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[mic feedback]

[lab doctor] Bring in volunteer number 85.

[buzzer buzzes]

[homeless man grunts]

[groans]

- [lab assistant groans] - [homeless man gasps, groans]

[lab assistant] Come.

Thanks man!

[groans, breathes heavily] Let's go, let's go.

Come.

[ominous music]

Careful with my jacket, okay? It's got my stuff in it.

[groans shakily] Kinky.

- [laughs] - [chuckles]

You didn't write down your next of kin.

Sorry, my what?

- Am I still gonna get paid? - [lab assistant grunts]

[doctor] Volunteers receiving a dose of synthesized sustrate...

You gonna put that needle in me?

- ...V282. - Wait, wait, stop!

Wait, wait, wait. Wait! [grunts]

[doctor] At 14:31.

[homeless man grunts]

Is it supposed to be itchy?

It's really itchy, man.

[groans]

Man, it burns!

[grunting, groaning]

What the fuck is this man?!

Ah, it's in my legs! Ah!

[screams]

[breathing heavily]

[breathing shakily]

[ominous music]

[breathing shakily]

- [liquid dripping] - [breathing heavily, shakily]

[breathing intensifies]

[groans heavily]

[screams]

Clarence, get back in there!

[groans]

[retches]

[retches]

[groans, breathes heavily]

[screaming]

[screaming continues]

[groans]

[grunts intensely]

- [bone snaps] - [screams]

Fuck!

It worked.

[loud rock music]

[news anchor] Take your dream holiday

of a lifetime to Cape Town, South Africa.

Explore the Mother City and the wonderful wildlife.

Mayhem in the city.

Homeless are fighting against the government.

As always, people are fighting for their rights.

Unemployment is at 90%.

Mayor Mostert is killing us slowly!

He's taken everything from us!

[news anchor] Working with the government shows

that you are in a high percentage of the rich.

Middle class becomes smaller and smaller each year with the--

Businesses are shutting down due to corporate monopolies

leading to unemployment and more homelessness.

In other news, hundreds of drones

have been released by Mayor Mostert

to service our streets and keep them--

With Cape Town experiencing frequent power cuts,

the need for rechargeable powerhouse sources

that has led to lithium shortages

and skyrocketing battery prices.

Now authorities continue to search

for this elusive Rat King.

Well, we all know the Rat King is the ringleader

in black market operations,

and the distribution of anti-government propaganda.

Well, you heard--

[news anchor 2] The government has been recruiting children

for training programmes.

The mayor was quoted today

that this will only make our city stronger,

and a brighter future for us all.

Nobody wants to fuck!

I don't know what to say!

Nobody out here is getting laid.

If there's anybody out there that wants to f--

[news anchor 3] The last known rhino

has being killed by poachers--

[news anchor 4] It's the eighth consecutive year

of Mayor Mostert. Will he be re-elected?

[ominous music]

[electrical crackling]

Come here! Come on!

Come here, motherfucker!

Come here!

Come here, motherfucker! Go around!

Come here, motherfucker!

I'll get you, you fuck!

[jangly electronic music]

Hey!

Get on the fucking radio! If you see that piece of shit

you tell me where the fuck--

- Fuck! - [exclaims] I'm coming for you!

Poes!

Wait up!

You fucking cunt, come here!

[Officer Maggot] Don't you go up there!

Oh, my God, cramp!

Jesus Christ, my legs!

Oh, my God! Jesus!

Come here, you little fuck!

Jesus! Oh, my God!

[Officer Maggot grunts] Don't you turn that corner!

No!

Come back!

[Officer Maggot groans, grunts]

Oh, my God! My God!

[exclaims] Whoo!

[Officer Maggot] Cunt! Get the fuck outta the way!

[Society] Twelve hours erect! Dick dust!

Dick dust! Twelve hours erect!

- Twelve whole hours! - Society!

- [grunts] - Dick dust? 12 hours erect?

- [Ronald] For real? - Would I lie to you? [laughs]

- [Ronald] And that vial? - The vial?

[laughs] Not for you!

Motherfucker!

Hey! [speaks indistinctly]

Come here! Come here, motherfucker!

[quacks]

[Officer Maggot] Wait! You little fuck!

[Ronald] Fuck you! [grunts]

Just stay down!

- Oh, God, what the fuck... - [Ronald groans]

...did you throw in my face?

[Society] Twelve hours erect! Twelve!

What the fuck?

What are you looking at?

Fuck you. Move!

Chef!

The gate!

Chef, get the gate!

- [gasps] - [Ronald] Get to the gate!

Hey, everyone! This pervert cop's got a boner,

and he's trying to fuck me in the arse!

[crowd clamoring, laughing]

[Officer Maggot] Fucking motherfucker!

- [groans] - [gate slams shut]

[groans in pain]

[exclaims, screams in agony] Ah!

[exclaims] What the fuck are you looking at?

[exclaims, screams in agony]

What the hell were you two doing?

Were you kerfuffling?

Did you take it up the tuchus?

Look, I'm not judging. It's just... He's a cop.

So, did you get the battery?

Of course, I've got it.

Hey, get that khazer thing away from me!

- I don't know where it's been. - Suit yourself.

[both sigh]

Mazel tov, though.

It's been a while since I've seen one of those things.

Yeah, it's been pretty dry out there these days,

and guys like Boner Cop

don't make it exactly any easier.

But luckily...

I have you to watch my back.

Oy vey! Get that Schmeckle away!

Oh, shit! I forgot about that.

I really shouldn't let it go to waste.

[spits]

Or I could just use the 12 o'clock trick.

The 12 o'clock trick?

Yeah, it's when you shove your dick

behind your belt straight up at 12 o'clock.

Put it in stealth mode.

Why are you telling me this?

[Slade] ...are mean people...

- Are nutcases! [laughs] - Easy, easy, easy...

Easy, guys! No need to hurt me, okay?

Okay, lemme just see what I've got in my bag, okay?

- [grunts loudly] - [groans]

[Alex groans] Fuck.

- [grunts] - Ronald.

No. Keep your schnose out of it.

If she's not one of them, she's one of us.

[Alex groans, grunts]

[Ronald] Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah! Clover!

My man!

- Let's be civil. - For fuck's sake, Ronald!

You can't save

- every stray you find. - Oh, I can't, can I?

Look at Chef!

He was a fucking loser before I came along.

Did you know that he was actually skinny

before he ended up on the streets?

And just look at him now!

Man, I love that fat, podgy face!

Oy va voy!

[Slade] Think I'm gonna pass out!

Why is it always violence with you guys?

Can't we just make a deal? Huh?

Nobody gets hurt, and everybody walks away happy.

Kind of.

