(RAIN FALLING LIGHTLY)
(ENGINE ZOOMING)
(DOORS THUDDING)
Are we really fuckin' doin' this?
Yeah.
We're fuckin' doin' this.
We don't have a choice.
There's always a choice.
There's always a way we can go.
We can just fuckin' run.
This time, we don't have a way out.
This is the moment we knew was coming.
The moment we been dreading.
Our backs are against the wall,
but we're fuckin' doin' this.
No.
No, this,
we don't know this fuckin' guy.
I don't know this house.
I don't even know what fuckin' street I'm on.
I haven't eaten shit all day.
You know I get all fuckin' weird with that low blood sugar.
(TENSE MUSIC)
This fuckin' feels off.
Just relax, fuckin' relax.
Oh, fuck this.
We're just goin' in for a second.
This guy isn't anything we have to worry about.
By the way, we're on Nash Street, come on.
We're goin' in.
We're buyin' a quarter.
Once we know he's sellin', that's it.
We'll be on our way.
All right.
You're right.
You're doin', you're doin' all the fuckin' talkin'.
Hey, don't get all shy guy on me, all right?
These dealers are paranoid.
If they think we're narcs, they'll turn us away,
or...
they'll shoot us.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Hey, don't worry about it right now.
Let's go.
And I'm sorry I didn't take you to eat before this.
I shoulda been thinkin' of you.
(KNOCKING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
What's up, buds?
I'm Cliff, this is my friend, Otis.
What you doin' on my porch?
Pete Simms told us he was gonna call ya.
Said we were comin' over.
Could you hook us up?
Oh, fuck, 'course.
Why didn't you say so, bud?
Yeah, he totally called.
I'll, uh...
Let ya in.
Welcome to the casa.
CLIFF: Nice house.
Oh, for sure.
It's kind of an old man river of a place.
AC doesn't work, little bit of a
unknown stink comin' from the sink area,
but you know, it's nice, right?
I mean, what's the word?
Quaint?
No, not quaint, that's all right.
I was thinkin' like, cozy.
Cozy or...
How 'bout rustic?
No, not rustic.
Rustic?
Jesus, Otis.
It's not a fucking cabin in the woods.
There's a strip club two or three minutes from here.
That pedophile man we passed right outside?
How the fuck could that be rustic?
I know.
It's not a house, it's a pad.
Fuck.
Perfect.
It's a great pad you got here.
What'd you say your name was again?
Name's Christopher.
Chris, nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you, as well.
I help you boys to some brews, here?
We're in a bit of a hurry.
Love one, thanks.
There we go.
I know we got some Moorlies, little IPA.
Oh, dude, we got a shitty home brew,
but it's a home brew.
You drink a fuckin' home brew.
So.
CLIFF: All right.
You guys were sent from Pete Simms.
I speculate you're here for the chronic.
Friend of Pete's is a friend of mine.
So.
I'm gonna hook you up with a sample.
Now,
I know how mind blowing this shit is, so,
I'm gonna need to see your faces after the first puff.
I don't know.
We're in a bit of a hurry.
We're not in that big of a hurry.
There it is.
Whoo!
Lemme tell ya, you won't regret.
Thanks.
CHRIS: Yeah, it's, it's so nice.
That's some seriously sweet chronic.
CHRIS: Oh, for sure best stuff I've smoked, hands down.
So, what do you say?
(COUGHING)
Could we get,
could we get a quarter?
Absolutely.
Allow me to show you to the stash.
It's downstairs.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Wait.
Can't we just do the deal up here?
Why do we have to go downstairs?
That's where the stash is.
Listen, you boys help yourself to whatever's in the fridge.
Make yourself at home.
I'm gonna go take a tinkle.
I'll be right back, okay?
(TENSE MUSIC)
What the...
I don't fuckin' like this.
You said we were gonna be in and out.
We know he's got the pot.
Why are we goin' downstairs?
Dude, relax.
We have to do this deal.
One joint doesn't say shit.
We've gotta do this deal.
We've got to see that he's got the stash.
You know we've gotta go down there.
So, quit bein' a pussy, and come on.
No, we don't.
I'm stoned out of my head.
We don't have to go down there.
The guy just fuckin' sniffed my face.
Shut the fuck up, Otis.
Pull yourself together.
We've gotta go down there.
Quit talkin' about all this bolting bullshit
and follow me.
OTIS: Fuck.
Hey, oh right this way.
(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Hey guys.
This strapping young man is Cliff.
Cliff, Jocelyn, Klaus.
Klaus is German.
He's a little bit spotty with the English,
but don't let that stop you from talking to him.
He's fucking hilarious.
And this handsome devil is Otis.
I think, right, Otis?
Yeah? Yeah.
Anyway, Otis is not much of a talker but what he
lacks in wordplay, he makes up with wicked enthusiasm
and I'm tellin' ya, a penchant
for bein' a lady killer, this guy.
Probably a shitty poker player, though, am I right?
Thanks, bud.
'Preciate that.
Anyhoo, Otis, Klaus, Jocelyn.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Otis.
Hi Jocelyn.
Have a seat, bud.
Finish up this joint.
(TENSE MUSIC)
You guys like bongs?
(TENSE MUSIC)
Do you mind?
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
CLIFF: Hey, does Klaus not smoke?
CHRIS: Oh, he smokes.
He's all fucked up on 'shrooms right now.
CLIFF: Wait, Klaus doesn't smoke?
Oh, he smokes.
But he's all fucked up on 'shrooms right now.
CLIFF: Hey, does Klaus not smoke?
CHRIS: Oh, he smokes.
But he's all fucked up on 'shrooms right now.
(BABY GIGGLING)
Wait, Klaus doesn't smoke?
Oh, he smokes,
but he's all fucked up on 'shrooms right now.
(BABY SCREAMING)
Oh, he smokes, all right,
but he's all fucked up on a broom right now.
(BABY LAUGHING)
Oh, he might be a witch, the way he's
ridin' a broom right now.
(SWOOSHING)
(BABY LAUGHING)
Oh, he smokes, all right,
but he's got 'shrooms pulsing
in his fucking face right now.
(POPPING)
(BABY LAUGHING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Do you ever get that feeling
when you first meet someone, that
maybe you've met them before?
Maybe we knew each other in a past life.
Maybe it was in a dream.
It doesn't
happen very often,
and
never in this way.
Sometimes it's just a feeling like it was
a friend or maybe Deja Vu.
But with you,
it is very different.
I feel
an energy with you.
Almost
an electricity.
Do you feel that?
Yep, I feel it.
I, uh...
Gotta be honest.
I'm a little nervous.
It's not because you're beautiful,
or it's probably because you're beautiful,
but I'm pretty stoned right now.
Relax.
Enjoy
the ride.
The night is only going to get weirder.
All right, you're up, bud.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(BONG GURGLING)
(COUGHING)
Holy shit!
It burns!
Sure does, bud.
That's how you know it's working.
Just keep on drinkin' that beer, bud.
We're gonna be all right.
Oh my God.
I was thinking about when you first meet someone.
Like us, tonight,
and you know,
most of the people you meet,
I don't even remember their fuckin' names,
and after a few days, I forget their faces.
It's almost like I never met them.
But, that's life, right?
People come and go.
Forgetting's just a coping mechanism.
But then like, with you,
tonight,
I feel like every so often you meet someone
that you were destined to meet.
Like,
Fate.
Yeah.
Fate.
You think we were meant to be.
I do.
Sounds crazy, but, I feel like our spirits,
they've been searching for each other
for who knows how long
and tonight, here,
they finally found each other.
Need another beer, bud?
OTIS: Please.
Yah, be right back.
You guys talkin' about?
Hey.
OTIS: Spirits.
JOCELYN: And fate.
All right.
(MUMBLING)
Folks like music?
Thanks.
Jocelyn here, and I, been known to play a bit.
Call it a jam.
All right.
Well, let's hear it.
