Bring It All Back Home (2025) Movie Script
1
Ow, fuck.
Fuck me.
Ow, fuck.
Jesus Christ.
In that thing
that we live, move,
and have our faith...
in Pennsylvania, Charlie,
you have a question, young man?
Does God speak to me
in my dreams?
No, son.
God already wrote down
every word
he had to say in the Bible.
- Sometimes...
- Fucking piece of shit.
- ...in my dreams.
- Son.
- He speaks...
- Yeah, fucking tell him, kid.
- You tell him.
- He spoke once.
Every part of his message
is in that book.
- What?
- Talks and feelings--
- Son.
- Oops.
You called me tonight.
-I've been put in...
-You're a sack of shit, buddy.
- That's what you are.
- He talks in numbers.
- Yeah, that's right.
- Sometimes.
- That's right.
- He talks in music--
We all have arrogance.
We have feelings of inadequacy.
And it's true.
We are inadequate.
But don't let your feelings
change you.
Don't let your unwillingness
to feel inadequate
make a liar out of you.
Son, God spoke once.
It was written at
the beginning,
in the great Book of Life,
and your name
was no part of that.
I know God.
Oh.
Hey, officer.
-License, registration?
-Yeah.
-Yeah, this is my license. Here.
-Mm-hmm.
- This is the registration.
- Mm-hmm.
Long way from home.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Who is, uh, Sandra Siegel?
-Is that your wife?
-Yeah.
No, she's-- yeah, um,
we got a kid together.
Uh-huh.
Well, you were swerving
over the line.
Yeah.
Wait, what?
You-- you were--
you crossed over on the line.
What do you mean?
You been drinking?
No. God, no.
You drive here from Louisiana?
Yeah.
I'm going, um, home.
Uh-huh.
How long you been on the road?
Um, what time is it?
It's gone 4:30.
And Saturday?
Yeah?
Okay. I better, um...
-Just wait right here.
-No--
I'll be right back.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Um, let-- uh, officer?
Uh, officer?
Can I just, um--
-Hey, uh--
-What is it?
Let me ask you something.
You ever watch baseball?
Do-- do you like baseball?
Do you ever watch
the games around here?
Do you ever watch the big games
at the-- at the-- at the school
or a-- at-- at the big park?
Huh?
You like baseball?
So what's John doing?
Same thing?
I just around.
- married.
- To who?
To Hannah?
Yes.
-And, and, and--
-What a fucking pussy.
And he works at a bank.
-What about-- what about Elvis?
-Mm.
Elvis got arrested.
-Mm.
-Wait, let me-- let me guess.
-It's, uh, DUI?
-Uh-uh.
-Cocaine.
-Uh, see?
You already know everything.
You can just go back to Mexico.
To Mexico?
I don't know. It's--
It's been a really long time.
Where have you been?
Hmm.
You know, um...
John's not the only one
who got married.
Yeah, I'm just...
I'm sorry.
You're a dummy.
Hey, I'm sorry-- I'm sorry, too.
The fuck are you sorry about?
Um, well...
I heard about your dad.
I-- I'm sorry about your dad.
Mom?
Mom?
Eddie?
Oh, Eddie! Oh, God, oh, God!
Oh, my God!
-Oh, God!
-Where's Dad?
He's-- he's.
-Calm down, calm down.
-What the fuck.
What-- what-- Jeez.
Charlotte said he's sick?
-I told you not to swear.
-She said he's sick?
I know,
I didn't know where you were,
-you big son of a bitch!
-What was going on?
How could you not send me
an email or something?
I didn't want to worry you.
You didn't? Are you fucked?
-I--
-Jesus, would you stop it?
He's in the back.
In the bedroom.
Look at you.
Let me make you a cup of coffee.
Ooh, Charlotte
tell you about Elvis?
That was a big surprise,
hey?
I mean, you'd see it coming
since he was 15.
But you.
I always knew
you'd do great things, Eddie.
When you were
in New York, on TV,
I was so proud of you.
And then you hit the home run.
Everybody, Eddie, saw it.
Everybody.
For a team that started
and for Gil ,
tough game already.
I mean, this is a guy
who started his career in AA.
See where he is now.
It's still early
in this.
...The guy that could at one
time.
That's a guy that could impose
his will on the game.
Swinging a hard shot
down the left field line,
nobody's getting this.
chasing it in the corner,
makes a turn,
he's coming around.
the bases
and ends up on second.
And the tough day
continues for Gil.
Tough year.
Just because we have
the same fucking name,
- doesn't mean--
- Dude.
I mean, I've never
even fucking seen him before.
Everybody fucking seen him.
Sing the hunk o' hunk o' song.
- Okay.
- What?
Mercy, come on,
I'm not going to fucking--
You got the first one,
with a fucking year ago.
- I paid you that.
- That's seven, Elvis.
I paid you that.
There you go.
- Sing the words.
- I don't know the words. I--
Just do the--
just do what she did.
Come on.
Hey, I still got
something from before.
Oh, then sell
the shit, you old fuck.
- Don't call me that, I'm not--
- Grow a pair of nuts!
Come on, Mercy,
it's me, like fucking...
Eddie!
-Eddie!
-Dick n Balls.
Oh, my God..
You look good, man.
Y'all tatted up.
What's this? Who did this?
Elvis's brother.
Come on, let's go take
a picture of you right there.
How you been, man?
-You see Mom yet?
-What are you doing?
Fucking hanging.
-Where's John?
-I never see him.
Not since he, uh,
with, uh-- what's her name?
Can't believe
you did it without me.
You think life waits for you?
Wanna get drunk?
Fucking guy.
-Wait, that's two?
-Wait, where are you going?
-Go, go, go.
-I'm coming!
In Yankee Stadium,
he was like, boom, gone.
In, uh--
in, uh, Cleveland, right?
Yeah, man, you should've
seen me in high school.
- It was-- it was.
- Hey, Savannah!
- Eddie! Hey!
- God, fuck.
-You look great!
-Give me a second.
You know
what I like about you, man?
You never got too big,
like one of us here.
Eddie! When did you get back?
You look great.
I thought you went east.
- Hey,.
- What's up?
What about you? I saw you on TV.
- Just down south a bit.
- Oh, man.
I heard those things about
what happened to you.
-I just been kneeing it.
-Mm.
What's up, Elvis?
-Let me get you a round.
-Yeah.
Man, you ever fuck that girl?
Uh, yeah, you know.
Where's John?
Just, you know,
I haven't seen him.
Oh, come on, no?
I just haven't seen him.
Well, I guess
he's settling down.
Have a family.
Let's get those shots.
You know, I always thought
being this age,
I just kept pushing it back.
-25 is like 18, right?
-Sure if you squint.
27, 28, it's like 25,
and then settling.
Can't squint that much.
I went from 18
to 35 all at once.
It's a thing.
How old are you?
- Him?
- Uh-huh?
He's fuckin' old.-
. Ey.
Yo, Elvis.
Hey, fuck! Dude, fuck! Man.
-What the fuck?
-Fuck.
Why don't you lock
the fuckin' door?
Why don't you fuckin' knock?
The thing's busted.
Fuck.
Give me this.
So who's this dude?
-Who?
-Charlotte.
Oh. Yeah.
Harvinder.
How long has that been going on?
Oh, couple years.
What about you?
-What about me?
-You good?
Yeah, I'm fuckin' perfect,
motherfucker.
Hey, mushroom?
What? What? Come on.
Nothing. No.
Where are you living?
My own place for a bit.
The other side of the park.
-So what happened?
-Nothing.
Just tryin'
to fuckin' save money, man.
Why don't you just wait?
Next year, give me eight months.
Once I get my e-bike,
it's a totally different story.
-Getting an e-bike?
-Yeah, it's like a motorcycle.
Except you don't need
any bullshit.
No license,
registration, insurance.
Good.
-Yeah.
-Fuckin' right.
800 bucks, though, but--
You know, there's one for 550.
Fuck that, man.
Like, good butts,
good drugs, good bike.
Secret to life.
What are you laughing about?
Nothin'.
Motherfucker.
Not been seen in five years.
You're not hanging
in the sandlot anymore.
-You're just another fuckin'--
-I'm not-- Jesus, I'm not--
Don't think
you're coming back here,
fuckin' lording over me
back in the day.
You wanna stay at Mom's house?
You're just like the rest of us.
Who says
I'm staying at Mom's house?
Well, you're not staying
at Charlotte's.
What the fuck
are you doing anyway?
Fuckin' living, motherfucker.
Doing what?
A little of this, a lot of that.
Yeah, laugh one more time.
I'll fuckin' kill you.
Fuck you!
John...
John...
What the fuck are--
Je-- Eddie, Jesus.
I'll-- I'm-- just...
Fuckin' knock on the door
like a normal person.
I didn't wanna
wake up your wife.
- Oh, you fuckin'--
- Fuckin' guy.
- Fuckin' guy?
- You fuckin'--
-Fuckin' guy?
-You, you, you.
You're here.
-What the fuck? You fuckin'--
-Hey, you owe me 50 bucks.
-No, you fuckin'--
-You fuckin'--
What'd you wanna get?
says
you disappeared.
-I disappeared?
-No.
Where the fuck have you been?
Some kind of family man?
Huh?
What'd you wanna grow up for?
Look at you.
What are you guys doing? What--
Look at you.
Hair's going all gray.
Okay, get the fuck out of here.
What are you guys doing?
Face's looking
all worried and stupid?
-What are you guys doing?
-Driving around.
Yeah?
Don't fuck with us.
-I gotta-- I gotta fuck my wife.
-Let her do it herself.
Oh, it's-- we're on a schedule.
It's a whole thing.
- It's been five years.
- , John.
Hey, grown-ups are talking.
-Tomorrow, okay?
-All right.
Call me in the morning.
-I'll come by.
-Okay.
-Hey, it's good to see you.
-Don't be gay.
Shut up, okay?
-I'll see you tomorrow.
-All right.
Looking good, man.
It's a good look for you.
-Just be quiet.
-Rock and roll, man.
Fucking rock and roll,
motherfucker.
Whoo!
Oh, God!
-Give it to me.
-Oh, yeah.
Just give me a second.
Thanks, honey.
Fuck. Oh, yeah.
Okay. Yeah..
