Self Storage (2013) Movie Script
1
[ominous music]
[rattling and clanging sounds]
[machine beeping]
- FUCK'S GOING ON?
WHAT THE FUCK'S GOING ON?
- ZIP TIES.
WEAPONS-GRADE.
- WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
- MOVING STRAPS.
PRESSURE TESTED
AT 1,000 POUNDS.
- WHAT THE FUCK?
- [chuckling]
- [grunting]
- THE HARDER YOU FIGHT,
THE FASTER THE SEDATIVE COURSES
THROUGH YOUR BODY.
[rumbling]
- [gasping]
MOTHERFUCKER!
- [laughing]
- SHH, SHH, SHH,
PLEASE, MAN.
I GOT MONEY.
I GOT LOTS OF MONEY.
YEAH.
PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO.
PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO.
I'VE NEVER SEEN YOUR FACE,
MAN.
PLEASE!
[rustling]
PLEASE!
- I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU
A WHILE NOW.
BIG, STRONG GUY.
20/20 VISION.
EATS RIGHT.
AND A NONSMOKER.
- NO, PLEASE!
- YOU ARE A REAL FIND,
MY FRIEND.
- PLEASE! PLEASE!
PLEASE!
LET ME GO!
PLEASE, NO!
NO!
NO!
[beeping]
- HAVE SWEET DREAMS.
[gate clanging]
- NO!
NO!
PLEASE!
NO!
[alarm clock ringing]
[driving rock music]
- WHAT IS
THIS CASH PARADE
SUNDAY MORNING RAIN
FALLING DOWN ON THEM
AND WHO IS THERE TO BLAME
- RAIN ON
THE MAGAZINES
PROMOTING
THE PIPE DREAM SCHEME
HOW THEY BUILD
THEIR OWN ESTEEM
TO BE THE DREAM
TRYING TO FIND
MY PEACE OF MIND
REALIZE
THAT I'M SO ENTWINED
YEAH
NEED TO RUSH
NEED TO RUSH
GOT ALL THE TIME
IN THE WORLD
NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- CAN'T GET IN LINE
WITH THE COLOR-WHEEL BLUES
I NEED A RUSH
NEED A RUSH
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
PROJECTED IMAGE
ON THE SCREEN
- NO ATTENTION
NO ATTENTION
- SOOTHING, TRANQUIL,
AND OBSCENE
- NO ATTENTION
NO ATTENTION
- I SHUDDER
I CLOSE MY EYES
AND WHEN I FINALLY
SEE MYSELF
WHEN I'M RUNNING,
RUNNING FOR HELP
BECAUSE THERE'S NOBODY ELSE
YOU SEE,
MY FEET KEEP SLEEPING
- HI-OH!
- NOTHING CHANGES
DAY TO DAY
ALLOW FOR MY NEED TO ESCAPE
YEAH, YEAH
I NEED TO RUSH
I NEED TO RUSH
I'VE GOT ALL THE TIME
IN THE WORLD
I NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- CAN'T FALL BACK,
CAN'T KEEP TREADING WATER
I NEED A RUSH
I NEED A RUSH
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
- SHIT.
[dramatic music on TV]
- REBECCA CONWAY,
AGE 26, MOTHER OF TWO,
IS NOW MISSING
FOR THREE DAYS.
THIS IS THE SIXTH MISSING PERSON
IN THE TRI-STATE AREA
IN THE PAST TWO MONTHS.
AUTHORITIES BELIEVE
THE ABDUCTIONS ARE RELATED
AND ARE WORKING AROUND THE CLOCK
CHASING DOWN ANY AND ALL
POSSIBLE LEADS.
IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION
ON THE WHEREABOUTS OF REBECCA
OR OF ANY OF THE OTHER VICTIMS
MENTIONED IN OUR BROADCAST,
PLEASE CONTACT OUR HOTLINE.
LIVE FROM
THE WOODHAVEN POLICE STATION,
I'M PAMELA WILLIAMS.
- TREVOR?
COME ON, MAN, WHY DO YOU GO TO BE DOING THIS SHIT?
- BAM!
- [sighs]
- [exhales forcefully]
GOT YOU AGAIN.
- CONGRATULATIONS.
YOU'RE A TRUE NINJA MASTER.
FUCKING WEIRDO.
- JAKE, I NEED TO SEE YOU
IN MY OFFICE IMMEDIATELY.
- WHAT THE FUCK?
- WHAT?
WHEN?
OH, THAT'S JUST A LITTLE SOONER
THAN WE EXPECTED,
BUT I'M SURE WE
CAN ACCOMMODATE YOU.
ALL RIGHT,
WE'LL MAKE IT WORK.
THANKS.
AND HAVE A NICE NIGHT.
WHAT?
YOU GOT IT.
YEAH, SURE.
WE'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
FUCKING PEOPLE.
[groans]
- YOU HEAR ABOU THESE ABDUCTIONS?
IT'S ALL OVER THE NEWS.
I MEAN, THAT SHIT CAN HAPPEN
RIGHT IN YOUR BACKYARD.
- YEAH, DO ME A FAVOR.
PRESS PLAY.
PUT TOGETHER
A LITTLE HIGHLIGHT REEL.
BEST OF JAKE.
HEY.
NICE SWING.
- THANKS.
- AH, JAKE.
[laughing]
THAT'S ATTRACTIVE.
- YEAH.
COME ON.
- WISH WE HAD AUDIO.
OOH, THAT'S GOT TO HURT.
THAT'S GOT TO HURT BAD.
- YEAH.
IT'S ALL FAIRLY INCRIMINATING.
- WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE...
[chuckles]
SOUND LIKE MY FUCKING FATHER.
WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE,
I WAS GETTING SHOT AT.
THAT WAS A PRETTY TOUGH JOB.
NOW, YOU ON THE OTHER HAND,
HAVE A VERY SIMPLE JOB,
AND YOU STILL GOT TO BUST...
[thumping]
BUST MY BALLS,
ACTING LIKE A RETARD.
- I'M SORRY, WALTER.
- LOOK, I GET IT.
YOU'RE IN THE WOODS
LATE AT NIGHT,
NOBODY'S AROUND,
AND YOU FIGURE
YOU CAN JERK OFF ALL NIGHT.
- WELL...
- YOU ARE A GROWN ASS MAN,
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE, LITTLE BUDDY.
START ACTING LIKE IT,
ALL RIGHT?
I MEAN, YOU SEE ALL THOSE
CAMERAS I HAVE HERE, HUH?
YOU SEE THEM ALL?
YOU THINK THEY'RE
FOR DECORATION?
I'M ALWAYS WATCHING, JAKE.
- I'M SORRY, WALT.
- WHAT THE FUCK, JAKE?
WHAT WOULD YOU DO
IF YOU WERE ME, HMM?
- WHAT WOULD I DO
IF I WERE YOU?
I'D PROBABLY NOT FIRE ME?
LOOK, COME ON, WALT.
YOU KNOW I LOVE IT HERE.
- GET OFF ME,
YOU LITTLE WEIRDO.
JAKE, YOU KNOW
YOU'RE LIKE FAMILY.
I MEAN, SHIT,
YOU'VE BEEN WORKING HERE
SINCE YOU WERE IN HIGH SCHOOL.
BUT I'M TIRED OF WAITING
FOR YOU TO GROW UP.
IT WAS FUNNY BACK THEN
WHEN YOU WERE A KID.
IT'S FUCKING PATHETIC NOW,
PAL.
I MEAN, JESUS, JAKE,
YOU LIVE HERE, MAN.
DO--DO YOU BRING WOMEN HERE?
COME ON, DUDE.
GROW UP.
AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
OH, YEAH.
ONE MORE THING.
IF YOU SEE TREVOR,
TELL HIM I NEED HIM.
HE WON'T ANSWER HIS PHONE.
- JESUS CHRIST,
I CAN'T DO IT TONIGHT.
THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
I'M SORRY.
IT'S OUT OF MY FUCKING HANDS.
IT-IT CAN'T BE--
EVEN IF I WANTED TO,
I COULDN'T DO IT.
IT-IT'S TIMING ISSUES.
IT'S INTERNATIONAL
SHIPPING LABELS.
[sniffing]
AND IT'S THE TSAs.
IT'S THE FUCKING TSAs.
WHAT?
ARE YOU SERIOUS?
THAT IS A LOT OF MONEY.
THAT IS A LOT OF FUCKING MONEY.
I WILL CALL THE MAJOR.
[panting]
THAT IS...
A LOT OF FUCKING MONEY.
[sniffs]
AH!
[banging]
[thudding]
- HUH!
[Flight of the Valkyries plays]
HYAH! HA!
[dramatic orchestral music]
HYAH! HYAH!
- BOSS WANTS TO SEE YOU.
[imitates gunshot]
I WIN.
[exhales forcefully]
- HELLO, DELIVERY!
ALWAYS ON THE LAST STOP
OF THE DAY.
FUCK IT.
I'LL SIGN IT MYSELF.
[tense music cue]
WHOA, DUDE.
WHOA.
YOU SCARED THE--
OOH.
- NEED A SIGNATURE?
- YEAH, THIS ONE CAME BACK
UNCLAIMED.
SO WHEN SOMEONE FLAKES
ON THE RENT,
YOU GUYS HAVE AUCTIONS
LIKE ON THOSE TV SHOWS?
- [chuckles]
I DON'T WATCH THAT CRAP.
- OH.
MY WIFE LOVES THAT SHIT.
SO WHAT DO YOU DO WITH ALL
THE STUFF
WHEN SOMEONE FLAKES ON YOU?
- I HAVE THIS KID
WHO WORKS FOR ME.
CUTS THE LOCK.
I TOSS IT.
- AH, COME ON.
YOU COULD BE THROWING AWAY
A TREASURE.
- YOU WATCH TOO MUCH TV.
IT ALWAYS ENDS UP BEING JUNK.
- YEAH?
ALL RIGHT, WELL,
HAVE A GOOD DAY.
[doorbell chimes]
HEY, REBECCA.
OH, REBECCA.
[sighs]
THANK YOU FOR THE SACRIFICES
YOU'VE MADE...
AND FOR THE ONE
YOU'RE ABOUT TO MAKE.
NO LIFE IS EVER GIVEN IN VAIN.
DEATH BEFORE SURRENDER.
HERE WE GO.
HOLD STILL, BABY.
HOLD STILL.
OKAY, BREATHE.
BREATHE.
GOOD, GOOD, GOOD,
GOOD, GOOD.
BREATHE.
ISN'T THAT NICE?
ISN'T THAT NICE?
OOH, THAT IS
A BEAUTIFUL INCISION.
HO-HO-HO.
I COULD GIVE FUCKING LESSONS.
[knife clicks]
TZA, TZA, TZA, TZA, TZA...
YES!
[sighs]
HERE WE GO.
HERE WE GO.
[clanking]
NICE.
[clattering]
HM.
[beeping]
AH.
WOW.
[machine flatlining]
YEAH, I UNDERSTAND THAT.
BUT WE DON'T USUALLY DEAL
IN THOSE QUANTITIES.
I MEAN, TRADITIONALLY SPEAKING,
IT'S UNWISE TO RUSH
THESE TYPES OF THINGS,
ESPECIALLY WHEN DEALING
WITH THESE TYPES OF PEOPLE.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
- OKAY.
LET'S JUST GET SOMETHING
STRAIGHT, OKAY?
PERSONALLY,
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK
ABOUT YOUR POLITICS.
THIS ISN'T COMING
FROM ME ANYWAY.
I'M JUST FOLLOWING ORDERS.
YOU OUGHT TO KNOW
WHAT THAT'S LIKE.
I DIDN'T ACCELERATE
THIS SCHEDULE.
IT--IT'S OUT OF MY HANDS.
- OKAY.
EVERYTHING YOU NEED.
BUT I WANT THE WHOLE PAYMEN TONIGHT, CASH.
THE RISK IS JUST TOO HIGH.
- FINE. DEAL.
FUCK!
WHATEVER.
JUST REMEMBER THIS:
IT IS A LOT OF MONEY.
IT IS A LOT OF FUCKING MONEY.
SO LET'S NOT ROCK THE BOAT.
JUST GET IT DONE,
OKAY?
- OKAY, ASSHOLE.
- DID YOU JUST FUCKING
HANG UP ON ME?
YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKER.
[knocking]
- COME IN.
HEY, PAL.
LET'S CHECK ON THAT NEW LIVER,
HUH?
HERE WE GO.
- RIGHT.
[sighs]
OKAY, NO DISCOLORATION.
NO SIGHS OF INFECTION.
- MM-MM.
- NOT BAD FOR A MAN WHO WAS
SUPPOSED TO DIE IN WADE CITY.
- WELL, YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU'RE
ON THE RIGHT SIDE,
NOTHING KILLS YOU.
- OKAY, SO...
[clears throat]
ANY PAIN AT ALL?
- UH, JUST THE USUAL.
- YOU'RE GETTING REALLY GOOD
AT PAIN THERE, TREVOR.
- WELL, IT'S JUST LIKE PRISON.
IT ONLY HURT THE FIRST TIME.
- EH, HOO-HOO,
THAT'S ATTRACTIVE.
[both chuckling]
HEY, MAN, GOOD JOB.
- LIKEWISE.
SO TELL ME,
DO WE HAVE GOOD NEWS TODAY?
- [clears throat]
SOME GOOD,
SOME BAD.
- I'LL TAKE THE BAD NEWS FIRST.
[playful hip-hop music]
- WHAT Y'ALL LOOKING AT?
[together]
WEIRDO.
- JAKE AND BAKE,
WHAT'S GOOD, BABY?
MAN, GET THE FUCK
OFF THE TRUCK!
- SORRY, DUDE.
- LOOK, MAN, I REALLY THINK
YOU SHOULD CONSIDER
RECONSIDERING THE SITUATION.
- THIS SUCKS.
WE FINALLY GET INVITED
TO A PARTY,
AND IT GETS MESSED UP.
- YEAH, I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOUR SISTER
WAS GONNA LET US GO TO THAT.
- MY MOM MADE HER.
- ALL RIGHT.
- LOOK, HOMEY,
WE'RE SUPPOSED
TO GO TO MATT'S PARTY,
BUT THEN HIM AND JESSICA
ARE FIGHTING,
AND GOT SHOT DOWN TO SHIT.
- NOT MY PROBLEM.
- DUDE, LISTEN TO ME.
I GOT BOODLES FOR DAYS,
AND I GOT A KEG.
AND I GOT A PACK OF THAT LOUD
THAT YOU HAVE NEVER EVEN SMELLED
IN YOUR LIFE,
BUT I GOT NO PLACE TO GO.
- SO WHAT THE FUCK
DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?
- OH.
OH, ALL RIGHT,
SO IT'S LIKE THAT, THEN?
- NO, IT'S NOT LIKE THAT.
LOOK, I GOT A LITTLE BI OF WEED.
I'M GOOD.
- NO, NO,
I GOT YOU.
I GET IT.
I MEAN, WHAT WAS I
REALLY THINKING
TRYING TO GET YOU LAID
AT YOUR BORING ASS JOB?
- LAID? WHAT LAID?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
LAID?
- WELL, IT DOESN'T SEEM TO ME
AS IF SARA-MARIE BEING
IN MY VICINITY
AT THIS VERY MOMENT IS OF ANY
CONCERN TO YOU AT THIS POINT.
- YOU ARE SO FULL OF SHIT,
KID.
- CALL MY BLUFF, SON.
- OKAY.
UM, LET ME TALK TO HER.
- SHE'S OUTSIDE THE PIZZA SPO WITH VALERIE RIGHT NOW.
- WHO THE FUCK IS VALERIE?
- HEY, LADIES.
CAN Y'ALL HAVE MY BABIES?
- COME ON, LET ME TALK
TO SARA-MARIE.
- I TOLD YOU, SHE'S A THE PIZZA SPOT WITH VALERIE.
- OH, THAT'S RIGHT.
SHE'S IN THE PIZZA SPO WITH VALERIE.
HEY, RIP, GUESS WHAT?
- WHAT?
DOUCHEBAG.
[heavy rock music]
- [shouting gibberish]
YEAH.
YEAH.
[gun clicks]
OOH.
- I'M GRIPPING MY SHIR NOT TO FALL TOO SOON
I'M BALKING TO BLOCK
HOW I STALK
WHAT I WANT
WHEN I STOOP,
I CAN LOSE
WHAT I NEED TO COCOON
- [sniffs]
- MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB
BUT I AM INCLINED
TO LET MY BONES GRIND
FEELING LIKE
THEY'LL NEVER UNWIND
I'M OUT THE DOOR
LOOKING FOR MORE
IN MY MIND
ASKING ANYONE
EVERYONE
HOW THE FUCK
DO YOU GET BY
JUST SLIDE
WON'T YOU SLIDE
[guns clicking]
AND FEEL WHAT IT FEELS
TO BE USED
[guns clicking]
FEEL WHAT IT FEELS
TO BE USED
TO BE USED
[gun clicks]
- TREVOR, THIS IS JAKE.
