All language subtitles for IT Welcome to Derry - 1x01 - The Pilot.WEB.AMZN.en

Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!

Trouble! Trouble!
Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!

-Trouble!
-Mothers of River City,

heed that warning
before it's too late.

Watch for the tell-tale signs
of corruption.

The minute your son
leaves the house,

does he re-buckle
his knickerbockers

below the knee?

Is there a nicotine stain
on his index finger?

A dime-novel hidden
in the corncrib?

Is he starting to memorize jokes
from Captain Billy's Whiz Bang?

Are certain words

creeping into his conversation?

Words like...

like "swell"?

Trouble!

A-ha,
and "so's your old man."

-Trouble!
-If so, my friends...

♪ - You got trouble...

-♪ Oh we got trouble ♪
-Shh!

♪ Right here in River City ♪

♪ With a capital T
And that rhymes with P ♪

-♪ And that stands for "pool" ♪
-♪ That stands for "pool" ♪

-♪ We've surely got trouble ♪
-♪ We've surely got trouble ♪

-♪ Right here in River City ♪
-♪ Right here ♪

♪ Remember the Maine ♪

♪ Plymouth Rock
And the Golden Rule ♪

♪ Our children's children
Gonna have trouble... ♪

Psst. Kid, get over here.

Kid, get over here. Now.

♪ - Get over here. Hey!

♪ Oh, yes we got trouble
Trouble, trouble ♪

♪ Oh yes, we got trouble here
We got big, big trouble ♪

-♪ With a T ♪
-♪ With a capital T... ♪

Cal, what's going on?

It's the Clements boy
again, Hank.

Third time this week
I've caught him

sneaking in for a freebie.

Hmm. Leave him be. You ever see
that boy's damn family?

Pity is not gonna keep
the lights on, Hank.

Hmm.

Uh, Ronnie.

You, um, you see a boy running
around here about your age?

Yeah, Pops.

He went that way.

Come on. Back to work.

Music Man, directed by?

-Morton DaCosta.
-Hmm.

First film was?

Personal favorite
of your nana's.

-Auntie Mame!
-Ooh! That's my girl.

Hey!

Next time,
I'm calling the police!

You hear me, kid?

I mean it!

You all right, young man?

-Yes.
-Look at you, you poor thing.

Get in before you catch
your death of cold.

Thank you.

Wrap yourself in this, dear.
You must be freezing.

Thank you.

Now, you just tell us
where home is,

and we'll get you back
to your parents

safe and sound, okay?

Anywhere but Derry.

Well, we're headed to Portland,

so you hitched the right ride.

WNXE News Radio.

It's the top of the hour.

Here are tonight's top stories.
Fresh reports tonight

out of Moscow of more
underground nuclear tests.

Experts now warn
the resulting radiation

poses a global risk
with potential consequences

ranging from cancer
to genetic mutations

resulting in highly

unusual birth defects...

Dad, can we put
something else on?

This stuff gives me the willies.

Willies? W-I-L...

Ray, not now.

♪ ♪ - He's going
through a phase. He spells everything.

-L-I-E-S.
-That's right.

Why don't you show
our new friend

what a good
little speller you are?

Spell "bungalow."

B-U-N-G-A-L-O-W.

Spell "symphony."

S-Y-M-P-H-O-N-Y.

Spell "fuchsia."

F-U-C-H-S-I-A.

Now, that's a ten-dollar word.

Spell "trouble."

T-R-U...

T-R-O-A...

-T-R-U...
-Ugh!

♪ -T-R-O-U-B-L-E, you idiot!

-Be nice, Arlene.
-I am nice!

When I wanna be.

There goes my little harlot.

Couldn't glue those legs
together if you tried,

I tell ya.

Reminds me of her mother.

I... I thought you said
we were headed to Portland.

Spell "vasectomy," baby.

Can you use that in a sentence?

Your father got a vasectomy

right after
he impregnated me again.

V-A-S-E...

Can you pull over, please?

...C-T-O-M-Y.

-Necrosis.
-N-E-C-R-O-S-I-S.

"Kidnapping."

There's a gas station up ahead,

-and I have to pee.
-"Maggots."

If we could just pull over,
even for a second.

-...G-O-T-S.
-"Cadaver."

-C-A-D-A-V-E-R.
-"Strangulation."

No, no! Please, no!

