Peacemaker (2022) s02e03 Episode Script
Chapter 03: Another Rick Up My Sleeve
1
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(SIGHS)
MAN: Hey. Come back to bed.
I have to get ready for
work, Rick. So do you.
(GROANS) Don't remind me.
You ship out today. You
should really be with June.
You're jealous?
You know I'm not.
I'm just not fond of lying.
Yeah. Well, she's a fucking sorceress.
And?
And I'm afraid if I break up with her,
she's gonna burrow a hole
through the planet.
- Dude.
- What?
Can you possibly self-aggrandize more?
I'm serious.
I know. That's the problem.
Maybe it's worth it.
EMILIA HARCOURT: What? (EXHALES)
A hole through the planet.
Me and you.
You're the only friend I have, Rick.
And I'm pretty sure I'm yours.
You want to fuck that up?
Newsflash, Emilia Harcourt,
we already fucked that up.
(SIGHS)
I'm serious.
Come on.
You ship out to Corto Maltese
in two hours.
("OH LORD" BY FOXY SHAZAM PLAYING) ♪
(HEAVY GUNFIRE)
(BOTH GRUNT)
Peacemaker, what a joke.
Julian, it's a hungry world ♪
They're gonna eat you alive
son, yeah ♪
Oh, Julian when their fangs sink in ♪
I'll stitch you, but then ♪
I gotta throw you back in, oh ♪
You just try and sleep
even though you're alone ♪
You just close your eyes boy
and dream of home ♪
And light is always on
you just keep that in mind ♪
When you wake in the morning
you'll be satisfied ♪
'Cause there is always
a wrong to your right ♪
And there will always be
a war somewhere to fight ♪
And God knows I've had
some rough fuckin' years ♪
Oh, oh Lord, oh Lord
keep on keeping on ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
And God knows I've had
some rough fuckin' years ♪
Oh, oh Lord, oh Lord ♪
Keep on keepin' on ♪
- (SQUAWKS)
- La, la, la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
- (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
- (APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)
- KEITH SMITH: Dude, what are you doing?
- (INHALES SHARPLY)
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
- (THUD)
- KEITH: Dude, it's past eleven.
(GROANS)
- Dude.
- (PEACEMAKER GROANS)
Where the fuck have you been?
Dad and I have been freaked out.
There's blood in the library.
Where the fuck did that come from?
What library?
Our library?
Oh. Yeah, I, uh, call
that the trophy room.
KEITH: Since when?
Where have you been?
Are you hungover?
- A little bit.
- (SIGHS)
I thought you were gonna
slow down with all that.
(SIGHS) I mean,
at least it's just alcohol.
- It is just alcohol, right?
- Yeah. Yeah.
All right, get up. Come on.
- I'm fixing us some eggs.
- Okay. (GROANS) Okay.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(SOFTLY) Oh, shit.
(SIGHS)
(GROANS)
- (SIGHS)
- (URINATING)
Oh, fuck. (GROANS)
Come on. Piss!
(URINATING FORCEFULLY)
- (TOOTHBRUSH RUSTLING)
- (UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
What the fuck?
Whoa.
(PILLS RATTLING)
(GRUNTS)
- Oh, Keith. Sorry, I gotta go!
- (EGGS SIZZLING)
Also, why do all my clothes
look like the Kardashians'
furniture! Huh? (LAUGHS)
- Who are the Kardashians?
- (LAUGHS) Seriously?
- Where are you going?
- I took your advice.
I'm going to see Harcourt.
What about the jarhead?
Fuck him.
Agreed. Fuck him! Fuck that guy.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Hey. Before I go, pop quiz.
- Pop quiz?
- PEACEMAKER: Yes.
Can you name the entire address,
including zip code,
of Emilia Harcourt's workplace?
What?
PEACEMAKER: Come on, this is fun.
It's not fun. It's weird.
Why would I know the address of ARGUS?
ARGUS. Okay, second question.
That counts as right?
Can I borrow the keys to your truck?
What kind of fucking pop quiz is this?
- I don't make the rules, bro.
- It seems like you very much do.
- Why are you being so weird?
- Just answer the question.
Why don't you drive
your fucking Peace-cycle?
That's the correct answer.
What the fuck?
("BREAK IT OUT" BY
AMMOTRACK PLAYING) ♪
(GASPS) Oh, yeah.
Get up are you ready?
Are you ready for the fire? ♪
Scream for your mother ♪
When you're caught up in the wire ♪
Ignite, feel the power ♪
'Cause you know it's gonna hit you ♪
Run like a lion if you
wanna be the next to ♪
You think this is not gonna be easy ♪
You'll blink we'll set it free ♪
We gotta change
the name of everything ♪
We gotta break the chains
to live again ♪
We gotta change
the name of everything ♪
- (PEDESTRIANS CHEERING)
- Of everything ♪
You gotta break it out ♪
(EXCITED CHATTER)
(CHEERING CONTINUES)
Peacemaker! Peacemaker, I love you!
Love you too, little man.
(SOBBING) Peacemaker! I love you!
- Peacemaker!
- That's a bit much.
CAR PASSENGER: Peacemaker!
(LAUGHS)
Best. Dimension. Ever.
- (MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING)
- (PEDESTRIANS CHEERING)
(GRINDER WHIRRING)
Oh, shit. (GROANING) Dude.
(WHINING) Oh, my head.
(GROANS, SIGHS)
How much did we drink last night?
Shoot. (GROANS) I need some water.
(GROANS)
You drank as much as anyone here.
Aren't you in agony?
Does it help somehow to bitch about it?
- You want some coffee?
- LEOTA ADEBAYO: Just water.
(GROANS, SIGHS)
Chris stormed out of here last night.
Did something go down between you two?
No. Just Chris being Chris.
I don't mean just last night,
but, like, a couple of weeks ago?
Because you guys were hanging out, like,
a lot, and then (EXHALES SHARPLY)
So, did something happen
between you two then?
- No.
- VIGILANTE: No way.
How would you know?
Uh, 'cause Peacemaker's my best friend,
and we share everything with each other.
- LEOTA: Yeah?
- Even all our deepest, darkest secrets.
(SCOFFS) Like what?
VIGILANTE: Like, you know, like
Okay, um, don't make
fun of me, but how
I like spiders.
Peacemaker taught me
that that's not something
I should be ashamed of.
Along with owls and
dolphins and manta rays,
they're one of my favorite animals,
and no matter how much I can tell
you're both judging me right now,
I'm not gonna be ashamed of that.
So your deep, dark secret
is that you dig spiders?
