Watch Them Come Blood (2024) Movie Script
[eerie music]
[Heavy breathing] [scared sounds]
[groans in pain]
[groans in pain]
Oh God!
[squirts]
Get me out of here! [Screams]
[screaming]
[pounding]
I can't fucking die.
[vehicle passing by] [background noise]
[footsteps running]
Get the fucking cake back over here! Hey!
Get the cake!
Get that cake!
Give them the cake.
Get that fucking cake!
Someone catch them!
Sons of bitches.
[Indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
[Indistinct crosstalk conversations]
Oh shit. Oh my god. God. Oh my...
[screaming]
Go, go, go.
[music playing]
[metal sound]
[music playing]
[Indistinct chatter]
[musician singing]
- Hey, uh, 5 shots please?
- Yeah, can I see your guys' IDs
real quick?
- Yeah, just we have a couple other people.
- They're right behind us.
- I don't have it.
[crosstalk]
[laughter] [Indistinct conversations]
Auggie, what the hell happened to you?
[background music]
[revving sound]
I told you we shouldn't
take my sister's car.
Our sister's
- car.
- Whatever.
- The cab's almost here.
- You've been saying
that for like the last hour and a half.
- I swear I could have
gone to that hoagie spot
and still made it back on time.
You shoulda, would a, you
could a and you shoulda, then
you would a.
I bet I still can go,
come back, and that cab
still won't be here.
- Then leave. It's better than having
you complain in my ear.
- I'm not complaining in your ear.
- Then what are you doing?
- Complaining in your face.
[laughs]
- Leave.
- No, I can't leave. What if the cab comes?
You're gonna leave me.
- Nobody's leaving anybody.
- Go on, Auggie. What's life
without a little risk?
- Look, let's go get the luggage, book
- a hotel room and hang out there.
- Ooh.
Where are you going?
[car door opening]
- Dude, yo, is this it?
- This is it.
Yo, this is it.
What is this?
- This is our tunes. This is us.
- This is your music.
Yeah,
yeah, yeah. We had a band
and we made some songs.
It was
- our band.
- It was our band.
Oh. Why you guys break up anyway?
I don't know. People just
stopped showing up to practice.
And it's a shame because you
never got to see me perform live.
[laughs]
- I've been to all of your shows.
I've been to all your
shows.
- That's right. So what's your excuse?
I need an excuse?
- Yeah.
- Emilio's quite the bandleader.
"And if that goomba
tries any of that rough
stuff, you tell him, I ain't no
"bandleader. She was beautiful."
- Thank you.
What is that?
Another movie reference?
- Jesus, Gwen doesn't watch movies, doesn't
listen to music. What's
wrong with you, Gwen?
Wish I could
- tell you.
- She likes to read.
[phone vibrating]
- Hello?
- Hey. Wanna go on this road trip with me?
Road trip?
Yeah, it's me, you,
Auggie, Pia, and Emilio.
- Oh, no way.
- Come on!
- Why do you want me to go?
- Oh my god,
you always have me climb
up these massive hills just to
prove that I want to hang out with you.
- There's an ulterior
motive.
Okay, yeah. There's
a little bit of an ulterior
motive, but not entirely. Why
can't you just admit the fact
that I want to hang out with you?
- Because you'd rather torture
me than have Pia and Emilio
spend more bonding time together?
- Okay. Yeah, you're right. I don't.
- You're paranoid.
Paranoid
isn't exactly the word I
would use, but... Sure.
So, remember when we
had that huge party at Pia's?
Yeah. Everybody left besides Emilio.
He stayed the night, right? And then they
come in to work the next
morning, and they're in the same
clothes from the night
before. An hour late, huh?
Yeah, we
stayed up all night. Would
you guys mind if I freshen up
before I go?
- Why didn't you do that at Pia's?
I don't know, we lost track
of time. Thank you. Thank you.
- Is that weird?
- Yeah.
- Why?
- I don't know. Do you
think they're sleeping together?
- Nah, there's no way. Pia
would have said something.
- Speaking of relationships, are
you seeing anyone right now?
- No. No, I'm not. But, you know,
in between paintings when I'm
home, I get lonely sometimes.
And it's nice to just lie in
bed with somebody for a while.
- What about... Emilio?
- Emilio? Why, has he said something?
- Did you guys hook up last night?
- No, just watched TV. There was
a Thin Man marathon, so we
watched a bunch of Thin Man movies.
That's it? You guys didn't
like make out or anything? You
just watched drunken
detective movies all night?
I mean,
I have a thing for Mirna Loy, so...
- Flor, I don't want
to be your wing woman.
- You're not my wing woman. I want to
go on this road trip with you
and them. I-I thought we were
friends, aren't we friends?
- We wouldn't even be friends
if we didn't work together.
- Well, logistically speaking, yeah,
but I would have never met
you if I never worked there.
- Worked?
- You're not working there anymore?
Uh... [chuckles]
Flor, I can't have you
taking an entire week off.
You understand? It's Restaurant Week.
Come on, that's the most important week
in the entire year. Fixed and
reduced prices so that people
can sample things on the
menu that they wouldn't normally
be able to. You're supposed to cater
for the common man. Don't you care
about the common man? You
don't? I mean, are you not the
common woman? I mean, do you
not care about your own people?
I mean, listen, you're
important. You're important to this
place. You're important to
this establishment, okay? You
really are.
- I'm glad someone cares about me.
Well,
you know what? I hate to do
this, but I'm gonna have to fire you
- if you don't show up.
- What?
It's just as simple as that.
We've got fucking
reservations up the wazoo.
This is the
only week that my friends
and I are all available. All of us.
Really? The only week? The only
time... Yeah, the only one. They're
never gonna be available again?
- Not all of us at once.
You're
- not available.
- I have to go on this trip.
Wait, wait, before we get carried away,
you actually managed
to get all the, everything
and like mix it all together and all that?
- [Of course, kid.]
I wanted to surprise
you for your birthday.
Thank you. I'm
damn well surprised. Appreciate it.
Well, you're welcome.
I was looking for a more
appropriate time, but you
know what? A more appropriate
time doesn't exist, baby.
- Music is the language of emotion.
- Where'd you read that?
- Darwin, you asshole.
Like, Great.
- Expectations.
- That's Dickens, you idiot.
"That's Dickens,
"you idiot." I know who
Dickinson is. They wrote, um
Dickinson?
- Yeah.
- Dickens.
She wrote, what was
it called? She wrote...
Oh my God, Emily Dickinson is a poet.
Okay, whatever. Here's Gwen
over here. What's movies?
What's music? What's fun? I don't
- understand.
- Don't make fun of her.
- You're a jerk.
- Oh, I
- don't mean to be, but...
- I hate you.
Yeah, well, there's
a line, and it starts over
here, ends 3 blocks that way.
- Wait, did you just do a bump without me?
- No, you just did
- a bump without me.
- I'm very fun.
You totally just did a
bump.
Look up the definition of
fun in the pictionary. You'll
see a picture of me there, having fun.
- You know what, if
you're so fun, you know what I
saw on our way in, up the road?
- Uh-huh.
- A bump?
- A bakery.
- Oh.
- Ooh.
- Some cake?
Cake.
[laughter]
Give it back.
[Indistinct chatter]
[background music playing]
- It's a dead end.
- Go, go, go.
Oh, she's going! Hurry up!
Take this!
- Oh, happy birthday!
- Thanks.
- You know what, let's do another round.
- And cheers!
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Eye contact!
Wait, how are we going
to look at all of them?
We have to like, take turns!
- Yeah. [Crosstalk].
Cheers!
Lock eyes out here. You,
lock eyes. Cheers. This is good,
this is good. Cheers to you.
- Yep, ever so lightly. Without
breaking eye contact, that's fine.
- Can you go wash that off for me?
- Yeah, honestly it's not that
bad. But it's starting to...
- It smells good.
If those chasers
pull up, yeah, I'm a walking crime scene.
- Good for you.
Definitely appropriate for your birthday.
[background noise]
[moaning sounds]
Hey man.
[creepy music]
Hey man, hey, I need some privacy here.
[moaning sounds]
[laughs].
I'm going to use the
restroom. I'll be right back.
Gonna use the boys' room.
Are you okay? Yeah,
it's just, I don't know
about it.
- I do care a lot about Emilio but...
- There's a dude in there masturbating.
- What?
- He's going absolutely buck wild in there.
- So he's just
standing, he's like groaning,
he's like, ugh. What?
He just comes in and I glance at the...
- Shh. [Inaudible].
- Oh my God, he's doing it.
- Is he doing it?
- Yeah. Oh my God. That's so fucked up.
Ew.
- Oh my God.
- He's totally your type.
Wait, we should... Stop.
We have to follow him.
- Yeah, let's follow.
No, no, some on.
[Indistinct conversations]
Okay.
[suspenseful music]
- Shhh.
- Okay, go, go, go.
Are you ready? Let's go to this place.
Okay, go, go, go.
What's going on?
- Hey, did you guys see that?
- What the fuck?
It's just like
a pervert convention.
- It's just so random.
He's getting into cabs and stuff.
I'm gonna go get one.
You going to the same place?
Oh yeah.
- I got one.
- Oh shit, for real? Yeah, I got a
cab.
Come on. Yeah, they told
us to follow the other one.
- So you go follow these people?
- We're just going to follow
- this guy?
- Yeah, why not?
- Alright, go go go.
- Let's go.
- Let's go. Go.
- Okay.
Yeah, we're kind of far, aren't we?
I mean, look, we're in the forest now.
- I'm really digging this.
- I don't see, like, any signs of
- civilization.
- I kind of like the forest.
Trying to be fun
though, right Gwen? [Laughs]
No, I'm having fun.
It's not creepy at all.
Oh really?
Not creepy at all.
Oh, Benificio.
Abby's right there. I know you love Abby.
We should go in. What is it?
- What? Are you bananas?
- Yeah, no, this looks like
a whorehouse.
- I think they're referred to as bordellos.
I mean, look, that guy kinda
looks our age, not that big of a
deal.
That looks like my
dad's friend. [Laughing]
Okay, so we're going in or what?
- I mean, what do we have to lose?
- I don't know.
Let's do it. Come on, let's go.
- Let's just go.
- Let's fucking do it.
Let's
go. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
- I'll do the talking.
- How's it going, guys?
- It's going.
First timers, I see.
- What gave that away?
- We don't usually get groups around here.
And judging by your smile,
certainly gives away the fact
that you're probably not gonna
participate today. But maybe
you guys wanna browse maybe?
Take a gander of what we have
inside?
- Our smiles? What, only dour people go in
there?
No, not exactly, not exactly.
Look, I have participants,
I also have listeners. I mean,
look, I have one coming in
right now. Hey, how's it going?
- Hi, there.
Oh. Do you have
- any hand sanitizer?
- A listener?
Yeah, yeah. You seem
confused. How about I just cut the
middle man, and I'll let
you right in, and you can ask
all the questions you
want to Madame in there.
Every single person
who comes through this
establishment signs a confidentiality
agreement. We serve everyone,
from politicians to housewives.
We don't share any
information. We're very ethical.
Wait,
so you guys are for real
for real? Like you're the real
deal?
No, what the fuck, of
course. What? I don't believe
it. Do you guys believe it?
- Is this legal?
I mean, who cares
- if it's legal or not?
- I like her.
Well, look, we stumbled
upon this place. We were just
following some weird guy we
saw earlier.
Beneficio. Yes. Oh,
I love him. He's mostly
harmless.
I'm not too sure about
that. We caught him going
to town on himself
earlier in a public restroom.
Oh, yes,
he loves to do that. He's
impotent. He thinks by doing that
repeatedly, he'll somehow
excite himself. Somehow. We love
him around here.
- You run one freaky ass place here, ma'am.
God damn right I do. Are
you sure you all don't want to
stay for some drinks on the house?
- I don't know. I don't
think...
Come on. We can get
drinks anywhere. We don't...
- I mean, what else are we going to do?
- Seriously, I just
think we should be a little more skeptical.
- We're not trying
to be rude. I just, I don't
think we really belong here.
Nothing but respect
for your establishment.
Are you hiring?
- Always.
- Well, I'm looking for a job, so.
You can't be serious.
- What are you doing?
- What? I mean it.
- She's kidding.
- Did
you not just hear what she's...
I've been fired from every other
job - Wait, Flor, what
do you do here again?
Just remember
there are only 3 rules to
staying here: Turn the lights off.
You don't pay bills. Don't go
in my room and no smoking,
except for me.
- But why are you being so generous to us?
- It's a slow night and we love company.
- So we do realize
that we can't talk about what
happens here tonight, right?
- We need to scan all your IDs.
- No way.
You already know too
much.
What the fuck does that
mean? Are you threatening
us?
- Not a threat, just standard procedure.
They seem nice
enough.
- See? He gets it. We're zen. We're nice.
And what
happens if we do talk?
[laughing]
IDs. Now, cough them up.
Alright, what are we drinking?
