Peacemaker (2022) s02e08 Episode Script

1
("SOMEONE SPECIAL"
BY HARDCORE SUPERSTAR PLAYING) ♪
EMILIA HARCOURT: Well, maybe,
but Ads could have figured
a way around it
other than outing Waller on TV.
PEACEMAKER: She's just trying to help.
HARCOURT: I know.
PEACEMAKER: What
what are you doing?
HARCOURT: Making art. (SIGHS)
Ooh. You know,
you never really struck me
as the artistic type.
Well, I've never been until now,
but, you know.
- Okay, what is it?
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
It is your face.
(CHUCKLES) It's a box with two dots.
But your face is a box
with two dots. (CHUCKLES)
(SCOFFS) Stupid.
Hey, you know this song?
You think I know this song, Chris?
(SCOFFS) Yeah, sorry, I forgot.
You were too busy assembling
automatic weapons
- behind your back
- (CHUCKLES)
while normal people
were listening to the radio.
Well, in 1999,
the song "Someone Special"
came out from the Swedish band
Hardcore Superstar.
Revolutionized the new sleaze
rock movement.
- New sleaze rock?
- Yeah.
It's what Mozart would be playing
- if he was still alive today.
- Sure.
PEACEMAKER: Maybe you ♪
- Want it too ♪
- HARCOURT: Oh my God.
- PEACEMAKER: Maybe you ♪
- Oh my God! Oh my God!
'Cause I don't want To be the one ♪
To send you away ♪
Someday you're gonna
Be someone special ♪
- Ow, ow ♪
- Oh my God.
- PEACEMAKER: All the places we've been ♪
- (CHUCKLING) Stop.
- All the places we've seen ♪
- (HARCOURT GROANS)
Why are you so embarrassed
about being someone special, Harcourt?
I am no one special, okay?
- Believe me.
- I think you are.
Shut up, Chris.
For real.
I don't want
to be anyone special, okay?
I just I want my job back,
and Ads fucked that up.
And you're definitely special 'cause,
you know, you have a box head.
(CHUCKLES)
(SNORTS) Brutal!
SERVER: Here's your drinks, folks.
PEACEMAKER:
Oh, Maeve, thank you so much.
- HARCOURT: What are you doing?
- What do you mean?
I don't want to keep bothering Maeve.
HARCOURT: Oh, Jesus. (CHUCKLES)
- Yeah, right?
- (LAUGHS)
Let's dance.
(CHUCKLES)
- (GROANS)
- To Maeve! Right on!
(SONG BECOMES LOUDER) ♪
Someday you're gonna be
Someone special, ow, ow ♪
All the places we’ve been ♪
And all the places We’ve seen ♪
- PEACEMAKER: All right.
- All right.
- Here we go. Down the hatch.
- (EMILIA AND MAEVE CHEER)
- To Maeve!
- Hey!
- Bring it in. Group hug.
- (OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
Group hug. Group hug. Group hug.
- (CHUCKLES, SNORTS)
- (SONG FADES) ♪
Goddamn. Hey, baby. Shit. Mm.
- What was that, Yosemite Sam?
- All right, geez.
I was just giving you a compliment.
Hey, fuck you,
you fucking freckly fuck!
Hey, my mama taught me to be
proud of my freckles, okay?
- Girl.
- Yeah, well, your mother's a fucking whore!
- What the fuck did you say?
- Hey, hey, hey, yo, yo. It's cool. It's cool.
All right? It's cool. All right?
Yeah, we we we're cool. I
Look, I'm sorry, bro. I didn't
mean anything by it. I just
Good. Just keep your mouth shut
and get inside, okay, bro?
Ye ye yes, sir.
Have a wonderful night.
What, you think
you're fucking protecting me?
No, I'm protecting him.
Come on.
We're having a good night, right?
Look at the moon. Look at the stars.
You're gonna give
all this shit up to go
beat up some fucking loser?
Whose mom, might I add,
taught him to be proud
of his freckles.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, that was, uh
Very strange.
- HARCOURT: Yeah.
- It's not right.
- Okay.
- PEACEMAKER: Okay?
Yeah, okay.
- Okay. Jesus! (CHUCKLES)
- (EXHALES SHARPLY)
Holy shit.
I feel like we just witnessed
a miracle.
- Yeah. Well, don't get used to it.
- (SCOFFS)
- (HARCOURT SIGHS)
- (MELLOW GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CHUCKLES) I'm just saying,
you could be nicer to him.
- Me?
- Yeah.
- Are you nice to him?
- No.
I But, you know, Adrian
doesn't give a fuck about me.
His whole world revolves around you.
That's weird.
Yeah, it's weird. (CHUCKLES)
But Look,
I'm probably only saying this
because I'm buzzed,
but it's also a little sweet.
- Is he in love with you?
- No.
His older brother just really wasn't
good to him, you know?
He's trying to fit in.
Oh.
(GROANS)
- (BLOWS RASPBERRY)
- What?
I just hate admitting you were right.
God, I'm glad we came.
I can't believe
I've never been down here.
Yeah. It's the best place
in Evergreen.
- Oh, shit.
