♪
We are Blood Death
and this is dedicated to the All-Father.
[Brigitte] Resurrecting a god isn't as easy as you'd think.
What about this?
The gris-gris Samedi gave me.
Would this work on him?
[coin clinking]
Blood... infused with love.
Two drops.
[Laura] The reality that I am acknowledging
is that this place sucks donkey dick.
[grunting]
Judge Trakes appointed me Miss Wells' conservator.
Hello, darling.
-[Hutchinson] Your wife's capacity... -Oh!
...may be diminished, but her portfolio is robust.
-[banging] -Distract.
Misdirect.
Make them give a fuck about what we say is important.
♪
[neons buzzing]
[Bilquis] Come find me, Shadow Moon.
[whimpering, grunting]
[breathing rapidly]
♪
[Ibis] The Founders believed in a creator
who endowed every individual with equality and freedom.
America was conceived around that truth
and the Declaration was an oath to that creator.
A solemn promise that this new government
would ensure the divine rights of its citizens.
Life, liberty, and a shot at happiness.
But the new government was overrun with debt.
Furious debate roiled the Continental Congress:
God-given rights versus materialism.
[wind blowing]
Commerce carried the day and the young country
was on its way to becoming the richest corporation in history.
[baby crying]
In the process,
America betrayed its oath to the creator.
[tree creaking]
Economic growth was spurred by the whip
and remained in the hands of the slave masters and their investors.
The wealth generated by King Cotton was everywhere.
[clinking]
The nation now prayed at the altar of commerce.
[bell ringing]
But the spirit did not abandon
those who had been enslaved,
who brought their African gods, the Orishas,
with them to the New World.
♪
[man singing] ♪ Wade in the water ♪
♪ Wade in the water, children ♪
♪ Wade in the water ♪
♪ God's gonna trouble the water ♪
♪ See that host all dressed in white? ♪
[all] ♪ God's gonna trouble the water ♪
♪ Wade ♪
[man] I call upon the Orishas, of the land of the ancestors.
Show the people that I is not me!
I is we!
♪ ...in the water, children Wade... ♪
And we is power.
♪ God's gonna trouble the water ♪
You are my beloved.
I am Oshun.
♪
I will uphold you in your courage
to carry life forward.
I am Yemoja, the water.
When the burden is too great,
you rest in my arms.
I am Aye,
the earth beneath you.
You bleed upon me and I bleed upon you.
The time will come
when we rise together as one.
Justice does not sleep.
Righteousness comes from the hand of the divine.
The power of the master diminishes.
Those of us who have been enslaved
are the sole force raised from the dust.
[man] May the optimism of tomorrow
be your foundation for today
and I is we, and we is power,
and we are powerless if we just become nothing but you and they.
May peace be in your hearts and may Orishas lead your way.
With the blessing of the One Love...
[all] We shall overcome.
We shall overcome!
♪
[whimpering]
What'd you do to her?
[moaning]
Hm?
I said, what the fuck did you do to her?
Nothing.
I am here because of what that bitch did to me!
[grunting, banging]
[moaning]
[glitching]
[phone vibrating]
-I don't believe you. -There's a phone--
No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
[grunting]
[panting]
[glitching, moaning]
[groaning]
[gasping]
What the hell is wrong with you?
[grunting]
[groaning]
I told you: Bilquis fucked me up.
I need her to unfuck whatever it is that she did to me.
No, no, wait, stop. Stop, stop, stop, stop!
Stop! Just stop it!
I think I might have figured out what went down here.
So talk. Fast.
The last person that Bilquis hooked up with here
was... Bill Sanders.
The Bill Sanders.
If you are going to lie,
make it believable.
I'm telling you.
He was here.
[glitching]
Billionaire philanthropist, tech guru,
and founder of Levitech Computing Systems
was meeting Bilquis here on the low.
But homegirl has a way of making people... disappear,
from time to time.
[moaning]
He never left, which is why...
...his phone is still here.
Still doesn't explain where Bilquis is.
You asked me what happened.
I am enlightening you.
♪
[tires screeching]
[doors closing]
[knocking on door]
[banging]
[sawing]
[blade resonating]
-[blade slashing] -[screaming]
[clattering]
[grunting]
[clattering]
[moaning]
[zipping]
♪
[exhaling]
♪
Gimme the phone.
What?
No, no, no, no, no, no. I am coming with you.
I don't think so. Give me the fucking phone.
I told you, I need Bilquis.
[glitching]
You fucking dipshit!
Whatever she did to you, you probably deserved it.
I'll find her on my own.
-[number dialing] -[whirring]
[voicemail] You have 17 unheard messages. First message...
[woman] Hi, Dad. Hope you're getting my messages.
Is everything okay?
Call me. Please.
[gasping, glitching]
[groaning]
[moaning]
[sighing]
Alexandra Sanders.
Bill Sanders' eldest daughter.
Assistant professor at Columbia according to Sanders' contacts.
[glitching]
Now, she has left 10 voicemails,
each one more desperate than the last.
[glitching, grunting]
If Sanders had a security detail,
so do the heirs who sprang from his loins.
Yeah.
We lean on one of his daughter's body men,
they'll give us Bilquis.
[clapping]
Gold star for Nancy Drew.
[banging, groaning]
That's for lynching me, peckerwood.
[grunting]
I already apologized for that.
Apology not accepted.
Not now. Not ever.
♪
I am not alone.
I choose to believe that.
I have to believe that.
I am not alone.
♪
I am not alone.
I choose to believe that.
I have to believe that.
I am not alone.
[man] Sanders was a regular.
Been seeing her once a week for over a year now.
The question is, who's she working for?
♪
Your great-great-grandmother?
Oh yeah, she was a personage.
She was the first black woman lawyer in Louisiana.
Mm-hmm.
There's lots to learn here.
Hey, Damon. Where you at?
Damon?
Come on over here before I kick your poo butt.
♪
Papa!
Papa! Papa!
♪
[indistinct chatter]
[clearing throat]
Pst. I don't suppose you've got a smoke on you, do ya?
Oh, I wish.
Three-pack-a-day girl over here.
When I got throat cancer, my doctor said I had
-to change my lifestyle. -Hm...
So I switched to menthol.
Hm! Nice.
Um, so, once we've jumped through all of the hoops,
do you know when the fuck we finally get outta here?
One of death's great mysteries.
I wouldn't spend a whole lotta time
trying to figure it out if I were you.
Or you'll end up like that sorry son-of-a-bitch.
This guy?
I died summer of '93.
He was like that then.
Nothing's changed since.
Yikes.
[microphone feedback]
[man over loudspeaker] Attention. Those with red cards,
please make your way to the designated area...
Oop, oop!
No.
[loudspeaker] Red card holders only.
[clearing throat]
[indistinct chatter]
You haven't by any chance seen a guy in here:
super tall, red hair, big mouth,
bad attitude, Irish-ish?
I don't believe so.
But I'm not much of a people watcher.
Oh, you would remember this guy if you saw him, trust me.
He's pretty hard to miss.
So, you're into the bad boys, are you?
Oh no, ew.
No, that's not what it was like at all.
Oh, no.
You were just talking like...
...maybe he's someone special.
♪ Worlds end ♪
♪ Stars dimmed ♪
Oh!
[screaming, grunting]
♪ But your magic ♪
♪ Still remains ♪
♪ I'm here ♪
♪ You're gone ♪
No, no, no!
♪ Will your magic see me ♪
♪ Can I ♪
♪ Go on ♪
♪ Without you ♪
[Laura] Uh...
Actually, he... is the guy who killed me.
♪
Yup.
[man over loudspeaker] Attention.
Those with red cards, please make your way
to the designated area at this time.
[plane whirring]
This Hutchinson pinhead thinks he can get one over on me.
Ha. I've forgotten more about long cons than he'll ever know.
Hacked into his business accounts.
Conservator, my ass.
He's a vampire.
Preying on the elderly and infirm.
Never mind defaming the Eleusinian mysteries.
-Okay. -[bell chiming]
Hello, Cayman Islands.
Bingo.
Man, this guy's got it all figured out.
Offshore accounts,
money being siphoned from the client trusts into...
[typing]
Firewall won't let me see where.
[groaning]
If you want proof of the
stringing-him-up-by-the-balls variety,
I'm gonna need access to his computer,
like the actual hard drive.
A crafty pinhead, he is.
Fine.
A home office B-and-E it is then.
Perhaps a father and son two-hander. Ha-ha.
Game on. [chuckling]
Now, where's that waitress?
I am fucking starving!
[Shadow] All right.
There's the daughter's driver.
And the follow car.
[Technical Boy] See?
Aren't you glad you brought me along?
♪
[knife clicking]
It's alright, buddy.
Little detour.
[tapping]
[rattling]
[Cemetery Manager] Well, Gilbert, the excitement appears to be concluded
and this poor man's remains
are about to be given to the furnace,
so let's clean it up real good in here.
Poor fella.
That is no way for a soul to be leaving this world.
Someone oughta be holding a high thought for that child of God.
Knock yourself out, Gilbert.
[kissing]
♪
Great. Great!
A brick!
And no bars.
Whatever you're looking for, you won't find it in that.
We like our phones empty and dumb.
Like you two idiots.
Where is she?
[bell ringing]
♪
Burner phones.
Disposable.
Untraceable.
I know wireless isn't your jam,
but... it'll keep us under the radar.
We'll be so off the grid not even the assholes at the NSA
will be able to track us,
and they track everybody, just 'cause.
[dialing number]
I don't think phone numbers actually have that many digits.
21, to be exact.
Three is a very important number in Norse mythology,
signifying royalty.
Seven is of equal stature, representing completeness.
Do the math.
Three times seven is...
Got it.
♪
[phone ringing]
[beeping]
Hello?
It's for you.
That's a secure line.
Well, apparently not, dickhead.
Now, shut the fuck up.
Hello?
Shadow?
Yeah.
Your father would like a word.
Hello, my boy.
Okay, I am kind of in the middle of something.
I need you for a job up here in Massachusetts.
Should take about three hours to drive up?
Not happening.
Okay...
we'll talk after I find Bilquis.
[beeping]
No luck?
Looks like we'll have to find another way to rescue my bride.
There's no reason for this to turn adversarial.
So, just give us the location of where she's being held,
you get to go about your business.
Who are you guys?
Okay, here is the deal, shithead.
You are going to tell us what we need to know,
or we are going to peel your fucking skin off
with fucking kerosene. You dig?
Kerosene?
Seriously?
I'm gonna need you to dial it back to about a two.
I'll handle this.
You really have no idea who you're dealing with.
You ever hear of the alien agenda? No?
'Cause you are so far out of your league,
you don't even know what game you're playing.
[glitching]
[grunting]
You need to start talkin'
or you're gonna start to see some shit
that you really can't unsee.
What's that stuff spraying out of his head?
You know what?
Give him a taste.
♪
[glitching]
[screaming]
[panting]
[glitching]
Ever been probed, Mark?
You know, grabbed up by the Greys, Tall Whites,
you never remember a thing, but...
...his kind.
[groaning]
Yeah, that shit you never forget...
...no matter how hard you try.
We'll be starting with the reproductive system.
No, no, no! Wait, wait, wait, wait!
She's in Hoboken!
She's being held, um...
...in a building behind the, uh,
behind the lumber supply!
[panting]
Let's go.
♪
We're behind schedule on the initial components for SHARD.
-Why? -It's not our fault.
We're ready to alpha test baseline algorithms.
Is that the sound of you covering your anus?
There's a problem with our software suppliers, Levitech.
What kind of problem?
Total chaos in the boardroom.
They're doing their best to keep it under wraps,
but we did some digging and William Sanders is MIA.
Investors catch wind, the Dow craters.
How exactly does one of the most
powerful men on the planet go missing?
In a Manhattan call-girl's apartment, apparently.
As to how, I wouldn't want to speculate.
-As far as contingency-- -Get the fuck out.
Okay.
Show me Levitech Server Farm Number 37.
Hoboken, New Jersey.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
I should've known.
[sighing]
[electronic beeping]
Crazy fucking bitch.
[glitching]
♪
[elevator dinging]
♪
Somebody's handsome.
[elevator dinging]
[glitching]
Peaceful rest.
♪
[glass breaking]
[humming]
[woman] Dear child...
could you please hum more quietly?
Do you, do you know what song this is? It's like...
♪ Ba ba, ba ba ♪
♪
Anybody? Does anybody know what this song is?
Please? It's like:
♪ Ba-ba, ba-ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ♪
Somebody please tell me what this fucking song is.
It's Schwieger's Requiem of Balder.
-What are you doing here? -Coffee.
No one in the back ever makes a fresh pot.
Can you please tell me what this song is
that was playing in the background all the time
when I was a kid in the movie thing?
It must mean something.
-Like what? -I don't know.
-You're the Purgatory guy. -Guide.
-I'm the Purgatory guide. -Okay, good.
If you weren't such a know-it-all, and maybe
you'd hung around a little while longer,
you might've found out more.
-Like what? -You have a powerful destiny.
[Laura] Whatever the fuck that means.
[Purgatory guide] It means you attract powerful enemies.
Well, yeah. I mean, I was killed by a war god.
It's a pretty fucking powerful enemy.
-Okay. -Okay, well,
what does it have to do with the song?
I have no idea.
[Laura] Well, is it like, uh,
his theme song or something?
Like a war god fight song?
[whirring]
[indistinct chatter]
Did anybody else see that?
♪
[thudding]
[light rattling]
Hi.
[gasping, clattering]
[breathing shakily]
Hi.
There was a kink in the...
...hose. And then...
Where did you... Where did you come from?
Um, Purgatory?
Uh...
-You must be cold. -Yeah.
Yeah.
Shit.
I'm alive.
Yes, ma'am. I believe you are.
♪
-Is this mine? -No.
Or maybe.
I can't really tell.
I... think it's from the body that was here.
Oh. Tall guy? Red hair?
-Yeah. -Oh, that's Sweeney.
Um, do you happen to know where he went?
Took him away. Little while ago.
What was left of him anyway.
They're cremating the remains.
Okay, so he's dead.
Like, actually dead. Completely dead.
And it's my fault.
Huh.
No, no, no.
I didn't kill him. Heh. Just, um...
Just couldn't bring him back to life,
which I should've been able to do.
But I didn't.
It's a long story.
Well, I wouldn't be too hard on yourself.
Like the book says, there's a time to be born and there's a time to die.
Right. But just because somebody wrote it in a book
-doesn't mean it's true. -Fair enough.
I guess I'm just someone who's inclined to believe that wherever he is,
that's where he's supposed to be.
♪
♪ Do you think you're above everyone ♪
♪ Do you think you know yourself well ♪
♪
[grunting]
Watch it, you fucking moron.
-I'm a fucking moron? -Fuck yeah, you are.
[rattling]
This is a home invasion with no specific intention
of terrorizing the inhabitants,
although I wouldn't mind if the bloodless milksop
of a husband gets dirtied up a little, huh?
He just needs to see his world crumble
and I just... need his computer.
-What the fuck is wrong with you? -This.
[glass shattering]
You listening?
Yeah.
-Mm? -Yeah. You got it. You'll have it in 24 hours.
-Good. -But brother, I need a favor.
Well, say it.
Every time that shit-stain Johan comes in here,
he causes a problem.
[glass breaking]
I want that fucking ape
out of here or he bleeds.
I'll handle it.
[ice cubes rattling]
[exhaling]
♪
So, what's his story?
[All-Seven] Legend.
He rode a '61 Flathead up Whiteface Mountain
in the blizzard of '78.
100-mile-an-hour winds, sheet ice three feet thick.
Come on, bring it! Bring it! Bring it!
[All-Seven] No one else since has even come close.
Auditioning new bandmates, Johan?
[All-Seven] They say it ain't possible.
With Wednesday, rules just don't apply.
Gentlemen! Come on, come on!
This is all a... a big misunderstanding, isn't it, Johan?
You didn't mean any harm, did you?
-No. -No, he means no harm.
Anyway, as far as I know,
isn't it true that the party doesn't start
unless a little blood has been spilled, huh?
[chuckling]
That's better. Come on.
Come on, Johan!
Innkeeper, drinks all around, huh?
[cheering]
Oh, yeah!
Try not to kill the help, my boy. Huh?
Their adulation sustains us.
♪
I sometimes forget the rules, okay?
I understand.
You're still grieving your bandmates.
They were my... brothers, my family.
And I will find whoever fucking killed them,
and I will skin them alive.
Did you kill them?
No, I... Why would you ask me that? No!
Oh, my gentle, sweet,
blood-drinking fire-bear.
The facts are these:
you frequently do go ape-shit,
and in such states,
do not remember what fell deeds you do.
[exhaling]
It could've been an accident.
Anyone could kill that band.
-[chuckling] -Many want to.
But, remember, huh?
We need...
all the disciples that your music can gather.
So, you must form a new band.
[distorted voice] I did not kill them!
♪
Listen to me.
Go the fuck home.
Sleep it off.
And then, do what I fucking tell you.
Okay?
Yes, All-Father.
[banging]
[chair creaking]
♪
[distorted voice] I cry to my god,
but his throne is empty!
[indistinct chatter]
[bottle rattling]
To the god in whose name we stand tall!
[all] Hail Odin!
[door opening and creaking]
♪
[whimpering]
[door closing]
[glitching]
♪
Familiar faces.
I have a close
strategic partnership with Levitech,
and I agreed
that you could accept worship
from Mr. Sanders
with the provision that you did not
facilitate his sacrifice.
What transpires between my worshippers and I
is none of your concern.
Let's... turn a page on the past, then.
You and me.
New god... to old goddess.
[bucket rattling]
If you fully commit to the new gods,
your example will persuade
many in the old alliance
to reject this war looming over us all!
Wednesday can't go into battle by himself.
It's always the same speech with you.
I'm sorry.
Our technology will... revolutionize
man's relationship with the divine.
New gods and old gods will have a direct interface
with the minds of our worshippers.
I don't believe you.
[sighing]
You're not getting out of here.
Unless Bill Sanders miraculously appears
and clears up this misunderstanding.
We both know that is not going to happen.
♪
I am trying to save your life.
[whimpering]
I'm not alone.
I... I have love.
Haven't you come to the end?
I have love. I have love.
♪
I hope it's not too painful.
[banging on door]
[door opening]
[camera beeping]
Next steps?
If she still refuses
to give up Sanders' whereabouts,
we can't risk her becoming an intelligence asset to someone else.
♪
[tires screeching, engine revving]
[revving continues]
[explosion]
[gasping]
[clattering]
[metal clanking]
♪
[clattering]
[door opening]
Pressed Rat and Warthog have closed down their shop.
They didn't want to, 'twas all they had got.
Selling atonal apples,
amplified heat,
and Pressed Rat's collection of dog legs and feet.
-Hey! -[honking]
-Stop! -[honking]
[woman] Get out of the way, asshole!
[honking]
Disgusting dirty old man!
[woman 2] Nice cock, asshole!
[honking continues]
[phone ringing]
♪
[Technical Boy] Daddy's calling.
[ringing continues]
[sirens blaring]
-[Shadow] Hello? -Oh, Shadow, thank God.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Y-you all right?
I'm fine, but some whack-job berserker named Johan
blew up the biker bar while your dad was inside.
-Is he... -Sadly, they left...
-He's fine. -...telling no one good-bye.
He's not fine. He's okay physically,
but his head is a mess.
...Warthog a striped tie.
We're checking him into a hospital now.
It's like a... a special hospital. A nuthouse.
It's about fucking time, though, really, right? [chuckling]
-This is serious! -[Mr. Wednesday continues talking]
[Shadow] All right, all right, all right...
-Are you okay? -More or less, but...
Okay, well, listen, listen. I, um...
I-I've got a situation on my hands here, but...
I know you and your dad have beef,
but I've never seen him like this.
You need to come.
-Please. -Yo!
Tank's full.
Look, um, he's safe right now, yeah?
Yeah, I guess, once they get him into a straitjacket or something.
Do whatever you can. Make sure he's safe.
-We'll talk tomorrow. -I really think you should...
[honking]
I-I gotta go. Okay? Uh, we'll talk as soon as I can. Bye.
[line clicking]
A monkey shat in my pants.
Everything's gonna be okay.
[sirens blaring]
♪
[heavy metal music playing]
[no audible dialogue]
♪
[rumbling]
[cracking]
[water flowing]
♪
[male voice 1] You are exquisite.
A jewel.
[male voice 2] Your chocolate skin.
-Your hypnotic gaze. -Yes.
Tell me more.
[male voice 1] Mysterious.
Exotic.
[male voice 2] You tempt me, you devour me.
You wicked beauty.
[male voice 3] I have to have you, to be inside you.
-Be inside you. -[Bilquis] Worship me!
[male voice 2] You were made for me, my goddess.
You were made for me.
[indistinct whispering]
[moaning]
Be silent!
♪
[sniffing]
I am not what you say.
I was not made for you. I was before Shiva,
I was before Aphrodite, before the word.
I am not alone!
I knew and was known.
I was...
My name was...
♪
Who are you?
I know you as you know me.
I... is we.
Oshun.
Look at yourself.
See your sweet, true self.
See the truth in who you are.
And who you have always been.
[Bilquis] I am not alone.
You are my beloved.
I will uphold you in your courage
as you carry life forward.
You are not who they say you are.
You are whoever you want to be.
I am she who has always been.
[panting]
-[blade resonating] -[gasping]
[panting]
[groaning]
[panting]
[heavy metal music playing]
I think we broke her.
Oops.
♪
Oh, my God.
[inhaling]
[moaning]
Hmm. Tasting. What a concept.
You know, this ain't exactly according to regulations.
[cawing]
So, this is him?
Yes, ma'am.
All of him somehow fits in here.
[sighing]
♪ I'm here ♪
♪ You're gone ♪
♪ Hearts break ♪
You know, I hope you don't find me too forward, but, um,
meeting someone like you kinda gives a man faith.
[scoffing]
In what, I... can't exactly say.
Yeah, me neither.
You know, I think it comes down to just
believing in somethin' we can't see
'cause we know it's there.
That's what keeps us going.
Maybe so.
Well, thank you.
I'm-I'm gonna, I'm gonna get going.
Where to, if you don't mind me asking?
I'm not exactly sure yet but, um...
I've gotta go see a man about a song.
-Well, good luck. -You too.
♪
Señorita.
[speaking in Spanish]
He say this is where we turn.
You go more norte, si?
Uh, si.
Norte,I think.
Okay.
Señorita, tengo cuidado.
You too. Thanks.
♪
[neon sign buzzing]
[truck honking]
[engine idling]
[door opening]
Hey!
You're not going north by any chance, are you?
Sure as hell am.
-Where you headed? -Cairo, Illinois?
Hop in.
♪
♪ Birds flying high ♪
♪ You know how I feel ♪
♪ Sun in the sky ♪
♪ You know how I feel ♪
♪ Breeze driftin' on by ♪
♪ You know how I feel ♪
♪ It's a new dawn It's a new day ♪
♪ It's a new life ♪
♪ And I'm feeling good ♪
♪ Fish in the sea ♪
♪ Know how I feel ♪
♪ River running free ♪
♪ You know how I feel ♪
♪ Blossom on a tree ♪
♪ You know how I feel ♪
♪ It's a new dawn It's a new day ♪
♪ It's a new life ♪
♪ And I'm feeling good ♪
♪