One Battle After Another (2025) | Transcript

One Battle After Another (2025)
Director: Paul Thomas Anderson
Screenplay: Paul Thomas Anderson
Music: Jonny Greenwood

Stars: Leonardo DiCaprio, Sean Penn, Benicio Del Toro, Regina Hall, Teyana Taylor, Chase Infiniti, Alana Haim, Wood Harris

Plot: The fading revolutionary Bob lives in a haze of confused paranoia, surviving on the margins of society with his lively, independent daughter Willa. When, after sixteen years, his sworn enemy resurfaces and Willa disappears, the former radical militant is driven into a desperate search. Father and daughter must face the consequences of his past together.

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OTAY MESA IMMIGRATION DETENTION CENTER
US-MEXICO BORDER (2009)

[Indistinct chattering]

We need to be prepared for like 300 people by the time we get there, right?

Our cargo container, 18 wheeler, that thing only holds 160 people.

I’m talking about crammed in there tight.

Cheek to chow.

Smashed face to face.

Women and children first.

Whoever’s not on one with us, they just run, just on foot, that’s it.

They’re not with us.

They run.

We are De-La-Amistad. That’s our exit route. Run East-West about one mile from 905.

What you dragging in that wagon?

I said I got HMAs, I got mortars, I got tear gas, I got whatever you guys need, but I’m a little unclear as to what the plan is. I need some direction.

Don’t be unclear. I got a plan for us.

What is it?

What does that mean?

You need me to create a diversion?

I’m going to blow something up?

I want you to create a show, Pat.

Okay?

This is the announcement of a motherfucking revolution. Make it good. Make it bright. Impress me.

Team two’s into this.

We got that?

Yeah, that might be what we found.

Perfect.

Perfect.

Perfect.

We got a walkie.

Big truck coming up at Rico Fermi.

Channel 5.

Yeah.

Game time.

No more talking.

Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

Let’s go.

Let’s fuckin’ go.

Gate guard secure.

Camera.

Camera.

Okay.

Wake up, soldier boy. You died and went to pussy heaven, motherfucker. Put your arms to the side so I can see you.

What’s your name, dickhead?

I’m Captain Stephen J. Lockjaw.

My name is Parfidia Beverly Hills, and this is a declaration of war. We’re here to right your wrongs, motherfucker. You got an army growing in your fucking guts and you put it there. If you didn’t count on me, if you didn’t count on my fight, the message is clear. Free borders, free bodies, free choices and free from fucking fear.

Sweet thing.

Is this funny? … Get up. Not on your feet. Not on your fucking feet. Since we blame you. Get it up. Up. Yeah. Get it up.

Be careful.

Be careful.

Be careful.

Be careful.

Be careful. Don’t let him get back.

Up. Good boy. Do you like locking people up? Get on your fucking knees. Now. Let’s go, let’s go. Put it on. Put it on. Let’s go. Now get the fuck up. Let’s go, hands up, keep that dick up. Keep it up. Get the fuck up. Go.

Pat.

Go for Pat.

Snap, crackle, pop, heavy.

Copy that.

Declaring war mother fucker.

I’ll be seeing you very soon.

Not if I see you first, fuckface.

We are a political organization…. that is free from the eyes, the ears, and most important… of the weapons of the imperialist state, and this fascist regime. You are a political prisoner on the French 75, motherfucker. You have been captured by the French 75.

Bitches [inaudible]… Fuck the police! Viva La Revolucion!

Oh my God.

Oh shit.

Where do you get all this energy from?

You’re gonna get a bag tonight…

Y’all think you’re like black girls? Y’all think you like me?

Of course I fucking like you.

Open the shit up.

What the fuck are y’all doing here?

What am I doing here? I’m creating a closed circuit to remove any static electricity. Not right there. That’s a shunt. You see that? This is your blasting cap. Right here. Very important to keep your cap shunted like this when you went to the courthouse. You got that? Here’s your main charge. This is your cell phone.

Don’t stop. I said cell phone.

First thing you’re going to do is you’re going to turn on your cell phone without your cap attached so you don’t accidentally detonate your charge.

You’re going to want to put your hands here. And you’re going to want to take the handicap and throw it in the circuit.

Senator Wilson, this is a warning for you. We planted a bomb at the Haymarket office in your reelection campaign. We warned you that abortion ban, you didn’t want to fucking listen. So, for my sisters to need, we will strike. Sincerely yours, the city of Beverly Hills motherfuckers.

Revolutionary violence is the only way. No one’s telling me to vote. No one’s telling me to overcome. Nobody moves. Nobody gets hurt. Shit, it doesn’t matter. Everybody paints. Don’t even bother looking for a Trish 75. We’ll find you.

Okay, baby, you ready?

Yeah.

All right. All right, all right. Let’s go.

Babe, let’s fuck while the bomb goes off. Come on, babe.

Come on, babe. We gotta go.

Let’s fuck, babe.

No, baby, you gotta go. Come on, babe. Come on.

The bomb goes off in two minutes.

Come on, babe.

Regular working white girl. Not a good thing.

We have two devices for two locations set three blocks apart. Mae West completes her device in the administration building. Profitia and I take the courthouse. Bombs are planted. Devices are detonated by remote at 7 p.m. after hours. From here on in, it’s one battle after another.

The bomb goes off in two minutes.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to do your worst. You can blow up anything you want. It doesn’t make any difference to me. I wanted my hat and my gun. If you want to keep doing what you’re doing, you’ll meet me at the Primrose Path 2300.

Come on, babe.

Oh, my little soldier boy.

I’ll be true to you.

You were my first love, and you’ll make my last love.

I will never make you blue.

I’ll be true to you.

In this whole world, there’s another one girl.

Let me be that one girl.

I’ll be true to you.

Bitch, I felt like Tony Montana.

Pussy right here. That one. What’s it for?

Nah, pussy ain’t for fun. This is the fun. The guns is the fucking fun.

I mean…

I see it.

A white, red, philistine, asshole, corporate culture whose only end is to perfect the science of advertising.

I ain’t gonna hold you, bitch. If he sees what’s happening after I drop this motherfucking thing inside my stomach, bitch, we’re gonna have a fucking proper kill him, too.

I kill him dead before he eats me.

It’s like she doesn’t even realize she’s pregnant.

You know, you are so unsuitable for my daughter.

Me?

Yeah, you. That’s hilarious.

My child comes from a whole line of revolutionaries. And you look so lost. She’s a runner. And you a stomp. What are you gonna do about this baby?

I want to feel seen and loved and appreciated. I fucking gathered her nine months. And now he just gets to fucking walk around and just swoon all fucking day. It’s like she’s his only girl. Like I just no longer exist. I’m just a fucking piece of meat. And sometimes I feel crazy because I’m just like, am I weird for being jealous of my baby?

Baby, where do you think you’re going, huh? Where are you going?

You’re talking to me. Now go as I please.

You realize that we’re a family now, right? You don’t have to do this anymore.

You realize I put myself first, right? And that’s what you’re scared of.

We have her now. You do get that, right?

I put myself first and I reject your lack of originality.

Come on, lack of originality. Would you stop with all this bullshit? Would you stop it? We’re a goddamn family. You are her to take care of. Where the hell do you think you’re going?

It’s okay, baby. It’s okay. It’s okay, baby. It’s okay.

This is a new consciousness.