- What? What?
- Oh my God.
- What?
- Harcourt, we have to go.
- Oh, come on.
- You're kidding me. Really?
- No, no, no, please.
- No.
- Please, please.
They're the most underrated ever.
- No! No.
- Check it out.
- No!
- Just for a second.
- No, I hate boats!
- We'll stay for a few songs.
- Come on!
- HARCOURT: No!
(“OH LORD” BY FOXY SHAZAM PLAYING) ♪
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 ♪
The 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 fucking years ♪
Oh, oh Lord, oh Lord ♪
Keep on keeping 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 ♪
(SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
- (PIGEON COOING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER PA)
(KEYS JINGLING)
List of people here who want to visit.
You good with everyone?
(PIGEON CONTINUES COOING)
No, I don't want to see anyone.
Why?
The reason's important
to you, Durwitz?
Well, it's just unusual for prisoners
to deny visitors, that's all.
Maybe because
I'm the angel of fucking death.
- Okay? Maybe that's it.
- Uh-huh.
You're the angel of death?
Okay.
Hey, we got the, uh,
freakin' death angel here, huh?
- (CHUCKLES)
- (CELL DOOR SLAMS CLOSED)
(SIGHS)
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
AGENT 1: (OVER COMM) Door 28, locked.
AGENT 2: Door four, locked.
AGENT 3: Supply rack
with various weapons.
Photographing now.
LANGSTON FLEURY: This is some crazy,
magical shit.
Yep.
KLINE: What does Flag want us
to find in here?
FLEURY: Don't know. He won't say.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (SHOWER HISSING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
- (MUSIC FADES) ♪
- Everything stable, Hap?
- (MONITORS WHIRRING, BEEPING)
Seems to be.
This tech is so far beyond anything
we know terrestrially.
- It's bananas.
- Yeah.
We're going to find
what we need in there.
I really believe it.
And then everything we talked about
is gonna come to fruition.
What's your status, Economos?
JOHN ECONOMOS:
There's no fucking status.
Even this close,
as soon as they walk
through that doorway,
voice contact's gone
and their GPS trackers
pop out of range.
Seems kind of fucking
reckless, actually.
RICK FLAG SENIOR: You know, your
attitude's a little fucking reckless.
Your boyfriend's a dickhead.
He's not my boyfriend.
He's not your boyfriend? (CHUCKLES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(MUSIC SWELLING) ♪
- (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- Door 21 is locked!
Now, this stripper is not
exactly a looker,
you know what I'm saying, blondie?
On a scale of one to ten,
she's a fucking
scared cat emoji. (CHUCKLES)
But fucking Kewpie, he don't care.
He's drunk as fuck.
Dude, will you shut
the fuck up about this?
He's sitting on the edge of the stage,
just staring at this
fuckin' Mothra, like,
with these big Pepé Le Pew
heart-shaped eyes
popping out of his skull. (CHUCKLES)
Dude, you know they record
this shit, right?
Well, that's great, man.
You know, blondie can enjoy it now,
and who's ever listening
can enjoy it later.
HR will love it.
And the stripper sees this, right?
'Cause she is trained in the art
of seeing easy money.
And she start crawling
all the way across
the stage to Kewpie.
And then she grabs his face,
and she puts it right
between those big,
ginormous fucking titties
of hers. (CHUCKLES)
- He starts
- (MUTTERS INDISTINCTLY)
he starts motorboating those bitches.
(IMITATES MOTORBOAT)
Harcourt, will you tell him
to shut the fuck up about this?
Stupidly, now I need to know
where this is going.
God.
And so, he starts moaning,
just going (MOANS)
And I'm thinking,
"Did he just jizz in his pants?"
He just got quiet.
And then, all of a sudden,
he just goes
(GRUNTS, WRETCHES)
and he hurls
all over Mothra's titties.
- All over the stage
- (HARCOURT SIGHS)
- all over the dollar bills.
- I changed my mind.
I want to go back
in time and not hear it.
Dude, you're a dick
for having to tell
everyone that story.
- Yeah, he's the dick, Kline.
- (LAUGHS)
You threw up on a stripper.
Somebody fucking roofied me
or something!
(HARCOURT CHUCKLES)
- Team three, door 22.
- (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
- (MONITORS BEEPING)
- OTIS BERG: General?
Lex's notes on what
you all found yesterday.
Great, great. Thanks, Otis.
- Everything good?
- Everything's good.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
Oh, shit.
- Door 22, unlocked!
- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
AGENT: Door 22 is unlocked!
Fuck, yes!
(MUSIC SWELLING) ♪
We're heading into door 22.
Hold off on the other doors.
(INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
(BREATHING DEEPLY)
FLEURY: Temperature is
49 degrees Fahrenheit.
Seventy-nine percent humidity.
Gravity is commensurate with Earth.
(HIGH-PITCH CHITTERING, GIGGLING)
What the fuck?
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(HIGH-PITCH CHITTERING INTENSIFYING)
(MUSIC STOPS) ♪
- (SHRIEKS)
- (KLINE GRUNTS)
(ALL YELL)
- HARCOURT: Retreat!