...L-A-T-I-O-N.

-Let me out!
-"Out." O-U-T!

-Let me out!
-O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T!

-O-U-T.
-Let me out!

O-U-T.

O-U-T. O-U-T.

I'll handle the driving, son.

O-U...

O-U-T. O-U-T. O-U-T.

Looks like somebody
else wants to get... O-U-T.

O-U-T! O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

♪ -O-U-T!

O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

O-U-T! O-U-T!

Aw.

He's beautiful, dear.

Isn't he, though?

Come here.

Come meet your family, sweetheart.

Look at my baby!

Oh, shit!

Derry, huh?

I bet there's
zero nightclubs in this town.

Probably not one decent
Chinese restaurant.

Come on, Pauly.
We survived Korea.

Pretty sure we can survive this.

Yeah, speak for yourself.

Major Hanlon, Captain Russo.

I'm Colonel Fuller,
General Shaw's XO.

He asked that I greet
you airmen personally.

How was the flight up?

-Smooth.
-A little bumpy.

Excellent, gentlemen.
This way, please.

Your skills and experience

will be put to good use
here, Major.

DAFB is one of only six
SAC bases in the entire country.

Now, it might seem
somewhat remote,

but make no mistake.

As the northernmost continental
United States Air Force base,

we are the tip of the spear.

Soviet airspace is a brisk
seven-hour flight that way.

Straight over the Arctic Ocean
and on till morning.

In other words,
when the nuclear shit

hits the fan,
we'll be the first call.

If. If the nuclear shit
hits the fan.

I'm a bit of an optimist.

Yeah, I'm not.

Uh, sir, what's that over there?

That's Special Projects.

Sounds, uh, sounds special.

I understand you're only living
on base temporarily, Major.

Uh, yes, sir.

Renting a house in town,
just waiting for everything

to get all set up.
Should be finished by the time

my family gets here.

What, you don't want 'em
to live near Uncle Pauly?

Thought I was family, huh?

Eight years living on base,
I just think my missus is ready

for a little taste of normal.

Well, if normal
is what you're after,

you two are going to love Derry.

♪ Dreamer, I'm just a dreamer ♪

♪ Some say ♪

♪ I'm just wasting time ♪

Hey, Lills, you okay?
Jeez, I'm sorry.

It's a bunch of fucking cretins,
that's what they are.

I'm fine.

Guess I'll just stink
like pickle juice until dinner.

Well, if you ask me...

...you smell delicious.

Bert the Turtle says,
"Duck and Cover!"

So, my aunt said we can come on
any weekend we want this summer.

Oh, swell.

My cousin Ray said
they have a bunch of parties

at the beach that are crazy.

They're supposed
to be the ginchiest.

What? What are you looking at?

My eyes?

These new glasses
make them look huge, don't they?

That optometrist is a sadist.

No. No, Marge,
your eyes are fine.

-Sincerely.
-You have to promise me,

because I'm not going
through the rest of the year

looking like
some bug-eyed freak.

It's hard enough to get
Joey Navinsky to notice me

-as it is.
-I mean, obviously,

we're not alone
in the universe, right?

Did...

Did Loony Lilly Bainbridge
just check us out?

What?

I don't know. My point is,

what if the atomic age
changed everything

and now we're a threat,

which is why visitors
from the red planet

-are already here, secretly?
-In Derry?

Maybe that's what's going
on over that air base.

Maybe they've got one
of these things, like, on ice

that they're experimenting with.

You've been sitting too close
to the TV again, haven't you?

My dad says those cathode rays
will shrink your balls, man.

I saw seven C-133's land there
in less than 48 hours.

Big, fat Cargo masters. Why?

What are they carrying?
Think about it.

You didn't study for the test
at all, did you?

What's the point
when World War III is imminent?

Duck and cover, Teds.
Duck and cover.

So, to keep
you groovy kids grooving,

here's Hasil Adkins
with "Chicken Walk."

These are your men, Major.

Thank you, airman.

Afternoon, airmen.

Fall in!

Masters!

♪ ♪ - AIRMAN
2: Look alive, men. Major on deck.

Ten-hut!

Major Hanlon,
we've been expecting you.

It's an honor, sir.
I'm First Airman O'Donnell.

This is the rest
of 70th Squadron's MX.

