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[humming music continues]
[groans]
[Tom yells] Fuck!
♪ This old guy ♪
♪ Came down from the sky ♪
♪ Pray for me baby ♪
♪ I'm Jesus Christ ♪
♪ Where'd you buy them Old burger's or chicken ♪
♪ Where you get a stack of ♪
♪ Chicken and Christ ♪
♪ Why don't you give them some chicken ♪
[Rudy] Heard about your mother bro.
Sorry for your loss man.
Thanks.
She just laid there.
Days alone until anybody found her.
Jesus!
The fucking dog got at her.
What!
The fucking dog ate half her face off.
Jesus Christ!
Little Rally?
Uh-hmm.
Jesus!
After all the fucking money she put in that thing.
Fucking shame.
Rally?
I mean, I meant her face. But both, yeah!
Hey how's the dog?
Who gives a fuck about the dog?
Hey bro, hey!
Hey, all God's creatures right.
Fucking lucky they got to that dog,
before it ate the other half of her face.
Could've killed him.
That shit's not good for a fucking dog bro.
She was s good mom Rudy.
Come on man, she's about as,
nurturing as a bag of broken glass.
My fucking mother just died Rudy!
Ok, ok I'm sorry, you're right.
Goodbye Gwen.
Auf Wiedersehen.
You'll be missed.
It's ten too bro.
So,
is your sister gonna come home for the funeral?
What you asking about her for?
What?
She was her mother too.
No she's not coming home.
Hmm.
You know Rudy,
there's kind of a rumor.
Rumor?
Yeah, just a rumor I guess.
Ok.
About you.
Yeah!
Seeing her.
What your mother?
Fuck you, my sister!
[Rudy laughing] Seriously!
Shut up it's not funny.
You're like a 100 years older than her.
Hey please fuck off!
[Tom] Clean slate Rudy.
What!
I'm just saying.
What, did I fuck your sister?
You know what. Fuck off!
You know what, I heard a rumor,
that you fucked your sister!
Rudy I'm asking you, did you fuck my sister?
-[Rudy] No! I didn't, happy? -[Tom] Didn't what?
You now, I got.
I got more respect for myself,
than the need to tag your sister, ok.
Rudy look at me.
Look I did not,
fuck, fucking fatty pants!
I even heard you made a crack about it?
-From who? -I heard it.
Oh yeah well,
I heard,
that you,
fucked your sister!
So fuck you!
[Tom] Rudy!
-What! -[Tom] Rudy.
Rudy!
Did you, or did you not look at me!
Did you, or did you not fuck my sister?
-Once ok so what. -[Tom] Once.
Once, I had to answer you, once!
Alright twice.
Like half a dozen times,
or maybe more than that, I don't know.
Come on man, it was at,
remember when she lost all that weight from the Atkins,
or Weightwatchers or whatever it was.
You know what, it was one moment,
in your sisters life, for like ten minutes,
where she was like kind of hot.
And to be honest I thought it would be rude of me not to,
give her something to celebrate that.
[Tom] Where?
Where, come on who cares where.
Where?
-Come on. -[Tom] Where?
Oh, fuck you!
Generally for the most part in her vagina.
Man not,
No man, not where,
I mean the location, where at?
Oh! Oh!
Here. Back seat.
In your car.
[Rudy] I mean look, I was,
engaged to Amanda,
we're planning a wedding, I wasn't gonna,
I mean what do you want me to do.
[Rudy] Hey, you wanted to know.
Ok.
I'm glad you told me.
Really?
[Tom] Yeah.
Really, Tom listen.
Somebody tells me,
that they fucked my kin in the back seat of the car,
guess what bro,
I don't wanna know but,
hey, hey you wanna know alright.
And I think I know why.
[Tom] Why?
-I'm just saying bro. -[Tom] Just saying what?
I'm just saying,
that you're not the only person to hear rumors.
I'm fucking warning you Rudy, What rumor?
Ok! Well if we're being all honest and shit, I heard,
that you got black out drunk with Dominic.
[Tom] Dominic!
[Rudy] And he said.
[Tom] Who the fucking guy man!
-[Rudy] When you were young. -[Tom] Fucking Dominic!
[Rudy] Your sister used to sneak into your room,
and suck you off.
Fucking asshole!
To completion.
And look, I'm not judging you for it bro, I'm not.
Look,
You were a guy, she was a girl,
coming onto your room, especially at that age,
I mean what are you going to do, human nature.
Look, if it was me bro,
and I had a sister and she did that,
please, I'd probably have six retarded children,
running around right now.
I was just a kid, I mean what the fuck did I know,
I could barely not get a hard on.
There she was sneaking into my room and shit,
[Rudy] Jesus!
I mean it's my fucking room man, can you believe that.
That really fucked me up to, I had to go see a therapist.
Really! What did the therapist say?
Did you penetrate!
What the...
Am I to ask some shit about their sister man!
Hell no, that's the truth.
[Rudy laughing]
Come on man!
Fucking penetrate!
[Rudy] That's kind of funny man.
[Tom] Was not, was not, was not!
[Rudy] Hey, did you penetrate,
your sister.
[Rudy moans]
[Tom laughing]
Penetrate!
Fucking therapy!
She even said,
she doesn't think I've ever,
been properly loved either.
Jesus Christ!
Wow Tom.
It's fucked up.
You know, I don't think I ever have.
[Rudy] Can I be honest with you?
I don't think you have either.
