[groans]
-Mr. Dwyer, how are you feeling now? -Like an elephant is sitting on my chest.
We're taking you to the catheterization lab to open your blocked arteries.
You've just had a heart attack.
I thought I had died and was talking to an angel.
[doctor chuckles]
You're very much alive.
You are my doctor, right?
One of them.
[machine beeps]
[in Mandarin] Well?
American Business man, 45 years old... maybe 90 minutes ago...
Looks bad.
Thank you.
Hello.
[in English] Hey, I'm Dr. Ling. Can you talk?
Hey! Wake up!
[machine flatlines]
[in Mandarin] We're losing him. Charge the paddles.
Clear.
Give me Oxygen.
[machine start beeping]
[groans]
Prep him for surgery.
[sighs]
My angel.
[chuckles]
You know, my wife won't let my boy play football.
I mean, he's damn near eight years old, he ain't a goddamn baby.
What? You on her side?
I'm talkin' football, man.
Boys gotta play football.
Nowadays, kids can't do anything without runnin' around with a helmet on
and a bottle of hand sanitizer.
Shit, it's always something.
What you got? Ah, Shit.
[man] Our tax dollars at work, am I right?
Gary, hey, you're not a Democrat, are you?
Uh?
[bus squeaking]
Hey, man. Are you...
Gary, you OK?
I'm sorry.
Jesus!
The fuck, Gary?
Bang!
Keys.
[birds chirping]
Hey, everybody, Mr. Victor Novak.
This is Gina.
Keith, the driver.
Nick.
You remember Worm?
Thank you.
The rest of them?
[laughing] You're gonna love this.
Uh, Worm?
[man] What are you doing, man?
[signal beeping]
What are you doin'?
Come on, man. We can all make it out of this OK.
Come on, man!
No!
That's how you do it.
Get us outta here.
[sighs]
What about him?
Don't worry about him.
Hey, no.
Now, I did what you wanted.
You said I'd see my family again if I did what you wanted.
Your family's gonna be fine, Gary.
And you'll see them again.
In hell.
[choking and gasping]
You'd rather him run to the police and rat us out in 10 minutes?
I'd rather you don't make promises unless you intend to keep them. Karma.
Karma.
With all due respect, Mr. Novak,
I know you're a big shot in Mexico.
But until you get there,
I'm gonna ask you to please show the proper respect
to the people who just saved you from 25 to life.
Look, I thank you for all your help
but your crew answers to you and you answer to me.
Respect that.
I respect your money.
Stubborn little fucker. Take care of that, Worm.
[groans]
In the van. Let's go, your highness, get in the van.
[engine stalling]
No, no, no, no, no! Come on, man!
Are you fucking kidding me?
You gotta be kidding me.
-Karma, Jack. -Goddamn it.
All right, calm down. Here's what we're gonna do.
I'm gonna call Charlie and have him send us another van.
-What's wrong? -[sighs] No signal.
Oh, great, what do we do now?
[sighs]
We get off the road and we take a hike.
Worm, get rid of it.
[doors closing]
[van crunching gravel and splashing into the water]
[birds chirping]
[Laura and Patrick conversing in Mandarin]
[Patrick] Mike is so kind to invite us here for the weekend.
That's for sure! It's such a nice place.
I'm glad you like it.
Uh...
Honey...
He invited me to go hunt with him.
-Hunt? -Mm-hmm.
You?
Get some fresh air.
You should go.
All right.
See you later.
Be careful!
Oh, man, your mother is beggin' for grandkids.
Nuh-uh. We're still in the honeymoon phase.
Come on, you guys have been married for four years, right?
Actually, two.
Oh!
You sound just like Laura. Her clock is ticking.
Shh!
Look, right there.
You see it?
[exhales]
[animal squawks and falls]
Bingo bango.
Come on.
Sorry, my friend.
Ah!
Here we go.
Yeah.
