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fanfare playing)

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(funky music playing)

(indistinct conversations)

(laughing)

* *

(feedback screeching)

(panting)

(Spanish guitar music plays)
(children shouting)

(speaking Spanish in background)

(indistinct whispers in
distance)

(clucking)

Ahí está.

MAN:
Uh, what about

"The Big One only gets bigger"?

"Everyone wants
a Big One."

I got a big one.

(all laughing)
Sorry.

How about
just, like,

"Eat me"?

(all laughing)

Okay, okay, so there's
no shortage of future slogans.

Phil, what have you got?

Well, um, same-store sales
are up 8.4% this quarter,

which is just amazing,

and the increase extends
across every demographic.

It's tweens, heavy
users, minivan dads,

even seniors.

So clearly,

the Big One is not only
a big hit,

it is quickly becoming
the flagship of our brand.

Which we'll be building on,

both in the upcoming second half
of our campaign

and in merchandising.
Terrific.

Don, what about
those Little Big Ones?

Well, uh, last week,
you know,

we did a pretty extensive
focus group

with, uh, some
of the kids

from Martin Luther
King Elementary.
Yeah?

And it went great.

Tested 91%
in the top three boxes.

They loved 'em.

What is it now?

Eight to a bag?

No, no, no, you're thinking
about the Itty-Bitties.

Oh.
No, no.

We figure three
Little Big Ones

for each kids' meal is gonna
work out about right.

But we want to do

a little more testing
on that as well.

How about Disney?

No word yet.

Also, the PBS deal

doesn't seem to be happening.

Uh, apparently,
Burger King and McDonald's

have the Teletubbies
all locked up.

Fuck 'em.

That's wonderful.

Yeah, you like that?

That's the barbecue Big One.

Wow.

Tastes like it's right
off the grill.

You don't think it needs, like,
liquid smoke or any other kind

of flavorings?
No.

No, no, no,
I think it's perfect.

Let's test that.
Okay.

Try this one.

I don't know.

Yeah, I mean these Caribbean
seasonings are kind of tricky.

Well, we're calling them
Calypso Chicken Tenders.

I-I-I think people are going
to have an expectation for a...

maybe a touch of lime.

Oh, well, lime.
L-Lime's easy.

I just held back on the
Terpinoline on this

to keep the flavoring subtle,

but I can
always go back

and add more.
Yeah, why don't you try that?

I'll keep working on it.

JACK:
Okay, I really enjoyed it.

You were wonderful.

Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

Ah, look, I got to go.

I'll talk to you later.
Yeah, bye.

Thanks, Louise.

Donny Boy...
have a seat.

Thanks for stopping by.

So, what do you
think of everything?

It's good, good.

I'm glad to see
the Big One doing so well.

(chuckles quietly)

Listen, you ever run into
a guy named Harry Rydell?

Executive VP out of
the Chicago office?

I don't think so.

He works closely
with our suppliers.

A little too closely,

if you ask me.

What do you mean?

I have a friend that teaches
food science over at A&M.

Microbiology.

And this semester, a couple
of his grad students decided

to culture some patties

from a bunch of
fast food chains.

Uh-huh.
Well...

(sighs)

They got ahold
of a couple Big Ones.

The frozen patties.

Don't ask me how.

And the fecal coliform counts
were just off the charts.

I'm concerned that this
could be a problem for us.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

Not exactly.

I'm saying
there's shit in the meat.

* *

"The drawbridge was down.

"The great gate stood wide.

"I entered
without challenge,

my own heels making
the only sounds I heard."

Keep going.

No.

It's bedtime.

Just one more.

Please?

No, that's it.

Hey...

(kiss)
Good night, Stevie.

Hey.

I think I may
have to miss

your history exhibit
on Thursday.

Why?

Well, you know how Daddy
has to go out of town

for work every
now and then.

Yeah, but I thought
you didn't have to...

Well, not as much, but
I gotta go to Colorado

for a couple of
days, all right?

I'll be home for
the weekend, though.

Okay.

Love you guys.

Too much E coli and stuff.

REPORTER:
Suspect is now on foot,
fleeing...

People could get sick.

Is that the one
that can kill kids?

I don't know.

I don't think so.

I mean, nobody's gotten sick
or anything.

But Jack says

too much cow manure is
somehow getting into the meat.

That's disgusting.

That's my new job.

Same office.

Still dealing with bullshit.

WOMAN:
Well, I guess it is
a marketing issue after all.

If the kids die from
eating your burgers,

it makes them much
harder to sell.

That's right.
Marketing 101.

Don't kill the customer.

Bad for repeat business.

(laughs)

(panicked shouting)

Coco?

(horn honking)

Coco?

* *

(cell phone ringing)

Hi.

No.

I sent that form in.
I paid it.

Mira, you tell that
coach and that whole
fucking league,

if he doesn't play,
I'm gonna kick all their asses.

Sí. Yeah, yeah.

I just did a pick-up.
I-I'll talk to you later.

(Spanish guitar music playing)

* *

(panting)

(chokes)

* *

(mooing)

(mooing continues)

(mooing continues)

(sighs)

* *

(turns engine off)

(soccer announcer speaking
Spanish on TV)

(banging on door)

WOMAN:
No.

Sí.
Sí.
Sí.

(erotic moans on TV)

WOMAN #1:
Oh, God, yeah.

WOMAN #2: Yeah, you like
the way that feels?

(women moaning)

Oh, my gosh.
Oh, my gosh.

Oh, that's
right, bitch.

(both continue moaning)

You like it when
I pull your hair?

Yes. Yes,
pull my hair.

Oh!
That's right, slut.

Oh. Oh, I love it when
you call me slut.

Let's go, stand up.

Yo, stand up.

Come on, stand up.

Hey!

Stand up.

The fuck you doing?

Fucking people on vacation.

Go.

(kissing)

(sighs)

(chuckles)
(door opens)

Hang on a second.

Welcome to Mickey's.
Can I take your order?

Yeah. I'm thinking
about...

a Big One.
Okay.

Would you like some
large fries with that?

No, no, thanks.
Not tonight.

Our super-value drink?

I'll have a chocolate
shake and a water.

All right.
(register beeps)

Would you like
any dessert with that?

A brownie pie or a turnover?

