Lady Terror (2023) Movie Script
1
(exciting music)
(thunder rumbling)
(woman groaning)
- Hey, drop it, man, drop it.
Drop it.
- All right, all
right, all right.
- Drop it.
Drop it.
- All right, all right.
- Huh?
Wanna go there?
Wanna go there?
(thunder rumbling)
You okay?
- Why are you helping me?
- It's okay, there's on
gentleman left on the planet.
(woman groaning)
Jesus.
Looks serious.
(thunder rumbling)
Listen, there's a medical
clinic two blocks from here.
Do you want me to take you?
My car's just there.
(woman groaning)
You look like you need help.
It's all right, you can
trust me, grab my arm.
(woman groaning)
(thunder rumbling)
(ominous tempo music)
- I'm sure it won't
be long now, mate.
- Mister?
Mr. Large?
You might as well go home now.
We'll take it from here.
- What happened?
- She has a miscarriage.
Really, you can go.
- Wow.
- I'll tell you what,
can you give this to
her for me, please?
Thanks.
(somber tempo music)
(man groaning)
(Large laughing)
(television crowd cheering)
- Oh.
- Oh, no, no.
- This is...
- No.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
(pleasant music)
- So, are you in
the mood today, hun?
- Mmmm, not really, babe.
I've gotta wash my hair
and get an early night
for work tomorrow.
(phone buzzing)
- Hello?
- [Candice] Hey.
It's me from the other day.
- Oh, hi.
- [Candice] I didn't get
a chance to thank you.
- Oh, that was nothing, really.
- [Candice] I'd really like
to thank you in person.
What are you doing now?
- Nothing.
- [Candice] I'll
give you an address
and you can come meet me.
- What, now?
(gentle tempo music)
- [Candice] Yeah, why not?
- Okay.
(somber instrumental music)
- Oh, hey.
- Hey.
Is Candice here?
- Are you Jake?
- Yeah, how'd you know?
- She's just about
to start rehearsals.
Take a seat.
- All right, thanks.
("Again" by Paris Marie)
There were things unknown
That I was never told
Your love is getting old
Doesn't mention my soul
I painted you in gold
And put you on a thrown
And what is it you know
How you wear this crown
You're just using, abusing
I say I love you
I was holding you strong
But I need to move on
From the things that you say
That you drive me insane
Now I need to be strong
Leave it you do me wrong
You leave me in the dust
I'm innocent
You leave me in the
- So,
did you like my routine?
- I wasn't expecting
that at all.
- Come on, let's
get out of here.
- What do you want to do?
- Can we go for a drive?
- Mm-hmm, good idea.
(pleasant tempo music)
(airplane rumbling)
- Say,
you married?
- Engaged.
- You happy?
- Not really.
- Poor baby.
- It's complicated.
- Isn't everything?
(airplane whooshing)
Take me home?
- Yep.
Sure.
(somber tempo music)
- Well, thanks again.
So, I guess this is goodbye.
(gentle music)
(engine rumbling)
(somber string plucking music)
(Celine moaning)
- What the fuck, Jake?
Fucking hell!
Jesus, Jake!
Fuck!
(Celine stomping)
(Jake sighing)
- So you say the dog
bit you on the face.
- Yes.
The owner had the dog sitting
on top of the
counter in the shop.
Can you believe it?
- Well that's illegal.
- Tell me about it.
- And you were there to shop.
- Absolutely.
And when I approached the
counter to pay for the goods,
I lean forward and
the little monster,
he scratched me on my cheek.
- Have you got evidence
of the assault,
like photos or medical reports?
- Yes.
- And did you require any
restorative plastic surgery?
- Oh, yes.
God, I've had, I've had it.
- And you can prove
that too, I presume.
- You bet your ass.
- We might have a case here.
- Well, great, because
I wanna sue that bastard
for all he's worth.
- So, as an actress, I
presume you lost income
due the time it took
to heal, et cetera.
- Definitely.
- Well I don't think
the type of dog
warrants a criminal case
to push local council
but I due believe we
can sue the owner.
- Oh, great.
- Any other questions
while you're here today?
- Just one.
- And what's that?
- How do you take your
eggs in the morning?
(Celine grunting)
- Calm down, will you?
Calm down.
Are you guys at it again?
- I don't know.
The usual, I guess.
- How long have you
been engaged for now?
- About a year.
- Mm-hmm.
- I don't even like
this stupid ring.
- Oh, come on,
that's a bit much.
Look, he's a good guy.
You could do worse.
- You reckon?
- Darling, you weren't
born into money.
He's on the up.
Why not hang in there a bit?
I know how relationships
can be really tough on you.
But I'm positive he worships
the ground you walk on.
- What?
So I'm just supposed to settle
to make everyone else happy?
- Calm down, I didn't say that.
- Dad, you're not
even listening to me!
- I didn't say you
could have a key.
(foreboding music)
Not again.
(ominous music)
(Celine humming tune)
(gentle piano music)
- How's work?
- Good.
- How are you going?
- Standard.
- No news is good news, huh?
I'm fine, by the way.
- What?
(dramatic piano music)
Dad came past today.
He said to say hi.
- Ah.
(phone buzzing)
(door slamming)
Hello?
- [Candice] Hey,
what are you doing?
- Sweet FA.
- [Candice] Can you come over?
- What, now?
- [Candice] I want
you inside me.
- You okay?
- [Candice] If you
come over I will be.
(somber tempo music)
(pleasant string music)
(somber guitar music)
(Candice huffing)
(Jake grunting)
(shower water trickling)
(Jake groaning)
- Who's that in the picture?
- That's my mom.
She's passed away.
- I'm sorry.
- Are you all right?
- Who the hell was that?
- That's my step dad.
(muffled sporting
event commotion)
(crowd shouting)
(muffled wrestler speaking)
(television crowd shouting)
(muffled announcer shouting)
(television crowd shouting)
(ominous music)
(nails clicking)
- Anton, this is Jake.
Jake, this is Anton.
(foreboding music)
- Anyway, look, I'm
late enough as it is.
I better get to work.
- Okay, babe, call
me after, yeah?
- Yeah, cool.
- So what are you?
- I'm a lawyer.
(ominous music)
Nice to meet you.
(gentle instrumental music)
- So,
did you wanna have a chat?
- Oh, so now you wanna talk.
