Deadly Class (2018) s01e02 Episode Script
Noise, Noise, Noise
1 Previously on "Deadly Class" You satisfied with your life? Who the hell are you people? I train creative problem solvers.
[BLOWS LANDING.]
Meet Marcus, the new Rat.
The orphanage killer.
Some rep you got.
Half of the class is scared shitless.
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
- Chico? - I'm not what you think I am.
I didn't kill those kids.
- You shitting me? - I'm a pacifist, man.
- I like leaving.
- Come on, man.
- [WHISTLES.]
- [GRUNTS.]
Yo! [GROANS.]
If you do as I say, I'll give your rage a voice loud enough to be heard around the world.
[GUITAR MUSIC.]
Sat up all night expecting to feel like a terrible person.
Did he deserve it? Does it matter? Morality's just comfort food.
It holds no meaning outside of our minds.
Like the "Mona Lisa," something a lot of people imagine value in, reading something into that idiot half-smile smear of paint, one big group hallucination, the sort of thinking that makes it possible for a place like this to exist.
Turbines that suck in the innocent and spit out blood-soaked Wall Street cannibals.
Perspectives stained by company rationalization.
What are you gonna do? Throughout evolution, without a tribe, you were alone and dead so you sucked it up, worked with the assholes.
That's all we are now, gangs of capitulating assholes.
Every border, every nation, every war, every ounce of racism, every religion: tribalism.
Spineless politicians hypnotically finger-fucking an ancient instinct to secure alliances and a great excuse to screw with the new kid.
Every year, there's an album that's so overplayed, you can't get away from it.
And, you know, even if you liked it, after the proliferation, it becomes ear poison forever.
What's really shocking is that you like INXS at all.
You usually have such great taste.
Just doesn't seem like your thing.
Michael Hutchence is every girl's thing.
Hmm.
Hey, uh, what are you smoking? Right, uh, got any weed? We all enjoy a wee nip of pollen [GLASS SHATTERS.]
But first thing in the morning, très gauche.
Marcus just likes drugs, Lex.
I like them too.
Drugs are very cool.
- No one ever tells you that.
- What about the Hessians? School's dry, Desperate Dan.
- You look like boiled asshole.
- [LAUGHS.]
- Yeah, I didn't sleep very well.
- [SCHOOL BELL RINGS.]
Oh, well, you'll have to face the day dry, son.
Easy does it.
Let go and let God.
One day at a time.
- [KISSES.]
- Hmm.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
ICI expected VX pesticide would increase agricultural capacity.
Instead, they discovered one of the deadliest poisons on the planet.
Guess what the government did with this miracle innovation? Gee, Mr.
Denke, they didn't use it on anyone, did they? Boy howdy, did they.
But what's really exciting is what they have planned.
Uncle Sam is stockpiling this stuff.
So are the Soviets.
Why? To finish of whoever's left after the nukes? Hey, you could slip some into Reagan's jelly beans, Marcus.
You know, for when you kill the president? [SCHOOL BELL RINGS.]
Homework is to make a list of other synthetic poisons our overlords horde.
Have a good weekend, future disruptors of America.
Put on a smile.
Act like this is all okay.
That's how things become normal, right? You just live with it long enough.
Pretend.
Don't think about last night.
What are you doing here? Life on the streets makes a school for assassins seem like a rational choice, so sink into it.
Let it be normal.
Make some friends.
Dude, that the new "Love and Rockets"? It's so crazy great.
I love the Hernandez brothers.
Suck a dick, wannabe.
You wanted normal? You got it.
- [SLAMS.]
- Ooh! I wanna check this out, but I'm having a hard time understanding this chapter.
[SIGHS.]
If you diseased abnormalities vandalize one more book with swollen genitals, you will be banned.
Dicks, dicks, dicks, dicks, dicks, dicks, dicks! That's all you savages think about.
You have got dicks on the brain! - [LAUGHTER.]
- What are you laughing at? [LAUGHTER.]
Voluntarily ingesting cyanide? Yeah, well, what am I gonna do, not smoke? So you wanna snuff Reagan? Yeah, he killed my parents.
Good reason as any.
Seen half my friends and a few partners waste away from a plague Ronnie refused to even acknowledge.
Cut funding for research.
Wouldn't say the word "AIDS" publicly.
Did you explain to your dying friends that it was, uh, God's plan? [SNIFFS.]
You know, I've been thinking.
Lex said he's gonna use his training to do, you know, good things, you know? Change the world.
Changing the world is hippie bullshit.
People like Reagan, they never see the guillotine anymore.
So what do you do, nothing? Hating what's wrong is easy.
Yeah, I'm gonna do something about it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
You have the thing this place is supposed to nurture and they all see it and that's what will try and destroy you.
So I found this haggard-ass homeless lady who told me about this dude.
Full hardcore.
He was collecting memorabilia, like we learned about in class.
So I waited for him, crept up on him.
This dude, he was about to stab me with a screwdriver.
And I found this pipe.
I crushed that fool's head in.
Dumpstered the body.
Set it on fire and got out of there.
70% of soldiers don't pull the trigger in battle, no matter the stakes.
The weak always choke in the face of killing.
With fear of expulsion, all your hopes and dreams, all your family's expectations, only one of you could do it, so we'll have a new test, a final chance to prove your worth.
Survive and you earn a place here.
Fail and you die.
The weak do not belong in my school.
Go.
Get out of my sight.
Willie, stay.
Had a guy, but I couldn't find proof.
I hobbled a jaywalker.
Was best I could find! Burning a package for my old man.
- My fault, baby.
I should have done - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[BARS RATTLING.]
I'm alive without breath and cold as death.
I'm never thirsty but always drinking.
What am I? To pass this quiz and survive the poison gas, you need to make it to the botanical classroom and answer that riddle in five minutes.
Okay, small breaths.
Control your heart rate and take it slow.
- Hey, I I think I can help.
- I think you can screw off.
What is this loser Rat doing in AP class? Get your hands off of me.
[RATTLING.]
[CLICKS.]
- Out of the way, Rat.
- Your table awaits, Jocko.
