All language subtitles for The Toxic AvengerLeif

(EERI E MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(H ERO SIGHS)

I didn't Want any of this.

-Hot thc.. .
-(wESTERN MUSI C PLAYI NG)

-(GROANS)
-(wOMAN SCREAMS)

-(DRI LL wH I RRI NG)
-(KLAxON BLARES)

-(GROwLI NG)
-HERO: (SHOUTS) Wait!

-Wait, stop!
-(SCREAMS)

Fuck!
Wc'II get to all of that.

Just... (PANTS) Just Lclax...

Okay? Jcsus.

(CLEARS TH ROAT)

I didn't want any of this.

Hot thc gLicf, not thc illncss.

CcLtainly not thc hcLoic voiccovcL.

That's not who I am.

But somctimcs,
you gotta do somcthing...

It all staLtcd
on thc othcL sidc of town.

I wasn't cvcn involvcd.

(RADI O SWEEPI NG,
I N DI STI NCT CHATTER)

(THU ND ER RU MBLI NG)

RADI O HOST: Okay,
wc 'vc got this hystcLic

on Iinc two again.

How, um, you'Lc saying that
this hclovcd coLpoLation

would knowingly poison
its own customcLs

sclling unhcalthy slop
just to, uh... to what?

Just to hoost
thciL own pLofit maLgins?

FEMALE CALLER: Ycs, that's
cxactly what I'm saying.

HOST: WhcLc's thc pLoof?

CALLER: I'm not
an cxpcLt on chcmical stuff,

hut I'm not an idiot cithcL.

I can scc it with my own cycs.
I can smcll it in thc aiL,

-I can fccl it on my skin.
-HOST: Ah, okay, swccthcaLt.

-(LI N E D ISCONN ECTS)
-HOST: (CH UCKLES) Oof.

-Must hc a full moon.
-(RADIO SWEEPI NG)

(SYNTHWAVE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(DOORBELL BUZZI NG)

(ExHALES SHAKI LY)

MEL: Are you okay?

Got these fuckers now.

-MEL: Were you followed?
-Don't worry.

You taught me
how to spot a tail , right?

(DOOR CLOSES)

Where'd you get this?

J .J. : BT headuarters.

Got to the 12th floor,

dug into their
internal system.

That's risky.

Well, I'm not going
to the factory

if I can help it.

(MEL SI GH I NG)

These bastards.

Oh, my God. You did it.

This is exactly what we need
to destroy BTH.

(SH UDDERS SOFTLY)

J .J. , you've done real good.

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

-(OM I NOUS MUSIC PLAYI NG)
-J .J. : (GASPS) Oh , God.

-(POUN DI NG ON DOOR)
-Let's go.

-(LOU D THU D)
-(ExHALES)

(MUTED GROWLS)

(BREATH TREMBLI NG) Go.

(LOU DLY) Come on !
I'm right here!

(GROWLS)

J .J. , go!

(MAN 1 LAUGH I NG MAN IACALLY)

Here we come.
(LAUGH I NG MAN IACALLY)

-Little girl !
-(J .J. PANTI NG)

(MAN 1 HOOTS)

Oh, my God. Okay, okay.

(J .J. SCREAMS)

(GRU NTS, GROANS)

Goddamn it!

(M EL GROANS)

(GROWLS)

(MEL BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

You assholes are too late!

There's nothing
you can do to me.

(GUN CLICKI NG)

(M EL GROANS) Motherfucker.

(GROAN I NG I N PAI N)

You dickless idiots!

(WHEEZI NG)

Nope.

(GROANS)

(OBJ ECTS CLATTERI NG)

(GROAN I NG I N PAI N)

Is that all you've got,
you fucking pussies?

(SCREAMS) Halloween assholes!

MAN 2: This fucking guy.
MEL: Is that all you can do?

(GROANS) Fuck each of you.

-(MAN 3 H ISSES)
-M EL: You've got nothing!

Nothing.

(SCREAM I NG)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(MAN 1 LAUGH I NG MAN IACALLY
I N DI STANCE)

MAN 2 : (GRU NTI NG)
Fucking door!

(MAN 3 SPEAKI NG I ND ISTI NCTLY)

MAN 1 : Nah. She's nobody.

Nothing at all.

(EERI E ROCK MUSI C PLAYI NG)

(CH ICKEN SCATTI NG)

Oh?

(ExCLAI MS, GRUNTS)

(SCREAM I NG) Oh, fuck,
it hurts! Jesus Christ!

(PAI N ED SOUAWKI NG)

(EERI E ROCK MUSIC EN DS)

(OLD-TI M EY ROMANTI C BALLAD
MUSI C PLAYI NG OVER RAD IO)

(SIGHS)

Good morning.

Wc'd lost Shclly a ycaL ago.

HcL swcct kid, Wadc, and mc.

Ycah, thc cvil stcpdad.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I still dLcam ahout hcL
most nights.

(SNORES)

Thcsc days,
it's just mc and thc kid.

(SN I FFLES, GROANS)

It's, uh... It's going good.

NARRATOR: DcpLcssion,
fatiguc, achcs and pains,

and thc malaisc
of cvcLyday Iifc.

(VOI CES WH ISPERI NG)

-(ECHOI NG) Don't woLLy.
-MAN : H mm.

NARRATOR: At BTH,
wc 'vc got stuff

-foL all that stuff and moLc.
-(AD J I NGLE PLAYI NG)

WOMAN : (OU ICKLY)
Sidc cffccts notwithstanding.

NARRATOR ON TV: OuL Iinc
of pLopLictaLy cutting-cdgc

hio-hoostcLs aLc thc way
to hcalth, wcllncss,

-and plain old fccling good.
-(H U MM I NG)

I'm CEO RohcLt GaLhingcL.
But plcasc, call mc Boh.

Thank you, Boh.

ALL: Thank you, Boh.

Bonnic Dimhlc hcLc, Iivc fLom
How ChcmistLy High School

foL VaLsity TouLnamcnt scason.

Coach Stanwyck.

What can wc cxpcct fLom
thc CLimson Bcaks this ycaL?

STANWYCK: How Chcm
is gonna nu kc ' cm.

(CH UCKLES) Wouldn't wanna hc
thc Kcnncdy CougaLs

this SatuLday, huh?

Man, fuck thc CougaLs!

-Oh. Oh, my God.. .
-PLAYERS: Fuck thc CougaLs!

Switching gcaLs,
wc havc a spccial cxclusivc

foL y'all at homc now.

It's thc hLand-new vidco

fLom thosc faL-out
shockcL LockcLs

appcaLing this SatuLday

at thc St. Roma's
Fun Town Fcstival.

OuL homctown anti-hcLocs,
The KillcL Hutz.

Roll it, TcLLy.

(SHOCK ROCK MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(TH E KI LLER NUTZ SI NGI NG
(WE ARE) CRAZY AHD DAHGEROUS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey, buddy.

H ERO : These guys, huh?

Got everything,
got everything. Okay.

(SIGHS)

Okay, breakfast is served .
Get some.

Ah , that's just junk mail .
U h...

Whoa! Dig the shade.
What is that?

Black Thunder?

It's so nice.

Looks really rad.

Mmm.

WADE: Um ...

Looks great.

Well , I'll just scrape off
the black part.

-It's fine. It's okay.
-WADE: It's okay.

That part's pretty good.

-(CHU RCH BELL TOLLI NG)
-(I N DISTI NCT CHATTER)

(CAT SCREECH I NG)

-(BELL D I NGI NG)
-Oh , hey, Dais.

How are you?

DAISY: Please, don't hurt...

-I don't wanna hurt him .
-(CAT WH I N ES)

And you don't want to accept

our more than reasonable offer

for your piece
of property here.

But I promise you ...

you're gonna.

DAISY: Okay, I'll sign.

MAN : Ah.

Common sense prevails.

(CAT M EOWI NG)

I 'II be back
with the papers...

-tonight.
-DAISY: Now give him back.

-(ROCK MUSIC PLAYI NG)
-(CAT SCREECH ES)

Mr. Treats!

-(BELL D I NGS)
-CYCLIST: Watch it. Whoa!

(CAR HONKI NG)

DRIVER: Get out
of the fucking road!

-(TI RES SCREECH )
-(PEOPLE ExCLAI MI NG)

DRIVER: What the fuck
are you doing?

CYCLIST:
My bike's fucking ruined!

PASSERBY: That motherfucker
saved a cat!

(LAUGH I NG)

BEGGAR: The wages of sin
is $ 12 an hour.

Are you in the.. .
Are you in the yellow zone?

Seems like a yellow.
It's not red , is it?

I'm not ten.

Stop with the zones.

Can you do your tapping?

(STUTTERS) I'm doing

-my tapping right now.
-Okay, okay.

What does this
look like to you?

You seem flooded.

Why didn't you do anything?

You just stood there
while those khaki creeps

pushed Daisy around.

Do what?

Anything.

Oh , Wade.

Sometimes it's...

it's better to do nothing.

You know, you'll see that
when you're older.

So you're all set
for your big dance piece?

It's not a dance, okay?

It's a property movement piece.

Right, property movement piece.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

No, no, no, no.
It's a very specific thing.

