What the hell do you want?
Shit.
Welcome to Know How Bank's
automated phone system.
Please enter your account number.
Oh, come on.
Please enter the last four digits
of your social security number.
Please enter your secret password.
Your current available balance is $280.20.
What?!
To talk to a representative, press one.
Will you-
- Please wait while we connect you
to the next available Know How banker.
The current wait time is one minute and 13 seconds.
Okay, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
- Hello? - Hi, Jackie.
This is Sid Smith, your tenant at 3282 Franklin.
Really?
I'm confused.
I just got an eviction notice pinned to my door.
But I paid April, like always, on auto-payment.
Well, why, why didn't someone call me?
We did, three times.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what happened.
I've been goin' through some stuff lately.
- Thanks for holding- - Oh, wait, hold on.
That's the bank on the other line.
I'll call you right back.
How can we provide
excellent service for you today?
This is Sid Smith.
Mr. Smith, the identification process
is now complete.
What can I help you with today?
Wait, are you a robot or a real person?
My name is Daniel.
Are you a robot?
My name is Daniel.
- Thank you. - Fuck!
I'm sorry, I didn't understand that.
Continue with the questions.
Okay, I can do that.
What can I help you with today?
Last time I checked, I had over three grand in my account.
Now, there's less than $300.
That's almost $3,000 missing.
You wanna tell me what happened to my money?
- Okay. - Huh?
Let me take a look at your account.
Yes, please.
Mr. Smith, I see an issue here
with your checking account
that may directly answer your question.
The IRS sanctioned a levy,
a direct withdrawal from your checking account
on Monday, March 28, for the sum of $2,700.
A levy, a what?
They can't do that.
I'm sorry, please repeat the question.
That's my money!
The bank's supposed to protect my money,
not give it away without informing me!
Is there anything else I can help you with today?
Fuck!
Thanks for using-
Fuck.
Dude, I think Ms. Ramirez has the hots for you, man.
She was looking at her coffee,
and she looked at me and said, "Mucho caliente."
I knew she wasn't talking about the coffee.
She was talkin' about you, my boy.
Yeah, yeah.
Just me, man.
- Well, well, well, Mickey. - Sup?
What can I do you boys for today?
So, we got a first time customer.
Never smoked before.
So, who did I bring him to?
Sid.
Sir Sid, at your service.
Yeah, I've smoked before, but it's good to meet you.
Come on, man, you don't have to be like that.
It's all right.
I got shit that will knock your dick into the dirt.
You're gonna be happy you smoked this weed first.
What are you lookin' for?
So, we need five grams of your best Kush.
Don't give me that Reggie, man,
'cause last time you gave me that Reggie, it did not hit.
You got it, Mickey.
That'll be a hund-o.
I'll be right back.
Yo, his shit is fire.
Top shelf.
It better be, for $20 a gram.
Sure this shit will be-
What?
You were gonna say somethin'?
- No. - No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, bro.
It's all cool, man.
- We're just lit up, man. - I'm just messin'
with you guys, calm down.
Relax.
Five g's of the Kush.
Woo.
What, what?
Give me that, man.
You two gotta be careful with that shit.
Make your kids come out wrinkled.
- Ooh, shit. - Vicious shit.
Yeah.
Very funny.
Hm.
- Freebie. - Oh, man.
For my regular customers.
Peace out, G.
Peace.
Hell, yeah, let's get high.
Another satisfied customer.
Yo, yo, yo, LoganRun, it's Challenger.
I'm back.
What's crackin', brotha'?
Yo, Challenger.
Splatter on, brother, what's up?
Just givin' some high schools that 420 love.
Everybody needs the green.
The Robin Hood of Silver Lake.
We should meet and smoke one day, for real.
I got some killer shit, too.
You'd trip, and my pad is sick.
There's always bitches hanging out here
and gettin' high and shit.
Yeah, you always say that.
Still waitin' for the invite.
Hey, timing and lighting, bro.
I need the action, that's for sure.
Yo, on the balcony, upper right!
Crack a sledgehammer!
Nah, I'ma stick his head up his ass.
No, hold him!
I'll pop him.
Ew!
Guts galore!
I'll mash his nuts, you pop his eyeballs out.