Yes. I know it makes me ghoulish,
but, you know, we all have our faults.
Adrian, how many people have you killed?
(LAUGHS) How many is a shit-ton?
Wait, why are you changing the subject?
Hey, are you wearing my robe?
I know everything there
is to know about spiders.
- You wanna quiz me on some spider facts?
- No.
I could probably take
a spider test right now
and get a professional
entomology degree.
- A spider test.
- Oh! Crows.
Crows are also one of my favorites.
Adrian, it is too early for this.
VIGILANTE: You guys
aren't on the crow train?
Oh my God, I know so many crow facts.
Do you know they're
the only bird to use tools?
- No, I didn't.
- VIGILANTE: Yeah.
They can take a paper clip,
straighten it out,
and then if another crow
is being a dick,
he can stab him to death with it.
Crows do that?
I didn't say they do do it.
I said they could.
- You know what, Adrian?
- No. What?
John fell asleep
in the bathtub last night.
I'm suddenly getting afraid
he choked on his own vomit in there.
Fuck!
Why are you just telling me this now?
Why are you encouraging him?
I'm sorry. I fell face-first
in the Adrian vortex.
JOHN ECONOMOS: (RETCHES)
Whoa, what are you doing?
VIGILANTE: I'm making sure you're alive.
(ECONOMOS COUGHS)
Why are your fingers in my mouth?
VIGILANTE: I'm checking for throw-up.
ECONOMOS: Jesus Christ, dude!
Wait, wait, wait.
So did something happen
between Chris and you or no?
Nothing happened.
I'm gonna get some sun. You coming?
- (DOOR OPENING, CLOSING)
- Hmm.
VIGILANTE: Want to quiz me
on some spider facts?
(ECONOMOS GROANS)
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
I'm here to see Emilia Harcourt.
- (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- Mr. Smith! So good to see you.
(CHUCKLES) Hey, what's up, old buddy?
Good to see you again, too.
You keeping our country safe, huh?
Absolutely.
How did Mr. Grant's test turn out?
Very positive.
SECURITY GUARD: Oh, that's terrible.
Right?
I was hoping it wasn't cancer.
Can you just put your eye there
across from the scanner, sir?
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- Yeah, uh, yes.
- Just like this?
- That's perfect.
(SCANNER WHIRS, BEEPS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(MUSIC ENDS ABRUPTLY) ♪
Oh, all set.
(PRINTER WHIRRING)
Oh, picture of me. (CHUCKLES)
Third floor, of course.
Ms. Harcourt will be waiting for you.
- (SECURITY GATES CHIMING)
- (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
LEOTA: He just said
you guys went on a party boat
a couple weeks ago,
and you kinda ghosted him after.
I didn't ghost anyone.
Did something happen?
- Where?
- On the party boat.
No, Ads. I told you, no.
- LEOTA: Well
- Well, what?
- Why not?
- HARCOURT: Are you kidding me?
No. Chris, he's nice. He's funny.
He's got splendid hygiene.
Yeah, other than
the eagle shit everywhere.
LEOTA: Other than that,
he's super-yoked,
nice jawline,
- and he's in love with you.
- (GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Shut up.
- LEOTA: What?
- (CHUCKLING) He's not.
He sat by your bed for five days
while you were in a coma, Em.
(SCOFFS) He wears
a fucking clown costume.
- LEOTA: Dude.
- What?
I'm just saying, I love you,
but you're not exactly the
picture of a balanced life.
- All right.
- When I first met you,
I thought you had it all together.
And I'm not saying you
don't come off cool, you do.
But since really getting to know you,
I realized you're more fucked up
than anyone I know.
Okay, Economos and Vigilante?
Well, not them,
but you're a fucking train wreck.
Okay.
(IMITATES TRAIN CHUGGING)
- (IMITATES EXPLOSION)
- HARCOURT: What's that?
That's you exploding
'cause you're so fucked up.
Look, your point is taken,
but me and Chris is not a thing.
It's never gonna be a thing.
He know that?
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
EMPLOYEE: When he gets really happy,
he's got one ear that just,
like, sticks up.
- Just the one ear. Aw, cute.
- EMPLOYEE: Thank you.
I think I'm going to have to
rescue, like, seven more dogs.
(LAUGHS)
- Oh, this is fucking stupid.
- MAN: Hey.
- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- What's going on, Chris?
(MUTTERING) Jesus fucking Christ.
You got, like, some business
or something here?
(IN STRAINED VOICE) What's up, Rick?
Just asking you.
How you doing, man?
- Mm, going
- Chris.
Yeah, I was just asking him
what he's doing here.
If he's got, like, something official,
or something I should be a part of.
No, uh, Rick, it's personal.
- Personal?
- It's, uh, friendly.
Chris wanted to talk.
- RICK FLAG JUNIOR: Just wanted to talk, huh?
- Yeah.
Like, about what, dude?
Hey, Rick, will you just
will let us talk?
Yeah. Of course. (CHUCKLES) I'm cool.
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
Hey, Harcourt.
- Oh, hey, Smith. (CHUCKLES)
- (MUSIC FADES) ♪
What, we're calling each other
by our last names now?
No, uh, just being funny.
- Hilarious.
- PEACEMAKER: Sorry.
(CHUCKLES) No, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I was
I didn't mean to bust your balls.
So, um, hey.
- Hey.
- Hey.
(CHUCKLES) Hey.
Oh my God. (CHUCKLES) I am so sorry.
He was not supposed to be in today.
The jarhead?
I don't know why you
and Keith call him that.
He's army, not Marines,
so not a jarhead.
Yeah. Right.
(GROANS, SIGHS)
Let's just go out, okay? Is that cool?
- Sure. Yeah. Yeah.
- EMILIA HARCOURT 2: Okay.
- Sh shit. Shit! Shit!
- EMPLOYEE 1: Oh, come on.
Hey, that's not supposed
to be around the corner.
- I I I told you that.
- EMPLOYEE 2: (LAUGHS) Whoops.
See, this is all shit, a big problem.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
(MELLOW SONG PLAYING
OVER ELEVATOR SPEAKERS) ♪
(SONG CONTINUES) ♪
Glad you came.
Me too.
We're both going down at the same time.
You know what they call that?
I don't.
An elevator ride.
- Is that what they call it?
- Some of the kids do.
How many eyes does a tarantula have?
Trick question.
Eyes by definition
come in pairs, so two.
- Tarantulas have eight eyes.
- Shit.
You said that so confidently,
I had to actually look back at my phone.
