Blood Star (2024) Movie Script
1
Drink.
Bobbi,
please don't do this.
Don't do what Anna?
I'm just going home.
Back to him?
Are you serious?
Don't go back there.
And go back where?
To the East?
Well yeah,
maybe I can get Dad to rent
an apartment short term.
Fat chance. He can rot in hell!
For Christ sake,
if it wasn't for Dad your ass
would have stayed in jail.
It was shoplifting Anna.
I would have been out
in less time
than it took my
arm to heal.
He disciplined you,
Bobbi, that's all.
He could have been a
lot worse on you.
Worse? How?
I can't believe
you're actually defending him.
No one's
perfect, Bob.
But hey, if you hate
him so much,
why are you fucking the
younger version of him?
You haven't noticed
everything he does,
how he dresses,
how he talks...
He's literally just like Dad.
Well then, I'll be just like Mom
and make it work.
Make it work?
Look what you're like when
you're with him.
You don't even have a voice.
I'm not having this
conversation right now.
I have to get gas or I'm not
making it anywhere.
I'm going to call you later.
Trouble in paradise?
Huh?
Sounded like you were fighting.
Husband trouble?
No, no, that was just my sister.
She can be
overbearing sometimes.
I can relate.
I have a brother,
fight all the time.
Some days you swear
we were mortal enemies.
Yeah, they're the worst.
Hmm.
Tire's worn out.
Say what?
Looks like
it could pop.
I'll add it to the list.
List?
Yeah, the list of
shit to stress about.
Would you like a soda, Miss?
Oh, no, thank you.
Suit yourself.
Caffeine and sugar,
ultimate stress reducer.
I don't think that's
how it works.
No, no, no. I'm good.
Thank you, though.
Well don't say this town never
offered you anything.
Some town you got here, Officer.
It's Sheriff,
not Officer.
Oh, sorry.
Well, I'll take your
word for it,
Sheriff.
Will you now?
I will.
Okay then, time for me to
get back to work.
You have yourself a nice day.
Goodbye, weirdo.
Hey, this is
Bobbi's phone,
I'm either off finding myself,
or I just don't wanna
talk to you.
Leave a message.
What's up?
Hey Bob, listen,
I didn't mean to get
on your case.
Yeah, well,
you know how I feel about Dad
I'm talking about
Rhett, he's garbage Bob.
Anna, can you stop?
No, he's not.
He took you from
your friends, he hit you!
Things just got out of hand,
okay.
I shouldn't have been talking
to that guy for so long.
He said it was a
fucking accident.
What the fuck don't you
get about that?
Bobbi, come on,
you know better than that.
Oh, fuck.
What's wrong?
I think it just blew past
the speed trap.
Here he comes. Fuuuuuuck.
Did he
get you?
He's getting me.
Alright, fucking bullshit,
I gotta go.
Okay, Bob,
be careful, I love you.
Love you too.
Oh, hey, Officer.
Everything all right?
Sheriff.
Right,
Sheriff? Duh.
License and registration,
please.
How are you?
Remember me?
From the gas station earlier.
You know why I pulled you over?
To add a little more
to the list?
Speeding and destruction of
police property.
I clocked you at over
100 per hour.
And whatever you threw out of
the window broke my light bar.
There must be some confusion.
I didn't throw anything
out of my window.
Like, at all.
Are you calling me a liar?
What? No Officer,
I mean Sheriff, I'm...
I'm just saying that
I think you're mistaken.
I think your light was
already broken.
Wait here.
Wow, really giving that badge of
yours a work out today,
aren't you, Officer?
- Roberta?
- Let me call you back.
I'm citing your for
reckless speeding
in excess of
100 miles an hour
and destruction of
police property.
Call the number on the back
to make payment,
Or you can show up to court in a
week's time to plead your case.
A thousand dollars!
I don't have this kind of money.
Well, as stated, if you
can't afford it
you can show up and plead your
case in court, in one week.
I can't come back here in
one week for court,
my boyfriend will
never allow it.
Please, can you just let me
off with a warning?
I'm a nursing student
and I have a budget.
Just I can't afford this at all.
Tell you what I can do.
Whatever you threw it
broke my light.
And that's my ass for that,
comes straight out of
my paycheck,
and I can't afford that, so.
You pay me for the light,
we'll call it even.
How much is that?
Let's say, uh, three
hundred dollars.
Three?
Three hundred dollars?
That's all the money I have.
Well I'm sure you won't
skip court then.
Wait.
I'll pay you the $300, I just
don't have any cash.
There's an ATM back at
the gas station.
Well, you sure are popular.
Hope you ain't using that thing
when you're driving.
It is illegal here
in New Mexico.
I'm not. I promise, Sheriff.
So back to the gas station?
Mm hmm.
I'll meet you there.
I'm going to do as both a favor.
Give me your phone.
Give you my phone?
-Why?
-Two things.
You wouldn't want to
make things worse
by running from an obligation.
And two, you don't want
another ticket
for cell phone use
while driving.
Isn't it against the law
to take my phone?
Are you telling me the law
in my own county?
Hello?
Roberta.
She'll call you back.
Now get going.
Hmm, you again.
Restroom's still broken.
That's okay.
Is there an ATM?
Afraid not.
I mean, we do,
but it's been empty for
a week or so.
Do you have a cell phone
I could borrow?
No, Ma'am, I don't.
Of course.
Beer's a dollar, ninety-nine.
Sorry, it's just been a
morning for me.
Card's declined.
Not possible.
I have money in my account.
Can you try again?
No can do, after it's declined,
system won't accept it again.
