All Souls (2023) Movie Script

(majestic music)
(metal and stone scraping)
(gentle music)
(eerie music)
- [Jade] Mama.
- [River] What,
what is it, baby?
- [Jade] There are monsters.
- [River] It's okay,
baby, shh, shh.
(eerie music continues)
I'll keep you safe
in these arms of mine
Hold on to me pretty
baby and you'll see
(sirens wail)
I can be all you need
- [Carcillo] Drop the bag!
(dramatic music)
On your knees right now!
Don't fucking move.
- [Hernandez] We got you
on attempt to distribute.
You know what that
means, Carcillo?
It means little
Jade and her mommy
aren't gonna see each other
for a long time (chuckles).
Get us to Silas.
- You know, we were
trying to do you a favor.
It's easy enough.
File the charges and we'll let
you figure out bail, lawyer,
Child Protective Services.
- I don't know him!
- Yeah, okay.
How many times we gotta do this?
Do you wanna keep your daughter?
- Vroom.
(toy car beeping)
Mama, come play with me.
(toy car buzzing and beeping)
(roars playfully)
- Who do I get to be?
- I'm this car.
- Okay.
- That's my person.
This is the one that's
messy (indistinct).
(eerie music)
(uplifting music)
(Jade and River roaring)
- Yeah, what up, bro?
Yo, I like your face.
- I like your face.
- [Stevie] I mean, just my face?
- [Alex] Leave her the
fuck alone, Stevie.
- [Stevie] Yo,
watch your language.
There's a fucking kid here, man.
- It's okay, I know fuck word.
- Yeah, that's my fault, right?
- Yep, we're gonna
go down (indistinct).
Are there real good
people at the parade?
- [River] Yep, come on.
- Damn, you look just
like the Bony Lady.
You laugh, but it's true.
She protects us, and
she'd do the same for you.
- We're doing all
right for real.
- Bye, Jade.
- [Jade] Bye (indistinct).
- Ay, yo, come hang tonight.
I'll take care of you.
Anything of you need, you know
what I'm saying (chuckling)?
- [River] Yeah, but she's the
only one who can handle me.
- But she's expensive, though.
- Damn right, I am, bye, honey.
- [Jade] Bye.
(whimsical music)
(indistinct chatter)
- What's that?
- Some moss.
- Ew (chuckling).
(whimsical music continues)
(lively music)
- I want to see them.
- Me too.
- You can't catch me!
- Hi (roars).
What you got there?
- Nana.
- Oh, I know Nana.
- No, you don't, she's dead.
- But that's why
we're here, right?
- Oh, what's good girl?
- Hey, yo!
- Hey, we're gonna
be right back.
You ready, ready, ready?
Let's go.
- Are you doing okay?
- Fine.
- Your mom, she was-
- Thanks for taking
Jade tonight.
- Yeah, I love
hanging out with her.
Do I need to worry about you?
- Shut up, you know I'm good.
I always am, fucking cockroach.
(lively music continues)
Gotta go to work, boo.
I love you.
- I love too.
- Have fun, okay?
(Jade and River roaring)
Hey Jade, stay dangerous.
- Stay dangerous, mama.
(door bell chiming)
(dramatic music)
(door slams shut)
- Pack of rettes.
- You old enough?
- Yeah.
- $11,62.
(cash register chiming)
They say those
things will kill you,
but you look dead already.
- Can I get the bathroom key?
- Don't make a mess.
(dramatic music)
(indistinct radio chatter)
- Take your fucking time.
(car door slams shut)
You're late.
- Yeah, and you're fucking ugly.
What are we gonna do about it?
- [Dispatcher] 1508 south.
- Of all the nights, the
fuck's wrong with you?
- Hey, can you two cool it?
Try to keep your
head on straight,
this is really serious.
- Yeah, I know.
I'm the one going out there.
- Gimme your backpack.
- Yes, sir.
- 10Gs.
- Nothing suss
about that at all.
- No more fucking around
with the small stuff.
- (sighing) So big.
- Yeah, you're gonna
be all right, okay?
We're gonna be with
you the whole time.
- Well, actually, not at all
because I'm walking
out there alone.
Can I have my fucking
backpack please?
- You know what I mean,
we're gonna be able
to hear everything.
- [Dispatcher] (indistinct)
'83 Toyota, 193 red
on 95th Street.
- This is it, right?
You wanted me to get you Silas?
I got you Silas.
- Not yet, you didn't.
- I'm about to, so.
- So when you get
him, you're done.
