Anything That Moves (2025) Movie Script
1
- Do you like it?
- Yes.
Thank you.
- Hey, girls, Thea, Julia.
Girls, what the fuck is this?
Did you just, did you
just give that guy money?
- Find you later.
- You bought your
sister a fucking hooker?
- Happy birthday, sis.
You made it to 18.
- I've never seen that.
You were the son.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
That's it, that's it.
- Thank you.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
I'm okay, I'm okay.
- You hungry?
- Yeah, I'm hungry.
I want you to take this money
and get yourself
a nice young girl.
- I've got a nice
girl right here.
- Okay.
- Now you should eat.
- Very big.
- Hey, um, do you
think you could pay me
on the app, actually?
- Why, do you need
more money, Liam?
- No,
it's, it's not that.
It's just, it's easier,
like through the,
through the app on the phone.
- I, I don't know.
- Oh.
That's okay, do you, do
you mind if I just do it?
- No.
- We'll just
say it's for a sandwich
and we'll know what it means.
- Okay.
- $400 sandwich.
- I love this sandwich,
but I love you more.
I love you so much.
- That's great, Rachel.
- Don't go.
- I have to go.
- Please.
- I have to.
- No.
- You don't.
- I do.
- Stay.
- I have to go.
- Go.
Go and share your gift
with the whole world,
what a wonderful thing.
I love you, I love you.
I love you so much.
- I love you too.
- No, you don't.
I don't know if
you love anybody,
but we love you just the same.
And when you're out there,
remember, you are a
Goddamn fucking machine.
You're adorable.
And you're a hunk
and a beefcake.
- Thank you, Rachel.
- Liam, the wings
on the porch, turn back.
- Hey, excuse me.
- Hey.
Hey, man.
I have your cookies.
Hot, warm, fresh
cookies.
They're getting cold
out here all over.
- Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
- Hey, man.
I have your cookies.
Gooey cookies, all for you
when they're getting cold,
all alone out here.
- Batter up, batter up.
No batter, no batter,
no batter, no batter.
Fuck you.
- This is Liam's phone.
Don't leave a
message, I love you.
- Hi.
Standing on this stoop,
thinking about my last time,
holding this bag of cookies.
Like, only gonna
fuck one more weirdo,
but kind of wonder where my
partner is, so calm me back.
Hey, man.
- Hello.
I've got some milk, the
milk for the cookies.
Oh.
- Oh, yeah.
Oh, this is good.
Okay.
Now tell me to stop.
- What?
- Yeah, tell me to
stop fucking her.
Fucking do it.
- Sorry, Liam, I
couldn't help myself.
- Oh, okay.
Can I leave and come back?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
What?
No.
What is this?
Thea, how can you do this to me?
- Oh, fuck.
- No.
- God.
I fucking hate everything.
- Am I scaring you?
- Yeah.
- You want me to stop?
- No.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't apologize.
- I didn't mean
to make you cry.
- Don't apologize.
That's exactly it.
- You know what I just realize?
We left the backpacks inside.
- I'll go, you
stay here with me.
- Sure.
- Hey, sorry.
- You good?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, I hear you,
I'm just wondering if you could
do better than solicitation.
- Horse.
- I just don't see how
solicitation is my concern.
No.
- What?
- No.
- Can I use it tonight?
- Not today.
- To try her out?
- Uh-uh.
- Come on, man.
It's only paperwork, it's only
paperwork if you tell on me.
- See, that's the kind of thing
that makes people not like us.
- You know what?
That's no reason
to fuck with a man
and to fuck with his job.
Everyone bitches about
fucking brutality.
It's this hatred for what we
do, for what we stand for,
and for what we dedicated
our lives to doing,
just because we have a
couple of balls and a cock.
- All right.
- Let's go.
- All right, make the next
thing you say the address.
- on Sheridan, 104 and 2093.
- Just let me fire off one
round and then I'll be done.
- No.
- I'm so dirty.
- I know, I was gonna say
same thing.
Me, I'm clean as a dish.
- What does that mean?
- It means that dishes are clean
and I'm clean.
- I don't think
people say that.
Liam, come here.
- What?
- Shut up and get in the tub.
No, you're supposed to
take your stuff off first.
Rules in the tub.
- I didn't know
there were rules.
- Seriously?
- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah,.
There are rules, you know?
And you break all of them.
- No, I don't.
- Yeah, you do.
- No, I don't.
- Did you
fuck my whole family?
- No.
- Me, my sister, my dad.
- Okay, that's not how it
happened, your dad's a dick.
- Show me.
- He pulled over
the car, I got in.
And then, he have
this weird wooden box,
he put it on my lap.
- Like this?
- You're not gonna
wanna pass up an opportunity.
- Okay, what's your name?
- Liam.
- You hungry, Liam?
- No.
- You're kind of skinny
that's why I asked.
- Thanks.
- Listen, I love my
daughters, my family, my car.
I love what I've
done for myself.
And all I ask is for respect
for my things in my life.
- I respect you.
- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do.
What?
- Right now, you're
young and cute,
the girls are young and cute,
I bet even the boys
are young and cute.
- And the girls are
young and bouncy.
And I bet the boys
are even tight.
But, uh, pretty soon,
you're just gonna be
a washed out whore.
- The problems, self problems,
you won't be all
rubbery, elastic, smooth.
And not to mention your head.
- Your box just spit out a buck.
- Keep it.
- Eat the money?
- Yeah, you want
money for nothing, right?
Sucks.
- Pleasure.
- That's not work.
It's bullshit.
- That box right there.
- That thing?
It's magic.
It keeps spitting out money.
- Smell it.
- Cash.
- How much I owe you?
- $500.
- It should be a privilege
to eat out my daughter.
- I'm good at what I do.
- Now, give me some.
- Stop.
- We're not another hunter.
- Stop.
Stop it.
- You fuck my daughters,
and you won't even kiss me.
- I see you.
Stop.
- Why?
- You said you.
Stop.
You said we didn't have to-
- Just print
yourself another 20.
- Stop it.
You said we didn't have
to do it.
- You fuck my daughters,
but you won't kiss me.
- You're just a cheap
magic trick, Liam.
- You're just a
cheap magic trick.
- First, I
thought it was a shotgun
or exploding round,
but this is handmade,
like someone carved into
the back of his head.
- Hey, be careful,
you don't get outta that
blood in your hands.
- Yeah, don't worry about me.
- You know, I don't know
how you can deal with kids.
Don't you know they
come outta women.
- Well, they don't have
your bad attitude yet.
- Yeah, I will.
- This guy's still gonna
live the American dream.
Ask a handsome fellow
like you did the dance.
- I don't think so, I
don't roll that way.
- Watch your tone,
you make him feel bad.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
You're gonna go ahead and
shoot up the whole school?
Because if you do, I'm
gonna be waiting there
with a body bag.