- (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(ROARS)
- (IMP GRUNTS)
- (KLINE GROANS)
(IMPS EXCLAIMING, GIGGLING)
(KLINE SCREAMING)
(SCREAMS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFYING) ♪
Pull! Titties, pull!
(YELLING) Pull!
(MUFFLED) Pull! Pull! Fucking pull!
(IMPS GIGGLING, CHITTERING)
(GIGGLES)
(SCREAMS)
(AGENTS GRUNT)
(IMPS LAUGHING)
- (IMPS CHITTERING)
- ANGLER: Go! Go, go, go!
(AGENTS GRUNT)
- (GRUNTS, YELLS)
- (IMPS SCREECHING)
- (GROANS)
- IMP: Whoo-hoo!
- (GASPS, EXCLAIMS)
- (IMP GRUNTING)
- Are you fucking kidding me?
- (IMP CONTINUES GRUNTING)
ANGLER: (GRUNTS) Get it open!
(IMPS SHRIEKING, GIGGLING)
- (GASPS)
- (SHIMMERS)
- (IMP MUNCHES)
- (IMP EXCLAIMS, SHIMMERS)
- (IMPS GIGGLING, EXCLAIMING)
- (SHIMMERS)
- (GASPS, PANTS)
- (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(SCREAMS)
- (KLINE PANTS, YELLS)
- (IMPS SHRIEKING, GIGGLING)
Fleury! (GROANS)
(YELLS)
(IMPS GIGGLING)
- (SCREAMS)
- (MUSIC INTENSIFYING) ♪
- (KLINE CONTINUES SCREAMING)
- (HARCOURT GRUNTS)
(IMPS GIGGLING, SHRIEKING)
(HARCOURT GRUNTS)
- (GRUNTS)
- (KLINE SCREAMS)
Come on! Come on!
- FLEURY: Go, go, go!
- (HARCOURT YELLS)
- (IMPS CHITTERING, GIGGLING)
- (KLINE SCREAMING)
- (IMPS SHRIEKING)
- (INDISTINCT CLAMOR)
- (GRUNTS)
- (IMP SQUEAKING)
(AGENTS GRUNTING)
(WAILS)
- (IMP GIGGLING)
- (GRUNTS)
- (SCREAMS, YELLS)
- (SHIMMERS)
- (BREATHES SHAKILY)
- (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
(GURGLING SOFTLY)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(LOUDLY) Fuck!
(MUSIC SWELLING) ♪
(EXHALES SHAKILY)
Fucking shit, fuck! What the fuck?
- What happened?
- He's fucking dead.
Kline, his face got eaten off
by nightmare shit.
(INAUDIBLE)
What are you sending us into?
(MUSIC FADES) ♪
Well, I thought we were doing
this to prevent
some kind of Metropolis rift,
but now I'm scared
we're actually
gonna fucking create it.
I mean, we are blindly
going into these universes
with technologies and physics
that are mind-bogglingly
different than our own.
And fucking Flag,
he's running everything
past his new BFF,
Lex Luthor, of all people.
- Did you know that?
- HARCOURT: Yeah.
I mean, half the people
fucking working with us
- worked for Luthor.
- HARCOURT: I know.
That creep, Happersen,
and then that McCoy chick,
- and fucking even Otis.
- Otis seems all right.
ECONOMOS: (SIGHS) I don't know.
I mean, do we even know
what we're looking for?
They told us a million times, John.
Someplace safe to breathe
with a food and water supply.
- ECONOMOS: Yeah.
- Someplace uninhabited.
Yeah, I know that, but for what?
I don't know.
Something that's worth it
to the U.S. government
because it has to be costing them
tens of millions of dollars.
Flag's able to okay a budget that big?
Not without approval
from the Secretary of Defense.
Yeah, so I don't know what it's for.
Environmental reasons, I guess.
Resources, new ground
for overpopulation.
What?
When has anything we've ever done
actually been for the good
of the people?
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(HARCOURT EXHALES DEEPLY)
Oh, dude.
Here he is.
He's been depressed
since Peacemaker went to jail.
He keeps hiding.
Chris hasn't let you
visit him yet, has he?
No. You?
I'm afraid seeing
his brother almost killed
in front of him again, like,
fucked him up on an elemental level.
Where the fuck are you going now?
I'm gonna get some lunch meat
to try and lure Eagly out of there.
All that processed food can't be
good for him, John.
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
Adrian, honey? Are you in there?
VIGILANTE: Jesus Christ, Mom!
Get off my nuts!
I thought I told you
I needed some fucking privacy.
Yes, dear, but your friend is here.
VIGILANTE: My friend?
What kind of fucking friend, Mom?
- Uh, Lee is her name.
- VIGILANTE: Lee?
(DOOR LOCKS CLICKING)
Jesus, Mom,
we call her "Ads" or "Adebayo."
Why can't you get the most
simplest shit right?
Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, Ads.
Um. It's okay. You can call me Lee.
My wife calls me Lee.
Well, I guess if you guys
give each other cunnilingus,
then you can call her Lee.
(SIGHS) Great, now I have
you guys eating
each other's pussies in my head.