- I called the office, they
said you weren't at work.
Did you go out last night?
- Yep.
- Is it drugs?
- Please.
- Are you gambling again?
- I'll pretend I
didn't hear that one.
- Another woman then.
Hmm.
Okay.
Good.
- Good?
- Well, I guess now's a good
a time to tell you as any.
I've met someone.
- Oh that explains it.
- It takes two to tango, Jacob.
- Took the words out
of my mouth, Celine.
(ominous music)
Fuck.
Fuck.
(somber tempo music)
(ominous music)
(somber music)
(Jake knocking)
- Well, hello there.
- Hey.
- [Candice] Jake, come in.
- Hey.
- [Candice] This is Tonina.
- Hey.
- Pleased to meet you.
- So Candice tells
me you're a lawyer.
- Mm-hmm.
- And you're engaged?
- Not anymore.
- What?
- Yep, as of about an hour
ago, engagement is off.
Say, can I used the bathroom?
- Yeah, of course, babe.
- Good choice.
- You think?
- He's perfect.
(foreboding music)
- Fantastic.
Oh, thank you so much.
No, I'll certainly be
in contact with you.
It's my pleasure.
Thank you.
Not a problem, you
too, have a good day.
Thank you.
Bye.
Bye.
Burning the candle
at both ends, are we?
- Look at you.
- What about me?
- You know, you're
too good for this job.
Why am I so lucky to have you?
- Don't speak too soon.
You know my real plan
is to become a PI here.
- Oh yeah, private
investigation.
You'd be good at that.
- Really?
- [Jake] Absolutely.
- Why is that?
- 'Cause no one will ever
expect you to be one.
You're too good looking.
(Ayla laughing)
- Jakey boy, you're
such a smooth talker.
Hey, you're not
wearing your ring.
(phone ringing)
- Lawyers Large,
Jake Large speaking.
(foreboding music)
Yeah, okay.
Yeah, hang on.
Just calm down, calm down.
Yeah, I'll come over.
(ominous music)
Yeah, all right, well I'll
handle it when I get there.
Yeah.
Just wait for me.
Okay?
I'll see you soon.
Bye, bye.
(ominous music)
- Hey, you just got here.
- I know, something's come up.
I'm gonna have to bail
but I'll be back later.
- You okay?
- No time but I'll
tell you later.
(foreboding music)
- What are you up to?
What are you up to?
(ominous music)
- Candice.
Candice, where are you?
Oh my God, you all right?
What happened?
- He came by breaking
in and uninvited.
- What, your step dad?
- I told him we were seeing
each other and he got angry.
- What, so he hit you?
- Fuck me.
(ominous music)
Just fuck me, babe.
(Candice moaning)
(Jake huffing)
- So what's the deal
with this place?
- It's my mom's
investment property.
To be honest, it's an Air B&B.
- You don't wanna stay
at the family home?
- [Candice] Oh, God no.
There's no way I could handle
living under the same
roof as that prick.
No way.
- [Jake] Fair call.
- Ever since my mom passed away,
that prick has just been
like a leach around me.
- Look, no offense,
but he did hit you.
I mean, why keep him around?
You don't need that
shit in your life.
- It's family.
Money.
Loose ends.
It's complicated.
- Isn't everything?
- Jake,
I want that fucker gone.
I just...
I just wish someone would...
kill him.
(foreboding music)
I want him dead.
Then I'll be happy.
Only then.
(car beeping)
(engine rumbling)
(gentle piano music)
- Moving out?
- What else, babe?
- Just my bag in there,
hun, and then we're done.
- Nice guy.
- You know, I used to
think you were good,
but compared to Lance,
you're pathetic.
- Glad it's working out for you.
Oh, you're all class, Celine.
Oh great, just more protection.
- Jake, I know
things haven't been
running smooth for awhile now.
- Hey, what do you think
I'm gonna do to her?
- I'm here because she
asked me to be here.
- Oh great, three against one.
- Dad, I'll be outside.
- Jacob, she's been
in a lot of pain.
- What, and I haven't?
I mean, mate, I've
been going through
my own pain too, you know?
- Sorry it didn't
work out, Jacob.
(melancholic music)
- Jesus, what now?
(phone buzzing)
Okay, hang on, hang on, hang on.
Slow down, slow down.
Don't worry, I'm coming over.
No, now, now.
I'm coming over now.
I'm out the door.
Now.
(lively tempo music)
- He's a lawyer, goddamn it!
- Hey.
I think it's time for
you to leave, pal.
- Cock sucker.
- What'd you say?
- Your key, goddamn it!
- Unbelievable.
(somber music)
- Hey, yeah, it's me.
You awake?
I need you to do me a favor.
Take out the trash.
(foreboding music)
- Oh yeah?
Well, I mean, the weather
seems okay, I guess.
- I thought it was gonna be--
- Hey!
I didn't expect to
see you back so soon.
- Ta-da!
- Oh my God, wow.
For me?
- Absolutely for you.
- You shouldn't have.
- Well I had to.
It's just a little sentiment.
Just to show you how much
I appreciate the fantastic
job you've been doing.
It's just amazing.
- Thank you so much.
- And you are so
great at what you do.
And if you ever need anything,
just let me know, won't you?
- Okay, I will.
(Jake clearing throat)
(Ayla laughing)
- Don't look at me.
- [Jake] Have we got
a vase in this place?
- Jakey boy, that's what happens
when you don't wear your ring.
(thunder rumbling)
(ominous tempo music)
- Huh?
Huh?
(thug grunting)
(punch thudding)
- Between the legs
since '84, buddy.
Now you are messing
with the wrong guy, man.
- Okay, okay.
Okay.
- And you're messing
with a lawyer.
- Yeah.
Okay, yeah.
- Now you're gonna tell me
who contracted you to jump me.
- Okay.
Okay.
- I'm listening.
Ah, hands where I can see 'em.
- [Thug] It's on
my phone, I swear.
- Give me a name.
- I can't, I can't!
All I've got's a photo.
Okay.
I don't have a name.
All I've got is a photo.
(ominous tempo music)
- Oh, fuck.
- You're not gonna
press charges, are you?
- Just get the fuck out of here.
(ominous music)
- I'm sorry, babe.
- Well, I'm involved now.
- But seriously,
we should kill him.
The planet would be
better off without him.
(foreboding music)
- How?
