THE Episode 101 “UNTITLED"” Written by James DeMonaco 01/22/2018

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 1. TEASER TIGHT ON AN AMERICAN FLAG - undulating in the breeze. PULL BACK AND CRANE DOWN OFF THIS FLAG, revealing: EXT. U.S. MARINE BASE - DAY This Marine base bustles with activity under a blue dome of sun-filled sky, as TROOPS perform MORNING ROUTINES con the pristine, well-manicured base, i.e. jogging in formation; training exercises; and ground maintenance. WE FIND: A CLASS of 9 YEAR OLD, FOURTH-GRADE STUDENTS walking in faux- formation, on a school trip, crossing the base, under the GUIDANCE of their 24 YEAR-OLD TEACHER ~ the attractive MS. CLEMONS - and the man of the hour: PRIVATE FIRST CLASS MIGUEL GUERRERO. MIGUEL (22) loocks dapper in his pressed dress blues as he gives the CHILDREN a tour of the base. MIGUEL's clean-cut handsome, in tip-top Marine shape, with a disarming smile, and charm to spare. But there’s something else - something deep in his eyes that betrays a tough past. Right now, MIGUEL’s teaching the kids to MARCH. They're having a great time - as MIGUEL SINGS a MARINE MARCHING SONG which the kids repeat like little soldiers: MIGUEL I don't know but I’'ve been told - CHILDREN I don’t know but I’ve been told - MIGUEL That Army food is made of poo - CHILDREN (hysterical laughing) That Army food is made of - The children can‘t even finish the sentence - they are laughing so hard. MIGUEL looks at teacher MS. CLEMONS. MIGUEL Sorry. I'm like a 9 year old. I still like potty humor. MS. CLEMONS throws him a very flirty smile.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 MS. CLEMONS Me too. Imagine what we’d be like with a few drinks in us. MIGUEL smiles. Very very flirty now, when: GIRL STUDENT Excuse me, Private First Class Guerrero - could you stop flirting with our teacher and answer a question please? MIGUEL’s jaw drops, laughing. MS. CLEMONS is red-faced. MS. CLEMONS Audral MIGUEL What’'s your question, Audra? GIRL STUDENT (AUDRA) We were all wondering - when you go to war, do you have to kill people? Beat. MS. CLEMONS That’s not an appropriate question, Audra. MIGUEL It’s OK. It’s a good question. (then, serious now) My as a Marine is actually the opposite, Audra. It’'s to protect people, people who can’t protect themselves. Qur job is first and foremost to serve our country, to be brave even when scared, and to walk into dangerous situations and save as many lives as we can. His words hang there heartfelt, sincere. The Children and the Teacher really like that answer. They’re all smiling. One more long look between MIGUEL and MS. CLEMONS when: MIGUEL (CONT'D) Now I'm gonna show you where we sleep. The barracks. Let’s - Interrupting: FEMALE MARINE (0.S.) Private First Class.

THE PURGE 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 3. MIGUEL turns - sees a FEMALE MARINE approaching him. She’s holding an ENVELOPE. She hands it to MIGUEL as: FEMALE MARINE (CONT'D) Sorry to interrupt. This was delivered priority. I saw who it was from - thought you’'d want it. MIGUEL looks at the envelope - reading the sendexr’s name (which we don’t see). He nods his thanks to the FEMALE MARINE, before turning to MS. CLEMONS and the Class. MIGUEL Excuse me one second, quys. MIGUEL walks away for a private moment - opening that LETTER. He reads it. PUSH IN ON HIM AS HE DOES SO - his expression congealing with shock, fear and grave concern as we: CUT TO BLACK: TITLE CARD: THE PURGE FADE IN: INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY FLOWERS placed in a VASE. JANE BARBOUR, (32, African- American, dressed in a sleek, smart business suit) arranges the bouquet with care. After doing so, JANE peers over at: HER MOTHER - LORRAINE BARBOUR (61) - sleeping in a BED in this PRIVATE HOSPITAL ROOM. Intravenous TUBE in her ARM. OXYGEN CANULA in her nose. JANE stares at her Mom, concern on her face when a NURSE enters the ROOM. JANE moves to her: JANE Rose, Hi. How long has she been sleeping? Is this normal? She was sleeping when I called and now - NURSE - Jane, it’s fine. Rest is the best thing for her. JANE She tock all her meds? She didn’t give you a problem? NURSE (smiling) What do you think?

