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Retaliators, The (2022)

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When do the sins of a good man

make him bad?

I guess it all

comes down to choices.

They say justice

doesn't come easy...

in an unjust world.

Sometimes...

If you're lucky...

evil can be destroyed.

But sometimes...

Maybe it's better

to keep evil alive.

Sick and tired of the bottom

Need a better view

Got me looking round

my circle, is it b*llet proof

Sometimes I think

until I go insane

Can I even trust somebody

with the same last name?

When it's over,

it's over, it's over

It's over

I'm watching all

the moves you make

Can't turn back now,

it's too late

Checkmate,

there's no defending

This is the start

of the ending

Ever heard of a GPS?

This road to

the left is unlisted,

but it looks like if

we take it down a few miles,

it'll actually

take us back to the highway.

So you're taking me

to slaughter?

Nice.

I mean, what choice do I have?

If we turn back now,

we're going to lose a whole day.

When it's over,

it's over, it's over

It's over

I'm watching all

the moves you make

Can't turn back now,

it's too late

Checkmate,

there's no defending

This is the start

of the ending

Damn it.

Oh...

Erica?

Erica.

Erica?

We have to get out of here.

There's f*cking

zombies out there!

Those aren't zombies.

Ah!

The breach, the chasm...

Between you and nothingness.

I can feel you when I breathe.

I gasp, I choke.

I can still smell the rain,

the fiery exhaust.

You're lost.

I'm beaten. Broken.

And scarred, a lost limb.

It will never come back.

It will always feel attached...

I have... I have a memory.

It haunts me a little bit.

I was ten years old and...

My mom, she was still alive

at that time.

I think she was upstairs.

But when I came home

and opened the door,

a small red sparrow

flew through and...

But it just...

It just kept flying

into the window until it, um...

Until it just broke its neck.

You're not a sparrow, Sarah.

You can see the open door.

The only person

that you can heal is you.

Silent night, holy night

Wow. Would you look at that?

Courtney's going

tomorrow night, too.

Oh, Beth, can you imagine

what it's like to have a dad

who lets you actually do things?

Crazy thought.

Like, how could

you want to miss out

on my world

famous potato skins anyway?

- It's just one dinner.

- Oh, no, no, no, no.

It's not just one dinner, honey.

It's the traditional Bishop

family Christmas Eve dinner.

Can we got the stuffy now?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Go grab it, honey.

- Dad?

- Yes.

Do you realize that

I'm the only senior with no car,

no boyfriend,

and a 10:00 curfew?

Sounds like you got

one smart dad.

Ha ha ha ha.

Dad, it's not funny.

I'm serious.

Why can't I just go?

What happened to our deal, huh?

What deal?

That you weren't going

to get all grown up on me

without my permission.

Whatever, thank you.

Hey. Wow. That's so cool, honey.

Little guy's going to love that.

Let's pick out some cool

wrapping paper, too, huh?

Can't we just give it

to them like this?

A present is not a present

until it's wrapped.

You can't just take it.

It's over here.

That's our tree. You can't just

take our tree.

What's your problem, dude?

Hey. What's going on, honey?

I was just standing on my phone,

and that guy, he just dragged

the tree away from me

like it was his.

- Okay.

- Excuse me, sir.

You made a mistake.

That's our tree.

Hey, look,

I don't want any trouble.

Hey, is your name on the tag,

or does it say

I'm for sale for 50 bucks?

Hey, pal, look.

I'm not your pal.

19, 20.

Daddy's tougher than the Hulk!

Keep counting, you.

You mean the same tough guy

who's wanted a motorcycle

his entire life but wimps out

every time he goes to get one?

What you call being a wimp,

I call being practical.

Just like how we practically got

the Christmas tree we wanted.

You won't become a teenager,

right, Freckles?

Absolutely not.

- Hey, you.

- Hi.

So, uh...

Still upset about this morning?

Mmm... I mean, I just don't

understand, like,

why do you do all those

push ups and stuff

if you can't even

defend your daughters?

