7 Kills, 3 Songs & a Banana (2024) Movie Script
1
A DVD?
Yeah, you said you didn't
want to Netflix and chill, so...
So, if it's a disc it's different?
Hey...
I thought you'd want to check it out.
Some friends of mine from college made it.
Seriously?
Why would I want to watch
some cheap amateur film?
I barely watch any real ones.
Well...
If you don't want to watch it, we can
always just find something else to do.
Oh?
Such as?
Well...
What did everybody used to do for human
interaction before everything went to Zoom?
What's this? Pandemic porn?
Making a sequel for your friends?
I never said anything
about filming anything...
did I?
But...
It might be good for your followers...
and I know how important they are to you.
If you weren't so cute, you would not
be able to get away with being this cocky.
I know.
What about your friends' film?
Hey, they've already got my money.
Steve,
I like you,
but you've got a...
reputation.
Whatever do you mean?
I mean...
I'm definitely already going to fuck you,
so I'm going to make you work for it.
Whatever malicious rumors...
that you've heard about me,
I swear,
at least half of them...
aren't true.
Let's just watch your stupid movie.
All right.
Hey, Steve?
Yeah?
How good's your impulse control?
I'm going to show you something,
but you have to stay right there.
Thank you.
All right. I'll see you.
Cool.
(single-note tense music)
(title music begins)
I've got my 7 kills, 3 songs and a
banana, but my math might not be good...
...rockin' Crocs with pajamas.
You here for a horror, musical...
...or a drama?
Is it suitable for kids...
...or could you watch
it with your nana?
Nobody knows.
Genre bending is the game.
Breakin' down fourth walls 'till
you're calling out its name.
Just take a seat.
You'll be done in a couple of hours.
You've seen plenty o' crap before,
so now take chance on ours.
Maybe count the kills, or the songs.
Be our guest.
Those bananas.
Rippin', trippin', slippin',
flippin' are the best.
Maybe get offended and
no longer be our friend,
but you'll see, we've got no limits,
and we'd do it again.
I've got my 7 kills, 3 songs and a
banana, but my math might not be good...
...rockin' Crocs with pajamas.
You here for a horror,
musical, or a drama?
Is it suitable for kids, or could
you watch it with your nana?
And hold here for thirty seconds.
Just go as far as you can go.
No injuries, please.
Now we're going to relax...
to downward dog.
Breathe in,
and out.
Back to center for some stretches.
Right arm over your
chest as far as it can go.
Hold for ten.
Now the other side.
(phone vibrates)
Hello.
- Amber?
Yes. Who's this?
- It's Gloria.
- Rachel's mom.
- Have you heard...?
- or seen her?
I haven't seen her...
for a few...
What...? Why?
- When did you last see Rachel?
I don't know. We...
- Could you come over to the house?
What's going on?
- I've just had a call from the police.
- They want me to go up to Youngstown.
- I can't drive, I..., I just can't.
Are you okay?
- A body of a young woman
washed up on the beach, and they...
- They think it's...
- It's Rachel.
- She has her ID.
- I have to go and identify the...
- Can you take me?
Yeah, of course.
Yeah, I'll... be right over.
I didn't know who else to call,
but I don't know where she went last night.
I thought she was with you.
I haven't seen her for a few weeks.
Oh...
I'm so glad that you thought to call me.
I just...
You know how much I love her, but...
we got into an argument, and...
I tried reaching out, but she...
She said she needed space, so...
The two of you broke up?
No.
I don't think so.
I feel awful being here.
Sorry.
She just got so angry at me one night
for nothing that made any sense at all.
And I tried calling and texting, but...
I thought that if I just left it alone
for a few days, everything would be okay.
She was so upbeat at dinner last night,
more than she's been in a long time.
That's why I thought she was with you.
I dunno.
Maybe I shouldn't be here.
No, no...
You should be.
I know the two of you have had
your ups and downs.
We should go.
I feel so nauseous.
I should have just gone over there.
It's just... she was always
so good at hiding her feelings.
What if...?
Stop!
Don't even think that.
God, I hope it's not her!
(door creaks open)
Hi! Can I get a soy latte?
Wouldn't it be easier if I grabbed it?
Isn't that what I just...?
Just a soy latte.
Size?
Grande.
$4.28
Wait, do you have any fruit?
I thought you said "just" a soy latte.
Well?
I can sell you a banana for a dollar.
Sure.
It's gonna be $5.28.
(machine beeps)
Hey! Long time.
I guess.
Did you get a load of that girl?
What a snarky little bitch!
You okay?
Sure.
Oh, you should totally come out
to Lewport on the 20th for the 5K.
Not really a runner.
I'm singing the anthem.
What?
The Star-Spangled Banner,
at the start of the race.
Oh.
Good luck. I guess.
No! It'll be great.
You sure I can't get you to join?
I could get you in for free.
You have to pay to run now?
Well, it's for charity, and there's
going to be food and a party after.
Thanks.
But it's really not my thing.
Are you still YouTubing?
It's why I quit college.
Yoga videos, right?
Maybe you could shout me out.
Get more people at the event.
I don't know how many local people watch.
Well, it wouldn't hurt, would it? Come on.
I guess I could tag you
in a couple of posts.
Does it really mean that much to you...
that people watch you sing?
Of course.
It'll be a big event.
And you never know who might be there,
what connections people might have.
I don't know that people
go to listen to the singer.
Hey, do you mind if I ask?
How much do you make?
Like you have a lot of subscribers, right?
I do okay.
Actually, the last couple of years
it's really been growing.
I bet!
The pandemic must have
been wonderful for you.
All the studios close,
so people turn to you for yoga.
Is it just yoga?
Or like workouts and stuff?
Hey, Jill...
I don't mean to sound rude, but...
I'm here to...
Oh.
I thought you were...?
We've got something important.
Mm-hmm.
All right.
Well, I guess I'll leave you to it.
Don't forget to tag me.
Good luck rehearsing, or whatever.
(grunts)
I don't even know what you want me to say.
Did you see her last night?
Yeah, I did.
Okay. So, what happened?
She came over, and then she went home.
Did you kill her?
Jesus!
What?
All I know...
You messaged me!
You told me about that, like...?
You were the last person she saw!
What the fuck, Amber?
I thought you wanted to talk.
Are you seriously accusing me?
Who else?
Are you insane?
You told me!
All that I know...
is that she jumped off the falls.
Sure.
And why would she do that?
How am I supposed to know that?
Look,
I'm not the one...
that's sitting here accusing
someone else of murder.
I thought you wanted to come here
just to talk, to work things out.
Fuck this.
For all I know,
you killed her.
What? I loved her!
Yeah, me too.
You did not love her, Steve.
You were with her for all of what?
Five minutes?
Don't you think it's a little messed up?
What you did?
Going to ID the body?
That should have been me.
Are you fucking kidding me?
I've known her for ten years.
You went and ID'd the body,
and I didn't even know.
Don't you think that's a little bit,
you know... suspect?
Her mom called me.
Yeah, and we both know why.
You should have told her the damn truth.
Look, what are you expecting of me?
Why am I even here?
What do you want?
I don't know, Steve.
Sorry, okay?
You don't think that this is maybe
all a little traumatic for me?
Okay.
I get it.
But this is fucked.
All right.
Look,
Did you really call me here
just to accuse me?
Or do you actually think that we might
be able to help each other?
I don't know.
I, I just thought that you should know.
And okay, maybe you're right.
Maybe I should have told her mom about you.
I didn't know that she didn't know.
But then she called me,
and I had to go, didn't I?
You wouldn't want to have seen her anyway.
Rachel, I mean.
Yes, I would have.
I wish I didn't.
The truth is, I thought you'd be someone...
I don't know.
You're right, okay?
I knew I needed to tell you, and I just
thought that maybe what I'm feeling,
and what you're feeling,
aren't that different.
I mean, we can't be friends, but...
I get it.
Okay?
Look,
I know how you felt about Rachel,
all right?
And...
you know, me and her, that had...
That had nothing to do with you. Okay?
I was never,
ever trying to hurt you.
And...
Sorry I called you a murderer.
I don't really think that.
Fuck! Sorry.
I don't know whether to cry or puke.
Call her mom, I guess.
Or I can explain if you want me to.
- Hey, Steve!
It's been a minute, right?
Mind if I sit?
I don't see why not.
You're not trying to get with
that mousy thing, are you?
She's not...
How do we say?
That way inclined.
No.
That was something entirely different.
Good.
So,
how you been?
You seeing anyone?
You know what?
No, I guess not.
Naughty. You don't seem sure.
Well...
It's complicated?
You know what's not complicated, don't you?
Remember the fun we used to have? Right?
You always know how to cut right
through the bullshit, don't you?
Of course.
You want some?
No, thanks.
Well, Jill...
You know, it was nice seeing you and all.
But...
I really think I should be going.
Aww, well, text me if you want to...
you know.
Any time?
What about Chris?
No.
You know how nosy she is.
She would be in everyone's face,
and she'd be trying...
to put the blame on us, and make
it look like we caused the suicide.
At her funeral? Really?
She likes to be the center of attention.
I'd rather just keep this
as small as we can.
We can send out notes.
Well, what about Rachel's friends?
I already told Amber.
Are you kidding me?
You know how I feel about her.
(sighs)
Tony,
she's dead.
Can you just let it go?
Our daughter was a lesbian.
Okay?
Does it really matter at this point?
Lesbian?
She went out with plenty of guys.
It's that little dyke,
putting ideas in her head.
You can't use that word.
You need to be respectful of the
LGBTQIA+ community.
- I A?
- Rachel was a part of it.
I. A.?
What's that?
Intersex and asexual.
Are you kidding me?
How many more letters are they gonna add?
Why can't it just be gay community, etc?
Why do we have to know specifically...
who they are and aren't sleeping
with at any given time?
Okay,
you made your point.
But,
Amber's a nice girl, and...
I think we ought to get closer to her.
She's been coming around to the
house since she was a little girl.
Rachel wasn't a lesbian.
Amber? Sure.
But, you know as well as I do,
Rachel was straight.
Maybe she just did something
with her to humor her.
Like you said; they were close.
Exactly.
They were close.
And whatever you say,
Amber is a nice girl, Rachel liked her,
and she ought to be here.
Whether you want to stay in denial or not,
about what they were, or they weren't,
that girl is just as torn up as we are.
You're right. It doesn't matter
anymore, does it?
No.
I'll just... I'll put something online
or in the papers.
What?
For the funeral?
No, no, no.
I'll just contact a couple of
her friends on Facebook.
Anyone that was important will hear
about it one way or the other.
I don't want this to be a circus,
and I don't want her obituary in the news.
Do you know what?
It's already out there, isn't it?
Anyone that really cared about her
will reach out to us. Won't they?
Pretty much.
What do you want?
I don't know.
The whole thing is...
kinda messed up.
No offense, but...
I don't really believe in therapy.
So what brought you here?
I guess I just...
didn't have anyone to talk to.
And I keep hearing everyone say
that they've got a therapist,
in the way that you have a hairdresser
or a favorite grocery store.
It's just something you're
supposed to have.
So I thought...
Well, why not?
It's what you're supposed to do, right?
But you're here because you have
something you want to say.
Right!
And I've got no one to go to.
So...
here I am with you.
Isn't that pathetic?
Well, I hope not.
But you have a choice.
You don't have to be here.
You could talk to family, right?
Maybe.
I guess.
I think what I thought might
be good about this is that...
I can talk to you, and you're not
supposed to judge me, right?
Or I don't have to get embarrassed, or...
worried about who you'll go gossiping to.
Is that what you would expect
from your family?
Gossiping?
I don't...
Is this where you're trying to work out
my childhood...
so you can tell me what's wrong with me?
No.
Let's try again.
What do you want?
All right.
My...
One of my best friends just killed
herself; jumped into Niagara Falls.
Okay.
And I just don't know...
I mean, how do people...?
