The Black Mass (2023) Movie Script

It's got to be against
the law to look this damn good.
Watch out now.
'Cause baby, I feel real
good, and I wish I would.
Watch out now.
It's gotta be against the
law to look this damn good.
Watch out now.
Everybody, watch out.
Watch out now.
I'm ready for a good time,
and I came to groove.
The whole band's here,
and we came to move.
Got a fresh haircut
and two new shoes.
We're here all night, like
we got nothing to lose.
I'm coming out
this jacket 'cause
we're turning up the heat.
I want to see you clapping
when you get up out your seat.
It's time to make it happen
when we hit these streets.
I'm coming in hot,
and I can't be beat.
Watch out now.
Baby, watch out now.
Watch out.
I'm on the move.
I'm going up.
I'm a man on a mission
with no misses,
and I'm looking for love.
Oh, I'm just looking for love.
Make it slow, make it slow.
I can't, I can't.
No.
Hold me back.
Oh, no I said I can't, I can't.
No.
Let you go.
I won't
let you hold me back.
No, you can't keep
holding me back.
Come on.
I ain't
got no lot to pay.
I ain't got no time today.
How's it going?
It's super.
Got big plans to have
the best day of my life.
Mm.
Vodka, please.
And yourself?
Well, 6 AM shift's
kicking my butt.
But I'll live.
Been there myself.
It's a real bitch, right?
Yeah, kids in school.
That'll be $5.08.
Ugh, looks like I'm a
little short on cash.
You take credit?
I just need to see your ID.
Not a problem.
You're Chris?
That's me.
Should have kept the 'do.
You know, it suits you.
Got a job interview
at a fancy law firm,
and the boss man specifically
said no hippie lawyers.
You believe that?
Welcome to Tallahassee.
There's your card, Chris.
Thank you.
You want me to bag
this up for you?
Why the heck not?
All right.
You know who you look like?
John Denver, that's who it is.
Uncanny.
You have a good day now.
Hey, come on, Belle.
What are you looking at?
Come on, let's go.
Hi, Dorothy.
How are you?
Good to see you.
Having a good day?
Yeah.
I'm thinking I actually
might go out dancing later.
Might as well get in one last
hurrah before classes start.
Oh, maybe I'll go
with you and see
if I can find some cute guy
to help me around the house.
Oh!
Well, I have to go get
my dry cleaning ready.
But I will catch you
on the flip side.
Hey, if you want
to stop by my house
and watch the football
game, come on by.
Oh yeah, awesome.
Thanks for the invite.
OK.
Far out, sounds good.
Bye.
See you later.
Come on, baby. Let's go.
Hey, what's that?
Hey guys, I'm heading
to the bank for a bit.
Let me know if anyone calls.
I'm waiting to hear
from scheduling.
No problem.
Enjoy the bank.
Maybe if there was more
money in my account, I would.
See you guys later.
Hi, Lori.
Ellen spent a good six
hours trying to convince me
this was going to get easier
after I dropped you off
for the fall semester.
I told her she's
out of her mind.
It's the same five hour drive
it was the last time, OK?
It's not like the continental
plates moved or anything.
Yeah, but with the energy crisis
and the lower speed limit,
it feels a lot farther.
Bonjour.
Parlez-vous francais?
Oui.
Heck of a day, huh?
For January.
OK listen, full confession.
I can't lie to a
face like yours.
I don't really speak French.
Well, I was president of
the French Honor Society
and you fooled me.
That's what I've heard.
Me, I'm a law
student, grad school.
Only a few credits left,
then it's off to Miami.
Corporate law firm there
caught wind of my GPA
and swooped in
early with an offer.
So listen, a friend of
mine lives a couple houses
down from here.
And I promised I'd
give him some gym
equipment I don't use anymore.
But there's just one problem.
What's that?
Last semester flew by, OK?
Summer break will be
here before you know it.
I'll be back, OK?
Got it?
Yeah. But I got to give you
a little hell about it
before I leave, you know?