It's four o'clock bro, you should go.
[Tom sighs]
[Rudy] Shake it off.
Promise you won't tell no one?
It's in the vault bro.
How'd I look?
Top Gun cool bro.
[jazz music]
[doorbell rings]
[Tom] Hey.
[Barry] I gotta search you.
[Tom] How you been Barry?
[Barry] Very good Tom.
♪ Won't you give this Cock a holly looking ♪
♪ Chicken and Christ ♪
♪ Won't you give Him some chicken ♪
Just a minute.
What the fuck, Barry.
[Tom yells]
Fuck man!
What the fuck Barry!
Just orders son.
[Tom] Fuck you!
-[Barry] Ok Tom. -[Tom] Shit!
What the fuck Tom!
[humming music]
[humming music continues]
[train track noises]
Surely it's a simple fucking job Tom?
You know you go in, you wave your guns around,
you take the money, you leave no one gets hurt.
Generally.
[Tom] Myster sir, there's a situation.
[Myster] Situation?
What fucking situation?
[Tom] They drew their guns first.
[Myster] No, no! [Tom] Yes, they did!
[Myster] You're covering for them, no they didn't.
You know full well there are no guns allowed,
in any of the rooms that Peaches is running.
It's the main reason,
we went in there in the first fucking place!
You know it, I know it, everyone fucking knows it.
It's the much Bali Hood rules,
of Peaches.
No, it was Rudy,
[Tom] No it wasn't.
[Myster] It was fucking Rudy!
Rudy!
Outlines this cape with a bean.
Nothing but,
golden fucking hues.
And to be honest, Mia Copa,
something was nagging at me right from the start.
Cos I'm thinking, these guys are diggers.
That's what they do, they did holes.
I need a hole dug, they can dig it.
Put a body in the hole.
Maybe!
Want a hole, yes.
That they can do.
Rudy's the,
caper, he's like a caper.
A real life fucking caper.
Well!
The guys got ambition,
I can applaud that.
But Tom,
you sat right there.
You sat right there next to him.
How's your stomach?
Fucking hurts.
Barry hits hard.
You know Barry,
he used to be,
really like this,
MMA guy,
you know.
Ever seen any of those fights on ESPN?
You gotta be fucking nuts.
Should have been easy money, Tom.
And isn't the first fucking time with this Rudy either.
[Myster sighs]
And now I've got this,
big fucking problem because of the way it went down.
So, I'm thinking and I ask myself,
why am I sitting here tossing and turning,
when I know what's,
gotta get done,
is gonna get done!
And Tommy, is gonna fix it.
I'll fix it, I'll talk to him.
Talk to him? Tommy,
you're horrible,
this has gone way beyond the sit down.
You have to clean up this whole fucking mess
Someone has to go under the buss on this one.
How'd it go?
He's pissed!
[Rudy] Fuck him, hey what's it matter?
Fucking Barry hoofed me in the stomach.
[Rudy] Barry?
[Tom] Yes Barry, he's MMA as it turns out.
[Rudy] Fuck, that guy's MMA!
[Rudy] You know, they gotta declare that shit.
[Tom] What do you mean, declare?
[Rudy] Before they get into a fight with you, they gotta say,
hey man these hands can kill.
Suppose to declare that shit.
[Tom] He didn't fucking mention it.
[Rudy] He's a dick.
[Rudy] Where your shades bro?
[casual music]
Yoh.
Boom, I'm a beast what!
Shit from Montreal.
Myster wants him moved, so we gotta dig him up.
When?
Tomorrow.
Come on man, you know I don't wanna do that.
Kid's been in the ground for what, two years.
Rudy it's not my decision.
Besides,
I got an audition tomorrow bro, can't go.
It's not my decision.
-[Tom] What audition? -[Rudy] Pilot bro.
Pilot?
[Rudy] It's fucking pilot season.
It's a TV show bro.
You go in front of these guys, you show them what you got.
You get a little face time with them,
[Rudy] Trying to build a fucking career bro.
-[Tom] What time? -[Rudy] Ten.
Fine, then after that.
[Rudy] Bro, it's going to be like,
a million degrees before we even get started.
Fuck Rudy, do you wanna tell him no then be my guest!
Fuck him man.
Yoh, you're week bro!
Like mentally,
and it's starting to aggravate me.
Because like,
we're not on retainer bro!
We're independent contractors.
You gotta stand up to these guys.
Tell them to go fuck themselves.
That's your problem bro,
and also,
what you put out to the universe, it comes back to you.
And right now,
you're putting out shit bro.
Total shit!
[upbeat humming music]
[Rudy] What up Top Gun!
[upbeat humming music]
[Rudy] We really gonna drive to the middle of the desert,
and dig a hole in weather this fucking hot?
Seriously!
♪ Summer rain won't You come to me ♪
♪ This man needs A sample feed ♪
♪ Wash over me ♪
♪ I swear I aint a criminal ♪
♪ Just a man who Needs a miracle ♪
♪ Swing low for me ♪
♪ Cos I've been bad ♪
♪ And I live to tell ♪
♪ And I aint going back ♪
♪ No I aint going back ♪
♪ The devil's gonna chase me ♪
♪ Cos I aint going quietly ♪
♪ Gonna tire him out ♪
♪ Gonna run him out ♪
[Rudy] This is it, I'm gonna roll this shit.