- What do you have?
- Well, a little
bit of this, a little bit of
that. What do you want?
Like 5
espresso martinis.
- 5 espresso martinis. I'll have none of
that. What do you think about a Kamikaze?
- What's a Kamikaze?
- You're about to find out.
- What is it?
I don't know, I'm
gonna improvise a little
bit. A little bit of lime, a little
bit of ginger, you know what
I'm saying, a little bit of vodka.
If you don't mind.
Hey, what's up with
these guys in the hallway?
Don't worry
about them. They're
just listeners. All right.
So they just
listen to the people in the rooms.
- Don't worry about it.
Just drink it up, bottoms up.
What are you all coming here
for? What do you think this
is? A fairy tale Disneyland
night? See, I'll drink it all day.
- I really, I don't want
- to drink anything from here.
- I know.
It's a breeze. I'm
- fine. I'm fine.
- Take the edge off.
What's a bit of drinks?
That's fine. [Crosstalk]
Yeah, you guys have mine. See,
you're welcome. Happy birthday.
Zero peer pressure. [Inaudible]
- Hey, Bill.
- Alright.
- How's it going, man? How are you?
- Happy
to see you. Look at you, feel good.
- Oh, look at you. Oh.
[Indistinct chatter]
- Some drinks
please for my lovely guest over here.
- There's enough room
for... No more of us.
- Aw, look at you. All of you. What
are you like? 16? You're like
a... This one doesn't even smile.
Come on, guys! You're
getting... We're having time. We're
having a good time. Come on,
some drinks, something? No?
Hey?
- Yes.
- What do you do with your guests here?
- My guests?
- Yes.
- You mean after?
- Yes.
I can't just go around giving away
- that type of, you know.
- Information?
Right.
I heard you folks the first time.
I mean, look, there's
a process here. Unless
you'd like to indulge.
- Just cut the shit. I signed your
agreement.
You signed our
agreement. That's fine to get
Just tell me.
In here, but I can't
just... You can take part.
I don't
want to take part in
something I don't understand.
I just
don't know that we should
have let like Flor and Emilio
go off on their own here. Like,
we don't know what's happening
in any of these rooms.
- Cut the act. What's actually happening
here?
What act? This is not an
act. Do you see an act here?
- Yes, I do.
- This is not an act. I'm sorry.
Then what is it?
- This is a place of business.
- How are you doing? How are
- you?
- I'm okay.
- How many times have you done this?
- I've been
here 16 times because I like it.
- 16 times? You know, that's
a good number, you know?
Because I've seen Apocalypse Now
18 times.
[Spanish]
- Yeah, no, it's a bizarre place for sure.
- I just come here
to do my regular thing, you
know what I mean? I'm gonna
do a documentary on this
place right now. Did I tell you
I'm a filmmaker? A coked up
filmmaker, like one of the greats.
Peckinpah, Dennis Hopper,
Fonda. He was on acid, but you
know, you got the picture. I'm
coked out of my fucking mind
right now.
Oh, man. [Laughs] That's an
incredible amount of coke you
got. Where'd you fucking score this?
- Shady James.
Oh my...
Are you serious?
- It's not like Fentanyl, right?
No, I hope
not. We'll see, I guess.
- I guess we're gonna die together.
I guess.
I was thinking, what if I,
you know, participate a little?
I mean, you know what I've
been through, you know I'm just
- trying to get over...
- Stop, Augustine.
I feel like I need to,
I'm trying to get over.
You don't look like you belong here.
- That obvious? [Chuckles]
- Hmm...
But I have heard about
this place. You know, I heard
- an urban legend about it.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
- What if they
actually did that? What if, like...
- What do you think they do?
- So, do you live here or come here a lot?
- A lot.
Why
are you doing this? It's
been 6 months. Auggie.
Ocupo esto.
I need this. I really do.
- Oh, you need this?
- Yes, s.
- Why
- do you need this?
- She left me.
- No, I've been patient.
- She
I've been patient for 6 months.
And you've been so reckless.
Why?
She left with another guy,
a rich guy. This can help.
- And this is gonna help?
- Yes.
- Como?
- Como que como.
This is
what's gonna solve all your problems?
- This will 100% help
- me out.
- Augustine, where are you going?
Augustine, what the
- fuck?
- What brings you here?
Just here because my friends
are here.
Oh, that's cool. I
just, you know, I just got
like a huge inheritance. So
might as well blow it on something
real special you can only do once.
- What do you want for
your birthday?
- Honestly, I have no clue. Really? Yeah.
- I could think of something.
- What do you have in mind?
Okay I think I get why you
are here. Like, you're a little bit
of a downer, a little bit depressed.
- I just feel kind of
out of place here.
- What's their deal? What's your deal?
- My deal?
- Yeah, what's your deal?
Are you talking about us?
- Yeah.
- Wait.
What? You've never
gotten mutually fucked up
with like someone you've
known forever and just kind of felt
like maybe you were on the same page.
- Oh, we just kind of
just came in. Yeah.
- Oh, okay, I see. Like, some of us have
been, like, on the wait list
for a really long time and
you just come in here.
- I know they're being super nice to
- us for some reason.
- Okay, I see.
Hey, how's it going over
- here?
- Fuck off.
Take it easy. This is a place for us to
get to know each other. What
are you drinking? What's your
name?
Why do you want to
know what I'm drinking?
Just trying
to be friendly over here.
- We've never had this conversation
- before.
- You don't remember?
No. Wait, my bad, am I supposed
to? Did we do... [laughs]
- Are you gonna cry about it?
- I'm not gonna
cry. You know, I get here
and I'm trying to have a good
time. I'm on the verge of
fucking jumping off the top of
this building and now I have
to deal with you doing this
- to me? Do you know...
- What's your name?
This happens to me
all the time in the real world
and now it's happening here.
My name's Ray, okay?
- Okay, Ray, I'm gonna be honest with
you. Your problems are not
my problem. I don't need you
coming in here, putting this
on me. I have my own shit to
deal with. I don't fucking
know you. I don't have to be
nice to you and I don't owe you shit.
- How long have we known
each other? Since we were 5?
- Yes, and we've got a full road
trip ahead of us.
- You really would rather fuck a sex worker
than me.
You're obviously clearly
attractive, and I mean,
yes, I'm attractive to you, but
it would be awkward, and it'd
be less complicated if I just
fucked one of them. I never
get to see them again, and
they get paid to do that, so
it's like fucking their job.
- And what are you even doing
here, if that's how you feel?
- What am I doing here? What
do you think I'm doing here?
- I don't fucking know. I don't
know you.
Yeah, well soon nobody's
going to, okay? So...
What the fuck does that mean?
This is a great fucking send-off
for me. I really appreciate your kindness.
- What are you
talking about?
- What do you mean what am I talking about?
- What the fuck are you talking about?
- Do you not know what's
going on here? Are you just
fucking with me again? This
is all, this is my life.
- None of this is real. You know that,
- right?
- It's pretty real.
- No.
- It's about to get real real.
[chuckles]
I don't, fuck, I don't
wanna... Hold up, do you?
Is that you? Do you hear that shit?
- That's not me.
- It sounds like heavy breathing.
- Yo, what the fuck is this?
- Hey man, I'm just listening, man.
- That's all I'm doing.
- What the fuck?
Hey, man, I'm just here,
man. I'm just here.
- You trying to bump? Do you want a bump?
No, I don't participate. I'm
a voyeur. That's what I am
right now. I'm a voyeur.
Voyeur is what I'm doing.
[laughing]
- Fuck.
[music beats] [Indistinct chatter]
- Did he have a good time?
- Go out to the pictures all the time.
You know what I mean?
- But this is not a movie.
Oh, I know.
They don't do it for me anymore.
I come here to relax up here and
close my face.
You're the greatest.
Do you like to dance?
- Stand back.
- Stand back.
[chuckles]
Hey. This whole place is
a scary world. Scary world.
[music playing]
- Hey, hey, hey.
- Hey.
Hey.
I think I'm gonna, I
think I'm gonna do it.
Do what? What
are you doing?
What do you think?
Are you out of your fucking
mind?
No, I'm not. I mean,
it's a bordello, right? It's
what you do.
Is this what you do?
Do you typically go to
bordellos?
No, actually. I've
actually never been with a
sex worker before this. But
I'm thinking, okay, if you're
at the fair, you go on the rides.
- Okay, Emilio, this isn't
your typical bordello. Look
around.- I mean, they don't actually
do what they say they do. It's a shtick.
- Psst, you think
it's a shtick?
Of course it's a
shtick. How could that be
legal if it wasn't? You know
what? I'm gonna do it. I'm
gonna fucking.
- Okay, well I hope your penis works after
all that blow.
Our talent specializes
in a variety of options.
All you do is pick what
you'd like, sign the dotted line,
and we present you with a
matching thespian who will fulfill
your fantasy.
I'm going to just
skip to the brass tacks.
- How would you like to go?
- Like... any fetish?
It's your
final wish.
You know what I'd
really like? I'd like to be
- choked.
- Any specific manner?
I'm cool. I'm open. You know?
Hey, whatever.
Alright, well if you'd
like to skip the procedure,
Abby will escort you to your lair.
[background music playing]
[gasps] [gunshot sound]
[suspenseful music]
- I love this time of day.
- End of the day, beginning of the
- night.
- Yeah.
Most people hate
change. I live for it. You ever
- have dreams?
- No, I've never had dreams.
- Never?
- Of course
I have dreams. [Laughing]
Don't bullshit with
me. I haven't dreamt in
a while actually. I thought
about that the other day.
Yeah.
I think people suppress their
dreams. And they got all these
hopes and wishes and they
just, they sit on it. They let
people run their bullshit on
them. But who they really are
inside.
People let their dreams
be enough for them.
Yeah,
it's like the idea of it is
enough. You can't plan all the
details. Sometimes
things get messy in life.
I mean, that's
life.
Look, some of the best
experiences you and I have
had is when we just let loose
and see what happens. Right?
- Do you know what house that is?
- No.
There's a musician,
and in the height of his
career he just hung himself right
- in there from his cabinet.
- Wow.
- Brutal man.
- Sounds pretty
cowardly to me.
- Do you see yourself growing old?
Yeah, what's
old? What? What, like 90?
Are we talking 125 here? What,
60, is that old to you? I mean...
- I don't think I see myself
- beyond 39.
- That's very specific. Why 39?
Mm-hmm. Maybe 39 and 3 months.
39 and 3 months. Why not
39 and 3 months and 6 days?
I don't
know, it's just what it's always felt.
- We're being ultra specific
here.
I just think that something
like that is more beautiful
than waiting out your last
days as a shriveled up person,
not able to do anything. You
know, they say whenever you
die, your body releases DMand you experience one of the
- most beautiful highs ever.
- Oh, shit.
- Mm-hmm.
- It's the same
thing we experienced when we're born.
- Yeah.
That's what
I want. I want a gruesome death.
Be decapitated by some freak
truck accident. My head rolls
down a hill and lands in some
old baby's porch.
Young lady, you're
trouble. You're trouble.
You knew that.
I knew that when we got
together. You surprise me all the
time.
It pisses me off when some
guy looks at me and thinks
that they know something more
than I do without even knowing
me.
Exactly. I mean, you're
like fucking Marissa Tomei In.
My Cousin Vinnie. You just blow
people out of the water with the
- knowledge that you have.
- That's sweet.
It's very sexy, I'll
tell you. A little emasculating, but...
- Oh, calm down. Oh,
you know what this town needs?
- What does this town need,
- Charlie?
- A Cotton Candy Emporium.
What? A Cotton Candy Emporium?
Really? What?
Yes, a Cotton Candy
Emporium. I don't think
this town has one, and I'm
really craving some cotton candy.
That's how you know I need a
change in my life. The moment
I start craving carnival-like
nourishments, I need to shake
- things up.
- So these are nourishments now?
Come on, man,
you know my parents. They
worked for the circus. And we
were constantly traveling. And
I got to eat whatever I wanted
as a kid. That included
cotton candy for breakfast, corn
dogs for lunch, popcorn. I
think we should open up a Cotton.
Candy Emporium.
Yeah, that won't drive
us up a wall. Jesus.
Come on, we really
could make a killing with it.
It's about
- that time.
- Yeah. Seems that
- way.
- I've been thinking about
what you were saying about...
wanting change, wanting to move on.
- Maybe get out of this town.
- Yeah.
I'm kinda over this gig.
And don't get me wrong, it's a dream gig.
- Yeah, dream gig,
for the most part.
- I mean, it's... We all knew it was gonna
be temporary, right? I
mean, it's been fun and all, but
it's just, I don't know, it's
just not doing it for me, you
know? It's like it's lost its thrill.
- Yeah. No, I-I totally
have been feeling that way too.
- So, what are we gonna do
then?
I think it's time.
For what?
For us to put our notice in.
[laughter]
[doorbell buzzing]
Warren.
Fucking open the door.
Buzz me in.
- I know the this works. Warren, Warren,
Warren.
