All language subtitles for doom.patrol.s04e03.720p.web.h264-cakes_Track03

[Dr. Winslow] I'm telling you,
Chief Kincaid,

the Port Charlotte Ripper
is back.

[Kincaid] That's impossible,
Dr. Winslow.

The Port Charlotte Ripper
was executed last summer.

-Unless...
-You arrested
the wrong man.

Damn it!

How dare they?

[Kincaid] How could
I have missed this?

They chose a total stranger
over me to lead them.

Over me!

Well. Their fucking loss.

Mmm.

Let them choke on it.

...and I don't care that
you ran off and married
that Japanese sex robot.

I've never stopped loving you.

Kincaid, please...

Ugh! You call
that a performance?

[scoffs]

Your love is about
to put himself in grave danger.

-We mustn't...
-[Rita] There is no life
behind those eyes.

[doorbell rings]

Door.

[doorbell ringing]

Door.

[Dr. Winslow] There's something
you should know.

My name isn't Talia.

-Shit.
-I'm not a doctor.

I'm the Russian Grand Duchess.

[wind blowing]

Hello.

Hello?

I really don't need
any shenanigans today.

[soft music playing]

"Rita Farr retrospective.
At the Cloverton Art House."

[speaking French]

[laughing]

At least,
someone appreciates me!

[door slams]

Find a new purpose.

How?

What does that even mean?

[sighs]

[grunts]

[record scratches]

[Spanish song playing]

[sighs]

Shit!

[music stops]

[sighs]

Are you fucking kidding me?

Fucking hate puzzles.

Shelly?

[wind howling]

[gasps]

[breathes heavily]

[gasps]

[breathing heavily]

[gasps]

[breathing heavily]

Whoa.

[breathing heavily]

-[Calvin] Whoa.
-Whoa.

[Derek] What's up, bro!

Wow, Vic.

-So, where's the tech?
-I'm back in the flesh.

What's up, C?

Cyborg was a badass, man.

What gives?

I made a change.
Works better for me.

I'm still the same,
just without the tech.

I'm more comfortable
in this skin.

That's quite a change.

Come on. I'm still
the same old Vic you guys know.

Uh, is that synthetic skin?

-Oh, yeah.
-Yeah, I read about that.

Wait, do you still
have your powers?

Uh...

Not really.
It's sort of complicated.

Stealth,
but keeps 'em guessing.

[chuckles] Hey.

I mean, I wish
I could move through
the world like that, man.

Well, we definitely don't
all have that luxury.

[sighs]

Yo, remember these guys?

[all laugh]

I remember Marcus'
high-water pants.

Okay, those pants won us
the championship.

-Aye, the Detroiticons.
-Couldn't touch us.

-Forever undefeated.
-Oh. Hey, remember this?

[in sing-song voice]
Da-da-da-na.

What!

[Derek] Our pride and joy.

Worked our asses off on this.

Hmm. Mister Indestructible.

Clown, why are you still trying
to change his name?

-You were out-voted.
-[all] Consensus ruled.

-Man, Mister Invincible.
-Everything we wanted to be.

-Bulletproof.
-Yes.

You know, I remember
how hard it was for me
to connect those arms.

I mean, the material
to make him bulletproof
was so hard to weld.

I designed that head by drawing
on sister's big forehead.

[all laughing]

Yo, the robotics club was
in awe of Mister Invincible.

Nah, man,
they were in awe of us.

Yo, Derek and I stayed up
until 3:00 a.m.

inscribing the
Detroiticons insignia.

-Yo, it's still there, man.
-What?

Yo. Best thing I ever did.

It's the first time I ever
accomplished something.

Gave me this fever to
just keep accomplishing shit.

Hmm...

I just got to say one time,
like, it feels so good to be
with you fellows again.

-Come on.
-Ah!

[all] Booyah!

[all exclaiming]

[all laughing]

[electricity crackling]

No more taunting me, Keeg!

In fact, you know what?

No more games.

I'm ignoring you.

You hear that?

I am.

Oh, God.

[groans]

Oh! I bet you think
I'm off my rocker.

Yeah, well...

[groans]

You know, maybe,
maybe you were right.