♪ Hear the train coming ♪
♪ I have to make It to the station ♪
♪ It's my ticket home ♪
♪ I wanna go where The neighbors go ♪
♪ Bless the deck And rest the soul ♪
Hey let's not do this today!
How about another time?
[Rudy] What?
[Tom] Let's not do this today!
[Rudy] Fuck yeah! That's what I'm talking about.
It's to fucking late!
[upbeat humming music continues]
♪ Summer rain won't You come to me ♪
♪ This man needs Your sympathy ♪
♪ And wash over me ♪
♪ Wash over me ♪
[Myster] Stalling the stage.
Fucking loyalty to this guy Tom!
This was suppose to be your retirement.
You said you were gonna go away.
Find a beach.
Become a bar tender and stop digging.
[Tom] Open a bar, I never said I was gonna be a bar tender.
Look I get it, you're young.
You don't need these headaches,
start again.
That's what you said.
Now look at you.
-[Tom] Mr. Myster. -[Myster] Because of Rudy!
You look like a chump,
because he fucked up your dream!
And you know what, dreams matter!
Cos dreams are all we got!
No,
You're gonna do Rudy P fuck up.
And you're gonna walk away,
free.
Never hear from us again.
That's the friends and family offer Tom.
Come on, man!
You're gonna come around to this Tom,
you know it!
You both fucked up,
but it was his caper and his responsibility!
Fuck!
Remember,
the hole you dug for us, the kid from Montreal?
Yeah, in the desert.
That's the one.
You gotta tell Rudy,
you have to get the body outta there.
They're putting in a wind farm,
you don't want it found,
renewable energy, bla, bla, bla.
That was two years ago.
You're not gonna touch the fucking body Tom.
You gotta dig a hole,
like you usually do,
then you gotta pop the fucker,
and burry him in the ground,
with a mouthy kid from Montreal.
That's it!
Call it poetic, no?
[Myster] Having the fucker dig his own grave.
Oh! One last thing.
I'm gonna need proof.
Hallmarks on my career have been,
caution, certainty.
I will need verification of deed done.
His hands.
What?
Bring me his hands. Cut off his hands,
bring them to me, then I'll know for sure.
Come on Myster, I can't do that, he's my friend.
Don't be a bitch Tom.
I could've asked for his head you know.
Or his dick.
Can you imagine cutting off his dick.
Although,
some guys actually prefer the dick thing,
don't ask me why.
Though for you, his hands.
You bring me his hands,
and I'll know he's dead.
[Myster] Got it!
-[Tom] Can I get a ride home? -[Myster] No!
[casual music]
[Rudy] Here you go Top Gun.
♪ I never will Forget the day I ♪
♪ If I go ♪
♪ If you know ♪
♪ Anywhere ♪
♪ I never thought I ♪
♪ I've got the whole ♪
♪ I'm going to wait for ♪
♪ The rain ♪
♪ While we've been ♪
♪ Financial embarrassment ♪
[Tom] Need some help?
[Gabriella] Yes.
[Tom] It's flat.
[Gabriella] Yes!
[Tom] I can help you with that, I can change it for you.
[Gabriella] Yeah?
[Tom] Yeah if you got any spares.
[Gabriella] Yeah, here.
-[Tom] At the back. -[Gabriella] Yeah.
Thank you so much,
for,
your help.
You're welcome.
My name is Gabriella.
I'm Tom.
Nice to meet you Gabriella.
Nice to meet you.
[cell phone ringing]
[Gabriella] Hello.
[speaking Spanish]
[Tom] All done.
[Gabriella] Gracias.
[Tom] You're welcome.
I can give you money?
No it's fine.
I can give you money, really.
[Tom] It's, ok.
No money.
Ok.
Thank you.
How about you just,
let me buy you a coffee from across the street instead?
Hmm.
Ok.
[Gabriella] One second.
[Tom] So where you from?
[Gabriella] Guatemala.
I'm from Los Angeles.
You've ever been?
I have, yes.
Many times.
So, you're married?
No.
No more.
I also daughter.
[Tom] Here?
I show.
[Tom] Ok.
Christina.
She's beautiful
She looks just like you.
Gracias.
So where is her father at?
He die.
I'm sorry.
He's in Guatemala.
So he's in Guatemala?
Yes.
So he's,
dead or,
he's in Guatemala.
Yes, he's dead,
in Guatemala.
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
What's that?
Oh!
It's from my church.
Maybe you can come sometime?
It'll be good.
Ok.
[casual instrumental music]
[suspenseful music]
[Tom sighs]
Fuck no.
[dangerous music]
[Rudy] Yoh, close that door bro.
[Tom] Rudy, we gotta get this done. Get up!
[Rudy] Tommy! Close those fucking blinds.
Come on, what the fuck bro!
[Tom] No get up we gotta do this now, come on!
Come on man, put some fucking cloths on.
Yoh, come on man.
Fucking Green Peace aint dropping fucking windmills,
today bro.
Shit!
Yoh!
[Rudy] Look bro, you're in a rut that's all I'm saying.
It happens to everybody, it's not a big deal.
It's not like I'm gonna do this shit forever anyways either.
Wait. You're talking about the bar tending thing in Mexico?
Not fucking bar tending,
what's with this bar tender bullshit!
I'm gonna open a bar,
my own fucking bar, you retarded!
Alright fine, fine man.
I don't mean to shit all over your rosy colored,
outlook bro but,
I just, I don't see it happening.
What!
Will totally happen, you're wrong.
I'm not saying,
that I think you couldn't open a bar,
look I'm your biggest fan here bro, I think you could.
