The Stand (2020) s01e02 Episode Script

1
[Harold] Hello?
Anyone alive out there?
Mr. Redman. May I call you Stu?
I think it's time someone tells me
what the fuck's going on.
[insects buzzing]
- [Stu] So, it's a virus?
- [Ellis] Yeah, some kind of superflu.
- People are calling it Captain Trips.
- [retches]
It's like we're the last men
standing here. Maybe anywhere.
- [Stu] You're telling me they're all dead?
- [Ellis] I am.
We're the future.
Hello, Frannie.
My name is Abagail Freemantle.
You come see me at Hemingford Home.
[spray can hissing]
[grunts softly]
[flames whoosh]
[sizzling]
[chattering]
- [tent zipper opens]
- [gasps]
Oh, good. You're up.
I made breakfast.
Uh, smells great.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
Well, look who decided to join
the land of the living.
[yawns]
Joe.
Joe, I'd like you to look at me, please.
When someone's speaking to us,
we look them in the eye.
You know, why don't you guys start eating?
I'll start packing us up.
Sure.
What do you say?
Want to go get our grub on?
[Nadine sighs]
- He still hasn't put it down.
- That's good.
Get the feel. You wanna be an axman,
you gotta make the guitar
an extension of your hands, right?
Right. [laughs] Come on.
We need to get on the road if we're gonna
get to Boulder before dark, so Come on.
Come on, brother. Let's do it.
["Timber Timbre" plays]
Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh ♪
Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
Here is a church
And here is a steeple ♪
Open the doors
There are the people ♪
And all their little hearts at ease ♪
For another week's disease ♪
Welcome to the Boulder Free Zone!
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh ♪
All right.
Now
which of one you is Larry Underwood?
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh ♪
[rock music playing in distance]
- [knocking]
- [woman] Come on, Larry.
- Showtime.
- Oh, fuck.
- Don't make me come in there.
- Stacie!
I said I'm not fucking playing!
Larry, you're not fucking
doing this to me again.
I booked you this gig, we agreed to do it.
- Now get your ass
- I agreed to play with my band!
Your band is sick
because they're a bunch of pussies,
- and that's not my fault!
- [phone ringing]
- Hello?
- [Stacie] Larry, you get your ass
Please tell me you're on your way.
[knocking continues]
Stacie! Give me a fucking second!
- [Stacie] I'll give you a second.
- Fuck!
Mick, shut the fuck up and listen.
Darrell and Tommy came down
with this fucking bug.
- I don't What?
- [banging]
You know what? Fuck you too then!
- Fuck! [groans]
- [Stacie] You done?
I can't think with you
beating on this door. Fuck!
I wouldn't beat on the door
if you would come to the door.
- The show must go on, Larry.
- There's no band,
so how the fuck are we gonna
have a show, Stacie?
I've got it all figured out.
They've got backing tracks
- all set up, ready to go.
- Are you out of your mind?
I'm not singing karaoke to my own song.
Get off!
Hey, Ma.
Sorry, I, uh
I had a drink in the back.
You had a drink?
Enjoy the show, Ma.
[coughing]
[emcee] And the man you've all come
to see tonight,
- Larry Underwood.
- [cheering, applauding]
- [man] Yeah!
- [emcee] Give it up.
[man coughing]
- [microphone feedback rings]
- [Larry] Oh, man.
Wow.
Shit, this looks like
my first show. [chuckles]
Uh [clears throat]
I want to thank all of you who,
uh, who made it out tonight.
The real New Yorkers, the ones
who wouldn't let a couple of sniffles
stop you from coming
to a friend's album launch.
- So, thank you, everybody.
- [applause, cheering]
Uh, ac Excuse me, miss?
- Can You mind if I get a drink?
- What can I get for you?
Actually, I'll take that drink,
right there.
Perfect. Sorry, whoever's drink that was.
- Yeah.
- [man whistling]
So, everyone who has a drink
in their hand, please, join me in a toast.
Here's to, uh, to Pocket Savior.
- [woman] Pocket Savior.
- Cheers.
[cheering]
- [whooping]
- [man] Yeah!
- [man coughing]
- Shit. [clears throat]
[man coughs]
All right. So, you guys ready?