I should have
burned the little brat
when I had the chance.

Oh, did I say that?

[sighs] I'm sorry. I didn't...
I'm at my wits' end
with this kid.

Okay? He's hiding in the walls.

Okay, Larry, if I may...

You might want to consider
that Keeg is just gone.

I mean, he did leave you
in the future,

so, you know, chances are
he's gone for good.

[sighs]

Is that the summation
of my life?

Am I just meant to be alone?

No. Try and find new meaning.

New purpose. I mean,
do you have any powers
without Keeg?

Yes.

No.

It's complicated.

Ah, okay, well, let's look
on the bright side.

You can enjoy
the peace and quiet.

That's what I'm doing.

You know, I looked at my past,

and I decided
to leave it behind.

Start afresh.
Quiet the demons of the past,
sort of saying.

You should...
you should try it.

Oh. Okay, I see.
Now that you've been voted
team leader,

you're going to have
emotional wellness check-ins.

Well, I'm not going to
feast on regret,

but what I can do now
is become a better leader.

-Like, if I may...
-You may.

Before you go
giving out advice,

maybe you should
make amends with the person
you hurt the most.

It appears my fans
are running late. [chuckles]

[orchestral music playing]

Ooh, Secret Rendezvous.

-[narrator] Secret Rendezvous.
-[sighs]

[narrator] Starring
Kyla Wright,

-Charles Auego
and introducing Rita Farr.
-[chuckles]

It was my big break.

[narrator] In this stately
Boston mansion,

the wedding of the year
is about to commence.

I smell cotton candy.

[static noise]

Man...

Graham, the manager is still
giving us the hook up.

Yeah, we're loyal customers.

I mean, the three of us
been coming here
every week, for years.

[Marcus] Yeah, five for four.

I mean, I could down
one pie easily.

Tell my mother I had
all my vegetables for the week.

[laughing]

Oh, Vic.

My apologies, man.

-I didn't.
-Oh, no, it's cool
to talk about my mom.

Her funeral
was a super tough day.

And thank you guys
for being pallbearers.

You knew?

Yeah. I mean, of course.
I was still recovering,

but my dad told me...

Too bad
you couldn't say goodbye.

She was the best.

Yeah.

That's fine.

I got to see her
in the afterlife.

Afterlife? You mean,
like, your dreams?

No, I mean, like,
where you go after you die.

[chuckles]

Look. See,
me and the Doom Patrol,
we all died.

Well, half died.

Then a couple of ghosts
saved us, and we survived.

It's not the easiest thing
for me to explain.

He's a superhero, dude.

Like, they crush time
and all kinds of boundaries.

No, no, no. Was a superhero.

-[chuckles]
-[sighs]

Was she happy?

She was living her best life.

Okay, then what's it like
up there?

Pretty cool.

You get to focus
on all the things
that you didn't get to do.

So, Calvin, you'll finally get
a chance to open up

that barber shop you keep
going on about.

You just got to die first, huh?

[all laughing]

Funny. Funny.

[Marcus] Look, you've always
had crazy strength, Vic.

But Cyborg, that's next level.

-What do you do
with all that power?
-Well, we stop bad guys.

There was this one kid,
I gave him a second chance.

I gave him the opportunity
to make different choices
with his life.

Okay.

We stopped
the testicle monster.

[chuckles] It was crazy.
This thing was screwing up
shipping lanes.

People couldn't get things
like wood that they needed
for their homes.

Right! For that new house
I'm building on the lake,
right? [laughs]

That new house you'll be
building in heaven.

[both laughing]

Vic this, Vic that,

I mean, all we've been
talking about is Vic.

But Vic, you haven't even asked
about your best friend, Derek.

I mean, he did
what we promised to do.

Change the world
starting locally, in Detroit.

[Vic] Yeah, man,
that's awesome.

[clears throat]
Yo, D, tell me about it.

I started a robotics club
in Detroit.

I teach kids
how to build robots.

Nah, he's being modest, man.

These kids love it.

The stuff they build
is next level.

Mmm-hmm. I wanna
be a part of that.

Bring back the old
robotics dream team. [chuckles]

How do I volunteer?