Oh, Adrian, you're really mean
to your mom, dude.
(SCOFFS) Good.
- (GAME CONSOLE CHIMES)
- You okay?
Yeah, just getting really far
in Princess Peach: Showtime!
And it's not easy
just because it's about a girl.
Yeah, well, could you put it down
for a second so we can talk?
- (GAME CONSOLE CHIMES)
- (EXHALES DEEPLY)
Okay, fine.
We gotta help Chris.
He's fucking broken.
Peacemaker doesn't break, Ads.
This is all part of some larger plan,
I'm sure, so don't
Don't say that, okay?
Okay, but we need
to bail him out of prison.
He's got a court date in three months,
and he needs a lawyer.
He's already got a lawyer.
His name is Jeff, and he smells
like peppermint schnapps,
- and baby powder, and burps.
- Jeff is a public defender,
and I think he has some private demons
that he needs to be dealing with.
Adrian, we need the money down here
to hire a capable lawyer.
This is blood money, Ads.
This is blood money.
It comes from drug dealers
and gangsters and human traffickers.
It was blood money.
But now, it's just money.
And it's just sitting here.
Blood money will put a curse
upon all of us and our descendants.
No, it won't.
Look, if you want
to help Peacemaker get out,
- you should do a prison break.
- We're not doing a prison break.
Okay, well, then you threaten
the judge's family.
What part of you
thinks you're one
of the good guys, Adrian?
- All parts of me.
- We're not doing threatening
Okay, so then it's back to breakout.
- That's the one I wanted to do anyway, so
- (GROANS) No, fuck.
(GROANS)
(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Adrian (SIGHS)you know,
I guess I'm just really disappointed.
Why?
I guess I'm just
better friends with Chris
- than you, that's all.
- What?
- Mm.
- VIGILANTE: No fucking way.
That's crazy.
Yeah, that's what
I would have thought,
but I'm willing to possibly
take on a blood curse
to help Chris, and you're just not.
Oh! (LAUGHS MOCKINGLY)
Oh, that's hilarious.
That Oh, I'm tickled.
I would totally take
on a blood curse for him.
I would just rather
kill the judge's family.
Well, I've just overestimated
the depth of your friendship,
I guess. (TUTS)
Adrian, take something bad
and make something good out of it.
Fine.
Hey, while we're doing this,
why don't you at least quiz me
- on manta rays?
- No!
"Manta" means "blanket" in Spanish.
- I don't care about manta rays.
- VIGILANTE: That's just stupid.
They're beautiful and innocent
underwater miracles.
They're mostly flat.
You know what else is a miracle?
Your mother, and you need
to treat her better.
- Fuck her.
- Really?
DURWITZ: Hey, Angel of Death,
you're free to go.
- What? How?
- You made bail.
Who paid?
Uh
Uh, Leota Ab Aba
Databa Babadayo.
Well, I don't want to fucking go.
Just give her the money back.
That's not how it works.
What do you think,
this is a Holiday Inn?
Get out of here.
- (DISTANT CHATTER)
- (BROODING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- Giant worm.
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(CHUCKLES) Dude!
I'm just here to get Eagly, John.
I gotta go. I'm leaving town.
- So, you just let him go?
- What was I gonna do?
- Tackle him?
- Yeah, of course, dude.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I went by his house.
It was cleared out. He wasn't there.
I went by the retro video arcade,
- he wasn't there either.
- He hangs out at a video arcade?
No, I wanted to play Frogger.
Dude, what is your damage today?
LEOTA ADEBAYO: So, he's on the run?
Can't you track him
with that chip in his head?
John and I have had our clearance
with anything
Peacemaker-related rescinded,
so no.
Where the fuck could he be?
I'm late for work.
Don't eat all my food, Adrian.
(“FUCKING MY HEAR
IN THE ASS” BY STEEL PANTHER) ♪
(GROWLS)
The heart is cool ♪
It's a magnificent machine ♪
(ALL EXCLAIM)
- (SCREAMS)
- And it don't have a brain ♪
But it thinks
That you're being too mean ♪
And it don't have legs ♪
- Which is sad ♪
- (GRUNTS)
'Cause it can't run away ♪
When you treat it bad ♪
And if the damn thing Had a mouth ♪
I'm sure it would say ♪
Oh yeah
That you gotta stop fucking ♪
Gotta stop fucking
Gotta stop fucking ♪
Fucking my heart In the ass ♪
(SNIFFS)
(YELLS)
(YELLS) Let's go!
It’s you, baby! It’s all you!
Fucking my heart ♪
(SCREAMS)
You can kick me ♪
(SHRIEKS)
(ZOMBIES SCREECHING)
You can bite like a bitch ♪
(AGENT SCREAMS)
(ZOMBIE GROWLS)
(SCREAMS, SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
It would be a cinch ♪
- (GRUNTS)
- When compared to the pain ♪
Of the emotional boner ♪
You shoved In my heart's ass today ♪
- (GROWLS)
- (GUNSHOT)
Girl you never stop fucking
Never stop fucking ♪
Never stop fucking
Fucking my heart in the ass ♪
Won't you please stop ♪
- (PORTAL DOOR OPENS)
- Fucking my heart in the ass ♪
Oh yeah ♪
Won't you please stop
Fucking my heart ♪
Fucking my heart Fucking my heart ♪
- (ALL LAUGHING)
- In the ass ♪
- (AGENT WAILING)
- Fucking my heart Fucking my heart ♪
- (SOBBING) No!