A new consciousness?

Yeah. I’m not your other body. I’m not your mother. You want your power over me for the same reason you want your power over the world. You and your crumbling hell ego will never do this revolution like me. Fuck out of here.

Do the revolution, baby. Go do it.

Yeah, baby.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, old female.

She’s a girl.

What’s her name?

Charlene.

Charlene. Sounds like a black girl’s name. You like black girls? I love them. I love them.

Give me your fucking… Now!

Get your noses in the carpet. My name is Jungle Pussy. This is what power looks like. See my face? This is some “Set it Off” shit. I don’t want you. I just want your money. Your money paid for my artillery, my supplies, my transportation, my dynamite, my message. I am what black power looks like. See my face? See my face? I’m a French 75.

[Gunshot]

Stop moving. Stop fucking moving. Stop fucking moving, man.

[Gunshot]

[Grunting]

[Cops Cheering/Applause/Inaudible]

This department doesn’t do any special favors, especially for black girls. You’re a killer, and that’s the least of it. You’ll do 30, 40 years in prison. It’s too bad you don’t know anybody this way.

You can save me.

No.

Because you’re in love with me?

Yes.

Then you can’t live without me.

Can you hold me?

I can give you the embrace of the federal governor. You’ve got to tell me where they are and name names.

Don’t do this.

You have to name names, or you’re going to go to prison.

Do you have a car seat or a carrier?

No, no, no.

These are two scanners that I’ve made. This one plays melody A, this one plays melody B. Together they go up within two or three hundred yards of each other. They sync up, they’ll play a main melody. Somebody else has one of these, you both know the tune, you’ll be able to find each other. This is a trust device. Rule of thumb with these scanners. Find somebody else out there and they happen to have one of these. Trust them with your life, okay? I’m not passing these out to just anybody.

What’s wrong?

I know.

If you’ve got to get a cell and make it 1G, the early analog stuff, they don’t scan those frequencies anymore. You’ll be fine, otherwise no phones. If the towers are up, we’re going to be able to find each other in any case. Memorize everything in this envelope. Burn it when you’re done. You don’t go to Bacton Cross right away. You go to Denver first. You spend a week in Denver. While you’re in Denver, plant those decoys. When that’s all clear and that job is done, then you go on to Bacton Cross. These are the new names and socials.

So who are we supposed to be here?

You are Bob and Willa Ferguson. It’s a mother and son who died in childbirth last month.

So pretending to be dead folks?

Do you want to think about it that way? Yes. But there are bigger deaths down the line if we don’t do this. I want you to think big picture here, alright? This is bigger than you or I. This is bigger than the original Bob and Willa Ferguson, okay?

Yeah.

Welcome to the world, Bob. Let’s go. Big picture.

Got it. Yeah. Okay. Okay. Okay.

I gotta go.

Sorry, Ben.

I know, but don’t use me.

I gotta go. I gotta go.

Traveling Grace, oh my God.

Hold her.

I got her. I got her.

Watch your head.

I love you.

Take care.

Stay safe.

Home sweet home. We’ve been through all this before, but I gotta go through it one more time. No contact ever with anyone from Josie and the Pussycats or any of your former associates, no family, no friends. Don’t commit any crimes. You will testify when we need you to testify. Look, first order of business, find a job. Pay your bills. So you good? Welcome to mainstream America.

Every revolution begins fighting demons. Motherfuckers just end up fighting themselves.

Come on baby, fuck this!

Let’s fight!

Get your hands up! Fire!

Fire!

For Valor and the Line of Duty, bringing justice to the vigilante group known as the French 75, we are here to award Stephen J. Lockjaw at the Bedford Forest Medal of Honor.

Fire!

Fire!

Sixteen years later, the world had changed very little.

[♫ Music ♫] “해나다

HAE NA DA” (“Begin” in Korean.)

We are not breathing. Let’s do it again.

[Deep Breath]

“해나다

HAE NA DA” [♫ “…I’m a fool to do your dirty work, oh yeah. I don’t want to do your dirty work, no more…” ♫)

(…inhales)

(coughs)

History class?

Mhm.

Teaching the right kind of history, I hope. Lincoln?

Mhm.

See, you got all the greats here, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

You don’t get all into the details just yet, but we don’t hide from them either.

Should.

Mhm.

Should. Gotta tell the truth. And then you got the grand wizard over there, right? Mr. Benjamin Franklin.

Mhm.

Or father. Mhm.

Mhm.

Fucking slave owner.

Well, overall, to get into it, Willa’s doing really great. She’s a confident leader. She works hard. You can tell that she actually cares about being a good student, you know? She enters class each day, ready to work, full of energy. The other students really admire her. Are you okay?

If I get emotional, it’s just tears of joy, that’s all.

Oh. I see this is very emotional for you.

I don’t know. You know, Willa grew up without her mom. Her mom died when she was very young.

Oh. I see.

Hm.

So Willa never knew her mother?

No. She never did.

That can be very hard on young women.

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Sir, I have Lieutenant Skinner here to speak with you.

What do you got, Skinner?

Sir, Deputy Director of Progress has orders to speak to you, sir. Your transportation is set for 1800 hours, sir.

You know what this is about, Skinner?

No, sir.

Well, I think I do. That’ll be all, too.

Welcome, Colonel, please follow me.

Have somebody tell my wife I’ll be down in a few minutes.

Colonel Lockshaw, thanks for coming.

Sandy, great to see you.

Let me introduce you to Virgil Freyport.

Virgil?

How do you do, Colonel?

My pleasure, sir.

Yeah, I’m sorry about all the espionage at the back entrance. My daughter’s getting married and the dress was horrible, so we didn’t want you to feel out of place.

Perfectly understandable, sir.

Please, sit.

Shane Mitchell sends a hell of a lot of them.

Oh, the big dog. He’s still building up that garage.

The construction project that never ends.

I’m sure he’ll get it done.

Will you give him my best?

I’ll do it.

Thank you.

How was your journey from Rio Duarte?

Fine, sir.

You’re doing great work down there.

Thank you very much, sir.

Each and every day is hand-to-hand combat and the spread of uncontrolled migration, isn’t it?

Yes, it is, sir.

Yeah. Well, if you want to save the planet, you start with immigration.

That’s exactly right, sir.

You said that. A few years back after squatting pebble.

Wow.

I understand you’ve expressed an interest in us.

Yes, sir, I have.

And does it honor you to be considered for membership in our club?

It’s a very deep honor, sir. Yes, it is.

Steve, we have in the past offered membership to certain members of the military. We found their tactical battlefield expertise to be quite useful. Now, our aim and your aim is the same. To find dangerous lunatics, haters, and punk trash and stop them. No more lunatics. You know, I’m not sure if you’ve heard or not, but Jim Kringle passed away.

Oh, I did hear that, yes.

This means an opening.

Colonel, I don’t think I’m being immodest when I say that joining the Christmas Adventurers Club means that you are a superior man. No, not the best man, not the most intelligent, the most sophisticated, or the wisest. It just means that you are superior to other human beings and you shall never want for riches the greatest of friends. Now, we report to ourselves for the freedom to be creative and cut through layers of bureaucracy. We live by the Golden Rule, in a network of likeminded men and women dedicated to making the world safe and pure. What would you say to someone who believes that you have been soft in your duty to racial purification? I would say they are a liar who has no business in society or on the planet for that matter.