These guys volunteer,
you know, they help me out.

I can count on them.

So, I'm good.

[feedback over microphone]

[announcer] The laser tag
championship is underway.

The reigning champs,

Your Worst Nightmare,
defeated the last opponent.

Making them undefeated,
and unstoppable.

Any others in here
brave enough to take on
the champs?

They look how we looked
back in the day.

[Derek and Marcus chuckle]

Yo, let's take our title back.

Oh, we haven't played
since you left, Vic.
We're rusty.

Hey, loosen up
your turtleneck, man.
Let's have some fun.

Yo, it's laser tag.

Come on, man. We own that game.

We got this.

Let's get it!

-[all cheering]
-There it is.

[orchestral music playing]

Mmm.

Oh.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Polly, what are
you going on about?

-I know you.
-Yes, Yes.

I am the evil mother forcing
her incorrigible daughter
to marry

only the third wealthiest man
in America.

Too late now. You're doomed
to be rich and famous.

And why are you
just sitting there?

Really, dear,
the wedding's tomorrow.

There's so much to do.

Good heavens,
I'm in Secret Rendezvous.

[mother] And there
she goes again.

Come on. No more
lollygagging, you.

I've laid out
your beautiful dress upstairs.

No. You don't understand.

I'm not supposed to be here.

Your pretty little head
is a tad confused.

Darling, I am not supposed
to be here.

It's bad luck to see you
before the wedding.

But I couldn't stay away.

Alistair Kincaid. [gasps]

My God, you were good looking,
weren't you? [chuckles]

Ah, but before you say
another word--

-Uh-uh.
-[gasps]

A jewel for my jewel.

[chuckles] Alistair...

Damn it. Alistair...

Well...

You shouldn't have.

[giggles]

Can you see it, darling?

The biggest wedding
of the decade.

Your face
on all the front pages

of all the broadsheets
in all the world.

Everyone knows your name.

Everyone loves you.

And that Princess of Monaco
will eat her hat.

Alistair Kincaid,
you are a troublemaker.

[sighs]

No, I can see it.

Or... I do see it.

I mean, why not?

Why not me?

Do I not deserve to be loved?

That's the spirit, my darling.

[sighs]

[eerie music playing]

[sighs]

[Cliff] What's up with you?

Are you glowing?

-No.
-[Cliff] Something's different.

-New haircut?
-What? God!

No, shut up.

Okay, look, I'm going
to tell you something,

but you can't make
a big deal about it
because it's not a big deal.

-I'm listening.
-[sighs]

Okay. Do you remember
when we were in Cloverton

and Flex did that...

thing and we all felt...

If you're talking about
the orgasm thing,

I don't want to talk about it.

Why?

Because, Jane,
maybe I don't want to talk
about orgasms, or feelings

or touching little butts
that go pop in your hand.

Okay. What's up with you?

[Cliff grunts]

[Larry] Okay, look,
let's just agree that
we're all going through

a little something.

Maybe what we need
is to sit here in peace
and quiet.

[alarm blaring]

Hmm.

[Larry groans]

Of course, why not?
Bring it on.

Team meeting!

Why? We beat the Butts.

[Larry] Yeah,
we're good, De Mille.

Whatever you're trying to do,
make it a solo mission.

Except this is a new kind
of mission

which focuses on team building,
togetherness.

So, the mantra moving forward
will be...

T-R-U-S-T. Trust.

Oh, fuck me. I'm back
on Underground Avenue.

You might not know this,
but we trust each other.

Or did.

-We just don't trust you.
-[scoffs]

And besides, we chose you
to be a hard ass.

What's with this softer,
wimpy shit?

Correct. You chose me,
and I have devised a plan.

So here it is, our first
trust building exercise

will be to support Rita
at her movie retrospective.

[Cliff] What movie
retrospective?

"The Cloverton Art House."

Cloverton is a town
full of dimwits.

Do they even have an art house?
This seems fake.

[Cliff] Nope, nope.

The Clovertonians detest us.

Especially Rita.
Doesn't add up.

All the more reason for us
to show Rita our support.

And why didn't she tell us?

[Larry] Maybe because
she was hurt when we didn't
choose her as team leader.