- Our job is to intervene
before such things happen.
- And that's what we're
doing, we're intervening.
Do you understand?
Look me in the eyes.
Fuck, it's gnarly in there.
- What did she say when
I call it in, gnarly?
- Yeah, gnarly, she
says it's gnarly.
- What'd you taking the cookies?
- Who the fuck do you
think is gonna miss
the generic store band
piece of shit cookies.
- Officer, officer, I saw
somebody bring those cookies.
- Did you get a
good look at 'em?
Can you describe them?
- They were cute, I like them.
- Cute, like how?
Like, what do you think is cute?
- They seemed open to the world.
Brave, very brave.
- Uh-huh.
Are you fucking kidding?
- I get it.
Let's just go find Liam.
- I want you to quit with me.
- Is that the new rule?
- It's the new rule.
- I don't want to,
Thea, this is what I do.
- What happens when you're
all old and worn out,
like my dad said.
- That happens to everybody.
- Not if you're
smart, it doesn't.
- I'm trapped.
- You're not trapped,
you just need to think
of a new thing to do.
- I have one thing.
- Some people keep
loving money separate.
- Not me.
- I knew you
were gonna say that.
- I like making
people light up.
- Yeah, you make
everyone feel good.
You got a dip right here.
- I got a hole in my head?
- For both of us.
- Hmm.
That tickle.
- As I live and breathe.
It's our lovely Liam.
You're just in time,
man, she's ready for you.
- No, man.
She's ready for you.
Okay, you might wanna
put some, uh, lemon
on the guacamole just in
case this takes so long.
Don't you hate it
when it goes all gray.
- Lemon.
Lemon.
Yeah, just make sure
you wash your fingers.
Wash your fingers.
- Oh, my
God, you're right.
- Oh, my
God, you're here.
- Hi, Jill.
- Just yesterday, I,
I heard a gun, a gunshot.
- Oh, no.
- They made
me so nervous.
- That's terrible.
Do you mind if I
bring Robert in?
- Sure, I guess.
- Hey, baby.
- That feels nice.
- Of course it does.
You mind if I let Robert try?
- Oh, sure, yeah, I guess.
- Okay.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Do you like that?
- Yeah.
I'm dreaming of the chickens.
- The chickens?
In the yard.
Behind the wire fence.
That's where my love lives.
Crawling on your
hands and knees.
Grabbing the squawking bird.
- Yes.
- Grab it.
I'll bring a snack.
- Chicken?
- The chicken, baby.
- We have cats in there.
- This is for the cats?
- And it'll go crazy, that
thing was my grandmother's.
She whittled wood, made little
dolls and horse figurines.
But yeah, the cat gets weird,
can like stab him or something.
As for me,
I'm about to go get
high.
- Got a pizza delivery.
Got a medium sausage pizza.
Pizza delivery.
Got a pizza delivery.
Got a medium sausage pizza.
- Who gives a shit
about the pizza.
I came here to fuck.
Come on, sweetheart.
- Okay, cool.
- You like that?
- Mm-hm.
- Oh, you're all
white and creamy.
You mind if I call you Milky?
- Milky?
Uh, sure, I guess not.
- Not much of a
talker, are you, Milky?
On a account of
you being retarded.
- I like you.
- I'm not, what?
- Yeah.
You got head trauma, I can tell.
You got a big bald spot up here.
Hey, you learned to be horny,
despite your bald head and
lack of verbal aptitude.
It's okay.
I'll fuck you just the same.
- It's just a cowlick.
- You and your twin sister,
you suck and fuck every trucker
in this old run downtown.
You, Milky, you're the bad one.
You got the missing connections,
the gaps between synapses.
They're buzzing like ghosts,
hissing and zapping
in your skull.
Killing you, and
driving you to kill.
- Hey.
- What the hell, man?
- Carry my ass around.
I can tell, you're a
moron just like me.
Just a vast empty head.
A portal to discovery.
You know the other day,
I saw a kid covered
in blood and bones.
Only thing he could
talk about was cookies.
- Cookies?
- Yeah, I work at
the courthouse.
Cops are looking for
two delivery kids,
kind of like you, Milky.
Did you do it?
- Fuck off, man.
- That's right.
Get it out, Milky.
You little psycho killer.
- I didn't kill anybody.
- Then why do you
got that knife?
Yeah, come on, Milky.
Yeah, get it out, you pussy.
Yeah, come on.
Fuck my ass, bitch.
- Yeah.
You like that?
- Yeah.
- That's what you like.
- Yeah.
Fuck me, you bitch.
- That's what you like?
Stop, stop, stop.
- Come on.
- Stop.
- Come on, stop, stop.
- Come on, kill me.
Kill me.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Fuck my ass, bitch.
Yes.
Yes.
- It's okay, it's okay.
- You should be more careful.
Somebody could get hurt.
- I'm very careful.
Fuck this.
- Hey, I guess this
whore app really works.
- Hey, kid, did you
bring our donuts?
- We ordered donuts,
'cause we're cops, get it?
- Hey, what the fuck?
Hey.
What about my bike?
- Fuck your bike.
- I've got, I've
got a delivery, so.
- Yeah, yeah, that's all right,
'cause that's what we
wanna talk to you about.
- Yeah, who do we talk
to about customer service?
- What?
- See, I ordered
this crazy thing.
- This guy's nuts.
- I ordered cookies.
- Who, who
gets cookies delivered.
- And then two
people show up, cookies.
- It was fucking crazy,
he told me about
it the next day.
- Yeah, but then I got killed.
- Man, look at all these
fucking cunts out tonight.
They're fucking miniskirts
and they're high heels,
just trying to get a
big dick inside of them.
Fuck 'em raw, it makes me sick.
- Calm down.
- What?
It's just guy talk,
we're having fun.
It's how we get to
know each other.
Right, Liam?
Oh, yeah, the city
makes us use Polaroids,
everything's gotta be hard copy.
- My God.
- Yeah, they scoop the
brains out, something good.
- A big hole.
- Mm-hm.
Yeah, it's a nice space, but
what they're asking for rent,
forget about it.
- He's got mute, I'm
going back there.
- Watch it, watch it.
- Oh.
Ah, whoo.
I am not the young
man I used to be.
Listen, calm down.
I, um.
I think you did it.
- Oh, fuck.
- It's all
right, calm down.
All right, this is
scary, he's stupid.
I'm too pretty for
this line of work,
but we're here to
help you, okay?
We're gonna help you
fix this thing, okay?
- I don't know what happened.
I went in the house, I
delivered the food, I left.
I don't know how that
happened, I don't know.
- That's great.
- Well, a little bit in fall.
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Now were you alone?
- Yeah.
- Huh?
- Yes.
- Mm.
You know, that's funny
because we have an eye witness
that says they saw you and
that little girlfriend of yours
leaving the scene of the crime
right after this
dude got murdered
in front of his fucking kid.