("MINNESOTA LULLABY" BY DAVID GUSTAFSON)
♪ I grew up in the trailers ♪
♪ Underneath the hot sun ♪
♪ The old man was a failure ♪
♪ But man he had some fun ♪
♪ I been thinkin' 'bout leavin' ♪
♪ And what it's all about ♪
♪ Nightmares of the cheatin' ♪
♪ My lullaby's been sad a long time now ♪
♪ Take me away from this lyin' and sinnin' ♪
♪ Take me away to our place in the trees ♪
♪ Is this the end, or is it just the Beginnin' ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ If you need me ♪
♪ I think our season's called the wonder of autumn ♪
♪ I think our season's found upon the shore ♪
♪ Maybe I'll feel better ♪
♪ When I've hit the bottom ♪
♪ Maybe I've never seen ♪
♪ Eyes like yours before ♪
♪ When the leaves fall I can't help but start thinkin' ♪
♪ 'Bout every loss, I'm feelin' those sundown blues ♪
♪ Can't keep my head up ♪
♪ I'm drowning and I'm sinking ♪
♪ Slowly dyin' 'til I get back to my muse ♪
♪ Take me away from this lyin' and sinnin' ♪
♪ Take me away to our place in the trees ♪
♪ Is this the end, or is it just the Beginnin' ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ If you need me ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ If you need me ♪
Good shit.
Holy shit, man.
They're pretty fuckin' good.
I mean, she's no Shania, but she's pretty fuckin' good.
These hippies?
They ain't shit.
That girl, that chick, she sounds like she's got some lisp.
All right, you know something' Fowlkes?
Fuck you, you're a hater and an idiot.
You hate.
Yeah, yeah.
Right, Swish.
You know something?
You're a fuckin' idiot too yourself.
You don't know anything about music.
I know music.
I don't know if it's because you have a little dick
or maybe it's because your mother was
drunk was she was pregnant with you, I don't know.
Sure.
Yeah.
I know about music.
Why don't you just shut the fuck up
and think about the next Craigslist hooker
that you're gonna fall in love with.
Okay, you know what?
First, Daisy was a nice girl, okay?
And second, just because you sing in the church choir
in between your binge drinking and your Asian porn addiction
doesn't mean you know anything about music.
I know fucking music, all right?
I seen Hootie and The Blowfish
in concert twice, for Chrissake.
Yeah, yeah right.
Hey, relax Frye.
We're not gonna miss much,
just maybe a couple of bong rips or something, but...
When they seal the deal, we got 'em.
Hey, do we know if our backup's gonna be ready?
This is gonna happen soon, I can feel it.
Our backup better be fucking ready.
They're ready.
They're parked around the corner.
They're just waitin' for our call.
(TAPPING)
(ENGINE ZOOMING)
OTIS: You see that?
What the fuck?
Just keep walkin'.
If they say anything, we're fuckin' gone.
Go, Swish, go.
SWISHER: Police!
Stop right there!
White male pursuit.
(ENGINE ZOOMING) (FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
♪ You're a clam ♪
(CLAPPING)
(KNOCKING)
Ho!
Company.
Comin!
JOCELYN: Knock, knock.
What's goin' on?
(MUMBLING)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Okay, everybody, I'd like to introduce Mikey and Mehmet.
Mikey, he's a Virgo, fisherman kinda.
Never catches a damn thing, do ya, Mike?
Mehmet is Armenian.
Fuckin' Turkish, bro.
I'm Turkish, everyone.
Fuckin' Turkish.
'Course, well anyway.
You know Klaus and Jocelyn.
Here we have the new buds, Otis and Cliff.
Good people.
Pete sent 'em.
We been having a fuckin' hoot of a time.
Pop a squat, bro.
Finish that story.
Man, so there we are, you know, at the bar.
Ordered a couple drinks, chillin', you know Chris?
CHRIS: Sure do, bud.
Just a couple drunk assholes at the bar.
Yes, exactly, but up walks this Russian bitch.
Sexiest thing you've ever seen in your life.
Fat ass and without thinking, I had to say,
I said goddamn!
CHRIS: Goddamn.
MIKE: Mmm hmm.
MEHMET: Actually, she was Bulgarian.
CHRIS: Even better.
Well man, can we just agree
this bitch had an amazing ass?
Oh yeah.
One in a million.
Thank you, and you know Chris, when it comes to asses,
I do not play because I am an ass man.
You know,
when I was in elementary school,
all the other kids were on the slide, the swings,
shit, on the fuckin' teeter totter, but not me.
Wanna know why?
CHRIS: Why is that, bud?
'Cause I do not play.
When it comes to asses, I don't play.
(FAINT ROCK MUSIC)
CHRIS: All right.
We get it, you don't play.
MEHMET: Oh this girl, she was not amused.
No, I mean, Jocelyn.
If a guy's sittin' at the bar and you walk by
and he says goddamn, you gonna take that
as a compliment, right?
Exactly.
CHRIS: Ass girl doesn't like the ass compliments.
MEHMET: She slapped him.
She did.
So, we got up and politely walked away,
finished our drinks.
No big deal.
CHRIS: You curse out a little Philly with a nice
turd cutter and proceed to get wasted,
am I close?
Very close.
And there I am, you know, relaxing,
trying to drink my cocktail in peace when...
The boyfriend.
MIKE: Yeah, can you believe that?
I try and pay a girl a very classy compliment like that
so up walks the biggest Russian dude I've ever seen.
Coulda been a tranny, but my knowledge
of Russian trannies is a story for another night.
MEHMET: Big fucker.
Not Russian but friends behind him all stand up.
CHRIS: I'm sure Mikey shit his pants right away.
Fuck, and I did.
I shit my pants right there.
But you know what?
Now, now I'm ready to fight.
I know the end is near, I just know it.
I did the only thing I could think of at that point
to save my Persian friend.
Turkish, bro, I'm fuckin' Turkish bro.
So, Mike grabs this big Russian guy
by the fuckin' balls and he grabbed 'em hard...
Well, I got his whole set, you know,
fuckin' locked in this iron grip,
leadin' this cocksucker around the room.
He doesn't know what to do and his friends,
shit, just sittin' over in the corner, got nothin'.
CHRIS: Might as well be in Russia.
Might as well be in fuckin' Russia.
CHRIS: Yeah.
Somehow, Mike lets go and we dart.
The three friends run after us,
but what they didn't know...
CHRIS: Know what?
They didn't know that they were fuckin'
with the scrotum samurai.
(LAUGHING)
CHRIS: Nice.
This guy's an idiot,
and his stories are super lame.
Do you wanna do something weird with me?
Yes.
Yes, I so.
Tell me your life story.
The quick version.
I'm stoned and don't wanna remember your grandma's name,
tonight, at least.
(FAINT ROCK MUSIC)
Good afternoon, everyone.
Good afternoon, Maija.
I'm sorry, son.
I don't think we've met.
Who are you?
I'm Otis.
DOCTOR: Okay.
Oh, this is Maija's caretaker.
She's been so positive since they started working together.
He's like family to us.
That's great, that's really great.
She'll need Otis now more than ever.
We've had some setbacks.
Maija's health is declining at a rapid rate.
It cannot be reversed or slowed.
(MOANING)
Hey, hey, hey.
DOCTOR: I suggest you take some time off from work,
spend as much time with her as you can right now
because there won't be much.
OTIS: Hey, I'll take care of you.
DOCTOR: I'll see you in a week and we can reevaluate.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(SNAPPING)
Wow.
You were going somewhere deep.
Hey, relax.
I thought it'd be a fun game.
Why don't we play it later?
I'm really surprised though, in a good way.
Every time I play this game, I mean every time,
the person either starts bragging about
their accomplishments or material possessions
or starts spouting off some nervous rhetoric
to try and gather pieces of their boring lives,
but not you.
I guess I'm different.
Maybe a little weird.
I like weird.
I like weird, too.
I'm weird.
I like it.
