Let g--
Alex, Alex, Alex.
You ain't going nowhere.
Won't you get that through your skull?
Ah.
Jesus, Nina! What the hell?
Don't sneak up on me like that.
They're trying to kill us. What option do I have but to sneak?
Oh, shit!
Damn it!
- Did they see? - I don't know. I...
Mon dieu.
You. You look like the boss.
Tell them to pretend like we're not here, or I will blow your head off.
Okay, maybe don't blow her head off.
Yes, blow her head off!
Oh, my God, you're crazy!
You're always so hyperbolically violent.
You need therapy.
Bonjour!
May I help you?
Maybe you saw Radka and Silviya returning from the store.
Please return when you're not working.
Our girls would all like to get to know a handsome, royal knight more intimately.
Fine. We helped you, yes?
So seems like a good time for you to be leaving.
I think we'll hang here till the heat is off.
You know what?
Maybe we can make it, like, fun.
Do something to pass the time.
Do you guys have Scattergories?
Oh, shit.
Doctor, my name is Amanda Waller, I'm the director of A.R.G.U.S.
This man, General Rick Flag, reports to me.
- What happened? - I don't know.
He's in a coma, his back is broken,
and he seems to have suffered major internal damage.
- Supposedly, some type of monster... - Monster?
...dropped him off at the emergency room doors.
What kind of monster?
Reptiloid? Amphibious? Simian?
Mite? Poltergeist?
He was green. About seven feet tall.
Humanoid.
- Is that a thing? - That's a thing.
He had bolts on his head.
Eric Frankenstein.
He's been stalking The Bride for centuries.
I'm sorry, you're gonna have to wait out here.
Is he gonna be okay?
Maybe. But not if we don't tend to him now.
If Flag told Frankenstein where the bride is...
He could stop her from assassinating the Princess,
which, according to Circe, is how World War Three starts.
Get operatives watching the local airports immediately.
Slight change in the manifest, pilot.
I'll be joining my two friends traveling to Pokolistan tonight.
Do you believe in love, my friend?
I do. I really do.
And the woman I love is about to make a tragic mistake, and I need to warn her.
She's been bamboozled by malevolent forces,
and she's about to kill someone she shouldn't kill.
Yikes, right?
But here's the twist.
Once I save her from making this tragic error,
I'm pretty sure she won't be able to deny
how she and I are meant to be together.
So why don't you do what you were born to do,
to play your small role in this romantic adventure,
and turn the fuck around and fly?
- Everything good? - Uh, all good.
Huh?
Faster, Daddy! Faster!
Alex, I don't like it.
These people are...
I don't like them either, Parvin, but...
There is no good end to this.
There is a good end to it, babe.
That's why I'm doing this.
I can't continue my research without their funding.
I love you, you know that?
That is irrelevant to what we are talking about.
They're not good people. But a nuclear fusion treatment
that destroys cancer forever, without harming the patient?
That's worth dealing with anyone!
With a treatment like that, my father might still be alive.
Your mother.
Maybe...
there is some other way.
Sorry, Satorious, but this is the way it has to be.
Yeah, that's right.
Get his prints in there good.
Oh, poor baby.
I'm hungry.
"Gladen"?
Hungry?
Have you ever considered this line of work?
A couple of girls like you would be popular.
Men are always looking for...
How they say? A bit of strange.
Nina and I have a little more respect for ourselves than that.
You use your body as a weapon.
To kill people.
As opposed to a source of pleasure.
This is how you respect yourself.
Your eyes tell a story.
You have no respect for yourself. Nor for anyone else.
These girls here, they struggle because they want to live.
You do everything you can to die.
- Bride, don't! - I must agree with your friend.
She's not my friend.
Will bring much suspicion if we do not answer that door.
Your choice.
Bonjour.
Look at this fine piece of ass, Brian.
The Craic Brothers in the house!
Let's party, yeah?
What a wonderful life worth struggling for.
I really wish you wouldn't have come out here.
I don't want to risk you telling anyone I was here.
So this is where the magic happens, huh?
Why...
Why are you doing this?
You knew the deal, Alex.
We'd fund your experiments on nuclear fusion
so you could make cancer go bye-bye.
But we would get the results of all of those experiments
to share with our friends overseas.
Yes, Bialya.
A fascist regime.
I try not to be so judgmental.
