I know where he is. I'll even serve him up on a silver platter for
him. Now get in here. I'm glad to see you finally out of your man cave.
Well you know Amanda can be pretty convinced of what she
wants to be. Hey babe, Eric sir. Hey Amanda. Well, well, well,
well, you made it. Yeah, sorry. Told us. Looks like I baked
this for you. I couldn't eat it by myself. It'd just be
too depressing. Wow. You baked this. Yeah, you know for a
single guy. I know my way around me. Oh, I'm glad that you
uniformed and noticed how to bake. Have a feeling you're not
going to be single for long. Come on. You're a mom, right?
Hey mom. You're brave. Happy Thanksgiving. Oh, you're welcome.
Eugene's in the sweater. You're going to least
make an effort. Casuals more of my thing,
Kathleen. Especially in my own house. Don't you mean our house now? You know what she's
going to be going to say. Hey, hey. Happy Thanksgiving. Thank God you're back Thomas. I
thought we'd be eating a frozen Turkey dinner. Sorry Rob. Yeah, this is the first time.
The store's open on Thanksgiving. You know, we always do the night black Friday,
but people were showing up at 6 P.M. anyway, so. You're a smart man. Tell us. Yeah,
well, credit my beautiful fiance over there. It was her idea. Well, from what
I've been hearing about the turnout, it is going to be a very happy Thanksgiving.
Here we go. Oh wow. That's beautiful, yes. Mitch,
we need your carving skills. I've got time to
carve it, but not to you get me. Thomas is not
making you work. Blame Bob. Apparently, he's a wall.
Thomas called and said it's me working on fire. Sorry, buddy.
Oh, the store shouldn't even be open. It's Thanksgiving. I know Mary, but
let's face it. Like Friday starts on a Thursday now. Even in Plymouth.
Oh my God, John Lee is back. I didn't really hear first.
Everybody, just fucking calm down. Jesus, everybody be
patient. Let's say you'll be a person in the past general.
What the fuck is wrong with the body? The store
opens in 10 minutes. We'll get you off the line.
Dad, explain. You got a fire hose?
Don't you goddamn wallers.
Kathleen's will bring down this house and it really shows coming over.
She'll never be able to replace her mom, just.
And look at it this way. It was a quick engagement,
so hopefully it would be a quick divorce.
Please don't.
Dad, we're going to the movies.
Have fun. Bobby, I want to hear about that 19
strike-out game against UCLA when you get about it.
Deal, Thomas. Good night, everyone.
It's good when Billy and he's indoor.
God, it's all gas, bro.
Okay.
Who are they?
Bobby.
Bobby, don't start. I'm hoping that he's giving him.
I'm glad I didn't do that.
What are you doing?
I did you a new Friday night guy.
I better be with the 96 mile-pro basketball.
I think you are such a skit.
What?
You know, nice job being hand over.
Scoob out, you're just unstoppable.
Thanks, man. It was a pretty good night until Taysomfuro over here.
I was going to lock the fuck up.
Classing up.
We got in a run-in with some drunk hand over ass folks.
I popped one of them in the eye.
But this one was too busy filming yourself to get some fucking footage.
Shit, we're broke the Internet.
You are lucky. I didn't film that, okay?
It was like a waffle house-level kid who was mad.
Get off me.
This fucking traffic is ridiculous.
Yo, pitstop.
I need a new phone.
I'm not fucking smashing the fight.
We're not going to be in a zoo.
Yes, we are.
Because Evan knows we can.
I thought we were going to the movies.
We are.
How am I going to texturing the movie without a phone?
Who are you texting?
Oh shit!
Guys, we need to do this quick.
Okay, five minutes.
There's Delta Mission.
I promise you it's five minutes.
It's not a car.
It's an SUV.
Hey, babe.
Can I just stay there please?
Please don't let me do this wrong.
Oh!
Don't be.
Hey, what's up?
Hey, man.
Don't.
I have to catch up with my friends.
Oh, I walk you.
Come on.
So, what are you doing Saturday night?
Going in Cap with Bobby.
All right.
Excuse me.
I'm having a little get together with my friends.
Excuse me.
And, you know, if you want me to come by, it's just going to be like...
I can't, Bobby's only in time till Monday, so... You should just swim by earlier.
You get like, play some drinking games.
Have a good time.
You know, I got some cake.
She's all set, man.
Come on.
Chill out.
He's just helping.
Oh, what a gentleman.
Basic.
As long as gold runs around your toes.
Scott.
Earned.
How much is this?
Shut the fuck up.
Soddie.
Help.
I love you, dude.
But I'm fucking sure you can try your best.
Open that game for a second.
Let's see it, man.
Again, again.
Have a good situation.
Good night.
Jesus Christ.
Hey!
Hey, yo.
We got you one fish.
This is you fuck.