Oh! Hey...
Look at that.
Now that is a nice shot. Uh?
[sighs]
Oh, no, listen, man, it was either him or us.
[chuckles]
Woah!
[squeals]
[laughing]
What the fuck was that, right?
Straight through the heart. It actually plugged up the wound.
As long as whatever goes in, doesn't come out.
It could've lived a while longer.
All right. Let's grab a leg.
Hey, guys.
How was it...
Hey.
Laura, are you OK with seeing this?
This would be a slow day in the ER.
Well, you know if you wanna grill it, you gotta kill it, right?
[Nick] Jesus, it's endless.
This was supposed to be a quick score, man.
Shut up.
You OK, baby?
He's excited about Mexico and those young señoritas.
Or are you just happy to be outside?
Must have been rough in there, six years.
Figured, with all that money,
would've had a smart-ass lawyer who would've gotten you out.
Wait, I forgot, didn't wanna cop a plea.
Too much integrity.
[chuckles] Integrity.
[in Mandarin] Honey?
Still showering? Hurry up. I'll wait for you downstairs.
[door slams shut]
Huh!
Not bad.
[in English] Happy weekend.
[phone beeps]
[exhales]
Haven't asked me about karma history.
We've been doing really good.
I thought we might be pals by now, Vic.
Let's go make friends.
[chuckling] I know you've explained this to me a thousand times,
but what the hell is a hedge fund?
OK.
Basically, it's a bunch of investors who make bets with other people's money.
So, you're the kind of guy who sees Wolf of Wall Street as a hero's journey.
-Oh, man, come on, here we go. -All right. All right.
I'm gonna spare you with my liberal browbeating this time.
Um...
What is the most you've lost in one day?
Ooh...
Two point eight million.
Bad day.
Wow!
-Could you imagine? -No.
I couldn't do it.
Yeah, but if you've got the stones to stare down that kind of day,
the rewards are incredible.
-Mm-hmm. -Mm-hmm.
Do you really love being a doctor?
The grinding hours, the malpractice insurance,
smug business men who think you're overpaid for saving their lives,
Was I overpaid?
Well, you know, if I remember correctly, you weren't paid at all.
You wouldn't take my money.
But I took your friendship.
You saved my life.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
And look at my life now, right? I mean, please, this place is heaven.
It is.
But I really believe we're here to help others.
Keep that idealism.
I appreciate you guys coming here this weekend.
I mean, all of this really means nothing without your friends, right?
You won't accept anything.
But please allow me to gift something to your wife, OK? Just...
Mike...
-There you go. For you. -[Patrick] Wow!
Wow!
This is... beautiful.
-Thank you, I made it myself. -Beautiful. Really.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
To my favorite idealists.
May God bless you and your beautiful wife.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Cheers.
[banging on door]
Well, that must be a noise complaint, you know.
-You guys gotta keep it down, all right. -[Patrick chuckling]
We don't want any.
Not selling any.
Ah!
So sorry to disturb you.
See, hell of a place for a breakdown,
I've been walking for the last couple of hours
trying to find a phone.
-Just take a minute. -You don't have a cellphone?
No. Uh-huh. Old-fashioned guy.
Oh. Well, where did you say you were going?
I didn't. Florida. Vacation
Ah. Where are you from?
Up north. Yankee.
Yankee.
Well, you know, our service here is in and out,
but they have call boxes up and down the highway.
Yeah, I tried a few of those. No luck.
They do make awfully good bird nests, though.
I waited around to see if anybody was gonna come by,
after about an hour, a truck driver showed up,
rode right on by.
Oh...
I guess it's every man for himself out here, isn't it?
[Mike] Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Well, all right, look, I...
I won't cause any trouble, so don't worry about it.
I'm sure I'll find another place a few miles down the road.
-Just keep on walking. -OK.
Mike.
-Yeah? -Everything OK?
Yeah, you know what? I'm sorry. You can use my phone. Come on in.
