Sharper (2023) Movie Script

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["Ruler Of My Heart" playing]
[shopkeeper bell jingles]
- Morning.
- Morning.
[exhales sharply]
[clicking tongue]
- Looking for something?
- [person blows raspberries] Yeah.
A hardcover of Their
Eyes Were Watching God.
Hardcover? Yeah.
I think we have one.
[sighs]
- Thanks.
- [chuckles]
You know, uh, I actually haven't
read much Hurston. [stammers]
Yeah, she's great.
Um, it's actually a
gift for my professor.
Oh, okay. You're a student.
Mm-hmm. Getting my PhD.
- Oh. Wow. [chuckles]
- [laughs]
- Columbia? NYU?
- NYU.
Nice. What's your, um... [smacks
lips] What's your thesis topic?
- [music plays on radio]
- "Redefining Radicalism:
The Rise of Black Feminism
in American Literature."
Oh, wow. [chuckling]
- [laughing] -
That's a mouthful.
- How's that going?
- Slowly. Very slowly.
Oh, yeah?
- [radio host] Irma Thomas...
- Well, I'm impressed.
"Ruler of my Heart" on WNYC.
[shopkeeper] Um,
that'll be 15 even.
- New York public radio.
- Thank you.
- I'm John Schaefer...
- [cash register beeping]
and if the soul queen of New
Orleans couldn't lighten the mood,
maybe Duke Ellington will.
Here's his classic version
of "In a Sentimental Mood,"
featuring John Coltrane.
Um, there's actually this little
Japanese restaurant on Mott Street.
Uh...
If you're not doing anything
later, dinner's on me.
[laughs] Sorry.
[laughs] Um...
No. That's... [stammers]
- You probably have a boyfriend.
- No, I don't. I'm... [stutters] ...I'm single.
I'm-I'm single, and I
kinda like being single.
Oh, yeah. No,
I-I-I totally get that.
[chuckles]
- [beeping] - Uh, your
card's not going through.
I must've maxed it out again.
- Let me see if I have enough cash.
- [chuckles] It's fine. It's fine.
You know what? Actually
just, um, take the book.
No, I couldn't.
- What if someone else came in looking...
- They can order it online. [chuckles]
Or whatever. I-It's fine. You
can come back and pay for it later.
- Thank you. I...
[chuckles] - Yeah.
- I promise I'll be back with the money.
- Yeah.
[inhales sharply] Thank you.
- Bye.
- See ya.
[shopkeeper bell jingles]
You probably have a boyfriend.
[sniffs] Idiot. "Probably
have a boyfriend."
- Hi. Remember me?
- Hey.
Yeah. [chuckles]
Uh, got your money.
Oh, you didn't have
to do that today.
I didn't wanna
leave you hanging.
- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm. [inhales deeply]
- [shopkeeper] Uh...
- Just keep the change.
- Okay. Thanks.
- [chuckles]
Okay. Uh, well. See ya.
- All right. Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Have a good one.
- You too.
- Hey. [chuckles]
- Hello. [chuckles]
So, remember this morning
when you asked me out to dinner?
- Oh, yeah. I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...
- Oh! No, no, no.
I... I actually
wanted to say yes.
[chuckles] I was standing there
thinking how nice it would
be if this guy asked me out,
and right as I thought
it, you did. And I...
I don't know. I panicked.
You panicked?
I panicked. [chuckles]
I'm Sandra.
Tom.
Nice to meet you, Tom.
Nice to meet you.
- So, Mott Street?
- Yeah. If that... Yeah.
- Okay. Yeah. Okay.
- This way.
Uh...
- You... After you. Yeah.
- All right. [chuckles]
- [laughs]
- I... I have my bag.
No, I do too. It's getting kind
of cold. [speaks indistinctly]
- That...
- Sorry... [indistinct]
- Backpack buddies.
- Buddies. [laughs]
[Tom] Yeah, and, like, what
have I gotten myself into?
You know? Like, a
short story is one thing.
- A novel, that's, like, 300 pages and...
- I know. And sometimes more.
Exactly. And, you know, here they
are offering me real money, you know?
I have to deliver something.
- So, what'd you do?
- I-I had a year-long panic attack, and I...
- [chuckles] - I wrote
this book that was terrible.
Come on. [laughs] I'm
sure it wasn't that bad.
No, no, it was bad. It was... It
was awful. They wouldn't publish it.
Ouch.
- Yeah.
- Sorry.
No, it's fine. I... You know, at
least I got to keep the advance.
Do you still write?
No. Not really.
You know, all-all this happened
around the time that my mom died, and...
I don't know, I-I...
Things got dark for me,
and I kinda just gave up.
My parents died
when I was a kid.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Must've been tough.
Anyway, um, yeah.
I started managing
the bookstore.
That kinda pulled me out of
my depression, or whatever.
And... [inhales deeply] yeah,
it takes up most of my time.
Must be nice being
surrounded by books all day.
- It's the best.
- [laughs]
After my parents passed,
my brother and I hopped from
one foster family to the next.
One point, we were
staying with this couple
that had this great
collection of novels.
And one night, I started reading Jane
Eyre, and-and here was this character
that was, sort of, going through
everything I was going through.
And I didn't want it to end.
I finished it, went back to page one
and started reading it all over again.
Just loved books ever since.
Jane Eyre, huh?
Jane Eyre.
Can I show you something?
[shopkeeper bell jingles]
[Sandra giggles]
Oh. [chuckles]
Oh, my God.
- Is this a first edition?
- [Tom] Mm-hmm.
Is this real?
This is real.
How can I be sure?
["I Won't Let You Down" playing]
[laughs]
I mean, some of these
professors are so obnoxious.
Actually used the phrase "the
vaginization of German literature."
- The what?
- I mean, I'm pretty sure
- "vaginization" isn't even a real word.
- [laughs]
[Tom] Where'd you
learn how to cook?
[Sandra] I spent my
junior year in Florence.
[Tom, in Italian] Do
you speak Italian?
[Sandra] I used
to speak it well,
- now it's a bit rusty, unfortunately.
- [Tom, in English] Hello!
- [Sandra] Hello!
- [Tom, in Italian] Did you like Italy?
[laughs]
[Sandra] I have great memories.
[Tom, in English]
This is amazing!
[Sandra, in Italian] But, I had
this boyfriend who was a real jerk.
- [bites]
- [laughs]
And what about you? Where
did you learn to speak Italian?
My mom was from Italy.
- And I watch a lot of Fellini movies.
- [Sandra] Oh, I love Fellini.
[laughs]
Have you ever had
your heart broken?
[Tom] Uh... [chuckles]
yeah, once or twice.
I really like you.
Okay.
I really like you too.
Okay.
- [person] Just hear me out.
- [Sandra] No, just... No, I can't.
- [person] I need your help.
- I'm not doing this.
- What do you mean you're not doing this?
- [Sandra] I can't.
[person] It's me and you. It's
me and you against the world,
- do you remember that?
- Can you please just go?
- It's me and you against the world.
- Jason, I need you to stop.
Please, I need you. Don't walk out on
me. You are the last thing that I have
- on this earth. You are the last person...
- Jason!
- [Jason yelps, bangs on door] Sandra!
- Jason, please don't.
[Jason banging on door] Sandra!
- Just go. Just go.
- Please.
[Jason] Please open the door.
Sandra, Sandra, open the door.
Fuck! Fuck!
Fucking bitch.
[Jason descending stairs]
- [Tom] Are you okay?
- [inhales sharply, breathing shakily]
Who was that?
It's my brother. He needs money.
[breathing shakily]
Jason wasn't so lucky.
Some of the homes
he was put in were...
a nightmare.
It's not your fault.
[sighs]
I know, but he's
the only family I got.
[inhales sharply] "All
happy families are alike."
- [sighs] And all that.
- [chuckles]
No matter how many times he
screws me over, I can't not help him.
He's my brother. I love him.
[people] Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, dear Tom
Happy birthday to you
- Yay. Okay, you gotta blow. Blow here.
- [guests laughing]
- [applause] - [guest 1] You
gotta blow harder. Come on.
[guest 2] Harder. Come on.
Yes! Yes! Yes!
We got it. We got it.
[guest 3] So, how long
have you known Tom?
Just a few weeks.
- Seems like so much longer.
- Yeah, I know. It's been kind of intense.
She's like a sexy librarian
or something. [chuckles]
- She's... She's literally your dream girl.
- I know. She's just incredible.
- Where did you go to undergrad?
- Uh, Vassar.
Oh, my God. [laughs] So did I.
You know, I thought you looked
familiar. When did you graduate?
Class of '14.
Class of '16.
Did you hang out
at the Mug a lot?
Uh, honestly, I spent most of
my time at the library. [laughs]
But don't tell Tom. I'm trying to
maintain the illusion I'm not a total nerd.
[friend] Glad to see
that you're doing okay.
You were in a bad
place there, so...
I was just a little depressed.
Uh...
Okay. It got bad but,
you know, it's like,
who hasn't been borderline
suicidal at some point in their life?
It's not funny. Not supposed
to joke about that stuff.
- Come on. Come on.
- [laughs] Okay, you're right.
But, um... [smacks
lips] ...I'm good now.
You know, like,
I'm great, actually.
It was pretty great. Um, yeah,
we actually met in the bookstore.
[laughs]
Hi.
How come we always
come back to my place?
What do you mean?
I wanna see where
you live. [chuckles]
It's, uh... It's kind of
uncomfortable there.
Well, my place isn't exactly
the Four Seasons. [chuckles]
No, it's not that. It's, um,
I live with my dad and
his new wife, and, uh...
My dad and I don't
really get along.
Um...
he thinks I'm a disappointment.
"All happy families are alike."
And all that, right?
Anyways, uh, he's
really sick, so...
Sorry he's sick.
It's okay.
But you're not a disappointment.
[chuckles]
[door buzzing]
[knocks on door]
Sandra?
Hey.
Are you okay?
You're not, um... You're
not returning my texts.
I'm sorry.
My brother's in trouble.
He owes them money,
so they cracked three of
his ribs, broke his cheekbone.
Said if he didn't pay up, they'd
come back and finish the job.
How much does he owe them?
Paying them back
is not an option.
- So, what is an option?
- I give him money, and he runs.
Okay. So, say he runs,
and they can't find him.
Who do you think they're
gonna come looking for to collect?
Me? No, they don't
even know I exist.
- Are you sure?
- [sighs] I'm not sure of anything.
- You have to pay them off.
- I told you that's not possible.
- How much do they want?
- $350,000.
And they want it in four days,
so short of robbing a bank,
that's just not gonna happen.
I can give you the money.
- What?
- It's in the bank.
I can just go make a withdrawal.
You wouldn't have to...
[inhales sharply] ...rob it.
I-I don't understand.
[stammers] You live at home.
- You... You work in a bookstore.
- No, I own a bookstore.
How do you think I manage to keep it
open? All that place does is lose money.
You're saying you have that
money just sitting in a bank?
Yeah. More. Yeah.
My father has money.
Why is this the first time
I'm hearing about this?
Why does that matter?
Maybe I didn't want you to know.
Well, honestly,
it's kinda fucked up
- that you didn't say anything.
- Are you kidding me?
- I'm telling you that I can help you.
- I can't take your money.
- Why not?
- Because it's $350,000. That's why.
I appreciate the
offer. I really do.
But let's face it, we're
practically strangers.
First of all, it's not my
money, it's my father's money.
And it's not like he earned
it in some noble way.
He has a hedge fund. [chuckles]
And second of all, fuck you
for saying we're strangers.
You are the best thing
that's ever happened to me.
[Sandra] I'm going to pay you
back, no matter how long it takes.
[Tom] That's okay. I wish you'd
let me come with you though.
[Sandra] I told you I don't want
you anywhere near these people.
- It's all there.
- Got it.
I'll be fine. What are
you doing tonight?
[chuckles]
I'm... I was hoping to hang out
with this pretty girl that I know.
[chuckles] Well, there's this great
little Japanese restaurant on Mott Street.
If you're not doing
anything, dinner's on me.
Hey.
[Tom] I love you.
I'm so sorry about all this.
[inhales deeply] All right.
[breathes deeply]
[pants]
Sandra? [breathing heavily]
Sandra, are you okay?
Sandra! Sandra!
Sandra!
Sandra!
["Just A Lonely
Christmas" playing]
Shit. [breathing shakily]
How's Christmas Day?
It's not that bad. [indistinct]
Hey, you Larusso?
[Larusso] Over here.
- You're pretty late, Sandy.
- I'm sorry.
There's no cabs. It's
fucking Christmas Eve.
Where's Carl?
Mr. Knutson's wife is sick.
I'll be taking over for him.
Carl usually...
Mr. Knutson usually
has us meet in his office.
Yeah, I thought we'd meet somewhere
a little less formal given the holiday.
But if you'd rather go to
my office, we can do that.
No, it's fine.
Great. Have a seat.
- So, where were you tonight?
- Nowhere.
[scoffs] Just with a
friend. Girl I work with.
- A girl you work with at Starbucks?
- Yeah.
Caroline. I can give you
her number if you want.
That won't be necessary.
- Did you do any drugs tonight, Sandy?
- No.
Did you engage in any behavior
that would violate your parole?
Nope. No.
How is that job? You doing good?
Yeah. It's fine.
Yeah. Starbucks is great.
There's lots of opportunity there.
[chuckles] Yeah, I love it.
Yeah.
The thing is, Sandy,
I went to your job and they told me
you haven't been there in a month.
Uh, yeah. I ca... I
can explain. Um...
- I got into a fight with the manager...
- Yeah.
'cause he's a real... He's
a real fucking perv, okay?
And I've been looking
for another job, so...
Having a job is a part of
your parole agreement.
- Do you understand?
- Uh-huh, yeah.
So, you getting
fired is strike one.
So, let me ask you a question.
If I give you a drug test
right now, how would that go?
- Negative.
- Negative? Are you sure?
Because if I gotta go to my car
and take the trouble to get a test,
and it comes back positive, I'm
gonna be very goddamn upset.
So, tell me how would that go?
- I smoked some weed the other night.
- That is strike two.
I can bring you in right now.
Your list of priors,
- you aren't going anywhere anytime soon.
- I know, I know, I know.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- [Larusso] You're sorry?
Give me one reason
not to bring you in.
[Sandra inhales sharply]
I'll give you money.
And that is attempted
bribery. Strike three.
Congratulations, Sandy, that's
the whole fucking ball game.
- So stand up and turn around now.
- I... Okay. No, no. Come on.
- Look, I can give you a lot of money.
- What is a lot of money?
Whatever you wanted.
Look, I know where to get it,
and you know I ain't
lying to you, Miss Larusso,
- because you're my parole officer and...
- What are you doing?
[chiming]
[laughs] What do you mean?
Nothing. What the fuck?
- Are you recording me?
- No! No, stop. Look...
Are you trying to entrap me?
- No, it ain't like that.
- What the fuck are you thinking?
- No, no, no. Look...
- Do you think I'm an asshole?
I do. I think you're an asshole.
Sir, I'm a parole officer and
this young lady is my parolee...
- Yeah.
- And none of this is your concern.
You're shaking her down.
I've watched you do
it to parolees all night.
What do you want?
How about I pay
you to walk away?
How much?
How much do I have?
[inhales deeply]
Um...
[inhales deeply] Let's see.
Um, that's twen...
45, 46, 47.
That's ten, 20, 40, 60, 80, 100.
Oh, shit.
Two hundred. Three hundred, 400.
- That's $447.
- Mmm.
You're looking at this?
Okay.
- That's a Rolex Submariner.
- Yeah, I know what a Rolex is.
You must be drunk.
[laughing] Yeah, maybe I am.
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
Have a good night.
[door opens]
Don't you fucking move.
Wait up.
Let's talk.
I've got a wife and I got two
kids, and I'm just trying to provide.
And this one has it coming
because she is a fuckup.
- Eat shit.
- Keep it up, Sandy. Keep it up.
How much is this gonna cost?
- Five grand.
- Good night.
No, no, no. No, no, no.
I just saw your car and
you are walking around here,
sporting an $8,500 watch, that
you were just gonna give me.
[patron] I only have $447.
- [Larusso] I'll take the watch.
- That's 8,500. Like you said.
Hmm. Eighty-five
hundred, new? Correct?
What is it used? Maybe seven?
[patron] Maybe.
[Larusso] So, give me the
watch and I'll give you the change.
[inhales deeply, sighs]
[Larusso] Thanks.
[sighs] Happy
holidays, motherfucker.
[door closes]
- [train chugging]
- [car alarm beeps]
It wasn't real?
Get in.
I gotta give you your cut.
- My cut?
- Your money.
Thousand dollars.
Got a knife on me.
[patron] Great.
Come on, it's freezing out.
[door opens]
[sighs] Have a seat.
You can take your jacket off.
Don't try any shit.
- [patron] Now take off your shoes.
- Fuck you.
I need to trust you.
I'm not a junkie.
Roll up your sleeves.
[scoffs]
You can sleep there.
Or you can leave.
And what happens if I stay?
You work for me.
[door closes]
- [door opens] -
[breathing shakily]
[siren wailing in distance]
- [patron] Morning.
- [footsteps approaching]
What's your favorite movie?
What's my favorite movie?
- Yeah, what's your favorite movie?
- [chuckles]
Titanic.
[patron chuckles]
That's a classic.
- You like that movie?
- Of course.
[chuckles] DiCaprio
was so young in it.
Honestly, he's
never been better.
I liked him in The Departed.
He's okay, but Titanic, that's
the movie that made him.
And Kate Winslet
was so beautiful.
And the end. I'll still
never get over that. [sighs]
[grunts]
Can't believe you like Titanic.
I don't. I've never seen it.
- You've never seen Titanic?
- No.
I don't watch movies.
They're a waste of time.
But I gave you the impression that I did,
and that's what we're gonna do with you.
We're gonna give people the impression
that you're somebody that you're not.
And when I'm done with you,
it's gonna be 100% convincing.
We're gonna teach you
a little about everything.
So that you can
lie about anything.
Read those cover to cover.
You fucking kidding me?
What did you do with that
$1,000 that I gave you?
In my jacket. Why?
From now on, each time
you curse, I get a hundred.
Fuck that! That's my money.
Now I get 200.
You still got 800 left.
Read those.
What's your name?
It's Max.
Merry Christmas, Max.
Merry Christmas, Sandra.
Sandy.
Everybody calls me Sandy.
Not anymore.
[door closes]
[sighs deeply]
[helicopter whirring]
[siren wailing]
[banging on door] Max!
Let me in. I promise I
won't do it anymore. Please!
[breathing shakily]
[bangs on door]
Max!
Please, please, please! [sobs]
[breathing shakily]
- [door opens]
- [gasps]
[sighs]
[breathing shakily]
I need you clean.
You understand?
I gotta trust you.
[grunts, pants]
[sniffs, sobs]
[Max] Anna Karenina.
[Sandra] "All happy
families are alike,
but each unhappy family
is unhappy in its own..."
"But each unhappy family
is unhappy in its own way."
- I was gonna say that.
- The Great Gatsby.
"Don't ever tell
anyone anything,
or you'll miss them
forever." Catcher in the Rye.
"In my younger and
more vulnerable years
my father gave me some
advice that I have been..."
- [Max] Where'd you go to school?
- [Sandra] Vassar College.
What's your thesis about?
"Redefining Radicalism: The Rise of...
Black Feminism in American Literature."
What's your favorite book?
Their Eyes Were Watching
God, Zora Neale Hurston.
When'd you graduate?
Class of '16.
- "It was the best of times..."
- "It was the worst of times."
- "Call me..."
- "Ishmael."
- [Max] Where'd you study?
- [Sandra] Vassar College.
- [Max] From when to when?
- 2012 to 2016.
I lived in a dorm, Jewett, for two
years, then moved off campus.
Didn't have much of a social
life. Spent all my time in the library.
- [Sandra] Am I the first?
- [Max] First what?
[Sandra] First girl
you've done this with?
[Max] Yes.
Why did you pick me?
- I saw something in you.
- [Sandra] My brother's coming into town.
Every time I see him though,
he always asks for money.
- Do you give him money?
- Sometimes. He's all I've got.
You know, I'm from Seattle
originally. I've got a mom there.
- She's crazy, but she's all right.
- What did you major in?
- Hmm?
- At Vassar. What did you major in?
English. Just trying to
make some conversation.
Tell you about my mom.
What? You don't have a mom?
No, I have a mom.
I fucking hate her.
When did you go to Vassar?
2012 to 2016.
- [Max] You were there the whole time?
- [Sandra] No. Spent a year abroad.
- [Max] Where?
- [Sandra] Florence, Italy.
[Max] So you speak Italian?
[in Italian] And what
did you think of Italy?
I've got great memories.
But, I had this boyfriend
who was a real jerk.
I'm taking you out.
Where?
You like martinis?
I like martinis.
Good.
[people in
restaurant chattering]
[soft piano music playing]
[Max] Cheers.
[Sandra] Cheers.
[inhales sharply]
So, what exactly
are we doing here?
We're celebrating.
What exactly are we celebrating?
My birthday.
It's your birthday?
[chuckles]
You've been doing really
well. Better than I expected.
Thank you.
You ready for a test run?
- Test run?
- See that guy at the bar?
Yeah. What about him?
Get him to take you
back to his room.
[soft piano music continues]
Are you serious?
Got 40 minutes.
And here we were
having such a nice time.
[inhales sharply]
- What can I get for you, miss?
- Vodka martini, please.
How do you do?
[sniffs] I'm good. Hi.
[inhales deeply] Thank you.
Can I buy you a drink?
I hate drinking alone.
Yeah. Yeah. Sure.
I'm Sandra.
- I'm William.
- [chuckles] Nice to meet you, William.
It's nice to meet you too.
[Sandra] I have a confession.
[William] Oh, yeah. What's that?
[Sandra] Noticed you at
the bar. [inhales sharply]
I have a thing for
older men. [sighs]
[William] Wow. You
got a thing, huh?
- A bad thing. [chuckles]
- [William chuckles]
What's the matter? Daddy
didn't love you enough?
[chuckles] Daddy
wasn't around much.
You're married, aren't you?
Yeah, that's what the
ring on my finger says.
[whispers] I wanted to fuck you
since the second you walked in tonight.
I'm going to tell you what
I'm gonna do to you, all night...
- [knocking on door]
- [kisses]
- What's that?
- Mmm. Just ignore it.
- It's just turndown service.
- [chuckles]
[knocking continues]
- [chuckles]
- [groans] Um...
- Hold on one second. Don't move.
- Yeah. [chuckles]
Fucking bitch. Don't you
think I fucking knew it?
I knew you were fucking him.
- What are you doing here, huh?
- I'm calling the front desk.
- I love you. Do you understand that?
- Jason!
- Relax!
- Shut up!
- Jason, calm down!
- Are you fucking him?
Are you fucking my girl?
Did you fuck my fucking girl?
- I'll fucking kill you!
- He didn't...
Fucking God! Jesus Christ!
- You fucking bitch!
- Jason, listen to me.
- Hey!
- Fuck!
- Jason, it is over.
- Get the fuck out of here!
- I'm calling security.
- No, okay. Sit down.
- Calm down.
- No, no. No, no, no. Look, he's harmless.
- [sobbing] - Do you
want me to call security?
No, no. I'm s...
[inhales sharply]
He's just an old boy... He's
an old boyfriend. I'm-I'm...
He's just hurt. He's
completely harmless.
- Are you gonna be okay in here?
- I'm fine. Yeah.
- I-I promise, just... Completely.
- Are you sure?
Can you just give
us a few minutes?
- Uh, sure. Sure.
- Yeah. I'll... I'll...
Just-Just go down
back to the bar...
You're a fucking liar! [sobs]
and I'll meet you
in half an hour.
- Okay? Yeah.
- Okay, fine.
- You sure you're gonna be okay?
- [sighs] Completely.
- Goddamn it. Fine.
- He's calming down.
- Yeah. I'm so sorry. Yeah. Got it. Okay.
- Just... Keep it down, okay?
[chuckles, breathes heavily]
Fuck. [squeals]
Well done.
You figured it out.
You're a natural. Right?
You were quick, you stayed cool.
You improvised. That's what we do.
What the fuck?
Shit.
I'm surprised people still
walk around with cash.
[Max] Ah, and of course. [chuckles]
Diamond earrings for the poor wife
who sits at home and waits for her
husband while he preys on young women.
I wouldn't say he was preying
on me. We sort of set him up.
Don't do that.
- What?
- Don't feel sorry for him.
You can't cheat an
honest man, right?
That's why we never
feel sorry for the mark.
They look good on you.
What are you doing?
Happy birthday, Max.
["Slippery People" playing]
[music stops]
[singer] ...against the wall
- Like the drip, drip, drip
- [concierge] Thank you.
Of the raindrops
When the summer
shower is through
[server] Enjoy the evening, sir.
A voice within me
keeps repeating
You, you, you
Night and day
You are the one
Only you beneath the moon
And under the sun...
Max. You made it.
Richard, I want you
to meet my son, Max.
- Hi, Mom.
- Hi.
- [chuckles]
- [chuckles]
- [Max] You look great.
- Heard so much about you.
[sighs] I wish I
could say the same.
Well, maybe if you returned a
text or actually picked up the phone
and called your mother every
once in a while. [chuckles]
I'm very busy, Mom. I'm sorry.
[mother, Richard chuckle]
Your mother tells me
you were in St. Barts.
- Yeah, I was.
- Yeah. I had some fun times there myself.
- Uh, back in the '70s.
- [laughs]
- You're old.
- [mother] Max.
That's, um... I'm... Come...
Come with me, I wanna talk.
- Come on. Come on with me. Yeah.
- Really?
I'm so sorry.
Come. Come on.
Let's go.
Excuse me, sir.
- Hi.
- No, stop that. Come on.
- You look great.
- Hey. What is the matter with you?
- What?
- You are so rude.
- [Max] What do you know about this guy?
- Honey, he's a public figure.
Anything you wanna know,
you can just Google him.
[scoffs] You can't be
alone for two minutes.
You throw yourself
into these relationships.
This is different.
[stutters] It really is.
Sure it is.
Go easy on that, please.
I think you've had enough.
Stop being my mom, Mom.
Wh... Sweetheart, what is it?
What's going on?
I thought you were gonna
bring your girlfriend tonight.
Where is she?
Seeing somebody else.
I see.
I'm sorry.
I never liked her. I think
she was a bad influence.
Can I stay here for
a little while? [sighs]
Okay. Um...
Uh... [sighs] ...Are you using?
[jazz band continues]
No, I'm not using drugs. I
haven't done drugs in a year.
It's just that I-I can't
go through that again,
- and that can't happen here.
- Mom, I'm clean.
My God. What the fuck is...
What do you want? You
want me to prove it to you?
A fucking piss test?
- Is that what you want? Huh?
- Stop. What? What are you doing?
- Here. I'll do it right now! Okay?
- No! No, don't. Stop! Stop!
- You can see for yourself!
- Don't do that. Stop it right now!
[Max urinating]
Prove it to you.
[singing continues in distance]
- [breathes heavily]
- Go ahead.
- Test it.
- Please don't do this to me.
Test it!
Please. Please. Please.
Please, don't do this to me.
[sighs]
- [sobbing]
- Mom, I'm sorry.
- [sighs] I'm sorry, Mom.
- [cries]
Why do you do this? Why
do you do this to me? [sobbing]
[sighs] I'm really sorry.
Just... I still need a
place to stay, okay?
Please?
You can stay. Just
not for very long, okay?
Thank you. I love you.
- [cries, exhales deeply]
- [kisses] Thank you.
[sniffs, exhales deeply]
You enjoy the show?
I'm so... I'm so
sorry. [sobbing]
I'm... I'm so... I'm
so sorry. I'm sorry.
[sobbing]
[mother] He spent the last
year putting together a company
to charter boats in the Bahamas,
but then the hurricane wiped that out,
which is too bad because he was so happy.
- He was doing so well...
- [Richard] Madeline. Uh, how does he live?
Well, his father left him some
money, and, um... Mmm...
I help him out
from time to time.
Of course you do.
I was so young when
he was born, you know?
And then his father died,
and I'm suddenly a widow,
and I didn't always
know how to be a mother.
[Richard] It's up to him to
do better. He-He's an adult.
[Madeline] No, he
isn't. And that's my fault.
He's always been my little Max. And
he can't swim without me. [chuckles]
Morning, Mom.
Hi, sweetheart. How'd you sleep?
Great. Room's got
an amazing view.
Good.
Um... Well, I, um... I actually
have an appointment downtown,
but I was thinking, um, if you were free
that maybe we could have lunch together.
Um, at one o'clock. Via Carota?
- Sounds great.
- Okay. Perfect.
- See you later.
[kisses] - [kisses]
Bye, honey.
Richard?
I'm sorry about yesterday.
I took a Klonopin, and
I had a lot of drinks.
[inhales sharply] Max, we're
gonna be in each other's lives
for the foreseeable future.
Let's make the
best of it, shall we?
You know, your mother
and I are attending, uh,
a benefit tonight for the
Richard Hobbes Foundation.
[stutters] My late
wife founded it.
We make all sorts of
charitable contributions.
Uh, did you want me
to make a donation?
Because, honestly,
I'm a little light right now.
[chuckles] No. No, I figured
you might wanna join us.
There's a gonna be a... A
few very hip musical acts.
They tell me they're
quite relevant.
There's gonna be a lot
of young people your age.
Lot of young women.
Thank you, but I think I
should just stay in and rest.
Yeah. Fair enough.
[crunching, chewing]
Well, you were terrible. You
treated him like a waiter. [laughs]
I still have no idea who he is.
No, he's... he's on that TV show.
He plays a spy. He's very famous.
All night, all I could think
about was being alone with you.
You're alone with me now.
I don't care about actors.
You should know that.
[breathes heavily] I just
want you all to myself.
[elevator dings]
- [officer] Sir, calm down.
- [Max] I asked you to identify...
- Sir, the police are here.
- [shouting indistinctly]
- Police? Hey! What's going on here?
- Fuck does that even fucking mean?
- Sir, excuse me. I'm, uh, NYPD.
- [sighs] Oh, my G...
Detective Collins. Does
this young man live here?
- Well, he's staying here.
- I don't fucking live here.
- What did you do?
- Nothing. I didn't do anything.
He solicited drugs from
an undercover officer.
You came up to me and
tried to sell me fucking cocaine.
- And you said yes.
- Don't put words in my mouth.
- Detective, how bad is this?
- It's not looking good.
[stutters] He has
a few offenses.
We ran his name, and he's
looking at doing some time.
- Oh, my God. Max.
- Wha... What happens now?
- I'll take him downtown...
- Fuck that, dude. I'm outta here.
Get your fucking
hands off of me!
Richard! Richard,
please. Stop him. Stop him!
Calm down!
- Fuck!
- Detective, can we talk about this?
- [Max sighs] Fuck.
- Now?
- [grunts]
- [Madeline stammers]
I make large donations
to the NYPD every year.
Yes, sir, I'm aware of that.
That's the reason for the
courtesy call. It's why I'm here.
I know the commissioner.
Marty is a good friend.
- I can put in a good word for you.
- Richard, you don't have to do that.
[Richard] My word
carries weight in this city.
That can cut both ways.
I really appreciate what
you've done, coming here.
Uh, I don't know, sir.
[Richard] I'm gonna
pay you for your time.
I c... I can't do that.
No, I'm... I'm sorry.
Take the fucking
money, Detective.
[breathes deeply]
- Stop. He's not a cop.
- What?
- Ma'am, ex...
- Shut up.
This is... This is
what Max does.
He plays these... [inhales deeply]
these little confidence games.
That's what this is, isn't it? This
is... This is one of your games, right?
- I can assure you that I'm...
- You get out.
Get out or I really will call the
police. I mean it. Get out of here.
[chuckles] Tipsy,
I mean, I think...
- Dude, fuck.
- You better... You better go.
- Do you think this is funny?
- Why'd you fucking break?
Do you think this is funny?
Come on, man.
- You okay?
- Get out of here. Get out of here.
- Oh, okay.
- Sorry. I'm sorry.
- I'll call you later. Thank you.
- All right, dude.
- [chuckles] Hope I catch you later, bro.
- [Max laughing]
[Madeline] Oh, my God.
[Max] Mom, listen.
I gave you everything, you know.
You... You had every advantage.
You... You didn't... You
didn't want for anything,
and this is what you do to me?
- You humiliate me in front of him?
- It's just a little...
I want you to leave.
I don't want you here anymore.
[Richard] All that
work for $1,000.
Let me give you a
piece of advice, Max.
If you're gonna
steal, steal a lot.
[sighs]
[knocking]
["In The Night" playing]
[door closes]
I'm sorry I hit you.
[Max sighs] Forget it.
No, I took it too far.
Let me see.
Is it too early for a drink?
[Max] I don't like the
way you look at him.
[Madeline] Oh, come on.
You like him a little bit.
Of course I like him.
He's a billionaire.
That's not what
I'm talking about.
[Madeline chuckles] Look,
I feel really good about this.
We're very close.
He wants to meet with you
at his office at one o'clock.
Mmm.
[sighs]
Well, maybe I don't
wanna do this anymore.
- Why not? Don't be jealous.
- [song ends]
You know I don't like old men.
[chuckles]
[Madeline] You know what I like.
Okay.
[inhales deeply, sighs] No.
Tell me what I like.
- You like me.
- Mm-hmm.
I like you.
Why do I like you?
Because I get you what you want.
So, get me what I want.
[Max breathes heavily]
Get me what I want.
Okay.
[buckle clinks]
Max, thanks for coming.
Hey. Are you okay?
Oh, yeah, it's just
maintenance. Here, follow me.
I wanted to apologize
about last night.
It was inappropriate.
[chuckles] That's a hell
of an understatement.
You know, when your
mother first told me about you,
she said that you were
well-educated, smart, clever.
I thought, you know, I'm always on
the lookout for a young man like that.
- [Max] Are you offering me a job here?
- No. I doubt if you'd want one.
What are you doing here?
Did you schedule a meeting?
No. I didn't know
that I needed one.
[Richard] What is it, Tom?
[inhales deeply] I'm back.
Yeah, I can see
that. So, what is it?
Just wanted to say hi,
see how you're feeling...
- [Richard] Now is not a good time.
- All right, cool. See you around, Dad.
Tom.
Come on, in here.
That was my son.
I always assumed he
would inherit all this.
Then his mother died
and he didn't take it well.
He doesn't have the fortitude
to work here. He's weak.
- [Max] Hmm.
- [Richard sighs]
When he turned 21, I offered
him anything he wanted.
You know what my son asked for?
I don't know, Richard.
A signed copy of Charlotte
Bront's Jane Eyre. [chuckles]
Now he wants to
open a bookstore.
Not exactly a sound investment.
No. But I'm gonna
give it to him anyway.
You know why, Max?
Because we only get one life.
And I will not be my son's
jailer for his brief time on earth.
I want you to be honest
with yourself, Max.
If I were to hire you to work for
me, how do you think it would end?
Not well.
I agree.
Still, I want to offer you a job.
I'm thinking $60,000 a month.
Sixty grand a month? For what?
To go out and find opportunity.
Make a mark for yourself.
You want me gone.
You cause your mother
anguish, Max. And I will not have it.
So, what am I then?
A bad investment?
I didn't get where I am
making bad investments.
Is that what I'm worth, Richard?
Sixty thousand dollars a month?
I'm offering you an opportunity.
I want a year's salary up-front.
That can be arranged. I'll
just transfer the money in...
[chuckles] Transfer the money?
No. What? So I can pay taxes?
Hire an accountant? No.
I want cash up-front.
Get me the cash and you
get my mom all to yourself.
I'll be gone. You won't even hear
from me. Not even a fucking postcard.
Wait here.
[bill counter whirring]
["Dirty Laundry" playing]
- [Max] We did it.
- [chuckles] We did it, baby.
[howls] Where the
fuck is my money?
[all cheering, laughing]
Y'all look good.
- [Tipsy] Let's go.
- [Madeline] Whoo!
- Yeah! [speaks
indistinctly] - [Max] Let's do it.
Here we go.
[Tipsy] We got
the big Gs, buddy.
- [music ends] -
Yo, wait, l-l-l-look.
- There is this new guy named Goldie.
- Mm-hmm.
- He from, like, LA.
- Yeah.
He started out working as a
stuntman before he was grifting,
or whatever the fuck we doing.
He started working
as a stuntman. Crazy.
He comes highly recommended
and he's looking for a score.
And I need y'all.
- [smacks lips] Tipsy...
- Oh.
["Time Moves Slow" playing]
- We're out.
- [chuckles]
Oh, come on, man. What
you... What, y'all retiring?
- No. No, no, no. No.
- That's it?
What y'all gonna do?
Do the whole... Come on.
Uh, w... No, we're taking...
- We're just gonna take a vacation.
- We're... We're... Yeah.
- Taking a vacation.
- Okay. Well, y'all let me know
- whenever y'all get back. Okay?
- Okay.
Y'all gonna wanna meet him.
- Big shit, all right?
- Mm-hmm.
Hey.
[laughs] You're bullshitting
me. Where my money at?
- [laughing]
- [laughs] Come on.
- What?
- [chuckles]
- That's it. [laughs] Tipsy, that's it.
- [grunts] No.
Um, we had expenses...
- We handled some expenses.
- That we didn't account for.
Yeah, okay, but this... No. No, no.
Thi... This isn't what we agreed on, man.
- I know, but things change.
[laughs] - Yeah. [chuckles]
This is becoming a habit with y'all two.
I'm starting to feel like I'm the mark.
- [laughs] Now we're laughing about it.
- No. Come on, man. No.
- No, no, no.
- Uh-uh.
Absolutely not.
[sighs] It was a beautiful
con though, right?
You can thank Madeline...
Madeline for that. [laughs]
[laughs] Stop it. Stop it.
Thank you, Madeline.
You're welcome,
Tipsy. You're welcome.
- Thank you, Tipsy.
- Yeah. Thank you for everything, man.
- I'll ca... I'll call you.
- Yeah. For sure.
- [Tipsy] Y'all stay warm, all right?
- Bye.
[door opens, closes]
- Three quarters of a million.
- Not bad.
[both click tongues]
Now what?
I'm gonna go home.
I'm gonna get my stuff.
And, um, I'm gonna tell him
that I have a sick aunt in Jersey.
And I'm out first
thing in the morning.
[chuckles]
You love me?
Unfortunately.
[phone rings]
[line ringing]
- [phone rings]
- [sighs]
Hey.
[Madeline] Hey. So...
I have some good news
and some bad news.
The good news is
the money is all yours.
Okay. What's the bad news?
Uh, the bad news
is you were right.
[Max] Right about what?
The old man loves me.
- [laughs] - He wants to
marry me, so I'm staying.
What are you talking about?
[Madeline] Maybe I don't
wanna sit around in a bar all day
pulling short cons
for the rest of my life.
[Max] You can't be serious.
Sooner or later the old
man is gonna ask questions.
[Madeline] No. No, he
won't. He's too invested.
He's got too much on his mind.
You know, his health
and his business.
And that... that
emotional wreck of a son.
[chuckles] But I'm
the good thing, right?
- [laughs] - [Madeline]
I'm the good thing he's got.
Yeah.
I know you. You
stay, you'll slip.
No, I won't. I'm too good.
And if they're not looking
for you, they don't see you.
[Max] Are you really doing this?
Um... Yeah.
I don't wanna play
the mom anymore.
It's boring.
[knocking]
[officer] Max
Burnett, it's the police.
We have an outstanding warrant
for your arrest. Open the door.
I don't believe you.
Who's at the door? Tipsy?
Oh, you better go. [chuckles]
You're bluffing.
Yeah, well, then call my
bluff and open the door.
[knocking]
[officer] Open the door.
So, you used me?
- [knocking] -
[officer] Max Burnett.
[knocking continues]
- Fuck.
- [officer] Open the door.
[breathing deeply]
["King Arthur: Act 3 'What
Power Art Thou"' playing]
[breathing shakily]
[sniffles, exhales sharply]
[breathes heavily]
[people at funeral chattering]
[attendee whispers]
I'm so sorry.
[lawyer] I'm gonna need a minute
of your time to go over Richard's will.
There are documents
that are time-sensitive.
And also, I think it's best we
do it right away, for Tom's sake.
- Okay.
- Okay.
[lawyer] Richard dictated this last
draft of the will to me personally,
and then he signed it.
And because he was at
the height of his sickness,
I feel it's my
obligation to assure you
that he was cogent and of
sound mind when he did so.
Richard left the bulk of
his estate to Madeline.
That's ridiculous, this...
[stammers] It should be Tom's.
Richard was very clear. After
the past incident with Tom...
- I had $350,000 stolen from me.
- He had major misgivings...
- And I had a nervous breakdown.
- Leaving Tom both the business
and the estate.
You'll be taken care
of through a trust.
It's generous.
And it will allow you to
hold on to your bookstore.
Tom will also retain
control of the charity,
the Richard Hobbes Foundation.
As for everything else,
property, assets, shares, stocks,
the remaining 9.2 billion...
It will all go to Madeline.
[Tom] Well, at least he
trusted me with the Foundation.
[lawyer] He did, Tom.
You're chairman of the board.
And Madeline has
been named trustee.
I'm a trustee?
[lawyer] It's only a formality.
A piece of insurance in the event
Tom is unable to fulfill his duties
- and Madeline will...
- [Tom] Will take over. Yeah, I get it.
[lawyer] He trusted you
with control of the Foundation.
I can tell you that
with complete sincerity.
- He thought the world of you.
- [Tom] Yeah, okay.
No offense, but my father's last wishes
tell me exactly what he thought of me.
[sighs, stammers] David, I'd like
to be alone with Tom for a minute,
- if that's okay.
- [David] Of course. Of course.
Um, thank you. Thank you.
I am so sorry.
- Don't be. It's not your fault.
- No, I just...
I want you to know
that I'm your partner.
And that I'm here for you.
I'm here for whatever you need.
You don't have to go through this alone.
Thank you for saying that.
You can stay with me
for as long as you like.
You don't have to
move out anytime soon.
But I'm gonna have to sell this
apartment because I can't do it.
I can't... I can't stay
here alone. I just can't.
I can't manage it.
- I don't know why I brought this up.
- Okay.
I shouldn't... I shouldn't...
- No, I get it.
- I shouldn't have brought it up right now.
- We can discuss it some other time.
- [sighs]
- I think it's just a lot.
- It's okay. It's okay.
It's a lot for both of
us to handle right now.
[exhales sharply]
[sighs]
["Count Your Blessings" playing]
[chuckling]
- Thank you, Patrick.
- You're welcome, Miss Hobbes.
- Good morning, Charlie.
- How are you, Miss Hobbes?
[song continues]
[both speaking indistinctly]
I'm gonna check on the
room. I'll be right back.
Thank you so much.
[speaks indistinctly]
...Mrs. Hobbes.
Oh, wow. Ooh.
[speaking indistinctly]
This is so pretty. May
I see the other tray?
[employee] Yes, of course.
[speaks indistinctly, kisses]
[speaks indistinctly,
kisses, chuckles]
[speaks indistinctly]
[whispering] I have to tell you something.
I think I saw... [whispers indistinctly]
[song ends]
[elevator dings]
[person] Please, come this
way. Tom is expecting you.
He's gonna be bored out of his
mind. Come talk to me in 20 years.
I'll be dealing with the exact same
thing. You know what I'm saying?
Oh, Mrs. Hobbes. Good
morning. I'm Pat Braddock.
We met briefly at your
husband's memorial service.
Yes, of course. How do you do?
[Braddock] I'm good. Thank you.
These are my associates,
Mr. McCabe, Mr. Mosely.
We're here to see Tom. We're
doing a bit of business for him.
What kind of business?
- [door opens]
- [Tom] Pat, hey.
- [Braddock] Oh.
- It's okay, Madeline.
- Braddock is an old family friend.
- Hi, Tom.
Good to see you. He
did work for my father
whenever he had anything
sensitive he needed taken care of.
[Tom] Actually, Madeline,
uh, I want you to see this.
Tom enlisted our help to find the
young woman who committed the theft.
After running her picture
through the system,
we landed on this
woman. We think this is her.
- That's her.
- [Braddock] All right.
So her name is
Sandra Carmichael.
She was born in
Seattle. Rough childhood.
Talked to the mother, but she
hasn't spoken to her in several years.
Okay, she, uh, drops
out of high school at 16,
starts racking up a
number of offenses.
Shoplifting,
possession, assault.
But then she develops a habit,
and she crisscrosses the country
until she makes her way to Queens,
where she's arrested
again for possession.
She gets paroled and that's
where the trail runs cold.
[Madeline] Okay, so
that's it. She's a drug addict.
[Braddock] Well, frankly,
it raises some questions.
- What kind of questions?
- Yeah, like what?
[Braddock] What she pulled
required a great deal of sophistication.
I don't see how this
woman did it alone.
I think we're looking for
more than one person.
- [Braddock] We'll keep you posted.
- Thank you. I really appreciate this.
- [Braddock] We're gonna get 'em.
- Okay. No... [stammers] ...I trust you.
- We'll talk to you soon, all right?
- Okay. Yeah.
[elevator dings]
[Madeline] Hi!
Hi!
- I didn't know you could cook.
- Not bad for a trophy wife, huh?
[chuckles] I mean, your dad
told me what you said about me.
- Sorry. I didn't know you then.
- Oh, I don't care.
- It was more about him.
- I honestly... I really don't care.
You hungry?
Uh, yeah. I could eat. Let
me just put my stuff down.
[Madeline] Did you have
any luck finding that girl?
Uh, not yet. Uh, Braddock had a
lead down in Miami but it was a bust.
[sighs] Honey, you know,
what these people did to you
was awful and confusing and unfair.
But I don't think that finding her
is gonna make you feel any better.
I disagree.
Yeah, well...
Okay. Hang on, I... I have something
I wanna show you. [chuckles]
So, I, um... [humming]
started looking for
apartments for you.
These are all downtown
near the bookstore,
so it wouldn't be
much of a commute.
- What is this?
- Well, I told you.
I'm gonna have to sell this
apartment, so I want you to find a place.
I know, but I don't need
you to do this for me.
But I want to, sweetheart.
- I wanna help you with this.
- I get that. I'm just saying that
- I can find my own apartment. Thank you.
- [chuckles] Why are you getting upset?
- I'm not.
- No, you are.
- No, I'm not. I'm just...
- You totally are getting upset.
- You can't come here and do this...
- No, but I want to.
- And expect me not to react.
- I wanna be a part of this.
- It's not your problem. You're not my mom!
- No, you're right. I'm not.
'Cause if I were, I'd tell
you to grow the fuck up.
People get their hearts
broken every day.
It happens to everybody, okay?
All the time.
But most kids aren't entitled enough
to hire men to find the girl who did it.
She stole money from me.
That's not why you're doing
it. You want to see her again.
Right?
You can lie to yourself,
but you can't lie to me.
[sniffs]
I'm sorry. That was
harsh. [chuckles]
- You think I'm a loser.
- No, I don't.
- Yeah, you do.
- No, I don't think that you're a loser.
I think that...
I think that you're human.
I think we're all human.
We're just doing
the best we can.
