01x09 - Part 9: Authenticity

[bunniefuu]

You gotta be yourself.

Don't try to be

something you're not.

You know, it's like,

so everything's bullshit now.

Yeah, and that has an

effect on your life.

You start accepting sh*t

as real that isn't real.

f*cking guy's put out a whole

album singing in auto-tune.

Botox.

Fake t*ts.

That chick on the Kardashians.

Who is she?

What, did she commit a m*rder?

How far do you gotta go

with the plastic surgery?

She doesn't even look like

her mom or her dad anymore.

She looks like an adorable person

that got repeatedly punched in the lips.

[synth rock instrumental]

[electronic music]

[crowd cheering]

♪

CROWD: Encore! Encore! Encore!

[fan gasping]

Oh, my god! Gumdrop?

How did you get in here?

I can't believe I'm seeing

your actual face right now.

I've been following

your career for, like, 15 years.

Your set at Ultra

last year was insane!

I actually started DJing

because of you.

I love you so much. You're

like my biggest inspiration.

I'd love for you to listen to

this new sound I just recorded.

- Sorry, I

- Please. It'll only take a second.

No, no, no.

Gumdrop?

[dramatic music]

[door knocking]

VOICE: Encore time.

♪

[electronic music]

♪

[crowd cheering]

Hey, you were on fire tonight.

We gotta hustle though

because you ran a little long.

[cameras clicking]

Right there. Just over here.

[heart rate monitor beeping]

[mother gasping]

Oh, thank you so

much for coming.

Your music got

her through chemo.

She wants to be a D

She wanted to be a DJ.

[mother laughing]

I I love you so much.

Oh, this is good.

Gumdrop

can I see your face?

[heart rate monitor

beeping faster]

It's her final wish.

Please.

Just take off the helmet.

Just take it off.

Please take off the helmet.

[heart rate monitor flatlining]

Oh, what's happening?

Oh, my God.

Please, what have you done?

[nurses talking indistinctly]

Megan!

[heart rate monitor flatlining]

[electronic music]

When the heat

in my heart goes ♪

♪

You know, my whole life,

I thought I hated tomatoes.

You know, not that I hated them.

I just could do without them.

And then one day, I ate a tomato that

came directly from somebody's garden.

And I ate that thing,

and I was so f*cking mad.

I was like, this is what a

tomato is supposed to taste like?

My whole life,

I've been trashing tomatoes,

I never even had a real one.

Trying to find

something authentic in life

Good luck.

MAJOR: Lieutenant.

Lieutenant.

Yes, Major.

Target is in lethal range.

Zoom in on that truck.

Those are the weapons. You

have permission to prosecute.

Alpha Three,

Reaper in lethal range.

Locked.

Hellfire to target is green.

[tense music]

r*fle in three

two

[romantic acoustic instrumental]

♪

One.

Who's that? MAJOR: Unknown.

Your orders are to

release your weapon.

She could be a civilian.

Your orders are to engage.

But the collateral damage. There

could be a lot of collateral damage.

We have one shot.

Clear to engage.

Lieutenant,

prosecute the target.

[tense music]

What the f*ck are we doing?

We've hit two dozen targets,

but how many hundreds

of civilians?

For what?

We don't even know

if those are the weapons.

See.

We're better than this.

You made your point.

Send it back to base.

[monitor beeping]

You're right.

Orders are orders.

[phone beeping]

[romantic acoustic music]