Oh, fuck!
That's what you got.
You're dead over at it, buddy.
Fuck you!op my car. Oh,
oh, shit. Fuck you,
boy. Fuck you, boy. You're running.
Where is your mom,
man? Fuck you, man.
Fuck, my mother.
Your cousin. Fuck your dog. You just kept reaching in and out of it. In and out, I
promise. What the fuck? Letting those fucking firearms in there. Dobby, fall out.
I fucking kill you.
Who's that fucking showman?
He's in a third of the holiday!
Come on, man. It's a pizza oven.
Where do you think it goes?
Ten minutes, people. Please, come on.
I'm surprised.
Hey, baby. What are you doing here?
I came in with Eric. I didn't want you to start him on Thanksgiving.
I got a call on the radio. I needed some crowd control.
Yeah. In fact, you should probably wait in here, okay?
Okay. Are you okay?
Yeah.
Be careful.
Fucking guy, Lonnie's 30 years old.
He's got her back two years.
He's dating champion.
Hey, does your dad still sell stock collars?
Or a tantalizer or something?
This is like in the fucking apartment.
Evan! We can take anything you want.
Just move up.
Come on.
No one's talking about it.
Let's go.
I hear you now.
This guy is having a stealth mission.
Come on.
The store will open ten minutes.
Right!
Stay calm. Take the fer- Everybody's going to get the fer-
Oh, yeah. Why the fuck are they going to get the fer- Who?
Oh, my God!
They're getting all the good shit!
I'm getting all the good shit!
Come on.
What the hell are you doing?
You can't- You think I'm going to be- You're doing it, man.
You're doing it, man.
You fucking gotta let us in.
All right.
Stay calm, please.
Just push on.
Stay calm.
I'm going to go.
Just step back.
No.
Stay calm.
It's just push back a little bit.
Hold this thing a bit.
Hey!
Go up for everyone!
Get in touch with immediately!
Oh, my God.
Dude, the fuck is happening to you?
Hey!
Hey, hell!
Where the fuck are you going?
Open the door!
They're going to get lost!
Oh, yeah!
You are going to fucking see!
Let me fucking see!
Get the fuck out of here!
Just fucking go!
You son of a bitch!
Get the fuck out of here!
What is this?
I'm going to fucking see something like this in my life.
Online here at Right Mart,
and although the store has announced
they will have substantial security upgrades for Thanksgiving,
many residents feel after last year's catastrophic events,
the store shouldn't be open at all.
Thomas, right?
You and your entire family have blood on your hands.
My wife's blood.
We open for Thanksgiving,
you only hired two security guards?
One of whom runs away, the other is trampled to death
in the same stampede that killed my wife.
You and your entire family need to go to prison.
Not have another sale!
Right Mart owner, Thomas,
right has worked over time since last year to give back to the community,
restoring Plymouth Park,
and even going so far as to start the Right Family Foundation,
sending local kids to college.
But many say it's not enough.
Local pitching phenom Bobby Dostasi suffered a career-ending injury
and has not been heard from since the accident.
Many lawsuits were filed and settled,
but the security cameras somehow weren't working the night of the tragedy.
All I know is that the cameras were functioning perfectly fine when I arrived.
Then in the streets, you stop working the one
night there's an actual disaster at the store.
How convenient.
Thanks, Mitch.
Reporting live.
Thanks, Morten.
At the right Mark,
in the downtown corner.
Okay, Natalie.
Nice to meet you.
And here you go.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Good morning, Sheriff.
You want the usual?
Two cups day, Lizzie.
The deputy's coming.
Well, he was in here yesterday and he's not much of a conversation.
Yeah.
Real trauma.
Probably just overwhelmed by the thriving the truck was to this planet.
What the fuck?
Fuck you.
Here he is.
Good morning.
Morning, Sheriff.
Welcome.
And here you are.
John Cabber.
He was the first... First governor of New Plumber's Call me.
Okay, you've been doing your homework there.
Fuck you, Colerina.
Plaid in the statue homework.
Now, come on.
Show us some enthusiasm.
Thanksgiving is an institution.
What kid wouldn't want to wear that, right?
Yeah.
Get used to it.
Everybody's going to be wearing them.
Yeah.
You're used to it.
Yes!
Let's go.
What?
What are you doing?
Kid, what are you doing?
I just hit top two wrongs.
That means you get to go again.
Somebody kept tagging me a little deal.
Yeah, they're tagging me too.
I'm trying to report it.
Yeah, but people keep reposting it.
Thanks for this joint purchase.
Dude, I just won this candy apple.
I hit the bullseye like three times in a row.
What's that?
Good job, babe.
What?
What is it?
What do I do now?
I don't know.
Don't do it all.
I thought we were past this.
Yes.
How did I?
Well, fuck this.
I'm going back to the accident.
