[ominous music playing]
[crows cawing]
[breathing heavily]
[panting]
[grunting]
[grunts]
[vehicle approaching]
[whimpers]
[breathing heavily]
[groans]
[suspenseful music playing]
Hey.
What the fuck you want?
I ain't going to shoot you, man. I ain't going to shoot you.
Hold up.
[slurping]
It's clean.
All right?
[gasps]
[panting]
[grunts]
[man] Yeah.
[chuckles]
I knew it was you. I fucking knew it!
You knew shit.
Nah, nah, nah, I recognize that walk a mile off, homie.
Brother, I know you.
I don't think so.
Well, shit. I mean, I feel like I know you.
-Look, man… -Look, man, I ain't fuckin' with you, man.
I've been following you for miles.
I know.
You can't seem to take a hint.
Yeah. [laughs]
You always was a funny motherfucker.
All I'm saying is, ain't too many friendlies out here.
The name is Braithwaite.
Huh? That ring a bell? Braithwaite.
No.
Since we're on the subject,
what's my name? Huh?
-Huh? -Well, let's see. Shit. Uh…
Fuck, I'm sorry, man. [laughs]
Look, I'm good with faces, man. Names not so much.
Yeah, me neither.
Kevin! Right?
Yeah! KK! What's up, man?
No, man, I'm not KK.
Look, man,
I don't know you.
You don't know me.
-Let's be on our way, brother. -Look, look, look, I know you.
And it ain't just here or there, man. I fucking know you, man!
And I promise you, man, we'll probably laugh about it
when I figure that shit out. That's guaranteed.
I doubt that.
Look, man, it don't matter if I'm fucking right or wrong, man.
The one thing I know, we can't be on this road,
or we in some deep shit.
Look, I got a good place to go, brah.
And an off-road to get there, but that shit ain't gonna be easy, brah.
I'm telling you right now.
I lost my gear running from a fast one.
And that motherfucker was fast! Shit.
I figured, you know, we could double up.
Two brothers, from the old 'hood and shit. Damn.
Better off than rolling the dice on some stranger.
Shit, you might end up with a cannibal or some shit.
You eaten anybody?
-What? -[Braithwaite] Did you eat anybody?
I ain't talking about for pleasure, either.
Look, man,
there ain't a lot of lines left,
but I ain't walking with no man who crossed that one, that's for sure.
[chuckles]
Well,
we've all got our standards.
[chuckles]
You're damn right we do.
Amen to that.
Shit.
Where you heading? Ow!
-[groans] -You all right? You hurt or some shit?
[panting] I'm good. I'm good.
Didn't answer my question.
Got a map.
I know a path.
A path? Who told you about a path?
Derek. Is that it?
Yeah. Good old Derek. Oh shit, or is it Darrell?
Yeah, you don't look like no Darrell.
[scoffs] Like I told you, man. I suck with names.
Yeah. It's off this way.
I'd show you, but you know,
this being our first date and all.
[scoffs]
Look, man, I… [groans]
Look, man, if you're gonna die in your sleep
and turn all growly and shit, you need to let a brother know right now.
[breathing heavily]
I'm tip-top.
Unless I'm dead already.
Then fuck it, anyway, you know?
Shit. [chuckles]
Brother, if you're dead, so am I.
Spears.
Nah, that ain't it.
Come on.
[solemn music playing]
[ominous music playing]
[Braithwaite] Look, man,
when I was up in those hills, I nearly lost both my ears.
Froze solid. I couldn't feel them for two days.
They didn't come back all the way, though.
They still sting when the wind blows and shit,
but hey, at least I can hear okay.
At least, I think I can.
My grandpa, he was deaf in one ear,
which means he only heard what he wanted to hear, you know what I mean?
Now, you know, I know where you're from, man.
Big Lita.
Didn't you use to hit that back in the day?
-You talk a lot. -[laughs]
Yeah, she was a lot. She was a whole lot.
-[flies buzzing] -[Spears] What is it?