Yes, I know.
Lori!
Hi.
So get out of the car.
I need to give you
a big, big hug.
Oh!
Got into a fight with the
pavement the other day and lost.
Mm, I can see that.
Well, what about your friend?
Can he help you out?
Normally, you would.
But it's kind of a surprise.
Got it in his head that
I'm not following through
on my promise, so he's
kind of pissed at me.
All right.
But before I help you
out, what's your name?
What do you think it is?
Well, normally I would
guess handsome stranger.
But you seem a little
too old to have
parents who are on psychedelics.
Love you.
I love you.
Miss you.
I'm going to miss you.
I'll be back soon.
OK.
Drive safe.
Don't worry.
I'm Ted.
I'm Meredith.
Good to meet you, Meredith.
Nice to meet you, too.
That was my mother's name.
You're kidding.
I wish I was.
It'd make for a better story.
It's my grandmother's name, too.
But I don't really
think it suits me.
Where's this equipment?
In the trunk. Shall we?
We shall.
Lead the way.
Damn.
Do you need help?
No, thanks.
Got to figure out how to do all
this stuff on my own with this.
Damn, I always forget
which one it is.
It's usually the
same one as the door.
You're correct.
I swear if my head
wasn't attached,
it'd fall off and
roll down a hill.
Actually, what time is it?
Noon-ish?
About, yeah.
Got a phone call in a
half hour I totally forgot
about, an important one.
OK, but what about your friend?
It's a lot of equipment, and
I live about 20 minutes away.
Can't risk missing it.
Call's with that
law firm in Miami.
Oh.
Well, I guess you
better get going then.
At least you tried.
Yeah.
Hey, if you end up
needing help later,
you could just knock on my
sorority door and ask for me.
I'm just going grocery
shopping right now, so I'll
be back in about an hour or so.
Sounds like a date.
See you soon, I hope.
Yeah, I hope so.
Bye.
Delta, phi, sigma!
Woo!
Hey, Kelly!
Hi there.
I'm looking for the
Bradford Building.
Just transferred in
from Georgia State.
Help me out?
Hey Kelly, come on. Let's go!
What building?
Bradford.
Could also be called
Bradford Hall?
I don't know. I've heard both.
Kelly, move it or lose it.
I'm sorry, I haven't
heard of that.
Must not be a law student.
I'm coming in to
teach this semester.
Hey, we got cold
beers waiting, babe.
What's your major?
I'm sorry.
Let's go.
What's your major?
Let's go.
I'm sorry, we have a wedding.
Yeah, come on.
OK.
Let's go.
Who the hell was that guy?
Fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Every time you
ask me to do this,
you promise me
it's the last time.
And it never is.
It's like you forget that I
have to take care of Molly, too.
I barely make enough to support
one child, let alone two.
Are you hearing me?
It's not OK!
How about 500?
I ate out of a supermarket
trash can yesterday.
You didn't eat out
of a trash can.
I know you.
You'd rather starve than
do anything like that.
Fine.
I've been reduced to eating
expired cans of beans.
Followed by the handle of vodka
you somehow manage to pay for.
This isn't a life, Ted.
I don't know why you put
yourself through this.
You can turn yourself in
and change it, you know it.
Right now.
I'm not going back to prison.
That's not a life.
Anyway, I don't need to go back.
Innocent people
don't go to prison.
You know I'm innocent.
I'm not doing this again.
Not doing what again,
profiting off dead girls?
I didn't call the
police hotline on you.
Then, who did?
Who knows me well enough to give
them all the details they have?
Just let me know where to send
the fucking Western Union.
How much are you sending me?
$1,000, and that is all
I can afford right now.
Not a single cent more.
Please don't ask
me for money again.
That'll help a ton. Thank you.
You can send it
to the supermarket
at the corner of
Park and Jefferson Street
in Tallahassee.
I can't do this anymore.
I miss Seattle.
Liz?
I'm here.
I'll call you back when I
have the confirmation number.
See that thing on the news?
When people said
they thought I was
scarier than the shark in Jaws?
Liz?
Fuck!
Yeah.
But it might just be the girls.
I don't know.
Do you think it's our sorority?
Do you think they just
hate all Delta Phi?
Yeah, absolutely.
100%.
That could totally be it.
So that was disgusting.
It smells better in
here, that's for sure.
Well, someone put god knows
what in the back of the freezer
after it had already spoiled.
Oh, man.
Well, no worries.
It's all cleaned up.
I just didn't want whatever
died in there haunting us.
Well, what do you think it was?
Don't know, but it had eyes.
Ew. God.
No, gross.
My soda smells like the
dead thing from the freezer.
So wash the cans!
I'm not washing the
stupid soda cans.
Oh, god.
Ugh.
So have you gotten
your schedule yet?
I did get it earlier.
Let me guess.
You have Mr. Reeves
for calculus.
I left it in my drawer,
but I'll check later.
They did actually
double prices for books.
Shit.
Are you really
surprised, though?
Money's tight back home.
I know.
Yeah, and suddenly
shipping prices going up.
Which, I don't know.
It seems shady to me.
Well, I don't have
enough cash for books.
Well, just buy what you can
now and borrow the rest.
That's what I'm going to do.
I borrow books every time
I have to go to class.
It only makes sense.
Just breathe, OK?
How do I get my hair
to look like that?
Your hair looks great.
Gray?
Great.
Yeah, thanks a lot, Vic.
I already don't feel well.
Where are you going?
Mind your business.
So my Christmas totally sucked.
How about yours?
I gained five pounds.
Then, I spent New
Years losing it.
Robert took me to go
see Saturday Night
Fever on Christmas Eve.
I liked that movie.
And then, he dumped me.
Oh wait, weren't you going
to do the same thing to him?
Yeah.
On my terms, not his.
At least I got a free
movie ticket out of it.
He snuck in to Close Encounters
once the damage was done.
OK, so it didn't
totally suck then.
Girault is hot, so no.
All right, a few concerns.
I heard that somebody
is leaving the hallway
light on in the second
floor, and some of you
are having difficulty sleeping.
Now, I don't know who's doing
it and I don't really care.
But could you please just not?
Thank you in advance.
Doesn't it make more sense
if the person who finds
the light on just turns it off?
Maybe.
But when you're up till
3:00 AM in the morning
doing homework-- just turn
the damn light off, OK?
Moving on.
All right, so I know
I shouldn't have
to remind you that there
are no boys allowed
on the second floor.
I don't care if he's your
boyfriend that you just
eloped with, and now
he's your husband.
OK, he's still not allowed
on the second floor.
That's the sorority's
rules, not mine.
So no sugar daddies, either.
No sugar daddies, either.
Then, how's Candace
supposed to pay her tuition?
Ooh.
Hard labor.
Thank you.
Nice of you to join us, Candace.
It's the weekend.
All right, then.
I guess that's everything.
Enjoy the rest of your Saturday.
That's so good.
It's good?
Yeah, once you get over
the whole texture thing.
Yeah, let me just change my
clothes and I'll come with you.
All right, bye.
State Book Depository,
this is Alex.
I was calling to see if you had
a few textbooks in, hopefully
used.
Leave me your name and number,
and I can check and call you
right back.
I'm kind of in the
weeds right now.
OK, no worries.
Just let me know
when you're ready.
All right, shoot.
Darlene Collins.
I'm at the Delta
Phi Sigma house.
The number is KL5-5050.
Can you repeat the last
part of that number again?
Sure. It's 5050.
Thank you.
What are you looking for?
It's International Trade
Law, Intellectual Property,
Calculus 301, Linguistics,
and Advanced Accounting.
Advanced Accounting.
We'll call you back as
soon as we have something.
Thanks.
Have a great weekend.
OK, bye-bye.
Yeah, it was kind of weird.
Not like her at all.
Yeah, she left before
the meeting happened.
She's never does that.
No, never.
We should really
see if she's OK.
Yeah, let's go check on her.
Sonia, what's up?
I don't know.
Vibes are off in here.
Well, you can't be homesick
before the semester begins.
House rules.
I'm not homesick.
Place just feels strange.
You're wasting your
time with the bookstore.
I already called.
Everything used is sold out.
Yeah.
But I mean, doesn't matter.
We're kind of all
in the same boat.
It's shitty.
So what do we do?
I don't know.
Get a job?
Maybe we could talk to
Candace and see if they're
hiring down the street.
I just feel like trying
to balance schoolwork
and a job would be too much.
Remember what happened to Donna?
OK, well we're going to go
to Shaker's later tonight
if you want to de-stress.
Yeah.
Probably shouldn't
spend money on drinks
if I can't even afford
my books, though.
No, thanks.
OK, then I'll just never
speak to you again.
Yeah right, until you
need to borrow my car.
Have fun.
Hey.
Hey.
Bradford Building
or Bradford Hall?
I don't think I've
ever heard of it.
Why?
Guy driving around earlier
was looking for it.
He said he's about
to start teaching
law classes this semester.
He probably had it mixed
up with another building.
Maybe.
Or he was probably looking
for A&M.
What did he drive?
Volkswagen Beetle.
Hey, April?
Hi.
Can you unzip me?
Did someone get a
dog for Christmas?
No kidding.
You think I look like Han Solo?
I do.
In fact, I wish Carla told
me that the first time you
asked me out.
And I probably would
have said yes, too.
That was yesterday.
I know.
But life's too short
to make bad decisions.
You know, my hair actually
used to look more like Chewie.
What?
Yeah, but my coach
made me cut my hair
because he said I was getting
sweat on all the other players.
How does he know it was you?
Because when I would do a layup.
Yeah.
It would sound like this.
Do it
again, do it again.
Double whiskey on the rocks.
Thank you.
Right on time.
Saw you come in.
Keep a tab open?
We'll see.
Let me know. Enjoy.
Yeah!
This game is off the hook.
Dynamite.
Woo!
Not a football fan?
Not the Cowboys or
Broncos, that's for sure.
Let me guess.
Not a Dolphins fan.
Too obvious.
You're not someone who wears
things like that honestly.
Oh, really?
I know your type.
You're not guarded, but you're
not an open book either.
Something of an enigma
to the unwashed masses.
I'm a modern woman.
A modern woman who's
an Atlanta Falcons fan.
How did you know?
Accent.
It's slight like
you try to lose it,
but I can still pick up
a syllable or two there.
Which ones?
The oh sound.
You used to pronounce
them downward.
But you spent all four
years of high school
taking theater classes,
trying to sound more
like you're from the Midwest.
Phonetics.
I guess you figured that
I'm a grad student of speech
and communications.
You're correct.
What's your name, smartass?
It's Ted.
How about you?
I'm Nancy.
Sorry to hear the
Pistols broke up, Nancy.
Yeah,
it's a real bummer.
But I'll live.
Are you a music fan?
When it's appropriate.
Yeah, I'm more of a Clash
fan myself over the Pistols.
They comb their hair.
Yeah, baby, yeah!
See?
The unwashed masses agree.
Didn't peg you as a punker, Ted.
I'm not.
When I'm not listening
to Meet the Press,
I keep it on a
classical station.
Calms my nerves.
A little bit of jazz
on the weekends,
if I feel like letting loose.
Hey, it's Saturday.
Exactly.
Thinking of hitting
The Junction later,
if you'd like to tag along.
Oh, I don't tag along.
You don't.
Just said I'm a Clash
fan, stuff like that.
I don't get jazz.
Not really my cup of tea.
What's there not to get?
Complex rhythms, time
changes, actual musicianship.
Not a bunch of gawky
teenagers screaming
at the top of their
lungs over three chords
and a pint about the Queen.
It wasn't an insult, Ted.
Calm down.
We can go someplace else, then.
No, thank you.
I have an early morning.
But I appreciate the company.
You fucking whore.
Bitch.
Excuse me?
Yeah, baby, yeah!
Get me another.
I think you need to
slow it down a bit.
No.
What I need is another.
Cool off, then you
can have another.
How much do I owe you?
$3.50.
Keep the change.
She's a regular.
I keep an eye on my regulars.
Understood?
Fuck me.
Malt liquor.
You cool down yet?
Always was.
You're not going to serve me?
I'm not sure.
As a customer who's not
currently intoxicated,
I believe that's what
you're paid to do.
Stick to yourself.
Scout's honor.
Oh my god, I know.
I would do anything for him.
I just love him so much.
I'll have a drink.
All you can eat, open bar.
Do they ever run out of food?
No girl, it's huge.
They'll never run out.
Maybe they helicopter
the food in if there's
a party or something.
Yeah.
Mayday mayday, we need 10 tons
of shrimp to the SS Shark Bait.
Exactly.
This is awkward.
Yeah.
Does he ever blink?
OK, so drinks.
Yeah.
Perfect.
Chocolate martini,
vodka cranberry.
Yes, extra sweet.
That's it.
Got it.
OK.
And a job application.
No, you're going to
do that tomorrow.
Tonight, you're
going to get drunk.
Ooh, OK.
I hope you're ready.
You know she's crazy.
I know.
He is not letting up, either.
Jesus.
Oh, my god.
I don't know.
So I talked to the bartender.
The hiring manager
is coming tomorrow.
So you can go in then.
Also, just tell them
Brenda sent you.
Thank you.
Look at that.
This is good.
I got you.
Now, we definitely need drinks.
Yeah.
Oh, sorry.
Chocolate martini?
Oh, right here.
Yes. Thank you.
And vodka cran.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Yeah, enjoy.
No.
You have an interview
tomorrow, so I'm going
to help you with that hangover.
Thanks, mom.
I met your mom.
She's pretty cool.
Just saying.
I am really not even
thirsty anymore.
OK.
Yeah.
Let's just--
Yeah, we can go somewhere else.
Want to dance?
What?
I said, want to dance?
Don't you like the song?
It's OK, I guess.
Well, let's go.
Help me.
Can we get some help, please?
Excuse me.
Come on, Fred Astaire.
I've been watching
you all night.
What a rube!
You OK there, grandpa?
You need help walking, too?
Hey, take it easy, fella.
That's it.
Left, right, left, right.
Thank you.
At the tone, please
say your name.
Ted.
Thank you.
At the tone, please
say your name.
It's Ted.
Hello?
Thank you.
At the tone, please
say your name.
My name is Ted.
Answer the phone.
Answer the
fucking phone line!
Fuck!
When the mind is
free, a ghost is closer to me.
And it is just in
time, time to realize.
Now, I'm holding on.
My arms are wrapped around you.
And the spirits are so high.
Can't let this die.
It's not what people say.
It's more what they may do.
'Cause words are often wrong.
Actions can't be undone.
Whoa, whoa.
Relax.
You're not at an
Aerosmith concert.
Sweet emotions.
Wait, wait.
Terrible cover, Lori.
Not as terrible as that
creepy guy's dance moves.
Did you see him?
No.
Shit!
You're going to wake
up the whole house.
Lori can't control her limits.
Or her--
Shh!
Shit, sorry.
Oh, gosh.
And now, I'm awake.
Three fraternity
parties, and your system
will get used to drinking again.
That's no shit.
They spike the booze
at all those things.
You would know.
Shh!
And you look so pretty.
OK, we can do this.
Party pooper.
Stop.
Fuck!
I want my mom.
Ow!
What are you doing?
What
are you doing in here?
What are
you doing in here?
No, no.
Harlan?
What are you--
Did you see that?
Yeah.
What's going on?
I don't know.
I just saw a guy run
down the hallway.
What guy?
We're not even supposed
to have people up here.
I know.
Judy just said that
at the meeting.
I don't have my boyfriend.
Oh my god, oh my god.