[COUGHING.]
Shh.
Come on.
[CLICKS.]
[BARS RATTLING.]
[ALL SHOUTING.]
You said you burned the victim in a Dumpster.
Tell me, how did you lift the grown man's dead body by yourself? [GATES RATTLING.]
[BLOWS LANDING.]
We have to do this together! [BLOWS LANDING.]
- Wait, don't leave us! - Dude! [ALL BREATHING HEAVILY.]
One of these is the antidote.
- Which one? - Take the wrong one, and we're dead.
Alive without breath.
Cold as death.
And never thirsty.
They're always drinking.
Fish.
The fish.
[HEAVY BREATHING.]
[SMACKS.]
[GRUNTS.]
[GRUNTS.]
[ALL GASPING.]
[GAGGING.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[GRUNTING.]
Come on, everybody.
Vote Shabnam for class president.
I'll win with or without your help, but I'd much rather have your support.
We need more nurses in the infirmary.
We need stalls separating the group showers.
If you put me in charge, there'll be [GRUNTS.]
- Very funny, Viktor.
- [SPITS.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
- Thanks.
- No worries.
Um, Shabnam.
Rock out the vote.
Thanks.
Shabnam for class president.
U2, Whitesnake, Banana-bloody-rama, and Def Leppard.
Sweet Lord Jesus.
What happened to the kids who didn't make it through? - Are they - Dead.
No, Gothic Oompa Loompa monks revived the losers and whisked them back from whence they came.
- New pal? - I'm not really into the hierarchy, don't normally shit on the physically unattractive, but that dude and his crew are highly annoying.
- Crew? - The goop patrol.
Banker kids, mafia accountants, NASA NASA? Oh, there's a lot they're not telling you.
Whatever, I'm not gonna watch some kid get bullied.
These animals see kindness as weakness.
Safer to be a dick.
- Everyone loves a dick.
- Well, some more than others.
[LAUGHS.]
Any of you guys seen the, uh, new Spuds MacKenzie commercial? You've brought a plague on our house.
You know, I hear they don't really give that dog beer.
PETA or some left-wing baby would complain.
Do you know what goes great with people who love beer commercials? A bullet in the box.
Anyway, Marcus, my parental units are gonna be out of town, so me and the crew were thinking of firing up the Commodore 64, a little "Castle Wolfenstein," a charcuterie plate.
My dad prob left some amaretto too, if we wanna get a little crazy.
- We're in.
- Come again? School is dry.
You know, something's better than nothing.
My dad was clear, just a few friends.
You can't win an election with just a few friends.
You need to connect with a proletariat.
It'll be a small gathering.
We promise.
Hmm.
Girls on film Girls on film During the pop quiz, you were awful close to Marcus.
- Lin made him my secret pledge.
- No shit? So anything that psycho does is on your ass? Yeah.
- I kissed him.
- I did too.
- Slut.
- Oh, relax.
It was the easiest way to lure him back.
Mm-hmm.
You? I set him up to take out Chico.
- Maria! - I know.
After he tried, I guess I felt like rewarding him.
- Skank! - [GROANS.]
Did you touch his dick? - You like him? - Oh, as if.
Got here as she goes under again - [HUMMING.]
- [SIGHS.]
I think we should stop talking about it.
No, no, no.
[LAUGHS.]
Girls on film There's a cute new boy in school we both kissed.
People are not supposed to discuss him? Basically.
Are we talking about boys by talking about not talking about boys? Why did you hide that from me? Is the master of mystery giving me a lecture on secrets? I thought you trusted me.
I had diarrhea last week, and I didn't tell you about that.
- This is much bigger than diarrhea.
- It was pretty bad.
Well, you gotta be careful, 'cause if I could find out, someone else could too.
We have to take time out for fun.
The party's just what we need.
It would be so much better if you did not bring him.
It's complicated.
But I've got him under control.
Unless he knows you tried to have Marcus kill him.
- Shh.
- What's up? Take one last glimpse into the night Oof.
[LAUGHS.]
Get on your finery, baby.
Tonight we're hitting the town.
Tonight's the big party, and we were talking about Forget the kiddie pool.
I'm taking you out for some high-class romance.
You ever ask what she wants? I know you ain't got no man.
But when two people are in love, sometimes they surprise each other with nice things.
Lucky girl.
[ICE-T'S "SEX".]
Sex in the morning Sex at night Sex in the afternoon's all right Ain't a man on Earth that can stay alive Without a sex drive Sex Sex Sex I was in a contest to rock the world First prize was a virgin young girl For four days, I was up on the Mic All the sucker MCs was on the bite Bitin' all my rhymes, stealin' my style Bitin' on the ice like a crocodile You know, I rocked so hard, it wasn't true Won the virgin girl and her mama too Sex - Who gets to see my penis tonight? - Oh, so the sores cleared up.
No.
Ah, look who's gracing us with her legacy presence - and in public, no less.
- Different rules outside of school.
Shit, is that Shabnam's old man? No, sells herb to the Hessians.
Probably a pederast.
Oh, let's go make friends with him.
I'm not getting buggered for a joint again.
- Petra, really? - You still haven't told her? Okay, walk in like you're everyone's best friend.
Be the center of the party.
Make eye contact.
Pull her in.
Casually sit down next to her, but don't smile.
Just lean back, put a hand on your pecker, and then ask her if she's hungry for pork.
[LAUGHS.]
Ah, the old present the pecker, classic.
Thanks, Saya.
Listen, kidding aside, you're cute and funny and you're not a dickhead.
You're a catch, Billy.
She's yours.
That's right.
Perfect, now hit that shit.
Oh, gravity bong, nice.
You guys need help smoking that weed? What are you talking about, man? Gravity bong? It's a water bong.
Well, no, a water bong is just a bong.
You push that down using gravity.
It's not gravity, dude.
It's pressure.
Trying to school me.
Rookie.
I just wanted to have some fun with my friends.
Friends? Baby, these people are not our friends.
- They're our competition.
- So everyone's an enemy? - I don't wanna live like that.
- Just for a couple of years.