- She's not my girlfriend.
- It's complicated, we get it.
So this is nowadays, huh?
Yeah.
How this wokeness just looks
like unmasked perversion
if you ask me.
You know, young, young
men like yourself,
it's no wonder you're confused.
No veil over the temptation
anymore, it's apps.
It's like little traps
right there in your pocket.
No one faults you for
being confused, son.
You just need a
little bit of help,
you don't know right from wrong.
Help, that's us.
We're the helpers.
We're here to help.
- Yeah, we're
your guidance counselors,
we come from above.
- Mm-hm, he's joking,
but it's, it's true.
No more of the deliveries, okay?
- Sure.
- Sure.
It's gonna ruin your
life, all right?
How well do
you know Thea Williams?
- What?
- She's in the database, dude.
The fucking computer.
Hey, keep your head
on a swivel, okay?
- What's going on?
- Did you ever do
anything wrong?
- No, never.
- The cops just drove me around
they say they found a head.
- A head?
- Yeah.
That guy, Ray, your last guy.
Stop.
They showed me a
picture of his head.
- Just chill out.
- There's a dead guy, Thea.
That guy we fucked, he's dead.
- Fuck up.
- Yeah, it is pretty fuck up.
They think we did it, they
say you're in the computer.
- I think everyone's
in the computer,
so I don't really
know what that means.
Just sleep with me.
- His brains.
- I'm
dreaming, it's nice.
- What are you dreaming
about this time?
- Our life in a magic box.
It's made of wood and
the lines make a shape,
and the shape makes a picture.
And I know that shape
and box and cash,
and picture are
just words I know,
but when you open the door.
- The door?
- Or whatever you wanna call it.
- Door.
- When you open the door,
that's the magic part.
Everything's piled in there.
It's you and me and
the dirty money,
and the house and
everything's okay.
- I don't have much
to say.
I guess Ray got that from me.
I do know that Ray
always liked to smoke.
Especially when he had to think
about something heavy
weighing on his soul.
I know it's not healthy,
but I ask that we all smoke
today, and.
Oh, Ray.
- Okay, guys.
- Oh, my God.
- How about we have
one for Ray, huh?
There you go.
For Ray, huh?
- Hey, buddy.
- You whore me on
the app to this.
- I thought you wanted to
pay respects, you know,
to that guy you killed.
Oh, am I making you mad at me?
- Let's all smoke one for Ray.
How about it?
Have a good one here.
Smoke one for Ray.
There you go.
Smoke them down.
All right, tell me
about your daddy.
- I feel really, really good.
- Jesus, that was bleak.
Let's go somewhere fun.
- You all right?
You'll be all right.
- Johnny Chicago,
you leave dog on me.
- She's got something
for everybody, you know.
Hey, you still got my knife?
- Oh, yeah, do you need it back?
- No, not at all.
Seems like you need it more
than me, plus I've got my own.
- Get that one from
your grandma too?
- My maternal
one this time.
- Hey, let me ask you something,
why do they call
you Johnny Chicago?
- Maybe you don't know.
But I was the purest, best
all American delivery boy,
arrived on a train
from Iowa and nothing
but my bleach white
tidy whiteness.
You know how they
stayed so clean?
- No, how?
- Train car hobos cleaned
every single straw.
Licked them, before they
let me sleep in the head.
- Now you're slinging hot dogs?
- Hey, come on, man.
But I still fuck perfect,
and everybody loves me.
- I see you've been talking
to your twin sister.
- Oh, yeah, kind of.
- Johnny Chicago, huh?
- Uh-huh.
- He's a legend.
- Oh, yeah?
- Just like you're gonna be.
- I don't think I wanna
be a legend like that,
he seems kind of fuck up.
- I got
a special delivery.
- What's the order?
- Wet Italian beef.
- Do it quick, I heard one
of the clients got murdered.
- No, shit.
- Yeah, the cops found the body
with the brains fucked down.
- Kind of hot.
- Oh, dude.
- Do I know you?
- She's been thinking about you.
- What have you been up to?
- I've almost graduated.
- Oh, with what?
- She thinks she's fancy.
- It's boring,
criminal psychology.
- Be back in just a second.
Fuck.
- Come on, let's get outta here.
- I should save it for work.
- He loves his work.
- More than he loves us.
- Seems like it doesn't.
- Who was best this time?
- Still you.
- I wouldn't resent
you if you picked her.
- She's nice too.
- Yeah, I bet she is.
What if you just
stayed with me today?
We could go on vacation.
You and Julia could
run away together.
- Yeah, yeah.
What if I did?
How many of these
are you gonna make?
- Guess what?
She left us
champagne and caviar.
- What were you talking to
Martin about last night?
- The money box.
- Oh, like a con?
- Where are you going?
- I have work.
- Will you stay and
just eat a little?
You know, one time,
this guy told my dad
that he wanted to buy it.
My dad got so excited, he put
together an entire magic show.
But then at some point,
during the juggling,
the guy slipped away
into the kitchen
and I was just standing there.
He kind of started
messing around.
- What do you mean?
- He wasn't there
for the magic show.
- What'd you do?
- I don't know, I
kind of liked it.
He wasn't that old,
and I was old enough.
- Jesus.
- But then Julia stabbed
him with a pair of scissors.
- What?
She stabbed him with scissors?
- Yeah, there was blood
squirting everywhere,
underwears at her ankles,
and my dad was like,
"I'm trying to cut you a
deal, man, how about 20k?"
- The sheets are.
- I mean, uh, it's fine.
The sheets smelled weird anyway.
- Just feel gross.
- Where's the whore guy?
- We're here to help.
Resistance may lead to harm.
Hi, Thea.
- Who the fuck are you?
- Hey, buddy.
- What the fuck?
- Nice to see you.
Shit.
Fuck you.
- What's the big deal?
- What's the big deal?
You see that sign
outside that door
that says homicide and murder?
That's the big deal.
- Couldn't
stay off the app, huh?
- I want you to tell
me about your sex life.
- Well, if I did that,
I'd have to charge you.
Now, am I under arrest?
'Cause if I'm not under arrest.
- You're an enigma,
but I'm gonna figure you out.
- No.
Oh, no, no, no.
What is this?
- That?
That is dirty cheap money.
You know all about
that, don't you?
- Yeah, I have one of these.
- Because
there's one here, see?
It's here.
And it's here.
So, are these sorts
of tasteless drawings,
is that, is that funny
to, to put them in their,
in their little holes?
- No, that's, it's nice.
- What's nice?
- The drawing is nice.
- Nice?
What do, what do you mean nice?
Because that's, that's just
not the word I would choose
to describe the signature of
a homo fucking serial killer.
Serial killer.
Got it?
Get it?
This is real life.
- These two,
they had a baby, right?
Another orphan,
kind of like you.
- I'm too old to be an orphan.
