(grunts)
(whispers) James
James
Charlie?! Charlie ! Zoey?!
Dad!
Thank you for your sacrifice.
You got a lot of heart, Mr Sandin.
Blessed be America...
...A nation reborn
*cocks gun*
*gunshots*
I'm so sorry..
I'm sorry...
*sobs*
*watch mirrors heartbeat and slows down*
*heartbeat stops*
*sobs*
*cries*
*footsteps*
Thank you
We saw that you were having some trouble We decided to help you.
*kisses*
You saved us I don't know what to say
*kisses*
*laughs*
Don't thank us too much Mary...
The truth is, you're ours, not theirs.
What do you- What do you mean "ours"?
What do you mean- What do you mean ''ours''?!?
Dad?
No, no, no!!
DAD!!
Wait!!
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
DAD!!
Wait, wait!!
*cocks gun*
Wait...
James is dead...
Mary and the kids will have to do.
Let's... tie them up. We'll kill them right here.
No, no, no.
What do you mean?
Wait!!
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
No, no, no!! NO!
No, NO, NO!!
*screams*
NO! NO! NO!
MOM!! MOM!!
STOP!!
Terry get the tape!
*screaming*
DON'T TOUCH MY F*CKING KIDS!!
Don't you touch my f*cking kids!!
LET THEM GO RIGHT NOW!!
YOU LET MY F*CKING KIDS GO!!
SHUT UP MARY! Shut up!!
RIGHT NOW!!
Mary... SHUT UP!!
Shhhhh...
I swear to God, I will shoot him right now.
You hear me?
Why are you doing this? Why are you doing this?
Why are you doing this right now?
When you barricades came down, we saw an opportunity
to cleanse ourselves of our hatred.
You made so much money off of us
and then you just stuck it in our faces!
You all think you're so damn perfect.
Just- I just need you to listen to me, Grace...
I'm really begging you right now Do not do this to my children.
Please, they're my children. Please.
Please, not my children!
I can't- I can't let you do this.
You have to, Mary.
That's what this night is all about.
I'm begging you!
I'm really begging you!
I can't let you do this!!
We'll be better people...
And you'll have sacrificed yourselves to make the world a better place.
Mom!
MOM!!
You're frightening them.
Please, no...
Please let me hold my children.
Mary, no, no. It's over.
Untie them. (Grace) It's over.
Just untie my hands. Hmm?
Please?
It's time for you to quiet down, Mary.
And let us do our duty as Americans.
Mom...Mom??
Sweetie, look at me...
Just look at me.
Blessed be the New Founding Fathers...
...for letting us Purge and cleanse our souls.
Blessed be America, a nation reborn.
I'll go first and then...we'll take turns.
*robot playing music*
Timmy?
*gunshots*
Don't move.
Drop your weapons, right now.
Untie them, let's go.
Right now.
Your call...
Just get it over with.
Kill us quickly
Oh for God's sake, just do it! Come on!
Mom, they were going to kill us.
Doesn't matter.
We are gonna play the rest of this night out in motherf*cking peace.
Does anyone have a problem with that?
*awkward silence*
Did you enjoy Grace's Purge party...
...Mr Alverson?
Go f*ck yourself.
Sorry? I can't hear you.
It was very nice.
Okay.
I'm glad you all had a grand time.
DIDN'T YOU HEAR WHAT I SAID?!!
No more killing tonight!!
Is that hard to understand?
*grunts*
*spits*
*alarms blaring off*
Oh...
Now get the hell out of my house.
Wait...
Are you going to be okay?
Thank you.
Good luck.