So you think I should

have just punched the guy out

in the middle of

the Christmas tree lot?

Oh, my God.

That is not what I just said.

I'm just saying, Dad.

You watch Die Hard,

what, every day?

What do you think, Bruce...

whatever his name is, would do?

'80s action heroes,

they solve problems

with violence and one liners.

You know, real life

doesn't work that way.

Got it. Noted.

I'm thinking I may actually

address it in my sermon tonight.

Dad, no.

Daddy, please.

No, you can not talk

about me in your sermon.

I forgot to tell you,

you can go to the party tonight.

Oh my God, really?

Thank you.

Thank you.

If you're home by 11:30.

Okay? Yeah, 11:30.

No problem.

All right? You're not back

by the time Santa shows up,

no presents for you.

Okay.

- 11:30.

- Yes.

I'll be here.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Whoa

The scars that I'm hiding,

scars that I'm hiding

So cold

Scars that I'm hiding,

scars that I'm hiding

Wow.

How about that, huh?

Don't be surprised if I show up

to next week's service

with blue hair, all right?

Before we wrap up this service,

I'd like to share

a personal story

that happened yesterday.

My girls and I, we were out

shopping for our tree.

Picking up a few presents.

Nothing like last minute, right?

I leave Sarah

in line to pay for the tree

while Rebecca and I go pick up

a few more gifts.

We look back

and we see a man

has claimed our tree as his.

I tried talking to him.

Hey, pal, look...

I'm not your pal.

Sarah's eyes say to me,

"Dad, aren't you

going to do something?"

So I did.

I did do something.

Merry Christmas.

I know, I know.

Not exactly a one liner

worthy of Rambo

or the Terminator.

Should I have knocked

him on his butt

in the middle

of the Christmas tree lot?

Luke 18, verse three.

Here is a parable about a woman

seeking vengeance

for a wrongdoer

who victimized her

and then escaped justice.

"Avenge me of mine adversary."

Day and night,

she begs this judge.

But Jesus tells us...

"When a sinner goes unpunished,

"he is only free from man's law."

"When man's law fails..."

"God's law prevails."

So I leave

you all with one last word

to any of us seeking

justice in a world

where it's lacking.

Trust not in the sword,

but in the grace of our Lord.

Anybody here?

Yo.

You here?

Hello?

Hello?

Yo, hey, man.

Yo. You in there?

Yo!

Don't touch my car.

f*ck. Trying to give me

a heart attack?

You want to f*cking go

right now, m*therf*cker?

Let's go.

I was just f*cking

with you, man.

I'm glad we're doing this.

But, hey, I get it.

You're a,

"You can f*ck my old lady,

"but stay the f*ck away

from my wheels" kind of guy.

I can dig it.

Sorry I'm late.

Break number seven.

You believe that?

Boom, ah!

The b*tch is I keep re-breaking

the f*ck over and over.

Yeah.

All right, well, let's do this.

Hey, man, if you had told me

that one day

our clubs would have been

doing business together,

I'd have never f*cking

believed it.

Look at this sh*t, man.

White as Snow White's

a*s cheeks.

Mmm.

Oh, hey,

you're Vic's brother, right?

Oh, yeah, man.

I've heard stories, man.

You are one crazy f*ck!

Whew!

You brought money, right?

Here you go, kid.

Hey, if I didn't have

a busted ham hock,

I'd be happy to reach

in there, chief.

You want to do me a favor and

hand me

the f*cking loot, sunshine?

Oh, I get it.

You just want a good

look at my a*s, huh?

All right, man.

Whatever turns your wheels.

Oh! Ah!

No! Ah!

Ah!

Oh!

Get off of me,

f*cking piece of sh*t!

Get off me!

And it really

is special, though.

When you guys come out,

you're the ones who add to it.

Oh, hey, hon.

Excuse me, guys. One minute.

Hi.

Well, thanks for not

bringing me up today.

Hey, you need to put gas

in the car, okay?

Fill it up all the way.

Hey. 11:30.

11:30.