First Airman Colton,
Allard and Donahue,

Staff Sergeant Ricciardi,

and Airman
Second Class Masters, sir.

Airman Masters.

Now, I am your superior
commissioned officer,

so I expect to be accorded
the respect of said rank.

Do I make myself clear?

I'll get you next time, brother.

Do we have a problem here?

Ten-hut!

No, sir, General Shaw.

Remind me, Colonel.

What's the penalty
for a Code 89 violation?

Court martial, sir.

So, I ask you once again,
do we have a problem?

-Walk with me, Major.
-Yes, sir.

I apologize.

Not quite the welcome wagon
we intended.

Why don't you swing
by my office tomorrow

around 1500 hours?
Get properly acquainted.

Yes, sir. I'll be there.

Take me back to the Q, airman.

So, you're sucking up
already, huh?

Why do they make
brassieres so pointy?

I mean,
boobs aren't that pointy.

Are we supposed to believe

that under a sweater is just
two pointy cones?

Are pointy cones better?

Teds, Miss Johanssen is about
to take her bra off.

Her boobs are gonna be out.

What are you doing?

Homework, do you mind?

Oh, here we go.

Ladies and gentlemen,
we have lift-off.

Bet you five bucks
those aren't pointy cones.

Damn it!
Fucking Scotty did it again.

Right, so where were we?

So, what we've got
is pretty good so far.

I was just thinking that, like,
I know you're the story guy,

but when he comes to Earth...

...it could just be, like,

killing people,

tearing guys' dicks off
with his tentacles,

or slurping their brains out
through a straw?

Mm-hmm.

Or I could shove a grenade
up your ass and blow you up.

What's wrong, Teddy?

Today was four months.

Four months to the day
since... since Matty.

Oh.

Yeah, man. So messed up.

Anyway, uh, I'll keep working
on the illustrations.

I'm trying to talk about Matty.

What's talking about it
gonna do,

bring him back to life?

♪ -They never even found a body.

Don't start this again.

That usually means
he's a runaway.

He could have ran away.

-And why would he run away?
-Gee, I don't know.

Maybe because he had
just about no friends

in the whole wide world,

and the only ones he did have
had to be paid

-to go to his birthday.
-We weren't paid.

-Candy isn't money, Teddy.
-Same thing.

His mom offered us
that candy fair and square.

We were doing her a favor,
a good deed.

We didn't even know
it was his birthday.

Look, whatever happened to Matty

wasn't because we forgot
his stupid birthday, okay?

None of this is our fault!

And whether you accept it
or not,

Matty's dea...

Ow!

Matty,
where are we going?

Trust me.

Just one more flight.

It's closed
to the public.

Has been for years.

But Phil and Teddy
tried sneaking in one day.

They found out the caretaker
doesn't bother locking

the joint up anymore.
You believe that?

So...

we turned it into a sort
of secret hangout.

The view is beautiful up here.

Aw, nuts.
I always get rocket ship.

Um, I got turtle. Trade you?

Sure. Turtles are lucky.

Hey, uh...

don't tell the guys
I brought you here.

Phil and Teddy, I mean.

We're not supposed
to bring guests

without checking in
with each other first.

It's not because
I'm Loony Lilly Bainbridge?

You're not loony.
Not to me.

What happened that day?
With your dad.

S... Sorry... Sorry,
I shouldn't have...

My mom and I went
to pick up my dad.

He worked at the jarring plant
out on Willoughby.

You know, pickles and stuff.

We were leaving
the factory when I realized

I'd forgotten something inside.

This... This mood ring

I just bought
at the five-and-dime.

It was just a cheap,
stupid toy, but...

but he went back to get it.

And I don't know... I don't know,

one of the machines jammed up.

It wasn't even his station,
but... but my dad...

he always wanted to help.

They said
he climbed into the gears.

I guess he thought
he'd killed the power, but...

when the foreman realized
it was on another station,

it was too late.

If I hadn't made him go back...

You couldn't have known.

It was just a terrible accident.

Happy New Year.

Thanks for letting me
talk about it.

No one else does.

Not Marge. Or the Pattycakes.

You're not like those girls.

Starting to realize that.

For better or for worse,
I guess.

For better.

I... I... I'm sorry.
That... That was stupid.

No, it's okay.

It's just that we're friends.

It... It... It's fine, really.

It is.
I should head back anyway.