This is how "Baby,
Can You Dig Your Man" sounded
before it was used
to sell fucking cologne.
[soft laughter]
Bet you made a nice
chunk of change off that, didn't you, Lar?
Put you right on the map, huh?
Hey, Mrs. Underwood. Remember me?
Of course, Wayne.
I used to hide my purse
whenever you visited.
[Larry] Wayne Stuckey, ladies and gents,
apparently high on his own supply,
which I'm pretty sure is against the code
of the candyman, right, Wayne?
Believe this fucking clown
used to be my roommate?
We used to do blow all night
Stop, Wayne, you're making me blush.
- [coughs loudly]
- [man] Dude!
- [groans]
- [murmuring]
listening to my records.
Stole some, too, when he moved.
And that's not all he stole.
Ain't that right, Lar?
We don't have any fucking security?
You stole my hook and chorus, too,
- didn't you, you piece of shit?
- Stop!
- I'm gonna fuck you up.
- [grunting]
- [Stacie] Larry!
- [guard] Break it up, now.
Let's go. Come on.
[chattering]
Another martini.
[inmates cheering, whistling]
[guard coughing]
[laughs]
[guard] You enjoying this, inmate?
Bunch of half-wit convicts
treat you like a rock and roll star?
Boys in max do love a cop killer.
Hard to blame 'em.
Keep that up, you're liable
to end up swallowing teeth.
[inmate] Oh, I guess you must have forgot
about all those TV cameras
that saw me get walked in here.
[tongue clicking] Any marks on me
that weren't there before
and, Lucy, you gonna have
some explaining to do, baby.
Thinking I might volunteer as a witness
when they give you the juice.
A-jumpin' up, fallin' down ♪
Don't misunderstand me ♪
- [coughing]
- [cheering]
Hey. [chuckles]
Crazy.
I never been the notorious outlaw before.
Hmm.
Yeah, you are that.
Even put this goddamn
flu outbreak onto page two. [coughs]
- I'm in the newspaper?
- Yeah, you are.
[whoops]
George Trask.
You can call me "Gorgeous."
Third-degree burglary, criminal trespass,
possession of burglar tools.
Lloyd Henreid.
I was framed.
Y'all hold still, nobody gets hurt!
- Here.
- [woman gasps]
Get some money out of the cash register.
Get us some bills, baby. Some big bills.
Congratulations. You have the honor
of being held up
by two genuine desperados.
- Genuine.
- My name is Poke Freeman.
This is my protégé Lloyd Henreid.
We got lawmen from at least three states,
two federal agencies on our
- Yeah.
- Fuck.
[Lloyd] You okay?
- [sneezes]
- [gunshot]
Oh, fuck.
[gasping]
[panting]
Gesundheit.
- Pokerized her, old buddy.
- Oh, shit.
[Poke] You fucking shot her.
No. Let's get the fuck out of here.
No. No, no, no.
He's seen our faces. He knows our names.
- No, no, no.
- We got to Pokerize him too.
- We don't have to
- No.
- Fucking do it.
- Let's get outta here!
- No. No.
- Lloyd, yes. We got to Pokerize him.
Well, then, you kill him.
I'm not gonna fucking kill him.
You shot her! You should be
the one that shoots him!
- Please don't.
- [Lloyd] I don't have to fucking do it!
- Shut the fuck up!
- I'm not gonna do it.
- No! No, no.
- Pokerize him right now
or I'm gonna fucking Pokerize
the both of you.
[panting]
- Okay. Okay.
- [Poke] That's it.
- I got kids, man. Please, please
- [Lloyd] Oh, yeah?
Fuck it. Just, you know
I I never shot nobody before.
[Poke] Well, it's time
to break your cherry, Lloyd.
You think I'm bullshitting?
Fucking do it.
[gunshot]
[Poke groans]
[shouts]
- Oh, fuck. Shit.
- Look out!
[grunts]
[gunfire]
We'll run away together ♪
We'll spend some time forever ♪
We'll never feel bad anymore ♪
Hip, hip ♪
- Hip, hip ♪
- We'll never feel bad anymore ♪
[men shouting, indistinct]
[officer] Don't move! Stand down!