Ah, f*ck!

f*cking b*tch!

f*ck.

Come on, come on, Dad.

Come on.

Oh, sorry.

- Hey.

- Dad.

Miss me already, huh?

No, Dad.

I stopped at the gas station

before the party, and, um.

And there was this guy there

and I had to pepper spray him.

- What? You had to...

- And he's following me now.

Someone's following you?

Yes, yes,

he's following me right now.

Dad, I'm really scared,

he's following me.

Come on.

I think he's going to hurt me.

Where are you?

Are you near the party?

Where are you?

I'm on Bridge Pardley road.

Please, I need you to help me.

- Sarah!

- Dad!

Get away from me!

Don't...

Ah!

Get off!

Help!

Help me!

Look at me. Look at me!

Look at me!

I'm not going to tell anyone!

Hey.

Hey! Hey!

Help! Please, please.

Please.

No!

Daddy! Help me!

Somebody help! No!

Help me!



My daughter called me

said she was here.

- What's your name?

- John Bishop.

Mr. Bishop? Mr. Bishop!

- No! No!

- Hold him.

No! No!

Ripped from life's embrace.

The space in my soul, stolen.

Spiritual death is nothing else

than alienation of the soul

from God.

Lead me not into temptation...

But deliver me from evil.

How's your brother in law doing?

His knees must be raw.

He's been upstairs praying next

to Sarah's bed all night.

The whole town is here for him.

And Rebecca.

Ma'am.

Johnny.

What?

Mr. Bishop.

Detective Sawyer.

You can call me Jed.

I'm sorry

about your loss, Pastor.

I won't bother you

with any more words of comfort.

Excuse me?

Well, I'm acquainted

with this sort of hurt,

you could say.

I know the futility.

I'd prefer to get down

to business,

if that's okay with you.

Let's have a seat.

The report I got here

says when you spoke

with your daughter,

she said she was being chased.

She say anything else?

Old's black muscle car.

That makes sense to you?

No. Tell me

you have a lead or something.

Mr. Bishop, I don't think this

was a case of road rage.

Sarah was found with her hands

zip-tied to the steering wheel.

I'm sorry.

Who would do this?

She was just a kid.

She was just a kid.

I promise you, I will find

who's responsible for this.

I'm going to look, too.

That's not a good idea,

Mr. Bishop.

It's probably best

if you go, Detective.

I'll be in touch.

Ma'am.

Up making her way

around the bar, Snowflake.

Remember, don't forget

tip our beautiful bartenders.

What's up?

Hey, job done and some.

Let me talk to Vic.

Hey, Vic, it's Ram.

You want to take this, trust me.

I got the crystal and the cash.

Now they know exactly

who's running this zip code.

Meet you at the bar tomorrow.

Noon.

Woo!

You should come over. I'll grab

a couple cases of beer.

James left

that bottle of tequila

from last weekend,

so we can definitely

have a party, dude,

just let me know.

Yeah, dude, ping pong's

going to be sweet.

It'll be f*cking awesome.

Can't wait.

Yeah, for sure, man.

Hey, hold on a sec.

Pump number?

I'm talking to all the gas

stations near downtown.

Two nights ago.

She was in a gray Mercedes

between eight and 9 p.m.

You remember her?

Look, man, let me call you back.

I don't f*cking know, man.

She looks cute, though.

Who looks cute?

Can I see you're surveillance

footage from two days ago?

- Easy there S.V.U.

- Hey, you got a warrant?

You got a warrant?

I'm going to need to see

those tapes.

Get the tapes.



What's the trouble, Officer?

Ah!

- Hey, Jimmy!

- What's up, boys?

Hey, man, you seen

Vic's brother?

Can't say I have, boss.

I f*cking told him, man.

Otto's going to be

f*cking pissed.

Unfucking believable.

He's just gone.

No one's seen him.

No. It's all gone dark.

You're telling me...

You can't find...

your own brother?

Look harder.

You seen my keys?

Johnny, you shouldn't

be driving right now.

I had them.

