Breakers (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Push My Button - full transcript
Jack tries to find his friends but no one shows up where they normally do. Meanwhile a new villain puts Paola Foust to the test.
- She shot me!
She shot me right here.
Two times.
- Watch it, watch the--
- I didn't see a bright light
like they talk
about in the movies.
- I was dead, Max.
- That sounds like a
pretty crazy dream, man.
- She killed the girl.
And then she killed me.
- Who?
- We are creatures
of glory and horror.
- I remember thinking, how
did things go so wrong?
I was dead, Max.
I was dead.
- Okay, but you're
alive now, all right?
Breath in.
Like Jesus, okay?
- Pawpaw.
- Can I?
- Pawpaw, Pawpaw.
- Well, I just, I--
- Okay.
- I died and came back.
Papaw came back.
I assumed everyone did.
- Ross is not gonna show.
- Sure she will. You
promised her a salad.
- I said that we
could eat salads,
not that I would pay for hers.
- She's not at the lake house.
I got my people at her
apartment and her parents'.
More importantly,
she's not here.
Chubbs checked with his people.
She's not working with the DEA
or the Sheriff's Department.
- What abour our
other situation?
- Should be hitting
the news any time.
What do you want
to do about our friend?
♪ Standing here
in the sunlight ♪
- Morning.
-
We cannot use him.
- He's an option.
- He is a loose end.
- Look what he did
in one afternoon.
- Dude.
Mayor's dead.
- I know, we're in
a group message.
- Car accident,
probably texting.
- Byrd's dead.
- Hmm.
- Let's get back to work.
- I don't think we've ever
had a mayor die before.
Is there like, a vice-mayor
or speaker of the city?
Or do we vote?
Do we vote on the succession,
or-- I don't know.
How does it even work?
- I hate group messages.
- Hey, what is this?
- My fee.
- Thought it was
money or something.
- Oh, it's something.
- Are these real?
- Let me see that.
It's foam. You're a weird dude.
- What you want with a
bag of fake grenades?
- I used my other one.
- Used it?
- I left it on a playground.
Vincent Elementary School.
- Why would you do that?
- Well, you know
how little boys are.
You can tell them to play nice,
but in the end, they just
want to blow each other up.
It's an unhealthy
fascination with death.
- Hey, this one's metal.
- Oh, yeah, there's
one real one.
- What?
Why?
- Keep things
interesting.
- Is there a real one
in the other bag, too?
- Yeah.
- Why? I've got a kid
that goes to that school!
- Oh, he's a ginger, right?
Must get it from mom.
- Well there's the Irish temper!
- He's lying!
He's just getting
under your skin!
- He knows about Seamus!
- You
named your kid Seamus?
What is he, a
forty-year-old drunk?
- Shut up!
- Let's just back it up here!
He's lying to you.
- Hey, what time
is recess anyways?
- That's it.
- Wait, wait! We're
supposed to watch him!
- Wanna help me up?
- He's a very dangerous man.
- What do you think I am?
- There wasn't a
second bag, was there?
You're only making this
thing worse for yourself.
He's got a temper!
He's gonna come back
and filet your face!
You know what?
- You understand
what I'm saying here?
Your receipts don't add up.
- Yeah.
Yeah, I understand.
- It's not good.
- Totally. It's not.
- Here's the thing, Ryan.
We're missing a large
amount of money here.
Money doesn't just disappear.
We think we know
where the money went.
You could be a real
hero here, buddy.
- Big time.
- Okay, look. I understand.
I live with three
women.
I'm missing money all the time.
Nobody misses money
more than I do.
Serious, I mean, I'd
love to help you guys
but it's not my department.
- Excuse me.
David called,
he wants you to call
back right away.
- That was Sherry.
- What's your job here?
- I'm an Originator.
- What is that?
- That sounds made-up.
- No, I manage energy
supply contracts.
- Ryan, that sounds
like a made-up job.
- It is not! I'm serious.
- Ryan, Ryan,
I want you to listen to me.
You need to tell us
what we wanna know.
- Don't forget to call
David Johnson's office,
I want to see him
later this afternoon.
- Yes ma'am.
Oh, by the way, there's a
gentlemen waiting for you
in the conference room.