I want a baby.
Yeah.
-Yeah, let's make a baby.
-Okay.
John?
-You okay?
-Yeah.
Just-- Oh, fuck. Fuck me.
Just give--
give me a second, okay?
I got you.
- It's okay.
- Okay. Yeah, okay.
Okay.
- Oh, fuck.
- Hey, John!
Oh, Lord. I'm so sorry.
Oh, yeah?
Hey, John!
Ow.
He can't take care of himself.
Maybe just-- Thank you.
Enable the guy so he can, what,
never leave his adolescence?
Life's a blood sport.
You gotta get tested.
Uh, he was living
on his own for a little while.
He was, uh, on the other side
of the park with that girl.
What was her name?
- Janine.
- Yeah, Janine.
It's just not supposed
to be easy, life.
They had us over for dinner.
We drank bourbon.
-He threw up, obviously.
-It's not like that.
But other than that,
it was nice.
So, uh, what'd you do
down south, Eddie?
Were you still in sports?
I mean, behind the scenes
or off the field or anything?
I don't know.
What'd you do,
fucking kill someone?
No, no, no, I just
don't really think about it.
You know the past.
I just leave shit behind.
Okay.
Well, uh, are you staying long?
Uh...
do you have any plans
or work or anything?
You know, these fucking eggs...
- Okay.
- ...They're fucking delicious.
Thank you.
Let's go. Come on.
We're gonna walk around
for a bit.
- It's nice to see you, Hannah.
- I'll be back.
-I'll be back later, okay?
-Thanks for the coffee.
Come on. Hey, let's go.
Anyway, man,
that girl was a pain in the ass.
What's-- what's going on
with you, man?
Where you been?
Five years?
You should've made it work
just for those tits.
That's a long time.
You don't marry for tits.
I thought you were dead.
What are you married for?
What?
God, I don't know.
-Death and children.
-Yeah, you see?
You fucking--
I think that's a cop-out.
-Yeah.
-If you wanna do something.
-Sure.
-You know?
And you only got so much time
if you wanna build something.
-True.
-And in the long term--
Well, in the long term,
you're dead.
So you better get it
while you can.
Well, what?
You're gonna act
like you're not gonna--
You're gonna
hold it down and you--
you fuck it in the ass.
I'm just saying, man,
you can feel when it's time.
Time for what?
You know, time to...
Come on, man.
Time to settle down.
Jesus.
I'm serious, man.
When did you get
so fucking scared?
Oh, come on. I'm not scared.
I'm just-- I'm trying to act
like a fucking grown-up.
No, we're all
fucking scared, dude.
We're all fucking
scared out here.
Sailors on the boat to nowhere.
Deep, deep water.
Big fucking waves.
We can't see the other side.
And we're fuckin'--
just fuckin'--
And then all the way along,
there's these little
bullshit islands.
And you can stop at them
if you want to.
It's not where you're going.
It's not what you planned.
If you're too
fucking scared and tired
and you want to fucking--
you can stop
and live on Bullshit Island
the rest of your life.
I don't know what
the fuck you're talking about.
I really don't.
You think it's a woman,
but it's a bullshit island.
You're a bullshit island.
You know that?
Don't. No. Fuck you.
Fuck you.
Smoke that one for me.
I missed you.
Yeah, I missed you too.
Where the fuck were you?
I don't know.
What happened to you?
-See, you need me.
-What do you mean?
-You-- you don't know?
-You need me.
You didn't used to wear pants
like that when I was around.
What about this place?
They-- they-- they--
they did those fuck nights.
No, they closed it
because someone got stabbed.
-Just give me a hand over.
-Also, look at this.
-You can't just leave me here.
-No, dude. No, no, no, no, no.
You're gonna
fucking kill yourself.
Look at this. Bloodbath.
Still get high?
Oh, sure. Why not?
I hacked my first pot
right here.
Yeah, how's that working out?
It's great, man.
I feel fantastic.
Look at all the birds
on the field.
They look great.
I put in the new dugouts.
You know what I always loved?
Basketball.
But I'm too short.
Fuck.
Eddie? You all right?
Have you seen Charlotte yet?
No.
How do you feel about that?
It's fine.
What, that woman can't leave you
alone for a couple hours?
Who?
Oh.
I had three women.
In two states.
Two of them
knew about each other.
Of course.
Third one was from Louisiana.
Called her Jungle Pussy.
Jesus, man.
-Yeah, why'd you call her that?
-That's voodoo country.
They got voodoo women
down there.
I don't know, man.
I just don't know.
Come on, let's go to the spot.
Did your dad know about it?
We all knew about it.
It was the same time--
do you remember that summer?
-The chick from the pool?
-Oh, yeah.
The gym ropes, that whole thing?
Fuck,
I shouldn't have done that.
-Eh, it doesn't matter.
-She wasn't 14.
No, I knew she wasn't.
I just couldn't understand why
you wanted me to do it so bad.
Why I did it.
It doesn't matter.
It-- you mean you really
felt bad about that?
Well, she was only 12 years old.
Oh, we're fucking animals, dude.
I mean, really,
it used to be back in the day.
Besides, what were you, 15?
You didn't fucking--
You know, you were just a kid.
There's nothing so...
What, are you gonna
feel bad about that?
There's nothing, so...
I just wanted to see
if you'd do it. It's not bad.
We didn't fuck her.
Every time, man, fucking--
Fuck it.
Give me a cigarette.
I used to hit this thing
nine times out of ten.
-Oh, I know.
-With the old sign.
Anyway, it was the same time
that was going on.
You know, my dad was broke.
Like, so fucking broke.
And the whole time, he was
fucking around with this...
You should have seen
this guy's fucking car.
Dad could barely
keep the roof on.
This guy's fucking car.
Yeah.
- Money?
- Mm.
Where from?
Finance. Investments. Something.
Oh, like you're trying to do.
Oh.
Bless his heart.
Hey, let me ask you something.
If you could start again,
because I've been
feeling like that.
You know, like I'm 21,
just out of college or whatever.
What if I never played ball?
What if I was just
starting out in life?
-You know?
-What, like right now?
Yeah. No.
Whatever. Not just...
You could, though.
I mean, who says?
Just what if, John? Fuck.
All the choices you made,
what you did, would you...
What would you do?
Because you could do anything.
You know?
I'm starting a family.
Yeah, I know.
Fuck, John. Fuck, I know.
I'm just saying, you know,
there's everything out there.
You never left
the desert, right?
So if you're happy,
well, you're happy,
but you get a minute
to think about it.
All the things you might do
if you wanted to do them.
Just think about it.
That's all.
Life's supposed
to mean something.
Wouldn't want to miss it.
Just like your fucking father,
you goddamn disappointment!
- You know what?
- My food's.
- Would you stop it?
- Don't you swear at me!
Would you fucking stop it?
That' en--
- That's enough!
- You failure as a man!
- You're a failure!
- That's-- that's enough!
- You're a failure!
- That's enough!
- That's enough! That's enough!
- No.
I'm not
your fucking boyfriend!
If I'm here,
it's because I want to be here.
And if I want to drink,
if I want to fuck other women--
Jesus! That's fucked up!
Yo, Elvis!
What?
Where you going?
I'll go with you?
I don't know, can you?
24 volt DC power,
electrical right in the gearbox.
Just fucking slick, man.
Hey.
Fuck that chick.
Who, Mom?
Fucking Mom.
I missed you, man.
Yeah, me too.
She just...
Should have felt
that way, you know?
-What?
-Well, if that's why.
-Why what?
-You could've have call me.
You know, like, fucking--
you know,
'cause I never thought that.
Okay.
-Thank you.
-I mean, I wouldn't do that.
It's just like...
you know, all that time
and you never even--
and it's like--
it's fine.
It's just...
you know, if you don't want
to talk to Mom or whatever,
you still could--
'cause, like--
because you and I,
it's fucking you and me, dog.
Okay? It's you and me.
All right.
That's weird.
Elvis.
Hey.
Hey, sexy.
Ooh.
-Look at them pants.
-You like 'em?
-Get the fuck out of here.
-Wore 'em just for you.
Ooh, baby.
-You bring something for me?
-I-- I can't really.
Just not right now.
Come on, baby.
Don't be like that.
-Please don't.
-Come on.
Glory be.
Hey, are you going
to pay me this time?
Oh, that's not
very Christian, Elvis.
I'm not joking.
You know I'm good for it, Elvis.
My man's not playing around.
- It's just getting real for me.
- Your man Mercedes?
What-- so what?
Bitch, never fuckin' mind.
Oh, Elvis, baby.
You know, you shouldn't let
women walk all over you.
She's gonna kill me.
You gotta stand up for yourself.
All right, listen,
she's gonna kill me.
Next time, Elvis.
I swear. Next time.
Don't you worry, baby.
I'll make it.
I promise.
Oh, fuck.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Hey, this is-- this is my dude.
This is my dude.
You gotta fucking stop this.
Three shots of whiskey, bro.
-Every fucking day.
-This fucking prick again, huh?
You-- you got something for me?
Your coat almost
smells like ball sweat.
Get my sniffles on, man.
That his ex?
He won't let it go.
He's always perving up
wherever she's at.
He's got a weakness.
You're the ball player.
I'm Eddie.
Abdul.
What's up?
So is that when he moved
back home, when she left him?
Hard part of life
is it changes.
Some guys just go
from breast to breast.
He's like a big baby.
Be cool.
I'm cool.
I'm cool as ice.
Ice cold motherfucker.
Everybody having a good time?
I'm having a great time.
Look at this fucking jacket.
I mean, who does he think he is?
Right? Right?
No one wants to fight.
Hey. Hey.
I don't want to fight.
I want to dance.
What--
what--.
Please, Elvis, go away.
You broke
my fucking heart, Jeanie.
No one wants you here, bud.
You're so fucking gross.
Gross? Yeah.
Well, is this gross?
Actually, it is this.
-What about this?
-The fuck are you doing?
Get your weird
fucking boner out of here.
-Dude.
-Fuck.
You fucking loved it.
She loved it, bro.
She loved it, bro.
It's not even
fucking hard, dude.
Yeah, he's not even
fucking hard, Elvis.
It's not even hard, bro.
Buddy, come on.