Fuck.
(THUDDING) Goddammit.
What the fuck, Swish?
Fuck, God.
Did we just miss that deal?
Did we just miss that fucking deal?
Are you finished?
You done?
Okay, there's no way those two stoners
are walking away without a bag.
No fucking way.
We didn't get it because we didn't want it.
We want the big deal.
We want the big score.
We don't want this dime bag deal.
Would you just relax?
Fuck!
I wanted that Turkish bastard.
Sorry all.
Fuckin' business.
But, now, we get back to the night.
(CLACKING)
I think they're ready.
Which one of you yay hoos plays the guitar?
That's my boy Otis right here.
CHRIS: Oh.
They've spoken.
All right.
Let's see here.
("MOONSHINE AND MARYJANE" BY DAVID GUSTAFSON)
♪ I've been accused of having tunnel vision ♪
♪ I've been accused of not having much to say ♪
♪ Oh please forgive my constant contradiction ♪
♪ And maybe I will change my ways ♪
♪ My evil ways ♪
♪ There's time my shadows used to judge me ♪
♪ And times my shadows looked away ♪
♪ Oh the past now looks so lovely ♪
♪ I was wronged nothing left to say ♪
♪ And maybe I lost you to another ♪
♪ But baby I'll get through the pain ♪
♪ And maybe you found another lover ♪
♪ But I found moonshine and Maryjane. ♪
♪ You forgave my stubborn self absorption ♪
♪ You forgave my wandering eye ♪
♪ You said my love was like extortion ♪
♪ The rent was too damn high ♪
♪ So was I ♪
♪ My my my ♪
♪ Your nights are probably filled with kissin' ♪
♪ My nights are filled with pain ♪
♪ You moved on now seem so submissive ♪
♪ Not me I never wanted change ♪
♪ Any maybe you found another ♪
♪ But baby I'll get through the pain ♪
♪ And maybe you found another lover ♪
♪ But I found moonshine and Maryjane ♪
♪ Oh and I found moonshine and Maryjane ♪
Whoo.
Wanna go grab a real drink, bud?
Lead the fuckin' way.
Yeah.
Good song, bud.
Hey, thanks, man.
So, can I hear your life story now?
Mmm,
no.
Why not?
Aren't we playin' your game?
Uh...
Not...
Not quite yet.
I wanna know something first.
Sure, what?
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
CHRIS: You're right, bud.
This is a sweet spot.
It is, it is.
The world can be a rough place man,
but this spot right here, right now,
it's good for you and me.
Yeah.
I don't know, man.
I like the world.
I like the people.
The journeys.
Shit, Sammy, I like it all.
Yeah.
Enjoy it, man.
Enjoy it.
'Cause I'm tellin' ya, there's gonna be a day
when someone that you love,
someone that you just hold dear to your heart,
they're just gonna fuckin' rip it all up, man,
and I'm tellin' ya, they're going to fuck it up,
and in that time, you need to get back to the wild.
Back to the fucking wilderness,
'cause your heart can scar, man,
but get out here, it can really heal you.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(POPPING)
(GLUGGING)
Mmm.
We need a real drink, bud.
Let's get mobile.
Come on.
Where are we going?
Close that door.
We'll smoke this real quick.
I don't wanna smoke in the car.
'Bout the whole lifestyle thing,
I guess the only downside,
this whole lifestyle that I got,
would be, you know, I know that there's
this big city out there, just livin' every night
and I could be a part of it,
but I don't.
I just fuckin' kick back in the basement,
wait for people to show up.
I guess that's the only downside.
You know what I mean?
(MUMBLING)
(COUGHING)
(SPITTING)
Whoa.
That shit is rough.
Oh yeah, bud, the worst.
Fuckin' straight gasoline and asshole.
Do you wanna hear a rap?
Hell yeah.
Yeah?
So, you know how society is,
says you need a wife and some kids,
a nine to five, a house and a Prius.
Tonight we're having steak, tomorrow we're eatin' ribs
and Lord knows it better be ready at six,
'cause I'm a man and that's what a man is, right?
Yeah, okay.
Yeah.
See, you gotta compare yourself to your neighbor,
'cause there's rules and guidelines and standards
and if you don't follow 'em, you're gonna get cancer.
See, I got a lot of questions.
I don't got a lot of answers.
They say Jesus was a carpenter.
I think he was a dancer.
I'm not sure I follow.
Mmm, sure bud.
This life is a lot to swallow.
That's why I tend to stick to the bottle.
Tonight, I'll feel great.
Tomorrow, I'll feel hollow.
Shit, shower, maybe shave, beg, steal, borrow.
Last night I gave head to a bum in a Bronco,
followed it with Jack In The Box and two tacos.
(CHUCKLING)
You had me there for a sec.
Now you lost me.
Well sure, we're all lost, bud.
It's trial and error 'til the clock's done.
Then you go to heaven and you can be what you want,
do what you want, eat what you want,
drop a deuce on the top of a table in a restaurant.
Rob a bank, make a run.
I swear I'm a good guy, but the devil's a lot of fun.
That he is.
Man, that's what it is in this life of sin.
Where everybody can't even agree on what God is.
The only thing I know is that Karma's a bitch.
They say everybody dies, not everybody lives.
Man, I just want a fuckin' smooch of a whiskey
and a puff of cannabis.
Okay, maybe a house and a Prius.
Amen.
Should we get lost?
Let's hit the road.
CHRIS: All right, bud.
All right, we need the tail.
Okay, we got two on foot.
I think that's our dealer and we need
eyes on him, all right?
You're not goin', Swish.
Yeah, the fuck I'm not.
Would you relax, Swish?
You know, Jesus, you want me to slap you
in front of Frye?
Look, you can't go because we don't want you
to blow your cover.
All right, you're right.
You're fuckin' right.
We're sending Frye.
Me?
You want me to go?
FOWLKES: Mmm.
Yeah, Frye, get the fuck up
and follow those hippies before I lose this deal
and I rip your arms off and use 'em
as paddles for my fuckin' dingy.
(CLATTERING)
God, I fuckin' love that kid.
(ENGINE ZOOMING)
(DOORS THUDDING)
(CLANKING)
(FAINT MUSIC)
Nice place.
Yeah.
Real nice place, bud.
My favorite bar, my go to.
There's quite the absence of ladies around here.
You want ladies,
couple trollups to go, please.
Lesbians.
What do you mean?
Those are not lesbians.
See?
Lesbians.
Huh.
Who doesn't like a couple of brunies, huh?
(FAINT MUSIC)
ABE: Hey fellas.
What are ya havin'?
Hey, let's do two tequilas, two brews, please.
No whiskey?
Oh, fuck that man.
We're at uh,
we're at the bar.
We drink whiskey at the house.
When I'm away, take full advantage of tastier beverage.
Okay.
Right.
(MUMBLING)
ABE: Limes?
Oh yeah, bud.
(LADIES CHATTERING)
(FAINT MUSIC)
All right.
ABE: Pay or tab?
Uh, let's do tab.
Um, gotta feelin' we'll be doin' another round or two.
Cheers.
All right.
CLIFF: What are you doin'?
Little chat with the lesbians.
Hey.
CHUCK: How you doin'?
WOMAN: Fine, how are you?
(FOOTSTEPS CLUNKING)
I'd like to buy you a drink.
What are we havin'?
How 'bout tequila?
(FAINT MUSIC)
(THUDDING)
Like to get four shots of tequila, please.
Limes?
Name's Chuck Haley.
Cliff.
Got a girlfriend, Cliff?
Yeah, I got a girl.
(GLASSES CLACKING)
Here's to Cliff's girlfriend.
Ah!
Your girlfriend like bonfires, Cliff?
Huh?
I got some property outside of town.
Real nice spread.
You should bring your girlfriend by.
We'll make up some drinks.
We can get her drunk and show her a real good time.
I'll make a nice bonfire.
My mom lives there, too.
She won't bother us when I have guests.
