Pickings (2018) Movie Script
(FLOORBOARDS CREAK)
(METAL CREAKS)
Listen to me, lady.
You have no idea,
no idea who you're fucking with.
You bitch.
You're gonna pay
for what you did.
You hear me?
Fuck.
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
Are you scared?
Are you frightened?
Fuck you.
Let me out of here.
Let me out.
(CHAIR ROLLING)
(BELL CHIMES)
Have you ever heard
of Tony Robbins?
Yeah, if you have any
interest in human psychology
whatsoever, you need to
listen to Tony Robbins.
I used to think it was bullshit,
to be perfectly honest,
but then one day I came
across one of his tapes
at a gas station in Missouri.
This was back in
the 80's when folks
still had tapes in their cars,
but the tape was talking about
what it is that makes people do
the things that they do.
It is the root of
human psychology,
and it's what brought
you before me tonight.
Every decision you've
ever made in your poor,
pitiful little life was driven
by one of two basic
human instincts,
pain and pleasure.
You see, Tony says
that we as human beings
do whatever it is that we do
out of our desire
to gain pleasure
or our need to avoid pain.
(GUN COCKS)
You steal because you're
afraid of something,
coming up short on a
loan or going hungry
without food on the table,
or you steal because
you like the thrill.
You enjoy stealing things.
You kill people because
you like killing people
or because you
were told to do so
and you were too
scared to say no
to the person who
gave you the order.
This is an indisputable fact.
You either act out of fear
or because you seek pleasure.
It's a human thing.
There ain't no
getting around it.
Which brings me to my point.
You, us, right here in
this terrible moment.
You say that I don't
know who you are.
That is not entirely true.
'Cause as we have
just concluded,
you can only be
one of two things.
You're either a
coward or a demon.
A slave or a rebel.
A lion or an itty bitt pussycat.
Am I getting through to you?
Go fuck yourself.
How 'bout that?
You broke my fucking nose.
You see that?
This is who you really are.
Trying to convince me
otherwise is very undemonlike.
I think I see a pussy cat.
(LAUGHING)
Fuck you.
Let me go.
I swear to god.
I oughta murder
your fucking family.
(MAN GROANING)
[WOMAN] Jimmy, my boy.
This has been my
fucking pleasure.
You have fucked
with a demon queen.
(GUN FIRES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Hey, for most people,
the suffering of pain
is as intolerable
as death itself.
The agony associated
with physical, mental
or even spiritual pain
is potent enough
to drive sane folks
into the edge of insanity
and throw them off
the fucking cliff.
Those people are most people,
and most people seek to
spend their entire life
in search of comfort,
as far as way from pain
as humanly possible,
but a rare few use
pain with impunity
to get those who are afraid
of it to do their bidding.
For them, pain is used
as a means to an end,
a tool in a mad man's toolbox.
As a responsible business
owner in Port City, Michigan,
Linda is required to
make weekly payments
to the local racket in order
to keep her business afloat.
Needless to say,
Linda has been lagging
behind on her payments,
and when a Port City business
is behind on its payments,
it gets a visit from them.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(DOG BARKS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WHIP CRACKS)
(SNEEZES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Remember me?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Well, well, well,
aren't you a peach?
What's your name?
Don't talk to her.
Don't look at her.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'm going to
give you a choice.
It's not going to
be an easy choice,
but it is a choice,
which is more than
most people get
when they try to back out
of a contract with me.
Choice number one,
you pay me $50,000
and I get the fuck
out of the way.
It's an easy buy
out, clean, fair,
and to the point.
Choice number two, you sign over
ownership of your business to me
and in return, I will
wipe the slate clean.
That means you and your daughter
will get to go home alive
and mostly unspoiled.
That brings choice number three,
I shoot you in
the fucking mouth.
(CRYING)
And cut my losses.
So what will it be?
Mr. Frank, this is Sam Barone.
I have something for you.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(WATER RUNNING)
(RUSTLING)
(DOOR CREAKS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
[MAN] Ritchey.
Stop, stop crying, please.
(GUN COCKS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
Just a little song handy
Wherever you go
Just have a small song
You hungry, baby?
Yeah.
You want pancakes?
Yeah.
Blueberries?
Yeah.
You ever say
anything except yeah?
Yeah.
(LAUGHING)
Thank you, baby Jesus,
for keeping us safe
and giving us yummy
pancakes for breakfast.
Thank you for Mom and
Scarlet and Dawson
and Sparkles and Uncle Billy.
And also please look after
Daddy and Lily in heaven,
and make sure to tell
them how much we love them
and how much we miss them.
Thank you, God, amen.
Amen.
[DAWSON] Amen.
Let's eat.
Looks good.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
- Can we please...
- Just start with two.
- How many?
- 17.
- 17, all right.
- Is that right?
Oops, that flopping
all over the place.
The flapjack.
It makes sense.
Thank you, Mom.
- You are witty this morning.
- I'm full of jokes.
- Yeah.
- What can I say?
- Two cups of coffee already.
- Yeah.
All right.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
I am a dead man
Walking
I see the light
Coming
It feels warm on my face
But I can't tell
It's gonna burn me down
(SOFT MUSIC)
Red lips and worn out books
Flaming lips and pinstripe
He's a walking, talking
whiskey toting man
Shaping me like a fist fight
You make feel
like a woman might
When the lights go down
What is it?
[SCARLET] Something red.
Mm.
Not bad.
- Mm hmm.
- Not bad.
Told you.
Hey, Dawson, cut it.
What you doing?
What does it look
like I'm doing?
I'm working.
What do you want?
Get me a beer.
Boy, you better step it.
Step it, go on, get out of here.
I'm gonna be telling Mom.
(PHONE RINGS)
[BOONE] This is
Boone's voicemail, baby.
Get excited.
(RUSTLING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Charlie was a good man
Always came back
He never breathed the life
Here.
Things that he had
Hi, let me ask you something.
What table?
Oh, I think it was five.
Hey.
Always put the table
number at the bottom, okay?
Hey, what's your name?
Scarlet.
Scarlet, that's
a beautiful name.
Well, if you don't mind
me saying this, girl,
but you are just too
fucking hot for comfort.
You know that?
Let me buy you a
drink, how bout that?
You wanna have a drink with me?
Can I get a biskey, please?
A what?
Hey.
[BISKY CUSTOMER] A
beer and a whiskey?
Hey, look, Scarlet,
don't be rude.
I'm just trying to
buy you a drink.
Have a drink with me.
More the maker.
Hey.
Coming right up.
Look, I'm talking to you, huh?
Hey, let go of me.
Oh, come on.
Let fucking go of me.
Get your hands off me.
- Oh, dear.
- Get...
Said he's gotta impress
all of the neighborhood
While my sis
(SCREAMS)
(EAGLE CALLS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Didn't wanna go
and mess around
Pack my things
Left you some
money in my van
Don't want you to
hurt for anything
It's time to be alive
Hey, thanks.
Don't mention it.
[SCARLET] Whatcha having?
Same old.
Cowboy Joe?
Cowboy Joe.
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
I've been going all night
Let me go till
That was awesome.
What?
That guy, you kicked his ass.
No, hardly.
I just showed him
where the door was.
You looking after your mama?
Yeah.
Your sisters?
Always look after family, kid.
Family always comes first.
You got it?
Yeah, got it.
You giving me lip, boy?
What if I am?
(LAUGHING)
Can I see it?
See what?
Sweet, let me hold it.
Yeah.
You wanna see an ass whooping,
the day I let you hold it
is the day your mama gonna
whoop my ass to death with it.
I'd rather not.
Hey, Dawson, go out back
and watch Munchkin for a bit.
Not now.
Mom.
All right, okay,
Jesus, hold your horses.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Jo.
Hey, wake up.
What?
You all right?
I'm fine.
What?
Nothing.
I talked to Doris.
She been asking about you.
You know, one of these days,
you're gonna have to actually
say something to her.
Hey there, howdy, folks?
(CHEERING)
This guy again, really?
Do not knock him,
he plays for tips.
Yeah, and he
drinks like a camel
and I gotta haul his ass home.
Yeah, but it's funny.
Says you.
(GUITAR MUSIC)
Howdy.
(WHISTLES)
Oh, shit, what am I looking at?
This here goes out to
all you fine ladies
here in the house tonight.
[WOMAN] Yeah.
In constant sorrow
Well, I've been born
I am a man of
constant sorrow
I've seen trouble
o'er my days
I've bid farewell
To old Kentucky
The place where I
was born and raised
The place where I
was born and raised
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
All right, come on.
Out this way.
All right, where you going?
No, no, we're going
this way, see that?
Stay, stay, okay.
Here we go, we got stairs.
One, two, okay, right, come on,
right over here.
This way.
Yep, almost there.
Thank you, my lady.
Okay.
Hey, hey, what are you doing?
- Ow.
- Get in there.
Watch your head.
[MUSICIAN] I love
you, Charlotte.