Eyes don't always come in pairs.
Right.
I forgot about Martians, one big eye.
Um, ask me if tarantulas are furry.
I already know they're
furry and it's gross.
That's a little harsh.
(UPBEAT CELL PHONE RINGTONE PLAYING) ♪
- Fuck.
- Who is it?
(RINGTONE STOPS) ♪
Hello?
Why didn't you tell us
Smith has some kind of
super-powered duck?
A meta-duck.
He doesn't have a super-powered duck.
He's got a regular eagle.
That regular eagle just
took down five agents.
One's in the ICU.
- Another lost an eye.
- (INAUDIBLE)
Another one needs to have
reconstructive facial surgery.
Fuck. O Okay, I'll be right in.
Make it fast.
He told me duck.
What kind of man takes advantage
of another man's bird blindness?
Sorry. Excuse me. Okay.
Who was that?
(GROANS) Fucking work. I gotta go.
(SIGHS) Where the fuck are my pants?
I washed and folded them
and put them on the kitchen counter.
("DREAMER" BY OZZY OSBOURNE PLAYING) ♪
Jesus Christ, why would
you fucking do that?
Gazing through the window
at the world outside ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Wondering will
mother earth survive ♪
Hey, they have some pretty
good hot dogs over there.
- You want a hot dog?
- Sure.
- Thank you.
- Good.
What do you want on here?
You want some mustard?
Actually, you got this?
- I got it, I got it, I got it.
- All right, cool, no problem.
- Okay. Uh
- HARCOURT 2: (LAUGHS) Oh my God.
Oh my God. I'm so sorry.
No, no, no, that's good, that's good.
I'm gonna take this one.
I like a lot of mustard,
like a one-to-one mustard
to hot dog ratio, so
- Do you?
- This is gonna work for me.
- Is it?
- I'm just gonna
I don't know what else to do.
Can I get a straw?
(LAUGHS)
I'm just a dreamer ♪
- (INAUDIBLE)
- I dream my life away ♪
Oh, yeah ♪
I'm just a dreamer ♪
Who dreams of better days ♪
(INAUDIBLE)
Your higher power may
be God or Jesus Christ ♪
It doesn't really matter much to me ♪
Without each other's help
there ain't no hope for us ♪
So, you wanted to talk?
Well, yeah, I I just wanted
to see what's going on.
(SONG FADES) ♪
What's that mean?
You know, see what's happening.
What's happening?
With, like, you and Rick Flag
or whatever.
I mean, he's a good guy.
He's not gonna fuck around on me.
Oh.
What?
No, um, it's good
that he doesn't do that.
- Hmm.
- (CLEARS THROAT, SIGHS)
You know, I've, um
changed a lot since I last saw you.
- Yeah, you seem less arrogant.
- Yeah?
Sorry. I mean, um (CHUCKLES)
No, no, no, no, no. Um
I've actually been working on that.
That and a lot of other stuff.
- What?
- Like your delts.
I'm just waiting for you
to say like your delts.
Always my delts, you know.
(SIGHS) But seriously, stuff like
how I push people away by being a dick.
And just trauma that
I've had my whole life
that I just let define me, you know?
(HARCOURT 2 SIGHS)
What?
You really are different.
PEACEMAKER: I am.
- Last night in the texts
- (SIGHS)
Sorry, I was a little drunk.
Uh, you think?
- (CHUCKLES)
- PEACEMAKER: Sorry.
You said you wanted to explore things?
Yeah.
What did you
- Mean?
- Yeah.
Uh, this is what I meant.
This. Like, to see you.
See if anything was there.
The last thing I need is
getting my heart broken again
because you're curious, Chris.
Right.
You really hurt me.
I'm sorry.
I mean, if I was ever
to reconsider things
- Yeah?
- I couldn't have somebody fucking around on me
all the time.
I wouldn't do that.
- Oh, sure.
- I'm serious.
And I couldn't have someone
walking out on me
just because they thought I was, like,
criticizing their driving or whatever.
Right. That's bullshit.
Somebody would really
have to fucking commit.
I don't know. We'd both have to
- to think about it, you know?
- PEACEMAKER: Yeah.
The last thing I need
is you being impulsive
and saying you want this
and then changing your mind
three days later,
Chris-Smith-style.
Okay. I'll think about it.
I mean, you know,
I guess if all those things
were in place,
we could see where we were.
Yeah.
I I should get back to
- (SCREAMING)
- (INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Jerry!
Fuck!
Hey, you can't come
in here with that stuff! Stop!
- (GUNSHOT FIRING)
- (SCREAMING)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Everybody get the fuck on the floor!
(SCREAMING)
The man said, "Down
on the motherfucking ground!"
- (DISTORTED SHOUTING)
- (HIGH-PITCH TONE RINGING)
(DISTANT SCREAMING, SHOUTING)
(PEACEMAKER AND HARCOURT 2 GROAN)
- You okay?
- HARCOURT 2: Uh, yeah.
(INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
(GROANS, EXHALES)
Oh, Jesus. (PANTS)
Fucking Sons again. They're
gonna kill more people.
SON OF LIBERTY: We, the Sons of Liberty,
are united in fighting our oppressors.
- (BYSTANDERS EXCLAIMING)
- (PANTS)
SON OF LIBERTY: They have ruled
all of us under their corrupt thumb
- for long enough.
- HOSTAGE: No, no.
SON OF LIBERTY: That is why
we're gonna continue to destroy
one governmental agency a week
until our demands are met.
Hey, if any of you pigs come closer,
I swear to God somebody
in here is gonna die.
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
SON OF LIBERTY:
Move quickly but carefully.
(ZIPPER WHOOSHING)
SON OF LIBERTY: This stuff is dangerous.
You all saw what happened
to Jerry out there.
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- (HOSTAGE CRYING)
- SON OF LIBERTY: Step the fuck back!
I need backup. I need it right now.
Everything you got. Step back, lady.
ARGUS.
- Sorry, ma'am.
- What do we know?
A group of them went in,
maybe nine or ten, carrying bags.
There could be enough
cefanalolol explosives in them
- to blow up the whole block.
- "Cefanalolol"?
- That a real word?
- (DISTANT SIRENS BLARING)
The same as was used to blow up that
Housing and Development
office last week.
"Housing and Development"?
Chris, I think you should stand down.
I think you might be having
a reaction to the blow.
No, I got a little dizzy,
shaken up. I'm I'm fine.
We got backup on the way,
but it's only gonna take
the Sons of Liberty
a few minutes to set up that bomb.
