The Purge (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - I Will Participate - full transcript

Joe debates the Purge with Jane; Miguel teams up with Pete to rescue Penelope.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

- Go on in.
You'll be safe, okay?

- Thank you.

- Rocco, get these
kids some help...

- I need something
that packs a punch.

What else you got back there?

- No, these are all, uh...

- Carm, I need a gun, now.

- Miguel, take a breath.

Check out the surveillance.
See what we're up against.

- No, I gotta go, all right?
Pen's out there

and who knows what that guy's
doing to her right now.

- You head out there
half-cocked, two things

are gonna happen.
One, you'll die.

Two, your sister dies.

They took her alive.
He wants her for something.

Let's tackle this together...

like two professionals.

[uneasy music]

Come on.

- This is it.
Today's the day.

Do what's necessary.

Earn tomorrow's clean slate.

Take the horror
built up inside of you

and spill it the streets.
- [breathing heavily]

- The New Founding Fathers
gave you a right

that previous generations
could only fantasize about.

What Jefferson and Washington
started, they perfected.

Don't squander this privilege.

Don't cower.

Now, answer me.

Will you spend this holiday
locked in a cage

afraid of your true potential?

- No.
[inhales, exhales slowly]

- And can you stand
another year of life

with this poison
inside of you?

- No!

- I will participate.

- I will participate!

- I will Purge.

- I... will...


[glass clatters]

[suspenseful music]

[Taser clicks]

[Taser clicking]

- Where are we?
- Where did he go?

He saved me from Purgers,

and then he tied me up.

- He broke into my house
when I was asleep,

turned my security system off.
How did he do that?

- I don't know, he did
the same thing to us.

What the hell
do you think he wants?

- Wait.
Do you hear that?

I think he's coming.

[keyboard clacking]

- How long is this gonna take?

- As long as it takes.

- He's gotta be
from the Carnival.

Maybe the guards tracked us.

- No.
No, his armor's DIY.

There's no backup.

This dude is definitely
a Purge Lone Wolf.

And that... is his plate.

In a minute,

we'll know everything
about this guy,

Where he's been, prior arrests,
favorite color.


Joe Owens.

Not married,
one living relative,

former member of
the Factory Workers Union.

That is his current address.

[suspenseful music]

[Taser clicks]

- [breathing heavily]

[Taser clicking]

[bars clanking]

[light clanks]

[soft gasping]

- Oh, my God, Joe!
- Joe Owens?

- No, you--you saved me.

- Oh, no, not you.

- Okay.

Let's begin.

- I haven't been out
on Purge Night...

since before the bar.

And that last time...


we'll do better tonight.


[tense music]

- We are going to
figure something out.

- Please, please.
My wife is pregnant, okay?

She didn't do anything.
Could you just have a little--

- No--
[Taser clicks]

- [gasping]

- No one speaks
without permission.

You are all here...

because you've wronged me.

And as prescribed by
the New Founding Fathers,

I can Purge and purify myself.

As an American,
it's my right.

You'll each
be placed on trial.

I prepared my testimony.

You will hear it.

You will consider
the evidence I present.

There will be...

perhaps a dialogue.

And then you'll confess.

And if your confession
is compelling,

I will exercise mercy.

But, if you decline to confess

or your confession
is insufficient,

I will Purge.

And I will be reborn.

God bless America.

- Joe!

I understand
that you're still angry,

but I was just
a messenger that day.

There was nothing
I could've done

to help keep Saticoy afloat.

You have to believe me.

- I-I was just following
company policy.

Y-your father's condition
was preexisting.

A-anybody would've
denied the claim.

[women gasp]

[suspenseful music]

- Shh.

You will be first.

[indistinct chatter]

- Listen up, Cardinals,
don't forget to buy

your tickets
to the homecoming dance.

It's only three weeks away.

- Hey!

Hey, Erin.
- Hi.

[soft tense music]

- No, you're smart, remember?

Don't peek at your answers.
Just solve them all again.

And go faster.

I'll get written up
if I'm late for class.

Gotta write my name at the top.

It's gotta be the same
handwriting as the answers.

C'mon, Joey, this is
not your first day.

- Please!
I-I finished really fast today.

Please, can I go?

- Don't you dare try to
sneak in there

before checking
with me tomorrow.


You're such a little baby!

Hey, look at Joey.

He forgot to wear
his diaper today.