No, not tonight.
Okay.

(register beeping)
Uh, that'll be $4.98.

Okay. Here you go.
(register opening)

(register closing)

So what's your favorite
thing on the menu?

I like everything.

Well, I know
that's not true.
(laughing)

But you did give me
the correct answer.

I was just testing you.

I'm actually a
vice president of
marketing for Mickey's.

Really?
Yeah. It's true.

Just here in town
for a couple of days

seeing where the
Big Ones come from.

Here?

Oh, no, not here.

But at Uniglobe Meat Packing,
just outside of town.

That's where every
single Big One patty

in the entire
country gets made.

No way!

Yeah...

It's amazing.

Wow.

(mumbling):
Lettuce.

Pickles.

Pickles and cheese.

Special...
(squirts)

Think I burned the meat.

Amber!

Order up.

There you go.

Okay, thank you.
What's your name?

Amber.

Right.

Don Anderson.

It's nice to meet you.
You, too.

Maybe I'll see you around.

All right.
I'm always here.

(giggles)

Brian, can I get
a coffee freezer?

* *

* *

* *

(tires screeching)

Que si, que esta bien
que los lleves.

(indistinct shouting)

(sprayers whooshing)

(indistinct voices)

(beeping)

Amber, hon, electric is $131
for last month.

Mom, I got to pay
my car insurance.

Well, anything helps.

So how's your day looking?

I have band practice after
school and work at 6:00.

Well, don't let 'em keep you
past 10:00.

I'll try to get
out of there.

Tony's been pretty cool
about letting me out early.

(blowing)

Good.

(engine sputters, then turns)

(overlapping chatter)

Hey.

Hey, Amber.

Hi, Clayton.

Hola.
Hola.

(indistinct voices)

* *

MAN:
And right over
here, Don,

we mix our product
with a low-fat product

from about a half
a dozen other plants.

* *

We're liquefying gas
in a cylinder.

Takes 'em down to 40
degrees below zero.

DON:
Wow.

That's a lot
of Big Ones.

Yeah.

Well, somewhere
in Kansas City,

someone will be eating
these tomorrow night.

NARRATOR:
...it can be used to explain

how accidents happen
to other people.

But accidents don't just
happen to other people.

Accident prevention is each
individual's responsibility.

This program is designed
to make you think more

about accident causes and
how you can prevent injuries.

If you eliminate the cause
of accidents,

you're on your way to an
accident-free workplace

and lifetime.

Safety works in your home, also.
It works when you're...

Yo.

You heard about the robbery
last night?

No. Where?

The McDonald's over on Cayenne.

They came in at closing time and
put everyone in the basement.

Said they'd got shot
if they came out

and boomed $6,000.

No way.
Yeah.

$6,000 in cash.

In cash?
Hells, yeah.

How many times you seen somebody

buy their McNuggets
with a credit card?

Good point.

You know, they said it was
the third fast food place

in Cody to get robbed
in the last few weeks.

They hit Fuddruckers
on Thursday night.

We're probably next.

All the more reason
for you guys to quit.

I mean, why do you
even work there?

Not all of us can get hired
at the Banana Republic.

Oh. What the fuck you
all doing in my truck?

COCO:

SYLVIA:

Mike.

Yeah, the Big One's
been great.

Really great.

Sales keep creeping up.

There's been
no drop-offs.

That's what we're hearing.

Listen, I've had
this location 12 years.
Yeah.

And, uh, you'd have
to go way back.

Maybe even to the original

Teeny-Weenie's promotion
to see anything like this.

You guys hit a home run.

Well, hey, we all did.

Definitely.

Hey, Tony, have you ever, um,
ever been out to UMP plant?

Uh, no, I haven't.

Been hearing some mixed things
about the place.

I've heard all sorts of nasty
stuff goes on there.

You have?

Like what?

I don't know, um, just have a
friend who used to work there.

And, uh, he used to tell me
all sorts of things.

Did you know that's where
the Big Ones come from?

Well, this was
a long time back, I mean...

Look, my friend could have been
full of shit.

Yeah, 'cause I was out there,
I mean, the place is...

It's spotless.

Yeah?
Oh, yeah.

It's hi-tech, state
of the art stuff.

Stainless steel everywhere,
people wearing gloves

and clean white coats,
I mean... (clucks tongue)

Yeah, might be
a lot different now.

So, um... the friend,
you think, I might

be able to give
him a call?

I don't know,
he split a long time ago.

I mean, I haven't really
talked to him.

You know, my wife's got
an uncle,

he can tell you all
about that place.

Does he work out there?

Oh, no, no, he used
to sell them cattle.

But he's a real
character, you know.

Been on the ranch
a little too long.

You think he'd talk to me?

Oh, he'll talk to you.

Might scare you, though.
He's a little intense.

Let me give you his number.

His name is Rudy.

(man shouting in Spanish)

(woman shouting in Spanish)

Hey. Hey!

What the fuck
are you doing?

The fuck?

Are you fucking retarded?

Say it. "Grade A."
Say it.

Grade A.

Thank you. I fucking
know you understand me.

You people act like
I'm a fucking retard.

Sí.
Get back to work.

Coco.

(Spanish-language hip-hop
playing)
(woman moaning)

(both moaning)

Yeah, like that,
like that.

Like that, like that...

Fucking...

(grunts)

(Coco moaning)

(Mike grunting)

You know, if that safe
at McDonald's

was holding six grand, Tony
must have at least five or six

locked away in there.

Maybe more.

Think he goes
to the bank every day?

That's a good question.

Tim says that
over where he works,

that they don't even
have a safe.

That's 'cause nobody
ever eats there, man.

Chicken fajita I
had the other night

was some slimy shit.

Yeah, well, there's a reason
why it only costs 99 cents.

There may be five or six grand

in Tony's safe every night

just sitting in there,
while we're out here

getting paid dick
to mess with this shit.

Yeah, no kidding.

And Tony's a real
prick, too, you know?

I always catch him
checking out Amber's ass.

He's, like, five
times her age.

Hey, the cops...

must have these places
totally staked out at night.

(whispering):
'Cause they're just
waitin' for another robbery.

The best time to do it

would be first thing
in the morning

around opening time.

Okay. Here's how it goes down.

