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- Welcome to Lil' Piggies.

What looks good in
the trough today?

- Hi, let me get two
number six combo meals.

One with fries. One with rings.

And both with Dr. Blancos

and then, uh...

I just remembered
it's my birthday,

so I want my free shake.

Vanilla.
- Next window, please.

- Bro, what goes on
in your head, dude?

You're so fucking random.

- Honestly, dude, we
should film this shit

and put it on my Instagram.

- Oh, my God. People
would lose their minds.

- Shh, shh, shh.

Hi there.

- Oink, oink, piggies.
It's feeding time.

I got two number sixes and
one free birthday shake.

Can I see your ID?
- Uh, like, why?

- I need to check if it's
really your birthday.

- No way. Fuck you. Just
give me my free shake.

- Dude, you think you're the
first person to try this shit?

- The free shake promotion is

only for our loyal
birthday piggies.

Proof of birthday is required.

If you're lying about
your birthday because of

the stigma surrounding food
insecurity, please note that

Lil' Piggies now accepts
food stamps and EBT payments.

- Food stamps?

So... so... so you're
calling me poor?

Turn that shit off.
- Dude, I'm just reading

the thing they tell me to read.

- So you think I can't
afford a milkshake.

'Cause they're $3.

- Then why you want a free one?

- Because I'm doing a
joke. Because I'm smart.

I drive a fucking Escalade

in case you haven't
noticed, dipshit.

- This kid has a condo.

No fucking mortgage. Fuck you.

- Dude, I can't even
put a free shake

into my screen unless
I scan your ID.

- You know what? You
have ruined enough

of my birthday as it is.
Just gonna pay for my shake.

You happy now?
- Nazi.

- Literally.
- Fuck.

Uh... hmm.

This isn't strawberry.

- You said vanilla.
- No, I said strawberry,

and I don't want
this shit, so...

- Sixth fucking shake
I've been hit with.

Worked here two fucking weeks.

- Thank you so much.

Could we have two
barbeque sauces please?

- Of course.

- Oh, this motherfucker.

Calvin, I'm taking my break.

- Go on and pull in here
and park around the back.

- Oh, hey, Ray-Nathan's truck.

They're back.

Do you want to tie me up or...

- No, honey, it's fine.

You ain't got to worry
about Ray-Nathan.

- Oh, okay.

I guess I'm just thinking about

when he hid in my
backseat to kidnap me.

- Don't let his size fool you

or his tattoos or
his opiate problem.

He's just a big, old kid.

- Yeah?
- Yo, Donnie, what's up?

It's Shayla.
- What the fuck, Shayla?

You're gonna call me
after your little friend

came into my garage and
beat the shit out of Paulie?

He had to cancel his vacation.

Disney fucked him
on his deposit.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Look, if you want your
revenge, here's your chance.

I just need you to tell
me how to steal a Kia.

- Uh, guys, this
is a lot of blood.

Wow. More and more.

- What the fuck was
that, Ray-Nathan?

Are you trying to kill Mom?
- I had to stop her.

She's gonna get us
all sent to jail.

- Nobody's going to jail.

Cousin Tyler basically

runs the sheriff's
station, remember?

And he still owes me
from that hand job.

- Cousin Tyler got fired, Natty.

- What?
- Yeah, he was stealing drugs

from the evidence
lockup then the idiot

did them on the way home.

Crashed his cruiser
into a synagogue.

- Why didn't anybody
tell me that?

- Because I didn't
want her to know!

And you're bad at secrets.

- My therapist says I put
people at ease by sharing.

- And by giving them hand jobs.
- Oh, yes, Ray-Nathan.

I love easily because
I want to be loved.

Doctor Amanda says
it's all connected.

- I really think she needs
to go to the hospital.

I can call an ambulance.
- No, I'll drive her.

No, you fucking won't.

You dumbass.

Set off the fucking car alarm.

- I'm the dumbass.
- Yeah.

- The only one in this
family thinking straight.

This whole thing's been
bungled from the jump.

You kidnap rich people.
Duponts and shit.

These aren't
successful businessmen.

They're losers like us.
Mama must've been smoking...

- I can't understand you.

- Thought she'd get a dime
out of Craig fucking Foster.

- Well, what are
we supposed to do?

- Wash our hands and walk away.

We kill her, torch her car,
act like it never happened.

- Her DNA is all over this club.

That bird has been
picking at her hair

and making nests out
of it everywhere.