COME BACK.
JAKE REQUESTING KEY
TO DUMPSTER.
OVER.
TREVOR.
- TREVOR,
AFTER TOMORROW MORNING,
THERE WILL BE NO MORE
SELF STORAGE.
- FULL RETIREMENT?
- ABSOLUTE FULL RETIREMENT.
FOR SELF STORAGE AND FOR US.
WON'T BE ANY NEED
FOR IT ANYMORE AFTER TOMORROW.
DONE.
- WHAT ABOUT YOUR BOY JAKE?
- [inhales deeply]
AH, JAKE.
WE CUT HIM LOOSE.
- DOUCHEBAG.
- I STILL DON'T SEE
WHY WE HAVE TO GO AWAY?
- AH, TREVOR.
BUDDY...
OUR LAST MISSION'S ALREADY PU SELF STORAGE ON SOME RADARS.
IT'S BEST WE DISAPPEAR,
MAYBE FOR GOOD THIS TIME.
- SO THIS IS IT?
IT'S REALLY HAPPENING?
- THIS IS IT, PAL.
DEATH BEFORE SURRENDER,
OLD FRIEND.
- FUCK IT.
BRING EVERYTHING YOU GOT.
MIDGETS, SIDESHOW,
CLOWNS.
BRING A GODDAMN ELEPHANT.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK.
IF WALT CATCHES US,
I'LL TELL HIM
IT'S A RETIREMENT PARTY--
IN HIS HONOR.
I'LL, UH...
I'LL GET THE PLACE READY.
HEYS!
[tinny dance music playing]
- [laughing]
WHERE'S THIS PARTY AT?
YOU GIRLS READY TO HIT THIS?
- YEAH.
[chortles]
[tinny dance music
plays again]
- REALLY SHOULD HAVE GONE
TO THE CLUB TONIGHT.
- ARE YOU--
YOU GONNA GET THAT OR WHAT?
- OH, IT'S MATT.
I'M NOT DEALING RIGHT NOW.
UM, WHAT DO YOU WORMS
THINK YOU'RE DOING?
- WHAT?
- TRUNK IT.
- YOU'RE SUCH A BITCH.
- [laughing]
- LOOKS LIKE WE FIN
TO HAVE A PARTY AFTER ALL!
LET'S GO!
WHOO!
- WHOO-HOO!
[engine turns over]
- BLOW ME.
OKAY.
[rock steady rhythmic music]
OKAY.
[spray cans hissing]
- OKAY, BOYS, WE ALL SE FOR OUR LITTLE FIELD TRIP?
- YEAH, LISTEN.
I GOT THIS THING MAPPED UP
AND PLANNED OUT,
RIGHT DOWN TO THE MINUTE
THAT WE GET PAID.
- BATTERIES IN THE BACK
GOOD FOR A DAY AND A HALF
AFTER WE GET THE FUCK
OUT OF DODGE.
- ALL RIGHT, PLENTY OF TIME,
PLENTY OF TIME.
- SO WHO'S THIS GUY AGAIN?
- YOU ASK TOO MANY FUCKING
QUESTIONS, YOU KNOW THAT?
- HEY, HEY, HEY.
HEY, MUMBO,
JUST STOP, STOP.
IT'S OKAY.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
smack!
- OH!
- NORMALLY, THE NEW GUY
IS NOT SUPPOSED
TO ASK QUESTIONS.
BUT SINCE YOU ASKED NICELY,
I WILL TELL YOU.
THIS GUY IS KNOWN AS...
THE MAJOR.
I DON'T KNOW.
HE'S SOME FUCKING FORMER
BLACK OPERATIVE ON A CRUSADE.
HE'S DEFINITELY A LITTLE
POST-TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER,
"KILL YOUR WHOLE FAMILY" STYLE
FUCKED IN THE HEAD,
BUT HE'S GOOD.
SPECIALIZES IN ABDUCTIONS
HE SETS UP IN THESE
STORAGE FACILITIES.
IT'S REALLY FUCKING CREEPY,
BUT HIS SHIT...
HIS SHIT IS THE BEST.
- THAT'S WHY
WE'RE GOING IN THERE.
- THAT'S RIGHT.
JUST A MATTER OF TIME
BEFORE THE SHIT GOES DOWN,
AND WHEN IT DOES GO DOWN,
I DON'T REALLY GIVE A FUCK,
'CAUSE WE'RE GONNA BE LONG GONE.
JUST HOPE HE CAN ROLL
WITH THE PUNCHES UNTIL THEN.
- THAT GUY...
- HEY.
- NEEDS TO WORK
ON HIS EMPLOYER-EMPLOYEE
COMMUNICATION SKILLS.
- YEAH.
- HE'S A DICK.
- [voice-over] YOU SEE
ALL THOSE CAMERAS I HAVE HERE?
YOU THINK THEY'RE
FOR DECORATION?
- INSTANT ELECTRIC STORM.
[camera clicks]
LET'S GO FOR TOTAL BLACKOUT.
[whooshing]
[lights clicking]
[alarm buzzing]
[alarm beeping]
[shower hissing]
[people screaming]
YES!
[people screaming]
[people screaming]
[people screaming]
- [snoring]
[rhythmic ringtone blaring]
- [sighs]
OH.
YEAH?
- HEY.
- WHAT'S HAPPENING?
- WE'RE COMING TONIGHT.
- THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE.
- NO, IT'S NOT IMPOSSIBLE.
WE'RE LEAVING RIGHT NOW.
WE'LL BE THERE AT DAWN.
- WHAT IF I SAID NO?
- WHAT IF YOU SAID NO?
WELL, THEN I WOULD SAY,
"I THINK YOU'RE MAKING
A VERY POOR BUSINESS DECISION."
AND THEN YOU WOULD SAY,
"I AM?"
AND THEN I WOULD SAY,
"YEAH, WHY DON'T YOU GO
FUCK YOURSELF?"
SEE IF YOU CAN SELL
THIS SHIT ON YOUR OWN.
LET'S SEE HOW FAR YOU GET.
- OKAY.
I'LL SEE YOU AT DAWN,
JONAH.
YOU SON OF A BITCH.
- HUNG UP ON ME.
ALL RIGHT, BOYS,
CHOP-CHOP.
- TREVOR, I'M ON MY WAY.
WE HAVE A SITUATION.
I'LL EXPLAIN WHEN I GET THERE.
AH, SON OF A BITCH.
- [clears throat]
OFFICER.
- FUCK YOU.
GO ALL THE WAY DOWN
THE MAIN ROW
TILL YOU SEE THE OPEN DOOR.
- WORD UP.
[engine starts up]
[smooth R&B music playing]
- I USED TO BLAME THE WORLD
I SHOULD HAVE BLAMED MYSELF
- YEAH
- SHOULD HAVE RAISED HELL
- COME ON
- SHOULD HAVE BROUGHT YOU BACK
WHEN THEY SAID NO
- [chuckling]
WHOO! THIS IS A GOOD LOOK
RIGHT HERE.
- HOME SWEET HOME.
- OKAY, YOU TWO,
KEG DUTY.
GET THAT BITCH UP AND RUNNING.
- YOU GOT IT, RIP.
- OH-HO.
JAKE, VAL.
VAL, JAKE.
- ENCHANTE.
- DITTO.
WHERE DID YOU DIG HER UP?
- OH, MY GOD,
THIS IS GONNA BE SO AWKWARD.
- NO, IT'S NOT.
- I DIDN'T KNOW I
WAS GONNA SEE HIM.
- HE LOOKS GOOD.
[laughs]
- FUCK YOU.
OF COURSE HE LOOKS GOOD.
GET OUT OF THE CAR.
- OH, JAKE.
OH.
[laughs]
- COME ON, GO.
- COME ON.
[laughter]
- WELL?
WHAT, IS SHE A GHOST?
YOU GONNA STARE
THROUGH HER SOUL,
YOU GONNA SAY,
"WHAT'S UP?"
- SHIT.
HE SAW ME.
GO.
GET OUT OF HERE.
- HI.
SARA-MARIE.
WOW.
LONG TIME,
NO SEE.
- YEAH.
HEY.
YEAH, I KNOW.
- YOU LOOK GREAT.
- YEAH?
SO DO YOU.
LIKE THE UNIFORM.
- OH, THANKS.
YEAH, IT'S, UH...
KIND OF AUTHORITATIVE.
- YEAH.
YOU LOOK VERY OFFICIAL.
- NICE.
THAT'S WHAT I WAS GOING FOR.
- OKAY, SERIOUSLY,
WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO OUT HERE?
- WELL, WE GOT THIS KEG.
- OH.
- WE GOT THOSE BOTTLES
OVER THERE,
ONE, TWO,
THREE LOVELY LADIES,
NOT TO MENTION
SOME OF THIS.
L-O-U-D.
MMM.
- I DEFINITELY SHOULD
HAVE GONE TO THE CLUB TONIGHT.
- COME ON.
HANG OUT.
LIVE A LITTLE.
I'LL MIX YOU UP ONE
OF THE LITTLE CRANBERRY
THINGS YOU LIKE.
- PROMISE?
- I GOT THE CRANBERRY
RIGHT HERE.
- [sighs]
- THE THING CAN'T BE OUT.
- SHUT UP.
- SEE?
- DUDE...
[rattling]
I GOT IT.
- DOESN'T LOOK LIKE IT.
- SHUT UP.
PUMP IT.
[clanking]
- HERE WE GO.
- OH, SHIT.
SHE'S UP AND RUNNING.
- MAJOR,
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
- ROUND BACK.
WE NEED TO BE EXTRA CAREFUL
ON THIS ONE.
[crickets chirping]
[whooshing]
- ONE SHOT.
- ONE PIZZA.
- ONE BEER.
- AND ONE RIGHTEOUS BONG RIP.
- TWO RUN A GAUNTLE OF INEBRIATION.
- THE ULTIMATE CHALLENGE.
- TWO TEAMS WILL ENTER.
- ONE WILL SURVIVE.
both: BOX RACE.
[rhythmic rock music]
- YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
GO, GO, GO.
YEAH, BABY!
- DON'T DO IT...
- GO, GO, GO, GO!
- GO!
NO, COME ON!
- LET'S GO, LET'S GO.
YOU GOT THIS.
YOU GOT THIS.
YEAH.
[all cheering]
YEAH.
[laughter]
- PASS IT. PASS IT.
PASS IT.
- LET'S GO
- [coughing]
- ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT,
MAN.
- PASS IT OFF.
- OH, MY GOD.
- RIP, DON'T YOU FUCKING PUKE.
I SWEAR TO GOD,
YOU'RE A CHAMPION.
[laughter]
- WOW.
- WHOO!
- HOLY SHIT.
[laughter]
- COME ON. COME ON.
COME ON. COME ON.
- [coughs]
- [laughs]
GO!
WHOO, YEAH!
- SHIT!
- HOW DOES THAT FEEL?
GO!
OH-HO-HO!
- FASTER.
- OH, YOU GOT THIS.
GOT THIS.
- YOU GOT IT?
EW!
- FUCK, YEAH, CHAMP.
- ONE, TWO, THREE.
NO, SHOT, SHOT!
COME ON!
- [coughs]
- OH!
[cheering]
[laughter]
- I LOVE YOU.
- THAT FUCKING KID.
I TELL HIM HE'S AN INCH AWAY
FROM LOSING HIS JOB,
WHAT DOES HE DO?
- [chuckling]
- THROWS A FRIGGIN' PARTY.
- MAYBE HE FIGURES
IT'S HIS GOING-AWAY PARTY.
- YEAH, WELL, THIS GOING-AWAY
PARTY'S GONNA FUCK THINGS UP.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
- THEY'RE COMING TONIGHT.
- NO, TOMORROW.
- NO, THEY CALLED.
THEY'RE COMING TONIGHT.
THEY WANT EVERYTHING.
- [sighs]
WHAT ABOUT JAKE?
- IMPROVISE.
- OH, I CAN IMPROVISE.
- [chuckles]
- YEAH.
I CAN IMPROVISE.
- FUCKING KID.
[thumping hip-hop music]
- HAVE YOU EVER HEARD
A MELODY
THAT'S SO SMOOTH,
SO TIGHT, SO BRIGHT
ALL EARS,
NO SIGHT
CLOSE YOUR EYES
AND MEDITATE
LET THE CHORUS RESONATE
IT'S SOMETHING
THAT YOU NEVER HEARD BEFORE
BUT THE FEELING'S
SO FAMILIAR
MUSIC MELODONA,
SOUND TO FILL YOU
THE LOVE FOR MUSIC,
NOW IT'S TIME TO FEEL YOU
TIME TO MAKE I ALL MAKE SENSE
SO LET'S TAKE I TO THE PAST
BEFORE I KNEW
WHAT I KNEW NOW
WHAT I DO BEFORE
I KNEW SOUND
I'VE ALWAYS HAD A THING
FOR MUSIC
NOT ONE TUNE
I WOULD NOT SING TO
NOT ONE GROOVE
THAT WOULDN'T MOVE
ALL SPECIAL
IN THEIR OWN WAYS
DIFFERENT SONGS
FOR DIFFERENT DAYS
DIFFERENT MOVES
FOR DIFFERENT SWAYS
- I KNOW. I KNOW.
I KNOW.
THESE FUCKING GLOVES ON.
- HERE'S WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.
YOU HAVE TO STEP
ON THIS REALLY HARD
AND THEN PULL
THAT LITTLE TAB BACK.
[clanking]
QUIET.
- OKAY, OKAY.
[door squeaking]
- OH.
- SOMETHING IS WRONG.
TREVOR, WHAT THE FUCK?
- NO FUCKING WAY!
- OH, NO, MAN.
THIS IS NOT COOL.
THIS IS NOT COOL.
- OH, IT'S LIKE THEY
WERE NEVER EVEN HERE.
[sighs]
I'M SORRY, BOSS,
BUT...
IT'S OVER, MAN.
- OVER?
YOU'RE NOT THINKING RATIONALLY.
JONAH'S COMING TONIGH WITH A LAUNDRY LIS OF PARTS TO FILL.
- YEAH, BUT, WALT--
- SERGEANT,
I TOLD YOU WHAT HAPPENED
TO HALF THE FREEDOM FIGHTERS
IN KUWAIT.
WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED
TO THE OTHER HALF?
THEY'RE STILL ALIVE,
BARELY.
MAN, SUPPOSE YOU DON'T SAVE MY
LIFE IN WADE CITY, MY BROTHER.
YEAH, SUPPOSE YOU JUST GAVE UP.
AND WHAT IF I HAD THROWN
IN THE TOWEL
WHEN YOU WERE LYING THERE
IN THE RUBBLE
WITH TWO RUPTURED KIDNEYS,
HUH?
WE CANNOT GIVE UP,
MY BROTHER.
- I DON'T WANT TO GIVE UP,
BUT WHERE ARE WE GONNA...
THERE'S JAKE AND HIS FRIENDS.
- COULD YOU IMAGINE
THE HEAR OF ONE OF THOSE COWARDS
BEATING INSIDE
A REAL COMBAT SOLDIER?
- THAT WOULD BE POETIC.
- POETIC JUSTICE.
- YEAH.
- THINK ABOUT IT.
YEAH.
OKAY, BROTHER.
WE DO WHAT WE DO TONIGHT,
ONLY A HELL OF A LOT FASTER.
LET'S GET THIS PLACE
BUTTONED UP.
- NEED A RUSH
NEED A RUSH
I GOT ALL THE TIME
IN THE WORLD
NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- CAN'T FALL BACK,
CAN'T KEEP TREADING WATER
I NEED A RUSH
I NEED A RUSH
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
snap!
- I THINK I BUSTED.
[eerie atmospheric music]
- SO HOW'S SCHOOL
IN CHICAGO?
IT'S WINDY, RIGHT?
- UH, IT'S GOOD.
IT'S OKAY.
SCHOOL'S HARDER THAN
I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE.
BUT I PASSED, UH...
ALMOST EVERY CLASS.
[chuckles]
IT'S ALWAYS FREEZING.
HOW'S WORK?
- ACTUALLY, IT'S ABOUT TIME
TO GO MAKE MY ROUNDS.
WANT TO GO FOR A DRIVE?
- UH...
SURE.
- NICE.
- WHY NOT?
[rhythmic ringtone playing]
- MATT?
WHAT, MATT?
WHAT--WHAT--
NO, YOU'RE ACTING
LIKE SUCH A STALKER.
WHAT...
I'M--I'M TRYING TO HAVE
A GOOD TIME WITH MY FRIENDS,
AND I CAN'T DO THA WITH YOU CALLING ME
AND TEXTING ME
EVERY FUCKING FIVE SECONDS.