It's safer there.
I'm sorry.
I wasn't the only one with the bull that night.
I know you didn't post it.
What?
I have to go to the John Carverhouse to film that stupid commercial thing down.
I'm making my grandmother's stuffing her secret ingredient.
This is a touch of my plate.
And we hope I can make it half as good as hers, though.
Oh, I'm sure you'll make it next to the dinner, Kathleen.
Hey, Jessica.
Hey.
So you ready for your big moment in the wine wine?
Oh, yeah.
I already hurt my acceptance beach.
I have mine ready too.
Yours?
Did your father tell you?
He wants a family commercial this year.
Look at it this way.
One more year until college.
It's time to answer.
I don't know.
I can't fucking believe this.
I don't know why it's still in here.
What's going on?
It's a fucking disaster.
All commercials are ruined.
I've been screaming at everybody the whole morning.
Okay, guys, back up.
I've got to call this in.
Yeah, historical landmark has been trashed.
What?
Yeah, whatever that's.
I've got to shut this place down.
I catch these guys.
I'm going to prosecute them for vandalism.
Die again, theft.
Because there was an axe on that wall that was going to use.
It's gone.
I've come to right, Mark.
We're these last places without a fucking axe.
My commercial's ruined.
You look relieved.
Yeah.
Tired of pretending like everything's normal and it's not.
Well, hey, Jess.
I don't want things to go back to normal too.
That's why this year's going to be every day the last year was supposed to be.
Dad, no.
Having another sale, like nothing happened, doesn't change anything.
It just ignores it.
As usual, you can't have one moment alone.
Hey.
I'm good.
Very good.
How do you think it's going, Jess?
Dude, they're amazing.
She invited me to the parade to be on the float,
and then I scored an invite to Thanksgiving dinner with her family at her house.
I feel like I'm in.
Yeah.
Bobby goes to her as the best thing that ever happened.
Nicely played.
This is good.
I know it.
So I think... The Cardi Party, God, is where you want to be.
You look like you enjoy alcohol and drinking,
so you're going to want to come down to the Cardi Party 25 whole dollars.
Hey.
You guys want to take us to the Cardi Party?
I can do a new movie.
He's charging this year?
Yeah, he's been watching a lot of Shark Tank.
Dude thinks he's Mark Cuban.
No, thank you.
Selling alcohol to all the teens isn't exactly disruptive.
No, but it is a recession-proof business.
Let me know if you guys want tickets.
You're selling a quick.
How about you finish my fucking history paper,
and then we'll talk tickets?
Sure.
You're a sweetheart.
I've made him have a pretty decent summer money store.
Well, I can't write papers and play football at the same time.
Hey, it's Bobby.
Shit, he's back.
But why didn't he come talk to you?
I don't know.
I haven't talked to him in a year.
That's definitely him.
I don't think so.
The table is set.
This is weird.
I know he gets a fake hit.
He has no followers.
Ooh, it's a table.
We're all tagged.
Ryan's here.
He's so mean.
Can you really try and seem like you're not a dick?
I'm nice to him.
Okay.
Ryan's fine.
He's just...
He's harmless.
Like an NPC.
But he messes with a great dynamic.
Just be nice.
For me.
Okay.
I just have nothing to talk about with a guy.
He's kind of boring.
Well, maybe if you've made a bit of an effort.
I mean, he's a good guy.
Good boy.
Well, he hasn't just ghosted me yet.
So, he's front-runner.
Hey.
Hello.
Hi, guys.
Good to see you.
You finished your paper?
Oh, barely.
I just got another one today.
And I got... I'm gonna just... I'm gonna be swamped until Christmas.
Let's just say that.
That's crazy, bro.
Oh, excuse me.
Ready to...
This isn't right, my, honey.
You actually have to wait.
You turn here.
She told you.
She told us.
So, what are you guys doing for the Pat Steelers game?
Probably watching on my place.
That sounds fun.
You can totally do that.
Or...
You could watch it with me on the 50-yard line.
Wait.
Are you serious?
Yes, sir.
That's so cool.
You're just Browning.
Yes, sir.
How do you like this guy?
I think I'm... Yes.
Could I do the vanilla sauce?
All right.
You want Jimmy's on it?
Extra jam.
That's the garlic, nah.
This isn't Poppa Gino's, kids.
Okay.
No!
He's doing this!
He just took everything out of his Get him!
Go!
Come on!
Watch out. Here we go. Here we go. Watch out.
Cover that boy! Cover that up!
Yo! Jacob!
Step in my office.
Those are the shades.
Final aid night.
What were you doing?
Well, I had two essays to write.
Uh, I woke you up next week.
You said that last month.
Yeah, Ms. Farr is better at this shit up, okay?
Trust me, Evan, she couldn't have written it better herself.
Okay.
Good man.
Right.
Brainiac.