We come in here first
thing in the morning.

Uh-huh.
It's still dark,
no traffic.

Everybody's feeling
calm and sleepy.

(imitates cocking gun)

We'll be takin' this
order to go, motherfucker.

If you've got
the balls, bitch.

(imitates gunshot)

DON:
Well, later today, I'm supposed

to go out to some ranch;
maybe that'll

be worth something.
I don't know.

Well, I'm meeting
with Harry on Friday.

(TV playing low)

So I should be back on Saturday.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
pu-put him on.

NARRATOR:
...forget the animal advocates,
but the disease that spreads...

Who's this?

Hello, Stevie.

(knocking)

(speaking Spanish)

(door beeps)

Couple of guys invited
me to a party at the U
on Saturday night.

You want to come?

Do they know
you go to Cody?

For some reason,
they think

I'm a freshman
in college.

(laughing):
Oh, I wonder why?

One of them
is really hot.

Oh... I gotta
work that night.

You work way too much.

* *

You the one that called?

Yeah, hi there. I'm Don.

Climb on over.

RUDY:
Ever been out here before?
Nope.

It's beautiful.

You ever been on a ranch before?

Yeah. When I was a kid.

At camp.

DON:
How, uh, how many
acres do you have, Rudy?

Well, you wouldn't
want to have to walk

your way out of here,
that's for sure.

Come on up and meet
my new neighbors.

Oh... no.

Aw, jeez.

When did all this happen?
The last couple of years.

Local ranchers lost
control of the land.

The banks took
it and sold it

to real estate
speculators.

What the hell
happened over there?

Meth freaks.

Out here?

They find a quiet,
little place,

start cooking till
something blows up

or burns down.
Wow.

Past year
and a half,

I've had two bodies
dumped on my land.

Dead bodies?

One of 'em was rolled up
in this nice-looking carpet.

Scared the shit out
of my foreman.

They've dumped
dead dogs and cats

and all other sorts
of garbage on my land.

Seems like I spend
half my time just

defending the place.

I gotta go to court next week

to fight off some
private corporation

from Denver that wants to build
a toll road across my land.

Eminent domain, my ass.

They've got another
word for it:

robbery.

You want to open
that up for me?

You should
get a clicker.

(laughs)

Hey, Rudy?

You know anybody over
at Uniglobe Meat Packing?

Sure.

What do you
think of 'em?

I think they're a fine bunch.

Really?

They'll slit your throat
for a nickel.

Nothing personal,

they just want
the extra nickel.

Well, who do you
know over there?

I know all of them.

I sold cattle to them

for years.
Oh.

More important,
I know their type.

They are the meanest,
toughest sons of bitches,

and they're proud of it.

But that's nothing new.

My granddad went up
against the meatpackers

in 1919.

Testified in Congress
about their price-fixing.

And after that, none of
'em would buy his cattle.

UMP and all the rest tried
to run him out of the business.

Okay, but that was
a long time ago.
Yeah.

And the big packers
are even worse today.

They're even bigger today.

Really?
And meaner.

Hell, ol' Dwight D. Eisenhower
would've shut 'em down.

He wouldn't have stood
for their crap.

Do you think they
would knowingly sell
us contaminated meat?

Oh, come on.

Workers are getting their arms
cut off over there.

You don't know
who you're dealing with.

No, no, I don't. Please help me.

I... I was at the plant,
it seemed clean to me.

They show you
the kill floor?

I don't know.
I saw a lot of things.

You'd remember.

You see any cattle getting
their heads cut off?

Were you walking
ankle-deep in blood?

(chuckles)

No.

So they didn't show
you a damn thing.

Okay, but how...

how would cow manure
get into the meat?

Rita?

(speaking Spanish)

No, no, thanks,
I'm fine.
You sure?

Yes, thank you.
I'll have some.

Hey, Rita, is your brother
still working over at UMP?

How's he doing?

Oh, he has a good job now.

He's a supervisor in trim.

Mr. Anderson here
would like to know

if the meat over there
is clean.

(laughs)

He wants to know
how cow manure

could ever possibly wind
up in his hamburger.

Well, there's lots of ways.

My brother used to work
at the gut table, and, you know,

they have to pull out
the intestines and the stomachs.

And they just
don't have enough time

to do it right.

The line is moving too fast,

so when they're pulling
the guts out

and they make a mistake,

all the poop and stuff
just pours out

all... all over the meat.

Okay, okay, okay, all right.

But really,
how often does that happen?

Every day.

We got any cookies
back there?

I'll bring a plate
of them.

Anything else
you want to know?

No, no, that's, uh,
plenty, thanks.

This isn't about good people
versus bad people.

It's about the machine
that's taking over this country.

It's like something
out of science fiction.

The land, the cattle,
human beings.

This machine don't give a shit.

Pennies a pound,
pennies a pound.

That's all it cares about.

A few more pennies a pound.

Sounds pretty bleak.

By the way, Don,

you seem like a nice fellow.

But the food your company sells
is crap.

Total crap.

Even when there isn't manure
in it.

(cigarette lighter clicking)

(Spanish hip-hop song plays)

* *

Eh?

Está.

Eh...

Sí.

Bueno...

(squeaks)

(shrieking)

(whimpering)

(shrieking continues)

(whimpers)

Andale.

(laughs)

MAN:
Thank God old Mr.
Nathan come in.

He took one look at me,
he said, "Harry, you are the

"scariest fucking clown
I've ever seen.

Take that off
immediately."

That was that.

I came about that close
to becoming the first Mickey,

which would have
been a disaster

because I'd have probably
killed somebody.

What do you think?

I know it's not Mickey's,

but it's good, right?
Good burger.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
it's-it's great.

Harry, what's going on
out at UMP?

Beg pardon?

Yeah, what's really going on
out there with the meat?

You're supposed to
be our conduit
to that place.

They didn't give you the tour?

Yeah, yeah.

Who took you through there?

Uh, Terry.

Oh, boy.

No, no, no,

he was... Listen, he was great.
He was fine.

I just... I've been talking
to a lot of people around town

and I've been hearing some bad
things about that plant.

Kind of things

they don't show you on the tour.

Sounds like they might be
running the production line

too fast, you know?
Hmm.

People are getting hurt
out there every day.

