The Stand – S01E05 – Fear and Loathing in New Vegas [Transcript]

In Las Vegas, Dayna tries to get close to Flagg. In Boulder, Stu and Frannie have Harold to dinner.
The Stand (2020)

Release date: January 14, 2021

Dayna arrives in New Vegas and plans to work her way up to meeting Flagg. She ends up getting favored by Lloyd who takes her in as an arm girl. She learns that Tom is also there and gives him a note telling him to “run”, but he cannot read it. Dayna finally meets Flagg who reveals that he knows why she is there and plans to let her go on the condition that she reveal who the “third spy” is. After a failed attempt to kill him, Dayna kills herself to prevent revealing any secrets. Harold is haunted by Teddy’s death, but is invited by Frannie to have dinner with her and Stu. The dinner is a ploy so that Larry can break into Harold’s house and snoop around as Frannie is concerned about him. Nadine starts becoming worried for Joe and visits Larry in an effort to sleep with him, but he is busy with the plan. Larry finds Nadine’s shirt in Harold’s house, arousing his suspicion. The dinner is nice, but becomes awkward when Harold points out that Frannie does not remember anything about their time together. Harold leaves just as Larry leaves the house, however Harold knew about the plot thanks to his surveillance cameras. Mother Abigail is upset about the committee sending spies and prays to God for advice, only to be attacked by Flagg in his wolf form. Ray arrives at her house to discover that she has left a note saying that she left.

* * *

FOREMAN: Look, the substation is a mess.

We’re barely making our quotas as it is, so tell me, how am I supposed to keep on schedule when you keep pulling my best people?

Now, I did mark down that that request came direct from Mr. Henreid, didn’t I?

Hey, Flashdance!

Hey, Flashdance! Dayna!

Come over here.

Ms. Lawry here would like a word with you.

Fine, just come with me.

So, you like it down here with the mole rat squad?

(laughs) I mean, it’s not that bad.

You know? Help keep things running.

Huh. Shit.

Not enough money in the world to put me down in this hole.

Not enough anything. (chuckles)

Word is, you’ve been asking questions.

Is that not okay?

Depends on the questions.

You’ve been asking about Mr. Flagg.

What’s got you so hot and bothered to see the Man, anyway?

Honestly, I just, I had these dreams with him.

Oh, we all dream of him.

That don’t make you special.

I know that.

Well, way it works is, if you want to get to see the Man, you got to see… my man.

LLOYD (laughs): Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.

Well!

Look who we got here.

Dayna with a “Y.” Am I right?

Mm-hmm.

How you pronounce that? Dayna?

Dayna.

Appreciate you fetching her, sugar.

And may I say…

wow, you is fetchin’.

Holy shit. I mean, you’re-you’re Lloyd Henreid.

You’re his right-hand man.

That’s me, sweet buns.

I’m the one that rides the elevator…

all the way up to the top.

Now, apparently, you’ve been gabbin’ around town asking everybody that you need to see Flagg.

Look, I’m really sorry. I-I didn’t mean to just…

No, no, no need to apologize.

But you got Flagg intrigued, which has got me intrigued.

Where you been, girl?

Captain Trips has been around for months and months.

Now you kind of show up out of the blue, saying, “I need to see Flagg.”

What? You’ve been hiding out?

No. I just…

I saw what was out there, and it wasn’t for me.

All right, well, the boss man wants me to pick you up, show you a good time, bring you to this fine establishment.

We got an amazing society out here, and we owe it all to Mr. Flagg.

(chuckles): I owe my life to Mr. Flagg, because he saved me.

I was at the bottom of the barrel, and he plucked me out.

Shit, girl, look at me now.

DAYNA: I see it.

This place, you can be anything you want to be here.

All it is, is a question of motivation.

(intro to “Black Magic” playing)

HARRY BELAFONTE: ♪ Old black magic has me in its spell ♪

PEGGY LEE: ♪ Old black magic that you weave so well ♪

BELAFONTE: ♪ Those icy fingers up and down my spine ♪

LEE: ♪ The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine ♪

BELAFONTE: ♪ Same old tingle that I feel inside ♪

LEE: ♪ And then that elevator starts its rise ♪

BELAFONTE: ♪ Down and down I go ♪

LEE: ♪ Round and around I go ♪

BELAFONTE: ♪ Like a leaf caught in a tide ♪

LEE: ♪ I should stay away ♪

♪ But what can I do? ♪

♪ I hear your name ♪

♪ And I’m aflame… ♪

CLERK: Name, age, pre-plague occupation,

special skills.