If my pop catches me out of bed
at this hour, he'll...

I didn't mean it like that.

I gotta go.

Matty, wait!

Lilly.

Don't forget to lay your clothes
out for tomorrow morning.

Remember?

We're going to visit
your father at the cemetery.

If it's all the same,
I don't think I'm gonna go.

It's been a year.

You haven't visited
his grave even once.

I know. I'm just...

not ready.

You're not the only person
to have something awful

happen to them.

The sooner you realize that,
the better.

Don't forget
to take your medication.

Friends,
the idle brain is the devil's playground.

Shameless music that'll grab your son

and your daughter with the arms
of a jungle animal instinct.

Mass'steria!

Oh, we got trouble.
Right here in River City.

Trouble! Trouble!
Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!

Matty, is that you?

Where are you?

Matty,
if it's you, if you can hear me,

just come home, all right?
Just please come home.

He won't let me!

Matty Clements speaking to you
through the pipes?

Just forget it.

And seeing as how you barely
said one word to this kid

when he was alive,
why is it that he's reaching out

to you from beyond the grave?

-Hi, Patty.
-Hi, Margie.

Just a sec.

-Come here.
-What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Making sure none of her friends
hear you talking like this

because what you're saying
is crazy.

And I don't mean
to use that word.

-I don't...
-I know what I heard.

Listen to me.

We've only got
two more months till summer.

Let's just get through them
without giving everyone

something new
to whisper about you.

About me or about us?

What's that supposed to mean?

It wasn't me.

Are you worried about
what people will think of me

or what Patty and all of them
will think of you because of me?

Jesus, Lill,
I'm trying to be your friend,

but sometimes
you make it really hard.

That's my point, Teds.

There has to be a reason
why men have nipples.

Think about it.

Maybe it's like
when we used to have tails

and gills
and we just evolved out of it.

Or it's nature's way
of telling us

that we're second in line
to feed our babies

should anything happen to women.

Like aliens taking them back
to their world.

When that day comes,

you and I are gonna be
breastfeeding like crazy.

What are you doing here?

And, uh, how much of that
did you hear?

I need to talk to you guys.

Talk to us? About what?

About how they found
her dad's body parts

in pickle jars all over Maine?

That's bullshit.
It... it never happened.

He swore he'd keep
his mouth shut.

We only brought him here,
like, one time.

One time?
Weren't you guys best friends?

It's complicated.

Okay, so you're positive
it was Matty, right?

It was his voice, I'm sure.

I don't know
what it means. I just...

I thought if anyone would care,

if anyone would believe me,
it'd be you guys.

Don't tell me you're buying
into this cock-a-doodle story.

You mean cockamamie?

It's both of those things. Okay?
This story's insane.

Look who it's coming from.

I know. It sounds impossible,
but maybe it's just improbable.

Teddy, for this to be true,
Matty would have to still be alive.

And he'd have to know
where every single one

of Derry's pipes start and end.

And the exact time that Lilly
was about to take a bath.

And how to aim his voice
down a certain pipe

so he could stick
his little finger up there

and wave hello to her.

Phil, you've explained
one hundred ways

how aliens have come to Earth.

Tracking our smells,
pretending to be dogs,

-probing our anus.
-"Ani."

You've "proven"
all of that to me,

yet you can't just believe

that Matty is trying
to get in contact

with someone he actually knows?

So, you do believe me?

Look...

Lilly, I want to. I'm trying to.

There's plenty
of unbelievable things out there

that people believe, and I'm
sure some of them are true.

I'm just not so sure
about this one.

I can't believe
you gave her your soda.

Come on in, Major.

I wanted you to know
that Masters

is gonna spend the week
on latrine duty.

And a citation is going
on his permanent flight record.

I won't stand for that kind
of horseshit on my base.

To less horseshit.

I understand you served
under General Abbott in Korea.

As he tells it, you, Major,

are about the bravest,
damn pilot he's ever met.

You flew a B-29 up MiG Alley
into the teeth

of Soviet anti-aircraft fire
at Sui-ho...

and made it back in one piece.

Almost one piece, sir.

And to be frank, I don't
much like to talk about it.

Your injury?

Korea, sir.

And why is that?

Because we didn't finish
the job.

Well, that's why we transferred
you up here, Major.

To test our new B-52,
and if necessary,

fly it straight
into the heart of the enemy.