They're getting cut up.

One guy lost his entire arm.

These poor Mexicans,
they come over here

and UMP treats 'em
like shit.

And the meat, I gotta tell you
something, Harry,

the meat is filthy.

Do you know they got
untrained people working

at the gut table?

Really? The gut table?

Yeah. I mean,

Harry, there's shit in our meat.

WOMAN:
Harry!

Hi!

Hey.

I heard
you were here today.

How are you doing, huh?

I can't complain.

Good. Lisa, I want you
to meet Don Anderson.

He just came to the company
from CNN.

Hmm!
ESPN, actually.

Don is the inventor
of the Big One.
Really?

No, my, my team came up
with the name.

You're just being humble.

It's pure genius, Don.

Good name for a burger,
isn't it?

Sure is.

It's very nice
to meet you.

Can I get you
another Fat Tire?

I would love
another Fat Tire.

You want a beer, Don?

No, thanks.

Just one? Just one?

Hey...

Mm!

You know, I think there might
be a little bit of shit

right here in this meat.

Just a teeny little bit.
Microscopic.

Your tests say that the meat
we're getting from UMP is clean.

It's not. I've seen independent
tests that say

that it's not.

There's always been a little
shit in the meat.

You probably been eating it
your whole life.

Yeah. Well, I'd prefer not to,
Harry.

Well, I don't know who
you've been talking to, Don.

But there is absolutely nothing
illegal going on here,

okay?

Meat is supposed to be cooked,

and the grills at Mickey's are
calibrated carefully

to make sure it kills
every little bit

of the bad stuff
that's in there.

Yeah, that might be kinda tough
to explain to our customers.

Explain what?

Listen, there is cow shit
in our meat

because we're running
the line too fast.

Just cook it.
That's all you need to do.

You see, this is one of the
things that's just bugging me

about this country.

Really bugging me.

Americans have become
these, these, these great big

fraidy cats,
afraid of everything.

Everything got to be sterile
and germ-free.

Well, everybody needs
to grow up!

That's what they need.

You want to be safe, huh?

Perfectly safe?

Well, forget about it.

That's not gonna happen, okay?

Everybody just needs to get
that through their heads.

Just cook the meat
and you'll be fine.

I can't believe
I'm hearing this.

I mean, you've known
all about this?

I'm shocked.

Donny boy, you just
got to try and
step back

and look at
the big picture.

40,000 people die in automobile
accidents every year.

Does that mean Detroit should
stop making cars?

Does it?
Of course not.

(sighs)

You ever been down to Mexico?

What's that have
to do with anything?

It's beautiful
down there.

Really beautiful,
great beaches, gorgeous,

but poor, poor...

poorest fucking place
I've ever been, I think.

Guy down there makes
three, maybe four dollars a day.

A day, Don.

Now, that same guy,

he comes up here,
he gets a job working for UMP

making ten dollars an hour.

That's more money in one day
than he makes back home

in a whole month.

So, frankly, I don't see
the problem.

What he's making, these people
come up here, right?

Nobody's telling 'em
to come work for UMP.

Okay, okay,
but that's not the point.

And you know what?

I admire these people, okay?

I really do.

They're hard workers.

They're working hard

and they're trying to improve
their lives, okay?

Now, isn't that what
our ancestors did?

Isn't that what made
this country

the great country
that it is today, huh?

And you want to try
and stop 'em?

You want to tell 'em that
you know what's best for 'em?

Most people don't like to be
told what's best for 'em.

Well, what's going on
at UMP's unacceptable,

and I'm gonna have to tell
Jack about all this.

(chuckles)

Oh, gonna tell Jack, huh?

I've been working
for this company
almost 30 years.

Hell, I grew up right down
the street from the Nathan's

when we were all back in Muncie.

So here's my little piece
of friendly advice

to you, Donny boy.

I'd be careful how close
I got to Jack.

See, your boy Jack is about
this close to getting his tit

caught in the wringer.

He's under investigation,

okay?

Cooking the books,

padding his expense account.

Not to mention boning
his own secretary, okay,

and that is not the kind
of company

that we want to run.
Louise?

That's right.

Your buddy Jack's got two,

maybe three months
before he's out
the door.

Could be sooner.

He's sleeping with Louise?

And you know what, Don?

You should be thanking me,

instead of doing all this
complaining.

I negotiated
a hell of a good price

with UMP, okay?

I negotiated a great price
for your fuckin' meat.

Hell, if it weren't for me,

there wouldn't be
no Big One, Don.

I'd like to see you go and find
a supplier that will sell you

grade-A chuck
at 40 cents a pound.

I'd like to see that.

H-Have you ever met Louise?

Have I ever met her?

20 years ago
I gave her that job.

She was a good-looking woman

back then, too.
(sighs)

It is a sad fact
of life, Don,

but the truth is we all have
to eat a little shit

from time to time.

But just for the record,
I want you to know

I'm with you on this, okay?

I really am.

I'm gonna go down there.

I'm gonna see what the hell's
going on.

If I have to, I'm gonna
kick some ass.

You know what, Harry?

I don't think that's gonna
be good enough.

You seem like
a real bright guy, Don.

Hate to see you get caught up
in something

you couldn't get out of.

Give it some thought.

Why don't you take some
of these fries home with you?

I'm not gonna finish 'em.

(sighs)

No.

No, it's not that simple.

There is something
definitely weird

going on between Jack and Harry,

and either way
I can lose this job.

Either way.

(sighs)

No. No, we're not gonna
move again-- that's...

that's not gonna happen.

Well, just tell Jay
to wait a moment.

This is important.

Well, have him wait!

(sighs)

Yeah.

I'll... I'll talk to you later.

No, no. Look, Jack,
it's going great.

I, uh...
I've been out to the plant,

I spoke to some workers.

I-I even tracked down this...
this old rancher who's...

dealt with these guys
for years, so...

There's a lot of things, but...

Yeah, yeah, no,
of course I met with Harry.

Yeah, he's-he's a...

interesting guy--
you were right.

But I-I don't think that he's...

a crook.

Well, I don't know.

All right.

Then, uh...

I would probably recommend
we do...

some additional testing
in the near future...

see what that shows.

Yeah.

Will you be keeping this
on your American Express?