Fuck! I guess it doesn't really matter.
She was my girl-...
Ex-girlfriend,
and I just don't get how she could...
I mean, I thought she...
You know, she just had this personality
shift, and I never really made sense of it.
But even before we broke up,
we'd spoken, and...
she said it was nothing personal,
she just...
realized she was straight.
I guess she "reverse came out"
or something.
How did that make you feel?
It made me feel like shit!!!
I mean...
She wasn't mean about it or anything.
And now I'm left wondering, why?
What was going through her head?
How could she go from the person that
I knew, to wanting to kill herself?
I mean, I guess I don't understand how
anyone would kill themselves, but...
You know? I thought we would always
have time to work it out.
You know? Maybe she'd
realize that she still...
I know it's stupid.
And...
Now I can't say anything, and...
I don't want to talk to Steve about it.
Steve?
The guy she left me for.
Is there any more you want
to say about that?
I just...
It doesn't feel real yet. You know?
I guess my main question, the thing that
I can't wrap my head around, is...
Why?
I don't want to blame Steve,
but I can't...
know if she was already going
through something or not.
You know? Maybe that's why she left me.
I just really thought that we would...
always have time to work it out,
but then she changed, and...
now she's gone, and...
none of it matters.
I just want her back.
And I know that she's dead, I do,
but I can't help imagining that she's not.
You know, Amber...
grief is sometimes very
difficult to process through.
Yeah, I just...
I keep thinking:
What's the point if we're
all just going to die?
Are you religious?
No.
Ok then, let me be...
let me be honest.
Grief and trauma, that's not my specialty.
When I asked about religion,
I have found that people find solace...
in their faith, draw strength from it.
I'm not very religious either.
The conversations that you'll have with me,
if you choose to go on,
they may benefit you.
My goal is to get you
to a place where you are...
accepting...
of this reality,
and give you the tools
to help move forward.
I know that...
none of this is going
to help you right now,
but...
it's an attempt on my part to give you
something to work with.
No, it does.
I wonder if it was somehow all my fault.
I don't believe that to be the case.
You know, Amber, things happen,
that we oftentimes don't have control over.
You don't need to blame yourself.
Things happen,
and we can't hold ourselves
responsible for the actions of others.
From what you've told me, you've done
everything you could to connect with...
your friend,
to work on that relationship.
She was going through something
you couldn't possibly have known about.
Something darker and deeper,
and unfortunately, she chose to...
take her own life.
You know...?
I gotta be honest, you're not
really what I was expecting.
Thank you for that.
I always want to be a little
different than the rest.
Listen, I'm available,
if you want to continue our conversations.
Totally up to you.
But I want to let you know that I'm here,
if you want to meet regularly.
Sure.
This was...
helpful.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
(knock on door)
Yes?
Hi.
I know this might be awkward,
but can we talk?
What about?
Umm...
Well, I'm here for Rachel's funeral, and...
I thought it'd be...
less weird if I came to talk to you first,
instead of me just showing up.
What do you want?
I'm sorry.
About what?
Come on!
It's fine, okay?
I'm over it.
I've grown up.
I didn't know what to do.
No, you didn't.
But it's been years.
What was I supposed to do?
You told me you were in love with me,
and I'm straight!
And, yeah, I reacted in a really shitty
way, and maybe I just wasn't...
mature enough for it, I don't know.
And now...
Now Rachel's dead?
And I can imagine how...
hard that is for you.
I hope...
Are you doing okay?
No, of course not!
But since when do you give a shit?
I'm trying!
It was complicated.
I think she would have...
I mean, there's a lot of love between us,
even if she was confused, but now...
Can we be friends?
Maybe we could hang out sometime.
I'm here for a couple weeks.
Let's just get through the funeral.
Sure.
- Hey!
Hi.
Seems like someone wants us to hang out.
- Oh?
- We keep bumping into each other.
I guess. I'm just here
to grab a few things.
Oh, my God.
What?
See that woman over there?
- What about her?
Fat bitch kept me waiting
in line for fifteen minutes...
while she was trying on jeans just now.
Fucking skinny jeans too.
Can you believe it?
Skinny? Her?
You shouldn't body shame.
She's not even that fat.
See, this is the problem.
I'm all for respecting everyone's
differences and all that,
but this is how it starts.
Normalizing it.
Like, come on, know your place.
Walking around, acting like you're hot
shit, and we're all supposed to play along?
Why?
There's way bigger people.
Oh, I know, like those fat fucks that can't
even fit into a seat at the movie theater?
Or this one time I was going to Florida,
and this fucking elephant
sat next to me on the plane.
Maybe that's why they keep serving peanuts.
You having a bad day or something?
Me? No.
So you want to grab coffee?
Since we're both here.
Actually,
I was about to head out.
All right, next time, I guess.
Two times is a coincidence.
Three times is fate.
Some friend you got there.
So girls like you two think you can just...
say whatever you want,
like nobody else has feelings?
Huh?
You want a spin in here?
It might loosen up that tight ass of yours.
(banging)
It's taken.
(louder banging)
It's occupied!
(metal shink sound)
What the hell?
Are you crazy?
(screaming)
- I'll call an ambulance.
No!
But, you're bleeding!
I can't do that to my family!
Stop!
I'm not insured!
Hello?
(radio)
- I think we still have a real problem
- with the lack of representation.
- I'm a Jewish, Hispanic, nonbinary,
single-mom of color.
Don't shoot!
- With a disability.
Hey!
- People like me are everywhere in society.
When did you get back in town?
A few days ago.
I didn't know you lived around here.
I'm actually staying just around
the corner. What are the odds?
Small world.
Who are you staying with?
Oh, it's just an Airbnb.
You know? I didn't know
you were so into guns.
Yeah, my dad used to take
me hunting all the time.
Now I just go to the range, mostly.
When you're not invaded by squirrels?
Right.
Do you shoot?
God, no!
Oh, not a patriot?
It's just not really my thing.
You sure?
This guy's been sneaking around a lot.
I think I got him for trespassing.
And I swear,
he's stealing Buster's food.
Who?
My cat.
Oh, you feed your cat outside?
Why not?
Are you going to
Rachel Grabowski's funeral?
You don't know her?
I don't think so.
She was this girl from school.
You might not have met her,
but we knew each other since we were kids.
Sorry.
She killed herself.
Guess, you never know.
Shit.
Well...
No, I had no idea.
Sorry!
Is that why you're back?
Yeah.
Well, I...
I'd like to say
it's great seeing you again.
I mean, it is great seeing you,
but you know what I mean.
But you know Amber Bernstein though, right?
Yeah, actually, I keep bumping into her.
Why?
She was her girlfriend.
No way!
I guess that makes a little more sense now.
What?
I don't know, she just seemed
kind of bummed out.
Suicide?
Things happen, I guess.
Look, man, the best thing
you could do right now is just move on.
I mean you were only
seeing her for all of five minutes.
I mean, you're right, but...
I get it.
You're so upset because she's dead, but...
But what?
But look, be real man.
Would you care if she wasn't?
I mean, you were only banging her, right?
Cold, man.
Am I wrong?
I mean... no.
But...
Well, you need to get yourself
back out there on the horse, bro.
If I was in your situation right now,
I would be milking that shit
for all the pussy I could get.
Actually,
I did bump into Jill the other day.
Oh?
She still obsessed with you?
She didn't even know about what happened.
But she didn't make it pretty clear,
I could fuck her any time I wanted.
Do it.
Bro, you gotta do it.
I don't know, man, like,
aren't I supposed to be grieving?
How is it going to look if I just
start fucking somebody else right now?
Were you even exclusive with Rachel?
She thought so.
Look, how about this?
Me and you, we're going
to go out Friday. All right?
We have a couple of
drinks, go have some fun,
meet us a little couple of
honeys, get out of the house.
For once.
Okay.
All right?
I'm not saying
you need to get laid right away,
but hey, if it happens, I mean,
why the fuck not?
Am I right?
Huh?
(ominous tones)
(Thalia)
- I'm not taking no for an answer.
- And I've been living by myself,
ever since we broke up.
- I mean, the apartment's nice and all,
- but I missed my family,
- and everyone else here.
- Maybe big city life just wasn't for me.
So what would you do here?
Well, for one,
I'd spend more time with you.
You know...
I didn't mean to ghost you before.
I just didn't know what to say.
And then,
the longer I took to respond, the
harder it was to say anything.
Don't make a big thing out of it. Okay?
Just be a friend.
(Thalia singing to herself)
There's so many seagulls,
Look at all the seagulls.
(Thalia)
There's like, literally, so many of them.
What the heck?
It's like snow from far away.
(Amber) I bet none of
those seagulls have a passport.
(Thalia)
I bet people feed them like crazy.
It's like endless.
Just little white specks over there.
Do you remember when we used to
go over to Canada so we could drink?
Yeah, why?
Just reminiscing, I guess.
Still want to go out for drinks sometime?
Absolutely!
Why not tonight?
- (radio) A new bill in Alabama could
make contraception illegal in the state,
- with six-month jail sentences for
possession of any form of birth control,
- including condoms, diaphragms...
(engine and radio cut off)
(male voice off-screen)
- Hey, ladies! What's up?
- Yo, could I get a ride?
- My car broke down down the street.
I gotta go pick up my
daughter from dance recital.
You have a dollar?
Cigarette?
Wanna bring me to drive-thru?
Get some food?
Come on man, I'm hungry man!
(club music)
Hey Steve! On the prowl?
Whatever do you mean?
Is that a challenge?
I know how to get you in the mood.
Hey, look, I'm not here to...
I see.
You seem off lately.
Someone break your heart?
Umm...
Yeah, well you're not...
You're not too far from the truth.
Poor guy.
You do know that,
I'm not interested in your heart, right?
I kind of figured that
from the banana stunt.
I don't know what you mean.
Sure.
I guess bananas are sexy.
But you do know what
the sexiest fruit is, right?
A cum-quat.
Come find me if you change your mind.
Damn, boy, already fighting them off, huh?
You gonna fuck her?
Don't you think I should
at least wait until after the funeral?
Listen, well you better
behave yourself boy, because...
here comes trouble.
Oh, man, she's with that girl Thalia, bro.
I've been trying to get with
her for the longest time, man.
I had a crush on her so bad.
Damn.
What do you think?
She's all right.
I mean, not really my type.
She's cute enough though.
I dunno, man.
There's just something...
ineffable about her.
I don't think you'd mind F-ing her to me.
You would be right, brother.
So what do you think? Wingman?
With Amber right there?
Yeah, you distract her, I go for Thalia.
What do you think?
All right, yeah.
My man! Come on! Let's go!
- All right.
Hey! New hair?
Yeah, it's temporary.
So... buy you a drink?
Sure.
As in... thanks for the drink,
but we're having a conversation.
It's okay, we know each other.
Derrick.
Hi.
And you're with Steve!
Hi Steve.
I take it you're out here
drowning your sorrows.
Yeah, you're here too. Aren't you?
Touch.
Pair of model citizens, we are.
So what's everyone having?
A cosmo.
Coke.
I'm driving.
Okay.
He'll need help.
I guess it's just us.
Alone.
Again.
You know? If...
If things were different,
didn't happen the way they did...
I kinda think we'd be good friends.
You mean where you didn't
steal my girlfriend who's now dead?
Well I...
I know what you saw in you.
I do, really.
Look, I am sorry about the
way that things turned out.
How they happened.
And... it's gotta be tough.
All this sympathy for me?
And you've got to think it all should
be for you, you've known her for so...
It's not about sympathy, asshole!
All right. Fine.
Just...
Bad choice of words.
All right?
If there's...
anything that I can...
Steve,
I appreciate what you're trying to do here,
but you're kind of the
worst person for me right now.
Well, I gotta say...
you're kinda cute when you're mad.
The fuck?
I'm a lesbian, Steve!
What are you doing?
I didn't mean it like that. Okay?
Look, just...
We've got something in common now.
