Hidden in the Woods (2014) Movie Script

Who is he?
No, no, stop it, no!
Tell me his name.!
I'm not going to tell you!
Who is he?
Who is he?
I know, sweetie, I know, baby, last time.
Pobrecita, stay strong,
I'm gonna take care of you.
The boogeyman is not gonna hurt you anymore,
I'll take care of you.
- Anny, what are you doing?
- Nothing.
What do you mean, 'nothing'?
You're still playing with that stupid doll.
- It's not a stupid doll.
- Of course it is.
Stop it, leave me alone.
- You know what Papi says.
- I know, I know.
He says you're too old to play with dolls.
I know.
Look at me.
I don't play with dolls anymore.
Hello, Seor Costeos, Como estas?
Muy bueno amigo, I'm doing just fine.
It's a beautiful day, isn't it?
Heard you had your eye on that spicy little thing
from the market, with the nice round ass.
- Tell you something Oscar...
In my life, there've been a lot
of beautiful women with nice round asses.
What's one more or less?
Your daughters, they're
looking more lovely every day.
Even more beautiful than their mother..
Very pretty, indeed...
They're the best things I have, my pride and joy,
my flesh and blood.
Well, maybe one day introduce me to your eldest.
I mean, she looks like her mama.
I mean, who knows, maybe one day
she'll come and work for me.
- Get me six kilos.
- Yes, sir.
- I don't want to play with him anymore.
- With who?
You should never point. Never!
Yo, Bull Dog, heads up.
Startin' to slip, Bull Dog.
I think you been doing too much tequila lately.
Remember, buddy, nobody's irreplaceable.
OK, Uncle, we're done.
We'll settle up later.
- So how many kilos got left?
- Thirty, more or less.
All right.
Stay safe, Oscar.
Keep your enemies close
and your daughters closer.
Whatever you do, look out for my merch.
With my life.
Finish your fuckin' plates!
- I miss Mama so much.
- Me too.
I wish I could have spent more time with her.
You were just a bebe when she left us.
- Do you think she's in heaven now?
- Of course she is.
She's an angel now.
But she'll always be in our hearts.
- Why did she leave us?
- 'Cause she loved us too much.
Stick this rag in your mouth!
See, this is what happens when you go to school!
Push, push!
This is your fault!
Come on, Anny.
It's time to feed Michael!
Come on.! Brisa...
Michael, it's time for breakfast.
Bebe... Bambino, hi!
It's time for breakfast.
Sorry, Pa.
I'm sorry.
You OK?
I'm sorry.
No! No!
No! Ana!
Enough, enough!
- Ana!
- Get off of me.
- 911 What is your emergency?
- Yes, please, come quick, my father...
Your father?
Ma'am, is your father OK?
No, my father is not OK!
He's hurting my sister.
Ma'am, did you say...
- Ma'am. Ma'am, did you...
- OK, OK, we're sending officers.
- Papi, please don't leave us.
- Shut up!
If I hear one word out of any of you, one sound,
I'll fucking come back here
and slit your fucking throats!
It's OK, it's OK.
We're gonna get through this together, OK?
Just... calm.
We're gonna get you down, OK?
OK, Michael.
Good boy, Michael, just untie, OK?
Good boy!
Good boy, good boy.
- So sorry.
- It's OK.
- I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
- It's OK.
Why do we always get the shit calls?
Maybe you shouldn't call the sheriff,
a lecherous, low-down, limp-dick, son-of-a-bitch.
Well, maybe the sheriff
shouldn't have tried to get in my pants.
I should've kicked him in the balls.
It's my duty to uphold the law, right?
I'd like to see that.
Where the fuck do these people live?
You know what?
Fuck this.
Let's blow this off.
- Are you serious?
- Yeah.
This is a domestic abuse call.
I have zero tolerance for
any of this macho bullshit.
Come on, let's just do this.
You know what they call domestic abuse out here?
You are a sick motherfucker, let's just go.
- Look at this fucker.