It's Scarlet.
Drunky.
All right, bye now.
[MUSICIAN] I love
you, Charlotte.
- Okay.
- Bye, bye, baby.
- Bye.
- Bye bye.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'm sorry, fellas,
we're closed.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
Excuse me.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Scotch, on the rocks.
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
We don't serve drinks here
after one, it's the law.
(LAUGHING)
Do I look like a guy who
gives a fuck about the law?
Now give me a drink
before I lose my temper.
Hey.
I'm calling the cops.
Hey, put it down.
Put it down.
Okay.
That's my boy, Jimmy.
He doesn't blink,
and I'd hate to see you
get on his bad side.
Now I'm gonna ask you
again, scotch on the rocks.
(GLASS SHATTERS)
Another.
What's your name, kitty cat?
Scarlet, my name's Scarlet.
Scarlet, sure.
Well, Scarlet, you're in luck.
We're here to hurt you.
Here to have a little
chat with the owner.
Where can I find him?
Here.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
Well, well, hello, Dolly.
There a problem here?
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
You know who I am?
Should I?
Hey, Jimmy.
Looks like we got
us a hard ass here.
Seems that way.
Now you listen to me, Blondie.
We didn't come here to hurt you.
No.
Came here to talk
to you, that's all.
But if you smart
me like that again,
I'm gonna have to get
real nasty with you.
What do you want?
That your office back there?
Now why don't you
and I go back there
and have ourselves a
little chat, more private.
Whatever it is you're
selling, I ain't buying it,
so I'm gonna ask you nicely,
get the fuck out of my bar.
(LAUGHING)
You're asking me to leave.
Is that what you're saying?
Jimmy, look at the time.
I guess we better be going, huh?
(CRYING)
You have a problem with me, huh?
You gonna give me
trouble, bitch?
Who the fuck do you
think you're talking to?
Do you have the
slightest goddamn idea
who you're fucking with?
Now you and I are
going back there
and we're gonna talk business.
So I don't have to drag you
by your pretty blonde hair
right in front of
your fucking daughter
and beat you to death.
You understand me?
Fuck, Moma, Moma.
(GUNS FIRING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
(SCREAMS)
Drop it.
Get up.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'm gonna kick you now.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Fuck you!
Fuck.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Fuck you.
Motherfucker, fuck you.
Fuck you.
Wake up.
Mama.
You.
What the fuck?
I don't feel so good.
Do I look okay?
Listen to me, wake up.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
[JIMMY] Mama.
(GUN COCKS)
Who are you?
What are you doing here?
You're in trouble now,
you silly fucking hill Billy.
(GUN FIRES)
(SCREAMS)
Fuck.
(CRYING)
Fuck.
Answer the question, please.
(CRYING)
You can't shoot me.
I can't?
You can't fucking shoot me.
Think I just did.
- You know who I am, huh?
- No.
Do you have any
fucking idea, do you?
Why don't you tell me?
My name is Jimmy
Marcone, asshole.
Never heard of you.
Google it, fuck
you, Google it.
Fuck you.
I have a fucking
Crimepedia page about me,
who the fuck are you?
No, no, no, no.
(GUN FIRES)
(SCREAMS)
Fuck, goddammit,
stop it, stop it,
stop fucking shooting me, man.
Stop lying to me.
I ain't fucking lying.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I'm gonna have to put
another hole in you.
I ain't lying.
What you gonna do with him?
We can't let him go.
You know what will
happen if we do.
[JIMMY] Hello, hello.
I need to get to a hospital.
I'm bleeding to death over here.
Come on.
Damned if you do.
Damned if I don't.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Listen to me, lady.
You have no idea,
no idea who you're fucking with.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I say we tie these monkeys up,
bag 'em, seal 'em, I'll
drive 'em down the river.
You stay here and take care of
the rest of this mess, yeah?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(ENGINE REVS)
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
To my bright
and talented star,
may you keep shining forever,
love Dad.
It's getting late.
You get some sleep.
Goodnight.
I saw you.
In the monitor.
What?
I saw what you
did to that guy.
Momo.
(GUN FIRES)
[DAWSON] They were
bad guys, right?
Yes.
Yes, they were.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(RAIN FALLS)
(PHONE RINGS)
Hello?
Oh, it's you.
June bug.
How you been, sis?
I've missed you, you know that?
The girls have been
asking about you.
May's been talking about you.
How's Moon?
Come home.
(RAIN FALLS)
(WATER RUSHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WATER RUSHING)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(RAIN FALLS)
Okay.
The Brady Bunch.
[JO] Uh uh.
- What?
- No.
What?
[JO] The Brady Bunch,
that's a T, baby, not a B.
Now go on, try again.
What you gotta pick?
A B.
[JO] That's right, go on.
B.
Beevis and Butthead.
(LAUGHING)
[JO] How do you
know what that is?
[MAN] What she say?
Beevis and Butthead.
(LAUGHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Baby, baby, are you
okay, are you hurt?
Baby, baby, do you
remember that game
that we play when the
wind gets angry outside?
[DAD] Take it.
What are you doing?
Take it.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You remember that game.
You wanna play that
game with me right now?
Yeah, the tornado game?
Okay, I need you to put
your hands over your ears
and I want you to
close your eyes.
Can you do that for Mommy?
Can you do that for
Mommy right now?
Yeah.
Good girl, good girl.
(HUMMING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
May, May.
(HUMMING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
[LILY] Daddy!
No!
(LAUGHING)
(GUN FIRES)
- No, no.
- Mommy!
No.
- Lily, Lily, no, don't.
- No.
No, get off.
Get off.
No!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(RAIN FALLS)
No.
No, no, no.
No, no.
No.
No.
No.
No.
No.
(CRYING)
No.
No, no.
(CRYING)
No, no.
No, no.
(CRYING)
No.
No, no, no.
(CRYING)
No.
(RAIN FALLING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You motherfucker.
(LAUGHING)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(INHALES)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I hear we own a new
bar up on Conson Road.
[SAMMY] Sure do.
What happened?
[SAMMY] She wanted out.
(LAUGHING)
Did you call Mr. Frank?
[SAMMY] Sure did.
Ah, good.
You did really good, Sammy.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I hear about that
Gary Simms fella, too.
(LAUGHING)
Blew his fucking brains out.
It's amazing, ain't it?
All we gotta do is
knock on the door
and they blast themselves
out of the way.
(LAUGHING)
What the fuck are
you laughing at?
Nothing, boss, sorry.
How's the wife?
She's good.
That's a rhetorical
question, fucker.
I don't give a shit.
(LAUGHING)
Okay, no fucking around.
Let's cut straight to
the chase here, fellas.
Time's a wasting.
I got a job for you.
It's a bar, a small,
family owned joint,
at least, I think
it's family owned.
Who the hell knows with
a name like Pickings.
(LAUGHING)
I sent Momo and Jimmy down
there to shake 'em down,
show them how we do things
around our neck of the woods.
They're gone.
Who's gone?
Momo and Jimmy.
Gone.
Gone how?
What are you a
fucking wiseguy, huh?
What do you mean how?
They're gone.
Missing, disappeared.
They're not answering
their phones.
Their wives keep calling me up
asking where they are.
I got jobs piling up.
The phone's ringing
off the fucking hook.
They're gone, vanished, vapored.
Should I paint you a picture?
[SAMMY] Oh shit.
Yep.
You can say that again.
But hey, anything
could happen to them.
They could have been
snatched up by some cops,
or abducted by aliens
for all we know.
Shit happens.
What if it's another family?
Family?
(LAUGHING)
Family.
What fucking family's
gonna come here?
We're in the middle
of butt fuck nowhere.
Halfway across the
country from any city
worth working in.
This is Port fucking City.
I say we...
(SIPS)
(CRUNCHES)
What the fuck are you doing?
Do you know why I put
these balls up here?
Do you know why
I put these here?
You don't know why I
put these here, right?
Don't you touch
my fucking balls.
They're my balls.
You keep your
hands off my balls.
You understand, me?
You cocksucker, come over here.
Come here right now.
Stand right here.
Leo.
Don't you fucking Leo, me.
Come here and get
what's coming to you,
or keep standing
there like a snail,
and I'm gonna put one right
between your fucking teeth.
I ain't gonna say
it again, asshole.
One, two.
Closer, step closer.
Right here, you see
where I'm pointing?
This spot, step,
step, closer, closer,
come on, come on, closer.
You see where I'm pointing?
Don't let me ask you again.
Closer, right here,
right on this spot,
right where I'm pointing.
(SLAPS)
(SCREAMS)
You son of a bitch.
(CRYING)
Stop it, stop crying,
go over there.
Over there, near the pole.
What are you limping
for, you fucking moron?
I hit you in the face?
Turn around, turn
around, face the pole,
I don't wanna look at you.
(CRYING)
Fucking clown.
(CRYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Sammy, boy.
I'm gonna need you to take
care of this problem for me.
I want you to go down there
and see what you
can find out for me.