- Serious?
- Are you?
- I've thought about it hard,
I mean, once a month he
goes shooting rabbits.
- Where?
- In the mountains, not far.
I know exactly where
and it's routine.
I've been with him before.
- Go on.
- Well, it's his hobby.
He's all alone out there.
- So what's your point?
- Well,
I mean, if you had
a licensed gun,
you two could go shooting
rabbits, couldn't you?
"Pow, whoops.
"I shot the wrong rabbit.
"My bad."
I'm sure you'll
figure out a way.
(foreboding music)
- "Pew.
"Whoops.
"Shot the wrong rabbit.
"Sorry."
- Hey, my man, what's up?
My man, you look stressed.
- Oh man, I got
some shit going on.
I need a favor.
- Name it.
- You're not gonna like it.
I need a piece.
- Damn, dog.
What'd you get
yourself into now?
- It's just for a couple of
days, then I'll return it.
Listen--
- No, no, no, no.
I don't wanna know about it.
- So you'll be able to destroy
it when I'm done, yeah?
So you'll do it?
- Yes.
(sinister tempo music)
(birds chirping)
(gunshot booming)
- Ah!
Fuck!
Man, what the fuck
are you doing here?
- Sorry, mate, sorry.
I came down to make
peace with you.
- Oh what, and you
fucking shot me?
- Well, I was aiming
for the rabbit.
I was gonna surprise you.
- Oh, you fucking
surprised me all right.
- I think.
- Fuck!
- Don't move.
Listen, man, listen.
- Fuck!
- There's mobile around here.
I'm gonna have to take you
to the hospital myself.
- Shit.
- Come to the car.
- I don't think I
can fucking make it.
- Just put some
pressure on the wound.
Follow me.
- Aw, man, this sucks.
Fuck!
Ah!
What the fuck were you thinking?
(ominous music)
Oh, fucking hell.
- I'll get the door.
I'll get the door.
- Oh, shit.
Oh, God, fucking hell.
- You all right?
- [Anton] Yeah.
(Anton groaning)
Jesus Christ.
- Okay, you down, you lie
down a bit and get some rest.
- Oh, God.
Fuck.
You call the ambulance yet?
- No.
Afraid not.
And don't hit women,
you son of a bitch.
- [Anton] What the fuck?
Hey, you can't do this!
This would be murder!
Hey!
Hey, you're a fucking
lawyer, for fuck sake!
Oh, fuck!
Oh, Jesus!
(Anton screaming)
(ominous music)
(Anton coughing)
Oh no.
Fuck!
Shit.
(Anton coughing)
(ominous music intensifying)
(Anton coughing)
(fire whooshing)
(explosion rumbling)
(gentle music)
- Brought your lunch.
- That's a light sandwich.
- I owe you big.
- Yeah, you do.
(ominous music)
(melancholic piano music)
(door knocking)
- Hi.
- [Officer] Candice Knight?
- [Candice] Yeah, what up?
- I'm Sydney Constable
Charlie Parker.
This is my partner, Evan Moore.
- What can I do for you?
- Unfortunately, we're
here to inform you
that your stepfather's body
has been found this morning
and we'll need you to come down
to the station this evening
to identify the body.
- Okay, all right.
Yeah.
Okay.
What, what's...
What is...
Is there anything
you can tell me?
- Not at this stage.
As more information comes to
hand, we'll keep you posted.
- Okay, that's really, yeah.
- We're really sorry,
you have our condolences.
- Thank you.
I just need like a second.
- [Charlie] Sure, of course.
- Thank you very much.
Thanks.
(foreboding music)
I can't believe we did it.
He's actually gone.
- Yep.
And he's never coming back.
All right, let's
go car shopping.
- Hey, you.
- Hey.
- So, who's the pretty lady?
- She's special.
- Aren't they all.
(Jake chuckling)
Make sure you bring
her back in one piece.
You're not insured.
- Okay, of course,
you can trust me.
- Okay?
You better not keep the
pretty lady waiting.
(pleasant instrumental music)
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(melancholic music)
(Celine laughing)
- Stop it!
I'll get you!
(Jake laughing)
I love you, Jake.
- You too, babe.
(melancholic music)
(phone ringing)
- Oh my God, I did it.
Okay.
Let's stash it in my
place for the time being.
Go.
Just like in the movies.
It was in the
safety deposit box.
Can you believe it?
Okay.
Yeah, okay, all right.
Time to move into
plan B now, babe.
(foreboding music)
- Nope.
- Oh.
He's in.
Sorry, I didn't get you one.
I wasn't sure
you'd be in or not.
- It's all good.
- You okay?
- Engagement is
off, so I moved out.
- I'm so sorry to hear.
- Well, it's been
brewing for awhile, so.
- Still, it's gotta hurt.
I mean, you've been
a ghost lately.
What's news?
- Well if I told you
I'm seeing someone new,
you'd probably think I
was lying, or rebounding.
- Oh, wait.
Not Mrs. Doggy Scratch Face.
- No.
She's nice though.
So what have you
been up to lately?
(ominous music)
- We did it, we did it, okay.
Everything's here,
everything, okay?
Put it under the bed, don't
tell anyone, all right?
So what's?
- [Tonina] Has everything
you need, everything.
- Okay.
Gotta go to the club.
I'll call you, okay?
- Okay.
- All right.
Love you, bye.
(foreboding music)
(melancholic string music)
(Jake knocking)
- Jake.
- Hey.
So?
- Oh, come in, come in.
- So where's Candice?
- She'll be back later.
We can start the party
without her, it's fine.
- Party?
- Oh, you didn't hear?
She got the goods.
I mean, the
inheritance from Anton.
- What inheritance?
- Maybe I wasn't
supposed to say anything.
Come on, drink.
- Maybe we should
wait for Candice.
- No, no, it's all good.
She told me to keep you
company until later.
- And when's that gonna be?
- Late, late.
(ominous music)
(faint beat music)
Oh, I love this song.
So, I've seen the way
you look at me, you know?
- What do you mean?
Oh no, wait, Candice
is gonna kill us.
- No, it's all right, it's fine.
- It's fine, what do you mean?
- Oh, you don't know?
- Know what?
- She's bi, I'm poly.
(faint beat music)
- Oh, now wait.
Ugh, shit.
It will set me free.