Oh my god, Lori.
Lori?
Oh, my god!
Oh my god, call 911!
Call 911!
Oh my god, Lori.
Lori? Lori?
Oh, my god.
Call 911!
Lori.
Police officer attached
to the juvenile division.
I'm on my way to the
local junior high school
to talk to a group
of young people.
That looks innocent
enough, doesn't it?
Lots of young people hitchhike.
Seems like a good way to get
from one place to another.
But sometimes, there
are dangers involved
that never meets the eye.
Let's take the case
of Jimmy Barnes.
Jimmy played baseball
all afternoon,
and he didn't feel
like walking home.
So he decided to thumb a ride.
He'd done it 100 times before.
He didn't think anything
was unusual when a driver--
And he hadn't enjoyed himself
so much in a long time.
Then during lunch, Brown showed
him some pornographic pictures.
Timmy knew he shouldn't
be interested--
But payments were
expected in return.
911, what's your emergency?
He left her for dead!
Oh, god.
A grisly scene tonight
as police arrive
after a student found
fellow sorority sister Karla
Coleman on the
floor in a doorway,
lying in a pool of her
own blood, hardly alive.
That is Karla Coleman
you see behind me,
being ushered into
the ambulance.
It's been told that the
perpetrator entered the Delta
Phi Sigma house
early this morning,
and began to commit
unspeakable--
Ladies, I'm Detective O'Connor.
I'm here to help.
I know this is very
difficult. I need
to ask you not to
talk to each other
until you've been interviewed
by either myself or one
of the other officers, OK?
Have you seen Meredith?
Is she--
I'm sorry.
Can you tell us where
they're taking Karla?
They said you may have seen
the suspect run past you when
you entered the home.
I know this is difficult.
Take a deep breath.
It's OK.
You spoke briefly with Ms. King.
She was hurt pretty bad.
Did she say anything of any
relevance, who attacked her?
Anything?
All she said--
was all she saw was a black
mass.
Norma?
Is it Norma?
Take your time.
Did you see his face?
No.
This doesn't fit his MO at all.
I mean, the killings are not
like his profile in the least.
Hey hey, hold up fellas.
Just a second.
Is this the man?
Do you recognize this man?
Is this the man who did it?
Is this the man
who attacked you?
We have a possible
gunshot wound.
Jesus Christ.
Excuse me detective,
can we get a statement?
A sorority sister has
indicated...
that a single male left
the sorority house,
therefore indicating
there's just one perpetrator.
Do you have any idea--
Fugitive.
He was escaped from
Glenwood Springs, Colorado
this past December.
Made his way East.
He's linked in relation
to several dozen homicides
in the Pacific
Northwest and the South.
His name is Theodore
Robert Bundy.
Ted Bundy.
Theodore Robert Bundy.
That is all.
I'm
telling you all I know.
Are you hearing me?
It's coming through, what I
think I'll be sure to believe.
I'm asking you to listen
up, maybe understand.
It's all I have to give you.
It's my helping hand.
I'm leaving you all
I love that means everything.
It's daring you to shout it out.
Everyone should sing.
Can you hear the
sound of my voice?
Can you hear the
sound of my strumming?
Are you hearing me?
On the morning of
January 15, 1978.
Yes, I do.
And is that man in
the courtroom today?
Yes, he is.
Would you point him
out for us, please?
The advisory sentence
rendered by the jury
does hereby impose the death
penalty upon the defendant
Theodore Robert Bundy.
One of the more bizarre chapters
in recent American criminal
history has come to an end.
The end for Ted Bundy,
a 42-year-old killer
who left a trail of
at least 20 murders
from one end of the
country to the other,
came in the electric chair
of Florida State Prison.
Can you hear
the sound of my voice?
Can you hear the
sound of my strumming?
Can you hear the sound?
I'm singing loud.
Are you hearing me?
Are you hearing me?
Are you hearing me?
Are you hearing me?
Are you hearing me?
Are you hearing me?
Are you hearing me?
Are you hearing me?