♪ ("b*at THE b*llet" BY VAIN PLAYING) ♪
♪ Hey you, I'm no fool ♪
♪ What you got going
what you got going ♪
♪ You've got temptation eyes ♪
♪ What you got hiding
what you got hiding... ♪
So, after the butterfly
flew out of Goff's head,
what happened to it?
I sh*t it. It just... blew apart.
It would've been nice
to have captured it,
but I guess it's good
it didn't get away.
VIGILANTE: (GROANS) I'm not sure
I'm ever gonna walk again.
Why?
VIGILANTE: m*therf*cker cut
half my pinky toe off.
It's the most important toe there is.
- I don't think so.
- Okay, that's not true.
VIGILANTE: Yeah, it is!
You can't walk without it!
You can walk just fine
without a pinky toe.
VIGILANTE: You'll
fall over all the time,
look stupid, and
everyone will laugh at you.
Who's gonna laugh at you for falling
over because you don't have a toe?
(LAUGHS LOUDLY)
I was just imagining it.
I'm s... I'm sorry.
You can't walk if you lose
your metatarsal.
That's like the knuckle
of the pinky toe.
- But if you just lose your pinky, it's fine.
- (VIGILANTE GRUNTS)
(HEAVY THUD)
What are we gonna do about him?
(g*ns COCKING)
- Hey, no!
- No!
♪ Do ya really wanna
do ya really wanna taste it ♪
♪ ("DO YA WANNA TASTE IT"
BY WIG WAM PLAYING) ♪
♪ Get it on, get it on top
make a move extreme ♪
- ♪ Make a pose ♪
- ♪ Make a shortcut to your dreams ♪
♪ Float straight to the stars
on that flying thing ♪
- ♪ Getting high, getting brave ♪
- ♪ Getting snow-blind, game... ♪
- ♪ Set, go! ♪
- ♪ Pick a tune, chick harpoon ♪
♪ In a world beyond
got a b*at, got a heat ♪
- ♪ On a phony string ♪
- ♪ Tear your world apart ♪
♪ Once the magic starts ♪
♪ Do ya really wanna
do ya really wanna taste it? ♪
♪ What's going up must come down ♪
♪ Do ya really wanna
do ya really wanna taste it? ♪
- ♪ Baby, you're losing ground ♪
- ♪ Blind to what you'll soon become ♪
- ♪ The mirror lies, the whole world's wrong but you... ♪
- (g*nsh*t)
♪ Dancing with blinkers on ♪
♪ Throw your dog the invisible bone ♪
♪ Do ya really wanna
do ya really wanna taste it? ♪
♪ What's going up must come down ♪
♪ Do ya really wanna
do ya really wanna taste it ♪
- ♪ Baby, you're losing ground ♪
- ♪ Blind to what you'll soon become ♪
♪ The mirror lies, the whole
world's wrong but you... ♪
♪ Dancing with blinkers on ♪
♪ Throw your dog the invisible bone ♪
- ♪ (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
- (EAGLE SQUAWKS)
- (METAL CREAKING)
- (CAR DOOR OPENING, SHUTTING)
♪ (MOODY ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(PEACEMAKER SIGHING)
- (VIGILANTE GROANING)
- (CAR LOCK CHIRPING)
- You okay to drive now?
- VIGILANTE: Yeah.
Harcourt and Adebayo, go through
those boxes from the Goff residence.
See if there's anything
to lead us to other butterflies.
Me? Why not John?
He's got to keep Judomaster alive!
Peacemaker, in my office.
- ♪ (MUSIC DARKENS) ♪
- (DOOR OPENING)
CLEMSON MURN:
You sure your head is in this?
- What?
- You choked last night.
Are you kidding me? Maybe that
wouldn't have happened
if you put a g*dd*mn dove
of peace on the sn*per r*fle!
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
One of the most important things
about k*lling someone, to me,
is a f*cking dove of peace
on the w*apon.
That's bullshit, and you know it!
You also told me to k*ll kids.
You didn't say why!
Yeah, okay, one was homely.
That didn't make it better,
it made it worse!
I started to feel sorry for it.
Yeah, I may have pushed you
too hard on that one.
I made a vow to have peace at any cost,
no matter how many men, women,
and children I need to k*ll to get it.
But I'm not f*cking k*lling kids
just because you say so!
You're sure that's all it is?
- Yeah.
- Good...
'cause right now the world
needs a son of a bitch,
and you're the only one I got.
- VIGILANTE: f*ck it! f*ck! f*ck!
- Well, I guess him now, too.
