02x05 - Bruce Wayne McQueen

[bunniefuu]

Any pain, Ms. McQueen?

I just I can't feel my legs.

Try to breathe for me.

Electrocauterizer.

Suction.

blade.

Get the team in here.

Is Is it a boy?
Give up on the Apgar for now.

Why isn't he

Is he okay?

No chest rise.

Wait.

Bring him here.Put up the blood.

Please let me have him.Can you just let me have him?

-Code White, OR .
-Initiating CPR.

-Code White, OR .
-Hey.

Give me . milligrams
epinephrine.Group O, RBC.

-Prepping breathing pump.
-What's wrong? Is he breathing?

FiO, .

-No chest movement.
-Suction.

Let me see him.

-Just lay still.
-Give him to me.

Is he dead?

Is he dead?

Somebody answer me!

-Where's the epi?
-Loading the bolus now.

Please.

No chest movement.
Heart rate falling.

Alright. We need to intubate.
Push the epi.
What are you doing to him?

God damn it, somebody tell me
what's happening to my baby.

Prep for intubation.

Please let

Can you just me have him?

Chest movement.

SpO, .

Code clear, OR.

Code clear.

SpO, .

Congratulations,
Ms. McQueen.

You have a son.

Wayne's been
talking to Manx.

I dunno how the bastard did it,

but he's been visiting Wayne
in his dreams,

talking to him, like, for real.

He knows where we are, Vic.

Wayne told him.

I'm coming.

Do not let Wayne
get into that car.

That was Mom.

She wasn't upset.
Neither am I.

You didn't
do anything wrong.

This is not your fault,okay, dude?

Um, we're gonna be okay.

Your mom's on her way.

Me and Grandpa, we're gonnaprotect you until she gets here.

Who am I kidding?

Look at this guy.

Man, you don't need
my protection.

Look how strong
you are, man.

You've always been way,way tougher than me.

Come on.

Pull over immediately.

You can't be here, sir.

Hey, buddy.

I said move it along.

I'm sorry, ma'am.I must've made a wrong turn.

Um, I could use
some directions.

May I have a moment
of your time?

Okay.

Sure.
Where you headed?

I want you to head down tothe lake house below there.

I want you to find
the people inside,

and I want you
to k*ll everybody.

Hands in the air.

As you wish.

Put that thing down.

Out of the car.
Now.

Spare the child.
The boy shouldn't be touched.

And leave some time
for yourselves.

You have your instructions.
Go.

I heard.

You and Wayne stay here.
Lock up the house.

I'm gonna tell the feds
we're compromised.

The cops
can't stop them.

You need to stay in herewith us.

Look, ANFO is our only line ofdefense against Bing Partridge.

Trust me.You, me, and two FBI agents
that's four against one.

No way he can take us all down
before backup gets here.It's not just one guy.

It's two guys that's

It's Bing Partridge
and Charlie Manx.

No, that sicko's dead.

No, Grandpa, I saw him.

That's just a bad dream,kiddo.

Sometimes
those feel real.

It wasreal.

Charlie Manx
came to the house.

Wayne talked to him.

He's alive, Mr. McQueen.

Look, I know it sounds batshit,but it's true.

Look, he was dead,

he came back to life,and now he's coming here.

That g*n will only
slow him down.

Vic wanted the ANFO
to blow up his car,

a Rolls-Royce Wraith.

It's the only way to stop him.Okay. Stop!

Look, I don't care if he's
in a Rolls or a g*dd*mn t*nk,

if it's a guy, guys.

I'm gonna make 'em pay
for what they did to Vic.

She'll do it herself.

Your daughter is the only wayto find him.

Look.

Vic is more powerfulthan any of us understand, sir.

Was just coming down
to talk to you guys.

There's a problem.

Aah!

Wayne, get down! Hide!Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Wait.

This is my house.

My name is Chris McQueen!

This is my house!

Aah!

Grandpa!

No, no, no.

Hey, hey!

I told you to get down.

Agent Chen
sh*t Grandpa.

Okay.
Look, your mom's on her way.

We're gonna be okay.
We're okay, we're okay.

You sound scared.No.

Me? No, man.
We're We're gonna be okay.

Wait.

What's that noise?

Smells like cookies.

Mmm. Smells good.

Wait here.

Hold your breath.

Okay.
Wayne, come here.

Alright, let's go.