Fuckin' Jesus fuckin'
Christ, motherfucking shit.
[doorbell buzzing]
- I was out there for like ever.
- Boo hoo.
Don't "boo hoo" me, dude.
We got a fucking plan and
you're always running late.
You
better replenish that goddamn shit.
- I'm not gonna replenish it.
This is your late fee.
- Oh, my lord. I'm just fucking having
my goddamn cereal now. Can
you calm down? Just drink that
shit and relax.
- It's 3:00 in the afternoon.
Yeah, and I just
- woke up.
- That's... what?
I just fucking woke up. I just said
that. I just fucking woke up.
- You knew we were gonna be
doing this. I don't understand
why you slept in. I was on
a fucking job last night.
I didn't get in till noon, so
let me have my moment of
rest. Let me get my nutrients in
to be able to do what we're gonna do later.
- Oh, your nutrients?
You're gonna get nutrients
from fucking Wet and Wild? It's
just wild coming from you
because you have a whole shelf of
- supplements. It's like you...
- Yeah.
I don't understand.
I think, honestly, I think actually
you might be bipolar because
half of your brain is like,
"Oh, supplements will save me
"and I'm gonna be super
healthy." And the other half of your
brain is like, "It's gonna
be great, I'll live off sugar"
"and fucking cigarettes
and drugs." That's wild.
All right.
I don't wanna know, but I'm
gonna ask, why are you wearing
sunglasses?
Oz doesn't like the
dark, I'm sensitive to light.
- What's the problem?
- Oz?
Hey, you guys are the ones that
told him to come on this shit.
- I didn't do that. You know
that was Ida.
- That fuck steak is coming because of Ida?
- Yeah.
- Goddamn it.
- We needed a fourth.
- Oh, my God. You do
- me a favor?
- What?
Join me in the alleyway. I gotta look in
that trash can. Think I dropped
my favorite lighter in there.
Oh my god, if it gets
you out the door, fine.
Just saying, breakfast is optional.
- What?
- Breakfast is optional.
It's not the most important
meal of the day. There is no
most important meal.
- I need my goddamn fucking nutrients.
We've gone over this about
20 goddamn times already. You
still don't fucking leave that fact alone.
- Eat a multivitamin.
Can't remember to take him. I
can't even goddamn wash them
down.
Well, I know somewhere
you could put it, but you don't
have to.
- Oh, look at that. It's a two-fer.
Oh, shit. Ain't
a $2 bill supposed to be unlucky?
- I mean, yeah, back in
the day, they had, like, the
$2 gambling windows, so then
if you were winning but you
were doing it illegally, you'd
get caught with a $2 bill in your pocket.
- You'd be screwed.
Yeah, you'd be fucked,
but I think this is kismet.
You call
- that kismet?
- Yeah.
You're basically putting a fucking curse
on us right now. You're trying
to say we're gonna get caught.
- No, dude. Listen, in the '20s, right?
- Uh-huh.
Right? Whores
were known for doing $2
tricks, prostitution, gambling.
- They share the same bed.
- Yes.
So you're saying that we're
taking a gamble. I'm well aware of that.
- Dude, you're way
too in your head
about this. Just let it go.
I ain't losing
my head about it.
I'm trying to say that
this deuce, Warren,
is a good omen. Okay?
- Took you long enough?
- Don't look at me.
Talk to Wheaties over here.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Fuck you! You just fuck the fuck off.
In pursuit of suspect.
West on all roads.
[sirens ringing]
Shit, shit, shit! Cool
it! Fuck, Jesus, shit.
Chill out!
[Police radio chatter]
[Indistinct radio chatter]
Motherfucker!
[music playing]
[sniffing drugs]
[Background singing by musician]
Oh, sorry. I had too many drinks.
Rough day at work today.
- Where do you work?
[chuckles]
That...
You don't want to know.
I'm gonna use the restroom.
[car alarm beeping]
[car keys jiggling]
Where do you work?
Madame Deena's Brothel.
- I have heard of that place.
- Hi, I've
been hearing a lot about
the brothel you work for. It's
not that it doesn't matter,
I just don't see the point.
Whether or not I stay in a
shitty town, the next place won't
treat me any worse.
- Anywhere you go, you'll just rot, huh?
Either I work for myself,
but that's always a risk, or I
work with a crew and get
fucked over on the split.
- The juice ain't worth the squeeze.
- Not if I can't find a big
- enough lemon.
- I don't miss it.
- Miss what?
- The odd jobs.
The may or may not leave me dead.
- Because what you do now is so
- much more upstanding.
- Pays well.
It's about more than that.
Is it?
If it pays so fucking
good, why are you still
fucking here?
- I could run now. Or I could run away with
- even more money.
- More?
I mean, I can bag a nice client,
always sweet coming across
a big fish. Or I can grab the
bag full of every client's
money, with a little help from
my friends.
- I got something.
- You got something?
- I got a job.
- A job?
I
got a job, and I got a mole.
- You got a mole?
- Well, I got a Warren.
- Is this like the breakfast thing?
- More like a rule of thumb
- thing.
- A fag?
A self-rolled fag. It's like
cooking one's own meal.
You put the time and
dedication into something
like this you can enjoy it,
instant gratification. My mind
goes blank, stuck on the task
at hand, enjoying a damn fine
self-roll fag.
- You know that pouring milk over sugar
- isn't cooking, right?
- My time's limited.
Yeah, well, between
your breakfast and you
trying to kill yourself, I don't
know how you fit anything
else into your busy fucking day.
Uh-uh. See, you missed
the most important part.
Which is?
- The count.
- The count?
- The count.
- What?
There are 20 cigarettes in a pack.
Each pack costs between
$12 and $14. Someone
like him can smoke easily one pack a day.
- Buying loose tobacco
by the ounce is one of the
most cost-efficient ways an addict
can do their shopping.
- It sounds like you think you're gonna
cheat death by being cheap.
- It's not about being cheap,
I'm just saying, by only
say rolling 5 cigarettes a day,
and sticking to only 5 a day,
I can better mitigate my time
of death.
Have you told Harvard
about your findings, because
if not, Yale will be very interested.
- How'd you get to be so
- funny?
- I was born that way.
You want a stage and a microphone
- while you're at it?
- Great.
Death by cigarettes is the least
of his worries.
- I didn't expect you to show up.
[knocking on door]
Ozzy.
[knocking on door continues]
Jesus, fuck.
Oz, Oz, are you in there?
Ozzy.
- Oz, are you in there?
- No.
I'm not in here. This is pre-recorded.
- We got a serious fucking
problem!
- I wanna see your mouth glued to the curb.
- Come on, man.
- I said mouth on
- the fucking curb!
- I didn't know, man.
You shut the
- fuck up.
- I didn't know.
- Mouth, curb.
- You're on the wrong
fucking corner. As a matter
of fact, every corner around
here is the wrong fucking
corner. Every block is pretty
much spoken for. If you're
not pushing my shit, then you
can't be here.
- That's not what I fucking heard.
She'll make
sure to write it down for
you, because you're not going
to be able to speak in the near future.
[punching sounds]
This doesn't confirm shit.
- You're here.
- It is a bar.
Lots of bars in the city, Oz.
Oh, it just happened to
be the closest one to my as
of late booze-less fridge.
- No, we do not have time for the
whole Oz back and forth bullshit right now.
- We don't have
time for the whole Oz
back and forth bullshit.
Oh, you care
about time now,
Mr. Fucking 5-hour breakfast?
This whole
fucking job feels sloppy and
rushed. It's not how I work.
You wouldn't have a job
if Ida hadn't made the call.
She made it for a reason,
because you need me.
Why don't you
calm down, boy?
- Yeah, why don't you keep sucking on that
stick, Warren?
Maybe I will as long
as you come to a fucking
- decision.
- He already has. He's here.
- What'd I say?
- What
did I just say? You are here.
And you're already implicated
if this shit goes bust. You
can try to negotiate with us,
you can try to get out of it,
but you're too late. You are
here. You can play your part,
otherwise, take your chance.
See if you make it to the next bar.
- Asshole.
- Dickhead.
What do we know about
- this place?
- It's a bordello.
- Uh-huh, I got that part.
- Where
suicidal people go to get fucked to death.
- How is that a
gold mine?
We're talking rich
depraved loners, okay? They
have nobody to leave their
money to. Why not blow it all
on one last party? What do they care?
- They can't just donate it
to charity?
- I mean, it is a charity in a way.
Yeah, it's
an amenable public service.
- And it's underground, but not
too deep. People know about
it, but they don't know. Just
the elite and people with
kinks, like getting off on hearing
other people get murdered.
- They're called Listeners.
When
you think about that, that's
a couple grand a pop right
there. We're talking about
several daily perverts coming
in.
And my source says the
madame keeps her earnings in
several hard iron, full proof safe.
- And she's the only one with
- the key.
- Security?
Couple old-timers, it's barely anything.
You don't need a lot of
security when your clientele are
literally consenting to die.
- What if somebody wants to back
out at the last minute?
- Just like I said, you're already
here. It's too late.
- Analog time?
- Warren.
- Yeah?
- God damn it. What would I do.
Without you?
- You fucking look like an idiot.
Oh, I feel so much better now.
Give me my god damn smokes.
She was all fucked up. She
used to hit me with sticks and
lock me in the closet all
the time. Stick her finger up
my butthole just to punish me.
- Fuckin' serious. Come on,
give me my glasses. [Laughs] Oh,
look at that.- You Americans, you're
- obsessed about your childhood.
- Yeah.
Just calm down, okay?
Yeah. [Indistinct
conversations] [laughing]
[car horn]
- Don't fuck up the car.
- Don't fucking throw keys at me, shit
head. I got one eye.
[sighs]
Cool.
You look like a goddamn
Lady Terminator. Let's go.
[laughs]
[door closes] [gunshots]
[screaming]
What the fuck?
[screaming]
[Indistinct shouting] [screaming]
Everybody move.
What the fuck is this?
- Please, please, please.
- Come on.
[screaming]
[Indistinct shouting] -
Get the fuck down. Now.
What do we need to know about this place?
It's a bordello, where
suicidal people go to get fucked
to death.
[moaning loudly]
[loud screams and slashing]
[loud banging]
[moaning and groaning]
[loud groaning and moaning]
[Evil laugh]
That dude is trying way too hard.
- Who?
- Emilio.
- Emilio?
- When does he not?
- Oh, but you're not?
- I don't have to. Things good or
bad just come to me.
- Oh, like, Gwen's cake in your face?
- My cake?
- The cake. The cake.
So a little bit of both.
Look, it got on my face.
Bad? Sure. Was it tasty though?
- 100%.
- Tonto.
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
Don't worry about it.
- Oh yeah, when you're upstairs with
- that psycho.
- As if.
You're not actually doing that, are
- you?
- I am next in line.
- Oh, yeah.
- There's Carmen, then me,
then you in the Bachete sibling line.
- Okay.
Okay, so maybe
you should actually listen
to your older sister for once.
She's
just acting all jealous because
Emilio's rockin' the casbah
- with somebody else.
- Oh please.
I don't think Pia
actually likes Emilio like that.
- I'm just messing with
you. I like him as a friend.
- Some friend you've got there.
Auggie knows my type.
- Everybody knows your type.
- Oh yeah?
What's my type?
- Anyone that you can ba-... [gunshots]
[screaming]
- Shut the fuck up!
- Hold on. Hold on.
- Shut itm bitch.
- Please, please, please!
- How do
you want to go? It's up to
you. It's not my last minutes
on Earth, it's your last minutes
on Earth. So decide. What do you
like doing in your last minutes?
- Yeah, right. Well, I mean,
if you're cool with it, you
can choke me and do me.
If that's
what you want. Would you
like a certain scent on me, or
- candles or incense?
- Music?
- What about it?
- Can we play
some music?
- Yeah, what do you want to listen to?
Something killer. [Laughs]
[choking] [laughing]
No!
[gasping for air]
[Evil laugh]
[door opening]
What the fuck? What the fuck?
Why were you... What the fuck?
- Put your fucking hands up. [Crosstalk].
- It's what you asked for.
No, you're choking
me! Like to make me cum,
not to fucking kill me.
Hey, put your fucking
hands up. Hey, hey, hey.
- Don't point that gun at me!
- Come on! Get the fuck over here!
Come on, let's get outside. Come on.
- What did I just fucking
say? [Gunshot]
What the fuck! What the fuck!
[Indistinct chatter]
Fuck. No. No. No. No. No. Stop. Stop.
- Stop. Fucking shit.
- Get the fuck off me.
- No.
- Get. Now. Move. Move. Move. Up.
- Get up.
- Fuck you.
- Are you gonna fucking shoot me?
- No.
I don't want to, but I
will if I fucking have to.
Fine, fuck,
here we go.
I don't want any trouble,
okay? Just want to get
the fuck out of here, please.
- Fuck! If you don't want trouble,
how the fuck do you explain that?
- That was an accident,
- he did that himself.