[laughter echoing]

[school bell rings]

- At the end of
the school year,

I got caught
relieving myself outside.

I got written up.

When you found out
I disobeyed you,

you gave me a black eye,

My dad was disgusted that

I let you pick on me,
didn't defend myself.

- Hey, man.
I don't know about any of this.

I--I think you got
the wrong guy. I--

[tense music]

- I'm not waiting
to be put on trial.

- He's a reasonable man.
I know him.

He'll let us go
if we argue our case.

- It's all right.
It's all right.

- Next, let's talk about
exam week.

Winter, my sophomore year,
the day it snowed.

I had a free period and
I wanted to spend it studying

and I bundled up
and went outside,

hoping to find
a place without distractions.

I saw you leaving campus
with your friend...

- I'm Jane.

We can get out of here.

- I didn't realize
that you spotted me...

- But we have to be
willing to take a risk.

- ...followed me
as I settled in to study...

- Penelope.

I can take a risk, but
this night, it's relentless.

I can't win.

- Winning means that
you don't give up the fight.

We won't give in to that man.

Trust me.
- You didn't like that...

- We're going to live.
- You didn't like...

- We'll figure this out

- ...and your bullying.

[engine revving]

[distant gunshots]

- I'd like to live
in a place like this.

- Nothing special about it.

- It's more peaceful
than the city.

- Until you get a look inside
one of these houses.

City or suburb, people
are capable of awful shit.

Don't let the
picket fences fool you.

Wherever you go,
people are people.

- What the hell is this?
[distant gunshots]

- Roadblock.

- Oh, fuck.

[tense music]

- I got this.
Stay put.

- Arms up!

[tense music]

[guns cocking]

- There's a toll.

- I don't have much
to barter with.

Weapons, but...
I'm gonna need those.

- Don't we all.

[guns cocking]

- Come on.

Your gun, your car--
you gotta give us something.

- I'm Pete.

- And I'm Betty.

- Weapons up.
- Pay up.

- I'm Pete.
The Cop.

[all murmuring]
- Oh, shit.

- So what?

What the fuck?
- He's off limits.

Blue Friday.

- Before your time.

Tonight I'm on family business,
a very personal matter.

I respect the rights of
everyone participating.

But I'd very much
appreciate a free pass.

- All right,
pull your car through.

We'll make a hole.

Open up!

- Are you serious?

- Rachel, chill,
he's all right.

- Open it up.

[engine turns over]

- Stay safe.

- Now, your confession.
[camera beeps]

Look in the camera.

This way, I will be able
to revisit this moment,

anytime I choose.

- I told you
I don't know you. I--

- Charlie.

I explained this.

If you refuse,
I'll assume your guilt.

You'll be Purged.

- [sighs]

- Don't you wanna offer
your side of all this?

Hey, hey.
- [gasps]

- Come on, let me hear
what you have to say.


- [exhales]

I remember you, okay?

[soft music]

You were Joey.

The smart kid.

Always did your homework.

You were proud of it.

Like, proud that
being smart was easy.

It wasn't like that
for me, man.

In my house, nothing was easy.

I wish

I hadn't treated you so bad.

It wasn't right.

But look at me.

I've been on the street, like,
ten years.

Maybe I got what I deserved.

I didn't think--

I didn't know

that you were still hurting.

But I know now.


maybe you'll let me go?

It's a miracle I've survived
this long with The Purge.

Maybe that's my punishment,

being this.

[soft sobbing]


- See?

Don't you feel better?

I do.

Come on.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- [sobbing]

[blade stabs]




[dark music]

- [screams]
- [gasps]

- It's okay.

[blade whips]

- [soft crying]
- Oh, my God...

- Hm.

Like I said...


- This is a goddamn nightmare.

We know that man, right?

I remember his face.
He's one of our subs.

- Yeah.

He installed
the security system

on the Smith Street
complex last year.

- Does he have a reason
for wanting to kill us?

- No.

- [soft crying]

- His confession meant nothing.

He won't listen to reason.
Jane, what are we going to do?


[suspenseful music]

- Listen up.
We outnumber him.

If we work together,
we can take him.

Rick and I will rush him.

- He's got a taser and a gun.

If we--if we can
get it away from him--

- Good idea, good idea.

When we tackle him,

you take his weapon.

- Okay.

- We all need each other
to survive.

That's our mission, understand?

[door opens]
Oh, shit, Joe.

[door shuts]

- Eileen.