Do a little snooping around.
I wanna know who
these people are.
I wanna know who
they're working for,
and I wanna know where the
fuck are my goddamn boys?
But most importantly, I want
that bar, Sammy, understood?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Good morning.
Good morning.
How'd you sleep?
Okay.
Just okay?
Yeah, Sparkles snores a lot.
He does, doesn't he?
You know who else snores a lot?
You.
I don't snore.
- Yes, you do.
- No, I don't.
You sound like a little
piggy, like (VOCALIZES).
No, that's Sparkles.
(LAUGHING)
Happy birthday to you
(HORN HONKS)
Thank you.
- Happy birthday.
- Thanks.
Grab some of this.
Emma, go give this
to your uncle Boone.
Don't take no for an answer.
No for an answer,
whisper, whisper, whisper.
[EMMA] Uncle Boone,
this is for you.
Put it on.
Oh, no thanks,
munchkin, I'm good.
[EMMA] Please Uncle Boonie.
(LAUGHING)
That's beautiful.
- Fashion.
- Good job, Emma.
All right, presents.
It's present time.
It's the best time of the year.
(LAUGHING)
What is this?
Can I do it now?
- Can I open them?
- Yes.
- You sure?
- Yes.
Oh my good, Emma.
These are beautiful.
Thank you so much, oh my gosh.
Me too.
Yay.
Oh, look at that.
- That is...
- Oh, I love it.
- You like it?
- Thank you.
- That's pretty.
- Really.
- Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.
I have a big surprise
for you as well.
It's at the bar, under my
desk in a pretty little box.
(GUITAR MUSIC)
Troubling
Got trouble on my mind
Troubling
Growing up takes time
On and on
Doing the best I can
Rolling so long
Try to understand
Gets colder and darker
the older you get
The day's getting longer
before the sun sets
And I ain't done
with this one yet
Follow my shadow
wherever it goes
Walking in circles,
I step on my own soul
Where we're all
going nobody knows
Left or right,
I still got by
You know how it goes
Out of mind out of sight
I ain't dying here tonight
I ain't dying here tonight
Still got time to
make things right
Still got time,
it's all right
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
Scarlet, I want
you to have this.
No.
Scarlet.
Mom, I don't want it,
put it away, please.
This can save more than
just your life, okay?
You need to take it
and you need to
keep it with you.
I don't want anything
to do with that.
I'm not taking it.
Do you understand the
situation that we're in?
Do you?
Take it.
No.
I'm not like you, Mom.
And I don't wanna
be like you, okay?
I'm not a violent person.
That's not in me, that's
not a part of who I am.
If that's you,
that's your business,
but that is not a
part of my story.
Don't give me a fucking gun
for my fucking birthday.
You hold your tongue.
I am gonna say
this one more time.
You take it.
No.
Scarlet.
Mom.
I'm not taking it, why is that
so hard for you to understand?
You weren't around for the
consequences of your actions.
I was.
You didn't see the
other side of it, I did.
You didn't have to go
to Dad's funeral, okay?
I did.
You didn't have to
identify Lily's dead body.
- Scarlet, that is enough.
- I did.
That is enough.
You didn't have
to explain to Emma
why her mommy was
in a fucking coma.
Guess what, I did.
Scarlet, that is
enough, thank you.
Happy birthday, Scarlet.
Seriously.
Seriously.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
There ain't no grave
can hold my body down
You mind if I join you?
By all means.
Round round round
There ain't no grave
can hold my body down
(COUGHING)
Holy shit.
What's in that?
I call it (SPEAKING FOREIGN
LANGUAGE) motherfucker.
(LAUGHING)
There ain't no grave
can hold my body down
There ain't no grave
can hold my body down
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
Oh boy.
Look down yonder Gabriel
Put your feet on
the land and see
But Gabriel don't
you blow your trumpet
Util you hear it from me
There ain't no grave
I talked to Scarlet if you...
I'll talk to Scarlet
if you want me to.
I don't know what
much good it'll do.
(COUGHING)
Her whole life, her mother
taught her nonviolence,
no guns.
Then all the sudden,
you come in there,
let me guess, you
just rolled up on her.
You said, "Here Scarlet,
you take this gun now.
"You take this gun,
you just might have
"to shoot someone
in their face."
No, no, no.
Bang, bang, Scarlet.
- Okay, no.
- Bang, bang.
[JO] She hates me, no
you should have seen her.
[BOONE] She doesn't.
[JO] She hates me.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
Let me guess, you
just rolled up on her.
Said, "Hey, Scarlet,
here's a gun.
"You just might have to
shoot someone in their face."
(LAUGHING)
You are so dumb.
[JO] You are so funny.
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
Excuse me, can I
bother you for a light?
Yeah, sure.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LIGHTER SPARKS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
[SAMMY] Thank you.
Don't mention it.
(RUSTLING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Dawson.
Dawson, what are you doing?
[DAWSON] Nothing.
All right, that's fine,
let's go, Mom's waiting.
Come here, baby.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
[JO LEE] My name
is Jo Lee Haywood
and in the spring of 1982,
I murdered my father.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
His name was Jesse M. Pickin,
and he was a fucking drunk,
and doing what
fucking drunks do,
Jesse would often
drink himself to death
and resort to violence.
Unprovoked,
unnecessary violence.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
After nearly killing my mother
in a drunken stroke of rage,
Jesse M. Pickin had
finally met his end,
at the hands of his
three baby daughters.
Doris, May, and me.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Collectively referred
to as the three dames.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Broke but ambitious,
my sisters and I
decided to go into
business for ourselves,
robbing banks,
robbing people,
and sometimes, murder.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Five years later, and
our name became a brand.
My sisters and I were in charge
of the largest Dixie mafia in
the great state of Tennessee.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
But this all changed
the day I met him.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
One day, our car was
stopped on our way back home
from a weekend with our
youngest daughter, Lily.
(TIRES SQUEAL)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Jake, the baker, Lando,
a local crime boss who wanted
to make a name for himself
decided to build
his brand as the man
who took down the three sisters,
the infamous Dame's Gang.
That dame was me.
He decided to put
an end to my life
and take my family away from me.
After four months
in a coma, I awoke.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I snuck into my own
house like a thief
in the middle of the night,
grabbed what's left
of my family and fled,
600 miles north to what
then was considered
the small boom town of
Port City, Michigan.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I bought a house in the suburbs,
opened a neighborhood bar
with my daughter, Scarlet,
and worked as hard as I
could to start my life anew.
Eventually my brother
Boone followed suit.
As for the man who
tried to kill me,
like old Jesse before him,
Jake, the baker,
Lando met his end
by the hands of the
two Dame sisters,
May and Doris.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SCREAMING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(WATER RUNNING)
(KNOCKS)
Dawson, come on,
let's go, Mom's waiting.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
What is that doing in here?
Dawson, what is
that doing in here?
I found it, I
wanted to read it.
Where did you find it?
Mom's room.
And you thought you
could just take it?
Yeah.
Why?
Because I wanted to read it.
Well, it wasn't
for you to read.
What made you think you could
just walk into Mom's room
and steal her journal,
what's the matter with you?
Give it to me.
Did you read it?
All of it?
[JO] Scarlet.
Dawson.
Move it.
- Let's go.
- Come on, move it.
Jesus.
I have to go potty.
Oh.
I'll take her.
No, no, stay here
with Dawson, here.
Hurry, quick, quick,
quick, quick, quick.
Look, Dawson, I'm
sorry for yelling at you.
Don't worry about it.
I deserved it.
Well, I took care
of it, all right?
It's fine, I'm not
gonna rat you out.
Thanks.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
So Mom's kind of a
badass, ain't she?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Yeah, that's...
That's one way of looking at it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
It's gonna be all right, okay?
Let me take a look at you.
You okay?
Okay.
(SCREAMING)
(GUN FIRES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
No.
No.
(CRYING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Faith in God, I don't know
Asked him why he said no
Have you ever been so alone
And dressed up for Sunday
They bow their
heads for some day
Have you ever questioned
I know
We count our daily blessing
Forgiving when trespassings
The emptiness is lasting
So long
Amen
Amen
(SOMBER MUSIC)
To my bright
and talented star,
may you keep shining forever.
Love, Dad.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Hello, June bug.
Long time, no see.
Who did this to you?
[SAMMY] Hello, Jo.
[JO] Who is this?
I think you know who this is.
I think you know
who I'm working for,
and I think you know
why I'm calling.
You have her?
You have my daughter?
You and I are gonna have
ourselves a little meeting.
Your bar, midnight.
If I see a cop, she dies.
If I see a gun, she dies.
If I see your hill Billy
redneck cow fucking brother,
she dies.
You give me what I want,
and I will give you your
little darling back.
I wanna talk to her.
I wanna talk to my daughter.
You put her on the line.
Do it.
Midnight.