He didn't leave a name,
but, whenever you're ready.
- Can I help you?
- I have your flash drive.
- Here?
- No.
- Do you know what it is?
- Leverage.
- What do you want?
- Is getting the flash
drive back enough?
- I'm afraid you have
to help me out here
a little bit.
I mean, I have no idea what
it is we are talking about.
- A performance is
unnecessary, Congresswoman.
I know what you are.
- Really?
What am I?
- A villain.
- Well that's harsh.
- Truth tends to be.
- So you're wondering
if you can return
the thing she stole?
And if that would
make everything okay?
- No, I'm wondering
if people have to die.
- Mister No Name,
so you come in here,
with this, like an apple
with a bite out of it,
and you're wondering if you
can put it back together?
Well, you can't.
She can't.
But you knew that
before you came in here.
So, why come in here at all?
- To see if there's
any other way.
- Is there?
- No.
- What's this?
- Where she'll be.
- You've lost your mind.
I need this!
- Look, they have been
grilling me all morning!
That's your job!
I'm covering for you,
and you're out here,
dressed like this,
wanting to go on a date?
- I know.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Something came up.
- Oh, is that something that
came up me going to jail?
Because I'm pretty sure
that's what gonna happen.
I don't know how,
but somehow they got me
to confess to something,
I don't even know what it is.
But it's bad!
- Look, Ryan,
it's gonna be okay.
- No, it's not!
How do you know that?
- You need to cool down.
- Okay, so you
wanna go on a date?
Now?
- Not now, tonight.
- Okay.
- If something bad
were to happen to me,
an accident or something,
I'll need you to look
after Papaw for me.
- Okay, I'm not really
sure what you mean,
and there's no way the date
can possibly go that bad.
- Just promise me.
- Sure.
Fine.
- You're a good man, Ryan.
- I still think they're
gonna arrest me!
- Hey, this isn't money!
- Congresswoman,
what are your thoughts
on Mayor Byrd's tragic accident?
-
It is just horrible.
Like, truly horrible.
We are all in shock.
- Hello,
is this Harper?
- He
was such a good man.
He was an honorable man.
- This is Los
Vaqueros Restaurant.
- My deepest--
- I'm
supposed to tell you
that Mark left his phone here.
- sympathy
goes to his family,
and my prayers go out-
- And also, he
thinks you left something
in the women's room.
- All of those--
who knew him.
- And, he was good.
He was good for the city.
- Screening your calls?
Oh I get it.
Everybody wants something.
- This is my house.
- I want to talk.
- You have my full attention.
- My first boss was
a God-fearing man
who let his employees steal
straight from the register.
I never understood
why he would do that.
So I asked, and he said,
"Do unto others as you
would have done unto you".
He died three days later,
killed by a drunk driver.
That's when I realized
how ruthless this place was.
So when you betray me, I get it.
As a matter of
fact, I respect it.
But now, I've
really got to know.
How ruthless are you?
- Did you know I was married?
Four years.
My husband said he was
playing racquetball
when he was really
playing his secretary.
He thought I didn't know.
What I feel worst about is,
that it was all so cliche.
They never found them.
I go and visit sometimes, but...
Hmm.
You said you could
give me what I want.
But I haven't won yet.
- Winning an election
isn't what you want most.
- What do I want most?
- Legacy.
- And you can give me that?
What is it?
- A bomb.
And a lot of innocent
people will die.
- I don't wanna be
remembered as a monster.
- You can't control how people
see you once you're gone.
There are people
tearing down statues
left and right these days?
Who they were, what they
did, it doesn't matter.
Judas betrayed Jesus,
Nero burned his cities,
Hitler killed Jews.
Love you, hate you?
If they can't forget you,
what's the difference?
- And you never know, you might
not be here in five minutes,
so, would you like
to press my button?
- I've been trying
to call you all day.
Where have you been?
- Been busy.
- Apparently.
We have guests.
- And that's about
where you come in.
- I thought
I had problems!
- Listen, so, I wanted
to start with this memory
I had of my father last night,
because I think it really
changed the way that, what?
- I'm sorry, Dejavu.
I'd some really crazy
dreams last night.
- I thought you said we
weren't gonna use that word.
