The Purge: Election Year Page #6

Purge and purify.

May the Purge cleanse us. Keep us pure.

Purge and purify.

May the Purge cleanse us. Keep us pure.

Purge and purify.

Come on, guys, that's enough.

We're getting paid to deliver

the package, not gift-wrap it.

Come on, let's go find a place to wait out

the rest of this f***ing night, huh.

As we always do.

Blessed be the New Founding Fathers

for letting us Purge and cleanse our souls.

Blessed be America, a nation reborn.

Well, it's been a long journey

to get away from the lies

and the self-deception

to this place of knowledge

and awareness of who we really are.

People of flesh, immensely flawed.

It's hard to see the ugly truth.

But change can only come from acceptance.

And change we must, as it is our godly duty

to get rid of the fury and the hatred

that poisons our souls, makes us sick.

Makes us ugly.

Tonight,

we, the leaders of this great country,

will sin, scour,

sanitize and sterilize our souls

until we are free again,

and this country will be better for it.

We are not hypocrites!

We practice what we preach.

Purge and purify! Say it with me.

Purge and purify! Purge and purify!

Purge and purify! Purge and purify!

Purge and purify!

Let us begin.

All right, look, it's after midnight.

We need to move.

I need a four-man team in there.

I need three with me. Got it? Go!

Bishop!

Bishop!

Bishop!

Bishop!

I'm unarmed.

How well do you know this Dante?

Not well. So keep your eye on him.

Our boy is gonna get himself killed.

I'm unarmed.

You know this lunatic, Dante?

Yeah. I do.

Guns down.

What the hell are you doing here?

Trying to get yourself killed?

Is that the tunnel for the cathedral?

How the f*** do you know about the tunnel?

I asked you a question.

This is no longer an assassination.

This is a rescue mission.

Jesus died for their sins.

And now, our modern-day martyrs

will die for our trespasses.

Our martyr's name is Lawrence.

A lifelong drug addict.

He wants to make amends.

He wants to serve his God

and his government.

Let's thank Lawrence for his gift.

Thank you, Lawrence.

- Thank you for your gift, Lawrence.

- Thank you very much, Lawrence.

We love you, Lawrence.

These weapons have been cleansed

with holy water,

and they are now instruments of destruction.

F***!

You all know the loyal Harmon James.

Worked with the NFFA tirelessly

for many years.

Harmon will be the first Purger

of the evening.

I'm sorry. No, no, no. Please,

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

Please, no, no! I'm sorry! No, please!

No! I'm sorry! Please, no, no!

Please, no!

Please! No! Please, please!

- I'm sorry!

- Release, Harmon.

No!

No!

Release the violence

from your darkened heart!

Scour your soul. Let the light in.

You are blood-baptized.

And you are born again!

His light entered your heart, Harmon.

Yeah.

The power of Purging!

Purge and purify!

Purge and purify!

Purge and purify! Purge and purify!

Purge and purify!

Purge and purify!

Psst.

No matter what happens, we stay together.

All right, this takes us

to the mechanical room.

From there, we can access the cathedral.

Stay there. Where do we go?

The church is above us.

So are 50 Secret Service agents.

You're gonna take the staircase

to the balcony.

Me and my guys, we're gonna enter

from behind the altar and this side here.

Okay, good. Let's go get our girl, yeah?

Before we get to our communal Purge,

the Holy Horde of Many Martyrs,

I'd like to introduce a guest

who's going to be the centerpiece of a very

special Purge ceremony tonight.

This person

has threatened to dismantle everything

that we, New Founding Fathers, have done.

We must rid ourselves

of the negative emotions

that she has stirred inside.

We must stop her

from poisoning our great country

by taking away our freedoms.

Yes!

I would like all the Founding Fathers

to come to the altar.

Join me, brothers,

as we eliminate evil

and Purge as one.

There is a fountain filled with blood

Drawn from Immanuel's veins

And sinners, plunged beneath that flood

Lose all their guilty stains

Lord of Air, Lord of Earth,

we ask that you receive this child

into your loving arms.

We are sinners.

Let us release.

Caleb, our leader,

I invite you, sir,

to lead us in this Purging

as you have and as you will.

Blessed be our New Founding Fathers

for letting us Purge.

Blessed be America, a nation reborn.

Rifle!

She's alive.

Down!

Where you all at?

The hell are you all doing up there?

Bring your asses down here.

My negro.

Let's go.

- Thank you.

- I got you. I got you.

Hi.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Thank you. Again.

What was that?

My men taking care of business. Go cover me.

We're headed out. Back exit. We have her.

And we have him.

Move.

Hey!

- Listen to me.

- Get off of me.

- Mr. Bishop. Please.

- Watch our backs.

Just take a second and listen to me.

- It's on our way to the exit.

- I can win without this.

- Please!

- Cover our backs.

You will win.

I'm gonna make sure that happens.

- Open up!

- Stop.

This is murder. If you do this,

you will be no different than them.

Get her.

Nope! Don't.

Listen to her.

She knows what she's doing.

We don't need to do this.

Hang on, Dante.

Get the f*** out of my way.

Wait, please!

Don't do this.

If you do this,

you will be no different than them.

We can't be like them.

Look at me.

Purge, my son.

Purge.

It's your right as an American.

Kill me. Kill me.

Purge.

You're a son of God.

- God wants you to Purge.

- Shut the f*** up!

Coward.

Purge!

Do it! Do it! Yes! Yes!

Kill me!

Now, I'm gonna tell you right now,

I like black people,

but I ain't gonna let you all

shoot these white folks.

These are our white people.

Okay?

So, let's put 'em down.

You better f***ing win.

Go. Go.

Move!

Oh, my God.

You murderous pig.

I am gonna beat the sh*t out of you

on election day.

I'm not as politically correct

as the Senator.

Good night, blue cheese.

Well played, Leo.

Thanks, Joe.

Come on, man.

No, I'm not gonna hurt you.

We have to get you out of there.

- Stay here, we'll find a vehicle.

- What about these people?

Back, back, back! Get back!

- You got this.

- You know I got this.

- How bad is it?

- Not good.

Look, I got one more move in me.

Cover me. Go!

Shh! Be quiet!

Shut him up before he draws

the wrong kind of attention.

You motherf***er!

Get up.

Motherf***er.

- Okay. No, it's okay. You're safe.

- Thank you.

I gotta get the f*** outta here!

Let me out! Let me out!

Stop him!

Joe!

Joe?

You're gonna be okay, Joe. Come on.

We gotta get you somewhere, okay?

You're gonna be okay. I promise you.

There's nowhere to take me.

You're gonna be fine.

That's what's important.

She's gonna make sure of it. Right, Senator?

Yeah.

You got this.

I got this.

Marcos...

Joe, Joe, Joe.

Breathe, Joe, breathe.

No.

Wake up, Joe. Wake up!

Joe!

That was Senator Roan this morning,

casting the first vote of the day.

It's been a great day

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