[gasp]
[bird cawing]
[shivered breathing]
[gasps]
[birds cawing]
[twig snaps]
- Hello?
Hello?
TY: Emma? - Ty!
- Where the hell are you?
- I don't know what happened to me.
- What?
- The others... are you with them?
- No, they went along the creek.
Been looking for you all day.
- I don't have any clothes on.
- What?
Come on, it's not such a big deal.
Probably went to take a piss and got lost.
You were wasted.
We all were.
Not like it's the first time you've done some weird shit.
- I really don't remember it.
- I barely remember anything.
I was hammer-fucked.
I remember setting up a tent...
building a fire...
yep, it's pretty much a blur after that.
- Did we hook up?
Do you remember?
- Yeah, I sort of remember that too.
Why?
I'll grab some more smokes, you want anything?
[whirring]
[clunk]
You sure you're all right?
- Yeah.
- I can hang for a bit.
- I'm good.
- I'll see you at work.
- Mm-hmm, yeah.
Thanks for driving.
[keys jangle]
Shit.
Max?
[Max whining]
Oh...
Oh, I'm sorry, buddy.
[groaning]
What the fuck?
[sighing]
[crackling]
Ugh... [stomach gurgling]
Oh...
[retching]
[Max whimpering]
Hey.
Hey, Max.
Come here, boy, keep me company.
[Max whining]
- Fine, then. Fuck you. - [distant barks]
- I know, I know, I'm sorry.
- Sorry? What you sorry for?
If you were sorry, you would've been here at half-past.
- I'm not feeling well.
- Girl, have you ever felt well?
I should've cut you loose months ago, but I didn't, you know why?
- Why, Tony? - 'Cause I felt bad for your ass.
Ain't that some shit? I felt bad for you.
- Well, I appreciate the charity, thanks.
- Emma, I don't feel bad no more.
I just stopped, just now.
MAN: Who's this for? WOMAN: Oh, that's me, that's me.
MAN: A V8, I'll take a can of V8 if you have it.
Um, oh, and can you make those eggs well done, please?
- [ringing] - B7, please.
You all right?
Ugh... okay, uh, Western omelet.
Oh, that was her, actually.
Oh, sorry, Western omelet.
Um...
fried eggs with... bacon...
[retching]
Okay...
[distant phone ringing]
[toilet flushing]