All language subtitles for Humane 2024 English

[Woman speaking native language]

[Man speaking native language]

Anchor:
The chilling announcement

was made earlier today

by the secretary general
of the UN,

who was overseeing the meetings
held by world leaders

at their emergency summit
in Athens.

Security General: While we
every day bear witness

to the catastrophic
ecological collapse

that is plaguing
our planet,

we must not forget
that this is above all,

a human crisis.

The sudden and devastating
scarcity of food,

water, and resources,

once only an issue
for our most vulnerable,

now spares no one,

and it requires a response
like none before.

Anchor: He went on to add
that starting tomorrow,

all international borders
will be closed

and every nation
will have one year

to meet their population
reduction goals.

[ "We're Here For A Good Time
(Not A Long Time)" plays]

♪♪

♪♪

♪ A very good friend of mine ♪

♪ Told me something
the other day ♪

♪ I'd like to pass it on
to you ♪

♪ 'Cause I believe
what you said to be true ♪

♪♪

♪ He said we're here
for a good time ♪

♪♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪ So have a good time ♪

♪ The sun can't shine
every day ♪

♪♪

♪ And the sun is shinin' ♪

♪ In this rainy city ♪

♪ And the sun is shinin' ♪

♪ Ooh, isn't it a pity? ♪

♪♪

♪ And every year
has its share of tears ♪

♪ Every now and then
it's gotta rain ♪

♪ We're here for a good time ♪

♪♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪♪

♪ So have a good time ♪

♪ The sun can shine every day ♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ And the sun is shinin' ♪

♪ In this rainy city ♪

♪ And the sun is shinin' ♪

♪ Ooh, isn't it a pity? ♪

♪♪

♪ And every year
has its share of tears ♪

♪ Every now and then
it's gotta rain ♪

♪ We're here for a good time ♪

♪♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪♪

♪ So have a good time ♪

♪ The sun can shine
every day ♪

♪ Can't shine every day ♪

♪ We're here for a good time ♪

♪ For a good time ♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪ So have a good time ♪
♪ Have a good time ♪

♪ The sun can't shine
every day ♪
♪ The sun can't shine
every day ♪

[Music stops]

Commentator: Come on,
Professor, are you seriously

telling our viewers
that you are

in favor
of conscription?

Jared: I am in favor
of this government

doing whatever it takes
to win this war.

Please stop referring
to this crisis as a war.

It's not a war.
Wars have opposing sides.

Humanity is
the opposing side.

We are engaged in
nothing less than a life

and death struggle
against our own extinction.

Unbelievable, so -- so
what else are you all for?

How about lowering
the age of eligibility?

Why not?

Plenty of individuals
under the age of 18

have expressed a desire,
a willingness to enlist.

I see no reason why we

shouldn't at least
consider their wishes.

Consider the wishes
of children?

I didn't say children,

but I do have
a 10-year-old son myself.

10, are you saying
that this administration

is considering letting
10 year olds enlist

because of your --
I sincerely hope

your son
is not watching.

I sincerely hope
he is.

He needs to know
exactly what's at stake.

Every nation
on this planet

needs to honor
their commitments

to the Athens Accords,

and we are severely
behind our 20% pledge.

Not enough people
are willing to enlist.

Fuck that guy.

I don't see him
signing up.

...come up with its initial
enlistment estimates, okay?

I am sorry,
Mr. York.
I made the mistake

of assuming...

No apology needed.

...selfless enough
to willingly enlist.

I agree.
To volunteer.

Turns out people
are far more selfish

than I believe
they were.

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Commentator:
The fallout continues over

the Kremlin's
announcement last week

that Russia has satisfied
their commitment

to the Athens Accord

Three months ahead
of the UN deadline.

Oh, you're already working
on the mackerel.

It must be wonderful
to be handling

fresh seafood again.

This is the hardest thing
I've ever done in my life,

and I'm including my years
as a war correspondent.

[Sighs]

The piano looks
so strange

in the bedroom.

But you were right.
It fits.

You want to come up
and see for yourself?

There's still time
before the kids arrive.

[Indistinct talking over TV]

Oh, Dawn.

I'm sorry.

Before it causes
a collapse of health.

You said
you wanted to cook.

I'll go.

Anchor: ...have been taken
out of context.

Says the head of...

"This is fake news,

we are not
a branch of the military.

We are a department made up
of compassionate individuals

dedicated to helping our nation
in its greatest hour of need."

Coming up after the break,
we'll bring you more on

the York Therapeutics
class action trial.

The courtroom erupted today
when one of

the plaintiffs confronted
CEO Rachel York,

blaming Miss York personally

for her debilitating
chronic pain.

[Tires screech,
car engine revving]

[Music blaring, stops]

Automated voice: Exterior UV
levels are moderate.

Proceed with caution.

[Cellphone rings]

Hello?
Beth: What the fuck
is the matter with you?

You go on TV
and you tell your son

that he should
kill himself?

That's not what
I said, Beth.

I didn't say
he should kill himself.

That reporter fucking
twisted my words.

No, no, no, don't blame
the interviewer, Jared. Okay?

You said what
you said, and now --
[Car beeps]

now Lucas is bawling
his eyes out.

Um, okay,
uh, um...

Can I just
speak to him?

Would you mind putting
him on the phone?

I would love to have
a chat with him.

No, not a chance.
Are you kidding me?

He doesn't want
to speak to you.
Okay, wait.

Can I just
come by later? I-I...

I'll be gone --
I'll be gone before curfew.

No. No, you can't
come by.

I swear to God,
Beth, I didn't say

our son
should enlist.

That's...
[Line disconnects]

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Fuck my life.

[Door opens]

Ohh!

What?

Dawn, most of this stuff
is prohibited.

Where'd you get it?

[Speaks in
native language]

Oh, for God's sake.

[Sighs]

What, is Noah coming
tonight or something?

Of course he is.

He's your brother.

I-I mean adopted.

Why don't you go relax
in the living room

until your father
comes downstairs?

Hmm?

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Mia: Send me home
in a Uber.

I'm fine now.
They don't want me here.

Rachel: I don't care
what they want.

You're staying
with me.

Was that
Grandpa's new car

in the driveway?

No, that's your
Uncle Jared's

midlife crisis.

I don't think
it's electric.

Oh. It's not.

She forced me
to come.

Oh, I'm sorry,
sweetheart.

You know, I am always happy
to see you.

Mia, go ask Uncle Jared
about his car?

I said this was an adults
only evening.

She shouldn't
be here.

Yeah, well, you didn't see
her when I got home.

She saw me on the news
and she was a wreck.

I couldn't leave her.

Poor Mia.
If you don't
want her here,

we're both leaving.

I mean, I don't have time for

whatever this is anyway.

No, no.
It's okay.

Stay.

Please stay.

Uh...

How are things
going with the lawsuit?

[Scoffs]

Rachel: Mmm!
It smells good in here.

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[Cellphone rings]

Hey, what --
what happened?

I can't do it.

I thought that I could,
but --

but the timing's
not right.

And -- And...

I don't know, Grace.

The last time
that I saw him,

he wouldn't even
look at me.