- Oh, shit.
Look at this.
Hey, buddy.
Hello, sir, excuse me, seor!
Sir, turn off your chainsaw.
- What the hell do you want?
- I want you to turn off your fucking chainsaw,
and I won't ask you again.
And I want you to get off my property,
and I won't ask you again!
You're gonna wanna drop that chainsaw.
Drop it!
I'm on my own property,
I'm minding my own business.
- Drop the fucking chainsaw, right now.
- I'm on my own property, I'm minding my own business.
- You drop that fucking chainsaw.
- I'm minding my own business.
- Drop the fucking weapon.
- Drop it.
You drop that right now!
Drop it.!
- Help us!
- Help...
- Somebody help us!
- Can you here us, out there!
What the fuck was that?
- What the fuck was that?
- You stay here.
Don't you move.
Don't move, motherfucker.
You stay where you are
I said, don't fucking move.
Can you hear us?
Can you hear us?
This is the police.
Open the fucking door.
I'm shooting the lock.
Please, help us!
Please help us!
Don't move.
Our father, please, help us get away from him.
I've got two girls and a boy in here,
- Watch your fucking back.
- What?
Hai, go!
Go... go!
Run! Run girls, run!
Go... Girls... Run!
Officer down, get down here now.
- You want some, huh?
- I will fucking kill you.
You want some of this, what your partner got?
You want some, huh?
- Come on, you want some?
- Get back, you crazy fuck.
Come on, bitch.
Yes... I kill you.
Come on, Costello...
Ain't nobody, nobody gonna suspect our hogs
are carrying our drugs... Hogs?
What do you think, you're the first person
to ever think of that idea?
Look, you're a very smart man,
Ricco, and ambitious.
And I've gotta admit, you've earned us
a lot of money in the past.
But you have to understand that I conduct my business
the way I do for a reason.
But, baby, money is time, time is money.
- You have to remember who's the boss.
- Of course.
Come on, how many, how many years
we known each other, 10, 12?
- Eleven.
- Bam, there you go.
No problem, right?
You can trust me.
I know I can. I mean, we're good friends, right?
Yeah, we drank much tequila
together, fucked many seoritas.
- Am I wrong?
- No, that's right.
Don't ever try to fuck me, Ricco.
Now, go on, get the fuck out of here
go earn us some money!
Yeah, got you.
Sir, Oscar.
- Oscar?
- Yes, sir.
- Hey, it's Oscar.
- What are you doing calling me?
You don't call me, I call you,
when I want my merchandise.
- Yes, I know, I know.
- Then why the fuck are you calling me?
It's the cops...
I just killed two of them.
- I need your help to get away.
- Where is my merchandise?
If the cops catch me, we're both fucked.
Please, I need help.
All right. You go to the bus station.
In two hours, I'll have two of my men come,
and give you some money
so you can disappear for a while.
The bus station? OK.
Two hours, I'll be there.
But Oscar, whatever you do, you bring my merch.
- We're never gonna go home, Ana?
- Maybe, but...
- We still can't go back.
- Why?
Because if we go back,
the authorities will take Michael away from us.
- You wouldn't want that, would you?
- Mom, no.
Only God can forgive your sins.
Sir, you OK?
You're bleeding pretty bad,
do you want me to get you some help, sir?
- Army?
- Marine, sir.
Semper Fi, motherfucker.
Hands up!
- You, on the ground.
- Hands up!
Get on the ground now!
- On the ground.
- Down!
- Get on the floor!
- Drop it!
- We've got a problem.
- Yeah, no shit.
So where to?
Near the tracks.
I know a place that nobody goes anymore.
Wait, you don't mean Daddy's cabin?
It'll be safe enough for now.
- What, nowhere's safe with him.
- Don't start this again, OK?
Even if we were around,
he would never go back there.
Not after what happened with mama.
There's cocaine missing.
It's him.
I knew he couldn't control his ambition.
That settles it, we'll get rid of him.
- Who do you want to handle it?