I'll have Braddock call it off.
Good for you,
sweetheart. I know it's hard.
[realtor] This apartment is unlisted.
You're the first people to see it.
- Oh, that's exciting.
- [phone rings]
- This is a great neighborhood.
- Hello?
- There are lots of young people here.
- Yeah?
Well, Tom has a bookstore
- on Thompson Street...
- Yeah. Okay.
- So this may be absolutely perfect.
- Bring her to the apartment. Yeah.
- Honey, what... what's going on?
- Okay. Thanks.
Um, they found her.
I... I... I thought you told
them to stop looking for her?
Well, I did... I did. Uh, but they had
one last lead and they found her. Um...
- [stammers] Where is she?
- They're bringing her to the apartment.
I just wanna talk to her.
I have to go. I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry. We're gonna have to do
this another time. Thank you so much.
- We've got her in the guest room.
- [Tom] Okay.
She was living in the Lincoln Motel
off the Cross Bronx Expressway.
And she has a serious heroin addiction.
She's fallen since you've seen her, Tom.
All right? Hold on.
Just wait a second.
We gave her a sedative
to calm her down,
but she's gonna be experiencing
some pretty heavy withdrawal so...
- Can I go in and talk to her?
- I'm gonna go with you.
No. I'm okay.
[door opens]
[door closes]
Did she say anything else?
You have any more insight?
Not yet.
[door closes]
You all right, sweetheart?
Yeah.
Yeah. I'm okay.
It's weird. It's like,
it's her, but it's not her.
[Braddock] Did she
tell you anything?
[breathes shakily]
Yeah, you were right.
She wasn't working alone. There was...
There's this guy who was her accomplice.
He taught her everything
and trained her.
He planned the whole thing.
She said that he has some
sort of connection to... to us.
What kind of connection?
She said that he knew all about
me. She said that it seemed personal.
Did she describe him?
- Did she say what he looked like at all?
- No, but he cheated her too.
He left her with nothing.
I told her she
could stay here...
- Oh, no, no, no, no. She can't stay here.
- And, um...
- She's sick...
- No.
- And she needs a place to detox...
- No.
- And she regrets what she did.
- She's a junkie, you can't trust her.
- She's gonna do anything to get money.
- I agree.
- Very easy for me to do.
- No. She's staying here.
I'll take care of her. I'll bring
doctors or nurses, or whatever.
- But I wanna do this.
- Mr. Braddock, this isn't safe.
- I need your help with this.
- Well, I...
Look, I can put men outside her room.
She'll essentially be under lock and key.
That's not what I'm
worried about. But, come on.
I mean, are you ready
for when she sobers up
- and you have to see the real her?
- I'm dying to see the real her.
Okay. If she's gonna stay
here, then I need to talk to her.
- No, wait. She needs to rest.
- No, I should.
Sandra?
Sandra?
Hi, I'm Madeline.
I was married to Tom's
father. I'm his stepmother.
Suck my dick, you lying bitch.
[chuckles]
[Sandra] Yeah, I know
who you are, Madeline.
Max told me the whole score.
[sniffs]
That you set the cops on him, but
then had to beg him to come back.
How there was an old man who was
dying and was gonna leave behind a fortune,
and all we needed to do was...
nudge aside the son
so that his very full of shit
widow could inherit it all.
So, what do you want?
[Sandra] I wanna
confess. Confess to it all
and get this off my chest.
[inhales sharply] Do me a
favor and get Tom. Tom?
- How much?
- [chuckles]
I don't want your money, bitch.
You don't?
Max and I were supposed
to meet at Penn Station.
I waited there for three days.
Because I was so fucking stupid, I
thought something had happened to him.
[inhales deeply]
Can you believe that?
He left me.
[smacks lips, inhales deeply]
Then what can I do for you?
I want Max.
I wanna see Max.
I wanna look into his face, and I
want him to see what he did to me.
- I wanna see Max.
- [chuckles]
Honey, I don't know where he is.
Well, you better find
out. [breathes shakily]
Or I will tell everyone in the next
room who you really fucking are.
She can stay.
[voice mail speaker] Your
call has been forwarded
to an automated
voice message system.
When you are finished recording,
you may hang up or
press one for more options.
[beeps]
So, I have a problem.
They found your girl getting high
off the Cross Bronx Expressway.
And now she's in my
apartment pining after you.
You really did a number
on her, didn't you?
You d... You didn't
have to go that hard.
I mean, what the
fuck did you tell her?
Call me.
[Sandra speaks indistinctly]
Where is he? Where is he?
[sobbing, moaning]
[housekeeper speaking Spanish]
[Sandra crying]
[screaming] Did you find him?
- [door closes] - Did
you find him? [sobbing]
[voice mail speaker] When
you are finished recording,
you may hang up or
press one for more options.
[beeps]
[Madeline] Max. Uh, hey, it's me
again. Um, can you give me a call?
[Sandra crying, moaning]
[Sandra] Max told
me the whole score.
And I know who you are.
[Madeline] Please call
me back. I need you.
[Sandra] I want Max.
I wanna see Max.
I wanna see Max.
[Madeline] Just please call
me back. Come on, Max. Please.
[Sandra] Or I will tell
everyone in the next room
who you really fucking are.
[phone dings]
[Max] Listen, I came
back like you asked.
I gave Tom a nervous breakdown.
I got my money. Now I'm out.
[stammers] Uh, yeah,
but I, um... [clicks tongue]
It's just that I, um...
I think...
I want you back.
[Max] You want me back?
Yeah.
[Max] You want
me back to fix this.
Fuck, yes. [sighs, sniffs]
- [Sandra] Put that down...
- [Tom] Yeah, I know that's right.
- [Sandra] Okay. And then I'm gonna...
- [Tom] You're winning...
[Sandra chuckles]
so I don't understand why
you have so many questions.
Are you cheating
me? You hustling me?
Hi. How's our
young patient doing?
- I'm doing a lot better. Thanks.
- Yeah, last night was rough,
- but I think we're over the hump.
- Mmm, that's a relief.
You look a lot better.
I was gonna take a walk.
Do you want to join me?
Uh, no. Uh, you know,
she's still not 100%.
I think the fresh air
might do her good.
- Uh, I don't know about that.
- No. [stammers]
- A walk would be perfect.
- Oh, good. Brought you a sweater.
That was fast. Where was he?
You can ask him yourself.
We have a deal, right?
Once you see him,
you get out of my life.
- I don't want anything from you.
- Good.
How can you do what you do?
Practice.
[elevator bell dings]
[elevator door opens]
Where are we going?
This is good.
[car door opens]
[car door closes]
You left me!
You li... I waited for
days! You fucking left me!
How could you?
You threw me aside
like I was fucking trash!
[panting]
Oh, my God. Please. You done?
You got taken.
That's what we do.
So now, the question is, how
do we make this right by you?
I want him to apologize.
Well, he can't.
Because he's not sorry.
[breathes shakily] Did you feel
anything for me? [breathes deeply]
I felt nothing.
What the fuck is this?
Shit.
What did I tell you?
She's used these two to swipe your
inheritance right out from under you.
What? You have nothing to say?
The inheritance belongs to Tom.
And you're gonna give it
back to him. It's his money.
[Madeline] If it was Tom's
money, he would have his money.
But it's my money.
And you know what I'm
gonna do with my money?
I'm gonna take a billion dollars
and aim it in your direction.
Your three-bedroom in Scarsdale
or Lloyd Harbor, or whatever the fuck.
It's gone. Your Benz.
Gone. Your kids' college fund.
[chuckling] By the time I'm
done with you, it's all gone.
[Tom] 'Cause it's all about
the money for you, right?
That's all any of you
care about is the money.
Right, Sandra?
Hey! Say something! Answer me!
- Whoa! Hey, hey. Tom. Tom. No.
- [Madeline] Hey! Hey, hey.
You've been fucking
with me since we first met.
- Tom...
- Put the gun down. Put it down.
You took everything.
[breathes heavily]
- [Sandra] I'm sorry.
- You're a fucking liar. Don't say...
[Madeline] Tom, put it down.