No matter what
your dad has planned,

he's not going to be upset
by what you have to say

after what he just
did for you.

I know.

What he did for me...

You don't know him.

You've never met him.
He hates surprises.

And -- And I can't just
hijack his night

because he'd --
he'd hate that.

And -- And that's okay,
because I-I just

I need...
Noah.

I-I-I just --
I need more time.

Noah.

Close your eyes.

Take a deep breath.

Picture yourself calm.

Picture yourself in the place
you're most comfortable.

Now tell me.

What do you see?

Our apartment.

You.

Just you.

Go home.

I'll meet you
there soon.

We can get under the sheets
and watch TV.

Love you.
And I love you.

Ashley: Nah-unh,
not a chance.

If I'm doing this,
so are you.

Get in.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Ashley: In case
you're wondering,

I just had
a commercial audition

for a video game.

It's great,
you know,

five years
of theater school,

and this is what my life
has come to,

is praying to book
a commercial

for a video game.

I'm sorry, Ash.

Something I can do?
Yeah, you could

convince
the 50 other girls

I'm up against to enlist.

That could help me a lot.

I could try.

[Chuckles] Okay,
thank you.

I'm pretty convincing.

Yeah, you are.
[Laughs]

Any idea why Dad

invited us to dinner?
No. No.

Uh, my guess is
he's gonna tell us

that he's going
back to work.

Must be killing him,
he retired

just before the story
of the century broke.

You know Dad,
it's all about his legacy.

[Chuckles]

Why did I even
bother coming?

[Car door ajar chimes]

Hang tight.

Ashley:
Whose Grace?

Uh...
[Chuckles]

N-Nobody, just --
just a friend.

My God, do you have
a booty call after dinner?

I mean, it's not
a booty call

if you live together.

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[Door opens, chimes]

[Door closes, stops]

I met her, um,
at a meeting.

You know, she's been clean
for a long time, and...

Look, I was gonna
tell dad tonight, but --

but it's not --
The timing isn't right.

I don't want to get in
the way of,

you know, whatever.

And could you just --
just not

say anything
to him?

Yeah, no,
I won't.
Please. Just...

Won't say anything.

Please don't hate me.

♪♪

I can never
hate you.

It's you and me
against the world.

Always.

Just no more secrets.

Promise?

♪♪

Okay.

♪♪

[Door opens]
Dawn:
Like this.

[Door closes]

That's it.
You're a natural.

Uncle Noah.
Auntie Ashley.

Hey, nugget.
I missed you.

Hi.

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You look good, son.

Oh, really good.

♪♪

Hmm.

♪♪

"Hey, Ashley.
You look good, too."

Hey, Ashley.
You look good, too.

Oh. Thanks, Dad.

[Claps hands] Okay,
everyone, to the table.

Time for kaiseki.

[ "Nocturne No.2" plays]

Ashley:
Thank you.

♪♪

Thank you, Dawn.

♪♪

Dawn:
Just in case.

[All chuckle]

This is sakazuki,
the appetizer.

Miso marinated tofu

with grilled aubergine
and seasonal vegetables.

This is the first dish
I learned to make

when I started
my training in Japan.

Wow, Dawn. This is like
a work of art.

Your guests must go
crazy for this.

She closed
the restaurant.

A toast.

♪♪

We are so happy you all joined
us tonight for a family dinner.

It's so important.

I am so sorry
My work kept me

from being home
for dinner so often.

And breakfast
and lunch.

[Jared chuckles]

Sorry,
I'm just...
No. No, no,
no, no.

You're right.
It's inexcusable.

I love my job.

But you're my children.

And I should have
been here for you.

♪♪

[Laughs softly]

[Quietly] I should have
been here.

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Well, that's not much
of a toast, is it?

What I'm trying
to say is,

we are so happy

all of you
could join us.

It means
the world to us.

To family.

[All toast "To family"]

To...family.

♪♪

Ashley: Oh, my God,
I'm gonna burst.

Please tell me
that's it.

[Dawn chuckles]

Still one more course.

Anmitsu.

A very small dessert.

Well, before dessert,
I, um...

I do have
something that, uh...

I want to say
to everyone.

And we can't wait
to hear it.

But first, I think
these two need to tell us

what the fuck
we're all doing here.

Rachel.
What?

You invited us here

for this fabulous,
fancy dinner.

Told us we
couldn't invite anybody.

What is going on?

We've decided to enlist.

What -- I--

Mia, go watch TV.

No, I want to stay.

Mia, go!

That's why we wanted
only adults here this evening.

Well, if you would have
given me a heads up

on what this night
was all about,

I would have found
a fucking sitter.

Rachel, watch your mouth.

Are you fucking
kidding me?

You've got a lot
of nerve telling me

to watch my fucking--

Watch...your...mouth!

Save my dessert.

No social media.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

If you'd like to talk about this
in a respectful manner,

we're here for questions.

Yeah, I'll go first.
Uh, why?

Why would you enlist?

You don't need
the money.

For over three decades,
I delivered the evening news

and there was not a week
that went by where I was not

reporting on some horrific
ecological disaster.

Droughts, floods,
wildfires, crumbling glaciers.

I remember vividly staring
into my monitor the day

that the Amazon rainforest burnt
out of existence, just gone.

And I knew full well

that the last thing
this planet needed

was more people,
and what did I do?

I had children,
four of them.

Oh, my God.
[Chuckles]

And now the government
is talking about drafting people

to be euthanized.

If any of your names
were called,

I couldn't live
with myself.
But they won't
call our names.

You don't know that.
I do, I do,

I do, I do.

And even if
they did,

they can't call
all of us.

Okay? I'm not supposed
to say any of this yet,

but the legislation
only permits

one person
per family.

That means if one of us
were called,

the rest of us
would be safe.

And if at that point
you felt inclined

to take one of our places,
you could,

because they're going
to let parents do that.

But none of that's
gonna happen

because these rules
aren't made

for people like us.

So let's just
fucking get it.

We can't take that chance.

Oh, my God.

Both our first marriages
ended tragically.

Neither of us ever expected
to find love again.

But by the grace of God,
we did.

And we think this is
the right thing to do.

Okay, I'm going to try
my hardest not to swear.

Um, but, Dawn,

why would you
agree to this bullshit?

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Well, we
were thinking

we're both
public figures

and we believe
if we do this,

we can set
a good example.

Ashley:
Oh my God,

this is
about elevating

the York name,
isn't it?

No it's not. It's about
doing the right thing.

No it's not.

It's about
the fact that

we all embarrass you.

[Scoffs]
What?

It's true.

Much to your obvious
disappointment,

none of us turned out
to be anything special.

So enlisting is --
is your way

of going out
with the York name

forever remembered as

the epitome
of self sacrifice.

Dawn, be honest
with me.

This wasn't
your idea, right?

My dad convinced you.

We decided together.

Bullshit.

Everybody just
leave Dawn alone.

I'm sorry.
I can't do this.

Son, sit down.
Please stay.
I gotta go, I-I...

Please.
No, this is not...

Dad -- Dad,
y-y-you just said...

You just said you wanted
to spend more time with us.