Yeah?
Try expressing it when
you're not five beers deep.
All right.
Okay.
$36.80
Do I get to keep this?
- Sure.
Thank you.
Thanks.
Actually, can you hold this for a second?
Sure.
So it's... really good to see you again.
Yeah.
Oh hi!
Hi?
I'm sorry...
I don't know how to do this.
I didn't know what to
say to start a conversation.
Okay.
Oh wait!
Look, I'm really not here to meet any guys.
I don't know how to do this, but...
You're like, the most
beautiful girl I've ever seen.
Okay...
What's you name?
Egan.
Look, Egan?
Clearly, you're a nice guy,
but I'm really not looking
for anyone to hook up with.
So, I hope you have a nice night,
but I'm going to go
talk to my friends again.
Okay?
Okay.
No Steve?
Real stand-up guy, isn't he?
Fuck, what do I care?
Really it just makes
me think Rachel was an idiot.
I don't want to do that.
You know, we can leave if you need to.
No, it's fine.
Shall we dance?
You go ahead.
I'm going to take a minute.
Okay.
Come find us.
(shift to country music)
(Egan sings)
If we were a dream,
I could make you fall in love with me.
If we were in a kiss,
I would make you understand
all this.
I don't know what to say,
or how to make you feel this way,
but if you let me try, you'll love me.
You are all I need,
the only woman in this world for me.
If you would see me too,
I'd do everything I could for you.
If you'd give me a chance,
we'd be caught up
in a timeless dance.
I don't know what to say,
or how to make you feel this way,
but if you let me try, you'll love me.
You are all I need,
the only woman in this world for me!
(club music restarts)
(no audible dialogue)
Okay.
Slow down, stud-muffin.
Breathe.
Will you just stay here?
I have to go powder my nose.
Wait, uh?
I really have to go pee, Derrick.
Oh! Right.
I'll be right back, okay?
Okay. I'll see you when you get back.
(no audible dialogue)
(no audible dialogue)
Derrick!
Are you okay?
Help me!
Please! Somebody!
Somebody please help me!
Get the fuck away from me!
I don't know what to do!
Somebody please!
Stop dancing!
(funky lovin' music)
Good morning team!
Today, we're going to feel great.
I don't know about you guys,
but I always feel much more relaxed
after a nice calm stretching routine.
So we're going to start off this
twenty minute yoga stretch video with...
something very easy.
Just an arm across the chest.
Hold for thirty seconds,
and don't forget to
focus on your breathing.
Now, the other side.
(knocking on door)
What the fuck?
I got these for you.
Um...
This is a really nice house.
Did you follow me home?
Um...
You need to leave, or I'm calling the cops.
I just want to talk to you.
You're fucking stalking me!
I know this is weird.
I'm a nice guy.
I just wish you'd let me explain.
I must be fucking crazy.
So...
is this your parents' house?
No.
Wow!
Not many people as young as you
could afford a place as nice as this.
I guess not.
What do you want?
Well...
How do you make your money?
Online?
You seem to know a lot.
Who've you been talking to?
So how does that work?
E-commerce?
I make yoga videos online.
What the fuck?
You're starting to really freak me out.
Can I get you to leave yet?
Look,
I know this is weird, but, ah...
I'm trying to explain.
Oh, fuck!
You weren't at the club
by accident last night, were you?
No.
I came for you.
Well,
I've been cumming for
you for about a year now.
I'm @Dix4Chix14.
Hi!
Oh my fuck!
How did you find out where I live?
Look,
I'm really a nice guy.
Have you seen yourself?
(sighs heavily)
Look,
I'm in love with you.
And I helped you pay for a pretty big
chunk of this house with your OnlyFans.
If I'm not mistaken.
And what, you think I owe you something?
Well...
I just figured I know all about you.
If you knew all about me, maybe...
What, I'd fall in love with you?
Well,
You owe me a shot.
I don't owe you shit!
You've been paying to watch
me get naked and touch myself.
You've been jacking off to me
from behind a computer screen.
You've been paying for me
to act sexy and get you off.
That's what you bought,
and it's what you got.
You are a dirty little perve.
And I just helped you express that.
That's what this is all about.
Pathetic, loser, incel men like you,
who can't get laid in real life,
get to fantasize about girls like me.
Everybody wins.
You get to bust a nut,
and I get your money.
Now I'm a nice person,
so I'll ask you one more time, to leave.
And if I see you again,
you will be in a jail cell.
Do you understand me?
Look, I...
I never thought it would be like this.
Look, I know I caught
you off guard, and I'm sorry,
I'm sure there was a better way
I could have done this. But...
I never thought it would be like this.
You need to leave.
Okay.
But...
But look, I'm not a creep.
I'm a normal,
regular, nice guy...
with flowers.
I just...
Fuck!
I never thought it would be like this.
Okay, look,
let me at least give you my card.
That way, if you change your mind,
you can contact me.
Okay?
Sure.
How are you?
Yeah, it's been rough,
but I've been having some good times too.
Started hanging out with a friend again.
That's good.
That's really good to hear.
Yeah, I got to relax.
You know, I felt a little guilty.
Going out. But uh...
it felt really good.
Guilty?
You know, you're allowed to have fun.
Yeah, I know.
So how's everything else? Work?
I don't know what you do for a living.
I work online actually.
You know, it would be nice
to detox from it all, but I can't.
Not when I depend
on it for bills and stuff.
You mean, go offline?
Yeah, or just take a little break.
I mean, I guess I could,
but my subs would suffer.
Subs?
You lost me.
You know, if you don't keep uploading
content, people might just move on.
Do you find that environment healthy?
You know, it might not be such
a bad thing to take a little time away.
If you feel that's something you can do.
I can't.
I mean, could you just take some time off?
For something like this?
Absolutely.
So, how much time
do you spend on the computer?
On the phone?
Couple hours a day. I guess.
I mean, I'm never totally offline.
I have to keep things current.
But...
Then again, I never have
to go into an office either, so...
it all works out.
Do you make a good living?
It works for me. Why?
Are you looking for a business plan?
(laughs)
No, no I'm not.
You know, it's interesting.
I remember a time when the internet
used to make all those crazy modem noises.
You know, a page of text...
photos...
would take forever to upload.
Videos?
Streaming?
That just wasn't a thing.
So I guess you are what
they would call a digital native.
Well, like I said, it works for me.
Is this how therapy just works now?
We just chat?
Sometimes.
Yes.
We can talk about
anything you want to talk about.
For instance, I know, the funeral is soon.
Did you want to talk about that?
I guess not.
Actually, I think I might head out early.
I think a walk would do
me better than talking today.
If that's all right?
That's perfectly fine.
My time is yours.
Just let me know when you need it.
Thanks, Doc.
I'll come see you another day.
I think I'm doing okay for now.
All right.
Have a great night!
Sure.
Jill?
Hey! How's it going?
Not great.
I'm still in shock.
You don't know about Derrick?
No?
Do you want to get out of the rain?
So what is it?
Did you leave early or something?
What? The club?
I went home with Steve.
That explains that.
What?
Where Steve was.
I thought, maybe...
What?
I don't know where to begin.
I thought you were there.
Shit!
Okay. Brace yourself.
Derrick was murdered.
Stabbed.
Right on the dance floor.
What?
Has anyone told Steve?
He's not answering me or Amber.
Actually, Jill...
How was he when you were with him?
In bed?
No, um...
Did he give you any sort of vibe?
What do you mean?
Derrick was his best friend.
And Rachel,
the other girl who died,
my friend, and his girlfriend,
Girlfriend? He never said a thing.
Well, clearly, he had
other things going on in his...
head.
Didn't you say she was a lesbian?
She was with Amber for a while, but
I guess before she died, she hooked up...
with Steve or something.
Damn.
His best friend and his girlfriend?
Poor guy.
Right?
Now they're both dead?
I mean, you don't think...
Isn't that always the main suspect?
Steve?
I don't know.
I mean,
I guess, but he hasn't got it in him.
How well do you know him Jill?
I mean, to me, he always came
across as a self-obsessed vapid dick.
So...
Steve's a complete dick.
And I mean that.
You've heard the reputation, right?
Everyone has.
It's all true.
You know, you should maybe give
him a ride to take your mind off all this.
It's great stress relief.
You're like a dude!
Is sex all you think about?
Plus, I thought you had a boyfriend?
I do, but he's in Atlanta right now.
Even if he wasn't, we're polyamorous!
Billy's great, but he's older.
He doesn't have much of a sex drive.
This whole arrangement came out 'cause...
I wanted to have sex
all the time, and he didn't.
Found a solution that worked for everyone.
How can you talk about this right now?
Instead of all the death?
Exactly!
I don't know, Thalia.
I mean,
I know it's fucked up,
people dying, but from what I've heard,
Rachel was depressed and killed herself.
And as for Derrick,
I don't know, people stab each other.
It's probably just another racist
asshole who didn't even know him.
Or maybe he was in a gang or something.
Whoa!
Did you just say that?
It's not like we knew him well, and...
What?
Nothing.
It doesn't matter.
So, you were the last
girl he ever made out with?
I...
Do you even hear yourself?
I mean, I thought you'd
have more compassion than this.
I do have compassion,
but you know what?
There's people getting killed all the time.
I mean, who can even keep
count of the killings and all?
Look, I know how this sounds,
but there's only so many times you can
cry over a shooting or a stabbing or a...
suicide, and send
all the thoughts, prayers...
flowers and hashtags you want.
If something happens enough,
you just need to switch off,
or you'd be crying all the time.
Fuck!
I don't even know what to say.
Look, I just can't.
I'm not trying to upset you either.
It must have been fucked
to be there when Derrick died.
I guess you could have been
fucking him instead, with different timing.
He was a nice guy.
Besides,
You know? Any one of us could be next.
Come on! Next?
This is probably all just some coincidence.
The only difference is you knew them.
These are our friends, Jill.
I know.
I'm sorry.
Hey, are you coming to my 5K next Saturday?
(knocking on door)
(louder, thumping on door)
Oh... God.
- What the fuck?
I thought I'd better
check to see if you're okay.
What?
You don't know?
No?
I...
What time did you leave the club?
Early. I was tired.
I just...
Riiiiiight.
Heard from your friend Derrick?
No, why?
Because he got murdered.
That's why.
I'm here doing my bit
for the community, I guess.
You're serious, aren't you?
I texted him after I left the club.
He never replied.
I figured he was hooking up with Thalia.
No. Some fucking
lunatic stabbed him, and left.
No witnesses.
Can you believe that?
No one in that giant club saw thing.
Fuck!
Do you think someone's after me?
First Rachel, and now...
This is some kind of sick joke, isn't it?
No, you dick!
I'm here because
I thought you might be traumatized.
I mean I would be,
if somebody came in and...
Oh, fuck!
Oh, God!
Fuck!
There we go.
(solemn guitar music)
This means... Rachel was murdered.
Doesn't it?
You're just going nonchalant?
Who's nonchalant?
What the fuck do you want me to do?
Nothing, Steve.
Honestly, I came here because I still
kind of thought you might have been...
the one to kill Rachel.
(laughs)
Oh. Thanks.
You're welcome.
Clearly, neither of us is very
good at dealing with this appropriately.
Since when do you care about me?
I don't know.
Fuck, Steve.
Thalia was so messed up.
I had to wait with
her until she could sleep.
Did you try to get with her?
Now?
Sorry.
Has anybody told his parents?
I don't know. I don't think so.
Hey, Amber?
Yeah?
(sighs)
Look, I...
Thank you.
You didn't have to do this.
And you must think that
I'm a piece of shit right now.
Oh, I do.
But I'm a nice person.
I guess so.
Hey, will you...
stay with me for a while?
Come on.
Hold on.
Look, I feel like if I'm alone,
I'm going to go crazy.
And, um...
Besides,
you're...
we could talk about Rachel.
I'll stay,
but I don't want to talk about Rachel.
