3 AM

- Ready? - Okay.

Dad.

- -

One batch...

two batch.

Penny and dime.

- -

Here he comes!

- Welcome home. - The one that got away!

Screw you, Punisher, piece of shit!

You're safe back in Mexico.

Punisher comes to Juarez, we'll kill his ass.

The last survivor of the cartel deserves a reward.

- -

Flight 1513 to Dublin, Ireland, boarding at Gate 31.

Again, that's Flight 1513 to Dublin at Gate 31.

Hey, it's Mickey. Yeah, anyone else make it?

Oh, shit, I'm the only one left?

No, I'm good. I'm good. Yeah, about to board.

Tell Dublin to get ready for a big party. I'm on my way.

-Please don't-- -

You won. You... you killed everyone.

The bikers, the cartels, the Kitchen Irish... they're all gone.

-Yeah. Yeah, almost. -I get it.

An eye for an eye and all that.

-I got a family of my own. -I don't.

For God's sake, man, killing me is not gonna bring yours back.

-What does it change if I'm dead? -Nothing.

- -

-Oh, God. -

-Jeez. -

- Can you believe that? - Get a room, you dirty bastards!

Flight 1513 to Dublin, Ireland, is now boarding.

Yo!

-Are you the new guy? -Yeah. Uh, Donny Chavez.

All right, let's see how you do. Come on.

That's the gimp.

Don't worry about him. He ain't all there.

- That's the shit. - Yeah, yeah.

Yo! Castiglione!

Hey, dumbass... lunch time.

-Retard loves that hammer. -Yeah.

- -

- -

The rice is ready!

-Hey, sleepyhead. -

- -

- - This goddamn guy.

He's crazy, Lance. What are you gonna do?

Hey, what's the story with you, man?

Here early, here late.

You know if they don't ask you to work extra, they don't pay you for it, right?

- Right? -But you knew that, right?

You got a tongue in your head?

I don't know what your deal is, man.

I'm guessing, uh, "elevator don't go up to the penthouse" type thing.

- -Hey, whatever, right?

But this shit you do, that's hurting us.

Because of you, we're getting less overtime.

Kick his ass, Lance. Maybe he'd understand that.

Wise up, window licker.

-All right. All right. -

- Shit, there go the PB and Js. -There he is.

You don't want me for an enemy, man.

- You gotta be kiddin'! - All this talk.

-Why don't we make it interesting? - Yo!

I would whup your butt.

-Put money on it. -All right.

-Fifty. Hundred. -Oh, big talk. Big talk.

-Where you going? -I'm gonna whup your ass.

Easy money.

- We'll see. -Can I come?

-No room. -

This is high, man. Shit.

I'm Donny.

You can see forever up here, huh?

-This why you come up here? -Hmm.

I come up here because no one else does.

Yeah.

Pete, right?

Well, Pete, my grandma makes the best sandwich in the five boroughs.

And you ain't gonna know that unless you try one.

Come on, man. A man's gotta eat.

Especially the way you're throwing that hammer.

Like Cool Hand Luke or something.

One-man chain gang. You like that movie?

I take one of those sandwiches, you stop talking?

No promises.

Appreciate it.

You know...

everyone thinks you're a retard.

But I knew you wasn't.

Lance shouldn't have done that, man.

Everyone's just worried about making money, that's all.

Shit, I could use the overtime myself.

I ain't worked in a while and I gotta pay for my grandma's meds.

Those are some serious scars, man.

-That one a bullet hole? -Yeah.

Shit.

You some sort of secret badass, Pete?

-Marine Corps. -Yeah?

Yeah.

My pa was in the corps.

Yeah. In the 1/2 down in North Carolina.

He was like a superhero to me or something.

Except they don't die, right?

I'm sorry to hear that.

My pa, he served three tours.

Iraq twice, Afghanistan.

Then him and my ma were coming back from a movie one night...

and got clipped by some kid who had just passed his driving test.

I woke up the next morning, they were just gone.

You got family?

I was 12.

I had to come up here, live with my grandma.

She's the only person I got left.

Dad, look.

It's hard...

...took the fall for some guys I hung out with...

but I never gave 'em up.

Semper Fi, right?

Look, Donny. Thanks for the sandwich. You know, I... appreciate that.

But I'm not looking for a pal, yeah?

Whatever it is you're looking for... I'm not it.

Yeah... okay.

There's a story I heard.

There's a soldier in a hole and he can't get out,

so he yells for help.

An NCO comes by and says, "Suck it up, son. Dig deep."

And gives the soldier a shovel.

The soldier does as he's told and digs that hole deeper.

Then an officer comes by,

says, "Hell, son, use the tools your NCO gave you."

And throws him a bucket.

So the trooper in the hole uses the shovel to fill that bucket,

and the hole was deeper still, right?

Next up, psychiatrist comes by and offers him drugs, tells him,

"This is gonna help you forget about the hole."

And they do.

But then the pills run out.

Then a soldier comes up, a guy just like him,

covered in mud and dirt, and he hears the yells for help.

And that filthy soldier jumps down in the hole, too.

And the kid, he freaks out.

"What are you doing? Now we're both stuck in a hole."

And the filthy soldier just smiles...

and says, "Calm down, buddy. I've been here before.

I know how to get out."

Got a couple of new faces in here today.

Welcome.

If you wanna talk, talk.

If you just wanna listen, that's all good, too.

No judgment here, just brothers and sisters who understand.

Only thing you've got to understand is the world isn't changing.

The real persecuted minority in this country today...

-is the Christian American patriot. -Oh, here we go with the same bullshit.

You're blind, asshole. Don't rag on me because I can see.

Kiss my ass, cracker.

Isaac, let O'Connor finish his piece, the same way you do

when we get a blow-by-blow account of your week's titty bar action.

- -Blow-by-blow is right.

We've got to do something about the liberal, do-gooding assholes

who are running this country into the ground.

The ones who want to take our rights and our guns.

Anyone else got a take?

I just know that I fought for this country and that it's got no place for me.

I don't know what the rules are anymore, you know?

They're scared, man. Because they aren't stupid.

They spent 15 years training an army and then abandoned it on the streets.

A time is gonna come when we have to defend ourselves

and... and put things back to how they were.

You love this country, you better be ready,

'cause the next war's gonna be here.

Blood will flow in the streets.

Sic semper tyrannis.

"Thus always to tyrants"?