- Then we burn this useless
place to the ground.

Start fresh.

You know I got my five-year
plan to get us into fentanyl.

That's the future.

- Run.

Run!

Run.
- Motherfucker.

Mama! Mama!

- Oh, my God.
- Yeah, I found the yellow.

Nothing's fucking happening.
- Shayla?

Shayla!
- Oh, fuck, Donnie.

I gotta go.
- Shayla!

The yellow isn't wor...

Oh, hell yeah.
- Shayla! Shayla?

No. Wait. Wait.

No.

- Fuck you, Jillian.
This is what you get.

Oh, shit.
- Fuck.

- Fuck, fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck, fuck.

This is your car,
Jillian. I'm not liable.

I don't know this person.

You can't prove
I was driving it.

I actually, I walked here.

What the fuck?

- Jillian.

Jillian.

Jillian.
- Sir. Sir.

You can't just come in
here. You gotta calm down.

- My friend is here somewhere.
She called me to come get her.

- What's her name?
- Craig.

- Jillian.
- Over here.

Oh, thank God.

I knew you said you were fine,
but I had to see for myself.

I really thought you were dead.
- Craig, I'm okay now.

You don't have to worry anymore.

Although it is nice
to hear you so upset.

Do you want to talk
a little bit more

about how sad you were?

- Honestly, it felt like I
was missing a part of my body.

- Wow.
- Just total numbness.

- Oh, I love that.

- I didn't know how
I was gonna go on.

- A real what's the
point situation.

- I'm just so sorry
I got you into this.

- No, it's fine. I knew
you would come save me.

That's the only thing
that got me through it.

Except you didn't save her.

I had to step in and
take care of business.

- No, no, no, no. You
were stealing her car

and you ran over
a guy on accident.

You don't get to play hero.
- Yes, she does.

If it wasn't for her,
I wouldn't be alive.

- Yeah. What now, motherfucka?

- Fine.

Thank you, Shayla,
for saving my friend.

I guess I misjudged you.
- And?

- Can we talk about
this later, Jillian?

- You promised.

- And if you're interested,

I'd like...
- Love.

- Love to give you
your old job back.

- Is that all?

- I'll have the port-a-potty
cleaned every week.

Even though I shouldn't
be responsible for

a Tasmanian devil absolutely
leveling it with shit nonstop.

- Well, I'm not coming back.
Not with that attitude.

Okay, I tried.

Fine.

You go the normal amount.
- Thank you.

That's all you had to
say. I'll take the job.

- Great. I'm so thrilled.
Now, can we please leave?

I don't want to be here
when Sheriff Boone shows up

and lets his
cousins out of jail.

- I forgot to tell
you, we don't have to

worry about that
anymore. He got fired.

- Wait, they didn't
have protection?

So then what
happens to them now?

- Hi, sweetie.
- Hi, Jackie.

How's your head?
- It's fine. Why?

- Well, your son tried to
kill you with a bottle.

If he really wanted to kill
me, he'd'a used a brick.

- Oh.

- He loves Mama. He
wouldn't brick Mama.

- So you're not mad at him?
- Course I'm fucking mad.

But he's my son,
so I forgave him

and, you know,
maybe the dipshit'll

actually read a
fucking book in prison.

- How long do you
have to be in for?

- Ten years.

Five with good
behavior, so you know,

probably the ten.

- Jackie, I'm so sorry.

- It's okay.

There's a silver lining.

I got the lab results
from my colonoscopy.

I got cancer.

- Oh.

See, in Australia, silver
lining means a good

or positive thing.
- That's what this is.

When you're locked up,

the state has to provide
treatment for you.

- I don't know
much about prisons,

but amazing medical care

isn't the first thing
that comes to mind.

- Well, in my book,
free medical care

is amazing medical care.

And if I never have to speak
to that fucking Lorraine

from COBRA again,
it's a happy ending.

- But you had to be in prison.

- It's a happy ending, Jillian.

- A happy ending. I'm
so thrilled for you.

- Can I ask you something?

Why didn't you run away from me
when I skipped my colonoscopy

when you could've?
- I don't know.

Um...

you're very scary to me, and

it seemed like you maybe
needed someone there with you.

- You're a nice kid, Jillian.
- Thank you.

- Too nice.
- I'm so sorry.

- The world is
gonna eat you alive

if you don't stop letting
yourself get pushed around.

- Yo, Agent B.

Been meaning to give you a call.