"Crazy"
- I'm sorry.
- And that's
when he looked at me.
And with tears in
his eyes, he says--
- Okay. I can't do this.
- That's exactly what he said!
- We've already done this.
Is this a joke?
- My father didn't like jokes.
- What day is it?
- Monday.
The twenty-third.
- You're messing with me.
- I have no idea what's
happening right now.
- Harper?
- You do remember me?
- Yeah.
- So it happened?
- Yes.
- She killed me?
I, I, I thought this
was all just a dream.
- Okay, what is happening?
- So, she killed me
and then shot you both?
- She didn't. The bald guy did.
- Okay, so, then
what happened to him?
- I guess he died too.
- Should I leave?
- No.
I'd feel better if you stayed.
- What was his name?
- I don't know.
I don't know, I
never thought to ask.
But, trust me, he was
totally crazy.
- We don't use that word.
- Sorry.
- He was convinced that our
lives were somehow intertwined.
He kept saying he was
trying to save me,
we have to get to midnight.
- He brought you here.
You pepper-sprayed him!
- Yeah, he literally shoved me
into the men's restroom, okay?
He was acting
completely deranged.
He was was totally deranged.
And that was an accident.
- So, we are reliving
the same day?
- This is interesting.
- He has to know
what's going on.
- Yeah.
- I have no clue
what's going on.
- Not you, the other guy.
- Guys, there's
no one else here.
- If you see anything
weird, call the police.
And don't leave before
midnight! I'll be back.
- You know, I'm gonna
be honest with you.
I don't actually know who he is.
But I think he's
trying to save me.
- From what?
- I don't know.
- Earl! Can you run
those numbers for me,
get an address?
- You got his license plate?
- Yes, no, it was gone.
But, I remember, I
think, because I wrote
it down last night
and it's Diazepam.
Well, the numbers are, anyway.
The last part of it,
but it's the same.
It's the chemical
numbers for Diazepam.
- Sure, I'll make the call.
- Are you a cop?
- No.
I pay a guy down at the
DMV to run things for me.
I don't trust the neighbors.
They're Al-Qaeda.
- They might be Al-Qaeda.
- So, you want my
grandson's phone number?
- Yes.
- If you don't mind.
- You got a pen?
- I do.
- Just ignore those, these
are my thoughts and feelings.
Just write it here in the back.
So, do you take Diazepam?
If you do, your license
plate, it's very clever.
If you don't, not so much.
- Has he been
acting strange lately?
- Strange?
- Saying odd things?
Maybe acting like he's lived
this type of day before?
- No, I don't think so.
So, how
did you meet him?
- I ran into him
at a restaurant.
- He's been to my house.
- She's my therapist.
- I don't mean to be
rude, but are you single?
- I'm sorry?
- Well, I've wanted him to
meet a nice girl for so long
and I just thought that--
I'm gonna write
down his address.
- Oh, thank you!
That's great.
- Hey, can I use your bathroom?
I've been so excited
all day, I haven't gone.
Starting to hurt.
- Yeah, okay.
Oh, you can't take
a phone in there.
Can't be too careful
with phones these days.
- You really should
mow your grass.
- Okay, so, who
are you guys again?
- So you're reliving the
same day over and over again?
- Yeah.
- And how do we come into this?
- You die, every day.
Yesterday was the
closest that I've gotten
to keeping you alive.
- I die.
- You're killed, actually.
- And you are trying to save me?
- Yes.
- Why?
- I think that's why
this is happening.
I think it's my purpose.
- But we're aware now.
- I guess so.
- How did that happen?
- I'm not sure.
Maybe we died together?
Or you died with me?
I don't know.
- So, you can die.
But you don't die?
- I've never died
before, until yesterday.
- You died and we came back?
- You said Papaw died,
but he wasn't aware.
- Right, but, he died
earlier in the day.
He wasn't with us.
Maybe that's why.
- Okay, you guys are crazies.
Is this a joke.
- We don't use that word.
I mean, even if it's
true, the connotations.
- Okay.
Who is this?
- I'm Earl!
And your hair is kind of long.
Is that a religious
thing or what?
- So when does the day reset?
- Midnight.
Usually.
- And if I'm still alive
at midnight, what happens?