Sure.
I have

three pay-per-view movies
at $7.95 each.
Uh-huh.

Would you like to join
our Executive Guest
Advantage Program?
No.

Did you enjoy
your stay with us?

Not really.
Were you here
on business or pleasure?

Business.

Is there anything
we can do in the future

to make your stay with us
more enjoyable?

You can give me my bill.

Bye-bye, Mr. Anderson.
Have a great day.

* *

(indistinct chatter)

Thanks a lot.

Hi.

Have you guys decided
on anything?

Uh, two Chinese
chicken salad, please,

y two Coca-Colas, please.

Anything to start?

Okay. Uh, I'll be right back
with those... Cokes.

Oh.

Thanks.

Ah.

(typing)

(footsteps approaching)

Hey.

How was Roger?

* Roger is the
boringest person *

(both laughing)
* I have ever met... *

Ooh, sorry.

What are you up to?

Um, I'm writing
a biology paper.

Oh, what's it about?

History of genetics.

Mendel, that sort of thing.

When's it due?

Tuesday.

Next week.

Yeah. I just have a bunch
of stuff due before then.

Where did you come from?

I was never this good,

and your father, he was

a lazy asshole.

Mom!

What? He had other people
write his papers for him.

Mm. I bet you were
one of them. Hmm.

Screw you.
Hey!

(laughter)

(happy sigh)

We got a new shipment
of puppies today.

I want to take
them all home.

Don't. Mom...

Well, it's sad--
Loretta said that they just

make those cages big enough
to be legal

but small enough
so people will get
the puppies out of there.

When I left the store tonight,

I just wanted to open
all those cages

and let all those little puppies
run free!

Mom...

They are so cute.

Mom, I'm trying to work.

Okay.

But you have to come
and see them tomorrow.

(typing)

(laughing)

(laughing):
Too slow, Amber, too slow.

Take it easy!

Go to bed!

Mm!

(laughing)

(laughing, panting)

(laughing)

(children speaking Spanish)

COCO:

SYLVIA:

Hola. Hey.

It's me.

Mm...

Call me, ¿sí?

(sniffles)

...having a problem...

Uncle Pete! Hi!
Hey!

Hey!
Oh, God!

What is with
these uniforms?
Sorry, Pete.

We have jobs.

No, no, somebody put a blanket
on her, okay? All right?

I cannot believe
my beautiful Amber

is in a damn
Mickey's uniform.

No, I can't
look at you

in that thing.
Sorry, Pete,
that's what you wear

when you have
a real job.
You smell like chicken nuggets.

(gasps)
Okay? You do.

She has a job!
Yeah, well...

Give me a break!
All right,
all right, well,

except for the uniform--
let's see...

You're dumb.

You look great.

You do-- you
look fantastic.

Thank you.
It's great to see you.

Good to see you.

All right.
How long are you
here for?

Oh, just for the night--
I'm on my way up to Bozeman.

No, don't... I don't think
I can talk to you in that thing.

I really d...
Leave her alone!

Honey, you got
some homework?

Oh, not much.
Okay, why don't you

get it done, change your clothes
and go out with Uncle Pete?

'Cause I have a date
I can't break.

Had I known you
were coming...

What, you would've changed
your plans?

Mm, no.
Mm-hmm.

How's Gabe?
He's great.

He's walking and talking.

Hey, how's Michelle?

Mm...

Is that Mrs. Whiskers?

(laughing)

Check him out, check him out.

Oh, he's so big.

Right?

Here.

No, hey!
Oh!

(rock music playing)

(indistinct voices)

Man, this place is great.
Mmm...

Yeah. You are only allowed
to come here with me.

So, are you on the pill?

Um, no.

No? All right.
Do you have a boyfriend?

Not really.

I'm kind of in between.
Mm-hmm.

Well, they are circling
you like sharks.

All right, I don't want
to come back here

and find that you got, like,
a little baby fry cook

in the oven.
(groans):
You know what?

What?
I remember you taking me
to Mickey's when

I was a kid.
No.

Yes.
Did I? All right,
I was just being lazy.

I apologize, all right?
Now I hate everything
about the place.

Mom said it was a big deal
when the first Mickey's
opened here.

(sarcastically):
Oh, it was tremendous!

Nah, it was--
I mean, you know...

Cody was on the map.

The-the-the first one
didn't bother me.

It was just the 400th
that started to, you
know, get under my skin.

Well, I need the money.

Do you?
I really do.

Hmm, there's no
other jobs, right?

You tried ASPCA?
You tried the Park Services?

You tried day care, right?

Nobody around here needs their
kids to be taken care of?

(sighs)

It was the first
job I could find.
Uh-huh.

I mean, a friend
of mine worked there.

What do you want to hear?

I'm not
criticizing you.

All right?
I think you are great.

I just want to know
your timeline for
getting out of here.

I want to go to college.

Good.

I'm thinking Oregon

or Montana.

Hmm, what you gonna study?

I don't know.
I want to...

I want to write.

I like photography.

But I think

I want to study science and...
aeronautical engineering.

Aeronautical
engineering?
Yeah.

I mean, if I could do
anything in the world,

I'd be an astronaut.

All right, well,
fucking-A do it.

Okay.
Okay, but you need

to get out of here
to do that.

Was it hard leaving Cody
back when you were a teenager?

No. Not for me.

Your mom, though,
that was a different story.

I was on the way.

That cuts down
on your options.

Mm-hmm, that is why, if by the
age of 21, you have not

missed one
menstrual cycle,

I will give you $1,000.

Will you shut up? Okay?

I am not talking
to my uncle about sex.

Okay. I read this study
the other day about, uh...

people who are happiest
with their lives.

And the ones who have followed
their passion, right--

even if they weren't, you know,

technically successful,
all right--

when they were looking
back at their life,

they had fewer regrets.

You know, they felt
their life had
been more fulfilling.

Yeah. That makes sense,
I guess.

Yeah, it does.

So bottom line is
do not listen to me.

Do not listen
to your mother.

Listen to yourself.

I mean, if you want
to be like everybody else,

just do what everybody's
telling you to do.

And what about you?

Are you doing what
you always wanted to do?

Well, if I jump back
to when I was your age,

no, I don't think
I would be wildly
impressed.

All right? I don't. I...