Now it's your turn.

[brooding music]

Come on.

- Eileen, wait!

- Eileen!

- [grunts]


- [yelps]
- Oh, my God!

- [weeping]

- What a waste.

She denied herself
a fair trial.

- Oh, my God.

- Do not mistake me

for some animal, killing
strangers in the street.

I know what this night
is really for.

I am well-prepared.

Charlie should not have
lied to me,

and Eileen should not
have fled.

I worked veryhard
to get you all here

in one piece, healthy,
ready to stand trial.

The building is rigged

to keep others out
and to keep all of you in.

You cannot run from my justice!

[dark music]

- We can still
fight our way out.


It's the only way.

- I will lay her
to rest with Charlie.

Jane Barbour will be next.

- So do you wanna explain
why some ex-cop is more

popular than The Pope
in this town?

What was she talking
about back there--Blue Friday?

Back when The Purge was new,
a lot of guys with badges

thought it was a quicker route
to justice than the courtroom.

And I didn't agree with that.

- So you stopped a bunch of
dirty cops from Purging.

- Something like that.

The department
didn't appreciate it,

but a lot of other people did.
- Yeah, I bet.

- Nowadays, it's, like, carving
jack-o'-lanterns on Halloween.

- What do you mean?

- People like to make
rules on this night.

Traditions, routines.

- Oh, so you're one of
their traditions.

- Don't mess with Pete the Cop.

[lowers voice]
He's off limits.

Of course, not everybody
agrees with that.

- Yeah, like that asshole
with the 3D printed gun, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

My special privileges in this
town have an expiration date.

Your generation--
you're too young to remember.

But, until then...

well, it's nice bar, right?

- [whispering]
Is he gonna listen to reason

when we're up there?

- He has to.

- Whatever you're holding back,
Rick, just tell me.

- Jane, sit down.

- He thinks we owe him money.

But he's wrong.

I paid him.

- You remember me?
- Oh, I remember you, Joe.

- You like this place?

- I do. It's...

It's more relaxed than
I was expecting but, yeah.

- It's not, like, you dressed
for a fancy place anyway.

- I wasn't--

tell me about what you do.

- I, uh, I specialize
in Purge security systems.

It's my second career.

I was a foreman
at Saticoy before.

- You were there when they--
- They sent all our jobs

[with an accent]
to Mexico.

Yeah, but, you know,
I tried to make it work.

I was good at math
in school so I--

I retrained.
- That's great.

Good for you.

- Uh, my, uh, dad
isn't so impressed.

He likes a job where you
have to use your hands more

than your head.
- [laughing]

Parents can be hard to impress.

[lounge music playing]

So how long have you
been on the dating app?

To be honest, I...

I really--
I didn't know what to expect.

- [chuckling]

I had my reservations too.
- Mm-hmm.

- But, it's how people
meet each other now.


It always feels
so tricky, you know.

There's only so much
you can tell

from a profile and a picture.

- Mm.
- Like, with you, I was

worried that you were gonna
be, like, loud and sassy and--

You are very laid-back,
which is great.

- I was surprised, too,

because you looked so much
younger in your photo.

[both chuckle]

- It's the best photo of me.

A guy has to use a good pic,

otherwise a girl
will swipe left.

I-I'm not being dishonest.

Did you go to college?

- First one in my family.

I got a scholarship to Wharton.

- That is a good school.
- [chuckles]

I loved it.
I mean, it really set my path.

I work in finance.

- You're very lucky...

to be able to take advantage.
- Advantage of what?

- Well, you know, they need to
have, uh, certain number of--

They need to make it easier
for some people to get in.


- I worked very hard for
my opportunities, Joe, so...

what makes you
assume otherwise?

- Oh, whoa, hey, whoa.
[nervous chuckle]

I'm sorry you got offended.

It wasn't a racial thing.
- Okay, sure.

- I mean, come on,
I get nervous

when I get pulled over
by a cop, too, you know.

It's a universal thing.

- I have to go to
the ladies' room.

Would you excuse me?

- Sure.
- Mm.

- Uh, when you come back,
I wanna hear about Wharton.

[tense music]

I'll see you in a minute.
[clears throat]


[indistinct chatter]

- Can I get you something else?

- Mm...
Oh, you know what?

when the time comes...

make sure you put
the whole tab on this.

I don't want her
to insist on splitting.

I'm trying to treat
this lady right.