Just take it fucking--
Who the fuck are you, man?
Eddie?
-Eddie Backus?
-Yeah.
-The ball player.
-Yeah.
Dude, Hamish Walker
from high school.
Oh, shit. Shit.
-How you doing?
-How you doing, buddy?
Don't touch my brother.
- Ow.
- Fucking--
get out of here, bitch.
You little fucking bitch.
Ow. Fuck.
All right. Come on, dude.
Let's just get
the fuck out of here.
Cool, man. Cool.
Yeah, we're going to gett
some more cocaine.
What are you doing, huh?
Nothing.
- Not you.
- Who's fucking cool now?
That's what I thought.
It was a woman.
A beautiful woman--
Fucking pussy.
Eddie, Eddie, help me.
Help. Help.
What's up, Eddie?
Hey. How-- how's it going?
You got 8,000 bucks on you?
8,000-- No.
Your brother..
...owes me a shit ton of money.
Yeah, I don't know--
I don't know
what to tell you, that--
I mean, that--
that sounds like Elvis.
I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry.
-Get my money.
-Okay, I will. I will.
-I will.
-Get my fucking money.
Fuck.
Fuck.
The fuck?
The fuck, man?
Yo, dude, are you okay?
Are you okay?
Hey, Elvis, dude,
you forgot your bike.
Dude, are you crying?
Hey, Elvis, are you crying?
What is
your fucking problem?
Like-- fuck!
Fuck. Fuck you.
I was just a kid. Fuck.
Calm the fuck down.
I don't even know what
the fuck you're talking about.
I'm in trouble.
And where's my little bro, huh?
Gone, like fucking always.
You can't do one thing,
one thing.
What then, huh?
What would you say, then,
with your fucking mouth?
Have fun.
Have fucking fun.
Fuck.
Dude. Dude. Dude.
Ouch.
Fuck you.
Don't move.
S-- stay right there.
Put your hands up.
I said stay right there.
I'll blow your goddamn head off.
I got him.
-Call the police.
-Wait.
Charlie!
- Call the police.
- Charlie.
-Call the police.
-Listen to me.
-Don't-- Listen--
-Quiet.
-Quiet.
-Listen to me.
I have a gun. Quiet.
Hands up. Hands up.
I will-- No, don't.
Ah. Charlie!
Ah. Damn you.
I'm gonna sh-- Call them!
Charlie!
Charlie, call--
Char--
Do it.
Stop it.
Get out. No.
No!
No, we don't need them.
No, we don't need them.
It's not a domestic.
I know, I-- I know, but it...
Okay.
I understand. I'm sorry.
We thought it was a criminal.
He's just an old friend.
Here. Can you tell the...
Oh.
He's-- he's not right.
He-- he is a friend.
He's just a little...
No, that is not necessary.
It was just a misunderstanding.
I'm sorry.
Okay.
All right. Thank you.
What are you doing,
coming in in through the window?
- I thought he was away.
- Who said that?
Knock on the door.
Understood.
You know, it was late.
I was tired. I was drunk.
-You-- you can't just--
-Didn't want to go home.
-Hmm, call up for a ride.
-I don't have my phone.
I thought--
your window was open.
I just wanted to sleep
for like an hour.
Who said that I was away?
Buddy, I just wanted to s--
I wanted to take a fucking nap.
Okay? I wanted to take a nap.
Man, you broke into my house.
Yeah, and so
then you tried to kill me.
-That's fucking civil.
-I didn't.
I had to kick your fucking ass.
I had to kick your fuck--
You know,
I had to kick your fuckin' ass.
Wow.
Oh, you putting some things
together there, champ?
You figuring it out.
That's smart.
That's very smart.
-Really smart.
-Shut up.
Shut up.
Just come here.
Shh. Come.
Come here.
Oh, man.
I forgive you.
Give it a fucking rest, man.
Really? Come on.
You used to have it all, huh?
And now it's all gone.
Is that why you came back?
Or did you just want to check in
and make sure
it's all still there.
You should do it.
You should tell him.
Tell him.
See, it's not about you anymore.
Does it hurt?
You tell him.
She's got--
she's got nothing to say.
-You--
-I already know.
I saw it.
I saw it yesterday.
It was there.
I don't.
They say time is a thief.
No, buddy, you don't understand.
You don't understand
what we meant to each other.
You don't understand.
You weren't there.
You were young. You were young.
That's what it meant.
You were young.
And you think
it's still there somehow,
but it's not.
It's gone, buddy.
And let me tell you
something else.
Being young, it's for pussies.
See life.
See it you take what you love.
You don't even know
what the fuck
I'm talking about, do you?
You used to be a winner.
Not anymore, little buddy.
That's fuckin' enough.
That's fuckin' enough.
- Not anymore.
- That's fuckin' enough!
Eddie!
Eddie.
Eddie, stop.
Let me out of here!
-Okay.
-Eddie, what are you doing?
Okay. Okay.
- Open this up.
- Eddie, what are you doing?
- I'm in love with you.
- Put the gun down.
- Okay, what do you need to hear?
- Charlie, come on.
It's taken me all this time
to get my head right.
My head's right, okay?
Okay? I'm in love with you.
Okay? We're happy now.
We're happy now. I love you.
Charlie, open this door!
Eddie, you need to
put the gun away.
You can't do this.
I-- I can do anything.
Charlie, I'm right here.
- No.
- Open this up.
Why are you looking at me
like that?
This is what love looks like.
Oh, please.
I want to call the police.
I'm calling them right now.
Let me out.
Charlie.
Touch me, touch me.
You love me.
-I do.
-Yeah.
This is love.
He's right, what he said.
Stop fighting, Eddie.
Stop fighting.
You have to
give yourself over to life
at some point
or you're not gonna make it.
Not in the ways that count.
Charlie?
I can't hear you.
I'm just...
I didn't mean to...
I'm confused.
Charlie,
what are you doing in there?
Charlie, what's happening?
Charlie?
-Eddie.
-Jesus Christ, man.
-It's just me.
-Fuck me.
The fuck are you doing?
Well, I went home,
but I was pretty high.
I just stood on the front lawn
for ten minutes
and didn't go in.
So I wandered around
for a bit and then,
well, you weren't home,
so I just...
I don't know.
You ever...
hitchhike at night?
It fucking sucks.
I don't remember
making decisions.
Isn't that weird?
Like, I don't remember
choosing my job
or my wife or my fucking car.
Like, just-- I don't remember.
Should remember that.
When I was like, 13, 14,
did this exercise in school.
You know, different jobs,
what they paid, etc.
Whatever.
You pick out your apartment
and your house and your car.
And they'd tell you,
"Oh, this costs such
and such amount," so on.
And you'd figure out...
Yeah, it was supposed
to teach you...
-I don't know, whatever.
-Yeah.
What did you pick?
I said I'd be a teacher.
Ew.
Why?
I don't know.
I guess I always wanted
the teacher to like me,
so decided to be a teacher.
I remember that exercise.
I said I'd be a ballplayer.
But they said I couldn't be that
because it wasn't on their list.
They had this whole list
of things that you could be.
I wouldn't let it go.
I kept arguing with them until
they kicked me out of class.
And Hannah's amazing.
-Yeah, sure.
-And she loves me.
-Well, you're easy to love.
-Thanks.
I don't know, I just want to
make sure I get it right.
That's all.
That doesn't sound like
much fun.
Well, what's the point?
Of fun?
I don't know, John.
Fuck the sun.
What's the point?
Fuck loneliness.
Fuck everybody.
Jesus, man,
I'm just an animal,
and you want to get it right?
Where have you been, Eddie?
I saw Charlotte tonight.
Really?
Hey, check it out.
Holy shit! Jesus.
-Ha!
-Okay.
I should--
I should probably go home.
You know,
this is a moment right here.
There's all sorts of
in between shit.
Doesn't really
mean anything, though.
All of a sudden,
there's just a moment, pow.
Don't be too scared
to pay attention.
It's probably
why you don't remember
your decisions.
I'm gonna wake up Elvis.
Well, he's not gonna
do it anymore.
Because he thinks
the bank sucks.
He's not gonna do it anymore.
No, I totally understand.
You got to do
what you got to do.
But-- but, Todd...
You don't sound like
a happy man.
What the hell's going on?
Hey. You quit your job.
-What?
-Oh, and...
your wife called.
-Shit.
-Six times.
Fuck.
Where the fuck are we?
Uh...
Nevada?
More or less.
What the shit, dude?
You said we were gonna
drive around a bit.
Yeah, you fell asleep.
You missed the whole thing.
Well, this is more than a bit.
Plenty of road, John.
Plenty of road.
What is that?
- It's food.
- Oh, fuck. Gross.
-Ew.
-Real men kill food.
That's one of the troubles
with our generation.
You gotta turn around, dude.
-Well, it's too late for that.
-Eddie, I'm serious.
John, look, you got no job.
-Yes, I do.
-You left your wife.
No, I didn't.
Well, she's not here.
Well, you can't--
What, are you gonna
hold me hostage?
- Eddie.
- We're going to Las Vegas.
I don't want to go to Las Vegas.
You don't know
what you want, John.
You said so yourself.
So why don't you get in the car,
let something happen
to you for once.
And then you'll take me home?
Don't even know
what the word means.
You're so full of shit.
Okay, keep that on your side.
I don't...
Okay, boys,
when we get to Vegas,
this is really important.
Now, actually, uh,
we're on a mission here.
The only way this works
is if we keep moving.
If we stop,
it's all gonna catch up to us.
What?
Fear. Mostly.
I need $8,000.
I know you do, buddy.
I know you do.
Dude, what the fuck
am I gonna do, man?
Well, what do you got left?
-Mushrooms, bit of coke.
-Ooh, give me.
What's that, like,
a couple hundred bucks, right?
Fuck yeah.
Here, uh, here, John.
Here.
It's important.
Ah, here, Elvis.
Atta boy.
We're gonna take that couple--
couple hundred bucks,
we're gonna turn it
into a million dollars.
I promise you that.
God talks to me in my dreams.
I've been dealing with people
like you all my life.
You got no fucking innocence.
You're out of your fucking mind.
Yeah, probably.
But at least I remember
what freedom feels like.
When was the last time
the oil was changed?
It's not my car.