It's gonna have to be a pretty fucking good deal.

A fresh new battery for your boss.

I know the Rat King is fond of these.

- One week. - One week? That's it?

Inflation's getting out of control.

Hugs and kisses to the Rat King.

[Alex grunts]

[Alex breathing heavily, groans, grunts]

You didn't need to do that!

[Ronald] Oh, I'm sorry. My bad.

I didn't realize you enjoyed

getting the shit kicked out of yourself.

What, you guys here to shake me down too?

You think I've got it easy, and you've got it tough?

I'm on my own out here, pal.

- You owe us a battery. - No, she doesn't.

You're good.

[gentle music]

- It's okay. - [sighs]

- It's okay. - [breathes heavily]

- It's okay! - [sighs]

Uh-uh, it's just another mouth to feed,

another noch-schlepper.

There's no way she's coming home with us.

No fucking way!

- [Ronald grunts] - [wood clatters]

[Alex] Thank you!

[metallic plates rattling]

[music playing over radio]

Huh? Nice, huh?

[Alex] Yeah, it's, uh...

It's a cosy-looking spot.

Man, you should've seen this place before we renovated.

The Chi was way off.

But now it's got a... a nice,

- open flow. - [chuckles softly]

Cool, man.

Sounds great.

- [Pap screaming] - Jesus!

- [Pap screaming] - What the...

- What the fuck is that thing? - Stop! Stop!

What the fuck is on its face?

What's wrong with my face?

[Ronald] He's a friend. He's part of the crew.

Oh, shit. Sorry, man. Uh...

it's, uh... it's nice to meet you.

Jesus, Ronald,

this kin nearly gave me a poes klap!

What's with all the, uh...

Oh, this?

Just the latest and greatest in stealth camouflage technology.

Nobody sees you coming.

I've been here for about three hours.

Nobody suspected a thing.

There hasn't been anyone here for three hours.

[Chef farts]

- Yassis, Chef! - Jesus!

Have you been eating dead pigeons again, my bru?

- Ha! - Haha, I told you,

couch camouflage

- is fucking bullshit. - You are fucking delusional.

You got caught way before me.

The only reason I broke cover is because Chef

is poisoning me with his rancid insides.

Top up?

You read my mind.

[laughs]

[Ronald] I present to you, the twins!

The delightful Pap and Wors!

It is quite moreish, isn't it?

The most incredible crackheads that you'll ever meet.

And vegan friendly.

- Well, kind of. - If two vegans have an argument,

is it considered beef?

[all laughing]

Oh! And this is Offley.

Hi, Offley!

Tell me something, has she met 2-Bit, yet?

Ah, 2-Bit is the fucking best, hey!

No, Sockle!

[intense music starts]

Shut up now!

- But scary. - [Wors] Very scary.

Absolutely not!

Great guy overall!

Forget about it!

I won't leave my kids with him, you know?

You stupid. You think I'm stupid?

You're the idiot, man!

- Beautiful eyes! - [laughs]

[laughs]

[tense electronic music]

Is he okay?

Yeah, he's fine.

He's always just talking to himself.

More like an imaginary friend.

Oh, Sockle's real, all right! If I wasn't real,

could I do this?

- Ronald, where's the battery? - [chuckles]

I-- I dropped it.

He gave it away.

- [Ronald] Chef? - You gave it away?

- I, um... I tr-- traded it. - For what?

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah.

I didn't ask for any of this! Okay?

I didn't need rescuing.

It's every man for himself out there,

and I can look after myself just fine.

[scoffs] You've got a lot to learn, Bubala.

You're not going to get far thinking like that.

Not around here anyway.

What are we going to do for dinner?

Can't cook without power.

And we've got no gas.

Everyone's having sleep for dinner.

I'm fucking starving!

I can cook up a batch

- of my salty scrotum stew. - [shushes] Shut up! Enough!

[announcer over PA] Citywide curfew

is now in effect.

You are ordered to remain in your homes,

and off the streets.

Failure to comply will result in prosecution.

Well, I guess that's bedtime for all of us too.

You too, Alex. We need you fresh for tomorrow.

Tomorrow? What's happening tomorrow?

There's a mattress and some covers over there.

There's also a dildo, but no batteries.

[sighs] Okay.

Night, Offley!

Shit! I'm horny!

Aren't you horny?

[mysterious music]

[moans, groans]

- [moans] - [mysterious music]

[Ronald] So basically, what I'm saying

is that street people are like onions.

- We can make you cry. - No.

[Chef] We have a characteristically bad smell?

Yeah, that too, but what I mean is...

- [upbeat electronic music] - ...we have layers.

So the first layer is direct contact with the skin.

The second layer is insulation, which keeps you warm,

and the third layer is the shell layer,

which protects you from the rain, and the wind.

So, food. What is food?

Anything can be food.

A can of hummus stuffed in a drainpipe.

Some frozen matzah balls guarded by wild dogs.

But you've got to be clever.

Dairy and fats. Not great.

Give you a case of the shits like you won't believe.

[farts]

Now, if you're really desperate, you can try eating fucking rats.

This place is great,

because it's crawling with the fuckers.

Coming in and out all day,

shitting in the frozen goods, pissing on the rice,

having little fucking rat orgies in the quinoa.

You don't want this. Trust me.

Oh, man! Fuckin' khaza again! Maybe next time.

The first rule of fighting

is to try and avoid it at all costs.

Violence is the last refuge of the incompetents.

- [chuckles softly] - Okay, so,

Chef is gonna come at me in slow motion.

Watch carefully.

[tense music]

[groans] And... knife to the neck.

- [grunts] Fuck, Chef! - [Alex giggling]

- Just the punch, no knife. - [Chef] Oh, okay.

- [sighs] Okay. Again. - Okay.

[groans] Dragon claw to the eye.

[grunts, chuckles softly] You see what I did there?

The most important thing is choosing the right moment.

- That's key. - Tiger claw!

Okay, wait, wait, wait. So, what if you

have no choice? What if you have to fight?

Yeah, well... [sighs] ...I guess you just have

to get your arse beaten then.

Well, we'll... we'll go again. In slow motion. Okay?

Chef?

- [groans] - Chef, where you going?

[Chef exclaims, grunts]

[upbeat music]

♪ Remember when you bake Your cake ♪

♪ To always let it rise ♪

♪ Da-da, da-da! ♪

♪ With added Medical grade cocaine ♪

♪ To take away the pain! ♪

♪ Ha! ♪

Thank you very much.

[chuckles] Okay, okay, okay. Think I've got it.

[clears throat]

[Ronald] Okay, Alex, Chef, line up.

Alex, don't worry. Chef will not hurt you.

- I promise. - [Chef grunts, exclaims] Fuck!