Chris, where are you going?
I'll be back in a minute. I'm fine.
(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
You got a way to your roof?
I gotta get these little guys
out of here, man,
before they blow them all up.
Hey. I'm going to stop
that from happening, okay?
I gotta get to your roof.
- It's in there.
- Yeah.
Come on, little guy.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GRUNTS)
Oh my God.
(PEACEMAKER YELLS)
- Hey, you hear something?
- (HOSTAGE SOBS)
Quit freaking out, dude.
I heard something, though.
- Upstairs.
- Yeah, then go check it out.
- (GRUNTS)
- (HOSTAGE SOBBING)
- That guy's Peacemaker, right?
- Yeah.
COP: But he ain't wearing his suit.
No.
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
(DOOR OPENING)
Oh, wait.
What happened?
(BODY THUDS)
- (TIRES SCREECHING)
- (SIRENS WAILING)
- (TIRES SCREECHING)
- (INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
Hey! That's close enough!
(SIRENS WAILING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER, CLAMOR)
Somebody here is gonna die
just looking for an excuse
to kill this state-owned bitch!
So just give it to me.
(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (GRUNTING, GROANING)
- (HOSTAGE SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
- (PEACEMAKER GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)
(SCREAMS)
Fuck was that?
Brad, you there?
Jim?
Gary, you better go check that out.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Yeah, I I don't get it.
Everyone seems to be
(COPY MACHINE BEEPS, WHIRRS)
(SHOUTS)
- (GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)
- (DISTANT CLAMOR)
- (DRAMATIC MUSICAL STING) ♪
Just finish it and let's
get the fuck out of here.
- (DISTANT CLAMOR CONTINUES)
- (THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GUN CLICKING)
- (PEACEMAKER GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)
(YELLS)
(PEACEMAKER GRUNTS)
A Amy! (GASPS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(LIGHT BUZZING)
Where are you, motherfucker?
I'll fucking kill you.
(GROANS)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (FLESH SQUELCHING)
- (GRUNTS)
(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
SON OF LIBERTY: That's our ride.
Let's go.
- (BEEPING)
- SON OF LIBERTY: Let's go.
Should be any minute!
(GRUNTS)
(THRILLING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
(TIMER BEEPING)
(INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
(BEEPING)
- (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- (BEEPS, TRILLS)
(BOMB FIZZES)
(GASPS, CHUCKLES)
(DISTANT CLAMOR)
(EXHALES SHAKILY)
We've waited long enough!
We gotta go! Go! Go!
PILOT: Fuck!
(HOSTAGES SCREAMING)
(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
- KEITH: You stop the bomb?
- Fuck yeah!
Fucking Chrisper! Yeah!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING)
Best dimension ever.
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- You tip off Smith, Economos?
- ECONOMOS: What? No. Me? No.
Then how did he know
to have that bird in place?
- Eagly is always there.
- (SCOFFS) Eagly.
- Yeah, read his dossier, dude.
- Don't "dude" me.
Your life at ARGUS is hanging
by a thread.
Don't blame me.
You didn't even consult me
about breaking in.
Blame him. I told him about the eagle.
You told me it was a duck.
The fuck I did. Why would I say
an eagle is a duck?
LANGSTON FLEURY: A practical joke.
Trying to use my disability against me.
Is it funny? Yeah. Very.
But you almost got Titties killed.
- I said eagle.
- None of this matters.
What matters is the
dimensional discrepancy
Vega picked up in the house.
After the Metropolis incident
took out half the city,
these type of threats
are ARGUS's top priority.
I have every agent in the Northwest
on the way to Smith's home now.
And I brought in
Red St. Wild here to assist.
How you doing there, sonny boy?
- World's foremost eagle hunter.
- Eagle hunter?
- He's gonna kill Eagly?
- SASHA BORDEAUX: We can't take chances.
Ain't no one kills
a eagle more good than me.
Yeah, that's nothing to be proud of.
In what fucking country is
hunting eagles even allowed?
For the next few hours, ours.
First, we kill the bird.
And any other eagle in the vicinity?
- No, just the bird in the house.
- Aw.
Then we do our best to take Smith alive.
I'm sorry, our best?
I know he's your buddy, Economos.
But if he really is in possession
of a dimensional portal,
he's not going to see
the outside of a prison
for the rest of his life.
Are you in or not?
I'm not. Fuck this.
- Then you're fired.
- I'm in.
But I don't wanna work with
some piece of shit eagle killer.
- Oh, come on, man.
- BORDEAUX: You don't have to.
I'm partnering you up
with our new agent,
Rip Jagger.
Who the fuck is Rip Jagger?
Hey, fatty.
Fuck! (ECHOING)
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
(CELL PHONE KEYPAD CLICKING)
(CELL PHONE KEYPAD CLICKING)
- Everything good?
- Yeah. Yeah.
Thanks.
- (GROANS)
- (GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
You good, man?
Yeah, I'm great.
Dad's just been a little
worried, you know?
You've been disappearing
even more than usual.
You aren't, like
taking the pills again or anything?
No.
You know I love you
no matter what, right?
I mean, I don't say it enough, but
you're my brother,
and you always will be
no matter what you do.
And you can always tell me
what's going on.
I really (SNIFFLES)
missed you.
More than you could ever
You don't gotta miss
me, man. I'm right here.
I'm not going anywhere.
I never will go anywhere.
I am now and always
will be your big brother.
I love you, buddy.
You did good today.
("ANIMAL" BY SHINING PLAYING) ♪
Well it's midnight damn right ♪
The animal comes out ♪
Screaming like a demon
knock, knock, let me out ♪
Now three, two, one
drink another one ♪
Get me closer to God ♪
Howling like a banshee
crawling up the ceiling ♪
It's a spiritual healing ♪
Animal haunts my soul ♪
When night falls it's hardcore ♪
It rises up and takes control ♪
That's when I become ♪
A fucking animal, ah ♪
Well I'm out for blood ♪
And everything that moves come on ♪
Anything that breathes
anything with heat ♪
Makes me strong ♪
Now, for tonight lust
is in the driver's seat ♪
Heart is in the front
brain is in the back ♪
Regret is in the trunk ♪
Animal haunts my soul ♪
When night falls it's hardcore ♪
It rises up and takes control ♪
That's when I become ♪
A fucking animal, ah ♪
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
I become a fucking animal, ah ♪
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
I'm a fucking animal, ah ♪
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
I'm a fucking animal ♪
(ECONOMOS SNORING)
VIGILANTE: (WHISPERING) Sleep well.