Ah, that's great. Thank you. Really appreciate this.
Oh, you don't mind my pals come in and take a load off, do you?
They've been walking for quite while.
Uh...
-Hi. -Well...
-Oh, my shit. -[whistles]
-I'm sorry, I didn't get your name. -It's Mike.
Mike Dwyer.
Mike. Jack.
Yep. Jack.
Right. You're not from around here, are you?
[chuckling]
We've come from China.
Who are you? What's your name?
I'm gonna get you a phone.
Name?
What's your name?
Laura.
My wife.
Enchanted.
[humming]
-He likes her. -[Gina] Lucky girl.
-There's no car, Jack. -What?
Nothin', man.
Where's your ride, Mike?
We don't have a car, Jack.
My assistant dropped us off for the weekend.
A girl by the name of Cindy.
She'll be pickin' us up tomorrow morning at 10:00 a.m.
And she's very precise.
[Jack] Hey, Charlie.
You're supposed to answer when I call you. I don't like leaving messages.
We got a change of plans.
I need you to come get us. Call me back ASAP.
Hey, excuse me, can I get you guys something?
Got any cigarettes?
No, no. I don't smoke cigarettes.
What about these?
You know my... My father got these for me as a gift.
So I'm kinda saving them for a special occasion.
Gifts are meant to be shared.
[whistling]
Not bad at all.
I don't scare you, do I?
I don't scare easily.
I'm a doctor.
It's just, the mountain air,
it's bringing out the animal in me.
[phone ringing]
Hello, Charlie?
Yeah.
Yeah, we had a little snafu.
Yeah, we'll have to go with a contingency plan.
Yep.
Yeah.
All right. Send out the other van.
Yeah, hold on.
Mike?
Hey, where are we at?
Mile marker 201.
Tell them to take the Conyers.
Cut off is a little tricky.
You catch that? Mile marker 201.
Yeah. Said it gets a little hinky there, so...
A couple hours?
Come on, man.
Yeah.
Yeah. I'm sure we'll find something to do.
Hey, come to think about it,
either of you guys got a cellphone I could borrow.
I gotta text my old lady.
She worries.
Come on, it's important.
Mine doesn't work here in the US.
Well, let's hope nobody important tries to get a hold of you then.
Let's keep looking for that car.
There's no car, man.
So, which one of you is the money behind this place?
My bet is on the little Chinaman.
No? Oh, it's the big one.
Damn, he's got the size and the cash.
You're just the shit that's left over.
Like the movie.
-Twins! -Twins!
You're Danny DeVito.
[both continue laughing]
-Whoops. -You klutz.
Hey, you know what? Don't worry about it.
I'll take care of it.
Mike, it's fine. We can handle it.
Look, it's all right, man.
I'm just gonna go get a broom from the garage, OK?
No, no. Don't.
I apologize for my associates.
She'll be out of here soon.
Good news. Our ride's on the way.
In just a few short hours, it'll be like we were never here.
I know that's not ideal
but we can compensate you with our good company.
I'm sorry but that's not going to work for us.
So you made you call?
Please, leave.
Patrick.
It's gonna be a couple of hours.
Now, we could spend that time standing by that empty highway
that seems to be about a mile from your long and winding road
or we could spend it here with a bottle of wine and a pretty lady.
Some good old-fashioned conversation.
How's that sound?
That's all you want?
And then you will leave?
Scout's honor.
We don't really have a choice, do we, Jack?
Well, you always have a choice, Mikey.
OK, if we're reasonable,
then you will be reasonable.
I am an exceedingly reasonable man.
[Mike] So, let me get this straight.
In a few hours, you'll leave and go on your vacation
because all of you are on vacation together, right?
Vacation's better with friends.
[gun fires]
[Laura screams]
Waste her, Jack!
-Fuckin' A. -Don't move!
Don't fucking move!
