FUBAR (2023) s02e07 Episode Script

1
[tense music playing]
- Up ahead!
- You recognize those guys?
No, but Greta often hires
from the outside.
If that was US military,
they wouldn't be dropping things
into the water.
[pin rattling]
- That was the last one.
- Let's go.
- [Chips] They're lowering the LRAD.
- [Barry] LRAD sound waves will agitate it.
That will expand and harden the foam
and gunk up the dam to a stop.
[sound waves pulsing]
Got it.
[music builds, ends]
- [sound waves pulsing]
- [dramatic music playing]
[groans]
- [yells]
- [water splashes]
[guns firing]
Dad, we're on our way to you
in a DARPA helicopter.
Did you hear that gunfire? It's hotter
than your mom eating soup in a jacuzzi.
- Oh my. Yeah.
- We'll discuss it in therapy.
- [man 1 groans]
- [man 2 groans]
[man 3 choking]
- [Luke grunts]
- [screaming]
[man 4 groans]
No! Shit!
[Luke] All the equipment went over!
Did we turn the LRAD off?
[light rock music playing]
[alarm blaring]
I don't think so.
Shit.
[music fades]
[hard rock music playing in van]
[Carter exhales]
We've been in here too long.
They're taking us out to the forest
to do us in, Drea de Matteo style.
The guy from the E Street Band
is gonna kill us.
Didn't expect to go out like this,
but at least it's better
than how Grandma died.
What?
Oh my God. Wait. In my comic book,
Brock Hardman escapes from zip ties,
so I actually googled how to do this.
If I remember correctly,
step one is I have to get my hands
in front of my body. [grunts]
- What are you doing?
- I'm just gonna [grunting]
I've tried that.
I can barely reach the tip.
- [Carter] Oh God!
- You get it?
No, I almost--
Almost.
[grunting]
[Carter laughing]
- Okay.
- Step two.
To break the zip tie, you pull it
towards yourself forcefully like this.
Like this! Like this! Like this!
Damn it. They're they're not breaking.
I need something to cut them with.
Let me just get my pruning shears.
Your broken zipper.
Your broken zipper can cut the ties.
- It's worth a try.
- Yeah.
[both grunting]
[hard rock music continues]
- [Donnie grunting]
- Okay.
- Let me just
- [Donnie exhales]
get on in there and
[grunts] Okay.
[cable ties scratching]
[scratching continues]
Please look away, Donnie.
You look away.
- Are you fucking serious right now?
- I can't control where the blood flows.
- Jesus Christ.
- [cable ties snap]
- Okay!
- Hey!
All right, I just gotta push
on the bracket with both my thumbs.
- It's off!
- Yeah!
- All right, we're good.
- [panting]
We've stopped. It's a red light.
Now! Go, go, go!
[Carter grunts]
- [Carter panting]
- [tense music playing]
- Go get 'em!
- Ah, goddamn it.
[screaming]
- [Donnie shrieks]
- [tires squealing]
[audiobook] When Charlotte's web said
"some pig"
You like this story, baby?
Wilbur had tried hard to look like
Don't get attached to the spider.
[woman] Text from Nonna.
Your favorite informant is running late.
Need to push a half hour.
Ciao.
- [audiobook] Wilbur had tried
- Well,
looks like we've got some time to kill.
And now that the web said "radiant,"
he did everything possible
to make himself glow.
[dramatic music playing]
- Update.
- Three turbines have jammed to a halt.
RPMs are dropping on the fourth,
the one furthest from the penstock,
so it didn't get as much
of the agitation from the LRAD.
But it'll soon shut down.
And once it does, the power stops.
[Carter panting]
Okay.
[spluttering] I don't see him.
[panting] They're so fast. For bikers.
[panting] Okay, so we catch our breath,
then we keep moving.
All this 'cause of that stupid pig.
It is not the pig's fault, man.
It's our fault.
He's probably scared half to death.
God only knows what that little pig
is going through right now.