What?
Guys, talk carpet, take this again.
Oh my God.
These seats are for us.
Our names are at the table.
Oh, sure. What happened?
Is this killing connected to what happened at Raymar?
I'm going to get this pushed back a little bit.
Am I working on anything with you?
What do you got for me?
Guys are going through security footage inside.
Yes, sir.
Can you tell us any of these guys out of the way?
Pete?
I found this with a killer from him.
What is this?
I think it's a brick.
Or a piece of a brick.
Right.
Well, Val, you meant to take a chew, yeah?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, we met.
Come.
Take a look at this.
Hey.
We got the killer on security jam.
You're not going to believe what he's wearing.
Cameras at Raymar caught the same guy lowering
her legs under the sign from the roof.
Just like you said, Sheriff.
Everyone in town is wearing them.
Wow.
Just you know me.
I will not be bullied by some freaking lunatic.
The store is staying open and I'm hiring extra security.
But honey, would you get to the Sheriff's office now?
I know.
We're going now.
Just ask anyone who is there and I do a talk.
Okay.
Bye.
He's hiring additional security.
But not closing the store.
Correct.
That would make sense.
Wait.
Are you serious?
Did your dad not see this guy tagged us?
Is he waiting for us to be on a fucking display in front of the store?
I'm asking him right now.
Don't.
Why the fuck not?
You're going to tag me?
I'm going to send that motherfucker DM.
It's quiet.
Get me.
Please.
Just hold off.
Okay.
It's a murder case in my dad's store.
We can't just fuck around.
Fuck around and find out.
I'm going to find out.
Right.
I'm going to get to see what happens.
Are you crazy, McCarty?
Come on, Princess.
I would have hit you.
I know what your paperwork.
The cops would make me go out.
McCarty, are you back to finished, James?
I just thought, you know, in light of the current
situation, you might want a little protection.
Curse you, my old man store.
McCarty, only you'd have the balls to sell guns at a high school.
I should kick your ass right here.
Come on.
Mark Cuban would think I'm a fucking genius.
Everyone gets a gun.
Problem solved.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Easy, Scooby snacks.
Jesus.
I'm only kidding.
I wouldn't sell guns to kids.
I'm selling alcohol.
And right now I got to meet that little farthead.
Jake had to sell some more McCarty party tickets.
Okay.
Sales are going through the roof.
No one's coming to that.
You guys should come.
It's the only place in town you won't get killed.
I could really use your help, Jessica.
Okay, what can I do?
We've exhausted pretty much every resource to identify people.
But anyone involved with that night could be in serious danger.
And you shouldn't have let them in the store.
It's active, can you give us a little bit of this?
Yes.
If you look closely, you can see all our name, Jane.
And then it's kind of blurry.
It's a scuba.
Why do they call you scuba?
My last name's Diving.
What's your first name?
Claude.
Yeah.
Scuba's better.
You know, I don't know what happened with those cameras last year.
But at this point, I don't care.
Because I understand the other difficult situation.
But I know you want to do the right thing.
So if you know something, anything that can help us with the information on that night,
I promise I'll keep it between us.
Because this is a matter of life and death.
Hey, Jess.
Sorry for the cap yesterday.
No, I got in this morning.
You working for your uncle again?
I'm hoping not while I'm in town.
Well, sure. I'll see you around.
Hey, Jess, wait.
I'm sorry.
Can I walk with you?
I mean, you ghosted me.
You're all social media. You deleted every trace of yourself.
I ghosted everybody.
Yeah, but I'm not everybody.
It was your girlfriend.
I blame you for what happens to me.
And instead of telling you about it, I banish like a dick.
I feel so stupid now, but I just...
Well, yeah, I feel horrible.
If I didn't let you guys in.
No, don't. Don't.
It was my decision.
I could have stayed outside.
It's not your fault.
How's your arm?
I mean, rehab's going great.
So, might get back up to full speed pigeon again.
Golden arm.
Well, I've got to be happy to hear it.
Hey.
What is it?
Hi.
No, I'm still your friend. You can trust me.
That night, after the traveling, Kathleen was in a
panic ranting about bad publicity and getting sued.
She went into the security room and deleted all the footage.
She asked me not to say anything, and I didn't stop her.
There's nothing you can do about it now, so... That's the thing. Maybe there is.
Look, there's a vacuum system at my house and my dad's office.
That's probably a war on the guard.
It stores the footage for a year.
Tell your dad you need it, and given the circumstances you brought out.
But the lawsuit? No way.
He's pretending like it doesn't exist.
What do you want to do?
I want to see what's on it.
Hey, thanks for talking.
Yeah. You feel really nice?
No, I don't turn around. It's around Baker. I'll get rid of him.
Hi.
How you doing?
Hi.
Yeah, yeah, fine. Did you give her a statement?