(FAINT ROCK MUSIC)
What the fuck is this?
It's a blank check.
The name on the check says Edith.
Are you Edith?
Edith is my mother.
The check is signed.
Frankly, my family's finances
are none of your damn business.
Did you have your mother sign a blank check
so you could go to the bar?
Can I sign it for a hundred over and get the cash?
This is absolutely ridiculous,
but yes.
You can.
But why does your mother pay your bar tab?
All of my money is currently wrapped up in investments
or sitting in my mother's accounts.
I could buy everything in this bar if I wanted to.
Your finances.
I work three jobs trying to just get by.
You're having your mother writing checks so you can drink.
Well, I guess your parents should have made
better life choices.
What the fuck did you say?
Can I get three more shots, the total
and a hundred over so I can have some spending cash?
So, ladies.
What do you think?
We gonna do this?
You know what?
You're adorable, but you don't know
what the fuck you're doing.
Okay, listen here.
The only reason that I came over here...
(MUMBLING)
(SMACKING)
Ooh, fair enough, all right.
CLIFF: How'd it go, Romeo?
Fuckin' lesbians.
(LAUGHING)
(TAPPING)
♪ Woke up this morning ♪
♪ Was hurtin' real bad ♪
♪ Hungover, heartbroken since the night before last ♪
♪ I lost my girl ♪
♪ When we were out drinkin' ♪
♪ Probably ditched me and went back to strippin' ♪
♪ Tossin' quarters in her dirty panties ♪
♪ She twirls the pole with her fake hip and bad knees ♪
♪ She got five kids from five different guys ♪
♪ Oh, how I miss her ♪
♪ Like a lover and friend ♪
So, cheers, to the gypsies,
hood rats and tramps.
♪ And here's for another of whatever's on tap ♪
♪ And prost to the frauleins who did gladly depart ♪
♪ You live on in our dreams ♪
♪ You live on in our hearts ♪
I've lost two women in my lifetime.
One, my soulmate and my partner in crime.
The first was gorgeous, crazy smart.
The second stole the keys to my heart.
Now, both of these ladies left me there cryin'.
First one left me for a tree trimmer named Brian.
The second one rode off with a cowboy named Kale.
She did some meth, now she's in jail.
So cheers to the gypsies, hood rats and tramps.
And here's for another of whatever's on tap.
And prost to the frauleins
♪ Who did gladly depart ♪
♪ You live on in our dreams ♪
♪ You live on in our hearts ♪
♪ When I lost my girl ♪
♪ I tried to pretend ♪
♪ It didn't hurt so I slept with her friends ♪
♪ Selfish and sexy is a dangerous mixture ♪
♪ At least I still have her naked pictures ♪
(LAUGHING)
♪ Since I lost her, I won't settle down ♪
♪ So I'll keep sleepin' my way through this town ♪
♪ When she looks back I hope she isn't upset ♪
♪ What hurts more, the loss or regret ♪
So cheers to the gypsies, hoodrats and tramps.
And here's to another of whatever's on tap.
And prost to the frauleins
♪ Who did gladly depart ♪
♪ You live on in our dreams ♪
♪ You live on in our hearts ♪
♪ So cheers to the gypsies, hoodrats and tramps ♪
♪ And here's to another of whatever's on tap ♪
♪ And prost to the frauleins who did gladly depart ♪
♪ You live on in our dreams ♪
♪ You live on in our hearts ♪
Here's to Cliff's girlfriend.
(LAUGHING)
Sip a tip of whiskey.
Suck it down, bud.
Whoo.
Wanna know why I drink it?
My old man drank Kentucky bourbon all his life.
So, that's what I drink now.
Tradition, I guess.
What an absolutely horrible tradition.
Come on, uno mas.
Last one.
For now.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
CLIFF: Fuck that.
Look, I know it's not the best, bud,
but you don't question tradition.
We got the bourbon, you drink the burb.
Know where I think you're wrong?
Besides the bourbon, of course.
I think you've got it wrong outside this pad.
There's an entire city out there,
living every single night.
Here you are, in your basement,
playin' music with your friends.
Out there, it's only temptation, girls,
money.
Girls, did I mention that?
Mentioned the girls.
Those people, they're all just
wandering through the distractions,
following their trends, bunch of fuckin' sheep.
Fuckin' sheep, bud.
Here you are, playin' your music,
havin' a good time, avoiding those distractions.
Yeah.
Money, it's overrated, but clubs?
They're overrated.
Girls, well, they're...
They're nice.
They're out there.
Yeah.
I gotta get out more, bud.
But hey, let's not let all this girl talk
get in the way of my drunken mumblin' about money and life.
I get it, man.
Enjoy life.
Money's overrated.
Fuck.
Every now and again, I gotta get my stoner ass
off the couch and taste the nectar.
Let's get back to this party.
Come on.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
Come on.
Come on, whoo, whoo.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(CLATTERING)
(WHIMPERING)
Hey, hey.
Maija, hey.
Hey.
Maija.
(WEEPING)
Hey, I know you're scared.
I'm scared, too.
What do we do?
What do we do when we're scared?
Huh?
We flow.
What do we do when we're scared?
(WEEPING)
We flow.
We fight, we fight, we fight.
We flow.
We fight, we fight, we fight.
Okay?
You remember this.
We flow.
We fight, we fight, we fight.
We flow.
We fight, we fight, we fight.
You got it.
We flow.
We fight, we fight, we fight.
We flow.
We fight, we fight, we fight.
We flow.
We fight, we fight, we fight.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
(ENGINE ZOOMING)
Oh!
Nice.
(LAUGHING)
Did you have a nice trip?
(LAUGHING)
Well, amigos,
I'm pretty intoxicated.
Feel like maybe we should smoke about it.
Hey, great.
(KNOCKING)
Ah, some bitch.
All right, I'll get it.
Be right back.
Hey.
Relax.
None of us know what's gonna happen.
That is what makes life so great.
Will you please hand me that joint?
Klaus is way too gone to put marijuana into the equation.
So, I've gotten to know your
friend.
So would you please sit down?
You're startin' to freak me out.
It'd be nice to get to know you
while we're all enjoying this moment.
So sit down.
(GRUNTING)
Listen, darlin'.
My little friend over here is quite adorable,
but me, I'm not a people person.
I don't like people.
Don't have any stories, and I definitely can't
give you anything in this special moment.
I have to ask you something.
CHRIS: Hey guys.
To be continued.
(UPTEMPO ROCK MUSIC)
Who are these guys?
We got Cliff, we got Otis.
Go ahead.
(THUDDING)
Put your fuckin' butt down, let me roll this joint.
PETRA: Who are these guys?
It's a good thing you're beautiful, Petra.
We've already done this.
(UPTEMPO ROCK MUSIC)
Well, listen.
There's a pretty good chance that I'm a little drunk.
Maybe not a little, I'm really fucking drunk.
I can vouch for that.
We might have taken the attention of several
Sigma Nu's at ladies' night in a shit hole bar downtown
to the liberty of three to a half dozen lemon drops.
I don't know why, but frat boys will take out
a second student loan when you wear a shirt
that almost exposes a nipple.
(LAUGHING)
I'm guessing that effect works on all men.
Well, this here should relax everybody.
These girls can be a real fuckin' headache.
But they're not that bad when they're stoned.
Super slutty, though.
(FAINT FUNKY MUSIC)
Bud.
You need to take this seat.
Hot seat.
There.
PETRA: Sorry, sorry.
(FAINT FUNKY MUSIC)
Go to the bars?
No.
The clubs?
Nope.
House parties.
Why not?
CLIFF: I don't really like people.
You don't like people?
But you're here, with people.
Once in a while I meet someone who's
not so bad.
Hmm, I love people.
How can you not like people?
I hate people, too.
No, no, no, no, no.
You're lyin' bitch.
We go out every fucking night.
That's because I love sex.
I hate the majority of people, though.
CHRIS: Gotcha hater.