- Nobody's told to
be an orphan, Liam.
God's been gone a long time.
- I'm just a big
baby, don't you know?
- Fuck.
- Calm down, calm down.
Take a breath, calm down.
We're gonna let you go for now.
- It's me.
Hey, don't answer
the door, okay?
People I know are dying, really?
So like, don't answer
the door, like for real,
don't answer it.
Okay.
- Hey, you want a dog or what?
- Yeah, sure.
Thanks.
- You gotta look at this thing
as a freak weather event.
It's not anyone's fault,
least of all yours, right?
But with this freaky weather
happening more often,
the sun's burning brighter.
The oceans are blowing up.
I've got a job if you want in.
- I don't think I can,
I think I'm done.
- It's good money, good
people, you'll feel good.
- Not dangerous?
- Not if you're smart like me.
- I don't know.
I don't think I can do it.
- Ah, no worries, man.
More sex and more
dollars for me.
- Hey, Johnny, what's up?
- I brought a friend.
- What is this, two for one?
- Nah, bet you can watch.
- Oh, she's in
bed, you'd be nice.
- You know I'm nice.
- Johnny, I'm not fucking
around, you'd be nice.
- What your friend's deal?
- I don't know.
- Like something's
going on here.
- He's already.
- I gotta do
everything my damn stuff.
- That tickled.
- He's fine, let's do this.
- Shirt, come on.
- I don't know.
Pretty savory.
You're not full of shit.
You're not too sweet.
There's something in there.
- So, what do you wanna do?
- In the van, come on.
Yeah, fuck him.
I want, I want soft.
I want tender.
I want love.
Smells great in here.
Next time, kid,
bring the magic with you.
- Oh, God.
- Fill your soul
with the moon, man.
And if there's no moon,
there's always a street lamps.
- Hey, I'm looking for a
little late night delivery.
You boys think you
can help me out?
- Yeah, I'm down.
- Back off.
Johnny, Johnny.
- Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.
Man, I make you queens goes bad.
- Let's do this.
- Let's do this, man.
- Let's go.
- Let's go.
Come on, buddy.
- Please.
- He's just the guy.
- Just the guy.
- Liam, that's correct.
Liam, Liam, Liam,
may I introduce you
to my little friend,
which is myself in the city,
this great city of ours.
Just much anger.
Fucking stick the landing.
- Okay, Officer Dodge,
what do you wanna know?
- Man, I don't wanna know shit.
Got something for you.
- I'm good.
- Huh?
- I'm good.
- It's not a question.
This is your last party for
a long, long time, fuck it.
Show me, show me, show me.
That's a good boy.
That's a good boy.
Man, we are gonna
have fun tonight.
All right, let's go, guys.
You know what it's about.
Yeah, you fucking do.
Johnny, good job, good job.
Take it off.
Shoes, don't forget the socks.
Liam, stop trying
to discourage him.
And why don't you start
undressing yourself.
- Come on, man.
- Come on, what?
You're too far, boys.
Hey.
You're too fucking far.
I can't fucking see you.
Where'd you fucking go?
- Okay, what do
you want us to do?
- Go run around with each other.
Have fun.
- He's fucking with us.
He's gonna kill us.
- He's just a gay cop.
There are a lot of those.
You can do this.
- Let's go, guys.
Yeah, who the fuck am I, right?
I'm only the law.
You fucking cock sucker.
We're having fun with you.
This is fun.
You don't feel like
doing what I say.
You don't feel like
listening to me, Liam.
Do as you told, all right?
Now you're kissing.
Yeah.
Whoa.
Whoa.
You get closer, Liam.
Too much , huh?
I have a treat for you.
Mm.
Uh, sweet treat for a sweet boy.
Whoo.
I got another treat for you.
It's drugs.
Big drugs.
Horses.
Neigh.
Oh.
Are you a horse?
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yes!
You fucking slut.
You fucking abandoned me.
I fucking own you, I own you.
You fucking cunt.
I miss you, I miss you.
Fuck.
Oh, yeah.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Hey.
Come on, man, I'm not done.
Get the fuck up, I'm not done.
I'm not done.
You're fucking.
You, you fucking pussy.
Pussy.
Fucking whore.
Fuck!
- Hey, hey, hey.
Where's Johnny?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Where's Johnny?
Johnny, where the
fuck is Johnny?
- Oh, I don't know.
Over there.
- You saying he drowned?
- No, I'm saying I left
him over there somewhere.
Whoa.
Are you fucking kidding me.
Hey, man, don't.
- Fuck.
Fuck.
- Shh, it's okay.
Come on, come on.
- Sorry about that.
- It's okay.
- What do I owe you?
- Owe me?
- Yeah, I doubt you
got anything out of that.
- What the fuck, Liam?
- What?
- You have
to take a break,
your head's all messed up.
- What's with all this sand?
- I don't know, you
probably tracked it in.
- It's you?
It's you.
It's you.
- Liam, stop.
Stop, stop, stop,
stop, stop, stop.
- You hurt our friends.
- Liam, no.
You don't have to do this.
Liam.
- I guess you're right, I've
been pretty scary lately.
- You don't have to do this.
- I don't know
what else there is.
- Liam.
Liam.
- I don't know who's
killing all the people, man,
but it isn't me.
- And you see, you don't
listen when we talk.
I've been looking
out for you, son.
- What?
- You are such a baby.
You young white men, like you
have been turned into sluts.
You should be captain
of a Viking ship.
Fucking angels in the sky
while you crawl through the mud
into puckered little assholes
in all shades of flapping labia.
- What do you want?
- I want you.
- You killed all my clients.
- I saved you.
- You murdered them.
- Cruelty, cruelty, cruelty.
It's cruelty.
If Christ can't stomach
it, neither can I.
- I want you to be mean to me.
- You know you're young.
Your milk hasn't spoiled yet.
Drink it, son.
I know I've been gone.
I've been gone a long
time and I'm sorry.
I am so sorry,
but I'm here now.
- Thea.
Thea?
What the fuck?
- He locks me up.
- That's so annoying.
- He's just confused.
- No longer dormant
within the boiling sack.
Come with me, son.
We'll go together.
Come with me.
We are him.
We'll take up our sword.
Be the catastrophe
that writes the world.
- Come on.
Please.
I can make you feel better.
I can make you whole.
No.
- And I just wanna dig at you.
- Be careful.
- Just shut up.
- You.
Oh, fuck.
- What's the matter?
What did I do?
- Somebody got Liam.
- I gotta go, my
friend's in trouble.
- What if I fuck in the
back of your head, Liam.
- I would never resent you
for having a good time.
- Look at Liam.
And there's the fucking cop.
Look at what he's doing.
Go get him.
- Hey.
That's my spot, not his.
That's my spot, not his.
- I love you, Thea.
- You just
have a headache.
Do you feel anything in there?
- Let me try.