Trying to heal that, but I...

[sighs]

...need your help.

[groans]

[Cliff sighs]

[Larry] Hey, yeah.
Sorry, folks,

I won't be joining you.

I don't have the strength.

I'm still trying to wrangle
my wayward kid.

[Cliff] Seriously, are you
gonna stay here and wait
for your fucked up,

manipulative kid who abandoned

your self-flagellating ass?

Or are you going to support
your best friend, Rita?

-Fuck, yeah! Rita!
-[Cliff] Rita!

-[Jane] Rita.
-[all cheering] Rita,
Rita, Rita.

-[cheering continues]
Rita, Rita.
-[Larry groans]

[orchestral music playing]

[sighs]

[Rita humming]

[Cliff] Where is she?

[Larry] Shh.
This is Secret Rendezvous.

[Rita as Polly] What's this?

A twist? Just before
young Polly's wedding day.

Okay, that's Oliver Truman.

Polly's true secret love.

[Rita as Polly] The dashing
Oliver Truman sneaking
into my window. But why?

Could it be
he's my true secret love?

-Here to rescue me...
-[Larry] Thank you.

...from a lifetime
of endless wealth and ennui.

Has he come to spirit me
away into the night?

Why, um, yes.

Something like that.

-[Rita as Polly chuckles]
-[Larry] Huh?

Something like what?

What? Oh, yes, yes.

Hey, what gives?

We were having an affair
during this movie.

You kissed me
with reckless abandon.

Are you saving it
for our secret rendezvous
at the gazebo,

where you finally
steal me away?

Sure, the secret rendezvous
in the gazebo.

Try it again.

[clears throat]

But this time, convince me.

Oh, for the love of God,
just get through
the goddamn scene!

Haven't seen
my family in years.

My kids are growing up
without me.

Why does this movie suck balls?

-That's not the dialogue.
-[Rita] That's not
the dialogue.

[Oliver] Please,
just do what she wants.

I am begging you.

We're all begging you.

[choking]

[Rita] Oliver?

[retches]

-[Cliff] What the fuck!
-[Rita] Oliver?

[Oliver gagging and retching]

[Rita sighs]

Hold on.

I think Rita
might be in this movie.

[Cliff and Jane] No, shit!

No, I mean, in the movie.

What the hell
is going on here?

[both] No shit.

Hmm. I smell...

coconut cream pie.

[eerie music playing]

[Cliff] Does anyone
smell Nutella?

Oh, for fuck sake!

[Rita as Polly] Hello?

Hello... hello!

Oh! This is not a gazebo.

[Rita] Oh... fuck!

This isn't Secret Rendezvous.

This is
The Haunting of White Manor.

[exhales]

I don't know what the hell
is going on here,

or who thinks this is funny.

But this movie
gave me nightmares,
and I am not amused.

[creepy kid giggles]

[Rita] Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

[Larry] Oh, my God.

Am I in Rita's movie?

I know this gazebo.

I'm in Secret Rendezvous.

You know, in happier times,
this would have been
a fantasy come true.

But now...

[softly] Rita? Rita? Rita?

Who are you?

I'm Oliver Truman.

Polly's true love,
her newspaper man.

-And you're not Polly.
-And you're not Oliver, pal.

I'm Rita's best friend.

At least I was.

And I'm here to get her
out of this.

So let's try this again.

Who the hell are you?

How does it feel
to walk around in the world
bandaged up like that?

How do you think it feels?
Exactly how it looks.

[man] Your life must
be devoid of sensuality.

Yeah, well, everyone's life
is devoid of something.

More importantly,
if I don't wear these bandages,
everyone will die.

How do you have human contact?

I don't.

I used to.

-I have memories.
-And memories
are enough to satisfy you?

It's not like
I have a choice in this.

Okay?

Well, how do you know
that you don't?

I'm the man in many elements.

What if I were to tell you
you're right?

I am not a newspaper man.

I'm just an innocent soul
trapped in here, too.

[Larry] By who?

A strange creature, really.

She calls herself Dr. Janus.

Our order is to get your friend
to emote as much as possible.

But what does that even mean?

She's an actress.