Look, I ain't no expert, but I know fresh shit when I see it.
It's around here somewhere.
[whispering] Look.
-No, give me the rifle. I'm a good shot. -I mean, I'll manage.
[horse snorting]
Hey, yo.
Fuck the rabbit. We need that horse.
If I miss, we're in some deep shit.
If I don't, he might not be alone.
[snorting]
Yo, how close are we?
[Braithwaite] Best guess, five days, a week.
A week?
Are you fucking serious? Why didn't you take that shot?
You think that horse would stand there after the motherfucker riding it got shot?
Come on, now. You ain't thinking straight.
The situation is this, man.
We ain't got no food, no water, no shelter, no fire,
and the sun's about to drop.
Yeah, you left out "no horse."
-Randall. Yeah, that's it, Randall. -What?
-You used to bounce at the Bottoms Up. -I told you what my name is.
If you don't stop this, we'll have a problem.
Hey, what you got to hide, young man?
You need to stop fucking around.
Look, man, nobody give a damn about what you've done.
It's a clean slate all around, homie.
The only thing you got left is your word.
Oh, says the guy who brought us out here totally unprepared
and won't say where we're going?
[laughs]
I'm walking this way, man. That's all I'm doing.
Now, if you wanna walk this way with me, man, I can't stop you.
But I'll tell you what, man.
You can go that way too.
It's a free country, homie.
I'll say.
[distant snarling]
No. What you doing?
Playing around, homie.
[zombie grunting]
[snarling]
[flies buzzing]
[continues snarling]
[grunting]
[snarling]
Yo, there's something under it. Put one in its head.
I'm not gonna use no rounds unless I have to, man.
He ain't going nowhere.
Plus, loud noise. You know what I mean?
Put this bitch down.
[snarling]
-[grunting] -[snarling stops]
[panting]
[grunts]
[panting]
Damn.
[grunting]
[exhales sharply]
[panting]
Tip-top, huh?
[laughs]
Any matches?
Shit, we're about to find out.
It used to be if you were old enough to ride a bike,
you'd have a lighter, or a match, or something.
I hope that motherfucker got some smoke, man.
I've been dying for some smoke.
Yeah, the sun does shine on the dog's ass once in a while, baby! [laughs]
Oh hell, yeah.
[Braithwaite] That's just the first scoop on the ice cream sundae.
-Here comes the sprinkles. -[Spears] Oh God.
Twelve rounds. One in the chamber.
Lucky thirteen, baby. Hell, yeah.
Don't use it unless you have to, man.
Go ahead and take it, brah.
Thanks.
[Braithwaite] Yeah, I've stayed alive this long.
Ninety percent of the time, off being quiet.
[Spears] I doubt it.
[laughs]
You always was a funny motherfucker.
Come on, now.
A man with a drink and a gun,
he's gonna have to have some fire somewhere.
He had a fire going there.
Must've started with something.
Yeah, this rotten motherfucker did.
That's what I'm talking about! You know how to use one of them?
I could figure it out.
I finally get to use my Boy Scout skills.
-Boy Scout, my ass. -[laughs]
Yeah, you know.
I know shit.
Yo, go ahead and grab these branches over there, man,
and set up a little tepee where he had the fire going.
-All right? -[Spears] All right.
[groaning]
[Braithwaite] That's it.
You got it?
Let's give it a go, baby.
There you go.
Yeah, this shit is hard.
-[Spears] You sure you're doing it right? -I ain't doing it wrong.
Boy, what I would do for some smoke right now.
It's not even funny.
Shit, what I would do for a piece of ass, though. That's a different story.
[laughs]
You know what I mean?
Shit, you know what I mean.
[gun cocking]
-[spits out bullet] -There we go. Good thinking, baby.
Good thinking.
All right. This is how it's gonna go, man.
When the smoke starts going, we blow the shit out of it, all right?
-All right. -Get ready.
Come on. All right.
There we go. There we go.
-[Spears] Come on. -There we go. Put some more in there.
-There we go! There we go. -[Spears] Come on. Come on.