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 4. JANE smiles also, knowing her mother. NURSE (CONT'D) She’s a strong woman, Jane. Stroke like that could’ve been much worse. She’ll be home in a few days. (then) And the hospital’s not a bad place to be tonight. JANE nods - damn straight. Then: LORRAINE (0.S.) My baby. JANE turns and moves bedside as LORRAINE wakes up, shaking off the grogginess of sleep. NURSE exits, leaving Mother and Daughter alone. JANE Hey. Brought your favorite flowers. LORRAINE Great. They’ll block the awful smell of this damn hespital food. JANE can‘t help but smile at her Mom’s moxie. JANE Rose says you’ll be going home in a few days. You're doing great - better than they expected. MOM smiles - glad - but she'’s now eyeing JANE’s attire: LORRAINE You going to, or coming from, work? JANE Going to. LORRAINE (not happy) On Purge Night? You should be staying here with me - only safe place in the city. Why do you think I had the stroke now? So I could get my ass in here during this godforsaken holiday. JANE The office is safe, Mom. I wouldn’t be going if it wasn’t. I'1ll be fine. They take care of us there.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 5. Mom’s not happy. She’s staring at JANE - scrutinizing her, a hint of judgement in her eye. LORRAINE You know, I thought by now ycu’d be in a position where you wouldn’t have to work on a night like this. That hits JANE - like a slap. But she nods, agreeing: JANE You and me both, Mom. Then: LORRAINE Maybe if you played - JANE - Don’t start. Not in the mood. They hold a long look - a look that speaks volumes about their complicated relationship and the issues with JANE, her job, etc. JANE breaks the judgmental stare of her Mom, looks out the window at the fading light of day when - DING DING. Her CELL. JANE checkg it - finding a TEXT that reads - I’LL TEXT WHEN THERE. JANE eyes the text for an extended beat. Something about it gives her great pause. An anxious look rising on her face. JANE (CONT'D) I have to go, Mom. It’s getting close to commencement. Take your meds and don’t give everyone a hard time. LORRAINE I wouldn’t be Lorraine Barbour if I didn’'t give everyone a hard time. Please stay safe, honey. JANE Love you. A smile between them - then JANE is out. MOM watches her go. CUT TO: EXT. MIDDLE CLASS NEIGHBORHOOD - RICK & HOME - DAY A quiet tree-lined street, comprised of well-kept MIDDLE CLASS HOMES.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 6. We focus on a TWO-LEVEL MEDIUM-SIZED COLONIAL HOME in the middle of the block - a well manicured lawn, a nice garden out front. Not a ton of money, but a ton of character. INT. RICK & JENNA'S HOME/BEDROOM — DAY Where JENNA BETANCOURT (30) and RICK BETANCOURT (32) are getting dressed in some fancy evening digs (gown and tux respectively) for some fancy-ass party. Both husband and wife are attractive, in tip top shape. JENNA's sitting, and eyeing herself in the vanity, applying light make-up. RICK's standing across the room, in another mirror, working bow tie. Domestic, marital silence hangs between them, punctuated every few seconds when they catch each other's eye in their respective mirrors. JENNA finally breaks it: JENNA You OK, babe? What are you thinking about? RICK I was just wondering what it’s gonna be like over there. We really have no idea how these people celebrate the Purge. JENNA Don’t think about it. We find a corner, hide, and wait to be summoned . He nods. Then turns to her - holding his arms out: RICK (re: tuxedo) Does it look like a rental? JENNA No way. You look amazing. Me? RICK Fantastic. As always. (then) I can’t lie. I'm nervous as shit. JENNA Don‘t be. It’ll be safer than any other place in the country over there.

THE PURGE Fp. She approaches him - starts fixing his tie as: He nods. He nods - I hope so. She kisses him. He embraces her. then pulls back - staring at her - one more thing to say. She shakes around like a fool. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft RICK I know. Not that. Just want it all to go well. Chance like this comes around once in ten lifetimes. JENNA It’s going to go great. This is just a formality. Only reason we’'re being invited is because he wants to do this with us. 01/22/18 7. Thank you for calming me. They hold a long look. Then, with dramatic emphasis: RICK We’re making a deal with the devil, babe. JENNA We’re taking the money and gonna do great things with it. RICK (concern) I hope there’s no surprises tonight. JENNA (gets it) She won’t be there, Rick. No worries. Tonight is cur night. Game changer. Everything we always wanted. For us. For ocur family. (then, smiling) After we close, maybe we’ll do some Purge dancing. RICK (smiling) Purge dancing. How would one ‘Purge dance’? JENNA Like this. RICK’S laughing. He

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 8. RICK Looks like you’re vomiting, babe. JENNA Exactly - I’m purging - very sexy. They share a laugh - both feeling better. Finally, RICK walks off - back to his mirror, finishing getting ready. JENNA'S still smiling, her look lingering on him. Her smile slowly fades as she stares at her husband, watching him for an extended beat. CUT TO: INT. RICK & JENNA'S HOME/BEDROOM - NIGHT (FLASHBACK) RICK and JENNA in between the sheets, going at it. RICK’s on top, doing his missionary style thing. JENNA beneath, her face over his shoulder as her husband thrusts away. CAMERA FAVORS FACE - ghe’s looking off, distracted, something catching her eye - it's: Her own reflection in a nearby mirror. JENNA stares at herself - at her husband - on top of her. as if she’s watching another couple, a voyeur curiously eyeing strangers copulating. As she herself and her husband making love, her expression congeals with conflicting emotions - worry, concern, boredom, indifference. She turns away from this reflection quickly, as if scared by it, trying to re-engage in the current activity. She grabs at her husband, clawing him, holding him, clearly trying to muster up the passion, the energy, but there's effort here. Her actions seem forced, labored, artificial. HOLD ON HER FACE - as she looks back at that mirror. She doesn’t like what she sees. CUT BACK TO: INT. RICK & JENNA'S HOME/BEDROOM - DAY (PRESENT) JENNA, still at her vanity, still considering RICK with a long curious eye. CUT TO:

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 9. VARIOUS CLOSE SHOTS of YOUNG BARE FLESH being WASHED WITH SMALL CLOTHS. PULL BACK TO REVZAL: INT. HATFWAY HOUSE/MASS SHOWER - DAY A large COMMUNAL SHOWER where dozens of YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN (between ages 18-25) are lined up under shower heads - washing themselves, and washing each other in some kind of mass cleansing ritual - not sexual, more sanctity. They're all singing a HYMN: CLEANSERS (singing) Purify My Flesh, Prepare My Soul. The Giving Is Near. The Invisible Awaits... Their faces are all placid - to the point of pure beatitude - water washing over them like benedictions. WE PAN OFF THIS AREA, FINDING: INT. HALFWAY HOUSE/LOCKER ROOM - CONTINUOUS Right next to the mass shower. A DOZEN YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN who have already “purified their flesh” are now dressing and getting ready for the evening. Some are putting on flowing BLUE ROBES over their nude bodies. Some are placing BLUE FLOWERS (PURGE BAPTISIA FLOWERS) in their hair. Some are painting their fingernails and toenails Purge blue. They are all smiling and singing and preparing for something on this Purge Night. In the middle of the crowd, we FIND: A young woman - PENELOPE (19) blue-robed and smiling as she braids her friend MELISSA'S HAIR. They’re both singing that “Purify” hymn as they prepare for the night. PENELOPE has an innocent face, a bright smile - but her eyes betray a darker past. As they sing, we spy a MAN walking through this crowd of young folk. This man is older than everyone - around 30/35 - he’s wearing a bedazzled blue robe - walking amidst his “followers”. All of whom smile at him with awe and adoration, nearly bowing, as he moves through and touches each of them on the head, as if blessing them.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 10. This man’s name is GOOD LEADER TAVIS. He approaches PENELOPE AND MELISSA, who both stare at him adoringly as they keep ginging. He touches both of them gently on their heads, holding his palms on them for an extended moment, before embracing them both tenderly, as he says in a breathy whisper: GOOD LEADER TAVIS My Darlings. It’'s almost commencement. Those words linger. Both Girls nod. HOLD ON PENELOPE, and her bright smile, END TEASER

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 11. ACT ONE EXT. DANK ALLEY - DAY Crepuscular light fades, granting passage to night. Suddenly — WHOOSH. A beat-down Chevy Nova from ancother century hauls its broke-ass down this alley, trailing dust like a comet. INT. NOVA - PRIVATE FIRST CLASS MIGUEL GUERRERO is behind the wheel, driving hard and fast, hammer pinned. MIGUEL looks very different now - no in MARINE DRESS BLUES. No longer clean cut and smiling. He has three days stubble on his FACE - a no bullshit, hell-bent expression betraying scary intent. He’s wearing a military-style bulletprocf wvest. MIGUEL's got a NINE on his side and a HECKLER AND KOCH AUTO-LOAD on the passenger seat. His peregrine eyes are riveted on the: ASSHOLE Who's running in front of his car - an inch from the rusted fender. ASSHOLE is screaming like... an asshole who's being chased by a fucking car. ASSHOLE ARE YOU NUTS? I DON'T KNOW WHERE HE is. MIGUEL revs the engine - closing in on the ASSHOLE. ASSHOLE reaches the end of the alley - desperately tries scaling a FENCE - when MIGUEL slams the Nova's BRAKES. Skidding to a halt. MIGUEL throws the DOOR OPEN and emerges in a burst, moving quickly to the ASSHOLE, yanking him off the fence: ASSHOLE (CONT’D) (frantic) Miquel, T can’t help you. MIGUEL ignores. Remaining silent. He roughs up ASSHOLE with a few GUT PUNCHES, before dragging him to the Nova viciously. ASSHOLE (CONT’D) Man, this is crazy. Why you breaking my balls like this? I'm a harmless little bitch. I don’t keep tabs on Henry's ass.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 12. MIGUEL continues the silent treatment, now effortlessly dragging ASSHOLE across the pavement, passing TWO HOMELESS GUYS, sitting in a SMALL ALCOVE debouching off this alley. They’re swigging OLD CROW, watching the ruckus from nearby, confused: HOMELESS MAN It ain't the Purge yet, fella. Can't you even wait an hour? MIGUEL throws him a look that says - ‘shut the fuck up if you want your blood to remain inside your body.’ HOMELESS MAN shuts up. MIGUEL continues dragging ASSHOLE to his car - lifting him up and tossing him in the TRUNK: ASSHOLE It stinks like old man swamp ass in here. Damn. What did I do to deserve this? You're supposed to be gone anyway. Fighting some stupid war somewhere. MIGUEL says simply: MIGUEL Lucky for you, I just got back. (then, intense) Now, tell me where Henry is. No more bullshit, Asshole. ASSHOLE's staring at him, terrified - then: ASSHOLE I know, maybe he’s at the Row. MIGUEL Well, then, let’s go visit the Row. WHAM. MIGUEL slams the trunk shut as we, CUT TO: EXT. CORPORATE SKYSCRAPER - DAY A 50-story mirrored skyscraper in the center of the city, reflecting the falling sun as it exits.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 13. INT. CORPORATE SKYSCRAPER/ENTRANCE HALL/ELEVATOR - DAY As DOZENS of PEOPLE file OUT of the BUILDING in a rush, JANE BARBOUR, in her sleek business suit, ENTERS. She passes a WOMAN who'’s EXITING: WALKING WOMAN You're not working tonight, are you, Jane? JANE (nodding) Overseas markets don't care about the Purge. Woman shrugs - ‘I guess.’ JANE continues on - to a BANK of ELEVATORS. She checks her CELL PHONE for TEXTS, an anxious look rising on her face again. Right before she steps on the elevator, one of her assistants - MARK (25) - overly ambitious with youthful energy, runs up to her, joining her. MARK Hey Boss. JANE Hey Employee. They share a smile. MARK Chiho’s landed in Tokyo. Should be at the office before we dive in. JANE nods - great. As they ride up, she checks her phone again. Anxiety returning. MARK sees her look: MARK (CONT’D) Everything OK? She smiles. Putting on her best game face - trying to hide the obvious tension in her taut expression. JANE Fine. MARR How'’s your Mom? JANE Doing well. Thanks for asking, Mark.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 14. He nods. They continue ascending. Mark fills the quiet: MARK First time I've ever been out of my house on the Purge. It’s weilrd. JANE No better place to be than here. Ding. The elevator stops. INT. MOORE FINANCIAL/ELEVATORS - CONTINUOUS The elevator DOORS OPEN on the 14th FLOOR. JANE walks out, MARK following obediently. They are quickly met by TWO ARMED SECURITY MEN in SUITS who stop them: SECURITY OFFICER 1 Names. JANE Mark Cantoff. Jane Barbour. SECURITY OFFICER 2 HOLDS a HI-TECH PORTABLE RETINA SCAN up to their EYES. DING. DING. Identities confirmed. SECURITY OFFICER 2 Great. Ms. Barbour. Mr. Cantoff. We are now going to check you for weapons. SECURITY OFFICER 1 proceeds to WAVE A LONG WAND OVER BOTH JANE AND MARK'’S FRAMES. As OFFICER 1 scans JANE’S body - his WAND touches her ASS -~ she retracts as if it were afire. She glares at him - about to snap - he immediately steps back: SECURITY OFFICER 1 (genuine) Sorry about that. She takes a breath, relenting. He finishes scanning - more carefully this time. As he does so, a 3D IMAGE of each of them appears on a PORTABLE TABLET held by SECURITY OFFICER 2. DING DING. Both weapons-free. SECURITY OFFICER 1 (CONT’'D) Now can you please sign here? Purge Waiver for the 14th floor. Both JANE and MARK sign the document.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 15. SECURITY OFFICER 1 (CONT’D) Great. Let me just take you through the ruleg. Once the Purge beging, this 14th floor will be locked down as a safe zone. Everyone on this floor, except security, will be unarmed. Security and all workers, including both of you, have signed waivers, giving up their rights to Purge on this floor the entire evening. The whole building should be relatively gquiet, but we can only guarantee your safety on this floor, as it’s owned by our employer, Moore Financial. Do you understand these rules? Both JANE and MARK nod - we understand. SECURITY OFFICER 1 (CONT'D)} Thank you for being so cooperative. Enjoy the evening. JANE and MARK proceed past security, toward TWO DOORS AHEAD. They open the doors walking into: INT. MOORE FINANCIAL/COMMON AREA - CONTINUOUS An enormous, hi-tech, modern OFFICE SPACE that takes up the entire 1l4th floor of this skyscraper. JANE and MARK enter into the labyrinthine corridors of Moore, passing several more SECURITY GUARDS and dozens of offices before they reach the: COMMON WORK AREA A GLASS-WALLED LARGE OFFICE SPACE in the middle of this floor. Sleek space. A DOZEN people mill about within, around a very large CONFERENCE TABLE. They see JANE enter, all straightening up, tensing, smiling hello. JANE's clearly the boss here. JANE smiles back when she and MARK are approached by JANE's second assistant - ATLISON (28, driven). ALISON Jane. I spoke with Chiho. She’s - JANE — On the ground already. I heard. ALISON throws a look at MARK. MARK grins, one for him. Clear competition between these two.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 16. ALISON Did you guys come here together? JANE (aware} Of course. Mark actually spent the afternoon with me reviewing everything for tonight. ALISON can’t hide her shock. JANE (CONT'D) Relax, Alison. I’'m joking. You two need to put aside your competitive spirits, forget about who's getting the promotion, and play nice tonight - we have a lot to do. Now, get Chiho on the line while I settle. Afterwards I'll prep the troops on what we should expect. ALISON and MARK trade another look as JANE lays her bags and computer at the head of the long CONFERENCE TABLE -~ settling in for the long evening. As she does so, she checks her watch and her cell phone again - still looking for that TEXT. Nothing. HOLD ON HER ANXIOUS LOOK, CUT TO: INT/EXT. NOVA'S TRUNK - DAY Dark, dank, small quarters. ASSHOLE cowers in the trunk, as the NOVA speeds along, hitting as many bumps as it could. ASSHOLE's bouncing around like a tennis ball. ASSHOLE (frantic) Oww. Damn. Have some compassion, Miguel. Human compassion. Suddenly - SCREECH. The car stops. Hard. Engine shuts off. ASSHOLE braces himself as he HEARS keys fumbling O0.S. - and then WHOOSH. Sunlight bursts into his world as the trunk is opened revealing tough MIGUEL standing over him. Intense. ASSHOLE (CONT'D) Please, Migquel. You're ice cold man - getting colder by the minute. SOLDIERS ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO ACT THIS WAY.