Just using, abusing
I say I love you
I was holding you strong
but I need to move on
From the things that you say
That you drive me insane
Now I need to be strong
Leave it you do me wrong
(foreboding music)
- Now wait, hang on,
I can explain this.
- What's happening?
(door slamming)
- Oh, fuck me.
(Jake groaning)
- Where's my undies?
(glass shattering)
(foreboding music)
- Hold on, listen.
This new woman you're seeing.
- How do you know?
- Don't be mad at me,
I'm only trying to help
and you need it.
You know I'm on my way
to being a licensed PI.
- Okay, I'm listening.
(ominous music)
- Oh my God, I did it.
Okay.
Let's stash it at my
place for the time being.
Go.
Just like in the movies.
It was in a safety deposit box.
Can you believe it?
Okay.
Yeah, okay, all right.
Time to move into
plan B now, babe.
- [Ayla] This is her taking
a large amount of goods
from a safety deposit
box at the bank.
And this is her talking on
the phone to her girlfriend.
- Which girlfriend?
- [Ayla] And this
is her arriving home
and handing her the
suitcase with the goods
to keep it safe, I'm presuming.
- [Jake] Shit, that's Tonina.
- We fucking did it, we did it.
Everything is in here,
everything, okay?
Put it under your bed, hide it.
- [Tonina] Okay.
That's everything you need.
- Everything.
Okay.
Let me go to the
club, do my thing.
Call you later,
something like that?
- Okay.
- All right, hang tight.
Love you.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- So you do know her.
- You could say that.
Look, this is all great and
I'm flattered you got my back,
but right now this
is just photographs
of one girl handing her
girlfriend a briefcase.
(ominous music)
- [Candice] Okay, I'll get
you to help me stash it
for the time being,
and then you get ready and
wait for me at my place.
- How'd you get this?
- [Candice] It's time to
move to plan B now, babe.
I want you do seduce him.
Get him into bed,
I don't care how.
Fuck the shit out of
him if you have to.
- [Tonina] You're bad, girl.
(Candice chuckling)
- [Candice] I'll come over
later and bust you two together.
And then it looks legit.
(foreboding music)
Then we're out of here, babe.
Take the goods and run.
Fuck this town.
Mission accomplished.
- [Tonina] Okay,
honey, I'll do my best.
Love you.
- [Candice] Muah,
big kiss, and babe,
you're never going back
to that piece of shit
town that you're from.
You're with me now.
(ominous music)
- So that's it, I'm fucked.
- Not necessarily.
She's tying up
one more loose end
at the club where she works.
If you go now,
you can catch her.
- I swear to God, you're
a friggin' lucky charm.
You're a goddamn rabbit's foot.
I owe you big.
All right, I'll make a move.
I'll buzz you later.
Standby.
Wait for me.
(ominous tempo music)
- Excuse me, can I help you?
- Yeah, I'm hoping so.
I'm looking for
Candice, is she in?
- Sorry, she's not in.
(phone ringing)
Listen, we're closed.
You can't be here.
(ominous music)
(doorbell ringing)
- [Doorbell] Hello.
- Hello, can I help you?
(foreboding music)
- I fucking trusted you.
- Jake, what's going on?
- No.
Don't you dare.
- Okay.
- Hey, what are
you doing in here?
Get out, it's trespassing.
I'm gonna call the cops.
- Wait, wait, we
can talk about this.
What is it that you want?
(ominous music)
No, that's not for you.
- I rescued you that day.
I left my fiance for you.
I fucking killed...
I fucking killed
someone for you.
You get it?
- Jake, I'm sorry.
- No, no, no, no,
sorry's not gonna cut it.
(punch thudding)
- Elvis has left the building.
- What do you want from me?
- I just wanted your love.
But as for the way I
feel about you now.
- Jake.
- I mean, who the
hell are you anyway?
Really.
- Wait.
- Who are you?
(ominous music)
Good timing.
That's not what I
think it is, is it?
- [Candice] Tonina!
- [Tonina] Yeah?
- Jesus, what the hell happened?
- Some crazy bitch came
in, we got into a fight.
(Tonina groaning)
I think I need to
go to the hospital.
- What girl?
- I don't know.
We got into a scuffle and
this fell out of her pocket.
(ominous music)
- Where's the suitcase, babe?
- It's gone.
- What'd you say?
- The bitch took it.
- Fuck!
- Wait, I need help!
Fuck.
(sinister music)
- Just take it all, Jake.
Get out of town, make
a run for it, leave.
Just start fresh
and do whatever.
- Well, I guess you found
your new profession anyway,
haven't you?
(somber piano music)
- What's this for?
- That's for being you.
- This is goodbye?
- You'll always be
my rabbit's foot.
(gentle piano music)
- Gonna be okay?
- You know what to do.
You're gonna make a great PI.
(gentle piano music)
- I'm gonna miss him.
(phone ringing)
- Hey, listen man, whoa,
whoa, whoa, don't hang up.
Don't hang up, it
could be my last call.
- Okay, my man, shoot.
Say what you gotta say.
- Look, it's over,
man, it's done.
I don't know when or if
I'll even be coming back.
I just wanted to say thanks.
- Wow.
Okay.
- Oh, and check your mailbox
in the next couple of days.
You might have a little
something there for you.
- Peace be with you, Jake.
You know where to
find me, my brother.
- Over and out.
- This fucking guy.
- What on earth's
happened to you?
You look like hell, honey.
- Got into a bitch fight.
(traffic whooshing)
(lively piano music)
(lively piano music)
(foreboding music)
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music)
("Again" by Paris Marie)
There were things unknown
That I was never told
Your love is getting old
Doesn't mention my soul
I painted you in gold
And put you on a thrown
And what is it that you know
How you were this crown
You're just using, abusing
I say I love you
I was holding you strong
But I need to move on
From the things that you say
That you drive me insane
Now I need to be strong
Leave it you do me wrong
You leave me in the dust
I'm innocent
You leave me in the dust
Over again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
You've got a hold on me
It is an odyssey
You're ancient history
Why can't you let me be
It's such a mystery
Why I don't up and leave
But now I really need
For you to set me free
You're just using, abusing
I say I love you
I was holding you strong
But I need to move on
From the things that you say
That you drive me insane
Now I need to be strong
Leave it you do me wrong
You leave me in the dust
I'm innocent
You leave me in the dust
Over again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
(exciting music)
(thunder rumbling)
(woman groaning)
- Hey, drop it, man, drop it.