Does he presently live with his pops?

No, sir.

Have you ever consulted with a mental health professional?

No, sir.

Have you ever had any bills or debts turned over to a collection agency?

Well, I did purchase a jet ski. It was an evolution of the old Hummingbird whisperdew 238 called the Dynamite Dolphin 335. It was defective. I abstained from payment. I do it again. I have no regrets.

Okay. Have you ever knowingly engaged in any acts of terrorism against this country?

No, sir.

Have you ever engaged in an interracial relationship?

No, sir.

And you are American, born by Gentile?

Yes, sir.

Now, to avoid any misunderstanding, we require absolute secrecy through the initiation process to judge how serious and unselfish you are. Understand? And to be considered to a vote, you must submit to a voluntary vulnerability study to see if this identifies anything problematic in your character.

What could be a problem?

I don’t know. What could be a problem?

Absolutely nothing.

We want to know who we’re standing with.

Sure.

Now, it’s a double Yankee white Inquisitions completum. So if you have any doubt as to your ability to qualify in body or character as a member of the Christmas Adventurers Club, I have an opportunity to say so. Do you wish to withdraw?

No, sir.

Do you submit yourself?

Yes, sir. I submit myself.

Very well, then. Now, Sandy and I have to get down to cut the cake.

Congratulations on your daughter’s wedding.

Thank you. We’ll be in touch.

Thank you.

Thank you, Sandy.

“[inaudible]…it’s a fucking charade, to create a no-win experiment of self-government…bought and sold by billionaires, down to the scrap…”

…fucking racists…these bell-curve Nazis. It’s bedtime for democracy, comrades… good night. So you’re doing, like, maybe your mind is starting to like…[inaudible] This is happening on the ground in a coordinated effort along contingent lines of resistance… every day, we’re working on dedicated teamwork, to take it directly to the capitalist overlords for extracting value from your life this very second. Go ahead. What you think of this Facebook? I’m just going to have it on your Instagram. I’m just going to have it on a hashtag somewhere. I think it all. And don’t forget, while you’re doing it, that this is a nation that gives asylum. Don’t think they’re separate. Don’t break them apart. They’re not separ– What the fuck?

OK.

QST, QST, QST, attention all sanctuary stations. Billy Goat is in the way. Repeat, Billy Goat is in the way. Implement plan snap crackle pop. Repeat, plan snap crackle pop. Repeat, implement plan snap crackle pop.

QST, QST, QST, attention all sanctuary stations. Billy Goat is in the way. Repeat, Billy Goat is in the way. Implement plan snap crackle pop. Repeat, plan snap crackle pop.

What’s up, my man?

You got my guy?

Any SSC in the car?

No.

Come here, dirtbag.

Howard Somerville.

How are you?

Good. The French 75. The Resistance. The Gringo Coyote. Billy Goat.

Done your homework.

Mmhmm. Good. Take a look around. Take it all in.

Do you need anything?

I’m fine.

Drink?

I’m okay.

You’re still alive. That’s a good sign, right?

It seems to be.

Yeah. Do you know why you’re still alive?

You tell me.

I will tell you. I need you to tell me where baby Charlene is. What’s her name? Where does she live? I need to know where the Rocket Man lives. I need to know his name. Get him packed.

Okay. I can cooperate. Your names are Fred Flintstone and Arthur Fonzarelli, and their address is Alpha Centauri.

I love it. I love it. Lone fucker sitting on plastic in a container. He’s still got jokes.

I just want you to know that I’m not scared.

I appreciate that. If I was in your shoes, I wouldn’t be scared either. I just don’t know if your sister would feel that way. What’s the sister’s name?

Pamela.

Oh, no more jokes? What are their names and where do they live?

Their names are Bob and Wilbur Ferguson. They’re up in Back 10 Cross.

Back 10 Cross. Make me a reason to deploy in that town. Drugs and tacos.

Got it.

And get all the intel on the gathering spots, the hot spots for teenyboppers.

On it.

Shep! Shep! Come here, come here. Come here.

Gentlemen, this is Operation Boot Heel. Our A.O. is Back 10 Cross. This is a sanctuary city full of thousands of wet and stinkies. We have a T.S.D. operation to capture two H.B.I.s. Adult male, Bob Ferguson. Female juvenile, Wilbur Ferguson, age 16, the daughter. We bag and tag the male. We apprehend the female.

The intel update. Back 10 High School match today, 1800. Breaks 9 through 12.

Break, break, break. Deco 13. Dispute the team. Tell one to the high school cell 2 to the residence of me.

Good evening, gentlemen. This is Special Agent Toejam. Our main target tonight is Rimhorn’s Chicken Lickin’ Frozen Food Farm. Human reporting has led us to believe Chicken Lickin’ is a front for a largescale heroin distribution operation within the A.O. B.T.R., your main effort, your task for the clearing and securing of Chicken Lickin’ Frozen Food Farm in order to destroy heroin distribution operations within the A.O. Simultaneously, local law enforcement, you will clear and secure Malotsky’s Tires, Raleigh Baratow’s Mexican Restaurant on Old California Road, Tiburon’s Taco Shack at the Bokhtan Mall, and the gas station on J. and Boiler Street. This is a sanctuary city for thousands of wet bodies. We expect the local populace to be sympathetic and supportive to the criminal organizations we are targeting tonight, gentlemen.

Thank you.

You’re hungover and you got home at 3 o’clock in the morning. Where were you?

Or what? This isn’t even warm, sweetie.

Where were you?

Where was I? I was… Well, I specifically told you where I was. You asked me that, I told you where I was. I was at the Rustican with the old band. You remember our old band, right? The old band, sweetie, a block past normal. You remember Albert?

Yeah.

Turns out, Albert bought all this old equipment from Steely Danzel’s studio to try to get that sort of vintage, you know, that sort of crackling tube sound. You don’t need any of that stuff anymore. He bought out a computer program room with a press of…

How’d you get home?

What do you mean?

How did you get home?

Well, with my car.

You drove?

What, are you my babysitter? I know how to drink and drive, honey. I know what I’m doing. I didn’t have that much.

Dad!

What? What? What?

I don’t want to be your babysitter. I don’t want to worry if you wrapped your car around a telephone pole.

Well, I didn’t wrap my–

I didn’t ask for this. That’s just how the cards are rolled out for me.

It’s dice, sweetie.

What?

It’s not cards. You don’t roll cards. It’s dice.

Fuck off, Bob. Just fuck off with that, okay? Grow up.

Wow. Okay… Well, you look… I like the way you’re standing up for yourself. I’m proud of you, honey. But the way you speak to your father sometimes, it’s just… I don’t know. You’re right. You should tell me what you think always. Never hold anything back from me.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

You’re right. That’s something I got to remember. And I fuck up sometimes. … Whoa. Who’s this? Who’s that? Who is that?

They’re just my friends.

And they have a red car like that, just driving a little loud, don’t you think?

It’s just a car.

And you told them they could do that?

Yes.

Told them to come to the house?

Yes. Now, who’s the one with the lipstick? What’s that one’s name?

Bobo.

Bobo. Now, is that a he or a she or a they?

Dad, come on.

Are they transitioning? I want to know.

They’re nonbinary.

Nonbinary. Okay, I just want to be polite.

It’s not that hard. They, them.