- [Alex chuckles] - [Chef] God!

- What'd you do that for? - Pick your moment, right?

[Chef] I'm bleeding! I'm bleeding!

- That was... - [Chef groans, exhales sharply]

...that was actually really good.

Are you okay, baby?

How long have you been standing there for?

Are you a fighter?

[ominous music builds]

[chuckles]

[sirens blaring]

[Mayor Mostert] So, uh, thank you to the press...

Another day, another speech.

And I know I can count on you

for your continued support in the upcoming elections.

He's the reason they shut my family's business down,

made the rule, taking away the factories

from the working class, and made it government only.

It sends hundreds of these, uh, these beautiful drones

around the city to... [imitates suction]

...suck up all the, uh, the nasty little, um...

[Mayor Mostert] ...uh...

particles. CO2 particles, that is.

Uh... save the planet, and all that.

Oh, they said to me, "Clive..."

[chuckles] "...you can't do that!"

And I said to them, "Watch me!"

And you should have seen them

- watch me. - [guard] Move along!

Are you talking to us?

He wants us to move along. We're moving!

- [crowd applauding] - [guard] Move along.

[announcer over PA] Vote now. Vote now.

So, using the site samples gathered from

the New York incident in 1986,

we were able to synthesize the Viper compound

and reproduce it artificially on a massive scale.

And bind it to an aerosol medium,

which really opens--

Who's this person talking right now?

Actually, scratch that, I don't care who you are.

Just show me how my baby boy is doing.

Yes, sir. Um, right this way.

[one-eyed woman] Cocksuckers better let me out of here,

I'll rip your shriveled little dicks off!

[groans] Oh, God.

What the fuck is that?

...between my teeth like they're fucking grapes!

I could have sworn, I said I wanted them exterminated.

Not threatening me with a good time.

I'll rip open your jaws, and I'll shit down

- your throats! - Initiating...

[one-eyed woman] I'll fucking piss in your eyes!

...demonstration of aerosol Viper-283.

- Prepare to-- - You fucking cocksuckers...

Um, you gonna need these.

[sinister music]

If this doesn't work...

I think you would be a perfect test subject

for the rectal delivery system. Don't you?

- [chuckles nervously] - [sighs]

[one-eyed woman speaks indistinctly]

Smile!

[one-eyed woman] Get me out of here!

It's your lucky day, old hag.

Let me fucking out of here!

- Let's see what you got. - [machine whirring]

[subdued machine whirring]

Fuckers! Fuckers!

[whimpers] Fuck you!

[whimpers, coughs]

[coughs]

[pants, coughs intensely]

[squeals, breathing heavily]

[squeals, screams]

[screams]

[screams]

- [bone snaps, cracks] - [blood spurts]

- [screams, wails] - [body squelching]

[screams]

[gurgles, grunts]

[gurgles, grunts, chokes]

[groans, chokes]

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Yes! That's what I'm talking about.

That was incredible.

[laughs hysterically]

[laughs hysterically]

What the fuck?

[unsettling music]

[inhales sharply, smooches]

[Chef] I mean, think about it, that's all I'm saying.

Weird elf guy, flies into kids' rooms at night,

promising them they'll be young forever.

He's a pedo, for sure.

- You're full of shit. - [horn honks]

Peter Pan is the hero, and he defeats Hook.

But how do you think Captain Hook got to Neverland

in the first place?

Pan kidnapped him, and then he tosses him away

when he gets too old.

[Alex] Guys!

The guy's one sick motherfucker!

- Right? - Alex, what are you doing?

[Alex] Just be cool. Wait for me.

So, what happens to the rest of the Lost Boys?

He kills them when they get too old.

[clicks tongue] Kaput!

Oh, my God.

So, you're telling me that Hook is actually the hero?

Of course, he is.

He's the only one that ever stands up to Pan.

Pan's the ultimate villain, he's basically a serial killer,

and he treats Wendy like a shiksa.

And don't get me started on Tinkerbell.

[Alex] Guys!

[upbeat percussive music]

[Ronald] Wait for us! Chef, come on!

[chuckles]

[Chef yells indistinctly]

Okay, everybody, come and get it. [grunts]

Courtesy of Mayor Mostert

- and his goons. [laughs] - [Wors] Nice!

Okay, ten points and go.

Fanny, Minky, Foofy, Vajayjay, Bean, Manny, Ellen, uh,

flower, fandango, penis fly trap,

um... [chuckles] ...axe wound, and,

uh, there's another one-- Noo-noo! And beef curtains.

[chuckles] Very good. Well done.

Thank you. Okay, uh, 20 points. It tastes like...

So, what happened was,

we're running after this forklift.

Can you believe it? A fucking forklift?

I don't want to play this game anymore.

- [Chef] Brilliant! - Wait, wait, wait, wait!

What?

- What if it's poisoned? - Oh, we stole it from them.

- Yes? - Woah, woah, woah, woah!

You said you stole it from City Hall, right?

I just said that!

What if it's a trap?

But then, if they knew that we knew it was a trap,

and if we stole it from them, then they would know

that we would know that they knew it was poisoned.

So naturally, the only logical thing to do

would be to drink it.

[Chef burps] Good shit.

Hey Offley, you want some?

Okay, but you're missing out.

I was in the army with Chef,

and I spent almost two years on the border.

Saw some of the most horrific shit

that, like, fried my brain.

And after I was discharged,

the government didn't give a fuck!

And that's how I landed up here on the streets.

[groans]

Kak, man. I'll tell you this guy's story.

[chuckles] He's a real sicko! He gets more ass

than a toilet seat.

[Pap] On the weekends,

Ronald visits a little weekly gathering

called, "Sex Addicts Anonymous."

Every single person that I see, I really...

- wanna fuck them. - [tense music]

And I wonder, what they'll be like in bed.

I wanna run my tongue...

along their inner thighs.

Makes me rock hard.

I'm not gay,

- but 50 bucks is 50 bucks. - [bell dinging]

[Pap] One client is usually not enough.

You got to at least get two.

[Alex] Why two?

- [till dinging] - [woman moans]

[Pap] So, he has enough

to visit the meeting across the street.

I lost my whole family.

I can't lie...

I've been dying to party.

Imagine the person in front of you,

is your brother...

your father, your mother.

[Society mumbles]

[mumbles]

Ooh... I want that!

Uh-uh. That's not for you, stranger.

You're not ready for that.

Didn't mean to steal money from their purse.

[Ronald] Hey! I never got your name.

I am Society.

[Counsellor] Taking one step closer

to being healed.

Okay, so you go to Sex Addicts Anonymous

for clients,

and you go to Narcotics Anonymous to score?

