(low eerie music)
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- Welcome to my tutorial.
I am the Count of Makeup.
(screaming)
(eerie electronic music)
(woman screaming)
(phone vibrating)
Shit.
(eerie tense music)
- At four pm Pacific Standard time,
the city council voted unanimously
to ignore the presidential order.
At this time, parking lots are being cleared
to provide temporary sanctuary for our foreign citizens.
Mark my words, your tents will be undisturbed.
We will protect you.
A task force has been established
to locate safe housing for you.
You have my personal promise
the debts will be paid, housing restored,
and jobs filled.
Dignity will be returned to our communities.
Background checks will be required.
Now I'll field your questions.
- Wow.
The shit has really hit the fan.
- It's crazy.
God I love this city.
The mayor, he's all not on my watch, asshole.
To think we're like one of the only cities
standing up to these clowns.
Yeesh.
- But background checks?
What the hell is that all about?
- I don't know, whatevers.
Vintage buildings getting torn down
for rich ass condos.
Keep talking about immigrants,
we're gonna be homeless soon.
How's the new video coming?
- Oh, not good.
I can't seem to get anything done.
I managed to film the tutorials but.
- Lots of people want to learn how to do horror makeup.
Monetize them, you could make like a thousand bucks
for every million views or something.
- That's not how it works anymore.
Nothing is going to happen
till I finish these edits
and I'm too damn tired to even start.
Oh, tonight, Stanley's filming a new horror movie.
I owe him a favor.
He asked me to do wounds.
And here's the kicker, you'll love this.
The producer wants us to start at one am.
He thinks it's gonna get everybody in the mood.
- I'll just be dancing it up alone at Pony again.
You get to go cut someone's throat on a movie set.
- Yeah.
- What's he paying you, anyway?
Doesn't he still owe you from last year?
I thought you told him you only work theater gigs now.
- You know Stanley, the narcissist.
- Is it worth it dealing with that jerk?
Why don't you start taking Microsoft jobs?
Might get on better films that way.
- There's a lot of freedom and creativity
in the way I work
and it makes me happy, thank you very much.
I don't want them to suck the soul out of my body.
Once you sign with them,
they own you forever
and they always want more.
It's never enough.
Invasion of the body snatchers.
(ethereal guttural growling)
- It might be better than being owed
for a fucking year.
Yeah, creativity.
Look, I don't want to worry.
Text me the moment you get there.
Don't let 'em con you out of the cash.
I don't want to hear any bullshit.
- All right, don't worry.
Actually, maybe you should.
- Shut up.
(eerie organ music)
- [Thomas Voiceover] How's your mom?
- [David Voiceover] Not well.
Her mind just keeps slipping.
I never thought I'd have to deal
with the early stages of dementia
but here it is.
I don't think I can handle it.
(low eerie music)
- Oh my angel.
You remembered the flowers.
- How could I forget, Ma?
You texted me six times.
(soft organ music)
- Sit down.
I made fish stew.
With kidney beans and iceberg lettuce
and when you finish,
if you finish,
there's custard pie.
David, we have a problem.
Your sister needs a doctor.
Pastor Hopkins says she's too angry.
Your father, that drunk son of a bitch, always yelling
and then he had to accidentally beat your mother.
- Ma, you gotta stop thinking about that.
These negative thoughts are gonna cause too much tension.
You're gonna end up having a stroke.
- Prison served him right.
- I can actually thank Dad now
for the one good thing he ever did.
Forcing me to take that paper route,
it saved my life.
I wish I would of smashed his whiskey.
I don't know how he made it as long as he did.
I would of been dead by noon.
- Always a pint for breakfast.
Oh but you, my little newsboy,
always up on the story.
I was very proud of you.
Have you found steady work with a good pension?
- That's not how things work anymore, Ma.
Who do you know has a pension?
And besides, I'm happy doing the bartending thing
and my makeup gigs.
- Chris listens to me.
Once we give her some help,
she's going to apply for graduate school.
- I warned you not to send Chris
to that Bible camp in Arkansas.
She's gonna end up the next Manchurian candidate.
And is she still drinking?
- Now, where did I send Chris?
(tense organ music)
Now eat your fish.
- [David] I can't do this.
(tense organ music)
(somber organ music)
(high pitched whistling)
- [Ma Voiceover] Oh but you have to plan for the future.
