Some places feel like they're right out of a dream.
Larkinville is one of those places.
The people here are just a little friendlier, the pace a little slower.
Yeah, Larkinville's pretty great.
Matter of fact, there's only one problem in the whole town.
Oh, I'm so sorry. I, I didn't see you there.
Well, it's okay, Trevor.
I'm sure it was an accident.
Oh, it definitely was.
I'll see you tomorrow!
Yeah, I'm sure you will.
-Sorry, Trevor.
My bad.
Oh, do you want this?
You want this? You want this?
Too bad, stupid.
Larkinville was a dream, all right.
For Trevor Larkin.
For just about everybody else, it was a nightmare.
He's here.
Look at you!
You work out? 'Cause you're looking mad jacked.
And that hair!
You got it done fresh, didn't you?
Let me see it from the side.
Oh, okay. From the back.
Looks tight.
Well?
Your essay on Animal Farm, your algebra worksheet, and your Civil War diorama.
We would've had your chemistry project,
but I got some ratios wrong while I was mixing liquids.
-There was a fire. -A big one.
-We'll have it tomorrow. -At the latest.
Hey! Hey, he looked at you.
What? No, I didn't.
No, I didn't. I swear I didn't.
Were you looking at my scar?
-No, no, I swear, I wasn't. I promise. -He was. I saw him!
Two for flinching.
"Two for flinching."
Classic.
All right. I... I surrender.
I want him gone.
I don't care who his father is.
That maniac bloodied my son's nose, and I want him expelled!
-Janice. -I mean it! Today!
We're sitting in the Larkinville Academy.
A school made possible by a grant from the Larkin Institute.
I can't expel Trevor Larkin.
Then bring him in here.
So that I can tell him off to his face.
Janice, don't you work for Larkin Industries?
Let them fire me!
I don't care.
My son is more important.
Rick Larkin won't just fire you.
He owns the apartment complex you live in.
He'll toss you out on the street
for even suggesting his precious son did something wrong.
And then he'll fire me for having the audacity to hear you suggest it.
And then, he'll pull all our funding,
and 50 teachers and administrators will be out of a job,
and your son's nose won't be any less bloodied.
Forget it, Jan.
It's Larkinville.
According to the laws of economics,
the shorter the supply, the more valuable something becomes.
MR. Can anyone give me an example
of something that gets its value
-from being in short supply?
Trevor, you have something to contribute.
I do.
Jobs.
See, my dad says the only good jobs in Larkinville are because of him.
He says, if he wanted,
he can make this whole town turn to dust with the snap of his fingers.
He's basically Thanos.
Well, I can't argue with that.
Um...
Excuse me.
Sorry, they told me to come here. I'm new.
Oh, bliss.
Sweet bully bliss.
Trevor's senses were overwhelmed.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
His mind already conjuring insults.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Sure, have a seat, Mr...
Burger. Evan Burger.
Burger?
I'm sorry, did he just say that his last name... is Burger?
Oh, my God. Do you come with fries?
Is your middle name Cheese?
Burger.
-We don't have long. -What are you doing?
-We're here to warn you. -Warn me?
-The laughing kid? -Curly hair?
-Size of a kaiju? -What about him?
His name is Trevor Larkin, and he's coming for you.
-Why? -Why does the lion hunt the gazelle?
-Because it's Larkinville. -Everyone's a target in Larkinville.
You're a bull's eye, kid.
And that means it's only a matter of time.
Our advice, do what he says. It's easier that way.
Welcome to the Resistance.
Empty your backpack.
Excuse me?
He said, "Empty your backpack."
Why?
Nobody told this kid?
What did you say?
I said, "Why?"
Because I said so.
No.
-He's a dead man. -We didn't try hard enough.
I blame myself.
Do it...
or you'll catch the beating of your pathetic little life.
That would be a mistake.
You brought this on yourself.
You're dead! Yes!
Ooh, can we get a triple? Let's do it! Dead!
Stop spawn camping, you cheater!
Stop dying, you loser.
-Yes!
Oh, come on, let me get that diamond.
Where are you going? You're dead.
Hey, is somebody gonna get that?
Seriously?
The heck?
What do you...
Did you do this to my grandson?
How did you find my house?
Did you do this to him?
Get out of here, or I'll call the cops!
Ask his forgiveness.
Oh. Yeah.
Um, do you know who my dad is?
Ask his forgiveness!
My dad is Rick Larkin.
I will not say it again.
Ask his forgiveness!
Get off my property.