♪ But only your kiss ♪

BELAFONTE: ♪ Can put out the fire… ♪

Name, age,

(lips sputter)

pre…

My name is Tom Cullen.

I’m 42 years old and developmentally disabled.

Please do not be alarmed by my behavior, for I have difficulty…

Shut the fuck up.

(laughter nearby)

What the fuck, fellas?

Apparently, that’s about all he’s said since he walked up to the roadblock.

Just toss him in the slave cages.

♪ And every time… ♪

What’s wrong?

You know Mr. Flagg’s rule.

Anyone comes here voluntarily is a citizen no matter what.

I suggest you find him something.

Well, how am I supposed to place him if I got no idea what he can do?

TOM: (sputters) My name is Tom Cullen.

I’m 42 years old and developmentally disabled.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Please do not be alarmed…

Re-Report to the front desk,

Gladiators Hall, show ’em that.

Next.

(intro to Tom Jones’ “It’s Not Unusual” playing)

DAYNA: Thought you said you were on the top floor.

LLOYD: This is the top floor as far as you’re concerned.

Hey, what’s up, Victor?

Boom!

Hey!

Everything above is reserved.

For Mr. Flagg?

♪ But when I see you hanging about with anyone… ♪

Plenty action down here, anyway.

Somebody’s got to take care of this place.

Ain’t that right, sweet buns?

Oh, you are always right, Daddy.

(giggles)

♪ You find it happens all the time ♪

♪ Love will never do ♪

♪ What you want it to… ♪

(crowd cheering)

(whooping, whistling)

Welcome…

to…

(high-pitched): heaven…!

(cheering)

(whooping)

(people shouting)

(Lloyd yells)

(chain saw whirring)

(people whooping)

♪ It’s not unusual to be sad with anyone ♪

♪ But if I ever find that you’ve changed at any time ♪

♪ It’s not unusual ♪

♪ To find that I’m in love with you ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa… ♪

♪ ♪

STU (over radio): Hey, Weizak, if you can hear me,

this is Stu.

You just sit tight, buddy, okay?

We’re gonna come get you.

Stay warm, or try to, at least.

If you can let us know your position any way, honk a horn or a flashlight beam or anything…

Come on.

What?

Your clothes.

We’re gonna find you, Weizak.

We will, we’ll find you.

(panting, shuddering)

(weakly): Hawk.

Run.

(grunts)

What if they don’t buy it?

(indistinct radio chatter)

What?

What if they don’t believe us?

Harold, we’ve been over this.

W-We could leave.

Tonight. Now.

(scoffs) We’re not leaving.

‘Cause of Joe?

Because of him.

Listen, Harold,

we can’t fuck this up.

Do you understand?

We cannot let him down.

STU: Hey, listen up. All off-duty watchmen

to the amphitheater, now.

MAN: On my way.

WOMAN: Copy that. Heading over.

MAN 2: Copy that.

LARRY: You ever heard of a guy shooting himself in the chest?

STU: Norris said it happens more than you think.

Said he saw it a bunch as an EMT.

More common in women, but it does happen.

LARRY: I didn’t know the guy well, but Weizak didn’t strike me

as the suicide type.

Well, I’ll be honest with you, after what we’ve been through,

I’m surprised we don’t see more of these.

Yeah, I guess.

You sound like you want to say something.

It’s just that… that poor guy we found on the road,

he told us the devil was coming,

and then one of our watchmen turns up dead.

You think that’s a coincidence?

(sighs)

I think it can be tempting to believe it’s all connected.

But, I don’t know, that doesn’t necessarily make it so.

(over radio): Hey, Stu. Norris here.

Go to three.

Yeah, go for Stu.

You said you wanted to know as soon as Lauder got here.

Is it true?

Weizak?

Yeah, it’s true, Harold.

I’m sorry. I know he was your friend.

HAROLD: There’s… there’s no possibility

it was, you know, an accident, he was just…

fooling around with the gun, went off by mistake?

Yeah, that’s…

that’s a possibility, yeah.

(breath trembling)

Takes the fucking coward’s way out.

Look, Harold, it’s normal to be upset…

Hey, you know, um, he was thinking about opening

a-a drive-in up here, showing the old movies that we…

that we found in houses.

Hey, maybe I should… I should take that on.

You know, give everybody a reason to come together

as a community.

Yeah, I think that’s a great idea.

Yeah.

♪ ♪

MOTHER ABAGAIL: I told you

not to do anything having to do with the Dark Man

until we got the okay from above.