Drop it.
- All right, all
right, all right.
- Drop it.
Drop it.
- All right, all right.
- Huh?
Wanna go there?
Wanna go there?
(thunder rumbling)
You okay?
- Why are you helping me?
- It's okay, there's on
gentleman left on the planet.
(woman groaning)
Jesus.
Looks serious.
(thunder rumbling)
Listen, there's a medical
clinic two blocks from here.
Do you want me to take you?
My car's just there.
(woman groaning)
You look like you need help.
It's all right, you can
trust me, grab my arm.
(woman groaning)
(thunder rumbling)
(ominous tempo music)
- I'm sure it won't
be long now, mate.
- Mister?
Mr. Large?
You might as well go home now.
We'll take it from here.
- What happened?
- She has a miscarriage.
Really, you can go.
- Wow.
- I'll tell you what,
can you give this to
her for me, please?
Thanks.
(somber tempo music)
(man groaning)
(Large laughing)
(television crowd cheering)
- Oh.
- Oh, no, no.
- This is...
- No.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
(pleasant music)
- So, are you in
the mood today, hun?
- Mmmm, not really, babe.
I've gotta wash my hair
and get an early night
for work tomorrow.
(phone buzzing)
- Hello?
- [Candice] Hey.
It's me from the other day.
- Oh, hi.
- [Candice] I didn't get
a chance to thank you.
- Oh, that was nothing, really.
- [Candice] I'd really like
to thank you in person.
What are you doing now?
- Nothing.
- [Candice] I'll
give you an address
and you can come meet me.
- What, now?
(gentle tempo music)
- [Candice] Yeah, why not?
- Okay.
(somber instrumental music)
- Oh, hey.
- Hey.
Is Candice here?
- Are you Jake?
- Yeah, how'd you know?
- She's just about
to start rehearsals.
Take a seat.
- All right, thanks.
("Again" by Paris Marie)
There were things unknown
That I was never told
Your love is getting old
Doesn't mention my soul
I painted you in gold
And put you on a thrown
And what is it you know
How you wear this crown
You're just using, abusing
I say I love you
I was holding you strong
But I need to move on
From the things that you say
That you drive me insane
Now I need to be strong
Leave it you do me wrong
You leave me in the dust
I'm innocent
You leave me in the
- So,
did you like my routine?
- I wasn't expecting
that at all.
- Come on, let's
get out of here.
- What do you want to do?
- Can we go for a drive?
- Mm-hmm, good idea.
(pleasant tempo music)
(airplane rumbling)
- Say,
you married?
- Engaged.
- You happy?
- Not really.
- Poor baby.
- It's complicated.
- Isn't everything?
(airplane whooshing)
Take me home?
- Yep.
Sure.
(somber tempo music)
- Well, thanks again.
So, I guess this is goodbye.
(gentle music)
(engine rumbling)
(somber string plucking music)
(Celine moaning)
- What the fuck, Jake?
Fucking hell!
Jesus, Jake!
Fuck!
(Celine stomping)
(Jake sighing)
- So you say the dog
bit you on the face.
- Yes.
The owner had the dog sitting
on top of the
counter in the shop.
Can you believe it?
- Well that's illegal.
- Tell me about it.
- And you were there to shop.
- Absolutely.
And when I approached the
counter to pay for the goods,
I lean forward and
the little monster,
he scratched me on my cheek.
- Have you got evidence
of the assault,
like photos or medical reports?
- Yes.
- And did you require any
restorative plastic surgery?
- Oh, yes.
God, I've had, I've had it.
- And you can prove
that too, I presume.
- You bet your ass.
- We might have a case here.
- Well, great, because
I wanna sue that bastard
for all he's worth.
- So, as an actress, I
presume you lost income
due the time it took
to heal, et cetera.
- Definitely.
- Well I don't think
the type of dog
warrants a criminal case
to push local council
but I due believe we
can sue the owner.
- Oh, great.
- Any other questions
while you're here today?
- Just one.
- And what's that?
- How do you take your
eggs in the morning?
(Celine grunting)
- Calm down, will you?
Calm down.
Are you guys at it again?
- I don't know.
The usual, I guess.
- How long have you
been engaged for now?
- About a year.
- Mm-hmm.
- I don't even like
this stupid ring.
- Oh, come on,
that's a bit much.
Look, he's a good guy.
You could do worse.
- You reckon?
- Darling, you weren't
born into money.
He's on the up.
Why not hang in there a bit?
I know how relationships
can be really tough on you.
But I'm positive he worships
the ground you walk on.
- What?
So I'm just supposed to settle
to make everyone else happy?
- Calm down, I didn't say that.
- Dad, you're not
even listening to me!
- I didn't say you
could have a key.
(foreboding music)
Not again.
(ominous music)
(Celine humming tune)
(gentle piano music)
- How's work?
- Good.
- How are you going?
- Standard.
- No news is good news, huh?
I'm fine, by the way.
- What?
(dramatic piano music)
Dad came past today.
He said to say hi.
- Ah.
(phone buzzing)
(door slamming)
Hello?
- [Candice] Hey,
what are you doing?
- Sweet FA.
- [Candice] Can you come over?
- What, now?
- [Candice] I want
you inside me.
- You okay?
- [Candice] If you
come over I will be.
(somber tempo music)
(pleasant string music)
(somber guitar music)
(Candice huffing)
(Jake grunting)
(shower water trickling)
(Jake groaning)
- Who's that in the picture?
- That's my mom.
She's passed away.
- I'm sorry.
- Are you all right?
- Who the hell was that?
- That's my step dad.
(muffled sporting
event commotion)
(crowd shouting)
(muffled wrestler speaking)
(television crowd shouting)
(muffled announcer shouting)
(television crowd shouting)
(ominous music)
(nails clicking)
- Anton, this is Jake.
Jake, this is Anton.
(foreboding music)
- Anyway, look, I'm
late enough as it is.
I better get to work.
- Okay, babe, call
me after, yeah?
- Yeah, cool.
- So what are you?
- I'm a lawyer.
(ominous music)
Nice to meet you.
(gentle instrumental music)
- So,
did you wanna have a chat?
- Oh, so now you wanna talk.
- I called the office, they
said you weren't at work.
Did you go out last night?
- Yep.
- Is it drugs?
- Please.
- Are you gambling again?
- I'll pretend I
didn't hear that one.
- Another woman then.
Hmm.
Okay.
Good.
- Good?
- Well, I guess now's a good
a time to tell you as any.
I've met someone.
- Oh that explains it.
- It takes two to tango, Jacob.
- Took the words out
of my mouth, Celine.
(ominous music)
Fuck.
Fuck.
(somber tempo music)
(ominous music)
(somber music)
(Jake knocking)
- Well, hello there.
- Hey.
- [Candice] Jake, come in.
- Hey.
- [Candice] This is Tonina.
- Hey.
- Pleased to meet you.
- So Candice tells
me you're a lawyer.
- Mm-hmm.
- And you're engaged?
- Not anymore.
- What?
- Yep, as of about an hour
ago, engagement is off.
Say, can I used the bathroom?
- Yeah, of course, babe.
- Good choice.
- You think?
- He's perfect.
(foreboding music)
- Fantastic.
Oh, thank you so much.
No, I'll certainly be
in contact with you.
It's my pleasure.
Thank you.
Not a problem, you
too, have a good day.
Thank you.
Bye.
Bye.
Burning the candle
at both ends, are we?
- Look at you.
- What about me?
- You know, you're
too good for this job.
Why am I so lucky to have you?
- Don't speak too soon.
You know my real plan
is to become a PI here.
- Oh yeah, private
investigation.
You'd be good at that.
- Really?
- [Jake] Absolutely.
- Why is that?
- 'Cause no one will ever
expect you to be one.
You're too good looking.
(Ayla laughing)
- Jakey boy, you're
such a smooth talker.
Hey, you're not
wearing your ring.
(phone ringing)
- Lawyers Large,
Jake Large speaking.
(foreboding music)
Yeah, okay.
Yeah, hang on.
Just calm down, calm down.
Yeah, I'll come over.
(ominous music)
Yeah, all right, well I'll
handle it when I get there.
Yeah.
Just wait for me.
Okay?
I'll see you soon.
Bye, bye.
(ominous music)
- Hey, you just got here.
- I know, something's come up.
I'm gonna have to bail
but I'll be back later.
- You okay?
- No time but I'll
tell you later.
(foreboding music)
- What are you up to?
What are you up to?
(ominous music)
- Candice.
Candice, where are you?
Oh my God, you all right?
What happened?
- He came by breaking
in and uninvited.
- What, your step dad?
- I told him we were seeing
each other and he got angry.
- What, so he hit you?
- Fuck me.
(ominous music)
Just fuck me, babe.
(Candice moaning)
(Jake huffing)
- So what's the deal
with this place?
- It's my mom's
investment property.
To be honest, it's an Air B&B.
- You don't wanna stay
at the family home?
- [Candice] Oh, God no.
There's no way I could handle
living under the same
roof as that prick.
No way.
- [Jake] Fair call.
- Ever since my mom passed away,
that prick has just been
like a leach around me.
- Look, no offense,
but he did hit you.
I mean, why keep him around?
You don't need that
shit in your life.
- It's family.
Money.
Loose ends.
It's complicated.
- Isn't everything?
- Jake,
I want that fucker gone.
I just...
I just wish someone would...
kill him.
(foreboding music)
I want him dead.
Then I'll be happy.
Only then.
(car beeping)
(engine rumbling)
(gentle piano music)
- Moving out?
- What else, babe?
- Just my bag in there,
hun, and then we're done.
- Nice guy.
- You know, I used to
think you were good,
but compared to Lance,
you're pathetic.
- Glad it's working out for you.
Oh, you're all class, Celine.
Oh great, just more protection.
- Jake, I know
things haven't been
running smooth for awhile now.
- Hey, what do you think
I'm gonna do to her?
- I'm here because she
asked me to be here.
- Oh great, three against one.
- Dad, I'll be outside.
- Jacob, she's been
in a lot of pain.
- What, and I haven't?
I mean, mate, I've
been going through
my own pain too, you know?
- Sorry it didn't
work out, Jacob.
(melancholic music)
- Jesus, what now?
(phone buzzing)
Okay, hang on, hang on, hang on.
Slow down, slow down.
Don't worry, I'm coming over.
No, now, now.
I'm coming over now.
I'm out the door.
Now.
(lively tempo music)
- He's a lawyer, goddamn it!
- Hey.
I think it's time for
you to leave, pal.
- Cock sucker.
- What'd you say?
- Your key, goddamn it!
- Unbelievable.
(somber music)
- Hey, yeah, it's me.
You awake?
I need you to do me a favor.
Take out the trash.
(foreboding music)
- Oh yeah?
Well, I mean, the weather
seems okay, I guess.
- I thought it was gonna be--
- Hey!
I didn't expect to
see you back so soon.
- Ta-da!
- Oh my God, wow.
For me?
- Absolutely for you.
- You shouldn't have.
- Well I had to.
It's just a little sentiment.
Just to show you how much
I appreciate the fantastic
job you've been doing.
It's just amazing.
- Thank you so much.
- And you are so
great at what you do.
And if you ever need anything,
just let me know, won't you?
- Okay, I will.
(Jake clearing throat)
(Ayla laughing)
- Don't look at me.
- [Jake] Have we got
a vase in this place?
- Jakey boy, that's what happens
when you don't wear your ring.
(thunder rumbling)
(ominous tempo music)
- Huh?
Huh?
(thug grunting)
(punch thudding)
- Between the legs
since '84, buddy.
Now you are messing
with the wrong guy, man.
- Okay, okay.
Okay.
- And you're messing
with a lawyer.
- Yeah.
Okay, yeah.
- Now you're gonna tell me
who contracted you to jump me.
- Okay.
Okay.
- I'm listening.
Ah, hands where I can see 'em.
- [Thug] It's on
my phone, I swear.
- Give me a name.
- I can't, I can't!
All I've got's a photo.
Okay.
I don't have a name.
All I've got is a photo.
(ominous tempo music)
- Oh, fuck.
- You're not gonna
press charges, are you?
- Just get the fuck out of here.
(ominous music)
- I'm sorry, babe.
- Well, I'm involved now.
- But seriously,
we should kill him.
The planet would be
better off without him.
(foreboding music)
- How?
- Serious?
- Are you?
- I've thought about it hard,
I mean, once a month he
goes shooting rabbits.
- Where?
- In the mountains, not far.
I know exactly where
and it's routine.
I've been with him before.
- Go on.
- Well, it's his hobby.
He's all alone out there.
- So what's your point?
- Well,
I mean, if you had
a licensed gun,
you two could go shooting
rabbits, couldn't you?
"Pow, whoops.
"I shot the wrong rabbit.
"My bad."
I'm sure you'll
figure out a way.
(foreboding music)
- "Pew.
"Whoops.
"Shot the wrong rabbit.
"Sorry."
- Hey, my man, what's up?
My man, you look stressed.
- Oh man, I got
some shit going on.
I need a favor.
- Name it.
- You're not gonna like it.
I need a piece.
- Damn, dog.
What'd you get
yourself into now?
- It's just for a couple of
days, then I'll return it.
Listen--
- No, no, no, no.
I don't wanna know about it.
- So you'll be able to destroy
it when I'm done, yeah?
So you'll do it?
- Yes.
(sinister tempo music)
(birds chirping)
(gunshot booming)
- Ah!
Fuck!
Man, what the fuck
are you doing here?
- Sorry, mate, sorry.
I came down to make
peace with you.
- Oh what, and you
fucking shot me?
- Well, I was aiming
for the rabbit.
I was gonna surprise you.
- Oh, you fucking
surprised me all right.
- I think.
- Fuck!
- Don't move.
Listen, man, listen.
- Fuck!
- There's mobile around here.
I'm gonna have to take you
to the hospital myself.
- Shit.
- Come to the car.
- I don't think I
can fucking make it.
- Just put some
pressure on the wound.
Follow me.
- Aw, man, this sucks.
Fuck!
Ah!
What the fuck were you thinking?
(ominous music)
Oh, fucking hell.
- I'll get the door.
I'll get the door.
- Oh, shit.
Oh, God, fucking hell.
- You all right?
- [Anton] Yeah.
(Anton groaning)
Jesus Christ.
- Okay, you down, you lie
down a bit and get some rest.
- Oh, God.
Fuck.
You call the ambulance yet?
- No.
Afraid not.
And don't hit women,
you son of a bitch.
- [Anton] What the fuck?
Hey, you can't do this!
This would be murder!
Hey!
Hey, you're a fucking
lawyer, for fuck sake!
Oh, fuck!
Oh, Jesus!
(Anton screaming)
(ominous music)
(Anton coughing)
Oh no.
Fuck!
Shit.
(Anton coughing)
(ominous music intensifying)
(Anton coughing)
(fire whooshing)
(explosion rumbling)
(gentle music)
- Brought your lunch.
- That's a light sandwich.
- I owe you big.
- Yeah, you do.
(ominous music)
(melancholic piano music)
(door knocking)
- Hi.
- [Officer] Candice Knight?
- [Candice] Yeah, what up?
- I'm Sydney Constable
Charlie Parker.
This is my partner, Evan Moore.
- What can I do for you?
- Unfortunately, we're
here to inform you
that your stepfather's body
has been found this morning
and we'll need you to come down
to the station this evening
to identify the body.
- Okay, all right.
Yeah.
Okay.
What, what's...
What is...
Is there anything
you can tell me?
- Not at this stage.
As more information comes to
hand, we'll keep you posted.
- Okay, that's really, yeah.
- We're really sorry,
you have our condolences.
- Thank you.
I just need like a second.
- [Charlie] Sure, of course.
- Thank you very much.
Thanks.
(foreboding music)
I can't believe we did it.
He's actually gone.
- Yep.
And he's never coming back.
All right, let's
go car shopping.
- Hey, you.
- Hey.
- So, who's the pretty lady?
- She's special.
- Aren't they all.
(Jake chuckling)
Make sure you bring
her back in one piece.
You're not insured.
- Okay, of course,
you can trust me.
- Okay?
You better not keep the
pretty lady waiting.
(pleasant instrumental music)
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(melancholic music)
(Celine laughing)
- Stop it!
I'll get you!
(Jake laughing)
I love you, Jake.
- You too, babe.
(melancholic music)
(phone ringing)
- Oh my God, I did it.
Okay.
Let's stash it in my
place for the time being.
Go.
Just like in the movies.
It was in the
safety deposit box.
Can you believe it?
Okay.
Yeah, okay, all right.
Time to move into
plan B now, babe.
(foreboding music)
- Nope.
- Oh.
He's in.
Sorry, I didn't get you one.
I wasn't sure
you'd be in or not.
- It's all good.
- You okay?
- Engagement is
off, so I moved out.
- I'm so sorry to hear.
- Well, it's been
brewing for awhile, so.
- Still, it's gotta hurt.
I mean, you've been
a ghost lately.
What's news?
- Well if I told you
I'm seeing someone new,
you'd probably think I
was lying, or rebounding.
- Oh, wait.
Not Mrs. Doggy Scratch Face.
- No.
She's nice though.
So what have you
been up to lately?
(ominous music)
- We did it, we did it, okay.
Everything's here,
everything, okay?
Put it under the bed, don't
tell anyone, all right?
So what's?
- [Tonina] Has everything
you need, everything.
- Okay.
Gotta go to the club.
I'll call you, okay?
- Okay.
- All right.
Love you, bye.
(foreboding music)
(melancholic string music)
(Jake knocking)
- Jake.
- Hey.
So?
- Oh, come in, come in.
- So where's Candice?
- She'll be back later.
We can start the party
without her, it's fine.
- Party?
- Oh, you didn't hear?
She got the goods.
I mean, the
inheritance from Anton.
- What inheritance?
- Maybe I wasn't
supposed to say anything.
Come on, drink.
- Maybe we should
wait for Candice.
- No, no, it's all good.
She told me to keep you
company until later.
- And when's that gonna be?
- Late, late.
(ominous music)
(faint beat music)
Oh, I love this song.
So, I've seen the way
you look at me, you know?
- What do you mean?
Oh no, wait, Candice
is gonna kill us.
- No, it's all right, it's fine.
- It's fine, what do you mean?
- Oh, you don't know?
- Know what?
- She's bi, I'm poly.
(faint beat music)
- Oh, now wait.
Ugh, shit.
It will set me free.
Just using, abusing
I say I love you
I was holding you strong
but I need to move on
From the things that you say
That you drive me insane
Now I need to be strong
Leave it you do me wrong
(foreboding music)
- Now wait, hang on,
I can explain this.
- What's happening?
(door slamming)
- Oh, fuck me.
(Jake groaning)
- Where's my undies?
(glass shattering)
(foreboding music)
- Hold on, listen.
This new woman you're seeing.
- How do you know?
- Don't be mad at me,
I'm only trying to help
and you need it.
You know I'm on my way
to being a licensed PI.
- Okay, I'm listening.
(ominous music)
- Oh my God, I did it.
Okay.
Let's stash it at my
place for the time being.
Go.
Just like in the movies.
It was in a safety deposit box.
Can you believe it?
Okay.
Yeah, okay, all right.
Time to move into
plan B now, babe.
- [Ayla] This is her taking
a large amount of goods
from a safety deposit
box at the bank.
And this is her talking on
the phone to her girlfriend.
- Which girlfriend?
- [Ayla] And this
is her arriving home
and handing her the
suitcase with the goods
to keep it safe, I'm presuming.
- [Jake] Shit, that's Tonina.
- We fucking did it, we did it.
Everything is in here,
everything, okay?
Put it under your bed, hide it.
- [Tonina] Okay.
That's everything you need.
- Everything.
Okay.
Let me go to the
club, do my thing.
Call you later,
something like that?
- Okay.
- All right, hang tight.
Love you.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- So you do know her.
- You could say that.
Look, this is all great and
I'm flattered you got my back,
but right now this
is just photographs
of one girl handing her
girlfriend a briefcase.
(ominous music)
- [Candice] Okay, I'll get
you to help me stash it
for the time being,
and then you get ready and
wait for me at my place.
- How'd you get this?
- [Candice] It's time to
move to plan B now, babe.
I want you do seduce him.
Get him into bed,
I don't care how.
Fuck the shit out of
him if you have to.
- [Tonina] You're bad, girl.
(Candice chuckling)
- [Candice] I'll come over
later and bust you two together.
And then it looks legit.
(foreboding music)
Then we're out of here, babe.
Take the goods and run.
Fuck this town.
Mission accomplished.
- [Tonina] Okay,
honey, I'll do my best.
Love you.
- [Candice] Muah,
big kiss, and babe,
you're never going back
to that piece of shit
town that you're from.
You're with me now.
(ominous music)
- So that's it, I'm fucked.
- Not necessarily.
She's tying up
one more loose end
at the club where she works.
If you go now,
you can catch her.
- I swear to God, you're
a friggin' lucky charm.
You're a goddamn rabbit's foot.
I owe you big.
All right, I'll make a move.
I'll buzz you later.
Standby.
Wait for me.
(ominous tempo music)
- Excuse me, can I help you?
- Yeah, I'm hoping so.
I'm looking for
Candice, is she in?
- Sorry, she's not in.
(phone ringing)
Listen, we're closed.
You can't be here.
(ominous music)
(doorbell ringing)
- [Doorbell] Hello.
- Hello, can I help you?
(foreboding music)
- I fucking trusted you.
- Jake, what's going on?
- No.
Don't you dare.
- Okay.
- Hey, what are
you doing in here?
Get out, it's trespassing.
I'm gonna call the cops.
- Wait, wait, we
can talk about this.
What is it that you want?
(ominous music)
No, that's not for you.
- I rescued you that day.
I left my fiance for you.
I fucking killed...
I fucking killed
someone for you.
You get it?
- Jake, I'm sorry.
- No, no, no, no,
sorry's not gonna cut it.
(punch thudding)
- Elvis has left the building.
- What do you want from me?
- I just wanted your love.
But as for the way I
feel about you now.
- Jake.
- I mean, who the
hell are you anyway?
Really.
- Wait.
- Who are you?
(ominous music)
Good timing.
That's not what I
think it is, is it?
- [Candice] Tonina!
- [Tonina] Yeah?
- Jesus, what the hell happened?
- Some crazy bitch came
in, we got into a fight.
(Tonina groaning)
I think I need to
go to the hospital.
- What girl?
- I don't know.
We got into a scuffle and
this fell out of her pocket.
(ominous music)
- Where's the suitcase, babe?
- It's gone.
- What'd you say?
- The bitch took it.
- Fuck!
- Wait, I need help!
Fuck.
(sinister music)
- Just take it all, Jake.
Get out of town, make
a run for it, leave.
Just start fresh
and do whatever.
- Well, I guess you found
your new profession anyway,
haven't you?
(somber piano music)
- What's this for?
- That's for being you.
- This is goodbye?
- You'll always be
my rabbit's foot.
(gentle piano music)
- Gonna be okay?
- You know what to do.
You're gonna make a great PI.
(gentle piano music)
- I'm gonna miss him.
(phone ringing)
- Hey, listen man, whoa,
whoa, whoa, don't hang up.
Don't hang up, it
could be my last call.
- Okay, my man, shoot.
Say what you gotta say.
- Look, it's over,
man, it's done.
I don't know when or if
I'll even be coming back.
I just wanted to say thanks.
- Wow.
Okay.
- Oh, and check your mailbox
in the next couple of days.
You might have a little
something there for you.
- Peace be with you, Jake.
You know where to
find me, my brother.
- Over and out.
- This fucking guy.
- What on earth's
happened to you?
You look like hell, honey.
- Got into a bitch fight.
(traffic whooshing)
(lively piano music)
(lively piano music)
(foreboding music)
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music)
("Again" by Paris Marie)
There were things unknown
That I was never told
Your love is getting old
Doesn't mention my soul
I painted you in gold
And put you on a thrown
And what is it that you know
How you were this crown
You're just using, abusing
I say I love you
I was holding you strong
But I need to move on
From the things that you say
That you drive me insane
Now I need to be strong
Leave it you do me wrong
You leave me in the dust
I'm innocent
You leave me in the dust
Over again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
You've got a hold on me
It is an odyssey
You're ancient history
Why can't you let me be
It's such a mystery
Why I don't up and leave
But now I really need
For you to set me free
You're just using, abusing
I say I love you
I was holding you strong
But I need to move on
From the things that you say
That you drive me insane
Now I need to be strong
Leave it you do me wrong
You leave me in the dust
I'm innocent
You leave me in the dust
Over again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again
Again, gain
Again