Killjoys

Previously on Killjoys...

The Lady will use everything against us,

our greatest fears,

our worst moments...

Don't let me turn around, okay?

Johnny!

She must never enter our world.

Come on!

The Green is dead. We did it.

Aneela...

Happy wife, happy life.

Oh, sorry, man. Hey, watch it!

Darling? You forgot your lunch.

Memories aren't just where you've been.

They're who you are.

And if I own that, I own you.

And now that I'm out, I will own everyone.

A shower a day keeps the toxins away.

All workers must be decontaminated before and after shifts.

All right, second shift, good work!

Let's clean up and go home, you beautiful bastards.

And check those decon bracelets.

Remember, if your bracelet chimes, you know it's time.

Head to the nearest decon shower immediately.

Drink's up, sweetie.

Shut up. I have a talent for guessing drinks.

We don't get strangers here often, so don't ruin this for me.

Kevian bourbon, ice,

skrawl-shooter.

Beer in a glass.

Nope, I'm right. You just don't know it yet.

Prepare to have your mouth melted.

If you're looking for a room, they're all rented out to sexers.

Ah, just here on a job, actually.

Ah, our factory's always hiring.

We're kind of a one-industry town these days.

Got a warrant, actually.

You, uh, recognize this kid?

Nope.

Really? It kind of seemed like you did.

I don't serve kids.

I'm broke, but I'm not that broke.

Blue eyes and principles.

Maybe I can buy you dinner,

jog your memory and your principles.

I'll ask my husband, but...

I'm pretty sure he'll say I'm busy.

Ask me what?

Ah, good timing.

Could you help me restock for the dinner rush?

- Didn't we already do that? - Mmm-mmm.

Sip it slowly, or it'll go straight to your head.

Remember, you're never far from a decon shower.

Take a moment to locate the shower nearest you.

- What the shit, a Killjoy? - Shh!

Keep your voice down. He might hear you.

What does he want with Jaq?

I didn't get a good enough look at the warrant.

But we need to stay calm.

Yala. A Killjoy has a warrant for our son.

These guys don't come around just looking to say hello.

Why do you think I panicked and played dumb?

Let's just get on his good side, we'll pump him for info,

we'll find out everything that we can.

Right. Oh, shit.

- Did you do something bad? - Maybe.

Kind of.

A lot.

Okay, one more, one more.

So an army is holding the entire Quad hostage, right?

Mmm-hmm. - Which world surrenders first?

I give up.

That's what Leith said.

Good joke. High five?

Thanks.

Good evening, everybody.

I got a question for you and a lot of money...

Oh!

Did you give him the Bad Customer Sugar?

Two scoops.

Don't forget to decontaminate.

Take a moment to locate the nearest shower.

Hey!

What are you doing back there?

Mmm.

Want to buy some sex?

Ew!

Just keep it to The Royale, it's off-limits back there.

Yeah, yeah, cool, cool, cool. Yeah, I'll do that, sir.

I can do sex that would blow your tiny mind.

I would sex-destroy you.

Hello?

Is anybody home?

Do we even know if this is his ship?

Considering I got the lock code from his own PDD, yeah.

Feeling pretty confident.

Do you have any weapons?

No, I don't have any weapons. Do you?

Yep.

You stole a Killjoy's gun?

Well, he still owed us for his drink.

My wife, ladies and gentlemen,

putting the "ass" in "sass."

While you put the "dick" in "cocky."

What are we even looking for?

Any sign of why he wants Jaq.

Whatever it is, I don't get the feeling he'd hurt him.

Why, because of his dreamy eyes?

Oh, I heard you flirting with him.

Hey, I'm still allowed to get a little jealous.

- Are you? - Aren't I?

Can I vote?

Nice job dosing me. Too bad it didn't take.

How? That amount should knock out a horse.

Because only parts of me are like a horse?

Sorry.

Oh. Your dick is massive. Well, so is my gun.

My gun. Are you sure you know how to use that?

Johnny, what the hells?

Did you just try to shoot me?

I guess your gun's shitty just like you are.

That's 'cause the safety's on, genius.

- Thanks, butthole. - Stop!

And that's the charge release.

Okay.

Seriously, guys, this is gonna be like punching toddlers.

Can we just talk?

Yes. Please.

Okay.

Toxins can be anywhere.

Decon showers are always nearby.

Ow! Shit!

Come on, baby.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Yes! Oh! Ah! That's burned.

That's very... Ugh, it smells like ham.

Why didn't you tell me you knew who I was?

- Why didn't you say Jaq was your kid? - I don't trust men with badges.

I don't trust parents. They lie.

Hi, there, my turn.

- Why are you looking for our son? - Missing person.

He ran away from his boarding school on Qresh.

Ran away from his bloody kidnappers, you mean?

Good.

I hope he comes right home.

Okay, did I miss a step?

Qreshi Education Act.

Brightest kids on Westerley get sent to Qresh for better schools.

And class system indoctrination.

My wife refused to let him go,

even though Jaq tested off the charts, so they requisitioned him.

How do you requisition a kid?

Qreshis can take anything they want.

I still think that there is a better future for him on Qresh.

But if he wants to come home,

then home is where we want him,

obviously.

Okay, well, he should be home by now,

unless he got detoured somewhere.

I can't think of anywhere else that he would go.

You might know more than you think.

Retinal scan?

People forget stuff. Repress it, miss key details.

But if you have any memory of where your son might be,

this scanner will help you find it.

Okay.

Ask us anything.

One at a time. No cross-pollinating.

I guess someone's got to reopen the bar.

Be good.

Be fatter and less handsome.

So, how do we start?

John?

It's me, Lucy.

John?

What are these?

They're moving so fast, I can barely see them.

Well, not consciously.

Those are all the leads I have on Jaq so far.

Scanner will flag anything you associate with his absence.

So how long have you and your husband been fighting?

Do you have kids?

No.

I never thought I would.

They're messy and needy

and the most vile narcissists you've ever met.

I'm sure there's good stuff, too.

Yeah.

That is the good stuff.

And I miss it.

And Johnny's wrong about Qresh.

Jaq's my home.

And home is where he belongs.

I don't disagree.

Look, I'm not worried about finding Jaq, but when I do,

I'm going to have to take him back to Qresh,

fulfill the warrant.

Well, then you'll take us with you,

so I can bury my foot up some Qreshi ass until they send him back with me.

Seems only fair.