Is this a joint account?
Looks like your day's really
going down the shitter, huh?
Yeah. Yeah, you're telling me.
I got pulled over and,
I think this cop is extorting
me, if he's even a real cop.
Oh, so it seems
you met the honorable
Sheriff Bilstein.
Mm. So he is a real cop.
Elected to uphold the law.
Doesn't mean he follows it,
though.
So he's done this before.
Far as I can tell.
Last girl I seen needing the ATM
said she needed it to
pay the Sheriff.
Great.
Just great.
It's on the house.
So, he's just another
bent up fuck,
trying to take
advantage of people?
Mm-hmm.
Hasn't anyone reported him?
To who?
He's the only badge from
here to the border.
A real pillar of the community.
So, what am I supposed to do?
Beats me.
Border's only an hour
and change away.
Thanks for the beer.
Mister...?
Blake.
Blake.
Thank you.
I'm Bobbi.
What the fuck?
It's not even signed.
Damn conman.
Fuck it. It's just a phone.
Roberta?
Hello?
Hello?
Who the fuck is this?
What the fuck!
Who's there?
Bobbi are you fucking with me?
Fuck.
Oh, don't brake check me.
Come on asshole, move!
Fuck you!
Fuck.
Shit.
Dammit.
Miss Torres.
We meet again.
Oh, hey, Sheriff.
I was actually looking for--
Turn off your engine, please.
I can't, actually.
It's got a really bad starter,
so if I turn it off, then it's
really hard to start up again.
Turn it off.
Now.
Your tail light's out.
-Say what?
-Your light's out.
Busted.
See?
Oh, you know what?
That must have happened earlier
when I was leaving
the gas station.
Speaking of that,
where were you going?
Didn't I ask you to wait for me
at the gas station?
Well, I mean, yeah, that's what
I'm trying to tell you,
Officer, I...
The ATM was empty,
so I was just--
Place your hands
on top of the vehicle.
For what?
I said place your hands on
top of the vehicle.
Now.
You can't do this,
I didn't do anything wrong.
Step away.
Anything here gonna
stick or stab me?
Talked to your man Rhett, is it?
Stupidest name I ever heard.
I know what you're thinking.
Invasion of privacy
and all that.
But he just kept calling
and I was compelled to answer.
I have to say,
I don't think he trusts you.
At all.
Sounded a bit.
What's the word these days?
Toxic.
So, here's the deal.
I'm obliged to let
you on your way,
but you need to get
me what's owed.
Lucky for you, there's a diner
ten miles that way.
They have an ATM.
Even offer change on your bill.
I'd try the pie if
you're hungry.
It's great pie.
Now obviously you
cannot be trusted,
what with your
absconding and all.
So, I'm just going to hold on to
this and your phone for now.
You try running and I'll put an
APB out for you at the border.
You won't get very far
without a license.
You understand?
Yeah.
Yes, I understand.
Good.
What the fuck?
Come on!
Come on! Come on.
Come on!
Holy... Holy shit. Fuck.
Great choices as usual Bob.
All you had to do was go home,
and none of this shit
would have happened.
Fucking asshole.
Amy, clear seven.
I gotta hit the head,
give me a coffee to go.
It's going to be a minute.
Don't worry, this ain't
gonna be a fly by.
Take your time.
Use the freshener Chuck.
Whatever.
C'mon dinghus.
Answer.
Rhett.
You have to help me.
Roberta?
What the fuck kind of game
are you playing here?
This isn't a game.
I called your phone
and some guy answered.
You move fast.
Would you just shut the fuck up
and listen to me, please.
Rhett, Rhett you
have to help me.
A cop, he's been hunting me.
I'm scared cario.
You've been
flirting with a cop,
and now he wants you Roberta.
When are you gonna learn?
Babe, what?
You fucking
walk out on me.
Then come back with this
bullshit cop story.
For what? Sympathy.
Sympathy?
You think that's what...
Rhett, this isn't about you.
I'm in trouble and you're
acting like this?
You're the
one that left.
I wouldn't have left
if you hadn't
punched me in the fucking face.
You bring it on
yourself Roberta.
Enjoy your mouth breather.
Where's my change?
- It's on the table.
- No it ain't.
[boss I put it on
the table.
Do you see it
on the table?
Maybe it fell
under the table.
Just give me my change.
Chuck, I don't
have your change.
Neat trick.
Ma'am.
You okay?
Yeah.
Yeah. Yep, I'm good.
You sure?
No offense, but you look like
death eatin' an onion.
Oh, shit.
Oh, my God.
Oh. Hmm.
Um, yeah, my...
my tire blew out down the road,
so I had to hike here.
What can I get you?
Just water, please.
My boss won't want you sitting
here if you ain't ordering.
Listen, I've had the
day from hell.
My phone's stolen, my car's
broken down in a ditch.
I call my boyfriend for help,
and instead of doing that--
Amy, a word.
I think he dumped me.
Sure, I get it.
No problem.
How about some pie?
Just coffee, please.
Amy, now.
-Be right back.
-Thank you.
Did you take
Chuck's change?
Like hell--
Oh, shit.
Sorry.
It's okay.
Hey, what the fuck is
going on out there?
What the hell?
What kind of sick game is this?
Look at you
smug bastard. Fuck you.
911, what's
your emergency?
Help! Blake's gas station on
I-10 West is being robbed.
Guy's got a gun.
One moment please.
Hello,
you still there?
We have a unit heading to
the scene now.
Abscond that officer.
Baby.
Thought I'd never see you again.
What the fuck.
Fuck it.
God damn it.