Now, get the fuck out of my...
Christ, Worm. Does it always have to be a headshot with you?
This isn't going well, Jack. [groans]
All right.
Keith, Nick, take care of him.
It's your fault, you know.
I wanted to have a nice, quiet evening.
Now, from the time we got in here, I knew you would be trouble.
You couldn't just relax and go with the flow.
You had to be a pain in the ass.
Sassy broad like you needs to be put in her place.
[laughing]
Looky. Looky.
You see this?
You did this.
It's gonna be OK.
Bring me that bitch.
[Laura grunting]
Look at that. You see that?
I want you to remember that.
Jack! Can't stop the bleeding!
You said you were a doctor, right? You do ER? Trauma?
Hey, hey.
-[gasping] -Stay with me, pretty girl.
I know this sucks...
but you see that guy over there?
He didn't have anything to do with what went down.
Now, technically speaking, you were the one who shot him.
I'm no doctor, but I know there's an oath that says do no harm.
And I'd say a bullet to a man's thigh constitutes harm.
So don't help him on my account,
you can hate my guts,
but you help him because it's the right thing to do.
[panting]
And if he dies,
you die.
I'm gonna need some alcohol, gauze
and things to stitch with.
Well, all right, then.
We might just salvage this day after all.
Keith, drag Mr. Patrick to the garage.
And the rest of you guys, calm the fuck down.
[door closes]
[groans] Gross.
[thunder rumbling]
[Keith grunting]
[rain pattering]
Sorry, bro.
[unzips pouch]
[sighs]
[utensils clinking]
[sighs]
Hey.
Are you in there?
Oh...
There you are.
Oh, fuck!
[indistinct]
[thunder rumbling]
[Victor sighing]
Thank you for this.
Thank you for your steady hand.
Was Patrick your... [gasps in pain]
Don't you dare say his name.
[gasping and sighing]
These people...
They are not my people.
In Mexico, I would have been able to handle this differently, but here I...
My influence...
only extends so far.
Other... resources had to be employed.
All of this happened...
because of you.
[bottles rattling]
[machine beeps]
There's nothin' online.
That rock quarry's 100 feet deep.
By the time they find that bus, we'll be balls deep in margaritas.
Charlie's gonna be here in an hour.
You know, a little fucking gratitude would go a long way.
My gratefulness is endless. My patience is not.
You're no better than me.
You think you are.
But we're both killers.
You have no appreciation for this life, Jack.
And you never have.
Don't lecture me.
Do you believe in God?
[Jack sighs]
Do you?
No.
But I want to.
[bird squalling]
[crow caws]
Hey, they got some vinyl. Anybody wanna listen to some music?
[garage door opens]
Pryor, somebody's home.
[machine beeping rapidly]
Take care of that fuckin' noise.
[machine beeping rapidly]
Keith better not be fuckin' with us.
-Keith! -Seriously?
At least, he found a sheet.
Look, he's probably strung out in the woods somewhere.
Why don't you let me make a call? I got family here.
[Jack] We're sticking to the plan.
That's why it's called the plan.
Charlie's on his way.
Keith!
[thunder rumbling softly]
[phone beeps]
Everything OK?
-Yeah, it's OK. -Cool.
You mind if we take a five-minute break?
Duty calls, guys.
Some people got no class.
[both giggling]
[speaks Spanish]
Speak Spanish to me.
[speaks Spanish] [laughs]
[speaks Spanish]
[Gina laughing]
Talk to me.
-Si. -Si?
-Si... -Si.
You gonna ride me?
Gonna show you what a real cowboy can do. Yeah? Yeah.
[Gina] Fuck!
[both groaning]
Ah, mami, yes mami!
[continues speaking Spanish]
Hey!
Nope! Not there!
It is not your birthday.
Goddamn it.
Why do I have to go through this every single goddamn time with you?
Why do you have to be such a prude?
Why do you have to be... You're all talk. You're all talk!
You're a pig.
Gina? Gina.
Gina, open up.
Gina, don't you fuckin' leave me like this.
Gina!
Fine. Go fuck yourself!
I will go fuck myself! Fuck you.
[Nick] I left my clothes!
[water running]
I'm sorry, I just want to save my wife.
Please. Help me.
You're a woman.
Can you imagine what my wife is going through right now?
What they would do to her?
It's OK.
I'll make this fast.
So, I'm a woman? You think that makes me soft?
You think I'll just do your bidding?
Like every other piece-of-shit man on this planet?
What do you think now, you little maggot?
Gina, listen, it's me. I'm comin' in.
Oh, so, it's like that now?
You won't even talk to me, when I'm trying to say I'm sorry?
Listen, I... I know I'm fucking up.
I just can't handle what you do to me sometimes.
You know? You're equal parts guilty about this shit.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I don't mean to deflect the blame here.
I'm just...
Just give me something.
A little something, maybe?
Let me hear your voice.
[banging on door]
Woman, you better say something to me or I'm gonna knock this door down.
I won't have you disrespect me like this.
Well, that's it, I'm comin' in.
You know just how to hurt me, you know that?
[footsteps descending]
Nope. I'm done with this bitch. I mean it this time.
I'm fucking done with her!
What am I doing wrong?
I treat her nice. I buy her shit.
What? That's not enough?
Answer me!
You're just like her. You're just like her.
[in Spanish] We're going to hell, Worm.
[in English] You and me.
It's a price to pay for all the shit we do.
I, I wasn't gonna kill her. I just, just wanted to scare her.
I just wanted to scare you.
[machine beeps]
Sorry.
Hey, don't be sad.
He's in a better place now.
He's in the garage.
Can I get a drink please?
Woah!
Look who's comin' around.
To bitches.
Gotta love 'em.
To Patrick.
Who was just like you.
Always wondered if I loved him enough. I do. I did.
I should have said it more often, I think.
To my husband.
Who never hurt anybody in his life.
Who's nothing but a good, sincere man.
Jesus, lady, are we gonna drink or what?
I just want to say I love him and miss him very much.
Cheers.
You want another drink?
No.
-No. -Really?
I'm OK. Yeah.
-Are you sure. -Yes, I'm OK.
I mean, you just seemed really interested in the bottle.
Doesn't she seem interested in the bottle, Worm?
Let me... Let me try to figure out what you're interested in.
Mmmm.
Is it perhaps...
this?
No. No. No.
If you want it that much, here you fucking go.
-No, no! -No, don't "hey" me!
This bitch is trying to get us drunk to fucking shoot us!
-No, I wasn't. I swear. -You think I'm stupid?
The old man is fine. She already stitched him up.
Let's just fucking take care of her right now.
I'm distraught.
[wailing]
-I don't know what do. -[Nick] What the fuck!
I don't know what I was thinking.
I just wanna live.
I just wanna live. I just wanna survive.
Man. Get, get off of me.
Yeah, whatever.
[Nick clears throat]
Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai.
Think you've had enough.
Yeah. You're probably right.
But it's been a long fucking day.
[pours a drink]
[clears throat] Well, that burns.
Relax, Worm. You ain't my mom.
[grunts, clears throat]
Now, my mom...
That was one tough as nails ball-buster.
God rest her soul.
[clears throat]
Well, this... This stuff repeats in you.
Just need a little water.
[groans]
The fuck?
What the hell happened?
What's wrong with him?
He was drinkin' too much, he...
He's dead.
This ain't whiskey.
[rain splattering]
Where's everybody else?
Would you do me the favor of keeping an eye on her.
[water running]
What happened here? I know you know.
I don't know.
He can't still be...
Is Patrick behind this?
Please let me go. He's dying and I could save him.
This is your only chance to help us.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
I know I've caused you a great deal of pain...
but I've got a family too.