Well, whose car is it?
-Hey, give me a cigarette.
-Yeah, that'll help.
You guys need some help?
Well, hello.
Hi.
We got no fucking--
We're, uh, we're--
well, we're stupid, you know?
It's a lost art.
I'm John.
When's the last time
you guys changed your oil, huh?
Oh, Fiona.
Never mind. I see it.
Oh, yeah?
Your thingamajig is busted.
His what?
What's the difference?
Fair enough.
Think you can fix it?
Sure.
Just gotta get it to the shop.
-Okay.
-Oh, no, wait, wait,
wait, wait,
we gotta keep moving.
-Dude--
-We stop, it's all over, John.
You know it is.
-I can rig it up.
-Yeah, there you go.
-It'll drive...
-You see?
...as far as the shop.
Hi.
You need a hand with that or--
Hey, you should come with us.
We're going to Las Vegas.
We're gonna win a million bucks.
I mean it.
I know a lot of guys say
they're gonna win
a million bucks, but we're gonna
win a million bucks.
We're on a, uh, a magic trip,
You know?
You got nothing better going on.
What's it, like,
a weekday or something?
You see? Can't even laugh
On a beautiful day.
Just let her work, dude.
I'm just having a good time.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
- What'd you take?
- Nothing.
Whoa.
-Dude!
-You got the wrong girl.
- Give it back.
- He didn't any--
-he's an idiot.
-Hey!
All right, dude--
You know how sick I am
of groups of men?
You get all together
and something happens.
Something happens?
He's just a fucking idiot.
Look at him.
-Look.
-Give me what you took.
Look, look,
look, look, look, look.
Here, here.
Okay? There's just
fucking nothing.
-I'm calling the police.
-Oh, come on.
Please don't. I'm so tired.
We don't have time for that.
Why don't you have to say this?
We don't have time for this.
We have to keep moving.
We have to keep moving.
We have. It's fine.
Eddie, it's fine. John. Eddie.
John, it's fine.
Who do you think you are?
I'm just a guy
having a good time.
That's all I am.
And you're making a big deal
out of some pieces
of fucking candy.
Right? You know, I get it.
He's-- he-- he went in your bag,
and you're a woman,
and that's, like, politics.
I get that.
But also, you know,
who gives a fuck, right?
Okay? Put the fucking
screwdriver down, please.
Come on, lady.
There you go. You see?
It's just.
That's all.
Fuck me.
So, you coming to Vegas or what?
- Are you kidding me?
- Come on, Eddie,
-just stop it
-It's fine.
-Do I look like I'm kidding?
-Eddie, stop it.
It's fine!
Jesus.
We're really nice guys.
I mean that. You'll see.
We got enough
drugs for everybody.
We got some money.
You got nothing better to do.
Come to Vegas.
I mean...
I swear to God,
I'll kill us all.
I'll do it.
You know, you're very uptight.
You're both very uptight.
You should stop it
with that face.
I mean it.
Stop it.
You're gonna hurt somebody.
Here-- here,
have-- have a cigarette.
Here. Smoking's cool again.
Hey, John.
Look. See?
You should stop it
with that face.
Really.
Sorry about before.
I was hungry.
Just shut up, okay?
I haven't eaten since,
like, yesterday morning, so...
I was very hungry.
Sorry.
I mean it. Here. Here.
Here.
That's not why
I got out of the car, you know?
This is kidnapping.
Whatever you're planning on
doing with me,
I'm going to make you hurt--
Do with you?
We're not criminals.
This isn't...
He's high, he took
a lot of mushrooms, okay?
I mean, he thinks
he's on some sort of...
quest or something.
He wasn't gonna shoot you.
I'm Elvis.
You know, like the singer.
Come on, it's an adventure.
You gotta give him that.
How about you give me
a little smile or something?
Okay, look, I'm sorry.
-I really--
-Get away from me.
Okay, I'm away. Jeez.
Hey, you're over the line.
It's just like a Harley.
Same tank, same frame, same--
well, everything.
I mean, it is a Harley.
It's just the whole thing's...
electrified.
Hey, check it out.
- Jesus.
- Dude, take it.
It's hot.
Yeah!
Yeah.
Yeah, it's shit.
Doesn't matter.
It's only symbolic.
That's one of
the things I realized.
- Everything is symbolic.
- Okay.
I'm pretty sure I'm a metaphor.
I know a guy who does it.
I mean, good little business.
In fact, I've been thinking
about getting into it myself.
Yeah, if I had
the right partner.
Maybe that's...
You know,
the more I think about it...
- Eh.
- Oh, my God.
Fuck you, cowboy.
Oh, go on.
-It's good for you.
-Fuck you.
Hey, Elvis.
Just keep your eye
on the road, Elvis.
No, no, I used to,
but, you know...
that's good stuff.
Come on.
Ah, fuck it.
Fuck.
I probably feel fantastic.
Fuck you.
Huh? Fuck you.
Ah. Jesus.
Eddie! Eddie!
Hey!
Is he dead?
I think he's dead.
I told you it wouldn't hold.
The tire's broke,
too, idiot.
Well, how does it look?
Like a busted car.
Yeah. Oh, fuck.
Hey, John.
Hey, wait.
Hey, Eddie,
check it out.
Looks like they just left.
What the fuck?
Is he gone?
You think he's coming back?
Fun.
No, I don't.
I-- I-- I think he's gone.
Fucking gone, man.
Hey, Eddie.
Who the hell is Sandra Siegel?
Your son? You have a son?
-It's not like that.
-Fuck's sake, Eddie.
He's three years old, John.
It's like having a dog.
-Jesus!
-He's fucking two feet tall.
I just need to
get my head together.
You need to be a man.
What are you doing?
What the fuck
would you know about it?
I know it's not a fucking party.
I know that.
I know there's more to life
than jerking off
in the fucking desert.
-You better fucking--
-What?
You sold me, man.
You really
fucking sold me, Eddie.
Don't you see
how important this is to me?
I gotta make it count, John.
I got to.
And I was so fucking close.
-To what?
-To touch it.
It was there.
Don't you see
how important that is?
It's like-- it's like
God's looking right at you
and he's saying--
he's saying, "Yeah, man."
-What a load of shit.
-I'm telling you, man.
You don't know,
I'm telling you how it feels.
I'm telling you,
it doesn't matter.
Everything fucking matters.
-Bullshit.
-Everything matters.
It's bullshit, okay?
You just don't want to get old.
I get it.
-No, I-- no, I--
-Yes.
You don't want to get old
and you don't want to die.
You wish
it was all more interesting,
but that's fucking it, dude.
Just like everybody else.
You're a fucking...
fucking cocksucker.
Trying so hard
to make it sexy, but...
you're just a coward.
I'm sorry.
John.
-I'm sorry.
-You took her credit card?
She fucking--
that woman took all of me.
I don't know.
I was looking for somebody.
Is she young?
Right?
I just needed somebody, John.
I needed somebody.
I was trying to--
I didn't want to
come back some fucking loser.
God damn it.
-What's his name?
-Who?
The kid.
-Your son.
-Oh.
What's your son's name,
you dumb fuck.
Lincoln.
Lincoln?
It's nice.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
You think I'm a piece of shit?
No, I get it.
I get it.
My head hurts.
Okay.
Me too.
Bye.
She forgive you?
Yeah. Of course she did.
She really loves me.
Yeah. You said that before.
Anything I do, she'd understand.
It's, uh...
I don't know.
It's like I got nothing to...
fucking bump up against.
Or something.
That make any sense?
I've been seeing this, uh...
at the office, this girl.
This woman.
Didn't even decide to do it.
Just fucking...
I don't know,
she put it out there,
and I just
fucking let it happen.
I mean, you'd think
I do something like that,
that's-- that's like a--
That's a big thing.
I mean, I'm-- I'm...
I'm cheating on my wife.
Sure.
Didn't even think about it.
Just fucking...
just fucking let it happen.
I'm a coward.
I mean, really?
I mean...
I said you're a coward,
but I'm a coward too.
Hey, come south with me.
-Hmm?
-Come south with me.
-I can't.
-But why?
That's not a town.
That's a fucking junkyard, man.
Fuck that place.
You don't love your wife.
Jesus, man.
I've been hanging
with you for two days,
all you ever said
is how good she treats you.
You know?
You never said, like,
"She's so hot,"
or like,
"the way she says stuff,"
or whatever.
I know.
You know, I know there's things
I can't do anymore.
I know that.
Like... like being
a ball player.
And, uh...
and Charlotte.
All sorts of things.
Just beautiful things.
And now they're gone.
And life's not sad about it.
Life's got
other beautiful things.
I got this, uh...
I got this friend.
In Louisiana.
And she's got this house.
And it...
it used to be real nice.
I mean, it's fucked up now,
but you should have seen it
before the hurricane,
Before the flood.
I mean, it's...
got all these, uh...
porches.
And floors and staircases.
Anyway, she likes me.
You and me, we could
probably stay there for nothing
if we say, like,
we'll fix it up and stuff.
Hmm.
I'm telling you, man,
it's a real nice house.
Just needs a little...
Could be just like
it used to be.
-And what about your kid?
-Oh, him too, man.
Him too. Everybody.
It'll just be that kind of place
where everything's all right,
you know?
Where there's no problems,
where there's no endings.
Where nobody ever falls asleep.
Yeah, okay.
I'll come with you.
I mean it, man.
I know you do, buddy.
There's no doubt about that.
We could do all the things
we said we'd do.
And I'll really pay attention
this time.
Because that's the one thing...
you know...
we should have
really paid attention.
Take, uh,
40 as far as New Mexico.
I can get down
to the ten at some point.
Yeah, you'll be all right.
Yeah, I think so.
I'll see you, though, yeah?
-Yeah, of course.
-I told you there's this house.
Yeah, I'm coming down. I just--
you know, I gotta deal with...
But I'll be there.
Hey, I'll be there.
-All right?
-Yeah.
Hey.
It's just the beginning, okay?
-Yeah.
-Right?
-Hey.
-Oh.
- Y'all need a ride?
- Yeah, he does.
-He does.
-Oh, fuck, that's great.
Uh, hey.
Oh, yes. Yeah.
-I'll see you.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
-Keep the shirt.
Yeah.
Thank you.