(BASS-BOOSTED
H I P-HOP MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Well, you're gonna crush it.
I know that.

Pertorming's
in your blood , man.

Your mom would be so proud.

-(AI R BRAKE H ISSI NG)
-(BELL D I NGS)

Yeah.

(BUS DOOR CLOSES)

(SOFTLY) Yeah.

(G ENTLE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(ALARM BLARES)

WOMAN OVER PA:
The BTH cmploycc cafctcLia...

-(SOUAWKI NG)
-... will hc closcd

until fuLthcL noticc

duc to thc ongoing
cloggcd toilct issuc. Janct.

(FORKLI FT BEEPI NG)

-(ExPLOSION )
-(MAN 1 SCREAMS)

I can't see!

MAN 2: Need some help
over here.

-(ALARM BLARI NG)
-(MAN 1 SCREAMS) Oh , God!

Somebody, help!

FI REMAN 1 : H ut, hut, hut, hut.

(MAN 1 SHOUTI NG I N DI STI NCTLY,
SCREAMI NG)

FI REMAN 2 : Hut, hut, hut.

COLLECTOR: Next.

MAN : Hey, Chris.

-CH RI S: Hey, Winston .
-(DOOR BUZZES)

COLLECTOR: Next.

(CELL PHONE RI NGI NG)

Hello?

WOMAN OVER PHON E:
ML. Goozc ?

-Yeah , that's me.
-WOMAN : Hi, I'm calling

on hchalf of
DL. Walla's mcdical pLacticc.

I'm sorry?

WOMAN : Wcll, I'm afLaid I'm
Iooking at youL tcst Lcsults.

Test results?

-COLLECTOR: Next!
-(DOOR BUZZI NG)

(FORKLI FT BEEPI NG)

(LOUD DRI LLI NG)

(DRI LLI NG STOPS)

-How's Wade?
-Good , thanks.

DR. WALLA: Keeping up with
his counseling and whatnot?

Basically, yeah.

Single parents are heroes.

Single step-parents,
double heroes.

WI NSTON : Single step-parents,

play the hand
you're dealt, yep.

MAN : U h-huh. Hang on , hang on.

So, uh, he's going out
for Share Your Gift?

Yeah. U h,
property movement piece.

DR. WALLA: Good for him.

(SMACKS LI PS)
My twins are freshmen already.

-Can you believe that?
-Wow. (CH UCKLES SOFTLY)

EIizabeth had her first period.

She's only 13.

-Congratulations.
-Goes by in a blink.

-So you wanted to see me?
-Right.

So, you came to us
with those headaches,

and we ran some tests.

Oh, is that me?

Oh , no, that's a healthy scan
so you ...

so you have some context.

(SOFTLY) Yeah.

DR. WALLA: This is you.

WI NSTON : Huh ! Oh , wow.

It's, uh. .. It's ghastly.

Yeah.

This is a very
advanced case of...

(LOUD DRI LLI NG)

(DR. WALLA
CONTI N UES I ND ISTI NCTLY)

-DR. WALLA: Frontal .
-Yeah.

-DR. WALLA: Pre-frontal .
-(LOU D DRI LLI NG CONTI NU ES)

(DR. WALLA
CONTI N UES I ND ISTI NCTLY)

...which, of course,
makes surgery impossible.

Ah , fuck me. H mm.

How long do I have?

Best case, six months, a year.

(H ESITATES)

So, a year
would be your best case.

(GASPS FAI NTLY)

(FORKLI FT BEEPI NG)

(OBJ ECTS CLATTERI NG)

MAN : Oh , you fucked up
real good this time.

There is a drug treatment
available for this.

It's, uh, very new
and wildly expensive,

but your insurance
will probably cover it.

Oh , fuck me. Why didn't you
tell me that first?

I should have.

WI NSTON : Speak to an agent.

AUTOMATED VOICE OVER PHONE:
Got it.

If you aLc a pLovidcL,
pLcss onc.

WI NSTON : No, no.
Speak to an agent.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Okay.

If you aLc a paticnt,
pLcss two.

WI NSTON : Speak to an agent!
AUTOMATED VOICE: Got it.

If you aLc a pLovidcL,
pLcss onc.

-WI NSTON : Speak to an age.. .
-(LI NE BEEPS)

AGENT: Hi, ML. Goozc.

(SN I FFLES) H i.

AGENT: Okay, I scc
you 'Lc on thc PIatin um PIan

with you I BTH
cmploycc covcLagc.

Yes. H mm.

U h , that is me.

-PIatinum .
-AGENT: Ycs.

Which cxcludcs hcncfits

-covcLcd undcL thc Gold PIan.
-What?

I. .. I am PIatinum.

AGENT:
Ycah, you havc PIatinum.

But Iikc I said,

only tLcatmcnts Iistcd on
thc pLimaLy ticL aLc covcLcd.

SccondaLy ticL tLcatmcnts
aLc covcLcd,

hut not if you didn't qualify
foL thc AdmiLal's PIan

unlcss you sclcctcd a co-ticL.

(SOBBI NG) I don't know
what that means.

What does that mean?
(SH UDDERS)

-Doesn't.. .
-AGENT: You havc PIatin um.

(SN I FFLES) Doesn't PIatinum
cover the Gold?

AGENT: Oh, hon.
I'm talking ahout ticLs.

(SN I FFLES, SOBBI NG)
I don't know what tiers are.

(JOYFUL MUSIC PLAYI NG)

GUARD 1 ON RAD IO:
PcLimctcL chcck. O contact.

GUARD 2 ON RADI O: Copy.
Bonnct, clcaL.

GUARD 1 : All tcams,
aLmoL-picLcing mags.

GUARD 3: Hcll ycah.

BOB: Take dictation , my dear.

A Ietter to the editor.
(CLEARS TH ROAT)

Dear fuckhead , in spite
of your dishonest newspaper's

alarmist predictions,
BTH is not on its way out.

My ideas have not run dry,

and my clothes are
most certainly not invisible,

whatever the hell that meant.

My haters have always
resorted to Iies.

I took money from gangsters.

My factory is a super-polluter

because they can't accept...

-(SIGHS)
-.. .all I'm really guilty of

is wanting to help people.

But you can't create

a world-changing
health-style empire

without dealing with clowns
like you.

Hang on , let me see. Um ...

I will innovate again...

Get that out of my sight,
you fucking donkey!

BOB: Yeah , I'm. .. I'm like
syphilis, uh , Sisyphus,

pushing his big rocks
up the hill,

and those rocks are...

perfection.

-(MACH I NE BEEPS)
-(SI GHS) That's brilliant.

BIoody brilliant!

-(MACH I NE CLICKI NG)
-BOB: Oh, goddamn this thing.

Piece of shit.

It's... No, sorry, Robert,
you just press the...

-I did. I read the manual.
-(MACH I N E WH I RRI NG)

Oh , I looked at the picture.

-The red button next to mode.
-Right, I'm pushing...

-I'm pressing that.
-Where it says "Finish ."

-(MACH I NE CH I M ES)
-Okay. There it is.

(SIGHS) Well done, Robert.

-Where is Fritz?
-(DOOR OPENS)

-FRITZ: Here, Robert.
-(WOMAN SIGHS)

-(I NTENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)
-(CROWS CAWI NG)

-(FRITZ COUGHS)
-WOMAN : He's coming, Robert.

He just takes
that little bit longer.

Thank you , Kissy.

Okay. U h, not that
I'm complaining necessarily.

I mean , maybe I am a little,

but it didn't exactly...

look like an accident, did it?

I mean, a harpoon? (LAUGHS)

They had to improvise.

Like jazz. Fair enough.

(SLURPI NG)

And the traitor?

FRITZ: No.

(BOB ExHALES)

Well , maybe,
Mr. Head of Security,

hiring the rock group
you manage to handle wet works

was not the best
operational decision.

-They're not rock.
-What?

-Monster core.
-What? What?

Crazy and dangerous.

-He's just mumbling .
-Ugh.

That's all he can do.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(BOB SIG HS)

And this viper, this betrayer,

what does she do, huh?

She sticks a knife

-into all of Body Talk's back.
-KISSY: Right.

Body Talk's backs. Backs.

-Our collective back.
-BOB: What?

KISSY: Back.
BOB: Our collective back.

Just when I'm up to my chin
in fucking IOUs

from that
bald mobster downtown...

I mean , do you realize
what's at stake here?

(SHOUTI NG) Everything!

I understand.

Ruthless execution.

Do I make myself clear?

As a window.

Then why am I still Iooking
at your fucked up puss?

(SOFTLY) Uh ...

Right.

-(THE KI LLER NUTZ SI NGI NG)
-(FRITZ COUGHS)

BU DD : Hey.

-Hey!
-(BAND STOPS PLAYI NG)

(EOU I PM ENT CLATTERI NG)

(I N HALI NG)

(ExHALI NG) Koo-koo-koo.

(SHOCK ROCK MUSIC PLAYI NG)

BU DD : Whoo-hoo-hoo! Come on!

(BUDD HOWLI NG)

-(LAUGH I NG MAN IACALLY)
-ZOD IAC 3000: AImost.

BUDD : (I N SI NG-SONG VOI CE)
Where is she?

MAN : Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What the fuck?