- [chuckles] - [laughs] That is so fucked up.

That's fucked up?

You think that's fucked up? I'll tell you what's fucked up.

These two fucking weirdos created the most nasty,

disgusting, unspeakable drug I've ever heard of.

[intense dubstep music]

[exclaims] What the fuck, guys? Cat shit?

In our defense, that shit was dope.

Yeah, that shit was fire to be honest.

Listen to these chickenshit kids!

Back in my day,

I was boofing two ounces a night.

- [groans] - [laughs]

Sunshine, you're next. Sparkle, finger my ass.

Oh, yeah, this is great!

- Ronald. - Hm?

Come, I wanna show you something.

- Really? - Yeah, come!

[car engine revving in distance]

2-Bit, are you okay?

Do you wanna ask me something?

You're killing me here, 2-Bit. If you're not going to fuck her,

then I will. My dick is hard and ready to go.

Either that,

or I'm skull-fucking Wors over there!

This is Moo-Moo, and this is Kitty.

Oh...

nice.

[sighs]

[tense music]

[drone beeping]

[drone beeping]

[drone beeping]

[drone whirring, beeping]

[announcer over PA] Greetings.

On behalf of Mayor Mostert, we would like to offer you

a non-perishable edible slab

to say thanks for your continued existence.

Fuck off!

Do you know who you're talking to?

- [gas hisses] - [groans]

[coughs, groans]

[wheezes, whines]

- [groans] - [squelching]

[drone whirring]

[groans]

- [groans, grunts] - [body squelching]

- [bone snaps] - [screams]

[drone beeping]

[pants, groans]

[groaning]

[groaning]

- [bone snaps] - [screams]

[screams, groans]

[squeals, screams]

[pants, muffled groans]

[gas hisses]

[muffled groans, squeals]

- [drone beeping] - [man screams]

- [bang] - [liquid splatters]

- But Alex... - [playful music]

...Alex.

When you first came to us, I didn't like you.

But now...

now, I know you're a mensch.

[chuckles]

You're the best thing that ever happened to us.

And I love you.

And I hope you do not die.

[music stops]

Hey, who turned off the music?

- [glass shatters] - [Chef yelps]

[ominous synth music]

Well, well, well...

- What's going on here? - Fuck, it's the Rat King guys.

We've got a few freaks getting freaky!

[Ronald] A week already.

Ronald. Time's up.

Rat King wants to see her.

Our schedule's pretty much arses to ankles right now, guys.

So, just give me your details and I'll-- [grunts]

- [laughs] - [laughs]

[Ronald groans, pants]

We're not fucking around, Ronald.

She's coming with us.

Who the fuck turned off the music?

It was this fucker right here.

- Give him a kiss, 2-Bit. - [Clover grunts]

Fuck!

Rat King won't stand for this, Ronald!

We know where to hit you where it hurts.

[siren blares]

Are you going for a midnight stroll?

Why are you awake?

- [sighs] - I can't sleep.

I never can.

I think I might've been a bat in a previous life.

[chuckles softly]

[exhales deeply]

Listen, I get it.

Don't pretend to know me, because you don't.

[sniffs]

- [clears throat] - You're all alone in this world.

You've lost every person that you've ever cared about,

and you don't trust anyone anymore,

'cause every time that you've let your guard down,

let somebody in...

they've betrayed you. Every single time.

Fuck you.

[voice breaks] You don't fucking know me.

I lost both of my parents.

After they closed the factory, we had no money.

My dad was killed trying to keep the factory open

late at night just to support us,

to put food in our mouths.

And after that, my mother died of a broken heart.

She just gave up.

One morning, I went to go and wake her up.

She was just dead.

I'm sorry that you had to go through that.

And then my sister...

my baby sister.

She was ten years old when the soldiers took her away.

The one day I went to go and get food for us,

and by the time I got back, she was being loaded

into the back of a truck with the other kids.

And I ran after that truck as fast as I could.

I tried my best to keep up, but I just,

I couldn't. I couldn't keep up.

Everything inside me told me to keep going

when I couldn't anymore, but I just kept on going.

I got left in the dust like everyone else.

And it kills me. [sobs]

It kills me not knowing what happened to her... [sobs]

...what she might've had to go through.

I've been alone... [sobs]

...for so long, Ronald.

It's all that I know. [sobs]

[breathes heavily]

[voice breaks] You know...

it's not your fault.

It's gonna be okay. I promise. I promise.

- Okay? - [sniffles, sobs]

It's going to be okay.

[ominous music]

[sniffles, sobs]

Help! Please, help him. Please, help us.

[groans] Oh, my God!

Let me help you there, sir.

Get away from us, you filthy, piece of shit hobos.

Can't you see we're businessmen?

But my brother, look at him.

He's so ill, man. Please help us!

I don't give a fuck about your dying brother.

Now, piss off, before I call the police,

you peasants.

I was on the way to the stock market,

and I saw you being accosted by those disgusting vagrants.

Insider trading, huh? We should talk.

I'll get Linda to call your people

and we can set up a brunch.

You know, us industrialists, we... we need to stick together.

Anyway, I've got to run.

My labradoodle is having her braces removed today.

Cheerio!

[grunts]

- Get a fucking job, you bum. - [Ronald] Fuck you!

There's no red light here!

It's definitely in there, just lemme know

if it's red or green.

Hey, hey, hey! What the fuck are you doing?

Woah, woah, woah,

don't sneak up on people like that.

[businessman] Stop her!

She's got my leather briefcase! She stole it!

[chuckles] Yeah, world's first vegan cryptocurrency!

SoyCoin! [chuckles]

Oopsie-daisy! [laughs hysterically]

[groans, exclaims] Oh, my nose!

My beautiful nose! [cries]

[screams]

[sighs]

Remember us?

[unsettling music]

- Alex! - Alex!

[Ronald] Alex!

Just look around.

Yeah, that's right.

We're giving away tasty, nutritious food

to all the dregs of society.

I was walking down the street and this little, uh...

- this dirty little vagrant... - Where is everyone?

[Mayor Mostert] ...child comes up to me

and says,

"Clive, you do so much for this city,

but my daddy and mommy don't feed me."

So, I said to him,

"Well, then your mommy and daddy better come on down

to the food parcel handout on 5th Avenue."

[Alex groans]

[grunts weakly]

[pants]

- [Geep snarls, growls] - [chain rattling]

- [Rat King coughs loudly] - [machine beeps]

[spits, wheezes]

Old Geep nearly got you there, hey!

Geep!

Come here, my little boy!

Come here! I know what you want!

Oh, my special little sauce boy!

[gasps]

[cooing indistinctly]

Gentle, good boy. Suck my little foot.

Mm, you like Mommy's foot, hey?