(PHONE BEEPS)
(CRYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Wrecker
Bite the bullet, baby
We are gonna all
bend the knees
Locked and loaded, won't you
pour me a glass of gasoline
Set me on fire, yeah
Set me on fire
Me
Oh
Go ahead and pull the
bang, bang down on my knees
Down on my knees
Set me on fire
Set me on fire
Now they say whatever
doesn't kill you
Will only make you stronger
But I say whatever
doesn't kill me
It better run
Bite the bullet baby
We are gonna all
bend the knees
Locked and loaded, won't you
pour me a glass of gasoline
And set me on fire
(GUITAR MUSIC)
[JO] Pain.
For most people, the
suffering of pain
is as intolerable
as death itself.
The agony associated
with physical, mental
or even spiritual
pain is potent enough
to drive sane folks into
the edge of insanity
and throw them off
the fucking cliff.
But I am not most people.
Pain runs through my veins.
It has poisoned my blood.
I've got the scars to show it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Good evening.
Check her.
With pleasure.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Spread 'em, spread 'em.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
She's clean.
Oh, my eye.
Fuck me.
That wasn't very nice.
Where's my daughter?
All in good time.
Take a seat.
I'd rather stand.
I don't give a shit
what you'd rather.
Take a seat.
[WHITE SHIRT]
Sit the fuck down.
Two men entered your bar to
have a little chat with you,
they never made it out.
Where are they?
I don't know.
You just broke a
very important rule.
You lied to me.
I'm gonna ask you again,
two men, where are they?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Nicky.
[NICKY] Yeah, boss?
You got the girl with you?
[NICKY] Yes, sir.
Good.
Let her rip.
(SCREAMING)
No, no, no, no.
(SCREAMING)
Get her up, put
her on the chair.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
Look at you.
Goddamn, girl.
You got a lot of fight in you.
I just want to
see my daughter.
First thing's first.
We're gonna make a
little phone call.
Mr. Frank, this is Sam Barone.
I have something for you.
Hey, guess what?
It's for you.
Good evening.
I'm going to ask
you some questions.
I need you to answer them
straight and to the point.
If you fail to provide me
with a reasonable response,
or allude to any issue
you may presently have
with this conversation,
we'll be forced to stop
and start the process
over again, understood?
Yes.
Okay.
(BUTTON CLICKS)
Your full name, please.
Address.
Phone number.
And your social security number.
Now I'm obligated by law
to read you the following
terms and conditions.
It's a standard transfer
of ownership agreement.
It'll take a few minutes.
At the end, if you agree,
please say I agree.
I agree.
(BUTTON CLICKS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Yes.
Thank you.
You got what you want.
Now where's my daughter?
[SAM] Bring her in.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Mom, Mom.
(VOCALIZING)
Don't you fucking move.
You got what you want.
Now you let her go.
There's one thing I want,
just for my own
fucking satisfaction.
Get on your knees or
the bitch gets it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Now.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Got too much fucking
pride, you smug bitch.
I wanna see you cry.
I want you to give me
everything you got.
I want you to fucking beg me
not to put a bullet through
her pretty, little head.
I'm gonna give you 30
seconds to convince me, go.
Do not touch my baby.
[SAM] That was weak.
Please do not touch my baby.
- Come on.
- Do not hurt her.
20 seconds.
- Do not, do not touch her.
- Come on.
- Jesus Christ.
- Do not hurt her.
- This is weak.
- Please do not hurt her.
- She does not love you.
- Let get go.
- Come on.
- Let her go.
- You let her go.
- 15 seconds.
Please let her go,
let her go, please.
Please let her go, please.
- Six.
- Please let her go, please.
- Five, four, three.
- Please, please.
Please let her go, please.
Beg me not to
shoot this bitch.
Please, please.
[SAMMY] You want me to
fucking shoot this bitch?
Please.
Then you fucking beg me.
Please.
Please.
Please don't hurt her, please.
Please don't hurt
my baby, please.
Please.
Please do not kill
my baby, please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
(CRYING)
Now you two get
the fuck out of here.
Go.
Oh, and wave
goodbye to your bar.
Or should I say my bar.
(LAUGHING)
- Run, baby, run.
- What?
[SAMMY] Oh and
enjoy the ride home
to your fucking farm or
wherever it is you came from.
Run.
This is the way
it's gonna go down.
You don't make a move until
I know that she's safe.
And if you have to choose,
you choose her.
That understood?
May?
Yes, ma'am.
Run.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Get 'em, get her.
Oh shit.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUNS FIRING)
(SCREAMING)
(SAMMY GROANING)
Fucking bitch.
You're gonna fucking pay.
You're gonna fucking
pay for this.
Sure.
You got my voice on a
recording somewhere.
You got my signature
on a piece of paper,
but the only problem is,
it ain't my bar.
I can't legally sell you
something I don't own, can I?
So when your friend, Mr. Frank,
tries to change the
name on that title,
he's gonna be in for
a little surprise.
Mr. DeVito, we have a problem.
The title to this bar
is hidden in a small box
in my office,
wrapped in a pretty
little ribbon
with a card next
to it that reads,
"You deserve this, baby.
"Happy birthday."
I gave it to my
daughter, Scarlet.
It's her name on
the title, not mine.
It seems to me that you
don't own shit, Sammy boy.
Who the fuck are you people?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You come into my
place of business.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You threaten my family.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You kidnapped my daughter.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You murdered my son.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SCREAMING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GROANING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
(GRUNTS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(PHONE BUZZES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
It's for you.
(PHONE BUZZES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
What the fuck are you doing?
(TIRES SQUEAL)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Who the fuck are you?
Are you scared?
Are you frightened?
It's okay if you are.
Folks like you, they say,
"I ain't scared of no girl."
Your boy Jimmy,
your boy Momo, Sam,
whoever the fuck, they
all said the same thing.
But when you put a
gun to their head,
when you are just about
to squeeze that trigger,
human instinct kicks in,
and they start crying,
and they start shaking,
and they get real, real scared.
Pickings.
You got some pair of
balls on you, lady.
Pulling a stunt like that.
Well, Jo.
I can't say that it's a
pleasure to finally meet you
considering the circumstances.
Please, don't take offense.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You better do what
you came here to do.
I ain't got all day, toots.
Fuck you.
Yeah.
Pretty much.
Fuck you, too.
(GUN FIRES)
(CRYING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(CRYING)
They say that whatever
doesn't kill you
makes you stronger.
I'm the living proof of that,
and I've got the
scars to show it.
Every scar you carry,
every bad memory
is an indication
of how strong you actually are.
How much you've endured,
and how against all
odds, you survived.
People say you need to
forget about the bad things,
forget the painful
memories, let them go.
But if you do that,
you lost the value of the scar.
The pain was suffered
but nothing gained.
Fear overtook you and
the scar you carry
has made you weaker,
not stronger.
You just gotta realize that
some scars will never heal.
Some memories will burn forever.
But when you see them,
when you feel them,
you gotta smile.
You've endured.
You survived.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
When she was a child
She was a little wild
She didn't play with toys
She wouldn't look at boys
She had a way of her own
Now she's up in Rome
Oh, boy, nothing's
gonna save you
Oh, Lord, praise the
one that made you
Oh child, holy water tremble
You know when the
night is coming for you
Ain't nothing stops the
sooner from the later
So light the way
on the wrong road
Hold tight, baby,
that's the way it goes
Now they call her a lady
The noise that
made her crazy
Still the guests when on by
So did her alibi
She got some kids of her own
Now they're up and grown
Look now, devil's
got you running
From what, baby
are you stumbling
Don't wait, death
is such a gamble
You know when the
night is coming for you
Ain't nothing stops
the sooner or the later
So light the way
on the wrong road
Hold tight, baby,
that's the way it goes
Don't pick a fight
With a dog who bites
She gonna leave a mark where
She tear you apart there
You're such a fool
You're just so cruel
Wake up, sit and pray
Live another day
You know, when the
night is coming for you
Ain't nothing stops the
sooner from the later
So light the way
on the wrong road
Hold tight, baby
that's the way it goes
The way it goes
The way it goes
Ooh
Ooh
66 D two.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(CHEERS)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
That a whip?
I don't have a cell phone.
(LAUGHING)
[WOMAN] I realize that.
[JO LEE] Sorry, hold
on one second, sorry.
I'm sorry.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
May may, you're a lot little
piece of video, ain't you?
Hi, the name's Therese.
So nice to meet you,
I'm new in town.
Single, not married or anything.
Oh, single, ready to mingle.
I like wine.
What do you say you get
me a glass of it, huh?
(LAUGHING)
All right, then good, let's
just cut the bull here.
I am not wearing any socks
and I got the
panties to match it
if you know what I mean.
(LAUGHING)
God, why did I just
say that, oh, no.
Oh, but then again,
I am at that age
where, I guess,
you meet someone,
so I don't know.
What do you say, you and
I will just, God dang it.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
[MAN] Cut.
[WOMAN] Cut.
(METAL CREAKS)
Listen to me, lady.