But, you know,
I'm all right
with what I'm doing.

And, you know,
I'm really all right
with what I'm not doing.

Is that your move?

Yeah.

Fuh-bop!

Dang it.

Yeah. So...

Hello.

Amber, why are you still up?

Well, why do you
have my poncho on?

It's fine.

How was it, hmm?

(sighs)

Well, she's home fairly early,
if that signifies anything.

Oh, no, no, no.
It doesn't mean anything.

Your mother...

She's amazing.

You wouldn't believe what she
could get accomplished

in a short period of time.

She's...
Screw you both.

(gasps)

Hey, Sis. Sis?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey!

So what would you say?

Is Cody
a better town today,

or back when we were kids?

Well, I know what
you would say.

What?

Your uncle hates
everything, Amber.

You know, I actually
think it's better now.

There's more
stuff to do.

Oh, yeah. There's more to do.

You got Wal-Mart, the Kmart,
and the Target, right?

I mean, you got Chuck E. Cheese,
you got Taco Bell, you got

Arby's, you got

Mickey's, you got Denny's,

you've got, uh,
Chili's, you

got Applebee's,
you got Wendy's,

you got Hardee's. Right? You got

the KFC,

the IHOP.
(screams)

Do they still have
that Der Weinerschnitzel?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, thank God it's still hanging
in there! You know?

I mean, I don't know about you
guys, but I could just piss away

a whole Sunday afternoon
at the Sunglass Hut.

You know, spend the whole...
Oh! Have you ever been
to the Sunglass Hut?

No. I never have.
I'm not trying to come off

like some Polly Perfect
here, all right?

I mean,
I'm going to make some cabinets

for some rich New York
investment banker fuck

who probably spends two weeks
a year at his Montana ranch,

so don't listen to me.

Oh, I'm not.
I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to your
daughter, and I'm
probably just going through

some full-of-shit,
early-middle-age period.

I don't think
you're full of shit.

Thank you.
Thank you.
She's so nice.

What happened to you?

No, no, no, sweetheart.

Don't contradict
your mother.

He is full of shit.
Uh-huh.

Look, I don't
waste a lot of time

thinking about this stuff.
Oh...

Democrats, Republicans--

they're all crooks.

This is why revolutions
are meant for the young.

If you don't do it now,
you're never gonna.

Uniform, uniformity.
Conform, conformity.

Monogamy, monotony.

No wonder you're
not still married.

Hey.
Stupid, stupidity.

Yeah, look. Hey, the facts
are not always friendly.

Listen to who's giving
the lecture here, Amber.

Your uncle
did not finish college.

Jesus!
Okay!

Oh!

He lived in a camper

for 18 months.

An Airstream!

This is not a role model.

Remind me to deprogram you
after he leaves.

Hey, Mom said you got
kicked out of college.

Oh, well, thanks, Mom.

Yeah. Your mug shots
were in all the papers!

Yeah, with eight
others, all right?

I was at Colorado
University, right?

We were the CU Nine.

Yeah, that notorious band

of Midwestern white
freedom fighters!
Don't...

Look. No, no, no, no, no.
We took over

the chancellor's office,
all right? We were protesting

the college's investment
in South Africa.

So what happened?

All right. Well,
so after about four hours,

they come bursting through this
barricade that we built...

Okay, that was
two chalkboards.

It's not two chalkboards,
all right?
It was, too!

We had a bunch of rope
with some chairs...

Look, they practically
beat the shit out
of all of us, all right?

They treated us
like a band of terrorists.

You got your
little ass kicked
out of college,

which he
never finished...
Big deal.

And it cost our dad $2,000
in legal fees.

Which I eventually
paid him back.

Anyway, meanwhile,
cut to...

About a year later,
the college divests

all its holdings
in South Africa

and a little while after that,
Nelson Mandela is a free man.

All because
of the CU Nine... Nine... Nine!

No, nobody said that.
Nobody even thought that.

All right? The point is that,
you know,

if enough people
start thinking about something,

and trying to actually
do something,

you can change things
for the better.

I believe that.

Well, I hope
they can change
for the better.

No, don't just hope.
You know, you can't
just sit back and hope.

You have to do something.

In a town like this,
hope will kill you.

It's your move.

(speaking Spanish)

Ah...

Hey, hey, hey!
You fucking crazy? Huh?

Everybody else,
stop fucking smiling,

and get back to work!

Coco...

(Coco moaning)

Coco?

Coco?

She okay?

She needs

to start sleeping at night.

So do you.

How's Stan's
back doing?

He complains about
it all the time,

but he's fine.

Well, say
hello for me.

As for this
little lady,

she's got about an hour or
so left on her shift,

so...
She'll make it.

All right. Let's go.

Andale.

You've been a bad girl.

Chill out, okay?

Touch her again,
and I'll kill you. Hmm?

I mean it.

(Coco snorting)

Think about it.

All that surveillance
equipment they have here?

They say it's
for our safety.

But those cameras are

pointed right at us.

Monitoring us.

Making sure we don't
steal shit and stuff.

Yeah, you know, I always wonder

whose job it is
to watch those monitors.

'Cause you don't see anyone
around here doing that.

I think they just
record everything,

in case something happens.

It's probably all
getting fed back

to the national
headquarters.

Yeah, like our cash registers.

What about them?

You don't know about that?

Uh-uh.

Oh, man. Okay.

First thing I do
whenever I start my shift

is type in the last four digits
of my social security number

then log in.
Mm-hmm.

From then on, they keep track
of every keystroke.

Really?

Yeah. They keep
a record.

They know exactly
how many orders of fries

I've sold this month,
everything.

And I even have to put in

a little code
with each person's order

saying their approximate age
and ethnicity.

(laughing)

They don't even know.

You know, that is fucking evil.

Well...

that's Mickey's
for you.

(rock music playing)

(indistinct voices)

Man... when we came here, we
sat right over there.

Was it, like, full?

Yeah, it was
really full.

There was this
band that played.

Pretty good.
Yeah, hey,
look, just ask.

Mm-hmm.
Don't worry.

All right.
Casual.

Got it.

Nothing...

Hi.
Hi.

Were you here
the other night?

Yeah.

Who was that guy
that was with you?

Uh, my uncle?