- Fucking my heart in the ass ♪
Oh yeah! ♪
(UP-TEMPO GUITAR SOLO PLAYS) ♪
Yeah!
Hold on. We need help!
(GRUNTS, RETCHES)
(ALL LAUGH)
(GASPING, WRETCHING)
What the fuck?
(ALL LAUGH)
Baby can't you see ♪
This is starting
To look like an epic fail ♪
My heart's ass
Is starting to feel like ♪
- (MONITOR BEEPING)
- It spent a week in jail ♪
'Cause you're fucking my heart
Fucking my heart ♪
Fucking my heart in the ass ♪
'Cause you're fucking my heart
Fucking my heart ♪
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Fucking my heart in the ass ♪
'Cause you're fucking my heart
Fucking my heart ♪
Fucking my heart in the ass
'Cause you're fucking my ♪
Oh, this is good.
Oh, this is it. This is it. We got it.
Got what exactly, General?
Sorry, I mean Rick.
- What?
- (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
You wanted me
to call you Rick, not General.
Yeah, right. Right.
What's it for?
This is great work, Emilia.
Really great work.
We'll take it from here.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
FLAG: We got it. We got it.
This is what we need.
- SYDNEY HAPPERSEN: Ooh.
- AGENT: It's better than we thought.
Look through this.
That's exactly what we want.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
We call the planet Salvation.
And while Bordeaux here
and her team found the location,
Otis here and his team
discovered a way
to contract the journey
so we can move directly
from our doorway to the doorway
in the new planet
without ever going through QUC.
So, on on Salvation, that's
that's where we build the prison?
No, no, Mr. Secretary.
Salvation is the prison.
We could move the doorway
every time we come in and out.
The prisoners never know
where we're coming from.
And nobody could ever come back.
And we're talking
just metahumans, right?
FLAG: Yeah, most likely.
I haven't outlined all the parameters.
I'm still dealing with it
from a a legal standpoint.
Okay, so I'm looking at a planet
with a lot of natural resources,
moderate temperatures,
seas, lakes.
This doesn't exactly sound
like a punishment.
I don't care about punishment,
Mr. Secretary.
I don't. What I care about is
removing dangerous individuals
from our fucking planet forever.
Keeping American people safe.
Arkham and Belle Reve.
They're not capable
of holding individuals
who have extraordinary
abilities. They're not.
Every single month, someone escapes.
No one
No one
will escape Salvation. I promise.
STEPHEN MORI: I gotta say, Rick, uh,
you've come a long way
from lambasting Luthor
in this room a month ago
to now being the one
to proactively implement his plans.
I do not like the guy,
but he is the smartest man
in the world.
Why not use his brain
to make our world a better place?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Well, this is quite a plan.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- OTIS: That was good stuff.
- FLAG: Whoo!
You fucking crushed it in there, man.
- You’re my goddamn hero.
- Good stuff. Good stuff.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You coming to dinner?
No.
I think I'm gonna call it
an early night.
Okay.
Well, I'll see you
later then, maybe, yeah?
Maybe.
HAPPERSEN: Come on, man,
we gotta go celebrate.
This is a fucking great day.
FLAG: Salvation. It's a game-changer.
(MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
(HISSES)
(KEYS JANGLING)
(CELLPHONE RINGING)
(SIGHS)
What?
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(ROCK BALLAD
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS) ♪
What happened to you?
Nothing. (SIGHS)
Well, get something to eat
if you're hungry.
- I hear this place is good.
- Yeah, it's good.
- Oh, you've been here?
- Once.
You find Smith?
Okay, listen. I know we didn't
start off on the right foot.
Uh-huh.
But I've seen you out In the field,
and I really
- respect your work.
- Okay. And?
It's a fucking prison.
- What?
- That's what the planet is for.
Rick plans on sending
metahuman prisoners there,
someplace they can't
get back from. Forever.
What?
John tried to tell me
it wasn't for resources.
No.
It's Everyone, our friends
died for a fucking prison.
You're a metahuman, right?
Yeah, but that's not
what this is about.
You could be court-martialed
for telling me this, Bordeaux.
(SIGHS)
Well, what are we gonna do?
It wasn't our choice.
Yeah, but they used us.
They used Peacemaker.
So did we!
And I'm starting to think that maybe
I shouldn't be spending my life
serving this broken system anymore.
(SIGHS)
This is what we do.
Try living without it
for two years like I did,
you find that out.
What else are you gonna do?
Something that's not this.
(SIGHS)
I'm just
I'm thinking.
What?
(STRIPPED BACK
RENDITION OF “WE’RE NO
GONNA TAKE IT" (BY
TWISTED SISTER PLAYING) ♪
I think you should meet
a friend of mine.
She has ideas.