- Do you like it?
- Yes.
Thank you.
- Hey, girls, Thea, Julia.
Girls, what the fuck is this?
Did you just, did you
just give that guy money?
- Find you later.
- You bought your
sister a fucking hooker?
- Happy birthday, sis.
You made it to 18.
- I've never seen that.
You were the son.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
That's it, that's it.
- Thank you.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
I'm okay, I'm okay.
- You hungry?
- Yeah, I'm hungry.
I want you to take this money
and get yourself
a nice young girl.
- I've got a nice
girl right here.
- Okay.
- Now you should eat.
- Very big.
- Hey, um, do you
think you could pay me
on the app, actually?
- Why, do you need
more money, Liam?
- No,
it's, it's not that.
It's just, it's easier,
like through the,
through the app on the phone.
- I, I don't know.
- Oh.
That's okay, do you, do
you mind if I just do it?
- No.
- We'll just
say it's for a sandwich
and we'll know what it means.
- Okay.
- $400 sandwich.
- I love this sandwich,
but I love you more.
I love you so much.
- That's great, Rachel.
- Don't go.
- I have to go.
- Please.
- I have to.
- No.
- You don't.
- I do.
- Stay.
- I have to go.
- Go.
Go and share your gift
with the whole world,
what a wonderful thing.
I love you, I love you.
I love you so much.
- I love you too.
- No, you don't.
I don't know if
you love anybody,
but we love you just the same.
And when you're out there,
remember, you are a
Goddamn fucking machine.
You're adorable.
And you're a hunk
and a beefcake.
- Thank you, Rachel.
- Liam, the wings
on the porch, turn back.
- Hey, excuse me.
- Hey.
Hey, man.
I have your cookies.
Hot, warm, fresh
cookies.
They're getting cold
out here all over.
- Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
Stupid dick.
- Hey, man.
I have your cookies.
Gooey cookies, all for you
when they're getting cold,
all alone out here.
- Batter up, batter up.
No batter, no batter,
no batter, no batter.
Fuck you.
- This is Liam's phone.
Don't leave a
message, I love you.
- Hi.
Standing on this stoop,
thinking about my last time,
holding this bag of cookies.
Like, only gonna
fuck one more weirdo,
but kind of wonder where my
partner is, so calm me back.
Hey, man.
- Hello.
I've got some milk, the
milk for the cookies.
Oh.
- Oh, yeah.
Oh, this is good.
Okay.
Now tell me to stop.
- What?
- Yeah, tell me to
stop fucking her.
Fucking do it.
- Sorry, Liam, I
couldn't help myself.
- Oh, okay.
Can I leave and come back?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
What?
No.
What is this?
Thea, how can you do this to me?
- Oh, fuck.
- No.
- God.
I fucking hate everything.
- Am I scaring you?
- Yeah.
- You want me to stop?
- No.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't apologize.
- I didn't mean
to make you cry.
- Don't apologize.
That's exactly it.
- You know what I just realize?
We left the backpacks inside.
- I'll go, you
stay here with me.
- Sure.
- Hey, sorry.
- You good?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, I hear you,
I'm just wondering if you could
do better than solicitation.
- Horse.
- I just don't see how
solicitation is my concern.
No.
- What?
- No.
- Can I use it tonight?
- Not today.
- To try her out?
- Uh-uh.
- Come on, man.
It's only paperwork, it's only
paperwork if you tell on me.
- See, that's the kind of thing
that makes people not like us.
- You know what?
That's no reason
to fuck with a man
and to fuck with his job.
Everyone bitches about
fucking brutality.
It's this hatred for what we
do, for what we stand for,
and for what we dedicated
our lives to doing,
just because we have a
couple of balls and a cock.
- All right.
- Let's go.
- All right, make the next
thing you say the address.
- on Sheridan, 104 and 2093.
- Just let me fire off one
round and then I'll be done.
- No.
- I'm so dirty.
- I know, I was gonna say
same thing.
Me, I'm clean as a dish.
- What does that mean?
- It means that dishes are clean
and I'm clean.
- I don't think
people say that.
Liam, come here.
- What?
- Shut up and get in the tub.
No, you're supposed to
take your stuff off first.
Rules in the tub.
- I didn't know
there were rules.
- Seriously?
- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah,.
There are rules, you know?
And you break all of them.
- No, I don't.
- Yeah, you do.
- No, I don't.
- Did you
fuck my whole family?
- No.
- Me, my sister, my dad.
- Okay, that's not how it
happened, your dad's a dick.
- Show me.
- He pulled over
the car, I got in.
And then, he have
this weird wooden box,
he put it on my lap.
- Like this?
- You're not gonna
wanna pass up an opportunity.
- Okay, what's your name?
- Liam.
- You hungry, Liam?
- No.
- You're kind of skinny
that's why I asked.
- Thanks.
- Listen, I love my
daughters, my family, my car.
I love what I've
done for myself.
And all I ask is for respect
for my things in my life.
- I respect you.
- No, you don't.
- Yes, I do.
What?
- Right now, you're
young and cute,
the girls are young and cute,
I bet even the boys
are young and cute.
- And the girls are
young and bouncy.
And I bet the boys
are even tight.
But, uh, pretty soon,
you're just gonna be
a washed out whore.
- The problems, self problems,
you won't be all
rubbery, elastic, smooth.
And not to mention your head.
- Your box just spit out a buck.
- Keep it.
- Eat the money?
- Yeah, you want
money for nothing, right?
Sucks.
- Pleasure.
- That's not work.
It's bullshit.
- That box right there.
- That thing?
It's magic.
It keeps spitting out money.
- Smell it.
- Cash.
- How much I owe you?
- $500.
- It should be a privilege
to eat out my daughter.
- I'm good at what I do.
- Now, give me some.
- Stop.
- We're not another hunter.
- Stop.
Stop it.
- You fuck my daughters,
and you won't even kiss me.
- I see you.
Stop.
- Why?
- You said you.
Stop.
You said we didn't have to-
- Just print
yourself another 20.
- Stop it.
You said we didn't have
to do it.
- You fuck my daughters,
but you won't kiss me.
- You're just a cheap
magic trick, Liam.
- You're just a
cheap magic trick.
- First, I
thought it was a shotgun
or exploding round,
but this is handmade,
like someone carved into
the back of his head.
- Hey, be careful,
you don't get outta that
blood in your hands.
- Yeah, don't worry about me.
- You know, I don't know
how you can deal with kids.
Don't you know they
come outta women.
- Well, they don't have
your bad attitude yet.
- Yeah, I will.
- This guy's still gonna
live the American dream.
Ask a handsome fellow
like you did the dance.
- I don't think so, I
don't roll that way.
- Watch your tone,
you make him feel bad.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
You're gonna go ahead and
shoot up the whole school?
Because if you do, I'm
gonna be waiting there
with a body bag.