Double power-up, fools!
Yeah, mash him!
No, no, take the tunnel!
So, uh...
How do you get the girls to come by?
What, seriously?
My natural charm, bro.
Jesus, son.
No, I mean, like,
how do you meet them?
Ew, that was fucking gross!
Turn him inside out!
Guts galore!
Power-up!
Power!
Yo, Tinder.
Dating app.
You're not on there?
No, why, should I be?
Pfft, you missin' out big time.
- Really? - Yeah, son.
It's a free-for-all, and the girls are thirsty.
Enter the war.
So, I'm goin' into war.
Yeah!
Now, stick his head up his ass!
Fuck!
Help me!
Help, Logan!
- Fuck! - Game over.
This shit's the bomb.
I told you, son, I got you.
Oh, I can fuck with that.
Oh.
Easy, boy.
Don't go gettin' the fear on me.
Good weed will do that you.
I'm not an amateur, man.
My name is Sid Smith.
No.
Challenger.
Height, 5,9".
Weight, 165.
Hair, yes.
Age...
29.
Are we safe here, bro?
See, you're startin' already.
What?
Fear.
Shut up, man.
What, we all live in fear in L.A.
Not me, man.
You should be.
The big one.
The earthquake, bro.
Dude, the 9.0.
It's just a matter of when, not if.
Sid.
Sidney.
Your brother wants to speak to you.
I'm looking for a rich,
older woman, who needs a sexy young man...
No, sexy, young bull
to get her off.
A sexy seductress...
looking for...
a mild-mannered boy-toy.
If you want it,
I got it.
Shut the, earthquake man.
Look, wouldn't you rather know the facts?
I'm just tellin' you.
I know the signs.
Be ready, bro.
Prepare.
There's no way in, no way out.
Freeways fall, the grid's down.
There's no more water, power,
no money, ATM, bank, boba, nothin', bro.
We ain't gonna have nothin', bro.
Not even Splatter online.
We're gonna have to sit there and play Campaign mode.
Done that 100 times already.
Stop fuckin' with me, bro, man.
What?
It's just the science.
Take it, man.
- I'm stoned enough. - Amateur.
And...
Choose profile picture.
No, no.
Bingo.
I don't know, Mickey, man, that's...
That weed ain't right, man.
You good, bro?
You look like you smoked crack, not weed.
You tweakin'.
Yo, it's, that,
there's fuckin' crack in that, man.
No there's not, bro.
- I've been smokin'- - Yo,
it's laced, man.
That's fuckin' crack, shit.
Sid's crazy, man.
Sid wouldn't do me like that, okay?
This is good shit.
There's fuckin' PCP in that shit, man.
You playin' with me right now.
No, I don't feel...
Oh, God.
- Oh, God. - You're for real?
Your heart beatin' like crazy!
This is not a drill!
Sid!
Twice in one day, huh?
No, it's Daeg, man.
He's freaking out.
He got way too high.
He says he wants to go to the fucking hospital.
What?
He doesn't need to go to hospital, all right?
Just buy him a candy bar or Coke,
take him for a walk around the block or somethin',
just don't fuckin' bring him here, okay?
Where is he?
- In the car, outside. - What?
He's been here all fucking day?
Dude, what the fuck did I tell you
about doin' this kind of shit, huh?
You trying to get me busted, huh?
- Huh? - No.
I will cut you off, bro.
I mean it.
You've got a match.
"I am rich and dangerous,
"looking for a young man to spoil."
Perfect.
Yo, yo, yo, LoganRun, you there?
What's up?
Yo, what up?
I took your advice, signed up for Tinder.
Smart move.
Bro, remember six months ago,
when we fought the triple pack from Norway?
- Yeah. - Yeah, one of those fuckers
- was on here tonight. - Really?
Who?
Thorgensen or whatever, you remember him?
Pfft, fucking pussy viking.
Dude, some chick responded already.
Told you.
Hold on, she left me a message.
"Sid, I wanna see you tonight.
"You sound hot and exciting, like a tiger.
"Send me your address.
"I'll be there at 9 PM sharp, love, Junebug."
- Score. - Holy, shit, bro.
She's hot, she's 30.
I've never been with an Asian girl before.