And this doesn't make
any -- any fucking sense.

It doesn't make
any sense.

Noah, stop!
Put that down.

We'll continue this
discussion after dessert.

Right, dessert.
Yeah.

I will come and get you
when it's ready.

♪♪

Anchor: The rioting continued
throughout the night,

with protesters vowing
not to give up

until the government
provides transparency

into the full extent
of D.O.C.S. powers.

We'll be right back.

Man: Week 39s enlisters
of the week

are Luis and Rosa Gonzalez.

Luis was employed as a high
school custodian for 25 years,

while Rosa stayed home
and raised their son, Ignacio.

Luis and Rosa bestowed their
enlistment benefit payments

to Ignacio
and his new bride, Maria,

who plan to use the money
to buy their first home.

Luis and Rosa,
a grateful nation, thanks you.

[Door closes]

Noah: Dad, look, you don't
have to do this.

Look, I have a friend
in the program,

he -- he says that
the government is lying

about the enlistment numbers.

Jared: Oh, fuck,
here we go.

Conspiracy theory time,
is it?

He's not a wacko, Jared.

He works for
a watchdog group.

And, dad, what they're saying
is that way more than

9% of people have
enlisted, it's more like 16%.

Yeah, what's -- what's this,
uh, person's name?

His name? Why?
Because people who

spread disinformation
should be held accountable,

so what's his name?

His name is
the same as mine.

He's anonymous.
He's --
Oh, he's anonymous.

The anonymous ones I found
are always the bravest.

I assume you told
this fucking clown,

he has no idea
what he's talking about.

Charles:
How do you know?

You don't know this person.

No, but I do know

this person is
speaking utter nonsense.

Why would the government
lie about that?

Why would they lie?

You do know who's
enlisting, don't you?

And it's only gotten worse
since they've opened up

enlistment to
undocumented immigrants.

Okay, now that's
a very unfair picture

you're painting, that's
a very popular program.

First off,
those people are paid.

Second off, their children

are fast tracked
towards citizenship.

Those people.

Oh, for fuck's sakes,
that's not what I meant.

I just meant it is

a very good opportunity
for people...

Like him.

Jared, he is
your brother.

I said "like" him,
I don't mean him.

He's got all
the opportunity he needs.

Rachel, please
help me out here.

No, never. Never.
Okay, guys, I know that,

yeah, times are grim
and rumors are swirling,

but this administration
would never fabricate

enlistment numbers
just to gerrymander.

Trust me.

Why should
we trust you?

You're on TV every day
defending a government that

is made up of
the same buffoons

who had come
onto my show

and deny that climate change
even existed.

Yeah, I don't know
why I expected

anything different
from you.

You spent an entire career
in mainstream media

just pointing fingers.

Asking questions
is not pointing fingers.

Pointing fingers is when
this administration

repeatedly refers
to this crisis

as the Asian collapse.

But that's true.

China, Japan, India --

They're responsible
for this.

Shame on you.

That sort of
hateful rhetoric

is why Dawn can't even go
outside anymore,

for God's sake.

They burned down
her restaurant.

Oh, I know you crave
the spotlight, Jared.

But you're embarrassing
yourself.

And you embarrass me.

Okay, cool,
so I guess

next time
I go on television,

I should probably just make
a little pit stop

at one of
Noah's meetings

and just see what the deadbeat
junkies have to say.

Jared, shut up!

He met his girlfriend
at a meeting.

[Jared laughs]

You're dating
another addict.

Son.

[Sighs]
Her name is Grace.

And, um...

She -- She's been clean
for ten years, Dad.

And...she's been very,
very good for me.

Do you have a picture?

[Groans]

Yeah.

Oh. She's lovely.

What does she do?

She's a manager at
a Sports World

at the Oakwood Mall.

And...

I work there too.

Um, I play the piano
in the food court.

You're playing again?

Just jazz standards
and muzak, you know.

Nothing --
It's nothing.

No, it's not nothing.

It's perfect.

Well, I better
go help Dawn.

Anyone else see
the way he bandied

about that
fireplace poker?

I thought he was going
to kill me.
Can I see?

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Ashley:
Ohh!

My God, look!
You guys are so cute.

Rachel: Yeah,
it's kind of sickening.

You look nice,
look at them.

She's gone.

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What?

What is this?

"I'm sorry.
I can't do it.

I will always
love you. Dawn."

What does she mean?
I can't do it?

Dad, did you
already sign up?

[Doorbell rings]

Hi. I'm Bob.

Mia: It's them!

Oh, they're early.

What?

[Knocks on door]
Hi, it's Bob from D.O.C.S.

Department of
the Citizen Strategy.

I'm sorry, we're a bit early,

but our last appointment.
was a no-show.

You scheduled it
for tonight?

We wanted you all
here with us

as -- as we said
goodbye.

What the fuck, Dad?

You can't just
spring that on us.
[Knock on door]

Tell him to leave.
We're not done here.

That's right,
that's right.
[Knock on door]

Jesus.

Hi, Bob again.

We can't park
our vehicle

in the driveway
with all the cars.

Do you mind if we park
it along the side here?

It's a tight fit,
but Tony's a pro.

Uh, sure.
Yeah.

Okay, Tony,
we're good. All right.

Well,
normally I start by

asking who people are,
but I-

I certainly know who you
are, sir, I'm a big fan.

Charles York, most
reliable source for news.

Is that James Earl Jones.
Who does that voice? No.

That's CNN.
That was years ago.

Anyway, I love it,
I love it.

It -- It makes you want
to listen, you know?

Uh...
[Whistles]

Wow, you're married
to Dawn Kim?

I saw her on Iron Chef.

Yeah, me and the missus
have always

wanted to go to
a restaurant,

but just a little too rich
for our blood, you know?

Anyway, you mind if
I come in,

or did you want to do
the procedures in the driveway?

[Laughs]

[Clears throat]

I'm so sorry.
That was rude.

That was rude.

I'm just a little out
of sorts these days.

It's just impossible
to take time off right now.

[Whistles]
Circling back.

May I come in?

Please, come in.

[Car engine starts]

Hello, I'm Bob.

Hi. Hello.

Hello.

[Whistles] Wow.

This place
is stunning.

I don't get to see inside
a lot of houses

in this neighborhood.

I love how you've
updated things

and kept
the historical elements.

I mean, and that chandelier
is just like--

[Sniffs] Fish?

Yes. Uh, hi.

I'm Jared,
I'm Charles's son.

I know you,
you're on TV, too.

I am, yeah.
Lately, anyway.

You're that government guy.

Well, no, I'm --
I'm an anthropologist,

but I have been working
in coordination with the--

Oh, that's great.
Where's Dawn?

S-She's not here.

She got cold feet
and she left.

Oh, so it's
just you, then?

Yes, but my wife
and I

decided to
enlist together.

So if it's all right
with you,

I'd like to ask you
to come back another time.

I'm sure once she
and I connect,

she'll be back
on board.

That's -- It's great.
Yeah, great.

You, uh, can I, uh
talk to you in private?

I mean, don't worry,
don't worry.

Just need to sign
some confidential paperwork

to cancel
the procedure.