- Stand down.
- Don't shoot. I surrender. [chuckles]
- [officer] Hands behind your back!
- [Lloyd] I No
[police radio chatter]
- [handcuffs clicking]
- Ooh, ah.
[Larry] How do you know who I am?
How do you think?
Mother Abagail?
Shit.
I feel crazy saying her name out loud.
Well, then, we're all crazy,
'cause we all dreamt of her.
Every single person here,
as far as I know.
And she told you I'd be coming?
Me, specifically?
Before everyone started arriving,
she made a list of five names,
people she wanted running the place.
It was you and four others.
- You one of the others?
- That's right.
I'm about the last person
she ought to trust to run anything.
Why's that?
What were you up to before all this?
Mostly fucking things up for everyone,
disappointing the people I love.
Not sure how that qualifies me,
but I guess I'll have to ask.
[chuckles]
- What?
- [Stu] I asked the exact same question
the first time I met her.
She said,
"All God's seen fit to show me is the who.
Up to you to sort out the how."
It's just hard to believe
that this is all real, you know?
Well, you traveled 2,000 miles
to meet her.
You must have believed a little.
To be honest, at the beginning,
I think I was mostly
just following Harold.
- Harold?
- Harold Lauder.
I mean, that's who I figured you were
when we first saw you.
Ah, okay, okay.
Well, sorry to disappoint you. [chuckles]
But he's here, though, right?
Harold. He made it?
- Yep, he made it. He's here.
- [Larry] I ought to see him.
What about that girl he was with?
Uh, Frances Goldsmith?
Frannie. That's right.
Yeah, she's here too.
I knew it. I knew he'd
he would get her here.
[Frannie] You'll get used to it,
it's just gonna take some time.
Anyway, most of the people
are staying up in the college
'cause they feel less alone.
It's also where we put all the generators.
But some of us have moved into the houses.
We just have to use candles
until we can get the power back on.
Passed a couple of towns along the way
- where the power never went off.
- [laughs] Yeah.
It's a shame Mother Abagail
couldn't dream-summon us
to one of those places.
Yeah. Right?
You are having the dreams, right?
- I'm supposed to ask.
- Yeah, I'm having them.
What about you, Joe?
[Nadine] Joe?
Joe, Miss Goldsmith asked you a question.
[Frannie] Does he sign?
Sometimes they teach sign
to kids on the spectrum.
My brother was deaf. Is he verbal at all?
Uh He talks in his sleep sometimes.
Hard to say about what.
Hmm. Trauma will do
strange things to people.
Especially kids.
Where did you find him?
Pennsylvania.
Just sitting by the side of the road.
Wasn't a house around for miles.
Called him Joe because it's what
I used to call the kids in class
when I'd blank on their names.
You're a teacher?
- Was.
- [Frannie] That's great.
We're gonna need teachers.
The sooner, the better.
- There are other children?
- Yeah, a few.
And more on the way. [chuckles]
So, Nadine, I have a a question.
I was wondering if you would be willing
to take responsibility for him.
You mean, would I be his mother?
[Frannie] Yeah. At least temporarily.
Yeah. Of course.
I mean, we've been through
so much together.
When I found him, he was
He's come a long way.
[lights humming]
[announcer on PA]And now,
the moment you've all been waiting for!
[applause, cheering]
[rats squeaking]
[squeaking intensifies]
[horn blaring]
- [horns honking]
- [siren wailing in distance]
[sighs]
[phone ringing]
[inhales sharply]
[coughs]
[sniffs]
[helicopter whirring]
[grunts softly]
[groans]
[woman sniffles]
Can you get me a tissue? [sniffles]
- [exhales]
- Hey, you know, I think
- I'm just gonna
- Are you fucking kidding me?
- Look, I get it.
- [coughing]
My mom wasn't feeling well last night, so
[chuckles] You got to call your mommy?
I thought you were a "rock star."
Well, uh that was fun.
Thanks.
[scoffs] You're not gonna ask
for my number?
- [sighs]
- I thought you were a nice guy.
- [Larry] Sorry, I I gotta go.
- No, you're not a nice guy.
You're not a nice guy!
[coughing] Fuck you!
