Bad B*tch (2025) Movie Script
1
People don't have
real conversations.
They... they just don't.
What's a real conversation?
I mean, you have
to actually risk
something, put
something out there
say something bold, outrageous.
I mean, most of the
time, it's like the same,
hey, how are you doing?
Oh, I'm doing fine.
Ugh!
Or just, like, we're swiping
around on these things.
I mean, don't you just
wish someone would just
say something real for once?
Challenge you, push you?
How?
I don't know.
I kind of would love it
if someone was like
um, they said, hey, I just
pounded five energy drinks and I
stayed up till, like, 3:00 in
the morning playing my harp
in the underwear situation.
Or I mean, it would totally
be cool if someone was like,
hey, what's with the tiles?
How come 90% of them are, like,
the same squares that are, like,
all the same size?
Even if they tell you about
the good cup of coffee
they had in the morning,
or the bad cup of coffee?
Yes.
Or, you know, they
remind you of how they've
grown since their youth.
OK.
What turns them on,
what turns them off.
Mm, girl!
You talking my language.
Like, what magic
holds them together
when everything else
is falling apart.
Mm!
Yes, exactly.
Oh, my god.
You sure you don't
want one of these?
These are pretty freaking great.
No, I'm just not
that into sugar.
Oh, I call bullshit.
You are so into sugar.
I have known you
since kindergarten.
You were definitely into sugar.
People just say that
to make themselves feel
better about not eating it.
Are you on Atkins?
Keto?
Paleo?
South Beach?
Ooh, wait.
Zone?
No.
5:2?
5:2?
OK, it's not that
I'm not into sugar.
I would eat sugar for breakfast,
lunch, and dinner if I could.
Mm-hmm.
But dad used to
dad used to have a saying
about, well, sugar and
you should eat it like
people drink champagne.
So special occasions, you know?
At your birthday, at Christmas.
Any time you do
something so amazing,
you exceed what you
thought was possible.
Hmm.
But when you do eat it,
you eat it with purpose.
You eat it slow, with intention.
Take it all in, you know?
Anyway, I've got this king-sized
dark chocolate bar on my desk
at work.
And when the time is right,
that'll be my champagne.
I miss your dad.
Yeah, me too.
What's my birthday again?
June.
And it's?
October.
Mm-hmm!
All right, close enough.
How do
you like my champagne, darling?
Only the best
for the one and only Estella.
Ooh!
So do you consider this
a real conversation?
This is what I live for... the
bold conversations, the ones
that make you feel that warmth
in the pit of your stomach
because they actually
mean something.
Yeah.
I mean, I wish women had these
kind of conversations in movies,
you know?
Oh, my gosh.
I know, right?
Ugh!
Half the time, the guy
they're stuck with,
they get the philosophical
conversations,
and we get, like, hair
and makeup and, like...
Sex.
Sex.
Or how about when they give the
cute little, like, odd little
hobby that's supposed to be
so attractive to the cute guy
we're about to date?
Exactly... classic.
Classically lame.
Mm!
But it is a little bit better
in books, but not by much.
No.
I mean, listen, we
deserve so much more.
We deserve the philosophy,
and the poetry,
and all the, like, cool,
fresh, slick dialogue
they give to the guys.
I mean, ugh!
Plus, OK, let's be real, they
learn all that from us anyway,
OK?
Right?
Yeah.
I mean, they give us,
like, tricks are for kids.
Oh, my god.
And then they get, the
path of the righteous man
is beset on all sides.
Ugh, gross!
Lovely stuff, though.
Still...
Mm, what?
What if...
Yeah?
What if it's the question?
What do you mean?
How are you doing?
OK.
Like, what if...
what if it was more
like, what are
you curious about?
Yeah.
I mean... wait.
Yes, that's what
I'm talking about.
Dude, what are you
curious about today?
Yeah, exactly.
Like, it's like... it's
inquisitive, but it doesn't pry.
It's got some poetry to it.
Damn, it's even
philosophical, girl!
Yeah, I mean, I would...
Here comes trouble.
Boom
That's a mighty fine
scoop of ice cream.
Hey, Finn.
Hmm?
Ain't that a mighty
fine scoop of ice cream?
Mighty fine.
I think I'd like to have some.
What do you say?
Can I have a bite?
But daddy, it's mine.
Mm, bubblegum!
That's an ice cream and a gum.
We call that a twofer.
Finn, you want some?
Hmm, too sweet for me.
What does it feel like to know
you're going to be nothing, just
like your daddy?
That you're going to
be stuck in this town
paralyzed by fear, just
waiting for the day
that they lower you in the
ground off Gilmore Road
just so it can all be over.
I want to know, what
does it feel like?
I don't like you!
You better teach her to have
some respect for her elders.
Have some fun!
Aren't you supposed to have fun
when you're eating ice cream?
Let's roll.
Later, suckers.
Why didn't you say anything?
What am I supposed to do?
Since his dad moved to
Seattle, he owns half the town.
You know that.
Plus, he didn't break any laws.
I know I'm not supposed to
say it, but I kind of have to.
OK, fine.
Do it.
Make it quick.
Why did you ever
date that douche bag?
Oh.
Well, "date" is a
pretty liberal term.
I would say more like
a, um, regular hookup.
Don't dodge the question.
Oh, my gosh.
Fine!
He's exciting, OK?
Like, I know he's a total
dick, but I don't know,
he's kind of fun.
And he throws the
best parties, which
you would know if you
actually got off your couch
or out of the library, girl.
Mm-hmm.
OK, fine.
Well, maybe I'll go to
the next party with you.
I just felt like I had
a little stroke there.
What... what did you say?
Are you... are you feeling OK?
As long as you promise me a
real conversation over there.
Yeah, done and done.
Come on, we're going to party.
OK.
We're going to party.
OK.
We're
going to a party.
We're going to a party.
You gotta dance with me.
OK, I don't know if
I want to go anymore.
I retract.
I retract my statement.
Give it!
Where are you?
I asked.
Hot tears raining down and
down my decimated cheeks.
Worn thin by tragedies
of self-imposed isolation
from griefs untenable made
palpable by the lacerations
I cut around my soul.
Looking for you, for
words, for a sign,
for peace, for something...
anything to let me
know I'm not alone.
But like Michelangelo's
Creation of Adam,
I could never quite touch you.
So the tears cooled
and hardened.
And so I had to pick up the
shattered pieces of my stomach
off the bathroom floor
over and over again.
And I'm still looking for you!
Where are you?
Where are you?
You didn't answer.
And I was left to battle the
armies of unforeseen enemies
I've been facing for 20
years since my mom left
me and my dad with nothing
but a note and a promise.
She promised not to
answer my phone calls,
not to come to my
birthday parties,
not to teach me to play
guitar, not to see me,
not to believe in me.
We all need to be believed in.
Where are you?
And the next Sunday, I remember
of the church parking lot
was full.
As I drove home, the gas
station with a tall boy
and a pack of Marlboro lights
trying to drink off a hangover
that lasted five years.
I pleaded, let this pain end.
I'll do anything.
I'll go back to school.
I'll be a nicer person.
I'll eat my greens and veggies.
I'll even pray.
So I did.
I got down on my knees
and said, whatever
it takes, please help me!
And my answer didn't come then.
It came three nights later when
the red, white, and blue siren
splashed violently in
my rearview mirror.
And it took another six months
to finally hear it, but I did.
It was you.
You came through me
like electrons firing.
Like Cassiopeia and the
night sky over the desert.
Like the child I once was
coming back to forgive me.
Like a whisper of revolution.
Like the odes of Pablo Neruda.
Like the poetry of
Gwendolyn Brooks
and Langston Hughes
and Mary Oliver.
And yet, you spoke
to me like a friend!
Like a sister.
Like a mother.
You said to me, you are not
a catastrophe, my daughter.
You are not a mistake.
I've seen all your
sufferings, and it matters.
You matter!
And I've always been here.
And you, my daughter,
you are beautiful.
OK.
How was it, daddy?
Better, better.
You still need to
use your hands more.
OK.
And don't forget
to pace yourself.
You have time.
Don't push it out.
Let it come naturally.
OK.
You think I got a
shot at nationals?
You got
more than a shot, kid.
You're electric.
You're jazz.
You're smooth.
And those words, oh, those
beautiful, symphonic words
that's the sauce.
Thank you, daddy.
I love you.
Don't let your head swell up.
You still got to use it.
Don't let humble
just be an adjective.
It's an action.
I know, I know, daddy.
That's my girl.
Now, get out of here.
The young shouldn't be talking
too long in the dark to the old.
Go have an experience... not a
reckless one, but a new one.
Gotcha.
And don't forget the power.
What's the power?
Words are my power.
Damn straight.
Hey, we're thirsty.
Go get us something to drink.
Oh, just give me one minute.
I need to clean up
these tables real quick.
Give
me just a minute?
We're you're customers.
You take care of us
first, don't you think?
Yeah.
Yeah, go get us some drinks.
You can take care
of all that later.
OK, what do you want to drink?
Just get us one of everything.
One of everything?
Yeah, and be quick about it.
OK.
We don't want to wait.
Oh.
Get a move on!
That's a pretty girl you got.
She is.
But she's so much
more than that.
She's intelligent, witty,
energetic, kind, and innovative.
Intelligence can be
a dangerous thing.
Only to those who are afraid
of losing their power.
Oh, you get powerful enough, you
don't ever have to be afraid.
You have a good night now, man.
Mary?
Colt.
When did you get back?
Just a few weeks ago.
Dad came back to take
care of Grandma Nancy.
It's been forever.
Yeah, it really has.
You still playing the piano?
Not as much as I used to.
That's a shame.
You really have a gift.
Well, it's funny how
life snatches away
those things from us so fast.
Yeah, it is.
You know, your mom
was just so magic.
She wasn't just my
favorite piano teacher,
she was my favorite
teacher I ever had.
She was the best.
You know, I never told
you this, but I actually
used to come to my lessons
early so that I could just
listen to her teaching
you how to sing.
I was
so sorry to hear.
Yeah, yeah.
Thanks.
I better get back to work.
OK.
What are y'all looking at?
Come on, my princes,
my warrior princess.
Let's drink!
That's what I'm talking about.
Yes, yes!
What are you doing here?
Reading.
The library is
closed on Sundays,
and I didn't feel like melting
into my couch just yet.
What are you doing here?
I came to pick up
the keys to my truck.
Savannah's in town, and
I let her borrow my car.
What?
You didn't tell me
Savannah was in town.
Yep, she's in town
for a couple of weeks
practicing for nationals.
Nationals?
She's so amazing.
Yeah, she's
something, all right.
Don't act like you're not
the proudest daddy in Texas.
I can see right
through you, Mack.
Hmm, maybe, maybe.
But what about you, Jo?
It's the weekend and
you're sitting in the dark,
sulking in our office.
I'm not sulking.
The library is closed.
I just wanted to read.
And I... you know, my
couch is too comfortable.
So I go home and I just
fall right to sleep.
Mm-hmm.
I know it's not
none of my business,
but you could find a special
someone to spend your evenings
with... guy, gal
whatever tickles,
you know, you know.
I don't need to find
somebody special.
I'm fine just by myself.
And if I need something tickled,
I can just take care of it
myself, or find
somebody else to do it.
No!
Why, I did not need
to know all that.
You went there.
Fair
enough, fair enough.
I just want you to be happy
your daddy would
have wanted the same.
I'm good.
And if anybody could have
understood that better,
it would have been him.
He would have.
Hey, you heard
anything from your mom?
Ugh, she's still
in Palm Springs.
She's dating Mr. Brand New Who's
Going To Be The Next Something.
Billionaire But Somehow Can't
Pay His Own Bills, you know?
Some people know how
to find them, right, and find
them again.
All right, then,
I'm getting out of here.
All right.
I'll see you soon.
OK.
Well, you have a good night.
And try to have
some fun, will ya?
All right.
Get out of here.
This is fun.
Everywhere
the beauty goes.
You are...
Hey, Colt.
Sheriff!
Can you settle a bet for me?
Lay it on me.
We got two outlaws, all right?
OK.
Holed up in a saloon.
They got hostages.
They got loot.
Lord knows they got steel.
I mean, they ain't
no amateurs, right?
All right.
All right.
Lawmen got the whole place
surrounded... only one way out.
Outlaws...
They have to get out soon, you know?
More lawmen are
going to be coming,
and, well, they ain't
going to get out at all.
OK.
Lawmen know outlaws
have to make a break.
So, they got they fingers on the
trigger, covering every angle.
So what do they do?
Outlaws and lawmen?
Come on, now.
No, now.
Come on.
I'm saying... I'm saying
the outlaws, all right?
Easy.
All right, easy.
All right, go on.
Outlaws take two hostages,
put their hats and gun belts
on them, push them
out the door and say,
you're never going
to take me alive!
Lawmen start firing.
Outlaws are waiting
at the window.
Take them off one by one
pew, pew, pew.
Grab a bottle of whiskey.
Load up the horses.
Ride the sunset until they
can hide in the canyon
and hightail it to Mexico.
All right, that's
pretty good, that's pretty good,
using the hostages there.
All right.
Just out of curiosity...
Mm-hmm?
What would the lawman do?
Mm, even easier.
Go on.
The lawman send one of the
officers within earshot.
Tell the outlaws to split
the loot with them 50/50.
All they have to do is
throw the bag of money
out, send the rest of
the boys down the street,
act like the town is
hunky dory, and just wait
for 'em to come out.
You got one peculiar
type of mind now there,
Colt, I'm telling you.
You wanna know something?
You would've made a good
well...
What's that?
A good lawman.
I mean, in another life.
Well, nothing like you, Sheriff.
Not everybody has the
temperament to do what you do.
Once that fire
starts to burn, that
instinct to run back
to the woods lights
up like a firefly next
to a Christmas tree.
But I know you, Sheriff.
You wouldn't run.
It's not in your constitution.
Well, I appreciate you.
Now, if you don't
mind, I think I'd like
to go get into some trouble.
Listen, now, now.
Now, just be careful now.
Don't be going back
to that stock man's bar
and getting hostages
and banknotes, because I
know all your secrets.
You have a good
night now, Sheriff.
You do the same there, Colt.
Yes!
Oh, my god.
There you are.
I've come to kidnap you.
Kidnap me?
For what?
OK, I have to ask
you a question.
And I will not let you
go back to your couch
because I know how you are.
When was the last time you
went stargazing out on a field?
When was the last
time you did that?
Like, never.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
OK, so...
So when I ask you tomorrow,
you're going to say,
just last night.
I don't know.
Oh, stop!