(GRUNTS) f*ck, it hurts to walk on!
- You sure about that?
- Yes.
- (VIGILANTE WHINING)
- Why?
Vigilante's a bit, uh... (WHISTLES)
You think that's something
I wouldn't have noticed?
Yeah. Yeah, right. (BREATHES DEEPLY)
Ever since I had to team up
with Matter-Eater Lad,
my sense of what's normal
is a little f*cked up.
You have to keep Vigilante close.
If he talks, he could ruin everything.
I once saw him eat
an entire Wendy's Restaurant.
Vigilante ate a restaurant?
No, Matter-Eater Lad. That's
his power, he can eat anything.
They took too long with
his fries or something.
The guy's a f*cking lunatic.
His name is Matter-Eater Lad?
Yeah, but with all that's going on,
why are you so interested in him?
Not the time to be
getting distracted, Murn.
Okay.
Hey, these butterflies...
they're like alien bugs that crawl up
into human brains and control people?
Get some rest, come back tonight.
We'll explain the whole thing.
Okay.
(DOOR CLOSING)
♪ (SUBDUED MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Listen, again, I'm sorry
about last night.
I've never k*lled anyone before.
You said.
I've never sh*t anyone.
I've never sh*t at anyone.
Hell, I'm a pescatarian.
So, you're okay with making that
poor bastard's last minute of life
the worst suffering imaginable
because you're too much of a coward
to put him out of his misery,
but you won't eat a f*cking fish?
Got it.
I do eat fish. Pescatarians,
we don't eat pork,
- or beef or...
- I don't give a sh*t, Adebayo.
The truth is, you want to do
this job, you can't balk. Ever.
You have to make the hard
choice when necessary.
I gotta go to the bathroom.
(SIGHS)
(DEEP EXHALE)
(TOILET FLUSHING)
Hey! You're just gonna keep him here?
JOHN ECONOMOS: What else
are we supposed to do with him?
I don't know, a hospital?
What, so he can narc?
God, there's so many secrets.
Yeah, that's what black ops is, dude.
(SIGHS)
And, um, don't worry about Harcourt.
She doesn't really like anybody.
Yeah, I just gotta show her and Murn
that I got what it takes, I guess.
Well, I got what it takes.
Stomped his ass!
Uh-huh.
Don't f*ck with
John Economos, m*therf*cker!
♪ ("I WANNA BE WITH YOU"
BY PRETTY BOY FLOYD PLAYING) ♪
Hey, swing by my dad's on the way home.
He's got a helmet I think
I can use in all this.
Listen, uh, I've been
meaning to thank you
for allowing me to
be tortured last night.
You're welcome?
You know, I would... For a minute,
I was... I was kinda PO'd.
Like, you didn't care
about the fact that I was in...
you know, agonizing pain!
Okay.
Yeah, but then I realized you were...
you were just supporting me
and helping me to become
the best me that I could be.
Someone who doesn't spill the
beans while being electrocuted
and having half his toe cut off.
You seem to be walking okay.
Well, I'll probably never
walk as good again.
But it's worth it, you know,
for being a more
evolved human being, so...
thank you!
I've never had a friend quite like you.
♪ I wanna be with you ♪
- What?
- It just seems like, under the surface,
- you're kinda angry about it.
- I'm not.
- Seems like you are.
- Well, I'm not at all, dude.
Okay, the way you said
"dude" right there.
- What?
- Seems miffed.
Nah, I said it like I always say it.
You know what? If anything,
you should be grateful,
because you would feel really guilty
if I gave that guy information
'cause you were too much of a
candy-ass to take a little t*rture.
Oh, yeah, I would have been real guilty!
You see, that.
That, right there, was angry.
No, it wasn't! It was normal.
I was... I was agreeing with you.
♪ I don't live too far we could
walk down to the park ♪
♪ (SONG FADES) ♪
VIGILANTE: Why does your father have
an upside-down
American flag on his lawn?
I don't know, dude.
It's a Deep State thing.
Or your dad is a r*cist wack job.
Oh, yeah? Your dad left
your mom for another dude.
- Hey!
- He did.
Yeah, and they're deeply in love.
I doubt it. You know,
I think he's just pretending to
be gay to get away from you.
Okay, maybe! But what does
that have to do with anything?
I don't know. I thought
we were talking about dads.
Stay here, I'll be back.
♪ (DEVIOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(KNOCKING)
(DOOR RATTLING)
f*ck it.
- (LOCK CLICKS)
- (DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN)
Oh, hey, it's you!