But I don't think you will.
You wanna know why?
Because you don't think you will bro.
Because you,
you don't believe in you bro.
And in today's business climate you gotta,
be fucking leave bro.
I mean, I believe in you, but you don't!
You,
don't believe,
in you bro!
And there it is, boom!
Tough love, drop!
How much money you got saved up? Hmm?
I got a nest egg.
Let me tell you something, you aint ever gonna find that shit.
Cos you're likely to come into my place,
accidently shoot my fucking cat trying to nick it.
Whoa hold on, hold on! Stop, stop, stop, stop!
Your what?
Your fucking cat bro!
What the fuck do you have a fucking cat for bro?
Don't disrespect my cat bro.
She's fucking cute.
This is exactly what I'm fucking talking about!
What the fuck do you have a fucking cat for bro?
For company, that's why.
Hey man, get a fucking woman man!
You, ey, ey!
You understand that pussy, and pussy cat,
are two different things, right bro?
I like cats!
You are not fucking Opera Winfrey bro!
Fuck! Jesus, you're fucking better than this.
Get a fucking dog or something!
Where the fuck are these people?
[Rudy] Hey! I'm fucking hungry!
[Tom] How did you ever get into acting in the first place?
How did I get to dig up corpses in the middle,
of the desert in the first place,
that's the fucking question.
[Tom] You know what I mean.
[Rudy] I tell you man,
the second I get a TV series,
I won't be digging up Myster's fucking Canadians,
that's for sure. That's the one thing I will not be doing.
Your fucking up any jobs,
got us both digging up fucking Canadians huh!
Hey, the Peaches job looked good from the outside bro,
to everybody, yourself included.
Well I fucked up once we got inside, didn't it.
[Rudy] Oh, is that what he told you?
-[Tom] Who? -[Rudy] Fucking Myster!
[Tom] I was there, remember.
[Rudy] Yeah I was there too bro!
[Rudy] Many truths, a rush amount effect.
Yeah bro, well you make it harder to defend you,
when you're so eager to get a
bullet out of our fucking gun.
Hey I have Zen bro.
I am always fucking Zen,
and I don't need to be liable,
by fucking Myster bro.
I went into Peaches job with the best of intensions bro.
The best of intensions for you maybe.
Yeah for me, who else?
Myster!
Well you didn't exactly help me out there either.
You doing that thing again bro.
That self-pity thing bro.
Doesn't fly with me.
Job got fucked up,
I admit that.
Somebody got shot,
and that chump,
he was reaching for something bro,
and there it is,
life laid out as it was,
and there was no ill will intended,
at least not on my part.
Yeah.
And like this is our punishment.
Drive out here, and dig up a
two year old, dead body.
He's a dick!
[casual western music]
[cowboy music continues]
[Rudy] Hey!
I don't remember it being this deep,
when we planted him the first time.
Where is this guy!
It's gotta be done.
[Rudy] For fuck sake!
It goes the other way.
I know it goes the other way,
I'm not digging anymore bro.
Poor guy.
Who him?
Fuck him!
He's just lying there.
We're the once sweating our sacks off,
trying to dig him outta here.
He's still fucking dead.
I know that he's dead bro.
But look at him, he's just,
there,
No worries.
Neutral, totally Zen!
He's still dead.
Yeah, but is he unhappy,
cos right now,
I envy him bro.
You ever think what it'll be like?
-To be dead? -[Rudy] Yeah.
No not really.
It's coming for us all bro.
You gotta go like Frenchie here you know,
you want it to be someone you know?
[Rudy] What?
On the trigger, time comes you know you,
you want it to be someone you know.
What you?
You couldn't do that, you'd pussy out.
I'm just saying, hypothetically if it came to that.
[Rudy] Like if it had to be that way?
Yeah.
Like if it had to be somebody?
[Tom] Yeah.
You'd still pussy out bro.
I know you better than you know yourself, you'd pussy out.
Hey, if it had to be someone,
you, sure.
Emphatically not that cunt, Barry.
At least if they knew you,
they could you know, notify your family,
so your family wouldn't always be wondering.
What, my family!
My family would be like, Rudy who!
I would like to be buried though.
[Rudy] Yeah, I'd like that I know that.
Better than being left out in the open.
[Rudy] Come on man.
Let's just do this, get this over with.
[Rudy] Hey you know what we forgot,
gloves.
[Rudy] How'd we forget gloves and a tarp,
[Rudy] How did we forget gloves and a tarp.
Jesus!
Just a second bro.
Just a second.
Just wait a minute Rudy.
What are you freaking out bro.
Yeah, just a little bit.
What because of this? This happens bro.
Hey shake it off champ.
[Tom] It's gotta be done.
Hey!
Do you believe in God?
What?
[Rudy] Do you believe in God bro?
No!
I don't know, what you ask me that for?
I don't know, I'm just realizing that I don't actually,
know where you stand on the issue.
Like,
like where is he,
right like his body's here right.
But where is he at?
I'll tell you where he is Rudy, he's in the dirt!
That's where he's gonna stay,
he's not going anywhere!
Ok.
Ok! Take it easy, Top Gun.
Forget it, you don't believe in the afterlife.
Myself,
I'm a believer--
[Tom] You think this is a joke!
Why is that a fucking joke, Rudy?
[Rudy] I'm not joking bro.
See, you don't even realize when you're doing that shit.
This is grim work man.