Look, listen, I brought
I brought supplies.
You know, specials.
Ooh, winey, winey!
OK, OK.
Screw it.
Let's do it, let's
do it, let's do it.
Yes, yes, yes!
OK, OK, OK, OK.
But we just can't stay
up late, because we
start a new job in the morning.
Oh, girl.
Yeah.
I won't agree to that.
But I will agree that you're
going to have a kick ass time.
Oh, my god.
Don't you love that summer air?
It just screams possibility!
I'd like to hear
someone screaming
by the end of the night.
Ooh, look at those hips!
Look at how they
skipiddy, skip, skip.
Who is that?
That's little Cynthia
Turner, all grown up.
Cynthia Turner?
You're kidding me.
Playing in the mud,
boogers caked in her hair
Cynthia Turner?
Yep, she just got back
from community college.
And she has bloomed like a
lilac in the Eastern sun.
Yes, she has.
Damn, she's a bad bitch!
Ba... ba... ba...
ba... bad bitch!
Bitch.
What?
Excuse me?
Why does it always frickin'
have to be "bitch"?
Ah, what's up with our culture?
I mean, it's like,
literally all the insults
are geared towards women
bitch, slut, pussy,
ho, tramp, woman.
Oh, girl.
And, like, the ever so not
so magical C-word that we
I just can't even.
Yeah.
I mean, I don't
who likes to say that?
Yeah, no.
And then, like, OK, so
one-sided, though, right?
Dudes... what's the
insult for dudes?
Um, asshole.
Dick.
Dick!
Jerk.
It sounds cute!
Ugh, so stupid.
Yeah, there's nothing cute
about being called pussy.
No.
Oh... no, exactly.
Yep.
And, like, hello!
It's just, like, literally,
society's teaching us to, like,
hate us down to our biology.
It's so ridiculous.
And like, yeah, and
even sometimes we
believe it because of that.
I mean, it's messed up, but...
Right?
Yeah.
Stupid society.
You ain't getting in on this?
Nah, I'm good.
Go on, get!
Have some fun.
Hey.
Hey.
What are you two idiots doing?
What are you doing?
What?
What?
Come on, Cynthia!
Come on, man!
Yeah, she's way better
than those guys!
Officer Freddy, how are you?
Good evening, ladies.
You doing all right?
Oh, we are better
than all right.
Come here.
We are spectacular.
And we're going stargazing.
You wanna come?
Can't, working.
Oh!
Good old Officer Freddy,
keeping every street safe,
one citizen at a time.
Somebody has to.
OK, oh, wait.
Woo, woo, woo.
It's happening, it's happening,
it's happening, it's happening,
it's happening.
What's going on?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
What was that?
Yeah, that happened.
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
Wait.
Freddy?
Hey, Freddy.
You think I'm sexy, right?
Wait.
OK, OK.
Sure, sure...
No, I...
If a woman shows that
she has a human body
and farts a little bit,
you just lose your shit
and you don't I think
I'm sexy anymore.
Hey, come on, now.
I never said that.
I swear, I swear.
I'm staying out of it.
Wooo!
I'm gonna fart again.
I can't control her.
She's ridiculous.
Whatever.
Let's go stargazing.
Come on, now.
That's not even fair.
I...
Sorry.
Come on, girl.
Come on, come on.
Have fun.
Let's go.
I'm sorry.
Hey, pop.
Business has been really good.
You wouldn't believe how many
great homes we're building.
And I'm not cutting
corners at all.
Everyone's getting a strong
foundation, great framework.
And some of them are even able
to design them themselves.
It's a dream come true.
And, you know,
money's been good too.
No debt... I don't
owe anybody anything,
just like you taught me.
On my own.
Nothing wrong with on my own.
Nothing at all.
See you tomorrow, pop.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Watch it, girl.
Oh, my god.
I'm so sorry.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm all right.
OK.
Come here.
Sit down here.
I'm sorry.
I was just...
All right.
That's all right.
In my head.
Yeah, I understand.
I'm sorry.
You know what I want to do?
I want to tell
you a little story
about your daddy, all right?
He was fearless.
He used to walk this town
with a purpose, with his eyes
up, shoulders back, like he
was going to the king's palace.
And the way he protected
our boys overseas, I mean,
nobody's ever going
to forget that now.
He was a warrior.
And now look at you.
I mean, you're like
a little raccoon
in the middle of
the hot afternoon,
scared of his own shadow.
Look at me, girl.
Look at me now.
You're better than that, JoJo.
Be like your father
fearless.
Because that's who you
really are, all right?
All right now?
Thank you.
I just played it off like
I meant to do it, duh.
And he didn't say
anything anymore?
No.
What could he say?
Have you all finished
the magnum file yet?
Oh, yeah, I did.
But I did have a couple of
questions about the payroll.
OK, do me a favor... get
them on the phone today.
I want that worked out and
finished before the start
of the quarter.
OK.
Yeah, sure.
No problem.
Morning to the good!
Morning to the not so good.
Good morning to the average.
How can I help you?
I'm here to see Sam.
Is he expecting you?
Um, he's... listen, he's new.
It's fine.
You can just go in and go back.
You can go back.
You're late.
Oh, shit!
I totally spaced it.
Spaced it?
You're an accounting firm and
you were late on the rent
think of the irony!
I have been busy
getting caught up
on some late filers,
big accounts.
Can I have a week?
One week is one fourth
of the next month.
Shouldn't there be a penalty?
Definitely a penalty.
What, like a late fee?
Would that really
teach you something?
I don't know many late
fees that worked on people.
What are you going
to do, break my legs?
That's a bit archaic.
I'd rather break your
will, break your spirit.
Break every last light
left inside of you
until you are nothing but a
shell of who you used to be.
Oh, is that all?
Come on, now.
You ever see that pack of wild
dogs running around highway 80?
Yeah.
They're so skinny, their
ribs are poking out.
Man, they get a whiff of a scrap
ooh, boy!
They would crawl
through anything!
What are you getting at?
I think I know something
much better than a late fee.
Which is?
Seeing you crawling around the
floor like one of those mangy
dogs rooting around for a scrap.
Bastard, I am not going to...
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Get down there and
howl like a dog.
Let's go.
All right!
Bark!
Bark, nerd!
Bark, bark, bark!
Woo!
Come on!
Get in there!
Crawl around doggy
style, you mangy dog!
Yeah!
Crawl around doggy style!
Let me hear you bark.
Let me hear you bark, mangy!
Like a mangy dog!
Let's go howl at the moon.
I want to hear you
howl at the moon.
Give us a howl.
Come on, give us a howl.
Here we go.
Hey, what if I do this?
Kick a leg.
Kick a leg!
Kick that leg, boy!
Kick that leg!
I know, I know you
think I'm cruel.
But I'm helping you, Sam.
I'm helping you learn.
You can't teach an
old dog new tricks.
You have a week.
And don't be late.
Woof, woof.
Those eyes, bold and boisterous.
Those lashes could
level an army.
That gaze absorbs you,
draws you in like flames.
Gentle and violent.
Still, and yet so
full of energy,
they nearly bring
a man to his knees.
Green like a wild
mountain river.
Black like the deep, dark night.
My god, those are eyes.
Do you ever talk
like a normal person?
Nah, you wouldn't
like me if I did.
You couldn't force me to
be like all these bores.
They folded in on
themselves so long ago,
they can't even recognize
an original thought.
Hmm.
Not me, baby.
I'm the last pharaoh of Egypt.
I'm the prince of pistoleers.
I'm a 700-pound lion with 5-inch
canine teeth and a roar that
rattles the grass like
a burst of Western wind.
Right.
See you around.
All right, maybe, maybe not.
So the lenders say
everything is good to go.
We've already laid
the foundation,
and the framers started
work this morning.
Wait, you've already
started building?
We knew you were good for it.
Plus, we know the lease is
running up on your apartment.
We're going to have a house?
That's right, my friend,
a house of your very own.
God is good.
God is very good.
I never thought I'd own
a house so beautiful.
It's not having a
house either, it's
you guys helping me design
it the way I've always
dreamed to have a house.
And there's a yard?
My princess a is
finally going to get
to play in her very own yard?
Well, you've been mentoring
electricians around town
for so long.
I mean, you've kept this
town and three others
running for as long
as we can remember,
whether it was freezing
cold or Texas hot.
You deserve this.
She ain't wrong.
You, too.
You too.
We're just grateful for the
chance to get to help you out,
Mr. Martinez.
And don't think
we don't get paid.
We still get paid.
Well, I've been trying for
five years to have a house,
and you all have made
my dream come true.
Thank you.
It's our pleasure.
All right.
Well, I got to get to a job.
But can I still stop
by and take a look?
Anytime, my friend, anytime.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
I love this job, JoJo.
Me, too.
But I think I'm going to
go for a quick run, though.
Is that all right?
Sounds good.
But don't be too long.
I was thinking we could
expand the garage a little bit
and surprise him
with a workstation.
I'll draw up
something to show you.
Oh, that sounds awesome.
He's going to love that.
All right, I'll be back soon.
All right.
He had me crawling around on
the ground like a damn dog.
But you agreed to it, right?
What was I supposed to do?
He threatened you, Sam?
Well, no.
Damage you any way?
No, sir.
Well, I think we're
about done here.
The bastard just does
whatever he wants.
Are you late with
your rent, Sam?
Your town is like a
living, breathing being.
It's like my mama used to say,
that if you have a bicycle wheel
and you pull out a spoke, the
whole damn thing falls apart.
Colt Mcgavin might be a
little rough around the edges,
but he and his family have
given more money and energy
and resources to the development
of this town than any one man
combined in the last 50 years.
He ain't no damn spoke.
He's the whole damn frame.
Why is she always over there?
She's talking to her dead dad.
You ever talk to your dad?
Nah, I said all I ever
needed to say to him.
Hey, pop.
We got everything
through for Mr. Martinez.
I know you used to call
him Eli, but I still
call him Mr. Martinez.
It must have something to
do with how I was raised.
But don't worry.
I'm still training, every day.
No looking down.
Hey, JoJo.
Hey, did that... the new
Caroline Kim book come in yet?
What was the title again?
The Prince of Mournful Thoughts.
Hmm, nothing since yesterday.
Have you ever tried Sharon Olds?
You know, Satan says
once you lose someone,
it's never exactly the same
person who comes back again.
How about Roberts'
Crocodile On the Sandbank?
Cairo, scoundrel lovers,
an adventure down the Nile.
No, actually, you look like you
could use Helen Hart's Follow
Me.
Darkly.
Trust me, it's got
everything a woman needs.
Are the other books I
ordered in or not, Rowena?
Thank you.
Watch it!
You ran into me.
I don't have time for this.
Out of my way.
Tourist.
Searching
for a higher calling.
Lord, won't you take my hand?
Searching for a higher calling
'Sup, buttercup?
Well, what are you doing here?
Come to peep in on my super
smart, super swag lady
friend of mine.
Yeah?
Well, what are you finding out?
Well, some things you
can't find in books.
You've got to get out and
actually experience it.
What do you think about that?
Yeah.
But I mean, I can go
anywhere in a book.
I can... the shops in Paris,
the pyramids of Egypt.
Or I could find a new
species in the Amazon
all in an afternoon.
Yeah, true.
Totally true.
But do your feet get
tired from dancing?
Do your lips get to taste that
cool, especially delicious hoppy
brew?
And does
your belly turn over
when you brush up
against someone
that you are totally attracted
to and you actually like?
Well...
Ah!
That's what I thought!
Hey, you promised me
a real conversation.
You promised me adventure.
You promised me intrigue.
Hello, you promised me a party!
Come on.
But... did you tell
them to come here?
Oh, not me, sister.
But I guess the universe
might be listening.
Damn.
Well, let me guess,
you can't stop
thinking about me?
No, I just came to find
something new to read.
But I could feel those
eyes through every book
jacket from here to Tuscaloosa.
Mm-hmm, I've never
seen you in here.
That's usually because I come in
dark glasses and a trench coat.
I don't like to
attract attention.
I call bullshit.
This guy loves attention.
Sometimes, from
the right people.
What are you reading?
Wuthering Heights.
Sounds dope.
What's it about?
It's about a man who has
all the power in the world.
He could do anything.
He could create art.
He could build up his community.
But he doesn't.
He has no imagination.
He's boring.
He chooses to use it
in the dullest way.
He uses it to be cruel.
What happens to him?
He ends up broken and alone.
He starves himself to death.
Ouch.
Depressing.
And that's why I
don't read fiction.
I prefer to spend my time
with the actual living.
What do you read?
I like nonfiction.
I like to see what we
can endure, you know?
What are we made of?
What can we take?
Yeah, I like the...
Uh-uh, reading the comments
on YouTube doesn't count.
OK, yeah.
I read plenty
Kevin Hart and Che, all day.
Oh, yeah?
Well, I like comics
and the Kama Sutra.
But Jeet Kune Do
is my all-time favorite book.
Nothing better than kicking
ass Bruce Lee style.
I have come here to
avenge my teacher.
I will allow you to leave.
This doesn't concern you.
Hey, shh!
Y'all are crazy.
You crazy enough to hang
out with us tonight?
Hmm, only if there are
other people around
and only if it is very
cold, very delicious.
They're not freaking cheap
stuff... the good beer.
It's on, then.
See you after dark.
You coming?
OK, I'm in, I'm in.
Ah!
Ha, ha!
I'm almost gone
I'm in the patrol
I'm in the zone.
Can't stand up on my own.
But this music is...
What am I doing?
I like the way I look.
I'm perfectly happy.
This is who I am.
stress over
some stupid party.
Daddy, how much longer?
Just let me check
one more thing.
You said that 10 minutes ago.
Savannah?
JoJo?
Is it really you?
Oh, my god!
What?
You look like a real...
What?
Like a real woman.
OK, I've been a woman
for quite some time now.
OK, but, I mean,
like a grown up.
Like a woman, woman.
Like, one who drinks coffee
and likes rare pieces of art.
I have been drinking
coffee since I was eight.
And you know growing
up with this one,
I had to hear about all kinds
of art... rare and not so rare,
and well done.
So your dad told me
you're competing at nationals.
Yes, two weeks from tomorrow.
Oh, my god.
You have come so far.
I mean, he probably
wouldn't tell you,
but he's beyond proud of you.
He talks about you all the time.
If he could slip your
name into a lunch order,
he probably would.
Thanks, Jo.
He tries to let me know
in his own little way,
but I sure do wish
he'd hurry up.
Because if I don't get some
country fried chicken before
they close, I'mma pass out.
And you two are taking
me to the hospital.