Then we'll have the cred to take over.
Buy you a house as big as that shithole village you come from.
Hey.
I've loved you since I was a boy.
We got to watch out for each other.
I know it doesn't seem like much, but we are all we have in this world.
Yeah.
[KISSES.]
Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep And Rip Van Winkle fell the hell asleep [MANY PEOPLE TALKING.]
My mom's carpet is completely ruined.
And someone shat on the wall! Y Yes, yes, house is ruined.
Ooh.
But question is for Brandy.
How much would you get paid to fuck Stabnam? $20,000.
[SNORTING.]
So I'm post up, trying to do what I gotta.
He comes at the dome, dives back, hit him with one, pop right back up back in my face.
Same with the driver.
Did what I had to.
Cracked him upside the head with a pipe.
Pow! Knocked his lights out.
[MANY PEOPLE TALKING.]
Yo.
Who listens to a Walkman at a party? You look a fool.
- What's this whack shit? - The Smiths.
- Sorta gay, isn't it? [LAUGHS.]
- Yep.
If by gay you mean brave and honest.
Whining over a guitar ain't brave.
It's hard to be fearless about sadness.
Fearless, sad Are you for real? Yeah, most people hide it like it's a weakness.
Acting so fucking tough.
Man, you ain't got a rep.
People'll see you weak, and they come at you.
Let them.
Better expose your ankles, see which snakes bite.
Let me save you some time, 'cause here at King's Dominion, we all bite.
[VIOLENT FEMMES' "ADD IT UP".]
Why can't I get just one kiss? Pizza.
I Italy.
Kill you to smile, Petra? Poor, sad poet.
Thigh-cutting, clove-smoking, mardy fucking Bauhaus listener.
Go to the park.
Feed the sodding squirrels.
Life's not so bad.
Brandy Lynn.
You dust-farming cousin humper.
It's 1987.
What sort of inbred asshole still pushing white supremacy - got on bloody horses? - The South will rise again.
[GROANS.]
What have we here? A geriatric at a high school party.
Just letting the neighbors know you moved in? - Court-ordered? - You know what, little angry dude? I get the attitude.
But let me tell you something.
In 1977, I saw the band Judas Priest on their first American tour and it changed my life and I made a promise that I would rock and roll forever, and I have.
Ever since, I've been living after midnight.
Hey, everyone! A happy ending.
The git from "The Hills Have Eyes" is living his best life.
- I - [GRUNTS.]
- You - [GRUNTS.]
- Hair - [LAUGHS.]
Damn, you got them all pegged, Lex.
Looking down your nose, talking loud.
You're no different than a jock or a prep.
You're just another elitist dick with bad hair and a shitty bicycle chain necklace.
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me Don't shoot, shoot, shoot - Careful, mate.
- That thing at me - Murder school and all that.
- [THUDS.]
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me - [CHUCKLES.]
- What was that about? I hate bullies.
Lex knew Billy was trying to talk to Petra and he dicked it all up.
Seven minutes in Heaven, weirdos.
White trash dirt bag! - Some mouth on you.
- [SIGHS.]
Did your mouth buy you this scar? No, it was my bunkmate at the boys' home.
- Straight razor, he left the eye.
- He's very generous.
I bet it used to seem very significant.
Used to? Love, pain, nostalgia.
Year by year, it doesn't hurt so much anymore.
Whatever effect it had is mixed in like dye.
Once dropped in, no changing the color back.
You're drunk.
What are you gonna do about it? This dirt bag was coming at me, yo.
Right hand, shin dropped, that's it.
Y'all know SW wanna mess around.
What I gotta do? Something.
[DOORKNOB RATTLING.]
I found this pipe, right? I see him coming, hand tight.
I crack that motherfucker in the head with that pipe - and knocked his lights out.
- All fucking day, listening to you brag.
- Why don't you shut the fuck up? - Hold up, hold up.
- You wanna talk about it? - Nope.
- You feeling bad about - I don't feel anything.
You sure you ain't just drowning it? Fruit punch? Fruit punch, pacifism, or whatever the fuck that was last night.
Not exactly down-by-law gangster behavior.
- You don't know shit.
- I know you're living a pose.
Why do you act like that? A few years back, my folks got up on the wrong side of some serious people.
We were on lockdown.
I wasn't even allowed to go outside.
Saturday mornings, man, always me and Pops.
He was cooking me pancakes.
I was watching cartoons.
And then the back door opened.
His gat was right next to me, but he couldn't reach it.
- Willie! - So he yelled for me and told me to cap them.
- Kid's got a - And I had no choice.
I grabbed it and pulled the trigger.
It was too much kick.
Lost control.
[THUDS.]
I shot my pops in the back of the head.
Mom told everyone I shot those dudes to get revenge for Pops.
That's what got me my rep.
But she knows the truth.
Damn.
That's horrible.
I swore I wouldn't live like him.
Swore I'd never hurt anyone again.
So, Marcus, don't judge me.
It wasn't your fault.
You were just a kid stuck in a bad situation.
Look, man, don't you ever call me out in front of my people again.
You survive your way.
I'll survive mine.
'Cause if I lose my rep, if they ever find out [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
I'm dead.
When I was a kid, I noticed every house had one thing: a Quaker Oats box, no matter what.
And when things were bad, I got to thinking.
It's God keeping an eye on us.
- That isn't God on the Quaker Oats.
- He looks like God.
There isn't any here.
It's a bad omen, no Quaker Oats.
We should go.
You're trying to get out of talking to Petra.
Enough stalling.
[MANY PEOPLE TALKING.]
Hey, I know look, um, I'm sorry if it's lame, but, um, I think you're really smart and funny and really pretty and, um, I think I love you, Petra.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Um I I don't I don't really know what to say, Billy.
- I I think you're a great guy - You have a mouthful of pizza.
I'm such a clod.
I let me Let me get you something to drink, okay? Ouch.
Saw what happened.
Must be rough.
Must be hard.
Well, not as hard as Viktor right now.
Guy his size, what's he doing to her? Oh, come on.
Gotta laugh about it or what's the point? Let's go balls out! Everyone get nude! [CHEERING.]