Who’s this little fucking freak at the door?

Probably Bluto.

Just coming to my house like this, huh?

Yes.

All right. Is that your date to the dance?

My friend.

Okay. You’re not going anywhere with your goddamn friend until you take it. Take it. … Yep. Put it in your pocket.

I don’t want to put it in my pocket.

Put it in your garter or whatever you got.

My fucking garter?

What? What’s up, homie?

Hey, how’s it going?

You cool?

Yeah, I was just here to pick Willa up.

Yeah, yeah, you normally knock that loud at somebody’s house like that?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, give us a sec, homie.

You got a purse? This is non-negotiable. Put it in your purse!

Nobody’s coming to get you, Bob. You know that, right?

That’s what you think.

What’s up, guys? You guys cool? You guys hanging?

Yep.

Going to the dance?

Yeah, that’s cool.

Listen, tell me something. That exact same thing to your entire fucking family about fucking around.

Dad?

We’re talking about freedom, baby. We’re talking about freedom. Freedom’s a funny thing, isn’t it? When you have it, you don’t appreciate it, and when you miss it, it’s gone. It’s just gone.

There’s a chemo casserole with frosted flakes in the oven. Don’t leave it on.

Got it.

Have fun, homie.

Alright.

Alright, cool.

Let go of him.

Yo.

Yeah?

Not you, I say. Her. I’m talking to her. Get in the fucking car. Say it. Say it, baby.

Love you, Bob.

Love you, too.

Fucking freaks.

Does anyone have a charger? My phone’s dead.

I love your skirt.

Thank you. I love your dress.

Thanks.

Your dad’s a high girl, bro.

He’s a fucking paranoid, okay?

By the tennis court.

Wait, who got that video?

No.

And she literally threw it on him.

What?

She has a video of that?

Baby, don’t be scared. Alright? Now, I’m gonna say it. Green Acres. Beverly Hill Bullies and Alutafil Junction. Come on, baby. Say it back to me. Green Acres. Beverly Hill Bullies. Alutafil Junction. Will no longer be so goddamn relevant. And women will not care if Dick finally got down with Jane and search her tomorrow. Because black people will be in the streets looking for a brighter day.

Revolution will not be televised.

My dad said if anyone said that shit to me to trust him with my life.

Alright, right now you need to. Because you’re in trouble, Willa. Alright, now there’s an SOS signal out. I am here to help, but we have to leave right away. Look, I knew your mom and your dad. I know you have a lot of questions and I’ll answer them later. But right now, you have to go. Will you leave here with me?

Where?

Anywhere over here.

OK.

Okay. You have to stay by my side. You have to do exactly as I say. Do you understand?

Yes, ma’am.

You have a phone on you?

No.

Alright. Come on, baby. Let’s go.

What about my dad?

He knows what to do. He trained for this. Come on. Come on, baby. Come on. … Go, go, go, go, go.

One, three, echo. One, three, delta.

Lights, music.

I need to get all these kids in the center of the gym, tell them everything’s going to be okay. I need to get them sat down and I got to talk to them.

Everybody, listen. I need you guys to stand up and join everybody else on the court.

Do you know Willa Ferguson?

No.

Do you know Willa Ferguson?

No.

Do you know Willa Ferguson?

Only then will we take on our reality.

That should open the race now.

Yeah?

Bob?

Who’s this?

We have trouble ahead, and the road isn’t clear.

Wait, excuse me, who is this? Who is this?

I need the greeting code, Bob.

Oh, fuck. Well, I don’t remember the fucking greeting code, because I got a little bit high. And it’s been fucking years, so you gotta help me out here with this.

You’re gonna have to think.

Right. Um, okay. The sun. The sun.

Think.

The sun, sunrise. Sunrise, sunrise in the West, right?

The campus has been raided and the Billy Goat has been taken.

Billy Goat is Howard Somerville, so Howard Somerville has been taken. He’s been taken or killed. What’s going on?

Taken. Yesterday. And it gets worse. The hammer is loose and in route to back him up.

What? Steve Locke? Steve fucking Locke, John? What in the motherfucking fuck? How could it get any fucking worse than that? You’re saying Steve Locke, John?

It’s not your fault. Nothing is secure. Everything is wrong. No one is above suspicion.

No, no, no, no, no. Slow down, okay? My daughter, my fucking daughter left the house. She’s not in the house with me, so you gotta give me more information.

All is secure. Lady Champagne and her team have extracted Willa. She’s safe.

Good. Okay, good. Keep her there.

The rendezvous points are the same as they’ve ever been. I’ll be seeing you.

I’ll be seeing– Okay, tell me the rendezvous point. What’s the fu– Hello? What’s the fucking rendezvous point? Hello? Fuck! Fuck. Okay. Okay, Bob. Don’t panic. Don’t fucking panic, Bob. Keep your shit together.

Don’t get fucking paranoid, man. Don’t get fucking paranoid. Do what you gotta do. Okay, step one, step one, step one.

Open the door.

Open the door on the roof.

Okay.

Initial clearance complete. Conducting back clear.

I’ve got a tunnel!

Tunnel.

Goddamn it. What are you thinking?

He’s a bomber.

Gas.

Cover.

No, no. No, no, no, no.

Shit.

Rise and shine.

Got an eyelash.

Good morning.

There are no hands on the clock.

Why?

Because they’re not needed.

What time is it?

Ah, fuck. You know, I don’t…I don’t…I don’t remember that part. You know what, let’s let’s not nitpick over the passwords. Look, this is Bob Ferguson, alright? You just called my house, let’s let’s just cut the shit– I need the rendezvous point.

What time is it?

Look, Steve Lockjaw just attacked my home…I, I lost my daughter. This is Bob Ferguson, do you understand? I don’t remember anymore of this– I don’t remember anymore of this codespeak, all right? Let’s just get on with it. What is the rendezvous point?

Okay, I need you to give me the time.

Motherfucker, are you fucking with me? Are you fucking with me, motherfucker? You just called me. This is Bob Ferguson. You understand that? Somebody from the Resistance, from the French 75, just called my house, just now.

What time is it is a key question of the underground movement, OK? Studying the text is essential.

I don’t remember anymore of this code-speak.

I don’t remember half of this shit, and this stupid fucking hotline, which is a fucking miracle, so stop fucking with me and give me the fucking rendezvous point.

Well, maybe you should have studied the rebellion text a little harder.

No, no, you called me. Do you understand that, you fucking retard? You called me. I need to find my daughter.

Well, then call us back when you have the time.

Did you just fucking hang up on me, you fucking little fucking prick? You…

Reina.

Hello, Sergio. Where are you?

I’m at work.

The news has arrived.

With what?

The ICE arrived and they took everyone from the gas station.

I think they came with us.

Why do you say that?

It’s because Silvia called me and Marquez told her they took everyone from the gas station and the gas station.

Hang on a second. Yeah, can I help you?

Bob.

Bob. Ferguson, yeah.

Where is he?

I need your help, I need your help, Sensei. I need your help, man.

You still there? What time do you get off work?

At one o’clock. When you get home.

I’m coming. Call Maricela and tell her I’m on my way.

Where are you?

I’m basically in the car.

We should be leaving now.

Yes. I’m gonna call Esperanza and I’ll call you back, okay? Okay. Bye.

Bye.

Bob, we gotta go.