- All right, what's the code?
- I know the fucking code.
- Just say it.
- Pleasure doing
business, Silas.
- Perfect.
- Can I get some cash?
- For what?
- I bought cigs and a drink.
- Oh yeah, you got a receipt?
- Fuck you.
- Yeah, get out of the car.
(car door slams shut)
(dramatic music)
- Yeah, fuck you two!
- Okay, goodnight.
- Fucking pig!
(melancholy music)
I'll keep you
safe in these arms
Hold on to me
Hey baby and you'll see
- Always with the singing.
- Whatever works.
(car engine roaring)
(upbeat rap music)
- Get in.
- Where's Silas?
- Who the fuck is Silas?
- Frankie.
- Change of plans, Riv, get in.
- Come on man, you know I
gotta get home to my kid.
- You stay at the
Oasis, right, right?
- Yeah.
- Get in the car.
Hold up, arms out.
- Really?
- Yo, hey, yo, let's go.
She's golden, come on.
- I'm golden.
- [Frankie] Let's go.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Did she just get
in the fucking car?
(upbeat rap music)
(tires screeching)
(upbeat rap music)
(dramatic music)
- Go, go!
(indistinct lyrics)
- Is she there, is she there?
She's not fucking there.
(car engine roaring)
Pile of money gets burnt up
I just turned myself up
Now go and get your worth up
(indistinct lyrics)
- Gimme your phone.
- [Voicemail] I'm sorry,
the person you were trying-
- Fuck!
- [Voicemail] to reach
has a voicemail box
that has not been
set up yet.
- How the fuck do
we find them now?
- I don't know!
- How much longer until
we get there, man.
Gotta get back home.
- Sit back and shut up.
Yeah these things happen
(dramatic music)
When you're strange
People look at you
in different ways
Creatures of the
night come out to rage
I've been up for days
Been in a daze I'm amazed
(ominous music)
- Frankie, a dirt road?
Where are we going, man?
- Jesus Christ, relax.
What's up, Jack?
- Gentlemen.
(gate squeaking)
(eerie music)
(keys jingling)
- Come on.
(car doors slam shut)
(suspenseful music)
- Fuck!
- What are you doing?
Come on, let's go, get out.
(car door slams shut)
(suspenseful music continues)
(door creaking)
Go ahead, go.
- Hey, I gotta piss.
If you guys, can still hear me,
I'm at a ranch up a dirt road,
off of Sierra, 11-7-55 Spade.
Just fucking hurry
up and get here!
(indistinct radio chatter)
- How long are we
gonna wait here?
- I gotta think, man.
- What we gotta do
is call this in now.
- So you wanna tell
our boss we lost a CI?
Then what?
- Then they send back up
and we find River before
something fucked up happens.
- We are this close to
nailing Silas Butler.
- Are we?
Where is he, huh?
Where's the 10Gs?
Where's our fucking CI?
(car doors slam shut)
- Do I need to remind you what
this would mean for us, do I?
And you wanna blow it
over some throwaway
that's not even in the system.
- We gotta fucking
find her, okay?
- Yo, why the water
been running so long?
- Maybe she's nervous.
(toilet flushing)
(River breathing heavily)
- You got a piss
fetish or something?
- What?
Nah, man, I was, come on, go.
(uptempo music)
(uptempo music continues)
- Have a seat, darling.
Look at you,
a lot different than
last time I saw you.
Your hair, your clothes.
Now you got this
whole, is it a chick,
is it a dude kind of vibe
going on (chuckling).
I dig it.
- Thanks.
- I'm not sure if what
happened back then,
will happen today if...
But, who knows?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm not sure
what happened last time
would've happened, if I
wasn't drunk as fuck and 16,
but yeah, it did, so.
- You could always talk shit,
that's why I liked you, River.
You still like candy?
Come on, help yourself.
- Okay, so I got 10Gs.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, pump the brakes.
What's the rush?
I haven't seen you in years.
- Yeah, yeah, right.
I'd love to stay and party.
I gotta get back home.
- Yes, ah, right, our
daughter, of course.
How is she by the way?
- My daughter's fine.
- [Silas] Gosh, she's
gotta be what like, what,
three by now?
- She's five.
- Yikes.
- Yeah, I mean, I didn't really
come here to talk about her.
- No, I think you did.
You got to my man.
You made sure he
knew who you were.
I mean, River,
do you really think you'd
be sitting here otherwise?
Come on, (snorting).
Excuse me, oh, fuck.
- Just that I gotta get home.