Well, what about me?
Huh, what about me?
You?
I'd hit it.
Stop.
CHRIS: Fuck yeah.
All right, what's your stance on love, then,
since you know, you don't like people and all.
That's a tricky one.
I don't think there's really a correct answer to love.
I suppose I'm for it.
But then, you've got those fuckin' smug couples,
suburban, two stories, Range Rovers,
stupid fuckin' Pinterest,
decorations all over their front porch.
Nah.
Changed my mind.
I don't love love.
Okay, there's nothing wrong with Pinterest.
Okay, you hate people.
You don't believe in love, what's next?
Are you gonna tell me you hate sex?
No, no, no.
Absolutely am obsessed with sex.
Mmm, me too.
Okay, are you more of a breast man or an ass man?
Breasts, duh.
You know, I don't know if it's because I'm so drunk,
but I'm finding you incredibly sexy right now.
You are super drunk, though.
Fuck this.
Jocelyn, you little porcelain hippie.
Please sing a song for me.
JOCELYN: Oh yeah?
DANA: Mmm hmm.
JOCELYN: And what would you like me to sing about?
I don't know.
About your great fuckin' life.
JOCELYN: Oh.
DANA: Somethin' that explains
a little somethin' somethin'.
Yeah, okay.
Okay.
So great, let's see, okay.
("I GOT HIGH" BY DAVID, JENNIFER AND AMY GUSTAFSON)
♪ I got no fancy automobile ♪
♪ No lover, no kisses, no evenin' thrill ♪
♪ I never found my one true love ♪
♪ But was once saved from up above ♪
♪ Got no wishin' star in my sky ♪
Shit.
DANA: Come on.
♪ But I got high, I got high ♪
Yeah.
Come on, Chris.
Killer.
DANA: Sing it, baby.
♪ I got, I got, I got ♪
♪ I got no woman to get naked with ♪
♪ No more beer in my damn fridge ♪
I got no regrets holding me back,
just waitin' around to sell another sack.
The wind always blows so hard when it's time to fly.
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
♪ I got no frat boys to tag team me ♪
♪ And you don't get to slut shame me ♪
♪ There's only one reason I get on my knees ♪
♪ 'Cause I do who I want whenever I please ♪
♪ No hot dude to eat my cunt ♪
What?
(BOTTLES CLANKING)
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
Go ahead.
♪ I got no dreams, no real wealth ♪
♪ Been called loyal if nothin' else ♪
♪ I got no kin, no true fans ♪
♪ No reason to sing or dance ♪
♪ Not gonna make the mornin' light ♪
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
Got anything?
♪ I got no faith in humanity ♪
♪ But uh ♪
♪ Glass half full as you can see ♪
That's right.
♪ Got no time and no way out ♪
♪ No need to join the crowd ♪
♪ I got no flow and no more fight ♪
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
(WHISTLING)
You go get it.
(EXCITED CHATTERING)
Gotta get one from you.
CLIFF: Klaus!
DANA: No, definitely not.
(WHISTLING)
No, definitely not.
(MUMBLING)
(MELLOW HIP HOP MUSIC)
♪ Yeah, it's feelin' so good ♪
♪ Two things ♪
♪ First thing is ♪
♪ I wanna know the name of that girl ♪
♪ That keeps walking by ♪
♪ Two ♪
♪ Two legs been in her legacy is crash course eventually ♪
♪ On her way to havin' lunch ♪
♪ Embarrassing fuckin' in platforms ♪
♪ Begin our fuckin' ♪
♪ Want a drink so bad ♪
♪ (MUMBLING) ♪
It's all fucked.
This world is fucked.
You think this is as bad as it gets, 'cause it's not.
It's gonna get way worse.
And fast.
(CRYSTAL SNIFFING)
CRYSTAL: Oh my God, I feel like a fucking rock star.
♪ You're so inviting ♪
♪ Y'all can't fight it ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Pass that green and (MUMBLING) ♪
♪ Force my hand, I'll have the half that remain ♪
♪ Yeah, write another one ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ And another one ♪
(THUDDING)
You done?
Just watching.
What the fuck, dude?
Not seein' this?
Man, this ain't shit.
Crystal'll be doing cartwheels all around
this place in a minute.
Pretty sure she was raised by carnies in Reno or somethin'.
Just wait 'til she does another line
and then we can watch.
But now, we've got a decision to make.
Are we really gonna let this ruin their lives?
No way.
No fuckin' way.
♪ (MUMBLING) ♪
(SNIFFING)
All right, boy.
♪ (MUMBLING) ♪
♪ The homies homey light the fire ♪
♪ 'Til the roof's gone ♪
♪ And it (MUMBLING) popping out ♪
(SNIFFING)
Whoo!
♪ Let the plot thicken ♪
♪ I'm talkin' my shit ♪
♪ Walkin' on ice ♪
♪ (MUMBLING) ♪
♪ Know that you got my respect ♪
You're right.
We're just gonna go through with it.
What else can we do?
Just get it done, get it out of our lives,
and then it's over.
What else can we do?
♪ Gotta work ♪
♪ We ain't fuckin' around ♪
♪ You're so accustomed to that fast ♪
Nothing.
♪ Funny how I'm still thinkin' ♪
This is our only choice.
♪ Last night ♪
♪ Yes, I got that kick flip ♪
♪ Guess who got that air pipe ♪
♪ Kick kick got that air pipe ♪
(SNIFFING)
Whoo, fuck.
Feel so fucking hot right now.
♪ The world's just the way you made it ♪
♪ Uh huh ♪
♪ Why would I let some winner jam for free ♪
♪ Get what you want ♪
♪ Got to got to be bitchin' ♪
♪ Uh huh ♪
♪ Yeah, 'cause I got a feelin' to let the whole world go ♪
♪ Different sky 'til the flies are wasted ♪
♪ Uh huh ♪
♪ Hit 'em with love be for nothin' ♪
♪ When the needle comes ♪
Fuck you.
You're such a fuckin' dick.
♪ Knob lately uh huh uh huh ♪
♪ (MUMBLING) ♪
Watch what she does after this next line.
That thing that you guys all do.
Just do it, what?
Oh.
We have to be going.
It's been fun.
Bye.
We'll see you very soon.
(MUMBLING)
Sure.
Jocelyn.
'Til next time.
DANA: Sweetheart.
We should get together and have coffee soon, okay?
JOCELYN: Coffee.
DANA: Just, you know, drinks.
Bye.
See ya.
DANA: Bye, Klaus.
It's good to see you.
Come on, let's go.
Bye.
(HEELS CLACKING)
♪ Oh wonder of autumn ♪
♪ I think our season ♪
♪ Found upon the shore ♪
♪ Maybe I'll feel better ♪
♪ When I've hit bottom ♪
♪ Maybe I've never seen ♪
♪ Eyes like yours before ♪
♪ I think our season's called ♪
♪ The wonder of autumn ♪
♪ I think our season's ♪
♪ Found upon the shore ♪
♪ Maybe I'll feel better ♪
♪ When I've hit bottom ♪
♪ Maybe I've never seen ♪
♪ Eyes like yours before ♪
♪ (MUMBLING) ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ If you need me ♪
How 'bout you help me grab some beers, homie?
Oh.
Okay.
Bye.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
What the fuck are you doing?
Don't tell me we're still goin' through with this.
We will.
We have to.
No, we don't.
You like Chris.
You don't like anybody, but you like him.
These are good people.
Just wanna fuck up their lives?
I know what this is about,
and don't you fuckin' lie to me.
You're fallin' for that broad.
That why you don't wanna go through with this?
I haven't met anybody that is that amazing.
I can be myself around her, and she likes it.
She really likes it.
I feel I can touch her, I can feel her heart.
It's indescribable.
Well, sorry.
We're fuckin' doin' it.
No.
We can just run.
We can leave.
It's not too late.
We can get the fuck outta here,
and not fuck up her future,
fuck up these peoples' lives.