- [glass breaking]
- Your mom can suck my fucking dick!
- [phone ringing]
- Great.
Yeah?
- [woman] Is this Larry Underwood?
- Uh, speaking.
This is Bellevue Hospital
calling about Alice Underwood.
[patients coughing]
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Alice Underwood?
- Good luck with that.
- Wh What?
Alice Underwood? Alice Underwood?
Ma! Ma!
Ma! Ma!
- Hey.
- [breathing heavily]
Mommy. Mommy.
- [quietly] Larry
- Yeah.
Thank God.
Go get your father.
He's in the bar
with that photographer.
You go tell him
I said come out of there.
[Larry whispering] Okay. Just
Jesus Christ, Ma, you're burning up.
[breathing heavily]
Okay, I'm gonna get you out of here.
Huh?
- [tires screeching]
- [horn blaring]
- [thunder rumbling]
- [Larry grunts]
- [car door closes]
- Fucking thief!
- I'll kill you, bitch!
- [Larry] Wayne
My mom's in real bad shape.
I'm gonna take her upstairs,
and I'm gonna come back down,
and we'll sort all this shit out, man.
End you
Over a fucking song?
- My song!
- [thunder rumbling]
Jesus Christ, man.
[man on speaker] Violation
of this order may be met with force.
[siren whoops]
- Remain in your homes.
- [wheezing]
Curfew is in effect.
Violation of this order
may be met with force.
[breathing heavily]
I'm sorry I'm such a fuckup, Ma.
[wheezing]
[breathing stops]
[sniffles]
[sniffles]
[thunder rumbling]
Hey, buddy. Let me get you a sniff.
It'll take the edge off.
That's the least I can do.
You just need to tell me where it is.
Hey. Wayne.
Where's the stash, man?
I know you're holding.
You'll never be famous now.
Why would you be hiding it?
There's nobody to hide it from. Fuck you.
[keys jangle]
Oh! [laughs]
Oh, you piece of shit. Oh.
[birds chirping]
We'll hoof it from here.
- [Stu] Hey. How are you?
- [Larry] Good morning.
[Stu] All right, so you see the Xs
on the houses here?
They're the houses that have
been cleared of the dead.
[Larry] All these people waiting
to see Mother Abagail?
[Stu] Some of 'em.
- Hey, Stu.
- [Stu] Good to see you.
Some of them already seen her,
just want to stay close.
She's out on her porch
for two hours every day,
greeting new arrivals.
You Underwood?
Hmm. Took your sweet time, didn't you?
- Excuse me?
- [chuckling]
She's fucking with you.
At ease, Ray.
Ray Brentner.
Dangerous being a prophet.
Especially during times of upheaval.
That's what she is? A prophet?
Guess that's not for me to say.
I'm gonna leave y'all to it.
You're in good hands.
You're not staying?
I gotta make sure we've got
enough deer meat for dinner,
and the spotter's got two more
caravans coming in, so
It seems like you got
a lot of responsibility here.
Yeah, we all do.
- I'll see you.
- [Ray] See you.
Come on inside.
Please, sit down.
Larry Underwood, Nick Andros.
Pleased to meet you.
[Mother Abagail] Larry Underwood,
you better come in here
and sing me a song.
- [rats squeaking]
- [panting]
[rats squealing]
[gasps]
[thunder rumbling]
[gunfire in distance]
[man, faintly] Monsters!
Monsters are coming!
Monsters are coming!
There's monsters coming!
Monsters on the way!
They're in the suburbs! Monsters!
They're coming! Monsters!
[Larry sighs]
[sighs]
[chips crunching]
Another living soul.
Still a few of us wandering around.
Where the hell did you
break out of, Bellevue?
Certainly not.
I was in Mount Sinai
getting a stent put in.
Come on, man, maybe you want to
put some fucking clothes on.
There's plenty for everyone.
Where I'm going, I don't need clothes.
- Yeah, where's that?
- Yankee Stadium.
Fulfill a lifelong ambition.
You're finally gonna
throw out the first pitch?
No, son. I'm gonna run around that field
stark naked to my heart's content.
And then I'm gonna jerk off
all over home plate.
Best of luck to you.
What's that tone?