(SNORES)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(SIGHS)
MAN: Hey. Come back to bed.
I have to get ready for
work, Rick. So do you.
(GROANS) Don't remind me.
You ship out today. You
should really be with June.
You're jealous?
You know I'm not.
I'm just not fond of lying.
Yeah. Well, she's a fucking sorceress.
And?
And I'm afraid if I break up with her,
she's gonna burrow a hole
through the planet.
- Dude.
- What?
Can you possibly self-aggrandize more?
I'm serious.
I know. That's the problem.
Maybe it's worth it.
EMILIA HARCOURT: What? (EXHALES)
A hole through the planet.
Me and you.
You're the only friend I have, Rick.
And I'm pretty sure I'm yours.
You want to fuck that up?
Newsflash, Emilia Harcourt,
we already fucked that up.
(SIGHS)
I'm serious.
Come on.
You ship out to Corto Maltese
in two hours.
("OH LORD" BY FOXY SHAZAM PLAYING) ♪
(HEAVY GUNFIRE)
(BOTH GRUNT)
Peacemaker, what a joke.
Julian, it's a hungry world ♪
They're gonna eat you alive
son, yeah ♪
Oh, Julian when their fangs sink in ♪
I'll stitch you, but then ♪
I gotta throw you back in, oh ♪
You just try and sleep
even though you're alone ♪
You just close your eyes boy
and dream of home ♪
And light is always on
you just keep that in mind ♪
When you wake in the morning
you'll be satisfied ♪
'Cause there is always
a wrong to your right ♪
And there will always be
a war somewhere to fight ♪
And God knows I've had
some rough fuckin' years ♪
Oh, oh Lord, oh Lord
keep on keeping on ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
And God knows I've had
some rough fuckin' years ♪
Oh, oh Lord, oh Lord ♪
Keep on keepin' on ♪
- (SQUAWKS)
- La, la, la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
- (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
- (APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)
- KEITH SMITH: Dude, what are you doing?
- (INHALES SHARPLY)
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
- (THUD)
- KEITH: Dude, it's past eleven.
(GROANS)
- Dude.
- (PEACEMAKER GROANS)
Where the fuck have you been?
Dad and I have been freaked out.
There's blood in the library.
Where the fuck did that come from?
What library?
Our library?
Oh. Yeah, I, uh, call
that the trophy room.
KEITH: Since when?
Where have you been?
Are you hungover?
- A little bit.
- (SIGHS)
I thought you were gonna
slow down with all that.
(SIGHS) I mean,
at least it's just alcohol.
- It is just alcohol, right?
- Yeah. Yeah.
All right, get up. Come on.
- I'm fixing us some eggs.
- Okay. (GROANS) Okay.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(SOFTLY) Oh, shit.
(SIGHS)
(GROANS)
- (SIGHS)
- (URINATING)
Oh, fuck. (GROANS)
Come on. Piss!
(URINATING FORCEFULLY)
- (TOOTHBRUSH RUSTLING)
- (UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
What the fuck?
Whoa.
(PILLS RATTLING)
(GRUNTS)
- Oh, Keith. Sorry, I gotta go!
- (EGGS SIZZLING)
Also, why do all my clothes
look like the Kardashians'
furniture! Huh? (LAUGHS)
- Who are the Kardashians?
- (LAUGHS) Seriously?
- Where are you going?
- I took your advice.
I'm going to see Harcourt.
What about the jarhead?
Fuck him.
Agreed. Fuck him! Fuck that guy.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Hey. Before I go, pop quiz.
- Pop quiz?
- PEACEMAKER: Yes.
Can you name the entire address,
including zip code,
of Emilia Harcourt's workplace?
What?
PEACEMAKER: Come on, this is fun.
It's not fun. It's weird.
Why would I know the address of ARGUS?
ARGUS. Okay, second question.
That counts as right?
Can I borrow the keys to your truck?
What kind of fucking pop quiz is this?
- I don't make the rules, bro.
- It seems like you very much do.
- Why are you being so weird?
- Just answer the question.
Why don't you drive
your fucking Peace-cycle?
That's the correct answer.
What the fuck?
("BREAK IT OUT" BY
AMMOTRACK PLAYING) ♪
(GASPS) Oh, yeah.
Get up are you ready?
Are you ready for the fire? ♪
Scream for your mother ♪
When you're caught up in the wire ♪
Ignite, feel the power ♪
'Cause you know it's gonna hit you ♪
Run like a lion if you
wanna be the next to ♪
You think this is not gonna be easy ♪
You'll blink we'll set it free ♪
We gotta change
the name of everything ♪
We gotta break the chains
to live again ♪
We gotta change
the name of everything ♪
- (PEDESTRIANS CHEERING)
- Of everything ♪
You gotta break it out ♪
(EXCITED CHATTER)
(CHEERING CONTINUES)
Peacemaker! Peacemaker, I love you!
Love you too, little man.
(SOBBING) Peacemaker! I love you!
- Peacemaker!
- That's a bit much.
CAR PASSENGER: Peacemaker!
(LAUGHS)
Best. Dimension. Ever.
- (MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING)
- (PEDESTRIANS CHEERING)
(GRINDER WHIRRING)
Oh, shit. (GROANING) Dude.
(WHINING) Oh, my head.
(GROANS, SIGHS)
How much did we drink last night?
Shoot. (GROANS) I need some water.
(GROANS)
You drank as much as anyone here.
Aren't you in agony?
Does it help somehow to bitch about it?
- You want some coffee?
- LEOTA ADEBAYO: Just water.
(GROANS, SIGHS)
Chris stormed out of here last night.
Did something go down between you two?
No. Just Chris being Chris.
I don't mean just last night,
but, like, a couple of weeks ago?
Because you guys were hanging out, like,
a lot, and then (EXHALES SHARPLY)
So, did something happen
between you two then?
- No.
- VIGILANTE: No way.
How would you know?
Uh, 'cause Peacemaker's my best friend,
and we share everything with each other.
- LEOTA: Yeah?
- Even all our deepest, darkest secrets.
(SCOFFS) Like what?
VIGILANTE: Like, you know, like
Okay, um, don't make
fun of me, but how
I like spiders.
Peacemaker taught me
that that's not something
I should be ashamed of.
Along with owls and
dolphins and manta rays,
they're one of my favorite animals,
and no matter how much I can tell
you're both judging me right now,
I'm not gonna be ashamed of that.
So your deep, dark secret
is that you dig spiders?
Yes. I know it makes me ghoulish,
but, you know, we all have our faults.