- I will.
What? Why? Why not just
have one of the coyotes do it?
No, my friend.
When a man picks up a gun and steals from you,
that takes guts.
You can afford to show him
the honor and respect of a soldier's bullet.
But when a man smiles you in
the eyes and steals from you,
...it's personal.
I'll kill him.
So, what happened?
Well, uh.
The fucking bastard got himself arrested.
Stupid fuck.
I told you I never trusted that motherfucker.
You give me a job, it's done, properly.
Ricco, you keep your mouth shut.
This doesn't concern you.
Don't worry, boss, Oscar ain't gonna talk,
and even if he did,
the cops ain't gonna believe him.
He's a fucking lunatic.
Well, I think at this point,
we have to figure he's gonna talk.
Why are you laughing?
Do you find something amusing
about this situation?
But boss, Horace is still in jail.
I guarantee you, one word from me,
he'll find the location and take care of him, kill him.
That's a good idea... Come on.
Come on, let's have a tequila together.
You deserve it.
And you deserve that.
I don't like people laughing out of turn.
Drag him outside and feed him to my pigs.
Yes sir.
Shame to waste good tequila.
About the other matter?
Let him have his fun.
Get in touch with Horace
and tell him his uncle needs a favor.
- Hola, hello, hello.
- So where you headed?
- Down near Columbus.
- Oh, you're making a run for the border.
No, just going to my grandmother's house.
Well, hop in, little red riding hood.
Hermanita, come.
Oh, there's two of ya.
Actually, there's three.
Well, what am I gonna do with three of ya?
- If that's a problem, we can...
- No, no, no problem.
The more, the merrier, that's my motto.
Come on, get in.
We all set? Let's hit it.
You girls look hot.
I mean, it's like a furnace in here.
We're OK, we're used to the heat.
It's the damn air conditioner,
I've been wanting to fix it for weeks.
Why are you so bundled up,
are you sick or something?
No, we're OK, thank you.
You know, it's not OK.
Take your coats off and you stay a while.
We really appreciate you giving us a ride.
Oh, it's my pleasure.
Why did you stop for us?
- Hermanita.
- It's OK, it's OK.
You know it's not safe, for two sweet young girls
like yourselves and a special boy,
to be hitchhiking on the open road.
There's a lot of fucked up people in this world.
Why the fuck did he have to go in?
- He thinks he's the man.
- Yeah, but he's not the man.
Hey, Jed, I got a question.
- Will you be honest with me?
- Yeah.
Do you think he's smarter than me?
Dude, my fucking dog's smarter than that idiot.
I don't understand why a fucking lame like him
is calling shots for fucking Costello's crew anyway.
That's why I'm asking.
I have no idea...
He takes the orders...
I'm good at that though,
I don't understand why he's in front of me.
He should be fucking washing my drawers.
I still don't understand though, why.
why are you taking orders from him,
who's taking orders from Uncle Costello.
That doesn't make any sense to me.
Because I don't have any pictures of
Uncle Costello blowing a fucking goat.
- 'Cause that's what he's gotta have.
- That's how he got the job?
I don't know, but he didn't fucking just
get it on his merits, the guy's a fucking lame.
I wanna be number three,
'cause that's my favorite number.
Three, really?
But if you're... But, like,
if there's no number two, that's, like, the best.
Dude, you can't just skip number two,
you gotta have a fucking number two.
You've gotta have a number one, a number two.
You don't just go one, three.
But that's like...
If two dies, someone else becomes two, man.
You don't just fucking,
you don't retire his number.
...wanna be number two, two sounds
like fucking shit as just came out of my fucking ass.
Oh, you're fucking crazy, dude.
I'm just gonna fuckin' sit...
God, that booger's so bad.
Here he comes, here genius,
glad you could make it.
I do like his hair though,
it looks cool the way it's all, like, slicked back.
Well, that was quick.
I have to see a man about fuel.
Oil, we need fucking oil?
What do you need fucking oil for?
What the fuck is this?