I can't risk it.
Sorry.
You're not sorry.
You're worse than them.
Gina?
The fuck is goin' on?
You find that little son of a bitch.
Think your pussy husband's gonna be able to save you?
Seems like he's doing a pretty good job so far.
You little bitch.
I'm gonna take you down to Mexico and sell your skinny ass to mis amigos.
Those boys down there, they have a real case of yellow fever.
You know what they call rich bitches like you down there?
Puta.
Don't... blame her.
You did this. All of this. She's paid enough of for one day.
I say when it's enough.
[phone buzzes]
[Worm] I lost 'em.
Well, he couldn't have gotten far.
Put me on speaker.
Patrick.
Oh, Patrick.
Patrick.
What are we gonna do now?
It was so simple before.
And now look at us.
Not that I can blame you.
You seem like a nice guy.
I'm gonna make you a deal.
You come in now,
your wife doesn't have to endure any more of this.
Enough.
[Laura protesting]
That's enough, Jack.
Shut up.
Patrick, don't be stupid.
It's over.
[bone cracks]
If I didn't still need you, I'd kill you right now.
If I didn't need to get paid, I'd kill you right back.
[gasps]
[in Mandarin] Patrick.
Patrick.
They...
Patrick.
[indistinct]
They...They...
It's over now.
You did your best.
I love you.
I love you more.
I have to go now.
[grunting softly]
[gasps]
[in English] Hey.
Holy shit.
[continues screaming in pain]
Ah, God!
Argh!
Halle-fuckin'-lujjah. We're on the move.
Let's get the fuck outta here. Come on.
You look good on all fours. Let's go. On your feet, sugar tits.
Hey, Worm, wait a minute.
Why's he staying back there? Why isn't he coming up here.
Something's wrong.
Charlie!
Worm, go check it out.
-[gun fires] -[groaning]
He's my ride.
OK, bitch. Get in the van.
Get in there!
Go, Jack!
Leave it, Jack. Leave it.
Tie her up.
[Jack] Yeah, we're having some fun!
Ain't this exciting?
What about her?
I'll handle her.
What the...
No!
All right. I'm gonna pull this knife out of you
and then I'm gonna gut your wife with it.
Nice doing business with ya.
I was never here. We never saw each other.
Do we have an understanding?
[phone dialing]
Yes, there's been an accident on the property of Mike Dwyer.
Highway marker 201. Send paramedics right away.
Good luck.
[grunting]
[in Mandarin] Go! Go, leave me!
Just go!
Fire.
Go! Run!
Just go. Just go!
Leave me.
Just go.
Go.
Patrick!
Patrick! Wake up!
Don't sleep.
Look at me.
Look at me!
Patrick!
Hang on! Help's on the way! Patrick!
Look at me. Look at me!
[sirens wailing in the distance]
Hang on.
Patrick! Patrick!
Patrick!
Look at me!
[sobbing]
Look at me!
[continues sobbing]
[sirens wailing in the distance]
♪ This time ♪
♪ These hills ♪
♪ Will march along and forget the kill ♪
♪ Oh, Lord ♪
♪ It's my time ♪
♪ Rest now ♪
♪ Sleep time ♪
♪ Close your eyes ♪
♪ Breathe in the night ♪
♪ Oh, Lord ♪
♪ It's my time ♪
♪ Please, please ♪
♪ Not me ♪
♪ But it's my time ♪
♪ Blinking ♪
♪ Hold the warmth ♪
♪ Hangman ♪
♪ Has eyes of stone ♪
♪ Hold on ♪
♪ It's my time ♪
♪ We’re all torn weathered and warm ♪
♪ Feel the breeze that blows ♪
♪ Oh, Lord ♪
♪ It's my time ♪
♪ Please, please ♪
♪ Not me ♪
♪ Please, please ♪
♪ Not me ♪
♪ It's my time ♪