(eerie ethereal whispering)
(low tense music)
- I'm not sure how much longer I can do this.
No one told me I'd be sitting here for an hour.
- [David] How many films have you done?
- A few.
Student projects.
How 'bout you?
- [David] I work mostly in theater
but this is my 16th film.
- Wow, I'm jealous.
Hey, why can't I have my phone?
- [David] I need you to keep your head still
while the wound sets.
Can't be moving around.
- This isn't fair.
- This isn't fair?
I spent the last year working on makeup tutorials.
I can't get over 100 hits.
You've got over 10 million views on your video.
What's your secret?
- I'm a star.
Treat me like one.
I want my phone and,
vampire girl never reveals her secrets.
Evolution, revolution.
Stupid.
- Hey, stop moving.
You're fucking up my hairspray.
- Jesus, what the fuck?
You'll burn the place to bloody hell.
Hey, nice job, man.
I'm not even drunk and that shit looks real.
Seriously, sweetheart.
You've gotta obey the rules of the set.
- Ah, I made a mess.
Puppy sad.
- [Stanley] Seriously, man, that is great makeup.
- [David] Well, you do pay me the big bucks.
- [Both] You're getting paid?
- Hey turn around.
You gotta keep it still.
(sighing)
- What the fuck, Stanley?
Now you're lying to me?
- Sweetheart, baby.
Calm down.
We are realizing your dreams big time.
All we have to do is get through this
and we're on our way to Cannes.
Imagine, Europe in the summer.
The rolling hills of southern France.
The beaches of the Mediterranean.
We are emotional beings but we're also spiritual, right?
Always keep that in perspective.
I love your work.
You know I've told you that.
In the end, we have to persevere.
How long have you been crashing at my place?
- Hey, pass that around.
- Ah, no.
(tense electronic music)
(dramatic classical music)
- Hey, do you have to keep putting this music
on before a job?
I am losing my concentration.
- Remember Johnny Strokes?
(chuckling)
He was that famous pimp drug dealer from Chicago in the 80s.
I heard he got buried in a freaking Cadillac.
Imagine that.
Fucking...
Buried in a Cadillac.
(muffled groaning)
(crows squawking)
(muffled groaning)
He's been in there a long time.
Think he's hungry?
- Shut the fuck up.
(muffled groaning)
You forgot who paid your salary, mister mayor.
First rule, cross the right people.
(eerie tense music)
Now, I gotta tidy things up.
Can't have you going around making concessions
to the media.
Bad for the GDP.
(laughing)
- GDP.
(low eerie music)
(muffled groaning)
(dramatic music)
- Do you mind?
I am trying to kill you here.
Don't be so selfish.
We're just doing our jobs.
(muffled groaning) (dramatic music)
(tense music)
- Okay.
(grunting)
(eerie tense music)
(shouting)
(tense dramatic music)
(eerie dramatic music)
(upbeat electronic music)
(low tense music)
(grunting)
- Listen, you, you gotta help me.
I need to use your phone.
- Sister, that's what they all say.
We're hearing all about it.
- Quick, I think his arm's dislocated.
This scene would work well for that video
in my physiology class.
- What do you think causes a person to act this way?
- Our bodies produce the right amount
of androsterone pheromone emitted through our sweat glands.
It's trauma, sister, we're animals.
- Just give me a phone.
- Hey, you freaks gotta go. I can't afford to pay no cops.
- Can't you see you might of scared him?
He might have a heart condition.
(soft upbeat piano)
- Thomas.
Oh my.
I'm hurt.
I need you to listen very carefully.
I witnessed a murder.
- What, where are you?
- This is not a joke.
It was the fucking mayor.
I'm okay.
I think my arm is broken.
I'm at a bar.
I had to borrow a clown's phone.
They stole my phone.
- A clown?
- No, no, no.
The killers.
Two hit men.
They're the ones that killed the mayor.
- Oh my god, stop fucking with my head.
I can't take these fantasy role playing games anymore.
- I'm telling you the truth.
This is a reality.
- [Thomas] I'm coming to get you.
I rang your phone and heard heavy breathing.
I begged you to stop.
- Get out of the house.
Make sure that you are not followed.
- [Thomas] God no, please stop.
Oh my God, no.