I need a weapon, man. All you got is goddamn moon trucks. You work, you get a gun.

What’s going on?

It’s MKU. MKU, man. They’re everywhere right now.

MKU? MKU what?

They’ll bust you open my door. They’re coming after me and Willow right now. Right now.

That’s heavy metal, bro.

Yeah.

Hey, where is she?

I don’t know. I gotta charge my phone to find out. Here, use my phone.

I can’t. They’ll trace that phone. I gotta use my phone.

Let’s do that at my place. We gotta go.

Your place?

Yeah.

You got a gun at your place?

I’ll get you a gun.

You have a gun, right?

Yes.

Okay.

Right now, it’s a goddamn roundup. I gotta deal with this shit.

Okay. Yeah.

I just think that’s enough.

Let’s go to your place. Let’s go to your place. I’ll charge my phone. You got a gun there?

Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob.

What?

Get up to the tummy. Okay? Listen. Breathe.

All right.

Okay?

Cool out.

Push your waves. Push your waves. Let’s go. Let’s go.

I’ll follow you.

Come on.

Que yo te bendiga, esperanza. No te olvides de dejar la puerta del sótano abierta. Estoy ahí en 20 minutos.

We got a little Latino Harriet Tubman situation going on at my place. All legit, from the heart. No caps. Here, use my phone.

No, no.

They trace that, understand? They trace those calls.

Let’s get the shades.

Fuck.

Me and Willa’s mom used to run around and do some real bad shit together. We were part of the French 75. They got her, now they’re coming after us. Fuck.

You’re a bad hombre, Bob.

So?

I’m Agent Danvers. How are you?

Great.

What’s your name?

Bluto.

Bluto. Nice to meet you, Bluto. Do you mind if I have your phone? Go ahead and unlock it for me.

Thank you. Hey, sorry for crashing the party like we did, but we have a few questions we want to ask you. Is that all right with you?

Sure.

You’re shaking. Are you okay?

I’m good.

You nervous?

A little bit.

Do you need anything?

A little bit.

If you tell me the truth, you’re out of here in 10 seconds.

Yes, sir.

If you lie to me, we’re going to have some problems.

Yes, sir.

You know Willa Ferguson, right?

How do you know her?

We’re good friends.

Okay. Do you know where she is right now?

I’m not sure.

When was the last time you saw her?

I saw her at the dance.

Before you guys came into the dance?

What’s her number?

She doesn’t have a phone. Her dad doesn’t let her, so…

The only high school girl in America. Willa Ferguson doesn’t have a phone.

I guess so.

I’ll go to her residential address for Sergio St. Carlos.

What is it?

It’s an old tracking device. It goes off when it’s within 100 yards of hers, if it works. And it never works. Sometimes it does, but mostly it doesn’t.

What about her phone?

She doesn’t have a phone. … What, she has a phone?

Yes.

You have her phone number, man?

No, everybody knows she has a phone.

Everybody knows she has a phone? Why didn’t you tell me she has a phone? She’s not allowed to have a goddamn phone.

Well, maybe she wouldn’t want you to get mad.

I don’t get mad. I don’t get mad about anything anymore.

---

Are you scared?

No.

No? Well, you should be. Dad ever mention Steve Lockjaw?

Yeah.

Yeah? What did he tell you?

He’s the one who killed my mom.

[Protest Chants]

Let’s fight fire with fire.

Roger that. Send in Eddie Van Halen.

[Chants continue]

[Explosion]

[Chants continue]

Less than a minute!

[Chants continue]

Less than a minute!

BeeGee!

[inaudible Spanish]

Meet me at Genesis right now, tell the sensei.

They’re with me okay, help me bring everything inside and meet me upstairs, don’t get locked out.

Oh, everybody the store is closed, help. C’mon c’mon. Hey!

We got 20 minutes to get everybody to the church, okay, I… I need your help. Okay? I need you to go upstairs and do me a favor. I know you don’t like the tunnel you’re gonna have to come with me.

Okay.

Go upstairs and give ’em a hand.

Yeah.

Esteban! Esteban get off your phone andele! Come to the front of the store and keep an eye on the store!

Hey! Get off the phone! Get off the phone!

I’m not on the phone man! Fuck. I’m trying to charge the phone!

God damn, man!

Family, family, I need you to grab your children and your things and make a line for me because today we’re going to flee immigration. Hurry! Hurry!

No, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Listen to me for a moment, don’t be afraid. We will be with you all the time and God is with us, but we have to move.

Bob. Not safe for you there. Follow me. Line them up with the hallway. I’ll be in 24.

You win so when you lose some. Bob! Bob! Bob! You’re back on defense.

On defense, man.

Where do my rules one price Aubrey get off the phones go to the second floor.

We’re moving them out. Thank you. Okay.

This is everybody. Yeah, everybody. This is Bob.

Was about to say everybody say hello. Okay. I don’t know Jacob.

I need you to go to the second floor. My he said I would move in the mouth now.

This is Rachel.

Hi Rachel.

This is Bob and this is Landon.

Nice to meet you right here.

I’ll be on the couch.

Thank you, brother. Thank you. All right.

Come on.

Sorry, man.

I got power. I got power. What are you us?

Hi. What’s up? What’s up homie? It’s uh, it’s me again Bob Ferguson. I don’t remember what we spoke earlier on the phone I think we had a little misunderstanding. I think we got off on the wrong foot. I was trying to get the rendezvous point for my daughter.

Right?

Well, look look maybe I can maybe I can give you some information and then you give me some information. We’ll just share a little information. My name is Bob Ferguson. I don’t know if you ever heard me All right. I was part of French 75 for years years and years. All right, they used to call me ghetto pad rocket man. Only problem is I fried my brain since then man. I I have abused drugs and alcohol For the past 30 years man I’m a drug and alcohol lover and I cannot remember for the life of me or the life of my only child The answer to your question. What time is it a 15 now? I I need this rendezvous point You understand what I’m saying? I need it. I understand

If you don’t give me the rendezvous point, I swear to God I will hunt you down and stick a loaded fucking hot piece of dynamite right up your fucking asshole.

Okay, this doesn’t feel like you’re violating my space right now. Violating your space, man? Come on. What kind of revolutionary are you brother? We’re not even in the same room here We’re talking on the phone Noise trigger listen, I want to know something. I want to know one thing when this is all said and done. What what is your name?

I need to know your name Yeah Get a better name comrade Josh, that’s a fucking ridiculous name for a revolutionary first off. Second off I want to know your coordinates. I want to know your location right now. What is it?

You’re really intolerable man, this is not the way the revolutionaries do shit. How hard you are to talk to you know the information that I’m trying to give you? You’re a little nitpicking prick That’s what you are a little nitpicking prick and you know what I’m gonna do to nitpicking pricks I’m gonna call in a Greyhawk 10. I’m calling a Greyhawk 10. All right I want you to get your supervisor on the phone right now cuz I know you got one I know you got one comrade Josh. All right, you’re pulling way over your fucking head way over your head All right, put your commanding officer on the phone now. Calling in a Greyhawk 10.

That’s some fucked up nitpicking shit Got your one passport Assholes.

I’m sorry. I brought all this shit to your door, man. I’m sorry about everything Thank you, Bobby. Take it all We’ve been late siege for hundreds of years. You did nothing wrong. Don’t get selfish.

