Blood Drive

Previously on "Blood drive"...

Than the uptight little Hamlet of Meadeville?

So what, this is some sort of sex plague?

Arthur... come on.

What the hell'd you do to me?

Christopher, wherever you're keeping him,

he's a good cop too.

I knew you wouldn't abandon me, buddy.

You got your boy on the inside.

Listen. I want tits murdering dicks!

Guys, "Blood drive's" getting picked up.

We got future episode outlines.

We got air dates. Everything's here.

Yes, I will take it down to the hall of secrets.

Karma was transferred from Kane Hill

to the Claireview rehabilitation center for women.

I've rerouted the next leg to take you right past it,

but if you're the last one across that finish line,

rules still apply.

We only have one shot at this.

We gotta race balls out, build up an early lead

so we have enough time. Great.

So we find Claireview and bust Karma out of there

and haul ass across the finish line

before our heads explode.

- Pretty solid exposition. - Oh, eat me, Barbie.

So, um...

About last night.

I mean, with us.

I was under the influence.

So I just don't want things to get, you know,

weird out there on the road.

- No, no, no weirdness. - Okay.

We're, you know, got it on lock.

I'm... I'm dialed in.

So relax, Barbie. You're off the hook.

But only because I'm in a kick-ass mood today.

I'm gonna see my baby sister.

I just think we make a good team,

and I don't wanna mess that up.

You really think we make a good team?

Yeah, I think we complement each other.

Sort of the way a left-brain, right-brain work together.

You know, you're tough and street-smart,

and sort of, uh...

A murderer.

Good morning, Blood drivers.

Forgive my absence.

Last night's excitement left me

in a sticky situation.

Pretty sure that some of you out there

might just be able to relate,

but this morning we begin

with the most frightening words

in all of Blood drive:

There's been a change of plan.

For the first time

in Blood drive history,

we're racing directly

through the savage land.

Drivers, start your engines.

What do... what are you...

you make it too easy.

Lighten up, Barbie.

We've just got grenades in our heads,

driving blood-drinking cars through the wasteland

in order to find Karma.

Piece of cake.

To keep that right foot down and your eyes on the prize,

we rigged your car to shut down for ten minutes

if you touch the brakes even for a moment.

That's right, ladies and gentlemen,

Blood drive has gone brakeless.

See you at the finish line.

A little fast.

Little fast.

Watch it. Watch it.

If we don't build a gap, we're dead.

Pedal boys.

Making great time, hon.

You know what's wonderful about this moment?

- Potentially winning? - No, no.

That we're doing it together.

Oh, that too.

It's like we turned back the clock.

Yep.

Before you started killing on your own.

In the bathroom with the handle of a hairbrush.

Water running like I can't hear

what's going on in there. Oh, god.

We're gonna be a real homicidal couple again.

This is just super.

When I started doing it without you?

Right.

Are you kidding me?

Are you kidding me?

Are you kidding me?

Are you ever at fault?

- There we go. - Why do you drive me away?

Ro's coming for ya!

Also means you're dead!

There you are, partner.

Not trying to be a fuddy-duddy...

Just hold on. I'm coming your way.

'Cause I'm the man with the plan.

You're awake much earlier than usual.

Who are you talking to?

Nobody, baby.

I got some work stuff to take care of

before my shift starts.

It's like we never get a break, you know?

I do not.

Security guards appear to do very little.

Wow. Okay.

Agree to dis'.

Your behavior is strange.

You have more swagger.

Your body language is that of an Alpha primate.

Last night, a lot of things changed between us, baby.

You're referring to our intercourse?

Totally.

Oh, hey, might be home late tonight.

Might grab a drink after work so don't wait up.

Unacceptable.

Hey, hey, hey.

Relax.

We took things to a new level. You know what I'm saying?

Emotional levels. Feelings.

We're, like, vulnerable to each other's needs now.

So there'll be times when you're gonna lean on me

and then other times...

When I'm not gonna come home and do what the fuck I want.

Yes, dear.

- Really? - Correct.

I have no reason not to trust you.

Really?

Okay.

So I'll be back later.

I look forward to it.

Have a lovely day.

I think we got this.

If we keep this pace we should be fine.

Is that...?

Barbarian horde?

Yep, that's a barbarian horde.

Did they... holy shit!

Okay.

Stay calm! Stay calm!

Don't brake! Don't brake!

Find me, you bitch.

Aah.

That was way too close.

On the bright side, we're in first place now.

What's wrong with looking on the bright side?

Whoa! Shit!

I can't see. I can't see!

- We got this. - How exactly do we got this?

I'm a great backseat driver.

Just ask Christopher. Uh...

Right, right, right, right.

I don't know how long I can keep this up.

Okay, just keep it straight.

What're they doing? Where are they going?

Oh, shit, slow down. You gotta slow down.

More. Stop the car.

- We can't. - You gotta brake.

- We can't! - The road's blocked ahead!

Stop... you gotta hit the brake! We can't!

Arthur, no!

- You're welcome. - Engine disabled.

Ten minutes.

We just got Wile E. Coyote'd.

End of the line. Let's go, Barbie.

Beep, beep.

I got this.

How are you? Name is Arthur Bailey.

Great to me... aah!

Oh.

What the hell?

You!

You were on stage the night Arthur disappeared.

I'm sorry but if you'd like a signed photo

you'll have to send a self-addressed stamped envelope

to 5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5...

- Where is he? - Safe...

In my capable hands.

Where's Arthur?

Is that who you're really looking for

down here, Christopher? Hmm?

I thought you'd joined heart enterprises

for the robot pussy.

How'd you know about that?

How's that investigation going, constable?

Hmm?

Shut up. What Aki and I share

is none of your business.

Aha.

I suspect trust isn't what you're sharing.

You know, she's watching us right now

through that new eye of yours.