You had them, I think.

Johnny, this isn't you.

You're scaring me.

Just... Just let the police do

their job, okay? You need sleep.

What I need

is to find out

who did this to my daughter.

Daddy, are you okay?

Baby...

Baby, what are you doing up?

I had a nightmare.

Remember what we talked

about, honey.

When you're in nightmares,

you have to change

the channel, right?

I already tried.

Will you lay next to me?

When I get back.

Where are you going?

You don't need

to worry about that.

Another sun sets

down behind me

Another day comes

crashing in

There's a whispering wind

that's blowing

There's a storm

that's closing in

I can hear the trains,

they're rolling

To a place I've never been

And I can feel her

breath beside me

With an empty glass of gin

As the darkness settles in

I can hear her voice again

I can hear

your voice again

Waiting for someone

to save me

Blinded by the sun

You can take it away

And the darkness settles in

You can take it away

And the darkness settles in

Waiting for you.

Come on, pick it up.

Pick it up.

Hit it like you mean it.

You don't give in.

You don't give up.

Where's Vic?

He's still looking.

He should be sitting

where you are right now.

After a decade of bloodshed

with the Fallen Angels,

I arranged the first truce

in our club's history.

You want to know why?

To keep the noise down.

I asked you to handle

a very simple meet.

Sample the crystal.

Start a working relationship.

And Vic sends in his brother.

- Otto...

- Shh.

I just got off the phone

with their president.

He says one of their guys, Arlo,

magically disappeared.

They went to the meet

to look for him.

You know what they found?

His wheelchair, broken in half.

All his teeth in a pile.

You know, what else seems to

have just magically disappeared?

My money, my crystal, and

Vic's f*cking brother.

His f*cking brother.

Move your feet.

You ready to fix this?

The President just said that

they're putting trackers

in all the outgoing packages.

They're forming a posse,

calling in all the chapters

from upstate tonight.

They're on the way to pick up

the tracker from the cathouse.

I want you to intercept

and pick it up before they do.

They're always f*cked up

on their own sh*t,

so you won't

find much resistance.

How about the truce?

The truce got f*cked

the moment Vic sent his brother

to the meet.

We need to regain

control of the situation, boys.

That means

we need to get the money,

the crystal and Ram Kady

before they do.

No more playing nice.

w*r is back on.

Get out of here.

And boys?

Tell Vic...

I want him to personally

bring his brother to me...

alive.

Hey!

Where am I?

Where am I?

Hey!

Hello?

Where am I?

[distorted voice

Your name is now number 21.

Where am I?

When you want to speak,

say your name, then speak.

You're crazy.

Then say your name again.

f*ck you!

For example, you would say,

"Number 21, f*ck you,

number 21."

Turn on the f*cking lights

so I can rip your

f*cking throat out!

Say your name, then speak,

then say your name again.

Number 21...

turn on the f*cking lights.

Number 21.

There we go.

I'm gonna f*cking k*ll you.

You going to be okay

at Aunt Jody's?

I've got a present for you.

I...

I meant to give it to you...

Christmas.

It's beautiful.

I can't accept this.

Why not, honey?

A present's not a

present until it's wrapped.

That's right.

Well, then I promise you,

I will have it wrapped

by the time you get back, okay?

Thank you. Okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

Wait!

Just needed one more squeeze.

Hmm. Me too, honey.

Me too.

Go.

Come on, go.

What's up, bro?

The f*ck?

If the lions want w*r

We gonna fight 'em

till the battle ends

The Tigers come running

we gonna fight 'em

Till the bloody end

- When the elephants come...

- f*ck!

They gonna bow

to my brethren

Lock 'em in a cage

Open your mouth.

f*ck you.

You got something we want.

Where the f*ck

is Otto's tracker?

Open your f*cking mouth.

I'm not scared of you,

m*therf*cker.

I don't know what

you're f*cking talk about.

I don't know sh*t.

Got it.

We all been lost

we all been called

Everyone rise

to a brethren code

We got your back,

we all been low

Let's all rise to

the brethren code

m*therf*cker.