I gotta clean up my place, man.
I'll be back on later.
You're gonna last about a minute, bro.
No, bro, at least two.
Oh, yeah, get him, get him!
Crash over!
- Dude, there's hundreds of 'em! - Disgusting!
I love it!
Nice!
Bro, that's so fucking gnarly!
Crush 'em all!
Oh, shit.
What time is it?
- Fuck, that must be her. - God.
- I gotta go, bro. - Good luck, playa'.
Hey.
You must be Judy.
Who else would I be?
Who are you?
Uh, I'm Challenger.
Are you the same guy in the photo?
Well, yeah, a couple years ago.
More than a couple.
I clean up pretty well.
You said you were 30.
I am 30.
What kind of a name is Challenger?
Uh, my handle.
Well, Challenger, I think you are
very naughty and very silly,
telling tall tales on your dating profile,
could get a boy like you in a lot of trouble.
Maybe.
Maybe I like trouble.
Wow.
So, Challenger, have you ever played master and servant?
Yeah, I love Depeche Mode.
He serves a 12-inch.
What?
Nothing.
I...
look, I honestly didn't think anyone was gonna show up.
I'm just trippin' that you're here.
Take off your clothes.
Hm.
Slow down.
Take your time.
Ow.
It hurts.
It does?
Well, it's supposed to hurt.
It's supposed to hurt just a little bit,
so try to take it, you stupid baby.
Take it.
Because then, it's gonna get really, really fun.
- I like fun. - Do you?
Yeah.
Ow!
Stop!
Ow!
Stop biting me!
Ow!
Come on.
Yes, yes.
Ah.
Ow.
You there?
Yo, LoganRun.
It's Challenger.
Yo, what's up?
I've been on for hours.
Where you been?
I'm tied up, man.
Oh, you've been busy.
I'm about to log off.
No.
I'm tied up, literally, man.
The Tinder date.
She came over here and zip tied me to the bed.
I'm stuck.
Hey, shut up, bro.
You're funny.
Bro, I'm bein' serious.
I need help.
And I'm stuck!
Dude, stop it.
You're killin' me, man.
I'm loggin' off, I got shit to do.
Don't, please.
I'm not jokin' around.
I need you to come here and untie me.
You crazy, man.
I'll talk later.
Wait, don't hang up!
Ugh!
Why?
Why?!
- What'd you get on that test? - Why?!
I don't know, maybe a C minus.
I think I failed.
I'm gonna have to take it again tomorrow.
Sid?
Sid, you home?
Sid?
Should we just come back later?
Yeah.
Come on.
Sid?
Fuck.
Yo, LoganRun, you there?
Yo, Challenger, what's up?
I need you to come here, man.
I'm still tied up.
Bro, that shit's gettin' old.
Fuck!
Help me, please!
It hurts!
I need you to fucking come here!
A-Are you crying?
I'm in serious pain.
She zip tied my hands and feet.
Come on, man.
You live in Silver Lake.
I will give you money.
Are you fucking with me?
Bro, how long have we been playing together?
- A year. - Yeah, that's right.
You know me.
3282 Franklin, a bungalow.
The back door is open.
Please, man.
I need your help.
Why you puttin' this on me?
'Cause you're all I got, man.
Besides, you're the one who told me to do Tinder.
I wouldn't have met that chick, otherwise.
She was a psycho, zip tied my hands and feet.
It hurts, I gotta take a piss.
I need you come here and help me!
Bro, we play online.
That's it.
I don't know you like that.
I don't wanna physically meet you and shit.
Remember the Crystal Tower, huh?
I rescued your ass three times.
Saved your ass three months of catch-up.
I knew you were gonna say that.
I fuckin' knew it.
Please!
3282 Franklin.
Hurry.
I will never ask you for anything again.
I swear it.
Fuck!
- Fine! - Fuck, thank you.
Thank you.
Fuck.
In here, man.
What the fuck?
Dude, she zip tied me, bro.
In the kitchen, there's some clippers.
Hurry.
I gotta piss so bad, dude.
All right, all right, all right, relax, relax, relax.
Oh, I'm in agony!
Hurry!
Oh, thank you, bro.
What the fuck?
Thank you, man, you saved me.