I'm coming, I'm coming!
What do you think?
Oh, my god, it's
it's going to be amazing.
I think Mr. Martinez
is going to love it.
Hmm.
You like it, Savvy?
I like it.
I love it.
I can't live without it.
Can we please get
something to eat?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You act like they don't have
country fried chicken in Dallas.
Excuse me?
Dallas has a lot of
things, but Mama J's diner
is not one of them, OK?
She's not wrong.
I'm not.
Fine, let's go.
I'm so happy to see you, babe.
I hope I see you again
before you leave.
You will.
OK.
See you.
I'm just going to hang
out for a little bit.
You staying here?
Yeah.
You guys have fun, OK?
I'll be all right.
Oh, I like this jacket.
I've never seen this on you.
I know.
It's super cute.
Thank you.
I don't know.
Where did you get it?
Oh, my god.
What is happening?
Is that illegal
in certain states?
I don't know.
What's up?
Hey.
Hi.
Oh, my god.
They're so lucky.
What?
Why?
Because if they want to
pee outside under the moon,
they just do it.
They don't have to pretend.
They don't have to
act a certain way.
They're just like, hmm,
there's a tree, a bush,
outside a building.
They just go.
You want to pee outside?
Yeah, why the hell not?
Duh?
What, are you going
to pee standing up?
Yeah.
OK.
I mean, I'll just, like, squat.
And I'll pull down my
pants and handle it.
Smile... smile away,
just like they do.
God, you are so crazy.
Yeah.
Well, whatever.
I mean, listen, am I, though?
OK, because chumps like them get
paid a dollar and change more
than we to do the
same damn jobs.
The least we can be able to
do is squat and pee outside,
you know what I'm saying?
OK, I hear you...
OK, now I got to...
Can we table it?
Can we table it?
Like...
Table the table.
Did you really think
I ain't going to turn it up?
It's Friday night,
and I'm burning up
I'mma give these girls
what they yearning for.
VIP chilling in the cut.
Pitbull swag, I got on the tux.
None of y'all niggas
going to mess with us
I never get tired of
being your friend.
Well, I never get tired
of hearing that you never
get tired of being my friend.
Well, cheers.
OK, up.
Now let's dance.
A party is not a party
if I'm not dancing.
Come on, let's go.
Jace, I think these
people are in prison.
What do you mean?
Yep, they need to be freed.
What do you say, Finn?
Absolutely.
Hell, yeah!
They definitely need
to be freed, baby!
Woo!
What if we came this
far and didn't find the truth?
What if we risked it all
and didn't get "I do"?
How could you waste your time?
Don't you know the
How could you throw your
heart into an endless dark?
Whether you like it or not,
I left it all on the page
I didn't take your advice
I didn't play all your games.
And what did you ever do,
except for playing it safe?
I'm like a train off the rails.
And you're a sign in my way.
And you don't want
to question me.
You ain't going to break me.
You ain't going to fake me.
You ain't going to make me.
You ain't going to shake me
I'm too strong
I'm too strong
I'm too strong
Woo!
Woo!
My god!
Oh, no.
Did you seriously get
more beautiful in the time
that it took you to walk
from over there to over here?
You are stunning.
Hmm, it must be the full moon.
Or it could be that double
meat burrito I had for dinner.
She's got a sense of
humor, too... the whole package.
Or the whole burrito.
Jojo, I don't think I've seen
you here since grade school.
Yeah, it might
have been that time
your dad had that
little miniature zoo
farm petting thing.
When Tommy Livingston
got bit by a goat.
Mm, I've never seen so
much blood in my life.
Then he left, like,
the next week.
Yeah.
No, I think he lives out in...
Denver.
He's a lawyer.
I think, litigations?
Well, do we know if he
got his finger back on?
No, probably not.
Really?
Really?
No, I don't think so.
Anyway, um, I didn't want
to interrupt your night.
I just wanted to say hello.
Hello.
And, you know, if you want
anything, go ahead and take it.
And if anybody gives
you a hard time,
let me know and I'll
make sure it gets sorted.
Hmm, thank you.
Of course.
It's really good
to see you, JoJo.
I mean that.
And Estella, I hope to see
much more of you later.
Well, one can dream.
Ooh, I got lots of dreams.
What?
Oh, my god.
But he's not terrible, terrible.
Yeah, I guess.
He has some pretty
unique moments.
But he can be so sweet
and charming and loyal
that you almost forget.
Yeah.
Stupid.
So, I did promise you
a real conversation.
That you did.
So, I've been thinking.
I love when you do that.
Most people hate
their jobs, right?
I mean, I know you don't.
But most people hate what
they do for a living.
That's true.
Right.
Like, why is that?
Why do we all... all these
people just go around doing
these jobs
they hate for, like, a century?
And then how come
how come they haven't found
a job that they actually
love that also pays money?
I don't know.
Maybe they think
that they can't do
what they love and make money.
Girl, I call bullshit
with a capital B,
with calligraphy and gold
magical highlighting.
OK, remind me.
Well, what is it then?
Well, OK, I think it's
two things, really.
One, that they're are too
afraid of taking chances, right?
Their jobs, their
churches, their parents
told them to play
it safe, and not
have a backup plan, and
yada, yada, yada, right?
And they totally buy into it.
But I think the second
one is the one that's,
like, blowing my mind.
I think that we've taught
ourselves how to hate ourselves
in, like, a really deep level.
Hate ourselves?
Explain.
OK, so check this.
So as I was...
Whoa!
What's up, ladies?
No, no.
Just, uh...
Oh, looking smoking tonight!
Oh, my god, don't.
No, but...
Just don't.
No, stop, OK?
Just go, please?
Just... just go
have an adventure.
Go talk about something other
than getting laid tonight
and go
go live.
Ouch, ice queen.
The cold never bothered
me anyway, dude.
OK.
Hey, they were just putting
themselves out there.
Cut them some slack.
Oh, my god.
They were putting something out
there, but it wasn't themselves.
OK, that's fair.
OK, so as I was saying,
if they love themselves,
they wouldn't be trying
to get some random hookup
for the night.
I'm not saying that we
shouldn't want to get laid, OK?
We all get there.
But that wasn't themselves.
And they've replayed
this night before.
And they keep on
replaying it over and over
and over again because... until
something jumps them out of it.
And maybe that'll
never happen because we
keep on trying to fill
this void inside ourselves.
And then we don't
quite know what it is,
but we're missing it.
And so, like, the media
and the shows we watch
and even the music we
listen to, it's all there.
Just stay with this
hole inside of you.
Keep... find something to fix.
Keep finding something to fix,
and then you'll keep needing us.
I mean, like, we keep on
going to these jobs we hate.
We wake up every morning.
We keep on complaining.
We go back and forth,
back and forth.
And what is the one semblance
of happiness that we have?
Like, just a little bit?
I don't know, something
like bullshit burger,
or a like on Instagram, or
another binge able TV show.
I mean, it's all consumerism.
Oh, my god.
So much content,
so little in it.
Fucking A.
You know what I'm
going to ask, right?
What do we do?
Oh, my god.
Shit, I don't know.
I don't know.
Maybe we should
change the narrative,
you know, in some small way.
Like, try to teach people
how to love themselves again.
I mean, even if it's
just, like, figuring out
why people continue to go
to a job that they hate.
And, like, we're living in
a time where it's just
there's so much not liking,
that you tell someone
that you like something,
and all of a sudden
they're giving you a reason
why you should hate it.
Yes.
Don't read the comments.
Don't ever read the comments.
I mean, unless it's to do
like what we're talking about,
you know, to teach someone
how to love themselves again,
you know?
Like, maybe that's the start.
Huh.
Or you could finally
write that book,
where you say all this
stuff I've been telling you!
Come on.
Actually...
Are you serious?
Mm.
Are you serious right now?
Did you start writing it?
I did.
Oh, my god.
I got, like, 40 pages
on it or something.
But I wouldn't be able to do
it without you, Jo, seriously.
I'm so proud of you.
You don't even know.
No, but like, I
I need these conversations.
Maybe I'll put you down
as co-author or something.
But I really need you, Jo.
I mean, we're just...
You helped so much.
Like, we're just talking.
You publish it, just you.
The reward for me is going to
see the impact on all the people
that read it.
You have such a
brilliant mind, Estella.
More than you give
yourself credit for.
Oh, stop.
You're making me blush.
God,
I need a refill.
I've only had, like,
three sips of mine.
But I do need to
go to the bathroom.
Woo!
Where did you get this, Finn?
This stuff is commando!
I got a guy.
What, is that all?
Yeah,.
Oh!
The librarian came out tonight?
JoJo?
Yeah, I saw her.
I don't think I've
ever seen her out.
No.
No doubt.
She'd be all right if
she'd put some makeup on.
Or wore anything that's
actually attractive.
God, I never had any idea there
were so many shades of bland.
Hey, hey, hey.
Did you see Estella, though?
Oh, damn, bro.
She was on fire.
Hey!
That's the boss's girl.
Watch it!
All right, I didn't
mean anything.
Yeah, me either.
I was just joking.
I'm just messing with you!
She is the boss's girl.
But she's still
finger lickin' good.
Smell.
Come on!
What's the matter with you?
All right, line up.
Oh, man.
Dude, this stuff.
So why don't you just
finish the stuff that's
hanging off your nostril?
Yeah.
Come on, come on, man.
Come on.
You do it.
Yeah, you do it.
Yeah, I just did it.
Yeah!
Do it again.
I want
you rock the beat.
Rock the beat.
Rock the beat.
Rock the beat
Hey, can we leave?
I'm a little partied out.
Yeah, of course.
Are you OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I just want to go home.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, my god, absolutely.
Ooh.
Hey, can I pound
this right quick?
You're driving, right?
Yes, I'm driving.
OK, OK.
Mm!
Oh, god.
Do we have to...
Where do you think you're going?
Headed back home to the
crib to get some shuteye.
I've got work in the morning.
You're not going anywhere.
She said she's going home.
Yeah.
Listen, we can get together
some other time, for sure.
I said, she's not
going anywhere!
I think she can
choose for herself.
She's only going to
stay if she chooses to.
Is that so?
Give me the word, boss.
I will take that frumpy hair
and clean the beer stains
off the floor with it!
Let's dance the dance.
Yeah!
Hold on, hold on.
Let me ask her again.
Estella, do you
choose to stay here?
Well, actually, I wouldn't
mind staying for a little bit.
I could use another drink.
Estella, you don't
have to stay here.
We got this.
Yes.
You've got this?
Come on, let me at her.
Listen, it's cool.
It's cool.
Everything's all good, OK?
OK?
It's OK.
OK.
Yeah, just text me
if you need anything.
Yeah, of course, duh?
Everything's good.
It's cool.
Everything's good.
You're going to let this go?
Relax.
Have some fun, I
know I'm going to.
Oh, my god.
Stop.
Well, what if we maybe
move the entrance,
like, 10 feet over this way?
It might give them a
little bit more space here.
Sounds good.
Yeah.
I'm with it.
Yeah, I think they'd like that.
Yeah.
Come in.
Estella, you OK, girl?
What's going on?
Can I talk to Jo alone, Mack?
Of course, yeah.
Let me grab some coffee.
Y'all want anything?
I'm good.
Estella, what's wrong?
What happened?
I
told him to stop, Jo.
I begged him.
Who?
You told who to stop?
Colt?
I wanted it at first,
but not like this.
How could he?
Jo, tell me what happened.
He told me he put it
where no one could see.
Wait, wait.
Estella, we have to do this.
It's never going to
stop if we don't.
Come on.
Come on.
OK, come here.
Hey, you're OK.
Is Officer Freddy around?
Good morning.
What are y'all doing
here this early?
Did Ms. Holden come running
out looking for her dog
again in her underwear?
It's not about that.
We need to show you something.
OK, come on.
It's going to be OK,
It's going to be OK.
So she takes the money out and,
and the memories?
No, she puts the money in, and
she takes the memories out, man.
OK.
All right, all right.
I swear to god, she
services photo booths.
Photo booths?
Photo booths.
She services photo booth.
Freddy.
What's up, copper?
What's the good word on
the right side of the law?
Colt Mccammon, you are under
arrest for assault, battery,
and sexual assault.
Huh?
What did you say to me?
Put your hands behind your back.
Uh, no!
Are you crazy?
Don't do this.
Let's go somewhere
and talk, man.
Put your hands behind your back.
Don't do this, Freddy.
Everything OK, boss?
No, it's not.
Talk to me.
What do I do?
I can rain fire down
right here, right now!
Not yet.
Get the crew to the station.
I'll meet you there.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say can be used
against you in a court of law.
You have the right
to an attorney.
If you cannot afford
an attorney...
What the hell, Freddy?
This ain't right, man.
One will be provided to you.
You are fucking up!
And ain't the kind
of fuck up where
you get this cute little
life lesson out of it.
Uh-uh, no.
It's going to be a
painful fuck up for you.
You're going to feel
it in all kinds of ways
you didn't know you could feel.
You can still stop this, Freddy.
No regrets.
Hey, Estella.
What's up?
Can I come in?
Of course, of course.
Are you OK?
I just don't get it.
Why would you do
this to someone?
What did I do?
Never felt like
this doesn't work.
He was always so gentle with me.
I just wonder why?
I wasn't resisting or anything.
We were right in
the middle of it.
And I was smiling,
and he was smiling.
It felt good.
I'm sure it felt
good to him, too.
Why would you hurt
someone like this?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
What is he doing
out of the cell?
That look of confusion
on your face,
I'm going to remember
that for a long time.
You shouldn't be out.
You broke the law.
Do you know I paid for
the Sheriff's campaign?
Not some of it, all of it.
And that was back
before he was sheriff.
I believed in him.
I supported him.
But you did wrong.
It wasn't right what
you did to Estella.
Having power means never
having to say you're sorry.
And it definitely means
not being humiliated
in front of the entire town.
See you around, Freddy.
Freddy!
Freddy!
Freddy!
Freddy!
Freddy!
Let the retribution begin!
Freddy!
Freddy!
You let him go?
Yeah, lack of evidence.
Evidence?
I have firsthand testimonies
and pictures of the assault.
You have one side of
the story, that's it!
All right, it's called hearsay!
This whole thing is like an
old-fashioned lover's quarrel,
all right?
Estella herself said that he
never forced himself on her.
But that doesn't mean
she deserved to get
roughed up like that.
And how do you know?
Were you there?
Can you read that sign outside?
This ain't no movie theater!
Come on, now!
We deal with facts
and evidence, OK?
Nobody deserves that.
He shouldn't be able
to get away with that.