There's a strawberry.
Fucking strawberry.
I want to talk to Horace, in the lockup.
Just fucking get him.
Do you want me to drive?
What the fuck you want?
Our Uncle Costello wanted me
to send you his regards.
Last night La Parco, Oscar Cocker, got locked up.
He's holding, and we need to know the location.
Hey, tell fucking Horace his mom says hi.
No wait, he's too fucking stupid.
So once you find the location...
Would you guys shut the fuck up?
Tell Horace I just fucked his mom.
Once you find the location,
I want you to make sure that Oscar is well looked after
in there,
- You understand?
- Understood.
Well looked after.
And once, I want you to remember that our uncle
never forgets a favor.
- Oh, you owe me big time.
- Get on it.
What is your fucking problem, man?
I'm trying to do business here,
and you guys are fucking around.
You know Horace is probably gonna
give him a back rub now, right?
Shut the fuck up.
Your sister, she sure is pretty,
but she don't hold a candle to you.
Uh, we've already been too much trouble,
a lot of trouble. You can let us off now.
You don't get off until I get off.
Leave me alone.
Hey, hey, hey... silence your dog.
Don't try to follow us!
God dammit, what the...
Get back in that car!
It's not far now.
Keep Michael close.
Michael close.
Hermanita, come on, hurry.
Why aren't there any people?
I don't know.
We should go inside.
Let's go inside and settle in.
- Beans.
- Gross.
OK, look, this will have to do for now,
and tomorrow I'll go into town
and get some more food and get some money.
- Money for what?
- So we can all get away.
I thought you said this was safe?
Well, it is, for now,
but sooner or later, someone's gonna find us.
Do you think dad is coming?
Maybe Papi, but I'm more
worried about Uncle Costello.
- Where are we gonna go?
- I don't know, some place far away.
Maybe we can go to the coast.
You know, I've always wanted to see the ocean.
Come on, Michael, out, just out.
Ahh, OK enough, out.
Go sit, go sit over there, please.
It's OK. It's gonna be OK, OK?
I'll figure something out tomorrow.
It's gonna be OK.
Surprise from Costello.
Costello, you?
- Fuck you!
- He sent you?
Oh, yeah, laugh, American, laugh.
You little pretty boy, you
come in here to suck my dick?
Costello says you have something from him.
Say that again?
I don't understand you.
- Speak English, puta.
- You motherfucker,
you know what you have...
- It's none of your business.
- You give the fucking drugs back now.
- Fuck you.
He sent you, a little ole boy like you,
to come in here and fuck with me?
A little boy like me?
You, fuck you.
I want to come with you.
No, Anny, you have to look after Michael.
Who's gonna look after me?
Don't leave the cabin, don't answer the door.
I love you.
It's gonna be OK,
we're gonna be OK.
- Can I help you, miss?
- How much for three bus tickets?
Well, that depends on where you're heading.
- To the coast.
- To the coast...
Here you go.
Can't you read?
All right.
Will this be a round trip, or one way?
- We're never coming back.
- That's too bad.
- Uh, 250.
- Dollars?
I'm not talking pesos, sweetheart.
Of course dollars.
There must be something that
I could, uh, I could do?
I don't touch the trash, OK?
- Anything else, miss? No?
- I'll be back.
Yeah. No, this wasn't a waste of time.
No, there's a huge untapped market out here.
Yeah, just keep laughing, Susan,
but some people actually appreciate a good idea
when they see one..
No, I'm not smoking.
Or whoring.
- Will you stop it?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
We don't tolerate shoplifters around here.
- All right, she's with me.
- Yeah right.
No, I got it, I got it.
This should cover it.
And that.
And, uh, those.
Thank you.
Here you go!
- Hey, hey, hey. Um, you OK?
- Yeah, thank you.
I would've paid if I had the money.
No, it was my pleasure.
How can I pay you back?
Thought you didn't have any money.
Hey, has anyone ever told you you're very pretty.
My father... my uncle.