Adrian, how many people have you killed?
(LAUGHS) How many is a shit-ton?
Wait, why are you changing the subject?
Hey, are you wearing my robe?
I know everything there
is to know about spiders.
- You wanna quiz me on some spider facts?
- No.
I could probably take
a spider test right now
and get a professional
entomology degree.
- A spider test.
- Oh! Crows.
Crows are also one of my favorites.
Adrian, it is too early for this.
VIGILANTE: You guys
aren't on the crow train?
Oh my God, I know so many crow facts.
Do you know they're
the only bird to use tools?
- No, I didn't.
- VIGILANTE: Yeah.
They can take a paper clip,
straighten it out,
and then if another crow
is being a dick,
he can stab him to death with it.
Crows do that?
I didn't say they do do it.
I said they could.
- You know what, Adrian?
- No. What?
John fell asleep
in the bathtub last night.
I'm suddenly getting afraid
he choked on his own vomit in there.
Fuck!
Why are you just telling me this now?
Why are you encouraging him?
I'm sorry. I fell face-first
in the Adrian vortex.
JOHN ECONOMOS: (RETCHES)
Whoa, what are you doing?
VIGILANTE: I'm making sure you're alive.
(ECONOMOS COUGHS)
Why are your fingers in my mouth?
VIGILANTE: I'm checking for throw-up.
ECONOMOS: Jesus Christ, dude!
Wait, wait, wait.
So did something happen
between Chris and you or no?
Nothing happened.
I'm gonna get some sun. You coming?
- (DOOR OPENING, CLOSING)
- Hmm.
VIGILANTE: Want to quiz me
on some spider facts?
(ECONOMOS GROANS)
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
I'm here to see Emilia Harcourt.
- (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- Mr. Smith! So good to see you.
(CHUCKLES) Hey, what's up, old buddy?
Good to see you again, too.
You keeping our country safe, huh?
Absolutely.
How did Mr. Grant's test turn out?
Very positive.
SECURITY GUARD: Oh, that's terrible.
Right?
I was hoping it wasn't cancer.
Can you just put your eye there
across from the scanner, sir?
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- Yeah, uh, yes.
- Just like this?
- That's perfect.
(SCANNER WHIRS, BEEPS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(MUSIC ENDS ABRUPTLY) ♪
Oh, all set.
(PRINTER WHIRRING)
Oh, picture of me. (CHUCKLES)
Third floor, of course.
Ms. Harcourt will be waiting for you.
- (SECURITY GATES CHIMING)
- (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
LEOTA: He just said
you guys went on a party boat
a couple weeks ago,
and you kinda ghosted him after.
I didn't ghost anyone.
Did something happen?
- Where?
- On the party boat.
No, Ads. I told you, no.
- LEOTA: Well
- Well, what?
- Why not?
- HARCOURT: Are you kidding me?
No. Chris, he's nice. He's funny.
He's got splendid hygiene.
Yeah, other than
the eagle shit everywhere.
LEOTA: Other than that,
he's super-yoked,
nice jawline,
- and he's in love with you.
- (GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Shut up.
- LEOTA: What?
- (CHUCKLING) He's not.
He sat by your bed for five days
while you were in a coma, Em.
(SCOFFS) He wears
a fucking clown costume.
- LEOTA: Dude.
- What?
I'm just saying, I love you,
but you're not exactly the
picture of a balanced life.
- All right.
- When I first met you,
I thought you had it all together.
And I'm not saying you
don't come off cool, you do.
But since really getting to know you,
I realized you're more fucked up
than anyone I know.
Okay, Economos and Vigilante?
Well, not them,
but you're a fucking train wreck.
Okay.
(IMITATES TRAIN CHUGGING)
- (IMITATES EXPLOSION)
- HARCOURT: What's that?
That's you exploding
'cause you're so fucked up.
Look, your point is taken,
but me and Chris is not a thing.
It's never gonna be a thing.
He know that?
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
EMPLOYEE: When he gets really happy,
he's got one ear that just,
like, sticks up.
- Just the one ear. Aw, cute.
- EMPLOYEE: Thank you.
I think I'm going to have to
rescue, like, seven more dogs.
(LAUGHS)
- Oh, this is fucking stupid.
- MAN: Hey.
- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- What's going on, Chris?
(MUTTERING) Jesus fucking Christ.
You got, like, some business
or something here?
(IN STRAINED VOICE) What's up, Rick?
Just asking you.
How you doing, man?
- Mm, going
- Chris.
Yeah, I was just asking him
what he's doing here.
If he's got, like, something official,
or something I should be a part of.
No, uh, Rick, it's personal.
- Personal?
- It's, uh, friendly.
Chris wanted to talk.
- RICK FLAG JUNIOR: Just wanted to talk, huh?
- Yeah.
Like, about what, dude?
Hey, Rick, will you just
will let us talk?
Yeah. Of course. (CHUCKLES) I'm cool.
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
Hey, Harcourt.
- Oh, hey, Smith. (CHUCKLES)
- (MUSIC FADES) ♪
What, we're calling each other
by our last names now?
No, uh, just being funny.
- Hilarious.
- PEACEMAKER: Sorry.
(CHUCKLES) No, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I was
I didn't mean to bust your balls.
So, um, hey.
- Hey.
- Hey.
(CHUCKLES) Hey.
Oh my God. (CHUCKLES) I am so sorry.
He was not supposed to be in today.
The jarhead?
I don't know why you
and Keith call him that.
He's army, not Marines,
so not a jarhead.
Yeah. Right.
(GROANS, SIGHS)
Let's just go out, okay? Is that cool?
- Sure. Yeah. Yeah.
- EMILIA HARCOURT 2: Okay.
- Sh shit. Shit! Shit!
- EMPLOYEE 1: Oh, come on.
Hey, that's not supposed
to be around the corner.
- I I I told you that.
- EMPLOYEE 2: (LAUGHS) Whoops.
See, this is all shit, a big problem.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
(MELLOW SONG PLAYING
OVER ELEVATOR SPEAKERS) ♪
(SONG CONTINUES) ♪
Glad you came.
Me too.
We're both going down at the same time.
You know what they call that?
I don't.
An elevator ride.
- Is that what they call it?
- Some of the kids do.
How many eyes does a tarantula have?
Trick question.
Eyes by definition
come in pairs, so two.
- Tarantulas have eight eyes.
- Shit.
You said that so confidently,
I had to actually look back at my phone.
Eyes don't always come in pairs.
Right.
I forgot about Martians, one big eye.