She wakes up emoting.
How do I save her?

It's hard to say.

Dr. Janus is sending
your friend through
her movie retrospective

until she gets what she wants.

She controls everything
about this place.

Then again,
I know a thing or two
about this place as well.

I've been trapped
here long enough.

Maybe the two of us
can find a way.

The two of us? Me and you?

Sure, lead the way.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Fucking hell!

[sighs] Fuck, fuck, fuck...

Fuck.

[exhales] Think, Rouge.
Think, think, think...

Where's that fucking flier?

"Rita Farr retrospective.

A star from the golden age
of Hollywood."

Hmm, questionable.

"Playing at
the Cloverton Art House.
Dr. Janus Productions."

Hmm, Dr. Janus.

Dr. Janus?

Dr. Janus.

No, no, no, no...

Well... Hello.

"Name: Dr. Janus.

Category: Emotional vampire."
Fuck.

[sighs] "Weakness: Fragile ego,
lacks empathy."

Oh, that's the same
for most of us.

"Weapon: creates
artificial realities,
hallucinations."

Oh, shit.

"How to combat?"

"How to combat?"

Are you fucking kidding me?

That's it?

That's... that's all
you've got?

Niles Caulder? You selfish,
sex-deprived, son of a prick.

You have left out the most
important piece of information.

How am I supposed
to defeat her now?

You fucking asshole!

[Cliff] Hello?

Hello.

Where the fuck are we?

[softly] What the fuck!

Are we in one of Rita's movies?

I don't fucking know.

Never saw one.

Every time I try
to watch one of her movies,

Top Gun comes on.
Saturday matinee.

Yeah, same.
You can't not watch Top Gun.

Hell yeah, Goose.

-Hell yeah, Maverick.
-[hand clangs]

[door creaking]

Is this supposed
to be a horror movie?

'Cause... not scary.

[eerie music plays]

[laughs] Still not scary.

[floorboard creaking]

[both] Fuck!

[eerie music playing]

-[Cliff whimpering]
-Shh.

-You go out.
-Fuck that. You go out.

You're made
out of fucking metal.

[Cliff groans]

-We're badasses.
-Yeah.

We fucking destroyed
the testicle monster.

It's just a fucking kid.

That's not just some kid.

That's a creepy kid.

Is anyone ever not scared
of a creepy kid?

[Cliff] True.

-[upbeat music playing]
-[automated voice]
Three, two, one.

-[buzzer blares]
-[automated voice] Game on.

[Vic] Where you at?

[laser guns firing]

Here we go, here we go.

Marcus, left!

Duck.

-[Vic] Booyah!
-He's down, he's down.

Yes.

[both exclaiming]

Go. I got your back.

Yeah, that's what
you always said, but you left.

Wait, what?

I didn't leave, I was grieving.

Yeah, we were grieving too.

But you weren't with us.

The more we reached out,
the more you backed away.

Why do you think
I'm back here now
in my skin again?

That's a good question.

You tell me.

Why are you back?

Yo, I had to mourn my mom
and figure out who I was.

And now I'm reconnecting
with who I was before
the accident.

Connecting with people
that were most important to me.

We tried to be there
for you back then.

We couldn't find you.

So you just stopped trying?

Were we supposed
to just chase you down?

We don't have superpowers, Vic.

I was your best friend.
You didn't even try to find me.

No. Let me remind you
that I found you guys now,

and I'm trying to make up
for the time we lost.

Except you can't.

Too much time
has already passed.

We're not the same people
we once were.

We have been shaped
by life in Detroit.

There's been a lot of beauty,

but also a lot of shit
that we had to face.

Made us the men
that we are today.

-You missed all of that.
-Yo, I didn't ask to be Cyborg.

But I did ask to be put back
in the body that's closest
to the body--

Vic, are you hearing me?

You were Mr. Invincible
for all the years
that we were vulnerable.

Even now,
your skin is impenetrable.

Mine is not.

I lost my best friend.

What you don't understand
is that we live
different lives.

I lost my best friend, too.

But I'm here now.

Why can't that be enough?

[laser gun firing]

[girl giggling]

[buzzer blares]

[automated voice] Game over.