Follow me.

Hey, Wayne.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.Help!

Wayne.

Wayne, wait.

-Help!
-Wayne. Wayne.

Hey.

I just want...Help!

I just want to talk to you.Somebody help!

-Wait.
-Help!

Wait.

Hey, there,
little buddy.

It's time for the two of usbuckos to head to Christmasland.

Aah!

Your ass is grass.

Your ass
is so much grass.

Mr. Partridge!
Bring the boy here.

Good to see you in person again,Wayne.

You and I have been dreamingabout each other, haven't we?

Now, fear not, my boy.

Your wildest dreamsare about to come true.

Manx!

Let him go.

Lou.

Lou. Are you okay?

Lou, look at me.
Are you awake?Huh? What?

Where's Wayne.

Oh.
Where is he?

Bing.

Wait! Wait.

The detonator.
Take it.

Manx!

Let him go!

Mom!

Wake up, Mom! Help!

Wake up, wake up, wake up!

Okay.

Wake up!
Wake up!

Wake up!Wake up, Victoria.

Can you hear me, Vic?

Mom, help!

Mom!

Help!

Aah!

I didn't say
you could get up.

I asked if you were
listening to me.

You will want to listento me, Vic.

Help! Mom!You're stillnot listening, Vic.

Mom!

Fine.

Have it your way.

Aah!

Dad says it's got armor,
to protect you.

No, Mom,
you have to play dead.

There you go, Vic.Now you're listening.

I hope that you have gallivantedto your heart's content.

I hope that you drankand slept around

as women like you
are wont to do.

Because you won't begallivanting anymore.

You won't be riding your biketo the bar or the liquor store

or away from
your beautiful boy.

To think...

...we live in a worldwhere a whore like you

is allowed
to have a child.

Your boy's with me now.

You nearly stole my childrenfrom me,

and now I claim yoursfrom you.

Your boy is with me now,

and you will never have himback, do you understand?

Say "thank you," Vic.

For bringing Wayne more joythan you ever could.

For giving him a homeyou never could.

For giving him love.

If you had a grateful bone inyour body, you'd say thank you.

Aw, come on, Vic.

Say thanks.

Thank you.

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Wayne.

Wayne.
Wayne.

Wayne!

Mom!

Wayne.
Wayne, Wayne.

Hey, it's gonna be okay.

I'm gonna get you out, Bats.It's gonna be okay.

Mom! Mom, run!

Wayne, Wayne.

No matter where he takes you,I'm gonna find you, okay?

I'm gonna bring you home.I love you, okay?

You just never forget that.You never forget that, okay?

I love you, too.

Mom!

Go!

Hold on tight,
my dear boy.

Mom! No!

Mom!

You ran her over!
Mom!

Boys who make filthy noiseget no toys.
Mom!

Help! Mom!Boys who yelp get no help.
Don't mind him, Wayne.

Mr. Partridge is being
an old spoilsport.

But I think we can manage
to have some fun.

Mom!

In fact, I'm about to have
some fun right now.

Don't hurt my mom.I think it's best
you put the boy down

for a little nap,
Mr. Partridge.

It's difficult to reason with a
child when he's so overwrought.

And I don't want him
to see what comes next.

May I come with you?

I want to have some funwith Vic McQueen, too.

Stay in the car.
Take good care of the child.

And you'll have all the fun
you can handle

as soon as we get
to Christmasland, Bing.

I want to ride
the sleighcoaster.

With Mike.
First thing.

And then I wantto eat lots of candy,

and I want to drink
hot cocoa.

With Mike again.
Promise me.

Upon your arrival
at Christmasland,

I promise
there will be a feast

beyond your wildest
imagination.

Just a small nap, Wayne.That's all.

The road to Christmasland
is paved in dreams.

You'll be there soon.

Mom!

Wake up, Mom! Help!

Mom!Hey, hey.

Mom! Help!You'll want toshut your mouth.

Wake up, Victoria.

Or I'll pump you
full of lead.

Can you hear me, Vic?

How would you like that?Not too much, I bet.

Huh, bucko?

I ought to
bite you back.

Bite you twice.

Once for what you did

and once for your naughty mommy,Vic McQueen.

Could bite you in yourpretty little face.

You know you have a facelike a pretty girl?

But it wouldn't
be so pretty

if I bit your cheek outand spit it on the floor.