Young man, we can do whatever we want now.
Go anywhere. We've been freed
from society's constraints.
I'm not judging you, boss.
[gunfire]
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
I'm not dangerous, I swear.
You don't look dangerous.
You don't look sick either.
- You passed by me earlier.
- [Larry] Well, that's
- I mean, you're hard to miss.
- [chuckles]
Sit down.
Share my umbrella.
I'm Rita Blakemoor.
Larry Underwood.
I almost hid when I heard you coming.
I thought you were the man that's been
carrying on all morning. [chuckles]
- Oh, the monster shouter.
- [laughs]
That's very apt.
This was my husband's.
He was terrified of being robbed.
Maybe I'll try it. Can you hold this?
Uh
Do you think I can hit
this birdhouse right there?
I really don't think that's a, uh,
such a good idea
Ooh.
Bull's-eye.
I'm quite sure I couldn't shoot a person.
I don't think.
Pretty soon there won't be
anyone left to shoot.
Don't be so sure. I heard shots earlier.
That's probably just someone
spraying bullets at the sky.
- Hmm.
- After all, who is there to stop them?
[Larry]
Guy I ran into this morning told me
he wad headed to the Yankee Stadium
to jerk
masturbate on home plate.
That's an awful walk.
Did you tell him to go someplace closer?
[both chuckle]
You're very pleasant to be around.
It's wonderful that you're not crazy.
What did you do before all this?
Let me show you?
- Okay. [laughs]
- [Larry] Yeah?
Yeah.
- [jail door closes]
- [men shouting, indistinct]
[men coughing, retching]
CO Savino!
I know you and me got off
on the wrong foot.
I was hoping
that we can make a fresh start.
[Savino] If I say yes,
will you shut the fuck up?
Okay, I know you're not gonna be
relocating guys that are already sick
[whispers]like this
motherfucker behind me.
He's got the neck blowing up,
and he's coughing and shit.
- [coughing]
- I was hoping maybe 'cause
I'm feeling fine, maybe you could move
Even if I gave a shit,
I got no place to relocate you to.
Okay.
But you gotta keep feeding us, right?
'Cause we haven't had food in over a day.
We don't have any water, the tap's off,
- and I'm gonna get fucking sick
- You got water.
You want me to drink toilet water,
you motherf
Welcome to the party, cop killer.
[shouts]
[screams]
[men shouting, indistinct]
[Larry] I wish my ma could have seen it,
you know?
I was gonna stand her right here
and show her I was somebody.
She would have been so impressed.
I doubt it.
She wasn't impressed with much.
Well, I am.
No one's gonna take it down.
You're gonna be up there
a long time, maybe forever.
You conquered New York City.
Guess I never thought of it like that.
[bottle shatters]
[crows cawing]
[crow cawing]
You hungry, Larry?
Uh Uh
- Hell yeah, I'm hungry.
- [chuckles]
Let's go to my apartment.
Please. Lead the way.
'Cause you're a rock star!
[slow music playing]
[singer vocalizing]
[singing in Icelandic]
[Rita] Oh, the smell. It's awful.
[Larry] Only gonna get worse.
We can't stay here.
You know that, right?
Eight million corpses in the naked city.
They're just rotting in furnished ovens.
Plus the rats.
They'll spread diseases
we're not immune to.
Well, where will we go?
I've been thinking about that.
All day, actually.
It's like what that guy at the park said.
The Yankee yanker?
[chuckles] That's not bad.
He said we can do whatever we want,
and we can go anywhere.
[monster shouter] Monsters are here!
Oh, God. Our friend is back.
I wish our friend would shut the fuck up.
[monster shouter]
They're in the streets, in the sewers!
- Monsters are everywhere!
- [machine gun fire]
I'm scared.
Yeah. Me too.
You'd have to be batshit crazy not to be.
But we got pills for that. Huh?
[car alarm wailing in distance]
[machine gun fire]
[birds chirping]
Hey, this way.
[flies buzzing]
[Larry] You okay?
Yeah. It's just
Hey, you. Hey, you!
[Larry] What do you want?
I want to give you a million dollars.
Thanks, man, we're good.
I'm serious. Look.
I got it right here.