You wanna walk.
No, no, no, no, no.
Tonight's about to get very dark for our new friends.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
We missed another deal.
How the fuck did we miss another deal?
What the fuck are you doing here, Frye, all right?
We just needed a dollop of evidence, just skosh, all right?
We sent in the biggest ears on the mother fuckin' force
and we got jack shit.
Do your mother fucking job, Frye.
Keep it up, Frye.
You're doin' just fine.
Hey, Swish.
They're not talkin'.
They're doin' deals, we know that,
but they're just not verbalizing the exchange.
So, would you just mellow out your Viagra withdrawals
and let me and Frye just relax, here, Jesus.
Jesus Christ.
Feel like I'm babysitting a six foot tall limp dick.
Six foot one, asshole.
And why don't you go fuck up
some other single mother's life, fuckin' prick.
Hey, Frye, please don't use Detective Swisher
as an example of a detective
that we should all know and love.
God.
And just so we're all clear,
I never fucked up anybody's life.
I feel like it was merely a life's lesson
in those women's lives that they shouldn't let
an officer with bad intentions or,
or insatiable sexual appetite into their lives
if they're not willing to commit.
Women, and their commitment issues.
It's baffling.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
Oh God, I must look like a total mess right now.
I, Otis, I don't know how my life got to this moment.
(STAMMERING)
I'm just so scared for Maija,
and she must see that fear every single time I look at her,
but I can't help it.
She's my baby.
She's the most important thing in the world to me,
and I can't do anything to help her.
I can't do anything to make her better.
I just have to sit and watch her slowly suffer.
I know that one day I'm gonna wake up
and she'll be...
(WEEPING)
Hey,
I feel the same way.
I'm scared, too,
but I wanna spend
the rest of the time that we have with Maija
watching her smile.
MAIJA'S MOTHER: I'm so happy you found your way
into her life.
Hey, oh.
Your water, Klaus.
Don't need any alcohol cloudin' that trip.
All right.
(CLINKING)
Cheers.
What a night.
Well, hell yeah, bud.
I mean, here we are, night after night,
just jammin' out, playin' our music
and in walk you two, agitatin' the peace,
in a good way, bud.
Okay, I will tell you a
part, but you can't have all of it,
not tonight.
Huh?
My story?
You still wanna hear it?
Oh, yeah.
Okay, try and stay with me
for the journey.
So...
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
DRIVER: Where are you headed, little lady?
Well, headed wherever life takes me.
Guess my destination is getting a bit lost for a while.
All right, I'm headed 120 miles north.
Wanna lift?
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
So, where are you from, little lady?
All over the place.
I've been everywhere.
All right.
How long have you been on the road?
A little over three years.
Three years, oh my.
You ain't headed any place special?
You're just going?
It sounds cliche, but,
I needed to get away from life
and start really living, you know?
I like that, and you ain't running from nothin'?
You didn't kill anybody did you?
Not yet.
I'm just joking, I'm not running away from anything.
I guess I just wanted to explore the world
for a while and I'm not satisfied yet.
The road is a rough place,
and it's gonna be especially rough on a girl like you.
Yeah, I've had a few scary nights,
but it's made me tough, plus, at this point,
I don't think I can live with any more fear in my heart, so,
my heart's at peace.
This heart's wild and free.
I believe you, little lady.
Just take care of yourself, you hear?
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(MUMBLING)
(ENGINE ZOOMING)
CHARLIE: Evenin'.
Hi, thanks for stopping.
Hey yeah, thank you so much.
You're most certainly welcome.
Name's Charlie, driver here goes by Catfish.
Where you guys headed?
We don't really have a destination, man,
we're just kinda traveling, but,
the next town'd be really great.
Sure, I think we can help you out.
Wait.
What are we gonna get out of this, sweetie?
SHANE: What are you doin', man?
We're givin' you and your pretty girl a ride.
This is a huge inconvenience for us.
Don't you think we should get some sorta reward?
You know, for the chivalry of it?
Hey, fuck you, man.
We'll wait for the next car.
Fuck me?
No, fuck you, you dirty fuckin' hippie.
How 'bout we take your little slut for a ride?
Get the fuck outta here, man.
We don't want your chivalry, asshole.
Asshole?
(ENGINE RUMBLING)
(WAVES CRASHING)
(THUDDING)
JOCELYN: Hey, thanks a lot.
(MUMBLING)
Hey, you wanna go grab us somethin' to eat
and I'll go look for a place to set up our sleepin' bags?
Oh, yeah.
You know,
this is exactly where we're supposed to be in life,
eating microwave burritos and sleeping
behind a gas station.
Sarcasm and you are not a good mix.
Sorry.
(BELL RINGING)
(BOTTLES CLANKING)
(WRAPPER RUSTLING)
(MACHINERY HUMMING)
(WRAPPERS RUSTLING)
Hey, how are you?
Livin' my dream.
Four twenty nine.
(CLINKING)
JOCELYN: Thanks a lot.
(BELL RINGING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(THUDDING) (GRUNTING)
(CHUCKLING)
There's my girl.
Come on over, sweetie.
Join the party.
JOCELYN: Shane, Shane!
I've always wanted to fuck a hippie slut,
and your bitch of a boyfriend can watch, too.
(WHIMPERING)
(THUDDING)
Fuck you.
(TENSE MUSIC)
No, no, sweetie.
We're gonna fuck you.
(WHIMPERING)
Stop!
Stop.
CHARLIE: Get the fuck outta here.
(WHIMPERING)
(MUMBLING)
Go away, you crazy fuck.
(GRUNTING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
JOCELYN: Thank you.
No need to thank me.
We've all needed help.
Just, Shane.
Shane.
Oh my God, oh my God.
He's gone, I never saw him again.
Yeah.
Whoa.
That's
fuckin'
incredibly crazy.
What happened with you and Shane?
Tonight, you only get a piece of the story.
Did you just tell a story where you were saved by Jesus?
Yeah.
Well, cool story.
How 'bout we
get our noses dirty with this here bam-bam?
Allow me.
(SNIFFING)
Yah!
Hold this.
(SNIFFING)
Oh my God.
(MUMBLING)
Uh.
No.
Uh,
thanks but,
no, I'm good.
Okay.
(SNIFFING)
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
Hey.
Listen up.
Yeah, you know I don't have a lot of life lessons to live.
Oh hell, any sense at all, really man.
I can tell you how to survive in this
fucked up world for as long as possible.
That's our tale for today, old buddy, survival handbook.
All right, rule number one.
Don't trust anybody that has anything
to do with the government.
Now, I'm serious, anybody okay?
Don't do it.
All right, they're not to be trusted.
Don't even think about it, you know?
It starts with the career politicians and fuckin' police
and trickles down to the courts and the judges.
(BELCHING)
Hell son, I don't even trust the garbage men.
CLIFF: No?
AARON: Hell no.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(CHUCKLING)
You don't trust our garbage man?
No, I don't.
Okay, I guess you can trust the garbage man,
but only 'cause he's seen how much I drink to get by
and maintain sanity in this fucked up world.
You can't trust his boss, though.
All right, now that we got lesson number one
out of the way, lesson number two.
Most people in this world don't give a fuck about you.
Not your so-called friends, even your family.
Hell, pretty sure all my cousins wish I was dead
or disabled, I don't know.
Friends?
I don't have any friends.
Had 'em, I don't care, all right?
Some come and go, you know?
Some pass on, some go the way of meth.
Some of 'em became part of the problem
that is the government.
Dad, you're rambling on.
I'm not rambling, I'm preachin'.
I like my friends, Dad.
What about Otis?
I'm not suggestin' you gotta become
a hermit there, Clifford.
I'm just sayin' the good ones stick around.
Hold on to those.
They're gonna come and go, you know?
The good ones'll stick around.
(MUMBLING)
Even Otis, ah that kid's weird.
He'll stick to ya, like family, you know?