Yeah, I did, but they were just looking to identify
people, and I didn't know anybody's. I'm Scott, so...
Didn't have much to offer.
How you doing, Bobby?
Well, I'm sorry to break up this reunion, but, uh, Bobby, can I see you in my office?
This is new.
Yeah, well, it's changed since you left.
Looks like it.
Alright, let's get out of here.
Still no suspects in the brutal murder of local waitress, Lizzie McMullen,
authorities have no clues other than cryptic social media posts,
leaving many residents to wonder who will be the next victim of John Carter.
Hey, dude.
Hey, buddy. Daddy's going on a little vacation, alright?
Going down to the Dominican Republic, and Jamie's going to come down here, alright?
You just chill, buddy.
Fuckus.
Hey.
Yeah.
Hey, man, I see you. I've got a fucking flight. I'll be there in a minute, alright?
Jesus.
Alright, buddy.
Fuckin' asshole.
What?
Fuck.
Show yourself!
I'm a security guy to kill people every fucking day!
Hey, I'm not scared of you, buddy.
Don't fuck with me!
Let's fucking go!
Do it. Do it. Where is he?
See you down by the door.
Shut up!
I don't know.
Our killer has claimed his second victim.
He's breezy.
Confident.
He's been a considerable amount of time and energy setting this up,
but none of this works unless he has a
private location where he's taken the victims.
He's powering off his phone, so we can't track him on the move.
He's taking the picture, and then uploading it from another location.
We have one bit of physical evidence that leads us to Quoted Park.
Effective immediately, we're searching every inch thick.
Hey.
Oh, hi, Dad. Let's just hear it right now.
It's over, Dad.
Listen.
I've been thinking a lot about what you said.
You know, after Mom died, the only thing that I could do to survive was work.
Because it's all I know, but work doesn't feel the void.
So when I met Kathleen, I felt alive again.
I was willing to just overlook.
All flaws, and it might have been at your expense.
And I just want to say...
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Love you, Dad.
Love you.
If I need it?
Yeah. Let's go.
I'm busy.
Nothing wants to go.
I know this kid. Lionel. He goes to our
school. He's always the Turkey in the parade.
I know that right. He goes to Hanover South.
Ever punched him, remember?
Yeah. He's the one who started the riot. He had the bull horn.
I think his name is Larry Berlani or something.
She's probably a cheerleader.
That's great, Bobby. Thank you.
Yeah.
Hey, what is it?
There's one more.
That's Ryan Vega.
You didn't know anyone other than his roommate, huh?
In that stud, the god that got crushed to death.
Jessica, did Ryan ever mention to you that he knew Doug?
Because that certainly wasn't in a statement.
No.
I did not mean anything, Tyler.
Be careful, you trust. Both of you.
Yeah, don't worry. I'll take care of Ryan today.
You're not taking care of anything. He just said it could be nothing.
Fine, Jess. If I see Ryan, I have like nothing's weird for you.
You should be back this week.
But stay alert. That's why I won't be
celebrating Thanksgiving this year, or any year.
Thank you, Chad. That was very inspiring.
Next time.
Mr. Fletcher.
The piece that I have written is titled The Wampanoag and
The Native American Side of Thanksgiving by Evan Fletcher.
For The Wampanoag, Thanksgiving is a day of mourning.
That was beautiful, Evan.
I enjoyed hearing you read it.
As much as I enjoyed writing it for my blog.
I'm going to kill that little last week.
If it makes you feel any better, you'll probably
be killed before you get suspended for plagiarism.
Good luck. I'm going to jump above that.
Yeah, my bad, you're right. Plagism is serious.
Two days ago. Is there a reason? Yeah, there's a reason.
I never bought Ryan's Mr. Perfect routine.
Yeah, I mean, how many know a random security
guard and why would he not tell anybody?
I don't know, Dr. Samoteer, he was a new guy.
This guy have any family equipment?
I think his family was in Nebraska.
I'll wait for a second, it was right.
It just makes sense, he's too nice.
Okay, that's not the naive here. I mean, the nicest guys
are the most psycho, they're just better at hiding in.
God, what is wrong with me?
It's not you.
I feel like I can't trust anybody.
You're probably right.
I mean, us. So we got right now. And yes, I am excluding Bobby.
Bobby. Bobby would never. I told you he was doing great.
No, you told us he told you he was doing
great. That's different than he's doing great.
From, you know, he's not even at school. He's driving around and told you full time.
Hey, why are we even talking about him? It's got to be mentioned.
I mean, he's obsessed with the story. His wife just died and he hates us.
That's right.
That guy's up to his eyeballs and motive. And he drives a Van.
The official transportation choice for
pedophiles, kidnappers, rapists, and murderers.
You're right. You're right. Like coach Ingle
says, the best defense is a good offense.
