Itch!

Stop stop, stop.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

No!

Stop!

Stop.

Ten. Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Stop! Stop!

Ah!

Ah!

I see you.

Hey, dad.

Jay

Water the plants.

They're all gonna die, right?

It's early.

Everything good?

Olivia, sweetheart.

Come.

Go wait inside.

I'll be there. Okay

Your mother's sick.

Is it bad?

She'll be fine.

- I'll open the store today, alright?

You look after mom.

Let's finish up love. Come on, we gotta go.

I can't.

You could just talk to me, Olivia.

Please.

It's okay.

It's okay, come on, finish up.

Let's go.

Come on, you're late.

Kid still bothering you?

I could talk to your teacher.

Okay,

but you got to stand up for yourself then, Olivia.

What's on your mind, friend?

Refugees, Bert.

This crazy scabies outbreak.

God knows what else they brought over.

Refugees built this country, pal.

Next caller.

Social media is the culprit.

How's that, Fred?

Ice challenge.

Fire challenge.

And now scratch challenge?

What the hell is the itch, anyway?

People mutilating themselves for attention.

It's sick.

What's next, a suicide challenge?

New Yorkers protest

as violent attacks by the homeless

and refugee populations continue to rise.

- Hey, man, come on, you got to find another spot.

You need anything you come to me in the store.

But you find another spot.

Hey, Lisa.

You're back?

Shit. I mean.

Jay.

Miguel.

I'm just here for my money.

What?

You owe me a month's pay.

What are you talking about?

I got nothing, nothing

You high or something?

No.

Look, you will not be doing this to me if I on the books.

I'm going back to Mexico.

I need my money.

- I don't know what you're talking about, man.

I'm a God-fearing man.

And you're forcing my hand.

Threatening me?

Your dad fired him.

Why?

Fuck!

Toss it down.

You people are robbing us.

You people?

It's so hot in here. It's making me itch.

What? She's acting crazy.

- Yeah, but you can't argue with the customers.

- Don't boss me around. You're not your dad.

I'm not trying to be.

Yeah, whatever.

Can I use your restroom?

Something bit me.

What are you doing?

I think something's biting me!

Hey, lady, stop!

You're hurting yourself, stop!

I feel like I'm on fire!

- Stop, stop! What are you doing?

Stop! You're hurting yourself!

Stop!

Call the cops! Call the cops!

Yeah, she thought something was biting her.

Said the itch was unbearable.

Itch?

Itch, yeah.

I got another one.

Female. mid-thirties, taken to Jamaica Hospital.

Symptoms of itch with violent scratching.

What's up?

- At first we thought it was prank calls,

some kind of social media stunt, you know?

But this itch thing is real.

Something's going around.

Like what?

- Well, they never tell us the whole story.

Look, I gotta follow up on this.

Just be careful.

Stay away from weirdos.

Let's go.

It's New York, man.

Fucking weirdos everywhere.

Hey, dad.

Lisa told me what happened.

Was it, a junky?

- Well, maybe, uh, she looked sick, Dad.

Hey, everybody's got

something wrong with them these days.

Dad,

You fired Miguel?

He was stealing.

You're sure?

Those Bible-thumpers.

They always sneak up on you.

- He said something about owing him pay.

He's lucky I didn't press charges.

- You know, mom doesn't sound good.

The cops, they said something's going around.

You should call the doctor.

What the hell do they know?

It's probably just a bug.

It'll pass.

- You have to protect our daughter.

Raise her right.

Don't let her forget about me.

I can't do it alone.

Hello?

Is this the parent of Olivia Kang?

Is she okay?

Yes, but you need to pick her up.

Why?

She bit another child, sir.

Why would she do that?

We don't know, she won't speak.

I'll be there.

Olivia bit some kid.

Maybe they deserved it.

I gotta get her.

- Go, it's not busy, I'll be fine.

Thanks.

You can't just bite people.

Olivia, I cannot help you if you don't talk to me.

You hum, but you don't talk.

Don't.

Don't.