Anything you tell me might change the
way that I want to remember her. Okay?
Okay.
But, hey, um...
She loved you.
She did, and...
I'm sorry that I complicated things.
Okay.
Hey,
I mean it.
I know what she saw in you.
The only...
Honestly, I just think that she was
straight, and I think that's the only...
reason that she left you.
Okay?
But I know what she
saw in you, I really do.
Like, look... you're...
you're funny,
you're kind, you're great to talk to.
I mean, look, you're here
with me telling me this.
When, I mean,
when you still must think
I'm a piece of garbage.
And I know that you're
immune to this, but...
I mean, you're beautiful.
You really are.
And...
And, yeah...
I thought you should know.
(she laughs)
You are not coming on to me.
(he laughs)
Sorry, I thought it would help.
Oh, Steve.
You're just a walking dildo, aren't you?
I...
It's fine.
Maybe it's because I'm feeling
pretty messed up about everything.
But...
I don't know anymore.
You really think I'm hot?
I do.
You know what?
Fuck it.
You want to fuck me, don't you?
Are you serious?
No, I'm not fucking serious!
What is wrong with you?
Jesus, do you think that's funny?
Kinda, I mean, do you ever
think about getting with a dude?
Urgh, no!
Okay, I get your point.
Do you though?
I mean, I guess it's not your fault.
You don't know what to do when you're not
fucking or trying to fuck someone. Do you?
Come on!
That's not fair!
Oh no?
That's why you left early, isn't it?
What?
The club!
You found somebody to fuck, didn't you?
She still here?
No, I...
I'm not mad.
I get it.
Really.
I mean, this all must be
just so traumatic for you.
And the only way for you to get over
the heartache of your dead girlfriend...
is by sticking it in anyone you can.
I mean, you just can't resist the urge.
Can you?
Even if on some level,
you must know it's wrong.
It's not like that!
Sure it is, Steve.
Don't worry.
I mean,
I get it.
The only thing I've been able to think
about since walking through that door...
is sticking it in you.
That doesn't even make any...
(intense music)
(stabbing and groaning noises)
I wrestled with myself about
whether I should say something or not,
or even if I'd be able to do so.
For 22 years,
I looked after and loved Rachel.
She was becoming...
She was...
an incredibly talented and...
intelligent,
beautiful young woman.
(obnoxious rap beat)
But she had demons,
and I didn't know, because...
-I'm listening to shit,
-'Cuz I'm a dick, 'cuz I'm a dick.
-I'm listening to shit, because
I'm a dick, because I'm a dick.
Oh yeah.
I'm listening to shit...
- Because I'm a dick.
- I'm listening to shit in public,
because I'm a dick!
- 'Cuz I'm a dick!
(music fades into distance)
A mother shouldn't
have to bury her own child.
She's with God now.
I know this is going to be hard,
but I find some peace in that.
Rachel,
we're going to miss you!
I don't know what we're
going to do without you.
I love you.
- (radio) After the mass shooting on
Wednesday in Pinckney, Michigan,
- the 37th school shooting in
the country so far this month,
- those snowflake democrats are once
again pushing for tighter restrictions
- on our freedoms, including...
- limiting weapons to fifteen
assault rifles per person...
- or less!!!
(knock on window)
Hey!
Hi!
No Mrs. Grabowski today?
She decided to work, which is
funny, because this was her idea.
Hmm...
Is there a problem?
No.
Are you going to run today or what?
No. I came for Jill,
but then I saw you.
Okay, well, "Hi", but I gotta get going.
Wait a second.
What?
I know you don't like me.
I like you just fine.
I just don't like you putting
ideas in my daughter's head.
Okay.
Well, I thought that since she's gone,
we could bury the hatchet.
Look, I'm sorry. It's just...
The problem is...
I don't have a hatchet.
No...
Instead, all I've got is this tiny little
knife.
What the fuck?
(indistinct chatter)
All right folks,
welcome to today's 5K race.
We've got people from all over Western
New York: Buffalo, Amherst, Cheektowaga,
North Tonawanda. Everywhere
you can think of, right here today.
Let's get those personal bests out.
Let's get those shirts out.
Let's get those streamers out.
I don't even know what
I'm talking about anymore!
But here, to kick things off...
with the national anthem,
is Jill Ciabatta!
Yeah!
Oh, say, can you see,
by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd
at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
through the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watch'd
were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare,
the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night
that our flag was still there,
O say does that star-spangled
banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free
and the home of the brave?
(applause)
All righty, five k-ers!
Here we go!
On your mark!
Get set!
Go!!!
(air horn sound)
(unidentified voice)
- Good luck, runners!
Hey, that was really good.
Thanks.
(killer theme music)
(gory squelching sound)
(door buzzer)
(Thalia)
- So...
- what do you want to do?
Do you want to order something?
Oh, don't worry.
I'm taking care of that.
You eat meat, right?
Sure.
I know, the first time,
I just snapped.
What do you mean?
Oh, Rachel.
Oh! Yeah.
And then Derrick?
I mean...
What the fuck is going on?
I mean, she left me for a guy!
What was I supposed to do?
Hey, what was going on with Rachel...
had nothing to do with you.
Me?
No, not at all.
I was just...
so upset.
And, you know,
Steve is just a meatsack, right?
He didn't give two fucks about Rachel.
But I guess sooner or later,
all the girls sleep with Steve.
Hell, I bet even you have.
You have.
No.
It wouldn't matter if you had,
I just...
don't get it.
I guess I'd have to be straight.
But Rachel was the love of my life.
And after what happened with you,
or rather, what didn't happen with you,
I just never thought I'd be so excited
just to be around another person again.
But there she was...
She was so fucking sweet.
Until she just dropped me.
Maybe... she wasn't gay.
Don't! I keep hearing that.
And she was, at least she was with me,
and she loved me, right until...
Fucking Steve!!!
Have you been drinking?
No, why?
You seem...
I do seem, don't I?
It's just all too much. You know?
I do know.
I completely understand.
No, you don't! You...
Hey, can I ask...?
Why did you kiss Derrick?
He was cute.
What do you mean?
I just don't get it, is all.
I mean, this whole time...
you've been flirting with me.
No, I...
Amber,
I want to help you, but...
But what?
You're not into girls?
Exactly.
Give it up!
You're lying to me.
You're lying to yourself.
It's okay.
Fuck!
You're beautiful.
I know you're suffering,
but listen to me.
If you were a guy, you'd be...
Oh, but I'm not.
If I were a guy,
then we'd have some fun. Right?
Can we just talk about what's going on?
I know you're stressed
beyond the point of...
You know? I can't take it either!
You know what's really fucked up?
Fuck!
I know I overreacted,
but after her, it just got easy.
Fun, even.
Did you know I used to be vegetarian?
No.
Well, I was, for a whole year.
And when I went back to eating meat,
at first, I couldn't.
I was almost sick.
It was revolting.
But...
at the same time,
delicious.
Like...
seeing that bitch get what she deserved.
Or like...
watching poor little
Steve bleed out on the floor.
Has anyone even found him yet?
See? They're all completely
irrelevant in the grand scheme.
Who...
gives...
a fuck?
We're better off!
And now...
I feel great.
Now I've got a taste for it.
What are you saying?
Oh, come on,
you're a smart girl.
If you're joking,
this isn't fucking funny, Amber.
It doesn't matter if it's funny or not.
I'm through.
My feelings matter too.
My whole life, people have been
telling me how I should and shouldn't feel.
What?!
Really?
Do you even hear yourself?
People like me,
like us, deserve to be heard.
The fuck?
This isn't a statement, you psycho!
Do you know how many steps back
you're taking for the gay community?
For women, for...?
Honey...
No.
At least...
I know what I am.
You could have saved all this, you know?
If you had just loved me way back when.
Who knows?
(cracking sound)
(coughing and choking)
Oh fuck,
what do I know anyway?
Maybe it isn't all so simple.
Hey!
Hi!
Don't be shy.
If you don't mind my saying, you look...
Let's see if you can put your
mouth where your money is.
What?
Oh God!
Ugh! What the fuck?
Don't look at me like that.
I know you like it rough.
Ow! God...
Ow!
Jesus!
Come on. Hit me back!
Well, I mean, I really don't think...
that's something that I should do.
Do you want me or not?
(knocking on door)
What's that?
I called right before you got here.
(door bangs open)
(footsteps)
Help! Help! In here please!
- Police! Don't move!
Show me your hands!
(gunshot)
Fuck.
Thank God.
He was trying to rape me.
(softly)
I thought he had a weapon.
He got my friend.
Are you all right?
You've had a pretty grueling night.
And you're not going to be allowed to
go back to your house any time soon.
Do you have a safe place to stay?
We'll be in contact.
Why don't you go...?
Try to get some rest. If you can.
(chirpy caf music)
Can I help you?
Can I get a red-eye?
Sure.
Hey, can ask you a question?
I guess.
Do you believe in the saying,
"what goes around comes around"?
I don't know.
That's a weird thing to ask.
Why?
It's just that every time I come
in here, you're being a little bitch.
Oh, excuse me?!
(killer theme music)
(coin jar clinking)
Uh, you're early.
How are you doing, Amber?
You look like you're in a good mood.
You know? I am.
I think I'm just really excited.
- About what?
Oh, you know. Things are
starting to look up somehow.
You know...?
No one is expecting you
to be perfectly balanced.
You don't need to put on a front.
I'm not, honestly, but
I'm so glad you said that.
You know, there's something
I'd really like to get off my chest.
If that's okay with you.
Shoot.
I've been on a little bit
of a killing spree lately.
- Metaphorically, right?
- I mean I...
I couldn't keep that confidential,
you know?
Oh no? That's such a pity, Doc.
See, after I killed that cheating
bitch Rachel, I felt so much better.
And after I murdered her man-whore
boyfriend, oh my God, it's been like...
walking on clouds.
Oh, and Thalia, the "friend"
that I reconnected with?
Yeah, turns out that I misjudged her.
See, she could dye her hair,
but she couldn't go to a fucking funeral?
Bitch had to go!
- This isn't funny, Amber.
I ain't jokin' dude.
You know what I think though?
People like you are the worst.
You just want to take people's money, so
you can offer them some common sense...
advice that they could just as
easily get from an old guy in a diner.
- You're scaring me, Amber.
I mean, you can't be serious
about killing those people.
All this time, I thought
I had to set you up to back me up,
but I don't.
I don't need anyone's help,
especially not yours.
- Okay, we're done here.
I'm calling the police!
Oh friend, you don't think
I haven't thought all this through?
(stab and squelch sound)
(upbeat music)
One
Two
Three
When the whole wants to kiss my ass,
'cause I got all the goods to flaunt.
Gotta use what I got to get the best.
Yeah, I'm going to do
what the fuck I want.
If it's killing or it's lying or
it's getting subs
getting drooled on by the pimps.
Gotta get mine, 'cuz I'm number one.
Yeah, not gonna waste
my time with no simps.
Don't cross me, I'll cross you back!
Can't stop me, I'll just attack!
Gotta love me like a dbutante.
Yeah, I'm gonna do
what the fuck I want!
We made a new flick,
Let's make it a hit, because it is sick
We're dropping our bit,
Let's make a hit, we're making it big.
We're singing like this,
on the credits.
We're singing this in public,
to make it a hit!
We got no cash.
Make it a hit!
Got no studio clout.
C'mon, make it a hit.
Nobody got paid.
Ow! That hurt a bit.
The backend's gotta hit, right now.
Let's make it a hit!
Uh!
We didn't crowdfund,
and we didn't max cards,
We got our stuff together,
and we worked it real hard.
We hope you had a good time,
and we'd do it again,
but first, we gotta do something
about the rent!
Ooh, what's wrong, babe?
You look down.
I'm good.
Boy trouble?
Girl, actually.
Really?
I might be able to help with that.
Oh?
Sure. I mean, just because one chick
was shit doesn't mean we all are. Right?