Uh, okay, yeah, I'm officially freaked the fuck out.
Dude, thank God you came.
I thought I was gonna die.
What the hell?
You're not 20.
You are an old motherfucker!
What are you, 50?
No, man, I just turned 40.
You're a liar.
What's your game?
- Huh, you catfishing? - No.
You trying to trick me?
No.
I feel really bad, bro.
Let me make it up to you,
'cause I got smoke.
Yeah, I don't know, man.
I gotta get going.
Oh, come on, man, just one smoke.
Come on, sit down, sit down, please, sit down.
- All right, one smoke. - Thank you, bro.
Hey, give me just one second, I need to change.
- Yeah. - Damn, man.
This is embarrassing.
Yeah, no, no problem.
I thought she was gonna eat me, man.
Eat you, huh?
I'm still hurtin'.
Whew.
Shit was starin' straight into my eyeballs all day.
That was the real torture.
Oh, it's so good.
Careful, this shit's strong.
- Told you. - Shit.
So, what's wrong with you, bro?
Why you have some stranger danger come tie you up?
Man, that shit just happened so fast,
and I was into it.
She jumped me, and everything was cool,
and then, boo ya.
Psycho kamikaze.
So, uh, what?
Just you live here?
Yeah, kind of a hermit.
I like it simple.
Man, the lights are dope.
Full emergent, bro.
Perpetual night.
Check it out, even comes with mood lighting.
Click on the blue square.
- Pretty dope, huh? - Ah, tight.
I got fucked.
My job was taken by a robot.
Rendered useless by machines.
Hit me hard a couple years ago,
and that's when I stuck to gaming.
So, a robot took your job?
Pfft, that's fucked.
Why do you think I'm called Challenger?
'Cause I never win at anything.
I've never beaten you in a game.
Yeah, that's right.
Never.
That's why I lied about my age, man.
Look, I don't blame you for being mad.
I'm a loser.
Nah, nah.
You're funny, bro.
You're all right.
I just need to start winning.
Yeah, you just need a little bit
- of luck, that's all. - Right?
Hey, I noticed these.
You buy all these lottery tickets?
Yep.
Five years worth.
I mean, you can't win the lotto without luck, right?
That's what separates the winners from the losers.
You know, I've never had much luck.
Well, then, that's the issue.
Oh, yeah?
Where do I find luck?
Around the corner, perseverance, and opportunity.
Mm, at least that's what my mom said.
Perseverance and opportunity, I like that.
Yeah.
I mean, find luck, and you'll be laughing.
I used to laugh a lot.
Honestly, bro, I am high as hell.
I gotta split.
Ladies to see.
Thanks for helping.
You saved my life.
Bros?
Take care, man.
And listen, don't let no more crazy bitches up here.
All right?
I think I'm gonna delete the app.
Yeah, you should.
Hey, uh, you get that good shit on the regular?
- Any time you want. - Yeah?
Let's swap contact info.
- You got it. - Yeah.
- Sid Smith. - Yeah.
I'm gonna keep you as Challenger.
- Call me whatever you want. - Yeah.
Logan Gibson.
Nice to meet you.
Hey, you have some good shit, by the way.
Keep it.
Take it with you.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I can fuck with that, thanks.
Go find that luck, man.
Wait, wait, wait, come back here.
Trade me.
Pfft, I will definitely trade you.
Appreciate it.
Hey, go find that luck.
Perseverance and opportunity, brother.
See you in the game.
Feel free to come by and hang out any time.
I'm always here.
L, U, C, K.
Enter.
Oh, what's this?
24-hour supervised self-burial.
Luck.
Hi, everyone.
This is Sasha Molotov, coming live to you,
straight from my bedroom.
Today, we're going to meet Sergei Rutka,
who reads lot of stories online about self-burial.
Yikes.
He decided to try it for himself.
He was convinced that burying himself
would bring him good luck and prosperity
for the rest of his life, forever.
Let's check it out.
So, I watch these vloggers,
these dudes, they do it on the internet.
Poof, next day, they get money.
Poof, next day, they got girlfriend.
So, I say to Ivan, "Ivan, put me in a box.
"We both share in this fortune, no?"
I help him.