Finish what you started.

Why the Air Force?

I was raised on a farm.

We had a family friend
that would come twice a month

to dust the fields.
So, my father,

he wanted me to tag along.
And I...

I just took to it, you know?

How about you, sir?

My dad.

Army man.

Fought
in every American conflict

from the Indian Wars
to the Philippines...

'til they shoved him
behind a desk.

Only thing he loved more
than his country was his family.

Told me the proudest moment
of his life

was when I signed up
to be a Doughboy.

I can only imagine your father
felt the same way.

Oh, he was proud, all right.

He used to always
say there's nothing wrong

with this country
that can't be fixed

by what's right
with this country.

I aim to prove him right, sir.

Mm.

Amen.

Amen.

My son, the bar mitzvah boy.

How's the haftarah
studying coming?

Hmm, taste's good.

Something the matter, Theodore?

Can I ask you a weird question?

Sure.

Do you think somebody
could kidnap a kid

and keep him underground?

-Underground?
-What is wrong with you?

Yeah, just keep him there,
in the sewers for months

and months, hurting him or...

I don't know.

Have you ever heard
of something like that?

Your grandparents
escaped Buchenwald.

Their entire families murdered.

The skin of Jewish prisoners...

used for lampshades.

What?

Lampshades.

We are Jews, Theodore.

We know better than anyone
the real horrors of this world.

Reality is terrifying enough
as it is.

Cut it out with the fantasy.

I can't believe we're related.

I'm next, right?

-So, now you believe me.
-Listen, Lilly,

I've known this guy
since first grade.

And I know when he's lying,

and he is not lying
about this lampshade shit.

We have to tell someone.

-No one's gonna believe us.
-What if we go to our parents?

If I tell anyone
about all of this,

I'll wind up right back
at Juniper Hill.

Maybe you guys will be
in there with me.

I can't go
to the loony bin, Teddy.

I couldn't make it
through goddamn sleep away camp.

Okay.

We don't tell anyone...

until we figure out
what really happened to Matty.

And how do we do that?

I think I might know
where to start.

You see anything?

Teddy, did you know
that there are more than

a hundred books in this library?

No way. More than a hundred?

And did you know
that some of them have pictures

but most of them don't
have pictures?

What is she doing here?

My folks couldn't find
a sitter, okay?

And did you know
that when you take out a book,

you have to sign your name?
I can sign mine in cursive.

Miss Carmel says
I have the best handwriting

in the class.

Phil.

Hey, uh, Suze, I need
a really good hand writer

to help me with finding a book.

It's called
Bucket Full of Muffins.

I'll do it.

She'll never find it.

Wait, there it is.

They thought it could be
a runaway initially,

but when he never turned up
anywhere else,

they presumed homicide.

That means murder.

They thought
it could have been Matty's dad.

Could have been a drifter,
but they never found anyone.

" According to police sources,"

the boy was last seen
the night of January 4th

at the Capitol Theater
by the daughter

of a theater employee,

"an unidentified
12-year-old girl."

Who's that?

Matty Clements?

Jesus Christ,
get the hell out of here!

Get out!

What? What did we say?

Do you know how many times
the police came round

about that boy?
Trying to fix it on my pops?

Did your newspaper article
mention anything about that?

I... I really only skimmed, so...

Just leave!

Can we go get a shake now?

See, I told you guys
this was a bad idea,

chasing a song you heard
in the fucking sewers.

What did you say?

It was a song.

I heard Matty singing it
a couple nights back.

From the drainpipe in my tub.

You heard him too?

I don't know if it was Matty,
but I did hear voices...

in the basement of the Capitol,
in the pipes.

Kids laughing, crying,
calling my name.

What song was he singing?

The new B-52. G-class.

They transferred you up here
to fly it.

If you wanna walk
out of here alive,

you're gonna give us the specs.

Speed, range, flight ceiling,
payload, arms, everything.

Understand?

I'd understand you better
if you took off that mask.

The specs. Now.

It's classified.

This isn't a fucking game.

The specs, or I pull the trigger
on the count of three.

One.

Two.

You're gonna have
to pull that trigger.

Leroy!
Yo, Lee, what's going on?

Lee, open the door!

Open the door! Yo, Lee,
what's going on in there?

Open the door!

Lee,
open the fucking door!