You can have every cent of it
if I can borrow her for 15 minutes.
Get out of here.
Now.
[chuckles]
That's a mistake.
- Oh, my God.
- It's okay.
You should have taken the deal.
Let's go!
- Come on. Come on.
- Let's go. Go, go, go!
[man] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
[both panting]
[wind whistling]
- [shotgun cocks]
- Take this side.
That side.
Should have taken the deal, midnight.
All we wanted was the girl.
[Rita panting]
Is this water?
[Larry] Uh
- [Rita] Oh
- I know it sucks,
but I bet it beats the shit out
of whatever those assholes had planned.
[female electronic voice on GPS]
Starting route to Haven Avenue.
In 400 feet, turn right
on Columbus Avenue.
I don't think I can do this.
Hey, listen, just pretend
we're Ninja Turtles.
- Okay. Okay.
- Right?
- Oh, fuck.
- [Rita groaning]
What is this?
It's what you think it is.
[groans]
Oh. Aw, fuck.
Okay [groans]
Oh, yeah.
[groaning]
Proceed west on East 95th Street.
- [water dripping]
- [rats squeaking]
Do you know where you're going?
Uh, north to GW.
- Well, which way is north?
- I don't
[Larry coughs]
I'ma say this way.
[rats squeaking]
[Larry] Oh, fuck.
Come on, we can just go out. Let's go up.
I'm not fucking going up there.
You know who's up there.
[sighs, sniffs]
No.
- Coming?
- Okay. Yeah.
[loud squeal]
- [screaming]
- [rats squealing]
- Rita. Rita. Relax. You're okay.
- [screaming]
They're just rats. They're just rats.
Rita, come on. Look at me.
- [screaming]
- You're okay.
Rita, relax. You're okay.
You're okay. You're okay.
You're all right. You're okay.
We just got to keep going.
- No, I can't do this.
- You can't.
- What if they see you?
- I'm going up. I'm done.
I'm not coming with you,
you understand that?
- If you leave, that's it.
- Please come.
I didn't survive this long to die.
Come on.
I can't do it.
- [gasps]
- Here.
Good luck.
That's it? No goodbye?
- I'm not fucking dying with you, Rita!
- [Rita] Great.
Well, have fun drowning in shit!
Fuck.
Should've took the million dollars.
[man] Mother?
Mother?
[squeaking]
Mother?
Come on. Here, come on.
Come to me. Come to me. Come on.
Fucking fuck.
- Come here.
- [man] Mother?
Yeah. Yeah.
- Ow! Fuck! Goddamn it!
- [squeaking]
- Goddamn it!
- [man] Mother?
Shut the fuck up, you cock-knocker!
I fucked your mother!
- [man] Mother?
- Shit the fuck
[rat squeaks]
Come here.
[squeaking]
[groans]
[sighs]
[birds chirping]
I guess that'd make this your room.
What do you think, bud?
It puts her right across the hall.
If you ever need her in the night,
all you got to do is step out your door.
- [chattering]
- [birds chirping]
[lights humming]
[Larry] Hey. Nadine.
- You're sure this is what you want?
- [sighs]
As opposed to what?
I could stay on the couch.
A few nights at least
just to help you get settled.
It wouldn't have to mean anything.
What did she say to you, the old woman?
I told you, I'm really not supposed to
- Yeah.
- [Larry]tell people what she said.
You said that.
[Joe playing guitar]
Yeah, so, um, if [clears throat]
If you're all right, I guess
I'll, uh, gonna go find Harold.
I got his address, so
Uh
You mind taking him with you?
Just give me a a second to start
setting us up, you know?
Of course.
Hey, Joe?
- [guitar playing stops]
- Joe?
Come on, dude.
Thank you.
[GPS] Continue north.
[rats squeaking]
Fuck!
[groans, sputters]
[Larry panting]
Fuck!
[bag rattling]
Fuck. Ah, fuck.
[clears throat]
[bird cawing]
[wind whistling]
[bird cawing, wings flapping]
Fuck!
Aw. Fuck!
Oh, fuck.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, fuck!
[panting]
Fuck.
Fuck!
[crow cawing]
[cawing continues]
Oh, fuck!