- Our job is to intervene
before such things happen.
- And that's what we're
doing, we're intervening.
Do you understand?
Look me in the eyes.
Fuck, it's gnarly in there.
- What did she say when
I call it in, gnarly?
- Yeah, gnarly, she
says it's gnarly.
- What'd you taking the cookies?
- Who the fuck do you
think is gonna miss
the generic store band
piece of shit cookies.
- Officer, officer, I saw
somebody bring those cookies.
- Did you get a
good look at 'em?
Can you describe them?
- They were cute, I like them.
- Cute, like how?
Like, what do you think is cute?
- They seemed open to the world.
Brave, very brave.
- Uh-huh.
Are you fucking kidding?
- I get it.
Let's just go find Liam.
- I want you to quit with me.
- Is that the new rule?
- It's the new rule.
- I don't want to,
Thea, this is what I do.
- What happens when you're
all old and worn out,
like my dad said.
- That happens to everybody.
- Not if you're
smart, it doesn't.
- I'm trapped.
- You're not trapped,
you just need to think
of a new thing to do.
- I have one thing.
- Some people keep
loving money separate.
- Not me.
- I knew you
were gonna say that.
- I like making
people light up.
- Yeah, you make
everyone feel good.
You got a dip right here.
- I got a hole in my head?
- For both of us.
- Hmm.
That tickle.
- As I live and breathe.
It's our lovely Liam.
You're just in time,
man, she's ready for you.
- No, man.
She's ready for you.
Okay, you might wanna
put some, uh, lemon
on the guacamole just in
case this takes so long.
Don't you hate it
when it goes all gray.
- Lemon.
Lemon.
Yeah, just make sure
you wash your fingers.
Wash your fingers.
- Oh, my
God, you're right.
- Oh, my
God, you're here.
- Hi, Jill.
- Just yesterday, I,
I heard a gun, a gunshot.
- Oh, no.
- They made
me so nervous.
- That's terrible.
Do you mind if I
bring Robert in?
- Sure, I guess.
- Hey, baby.
- That feels nice.
- Of course it does.
You mind if I let Robert try?
- Oh, sure, yeah, I guess.
- Okay.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Do you like that?
- Yeah.
I'm dreaming of the chickens.
- The chickens?
In the yard.
Behind the wire fence.
That's where my love lives.
Crawling on your
hands and knees.
Grabbing the squawking bird.
- Yes.
- Grab it.
I'll bring a snack.
- Chicken?
- The chicken, baby.
- We have cats in there.
- This is for the cats?
- And it'll go crazy, that
thing was my grandmother's.
She whittled wood, made little
dolls and horse figurines.
But yeah, the cat gets weird,
can like stab him or something.
As for me,
I'm about to go get
high.
- Got a pizza delivery.
Got a medium sausage pizza.
Pizza delivery.
Got a pizza delivery.
Got a medium sausage pizza.
- Who gives a shit
about the pizza.
I came here to fuck.
Come on, sweetheart.
- Okay, cool.
- You like that?
- Mm-hm.
- Oh, you're all
white and creamy.
You mind if I call you Milky?
- Milky?
Uh, sure, I guess not.
- Not much of a
talker, are you, Milky?
On a account of
you being retarded.
- I like you.
- I'm not, what?
- Yeah.
You got head trauma, I can tell.
You got a big bald spot up here.
Hey, you learned to be horny,
despite your bald head and
lack of verbal aptitude.
It's okay.
I'll fuck you just the same.
- It's just a cowlick.
- You and your twin sister,
you suck and fuck every trucker
in this old run downtown.
You, Milky, you're the bad one.
You got the missing connections,
the gaps between synapses.
They're buzzing like ghosts,
hissing and zapping
in your skull.
Killing you, and
driving you to kill.
- Hey.
- What the hell, man?
- Carry my ass around.
I can tell, you're a
moron just like me.
Just a vast empty head.
A portal to discovery.
You know the other day,
I saw a kid covered
in blood and bones.
Only thing he could
talk about was cookies.
- Cookies?
- Yeah, I work at
the courthouse.
Cops are looking for
two delivery kids,
kind of like you, Milky.
Did you do it?
- Fuck off, man.
- That's right.
Get it out, Milky.
You little psycho killer.
- I didn't kill anybody.
- Then why do you
got that knife?
Yeah, come on, Milky.
Yeah, get it out, you pussy.
Yeah, come on.
Fuck my ass, bitch.
- Yeah.
You like that?
- Yeah.
- That's what you like.
- Yeah.
Fuck me, you bitch.
- That's what you like?
Stop, stop, stop.
- Come on.
- Stop.
- Come on, stop, stop.
- Come on, kill me.
Kill me.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Fuck my ass, bitch.
Yes.
Yes.
- It's okay, it's okay.
- You should be more careful.
Somebody could get hurt.
- I'm very careful.
Fuck this.
- Hey, I guess this
whore app really works.
- Hey, kid, did you
bring our donuts?
- We ordered donuts,
'cause we're cops, get it?
- Hey, what the fuck?
Hey.
What about my bike?
- Fuck your bike.
- I've got, I've
got a delivery, so.
- Yeah, yeah, that's all right,
'cause that's what we
wanna talk to you about.
- Yeah, who do we talk
to about customer service?
- What?
- See, I ordered
this crazy thing.
- This guy's nuts.
- I ordered cookies.
- Who, who
gets cookies delivered.
- And then two
people show up, cookies.
- It was fucking crazy,
he told me about
it the next day.
- Yeah, but then I got killed.
- Man, look at all these
fucking cunts out tonight.
They're fucking miniskirts
and they're high heels,
just trying to get a
big dick inside of them.
Fuck 'em raw, it makes me sick.
- Calm down.
- What?
It's just guy talk,
we're having fun.
It's how we get to
know each other.
Right, Liam?
Oh, yeah, the city
makes us use Polaroids,
everything's gotta be hard copy.
- My God.
- Yeah, they scoop the
brains out, something good.
- A big hole.
- Mm-hm.
Yeah, it's a nice space, but
what they're asking for rent,
forget about it.
- He's got mute, I'm
going back there.
- Watch it, watch it.
- Oh.
Ah, whoo.
I am not the young
man I used to be.
Listen, calm down.
I, um.
I think you did it.
- Oh, fuck.
- It's all
right, calm down.
All right, this is
scary, he's stupid.
I'm too pretty for
this line of work,
but we're here to
help you, okay?
We're gonna help you
fix this thing, okay?
- I don't know what happened.
I went in the house, I
delivered the food, I left.
I don't know how that
happened, I don't know.
- That's great.
- Well, a little bit in fall.
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Now were you alone?
- Yeah.
- Huh?
- Yes.
- Mm.
You know, that's funny
because we have an eye witness
that says they saw you and
that little girlfriend of yours
leaving the scene of the crime
right after this
dude got murdered
in front of his fucking kid.
