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Hold on. Hold on.

- All right, just...

- Mike, I really don't want to go in there.

Mike... There we go. Just hold on.

All the lines

out of the station are down.

Radio, Internet, the phone...

Who the f*** is that?

Mike!

Mike, grab his gun!

Move! Move! Move!

Get down! Down! Stay down!

No, no, get out. Phoebe, get out!

Phoebe, the gun.

Just go!

Get out of here!

Come on!

Wait!

- Hi, darlin'.

- Why is Liman on lockdown?

Why are there men in Hazmat suits

walking around like extra-terrestrials?

What the f*** are you doing?

A dog with rabies got loose.

A real old b*tch.

- You're all class, Adrian.

- You activated Howell.

Now two of my Tough guy assets are dead.

I know what you're doing here.

Don't f*** with my operation!

Your operation is murder.

This is the last time

that you and I speak.

I'm taking you down, Yates.

You understand me?

That's pretty big talk

for a middle-aged woman with a...

What? A cell phone?

You can't touch me. Okay...

You can't even...

Did you just hang up on me?

Please tell me

you did not just hang up on me.

Yo, Phoebe, where are we going?

We are leaving,

we are getting the f*** out of town.

No, I can't leave town, you know that.

Well, you didn't have people

try to kill you before,

I was thinking maybe

that could motivate us here.

Okay, fine. So where do you want to go?

- F***!

- All right, listen, listen.

We'll take my car

and we'll go to Rose's house, okay?

- What?

- What?

You want to get high right now, Mike?

No, I don't want to get... No.

Rose has like guns and sh*t, okay.

He can help us hide out

and I'm still in handcuff.

Okay, you are not in any position

to be making the plan right now.

Really? Well, who is, all right?

- The cops are all dead.

- The guy in the thing,

in the cell thing, doesn't see the gun,

you don't point at it and go, "Gun..."

Okay. No, no. I recognize that now

as, like, a faux pas. I'm sorry.

Like, and if someone who's trying

to kill you, goes, "Wait..."

You don't go,

"What do you want to talk about?"

Okay, you're right. Sorry. I'm sorry.

Please just don't yell at me, okay?

- No. I'm just starting to freak out.

- No. I know you are.

I just think that maybe we need to

figure out what the f*** we're doing...

Come here. You're fine.

I'm fine. All right?

We made it out of there. Okay?

And nothing else

is going to happen, I promise.

Let's just get in my car...

F***!

So that's what those guys were doing?

That would have hurt.

Okay,

let's take my car.

Hello?

I'm in Liman. I activated Howell.

What?

Yates' Tough guy assets are in town.

I'm here trying to save asset Howell

and derail this operation.

But something's not right.

I'm standing in front

of the sheriff station which is on fire.

I don't understand...

Why would you...

I should not be talking...

Listen to me. I need a weapon.

- Oh, my God.

- There's an empty field.

I'm going to send you

coordinates for the drop.

And I need to know where the f***

Yates is pulling the subjects

for this operation.

If they're trained assets, they should

be doing this quickly and quietly

This behavior makes no sense.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I gotta hang up. I can't...

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

Don't hang up. Don't hang up.

He's boxing me into this town.

He's going to trap me like a rat

and he's going to kill me.

Please, Petey, I really need you.

Okay, here we go.

Hey.

Hey, you seem, like, spooky quiet.

I am spooky quiet.

I'm like...

I think I'm in the anaphylactic shock.

That's not what that's called.

Like, I'm trying to think

of stuff, you know...

Phoebe, I can't remember anything.

Like I never even...

I can't even remember

where I went to school.

- Maybe don't think about it.

- Did I go to school?

Did we even talk about my parents?

We walk from here.

Is that what's happening now?

- Yeah.

- Let's go.

- Sh*t.

- What?

What if I'm like... Like a robot?

No. No...

With gigabytes of memory recall,

and, like, karate programming

where I use objects to kill people.

Mike, you're not a robot.

With advanced biological engineering.

Maybe I am.

- Mike.

- Yeah?

- You are not a robot.

- Yeah, but how do you know?

I have the weirdest thoughts

in my head right now.

I know. I know, babe.

Do you know what a M1 Abrams is?

It's a type of tank.

I could list like 50 types

of tanks right now.

When did I learn about tanks?

I didn't.

I know nothing about tanks

or guns or bombs,

but I suddenly know, like,

everything about tanks and guns and...

Freeze, motherf***er!

- Sh*t, Mike! It's you?

- Rose. Rose.

What the f*** you doing here, man?

- Can we come over?

- Yo, yo, yo... Get inside!

Get inside right now, man!

Sh*t crazy tonight.

I ain't tryin' to die from no monkey disease.

Come on, get inside!

What the f***?

What the f*** is all this?

- Mr. Yates, sir...

- I said subtle!

I said covert!

Not pitch a tent in the middle

of the f***ing parking lot!

- Sir, this is...

- Where are the assets?

You got them all just sitting

in a dark truck?

- You said as bare bones as possible.

- Yes. Right, you're right.

Thank you.

Laugher?

What happened to you?

I heard you were KIA.

We recovered him

from the sheriff station 30 minutes ago.

But you saw him, right? Howell?

He took my teeth.

But I got 'em back.

Yeah, thanks.

We just wanna, like, hang out

here for a couple of hours.

'Cause things are like...

I don't know, but things are, like,

pretty dangerous right now.

Yeah, so why do you

come to my house, Mike?

Why don't you go to your house?

Crazy is as crazy does

and you dragged crazy here.

And I don't even know

what that does or what that is.

You see what I'm saying?

I don't know, Rose.

We just thought it would be,

like, safer here.

Safer from what?

- Wait, why do you think it's dangerous?

- Yeah?

Like I said to you before

because of the...

- The what?

- The monkeys. The monkeys!

And, yo, Mike,

what you gonna be safer from, Mike?

What you gonna be safer from?

Rose... I...

Safer from what, Mike?

Perimeter's clear, man.

Yo, this is Big Harold and Quinzin.

Niggas, this is Mike and Phoebe.

- Mike? Me and Mike know each other.

- Me and Quinzin know each other.

Jinx, right?

Dude, it sucks, you were in first place

for like three weeks

- and your kickers got hurt.

- I know, man.

What?

We do Fantasy Football together,

you dig?

And you ain't even tell me?

Sh*t!

Everybody's got

a Fantasy Football league but Rose,

is what you're sayin'.

I guess Rose just sits alone, I guess.

I don't know nothin'

about no Fantasy Football.

Well that don't make me feel

better, man, nobody tell you sh*t.

So hurtful.

Sorry, man, sorry.

But it's all about conspiracies tonight.

Sorry, can I just ask about the monkeys?

And the gas masks? What...

You ain't heard?

Town's under government wildfire.

Outer-space sh*t,

straight Andromeda Strain bacterial

disease type sh*t!

- I'm sorry?

- You ain't seen?

F***in' look at the TV, man!

Look at the f***in' TV!

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