White people.
I like this place.
It reminds me of [SPEAKING SPANISH.]
.
- First time I kissed you.
- You were terrified.
- No.
- Mm-hmm.
Chico? Hey, man.
- ¿Qué pasa? - ¿Qué pasa, man? - You in the States now? - Yeah.
Emilio, this is my girl, Maria.
Ah, encantado.
Sit.
Have a drink.
Friend of a friend.
Can't be rude.
¿Cómo has estado? You lie to yourself, tell yourself you're a hero, and it feels so good.
Fight Chico for Maria.
Start shit with Lex.
Pull Shabnam out of the trash.
Do Willie's assignment.
In a place full of people so focused on self interests, you're the dipshit putting yourself on the line for strangers.
- And what does it get you? - All right, all right, why do Mexicans make refried beans, y'all? You ever hear of a Mexican doing something right the first time? [LAUGHTER.]
Hey, Brandy.
You bigoted piece of shit! You manure-looking taco donkey! - He's drunk! - I'll deal with him! Cocksucker! You've been trying to get yourself killed all night.
I get what's going on.
- Willie, the assignment - Not not on me.
He did it.
Okay, then why are you the one dealing with it? Erasure is coming up next after a cut from our lock for album of the year, "Darklands" by the Jesus and Mary Chain.
"120 Minutes.
" Not enough songs about the devil? Yeah, you need to put that poison down.
It's making you like Erasure.
You know the problem with kids today? Not enough weed.
That's where Dwight Shandy comes in.
[GRUNTS.]
You know, alcohol fuels our discontentment.
You never hear about a stoned dad murdering all his kids or a bunch of baked D&D players rioting after their wizard dies.
Yeah, you also never hear, "Stoned doctor nails brain surgery.
" Okay.
I can see you don't wanna have a serious conversation.
- Where'd you go? - I just had to go grab $20,000.
Now where's Brandy? [LAUGHS.]
En garde! [LAUGHS.]
Eww! I'm sure she washed it.
[LAUGHS.]
Dude, is that your mom's dildo? [LAUGHS.]
- Lex, stop! - Dude, that's not really - Lex, stop! - Oh, my God, dude.
- Scoot off, you tit! - I've read your file.
Your dad's not some tough gangster! You're just this lowly fucking Rat who came from a dock worker.
- What did you say? - [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Don't you ever talk about my dad again, you yuppie piece of shit! Take your mother's dong! Eat your mother's dong.
Fuck! [CLAPPING.]
[LAUGHS.]
There is old KGB wisdom.
Sometimes you are dildo, and sometimes you are face.
- [DISTANT SIRENS BLARING.]
- Cops! [LAUGHING.]
- What's the matter, buddy? - Shut up! - [LAUGHS.]
- [GROANS.]
[LAUGHING.]
Come on.
- That cop just recognized you.
- Hey! [CLATTERING.]
Hah, tell you what, Chico.
Chick like that does definitely know how to party.
Just getting started, compa.
Got the penthouse at the perma.
Oof.
I'm busy, you know what I mean? Can't wait.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
- Hm - Don't mind if I do.
We're gonna dance until the sun comes up.
[GUNSHOT.]
[SHUDDERING.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
- Make it disappear? - Tell my old man it's done.
On it.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
No! I love you.
But you needed a reminder of who I am, baby.
I know about Marcus.
Tricking that psycho Rat to take me out? [CRYING.]
[CRYING.]
Hey.
Tranquila.
Relax.
You're gonna be my wife.
You're gonna raise up my niños.
You know I'd never kill you.
[SNIFFS.]
But you do some shit like that again, and you're gonna wish I did.
[CRYING.]
[BIRDS CHIRPING.]
[CLANGING.]
Get dressed.
Your dad was the last of a dying breed.
Wh when grandma got the Alzheimer's, he was there.
Then when she finally died, some something broke inside him.
I thought you might have known him.
And my dad never came back.
[CRYING.]
No world he deserved would happened.
Oh, it doesn't matter now.
He's gone.
You're with your mom again, Dad.
Who is he? Rory and me lived in a shanty camp under a bridge.
He was always, uh [SIGHS.]
He He was the worst piece of shit I ever knew.
He stole and he beat up women and he hurt people.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Whatever happened to him, whoever he was, I don't give a shit because he chose who he became, and who he became was terrible.
[SPITS.]
You burn in hell, you asshole.
Why'd you do that? It's important we face our victims.
I told myself all day I didn't feel anything.
But once I heard his daughter, her delusion We hate imagining anyone unveiling truths about us when we pass, so we forgive others once they do.
I.
D.
, wanted for six homicides.
Your fortitude likely prevented many more.
Those who lack backbone are devoured.
We can't expect others to watch the herd.
It's up to us.
- There might have been a better way.
- Noise, noise, noise.
Just something you think you're supposed to say.
So what? I just keep pulling the trigger as long as I believe the old man telling me to do it is fine? Then I can live with it? You were justified.
Erasing that human stain doesn't mean you absorb it.
You made the world better.
Over time, you'll see.
I, for one, am very proud of you.
You deserve a good night of sleep.
We found you a permanent room assignment.
I believe you've already met your new roommate.
You were right.
Marcus did the kill, not Willie.
You were smart to tell me.
The deeds of your pledge are yours to share.
Yes, sir.
Tell me his weaknesses.
He's a liar, a liability with the cops, and a substance abuser.
And his greatest weakness? His need for friends and family.
Very good.
But you're holding something back.
Marcus didn't kill the kids at the boys' home.
His reputation is a lie.
So if he didn't kill them Who did? [THUNDER RUMBLING.]
[GOAT BLEATING.]
[GRUNTING.]
Step away from the goat and put your hands in the air.
Freak.
Now, I'm feeling a bit judged.
I wasn't hurting no one.
I was just spreading some love.
- [LAUGHS.]
- [BRICKS CLATTERING.]
Ooh! Sorry about your noodle.
But I need a pig to help me find the kid that torched that boys' home.
[CHUCKLES.]