I'm fucking done. Just fucking kill me,

there's no way in fuck I'm doing that.

I think Geep likes you.

- [wheezes] - [Geep mumbles]

He wants his little friend to stay.

Don't you, Geep?

- Look, I get it! I fucked up! - [Geep mumbles]

Okay, I can-- I can get you what you need.

I can get you something that you need.

Please, just-- I can't fucking be here anymore.

What's that, Geep? [wheezes]

Is she being naughty? [wheezes]

- Is she telling lies? - [Alex] I can prove it!

Look...

I can get you a battery that lasts you for months,

maybe even years.

- [Rat King wheezes] - [chain rattles]

[sniffs]

[Rat King wheezes]

- [mumbles] - [Geep mumbles]

[machine beeps]

Yep. [groans]

I'll give you...

one day.

[foreboding music]

Morning!

Cunts.

You seen this man?

- Liar. - [indistinct chatter]

You? Huh?

And you, huh?

Motherfucking poes!

Hello!

Seen this man?

Look closely, you fucking idiot.

Cool, open your mouth. Open your mouth. There we go!

You need a meal. Fuck off!

Where are you?!

- Here! - [indistinct chatter]

One for you!

Hey, guys, check out the haul!

- Chef, you don't think you can-- - Nope!

[Wors] Hey, we didn't get any!

Oh, you didn't. I'm so sorry.

I think there's a couple more back here.

- [grunts] - Ah, here it is!

- [laughs] - Oh, ple-- You're...

You're poes!

Fuck you!

Oh, they gave us some sandwiches!

That's very generous! I'll have some of these later.

Hey, what are you... what are you doing?

No, that's mine!

[grunts]

[chuckles]

Chef! Chef! Are you okay?

Ah, I'm keeping shtum. [sniffles]

I don't wanna talk about it. Let's just go on.

Why you all got such long faces, boys?

- What's up? - Because we're hungry.

We're schmatters, we're broke.

And sober.

Ah, you got to stop sucking on the dick of the man sometime.

Do it for yourselves, man. Fuck!

- Society. - Hm?

Have you got any stock?

Funny thing that...

You know that Society hasn't seen his supplier

for days. I think...

It's like he's gone missing, he's just sort of...

disappeared, he's like...

vanished.

- So, you got nothing? - Well, yeah, I mean,

keeping up appearances.

[mumbles]

- You still got the vial. - Yes, I have.

I mean, if I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times,

you're not ready for it yet.

Be careful out there, boys.

These are...

strange days.

[exhales, coughs]

[coughs]

[retches]

[breathes deeply]

[screams]

[screams]

Help me!

[screams]

announcer over PA] Citywide curfew

is now in effect.

You are ordered to remain in your homes.

Failure to comply will result in prosecution.

So, there's this lonely guy,

keeps scaring the shit out of his cat.

And he has this weird, slutty fish

that just wants to get laid all the time.

So, he makes this wish upon a star

to turn a puppet into a real boy.

So, now why does he want a real boy, huh?

Oh, my fuck!

- Sex doll. - Exactly.

This creepy clockmaker wants a real boy.

Probably because he's tired of the dick splinters

from Pinocchio's tight arse.

So, then this bitch blue fairy shows up

and she turns him into this kind of wooden zombie.

But she lays out all these rules before he's really real.

He must be selfless, and brave,

and truthful and all of this shit.

I mean, who the fuck is this bitch anyway?

This is what I'm saying.

The kid is barely ten seconds old,

and, uh, he can barely walk,

and she's going, "So long, bye, can't help you anymore."

But before she goes for some random reason,

she makes it so that whenever he tells a lie, his nose grows.

And I bet Geppetto enjoyed sitting on that nose, eh?

So, then the kids go off to this pleasure island

and they get turned into fucking donkeys,

which I'm pretty sure is a metaphor for sex,

- child trafficking. - Fuck, Chef.

You really are a deep thinker.

[Chef] There she is!

Alex.

Are you okay? What happened?

Hey, where were you? We couldn't find you!

Guys, it is great to see you all but we're in deep shit.

I'm-- I'm in deep fucking shit.

What do you mean?

I got jumped by more of those Rat King weirdos,

and they took me underground.

And then there was like this weird little guy

that was chained up like a dog and then... Jesus, fuck,

the Rat King. She's, like, hooked up to all these machines,

and they are not fucking around this time. Okay?

If I don't get them what I promised,

I'm totally fucked.

We got you, Alex.

They fuck with one of us, they fuck with all us.

I can't let you guys put yourselves in danger for me.

Well, we got you, kid.

Okay.

[sighs sharply] Thanks, guys.

[Chef] But what are we gonna do?

I think I've got a plan.

One of these.

- A flashlight? - No, it's a suppository.

- That's a crack pipe. - No, guys,

it's a drone.

[all] Oh!

[Alex] Okay, guys we've got the alleyway over here,

the dumpster and the drain.

We move out, go down the street,

and make sure the cops don't see us

and find a place to set up a trap.

Chef and Wors you get behind the dumpster and be ready.

Woah. Woah, woah. Hold on. This isn't going to work.

I've got a medical condition. I can't crouch.

Okay, then just stand.

No, that's not going to work either.

Why not? You're standing right now!

- [suspenseful music] - No.

I'm going to keep watch, and then Pap and Ronald,

you guys are gonna crouch behind the dumpster.

- And when you get ready-- - No, no, no.

Ronald needs to be on the roof with me.

What? Why am I on the roof?

Yeah, I think I'm being underutilized in this plan.

[Alex] Okay, we've got Chef and Wors

over here and we've got Pap there.

[Chef] No, no, no, that's not gonna work.

Chef is going to be here.

Maybe we put Pap with his brother.

[Ronald] Yeah, but then maybe Ronald

should rather be over here.

Listen, why don't I just sit on the couch

and I'll keep watch from here? Huh?

- No, I'm just saying! - [indistinct chatter]

- [Pap] ...so emotional. - [overlapping chatter]

[Alex] Guys, guys, guys, guys!

Guys! Please,

just shut the fuck up and let me do what I need to do.

Pap, Wors, you guys do your thing.

Chef, you're keeping watch. 2-Bit is the bait.

We wait until we hear one of those drone things

- then Chef gives a signal. - [indistinct chatter]

[Pap imitates the drone]

[Alex] Now, you wait until the drone gets close enough

not too early, not too late.

As soon as you've driven the drone back far enough,

me and Ronald will spring the trap.

- Fucking drone. - Fuck you, drone.

What if something goes wrong?

Nothing can go wrong, this plan is bulletproof.

Holy shit!

- Hold on! - [indistinct yelling]

[Ronald] Just jump off!