I mean, they were wrong,
because you're beautiful.
And you have a killer smile.
I just checked out of my hotel, but...
my SUV is parked
right over there, if you want to talk?
That way.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna go.
No, no, wait, wait.
Hey, hey, wait, wait, wait.
You don't have to leave, I'm not gonna hurt you.
Well, my family is waiting for me, so...
- At least tell me your name.
- Ana.
I'm doing business at the
local bar in a couple days,
maybe I could see you again?
Why not?
It's for your family.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
Fuck you!
Anny, didn't I tell you not to open the door?
But I knew it was you.
- Yeah, but what if it wasn't me?
- It was.
Next time just be more careful.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Michael,
Michael, stop, stop, stop.
- Michael hungry.
- Go inside and wash up, OK?
Go inside.
Go! Come here.
If you don't hear five quick knocks at the door,
take Michael and hide,
you understand?
No, I'm serious.
Let's go inside!
Ah, in a minute, wait.
Baby, I want to say our prayers, OK?
Hold my hand.
Lord, bless this food, and bless our family,
What about mommy?
OK, it's OK.
Yes, Lord, please bless mommy up in heaven, amen.
- Amen.
- Amen.
Ricco, amigo...
Do you know why I asked Paul
to bring you here to me now?
Tell him, Paul.
We're missing five kilos of cocaine.
Five kilos of cocaine, Ricco.
That's a lot of money.
You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?
Did you steal my coke, Ricco?
You serious?
This is bullshit.
I would never steal from you.
You like my own flesh and blood.
Look me in the eyes, Ricco.
Look me in the eyes and tell me...
Are you the one who stole
my five kilos of cocaine?
Did you take what was mine?
Uncle Costello...
I was gonna tell you.
I swear to God I was gonna tell you.
I just wanted you to see
what the potential that we had together.
See, I know this guy in Miami, and he want
to buy all the drugs we can sell him.
I mean, we could be USDA grade
all over the country, all over the world, baby.
I just need a little more time.
I just need a little extra money, Uncle.
- I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- It's OK.
It's OK.
I understand.
You couldn't help yourself...
it's your nature.
Lift up your head.
Lift up your head!
A man should face his destiny like a man.
Stay on your back.
You steal from me, cabron,
and now you're gonna have to die like one.
It's Oscar.
He wants to talk to you.
What's he want, me to break him out of jail?
No, sir, he's here.
Good, I'm glad you came to your senses.
You didn't have to send your
man to get your drugs back.
- What do you want?
- What do I want?
I want my fucking daughters, that's what I want.
Listen to me, you piece of shit,
if you don't give me back what I want,
you're never gonna see your daughters again.
Yeah, we'll see about that, you fucking asshole.
- Pick him up!
- Get up, get up.
Are you listening, Oscar?
This is your future when you fuck with me.
No, no, no, no.
Ah, fuck, fuck!
Finish him.
Listen to me.
I want you to pick up Oscars daughters right now.
You don't find them, don't bother coming back.
Oscar wants to fuck with me,
now I'm gonna fuck with his family.
Who got you off the streets, huh?
Got you a job. I introduced you to Costello.
I was your original fucking boss,
and you want to kill me, you fucking Serbian faggot.
This whole fucking thing is falling apart, Paul.
- I said, finish him!
- Faggot!
You are a freak, man.
Mama, please don't think bad of me.
I'm trying to take care of Anny and Michael
the best way I can.
- Hi.
- Hi.
I didn't think I'd see you again.
I can go if you want.
No, I'd like you to stay.
That's why I came here...
get away.
Oh, yeah.
Does your mom know you're smoking that shit?
It's medicinal.
Yeah, I call bullshit, it's not medicinal.
Shit, it's my grandma's glaucoma.
Your grandma doesn't even have glaucoma.
- You're right, she doesn't.
- Give me some of that shit.
- Fucking hot out here.
- Shut the fuck up.
Did you hear something?
- Fucking... come on.
- I think something's watching us.