You think he's the big, bad
menace of this town, do you?
Huh?
Even if you're right, who's
going to rise up and put him
down, huh?
No one.
No, they're all
just going to keep
doing what they're doing
because that's what people do.
Face the giants.
You can't hide behind
the laws, Freddy.
You got to stand in front
of them, the ancient way.
Two men eye to eye
with their fists, huh?
And their will.
You want your shot?
Take it.
I let that play out 10 out
of 10 times, all right?
These materials.
So we should be able to get
started on the build soon.
Excellent.
I know, I know.
Great job.
Hey.
Hey, I didn't... I
didn't miss it, did I?
No, she hasn't gone on yet.
Oh, perfect.
I'm excited to see our girl.
Yeah, she's going
to be all right.
She's going to be just fine.
She's got this.
She is.
She's got it.
Thank you all for
coming to see me off.
It means so much to me that
this town actually supports me.
And I want each and
every one of you
to know you carry a
special place right here.
Mother, you told
me to be delicate.
To breathe each
moment as a gratitude.
To be fierce, but merciful.
To wear my scars like scaled
armor, each plate an iron
keepsake to remind
me where I come from.
Father, you told me
to be exceptional.
To turn sweat into opportunity.
To let the tears rise
until the sadness becomes
a raft buoying me to tomorrow.
To hold belief as a torch,
scorching its red orange glare
through caverns of
my uncertainties.
I have seen sorrow.
Its scrolls hang
from my rib cage.
Badges of hurt I
didn't want to collect,
but won't let go of
without making them matter.
I am not circumstance.
I am opportunity.
I am not fear.
I am resilient.
I am not broken.
I am battle tested.
I am not failure.
But I know his name and
refuse to forget it,
for he is my teacher.
And I am brave
enough to face him.
I will not turn away.
And I am not alone.
I stand with armies!
Father, I remember
your creased fingers.
Hands wrought with
many hard days' work.
I'll carry them, roar
them like a lioness,
jumping to defend all the
years you took to sculpt me.
Shit.
Mother, I'll stitch your
lullabies into speeches.
Make words into
honorariums of the hours
you arched your back
to lift my soul.
I will write passages
with pencil frenzy.
They speak to my people
as two soft voices,
holding hands in solidarity.
I will take formulas and
transform them into cures.
I will take sonnets and
sing them to the weary.
I will march with legs
galvanized in righteousness
and unity and faith.
I will hold numbers like
street lamps down dark alleys
and raise them up until
they build bridges.
I will heal hurt
bodies into walking
palaces, form organs and bones
as temples of forgiveness.
I will teach children that
happiness is sustainable
and deserved an possible.
I will see in my
reflection, love.
I was see in my challenges, joy.
I will see in my work, purpose.
I will see a mountain
and say, move.
I am a scholar!
Thank you.
Estella, wait.
I got to get out of here, Jo.
I know.
Let me get you...
No, I'm out.
I got to stay with
my brother in Cali.
Are you sure?
Yes.
I'll do whatever I can
if you want to say.
No.
Listen, he is everywhere.
No matter what I do, no matter
what, he will be in my mind.
I got to get out, OK?
I knew it was a problem
going to the cops.
Please, just...
Don't... don't do that.
Don't give him that power.
We did the right thing.
We'll figure this out.
OK, just don't let him
make you question yourself.
OK, come on.
Let's just go.
Come on.
You sure you can't
stay for another hour?
Daddy, my flight for Chicago
leaves in three hours.
I barely have enough time
to drive to the airport.
It's all right, I understand.
I'll call you as soon as I land.
OK.
Love you.
Love you, too.
What's the power?
Words are my power.
Damn straight.
It's really cold tonight.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Let's take a walk, darling.
Where do you think
you're going, huh?
A reckoning has come!
I was just doing my job.
I'm not sorry.
You're in the wrong, Colt!
Price must be paid, Freddy.
Come on, copper.
Get out there in
that street, boy!
Anybody got a problem with this?
We can solve it right here
and right now, fist to fist,
and chest to chest!
I'm a silver back gorilla, baby!
Rah!
Come on!
Is there anyone
who challenges me?
Find me Estella.
Are you positive you
don't need anything else?
Nah, screw it.
I've never liked that
furniture anyway.
You going to be OK?
Yeah, I'll manage.
Hey, you got to
finish that book, OK?
Golly.
I don't have a job now, so I
guess I got plenty of time.
OK, I mean it.
Women need to read it.
People need to read it.
What you have to say can
change so many lives.
Just when we're
feeling confident,
someone like him
has to come along.
Hey, use that, OK?
Let it motivate you.
Let it unmask people
like him so that society
can see how they truly are, OK?
You need to show every
corner of this country
just how strong and
amazing you are, OK?
You are such a bright
light, Estella.
You just... you just
got to burn bright.
Burn bright.
I love you, Jo.
I love you, too.
Come here, come here.
It's going to be OK.
It's all going to
be OK, I promise.
Yeah.
I'll miss you.
I'll miss you, OK?
Yeah.
You don't have to
worry about that.
I'm good.
You let me know
when you get there.
Yeah.
OK.
Come visit.
OK.
Will you?
OK.
Drive safe.
OK.
Love you.
Love you.
She's gone, boss.
What do you mean, "gone"?
We couldn't find
her car anywhere.
We jimmied the door.
She took all her clothes.
Looks like she left in a hurry.
You want me to track her down?
I'll find her.
If she is above ground,
on the sea, or in the air,
I will find that bitch.
No.
Her family's here.
Her job's here.
She'll come back.
We just have to wait.
This is all JoJo
I know it.
Finally!
I've been waiting for an excuse.
You want me to grab her?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
She needs to understand.
And we are going to educate her
exhaustively and thoroughly.
Yeah.
You sure this is the place?
Positive.
Her and Mack are
out here every day.
Fuck this place!
Burn it down.
I
tried to do the right thing.
But somehow, I feel so wrong.
Estella had to move.
Freddy's in the hospital.
Everything's a mess.
I don't know what to do.
I just don't get it.
I want to run away
too, but I can't.
I have to finish
the Martinez job.
I could really use one of
your lessons about now.
I love you.
Bye-bye, daddy-o.
Burned to the ground,
burned to the ground!
How could it... who
burned all the way down!
Mack!
You!
You bastard!
You did this!
I was in the Navy,
you little prick!
I'll kill all y'all's asses!
1701 Paine Street,
apartment 220 C.
What?
How did you get my
Savannah has a nice little
apartment out there in Dallas.
Cute drapes, too.
I've always had a
thing for red drapes.
I'll kill all of y'all!
I believe you, but not before
she endured something far worse
than death.
In fact, a lot of somethings.
But I don't think we're
going to need to get there.
I just want you to
keep your mouth shut
and let me teach you to dance.
I was dancing before you
grew a single pubic hair!
I don't doubt it.
Now, put your hands down and
let me teach you a dance.
It's just one dance.
Well, do what you got to do.
But don't forget, I'll
kill you in your sleep
while you're dreaming!
You'll never come back!
I don't think we
need to get there.
This dance should be the last
thing, and a little chit-chat
with your business partner.
You're going to
teach him a dance?
Jace, it ain't that boy band,
Dancing with the Stars bullshit.
This is a real dance.
You know Fred Astaire, Mack?
Fred Astaire?
I know Fred Astaire.
You know Bojangles?
Fred Astaire modeled his
whole dancing style after him.
Yeah, I know Bojangles.
And you are not wrong.
But my mama used to watch Fred
Astaire every Sunday morning.
Your mom was a good woman.
She was.
I don't know what she ever
saw in your daddy, though.
Me neither, but here we are.
Everybody likes
singing in the rain.
But I've always loved
dancing on the ceiling.
Fred Astaire comes
into his apartment.
He takes off his top hat.
He folds his jacket
over the couch.
He sits down.
He sits down.
Puts his cigarette out, looks
at a picture of his girl,
lays his head back.
Style for days!
Everywhere
the beauty goes, you are.
Everywhere an orchid
grows, you are.
And then he gets up.
And it's as if he charges
the energy of the room.
His feet come over, bounce off
the couch, go back to the chair
and charge up so
much energy, it's
like they're ascending
the laws of gravity.
You're like
Paris in April or May.
You're New York
on a silvery day.
Ow!
A Swiss Alp
as the sun grows fainter.
Your lock lo mein if
autumn was the pain, oh.
You're moonlight on
a night in Capri.
You're Cape Cod
looking out at the sea.
Ow!
You're all the
places that leave me breathless.
And no wonder, you're
all the world to me.
Yeah!
How do you like that, man?
OK, so we can expedite that?
OK.
OK, great.
OK.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Did you hear?
Hear what?
I guess not.
Bring him in.
Jesus!
What did they do to you?
Don't worry about me, kid.
I let them do it the
only way they could have.
Told me what?
The Martinez site... they
burned it to the ground.
Nothing left but ash and soil.
I was on my way to tell you.
What?
No.
No, we've worked
so hard for this.
Yes!
That's what I wanted to see
that look on your face when you
realize it was all your fault,
and to look you in the
eyes so you know I was
the one who showed it to you.
It was me.
But why?
Why Mr. Martinez and Mack?
I can get to you anywhere
and through anyone.
And they will feel
your suffering.
You see, Estella, she's like a
ripe peach at the end of July
real sweet piece of ass.
And she's feisty, too, no doubt.
But I know she knows better
than to go to the cops.
What do you want?
This.
I want you to feel the
loss I felt, and more.
So, here's what
you're going to do.
You're going to tell the
insurance company you don't
know how that fire started.
And you're going
to take that money,
build it up to whatever
you want it to be.
But I want you to remember
each nail in a piece
of wood, each time
you sign your name in
ink to a contractor,
even when you put on that
slick white coat of paint
to finish the thing
off, I can take it
away any old time I choose.
It's just the boring guy I am.
But I'm also reasonable.
Once it's all built up,
we can act like none
of this ever happened.
You know what?
That's called mercy.
I think we're done here.
Oh, and I stopped by
to see your daddy!
You might want to check on him.
He don't look so good.
He don't look too good at all.
What did you do?
Are you OK?
What have
they done to you, pop?
What have they done?
What
am I going to do?
What am I going to do?
Can I rebuild?
I could.
But they're always going
to be there, aren't they?
What would you do?
What
would anybody do?
Dude, we forgot hot chips.
There's a bag at the house.
No, Jace ate them all.
All I wanted was hot chips, man!
Get over it.
We can get lollipops, but
we can't get hot chips.
9:00 o'clock.
Huh?
9:00 o'clock.
We're supposed to
leave her alone.
Let's just say hi.
Come on.
Sup, buckaroo?
Where are you riding to?
You're twisted.
You've got no idea.
All right.
Come on, let's go.
These bags are getting heavy.
All right.
See you later, Jo.
Oh.
Give big daddy a
kiss for me, will ya?
Pathetic.
You better stay down, girl.
What can you do, JoJo?
What can anybody do?
It's not frumpy.
God, it's not perfect.
But it's not... it's not for me.
I like the way I look.
Am I ugly?
Is this what you wanted?
Are you happy now?
I'll give you bland.
I'll give you
attractive clothing.
I'll give you fucking makeup!
I'll give you fucking makeup!
That's it.
Till it's done.
I'm at the hotel
down the street.
What the fuck?
Is that the librarian?
Bitch, you forget
your library card?
What is this, Halloween?
She has totally lost her shit.
Oh, she's about a 500
meter sprint past totally
losing her shit.
What is it, JoJo?
Oh, I see.
She wants some more education.
Finn, give it to her.
I'mma go whip me up a snack.
You let me know
when she's softened
up enough to speak to me.
Ah!
Ah, yeah!
My face!
You stupid bitch!
What did you do to my face?
Bitch... it's not
a very nice word.
You are trespassing
on my property.
You assaulted my friends.
I'm going to cut
something in half on you
and let the coroner
sort you out!
What are you going
to do with that?
You assaulted me and my friends.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I have money, the influence.
What do you want?
Leave.
Don't ever come back.
You want me to leave this place?
Fine, I'll leave!
I never liked it anyway!
Take them with you.
Of course, of course!
If I ever find out you took
advantage of another woman,
I will drive across the country.
I got plenty of playlists
to keep me company.
And I will cut something
in half on you.
One more thing... women are
not sluts, whores, cunts,
or bitches.
We are mothers, doctors,
builders, warriors!
And every man who
thinks that they
can throw out this week insult
just has a limp self-confidence.
They can't even fathom an
actual intelligent response.
Here's an idea.
Next time you want
to feel powerful,
try to build somebody else up.
Make them feel a
little more powerful.
You might get built
up more than any
of these sexist bullshit slang.
Tell me.
I want to know
what it feels like.
Five minutes after I leave, I
know what you'll be thinking
you come get me.
Get a new crew.
Make me pay.
Make me regret.
Hit harder, meaner.
But it won't be enough,
because I'll be ready.
And I won't be as
merciful this time.
And if you do come
back, you'll have
to admit to everyone that
you got beat by me, a woman.
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
So it looks like entrance is
going to cover it after all.
Looks like it.
Freddy, my bruised brother!
You looking better.
I would say the same
thing about you,
but looks like you got a
few days left to simmer.
Boy, you just don't know how
to make someone's mind at ease,
do you?
Police training... be
honest, even if it hurts.
I need to give you
some poetry training.
Be honest only when that honesty
creates something beautiful,
or at the very least, sociable.
I'll take you up on that.
Hey, y'all got to see this.
Come quick!
Check him out!
He doesn't look too happy.
Good morning, Sheriff.
Ain't it a beautiful morning?
When the
world's all in flames.
There's no peace to...
Attagirl.
I am a dragon,
spitting fire and ashes.
Nine times, the
Twin Tower collapses
11th hour capture.
Welcome to my jungle.
Made a promise to the world.
Till my last breath paces out.
Until I'm 6 feet deep
in the ground and I...
Oh, yeah, a beautiful day.
... as it crashes down.
So leave the house light on
till I'm coming home, God.
Though, as long as
I'm alive, I'mma...
I'm going to take
you to a place that's far away.
Baby, just free your mind.
Let's go where dreams are made
Come on now, don't you fight it.
Just let me take you high
I'll take you where
you want to go.
Let me come inside.
Come inside
We ain't got to go nowhere.
Ain't got to go nowhere.
We ain't got to go nowhere.
Ain't got to go nowhere.
We ain't got to go nowhere.
Ain't got to go nowhere.
We ain't got to go nowhere.
Ain't got to go nowhere
You gotta have some fun.
Come on, let down your hair
We're in this moment now.
We ain't going nowhere.