- I don't know.
- Ten seconds.
- It is nice to have friends.
- Two, one.
She shot me right here.
Two times.
- Watch it, watch the--
- I didn't see a bright light
like they talk
about in the movies.
- I was dead, Max.
- That sounds like a
pretty crazy dream, man.
- She killed the girl.
And then she killed me.
- Who?
- We are creatures
of glory and horror.
- I remember thinking, how
did things go so wrong?
I was dead, Max.
I was dead.
- Okay, but you're
alive now, all right?
Breath in.
Like Jesus, okay?
- Pawpaw.
- Can I?
- Pawpaw, Pawpaw.
- Well, I just, I--
- Okay.
- I died and came back.
Papaw came back.
I assumed everyone did.
- Ross is not gonna show.
- Sure she will. You
promised her a salad.
- I said that we
could eat salads,
not that I would pay for hers.
- She's not at the lake house.
I got my people at her
apartment and her parents'.
More importantly,
she's not here.
Chubbs checked with his people.
She's not working with the DEA
or the Sheriff's Department.
- What abour our
other situation?
- Should be hitting
the news any time.
What do you want
to do about our friend?
♪ Standing here
in the sunlight ♪
- Morning.
-
We cannot use him.
- He's an option.
- He is a loose end.
- Look what he did
in one afternoon.
- Dude.
Mayor's dead.
- I know, we're in
a group message.
- Car accident,
probably texting.
- Byrd's dead.
- Hmm.
- Let's get back to work.
- I don't think we've ever
had a mayor die before.
Is there like, a vice-mayor
or speaker of the city?
Or do we vote?
Do we vote on the succession,
or-- I don't know.
How does it even work?
- I hate group messages.
- Hey, what is this?
- My fee.
- Thought it was
money or something.
- Oh, it's something.
- Are these real?
- Let me see that.
It's foam. You're a weird dude.
- What you want with a
bag of fake grenades?
- I used my other one.
- Used it?
- I left it on a playground.
Vincent Elementary School.
- Why would you do that?
- Well, you know
how little boys are.
You can tell them to play nice,
but in the end, they just
want to blow each other up.
It's an unhealthy
fascination with death.
- Hey, this one's metal.
- Oh, yeah, there's
one real one.
- What?
Why?
- Keep things
interesting.
- Is there a real one
in the other bag, too?
- Yeah.
- Why? I've got a kid
that goes to that school!
- Oh, he's a ginger, right?
Must get it from mom.
- Well there's the Irish temper!
- He's lying!
He's just getting
under your skin!
- He knows about Seamus!
- You
named your kid Seamus?
What is he, a
forty-year-old drunk?
- Shut up!
- Let's just back it up here!
He's lying to you.
- Hey, what time
is recess anyways?
- That's it.
- Wait, wait! We're
supposed to watch him!
- Wanna help me up?
- He's a very dangerous man.
- What do you think I am?
- There wasn't a
second bag, was there?
You're only making this
thing worse for yourself.
He's got a temper!
He's gonna come back
and filet your face!
You know what?
- You understand
what I'm saying here?
Your receipts don't add up.
- Yeah.
Yeah, I understand.
- It's not good.
- Totally. It's not.
- Here's the thing, Ryan.
We're missing a large
amount of money here.
Money doesn't just disappear.
We think we know
where the money went.
You could be a real
hero here, buddy.
- Big time.
- Okay, look. I understand.
I live with three
women.
I'm missing money all the time.
Nobody misses money
more than I do.
Serious, I mean, I'd
love to help you guys
but it's not my department.
- Excuse me.
David called,
he wants you to call
back right away.
- That was Sherry.
- What's your job here?
- I'm an Originator.
- What is that?
- That sounds made-up.
- No, I manage energy
supply contracts.
- Ryan, that sounds
like a made-up job.
- It is not! I'm serious.
- Ryan, Ryan,
I want you to listen to me.
You need to tell us
what we wanna know.
- Don't forget to call
David Johnson's office,
I want to see him
later this afternoon.
- Yes ma'am.
Oh, by the way, there's a
gentlemen waiting for you
in the conference room.
He didn't leave a name,
but, whenever you're ready.
- Can I help you?