- What the fuck is happening
at the Lamonca group, Isaiah?

The board just forced
Rodney to step down.

I mean, I am watching
shit hit the fan here

and now I have a mouth
full of monkey fudge.

- I... I don't know
what that means.

- It means that you gave
the dongle to your brother.

It means that you
fucked me on this.

- Yeah, I probably
should've told you,

but I don't want to be
an FBI informant anymore.

- You're a criminal, Isaiah.

You don't get to decide to
stop being an informant,

in the same way that I don't
get to decide to stop being bi.

I told my father that.

God, I am gonna put you
in jail so fucking hard.

- Well, you gonna have
to catch me first.

- You know, I'm
the FBI, dipshit.

We get $10 billion a year

to track down weasel
fucks like you.

- Is that so?
- Sounds like you're driving.

You know, what if I just
put facial recognition

through every single interstate
camera in the country, huh?

- You should definitely do that.

- Isaiah...
- All right.

- Isaiah, don't
fucking hang up on me.

- See you around, B.
- Isaiah, don't hang up.

- Done. You two are
officially once again

the sole owners of Henry's Farm.

Good riddance to that shit pit.

- I mean, it is
our lifelong dream.

- Cool dream...
and maybe one day

you can win $5,000
on a scratch ticket.

- I know you're being mean,

but honestly, that
would be such a thrill.

I have come close so many times.

Sorry to interrupt.

Finished that report.
It's in your inbox

if you want to check it out.
- Yeah, I know. I'll get to it.

- Rodney?
- What?

- You're working for Prada
even after she betrayed you?

I thought you'd be angry.
- You fucking kidding me?

I couldn't be more proud.

To think that that little
killer came from my nuts.

- Aw, it brought you
two closer together.

- Oh and it's good
that she's close.

Because now, when
she's not looking,

I'm gonna slide a knife
in between her ribs

and take back what's mine.

- I'd like to see
you try, old man.

- Who was that? What
was... who's talking?

All I see is an empty chair

because you're
already fucking dead.

I'm gonna wear basketball
shorts to your funeral

and dunk on your fucking grave.

- Love you, Dad.
- Love you, too, kiddo.

I'll see you at home.

- Mm.

- I'm so happy to
be standing here.

Second chances are
a beautiful thing.

- Henry's Farm 2.0
is gonna be a place

where we treat each
other like family.

And not like a family
that's mean to you and says,

"Oh, if you're hungry, just
heat up a can of chili."

But then makes chicken and rice

for their dogs right
in front of you.

- Talking about your family?
- Maybe.

Well, well, well.

- God damn it.
- I hope you got room

in this little family
of yours for...

For one more, huh?

Hello.

Hola.

Hermanos.
- Brock, everybody.

- Yeah.

My old friends, congratulations.

You've been served.

- I don't understand
what's happening.

- Your ass is getting sued
because Craig promised me

a part of the farm and
then he never paid up.

- That's not true, is it, Craig?

- No. I mean...
- It is true.

I'm planning on proving it

'cause I got the best
fucking lawyer there is.

Meet Dean Trovia.

- We actually already
know each other.

- Yeah, last time
we saw this guy,

he was literally
running away from us.

- Because I wasn't
gonna win that case.

It's like my mom
always used to tell me.

No one wants to
dance with a loser.

- Well, you're not gonna
win this case either.

- Uh, yeah we are.

If we weren't, I'd be out
of here so freaking fast.

- Bet not that fast.

- Want to see fast?

I have evidence that proves

you made a binding
verbal agreement.

There were a lot of people
filming at that party.

- You're bluffing. Look
at how much you sweating.

- This? This is
just baseline sweat.

This is where I
start.

- That's right.

- But doesn't have
to be that way.

All your problems vanish
if you just sign this.

Oops. Sorry. It's
hard with the casts.

Oops.

- God damn it, just...

This contract gives
me my 5% of the farm,

which you promised.

- I didn't promise you anything.

- Yes, you did, you looked me
right in the eye and said it.

- What are you talking
about? You can't prove it.

- I'm talking
about the fact that

I let you inside my socket.

I see who you are, Craig Foster.

- Jillian, what are you doing?

Can you guys give us a second?

You signed this shit?
What the fuck, Jillian?

- Fair is fair. You
promised him, right?

You had a deal.
- No.

I mean, I don't think so.

There was a lot
going on that night.

- I know Brock; he
wouldn't have helped us

unless he was getting
something in return.