And what do y’all do?

You go and you send spies.

Are you trying to start a war?!

Why did you do this?

What did you think was going to happen?

After everything you’ve seen,

after everything you’ve gone through,

you know…

he can see you.

He can see what you’ve done!

My God!

(sighing)

Aw, Nick,

you were supposed to be my voice.

The Lord said it was you.

And now you’re talking about…

y’all sent spies!

The Israelites sent spies into Canaan,

and it bought ’em 40 years in the desert.

I guess we’ll find out what you’ve wrought.

♪ ♪

(both laugh, sigh)

Oh! Oh!

(laughs)

Oh, Daddy, are you ready?

You’re so sexy.

(giggles)

Yes. So much, I want to take you home

to meet my parents.

But I love this booty so much,

I want to take you out to a nice little…

♪ Let’s take a shower… ♪

Dayna with a “Y”? Ha.

Don’t be shy.

Come and get some, sweet buns.

Come on. Where’s my bitch?

I got a surprise for you.

LLOYD: Shut up.

JULIE: Hey, honey.

(Lloyd moans)

I left something for you on the couch.

Why don’t you pick what you like?

Ooh. A toy?

I’ve got a surprise for you.

Oh, you got a new toy for baby?

JULIE: Yeah, I got a new toy for you, Daddy.

LLOYD: Oh, fuck yeah!

JULIE: Oh, yeah. You like what you see?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, stop it.

I want to fuck you so hard.

(Julie giggles)

Oh, you’re so fucking hot.

Mmm.

You’re so fucking hot.

Oh, God! Oh!

Look at that. Oh.

Aren’t you just a tasty little treat?

You guys gonna kiss?

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Okay.

Fucking shit.

Oh, baby.

Oh.

Can I get in there?

Mmm. Mmm.

Oh, yeah, I got to get you all nice

and relaxed for Mr. Flagg later.

♪ See, you’re the only one in the world that I need… ♪

Wait. What?

Oh, you know that Mr. Flagg tolerates you so much better when you are relaxed.

‘Kay, ‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay.

Sidebar really quick.

Can we maybe not, please?

What? Well, you know

it’s gonna be a big time at the fights,

and you need to get yourself correct before you see the Man.

I-I-I’ve told you, like, over… five times,

I don’t like it when you bring up Flagg, especially when we’re about to fuck, okay?

Oh, that’s right.

You see, I-I forgot.

I’m not supposed to say

“Mr. Flagg,” right?

Shh.

Okay. Please stop saying his name.

Okay, okay.

You got to stop saying his name, or this is gonna…

All right. All right.

Okay. Okay.

Let’s just go.

Let’s just go.

Mm.

It’s…

No?

Oh! Ah, fuck!

Now I’m as soft as a pool floatie.

Ugh!

What’s the matter, Daddy?

She-she does this every time. It’s infuriating.

Oh, no. Oh.

(Lloyd grunts)

(Julie laughs)

Oh, man.

He is just adorable.

Yeah, come to Mama!

(sniffs)

(sighs)

You just have to say the word “Flagg,” and he starts quaking like a shitting poodle.

(laughs)

Hey, Daddy, is this thing gonna happen or what?

Yeah, just… I’ll be out in a second. It’s gonna happen.

Mmm.

Well, I was just thinking that

if this isn’t gonna happen right now,

and we got a little bit of time, maybe we can go shopping.

Yeah, this shit’s a lost cause.

Let’s fucking shop.

Oh. (giggles)

♪ Don’t want to wait till you know me better ♪

(woman moaning)

♪ There ain’t a reason on earth to waste it ♪

♪ It ain’t a crime to be good to yourself ♪

♪ Lick it up, lick it up… ♪

RAT WOMAN: Oh, man!

Oh! Oh, honey.

Oh. (laughs)

Oh, folks, let’s hear it for those prelims, huh?

(applause and cheering)

Oh, and this is

just a friendly reminder.

We only have a few minutes left to make your main-event bets.

Why, I think just last night, we had a fella win a brand-new pleasure girl.

(cheering)

Huh? And I think it was a thousand rounds of 50-cal ammo. A thousand.

Oh. Thank you.

Next time, folks, that could be you.

CROWD (chanting): Why not me?

Why not me? Why not me?

Why not me?

You see that big fella down there?

Hmm?

That one with the beard?

♪ There’s something sweet you can’t buy with money… ♪

Uh, yeah, I guess so. Why?

On my way here, I ran into these two fellas.