You know, the government
and their paperwork.

Like a dog with a bone,
rah rah rah rah.

Absolutely.
I'll -- I'll sign whatever.

Please follow me.

Just initial
the bottom of each page,

signed the last one,
and we're all set.

Fine.
Well...

I'd like to
look it over first.

Sure. Take your time.

[Bob whistles]

Wow.

That's Mandela.
I recognize him.

And Bono.

[Exhales]
Is that Queen B?

Oh, my God, I love her.
It is, isn't it?

Oh.

What a life you've led,
my friend.

And by all accounts,
a virtuous one.

Not everyone
can say that.

Some men
in your position,

well, they take advantage.

Lives ruined,
careers destroyed.

And all for what?

A little -- little hanky panky.

Yeah, when those
bozos are gone,

all anyone is
going to remember

is the nasty stuff.

Not you.

When you're gone,
people are going to

remember you
as one of the greats.

That is, unless something
comes to light

that makes people
see you differently.

What is this?

I'm not signing this.

Do you know who I am?

I do.

As I said,
I'm a big fan

and I will never stop
feeling that way

toward you.

No matter what list
your name is on.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Piano plays]

♪♪

The way he plays.

Charles:
It's beautiful.
Dad, I don't understand.

You said that you wanted
to do this with Dawn.

What changed?

Did he--
Oh, no, no, no,
no, no, no.

And you were right.

I did try to convince Dawn
to enlist,

but I'm still set
on doing this.

♪♪

I'm sorry
I wasn't a better father.

I was too hard
on all of you.

Especially after
your mother died.

♪♪

The estate will
be divided evenly

amongst you all.

♪♪

Be good to one another.

[Ashley cries]

Support one another.

♪♪

Do better than I did.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Bob: This is
the anesthetic.

Once I administer it,
you'll fall asleep

and you won't
feel a thing.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Charles sniffles]

[Short, sharp breath]

Mia: [Crying]
Grandpa.

[Door closes]

Bob: That was
very moving

from the music
to the reconciliations.

I mean, that procedure
ranked right up there

with the best of them.

Just go.

All right, then.

Bye.

Ah, I can't leave
quite yet.

Why not?
You're not gonna
like this,

but I need
a second cadaver.

♪♪

A body.
I need a second body.

I already told you,
Dawn left.

I know,
and that's unfortunate.

But we're here
to collect, um...

Two bodies.

What's he
talking about?

You're scaring my niece.
Get out!

[Mumbles]

♪♪

Oh, shit!
Ashley:
Oh, my God!
Rachel: Fuck

Jesus Christ!
Bob: Calm down,
calm down.

It's okay.
It's all right.
It's okay.

Look, we've got three hours
until our next appointment,

and it's, uh...what?

Roughly a half hour
from here?

Another half hour
to perform the procedure.

And that leaves you
two full hours to decide

which one of you is
gonna take Dawn's place.

Jared: Okay, I don't know if
this is some kind of

ill-timed joke,
but it ends now.

Uh...I'm calling some friends
of mine in the administration.

Yeah, that's not
gonna happen.

We scrambled
the house.

Bob: We can't have
you wasting time

when you should
be concentrating

on the task at hand.

Now, the little one here --
Mia, right?

You don't
talk to her.
Oh, relax.

I was just gonna
tell you that she's exempt.

We don't get paid
for minors.

You -- Paid?

Well, sure.

D.O.C.S. contracts out
cadaver collections

to private companies,
such as the one that employ me

and my colleagues here.

We used to
work in corrections,

but prisons emptied out
in a hurry

when enlistment opened up
to incarcerated convicts.

It's such a shame, too.

Housing,
feeding convicts

over time paid
a lot more dough

than cadaver procurement.

That's strictly
a one time fee.

And currently the government
isn't paying for minors.

But maybe someday soon.
Right, Professor?

You're a lunatic.

How?

I'm doing my job
just like you.

Now give us
the girl.
Mia:
Mom?

It's okay.

You're not taking her.
[Grunts]

Uncle Noah!

Tony, take her.
Mom!

No! You're not
taking her.

You can't have her.

Calm down, it's okay.
It's all right.

We're not gonna hurt her.
You have my word.

She's just gonna sit
with us in her vehicle

until this whole situation
is resolved.

Now, trust me,
you don't want her here

for this next part.

♪♪

Okay, Mia, listen to me.

You need to go
with the man, okay?

Oh, Mom,
I'm so scared.
It's okay.

We just need to
figure this out, I promise.

Okay?
Come on.

Tony: Let's go.

Ashley:
You're gonna be okay.

Why are you
doing this?

We didn't enlist,
Dawn did.

Please go find her.

Well, we already have people
looking for Dawn,

but the odds that
she's located

in the next two hours
are not good.

And we are not falling
further below our quota.

No way, no how.

What did you
say to her father?

Nothing, I just gave him
the paperwork

to cancel his procedure.

And then he read it over

and decided not to sign,

which, you know,
see, you can --

You can back out.
No problem.

But your bank
accounts are frozen.

You lose your assets,
and you go to jail

for the rest of your lives.

Either way,
my company gets paid.

Jared,
is that true?

Yeah, it is,
but you know what?

Nothing seemed to bother him
as much as the fact

that his name
would one day be published

on the government's
cowards list.

Yep, we're gonna let people
know the names

of all the bums who
turn their backs

on their country
when it mattered most.

Your dad cared a lot about
what people thought of him, huh?

♪♪

All right. [Clears throat]
Uh, Bob.

Bob.

Um...you don't have
to do this.

Well...
Okay? I-I am sure

as leader
of this unit,

you have some discretion

as to how the D.O.C.S.
regulations are applied.

So -- So I'm gonna tell
you this as a favor.

You don't
wanna do this.

You are on the wrong side
of history.

This --
This is a mistake.

I know people.

Important people.
No, you know what?

You make a very
good point, Jared.

I really appreciate that.

Thank you.
Of course.
No problem.

I hate to be
that guy.
Yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah,
but here's the thing.

I don't care
who you know.

And I certainly
don't care for you

telling me how
to do my job.

The rules are the same
for everybody.

That's how I roll.

So, here's what
I suggest.

You all go into
separate rooms,

take some time,

think about your lives.

I'm sure one of you
is gonna realize that...

it's not all that great.

And to get things started,

I brought a little
reading material.

You see,
this situation happens

a lot more often
than you think,

and that's why our familial
research department

compiles concise,

personalized notes
on all family members

based on information gathered
from browser histories,

emails, texts,
DMs and phone calls.

And not just from them,
but from the people

they interact with.

So let's start
with Jared York.

Please don't.
Oh, this is good.
This is good.

You're very young
girlfriend, Kaylee,

who you abandoned your wife
and child for last year.

She's having
carnal relations

with 3 to 5
additional people,

depending on the week.

She's what?
And speaking of
your son, Lucas,

he hopes that
you'll enlist

so he never
has to see your,

and I quote here,

"stupid af face again."

Oh, and you
often Google--

Jared: Okay,
you Google shit.

You Google shit.

Next up.

Rachel York.

It's okay. I'm pretty sure

I know what's on there.