- Come on, we get to spend
some time and catch up.
We can do some magnificent
cocaine in my big ass house.
- Yeah, yeah and
that coke is legit.
- I know, here, it's on me.
Take one for the road.
- Always a gentleman, Silas.
- I would like to think so.
So tell me, what the
fuck are you doing here?
- I mean, I-
- Uh-uh, they told
me everything.
I need to hear it from you.
- I take classes at Valley,
and I mean, those dudes are
always looking to score,
so I figure I might as well
be the one selling to 'em.
- So let me get this straight.
You saved up 10
bands slinging shit
to those chuckle heads
over there at Valley?
- Yeah, I'm fucking good.
- So what do you need me for?
- Do you know how long
it took me to do that?
Just selling like loose pills
and a gram here and there?
And then I figured
you owed me one, so.
- I owed you one?
- Well, how much
has my kid cost you?
How many birthday
parties have you thrown?
Yeah, well, wait,
what about diapers?
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- Did you buy any?
- No, no, no, that's
what you wanted,
that's what you got.
- No, I did, but-
- Yeah.
- But don't tell me you
didn't appreciate it.
- Oh, you're tripping.
You are a hustler.
- No, I'm just trying
to keep my head down
and take care of my girl.
- I respect that.
Fuck it, let's get you laced up.
- All right.
- You ever slay Molly?
- No.
- Those kids at
Valley will eat it up.
It's a lot though.
You think you can handle that?
- Yeah, I'm sure, I'm sure.
- Because you see, if
you give me that money,
you understand from
that point forward,
you and I are bonded.
And if you don't
bring me back my cut,
it won't matter who
the fuck you are.
You understand what I'm saying?
- Yeah, I know, I know.
I got it.
My drink must've spilled.
- What the fuck?
Shit right there,
It'll kill you, baby.
- My bad.
- Frankie, come here.
Come dry this off before
it fucks up something else.
- Pleasure doing
business, Silas.
- Yeah.
- Wait.
- Yeah?
(dramatic music)
- Stay a while. Come on.
Come on.
- Yo, what the fuck?
Ay, Si, there's some
motherfucking wire in this bag.
- Fuck, go!
(dramatic music)
(River panting)
- I got her, fucking bitch!
Open the door!
- Hey, she's in the courtyard!
- Get her, get her!
Get her!
- Fucking jump I...
- I got the car!
(car engine roaring)
(gun firing)
(River screaming)
(dramatic music continues)
(tires screeching)
(gun firing)
(tires screeching)
(tires screeching)
- Get her, fuck!
(suspenseful music)
Goddam, you fucked up, Frankie!
- Get in.
- Si's gonna fucking
kill us, man!
- Get in, we gotta handle this.
- She's golden, huh?
- Shut the fuck up.
- Open the door, bro, come on.
- Fucking A.
- Fuck, man!
(car door slams shut)
(dramatic music)
(car engine roaring)
(car doors slam shut)
(car horn honking)
(dogs barking)
- What's up, Switch?
- Guys, what are you doing here?
- Oh, shut up!
- You're trying
to get me killed.
What do you mean
shut up in my home?
- I just wanna talk to you.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, y'all
are on some shit tonight?
- Where's Silas' spot?
- Fuck if I know.
- You better figure it out
in the next 30 seconds.
- How am I supposed to figure
out something I don't know?
- We've been pretty fair
to you over the years,
haven't we Switch?
- Oh, come the fuck on, man.
Y'all taking advantage of me
ever since the
moment you busted me.
- And how many of those days
have you spent locked up?
- Look, that's not the point.
The point is y'all can't
just be coming up in here,
treat me like some
fucking ATM machine
every time y'all want.
- That's exactly where you
are until we say different.
- Okay, Carcillo,
what you gonna do?
You gonna arrest me, for what?
Who put y'all on River
in the first place, huh?
- Y'all wouldn't
have without me.
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa.
- Start talking.
- Okay, all right, look,
I don't know where he is,
but I got a guy in mind.
- I swear to God, if you're
bullshitting us, let's go.
- Well, hey, whoa,
my laundry gonna get
wrinkled, goddammit.
Man, I had a girl
come over tonight too.
- Stacy, I need help.
- Hey, what's going on?
- Meet me out back?
(car horn honking)
I need help, meet
me out back, okay?
- Yeah, okay.
- Where is he, Switch?
- He works up in there.
- Where?
- At the house, with the beanie.
- That him?
- Yeah, there he is right there.