You have no idea,
no idea who you're fucking with.
You bitch.
You're gonna pay
for what you did.
You hear me?
Fuck.
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
Are you scared?
Are you frightened?
Fuck you.
Let me out of here.
Let me out.
(CHAIR ROLLING)
(BELL CHIMES)
Have you ever heard
of Tony Robbins?
Yeah, if you have any
interest in human psychology
whatsoever, you need to
listen to Tony Robbins.
I used to think it was bullshit,
to be perfectly honest,
but then one day I came
across one of his tapes
at a gas station in Missouri.
This was back in
the 80's when folks
still had tapes in their cars,
but the tape was talking about
what it is that makes people do
the things that they do.
It is the root of
human psychology,
and it's what brought
you before me tonight.
Every decision you've
ever made in your poor,
pitiful little life was driven
by one of two basic
human instincts,
pain and pleasure.
You see, Tony says
that we as human beings
do whatever it is that we do
out of our desire
to gain pleasure
or our need to avoid pain.
(GUN COCKS)
You steal because you're
afraid of something,
coming up short on a
loan or going hungry
without food on the table,
or you steal because
you like the thrill.
You enjoy stealing things.
You kill people because
you like killing people
or because you
were told to do so
and you were too
scared to say no
to the person who
gave you the order.
This is an indisputable fact.
You either act out of fear
or because you seek pleasure.
It's a human thing.
There ain't no
getting around it.
Which brings me to my point.
You, us, right here in
this terrible moment.
You say that I don't
know who you are.
That is not entirely true.
'Cause as we have
just concluded,
you can only be
one of two things.
You're either a
coward or a demon.
A slave or a rebel.
A lion or an itty bitt pussycat.
Am I getting through to you?
Go fuck yourself.
How 'bout that?
You broke my fucking nose.
You see that?
This is who you really are.
Trying to convince me
otherwise is very undemonlike.
I think I see a pussy cat.
(LAUGHING)
Fuck you.
Let me go.
I swear to god.
I oughta murder
your fucking family.
(MAN GROANING)
[WOMAN] Jimmy, my boy.
This has been my
fucking pleasure.
You have fucked
with a demon queen.
(GUN FIRES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Hey, for most people,
the suffering of pain
is as intolerable
as death itself.
The agony associated
with physical, mental
or even spiritual pain
is potent enough
to drive sane folks
into the edge of insanity
and throw them off
the fucking cliff.
Those people are most people,
and most people seek to
spend their entire life
in search of comfort,
as far as way from pain
as humanly possible,
but a rare few use
pain with impunity
to get those who are afraid
of it to do their bidding.
For them, pain is used
as a means to an end,
a tool in a mad man's toolbox.
As a responsible business
owner in Port City, Michigan,
Linda is required to
make weekly payments
to the local racket in order
to keep her business afloat.
Needless to say,
Linda has been lagging
behind on her payments,
and when a Port City business
is behind on its payments,
it gets a visit from them.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(DOG BARKS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WHIP CRACKS)
(SNEEZES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Remember me?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Well, well, well,
aren't you a peach?
What's your name?
Don't talk to her.
Don't look at her.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'm going to
give you a choice.
It's not going to
be an easy choice,
but it is a choice,
which is more than
most people get
when they try to back out
of a contract with me.
Choice number one,
you pay me $50,000
and I get the fuck
out of the way.
It's an easy buy
out, clean, fair,
and to the point.
Choice number two, you sign over
ownership of your business to me
and in return, I will
wipe the slate clean.
That means you and your daughter
will get to go home alive
and mostly unspoiled.
That brings choice number three,
I shoot you in
the fucking mouth.
(CRYING)
And cut my losses.
So what will it be?
Mr. Frank, this is Sam Barone.
I have something for you.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(WATER RUNNING)
(RUSTLING)
(DOOR CREAKS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CHEERFUL MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
[MAN] Ritchey.
Stop, stop crying, please.
(GUN COCKS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
Just a little song handy
Wherever you go
Just have a small song
You hungry, baby?
Yeah.
You want pancakes?
Yeah.
Blueberries?
Yeah.
You ever say
anything except yeah?
Yeah.
(LAUGHING)
Thank you, baby Jesus,
for keeping us safe
and giving us yummy
pancakes for breakfast.
Thank you for Mom and
Scarlet and Dawson
and Sparkles and Uncle Billy.
And also please look after
Daddy and Lily in heaven,
and make sure to tell
them how much we love them
and how much we miss them.
Thank you, God, amen.
Amen.
[DAWSON] Amen.
Let's eat.
Looks good.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
- Can we please...
- Just start with two.
- How many?
- 17.
- 17, all right.
- Is that right?
Oops, that flopping
all over the place.
The flapjack.
It makes sense.
Thank you, Mom.
- You are witty this morning.
- I'm full of jokes.
- Yeah.
- What can I say?
- Two cups of coffee already.
- Yeah.
All right.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
I am a dead man
Walking
I see the light
Coming
It feels warm on my face
But I can't tell
It's gonna burn me down
(SOFT MUSIC)
Red lips and worn out books
Flaming lips and pinstripe
He's a walking, talking
whiskey toting man
Shaping me like a fist fight
You make feel
like a woman might
When the lights go down
What is it?
[SCARLET] Something red.
Mm.
Not bad.
- Mm hmm.
- Not bad.
Told you.
Hey, Dawson, cut it.
What you doing?
What does it look
like I'm doing?
I'm working.
What do you want?
Get me a beer.
Boy, you better step it.
Step it, go on, get out of here.
I'm gonna be telling Mom.
(PHONE RINGS)
[BOONE] This is
Boone's voicemail, baby.
Get excited.
(RUSTLING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
Charlie was a good man
Always came back
He never breathed the life
Here.
Things that he had
Hi, let me ask you something.
What table?
Oh, I think it was five.
Hey.
Always put the table
number at the bottom, okay?
Hey, what's your name?
Scarlet.
Scarlet, that's
a beautiful name.
Well, if you don't mind
me saying this, girl,
but you are just too
fucking hot for comfort.
You know that?
Let me buy you a
drink, how bout that?
You wanna have a drink with me?
Can I get a biskey, please?
A what?
Hey.
[BISKY CUSTOMER] A
beer and a whiskey?
Hey, look, Scarlet,
don't be rude.
I'm just trying to
buy you a drink.
Have a drink with me.
More the maker.
Hey.
Coming right up.
Look, I'm talking to you, huh?
Hey, let go of me.
Oh, come on.
Let fucking go of me.
Get your hands off me.
- Oh, dear.
- Get...
Said he's gotta impress
all of the neighborhood
While my sis
(SCREAMS)
(EAGLE CALLS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Didn't wanna go
and mess around
Pack my things
Left you some
money in my van
Don't want you to
hurt for anything
It's time to be alive
Hey, thanks.
Don't mention it.
[SCARLET] Whatcha having?
Same old.
Cowboy Joe?
Cowboy Joe.
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
I've been going all night
Let me go till
That was awesome.
What?
That guy, you kicked his ass.
No, hardly.
I just showed him
where the door was.
You looking after your mama?
Yeah.
Your sisters?
Always look after family, kid.
Family always comes first.
You got it?
Yeah, got it.
You giving me lip, boy?
What if I am?
(LAUGHING)
Can I see it?
See what?
Sweet, let me hold it.
Yeah.
You wanna see an ass whooping,
the day I let you hold it
is the day your mama gonna
whoop my ass to death with it.
I'd rather not.
Hey, Dawson, go out back
and watch Munchkin for a bit.
Not now.
Mom.
All right, okay,
Jesus, hold your horses.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Jo.
Hey, wake up.
What?
You all right?
I'm fine.
What?
Nothing.
I talked to Doris.
She been asking about you.
You know, one of these days,
you're gonna have to actually
say something to her.
Hey there, howdy, folks?
(CHEERING)
This guy again, really?
Do not knock him,
he plays for tips.
Yeah, and he
drinks like a camel
and I gotta haul his ass home.
Yeah, but it's funny.
Says you.
(GUITAR MUSIC)
Howdy.
(WHISTLES)
Oh, shit, what am I looking at?
This here goes out to
all you fine ladies
here in the house tonight.
[WOMAN] Yeah.
In constant sorrow
Well, I've been born
I am a man of
constant sorrow
I've seen trouble
o'er my days
I've bid farewell
To old Kentucky
The place where I
was born and raised
The place where I
was born and raised
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
All right, come on.
Out this way.
All right, where you going?
No, no, we're going
this way, see that?
Stay, stay, okay.
Here we go, we got stairs.
One, two, okay, right, come on,
right over here.
This way.
Yep, almost there.
Thank you, my lady.
Okay.
Hey, hey, what are you doing?
- Ow.
- Get in there.
Watch your head.
[MUSICIAN] I love
you, Charlotte.
It's Scarlet.
Drunky.
All right, bye now.
[MUSICIAN] I love
you, Charlotte.