All right, don't be imbecile.
Don't fuck this up, idiot.
Next day, he come, he dig me out of box.
We walk down the street, down there, I see envelope.
50,000 rubles.
50,000.
Then, I enter this contest.
God damn, bro, we won a refrigerator, brand new.
Wow, I'm glad everything worked out for Sergei.
Whew, next, we're going to meet Olga Volkov,
a girl who knows luck and will do anything to get it.
I was very scared,
but I managed to conquer my fear
and endure the whole night underground.
When I came out, I had no luck for a week,
but then, I landed the perfect job and found Dimitri,
the man of my dreams.
Be a millionaire.
So, everyone knows Maksim and Mikhail.
I bet that you didn't know
that they also did this challenge.
I've been down here for 12 hours so far.
I feel so, so scared, but I have plenty of water.
I can't wait to get out and be a rich playboy.
That's crazy.
I'm feeling a bit claustrophobic,
but if Maksim can last all night, then so can I.
Oh, my gosh.
So scary, oof.
Thankfully, it's the reason of all of their success.
All of it.
Let's take a look.
We model three years.
No job, we do self-burial, and boom, everybody wants us.
Inground pool, bitch.
We won so much money.
You can, too.
Ah, yeah.
Asshole!
Hey, Sid, what's up, buddy?
Hey, Vinny.
One lotto ticket, please.
Yeah, I was expecting you.
Did you ride all the way from Silver Lake?
You know it.
You know, they sell tickets there, man.
You won't hurt my feelings, trust me.
You won't hurt my feelings.
Oh, come on, you're my lucky star.
If I'm your lucky star, you're fucked big time, okay?
- Usual numbers? - No, not today.
Let the machine pick.
Let me try my luck and go totally random.
Great attitude.
The jackpot is simply too hard to resist
for those who rarely play.
The California jackpot has been record-breaking in sales.
Remember, you won $500 before?
Maybe $5,000 this time.
Your lips to Buddha's ears, buddy.
You know money won't buy you happiness, Sid, right?
No, but it'd sure buy a lot of weed.
And weed makes the world go 'round.
- Sounds like 420 to me. - That makes the odds
292 million to one, and the chances of winning
don't necessarily increase the more you play.
Last year, Americans spent...
Here.
Fresh new batch.
Careful, buddy, it's strong.
Good shit, man.
Like back home.
It's some of the best I've had in a while.
Keep it.
- Really? - Yeah, really.
- Forever? - Oh, yeah.
I'll see you at the next ticket round down.
Good luck with the ticket.
Thanks, Vinny, I'll see you around.
Hello.
Oh, hi.
Uh, I'm looking for Logan.
Logan?
Uh, and who are you?
I'm Sid, his friend.
Are you his girlfriend?
No, I'm his mother.
Oh, sorry, ma'am, my bad.
It's not a problem.
Come in, Sid.
So, what do you do?
Uh, me?
Uh, I'm a small commodities trader.
Really?
Yeah, for a few years, now.
Okay.
- You have a nice place. - Thank you.
Thank you very much.
- Logan is right through here. - All right.
- Okay? - Awesome wall paper.
Ah, Logan?
Logan, what's up?
You've never introduced me to Sid before, Son.
Yeah.
What are you doing here?
I have some amazing news, man, I have to tell you.
- Okay, um- - I'd like to hear it.
All right, Logan was just-
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, outside.
Whoa, you didn't even finish your breakfast.
Oh, yeah, uh, I'll finish it outside.
Mom, it's delicious, thank you.
10 minutes, five minutes.
30 seconds, two seconds, let's go.
- Outside. - Nice meet you.
No, yep, thanks so much.
Thanks.
Thanks, Mom.
What the fuck are you doing here?
I have to tell you something.
You will not believe it.
Did I invite you here?
Well, no, I was just stoppin' by.
You forgot to mention the part about living
with your mom, by the way.
Guess that makes us even on the bullshit.
We play video games online together.
We are not friends.
I helped you out last night
because I felt sorry for you, man.
I don't need a friend in real life.
Can I just tell you why I came?
- Bro. - It's important.
It was your idea.
Okay.
You said I had to find my own luck, right?
Yes.
Well, I found it.