TV ANCHOR : This is
KWUE, your news at noon.
TV ANCHOR : Chaos at the
Evergreen Zoo this morning,
as zookeepers report
Charlie, the silverback
gorilla, is missing.
The facility has been closed,
and forensics teams have
been sweeping the area.
Zoo officials say they have no idea
how the gorilla was stolen...
TV ANCHOR : And I hope Charlie
comes back, too. I love that gorilla!
(KEYPAD BEEPS)
- (FUTURISTIC CHIME)
- (WHIRRING)
(METAL CLANGING)
♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
VIGILANTE: There are gaps in the armor.
- What?
- Your dad's White Dragon costume, right?
There are weak points
where the cloth is.
I thought I told you to wait in the car!
All the radio stations
are playing commercials...
How is it so big in this place?
It's a quantum unfolding storage area.
It leads to a dimensional
nodule outside normal space.
Well, I guess your dad's
pretty brainy for a r*cist,
to make a place like this.
And if your dad's a r*cist,
and you work with him...
I don't work with him!
He makes me stuff.
If it walks like a duck,
that's all I'm saying.
What the f*ck's that supposed to mean?
If it walks like a duck,
it's either a duck,
or a duck wearing... some
type of human... costume...
I don't know! He's... he's unable
to hide his distinctive walk!
How the f*ck could that even happen?
VIGILANTE: How would what happen?
A duck in a human costume?
The sizes are completely incompatible!
I don't know. Ducks are sneaky, I guess.
I guess that's
the whole point of the phrase.
That, and they could give two shits
about their best friend's pinky toe!
Get out of here. You don't belong here!
Don't push me!
Batman has a coterie of supervillains.
- Joker, Riddler, Mad Hatter...
- So what?
You said you were a superhero,
like Batman.
Do you have a coterie of supervillains?
No, he doesn't.
- So, maybe you're not a superhero after all.
- (HEAVY THUD)
You wanna know why I don't
have a coterie of supervillains?
Why?
My coterie of supervillains
is six-feet-f*cking-under!
There, you see?
Batman doesn't k*ll people!
- Because he's a p*ssy!
- He's a dark creature of the night!
He's a jackass!
Who wrestles with murderers dressed like
clowns and throws
them in prison! (LAUGHS)
So they can break out of prison
and then m*rder more people.
Riddle me this, how many people you
think Batman's indirectly m*rder*d
by being too much of a candy-ass
not to k*ll these fools
who clearly need to be
smoked once and for all,
you wrinkly, Sharpei-looking,
dementia-infested f*ck?
Jesus! I was just trying
to make conversation.
f*ck it.
With an attitude like that,
you're definitely a supervillain.
You're gonna end up in jail
with your father soon enough!
What are you talking about?
(CELL PHONE BUZZES)
- Peacemaker.
- PEACEMAKER: What the f*ck, Murn?
The only way to get
the cops off our tail
was to frame my dad for what I did?
It wasn't the plan.
It was an impulsive decision.
PEACEMAKER: It's my dad, man! Jesus!
Did you ever have a f*cking dad?
I did. I wasn't created in a Petri dish.
If you want to come back, we can
talk about this like adults.
No! No! My dad's in jail,
I'm going to see him.
Smith, I don't think that's wise.
Oh, yeah? Well, f*ck you, man!
You people only f*cking care
about yourselves anyway!
(SIGHS)
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
EMILIA HARCOURT: I don't know
where all this money is going.
- JOHN: Holy sh*t.
- HARCOURT: Yeah.
Me?
Yeah, it's probably
because you're the one
who framed Peacemaker's father.
(WHISPERS) f*ck you.
Yeah.
What?
Just, I told you those people
weren't best friend material.
You were right.
Hey, I'm sorry, man,
I wasn't more compassionate
about you being tortured and everything.
(SIGHS) Aw, get out of here!
Are you kidding me?
Come on, that's... that's stupid, dude.
- I... I was being stupid.
- No, I was.
Pinky toes aren't that important.
Yeah, you were being weird about that.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, I was. Sorry.
Hey, do you want me to take you
to the jail to see your dad?
Yeah, even though I know he's a r*cist.
Shouldn't you k*ll him then?
No! I'm not gonna k*ll my dad.
- Why not?
- Because I love him.
Oh.
My dad and I both hate crime.
It's the only thing we agree on,
and he makes me stuff, okay?
Sure. Yeah, no, I mean,
my dad never made me anything.
He was too busy off pretending
to be gay just to get away from me.
- Me?
- He trusts you most.