ARE YOU--ARE YOU SERIOUS?
REALLY?
- WHOO-HOO-HOO!
GOOD BOYS.
[laughs]
- THAT'S RIGHT,
MOTHERFUCKER!
WHO WANTS SOME
OF THIS SHIT?
SORRY.
SORRY.
- WHO KNEW YOU HAD I IN YOU?
HE'S SPUNKY.
I LIKE HIM.
- DUDE, YOU TOTALLY STARTED
BEFORE ME.
- I GOT TO TAKE A PISS.
THE BOYS WILL ENTERTAIN YOU.
[snickers]
- GREAT.
- [clears throat]
[beeping and whirring]
- NO CALLS IN.
NO CALLS OUT.
- BULLSHIT.
ALL YOU EVER DO IS HANG OU WITH YOUR STUPID FRIENDS.
HELLO?
HELLO?
FUCKING CELL!
[whimpering]
[screams]
OH, YOU SCARED
THE SHIT OUT OF ME.
DON'T DO THAT.
- LAST I HEARD, THOSE THINGS
ARE BAD FOR YOUR HEALTH.
- [chuckles] LEAS OF MY PROBLEMS RIGHT NOW.
- YEAH, I HEARD YOU YELLING.
GOT A REAL PROBLEM
WITH THAT PHONE, DON'T YOU?
I'D GET MY MONEY BACK
IF I WAS YOU.
- WHATEVER.
IT'S FINE.
JUST BULLSHIT.
- NO.
IT'S VERY DIFFICULT.
I KNOW HOW YOU'RE FEELING
RIGHT NOW.
- YEAH, RIGHT.
[R&B music]
- YOU KNOW, WINDING DOWN
A RELATIONSHIP
CAN BE A VERY DIFFICULT THING.
TAIL END CAN BE PAINFUL,
AWKWARD,
CONFUSING.
I KNOW.
I SPEAK FROM EXPERIENCE.
- I'M JUST SO SICK OF IT ALL.
I AM SO DONE WITH RELATIONSHIPS.
- BELIEVE ME, GIRL,
I FEEL YOU.
THOSE FEELINGS ARE VERY NATURAL
FOR YOU RIGHT NOW.
BUT...
I GOT A SIMPLE SUGGESTION.
YOU NEED TO STEP BACK,
CLEAR YOUR HEAD.
WE COULD TALK.
IT'LL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
- NO, I-I DON'T WAN TO TALK ANYMORE.
I'M DONE TALKING.
SOMEONE'S GONNA SEE.
- NOBODY'S GONNA SEE.
- [laughs]
- STEP INTO MY OFFICE.
- [laughs]
- THEY ARE ALL THE SAME.
REALLY, IT'S INCREDIBLE.
I MEAN, THEY DON'T LISTEN
TO A THING THAT WE HAVE TO SAY.
TAKE YOUR HERO RIP,
FOR EXAMPLE.
YOU GUYS, YOU THINK
HE'S THE MAN, RIGHT,
THAT HE HAS GO HIS SHIT TOGETHER, RIGHT?
WRONG.
HE IS A LOST,
PATHETIC LITTLE BOY.
AND ALL BOYS CHEA EVENTUALLY.
- WE DON'T CHEAT.
- YEAH, I'VE NEVER CHEATED.
IT'S 'CAUSE I'M
AN AVID PORN ENTHUSIAST.
- [laughing] WHAT?
- FACT:
HABITUAL PORNOGRAPHY VIEWING
REDUCES THE CHANCES
OF INFIDELITY BY 80%.
YOU CAN LOOK IT UP.
- IT'S TRUE.
MASTURBATION IS THE KEY.
IT'S THE GREAT EQUALIZER.
HELPS GET THE POISON OUT.
- SHUT UP AND POUR ME ANOTHER
SHOT, YOU LITTLE MONKEY SPANKER.
- YES, MA'AM.
- [laughing]
- SEE? MAYBE NOT ALL GUYS
ARE BAD.
- MAYBE.
BUT THAT RIP,
HE'S A LITTLE SON OF A BISH.
[thumping and grunting]
- [groans]
[laughs]
[exhales sharply]
FEEL BETTER?
- MUCH.
- GLAD I COULD HELP.
[chuckles]
[sighs]
[whistles]
[sighs] WELL...
I SHOULD GO BACK, BUT...
CAN'T SHOW UP
AT THE SAME TIME.
YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?
[chuckles]
- OBVIOUSLY,
YEAH.
- [sighs]
- HEY, UM...
UH, ARE YOU GONNA TELL VALERIE?
- YEAH.
AROUND THE SAME TIME
YOU TELL MATT.
[chuckles]
[mouthing]
[buzzy synth music]
- OH, MY GOD.
I LOVE THESE CAMERAS.
[thumping techno music]
[camera clicks]
[laughs]
OH, YEAH.
[laughs]
[laughing]
YOU GOT THE MOVES
LIKE JAGGER, HONEY.
I'LL GIVE YOU THAT.
[laughing]
LOOK AT HIS LITTLE BUTT SHAKING.
WHOO-HOO!
- SO...
LOOK WHAT I GOT.
- OH, MY GOD.
YOU KEPT IT?
- YEAH.
- I THOUGHT FOR SURE YOU WOULD
HAVE SMASHED IT OR SOMETHING.
- LOOK, I WAS HEARTBROKEN,
BUT I'M NOT STUPID.
THAT'S A GREAT PIECE.
- [chortles]
THIS THING BRINGS BACK
SOME MEMORIES.
- WELL, FIRE IT UP.
COME ON. I'LL GIVE YOU
THE GRAND TOUR.
- OH.
- YOU KNOW,
I USED TO BE A DANCER.
[giggles]
[clanking sounds]
TAKE YOUR SHIRTS OFF.
- REALLY?
- MAYBE IF YOU WILL,
I WILL.
- OKAY.
- [giggling]
I WANT TO SEE YOU FLEX.
COME ON.
LET'S HAVE A COMPETITION.
[laughs]
- DUDE, TAKE YOUR
FUCKING SHIRT OFF.
- WHA...
I KNEW YOU HAD A WILD SIDE
UNDERNEATH THERE.
[giggles]
- OKAY, THAT'S US.
NOW IT'S YOUR TURN,
VALERIE.
MRS. POSNER.
- WELL,
A DEAL IS A DEAL.
- SHE WON'T STOP BUGGING ME
THEN AFTER MY SHOW
SHE KEEPS CALLING ME
[record scratches]
- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON
IN HERE?
- OH, WE'RE HAVING FUN.
YOU SHOULD TRY IT.
- LET'S GET THE SHIRTS BACK ON,
HUH, GUYS?
- OH, SHUT UP.
THESE BOYS KNOW HOW
TO HAVE A GOOD TIME.
YOU COULD LEARN A LO FROM THEM.
AND THEY KNOW HOW
TO TREAT A REAL WOMAN.
AND THEY DON'T HAVE
TO FUCK EVERYTHING
THAT THEY SEE IN A SKIRT.
- GIRL, YOU TRIPPIN'.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- WHERE WERE YOU?
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
WHERE WAS I?
- WELL, THAT WAS A PRETTY LONG
PISS YOU TOOK THERE?
- YOU TIMING MY PISSES NOW?
- WELL, I KNOW I DOESN'T TAKE 20 MINUTES.
AND I KNOW THAT THAT SKANK
ISN'T BACK YET.
HUH, IT'S FUNNY HOW YOU'RE
BOTH GONE AT THE SAME TIME.
- SHE WAS ON THE PHONE
WITH HER BOYFRIEND.
I WAS JUST ABOU TO ROLL A BLUNT,
AND I WAS LOOKING FOR JAKE
'CAUSE I KNOW HE'D WANT IN.
- AND YOU COULDN'T FIND HIM?
- NO.
THIS PLACE IS HUGE.
I WAS YELLING AND EVERYTHING.
I WAS LIKE, "JAKE,
YO, JAKE.
LET'S SMOKE SOME WEED."
NOTHING.
PLUS, WHY WOULD I WAN TO BE ANYWHERE
BUT RIGHT HERE WITH YOU?
- YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE SO CUTE.
- PUSSY BROTHERS,
BEAT IT.
- THIS IS SO AWESOME.
- HE'S SO GONNA BANG HER,
RIGHT?
- DUDE,
THIS IS LIKE LIVE PORN,
AND I LOVE PORN.
- IF RIP CATCHES YOU,
HE'S GONNA FUCK YOU UP.
- THAT'S A CHANCE
I'M WILLING TO TAKE.
I'M NOT GONNA BE
THE ONLY GUY HERE
WHO DOESN'T BUST A NU TONIGHT, ALL RIGHT?
CAN YOU GIVE ME A MINUTE?
- HAMILTON?
- WHAT?
- [retches]
- FUCK!
IS THERE MORE?
OH, GROSS.
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
I'M GETTING INTO THIS.
[zipper unzips]
[sighs]
GREAT EQUALIZER.
[moaning]
I'M GETTING LAID, SON
- [laughs]
[smooth R&B music]
- THANK YOU.
[camera clicks and whirrs]
- OH.
HOO, THAT'S GONNA BE
A GOOD ONE.
- [breathing heavily]
BEST...
NIGHT...
EVER...
[gasping and choking]
- [grunting]
- GOD, JESS,
THAT IS SO HOT.
- WHAT THE FUCK
DID YOU JUST CALL ME?
- WHAT?
- YOU JUST CALLED ME JESS.
- NO, I--
smack!
OH!
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?
- THAT WAS FOR JESS.
- THAT'S SOME BULLSHIT!
- AND I'M TAKING...
- ARE YOU SERIOUS?
- AND THIS.
- COME ON!
WHERE YOU GOING?
WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?
WHERE YOU GONNA GO?
WHAT...
[doorbell chimes]
- [chuckles]
BACK FOR SECONDS?
[tense music cue]
OH.
SORRY, UM...
[clears throat]
UM, I'M A FRIEND OF JAKE'S.
[chortles]
YOU MUST BE HIS BOSS.
UM, HE'S NOT GONNA GE INTO TROUBLE, IS HE?
UM, WE WERE JUS ABOUT TO LEAVE, ACTUALLY.
UM, I'M SORRY.
UM, WE DIDN'T TAKE ANYTHING.
I SWEAR.
[baton clicks]
thud!
[cranking]
- YEAH.
HO!
- WHOA.
TOO MUCH COFFEE TODAY,
SIR?
- ALL THESE KIDS RUNNING
AROUND, I DON'T KNOW.
BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY.
WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?
- I HIT HER
A LITTLE TOO HARD.
- TREVOR.
DAMN IT.
DUDE, SHE'S DEAD.
WE CAN'T BE KILLING PEOPLE YET.
DAMN IT.
- I'M DOING THE BEST I CAN,
MAJOR.
- OKAY, LOOK, WE HAVE TO STAR HARVESTING IMMEDIATELY.
JUST GO...
I NEED MORE BODIES.
GET ME MORE BODIES.
- SO WE'RE GONNA BE
EXTRA CAREFUL, RIGHT?
- SAID THE GUY WHO CRACKED
THE GIRL'S SKULL OPEN.
KILLING IS A LAST RESORT,
TREVOR.
UNDERSTAND?
NOW, I NEED HELP.
THERE'S--THERE'S ONE
MORE OUT THERE.
I THINK HE'S STILL ALIVE.
BRING HIM IN HERE
AND THEN GET OUT THERE
AND CLEAN UP A BIT, ALL RIGHT?
WE GOT A LOT RIDING ON TONIGHT.
WE DON'T HAVE A LO OF OPTIONS,
SO GET GOING.
MOVE IT!
COME ON!
WHERE WAS I?
[romantic acoustic guitar music]
- IT'S SO QUIET HERE.
- YEAH.
- YOU ALWAYS LIKED
THE QUIET.
- NOT SO MUCH I LIKE THE QUIET.
I JUST DON'T REALLY LIKE NOISE.
- THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
[both chuckle]
SO YOU LIKE IT HERE?
- LOOK, I KNOW IT'S NOT MUCH
OF A CAREER,
BUT IT IS WHAT IT IS.
I MEAN, I'M OUT HERE
BY MYSELF.
NOBODY BUSTS MY BALLS.
NO FAXES.
NO EMAILS TO SEND OUT.
AND...
IT'S ALL PART OF MY PLAN.
- OH, YOU HAVE A PLAN NOW?
- I GOT A LITTLE PLAN.
- I'M INTRIGUED.
TELL ME THIS PLAN.
- I DON'T KNOW. I THINK YOU'LL
THINK IT'S PRETTY STUPID.
- OH, JUST TELL ME.
- MAYBE LATER.
RIGHT NOW,
WAIT HERE
AND KEEP YOUR EYES CLOSED.
- WHAT?
- HEY, NO PEEKING.
- UGH!
[door clanging]
OKAY, OPEN 'EM UP.
- NO WAY.
- WAY.
LET'S SUIT UP.
- YOUR JOB IS WAY BETTER
THAN MINE.
- [gasping]
- OKAY, LET'S SEE WHA WE GOT HERE.
- WHERE IS THIS?
- WE NEED A KNEECAP.
- AM I IN THE HOSPITAL?
- HERE WE GO.
- IS MY MOM HERE?
- HERE WE GO, PAL.
[cloth tearing]
- HEY.
THAT TICKLES.
- [chuckles]
OH, IT'S GONNA TICKLE
A LOT MORE.
- WHAT?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
NO.
[screaming]
- ALL RIGHTY.
AH, SHIT.
SHIT!
- WHA-WHAT?
- I OPENED
THE WRONG FRICKIN' KNEE.
EH, WE'RE OKAY.
I'LL FIX IT.
- NO! NO!
- [retching]
- HEY, BUDDY,
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
- FOOD POISONING.
I DIDN'T TAKE ANYTHING.
I SWEAR.
- RELAX. I'M NOT GONNA BUST YOU
OR NOTHING.
YOU'RE ONE OF JAKE'S PALS,
RIGHT?
- YEAH.
- WE WERE JUST HANGING.
- YEAH, I KNOW.
HAVING A FEW BEERS, HUH?
- YEAH, AND A LO OF EVERYTHING ELSE.
- YOU KNOW,
WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE,
I USED TO GET FOOD POISONING
EVERY WEEKEND.
- [chuckles]
- COME ON.
LET'S GET YOU SOME WATER.
- THANKS, MAN.
[blippy bass music]
- [exhales sharply]
[toy guns warbling]
- THIS PART OF YOUR PLAN?
[toy gun warbling]
- COME ON.
GET YOU A SEAT HERE.
- MAN, YOUR HEAD MUST BE
REALLY SPINNING RIGHT NOW.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
I'M GONNA GET YOU
A CUP OF JOE.
- THANKS.
[ominous music]
I GOT SOME ASPIRIN.
I GOT SOME ASPIRIN.
THAT'LL HELP WITH THE, UH...
HANGOVER HEADACHE.
- THANKS SO MUCH.
- HEY, FRIEND OF JAKES...
FRIEND OF MINE.
- AS LONG AS WE'RE FRIENDS,
YOU MIND IF I USE THAT PHONE?
I GOT TO CALL MY SISTER
TO FIGURE OUT HOW
I'M GETTING HOME.
- YEAH, SURE, SURE.
CALLBACK NUMBER'S ON THE PHONE.
[receiver clicks]
[buttons clacking]
- STRAIGHT TO VOICEMAIL.
WHAT THE FRIG, JESS?
HEY, JESS, IT'S ME.
I THINK WE'RE ALL ABOUT READY
TO BLAST OUT OF HERE,
SO, I DON'T KNOW,
CALL ME BACK.
COME GET ME
OR SOMETHING.
[glass shatters]
EVERYBODY, HELP!
THEY'RE GONNA KILL US!
CALL THE COPS!
CALL THE--
- HA!
thud!
FUCK.
DON'T SAY A FUCKING WORD.
SON OF A BITCH.
- VAL, COME ON!
VALERIE!
MRS. POSNER?
LET'S GO.
LET'S--
WE'LL GET SOME FOOD
OR SOMETHING.
WE'LL TALK.
[eerie music]
SHIT.
I'M SORRY.
[truck hood creaking]
- [grunts]
FUCK!
OH!
GROSS.
UGH.
[scoffs]
UGH.
[thudding]
RIP?
DON'T EVEN TRY
AND TALK.
I AM SO DONE WITH YOU.
I WANT YOU TO TAKE ME HOME
AND LOSE MY NUMBER.
YOU GOT THAT?
[ominous music]
[scoffs]
[gasps]
[screams]
[thudding]
- YOU KNOW WHAT?
FUCK ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!
I'M GOING TO IHOP!
[engine grinding]
WHAT THE FUCK?
[engine grinding]
GOT TO BE FUCKING WITH ME!
WHICH ONE OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS
DID THIS?
- SO I GOT TO DO A COUPLE MORE
THINGS WITH THE ENGINE,
AND THEN SHE'S READY
TO ROCK.