- Okay.
- Bye, bye, baby.
- Bye.
- Bye bye.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'm sorry, fellas,
we're closed.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
Excuse me.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Scotch, on the rocks.
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
We don't serve drinks here
after one, it's the law.
(LAUGHING)
Do I look like a guy who
gives a fuck about the law?
Now give me a drink
before I lose my temper.
Hey.
I'm calling the cops.
Hey, put it down.
Put it down.
Okay.
That's my boy, Jimmy.
He doesn't blink,
and I'd hate to see you
get on his bad side.
Now I'm gonna ask you
again, scotch on the rocks.
(GLASS SHATTERS)
Another.
What's your name, kitty cat?
Scarlet, my name's Scarlet.
Scarlet, sure.
Well, Scarlet, you're in luck.
We're here to hurt you.
Here to have a little
chat with the owner.
Where can I find him?
Here.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
Well, well, hello, Dolly.
There a problem here?
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
You know who I am?
Should I?
Hey, Jimmy.
Looks like we got
us a hard ass here.
Seems that way.
Now you listen to me, Blondie.
We didn't come here to hurt you.
No.
Came here to talk
to you, that's all.
But if you smart
me like that again,
I'm gonna have to get
real nasty with you.
What do you want?
That your office back there?
Now why don't you
and I go back there
and have ourselves a
little chat, more private.
Whatever it is you're
selling, I ain't buying it,
so I'm gonna ask you nicely,
get the fuck out of my bar.
(LAUGHING)
You're asking me to leave.
Is that what you're saying?
Jimmy, look at the time.
I guess we better be going, huh?
(CRYING)
You have a problem with me, huh?
You gonna give me
trouble, bitch?
Who the fuck do you
think you're talking to?
Do you have the
slightest goddamn idea
who you're fucking with?
Now you and I are
going back there
and we're gonna talk business.
So I don't have to drag you
by your pretty blonde hair
right in front of
your fucking daughter
and beat you to death.
You understand me?
Fuck, Moma, Moma.
(GUNS FIRING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
(SCREAMS)
Drop it.
Get up.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'm gonna kick you now.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Fuck you!
Fuck.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Fuck you.
Motherfucker, fuck you.
Fuck you.
Wake up.
Mama.
You.
What the fuck?
I don't feel so good.
Do I look okay?
Listen to me, wake up.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
[JIMMY] Mama.
(GUN COCKS)
Who are you?
What are you doing here?
You're in trouble now,
you silly fucking hill Billy.
(GUN FIRES)
(SCREAMS)
Fuck.
(CRYING)
Fuck.
Answer the question, please.
(CRYING)
You can't shoot me.
I can't?
You can't fucking shoot me.
Think I just did.
- You know who I am, huh?
- No.
Do you have any
fucking idea, do you?
Why don't you tell me?
My name is Jimmy
Marcone, asshole.
Never heard of you.
Google it, fuck
you, Google it.
Fuck you.
I have a fucking
Crimepedia page about me,
who the fuck are you?
No, no, no, no.
(GUN FIRES)
(SCREAMS)
Fuck, goddammit,
stop it, stop it,
stop fucking shooting me, man.
Stop lying to me.
I ain't fucking lying.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I'm gonna have to put
another hole in you.
I ain't lying.
What you gonna do with him?
We can't let him go.
You know what will
happen if we do.
[JIMMY] Hello, hello.
I need to get to a hospital.
I'm bleeding to death over here.
Come on.
Damned if you do.
Damned if I don't.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Listen to me, lady.
You have no idea,
no idea who you're fucking with.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I say we tie these monkeys up,
bag 'em, seal 'em, I'll
drive 'em down the river.
You stay here and take care of
the rest of this mess, yeah?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(ENGINE REVS)
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
To my bright
and talented star,
may you keep shining forever,
love Dad.
It's getting late.
You get some sleep.
Goodnight.
I saw you.
In the monitor.
What?
I saw what you
did to that guy.
Momo.
(GUN FIRES)
[DAWSON] They were
bad guys, right?
Yes.
Yes, they were.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(RAIN FALLS)
(PHONE RINGS)
Hello?
Oh, it's you.
June bug.
How you been, sis?
I've missed you, you know that?
The girls have been
asking about you.
May's been talking about you.
How's Moon?
Come home.
(RAIN FALLS)
(WATER RUSHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WATER RUSHING)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(RAIN FALLS)
Okay.
The Brady Bunch.
[JO] Uh uh.
- What?
- No.
What?
[JO] The Brady Bunch,
that's a T, baby, not a B.
Now go on, try again.
What you gotta pick?
A B.
[JO] That's right, go on.
B.
Beevis and Butthead.
(LAUGHING)
[JO] How do you
know what that is?
[MAN] What she say?
Beevis and Butthead.
(LAUGHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Baby, baby, are you
okay, are you hurt?
Baby, baby, do you
remember that game
that we play when the
wind gets angry outside?
[DAD] Take it.
What are you doing?
Take it.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You remember that game.
You wanna play that
game with me right now?
Yeah, the tornado game?
Okay, I need you to put
your hands over your ears
and I want you to
close your eyes.
Can you do that for Mommy?
Can you do that for
Mommy right now?
Yeah.
Good girl, good girl.
(HUMMING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
May, May.
(HUMMING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
[LILY] Daddy!
No!
(LAUGHING)
(GUN FIRES)
- No, no.
- Mommy!
No.
- Lily, Lily, no, don't.
- No.
No, get off.
Get off.
No!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(RAIN FALLS)
No.
No, no, no.
No, no.
No.
No.
No.
No.
No.
(CRYING)
No.
No, no.
(CRYING)
No, no.
No, no.
(CRYING)
No.
No, no, no.
(CRYING)
No.
(RAIN FALLING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You motherfucker.
(LAUGHING)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(INHALES)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I hear we own a new
bar up on Conson Road.
[SAMMY] Sure do.
What happened?
[SAMMY] She wanted out.
(LAUGHING)
Did you call Mr. Frank?
[SAMMY] Sure did.
Ah, good.
You did really good, Sammy.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I hear about that
Gary Simms fella, too.
(LAUGHING)
Blew his fucking brains out.
It's amazing, ain't it?
All we gotta do is
knock on the door
and they blast themselves
out of the way.
(LAUGHING)
What the fuck are
you laughing at?
Nothing, boss, sorry.
How's the wife?
She's good.
That's a rhetorical
question, fucker.
I don't give a shit.
(LAUGHING)
Okay, no fucking around.
Let's cut straight to
the chase here, fellas.
Time's a wasting.
I got a job for you.
It's a bar, a small,
family owned joint,
at least, I think
it's family owned.
Who the hell knows with
a name like Pickings.
(LAUGHING)
I sent Momo and Jimmy down
there to shake 'em down,
show them how we do things
around our neck of the woods.
They're gone.
Who's gone?
Momo and Jimmy.
Gone.
Gone how?
What are you a
fucking wiseguy, huh?
What do you mean how?
They're gone.
Missing, disappeared.
They're not answering
their phones.
Their wives keep calling me up
asking where they are.
I got jobs piling up.
The phone's ringing
off the fucking hook.
They're gone, vanished, vapored.
Should I paint you a picture?
[SAMMY] Oh shit.
Yep.
You can say that again.
But hey, anything
could happen to them.
They could have been
snatched up by some cops,
or abducted by aliens
for all we know.
Shit happens.
What if it's another family?
Family?
(LAUGHING)
Family.
What fucking family's
gonna come here?
We're in the middle
of butt fuck nowhere.
Halfway across the
country from any city
worth working in.
This is Port fucking City.
I say we...
(SIPS)
(CRUNCHES)
What the fuck are you doing?
Do you know why I put
these balls up here?
Do you know why
I put these here?
You don't know why I
put these here, right?
Don't you touch
my fucking balls.
They're my balls.
You keep your
hands off my balls.
You understand, me?
You cocksucker, come over here.
Come here right now.
Stand right here.
Leo.
Don't you fucking Leo, me.
Come here and get
what's coming to you,
or keep standing
there like a snail,
and I'm gonna put one right
between your fucking teeth.
I ain't gonna say
it again, asshole.
One, two.
Closer, step closer.
Right here, you see
where I'm pointing?
This spot, step,
step, closer, closer,
come on, come on, closer.
You see where I'm pointing?
Don't let me ask you again.
Closer, right here,
right on this spot,
right where I'm pointing.
(SLAPS)
(SCREAMS)
You son of a bitch.
(CRYING)
Stop it, stop crying,
go over there.
Over there, near the pole.
What are you limping
for, you fucking moron?
I hit you in the face?
Turn around, turn
around, face the pole,
I don't wanna look at you.
(CRYING)
Fucking clown.
(CRYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Sammy, boy.
I'm gonna need you to take
care of this problem for me.
I want you to go down there
and see what you
can find out for me.
Do a little snooping around.
I wanna know who
these people are.