We've got the right To choose it ♪
There ain't no way We'll lose it ♪
This is our life This is our song ♪
Adebayo, this is Sasha Bordeaux.
We'll fight the powers
That be, just ♪
Don't pick Our destiny 'cause ♪
You don't know us ♪
You don't belong ♪
(INAUDIBLE)
We're not gonna take it ♪
No, we ain't gonna take it ♪
We're not gonna Take it anymore ♪
(SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
(GUITAR RIFF PLAYING) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHEERING)
(FANS CHEER, APPLAUD)
What a beautiful night
for a rock and roll show, huh?
MATTHEW NELSON: We're
gonna do a song off our 2010 album,
- Lightning Strikes Twice
- (FANS CHEERING)
called "To Get Back to You."
- (FANS CHEERING)
- Fucking classic. Yes!
("TO GET BACK TO YOU"
BY NELSON PLAYING) ♪
(FAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
Lost and alone ♪
Yet nobody knows ♪
My magazine smile's
Kept prying eyes at bay ♪
For days then for years
I've shrugged off ♪
Yeah.
- GUNNAR NELSON: All the tears I'd tasted ♪
- Pretty good. (CHUCKLES)
I brought down the house
A star in this masquerade ♪
I can't find peace of mind ♪
- Till you're back ♪
- (FANS SINGING ALONG) ♪
GUNNAR: Back in my arms again ♪
I look for your face
Inside every crowd ♪
I call out your name
Just to feel you around ♪
The perfume you wear
Is there on my clothes ♪
I hang on each word
You send me from home ♪
It's your love That gives me wings ♪
And wind to fly To endless days ♪
And sleepless nights ♪
So I do what I do
To get back to you ♪
Ooh, ooh ♪
(FANS CHEERING)
- GUNNAR: I need time -
BACKING VOCALISTS: Just need time ♪
GUNNAR: To rewind ♪
And reminisce
'Till I can come home to you ♪
I look for your face
Inside every crowd ♪
I call out your name
Just to feel you around ♪
The perfume you wear
It’s there on my clothes ♪
I hang on each word
You send me from home ♪
I gotta go.
GUNNAR: And wind to fly
Through endless days ♪
- And sleepless nights ♪
- Yeah!
GUNNAR: So I do what I do ♪
To get back to you ♪
(DRAMATIC GUITAR SOLO PLAYS) ♪
(SONG QUIETENS) ♪
(MUFFLED CHATTER)
Hey, Sasha.
Do you have Peacemaker clearance?
(SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
(DOGs BREATHING HEAVILY)
LEOTA: Yes, little one.
I miss you. I love you so much.
Yes, I do. You beautiful doggy, you.
Yes. (COOING AND BABBLING)
You wanted to talk?
(SIGHS) Yeah.
So?
So
I know you know
that my consulting firm
hasn't exactly been
setting the world on fire.
- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
- Right.
And I have something new brewing.
It's a ground effort.
And I think we might have got
the finances to back it up.
A business?
Kind of.
Still in the spy arena?
Yeah.
Lee, if you think getting a paycheck
is going to convince me
to take you back,
- I'm not
- I don't.
I'm not here for that.
I'm here to tell you that
I understand
everything.
I'm here to just let you go.
We had a plan.
I had agreed to work
for my mother temporarily
so that we could make some extra cash,
and we could start
a business that was ours.
A pet store, Lee,
that sold healthy food,
not being James Bond.
I know. I know!
But sometimes, things take a turn.
Sometimes, you find something
true about yourself,
that leads you to someplace
you didn't even know
you were gonna go.
And I've learned
a relationship isn't just
about how much you love somebody,
but it's about building
a life together
where both partners can be happy.
Where your lives, they
they make each other stronger
and and you burn brighter
because of it.
And I know
if I have the life that I want
- it will kill you.
- (EMOTIONAL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
LEOTA: And I've denied that,
like an idiot.
And if you have the life
that you want
I'm gonna feel trapped.
So, it tears me apart to my bones,
and I will love you
for the rest of my days, Key,
but I know we ain't for each other.
I know that too, Lee. (SNIFFLES)
(SNIFFLES)
(SOFTLY) Fuck.
- (SOBS)
- (SIGHS DEEPLY)
(SOBS)
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Distract him.
He can see everything
I do on his monitor.
- Hey hey, Hap. What's up?
- (KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
What?
Did you watch
the Prawns game last night?
- There was no game last night.
- Fuck you, man.
I didn't ask you, did I?
I asked Happerson.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Did you watch the game?
Uh, you think
Happerson watches football?
If he doesn't, he should have
started last night,
'cause it was a good game.
It didn't happen, dumb fuck.
Wonder why nobody likes you.
ECONOMOS: Plenty of people like me,
and it doesn't even matter
if they don't,
'cause God and Jesus
and the Holy
Ghost like me.
They like all of you,
including you, you dumb cunt.
(WHISPERS) What the fuck
am I supposed to do?
- I'm choking.
- I don't know, man.
Tell a joke or something.
(MONITORS BEEPING)
ECONOMOS: Did you guys hear
about the lobster
that went into a bar and
the bartender was like,
"What the fuck?"