I'll see you, buddy.
Ow, fuck.
Fuck me.
Ow, fuck.
Jesus Christ.
In that thing
that we live, move,
and have our faith...
in Pennsylvania, Charlie,
you have a question, young man?
Does God speak to me
in my dreams?
No, son.
God already wrote down
every word
he had to say in the Bible.
- Sometimes...
- Fucking piece of shit.
- ...in my dreams.
- Son.
- He speaks...
- Yeah, fucking tell him, kid.
- You tell him.
- He spoke once.
Every part of his message
is in that book.
- What?
- Talks and feelings--
- Son.
- Oops.
You called me tonight.
-I've been put in...
-You're a sack of shit, buddy.
- That's what you are.
- He talks in numbers.
- Yeah, that's right.
- Sometimes.
- That's right.
- He talks in music--
We all have arrogance.
We have feelings of inadequacy.
And it's true.
We are inadequate.
But don't let your feelings
change you.
Don't let your unwillingness
to feel inadequate
make a liar out of you.
Son, God spoke once.
It was written at
the beginning,
in the great Book of Life,
and your name
was no part of that.
I know God.
Oh.
Hey, officer.
-License, registration?
-Yeah.
-Yeah, this is my license. Here.
-Mm-hmm.
- This is the registration.
- Mm-hmm.
Long way from home.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Who is, uh, Sandra Siegel?
-Is that your wife?
-Yeah.
No, she's-- yeah, um,
we got a kid together.
Uh-huh.
Well, you were swerving
over the line.
Yeah.
Wait, what?
You-- you were--
you crossed over on the line.
What do you mean?
You been drinking?
No. God, no.
You drive here from Louisiana?
Yeah.
I'm going, um, home.
Uh-huh.
How long you been on the road?
Um, what time is it?
It's gone 4:30.
And Saturday?
Yeah?
Okay. I better, um...
-Just wait right here.
-No--
I'll be right back.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Um, let-- uh, officer?
Uh, officer?
Can I just, um--
-Hey, uh--
-What is it?
Let me ask you something.
You ever watch baseball?
Do-- do you like baseball?
Do you ever watch
the games around here?
Do you ever watch the big games
at the-- at the-- at the school
or a-- at-- at the big park?
Huh?
You like baseball?
So what's John doing?
Same thing?
I just around.
- married.
- To who?
To Hannah?
Yes.
-And, and, and--
-What a fucking pussy.
And he works at a bank.
-What about-- what about Elvis?
-Mm.
Elvis got arrested.
-Mm.
-Wait, let me-- let me guess.
-It's, uh, DUI?
-Uh-uh.
-Cocaine.
-Uh, see?
You already know everything.
You can just go back to Mexico.
To Mexico?
I don't know. It's--
It's been a really long time.
Where have you been?
Hmm.
You know, um...
John's not the only one
who got married.
Yeah, I'm just...
I'm sorry.
You're a dummy.
Hey, I'm sorry-- I'm sorry, too.
The fuck are you sorry about?
Um, well...
I heard about your dad.
I-- I'm sorry about your dad.
Mom?
Mom?
Eddie?
Oh, Eddie! Oh, God, oh, God!
Oh, my God!
-Oh, God!
-Where's Dad?
He's-- he's.
-Calm down, calm down.
-What the fuck.
What-- what-- Jeez.
Charlotte said he's sick?
-I told you not to swear.
-She said he's sick?
I know,
I didn't know where you were,
-you big son of a bitch!
-What was going on?
How could you not send me
an email or something?
I didn't want to worry you.
You didn't? Are you fucked?
-I--
-Jesus, would you stop it?
He's in the back.
In the bedroom.
Look at you.
Let me make you a cup of coffee.
Ooh, Charlotte
tell you about Elvis?
That was a big surprise,
hey?
I mean, you'd see it coming
since he was 15.
But you.
I always knew
you'd do great things, Eddie.
When you were
in New York, on TV,
I was so proud of you.
And then you hit the home run.
Everybody, Eddie, saw it.
Everybody.
For a team that started
and for Gil ,
tough game already.
I mean, this is a guy
who started his career in AA.
See where he is now.
It's still early
in this.
...The guy that could at one
time.
That's a guy that could impose
his will on the game.
Swinging a hard shot
down the left field line,
nobody's getting this.
chasing it in the corner,
makes a turn,
he's coming around.
the bases
and ends up on second.
And the tough day
continues for Gil.
Tough year.
Just because we have
the same fucking name,
- doesn't mean--
- Dude.
I mean, I've never
even fucking seen him before.
Everybody fucking seen him.
Sing the hunk o' hunk o' song.
- Okay.
- What?
Mercy, come on,
I'm not going to fucking--
You got the first one,
with a fucking year ago.
- I paid you that.
- That's seven, Elvis.
I paid you that.
There you go.
- Sing the words.
- I don't know the words. I--
Just do the--
just do what she did.
Come on.
Hey, I still got
something from before.
Oh, then sell
the shit, you old fuck.
- Don't call me that, I'm not--
- Grow a pair of nuts!
Come on, Mercy,
it's me, like fucking...
Eddie!
-Eddie!
-Dick n Balls.
Oh, my God..
You look good, man.
Y'all tatted up.
What's this? Who did this?
Elvis's brother.
Come on, let's go take
a picture of you right there.
How you been, man?
-You see Mom yet?
-What are you doing?
Fucking hanging.
-Where's John?
-I never see him.
Not since he, uh,
with, uh-- what's her name?
Can't believe
you did it without me.
You think life waits for you?
Wanna get drunk?
Fucking guy.
-Wait, that's two?
-Wait, where are you going?
-Go, go, go.
-I'm coming!
In Yankee Stadium,
he was like, boom, gone.
In, uh--
in, uh, Cleveland, right?
Yeah, man, you should've
seen me in high school.
- It was-- it was.
- Hey, Savannah!
- Eddie! Hey!
- God, fuck.
-You look great!
-Give me a second.
You know
what I like about you, man?
You never got too big,
like one of us here.
Eddie! When did you get back?
You look great.
I thought you went east.
- Hey,.
- What's up?
What about you? I saw you on TV.
- Just down south a bit.
- Oh, man.
I heard those things about
what happened to you.
-I just been kneeing it.
-Mm.
What's up, Elvis?
-Let me get you a round.
-Yeah.
Man, you ever fuck that girl?
Uh, yeah, you know.
Where's John?
Just, you know,
I haven't seen him.
Oh, come on, no?
I just haven't seen him.
Well, I guess
he's settling down.
Have a family.
Let's get those shots.
You know, I always thought
being this age,
I just kept pushing it back.
-25 is like 18, right?
-Sure if you squint.
27, 28, it's like 25,
and then settling.
Can't squint that much.
I went from 18
to 35 all at once.
It's a thing.
How old are you?
- Him?
- Uh-huh?
He's fuckin' old.-
. Ey.
Yo, Elvis.
Hey, fuck! Dude, fuck! Man.
-What the fuck?
-Fuck.
Why don't you lock
the fuckin' door?
Why don't you fuckin' knock?
The thing's busted.
Fuck.
Give me this.
So who's this dude?
-Who?
-Charlotte.
Oh. Yeah.
Harvinder.
How long has that been going on?
Oh, couple years.
What about you?
-What about me?
-You good?
Yeah, I'm fuckin' perfect,
motherfucker.
Hey, mushroom?
What? What? Come on.
Nothing. No.
Where are you living?
My own place for a bit.
The other side of the park.
-So what happened?
-Nothing.
Just tryin'
to fuckin' save money, man.
Why don't you just wait?
Next year, give me eight months.
Once I get my e-bike,
it's a totally different story.
-Getting an e-bike?
-Yeah, it's like a motorcycle.
Except you don't need
any bullshit.
No license,
registration, insurance.
Good.
-Yeah.
-Fuckin' right.
800 bucks, though, but--
You know, there's one for 550.
Fuck that, man.
Like, good butts,
good drugs, good bike.
Secret to life.
What are you laughing about?
Nothin'.
Motherfucker.
Not been seen in five years.
You're not hanging
in the sandlot anymore.
-You're just another fuckin'--
-I'm not-- Jesus, I'm not--
Don't think
you're coming back here,
fuckin' lording over me
back in the day.
You wanna stay at Mom's house?
You're just like the rest of us.
Who says
I'm staying at Mom's house?
Well, you're not staying
at Charlotte's.
What the fuck
are you doing anyway?
Fuckin' living, motherfucker.
Doing what?
A little of this, a lot of that.
Yeah, laugh one more time.
I'll fuckin' kill you.
Fuck you!
John...
John...
What the fuck are--
Je-- Eddie, Jesus.
I'll-- I'm-- just...
Fuckin' knock on the door
like a normal person.
I didn't wanna
wake up your wife.
- Oh, you fuckin'--
- Fuckin' guy.
- Fuckin' guy?
- You fuckin'--
-Fuckin' guy?
-You, you, you.
You're here.
-What the fuck? You fuckin'--
-Hey, you owe me 50 bucks.
-No, you fuckin'--
-You fuckin'--
What'd you wanna get?
says
you disappeared.
-I disappeared?
-No.
Where the fuck have you been?
Some kind of family man?
Huh?
What'd you wanna grow up for?
Look at you.
What are you guys doing? What--
Look at you.
Hair's going all gray.
Okay, get the fuck out of here.
What are you guys doing?
Face's looking
all worried and stupid?
-What are you guys doing?
-Driving around.
Yeah?
Don't fuck with us.
-I gotta-- I gotta fuck my wife.
-Let her do it herself.
Oh, it's-- we're on a schedule.
It's a whole thing.
- It's been five years.
- , John.
Hey, grown-ups are talking.
-Tomorrow, okay?
-All right.
Call me in the morning.
-I'll come by.
-Okay.
-Hey, it's good to see you.
-Don't be gay.
Shut up, okay?
-I'll see you tomorrow.
-All right.
Looking good, man.
It's a good look for you.
-Just be quiet.
-Rock and roll, man.
Fucking rock and roll,
motherfucker.
Whoo!
Oh, God!
-Give it to me.
-Oh, yeah.
Just give me a second.
Thanks, honey.
Fuck. Oh, yeah.
Okay. Yeah..
I want a baby.
Yeah.
-Yeah, let's make a baby.
-Okay.
John?
-You okay?
-Yeah.
Just-- Oh, fuck. Fuck me.
Just give--
give me a second, okay?
I got you.
- It's okay.
- Okay. Yeah, okay.
Okay.
- Oh, fuck.
- Hey, John!
Oh, Lord. I'm so sorry.
Oh, yeah?
Hey, John!
Ow.
He can't take care of himself.
Maybe just-- Thank you.
Enable the guy so he can, what,
never leave his adolescence?
Life's a blood sport.
You gotta get tested.
Uh, he was living
on his own for a little while.
He was, uh, on the other side
of the park with that girl.
What was her name?
- Janine.
- Yeah, Janine.
It's just not supposed
to be easy, life.
They had us over for dinner.
We drank bourbon.
-He threw up, obviously.
-It's not like that.
But other than that,
it was nice.
So, uh, what'd you do
down south, Eddie?
Were you still in sports?
I mean, behind the scenes
or off the field or anything?
I don't know.
What'd you do,
fucking kill someone?
No, no, no, I just
don't really think about it.
You know the past.
I just leave shit behind.
Okay.
Well, uh, are you staying long?
Uh...
do you have any plans
or work or anything?
You know, these fucking eggs...
- Okay.
- ...They're fucking delicious.
Thank you.
Let's go. Come on.
We're gonna walk around
for a bit.
- It's nice to see you, Hannah.
- I'll be back.
-I'll be back later, okay?
-Thanks for the coffee.
Come on. Hey, let's go.
Anyway, man,
that girl was a pain in the ass.
What's-- what's going on
with you, man?
Where you been?
Five years?
You should've made it work
just for those tits.
That's a long time.
You don't marry for tits.
I thought you were dead.
What are you married for?
What?
God, I don't know.
-Death and children.
-Yeah, you see?
You fucking--
I think that's a cop-out.
-Yeah.
-If you wanna do something.
-Sure.
-You know?
And you only got so much time
if you wanna build something.
-True.
-And in the long term--
Well, in the long term,
you're dead.
So you better get it
while you can.
Well, what?
You're gonna act
like you're not gonna--
You're gonna
hold it down and you--
you fuck it in the ass.
I'm just saying, man,
you can feel when it's time.
Time for what?
You know, time to...
Come on, man.
Time to settle down.
Jesus.
I'm serious, man.
When did you get
so fucking scared?
Oh, come on. I'm not scared.
I'm just-- I'm trying to act
like a fucking grown-up.
No, we're all
fucking scared, dude.
We're all fucking
scared out here.
Sailors on the boat to nowhere.
Deep, deep water.
Big fucking waves.
We can't see the other side.
And we're fuckin'--
just fuckin'--
And then all the way along,
there's these little
bullshit islands.
And you can stop at them
if you want to.
It's not where you're going.
It's not what you planned.
If you're too
fucking scared and tired
and you want to fucking--
you can stop
and live on Bullshit Island
the rest of your life.
I don't know what
the fuck you're talking about.
I really don't.
You think it's a woman,
but it's a bullshit island.
You're a bullshit island.
You know that?
Don't. No. Fuck you.
Fuck you.
Smoke that one for me.
I missed you.
Yeah, I missed you too.
Where the fuck were you?
I don't know.
What happened to you?
-See, you need me.
-What do you mean?
-You-- you don't know?
-You need me.
You didn't used to wear pants
like that when I was around.
What about this place?
They-- they-- they--
they did those fuck nights.
No, they closed it
because someone got stabbed.
-Just give me a hand over.
-Also, look at this.
-You can't just leave me here.
-No, dude. No, no, no, no, no.
You're gonna
fucking kill yourself.
Look at this. Bloodbath.
Still get high?
Oh, sure. Why not?
I hacked my first pot
right here.
Yeah, how's that working out?
It's great, man.
I feel fantastic.
Look at all the birds
on the field.
They look great.
I put in the new dugouts.
You know what I always loved?
Basketball.
But I'm too short.
Fuck.
Eddie? You all right?
Have you seen Charlotte yet?
No.
How do you feel about that?
It's fine.
What, that woman can't leave you
alone for a couple hours?
Who?
Oh.
I had three women.
In two states.
Two of them
knew about each other.
Of course.
Third one was from Louisiana.
Called her Jungle Pussy.
Jesus, man.
-Yeah, why'd you call her that?
-That's voodoo country.
They got voodoo women
down there.
I don't know, man.
I just don't know.
Come on, let's go to the spot.
Did your dad know about it?
We all knew about it.
It was the same time--
do you remember that summer?
-The chick from the pool?
-Oh, yeah.
The gym ropes, that whole thing?
Fuck,
I shouldn't have done that.
-Eh, it doesn't matter.
-She wasn't 14.
No, I knew she wasn't.
I just couldn't understand why
you wanted me to do it so bad.
Why I did it.
It doesn't matter.
It-- you mean you really
felt bad about that?
Well, she was only 12 years old.
Oh, we're fucking animals, dude.
I mean, really,
it used to be back in the day.
Besides, what were you, 15?
You didn't fucking--
You know, you were just a kid.
There's nothing so...
What, are you gonna
feel bad about that?
There's nothing, so...
I just wanted to see
if you'd do it. It's not bad.
We didn't fuck her.
Every time, man, fucking--
Fuck it.
Give me a cigarette.
I used to hit this thing
nine times out of ten.
-Oh, I know.
-With the old sign.
Anyway, it was the same time
that was going on.
You know, my dad was broke.
Like, so fucking broke.
And the whole time, he was
fucking around with this...
You should have seen
this guy's fucking car.
Dad could barely
keep the roof on.
This guy's fucking car.
Yeah.
- Money?
- Mm.
Where from?
Finance. Investments. Something.
Oh, like you're trying to do.
Oh.
Bless his heart.
Hey, let me ask you something.
If you could start again,
because I've been
feeling like that.
You know, like I'm 21,
just out of college or whatever.
What if I never played ball?
What if I was just
starting out in life?
-You know?
-What, like right now?
Yeah. No.
Whatever. Not just...
You could, though.
I mean, who says?
Just what if, John? Fuck.
All the choices you made,
what you did, would you...
What would you do?
Because you could do anything.
You know?
I'm starting a family.
Yeah, I know.
Fuck, John. Fuck, I know.
I'm just saying, you know,
there's everything out there.
You never left
the desert, right?
So if you're happy,
well, you're happy,
but you get a minute
to think about it.
All the things you might do
if you wanted to do them.
Just think about it.
That's all.
Life's supposed
to mean something.
Wouldn't want to miss it.
Just like your fucking father,
you goddamn disappointment!
- You know what?
- My food's.
- Would you stop it?
- Don't you swear at me!
Would you fucking stop it?
That' en--
- That's enough!
- You failure as a man!
- You're a failure!
- That's-- that's enough!
- You're a failure!
- That's enough!
- That's enough! That's enough!
- No.
I'm not
your fucking boyfriend!
If I'm here,
it's because I want to be here.
And if I want to drink,
if I want to fuck other women--
Jesus! That's fucked up!
Yo, Elvis!
What?
Where you going?
I'll go with you?
I don't know, can you?
24 volt DC power,
electrical right in the gearbox.
Just fucking slick, man.
Hey.
Fuck that chick.
Who, Mom?
Fucking Mom.
I missed you, man.
Yeah, me too.
She just...
Should have felt
that way, you know?
-What?
-Well, if that's why.
-Why what?
-You could've have call me.
You know, like, fucking--
you know,
'cause I never thought that.
Okay.
-Thank you.
-I mean, I wouldn't do that.
It's just like...
you know, all that time
and you never even--
and it's like--
it's fine.
It's just...
you know, if you don't want
to talk to Mom or whatever,
you still could--
'cause, like--
because you and I,
it's fucking you and me, dog.
Okay? It's you and me.
All right.
That's weird.
Elvis.
Hey.
Hey, sexy.
Ooh.
-Look at them pants.
-You like 'em?
-Get the fuck out of here.
-Wore 'em just for you.
Ooh, baby.
-You bring something for me?
-I-- I can't really.
Just not right now.
Come on, baby.
Don't be like that.
-Please don't.
-Come on.
Glory be.
Hey, are you going
to pay me this time?
Oh, that's not
very Christian, Elvis.
I'm not joking.
You know I'm good for it, Elvis.
My man's not playing around.
- It's just getting real for me.
- Your man Mercedes?
What-- so what?
Bitch, never fuckin' mind.
Oh, Elvis, baby.
You know, you shouldn't let
women walk all over you.
She's gonna kill me.
You gotta stand up for yourself.
All right, listen,
she's gonna kill me.
Next time, Elvis.
I swear. Next time.
Don't you worry, baby.
I'll make it.
I promise.
Oh, fuck.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Hey, this is-- this is my dude.
This is my dude.
You gotta fucking stop this.
Three shots of whiskey, bro.
-Every fucking day.
-This fucking prick again, huh?
You-- you got something for me?
Your coat almost
smells like ball sweat.
Get my sniffles on, man.
That his ex?
He won't let it go.
He's always perving up
wherever she's at.
He's got a weakness.
You're the ball player.
I'm Eddie.
Abdul.
What's up?
So is that when he moved
back home, when she left him?
Hard part of life
is it changes.
Some guys just go
from breast to breast.
He's like a big baby.
Be cool.
I'm cool.
I'm cool as ice.
Ice cold motherfucker.
Everybody having a good time?
I'm having a great time.
Look at this fucking jacket.
I mean, who does he think he is?
Right? Right?
No one wants to fight.
Hey. Hey.
I don't want to fight.
I want to dance.
What--
what--.
Please, Elvis, go away.
You broke
my fucking heart, Jeanie.
No one wants you here, bud.
You're so fucking gross.
Gross? Yeah.
Well, is this gross?
Actually, it is this.
-What about this?
-The fuck are you doing?
Get your weird
fucking boner out of here.
-Dude.
-Fuck.
You fucking loved it.
She loved it, bro.
She loved it, bro.
It's not even
fucking hard, dude.
Yeah, he's not even
fucking hard, Elvis.
It's not even hard, bro.
Buddy, come on.
Just take it fucking--
Who the fuck are you, man?
Eddie?
-Eddie Backus?
-Yeah.
-The ball player.
-Yeah.
Dude, Hamish Walker
from high school.
Oh, shit. Shit.
-How you doing?
-How you doing, buddy?
Don't touch my brother.
- Ow.
- Fucking--
get out of here, bitch.
You little fucking bitch.
Ow. Fuck.
All right. Come on, dude.
Let's just get
the fuck out of here.
Cool, man. Cool.
Yeah, we're going to gett
some more cocaine.
What are you doing, huh?
Nothing.
- Not you.
- Who's fucking cool now?
That's what I thought.
It was a woman.
A beautiful woman--
Fucking pussy.
Eddie, Eddie, help me.
Help. Help.
What's up, Eddie?
Hey. How-- how's it going?
You got 8,000 bucks on you?
8,000-- No.
Your brother..
...owes me a shit ton of money.
Yeah, I don't know--
I don't know
what to tell you, that--
I mean, that--
that sounds like Elvis.
I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry.
-Get my money.
-Okay, I will. I will.
-I will.
-Get my fucking money.
Fuck.
Fuck.
The fuck?
The fuck, man?
Yo, dude, are you okay?
Are you okay?
Hey, Elvis, dude,
you forgot your bike.
Dude, are you crying?
Hey, Elvis, are you crying?
What is
your fucking problem?
Like-- fuck!
Fuck. Fuck you.
I was just a kid. Fuck.
Calm the fuck down.
I don't even know what
the fuck you're talking about.
I'm in trouble.
And where's my little bro, huh?
Gone, like fucking always.
You can't do one thing,
one thing.
What then, huh?
What would you say, then,
with your fucking mouth?
Have fun.
Have fucking fun.
Fuck.
Dude. Dude. Dude.
Ouch.
Fuck you.
Don't move.
S-- stay right there.
Put your hands up.
I said stay right there.
I'll blow your goddamn head off.
I got him.
-Call the police.
-Wait.
Charlie!
- Call the police.
- Charlie.
-Call the police.
-Listen to me.
-Don't-- Listen--
-Quiet.
-Quiet.
-Listen to me.
I have a gun. Quiet.
Hands up. Hands up.
I will-- No, don't.
Ah. Charlie!
Ah. Damn you.
I'm gonna sh-- Call them!
Charlie!
Charlie, call--
Char--
Do it.
Stop it.
Get out. No.
No!
No, we don't need them.
No, we don't need them.
It's not a domestic.
I know, I-- I know, but it...
Okay.
I understand. I'm sorry.
We thought it was a criminal.
He's just an old friend.
Here. Can you tell the...
Oh.
He's-- he's not right.
He-- he is a friend.
He's just a little...
No, that is not necessary.
It was just a misunderstanding.
I'm sorry.
Okay.
All right. Thank you.
What are you doing,
coming in in through the window?
- I thought he was away.
- Who said that?
Knock on the door.
Understood.
You know, it was late.
I was tired. I was drunk.
-You-- you can't just--
-Didn't want to go home.
-Hmm, call up for a ride.
-I don't have my phone.
I thought--
your window was open.
I just wanted to sleep
for like an hour.
Who said that I was away?
Buddy, I just wanted to s--
I wanted to take a fucking nap.
Okay? I wanted to take a nap.
Man, you broke into my house.
Yeah, and so
then you tried to kill me.
-That's fucking civil.
-I didn't.
I had to kick your fucking ass.
I had to kick your fuck--
You know,
I had to kick your fuckin' ass.
Wow.
Oh, you putting some things
together there, champ?
You figuring it out.
That's smart.
That's very smart.
-Really smart.
-Shut up.
Shut up.
Just come here.
Shh. Come.
Come here.
Oh, man.
I forgive you.
Give it a fucking rest, man.
Really? Come on.
You used to have it all, huh?
And now it's all gone.
Is that why you came back?
Or did you just want to check in
and make sure
it's all still there.
You should do it.
You should tell him.
Tell him.
See, it's not about you anymore.
Does it hurt?
You tell him.
She's got--
she's got nothing to say.
-You--
-I already know.
I saw it.
I saw it yesterday.
It was there.
I don't.
They say time is a thief.
No, buddy, you don't understand.
You don't understand
what we meant to each other.
You don't understand.
You weren't there.
You were young. You were young.
That's what it meant.
You were young.
And you think
it's still there somehow,
but it's not.
It's gone, buddy.
And let me tell you
something else.
Being young, it's for pussies.
See life.
See it you take what you love.
You don't even know
what the fuck
I'm talking about, do you?
You used to be a winner.
Not anymore, little buddy.
That's fuckin' enough.
That's fuckin' enough.
- Not anymore.
- That's fuckin' enough!
Eddie!
Eddie.
Eddie, stop.
Let me out of here!
-Okay.
-Eddie, what are you doing?
Okay. Okay.
- Open this up.
- Eddie, what are you doing?
- I'm in love with you.
- Put the gun down.
- Okay, what do you need to hear?
- Charlie, come on.
It's taken me all this time
to get my head right.
My head's right, okay?
Okay? I'm in love with you.
Okay? We're happy now.
We're happy now. I love you.
Charlie, open this door!
Eddie, you need to
put the gun away.
You can't do this.
I-- I can do anything.
Charlie, I'm right here.
- No.
- Open this up.
Why are you looking at me
like that?
This is what love looks like.
Oh, please.
I want to call the police.
I'm calling them right now.
Let me out.
Charlie.
Touch me, touch me.
You love me.
-I do.
-Yeah.
This is love.
He's right, what he said.
Stop fighting, Eddie.
Stop fighting.
You have to
give yourself over to life
at some point
or you're not gonna make it.
Not in the ways that count.
Charlie?
I can't hear you.
I'm just...
I didn't mean to...
I'm confused.
Charlie,
what are you doing in there?
Charlie, what's happening?
Charlie?
-Eddie.
-Jesus Christ, man.
-It's just me.
-Fuck me.
The fuck are you doing?
Well, I went home,
but I was pretty high.
I just stood on the front lawn
for ten minutes
and didn't go in.
So I wandered around
for a bit and then,
well, you weren't home,
so I just...
I don't know.
You ever...
hitchhike at night?
It fucking sucks.
I don't remember
making decisions.
Isn't that weird?
Like, I don't remember
choosing my job
or my wife or my fucking car.
Like, just-- I don't remember.
Should remember that.
When I was like, 13, 14,
did this exercise in school.
You know, different jobs,
what they paid, etc.
Whatever.
You pick out your apartment
and your house and your car.
And they'd tell you,
"Oh, this costs such
and such amount," so on.
And you'd figure out...
Yeah, it was supposed
to teach you...
-I don't know, whatever.
-Yeah.
What did you pick?
I said I'd be a teacher.
Ew.
Why?
I don't know.
I guess I always wanted
the teacher to like me,
so decided to be a teacher.
I remember that exercise.
I said I'd be a ballplayer.
But they said I couldn't be that
because it wasn't on their list.
They had this whole list
of things that you could be.
I wouldn't let it go.
I kept arguing with them until
they kicked me out of class.
And Hannah's amazing.
-Yeah, sure.
-And she loves me.
-Well, you're easy to love.
-Thanks.
I don't know, I just want to
make sure I get it right.
That's all.
That doesn't sound like
much fun.
Well, what's the point?
Of fun?
I don't know, John.
Fuck the sun.
What's the point?
Fuck loneliness.
Fuck everybody.
Jesus, man,
I'm just an animal,
and you want to get it right?
Where have you been, Eddie?
I saw Charlotte tonight.
Really?
Hey, check it out.
Holy shit! Jesus.
-Ha!
-Okay.
I should--
I should probably go home.
You know,
this is a moment right here.
There's all sorts of
in between shit.
Doesn't really
mean anything, though.
All of a sudden,
there's just a moment, pow.
Don't be too scared
to pay attention.
It's probably
why you don't remember
your decisions.
I'm gonna wake up Elvis.
Well, he's not gonna
do it anymore.
Because he thinks
the bank sucks.
He's not gonna do it anymore.
No, I totally understand.
You got to do
what you got to do.
But-- but, Todd...
You don't sound like
a happy man.
What the hell's going on?
Hey. You quit your job.
-What?
-Oh, and...
your wife called.
-Shit.
-Six times.
Fuck.
Where the fuck are we?
Uh...
Nevada?
More or less.
What the shit, dude?
You said we were gonna
drive around a bit.
Yeah, you fell asleep.
You missed the whole thing.
Well, this is more than a bit.
Plenty of road, John.
Plenty of road.
What is that?
- It's food.
- Oh, fuck. Gross.
-Ew.
-Real men kill food.
That's one of the troubles
with our generation.
You gotta turn around, dude.
-Well, it's too late for that.
-Eddie, I'm serious.
John, look, you got no job.
-Yes, I do.
-You left your wife.
No, I didn't.
Well, she's not here.
Well, you can't--
What, are you gonna
hold me hostage?
- Eddie.
- We're going to Las Vegas.
I don't want to go to Las Vegas.
You don't know
what you want, John.
You said so yourself.
So why don't you get in the car,
let something happen
to you for once.
And then you'll take me home?
Don't even know
what the word means.
You're so full of shit.
Okay, keep that on your side.
I don't...
Okay, boys,
when we get to Vegas,
this is really important.
Now, actually, uh,
we're on a mission here.
The only way this works
is if we keep moving.
If we stop,
it's all gonna catch up to us.
What?
Fear. Mostly.
I need $8,000.
I know you do, buddy.
I know you do.
Dude, what the fuck
am I gonna do, man?
Well, what do you got left?
-Mushrooms, bit of coke.
-Ooh, give me.
What's that, like,
a couple hundred bucks, right?
Fuck yeah.
Here, uh, here, John.
Here.
It's important.
Ah, here, Elvis.
Atta boy.
We're gonna take that couple--
couple hundred bucks,
we're gonna turn it
into a million dollars.
I promise you that.
God talks to me in my dreams.
I've been dealing with people
like you all my life.
You got no fucking innocence.
You're out of your fucking mind.
Yeah, probably.
But at least I remember
what freedom feels like.
When was the last time
the oil was changed?
It's not my car.
Well, whose car is it?