BU DD: (SCREAMI NG)
Where the fuck is she?

-Fuck! Fuck!
-(MEN SHOUTI NG I ND ISTI NCTLY)

Fuck!

Fuck!

Yo, let's try the next place.

H it it, we're gonna
find that bitch.

ZODIAC 3000: Yes! Nailed it!

(SUSPENSEFU I MUSIC PLAYI NG)

MAN : There you are.

Hey, do you know
the fucking Killer N utz?

'Cause they were just here,

and they beat the shit
out of me Iooking for you.

Now, when I let you
stay here off the Iease,

I said ,
"No weird vigilante stuff."

And I feel like
I really emphasized that part.

J.J. : They won't be back.

MAN : Hey.

Hey!

-J .J .?
-Neither will I.

And what the fuck
did you do to my floor, man?

(MY HECK, MY BACK (LICK IT)
BY KH IA PLAYI NG)

(SPECTATORS CLAPPI NG
AN D CH EERI NG)

-Damn .
-(I N D ISTI NCT CONVERSATION )

-(DANCERS ExCLAI M I NG)
-DANCER 1 : Fuck, yeah!

-DANCER 2 : Yo, babe. Yeah .
-(SONG FADES)

-That was awesome.
-(HYPERVENTI LATI NG)

ANNOU NCER OVER M I C: Hcxt up...

(GASPS SOFTLY)

That's you.

(ExHALES)

H ECKLER 1 : (LOUDLY) You suck!

(I N HALES)

-H ECKLER 2 : Duck!
-(H ESITATES)

(PEN CLI CKS LOU DLY)

(HERE COME TH E TEARS
BY JUDAS PRI EST PLAYI NG)

(CH I M I NG)

(SIGHS)

(TRUMPET TOOTS)

-(DOOR OPENS)
-Hey, hey! Uh , yeah, yeah.

Hey, Daisy, hey.

Hey, bud.

-You okay?
-(DOOR CLOSES)

Saw my man coming home,

thought he looked
kind of low so...

Thanks, Daisy.

Hey, sorry I couldn't
help earlier.

You got Mr. Treats.

(SCOFFS)

(TRAI N HORN BLARI NG)

So, how did it go?

You know, you probably
don't remember this

'cause she stopped
playing shows

when you were real little,
but your mom

was an absolute killer
on stage.

Oh , man, bloodbath every time.

Thing is, she couldn't
even play that good.

It was like...

(M I M ICKI NG GU ITAR STRUMM I NG)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
But... (ExHALES)

It was just the attitude.

You know, her presentation.

(TRAI N HORN BLARI NG)

(CH UCKLES, GROWLS)

One second ,
Wade, you're gonna love this!

Jackpot!

-(U PBEAT POP SONG PLAYI NG)
-WI NSTON : Oh, yeah!

-Come on, Wade. Come here!
-(FU RN ITU RE CLATTERI NG)

Wade! Oh , my God!

There are so many people
waiting for you!

(SONG CONTI N UES PLAYI NG)

(ExCLAI MS)

WADE: Winston , no.

-(OBJECTS CLANGI NG)
-WI NSTON : Whoa. Whoa, again.

WADE: Put the chair down,
please.

Oh , you don't think
I know about dance?

Property movement pieces.

Here, Iearn this shit.

(GRUNTI NG)

(WI NSTON GROANS)

Oh, my back.

Okay, but you get the point.

Like, go throw roses,

and it's like
thunderous applause, and...

It's gonna be fantastic.

(GRU NTS)

What's that?

(SONG STOPS)

I can show you
the backspin too.

But, uh , maybe Iater.

You're such a good kid.

You're gonna be okay.

(HALL OF THE MOUHTAIH KIHG
BY SAVATAGE PLAYI NG)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SI REN WAI LI NG)

WOMAN 1 : Hey.
I'll dance with you, baby.

WOMAN 2 : N ice tutu.

(SONG EN DS)

Well, there's always some
flux at our Ievel.

Right, we're all
about the flux.

BT is this township's
heart's blood.

And you are BT, but.. .
(CH UCKLI NG) we're concerned.

I think when we announce
our next innovation ,

you will see
our intertwined fortunes

very much in ascension.

Could you give us a preview?

Well, of course, uh,
it's too soon

to go into any
of the particulars, really,

-but I think... (STUTTERS)
-Mayor Togar,

I don't know
if you're familiar

with the term "game changer"?

No, I'm not.

-But holy shit.
-(TENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

KISSY: Yes,
this new product is going to

actually change,
well , the game.

Okay. Look, I don't appreciate
being buttonholed like this.

(SN ICKERS)

Worried about being seen with
disreputable underworld types?

So, what do you want?

For you to be reminded ...

who bought your seat

at the big boy table
over there.

Who bankrolled you
and your fuckheaded company.

Thad.

You know I'm grateful.

Don't tell me that shit.
Show me.

All right, you know,
there's always some flux...

(SHOUTI NG) Fuck flux!
Think of something! You owe!

(I N NORMAL VOICE) People ain't
buying your snake oil anymore?

Too many tumors
and bloody stools?

I don't give a shit, bozo.

'Cause you owe.

And it'll be nothing for me

to fuck you
and everyone you love

in the most sandy

-and unnatural ways.
-Whoa. Now...

Nobody calls me bozo anymore.

You're reminded.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Business builder.

-Man of impeccable style.
-(AU DI ENCE APPLAUD I NG)

The Citizen Shepherd Award.

(ALL CH EERI NG)

AU DI ENCE AN D GARBI NGER:
(CHANTI NG) Bob! Bob! Bob!

Bob! Bob! Bob!

Bob! Bob! Bob!

Bob! Bob! Bob!

Bob! Bob! Bob!

Bob! Bob! Bob!

The whole idea
of an award , it's...

it's just not why we do
what we do, right?

But as a focal tool ,
it is useful.

-Excuse me?
-Fear for my life.

Cool. It's cool, it's cool.

You gotta chill
with that firearm shit.

KI SSY: It's not that kind
of evening. (CH UCKLES)

Yes, sir.

Sorry. Sorry, sorry.

I'm really sorry
to interrupt you

on your special night

-with all your pretty friends.
-KISSY: Wait, what?

Um , but my name
is Winston Gooze,

and I have been
working for you for 13 years,

and I think I do
a pretty good job.

My reviews are exceeds, meets,
and meets exceeds.

You know, so... (HESITATES)

The point is, I'm sick, sir.

And BT insurance won't help.

Oh , man ,
I'm sorry to hear that.

I mean ,
our plans are pretty robust,

but what can I do for you?

I don't know. I thought you'd
maybe just talk to your people

and, on my behalf
and I wouldn't ask but...

(I N HALES SHAKI LY)

I've got a kid.

And he already lost his mom.

Can I just ask you
a little uestion?

What is it you.. .
you do for us?

Hygiene services.

Mop shop, what what.

-(SCOFFS) Mop shop.
-(MOCKI NGLY) What what.

-WI NSTON : Yeah .
-I think I got

-a responsibility, don't I?
-KISSY: Right. Yeah.

BOB: Don't worry.

We're gonna
sort this out, my man.

(STUTTERS)

I don't know what to say.

My assistant, Miss Sturnevan ,

she'll just get
some details from you, okay?

-Associate.
-Whoa.

KI SSY: Shall we?

This way, and I 'II just.. .
We'll chat some things?

-Oh, God, I'm so sorry. Yeah .
-(KI SSY CH UCKLES)

Thank you. You rule.

Yeah , I guess I kind of do.

-Oh, this way, Mr. Gooze.
-Oh , okay.

I 'II be back shortly
with your vouchers.

-And the Bellini .
-Oh, you betcha.

Oh , shit. Shit.

Miss Sturnevan. Hello?

-BOB: Ah, there you are.
-(KNOCKI NG AT DOOR)

BOB: Is he gone?
The world's saddest janitor.

KISSY: I mean, the brass neck
on that one. (CHUCKLES)

BOB: Listen,
fire him , rehire him ,

and fire him again.

Jesus Christ.
(LAUG H I NG) Mop shop.

(KISSY AN D BOB LAUG H I NG)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYI NG)

-WI NSTON : Open.
-(BELL RI NGI NG)

(SUSPENSEFU I MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(PLAYI NG PAN FLUTE)

(CELL PHONE BEEPI NG)

-(CELL PHON E CH I M ES)
-Summon the N utz.

AUTOMATED VOICE OVER PHONE:
Okay. Summoning thc Hutz.

(SUSPENSEFU I MUSIC CONTI NU ES)

(LIOU I D BUBBLI NG)

(TOxl C H ISSI NG)

J .J. : Get the sample.
Get the fuck out.

Get the sample.
Get the fuck out.

Okay, okay, okay.

Come on.

Okay, come on, now.

(KNOCKI NG ON DOOR)

WI NSTON : Trash run.

(DOOR U NLOCKS)

What's with the rubber mask?

This is a fucking robbery!

Sorry, man.

I don't want
to fucking hear it.

I thought you were
one of the good guys.

Robbing me with a fucking mop!

Shame on you, Winston.

Shame on you.

I'll send someone
to untie you, Chris!

It's not your fault.

(J .J. SI GHS) Okay.

Easy, easy.