'Cause the (HESITATES)
they don't belong in bars,
they belong in the sea.
(HESITATES) But they can live
a long They live long
like tortoises. Pe
They they're supposed
to be immortal
but they die because their shells
stop growing?
That's not a joke, that's just a fact.
They they get crushed
by their own
exoskeletons.
(WHISPERS) What the fuck?
(WHISPERS) You are the worst
in the world at black ops.
Did I ever say I wasn't?
You could be doing this.
(MONITOR BEEPING FAINTLY)
Peacemaker's at a motel
on the south side.
I'll call Ads.
- (HEAVY ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (CAR ENGINE REVVING)
(CAR HORN BLARING)
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
Hey, Chris!
Oh, fuck. Sorry, Ads. I gotta go.
HARCOURT: Chris, come on!
PEACEMAKER: Oh, fuck!
Dude, please, why are you leaving?
Everybody stop, okay?
I'm leaving town.
- There's nothing you can
- (VIGILANTE GRUNTS)
- LEOTA: Hey, Adrian!
- What the fuck?
LEOTA: What are you doing?
HARCOURT: Adrian, fuck, what the fuck?
- (TASER CRACKLES)
- (GROANS)
- Stop, Adrian, stop!
- (GROANS)
VIGILANTE: Got him!
LEOTA: What are you doing, man?
PEACEMAKER: I'm not doing anything.
You guys are forcing me to be here.
We have all tried
every day to see you,
and this is how we have to do it?
(SOFTLY) Oh. Just let it go.
LEOTA: We're not letting it go, Chris.
We're not letting it go.
You're one of us.
The 11th Street Kids.
You told us yourself
on Em's roof no one
will ever break us apart.
I was wrong.
I should have never
included myself in that.
- What?
- Dude, we're just trying
to figure out what's going on
because you're being weird.
Why didn't you want
to get out of prison?
Would you guys just look
at the big picture?
We're trying to figure
that out, Chris.
- Seriously?
- Yeah.
I'm fucking cursed.
- What?
- Look at me.
We are looking at you.
No, you're not looking
at the big fucking picture,
okay? All right?
And I'm not being stupid.
Look, we've all learned
that there's, like,
magic out there, right?
That over the years,
haven't we just learned
that there's shit
that can't be explained?
- LEOTA: Okay.
- Yeah, well, I'm fucking cursed!
You're not cursed, dude.
Ads, my brother was my best friend.
I killed him when I was eight.
All right?
I befriended Rick Flag Junior.
I fucking killed him, too.
I killed my own fucking father.
(INHALES SHARPLY) I get to go
to an alternative dimension
and what's the first thing I do?
I kill my fucking self!
And then I find my father
and my brother alive.
Glory be, I fucking kill them, too.
- That's stupid shit.
- Fuck off, Ads!
Don't tell me it's stupid, all right?
Everybody around me fucking dies!
Chris, listen to me.
Every time someone around you dies,
it's because you're not
listening to yourself!
Your father told you
to fight your brother.
You did.
Waller told you to kill Rick,
and you did.
And you knew you shouldn't
have gone to that other world!
Don't tell me
you thought, in your heart,
that was the right thing to do.
But when you are truly who you are,
Chris Smith, what happens?
Chris, what happens, man?
Nothing.
You touch people, man.
(IN TREMBLING VOICE) I believe
in miracles because of you.
I saw an eagle hug a human.
I know who I am because of you.
And
(SIGHS)
when I'm around you,
I feel loved.
You're big and you're stupid,
but I know you love me.
And I don't know if I can say that
about anybody else in this world.
VIGILANTE:
Dude, you're my best friend.
I I don't wanna do
cool shit without you.
LEOTA: And John loves you so much,
he put his self on the line
countless times for you,
and he's like the biggest coward
who ever existed.
- (SNORTS)
- ECONOMOS: Jesus.
You gotta work that in?
And me, Chris.
You hear me, Chris?
We're tied,
you and I.
All of us.
And we have all been listening
to someone else.
To Waller.
To Flag.
To ARGUS.
Fuck them all. Fuck them.
LEOTA:
We're gonna do something, Chris.
For us.
And for the world.
We're gonna stand the fuck up.
But we need our boy with us.
We need you.
You gonna let us down?
(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Hey.
What?
(SIGHS) Did it mean something?
- What?
- The boat.
(CHUCKLING) Oh my God, the boat again.
Did it mean something?
Chris, I told you, okay?
I'm not right in the head.
Emilia, I'm not asking for anything.
I just want to know if it meant
something to you at all.
Of course it did,
you fucking asshole.
It meant everything.
(MUSIC FADES) ♪
(“OH LORD” BY FOXY SHAZAM PLAYING) ♪
Yes!
(SONG GROWS LOUDER) ♪
(FANS CHEERING)
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 ♪
The 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 ♪
Julian, I thought I told you this ♪
But I guess I was wrong Yeah, yeah ♪
Oh, Julian
It probably scares you now ♪
In the future it counts ♪
You've got to trust me
Trust me, yeah ♪
So lock this song away
For a darker day ♪
When you're down On your knees ♪
Screaming, "Oh Lord" ♪
I am always there
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 ♪
- (SONG FADES) ♪
- Okay, you ready?