-Hey, give me a cigarette.
-Yeah, that'll help.
You guys need some help?
Well, hello.
Hi.
We got no fucking--
We're, uh, we're--
well, we're stupid, you know?
It's a lost art.
I'm John.
When's the last time
you guys changed your oil, huh?
Oh, Fiona.
Never mind. I see it.
Oh, yeah?
Your thingamajig is busted.
His what?
What's the difference?
Fair enough.
Think you can fix it?
Sure.
Just gotta get it to the shop.
-Okay.
-Oh, no, wait, wait,
wait, wait,
we gotta keep moving.
-Dude--
-We stop, it's all over, John.
You know it is.
-I can rig it up.
-Yeah, there you go.
-It'll drive...
-You see?
...as far as the shop.
Hi.
You need a hand with that or--
Hey, you should come with us.
We're going to Las Vegas.
We're gonna win a million bucks.
I mean it.
I know a lot of guys say
they're gonna win
a million bucks, but we're gonna
win a million bucks.
We're on a, uh, a magic trip,
You know?
You got nothing better going on.
What's it, like,
a weekday or something?
You see? Can't even laugh
On a beautiful day.
Just let her work, dude.
I'm just having a good time.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
- What'd you take?
- Nothing.
Whoa.
-Dude!
-You got the wrong girl.
- Give it back.
- He didn't any--
-he's an idiot.
-Hey!
All right, dude--
You know how sick I am
of groups of men?
You get all together
and something happens.
Something happens?
He's just a fucking idiot.
Look at him.
-Look.
-Give me what you took.
Look, look,
look, look, look, look.
Here, here.
Okay? There's just
fucking nothing.
-I'm calling the police.
-Oh, come on.
Please don't. I'm so tired.
We don't have time for that.
Why don't you have to say this?
We don't have time for this.
We have to keep moving.
We have to keep moving.
We have. It's fine.
Eddie, it's fine. John. Eddie.
John, it's fine.
Who do you think you are?
I'm just a guy
having a good time.
That's all I am.
And you're making a big deal
out of some pieces
of fucking candy.
Right? You know, I get it.
He's-- he-- he went in your bag,
and you're a woman,
and that's, like, politics.
I get that.
But also, you know,
who gives a fuck, right?
Okay? Put the fucking
screwdriver down, please.
Come on, lady.
There you go. You see?
It's just.
That's all.
Fuck me.
So, you coming to Vegas or what?
- Are you kidding me?
- Come on, Eddie,
-just stop it
-It's fine.
-Do I look like I'm kidding?
-Eddie, stop it.
It's fine!
Jesus.
We're really nice guys.
I mean that. You'll see.
We got enough
drugs for everybody.
We got some money.
You got nothing better to do.
Come to Vegas.
I mean...
I swear to God,
I'll kill us all.
I'll do it.
You know, you're very uptight.
You're both very uptight.
You should stop it
with that face.
I mean it.
Stop it.
You're gonna hurt somebody.
Here-- here,
have-- have a cigarette.
Here. Smoking's cool again.
Hey, John.
Look. See?
You should stop it
with that face.
Really.
Sorry about before.
I was hungry.
Just shut up, okay?
I haven't eaten since,
like, yesterday morning, so...
I was very hungry.
Sorry.
I mean it. Here. Here.
Here.
That's not why
I got out of the car, you know?
This is kidnapping.
Whatever you're planning on
doing with me,
I'm going to make you hurt--
Do with you?
We're not criminals.
This isn't...
He's high, he took
a lot of mushrooms, okay?
I mean, he thinks
he's on some sort of...
quest or something.
He wasn't gonna shoot you.
I'm Elvis.
You know, like the singer.
Come on, it's an adventure.
You gotta give him that.
How about you give me
a little smile or something?
Okay, look, I'm sorry.
-I really--
-Get away from me.
Okay, I'm away. Jeez.
Hey, you're over the line.
It's just like a Harley.
Same tank, same frame, same--
well, everything.
I mean, it is a Harley.
It's just the whole thing's...
electrified.
Hey, check it out.
- Jesus.
- Dude, take it.
It's hot.
Yeah!
Yeah.
Yeah, it's shit.
Doesn't matter.
It's only symbolic.
That's one of
the things I realized.
- Everything is symbolic.
- Okay.
I'm pretty sure I'm a metaphor.
I know a guy who does it.
I mean, good little business.
In fact, I've been thinking
about getting into it myself.
Yeah, if I had
the right partner.
Maybe that's...
You know,
the more I think about it...
- Eh.
- Oh, my God.
Fuck you, cowboy.
Oh, go on.
-It's good for you.
-Fuck you.
Hey, Elvis.
Just keep your eye
on the road, Elvis.
No, no, I used to,
but, you know...
that's good stuff.
Come on.
Ah, fuck it.
Fuck.
I probably feel fantastic.
Fuck you.
Huh? Fuck you.
Ah. Jesus.
Eddie! Eddie!
Hey!
Is he dead?
I think he's dead.
I told you it wouldn't hold.
The tire's broke,
too, idiot.
Well, how does it look?
Like a busted car.
Yeah. Oh, fuck.
Hey, John.
Hey, wait.
Hey, Eddie,
check it out.
Looks like they just left.
What the fuck?
Is he gone?
You think he's coming back?
Fun.
No, I don't.
I-- I-- I think he's gone.
Fucking gone, man.
Hey, Eddie.
Who the hell is Sandra Siegel?
Your son? You have a son?
-It's not like that.
-Fuck's sake, Eddie.
He's three years old, John.
It's like having a dog.
-Jesus!
-He's fucking two feet tall.
I just need to
get my head together.
You need to be a man.
What are you doing?
What the fuck
would you know about it?
I know it's not a fucking party.
I know that.
I know there's more to life
than jerking off
in the fucking desert.
-You better fucking--
-What?
You sold me, man.
You really
fucking sold me, Eddie.
Don't you see
how important this is to me?
I gotta make it count, John.
I got to.
And I was so fucking close.
-To what?
-To touch it.
It was there.
Don't you see
how important that is?
It's like-- it's like
God's looking right at you
and he's saying--
he's saying, "Yeah, man."
-What a load of shit.
-I'm telling you, man.
You don't know,
I'm telling you how it feels.
I'm telling you,
it doesn't matter.
Everything fucking matters.
-Bullshit.
-Everything matters.
It's bullshit, okay?
You just don't want to get old.
I get it.
-No, I-- no, I--
-Yes.
You don't want to get old
and you don't want to die.
You wish
it was all more interesting,
but that's fucking it, dude.
Just like everybody else.
You're a fucking...
fucking cocksucker.
Trying so hard
to make it sexy, but...
you're just a coward.
I'm sorry.
John.
-I'm sorry.
-You took her credit card?
She fucking--
that woman took all of me.
I don't know.
I was looking for somebody.
Is she young?
Right?
I just needed somebody, John.
I needed somebody.
I was trying to--
I didn't want to
come back some fucking loser.
God damn it.
-What's his name?
-Who?
The kid.
-Your son.
-Oh.
What's your son's name,
you dumb fuck.
Lincoln.
Lincoln?
It's nice.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
You think I'm a piece of shit?
No, I get it.
I get it.
My head hurts.
Okay.
Me too.
Bye.
She forgive you?
Yeah. Of course she did.
She really loves me.
Yeah. You said that before.
Anything I do, she'd understand.
It's, uh...
I don't know.
It's like I got nothing to...
fucking bump up against.
Or something.
That make any sense?
I've been seeing this, uh...
at the office, this girl.
This woman.
Didn't even decide to do it.
Just fucking...
I don't know,
she put it out there,
and I just
fucking let it happen.
I mean, you'd think
I do something like that,
that's-- that's like a--
That's a big thing.
I mean, I'm-- I'm...
I'm cheating on my wife.
Sure.
Didn't even think about it.
Just fucking...
just fucking let it happen.
I'm a coward.
I mean, really?
I mean...
I said you're a coward,
but I'm a coward too.
Hey, come south with me.
-Hmm?
-Come south with me.
-I can't.
-But why?
That's not a town.
That's a fucking junkyard, man.
Fuck that place.
You don't love your wife.
Jesus, man.
I've been hanging
with you for two days,
all you ever said
is how good she treats you.
You know?
You never said, like,
"She's so hot,"
or like,
"the way she says stuff,"
or whatever.
I know.
You know, I know there's things
I can't do anymore.
I know that.
Like... like being
a ball player.
And, uh...
and Charlotte.
All sorts of things.
Just beautiful things.
And now they're gone.
And life's not sad about it.
Life's got
other beautiful things.
I got this, uh...
I got this friend.
In Louisiana.
And she's got this house.
And it...
it used to be real nice.
I mean, it's fucked up now,
but you should have seen it
before the hurricane,
Before the flood.
I mean, it's...
got all these, uh...
porches.
And floors and staircases.
Anyway, she likes me.
You and me, we could
probably stay there for nothing
if we say, like,
we'll fix it up and stuff.
Hmm.
I'm telling you, man,
it's a real nice house.
Just needs a little...
Could be just like
it used to be.
-And what about your kid?
-Oh, him too, man.
Him too. Everybody.
It'll just be that kind of place
where everything's all right,
you know?
Where there's no problems,
where there's no endings.
Where nobody ever falls asleep.
Yeah, okay.
I'll come with you.
I mean it, man.
I know you do, buddy.
There's no doubt about that.
We could do all the things
we said we'd do.
And I'll really pay attention
this time.
Because that's the one thing...
you know...
we should have
really paid attention.
Take, uh,
40 as far as New Mexico.
I can get down
to the ten at some point.
Yeah, you'll be all right.
Yeah, I think so.
I'll see you, though, yeah?
-Yeah, of course.
-I told you there's this house.
Yeah, I'm coming down. I just--
you know, I gotta deal with...
But I'll be there.
Hey, I'll be there.
-All right?
-Yeah.
Hey.
It's just the beginning, okay?
-Yeah.
-Right?
-Hey.
-Oh.
- Y'all need a ride?
- Yeah, he does.
-He does.
-Oh, fuck, that's great.
Uh, hey.
Oh, yes. Yeah.
-I'll see you.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
-Keep the shirt.
Yeah.
Thank you.
I'll see you, buddy.