[Braithwaite] Smoke, smoke.
-There! Come on! -There we go.
Come on, come on, come on!
Yeah.
Come on.
-Yes. It's it. That's it. -Oh shit! Oh shit!
[Braithwaite] Yeah.
-[blowing] -[Spears] Yeah.
[both laughing] Yeah.
[ominous music playing]
[fire crackling]
[birds calling]
[breathes deeply]
[groans]
God damn.
[breathing heavily]
I didn't think bourbon would be the thing that finally shut your ass up.
[laughs]
You know, I was waiting for…
a worst-case scenario.
But fuck it.
I might as well enjoy it instead of
dying with it.
Here you go.
[sighs]
[chuckles]
I'd kill for half a tater tot right now, man.
If I eat that, I'm toast.
[laughing]
Fucking nut allergy.
[laughing]
Man, that's a bitch.
[both laughing]
Mmm. Nut allergy?
Yeah, man. [laughs]
[Braithwaite] No shit.
I guess I'm gonna have to eat all this all by myself, huh?
-[laughs] -Yeah, fuck you.
Fuck you. Yo, gimme that fucking bottle, bro.
Here you go. [laughs]
Hey, stop fucking playing, man. Gimme that bottle.
[continues laughing]
Fuck you.
[Braithwaite laughing] Shit.
Oh shit.
-Oh. -[Spears] Ah.
Sixth Street.
[laughs]
Motherfucking Sixth Street.
Yeah, that's where I know you from.
You're Big James' little brother.
Yeah.
You see, I didn't hear about no nut allergy back then,
except for your ass.
[laughing]
Motherfucker, I knew it!
Yeah, man, you blew up one day. Blew up like a balloon.
[laughing] 'Cause you had a peanut butter jelly sandwich.
That shit was like your kryptonite, man.
Am I right, little man?
Don't call me "little man."
[laughs]
[Spears] How you know my brother, man?
Same way anybody knew your brother, brah.
I worked for him.
[sighs]
Ah, they…
Everybody worked for BJ's, right?
[both laughing]
Shit. No one ever called him that to his face.
[Braithwaite] Shit.
[sighs]
I did. [laughs]
That car, though.
[Spears sighing] Oh.
-Y'all remember. Remember that shit? -Oh God, I hated that thing.
[Braithwaite] Now, what the fuck was that?
[sighs] I don't know, man. Some… Some things you can't let go of.
-He had the money, though. -[Spears] Always.
Yeah.
-[Spears] Hey. Yo. -Mmm.
This one time, a couple of bums broke into it.
Fucked all over the back seat.
[both laughing]
-Yo, give me that bottle. -[groans]
[Spears] Oh, it smelled like ass and ball sweat.
[both laughing]
And still, that motherfucker wouldn't get rid of it.
[Braithwaite] Goddamn!
Wouldn't get a new whip no matter how much he made.
[laughs]
[sighs]
"Always remember where you come from."
[exhales sharply]
He said that bullshit every time I brought it up.
[Braithwaite] Hmm.
[Spears sighs, chuckles]
Yeah.
You know, nobody ever…
figured out where the James brothers came from.
But it wasn't Big James that we remember.
Nah.
It was Little James
that kept the memories fresh.
"Little James checks the names."
That's what your brother would say.
You checked a whole lot of names, man.
Some I knew.
I guess it's all different now, huh?
Bygones, right?
Hey, whatever happened to Big James' money?
Rumor has it, he has it hoarded up somewhere. Is that true?
Bygones.
[laughs]
Right. Bygones.
[coughing]
-You all right, man? -[Spears] Shit.
[grunts]
-Come on, let me take a look. -I told you, I'm tip-top.
-Let me just look at it. -No, back up, man.
Let me take a look at that. [grunting]
-Fucking back up, man. No. -Come on, just let me get a look.
Man, shut the fuck up, man.
Oh hell, no. Bullshit. Fucking…
[both grunting]
[Spears] Oh, like that? So, what's up, man?