What do you want?
On the house.
A DVD?
Yeah, you said you didn't
want to Netflix and chill, so...
So, if it's a disc it's different?
Hey...
I thought you'd want to check it out.
Some friends of mine from college made it.
Seriously?
Why would I want to watch
some cheap amateur film?
I barely watch any real ones.
Well...
If you don't want to watch it, we can
always just find something else to do.
Oh?
Such as?
Well...
What did everybody used to do for human
interaction before everything went to Zoom?
What's this? Pandemic porn?
Making a sequel for your friends?
I never said anything
about filming anything...
did I?
But...
It might be good for your followers...
and I know how important they are to you.
If you weren't so cute, you would not
be able to get away with being this cocky.
I know.
What about your friends' film?
Hey, they've already got my money.
Steve,
I like you,
but you've got a...
reputation.
Whatever do you mean?
I mean...
I'm definitely already going to fuck you,
so I'm going to make you work for it.
Whatever malicious rumors...
that you've heard about me,
I swear,
at least half of them...
aren't true.
Let's just watch your stupid movie.
All right.
Hey, Steve?
Yeah?
How good's your impulse control?
I'm going to show you something,
but you have to stay right there.
Thank you.
All right. I'll see you.
Cool.
(single-note tense music)
(title music begins)
I've got my 7 kills, 3 songs and a
banana, but my math might not be good...
...rockin' Crocs with pajamas.
You here for a horror, musical...
...or a drama?
Is it suitable for kids...
...or could you watch
it with your nana?
Nobody knows.
Genre bending is the game.
Breakin' down fourth walls 'till
you're calling out its name.
Just take a seat.
You'll be done in a couple of hours.
You've seen plenty o' crap before,
so now take chance on ours.
Maybe count the kills, or the songs.
Be our guest.
Those bananas.
Rippin', trippin', slippin',
flippin' are the best.
Maybe get offended and
no longer be our friend,
but you'll see, we've got no limits,
and we'd do it again.
I've got my 7 kills, 3 songs and a
banana, but my math might not be good...
...rockin' Crocs with pajamas.
You here for a horror,
musical, or a drama?
Is it suitable for kids, or could
you watch it with your nana?
And hold here for thirty seconds.
Just go as far as you can go.
No injuries, please.
Now we're going to relax...
to downward dog.
Breathe in,
and out.
Back to center for some stretches.
Right arm over your
chest as far as it can go.
Hold for ten.
Now the other side.
(phone vibrates)
Hello.
- Amber?
Yes. Who's this?
- It's Gloria.
- Rachel's mom.
- Have you heard...?
- or seen her?
I haven't seen her...
for a few...
What...? Why?
- When did you last see Rachel?
I don't know. We...
- Could you come over to the house?
What's going on?
- I've just had a call from the police.
- They want me to go up to Youngstown.
- I can't drive, I..., I just can't.
Are you okay?
- A body of a young woman
washed up on the beach, and they...
- They think it's...
- It's Rachel.
- She has her ID.
- I have to go and identify the...
- Can you take me?
Yeah, of course.
Yeah, I'll... be right over.
I didn't know who else to call,
but I don't know where she went last night.
I thought she was with you.
I haven't seen her for a few weeks.
Oh...
I'm so glad that you thought to call me.
I just...
You know how much I love her, but...
we got into an argument, and...
I tried reaching out, but she...
She said she needed space, so...
The two of you broke up?
No.
I don't think so.
I feel awful being here.
Sorry.
She just got so angry at me one night
for nothing that made any sense at all.
And I tried calling and texting, but...
I thought that if I just left it alone
for a few days, everything would be okay.
She was so upbeat at dinner last night,
more than she's been in a long time.
That's why I thought she was with you.
I dunno.
Maybe I shouldn't be here.
No, no...
You should be.
I know the two of you have had
your ups and downs.
We should go.
I feel so nauseous.
I should have just gone over there.
It's just... she was always
so good at hiding her feelings.
What if...?
Stop!
Don't even think that.
God, I hope it's not her!
(door creaks open)
Hi! Can I get a soy latte?
Wouldn't it be easier if I grabbed it?
Isn't that what I just...?
Just a soy latte.
Size?
Grande.
$4.28
Wait, do you have any fruit?
I thought you said "just" a soy latte.
Well?
I can sell you a banana for a dollar.
Sure.
It's gonna be $5.28.
(machine beeps)
Hey! Long time.
I guess.
Did you get a load of that girl?
What a snarky little bitch!
You okay?
Sure.
Oh, you should totally come out
to Lewport on the 20th for the 5K.
Not really a runner.
I'm singing the anthem.
What?
The Star-Spangled Banner,
at the start of the race.
Oh.
Good luck. I guess.
No! It'll be great.
You sure I can't get you to join?
I could get you in for free.
You have to pay to run now?
Well, it's for charity, and there's
going to be food and a party after.
Thanks.
But it's really not my thing.
Are you still YouTubing?
It's why I quit college.
Yoga videos, right?
Maybe you could shout me out.
Get more people at the event.
I don't know how many local people watch.
Well, it wouldn't hurt, would it? Come on.
I guess I could tag you
in a couple of posts.
Does it really mean that much to you...
that people watch you sing?
Of course.
It'll be a big event.
And you never know who might be there,
what connections people might have.
I don't know that people
go to listen to the singer.
Hey, do you mind if I ask?
How much do you make?
Like you have a lot of subscribers, right?
I do okay.
Actually, the last couple of years
it's really been growing.
I bet!
The pandemic must have
been wonderful for you.
All the studios close,
so people turn to you for yoga.
Is it just yoga?
Or like workouts and stuff?
Hey, Jill...
I don't mean to sound rude, but...
I'm here to...
Oh.
I thought you were...?
We've got something important.
Mm-hmm.
All right.
Well, I guess I'll leave you to it.
Don't forget to tag me.
Good luck rehearsing, or whatever.
(grunts)
I don't even know what you want me to say.
Did you see her last night?
Yeah, I did.
Okay. So, what happened?
She came over, and then she went home.
Did you kill her?
Jesus!
What?
All I know...
You messaged me!
You told me about that, like...?
You were the last person she saw!
What the fuck, Amber?
I thought you wanted to talk.
Are you seriously accusing me?
Who else?
Are you insane?
You told me!
All that I know...
is that she jumped off the falls.
Sure.
And why would she do that?
How am I supposed to know that?
Look,
I'm not the one...
that's sitting here accusing
someone else of murder.
I thought you wanted to come here
just to talk, to work things out.
Fuck this.
For all I know,
you killed her.
What? I loved her!
Yeah, me too.
You did not love her, Steve.
You were with her for all of what?
Five minutes?
Don't you think it's a little messed up?
What you did?
Going to ID the body?
That should have been me.
Are you fucking kidding me?
I've known her for ten years.
You went and ID'd the body,
and I didn't even know.
Don't you think that's a little bit,
you know... suspect?
Her mom called me.
Yeah, and we both know why.
You should have told her the damn truth.
Look, what are you expecting of me?
Why am I even here?
What do you want?
I don't know, Steve.
Sorry, okay?
You don't think that this is maybe
all a little traumatic for me?
Okay.
I get it.
But this is fucked.
All right.
Look,
Did you really call me here
just to accuse me?
Or do you actually think that we might
be able to help each other?
I don't know.
I, I just thought that you should know.
And okay, maybe you're right.
Maybe I should have told her mom about you.
I didn't know that she didn't know.
But then she called me,
and I had to go, didn't I?
You wouldn't want to have seen her anyway.
Rachel, I mean.
Yes, I would have.
I wish I didn't.
The truth is, I thought you'd be someone...
I don't know.
You're right, okay?
I knew I needed to tell you, and I just
thought that maybe what I'm feeling,
and what you're feeling,
aren't that different.
I mean, we can't be friends, but...
I get it.
Okay?
Look,
I know how you felt about Rachel,
all right?
And...
you know, me and her, that had...
That had nothing to do with you. Okay?
I was never,
ever trying to hurt you.
And...
Sorry I called you a murderer.
I don't really think that.
Fuck! Sorry.
I don't know whether to cry or puke.
Call her mom, I guess.
Or I can explain if you want me to.
- Hey, Steve!
It's been a minute, right?
Mind if I sit?
I don't see why not.
You're not trying to get with
that mousy thing, are you?
She's not...
How do we say?
That way inclined.
No.
That was something entirely different.
Good.
So,
how you been?
You seeing anyone?
You know what?
No, I guess not.
Naughty. You don't seem sure.
Well...
It's complicated?
You know what's not complicated, don't you?
Remember the fun we used to have? Right?
You always know how to cut right
through the bullshit, don't you?
Of course.
You want some?
No, thanks.
Well, Jill...
You know, it was nice seeing you and all.
But...
I really think I should be going.
Aww, well, text me if you want to...
you know.
Any time?
What about Chris?
No.
You know how nosy she is.
She would be in everyone's face,
and she'd be trying...
to put the blame on us, and make
it look like we caused the suicide.
At her funeral? Really?
She likes to be the center of attention.
I'd rather just keep this
as small as we can.
We can send out notes.
Well, what about Rachel's friends?
I already told Amber.
Are you kidding me?
You know how I feel about her.
(sighs)
Tony,
she's dead.
Can you just let it go?
Our daughter was a lesbian.
Okay?
Does it really matter at this point?
Lesbian?
She went out with plenty of guys.
It's that little dyke,
putting ideas in her head.
You can't use that word.
You need to be respectful of the
LGBTQIA+ community.
- I A?
- Rachel was a part of it.
I. A.?
What's that?
Intersex and asexual.
Are you kidding me?
How many more letters are they gonna add?
Why can't it just be gay community, etc?
Why do we have to know specifically...
who they are and aren't sleeping
with at any given time?
Okay,
you made your point.
But,
Amber's a nice girl, and...
I think we ought to get closer to her.
She's been coming around to the
house since she was a little girl.
Rachel wasn't a lesbian.
Amber? Sure.
But, you know as well as I do,
Rachel was straight.
Maybe she just did something
with her to humor her.
Like you said; they were close.
Exactly.
They were close.
And whatever you say,
Amber is a nice girl, Rachel liked her,
and she ought to be here.
Whether you want to stay in denial or not,
about what they were, or they weren't,
that girl is just as torn up as we are.
You're right. It doesn't matter
anymore, does it?
No.
I'll just... I'll put something online
or in the papers.
What?
For the funeral?
No, no, no.
I'll just contact a couple of
her friends on Facebook.
Anyone that was important will hear
about it one way or the other.
I don't want this to be a circus,
and I don't want her obituary in the news.
Do you know what?
It's already out there, isn't it?
Anyone that really cared about her
will reach out to us. Won't they?
Pretty much.
What do you want?
I don't know.
The whole thing is...
kinda messed up.
No offense, but...
I don't really believe in therapy.
So what brought you here?
I guess I just...
didn't have anyone to talk to.
And I keep hearing everyone say
that they've got a therapist,
in the way that you have a hairdresser
or a favorite grocery store.
It's just something you're
supposed to have.
So I thought...
Well, why not?
It's what you're supposed to do, right?
But you're here because you have
something you want to say.
Right!
And I've got no one to go to.
So...
here I am with you.
Isn't that pathetic?
Well, I hope not.
But you have a choice.
You don't have to be here.
You could talk to family, right?
Maybe.
I guess.
I think what I thought might
be good about this is that...
I can talk to you, and you're not
supposed to judge me, right?
Or I don't have to get embarrassed, or...
worried about who you'll go gossiping to.
Is that what you would expect
from your family?
Gossiping?
I don't...
Is this where you're trying to work out
my childhood...
so you can tell me what's wrong with me?
No.
Let's try again.
What do you want?
All right.
My...
One of my best friends just killed
herself; jumped into Niagara Falls.
Okay.
And I just don't know...
I mean, how do people...?
Fuck! I guess it doesn't really matter.