-(ENG I N E ROARS, TI RES SCREECH )
-(GASPS)

-(SHOCK ROCK MUSIC PLAYI NG)
-(BU DD LAUGH I NG MAN IACALLY)

(I NTENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(BOTH GRU NT)

(GASPS)

Oh, my fucking God.

(VEH ICLE BEEPI NG, APPROACH I NG)

(I NTENSE MUSIC CONTI NU ES)

(ENGI N E ACCELERATI NG,
TI RES SCREECH )

-(BU DD LAUGH I NG MAN IACALLY)
-(I ND ISTI NCT SHOUTI NG)

Come on.

(BUDD HOWLI NG)

-My man, hold up.

Just want to talk.
-(BREATH TREMBLI NG)

(BROOM CLATTERS)

(BUDD CH UCKLES, HOWLS)

WI NSTON : Hey, I know you guys.
What are you doing here?

That's crazy. Big fan ...

-(GU NSHOT)
-(LAUGH I NG MAN IACALLY)

Who is that?

Yeah.

What the fuck, you guys?

This! This is the one
we're after.

Hey, you said... Eh ,
you said ruthless execution.

Just... All right, fuck.

Just clean it up,
you fucking ding-a-Iings.

(GROWLS)

-(DRAMATI C MUSIC PLAYI NG)
-(GASPS)

(GASPS)

(ROARS)

(MYSTERI OUS EERI E
MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(HOWLI NG I N DI STANCE)

(SCREAM I NG)

(OVERLAPPI NG VOI CES)

(CONTI NU ES SCREAM I NG)

Stop!

It hurts!

(SOU ELCH I NG)

(MYSTERI OUS EERI E
MUSIC CONTI N UES)

Help me!

(DI STORTED) Help me!

(MUSIC I NTENSI F I ES)

(MUSIC ENDS)

(WI NSTON GROAN I NG)

(SPITS, GRUNTS)

(BREATH TREMBLI NG)

(BI RD CH ITTERI NG)

(GASPS)

(SCREECH I NG)

(SCREAM I NG)

-(CONTI N UES SCREECH I NG)
-(CONTI NU ES SCREAM I NG)

(SCREAM ECHOI NG)

(SCREAM FADES)

(SUSPENSEFU I MUSIC PLAYI NG)

SPENCE: Hey, how's Mr. Feets?

DAI SY: Mr. Treats is fine.

SPENCE: All this traffic,
you gotta be careful.

A lot of cats
getting hit out here.

DAISY: (CH UCKLES SN I DELY)
You're very subtle.

SPENCE: Oh , yeah?

DAISY: As a hammer.
SPENCE: Why, thank you.

(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

(FLESH SOU ELCH I NG)

Hey, I've enjoyed working
with you on this transaction.

DAISY: Asshole.

Excuse me?

(SPOOKY MUSIC PLAYI NG)

WADE: Hey, Winston.

(UPBEAT SONG
PLAYI NG OVER SPEAKER)

(STUTTERI NG) I keep calling
and you won't pick up.

So, um , you know,
if you could. .. (SI GHS)

Please just pick up
and. .. or call. Um ...

Oh , I'm just getting
really, really worried.

(ExHALI NG) Okay, bye.

(SIGHS)

(U PBEAT SONG CONTI NU ES)

Hey, buddy.

-Whoa!
-(GROANS)

-(TH UDS)
-(CAR ALARM BLARI NG)

The fuck?

(GROAN I NG , GASPI NG)

What the fuck
did you do to my sled?

WI NSTON : Jeez!

(ALARM STOPS)

Oh , shit, man.

I apologize.

-(GROANS)
-(PEOPLE SCREAM I NG)

MAN 1 : Hey,
shut up down there!

-(GROANS)
-MAN 2 : Someone call 911.

The fuck?

MAN 3: Did that guy
just shoot someone?

I just said I was sorry.

(YELLI NG)

-(GRU NTS)
-(SCREAM I NG I N PAI N )

SPENCE: Oh, is that my arm?

WOMAN : It's a demon .
MAN 4: It's a fiend.

MAN 5: Those are
the same things!

(ALL CLAMORI NG)

MAN 4: We gotta
kill that vampire.

Call my dad.

Call my dad.

-(SI REN WAI LI NG)
-WOMAN 1 : It ate a baby!

WOMAN 2 : It had a tail.

Yep. Sounds like angel dust.

-(CAR HON KS)
-MAN 1 : Y'all doing a mob?

MAN 2: (WHOOPS)
We're doing a mob.

PEOPLE: (CHANTI NG)
Mob, mob, mob!

Okay, fuck it. It's a mob.

PEOPLE: (CHANTI NG)
Mob, mob. mob!

MAN 1 : Yee-haw!

-(GUN FI RES, RICOCH ETS)
-(I ND ISTI NCT SHOUTI NG)

MAN 2 : That's how
perverts run!

H unched over and bow-Iegged!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(GRUNTI NG, PANTI NG)

MAN 1 : Let's fuck him up!

WOMAN 1 : You all go that way!

-Cut him off!
-(GASPS)

WOMAN 2 : He's in that meadow!

We're coming for you!

MAN 2: I think I saw something
in them trees.

(PANTI NG)

-Oh, God.
-(KLAxON BLARES)

WOMAN : You better
run and hide.

-MAN 1 : Keep searching.
-(ExHALES)

(AI RPLAN E ENG I N E ROARS)

MAN 2 : What's that over there?

(I ND ISTI NCT SHOUTI NG
CONTI N U ES)

(PANTI NG)

(GROANS)

(BI RDS CH I RPI NG)

(SUSPENSEFU I MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(GROAN I NG)

There he is.

Thought you'd want
a breakfast.

I found you in
Yonder Spooky Woods.

My God.

What's the issue, fella?

I , uh...

I'm ...

I'm dying.

Doctor says
I've got maybe a year.

Dying. (LAUGHS)

Dying, he says.

Well , why didn't you
say something before?

Make way for the big parade.

We got ticker tape
and there's confetti.

Oh , and look, here comes
the big brass marching band.

(M I MI CKI NG MARCH I NG BAN D)

And great big, sexy,
long-Iegged women ,

high-kicking Iadies.

And then
there's a little train.

There's a miniature train ,
and you can ride it in circles

and eat cotton candy

until your fucking heart
bursts with joy

because, hey, folks.. .
(SHOUTS) he is dying!

Yeah?

Yeah , well , big whoop!

"A year. "

Great. Big ol'
can-suck-it's-own-dick whoop!

(GROANS. SMACKS LI PS)

(I N NORMAL VOICE)
Guthrie Stockins.

Uh , Winston.

What I meant to say
is we're all. .. dying.

You know, this place
used to be a preserve.

And now,
the Nervous Red Warbler

is basically extinct.

So you see,

you dying,

it just ain't nothing special.

Well, that doesn't
make me feel any better.

Well , it's never too late.

Yeah , well, look at me.

I used to be a fancy doctor.

Yeah. Big salary, house.
You know, important, right?

Next thing I know,

Mr. Policeman's
holding me down ,

saying that I , uh , bit somebody
in a budget meeting.

But look how things turned out.

See?

You never know which way
the worm is gonna turn.

So the uestion is,

what you gonna do
in the meantime?

What do you want?

I want my boy.

But he thinks I'm a monster.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

You're not a monster.

Show him your good heart.

(CAPTIVATI NG MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Is that yours?

Found this washed up
in Yonder Funky Lagoon.

This is a formidable item.

Do you know how to use it?

Like, for mopping?

(MU F FLED WHOOSH I NG)

-(MUSI C STOPS)
-(GRU NTS)

-Mmm.. .
-Wait a minute. (GROAN I NG)

That's it. There we go.

(CAPTIVATI NG MUSIC PLAYI NG)

GUTHRI E: Just remember.

Those given much will of them
have much demanded.

-Yeah , got it. Got it.
-Generally speaking...

Um , with great power
and whatnot.

WI NSTON : Oh, got it, got it.

GUTHRI E: Good I uck, Winston.

He's an ugly
son of a bitch though.

-WI NSTON : Yeah !
-(MUSI C STOPS)

MAN ON TV: Uh, saw hlood.

Handsomc fclla had his aLm
toLc off Iikc wct hLcad,

and thc cLcatuLc
Lun off into thc night.

An atmosphcLc of cLccping tcLLoL

hangs ovcL thc city,
and thcLc aLc still no Icads

as to thc idcntity
of thc Lampaging maniac.

CJ DOONS: Uh, allcgcd maniac.

Anyonc who may havc
cncountcLcd thc stLangc hcast

should call this numhcL.

Can wc put that up,
plcasc, TcLLy?

RI CK: What aLc wc
dcaling with hcLc ?

MS- 13? Bio-warfaLc ?

The oft-pLcdictcd upLising

of ouL woodland
Sasquatch cousins?

-(PHON E BEEPI NG)
-At this point,

it's impossihlc to say.

-(LI N E RI NG I NG)
-CJ DOONS: WhatcvcL it is...

MAN OVER PHON E: Hcllo.
PcLvcLt tip Iinc.

-PIcasc hold.
-(HOLD MUSI C PLAYI NG)

CJ DOONS ON TV: Jumping in
with somc hLcaking ncws.