Yeah, atta girl.

Scotch?

Not a big drinker.

Sure can't imagine

a more appropriate day

for a drink, John.

I'm going to tell you

about an opportunity

I was once given.

And I'm going to offer you

that same opportunity.

Then I said to her,

I said, ma'am,

do I sound like a

13-year-old girl to you?

I did not buy a makeup case.

And she says, "Well, sir,

apparently you did."

I say, "miss you've got no idea

what's going on over here."

Okay. I live with my wife,

my two daughters.

Okay? My MasterCard goes missing

in the middle of the night.

You know,

I can guaran-f*cking-tee you,

I did not buy a makeup case.

Unbelievable.

So that's what I have

to look forward to.

Running the police

department is easy.

Keeping your house

in order is a son of a b*tch.

Pee break.

So, Jed, I got some news.

What's up, Cap?

Quinn Brady was granted early

release today.

Six f*cking years.

Unbelievable.

It's the law.

Who's Quinn Brady, cap?

Piece of human trash r*pist.

f*cking animal kidnap

random victims

right off the street

in broad daylight.

I screamed Johnny!

Johnny, help me!

He drugged them,

caged them, and

numbered them like animals

and tortured them.

Barbaric sh*t.

Boom.



Jed's first case as a detective,

got the conviction.

Brady got 15 to 20.

Then the new no ba*ls Governor

implements his dog sh*t

early release program.

Let's go, I'm tired.

Whoa, whoa. Whoa,

whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait.

You're not getting out

of here without a toast.

Come on.

And by the way, your man here,

he says I'm not allowed

to ogle at you anymore.

Well, now that

I am officially fat,

I'm going to need

all the ogling I can get.

See that, I can still ogle.

Everybody, come on.

To the best detective I have.

Happy birthday, Jed.

To Jed.

Good morning, baby.

Good morning.

And happy birthday.

Thank you.

So have you thought

of a name yet?

- No.

- Good.

Because I have.

Elizabeth.

We could call her Lizzie

for short.

It's cute.

Kind of sounds like an

iguana to me.

I knew you were going

to make fun of it.

I'm kidding.

I'm kidding.

- You hate it.

- I don't hate it.

I love you.

- I love you.

- Bye.

Full moon on

a Saturday night

Throwing down

whiskey till light

I swear I ain't

- Hi.

- Hi.

Are you looking for, Jed?

No. I'm looking for you.



Babe.

April?

Babe?

Hello?



Was he caught?

Eventually.

And put away for life.

Thank God.

God didn't have anything

to do with it.

Lost both my girls

that same day.

God wouldn't do that.

How'd you get through it?

I got healed.

How?

I've got the guy, John.

I tracked down surveillance tape

at a gas station.

How would you like one minute...

One minute alone.

At the police station?

Can't do it there.

You need to be sure.

Can't turn back

after crossing this line.



I'll take your jacket.

I'm good, thanks.

It's pretty warm

where we're going.



Atomic age leftovers.

Inherited all this

when my daddy passed.

Came with the cabin.



John, I want to introduce you

to the man

who m*rder*d your daughter.

How do you know it's him?

He was already on my radar.

Drug deal went bad with a

scumbag named Arlo Garcia.

What did any of this

have to do with Sarah?

Wrong place, wrong time.

Found the car.

Arlo's body was in the trunk.

Matched the zip ties.

I got a detailed confession.

You f*cking psycho.

Didn't I?

Ten years ago,

I made alone time with

Quinn Brady.

The cretin who slaughtered

my April and unborn Elizabeth.

It healed me.

It's time for you to heal, John.



Just wait til

something calls your name.

There you go, John.

Count the moments.

All of the moments

he stole from your Sarah.

Tiny moments...

that add up...

to an entire unlived future.

Gone forever.

Every single thing Sarah

will never get to experience.

All because of him.

You don't know who

you're f*cking with.

Stay strong, John.



No!

No! No!

Do it, Jon.

Do it.