No!
(screaming)
- Thomas?
(screaming) (eerie music)
(low tense music)
(soft crying)
(eerie dramatic music)
No, no, no, no.
What happened?
(shaky breathing)
(sobbing)
- They, they.
They were.
Here.
I'm...not a bad person.
(eerie tense music)
- No.
No, no!
(eerie tense music)
(tense electronic music)
(soft energetic music)
- Our only hope is that he is apprehended.
Either way, the path of destruction is clear.
The brutal murder of Thomas Kane
and God only knows how many others.
They have been stating for years
that marijuana use leads to violence.
Society should of listened
before they voted legalization in.
Events like this lead us all to support government proposed
mandatory chip implant programs.
Back to you, Paul.
- [David] Somebody stabbed Thomas.
She died in my arms.
I need you to come now.
It's the same place where Stanley used to film his movies.
I'm in room 126.
Just park out front, I'll walk outside.
- Oh my God, there's a reward.
How could he have done this?
I'm not happy about this situation.
Maybe it was an accident.
Maybe he's on drugs.
(sobbing)
- Hold.
Hold on a minute.
My hair is blowing everywhere.
Thank you, Paul.
This is the last known location of David Hayess.
Now the alleged fugative.
Police described David as a slender five nine
white male with dark curly hair in his mid 30s.
Professionally, David was a very talented makeup artist
and he may be traveling in disguise.
His social network accounts reveal
that he's a loner who often stayed at home
while his gregarious partner went dancing.
Perhaps, he was jealous.
Perhaps it was envy.
We shall never know.
Our only hope is...
(woman sobbing)
(low eerie tense music)
- [Distorted Woman Voiceover] God, David where are you?
You didn't do this, did you?
How could you?
How could you, how could you...
This is crazy.
You've been acting strange.
I'm not happy.
It's like you're on drugs again, aren't you?
Aren't you, aren't you, aren't you...
(sobbing)
(eerie tense music)
(knocking at door)
- [Ma] Who's there?
- [Hitman] Congratulations, Sister Beverly.
You are the grand prize winner
of last Sunday's church raffle.
- [Ma] But I don't remember a raffle.
Do you have the right address?
- Your lovely daughter, Chris,
entered your name into the contest
and when Pastor Hopkins found out
you were the winner,
he personally sent us over to deliver your surprise.
- He's on his way here now to help celebrate.
- [Ma] Oh my stars,
he's a good man.
(eerie tense music)
- Dad didn't ruin this family, you did.
You ruined everything. - Chris, please.
Chris, I sincerely meant all the good things.
I'm an innocent man.
It's not what it seems.
They killed Thomas.
- No, you never even really helped Ma.
It's always about you and your selfish art projects
and God knows what you do in your personal life
that Ma is eating peanut butter sandwiches
and you're a fucking narcissistic drag queen.
- All right, that's enough.
- Don't tell me what to do.
I mean, just look at you, you freak.
Only Jesus can help you now.
You killed them, David.
It's all over the news
so it doesn't matter what you say.
The news says your guilty so you are.
This is what drugs and whoring have done to you.
- Oh, okay.
Yeah, I'm on drugs.
Don't drink and drive.
- Yeah, well just get out.
Get out of the car.
Just go.
Yeah, go!
(low tense music)
Devil spawn!
(low tense music)
(heavy breathing)
(tense music)
- Cream and sugar?
- Black is perfectly fine, Edword.
Thank you.
- You're most welcome, Jonathan.
- I really need to catch up on my reading.
Listen to this.
Studies have shown ingesting raw ginger or turmeric
on a daily basis is helpful in the prevention of dementia.
This natural pathic approach
boosts the body's immune system
while avoiding the negative side effects
associated with pharmaceutical drugs.
(phone ringing)
- Well, would you look at that?
It's David.
(phone ringing)
It's for you, Ma.
(eerie dramatic music)
- My angel.
You remembered the flowers.
(eerie tense music)
(eerie ethereal music)
(dramatic music)
(alarm blaring)
- Stanley.
- I'm being framed.
- Dude.
You're all over the news.
And you're in my movie.
- I think it's the government.
I just saw two--
- Thank you.
Seriously, thank you.
This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.
I always knew you were something special.
I had a premonition
that this shit was gonna hit the fan.