Um, ask me if tarantulas are furry.
I already know they're
furry and it's gross.
That's a little harsh.
(UPBEAT CELL PHONE RINGTONE PLAYING) ♪
- Fuck.
- Who is it?
(RINGTONE STOPS) ♪
Hello?
Why didn't you tell us
Smith has some kind of
super-powered duck?
A meta-duck.
He doesn't have a super-powered duck.
He's got a regular eagle.
That regular eagle just
took down five agents.
One's in the ICU.
- Another lost an eye.
- (INAUDIBLE)
Another one needs to have
reconstructive facial surgery.
Fuck. O Okay, I'll be right in.
Make it fast.
He told me duck.
What kind of man takes advantage
of another man's bird blindness?
Sorry. Excuse me. Okay.
Who was that?
(GROANS) Fucking work. I gotta go.
(SIGHS) Where the fuck are my pants?
I washed and folded them
and put them on the kitchen counter.
("DREAMER" BY OZZY OSBOURNE PLAYING) ♪
Jesus Christ, why would
you fucking do that?
Gazing through the window
at the world outside ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Wondering will
mother earth survive ♪
Hey, they have some pretty
good hot dogs over there.
- You want a hot dog?
- Sure.
- Thank you.
- Good.
What do you want on here?
You want some mustard?
Actually, you got this?
- I got it, I got it, I got it.
- All right, cool, no problem.
- Okay. Uh
- HARCOURT 2: (LAUGHS) Oh my God.
Oh my God. I'm so sorry.
No, no, no, that's good, that's good.
I'm gonna take this one.
I like a lot of mustard,
like a one-to-one mustard
to hot dog ratio, so
- Do you?
- This is gonna work for me.
- Is it?
- I'm just gonna
I don't know what else to do.
Can I get a straw?
(LAUGHS)
I'm just a dreamer ♪
- (INAUDIBLE)
- I dream my life away ♪
Oh, yeah ♪
I'm just a dreamer ♪
Who dreams of better days ♪
(INAUDIBLE)
Your higher power may
be God or Jesus Christ ♪
It doesn't really matter much to me ♪
Without each other's help
there ain't no hope for us ♪
So, you wanted to talk?
Well, yeah, I I just wanted
to see what's going on.
(SONG FADES) ♪
What's that mean?
You know, see what's happening.
What's happening?
With, like, you and Rick Flag
or whatever.
I mean, he's a good guy.
He's not gonna fuck around on me.
Oh.
What?
No, um, it's good
that he doesn't do that.
- Hmm.
- (CLEARS THROAT, SIGHS)
You know, I've, um
changed a lot since I last saw you.
- Yeah, you seem less arrogant.
- Yeah?
Sorry. I mean, um (CHUCKLES)
No, no, no, no, no. Um
I've actually been working on that.
That and a lot of other stuff.
- What?
- Like your delts.
I'm just waiting for you
to say like your delts.
Always my delts, you know.
(SIGHS) But seriously, stuff like
how I push people away by being a dick.
And just trauma that
I've had my whole life
that I just let define me, you know?
(HARCOURT 2 SIGHS)
What?
You really are different.
PEACEMAKER: I am.
- Last night in the texts
- (SIGHS)
Sorry, I was a little drunk.
Uh, you think?
- (CHUCKLES)
- PEACEMAKER: Sorry.
You said you wanted to explore things?
Yeah.
What did you
- Mean?
- Yeah.
Uh, this is what I meant.
This. Like, to see you.
See if anything was there.
The last thing I need is
getting my heart broken again
because you're curious, Chris.
Right.
You really hurt me.
I'm sorry.
I mean, if I was ever
to reconsider things
- Yeah?
- I couldn't have somebody fucking around on me
all the time.
I wouldn't do that.
- Oh, sure.
- I'm serious.
And I couldn't have someone
walking out on me
just because they thought I was, like,
criticizing their driving or whatever.
Right. That's bullshit.
Somebody would really
have to fucking commit.
I don't know. We'd both have to
- to think about it, you know?
- PEACEMAKER: Yeah.
The last thing I need
is you being impulsive
and saying you want this
and then changing your mind
three days later,
Chris-Smith-style.
Okay. I'll think about it.
I mean, you know,
I guess if all those things
were in place,
we could see where we were.
Yeah.
I I should get back to
- (SCREAMING)
- (INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Jerry!
Fuck!
Hey, you can't come
in here with that stuff! Stop!
- (GUNSHOT FIRING)
- (SCREAMING)
(GUNSHOT FIRING)
Everybody get the fuck on the floor!
(SCREAMING)
The man said, "Down
on the motherfucking ground!"
- (DISTORTED SHOUTING)
- (HIGH-PITCH TONE RINGING)
(DISTANT SCREAMING, SHOUTING)
(PEACEMAKER AND HARCOURT 2 GROAN)
- You okay?
- HARCOURT 2: Uh, yeah.
(INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
(GROANS, EXHALES)
Oh, Jesus. (PANTS)
Fucking Sons again. They're
gonna kill more people.
SON OF LIBERTY: We, the Sons of Liberty,
are united in fighting our oppressors.
- (BYSTANDERS EXCLAIMING)
- (PANTS)
SON OF LIBERTY: They have ruled
all of us under their corrupt thumb
- for long enough.
- HOSTAGE: No, no.
SON OF LIBERTY: That is why
we're gonna continue to destroy
one governmental agency a week
until our demands are met.
Hey, if any of you pigs come closer,
I swear to God somebody
in here is gonna die.
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
SON OF LIBERTY:
Move quickly but carefully.
(ZIPPER WHOOSHING)
SON OF LIBERTY: This stuff is dangerous.
You all saw what happened
to Jerry out there.
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- (HOSTAGE CRYING)
- SON OF LIBERTY: Step the fuck back!
I need backup. I need it right now.
Everything you got. Step back, lady.
ARGUS.
- Sorry, ma'am.
- What do we know?
A group of them went in,
maybe nine or ten, carrying bags.
There could be enough
cefanalolol explosives in them
- to blow up the whole block.
- "Cefanalolol"?
- That a real word?
- (DISTANT SIRENS BLARING)
The same as was used to blow up that
Housing and Development
office last week.
"Housing and Development"?
Chris, I think you should stand down.
I think you might be having
a reaction to the blow.
No, I got a little dizzy,
shaken up. I'm I'm fine.
We got backup on the way,
but it's only gonna take
the Sons of Liberty
a few minutes to set up that bomb.
Chris, where are you going?
I'll be back in a minute. I'm fine.