Life! Life!

Just always some little little tiny detail, right?

Okay I mean When I’m not just yeah, that’s okay. Yeah, perfect

Why is this taking so long for God’s sakes, you guys are so incompetent! Hurry up!

I Want to do we’re gonna squirter internal to the target building follow on for Sergio San Carlos. I need to go kinetic. Setting up breach time now. I need to follow on vehicles.

Yeah, hi, who’s this.

Oh Who’s this?

This is Bob Ferguson. Who’s this my brother?

It’s your man. Tell me man My brother you listen menu, you gotta help me out man. They got Willa. You heard they got Willa, right?

I mean, I need I need the rendezvous point now What’s my favorite kind of pussy I Mexican hairless Okay, one second you motherfucker. It’s a goddamn war hero Hey rendezvous is sisters of the brave beaver Sisters of the brave beaver. I don’t know. Is that that compound out in the hills?

I need the coordinates exact coordinates. Okay, one second. Tell them how to get there apologize. I mean it Hello,

Hi prick, give me the fucking coordinates now! Make it snappy!

Okay, slow down articulate.

Bring up the hooligan Oh You want to formally say you’re sorry, huh? It was a fucking password by the way, you fucking Time doesn’t exist yet. It controls us anyway.

Fuck you! You fucking moron. Fuck you. You obviously don’t have kids you fucking idiot!

Hey…I got the coordinates…it’s it’s old Mission Road to Crock Creek and then the Chupacabra Hills.

Time to go Bob.

All right, let’s go. Let’s go. I got the coordinates man.

We’ve got the window, Bob. Be careful. Look out the window.

Shit! They’re here.

Goddamn it.

Okay, I think those things are gone. They knock you know what to do I don’t make too many calls man. I’m a joke. I think a tracer coffee is tracer coffee. So what’s the plan?

BeeGee

what’s the plan?

That’s my weapon Gotta go man. I’m gonna take him up on the roof Across to my car laughs his alley here my key. She dropped him off. You call me Latino. He’d come with me No, I’m not going with them. I’m supposed to go with you. I need you brother, sensei sensei sensei, please. Courage Bob, courage.

Oh Thank you, hey, thank you sensei. Thank you sensei. Thank you Shit, come on Give a shit what you do. I’m gonna need that number in the next 10 seconds. I don’t think sir Do I look like your parent?

Give me the fucking number stand up. Put your hands behind your back. I don’t have her phone number up put your hands behind your back Come get him out of here. I Have it you have it now What is it I Thought you took AP commonsense sit the fuck down What’s the number it’s under located Give it to me. I Asked you if you had a phone you looked me in my face and you lied I am here to save your fucking life. Do you understand?

Don’t lie to me again After twos on the horn females headsets heading South on 135 Freeze So one exfil Fuck Oh Oh BeeGee What the fuck happened?

And my rifle okay, maybe a secret heart Oh Oh Rochelle Well, Deandra, what you missed it now. I have the child Willa Ferguson.

This is profiteer Beverly Hills daughter. I’m coming to you in an hour of need and desperation for safekeeping Unbelievable Do I look just like her?

No Not really What you do on the inside Which makes you quite a risk around here the Daughter of a rat is a baby rat and we must be careful Can you cook Yes We will not allow residents to anyone who cannot take responsibility for both her input and output Output Can I know what I eat and secure what I should if that’s what you mean That’s what I mean Sister Bob’s show baby profiteer to the poncho via, bro All right Let me run shit down to you. So you’ll have the towels over here The bathroom is straight through there. The pillows is right there as you can see and don’t ask her fucking WiFi because we ain’t got nothing Make yourself at home Goldilocks What does she know She thinks her mom was a hero And I Didn’t have the guts to tell the truth I Couldn’t Put video Beverly Hills is a problem that keeps on giving This revolution doesn’t need another one of her running around It’s hard enough You got more fighting you than the rest of us Deandra I Got sick of this shit a long time ago oh Alice, how are you, darling?

Carrie, well, thank you.

You look great.

You hungry?

Yeah, yeah.

But I’m actually, I think I’m about to be running late.

Well, I can fix you some pancakes.

You can have them on your way out.

Are these the banana pancakes, the famous Alice banana pancakes?

Those are the ones.

I know they’re waiting for you.

I better get down there.

It’s great to see you again, Alice.

You too.

[“Hark the Herald Angels Sing” playing] To give them second birth, Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King.

Come in.

Jim.

Merry Christmas, Hail St. Nick.

Merry Christmas.

How you doing?

Good, good.

It’s been too long.

It has, it’s good to see you again.

You know Virgil Throckmorten

Virgil’s down from cleansing and distortion.

And you know Bill Desmond from Whitehall.

Very good to see you again. Merry Christmas.

And of course you know Roy Moore

5th Fleet Field General from the Southwest.

Good Morning.

Take a seat.

So, what’s cooking? How can I help?

Well, Tim, there’s this troubling little rumor we’ve just heard.

And we brought you in to see if you could help clear it up.

I’m going to hand you over to Bill.

I’ll give you the details.

Over to you, Bill.

Tim, I’m going to get right to it.

There’s an unconfirmed report that Colonel Stephen J. Lockjaw is the father of a mixed race child.

Which mix?

There’s no real easy way to say this, but yeah.

It’s black.

Well, that would be quite the revelation if it were true.

Bill, may I ask what your source is?

Sure.

As part of a WNT white background check, some old paperwork turned up in a computer file on the black militant named Jungle Pussy.

She told an officer this very story 15 years ago.

15 years ago.

It’s been there the whole time in ancient file.

Pure luck we caught it.

So where’s the pussy?

Oh, she’s long dead.

No more pussy.

A few days ago, Lockjaw hired a bounty hunter to make a civilian extraction in El Paso.

It was led by an Avanti Q.

You know him?

Yeah, I know Avanti.

He’s a good soldier.

Not great?

I mean, he’s excellent, but he’s not a native son.

It’s a dirty little secret.

He passes for half Mexican, but he’s actually part Comanche or Eskimo.

He’s a fantastic tracker.

I’m going to tell you how much money someone had in their pocket based on a footprint, but he is not homegrown, so I would not trust it.

Yeah.

Well, he’s apparently good enough to find what Lockjaw was looking for.

Yeah.

He found Howard Somerville.

ExFriend 75, he runs an underground railroad bringing illegals from our Southern border to back down cross and North where he set up a socalled sanctuary city, giving jobs and housing to drug dealers and psychopaths.

He’s also a reefer addict.

Really?

Well, he sounds like a class act, this guy.

Next thing we know, Colonel Lockjaw’s mobilized his task force into back down cross and conducted a Class A raid on the Chicken Lickin’ Frozen farm.

Oh, no.

I love their nuggets.

Well, this could mean a nugget shortage.

Not to mention the Chicken Lickin’s own by our fellow Christmas adventurer, Brother Bert Rimhorn, who wants his wetbacks back to work.

Next.

He hit the high school, Tim.

Yeah.

The high school.

And now all hell’s broken loose on the streets of back down cross.

And he’s turned off his ATACs.

I’m sorry to interrupt, but I think I’m picking up what you gents are laying down here.

This is a curious chain of events.

So Lockjaw’s looking for his halfbreed, but do we know where the mama bear is?

Funny you should ask that.

Perfidia Beverly Hills.

