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Look at that sh*t, right there!

...level six quarantine

around the town of Liman, West Virginia.

The CDC has said

a breakout of what is being described

as Super Typhoid

began earlier this evening.

The bridge into town has been blocked

with access in or out of the town...

What did I tell ya?

What the f*** I tell ya?

...sources believe

the beginning of the outbreak...

That's not real. That can't...

...traced back

to these two individuals...

That can't be real.

Anyone having knowledge

of their whereabouts

should contact

the authorities immediately.

Sh*t, Phoebe. F***...

These two animal activist

are highly contagious...

That's that lady

I was telling you about.

...and should not be approached

under any circumstances.

What?

Officials have indicated that Victoria

Lasseteris responsible for the outbreak.

Why the f*** y'all on TV, Mike?

...Victoria Lasseter's inappropriate

close contact with several test monkeys.

Yo, Mike, are you in on this?

You mean, this is the lady

that talked to you?

- Yeah.

- What?

Why the f*** do you know

that monkey f***ing motherf***er, man?

- Dude, calm down.

- Calm down?

I want f***in' answers now.

Yo! Yo! Yo!

Okay, Rose, listen...

Things don't mean

what you think they mean.

This is going to sound crazy.

Something very weird is happening

to me tonight, okay,

and I don't know what it is,

but I keep, like, killing people, okay.

And there's a chance I may be a robot.

Sh*t.

You got the f***in' monkey virus.

No, Rose. Stop...

You're f***ing going

to quarantine, Mike!

- Rose, don't do that!

- Wait, wait, wait! No, no!

- That's entirely unnecessary!

- You're going to quarantine, motherf***er!

Damn!

Yo, b*tch!

Rose. I'm sorry.

Okay, Rose, can you just,

whatever you do,

not call that number that was on the TV.

You think I'm gonna call the government?

B*tch, I ain't trying to get neuralized.

Rose, maybe we could

just talk about this, okay?

Nuh-uh, Mike. Nuh-uh!

Okay.

- Hey, Rose.

- Yeah?

I think I could probably

break this lock.

- Please don't.

- Okay.

I've never been down here.

Hey, Phoebe...

Phoebe, do you really think

I have that disease?

What? That fake

monkey news-story disease?

How do you know it's fake?

I did meet that woman.

Well, how do you feel?

You feel sick?

No. I feel kind of amazing.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

- Hello?

- Hola, Petey.

Why am I hearing that

there's a supply drop made over Liman?

Do you understand

that you're assisting the efforts

of a rogue CIA operative

acting against national security?

What do we call that, Petey?

When someone is actively working

against the interests of their own country?

Treason.

Gosh, help me out here

because I always forget,

what's the punishment for treason?

We take you outside

and we shoot you in the f***ing head.

Now I'm keenly aware

that you have

a degree of loyalty to Lasseter.

That ends now.

You're not to help her again.

- I...

- Understood?

Thanks for the location on Howell.

I'm heading to him right now,

but in the meantime

we've got to go public on this.

Call Krueger.

I can't believe Yates has been training

mental patients for his program.

It is my duty to inform you that should

you go public with this operation...

It's your duty? What?

We have to stop this!

He's completely out of his...

If you go public with this operation,

you're committing treason,

and will be treated as a traitor

to the United States of America.

No! Pete? Peter?

- I'm sorry.

- Petey!

I can't help you anymore.

F***!

Phoebe, what are you doing?

We are escaping.

Phoebe. No, Phoebe, stop.

I really don't think

we should do this, okay?

I think we should just wait here.

Rose is like a really good guy,

he'll come around.

You'll see.

He's just a sensitive and complex man.

Babe, I'm not going to sit around

and wait on the judgment

of your drug dealer.

Do we have a location on Howell?

He's at his friend's house.

Okay, we roll in waves. Got it?

Employ Newton, Laugher and Bourbon.

Is the press package ready?

- Yes, sir.

- Activate it.

And...

I'm clearing use of Riofloxin gas.

No more risks. No more mistakes.

Clean sweep.

- F***!

- Do you know what you're doing?

I'm just going to scoot a little bit further

and see if I can get into the other room.

Just give me one second.

This is not the right moment.

What do you mean, Quinzin,

I can't be in your league?

- I know football. Dang.

- It's too late, man.

Too late? It's never too late.

What the...

Sh*t! Phoebe!

Sh*t!

What?

Babe, come here. Hey, honey?

Mike... Come here. Come here.

Hey, wake up! Wake up! Come on, come on.

You have to stay awake, all right?

Hey, that Riofloxin sh*t,

it's going to make you really tired!

This is going to help a little bit.

Only if you stay awake for me, okay?

- I feel sleepy.

- Don't sleep! Don't sleep!

Baby, if you sleep you die. Okay?

If you sleep you die, Mike.

That's how this sh*t works.

Shuts your senses down one by one.

Keep your eyes open!

Baby, keep your f***ing eyes open!

Honey? Honey? Babe!

Babe, wake up! Wake up! Wake up, okay?

F***! Babe...

No, what the f***! No!

What about Chip the Brick?

Hey! What about...

What about Apollo Ape?

I love them. I love them...

If you die, they die.

I don't want them to f***ing die.

I love you, babe.

Babe! Please!

Mike, wake up.

I love you.

Look at me.

Mike, you won't remember this,

but I love you.

...new start, away from all this.

Just you and me.

You're free.

Away from all this.

I love you.

It's over. I love you.

Interview number 13985.

This is our last session, Mike.

Mike!

You won't see me again.

I love you. It's over.

Wake up. Please!

Wake up! Mike.

Mike, you gotta wake up.

Mike! Mike!

Please!

Okay.

- Hey.

- No, no.

How do you know what that gas was?

Okay... I...

No, no, no. What is going on?

How do you know...

How do you know what that gas was?

I don't know what's going on.

But, listen...

- Baby...

- No. No.

Okay, Mike. Mike. Mike... Hey...

I don't know what's going on.

But I do know

what's going on with you, okay.

If you just listen... Listen.

Okay, tell me then.

It's not going to make

any sense right now.

What is going on?

What's going on with me?

I...

I'm your handler.

I was assigned to you five years ago.

- And I'm...

- My handler?

Please understand... I'm CIA, okay.

- But...

- You're what?

- Listen to me. It's okay.

- You're what?

I've been trying to tell you

this for so f***ing long.

Phoebe... Are you not...

Are you not my girlfriend?

Of course I'm your girlfriend.

- Babe, that's what...

- Please stop it.

That's what I'm telling you. No...

Please stop it. No.

I can't even look at you.

No, no, no, I gotta go.

Mike!

Mike, you have to let me explain!

- No. No. No... Mike...

- No, no, no.

- Hey...

- Leave me alone!

- Unlock the door, Mike!

- Leave me alone!

Sh*t!

No, no, no. Get off of me.

Get off of me!

Mike, relax...

Look, I just need to know.

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