Nowhere
People don't have
real conversations.
They... they just don't.
What's a real conversation?
I mean, you have
to actually risk
something, put
something out there
say something bold, outrageous.
I mean, most of the
time, it's like the same,
hey, how are you doing?
Oh, I'm doing fine.
Ugh!
Or just, like, we're swiping
around on these things.
I mean, don't you just
wish someone would just
say something real for once?
Challenge you, push you?
How?
I don't know.
I kind of would love it
if someone was like
um, they said, hey, I just
pounded five energy drinks and I
stayed up till, like, 3:00 in
the morning playing my harp
in the underwear situation.
Or I mean, it would totally
be cool if someone was like,
hey, what's with the tiles?
How come 90% of them are, like,
the same squares that are, like,
all the same size?
Even if they tell you about
the good cup of coffee
they had in the morning,
or the bad cup of coffee?
Yes.
Or, you know, they
remind you of how they've
grown since their youth.
OK.
What turns them on,
what turns them off.
Mm, girl!
You talking my language.
Like, what magic
holds them together
when everything else
is falling apart.
Mm!
Yes, exactly.
Oh, my god.
You sure you don't
want one of these?
These are pretty freaking great.
No, I'm just not
that into sugar.
Oh, I call bullshit.
You are so into sugar.
I have known you
since kindergarten.
You were definitely into sugar.
People just say that
to make themselves feel
better about not eating it.
Are you on Atkins?
Keto?
Paleo?
South Beach?
Ooh, wait.
Zone?
No.
5:2?
5:2?
OK, it's not that
I'm not into sugar.
I would eat sugar for breakfast,
lunch, and dinner if I could.
Mm-hmm.
But dad used to
dad used to have a saying
about, well, sugar and
you should eat it like
people drink champagne.
So special occasions, you know?
At your birthday, at Christmas.
Any time you do
something so amazing,
you exceed what you
thought was possible.
Hmm.
But when you do eat it,
you eat it with purpose.
You eat it slow, with intention.
Take it all in, you know?
Anyway, I've got this king-sized
dark chocolate bar on my desk
at work.
And when the time is right,
that'll be my champagne.
I miss your dad.
Yeah, me too.
What's my birthday again?
June.
And it's?
October.
Mm-hmm!
All right, close enough.
How do
you like my champagne, darling?
Only the best
for the one and only Estella.
Ooh!
So do you consider this
a real conversation?
This is what I live for... the
bold conversations, the ones
that make you feel that warmth
in the pit of your stomach
because they actually
mean something.
Yeah.
I mean, I wish women had these
kind of conversations in movies,
you know?
Oh, my gosh.
I know, right?
Ugh!
Half the time, the guy
they're stuck with,
they get the philosophical
conversations,
and we get, like, hair
and makeup and, like...
Sex.
Sex.
Or how about when they give the
cute little, like, odd little
hobby that's supposed to be
so attractive to the cute guy
we're about to date?
Exactly... classic.
Classically lame.
Mm!
But it is a little bit better
in books, but not by much.
No.
I mean, listen, we
deserve so much more.
We deserve the philosophy,
and the poetry,
and all the, like, cool,
fresh, slick dialogue
they give to the guys.
I mean, ugh!
Plus, OK, let's be real, they
learn all that from us anyway,
OK?
Right?
Yeah.
I mean, they give us,
like, tricks are for kids.
Oh, my god.
And then they get, the
path of the righteous man
is beset on all sides.
Ugh, gross!
Lovely stuff, though.
Still...
Mm, what?
What if...
Yeah?
What if it's the question?
What do you mean?
How are you doing?
OK.
Like, what if...
what if it was more
like, what are
you curious about?
Yeah.
I mean... wait.
Yes, that's what
I'm talking about.
Dude, what are you
curious about today?
Yeah, exactly.
Like, it's like... it's
inquisitive, but it doesn't pry.
It's got some poetry to it.
Damn, it's even
philosophical, girl!
Yeah, I mean, I would...
Here comes trouble.
Boom
That's a mighty fine
scoop of ice cream.
Hey, Finn.
Hmm?
Ain't that a mighty
fine scoop of ice cream?
Mighty fine.
I think I'd like to have some.
What do you say?
Can I have a bite?
But daddy, it's mine.
Mm, bubblegum!
That's an ice cream and a gum.
We call that a twofer.
Finn, you want some?
Hmm, too sweet for me.
What does it feel like to know
you're going to be nothing, just
like your daddy?
That you're going to
be stuck in this town
paralyzed by fear, just
waiting for the day
that they lower you in the
ground off Gilmore Road
just so it can all be over.
I want to know, what
does it feel like?
I don't like you!
You better teach her to have
some respect for her elders.
Have some fun!
Aren't you supposed to have fun
when you're eating ice cream?
Let's roll.
Later, suckers.
Why didn't you say anything?
What am I supposed to do?
Since his dad moved to
Seattle, he owns half the town.
You know that.
Plus, he didn't break any laws.
I know I'm not supposed to
say it, but I kind of have to.
OK, fine.
Do it.
Make it quick.
Why did you ever
date that douche bag?
Oh.
Well, "date" is a
pretty liberal term.
I would say more like
a, um, regular hookup.
Don't dodge the question.
Oh, my gosh.
Fine!
He's exciting, OK?
Like, I know he's a total
dick, but I don't know,
he's kind of fun.
And he throws the
best parties, which
you would know if you
actually got off your couch
or out of the library, girl.
Mm-hmm.
OK, fine.
Well, maybe I'll go to
the next party with you.
I just felt like I had
a little stroke there.
What... what did you say?
Are you... are you feeling OK?
As long as you promise me a
real conversation over there.
Yeah, done and done.
Come on, we're going to party.
OK.
We're going to party.
OK.
We're
going to a party.
We're going to a party.
You gotta dance with me.
OK, I don't know if
I want to go anymore.
I retract.
I retract my statement.
Give it!
Where are you?
I asked.
Hot tears raining down and
down my decimated cheeks.
Worn thin by tragedies
of self-imposed isolation
from griefs untenable made
palpable by the lacerations
I cut around my soul.
Looking for you, for
words, for a sign,
for peace, for something...
anything to let me
know I'm not alone.
But like Michelangelo's
Creation of Adam,
I could never quite touch you.
So the tears cooled
and hardened.
And so I had to pick up the
shattered pieces of my stomach
off the bathroom floor
over and over again.
And I'm still looking for you!
Where are you?
Where are you?
You didn't answer.
And I was left to battle the
armies of unforeseen enemies
I've been facing for 20
years since my mom left
me and my dad with nothing
but a note and a promise.
She promised not to
answer my phone calls,
not to come to my
birthday parties,
not to teach me to play
guitar, not to see me,
not to believe in me.
We all need to be believed in.
Where are you?
And the next Sunday, I remember
of the church parking lot
was full.
As I drove home, the gas
station with a tall boy
and a pack of Marlboro lights
trying to drink off a hangover
that lasted five years.
I pleaded, let this pain end.
I'll do anything.
I'll go back to school.
I'll be a nicer person.
I'll eat my greens and veggies.
I'll even pray.
So I did.
I got down on my knees
and said, whatever
it takes, please help me!
And my answer didn't come then.
It came three nights later when
the red, white, and blue siren
splashed violently in
my rearview mirror.
And it took another six months
to finally hear it, but I did.
It was you.
You came through me
like electrons firing.
Like Cassiopeia and the
night sky over the desert.
Like the child I once was
coming back to forgive me.
Like a whisper of revolution.
Like the odes of Pablo Neruda.
Like the poetry of
Gwendolyn Brooks
and Langston Hughes
and Mary Oliver.
And yet, you spoke
to me like a friend!
Like a sister.
Like a mother.
You said to me, you are not
a catastrophe, my daughter.
You are not a mistake.
I've seen all your
sufferings, and it matters.
You matter!
And I've always been here.
And you, my daughter,
you are beautiful.
OK.
How was it, daddy?
Better, better.
You still need to
use your hands more.
OK.
And don't forget
to pace yourself.
You have time.
Don't push it out.
Let it come naturally.
OK.
You think I got a
shot at nationals?
You got
more than a shot, kid.
You're electric.
You're jazz.
You're smooth.
And those words, oh, those
beautiful, symphonic words
that's the sauce.
Thank you, daddy.
I love you.
Don't let your head swell up.
You still got to use it.
Don't let humble
just be an adjective.
It's an action.
I know, I know, daddy.
That's my girl.
Now, get out of here.
The young shouldn't be talking
too long in the dark to the old.
Go have an experience... not a
reckless one, but a new one.
Gotcha.
And don't forget the power.
What's the power?
Words are my power.
Damn straight.
Hey, we're thirsty.
Go get us something to drink.
Oh, just give me one minute.
I need to clean up
these tables real quick.
Give
me just a minute?
We're you're customers.
You take care of us
first, don't you think?
Yeah.
Yeah, go get us some drinks.
You can take care
of all that later.
OK, what do you want to drink?
Just get us one of everything.
One of everything?
Yeah, and be quick about it.
OK.
We don't want to wait.
Oh.
Get a move on!
That's a pretty girl you got.
She is.
But she's so much
more than that.
She's intelligent, witty,
energetic, kind, and innovative.
Intelligence can be
a dangerous thing.
Only to those who are afraid
of losing their power.
Oh, you get powerful enough, you
don't ever have to be afraid.
You have a good night now, man.
Mary?
Colt.
When did you get back?
Just a few weeks ago.
Dad came back to take
care of Grandma Nancy.
It's been forever.
Yeah, it really has.
You still playing the piano?
Not as much as I used to.
That's a shame.
You really have a gift.
Well, it's funny how
life snatches away
those things from us so fast.
Yeah, it is.
You know, your mom
was just so magic.
She wasn't just my
favorite piano teacher,
she was my favorite
teacher I ever had.
She was the best.
You know, I never told
you this, but I actually
used to come to my lessons
early so that I could just
listen to her teaching
you how to sing.
I was
so sorry to hear.
Yeah, yeah.
Thanks.
I better get back to work.
OK.
What are y'all looking at?
Come on, my princes,
my warrior princess.
Let's drink!
That's what I'm talking about.
Yes, yes!
What are you doing here?
Reading.
The library is
closed on Sundays,
and I didn't feel like melting
into my couch just yet.
What are you doing here?
I came to pick up
the keys to my truck.
Savannah's in town, and
I let her borrow my car.
What?
You didn't tell me
Savannah was in town.
Yep, she's in town
for a couple of weeks
practicing for nationals.
Nationals?
She's so amazing.
Yeah, she's
something, all right.
Don't act like you're not
the proudest daddy in Texas.
I can see right
through you, Mack.
Hmm, maybe, maybe.
But what about you, Jo?
It's the weekend and
you're sitting in the dark,
sulking in our office.
I'm not sulking.
The library is closed.
I just wanted to read.
And I... you know, my
couch is too comfortable.
So I go home and I just
fall right to sleep.
Mm-hmm.
I know it's not
none of my business,
but you could find a special
someone to spend your evenings
with... guy, gal
whatever tickles,
you know, you know.
I don't need to find
somebody special.
I'm fine just by myself.
And if I need something tickled,
I can just take care of it
myself, or find
somebody else to do it.
No!
Why, I did not need
to know all that.
You went there.
Fair
enough, fair enough.
I just want you to be happy
your daddy would
have wanted the same.
I'm good.
And if anybody could have
understood that better,
it would have been him.
He would have.
Hey, you heard
anything from your mom?
Ugh, she's still
in Palm Springs.
She's dating Mr. Brand New Who's
Going To Be The Next Something.
Billionaire But Somehow Can't
Pay His Own Bills, you know?
Some people know how
to find them, right, and find
them again.
All right, then,
I'm getting out of here.
All right.
I'll see you soon.
OK.
Well, you have a good night.
And try to have
some fun, will ya?
All right.
Get out of here.
This is fun.
Everywhere
the beauty goes.
You are...
Hey, Colt.
Sheriff!
Can you settle a bet for me?
Lay it on me.
We got two outlaws, all right?
OK.
Holed up in a saloon.
They got hostages.
They got loot.
Lord knows they got steel.
I mean, they ain't
no amateurs, right?
All right.
All right.
Lawmen got the whole place
surrounded... only one way out.
Outlaws...
They have to get out soon, you know?
More lawmen are
going to be coming,
and, well, they ain't
going to get out at all.
OK.
Lawmen know outlaws
have to make a break.
So, they got they fingers on the
trigger, covering every angle.
So what do they do?
Outlaws and lawmen?
Come on, now.
No, now.
Come on.
I'm saying... I'm saying
the outlaws, all right?
Easy.
All right, easy.
All right, go on.
Outlaws take two hostages,
put their hats and gun belts
on them, push them
out the door and say,
you're never going
to take me alive!
Lawmen start firing.
Outlaws are waiting
at the window.
Take them off one by one
pew, pew, pew.
Grab a bottle of whiskey.
Load up the horses.
Ride the sunset until they
can hide in the canyon
and hightail it to Mexico.
All right, that's
pretty good, that's pretty good,
using the hostages there.
All right.
Just out of curiosity...
Mm-hmm?
What would the lawman do?
Mm, even easier.
Go on.
The lawman send one of the
officers within earshot.
Tell the outlaws to split
the loot with them 50/50.
All they have to do is
throw the bag of money
out, send the rest of
the boys down the street,
act like the town is
hunky dory, and just wait
for 'em to come out.
You got one peculiar
type of mind now there,
Colt, I'm telling you.
You wanna know something?
You would've made a good
well...
What's that?
A good lawman.
I mean, in another life.
Well, nothing like you, Sheriff.
Not everybody has the
temperament to do what you do.
Once that fire
starts to burn, that
instinct to run back
to the woods lights
up like a firefly next
to a Christmas tree.
But I know you, Sheriff.
You wouldn't run.
It's not in your constitution.
Well, I appreciate you.
Now, if you don't
mind, I think I'd like
to go get into some trouble.
Listen, now, now.
Now, just be careful now.
Don't be going back
to that stock man's bar
and getting hostages
and banknotes, because I
know all your secrets.
You have a good
night now, Sheriff.
You do the same there, Colt.
Yes!
Oh, my god.
There you are.
I've come to kidnap you.
Kidnap me?
For what?
OK, I have to ask
you a question.
And I will not let you
go back to your couch
because I know how you are.
When was the last time you
went stargazing out on a field?
When was the last
time you did that?
Like, never.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
OK, so...
So when I ask you tomorrow,
you're going to say,
just last night.
I don't know.
Oh, stop!
Look, listen, I brought
I brought supplies.