[sighs] I'm sorry
for blowing you off earlier.

We can totally talk
about orgasms if you want to.

[groans]

You remember the fog,
right? Shelly?

Sisterhood of Dada.

Yeah, I hate those fucks.

Very nice.

Yeah, well... I saw her eye...
in a puzzle piece.

Then this mist
came out of the puzzle.

-For real?
-I don't know. Felt real.

Felt really real.

Oh, shit. The mist seduced you?

-Is that weird?
-Why?

-Because you blew a boner?
-[groans]

-You set one free?
-Uh--

No, I tell ya,
of all the feelings
in the world,

I miss that the most.

Nothing in life compares.

If there's a Hall of Fame
for feelings,

that's numero uno.

Top of the charts.
Undefeated. The be all
and end all of feelings.

Cleanup, Phyllis,
because the fat lady has sung.

Okay. A, you're disgusting.

And B, it was...

tender... gentle.

In my entire life,
no one or nothing
has ever touched me like that.

So what's the problem?
It sounds like you liked it.

[Jane] It's not about
whether I liked it.

I have to think
about what's best for Kay.

Fuck it. Forget about Kay.

How do you feel?

[Jane sighs]

I can't forget about Kay.
That's the point.

[both scream]

[Larry] Hey, guys.

Meet my new friend, not Oliver.

He can take us to Rita.

[eerie music playing]

Fuck!

-Fuck, fuck, fuck.
-[door creaking]

Fuck.

-Did I frighten you, Mary Ann?
-[gasps]

It's time for you
to read me a bedtime story.

Look, you...

I know this is all bullshit.

I know you played
the creepy kid.

But I also know
your real name is Orville.

And you were still pooping
your pants during the making
of this movie,

which, trust me,
creeped everybody out.

Somehow, I got trapped
in my movies

which made me feel good
for a while,

but it doesn't anymore,
and I want out.

[floorboard creaks]

Just do what she says
or you're gonna make
things worse.

Who is she?
Because trust me, kid,
things can't get much worse.

Not for you, for your friends.

Wait.

What are you talking about?

[thuds]

Oh, well, damn it. [inhales]

There is no way to save them.

I've sent them to their deaths.

And the mission
was trust. [scoffs]

I can't even trust myself.

I mean,

why did anyone think
that I was worthy

of being a leader?

Navel-gazing bastards.

Were any of you
paying attention?

Have you not seen
my track record, people?
Fucking hell.

All right,
let's count them off.

All right?

One, half-ass victory
against the Butts.

Two, Cliff feeling
the pain of violence.

Number three, fucked over Rita.

Number four,

I had Malcolm killed,
which again fucked over Rita.

Right? Mmm.

Number five...

I stamped innocent people...

as weapons.

Why?

And now, I want to be good.
[chuckles]

Well, maybe I'm not good.

Maybe I'm, maybe I'm just bad
because everything
I ever touch turns to shite.

Okay. So, when
the Doom Patrol return.

If, if... the Doom Patrol
returns from wherever

this fucking hell is
that I have sent them to.

I'm... I'm going to
correct everything.

Okay? Do you hear me?

I'm going to
correct everything.

And I will give Rita who
was a... a dear, dear friend--

Do you know what I mean?

...or whatever, toast to Rita.

I'm going to give her
the position that she deserves.

Team leader, right?

She deserves to lead
that bunch of misfit
vagabonds, not me.

Definitely not fucking me.

Not me.

Well, I am going to need
a bigger bottle.

-That's the plan.
-[electricity crackling]

Whoa.

[Larry] Rita!

[dramatic music playing]

[Rita] My friends.

You're here to save me.

[Cliff] Were you in Star Trek?

You never told us
you were in Star Trek.

[Larry] We're in
Spartacus 452.

Rita's first sci-fi movie
that, incidentally, was also
her first box office failure.

But that's neither here,
nor there.

Thank you, Larry.

[clears throat]

Now, listen to me.

I appreciate you all coming,
but you are in danger.

This is a trap.

-We know.
-You do?

[Larry] We have to save you
from Dr. Janus.

She's an evil being
that has everyone trapped
in your movie retrospective.

Even my new friend.