THE PURGE Ep. 101l "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 17. BAM. BAM. MIGUEL responds with few hard gut punches on ASSHOLE and then gestures toward a nearby BANK OF DILAPIDATED APARTMENT BUILDINGS -~ some abandoned - THE ROW. MIGUEL Henry’s there? ASSHOLE is shaking - cringing - he doesn’t know what to say: MIGUEL (CONT'D) Speak. ASSHOLE I feel like no matter what I say you're gonna beat my ass. MIGUEL Is he in there, Asshole? ASSHOLE Sometimes he’s there. Sometimes he’s not. I don’t know. Maybe? MIGUEL's thinking - staring at the BUILDINGS - then at his WATCH - then back at ASSHOLE: MIGUEL You're my escort - get me inside. ASSHOLE’s face falls - even more scared than he was a second ago: ASSHOLE I don’t think that’s a good idea. MIGUEL thinks otherwise - he pulls ASSHOLE out of the trunk. CUT TO: EXT. HALFWAY HOUSE - DAY We're outside some kind of old brick halfway house, finding 20 BLUE-RCBED YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN, including PENELOPE and MELISSA, standing and smiling and facing GOOD LEADER TAVIS. TAVIS addresses them - in his affected breathy voice: GOOD LEADER TAVIS - We are the scarred, the beaten, the maimed, our souls irreparably damaged. It is that shared pain that allows us to understand each other so deeply. (MORE)