Dude, you haven't even started smoking it yet.
There's nobody.
- I wan...
- Fucking listen, listen.
OK, maybe not.
Did you hear that?
I think someone's watching us.
Where the fuck's the weed, man?
Where'd you put the weed?
I don't know, I didn't put it anywhere,
what are you talking about?
Dude, we're in the middle of nowhere.
I don't know, what the fuck
do you want me to say?
Shh, shh, shh, there's a fucking kid
in the woods right there.
Why don't you bring that back?
- Common!
- He kind of looks like a retarded monkey.
Come here, come here you little fucker,
we just want our fucking weed back.
Hey, monkey. Hey, buddy.
- How much more money do you need?
- 96 dollars and 75 cents.
Keep the change.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Hey, that is so I can remember your smile.
No, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Why don't you come with me to San Diego?
- What about your family?
- Fuck 'em!
- Well, what about my family?
- Bring 'em, bring 'em.
I don't know what to say.
Say yes.
It's not a good idea to bring
Anny and Michael into town.
So where should we meet?
You know that dirt road that
leads over the train tracks?
No, but, uh, I'll find it.
OK, I'll meet you right there,
at the edge of the road,
right at the tracks, at 9 a.m.
Hey, monkey...
Come back, come back!
Michael, Michael...
What's going on? What's going on, Michael?
What's going on?
What happened?
What happened?
Tell me what happened.
It's housekeeping, open up.
All right, open up...
or we're gonna huff...
and we're gonna puff...
And we'll blow your fucking house down.
Hey, monkey...
Oh, what do we have here?
Oh, hey, hey!
Hey, man, look at you, look at you.
I think she's gonna cook us something.
Yeah, that'd be great.
'Cause I'm fucking hungry...
What was that?
Turn around.
You OK?
Fucking take this.
Oh, you want to be rough?
I can give you rough.
You want to be rough with my friend?
Oh, are you taping this?
Are you fucking taping this?
Take this, take this.
Look at him, look at him, look at him.
She could be a movie star.
She's gonna be a movie star.
Look at the fucking camera.
You're looking?
You fucking bitch.
You fucking hit me!
Come here, come here!
- Anny!
- What the fuck happened?
- Oh, my God.
- I didn't mean to hurt anyone, I swear.
Michael didn't, either.
What did you do?
Oh, my God.
Oh, Jesus.
- What the fuck?
- What if they're looking for him?
What if they're looking for him?
No, there's no way anyone knows
they're all the way out here.
There's no way, there's no way.
Even if they did,
they're never gonna find us where we're going.
Where are we going?
Where are we going?
Just on thing
at a fucking time! OK?
Just give me a second.
OK, all right.
Get over here!
Help me get them the fuck out of here.
Get over here, grab his fucking arm,
grab his arm.
Stay right there.
I'll have a dog,
and nachos with the works.
Hola, caliente mamasita.
Do you need a ride?
'Cause I've got a good
mustache for you to ride on, so I can help you.
Son of a bitch.
Yeah, that was smooth.
Oh, she did good.
She likes me.
- Yeah, she loves you.
- You saw that, she fucking wants me.
Hey, what I want is breakfast,
you must have, like, uh, grits or something.
Ah, fuck it, do you speak English?
Can I get a waffle, just a waffle, square waffle.
A fucking waffle, really?
It's a greasy spoon, shit hole, hot dog stand,
you idiot.
No offense there, amigo.
For fuck sake, they'll have
what I'm having, three times.
What the fuck are you doing?
Don't be touching my...
Get your filthy fingers out of my food.
They ain't filthy, man, those is tats.
Yeah, they're my tats.
These are for fuckers I kill,
and these, I got just to even out the other side.
Fuck you.
- You know what I'm saying?
- You see that?
You see what I did there?
Tattoos are for pussies.
Oh, really? Really?
Oh, man, come on, why you
gotta say shit like that?
Why you gotta fucking be like that?
It's Bull Dog.