And, Officer? If you thought I was going at that goat hard Just wait till you see what I do to my old pal Marcus.
[BLOWS LANDING.]
Meet Marcus, the new Rat.
The orphanage killer.
Some rep you got.
Half of the class is scared shitless.
[BOTH GRUNTING.]
- Chico? - I'm not what you think I am.
I didn't kill those kids.
- You shitting me? - I'm a pacifist, man.
- I like leaving.
- Come on, man.
- [WHISTLES.]
- [GRUNTS.]
Yo! [GROANS.]
If you do as I say, I'll give your rage a voice loud enough to be heard around the world.
[GUITAR MUSIC.]
Sat up all night expecting to feel like a terrible person.
Did he deserve it? Does it matter? Morality's just comfort food.
It holds no meaning outside of our minds.
Like the "Mona Lisa," something a lot of people imagine value in, reading something into that idiot half-smile smear of paint, one big group hallucination, the sort of thinking that makes it possible for a place like this to exist.
Turbines that suck in the innocent and spit out blood-soaked Wall Street cannibals.
Perspectives stained by company rationalization.
What are you gonna do? Throughout evolution, without a tribe, you were alone and dead so you sucked it up, worked with the assholes.
That's all we are now, gangs of capitulating assholes.
Every border, every nation, every war, every ounce of racism, every religion: tribalism.
Spineless politicians hypnotically finger-fucking an ancient instinct to secure alliances and a great excuse to screw with the new kid.
Every year, there's an album that's so overplayed, you can't get away from it.
And, you know, even if you liked it, after the proliferation, it becomes ear poison forever.
What's really shocking is that you like INXS at all.
You usually have such great taste.
Just doesn't seem like your thing.
Michael Hutchence is every girl's thing.
Hmm.
Hey, uh, what are you smoking? Right, uh, got any weed? We all enjoy a wee nip of pollen [GLASS SHATTERS.]
But first thing in the morning, très gauche.
Marcus just likes drugs, Lex.
I like them too.
Drugs are very cool.
- No one ever tells you that.
- What about the Hessians? School's dry, Desperate Dan.
- You look like boiled asshole.
- [LAUGHS.]
- Yeah, I didn't sleep very well.
- [SCHOOL BELL RINGS.]
Oh, well, you'll have to face the day dry, son.
Easy does it.
Let go and let God.
One day at a time.
- [KISSES.]
- Hmm.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
ICI expected VX pesticide would increase agricultural capacity.
Instead, they discovered one of the deadliest poisons on the planet.
Guess what the government did with this miracle innovation? Gee, Mr.
Denke, they didn't use it on anyone, did they? Boy howdy, did they.
But what's really exciting is what they have planned.
Uncle Sam is stockpiling this stuff.
So are the Soviets.
Why? To finish of whoever's left after the nukes? Hey, you could slip some into Reagan's jelly beans, Marcus.
You know, for when you kill the president? [SCHOOL BELL RINGS.]
Homework is to make a list of other synthetic poisons our overlords horde.
Have a good weekend, future disruptors of America.
Put on a smile.
Act like this is all okay.
That's how things become normal, right? You just live with it long enough.
Pretend.
Don't think about last night.
What are you doing here? Life on the streets makes a school for assassins seem like a rational choice, so sink into it.
Let it be normal.
Make some friends.
Dude, that the new "Love and Rockets"? It's so crazy great.
I love the Hernandez brothers.
Suck a dick, wannabe.
You wanted normal? You got it.
- [SLAMS.]
- Ooh! I wanna check this out, but I'm having a hard time understanding this chapter.
[SIGHS.]
If you diseased abnormalities vandalize one more book with swollen genitals, you will be banned.
Dicks, dicks, dicks, dicks, dicks, dicks, dicks! That's all you savages think about.
You have got dicks on the brain! - [LAUGHTER.]
- What are you laughing at? [LAUGHTER.]
Voluntarily ingesting cyanide? Yeah, well, what am I gonna do, not smoke? So you wanna snuff Reagan? Yeah, he killed my parents.
Good reason as any.
Seen half my friends and a few partners waste away from a plague Ronnie refused to even acknowledge.
Cut funding for research.
Wouldn't say the word "AIDS" publicly.
Did you explain to your dying friends that it was, uh, God's plan? [SNIFFS.]
You know, I've been thinking.
Lex said he's gonna use his training to do, you know, good things, you know? Change the world.
Changing the world is hippie bullshit.
People like Reagan, they never see the guillotine anymore.
So what do you do, nothing? Hating what's wrong is easy.
Yeah, I'm gonna do something about it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
You have the thing this place is supposed to nurture and they all see it and that's what will try and destroy you.
So I found this haggard-ass homeless lady who told me about this dude.
Full hardcore.
He was collecting memorabilia, like we learned about in class.
So I waited for him, crept up on him.
This dude, he was about to stab me with a screwdriver.
And I found this pipe.
I crushed that fool's head in.
Dumpstered the body.
Set it on fire and got out of there.
70% of soldiers don't pull the trigger in battle, no matter the stakes.
The weak always choke in the face of killing.
With fear of expulsion, all your hopes and dreams, all your family's expectations, only one of you could do it, so we'll have a new test, a final chance to prove your worth.
Survive and you earn a place here.
Fail and you die.
The weak do not belong in my school.
Go.
Get out of my sight.
Willie, stay.
Had a guy, but I couldn't find proof.
I hobbled a jaywalker.
Was best I could find! Burning a package for my old man.
- My fault, baby.
I should have done - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[BARS RATTLING.]
I'm alive without breath and cold as death.
I'm never thirsty but always drinking.
What am I? To pass this quiz and survive the poison gas, you need to make it to the botanical classroom and answer that riddle in five minutes.
Okay, small breaths.
Control your heart rate and take it slow.
- Hey, I I think I can help.
- I think you can screw off.
What is this loser Rat doing in AP class? Get your hands off of me.
[RATTLING.]
[CLICKS.]
- Out of the way, Rat.
- Your table awaits, Jocko.
[COUGHING.]
Shh.
Come on.
[CLICKS.]