Wc havc confiLmcd LcpoLts

that a gLoup of aLmcd
political cxtLcmists

calling thcmsclvcs
The Hasty Lads...

Good LoLd, y'all.
Thcy'vc takcn hostagcs

at a Miss Mcat
Iunch-a-toLium downtown.

-FoLmcLIy MistcL Mcat.
-(SI REN WAI LI NG)

Lct's go Iivc.

(SI REN BLARES)

OFF ICER 1 ON RADI O:
Suspccts insidc.

Wc havc injuLcd
unknown numhcL of taLgcts.

OFF ICER 2 ON RADI O:
Ycah, wc'Lc sct up out fLont.

Wc 'Lc still waiting on SWAT.

OFF ICER 1 :
Thcsc guys aLc Lcal psychos.

God hclp us.

(I ND ISTI NCT RADI O CHATTER)

Wc aLc The Hasty Lads.

Wc aLc angLy.

You will hcaL ouL gLicvanccs.

Youse guys don't move
a fucking muscle.

Take us seriously.

(GI RL SCREAMS)

WOMAN : There's a boy in here.

MAN : He's wearing a helmet.

BOY: My mom made me wear it.

-(BYSTAN DERS MURMU RI NG)
-(M EGAPHON E FEEDBACK)

OuL oncc gLcat WcstcLn socicty

has hccn cnfcchlcd
hy cstLogcnic thin king

and moLal tuLpitudc.

What the fuck
is that supposed to mean?

NASTY LADS LEADER: Ho IongcL!

Today, wc givc noticc.

Today, wc Lisc.

Ycah, fcllas,
I undcLstand you 'Lc angLy,

hut what's youL issuc
with this cstahlishmcnt?

The changc of mascot

symholizcs thc intcllcctual
dishoncsty wc ahhoL.

It's always hccn MistcL Mcat.

(M EGAPHON E FEEDBACK)

Ycah, suLc, hut it's still
thc samc gLcat gLuh, Light?

-(GUN FI RI NG)
-(PEOPLE SCREAM I NG)

I need SWAT right now!

WOMAN : My boy's in there.

OFF ICER: Ma'am , please,
stay back.

WOMAN : My son's in there.

Somebody.. .
Somebody do something!

NASTY LADS LEADER:
GLicvancc onc. PLogLcssivc fascism.

GLicvancc two.
Anti-Anglo mcdia tyLanny.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Th Lcc. The GIohal
EmasculatoLy Agcnda!

FouL. GLoupthink pLivacy.

Fivc.
WcstcLn AI pha Scapcgoating.

(M EGAPHONE F EEDBACK ON TV)

Six. Scicncc.

Scvcn...

NASTY LAD: Are you triggered?

I can't see what you're doing.

Are you triggered?

NASTY LADS LEADER: Eight...
WOMAN : Shitheads, I'm blind.

"Shitheads"?

(I ND ISTI NCT RADI O CHATTER)

OFF ICER ON RADI O:
What's happcning?

Talk to mc, what's happcning?

"Shitheads"?

Maybe I'll just show you
who's a shitheads.

What do you think, boys?

I never cornholed...

(GROANS)

-WOMAN : Don't antagonize him!
-(GUN COCKI NG)

You fucked up this time.

-(DOOR TH U DD I NG)
-(HOSTAGES ExCLAI M)

(GROWLI NG)

Who the fuck are you?

-(TOxl E LAUGHS)
-(ELECTRI FYI NG MUSIC PLAYI NG)

TOxl E: Nobody special.

Just some dude.. .
(LOU DLY) with a mop!

-(MOP CLANGS)
-(HOSTAGES SCREAM)

-(SCREAMS)
-Yeah.

TOxl E: Come here, you !
And your stupid

-fucking antlers!
-WOMAN 1 : Oh, my God.

-TOxl E: You too, dummy.
-(NASTY LAD 1 SCREAMS)

-WOMAN 2 : Oh , God .
-(GUN FI RI NG)

-TOxl E: Give me your Iunch.
-(ALL SCREAM I NG)

(NASTY LAD 2 GROANS)

(BYSTAN DERS ExCLAI M I NG)

(GUN FI RI NG)

-(PEOPLE SCREAM I NG)
-Show me your hands!

Dingus! Damn it!
What the hell are you doing?

HOSTAGE 1 :
Oh , my God , is that man dead?

HOSTAGE 2 :
Yeah , that's his head.

HOSTAG E 1 : Oh , God!

HOSTAGE 3: What happened
to that guy? (LAUGHS SOFTLY)

He looks like
a fucked-up hot dog.

Oh, God,
he's putting it back in.

-Oh , fuck, he's putting it in.
-(WOM EN SCREAMI NG)

CJ DOONS ON TV:
Standhy. Um, okay.

Wc 'Lc sccing movcmcnt hcLc.

Pcoplc aLc coming outsidc.

It's not clcaL
what's happcning just yct.

Hey, get over there
and give him a hand.

Officer, get over there
and help these people.

-(WOMAN GASPS)
-BYSTAN DERS: Aw!

WOMAN : What the hell is that?

-Whoa!
-(PEOPLE SCREAM I NG)

No! No!

This little dude saved us.

He's a hero.

He's a hero.

(H EROI C MUSIC PLAYI NG)

-(ExCLAI MS)
-What's your name, sir?

I 'd rather not say.

REPORTER: ALc you affiliatcd
with BTH?

Ho, no commcnt.

REPORTER: How docs it fccl
to hc considcLcd a hcLo?

Somctimcs...

you know, somc...

Somctimcs you gotta
do somcthing.

(APPLAUSE ON TV)

Winston?

(ALL ExCLAI M I NG, CH EERI NG)

(TRI UMPHANT MUSI C PLAYI NG)

MAN 1 : Right here.

MAN 2: A good-Iooking hero!

(ALL ExCLAI M I NG) Yeah!

Yes!

(ON TV)
You gotta do somcthing.

CJ DOONS:
If you 'Lc just join ing us. ..

I'm soLLy.
I'm just chokcd up hcLc.

Um, it appcaLs that
thc hostagcs

-aLc all safc.
-(STRAI N I NG) That's him.

-CJ DOONS: OL mostly safc...
-Him?

-.. .Hut thcy'Lc okay.
-THAD : That's him?

(LI N E RI NG I NG)

Oh , we got the crazy bastard.

He's headed south on Torgl.

(OVER PHON E) Fan out.

I want him dcad oL alivc.

(GUN COCKI NG)

Actually, wait.
You still there?

HENCH MAN :
Ycah, dudc, ycah. Still hcLc.

-Just dead .
-HENCHMAN : Just dcad?

Yeah.

(ELECTRI FYI NG MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(H ISSI NG)

(MUSIC FAD ES)

BOB: When I ask you
to handle things,

my beloved baby brother,

basis of my assumption is that
you will not then decide...

(SHOUTS)
to fuck the entire goat!

See what you did?

I did what you asked.

How dare you sass him,
little runt?

-And you !
-Me?

You had one of the anarchists
right in your hand ,

-and you lost him .
-No, no.

I did not let him go.

I took him for a little Bellini.

We had a stroll ...

The betrayer and the janitor
are obviously in cahoots,

making mayhem against us,
and if that weren't enough,

now some mighty freak

puts us right in the spotlight.

(SO FTLY) So mighty.

KISSY: U h, you always say,

"Any attention
is good attention"?

You missed the point.

The janitor and the freak
are one and the same.

-(SOFTLY) Fuck!
-BOB: And somehow,

because of what you did ,

we made it so.

(WH ISPERS) An evolution.

(FRITZ ExCLAI MS)

BOB: I want all of my geeks
working on this.

But first, how...

-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLI NG)
-(BEEPI NG)

(POWERI NG DOWN )

(SIGHS).. .did this happen?

-(BEEPI NG)
-BOB: Whoop.

SAWSER: Our factory
waste materials

are normally uite toxic,

but in combination with an
extremely rare genetic marker,

it could trigger
a powerful mutation.

(D IGITAL BEEPI NG)

Which result
in muscle accretion ,

hyper-cellular augmentation
and , uh...

-U m.. .
-(STUTTERS) Spit it out.

Girthening.

KUPP: Yes.

Notable girthening.

BOB: You're gonna save my ass,
aren't you , janitor?

Time is short.

Can you recreate the mutation?

We need the freak,
but there's a risk

-of dangerous infection.. .
-Get it started.

Find him, bring him here.

U h...

He has a child.

CJ DOONS ON TV:
But whcLc docs hc comc fLom ?

And what docs hc want?

And what is
thc BTH con ncction?

Excusc mc, thc Toxic AvcngcL?

That's what thc kids
aLc calling him.

I think it's swcll.

RICK: Is "him "
thc pLcfcLLcd pLonoun ?

-CJ DOONS: Rcal classy, Rick.
-(TV SWITCH ES OFF)

-(KNOCKI NG AT DOOR)
-(GASPS)

(POUN DI NG AT DOOR)

(SUSPENSEFU I MUSIC PLAYI NG)

U h, help you?

I'll tell you what went down.

So that's what went down.

So are you like a.. .
a detective or a spy?

No, I'm just angry.

I'm trying to expose
these jackals.