She was my girl-...
Ex-girlfriend,
and I just don't get how she could...
I mean, I thought she...
You know, she just had this personality
shift, and I never really made sense of it.
But even before we broke up,
we'd spoken, and...
she said it was nothing personal,
she just...
realized she was straight.
I guess she "reverse came out"
or something.
How did that make you feel?
It made me feel like shit!!!
I mean...
She wasn't mean about it or anything.
And now I'm left wondering, why?
What was going through her head?
How could she go from the person that
I knew, to wanting to kill herself?
I mean, I guess I don't understand how
anyone would kill themselves, but...
You know? I thought we would always
have time to work it out.
You know? Maybe she'd
realize that she still...
I know it's stupid.
And...
Now I can't say anything, and...
I don't want to talk to Steve about it.
Steve?
The guy she left me for.
Is there any more you want
to say about that?
I just...
It doesn't feel real yet. You know?
I guess my main question, the thing that
I can't wrap my head around, is...
Why?
I don't want to blame Steve,
but I can't...
know if she was already going
through something or not.
You know? Maybe that's why she left me.
I just really thought that we would...
always have time to work it out,
but then she changed, and...
now she's gone, and...
none of it matters.
I just want her back.
And I know that she's dead, I do,
but I can't help imagining that she's not.
You know, Amber...
grief is sometimes very
difficult to process through.
Yeah, I just...
I keep thinking:
What's the point if we're
all just going to die?
Are you religious?
No.
Ok then, let me be...
let me be honest.
Grief and trauma, that's not my specialty.
When I asked about religion,
I have found that people find solace...
in their faith, draw strength from it.
I'm not very religious either.
The conversations that you'll have with me,
if you choose to go on,
they may benefit you.
My goal is to get you
to a place where you are...
accepting...
of this reality,
and give you the tools
to help move forward.
I know that...
none of this is going
to help you right now,
but...
it's an attempt on my part to give you
something to work with.
No, it does.
I wonder if it was somehow all my fault.
I don't believe that to be the case.
You know, Amber, things happen,
that we oftentimes don't have control over.
You don't need to blame yourself.
Things happen,
and we can't hold ourselves
responsible for the actions of others.
From what you've told me, you've done
everything you could to connect with...
your friend,
to work on that relationship.
She was going through something
you couldn't possibly have known about.
Something darker and deeper,
and unfortunately, she chose to...
take her own life.
You know...?
I gotta be honest, you're not
really what I was expecting.
Thank you for that.
I always want to be a little
different than the rest.
Listen, I'm available,
if you want to continue our conversations.
Totally up to you.
But I want to let you know that I'm here,
if you want to meet regularly.
Sure.
This was...
helpful.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
(knock on door)
Yes?
Hi.
I know this might be awkward,
but can we talk?
What about?
Umm...
Well, I'm here for Rachel's funeral, and...
I thought it'd be...
less weird if I came to talk to you first,
instead of me just showing up.
What do you want?
I'm sorry.
About what?
Come on!
It's fine, okay?
I'm over it.
I've grown up.
I didn't know what to do.
No, you didn't.
But it's been years.
What was I supposed to do?
You told me you were in love with me,
and I'm straight!
And, yeah, I reacted in a really shitty
way, and maybe I just wasn't...
mature enough for it, I don't know.
And now...
Now Rachel's dead?
And I can imagine how...
hard that is for you.
I hope...
Are you doing okay?
No, of course not!
But since when do you give a shit?
I'm trying!
It was complicated.
I think she would have...
I mean, there's a lot of love between us,
even if she was confused, but now...
Can we be friends?
Maybe we could hang out sometime.
I'm here for a couple weeks.
Let's just get through the funeral.
Sure.
- Hey!
Hi.
Seems like someone wants us to hang out.
- Oh?
- We keep bumping into each other.
I guess. I'm just here
to grab a few things.
Oh, my God.
What?
See that woman over there?
- What about her?
Fat bitch kept me waiting
in line for fifteen minutes...
while she was trying on jeans just now.
Fucking skinny jeans too.
Can you believe it?
Skinny? Her?
You shouldn't body shame.
She's not even that fat.
See, this is the problem.
I'm all for respecting everyone's
differences and all that,
but this is how it starts.
Normalizing it.
Like, come on, know your place.
Walking around, acting like you're hot
shit, and we're all supposed to play along?
Why?
There's way bigger people.
Oh, I know, like those fat fucks that can't
even fit into a seat at the movie theater?
Or this one time I was going to Florida,
and this fucking elephant
sat next to me on the plane.
Maybe that's why they keep serving peanuts.
You having a bad day or something?
Me? No.
So you want to grab coffee?
Since we're both here.
Actually,
I was about to head out.
All right, next time, I guess.
Two times is a coincidence.
Three times is fate.
Some friend you got there.
So girls like you two think you can just...
say whatever you want,
like nobody else has feelings?
Huh?
You want a spin in here?
It might loosen up that tight ass of yours.
(banging)
It's taken.
(louder banging)
It's occupied!
(metal shink sound)
What the hell?
Are you crazy?
(screaming)
- I'll call an ambulance.
No!
But, you're bleeding!
I can't do that to my family!
Stop!
I'm not insured!
Hello?
(radio)
- I think we still have a real problem
- with the lack of representation.
- I'm a Jewish, Hispanic, nonbinary,
single-mom of color.
Don't shoot!
- With a disability.
Hey!
- People like me are everywhere in society.
When did you get back in town?
A few days ago.
I didn't know you lived around here.
I'm actually staying just around
the corner. What are the odds?
Small world.
Who are you staying with?
Oh, it's just an Airbnb.
You know? I didn't know
you were so into guns.
Yeah, my dad used to take
me hunting all the time.
Now I just go to the range, mostly.
When you're not invaded by squirrels?
Right.
Do you shoot?
God, no!
Oh, not a patriot?
It's just not really my thing.
You sure?
This guy's been sneaking around a lot.
I think I got him for trespassing.
And I swear,
he's stealing Buster's food.
Who?
My cat.
Oh, you feed your cat outside?
Why not?
Are you going to
Rachel Grabowski's funeral?
You don't know her?
I don't think so.
She was this girl from school.
You might not have met her,
but we knew each other since we were kids.
Sorry.
She killed herself.
Guess, you never know.
Shit.
Well...
No, I had no idea.
Sorry!
Is that why you're back?
Yeah.
Well, I...
I'd like to say
it's great seeing you again.
I mean, it is great seeing you,
but you know what I mean.
But you know Amber Bernstein though, right?
Yeah, actually, I keep bumping into her.
Why?
She was her girlfriend.
No way!
I guess that makes a little more sense now.
What?
I don't know, she just seemed
kind of bummed out.
Suicide?
Things happen, I guess.
Look, man, the best thing
you could do right now is just move on.
I mean you were only
seeing her for all of five minutes.
I mean, you're right, but...
I get it.
You're so upset because she's dead, but...
But what?
But look, be real man.
Would you care if she wasn't?
I mean, you were only banging her, right?
Cold, man.
Am I wrong?
I mean... no.
But...
Well, you need to get yourself
back out there on the horse, bro.
If I was in your situation right now,
I would be milking that shit
for all the pussy I could get.
Actually,
I did bump into Jill the other day.
Oh?
She still obsessed with you?
She didn't even know about what happened.
But she didn't make it pretty clear,
I could fuck her any time I wanted.
Do it.
Bro, you gotta do it.
I don't know, man, like,
aren't I supposed to be grieving?
How is it going to look if I just
start fucking somebody else right now?
Were you even exclusive with Rachel?
She thought so.
Look, how about this?
Me and you, we're going
to go out Friday. All right?
We have a couple of
drinks, go have some fun,
meet us a little couple of
honeys, get out of the house.
For once.
Okay.
All right?
I'm not saying
you need to get laid right away,
but hey, if it happens, I mean,
why the fuck not?
Am I right?
Huh?
(ominous tones)
(Thalia)
- I'm not taking no for an answer.
- And I've been living by myself,
ever since we broke up.
- I mean, the apartment's nice and all,
- but I missed my family,
- and everyone else here.
- Maybe big city life just wasn't for me.
So what would you do here?
Well, for one,
I'd spend more time with you.
You know...
I didn't mean to ghost you before.
I just didn't know what to say.
And then,
the longer I took to respond, the
harder it was to say anything.
Don't make a big thing out of it. Okay?
Just be a friend.
(Thalia singing to herself)
There's so many seagulls,
Look at all the seagulls.
(Thalia)
There's like, literally, so many of them.
What the heck?
It's like snow from far away.
(Amber) I bet none of
those seagulls have a passport.
(Thalia)
I bet people feed them like crazy.
It's like endless.
Just little white specks over there.
Do you remember when we used to
go over to Canada so we could drink?
Yeah, why?
Just reminiscing, I guess.
Still want to go out for drinks sometime?
Absolutely!
Why not tonight?
- (radio) A new bill in Alabama could
make contraception illegal in the state,
- with six-month jail sentences for
possession of any form of birth control,
- including condoms, diaphragms...
(engine and radio cut off)
(male voice off-screen)
- Hey, ladies! What's up?
- Yo, could I get a ride?
- My car broke down down the street.
I gotta go pick up my
daughter from dance recital.
You have a dollar?
Cigarette?
Wanna bring me to drive-thru?
Get some food?
Come on man, I'm hungry man!
(club music)
Hey Steve! On the prowl?
Whatever do you mean?
Is that a challenge?
I know how to get you in the mood.
Hey, look, I'm not here to...
I see.
You seem off lately.
Someone break your heart?
Umm...
Yeah, well you're not...
You're not too far from the truth.
Poor guy.
You do know that,
I'm not interested in your heart, right?
I kind of figured that
from the banana stunt.
I don't know what you mean.
Sure.
I guess bananas are sexy.
But you do know what
the sexiest fruit is, right?
A cum-quat.
Come find me if you change your mind.
Damn, boy, already fighting them off, huh?
You gonna fuck her?
Don't you think I should
at least wait until after the funeral?
Listen, well you better
behave yourself boy, because...
here comes trouble.
Oh, man, she's with that girl Thalia, bro.
I've been trying to get with
her for the longest time, man.
I had a crush on her so bad.
Damn.
What do you think?
She's all right.
I mean, not really my type.
She's cute enough though.
I dunno, man.
There's just something...
ineffable about her.
I don't think you'd mind F-ing her to me.
You would be right, brother.
So what do you think? Wingman?
With Amber right there?
Yeah, you distract her, I go for Thalia.
What do you think?
All right, yeah.
My man! Come on! Let's go!
- All right.
Hey! New hair?
Yeah, it's temporary.
So... buy you a drink?
Sure.
As in... thanks for the drink,
but we're having a conversation.
It's okay, we know each other.
Derrick.
Hi.
And you're with Steve!
Hi Steve.
I take it you're out here
drowning your sorrows.
Yeah, you're here too. Aren't you?
Touch.
Pair of model citizens, we are.
So what's everyone having?
A cosmo.
Coke.
I'm driving.
Okay.
He'll need help.
I guess it's just us.
Alone.
Again.
You know? If...
If things were different,
didn't happen the way they did...
I kinda think we'd be good friends.
You mean where you didn't
steal my girlfriend who's now dead?
Well I...
I know what you saw in you.
I do, really.
Look, I am sorry about the
way that things turned out.
How they happened.
And... it's gotta be tough.
All this sympathy for me?
And you've got to think it all should
be for you, you've known her for so...
It's not about sympathy, asshole!
All right. Fine.
Just...
Bad choice of words.
All right?
If there's...
anything that I can...
Steve,
I appreciate what you're trying to do here,
but you're kind of the
worst person for me right now.
Well, I gotta say...
you're kinda cute when you're mad.
The fuck?
I'm a lesbian, Steve!
What are you doing?
I didn't mean it like that. Okay?
Look, just...
We've got something in common now.
Yeah?