[pants, grunts]
-[grunts] -[Braithwaite groans]
Oh shit!
-[grunting] -[Spears] You son of a…
[grunting]
What's up? What's up?
[both grunting]
[ominous music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
[bird calling]
Shit.
Yeah. Get up. Get up, get up, get up.
What? What? What?
[grunting]
[panting]
[zombie shrieking]
-Ah shit. -[panting]
[horse galloping]
[horse neighing]
[woman screaming]
Shit. Did you hear that?
[zombies shrieking]
Fuck.
See? If you'd shot that motherfucker earlier,
we wouldn't have this problem.
-Maybe. -Do you think he's tracking us?
Maybe. But if he's the Reaper, I've done dodged this motherfucker twice.
It happened at the same time, but I count them separately.
Look, man, if it's just some asshole on a horse,
I say we put one in his head, and we ride off.
-What do you say, man? -Yeah, well, we gotta move.
Yeah, but it's fucking raining, and it's cold!
What? You wanna stay here?
Wait until one of those things is eating your face?
You got a point.
-All right. Grab that bag. -All right.
And by the way, I whipped your ass, man. Come on.
-Fuck. Fuck. -[Braithwaite] Let's go!
[panting]
Let's hold up over here, man. See if the rain slows down a little bit.
[groans] Shit.
Let me ask you a question, man.
How bad is it?
[thunder rumbling]
It's just a bullet wound. It went straight through.
If it hit anything important, I'd have been dead a while ago.
Come on, man. You want me to take you at your word
when you can't even tell me your real name, man?
[breathing heavily]
Ow! Fuck! [groans]
-It's infected, all right. -[Spears groaning]
Yeah.
It's not bad, but it is infected.
[Spears panting]
Tomorrow morning, I'll do some pine needle tea,
and then we can put some sap on it.
You know, antiseptic.
[panting]
[Braithwaite] We're going to a cabin
on a mountain lake.
Got enough food there for…
Last us for at least a year or so.
-Water and weapons? -[Braithwaite] Water's at the lake.
Two rifles, two shotguns, a fair amount of ammo,
and everything you'd need to pack your own shells
to the sound of a couple rounds, man.
Oh hell, yeah. How you know about it?
It's mine.
Shit. Stacked it up a while back.
Guess you could call it foresight.
Yeah, I guess you could call it that.
Yeah. Hot damn.
Yo.
You remember that… that corner store on Sixth Street?
What was it called again?
What? Johnson's?
Yeah. Johnson's Dairy, man. Yeah.
Back in the day, I used to get those big-ass icy pops there.
Yeah, 75 cents a pop, man. All the kids in the neighborhood knew about that.
Yo, you remember that sandwich?
-The messy one? The… -The… The Double…
-The Double-Dip Tri-Tip! -The Double-Dip Tri-Tip. [laughs]
Hell, yeah, man. I used to get one of them, man.
Oh…
Homemade lemonade, load that up with some strawberry, man.
-Add a little vodka into that shit. -[laughs]
I used to call that shit the Braithwaite Brew.
Shit, man.
A Double-Dip
and a Braithwaite's Brew
would set me up like a fucking king right now.
Yeah. Yeah, me too.
-I don't think it's gonna let up, man. -Yeah.
What's that?
-What the fuck is that? -Yo, there's another one right here.
Yo, I say let's get the fuck out of here, man.
Looks like some white people shit.
And I've seen that movie. Come on. Go grab that bag!
[thunder rumbling]
It's right over here, man. Shit.
[breathing heavily]
[grunting]
-[Braithwaite] Who shot you, man? -Don't know him.
Doesn't matter anyways. What's done is done.
[Braithwaite] What if you saw him right now?
I'd put one in his fucking head.
[Braithwaite] Then it does matter.
It ain't done unless you say it is.
What? Forgiveness?
Something like that.
I'm not Jesus.
I'm not bent on revenge either.
But if he crosses my path again, that'll be the end of me or him.
And that's justice as far as you're concerned?