Digging up a body depresses me to shit,
depresses me!
And you're out here fucking acting like a clown!
I'm not!
[Tom] I fucking envy you, you know that!
What are you talking about, huh?
-I fucking envy you man. -[Rudy] What!
Everything's a joke to you Rudy!
Bro! Look at us!
Look at where we are right now, huh!
We are in the middle of the desert!
Digging up a corps,
guess what bro,
it is a fucking joke!
[Tom] Fuck up.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You got no feelings.
Oh what! You think I don't feel this huh?
[Rudy] No you don't!
Yoh I feel this bro.
I wear this shit bro!
Don't make me fucking laugh, no you don't!
Yes I do bro, I do right here!
See this face, this face right here,
tears of a fucking clown bro!
[Tom] No you don't.
When?
When!
Like when do I get, oh bro!
I get down bro.
Ok, I get down.
Just leave it as that, alright!
The blues descend bro.
No, I'm not talking about the Oh! I'm sad.
I'm talking about properly depressed!
When was the last time you were really depressed?
-Free weed, we be honest here? -[Tom] Yeah!
Like real deal shit, Goose to Maverick!
[Tom] Fucking right! Ok Fine!
-[Rudy] Recently ok. -[Tom] Recently.
Very recently bro.
Like so recent,
that I don't even know if I'm out of it bro, how's that!
And you know what, it fucking scares me.
It scares you.
Oh! No, no, no don't do that!
Don't fucking do that bro!
Goose does not mock Maverick bro,
if it's too fucking raw.
[Tom] What I say!
You know exactly what you said!
Oh, it scares you.
There was a mocking, fucking tone.
There wasn't anything fucking mocking about it.
It's a mocking fucking tone bro!
I get it, I get it!
Suicide is not an easy subject to talk about.
But don't fucking mock me for it bro!
Suicide.
-[Rudy] Yeah! -[Tom] Really?
[Rudy] Yeah!
Yeah really, man!
Tears of a fucking clown bro.
[Tom] I didn't know.
Fuck you!
[Rudy] I spend too much time on my own bro,
and it just,
just screws me all up.
I actually think this road trip has been good for me,
you know like,
I like spending time with you bro.
But you,
you're like,
you're like the only fucking person I talk to.
Shit!
And you sure as shit the only person,
I'm gonna show this to, so.
[Tom] How the hell did this happen?
[Rudy] My,
mail man found me,
can you believe that shit.
Only mail I got that day was my,
issue of road and track.
Like if I hadn't renewed my subscription to road and track,
I'd be fucking dead right now.
Why didn't you call me?
Because of what you'd think bro,
you know it weakness.
Dude I would've tried to help maybe.
It's chemical bro, my ma had it,
you couldn't have helped.
-I would've tried. -I know Tommy, I know.
That's why I'm telling you know, ok.
Tears of a clown bro.
Rudy, you're a great guy, you've got a lot to live for.
Fuck!
[Tom] Let it out.
Fuck!
-[Tom] Let it out! -Fucking road and fucking,
trap!
-[Tom] Let it out! -[Rudy] Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
What the fuck are we doing out here bro!
[Rudy] I mean, look at us.
[Rudy] What the fuck are we fucking doing out here!
[Rudy] Fuck!
I'm done bro.
[Tom] Yeah.
I'm done digging bro. I'm done with digging bro.
It's gonna be ok Rudy.
You're gonna be fine.
You know what, fuck it man let's just do this another day.
We don't gotta do this today.
[Rudy] I'm done digging.
[Rudy] I'm done with digging bro.
[Rudy] Hey man,
I love you man!
I do like,
like real deal, like right here.
[Rudy] I love you like,
[Rudy] December for Dallas you know,
like simplify, you all I got bro.
Me to man.
Let's get outta here.
Fuck Myster!
[Rudy] Yeah!
Yeah, fuck Myster bro!
Another day man, come on.
[Rudy] Let's go out big tonight bro.
[Rudy] You know, get some steaks,
get our drink on.
[Tom] Yeah bro.
[Tom] You and me.
[Rudy] Simplify bro!
[upbeat western music]
[Rudy] He like totally won't understand ourselves,
You know what I mean, and who we hang out with,
reflects badly on how we feel about ourselves.
Why do we hang out with like one person,
and not another, right.
Because they're like a mirror to our inner most selves, right.
Like common interest, yeah whatever right.
But there's something more,
right, what that is,
that might be unknowable, you know what I'm saying.
But we project ourselves to the world,
through the shit that we do,
through our efforts bro, trust me.
Oh! Like this, like golf right!
What the fuck is that.
I mean seriously, what the fuck is that right.
I mean he hit a fucking ball, right.
We like.
Hey.
Damn, she's fucking fine.
We hit a ball, right.
Cos we wanna verify a place in this word right.
So we ask our fellow,
fucking golfers, hey bro,
did I hit that ball good and,
our fellow fucking golfer,
is like yeah you hit that ball good,
or you hit the ball bad, or whatever,
I don't fucking play golf right,
but the thing is bro,
it's about seeing ourselves,
to other people, you know what I'm saying.
Hey.
Why don't you saddle up girl.
What's your name?
Liquorice.
Oh! Yeah it is.
Liquorice what?
Just Liquorice.
It's a pseudo name.
Hmm, well,
just Liquorice, that is one hell,
of a pseudo name, you know what I'm saying girl.
Private dance?
Private dance,
private number, private life together, whatever you want.