I think he trusts Harcourt the most.
No, he wants to have sex with Harcourt.
He trusts you. He said
you were the only one
he was sure wasn't a butterfly.
I need you to talk him out
of seeing his father.
That could screw us in a number of ways.
Your lack of a resume made me
hesitant to bring you onto this team.
But Amanda Waller
insisted you were ready.
Prove her right.
Well, go.
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CHAINS RATTLING)
(GRUNTS)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(EXHALES)
♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (CAR APPROACHING)
- (TIRES SCREECH)
LEOTA ADEBAYO: Hey, Peacemaker.
- f*ck off, Adebayo.
- We messed up, we know it.
But that doesn't mean you should destroy
what we're doing because of it!
- Was it Murn?
- LEOTA: No.
- Harcourt?
- No. Man, I... I shouldn't say.
Economos? m*therf*cker!
How did he do it?
He changed your car registration
for your father's name,
and changed out
your fingerprints for his.
Why don't they just re-fingerprint him?
LEOTA: Well, they're
a government bureaucracy.
They can, but double-checking
things isn't exactly protocol.
I can't just abandon him in there.
I have to go talk to him.
Do you? Really? Look, we all
know what he's done to you.
You don't know sh*t!
We do.
- It... it's in your files, Chris.
- (SCOFFS)
It's "Chris" now?
How he's treated you, your whole life.
What's it say?
Nothing, just...
- Okay, he's got his issues, right?
- Issues?
He's a white supremacist
who used to dress up
as a supervillain called
the White Dragon.
He's not as bad as he seems!
He thinks people with my color
skin are second-class citizens.
That's f*cked up, okay?
People change!
And he's actually a good guy inside?
- Yeah.
- Well, we all want to believe that our parents are flawed
but innately good, and maybe,
usually, that's the case.
But not here.
Your dad is not a good man!
Not to the world,
and especially not to you.
He's still family.
Chris!
Well, he has to do
what he has to do, I guess.
I take it you're Vigilante.
- No.
- You sound like him.
- (GOOFY VOICE) No, I don't.
- LEOTA: That's a fake voice.
(GOOFY VOICE) Nope.
It changed from what
it was two seconds ago.
I was about to cough!
But yeah, this...
this is more my real voice.
- Why are you limping?
- Snowboarding accident!
Totally unrelated
in any way to Vigilante!
I don't even know who Vigilante is!
Who is he?
Might even be a she,
I have no way of knowing.
Except that Vigilante's voice sounds
like mine, according to you.
Which makes me surmise,
yeah, maybe it's a he.
- You ain't k*lling it right now.
- (SIGHS)
- (ALL LAUGHING)
- That's right.
- INMATE : No! You?
- Yeah, it don't matter!
- Oh, yeah!
- INMATE : Get the f*ck outta here!
- I ain't got no...
- Smith, you got a visitor.
(HEAVY THUD)
- (INTERCOM CHATTER)
- PEACEMAKER: Dad, listen...
I didn't know anything about this, okay?
The people I'm working with,
they did their own thing.
They switched
your fingerprints for mine.
They did what?
I know, it's f*cked up,
but I had nothing to do with it.
They think this is gonna stick?
No. I thi... I don't know.
All I got to do is go
to these assholes and say,
"Hey, check the fingerprints!
They don't match!"
I know.
I saw you come out
of your mother's cooch.
I shoulda slit your throat
then and there.
Come on, Dad!
I never had any feelings
for you, not like your brother.
Him, I f*cking loved. But you?
You were just a blob of flesh
I felt nothing for.
Well, Dad, maybe I'm a grower...
not a shower.
- What?
- I don't mean like a d*ck!
I mean, like, a...
a person, like, a guy,
who you... like more as time goes on.
An individual you don't like and then...
you... you learn to like.
You're comparing yourself to a choad!
Not in a bad way!
Deep State's got you
so twisted up in their agenda
that you're comparing
yourself to a little cock.
No, this is... this is
the opposite of the Deep State.
- Bullshit!
- No, Dad, if anything,
we're working against the Deep State.
I'll make sure I fill the
detective in on that.
Listen, I can't say much, but...
you don't like illegal aliens?
These are real illegal aliens.
I'll turn myself in, I swear,
as soon as the operation's over.
This is bigger than me.
It's bigger than you.
And I'm just asking, for once,
just make the sacrifice.
(SCOFFS) You're a rube
like you've always been.
I'm not letting my own
damn son work for them.
I'm no rat, but the first chance I get,
I'm spilling everything.