-I'm sorry.
I never got your real name.
-[man] Oh.

Call me Mr. One-Oh-Four.

The periodic table?

Seriously?

[Larry] The point is,
I think this Dr. Janus wants
to collect your emotional juice

and that necklace
or something like that.

[laughs] Oh.
Well, she's not going
to get it in this movie.

I took this role for the money.

And perhaps we need
to up the stakes then.

[Cliff, Jane and Larry scream]

-[Larry] What the hell?
-[Cliff] What the fuck?

What did you just do?

Me? Nothing.

I'm a man of many elements,
but this was all her.

Allow me to introduce you
to Dr. Janus.

-[snaps fingers]
-[Jane screams]

[Cliff] Fuck!

But that was all me.

What are you doing?
They'll burn alive out there.

I know. Isn't it a pity?

[Cliff] That's your friend?

Maybe you
should be by yourself.

Your choices are fucked.

Shut up, Cliff.

We can get ourselves
out of this.

So call, uh, Flit or Hammerhead
or some fucking body.

[exhales]

[Cliff and Larry] Um...

What the fuck?

-I can't.
-[Larry groans]

[grunts] Nothing's happening.

Break open the bars.

[Cliff] Let's do this.

[straining]

What the fuck?

Fuck, we're powerless.

Now you're getting it.

Why are you doing this?

What did I ever do to you?

You have something
that was never yours
in the first place.

Something that was stolen
from someone very special.

And we intend to get it back.

What do I have?

My emotions?

Is that what you want?

So what?

I impassively watch
my friends burn to death

or I attempt the impossible?

I try to save them
and you get what you want?

Fuck you! Fuck that.

[breath trembles]

[gasps]

All of my life,
I have felt like a fraud.

All of my life,
I have been the imposter
masquerading as Rita Farr.

But, one day,
you crazy bunch of misfits

who are just like me,
came into my life.

I say fuck Niles Caulder
for most things but...
not this.

He gave me you.

My family.

I know you don't think
we deserve anything good.

But one thing I know
we do deserve is the love
that we have for each other.

Well, had, before
the Butts screwed us up,

and then that weird
testicle monster thing.

But the point is...
you accept me.

The real me,
whether I blob or triumph,

you were always the place
that I returned to.

You were my home.

Okay, this is really beautiful,

but if she doesn't hurry
the fuck up, we're gonna fry.

[Rita] I've earned this family

and I will be damned if I let
some D-movie villain

harm you or take you
away from me.

And, even though you people,
who I love more than anything
in the world,

chose someone else over me
to lead you,

a perfect stranger,
I might add.

I would die
if anything happened to you.

[exhales] I'm going
to save you. Mmm-hmm.

Or we will die together
because I'm not going to live
my life without you.

Bravo.

Immortus will rise.

[Rita] Wait, you!

What did you say?

Hey, that's it?

You get what you want
and you still leave us here
to burn?

Holy shit, we're doomed.

At least you got
to have a fucking orgasm
before you die.

[screams]

Don't worry.
I'm coming for you.

[all screaming]

-[Cliff] No!
-[Larry] Rita!

Oh, please. Do not let go.

[Rita] Hot, hot, hot!

What is that?

[dramatic music playing]

[Cliff] Holy fucking fuck!
Is that...

[Larry] Keeg?

[Jane] He's rescuing us.

[Larry] Thanks, kiddo.

Let's go home.

Wait, don't.

No!

[Jane gasps]

[Larry] Keeg?

-[gasps] Rita!
-[Jane] Rita.

Rita.

-[Marcus] Man.
Good to see you, brother.
-[Vic] You too. Take care, bro.

-Take it easy, man.
-One day I will.

Good seeing you.

Good seeing you, too.

Hey!

I promised to share custody.

I had him
for the first ten years.

You get him for the next ten.

Hey, Derek.

I'm forever proud of you, man.

[sighs]

[tires screeching]

[Cliff] Get the fuck
out the way.

-[door slams]
-[yelps] Oh!

Fucking hell. Ow! Oh!

[Cliff] Move it.
Out of the way.

What's happening?

[Larry] We don't know
what's going on.

[dramatic music playing]