Get the fuck out of here!

♪ -Yeah, that's what I thought.

Saved your ass again.

-Fuck you, Pauly.
-Who the fuck were those guys?

I don't know.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

How's my hair?

It's still greasy.

So, where the hell are we going?

You want me to tell you
or you want me to show you?

Tell.
One hundred percent tell.

The song Matty was singing
comes from the movie The Music Man.

We should have another print
up in the storage room.

And why do we wanna watch
this stupid thing?

I hate musicals.

Because maybe Matty was trying
to tell us something.

Holy crap,
it's dark in here.

Guys, isn't... isn't this
breaking and entering?

We didn't break anything.
It's just entering.

-Don't be such a baby.
-Guys, stop.

Let's just sit.

Just a second!

Loading up The Music Man!

Teds, is that you?

-Is he crying?
-What? No.

Shut up, you guys.

Lilly, are you okay?

Yeah. No, I'm fine. I'm just...

...thinking about Matty
and what happened,

and what I could have
done different, and...

Well, he needed me.

And instead,
I just sent him away.

Then he was gone.

What we did was worse.

Maybe if we'd been there
like we said we would

at his birthday, maybe...
maybe things would be different.

It's nobody's fault, okay?

Teds, it's not your fault.

Lilly,
it isn't your fault either.

We're here now.
That's what matters.

So just stop it, okay?

Are you crying?

What? No, I'm not crying.

Nobody's crying.

♪ ...with Sen-Sen
One fine night ♪

♪ They leave the pool hall ♪

♪ Heading for the dance
At the Arm'ry ♪

♪ Libertine men
And scarlet women ♪

♪ And ragtime
Shameless music... ♪

♪ With the arms ♪

♪ Of a jungle animal instinct,
mass'steria! ♪

♪ Friends, the idle brain
Is the devil's playground ♪

-♪ Trouble ♪
-♪ Oh, we got trouble ♪

♪ Right here in River City ♪

♪ With a capital T
And that rhymes with P ♪

-♪ And that stands for "pool" ♪
-♪ That stands for "pool" ♪

-♪ We've surely got trouble ♪
-♪ We've surely got trouble ♪

It's the song.

-That's the song I heard.
-♪ Figure out a way ♪

♪ To keep the young ones
Moral after school ♪

♪ Our children's children
Gonna have trouble ♪

♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble ♪

♪ Mothers of River City ♪

♪ Heed that warning
Before it's too late... ♪

♪ Creeping
Into his conversation ♪

-♪ Words like ♪
-♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble ♪

-♪ Like "swell"? ♪
-♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble ♪

♪ A-ha,
and "so's your old man"? ♪

♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble ♪

♪ If so my friends,
You got trouble ♪

♪ Oh, we got trouble ♪

♪ Right here in River City ♪

♪ With a capital T
And that rhymes with... ♪

♪ -Matty?

-♪ We've surely got trouble ♪
-♪ We've surely got trouble... ♪

Wait, what? What's going on?

How is he in the goddamn movie?

What's happening?
How is this possible?

-Can he see us?
-Matty!

-Is he listening?
-Matty!

Matty, we're over here! Matty!

-Matty!
-Hey!

-Follow our voices!
-Matty! Wait.

-Yes! Come on, Matty!
-Yes! Yes, Matty, that's it!

-Follow our voices!
-We're right here! Keep going!

Matty, yes!

Yes, that's right! Yes!

Matty, come on!

Lilly? Teddy?

-Yeah, it's us!
-Come on!

Matty, come on,
we're gonna get you out!

No, you won't.

You're the reason I'm in here.

'Cause you lied.

'Cause you weren't there.

What's happening?

What the hell is that?

-Where did it go?
-What the fuck is that thing?

I told you weird shit
was going on

over at that airbase!

They made a giant,
fucking mutant baby!

Come on, Susie!

Go, go, go! Susie, come on! Run!

Guys, come on!

No! No!

Susie!

Lilly!

Come on!

Here you go.

Give me your hand.

Lilly! Lilly!

Lilly!

Lilly! What happened?

-They're all gone.
-No.

What do you mean
they're all gone?

What happened?

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya
Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, ya, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya, wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya! ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Ya, ya! ♪

♪ Ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, wow, ya, ya ♪

♪ Wow, ya, ya, ya! ♪