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 18. GOOD LEADER TAVIS (CONT'D) But tonight, the suffering ends, my darlings. As promised, relief from the torment, escape from this earthy hell, is near. I am your guide into the Invisible where pain does not exist, only love. The BLUE-ROBED YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN are all nodding, smiling, listening with closed-eyed reverence, hanging on every word of TAVIS as if he was speaking ex cathedra. GOOD LEADER TAVIS (CONT'D) We were once all very selfish - each of us tried to exit in vain - but we all failed, luckily, because it was meant for us to find each other - to be here, at this very moment. And now, tonight, our departures will have real meaning. Impact. We, here, the Givers, will be the vessels upon which the sinners can release their anger and hatred - and we will depart gracefully, selflessly, making this world a better place. (beat) The Giving Time nears. Let us get ready for it. TAVIS nods and the BLUE-ROBED YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN begin walking in single file down a BLUE CARPET (set up along the sidewalk) toward a SCHOOL BUS (painted PURGE BLUE). They enter the bus (decorated with Purge Flowers) - singing: BLUE ROBED MEN AND WOMEN Purify My Flesh, Prepare My Soul. The Giving Is Near. The Invisible Awaits... HOLD ON YOUNG PENELOPE as she enters the bus - serene and smiling and singing the whole way. EXT. MIDDLE CLASS NEIGHBORHOOD - RICK & JENNA’'S HOME - NIGHT RICK and JENNA, both dressed to the nines, exit their home. As soon as they step outside, RICK hits a button on his cell and STEEL BARRICADES cleose over every window and door of his home. He's locking it down for the evening. After watching the security for a beat, RICK takes JENNA's hand, and they proceed to the:

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 19. UBER CAR - waiting out front. They get in the back. INT. UBER CAR - CONTINUCUS As RICK and JENNA nod HELLO to the 26 YEAR OLD AFRICAN AMERICAN DRIVER. He hits the GAS and they take off into the night. Husband and Wife exchange a look - both looking nervous. RICK then peers out the WINDOW - and we begin to notice the neighborhood changing as they drive - from MIDDLE CLASS HOMES - TO UPPER MIDDLE CLASS HOMES - and finally to MANSIONS. (RICK also sees some PEOPLE CLOSING THE PURGE BARRICADES on their HOMES -~ while others place bouquets of BLUE BAPTISIA FLOWERS on their SIDEWALKS - celebrating the Purge.) JENNA breaks the silence, speaking to the DRIVER: JENNA Sorry it’s such a short ride. want to walk in heels. UBER DRIVER I'm the one who should be sorry. About the prices. It’'s a Purge surge - ten times the normal rate. I make more tonight than any other night a year. RICK You don’'t work all night, do you? UBER DRIVER Some gquys do. Driving Purgers around. Crazy dangerous. Not me though. You guys are my last ride - then I rush home and lock in. (sees something on his GPS) I know this address - top of the hill. Is this the Stanton residence? JENNA It is. UBER DRIVER (impressed) This place is insane. The Stantons are NFFA fat cats, aren’'t they? RICK They are indeed.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 UBER DRIVER Damn. What are they throwing some kind of fancy ass Purge Party? What kinda sinister shit happens there? RICK We don’t know - first time invited. Purging is not our thing. That’s not why we’re going. JENNA We're going for a business deal. UBER DRIVER Business deal? On Purge Night? RICK Crazy, right? Mr. Stanton likes closing big business deals on the holiday. It’s actually become his thing - come in and kiss the brass Stanton ring on Purge night and maybe I‘1ll do business with you. UBER DRIVER What a bunch of rich man bullshit. (then) But you two don’t seem like NFFA supporters. RICK We're not. At all. But the NFFA controls all the financing in the city - so we had no choice. JENNA leans forward and says: JENNA It’s actually a pretty cool deal. We have a small real estate development firm and if we get the financing for our project, gonna put 20% of our profits aside for affordable housing. RICK That means over 100 families will have a decent place to live. Secmething we always wanted to do. RICK and JENNA exchange a smile - proud of their philanthropic plan. 20.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 21. UBER DRIVER That is cool. Good for you guys. (then) I always wondered something about these big Purge Parties. How can you trust anyone? What happens if they Purge your ass there? JENNA Good question. Everyone invited signs a release which guarantees we can’t Purge or be Purged upon by other guests. RICK They even background checks on us. So it’s completely safe - otherwise we wouldn’t be going. He looks at them in the rearview: UBER DRIVER I get it - rich people don’t kill each other on Purge night. I‘ve heard that. Guess it’s true. It's good to be rich, huh. JENNA We're not rich. Far from it. UBER DRIVER Tonight you are. (then) I wonder who gets Purged then. Because you know some crazy shit’s going down in that mension. Rich folk got a taste for it. You’'ll get to see how the one percent Purges tonight. RICK and JENNA exchange a look ~ when the CAR turns onto a QUIET BLOCK, at the top of which, we see: THE AFOREMENTIONED STANTON MANSION/ESTATE An immense Gehry-esque 12,000 square foot 10 million dollar masterpiece of architecture, sitting on pristine grounds. It’s bustling with activity as several LIMOS drop people off - RICH FOLK - also dressed to the nines, like RICK AND JENNA. It looks like a movie premiere. UBER DRIVER (CONT'D) Goddamn.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 22. JENNA (re: the crowd ahead) You could drop us here - we’ll walk the rest of the way. UBER DRIVER Embarrassed to be arriving in an Uber. Want to fit in, right? I get it. RICK and JENNA don’t answer. The DRIVER slows down, parking a block away from the Mansion. RICK tips the driver. UBER DRIVER (CONT’D) Thanks. Good luck on the deal. As they get out: UBER DRIVER (CONT’D) You’re too nice. JENNA Excuse me. UBER DRIVER You’re too nice - you’ll never fit in inside there. That hangs there. RICK and JENNA exit the car and proceed toward the Mansion and all its activity. Their nervousness evident and increasing as they draw closer. RICK My God - look how many people. JENNA And not one of them believes in climate change. They share a laugh - when JENNA sees RICK'S eyes finding THE SECOND FLOOR CORNER WINDOW of the Gehry-esque home ahead. This room is DARK. JENNA (CONT’D) I told you. She's not home, babe. Still away. We can relax and focus on why we came here. RICK nods. HOLD ON JENNA - looking away from RICK, at that window, considering it for a reflective beat, as we: CUT TO:

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 23. INT. GYM/SOUL CYCLE CLASS - DAY (FLASHBACK) A Soul-Cycle class in full progress. A bunch of really sweaty PEOPLE are pumping away on their bikes, to some funky music, including RICK AND JENNA, next to each other, working hard. As JENNA sweats her ass off, her eyes fall on: RICK - next to her. JENNA sees that RICK'S distracted a bit, his eyes constantly looking across the room at: THE SEXIEST 26 YEAR OLD WOMAN we have ever seen. Stunning face, perfect frame. Nearly see-through blue leggings. A cut-off shirt revealing a perfect 6 pack. barely sweating. RICK stares at her - admiring her curves, her undeniable beauty. JENNA, too, can’t take her eyes off this woman. After a beat, JENNA finally looks back at RICK - who’s still stealing glances at this goddess. JENNA watches curiously, not angered, as RICK takes in the WOMAN'S beauty, then looks away - catching himself staring. Then he looks back again. Then he looks away. Her husband seems intoxicated, unable to control himself. Back and forth. Back and forth. Eyes dancing. The music rises. RICK can’t stop looking at this young woman. And JENNA can’t stop looking at her husband admiring this young woman. And that’s when the YOUNG WOMAN turns and catches them both staring at her. And: She SMILES. A warm, inviting smile. Flustered, the BETANCOURTS both turn away. Hold on JENNA’S face. CUT BACK TO: EXT. STANTON ESTATE - DAY JENNA finally takes her eyes off that dark window and RICK as they walk forward, toward the electric atmosphere, joining some GUESTS as they all proceed past:

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 24. A HALF DOZEN ARMED SECURITY GUARDS (in suits) who look like secret service agents. RICK AND JENNA continue on, with some WEALTHY GUESTS, toward and through: HI-TECH METAL (WEAPON) DETECTORS - set up outside the FRONT DOOR - before disappearing inside the mansion. After watching them enter the home and the Purge Party within, we PULL BACK - just holding on the enormous mansion for an extended beat, until the LIGHT in that second floor room pops on and the silhouette of a young female is glimpsed in that window frame. CUT TO: INT. MOORE FINANCIAL/COMMON AREA - DAY As late day light fades, we find JANE in the glass-walled common work space in the center of Moore Financial, standing at the head of the table, addressing her 10 EMPLOYEES. JANE ~ First things first, team - Moore Financial is safer than our homes tonight. Let’s put the Purge out of our minds so we can all focus on work. Nothing else. (then) Now, I want to stress the following - each one of you brings something to this deal that is integral to its closure. Closure that must happen before our markets open in the It’s a lot of detailed work. Let’s do it together and we will all be rewarded. The Troops are nodding - getting psyched up. They clearly like JANE - enjoy working for her. JANE (CONT'D) And if we close this deal early, which is possible if the Japanese markets turn in our favor, we can do some celebrating. I brought a case of Don Julio 1942 that we can share. Everyone’s clapping now - excited. She’s got the troops revved up and ready to go. JANE (CONT'D) So let’s get -

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 25. Suddenly - an 0.S. VOICE INTERRUPTS JANE: MALE VOICE (0.S.) - Excuse me - sorry to interrupt - Everyone turng, including JANE, to: A 65-INCH TV SCREEN (hanging on a nearby wall) displaying the FACE of a MAN - 49 - DON RYKER - her boss - interrupting. DON’s smiling pleasantly - very likable, with natural charm: DON (VIDEO CONFERENCE) Evening, everyone. Evening, Jane. EMPLOYEES AND JANE Good evening, Don. DON (VIDEO CONFERENCE) I just wanted to say thanks to everyone. All-nighters are one thing - all-nighters on Purge Night - that‘s a whole other level of commitment and I can’t thank you enough for doing this. It sucks. But we really had no choice. Talk about bad timing. Everyone’s saying - “no problem - happy to be here”, including JANE. DON (VIDEO CONFERENCE) (CONT'D) As you all know, Jane is much smarter than me - that’s why I hired her - she makes me look good. But sometimes a little dumbing down can’t hurt to clarify things - and I'm pretty good at dumbing. So here goes - (beat, then) You will all get larger bonuses if you close this deal with Chiho tonight. We do what we do for money and you will make more of it if you deliver. Crass ~ but true. Everyone’s clapping, a rousing round of applause. JANE's joining in. As she claps, she sees something peripherally ATTSON whispering to MARK - gesturing to JANE. JANE spots their subtle interaction (about her), as: DON (VIDEO CONFERENCE) (CONT'D) Thanks again. touch base later. (smiling) (MORE )