- Okay, fine, maybe we
had an informal deal,

but he was taking
advantage of me

when I was worried about you.

He's not a good guy.

This is very basic
dog-eat-dog stuff.

- But, like, dogs
shouldn't eat dogs, right?

- Uh...
- No.

When a dog eats another
dog, people freak out.

- Ha! Got you assholes.

- Shit, shit, shit.

We just recorded that
whole confession.

You two are even
dumber than I thought.

- The party video was a
bluff, but now you're screwed.

Say cheese...

- Oh.
- Shit.

- Um, I'm gonna call
911 on your phone.

- Oops, I accidentally
deleted the recording.

- Craig!
- I'm calling. I'm calling.

- Todd! Um...
- Isaiah.

And it's been two
months like I promised.

Here I am.
- Hey, babe.

Everything okay?

- Tall Caleb?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What are you doing?

- Delivering the
berries we owe you.

- No. No, no, no, no. We
had a contract months ago

and you ghosted me.
- We're so sorry.

That wasn't our choice. Our
farm got stolen from us.

- But we heroically
wrestled back control

and we have one
truckload of berries,

which are yours
if you want them.

- Normally, I'd tell
you to get lost, but

the truth is, is we need
saw palmetto berries.

Now more than ever.
- Why more than ever?

- It's crazy, but there's
all these podcasts

and videos on YouTube saying

that saw palmetto
prevents prostate cancer.

It's insane, right?

- Whoa, that's... yeah.
- That's crazy.

- That's crazy.
- It is amazing

that people can be that
stupid, but their money's good,

so I need all the
berries I can get.

- Sounds like this is
gonna be the start of

a long and fruitful...

Oh, my God! Don't touch it!

- What's going on?
- Holy shit, it's huge.

- What the fuck?
- What is that?

Oh, shit.

- What the heck is that?
- I think it's just a beetle.

A harmless beetle.
Probably one of yours.

- It's a giant
African land snail.

- Is it dangerous?
- No.

- Yes. They can
carry meningitis.

- Sometimes.
- Which infects humans.

- Occasionally.
- And it kills

one in ten people who get it.

- They usually have
other co-morbidities.

- Craig, we have to
burn the berries now.

- This is our last
harvest of the season.

If we burn these, there are
no more berries for a year.

We'll lose the farm.
We'll lose everything.

- Okay, but we can't pretend
there aren't snails there.

- I know.
- You're right.

But there's only snails
on the one crate.

We'll just toss these.
The rest are fine.

- Oh, holy shit! Another one!

- Another one of what?
We don't know what

they're talking about.
They not talking to us.

- Are you talking about snails?
- Yeah.

- Let's everyone just cool
our jets before we go and do

something rash like
burning any berries.

Just give me half an hour, okay?

Let Walt work.

- Who's Walt?

- He's Walt. He said
let himself work.

Third person.

- Okay. I have got good news.

Both: You do?

- So I pinged my
manager on this,

we ran it up the
flagpole to Corporate,

who took Legal's
temperature, and...

we'd love to buy your berries.
- Yes!

- Because you figured out
a way to sterilize them

so people won't get sick?
- Oh, no.

That is a really
good idea, though.

Let me make a note of that.

I don't have a pen.
Anyway, where were we?

You're gonna take
the berries like this

with the snail gunk on them.

- Look, our company is
about to be bought out

by a multi-national corporation.

I can't tell you which one, but

let's just say they make bleach.

- So Clorox.

- 32 different companies
make bleach, so...

any of the famous ones.

But the deal is in jeopardy
because we came up short

in our Q3 earnings, so we can't
afford to halt saw palmetto

production during this
gold rush of the market.

- But people could get sick.
- Yeah, yes.

And I flagged that
concern for my manager,

who circled back to Corporate,
who picked Legal's brain

because trust me, nobody wants

to boil the ocean on this thing.

But everybody is confident
that this passes the smell test

vis-à-vis our
regulatory exposure.

- You could get sued.

- Yeah, but we'll have
already been sold by then,

and all our board
members will have

cashed out their stock options.

- You on the board?
- Oh, I wish.

No, I bag my lunch and clock in

a 14-hour work day
like any regular Joe.

- So why do you care
if the board gets rich?

- That is a really
good question.

Because if I were the boss

and my employees didn't
wake up every day

trying to make me the
most money possible,

I'd fire their ass
on Christmas morning.

I don't care how many people
die to snails or whatever.