Currently MIA.

Former French 75.

She went into witness protection about 15 years ago, only to disappear.

The arresting agent?

Colonel Stephen J. Lockjaw.

Agency sightings ever in Cuba or Algiers, depending on the report.

So not the mothering type, I take it.

And they call us the savages.

Lockjaw got his dick dirty.

He needs to clean it.

He can find this kid.

He can dispose of the evidence.

And continue to make fools out of all of us.

What would you like me to do, sir?

Tim, given your expertise in family cases, we felt that…

Make it clean.

Clean?

We should all be able to eat off the floor.

Is that clean?

Yes, sir.

Well, all right, gents.

I think I’m headed West.

And may Saint Nick be with you.

All hail Saint Nick.

I have something to ask you, okay?

Okay.

Was she a rat?

Yeah, she was.

My dad told me she was a hero.

Hey, stop banging your head. Stop banging your head.

Stop banging your head on that.

Okay.

Sir, do you know your last name?

No.

What’s your last name?

Batman.

Okay, come on, I need to know your real last name.

Okay.

Okay.

What’s your last name?

Batman.

Okay, come on, I need to know your real last name.

Parker, Peter Parker, man.

Peter Parker?

Yeah.

All right, listen, this is your last chance.

If you don’t give me your real last name, it’s gonna be another try.

Okay, okay, stop harassing me for God’s sakes.

Parker, Jim Parker, man.

Your name’s Jim Parker?

Yeah.

Okay, Jim, what’s your date of birth?

I’m somewhere in the 80s, man.

In the 80s.

Yeah.

Okay, you’re up.

Let’s go.

Get up.

Sit down there.

Mr. Jim Parker, is that correct?

42 years old?

Sir, she’s gonna be taking your vitals behind you, okay?

Mr. Parker.

Mr. Parker, over here.

Do you have any medical problems?

Mr. Parker, can you look at me, sir?

Bob, can you look at me?

Are you diabetic?

Are you diabetic?

Yeah.

Did you take your insulin yesterday?

You know, if you’re a bad hombre, you make sure you take your insulin on a daily basis, right?

Officer, we’re not gonna be able to take this one.

It needs to go out to the ER.

Thank you, sir. Have a good day.

Hey, how’s it going?

Hey, how are you?

Good, thanks.

Mr. Parker, here’s your restroom, okay?

Let’s check your sugar.

You are gonna go through the bathroom, straight down the hall to the right, to the fire escape right now.

Right now?

Right now.

Hey, Bob.

Sam, Sam, Sam.

Oh, my God.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Yeah, how many?

Thank you.

Let’s do a selfie.

Okay.

We did it. We did it.

Let’s get out of here, man.

Sisters of the Great Beaver, Chupacabra Hills, Chupacabra Hills.

Let’s play off.

Siri, Sisters of the Great Beaver.

Chupacabra Hills.

Chupacabra Hills.

Okay.

Not every day you get to rescue a 75’er twice in the same day.

Let’s rock and fucking roll.

Yeah.

Let’s go.

Hey, Mark, sir.

Right.

Oh, incredible.

Sir, I’m Colonel Steve Lockjaw.

I’m not being fucked with.

You got information from me.

Spit it out.

Saw a car, a gray van, heading North of Craw Creek Road.

Carrying?

Couldn’t tell.

White man driving, black girl passenger.

North.

What’s in these hills?

Sisters of the Brave Beaver.

Who are they?

They grow wheat.

They’re nuns.

Is that some kind of sick joke on God?

I’m not joking.

How many women?

I don’t know.

A bunch.

Ten or 20.

Weapons?

I think they’re vegetarian.

Men, let’s do what we do.

Delta 2, this is Delta 1.

We need to pull the imagery.

Mountain chain, 10 kilometers NorthWest.

I copy.

Go, go, go!

Hey, Smith.

Come closer.

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

If this doesn’t line up, you’ll go free.

But if it does line up, if this is straight line, you got a problem.

What is it?

Do you see it, Jim?

I will do you now.

You’re 16 or 17.

It’s either one of those.

Do you have a boyfriend?

I don’t have anything to say to you.

You’re too young to have a boyfriend, so the answer is no.

Don’t answer for me.

That all makes sense.

You snag her out of the high school.

Find her phone.

Curb stop that.

But then you fumble her on the 90yard line at some stankass nunnery.

That’s gonna hurt.

You help me, I’ll help you.

You can be Pat Calhoun.

Rocket Man.

Ghetto Pat.

And I’ll let you go home, and I’ll let you save the little girl.

You know, she’s with the colonel, right?

By whom?

I do mean federal prison for you.

Did you rape her?

Do you think you’re my daughter?

Did you love her?

Answer me.

Do you think you’re my daughter?

It doesn’t matter what that test says.

I have a father, and it’s not you.

Is that what you call a father?

It wasn’t enough for your mother.

How’s he gonna be enough for you?

Where is he?

I swear, I don’t know.

I don’t know.

Deandre, you know how many people sit across from me and swear to God they don’t know?

I swear to God, I don’t know.

I swear to God, if you do know, we can save that girl.

The girl didn’t do anything, and I don’t know.

I don’t know where he is.

If I knew where he was, I would tell you I don’t know where he is.

What’s wrong with you?

Where is he?

Save yourself.

Go to prison.

I’ll take it to the colonel.

You save the girl.

Those are your options.

You’re gonna lose, lose, maybe save your life position.

You should put on more makeup to make yourself look better.

You go to a dance, you make it after.

You put on more makeup.

Why is your shirt so tight?

I’m not gay, if that’s what you’re saying.

I didn’t say that.

I’m not homosexual.

I did not say that, but I see the lifts in your shoes.

Oh, you are a smartass.

You know, oh, yeah, you know.

You’re just, you’re just a little princess, aren’t you?

Smartmouthed.

Think your mother, your mother had a smartmouth and I buried her.

Are you having trouble remembering what you just read?

It’s a straight line.

I have a problem.

If it’s not, you have to let me go.

God, there’s no way I’m actually yours, because I can actually fucking read.

Shut up.

Just shut up, you fucking nut!

Uhoh.

Get my vehicle, put my kid in the car.

Just never thought this fucker would come back for us.

I got lazy, man.

I wasn’t paying attention.

I thought the person coming through that door one day was going to be your mom, not this fucking asshole.

See your daughter, you know, she can teach her girl stuff, she can do her hair, she can be a mom.

I can’t do her hair, man.

You know that?

I don’t know how to do her hair right.

Wow.

I’ll go dark on my body.

I won’t.

I’m here.

I’m here.

Bring it down, bro.

Motherfucker.

Here it comes.

Put this in your backpack.

Guess this is the end of the line, huh?

Not for you.

Ocean waves, ocean waves.

I’ve got to get you, kemo sabe.

Well, no, I’ll hit it on foot.

On foot?

Here we go.

I’m going to turn on this gas station, we’re going to slow down and we tuck and roll.

I’ll take it from there.

Unbuckle and get ready.

Tuck and roll.

Yeah.

Okay.

Roll it through your ass.

What?

No fear.

Just like Tom fucking Cruise.

Okay, jump on four.

One.

Two.

Give me a gun.

Three.

Go.

Go.

Four.

Slow down.

Slow.

Four Bob!

What?

Go.

Four.

Go.

Go.