You know, specials.
Ooh, winey, winey!
OK, OK.
Screw it.
Let's do it, let's
do it, let's do it.
Yes, yes, yes!
OK, OK, OK, OK.
But we just can't stay
up late, because we
start a new job in the morning.
Oh, girl.
Yeah.
I won't agree to that.
But I will agree that you're
going to have a kick ass time.
Oh, my god.
Don't you love that summer air?
It just screams possibility!
I'd like to hear
someone screaming
by the end of the night.
Ooh, look at those hips!
Look at how they
skipiddy, skip, skip.
Who is that?
That's little Cynthia
Turner, all grown up.
Cynthia Turner?
You're kidding me.
Playing in the mud,
boogers caked in her hair
Cynthia Turner?
Yep, she just got back
from community college.
And she has bloomed like a
lilac in the Eastern sun.
Yes, she has.
Damn, she's a bad bitch!
Ba... ba... ba...
ba... bad bitch!
Bitch.
What?
Excuse me?
Why does it always frickin'
have to be "bitch"?
Ah, what's up with our culture?
I mean, it's like,
literally all the insults
are geared towards women
bitch, slut, pussy,
ho, tramp, woman.
Oh, girl.
And, like, the ever so not
so magical C-word that we
I just can't even.
Yeah.
I mean, I don't
who likes to say that?
Yeah, no.
And then, like, OK, so
one-sided, though, right?
Dudes... what's the
insult for dudes?
Um, asshole.
Dick.
Dick!
Jerk.
It sounds cute!
Ugh, so stupid.
Yeah, there's nothing cute
about being called pussy.
No.
Oh... no, exactly.
Yep.
And, like, hello!
It's just, like, literally,
society's teaching us to, like,
hate us down to our biology.
It's so ridiculous.
And like, yeah, and
even sometimes we
believe it because of that.
I mean, it's messed up, but...
Right?
Yeah.
Stupid society.
You ain't getting in on this?
Nah, I'm good.
Go on, get!
Have some fun.
Hey.
Hey.
What are you two idiots doing?
What are you doing?
What?
What?
Come on, Cynthia!
Come on, man!
Yeah, she's way better
than those guys!
Officer Freddy, how are you?
Good evening, ladies.
You doing all right?
Oh, we are better
than all right.
Come here.
We are spectacular.
And we're going stargazing.
You wanna come?
Can't, working.
Oh!
Good old Officer Freddy,
keeping every street safe,
one citizen at a time.
Somebody has to.
OK, oh, wait.
Woo, woo, woo.
It's happening, it's happening,
it's happening, it's happening,
it's happening.
What's going on?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
What was that?
Yeah, that happened.
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
Wait.
Freddy?
Hey, Freddy.
You think I'm sexy, right?
Wait.
OK, OK.
Sure, sure...
No, I...
If a woman shows that
she has a human body
and farts a little bit,
you just lose your shit
and you don't I think
I'm sexy anymore.
Hey, come on, now.
I never said that.
I swear, I swear.
I'm staying out of it.
Wooo!
I'm gonna fart again.
I can't control her.
She's ridiculous.
Whatever.
Let's go stargazing.
Come on, now.
That's not even fair.
I...
Sorry.
Come on, girl.
Come on, come on.
Have fun.
Let's go.
I'm sorry.
Hey, pop.
Business has been really good.
You wouldn't believe how many
great homes we're building.
And I'm not cutting
corners at all.
Everyone's getting a strong
foundation, great framework.
And some of them are even able
to design them themselves.
It's a dream come true.
And, you know,
money's been good too.
No debt... I don't
owe anybody anything,
just like you taught me.
On my own.
Nothing wrong with on my own.
Nothing at all.
See you tomorrow, pop.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Watch it, girl.
Oh, my god.
I'm so sorry.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm all right.
OK.
Come here.
Sit down here.
I'm sorry.
I was just...
All right.
That's all right.
In my head.
Yeah, I understand.
I'm sorry.
You know what I want to do?
I want to tell
you a little story
about your daddy, all right?
He was fearless.
He used to walk this town
with a purpose, with his eyes
up, shoulders back, like he
was going to the king's palace.
And the way he protected
our boys overseas, I mean,
nobody's ever going
to forget that now.
He was a warrior.
And now look at you.
I mean, you're like
a little raccoon
in the middle of
the hot afternoon,
scared of his own shadow.
Look at me, girl.
Look at me now.
You're better than that, JoJo.
Be like your father
fearless.
Because that's who you
really are, all right?
All right now?
Thank you.
I just played it off like
I meant to do it, duh.
And he didn't say
anything anymore?
No.
What could he say?
Have you all finished
the magnum file yet?
Oh, yeah, I did.
But I did have a couple of
questions about the payroll.
OK, do me a favor... get
them on the phone today.
I want that worked out and
finished before the start
of the quarter.
OK.
Yeah, sure.
No problem.
Morning to the good!
Morning to the not so good.
Good morning to the average.
How can I help you?
I'm here to see Sam.
Is he expecting you?
Um, he's... listen, he's new.
It's fine.
You can just go in and go back.
You can go back.
You're late.
Oh, shit!
I totally spaced it.
Spaced it?
You're an accounting firm and
you were late on the rent
think of the irony!
I have been busy
getting caught up
on some late filers,
big accounts.
Can I have a week?
One week is one fourth
of the next month.
Shouldn't there be a penalty?
Definitely a penalty.
What, like a late fee?
Would that really
teach you something?
I don't know many late
fees that worked on people.
What are you going
to do, break my legs?
That's a bit archaic.
I'd rather break your
will, break your spirit.
Break every last light
left inside of you
until you are nothing but a
shell of who you used to be.
Oh, is that all?
Come on, now.
You ever see that pack of wild
dogs running around highway 80?
Yeah.
They're so skinny, their
ribs are poking out.
Man, they get a whiff of a scrap
ooh, boy!
They would crawl
through anything!
What are you getting at?
I think I know something
much better than a late fee.
Which is?
Seeing you crawling around the
floor like one of those mangy
dogs rooting around for a scrap.
Bastard, I am not going to...
Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Get down there and
howl like a dog.
Let's go.
All right!
Bark!
Bark, nerd!
Bark, bark, bark!
Woo!
Come on!
Get in there!
Crawl around doggy
style, you mangy dog!
Yeah!
Crawl around doggy style!
Let me hear you bark.
Let me hear you bark, mangy!
Like a mangy dog!
Let's go howl at the moon.
I want to hear you
howl at the moon.
Give us a howl.
Come on, give us a howl.
Here we go.
Hey, what if I do this?
Kick a leg.
Kick a leg!
Kick that leg, boy!
Kick that leg!
I know, I know you
think I'm cruel.
But I'm helping you, Sam.
I'm helping you learn.
You can't teach an
old dog new tricks.
You have a week.
And don't be late.
Woof, woof.
Those eyes, bold and boisterous.
Those lashes could
level an army.
That gaze absorbs you,
draws you in like flames.
Gentle and violent.
Still, and yet so
full of energy,
they nearly bring
a man to his knees.
Green like a wild
mountain river.
Black like the deep, dark night.
My god, those are eyes.
Do you ever talk
like a normal person?
Nah, you wouldn't
like me if I did.
You couldn't force me to
be like all these bores.
They folded in on
themselves so long ago,
they can't even recognize
an original thought.
Hmm.
Not me, baby.
I'm the last pharaoh of Egypt.
I'm the prince of pistoleers.
I'm a 700-pound lion with 5-inch
canine teeth and a roar that
rattles the grass like
a burst of Western wind.
Right.
See you around.
All right, maybe, maybe not.
So the lenders say
everything is good to go.
We've already laid
the foundation,
and the framers started
work this morning.
Wait, you've already
started building?
We knew you were good for it.
Plus, we know the lease is
running up on your apartment.
We're going to have a house?
That's right, my friend,
a house of your very own.
God is good.
God is very good.
I never thought I'd own
a house so beautiful.
It's not having a
house either, it's
you guys helping me design
it the way I've always
dreamed to have a house.
And there's a yard?
My princess a is
finally going to get
to play in her very own yard?
Well, you've been mentoring
electricians around town
for so long.
I mean, you've kept this
town and three others
running for as long
as we can remember,
whether it was freezing
cold or Texas hot.
You deserve this.
She ain't wrong.
You, too.
You too.
We're just grateful for the
chance to get to help you out,
Mr. Martinez.
And don't think
we don't get paid.
We still get paid.
Well, I've been trying for
five years to have a house,
and you all have made
my dream come true.
Thank you.
It's our pleasure.
All right.
Well, I got to get to a job.
But can I still stop
by and take a look?
Anytime, my friend, anytime.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
I love this job, JoJo.
Me, too.
But I think I'm going to
go for a quick run, though.
Is that all right?
Sounds good.
But don't be too long.
I was thinking we could
expand the garage a little bit
and surprise him
with a workstation.
I'll draw up
something to show you.
Oh, that sounds awesome.
He's going to love that.
All right, I'll be back soon.
All right.
He had me crawling around on
the ground like a damn dog.
But you agreed to it, right?
What was I supposed to do?
He threatened you, Sam?
Well, no.
Damage you any way?
No, sir.
Well, I think we're
about done here.
The bastard just does
whatever he wants.
Are you late with
your rent, Sam?
Your town is like a
living, breathing being.
It's like my mama used to say,
that if you have a bicycle wheel
and you pull out a spoke, the
whole damn thing falls apart.
Colt Mcgavin might be a
little rough around the edges,
but he and his family have
given more money and energy
and resources to the development
of this town than any one man
combined in the last 50 years.
He ain't no damn spoke.
He's the whole damn frame.
Why is she always over there?
She's talking to her dead dad.
You ever talk to your dad?
Nah, I said all I ever
needed to say to him.
Hey, pop.
We got everything
through for Mr. Martinez.
I know you used to call
him Eli, but I still
call him Mr. Martinez.
It must have something to
do with how I was raised.
But don't worry.
I'm still training, every day.
No looking down.
Hey, JoJo.
Hey, did that... the new
Caroline Kim book come in yet?
What was the title again?
The Prince of Mournful Thoughts.
Hmm, nothing since yesterday.
Have you ever tried Sharon Olds?
You know, Satan says
once you lose someone,
it's never exactly the same
person who comes back again.
How about Roberts'
Crocodile On the Sandbank?
Cairo, scoundrel lovers,
an adventure down the Nile.
No, actually, you look like you
could use Helen Hart's Follow
Me.
Darkly.
Trust me, it's got
everything a woman needs.
Are the other books I
ordered in or not, Rowena?
Thank you.
Watch it!
You ran into me.
I don't have time for this.
Out of my way.
Tourist.
Searching
for a higher calling.
Lord, won't you take my hand?
Searching for a higher calling
'Sup, buttercup?
Well, what are you doing here?
Come to peep in on my super
smart, super swag lady
friend of mine.
Yeah?
Well, what are you finding out?
Well, some things you
can't find in books.
You've got to get out and
actually experience it.
What do you think about that?
Yeah.
But I mean, I can go
anywhere in a book.
I can... the shops in Paris,
the pyramids of Egypt.
Or I could find a new
species in the Amazon
all in an afternoon.
Yeah, true.
Totally true.
But do your feet get
tired from dancing?
Do your lips get to taste that
cool, especially delicious hoppy
brew?
And does
your belly turn over
when you brush up
against someone
that you are totally attracted
to and you actually like?
Well...
Ah!
That's what I thought!
Hey, you promised me
a real conversation.
You promised me adventure.
You promised me intrigue.
Hello, you promised me a party!
Come on.
But... did you tell
them to come here?
Oh, not me, sister.
But I guess the universe
might be listening.
Damn.
Well, let me guess,
you can't stop
thinking about me?
No, I just came to find
something new to read.
But I could feel those
eyes through every book
jacket from here to Tuscaloosa.
Mm-hmm, I've never
seen you in here.
That's usually because I come in
dark glasses and a trench coat.
I don't like to
attract attention.
I call bullshit.
This guy loves attention.
Sometimes, from
the right people.
What are you reading?
Wuthering Heights.
Sounds dope.
What's it about?
It's about a man who has
all the power in the world.
He could do anything.
He could create art.
He could build up his community.
But he doesn't.
He has no imagination.
He's boring.
He chooses to use it
in the dullest way.
He uses it to be cruel.
What happens to him?
He ends up broken and alone.
He starves himself to death.
Ouch.
Depressing.
And that's why I
don't read fiction.
I prefer to spend my time
with the actual living.
What do you read?
I like nonfiction.
I like to see what we
can endure, you know?
What are we made of?
What can we take?
Yeah, I like the...
Uh-uh, reading the comments
on YouTube doesn't count.
OK, yeah.
I read plenty
Kevin Hart and Che, all day.
Oh, yeah?
Well, I like comics
and the Kama Sutra.
But Jeet Kune Do
is my all-time favorite book.
Nothing better than kicking
ass Bruce Lee style.
I have come here to
avenge my teacher.
I will allow you to leave.
This doesn't concern you.
Hey, shh!
Y'all are crazy.
You crazy enough to hang
out with us tonight?
Hmm, only if there are
other people around
and only if it is very
cold, very delicious.
They're not freaking cheap
stuff... the good beer.
It's on, then.
See you after dark.
You coming?
OK, I'm in, I'm in.
Ah!
Ha, ha!
I'm almost gone
I'm in the patrol
I'm in the zone.
Can't stand up on my own.
But this music is...
What am I doing?
I like the way I look.
I'm perfectly happy.
This is who I am.
stress over
some stupid party.
Daddy, how much longer?
Just let me check
one more thing.
You said that 10 minutes ago.
Savannah?
JoJo?
Is it really you?
Oh, my god!
What?
You look like a real...
What?
Like a real woman.
OK, I've been a woman
for quite some time now.
OK, but, I mean,
like a grown up.
Like a woman, woman.
Like, one who drinks coffee
and likes rare pieces of art.
I have been drinking
coffee since I was eight.
And you know growing
up with this one,
I had to hear about all kinds
of art... rare and not so rare,
and well done.
So your dad told me
you're competing at nationals.
Yes, two weeks from tomorrow.
Oh, my god.
You have come so far.
I mean, he probably
wouldn't tell you,
but he's beyond proud of you.
He talks about you all the time.
If he could slip your
name into a lunch order,
he probably would.
Thanks, Jo.
He tries to let me know
in his own little way,
but I sure do wish
he'd hurry up.
Because if I don't get some
country fried chicken before
they close, I'mma pass out.
And you two are taking
me to the hospital.
I'm coming, I'm coming!