- I'm at the motel, the one that you used to hide out in.
Drive up carefully.
There are two men in a Cadillac.
Their in the left side of the parking lot.
Park on the opposite side and call this number.
If I'm not out in 60 seconds,
I need you to go to the office
and ask them about rates, or whatever.
I'll meet you there.
I'll fill you in later, Stanley.
(knocking at door)
There's somebody at the door.
(knocking at door)
Stanley, I gotta go.
There are two freaks at the door.
It might be them.
If I'm not here when you arrive,
it was no accident.
- Cool, dude.
I'm coming.
- (feminine voice) Who is it? - Excuse us, ma'am.
We're with an organization
called Cannabis Culture for Christ.
We would like to have the pleasure
of a few minutes of your time
to speak to you about our annual fundraiser event
going on down at the community college.
- (feminine voice) Now's not a good time.
Please go away.
- Okay, ma'am.
We understand.
This will only take a moment.
We'd hate to return to campus
without even taking one survey.
No one will speak to us.
- [Both] Can you please?
(upbeat music)
- Well now, that's very kind of you.
By the looks of things,
I can see that you may be need in of our services.
Whom am I having the fine pleasure of addressing today?
- (feminine voice) Kate.
- Pleased to meet you, Kate.
My name is Skinny and this is Candy.
They are in training, as this is their first day on the job.
You see, Kate, we're all in this together.
We may have a few gifts that come in handy
in times like this.
- No, I'm sick today.
- Now, Kate, before Candy and I
wandered this Earth, martyred and broken,
we discovered that people really have advanced civilization.
Aint that the truth, Candy?
- Uh, we're asking for donations for CCC
to complete a classroom remodel
by educating runaway kids.
We're gonna,
we're giving 'em a second chance
by teaching them an accredited medical marijuana course.
Once these kids are trained
and take a CPR classes
they can file with the state
and receive an official license
to work in a legal pot store.
They won't have to steal food,
steal cars anymore to get food.
Because, Kate,
everyday
is a good day when you work in mental health.
- Get in the car.
Not you, him.
- I got some kind nuggets.
- Don't buy it.
- I'm the director, I'll tell you what to do.
- How 'bout a lift into town?
Don't worry, we won't rob you.
We're with Cannabis Culture for Christ.
- Fuck off.
- Thanks a lot, friend.
- Hey.
My new khakis are dirty.
- [Stanley] I need to stop and get smokes.
- No, no way.
They might be following us.
- Dude, are you kidding?
(eerie tense music)
How long have we known each other, five year?
We both think in a logical thought process.
Spiritual, but I'm more logical.
This is mind control.
I believe you're an innocent man.
You have so much to do in this life.
I've always thought of you as an elder.
- Thank you.
Stanley, you are truly loyal.
I appreciate everything and I really like the gigs.
This all happened so fast.
Two hit men rolled in in a Cadillac.
They pulled the mayor out of the trunk
and they killed him, he's dead, Stanley.
They abducted me.
But I got away.
They took my wallet.
They took my phone.
- Take it easy.
Who are they?
- I don't know.
I don't know, the government.
Organized criminals.
They're probably tracking me online.
Goddamn it.
I'm too angry and political on Facebook.
- You know, relax, man.
Everyone is angry and political.
Why you?
- I'm a witness.
And I saw Jenny on the news the other day.
She's a news reporter.
You never told me she got that gig.
- You're certifiable.
It's all I can do just to get her house off the couch.
All she does is fucking drink my beer and complain.
Yeah, she's no news reporter.
Fucking gossip whore, sure.
This is one fucking crazy conspiracy theory
you've put together.
You know, I can't be too mad about this.
You're actually gotten me some really good publicity.
- Are you kidding me?
I thought it'd be allover the news by now.
Sabotage.
- The fucking media, man.
I can see all of this coming into frame.
Right?
You're the stooge.
The patsy.
This requires research, subterfuge.
You've gotta beat them at their own game.
Hide out in my warehouse.
Fucking sanctuary city, my ass.
The mayor gave a big speech
completely defying the president.
- I need to use your computer.
- I've been watching this TV show called "Ancient Aliens"
and it's like they have these machines.
They operate with sound waves
but like on the same frequency as the human brain.
They can erase your mind.