No, that's karma, motherfucker!
What if he walked up to you right now?
Walked up to you, looked you straight in the eye,
and told you, "Fuck it, man. Bygones."
I guess it'd go one way or another.
Yo, we all got some unpaid parking tickets now, man.
No point in trying to collect now.
Never… Never rode a horse before.
You?
[Spears] Nope.
You know, when I was laying there on the floor,
two bullets on my back,
that's what I was thinking, man.
I never rode a horse before.
I don't even know why, man. I don't even like horses.
And then this morning…
when death was coming my way, man, that thought came right back, man.
I never rode a horse before.
[chuckles]
They sure is pretty when they run, though.
Right?
[distant growling]
Oh shit.
-Did you hear that? -[Spears] Yeah.
[growling gets louder]
[Braithwaite] Shit.
Oh shit, they're coming over.
Come on, let's go, let's go! Let's go, let's go, let's go! Come on.
[grunting]
[grunts]
[zombies growling]
[growling]
[gun firing]
Another one!
[zombie growling]
[gun firing]
Come on, let's go! Let's go!
[zombies growling]
-[gun firing] -[Spears yells]
-[zombies growling] -[gun firing]
[gun fires]
[panting]
[zombie growling]
[Braithwaite] Get! Get off!
Get off me! Get off!
[both grunting]
[gun firing]
-[growling] -[gun firing]
[Braithwaite] Fuck, that's my gun!
[zombies growling]
[banging on door]
[Spears] Grab that chair!
Move! Move!
-[grunts] -[banging continues]
[both panting]
[zombies growling]
[banging stops]
[zombies snarling]
Oh shit.
[both panting]
[Spears] You all right?
Boy, I have to be.
Here.
Thanks.
What the fuck?
What the hell is this?
[Braithwaite] I don't know.
[zombie grunting]
[rapid footsteps]
[banging on door]
Hey.
Look.
[water dripping]
[banging on door]
Holy shit.
[breathing heavily]
[zombie growling]
[banging continues]
[flies buzzing]
Ah shit. It smells.
You made it.
Yeah.
We're here now.
So, huh?
What happened here?
You were last to go but couldn't take the shot?
I've been waiting for you.
[breathing heavily]
Thank you.
[gun fires]
[Braithwaite retching]
[vomiting]
[panting]
[sniffling] I think I drank too much.
Breathe through your mouth.
I told…
I told your ass. It was some white people's shit.
I'm tired.
Yeah.
[ominous music playing]
[crows cawing]
[Spears] Fuck.
[groans]
[exhales]
[Braithwaite] It's either left
or right.
Gimme a second. Let me… let me see if I remember.
Maybe it's straight.
[Spears] I don't think it is.
[Braithwaite] No?
[Spears] I remember now.
I figured you would eventually.
It's all coming back to me.
Little James checked the names, right?
I killed your sorry ass.
I guess you thought you did.
Put two in you.
Should have been enough.
Well,
sometimes it ain't.
It's a fucking miracle, ain't it?
Yeah.
A fucking miracle.
I didn't expect you
shooting me twice in the back
while drinking a lemonade.
But I'm not a vengeful person, man.
Oh no?
Nah, not anymore.
Not anymore, man.
I ain't gonna lie. I did think about it, though.
But you know how it is.
Yeah.
[scoffs]
-Bygones, right? -Yeah, that's right.
Bygones.
You, uh…
You also lost your gun.
Hell of a thing, ain't it?
It is.
Kind of takes the choice out of it.
Well…
we always got a choice, homie.
The right one, all the others.
But that's all behind us now, right?
It's all different now.
Is it?
[laughs gently]
You always was a funny motherfucker.
[horse galloping]
[snorting]
And you always talked too damn much.
[laughs gently]
Yeah, that's what they say.
[laughs gently]
They're so damn pretty when they run.
[laughs gently]
[breathing heavily]
[breathing deeply]
[inhales deeply]
[exhales]
[ominous music playing]
[dark electronic music playing]