I don't mean to be a jerk here,
Dad, but technically, that...
exactly makes you a rat.
- Technically, just factually...
- Get the f*ck out of my sight!
My use for you is over.
Guards! Open it up.
- (BUZZER SOUNDS)
- (DOOR CLANKS)
AUGGIE SMITH: Get him out of here.
You think they'll arrest
Peacemaker in there?
I hope not.
(SIGHS)
He's bogged down by his old man.
Chris is.
He's a good man...
like you.
You think I'm a good man?
Yeah. (SCOFFS)
I can tell.
But his father?
I'd say he's one of the worst people
to ever set foot on this planet.
Now, Chris...
he has a big heart, so he wants
to find something to love there,
but there's... there is nothing
to love inside of that man.
And it... kills me...
'cause... I don't think
Chris is ever gonna
be happy as long as his father's around.
And I just wish there was
some way he would just...
go away.
I gotta go do something.
Okay.
f*ck.
Where's Vigilante?
Vigilante? That was Vigilante?
Shut up.
He had something to do, I don't know.
What'd your dad say?
(MUTTERING) Jesus Christ...
- He said he's gonna rat us out.
- (SIGHS)
Have you slept?
- No.
- Let me drop you off, then.
- Hey! What do we do about...
- Your dad?
- Yeah.
- Murn will work it out, it'll be fine.
I just didn't want you to get
arrested while you were in there.
Murn said I gotta
keep eyes on Vigilante.
LEOTA: Don't worry about it,
it'll be fine, too!
- (SIGHS)
- ♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
You're gonna be all right.
(WEAK LAUGH) My dad hates my guts.
Everybody hates my guts.
I'm a choad, and not the good kind.
I don't hate your guts.
And I think you're the...
the good kind of choad.
Hmm.
- Thanks.
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(GRUNTS)
- OFFICER: What's going on here?
- (VIGILANTE GRUNTS)
VIGILANTE: God, what
the f*ck did they put in this?
(GRUNTS, PANTS)
♪ (MUSIC BUILDS) ♪
(GLASS SHATTERS)
What the f*ck are you doing?
I don't have to tell you that,
m*therf*cker!
Get face down on the ground! Now!
Fine! I don't care, I'll get
on the ground all day long.
Just watch my pinky toe
on my right foot.
Uh, pinky toes aren't that important,
you don't need it to walk or anything,
but I've sustained an injury
and it hurts, so...
(CUFFS CLICKING)
- Ow.
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(OMINOUS TONE)
(DEEP RUMBLE)
Oh, sh*t.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah, tell him to go f*ck himself.
Hey, John.
Oh, my God! We are so incredibly f*cked!
Like, next level f*cked, okay?
I checked the restraints,
they were tight.
I don't know how the f*ck he got loose.
LEOTA: Who?
Who the f*ck do you think?
- Judoma...
- (MUNCHES)
f*ck.
- (MARTIAL ARTS SHOUT)
- (GROANS)
(CRASHING)
f*ck!
I think Cobra Kai just got out!
- (CAR ENGINE REVS)
- (BUZZER SOUNDS)
Hey, I want to see that Detective Song,
I got some information about the case.
GUARD: All right.
(WHEEZING)
Where'd he go?
(WHEEZES)
- LEOTA: Here, here, here.
- (INHALER HISSES)
The hallway window.
♪ (HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(HEAVY THUD)
♪ (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(PAPER RUSTLING)
Rematch, m*therf*cker!
(BUSHES RUSTLING)
(JUDOMASTER YELLING)
(GRUNTS)
♪ (INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- (HEAVY IMPACTS)
- (GROANING)
- (GRUNTING)
- (HEAVY IMPACT)
(PAINED CRIES)
- (GROANING)
- (RESOUNDING THUD)
(HEAVY IMPACT)
(NECK CRACKING)
Okay. (PANTS, SPITS)
f*ck you!
- f*ck you!
- Fucker.
(PEACEMAKER GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
You...
have a weird, bubbly-shaped body!
Personal insults?
Real mature, shrimp!
(HEAVY IMPACT)
(GLASS SHATTERS)
(HEAVY IMPACTS)
- (HEAVY IMPACT)
- (PUNCH WHIFFS)
- (HEAVY IMPACT)
- (THUD)
(NECK CRACKING)
You have no idea!
Butterflies... they're
not what you think!
- They are...
- (g*nsh*t)
(THUD)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
I was gonna win that fight!
What?
This was a big rematch, and...
I was reclaiming my honor, and...
(SIGHS) ... I was gonna
win that fight, you...