- THEN WHAT?
- I'M GONNA GET HER IN THE WATER
AND GO.
- GO WHERE?
- HAVEN'T REALLY THOUGH ABOUT THAT PART YET?
I'M THINKING, LIKE,
TAKE A WEEK OFF,
MAYBE A MONTH,
JUST CRUISE.
MAYBE A WHOLE SUMMER.
I MEAN, I DON'T KNOW.
I TOLD YOU YOU'D THINK
IT WAS STUPID.
- I DON'T THINK IT'S STUPID.
I THINK IT'S KIND OF GREAT.
LIKE AN ADVENTURE.
- JAKE!
- WHAT'S THE MATTER?
- NOTHING.
ACTUALLY, YOU SEE
THAT FENCE OVER THERE?
- YEAH.
- SEE THAT RED FLASHING LIGHT?
- [gasps]
WHAT IS IT, A CAMERA?
- NO, IT'S, UH,
THE ELECTRIC FENCE.
IT MEANS IT'S ARMED.
LIKE, IF YOU WERE
TO TOUCH IT RIGHT NOW,
YOU'D GET FUCKED.
- BUT...
- THEY ONLY ARM THE FENCE
WHEN NOBODY'S HERE,
AND IT WASN'T ON
WHEN I GOT HERE,
SO SOMETHING WEIRD HAPPENED.
PROBABLY WHEN
THE POWER WENT OUT.
- BUT WHEN THE POWER GOES OUT,
I--
- THINGS DON'T USUALLY
GET TURNED BACK ON.
I'M WITH YOU.
- SOMETHING'S WRONG, JAKE.
NOTICE HOW QUIET IT IS?
- WELL, YEAH,
YOU KNOW,
UH, KIND OF PAR OF THE WHOLE PLAN.
WE GOT BOAT.
WE GO THE STARS.
- JAKE, YOU SHOULD GO CHECK THE
CIRCUIT BREAKER OR SOMETHING.
- SARA-MARIE...
- IF YOU GO CHECK IT OUT,
I'LL LET YOU FUCK ME AGAIN.
- ALL RIGHT,
LET'S GET ON THAT BREAKER.
- RICHIE!
HAMILTON!
WHAT THE FUCK?
THIS IS REAL FUNNY,
I BET, HUH?
- THIS IS TOTALLY FUCKED.
- WHAT?
- I DON'T--
THIS WOULD BE--
zap!
- [screams]
JAKE, TALK TO ME.
- DON'T TOUCH THAT.
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?
I DON'T KNOW WHO
AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.
IT'S, LIKE, RIGGED
SO WE CAN'T GET OUT.
- WE SHOULD CALL THE COPS.
ALL THOSE MISSING PEOPLE
ON THE NEWS.
- IT COULD BE A MALFUNCTION
OR SOMETHING.
I DON'T KNOW.
WE CAN'T CALL THE COPS.
WE'RE ALL FUCKED UP.
THERE'S WEED EVERYWHERE.
LIKE, THE...
LET'S JUST ROUND
EVERYBODY UP, OKAY?
- I'M GONNA KILL YOU WHEN
I FIND YOU, YOU LITTLE PRICKS!
[ominous string music]
- WE CAN'T KILL JAKE, WALT.
THINGS HAVE GONE
WAY TOO FAR.
- HEY, IT HASN' GONE FAR ENOUGH.
- WHAT?
MAJOR--
- TREVOR,
WHEN THE FUCK
ARE YOU GONNA REALIZE
WE GOT A SHITLOAD OF MONEY
RIDING ON THIS, MAN?
I HATE EYES.
MM.
LOOK, MAN, YOU DO
WHAT YOU GOT TO DO.
WE'RE STILL SHORT.
SERGEANT,
I NEED MORE BODY PARTS.
MAKE IT HAPPEN.
PRONTO.
- YES, SIR.
[machine beeping]
- OOH.
NICE.
GOD, I'M GOOD.
[golf club clattering]
- [grunts]
OH, SHIT.
WHAT THE FUCK?
[electrical zapping]
- WHOA!
- YO, WE GO TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
SOMEBODY'S KILLING EVERYBODY.
- KILLING EVERYBODY?
WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
- OH, MY GOD.
- WE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE.
- WE CAN'T.
THE FENCE IS LIVE.
WHERE'S YOUR TRUCK?
- TRUCK'S FUCKED.
SOMEBODY CUT THE WIRES.
- WHERE DID ALL
THAT BLOOD COME FROM?
- I SLIPPED IN IT.
IT'S PART OF A FUCKING TRAIL.
SOMEBODY GOT DRAGGED
THROUGH THERE.
- ALL RIGHT, SARA-MARIE,
CALL THE POLICE.
- WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING?
THE FUCK?
IT'S NOT WORKING.
I HAD FULL SERVICE
WHEN WE GOT HERE.
- I GOT NOTHING.
- NOW WHAT DO WE DO?
- THAT'S A REALLY GOOD QUESTION.
[door squeaking]
MY FIRST DAY ON THE JOB,
I WAS DOING A LITTLE EXPLORING.
THIS SHIT WAS PRETTY COOL.
- THAT'S WHA I'M TALKING ABOUT.
- HOLD UP.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
- WHO CARES?
YOU GOT THE CROSSBOW.
SHOOT IT.
[bowstring snaps]
- [screams]
- NOBODY MOVES.
NOBODY GETS HURT.
- WHAT THE FUCK?
TREVOR?
- OH, THERE GOES JAKE
THE HERO,
MAKING PLANS NOW.
HE'S ALL GROWN UP.
- [grunts]
[clanking]
- AH! GOD! GAH!
- HOLY SHIT.
THAT ACTUALLY WORKED.
- AH!
AH!
HA! AH!
AH!
FUCKING KIDS!
FUCKING KIDS!
YOU HAVE NO IDEA!
YOU HAVE NO IDEA!
YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA!
AH!
[clanging]
- HELLO, BABY.
GOOD GIRL.
YOU TRIED TO TRAP US.
WHAT'S THAT ABOUT?
LET'S TAKE A WALK.
- SARA-MARIE!
- YOU CRAZY? HE'S GO A FUCKING GUN!
HANG ON!
LET'S JUST FIGURE THIS OU FOR A SECOND.
WE GO RUNNING AFTER HER;
WE'RE ALL GONNA GET SHOT.
- WE KNOW WHERE THEY'RE GOING.
LET'S JUST CUT 'EM OFF
AND GO AROUND.
- SEE? THAT'S WHAT THE FUCK
I'M TALKING ABOUT.
RUNNING OUT AND GETTING
ALL TYPES OF SHOT-UP--
THAT'S THE SHI THAT I CAN'T FUCK WITH.
NOW WE GOT A PLAN.
[grunting]
- OUT OF MY LIGHT.
YOU LOOK SO HEALTHY,
YOU KNOW THAT?
[giggles]
clang!
- OH!
- DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE.
- COME ON, JAKE!
AW, COME ON, JAKE.
WE JUST WANT YOU
TO GO HOME.
WE DON'T NEED ANY PROBLEMS,
OKAY?
[flare gun clicking]
WE LOVE YOU, BRO.
DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'RE GETTING
SO NERVOUS.
- [exhales sharply]
- HOW LONG HAVE I KNOWN YOU?
SINCE YOU WERE A KID, RIGHT?
[flare gun clicks]
[flare whooshes]
- FUCK.
smack!
[grunting]
- CAN'T YOU JUST LISTEN?
AH!
[thudding]
[groaning]
I'M SORRY, JAKE.
- [panting]
[machines hissing and beeping]
[ominous music]
- THIS IS A DREAM.
GOT TO BE.
- [clears throat]
[dramatic music]
TREVOR.
DISARM THE MAIN GATE.
THEY'LL BE HERE ANY MINUTE.
[sighs heavily]
[clears throat]
HELLO, BABYCAKES.
OBJECTIVE COMPLETE,
MY BROTHER?
HO!
YOU PUT THAT FLARE GUN DOWN,
OR I SLIT HER THROAT WITH THIS
VERY SHARP SWITCHBLADE.
- WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS,
WALT?
- THE TRUE GREATEST REASONS
ANY MAN DOES ANYTHING.
FOR GOD AND COUNTRY.
[machine beeps]
PUT IT DOWN.
- [grunts]
[grunts]
- IT'S OVER, OLD BUDDY.
YOU KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF.
DEATH BEFORE SURRENDER.
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING,
TREVOR?
- IT'S TIME TO PULL OUT,
WALT.
TOO MANY CASUALTIES.
TOO MANY INNOCENT LIVES
HAVE BEEN LOST.
INNOCENT LIVES ARE LOST,
BUT THAT'S THE COST OF FREEDOM.
- YOU THINK FREEDOM
IS THE RESULT OF WAR?
YOU THINK PEACE
IS THE RESULT OF WAR?
MURDER IS THE RESULT OF WAR!
- WRONG, TREVOR.
MURDERS IS THE RESUL OF FUCKING WITH ME.
HUH!
[grunting wildly]
YOU ARE RELIEVED
OF YOUR DUTY, SERGEANT.
YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THAT.
YOU'RE REALLY NOT THINKING
THIS THROUGH, KID.
YOU GOT AN AWFUL LO OF BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS HERE.
BUNCH OF KIDS.
DRUGS, ALCOHOL.
THESE PARTIES GET OU OF HAND SOMETIMES, HUH?
- IT'S OVER, WALTER.
I'M TAKING HER,
AND WE'RE GETTING
THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
- IS THAT A FACT?
[chuckles]
I KNOW YOU DON'T HAVE
THE BALLS TO PULL THAT TRIGGER.
SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
GONNA CALL THE COPS?
AND WHO THE FUCK
ARE THEY GONNA BELIEVE?
A DECORATED WAR VETERAN
OR SOME BUST-OUT WHO LIVES
IN A PARKING LOT?
OH, BY THE WAY, JAKE,
YOUR FINGERPRINTS
ARE ALL OVER THE VICTIMS,
ALL OVER THE WEAPONS.
AND THESE ARE ALL YOUR FRIENDS,
GOOD BUDDY.
WHY THE FUCK
ARE YOU STILL ALIVE, HUH?
IT DOES NOT LOOK GOOD
FOR YOU, JAKE.
- FUCK YOU, WALTER.
- BEFORE I BLOW HER BRAINS OUT,
I'M GONNA MAKE YOU ONE OFFER
ONE TIME.
YOU SEE THIS PHONE?
THERE'S AN AWFUL LOT OF MONEY
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS.
IT RINGS;
YOU ANSWER;
YOU GET TO KEEP THE MONEY.
NOT BAD, HUH?
[echoing] HEADS UP...
[Trevor groaning]
- [moaning]
[grunts]
JAKE, JAKE...
HE WAS A GOOD MAN...
ONCE.
HE GAVE ME A KIDNEY
IN WADE CITY.
[giggles]
HE OPERATED ON HIS OWN SELF.
HE--HE DID.
I JUST SAVED HIS LIFE,
AND HE SAVED MINE.
HE BELIEVED IN REDUNDANCY,
WALT DID.
HE SAID THAT'S WHY
WE HAVE TWO KIDNEYS.
IN CASE SOMETHING HAPPENED
TO ONE,
WE HAD...
A SPARE.
YOU COULD EVEN GIVE ONE...
[groans]
AWAY!
GODDAMN!
IT'S REDUNDANCY.
[chuckles]
[choking]
YOU WIN, JAKE...
[gasps]
[snorts]
[lively dance music ringtone]
[heavy rock music]
- MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB
NOW I AM INCLINED
TO LET MY BONES GRIND...
FEELING LIKE
THEY'LL NEVER UNWIND...
TOO SOON
I'M OUT THE DOOR
LOOKING FOR MORE
HOW I STAR IN MY MIND,
ASKING ANYONE
EVERYONE
HOW THE FUCK DO YOU GET BY
JUST SLIDE
WON'T YOU SLIDE
FEEL WHAT IT FEELS
TO BE USED
FEEL WHAT I FEEL
TO BE USED
- THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?
- ROUGH NIGHT.
- WHERE'S THE MAJOR?
- THE MAJOR...
HE GOT FIRED.
- REALLY?
- YEAH, WE'RE KIND OF...
UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT.
ME AND MY GUYS.
AND WE GOT THE BEST DEALS
IN TOWN.
SAY HI TO THE GUYS.
WHAT?
THOUGHT THOSE CAMERAS
WERE THERE FOR DECORATION?
YOU KNOW, UH...
MIGHT WANT TO PU THOSE GUNS DOWN.
THE GUYS,
THEY DON'T LIKE GUNS.
THEY SEE GUNS...
THEY TAKE OUT THEIR OWN GUNS.
JUST NEVER ENDS RIGHT.
THINK, UH...
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR THIS?
- BEST RATES IN TOWN, HUH?
YOU SEEM LIKE A GOOD BOY.
HARD WORKER.
YOU CALL ME.
LET'S MOVE.
- FEEL WHAT I FEEL
TO BE USED
FEEL WHAT IT FEELS
TO BE USED
FEEL WHAT I FEEL
TO BE USED
[gun clicks]
[gunshots]
- [gasping]
[man grunting]
[gunshot]
[car door chiming]
[engine turns over]
[dramatic instrumental music]
- AUTHORITIES ARE STILL BAFFLED
BY THE CARNAGE DISCOVERED HERE
AT THE SELF STORAGE FACILITY
ON POST ROAD.
NAMES OF THE VICTIMS
HAVE YET TO BE RELEASED,
YET THE BODIES
OF THREE NOTORIOUS EX-CONS,
A DECORATED WAR VETERAN,
AND FOUR LOCAL COLLEGE STUDENTS
WERE FOUND SLAIN.
ALONG WITH THE BODIES,
POLICE UNCOVERED
A MAKESHIFT SURGICAL SUITE,
COMPLETE WITH
LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEMS,
REFRIGERATION UNITS,
AND EVEN AN OPERATING TABLE.
INVESTIGATORS BELIEVE
THIS CHILLING CASE
TO BE PART OF
THE BLACK MARKET ORGAN TRADE,
RIGHT HERE IN OUR OWN BACKYARD.
MORE ON THIS BIZARRE CASE
TONIGHT AT 11:00.
FROM WOODHAVEN,
I'M PAMELA WILLIAMS.
[upbeat guitar music]
[seagulls squawking]
- YEAH, I'D LIKE TO TRANSFER
SOME FUNDS.
ACCOUNT NUMBER 77654.
TRANSFER NUMBER 8543.
PASSWORD:
REDUNDANCY.
- HERE'S YOUR DRINK.
- BUT I'M FEELING LIKE
LIKE EACH PLAN TENDS
TO WORK OUT AS I WANT
AND I CHANGED MY MIND
A MILLION TIMES ETERNAL
HEY, HEY, HEY,
NOW
I THINK YOU REALLY KNOW
OOH, AND SO
WHICH WAY TO GO
'CAUSE THEY GO ANYWHERE
I DON'T THINK I'M SCARED
I WANT TO BE YOUR BABY
'CAUSE THEY GO
LEFT AND RIGHT
BUT, NO, I DON'T FIGH 'CAUSE I'M JUST INHALING
YEAH, 'CAUSE THEY GO
SIDE BY SIDE
AND I DON'T DECIDE
BECAUSE I'M THE ONE FAILING
I'M FEELING
A STRANGE WAY
BUT I'M FEELING LIKE
LIKE EACH RUNAWAY
RUNS INTO ANOTHER
EACH PATH I CHOOSE
IS REALLY JUST HIS BROTHER
HEY, HEY, HEY, NOW
I THINK YOU REALLY KNOW
OH, OH, OH,
AND SO
WE HAVE PLENTY TO GO
'CAUSE THEY GO
HAND IN HAND
I DON'T TAKE NO STAND
I WATCH THE UNVEILING
'CAUSE THEY GO
LEFT AND RIGHT
BUT, NO, I DON'T FIGH 'CAUSE I'M JUST INHALING
YEAH, 'CAUSE THEY GO
SIDE BY SIDE
AND I DON'T DECIDE
BECAUSE I'M THE ONE FAILING
AND ALL THAT STUFF
I DO ALONE
YEAH, I CHEWED IT UP
AND I SPIT IT OUT
I JUST TAKE IT EASY
AT LEAST I TRY
BUT THEY'RE SIDE BY SIDE
WHOA, SIDE BY SIDE,
HEY
'CAUSE THEY GO
SIDE BY SIDE
AND I DON'T DECIDE
'CAUSE I'M THE ONE FAILING
YEAH, YEAH, HEY
WHOA, WHOA
AND I DON'T DECIDE
'CAUSE I'M THE ONE FAILING
YEAH, HEY, HEY
WHOA, WHOA
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA
HEY, HEY
[music slows]
[pensive rhythmic music]
[ominous music]
[rattling and clanging sounds]
[machine beeping]
- FUCK'S GOING ON?