Um, my daughter is
being bullied because of me.

Yes, says so
right here.

Uh, my board wants to fire me
from my own company.

Yeah,
that's right.
Oh, and I'm also

wanted for a string
of bank robberies.

♪♪

Hmm, that's not--

[Groans]

Fuck you,
you piece of shit!
Ah!

Ah!

Stand down.
Stand down. Here.

Read them yourselves.

And just, uh,

flick the porch
lights off and on

when you've made
your decision.

Wait, wait, wait.

What if we can't decide?

What if we can't make
a decision?

Ah, we'll decide
for you.

♪♪

[Door closes]

[Insects chirping]

[Indistinct radio chatter]

♪♪

♪♪

Shit.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Man:
Procedure 16 complete.

Headed to 17th location.

Over.

You know, I'd ask you
to play cards with me,

but I don't much
appreciate your mom

punching me in the face.

I appreciated it.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Screams]

Oh, fuuuuuck!

Fuck!

Fuck you,
you pieces of shit!

What the fuck
do you know?!

[Indistinct yelling]

[Crashing]

♪♪

♪♪

[Breathing heavily]
Come on.

Come on, Jared.

Come on, Jared.

Come on, Jared.

♪♪

[Footsteps approaching]

Would you please move?

Thank you.

So anyone?

I think Noah should
sacrifice himself for us.

Screw you, Jared.

No, really.
Screw him.

Screw him.

When Mom and Dad
adopted him,

he was given
every opportunity

under the sun.

He went to
the best schools.

He had the top
piano instructors.

But! But!

Not only did he
piss his own life away,

he also fucking killed
that woman in the accident.

So if you ask me,

Noah should
sacrifice himself for us.

It only makes sense.

No, you know what
makes sense?

Is putting it
to a vote.
Noah:
Okay.

Who here thinks
that Jared

should take Dawns spot?
Jared?

How fucking dare you!

I have a child!
Who hates you!

Like everyone else
in your life.

Oh, do -- do you know
everyone else in my life?

Oh, my God, okay, no,
maybe I don't.

But I know Beth.
Hey...

Oh, you remember her?

You're beautiful,

amazing wife.

The one you bailed on the second
someone showed you

just a little bit
of attention?
Stop it.

Yeah, I bet if she were here,

her hand would be
held fucking high.

No, it wouldn't!

Yes, it would!

Stop fighting!

♪♪

I didn't get to say
this earlier.

♪♪

But I came here tonight
to apologize.

I've been nothing
but a drain on this family

for far too long.

But the accident
woke me up.

I'm clean.

I found love.

And for the first time
in my life,

I see a future
for myself.

And I want nothing
more than for that future

to include the people
in this room.

Now we can get through this,
but we have to stick together,

like dad said.

Okay...

Like Dad said?

Before he died.

Dad said to be kind
to one another,

to support one another.

So let's stop fighting
and let's work together.

It's what Dad
would have wanted.
[Rachel scoffs]

Are you serious?

That asshole signed
one of his own

fucking children up to die.

He couldn't have known
about that, obviously.

No. Not obviously.

No. Nothing with him
was ever obvious.

The man could have given a
fucking TED Talk

on withholding,
and all of a sudden

I'm supposed to give a shit

because he got all weepy
on his deathbed?

Fuck you.

Jared:
Nice. Nice.

Now what the fuck
do we do?

Where is it?
Where is it?

I mean, where is it?
It's got to be here somewhere.

Oh, no, no, no.
Is it here?

Nope.

Nope, nope, nope,
nope, nope. There it is.

There's the card
I needed.

Why don't you shove it
up your butt

so you'll
always have it.

You have your
mother's charm.

[Indistinct radio chatter]

♪♪

[Door opens]

Boss, they blinked
the light.

Decision time.
BRB.

♪♪

♪♪

Bob:
Hello. Hi.

We ready
to proceed?

No, we just --

We had a question.

You said that if
we couldn't decide

who has the
procedure,

you'd decide for us.

How will you decide?

It's a very
good question.

You'll be happy
to know that

I use a very
scientific system

perfected over time.

♪♪

[Sighs]

♪♪

[Lip trill]

What if we
gave you a body?

What, you find one
in the freezer?

No, you fuck.

I'm asking if you have
to do the procedure

or can we just
deliver you a body?

A procedure is preferable

from a paperwork standpoint,

but I would figure
something out.

♪♪

[Door squeaks]

[Door closes]

No.

No decision yet.

My cards.

What did you --

What did you do?
Why would you do this?

'Cause you're a bully.

What was
that about?

What?

You said that we were
just gonna ask Bob

how he would decide.

Yeah.
We did that.

And then I had
a follow up question.

A very pointed one.

No, a very logical one.

I don't want to
draw straws, do you?

Fucking no,
of course not.

But...

May--Maybe it's
what's fair.

Fuck fair.

I don't want
a 1 in 4 chance

of dying tonight.

Sorry, those odds
don't work for me.

Okay, so what is
your suggestion, then?

I don't have one.

I've made mistakes.

A lot of them.

Especially recently,

but I am sure
as hell not ready

to throw in
the towel.

None of us are.

That's kind of
beside the point, isn't it?

No it isn't.

'Cause here's
the thing.

I barely know
you fucking people.

I know we're family
and all, but, what,

we see each other

three, maybe four times
a year.

Always here at Dad's.

I mean, we never
get together on our own.

We never even
call each other unless

it's an obligatory
birthday call.

I am closer with the lady
who does my nails

than I am with
any of you.

What's your point?

My point is,

if Bob needs
a second body,

I can tell you
all, right fucking now

it's not gonna
be mine.

Jared:
Holy fuck!
Ashley:
Rachel!

Fuck!
[Gasps]

No!
Let me see.

What the fuck?

He doesn't deserve
a cent of Dad's money.

He's just gonna fucking
snort it all away.

Oh, my God.

She's not wrong.
Yeah she is.

I'm fucking clean, Jared.

Rachel: Oh, whatever.
It never sticks.

Listen, guys,
one less sibling means

more of Dad's money
for the rest of us.

You trying to recruit them
to gang up on me?

No, I know where
Jared stands.

Ashley,
you do get

the severity of
the situation, don't you?

You do get that
on of us

is leaving here tonight
in a fucking body bag.

One of our cold,
dead bodies

is being wheeled
out that door

and thrown in the back
of that mobile morgue

at the end of
the driveway,

right alongside Dad.

Now, do you want
that dead body

to be your
pretty little body?

No, you don't.

Because you
have a dream, right?

You're gonna be
a famous actress,

and it'll happen
for you, too.

You just got to keep
following your heart.

As if you care. You've never
even seen her on stage.

No.

I haven't,
but I do know

that following your heart
isn't cheap.

Now, I don't know
how big Dad's estate is,

but think of how much
more of a nest egg

you could have with
one of us out of the picture.

♪♪

Yeah.

Nice try.

But we're stronger
than that.

♪♪

♪♪

Noah already got
his inheritance.

What do you mean?

I mean, he's not
going to trial.

The, uh, woman's family
dropped the charges

because Dad
paid them off.