Your dad's the key.

WADE: Stepdad.

I grew up by the river.

You could see BT factory
from my yard.

I never bought into the whole
bio booster bullshit.

But my mom was a disciple.

Bob Garbinger was the
Second Coming, far as she cared.

She bought everything
they put out.

Then came the stomach aches.

And by the time
she could get the surgery,

shit they took out of her
was the size of a baseball.

She was gone in a year.

Whole time thinking
her cranial stims

and positive freuency Iamps
would save her.

And that's the shit,
now we know,

that killed her
in the first place.

My sister died too.

-Cancer?
-Zamboni.

Hell of a skater.
No awareness.

It was a rough year.

Yeah. I lost my mom
like that too.

-Zamboni?
-Cancer.

Sorry about that, man.

A lot of that going around.

(SIGHS D EEPLY)

You got him mixed up
in some bad stuff.

He was already there,
running off with some money.

(LOW GROWLI NG)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH I NG)

-(GRU NTS)
-(BU DD LAUGHS)

Where are you?

-Where are you?
-(GRU NTS)

-(GLASS BREAKI NG)
-(ZODIAC 3000 GROAN I NG)

BU DD : Stop flipping.

(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

(WHOOSH I NG)

(CACKLES)

They're running.

-(CHUCKLES)
-Parkour?

No.

No parkour.

-(BEEPI NG)
-We'll track him.

(BOTH PANTI NG)

-WI NSTON : Wait!
-Whoa.

What are you doing with her?

Never mind about her.
What's wrong with you?

What's wrong with you?

U m ...

-Does it hurt?
-U h...

No, it's not bad .
It's sort of like a sunburn.

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

I didn't ask for all the doctors

and. .. and therapy and shit.

I didn't ask for you to go out
stealing to pay for it.

The money was for me.

(TRAFFI C PASSI NG)

WI NSTON : I'm sick.
It's my head.

There's medicine for it.

And I was trying to pay for it
and then, um ...

-And then , well.. .
-Are you ...

Are you. .. are you gonna die?

(WI NSTON SI GH I NG DEEPLY)

And you didn't tell me?

Just like Mom.

And I'm not gonna have anyone.

-No, no, wait. I'm your dad.
-No, you're not.

We need to get inside.

You never even got married!

I promise you,

I am not going...

-(GU NSHOT)
-(GASPS)

Go!

WADE: Winston!

(GUN COCKI NG)

-(SH ELL CASES CLI N KI NG)
-(DRAMATI C MUSIC PLAYI NG)

-(GRU NTS)
-(FLESH SOU ELCH I NG)

-(ALL GASPI NG)
-What the fuck?

-(WI NSTON PANTS)
-MAN : He's getting away!

KEG-STAN D: Go around .
Cut him off!

-Go! Go! Go!
-That way! That way!

WAD E: We have to go back.

We have to help him.

J .J. : No. Too dangerous.

(FAI NT BEEPI NG)

My... My ears are ringing.

(BEEPI NG I NTENSI FI ES)

-(BEEPS I NCREASI NGLY)
-Oh.

I'm sorry.

(GU NSHOT)

-(GASPS)
-Jump scare.

(GROWLS)

There you are. (CHUCKLES)

-(GUN COCKI NG)
-There he is.

There he is.
Go, go, go, go, go, go!

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

(GROAN I NG)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(BI RDS CAWI NG)

(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

(GROANS)

(BI RDS CAWI NG)

MAN : Hey, come here.

Come here a sec.

(SHUSHES)

(MOUTH I NG) What the fuck?

(SOFTLY) What happened
to youse?

Just... just come here.

KEG-STAND : What?

(MU MBLI NG) I got something
to tell you.

What is it?

It's... it's important.

(SIGHS)

Goddamn it!

Gotcha, sucker.

-(SCREAMS)
-No, no, no!

Blake was gutted.

No, not bummed .
I mean, he was disemboweled.

I sent in Boofer
and Keg-Stand,

but I lost contact, and ...

-(TOxl E GROWLI NG)
-(GROAN I NG)

-(SOU ELCH I NG)
-TOxl E: Stay gold, asshole.

(TI RES SCREECH )

Oh, God.

Hey. Hey. Where's Wade?

-(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)
-Hey!

Oh , God ! Okay, okay, okay.

Hold on. I know a doctor.

Don't worry.

(WH I RRI NG)

(I NTENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

-(MUSI C STOPS)
-(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

Are you sure you're a doctor?

Whoever told you
I was a doctor?

You did.

Well, then ,
in my medical opinion ,

she's already dead.

God. Okay, okay.

Young. .. young Iady?

(GROANS)

-Hmm .
-(CLATTERS)

-(ExHALES)
-(WH I RRI NG)

(GROANS)

Jesus.

(STRAI N I NG)

(GROAN I NG SOFTLY)

(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

(FLESH SOU ELCH I NG)

(BUDD GRUNTS)

You've got some place to be?

Sound check, baby.

You'll make the festival.

Gotta sound tight
for the community.

Hashtag blessed .
A koo-koo-koo!

FRITZ: Just play
the fucking hits.

(BUDD GRU NTS) Whatever.

FRITZ: Hey, kid.

Don't be scared.

We just want him.

You're the one
who should be scared.

(GROWLS)

(SPEAKI NG OTH ER LANGUAGE)

(I N ENGLISH) You see
what he's up against?

Winston ...

My dad loves me
more than anything.

What would your family do

if someone tried
to take you away?

(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(TELEPHON E RI NGI NG)

(SCOFFS)

Sorry. Yes, sir.

Right away.

Hello, Thad.

Don't you "Thad" me,
you cunty jerk.

That BTH FLankcnstcin
just tomahawkcd half my gang!

So convince me not to come
over there right now

and put a Lattlcsnakc
u p you I ass.

Oh , please don't do that.

You know there are
undercover feds in town

Iooking to make hay
out of exactly

this soLt of shit show?

-Thad.. .
-THAD : AKA,

you are suicidally
fucking with my money!

-Of course, but you.. .
- THAD : You 'Lc talking now

which mcans youL wholc
opcLation gcts pLicd opcn!

And anyonc con ncctcd is a. ..

-It's handled.
- THAD : You 'Lc suLc ?

You have my word.

I hope so, bozo.

Why don't we just take it off
and start again?

(DOCTOR GROANS)

Put him in the shed.

(FRITZ CLEARS THROAT)

(ORCH ESTRAL MUSIC
CONTI NU ES PLAYI NG)

(CHUCKLES)

(GROAN I NG)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

WADE: Let go of me!
Let me go!

You can't do this!

(GROANS)

(GRU NTS)

This is a mistake.

The boy.

You're familiar
with Pandora's box?

The exotic revue?

-No
-BOB: Oh.

-A can of worms, I mean .
-BOB: H mm.

The only can
I'm interested in right now...

is can I know
that you're on my side?

Where else would I be, Robert?

BOB: H mm.

(CH ICKEN SCREECH I NG)

Hey, little fella.

(CH ICKEN SOUAWKS)

J .J. : ThcLc's a gcntlcman
down thcLc huffing jcnkcm.

Says you saved my life.

Thank you.

They took Wade to get to me.

Yeah.

WI NSTON : And they
did all this, huh?

J .J. : The night we met, I was
trying to get hard proof.

Me and my mentor.

H is name is Melvin Ferd.

He was a good reporter.

Very brave.

And they killed him
with harpoons and shit.

And if you ruin them ,
it'll make things okay.

No, we've already
killed the planet.

Ruining BTH
isn't gonna change that.

You don't... (GROANS)

You don't know that.
Things could change.

It's never too late.

Why fight if you can't win?

They're dangerous.

We'd have to go in hard.

I am very hard.

(AI R H ISSES)

(BU DD LAUGH I NG)

(TH E KI LLER NUTZ SI NGI NG
MY BABY IS AH AXE)

(LAUGH I NG)

You suck!

Boo!

(BUDD SN ICKERS)

-BU DD : Yeah , baby!
-(CROWD CH EERI NG)

Are you cunt-Iickin',
cock-suckin' motherfuckers?

MAN 1 : Yes, we are!
GI RL: No.

MAN 2 : That's right!
BU DD: All right.

I know you know the words
to this next one.

So I want you Ioud up
in this bitch!

(OVERKILL BY MOTÖRHEAD
PLAYI NG ON SPEAKERS)

(CROWD CH EERI NG)

This shit don't work.

This shit don't work.

Who the fuck
is ruining our show?

(SI NGI NG)

No!

-Toxie! It's him !
-MAN : Yo, I know this dude!

Hey, Toxie!
He saved my life! Hey!

-Don't cheer!
-(CROWD CH EERI NG)

It's my fuckin' stage!

-(MAN 2 WHOOPI NG)
-No!

-BU DD: Yeah? Okay.
-(TOxl E VOCALIZI NG)

Look out!

-(GU NSHOT)
-(PEOPLE SCREAM I NG)

BU DD: What do you got? A mop?

(BUDD GROAN I NG)

(MU FFLED SPEAKI NG)

(GAGS)

(ALL CLAMORI NG)

(SPEAKI NG OTH ER LANGUAGE)

(I N ENGLI SH)
Oh , here it comes, baby.