Oh, my God.

(laughter)

We were trying to
figure that one out.

He's hot, okay?
Oh.

(laughter)

No, he's my uncle.

I'm Andrew,
this is Alice.

I'm Amber.
Kim.

Andrew. Kim?
Nice to meet you.

You, too.
Hey.

Well, um, we're all heading
over to The Lookout for a party,

if you guys want to come.

The Lookout?
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.

You know that
road behind campus.

You just take that up Mount
Cody for, like, a mile.

It's right there.
You know?

Oh! Right, yeah.

Should be fun.

All right, maybe
we'll see you then.

Yeah.
Make it out there?

Okay. See you there.
All right.

(rock music blaring)

(indistinct voices)

'Cause there is no way
you can make sense of
it all on your own.

The lies are too big,
they're too ingenious,

they're too interconnected
with one another,

and they know if the
lies are repeated

over and over
and over again,

people are finally
gonna have to believe it.

And we do!

Yeah.

Like, have you guys read that
book Crimes Against Nature?

ANDREW:
Title says it all.

ALICE:
Exactly.

Read that book.

It's talking about how,
right now,

they've got
the logging companies

and the timber companies
chopping down all the trees

in the national forests,

but they're saying it's the
"healthy forest" program.

Yep. And they got
the coal companies

running our
"clean air" plan.

ALICE:
I mean,

how do they announce that stuff
in public without cracking up?

I gotta hand it
to them, though--

genius fuckin' marketers.

And they're extremely
well-organized,

so we need to be, too.

KIM:
Amber!

ALICE:
Yeah, and these guys
see themselves

Come here!
as big-time
righteous Christians.

ANDREW:
Well, what would
Jesus do?

Hey.

What's going on?

I met these really cute guys.

They want to meet you.

Well... (sighs)

I'm hanging out
with these guys.

They're so boring.

I don't want to
leave just yet.

Why?

I don't know.

Don't worry about it.

I'll catch up
with you later.

Hey, Brian.
Hey.

What are you
doing here?

(knocking)
Tony?

Hey, Amber.

Uh... Tony...

Yeah?

I don't think I can
work here anymore.

Is everything okay?

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

What do you want to do?

You want to cut back
on the hours?

Maybe try another shift?

No.

Did something happen?

Anybody giving you
a hard time?

No.

What's up?

Talk to me.

I just... I can't
work here anymore.

It feels wrong.

BRIAN:
How is it wrong?

The job sucks, but that
doesn't mean it's wrong.

Brian...

Listen, Amber, you're one of
my best associates, okay?

We're starting to talk
about you--

management material.

Okay? You're about
to turn 18 pretty soon.

We're expanding. We got a
lot of opportunities here.

Look, think about this.

I just want to do
something else.

Okay. I mean,

is something wrong
with this place?

It kind of doesn't
feel real.

I mean... it's
not your fault.

It's just, this place is like
a thousand other places.

I mean, they're all...
it's identical.
Right.

Okay, Amber, you want
reality, you got it.

Good-bye.

Tony, I'm sorry; this has
nothing to do with you.

I'm really
disappointed, Amber.

Really disappointed.

Me, too.

I'm... sorry.

TONY:
You can pick up your
check next Thursday.

You want a coffee
freezer for the road?

Okay.

(loud clank)

Oh... Oh! Oh!

(screaming)

Francisco!

¡Corta la corriente!

(yelling)

(yelling)

(yelling in Spanish)

¡Rapido!

(alarm blaring)

Raul, hombre...
¿Que paso?

(groans)

Okay, no te muevas,
no te muevas, ¿eh?

(speaking Spanish)

Sylvia...

(clears throat)

(sighs)

Ah, Sylvia.

I'm Tom Watson,

Human Resources.

¿Como está?

How is he?

Oh, well, he's got
a few cracked ribs,

a pretty bad concussion...

and he has a disc in
his lower back that's hurt.

But that could've been
a problem before the accident.

(translator
speaking Spanish)

¿Va estar bien?

She says if he's
going to be all right.

Oh, well, it's going
to be real sore,

but, yeah, he's
gonna be okay.

(translator speaking Spanish)

Now, look, I want you
to tell her that I have

some unpleasant news
that we need to discuss.

(speaking Spanish)

¿Que pasa?

Raul tested positive
for methamphetamine.

(speaking Spanish)

Uh.... ¿Amphetamina?

TOM:
It's an illegal drug.

It appears he was
using drugs on the job.

(speaking Spanish)

And this could've
caused the accident.

(speaking Spanish)

No les creo.

She says she
doesn't

believe you.

Well, tell her this:
Tell her that UMP

is committed to a
drug-free workplace

and if you break the rules,
it endangers others.

Tell her that.

(speaking Spanish)

Pero Raul nunca
ha usada drogas.

She says Raul has
never used any drugs.

Well, look, I can show her
the result of the blood test.

(speaking Spanish)

No les creo.

She doesn't
believe us.

I'm sorry
about your husband.

(sniffling)

(crying quietly)

* *

The problem is,
at this very moment,

there's about a hundred
thousand cattle

in the UMP feedlot that's right
outside of Cody.

It's one of the biggest
feedlots in the world.

Each one of those cows

puts out 50 pounds of piss
and shit every day.

Fifty pounds each.

ALICE:
Lovely.
Yeah, I know so,

that UMP feedlot produces more
waste every single day,

than all of the people in,
in Denver combined.

ALICE:
That's gross.
Yeah.

And the waste from UMP's feedlot
it's not going to some hi-tech

treatment plant, you know.

It's being pumped
into these lagoons

which are these just great big
ponds of piss and shit

and these great big shit
ponds are leaking shit

into Payton Creek,

which eventually ends
up in the river.

I mean you should
see it, UMP's cattle

they're all just
crammed together,

living in their own manure,

eating this genetically
engineered crap

that's being dumped into
these concrete troughs for them.

It's like prison camps
for cows.

You wouldn't believe it.
You can smell it

like three miles away.

So Professor Cohen...

is going to help us coordinate
a letter writing campaign.

Not only to the State Water
Quality Board,

but to various editorial
organizations, hopefully to...

Are you kidding me?

Excuse me?

You guys are going
to write a letter.

That's company's the meanest
fucking company

I've ever seen.