They even control the weather
and they got all this shit from crashed UFOs.
- Shit, it's them.
We were followed.
(tense electronic music) (heavy breathing)
- Hey man, use my computer.
Do your research.
You have the wisdom in your memory banks.
Tap it.
Jenny's waiting for me upstairs.
I'm gonna grab a beer.
You want one?
- No, I'll take a coffee.
Listen man, be careful.
You gotta at least confront her.
- I really like the wig.
It reminds me of one of my ex-girlfriends.
She got drunk, fell off a bridge.
- I need some personal space.
- Can't you tell by now I'm a co-dependent?
- He can't stay here.
I paid the rent last month.
You knew I had plans to film cross dress bingo.
You promised to help me.
I warned you that it could last all weekend.
You never listen, you narcissist asshole.
- I've got your back.
You've got a place on my film set.
- What?
It must be hard to direct when you're deaf.
- He claims you're now a news reporter on TV
about to bring me down.
- That's my identical twin sister, Shelly.
- What?
You never told me you had a sister.
- You never asked.
I'm the artist and Shell made it in corporate broadcasting.
She actually has amazing connections.
I may be the one to help you out.
That is if you start paying attention.
- Listen, sweetheart.
You need to start being straight up.
- Oh, I forgot to tell you.
I'm flying to Cali next week.
Shell hooked me up with a movie producer guy.
Perhaps I can make a call
and see if they need a PA.
Now do what I say
and get him the fuck out.
(tense music)
- Mayor Sinclair being investigated for campaign fraud.
Linked to condo builders Jonathon and Edword Sandars.
Private donors and heirs to the Sandars building fortune.
Fund luxury sanctuary city condos for wealthy immigrants.
In 1827, Frederic Sandars, their great-great-grandfather
was accused of murdering 10 women.
All were found with the blood drained from their bodies.
Frederic Sandars stood trial
but mysteriously ended up dead in his jail cell.
(tense electronic music)
- Jack, I am sick and tired of your shit.
Over and over again.
The account rep told you three weeks,
you get three weeks.
Now how many times do we have to tell you?
Now the paper is pushing forward,
wasn't my decision but we gotta do it.
We're pushing forward with the full weight
of the law behind us.
You'll never get coverage from this paper again.
You signed a contract.
Now it's off to collections.
That's not my department.
I'm aware of how long we've known each other.
- Professor Barely.
This is David Hayess.
From college.
- Uh, David Hayess?
You gotta be joking, come on.
What kind of monster would play a fantasy like this on me?
Come on.
- No, no, no.
It's me.
I can assure you.
- Holy Russian spy app.
No matter what they say,
you'll always be little Davy.
Nobody rowing the boat at five am.
- We can't talk on the phone.
I need you to help me.
You owe me.
I always kept quiet with Linda.
I told nobody about our boathouse excursions.
I need you to help me prove my innocence.
- Well, just what do you think I can do for you?
I mean, you've got every cop in the country after you
and this reward, there's a big fat reward.
Come on.
- Please, please.
I have a plan.
You know that I'm trustworthy.
Now I need your trust.
Meet me at the waterfront
and I'll tell you everything.
Listen, listen daddy bear.
We are taking a boat this time.
- Okay, Davy, but it's pooh bear,
it's pooh bear these days
and just so you know,
your daddy bear doesn't swing that way anymore.
- It's nothing like that.
You gotta help me.
- Uh, I, I I still don't know what I can do for you.
I mean.
(sighing)
Davy, let's face it.
You're in deep shit.
I don't want these guys after me.
- [David] I understand you have media contacts.
- Okay, Davy, okay.
But this time has to be clean and safe.
I'll see you at eight.
- Be discrete, take the bus.
All right, I'll see you soon.
(tense electronic music)
- Sorry, dude, you gotta get the fuck out.
- Stanley, are you serious?
- You think too much.
We don't need the freak show coming down.
- It's you.
I saw you on television.
You're one of them.
- You obviously mean my identical twin sister.
- Twin, twin sister?
Are you gonna believe that?
- He's getting a little too nervous, isn't he, sweetheart?
Times up!
You gotta go now.
- This is an obvious trap.
- I've had enough of your thought process.
I think we should split town before we get busted.
- I'm actually really proud of you, Stanley.
(soft tense electronic music)
- Hey.