[indistinct clamor]

- [Ronald] Get off it! - [indistinct shouting]

[Ronald] Now, 2-Bit!

[both scream]

[indistinct yelling]

2-Bit, hit that thing. Hit, hit, hit!

[indistinct shouting]

I can't, they're young people.

[breathes heavily]

[pants heavily]

2-Bit, you okay?

Mazel tov! Mazel tov, guys!

I really love the teamwork. It gave me such nachas!

Where the fuck were you, huh?

Oh, you know, I was schvitzing, and you guys looked like

you had it all under control.

Besides, too many Chefs, am I right?

- [all chuckle] - Yeah, one Chef is

too many for me.

You were so good!

You were so good!

You remember when you were hanging onto that thing?

Guys, shut the fuck up!

- [breathes heavily] Jesus! - [all chuckle]

2-Bit, you fucking saved us, man.

I would save that ass for dessert.

I've got a big, fat, veiny one with your name on it.

- 2-Bit! 2-Bit! - Not now!

[breathes heavily]

[drone] The mayor is Daddy.

Woah, woah, it's saying something!

- [drone] Daddy! Daddy! - Chef, be careful.

There might be some sort of

self-destruct mechanism or something.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah... - [drone] Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

- Chef, be careful! - [drone] Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

Viper-283-- [grunts]

[coughs]

- Chef! - [chokes]

Are you okay?

- [exhales] - [ominous music]

[chokes]

- [groans] - Oh, fuck!

[Pap and Wors scream]

[Wors] Oh, my God, what's happening?

[Ronald] Chef! Chef!

[all scream]

Chef! Oh, my God!

Chef!

Don't die on me!

Don't die on me, Chef!

Stop it! Just fucking stop it!

He's dead already, man!

[ominous music continues]

Chef...

[Ronald] I'm so sorry, my friend.

[sobs] It's my fault!

[Alex] Viper...

[Ronald sobs]

Fuck!

I'd give all my eskimo pies for one more moment with him.

I'd give all my samosas.

- I'd give all my DVDs. - I'd give my one good Nike.

I would give him all our meth.

I would give him all our soylent greens!

I'd give him my two-minute noodles!

- I'd give him my blanket! - I'd give him Ronald's blanket!

Hey, we get it, guys! We all miss him.

Sorry about your friend.

We'll fix this.

That robot was tuning Mayor Mostert's its Daddy?

Yeah, that was mos kak weird.

Like, "Daddy," in a kinky way.

Yeah, just before Chef got...

- [imitates explosion sound] - Must have been that gas--

I mean, I don't know some sort of...

some sort of chemical weapon?

Fuck!

All those puddles everywhere,

all of that goo, those were all people.

The fucking mayor!

[sobs] We gonna die. We all gonna fucking die.

The mayor is fucking melting people.

They're exterminating everybody.

[shushes]

Argh! It's just Offley!

Are you okay, Offley?

Chef's dead.

- [motivational music] - Guys, Listen up!

Chef may be dead, but we're all still here.

If we fall apart now,

we'll never take back what is ours.

These are our streets, our city!

Now is the time to band together.

To show strength, to fight back

and take our revenge on Mayor Mostert.

In honor of Chef's memory!

Will you ride with me?

2-Bit,

- that was really-- - Good.

Straight from the heart! Those fuckers are gonna pay!

Martin Luther King, "I have a dream," bro.

I am so fucking pumped.

- [both chuckle] - The next fucking cop I see,

I'm gonna pull his fucking head off!

Whoo!

Fuck, I love a good drive in!

All you pieces of shit,

get in the fucking van!

Oh, fuck.

It's Boner Cop!

Run!

[Ronald] Alex, get out of here!

[indistinct shouting]

Get the fucking drone!

Poes.

[announcer over PA] For your own safety,

you are reminded to stand behind the yellow line.

For your own safety,

you are reminded to stand behind the yellow line.

For your own safety,

you are reminded to stand behind the yellow line.

For your own safety,

you are reminded to stand behind the yellow line.

For your own safety,

you are reminded to stand behind the yellow line.

Oh, Jesus!

[tense music]

[pants]

[distant indistinct chatter]

Wait, no, I just live up the road!

[old homeless man] Mad man! You mad man!

[officer] Your cooperation is greatly appreciated.

[van doors closing]

I hope Alex got away okay.

Where are they taking us?

I don't know.

Maybe it's just temporary housing.

The smell of ass in here is making me hungry!

Since there's a citywide extermination going on,

I think that might be bullshit!

So, on the count of three, when this fucking door opens,

we take them.

- We take them? What the fuck? - We can't do that.

What happens if one of us gets hurt again?

They're fucking killing us, Ronald!

I'm-- I'm ready, my bro. Are you ready?

Okay, 2-Bit, here we go! Let's go, we're gonna do this.

Assholes and elbows, here we go.

2-Bit, you ready? The gang?

Everybody else, are you ready to go?

[grunts] St... stop.

[soldier] There's another one! Go, go!

[announcer over PA] Keep moving forward.

Obey orders.

Keep moving forward.

- Obey orders. - Everybody just stick together.

We don't want to get lost in the crowd.

[homeless person] Please!

- Please! - [Ronald] Listen!

- Please! - I can't help--

I can't die here! Please!

[announcer over PA] Obey orders.

Keep moving forward.

Obey orders.

Keep moving forward.

Obey orders.

Keep moving forward.

Obey orders.

[Ronald] Keep close.

[woman over PA] Keep moving forward.

Obey orders.

Keep moving forward.

[foreboding music]

Jesus.

Where is she? Where's the Rat King?

Didn't make it.

We got a new boss now.

- That thing is your boss? - [chuckles]

I don't know. I'm here because I need your help.

From your old pal, the Rat King.

Everyone's gone. We're all that's left.

And the mayor is the one that's responsible, okay?

I've seen what he does to us, and it is totally fucked!

We have a place for you, if you want it.

You're smart... [scoffs]

...and I know you can fight.

We could use you, wherever we end up.

You want me to go with you?

I'd rather have you inside the tent pissing out,

than outside the tent pissing in.

Don't you get it?

There isn't gonna be a you or a us,

if we don't do anything.

I'm not gonna let them take the city and my friends.

They're all that really matters.

- I'm standing here. - [Geep] Excuse me.

- What the fuck? - If we do

do this for you...

what's in it for us?

[soldier 1] Move it!

[soldier 2] Now!

[indistinct shouting]

[announcer over PA] Keep moving forward.

Obey orders.

Keep moving forward.

Eyes down! What the fuck you looking at?

[soldier 3] Move along!

We've got to get you processed.

Keep moving!

[announcer over PA] Keep moving forward.