Try expressing it when
you're not five beers deep.
All right.
Okay.
$36.80
Do I get to keep this?
- Sure.
Thank you.
Thanks.
Actually, can you hold this for a second?
Sure.
So it's... really good to see you again.
Yeah.
Oh hi!
Hi?
I'm sorry...
I don't know how to do this.
I didn't know what to
say to start a conversation.
Okay.
Oh wait!
Look, I'm really not here to meet any guys.
I don't know how to do this, but...
You're like, the most
beautiful girl I've ever seen.
Okay...
What's you name?
Egan.
Look, Egan?
Clearly, you're a nice guy,
but I'm really not looking
for anyone to hook up with.
So, I hope you have a nice night,
but I'm going to go
talk to my friends again.
Okay?
Okay.
No Steve?
Real stand-up guy, isn't he?
Fuck, what do I care?
Really it just makes
me think Rachel was an idiot.
I don't want to do that.
You know, we can leave if you need to.
No, it's fine.
Shall we dance?
You go ahead.
I'm going to take a minute.
Okay.
Come find us.
(shift to country music)
(Egan sings)
If we were a dream,
I could make you fall in love with me.
If we were in a kiss,
I would make you understand
all this.
I don't know what to say,
or how to make you feel this way,
but if you let me try, you'll love me.
You are all I need,
the only woman in this world for me.
If you would see me too,
I'd do everything I could for you.
If you'd give me a chance,
we'd be caught up
in a timeless dance.
I don't know what to say,
or how to make you feel this way,
but if you let me try, you'll love me.
You are all I need,
the only woman in this world for me!
(club music restarts)
(no audible dialogue)
Okay.
Slow down, stud-muffin.
Breathe.
Will you just stay here?
I have to go powder my nose.
Wait, uh?
I really have to go pee, Derrick.
Oh! Right.
I'll be right back, okay?
Okay. I'll see you when you get back.
(no audible dialogue)
(no audible dialogue)
Derrick!
Are you okay?
Help me!
Please! Somebody!
Somebody please help me!
Get the fuck away from me!
I don't know what to do!
Somebody please!
Stop dancing!
(funky lovin' music)
Good morning team!
Today, we're going to feel great.
I don't know about you guys,
but I always feel much more relaxed
after a nice calm stretching routine.
So we're going to start off this
twenty minute yoga stretch video with...
something very easy.
Just an arm across the chest.
Hold for thirty seconds,
and don't forget to
focus on your breathing.
Now, the other side.
(knocking on door)
What the fuck?
I got these for you.
Um...
This is a really nice house.
Did you follow me home?
Um...
You need to leave, or I'm calling the cops.
I just want to talk to you.
You're fucking stalking me!
I know this is weird.
I'm a nice guy.
I just wish you'd let me explain.
I must be fucking crazy.
So...
is this your parents' house?
No.
Wow!
Not many people as young as you
could afford a place as nice as this.
I guess not.
What do you want?
Well...
How do you make your money?
Online?
You seem to know a lot.
Who've you been talking to?
So how does that work?
E-commerce?
I make yoga videos online.
What the fuck?
You're starting to really freak me out.
Can I get you to leave yet?
Look,
I know this is weird, but, ah...
I'm trying to explain.
Oh, fuck!
You weren't at the club
by accident last night, were you?
No.
I came for you.
Well,
I've been cumming for
you for about a year now.
I'm @Dix4Chix14.
Hi!
Oh my fuck!
How did you find out where I live?
Look,
I'm really a nice guy.
Have you seen yourself?
(sighs heavily)
Look,
I'm in love with you.
And I helped you pay for a pretty big
chunk of this house with your OnlyFans.
If I'm not mistaken.
And what, you think I owe you something?
Well...
I just figured I know all about you.
If you knew all about me, maybe...
What, I'd fall in love with you?
Well,
You owe me a shot.
I don't owe you shit!
You've been paying to watch
me get naked and touch myself.
You've been jacking off to me
from behind a computer screen.
You've been paying for me
to act sexy and get you off.
That's what you bought,
and it's what you got.
You are a dirty little perve.
And I just helped you express that.
That's what this is all about.
Pathetic, loser, incel men like you,
who can't get laid in real life,
get to fantasize about girls like me.
Everybody wins.
You get to bust a nut,
and I get your money.
Now I'm a nice person,
so I'll ask you one more time, to leave.
And if I see you again,
you will be in a jail cell.
Do you understand me?
Look, I...
I never thought it would be like this.
Look, I know I caught
you off guard, and I'm sorry,
I'm sure there was a better way
I could have done this. But...
I never thought it would be like this.
You need to leave.
Okay.
But...
But look, I'm not a creep.
I'm a normal,
regular, nice guy...
with flowers.
I just...
Fuck!
I never thought it would be like this.
Okay, look,
let me at least give you my card.
That way, if you change your mind,
you can contact me.
Okay?
Sure.
How are you?
Yeah, it's been rough,
but I've been having some good times too.
Started hanging out with a friend again.
That's good.
That's really good to hear.
Yeah, I got to relax.
You know, I felt a little guilty.
Going out. But uh...
it felt really good.
Guilty?
You know, you're allowed to have fun.
Yeah, I know.
So how's everything else? Work?
I don't know what you do for a living.
I work online actually.
You know, it would be nice
to detox from it all, but I can't.
Not when I depend
on it for bills and stuff.
You mean, go offline?
Yeah, or just take a little break.
I mean, I guess I could,
but my subs would suffer.
Subs?
You lost me.
You know, if you don't keep uploading
content, people might just move on.
Do you find that environment healthy?
You know, it might not be such
a bad thing to take a little time away.
If you feel that's something you can do.
I can't.
I mean, could you just take some time off?
For something like this?
Absolutely.
So, how much time
do you spend on the computer?
On the phone?
Couple hours a day. I guess.
I mean, I'm never totally offline.
I have to keep things current.
But...
Then again, I never have
to go into an office either, so...
it all works out.
Do you make a good living?
It works for me. Why?
Are you looking for a business plan?
(laughs)
No, no I'm not.
You know, it's interesting.
I remember a time when the internet
used to make all those crazy modem noises.
You know, a page of text...
photos...
would take forever to upload.
Videos?
Streaming?
That just wasn't a thing.
So I guess you are what
they would call a digital native.
Well, like I said, it works for me.
Is this how therapy just works now?
We just chat?
Sometimes.
Yes.
We can talk about
anything you want to talk about.
For instance, I know, the funeral is soon.
Did you want to talk about that?
I guess not.
Actually, I think I might head out early.
I think a walk would do
me better than talking today.
If that's all right?
That's perfectly fine.
My time is yours.
Just let me know when you need it.
Thanks, Doc.
I'll come see you another day.
I think I'm doing okay for now.
All right.
Have a great night!
Sure.
Jill?
Hey! How's it going?
Not great.
I'm still in shock.
You don't know about Derrick?
No?
Do you want to get out of the rain?
So what is it?
Did you leave early or something?
What? The club?
I went home with Steve.
That explains that.
What?
Where Steve was.
I thought, maybe...
What?
I don't know where to begin.
I thought you were there.
Shit!
Okay. Brace yourself.
Derrick was murdered.
Stabbed.
Right on the dance floor.
What?
Has anyone told Steve?
He's not answering me or Amber.
Actually, Jill...
How was he when you were with him?
In bed?
No, um...
Did he give you any sort of vibe?
What do you mean?
Derrick was his best friend.
And Rachel,
the other girl who died,
my friend, and his girlfriend,
Girlfriend? He never said a thing.
Well, clearly, he had
other things going on in his...
head.
Didn't you say she was a lesbian?
She was with Amber for a while, but
I guess before she died, she hooked up...
with Steve or something.
Damn.
His best friend and his girlfriend?
Poor guy.
Right?
Now they're both dead?
I mean, you don't think...
Isn't that always the main suspect?
Steve?
I don't know.
I mean,
I guess, but he hasn't got it in him.
How well do you know him Jill?
I mean, to me, he always came
across as a self-obsessed vapid dick.
So...
Steve's a complete dick.
And I mean that.
You've heard the reputation, right?
Everyone has.
It's all true.
You know, you should maybe give
him a ride to take your mind off all this.
It's great stress relief.
You're like a dude!
Is sex all you think about?
Plus, I thought you had a boyfriend?
I do, but he's in Atlanta right now.
Even if he wasn't, we're polyamorous!
Billy's great, but he's older.
He doesn't have much of a sex drive.
This whole arrangement came out 'cause...
I wanted to have sex
all the time, and he didn't.
Found a solution that worked for everyone.
How can you talk about this right now?
Instead of all the death?
Exactly!
I don't know, Thalia.
I mean,
I know it's fucked up,
people dying, but from what I've heard,
Rachel was depressed and killed herself.
And as for Derrick,
I don't know, people stab each other.
It's probably just another racist
asshole who didn't even know him.
Or maybe he was in a gang or something.
Whoa!
Did you just say that?
It's not like we knew him well, and...
What?
Nothing.
It doesn't matter.
So, you were the last
girl he ever made out with?
I...
Do you even hear yourself?
I mean, I thought you'd
have more compassion than this.
I do have compassion,
but you know what?
There's people getting killed all the time.
I mean, who can even keep
count of the killings and all?
Look, I know how this sounds,
but there's only so many times you can
cry over a shooting or a stabbing or a...
suicide, and send
all the thoughts, prayers...
flowers and hashtags you want.
If something happens enough,
you just need to switch off,
or you'd be crying all the time.
Fuck!
I don't even know what to say.
Look, I just can't.
I'm not trying to upset you either.
It must have been fucked
to be there when Derrick died.
I guess you could have been
fucking him instead, with different timing.
He was a nice guy.
Besides,
You know? Any one of us could be next.
Come on! Next?
This is probably all just some coincidence.
The only difference is you knew them.
These are our friends, Jill.
I know.
I'm sorry.
Hey, are you coming to my 5K next Saturday?
(knocking on door)
(louder, thumping on door)
Oh... God.
- What the fuck?
I thought I'd better
check to see if you're okay.
What?
You don't know?
No?
I...
What time did you leave the club?
Early. I was tired.
I just...
Riiiiiight.
Heard from your friend Derrick?
No, why?
Because he got murdered.
That's why.
I'm here doing my bit
for the community, I guess.
You're serious, aren't you?
I texted him after I left the club.
He never replied.
I figured he was hooking up with Thalia.
No. Some fucking
lunatic stabbed him, and left.
No witnesses.
Can you believe that?
No one in that giant club saw thing.
Fuck!
Do you think someone's after me?
First Rachel, and now...
This is some kind of sick joke, isn't it?
No, you dick!
I'm here because
I thought you might be traumatized.
I mean I would be,
if somebody came in and...
Oh, fuck!
Oh, God!
Fuck!
There we go.
(solemn guitar music)
This means... Rachel was murdered.
Doesn't it?
You're just going nonchalant?
Who's nonchalant?
What the fuck do you want me to do?
Nothing, Steve.
Honestly, I came here because I still
kind of thought you might have been...
the one to kill Rachel.
(laughs)
Oh. Thanks.
You're welcome.
Clearly, neither of us is very
good at dealing with this appropriately.
Since when do you care about me?
I don't know.
Fuck, Steve.
Thalia was so messed up.
I had to wait with
her until she could sleep.
Did you try to get with her?
Now?
Sorry.
Has anybody told his parents?
I don't know. I don't think so.
Hey, Amber?
Yeah?
(sighs)
Look, I...
Thank you.
You didn't have to do this.
And you must think that
I'm a piece of shit right now.
Oh, I do.
But I'm a nice person.
I guess so.
Hey, will you...
stay with me for a while?
Come on.
Hold on.
Look, I feel like if I'm alone,
I'm going to go crazy.
And, um...
Besides,
you're...
we could talk about Rachel.
I'll stay,
but I don't want to talk about Rachel.
Anything you tell me might change the
way that I want to remember her. Okay?