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 26. DON (VIDEC CONFERENCE) (CONT'D) Jane, room's yours, I'll get out of your way NOw. Everyone’s laughing - but now JANE is curiously clocking ALISON and MARK - ‘why were they just whispering about me?’ She notes it, then goes back to her bess, joking: JANE I forgot that you were the eavesdropping type, Don. DON (VIDEO CONFERENCE) You know I‘m always watching and listening - especially from my home office. Talk later. Keep me updated. DON throws a BIG SMILE at everyone then POCF. He’s gone. Black screen. JANE OK, guys, let’s get to it. JANE turns away from everyone, moving to her bag (in the corner of the room). Her employees are hitting their computers - all except MARK and ALISON who are watching JANE again for a quick beat. JANE, alone now, face away from everyone, checks her cell phone again - looking for that TEXT (that still hasn’t come). Anxiety rising again as she says to herself: JANE (CONT'D) C'mon - where are you? Off JANE’s mounting tension, CuT TO: INT. DRUG DEN/DARK HALLWAY - DAY MIGUEL and ASSHOLE walk down a dark graffiti-lined corridor, toward a DOOR at its end. MIGUEL's standing behind ASSHOLE, pushing him along. ASSHOLE clearly doesn't want to be here. ASSHOLE This is the definition of a bad idea. A good idea would be to turn our asses around and -

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 27. MIGUEL ~ Get me inside, Asshole. I need to find Henry. I don’t have that much time. ASSHOLE’s nearly shaking as they reach the aforementioned door. ASSHOLE reluctantly KNOCKS. They hear: MALE VOICE (0.S.) Who's that? Beat. MIGUEL nudges ASSHOLE: ASSHOLE It’s me, T. Asshole. All good. With a buddy. Beat. ASSHOLE’s fidgeting back and forth. MIGUEL tenses - waiting for the door to open. It does. Revealing T-TIME - a bear-like, tattooed METH-BEAD. He eyes ASSHOLE - who smiles nervously at him. T-TIME then clocks MIGUEL. MIGUEL nods, coolly. T-TIME nods back - enter. ASSHOLE and MIGUEL do. INT. DRUG DEN - CONTINUOUS As they enter, MIGUEL takes quick inventory of the situation. Another HOPHEAD is inside the filthy ROOM. A MALE -~ LENZA. Half his head is shaved, hig face scarred. Like T-TIME, one of Hell's Skels, and both men are higher than high. There’s a heaping mound of drugs on a nearby table. And also WEAPONS. This two-man crew is getting ready to Purge big time. They’re both loading GUNS and sharpening MACHETES. Lenza decorates a BABY-FACED MASK with the words FREE HUGS. MIGUEL takes this all in, his eyes then finding: A TATTOOED WOMAN (21) - on a couch in the rear of this ROOM. She appears to be sleeping. MIGUEL focuses on her WRIST - HANDCUFFED to a NEARBY PIPE. He takes note - his face tightening with anger (that he quickly hides) when: LENZA (who RAISES a STRANGE ENORMOUS TASER GUN-LIKE DEVICE) begins RANTING:

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 LENZA Look at this beast - the bazooka of TASERS - sends out 200 thousand volts - we gonna fry some ass tonight - electrocute some mothers who need some... electrocuting. A Purge barbe- LENZA stops mid-rant - seeing ASSHOLE and MIGUEL: LENZA and LENZA and That hangs there. No longer LENZA (CONT'D) (re: MIGUEL) - Who the hell is this? ASSHOLE Just a buddy. He’s cool, Lenz. (then, gesturing toward the cuffed GIRL) What’s up with Kaylee, man? Why’'s she cuffed? She dipping into your again? T-TIME exchange creepy smirks. LENZA Naah. That’s for her own good. We're having a little holiday soiree later and sweet Kaylee's gonna be our Purge dessert. We don’t want her to wake up from her buzz and take off and miss all the fun. You boys should come too. It's Purge Night ~ anything goes. 28. T-TIME high five. MIGUEL eyes KAYLEE - that fury rising again. He looks back at the two creeps. MIGUEL I’ll pass. (then, cool as ice) I'm looking for Henry. I’'m an old friend. LENZA and T-TIME exchange a curious look. smiling. Something about that question has gotten their attention: LENZA I know all Henry’'s friends but I don’t know your ass. MIGUEL My ass has been away awhile.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 29. T-TIME Where'’s your ass been? MIGUEL My ass been here. There. ASSHOLE Army. His ass been in the army. ‘Army’. Something about that has T-TIME’S guard up. MIGUEL clocks T-TIME eyeing him with a hint of real suspicion now: MIGUEL Marines. LENZA Hot shit. Soldier Boy. G.I. Joe. So, Rambo, whatchu want with Henry? MIGUEL I’d like to reconnect - if you know what I mea- Before MIGUEL can finish that sentence, T-TIME (on MIGUEL’s periphery) makes a move — raising his GUN. And that's when all hell breaks loose: MIGUEL spots the gun coming up out of the corner of his eye. He's clearly gun-trained and T-TIME is not - so MIGUEL's faster. BAM. He shoots T-TIME in the ARM with his Nine. LENZA grabs a KNIFE off the nearby table. He releases a barbaric war-cry and LEAPS at MIGUEL with his BLADE raised - swinging it at MIGUEL's face. MIGUEL can't get his gun up but ducks and shoulders the flying Hophead - sending him into a nearby wall. WHAM. LENZA - higher than a fucking kite - spins like a banshee and grabs MIGUEL. Now they're entangled, grappling. It’‘s a brutal street fight. Scratching, biting, eye-gouging, all that fun shit. got drug-fiend strength and fearlessness. MIGUEL’s got gkills - he’s clearly been trained in martial arts. MIGUEL finally gets the upper hand, twisting behind LENZA - grabbing his arm and CRACK. Snapping his elbow like a twig. The druggie drops - and WHAM. MIGUEL boots him in the head, knocking him unconsciocus.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 30. It's over in a flash. KAYLEE’S waking in the B.G. The two Hopheads are down. MIGUEL turns and sees ASSHOLE running down the hall - using the battle as chance to make a hasty retreat. Off MIGUEL, eyeing the bleeding, moaning Hopheads. He looks at the rising, bound KAYLEE in the B.G. He then checks his watch — the Purge is getting closer. END OF ACT ONE