WHAT THE FUCK'S GOING ON?
- ZIP TIES.
WEAPONS-GRADE.
- WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
- MOVING STRAPS.
PRESSURE TESTED
AT 1,000 POUNDS.
- WHAT THE FUCK?
- [chuckling]
- [grunting]
- THE HARDER YOU FIGHT,
THE FASTER THE SEDATIVE COURSES
THROUGH YOUR BODY.
[rumbling]
- [gasping]
MOTHERFUCKER!
- [laughing]
- SHH, SHH, SHH,
PLEASE, MAN.
I GOT MONEY.
I GOT LOTS OF MONEY.
YEAH.
PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO.
PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO.
I'VE NEVER SEEN YOUR FACE,
MAN.
PLEASE!
[rustling]
PLEASE!
- I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU
A WHILE NOW.
BIG, STRONG GUY.
20/20 VISION.
EATS RIGHT.
AND A NONSMOKER.
- NO, PLEASE!
- YOU ARE A REAL FIND,
MY FRIEND.
- PLEASE! PLEASE!
PLEASE!
LET ME GO!
PLEASE, NO!
NO!
NO!
[beeping]
- HAVE SWEET DREAMS.
[gate clanging]
- NO!
NO!
PLEASE!
NO!
[alarm clock ringing]
[driving rock music]
- WHAT IS
THIS CASH PARADE
SUNDAY MORNING RAIN
FALLING DOWN ON THEM
AND WHO IS THERE TO BLAME
- RAIN ON
THE MAGAZINES
PROMOTING
THE PIPE DREAM SCHEME
HOW THEY BUILD
THEIR OWN ESTEEM
TO BE THE DREAM
TRYING TO FIND
MY PEACE OF MIND
REALIZE
THAT I'M SO ENTWINED
YEAH
NEED TO RUSH
NEED TO RUSH
GOT ALL THE TIME
IN THE WORLD
NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- CAN'T GET IN LINE
WITH THE COLOR-WHEEL BLUES
I NEED A RUSH
NEED A RUSH
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
PROJECTED IMAGE
ON THE SCREEN
- NO ATTENTION
NO ATTENTION
- SOOTHING, TRANQUIL,
AND OBSCENE
- NO ATTENTION
NO ATTENTION
- I SHUDDER
I CLOSE MY EYES
AND WHEN I FINALLY
SEE MYSELF
WHEN I'M RUNNING,
RUNNING FOR HELP
BECAUSE THERE'S NOBODY ELSE
YOU SEE,
MY FEET KEEP SLEEPING
- HI-OH!
- NOTHING CHANGES
DAY TO DAY
ALLOW FOR MY NEED TO ESCAPE
YEAH, YEAH
I NEED TO RUSH
I NEED TO RUSH
I'VE GOT ALL THE TIME
IN THE WORLD
I NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- CAN'T FALL BACK,
CAN'T KEEP TREADING WATER
I NEED A RUSH
I NEED A RUSH
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
- SHIT.
[dramatic music on TV]
- REBECCA CONWAY,
AGE 26, MOTHER OF TWO,
IS NOW MISSING
FOR THREE DAYS.
THIS IS THE SIXTH MISSING PERSON
IN THE TRI-STATE AREA
IN THE PAST TWO MONTHS.
AUTHORITIES BELIEVE
THE ABDUCTIONS ARE RELATED
AND ARE WORKING AROUND THE CLOCK
CHASING DOWN ANY AND ALL
POSSIBLE LEADS.
IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION
ON THE WHEREABOUTS OF REBECCA
OR OF ANY OF THE OTHER VICTIMS
MENTIONED IN OUR BROADCAST,
PLEASE CONTACT OUR HOTLINE.
LIVE FROM
THE WOODHAVEN POLICE STATION,
I'M PAMELA WILLIAMS.
- TREVOR?
COME ON, MAN, WHY DO YOU GO TO BE DOING THIS SHIT?
- BAM!
- [sighs]
- [exhales forcefully]
GOT YOU AGAIN.
- CONGRATULATIONS.
YOU'RE A TRUE NINJA MASTER.
FUCKING WEIRDO.
- JAKE, I NEED TO SEE YOU
IN MY OFFICE IMMEDIATELY.
- WHAT THE FUCK?
- WHAT?
WHEN?
OH, THAT'S JUST A LITTLE SOONER
THAN WE EXPECTED,
BUT I'M SURE WE
CAN ACCOMMODATE YOU.
ALL RIGHT,
WE'LL MAKE IT WORK.
THANKS.
AND HAVE A NICE NIGHT.
WHAT?
YOU GOT IT.
YEAH, SURE.
WE'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
FUCKING PEOPLE.
[groans]
- YOU HEAR ABOU THESE ABDUCTIONS?
IT'S ALL OVER THE NEWS.
I MEAN, THAT SHIT CAN HAPPEN
RIGHT IN YOUR BACKYARD.
- YEAH, DO ME A FAVOR.
PRESS PLAY.
PUT TOGETHER
A LITTLE HIGHLIGHT REEL.
BEST OF JAKE.
HEY.
NICE SWING.
- THANKS.
- AH, JAKE.
[laughing]
THAT'S ATTRACTIVE.
- YEAH.
COME ON.
- WISH WE HAD AUDIO.
OOH, THAT'S GOT TO HURT.
THAT'S GOT TO HURT BAD.
- YEAH.
IT'S ALL FAIRLY INCRIMINATING.
- WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE...
[chuckles]
SOUND LIKE MY FUCKING FATHER.
WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE,
I WAS GETTING SHOT AT.
THAT WAS A PRETTY TOUGH JOB.
NOW, YOU ON THE OTHER HAND,
HAVE A VERY SIMPLE JOB,
AND YOU STILL GOT TO BUST...
[thumping]
BUST MY BALLS,
ACTING LIKE A RETARD.
- I'M SORRY, WALTER.
- LOOK, I GET IT.
YOU'RE IN THE WOODS
LATE AT NIGHT,
NOBODY'S AROUND,
AND YOU FIGURE
YOU CAN JERK OFF ALL NIGHT.
- WELL...
- YOU ARE A GROWN ASS MAN,
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE, LITTLE BUDDY.
START ACTING LIKE IT,
ALL RIGHT?
I MEAN, YOU SEE ALL THOSE
CAMERAS I HAVE HERE, HUH?
YOU SEE THEM ALL?
YOU THINK THEY'RE
FOR DECORATION?
I'M ALWAYS WATCHING, JAKE.
- I'M SORRY, WALT.
- WHAT THE FUCK, JAKE?
WHAT WOULD YOU DO
IF YOU WERE ME, HMM?
- WHAT WOULD I DO
IF I WERE YOU?
I'D PROBABLY NOT FIRE ME?
LOOK, COME ON, WALT.
YOU KNOW I LOVE IT HERE.
- GET OFF ME,
YOU LITTLE WEIRDO.
JAKE, YOU KNOW
YOU'RE LIKE FAMILY.
I MEAN, SHIT,
YOU'VE BEEN WORKING HERE
SINCE YOU WERE IN HIGH SCHOOL.
BUT I'M TIRED OF WAITING
FOR YOU TO GROW UP.
IT WAS FUNNY BACK THEN
WHEN YOU WERE A KID.
IT'S FUCKING PATHETIC NOW,
PAL.
I MEAN, JESUS, JAKE,
YOU LIVE HERE, MAN.
DO--DO YOU BRING WOMEN HERE?
COME ON, DUDE.
GROW UP.
AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
OH, YEAH.
ONE MORE THING.
IF YOU SEE TREVOR,
TELL HIM I NEED HIM.
HE WON'T ANSWER HIS PHONE.
- JESUS CHRIST,
I CAN'T DO IT TONIGHT.
THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
I'M SORRY.
IT'S OUT OF MY FUCKING HANDS.
IT-IT CAN'T BE--
EVEN IF I WANTED TO,
I COULDN'T DO IT.
IT-IT'S TIMING ISSUES.
IT'S INTERNATIONAL
SHIPPING LABELS.
[sniffing]
AND IT'S THE TSAs.
IT'S THE FUCKING TSAs.
WHAT?
ARE YOU SERIOUS?
THAT IS A LOT OF MONEY.
THAT IS A LOT OF FUCKING MONEY.
I WILL CALL THE MAJOR.
[panting]
THAT IS...
A LOT OF FUCKING MONEY.
[sniffs]
AH!
[banging]
[thudding]
- HUH!
[Flight of the Valkyries plays]
HYAH! HA!
[dramatic orchestral music]
HYAH! HYAH!
- BOSS WANTS TO SEE YOU.
[imitates gunshot]
I WIN.
[exhales forcefully]
- HELLO, DELIVERY!
ALWAYS ON THE LAST STOP
OF THE DAY.
FUCK IT.
I'LL SIGN IT MYSELF.
[tense music cue]
WHOA, DUDE.
WHOA.
YOU SCARED THE--
OOH.
- NEED A SIGNATURE?
- YEAH, THIS ONE CAME BACK
UNCLAIMED.
SO WHEN SOMEONE FLAKES
ON THE RENT,
YOU GUYS HAVE AUCTIONS
LIKE ON THOSE TV SHOWS?
- [chuckles]
I DON'T WATCH THAT CRAP.
- OH.
MY WIFE LOVES THAT SHIT.
SO WHAT DO YOU DO WITH ALL
THE STUFF
WHEN SOMEONE FLAKES ON YOU?
- I HAVE THIS KID
WHO WORKS FOR ME.
CUTS THE LOCK.
I TOSS IT.
- AH, COME ON.
YOU COULD BE THROWING AWAY
A TREASURE.
- YOU WATCH TOO MUCH TV.
IT ALWAYS ENDS UP BEING JUNK.
- YEAH?
ALL RIGHT, WELL,
HAVE A GOOD DAY.
[doorbell chimes]
HEY, REBECCA.
OH, REBECCA.
[sighs]
THANK YOU FOR THE SACRIFICES
YOU'VE MADE...
AND FOR THE ONE
YOU'RE ABOUT TO MAKE.
NO LIFE IS EVER GIVEN IN VAIN.
DEATH BEFORE SURRENDER.
HERE WE GO.
HOLD STILL, BABY.
HOLD STILL.
OKAY, BREATHE.
BREATHE.
GOOD, GOOD, GOOD,
GOOD, GOOD.
BREATHE.
ISN'T THAT NICE?
ISN'T THAT NICE?
OOH, THAT IS
A BEAUTIFUL INCISION.
HO-HO-HO.
I COULD GIVE FUCKING LESSONS.
[knife clicks]
TZA, TZA, TZA, TZA, TZA...
YES!
[sighs]
HERE WE GO.
HERE WE GO.
[clanking]
NICE.
[clattering]
HM.
[beeping]
AH.
WOW.
[machine flatlining]
YEAH, I UNDERSTAND THAT.
BUT WE DON'T USUALLY DEAL
IN THOSE QUANTITIES.
I MEAN, TRADITIONALLY SPEAKING,
IT'S UNWISE TO RUSH
THESE TYPES OF THINGS,
ESPECIALLY WHEN DEALING
WITH THESE TYPES OF PEOPLE.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
- OKAY.
LET'S JUST GET SOMETHING
STRAIGHT, OKAY?
PERSONALLY,
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK
ABOUT YOUR POLITICS.
THIS ISN'T COMING
FROM ME ANYWAY.
I'M JUST FOLLOWING ORDERS.
YOU OUGHT TO KNOW
WHAT THAT'S LIKE.
I DIDN'T ACCELERATE
THIS SCHEDULE.
IT--IT'S OUT OF MY HANDS.
- OKAY.
EVERYTHING YOU NEED.
BUT I WANT THE WHOLE PAYMEN TONIGHT, CASH.
THE RISK IS JUST TOO HIGH.
- FINE. DEAL.
FUCK!
WHATEVER.
JUST REMEMBER THIS:
IT IS A LOT OF MONEY.
IT IS A LOT OF FUCKING MONEY.
SO LET'S NOT ROCK THE BOAT.
JUST GET IT DONE,
OKAY?
- OKAY, ASSHOLE.
- DID YOU JUST FUCKING
HANG UP ON ME?
YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKER.
[knocking]
- COME IN.
HEY, PAL.
LET'S CHECK ON THAT NEW LIVER,
HUH?
HERE WE GO.
- RIGHT.
[sighs]
OKAY, NO DISCOLORATION.
NO SIGHS OF INFECTION.
- MM-MM.
- NOT BAD FOR A MAN WHO WAS
SUPPOSED TO DIE IN WADE CITY.
- WELL, YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU'RE
ON THE RIGHT SIDE,
NOTHING KILLS YOU.
- OKAY, SO...
[clears throat]
ANY PAIN AT ALL?
- UH, JUST THE USUAL.
- YOU'RE GETTING REALLY GOOD
AT PAIN THERE, TREVOR.
- WELL, IT'S JUST LIKE PRISON.
IT ONLY HURT THE FIRST TIME.
- EH, HOO-HOO,
THAT'S ATTRACTIVE.
[both chuckling]
HEY, MAN, GOOD JOB.
- LIKEWISE.
SO TELL ME,
DO WE HAVE GOOD NEWS TODAY?
- [clears throat]
SOME GOOD,
SOME BAD.
- I'LL TAKE THE BAD NEWS FIRST.
[playful hip-hop music]
- WHAT Y'ALL LOOKING AT?
[together]
WEIRDO.
- JAKE AND BAKE,
WHAT'S GOOD, BABY?
MAN, GET THE FUCK
OFF THE TRUCK!
- SORRY, DUDE.
- LOOK, MAN, I REALLY THINK
YOU SHOULD CONSIDER
RECONSIDERING THE SITUATION.
- THIS SUCKS.
WE FINALLY GET INVITED
TO A PARTY,
AND IT GETS MESSED UP.
- YEAH, I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOUR SISTER
WAS GONNA LET US GO TO THAT.
- MY MOM MADE HER.
- ALL RIGHT.
- LOOK, HOMEY,
WE'RE SUPPOSED
TO GO TO MATT'S PARTY,
BUT THEN HIM AND JESSICA
ARE FIGHTING,
AND GOT SHOT DOWN TO SHIT.
- NOT MY PROBLEM.
- DUDE, LISTEN TO ME.
I GOT BOODLES FOR DAYS,
AND I GOT A KEG.
AND I GOT A PACK OF THAT LOUD
THAT YOU HAVE NEVER EVEN SMELLED
IN YOUR LIFE,
BUT I GOT NO PLACE TO GO.
- SO WHAT THE FUCK
DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?
- OH.
OH, ALL RIGHT,
SO IT'S LIKE THAT, THEN?
- NO, IT'S NOT LIKE THAT.
LOOK, I GOT A LITTLE BI OF WEED.
I'M GOOD.
- NO, NO,
I GOT YOU.
I GET IT.
I MEAN, WHAT WAS I
REALLY THINKING
TRYING TO GET YOU LAID
AT YOUR BORING ASS JOB?
- LAID? WHAT LAID?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
LAID?
- WELL, IT DOESN'T SEEM TO ME
AS IF SARA-MARIE BEING
IN MY VICINITY
AT THIS VERY MOMENT IS OF ANY
CONCERN TO YOU AT THIS POINT.
- YOU ARE SO FULL OF SHIT,
KID.
- CALL MY BLUFF, SON.
- OKAY.
UM, LET ME TALK TO HER.
- SHE'S OUTSIDE THE PIZZA SPO WITH VALERIE RIGHT NOW.
- WHO THE FUCK IS VALERIE?
- HEY, LADIES.
CAN Y'ALL HAVE MY BABIES?
- COME ON, LET ME TALK
TO SARA-MARIE.
- I TOLD YOU, SHE'S A THE PIZZA SPOT WITH VALERIE.
- OH, THAT'S RIGHT.
SHE'S IN THE PIZZA SPO WITH VALERIE.
HEY, RIP, GUESS WHAT?
- WHAT?
DOUCHEBAG.
[heavy rock music]
- [shouting gibberish]
YEAH.
YEAH.
[gun clicks]
OOH.
- I'M GRIPPING MY SHIR NOT TO FALL TOO SOON
I'M BALKING TO BLOCK
HOW I STALK
WHAT I WANT
WHEN I STOOP,
I CAN LOSE
WHAT I NEED TO COCOON
- [sniffs]
- MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB
BUT I AM INCLINED
TO LET MY BONES GRIND
FEELING LIKE
THEY'LL NEVER UNWIND
I'M OUT THE DOOR
LOOKING FOR MORE
IN MY MIND
ASKING ANYONE
EVERYONE
HOW THE FUCK
DO YOU GET BY
JUST SLIDE
WON'T YOU SLIDE
[guns clicking]
AND FEEL WHAT IT FEELS
TO BE USED
[guns clicking]
FEEL WHAT IT FEELS
TO BE USED
TO BE USED
[gun clicks]
- TREVOR, THIS IS JAKE.