Yes. I am gonna flip it...

Oh, shit. Wait.
No, no, no! (SCREAMS)

(ExPLOSION )

(SCREAMS)

(ExCLAI M I NG)

-(ELECTRICAL BUZZI NG)
-(GROAN I NG)

(BOTH GRUNTI NG)

(GROANS)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(GROAN I NG)

Eat your fuckin' beard!

(GROAN I NG)

(GAGGI NG)

(TOxl E GRU NTS)

(GRUNTI NG)

Fuck you!

(BU DD MU MBLI NG) Oh, my wife...

my best partner.

GI RL: Why'd Toxie do that?

MAN 1 : What the fuck, Toxie?

MAN 2: I told you
he was a monster!

MAN 3: Who's gonna
clean up all this shit?

Listen up!

These dudes suck!

They kill people for BTH!

It's Robert Garbinger.

He's in bed with gangsters.

They all got rich
and you all got sick.

(GROAN I NG)

Weird bitch.

They are ruiners!

J .J. : Over here!

-(PANTI NG)
-(M IC DROPS)

-(H I M UN DER TH E HOOD GRU NTS)
-Where's my son?

-(GASPI NG)
-Where is my son?

Ow!

(J .J. COUGHS, GAGS)

(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

Chüdhaven.

(GAGS)

(COUG H I NG)

Chüdhaven?

-Do you know where that is?
-(GAGS) Mmm.

-Mmm-hmm .
-H I M U NDER TH E HOOD: Yeah.

Chüdhaven.

-Too much. Too much .
-TOxl E: Uh ...

(I NTENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

J .J. : This way.

Are you ready?

(WARBLI NG)

GUARD 1 ON RAD IO:
Post onc, any contact?

GUARD 2 : Hcgativc.

GUARD 1 : Copy. Stay fLosty.

(EYEBALL CLI CKS)

WI NSTON : Two guards.

-(WH ISPERS) Can we sneak in?
-I don't think so.

It's wide open.

Follow my Iead.

I have a plan.

(SUSPENSEFU I MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Hey, boys.

-(BOTH GASP, GRU NT)
-(GU NSHOTS)

(GASPS)

(WI NSTON LAUGH I NG)

Oh. That plan was insane.

No.

(SEREN E I NSTRUM ENTAL
MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(MUSIC SLOWS DOWN)

-WADE: Winston!
-(WI NSTON GASPS)

-Wade?
-Look out!

(AI R H ISSI NG)

(WI NSTON AND J .J. COUGH I NG)

(SI N ISTER MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(CHAI NS RATTLI NG)

(GRUNTI NG)

(DOOR UN LOCKI NG)

Hey, gang.

Room service.
Just getting everybody comfy.

Triple titanium chains there, buddy.

You ain't going anywhere.

You know,

I think you've learned
a pretty severe Iesson

about not stealing
from your employer.

But the fun thing is, is that

even though
you tried to rob me...

(LAUGH I NG) all of this
is gonna make me

a fucking barn Ioad of money.

-Look at those guns.
-(WI NSTON GRUNTI NG)

Get away from him , you pig.

"Pig"? Okay, you know what?

I'm not even
talking to you right now.

I'm so irritated with your,

(MOCKI NGLY) "Oh , dear.
Businessman. Bad ."

So just...

Annoying.

(SIGHS)

Wow.

Tell me, Mr. Gooze,

um , did it hurt?

You're becoming...

(SCREAMS)

Okay. Well , never mind.

I'll find out for myself.
(CLEARS TH ROAT)

I'm gonna have
the side effects boys

iron it out before we Iaunch.

-Garbinger.
-Yes?

You're gonna find out
what hurts.

(SCOF FS) No.

-I'm gonna make sure it hurts.
-BOB: No.

-(SIGHS)
-BOB: I get it.

-WI NSTON : I'm gonna make.. .
-I just said

that I was gonna find out.

So it's a hat on a hat, right?

-It's a hat on a hat.
-It is.

-I'm gonna make sure it hurts.
-No, no, no.

-The moment has passed.
-(GROANS)

-See you guys.
-WI NSTON : Fuck!

I'm sorry.

It wasn't a good line.

-(WH I RRI NG)
-(H ISSI NG)

(BLOWS)

(GROANS)

J .J. : Don't you
fucking touch him!

Winston!

-(SCREAMS)
-Winston!

(WI NSTON SCREAM I NG)

Some of the subseuences
are flawed.

-Some.
-Run it again.

-(BLOWS)
-Winston!

-(SCREAM I NG)
-Winston!

(WI NSTON SCREAM I NG)

KU PP: These elements contain

-traces of.. .
-(H ISSI NG)

...which can cause
notable brain changes.

Run it again.

The subject will not likely
survive another extraction.

Let's hope he does.

U h...

-(BLOWS)
-(WI NSTON AN D J .J. SCREAM I NG)

The mutagenics are in range.

But, uh...

CJ DOONS ON TV:
HcLc at Gonzalcs PaLk,

whcLc a fun family fcstival

tuLncd into
a hananas hlood hath

that somc attLihutc
to thc fLcaky folk hcLo

known as Toxic.

Beautiful.

THAD: I'm assuming
you heard this.

Thad.

MAN ON TV: What I hcaLd
was cLiminal allcgations

ahout BTH hcing in
with cLiminal gangstcLs

and using ouL town as thciL
own pcLsonal shit hox.

WI NSTON :
It's RohcLt GaLhingcL.

Hc's in hcd with gangstcLs.

Thcy all got Lich
and you all got sick.

Thcy aLc LuincLs!

CJ DOONS: ThcLc you havc it.

Shocking allcgations
against BTH

of oLganizcd cLimc conncctions

and hcinous
cnviLonmcntal ahuscs.

As of today,
all municipal coopcLation

with Body Talk Hcalthstylc
is suspcndcd,

pcnding a thoLough invc...

You said it was handled.

Fuck them.

(SCOF FS) We can wait them out.

You got a turd in your pocket?

Who's this "we"?

I would never tell them
anything about us. About you.

THAD: You say that
like you have any controI

-over what happens.
-But I do.

Just now, we had the
breakthrough of a millennium.

It's the ultimate bio booster.

We could. .. we could call it
Champion Sauce or God Soda.

Everybody is gonna be eating
out of my hands, just like...

-Eating out of our hands.
-THAD : H ush.

-BOB: Just like the old days.
-H ush.

(SIGHS D EEPLY)

Okay if I had a uick drink?
I'm just...

-One for the road?
-THAD : Oh , yeah.

You're gonna need it.

BOB: We had a good run , huh?

You and me.

-Stop stalling .
-(BOB SLURPI NG)

THAD: It's cheap.

(GU RGLI NG)

(BOB GRUNTI NG)

Bozo?

Nobody calls me that anymore.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(YELLI NG)

-(GRUNTI NG)
-(SCREAM I NG)

(CHOKI NG)

(GRU NTS)

(THAD GROAN I NG)

-(GROAN I NG)
-(BONES CRACKI NG)

Rob...

(GASPI NG)

(GASPS)

(KISSY BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

Robert.

(GROANS)

My love, I feel unwell.

(GROAN I NG)

KISSY: Mmm .
(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

(BOB GROAN I NG)

Take dictation , my dear.
Superiority...

KISSY:
I don't want explanations.

I want results.

H is body's rejecting the serum.

KISSY: I Iiterally said
I didn't want that.

We warned him
it wasn't perfected.

KI SSY: So fucking perfect it!

(SHOUTI NG) My God ,
you people are tedious!

(I N NORMAL VOICE)
The mess upstairs? No traces.

-The hostage?
-KISSY: No witnesses.

FRITZ: Wait. What?

KISSY: You didn't think
we were just gonna let him go?

But he's a child.

And whose sterling
fucking idea was it

to bring him here
in the first place?

Do it.

(GUN COCKI NG)

No, Colonel.

Jeff, we're not gonna do that.

KISSY:
You disloyal little gimp.

That is your brother
I'm trying to protect.

(BOB GROAN I NG)

No, it's not.

KISSY: Oh , Fritz.

(GROAN I NG)

-You fucking little shit!
-(GROAN I NG)

(KI SSY SHOUTI NG I N DI STI NCTLY,
SCREAMI NG)

No witnesses!

(ECHOES) Witnesses.

Hey.

Hey.

-Yo! Wake up!
-(GRU NTS)

They're going to kill Wade!

Wade?

Yo, yo, yo, yo!
Come on , let's go.

(GRUNTI NG)

(STRAI N I NG)

(BOTH BREATH I NG H EAVI LY)

(SI GHS) Mel would be
so pissed at me.

Pissed.

I gotta get my dick out.

(UNZI PS)

Your dick?

Please, like
you have to trust me.

I swear to God , if you're
being perverted right now...

Okay. Hey. No. No.

I promise you,

I am not a pervert.

Okay?

Okay. Watch out.
I gotta piss on my face.

Okey-doke.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(METAL H I SSI NG)

-(CHAI N CLATTERI NG)
-WI NSTON : Got it.

(GROAN I NG)

Holy shit.

Don't worry.

I 'II have better aim now.

No.

-(CHAI N CLATTERI NG)
-J .J. : Ugh.