- What the fuck?
- Yo, where does Silas live?
- Shit!
- No, no, no.
- Don't move, don't
move, hey, hey!
Step the fuck back!
- Where does Silas live?
- Fuck you!
- Fuck me, yeah?
Where does Silas live?
(car horn honking)
- I need your phone, your car,
and I need you to not
ask me any questions.
- Why?
- No questions please.
I'll owe you big time.
I'll cover your shifts.
Anything you want.
- It's always
something with you.
- Come on, just
gimme your phone.
- I can't, how am I
supposed to get home?
- Just let me borrow it.
- Fine!
- What's the matter
Freddie Cat?
This is only a tiny
little bird.
- You mean a poor
little, pinky, winky,
intsy-wintsy, itsy-bitsy...
(Madison laughing)
(cat laughing)
(phone line ringing)
- I'm a bad pussycat.
- Hello?
- Thank God.
- [Madison] River?
- Is Jade okay?
- [Madison] Yeah, of course.
She's passed out next to me.
What's up?
- Okay, don't open
the door for anyone.
I'll be there soon.
- River, what's going on?
- Just don't open the door.
I'm on my way.
(phone line ringing)
- [Operator] Valley PD.
- I need to speak to
Detective Carcillo
or Hernandez, please.
- [Operator] One moment.
- [Carcillo] You've reached
the desk of Carcillo.
- Fuck!
- [Carcillo] Leave
a message,
I'll get back to you.
- Carcillo, it's River.
I escaped from Silas'.
It's a compound up a
dirt road off of Sierra.
The address is 11-7-5-5 Spade.
I'm headed back to my
apartment, so meet me there
if you get this.
I need help.
Gimme the keys.
Come on!
- Seriously, don't
fuck up my car, okay?
- It's a fucking
piece of shit, Stacy.
It'll be fine.
(car engine whirring)
- [Dispatcher] White,
possibly 16 to 21 years,
wearing dark clothing.
Weapon used was a
five to six inch.
(tires screeching)
- Get out.
- Not even near my house.
- You didn't give us shit.
Get the fuck out.
- [Dispatcher] In
a Chevrolet.
- Get the fuck out!
- Y'all out of
your fucking minds!
(car door slams shut)
Fuck you!
(car engine roaring)
(tense music)
(dramatic music)
- Jade, Mads?
Jade, baby?
- Oh my God, Mads!
Are you okay?
Can you hear me?
Where's Jade?
- River, who were those guys?
(dramatic music continues)
(phone vibrating)
- [Vic] Put River
on the phone.
- Where's my daughter?
- [Vic] You fucking snitch!
- Where is she?
- [Vic] You wanna see
her again?
Then you're gonna do
exactly what I say.
Be at Silas' in 30 minutes
or it's nap time for Jade.
- Don't fucking touch her.
- [Vic] It's up to you.
- What the fuck, River?
Hey, who are these guys?
Who are these guys?
Are you doing drug
deals with Silas now?
What's wrong with you?
- It's not like that.
I got set up.
- Hi there, I'm Silas.
What's your name?
- Jade.
- Nice to meet you, Jade.
- I got a plan.
- I dunno.
- You gotta think she
can't use her phone,
otherwise she would've called.
- Yeah.
- I want my mom.
- How about your dad?
- He's an asshole.
- (chuckling) Yeah,
I heard that too.
- You can't go back there,
Alone, you can't.
- I have to.
- What's gonna happen?
You and Jade are coming home.
That's it, okay.
I love you.
- I love you too.
(dramatic music continues)
(car door slams shut)
(car engine roaring)
- What about the station?
She can call there, right?
- How about a soda, yeah?
- Thank you.
- You have very
nice manners, Jade.
(Jade burping)
(Silas laughing)
- [River] Carcillo,
it's River.
I escaped from Silas'.
It's a compound up a
dirt road off of Sierra.
The address is 11-7-5-5
I'm headed back to
my apartment,
so meet me there.
- Her apartment, go!
- I need help!
(tires screeching)
(knocking on door)
Hey, I need to talk to Stevie.
- Okay, come in.
(door creaking)
(mid tempo rap music)
- Look who it is.
Oh, you came back.
Yeah, man, enough with that.
- Yeah, I thought I
couldn't handle you.
- Stevie, I'm serious.
I need some help.
- What you need, Riv?
- I need a piece.
- A piece?
- Yeah man, I need a weapon.
- Yo, you got a piece?
- I don't think she'd want mine.
- Yo, you think I just
got those laying around,
ready to hand out?