- Yeah.
All right. Can spiders fly?
No.
FLEURY: Yes, they can,
using electricity.
- VIGILANTE: What?
- FLEURY: Yes, electricity.
They fly off electricity.
Can spiders make milk?
No.
- Yes, they can.
- VIGILANTE: What?
- Yeah.
- They can make milk?
- FLEURY: That's
- Do they have udders? How do they do that?
They have little, tiny udders.
Yeah, definitely.
You can buy spider milk.
You know that, right?
- VIGILANTE: What? Where?
- Yeah, at Whole Foods.
Have you been studying spiders?
Yeah, I know everything
there is to know about spiders.
Can spiders regrow lost legs?
- Yes.
- FLEURY: You're right.
"Many spiders have the ability
to regrow a lost leg
during their molting process."
What is the "molting process"?
That's when, uh,
like, lava comes out
of a a volcano and it molts.
(SONG RESUMES) ♪
Yeah.
(FANS CHEERING)
CROWD: 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 ♪
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 ♪
- (SQUAWKS)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
'Cause there is always ♪
- A wrong to your right ♪
- (SINGS ALONG) ♪
And there will always be
A war somewhere to fight ♪
And God knows I've had
Some rough fucking years ♪
Oh, oh Lord, oh Lord ♪
Keep on keeping on ♪
- (EAGLY 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 ♪
(SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
- (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (PEACEMAKER GRUNTS, GROANS)
- MAN 1: Don’t fucking move.
- MAN 2: Come here, fucker.
(PEACEMAKER GRUNTS)
MAN 3: Get him up, boys. Get him up.
(PEACEMAKER GROANS)
(MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
(ALARM BLARING)
- We'll take it from here, boys.
- PEACEMAKER: Flag?
What the fuck is this?
(GRUNTS)
(MUSIC SWELLING) ♪
(GRUNTS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- What the fuck is this?
- (ANGLER CHUCKLES)
The fuck is this, Flag?
Before we move all
the metahuman prisoners here,
I thought a little due diligence
is required.
See what effect this dimension
has on the human body.
I want to thank you for volunteering.
I didn't volunteer for shit!
What?
- McCoy.
- No. It's all here.
This is definitely
Christopher Smith's signature.
FLAG: Yeah.
This is for Ricky.
You piece of shit.
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
- (BUTTON BEEPS)
- (PORTAL POWERING DOWN)
(YELLS)
(GRUNTS)
(MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
(“RECKONING” BY
THE CRUEL INTENTIONS PLAYING) ♪
(GROANS)
I got no time
Time, time, time, time ♪
To be your slave ♪
(DISTANT MONSTRUOUS HOWL)
(OTHERWORLDLY GROWLING, ROARING)
Why don't you scream
A little louder ♪
It ain't working on me ♪
- The toxicity of your misery ♪
- Reckoning ♪
Why don't you scream
A little louder ♪
- It ain't working on me ♪
- Reckoning ♪
I can't take it
And I can't believe ♪
The toxicity of your misery ♪
I can't take
Take, take, take, take ♪
What you're trying to say ♪
I'm so done,
Done, done, done, done ♪
With your little power play ♪
Reckoning ♪
Why don't you scream
A little louder ♪
It ain't working on me ♪
Reckoning ♪
I can't fake it
And I can't believe ♪
The toxicity of your misery ♪
Reckoning ♪
Can't take it And I can't believe ♪
The toxicity of your misery ♪
(SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
I mean, I You know, I haven't
obviously gone through the entire file,
but have you guys thought about,
as just as a failsafe, uh,
a vaporizing barrier around the
either the whole planet or a section?
What (HESITATES)
what the fuck is a
is a vaporizing barrier?
Like a bug zapper
for, uh, for metahumans, aliens,
- and other pieces of trash.
- FLAG: Are you making this up?
- Are you making this shit up?
- No, no.
The Massachusetts truck driver,
did you guys hear about that guy?
He was He picked up a hitchhiker.
- Why wouldn't he?
- (MONITORS BEEPING)
If you only saw her titties,
you'd be like, I'll stop too.
Blonde hair. Anyway, he picked her up.
But he made her ride
in the back of the truck.
And you're like, "That's weird."
Until Col Colorado,
a cop pulls him over.
The cop's like, "I need to see
in the back of your truck."
And he opens it, and it's
and it's full of dead bodies.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
The guy was a serial killer,
but the cop was like,
"Hey, man, you can't do this."
He's like, "I got a permit."
And he show showed it to him.
The cop was like,
"I guess you're legit."
(LAUGHs HYSTERICALLY)
(CHUCKLES)
(JESSOP WHEEZING, LAUGHING)
(ECONOMOS LAUGHS)
(BOTH LAUGH)
(JESSOP LAUGHS)
(ECONOMOS CHUCKLES)
Looks like someone's
got a new fan. Thank you.
(WHISPERS) Are we done yet?
sync & corrections awaqeded