Hard proof. Maybe a cure.

Great. Get that to the car.

I'll get Wade.

(TH U DD I NG)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Go.

Hey.

(BU LLETS WH IZZI NG)

(AI R H ISSI NG)

(WI NSTON GROAN I NG)

(GROAN I NG)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(SCREAM I NG)

(BOB LAUG HS WICKEDLY)

(EPIC MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(BOB GROWLI NG)

Was it worth it, janitor?

Did you get what you wanted?

I lost... (SHOUTS) everything!

(BOB LAUG HS)

We're not so different,
you and I.

I also like to scream.

-(SHOUTS) Everything!
-(SCREAMS)

(BOTH GRUNTI NG)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYI NG)

-(GROAN I NG)
-(GRUNTI NG)

(BOB GROAN I NG)

(GROAN I NG)

WI NSTON : Come here,
you mother... (GROANS)

(PANTI NG)

(GASPS)

(BOTH GRUNTI NG)

(BOB GROWLS)

(BOTH GRUNTI NG)

There's nothing
you can do to us.

(COUG H I NG)

J .J. : Get your weird ass up.

You're the fucking weird ass.

Fuck you!

You bitch.

J .J. : Bitch!

(BOTH GRUNTI NG)

(WI NSTON AN D BOB GRU NTI NG)

Robert!

(GRUNTI NG)

(WI NSTON AN D BOB GRU NTI NG)

(GROANS)

That's for my mom.

Where's Wade?

(GRUNTI NG)

(GROAN I NG)

(GRUNTI NG)

(WI NSTON SCREAM I NG)

You should have
just helped me!

But I'm a monster.

(BOB GROAN I NG)

WAD E: Dad!

WI NSTON : H uh?

(VICTORIOUS MUSI C PLAYI NG)

This way. H urry.

(GASPS)

-WADE: Please.
-Wade?

Don't kill him.

It's not who you are.

Well, I mean, uh ...

-What?
-WI NSTON : Never mind. No.

Nothing.

Nothing. Nothing.

U h, you mean the... (STUTTERS)
With the guy with the...

Yeah , that guy.

WAD E: Well , that was just
self-defense.

Yes, it was.

(COCK CROWI NG)

You... You haven't killed
anyone else, have you?

(BLOWS RASPBERRY)

See, when you say, uh ,
"self-defense"...

BOB: (SCREAM I NG)
Three, two, one!

(BOB GROAN I NG)

Ignition.

What a good fucking line.

(BOB GROAN I NG)

(SPAN I SH SONG PLAYI NG)

(NOTE ExTENDS)

-(SONG EN DS)
-(APPLAUSE)

(HOPEFUL MUSIC PLAYI NG)

You called me Dad.

I know.

(SIGHS)

I love you. .. (GROAN I NG)

(GROANS)

WAD E: No! Dad!

(BREATH I NG H EAVI LY) Stop!

Enough!

It's never enough!

-(WAD E ExCLAI MS)
-Hey! Over here.

(I NTENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(GROAN I NG)

-(SCREAMS)
-(GROANS)

(MACH I N E BEEPI NG)

(TH E GOOD TH I H GS
BY TH E WHOOPSI E DEWS PLAYI NG)

(BREATH I NG SHAKI LY)

AGENT WEATH ERWAx:
Oh , good. You're up.

Your son's gone
to the snack machine.

Neat kid.

-(REPORTER SPEAKI NG ON TV)
-(SNAPS FI NGERS) Turn that up.

-(TV VOLU M E I NCREASES)
-.. .IaLgc scalc coLLuption

in thc wakc
of thc BTH data dump.

A fcdcLal task foLcc
has Lcvcalcd

a massivc conspiLacy of fLaud,

hLihcLy, toxic dumping,
and cvcn muLdcL foL hiLc

involving city officials,

including thc MayoL
and Chicf of Policc.

CLiminally implicatcd CEO
RohcLt GaLhingcL Lcmains at IaLgc,

as docs thc so-callcd
Toxic AvcngcL.

RI CK: Splcndid. Onc of
ou I gLcatcst husincss minds

is pilloLicd just hccausc...

CJ DOONS:
Oh, shut thc fuck up, Rick.

(TV SWITCH ES OFF)

I've been after BTH for years.

Are you gonna arrest me?

We're gonna sweep you
under the rug as best we can.

You also saved a lot of Iives.

You'll always have that.

For a year, maybe.

Best case.

-DR. WALLA: Actually.. .
-Oh , fuck!

What? You scared
the shit out of me.

-I thought you saw me here.
-No, I didn't see you.

DR. WALLA: Well,
I'm sorry about that.

I was having Iunch here, uh ,
in case you woke up

because I wanted
to tell you this

-as soon as I could .
-What is it?

Lebanese bologna
and cream cheese,

-which sounds off.. .
-What...

What did you want to tell me?

DR. WALLA: Oh. Yes.

More context?

-Nope, that's you .
-(FORKLI FT BEEPI NG)

Looks like your mutations
with generative properties

-causing.. .
-(LOUD DRI LLI NG)

...in your brain to vanish.

-Wild, huh?
-(CRASH I NG)

MAN : You done
fucked up twice now!

You're in recovery.

Apart from your hideous
physical condition, obviously.

(JOYFUL MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(GASPS)

(CH EERI NG AN D APPLAU DI NG)

Mr. Treats says thanks.

(MEOWS)

Thank you , man.

Great job.
You did a great job!

(LAUGHS)

Bunch of crap.

-What?
-You heard me. You heard me.

You got a problem?

Yeah. This is a hospital.

-This ain't no rodeo, buddy.
-Yeah.

I'm aware. I'm excited.

Some kind of party.

Can I have more apple juice?

Shut the fuck up.

(H EARTEN I NG
SPAN I SH SONG PLAYI NG)

(BI RDS CH I RPI NG)

(CH ICKEN COOI NG)

(MUSI C STOPS)

-GUTHRI E: Hmm .
-(SLURPI NG)

(EERI E ROCK MUSI C PLAYI NG)

(THE LOOK OF LO VE
BY ABC PLAYI NG)

(SI NGER VOCALIZI NG)

(ALL LAUGH I NG)

(ALL CH EERI NG)

(MOUTH I NG) Yes!

(ALL CH EERI NG)

(SI NGER VOCALIZI NG)

Yeah ! Yeah.

(HOTH I H G AT ALL
BY THE G I RAF FES PLAYI NG)

(H EAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(MUSI C STOPS)

(TH E GOOD TH I H GS
BY TH E WHOOPSI E DEWS PLAYI NG)

(SONG EN DS)

(H I P-HOP I NSTRU M ENTAL
MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(MUSI C FAD ES)

(ORCH ESTRAL MUSIC
PLAYI NG)

(MUSIC ENDS)

(MACH I N E BEEPI NG)

(I NTENSE MUSIC PLAYI NG)

There's nothing
they can do to us, Robert.

-(TOI LET FLUSH ES)
-(ROCK SONG PLAYI NG FAI NTLY)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Ah.

I was just, uh,

just making some grilled cheese.

It's not... you know, uh...

Whatever, I guess. Uh ...

You know, the main thing is,

you want to put the butter
on the bread first

so it crisps evenly.

Put butter in the pan first,
it's uneven and , uh ,

you know, it can burn ,
and that's... that's not good.

So, uh ,
you got to use white bread.

Only white.

Or, uh , or sourdough.

Yeah. I , uh,

put a bit of mayonnaise
on mine sometimes.

You know, to be honest,
I don't think it makes a difference.

But, you know.

I don't know why I do that.
I just do.

And I use American cheese.

But I. .. You could use cheddar

if you like that better or,
uh, you know,

cheddar jack or, you know,

three-mix cheddar. Uh ...

Oh , hey, bud.

Uh , another cool thing
you could do

is you can just, uh, you know,

after it's been cooking
for a while, you just

sprinkle some shredded
cheese on the outside.

You flip it and do the same
on the other side.

Now what you get is,

you get this nice,
crispy shell.

So it's nice
and crispy on the outside

and then you get that bite.
(CLICKS TONGUE)

Just the pop.

You know,
that crunch on the outside.

You know, it's, uh ,
not essential.

Just a little thing extra
you can do to, uh , boss it up.

-You know, I.. .
-(CLATTERI NG)

I serve, uh,
I serve mine with milk.

But, uh ,
you could do whatever.

You know, whatever you like.

You know.

RAD IO HOST: And that clocks
anothcL hlock

of "I Lovc Rock" on AM 1 O-1.

It's anothcL
unusually Iovcly day,

-hcLc in St. Roma 's.. .
-(BLOWS)

BIuc skics. Sun's out.

Kids aLc playing
with thciL dogs.

That's how many hcautiful days
in a Low now?

What's thc oppositc
of a cu Lsc, kids?

It's, uh, just good Iuck,
I gucss.

Okay, this is Rowdy Mikc
on AM 10- 1

whcLc wc 'Lc all 10- 1 togcthcL.

(EERI E ROCK MUSI C PLAYI NG)

(CAT GROWLI NG)

(HORN TOOTI NG)

-(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
-(KISSES)

-(HORN TOOTI NG)
-(GROAN I NG)

(D IGITAL BEEPI NG)