Hmm, later bro.
[fireworks noise]
[dance music]
[music drown out talking]
[Liquorice] Start your engine baby!
Hey! Shut the door in my face!
Yeah!
Hit my fucking forehead.
[sexual noises]
[lonely music]
So you're gonna go to Mexico?
I'm gonna open a bar,
my own place.
What are you gonna call it?
I don't know.
Maybe Tom's Place.
Casa Tom's.
Tom's on the Beach, since it is gonna be on the beach.
So maybe that.
I've never been to Mexico.
What is it like?
[Tom] No?
I actually don't know
I've never been either.
Oh.
Is it weird that I wanna open up a bar,
and I've never been to Mexico?
No,
it's very nice.
You will like it I'm sure, I mean I don't know.
Didn't you have to walk through it or something to get here?
No, I take a flight.
How's your ice-cream?
Wanna go for a ride?
Ok.
[Tom] Yeah! You sure?
-[Gabriella] Yes. -[Tom] Ok.
[Tom] Hope on, get on, come on.
Ok.
[Gabriella] I don't wanna fall off, ok.
[Tom] You won't fall.
I got you.
Just hold on tight.
Alright.
Which way we're going?
-That way. -This way, ok.
Very precise.
You got bikes in Guatemala?
-They do, go faster. -Ok, ok.
[Tom] This is nice.
[Gabriella] It's quiet.
Some little bit quiet.
I like to come here to think,
and,
or just sit sometimes.
It's beautiful.
Was your mama alone when she died?
She had the dog with her.
That's so nice.
Yeah.
I like to think that,
that God put dogs,
here to,
show us,
how to love.
I just think he was hungry.
And what happened to him, to the dog?
Well right now, he's with the landlord,
but he doesn't want to keep him, so I'm not sure.
Why don't you just take him?
Yes, you can take him and,
you know for like company,
and you have a little piece of your mama with you,
to remember her by.
[Tom] Yeah, I guess.
So you're pretty religious huh?
[Gabriella] You don't go to church though?
[Tom] No, I'm not religious.
But I do like it out here, it's nice.
[seagull noises]
[Tom] So how did your husband die?
[Gabriella] On his motor bike.
[Tom] How long were you married?
[Gabriella] Three months.
[Tom] Is that why you came here?
[Gabriella] No, not really,
it's very bad there.
[Tom] You ever go back?
No, it's,
too far to walk.
[Tom laughs]
Funny.
[happy music]
It's a workout.
[Tom] Right here.
Ok.
My family's inside so.
I get it.
I had a good time.
I had,
a very good time.
We should do it again.
Yeah.
[dog barking]
I don't have to leave.
I could stick around for a while.
That'll be nice.
Yeah.
You wanna have dinner with me tonight?
You can bring your daughter.
Yes.
[casual western continues]
So I'll see you tonight?
Ok.
-Bye. -Bye.
-Hi Tom. -Jesus!
How you doing?
[suspenseful music]
I'm ok.
Where you been?
Church.
I see Rudy's in the room next door too.
Yeah.
I guess.
Funny that.
Yeah.
I think so.
All things considered.
How'd you find us Barry?
Tommy please.
You think I'm not gonna know.
What are you doing here?
What's with the inhospitality?
I just come by to see what's, what.
To see what the problem is.
No problem, just to a while to dig up the hole that's all.
Looked deep enough to me.
Yeah.
You been out there?
Yeah.
Well.
So,
[Barry] good?
Yeah, we're good.
Tom!
You don't really have a choice in the matter.
You see that right?
Alright.
I don't think I can do it.
[Barry] Yeah.
Look, I know we fucked up, I just don't,
[Barry] Ah-huh!
I just don't think I can do it.
Yeah, I wanna to tell you,
as a friend.
You're gonna do this thing,
or you're gonna die too.
So why don't you stop your fucking around.
Here.
What's this for?
Hold on to it please.
Give me your hand please.
The other hand please.
[Barry] Give me your left hand,
or I will punch you in the fucking teeth!
[suspenseful music]
Get off Barry, get off of me.
Use the pillow if you want to Tom.
[Tom] Get off of me Barry!
[Tom] Get off of me!
The pillow Tom.
[Tom screams]
[Tom] Fuck!
[Tom yells]
Fuck!
Fucking dick head!
[Barry] Shh.
It's not that bad really.
My fucking finger!
Come on, don't make a big deal about it.
Look at the bright side,
at least it's not your dick right!
Some diggers really get off on stuff like that.
Here, wipe your hand.
I hear you're retiring?
That's nice.
You got any plans?
Fuck you!
That option's not available Tom.
Well,
good for you anyways.
So Tom,
what I recommend,
is you get this thing done!
[Barry] Get this job done,
and you get the wonderful prize,
being a bar tender on some fucking beach somewhere.
Why does everyone think I want to be a fucking bar tender!
Well I thought that's what you wanna do.
Live on a beach, open a fucking bar. My own bar.
An ownership position, smart.
I thought it was just bar tending.
[Barry] Anyway,
you're gonna get this thing done today.
You'll sleep better once it's all done.
[Barry] Ok!
Today Tom.
Take care.
[heavy metal music]
Rudy!
Open up.
Let's go.
Now!
Tom shut the fuck up!
Liquorice is still asleep man.
Who?
Liquorice, bar girl. I think she's the one man.
I don't fucking care, let's go now!
Look at you, fucking I'm done bro.
What the fuck happened to your paw man?