Charlie Manx would be mad
if you hurt me.

That's what he said.

He said you have to
take good care of me.

You're nothing like Mike.Fine.

We'll just sit here
and enjoy the show.

Mom!

Mom!
He's hurting her!

That's what Mr. Manx does

to dirty whoreswho tell dirty lies.

And when he's done...

I'm next.

And I ain't half as niceas Mr. Manx.

It's time for your nap.

Mom! Help!

Nighty night.

No, please.

Trick or treat!

You're leaving, aren't you?

You be good.

I love you.

Wayne.

Wayne. Hey.

Wayne!

Wayne! Wayne.

I'm gonna get you out.It's gonna

It's gonna be okay.

Mom! Mom, run!

Bats.

Bats. Bats, no matter where
he takes you, I will find you.

I will bring you home.
I love you, okay?

You never forget that.
Okay?

I love you, too.

Go!

I got you, dawg.

Stand back, little dude.

sh*t.

Dad! Look! Don't worry.
I'm gonna get you out, alright?

Behind you!We're gonna get your mom, andwe're gonna get out of here.

Dad, run! Dad!

Dad.

Dad.

Good news, Wayne.

Your father's coming with you
to Christmasland.
I know where you are!

You can't hide from me,
Vic McQueen.

Only a coward hits a man
and runs, Victoria!

But then, that's what you do,
isn't it? Run.

Even from
the things you love?!

Even from your own son?!

Rather than stand
and fight?!

We're not leaving...

till we finish
what we started, Vic.

You remember our time together
in the House of Sleep?

I do.

Every time it rains...

I think about how much fun
we had together.

About how much I still
have to teach you

about being a good mommy
instead of a naughty mommy.

And your boy your boy,
well, he's naughty, too.

Don't worry.

Mr. Manx will teach him
how to play nice.

And you want to know
the best part?

Hee-hee.

I'll be there with him.

He's my ticket
to Christmasland.

I suppose
it's true what they say.

Life really does move
in small circles.

Here we are again.

You're as hard to keep hold of
as a fish...

and the man you love is destinedfor a ride in my Wraith.

It's a dangerous game

endeavoring to love
Victoria McQueen.

I must admit
I learned that myself,

along with your boy's
real father,

when you lit us both on fire.

It's unfortunate the kids didn'tget to snack on Craig Harrison,

but they will feast on
Lou Carmody for weeks...

unless, of course,
you want to fight for him.

For your son?!

Wayne will call you sometimes
from Christmasland.

You don't believe it now,

but when you hear his voice,

you'll know he's better with me
than with you.

No! Mom!

Stop the car, please.

She does not deservethat moniker, my boy.

No mother worth her salt

would commit such horrible actsof v*olence

in front of her own son.

You hurt her.

You hurt my dad
and my grandpa, too.

Well, I would never
normally allow you

to bear witness
to such bloodshed,

but your mother left me no otheroption but to defend myself.

To defend you.

Do you know what that womandid to me?

I have children of my own.

She kept them from mefor years and years.

For nearly a decade, I couldhear my children calling for me,

and I know they went hungry.

You can't understandwhat it's like

to know your children need youand you cannot help them.

But you will
meet them soon.

In Christmasland.

Please.

I don't want to go.

Well, of courseyou do, Wayne.

Why else would you tell mewhere you were?

Look, I came for you

because it's what you wanteddeep in your heart.

In your dreams.

Look, hey, you madethe right choice, Wayne.

You have nothing
to regret.

You wanted a safe home,free from drinking and v*olence.

That's what every childdeserves.

And that's
what you'll have.

You'll be safe and soundin Christmasland,

and I promise I won'tdisappoint you like your mother.

Lou.

Lou, are you okay?
Hey.

I'm fine.

Go. Go. Go.

I'll look after him until
the ambulance gets here.

Dad. Dad, don't forgetto look after you.

It's nothing, Brat.

Are you sure?

Thank you.

Go, go, go.

Hey.

Find him and k*ll him.

Mom!

-Mom!
-Aah!

Is she dead?

Your mother can't hurt you
anymore, Wayne.

Thanks to
the hourglass man.

No. No. No.

No!

Wayne.
Wayne.

Wayne.

Where's my son?

Where is...

Help!
Somebody.

Wayne.

Mama.

My baby.

He's gone, Ma.

He's gone.

He's gone.

He's gone.