The Purge Page #3

I will.

Zoey? Zoey?

Zoey? It's me.

You okay,

sweetheart?

Yeah, Mom.

Okay.

Mom?

Charlie? Mom?

Charlie, you wait here.

I'm gonna be right outside the door.

Okay.

Zoey.

Zoey?

Mom?

Zoey, sweetheart.

Are you okay?

Is Charlie okay?

Where's Dad? Is he all right?

Everyone's fine.

Mom, I didn't know Henry

was going to do that.

I didn't know he was going to...

Why would he do that?

Mom?

Charlie, just give me a second, okay?

Mom, he died.

Keep the door closed.

- He's dead. Henry's dead.

- Mom?

Mom!

Charlie,

just give me a second.

Zoey, let's see

what Charlie wants.

Mom, now!

What is it, baby?

You need to see this.

Tell Dad I'm sorry.

Zoey, please!

Zoey!

Zoey?

Zoey.

Hey,

Mr. Sandin, are you home?

Wait, James,

I have to talk to you.

Henry is dead.

I killed him.

I know. I saw Zoey.

Is she okay? Is she hurt?

Is she in there?

She's not hurt.

I couldn't get her

to come with me.

What are we gonna do?

I have to show

you something.

Oh, God, I know.

That one is saying

something.

...and Mrs. Sandin.

Your home tells me you're good folk,

just like us.

One of the "haves."

And your blue flowers tell me

that you support the Purge.

We want to treat you fairly,

so listen closely.

Let me introduce us.

We are some fine, young,

very educated guys and gals.

We have gotten gussied up

in our most terrifying guises,

as we do every year,

ready to violate, annihilate,

and cleanse our souls.

But things took a turn.

Our target escaped us, and...

Several of your dear neighbors

informed us that you, the Sandins,

have inexplicably

given him sanctuary.

Mr. and Mrs., the man

you're sheltering is nothing

but a dirty, homeless pig.

A grotesque menace

to our just society,

who had the audacity

to fight back,

killing one of us when we

attempted to execute him tonight.

The pig doesn't

know his place,

and now he needs

to be taught a lesson.

You need to return him to us.

Alive.

So that we may Purge

as we are entitled.

Here's the plan, Sandins.

You have until our

provisions arrive,

provisions which will help us

break into your elegant home.

If you don't...

If you don't deliver him

by the aforementioned time,

we'll release

the beast on him...

And on you.

And, um, we can enter

any home we want.

And we will want as wanting is

our will on this fine night.

Don't force us to hurt you.

We don't want to kill our own.

Please, just let us Purge.

Toodle-oo, Sandins.

Cut it. Cut it now.

The monitors are

working on backup.

The power's out

in the whole house.

James, they can't

get in here, right?

They can't get

into our home.

I don't know.

It's hard to say.

You don't know?

You sell these

security systems.

What do you mean,

you don't know?

We have tested the system.

It works 99 percent of the time.

It looks good. It's strong.

People stay away.

It looks good?

It's not built

for worst-case scenarios.

Is it impenetrable?

No, nothing's impenetrable.

Things like this are not supposed

to happen in our neighborhood.

Well, they are

happening, James.

They're happening right now.

Do you see this?

Okay, listen, just sit down.

Sit down, please.

We gotta calm down.

Sit down.

All right.

Sit down, sit down. Listen.

Okay, to answer your question,

yes, they could get in here.

They could tunnel

underneath us.

They could smoke us out.

They could devise

a battering ram, okay?

I'm sorry, but it's true.

So, here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna give

them what they want.

We're gonna find that man and

we're gonna force him outside.

Now, we have guns,

and he doesn't.

But they'll kill him.

Why should he die?

It's him or us, Charlie.

Why don't you give us the homeless man?

No one will miss him when he's gone.

Pretty please.

Wait a minute.

Sh*t.

Where is he?

There he is.

Look at me.

Come on,

look over here.

Where are you?

Come on.

Dear Mr. Sandin!

Sorry to interrupt,

but I'd love to have a word.

Meet me by your front door.

I just need a moment, good sir.

There you are.

Thank you for accepting

my invitation.

Tell me, why haven't you delivered

the filthy swine to me yet?

Are you protecting him?

I surely hope not,

Mr. Sandin.

No. Of course not.

We just can't find him.

You see,

this is a misunderstanding.

My son let him in.

He's a young boy.

He doesn't know better.

But I support what occurs here

tonight 100 percent, okay?

I sell security equipment.

So, I would

never deny yours,

or anybody else's

right to Purge.

Just give us the homeless pig,

you f***!

Sorry about that.

I don't condone

that kind of behavior.

But just keep in mind,

Mr. Sandin...

He was my friend,

and you are not.

Our equipment

is arriving soon.

And we will get in.

Send out he,

or that...

Will be thee.

I'll go get him.

You should do that.

Hey, Charlie.

I don't know

what's going on.

There are people outside.

Um...

And Henry's dead.

I'll be okay.

I have his gun.

Stay where you are.

Please be safe, okay?

I'm going to go hide

in your secret spot.

No.

All right? I love you.

Don't.

Zoey.

Get back.

Into the hall.

Let's go.

Drop your gun.

Dad, please.

Drop it.

Don't hurt her.

Lower your weapon.

Zoey, I will not

let him hurt you.

Leave her alone,

you son of a b*tch.

I will let her go

when this night is over.

You're gonna get us

all killed. You know that.

They're coming in here,

and they are gonna kill us all.

They are gonna come in here,

and they are... Back up.

You got to leave my family out of this.

Okay?

If you don't

drop your gun,

I will hurt her

and I will hurt you.

We didn't do

anything to you.

We don't deserve this.

I don't deserve this either.

Now, listen,

I don't want to hurt any of you,

but I am not

dying tonight!

Drop your gun.

Please.

Drop it.

Put the gun down.

Listen to me.

Okay.

You are going

to die tonight.

And you can either

die like a man,

and walk outside

there by yourself,

or you can die

like a coward

and get my wife and my children

killed along with you.

Okay? So take that gun away

from my daughter's head!

- Shoot him, Mary!

- Shoot him!

Get off me!

Stop!

Sh*t. Sh*t.

Mary? Mary!

Zoey!

- She's unconscious.

- She hit her head.

Mary, are you okay?

We got to get some rope.

What?

Mary, we have

to get some rope

and we have to tie him up

and get him outside.

And we're gonna end

this goddamn night.

All right?

Do you hear me?

Okay.

Okay.

All right.

Come on, Charlie, help me.

Sweetheart?

Sweetheart?

Okay, I'm almost done here.

As soon as you get the legs secure...

You got it? All right, let me see.

Let me see. Good job.

You're doing great,

honey.

Here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna roll him into that chair,

and we're gonna

drag him outside

and we're gonna

be done, all right?

Mmm-hmm. You got it?

All right, we ready?

Charlie, just concentrate

on your sister, okay?

See if she's waking up.

Except, Charlie,

I need the light.

Thank you, son. Okay.

Hey, good job.

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