Why would he?
Of course, he's not
done extorting me.
Wait here.
Look, if you put it on
the table, then someone took it.
And I'll bet it was
that bum girl.
Chuck, that's stupid.
She's been outside
the whole time.
Well that only leaves you then.
So where's my money, girl?
What?
Chuck, we'll reimburse you.
From Amy's tips.
What? I didn't take his
fucking money.
What the hell?
I hate this place.
Yeah, well, you're fired.
-Fired?
-Sorry.
You just can't be handled right.
Sorry about that.
Come on.
Come back to the office,
get you squared away.
Hello?
Oh, my God, Anna.
Bobbi, I've been
calling you all day.
I'm in trouble.
Oh, no. What's
wrong? Did that cop arrest you?
No, no, no. I swear
I didn't do anything wrong.
He's been hunting me.
He shot me off the road.
He took my phone.
Gotcha!
Who is that?
Is that him?
Came across that beater of yours
wrecked in a ditch a ways back.
Bobbi?
Hmm.
Glad to see you're safe.
Bobbi?
I took the liberty of getting
it towed for you.
Truck driver owed me a favor.
He even changed your tire.
Okay.
You stay safe out there.
Desert's a crazy place.
Some say that the
vastness of it all...
Really plays on people's minds.
Bob, what the
fuck is going on?
Bobbi!
Yeah, Anna I'm here.
I don't know.
He just returned my car
and my phone.
He acted like nothing happened.
As opposed to...
I don't know.
I mean, who does that?
Who crashes your car then
brings it back fixed? It's...
It's... it's like he's
playing with me.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I think so.
All right, I got to
get on the road
and get out of this
crazy ass place.
Be safe, yeah?
Love you.
Love you too. Bye.
It's Amy, right?
I saw what happened,
and I'm sorry.
I feel kind of bad.
What for?
Not like you took that
asshole's money.
Yeah, well, you know, just...
It's just, you know, for, like,
the whole thing.
It just sucks, you know?
It's, whatever.
Dumb bitch probably just forgot
and to save face, blamed me.
Man.
Fuck this job.
Hated it, anyways.
Well, what are you
still doing here?
Don't you have a car?
Nope.
Court took my license.
You know, can't have insult
without injury.
Yeah, I know how that goes.
Do you live far?
About 30 minutes.
Need a lift?
Hell, yeah.
Let's blow this place.
Okay.
Fuck you, Ruby.
And all who dine in you,
I'm out!
No, no, no.
We're out, fuck you
Ruby!
Okay, full disclosure.
I took the money that got you
fired, but I had no choice.
I needed to call for help.
Shit, I know.
I saw you take it. Sure.
I didn't think I was gonna
get fired over it,
but I could tell you
needed help.
Well, I'm sorry for dragging
you into this mess.
Don't sweat. Probably
did me a favor.
Besides, I'd of done
the same thing.
What happened?
It seems like more than
just car trouble.
Yeah, I had this weirdo
cop harassing me.
He took my phone and my license.
What?
Yeah and I could have
sworn he shot at me
out on the highway, but
then he showed up
at the diner with my
car repaired.
And he retuned my keys
and my phone.
No.
No, what?
That's Sheriff Bilstein.
So you know him?
Not really.
But ugh, he gives me the heebie
jeebies like no other.
I seen him around the diner
creeping on young women.
A girl comes in not
too long ago.
Said her car broke down.
Huh? Well, God damn it.
You think she'd be
thrilled you know.
Sheriff shows up,
car in tow, but...
She looked downright terrified.
So what's his deal?
Well,
you know, as they say, if you
want to see a man's true colors,
give him a badge
and a little bit of power.
What the fuck!
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Amy, Amy.
Amy, Amy.
Amy, Amy, Amy, Amy.
Amy, I'm so sorry.
Amy, Amy, Amy!
No!
No!
No!
Come on!
Come on. Come on. Come on!
No, hurry up!
Hurry!
Come on, no!
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Ah! Ah!
I'm so sorry.
Sorry.
I didn't mean it , I didn't mean
to, I didn't, I swear to God.
I didn't mean to,
I didn't mean to, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Ah, no!
No! No!
Anna, Anna, Anna,
please, please!
Don't let me...
He's trying to kill me!
He's trying to kill me, Anna!
I'm gonna die.
Anna, I'm gonna die.
Picking up
hitchhikers
is illegal Miss Torres.
Why, why are you doing this?
Why are you doing this?
What? Don't
you love playing games?
Stop! Stop.
I could...
But I won't.
Stop!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Uh-oh.
Don't lose control.
Women drivers.
Can't drive for shit!
Please!
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
What?
Why?
Why?
Please, please stop.
Stop, please.
Please.
Help. Help, help, help,
he's trying to kill me.
He's trying to kill me.
What do you want?
He's trying to kill me.
-Holy shit, is that blood?
-He's trying to kill me.
Please, please, please.
Please.
What happened?
Being chased. Chased,
down there, down there!
Sheriff's department.
Drop the gun.
Woah, woah, woah.
Sheriff, what's going on?
Thought you said someone was
trying to kill you?
That's the guy.
Sir. Sir, drop your weapon
and step away, alright.
Miss Torres here is
wanted for murder.
-Murder?
-No, no, no, no.
She has been kidnapping
and killing people
all across my state.
Been at it for a while, best
we could tell.
She said you've been
trying to kill her.
She suffers from delusions.
We've been on her tail
since this afternoon,
when she robbed a gas
station back east.
Her latest victim is in
that car over there.
No.
-No.
-You killed that girl?