- Obey orders. - [soldier 3] All of you,

in here!

- [indistinct shouting] - [Pap] Hey! He's with us!

He's with us!

Wors! Guys! What's happening?

Hey, it'll be okay! Just chill. We won't leave you behind.

Don't worry, Offley! We'll get you out of there!

Hey, man. What is the plan? How are we gonna get Pap out?

We'll wait for the patrols to thin out

and then we'll get hold of the keys.

Wait? We can't wait. They killing people, man!

Why don't you use your fucking army ninja skills

and get us out?

[soldier] Everybody out!

Hey, what are you doing?!

Wors, help me! Help!

[Wors] Where are you taking them?

- Wors! - [Wors] It'll be okay.

I love you, bro.

We'll open the main gate and clear a path to the exit.

You go find your friends and then we'll meet back up.

Whatever you do, don't get spotted

because we won't come back for you.

Whatever, just make sure there's an exit.

- Okay? - Alex...

Just remember our deal.

And don't fuck it up!

Are you ready to spill some blood?

- [chuckles] - [intense music]

[soldier] Move, move, move, move!

Get in! Move, move, move!

- Wait, wait, wait! - [soldier] Move!

- Wait! - [soldier] Move!

Get in!

[indistinct yelling, screaming]

- Let us out! - Please, let us out!

[gas hissing]

[all screaming]

- [gas hissing] - [all screaming]

You are in the presence

of a genius right now.

Elon Musk,

Martin Bingus, and now me!

Unfortunately, no one's going to know who I am.

But I'm going to change the world!

I have changed the world!

None of you guys are gonna be there to see it.

But everything's going to be better now.

- Everybody's going to be happy-- - [Ronald] Sir!

Sir, please! We need your help.

My friend's not well. We need... we need a doctor.

What seems to be the problem?

You people just don't get it.

[Ronald] Sorry, I... I... I can't hear you.

[Wors] You're gonna need to speak a little louder.

He's, uh... he's deaf in one ear.

I said-- [groans]

[Ronald] Hold him! Hold him!

- [Wors] Get the keys! - [keys jingling]

I've got it!

[Society] How's it, my brother?

[tense electronic music]

Society?

You are finally ready, my China.

It's time!

Bada bing, bada boom!

[tense electronic music continues]

I never thought I'd actually ever say this, but...

maybe this isn't the best time for me to get high.

That will make you see things nobody's ever seen.

You will do things nobody's ever done.

That's not any normal narcotic.

That will make you run faster, jump higher.

You'll think faster than the speed of light,

my brother.

Go save your friends.

[gasps]

This isn't gonna make me...

Fuck it!

[tense music]

[exhales sharply]

[pants]

Shit.

[voice distorts] It's getting hot in here.

- Can I have one of those? - [growls]

[Society] No.

[growls]

[grunts, breathes deeply]

[distorted grunts, snarls]

And the good guys always win.

So, ergo, we must be the good guys.

Ah...

Gosh, did you see that lady's head explode?

Yeah! Yeah, she was like, "Please don't kill me!"

and I'm like, "Nah".

- [mimics gun sounds] - [both laugh]

Anyway, how's your sister doing? She all right?

She's good! She misses you.

[suspenseful music]

[scoffs] Shit!

[alarms buzzing]

[announcer over PA] Security breach.

[indistinct clamor]

[announcer over PA] Security breach.

That's the last one.

Did you see Offley? Where's Ronald?

[announcer over PA] Security breach.

Security breach.

[Wors, distorted] Ronald, are you okay, my bru?

[announcer over PA] Security breach.

Jesus Christ!

[announcer over PA] Security breach.

[Ronald] Brothers!

- [gunshot] - [soldiers grunt]

[Ronald] Stop fucking around! Get the guns!

[announcer over PA] Security breach.

I really wanna dance. Don't you guys wanna dance?

- [rapid gunshots] - [wailing, screaming]

- Another two down! - Another two souls lost!

Ronald's definitely not getting into heaven.

There's another four coming!

[announcer over PA] Security breach.

I really think it's working, man.

[grunts, breathes heavily]

But I'm feeling... I'm feeling pretty good.

You know, I don't feel scared at all.

I'm... I'm feeling invincible!

[voice distorting] You know? I can do anything!

- [grenade explodes] - [screams]

Whoo! [chuckles]

What the fuck is that?

I'll suck your dick, whatever you want.

I'm not gonna die without one last bang!

You can see him?

Of course, I can fucking see him!

There's a horrible, fat little blue ghoul sitting right there!

Has he been there the entire time?

Sockle's always been here, baby!

Are you guys fucking mal?

- What are you talking about? - [screams]

Got you, fuckers!

- [gunshots] - [soldiers screaming, groaning]

[breathes heavily]

What just happened?

We're never gonna talk about that,

but let's head that way.

[all grunt, groan]

- Who the fuck is that? - [gunshot]

- [gunshot] - [grunts]

The rest of you go look for another exit.

Yeah.

[grunts]

[grunts]

[panting]

- [gunshot] - [music concludes]

[chuckles] Just couldn't wait your turn.

You impatient fuck.

I fucking dare you to shoot me.

- I fucking dare you! - Ronald, shut the fuck up!

I'm invincible. Bullets can't hurt me!

Just try it! I dare you!

- Shoot me! - Okay.

[gunshot]

- Nope, not a thing. - You can't feel that?

No. Nothing.

What about now?

Mm-mm.

Come on, you have to feel that!

No. Not a thing.

You okes are fucked in the head.

Kill them!

[tense music]

- [grenade rattles] - [gas hisses]

- Oh, fuck! - [Ronald] Alex!

[mutters indistinctly, whimpers]

- Oh, fuck! - [groans]

[cries, screams]

- [screams] - [gurgles]

[both groan, shout]

[distant wailing]

You're alive!

She's alive!

You came to save us!

You kinda left it to the last minute

- but I'm not complaining. - [screams]

- Gotta pick your moment, right? - Right.

Holy shit, that looks bad! Are you okay?

Oh, this? Almost forgot about that.

- [all groaning, wailing] - [squelching]

Are you high right now?

He's higher than a giraffe's pussy.

- And that's high! - Good one, Sockle.

It's a classic! [chuckles]

Guys, we really need to find Pap. Now!

Yeah, I think I know where he is.

- Let's go! - [Alex] Let's go!

Hey, 2-Bit! Hey, where's everybody going?

- [gas hissing] - [screaming]

[alarms blaring]

[music intensifies]

[all grunt]

Offley, where have you been?

We need to get out of here! Now!

[grunts]

[grunts]

- [Wors] Pap! - Wors, slow down!

[Wors] Pap, where are you?

- [rapid gunshots] - [both grunt]

Pap!