Me and you, we go after them. Fuck them up one by one.
And then we'll get some help from a good score.
Hey, this is not a game. Okay. These are not some handover kids.
Can we just let the police handle it up?
We're in deep shit here.
We let the police handle it. We're all going to end up 50% off.
Are you going to answer it?
This fits.
You're on the right Mark, Mayflower?
Yep.
Bobby Boy.
Forgotten.
But not gone.
Forgotten.
Oh, it feels like I never left.
You in the brain now?
Yeah, just ask me.
No one was right, you know. A lot of this change since he left.
Maybe not as much as you think.
What's that supposed to mean?
I just mean I'm helping with the parade again.
You know, if you weren't leaving in a few days, I would knock your teeth down.
Oh, leave me.
Money.
Who says I'm leaving?
You're fucking kidding.
Let's see. You're fucking one. Let's fucking go.
One more.
Hey, fucking go.
Nice.
The fuck's going on here?
Money, I don't know.
We're going to call the club, it's like a Turkey and my old wife.
Let's go.
Hide.
One more time.
Fuck you.
Look at this tough girl.
Nice, nice, nice born man.
Good shit.
Listen, you guys keep going, okay?
The old burp is after this, and I get in charge.
Shh.
You can just drink the whiskey.
Oh, sex.
Just a little tea.
Sit.
Here.
You're fucking crazy, you know that?
Are you ready?
I'm fucking bored, ready.
Are you sure?
Gabe, get him a schedule, let's get trained.
Resilience, two wins.
Two wins.
You fucking graduated by them, bro.
Where are you going?
I'm going to go play, that's what I'm going to do.
Dude, you can't play football, don't ask.
Watch me.
Blonde and boss.
What the fuck are you doing?
I was just going to fire it off if they won the game.
It's just fucking gunpowder, it's all right.
So are Sheriff, my kids are fucking idiot.
He's a fucking Goomba child.
Get in the car, you fucking idiot.
You know things are kidding, you smell the power.
First person from my dad made me do.
Took it so seriously, he insisted I learn how to pack it.
Maybe do it over and over again.
Almost blew up in my hand.
Jess, you should go home.
Gabby, maybe go find out and get him out of here.
I heard they found blood.
Yeah, wait.
The people missing weren't the right mob.
You stay together, or at least in the ass, okay?
Okay, yeah, shit.
Uncle, get him.
Okay, I'll meet you inside.
Hey, I can leave you guys.
No, no, no, no.
Let's go back together.
We're right back.
Yeah, we're done.
Okay.
That's weird.
Gabby.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey, anyway.
Using house cleaning, innocent, and individual.
With these arabicarticles were made from.
I'm sorry. I only saw him for a few seconds.
It's okay. It's okay. Don't be sorry.
Okay. Okay, we'll get into your home. You're doing great.
Okay. Thank you.
Fine. That's good.
Yeah. I'm gonna get you guys home too. Okay, be out of here.
Okay, the bottom is coming.
I'm sorry.
Hey. It's okay.
Thanks. My girlfriend.
Jess!
You can't work for me.
Did you see her?
Okay.
You came after me, but I got away.
That's been happening a lot here recently.
I wonder why. Okay, you want to tell us about your little buddy, the security guard?
I'm sorry, who? Stop lying to her, man.
Just like how you lied to the cops.
Going through the corner huddled together?
I'm sorry. Are you talking about the security guard from right Mark?
Doug? We have proof. It's on video.
You are a fucking idiot, man.
I honestly hope you make a better picture than you do with Detective.
No. I walked off with him because we were getting at ease.
That's why Scott was there. I was just growing up
with him because I didn't even know the hookup.
Adderall?
Adderall? Yes. Adderall.
That is what smart kids do so we can get into Ivy
League schools and guys like you can tell our portions.
Here you go.
You can't get off.
I'm sorry. Get off. Bullshit.
I would say the fuck away from the parade tomorrow.
I see you. What do you want to street? I don't know how you both say.
I'm a bad guy. You can't get me.
Stop. Stop. Stop.
I can't believe you two of my friends have been dead.
I don't want to see either of you.
Okay, get out.
Stop. Get out.
Get out.
You live.
You live, come.
I can't.
Come on. Don't do anything. Don't do anything.
Don't do anything. Don't do anything.
Dad, just tell me where we're going.
Florida.
I should say you're in Florida.
I don't know. That's about as much as the conversation I've ever had with a guy.
What?
Heaven's right.
The police ain't doing shit.
I was going to.
Where are we going?
Ladies and gentlemen, another satisfied customer.
Jacob, get him a t-shirt.
Hey, what do you want to see?
Hey, listen, I just want to know if it's worth it before we pay.
I mean, I heard this party isn't even all that.
Listen, kid.
Sometimes things end up much better than you'd expect, all right?