Bull Dog, I hear you're looking for Oscar's kids.
Well, I picked up
three hitchhikers, two cunt sisters.
OK, and?
Their retard bit my arm, I got
the bite marks to prove it.
You're gonna have to do better than that.
All right.
Will that do?
So where did you say these bitches are?
I didn't, and I won't, unless you pay me.
Well, what do you want?
Just text me some choice nudes
of their corpses when you're done.
You are one sick chick,
but you've got a deal.
- All right.
They're headed down toward Columbus,
near the Mexican border.
Said they're gonna visit
their grandma's cabin or some bullshit like that.
All right.
Saddle up, let's go.
What about the fucking hot dogs?
Let's go!
Yeah, I'm just gonna go
ahead and take these, brother.
Yeah, I'll come back, I'll be back,
I know.
You guys are gonna clean yourselves up.
Come on, let's go.
You're making a mess, you're making a mess.
Stop, give me that.
Give me your hand.
I'm sorry, Ana.
Michael no, that's poison!
What are we gonna do with this?
It must be worth so much money.
This is blood money.
We have enough money.
Oh, yeah? Where did you get
that money? Did you steal it?
No, I earned every penny.
- How?
- You don't need to know.
Ana, we have to get out of here.
- When Daddy finds out what we did...
- I have a plan, OK?
I got somebody who's gonna take us outta here.
- Baby, I'm so...
- When?
Tomorrow morning.
What the fuck's your problem, douche bag?
Get up.
You're my fucking problem, man.
Tell him if you've seen those two girls.
- Haven't seen those two girls.
- Bullshit.
- What are you doing?
- Whoa, take it easy, boys.
- A little visual aid, huh?
- Let me be thorough, yeah?
Yeah, how thorough.
Like I was saying,
I haven't seen those two girls, but...
I have seen that one little pain in the ass,
that pitiful little face of hers.
- So?
- Well, I might just have an idea.
Where the fuck is she?
Who's the babe?
That's your girlfriend?
None of your business.
I'm looking for two girls and a young boy.
What are you, some kind of cop?
- Do I look like a fucking cop?
- You kind of do.
I don't want any trouble.
Why don't I get you gentlemen a beer?
Go get 'em. Now.
Three beers!
Anyone seen...
these people?
These girls?
Anyone... seen these girls?
Come on. Somebody
must have seen them.
You? You?
- Is there a reward?
- Yeah, there is a fucking reward, man.
You know what it is? You get to
draw another fucking breath..
The bitch is his girlfriend.
- Who, him?
- Yeah.
Whoa, slow down there, skip.
Where you going?
I'm telling you, she's not my girlfriend.
Then why do you have a picture
of her on your cell phone?
- Oh, see, that's a good question.
- Oh that's a good fucking question.
Oh, bullshit.
Where the fuck is she?
Oh, what the fuck is that?
That's that same bitch.
Whoa, how many of these fucking
pictures have you taken?
- Do you know her or not?
- OK.
I only met her a few days
ago, she means nothing to me.
Good, then you don't mind
telling us where she's at.
I'm not from around here,
I would not know where to find her.
So you don't know where we can find her?
- No, I don't know.
- Oh, fuck you,
you know where she is.
- I wouldn't know.
So you're basically of no use
to us whatsoever, at all.
- That is a damn shame.
- The fuck is right.
Get his ass outside.
Which fucking way, man?
- Which fucking way?
- I don't know.
You don't know.
You better fucking pick one.
He's not sure.
I think he knows.
Oh, he knows. He just don't want to give it up,
and that kinda makes me want to shoot him
in the back of the fucking head.
It's that way, left.
- Are you sure?
- Yes, it's left.
Then that's the way we go.
How do we know you're
telling the truth there, bubba?
Yeah, well...
It's that way.
This don't lie.
What do you want me to do?
I want you to go inside and get me some donuts.
Come on, go get your girl.
Is this the place or what, boy, huh?
Come on.
Where's my bitches?
Who's there?