- Fuck off.
No, I swear to fuck,
I swear to God, he did that himself.
Listen, I'm assuming you're all here for
the money? The madame,
she's your ticket to paradise. Me
and this guy got nothing to do with it.
- Nothing at all.
Just let us go, we'll slip
out the back door. You already
know everything you need to
know and everything I know.
You want the money? You gotta ask the boss.
Drop it and go that way.
- Down.
- Are you serious? Come on, come on.
No. [Laughs]
Warren? [Laughs]
Warren?
Just hear me out. Simply
put, I just don't think I'm ready.
I mean I want to badly but...
But this isn't your first
time backing out. As a
matter of fact, this is your
third time, and I somehow keep
letting this slide.
- This is the last time you'll see me,
I swear.
How am I supposed to
trust the word of a man who's
already lied to me twice?
- What does that mean?
If you let me go, I'll never
speak of this place to anyone
or about anything that goes on here, ever.
- Here's what you're
going to do. You are going
to go down into the basement.
There's a secret exit out of
the building. You are going
to pay triple what you owe,
as you've already lied to me
3 times now. And if I ever
see you around here, or catch
wind of those pretty lips of
yours blabbing about what we
do here, we're going to
have a problem. Understood?
Yeah,
- right.
- Take him to the basement.
Let's go. Come on. Come on.
- Nobody wants to fucking die these days.
- Where's the
- money?
- Hey!
- Where's the money?
- What?
Where's the money?
The cash? The safe that you
put the money in? Where is it?
It's not here.
The money, you dumb
bitch, you clearly have
it. Where is it?
It's in the basement.
They're here for one thing,
the money. Milo.
- Let's go, open up. Come on!
What are you waiting for?
They want to go down to the basement
- Milo.
- "Hey, daddio..."
- Okay, let's go.
- "I don't want to go!"
- Alright, alright.
- Lead the way!
I'm not fucking going down
there. What, are you going to carry me?
Are you going to move that
fucking thing out of the way?
- [crosstalk]. Let's go!
- Milo here
will escort you downstairs.
- Excuse me, what?
Take them to
the safes.
What's the matter with
him? Why is he being such
a chicken shit?
- I'm just... Let's, let's, come on...
There's a light switch at the
bottom of the stairs. Milo also
knows the combinations to the safe.
- Come on.
[closes the door]
[Background screaming]
What is it?
[chuckles]
Something afoot
tonight. A static in the air.
Go! Fucking move!
Will get us there!
Just wait, okay? Just...
Shut the fuck up! Shut
up! Shut up! Shut up!
What's that
fucking noise?
[heavy breathing]
Don't move.
[dramatic music beats]
- Ida! Ida!
Where the fuck are my people?
Hey! Hey! Where the fuck are
my friends? You fucks know,
where are they? Ida! Fuck you!
You see everything! Where's
the safe? Where's the fucking
shit? Where the fuck are the
keys?
Fuck you! Fuck you! And
how dare you betray me!
Can
we get out of here?
- Hey! Hey! Where are the keys? You're
gonna have to kill me.
- Get the fucking keys! Oh, you think
I'm kidding? This is a fucking
joke? This is fucking funny?
This is normal? No, that's cool.
You know what? Baby, hold this.
[high pitched beats] [gunshot] [screaming]
[crying]
Is it time?
For what?
To put in our notice?
Here's what I'm thinking.
That's kismet. By the looks of things...
- It's a stick up.
- And what's the point of every stick up?
- Half the work is done for us already.
- And we're the other
50%. Well, More like 25%. Oh.
And who's the other quarter?
The one provoked when permitted release.
- You mean The Beast?
- We're about to unlock that basement.
Should we make them play in the dark?
[laughing]
[Indistinct shouting and screaming]
Fuck this whole fucking thing
has gone sideways! I just need
to know where the fucking keys are!
Oh, fuck me.
Fuck.
[heavy breathing]
How much money do you
think she's hiding in this place?
A couple hundred grand
in a cootch somewhere.
- I think we need a bigger portion.
- Of course we do. What
do you think I'm not
coming through with it? That
reminds me of that time in Morocco.
- When did you go to Morocco?
Will you take me to Morocco?
- I'm going to.
- Whoa, what are you doing?
- We shouldn't unlatch it yet.
We're right in the middle of this story.
Put your hands up my dress.
- Are you hot?
- Uh-huh.
- Right now?
- Yeah.
- Like this?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
[moaning]
Hold that axe.
[moaning]
Want me to axe you. Yeah?
- Let's do it, baby.
- Ready
- to go?
- Go to that door.
Hold that stick for me.
It doesn't fucking
matter. There's an exit I'm
gonna get us to. You
have to shut the fuck up,
- Why?
- Shhh.
Why is it fucking dark? Why
the fuck it's so dark? Why can't
we just go out?
Just shh. It's gonna
be fine. He can't see us.
Just shh.
- Who?
- I'm gonna get you. I'm gonna save your life.
Forget the fucking money.
I'm gonna save your life. Just
- shut the fuck up.
- Fuck you.
Shut your fucking mouths.
Okay.
Just let's fuck...
[screaming]
[spooky sounds] [screaming loudly]
[Indistinct shouting]
Quiet. Shut the fuck up!
Shut up! Shut the fuck up! Fuck.
Fuck you! Shut the fuck up! [Inaudible].
[struggling for air]
[high-pitched sound]
[heavy breathing]
The fuck is down...?
[heavy breathing]
What the fuck did I say?
[Indistinct chatter]
What the fuck?
What the fuck, man?
What the fuck is happening?
- Where are you?
- I'm down here!
[moaning sounds]
[background noises] [high-pitched music]
[dramatic beats]
[high gasping]
[moaning and groaning]
No.
[high-pitched music beats]
Wait, wait.
[dramatic music beats]
No.
[crying and sobbing]
What is happening?
We have to go, we
have to go. We have to go.
[screaming]
[Growling sounds]
[Door squeaking open]
[spooky music beats]
[Floor squeaking]
[high-pitched spooky music]
[Growling] [screaming]
No! No! No! No! No! No!
[crying]
No! No! No! No! No! No...
[slashing and groaning sounds]
[high-pitched beats] [screaming loudly]
[groaning in pain]
What the fuck? What the fuck is that?
[Indistinct chatter] [heavy breathing]
[laughing]
[groaning in pain]
Aww. What's wrong?
Are you okay? Do you need help?
We're gonna help you out.
[Intense music]
[screaming and hacking sounds]
- What the fuck was that?
- All we
know is the madame has the money,
the basement has The Beast.
It's the first thing anybody
learns. You don't go into the
basement. If you do, you don't
come out. I've never seen
anything, but I've heard some
pretty gruesome screams late at night.
So sweet.
[Indistinct chatter]
- It's Jon and Charlie.
- Who the fuck are Jon and Charlie?
You don't wanna know.
Shit, man. That was nuts,
man. Goddamn party, man.
[Running and crying]
- No. No! No!
Goddamn man, that shit's
crazy. Goddamn party...
[high-pitched scary beats]
[slashing sound] [gasping and groaning]
[loud banging] [heavy breathing]
[Growling and heavy moaning]
- I mean, how did we find this place?
- Happenstance.
Right.
I mean, completely caught us
by surprise. I mean, it was a total
fluke. We found it right when
we needed it. The exhaustion
was settling in. Being on the
road, day in, day out, suspects
on the way in.
- Suspects, no, we're the real deal, baby.
Oh.
- Fuck have you been?
- Hey, what the fuck?
- We gotta go. Come on.
- Hey, hey,
- where you going?
- They want the money.
I just had
to go get some liquor. We ran
out from the bar and everything's
fine.
- You don't understand what's happening!
What's going on?
It's a stickup! Bonnie
and Alina are in on it!
You haven't
got any shoes on, mate.
You're gonna fucking catch a
cold.
Bonnie and Alina, they have
guns. They want the money.
- No, no.
- Give me your keys.
You're fucking hysterical.
You're not taking my fucking car.
- I'm not hysterical.
- I want to leave.
- Just have a drink, mate.
I don't want a drink!
- All right, fine. Let's go!
- Jesus Christ. [Inaudible].
[loud slashing sound]
Oh.
[groaning sounds]
Oh shit.
Little bastard piece of shit.
What are you all-get the fuck
off of me. What are you doing?
What the fuck? No.
[Indistinct chatter] You sick
motherfucker. Son of a bitch.
You motherfucking ungrateful cunt.
[screaming] No. No. No. No. No.
[loud bang] [groaning in pain]
You motherfucker. [Groaning]
[stabbing sounds]
I didn't pay for this shit. [Shouting]
What the fuck?
[Intense music]
[Growling sounds]
[heavy footseps] [spooky loud music]
[heavy breathing]
[door bursts open]
[high-pitched intense music] [screaming]
[Indistinct shouting and screaming]
No! No! No... [screaming
[loudly]
No, the fuck. [Choking and screaming]
[screaming] [Growling]
No, [screaming in foreign language]
Stop, you fucking animal. No. No.No.
Oh my god.
[screaming] [loud banging]
[music playing on radio]
I guess I kind of get
what you're saying. Because
there's some people in life
who won't put any labor into
achieving their goals, but
somehow stumble upon them, you
know? While other people
will dedicate their entire lives
hacking away at their dreams
and end up with nothing.
Well, explain that to me.
What, is life just utter chaos, no
sense, no meaning at all.
- Does there have to be?
Well, take that gentleman
back in the... Where were we?
- Milwaukee.
- Milwaukee, right.
And I had no inkling that I was
going to ace that fucker. None
at all. I mean, there you and
I were doing our thing. We
were talking, carrying on,
having a grand old time. [Laughs]
You know, and this dude,
he's sitting right next to us with
his dick in his hand, his nose
in a book. He's got not even
the smallest little inkling
of recognition that I'm gonna
boom! Smash him over the head
with my beer bottle. [Laughter]
There's no way in hell
that was pre-determined.
But see, for that guy,
now that was unlucky.
- How about this? If I wanted to,
I could just cut your fucking
throat. Like it's nothing. No
thought at all. What do you think
about that, huh? The randomness
- of that.
- You would kill me, baby?
No fucking hesitation,
baby.
All right. As long as I
get to watch you do it to
me.
You got an affinity for the
mirrors, my little disco queen.
[Intense music]
Would you look at that.
It's clinging on there to life.
Aww, it's kind of cute.
[laughs] Look at that.
What's that?
- You see what they have in their hands?
- Oh.
Let's finish these two, shall we?
Sure.
After you.
[Stabbing sounds]
[heavy breathing]
- Hey.
- Let's do it.
Alright.
[car engine starting]
Pretty fucked alright. Oh, Jesus Christ.
- Like, I don't know.
- Did you see who was
down there? Did you see
what the hell was going on?
Yeah.
- They're leading us.
- They are fucking idiots.
They don't know we're following them.
- How do you know they're
- idiots?
- They're ridiculous.
They planned this whole fucking
heist, right?
- I mean, we could have done that.
We were going
- to do that.
- Wait, were we?
How do you think we were going to
get to greener pastures?
- Well, I think we were put in this
situation to kill these motherfuckers.
I think everybody who comes
across our paths was
meant to die by our hands.
Absolutely.
[sighing]
[Chuckles]
You know when we were in
there and like shit started going
sideways, there was this
moment, right? I was clearing rooms
and the bathroom door popped
open and this girl came out and
she just fucking stood there
and she looked at me and I
remember thinking, "That's
pretty fucking stupid to look at
somebody that is holding a gun
at you and not doing anything."
But like, I felt completely
in control. And then I didn't
shoot them even though they
came out of the room that he was in.
[solemn music]
I hate him.
He's really fucking dumb. He's
stupid and dumb and short-sighted
and jumpy. We would get into
these fucking screaming matches
and I would yell at him so
much until like I couldn't anymore.
'Til there was no more spit left, right?
I love him and his fucking cereal.
You mean loved.
I mean love.
In my way. In my way, Oz.
[loud screeching noise]
[laughs] Maybe give them some space.
[loud banging] [spooky music]
[Gunshots]
"Smile. Though your
heart is breaking, smile.
Though your life we're
taking, smile cause you're dying
"in our hands." [chuckles]
[Indistinct chatter]
[Intense music]
[screaming in pain]
[Indistinct shouting]
Fucker.
[Intense music]
[screaming and crying]
[Gunshots]
[high-pitched beats]
Babe.
- Oh yeah.
- You look great. Come here. You look good.
[laughing]
Is that...
This fucker beat the shit out of me.
[laughing]
- We got the golden ticket...
[laughing]
Do it, baby. Do it.
[Gunshots]
- Boom. [Laughter]
It's just for good measure.
[stabbing sounds]
That's not your knife.
- Oh, no.
- Is that his knife?
Baby. Found it on my travels.
I love you, baby. My God.
There's something so beautiful
about killing a monster with
their own weapon. That's beautiful,
babe. Let's go get some cotton candy.
- Really?