Again, that's just
if I were the boss.

- Well, we're not gonna
do it. Right, Craig?

- Yeah.

I don't think we can.

- Look, this deal
cannot fall through.

So Green Bounty Organics is
prepared to bring you both on

as senior consultants
with a hiring bonus

paid out in stock options.

- What? Really?
- Yeah. You'll have equity.

It's something I worked
my entire career for.

But don't worry.

I'll get there. I just
gotta keep grinding.

Soon it's gonna be Walt's turn.

- And when the
company gets sold,

we'd be...
- Rich.

Really fucking rich.

- Can you give us a second?

- I don't understand.
Are you and Caleb...

- Caleb has been really sweet
to me in this difficult time.

- I thought we agreed that
you'd give me two months, babe.

- I shouldn't have
said that. What you did

was fucked up, Todd.
- Isaiah.

- You told me your
name was Todd.

I'ma call you Todd.

Do you have any idea
how much therapy

I've been through
since you left?

- Probably a lot. I
talked to Kristen.

- She thinks you're a sociopath.

- I'm not. I'm a good guy now.

I went undercover,

then I had to work
for Rodney Lamonca,

who is a killer, but his
daughter, she's way worse.

She definitely gonna kill
people later in her life.

And then, you know, obviously,
working for the FBI,

and he's bisexual, and then
I had to sacrifice myself

to save my brother, and
then somebody got their ass

eaten by a shark.
- Come on, Todd.

That's more made up
than the doctor story.

- I'm telling you the truth.

- Well, I'm sorry, I
guess I just assume

everybody's lying to
me since I found out

my boyfriend was
a fucking conman.

- But everything
I've been doing,

that was all just
to win you back.

So all this was for nothing.

- Yeah.
- Caleb, if you don't

shut the fuck up...

- You said you
saved your brother,

and he's the honest one, right?

Maybe he'll do something good
with the chance you gave him.

- He fucking better.

- You don't actually wanna
take this deal, do you?

- Do you realize what
he's offering us?

This isn't a good
job or enough money

to keep the farm
afloat another year.

He's handing us a golden ticket.

It's at least worth
a conversation.

- But people could die.

- I know they could,
but they probably won't.

They almost definitely won't.

Look, who makes your phone?

- A company called Jamokia.

- Okay, you think Jamokia is

treating the workers
in their factory well?

You think everyone who built
your Kia is doing great?

- Don't you dare
bring Kia into this.

- They already in it, Jillian.

We all cause so much suffering
just by existing in this world.

The only thing you can do is
try not to think about it.

- Well, I can't do that.

- You repress bad
thoughts all the time.

Probably more than
anyone I've ever met.

- That's not true.
- Oh, okay.

How you feel about
your recent kidnapping?

- Totally fine. It
was a good experience.

Jackie's one of my
best friends now.

Sort of a surrogate mother.

- See?

I'm just trying to
be more like you.

Let's bottle up the darkness
and keep on moving forward.

- But you're not being like me
because I wouldn't hurt anyone.

I feel like I don't
even know you anymore.

You've changed.
- No, I haven't.

All I've ever cared about
from the moment we met

was taking care of people.

Not the strangers
that make our cars,

but my people.
The people I love.

That means Nessa and Camille

and Isaiah and you.

Yeah, I guess that's the
one way I have changed.

You're part of that
group now. You my people.

- Thank you for saying that.

Means so much to me,

and I'll show my
appreciation later

during a conversation
that isn't about murder.

- Selling these berries could
change your life, Jillian.

- I'm saying no.

And we're partners, so you can't

make this decision without me.

I'm not gonna be pushed around.

- Okay.

- Okay?

- I mean, I think
it's very dumb, but...

it's also very nice.

That's what makes you Jillian.

- I'm not dumb, Craig.

- I know you're
not. I was just...

Forget about it.

Let's go back to the farm.

Tell everyone the bad news.

- Mm. That is a wow margarita.

Why aren't you guys drinking?

- It's 11 in the morning.

We got a lot of work
to do. What's going on?

- Well, seeing as
we won't get paid

for that last
shipment of berries,

we have to default on our loans.

We're gonna declare
bankruptcy and close the farm.

- Motherfucker.

- I'm so sorry.
- It's okay.

Come here.

I mean, the writing
was on the wall.

You two are fucking jinxes.

- Okay, well, I gotta get
these berries to the burn pit.

I'm sorry we couldn't
make this work.