I wanna know who
they're working for,
and I wanna know where the
fuck are my goddamn boys?
But most importantly, I want
that bar, Sammy, understood?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Good morning.
Good morning.
How'd you sleep?
Okay.
Just okay?
Yeah, Sparkles snores a lot.
He does, doesn't he?
You know who else snores a lot?
You.
I don't snore.
- Yes, you do.
- No, I don't.
You sound like a little
piggy, like (VOCALIZES).
No, that's Sparkles.
(LAUGHING)
Happy birthday to you
(HORN HONKS)
Thank you.
- Happy birthday.
- Thanks.
Grab some of this.
Emma, go give this
to your uncle Boone.
Don't take no for an answer.
No for an answer,
whisper, whisper, whisper.
[EMMA] Uncle Boone,
this is for you.
Put it on.
Oh, no thanks,
munchkin, I'm good.
[EMMA] Please Uncle Boonie.
(LAUGHING)
That's beautiful.
- Fashion.
- Good job, Emma.
All right, presents.
It's present time.
It's the best time of the year.
(LAUGHING)
What is this?
Can I do it now?
- Can I open them?
- Yes.
- You sure?
- Yes.
Oh my good, Emma.
These are beautiful.
Thank you so much, oh my gosh.
Me too.
Yay.
Oh, look at that.
- That is...
- Oh, I love it.
- You like it?
- Thank you.
- That's pretty.
- Really.
- Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.
I have a big surprise
for you as well.
It's at the bar, under my
desk in a pretty little box.
(GUITAR MUSIC)
Troubling
Got trouble on my mind
Troubling
Growing up takes time
On and on
Doing the best I can
Rolling so long
Try to understand
Gets colder and darker
the older you get
The day's getting longer
before the sun sets
And I ain't done
with this one yet
Follow my shadow
wherever it goes
Walking in circles,
I step on my own soul
Where we're all
going nobody knows
Left or right,
I still got by
You know how it goes
Out of mind out of sight
I ain't dying here tonight
I ain't dying here tonight
Still got time to
make things right
Still got time,
it's all right
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
Scarlet, I want
you to have this.
No.
Scarlet.
Mom, I don't want it,
put it away, please.
This can save more than
just your life, okay?
You need to take it
and you need to
keep it with you.
I don't want anything
to do with that.
I'm not taking it.
Do you understand the
situation that we're in?
Do you?
Take it.
No.
I'm not like you, Mom.
And I don't wanna
be like you, okay?
I'm not a violent person.
That's not in me, that's
not a part of who I am.
If that's you,
that's your business,
but that is not a
part of my story.
Don't give me a fucking gun
for my fucking birthday.
You hold your tongue.
I am gonna say
this one more time.
You take it.
No.
Scarlet.
Mom.
I'm not taking it, why is that
so hard for you to understand?
You weren't around for the
consequences of your actions.
I was.
You didn't see the
other side of it, I did.
You didn't have to go
to Dad's funeral, okay?
I did.
You didn't have to
identify Lily's dead body.
- Scarlet, that is enough.
- I did.
That is enough.
You didn't have
to explain to Emma
why her mommy was
in a fucking coma.
Guess what, I did.
Scarlet, that is
enough, thank you.
Happy birthday, Scarlet.
Seriously.
Seriously.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
There ain't no grave
can hold my body down
You mind if I join you?
By all means.
Round round round
There ain't no grave
can hold my body down
(COUGHING)
Holy shit.
What's in that?
I call it (SPEAKING FOREIGN
LANGUAGE) motherfucker.
(LAUGHING)
There ain't no grave
can hold my body down
There ain't no grave
can hold my body down
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
Oh boy.
Look down yonder Gabriel
Put your feet on
the land and see
But Gabriel don't
you blow your trumpet
Util you hear it from me
There ain't no grave
I talked to Scarlet if you...
I'll talk to Scarlet
if you want me to.
I don't know what
much good it'll do.
(COUGHING)
Her whole life, her mother
taught her nonviolence,
no guns.
Then all the sudden,
you come in there,
let me guess, you
just rolled up on her.
You said, "Here Scarlet,
you take this gun now.
"You take this gun,
you just might have
"to shoot someone
in their face."
No, no, no.
Bang, bang, Scarlet.
- Okay, no.
- Bang, bang.
[JO] She hates me, no
you should have seen her.
[BOONE] She doesn't.
[JO] She hates me.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
Let me guess, you
just rolled up on her.
Said, "Hey, Scarlet,
here's a gun.
"You just might have to
shoot someone in their face."
(LAUGHING)
You are so dumb.
[JO] You are so funny.
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
Excuse me, can I
bother you for a light?
Yeah, sure.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LIGHTER SPARKS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
[SAMMY] Thank you.
Don't mention it.
(RUSTLING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Dawson.
Dawson, what are you doing?
[DAWSON] Nothing.
All right, that's fine,
let's go, Mom's waiting.
Come here, baby.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
[JO LEE] My name
is Jo Lee Haywood
and in the spring of 1982,
I murdered my father.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
His name was Jesse M. Pickin,
and he was a fucking drunk,
and doing what
fucking drunks do,
Jesse would often
drink himself to death
and resort to violence.
Unprovoked,
unnecessary violence.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
After nearly killing my mother
in a drunken stroke of rage,
Jesse M. Pickin had
finally met his end,
at the hands of his
three baby daughters.
Doris, May, and me.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Collectively referred
to as the three dames.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Broke but ambitious,
my sisters and I
decided to go into
business for ourselves,
robbing banks,
robbing people,
and sometimes, murder.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Five years later, and
our name became a brand.
My sisters and I were in charge
of the largest Dixie mafia in
the great state of Tennessee.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
But this all changed
the day I met him.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
One day, our car was
stopped on our way back home
from a weekend with our
youngest daughter, Lily.
(TIRES SQUEAL)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Jake, the baker, Lando,
a local crime boss who wanted
to make a name for himself
decided to build
his brand as the man
who took down the three sisters,
the infamous Dame's Gang.
That dame was me.
He decided to put
an end to my life
and take my family away from me.
After four months
in a coma, I awoke.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I snuck into my own
house like a thief
in the middle of the night,
grabbed what's left
of my family and fled,
600 miles north to what
then was considered
the small boom town of
Port City, Michigan.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I bought a house in the suburbs,
opened a neighborhood bar
with my daughter, Scarlet,
and worked as hard as I
could to start my life anew.
Eventually my brother
Boone followed suit.
As for the man who
tried to kill me,
like old Jesse before him,
Jake, the baker,
Lando met his end
by the hands of the
two Dame sisters,
May and Doris.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SCREAMING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(WATER RUNNING)
(KNOCKS)
Dawson, come on,
let's go, Mom's waiting.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
What is that doing in here?
Dawson, what is
that doing in here?
I found it, I
wanted to read it.
Where did you find it?
Mom's room.
And you thought you
could just take it?
Yeah.
Why?
Because I wanted to read it.
Well, it wasn't
for you to read.
What made you think you could
just walk into Mom's room
and steal her journal,
what's the matter with you?
Give it to me.
Did you read it?
All of it?
[JO] Scarlet.
Dawson.
Move it.
- Let's go.
- Come on, move it.
Jesus.
I have to go potty.
Oh.
I'll take her.
No, no, stay here
with Dawson, here.
Hurry, quick, quick,
quick, quick, quick.
Look, Dawson, I'm
sorry for yelling at you.
Don't worry about it.
I deserved it.
Well, I took care
of it, all right?
It's fine, I'm not
gonna rat you out.
Thanks.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
So Mom's kind of a
badass, ain't she?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Yeah, that's...
That's one way of looking at it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
It's gonna be all right, okay?
Let me take a look at you.
You okay?
Okay.
(SCREAMING)
(GUN FIRES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
No.
No.
(CRYING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Faith in God, I don't know
Asked him why he said no
Have you ever been so alone
And dressed up for Sunday
They bow their
heads for some day
Have you ever questioned
I know
We count our daily blessing
Forgiving when trespassings
The emptiness is lasting
So long
Amen
Amen
(SOMBER MUSIC)
To my bright
and talented star,
may you keep shining forever.
Love, Dad.
(FOOTSTEPS ECHO)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Hello, June bug.
Long time, no see.
Who did this to you?
[SAMMY] Hello, Jo.
[JO] Who is this?
I think you know who this is.
I think you know
who I'm working for,
and I think you know
why I'm calling.
You have her?
You have my daughter?
You and I are gonna have
ourselves a little meeting.
Your bar, midnight.
If I see a cop, she dies.
If I see a gun, she dies.
If I see your hill Billy
redneck cow fucking brother,
she dies.
You give me what I want,
and I will give you your
little darling back.
I wanna talk to her.
I wanna talk to my daughter.
You put her on the line.
Do it.
Midnight.