They treat their workers
like shit,

they treat the animals
like shit.

They're dumping tons
of shit and piss

into our river, and you guys are
going to write a letter?

Yes, Paco.

As an official warning,

to be followed by a
campus wide boycott

of everything that comes out
of that place.

The governor

got $200,000 from UMP

last year.

Kathy Crawford--

head of the Environmental
Committee in the State Senate...

...she's married
to a UMP top exec.

And you guys are going
to write a letter.

What a fucking waste of time.

Listen, you have got
to start somewhere

in raising awareness.

This is bullshit,

this Environmental Policy
Discussion Group.

Even our name sucks.

You just make this up
so you can put it on

your grad school applications,
Andrew?

Do you have a better
idea, Gerald?

Excuse me. I'm sorry. Paco?

Fuck you, man.

Are you just here
to be the self-
righteous critic, man?

I don't know, man.

Action speaks louder.

I'm tired of nice people
sitting around talking

and complaining
while the bad guys

get to do whatever
the fuck they want!

I want to see some action.

We all do, dude.

That's what
we're doing here.
Those Greenpeace dudes,

they put their asses
on the line.

That's exactly what
we should do.

You said that
there's, like,

a hundred thousand
cows, right?

Uh, roughly.

Well,

what if we cut the fence

and let them out?

Let them run free?

I mean, that, that might get
some attention.

See? That's the kind of shit
I'm talking about.

What's your name?

Amber.

Beautiful, Amber.

Well, think about it.

I mean, if you
suddenly had
thousands

and thousands of cows, you know,
wandering free

wandering back to the prairie
where they belong,

causing traffic jams,
blocking the highway...

reminding people

that cows aren't
supposed to be penned up
and treated that way.

You know,
that's a really good idea,

because then we could issue
a press release with our demands

showing what a disaster
that company is

and what we're gonna do next.

We, we can do all this.

I'm just,
I'm warning you guys

that right now
in this country,

any destruction of private
property along these lines

can be considered in violation
of the Patriot Act.

It can be considered
an act of terrorism.

You can go to prison
for, like ten years.

Yeah, that's a bunch
of bullshit.

I know, I know.

We have entered a whole new era
where they can search your house

without a warrant, they can,
they can put you in jail

without a trial.

Eco-activists that have
never harmed another human being

are considered by our government
to be more of a threat

to national security
than all these right-wing,

Timothy McVeigh militia types.

Well, right now, I can't think
of anything more patriotic

than violating the Patriot Act.

(electronica playing in
distance)

(shuts off stereo)

This industry's fucked.

There's rumors
UMP's planning to sell
the plant or shut us down.

They got plants
all over the U.S.,

fucking Canada.

If the Cody plant don't start
pulling its weight,

yeah, they'll shut us down.

Don't matter we been here
35 fucking years.

They don't give a fuck
about Cody

and they sure as shit
don't give a fuck about me.

(heavy breathing)

(Tony grunting)

(cattle lowing)

(grunts)

Jesus, fuck!

This is taking forever, man.

Always cut fences.

That's the golden rule.

That's good.
Come on, buddies.

Come on, babies,
run for it!

Let's go. Come on!

Let's go!

Watch you don't step
in the shit.

Come on, babies,
run for it!

Let's spread out.
Guys, come on.

All right, let's get
a move on. Come on.

Come on. Here you go.

Come on.
Come on.
Here you go!

Come on.
This way. This way.
Right there.

Come on.
They're not doing anything.

Come on. This way!

Get 'em over here.
Come on, baby, let's go.

Come on.
Go out that way.
Go out that way.

(cattle lowing)

(makes kissing sound)

Why won't they go?!

ANDREW:
What the fuck is wrong
with them?

PACO: Hey, get your
asses in gear!

How stupid are they?

Show them there's a hole
in the fence.

I don't think they can see it.

Come on. Lookit.

Look, there's no fence.

Run! Come on! No fence!

Come on!
Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Over here.
This way!
No fence,
you fucking morons!

Whoa! That motherfucker
almost just gored me, man!

(chuckles)

Don't you want to be free?

It's wide open! Go!

They're gonna kill you!

They're gonna kill every
single one of you!

Car!

ALICE:
Oh, shit!

Time to...
Time to go!

Time to go.

Come on! Let's get
out of here!

Come on, don't you want to be
free?

Don't you want to be free?

ALICE:
Come on!
ANDREW:
Amber!

ALICE:
Come on, Amber!

PACO:
Car's that way, Andrew.

Come on, Amber!

We gotta hit the road!

Let's go!
(groans)

Move!

Come on! Come on!

Let's go!

(cattle lowing)

(knocking at door)

What a fuckin' fiasco.

Well, look, nobody
got arrested.
Nobody got hurt.

Yeah, and we
learned something.

Yeah?

Don't try something
unless you know

what the hell you're doing.

Next time we bring
cattle prods.

That was our only mistake.

Oh, yeah, that's a good one.

Paco, ace cattle rustler
from New Jersey.

Fuck you!

At least we tried, man.

Better than sitting
on our asses.

AMBER:
I just don't
understand.

I mean, why would they want to
stay in there?

ALICE:
Well, let's face it.

Cows aren't the brightest
animals.

ANDREW:
Who knows?

Maybe it's easier in there.

They get all the food they want.

I bet that genetically
engineered shit

tastes a lot better than grass.

I think they're just scared.

Yeah, so was Andrew. Did you see
how fuckin' fast he ran?

ANDREW:
Oh, yeah, yeah.

And you were right
behind me, fucker.

I don't know.

How come in real life
the bad guys always win?

ANDREW: Well, you know,
they do until they don't.

(announcer speaking Spanish)

(announcer speaking Spanish)

(grunts)

(toilet flushes)

(cart rumbling)

Last night, hombre.

(mooing)

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Okay, Mike.

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...which all adds up
to us believing

that next quarter will be
the best time

to introduce
a major new product.

And along those lines, um...

Don, you want to take it
from here?

Yeah.

Um, well, as you all know,
The Barbecue Big One's

been testing off the charts
for months.

And I really feel like

the marketing department's
nailed the campaign, Jack.

So, it's obviously
time for the big launch.

And... we couldn't
be more ready to go.

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