Make him pay.

Make him pay!

Do it, John!

Do it!

I can't k*ll him.

Who said anything

about k*lling him?

I'm giving you

exactly what you asked for.

Alone time

with the man who k*lled Sarah.

I built this room

for people like us.

No cameras, no witnesses,

no consequences.

My only rule is

you can't k*ll him.

I can't do it, Jed.

That's not good, John.

Only complicit men take

secrets to the grave.

And I can't risk losing

everything I've built here.

John.

No turning back, John.

Please, don't, please!

Please!

Dad...

John.

John.

This one's a troublemaker.

r*ped an 83 year

old grandmother.

Three days.

Should I do it, John?

- Should I do it, John?

- No.

Should I do it?

John. Should I do it?

- No.

- No?

Yeah. There you go.

Please, more.

More.

Want a little more?

Yeah.

Week in the t*rture box puts all

the horses back in line.

I'm disappointed in you, John.

Out of anyone, I thought

you'd appreciate my masterpiece.

Welcome to my church, John.

Child molesters.

Rapists.

Kidnappers.

Cold blooded murderers.

Psychopaths.

This one sold her

three year old boy

to a pedophile for $400.

Ah!

$400, didn't you, 15?

I gave the loved ones of

their victims time alone

with these creatures,

time to get revenge and heal.

It was a beautiful

sight to behold.

Look at them, John.

They've devolved into

mindless beasts.

Subhuman.

Mmm.

There he is, the man

formerly known as Quinn Brady.

Number one, speak,

Speak, Number one,

tell your name.

Number one.

Yeah.

Drano wreaks havoc on

the vocal cords.



Stay on your knees, 21.

Huddle back over here.

21, get up.

Get up.

Get in there.

Just in case there's

no actual hell,

I want every moment of their

existence to be hell on earth.

Watch him, suffer, John.

They're about to

do things to him.

Wait until you see what happens

when they get their hands

on fresh meat.

Get him! Get him!

Yeah!

Look at him, John.

Stop it!

Who the hell are you guys?

Where the f*ck is my brother?

Ow!

Get the f*ck off me!

So this is usually where

I'd ask you a question.

But see, I don't like questions.

I like answers!

Where's my brother?

Where's Ram?

Oh, what the f*ck?

What kind of backwoods

bullshit is this?

Oh, sh*t!

Ah!



Ah!

He's mine.

Quinn Brady.

Ah!

Oh...



A present's not a present

until it's wrapped.

Better back down,

you're in my domain

Got the whole crowd

screaming out our name

It's a blowout,

it's a hurricane

It's over

Before you know it

Why you shaking?

We're a dynasty

f*ck yeah.

In the making,

we're the royalty

Now we're breaking

down the enemy

Move over

For the soldiers

We're gonna stand on top

with our hands in the sky

Gonna raise our cup

to the stadium lights

For the glory,

for the glory

For the glory,

for the glory

Ah!

No!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!



We have to get out of here.

There's f*cking

zombies out there!

Those aren't zombies.

Ah!



Radio Announcer:

Merry Christmas, everybody!

Yee-ha!

Jingle my bells

It's Christmas in the USA

Looking good.

It's nothing special,

just eggs and bacon.

I wasn't talking about the grub.

It won't be long we're

waking up on Christmas day

Come on, pussycat.

Let me hear you purr.

Ed?

Ed!

What?

Don't forget to

take the ornaments off.

Yes, dear.

Excuse me?

Excuse me!

Hello?

Hello!

Oh!

I'm going to need the keys

to your truck.

Oh, no!

Just go away!

Oh! No!

Ed!

- Hey!

- Don't!

Ed!

You.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

You couldn't

k*ll me when I was tied up.

You think

you can hurt me now, huh?

You want to know

what her last words were?

Shh.

She said, where's my daddy?

Come on. Come on.

She fought harder than you do.

Ah!

Merry f*cking Christmas.

A journey through hell...

has led me to peace.

Every moment...

that we've shared together...

is worth the pain

that every memory brings.