- Oh, Davy.
Sweetheart.
- Were you followed?
- Oh, Davy.
- Were you followed?
- What's this all about?
Your face.
Davy, I brought you your favorite.
A triple soy latte
and the barista even sculpted a little pooh bear
on there for you.
Wait, wait, wait.
Davy, don't hurt yourself.
- Shut up.
- Davy, what? - We gotta get out of here.
I'm gonna take you for a ride.
Come on, let's go.
(low tense music)
(eerie tense music)
I think I know who they are.
- It doesn't matter who they are.
They're trying to kill you.
And the media, the media is allover you.
They got your description down to a T.
They even know your backstory.
I think now is the time, Davy.
Escape, escape to Mexico before they finish
building the wall.
- Spencer, you know everybody.
Can you call your contacts down at the Times?
I can prove this.
I found an article.
The mayor standing with two donors.
These guys helped build sanctuary condos.
Jonathon and Edword Sandars.
The one where he's got a champagne bottle,
he's got a ring.
It's the same exact strange that the thug had
when he held me down.
It turns out these guys are the heirs
to the big corporate vampire, Frederic Sandars.
- Okay.
- Here, I'll show you.
Look at this.
- Oh, Davy, these animals could be anybody.
They could be contractors, loan sharks,
real estate agents.
- No, no, no.
I didn't have a chance to enlarge the photo
but can you recognize them?
Look closer.
- Oh.
These clowns.
They're at every press conference
for the illegal immigrants.
Every one.
The referendum meetings, everything.
They're always there.
I think they're real estate agents
trying to slime a big fat deal.
- Well, I know where they dumped the body
and I can take you there.
- Okay.
Okay.
(groaning)
(coughing)
(heaving)
I haven't been on a boat since the last time
we were out there.
I capsized it but you saved me.
(eerie tense music)
What?
- Let's go.
Let's go, let's go. - What's the matter?
- Come on.
(eerie tense music)
(phone ringing)
- Yes, ma'am.
Oh, we did the laundry.
Thank you.
It was our pleasure.
(eerie tense music)
- This is the opportunity of a lifetime.
I get to document history.
My grandma be so proud.
You know, she always used to say
go get the story and I'll leave the light on in the kitchen.
- Over there.
- Let's go.
- Look, there he is.
- I wanna get a picture of the face first.
(eerie tense music)
(shouting)
Shit.
Who's this?
- Due North.
We're still facing due North.
Murder, corruption, brainwashing.
It's a romantic comedy, man.
It's a fantasy.
Your visions.
Kids on their cellphones.
Programmers, software.
Poof.
There goes your imagination.
- Come on, let's get out of here.
- Think sideways.
Start from the end of the beginning.
I am the most feared and original mind
in modern physics.
Am I not the one who works with ghosts?
You think you're bored now,
wait until you are dead.
- [David] Contact the FBI.
- Uh huh.
- Spencer, tell 'em you're my friend.
- Okay.
- And that I'm willing to negotiate.
- Okay, just hold on a minute, cowboy.
We'll get this.
This is just too fast, too easy.
I need to go back to my office,
think things over for a little bit.
Look, it will be all right.
It will be all right, Davy.
- You have to tame the mind.
The rats don't care, they never did.
- Either these goons are trying to cover their asses
or the media is pumping out another fake story.
That's all that's going on here.
One or the other, we'll figure it out.
So go on back to the motel, take a room.
Kick your feet up, pass out.
I'll make contact in the morning.
- I'm so glad we could have these intimate moments
together still.
Just like the old days.
Brainwashing.
- Oh, Davy.
You'll always have a warm spot right here, always.
It's a...
Oh, Davy.
It's a farce.
- [Old Man] Think sideways.
You can't escape.
(eerie tense music)
- Hi, hi, Shelly?
Yeah.
(laughing)
Yeah, this Spencer Barely.
No, no, Spencer Barely.
Yes, yes, I'm that guy.
Yeah, well.
Remember when we talked,
you told me to give you a call anytime
that I had a great story.
It's a really big one.
It's a big fish and it's starting to smell.
- I'm starving, man.
- Our prayers have been answered.
Follow my lead.
Good evening.
Oh, hello.
Excuse me, we need some help.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
(low tense music)
My name is Skinny and this is Candy.