Think of it this way.
When Black Sabbath fired Aussie in 79,
you would have figured it was all fucking over.
On the end of an era.
But then, long comes Ronnie James.
All five-foot-nothing of them.
The evil little elf.
And he brought a magic to that band that they hadn't seen in years.
Who's Black Sabbath?
Get the fuck off my property.
I just want to know who's Black Sabbath.
My property right now.
Go back to my store.
You fucking toys.
Don't purchase a lot.
Fuck, suck it.
Jacob, VIP upstairs now, all right?
Watch out.
This kid's been in for two days, drank too much white zen from Del.
Welcome to the desktop.
This is where the magic happens.
Jacob, VIP's closed.
You're on dog patrol.
You get caught with any of this shit?
You're on your own.
Jesus, scuba.
What was this?
It's meant to be taken down angry grizzlies in the Alaskan wilderness.
All brain-eating zombies in a post-apocalyptic America.
All right?
Let me show you something far more reasonable.
A 44 Magnum?
A classic?
Plus you get bonus points if you make a
dirty Harry's stop comment when you blast it.
What card do you have any human-sized guns?
Maybe.
All right.
The SAG-226.
It's a short-recoil-operated lock-reach pistol.
Peace and stopping power.
You'll want to use this.
Keep the safety on.
Unless you want to blow your nuts out.
What about you right, Ma?
Uh, if I were to musket ones, it almost killed me.
Yeah, those things are fine.
Let me show you something.
Check this out.
Element is surprised, huh?
Put out your belt and you stick them right in the gut.
We got all sorts of tactical shit as yours if you want it.
Um, I'm-I'm-I'm gun.
Just go back.
We'll be with me in his arms, huh?
All right.
Cardi, how do you want?
Yeah, any time.
All right. Thanks.
Yeah.
Scuba, Jess, be careful out there, huh?
Keep yourself alive long enough to return that thing.
I don't know what you think you're going to do with the gun.
It's for protection, baby.
You've never even held one before.
You've never seen one before.
If you really want someone to come and help,
I'm sure my dad can, like, call the sheriff's department and send a call over.
There's one here right now.
Hey, can I come back?
Um, okay.
I'm packing right now because I'm going to Florida, apparently.
So... Okay.
I don't know what I'll be back, but I'm most dressed.
Okay.
I'll call you back later.
Okay.
Call me from the car.
Geez.
What are you?
Thank you.
Are you sure?
You did.
You're going to go into Florida.
Appreciate it.
When's the remodel done?
No.
Dad?
What the hell?
God is coming.
Finish.
Okay.
I'm trying to...
Fuckin' calm down.
What the hell?
You're there!
Dad, I'm coming!
Jesus.
Hey, baby.
Hey, I'm self.
My dad's, like, freaking out at me right now.
We have to leave in, like, five minutes.
Okay.
Well, I'll call you from the car.
I love you.
You're right.
You're just...
Jess, what do I do?
Like, I just think we all agree that we're
not going to be participating in the parade.
Well, are you Thomas?
Well, I know I'm not going. It's too dangerous.
And it's not dangerous for Gabby and Evan.
You saw what he did to Yulia.
I can't let that happen to them. We've just stopped him.
This parade is our chance to catch him. If we hide, then what?
I don't want to spend the rest of my life looking over my shoulder, do you?
You ready, Jess?
I mean, let's do this.
Look, right, Mart has extra security, so we don't have to worry about the store, okay?
And as far as I'm concerned, the parade has been decided.
God, I do not want to be dragged into this any further.
I mean, if you hadn't even gone into the store, this would have never happened.
Don't you? You're the one who wanted to open the store.
Nobody was no strip fucking dumb as to predict what happened last year.
Besides this year, I'm closing the store. Thanksgiving's a holiday, even for us.
Wait, honey, what?
I mean, it's the right thing to do. I made a decision that's final.
Sheriff, is there a way to set a trap?
Well, when the flow returns to the warehouse, we can make it look like it's empty.
Make him think there's an opportunity to strike.
And if he takes the bait, he'll be over right there and then?
The bait? Excuse me, I don't want us being used as bait.
We don't finish it now. We'll be bait no matter where we go.
My daughter's right.
Tomorrow, John Carver is going to go down.
All right, I'll take the time.
You know.
I want two people up here to keep an eye on that, but here as well.
See this whole section. Keep an eye on that, February.
Thank you.
When you get back here, this place is going to look empty.
But I'm going to be here and this whole place will be crawling with officers, okay?
Yep. Thank you, Sheriff. You're welcome.
Hi. Thank you for coming.
You ready?
No.
Good. You need her.
Hey, Jess.
What's this?
Oh, it's my dad's ready for my rack.
He said he kept them alive.
If you won't wear it, you'll forget life.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
He's coming.
She's coming.