It's business.
Well, I did what you wanted!
I gave you all the results!
You gave me bullshit!
You think these Bialyan scientists
can't see through your made-up stats and research?
Now it is my ass on the line, you crumb!
Mr. Thorne.
No, no!
This looks like it might be the real thing.
There's all sorts of numbers here.
My wife. She came from a country with an oppressive regime.
She is...
was sensitive about giving nuclear secrets to another.
What a prince. Right, guys?
Throwing his dead wife under the bus?
No, I just...
I didn't think anyone would notice.
The con man's excuse is,
"I didn't think no one would know I was conning them."
Pack all the files up, grab the hard drives.
What about him?
No, no, no!
No!
No! No!
It's the age-old story of the nuclear scientist
who goes crazy, murders his family,
and then commits suicide by atomizing himself with nuclear energy.
Skelet.
Skelet...
Yeah.
Skeleton, that's me.
Priyatel Skelet.
Not sure what that means.
Don't mess with Rupert Thorne.
Say hi to your wife.
It looks like I'm smiling, too.
But I'm not.
What now?
Get out this minute.
Bitch hit me.
I told him he was hurting me.
Get out!
No one touches the girls in a way they don't want to be touched.
I do what I want. Eh, fat toe?
Ah. Metahuman.
Well, let me state plainly the rules of Madam Gyurov's.
No one is allowed to hurt our girls.
And metahumans are welcome,
but they cannot use their powers on premises.
You're the kind of piss what caused all this now, ain't you?
Lucky for you, that's just the kind of thing that gets me going.
Get away from her and get out, like she said.
What kind of freak are you?
What's happening?
Everywhere I go, a whore is trying to ruin my fun.
Let's kill all of them and get the hell out of here.
Jeez, Paddy, again?
All right.
You crashed the wrong whore house.
Brian!
Come on. Come on.
Probably not how you expected your day to end.
This kind of thing is a common occurrence with her?
Sort of. Yes, sadly.
Merci.
Softie.
Well, it's because I was saving you again, idiot.
Because you are my friend.
Get over yourself, fish.
Huh?
Back in the day-yo As we learned
A man was not considered to be
Considered to be fully grown
Has he not gone beyond the hills? Has he not cross the seven seas?
Yeah, seven seas at least!
I want to see Rupert Thorne!
Yeah, scarecrows in hometown
Do you have a name?
I can see if you're on the list.
I stay on the run
Let me out!
Let me be gone
Who wants to shake hands with a skeleton?
Industrialist and reputed crime figure, Rupert Thorne,
was found dead today, along with his wife and two children.
New history of time!
Please! Let me go!
From this moment forward,
everything that was Rupert Thorne's is now mine.
His money, his territory, his drug business, everything.
Got it?
Yeah.
Uh... Cool.
Well, at least it's something different
From what they got in every other airport
Simply because I'm not a total gadjo
I traveled the world Looking for understanding
Of the times that we live in
Hunting and gathering First-hand information
Challenging definitions of sin
I traveled the world Looking for lovers of the ultimate beauty
But never settled in
What?
Huh?
Yana?
Huh?
I'm sorry. We were just...
pretending to fly.
Would you folks mind telling me which way to the castle?
Come on, Flag. You're gonna make it.
We need to know what happened.
How does this tie into everything?
Who wanted you dead.
You're too old and too tough and too stubborn to give up on me now.
Once I was happy and I felt no pain
Sang like a sparrow in the pouring rain
Someday those days are coming back again
When you are history
Look like some kind of fallen chimpanzee
Who was it kicked you from the ugly tree?
What makes you think That you're the boss of me?
Why don't you go away?
Looks like we all made it.
Wow. The new look is hot.
Now can it, Jack Skelington.
Well, I guess this is it.
Let's go kill a princess.
Everybody say hey, clown We're gonna put you in the ground
We had it all And then you blew it all away
Everybody say hey, clown You turned our happy upside-down
We're gonna burn your flag And piss on your parade
Piss on your parade
There's something That I just got to say to you
These are the worst times that I ever knew
I know my troubles are because of you And your pathetic crew
Everybody say hey, clown We're gonna put you in the ground
We had it all And then you threw it all away
Everybody say hey, clown, You turned the happy upside down
We're gonna burn your flag And piss on your parade
Piss on your parade