COME BACK.
JAKE REQUESTING KEY
TO DUMPSTER.
OVER.
TREVOR.
- TREVOR,
AFTER TOMORROW MORNING,
THERE WILL BE NO MORE
SELF STORAGE.
- FULL RETIREMENT?
- ABSOLUTE FULL RETIREMENT.
FOR SELF STORAGE AND FOR US.
WON'T BE ANY NEED
FOR IT ANYMORE AFTER TOMORROW.
DONE.
- WHAT ABOUT YOUR BOY JAKE?
- [inhales deeply]
AH, JAKE.
WE CUT HIM LOOSE.
- DOUCHEBAG.
- I STILL DON'T SEE
WHY WE HAVE TO GO AWAY?
- AH, TREVOR.
BUDDY...
OUR LAST MISSION'S ALREADY PU SELF STORAGE ON SOME RADARS.
IT'S BEST WE DISAPPEAR,
MAYBE FOR GOOD THIS TIME.
- SO THIS IS IT?
IT'S REALLY HAPPENING?
- THIS IS IT, PAL.
DEATH BEFORE SURRENDER,
OLD FRIEND.
- FUCK IT.
BRING EVERYTHING YOU GOT.
MIDGETS, SIDESHOW,
CLOWNS.
BRING A GODDAMN ELEPHANT.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK.
IF WALT CATCHES US,
I'LL TELL HIM
IT'S A RETIREMENT PARTY--
IN HIS HONOR.
I'LL, UH...
I'LL GET THE PLACE READY.
HEYS!
[tinny dance music playing]
- [laughing]
WHERE'S THIS PARTY AT?
YOU GIRLS READY TO HIT THIS?
- YEAH.
[chortles]
[tinny dance music
plays again]
- REALLY SHOULD HAVE GONE
TO THE CLUB TONIGHT.
- ARE YOU--
YOU GONNA GET THAT OR WHAT?
- OH, IT'S MATT.
I'M NOT DEALING RIGHT NOW.
UM, WHAT DO YOU WORMS
THINK YOU'RE DOING?
- WHAT?
- TRUNK IT.
- YOU'RE SUCH A BITCH.
- [laughing]
- LOOKS LIKE WE FIN
TO HAVE A PARTY AFTER ALL!
LET'S GO!
WHOO!
- WHOO-HOO!
[engine turns over]
- BLOW ME.
OKAY.
[rock steady rhythmic music]
OKAY.
[spray cans hissing]
- OKAY, BOYS, WE ALL SE FOR OUR LITTLE FIELD TRIP?
- YEAH, LISTEN.
I GOT THIS THING MAPPED UP
AND PLANNED OUT,
RIGHT DOWN TO THE MINUTE
THAT WE GET PAID.
- BATTERIES IN THE BACK
GOOD FOR A DAY AND A HALF
AFTER WE GET THE FUCK
OUT OF DODGE.
- ALL RIGHT, PLENTY OF TIME,
PLENTY OF TIME.
- SO WHO'S THIS GUY AGAIN?
- YOU ASK TOO MANY FUCKING
QUESTIONS, YOU KNOW THAT?
- HEY, HEY, HEY.
HEY, MUMBO,
JUST STOP, STOP.
IT'S OKAY.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
smack!
- OH!
- NORMALLY, THE NEW GUY
IS NOT SUPPOSED
TO ASK QUESTIONS.
BUT SINCE YOU ASKED NICELY,
I WILL TELL YOU.
THIS GUY IS KNOWN AS...
THE MAJOR.
I DON'T KNOW.
HE'S SOME FUCKING FORMER
BLACK OPERATIVE ON A CRUSADE.
HE'S DEFINITELY A LITTLE
POST-TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER,
"KILL YOUR WHOLE FAMILY" STYLE
FUCKED IN THE HEAD,
BUT HE'S GOOD.
SPECIALIZES IN ABDUCTIONS
HE SETS UP IN THESE
STORAGE FACILITIES.
IT'S REALLY FUCKING CREEPY,
BUT HIS SHIT...
HIS SHIT IS THE BEST.
- THAT'S WHY
WE'RE GOING IN THERE.
- THAT'S RIGHT.
JUST A MATTER OF TIME
BEFORE THE SHIT GOES DOWN,
AND WHEN IT DOES GO DOWN,
I DON'T REALLY GIVE A FUCK,
'CAUSE WE'RE GONNA BE LONG GONE.
JUST HOPE HE CAN ROLL
WITH THE PUNCHES UNTIL THEN.
- THAT GUY...
- HEY.
- NEEDS TO WORK
ON HIS EMPLOYER-EMPLOYEE
COMMUNICATION SKILLS.
- YEAH.
- HE'S A DICK.
- [voice-over] YOU SEE
ALL THOSE CAMERAS I HAVE HERE?
YOU THINK THEY'RE
FOR DECORATION?
- INSTANT ELECTRIC STORM.
[camera clicks]
LET'S GO FOR TOTAL BLACKOUT.
[whooshing]
[lights clicking]
[alarm buzzing]
[alarm beeping]
[shower hissing]
[people screaming]
YES!
[people screaming]
[people screaming]
[people screaming]
- [snoring]
[rhythmic ringtone blaring]
- [sighs]
OH.
YEAH?
- HEY.
- WHAT'S HAPPENING?
- WE'RE COMING TONIGHT.
- THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE.
- NO, IT'S NOT IMPOSSIBLE.
WE'RE LEAVING RIGHT NOW.
WE'LL BE THERE AT DAWN.
- WHAT IF I SAID NO?
- WHAT IF YOU SAID NO?
WELL, THEN I WOULD SAY,
"I THINK YOU'RE MAKING
A VERY POOR BUSINESS DECISION."
AND THEN YOU WOULD SAY,
"I AM?"
AND THEN I WOULD SAY,
"YEAH, WHY DON'T YOU GO
FUCK YOURSELF?"
SEE IF YOU CAN SELL
THIS SHIT ON YOUR OWN.
LET'S SEE HOW FAR YOU GET.
- OKAY.
I'LL SEE YOU AT DAWN,
JONAH.
YOU SON OF A BITCH.
- HUNG UP ON ME.
ALL RIGHT, BOYS,
CHOP-CHOP.
- TREVOR, I'M ON MY WAY.
WE HAVE A SITUATION.
I'LL EXPLAIN WHEN I GET THERE.
AH, SON OF A BITCH.
- [clears throat]
OFFICER.
- FUCK YOU.
GO ALL THE WAY DOWN
THE MAIN ROW
TILL YOU SEE THE OPEN DOOR.
- WORD UP.
[engine starts up]
[smooth R&B music playing]
- I USED TO BLAME THE WORLD
I SHOULD HAVE BLAMED MYSELF
- YEAH
- SHOULD HAVE RAISED HELL
- COME ON
- SHOULD HAVE BROUGHT YOU BACK
WHEN THEY SAID NO
- [chuckling]
WHOO! THIS IS A GOOD LOOK
RIGHT HERE.
- HOME SWEET HOME.
- OKAY, YOU TWO,
KEG DUTY.
GET THAT BITCH UP AND RUNNING.
- YOU GOT IT, RIP.
- OH-HO.
JAKE, VAL.
VAL, JAKE.
- ENCHANTE.
- DITTO.
WHERE DID YOU DIG HER UP?
- OH, MY GOD,
THIS IS GONNA BE SO AWKWARD.
- NO, IT'S NOT.
- I DIDN'T KNOW I
WAS GONNA SEE HIM.
- HE LOOKS GOOD.
[laughs]
- FUCK YOU.
OF COURSE HE LOOKS GOOD.
GET OUT OF THE CAR.
- OH, JAKE.
OH.
[laughs]
- COME ON, GO.
- COME ON.
[laughter]
- WELL?
WHAT, IS SHE A GHOST?
YOU GONNA STARE
THROUGH HER SOUL,
YOU GONNA SAY,
"WHAT'S UP?"
- SHIT.
HE SAW ME.
GO.
GET OUT OF HERE.
- HI.
SARA-MARIE.
WOW.
LONG TIME,
NO SEE.
- YEAH.
HEY.
YEAH, I KNOW.
- YOU LOOK GREAT.
- YEAH?
SO DO YOU.
LIKE THE UNIFORM.
- OH, THANKS.
YEAH, IT'S, UH...
KIND OF AUTHORITATIVE.
- YEAH.
YOU LOOK VERY OFFICIAL.
- NICE.
THAT'S WHAT I WAS GOING FOR.
- OKAY, SERIOUSLY,
WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO OUT HERE?
- WELL, WE GOT THIS KEG.
- OH.
- WE GOT THOSE BOTTLES
OVER THERE,
ONE, TWO,
THREE LOVELY LADIES,
NOT TO MENTION
SOME OF THIS.
L-O-U-D.
MMM.
- I DEFINITELY SHOULD
HAVE GONE TO THE CLUB TONIGHT.
- COME ON.
HANG OUT.
LIVE A LITTLE.
I'LL MIX YOU UP ONE
OF THE LITTLE CRANBERRY
THINGS YOU LIKE.
- PROMISE?
- I GOT THE CRANBERRY
RIGHT HERE.
- [sighs]
- THE THING CAN'T BE OUT.
- SHUT UP.
- SEE?
- DUDE...
[rattling]
I GOT IT.
- DOESN'T LOOK LIKE IT.
- SHUT UP.
PUMP IT.
[clanking]
- HERE WE GO.
- OH, SHIT.
SHE'S UP AND RUNNING.
- MAJOR,
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
- ROUND BACK.
WE NEED TO BE EXTRA CAREFUL
ON THIS ONE.
[crickets chirping]
[whooshing]
- ONE SHOT.
- ONE PIZZA.
- ONE BEER.
- AND ONE RIGHTEOUS BONG RIP.
- TWO RUN A GAUNTLE OF INEBRIATION.
- THE ULTIMATE CHALLENGE.
- TWO TEAMS WILL ENTER.
- ONE WILL SURVIVE.
both: BOX RACE.
[rhythmic rock music]
- YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
GO, GO, GO.
YEAH, BABY!
- DON'T DO IT...
- GO, GO, GO, GO!
- GO!
NO, COME ON!
- LET'S GO, LET'S GO.
YOU GOT THIS.
YOU GOT THIS.
YEAH.
[all cheering]
YEAH.
[laughter]
- PASS IT. PASS IT.
PASS IT.
- LET'S GO
- [coughing]
- ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT,
MAN.
- PASS IT OFF.
- OH, MY GOD.
- RIP, DON'T YOU FUCKING PUKE.
I SWEAR TO GOD,
YOU'RE A CHAMPION.
[laughter]
- WOW.
- WHOO!
- HOLY SHIT.
[laughter]
- COME ON. COME ON.
COME ON. COME ON.
- [coughs]
- [laughs]
GO!
WHOO, YEAH!
- SHIT!
- HOW DOES THAT FEEL?
GO!
OH-HO-HO!
- FASTER.
- OH, YOU GOT THIS.
GOT THIS.
- YOU GOT IT?
EW!
- FUCK, YEAH, CHAMP.
- ONE, TWO, THREE.
NO, SHOT, SHOT!
COME ON!
- [coughs]
- OH!
[cheering]
[laughter]
- I LOVE YOU.
- THAT FUCKING KID.
I TELL HIM HE'S AN INCH AWAY
FROM LOSING HIS JOB,
WHAT DOES HE DO?
- [chuckling]
- THROWS A FRIGGIN' PARTY.
- MAYBE HE FIGURES
IT'S HIS GOING-AWAY PARTY.
- YEAH, WELL, THIS GOING-AWAY
PARTY'S GONNA FUCK THINGS UP.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
- THEY'RE COMING TONIGHT.
- NO, TOMORROW.
- NO, THEY CALLED.
THEY'RE COMING TONIGHT.
THEY WANT EVERYTHING.
- [sighs]
WHAT ABOUT JAKE?
- IMPROVISE.
- OH, I CAN IMPROVISE.
- [chuckles]
- YEAH.
I CAN IMPROVISE.
- FUCKING KID.
[thumping hip-hop music]
- HAVE YOU EVER HEARD
A MELODY
THAT'S SO SMOOTH,
SO TIGHT, SO BRIGHT
ALL EARS,
NO SIGHT
CLOSE YOUR EYES
AND MEDITATE
LET THE CHORUS RESONATE
IT'S SOMETHING
THAT YOU NEVER HEARD BEFORE
BUT THE FEELING'S
SO FAMILIAR
MUSIC MELODONA,
SOUND TO FILL YOU
THE LOVE FOR MUSIC,
NOW IT'S TIME TO FEEL YOU
TIME TO MAKE I ALL MAKE SENSE
SO LET'S TAKE I TO THE PAST
BEFORE I KNEW
WHAT I KNEW NOW
WHAT I DO BEFORE
I KNEW SOUND
I'VE ALWAYS HAD A THING
FOR MUSIC
NOT ONE TUNE
I WOULD NOT SING TO
NOT ONE GROOVE
THAT WOULDN'T MOVE
ALL SPECIAL
IN THEIR OWN WAYS
DIFFERENT SONGS
FOR DIFFERENT DAYS
DIFFERENT MOVES
FOR DIFFERENT SWAYS
- I KNOW. I KNOW.
I KNOW.
THESE FUCKING GLOVES ON.
- HERE'S WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.
YOU HAVE TO STEP
ON THIS REALLY HARD
AND THEN PULL
THAT LITTLE TAB BACK.
[clanking]
QUIET.
- OKAY, OKAY.
[door squeaking]
- OH.
- SOMETHING IS WRONG.
TREVOR, WHAT THE FUCK?
- NO FUCKING WAY!
- OH, NO, MAN.
THIS IS NOT COOL.
THIS IS NOT COOL.
- OH, IT'S LIKE THEY
WERE NEVER EVEN HERE.
[sighs]
I'M SORRY, BOSS,
BUT...
IT'S OVER, MAN.
- OVER?
YOU'RE NOT THINKING RATIONALLY.
JONAH'S COMING TONIGH WITH A LAUNDRY LIS OF PARTS TO FILL.
- YEAH, BUT, WALT--
- SERGEANT,
I TOLD YOU WHAT HAPPENED
TO HALF THE FREEDOM FIGHTERS
IN KUWAIT.
WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED
TO THE OTHER HALF?
THEY'RE STILL ALIVE,
BARELY.
MAN, SUPPOSE YOU DON'T SAVE MY
LIFE IN WADE CITY, MY BROTHER.
YEAH, SUPPOSE YOU JUST GAVE UP.
AND WHAT IF I HAD THROWN
IN THE TOWEL
WHEN YOU WERE LYING THERE
IN THE RUBBLE
WITH TWO RUPTURED KIDNEYS,
HUH?
WE CANNOT GIVE UP,
MY BROTHER.
- I DON'T WANT TO GIVE UP,
BUT WHERE ARE WE GONNA...
THERE'S JAKE AND HIS FRIENDS.
- COULD YOU IMAGINE
THE HEAR OF ONE OF THOSE COWARDS
BEATING INSIDE
A REAL COMBAT SOLDIER?
- THAT WOULD BE POETIC.
- POETIC JUSTICE.
- YEAH.
- THINK ABOUT IT.
YEAH.
OKAY, BROTHER.
WE DO WHAT WE DO TONIGHT,
ONLY A HELL OF A LOT FASTER.
LET'S GET THIS PLACE
BUTTONED UP.
- NEED A RUSH
NEED A RUSH
I GOT ALL THE TIME
IN THE WORLD
NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- NEED TO RUN
- I NEED TO RUN
- CAN'T FALL BACK,
CAN'T KEEP TREADING WATER
I NEED A RUSH
I NEED A RUSH
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD
snap!
- I THINK I BUSTED.
[eerie atmospheric music]
- SO HOW'S SCHOOL
IN CHICAGO?
IT'S WINDY, RIGHT?
- UH, IT'S GOOD.
IT'S OKAY.
SCHOOL'S HARDER THAN
I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE.
BUT I PASSED, UH...
ALMOST EVERY CLASS.
[chuckles]
IT'S ALWAYS FREEZING.
HOW'S WORK?
- ACTUALLY, IT'S ABOUT TIME
TO GO MAKE MY ROUNDS.
WANT TO GO FOR A DRIVE?
- UH...
SURE.
- NICE.
- WHY NOT?
[rhythmic ringtone playing]
- MATT?
WHAT, MATT?
WHAT--WHAT--
NO, YOU'RE ACTING
LIKE SUCH A STALKER.
WHAT...
I'M--I'M TRYING TO HAVE
A GOOD TIME WITH MY FRIENDS,
AND I CAN'T DO THA WITH YOU CALLING ME
AND TEXTING ME
EVERY FUCKING FIVE SECONDS.
ARE YOU--ARE YOU SERIOUS?