Look.
People in Russia are burying themselves
for 24-hours, for luck.
It's a 24-hour supervised self-burial,
and it works, bro.
People are gettin' all kinds of lucky,
gettin' jobs, finding money, girls, all kinds of shit.
Shh!
Okay, and?
And, and I'm gonna do it.
I'm gonna bury myself for 24 hours,
and that's how I'm gonna find my luck.
It worked for all those people in the video.
- You're crazy. - I'm serious.
And I want you to supervise it.
You're gonna bury yourself in a box for 24 hours,
because you think it's gonna bring you luck?
Do you hear yourself, man?
It's a hoax.
Look at the videos.
It works.
Okay, that's it.
You gotta go, okay?
Get your shit and let's go.
Come on.
Go, go.
Here, I sent you the video, just watch it.
- That's all I ask. - I'll watch it,
I'll watch it, please, just go.
You can't show up here unannounced, man, it's not cool.
Dude, you always invite me.
Okay, all right, all right, I get it, go, please.
- Jeez, okay. - Jesus Christ.
- Just watch the video. - Okay.
Okay.
Thank you.
Hey, going so quick?
Yeah, sorry for dropping by unannounced, my bad.
Oh, no, come by any time.
Logan needs friends.
He's always up in that room playing those video games.
Yeah, with me, sadly.
Guilty culprit.
Ah, well, at least you're honest.
I like that.
Thanks, Ms. Gibson.
Make it Diane.
Diane.
- Thanks, Diane. - Take care, Sid.
Ride safe.
- How's it goin'? - Hey.
Returning.
All right, Sid, you can go back.
Thank you.
Hey, Sid, how you doin'?
V, my favorite bud-tender.
You shaved your head, huh?
Oh, yeah, I needed a change.
It was weird, check it out.
It does feel weird.
It looks good, though.
- You think so? - Yeah.
Oh, thanks.
Um, 30 grams of the usual, please.
The usual? All right.
Um, this new batch is a lot stronger, okay?
So you gotta be careful.
You know me well.
The stronger, the better.
I prefer to be comfortably numb.
Yeah, well, that'll cheer you up for sure.
Oh, my God, that's beautiful, look at that.
Oh, my God, yes, please.
It's good, right?
- Yes, I'll take this, please. - Okay.
My friends are gonna love this.
It's always best when it's shared.
That's sweet.
Good guy.
$200.
- That's for the Kush. - Thank you.
- This is for you. - Thanks.
Wow, you look amazing.
I mean, your hair, the blue.
Oh, wow, really?
Yeah, it matches your eyes.
I really like it.
Thank you, thanks.
I just, I did it the other day.
- Really nice. - Thanks.
What happened to us going to coffee?
Oh, my God, that totally slipped my mind.
I'm so sorry.
Slipped your mind.
No, I would love to get some coffee with you.
All right, this is the second time,
so don't lose this.
I promise, I cross my heart.
Thanks, V.
Have a good one, Sid.
Oh, sweet Jesus.
Oh, damn.
Shut the door, asshole.
- He better be here this time. - Yeah, for real.
Seriously, I'm not coming here again.
Tammy, Tina, my favorites.
What's up, cutie?
Peachy.
What's up?
The last time I saw eyes
that red was Bram Stoker's Dracula.
Very funny.
Wanna smoke us out?
Nah, I'm kinda tied up.
Come on, we wanna get high.
Well, I feel ya.
You can always buy somethin'.
We're broke.
Can we just get a couple grams and square up tomorrow?
No fronts, ladies, sorry.
Please, we'll be really nice to you.
You girls are teenagers.
What do I look like, Captain Creepy?
Just one joint.
Just come back later
when you guys get some cash, all right?
Loser.
- I heard that! - Good.
- What the fuck? - I know.
Big, huge.
Watch me twerk.
I told you no freebies!
Uh, sorry.
Thought you were somebody else.
My name is Joan, and this is my son, David.
How are you today?
I'm Sid.
- Good, thanks. - Hello, Sid.
We're visiting new friends in our neighborhood today,
spreading the word of our good Lord.
Our goal is to save as many souls as possible
from the inevitable upcoming disaster.
- Disaster? - Armageddon.