Both you jerking off,
listening to you fuck her last night.
What you talking about bro!
I just got up ok.
I got a guest, I'm entertaining,
I'm not gonna be fucking rude,
so stop with the fucking gotta go bullshit.
I'll be fucking ready, when I'm fucking ready bro!
-[Rudy] Fuck this! -[Tom] Rudy just, Rudy!
[heavy metal music continues]
Fuck! Fuck!
Is that a sock bro?
Yoh, we shouldn't be digging with that injury man,
you're gonna get infected,
we should go to the hospital.
Let's just fucking go!
No, we seriously should bro.
-Let's just fucking go! -Alright!
Let's get it done now!
Yoh, is this fucking about last night with Liquorice bro?
-Fuck you Rudy! -It totally is, isn't it!
-It's not about that. -It's totally about that.
It's not fucking about that!
Just get in the fucking car!
[Rudy] Take you out to fine dining,
you know what I mean, on me.
[Rudy] That supper for Dallas right there.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
[Rudy] Old fucking Myster should be picking up the tab,
for this whole fucking thing, you know what I'm saying.
[Rudy] You think we gotta fill this whole bag?
We're not here to move the kid from Montreal.
What?
[Tom] I'm sorry.
-Tommy! -I'm sorry Rudy.
-Bro! -Put your hands up!
[Rudy] But why?
Fine! Put them down.
Get in the hole!
[Tom] Get in the fucking hole, Rudy!
[Rudy] Ok bro, ok!
I'm sorry, look I,
I said I was sorry bro.
I'm gonna make this up to you man,
I'm sorry about last night bro.
No Rudy. Peaches, and there was money involved,
real fucking money.
And they don't like to lose their money Rudy,
you know all this going in.
Wait! You doing this for Myster bro?
You're fucking killing me,
because he's outta pocket a few fucking shackles bro?
I got no choice.
Hey bro, we never promised them fuck all bro.
We said we had like,
this thing, like an idea bro.
We said that it could work right.
We used the word could bro.
He knew there was risk involved right.
-I don't wanna hear it! -You were fucking with me.
I don't wanna fucking hear it Rudy.
Bro, ok relax.
Ok relax, just chill.
I don't wanna fucking hear it.
-Ok -I got no choice!
You got choices here,
we got choices, we all got choices alright.
Look I get it.
I get it. You're like in a tough sitchie alright.
But look, look,
Please let's just cool our heads--
No Rudy! No!
You can't fucking hold no!
Ok, ok! For a second,
ok!
Hey, you could just take off bro.
Just take off, that's what I would do.
Just take off.
-They'd know. -How would they know?
They'd know!
How'd they know, the fucking US government,
couldn't fucking find Obama bro.
How are these chuckle heads gonna find you?
Obama!
What?
You said Obama.
No! Not Obama fucking,
what's his name, the other fucking guy bro.
Osama?
Yeah that fucking guy bro.
The fucking US government,
couldn't fucking find him bro!
Ok! How is they,
how are they gonna fucking find you?
Rudy, they found him and they fucking killed him,
there's a movie about it Rudy!
Ok fuck, bro, bro, bro I'm just saying.
It took them a long fucking time right?
And that's the US fucking government right?
How are these guys, how's Myster gonna fucking find you?
Rudy, they'd know!
How would they know?
They'd fucking know because I gotta bring proof that's how.
Proof, what?
Your hands.
My hands, what!
[Tom] I gotta.
No, no! Not my fucking hands bro.
I'm sorry!
You can't take my fucking hands bro,
that's not cool bro! Not my fucking hands.
Rudy it could've been your dick.
What!
Some people into that shit, I don't know.
-What? -I know man, it's fucked up!
It's so fucked up!
[Rudy] Yeah it is fucked up bro!
Rudy! I gotta bring proof!
Why the fucking rules different for me bro?
Huh? Huh?
Fucking Pepe Le Pew here,
got to keep all of his bits.
Nobody took his hands, or his dick. Why me?
Hey! hey, hey, hey.
Here!
Take my wallet, my drivers licence.
Your drivers licence.
Oh yeah and your Macy's card should do it.
Hey.
Don't fucking do that bro.
Don't be fucking sarcastic, not now bro.
Come on!
My finger?
A finger!
Rudy, look what they did to me,
you think a finger's gonna cut it?
It has to be the hand!
Why the fucking hands, no!
[Tom] Cos you can lose a finger, and it's not proof for shit.
It has to be the whole fucking hand.
Jesus fucking Christ man!
Ok, ok hold on.
Hold on.
What are we fucking talking about anyway bro!
We're not, you're not gonna fucking do this anyway.
Rudy you get that I aint playing with you!
[Rudy] Ok bro, tell me.
Ok, ok bro.
Bro look.
You're fucking talking about killing me bro,
this is my life man.
Fucking.
Kill somebody else.
Say it was me. Kill somebody else, say it was me.
Somebody else, who?
Who? I don't know. I don't give a fuck who!
Fucking find somebody and kill him bro!
Come on man, you can't fucking take me out,
to the middle of the desert, have me dig a hole,
and then fucking kill me bro. That's wrong!
What about him.
What about him?
[Tom] You did that to him.
He's from fucking Quebec bro.
He's French Canadian Tom.
[Rudy] Are you fucking kidding me!
You're fucking racist, you know that.
He's white bro!
Race? He's fucking whiter than you and me bro!
What the fuck are you talking about bro?