- I have your flash drive.
- Here?
- No.
- Do you know what it is?
- Leverage.
- What do you want?
- Is getting the flash
drive back enough?
- I'm afraid you have
to help me out here
a little bit.
I mean, I have no idea what
it is we are talking about.
- A performance is
unnecessary, Congresswoman.
I know what you are.
- Really?
What am I?
- A villain.
- Well that's harsh.
- Truth tends to be.
- So you're wondering
if you can return
the thing she stole?
And if that would
make everything okay?
- No, I'm wondering
if people have to die.
- Mister No Name,
so you come in here,
with this, like an apple
with a bite out of it,
and you're wondering if you
can put it back together?
Well, you can't.
She can't.
But you knew that
before you came in here.
So, why come in here at all?
- To see if there's
any other way.
- Is there?
- No.
- What's this?
- Where she'll be.
- You've lost your mind.
I need this!
- Look, they have been
grilling me all morning!
That's your job!
I'm covering for you,
and you're out here,
dressed like this,
wanting to go on a date?
- I know.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Something came up.
- Oh, is that something that
came up me going to jail?
Because I'm pretty sure
that's what gonna happen.
I don't know how,
but somehow they got me
to confess to something,
I don't even know what it is.
But it's bad!
- Look, Ryan,
it's gonna be okay.
- No, it's not!
How do you know that?
- You need to cool down.
- Okay, so you
wanna go on a date?
Now?
- Not now, tonight.
- Okay.
- If something bad
were to happen to me,
an accident or something,
I'll need you to look
after Papaw for me.
- Okay, I'm not really
sure what you mean,
and there's no way the date
can possibly go that bad.
- Just promise me.
- Sure.
Fine.
- You're a good man, Ryan.
- I still think they're
gonna arrest me!
- Hey, this isn't money!
- Congresswoman,
what are your thoughts
on Mayor Byrd's tragic accident?
-
It is just horrible.
Like, truly horrible.
We are all in shock.
- Hello,
is this Harper?
- He
was such a good man.
He was an honorable man.
- This is Los
Vaqueros Restaurant.
- My deepest--
- I'm
supposed to tell you
that Mark left his phone here.
- sympathy
goes to his family,
and my prayers go out-
- And also, he
thinks you left something
in the women's room.
- All of those--
who knew him.
- And, he was good.
He was good for the city.
- Screening your calls?
Oh I get it.
Everybody wants something.
- This is my house.
- I want to talk.
- You have my full attention.
- My first boss was
a God-fearing man
who let his employees steal
straight from the register.
I never understood
why he would do that.
So I asked, and he said,
"Do unto others as you
would have done unto you".
He died three days later,
killed by a drunk driver.
That's when I realized
how ruthless this place was.
So when you betray me, I get it.
As a matter of
fact, I respect it.
But now, I've
really got to know.
How ruthless are you?
- Did you know I was married?
Four years.
My husband said he was
playing racquetball
when he was really
playing his secretary.
He thought I didn't know.
What I feel worst about is,
that it was all so cliche.
They never found them.
I go and visit sometimes, but...
Hmm.
You said you could
give me what I want.
But I haven't won yet.
- Winning an election
isn't what you want most.
- What do I want most?
- Legacy.
- And you can give me that?
What is it?
- A bomb.
And a lot of innocent
people will die.
- I don't wanna be
remembered as a monster.
- You can't control how people
see you once you're gone.
There are people
tearing down statues
left and right these days?
Who they were, what they
did, it doesn't matter.
Judas betrayed Jesus,
Nero burned his cities,
Hitler killed Jews.
Love you, hate you?
If they can't forget you,
what's the difference?
- And you never know, you might
not be here in five minutes,
so, would you like
to press my button?
- I've been trying
to call you all day.
Where have you been?
- Been busy.
- Apparently.
We have guests.
- And that's about
where you come in.
- I thought
I had problems!
- Listen, so, I wanted
to start with this memory
I had of my father last night,
because I think it really
changed the way that, what?
- I'm sorry, Dejavu.
I'd some really crazy
dreams last night.
- I thought you said we
weren't gonna use that word.
"Crazy"
- I'm sorry.
- And that's
when he looked at me.
