Charlie: That one’s saying something. Polite Leader: …and Mrs. Sandin. Your home tells me you’re good folk just like us. One of the halves. And your blue flowers tell me that you support the purge. We want to treat you fairly, so listen closely. Let me introduce us. We are some fine…young…very educated…guys and gals. We’ve gotten gussied up in the most terrifying gysers. As we do every year. Ready to violate, annihilate and cleanse our souls. But things took a turn. Our target escaped us, and uh… Several of your dear neighbors informed us that you, the Sandins, have inexplicably given him sanctuary. Mister and Missus, the man you’re sheltering is nothing but a dirty homeless pig. A grotesque menace to our just society who had the audacity to fight back Killing one of us when we attempted to execute him tonight. The pig doesn’t know his place and now he needs to be tought a lesson. You need to return him to us… …Alive. So we may purge as we we’re entitled. Here’s the plan Sandins. You have untill our provisions arrive, provisions which will help us break into your elegant home. If you don’t- If you don’t deliver him by the aformentioned time, we’ll release the beast on him… …And on you. And um…we can enter any home we want. And we will want as wanting is our willingness this fine night. Don’t force us to hurt you. We don’t want to kill our own. Please just let us purge.. Too-da-loo, Sandins. Polite Leader: Cut it! Cut it now!