[spooky outro music]
[Heavy breathing] [scared sounds]
[groans in pain]
[groans in pain]
Oh God!
[squirts]
Get me out of here! [Screams]
[screaming]
[pounding]
I can't fucking die.
[vehicle passing by] [background noise]
[footsteps running]
Get the fucking cake back over here! Hey!
Get the cake!
Get that cake!
Give them the cake.
Get that fucking cake!
Someone catch them!
Sons of bitches.
[Indistinct chatter]
[laughter]
[Indistinct crosstalk conversations]
Oh shit. Oh my god. God. Oh my...
[screaming]
Go, go, go.
[music playing]
[metal sound]
[music playing]
[Indistinct chatter]
[musician singing]
- Hey, uh, 5 shots please?
- Yeah, can I see your guys' IDs
real quick?
- Yeah, just we have a couple other people.
- They're right behind us.
- I don't have it.
[crosstalk]
[laughter] [Indistinct conversations]
Auggie, what the hell happened to you?
[background music]
[revving sound]
I told you we shouldn't
take my sister's car.
Our sister's
- car.
- Whatever.
- The cab's almost here.
- You've been saying
that for like the last hour and a half.
- I swear I could have
gone to that hoagie spot
and still made it back on time.
You shoulda, would a, you
could a and you shoulda, then
you would a.
I bet I still can go,
come back, and that cab
still won't be here.
- Then leave. It's better than having
you complain in my ear.
- I'm not complaining in your ear.
- Then what are you doing?
- Complaining in your face.
[laughs]
- Leave.
- No, I can't leave. What if the cab comes?
You're gonna leave me.
- Nobody's leaving anybody.
- Go on, Auggie. What's life
without a little risk?
- Look, let's go get the luggage, book
- a hotel room and hang out there.
- Ooh.
Where are you going?
[car door opening]
- Dude, yo, is this it?
- This is it.
Yo, this is it.
What is this?
- This is our tunes. This is us.
- This is your music.
Yeah,
yeah, yeah. We had a band
and we made some songs.
It was
- our band.
- It was our band.
Oh. Why you guys break up anyway?
I don't know. People just
stopped showing up to practice.
And it's a shame because you
never got to see me perform live.
[laughs]
- I've been to all of your shows.
I've been to all your
shows.
- That's right. So what's your excuse?
I need an excuse?
- Yeah.
- Emilio's quite the bandleader.
"And if that goomba
tries any of that rough
stuff, you tell him, I ain't no
"bandleader. She was beautiful."
- Thank you.
What is that?
Another movie reference?
- Jesus, Gwen doesn't watch movies, doesn't
listen to music. What's
wrong with you, Gwen?
Wish I could
- tell you.
- She likes to read.
[phone vibrating]
- Hello?
- Hey. Wanna go on this road trip with me?
Road trip?
Yeah, it's me, you,
Auggie, Pia, and Emilio.
- Oh, no way.
- Come on!
- Why do you want me to go?
- Oh my god,
you always have me climb
up these massive hills just to
prove that I want to hang out with you.
- There's an ulterior
motive.
Okay, yeah. There's
a little bit of an ulterior
motive, but not entirely. Why
can't you just admit the fact
that I want to hang out with you?
- Because you'd rather torture
me than have Pia and Emilio
spend more bonding time together?
- Okay. Yeah, you're right. I don't.
- You're paranoid.
Paranoid
isn't exactly the word I
would use, but... Sure.
So, remember when we
had that huge party at Pia's?
Yeah. Everybody left besides Emilio.
He stayed the night, right? And then they
come in to work the next
morning, and they're in the same
clothes from the night
before. An hour late, huh?
Yeah, we
stayed up all night. Would
you guys mind if I freshen up
before I go?
- Why didn't you do that at Pia's?
I don't know, we lost track
of time. Thank you. Thank you.
- Is that weird?
- Yeah.
- Why?
- I don't know. Do you
think they're sleeping together?
- Nah, there's no way. Pia
would have said something.
- Speaking of relationships, are
you seeing anyone right now?
- No. No, I'm not. But, you know,
in between paintings when I'm
home, I get lonely sometimes.
And it's nice to just lie in
bed with somebody for a while.
- What about... Emilio?
- Emilio? Why, has he said something?
- Did you guys hook up last night?
- No, just watched TV. There was
a Thin Man marathon, so we
watched a bunch of Thin Man movies.
That's it? You guys didn't
like make out or anything? You
just watched drunken
detective movies all night?
I mean,
I have a thing for Mirna Loy, so...
- Flor, I don't want
to be your wing woman.
- You're not my wing woman. I want to
go on this road trip with you
and them. I-I thought we were
friends, aren't we friends?
- We wouldn't even be friends
if we didn't work together.
- Well, logistically speaking, yeah,
but I would have never met
you if I never worked there.
- Worked?
- You're not working there anymore?
Uh... [chuckles]
Flor, I can't have you
taking an entire week off.
You understand? It's Restaurant Week.
Come on, that's the most important week
in the entire year. Fixed and
reduced prices so that people
can sample things on the
menu that they wouldn't normally
be able to. You're supposed to cater
for the common man. Don't you care
about the common man? You
don't? I mean, are you not the
common woman? I mean, do you
not care about your own people?
I mean, listen, you're
important. You're important to this
place. You're important to
this establishment, okay? You
really are.
- I'm glad someone cares about me.
Well,
you know what? I hate to do
this, but I'm gonna have to fire you
- if you don't show up.
- What?
It's just as simple as that.
We've got fucking
reservations up the wazoo.
This is the
only week that my friends
and I are all available. All of us.
Really? The only week? The only
time... Yeah, the only one. They're
never gonna be available again?
- Not all of us at once.
You're
- not available.
- I have to go on this trip.
Wait, wait, before we get carried away,
you actually managed
to get all the, everything
and like mix it all together and all that?
- [Of course, kid.]
I wanted to surprise
you for your birthday.
Thank you. I'm
damn well surprised. Appreciate it.
Well, you're welcome.
I was looking for a more
appropriate time, but you
know what? A more appropriate
time doesn't exist, baby.
- Music is the language of emotion.
- Where'd you read that?
- Darwin, you asshole.
Like, Great.
- Expectations.
- That's Dickens, you idiot.
"That's Dickens,
"you idiot." I know who
Dickinson is. They wrote, um
Dickinson?
- Yeah.
- Dickens.
She wrote, what was
it called? She wrote...
Oh my God, Emily Dickinson is a poet.
Okay, whatever. Here's Gwen
over here. What's movies?
What's music? What's fun? I don't
- understand.
- Don't make fun of her.
- You're a jerk.
- Oh, I
- don't mean to be, but...
- I hate you.
Yeah, well, there's
a line, and it starts over
here, ends 3 blocks that way.
- Wait, did you just do a bump without me?
- No, you just did
- a bump without me.
- I'm very fun.
You totally just did a
bump.
Look up the definition of
fun in the pictionary. You'll
see a picture of me there, having fun.
- You know what, if
you're so fun, you know what I
saw on our way in, up the road?
- Uh-huh.
- A bump?
- A bakery.
- Oh.
- Ooh.
- Some cake?
Cake.
[laughter]
Give it back.
[Indistinct chatter]
[background music playing]
- It's a dead end.
- Go, go, go.
Oh, she's going! Hurry up!
Take this!
- Oh, happy birthday!
- Thanks.
- You know what, let's do another round.
- And cheers!
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Eye contact!
Wait, how are we going
to look at all of them?
We have to like, take turns!
- Yeah. [Crosstalk].
Cheers!
Lock eyes out here. You,
lock eyes. Cheers. This is good,
this is good. Cheers to you.
- Yep, ever so lightly. Without
breaking eye contact, that's fine.
- Can you go wash that off for me?
- Yeah, honestly it's not that
bad. But it's starting to...
- It smells good.
If those chasers
pull up, yeah, I'm a walking crime scene.
- Good for you.
Definitely appropriate for your birthday.
[background noise]
[moaning sounds]
Hey man.
[creepy music]
Hey man, hey, I need some privacy here.
[moaning sounds]
[laughs].
I'm going to use the
restroom. I'll be right back.
Gonna use the boys' room.
Are you okay? Yeah,
it's just, I don't know
about it.
- I do care a lot about Emilio but...
- There's a dude in there masturbating.
- What?
- He's going absolutely buck wild in there.
- So he's just
standing, he's like groaning,
he's like, ugh. What?
He just comes in and I glance at the...
- Shh. [Inaudible].
- Oh my God, he's doing it.
- Is he doing it?
- Yeah. Oh my God. That's so fucked up.
Ew.
- Oh my God.
- He's totally your type.
Wait, we should... Stop.
We have to follow him.
- Yeah, let's follow.
No, no, some on.
[Indistinct conversations]
Okay.
[suspenseful music]
- Shhh.
- Okay, go, go, go.
Are you ready? Let's go to this place.
Okay, go, go, go.
What's going on?
- Hey, did you guys see that?
- What the fuck?
It's just like
a pervert convention.
- It's just so random.
He's getting into cabs and stuff.
I'm gonna go get one.
You going to the same place?
Oh yeah.
- I got one.
- Oh shit, for real? Yeah, I got a
cab.
Come on. Yeah, they told
us to follow the other one.
- So you go follow these people?
- We're just going to follow
- this guy?
- Yeah, why not?
- Alright, go go go.
- Let's go.
- Let's go. Go.
- Okay.
Yeah, we're kind of far, aren't we?
I mean, look, we're in the forest now.
- I'm really digging this.
- I don't see, like, any signs of
- civilization.
- I kind of like the forest.
Trying to be fun
though, right Gwen? [Laughs]
No, I'm having fun.
It's not creepy at all.
Oh really?
Not creepy at all.
Oh, Benificio.
Abby's right there. I know you love Abby.
We should go in. What is it?
- What? Are you bananas?
- Yeah, no, this looks like
a whorehouse.
- I think they're referred to as bordellos.
I mean, look, that guy kinda
looks our age, not that big of a
deal.
That looks like my
dad's friend. [Laughing]
Okay, so we're going in or what?
- I mean, what do we have to lose?
- I don't know.
Let's do it. Come on, let's go.
- Let's just go.
- Let's fucking do it.
Let's
go. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
- I'll do the talking.
- How's it going, guys?
- It's going.
First timers, I see.
- What gave that away?
- We don't usually get groups around here.
And judging by your smile,
certainly gives away the fact
that you're probably not gonna
participate today. But maybe
you guys wanna browse maybe?
Take a gander of what we have
inside?
- Our smiles? What, only dour people go in
there?
No, not exactly, not exactly.
Look, I have participants,
I also have listeners. I mean,
look, I have one coming in
right now. Hey, how's it going?
- Hi, there.
Oh. Do you have
- any hand sanitizer?
- A listener?
Yeah, yeah. You seem
confused. How about I just cut the
middle man, and I'll let
you right in, and you can ask
all the questions you
want to Madame in there.
Every single person
who comes through this
establishment signs a confidentiality
agreement. We serve everyone,
from politicians to housewives.
We don't share any
information. We're very ethical.
Wait,
so you guys are for real
for real? Like you're the real
deal?
No, what the fuck, of
course. What? I don't believe
it. Do you guys believe it?
- Is this legal?
I mean, who cares
- if it's legal or not?
- I like her.
Well, look, we stumbled
upon this place. We were just
following some weird guy we
saw earlier.
Beneficio. Yes. Oh,
I love him. He's mostly
harmless.
I'm not too sure about
that. We caught him going
to town on himself
earlier in a public restroom.
Oh, yes,
he loves to do that. He's
impotent. He thinks by doing that
repeatedly, he'll somehow
excite himself. Somehow. We love
him around here.
- You run one freaky ass place here, ma'am.
God damn right I do. Are
you sure you all don't want to
stay for some drinks on the house?
- I don't know. I don't
think...
Come on. We can get
drinks anywhere. We don't...
- I mean, what else are we going to do?
- Seriously, I just
think we should be a little more skeptical.
- We're not trying
to be rude. I just, I don't
think we really belong here.
Nothing but respect
for your establishment.
Are you hiring?
- Always.
- Well, I'm looking for a job, so.
You can't be serious.
- What are you doing?
- What? I mean it.
- She's kidding.
- Did
you not just hear what she's...
I've been fired from every other
job - Wait, Flor, what
do you do here again?
Just remember
there are only 3 rules to
staying here: Turn the lights off.
You don't pay bills. Don't go
in my room and no smoking,
except for me.
- But why are you being so generous to us?
- It's a slow night and we love company.
- So we do realize
that we can't talk about what
happens here tonight, right?
- We need to scan all your IDs.
- No way.
You already know too
much.
What the fuck does that
mean? Are you threatening
us?
- Not a threat, just standard procedure.
They seem nice
enough.
- See? He gets it. We're zen. We're nice.
And what
happens if we do talk?
[laughing]
IDs. Now, cough them up.
Alright, what are we drinking?
- What do you have?
- Well, a little
bit of this, a little bit of
that. What do you want?
Like 5
espresso martinis.
- 5 espresso martinis. I'll have none of
that. What do you think about a Kamikaze?
- What's a Kamikaze?
- You're about to find out.
- What is it?
I don't know, I'm
gonna improvise a little
bit. A little bit of lime, a little
bit of ginger, you know what
I'm saying, a little bit of vodka.
If you don't mind.
Hey, what's up with
these guys in the hallway?
Don't worry
about them. They're
just listeners. All right.
So they just
listen to the people in the rooms.
- Don't worry about it.
Just drink it up, bottoms up.
What are you all coming here
for? What do you think this
is? A fairy tale Disneyland
night? See, I'll drink it all day.
- I really, I don't want
- to drink anything from here.
- I know.
It's a breeze. I'm
- fine. I'm fine.
- Take the edge off.
What's a bit of drinks?
That's fine. [Crosstalk]
Yeah, you guys have mine. See,
you're welcome. Happy birthday.
Zero peer pressure. [Inaudible]
- Hey, Bill.
- Alright.
- How's it going, man? How are you?
- Happy
to see you. Look at you, feel good.
- Oh, look at you. Oh.
[Indistinct chatter]
- Some drinks
please for my lovely guest over here.
- There's enough room
for... No more of us.
- Aw, look at you. All of you. What
are you like? 16? You're like
a... This one doesn't even smile.
Come on, guys! You're
getting... We're having time. We're
having a good time. Come on,
some drinks, something? No?
Hey?
- Yes.
- What do you do with your guests here?
- My guests?
- Yes.
- You mean after?
- Yes.
I can't just go around giving away
- that type of, you know.
- Information?
Right.
I heard you folks the first time.
I mean, look, there's
a process here. Unless
you'd like to indulge.
- Just cut the shit. I signed your
agreement.
You signed our
agreement. That's fine to get
Just tell me.
In here, but I can't
just... You can take part.
I don't
want to take part in
something I don't understand.
I just
don't know that we should
have let like Flor and Emilio
go off on their own here. Like,
we don't know what's happening
in any of these rooms.
- Cut the act. What's actually happening
here?
What act? This is not an
act. Do you see an act here?
- Yes, I do.
- This is not an act. I'm sorry.
Then what is it?
- This is a place of business.
- How are you doing? How are
- you?
- I'm okay.
- How many times have you done this?
- I've been
here 16 times because I like it.
- 16 times? You know, that's
a good number, you know?
Because I've seen Apocalypse Now
18 times.
[Spanish]
- Yeah, no, it's a bizarre place for sure.
- I just come here
to do my regular thing, you
know what I mean? I'm gonna
do a documentary on this
place right now. Did I tell you
I'm a filmmaker? A coked up
filmmaker, like one of the greats.
Peckinpah, Dennis Hopper,
Fonda. He was on acid, but you
know, you got the picture. I'm
coked out of my fucking mind
right now.
Oh, man. [Laughs] That's an
incredible amount of coke you
got. Where'd you fucking score this?
- Shady James.
Oh my...
Are you serious?
- It's not like Fentanyl, right?
No, I hope
not. We'll see, I guess.
- I guess we're gonna die together.
I guess.
I was thinking, what if I,
you know, participate a little?
I mean, you know what I've
been through, you know I'm just
- trying to get over...
- Stop, Augustine.
I feel like I need to,
I'm trying to get over.
You don't look like you belong here.
- That obvious? [Chuckles]
- Hmm...
But I have heard about
this place. You know, I heard
- an urban legend about it.
- Oh, really?
- Yeah.
- What if they
actually did that? What if, like...
- What do you think they do?
- So, do you live here or come here a lot?
- A lot.
Why
are you doing this? It's
been 6 months. Auggie.
Ocupo esto.
I need this. I really do.
- Oh, you need this?
- Yes, s.
- Why
- do you need this?
- She left me.
- No, I've been patient.
- She
I've been patient for 6 months.
And you've been so reckless.
Why?
She left with another guy,
a rich guy. This can help.
- And this is gonna help?
- Yes.
- Como?
- Como que como.
This is
what's gonna solve all your problems?
- This will 100% help
- me out.
- Augustine, where are you going?
Augustine, what the
- fuck?
- What brings you here?
Just here because my friends
are here.
Oh, that's cool. I
just, you know, I just got
like a huge inheritance. So
might as well blow it on something
real special you can only do once.
- What do you want for
your birthday?
- Honestly, I have no clue. Really? Yeah.
- I could think of something.
- What do you have in mind?
Okay I think I get why you
are here. Like, you're a little bit
of a downer, a little bit depressed.
- I just feel kind of
out of place here.
- What's their deal? What's your deal?
- My deal?
- Yeah, what's your deal?
Are you talking about us?
- Yeah.
- Wait.
What? You've never
gotten mutually fucked up
with like someone you've
known forever and just kind of felt
like maybe you were on the same page.
- Oh, we just kind of
just came in. Yeah.
- Oh, okay, I see. Like, some of us have
been, like, on the wait list
for a really long time and
you just come in here.
- I know they're being super nice to
- us for some reason.
- Okay, I see.
Hey, how's it going over
- here?
- Fuck off.
Take it easy. This is a place for us to
get to know each other. What
are you drinking? What's your
name?
Why do you want to
know what I'm drinking?
Just trying
to be friendly over here.
- We've never had this conversation
- before.
- You don't remember?
No. Wait, my bad, am I supposed
to? Did we do... [laughs]
- Are you gonna cry about it?
- I'm not gonna
cry. You know, I get here
and I'm trying to have a good
time. I'm on the verge of
fucking jumping off the top of
this building and now I have
to deal with you doing this
- to me? Do you know...
- What's your name?
This happens to me
all the time in the real world
and now it's happening here.
My name's Ray, okay?
- Okay, Ray, I'm gonna be honest with
you. Your problems are not
my problem. I don't need you
coming in here, putting this
on me. I have my own shit to
deal with. I don't fucking
know you. I don't have to be
nice to you and I don't owe you shit.
- How long have we known
each other? Since we were 5?
- Yes, and we've got a full road
trip ahead of us.
- You really would rather fuck a sex worker
than me.
You're obviously clearly
attractive, and I mean,
yes, I'm attractive to you, but
it would be awkward, and it'd
be less complicated if I just
fucked one of them. I never
get to see them again, and
they get paid to do that, so
it's like fucking their job.
- And what are you even doing
here, if that's how you feel?
- What am I doing here? What
do you think I'm doing here?
- I don't fucking know. I don't
know you.
Yeah, well soon nobody's
going to, okay? So...
What the fuck does that mean?
This is a great fucking send-off
for me. I really appreciate your kindness.
- What are you
talking about?
- What do you mean what am I talking about?
- What the fuck are you talking about?
- Do you not know what's
going on here? Are you just
fucking with me again? This
is all, this is my life.
- None of this is real. You know that,
- right?
- It's pretty real.
- No.
- It's about to get real real.
[chuckles]
I don't, fuck, I don't
wanna... Hold up, do you?
Is that you? Do you hear that shit?
- That's not me.
- It sounds like heavy breathing.
- Yo, what the fuck is this?
- Hey man, I'm just listening, man.
- That's all I'm doing.
- What the fuck?
Hey, man, I'm just here,
man. I'm just here.
- You trying to bump? Do you want a bump?
No, I don't participate. I'm
a voyeur. That's what I am
right now. I'm a voyeur.
Voyeur is what I'm doing.
[laughing]
- Fuck.
[music beats] [Indistinct chatter]
- Did he have a good time?
- Go out to the pictures all the time.
You know what I mean?
- But this is not a movie.
Oh, I know.
They don't do it for me anymore.
I come here to relax up here and
close my face.
You're the greatest.
Do you like to dance?
- Stand back.
- Stand back.
[chuckles]
Hey. This whole place is
a scary world. Scary world.
[music playing]
- Hey, hey, hey.
- Hey.
Hey.
I think I'm gonna, I
think I'm gonna do it.
Do what? What
are you doing?
What do you think?
Are you out of your fucking
mind?
No, I'm not. I mean,
it's a bordello, right? It's
what you do.
Is this what you do?
Do you typically go to
bordellos?
No, actually. I've
actually never been with a
sex worker before this. But
I'm thinking, okay, if you're
at the fair, you go on the rides.
- Okay, Emilio, this isn't
your typical bordello. Look
around.- I mean, they don't actually
do what they say they do. It's a shtick.
- Psst, you think
it's a shtick?
Of course it's a
shtick. How could that be
legal if it wasn't? You know
what? I'm gonna do it. I'm
gonna fucking.
- Okay, well I hope your penis works after
all that blow.
Our talent specializes
in a variety of options.
All you do is pick what
you'd like, sign the dotted line,
and we present you with a
matching thespian who will fulfill
your fantasy.
I'm going to just
skip to the brass tacks.
- How would you like to go?
- Like... any fetish?
It's your
final wish.
You know what I'd
really like? I'd like to be
- choked.
- Any specific manner?
I'm cool. I'm open. You know?
Hey, whatever.
Alright, well if you'd
like to skip the procedure,
Abby will escort you to your lair.
[background music playing]
[gasps] [gunshot sound]
[suspenseful music]
- I love this time of day.
- End of the day, beginning of the
- night.
- Yeah.
Most people hate
change. I live for it. You ever
- have dreams?
- No, I've never had dreams.
- Never?
- Of course
I have dreams. [Laughing]
Don't bullshit with
me. I haven't dreamt in
a while actually. I thought
about that the other day.
Yeah.
I think people suppress their
dreams. And they got all these
hopes and wishes and they
just, they sit on it. They let
people run their bullshit on
them. But who they really are
inside.
People let their dreams
be enough for them.
Yeah,
it's like the idea of it is
enough. You can't plan all the
details. Sometimes
things get messy in life.
I mean, that's
life.
Look, some of the best
experiences you and I have
had is when we just let loose
and see what happens. Right?
- Do you know what house that is?
- No.
There's a musician,
and in the height of his
career he just hung himself right
- in there from his cabinet.
- Wow.
- Brutal man.
- Sounds pretty
cowardly to me.
- Do you see yourself growing old?
Yeah, what's
old? What? What, like 90?
Are we talking 125 here? What,
60, is that old to you? I mean...
- I don't think I see myself
- beyond 39.
- That's very specific. Why 39?
Mm-hmm. Maybe 39 and 3 months.
39 and 3 months. Why not
39 and 3 months and 6 days?
I don't
know, it's just what it's always felt.
- We're being ultra specific
here.
I just think that something
like that is more beautiful
than waiting out your last
days as a shriveled up person,
not able to do anything. You
know, they say whenever you
die, your body releases DMand you experience one of the
- most beautiful highs ever.
- Oh, shit.
- Mm-hmm.
- It's the same
thing we experienced when we're born.
- Yeah.
That's what
I want. I want a gruesome death.
Be decapitated by some freak
truck accident. My head rolls
down a hill and lands in some
old baby's porch.
Young lady, you're
trouble. You're trouble.
You knew that.
I knew that when we got
together. You surprise me all the
time.
It pisses me off when some
guy looks at me and thinks
that they know something more
than I do without even knowing
me.
Exactly. I mean, you're
like fucking Marissa Tomei In.
My Cousin Vinnie. You just blow
people out of the water with the
- knowledge that you have.
- That's sweet.
It's very sexy, I'll
tell you. A little emasculating, but...
- Oh, calm down. Oh,
you know what this town needs?
- What does this town need,
- Charlie?
- A Cotton Candy Emporium.
What? A Cotton Candy Emporium?
Really? What?
Yes, a Cotton Candy
Emporium. I don't think
this town has one, and I'm
really craving some cotton candy.
That's how you know I need a
change in my life. The moment
I start craving carnival-like
nourishments, I need to shake
- things up.
- So these are nourishments now?
Come on, man,
you know my parents. They
worked for the circus. And we
were constantly traveling. And
I got to eat whatever I wanted
as a kid. That included
cotton candy for breakfast, corn
dogs for lunch, popcorn. I
think we should open up a Cotton.
Candy Emporium.
Yeah, that won't drive
us up a wall. Jesus.
Come on, we really
could make a killing with it.
It's about
- that time.
- Yeah. Seems that
- way.
- I've been thinking about
what you were saying about...
wanting change, wanting to move on.
- Maybe get out of this town.
- Yeah.
I'm kinda over this gig.
And don't get me wrong, it's a dream gig.
- Yeah, dream gig,
for the most part.
- I mean, it's... We all knew it was gonna
be temporary, right? I
mean, it's been fun and all, but
it's just, I don't know, it's
just not doing it for me, you
know? It's like it's lost its thrill.
- Yeah. No, I-I totally
have been feeling that way too.
- So, what are we gonna do
then?
I think it's time.
For what?
For us to put our notice in.
[laughter]
[doorbell buzzing]
Warren.
Fucking open the door.
Buzz me in.
- I know the this works. Warren, Warren,
Warren.