What do you think?
Oh, my god, it's
it's going to be amazing.
I think Mr. Martinez
is going to love it.
Hmm.
You like it, Savvy?
I like it.
I love it.
I can't live without it.
Can we please get
something to eat?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You act like they don't have
country fried chicken in Dallas.
Excuse me?
Dallas has a lot of
things, but Mama J's diner
is not one of them, OK?
She's not wrong.
I'm not.
Fine, let's go.
I'm so happy to see you, babe.
I hope I see you again
before you leave.
You will.
OK.
See you.
I'm just going to hang
out for a little bit.
You staying here?
Yeah.
You guys have fun, OK?
I'll be all right.
Oh, I like this jacket.
I've never seen this on you.
I know.
It's super cute.
Thank you.
I don't know.
Where did you get it?
Oh, my god.
What is happening?
Is that illegal
in certain states?
I don't know.
What's up?
Hey.
Hi.
Oh, my god.
They're so lucky.
What?
Why?
Because if they want to
pee outside under the moon,
they just do it.
They don't have to pretend.
They don't have to
act a certain way.
They're just like, hmm,
there's a tree, a bush,
outside a building.
They just go.
You want to pee outside?
Yeah, why the hell not?
Duh?
What, are you going
to pee standing up?
Yeah.
OK.
I mean, I'll just, like, squat.
And I'll pull down my
pants and handle it.
Smile... smile away,
just like they do.
God, you are so crazy.
Yeah.
Well, whatever.
I mean, listen, am I, though?
OK, because chumps like them get
paid a dollar and change more
than we to do the
same damn jobs.
The least we can be able to
do is squat and pee outside,
you know what I'm saying?
OK, I hear you...
OK, now I got to...
Can we table it?
Can we table it?
Like...
Table the table.
Did you really think
I ain't going to turn it up?
It's Friday night,
and I'm burning up
I'mma give these girls
what they yearning for.
VIP chilling in the cut.
Pitbull swag, I got on the tux.
None of y'all niggas
going to mess with us
I never get tired of
being your friend.
Well, I never get tired
of hearing that you never
get tired of being my friend.
Well, cheers.
OK, up.
Now let's dance.
A party is not a party
if I'm not dancing.
Come on, let's go.
Jace, I think these
people are in prison.
What do you mean?
Yep, they need to be freed.
What do you say, Finn?
Absolutely.
Hell, yeah!
They definitely need
to be freed, baby!
Woo!
What if we came this
far and didn't find the truth?
What if we risked it all
and didn't get "I do"?
How could you waste your time?
Don't you know the
How could you throw your
heart into an endless dark?
Whether you like it or not,
I left it all on the page
I didn't take your advice
I didn't play all your games.
And what did you ever do,
except for playing it safe?
I'm like a train off the rails.
And you're a sign in my way.
And you don't want
to question me.
You ain't going to break me.
You ain't going to fake me.
You ain't going to make me.
You ain't going to shake me
I'm too strong
I'm too strong
I'm too strong
Woo!
Woo!
My god!
Oh, no.
Did you seriously get
more beautiful in the time
that it took you to walk
from over there to over here?
You are stunning.
Hmm, it must be the full moon.
Or it could be that double
meat burrito I had for dinner.
She's got a sense of
humor, too... the whole package.
Or the whole burrito.
Jojo, I don't think I've seen
you here since grade school.
Yeah, it might
have been that time
your dad had that
little miniature zoo
farm petting thing.
When Tommy Livingston
got bit by a goat.
Mm, I've never seen so
much blood in my life.
Then he left, like,
the next week.
Yeah.
No, I think he lives out in...
Denver.
He's a lawyer.
I think, litigations?
Well, do we know if he
got his finger back on?
No, probably not.
Really?
Really?
No, I don't think so.
Anyway, um, I didn't want
to interrupt your night.
I just wanted to say hello.
Hello.
And, you know, if you want
anything, go ahead and take it.
And if anybody gives
you a hard time,
let me know and I'll
make sure it gets sorted.
Hmm, thank you.
Of course.
It's really good
to see you, JoJo.
I mean that.
And Estella, I hope to see
much more of you later.
Well, one can dream.
Ooh, I got lots of dreams.
What?
Oh, my god.
But he's not terrible, terrible.
Yeah, I guess.
He has some pretty
unique moments.
But he can be so sweet
and charming and loyal
that you almost forget.
Yeah.
Stupid.
So, I did promise you
a real conversation.
That you did.
So, I've been thinking.
I love when you do that.
Most people hate
their jobs, right?
I mean, I know you don't.
But most people hate what
they do for a living.
That's true.
Right.
Like, why is that?
Why do we all... all these
people just go around doing
these jobs
they hate for, like, a century?
And then how come
how come they haven't found
a job that they actually
love that also pays money?
I don't know.
Maybe they think
that they can't do
what they love and make money.
Girl, I call bullshit
with a capital B,
with calligraphy and gold
magical highlighting.
OK, remind me.
Well, what is it then?
Well, OK, I think it's
two things, really.
One, that they're are too
afraid of taking chances, right?
Their jobs, their
churches, their parents
told them to play
it safe, and not
have a backup plan, and
yada, yada, yada, right?
And they totally buy into it.
But I think the second
one is the one that's,
like, blowing my mind.
I think that we've taught
ourselves how to hate ourselves
in, like, a really deep level.
Hate ourselves?
Explain.
OK, so check this.
So as I was...
Whoa!
What's up, ladies?
No, no.
Just, uh...
Oh, looking smoking tonight!
Oh, my god, don't.
No, but...
Just don't.
No, stop, OK?
Just go, please?
Just... just go
have an adventure.
Go talk about something other
than getting laid tonight
and go
go live.
Ouch, ice queen.
The cold never bothered
me anyway, dude.
OK.
Hey, they were just putting
themselves out there.
Cut them some slack.
Oh, my god.
They were putting something out
there, but it wasn't themselves.
OK, that's fair.
OK, so as I was saying,
if they love themselves,
they wouldn't be trying
to get some random hookup
for the night.
I'm not saying that we
shouldn't want to get laid, OK?
We all get there.
But that wasn't themselves.
And they've replayed
this night before.
And they keep on
replaying it over and over
and over again because... until
something jumps them out of it.
And maybe that'll
never happen because we
keep on trying to fill
this void inside ourselves.
And then we don't
quite know what it is,
but we're missing it.
And so, like, the media
and the shows we watch
and even the music we
listen to, it's all there.
Just stay with this
hole inside of you.
Keep... find something to fix.
Keep finding something to fix,
and then you'll keep needing us.
I mean, like, we keep on
going to these jobs we hate.
We wake up every morning.
We keep on complaining.
We go back and forth,
back and forth.
And what is the one semblance
of happiness that we have?
Like, just a little bit?
I don't know, something
like bullshit burger,
or a like on Instagram, or
another binge able TV show.
I mean, it's all consumerism.
Oh, my god.
So much content,
so little in it.
Fucking A.
You know what I'm
going to ask, right?
What do we do?
Oh, my god.
Shit, I don't know.
I don't know.
Maybe we should
change the narrative,
you know, in some small way.
Like, try to teach people
how to love themselves again.
I mean, even if it's
just, like, figuring out
why people continue to go
to a job that they hate.
And, like, we're living in
a time where it's just
there's so much not liking,
that you tell someone
that you like something,
and all of a sudden
they're giving you a reason
why you should hate it.
Yes.
Don't read the comments.
Don't ever read the comments.
I mean, unless it's to do
like what we're talking about,
you know, to teach someone
how to love themselves again,
you know?
Like, maybe that's the start.
Huh.
Or you could finally
write that book,
where you say all this
stuff I've been telling you!
Come on.
Actually...
Are you serious?
Mm.
Are you serious right now?
Did you start writing it?
I did.
Oh, my god.
I got, like, 40 pages
on it or something.
But I wouldn't be able to do
it without you, Jo, seriously.
I'm so proud of you.
You don't even know.
No, but like, I
I need these conversations.
Maybe I'll put you down
as co-author or something.
But I really need you, Jo.
I mean, we're just...
You helped so much.
Like, we're just talking.
You publish it, just you.
The reward for me is going to
see the impact on all the people
that read it.
You have such a
brilliant mind, Estella.
More than you give
yourself credit for.
Oh, stop.
You're making me blush.
God,
I need a refill.
I've only had, like,
three sips of mine.
But I do need to
go to the bathroom.
Woo!
Where did you get this, Finn?
This stuff is commando!
I got a guy.
What, is that all?
Yeah,.
Oh!
The librarian came out tonight?
JoJo?
Yeah, I saw her.
I don't think I've
ever seen her out.
No.
No doubt.
She'd be all right if
she'd put some makeup on.
Or wore anything that's
actually attractive.
God, I never had any idea there
were so many shades of bland.
Hey, hey, hey.
Did you see Estella, though?
Oh, damn, bro.
She was on fire.
Hey!
That's the boss's girl.
Watch it!
All right, I didn't
mean anything.
Yeah, me either.
I was just joking.
I'm just messing with you!
She is the boss's girl.
But she's still
finger lickin' good.
Smell.
Come on!
What's the matter with you?
All right, line up.
Oh, man.
Dude, this stuff.
So why don't you just
finish the stuff that's
hanging off your nostril?
Yeah.
Come on, come on, man.
Come on.
You do it.
Yeah, you do it.
Yeah, I just did it.
Yeah!
Do it again.
I want
you rock the beat.
Rock the beat.
Rock the beat.
Rock the beat
Hey, can we leave?
I'm a little partied out.
Yeah, of course.
Are you OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I just want to go home.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, my god, absolutely.
Ooh.
Hey, can I pound
this right quick?
You're driving, right?
Yes, I'm driving.
OK, OK.
Mm!
Oh, god.
Do we have to...
Where do you think you're going?
Headed back home to the
crib to get some shuteye.
I've got work in the morning.
You're not going anywhere.
She said she's going home.
Yeah.
Listen, we can get together
some other time, for sure.
I said, she's not
going anywhere!
I think she can
choose for herself.
She's only going to
stay if she chooses to.
Is that so?
Give me the word, boss.
I will take that frumpy hair
and clean the beer stains
off the floor with it!
Let's dance the dance.
Yeah!
Hold on, hold on.
Let me ask her again.
Estella, do you
choose to stay here?
Well, actually, I wouldn't
mind staying for a little bit.
I could use another drink.
Estella, you don't
have to stay here.
We got this.
Yes.
You've got this?
Come on, let me at her.
Listen, it's cool.
It's cool.
Everything's all good, OK?
OK?
It's OK.
OK.
Yeah, just text me
if you need anything.
Yeah, of course, duh?
Everything's good.
It's cool.
Everything's good.
You're going to let this go?
Relax.
Have some fun, I
know I'm going to.
Oh, my god.
Stop.
Well, what if we maybe
move the entrance,
like, 10 feet over this way?
It might give them a
little bit more space here.
Sounds good.
Yeah.
I'm with it.
Yeah, I think they'd like that.
Yeah.
Come in.
Estella, you OK, girl?
What's going on?
Can I talk to Jo alone, Mack?
Of course, yeah.
Let me grab some coffee.
Y'all want anything?
I'm good.
Estella, what's wrong?
What happened?
I
told him to stop, Jo.
I begged him.
Who?
You told who to stop?
Colt?
I wanted it at first,
but not like this.
How could he?
Jo, tell me what happened.
He told me he put it
where no one could see.
Wait, wait.
Estella, we have to do this.
It's never going to
stop if we don't.
Come on.
Come on.
OK, come here.
Hey, you're OK.
Is Officer Freddy around?
Good morning.
What are y'all doing
here this early?
Did Ms. Holden come running
out looking for her dog
again in her underwear?
It's not about that.
We need to show you something.
OK, come on.
It's going to be OK,
It's going to be OK.
So she takes the money out and,
and the memories?
No, she puts the money in, and
she takes the memories out, man.
OK.
All right, all right.
I swear to god, she
services photo booths.
Photo booths?
Photo booths.
She services photo booth.
Freddy.
What's up, copper?
What's the good word on
the right side of the law?
Colt Mccammon, you are under
arrest for assault, battery,
and sexual assault.
Huh?
What did you say to me?
Put your hands behind your back.
Uh, no!
Are you crazy?
Don't do this.
Let's go somewhere
and talk, man.
Put your hands behind your back.
Don't do this, Freddy.
Everything OK, boss?
No, it's not.
Talk to me.
What do I do?
I can rain fire down
right here, right now!
Not yet.
Get the crew to the station.
I'll meet you there.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say can be used
against you in a court of law.
You have the right
to an attorney.
If you cannot afford
an attorney...
What the hell, Freddy?
This ain't right, man.
One will be provided to you.
You are fucking up!
And ain't the kind
of fuck up where
you get this cute little
life lesson out of it.
Uh-uh, no.
It's going to be a
painful fuck up for you.
You're going to feel
it in all kinds of ways
you didn't know you could feel.
You can still stop this, Freddy.
No regrets.
Hey, Estella.
What's up?
Can I come in?
Of course, of course.
Are you OK?
I just don't get it.
Why would you do
this to someone?
What did I do?
Never felt like
this doesn't work.
He was always so gentle with me.
I just wonder why?
I wasn't resisting or anything.
We were right in
the middle of it.
And I was smiling,
and he was smiling.
It felt good.
I'm sure it felt
good to him, too.
Why would you hurt
someone like this?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
What is he doing
out of the cell?
That look of confusion
on your face,
I'm going to remember
that for a long time.
You shouldn't be out.
You broke the law.
Do you know I paid for
the Sheriff's campaign?
Not some of it, all of it.
And that was back
before he was sheriff.
I believed in him.
I supported him.
But you did wrong.
It wasn't right what
you did to Estella.
Having power means never
having to say you're sorry.
And it definitely means
not being humiliated
in front of the entire town.
See you around, Freddy.
Freddy!
Freddy!
Freddy!
Freddy!
Freddy!
Let the retribution begin!
Freddy!
Freddy!
You let him go?
Yeah, lack of evidence.
Evidence?
I have firsthand testimonies
and pictures of the assault.
You have one side of
the story, that's it!
All right, it's called hearsay!
This whole thing is like an
old-fashioned lover's quarrel,
all right?
Estella herself said that he
never forced himself on her.
But that doesn't mean
she deserved to get
roughed up like that.
And how do you know?
Were you there?
Can you read that sign outside?
This ain't no movie theater!
Come on, now!
We deal with facts
and evidence, OK?
Nobody deserves that.
He shouldn't be able
to get away with that.
You think he's the big, bad
menace of this town, do you?