[BARS RATTLING.]
[ALL SHOUTING.]
You said you burned the victim in a Dumpster.
Tell me, how did you lift the grown man's dead body by yourself? [GATES RATTLING.]
[BLOWS LANDING.]
We have to do this together! [BLOWS LANDING.]
- Wait, don't leave us! - Dude! [ALL BREATHING HEAVILY.]
One of these is the antidote.
- Which one? - Take the wrong one, and we're dead.
Alive without breath.
Cold as death.
And never thirsty.
They're always drinking.
Fish.
The fish.
[HEAVY BREATHING.]
[SMACKS.]
[GRUNTS.]
[GRUNTS.]
[ALL GASPING.]
[GAGGING.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[GRUNTING.]
Come on, everybody.
Vote Shabnam for class president.
I'll win with or without your help, but I'd much rather have your support.
We need more nurses in the infirmary.
We need stalls separating the group showers.
If you put me in charge, there'll be [GRUNTS.]
- Very funny, Viktor.
- [SPITS.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
- Thanks.
- No worries.
Um, Shabnam.
Rock out the vote.
Thanks.
Shabnam for class president.
U2, Whitesnake, Banana-bloody-rama, and Def Leppard.
Sweet Lord Jesus.
What happened to the kids who didn't make it through? - Are they - Dead.
No, Gothic Oompa Loompa monks revived the losers and whisked them back from whence they came.
- New pal? - I'm not really into the hierarchy, don't normally shit on the physically unattractive, but that dude and his crew are highly annoying.
- Crew? - The goop patrol.
Banker kids, mafia accountants, NASA NASA? Oh, there's a lot they're not telling you.
Whatever, I'm not gonna watch some kid get bullied.
These animals see kindness as weakness.
Safer to be a dick.
- Everyone loves a dick.
- Well, some more than others.
[LAUGHS.]
Any of you guys seen the, uh, new Spuds MacKenzie commercial? You've brought a plague on our house.
You know, I hear they don't really give that dog beer.
PETA or some left-wing baby would complain.
Do you know what goes great with people who love beer commercials? A bullet in the box.
Anyway, Marcus, my parental units are gonna be out of town, so me and the crew were thinking of firing up the Commodore 64, a little "Castle Wolfenstein," a charcuterie plate.
My dad prob left some amaretto too, if we wanna get a little crazy.
- We're in.
- Come again? School is dry.
You know, something's better than nothing.
My dad was clear, just a few friends.
You can't win an election with just a few friends.
You need to connect with a proletariat.
It'll be a small gathering.
We promise.
Hmm.
Girls on film Girls on film During the pop quiz, you were awful close to Marcus.
- Lin made him my secret pledge.
- No shit? So anything that psycho does is on your ass? Yeah.
- I kissed him.
- I did too.
- Slut.
- Oh, relax.
It was the easiest way to lure him back.
Mm-hmm.
You? I set him up to take out Chico.
- Maria! - I know.
After he tried, I guess I felt like rewarding him.
- Skank! - [GROANS.]
Did you touch his dick? - You like him? - Oh, as if.
Got here as she goes under again - [HUMMING.]
- [SIGHS.]
I think we should stop talking about it.
No, no, no.
[LAUGHS.]
Girls on film There's a cute new boy in school we both kissed.
People are not supposed to discuss him? Basically.
Are we talking about boys by talking about not talking about boys? Why did you hide that from me? Is the master of mystery giving me a lecture on secrets? I thought you trusted me.
I had diarrhea last week, and I didn't tell you about that.
- This is much bigger than diarrhea.
- It was pretty bad.
Well, you gotta be careful, 'cause if I could find out, someone else could too.
We have to take time out for fun.
The party's just what we need.
It would be so much better if you did not bring him.
It's complicated.
But I've got him under control.
Unless he knows you tried to have Marcus kill him.
- Shh.
- What's up? Take one last glimpse into the night Oof.
[LAUGHS.]
Get on your finery, baby.
Tonight we're hitting the town.
Tonight's the big party, and we were talking about Forget the kiddie pool.
I'm taking you out for some high-class romance.
You ever ask what she wants? I know you ain't got no man.
But when two people are in love, sometimes they surprise each other with nice things.
Lucky girl.
[ICE-T'S "SEX".]
Sex in the morning Sex at night Sex in the afternoon's all right Ain't a man on Earth that can stay alive Without a sex drive Sex Sex Sex I was in a contest to rock the world First prize was a virgin young girl For four days, I was up on the Mic All the sucker MCs was on the bite Bitin' all my rhymes, stealin' my style Bitin' on the ice like a crocodile You know, I rocked so hard, it wasn't true Won the virgin girl and her mama too Sex - Who gets to see my penis tonight? - Oh, so the sores cleared up.
No.
Ah, look who's gracing us with her legacy presence - and in public, no less.
- Different rules outside of school.
Shit, is that Shabnam's old man? No, sells herb to the Hessians.
Probably a pederast.
Oh, let's go make friends with him.
I'm not getting buggered for a joint again.
- Petra, really? - You still haven't told her? Okay, walk in like you're everyone's best friend.
Be the center of the party.
Make eye contact.
Pull her in.
Casually sit down next to her, but don't smile.
Just lean back, put a hand on your pecker, and then ask her if she's hungry for pork.
[LAUGHS.]
Ah, the old present the pecker, classic.
Thanks, Saya.
Listen, kidding aside, you're cute and funny and you're not a dickhead.
You're a catch, Billy.
She's yours.
That's right.
Perfect, now hit that shit.
Oh, gravity bong, nice.
You guys need help smoking that weed? What are you talking about, man? Gravity bong? It's a water bong.
Well, no, a water bong is just a bong.
You push that down using gravity.
It's not gravity, dude.
It's pressure.
Trying to school me.
Rookie.
I just wanted to have some fun with my friends.
Friends? Baby, these people are not our friends.
- They're our competition.
- So everyone's an enemy? - I don't wanna live like that.
- Just for a couple of years.
Then we'll have the cred to take over.
Buy you a house as big as that shithole village you come from.
Hey.