And with tears in
his eyes, he says--
- Okay. I can't do this.
- That's exactly what he said!
- We've already done this.
Is this a joke?
- My father didn't like jokes.
- What day is it?
- Monday.
The twenty-third.
- You're messing with me.
- I have no idea what's
happening right now.
- Harper?
- You do remember me?
- Yeah.
- So it happened?
- Yes.
- She killed me?
I, I, I thought this
was all just a dream.
- Okay, what is happening?
- So, she killed me
and then shot you both?
- She didn't. The bald guy did.
- Okay, so, then
what happened to him?
- I guess he died too.
- Should I leave?
- No.
I'd feel better if you stayed.
- What was his name?
- I don't know.
I don't know, I
never thought to ask.
But, trust me, he was
totally crazy.
- We don't use that word.
- Sorry.
- He was convinced that our
lives were somehow intertwined.
He kept saying he was
trying to save me,
we have to get to midnight.
- He brought you here.
You pepper-sprayed him!
- Yeah, he literally shoved me
into the men's restroom, okay?
He was acting
completely deranged.
He was was totally deranged.
And that was an accident.
- So, we are reliving
the same day?
- This is interesting.
- He has to know
what's going on.
- Yeah.
- I have no clue
what's going on.
- Not you, the other guy.
- Guys, there's
no one else here.
- If you see anything
weird, call the police.
And don't leave before
midnight! I'll be back.
- You know, I'm gonna
be honest with you.
I don't actually know who he is.
But I think he's
trying to save me.
- From what?
- I don't know.
- Earl! Can you run
those numbers for me,
get an address?
- You got his license plate?
- Yes, no, it was gone.
But, I remember, I
think, because I wrote
it down last night
and it's Diazepam.
Well, the numbers are, anyway.
The last part of it,
but it's the same.
It's the chemical
numbers for Diazepam.
- Sure, I'll make the call.
- Are you a cop?
- No.
I pay a guy down at the
DMV to run things for me.
I don't trust the neighbors.
They're Al-Qaeda.
- They might be Al-Qaeda.
- So, you want my
grandson's phone number?
- Yes.
- If you don't mind.
- You got a pen?
- I do.
- Just ignore those, these
are my thoughts and feelings.
Just write it here in the back.
So, do you take Diazepam?
If you do, your license
plate, it's very clever.
If you don't, not so much.
- Has he been
acting strange lately?
- Strange?
- Saying odd things?
Maybe acting like he's lived
this type of day before?
- No, I don't think so.
So, how
did you meet him?
- I ran into him
at a restaurant.
- He's been to my house.
- She's my therapist.
- I don't mean to be
rude, but are you single?
- I'm sorry?
- Well, I've wanted him to
meet a nice girl for so long
and I just thought that--
I'm gonna write
down his address.
- Oh, thank you!
That's great.
- Hey, can I use your bathroom?
I've been so excited
all day, I haven't gone.
Starting to hurt.
- Yeah, okay.
Oh, you can't take
a phone in there.
Can't be too careful
with phones these days.
- You really should
mow your grass.
- Okay, so, who
are you guys again?
- So you're reliving the
same day over and over again?
- Yeah.
- And how do we come into this?
- You die, every day.
Yesterday was the
closest that I've gotten
to keeping you alive.
- I die.
- You're killed, actually.
- And you are trying to save me?
- Yes.
- Why?
- I think that's why
this is happening.
I think it's my purpose.
- But we're aware now.
- I guess so.
- How did that happen?
- I'm not sure.
Maybe we died together?
Or you died with me?
I don't know.
- So, you can die.
But you don't die?
- I've never died
before, until yesterday.
- You died and we came back?
- You said Papaw died,
but he wasn't aware.
- Right, but, he died
earlier in the day.
He wasn't with us.
Maybe that's why.
- Okay, you guys are crazies.
Is this a joke.
- We don't use that word.
I mean, even if it's
true, the connotations.
- Okay.
Who is this?
- I'm Earl!
And your hair is kind of long.
Is that a religious
thing or what?
- So when does the day reset?
- Midnight.
Usually.
- And if I'm still alive
at midnight, what happens?
- I don't know.
- Ten seconds.
- It is nice to have friends.
- Two, one.