Sometimes when there's

no more tears to fall...

and I feel alone...

Somehow you remind me...

that I'm not.

Thank you for sharing, Pastor.

Before we wrap it

up today, guys,

in close, I want to share

something with you.

Later today, I'll be taking

my baby girl Rebecca

to the batting cages

to practice her swing.

Tomorrow she has her

first softball game ever.

Would it be wrong

for me to ask you guys

to maybe say a little

prayer that her team wins?

No, but seriously.

I'd like

to share a verse with you all.

Especially you, Rebecca.

From the book of Ephesians:

"Therefore put on the

full armor of God,

"So when the day of evil comes"

"you will be able

to defend yourself."

"And when the battle is over,"

"you will be standing firm."

Amen.

My lunch hours cut in half,

so we got to get in and out.

How well you do depends on you.

Has nothing to do with me.

Let's get in here.

Oh, hey, sweetie.

What do you say you practice

that swing outside the cage?

- Okay.

- What are you doing?

Well, cages are for hitting.

First come, first serve. So...

- We were here first.

- Who's we? All I see is you.

Come on, step out.

My dad will be right back.

Where is he right now?

That's my point.

So go on, step out.

Come on.

But if I were you,

I would definitely

hang by watch how

a real slugger does it.

This is what it takes

right here.

All right,

show me your game face.

You got it.

All right, come on.

You have one job.

You know what it is? Focus.

Hey, what's going on?

He made me get out of the cage.

Little on the outside, my bad.

But this one's going

to be perfect.

Okay.

Good job.

- Hey, bud.

- Yeah.

My daughter was in here.

Okay, she was in here,

and now she's not.

Look, my little guy is doing

travel league this summer.

- All right?

- Yeah.

We got to get our licks

in when we can.

It's my lunch hour.

I got stuff to do.

- I just paid for 30 minutes.

- And that's all good.

But, you know, don't...

Don't kick my daughter out, huh?

What?

I said it's all good,

but don't kick my daughter out.

Who do you think

you're talking to?

Hmm?

Get out of the cage now.

You know, I got a better idea.

Why don't you tell your little

daughter pick up the ba*ls?

You know that, Jacob.

Little chickadee

doesn't have any ba*ls.

Honey.

Daddy's sorry about this. Okay?

Retaliators

Retaliators

I'm throwing away all

the blessings it gave her

21 b*ll*ts but it's not

going to save her

21 b*ll*ts,

21 g*ns

21 daughters

21 sons

21 b*ll*ts,

21 g*ns

21 daughters

21 sons

A fang for a fang

A knot on a rope

The sound of the dead is

What gives me hope

But the blood on my tongue

And the sweat on my neck

You can't outrun

What comes for you next

And now that you're gone

I stepped off the rail

I pray for revenge

but I'm afraid I will fail

Because we live in a world

Where even the angels are

Retaliators

Retaliators

There's blood on my hands

I see the holy father

Taste of revenge it's

as sweet as holy water

Retaliators

Retaliators

I'm throwing away all

the blessings it gave her

21 b*ll*ts but it's

not going to save her

21 b*ll*ts,

21 g*ns

21 daughters

21 sons

21 b*ll*ts,

21 g*ns

21 daughters

21 sons

21 b*ll*ts,

21 g*ns

21 daughters

21 sons

21 b*ll*ts,

21 g*ns

21 daughters

21 sons

Retaliators

Retaliators

There's blood on my hands

I see the holy father

Taste of revenge

it's as sweet as holy water

Retaliators

Retaliators

I'm throwing away all

the blessings it gave her

21 b*ll*ts but it's

not going to save her

Retaliators

Retaliators

There's blood on my hands

I see the holy father

Taste of revenge

it's as sweet as holy water

Retaliators

Retaliators

I'm throwing away all

the blessings it gave her

21 b*ll*ts but it's

not going to save her

21 b*ll*ts,

21 g*ns

21 daughters

21 sons

21 b*ll*ts,

21 g*ns

21 daughters

21 sons