Jeff, leave it.

Making up for lost time?

Daddydaughter games?

Daddydaughter games?

I am a Christmas adventurer.

You know what that is?

No!

I have a higher calling.

It is a higher honor than having you.

I loved her in case you were wondering.

Best Goddamned looking witch I ever saw.

02:01:16.000 > 02:01:17:000 Shut up.

Yeah, she was possessed. She was like you. You have it in you. I smelled it from within her and I can smell it from within you!

She was a fucking rat.

She was a warrior, a righteous warrior. Freedom

and she fought the weak!

She was a fucking rat!

Huh? Huh?

You should respect your mother, and your father both.

Punch your fuckin’ eyes out!

Monty How’s the bounty business?

It’s all right. How’s it with you?

Things can be better. It’s not one thing. It’s fucking another thing. You find that to be true?

Anyway, I…

Need to dispose of this one Who is it murder suspect wetbag halfbreed involved narco cartels nobody that will be missed That’s a kid. I don’t do kids kids do bad shit What are you doing? I can’t do it. I’m busy so you can do it. Well then get a girl to do I don’t want Eric Garrett to do it. I’ll pay you don’t do your daily rate get this done. I don’t give a shit I’m not doing it. All right You know 1776 now five miles outside Del Rio by Walters landing. Yeah, you get her to them. I’ll pay you daily rate Oh Oh You got no matters god damn it your race, right You see that you see that that’s a good mother brought up I I Said is someone gonna come by looking for you Yeah, they’re gonna find me fuck you up I Fuck Oh No Uh, uh little lady, hand man, hand man, hand man.

Go that way.

That way, not that way.

That way, to the right.

Thank you!

Thank you!

Stop.

Lift your shirt and turn around.

Put your hands on top of your head.

Alright, let’s go to work.

Do you have any weapons on you, sir?

No, sir.

Why are you running from us?

I had a long day, ma’am.

You didn’t see the lights back there?

Yes, I did.

What did you talk about in the vehicle?

Excuse me?

What did you talk about in the vehicle back there?

Trash.

You sure about that?

Yes, ma’am.

You’ve been drinking today?

I’ve had a few.

A few what?

A few small beers.

There you are.

I see you.

I see you.

I got you, motherfucker.

I got you.

Faster, you fucking piece of shit.

Go!

What is that, sir?

What do you want?

Sound from Lockjaw?

Thanks.

We got a body.

Copy, copy.

Thanks, wagon burner.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

God damn it.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Hey, fuckstick, what are you doing?

Hey, Red, I know you hear me.

That firewire’s got you fucking retarded.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Green anchors!

Bare my old bellies!

And order the old junction!

Green anchors!

Bare my old bellies!

And order the old junction!

Willow!

Willow.

Willow.

Willow.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please.

Please, please, please.

Please, please, please.

Green Acres, Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville Junction!

What?

Green Acres, Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville Junction!

I don’t know!

I don’t know!

I don’t know!

Willa?

Willa?

Green Acres, Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville Junction!

No, no, no, baby, it’s me!

Willa, it’s me!

Green Acres, Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville Junction!

Okay!

Okay!

It’s your dad!

Willa!

Willa!

Willa, will no longer be so goddamn relevant.

Look at me!

Who are you?

It’s your dad.

Look at me.

It’s okay.

It’s okay.

Are you okay?

Come on. Go to the car. Go.

Let’s go. Let’s go.

Oh, my God.

You’re okay now. You’re okay.

Do you know Black Militant by the name of Perfidia Beverly Hills?

Yes, I do.

Was she a member of the rebel group known as the French 75?

She was.

Yeah.

Colonel Arjoa, did you engage in a romantic relationship with this woman?

Gentlemen, I have engaged the enemy face to face in battle and in the dark alleys and shadows of espionage.

I was once raped in reverse.

Raped in reverse?

Could you explain how that might work for us, Colonel Arjoa?

The enemy employed deception. I was drugged.

And while unconscious, my brain was not working, but my power was, and I believe it was taken advantage of.

What kind of proof do you have? If you’re unconscious, how do you know this to be true?

I don’t know it to be true, but I suspect it. When I awoke, there was sensitivity in a private place, and there was some residue of an interaction.

Interaction?

I believe she was a spermatica.

A semen demon, that’s correct.

Colonel Arjoa, what would be the purpose of the enemy raping you in reverse?

They saw the power of my mind and body. They desired it.

Congratulations, Steve.

You’re a Christmas adventurer.

Oh, Mommy, thank you, sir.

Let me show you around the SouthWest headquarters.

Shall we go for a walk?

Yes, sir.

First stop on the tour, your new office.

Oh, my.

You know, if I’m being honest, Sandia, there was a minute there where I didn’t think I was going to make it.

Oh, Arjoa, we’re lucky to have you.

Now, obviously, it goes without saying, this is just one place where you can hang your hat, take meetings, sell a few personal items.

We’d like our members to feel like they have a home away from home, anytime, day or night.

That’s a fine idea.

Now, it’s empty right now, but we’ll let you personalize it.

A man’s taste defines him, doesn’t it?

It does indeed, sir.

And here we are, Suite 55.

Look at that view.

Would you look at that?

There, absolutely.

Damn it.

I forgot your keys.

Wait here.

I’ll just grab them from my office.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

I’ve been holding on to something for a while now, and I wanted to give it to you.

Okay.

I didn’t give it to you before because I just didn’t want to expose you to certain stuff.

I didn’t want you to feel sad or confused about it.

I don’t know what I wanted.

I wanted to protect you from all your mom’s shit, from all my shit.

I just, I suppose I wanted to be the one that you came to for help, right?

The one, the cool dad that you could say anything to, even though I know that’s impossible.

But I don’t want to lie to you about anything anymore.

And I’ve been holding on to something for a couple years now, and I just want to, I just want to give it to you.

Okay.

I want to share this with you.

And if you want to see it, you can see it.

Do you want to see it?

I don’t know what it is, dad.

You don’t know what it is?

No.

It’s a, it’s a letter.

It’s a letter from your mom.

Is it from me or from you?

It’s for you.

Do you want to go read it alone?

Go ahead.

Dear Charlene, Hello from the other side of the shadows.

I don’t mean to shock you, but I’ve been contemplating writing for a long time.

I often wake up and I find it completely crazy how and why I am where I am today and disconnected from my family.

I pretended my whole life, pretended to be strong, pretended to be dead.

Is it too late for us after all my lies?

Are you happy?

Do you have love?

What will you do when you get older?

Will you try to change the world like I did?

We failed.

Maybe you will not.

Maybe you will be the one who puts the world right.

I think of you every single day, every single day.

And I wish I had been strong for the both of us.

I know someday when it’s right and it’s safe, you will find me.

Please send a kiss to your dad when I get home back.

Love your mom…

Perfidia.

How do I get this flash to work?

It’s not getting my face.

Huh?

I don’t know how to get my face.

Swipe up and then there’s a lightning bolt.

And then on there it says flash auto on and off.

No.

Well, if you push the, there’s a little circle on the bottom right side, click that.

Okay, or take it with the back. I guess that’s fine.

Or press the circle.

Did they say Oakland?

Yeah.

You know, Oakland’s a three and a half hour drive from here.

Yeah.

You know that’s far, right?

It’s raining now.

Hey, be careful.

I won’t.

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