We really tried.

Hey, we need to meet up.

- I shouldn't be talking
to you without my lawyer.

You know your fucked up trailer
shattered both his ankles.

Doctor said his feet are like
two socks filled with granola.

- Brought the contract.

- I don't understand.
- Jillian's already signed it.

So if I sign it, too, it's done.

You're part owner of the farm.

- Why would you do that?

- Because your 5% would
come half from me,

half from Jillian, so together
you and me would own 52.5%

We have controlling interest.

- Yeah, no, I know what
controlling interest is,

Craig, okay?

I read Corby's sport
management textbooks.

I skim them. I
get the headlines.

It's all stuff I already
knew. What's the catch?

- I just need a guarantee

that you'll back
me on certain...

big picture decisions.

- What kind of big
picture decisions?

- Here's a contract for you

and a contract for you.
- Fuck yeah.

- Congratulations.
You are now executives

at Green Bounty Organics.
- All right.

Here we go.
- Thank God you came through.

We need to get these berries
on shelves right away.

Oh, and when are your birthdays?

I like to send all
my bosses gifts.

- December 25. Christmas day.

- New developments today
in the mysterious uptake

of meningitis sweeping
American hospitals.

Health officials are on
high alert as the outbreak

has spread across
five different states.

Georgia, Mississippi...
- Get the fuck out of the way.

- And Florida have
all seen cases.

The CDC is now warning that
the disease may be linked

to over the counter
health supplements

containing saw
palmetto berry extract.

- Thank God I sold
that fucking farm.

- Health officials believe
the berries were infected

by giant African
land snails, or GAL,

a rare but highly
destructive species

of invasive snail that
can become infected

with a parasite known
as rat lungworm.

- Oink, oink. Order number 34.

- The snails can cause
eosinophilic meningitis

in humans, which can lead

to nausea, vomiting,
and headaches.

Other symptoms include...
- Are you my Uber?

- Yup. I'm Jillian G. Where to?
- Check the fucking app.

- Right. Okay, sorry.

- So far there have
been 32 recorded cases

of meningitis linked to
tainted saw palmetto extract.

- Jesus Christ.
- I know.

The news is such a bummer.

But that's what's great
about the Maldives.

You leave the real world behind.

How long are you staying?

- I don't know yet.
One-way ticket.

- Ooh, love that.

"Eat, Pray, Love."

- Of those 32 cases,
there have been

seven hospitalizations
and two...

- Nope. Turning this shit off.

- Dad.
- We're not watching that.

No more TV.

- What am I supposed to do then?

- It's a new
apartment. Go explore.

Go, your rooms are down
the hall to the left.

- Did you say rooms?
- Yeah. You have two rooms.

My girl gets a suite.

- Of course, I will
always have room for you

and that weird white baby.

Now, come on. You
need to see the view.

- ♪ It's going down ♪

♪ I'm yelling timber ♪

♪ You better move ♪

♪ You better dance ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

- ♪ Look up in the skies,
it's a bird, it's a plane ♪

♪ Nah, it's just me ain't
a damn thing changed ♪

♪ Live in hotels,
swing on planes ♪

♪ Blessed to say
money ain't a thing ♪

♪ Come jumping like
LeBron, now Voli ♪

♪ Order me another
round, homey ♪

♪ We about to climb, why? ♪

♪ 'Cause it's about to go down ♪

♪ Swing your partner
'round and 'round ♪

♪ End of the night,
it's going down ♪

♪ One more shot, another round ♪

♪ End of the night,
it's going down ♪

♪ Swing your partner
'round and 'round ♪

♪ End of the night,
it's going down ♪

♪ One more shot, another round ♪

♪ End of the night,
it's going down ♪

- ♪ It's going down ♪

♪ I'm yelling timber ♪

♪ You better move ♪

♪ You better dance ♪

♪ Let's make a night ♪

♪ You won't remember ♪

♪ I'll be the one ♪

♪ You won't forget ♪

♪ It's going down,
it's going down ♪

♪ I'm yelling timber ♪

♪ You better move ♪

♪ You better dance,
you better dance ♪

♪ Let's make a night,
let's make a night ♪

♪ You won't remember ♪

♪ I'll be the one,
yeah, I'm the one ♪

♪ You won't forget,
you won't forget ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, hey ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh! ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪
- Timber.

- ♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪ Come on.

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
It's going down.

♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪
- Timber.

- Not a doctor. Shh.