Well, I call ’em “The Two Dummies.” (laughs)

One of ’em was dumb as in, like, he can’t talk.

Can’t hear, neither. The other one was dumb as in, like, a feeb.

They made quite the pair, like a goddamn Richard Pryor movie.

(laughs)

Ah.

I am pretty sure that big fella’s the feeb.

Huh.

(microphone feedback)

I think this is a good opportunity to acknowledge some VIPs we have in the audience tonight.

I heard a rumor Lloyd Henreid…

Oh, baby!

…has taken time out of his busy schedule to be with us tonight.

Lloyd, why don’t you take a step forward and give us a chance to show our appreciation for you and everything you’ve given us.

(applause and cheering)

Yeah!

Oh, yeah!

(whooping, cheering, whistling)

Yes!

Yeah!

They’re talking about me.

Oh, baby, you got a little something on your face right there.

(bell clangs)

RAT WOMAN: You know what that is.

It’s time for our main event!

(cheering, whooping)

Yes!

But first, a word from our sponsor, our benefactor, the one who makes all of this possible, the greatest man the world has ever known, the father of the future–

Mr. Randall… Flagg!

Yes!

(cheering, whooping, whistling)

Let him hear you in the penthouse!

(cheering, whooping, whistling)

Yeah!

Yes!

(cheering)

(whistling, cheering)

(whooping)

(Julie whooping)

FLAGG: In the world that was,

they told you it was wrong to love violence.

(crowd booing)

They told you it was wrong to love sex!

(crowd booing)

They told you it was wrong

to want more!

FLAGG: Well, I say, their time is at an end.

Our time has begun!

Citizens of New Vegas,

welcome… to…

freedom!

(cheering, whooping)

ALL: Yeah!

Yeah!

So, when do we get to meet the man upstairs?

(Julie giggles)

(crickets chirping)

(bird singing)

(Nadine breathing loudly)

(panting loudly)

(groans)

(panting)

(loud breath echoing)

(exhales loudly)

Mmm.

(breathing heavily)

FLAGG (distorted): You belong to me.

The old witch’s powers are fading.

I can see you there now,

even without your toy.

Why would you care?

You gave me to Harold.

Oh. (laughs)

Is that what I did?

No… Nadine.

I gave you purpose.

We’re in this together.

Always.

Since the moment I found you–

12 years old,

living in that state home,

not a friend in the world.

Except me.

I was your friend, wasn’t I?

(gasps)

I didn’t give you to anyone.

You know who you belong to.

You belong to me.

Only… me.

(Nadine sighs)

(echoing sigh)

(exhales)

(groans)

(birds singing)

So, what do they think?

Exactly what I made them think–

Weizak couldn’t cope, shot himself.

What’s so urgent? You could have told me that later.

Oh, right, it’s got to be urgent

for you to risk being seen with someone like me.

Oh, God, Harold.

You didn’t have to kill him.

What?

You didn’t have to kill him.

I could have…

Could have what?

I could have talked to him.

I could have… said something.

He would have listened to me.

I was his friend.

And he would have listened to me.

I’m your friend… Harold.

(Nadine chuckles)

Oh, no, Harold.

Harold?

Not when we’re so close. Hmm?

(whispering): We’re almost there.

Then we go to Him.

(zipper opens)

(Harold moans)

Now you remember?

♪ ♪

Hey! Hi!

Hi! Oh, Frannie.

FRANNIE: Hi.

(door closes)

Fancy meeting you here.

I was…

I was looking for you, actually.

Yeah?

I heard you were headed this way.

Who said that?

(laughs): I don’t know, just someone at the hub.

Oh.

Um…

I’m so, so sorry about Weizak.

Thanks. Uh… (chuckles)

Sure he had his reasons.

You want to come for dinner?

Stu and I would love to have you for dinner.

Yes. Yeah, sure.

Uh, let’s find a time.

Great.

How about tomorrow? I mean, I know you’re not busy.

I live with the guy who keeps the watch schedules.

Oh, I remember.

(chuckles loudly) I do, I do.

I do remember. Um, tomorrow’s great.

Great.

Yeah.

So tomorrow. Okay.

Tomorrow.

Don’t bring anything but your appetite.

I won’t. All right.

Great. Okay.

Oh. Ha-ha!

Oh, sorry.

It’s okay. Whew!

Bye.

Whoa. Awkward.

Bye.

See you later.

(birds singing)

Hey.

Hey.

You might want to hang back.

My grip isn’t too good on this thing.