It's their third day on the job.
We'll now just be on our way down
to the community college for the seminar.
Before we joined the CCC we wandered the Earth
and learned a few tricks from the history books.
You, my friends, remind me very much
of the Roman soldiers about to service the Republic.
They would systemically enter disobedient towns
and kill every man, woman, and child
and they would hang enemy generals publicly
and Hadrian could continue to build his wall.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
We offer you our sworn services.
Carry on, brigadier.
(gunshots)
(eerie tense music)
(Candy whimpering)
- No.
Help, help.
(groaning)
Help me.
Help.
(gurgling)
(eerie music)
- Okay, I'll get right down to it.
You know that David guy, the fugative?
I know where he is.
- Continue.
- Well, I've known him since college.
I was his professor in English comp.
He's a solid kid.
Anyway, he came to me
and he says he's been set up.
That he witnessed the murder of the mayor.
- What the fuck are you talking about?
- No, I'm serious.
You know those Sandars brothers?
They're those goons
at every sanctuary condo press conference.
They're always there.
He claims he saw them shoot the mayor.
- Oh you mean the contractors?
(laughing)
I heard they found his jaw floating with some teeth.
- No.
Absolutely not.
Come on, this is the story of a lifetime here.
- It's absolutely a story.
Your story.
Show me the evidence.
- David came to me with an article
from back in the 1800s
and it's about these two brother's great-grandfather.
This guy named Frederic Sandars,
you can look this up.
He was accused of killing 10 women,
taking their bodies and draining all the blood out of 'em.
It's, ugh.
Anyway, today these two brothers are out there
with their fingers in everything
all because of the money that this wacko
from way back brought to them.
- I don't buy this mafia monster bullshit.
Let me think about it.
The story might work even better if it comes from me.
- Okay, we'll tell it together.
- We need solid proof before we can push a story this crazy.
You bring him in, I'll get him on camera.
Tell him that he won't last long
and that we can help.
- Okay but you'll honor my story?
I mean I got David.
I've got him.
He's absolutely solid.
And what about my reward?
When we first met you promised me access
to the executive group
and I've been loyal all this time.
How much longer do I have to wait?
- (sinister) You came to me.
I'm the newscaster.
He goes on my camera.
(normal voice) I'm not going to air right away.
We need time to flush out the details.
You bring him to River Front Park, say 11 pm.
I'll have my crew waiting.
Let's get this story together
before we go to them.
I'll give you access to my sources.
We can share the credit.
- Okay.
- To success.
- Don't you know how to kiss a lady?
(eerie tense music)
(laughing)
If you see David, contact local authorities.
Do not approach him.
He is armed and dangerous.
(laughing)
With your help, we will apprehend him.
(laughing)
- I'm sorry I never believed you.
(eerie tense music)
- I made coffee.
- That's so sweet.
Thank you.
- Ah, yeah.
I don't know what to say about the kid,
he's just still nervous.
After all these years.
It's pretty clear,
he just never learned how to trust.
- You're helping him for his own good.
I'm so proud of you.
You've really come into your own.
Everyone is so pleased.
- Oh.
- I've been thinking, let's not frighten him.
It would be best to meet with him,
gain his trust, and then grab the interview.
- Oh yeah.
You're so smart.
This is why I've wanted in for so long.
(laughs)
- [Distorted Ethereal Voices] Feed them.
Feed them, feed them, feed them
feed them, feed them, feed them.
Feed them, feed them.
- [Spencer] Davy.
You were absolutely right, kid.
Yeah, my contact believes your story.
I couldn't believe it myself.
Anyways, this is the way it's gonna go.
She's a trusted friend and we're hatching a plan.
We're gonna get an interview of your first.
I feel good about this, Davy.
I feel so good.
Those goons are gonna shit their pants.
I think it's time for you to come in.
- Spencer, are you sure?
- Davy, you're an absolutely solid source.
Our careers are on the line here.
We're determined to serve the public with honor.
That's the way we're going out.
Oh and by the way, just so you know,
our number one priority is protecting your identity.
- That sounds too good.
- Okay, look.
Here's the plan.
We're gonna get you camera to set the bait.
Then, you'll turn the tables, luring the thugs into a trap.
(laughing)
And we've got the evidence already, all we need.