He'd die for ya, you know that?
And when you find the good ones,
and they're there, you hold on to those,
like a brother.
I will, Dad.
Any more lessons?
I don't wanna try and change who you are, Cliff.
I mean, why would I?
You know, you're good, kid.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
I want you to go your own path, you know?
Hopefully, I...
you know, inspire you.
Hell, it's no big secret I made a lot of mistakes.
Yeah, I don't want you to,
don't let me try to lead your path, you know?
I just,
just wanna try to give you some guidelines, that's all.
Shit, maybe it oughta be called the official
handbook of what not to do, huh?
Dad, you're so weird.
Yeah, I am weird, son, thank you.
You gotta seek out the weirdos.
One percent, the elite, find the weird souls.
It's weird people that shaped me,
made me who I am today.
You know, the non-conformists that they
guide and shape society.
Well, here's the rule number one.
Fuck society.
Lessons and guidelines, Dad,
sounds an awful lot like the government.
AARON: Yeah, hold on to that thought there, buddy.
CLIFF: Dad, what are we doin'?
Don't you do it.
Don't you do it, you fucking bastard, don't you...
Dad, should we call the cops?
No, son, we're just gonna sit here and wait.
Hope nothin' happens.
Sometimes in life you'll find yourself
in situations where you just gotta wait,
or you can run and hide
or call some chicken shit cop.
Or,
you gotta fight.
Tell your mom I love her.
(TENSE MUSIC)
CLIFF: Dad!
Dad!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(SNAPPING)
You all right, bud?
Need to take a little break?
Chris.
CHRIS: What?
Can you roll a joint for Cliff, please?
He's gone right now, like,
out of the atmosphere fuckin' gone.
It's equally freaking me out
and intriguing me out,
but please mellow him out.
All right, I got ya, bud.
Hey, hey, hey.
I got him, don't worry.
Come on, Cliffy boy.
Look, I'm not really good with words, Otis.
I'm so sorry for the bad news.
I know how much Maija means to you
and I know,
I know how much you mean to her.
I guess what I'm...
I'm about to fuckin' lose the only person
in this world that made it feel like
it was worth fightin' for.
She makes me smile when I wake up.
She shouldn't have made it this far, but she did.
Maija.
She's so fuckin' stubborn.
But because of that, because she's so fuckin' stubborn,
I got to meet her, care for her.
I love her.
She's like my little sister.
I think it was no coincidence,
that stubbornness was no coincidence.
I think it was fate,
so that I could see that life's worth fightin' for.
Every day,
worth dyin' for,
for every moment with those you love.
How long did the doctors give her?
Proper medications and treatments,
it'll be soon, very soon.
But,
there's a chance.
Yeah.
That's the fucked up part about this whole thing.
She can survive on those medications
and those goddamn treatments,
but they're so fuckin' expensive.
Ugh!
Her mom's,
her mom's broke.
She sunk every dollar into her care
and she's not strong enough.
She's not strong enough.
Hey.
You wanna get high?
So that's it?
Yeah?
(TENSE MUSIC)
That's it.
Look at me.
Chris, look at me!
What?
What else are you gonna say to me?
(SOMBER MUSIC)
Look, this wasn't meant to be.
We weren't meant to be,
but that doesn't mean that I didn't love you.
So you did love me?
After all this, after this fucking betrayal?
Are you kidding me?
I loved you!
You know I loved you.
It just wasn't enough.
I gave you my fucking heart.
Fuck you!
You never gave me your heart!
Not all of it, anyway.
How could you?
You love the bottle too much!
You love your fuckin' pot
and your lazy-ass friends too much.
Yeah.
Fuck.
(CLATTERING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Hey, come on.
Hey.
Come on.
Look it, I gave you everything I possibly could.
It just wasn't enough.
My love was not enough.
You needed more.
You needed someone else.
You have lost me today.
The love that we had, we'll never find again.
But I lost you long before.
I lost you to a lifestyle that I could not survive!
You had the choice long ago and you could have chosen me!
But you chose the bottle, you chose the high.
You chose a different feeling than love!
(TENSE MUSIC)
Just leave!
I am.
I'd like to think that I'll look back on our good times,
but I won't,
and you won't, either.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
You all right, bud?
Hey.
Listen, I know it's not gonna heal those scars
in that heart, big guy,
but it's gonna soothe the pain.
Just spark it up, talk about it.
Relax, bud.
(CLICKING)
I don't think I've asked you where you live.
Here?
You live here?
Where?
Where's your room?
(THUMPING)
This is your bed?
There's no room?
Dude, this is like living in a palace for me.
I was a hitchhiker.
I slept on the ground outside.
This,
this is the life.
A roof over my head, running water,
and all the free drugs I want, yeah.
Nice, so Chris just hooks you up whenever you want?
The drugs are mine.
I'm the drug dealer.
Chris works for me.
Holy shit.
You're the pot dealer?
Well, yeah.
Not just pot, I sell pot, coke, 'shrooms, X
and some Puerto Rican moonshine
that Pepe down the street makes.
Goes down smooth but kicks in like a fuckin' mule.
You sell that from here?
Yeah, I do.
See that bag over there?
I've had it for years.
Keep everything in there.
That's it.
We got these hippies.
Call backup, let's fuckin' go.
Come on, Frye.
We need you as backup.
Frye, Frye.
You're gonna need that pistol.
(DOORS THUDDING)
So relax, bud.
We didn't get what we came here for.
CHRIS: Oh fuck, you're right.
Totally spaced, my bad, man.
How much do you need again?
We're gonna be needin' all of it.
CHRIS: All of it?
What?
Yeah, everything you've got.
CHRIS: You're fuckin' with me, right?
Trippin' me out, bud.
What's goin' on?
Take me to your stash.
I really don't want this to get messy.
Turn around, go down the stairs
and show me the drugs
and then, we'll be on our way.
You can even keep that joint, bud.
(TENSE MUSIC)
(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
Police!
(GUNSHOT POPPING)
(GURGLING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS POPPING)
(GUNSHOT BLASTING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Swisher.
Swisher!
Wake up!
Swisher!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(CHUCKLING)
Just relax.
I'm not Tony Montana or anything.
I'm just a girl goin' through this life with
a reckless abandon.
(TENSE MUSIC)
KLAUS: Police!
Police, everybody get...
(GUNSHOT BLASTING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
OTIS: Fuck.
Give up the drugs, bitch.
Otis, cover the stairs.
Where's Chris?
(CLACKING)
Where the fuck is Chris?
(TENSE MUSIC)
FOWLKES: Swisher!
(GUNSHOTS POPPING)
(GUNSHOT BLASTING)
(GROANING)
(GUNSHOT POPPING)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Fuck you.
(GUNSHOT POPPING)
No.
Fuck you.
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
Police, put the gun down, miss.
(TENSE MUSIC)
You can't help me, now.
(GUNSHOTS POPPING)
(GROANING)
Oh.
(SIRENS BLARING)
Get up.
(TENSE MUSIC) (SIRENS BLARING)
(CLATTERING)
Oh, fuck.
(DOOR CREAKING)
(RUSTLING)
(ENGINE ZOOMING)
FOWLKES: Whenever you're ready.
♪ I grew up in the trailers ♪
♪ Underneath the hot sun ♪
♪ The old man was failure ♪
♪ But man, he had some fun ♪
♪ Been thinkin' 'bout leavin' ♪
♪ And all it's all about ♪
♪ Nightmares of the cheatin' ♪
♪ My song's been a sad long time now ♪
♪ Take me away ♪
♪ From all this lyin' and sinnin' ♪
♪ Take me away to our place in the trees ♪
♪ Is this the end ♪
♪ Or is just the Beginnin' ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ If you need me ♪
Whoa.