[Chuckles]

I saw an email
from Dad's lawyers.

He paid them
$3 million.

Jared:
Holy shit!
No, no, no,

I had nothing to do
with that, Dad did that.

Noah: I didn't even
know about it
Okay.

until Dawn
told me about it.

When she -- When she
invited me to dinner.

I mean, so, Dad's estate
isn't really being

split evenly, is it?

Because you're
already up 3 mil.

I don't give a shit
about the money.

You guys can have it.
Ash.

Noah: Ash.

You promised me
no more secrets.

[Metal clanks]

[Jared groans]

Jared, put that back.
Jared, put that back.

What the fuck?
Rachel:
Ashley. Ash!

You put that back.
Ash!

3 million
fucking dollars.

Stop! This is
fucking crazy!

All of you, stop!

Get the fuck back, Jared!

Hit him!
It's not easy
as it looks.

You fucking
hit him.
I already did.

Just swing,
you fucking pussy!

Stop, stop!

Swing!

Do you want it
to be you?

No!
We're a fucking family.

Just fucking swing!

Stop it!
We're a fucking family.

♪♪

Fuck this.

[Rachel groans]

Noah: Jared.

Jared.

Yeah.

[Breathing heavily]

Ah!

Jesus! Fuck!

Ash, please.

Come on.
[Jared groans]

Don't do this.
Ash, please.

Ah!

[Ashley yells]

♪♪

[Noah grunts]

♪♪

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

[Sighs]

So you're
a test tube baby?

Is that because your mom
couldn't mate with a man

without killing him?

No, my mom said
it was because

she didn't want to waste
any of her love

on some idiot man.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Yeah.

I don't think your mom
is a person with

a whole lot of love
and reserve.

[Sighs]

This is a waste.

I have to pee.

Back there,
to the right.

Wait, wait,
wait, wait.

I don't want you
peeing on this.

[Sighs]

[Mia crying quietly]

Man:
Sir, great news.

We have
apprehended Mrs. Kim

and are en route
to your location.

You can release
the orcs.

ETA 20 minutes.

Uh, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

Um, let's just,
uh...

bring her back
to headquarters.

Sir, she says she wants to do
the procedure at home.

Yeah, I don't give
a rat's ass what she wants.

Take her back to headquarters.

[Toilet flushes]

♪♪

I wiped myself
on your hand towel.

Oh, of course
you did.

♪♪

[Noah breathing shakily]

[Groans, knife clinks]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Breathing heavily]

Close your eyes.
[Breathes deeply]

Close your eyes.

Close your...

Put yourself calm.
[Inhales deeply]

Picture yourself calm.

Grace:
Picture yourself calm.

Picture yourself calm.

Oh, my God.

Grace.

Grace.

[Breathing heavily]

♪♪

[Insects chirping]

[Shuffling]

♪♪

[Cellphone thuds]

♪♪

Bob: One, two.
[Popping]

One, two.

One, two.

[Popping continues]

One, two, three.

Oh, there we go.

Apologies for the counting,

but the instructions
say it's ready when you can

count to three between pops,
so that's what I do.

You got to be careful,
'cause the second

you burn one kernel,
the whole bag is ruined.

I don't know why, but it
just tastes off, you know?

One time I only --

I only had four
unpopped kernels.

I put a photo of it on Insta.
You should check it out.

I'm @WhataboutBob42.

Amazing, I'll do that
for sure.

Hey. You don't want
any popcorn?

It's been
over an hour.

What are they still doing
in the house?

You know, based
on my experience

in similar situations,
I want to say, yeah,

killing one another.

What?

No they're not.
Why would they do that?

Hey, that's not on me.

Your mom came up
with that idea

all by herself.
She did not.

She would
never do that.
Oh, why?

Because she's such
a good person? Please.

You know those
terrible things your classmates

are saying about her online
are true, right?

Yeah, your mom
was fully aware

that those pills
didn't work.

And, yes, she refused
to pull them off the shelf.

So those women got sicker
and sicker because of her.

Stop lying!

Tony!

[Mia thuds]

[Shuffling]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

That our expectation,

our desire
to achieve victory

on a volunteer basis.

Is an abject failure.

[Indistinct speaking on TV]

♪♪

Man: They sent this idiot
out to the crowd.

I don't know why
you bother having him on--

[Clatter]

Woman: He is
Charles York's son.

Man: I respect
the hell out of Charles.

But his kids?
That's another story.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Noah.

Please don't.

What are you doing here?

I had to get away.
I couldn't take it.

Noah, I'm so sorry.

I don't know
what happened.

Rachel,
she got in my head.

Where are they?

They're in
the living room.

They have
Dawn's knives.

I'm gonna go
talk to them.

Did you not just hear
what I said?

This has to stop.

Ash...

...it has to stop.

You stay here?

No.

I should go
with you.

They should hear it
from the both of us.

Get behind me.

In case they
gang up on you too.

Okay.

[Inhales deeply]

♪♪

♪♪

Hey.

Look at us.

You look so happy.

♪♪

I just started
taking piano.

Nobody called me
a prodigy back then.

It was still fun.

And I had a new little sister
to call my own.

You and me
against the world.

Right?

Got those
chubby little cheeks.

Noah.

Yeah.

[All yelling]

Jared: Fuck!

Damn it!

[Noah groans]

Ash, help me!

Help me!

I can't.

Ash!

[Grunts]

[Groans]

♪♪

Rachel:
Open the fucking door!

Get up, help me!

Jared:
Move! Move!

[Pounding on door]

You're fucking dead!

Die already.

[Gasps]

Tell Mia
I love her.

Tell her yourself.

[Rachel and Noah
breath heavily]

Ah!

♪♪

I'm not racist.

Uh...

No, I-I'm an ally.

Okay, so,
uh, you, uh...

Mia, uh...Dawn.

I love --
I love you all, okay?

I-I know you're
not supposed to say,

"I don't see color,"

but I don't see color.

So none of this
has anything to do with,

uh, white privilege
or systemic anything.

Got it, Jared.

I got it.

[Breathing heavily]

[Jared coughs]

Oh!

Oh!

[Breathing heavily]

Oh my God!

Oh, sh--

You think I'm the bad guy,
but I'm not.

I'm only here tonight
because your grandpa invited me.

He knows I'm doing
important work

to save the planet
for your generation.

Give me
a fucking break.

Your generation
ruined the planet.

Hey, language.

You need to improve
your outlook, young lady.

I mean, I don't think
you realize how lucky you are

to be living
where you do

Most of the world
now, you know,

it's total anarchy.

But we still have
law and order,

and we're still protecting
your freedoms.

Okay, look.

You don't understand this
because you're a kid,

and I get that, right?

But just when
the dust settles,

when we hit
our enlistment goal,

the great people
of this country

used to have
the really decent, the --

the righteous people,
they're gonna be gone.

Yeah, whatever.

No, no, no!

Enough with
the fucking attitude!

After everything
I've done,

after everything
I've sacrificed,

you damn well better
show me some respect.

Tony: Boss, everything
okay in there?

[Knocks on door]
Boss?

Yeah, Tony. I'm good.
It's all good. It's all good.