I gotta bring proof Rudy!
-Wait, listen, listen bro. -I gotta Rudy, I'm sorry.
I got a call back on Thursday bro,
[screams]
You fucking shot me bro!
Fuck! I'm sorry!
Fuck! I'm sorry Rudy!
Fuck!
Ow man! I'm fucking helpless,
He fucking loves you man!
This is fucking simplify bro!
Fuck!
[Rudy] What the fuck bro!
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Hold up bro! Look, hold up.
Hold up, I'm sorry bro.
I'm fucking sorry man.
I'm sorry that I fucked this all up.
And I'm sorry that you got all mixed up in it bro please.
Give, give me the keys Rudy!
[Tom] The keys!
-[Tom] Hurry! -[Rudy moans]
[Tom] Throw them!
Fuck!
[Rudy] Hey man, she's all yours bro.
[Tom] Fuck!
[Rudy] It's a good fucking car bro.
-[Tom] Shut up! -[Rudy] Alright man.
Fuck!
[Rudy] Thank you Tommy!
[Tom screaming]
[Tom] Fuck!
Wait! No, no, no, no don't!
Fuck!
[Rudy moans]
[Rudy yells]
Fuck!
Rudy!
[Tom] Rudy stop!
[Tom] Rudy!
Rudy, stop!
[gun shot]
Shit! Oh shit!
Rudy!
Oh fuck!
Fuck!
Rudy!
Oh shit!
[Tom sobbing]
Rudy!
[Tom] Fuck!
Rudy!
Fuck!
Rudy!
Rudy?
Oh fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Fuck!
[sad music]
[upbeat western music]
[Tom yelling]
Tom.
Give me a call.
It's Barry.
You have confirmed,
deleted.
Tom. Where the fuck are you?
You need to call in.
It's Barry.
Deleted.
Leaving messages for you,
is getting to be a royal pain in my fucking ass.
Call in, it's Barry.
Deleted.
This is Barry.
It's Tom.
Hold on.
[Myster] Tommy!
Where the fuck are you, you slip out of town?
What?
But I did it.
Tom.
Where the hands?
The fucking hands Tom.
Oh.
I forgot.
How the fuck,
do you forget that!
Mr. Myster.
I need the fucking hands Tommy.
I gotta have them.
But I did it!
Well until I have his hands in my hands,
how do I know that?
Mr. Myster.
I need the hands, Tom.
It's policy.
I don't have them.
I will repeat my position on the matter until I have proof.
For all know he's still fucking up right.
Right?
[Mr. Myster] Dig him up if you have to.
No.
Sorry?
You go out there and you do it.
Say that again.
I'm not gonna dig up Rudy.
Why do you go out there and you do it yourself!
Tom.
Have you gone mentally fucked,
or something?
Why don't you go out to the desert,
you fucking piece of shit,
and you dig up Rudy.
And you cut off his dick, or his fucking hands,
or whatever fucking body parts you want!
Or you have Barry do it, that fuck!
You have him fucking do it.
Ok Tom look,
let's just,
let's just back this up a bit ok.
I agree, I was,
being,
aggressive and,
you said you did it, you did it.
I understand you had a little tussle with Barry.
He cut off my fucking finger!
Ok that,
is unacceptable!
Unfucking acceptable.
You know Barry though,
he's a free wheeler.
You can't control that guy.
But I did not authorize that,
Tommy.
Losing your finger,
I did not authorize that.
I'm fucking handicapped,
I got no baby finger anymore.
Like I said, Tom. The guy's got a mind of his own.
I don't want you feeling half cocked about the whole thing.
Ok. Let's,
let's just chop this one up,
alright?
Let bygones be bygones.
Hello?
Uh-huh.
Not ideal,
it's not ideal.
But, let's accept it.
[Mr. Myster] You lost the finger,
and that's gotta cost for something.
Maybe buys you a little leniency,
in the whole policy thing.
I wish you all the success in your bar tending.
I'm not a fucking bar tender!
Ok.
Ok, hello.
Hello.
[Tom moans]
Fucking bar.
[upbeat Mexican instrumental]
[Mexican singing]
Senor.
[bar tender] Would you like another one?
Yeah.
Are you guys hiring?
Maybe.
This restaurant,
[bar tender] I ask.
I could be a bar tender?
Oh no Senor, bar tender very hard.
We no hire any bar tenders.
You own this place?
No, my cousin.
You better off not working for him.
[Mexican singing]
Hola, it's Gabriella.
Please leave a message.
Hey Gabriella,
it's Tom.
Look I didn't just leave,
something came up and I had to leave.
I just thought you should know.
I'm sorry.
I know we didn't have a lot of time but,
I really like you.
Fuck.
Look, I'm gonna come back,
real soon, so I'd love to see you.
Call me.
Praise Jesus, Jesus.
[upbeat Mexican music]
Yes sir.
[Mexican music continues]
Hey Gabriella,
It's Tom.
Call me back.
[casual music]
[phone rings]
Hey Gabriella.
Hi Tom.
Look, I'm sorry.
[Gabriella] It's ok.
You maybe wanna get that dinner tonight?
[Gabriella] Yes, that would be nice.
Hey, I can be there soon.
I'll see you soon.
[Gabriella] Ok.
[upbeat Mexican music]
[Mr. Myster] Go do your thing.
Fuck!
Fuck you, Myster!
[heavy breathing]
[serious music]
[heavy breathing]
[humming music]