♪ I think our season's called ♪
♪ The wonder of autumn ♪
♪ I think our season is found upon the shore ♪
♪ Maybe I'll feel better ♪
♪ When I've hit the bottom ♪
♪ Or maybe I've never seen eyes like yours before ♪
♪ When the leaves fall I can't help but start thinkin' ♪
♪ About every loss, I'm feelin' those sundown blues ♪
♪ Can't keep my head up ♪
♪ I'm drownin' and sinkin' ♪
♪ Slowly dyin' 'til I get back to my muse ♪
♪ Slowly dyin' ♪
CATFISH: Water.
♪ 'Til I get back to my muse ♪
All right, and a one and a two
and a one, two, three, four.
♪ Take me away from all this lyin' and sinnin' ♪
♪ Take me away to our place in the trees ♪
♪ Is this the end ♪
♪ Or is this the beginning ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ And all you need is me ♪
♪ I've been accused of havin' tunnel vision ♪
♪ Accused of not havin' much to say ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Oh please forgive my constant contradiction ♪
♪ Then maybe I will change my evil ways ♪
♪ My evil ways ♪
Fuck, fuck.
♪ There's time's I've let your shadows ♪
Sorry, so we do it again
♪ Judge me ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ And times my shadow's looked away ♪
(MUMBLING)
♪ The past, oh how now it seems so lovely ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
♪ I was wronged, I have nothin' left to say ♪
♪ Well, you forgave my stubborn self absorption ♪
♪ And you forgave my wandering eye ♪
♪ You said my love is like extortion ♪
(LAUGHING)
♪ This ransom was too damn high ♪
♪ And so was I ♪
♪ My my my ♪
(MUMBLING)
♪ And maybe I've lost you to another ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ But baby, I'll get through the pain ♪
♪ And maybe you've found another lover ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ But I have found moonshine and Maryjane ♪
(CHUCKLING)
♪ Well you forgave my stubborn self absorption ♪
(LAUGHING)
Sorry.
One, two, three.
♪ Woke up this mornin' ♪
♪ Was hurtin' real bad ♪
♪ Real bad ♪
♪ Been heartbroken since the night before last ♪
♪ Not the last ♪
♪ I lost my girl while we were out drinkin' ♪
♪ Drinkin' ♪
♪ Prolly ditched me and went back to strippin' ♪
♪ Strippers ♪
♪ Throwin' quarters in her dirty panties ♪
♪ Those are mine ♪
♪ Twirls the pole with a fake hip and bad knees ♪
♪ Those are my knees ♪
♪ She got five kids from five different men ♪
♪ Definitely one of 'em ♪
♪ Ooh I miss her badly as a lover and friend ♪
♪ Always the lover ♪
♪ So cheers the gypsies, hoodrats and the tramps ♪
♪ And here's for another of whatever's on tap ♪
♪ And prost to the frauleins who did gladly depart ♪
♪ You live in my dreams ♪
♪ You live in my heart ♪
♪ I've lost two women in my lifetime ♪
♪ My soulmate and my partner in crime ♪
♪ The first was gorgeous and crazy smart ♪
♪ The second stole the keys to my heart ♪
♪ I lost two girls who left me there cryin' ♪
♪ I caught one with a tree trimmer named Brian ♪
♪ The other left me for a cowboy named Kale ♪
♪ She did some meth and now she's in jail ♪
♪ So cheers to the gypsies, hoodrats and tramps ♪
♪ And here's for another of whatever's on tap ♪
♪ And prost to the frauleins who did gladly depart ♪
♪ You live on in my dreams ♪
♪ You live on in my heart ♪
(MUMBLING)
♪ When I was a girl ♪
♪ I tried to pretend ♪
♪ It didn't hurt me so I slept with her friends ♪
We're doin' drugs.
(MUMBLING)
♪ Selfish and sexy is a dangerous mixture ♪
♪ At least I still have all her naked pictures ♪
♪ Since I lost her, I won't settle down ♪
♪ So I'll just keep sleepin' my way through the town ♪
♪ When she looks back ♪
♪ I hope she isn't upset ♪
♪ What hurts more ♪
♪ The loss or regret ♪
♪ So ♪
♪ Here's to the gypsies, the hoodrats and tramps ♪
♪ And here's for another of whatever's on tap ♪
♪ And prost to the frauleins who did gladly depart ♪
♪ You live on in my dreams ♪
♪ You live on in my heart ♪
♪ Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba ♪
♪ Hee hee ♪
♪ I got no fancy automobile ♪
♪ No lover, no kisses, no evenin' thrill ♪
♪ I never found my one true love ♪
♪ Once was saved from up above ♪
♪ I got no wishing star in my sky ♪
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
♪ I got no woman to get naked with ♪
♪ No more beer in my damn fridge ♪
♪ I got no regrets holdin' me back ♪
♪ Just waiting around sell another sack ♪
♪ The wind blows so hard when it's time to fly ♪
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
♪ I got no frat boys to tag team me ♪
♪ You don't get to slut shame me ♪
♪ I only git one reason to get on my knees ♪
♪ 'Cause I do who I want whenever I please ♪
♪ I got no dude to eat out my cunt ♪
What?
♪ But I got high ♪
(LAUGHING)
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
♪ I got no dreams and no real wealth ♪
♪ Been called loyal if nothing else ♪
♪ I got no kin and no true fans ♪
♪ No reason to sing or dance ♪
♪ Not going to make the morning light ♪
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
♪ I got no hope for humanity ♪
♪ But glass half full as you can see ♪
♪ I got no more time and no way out ♪
♪ No need to join the crowd ♪
♪ I've got no flow and no more fight ♪
♪ But I got high ♪
♪ I got high ♪
CHRIS: Jam, jam.
("SEE YA" BY SAM OLIVE)
♪ I wish I had a gun ♪
♪ I walk downstairs ♪
♪ I blow the cap off your head ♪
♪ With flyin' hair ♪
♪ But I don't ♪
♪ And you know why ♪
♪ Because I got tiger blood, bitch ♪
♪ And that ain't a lie ♪
♪ I'm a cutie ♪
♪ With big butt ♪
♪ But I'm gonna be a gangster without any fucks ♪
♪ I got my boy here, Cliff ♪
♪ Ridin' on my three ♪
♪ And I gotta tell ya mother fucker ♪
♪ He's a goddamn G ♪
CHRIS: Oh!
♪ Y'all goin' down ♪
♪ And I'm running out with the cash ♪
♪ I'm gonna put a shot or two ♪
♪ On your mother fuckin' asses ♪
♪ Blast see ya see ya ♪
♪ I'm gone, gone ♪
♪ See ya, see ya ♪
♪ I'm gone, gone ♪
♪ Goodbye ♪
Oh.
(LAUGHING)
(MUMBLING)
(LAUGHING)
I was feelin' that, man.
♪ I grew up in the trailers ♪
♪ Underneath the hot sun ♪
♪ The old man was a failure ♪
♪ But man, he had some fun ♪
♪ I been thinkin' 'bout leavin' ♪
♪ What it's all about ♪
♪ Nightmares of the cheatin' ♪
♪ My lullaby's been sad a long time now ♪
♪ Take me away from all this lyin' and sinnin' ♪
♪ Take me away to our place in the trees ♪
♪ Is this the end ♪
♪ Or is it just the Beginnin' ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ If you need me ♪
♪ I think our season's called the wonder of autumn ♪
♪ I think our season is found upon the shore ♪
♪ Maybe I'll feel better ♪
♪ When I've hit the bottom ♪
♪ Maybe I've never seen ♪
♪ Eyes like yours before ♪
♪ When the leaves fall, I can't help but start thinkin' ♪
♪ 'Bout every loss, I'm feelin' those sundown blues ♪
♪ Can't keep my head up ♪
♪ I'm drownin' I'm sinkin' ♪
♪ Slowly dyin' 'til I get back to my muse ♪
♪ Take me away from all this lyin' and sinnin' ♪
♪ Take me away to our place in the trees ♪
♪ Is this the end or is it just the Beginnin' ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ If you need me ♪
♪ All I need is you ♪
♪ If you need me ♪