You can't fight them by yourself.
My People... We've Been Fighting Them For The Past Six Hundred Years.
You can't fight them by yourself.
My People... We've Been Fighting Them For The Past Six Hundred Years.
Speak English! I will cut your throat! Speak-
I got him.
Does this translate? Pendejo. [Shoots Elijah in the head]
I need to get to my wife. What are you looking for?
We Mexicans leave signs all over a city to help each other.
Adela is following them. If we want to find our wives, we should do the same thing.
Drop it! Move or I kill you. Hand 'em over. Down. Drop your weapon. There's nothing you can do. Drop 'em. You, too, amigo. Come on, now. You're surrounded. You will be shit. That a boy. It's all right, pretty thing. Come on, now. Do it. Nice and easy. Good.
You **** deaf, son? Good boy.
Look what we got here. A couple of bad hombres.
Well, I'll be. There's two of us and two of them. That right there is what's wrong with this country. What do you want to do about 'em, Daddy?
Why don't we give our fellow Americans here an opportunity to redeem themselves?
Yeah, I like the sound of that.
Let me explain. You kill the brownies, and the two of you can live and stay here in this great God-loving country. Help us purify this nation once and for all. That's what the Ever After Purge is all about.
**** you, redneck.
It's a girl.
It's a girl?
You wanna hold your daughter?
Can I?
Please.
You don't like me, do you, Dylan? You don't like Mexicans.
What are you talking about, Juan?
Come on. Be honest. Let's... how do you say this? Slice the shit.
Cut the shit?
Cut the shit. Yeah.
You wanna cut the shit with me?
I wanna cut the shit with you.
All right, I'll cut the shit with you, Juan. I got no problem with Mexicans. But I will say I don't understand your culture just like you don't understand mine. God's honest truth, I don't think white people are any better or worse than anybody else. But this I do believe: we should all just stick with our own. Just leave each other alone.
You might be right. But we are together now.
Holy shit. Okay, they're coming up on us. [Motorcylists start shooting at the truck] Holy shit. They're shooting at us. Shit. They're slowing us down.
Pull over! How many are there?
There are two on this side. You stay down.
Just keep driving.
Stop this truck! Now!
Stay down. Everyone stay down.
Stop this truck!
I'm just gonna run him over.
No, baby. No, baby, wait.
Wait. Wait. Don't. I got an idea.
What?!
Don't do it. There's too many of them.
Juan, get away from the window.
Stay away from the window.
Ever After, ****!
Pull that **** truck over!
Ever After!
She's one of us! Purge Ever After!
They're going away. [Sighs]
¿Estás bien?
Way to go, Harper.