No, no, he's lying.
He's lying.
Bet you didn't see that coming
when you had breakfast
this morning.
You're a heavy son of a bitch.
No! No, no.
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
Fuck.
Shit.
Fuck.
Oh no.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Dang Miss.
What did you do that for?
Please, please, please, please
you have to help me.
-Please.
-Whoa.
Please, please.
What happened to you?
It's the Sheriff.
The Sheriff is trying...
He's trying to kill me.
He killed my friend.
He kills a guy on the highway.
Please.
The Sheriff?
Yes, yes, you have
to believe me.
-Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
-He's crazy!
Okay. Oh, I believe you.
-Follow me.
-Thank you.
We'll call my boss.
-Okay.
-Yeah.
He'll know what to do.
-Okay.
-Okay.
Mmm.
Fresh cocoa's just the best
smell. Here you go.
Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.
Um, I thought you were
trying to kill me.
Oh, it's okay, I've had worse.
Yeah.
I'm always getting
hurt around here,
Boss likes to keep
me on my toes.
Can I use this?
I've had some medical training.
Are you a doctor?
No, but I was going
to be a nurse.
Come here.
Well, it looks
worse than what it is.
I'm just going to clean it up.
-I'll cover it.
-Okay.
So I can prevent any infections
from happening. Okay?
Okay.
You okay?
I thought you said you
were a doctor.
-Whoa that hurts.
-If I don't wrap it,
it's going to get infected.
You don't want that, right?
Easy.
You know you're a hero, right?
My hero.
I thought I was going to die.
No come on.
I didn't really do nothing.
And modest too.
You got the whole package Ed.
Oh, what, what is that?
What's... what's modest?
It's my boss. Ah.
Wait here.
Oh Ed, is there a bathroom?
I'm kind of a mess.
I need to wash up a little bit.
Oh, yeah.
Just through that door.
Oh, okay.
This doesn't look
like a bathroom.
Ugh.
Junkyard treasures.
Ow, shit.
-What you think?
-Oh!
I know.
Really?
Trophies.
It's evidence, after all.
But who's gonna catch me?
Cops?
Yang Mei.
147 yards.
Julia Santana, 214.
Katie Johnson,
82 yards.
How far will you go?
Solid hit little brother.
Oh, you're awake.
Please, please let me go.
Nope. No, I don't think
she'll get very far.
I don't know.
I've seen her run. There's
movement in that bitch's legs.
Spindly.
That's right, spindly.
Where'd you learn that one?
Word calendar.
It's making me smart.
You're trying to get smart?
Listen, brother, you
don't need smarts,
when you got all this muscle,
huh?
You leave the thinking to me
and lifting to you, alright?
Yeah.
Hey, hey, hey. Shhhhhhh.
I'll kill you!
No. No!
No!
No! No!
That's enough!
Chair!
I'm sorry,
Miss Torres.
Ed's got himself a little
self control problem.
You remember what I told you?
You listen to my command
at all times,
if you want
this to work out.
Don't ever,
make me repeat myself
in front of a woman ever again.
You hear me?
Yes.
Good boy.
I assure you,
this undermining of my authority
does not happen on a
regular basis.
Why are you doing this?
You see him like that?
He's like that because a woman
couldn't take hold of herself.
After he was born, not
a day went by,
he wasn't called a retard.
That woman's foul mouth
messed up my little brother.
He was a good boy.
But you bitches are
all the same.
Your arguing and lying,
spreading that venom
wherever you go.
No.
No. Please no.
No.
This here's Lilly.
I made her outta my Mama.
Please.
She loved flapping
her fucking jaw.
So I took it from her.
Now you are done spreading
your wickedness
with that sharp little
tongue of yours.
And I'm going to make
sure you learn
your place in this world.
I'll have no more of
your spells on me.
You think you're so
goddamn precious.
I'll show you what you're worth.
Exactly, nothing.
All the wars and discords
started by women and men
who were too weak to
resist temptation.
When all they needed to do
was look into the bosom of
their own blood
and not be tempted by a
woman ever again.
That's not just your
little brother.
You made me do it Mama.
That foul mouth of yours,
got poor me to--
See, I can control myself.
Because I'm a
rational human being,
just like God intended me to be.
But you, just don't know
when to stop, do you?
You can't.
So I just gotta help you all.
One by one.
Fuck you!
As you've noticed,
you're in a bad spot.
But it's okay.
You can still make it out
and back to your life.
Half a mile out that door
is the highway.
Make it to the black top
and you're free.
We catch ya...
Just another number on the wall,
huh?
I won't play
your stupid games.
Just kill me now you fuck.
Suit yourself.
Ahh, fuck you!
No, God please.
Look, look, look!
She pissed herself.
It's not very ladylike, is it?
You know what your problem is?
You have a real wicked mouth.
And that tongue is like a bona
fide personal devil.
Now, I'm willing to bet,
it's the source of all
your troubles.
Clean and dress that wound,
it's not going to be fun if
she bleeds out.
Okey dokey.
Open up.
Okay, yeah.
Shh.
That guy
was stupid huh?
Yeah. Yeah, that guy
was stupid, huh?
You ready?
No.
Let's give her 5 minutes.
I gotta take a piss.
I'll be damned.
800 yards, nearly made it.
Drink.
You earned it.
Last chance
Miss Torres.
Oh, God damn it!
What d'you do that for?
Fucking bitch.
This is not how it
fucking works.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck.
Looking for these?
Come on.
Are you okay?
Hey, this is
Bobbi's phone,
I'm either off finding myself,
or I just don't wanna
talk to you.
Leave a message.
Drink.
Bobbi,
please don't do this.
Don't do what Anna?
I'm just going home.
Back to him?
Are you serious?
Don't go back there.
And go back where?
To the East?
Well yeah,
maybe I can get Dad to rent
an apartment short term.
Fat chance. He can rot in hell!
For Christ sake,
if it wasn't for Dad your ass
would have stayed in jail.
It was shoplifting Anna.
I would have been out
in less time
than it took my
arm to heal.
He disciplined you,
Bobbi, that's all.
He could have been a
lot worse on you.
Worse? How?
I can't believe
you're actually defending him.
No one's
perfect, Bob.
But hey, if you hate
him so much,
why are you fucking the
younger version of him?
You haven't noticed
everything he does,
how he dresses,
how he talks...
He's literally just like Dad.
Well then, I'll be just like Mom
and make it work.
Make it work?
Look what you're like when
you're with him.
You don't even have a voice.
I'm not having this
conversation right now.
I have to get gas or I'm not
making it anywhere.
I'm going to call you later.
Trouble in paradise?
Huh?
Sounded like you were fighting.
Husband trouble?
No, no, that was just my sister.
She can be
overbearing sometimes.
I can relate.
I have a brother,
fight all the time.
Some days you swear
we were mortal enemies.
Yeah, they're the worst.
Hmm.
Tire's worn out.
Say what?
Looks like
it could pop.
I'll add it to the list.
List?
Yeah, the list of
shit to stress about.
Would you like a soda, Miss?
Oh, no, thank you.
Suit yourself.
Caffeine and sugar,
ultimate stress reducer.
I don't think that's
how it works.
No, no, no. I'm good.
Thank you, though.
Well don't say this town never
offered you anything.
Some town you got here, Officer.
It's Sheriff,
not Officer.
Oh, sorry.
Well, I'll take your
word for it,
Sheriff.
Will you now?
I will.
Okay then, time for me to
get back to work.
You have yourself a nice day.
Goodbye, weirdo.
Hey, this is
Bobbi's phone,
I'm either off finding myself,
or I just don't wanna
talk to you.
Leave a message.
What's up?
Hey Bob, listen,
I didn't mean to get
on your case.
Yeah, well,
you know how I feel about Dad
I'm talking about
Rhett, he's garbage Bob.
Anna, can you stop?
No, he's not.
He took you from
your friends, he hit you!
Things just got out of hand,
okay.
I shouldn't have been talking
to that guy for so long.
He said it was a
fucking accident.
What the fuck don't you
get about that?
Bobbi, come on,
you know better than that.
Oh, fuck.
What's wrong?
I think it just blew past
the speed trap.
Here he comes. Fuuuuuuck.
Did he
get you?
He's getting me.
Alright, fucking bullshit,
I gotta go.
Okay, Bob,
be careful, I love you.
Love you too.
Oh, hey, Officer.
Everything all right?
Sheriff.
Right,
Sheriff? Duh.
License and registration,
please.
How are you?
Remember me?
From the gas station earlier.
You know why I pulled you over?
To add a little more
to the list?
Speeding and destruction of
police property.
I clocked you at over
100 per hour.
And whatever you threw out of
the window broke my light bar.
There must be some confusion.
I didn't throw anything
out of my window.
Like, at all.
Are you calling me a liar?
What? No Officer,
I mean Sheriff, I'm...
I'm just saying that
I think you're mistaken.
I think your light was
already broken.
Wait here.
Wow, really giving that badge of
yours a work out today,
aren't you, Officer?
- Roberta?
- Let me call you back.
I'm citing your for
reckless speeding
in excess of
100 miles an hour
and destruction of
police property.
Call the number on the back
to make payment,
Or you can show up to court in a
week's time to plead your case.
A thousand dollars!
I don't have this kind of money.
Well, as stated, if you
can't afford it
you can show up and plead your
case in court, in one week.
I can't come back here in
one week for court,
my boyfriend will
never allow it.
Please, can you just let me
off with a warning?
I'm a nursing student
and I have a budget.
Just I can't afford this at all.
Tell you what I can do.
Whatever you threw it
broke my light.
And that's my ass for that,
comes straight out of
my paycheck,
and I can't afford that, so.
You pay me for the light,
we'll call it even.
How much is that?
Let's say, uh, three
hundred dollars.
Three?
Three hundred dollars?
That's all the money I have.
Well I'm sure you won't
skip court then.
Wait.
I'll pay you the $300, I just
don't have any cash.
There's an ATM back at
the gas station.
Well, you sure are popular.
Hope you ain't using that thing
when you're driving.
It is illegal here
in New Mexico.
I'm not. I promise, Sheriff.
So back to the gas station?
Mm hmm.
I'll meet you there.
I'm going to do as both a favor.
Give me your phone.
Give you my phone?
-Why?
-Two things.
You wouldn't want to
make things worse
by running from an obligation.
And two, you don't want
another ticket
for cell phone use
while driving.
Isn't it against the law
to take my phone?
Are you telling me the law
in my own county?
Hello?
Roberta.
She'll call you back.
Now get going.
Hmm, you again.
Restroom's still broken.
That's okay.
Is there an ATM?
Afraid not.
I mean, we do,
but it's been empty for
a week or so.
Do you have a cell phone
I could borrow?
No, Ma'am, I don't.
Of course.
Beer's a dollar, ninety-nine.
Sorry, it's just been a
morning for me.
Card's declined.
Not possible.
I have money in my account.
Can you try again?
No can do, after it's declined,
system won't accept it again.
Is this a joint account?
Looks like your day's really
going down the shitter, huh?
Yeah. Yeah, you're telling me.
I got pulled over and,
I think this cop is extorting
me, if he's even a real cop.
Oh, so it seems
you met the honorable
Sheriff Bilstein.
Mm. So he is a real cop.
Elected to uphold the law.
Doesn't mean he follows it,
though.
So he's done this before.
Far as I can tell.
Last girl I seen needing the ATM
said she needed it to
pay the Sheriff.
Great.
Just great.
It's on the house.
So, he's just another
bent up fuck,
trying to take
advantage of people?
Mm-hmm.
Hasn't anyone reported him?
To who?
He's the only badge from
here to the border.
A real pillar of the community.
So, what am I supposed to do?
Beats me.
Border's only an hour
and change away.
Thanks for the beer.
Mister...?
Blake.
Blake.
Thank you.
I'm Bobbi.
What the fuck?
It's not even signed.
Damn conman.
Fuck it. It's just a phone.
Roberta?
Hello?
Hello?
Who the fuck is this?
What the fuck!
Who's there?
Bobbi are you fucking with me?
Fuck.
Oh, don't brake check me.
Come on asshole, move!
Fuck you!
Fuck.
Shit.
Dammit.
Miss Torres.
We meet again.
Oh, hey, Sheriff.
I was actually looking for--
Turn off your engine, please.
I can't, actually.
It's got a really bad starter,
so if I turn it off, then it's
really hard to start up again.
Turn it off.
Now.
Your tail light's out.
-Say what?
-Your light's out.
Busted.
See?
Oh, you know what?
That must have happened earlier
when I was leaving
the gas station.
Speaking of that,
where were you going?
Didn't I ask you to wait for me
at the gas station?
Well, I mean, yeah, that's what
I'm trying to tell you,
Officer, I...
The ATM was empty,
so I was just--
Place your hands
on top of the vehicle.
For what?
I said place your hands on
top of the vehicle.
Now.
You can't do this,
I didn't do anything wrong.
Step away.
Anything here gonna
stick or stab me?
Talked to your man Rhett, is it?
Stupidest name I ever heard.
I know what you're thinking.
Invasion of privacy
and all that.
But he just kept calling
and I was compelled to answer.
I have to say,
I don't think he trusts you.
At all.
Sounded a bit.
What's the word these days?
Toxic.
So, here's the deal.
I'm obliged to let
you on your way,
but you need to get
me what's owed.
Lucky for you, there's a diner
ten miles that way.
They have an ATM.
Even offer change on your bill.
I'd try the pie if
you're hungry.
It's great pie.
Now obviously you
cannot be trusted,
what with your
absconding and all.
So, I'm just going to hold on to
this and your phone for now.
You try running and I'll put an
APB out for you at the border.
You won't get very far
without a license.
You understand?
Yeah.
Yes, I understand.
Good.
What the fuck?
Come on!
Come on! Come on.
Come on!
Holy... Holy shit. Fuck.
Great choices as usual Bob.
All you had to do was go home,
and none of this shit
would have happened.
Fucking asshole.
Amy, clear seven.
I gotta hit the head,
give me a coffee to go.
It's going to be a minute.
Don't worry, this ain't
gonna be a fly by.
Take your time.
Use the freshener Chuck.
Whatever.
C'mon dinghus.
Answer.
Rhett.
You have to help me.
Roberta?
What the fuck kind of game
are you playing here?
This isn't a game.
I called your phone
and some guy answered.
You move fast.
Would you just shut the fuck up
and listen to me, please.
Rhett, Rhett you
have to help me.
A cop, he's been hunting me.
I'm scared cario.
You've been
flirting with a cop,
and now he wants you Roberta.
When are you gonna learn?
Babe, what?
You fucking
walk out on me.
Then come back with this
bullshit cop story.
For what? Sympathy.
Sympathy?
You think that's what...
Rhett, this isn't about you.
I'm in trouble and you're
acting like this?
You're the
one that left.
I wouldn't have left
if you hadn't
punched me in the fucking face.
You bring it on
yourself Roberta.
Enjoy your mouth breather.
Where's my change?
- It's on the table.
- No it ain't.
[boss I put it on
the table.
Do you see it
on the table?
Maybe it fell
under the table.
Just give me my change.
Chuck, I don't
have your change.
Neat trick.
Ma'am.
You okay?
Yeah.
Yeah. Yep, I'm good.
You sure?
No offense, but you look like
death eatin' an onion.
Oh, shit.
Oh, my God.
Oh. Hmm.
Um, yeah, my...
my tire blew out down the road,
so I had to hike here.
What can I get you?
Just water, please.
My boss won't want you sitting
here if you ain't ordering.
Listen, I've had the
day from hell.
My phone's stolen, my car's
broken down in a ditch.
I call my boyfriend for help,
and instead of doing that--
Amy, a word.
I think he dumped me.
Sure, I get it.
No problem.
How about some pie?
Just coffee, please.
Amy, now.
-Be right back.
-Thank you.
Did you take
Chuck's change?
Like hell--
Oh, shit.
Sorry.
It's okay.
Hey, what the fuck is
going on out there?
What the hell?
What kind of sick game is this?
Look at you
smug bastard. Fuck you.
911, what's
your emergency?
Help! Blake's gas station on
I-10 West is being robbed.
Guy's got a gun.
One moment please.
Hello,
you still there?
We have a unit heading to
the scene now.
Abscond that officer.
Baby.
Thought I'd never see you again.
What the fuck.
Fuck it.
God damn it.
Why would he?
Of course, he's not
done extorting me.
Wait here.
Look, if you put it on
the table, then someone took it.
And I'll bet it was
that bum girl.
Chuck, that's stupid.
She's been outside
the whole time.
Well that only leaves you then.
So where's my money, girl?
What?
Chuck, we'll reimburse you.
From Amy's tips.
What? I didn't take his
fucking money.
What the hell?
I hate this place.
Yeah, well, you're fired.
-Fired?
-Sorry.
You just can't be handled right.
Sorry about that.
Come on.
Come back to the office,
get you squared away.
Hello?
Oh, my God, Anna.
Bobbi, I've been
calling you all day.
I'm in trouble.
Oh, no. What's
wrong? Did that cop arrest you?
No, no, no. I swear
I didn't do anything wrong.
He's been hunting me.
He shot me off the road.
He took my phone.
Gotcha!
Who is that?
Is that him?
Came across that beater of yours
wrecked in a ditch a ways back.
Bobbi?
Hmm.
Glad to see you're safe.
Bobbi?
I took the liberty of getting
it towed for you.
Truck driver owed me a favor.
He even changed your tire.
Okay.
You stay safe out there.
Desert's a crazy place.
Some say that the
vastness of it all...
Really plays on people's minds.
Bob, what the
fuck is going on?
Bobbi!
Yeah, Anna I'm here.
I don't know.
He just returned my car
and my phone.
He acted like nothing happened.
As opposed to...
I don't know.
I mean, who does that?
Who crashes your car then
brings it back fixed? It's...
It's... it's like he's
playing with me.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I think so.
All right, I got to
get on the road
and get out of this
crazy ass place.
Be safe, yeah?
Love you.
Love you too. Bye.
It's Amy, right?
I saw what happened,
and I'm sorry.
I feel kind of bad.
What for?
Not like you took that
asshole's money.
Yeah, well, you know, just...
It's just, you know, for, like,
the whole thing.
It just sucks, you know?
It's, whatever.
Dumb bitch probably just forgot
and to save face, blamed me.
Man.
Fuck this job.
Hated it, anyways.
Well, what are you
still doing here?
Don't you have a car?
Nope.
Court took my license.
You know, can't have insult
without injury.
Yeah, I know how that goes.
Do you live far?
About 30 minutes.
Need a lift?
Hell, yeah.
Let's blow this place.
Okay.
Fuck you, Ruby.
And all who dine in you,
I'm out!
No, no, no.
We're out, fuck you
Ruby!
Okay, full disclosure.
I took the money that got you
fired, but I had no choice.
I needed to call for help.
Shit, I know.
I saw you take it. Sure.
I didn't think I was gonna
get fired over it,
but I could tell you
needed help.
Well, I'm sorry for dragging
you into this mess.
Don't sweat. Probably
did me a favor.
Besides, I'd of done
the same thing.
What happened?
It seems like more than
just car trouble.
Yeah, I had this weirdo
cop harassing me.
He took my phone and my license.
What?
Yeah and I could have
sworn he shot at me
out on the highway, but
then he showed up
at the diner with my
car repaired.
And he retuned my keys
and my phone.
No.
No, what?
That's Sheriff Bilstein.
So you know him?
Not really.
But ugh, he gives me the heebie
jeebies like no other.
I seen him around the diner
creeping on young women.
A girl comes in not
too long ago.
Said her car broke down.
Huh? Well, God damn it.
You think she'd be
thrilled you know.
Sheriff shows up,
car in tow, but...
She looked downright terrified.
So what's his deal?
Well,
you know, as they say, if you
want to see a man's true colors,
give him a badge
and a little bit of power.
What the fuck!
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Amy, Amy.
Amy, Amy.
Amy, Amy, Amy, Amy.
Amy, I'm so sorry.
Amy, Amy, Amy!
No!
No!
No!
Come on!
Come on. Come on. Come on!
No, hurry up!
Hurry!
Come on, no!
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Ah! Ah!
I'm so sorry.
Sorry.
I didn't mean it , I didn't mean
to, I didn't, I swear to God.
I didn't mean to,
I didn't mean to, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Ah, no!
No! No!
Anna, Anna, Anna,
please, please!
Don't let me...
He's trying to kill me!
He's trying to kill me, Anna!
I'm gonna die.
Anna, I'm gonna die.
Picking up
hitchhikers
is illegal Miss Torres.
Why, why are you doing this?
Why are you doing this?
What? Don't
you love playing games?
Stop! Stop.
I could...
But I won't.
Stop!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Uh-oh.
Don't lose control.
Women drivers.
Can't drive for shit!
Please!
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
What?
Why?
Why?
Please, please stop.
Stop, please.
Please.
Help. Help, help, help,
he's trying to kill me.
He's trying to kill me.
What do you want?
He's trying to kill me.
-Holy shit, is that blood?
-He's trying to kill me.
Please, please, please.
Please.
What happened?
Being chased. Chased,
down there, down there!
Sheriff's department.
Drop the gun.
Woah, woah, woah.
Sheriff, what's going on?
Thought you said someone was
trying to kill you?
That's the guy.
Sir. Sir, drop your weapon
and step away, alright.
Miss Torres here is
wanted for murder.
-Murder?
-No, no, no, no.
She has been kidnapping
and killing people
all across my state.
Been at it for a while, best
we could tell.
She said you've been
trying to kill her.
She suffers from delusions.
We've been on her tail
since this afternoon,
when she robbed a gas
station back east.
Her latest victim is in
that car over there.
No.
-No.
-You killed that girl?
No, no, he's lying.
He's lying.
Bet you didn't see that coming
when you had breakfast
this morning.
You're a heavy son of a bitch.
No! No, no.
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
Fuck.
Shit.
Fuck.
Oh no.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Dang Miss.
What did you do that for?
Please, please, please, please
you have to help me.
-Please.
-Whoa.
Please, please.
What happened to you?
It's the Sheriff.
The Sheriff is trying...
He's trying to kill me.
He killed my friend.
He kills a guy on the highway.
Please.
The Sheriff?
Yes, yes, you have
to believe me.
-Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
-He's crazy!
Okay. Oh, I believe you.
-Follow me.
-Thank you.
We'll call my boss.
-Okay.
-Yeah.
He'll know what to do.
-Okay.
-Okay.
Mmm.
Fresh cocoa's just the best
smell. Here you go.
Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.
Um, I thought you were
trying to kill me.
Oh, it's okay, I've had worse.
Yeah.
I'm always getting
hurt around here,
Boss likes to keep
me on my toes.
Can I use this?
I've had some medical training.
Are you a doctor?
No, but I was going
to be a nurse.
Come here.
Well, it looks
worse than what it is.
I'm just going to clean it up.
-I'll cover it.
-Okay.
So I can prevent any infections
from happening. Okay?
Okay.
You okay?
I thought you said you
were a doctor.
-Whoa that hurts.
-If I don't wrap it,
it's going to get infected.
You don't want that, right?
Easy.
You know you're a hero, right?
My hero.
I thought I was going to die.
No come on.
I didn't really do nothing.
And modest too.
You got the whole package Ed.
Oh, what, what is that?
What's... what's modest?
It's my boss. Ah.
Wait here.
Oh Ed, is there a bathroom?
I'm kind of a mess.
I need to wash up a little bit.
Oh, yeah.
Just through that door.
Oh, okay.
This doesn't look
like a bathroom.
Ugh.
Junkyard treasures.
Ow, shit.
-What you think?
-Oh!
I know.
Really?
Trophies.
It's evidence, after all.
But who's gonna catch me?
Cops?
Yang Mei.
147 yards.
Julia Santana, 214.
Katie Johnson,
82 yards.
How far will you go?
Solid hit little brother.
Oh, you're awake.
Please, please let me go.
Nope. No, I don't think
she'll get very far.
I don't know.
I've seen her run. There's
movement in that bitch's legs.
Spindly.
That's right, spindly.
Where'd you learn that one?
Word calendar.
It's making me smart.
You're trying to get smart?
Listen, brother, you
don't need smarts,
when you got all this muscle,
huh?
You leave the thinking to me
and lifting to you, alright?
Yeah.
Hey, hey, hey. Shhhhhhh.
I'll kill you!
No. No!
No!
No! No!
That's enough!
Chair!
I'm sorry,
Miss Torres.
Ed's got himself a little
self control problem.
You remember what I told you?
You listen to my command
at all times,
if you want
this to work out.
Don't ever,
make me repeat myself
in front of a woman ever again.
You hear me?
Yes.
Good boy.
I assure you,
this undermining of my authority
does not happen on a
regular basis.
Why are you doing this?
You see him like that?
He's like that because a woman
couldn't take hold of herself.
After he was born, not
a day went by,
he wasn't called a retard.
That woman's foul mouth
messed up my little brother.
He was a good boy.
But you bitches are
all the same.
Your arguing and lying,
spreading that venom
wherever you go.
No.
No. Please no.
No.
This here's Lilly.
I made her outta my Mama.
Please.
She loved flapping
her fucking jaw.
So I took it from her.
Now you are done spreading
your wickedness
with that sharp little
tongue of yours.
And I'm going to make
sure you learn
your place in this world.
I'll have no more of
your spells on me.
You think you're so
goddamn precious.
I'll show you what you're worth.
Exactly, nothing.
All the wars and discords
started by women and men
who were too weak to
resist temptation.
When all they needed to do
was look into the bosom of
their own blood
and not be tempted by a
woman ever again.
That's not just your
little brother.
You made me do it Mama.
That foul mouth of yours,
got poor me to--
See, I can control myself.
Because I'm a
rational human being,
just like God intended me to be.
But you, just don't know
when to stop, do you?
You can't.
So I just gotta help you all.
One by one.
Fuck you!
As you've noticed,
you're in a bad spot.
But it's okay.
You can still make it out
and back to your life.
Half a mile out that door
is the highway.
Make it to the black top
and you're free.
We catch ya...
Just another number on the wall,
huh?
I won't play
your stupid games.
Just kill me now you fuck.
Suit yourself.
Ahh, fuck you!
No, God please.
Look, look, look!
She pissed herself.
It's not very ladylike, is it?
You know what your problem is?
You have a real wicked mouth.
And that tongue is like a bona
fide personal devil.
Now, I'm willing to bet,
it's the source of all
your troubles.
Clean and dress that wound,
it's not going to be fun if
she bleeds out.
Okey dokey.
Open up.
Okay, yeah.
Shh.
That guy
was stupid huh?
Yeah. Yeah, that guy
was stupid, huh?
You ready?
No.
Let's give her 5 minutes.
I gotta take a piss.
I'll be damned.
800 yards, nearly made it.
Drink.
You earned it.
Last chance
Miss Torres.
Oh, God damn it!
What d'you do that for?
Fucking bitch.
This is not how it
fucking works.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck.
Looking for these?
Come on.
Are you okay?
Hey, this is
Bobbi's phone,
I'm either off finding myself,
or I just don't wanna
talk to you.
Leave a message.