Oh, fu
[panting]
Larry?
Ma?
Why didn't you come see me?
- Ma.
- Larry?
I need to go to the ho
- [rats squeaking]
- [grunting]
[groans, gasp]
[groans]
- [gasps]
- [rats squeaking]
Oh. Fuck. Fuck.
Larry!
[panting]
Larry!
Come back!
Help me!
[Flagg] Why don't you come see me,
Larry?
- [groaning]
- [cawing]
- [cawing]
- Hey!
[grunting]
Help me out! Let me out!
[cawing continues]
Let me out! Let me out!
Let me out! Let me out! Let me out!
[gasping]
[groaning]
[shouting]
[panting]
[cries, pants loudly]
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
[whimpering]
- It's okay.
- [panting]
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
- [inhales]
- You're okay. It's me.
It's me. It's me. It's me.
- You're okay. You're okay.
- [panting]
How the fuck
How the fuck did you get out here?
I walked north like you said.
I lost I lost my phone.
[Rita] But not your drugs.
I almost lost my mind. Oh!
But look what you won.
- What?
- We made it.
- [panting]
- We made it.
["Space Song" playing]
What makes this ♪
Fragile world go round ♪
Were you ever lost? ♪
Was she ever found? ♪
Fall back ♪
Into place ♪
[thunder rumbling]
- [Rita] This is stupid.
- [Larry] What is?
That it's raining or
that you're stuck here with me?
No.
Being alive.
When everyone else is dead.
It's like being the last people
to leave a party.
Meaning what? That
You're worried it's tacky? [chuckles]
It's stupid.
It's not worth it.
[Larry] I don't know about you, but I, uh
can't keep my eyes open.
Ready for bed?
I'm gonna stay up for a little bit.
[Larry] You sure?
Okay.
[tent zipper opens]
[zipper closes]
[typing]
[typing continues]
[typewriter bell dings]
[typing continues]
[doorbell rings]
Hi, I'm looking for Harold Lauder.
How can I help you?
[chuckles] Um
I'm Larry Underwood. Sorry.
This is my friend Joe.
We followed your signs
all across the country.
[Harold] You did?
No kidding. Really?
Yeah, really. We did. Um
I brought you some presents
as a thanks for helping us out
on the road.
You know, whenever I was in a tough spot,
I'd ask myself,
"What would Harold do?" So
[laughs]
Actually, is Fran here?
I I'd really love to meet her too.
No, she doesn't she doesn't live here.
Oh, I see.
Sorry to hear that.
Yeah, I was with someone on the road too.
It didn't work out.
I'll come by one night,
we'll have a drink, talk about it.
And Joe, he You know, uh
Joe.
Sorry, he's been through a lot.
We all have.
Yeah.
- Nice to meet you, Larry.
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
[Larry] Come on, crazy.
What was that about, man? That was rude.
[thunder rumbling]
[sniffles]
[pills rattling]
[crying softly]
[thunder rumbling]
[insects chirping]
[banging]
[clatters]
- [whispering, indistinct]
- [clatters]
[gasps]
[Flagg] Hello?
Olly olly oxen free ♪
Come on, run along with me ♪
Just remember and be quick ♪
We're gonna jump the candlestick ♪
Kick the can and run with me ♪
Olly olly oxen free ♪
- Boo.
- [screaming]
[Flagg] Poor thing.
[crying]
How long you been shitcanned?
[Lloyd] Uh, maybe
a week, or a cou Uh, I What day is it?
How come you're not dead already?
[whispering] You don't want to know that.
[sighs, chuckles]
I found this.
- I ate him.
- [splats]
- Hmm.
- [sighs]
You didn't happen to have
a little chomp on this fine fellow
on the bottom bunk, by any chance?
That couldn't have been me.
That must have been somebody else.
You see, one of his legs
is looking a bit thinner than the other.
I don't know about that.
I don't know nothing about that.
- Hmm?
- [Lloyd] Yeah.
Eh, look about the same to me.
How'd he taste?
[crying] I don't know.
It was all Poke's fucking idea.
[Flagg] Taking a bite
out of Mr. Personality?
That was the only goddamn reason
that I'm in this fucking place.