- f*cked it all up!
- Oh jeez, you're welcome!
I'm not trying to be
ungrateful, it's just...
f*ck!
I've never k*lled a man before.
PEACEMAKER: Oh, you still haven't.
These martial artists...
they are hardcore.
Their heart stops b*ating,
they just concentrate
and move a kidney up into its place.
Then the kidney circulates
the blood through the system.
No, that's not something that happens.
Only the greats, just a few times.
No, that's never happened, ever.
Yeah, it has. One or two times, it has.
No one has ever replaced
their own heart with a kidney!
We have to get him back inside!
Yeah, okay.
Hey, what do you think
he was about to say?
"The butterflies, they're not
what you think. They're..."
♪ ("JAWBREAKER" BY
THE CRUEL INTENTIONS PLAYING) ♪
- GUARD: Chase... let's go.
- (BUZZER SOUNDS)
♪ I need to terminate
I need to terminate ♪
- ♪ I'm like a b*mb ♪
- ♪ A nuclear one ♪
♪ I'm gonna detonate
I'm gonna detonate ♪
♪ Do you wanna do you wanna dance? ♪
♪ With a jawbreaker ♪
♪ I just wanna be the way I wanna be ♪
♪ The crazier my life is
the better for me ♪
- ♪ I'm grinding, I'm grinding ♪
- ♪ To the left, to the right ♪
♪ Jawbreaker, jawbreaker ♪
♪ I just wanna live
the way I wanna live ♪
♪ The bumpier my ride is
the better I feel ♪
- ♪ I'm bumping, I'm bumping ♪
- ♪ To the left, to the right ♪
♪ All I wanna do is
rock n' roll until I die ♪
♪ Road rage fever pumping through me ♪
♪ And I'm feeling great ♪
♪ Cannot hit the brakes
don't wanna hit the brakes ♪
- ♪ Who likes to party? ♪
- ♪ Come join the party ♪
♪ I'm gonna break your face
I'm gonna break your face ♪
♪ Do you wanna do you wanna dance? ♪
♪ With a jawbreaker ♪
♪ I just wanna be the way I wanna be ♪
♪ The crazier my life is
the better for me ♪
- ♪ I'm grinding, I'm grinding ♪
- ♪ To the left, to the right ♪
♪ Jawbreaker, jawbreaker ♪
♪ I just wanna live
the way I wanna live ♪
♪ The bumpier my ride is
the better I feel ♪
♪ I'm bumping to the left... ♪
What's your story, m*therf*cker?
- (EAGLY SQUAWKS)
- ♪ (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
PEACEMAKER: Oh, sh*t!
(JAR RATTLING)
- (FRANTIC CHITTERING)
- (BEAK PINGING GLASS)
Eagly, hey, hey, hey! No. No! No! No!
♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(SIGHS)
(HARCOURT SIGHS)
And this time you didn't balk, huh?
Do you think he's gonna die?
Hmm, probably.
I'm not cut out for this sh*t.
The first time I k*lled someone,
I didn't have my period
for three months.
And then it gets easier?
No, not really.
But it's good it hurts.
Otherwise, you become
like Amanda Waller,
and you start treating
human life like it's nothing.
None of this sits right with me.
First, I manipulated
Vigilante into going into prison
and k*lling Peacemaker's father,
- and now this.
- Back up. What?
Every time I turn around, one of
you is doing something f*cked up!
I thought Waller gave me soldiers.
Instead, it's the f*cking
Apple Dumpling g*ng!
(JOHN LAUGHS)
Classic pull!
HARCOURT: And who are
the Apple Dumpling g*ng?
Incompetent dinguses!
But they always triumph in the end.
- f*ck you, John!
- Jesus.
You told Vigilante
to k*ll Peacemaker's father?
I didn't tell him to,
I just kind of put the idea in his head.
That Peacemaker would be
better off without his father?
Well, his father is gonna
go to the authorities
and tell 'em how we
switched out the fingerprints.
I was just trying
to make the hard choice.
MURN: Seeing as we're already
losing Peacemaker's trust,
how's he gonna feel when he finds out
we manipulated his best friend
into k*lling his father?
Actually, that'd be Eagly.
What?
Nothing, it's just he claims that
Eagly, that that's his best friend.
You said, "best friend", okay?
I'm just making sure
we're all on the same page,
in case someone here thinks that Adebayo
convinced Eagly to k*ll
Peacemaker's father.
Who would think that?
- Maybe Harcourt?
- f*ck you!
Why is everybody "f*cking you" to me?