- Oh...

sir, the woman you were with
paid already...

for both of you.

She left.

- Oh.

- Uh, I-I'm happy to get you
anything else you might need.

- Are you for real
with this shit?

[gavel thuds]

- I will finish my testimony,
and then you will speak--

- No, you are finished.
You tracked me down tonight

over a date.
Am I getting this correct?

- It wasn't just that.

You were judging me
the whole time.

Showing off.
Paying the check.

You didn't even give me
a cha--

- Look me in the eye
and tell me that it's worth

ending my life over a bad date,
and while we're at it, let's--

- I wasn't--
- Talk about how you treated me

on that date.
The things you said.

I can't believe after what
I've been through tonight...

- You didn't give me a chance--
- I'm sitting here listening

- You just made a bunch of...
- To a man call me...

- Classist assumptions...
- That I didn't laugh

hard enough
at his racist jokes.

[Taser clicking]

[engine revving]

[tire screech]

[suspenseful music]

[distant gunshots]

- No truck.
It's a dead end.

- It's our best lead.

I say we sweep it, fast.

Go, brother.

- Shit. It's rigged.

- Let's try the side.

- C4.

I've seen stuff
like this overseas.

I'm not a bomb tech...
but I think I can disable it.

- Yeah? You sure?

- Maybe step back.

- [murmurs] Jesus.

[tense music]

- Joe?




[groans weakly]

- Where's Joe?

- [panting]

- Tell us where he is, now.

- [chuckles, coughing]

You gonna--
you gonna interrogate me?


- I'm gonna keep
looking around.

Keep your cool.
- All right, be careful.

This place is--
- Rigged! Eyes peeled.

- Time for you to confess.
- I have nothing to confess.

- Of course you do.

Look at you.

How you use your advantage
living a comfortable life

at the expense of
hard-working men like me.

- Youhave no idea what I
went through to get this life.

What I'm stillgoing through.

- Uh, you had a chance
to tell me about it.

- Joe, I've been on that date
a thousand times before you,

and it never ends well for me.

Those not-so-subtle comments--

- This again.
You know, you are so

goddamn busy being victim,
you can't see the harm

your actions caused me.
- Caused you?

- Have you heard of
Bobby Sheridan?

- [whispers] Oh, my God.

- The way he explains it,
it's perfect.

Ambition functions like a sail,
carrying you through life--

- I can't believe
this is happening.

- You meet people
who try to tear

at your sail, like you.
Like all of you.

You tried to sink me!

But tonight,

I will patch
each of those tears,

carefully, thoroughly.

The strong fix themselves...
with action!

- I really hurt
your feelings, didn't I?

- [sighs]
- I get it.

But, Joe...

when that happens,
you move on.

You grow up, little boy.

You swipe right
for someone new.

You don't go kill people.
It's called being an adult.

- Hmm.


if it's so wrong...

[soft suspenseful music]

Why did you Purge
your boss, David Ryker,

just two hours ago?

Was that your idea
of moving on?

Being an adult?

- Miguel!
Get up here!

Check this shit out.

- Jesus.

- He's been planning this
for months.

- This stuff.

Military tech.

Puts off a chemical signature
you can track for miles.

Lasts about three weeks.

- That's how he tracked
all these people.

Sprayed them with that shit
before Purge Night.

- You see Penelope?

- Shit.

This is why
that asshole took Penelope?

I'm done with the games.

Tell us where your
crazy son is.

- He's not crazy.

- You seen his room lately?

- Oh, you mean--
you mean his project?

Yeah, impressive shit, right?

- It's not the word I'd use.

- Yeah, well, I'm impressed.

It's about time
he grabbed life by the balls.

Thank God for The Purge,

giving him purpose.

- What's any of this
got to do with my sister?

- Ohh.
She's on his list.

She's done for.

My Joey.

He thought of everything.

You'll never
get inside that school.

- What school?
- You talking about

Thomas Paine, the high school
that closed down?

It's up on his wall.

- [breathing weakly]

- What do we about him?

- Look around.
This dude's on borrowed time.

Let the old bastard rot.

- [shouts] Fuck you!

- When I'd found Jane,
she was being subjected

to terrible mistreatment
at the hands of her boss.

I intervened
because Purging Jane,

Purging any of you is my right.

She wouldn't leave

without punishing
her tormentor...

which is her right.

I watched her execute

an unarmed man.

How can I be denied
the same privilege, Jane?