(PHONE BEEPS)
(CRYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Wrecker
Bite the bullet, baby
We are gonna all
bend the knees
Locked and loaded, won't you
pour me a glass of gasoline
Set me on fire, yeah
Set me on fire
Me
Oh
Go ahead and pull the
bang, bang down on my knees
Down on my knees
Set me on fire
Set me on fire
Now they say whatever
doesn't kill you
Will only make you stronger
But I say whatever
doesn't kill me
It better run
Bite the bullet baby
We are gonna all
bend the knees
Locked and loaded, won't you
pour me a glass of gasoline
And set me on fire
(GUITAR MUSIC)
[JO] Pain.
For most people, the
suffering of pain
is as intolerable
as death itself.
The agony associated
with physical, mental
or even spiritual
pain is potent enough
to drive sane folks into
the edge of insanity
and throw them off
the fucking cliff.
But I am not most people.
Pain runs through my veins.
It has poisoned my blood.
I've got the scars to show it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Good evening.
Check her.
With pleasure.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Spread 'em, spread 'em.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
She's clean.
Oh, my eye.
Fuck me.
That wasn't very nice.
Where's my daughter?
All in good time.
Take a seat.
I'd rather stand.
I don't give a shit
what you'd rather.
Take a seat.
[WHITE SHIRT]
Sit the fuck down.
Two men entered your bar to
have a little chat with you,
they never made it out.
Where are they?
I don't know.
You just broke a
very important rule.
You lied to me.
I'm gonna ask you again,
two men, where are they?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Nicky.
[NICKY] Yeah, boss?
You got the girl with you?
[NICKY] Yes, sir.
Good.
Let her rip.
(SCREAMING)
No, no, no, no.
(SCREAMING)
Get her up, put
her on the chair.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
Look at you.
Goddamn, girl.
You got a lot of fight in you.
I just want to
see my daughter.
First thing's first.
We're gonna make a
little phone call.
Mr. Frank, this is Sam Barone.
I have something for you.
Hey, guess what?
It's for you.
Good evening.
I'm going to ask
you some questions.
I need you to answer them
straight and to the point.
If you fail to provide me
with a reasonable response,
or allude to any issue
you may presently have
with this conversation,
we'll be forced to stop
and start the process
over again, understood?
Yes.
Okay.
(BUTTON CLICKS)
Your full name, please.
Address.
Phone number.
And your social security number.
Now I'm obligated by law
to read you the following
terms and conditions.
It's a standard transfer
of ownership agreement.
It'll take a few minutes.
At the end, if you agree,
please say I agree.
I agree.
(BUTTON CLICKS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Yes.
Thank you.
You got what you want.
Now where's my daughter?
[SAM] Bring her in.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Mom, Mom.
(VOCALIZING)
Don't you fucking move.
You got what you want.
Now you let her go.
There's one thing I want,
just for my own
fucking satisfaction.
Get on your knees or
the bitch gets it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Now.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Got too much fucking
pride, you smug bitch.
I wanna see you cry.
I want you to give me
everything you got.
I want you to fucking beg me
not to put a bullet through
her pretty, little head.
I'm gonna give you 30
seconds to convince me, go.
Do not touch my baby.
[SAM] That was weak.
Please do not touch my baby.
- Come on.
- Do not hurt her.
20 seconds.
- Do not, do not touch her.
- Come on.
- Jesus Christ.
- Do not hurt her.
- This is weak.
- Please do not hurt her.
- She does not love you.
- Let get go.
- Come on.
- Let her go.
- You let her go.
- 15 seconds.
Please let her go,
let her go, please.
Please let her go, please.
- Six.
- Please let her go, please.
- Five, four, three.
- Please, please.
Please let her go, please.
Beg me not to
shoot this bitch.
Please, please.
[SAMMY] You want me to
fucking shoot this bitch?
Please.
Then you fucking beg me.
Please.
Please.
Please don't hurt her, please.
Please don't hurt
my baby, please.
Please.
Please do not kill
my baby, please.
Please.
Please.
Please.
(CRYING)
Now you two get
the fuck out of here.
Go.
Oh, and wave
goodbye to your bar.
Or should I say my bar.
(LAUGHING)
- Run, baby, run.
- What?
[SAMMY] Oh and
enjoy the ride home
to your fucking farm or
wherever it is you came from.
Run.
This is the way
it's gonna go down.
You don't make a move until
I know that she's safe.
And if you have to choose,
you choose her.
That understood?
May?
Yes, ma'am.
Run.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Get 'em, get her.
Oh shit.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GUNS FIRING)
(SCREAMING)
(SAMMY GROANING)
Fucking bitch.
You're gonna fucking pay.
You're gonna fucking
pay for this.
Sure.
You got my voice on a
recording somewhere.
You got my signature
on a piece of paper,
but the only problem is,
it ain't my bar.
I can't legally sell you
something I don't own, can I?
So when your friend, Mr. Frank,
tries to change the
name on that title,
he's gonna be in for
a little surprise.
Mr. DeVito, we have a problem.
The title to this bar
is hidden in a small box
in my office,
wrapped in a pretty
little ribbon
with a card next
to it that reads,
"You deserve this, baby.
"Happy birthday."
I gave it to my
daughter, Scarlet.
It's her name on
the title, not mine.
It seems to me that you
don't own shit, Sammy boy.
Who the fuck are you people?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You come into my
place of business.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You threaten my family.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You kidnapped my daughter.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You murdered my son.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(SCREAMING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(GROANING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(GUN FIRES)
(GRUNTS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(PHONE BUZZES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
It's for you.
(PHONE BUZZES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
What the fuck are you doing?
(TIRES SQUEAL)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Who the fuck are you?
Are you scared?
Are you frightened?
It's okay if you are.
Folks like you, they say,
"I ain't scared of no girl."
Your boy Jimmy,
your boy Momo, Sam,
whoever the fuck, they
all said the same thing.
But when you put a
gun to their head,
when you are just about
to squeeze that trigger,
human instinct kicks in,
and they start crying,
and they start shaking,
and they get real, real scared.
Pickings.
You got some pair of
balls on you, lady.
Pulling a stunt like that.
Well, Jo.
I can't say that it's a
pleasure to finally meet you
considering the circumstances.
Please, don't take offense.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You better do what
you came here to do.
I ain't got all day, toots.
Fuck you.
Yeah.
Pretty much.
Fuck you, too.
(GUN FIRES)
(CRYING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(CRYING)
They say that whatever
doesn't kill you
makes you stronger.
I'm the living proof of that,
and I've got the
scars to show it.
Every scar you carry,
every bad memory
is an indication
of how strong you actually are.
How much you've endured,
and how against all
odds, you survived.
People say you need to
forget about the bad things,
forget the painful
memories, let them go.
But if you do that,
you lost the value of the scar.
The pain was suffered
but nothing gained.
Fear overtook you and
the scar you carry
has made you weaker,
not stronger.
You just gotta realize that
some scars will never heal.
Some memories will burn forever.
But when you see them,
when you feel them,
you gotta smile.
You've endured.
You survived.
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
When she was a child
She was a little wild
She didn't play with toys
She wouldn't look at boys
She had a way of her own
Now she's up in Rome
Oh, boy, nothing's
gonna save you
Oh, Lord, praise the
one that made you
Oh child, holy water tremble
You know when the
night is coming for you
Ain't nothing stops the
sooner from the later
So light the way
on the wrong road
Hold tight, baby,
that's the way it goes
Now they call her a lady
The noise that
made her crazy
Still the guests when on by
So did her alibi
She got some kids of her own
Now they're up and grown
Look now, devil's
got you running
From what, baby
are you stumbling
Don't wait, death
is such a gamble
You know when the
night is coming for you
Ain't nothing stops
the sooner or the later
So light the way
on the wrong road
Hold tight, baby,
that's the way it goes
Don't pick a fight
With a dog who bites
She gonna leave a mark where
She tear you apart there
You're such a fool
You're just so cruel
Wake up, sit and pray
Live another day
You know, when the
night is coming for you
Ain't nothing stops the
sooner from the later
So light the way
on the wrong road
Hold tight, baby
that's the way it goes
The way it goes
The way it goes
Ooh
Ooh
66 D two.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(CHEERS)
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
That a whip?
I don't have a cell phone.
(LAUGHING)
[WOMAN] I realize that.
[JO LEE] Sorry, hold
on one second, sorry.
I'm sorry.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
May may, you're a lot little
piece of video, ain't you?
Hi, the name's Therese.
So nice to meet you,
I'm new in town.
Single, not married or anything.
Oh, single, ready to mingle.
I like wine.
What do you say you get
me a glass of it, huh?
(LAUGHING)
All right, then good, let's
just cut the bull here.
I am not wearing any socks
and I got the
panties to match it
if you know what I mean.
(LAUGHING)
God, why did I just
say that, oh, no.
Oh, but then again,
I am at that age
where, I guess,
you meet someone,
so I don't know.
What do you say, you and
I will just, God dang it.
(UPBEAT MUSIC)
(LAUGHING)
[MAN] Cut.
[WOMAN] Cut.