What I want you've got ♪
- And it might be hard to handle ♪
- [camera clicking]
But like a flame that burns the candle ♪
The candle feeds the flame ♪
- Oh yeah, well, well, you ♪
- Ooh-ooh ♪
[exclaiming]
You make my dreams come true ♪
- You ♪
- You, you, you, ooh-ooh-ooh, you ♪
Well, well, well, you ♪
- Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh ♪
- Oh yeah ♪
You make my dreams come true ♪
- You, you, you, ooh-ooh-ooh, you ♪
- Oh, yeah ♪
[music ends]
[dramatic music playing]
[alarm blaring]
[Luke] Well, we must have
gotten rid of the LRAD
because that turbine is still running.
Yeah, but the polymer in it
has basically turned to thick mud.
The turbine's trying to clean it out,
but it'll fry before it's done.
In a few minutes, that thing is toast.
- And then the dam shuts down.
- Not immediately.
There's a storage depot that keeps about
60 minutes' worth of backup storage
in case we have a temporary shutdown.
But excavating all of this gunk
out of the turbines,
replacing the burned-out hardware,
that'll take weeks.
The 60-minute window,
it only delays the inevitable.
[Luke] Okay, it might be crazy,
but I think I may have
come up with a plan.
You turn off the turbine,
I manually clear out all the gunk
so we protect the motor,
then you turn it back on again. All right?
How are you gonna do that?
[tense music playing]
[gas hissing]
[grunts]
I put my back into it.
[helicopter blades whirring]
In less than 30 minutes,
we are engaging in an all-out battle
to stop America
from going into the Stone Age.
What could you possibly be doing
on your computer right now?
Why is it any of your business
what I'm doing?
Sorry I asked.
Okay, if you really have to know,
I'm writing a letter of recommendation.
That "break four bones
until you shit sideways" stuff
was pretty gangster.
Thank you.
- Why are you doing it right now?
- In case I die at the dam.
I figured one of us
should get what she wants
since I'm not getting regional director.
Oh, I do wanna make a few notes here.
"She is a giant ass pain,
asks too many questions,
and is too distracted
by her multiple male suitors,
who clearly value butts over personality."
Nice.
What are you gonna do
about those three randy fellas?
- What?
- Carter, Aldon, Chips.
Horny can sniff out horny.
Just do me a favor and don't fuck up Aldon
like you did a few months ago.
I'm not trying to fuck anyone up.
It's all unreciprocated.
I swear to you,
I'm just trying to focus on my job.
I don't want a relationship.
Okay, well, I'm just saying,
the last time you broke my buddy's heart,
he ended up sleeping with a pig.
I'll be careful.
- Thanks. You're a good friend.
- I'm just looking out for my boy.
I meant me.
I appreciate the letter.
And for what it's worth, I was wrong.
You'd have made a great regional director.
- Thanks.
- Better than Reed, anyway.
- [Luke grunting]
- [ominous music playing]
[grunting]
[Chips] Yes, yes. Come on! Come on!
[panting]
- I don't think I can do this anymore.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
We're so close to getting this done.
No, no. Come on. You can't break down now.
- [alarm blaring]
- Let me relieve you. Come on.
All right.
[Chips inhales sharply, exhales]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
- Come on.
- [grunts]
- Let me get this.
- [grunts]
It's it's stuck. It's
You think-- I think it's just jammed.
- [Chips exhales sharply]
- [grunting]
I mean, I loosened it for you.
[Chips laughing]
- He's a real-life Hercules. Look at him.
- [Luke] It's speeding up.
[breathing heavily]
Water's rushing the turbine chamber.
[machine whirring]
- Get back! Get back!
- [Chips] Come on!
The water's back in.
We're refilling the energy storage depot.
That should give us a few hours.
What do you mean a few hours?
We fixed the problem.
Imagine an above-the-ground pool
with multiple holes in it.
You try to refill the pool
with buckets of water.
Yes, you're adding to the pool,
just like this one turbine
is adding to the storage depot,
but it will never make up for the amount
of water flowing out of the pool,
because this plant has
three defunct turbines.
So after everything that we've just done,
the whole thing is gonna shut down anyway?
You bought us a few hours.
Barry, did you hear all of that?
He's right. In a few hours,
the whole country's out of power.
And we'll descend into chaos.
Unless we unclog
the three turbines that aren't working.
Okay, so we use a jackhammer.
You jackhammer that polymer coating,
you destroy the hardware.
What if we can remove the polymers
without any damage?
Well, then you'd be a wizard.
[Barry] Or a guy who got an A-plus
in AP Chemistry.
I found this research paper
from Vanderbilt University.
It seems that if you mix
sulfuric acid with water,
you can create an exothermic reaction
that will eat away
at this specific polymer,
leaving the blades unharmed.
Based off the size of the dam,
the amount of water flow,
20 industrial barrels of acid will do it.
Where am I gonna get
20 barrels of acid? Come on.
I don't know, but I'm going to find out.
[panting] Okay. Okay. I I can't
- I can't run anymore. [panting]
- [coughs]
- [exhales]
- [dog barking]
- Are you okay?
- [sirens wailing]
[Donnie groans]
I just got a look at myself.
I was on the altar.
I had my suit on, the music was playing.
- Tally looked gorgeous.
- Oh.
I always wanted a family.
With her, I was gonna get an instant one.
Two grown kids and a grandchild.
Everything I ever wanted.
Things were actually
working out for old Donnie.
And then [mimics explosion]
giant Austrian shits all over me.
[inhales sharply, exhales]
Okay.
Them's the breaks though, right?
Well, that sounds like heavy stuff.
Do you wanna keep talking about it, or
- No.
- Why not?
- [vehicle approaching]
- Well, for starters, the bikers are here.
What? Shit!
[tense music playing]
- [exhales]
- [handle rattling]
[whimpering]
[grunts]
[handle rattling]
Oh man, there's no way we're getting
out of here without them seeing us.
Wait. The PCP I've been hiding
in my prison wallet.
You stole their PCP?
- [Donnie] I snagged some.
- What the--
- Uh
- [laughing]
Donnie, that is like
a ten-year prison sentence
in your hands right now.
I'll do a little.
Supposed to give you super strength.
- No way.
- Just a bump.
Like they do on cop shows, right?
Dip my pinkie in it,
rub it on my gum, say it's pure.
- I'll do it Commish style.
- No, don't.
Okay, listen, 50 yards away there are men
who are trying to kill us, okay?
I am not dragging some dust head
around Poughkeepsie
- for the rest of the afternoon.
- [door unlocks]
[door creaking]
Awesome.
[Carter] Oh. Oh.
- [biker] Hey!
- Okay. Hey--
Listen, it's all a misunderstand--
[groans] Fuck!
I'm Cassius Clay, baby.
[Donnie shouting]
Okay, fair. You got me.
- [biker grunts]
- [groans, gasping]
[Carter groans]
I'm gonna stomp my boot in your face
till you talk out the back of your head.
Say goodnight. [kisses]
[groans]
[screaming]
[Carter] Oh.
Shit!
[Donnie wheezing]
[soft rock music playing]
[dog barking]
[Carter] Uh
[Donnie] Good. It's cool.
- Take his cash.
- I'm not taking his cash.
I'm getting his phone
so I can call us help.
Oh right. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
[Carter sighs] Uh,
I need his Face ID to unlock it.
Right.
Okay.
[grunts]
- [retching]
- Yeah. My man does not have a face.
Unless that's the PCP talking,
'cause I am starting to smell emotions.
Circle of life, killer.
[sniffs] You okay?
You smell scared.
[Carter] Ki Killer?
I was Westchester's Teacher to Watch.
I I was one of the teachers to watch.
I was one of the 30 shortlist
What
[music fades]
[Aldon exhales]
- This is almost too quiet.
- [Hamsteak snorts]
I'm not sure this feels good, buddy.
[Hamsteak snorting]
Yes.
"This is Hamsteak."
"If I'm found dead,
please return to Emma Brunner."
"Tell her I was practicing
loving, functional relationship stuff
with him for her."
[mellow music playing]
"He's a good boy."
"He loves belly rubs
and Luther Vandross,
but not at the same time."
Okay.
Daddy will be right back.
Daddy always comes back.
[Hamsteak snorting]
[Aldon] Nonna.
Nonna.
[upbeat music playing]
[inhales sharply]
Mmm.
[music building]
- Ah!
- [music ends]
There you are.
Why does it smell so good in here?
Oh, I got some sauce
cooking in the back office,
and you know I like my meat fresh.
- Mm-hmm.
- Speaking of fresh meat
Okay, let's keep it professional, Nonna.
Okay, but you make Nonna sad.
Horny and sad.
So you have some information for me.
Same drill as always.
You give me the intel,
CIA will wire you the money.
- [ominous music playing]
- [sighs]
[guns cocking]
Shit.
[guns cocking]
[Aldon scoffs]
You suck, Nonna.
Oh, I will miss that tight ass.
Hey, now.
[ominous music continues]
[Aldon laughs]
[tense music playing]
- [grunts]
- [bullet ricocheting]
Whoa!
- [alarm blaring]
- [dramatic music playing]
[computers beeping]
Energy storage levels
are falling faster than anticipated.
Barry, you better come up
with a solution now.
Think I got something.
There's a quarry 1.1 miles from there.
They use commercial-grade sulfuric acid
to leach copper.
But you're gonna need
hundreds of gallons of that stuff.
How you gonna transport it?
The United States Marines.
[tense music playing]
[man 1 groans]
Shit.
Shit.
[man 2 groans]
[man 3 groans]
[exhales sharply]
[exhales]
[tense music continues]
- [groans]
- [grunts]
[man 4 screams]
[both grunting]
[man 4 grunts]
- [yelling]
- [grunts]
[man 4 whimpering]
- [music fades]
- [man 4 whimpers]
[door creaking]
[tense music playing]
- [man 5] He's not here.
- [man 6] Check by the conveyor belt.
[both grunting]
[both grunting]
[Aldon grunts]
- [gun firing]
- [man screams]
[music fades]
[panting]
[exhales]
[Donnie] Officer.
- Officer.
- [officer] Ugh, here we go.
- I am looking for my pig.
- Uh-huh.
He escaped from the CIA,
and we were being chased
by a bunch of bikers,
till one of them died
from air conditioning.
- Are you on drugs, sir?
- No.
- Just PCP.
- Oh, okay.
- Hands on the hood.
- [Donnie laughing]
[Carter] Officer,
you don't have to arrest him!
I have his pants!
Officer, you can't arrest him.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- My job says I can.
- Right.
Okay, listen, there are dangerous men
trying to kill us.
Bikers.
And if you send us to jail,
they likely have contacts in there,
and we will be killed.
Oh, okay. Your hands on the hood too.
- No, what? No.
- Come on.
- Come on. Both hands.
- This is a misunderstanding.
- I have his pants.
- Just put your hands on the hood, sir.
[exhales] Oh, thanks.
- Hey, I'm peeing a rainbow.
- Son of a bitch.
[Donnie laughing]
Give me your hands.
- Come on. Give me your hands.
- You pissy magnificent bastard.
- I'm not resisting.
- Hey!
I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!
Oh shit! I'm sorry! Holy shit, I'm sorry!
- Come on!
- Oh my God, you killed him!
- Oh my God!
- [Carter] I didn't kill him.
I didn't kill him.
Not the first one either.
Are you dead? He's not dead.
He shook his head. He's not dead.
I didn't kill the first guy either, man!
That air conditioner fell on him
because of decisions he made!
- [engine revving]
- [tires squealing]
[tense music playing]
[both grunting]
[man yells]
[both grunting]
This ain't good.
[man screaming]
[music fades]
That's nasty.
[door creaking]
[breathing heavily]
[ominous music playing]
Hamsteak? [gasps]
Hamsteak!
[exhales sharply]
No, no, no, no.
[Hamsteak snorting]
No, no, no, no!
Hamsteak.
Hamsteak.
[Hamsteak squealing]
- Precious.
- [Hamsteak squeals]
- [Aldon exhales]
- Were you looking for this?
You could've gotten out of here,
but instead, you, uh came back
looking for some pig.
[Hamsteak snorting]
Hamsteak
[Hamsteak snorts]
BLT.
[Hamsteak squealing]
[Hamsteak squealing]
Oh, come here.
- He's not some pig, he's "some pig."
- [Hamsteak snorting]
Shh.
- Oh.
- [Hamsteak squealing]
Don't look.
- Shit! Shit, shit, shit!
- [grunts]
- I do not wanna go to prison!
- Maybe you shouldn't have tased that cop.
What? I I did it for you,
you selfish piece of shit!
- [Donnie laughing]
- [officer] Radio to 175 Delta.
[Carter] 175? That's this car.
- 175, do you copy?
- [Carter] Uh, yeah.
Hi there, this is 175. Over.
175, report to meatpacking plant
at 112 Euclid.
Caucasian male, 30s, six foot,
dirty blonde hair,
cream polo, blue jacket, blue jeans.
Dirty blonde hair, cream polo?
That's gotta be Aldon!
- [sirens wailing]
- Hey, look at that!
- Whoo!
- [imitating sirens]
Okay, here we go!
I had no choice.
I should drown you in that
delicious-smelling sauce right now.
- No.
- Why'd you set me up?
It was Dante Cress.
How did Cress know I'd reached out to you?
'Cause he's Dante Cress. He knows things.
And if Cress offers you a job,
you take it if you want to keep breathing.
- Where is he?
- I don't know.
- I don't know!
- How'd you two communicate?
He sent me an email
saying that he would pay me ten million
upon proof of your death.
If I don't deliver this proof,
then Cress will kill me
and my whole family!
I'm disappointed in you, Nonna.
- Oh.
- Now show me that email.
It self-destruct after a few seconds.
- Like on TV, huh?
- That's not a thing.
Next time I'll hear from him
is when I get paid for sending proof
that you are in the ground,
or when he sends assassins for me
because you are still alive.
So either I get paid today, or I die.
That's it.
- You get paid today.
- [Hamsteak squeals]
Barry, listen up,
we need to bring in our money man.
Have no fear, Farkas is here.
What's all this business
about tracing a payment?
We need your expertise to track a wire
from Cress that he's gonna make soon.
We wanna be able to follow it
back to his actual physical location.
Impossible. Cress doesn't send money
like a normal person.
You'll never be able to backtrack it.
- Why not?
- [music fades]
Remember that game Plinko
from The Price Is Right?
Where the ball bounces down
all those pegs?
I think you mean disc, exotic woman.
- I don't think I got your name.
- Talulah.
Talulah Brunner.
Brunner. Big guys
always get the lookers, don't they?
Anyway, you get your money
into one of these slots
at the bottom of the game.
That's the bank.
Dante sends the money
from a slot at the top,
but there's not a straight line
you can follow back up.
It bounces off a million tiny pins
on the way down.
Dante sends 75 separate deposits
that add up to the amount owed.
And remember that disc?
It breaks off into five different discs.
Some are invisible, some are made
of steam, some bounce backwards.
It's a maze inside of a puzzle
inside of an escape room.
No one can tell what's going on.
No one can track
this amount of data simultaneously.
That's bullshit, and you know it.
You were able to manipulate
all those bank transfers
when you were stealing money from the CIA.
And you were able to track
and expose Tina.
Sorry about that.
My point is,
if there's anyone that can help us
figure out a way around this Plinko mess
[intriguing music playing]
it's you.
All right.
Looks like it's up to Farkas
to save the world.
[music ends]
[Nonna exhales]
You know, I have dreamed of this
so many times.
Ew.
[sirens wailing]
Local PD.
I better go explain to them
why you made me kill
all those people out there.
Come on, piggy boy.
[Hamsteak snorting]
[sirens wailing]
[compartment opens]
Oh!
Yeah! Look at me!
Put that away! Put that away!
I'm about to go bang!
- [Donnie screaming]
- [gagging] Oh shit!
- [screaming]
- I shot my ball off!
[screaming]
What the hell? Carter?
Yeah. Uh, I tased a cop.
Donnie shot a ball off.
- He has to get to the hospital.
- Yeah.
You can't be here
when the real cops show up.
I'm CIA. I should be fine, but you're not.
I don't know what the hell you did,
but it looks real fucking bad.
It's actually a lot worse than it looks.
Dump the cop car here.
I'll blame it on the guys I killed.
- What guys?
- I killed eight guys.
- My ball!
- Right.
Take one of their cars.
When you get to the hospital,
don't let 'em know this was a gunshot.
- Yeah.
- Okay, Carter, you got this.
Go! Go, go!
- Was that the pig?
- Yes.
[Luke] Barry, we have the acid.
Headed to the dam now.
[Barry] Copy that. Farkas and I
are working on finding Cress.
I love this, that you're able to put
your differences with Farkas aside
and put this mission number one.
I'm so proud of you.
You care about your team a great deal.
Oh, I love my team. They're like my kids.
Speaking of which,
do you know when Emma lands?
I don't like that whirlybird.
They had mechanical issues in Kuwait.
Oh, she's flying with a new model.
She should be on the ground very soon.
- But thanks for your concern.
- Yeah, yeah.
What?
I see what's going on.
You have an interest for my daughter.
I just want you to know,
don't waste too much time
because you have no chance.
Why do you say that?
Because you're unstable,
and, uh, you're all over the place.
You're kind of like a loose cannon.
It's the last thing she needs
right now in her life.
I just don't think
she ever would choose you.
But I could be wrong.
Yeah, you probably probably are wrong.
Then I'd just have you killed.
- [Chips laughing]
- [chuckling]
All right, you're taking the piss, eh?
How about three pisses a night?
I mean, my prostate is so large,
it's like a cantaloupe.
That's not what I meant.
It's it's an expre--
Doesn't matter. [laughing]
Do you know that I knew your father?
We actually worked together
to stop the Y2K bug.
He would be so proud of you,
to see what you're doing.
- [Chips clears throat]
- Fighting for the side of the good again.
I wish he was here to hear you say that.
[dramatic music playing]
[music fades]
[Nonna] Oh, that's such a waste
of good sauce.
Just take the picture.
- [upbeat music playing]
- [camera clicks]
Got it.
Okay, Nonna killed me.
How's it going, Farkas?
Finishing an AI algorithm now.
I'd explain it to you,
but I don't think you'd understand.
- [tense music playing]
- It should work though.
Okay, downloaded. Aldon, send the photo.
Send it to the encrypted number
Cress gave you.
[Nonna] Okay.
Sent.
Payment should come now.
Cress is always prompt.
Soon as the payment's sent,
the algorithm should trail it
back to Cress' location.
Luke, it's coming down to the wire.
Is the pickle in the pepper?
Simmer is in the sauce.
Ready to discharge the acid
into the turbine room.
Hook up the hoses and bring them
into the operations building.
We gotta hurry.
The plant's about to shut down.
Come on! Come on! Let's go. Let's do this.
[alarm blaring]
Come on. Down here.
Got the money. Nonna is rich!
We'll know where Cress is
in a matter of seconds.
- [computer beeps]
- I got a hit!
What the hell? The deposit
went into some kind of FinSec hub.
- A what hub?
- [Farkas] FinSec hub.
A financial security hub? Anyone?
It operates on the dark web.
It's like a giant digital washing machine.
I didn't think we'd run into something
like this after the Plinko board.
It's like having padlocks
on top of your deadbolts.
Yes, but what the hell is it?
Every money transfer
has a 32-digit transaction ID.
When a security hub is in play,
it takes all those transactions
and gives them a new code to clean it.
Then the new code
goes through the big Plinko machine
before getting deposited
into Nonna's account,
which means all the data we traced
back here leads us to a dead end.
Because all of the information
that could lead us to Cress' location,
like his, uh, IP address for example,
we no longer have.
So, shit!
[softly] Hey, hey.
So, what do we do now?
If we get Cress to send another deposit,
I can stop it from being scrubbed.
But only for like a split-second delay,
so that I can read the real data
before it gets sent off
and is changed permanently.
Except Cress isn't making
any more deposits.
The hoses are ready. Send in the acid.
Okay, we deal with Cress later.
Right now we have to save the grid.
Here we go.
- [Greta] Liebling!
- [guns cocking]
I can't let you do that.
Look, whatever you're thinking of doing,
it's a bad idea.
I'm thinking I don't want to blow you up
along with that tanker,
so please, step aside.
[Reed] How the hell
did she get the drop on us?
She dressed the part. You can get anywhere
with confidence and the right outfit.
Luke, you can't let her fire.
We need the acid to unclog the turbines
before time runs out.
Look, Greta, just relax.
Okay? And then you and I talk.
- All right?
- There's nothing to talk about.
You shoot me or my team,
and our fingers twitch,
and it's bye-bye tanker.
[helicopter hovering]
There's no way you're saving this dam.
Friends of yours?
[epic music playing]
Drop your weapons.
Roo, Emma, stand down.
Chips, you too.
- I can take her.
- Emma, don't do it.
[music fades]
I love her.
[mellow music playing]
Did he just drop the L bomb?
[Tally inhales sharply]
[music fades]
If you really wanna get back at him,
you can look me up
in the employee directory,
Marcus A. Farkas.
All of the feelings that I had for you,
they came back.
Are you shitting me?
I tried to fight it, but I just can't.
Chips told me how you felt.
I feel the same way.
I've always known
we were meant to be together.
And I always knew you that were better
than the people you work for.
Greta, you're a wonderful person.
You would never harm any innocent people.
So let's just stop all this madness,
and you and I go off together.
Boss, I will cut off your dick-stick.
I need to see this through.
You know how Cress operates.
He already paid half the money up front.
So either I shut down the grid,
or he'll kill me, or worse.
I need you to move. Now.
I don't want to have to shoot you.
I love you too.
[Reed] This is such bullshit.
- Emma, take the shot.
- [Emma] What about the finger twitch?
She's in love with him.
She won't pull any triggers. Do it.
Wait. Farkas, you said
if Cress makes another payment,
we could track his location.
Can the Green Lantern
recharge his power ring using his lantern?
None of us know that,
because we've all had sex.
[Luke] Now hear me out, Greta.
We turn off the power, then Cress
will make another payment to you.
And then Farkas can track his payment,
which will lead us directly to Cress.
Then we can turn the power back on again.
Cress will know that I betrayed him.
I'll be signing my death warrant.
- Not if we get to Cress first.
- [Farkas] Cress uses offshore accounts.
The power's only going out in the US,
so his bank won't be affected.
Even if he's in the U.S.,
he can use a sat phone.
- What about right here?
- The CIA has backup generators.
Look, this is a win-win for you.
Cress will be under arrest,
therefore he cannot harm you anymore,
and you get the money.
And then we can run away together?
Wherever we want to go.
[Greta] We'll alI lower our guns on three?
Are you all insane?
No, we're not putting
the US power grid down for even a second
just so Hansel and Gretel can live
on a Bora Bora beach house.
Luke Brunner, you are relieved of command.
Emma Brunner, you are CEO.