Well, I got a favor to ask.

What’s up?

I’ve invited Harold over for dinner.

And you want me to make the casserole.

(chuckles) Uh…

I want you to search his house.

Excuse me?

Just– we’re gonna keep him busy.

(Larry laughs)

You want me to-to… break into Harold’s house?

Yeah.

And search it.

Looking for what, exactly?

(sighs)

I’m not sure, exactly.

Um, but, Larry, I’m-I’m worried about him.

I think he might be planning something bad.

I know it sounds crazy…

Well, I just…

It doesn’t sound crazy.

Something’s off about him.

I mean, I-I felt it when I first met him.

Even Joe, he was…

It doesn’t sound crazy.

What’d Stu say?

Because you didn’t tell him, Frannie.

Of course you didn’t.

It’s a conflict of interest if he knows.

He’s nightwatch captain. (chuckles)

Look, when Harold gets to our house, I’m gonna call you on Stu’s walkie.

And I know that Harold has a nightwatch walkie of his own, which is why we’re gonna use the private channels.

And then when dinner’s wrapping up, we’ll call you again.

All right? (chuckles)

(scoffs)

Yeah.

Hey, um… bring your top hand down to meet the bottom one when you swing, and it, uh, won’t sting as much on your hands.

(chuckles): Baseball.

Thanks, Larry.

Thanks.

(rain pattering, thunder rumbling in distance)

(footsteps approaching)

Joe?

Joe?

Come on, lunch is ready.

I’m gonna eat it if you don’t hurry up.

Joe?

Joe!

Joe!

Have you seen my…

the little boy?

(playing upbeat tune)

(sighs) Oh, thank God.

Joe, you can’t do that.

You cannot run off like that.

I mean, not even to Mother Abagail’s house, okay?

I was worried sick!

I’m sorry about that.

I think this is my fault,

but we were having such a good time talking.

Time just got away from us, I think.

He talked to you?

Yeah, well, there’s talking,

and then there’s talking.

(scoffs)

Anything I should know?

His name, maybe?

No, we did not get that far.

You know his mind is muddled and filled with things no child should have ever seen.

Do you play piano?

Uh…

No.

One of the… one of foster homes I was at had one of these, though.

I thought it was a sign that, you know, it was gonna be different… from all the other places, but… turns out, music can’t stop people from being… people.

No. It doesn’t.

Personally, I don’t know anything about the piano.

It was here when I got here.

But I keep the top open so the little ones can see what’s going on when they press a key.

Seems to make them comfortable.

You know, I’ve noticed how well you and Joe get along. You’re not blood.

You take really nice care of the boy.

It’s not like I had a choice.

No, you have a choice.

You had a choice.

You chose to keep him safe.

You had a choice,

and you chose to keep him comfortable.

We all have choice…

until we don’t.

(playing ascending scale)

♪ One, baby count one ♪

♪ While you’re having fun with someone else ♪

♪ Don’t come around ♪

♪ Two… ♪

STU: Yeah, it works for me.

(knocking)

If it works for him, it’s fine. Take the 6:00, move it till tomorrow.

MAN: Yeah, what about… what about Tuesday…?

STU: Yeah, can you swap…?

Hi! (laughs)

Hi!

Come on in. How are you?

(chuckles) Good. How are you?

Welcome.

So glad we’re doing this.

Yes.

I brought flowers and wine.

Great. Thanks.

Oh, this is beautiful! Yeah.

Thank you. Yeah.

Let me… let me take these things.

Yeah.

May I take your coat?

Oh…

Here.

I’ll put these… Beautiful. Thank you, Harold.

Here. (laughs)

How are you? How was your day?

Fabulous. How was yours?

Oh, great. It was good.

STU: We got dinner. I got to go.

I think you can work it out. Sorry. I apologize.

I’m not… I swear I’m not gonna be on that all night.

Harold, how are you?

Good to see you.

Just, uh, working out some of the kinks far as the patrol assignments, but I… I don’t got to tell you about that, do I?

Hell, it must be even tougher now that we’re suddenly down a man.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Well, I brought… this.

I can’t vouch for the vintage, but, uh, seems the man who used to own my house was a collector.

Oh, great.

Okay.

Uh, hey, Harold, what do you say we, uh, look through the house, see if we can find something to open that up with?

Yeah.

If our dearly departed host left us a corkscrew or something.

FRANNIE (quietly): Larry?

This is Larry.

He’s here. Um, it’s on.

Got it. Heading out.

And, uh, one more time for the record.