- She's not my girlfriend.
- It's complicated, we get it.
So this is nowadays, huh?
Yeah.
How this wokeness just looks
like unmasked perversion
if you ask me.
You know, young, young
men like yourself,
it's no wonder you're confused.
No veil over the temptation
anymore, it's apps.
It's like little traps
right there in your pocket.
No one faults you for
being confused, son.
You just need a
little bit of help,
you don't know right from wrong.
Help, that's us.
We're the helpers.
We're here to help.
- Yeah, we're
your guidance counselors,
we come from above.
- Mm-hm, he's joking,
but it's, it's true.
No more of the deliveries, okay?
- Sure.
- Sure.
It's gonna ruin your
life, all right?
How well do
you know Thea Williams?
- What?
- She's in the database, dude.
The fucking computer.
Hey, keep your head
on a swivel, okay?
- What's going on?
- Did you ever do
anything wrong?
- No, never.
- The cops just drove me around
they say they found a head.
- A head?
- Yeah.
That guy, Ray, your last guy.
Stop.
They showed me a
picture of his head.
- Just chill out.
- There's a dead guy, Thea.
That guy we fucked, he's dead.
- Fuck up.
- Yeah, it is pretty fuck up.
They think we did it, they
say you're in the computer.
- I think everyone's
in the computer,
so I don't really
know what that means.
Just sleep with me.
- His brains.
- I'm
dreaming, it's nice.
- What are you dreaming
about this time?
- Our life in a magic box.
It's made of wood and
the lines make a shape,
and the shape makes a picture.
And I know that shape
and box and cash,
and picture are
just words I know,
but when you open the door.
- The door?
- Or whatever you wanna call it.
- Door.
- When you open the door,
that's the magic part.
Everything's piled in there.
It's you and me and
the dirty money,
and the house and
everything's okay.
- I don't have much
to say.
I guess Ray got that from me.
I do know that Ray
always liked to smoke.
Especially when he had to think
about something heavy
weighing on his soul.
I know it's not healthy,
but I ask that we all smoke
today, and.
Oh, Ray.
- Okay, guys.
- Oh, my God.
- How about we have
one for Ray, huh?
There you go.
For Ray, huh?
- Hey, buddy.
- You whore me on
the app to this.
- I thought you wanted to
pay respects, you know,
to that guy you killed.
Oh, am I making you mad at me?
- Let's all smoke one for Ray.
How about it?
Have a good one here.
Smoke one for Ray.
There you go.
Smoke them down.
All right, tell me
about your daddy.
- I feel really, really good.
- Jesus, that was bleak.
Let's go somewhere fun.
- You all right?
You'll be all right.
- Johnny Chicago,
you leave dog on me.
- She's got something
for everybody, you know.
Hey, you still got my knife?
- Oh, yeah, do you need it back?
- No, not at all.
Seems like you need it more
than me, plus I've got my own.
- Get that one from
your grandma too?
- My maternal
one this time.
- Hey, let me ask you something,
why do they call
you Johnny Chicago?
- Maybe you don't know.
But I was the purest, best
all American delivery boy,
arrived on a train
from Iowa and nothing
but my bleach white
tidy whiteness.
You know how they
stayed so clean?
- No, how?
- Train car hobos cleaned
every single straw.
Licked them, before they
let me sleep in the head.
- Now you're slinging hot dogs?
- Hey, come on, man.
But I still fuck perfect,
and everybody loves me.
- I see you've been talking
to your twin sister.
- Oh, yeah, kind of.
- Johnny Chicago, huh?
- Uh-huh.
- He's a legend.
- Oh, yeah?
- Just like you're gonna be.
- I don't think I wanna
be a legend like that,
he seems kind of fuck up.
- I got
a special delivery.
- What's the order?
- Wet Italian beef.
- Do it quick, I heard one
of the clients got murdered.
- No, shit.
- Yeah, the cops found the body
with the brains fucked down.
- Kind of hot.
- Oh, dude.
- Do I know you?
- She's been thinking about you.
- What have you been up to?
- I've almost graduated.
- Oh, with what?
- She thinks she's fancy.
- It's boring,
criminal psychology.
- Be back in just a second.
Fuck.
- Come on, let's get outta here.
- I should save it for work.
- He loves his work.
- More than he loves us.
- Seems like it doesn't.
- Who was best this time?
- Still you.
- I wouldn't resent
you if you picked her.
- She's nice too.
- Yeah, I bet she is.
What if you just
stayed with me today?
We could go on vacation.
You and Julia could
run away together.
- Yeah, yeah.
What if I did?
How many of these
are you gonna make?
- Guess what?
She left us
champagne and caviar.
- What were you talking to
Martin about last night?
- The money box.
- Oh, like a con?
- Where are you going?
- I have work.
- Will you stay and
just eat a little?
You know, one time,
this guy told my dad
that he wanted to buy it.
My dad got so excited, he put
together an entire magic show.
But then at some point,
during the juggling,
the guy slipped away
into the kitchen
and I was just standing there.
He kind of started
messing around.
- What do you mean?
- He wasn't there
for the magic show.
- What'd you do?
- I don't know, I
kind of liked it.
He wasn't that old,
and I was old enough.
- Jesus.
- But then Julia stabbed
him with a pair of scissors.
- What?
She stabbed him with scissors?
- Yeah, there was blood
squirting everywhere,
underwears at her ankles,
and my dad was like,
"I'm trying to cut you a
deal, man, how about 20k?"
- The sheets are.
- I mean, uh, it's fine.
The sheets smelled weird anyway.
- Just feel gross.
- Where's the whore guy?
- We're here to help.
Resistance may lead to harm.
Hi, Thea.
- Who the fuck are you?
- Hey, buddy.
- What the fuck?
- Nice to see you.
Shit.
Fuck you.
- What's the big deal?
- What's the big deal?
You see that sign
outside that door
that says homicide and murder?
That's the big deal.
- Couldn't
stay off the app, huh?
- I want you to tell
me about your sex life.
- Well, if I did that,
I'd have to charge you.
Now, am I under arrest?
'Cause if I'm not under arrest.
- You're an enigma,
but I'm gonna figure you out.
- No.
Oh, no, no, no.
What is this?
- That?
That is dirty cheap money.
You know all about
that, don't you?
- Yeah, I have one of these.
- Because
there's one here, see?
It's here.
And it's here.
So, are these sorts
of tasteless drawings,
is that, is that funny
to, to put them in their,
in their little holes?
- No, that's, it's nice.
- What's nice?
- The drawing is nice.
- Nice?
What do, what do you mean nice?
Because that's, that's just
not the word I would choose
to describe the signature of
a homo fucking serial killer.
Serial killer.
Got it?
Get it?
This is real life.
- These two,
they had a baby, right?
Another orphan,
kind of like you.
- I'm too old to be an orphan.