I'm gonna believe she
mentally manipulated
the pet eagle into k*lling his father?
You're gullible! I call in sick
all the time, and I'm lying!
I know you're lying,
I just don't give a f*ck!
I'm not stupid!
Neither is Peacemaker!
But you seem to think he is.
I don't think he's stupid.
He'll know exactly what you tried to do.
Not only that, his father,
the g*dd*mn White Dragon,
is a trained k*ller!
He could k*ll Vigilante,
and without Vigilante,
we're taking on the butterflies
one man down!
Half a man down. The guy's a psychopath.
(CHUCKLES) It's the four of us
against a damn alien invasion.
We need a psychopath.
I'm sorry, Mr. Murn.
Can you get Vigilante out of the system
before he screws us worse
than we're already screwed?
(SIGHS) I don't even know
this guy's name.
LEOTA: White male, ' ",
thirties, green eyes.
JOHN: Hmm, think I got something.
Found him!
- Adrian Chase, the Vigilante.
- LEOTA: That's him.
(HESITATES) Wasn't he our
busboy at Fennel Fields?
And G says, "Yeah, sure,
I'll teach him how to fight".
"Hey, kid, look over here".
Kid looks over, he whacks him
on the back of the head
and says, "That's
the first f*cking rule!"
"Keep your eye
on your g*dd*mn opponent".
(ALL LAUGHING)
(VIGILANTE LAUGHING LOUDLY)
Hey... what's up, fellas?
Look, you totes seem like
the coolest guys in this place.
So, I was thinking, you know, like,
we should get to know each other.
- What?
- Let's pick a topic,
and then everyone goes
around in a circle
and says their feelings on that topic.
Let's start with, uh... I don't know.
Let's each say something
that we're grateful for
that Black people have
contributed to American culture.
Is this dude joking right now?
No! Hey, look, I'll go first.
I'm grateful that Black people
gave us rock and roll music.
Lynyrd Skynyrd, ZZ Top, Special...
All those guys owe everything
to Black American
folk and blues musicians.
I mean, they wouldn't exist without 'em,
and then white redneck music
would just sound like...
well, what it sounded like
before Black people,
which was the wet, sloppy
sounds of f*cking your sister.
Okay, so that's my turn.
Which one of you dumb,
sister-f*cking, tiki-torch-carrying,
Sloth-from-the-Goonies-looking
pieces of sh*t wants to go next?
Who the f*ck are you?
You're first? Cool! Okay,
wait. No, let me guess.
Your favorite contribution
to Black American culture
was all the Black guys who
f*cked your mom in the ass
while you watched from
the closet, jerking off?
(FURNITURE SLIDING)
- (HEAVY IMPACT)
- (THUD)
- (INMATES YELLING)
- (HEAVY THUD)
- (HEAVY IMPACTS)
- (GROANING)
- INMATE: f*ck!
- (GROANS) f*ck.
INMATE: Get up! Come on!
You never answered. Who are you?
I'm just the guy who's
gonna f*ck you so hard,
your assh*le's gonna be
dragging behind you like a tail.
(INMATES JEERING)
Oh no, you're not gonna
goad me into attacking you.
We both know there's
cameras all over this place.
And now, these morons
look like the aggressors.
GUARD: On the ground! Now! Both of you!
Yo, the Aryans started it!
This dude did nothin'!
- (CUFFS CLICKING)
- You're a bad dad.
I need to talk to Detective Song! Now!
- (WHISPERS) f*ck.
- I need to talk to Detective Song!
I got information
important to this case.
My son's trying to k*ll me.
- Get me Detective Song!
- Come on.
- (INDISTINCT SPORTS COMMENTARY ON TV)
- (CROWD CHEERS)
Hey.
Oh, Jesus.
Yeah, I figured you'd be here.
(SIGHS) Smith, you really
have to leave me alone
in my off-hours,
unless it's work-related.
Well, this is kind of work-related.
What?
What's it say in my file about
what my dad did when I was a kid?
What?
Adebayo just said there was
some stuff in there,
about me and my dad when I was a kid.
- I never studied your f*cking file.
- Yeah...
but still.
(SIGHS)
Fine, it says that he trained you
to k*ll from when you were very young.
And it says that your brother d*ed
under mysterious circumstances,
and that you were involved in that.
Thanks.
That's it?
No, your tits look
stellar in that shirt.
And I'm saying that as a compliment,
that's not in a sexist way.