- I don't know, I just thought.
- Yo Riv, what kind
of trouble are you in?
- Can you help me or not?
- I'm sorry, River I'm
high as fuck right now.
- Listen,
it's clean.
- Thank you.
- Thank her...
Santa Muerte,
the patron saint for those
of us living on the outside
like me, like you.
She brought you here, and
whatever you're facing,
she'll protect you from it.
Come here.
My dearest and most
Holy Santa Muerte,
my beloved Black lady,
I invoke that aid and
protection for our sister.
My queen, my mother,
I pray that you
grant her protection
day and night without fail.
Holy mother of shadows,
protect her from all
her hidden enemies
and reveal to her
those that are false
and have only bad
intentions for her.
And break down every obstacle
that stands in the path
of her happiness.
Uplift her spirit and
refill her with thy love,
for you are our mother, amen.
(tense music)
- I hope I see you soon.
(dramatic music)
(door creaking)
(dramatic music continues)
- Fuck!
(car door creaking)
(car door slams shut)
- You fucked up my man.
- Yeah, well, he did step in
front of a moving car, so.
- Don't get cute.
- Facts is facts, man.
- What's up with that doll?
- It's for my girl.
She's attached to it.
- Spread your arms.
Spread your legs.
- Most action you've
got in a while?
- You're not funny, bitch.
- Can I go in?
- Yeah.
(door rattling)
Downstairs, snitch.
(dramatic music)
(beads clinking)
- Mama!
- It's okay, baby.
It's okay, it's
okay, I'm here, okay.
- Have a seat, River.
I was just spending some
quality time with Jade.
Cute little thing.
I think I'm gonna
start seeing her.
- Yeah, we can schedule hangouts
and visits whenever
you want, man.
- How do you like that?
Yeah, yeah?
Get her outta here.
- No, no, no, no, wait, wait,
wait, just let her have this.
- No.
- Mama!
- Riv, sit down.
- What the fuck
is wrong with you?
- Come on, sit down.
- Mom, no!
(door creaking)
- Sit the fuck down.
River, sit down.
- [Vic] Stay, stay.
- Fuck you.
(Jade screaming)
- [Jade] Lemme out,
mama, mama!
- What, are you just
gonna let her fucking cry?
- Shut the fuck up!
(Jade sobbing)
So you wanna talk?
- Yeah, let's fucking talk.
- Don't be a cunt.
I heard the mother of
my child needed help.
And yeah, I liked that
you didn't come to me
with your hands out.
I respected that
you wanted to work.
So I said fuck it.
You never asked me for
nothing besides to leave you
and the kid alone.
And did I do that?
Did I do that?
(Jade crying)
- Yeah, you did.
- That's right,
because I respect you.
And what do I get in
return for that respect?
You wore a wire into
my fucking home.
- Si,
I did.
- Shut the fuck up!
(Jade sobbing)
- You know, your fucking
drink's probably the only reason
we're not in jail right now.
- I'm sorry. I got mad.
I'm really sorry, man.
They targeted me,
and I didn't have
another choice.
- You always have a choice.
You shut the fuck up and
you take the medicine.
- Think about
what's in that room
'cause it's not just about me.
And then those cops,
they jammed me apart.
And you were the only
thing they wanted.
It was my little girl
or work for them.
And what was I supposed to do?
- Yeah, it's a pretty
tough spot to be in.
What do y'all think?
What should she have done?
- Shut the fuck up.
- Take her medicine.
- Si, come on.
They don't know that
a deal happened.
- What do they know about me?
- Nothing, not where you live.
They don't know who
your dealers are.
They don't know shit.
And the wire's dead
because otherwise they would've
been here a few hours ago.
We can make this right.
We can all go home.
No one in jail,
and no one dead.
- Wouldn't that be nice?
- Yeah, just let us go home.
It's been a long night.
We're all gassed, man.
- You tried to fuck me River.
And I get it, I
once fucked you too.
So what, you're trying
to get me back now?
- No, no, it's not like that.
I swear, I swear on Jade's life.
- The fuck is that
supposed to mean to me?
- You gotta believe me, man.
- I believe you, I do.
It just doesn't fucking matter
because I can't let a snitch go.
It's bad for business.
I'm sorry, Riv.
(suspenseful music)
- No, step the fuck back.
Stay there, no closing
and drop your fucking gun!
- Take it easy.
- Put it on the floor.
Stay there, kick it, kick it.
- [Silas] Hey, calm down!