REALLY?
- WHOO-HOO-HOO!
GOOD BOYS.
[laughs]
- THAT'S RIGHT,
MOTHERFUCKER!
WHO WANTS SOME
OF THIS SHIT?
SORRY.
SORRY.
- WHO KNEW YOU HAD I IN YOU?
HE'S SPUNKY.
I LIKE HIM.
- DUDE, YOU TOTALLY STARTED
BEFORE ME.
- I GOT TO TAKE A PISS.
THE BOYS WILL ENTERTAIN YOU.
[snickers]
- GREAT.
- [clears throat]
[beeping and whirring]
- NO CALLS IN.
NO CALLS OUT.
- BULLSHIT.
ALL YOU EVER DO IS HANG OU WITH YOUR STUPID FRIENDS.
HELLO?
HELLO?
FUCKING CELL!
[whimpering]
[screams]
OH, YOU SCARED
THE SHIT OUT OF ME.
DON'T DO THAT.
- LAST I HEARD, THOSE THINGS
ARE BAD FOR YOUR HEALTH.
- [chuckles] LEAS OF MY PROBLEMS RIGHT NOW.
- YEAH, I HEARD YOU YELLING.
GOT A REAL PROBLEM
WITH THAT PHONE, DON'T YOU?
I'D GET MY MONEY BACK
IF I WAS YOU.
- WHATEVER.
IT'S FINE.
JUST BULLSHIT.
- NO.
IT'S VERY DIFFICULT.
I KNOW HOW YOU'RE FEELING
RIGHT NOW.
- YEAH, RIGHT.
[R&B music]
- YOU KNOW, WINDING DOWN
A RELATIONSHIP
CAN BE A VERY DIFFICULT THING.
TAIL END CAN BE PAINFUL,
AWKWARD,
CONFUSING.
I KNOW.
I SPEAK FROM EXPERIENCE.
- I'M JUST SO SICK OF IT ALL.
I AM SO DONE WITH RELATIONSHIPS.
- BELIEVE ME, GIRL,
I FEEL YOU.
THOSE FEELINGS ARE VERY NATURAL
FOR YOU RIGHT NOW.
BUT...
I GOT A SIMPLE SUGGESTION.
YOU NEED TO STEP BACK,
CLEAR YOUR HEAD.
WE COULD TALK.
IT'LL MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
- NO, I-I DON'T WAN TO TALK ANYMORE.
I'M DONE TALKING.
SOMEONE'S GONNA SEE.
- NOBODY'S GONNA SEE.
- [laughs]
- STEP INTO MY OFFICE.
- [laughs]
- THEY ARE ALL THE SAME.
REALLY, IT'S INCREDIBLE.
I MEAN, THEY DON'T LISTEN
TO A THING THAT WE HAVE TO SAY.
TAKE YOUR HERO RIP,
FOR EXAMPLE.
YOU GUYS, YOU THINK
HE'S THE MAN, RIGHT,
THAT HE HAS GO HIS SHIT TOGETHER, RIGHT?
WRONG.
HE IS A LOST,
PATHETIC LITTLE BOY.
AND ALL BOYS CHEA EVENTUALLY.
- WE DON'T CHEAT.
- YEAH, I'VE NEVER CHEATED.
IT'S 'CAUSE I'M
AN AVID PORN ENTHUSIAST.
- [laughing] WHAT?
- FACT:
HABITUAL PORNOGRAPHY VIEWING
REDUCES THE CHANCES
OF INFIDELITY BY 80%.
YOU CAN LOOK IT UP.
- IT'S TRUE.
MASTURBATION IS THE KEY.
IT'S THE GREAT EQUALIZER.
HELPS GET THE POISON OUT.
- SHUT UP AND POUR ME ANOTHER
SHOT, YOU LITTLE MONKEY SPANKER.
- YES, MA'AM.
- [laughing]
- SEE? MAYBE NOT ALL GUYS
ARE BAD.
- MAYBE.
BUT THAT RIP,
HE'S A LITTLE SON OF A BISH.
[thumping and grunting]
- [groans]
[laughs]
[exhales sharply]
FEEL BETTER?
- MUCH.
- GLAD I COULD HELP.
[chuckles]
[sighs]
[whistles]
[sighs] WELL...
I SHOULD GO BACK, BUT...
CAN'T SHOW UP
AT THE SAME TIME.
YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?
[chuckles]
- OBVIOUSLY,
YEAH.
- [sighs]
- HEY, UM...
UH, ARE YOU GONNA TELL VALERIE?
- YEAH.
AROUND THE SAME TIME
YOU TELL MATT.
[chuckles]
[mouthing]
[buzzy synth music]
- OH, MY GOD.
I LOVE THESE CAMERAS.
[thumping techno music]
[camera clicks]
[laughs]
OH, YEAH.
[laughs]
[laughing]
YOU GOT THE MOVES
LIKE JAGGER, HONEY.
I'LL GIVE YOU THAT.
[laughing]
LOOK AT HIS LITTLE BUTT SHAKING.
WHOO-HOO!
- SO...
LOOK WHAT I GOT.
- OH, MY GOD.
YOU KEPT IT?
- YEAH.
- I THOUGHT FOR SURE YOU WOULD
HAVE SMASHED IT OR SOMETHING.
- LOOK, I WAS HEARTBROKEN,
BUT I'M NOT STUPID.
THAT'S A GREAT PIECE.
- [chortles]
THIS THING BRINGS BACK
SOME MEMORIES.
- WELL, FIRE IT UP.
COME ON. I'LL GIVE YOU
THE GRAND TOUR.
- OH.
- YOU KNOW,
I USED TO BE A DANCER.
[giggles]
[clanking sounds]
TAKE YOUR SHIRTS OFF.
- REALLY?
- MAYBE IF YOU WILL,
I WILL.
- OKAY.
- [giggling]
I WANT TO SEE YOU FLEX.
COME ON.
LET'S HAVE A COMPETITION.
[laughs]
- DUDE, TAKE YOUR
FUCKING SHIRT OFF.
- WHA...
I KNEW YOU HAD A WILD SIDE
UNDERNEATH THERE.
[giggles]
- OKAY, THAT'S US.
NOW IT'S YOUR TURN,
VALERIE.
MRS. POSNER.
- WELL,
A DEAL IS A DEAL.
- SHE WON'T STOP BUGGING ME
THEN AFTER MY SHOW
SHE KEEPS CALLING ME
[record scratches]
- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON
IN HERE?
- OH, WE'RE HAVING FUN.
YOU SHOULD TRY IT.
- LET'S GET THE SHIRTS BACK ON,
HUH, GUYS?
- OH, SHUT UP.
THESE BOYS KNOW HOW
TO HAVE A GOOD TIME.
YOU COULD LEARN A LO FROM THEM.
AND THEY KNOW HOW
TO TREAT A REAL WOMAN.
AND THEY DON'T HAVE
TO FUCK EVERYTHING
THAT THEY SEE IN A SKIRT.
- GIRL, YOU TRIPPIN'.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- WHERE WERE YOU?
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
WHERE WAS I?
- WELL, THAT WAS A PRETTY LONG
PISS YOU TOOK THERE?
- YOU TIMING MY PISSES NOW?
- WELL, I KNOW I DOESN'T TAKE 20 MINUTES.
AND I KNOW THAT THAT SKANK
ISN'T BACK YET.
HUH, IT'S FUNNY HOW YOU'RE
BOTH GONE AT THE SAME TIME.
- SHE WAS ON THE PHONE
WITH HER BOYFRIEND.
I WAS JUST ABOU TO ROLL A BLUNT,
AND I WAS LOOKING FOR JAKE
'CAUSE I KNOW HE'D WANT IN.
- AND YOU COULDN'T FIND HIM?
- NO.
THIS PLACE IS HUGE.
I WAS YELLING AND EVERYTHING.
I WAS LIKE, "JAKE,
YO, JAKE.
LET'S SMOKE SOME WEED."
NOTHING.
PLUS, WHY WOULD I WAN TO BE ANYWHERE
BUT RIGHT HERE WITH YOU?
- YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE SO CUTE.
- PUSSY BROTHERS,
BEAT IT.
- THIS IS SO AWESOME.
- HE'S SO GONNA BANG HER,
RIGHT?
- DUDE,
THIS IS LIKE LIVE PORN,
AND I LOVE PORN.
- IF RIP CATCHES YOU,
HE'S GONNA FUCK YOU UP.
- THAT'S A CHANCE
I'M WILLING TO TAKE.
I'M NOT GONNA BE
THE ONLY GUY HERE
WHO DOESN'T BUST A NU TONIGHT, ALL RIGHT?
CAN YOU GIVE ME A MINUTE?
- HAMILTON?
- WHAT?
- [retches]
- FUCK!
IS THERE MORE?
OH, GROSS.
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
I'M GETTING INTO THIS.
[zipper unzips]
[sighs]
GREAT EQUALIZER.
[moaning]
I'M GETTING LAID, SON
- [laughs]
[smooth R&B music]
- THANK YOU.
[camera clicks and whirrs]
- OH.
HOO, THAT'S GONNA BE
A GOOD ONE.
- [breathing heavily]
BEST...
NIGHT...
EVER...
[gasping and choking]
- [grunting]
- GOD, JESS,
THAT IS SO HOT.
- WHAT THE FUCK
DID YOU JUST CALL ME?
- WHAT?
- YOU JUST CALLED ME JESS.
- NO, I--
smack!
OH!
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?
- THAT WAS FOR JESS.
- THAT'S SOME BULLSHIT!
- AND I'M TAKING...
- ARE YOU SERIOUS?
- AND THIS.
- COME ON!
WHERE YOU GOING?
WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?
WHERE YOU GONNA GO?
WHAT...
[doorbell chimes]
- [chuckles]
BACK FOR SECONDS?
[tense music cue]
OH.
SORRY, UM...
[clears throat]
UM, I'M A FRIEND OF JAKE'S.
[chortles]
YOU MUST BE HIS BOSS.
UM, HE'S NOT GONNA GE INTO TROUBLE, IS HE?
UM, WE WERE JUS ABOUT TO LEAVE, ACTUALLY.
UM, I'M SORRY.
UM, WE DIDN'T TAKE ANYTHING.
I SWEAR.
[baton clicks]
thud!
[cranking]
- YEAH.
HO!
- WHOA.
TOO MUCH COFFEE TODAY,
SIR?
- ALL THESE KIDS RUNNING
AROUND, I DON'T KNOW.
BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY.
WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?
- I HIT HER
A LITTLE TOO HARD.
- TREVOR.
DAMN IT.
DUDE, SHE'S DEAD.
WE CAN'T BE KILLING PEOPLE YET.
DAMN IT.
- I'M DOING THE BEST I CAN,
MAJOR.
- OKAY, LOOK, WE HAVE TO STAR HARVESTING IMMEDIATELY.
JUST GO...
I NEED MORE BODIES.
GET ME MORE BODIES.
- SO WE'RE GONNA BE
EXTRA CAREFUL, RIGHT?
- SAID THE GUY WHO CRACKED
THE GIRL'S SKULL OPEN.
KILLING IS A LAST RESORT,
TREVOR.
UNDERSTAND?
NOW, I NEED HELP.
THERE'S--THERE'S ONE
MORE OUT THERE.
I THINK HE'S STILL ALIVE.
BRING HIM IN HERE
AND THEN GET OUT THERE
AND CLEAN UP A BIT, ALL RIGHT?
WE GOT A LOT RIDING ON TONIGHT.
WE DON'T HAVE A LO OF OPTIONS,
SO GET GOING.
MOVE IT!
COME ON!
WHERE WAS I?
[romantic acoustic guitar music]
- IT'S SO QUIET HERE.
- YEAH.
- YOU ALWAYS LIKED
THE QUIET.
- NOT SO MUCH I LIKE THE QUIET.
I JUST DON'T REALLY LIKE NOISE.
- THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
[both chuckle]
SO YOU LIKE IT HERE?
- LOOK, I KNOW IT'S NOT MUCH
OF A CAREER,
BUT IT IS WHAT IT IS.
I MEAN, I'M OUT HERE
BY MYSELF.
NOBODY BUSTS MY BALLS.
NO FAXES.
NO EMAILS TO SEND OUT.
AND...
IT'S ALL PART OF MY PLAN.
- OH, YOU HAVE A PLAN NOW?
- I GOT A LITTLE PLAN.
- I'M INTRIGUED.
TELL ME THIS PLAN.
- I DON'T KNOW. I THINK YOU'LL
THINK IT'S PRETTY STUPID.
- OH, JUST TELL ME.
- MAYBE LATER.
RIGHT NOW,
WAIT HERE
AND KEEP YOUR EYES CLOSED.
- WHAT?
- HEY, NO PEEKING.
- UGH!
[door clanging]
OKAY, OPEN 'EM UP.
- NO WAY.
- WAY.
LET'S SUIT UP.
- YOUR JOB IS WAY BETTER
THAN MINE.
- [gasping]
- OKAY, LET'S SEE WHA WE GOT HERE.
- WHERE IS THIS?
- WE NEED A KNEECAP.
- AM I IN THE HOSPITAL?
- HERE WE GO.
- IS MY MOM HERE?
- HERE WE GO, PAL.
[cloth tearing]
- HEY.
THAT TICKLES.
- [chuckles]
OH, IT'S GONNA TICKLE
A LOT MORE.
- WHAT?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
NO.
[screaming]
- ALL RIGHTY.
AH, SHIT.
SHIT!
- WHA-WHAT?
- I OPENED
THE WRONG FRICKIN' KNEE.
EH, WE'RE OKAY.
I'LL FIX IT.
- NO! NO!
- [retching]
- HEY, BUDDY,
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
- FOOD POISONING.
I DIDN'T TAKE ANYTHING.
I SWEAR.
- RELAX. I'M NOT GONNA BUST YOU
OR NOTHING.
YOU'RE ONE OF JAKE'S PALS,
RIGHT?
- YEAH.
- WE WERE JUST HANGING.
- YEAH, I KNOW.
HAVING A FEW BEERS, HUH?
- YEAH, AND A LO OF EVERYTHING ELSE.
- YOU KNOW,
WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE,
I USED TO GET FOOD POISONING
EVERY WEEKEND.
- [chuckles]
- COME ON.
LET'S GET YOU SOME WATER.
- THANKS, MAN.
[blippy bass music]
- [exhales sharply]
[toy guns warbling]
- THIS PART OF YOUR PLAN?
[toy gun warbling]
- COME ON.
GET YOU A SEAT HERE.
- MAN, YOUR HEAD MUST BE
REALLY SPINNING RIGHT NOW.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
I'M GONNA GET YOU
A CUP OF JOE.
- THANKS.
[ominous music]
I GOT SOME ASPIRIN.
I GOT SOME ASPIRIN.
THAT'LL HELP WITH THE, UH...
HANGOVER HEADACHE.
- THANKS SO MUCH.
- HEY, FRIEND OF JAKES...
FRIEND OF MINE.
- AS LONG AS WE'RE FRIENDS,
YOU MIND IF I USE THAT PHONE?
I GOT TO CALL MY SISTER
TO FIGURE OUT HOW
I'M GETTING HOME.
- YEAH, SURE, SURE.
CALLBACK NUMBER'S ON THE PHONE.
[receiver clicks]
[buttons clacking]
- STRAIGHT TO VOICEMAIL.
WHAT THE FRIG, JESS?
HEY, JESS, IT'S ME.
I THINK WE'RE ALL ABOUT READY
TO BLAST OUT OF HERE,
SO, I DON'T KNOW,
CALL ME BACK.
COME GET ME
OR SOMETHING.
[glass shatters]
EVERYBODY, HELP!
THEY'RE GONNA KILL US!
CALL THE COPS!
CALL THE--
- HA!
thud!
FUCK.
DON'T SAY A FUCKING WORD.
SON OF A BITCH.
- VAL, COME ON!
VALERIE!
MRS. POSNER?
LET'S GO.
LET'S--
WE'LL GET SOME FOOD
OR SOMETHING.
WE'LL TALK.
[eerie music]
SHIT.
I'M SORRY.
[truck hood creaking]
- [grunts]
FUCK!
OH!
GROSS.
UGH.
[scoffs]
UGH.
[thudding]
RIP?
DON'T EVEN TRY
AND TALK.
I AM SO DONE WITH YOU.
I WANT YOU TO TAKE ME HOME
AND LOSE MY NUMBER.
YOU GOT THAT?
[ominous music]
[scoffs]
[gasps]
[screams]
[thudding]
- YOU KNOW WHAT?
FUCK ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!
I'M GOING TO IHOP!
[engine grinding]
WHAT THE FUCK?
[engine grinding]
GOT TO BE FUCKING WITH ME!
WHICH ONE OF YOU MOTHERFUCKERS
DID THIS?