Can’t fucking believe you talked me into doing this.

I feel like an idiot.

(quietly): Noted.

What’s wrong? Is it Joe?

What?

Uh, no. Joe…

Joe’s fine. He’s sleeping.

Look, I need to talk to you.

Is there any chance that we could maybe talk later?

‘Cause I got to…

I-I-I…

Do you remember that day on the road when we first met?

Do you remember that?

You decided you didn’t want to be alone anymore.

And neither do I.

(sighs)

I need you to do something for me, Larry.

(sighs)

You might be the only person in this world I trust.

Wait.

Wait. Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I don’t want to wait anymore.

Well, well, I…

Larry, I can’t.

I-I… I mean,

why… why now?

You can’t…

You wouldn’t understand.

I can’t explain.

It won’t… it won’t make sense.

Nadine.

I want you to fuck me, Larry.

I… You don’t…

You don’t talk like that.

Nadine, what-what’s wrong? This is…

This isn’t like you.

You don’t…?

You don’t want me?

Oh, I-I do. I mean…

Just not this way.

This is the only way it is.

I don’t have a choice. You don’t understand.

It’s the only way he’ll let me go, Larry.

Who…? Who’s him? Who are you…?

It’s the only way.

Please.

Nadine.

Nadine, listen.

Say we do this, and you wake up tomorrow feeling regretful and-and like I took advantage of you, and then we have a falling out.

I mean, we have Joe to think about, right?

And where does that leave him?

Of course.

I don’t know what I was thinking.

Let’s go home,

get some sleep.

You want me to walk with you?

I’ll be fine.

Thank you very much.

♪ ♪

Cheers to good luck.

Cheers. Cheers to good…

Cheers.

Take off! Just… rocket ship!

♪ Please put me to bed ♪

♪ And turn out the light ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Fold out your hands ♪

♪ Give me a sign ♪

♪ Hold down your lies ♪

♪ Lay down next to me ♪

♪ Don’t listen when I scream ♪

Fuck.

♪ Bury your thoughts and fall asleep… ♪

If I were a key, where would I be?

♪ Find out ♪

♪ I was just a bad dream. ♪

If I were a key, where…

would I be?

HAROLD: Remember that time, you and Amy took me to Palace Playland?

This amusement park about 30 miles north of Ogunquit.

Right.

And, uh, I must be, like, nine or ten.

Mm-hmm.

And we’re walking through the main thoroughfare of the park, and I spot an ice cream parlor.

I go in by myself first.

And the guy behind the counter… barely even sees me.

It’s like I’m not even there.

And then…

Frannie walks in.

Mm-hmm.

STU: In walks Frannie– ah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, no.

HAROLD: In walks Frannie.

STU: Mm-hmm.

And his whole life changes.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah, of course.

Just, I mean…

FRANNIE: Oh, God, no.

Yeah. I mean, look at that face.

…drooling.

Yeah, right?

And instantly just like…

Right?

“What can I do for you, miss?”

She got us three free ice cream cones.

One with chocolate on top.

I think I…

Do you remember that?

You got the face.

Yeah, exactly.

Exactly! Do you remember giving me

the one with the chocolate?

Sure. (chuckles)

Mm-hmm.

Yes?

I felt bad about getting ’em for free, I guess.

What?

I actually wasn’t there, Fran.

STU: Wait, what?

FRANNIE: What do you mean?

I wasn’t there.

I was at home.

You were there.

No.

Well, I must be thinking of another time because…

Mm, no, you never took me along.

Not to Palace Playland, not to get ice cream.

Never even invited me.

(both chuckle)

HAROLD: It was Amy that told me that story.

STU: Amy’s your sister?

HAROLD: Yeah, yeah.

Yeah?

And everybody just loved Amy.

Especially my parents.

I miss her.

Yeah, I was just thinking the other day it’s a really good thing that neither of them turned out immune.

‘Cause then they would have had to go on without her.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

No, it’s…

No, no.

No, no, no, wine-wine’s getting to me a bit harder than I thought.

Hey.

It’s, uh, it’s been a tough week with Weizak.

Hey, understandably so.

You have, yeah, nothing to apologize for whatsoever, and also we…

Is there, is there a restroom I could use and splash some water on my face?

Yeah.

Yeah, of course, it’s just up, up the stairs, all the way at the end of the hall.

Thanks.

STU: I mean, poor kid’s really going through it, isn’t he?

FRANNIE (sighs): Yeah.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

How you doing with that report? Where you at? I’m back.