I've loved you since I was a boy.
We got to watch out for each other.
I know it doesn't seem like much, but we are all we have in this world.
Yeah.
[KISSES.]
Little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep And Rip Van Winkle fell the hell asleep [MANY PEOPLE TALKING.]
My mom's carpet is completely ruined.
And someone shat on the wall! Y Yes, yes, house is ruined.
Ooh.
But question is for Brandy.
How much would you get paid to fuck Stabnam? $20,000.
[SNORTING.]
So I'm post up, trying to do what I gotta.
He comes at the dome, dives back, hit him with one, pop right back up back in my face.
Same with the driver.
Did what I had to.
Cracked him upside the head with a pipe.
Pow! Knocked his lights out.
[MANY PEOPLE TALKING.]
Yo.
Who listens to a Walkman at a party? You look a fool.
- What's this whack shit? - The Smiths.
- Sorta gay, isn't it? [LAUGHS.]
- Yep.
If by gay you mean brave and honest.
Whining over a guitar ain't brave.
It's hard to be fearless about sadness.
Fearless, sad Are you for real? Yeah, most people hide it like it's a weakness.
Acting so fucking tough.
Man, you ain't got a rep.
People'll see you weak, and they come at you.
Let them.
Better expose your ankles, see which snakes bite.
Let me save you some time, 'cause here at King's Dominion, we all bite.
[VIOLENT FEMMES' "ADD IT UP".]
Why can't I get just one kiss? Pizza.
I Italy.
Kill you to smile, Petra? Poor, sad poet.
Thigh-cutting, clove-smoking, mardy fucking Bauhaus listener.
Go to the park.
Feed the sodding squirrels.
Life's not so bad.
Brandy Lynn.
You dust-farming cousin humper.
It's 1987.
What sort of inbred asshole still pushing white supremacy - got on bloody horses? - The South will rise again.
[GROANS.]
What have we here? A geriatric at a high school party.
Just letting the neighbors know you moved in? - Court-ordered? - You know what, little angry dude? I get the attitude.
But let me tell you something.
In 1977, I saw the band Judas Priest on their first American tour and it changed my life and I made a promise that I would rock and roll forever, and I have.
Ever since, I've been living after midnight.
Hey, everyone! A happy ending.
The git from "The Hills Have Eyes" is living his best life.
- I - [GRUNTS.]
- You - [GRUNTS.]
- Hair - [LAUGHS.]
Damn, you got them all pegged, Lex.
Looking down your nose, talking loud.
You're no different than a jock or a prep.
You're just another elitist dick with bad hair and a shitty bicycle chain necklace.
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me Don't shoot, shoot, shoot - Careful, mate.
- That thing at me - Murder school and all that.
- [THUDS.]
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me - [CHUCKLES.]
- What was that about? I hate bullies.
Lex knew Billy was trying to talk to Petra and he dicked it all up.
Seven minutes in Heaven, weirdos.
White trash dirt bag! - Some mouth on you.
- [SIGHS.]
Did your mouth buy you this scar? No, it was my bunkmate at the boys' home.
- Straight razor, he left the eye.
- He's very generous.
I bet it used to seem very significant.
Used to? Love, pain, nostalgia.
Year by year, it doesn't hurt so much anymore.
Whatever effect it had is mixed in like dye.
Once dropped in, no changing the color back.
You're drunk.
What are you gonna do about it? This dirt bag was coming at me, yo.
Right hand, shin dropped, that's it.
Y'all know SW wanna mess around.
What I gotta do? Something.
[DOORKNOB RATTLING.]
I found this pipe, right? I see him coming, hand tight.
I crack that motherfucker in the head with that pipe - and knocked his lights out.
- All fucking day, listening to you brag.
- Why don't you shut the fuck up? - Hold up, hold up.
- You wanna talk about it? - Nope.
- You feeling bad about - I don't feel anything.
You sure you ain't just drowning it? Fruit punch? Fruit punch, pacifism, or whatever the fuck that was last night.
Not exactly down-by-law gangster behavior.
- You don't know shit.
- I know you're living a pose.
Why do you act like that? A few years back, my folks got up on the wrong side of some serious people.
We were on lockdown.
I wasn't even allowed to go outside.
Saturday mornings, man, always me and Pops.
He was cooking me pancakes.
I was watching cartoons.
And then the back door opened.
His gat was right next to me, but he couldn't reach it.
- Willie! - So he yelled for me and told me to cap them.
- Kid's got a - And I had no choice.
I grabbed it and pulled the trigger.
It was too much kick.
Lost control.
[THUDS.]
I shot my pops in the back of the head.
Mom told everyone I shot those dudes to get revenge for Pops.
That's what got me my rep.
But she knows the truth.
Damn.
That's horrible.
I swore I wouldn't live like him.
Swore I'd never hurt anyone again.
So, Marcus, don't judge me.
It wasn't your fault.
You were just a kid stuck in a bad situation.
Look, man, don't you ever call me out in front of my people again.
You survive your way.
I'll survive mine.
'Cause if I lose my rep, if they ever find out [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
I'm dead.
When I was a kid, I noticed every house had one thing: a Quaker Oats box, no matter what.
And when things were bad, I got to thinking.
It's God keeping an eye on us.
- That isn't God on the Quaker Oats.
- He looks like God.
There isn't any here.
It's a bad omen, no Quaker Oats.
We should go.
You're trying to get out of talking to Petra.
Enough stalling.
[MANY PEOPLE TALKING.]
Hey, I know look, um, I'm sorry if it's lame, but, um, I think you're really smart and funny and really pretty and, um, I think I love you, Petra.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Um I I don't I don't really know what to say, Billy.
- I I think you're a great guy - You have a mouthful of pizza.
I'm such a clod.
I let me Let me get you something to drink, okay? Ouch.
Saw what happened.
Must be rough.
Must be hard.
Well, not as hard as Viktor right now.
Guy his size, what's he doing to her? Oh, come on.
Gotta laugh about it or what's the point? Let's go balls out! Everyone get nude! [CHEERING.]
White people.
I like this place.