Come on. Put the gun down.
- [Max] Put the gun down. Tom.
- Put the gun down.
I meant what I said,
Tom. I meant what I said.
[Sandra breathing shakily]
[Tom breathing shakily]
[groans] You're right.
You're right. It's not you.
- Tom, no! What are you doing?
- Hey. No. No, no, no, no. Tom, no.
You did this. You ruined us.
Look at me. Look what you did to
me. Look what you did to my dad!
I took care of your
father. I kept him alive.
- Bullshit!
- Tom, please don't do this.
Just sh-shut up.
Tom, put it do... Put
the gun down, okay?
Please, just put it
down. Put it down.
- [grunts]
- [gun fires]
[Madeline screams]
[Sandra] Tom, no.
[Braddock] No!
- [Madeline] Stay back.
- Put the gun down.
St... Stay back.
- Put the gun down, Madeline.
- You wanna kill me, Madeline?
- Get back. Tom, no.
- You wanna shoot me? Just do it!
- [Max] Hey! Tom.
- Just do it.
[Madeline gasps]
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- [Sandra] What? What h...
Tom?
- [breathing heavily, crying] -
[Braddock] Come on. Stay with me.
Tom.
[Max] What the fuck?
[Braddock] Oh, my God.
You killed him.
[stammers] I didn't. He... He...
He shot himself. You saw it.
- Call the police.
- [person] I'm on it.
- [Madeline] No!
- He killed himself.
I'm sorry, what? Who the fuck are you?
Shut the fuck up. You're a part of this.
- I need to report a shooting.
- I didn't do it. I... I...
- I didn't kill him. [stammers] -
Yes, there's been a shooting.
A-A young man's been
shot in the chest. I'm not sure.
This... This kid is dead. This is
a... This is... This is a tragedy.
- But I... [stammers] I... I didn't...
- No, she didn't. He killed himself.
I can make amends. I can...
- I can make amends.
- I'm sorry, what?
I'll give the money back.
- I'll give it to the Foundation.
- What are you talking about?
- You're just gonna give it up?
- Yes.
I don't want to go to jail
for something I didn't do!
No. They're coming.
The police are coming.
[Madeline] You leave us to the police
and that money's not going anywhere.
- Just think of what it can do.
- Oh, you. [breathes deeply]
They'll give the money back!
Please! Please! I beg you,
please! I don't wanna go to jail!
What a fucking mess.
[line ringing]
[assistant] Madeline Hobbes
on line one. She says it's urgent.
Excuse me a minute. [sighs]
Madeline... Hello?
Is everything all right?
[Madeline] I wanna
transfer my inheritance...
to the Richard
Hobbes Foundation.
[David] It was Richard's wish that
you receive the inheritance, Madeline.
It's yours.
But I want it to go
to the Foundation.
[stammers] And I
want it done today.
I need you to do this, David. I need
you to do this as soon as possible.
[David] Madeline, what is
this? Are you under duress?
No.
[David] You can tell me if
something has happened. I can help.
[Braddock] Next flight
out is to Oklahoma City.
We have 40 minutes. Keep moving.
[David] Madeline? Have
you spoken to Tom about this?
You're my lawyer, right?
[David] Yes. Of course.
[Madeline] Then I want you to do
what I say and transfer the money.
All of it.
[David] We'll
prepare the papers.
[Braddock] Make it
look like a robbery.
[engine starts]
[people chattering]
[grunts]
You seem very calm for
someone who lost a lot of money.
Well, I'm a professional.
You gave away
billions of dollars.
- Is that what I did?
- Did you?
I don't know. Did I?
I mean, I gave the
money to the Foundation.
The head of the
Foundation is Tom.
Or should I say, was. [sighs]
- [Max] Tom is dead.
- [Madeline] Mm-hmm.
And so, the money is
controlled by the trustee.
And guess who that is?
You're still talking
about money.
Yes. Yes, we are.
[Sandra] Tom is dead.
We killed him.
[breathes shakily]
We killed him.
- Keep it together.
- I'm gonna be sick.
[Madeline groans]
We gotta get rid of her.
We can't. She's a witness.
She knows too much.
What is it? Did she get to you?
[chuckles] No.
It's okay. I mean, it happens.
She didn't get to me.
[smacks lips] I mean,
you can do what you want.
[chuckles] I don't care.
- She didn't get to me.
- Good.
[flight attendant] Would
you like some water?
Thanks.
- [Madeline] This isn't blood.
- What?
Look. It comes out too easily.
- This isn't blood.
- Let me see.
If it's not blood,
then what is it?
Uh, you tell me.
What do you mean?
Are you behind this?
- Behind what?
- You got me to give away the money.
- [chuckling] No, I did no such thing.
- No, Tom's alive. You fucked me.
- What are you talking about?
- You fucked me.
- I will fucking kill you.
- I didn't have anything...
- I will fucking end you!
- I didn't have anything to do with this.
Sandra.
Sandra! Sandra?
- [Sandra] Merry Christmas, Max.
- [Max] Merry Christmas, Sandra.
[Sandra] Sandy.
Everybody calls me Sandy.
[Max] We're gonna give
people the impression
that you're somebody
that you're not.
And when I'm done with you,
it's gonna be 100% convincing.
And what happens if I stay?
[Max] You work for me.
[Sandra] Is this real?
[Tom] This is real.
How can I be sure?
[Sandra] I really like you.
[Tom] I really like you too.
[Sandra sighs] It's my
brother. He needs money.
- Jason. Keep your voice...
- Listen. Yo, listen to me for two seconds!
I live with my dad
and his new wife.
He thinks I'm a disappointment.
[Sandra] But you're
not a disappointment.
[Tom] I love you.
[Max] You can't cheat
an honest man, right?
That's why we never
feel sorry for the mark.
[Sandra] Max told
me the whole score.
There was an old man who was dying
and was gonna leave behind a fortune.
We just needed to
nudge aside the son
so that his very full of shit
widow could inherit it all.
I wanna confess.
Confess to it all.
I'm so sorry for all of this.
How you doing, Tipsy?
Richard's dead and
Madeline got all the money.
[Braddock] What she pulled
required a great deal of sophistication.
I don't see how this
woman did it alone.
I think we're looking for
more than one person.
There's a white
dude named Goldie.
We like to call him Goldie 'cause
he got... he got, like red hair.
[Braddock] We have
to take this out of here.
[Tom] Yeah, you were right.
There was... There was this
guy who was her accomplice.
He taught her everything and
trained her. He planned the whole thing.
[Tipsy] No. One more time.
[Tom] He cheated her
too. He left her with nothing.
[Sandra] How can
you do what you do?
[Madeline] Practice.
- [shopkeeper bell jingles] - Hey,
excuse me, I got a quick question.
- I need to know where the fuck...
- [laughs]
- is my money? [grunts] Look at y'all.
- There he is.
- Look like undercover cops. What's up?
- What's up, baby?
- How you doing?
- Here's your money.
Oh, okay. Not bad, Sandy.
Max taught you well, I see.
All right, last chance, huh? I
really could use someone like you.
Sorry, Goldie. I'm done.
- Yeah, whatever. I heard that one before.
- I'm done.
- [Braddock] All right. We gotta bounce.
- [Sandra] Yeah.
- [Braddock] See you guys later.
- [Tipsy] Peace.
- Take it easy.
- Gonna invest in some real estate, baby.
- Let's get it! [laughs]
- Yep!
[chattering indistinctly]
Bye, Sandy.
[shopkeeper bell jingles]
[sighs]
You got a lot of
money, Tom. [sighs]
I hope you can do
some good with it.
I will.
- Thank you.
- You're thanking me?
I got everything taken from you.
You also got it back.
So, there's this great little
Japanese restaurant on Mott Street.
If you're not doing
anything, dinner's on me.
Well, I am single.
- [chuckles] - And, uh, I
kinda like being single.
Mmm.
[bottle thuds softly]
["Nobody Knows You When
You're Down and Out" playing]
[shopkeeper bell jingles]
[shopkeeper bell jingles]
[song continues]
[song ends]