(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
You got a way to your roof?
I gotta get these little guys
out of here, man,
before they blow them all up.
Hey. I'm going to stop
that from happening, okay?
I gotta get to your roof.
- It's in there.
- Yeah.
Come on, little guy.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GRUNTS)
Oh my God.
(PEACEMAKER YELLS)
- Hey, you hear something?
- (HOSTAGE SOBS)
Quit freaking out, dude.
I heard something, though.
- Upstairs.
- Yeah, then go check it out.
- (GRUNTS)
- (HOSTAGE SOBBING)
- That guy's Peacemaker, right?
- Yeah.
COP: But he ain't wearing his suit.
No.
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
(DOOR OPENING)
Oh, wait.
What happened?
(BODY THUDS)
- (TIRES SCREECHING)
- (SIRENS WAILING)
- (TIRES SCREECHING)
- (INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
Hey! That's close enough!
(SIRENS WAILING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER, CLAMOR)
Somebody here is gonna die
just looking for an excuse
to kill this state-owned bitch!
So just give it to me.
(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (GRUNTING, GROANING)
- (HOSTAGE SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
- (PEACEMAKER GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)
(SCREAMS)
Fuck was that?
Brad, you there?
Jim?
Gary, you better go check that out.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Yeah, I I don't get it.
Everyone seems to be
(COPY MACHINE BEEPS, WHIRRS)
(SHOUTS)
- (GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)
- (DISTANT CLAMOR)
- (DRAMATIC MUSICAL STING) ♪
Just finish it and let's
get the fuck out of here.
- (DISTANT CLAMOR CONTINUES)
- (THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(GUN CLICKING)
- (PEACEMAKER GRUNTS)
- (GROANS)
(YELLS)
(PEACEMAKER GRUNTS)
A Amy! (GASPS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(LIGHT BUZZING)
Where are you, motherfucker?
I'll fucking kill you.
(GROANS)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (FLESH SQUELCHING)
- (GRUNTS)
(THRILLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
SON OF LIBERTY: That's our ride.
Let's go.
- (BEEPING)
- SON OF LIBERTY: Let's go.
Should be any minute!
(GRUNTS)
(THRILLING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
(TIMER BEEPING)
(INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
(BEEPING)
- (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- (BEEPS, TRILLS)
(BOMB FIZZES)
(GASPS, CHUCKLES)
(DISTANT CLAMOR)
(EXHALES SHAKILY)
We've waited long enough!
We gotta go! Go! Go!
PILOT: Fuck!
(HOSTAGES SCREAMING)
(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
- KEITH: You stop the bomb?
- Fuck yeah!
Fucking Chrisper! Yeah!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUDING)
Best dimension ever.
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- You tip off Smith, Economos?
- ECONOMOS: What? No. Me? No.
Then how did he know
to have that bird in place?
- Eagly is always there.
- (SCOFFS) Eagly.
- Yeah, read his dossier, dude.
- Don't "dude" me.
Your life at ARGUS is hanging
by a thread.
Don't blame me.
You didn't even consult me
about breaking in.
Blame him. I told him about the eagle.
You told me it was a duck.
The fuck I did. Why would I say
an eagle is a duck?
LANGSTON FLEURY: A practical joke.
Trying to use my disability against me.
Is it funny? Yeah. Very.
But you almost got Titties killed.
- I said eagle.
- None of this matters.
What matters is the
dimensional discrepancy
Vega picked up in the house.
After the Metropolis incident
took out half the city,
these type of threats
are ARGUS's top priority.
I have every agent in the Northwest
on the way to Smith's home now.
And I brought in
Red St. Wild here to assist.
How you doing there, sonny boy?
- World's foremost eagle hunter.
- Eagle hunter?
- He's gonna kill Eagly?
- SASHA BORDEAUX: We can't take chances.
Ain't no one kills
a eagle more good than me.
Yeah, that's nothing to be proud of.
In what fucking country is
hunting eagles even allowed?
For the next few hours, ours.
First, we kill the bird.
And any other eagle in the vicinity?
- No, just the bird in the house.
- Aw.
Then we do our best to take Smith alive.
I'm sorry, our best?
I know he's your buddy, Economos.
But if he really is in possession
of a dimensional portal,
he's not going to see
the outside of a prison
for the rest of his life.
Are you in or not?
I'm not. Fuck this.
- Then you're fired.
- I'm in.
But I don't wanna work with
some piece of shit eagle killer.
- Oh, come on, man.
- BORDEAUX: You don't have to.
I'm partnering you up
with our new agent,
Rip Jagger.
Who the fuck is Rip Jagger?
Hey, fatty.
Fuck! (ECHOING)
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
(CELL PHONE KEYPAD CLICKING)
(CELL PHONE KEYPAD CLICKING)
- Everything good?
- Yeah. Yeah.
Thanks.
- (GROANS)
- (GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
You good, man?
Yeah, I'm great.
Dad's just been a little
worried, you know?
You've been disappearing
even more than usual.
You aren't, like
taking the pills again or anything?
No.
You know I love you
no matter what, right?
I mean, I don't say it enough, but
you're my brother,
and you always will be
no matter what you do.
And you can always tell me
what's going on.
I really (SNIFFLES)
missed you.
More than you could ever
You don't gotta miss
me, man. I'm right here.
I'm not going anywhere.
I never will go anywhere.
I am now and always
will be your big brother.
I love you, buddy.
You did good today.
("ANIMAL" BY SHINING PLAYING) ♪
Well it's midnight damn right ♪
The animal comes out ♪
Screaming like a demon
knock, knock, let me out ♪
Now three, two, one
drink another one ♪
Get me closer to God ♪
Howling like a banshee
crawling up the ceiling ♪
It's a spiritual healing ♪
Animal haunts my soul ♪
When night falls it's hardcore ♪
It rises up and takes control ♪
That's when I become ♪
A fucking animal, ah ♪
Well I'm out for blood ♪
And everything that moves come on ♪
Anything that breathes
anything with heat ♪
Makes me strong ♪
Now, for tonight lust
is in the driver's seat ♪
Heart is in the front
brain is in the back ♪
Regret is in the trunk ♪
Animal haunts my soul ♪
When night falls it's hardcore ♪
It rises up and takes control ♪
That's when I become ♪
A fucking animal, ah ♪
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
I become a fucking animal, ah ♪
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
I'm a fucking animal, ah ♪
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
I'm a fucking animal ♪
(ECONOMOS SNORING)
VIGILANTE: (WHISPERING) Sleep well.
(SNORES)