Citizens are demanding answers after a performer was murdered in broad daylight.
At the Thanksgiving Day Parade.
Flash grenades, smoke bombs.
I think he's ex-military.
Good day.
There's no ways in a civilian car.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I got something.
What do you got?
He's live streaming from somewhere in Portage Park.
What the fuck is that?
Well, now let's go.
I'll try to lock the coordinates in.
Call and SWAT.
I need SWAT in all units in Portage Park immediately.
It's nothing here. We're in a parking lot.
It's telekating here in the exact spot.
I'm telling you, there's football here.
Are there tunnels underneath us?
We'll each take an exit.
Well, now you take Water Street, Mayflower, I'll take Green and Union Union.
You guys take Dawn Street.
SWAT's gonna flush him out.
Got it?
Okay, let's go.
He's using a new cell.
Gather round.
Gather round the table, everyone.
Dinner is served.
Now is that any way to thank Kathleen?
She's been cooking all day.
Let's start off the dinner with a cheer.
From our cheerleader.
Fresh from my wide refrigerator.
She'll bear nicely with Kathleen.
You might want to let that breathe.
So nice to all be together again on Thanksgiving.
And joining us are guests of honor, Thomas Wright,
who missed last year's fun sitting in his mansion.
Now, we're all going to go around the table and say what we're thankful for.
You're on live, so choose your words wisely.
Evan, most appropriate that you go first.
You see, if it's your video that inspired me to make my own.
So get ready, Evan.
You're about to go viral.
You're going to break the Internet.
Right, Evan.
Look at all those likes.
Congratulations, Evan.
You're a star.
Now that I have your attention,
you're probably wondering why you're still alive,
and they were all killed.
They were just greedy.
But you, you're the VIP.
It wasn't enough to get in the store early.
You had to taunt everyone outside to show them how special you were.
Well, once this video goes viral,
everyone will know how special you are.
Too bad you won't be alive to see it.
This will be the most famous Thanksgiving dinner since 1621.
And every year, people will watch this video.
And think of your greed and the people who died from it.
Now, let's eat.
Thomas, you love your consumers.
Well, tonight's your night to be once.
Take a bite of your lovely wife and show me how thankful you are.
Show me that you're thankful or die.
You're just a little too old.
I'm a part of my life.
Not the rest of you.
I have no idea how to do this.
I could be a member.
I did not like it.
I love it.
I love it all.
I love it.
I love it all.
Oh, sir, the detective chooses you need to
turn your service weapon since it's been fired.
Okay, yeah.
I'm sorry.
No.
I'm sorry.
It's about this.
We have every police officer in a hundred mile radius searching for him.
They, uh...
They had to sedate your father pretty heavily.
He'll be in the hospital few days, along with your friend in Skaggy and Scuba.
I'm sorry about Kathleen and Evan.
LaBelle.
Chill.
See you at the hospital.
We'll be dead in a minute.
See you there.
We'll see you there, sir.
You're really brave, you know.
Thank you.
Couldn't have done this without you.
Can you just give me a minute to catch my breath and then we can go?
Yeah, sure.
I'll be right back.
You ready?
It's about the details.
Small mistakes.
That's how they get caught.
I could really use your help, Jessica.
Couldn't have done this without you.
But you had to be careful with your trust.
Jess, you're okay.
Sorry.
I'm not feeling well.
We'll have a doctor to check you out.
Come on.
If only you left stuck on the fence the second longer.
It's like fumbling on the one yard line.
It's almost funny if you really think about it.
You should see the look of surprise on your face.
What in my body?
Body.
Red and drugged.
Let's stop.
Red would be shot.
Putting it into the mystery of John Carver's identity.
But when I opened the trunk he popped me with a tie on it.
Thankfully, you pointed me in the right direction again.
She's been using you.
This whole time.
When I said I couldn't do this without your help.
I really meant it.
Why?
Are you doing this?
It wasn't the only one who lost someone that night.
My wife left me and a man who put me back together.
I loved her.
She's going to leave Mitch.
But then you and your friends took her from me.
You took my family from me.
So now instead of spending things given with a man I am stuck here in this office.
And now so are you.
I'd love to keep chatting but now I gotta take care of some loose sense.
Wait a minute.
I didn't get to tell you what I was thankful for.
What are you thankful for?
The service in here.
You should see the look of the bride on your face.
You fucking bitch.
Yes!
Come on!
Sorry Jessica!
This year!
There will be!
When I told your stepmother,
she would make an excellent dinner!
That was not a lie!
Tell Ryan he's still a dick, even if he's not a killer.
Hey.
Tell him Rose wrote the hospital.
Attack him, do you still like?
He's on the stream.
Detective.
He searched every inch of that place.
Everything was incinerated.
There's nothing but ash.
No one could survive a blast like that.
Okay?
Sorry.