Okay.
But, hey, um...
She loved you.
She did, and...
I'm sorry that I complicated things.
Okay.
Hey,
I mean it.
I know what she saw in you.
The only...
Honestly, I just think that she was
straight, and I think that's the only...
reason that she left you.
Okay?
But I know what she
saw in you, I really do.
Like, look... you're...
you're funny,
you're kind, you're great to talk to.
I mean, look, you're here
with me telling me this.
When, I mean,
when you still must think
I'm a piece of garbage.
And I know that you're
immune to this, but...
I mean, you're beautiful.
You really are.
And...
And, yeah...
I thought you should know.
(she laughs)
You are not coming on to me.
(he laughs)
Sorry, I thought it would help.
Oh, Steve.
You're just a walking dildo, aren't you?
I...
It's fine.
Maybe it's because I'm feeling
pretty messed up about everything.
But...
I don't know anymore.
You really think I'm hot?
I do.
You know what?
Fuck it.
You want to fuck me, don't you?
Are you serious?
No, I'm not fucking serious!
What is wrong with you?
Jesus, do you think that's funny?
Kinda, I mean, do you ever
think about getting with a dude?
Urgh, no!
Okay, I get your point.
Do you though?
I mean, I guess it's not your fault.
You don't know what to do when you're not
fucking or trying to fuck someone. Do you?
Come on!
That's not fair!
Oh no?
That's why you left early, isn't it?
What?
The club!
You found somebody to fuck, didn't you?
She still here?
No, I...
I'm not mad.
I get it.
Really.
I mean, this all must be
just so traumatic for you.
And the only way for you to get over
the heartache of your dead girlfriend...
is by sticking it in anyone you can.
I mean, you just can't resist the urge.
Can you?
Even if on some level,
you must know it's wrong.
It's not like that!
Sure it is, Steve.
Don't worry.
I mean,
I get it.
The only thing I've been able to think
about since walking through that door...
is sticking it in you.
That doesn't even make any...
(intense music)
(stabbing and groaning noises)
I wrestled with myself about
whether I should say something or not,
or even if I'd be able to do so.
For 22 years,
I looked after and loved Rachel.
She was becoming...
She was...
an incredibly talented and...
intelligent,
beautiful young woman.
(obnoxious rap beat)
But she had demons,
and I didn't know, because...
-I'm listening to shit,
-'Cuz I'm a dick, 'cuz I'm a dick.
-I'm listening to shit, because
I'm a dick, because I'm a dick.
Oh yeah.
I'm listening to shit...
- Because I'm a dick.
- I'm listening to shit in public,
because I'm a dick!
- 'Cuz I'm a dick!
(music fades into distance)
A mother shouldn't
have to bury her own child.
She's with God now.
I know this is going to be hard,
but I find some peace in that.
Rachel,
we're going to miss you!
I don't know what we're
going to do without you.
I love you.
- (radio) After the mass shooting on
Wednesday in Pinckney, Michigan,
- the 37th school shooting in
the country so far this month,
- those snowflake democrats are once
again pushing for tighter restrictions
- on our freedoms, including...
- limiting weapons to fifteen
assault rifles per person...
- or less!!!
(knock on window)
Hey!
Hi!
No Mrs. Grabowski today?
She decided to work, which is
funny, because this was her idea.
Hmm...
Is there a problem?
No.
Are you going to run today or what?
No. I came for Jill,
but then I saw you.
Okay, well, "Hi", but I gotta get going.
Wait a second.
What?
I know you don't like me.
I like you just fine.
I just don't like you putting
ideas in my daughter's head.
Okay.
Well, I thought that since she's gone,
we could bury the hatchet.
Look, I'm sorry. It's just...
The problem is...
I don't have a hatchet.
No...
Instead, all I've got is this tiny little
knife.
What the fuck?
(indistinct chatter)
All right folks,
welcome to today's 5K race.
We've got people from all over Western
New York: Buffalo, Amherst, Cheektowaga,
North Tonawanda. Everywhere
you can think of, right here today.
Let's get those personal bests out.
Let's get those shirts out.
Let's get those streamers out.
I don't even know what
I'm talking about anymore!
But here, to kick things off...
with the national anthem,
is Jill Ciabatta!
Yeah!
Oh, say, can you see,
by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd
at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
through the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watch'd
were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare,
the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night
that our flag was still there,
O say does that star-spangled
banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free
and the home of the brave?
(applause)
All righty, five k-ers!
Here we go!
On your mark!
Get set!
Go!!!
(air horn sound)
(unidentified voice)
- Good luck, runners!
Hey, that was really good.
Thanks.
(killer theme music)
(gory squelching sound)
(door buzzer)
(Thalia)
- So...
- what do you want to do?
Do you want to order something?
Oh, don't worry.
I'm taking care of that.
You eat meat, right?
Sure.
I know, the first time,
I just snapped.
What do you mean?
Oh, Rachel.
Oh! Yeah.
And then Derrick?
I mean...
What the fuck is going on?
I mean, she left me for a guy!
What was I supposed to do?
Hey, what was going on with Rachel...
had nothing to do with you.
Me?
No, not at all.
I was just...
so upset.
And, you know,
Steve is just a meatsack, right?
He didn't give two fucks about Rachel.
But I guess sooner or later,
all the girls sleep with Steve.
Hell, I bet even you have.
You have.
No.
It wouldn't matter if you had,
I just...
don't get it.
I guess I'd have to be straight.
But Rachel was the love of my life.
And after what happened with you,
or rather, what didn't happen with you,
I just never thought I'd be so excited
just to be around another person again.
But there she was...
She was so fucking sweet.
Until she just dropped me.
Maybe... she wasn't gay.
Don't! I keep hearing that.
And she was, at least she was with me,
and she loved me, right until...
Fucking Steve!!!
Have you been drinking?
No, why?
You seem...
I do seem, don't I?
It's just all too much. You know?
I do know.
I completely understand.
No, you don't! You...
Hey, can I ask...?
Why did you kiss Derrick?
He was cute.
What do you mean?
I just don't get it, is all.
I mean, this whole time...
you've been flirting with me.
No, I...
Amber,
I want to help you, but...
But what?
You're not into girls?
Exactly.
Give it up!
You're lying to me.
You're lying to yourself.
It's okay.
Fuck!
You're beautiful.
I know you're suffering,
but listen to me.
If you were a guy, you'd be...
Oh, but I'm not.
If I were a guy,
then we'd have some fun. Right?
Can we just talk about what's going on?
I know you're stressed
beyond the point of...
You know? I can't take it either!
You know what's really fucked up?
Fuck!
I know I overreacted,
but after her, it just got easy.
Fun, even.
Did you know I used to be vegetarian?
No.
Well, I was, for a whole year.
And when I went back to eating meat,
at first, I couldn't.
I was almost sick.
It was revolting.
But...
at the same time,
delicious.
Like...
seeing that bitch get what she deserved.
Or like...
watching poor little
Steve bleed out on the floor.
Has anyone even found him yet?
See? They're all completely
irrelevant in the grand scheme.
Who...
gives...
a fuck?
We're better off!
And now...
I feel great.
Now I've got a taste for it.
What are you saying?
Oh, come on,
you're a smart girl.
If you're joking,
this isn't fucking funny, Amber.
It doesn't matter if it's funny or not.
I'm through.
My feelings matter too.
My whole life, people have been
telling me how I should and shouldn't feel.
What?!
Really?
Do you even hear yourself?
People like me,
like us, deserve to be heard.
The fuck?
This isn't a statement, you psycho!
Do you know how many steps back
you're taking for the gay community?
For women, for...?
Honey...
No.
At least...
I know what I am.
You could have saved all this, you know?
If you had just loved me way back when.
Who knows?
(cracking sound)
(coughing and choking)
Oh fuck,
what do I know anyway?
Maybe it isn't all so simple.
Hey!
Hi!
Don't be shy.
If you don't mind my saying, you look...
Let's see if you can put your
mouth where your money is.
What?
Oh God!
Ugh! What the fuck?
Don't look at me like that.
I know you like it rough.
Ow! God...
Ow!
Jesus!
Come on. Hit me back!
Well, I mean, I really don't think...
that's something that I should do.
Do you want me or not?
(knocking on door)
What's that?
I called right before you got here.
(door bangs open)
(footsteps)
Help! Help! In here please!
- Police! Don't move!
Show me your hands!
(gunshot)
Fuck.
Thank God.
He was trying to rape me.
(softly)
I thought he had a weapon.
He got my friend.
Are you all right?
You've had a pretty grueling night.
And you're not going to be allowed to
go back to your house any time soon.
Do you have a safe place to stay?
We'll be in contact.
Why don't you go...?
Try to get some rest. If you can.
(chirpy caf music)
Can I help you?
Can I get a red-eye?
Sure.
Hey, can ask you a question?
I guess.
Do you believe in the saying,
"what goes around comes around"?
I don't know.
That's a weird thing to ask.
Why?
It's just that every time I come
in here, you're being a little bitch.
Oh, excuse me?!
(killer theme music)
(coin jar clinking)
Uh, you're early.
How are you doing, Amber?
You look like you're in a good mood.
You know? I am.
I think I'm just really excited.
- About what?
Oh, you know. Things are
starting to look up somehow.
You know...?
No one is expecting you
to be perfectly balanced.
You don't need to put on a front.
I'm not, honestly, but
I'm so glad you said that.
You know, there's something
I'd really like to get off my chest.
If that's okay with you.
Shoot.
I've been on a little bit
of a killing spree lately.
- Metaphorically, right?
- I mean I...
I couldn't keep that confidential,
you know?
Oh no? That's such a pity, Doc.
See, after I killed that cheating
bitch Rachel, I felt so much better.
And after I murdered her man-whore
boyfriend, oh my God, it's been like...
walking on clouds.
Oh, and Thalia, the "friend"
that I reconnected with?
Yeah, turns out that I misjudged her.
See, she could dye her hair,
but she couldn't go to a fucking funeral?
Bitch had to go!
- This isn't funny, Amber.
I ain't jokin' dude.
You know what I think though?
People like you are the worst.
You just want to take people's money, so
you can offer them some common sense...
advice that they could just as
easily get from an old guy in a diner.
- You're scaring me, Amber.
I mean, you can't be serious
about killing those people.
All this time, I thought
I had to set you up to back me up,
but I don't.
I don't need anyone's help,
especially not yours.
- Okay, we're done here.
I'm calling the police!
Oh friend, you don't think
I haven't thought all this through?
(stab and squelch sound)
(upbeat music)
One
Two
Three
When the whole wants to kiss my ass,
'cause I got all the goods to flaunt.
Gotta use what I got to get the best.
Yeah, I'm going to do
what the fuck I want.
If it's killing or it's lying or
it's getting subs
getting drooled on by the pimps.
Gotta get mine, 'cuz I'm number one.
Yeah, not gonna waste
my time with no simps.
Don't cross me, I'll cross you back!
Can't stop me, I'll just attack!
Gotta love me like a dbutante.
Yeah, I'm gonna do
what the fuck I want!
We made a new flick,
Let's make it a hit, because it is sick
We're dropping our bit,
Let's make a hit, we're making it big.
We're singing like this,
on the credits.
We're singing this in public,
to make it a hit!
We got no cash.
Make it a hit!
Got no studio clout.
C'mon, make it a hit.
Nobody got paid.
Ow! That hurt a bit.
The backend's gotta hit, right now.
Let's make it a hit!
Uh!
We didn't crowdfund,
and we didn't max cards,
We got our stuff together,
and we worked it real hard.
We hope you had a good time,
and we'd do it again,
but first, we gotta do something
about the rent!
Ooh, what's wrong, babe?
You look down.
I'm good.
Boy trouble?
Girl, actually.
Really?
I might be able to help with that.
Oh?
Sure. I mean, just because one chick
was shit doesn't mean we all are. Right?
What do you want?
On the house.