- You want me to confess?
I confess I hate this night.

It doesn't heal
or fix anything.

It just makes the worst
of us worse

and the best of us
just a little less than.

- You're wrong.

The old Jane
was not this feisty.

She's feeling the power
of The Purge tonight.

- No, no.

No, Joe,
it was something else.

I've tried to live my life

with integrity and respect

for myself, for others,
for the rules.

I earned my opportunities.

Even when some people said
that I should use other...

attributes to sweeten the deal,
I said no.

Then I got into the real world
and I found out that being

a professional woman,

the real job
is to be a good sport,

to work twice as hard
for half the opportunity,

letting men like you
dangle advancement

and promise me
that the cost of success

is enduring a few more harmless
jokes about my nice ass.

But The Purge is
the equalizer, right?

My chance to take
the brass ring at gunpoint.

It can't be immoral...

if it's legal, right?

[tense music]

I'll give you a confession.
I Purged.

- [soft chuckle]

- Killed a repugnant pig.

Do you know what it
made me feel?

Nothing but shame.

I compromised who I am

and what I've worked
a lifetime to be

for a sexual predator.

What a thing to live with.

- You're not gonna have to live
with it for very much longer.

- You're so proud of all this?
- Mm-hmm.

- Digging up old bullies

and tracking down bad dates,

blaming us for
all your problems?

How much time and energy
did you spend?

You think you're
on the path to freedom?

You don't see
how small this makes you?

Purging fixes nothing.
It fixes nothing, Joe.

It just gives us
people like you

and now, people like me,
and that's it.

That's it!

- You okay, brother?


She's either alive
or she's not.

This dude has no idea
what's coming for him.

We're two badass marines
with an arsenal in our trunk.

Let's focus and get it done.

- I'm focused, Pete.

I know we can win this.


RPG! Get out!


[metal crashing]

[suspenseful music]

- I warned that kid.

You don't mess with
a man's livelihood.

Drag whatever's left
of them out of that car.

We need proof,
or we don't collect.

- No bodies in here, Rex.

[tense country music]

- Come on, guys.

- I mean, that's a lot
of pretty words,

but not the ones I asked for.

I'm not gonna beg.

I explained the rules.

Bye, Jane.
- Stop!

You told us
we'd all get a fair trial,

but you didn't even
listen to what she said.

She did give you a confession.
You should let her go.

- Purging didn't fix me, Joe.
It won't fix you either.

- Enough! Both of you.
- It won't.

- And you sit down.
It's not your turn to speak.

Nobody's getting mercy.

Everyone will answer
for their sins.

- What sins do I have?
We've never met.

What am I doing here?
- You?

You are everything that's
wrong with this country.

You're the reason
we need The Purge.

[bell chimes]

- You know, we don't need
to shop around anymore, babe.

That one was perfect.

- It was the most
expensive one.

No one should ever spend
that amount on a baby crib.

- [chuckles]
Well, I think it's nothing

but the best for
the little guy, just saying.

- Sheor he will be just fine

without the Taj Mahal
of baby cribs.

- Okay, just think about it.
- I'm the boss.

[dramatic music]

- I got the food.
- You're welcome.

I'm not your goddamn doorman.


- You want to kill me
for that?

- Do you not understand
what you did?

Are you so self-absorbed
that you can't grasp

what your failure
that day represents?

You spoiled brat!

There are two kinds of
people in the world--

builders and takers.

Workers and babies.

I'm a builder.
What have youever built?

Your whole generation,

you just take and take and take

with no idea
the sacrifices made,

the workput into
remolding our country!

- My parents died
for this country--

- Shut up!

With a gun to your head,

you can't follow
a goddamn rule.

You show respect!

Common decency.
You say "Thank you."

I say "You're welcome."
And you!

You do not humiliate someone

who's just trying
to show you a good time.

- [screams]

- Yes, Jane!
- Go-go-go-go!

- No!
- [grunts]

- Yes!
- Come on, Jane!

[both grunting]

[indistinct shouting]

- Get out of here!

[both grunting]

- Kill him!
- [grunts]

- No, no, no-no-no...

[both straining]

- Purge you.

Purge you...


- [choking]

- [weak gurgle]

- Jane.

- Come on, Jane.

- [exhales]

I'll take out the trash.

And the Betancourts
will be next.

- We're all gonna die.

- No, we're not.

We're gonna figure
something out.

- [sobbing]