The Purge
Mr. Faulk? James Sandin.
Hey, Mr. Sandin.
I talked to John over at repairs,
and he took care of it.
It's all fine.
The system is working
without a hitch.
You are going to be
locked in tight tonight.
Thank you, sir.
All right, Mr. Faulk.
Safe night.
James Sandin's office.
Sue? Yeah,
I took care of Faulk.
What do you know,
did you hear anything?
You're number one,
Mr. Sandin.
All right. Yeah. You got it, sir.
You came out on top.
Thank you very much.
Thank you.
Congratulations
to you, too, Susan.
You don't have
to say that.
No, Susan, it's a team win.
Thank you.
Okay. All right,
well, safe night.
Safe night, Mr. Sandin.
The poor can't
afford to protect themselves.
They're
the victims tonight.
We all got our own opinions.
That's what makes
this country great.
Holly, line four.
What are your Purge plans?
Locking down behind my
brand new security system.
Pete from Northern Virginia,
what's your Purge plan?
I'm gonna
hunt down my boss.
That son of a b*tch
has it coming.
Clearly, more people will be
Purging this year than ever before.
American streets will
be running red tonight,
when people release the beast
in record numbers.
Mr. Cali! You're getting one
last walk in before lockdown, huh?
Yep.
Did you do the systems
check I recommended?
Of course.
No problems.
Yeah, it's the same one I use.
I only sell the best.
Nobody's
bothering us tonight.
You have a safe night, Mr. Sandin.
Thanks.
Don't forget to buy your blue Baptisias.
Display those flowers
proudly, folks, okay?
Show your support
for this important evening.
Safe night to everyone.
Home again, home again.
Jiggity-jig.
Release the beast,
and Purge in our American streets.
Your New Founding Fathers...
Hey, honey, I'm home!
I'm in the kitchen.
What a day, what a day.
Everybody's doing security checks,
it's crazy.
Traffic's even worse
than last year.
Something smells good.
Hey.
Ta-da!
Ah.
I'll put them in water,
get them outside.
Okay.
Where are the kids?
Their rooms, of course.
We got an hour before commencement,
right?
Mmm-hmm.
Dinner's nearly ready,
so, uh, hurry up.
All right.
Well, I have to make a few phone calls.
Mmm-hmm.
Oh.
One thing?
Yeah?
Zoey is getting worse.
She's been pouting all day.
I can't stand it.
So, you're gonna have to do
something about the Henry situation.
There's nothing
to do about it.
He's 18,
he's not getting any younger.
She's just gonna have to sulk.
She'll get over it.
But I've got some good
news for all of us.
I'll tell you at dinner.
History has
proven this over and over again.
We are inherently
a violent species.
Wars, genocide, murder.
The denial of our true
selves is the problem.
The Purge not only contains societal
violence to a single evening,
but the country-wide catharsis
creates psychological stability
by letting us release the aggression
we all have inside of us.
I love you.
Let's growl.
What?
Growl.
Why?
Because everyone says,
"I love you."
It's used, and we need
to find our own thing.
Oh.
Go like this...
No, I'll look silly.
Come on.
No.
Do it. It's our way of saying,
"I love you." Try it.
Do it.
I think my dad's home.
- I'm sorry, baby.
- You've got to get going.
I'm sorry.
And you have to get
home before lockdown.
Come on.
Come here.
Someone's getting
ready for tonight.
Be careful.
Mary!
I'm so glad I caught you.
I come bearing gifts.
What have I done
to deserve a gift, Grace?
Oh, I have a new hobby.
Baking. Grace. Mary.
I made way
too many cookies.
Hi!
Ooh! Cookies!
I hope you're hungry.
Those cookies
are crazy good.
They're lovely.
Have a safe night,
ladies.
Bye!
Good night!
Bye!
Thank you, Grace.
Yeah, just what the Halversons needed.
More cookies, right?
Oh!
The new addition you built,
it's just amazing.
Thank you.
Not everyone had the year you did,
Mary.
What do you mean?
You know your husband
sold a new security system
in this community.
You know, some people
are actually saying
this neighborhood paid for that
new addition on your home.
Are people
really saying that?
Relax, it's just good old
neighborhood gossip.
Nothing to worry about.
You're too sensitive.
So, are you having your annual party,
Grace?
No. Too much trouble.
We're just gonna lock down,
watch some Purge events.
Nothing special.
Well, um,
thank you for the cookies.
Good night.
You're welcome.
Have a safe night,
Mary.
And you, Grace.
Christ.
You scared me to death.
You can't keep creeping up on me like that,
Charlie.
So, quit playing with Timmy and come
help me set the table, kiddo. Okay?
Now.
Christ! Charlie,
that's twice today.
You're gonna give me
a heart attack.
Sorry, Mom.
Look, check it out.
I made some adjustments to Timmy.
I installed
and I insulated his motor,
so you can barely hear him.
And he can now play music to
accompany him on his missions.
See?
He likes songs from olden times.
Mmm-hmm.
That is very, very cool.
What is it?
What's bothering you?
It's tonight, isn't it?
Just remember all the good the Purge does,
okay?
It's all that matters.
Are you hungry?
A little bit.
Good.
Well, take Timmy away and come
back and help me finish up, okay?
Mmm. Okay.
Honey,
this food is so good.
Isn't it amazing?
Not one carb.
Oh, great.
Not one.
Well, I'd like to hear
about everybody's day.
Zoey,
you want to go first?
Charlie,
what are you doing?
Sorry, I forgot
to take my vitals earlier.
Honey...
By the way, there's a slight
deviation in my heart rate,
but other than that,
nothing to worry about.
Okay, thank you.
Zoey, your day.
I don't want to do
this anymore.
It's stupid.
Okay, fine.
Calc test, piano. Normal day.
Mmm-hmm.
Who cares?
I do.
I care, very much.
And what about practice?
You ready for your recital?
James.
Of course you are,
because you're always ready.
Just make sure your left hand
cooperates in that third movement.
When I'm listening,
that's what I hear.
All right, can I...
Does anybody mind?
Can I do my day?
- I have some news. Um...
- Go ahead.
I did it. I did it.
All sales are final...
And I'm on top.
My division sold the most
upgraded security systems.
Congratulations, Dad.
Thank you.
Congratulations, baby.
Thanks. It's a team
effort, you know?
All right, Charlie,
you're next.
Well, we studied the history
of tonight in History.
And in English,
I wrote a story
about a man whose love is so powerful,
that it can kill people.
So, he cuts out
his own heart.
That is so sweet.
You know,
he should have cut off his own penis.
Zoey, Zoey...
Eating dinner,
no penises!
Charlie, don't encourage her.
Don't fist-bump that!
We're not
in the dormitorium, okay?
"Dormitorium?"
Is that even a word?
Get with the times.
God.
Guys,
look what time it is.
Oh, wow,
it's later than I thought.
All right, it's time
for lockdown. Let's go.
Don't even
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