Poke said we gotta go big and I said,
"No, we got to stay small."
And I'd never eat somebody's fucking leg.
Look at me.
No.
Why not?
I don't think you're real.
Oh, I'm real, baby.
I'm real real.
Well, if you're real,
then you must be the devil.
That's not a very nice thing
to say, Lloyd.
Well, she brought me coffee ♪
Well, she brought me tea ♪
Hell, she brought me everything ♪
But the workhouse key ♪
Whoa. Shit.
[Flagg] You dig that?
I learned that trick
from a massage parlor honey
- in Secaucus, New Jersey.
- [Lloyd] Well, that's a good trick.
Secaucus,
home of the world's greatest pig farms.
[Lloyd] Mister?
- I'm awful hungry.
- [Flagg] Of course you are.
A little rat meat and a bite or two
of raw human calf muscle
ain't enough to sustain a fella like you.
No, it's not enough.
Hell, I'm a bit peckish myself
and it's barely an hour
since I finished lunch.
Mmm. Rare roast beef sandwich
on Vienna bread.
[moans]
Smothered in onions
and Gulden's spicy brown.
Home fries on the side.
Little chocolate milk to wash it down.
Oh, my, I'm I'm torturing you, ain't I?
Tell you what.
How about
I let you out of here
and we go find something to eat?
[laughs] Yeah. That sounds good.
I don't believe I introduced myself.
Name's Flagg. Two Gs.
- Pleased to meet you.
- Likewise.
It occurs to me, before I open this door
and we go looking for dinner,
that there's a couple of things
we ought to get straight between us.
Yeah. You're a beautiful fella. [chuckles]
I'm gonna make you
my right-hand man, Lloyd.
You'll be Saint Peter
at the pearly gates. Huh?
How about that? Would you like that?
I'd like that.
[chuckles]
Now, you'd like to get even
with the people
- who left you in here, huh?
- Yeah.
Yeah. And not just them, but anybody
who would do a thing like that.
The kind of people who look
at a man like you as as garbage!
Yeah. I ain't fucking garbage.
- You're not garbage.
- I ain't fucking garbage.
- We're gonna go far.
- I ain't garbage.
- It's a good time for people like us.
- Yeah.
Everything's starting up.
Now all I need is your word.
All What is it?
What what are you talking What?
All you need is What? Your word?
That you'll be loyal.
- No questioning orders.
- [Lloyd] No denials.
No falling asleep on guard duty.
Now, you give me your promise
and I'll give you the key.
I promise you.
Attaboy.
You're a free man, Lloyd.
I believe this is yours.
It's mine?
Mine.
Yes.
We can't forget about dinner.
- Dinner, that sounded real nice.
- Mm-hmm. I won't.
I'm very pleased to have found you, Lloyd.
I believe this is the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.
["Brand New Key" playing]
I rode my bicycle past
Your window last night ♪
I roller-skated to your door
At daylight ♪
It almost seems
Like you're a voiding me ♪
I'm okay alone ♪
But you've got something I need ♪
Well, I've got a brand-new
Pair of roller skates ♪
You've got a brand-new key ♪
I think that we should get together ♪
And try them on to see ♪
I've been looking around a while ♪
You've got something for me ♪
Oh, I've got a brand-new
Pair of roller skates ♪
You've got a brand-new key ♪
I ride my bike, I roller-skate ♪
Don't drive no car ♪
Don't go too fast, but I go pretty far ♪
For somebody who don't drive ♪
I've been all around the world ♪
Some people say I've done
All right for a girl ♪
Oh, yeah, yeah ♪
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
I asked your mother
If you were at home ♪
She said yes
But you weren't alone ♪
Oh, sometimes I think
That you're a voiding me ♪
I'm okay alone, but you've got
Something I need ♪
Well, I've got a brand-new
Pair of roller skates ♪
You've got a brand-new key ♪
I think that we should get together ♪
And try them on to see ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la ♪
Oh, I've got a brand-new
Pair of roller skates ♪
You've got a brand-new key ♪
I think that we should get together ♪
And try them on to see ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪
La, la, la, la, la, la ♪
Oh, I've got a brand-new
Pair of roller skates ♪
You've got a brand-new key ♪