(radio chatter)

STU: Whatever they want to do. I don’t want anybody out there that hasn’t gotten the proper amount of sleep, right?

MAN: Hey, I agree. We don’t want anybody doing anything foolish.

Let’s keep everyone safe and accounted for.

Look, let’s…

Why don’t we just keep it easy?

Whatever they feel comfortable with, really.

MAN: Okay.

(chatter continues indistinctly)

(laughing): Oh, my God.

(laughs)

Boo.

You scared me.

What’s up?

I should be heading out.

Oh, no, you don’t have to leave yet.

The-the night is young.

(laughs): What?

Good night, Frannie.

Thanks for dinner.

Sure.

Bon nuit, Frannie.

STU: All right, well, just make sure no one’s out there that’s…

(continues indistinctly)

Oh, Lord,

I don’t know what I’ve done to offend thee, but I’m heartily sorry.

MOTHER ABAGAIL: Show me my sin.

Show it to me so I know how to make it better.

Talk to me, and take me back into the confidences of the saints.

Stu. Stu.

Right, so…

I’m sorry, I’m sorry…

What the hell, Frannie?

What are you doing?

I’ll tell you in a second.

Hey, what…?

Hey, Larry, get out of there now.

He’s on his way back. You got to get out.

Shit. Shit.

Fuck, come on, come on.

(door creaks)

Shit. Fuck.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

MOTHER ABAGAIL: Please, God,

I am your willing recipient.

(wolf growling)

(growling)

GUARD: I’m telling you, ma’am, if you’d just give us the description of the lost item, we’ll be happy to have our custodial staff go over every inch…

DAYNA: It’s fine. It’s fine.

I just don’t want to put anybody…

Yes, ma’am.

It’s just that Mr. Henreid would prefer…

I’m sure Mr. Henreid would prefer hearing that you did exactly what I asked, when I asked.

Don’t you think?

(sighs)

(indistinct voices echo)

DAYNA: Yeah, that’s him. He’s the one that was cleaning up the section right before.

GUARD: Hey, stupid!

Yeah, that means you, fat ass.

I’m afraid you’re not gonna have any luck.

This guy is dumber than a sack of hammers.

Lady’s got a question for you, stupid.

My name is Tom Cullen. I’m 42 years old…

Oh, knock that shit off.

Just give me a second with him.

Miss, I’m not sure you…

Hey, Tom. Hey.

…to the situation, please tell me and I will endeavor…

Tom. Hi.

Hey, I’m Dayna. Dayna Jurgens. I, um–

I lost something.

Okay.

Do you know what it was?

Yeah. I…

Because sometimes we know we lost something, but we’re not sure what.

Miss Sykes says that’s a blessing because if you’re only looking for one special thing, then anything else you find is a disappointment.

It’s my bracelet.

Um, I lost my bracelet. It-It’s silver?

My mother gave it to me.

You know, it belonged to her mother?

Grandma.

It’s a family heirloom.

Hair loom?

You know what? Yeah.

This is… (chuckles)

It’s a waste of time.

Look, I, uh, I lost my bracelet. You know?

Uh, something like you wear on your wrist, y-yeah. Bracelet.

Oh, M-Miss, you…

LLOYD: Now, where is my Dayna with a “Y”?

GUARD: Over here, Mr. Henreid.

Tom, I lost my bracelet.

LLOYD: Sweet buns!

Dayna, where you been, girl?

I know how you wanted to meet Flagg. Well, Flagg, he wants to meet you, too.

JULIE: That’s right.

LLOYD: So let’s get the fuck out of here, huh?

Yeah.

(laughs)

LLOYD: He told me, he said, “I want to meet Dayna,” and I said, “She actually really wants to meet you, too…”

TOM: M-O-O…

(laughs)

(music playing softly)

(mechanical thud)

(elevator bell chimes)

Also with you, baby.

See ya.

Wouldn’t want to be ya.

♪ ♪

♪ We’re caught in a trap ♪

♪ I can’t walk out ♪

♪ Because I love you too much, baby ♪

♪ Why can’t you see ♪

♪ What you’re doing to me? ♪

♪ When you don’t believe… ♪

Oh, the famous Dayna Jurgens.

What a pleasure.

May I offer you a drink?

Yeah. I’ll take a beer.

Well, the milk is fresh.

And great for the bones.

Beer’s just fine.

Huh. Your loss.

(bottle opens)

So, Dayna, let’s talk about what brought you to New Vegas.

Thank you.

Yeah. (chuckles)

I’ve been watching you for days.