- Nobody's told to
be an orphan, Liam.
God's been gone a long time.
- I'm just a big
baby, don't you know?
- Fuck.
- Calm down, calm down.
Take a breath, calm down.
We're gonna let you go for now.
- It's me.
Hey, don't answer
the door, okay?
People I know are dying, really?
So like, don't answer
the door, like for real,
don't answer it.
Okay.
- Hey, you want a dog or what?
- Yeah, sure.
Thanks.
- You gotta look at this thing
as a freak weather event.
It's not anyone's fault,
least of all yours, right?
But with this freaky weather
happening more often,
the sun's burning brighter.
The oceans are blowing up.
I've got a job if you want in.
- I don't think I can,
I think I'm done.
- It's good money, good
people, you'll feel good.
- Not dangerous?
- Not if you're smart like me.
- I don't know.
I don't think I can do it.
- Ah, no worries, man.
More sex and more
dollars for me.
- Hey, Johnny, what's up?
- I brought a friend.
- What is this, two for one?
- Nah, bet you can watch.
- Oh, she's in
bed, you'd be nice.
- You know I'm nice.
- Johnny, I'm not fucking
around, you'd be nice.
- What your friend's deal?
- I don't know.
- Like something's
going on here.
- He's already.
- I gotta do
everything my damn stuff.
- That tickled.
- He's fine, let's do this.
- Shirt, come on.
- I don't know.
Pretty savory.
You're not full of shit.
You're not too sweet.
There's something in there.
- So, what do you wanna do?
- In the van, come on.
Yeah, fuck him.
I want, I want soft.
I want tender.
I want love.
Smells great in here.
Next time, kid,
bring the magic with you.
- Oh, God.
- Fill your soul
with the moon, man.
And if there's no moon,
there's always a street lamps.
- Hey, I'm looking for a
little late night delivery.
You boys think you
can help me out?
- Yeah, I'm down.
- Back off.
Johnny, Johnny.
- Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.
Man, I make you queens goes bad.
- Let's do this.
- Let's do this, man.
- Let's go.
- Let's go.
Come on, buddy.
- Please.
- He's just the guy.
- Just the guy.
- Liam, that's correct.
Liam, Liam, Liam,
may I introduce you
to my little friend,
which is myself in the city,
this great city of ours.
Just much anger.
Fucking stick the landing.
- Okay, Officer Dodge,
what do you wanna know?
- Man, I don't wanna know shit.
Got something for you.
- I'm good.
- Huh?
- I'm good.
- It's not a question.
This is your last party for
a long, long time, fuck it.
Show me, show me, show me.
That's a good boy.
That's a good boy.
Man, we are gonna
have fun tonight.
All right, let's go, guys.
You know what it's about.
Yeah, you fucking do.
Johnny, good job, good job.
Take it off.
Shoes, don't forget the socks.
Liam, stop trying
to discourage him.
And why don't you start
undressing yourself.
- Come on, man.
- Come on, what?
You're too far, boys.
Hey.
You're too fucking far.
I can't fucking see you.
Where'd you fucking go?
- Okay, what do
you want us to do?
- Go run around with each other.
Have fun.
- He's fucking with us.
He's gonna kill us.
- He's just a gay cop.
There are a lot of those.
You can do this.
- Let's go, guys.
Yeah, who the fuck am I, right?
I'm only the law.
You fucking cock sucker.
We're having fun with you.
This is fun.
You don't feel like
doing what I say.
You don't feel like
listening to me, Liam.
Do as you told, all right?
Now you're kissing.
Yeah.
Whoa.
Whoa.
You get closer, Liam.
Too much , huh?
I have a treat for you.
Mm.
Uh, sweet treat for a sweet boy.
Whoo.
I got another treat for you.
It's drugs.
Big drugs.
Horses.
Neigh.
Oh.
Are you a horse?
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yes!
You fucking slut.
You fucking abandoned me.
I fucking own you, I own you.
You fucking cunt.
I miss you, I miss you.
Fuck.
Oh, yeah.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Hey.
Come on, man, I'm not done.
Get the fuck up, I'm not done.
I'm not done.
You're fucking.
You, you fucking pussy.
Pussy.
Fucking whore.
Fuck!
- Hey, hey, hey.
Where's Johnny?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Where's Johnny?
Johnny, where the
fuck is Johnny?
- Oh, I don't know.
Over there.
- You saying he drowned?
- No, I'm saying I left
him over there somewhere.
Whoa.
Are you fucking kidding me.
Hey, man, don't.
- Fuck.
Fuck.
- Shh, it's okay.
Come on, come on.
- Sorry about that.
- It's okay.
- What do I owe you?
- Owe me?
- Yeah, I doubt you
got anything out of that.
- What the fuck, Liam?
- What?
- You have
to take a break,
your head's all messed up.
- What's with all this sand?
- I don't know, you
probably tracked it in.
- It's you?
It's you.
It's you.
- Liam, stop.
Stop, stop, stop,
stop, stop, stop.
- You hurt our friends.
- Liam, no.
You don't have to do this.
Liam.
- I guess you're right, I've
been pretty scary lately.
- You don't have to do this.
- I don't know
what else there is.
- Liam.
Liam.
- I don't know who's
killing all the people, man,
but it isn't me.
- And you see, you don't
listen when we talk.
I've been looking
out for you, son.
- What?
- You are such a baby.
You young white men, like you
have been turned into sluts.
You should be captain
of a Viking ship.
Fucking angels in the sky
while you crawl through the mud
into puckered little assholes
in all shades of flapping labia.
- What do you want?
- I want you.
- You killed all my clients.
- I saved you.
- You murdered them.
- Cruelty, cruelty, cruelty.
It's cruelty.
If Christ can't stomach
it, neither can I.
- I want you to be mean to me.
- You know you're young.
Your milk hasn't spoiled yet.
Drink it, son.
I know I've been gone.
I've been gone a long
time and I'm sorry.
I am so sorry,
but I'm here now.
- Thea.
Thea?
What the fuck?
- He locks me up.
- That's so annoying.
- He's just confused.
- No longer dormant
within the boiling sack.
Come with me, son.
We'll go together.
Come with me.
We are him.
We'll take up our sword.
Be the catastrophe
that writes the world.
- Come on.
Please.
I can make you feel better.
I can make you whole.
No.
- And I just wanna dig at you.
- Be careful.
- Just shut up.
- You.
Oh, fuck.
- What's the matter?
What did I do?
- Somebody got Liam.
- I gotta go, my
friend's in trouble.
- What if I fuck in the
back of your head, Liam.
- I would never resent you
for having a good time.
- Look at Liam.
And there's the fucking cop.
Look at what he's doing.
Go get him.
- Hey.
That's my spot, not his.
That's my spot, not his.
- I love you, Thea.
- You just
have a headache.
Do you feel anything in there?
- Let me try.