Everybody comes out a winner.
The crooks will be caught, the public's safe.
Stories will be told
and the best part, yes,
plenty of makeup gigs coming your way.
- I've always looked up to you.
You can't let me down.
You just can't let me down.
I never crossed our arrangement, pooh bear.
I'm ruined.
- You've gotta learn how to trust.
I'll get you out of this.
- I'm not sure I know how to care.
I have to go.
- Okay.
Tomorrow night, 11 pm.
The River Front Park, boat launch.
My contact and I will be coming alone.
Okay, see you there.
(tense music)
Okay, right this way.
I know he'll come, I just know it.
Davy, Davy, we're here.
We're here.
Davy. - Over here.
- Davy.
See, I told you.
Oh, this is awesome, Davy, awesome.
We're gonna go someplace safe
and then we'll take care of all this.
You'll be in the clear.
Oh this is my friend Shelly.
- Wait Shelly?
- Yeah, yeah.
The truth always comes out.
Karma always catches up and that's the way--
(gunshot) (grunting)
(tense music)
- [David] Pooh bear.
- I'm (gurgling) shot.
(David sobbing)
(eerie tense music)
(David sobbing)
(eerie tense music)
(Spencer screaming)
(wet crunching)
(Spencer screaming)
(eerie tense music)
(ethereal wailing)
(somber organ music)
(tense dramatic music)
Reprogramming will begin.
- [Distorted Ethereal Voices] Feed them,
I get first taste.
(eerie tense music)
(ethereal growling)
- What, what are you?
- I am Them.
- You're Them?
- Yes, I am.
Did you give him the vaccination?
(electricity crackling) (shouting)
(eerie tense music)
- You can see me.
How did I get here?
So it was you all along?
- Yes, indeed.
I'm afraid so.
- Why?
- It had to be done.
- My family.
Friends.
- Everyone knows the world revolves around them.
It's a selfless selfish act.
A matter of survival.
We have two choices.
They or Them.
And since we consider ourselves to be infinite,
it had to be us.
(eerie tense music)
Sign here.
And here.
Ah, that should do it.
- I have rights.
- You know, David, the best criminals never get caught
we have two choices, two choices, two choices...
- I.
I never.
My Aunt, she's got cash.
- We already have investors.
The poor are fighting for the rich.
Sometimes we even pay them.
I hear guaranteed income is hot.
Something to look forward to.
But in the end, it's just business.
Resources, David.
Adolescent insecurity.
- God, God I.
- Drugs, sex, and then it's on to anarchy.
Obedient obedient
patriot patriot
soldiers soldiers.
- Please, please I never hurt anybody.
- Oh that's not what you said online.
(eerie echoing whispering)
- It's hard to breathe.
- Adverse reactions to social engineering.
Central needs to work out a few kinks.
Sorry for the discomfort, David.
We all tend to rush our projects.
You know, I admire the way you skillfully avoided us
for so long.
It's quite impressive.
And your talent for shaping reality,
it's gonna come in handy.
(eerie tense music)
(screaming)
- But then again.
We designed you that way.
(eerie tense music)
(heavy breathing)
- We realize how wealthy, united, and important you are.
Remember, if you see anything suspicious,
even a gesture, contact local authorities.
Our programmers will work in unison
with local police to protect the industry
that keeps this economy strong.
(tense dramatic music)
- We're in pursuit.
About to bring him in.
(tense dramatic music)
(heavy breathing)
It's done.
He's been neutralized.
(heavy breathing)
- We have good news.
The killer has been apprehended.
The streets will be safe.
(heavy breathing)
(eerie ethereal rasping)
(tense dramatic music)
- [David Voiceover] Listen to me very carefully.
There are wicked wicked people.
I somehow managed to escape.
I need you to come now.
- [Stanley Voiceover] They own the thought process.
Fucking fake news.
I know you're an innocent man.
- [David Voiceover] Hey, is it possible she's a mole?
- [Stanley Voiceover] Wait, no.
She just does hair.
- [David Voiceover] I was sure it would all be over.
- [Stanley Voiceover] Listen, brother.
I assure you there will be no problems here.
(eerie ethereal music)
(tense music)
(eerie tense music)
(gunfire)
(heavy breathing)
(eerie ethereal music)
(upbeat guitar music)
(upbeat music)