It reminds me of [SPEAKING SPANISH.]
.
- First time I kissed you.
- You were terrified.
- No.
- Mm-hmm.
Chico? Hey, man.
- ¿Qué pasa? - ¿Qué pasa, man? - You in the States now? - Yeah.
Emilio, this is my girl, Maria.
Ah, encantado.
Sit.
Have a drink.
Friend of a friend.
Can't be rude.
¿Cómo has estado? You lie to yourself, tell yourself you're a hero, and it feels so good.
Fight Chico for Maria.
Start shit with Lex.
Pull Shabnam out of the trash.
Do Willie's assignment.
In a place full of people so focused on self interests, you're the dipshit putting yourself on the line for strangers.
- And what does it get you? - All right, all right, why do Mexicans make refried beans, y'all? You ever hear of a Mexican doing something right the first time? [LAUGHTER.]
Hey, Brandy.
You bigoted piece of shit! You manure-looking taco donkey! - He's drunk! - I'll deal with him! Cocksucker! You've been trying to get yourself killed all night.
I get what's going on.
- Willie, the assignment - Not not on me.
He did it.
Okay, then why are you the one dealing with it? Erasure is coming up next after a cut from our lock for album of the year, "Darklands" by the Jesus and Mary Chain.
"120 Minutes.
" Not enough songs about the devil? Yeah, you need to put that poison down.
It's making you like Erasure.
You know the problem with kids today? Not enough weed.
That's where Dwight Shandy comes in.
[GRUNTS.]
You know, alcohol fuels our discontentment.
You never hear about a stoned dad murdering all his kids or a bunch of baked D&D players rioting after their wizard dies.
Yeah, you also never hear, "Stoned doctor nails brain surgery.
" Okay.
I can see you don't wanna have a serious conversation.
- Where'd you go? - I just had to go grab $20,000.
Now where's Brandy? [LAUGHS.]
En garde! [LAUGHS.]
Eww! I'm sure she washed it.
[LAUGHS.]
Dude, is that your mom's dildo? [LAUGHS.]
- Lex, stop! - Dude, that's not really - Lex, stop! - Oh, my God, dude.
- Scoot off, you tit! - I've read your file.
Your dad's not some tough gangster! You're just this lowly fucking Rat who came from a dock worker.
- What did you say? - [DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Don't you ever talk about my dad again, you yuppie piece of shit! Take your mother's dong! Eat your mother's dong.
Fuck! [CLAPPING.]
[LAUGHS.]
There is old KGB wisdom.
Sometimes you are dildo, and sometimes you are face.
- [DISTANT SIRENS BLARING.]
- Cops! [LAUGHING.]
- What's the matter, buddy? - Shut up! - [LAUGHS.]
- [GROANS.]
[LAUGHING.]
Come on.
- That cop just recognized you.
- Hey! [CLATTERING.]
Hah, tell you what, Chico.
Chick like that does definitely know how to party.
Just getting started, compa.
Got the penthouse at the perma.
Oof.
I'm busy, you know what I mean? Can't wait.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
- Hm - Don't mind if I do.
We're gonna dance until the sun comes up.
[GUNSHOT.]
[SHUDDERING.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
- Make it disappear? - Tell my old man it's done.
On it.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
No! I love you.
But you needed a reminder of who I am, baby.
I know about Marcus.
Tricking that psycho Rat to take me out? [CRYING.]
[CRYING.]
Hey.
Tranquila.
Relax.
You're gonna be my wife.
You're gonna raise up my niños.
You know I'd never kill you.
[SNIFFS.]
But you do some shit like that again, and you're gonna wish I did.
[CRYING.]
[BIRDS CHIRPING.]
[CLANGING.]
Get dressed.
Your dad was the last of a dying breed.
Wh when grandma got the Alzheimer's, he was there.
Then when she finally died, some something broke inside him.
I thought you might have known him.
And my dad never came back.
[CRYING.]
No world he deserved would happened.
Oh, it doesn't matter now.
He's gone.
You're with your mom again, Dad.
Who is he? Rory and me lived in a shanty camp under a bridge.
He was always, uh [SIGHS.]
He He was the worst piece of shit I ever knew.
He stole and he beat up women and he hurt people.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC.]
Whatever happened to him, whoever he was, I don't give a shit because he chose who he became, and who he became was terrible.
[SPITS.]
You burn in hell, you asshole.
Why'd you do that? It's important we face our victims.
I told myself all day I didn't feel anything.
But once I heard his daughter, her delusion We hate imagining anyone unveiling truths about us when we pass, so we forgive others once they do.
I.
D.
, wanted for six homicides.
Your fortitude likely prevented many more.
Those who lack backbone are devoured.
We can't expect others to watch the herd.
It's up to us.
- There might have been a better way.
- Noise, noise, noise.
Just something you think you're supposed to say.
So what? I just keep pulling the trigger as long as I believe the old man telling me to do it is fine? Then I can live with it? You were justified.
Erasing that human stain doesn't mean you absorb it.
You made the world better.
Over time, you'll see.
I, for one, am very proud of you.
You deserve a good night of sleep.
We found you a permanent room assignment.
I believe you've already met your new roommate.
You were right.
Marcus did the kill, not Willie.
You were smart to tell me.
The deeds of your pledge are yours to share.
Yes, sir.
Tell me his weaknesses.
He's a liar, a liability with the cops, and a substance abuser.
And his greatest weakness? His need for friends and family.
Very good.
But you're holding something back.
Marcus didn't kill the kids at the boys' home.
His reputation is a lie.
So if he didn't kill them Who did? [THUNDER RUMBLING.]
[GOAT BLEATING.]
[GRUNTING.]
Step away from the goat and put your hands in the air.
Freak.
Now, I'm feeling a bit judged.
I wasn't hurting no one.
I was just spreading some love.
- [LAUGHS.]
- [BRICKS CLATTERING.]
Ooh! Sorry about your noodle.
But I need a pig to help me find the kid that torched that boys' home.
[CHUCKLES.]
And, Officer? If you thought I was going at that goat hard Just wait till you see what I do to my old pal Marcus.