Now pull the damn trigger,
or kiss Unit 9 goodbye.
My daughter would never
listen to you over me.
Oh yeah? Well, she says she believes
your judgment is compromised.
Emma?
[Reed] Your decision-making is affected
'cause of your feelings for Greta.
She also asked
to be put in charge of the team.
Schatzel, did you turn me in?
Can you blame me?
No.
- But you must trust me in this.
- [Reed] Don't listen to him.
Sweetheart, look me in the eyes.
You know your father
would never do anything to hurt you.
Emma, this is your chance
to leave your dad's shadow.
- Am I really in command?
- [Reed] Damn right you are.
All right.
[breathing heavily]
Then as CO
we're backing my dad.
Son of a bitch!
[Tally inhales, exhales]
This better work.
You're out of your mind if you think
we're getting on Cress' shit list.
Oh shut up.
You know, this is a little bit awkward,
but I haven't been paid
my last paycheck for the last week.
- [alarm blaring]
- [dramatic music playing]
- [computer beeping]
- That was the last one.
Acid worked, sludge dissolved.
All turbines back online.
So I guess all that's left to do
is to turn them off.
Right there.
All right. Are we ready, team?
Autobots ready to roll out?
- Goonies never say die.
- [Greta] Do I actually need this thing?
I don't understand a word they're saying,
but somehow I know it's lame.
Well, sadly, you get used to it.
All right, we shut down the power. Now!
- Don't look at me.
- [scoffs] I'm not doing it.
What? This thing?
[machines power down]
[Barry] Every city in America is going
darker than a Frank Miller graphic novel.
Jenga.
[music builds, ends]
Huh. Fits good.
Hey, baby.
[kissing]
[Aldon] That better have been Hamsteak.
[Nonna] It wasn't.
[man on TV] I've got a great job this week
of announcing the Star Baker.
And this week's Star Baker is
[TV powers down]
All bets stand
until the power comes back on.
Mrs. Turtletaub,
if you look up the winner,
- I'm gonna fuck you up.
- [dramatic music playing]
Shouldn't I be out for this?
Well, we're still flushing PCP
out of your system, so we've gone local.
But relax, you're in safe hands.
Scalpel.
Okay.
- [blood splatters]
- Whoops.
- [phone chimes]
- I just got the payment.
[tense music playing]
[Farkas] AI algorithm is running.
There it is.
A $250 million transaction.
Pulling the transaction data
and just got the IP address.
- And sending it to Barry.
- Got it.
Running a trace
on the IP address. Yahtzee!
Cress made a payment from a location
on Killermont Street in Port Jarvis.
- That's pretty far from us.
- [Aldon] But not from me.
- Nonna, gotta go. Bye.
- [Hamsteak snorting]
Okay.
Backup's on the way, Aldon.
What? Farkas, what?
There's something about that town.
Port Jarvis. Sounds familiar.
Tina. When OTS dumped her phone,
it showed that Tina
had visited Port Jarvis.
Sir, I know you're not on board
with all of this,
but you have to authorize having Tina
transferred so we can question her.
She's a captured spy
being held under the Espionage Act.
I'm not pulling her out
without an okay from Langley.
- There's no time for that!
- Then she'll stay where she is.
Well, then I'll just get her down here
on some medical pretense.
- I'll be right back.
- You'll find her in the infirmary.
- What?
- I put her there.
So, Emma, I I don't want things
to be awkward between us.
- I may be your new stepmom someday.
- Oh God, kill me now.
Power's back on.
- [Chips] Ah.
- [Roo exhales]
Finally, I can unclench.
You know, it's funny,
us Brits actually pronounce it "unclench."
[Barry] Uh, Luke? Bit of a problem.
The grid's back up, but the DEFCON scale
dropped down to level one.
- What the hell for?
- [computer beeps]
Every nuke in the USA has been shifted
into ready-launch position.
World War III is about to jump off.
[music ends]
[closing theme playing]
[closing theme ends]