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 31. ACT TWO INT. STANTON MANSION/PURGE PARTY - NIGHT Luxurious, extravagant interior, decorated with large BOUQUETS of BLUE PURGE BAPTISIA FLOWERS. (A LARGE 100 INCH SCREEN displays a COUNTDOWN CLOCK - 6:36 - 24 MINUTES UNTIL THE PURGE ) A moving tide of wealthy FOLK, all donning exquisite evening gowns and tuxedoes, cavort in the grand MAIN LIVING SPACE of this mansion. The entire space and its decor screams money. A lot of money. WAITERS serve hors d'oeuvres. MAIDS clean up. A small BAND plays chamber music. ARMED SECURITY GUARDS stand in every corner of every ROOM. WE FIND: RICK AND JENNA walking through the wealthy horde, in this lush room, scoping the c¢rowd. RICK searches for someone. JENNA eyes her fellow guests, exchanging smiles with several. They both look nervous. Whispering: RICK (re: the party) Do you see who all these people are? (subtle gesture to:) That’s Elias Merca - owns News Vision - the network that pushes NFFA policy night and day. JENNA (subtle point And there’s Lucille Algon - from Exxon - no one has donated more to the New Founding Fathers - her money went to all the early Purge trials. Every big shot NFFA donor is here. RICK I didn’t think they’d all be here. Jeez. We are out of our element. They could smell our Walmart clothing detergent, Daze. JENNA I hope it makes them gag. (beat, looking around) (MORE )

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 32. JENNA (CONT'D) You ever notice that really rich people - especially the ones who support the NFFA and the Purge - look like they have sticks literally wedged up their asses? Making them stand way too straight - like creepy robots - it’s odd. RICK Maybe all rich people really do have sticks stuck up their asses. JENNA If this deal goes through tonight we may be rich too. RICK Well then, we will have to find out where to buy those ass-sticks. They share a laugh. JENNA Just don’t talk politics with anyone, keep smiling - and think of the end game. RICK nods, then eyes a nearby CIRCULAR STATRCASE that leads to the QUIET SECOND FLOOR of this mansion - as if looking for someone up there. His eyes hold on it, when: JENNA (CONT'D) I don’t see the Stantons anywhere. You think they’d be greeting all their guests. Where could they be? RICK takes his eyes off the SECOND FLOOR, then: JENNA Why don’'t you go lock for Mr. Stanton, babe? The quicker you start the conversation with him, the sooner we can find a room and avoid any Purging that’s gonna happen. He looks at her - thrown by that: RICK Hold on. The quicker I start the conversation. What about you? This is our company. 50/50.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 33. JENNA (light) No. No. I'm creative, your business. You never mess with my designs. I don’t mess with your negotiating. This is you, partner. He looks at her - considering. He finally nods - fine. She leans in, adjusts his tie: JENNA (CONT'D) I love you. Now go make that sonofabitch pay for making us come here, to the belly of the beast, on Purge night. And remember, after you close the deal, he’s probably gonna make a pitch for us to become NFFA party members. RICK I'm ready for it. I'll deflect my way out. Billy Sabian closed a huge deal for his start-up here last year and he didn’t join - so the deal’s not predicated upon it. Cold hard money drives Stanton, way more than politics. They exchange a kiss. JENNA You wear that rented tux very well, Mr. Betancourt. RICK That is a confidence builder, Mrs. Betancourt. JENNA Go make our dreams come true. One last embrace - both nervous, excited. RICK’s finally off - leaving JENNA alone. She continues moving through the party, taking inventory of everything: - The over-abundance of FLOWERS, ART. - The over-abundance of FOOD, LIQUOR, HELP. ~ The over-abundance of JEWELRY on every GUEST. ~ The over-abundance of PLASTIC SURGERY - every guest’s TIGHT FACE and LEAN FRAME betraying the numerous procedures done in the name of vanity.

THE PURGE Ep. 101 "UNTITLED" Writer's Draft 01/22/18 34, The over-abundance of everything, everywhere, when her eyes fall on: A SIDE ROOM. A YOUNG MAID, CATALINA, is within. She’s in the room being SCOLDED BY A TALL, LEAN, BOTOXED WOMAN of 54 YEARS in a tight regal GOWN (HOSTESS ELLIE STANTON). ELLIE’S furious about something, and she’s treating CATALINA like a child, grabbing her HARD by the WRIST - believing no one is watching. JENNA watches as ELLIE pulls CATALINA to the CORNER, where she begins reprimanding her with even more fury. JENNA watches CATALINA, head down, apologizing over and over. JENNA watches this display, shaking her head, disturbed by ELLIE’S treatment of CATALINA. JENNA watches ELLIE walk off, leaving the embarrassed CATATINA behind. Off face, CUT TO: EXT. STREETS OF OUR CITY - NIGHT Night's just about to drop - and so is the Purge. Pre- holiday calm before the blood. The streets and sidewalks are clearing. STORE OWNERS lock down shops - some with STEEL GATES - scme with WOOD BOARDS AND NAILS. We find: A BLUE BUS driving through the seemingly deserted city. INT. BLUE SCHOOL BUS - NIGHT Young blue-robed males and females sit, inside the blue- flowered bus, locking out at all the Purge prep. GOOD LEADER TAVIS stands near the front, eyeing the members of his ‘group.’ He’'s humming - smiling at everyone. A LARGE BUS DRIVER mans the vehicle. PENELOPE AND MELISSA sit in the REAR. PENELOPE is a portrait of pure serenity, staring out the window, at the Purge Prep, while MELISSA fidgets nervously next to her, trying to steady her trembling hands in her lap. PENELOPE notices her anxiety. She whispers to her friend: