No Way Out (2022) Movie Script
Did you get everything you need?
I saw you shooting me,
Stalker.
OK. OK, yeah you caught me.
So I'm...
Tessa. From Echo Park.
Look, I assumed shooting
you was OK since you were late
and I, I was just bored.
Aren't you supposed to offer me
a drink or something?
Right. Hey, yo, Stace.
What do you want?
Uh, Red-eye large.
What's up, Nicky?
Can we get two large
Red-eyes... in uh...
Sure thing. Yeah. In to-go cups.
So does photographing
unsuspecting girls constitute art for you?
It's a little creepy.
Creepy?
Yeah. Creepy.
Let me show you something.
Can I invade your space for a
sec?
Invade away.
Do me a favor.
Hold this knob and turn it
so it gets really close to your
eyes.
Alright, you see that? Yeah.
You got my scar.
You got a scar. Where?
Me too.
But, uh, that's not what I'm
talking about.
Look again.
What am I looking at?
How crystal clear the focus is.
Yes, it's very crystal.
Yeah, see...
A regular person wouldn't
just hold that pose for so long.
Kind of feels...
unnatural.
Usually when I shoot candid
shots, the subject would be moving
One inch this way, one inch the
other.
You lose the focus.
I lose the shot. OK.
You know what this feels like?
No. Educate me.
It almost feels like you stood
still because you knew I was there.
Like... maybe you liked it.
Here y'all.
Two large Red-eyes to go.
Oh, thank you so much.
Keep the change, alright?
You want to go for a smoke and a
walk?
I'm good with sitting.
What?
You don't like walking?
Not really.
Makes me feel closer to home.
Are you trying to take me on an
adventure?
Yeah.
Yeah
You ever hear of those, uh,
7-Eleven adventures?
No.
It's pretty wild.
All the cool kids are doing it.
You in?
Can I ask you a personal
question?
Sure.
So your pictures are very good.
What the fuck are you doing
photographing
shitty fucking SoundCloud
rappers?
This way. They were respected
musicians from East Los Angeles
thank you very much.
And to answer your question...
They paid me in pills.
You like pills?
I like the occasional trip to
Mars and back.
That's interesting.
Could be an adventure.
Yeah, maybe.
OK, this is me.
OK.
No, I live here.
Yeah, no I gathered, weirdo.
Do you need me to order you like
a ride or something?
No. I'll keep doing the Chicago
thing.
Hey, Nicky.
Yeah?
I did know you were watching.
You were right.
Right about what?
I liked it.
Hey, Ma.
Yeah, no, I'm on my
way to a shoot right now.
I can't really talk, alright?
Yeah no, the money's good. It's
a good shoot.
I got to pull up. Tell...
Yeah, tell Pop I said hi,
alright?
OK.
Hey, I love you ma. Bye.
Fuck.
It's too soft. Come on, Nicky.
You piece of shit.
That's not bad.
Hey, fuck face.
Hey, man.
So, what's this big fucking
news?
I got you a job,
and the pay is really great.
Just me? You're not going to be
in it?
No.
OK, what is it?
It's for Elixir magazine.
Holy... it's crap...
It's a shit magazine.
All about high key lighting
women in nothing next to nothing for
no fucking reason.
First off, that is not always
true.
And second, what the fuck
are you calling all these little cash
shoots that you're doing for spare change?
It's not me saying anything.
It's just point... and shoot some
shit.
That's it.
OK, well the spare change on
this one is 10K.
Still not interested, but thank
you.
Don't do that. Nicky!
Nicky, seriously.
Dude, you are way too fucking talented
to not be moving this shit forward.
I didn't move out here to go down someone
else's path and neither the fuck did you.
See, this is why I'm glad we
met.
We see eye to eye.
Yeah yeah yeah. Go fuck
yourself.
OK, I got to bail.
I've got a shoot.
What else we got?
What else we got?
Shit.
Shit.
Jesus Christ.
Alright.
Coming. Fuck.
I come bearing gifts.
Fuck.
Alright, now this is creepy.
Wait. How the fuck did you get
in here?
Door's fucked. Did you take all
these?
Yeah.
Oh, Nicky from Chicago can take
a picture.
OK, we have to get you out of
here
and, as luck would have it,
I come with a plan.
What exactly are we talking
about?
The People Who Actually
Fucking Live Life intro to L.A.
The No Bullshit tour.
No, I got a shit ton of work to
do.
No, you don't. Yeah, I do.
And also, I'm not into corny
fucking tours.
Well, are you into corny fucking
tours
on drugs?
Maybe a little.
Mm. That's what I thought.
No fucking way. This might be
the cheesiest fucking thing.
Yeah.
Isn't that what first dates
consist of?
Oh. So this is official, huh?
Maybe, if you're lucky.
OK, if this is the No Bullshit tour, then
I'm definitely gonna need more Molly.
Oh this? This is what you want?
Yeah.
Alright,
surfing is definitely a thing.
It's my thing.
And it will soon be done by all of the
tragically interesting people everywhere.
If you say so.
I still say it's dangerous, pushy as
fuck, and probably, probably illegal.
You like those drugs, right?
Yeah.
It's a little hypocritical.
Fine.
Yes, Tessa.
Yes, I like the drugs. Hmm. Hmm.
OK, so let's recap.
We got a little adventure.
Yeah. A lot of comedy.
Debatable.
And we're about to have
an epically romantic kiss
in the best view in all of Los
Angeles.
That wasn't cheesy, was it?
It was a little fucking cheesy.
What are you thinking about?
Champagne! No, fuck off. Why?
You've been in
LA for fucking far too long.
Champagne shots. Tequila? Yes.
Whiskey? Yes. Champagne?
No fucking way.
OK, fine. We'll toss a coin.
Heads, champagne. Tails,
whatever fucking shot
you need to feel like a tough
guy,
Tough Guy. OK, fine.
But I'm tossing the coin
because I don't fucking trust you.
Ready? Fuck!
(Clears throat) Champagne,
please!
Really? (Chuckling)
Oh! That is fucking disgusting.
Your face!
(Sniffing) (Laughing) Alright,
what do you want to do next?
I want to dance.
You can dance?
Oh yes. I can dance.
I might be the best dancer in
the whole world.
I move like a fucking fish in
water.
I fucking believe you. Can you
teach me?
Yeah, of course. What's going on
in there?
We're coming out to dance, man!
You're so damn good.
Sure.
No, I mean it. I mean it.
You need to be sharing this
point of view.
No, seriously, I've worked
with so many shooters.
And none of them have, like,
a tenth of your talent.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah.
Really? Hmm.
That's my favorite photo.
Look at those fucking eyes.
OK, enough of that crap.
I don't know what to think of
you.
Good.
Kind of...
Kind of scare me a little bit.
Good. Yeah.
Good.
Mm Hmm.
(Laughing) Fucking jeans.
Fucking jeans.
What are you doing? Don't move,
don't move, don't move.
No, I look horrible.
I have morning breath.
First of all, you're gorgeous.
And second of all, I promise
not to photograph your breath.
You are so fucking beautiful.
I'm gonna go get a coffee. You
want one?
Yes, please.
Alright.
Hey, I forgot my wallet.
Tessa.
Why are you going through my
photos?
Nick,
I just thought I could help.
Help?
No, Tessa. What the fuck are you
doing?
I was emailing
my designer friend Rudy
some of your photo series.
Who? Who the...
Who the fuck is Rudy?
Rudy is a friend, and I think
he'd really like your vibe.
And maybe he'd bring you in
to shoot his new line.
No, no, no, no.
Fuck that shit, Tessa. You
don't...
You don't fucking go through my
shit and send it to fucking anybody
without asking me first.
OK, you need to calm down
because you're yelling right now.
You see that, right? Yelling?
How am I yelling?
You're going through my shit!
You're fucking welcome.
Tessa, hey, um...
I'm sorry, OK?
I just
I get...
a little fucking crazy
sometimes and I just
I... I was an asshole.
Could you, could you please
forgive me?
I didn't mean it. I didn't mean
it. I didn't mean it.
Come on. Come on.
Come here.
Tell me you're not obsessing
over those photos. Shut it.
Huh?
What? What's up?
Nothing.
Alright. Where I'm from people
don't get
what I'm doing.
Actually,
my mother
she understood, right?
But my father...
when I told him about my phot-
photography.
The only thing he said to me was
I hope you like the taste of
black beans.
Meaning...
he didn't really think
I was going to amount to much.
I guess I'm trying to say...
Thanks for understanding.
You know?
OK, you're ready.
Ready for what?
Hey, how are you?
(Grunting) Good to see you, this
is Nicky. Come on.
What's up, man?
(Unintelligible)
Oh.
(Moaning)
(Moaning)
(Heavy breathing) Is that thing
still recording?
Uh huh. (Laughter)
(Unintelligible What?
Good?)
Ooh. Mmm. That's gross.
I want to
Introduce you to Nemo. Where is
that little slut?
Oh, there he is. Come, come on.
Nemo!
Sammy! Honey. Gorgeous.
Mmmm.
Look at you. You're beautiful.
This gold dress. Thank you.
Can I borrow it? If you
can fit your little tush in it.
You know I can.
How are you? I'm good.
You know, just spicing things up. While
more basic bitches flood the catwalk.
Oh my God, talking about basic
bitches,
look at these basic bitches.
Here, come with me.
Did you know that everyone is a
cunt here?
Cunt, Cunt, Cunt, C-
Who's your handsome
cutie pie of a friend?
And why haven't I seen you
at one of my poisonous soirees.
Wait, I know you. I do
I had sex with you in a dream
once.
Meow. What's your name again?
Uh, Nemo,
this is the photographer slash
brilliant artist that I told you about. Oh?
Nick Gatto, man. K. It's a
pleasure meeting you.
Yeah.
Yeah. I'm a big fan of your
lines, man.
Ping, ping, ping. Ping.
Especially...
Especially the sneakers.
Boring. Is he party trained?
I guess he is.
How dare you,
OK? How dare you come to this
party,
take my friend, drinking my
champagne.
Look at me.
Yeah, I see you in those bedroom
eyes, those cherry lips,
and you have the nerve
to think that somehow
I'm going to give you a job?
Is that what you think?
Well, you're right, it's your
lucky day.
I'm going to give you a job.
I'm going to give you a blow job.
Why did you laugh?
Sorry, it was too much. A
blow job?
I could have carried on.
You. Listen, man.
We were fucking with you, man.
You were fucking with me?
Truly. I'm sorry, man. She was
alright.
Hey, listen, I have seen your
work.
Is it like, Chicago inspired or
L.A.?
What's the deal?
Yeah, I shot some of it
in Chicago and some of it here.
And I moved to L.A.
because I'm trying to fucking figure
out, you know, where it's going. Hey mate,
We're all trying to figure out
what's going on.
I believe in you. You're here,
right?
Yeah. You're in town?
Yeah. You're going to put us in
contact?
Definitely.
Keep sending me your stuff, man.
Keep doing it and
maybe, you know, we'll do
something.
Wait.
What?
Are you fucking with me?
I'm not fucking with you.
You're fucking with me? Im not
fucking with you anymore.
Seriously,
I want to do something. Alright?
I dig it, man.
For real, OK?
Yes? Yeah. I'm not fucking with
you.
You're great.
I love you.
Good to see you.
I'm going to go mingle with
these douche bags.
I fucking love you.
Thank you. You're welcome.
Now, let's both go get laid,
shall we?
Yes. Thank you.
So what exactly is your plan for
me, sir?
You know, I was thinking
that this just isn't really working out,
so we should probably just call it quits.
Yeah, I was thinking the same
thing.
Good.
Because I can't stand you.
Tessa.
Tessa, you,
you gotta talk to me here.
Come on.
Please talk to me.
Please. Who...
Who were those guys?
I'm gonna have to get out.
What?
I'm going to have to get out of
L.A.
No. Mm mmm.
Tessa, you can trust me.
You know that, right?
You can, you can...
You can trust me.
Come on.
Just tell me what the fuck is
going on.
When I first got to LA,
(Sniffling) I went to a party
in the hills
and it was the end of the night.
I was about to call a ride.
I... lost consciousness. And...
My next
memory is by a pool.
I was completely naked on a pool
chair.
And the youngest one, his name's
Matteo,
he kissed me.
It's really confusing because
the way
that he was with me was, like,
I was forgetting that (Gulping)
like we were already together or
something.
And...(Gulping) I remember us
having sex
but it didn't...
didn't feel like rape
because he was being sweet.
And, well, I was out of it.
And I know that because
my next memory is the tatted up
one on top of me.
He was so much bigger than me.
He was rough and aggressive.
And then the next one.
It just went from,
like, confusing to a fucking
nightmare.
Like, how did I not remember
anything?
How was I so fucked up?
I remember them laughing and
they were taking
photos and videos because I'd
come to
and seen, like, a phone in my
face.
And it was fucking just a blur.
And...
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
Did, did you go to the police?
I tried.
So what happened to them?
I tracked down
the girl who invited me, and
she told me who these people are.
Nicky, they're not
the kind of people
you can just get arrested
and then it's over.
So, you think your only option
is to... is to...
leave L.A.
and run from this?
I can't. I can't. I...
I told myself that it was over.
You know, it was just like a
fuckin', a crazy
fucking situation
I got myself into with people
from another world
and I'd never see them again.
And I would never put
myself in that position. And...
they were fucking there. They
were there,
Nicky.
And they saw me.
(Unintelligible)
They saw me.
OK,
we'll pack up the car right now
and we'll get the fuck out of here.
We're out of here.
I'm not asking you to do that.
Nicky. (Sniffling) I've never
met anyone like you.
Somewhere in the middle
of the past few weeks
I fell in love with you.
Me too.
But, um... seeing them...
It just, it made me realize it
wasn't
a fucking dream or nightmare.
Its real, you know, and I can't
bury it and I...
They're fucking animals, Nicky.
No.
I can't.
I can't imagine you're not here.
I don't want to lose you.
Don't leave, don't leave me.
Because I, I, I...
I need you.
I do.
Do you need me?
Do you love me?
Of course I do.
Then kill them.
They don't deserve to breathe.
(Grunting) They don't deserve to
breathe.
Tessa,
are you hearing yourself?
You're asking me to kill people.
I... I ca-
I'm asking you to love me enough
to protect me from animals.
I... I can't.
I just, I...
I can't, I can't do that.
Hey, hey, I understand, I
understand.
Yeah. No.
Yeah.
Please, please, Tessa,
where are you going? I don't
know.
I can't stay here. Yes, you can.
No, I can't. You have a choice
here.
I don't have a choice. Yes, you
do. No, I don't.
I don't.
I fucking
don't! Yes, you...
Hey, how you doing?
Hey, where the fuck are our
girls?
I pitched our girls. But the
brand,
You know, they handle casting.
They do what they want.
You know how it is.
Who's that?
It's Vincent.
Did he hire these girls?
He might have had a say. It's,
look, he's great.
They're great. I talked to
them. They're really nice.
Look, I know it's not what you
expected, but they're really cool.
I talked to them.
No, this is... This is... This is
bullshit, Sam.
Look, it's just one day.
And you can just do your thing.
I'll figure it out.
Is he alright?
Yeah, he's great.
Eyes.
A little to the right to the
right...
to the right to the right.
Right here.
I want to do some blood effects
on her eyes
but I don't want it to be too
theatrical.
I just want a little bit
under, dripping down.
Like a blanket, like a red
blanket.
Faith,
where's that blood?
Hey man, um, can I get a
quick minute, if that's OK?
Yeah. Sorry about that. Sorry.
Sorry.
Just over here. Yeah.
This isn't the aesthetic we
agreed on.
What are you trying to do?
Yeah, I'm just going to pivot.
Pivot?
She's wearing pale makeup.
This is meant to be high
fashion. What's going on here?
It's going to be great.
Alright?
Clea, Moira,
can I get you over here?
Just down on here?
Yeah.
Let's have you lay down.
Looks great.
Put you over here for a sec.
Alright
what I'm going to do is put
you feet first here. Uh huh.
Get you right down here.
Hey, Faith, can you come here
for a sec?
(Unintelligible) Looks great.
Yeah.
Can I...
(Sigh) Yes.
Both of you look up into... Yup.
Thank you. You guys are great.
Bring that arm right back where
it was.
And yup... up.
Hey, I want to talk about this.
It's just another shoot.
Fuck it.
That is not what I'm talking
about and
you know that. You are obviously
hurting.
What's going on? It's just
fucking life,
Now, she's gone. (Sniffling)
She's gone. I don't know where
the fuck
she is. She's gone. Look, I'm
sorry to hear that, man,
I am. OK but that shoot was not what we
had talked about and it was some dark shit.
What are you saying? (Sniffling)
You just said it was genius.
And fucking Vince?
He loves it. Yeah. So, what's
the issue?
Yes, I did.
And obviously he does.
But the point is, I don't
know where it's coming from
and I'm trying to make sure that
you're OK.
Just give me a fucking break,
alright?
Hey, it's Tessa,
leave a message.
Hey, it's me... um...
Could you please just call me
back, huh?
I just I...
I got to hear your voice,
you know, I just got to know
you're alright.
I mean, come on
this can't be it and all that.
You know, you know,
you know.
Just please call me back,
alright?
It's OK.
You don't have to come back.
Tessa, come back. Tessa. Tessa,
come back.
Come back. Where are you? Come
back.
Tessa. Where are you?
Tessa.
Come back Tessa, come back.
Please come back.
Tessa...
We've got to find another way.
I can't.
I can't do it.
How could you say you'd
protect me and then betray me?
Betray you?
Tessa, I...
I love you.
No, you don't. No, you don't.
No. Yeah. No, you're
just like everyone else, you're
leaving me.
Tessa!
I'm trying not to abandon you.
No, I already told you who
these fucking men are, OK?
And when they beat this, and
make no fucking mistake, they will,
who do you think they're going
to come after?
I'll do it.
But you can't stay here.
I'm also going to need
everything that
you got on 'em.
If this cocksucker's home.
Matteo!
Yo, Matteo!
Fucking call this guy.
Thanks.
Shit.
Hi, uh, can I get two steak
tacos and a horchata?
What's up?
Yeah, nine's good.
No, not tomorrow,
I need to do it tonight.
Yeah, it's just a
lot of shit to move.
Who the fuck are you,
motherfucker? (Grunting)
Why you following me, fucker?
(Grunting)
Alright, I'm meeting him at
the door right now. Don't worry.
Hey. Hey.
You must be Nick.
Thanks for getting here so
quick.
We're really excited
to be working with you.
I know Nemo is for sure.
Uh, you can set up anywhere.
Can I get you anything?
Yeah, a water and a...
a Red-eye.
Yeah, of course.
Nemo,
we have 30 projects,
I can't confirm anything.
This is a solid, this is a solid
idea.
It's not a solid idea. I'm not
going to approve.
Find me something interesting.
Otherwise, I'm not interested.
Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick. Nick.
Hey, man.
Thanks for doing this
last minute. I appreciate it.
I really do. You know, it's like I said
on the message, I want you to (Inhaling)
Run with this. Nick, Nick, you
with me?
What happened to your lip?
(Grunting)
Huh?
Oh yeah, I get it.
Art.
Oh, Sammy, where's Sammy?
Oh, she's sick.
Well, who brought these girls?
Are these? Sasha? Yeah.
The fuck are these girls?
We had to book them last minute.
We booked them? Yeah.
But they're fine. Shhh.
Don't embarrass them.
Nick.
Hey, listen to me.
Do you like these girls? I can
change these girls
If you don't like these girls.
Don't be shy.
Just tell me the truth. I can give a
fuck about these girls. I can get you
nice girls.
No, they're great.
You sure? Yeah. OK.
Be free.
Inspire me.
Why you following me, fucker?
These are the best shoes
in the fucking world,
alright? Knife up
like you've held a knife before.
Yeah, right there.
What the fuck do you want?
You thought you could fuck with
me, huh?
Just be natural
that's all I fucking need,
alright? Don't act.
Be natural. Alright?
Fuck you. (Grunting)
Close, close, close, fucking
closing.
(Grunting)
(Grunting)
Groaning
Groaning
I'm asking you this one time.
Why'd you kill Victor?
What the fuck do you want
from us? I don't know anything!
It was a fucking accident!
It was an accident! Tell me what
you're talking about... I don't know!
I don't kn-Why?
FUCK!
FUUUUCK!
Pick up your phone, pick up your
fucking phone,
pick up your fucking phone.
Pick it.
Hey, it's Tessa, leave a
message.
Tessa. (Grunting) Tessa, it's
Nicky.
Pick up your phone.
Pick up your fucking phone,
please.
Pick up your fucking phone!
Please! Pick it up!
Pick up your fucking phone!
Where the fuck are you?
Pick up your fucking phone!
Hey, Ma.
Yeah. No, no, I'm fine...
I'm fine.
Yeah, I'm just calling
I uh...
I just miss you, that's all.
You know?
I miss you and uh...
Yeah.
No, no, don't...
Don't worry about me, you know?
Yeah, is Pop there?
Let me. I just.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Hey, Pop.
Yeah.
Hey, Pop, uh...
You know I love you, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, I got to go. OK.
Alright.
Bye.
Motherfucker,
I was outside your place for an
hour.
Call me back.
Fucking finally. I'm right
outside your place, OK?
You're outside my fuck...? This
guy's out of his fucking mind, OK?
Go inside... Dude, chill the fuck
out... You understand me?
It's fine.
Listen, man, I'm about to pull
up, OK?
Tell me you understand me.
Matteo?
Matteo, I need you to answer me,
bro.
Answer me.
Yo!
He's here! He's...
RUN! Fucking run, OK!
I'm here, I'm right outside!
Where the fuck are you?
Run! I'd fucking run, man!
Hey! Get the fu-
Stay the fuck away from him!
I'm going to kill you,
motherfucker!
Hey!
I'm going to kill you,
motherfucker!
Bro, bro, bro!
Where you at?
Hey, stay there.
I'm coming to you.
Frankie! Hey!
Frankie, I'm fucking done with
this shit! Get the fuck over here!
I want to go home.
Call the fucking cops!
I'm done with this shit!
Oh fuck! That's him!
Go, fucking go! Motherfucker!
No, no.
God damn it!
Come on, bitch!
No, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Please.
Please. Please. Why are you
doing this?
You know why! I don't know! You do!
You know why I'm fucking doing this!
You know what you did to Tessa!
What did I do? Tessa. No! Tessa.
No, no! You raped her!
No! You fucking raped her. No!
Yes you did!
No no, I didn't! Yes, you did!
Admit what you fucking did!
You did! I loved her, I loved her!
We were together. And she wanted
me to kill somebody but...
You did it! We were together!
I loved her but I had to leave her,
she wanted me to kill somebody.
No.
No, no. Please!
You raped her.
No!
You fucking raped her, yes, you
did! Admit it!
No.
Yes, you fucking did! Admit it!
I didn't, I didn't!
Fucking admit that
you fucking raped her you did.
Please, please I don't want to
die...
(Choking)
(Choking)
(Growling)
Wait!
(Moaning)
(Moaning)
(Heavy breathing)
(Groaning)
(Heavy breathing)
(Conversation and laughter
across the street)
Hi.
Thank you.
Hey, man, you can't go inside,
alright? You got to stand in line.
Nah, you can't go inside.
Nah, man, you can't go inside.
Can't go inside looking like
that shit, man. Go clean up.
Hey, man, I told you you can't
come inside.
Get out of my face!
Tessa!
Tessa!
(Groaning) Why?
Get the fuck out of my face!
Get out of my fucking face! Get out of my
fucking face! Get out of my fucking face!
Tessa, Tessa!
Tessa!
Fuck you, fuck you!
Tessa.
Nicky.
Tessa.
Baby, baby, look at me.
Baby.
Baby, listen to me. No!
Why?
Why would you do this?
Because now I know you truly
love me.
What does that mean?
(Moaning)
I saw you shooting me,
Stalker.
OK. OK, yeah you caught me.
So I'm...
Tessa. From Echo Park.
Look, I assumed shooting
you was OK since you were late
and I, I was just bored.
Aren't you supposed to offer me
a drink or something?
Right. Hey, yo, Stace.
What do you want?
Uh, Red-eye large.
What's up, Nicky?
Can we get two large
Red-eyes... in uh...
Sure thing. Yeah. In to-go cups.
So does photographing
unsuspecting girls constitute art for you?
It's a little creepy.
Creepy?
Yeah. Creepy.
Let me show you something.
Can I invade your space for a
sec?
Invade away.
Do me a favor.
Hold this knob and turn it
so it gets really close to your
eyes.
Alright, you see that? Yeah.
You got my scar.
You got a scar. Where?
Me too.
But, uh, that's not what I'm
talking about.
Look again.
What am I looking at?
How crystal clear the focus is.
Yes, it's very crystal.
Yeah, see...
A regular person wouldn't
just hold that pose for so long.
Kind of feels...
unnatural.
Usually when I shoot candid
shots, the subject would be moving
One inch this way, one inch the
other.
You lose the focus.
I lose the shot. OK.
You know what this feels like?
No. Educate me.
It almost feels like you stood
still because you knew I was there.
Like... maybe you liked it.
Here y'all.
Two large Red-eyes to go.
Oh, thank you so much.
Keep the change, alright?
You want to go for a smoke and a
walk?
I'm good with sitting.
What?
You don't like walking?
Not really.
Makes me feel closer to home.
Are you trying to take me on an
adventure?
Yeah.
Yeah
You ever hear of those, uh,
7-Eleven adventures?
No.
It's pretty wild.
All the cool kids are doing it.
You in?
Can I ask you a personal
question?
Sure.
So your pictures are very good.
What the fuck are you doing
photographing
shitty fucking SoundCloud
rappers?
This way. They were respected
musicians from East Los Angeles
thank you very much.
And to answer your question...
They paid me in pills.
You like pills?
I like the occasional trip to
Mars and back.
That's interesting.
Could be an adventure.
Yeah, maybe.
OK, this is me.
OK.
No, I live here.
Yeah, no I gathered, weirdo.
Do you need me to order you like
a ride or something?
No. I'll keep doing the Chicago
thing.
Hey, Nicky.
Yeah?
I did know you were watching.
You were right.
Right about what?
I liked it.
Hey, Ma.
Yeah, no, I'm on my
way to a shoot right now.
I can't really talk, alright?
Yeah no, the money's good. It's
a good shoot.
I got to pull up. Tell...
Yeah, tell Pop I said hi,
alright?
OK.
Hey, I love you ma. Bye.
Fuck.
It's too soft. Come on, Nicky.
You piece of shit.
That's not bad.
Hey, fuck face.
Hey, man.
So, what's this big fucking
news?
I got you a job,
and the pay is really great.
Just me? You're not going to be
in it?
No.
OK, what is it?
It's for Elixir magazine.
Holy... it's crap...
It's a shit magazine.
All about high key lighting
women in nothing next to nothing for
no fucking reason.
First off, that is not always
true.
And second, what the fuck
are you calling all these little cash
shoots that you're doing for spare change?
It's not me saying anything.
It's just point... and shoot some
shit.
That's it.
OK, well the spare change on
this one is 10K.
Still not interested, but thank
you.
Don't do that. Nicky!
Nicky, seriously.
Dude, you are way too fucking talented
to not be moving this shit forward.
I didn't move out here to go down someone
else's path and neither the fuck did you.
See, this is why I'm glad we
met.
We see eye to eye.
Yeah yeah yeah. Go fuck
yourself.
OK, I got to bail.
I've got a shoot.
What else we got?
What else we got?
Shit.
Shit.
Jesus Christ.
Alright.
Coming. Fuck.
I come bearing gifts.
Fuck.
Alright, now this is creepy.
Wait. How the fuck did you get
in here?
Door's fucked. Did you take all
these?
Yeah.
Oh, Nicky from Chicago can take
a picture.
OK, we have to get you out of
here
and, as luck would have it,
I come with a plan.
What exactly are we talking
about?
The People Who Actually
Fucking Live Life intro to L.A.
The No Bullshit tour.
No, I got a shit ton of work to
do.
No, you don't. Yeah, I do.
And also, I'm not into corny
fucking tours.
Well, are you into corny fucking
tours
on drugs?
Maybe a little.
Mm. That's what I thought.
No fucking way. This might be
the cheesiest fucking thing.
Yeah.
Isn't that what first dates
consist of?
Oh. So this is official, huh?
Maybe, if you're lucky.
OK, if this is the No Bullshit tour, then
I'm definitely gonna need more Molly.
Oh this? This is what you want?
Yeah.
Alright,
surfing is definitely a thing.
It's my thing.
And it will soon be done by all of the
tragically interesting people everywhere.
If you say so.
I still say it's dangerous, pushy as
fuck, and probably, probably illegal.
You like those drugs, right?
Yeah.
It's a little hypocritical.
Fine.
Yes, Tessa.
Yes, I like the drugs. Hmm. Hmm.
OK, so let's recap.
We got a little adventure.
Yeah. A lot of comedy.
Debatable.
And we're about to have
an epically romantic kiss
in the best view in all of Los
Angeles.
That wasn't cheesy, was it?
It was a little fucking cheesy.
What are you thinking about?
Champagne! No, fuck off. Why?
You've been in
LA for fucking far too long.
Champagne shots. Tequila? Yes.
Whiskey? Yes. Champagne?
No fucking way.
OK, fine. We'll toss a coin.
Heads, champagne. Tails,
whatever fucking shot
you need to feel like a tough
guy,
Tough Guy. OK, fine.
But I'm tossing the coin
because I don't fucking trust you.
Ready? Fuck!
(Clears throat) Champagne,
please!
Really? (Chuckling)
Oh! That is fucking disgusting.
Your face!
(Sniffing) (Laughing) Alright,
what do you want to do next?
I want to dance.
You can dance?
Oh yes. I can dance.
I might be the best dancer in
the whole world.
I move like a fucking fish in
water.
I fucking believe you. Can you
teach me?
Yeah, of course. What's going on
in there?
We're coming out to dance, man!
You're so damn good.
Sure.
No, I mean it. I mean it.
You need to be sharing this
point of view.
No, seriously, I've worked
with so many shooters.
And none of them have, like,
a tenth of your talent.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah.
Really? Hmm.
That's my favorite photo.
Look at those fucking eyes.
OK, enough of that crap.
I don't know what to think of
you.
Good.
Kind of...
Kind of scare me a little bit.
Good. Yeah.
Good.
Mm Hmm.
(Laughing) Fucking jeans.
Fucking jeans.
What are you doing? Don't move,
don't move, don't move.
No, I look horrible.
I have morning breath.
First of all, you're gorgeous.
And second of all, I promise
not to photograph your breath.
You are so fucking beautiful.
I'm gonna go get a coffee. You
want one?
Yes, please.
Alright.
Hey, I forgot my wallet.
Tessa.
Why are you going through my
photos?
Nick,
I just thought I could help.
Help?
No, Tessa. What the fuck are you
doing?
I was emailing
my designer friend Rudy
some of your photo series.
Who? Who the...
Who the fuck is Rudy?
Rudy is a friend, and I think
he'd really like your vibe.
And maybe he'd bring you in
to shoot his new line.
No, no, no, no.
Fuck that shit, Tessa. You
don't...
You don't fucking go through my
shit and send it to fucking anybody
without asking me first.
OK, you need to calm down
because you're yelling right now.
You see that, right? Yelling?
How am I yelling?
You're going through my shit!
You're fucking welcome.
Tessa, hey, um...
I'm sorry, OK?
I just
I get...
a little fucking crazy
sometimes and I just
I... I was an asshole.
Could you, could you please
forgive me?
I didn't mean it. I didn't mean
it. I didn't mean it.
Come on. Come on.
Come here.
Tell me you're not obsessing
over those photos. Shut it.
Huh?
What? What's up?
Nothing.
Alright. Where I'm from people
don't get
what I'm doing.
Actually,
my mother
she understood, right?
But my father...
when I told him about my phot-
photography.
The only thing he said to me was
I hope you like the taste of
black beans.
Meaning...
he didn't really think
I was going to amount to much.
I guess I'm trying to say...
Thanks for understanding.
You know?
OK, you're ready.
Ready for what?
Hey, how are you?
(Grunting) Good to see you, this
is Nicky. Come on.
What's up, man?
(Unintelligible)
Oh.
(Moaning)
(Moaning)
(Heavy breathing) Is that thing
still recording?
Uh huh. (Laughter)
(Unintelligible What?
Good?)
Ooh. Mmm. That's gross.
I want to
Introduce you to Nemo. Where is
that little slut?
Oh, there he is. Come, come on.
Nemo!
Sammy! Honey. Gorgeous.
Mmmm.
Look at you. You're beautiful.
This gold dress. Thank you.
Can I borrow it? If you
can fit your little tush in it.
You know I can.
How are you? I'm good.
You know, just spicing things up. While
more basic bitches flood the catwalk.
Oh my God, talking about basic
bitches,
look at these basic bitches.
Here, come with me.
Did you know that everyone is a
cunt here?
Cunt, Cunt, Cunt, C-
Who's your handsome
cutie pie of a friend?
And why haven't I seen you
at one of my poisonous soirees.
Wait, I know you. I do
I had sex with you in a dream
once.
Meow. What's your name again?
Uh, Nemo,
this is the photographer slash
brilliant artist that I told you about. Oh?
Nick Gatto, man. K. It's a
pleasure meeting you.
Yeah.
Yeah. I'm a big fan of your
lines, man.
Ping, ping, ping. Ping.
Especially...
Especially the sneakers.
Boring. Is he party trained?
I guess he is.
How dare you,
OK? How dare you come to this
party,
take my friend, drinking my
champagne.
Look at me.
Yeah, I see you in those bedroom
eyes, those cherry lips,
and you have the nerve
to think that somehow
I'm going to give you a job?
Is that what you think?
Well, you're right, it's your
lucky day.
I'm going to give you a job.
I'm going to give you a blow job.
Why did you laugh?
Sorry, it was too much. A
blow job?
I could have carried on.
You. Listen, man.
We were fucking with you, man.
You were fucking with me?
Truly. I'm sorry, man. She was
alright.
Hey, listen, I have seen your
work.
Is it like, Chicago inspired or
L.A.?
What's the deal?
Yeah, I shot some of it
in Chicago and some of it here.
And I moved to L.A.
because I'm trying to fucking figure
out, you know, where it's going. Hey mate,
We're all trying to figure out
what's going on.
I believe in you. You're here,
right?
Yeah. You're in town?
Yeah. You're going to put us in
contact?
Definitely.
Keep sending me your stuff, man.
Keep doing it and
maybe, you know, we'll do
something.
Wait.
What?
Are you fucking with me?
I'm not fucking with you.
You're fucking with me? Im not
fucking with you anymore.
Seriously,
I want to do something. Alright?
I dig it, man.
For real, OK?
Yes? Yeah. I'm not fucking with
you.
You're great.
I love you.
Good to see you.
I'm going to go mingle with
these douche bags.
I fucking love you.
Thank you. You're welcome.
Now, let's both go get laid,
shall we?
Yes. Thank you.
So what exactly is your plan for
me, sir?
You know, I was thinking
that this just isn't really working out,
so we should probably just call it quits.
Yeah, I was thinking the same
thing.
Good.
Because I can't stand you.
Tessa.
Tessa, you,
you gotta talk to me here.
Come on.
Please talk to me.
Please. Who...
Who were those guys?
I'm gonna have to get out.
What?
I'm going to have to get out of
L.A.
No. Mm mmm.
Tessa, you can trust me.
You know that, right?
You can, you can...
You can trust me.
Come on.
Just tell me what the fuck is
going on.
When I first got to LA,
(Sniffling) I went to a party
in the hills
and it was the end of the night.
I was about to call a ride.
I... lost consciousness. And...
My next
memory is by a pool.
I was completely naked on a pool
chair.
And the youngest one, his name's
Matteo,
he kissed me.
It's really confusing because
the way
that he was with me was, like,
I was forgetting that (Gulping)
like we were already together or
something.
And...(Gulping) I remember us
having sex
but it didn't...
didn't feel like rape
because he was being sweet.
And, well, I was out of it.
And I know that because
my next memory is the tatted up
one on top of me.
He was so much bigger than me.
He was rough and aggressive.
And then the next one.
It just went from,
like, confusing to a fucking
nightmare.
Like, how did I not remember
anything?
How was I so fucked up?
I remember them laughing and
they were taking
photos and videos because I'd
come to
and seen, like, a phone in my
face.
And it was fucking just a blur.
And...
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
Did, did you go to the police?
I tried.
So what happened to them?
I tracked down
the girl who invited me, and
she told me who these people are.
Nicky, they're not
the kind of people
you can just get arrested
and then it's over.
So, you think your only option
is to... is to...
leave L.A.
and run from this?
I can't. I can't. I...
I told myself that it was over.
You know, it was just like a
fuckin', a crazy
fucking situation
I got myself into with people
from another world
and I'd never see them again.
And I would never put
myself in that position. And...
they were fucking there. They
were there,
Nicky.
And they saw me.
(Unintelligible)
They saw me.
OK,
we'll pack up the car right now
and we'll get the fuck out of here.
We're out of here.
I'm not asking you to do that.
Nicky. (Sniffling) I've never
met anyone like you.
Somewhere in the middle
of the past few weeks
I fell in love with you.
Me too.
But, um... seeing them...
It just, it made me realize it
wasn't
a fucking dream or nightmare.
Its real, you know, and I can't
bury it and I...
They're fucking animals, Nicky.
No.
I can't.
I can't imagine you're not here.
I don't want to lose you.
Don't leave, don't leave me.
Because I, I, I...
I need you.
I do.
Do you need me?
Do you love me?
Of course I do.
Then kill them.
They don't deserve to breathe.
(Grunting) They don't deserve to
breathe.
Tessa,
are you hearing yourself?
You're asking me to kill people.
I... I ca-
I'm asking you to love me enough
to protect me from animals.
I... I can't.
I just, I...
I can't, I can't do that.
Hey, hey, I understand, I
understand.
Yeah. No.
Yeah.
Please, please, Tessa,
where are you going? I don't
know.
I can't stay here. Yes, you can.
No, I can't. You have a choice
here.
I don't have a choice. Yes, you
do. No, I don't.
I don't.
I fucking
don't! Yes, you...
Hey, how you doing?
Hey, where the fuck are our
girls?
I pitched our girls. But the
brand,
You know, they handle casting.
They do what they want.
You know how it is.
Who's that?
It's Vincent.
Did he hire these girls?
He might have had a say. It's,
look, he's great.
They're great. I talked to
them. They're really nice.
Look, I know it's not what you
expected, but they're really cool.
I talked to them.
No, this is... This is... This is
bullshit, Sam.
Look, it's just one day.
And you can just do your thing.
I'll figure it out.
Is he alright?
Yeah, he's great.
Eyes.
A little to the right to the
right...
to the right to the right.
Right here.
I want to do some blood effects
on her eyes
but I don't want it to be too
theatrical.
I just want a little bit
under, dripping down.
Like a blanket, like a red
blanket.
Faith,
where's that blood?
Hey man, um, can I get a
quick minute, if that's OK?
Yeah. Sorry about that. Sorry.
Sorry.
Just over here. Yeah.
This isn't the aesthetic we
agreed on.
What are you trying to do?
Yeah, I'm just going to pivot.
Pivot?
She's wearing pale makeup.
This is meant to be high
fashion. What's going on here?
It's going to be great.
Alright?
Clea, Moira,
can I get you over here?
Just down on here?
Yeah.
Let's have you lay down.
Looks great.
Put you over here for a sec.
Alright
what I'm going to do is put
you feet first here. Uh huh.
Get you right down here.
Hey, Faith, can you come here
for a sec?
(Unintelligible) Looks great.
Yeah.
Can I...
(Sigh) Yes.
Both of you look up into... Yup.
Thank you. You guys are great.
Bring that arm right back where
it was.
And yup... up.
Hey, I want to talk about this.
It's just another shoot.
Fuck it.
That is not what I'm talking
about and
you know that. You are obviously
hurting.
What's going on? It's just
fucking life,
Now, she's gone. (Sniffling)
She's gone. I don't know where
the fuck
she is. She's gone. Look, I'm
sorry to hear that, man,
I am. OK but that shoot was not what we
had talked about and it was some dark shit.
What are you saying? (Sniffling)
You just said it was genius.
And fucking Vince?
He loves it. Yeah. So, what's
the issue?
Yes, I did.
And obviously he does.
But the point is, I don't
know where it's coming from
and I'm trying to make sure that
you're OK.
Just give me a fucking break,
alright?
Hey, it's Tessa,
leave a message.
Hey, it's me... um...
Could you please just call me
back, huh?
I just I...
I got to hear your voice,
you know, I just got to know
you're alright.
I mean, come on
this can't be it and all that.
You know, you know,
you know.
Just please call me back,
alright?
It's OK.
You don't have to come back.
Tessa, come back. Tessa. Tessa,
come back.
Come back. Where are you? Come
back.
Tessa. Where are you?
Tessa.
Come back Tessa, come back.
Please come back.
Tessa...
We've got to find another way.
I can't.
I can't do it.
How could you say you'd
protect me and then betray me?
Betray you?
Tessa, I...
I love you.
No, you don't. No, you don't.
No. Yeah. No, you're
just like everyone else, you're
leaving me.
Tessa!
I'm trying not to abandon you.
No, I already told you who
these fucking men are, OK?
And when they beat this, and
make no fucking mistake, they will,
who do you think they're going
to come after?
I'll do it.
But you can't stay here.
I'm also going to need
everything that
you got on 'em.
If this cocksucker's home.
Matteo!
Yo, Matteo!
Fucking call this guy.
Thanks.
Shit.
Hi, uh, can I get two steak
tacos and a horchata?
What's up?
Yeah, nine's good.
No, not tomorrow,
I need to do it tonight.
Yeah, it's just a
lot of shit to move.
Who the fuck are you,
motherfucker? (Grunting)
Why you following me, fucker?
(Grunting)
Alright, I'm meeting him at
the door right now. Don't worry.
Hey. Hey.
You must be Nick.
Thanks for getting here so
quick.
We're really excited
to be working with you.
I know Nemo is for sure.
Uh, you can set up anywhere.
Can I get you anything?
Yeah, a water and a...
a Red-eye.
Yeah, of course.
Nemo,
we have 30 projects,
I can't confirm anything.
This is a solid, this is a solid
idea.
It's not a solid idea. I'm not
going to approve.
Find me something interesting.
Otherwise, I'm not interested.
Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick. Nick.
Hey, man.
Thanks for doing this
last minute. I appreciate it.
I really do. You know, it's like I said
on the message, I want you to (Inhaling)
Run with this. Nick, Nick, you
with me?
What happened to your lip?
(Grunting)
Huh?
Oh yeah, I get it.
Art.
Oh, Sammy, where's Sammy?
Oh, she's sick.
Well, who brought these girls?
Are these? Sasha? Yeah.
The fuck are these girls?
We had to book them last minute.
We booked them? Yeah.
But they're fine. Shhh.
Don't embarrass them.
Nick.
Hey, listen to me.
Do you like these girls? I can
change these girls
If you don't like these girls.
Don't be shy.
Just tell me the truth. I can give a
fuck about these girls. I can get you
nice girls.
No, they're great.
You sure? Yeah. OK.
Be free.
Inspire me.
Why you following me, fucker?
These are the best shoes
in the fucking world,
alright? Knife up
like you've held a knife before.
Yeah, right there.
What the fuck do you want?
You thought you could fuck with
me, huh?
Just be natural
that's all I fucking need,
alright? Don't act.
Be natural. Alright?
Fuck you. (Grunting)
Close, close, close, fucking
closing.
(Grunting)
(Grunting)
Groaning
Groaning
I'm asking you this one time.
Why'd you kill Victor?
What the fuck do you want
from us? I don't know anything!
It was a fucking accident!
It was an accident! Tell me what
you're talking about... I don't know!
I don't kn-Why?
FUCK!
FUUUUCK!
Pick up your phone, pick up your
fucking phone,
pick up your fucking phone.
Pick it.
Hey, it's Tessa, leave a
message.
Tessa. (Grunting) Tessa, it's
Nicky.
Pick up your phone.
Pick up your fucking phone,
please.
Pick up your fucking phone!
Please! Pick it up!
Pick up your fucking phone!
Where the fuck are you?
Pick up your fucking phone!
Hey, Ma.
Yeah. No, no, I'm fine...
I'm fine.
Yeah, I'm just calling
I uh...
I just miss you, that's all.
You know?
I miss you and uh...
Yeah.
No, no, don't...
Don't worry about me, you know?
Yeah, is Pop there?
Let me. I just.
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Hey, Pop.
Yeah.
Hey, Pop, uh...
You know I love you, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, I got to go. OK.
Alright.
Bye.
Motherfucker,
I was outside your place for an
hour.
Call me back.
Fucking finally. I'm right
outside your place, OK?
You're outside my fuck...? This
guy's out of his fucking mind, OK?
Go inside... Dude, chill the fuck
out... You understand me?
It's fine.
Listen, man, I'm about to pull
up, OK?
Tell me you understand me.
Matteo?
Matteo, I need you to answer me,
bro.
Answer me.
Yo!
He's here! He's...
RUN! Fucking run, OK!
I'm here, I'm right outside!
Where the fuck are you?
Run! I'd fucking run, man!
Hey! Get the fu-
Stay the fuck away from him!
I'm going to kill you,
motherfucker!
Hey!
I'm going to kill you,
motherfucker!
Bro, bro, bro!
Where you at?
Hey, stay there.
I'm coming to you.
Frankie! Hey!
Frankie, I'm fucking done with
this shit! Get the fuck over here!
I want to go home.
Call the fucking cops!
I'm done with this shit!
Oh fuck! That's him!
Go, fucking go! Motherfucker!
No, no.
God damn it!
Come on, bitch!
No, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Please.
Please. Please. Why are you
doing this?
You know why! I don't know! You do!
You know why I'm fucking doing this!
You know what you did to Tessa!
What did I do? Tessa. No! Tessa.
No, no! You raped her!
No! You fucking raped her. No!
Yes you did!
No no, I didn't! Yes, you did!
Admit what you fucking did!
You did! I loved her, I loved her!
We were together. And she wanted
me to kill somebody but...
You did it! We were together!
I loved her but I had to leave her,
she wanted me to kill somebody.
No.
No, no. Please!
You raped her.
No!
You fucking raped her, yes, you
did! Admit it!
No.
Yes, you fucking did! Admit it!
I didn't, I didn't!
Fucking admit that
you fucking raped her you did.
Please, please I don't want to
die...
(Choking)
(Choking)
(Growling)
Wait!
(Moaning)
(Moaning)
(Heavy breathing)
(Groaning)
(Heavy breathing)
(Conversation and laughter
across the street)
Hi.
Thank you.
Hey, man, you can't go inside,
alright? You got to stand in line.
Nah, you can't go inside.
Nah, man, you can't go inside.
Can't go inside looking like
that shit, man. Go clean up.
Hey, man, I told you you can't
come inside.
Get out of my face!
Tessa!
Tessa!
(Groaning) Why?
Get the fuck out of my face!
Get out of my fucking face! Get out of my
fucking face! Get out of my fucking face!
Tessa, Tessa!
Tessa!
Fuck you, fuck you!
Tessa.
Nicky.
Tessa.
Baby, baby, look at me.
Baby.
Baby, listen to me. No!
Why?
Why would you do this?
Because now I know you truly
love me.
What does that mean?
(Moaning)