(Jade crying)
- Let my fucking daughter go!
- [Silas] I can't do that, Riv.
- Let her go.
Si, I'm not fucking around!
- Riv, Riv, put the gun-
(gun bangs)
Whoa, no!
- Open the door
and let us go Si!
- Vic.
Take it easy.
- Mama, no!
Let her go!
Let her go!
- Come here, come here.
- Let her go!
- Everybody just take a breath.
Jesus Christ!
- Let her go!
- Calm down, calm down!
(Jade screaming)
(River screaming)
- Don't you worry about
her, she'll be fine.
- Fuck you, you
fucking piece of shit!
Let me the fuck go!
- You know what, Vic, hold up.
- [River] Fuck you!
- Shut the fuck up!
(beads clinking)
- She's fucking struggling.
- [Silas] Take her
to the back stairs.
- Fuck it, man.
(door creaking)
(suspenseful music)
(Frankie grunting)
- Hold it tight.
- Yo, yo, yo, where
are you going?
- Gotta go check the door.
- My leg, man.
I'm gonna fucking bleed out.
- It's a flesh wound, man.
You'll be fine.
(suspenseful music)
(crickets chirping)
(alarm beeping)
- Yo, watch her.
(door creaking)
- Valley PD, you're gonna
wanna put that down slowly.
- Hey, time to wake up.
Come on.
(River crying)
Stay still.
Things could have been
a lot different, River.
- Hands on your fucking head.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, hey, sit down!
- Open your eyes.
Open 'em up.
That's it, baby, that's it.
(gun banging)
- What the fuck did you do?
- Fuck!
Come on, come on, come on.
Let's get out of here, come on.
Drop her, drop
her, drop her, man.
Leave this bitch.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
- Hey, hey, hey, sit down.
(Frankie grunting)
- Enough.
I think it's time
we call this in.
(River sobbing)
(beads clinking)
- [Frankie] Vic!
(beads clinking)
- Shit!
Yo, where's everybody?
- We heard shots, and
they went upstairs.
- Where's the girl?
- She bounced, man!
- You couldn't stop a
little girl from leaving?
- [Frankie] Just look
at my fucking leg.
- You let a rat in here
and you can't do
your fucking job.
(Frankie screaming)
(beads clinking)
(suspenseful music)
(River groaning)
- This is Detective
Carcillo requesting backup
on 11-7-5-5 Spade Road.
Shots have been fired,
and an officer's been hit.
(River panting)
(door creaking)
- [Frankie] Si?
- Don't say a fucking word!
(suspenseful music)
- Mama!
(Jade and River roaring)
- Go, go!
- What about Frankie?
- Fuck Frankie!
- No, I gotta go get him.
- Fuck!
(suspenseful music continues)
(River gasping)
- Ah, ah, shh, daddy's got you.
(Frankie grunting)
- Come on, okay.
Come on, get the
door, get the door.
(door creaking)
(alarm blaring)
- Here, take the girl.
- [Vic] Si, we
ain't got time, man.
We gotta go.
We gotta fucking
go man, come on!
- River!
(Silas coughing)
(alarm blaring continues)
- Thank you for her.
(Silas retching)
(melancholy music)
- Mom!
- Drop my daughter, Vic!
Put her down now!
I said, put her fucking down!
- River, put the gun down!
- Stay the fuck
outta this, Carcillo!
He's dead!
- Riv, come on, don't do
anything fucking stupid.
- They took my fucking daughter!
- I know, you got her back.
It's over, let us handle this.
- I'm done being
your fucking pawn.
- That's fine, just
put the gun down.
- Say it.
- You're done, River.
- Turn around,
get on your knees!
Turn around, hands
on your head now!
Down, don't you fucking move!
- Oh, baby.
- [Frankie] Chill!
- [Carcillo] You fucking chill.
- [Hernandez] Don't
you fucking move.
- River!
(police siren wailing)
- [Frankie] My fucking leg, man.
- [Hernandez] Shut up!
- I don't give a shit
about your fucking leg.
- [Frankie] Yo, fucking
chill (grunting)!
- [Vic] Fuck, man!
(melancholy music)
- We stayed dangerous.
(River chuckling)
- Yeah, you're
fucking right we did.
(dogs barking)
(birds chirping)
Drink some more, baby.
(uplifting music)
(Jade burping)
(Jade and River chuckling)
- Is that all you got?
(Jade burping)
(Jade and River laughing)
(indistinct chatter)
(uplifting music continues)
(melancholy music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music ends)