Dammit, he's gonna drag this out till the end.
- Come on, Bull Dog, you're having one of those days.
- Fucking porch,
get after her!
- I told you to run.
- He wasn't moving.
We're just going for a ride, come on.
Ah, there's nowhere to run.
- They're gonna kill us, they're gonna kill us.
- I won't let them touch you.
- Let's just go. We've got things to do.
Come on downstairs, will ya?
No, I like it here.
You want something?
- Can we go?
- Anything...
No. Please don't, please don't.
I like this one.
Please! No, no!
You fucking bitch!
Really, really?
Go... go!
I don't want to leave...
Go! Let's go!
What the fuck!
you fucked me and my uncle...
and I'm gonna fuck you
right where the sun don't shine, bitch.
Anny, just run, OK.
Hey! You move...
and I will blow her head off.
You move, until I'm done...
I will blow her head off.
Give me a reason.
I'll be OK.
You are such a little girl.
Such a pretty little girl.
He's too drunk to fuck.
Who sent you to kill us?
Who sent you?
My Uncle Costello.
But he doesn't want you dead,
he wants you alive and kicking.
- We're gonna do all the kicking.
- Anny stop, Anny stop.
- We need him alive.
- OK, go, go.
Get up!
Piece of shit, you fucking piece of shit.
Walk! I'll fucking blow your head off.
I'm gonna bleed to death.
- It's too quiet.
- Sir?
I don't like peace, I don't trust it.
As you know, some of our business
has gone bad this week.
That's why we must be more aware, more vigilant.
Especially when it comes to my family.
I don't want to have anything happen to them.
Anything. You hear me?
Family is the most important thing.
That's why I do what I do.
That's why I run this town.
- Do you have your gun?
- Yeah.
All right, I want you boys to promise me
that you're gonna behave.
And you, you mind your mother.
Give pop a hug.
All right, now off with you.
Are you not coming?
You promised you'd come to church with me.
I know I did, but I have some
last-minute business that came up.
You said that last week,
and the week before that,
and the week before that.
I know, my love,
but you must understand that in the world of God,
you are our emissary.
Me, I have to do man's work.
So go now, you have a date with God.
But if you want, perhaps later,
we might have a little date of our own.
- Go, it's a sin to keep the man above waiting.
- OK.
The football game's on.
We're gonna die out here in the fucking woods.
- You fucker.
- You...
- What the hell...
- Where are my babies?
Your babies...
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
- Costello's.
- Thank you.
Nobody messes with my babies.
Go with God.
Please, he's gonna die here.
Left or straight?
I said, left or straight?
- Say it!
- Left, left, left!
It's about fucking time.
Time to shut your mouth.
Ah, the gang's all here.
- Speaking of gangs, where's mine?
- Dead,
like you'll be if you don't leave us alone.
Is that what you want?
Your wish is my command.
Tell him to drop his gun!
George, put the gun down.
We're not stupid.
I didn't say you were stupid,
I was just trying to...
I told you to shut up!
It's our turn to do the talking.
All right.
All right.
- Talk.
- I will.
We want you to know that we
want nothing to do with you, or our father.
We're not gonna go to the police.
We just want to be left alone.
Now you can talk.
Regardless of what you think of me,
I'm a man of honor.
I don't trust him.
Ana, I don't trust him.
If you want to end this, you have to kill him.
Why are you laughing at me?
You wouldn't kill your father, would you?
My father's not here.
Oscar's not your father.
I am.
You want to know what I'm talking about.
I'm talking about that I fucked your mother,
and I think maybe now I'm gonna fuck your sister.
You looking for me, huh, you looking for me?
Here I am!
You're gonna shoot me?
I don't have to listen to you anymore.
You're not my father!
Anny, please, let's go.
- What are you talking about?
- He told me the truth!
He's my father!
No, no...
Maybe we just do this old school, huh?
Old school. Huh?
Eenie, meenie, minie, Moe, catch a...
Go to hell.
I'll see ya there...