Huh?
Even if you're right, who's
going to rise up and put him
down, huh?
No one.
No, they're all
just going to keep
doing what they're doing
because that's what people do.
Face the giants.
You can't hide behind
the laws, Freddy.
You got to stand in front
of them, the ancient way.
Two men eye to eye
with their fists, huh?
And their will.
You want your shot?
Take it.
I let that play out 10 out
of 10 times, all right?
These materials.
So we should be able to get
started on the build soon.
Excellent.
I know, I know.
Great job.
Hey.
Hey, I didn't... I
didn't miss it, did I?
No, she hasn't gone on yet.
Oh, perfect.
I'm excited to see our girl.
Yeah, she's going
to be all right.
She's going to be just fine.
She's got this.
She is.
She's got it.
Thank you all for
coming to see me off.
It means so much to me that
this town actually supports me.
And I want each and
every one of you
to know you carry a
special place right here.
Mother, you told
me to be delicate.
To breathe each
moment as a gratitude.
To be fierce, but merciful.
To wear my scars like scaled
armor, each plate an iron
keepsake to remind
me where I come from.
Father, you told me
to be exceptional.
To turn sweat into opportunity.
To let the tears rise
until the sadness becomes
a raft buoying me to tomorrow.
To hold belief as a torch,
scorching its red orange glare
through caverns of
my uncertainties.
I have seen sorrow.
Its scrolls hang
from my rib cage.
Badges of hurt I
didn't want to collect,
but won't let go of
without making them matter.
I am not circumstance.
I am opportunity.
I am not fear.
I am resilient.
I am not broken.
I am battle tested.
I am not failure.
But I know his name and
refuse to forget it,
for he is my teacher.
And I am brave
enough to face him.
I will not turn away.
And I am not alone.
I stand with armies!
Father, I remember
your creased fingers.
Hands wrought with
many hard days' work.
I'll carry them, roar
them like a lioness,
jumping to defend all the
years you took to sculpt me.
Shit.
Mother, I'll stitch your
lullabies into speeches.
Make words into
honorariums of the hours
you arched your back
to lift my soul.
I will write passages
with pencil frenzy.
They speak to my people
as two soft voices,
holding hands in solidarity.
I will take formulas and
transform them into cures.
I will take sonnets and
sing them to the weary.
I will march with legs
galvanized in righteousness
and unity and faith.
I will hold numbers like
street lamps down dark alleys
and raise them up until
they build bridges.
I will heal hurt
bodies into walking
palaces, form organs and bones
as temples of forgiveness.
I will teach children that
happiness is sustainable
and deserved an possible.
I will see in my
reflection, love.
I was see in my challenges, joy.
I will see in my work, purpose.
I will see a mountain
and say, move.
I am a scholar!
Thank you.
Estella, wait.
I got to get out of here, Jo.
I know.
Let me get you...
No, I'm out.
I got to stay with
my brother in Cali.
Are you sure?
Yes.
I'll do whatever I can
if you want to say.
No.
Listen, he is everywhere.
No matter what I do, no matter
what, he will be in my mind.
I got to get out, OK?
I knew it was a problem
going to the cops.
Please, just...
Don't... don't do that.
Don't give him that power.
We did the right thing.
We'll figure this out.
OK, just don't let him
make you question yourself.
OK, come on.
Let's just go.
Come on.
You sure you can't
stay for another hour?
Daddy, my flight for Chicago
leaves in three hours.
I barely have enough time
to drive to the airport.
It's all right, I understand.
I'll call you as soon as I land.
OK.
Love you.
Love you, too.
What's the power?
Words are my power.
Damn straight.
It's really cold tonight.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Let's take a walk, darling.
Where do you think
you're going, huh?
A reckoning has come!
I was just doing my job.
I'm not sorry.
You're in the wrong, Colt!
Price must be paid, Freddy.
Come on, copper.
Get out there in
that street, boy!
Anybody got a problem with this?
We can solve it right here
and right now, fist to fist,
and chest to chest!
I'm a silver back gorilla, baby!
Rah!
Come on!
Is there anyone
who challenges me?
Find me Estella.
Are you positive you
don't need anything else?
Nah, screw it.
I've never liked that
furniture anyway.
You going to be OK?
Yeah, I'll manage.
Hey, you got to
finish that book, OK?
Golly.
I don't have a job now, so I
guess I got plenty of time.
OK, I mean it.
Women need to read it.
People need to read it.
What you have to say can
change so many lives.
Just when we're
feeling confident,
someone like him
has to come along.
Hey, use that, OK?
Let it motivate you.
Let it unmask people
like him so that society
can see how they truly are, OK?
You need to show every
corner of this country
just how strong and
amazing you are, OK?
You are such a bright
light, Estella.
You just... you just
got to burn bright.
Burn bright.
I love you, Jo.
I love you, too.
Come here, come here.
It's going to be OK.
It's all going to
be OK, I promise.
Yeah.
I'll miss you.
I'll miss you, OK?
Yeah.
You don't have to
worry about that.
I'm good.
You let me know
when you get there.
Yeah.
OK.
Come visit.
OK.
Will you?
OK.
Drive safe.
OK.
Love you.
Love you.
She's gone, boss.
What do you mean, "gone"?
We couldn't find
her car anywhere.
We jimmied the door.
She took all her clothes.
Looks like she left in a hurry.
You want me to track her down?
I'll find her.
If she is above ground,
on the sea, or in the air,
I will find that bitch.
No.
Her family's here.
Her job's here.
She'll come back.
We just have to wait.
This is all JoJo
I know it.
Finally!
I've been waiting for an excuse.
You want me to grab her?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
She needs to understand.
And we are going to educate her
exhaustively and thoroughly.
Yeah.
You sure this is the place?
Positive.
Her and Mack are
out here every day.
Fuck this place!
Burn it down.
I
tried to do the right thing.
But somehow, I feel so wrong.
Estella had to move.
Freddy's in the hospital.
Everything's a mess.
I don't know what to do.
I just don't get it.
I want to run away
too, but I can't.
I have to finish
the Martinez job.
I could really use one of
your lessons about now.
I love you.
Bye-bye, daddy-o.
Burned to the ground,
burned to the ground!
How could it... who
burned all the way down!
Mack!
You!
You bastard!
You did this!
I was in the Navy,
you little prick!
I'll kill all y'all's asses!
1701 Paine Street,
apartment 220 C.
What?
How did you get my
Savannah has a nice little
apartment out there in Dallas.
Cute drapes, too.
I've always had a
thing for red drapes.
I'll kill all of y'all!
I believe you, but not before
she endured something far worse
than death.
In fact, a lot of somethings.
But I don't think we're
going to need to get there.
I just want you to
keep your mouth shut
and let me teach you to dance.
I was dancing before you
grew a single pubic hair!
I don't doubt it.
Now, put your hands down and
let me teach you a dance.
It's just one dance.
Well, do what you got to do.
But don't forget, I'll
kill you in your sleep
while you're dreaming!
You'll never come back!
I don't think we
need to get there.
This dance should be the last
thing, and a little chit-chat
with your business partner.
You're going to
teach him a dance?
Jace, it ain't that boy band,
Dancing with the Stars bullshit.
This is a real dance.
You know Fred Astaire, Mack?
Fred Astaire?
I know Fred Astaire.
You know Bojangles?
Fred Astaire modeled his
whole dancing style after him.
Yeah, I know Bojangles.
And you are not wrong.
But my mama used to watch Fred
Astaire every Sunday morning.
Your mom was a good woman.
She was.
I don't know what she ever
saw in your daddy, though.
Me neither, but here we are.
Everybody likes
singing in the rain.
But I've always loved
dancing on the ceiling.
Fred Astaire comes
into his apartment.
He takes off his top hat.
He folds his jacket
over the couch.
He sits down.
He sits down.
Puts his cigarette out, looks
at a picture of his girl,
lays his head back.
Style for days!
Everywhere
the beauty goes, you are.
Everywhere an orchid
grows, you are.
And then he gets up.
And it's as if he charges
the energy of the room.
His feet come over, bounce off
the couch, go back to the chair
and charge up so
much energy, it's
like they're ascending
the laws of gravity.
You're like
Paris in April or May.
You're New York
on a silvery day.
Ow!
A Swiss Alp
as the sun grows fainter.
Your lock lo mein if
autumn was the pain, oh.
You're moonlight on
a night in Capri.
You're Cape Cod
looking out at the sea.
Ow!
You're all the
places that leave me breathless.
And no wonder, you're
all the world to me.
Yeah!
How do you like that, man?
OK, so we can expedite that?
OK.
OK, great.
OK.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Did you hear?
Hear what?
I guess not.
Bring him in.
Jesus!
What did they do to you?
Don't worry about me, kid.
I let them do it the
only way they could have.
Told me what?
The Martinez site... they
burned it to the ground.
Nothing left but ash and soil.
I was on my way to tell you.
What?
No.
No, we've worked
so hard for this.
Yes!
That's what I wanted to see
that look on your face when you
realize it was all your fault,
and to look you in the
eyes so you know I was
the one who showed it to you.
It was me.
But why?
Why Mr. Martinez and Mack?
I can get to you anywhere
and through anyone.
And they will feel
your suffering.
You see, Estella, she's like a
ripe peach at the end of July
real sweet piece of ass.
And she's feisty, too, no doubt.
But I know she knows better
than to go to the cops.
What do you want?
This.
I want you to feel the
loss I felt, and more.
So, here's what
you're going to do.
You're going to tell the
insurance company you don't
know how that fire started.
And you're going
to take that money,
build it up to whatever
you want it to be.
But I want you to remember
each nail in a piece
of wood, each time
you sign your name in
ink to a contractor,
even when you put on that
slick white coat of paint
to finish the thing
off, I can take it
away any old time I choose.
It's just the boring guy I am.
But I'm also reasonable.
Once it's all built up,
we can act like none
of this ever happened.
You know what?
That's called mercy.
I think we're done here.
Oh, and I stopped by
to see your daddy!
You might want to check on him.
He don't look so good.
He don't look too good at all.
What did you do?
Are you OK?
What have
they done to you, pop?
What have they done?
What
am I going to do?
What am I going to do?
Can I rebuild?
I could.
But they're always going
to be there, aren't they?
What would you do?
What
would anybody do?
Dude, we forgot hot chips.
There's a bag at the house.
No, Jace ate them all.
All I wanted was hot chips, man!
Get over it.
We can get lollipops, but
we can't get hot chips.
9:00 o'clock.
Huh?
9:00 o'clock.
We're supposed to
leave her alone.
Let's just say hi.
Come on.
Sup, buckaroo?
Where are you riding to?
You're twisted.
You've got no idea.
All right.
Come on, let's go.
These bags are getting heavy.
All right.
See you later, Jo.
Oh.
Give big daddy a
kiss for me, will ya?
Pathetic.
You better stay down, girl.
What can you do, JoJo?
What can anybody do?
It's not frumpy.
God, it's not perfect.
But it's not... it's not for me.
I like the way I look.
Am I ugly?
Is this what you wanted?
Are you happy now?
I'll give you bland.
I'll give you
attractive clothing.
I'll give you fucking makeup!
I'll give you fucking makeup!
That's it.
Till it's done.
I'm at the hotel
down the street.
What the fuck?
Is that the librarian?
Bitch, you forget
your library card?
What is this, Halloween?
She has totally lost her shit.
Oh, she's about a 500
meter sprint past totally
losing her shit.
What is it, JoJo?
Oh, I see.
She wants some more education.
Finn, give it to her.
I'mma go whip me up a snack.
You let me know
when she's softened
up enough to speak to me.
Ah!
Ah, yeah!
My face!
You stupid bitch!
What did you do to my face?
Bitch... it's not
a very nice word.
You are trespassing
on my property.
You assaulted my friends.
I'm going to cut
something in half on you
and let the coroner
sort you out!
What are you going
to do with that?
You assaulted me and my friends.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I have money, the influence.
What do you want?
Leave.
Don't ever come back.
You want me to leave this place?
Fine, I'll leave!
I never liked it anyway!
Take them with you.
Of course, of course!
If I ever find out you took
advantage of another woman,
I will drive across the country.
I got plenty of playlists
to keep me company.
And I will cut something
in half on you.
One more thing... women are
not sluts, whores, cunts,
or bitches.
We are mothers, doctors,
builders, warriors!
And every man who
thinks that they
can throw out this week insult
just has a limp self-confidence.
They can't even fathom an
actual intelligent response.
Here's an idea.
Next time you want
to feel powerful,
try to build somebody else up.
Make them feel a
little more powerful.
You might get built
up more than any
of these sexist bullshit slang.
Tell me.
I want to know
what it feels like.
Five minutes after I leave, I
know what you'll be thinking
you come get me.
Get a new crew.
Make me pay.
Make me regret.
Hit harder, meaner.
But it won't be enough,
because I'll be ready.
And I won't be as
merciful this time.
And if you do come
back, you'll have
to admit to everyone that
you got beat by me, a woman.
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
So it looks like entrance is
going to cover it after all.
Looks like it.
Freddy, my bruised brother!
You looking better.
I would say the same
thing about you,
but looks like you got a
few days left to simmer.
Boy, you just don't know how
to make someone's mind at ease,
do you?
Police training... be
honest, even if it hurts.
I need to give you
some poetry training.
Be honest only when that honesty
creates something beautiful,
or at the very least, sociable.
I'll take you up on that.
Hey, y'all got to see this.
Come quick!
Check him out!
He doesn't look too happy.
Good morning, Sheriff.
Ain't it a beautiful morning?
When the
world's all in flames.
There's no peace to...
Attagirl.
I am a dragon,
spitting fire and ashes.
Nine times, the
Twin Tower collapses
11th hour capture.
Welcome to my jungle.
Made a promise to the world.
Till my last breath paces out.
Until I'm 6 feet deep
in the ground and I...
Oh, yeah, a beautiful day.
... as it crashes down.
So leave the house light on
till I'm coming home, God.
Though, as long as
I'm alive, I'mma...
I'm going to take
you to a place that's far away.
Baby, just free your mind.
Let's go where dreams are made
Come on now, don't you fight it.
Just let me take you high
I'll take you where
you want to go.
Let me come inside.
Come inside
We ain't got to go nowhere.
Ain't got to go nowhere.
We ain't got to go nowhere.
Ain't got to go nowhere.
We ain't got to go nowhere.
Ain't got to go nowhere.
We ain't got to go nowhere.
Ain't got to go nowhere
You gotta have some fun.
Come on, let down your hair
We're in this moment now.
We ain't going nowhere.
Nowhere