- SO I GOT TO DO A COUPLE MORE
THINGS WITH THE ENGINE,
AND THEN SHE'S READY
TO ROCK.
- THEN WHAT?
- I'M GONNA GET HER IN THE WATER
AND GO.
- GO WHERE?
- HAVEN'T REALLY THOUGH ABOUT THAT PART YET?
I'M THINKING, LIKE,
TAKE A WEEK OFF,
MAYBE A MONTH,
JUST CRUISE.
MAYBE A WHOLE SUMMER.
I MEAN, I DON'T KNOW.
I TOLD YOU YOU'D THINK
IT WAS STUPID.
- I DON'T THINK IT'S STUPID.
I THINK IT'S KIND OF GREAT.
LIKE AN ADVENTURE.
- JAKE!
- WHAT'S THE MATTER?
- NOTHING.
ACTUALLY, YOU SEE
THAT FENCE OVER THERE?
- YEAH.
- SEE THAT RED FLASHING LIGHT?
- [gasps]
WHAT IS IT, A CAMERA?
- NO, IT'S, UH,
THE ELECTRIC FENCE.
IT MEANS IT'S ARMED.
LIKE, IF YOU WERE
TO TOUCH IT RIGHT NOW,
YOU'D GET FUCKED.
- BUT...
- THEY ONLY ARM THE FENCE
WHEN NOBODY'S HERE,
AND IT WASN'T ON
WHEN I GOT HERE,
SO SOMETHING WEIRD HAPPENED.
PROBABLY WHEN
THE POWER WENT OUT.
- BUT WHEN THE POWER GOES OUT,
I--
- THINGS DON'T USUALLY
GET TURNED BACK ON.
I'M WITH YOU.
- SOMETHING'S WRONG, JAKE.
NOTICE HOW QUIET IT IS?
- WELL, YEAH,
YOU KNOW,
UH, KIND OF PAR OF THE WHOLE PLAN.
WE GOT BOAT.
WE GO THE STARS.
- JAKE, YOU SHOULD GO CHECK THE
CIRCUIT BREAKER OR SOMETHING.
- SARA-MARIE...
- IF YOU GO CHECK IT OUT,
I'LL LET YOU FUCK ME AGAIN.
- ALL RIGHT,
LET'S GET ON THAT BREAKER.
- RICHIE!
HAMILTON!
WHAT THE FUCK?
THIS IS REAL FUNNY,
I BET, HUH?
- THIS IS TOTALLY FUCKED.
- WHAT?
- I DON'T--
THIS WOULD BE--
zap!
- [screams]
JAKE, TALK TO ME.
- DON'T TOUCH THAT.
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?
I DON'T KNOW WHO
AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.
IT'S, LIKE, RIGGED
SO WE CAN'T GET OUT.
- WE SHOULD CALL THE COPS.
ALL THOSE MISSING PEOPLE
ON THE NEWS.
- IT COULD BE A MALFUNCTION
OR SOMETHING.
I DON'T KNOW.
WE CAN'T CALL THE COPS.
WE'RE ALL FUCKED UP.
THERE'S WEED EVERYWHERE.
LIKE, THE...
LET'S JUST ROUND
EVERYBODY UP, OKAY?
- I'M GONNA KILL YOU WHEN
I FIND YOU, YOU LITTLE PRICKS!
[ominous string music]
- WE CAN'T KILL JAKE, WALT.
THINGS HAVE GONE
WAY TOO FAR.
- HEY, IT HASN' GONE FAR ENOUGH.
- WHAT?
MAJOR--
- TREVOR,
WHEN THE FUCK
ARE YOU GONNA REALIZE
WE GOT A SHITLOAD OF MONEY
RIDING ON THIS, MAN?
I HATE EYES.
MM.
LOOK, MAN, YOU DO
WHAT YOU GOT TO DO.
WE'RE STILL SHORT.
SERGEANT,
I NEED MORE BODY PARTS.
MAKE IT HAPPEN.
PRONTO.
- YES, SIR.
[machine beeping]
- OOH.
NICE.
GOD, I'M GOOD.
[golf club clattering]
- [grunts]
OH, SHIT.
WHAT THE FUCK?
[electrical zapping]
- WHOA!
- YO, WE GO TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
SOMEBODY'S KILLING EVERYBODY.
- KILLING EVERYBODY?
WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
- OH, MY GOD.
- WE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE.
- WE CAN'T.
THE FENCE IS LIVE.
WHERE'S YOUR TRUCK?
- TRUCK'S FUCKED.
SOMEBODY CUT THE WIRES.
- WHERE DID ALL
THAT BLOOD COME FROM?
- I SLIPPED IN IT.
IT'S PART OF A FUCKING TRAIL.
SOMEBODY GOT DRAGGED
THROUGH THERE.
- ALL RIGHT, SARA-MARIE,
CALL THE POLICE.
- WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING?
THE FUCK?
IT'S NOT WORKING.
I HAD FULL SERVICE
WHEN WE GOT HERE.
- I GOT NOTHING.
- NOW WHAT DO WE DO?
- THAT'S A REALLY GOOD QUESTION.
[door squeaking]
MY FIRST DAY ON THE JOB,
I WAS DOING A LITTLE EXPLORING.
THIS SHIT WAS PRETTY COOL.
- THAT'S WHA I'M TALKING ABOUT.
- HOLD UP.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
- WHO CARES?
YOU GOT THE CROSSBOW.
SHOOT IT.
[bowstring snaps]
- [screams]
- NOBODY MOVES.
NOBODY GETS HURT.
- WHAT THE FUCK?
TREVOR?
- OH, THERE GOES JAKE
THE HERO,
MAKING PLANS NOW.
HE'S ALL GROWN UP.
- [grunts]
[clanking]
- AH! GOD! GAH!
- HOLY SHIT.
THAT ACTUALLY WORKED.
- AH!
AH!
HA! AH!
AH!
FUCKING KIDS!
FUCKING KIDS!
YOU HAVE NO IDEA!
YOU HAVE NO IDEA!
YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA!
AH!
[clanging]
- HELLO, BABY.
GOOD GIRL.
YOU TRIED TO TRAP US.
WHAT'S THAT ABOUT?
LET'S TAKE A WALK.
- SARA-MARIE!
- YOU CRAZY? HE'S GO A FUCKING GUN!
HANG ON!
LET'S JUST FIGURE THIS OU FOR A SECOND.
WE GO RUNNING AFTER HER;
WE'RE ALL GONNA GET SHOT.
- WE KNOW WHERE THEY'RE GOING.
LET'S JUST CUT 'EM OFF
AND GO AROUND.
- SEE? THAT'S WHAT THE FUCK
I'M TALKING ABOUT.
RUNNING OUT AND GETTING
ALL TYPES OF SHOT-UP--
THAT'S THE SHI THAT I CAN'T FUCK WITH.
NOW WE GOT A PLAN.
[grunting]
- OUT OF MY LIGHT.
YOU LOOK SO HEALTHY,
YOU KNOW THAT?
[giggles]
clang!
- OH!
- DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE.
- COME ON, JAKE!
AW, COME ON, JAKE.
WE JUST WANT YOU
TO GO HOME.
WE DON'T NEED ANY PROBLEMS,
OKAY?
[flare gun clicking]
WE LOVE YOU, BRO.
DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'RE GETTING
SO NERVOUS.
- [exhales sharply]
- HOW LONG HAVE I KNOWN YOU?
SINCE YOU WERE A KID, RIGHT?
[flare gun clicks]
[flare whooshes]
- FUCK.
smack!
[grunting]
- CAN'T YOU JUST LISTEN?
AH!
[thudding]
[groaning]
I'M SORRY, JAKE.
- [panting]
[machines hissing and beeping]
[ominous music]
- THIS IS A DREAM.
GOT TO BE.
- [clears throat]
[dramatic music]
TREVOR.
DISARM THE MAIN GATE.
THEY'LL BE HERE ANY MINUTE.
[sighs heavily]
[clears throat]
HELLO, BABYCAKES.
OBJECTIVE COMPLETE,
MY BROTHER?
HO!
YOU PUT THAT FLARE GUN DOWN,
OR I SLIT HER THROAT WITH THIS
VERY SHARP SWITCHBLADE.
- WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS,
WALT?
- THE TRUE GREATEST REASONS
ANY MAN DOES ANYTHING.
FOR GOD AND COUNTRY.
[machine beeps]
PUT IT DOWN.
- [grunts]
[grunts]
- IT'S OVER, OLD BUDDY.
YOU KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF.
DEATH BEFORE SURRENDER.
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING,
TREVOR?
- IT'S TIME TO PULL OUT,
WALT.
TOO MANY CASUALTIES.
TOO MANY INNOCENT LIVES
HAVE BEEN LOST.
INNOCENT LIVES ARE LOST,
BUT THAT'S THE COST OF FREEDOM.
- YOU THINK FREEDOM
IS THE RESULT OF WAR?
YOU THINK PEACE
IS THE RESULT OF WAR?
MURDER IS THE RESULT OF WAR!
- WRONG, TREVOR.
MURDERS IS THE RESUL OF FUCKING WITH ME.
HUH!
[grunting wildly]
YOU ARE RELIEVED
OF YOUR DUTY, SERGEANT.
YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THAT.
YOU'RE REALLY NOT THINKING
THIS THROUGH, KID.
YOU GOT AN AWFUL LO OF BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS HERE.
BUNCH OF KIDS.
DRUGS, ALCOHOL.
THESE PARTIES GET OU OF HAND SOMETIMES, HUH?
- IT'S OVER, WALTER.
I'M TAKING HER,
AND WE'RE GETTING
THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.
- IS THAT A FACT?
[chuckles]
I KNOW YOU DON'T HAVE
THE BALLS TO PULL THAT TRIGGER.
SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
GONNA CALL THE COPS?
AND WHO THE FUCK
ARE THEY GONNA BELIEVE?
A DECORATED WAR VETERAN
OR SOME BUST-OUT WHO LIVES
IN A PARKING LOT?
OH, BY THE WAY, JAKE,
YOUR FINGERPRINTS
ARE ALL OVER THE VICTIMS,
ALL OVER THE WEAPONS.
AND THESE ARE ALL YOUR FRIENDS,
GOOD BUDDY.
WHY THE FUCK
ARE YOU STILL ALIVE, HUH?
IT DOES NOT LOOK GOOD
FOR YOU, JAKE.
- FUCK YOU, WALTER.
- BEFORE I BLOW HER BRAINS OUT,
I'M GONNA MAKE YOU ONE OFFER
ONE TIME.
YOU SEE THIS PHONE?
THERE'S AN AWFUL LOT OF MONEY
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS.
IT RINGS;
YOU ANSWER;
YOU GET TO KEEP THE MONEY.
NOT BAD, HUH?
[echoing] HEADS UP...
[Trevor groaning]
- [moaning]
[grunts]
JAKE, JAKE...
HE WAS A GOOD MAN...
ONCE.
HE GAVE ME A KIDNEY
IN WADE CITY.
[giggles]
HE OPERATED ON HIS OWN SELF.
HE--HE DID.
I JUST SAVED HIS LIFE,
AND HE SAVED MINE.
HE BELIEVED IN REDUNDANCY,
WALT DID.
HE SAID THAT'S WHY
WE HAVE TWO KIDNEYS.
IN CASE SOMETHING HAPPENED
TO ONE,
WE HAD...
A SPARE.
YOU COULD EVEN GIVE ONE...
[groans]
AWAY!
GODDAMN!
IT'S REDUNDANCY.
[chuckles]
[choking]
YOU WIN, JAKE...
[gasps]
[snorts]
[lively dance music ringtone]
[heavy rock music]
- MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB
NOW I AM INCLINED
TO LET MY BONES GRIND...
FEELING LIKE
THEY'LL NEVER UNWIND...
TOO SOON
I'M OUT THE DOOR
LOOKING FOR MORE
HOW I STAR IN MY MIND,
ASKING ANYONE
EVERYONE
HOW THE FUCK DO YOU GET BY
JUST SLIDE
WON'T YOU SLIDE
FEEL WHAT IT FEELS
TO BE USED
FEEL WHAT I FEEL
TO BE USED
- THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?
- ROUGH NIGHT.
- WHERE'S THE MAJOR?
- THE MAJOR...
HE GOT FIRED.
- REALLY?
- YEAH, WE'RE KIND OF...
UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT.
ME AND MY GUYS.
AND WE GOT THE BEST DEALS
IN TOWN.
SAY HI TO THE GUYS.
WHAT?
THOUGHT THOSE CAMERAS
WERE THERE FOR DECORATION?
YOU KNOW, UH...
MIGHT WANT TO PU THOSE GUNS DOWN.
THE GUYS,
THEY DON'T LIKE GUNS.
THEY SEE GUNS...
THEY TAKE OUT THEIR OWN GUNS.
JUST NEVER ENDS RIGHT.
THINK, UH...
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR THIS?
- BEST RATES IN TOWN, HUH?
YOU SEEM LIKE A GOOD BOY.
HARD WORKER.
YOU CALL ME.
LET'S MOVE.
- FEEL WHAT I FEEL
TO BE USED
FEEL WHAT IT FEELS
TO BE USED
FEEL WHAT I FEEL
TO BE USED
[gun clicks]
[gunshots]
- [gasping]
[man grunting]
[gunshot]
[car door chiming]
[engine turns over]
[dramatic instrumental music]
- AUTHORITIES ARE STILL BAFFLED
BY THE CARNAGE DISCOVERED HERE
AT THE SELF STORAGE FACILITY
ON POST ROAD.
NAMES OF THE VICTIMS
HAVE YET TO BE RELEASED,
YET THE BODIES
OF THREE NOTORIOUS EX-CONS,
A DECORATED WAR VETERAN,
AND FOUR LOCAL COLLEGE STUDENTS
WERE FOUND SLAIN.
ALONG WITH THE BODIES,
POLICE UNCOVERED
A MAKESHIFT SURGICAL SUITE,
COMPLETE WITH
LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEMS,
REFRIGERATION UNITS,
AND EVEN AN OPERATING TABLE.
INVESTIGATORS BELIEVE
THIS CHILLING CASE
TO BE PART OF
THE BLACK MARKET ORGAN TRADE,
RIGHT HERE IN OUR OWN BACKYARD.
MORE ON THIS BIZARRE CASE
TONIGHT AT 11:00.
FROM WOODHAVEN,
I'M PAMELA WILLIAMS.
[upbeat guitar music]
[seagulls squawking]
- YEAH, I'D LIKE TO TRANSFER
SOME FUNDS.
ACCOUNT NUMBER 77654.
TRANSFER NUMBER 8543.
PASSWORD:
REDUNDANCY.
- HERE'S YOUR DRINK.
- BUT I'M FEELING LIKE
LIKE EACH PLAN TENDS
TO WORK OUT AS I WANT
AND I CHANGED MY MIND
A MILLION TIMES ETERNAL
HEY, HEY, HEY,
NOW
I THINK YOU REALLY KNOW
OOH, AND SO
WHICH WAY TO GO
'CAUSE THEY GO ANYWHERE
I DON'T THINK I'M SCARED
I WANT TO BE YOUR BABY
'CAUSE THEY GO
LEFT AND RIGHT
BUT, NO, I DON'T FIGH 'CAUSE I'M JUST INHALING
YEAH, 'CAUSE THEY GO
SIDE BY SIDE
AND I DON'T DECIDE
BECAUSE I'M THE ONE FAILING
I'M FEELING
A STRANGE WAY
BUT I'M FEELING LIKE
LIKE EACH RUNAWAY
RUNS INTO ANOTHER
EACH PATH I CHOOSE
IS REALLY JUST HIS BROTHER
HEY, HEY, HEY, NOW
I THINK YOU REALLY KNOW
OH, OH, OH,
AND SO
WE HAVE PLENTY TO GO
'CAUSE THEY GO
HAND IN HAND
I DON'T TAKE NO STAND
I WATCH THE UNVEILING
'CAUSE THEY GO
LEFT AND RIGHT
BUT, NO, I DON'T FIGH 'CAUSE I'M JUST INHALING
YEAH, 'CAUSE THEY GO
SIDE BY SIDE
AND I DON'T DECIDE
BECAUSE I'M THE ONE FAILING
AND ALL THAT STUFF
I DO ALONE
YEAH, I CHEWED IT UP
AND I SPIT IT OUT
I JUST TAKE IT EASY
AT LEAST I TRY
BUT THEY'RE SIDE BY SIDE
WHOA, SIDE BY SIDE,
HEY
'CAUSE THEY GO
SIDE BY SIDE
AND I DON'T DECIDE
'CAUSE I'M THE ONE FAILING
YEAH, YEAH, HEY
WHOA, WHOA
AND I DON'T DECIDE
'CAUSE I'M THE ONE FAILING
YEAH, HEY, HEY
WHOA, WHOA
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA
HEY, HEY
[music slows]
[pensive rhythmic music]