It's all good.
It's all good.

Look, I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to frighten you.

I'm just -- I don't I know
what I'm talking about.

You know, I've been -- I've been
inside these people's homes.

I've sat
with their families.

And these aren't
the Richie Rich's of the world,

like your kind, they're
massive carbon footprints.

No, these are the -- These
people are salt of the earth.

They've worked hard
their whole lives

and just couldn't
catch a break.

That is, until the government
offered them

a quarter of a million,
tax free, dollars

to sacrifice themselves.

And now -- And now
they're dying happy

knowing that their families
are being taken care of.

You know?

I mean,
that's beautiful.

My wife, Ruth,
she enlisted on day 14.

Yeah, she had
Parkinson's for years,

but we managed,
you know, we managed.

It's all good.

Still, she decided that
since the enlistment program

didn't give two hoots
about preexisting conditions,

she might as well
sign up

and get the money
instead of die

for nothing,
you know?

Hey, I disagreed,

but I never
won an argument

in all our years
of marriage. [Chuckles]

Look, I'm sorry that
you're all broken up

about what's going on
in your grandpa's house,

but come on,
come on.

Is it so wrong to
not want the new world

to be filled with terrible
people like your family?

No.

I guess not.

But I don't think
you care about that.

I just think you like
to watch people die.

Can it be both?

♪♪

Jesus Christ, this is
so fucking bleak.

I-I don't know, I--

Oh, God.

Jesus.
Is -- Is --

There's no way Bob
can just come in here

and fucking kill him

so we don't have to?

No, he won't do it.

No, but he might.

He might. We could
at least ask him.

It's a waste of time.

That sadistic fucker
is loving

what's happening
in here.

This is what
he wanted all along.

If we want out,
we have to deliver the body.

Guys, the way
he looked at me

when he realized
I betrayed him.

I can't.
Yeah.

He could have finished
me off,

but he didn't.
Me too.

All right, Ash,
it's okay, we're gonna,

uh, just get this done
real quick.

It'll be over with
before you know it.

On three.
Yeah, okay.
On -- On three.

Okay.

Ashley:
Ugh.
Oh, God.

One.

Yep. One.

Two.

Ahh...

Three.
[Car horn honking]

[Yells]

Grace:
Noah?

Noah!

Noah, please!
[Honking continues]

Who's that?
Who's that?

Grace: Noah, are you
still here?

Guard: Ma'am,
stop right there.

Bob:
You stay there.

Noah, where are you?

Ma'am.
Let me go.

I don't know what's
going on here,

but I'm recording
everything.

Grace:
Where is Noah?
Holy shit.

That's Grace.
Oh, my God,
we're saved.

G-Grace!

Hey, hey,
you guys,

you're Noah's family,
right?

Yeah.
Grace:
What's going on here?

Where's Noah?
Ma'am.

I can answer
all your questions.

I didn't ask you.
I asked them.

Get back in the house,
get them back

in the house right now.

Come on.

Mom!

Mia!
Back in there.

Ma'am, you're interfering
in official D.O.C.S. business.

That's
a federal offense.
D.O.C.S.?

I thought D.O.C.S.
just euthanized people.

We've diversified.

[Engine starts]

Shit.

Tony: Hey! Hey!
Stop the vehicle!

Mom!

Mia!

Bob: No, no, no,
no, no, no, no!

Tony, help me
out here.
Just -- Careful!

She's a child!

Be gentle,
Tony, gentle.

Yorks,
back in the house.

You still
owe me a body.

Grace:
Owe him a body?

What is going on here?

Where is Noah?
Tell me he's alive.

He is Grace,
he's alive.
But he needs help.

Please run
and get help.
Okay, okay.

I'm gonna go
get help.

Just tell Noah
I love him.

Go! Run! Run!

Stop her.

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What?

♪♪

[Gasps]

♪♪

They killed her.
They fucking killed her!

She didn't do
anything.

So that's it, right?

You have your second body.

What, are you
kidding me?

She's not
my second body.

I'm here to collect
two York bodies.

Now get back
inside the house

and finish
what you started.

And don't you dare try
to pin this on me.

If your family did it's part,
that poor woman

would be alive right now.

Now get in there.
You've got 15 minutes.

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I meant
go get her.

Don't.
Don't say anything.

Let's just go upstairs
and do what we have to do.

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Don't think about it.
Let's just do it.

I mean, no, I wouldn't want
to be alive right now anyway.

That woman
lying dead out there

was his whole world.

Yeah. Yeah.

Um, if -- if you
think about it,

we're really
doing him a favor.

I mean,

it's fucked up,

but it's the right thing
to do.

Now it is.

Yeah, yeah.
Okay.

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Huh.

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Ashley:
Noah?

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[Gasps]

Jared: Fuck.

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Noah?

♪♪

Noah?

Jared: We had nothing to do
with what happened to Grace.

Noah?

Come on, Noah,
we don't have much time.

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Rachel:
I'm not mad anymore.

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Noah, come on,
you're freaking us out.

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This is bad.
This is so fucking bad.

[Ashley breathing heavily]

[Doorknob turns]

[Door creaks]

[Gasps]

Fuck.

Fuck.
Fucking Noah.

[Knife plunges,
Ashley grunts]
Jared:
Oh, my God.

No, no, no, no,
no, no, no.

Jesus Christ, Noah!

Noah.

[Noah grunts]

[Rachel grunts]

No!

Noah, we're so sorry.

We're so sorry.

[Gasps]

[Grunts]

[Gasping]

[Breathing heavily]

[Gasps]

Noah!

Get off her!

Fuck you.

If Bob needs a body,
it can be this

lying bitch's body.

Please, just
leave her alone.

What would
Dad think?

Huh?

Fuck.

Ah! What would
Dad think?

[Coughs]

Huh?

[Gasping]

Ah! Ah!

Don't you fucking
talk about him.

[Screams]

Okay, okay!

Just leave Ash alone.

I'm volunteering
for the procedure,

you don't
have to do it.

You don't have to do it.
I'm volunteering.

Everything that's
happened tonight

is on me.

You're not
the worst of us, Noah.

I am.

I'm cold,
I'm selfish.

So take me.

Please.

Just take her,
okay?

[Breathing heavily]

You -- You never wanted
fame or money.

You just wanted
a fucking family.

[Breathing heavily]

Just flick the lights.
I'm ready, okay?

Jared:
No, no, no.

It should be me.

'Cause I'm the eldest

and I'm supposed to
look out for you guys.

I was always supposed
to look out for you guys.

I never fucking did.

Uh, a really bad brother.

And I'm a bad husband
and a bad father.

So if someone is
gonna have the procedure,

it should be me.

I have nothing.
Ashley:
Jared, stop!

You have Lucas.

He needs you
to be here for him.

And no one needs

a two-faced failure.

If anyone should do
the procedure,

it should be me.

Fuck that.

No one
is volunteering.

It has to
be one of us.

[Exhales]

We have no choice.

I volunteered first.

No, we've always had
another choice.

Let's get Bob.

[Gasps, coughs]

Mia: I need to
see my family.

You'll see them when
they blink the porch lights.