Almost since the moment you left Boulder.

I’m sorry, I-I have no idea what you’re…

No idea what I’m talking about?

No, of course you do.

So now what?

You just gonna kill me?

No.

No, the world’s experienced too much death lately.

You mean, like those poor bastards you have nailed to the power poles?

Oh.

“Poor bastards” like Mr. Garvey?

(laughs)

Remind me, what’d you do to that “poor bastard” soon as you got the chance?

(screams)

(thud)

(grunts)

The people who come here, they come seeking my protection against the Garveys of the world.

And the only way to provide that is to reestablish order.

Now, I know the charlatan you follow claims there’s a way to do that that’s pure “Kum-Bah-Yah.”

Mother Abagail is no charlatan.

Now, you still haven’t said what you’re gonna do to me.

Well, gonna send you home.

Why does it sound like there’s a catch?

Dayna…

…who’s the third spy?

Who says that there’s three?

For all you know, there could just be me or maybe a dozen others.

No.

I know there are two other spies.

One of them’s an old hag that’s been holed up on the edge of the desert for the past few days.

Stagger your arrival, huh? Very smart.

Who’s the other one?

You can see so much, but you still can’t see that.

That must be driving you fucking insane.

(gasps)

Ow.

(grunting)

(panting)

You dig that?

(gasps)

I learned that trick from my old lover

Konstantin Stanislavski.

Yeah, he once told me that acting is all about reacting.

I was simply using what you were giving me there.

That was good. (grunts)

Ooh. (chuckles)

So, you really thought you could just reach out and kill me, huh?

And then what?

Were you gonna bring this whole place down with your two friends?

(laughs): Ah. No.

Now, who is it, Dayna?

Who’s the third that thinks they’re smarter than I am?

You can still serve me.

Never.

Well, never’s a long time.

Who’s the third spy?!

(gasps)

(low growl)

You know, I admire your determination, but… this is starting to feel delusional.

(panting)

♪ We’re caught in a trap ♪

(sighs)

♪ I can’t walk out ♪

♪ Because I love you too much, baby… ♪

FRANNIE: Stu, how many people around here lock their doors, let alone their basement?

STU: Probably more than you think.

Hey, what are you so worried about?

I just have a really bad feeling about him.

Yeah.

And I don’t think you should ignore that.

But maybe– I mean, are we just…

(sighs) Maybe we’re just misreading this whole thing?

I tell you what I see? I see…

(laughs softly) …a kid who is in love with someone who is not in love with him.

(grunts softly)

And that can mess a person up in all sorts of ways.

Now, I know you may find this hard to believe, but I am familiar with the complicated emotions, is what I’m trying to say…

Mm-hmm.

…that come with that kind of thing.

Yeah?

I don’t want to talk about Harold anymore.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(laughing softly)

(indistinct chatter)

Mother Abagail?

(over radio): Has anyone got eyes on Mother A?

MAN: Middle of the night, she’s probably in bed.

You check with Ray at the house?

This is Ray.

I’m at the house.

You hear that?

Yeah.

Hey, Ray, this is Stu. Go again with that.

She’s gone.

She left us.

What?

You want to elaborate on that?

Mother A!

Ray.

Ray.

(“Don’t Fear the Reaper” by Blue Oyster Cult playing)

♪ All our times have come ♪

♪ Here but now they’re gone ♪

♪ Seasons don’t fear the reaper ♪

♪ Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain ♪

♪ We can be like they are ♪

♪ Come on, baby ♪

♪ Don’t fear the reaper ♪

♪ Baby, take my hand ♪

♪ Don’t fear the reaper ♪

♪ We’ll be able to fly ♪

♪ Don’t fear the reaper ♪

♪ Baby, I’m your man ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Valentine is done ♪

♪ Here but now they’re gone ♪

♪ Romeo and Juliet ♪

♪ Are together in eternity ♪

♪ Romeo and Juliet ♪

♪ 40,000 men and women every day ♪

♪ Like Romeo and Juliet ♪

♪ 40,000 men and women every day ♪

♪ Redefine happiness ♪

♪ Another 40,000 coming every day ♪

♪ We can be like they are ♪

♪ Come on, baby ♪

♪ And she had no fear ♪

♪ And she ran to him ♪

♪ Then they started to fly ♪

♪ They looked backward and said goodbye ♪

♪ She had become like they are ♪

♪ She had taken his hand ♪

♪ She had become like they are ♪

♪ Come on, baby ♪

♪ Don’t fear the reaper. ♪

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