Fuckin' Jesus fuckin'
Christ, motherfucking shit.
[doorbell buzzing]
- I was out there for like ever.
- Boo hoo.
Don't "boo hoo" me, dude.
We got a fucking plan and
you're always running late.
You
better replenish that goddamn shit.
- I'm not gonna replenish it.
This is your late fee.
- Oh, my lord. I'm just fucking having
my goddamn cereal now. Can
you calm down? Just drink that
shit and relax.
- It's 3:00 in the afternoon.
Yeah, and I just
- woke up.
- That's... what?
I just fucking woke up. I just said
that. I just fucking woke up.
- You knew we were gonna be
doing this. I don't understand
why you slept in. I was on
a fucking job last night.
I didn't get in till noon, so
let me have my moment of
rest. Let me get my nutrients in
to be able to do what we're gonna do later.
- Oh, your nutrients?
You're gonna get nutrients
from fucking Wet and Wild? It's
just wild coming from you
because you have a whole shelf of
- supplements. It's like you...
- Yeah.
I don't understand.
I think, honestly, I think actually
you might be bipolar because
half of your brain is like,
"Oh, supplements will save me
"and I'm gonna be super
healthy." And the other half of your
brain is like, "It's gonna
be great, I'll live off sugar"
"and fucking cigarettes
and drugs." That's wild.
All right.
I don't wanna know, but I'm
gonna ask, why are you wearing
sunglasses?
Oz doesn't like the
dark, I'm sensitive to light.
- What's the problem?
- Oz?
Hey, you guys are the ones that
told him to come on this shit.
- I didn't do that. You know
that was Ida.
- That fuck steak is coming because of Ida?
- Yeah.
- Goddamn it.
- We needed a fourth.
- Oh, my God. You do
- me a favor?
- What?
Join me in the alleyway. I gotta look in
that trash can. Think I dropped
my favorite lighter in there.
Oh my god, if it gets
you out the door, fine.
Just saying, breakfast is optional.
- What?
- Breakfast is optional.
It's not the most important
meal of the day. There is no
most important meal.
- I need my goddamn fucking nutrients.
We've gone over this about
20 goddamn times already. You
still don't fucking leave that fact alone.
- Eat a multivitamin.
Can't remember to take him. I
can't even goddamn wash them
down.
Well, I know somewhere
you could put it, but you don't
have to.
- Oh, look at that. It's a two-fer.
Oh, shit. Ain't
a $2 bill supposed to be unlucky?
- I mean, yeah, back in
the day, they had, like, the
$2 gambling windows, so then
if you were winning but you
were doing it illegally, you'd
get caught with a $2 bill in your pocket.
- You'd be screwed.
Yeah, you'd be fucked,
but I think this is kismet.
You call
- that kismet?
- Yeah.
You're basically putting a fucking curse
on us right now. You're trying
to say we're gonna get caught.
- No, dude. Listen, in the '20s, right?
- Uh-huh.
Right? Whores
were known for doing $2
tricks, prostitution, gambling.
- They share the same bed.
- Yes.
So you're saying that we're
taking a gamble. I'm well aware of that.
- Dude, you're way
too in your head
about this. Just let it go.
I ain't losing
my head about it.
I'm trying to say that
this deuce, Warren,
is a good omen. Okay?
- Took you long enough?
- Don't look at me.
Talk to Wheaties over here.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Fuck you! You just fuck the fuck off.
In pursuit of suspect.
West on all roads.
[sirens ringing]
Shit, shit, shit! Cool
it! Fuck, Jesus, shit.
Chill out!
[Police radio chatter]
[Indistinct radio chatter]
Motherfucker!
[music playing]
[sniffing drugs]
[Background singing by musician]
Oh, sorry. I had too many drinks.
Rough day at work today.
- Where do you work?
[chuckles]
That...
You don't want to know.
I'm gonna use the restroom.
[car alarm beeping]
[car keys jiggling]
Where do you work?
Madame Deena's Brothel.
- I have heard of that place.
- Hi, I've
been hearing a lot about
the brothel you work for. It's
not that it doesn't matter,
I just don't see the point.
Whether or not I stay in a
shitty town, the next place won't
treat me any worse.
- Anywhere you go, you'll just rot, huh?
Either I work for myself,
but that's always a risk, or I
work with a crew and get
fucked over on the split.
- The juice ain't worth the squeeze.
- Not if I can't find a big
- enough lemon.
- I don't miss it.
- Miss what?
- The odd jobs.
The may or may not leave me dead.
- Because what you do now is so
- much more upstanding.
- Pays well.
It's about more than that.
Is it?
If it pays so fucking
good, why are you still
fucking here?
- I could run now. Or I could run away with
- even more money.
- More?
I mean, I can bag a nice client,
always sweet coming across
a big fish. Or I can grab the
bag full of every client's
money, with a little help from
my friends.
- I got something.
- You got something?
- I got a job.
- A job?
I
got a job, and I got a mole.
- You got a mole?
- Well, I got a Warren.
- Is this like the breakfast thing?
- More like a rule of thumb
- thing.
- A fag?
A self-rolled fag. It's like
cooking one's own meal.
You put the time and
dedication into something
like this you can enjoy it,
instant gratification. My mind
goes blank, stuck on the task
at hand, enjoying a damn fine
self-roll fag.
- You know that pouring milk over sugar
- isn't cooking, right?
- My time's limited.
Yeah, well, between
your breakfast and you
trying to kill yourself, I don't
know how you fit anything
else into your busy fucking day.
Uh-uh. See, you missed
the most important part.
Which is?
- The count.
- The count?
- The count.
- What?
There are 20 cigarettes in a pack.
Each pack costs between
$12 and $14. Someone
like him can smoke easily one pack a day.
- Buying loose tobacco
by the ounce is one of the
most cost-efficient ways an addict
can do their shopping.
- It sounds like you think you're gonna
cheat death by being cheap.
- It's not about being cheap,
I'm just saying, by only
say rolling 5 cigarettes a day,
and sticking to only 5 a day,
I can better mitigate my time
of death.
Have you told Harvard
about your findings, because
if not, Yale will be very interested.
- How'd you get to be so
- funny?
- I was born that way.
You want a stage and a microphone
- while you're at it?
- Great.
Death by cigarettes is the least
of his worries.
- I didn't expect you to show up.
[knocking on door]
Ozzy.
[knocking on door continues]
Jesus, fuck.
Oz, Oz, are you in there?
Ozzy.
- Oz, are you in there?
- No.
I'm not in here. This is pre-recorded.
- We got a serious fucking
problem!
- I wanna see your mouth glued to the curb.
- Come on, man.
- I said mouth on
- the fucking curb!
- I didn't know, man.
You shut the
- fuck up.
- I didn't know.
- Mouth, curb.
- You're on the wrong
fucking corner. As a matter
of fact, every corner around
here is the wrong fucking
corner. Every block is pretty
much spoken for. If you're
not pushing my shit, then you
can't be here.
- That's not what I fucking heard.
She'll make
sure to write it down for
you, because you're not going
to be able to speak in the near future.
[punching sounds]
This doesn't confirm shit.
- You're here.
- It is a bar.
Lots of bars in the city, Oz.
Oh, it just happened to
be the closest one to my as
of late booze-less fridge.
- No, we do not have time for the
whole Oz back and forth bullshit right now.
- We don't have
time for the whole Oz
back and forth bullshit.
Oh, you care
about time now,
Mr. Fucking 5-hour breakfast?
This whole
fucking job feels sloppy and
rushed. It's not how I work.
You wouldn't have a job
if Ida hadn't made the call.
She made it for a reason,
because you need me.
Why don't you
calm down, boy?
- Yeah, why don't you keep sucking on that
stick, Warren?
Maybe I will as long
as you come to a fucking
- decision.
- He already has. He's here.
- What'd I say?
- What
did I just say? You are here.
And you're already implicated
if this shit goes bust. You
can try to negotiate with us,
you can try to get out of it,
but you're too late. You are
here. You can play your part,
otherwise, take your chance.
See if you make it to the next bar.
- Asshole.
- Dickhead.
What do we know about
- this place?
- It's a bordello.
- Uh-huh, I got that part.
- Where
suicidal people go to get fucked to death.
- How is that a
gold mine?
We're talking rich
depraved loners, okay? They
have nobody to leave their
money to. Why not blow it all
on one last party? What do they care?
- They can't just donate it
to charity?
- I mean, it is a charity in a way.
Yeah, it's
an amenable public service.
- And it's underground, but not
too deep. People know about
it, but they don't know. Just
the elite and people with
kinks, like getting off on hearing
other people get murdered.
- They're called Listeners.
When
you think about that, that's
a couple grand a pop right
there. We're talking about
several daily perverts coming
in.
And my source says the
madame keeps her earnings in
several hard iron, full proof safe.
- And she's the only one with
- the key.
- Security?
Couple old-timers, it's barely anything.
You don't need a lot of
security when your clientele are
literally consenting to die.
- What if somebody wants to back
out at the last minute?
- Just like I said, you're already
here. It's too late.
- Analog time?
- Warren.
- Yeah?
- God damn it. What would I do.
Without you?
- You fucking look like an idiot.
Oh, I feel so much better now.
Give me my god damn smokes.
She was all fucked up. She
used to hit me with sticks and
lock me in the closet all
the time. Stick her finger up
my butthole just to punish me.
- Fuckin' serious. Come on,
give me my glasses. [Laughs] Oh,
look at that.- You Americans, you're
- obsessed about your childhood.
- Yeah.
Just calm down, okay?
Yeah. [Indistinct
conversations] [laughing]
[car horn]
- Don't fuck up the car.
- Don't fucking throw keys at me, shit
head. I got one eye.
[sighs]
Cool.
You look like a goddamn
Lady Terminator. Let's go.
[laughs]
[door closes] [gunshots]
[screaming]
What the fuck?
[screaming]
[Indistinct shouting] [screaming]
Everybody move.
What the fuck is this?
- Please, please, please.
- Come on.
[screaming]
[Indistinct shouting] -
Get the fuck down. Now.
What do we need to know about this place?
It's a bordello, where
suicidal people go to get fucked
to death.
[moaning loudly]
[loud screams and slashing]
[loud banging]
[moaning and groaning]
[loud groaning and moaning]
[Evil laugh]
That dude is trying way too hard.
- Who?
- Emilio.
- Emilio?
- When does he not?
- Oh, but you're not?
- I don't have to. Things good or
bad just come to me.
- Oh, like, Gwen's cake in your face?
- My cake?
- The cake. The cake.
So a little bit of both.
Look, it got on my face.
Bad? Sure. Was it tasty though?
- 100%.
- Tonto.
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
Don't worry about it.
- Oh yeah, when you're upstairs with
- that psycho.
- As if.
You're not actually doing that, are
- you?
- I am next in line.
- Oh, yeah.
- There's Carmen, then me,
then you in the Bachete sibling line.
- Okay.
Okay, so maybe
you should actually listen
to your older sister for once.
She's
just acting all jealous because
Emilio's rockin' the casbah
- with somebody else.
- Oh please.
I don't think Pia
actually likes Emilio like that.
- I'm just messing with
you. I like him as a friend.
- Some friend you've got there.
Auggie knows my type.
- Everybody knows your type.
- Oh yeah?
What's my type?
- Anyone that you can ba-... [gunshots]
[screaming]
- Shut the fuck up!
- Hold on. Hold on.
- Shut itm bitch.
- Please, please, please!
- How do
you want to go? It's up to
you. It's not my last minutes
on Earth, it's your last minutes
on Earth. So decide. What do you
like doing in your last minutes?
- Yeah, right. Well, I mean,
if you're cool with it, you
can choke me and do me.
If that's
what you want. Would you
like a certain scent on me, or
- candles or incense?
- Music?
- What about it?
- Can we play
some music?
- Yeah, what do you want to listen to?
Something killer. [Laughs]
[choking] [laughing]
No!
[gasping for air]
[Evil laugh]
[door opening]
What the fuck? What the fuck?
Why were you... What the fuck?
- Put your fucking hands up. [Crosstalk].
- It's what you asked for.
No, you're choking
me! Like to make me cum,
not to fucking kill me.
Hey, put your fucking
hands up. Hey, hey, hey.
- Don't point that gun at me!
- Come on! Get the fuck over here!
Come on, let's get outside. Come on.
- What did I just fucking
say? [Gunshot]
What the fuck! What the fuck!
[Indistinct chatter]
Fuck. No. No. No. No. No. Stop. Stop.
- Stop. Fucking shit.
- Get the fuck off me.
- No.
- Get. Now. Move. Move. Move. Up.
- Get up.
- Fuck you.
- Are you gonna fucking shoot me?
- No.
I don't want to, but I
will if I fucking have to.
Fine, fuck,
here we go.
I don't want any trouble,
okay? Just want to get
the fuck out of here, please.
- Fuck! If you don't want trouble,
how the fuck do you explain that?
- That was an accident,
- he did that himself.