Not before.

By then
it'll be too late.

Someone I love
is gonna die in there.

Please. Please.

[Crying]
Please, Bob, please.

Please!
[Chuckles]

I need to say goodbye,
at least

Let me say goodbye!

Why?! Why won't
you let me see them?!

Noah: Just a little bit
longer, Ash.

Ash, stay with us.

Rachel: Fuck, she's losing
a lot of blood.

Jared, hurry up.

Jared:
Two more seconds.

Right,
you keeping pressure?
Yes.

Jared!
Okay, okay.
It's ready.

You're gonna have to
hold her down, though.

Ash, Ash.

Ash, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, Ash.

It's not your fault.

It's supposed to be
me and you against the world.

And I screwed it up, Noah.

Aah, do -- do you want
to count down?

No.
Just fucking do it.

Okay, here we go,
here we go, here we go.

[Sizzles, Ashley screams]

Oh, no no, no,
I have to do it again.

I'm going in again.
I'm going.

[Sizzles, Ashley screams]

[Gasps, stops screaming]

Ash? Ash?

Ash, Ash,
come on.

Ashley, Ashley,
wake up!

Wake up!
Come on.

Ashley!

[Watch beeps]

Well, times up,

one way or another.

We're nearly done here.

[Door opens]

[Door bell rings]

[Knocks on door]

Hello?
Anybody home?

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

Huh.

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Not who I expected.

♪♪

Where are the rest
of you Yorks at?

We don't have
all night.

♪♪

Okay.

Stop right there.

Shirts up.

Turn in a circle.

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Well, whoever's
responsible for this,

I really appreciate you
saving us the effort of

bringing our equipment
back in here.

So thank you for that.

Let's get
the gurney in,

though, Tony.

We're all set
to go in here.

Okay, well, I guess
I owe you guys some money.

Now I can split the total
between the three of you.

But one of you is gonna get
a penny more than the others.

Some people wouldn't think
that's an issue,

but some families just fight
like crazy over it, you know?

Ahh! Fuck!

[Groans]

Shut the fuck up.

Ashley, that was
quite a performance.

I've seen a lot
of dead bodies.

I'm not easily fooled.
Well done.

Jared: Hey!

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

Noah: Guns down
or they're dead!

Do it!

You don't want to
be doing this, Yorks.

We're all
bleeding out anyways.

You tell them to put their guns
down or you'll be joining us.

Put your guns down.

Do what he
fucking says!

They're not listening.

They say it's hard to saw
through someone's windpipe, Bob.

But I bet I could do it
in just one swipe.

Okay, give them
your weapons.

Put your weapons down.

Hand over your weapons.
Put them down.

Down! Fucking down!
Do what they say.

Give it to me. Give me
your guns. Give me the--

He's gonna cut
his fucking throat!
On the ground.

Hands on
your heads.
Listen.

Do as they say.

Now.

Rachel: Hands on
your head.

Well, if you think we've
never been in a situation

like this before,
you'd be wrong.

So let me tell you
how this is gonna play out.

Ash.

Ashley.

Okay.

All right, I'm good.
Let's take him dow--

♪♪

Tony: I have --
Rachel: Shut up.

I have a son, too.
Tony Junior.

Cut it out or I'm gonna
swap you for Bob.

Noah:
He's awake.

[Door opens]

Boss, I'm sorry.

They forced me to show them
how to set everything up.

Tony, Tony, Tony,
Tony, it's okay.

I've got it all
under control, babe.

Oh, yeah.

This is not looking good
for you guys.

I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.
I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.

Yeah, this is looking
really bad for us.

Well, I'm just saying,
based on what I'm seeing here,

not only are all of you
going to jail,

but the government now
has official custody

of both Mia and Lucas.

Excuse me?
Not me.
Or my company.

We're not in the minor
accommodation business, I swear.

However, if any D.O.C.S.
employee is injured

in the enactment
of their duties,

the perpetrator's children
automatically become

wards of the state.

It's true. Ask Tony.

It's true.

Don't kill me.

Yeah, and you should see
the deplorable conditions

at these facilities,
I mean,

remember the kids
in cages at the border?

Yeah, think that
but far worse. Far worse.

Oh, you probably want to
keep your fucking hands

off our kids.

[Chuckles]

Then we're screwed
no matter what we do.

Huh, Bob?

No reason to
leave anyone alive.

Nugget, gonna
have to ask you

to step outside
again, okay?

I'm sorry about your wife.

It sounded like she was
a really nice person.

So I doubt the two of you

are going to end up
in the same place.

♪♪

[Door opens]
Look, um...

I know you're all
very upset.

I can -- I can tell --
I'm --

it's been -- it's been
a hell of a night, huh?

[Chuckles]

So here's what
I'm willing to do.

Just forget about
this whole situation.

And me and my man
will just pick up your sister

off the floor
and we'll go.

Okay?
Deal's a deal.

What do you say?

♪♪

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Come on.

That's not Ashley
on the floor.

It isn't?

Yeah, no, our first attempt
at the procedure

didn't go too well.

Tony forgot to tell us

to take the air out
of the IV tubes.

Noah: You ever see somebody die
of an embolism, Bob?

It's not quick.

Noah: It's not really fair
considering

that your friend killed
my girlfriend instantly.

♪♪

But as my lovely sister
over here put it earlier...

Fuck fair.
Okay, I can save
you all.

I can save you.

I can save you
and your children.

I could have sworn you said
we were all doomed.

No, no, it's just
a matter of paperwork,

that's all, just -- I can write
something up

to cover for you.

You can cover us for
murdering a D.O.C.S. agent?

Yeah, yeah, I'll just
say that your father

reacted violently when --

when his wife departed
and took us by surprise.

That's actually happened.
My bosses will believe that.

And then when he calmed down,
he decided to go ahead

with the procedure
for his children's sake.

That part is true.
It's so true, right?

No, please.
Okay. Wait, wait, wait.

What about Dawn?
What about Dawn?

What about her?

We have our headquarters.

Yeah, yeah. We have--

[Gasping]

♪♪

I don't know
shit about that.

Okay, I'll bring Dawn
back to you.

You don't have to have
the procedure, you know.

Your family's given up enough.
Please don't push that.

Please don't push that.

You'll never see
her alive again.

They'll kill her
and it'll be on you.

It'll be all on you.
Come on.

Oh, hold on, hold on,
hold on, come on.

What don't you
people understand?

Huh? What? What?

There's a worldwide
crisis going on,

and I'm doing important work.

And you -- you -- you --
you -- you -- you -- you --

you're just a pieces
of human excrement

polluting the planet
with your every breath.

I don't deserve to die!

You deserve to die!

Not me!

You!

[Piano plays]

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[Music stops, static]

Man: Week 40s enlisters
of the week

are Grace Dawson
and Ashley York,

Friends for years,
the inseparable pair

told our D.O.C.S.
procedure practitioner

that they chose
to enlist together

so they could inspire others

to do everything they could do

to help heal our ailing planet.

Bob:
It was a beautiful procedure,

ranked right up there
with the best of them.

Man: Grace and Ashley,
a grateful nation thanks you.

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