Or something bad will happen to you, too.
And I'll see you at school tomorrow.
Hey!
For the first time in his life, Trevor Larkin was afraid.
As for the rest of Larkinville, well...
people weren't quite sure what they felt.
It was like the wind had come out of nowhere
and brought something new with it.
They couldn't quite place it...
but they knew it was different.
I tried to warn you.
She's talking to me? About dodgeball?
Oh, I couldn't believe it.
She had the nerve to barge into my office, tell me my son is a menace?
I nearly blew my top.
-It was an accident, Dad. -Of course, it was.
You should have seen the way I screamed at her.
Is it wrong that I kinda feel bad for the kid?
No, babe, you're made of sugar.
You can't help, but be sweet.
Um, you'll mess my lipstick.
So, should we send a card or something?
Well, don't send it to their apartment.
I had the locks changed.
She had her furniture dumped on the curb.
I mean, the nerve!
Her son's nose was bleeding.
Oh, for the love... It's dodgeball.
You take a ball, you throw it at the other kid.
It's not his fault the twerp didn't have his hands up in time.
I know, Daddy.
I know you know, Mommy.
Mm-mm.
All I'm saying is that maybe Trevor shouldn't be so, um...
aggressive.
You want him to be less aggressive?
Uh-huh.
Okay, tell her what being less aggressive gets you.
Trampled on.
Trampled, Kendra.
In this life, you're either wearing the boot or you're under it.
-- Are you good? -- Uh-huh.
My leg!
No. No!
-Trevor, you all right, son?
I'm fi...
...fine.
I'm just... sick.
Let me take your temperature, sweetie.
I said I'm fine.
Trevor was a long way from fine.
And he had a hunch as to why.
Ask his forgiveness.
Hey!
No, it really was an accident this time.
You?
Let me go!
You know how many times I prayed about this?
Let go of me!
All the little flowers that you have stomped on.
I prayed that someday,
-somebody was gonna stomp on you! -Let go of me!
Come back here!
Watch out, you little jerk.
Please. Please, you've gotta help me.
-She's after me. -Don't I know you?
Oh, you know him, all right.
He has been making your life miserable for years.
It's him, it's Trevor Larkin.
-No. -Uh-huh.
-That's impossible. -I think she's right.
Looks like somebody stuck him in the dryer on high heat.
-But how? -Who cares how?
I don't know, he's still Rick Larkin's kid.
-He was still Rick Larkin's kid.
But somehow it felt different.
Yeah, but I don't care.
Get him!
-Hey, have you seen Evan Burger?
You, have you seen Evan Burger?
Have you seen Evan Burger?
Please someone...
You! Have you seen Evan Burger?
Please, has anybody seen the new kid, Evan?
Hey, you. Have you... Oh.
It's Trevor Larkin.
What? No, I don't know what you're talking about.
It's Trevor Larkin!
-Trevor? -You smashed my nose.
You got my mom fired.
You got us evicted!
Whoa, stop.
-You humiliated me.
You hung me over a toilet.
-Two for flinching, Trevor. -No more putting up with insults.
No more being afraid.
Let's see if you like how it feels.
-Yeah, get him. -Get him, now!
Help!
-Somebody help me! -Stop!
He deserves it.
We do this, and we're just as bad as he is.
Thanks.
I'm so sorry.
I promise I'll never make fun of anybody,
or pick on anybody or hurt anybody ever again, I swear.
I'm so sorry.
Please forgive me.
Please, just make me big again.
Up.
The things we do to others, we do to ourselves.
Love others and you love yourself.
-Hurt others... -Yes.
Yes, I understand.
When you wake up in the morning, the world will be as it should.
Thank you! Thank you!
I promise I'll never forget.
I'll never forget it, I swear.
I know you won't.
That night felt like Christmas Eve.
Trevor could hardly wait till morning when the world would be as it should be.
Just like the old woman promised.
He'd been given something priceless, a chance at a new life.
The only thing left to do was live it.
Payback time.
Oops, my bad.
Trevor.
What did you do that for, son?
Dad. Dad, why are you working?
What do you mean?
I work for the Burger family.
We all do.
What?
Come on.
Take your gloves.
We got a long day ahead of us.
No!
It's said Trevor's scream could be heard
clear across three counties that day.
Carried on the same wind that had swept away a town ruled by fear.
And left something better growing in its wake.
Yeah, Burgerville is pretty great.
The people here are just a little friendlier.
The pace a little slower.
Some places feel like they're right out of a dream.