[grunts, screaming]

[intense electronic music]

[Alex] Hurry up! 2-Bit, come on!

- [soldier] There they are! - [rapid gunfire]

[music fades]

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

- [sobs] - [Ronald] It's Pap.

- [inhales sharply] - The fuck?

[Ronald] Jesus!

- [sobs] - Wors...

I love you, brother.

[somber music]

[Ronald] I'm sorry, my friend.

He's gone.

- [inhales sharply] - [Ronald] Fuck!

I'm tripping out!

Um, Pap, how are you...

What?

Is it bad?

- It's, uh... - It's not great.

I-- I'm pretty sure you can just tuck it...

[Wors] Don't do that, don't do that, don't do that!

[chuckles]

I got an idea! [chuckles]

- [screams] - [gunshots]

[indistinct yelling]

2-Bit, hurry up!

- [gunfire continues] - [alarms blaring]

We're leaving!

[wailing, screaming]

[groaning, shouting]

2-Bit you're my Wookiee!

[laughs] I don't know what I'm shooting at!

- [wails] - Move! Move!

- [indistinct yelling] - [explosion]

[Clover] Come on, let's go!

[Ronald] Where we going?

We're raiding the City Hall.

[Alex] It's cool, they're with us!

This way!

[alarm blaring]

2-Bit, let's go! We're going to the City Hall!

Wait, 2-Bit, my balls are hurting.

[squeals]

I have reduced the number of homeless people

in this city to basically zero.

Thank you. Thank you.

You'll never again have to see another home--

[intense music]

[coughing]

Fuck!

- [rapid gunshots] - [grunting]

[grunts]

[screams]

- [grunts] - [screams]

[Ronald] Come on!

[screaming]

[screams]

- [gunshots] - [Ronald] Keep moving!

...polluting the streets

of our beautiful city ever again.

Go, I'll take it from here.

Are you sure?

Let's move!

- And I promise that-- - [crowd clamoring]

What the fuck is that?

Down with the fucking government!

Now, just everybody calm down!

We don't want this party turning into a massacre!

Massacre sounds good to me!

[laughs]

[glass shatters]

[Mayor Mostert] What the fuck is this?

Shoot the fuckers!

Kill them all!

[heavy electronic music]

[screams]

[crowd clamoring]

[screams]

Keep moving forward!

[speaker] Put your mask on!

[screams]

[groans, grunts]

[screams]

Go, go, go!

[all screaming]

[gunshots]

[screams]

[Ronald grunts]

- The fucker's getting away! - [Alex] Let's move!

[Wors] Let's kill that cunt!

- [gunshots continue] - [cheering, laughing]

[grunts]

[grunting, yelling]

[screams]

[screams]

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

You let me go now,

I promise, no repercussions.

Water under the bridge. Think about it.

What have you actually achieved, huh?

Nothing! Everybody still hates you!

You're still the lowest of the low.

You pieces of shit!

You... you filthy fucking hobos!

You're goddamn street trash!

- No, no, no... [screaming] - [music intensifies]

[groans]

[groaning, choking]

[gentle music]

[sighs]

It's over.

Alex...

no matter where you go,

there you are.

Oy vey!

[Ronald chuckles softly]

[Mayor Mostert whispers] Street trash...

Filthy trash...

I'm the fucking mayor.

You're gonna have to suck my di--

[indistinct chatter]

People were shouting and screaming and vomiting.

Like they've never seen a meat sock before.

And that's why they call me Sockle.

- Come on, let's go. - [Sockle] Not this time, kid.

- Sockle's gotta go now. - [somber music]

Gotta sow my wild oats with all the other boys

and girls out there.

- So many holes, so many people. - Why do you have to go?

I've taught you everything I know, 2-Bit.

My work is done here.

But if you ever need me, you know where to find me.

[music fades]

["New Day" by Ten Athlone]

- You okay? - Mm-hm.

[groans] This bullet's really starting to hurt now.

- I'm never taking drugs again. - [all laugh]

["Street Trash" by Ten Athlone]

♪ It's not paranoia if they're Really coming for you ♪

♪ When you're living On the street ♪

♪ All the people know you By your name ♪

♪ All the strangers that You meet ♪

♪ Ain't nobody looking Out for fame ♪

♪ But then The nightmares start ♪

♪ When the green mist comes For you ♪

♪ You hide, you run You fight ♪

♪ Because nobody gives a hoot ♪

♪ They call us street trash But we know where it's at ♪

♪ We see all the wheeling Going down ♪

[music stops]

Sir.

Where to next?

♪ Though the cops Provide the heat ♪

♪ Old newspapers Are your only fur ♪

♪ It's all fun and games Until you lose an eye ♪

♪ Or an ear or a nose Or half your toes ♪

♪ Toes ♪

♪ It's not paranoia ♪

♪ If they're really Coming for ya ♪

♪ Get up, get down Just don't stay in town ♪

♪ Sing it girls ♪

♪ Street trash ♪

♪ Street trash ♪

♪ Street trash ♪

♪ Street trash ♪

♪ Night creeps ♪

♪ City streets ♪

♪ Jackels marching to the beat ♪

♪ Night and day Through the town ♪

♪ Fight our way Through ups and downs ♪

♪ Anywhere, we don't care ♪

♪ In or out is our fresh air ♪

♪ You don't see us But we're there ♪

♪ Sometimes in our underwear ♪

♪ Keep you safe in your bed ♪

♪ When they're crawling Through your head ♪

♪ Doesn't matter what you say ♪

♪ You think you're great But we're okay ♪

♪ Living in a garbage stash ♪

♪ Every day is street trash ♪

♪ Every day is street trash ♪

♪ Every day is street trash ♪

♪ All right This is the best part ♪

[upbeat electronic music plays]

["New Day" by Ten Athlone]

♪ Underneath A pale blue moon light ♪

♪ All alone on the avenue ♪

♪ You came into my life ♪

♪ In the fury Of a violent night ♪

♪ Through the green fog Of destruction ♪

♪ You found my guiding light ♪

♪ You helped me through it all ♪

♪ In the fury Of a violent night ♪

♪ But now tomorrow comes ♪

♪ And we've got to pick up The pieces ♪

♪ Of the friends we lost And the friends we gained ♪

♪ On the streets Where our lives began ♪

♪ There's nothing left To the old ♪

- Do it! Just put it in. - I can't.

Come on, it'll make you feel nice!

But I don't even know what you are!

Doesn't matter. A hole's a goal.

We're just a couple of guys

helping each other out, making a little fucky-fucky!

Okay. But you can't tell anyone.

Who am I gonna tell, huh?

Look, it's winking at ya.

[2-Bit exhales]