- Fuck off.
No, I swear to fuck,
I swear to God, he did that himself.
Listen, I'm assuming you're all here for
the money? The madame,
she's your ticket to paradise. Me
and this guy got nothing to do with it.
- Nothing at all.
Just let us go, we'll slip
out the back door. You already
know everything you need to
know and everything I know.
You want the money? You gotta ask the boss.
Drop it and go that way.
- Down.
- Are you serious? Come on, come on.
No. [Laughs]
Warren? [Laughs]
Warren?
Just hear me out. Simply
put, I just don't think I'm ready.
I mean I want to badly but...
But this isn't your first
time backing out. As a
matter of fact, this is your
third time, and I somehow keep
letting this slide.
- This is the last time you'll see me,
I swear.
How am I supposed to
trust the word of a man who's
already lied to me twice?
- What does that mean?
If you let me go, I'll never
speak of this place to anyone
or about anything that goes on here, ever.
- Here's what you're
going to do. You are going
to go down into the basement.
There's a secret exit out of
the building. You are going
to pay triple what you owe,
as you've already lied to me
3 times now. And if I ever
see you around here, or catch
wind of those pretty lips of
yours blabbing about what we
do here, we're going to
have a problem. Understood?
Yeah,
- right.
- Take him to the basement.
Let's go. Come on. Come on.
- Nobody wants to fucking die these days.
- Where's the
- money?
- Hey!
- Where's the money?
- What?
Where's the money?
The cash? The safe that you
put the money in? Where is it?
It's not here.
The money, you dumb
bitch, you clearly have
it. Where is it?
It's in the basement.
They're here for one thing,
the money. Milo.
- Let's go, open up. Come on!
What are you waiting for?
They want to go down to the basement
- Milo.
- "Hey, daddio..."
- Okay, let's go.
- "I don't want to go!"
- Alright, alright.
- Lead the way!
I'm not fucking going down
there. What, are you going to carry me?
Are you going to move that
fucking thing out of the way?
- [crosstalk]. Let's go!
- Milo here
will escort you downstairs.
- Excuse me, what?
Take them to
the safes.
What's the matter with
him? Why is he being such
a chicken shit?
- I'm just... Let's, let's, come on...
There's a light switch at the
bottom of the stairs. Milo also
knows the combinations to the safe.
- Come on.
[closes the door]
[Background screaming]
What is it?
[chuckles]
Something afoot
tonight. A static in the air.
Go! Fucking move!
Will get us there!
Just wait, okay? Just...
Shut the fuck up! Shut
up! Shut up! Shut up!
What's that
fucking noise?
[heavy breathing]
Don't move.
[dramatic music beats]
- Ida! Ida!
Where the fuck are my people?
Hey! Hey! Where the fuck are
my friends? You fucks know,
where are they? Ida! Fuck you!
You see everything! Where's
the safe? Where's the fucking
shit? Where the fuck are the
keys?
Fuck you! Fuck you! And
how dare you betray me!
Can
we get out of here?
- Hey! Hey! Where are the keys? You're
gonna have to kill me.
- Get the fucking keys! Oh, you think
I'm kidding? This is a fucking
joke? This is fucking funny?
This is normal? No, that's cool.
You know what? Baby, hold this.
[high pitched beats] [gunshot] [screaming]
[crying]
Is it time?
For what?
To put in our notice?
Here's what I'm thinking.
That's kismet. By the looks of things...
- It's a stick up.
- And what's the point of every stick up?
- Half the work is done for us already.
- And we're the other
50%. Well, More like 25%. Oh.
And who's the other quarter?
The one provoked when permitted release.
- You mean The Beast?
- We're about to unlock that basement.
Should we make them play in the dark?
[laughing]
[Indistinct shouting and screaming]
Fuck this whole fucking thing
has gone sideways! I just need
to know where the fucking keys are!
Oh, fuck me.
Fuck.
[heavy breathing]
How much money do you
think she's hiding in this place?
A couple hundred grand
in a cootch somewhere.
- I think we need a bigger portion.
- Of course we do. What
do you think I'm not
coming through with it? That
reminds me of that time in Morocco.
- When did you go to Morocco?
Will you take me to Morocco?
- I'm going to.
- Whoa, what are you doing?
- We shouldn't unlatch it yet.
We're right in the middle of this story.
Put your hands up my dress.
- Are you hot?
- Uh-huh.
- Right now?
- Yeah.
- Like this?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
[moaning]
Hold that axe.
[moaning]
Want me to axe you. Yeah?
- Let's do it, baby.
- Ready
- to go?
- Go to that door.
Hold that stick for me.
It doesn't fucking
matter. There's an exit I'm
gonna get us to. You
have to shut the fuck up,
- Why?
- Shhh.
Why is it fucking dark? Why
the fuck it's so dark? Why can't
we just go out?
Just shh. It's gonna
be fine. He can't see us.
Just shh.
- Who?
- I'm gonna get you. I'm gonna save your life.
Forget the fucking money.
I'm gonna save your life. Just
- shut the fuck up.
- Fuck you.
Shut your fucking mouths.
Okay.
Just let's fuck...
[screaming]
[spooky sounds] [screaming loudly]
[Indistinct shouting]
Quiet. Shut the fuck up!
Shut up! Shut the fuck up! Fuck.
Fuck you! Shut the fuck up! [Inaudible].
[struggling for air]
[high-pitched sound]
[heavy breathing]
The fuck is down...?
[heavy breathing]
What the fuck did I say?
[Indistinct chatter]
What the fuck?
What the fuck, man?
What the fuck is happening?
- Where are you?
- I'm down here!
[moaning sounds]
[background noises] [high-pitched music]
[dramatic beats]
[high gasping]
[moaning and groaning]
No.
[high-pitched music beats]
Wait, wait.
[dramatic music beats]
No.
[crying and sobbing]
What is happening?
We have to go, we
have to go. We have to go.
[screaming]
[Growling sounds]
[Door squeaking open]
[spooky music beats]
[Floor squeaking]
[high-pitched spooky music]
[Growling] [screaming]
No! No! No! No! No! No!
[crying]
No! No! No! No! No! No...
[slashing and groaning sounds]
[high-pitched beats] [screaming loudly]
[groaning in pain]
What the fuck? What the fuck is that?
[Indistinct chatter] [heavy breathing]
[laughing]
[groaning in pain]
Aww. What's wrong?
Are you okay? Do you need help?
We're gonna help you out.
[Intense music]
[screaming and hacking sounds]
- What the fuck was that?
- All we
know is the madame has the money,
the basement has The Beast.
It's the first thing anybody
learns. You don't go into the
basement. If you do, you don't
come out. I've never seen
anything, but I've heard some
pretty gruesome screams late at night.
So sweet.
[Indistinct chatter]
- It's Jon and Charlie.
- Who the fuck are Jon and Charlie?
You don't wanna know.
Shit, man. That was nuts,
man. Goddamn party, man.
[Running and crying]
- No. No! No!
Goddamn man, that shit's
crazy. Goddamn party...
[high-pitched scary beats]
[slashing sound] [gasping and groaning]
[loud banging] [heavy breathing]
[Growling and heavy moaning]
- I mean, how did we find this place?
- Happenstance.
Right.
I mean, completely caught us
by surprise. I mean, it was a total
fluke. We found it right when
we needed it. The exhaustion
was settling in. Being on the
road, day in, day out, suspects
on the way in.
- Suspects, no, we're the real deal, baby.
Oh.
- Fuck have you been?
- Hey, what the fuck?
- We gotta go. Come on.
- Hey, hey,
- where you going?
- They want the money.
I just had
to go get some liquor. We ran
out from the bar and everything's
fine.
- You don't understand what's happening!
What's going on?
It's a stickup! Bonnie
and Alina are in on it!
You haven't
got any shoes on, mate.
You're gonna fucking catch a
cold.
Bonnie and Alina, they have
guns. They want the money.
- No, no.
- Give me your keys.
You're fucking hysterical.
You're not taking my fucking car.
- I'm not hysterical.
- I want to leave.
- Just have a drink, mate.
I don't want a drink!
- All right, fine. Let's go!
- Jesus Christ. [Inaudible].
[loud slashing sound]
Oh.
[groaning sounds]
Oh shit.
Little bastard piece of shit.
What are you all-get the fuck
off of me. What are you doing?
What the fuck? No.
[Indistinct chatter] You sick
motherfucker. Son of a bitch.
You motherfucking ungrateful cunt.
[screaming] No. No. No. No. No.
[loud bang] [groaning in pain]
You motherfucker. [Groaning]
[stabbing sounds]
I didn't pay for this shit. [Shouting]
What the fuck?
[Intense music]
[Growling sounds]
[heavy footseps] [spooky loud music]
[heavy breathing]
[door bursts open]
[high-pitched intense music] [screaming]
[Indistinct shouting and screaming]
No! No! No... [screaming
[loudly]
No, the fuck. [Choking and screaming]
[screaming] [Growling]
No, [screaming in foreign language]
Stop, you fucking animal. No. No.No.
Oh my god.
[screaming] [loud banging]
[music playing on radio]
I guess I kind of get
what you're saying. Because
there's some people in life
who won't put any labor into
achieving their goals, but
somehow stumble upon them, you
know? While other people
will dedicate their entire lives
hacking away at their dreams
and end up with nothing.
Well, explain that to me.
What, is life just utter chaos, no
sense, no meaning at all.
- Does there have to be?
Well, take that gentleman
back in the... Where were we?
- Milwaukee.
- Milwaukee, right.
And I had no inkling that I was
going to ace that fucker. None
at all. I mean, there you and
I were doing our thing. We
were talking, carrying on,
having a grand old time. [Laughs]
You know, and this dude,
he's sitting right next to us with
his dick in his hand, his nose
in a book. He's got not even
the smallest little inkling
of recognition that I'm gonna
boom! Smash him over the head
with my beer bottle. [Laughter]
There's no way in hell
that was pre-determined.
But see, for that guy,
now that was unlucky.
- How about this? If I wanted to,
I could just cut your fucking
throat. Like it's nothing. No
thought at all. What do you think
about that, huh? The randomness
- of that.
- You would kill me, baby?
No fucking hesitation,
baby.
All right. As long as I
get to watch you do it to
me.
You got an affinity for the
mirrors, my little disco queen.
[Intense music]
Would you look at that.
It's clinging on there to life.
Aww, it's kind of cute.
[laughs] Look at that.
What's that?
- You see what they have in their hands?
- Oh.
Let's finish these two, shall we?
Sure.
After you.
[Stabbing sounds]
[heavy breathing]
- Hey.
- Let's do it.
Alright.
[car engine starting]
Pretty fucked alright. Oh, Jesus Christ.
- Like, I don't know.
- Did you see who was
down there? Did you see
what the hell was going on?
Yeah.
- They're leading us.
- They are fucking idiots.
They don't know we're following them.
- How do you know they're
- idiots?
- They're ridiculous.
They planned this whole fucking
heist, right?
- I mean, we could have done that.
We were going
- to do that.
- Wait, were we?
How do you think we were going to
get to greener pastures?
- Well, I think we were put in this
situation to kill these motherfuckers.
I think everybody who comes
across our paths was
meant to die by our hands.
Absolutely.
[sighing]
[Chuckles]
You know when we were in
there and like shit started going
sideways, there was this
moment, right? I was clearing rooms
and the bathroom door popped
open and this girl came out and
she just fucking stood there
and she looked at me and I
remember thinking, "That's
pretty fucking stupid to look at
somebody that is holding a gun
at you and not doing anything."
But like, I felt completely
in control. And then I didn't
shoot them even though they
came out of the room that he was in.
[solemn music]
I hate him.
He's really fucking dumb. He's
stupid and dumb and short-sighted
and jumpy. We would get into
these fucking screaming matches
and I would yell at him so
much until like I couldn't anymore.
'Til there was no more spit left, right?
I love him and his fucking cereal.
You mean loved.
I mean love.
In my way. In my way, Oz.
[loud screeching noise]
[laughs] Maybe give them some space.
[loud banging] [spooky music]
[Gunshots]
"Smile. Though your
heart is breaking, smile.
Though your life we're
taking, smile cause you're dying
"in our hands." [chuckles]
[Indistinct chatter]
[Intense music]
[screaming in pain]
[Indistinct shouting]
Fucker.
[Intense music]
[screaming and crying]
[Gunshots]
[high-pitched beats]
Babe.
- Oh yeah.
- You look great. Come here. You look good.
[laughing]
Is that...
This fucker beat the shit out of me.
[laughing]
- We got the golden ticket...
[laughing]
Do it, baby. Do it.
[Gunshots]
- Boom. [Laughter]
It's just for good measure.
[stabbing sounds]
That's not your knife.
- Oh, no.
- Is that his knife?
Baby. Found it on my travels.
I love you, baby. My God.
There's something so beautiful
about killing a monster with
their own weapon. That's beautiful,
babe. Let's go get some cotton candy.
- Really?
[spooky outro music]