- (INDISTINCT SPORTS COMMENTARY ON TV)
- (CROWD CHEERS)
♪ ("HOUSE OF PAIN" BY
FASTER PUSSYCAT PLAYING) ♪
(CHEERING CONTINUES)
♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
(WATER PIPE BUBBLES)
- (EXHALES)
- ♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(BUTTERFLY CHITTERS)
♪ (DRUM FILL) ♪
(KEYS JANGLING)
GUARD: Free to go.
Me?
- (BUZZER SOUNDING)
- Yeah.
I guess you got friends in high places.
♪ It's a little past suppertime ♪
♪ I'm still out on the porch step ♪
♪ Sitting on my behind waiting for you ♪
♪ Wondering if everything is all right ♪
♪ Momma said, "Come in, boy
don't waste your time" ♪
♪ I said, "I've got time
well, he'll be here soon"... ♪
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)
♪ Five years old and talking to myself ♪
♪ Where were you? Where'd you go? ♪
♪ Daddy, can't you tell? ♪
♪ I'm not trying to fake it
and I ain't the one to blame ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain... ♪
HARCOURT: I'm here to take you home.
Get in.
♪ And I didn't write these pages ♪
♪ And my script's been rearranged ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain ♪
♪ No, there's no one home... ♪
He's still alive.
I'm Adrian.
(POLICE SIREN BLARING)
Okay.
I think I might have made things worse.
♪ Where were you? Where'd you go? ♪
♪ Daddy, can't you tell? ♪
♪ I'm not trying to fake it
and I ain't the one to blame ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain ♪
♪ (DRUM FILL) ♪
♪ (SOULFUL GUITAR SOLO) ♪
♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
♪ I'm not trying to fake it
and I ain't the one... ♪
Peacemaker.
What a joke.
♪ In my house of pain ♪
♪ I didn't write these pages ♪
♪ And my script's been rearranged ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain ♪
♪ I'm alone again ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain ♪
♪ No, there's no one home
in my house of pain ♪
- ♪ And I'm alone again ♪
- ♪ (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
(PAPERS RUSTLING)
♪ (MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(PLASTIC CRINKLING)
♪ (MUSIC DARKENS) ♪
- (INDISTINCT YELLING ON TV)
- (CELL PHONE BUZZING)
- Leota.
- I think I found something.
- Great. I'll be right over.
- (CELL PHONE BEEPS)
♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(APPENDAGE SLITHERING, SLURPING)
♪ ("ENEMY IN ME" BY
VAINS OF JENNA PLAYS) ♪
♪ So you're looking for an enemy ♪
♪ You found an enemy in me ♪
(SLURPING CONTINUES)
♪ You spit the venom but your
rattle couldn't make it bleed ♪
♪ Get rid of the cigarette ♪
♪ If you're serious put your
money where your mouth is ♪
♪ Freak out with no control
put your crayon away ♪
♪ 'Cause this scene
is gettin' real old ♪
♪ Cramped inside your shell
please break out! ♪
♪ Tripped out on v*olence ♪
♪ Put your trust in every word you say ♪
♪ But you f*cked me over anyway ♪
♪ Embrace the silence ♪
♪ Till you tell me
where you were before ♪
♪ Give it up, you're twisting
my desires to w*r ♪
♪ Come on, slit me with your best lie ♪
♪ In the mind of a blind eye ♪
♪ Forget forgiveness 'cause
there's battle and it's just begun ♪
♪ What's the thrill
with the sugar, the pill ♪
♪ All that sh*t you said, well
it didn't mean a thing, no ♪
♪ Strip off and join the show ♪
♪ You got your two middle fingers
but I'm waiting with a fistful ♪
♪ Creep you're the enemy in me ♪
♪ You're the enemy in me
you're the enemy in me ♪
♪ One is never enough ♪
♪ (SONG CONCLUDES) ♪
If it walks like a duck,
it's either a duck,
or a duck wearing
some type of human... costume,
I don't know! He's... he's unable
to hide his distinctive walk!
How the f*ck could that even happen?
VIGILANTE: How would what happen?
A duck in a human costume!
The sizes are completely incompatible!
I mean, my pants would be caught
up in my tiny, webbed feet.
They'd be sagging all over the place.
It wouldn't f*cking work!
How would they do
the mask with the beak?
And how would he even talk?
How would the mouth work?
I don't even know any of this!
Vigilante, you've had a lot
of f*cking stupid ideas,
but a duck in a human costume?
That's the stupidest idea
you've ever f*cking had!
And it's offensive to me,
'cause I have a soul.
Not a duck.
01x04 - Chapter 04: The Choad Less Traveled
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