As written, it's not a question of if,
more a question of when.
You see the signs on the news,
global war, nuclear threats from foreign dictators.
It's a matter of time, Mr. Smith, or can I call you Sid?
No, Sid's fine.
That's pretty dark.
Well, that's why we're here,
to offer you a way out of the darkness.
Uh...
I'm not in the dark.
We all are.
I read the Bible.
- So, you're a Christian? - Agnostic.
I can clear that.
So, you're open to the possibility of God.
Well, anything's possible, but I prefer science.
It's real, you know?
Graspable, tangible.
No god has ever done anything for me.
It's so hot.
I'm very sensitive to the heat.
May we continue inside?
Uh...
My place is a mess.
No judgment here.
Sure, why not?
Come on in.
Please, have a seat, sit down, sit down.
Do you like my big ass?
Uh, my portal.
Hey, what if an alien came down?
For everyone to see, in broad daylight?
Would that disprove the existence of God?
Well, that's not gonna happen.
Really?
How do you know?
That's science fiction, Sid.
Outside, you said that God's never done anything for you.
You know that you have to ask Him for help
for Him to answer the call?
Yeah, but God only saves you when you die,
and none us knows what happens when we die.
God knows.
See, you gotta believe to get in the after party.
To me, why can't the planet, the solar system,
the universe, be God?
God is everything.
He is in everything.
Hm, God, good, devil, evil, isn't it that simple?
Believe in something greater, conquer our fear of death,
and add meaningfulness to the void?
Aren't we God, the makers of man?
I'll get it.
It was nice talking with you.
We'll meet again later.
Inspiring stuff.
Holy shit.
It's my friend, Logan.
Nice talkin' to you.
- Who were they? - I don't know.
Some church.
- And you let them in? - Yeah, just for a minute.
You got problems.
Can I get a joint, please?
For you, I'm gonna get a fresh one.
One J.
Your idea, bro.
Pretty brilliant.
Oh, what idea?
The 24-hour supervised self-burial challenge.
Oh, yeah, right.
I told you.
Did you watch the videos?
Yes, I watched the videos.
Do you think it'll work?
Yo, you don't even need luck for this shit to work, man.
What do you mean?
That's the whole point of doing it, for luck.
Sid, listen to me.
Those Russian videos, they have millions of views.
Some have 10s of millions.
Do you know what kind of money
we can make with those views, man?
No.
10s of thousands, okay?
Nobody in the states has made a self-burial video.
We can be the first.
I mean, do you know what this means?
If this shit goes viral, man.
Damn.
- Even if I don't get lucky- - We just got lucky.
- We? - Yes, I'm in, bro, 110%.
I'm gonna help you make the video.
We can even livestream it to my Facebook and YouTube.
It's set up with tons of followers, man.
You have followers?
Over 1,000.
Damn.
Sid, this is huge.
This can bring us millions of followers,
and millions of new opportunities.
Okay, what do we have to do?
Well, first, we shake on it.
50/50 on all the monies made.
50/50?
I'm the one going in the box.
Relax.
It's my gear, my channel.
You wanna do it on your own, unsupervised?
All right, then you have to supervise
the entire thing, all 24 hours.
You can't leave me down there alone.
I won't.
And I can't go into that box not knowing
if I'm gonna be homeless when I get out.
If this goes wrong, and I get evicted,
I need somewhere to go, man, for like a month,
until I can find another place.
Like your pad.
You have gotta be kidding me.
I can't do it otherwise, man.
I'll die of stress.
Okay, okay, all right, don't die of stress.
I'll talk to my mom.
Your mom likes me.
Hey, watch it, okay?
I'll talk to her.
This means a lot to me, man.
It really means a lot to me.
I got you.
We gotta dig a hole and build a box, all right?
I'll come back tomorrow, and we'll get started.
I can't believe we're doin' it.
I got you, man.
- I'll see you tomorrow, okay? - I'll see you tomorrow.
Yeah, let's do the box, though,
like, I can't do that coffin, that shit freaks me out.
No, I feel you, man.
We shouldn't do a coffin.
- That's just- - It's like, feet are tied up,
just like when you found me.
All right, so, we gotta get a pipe,
drill a hole, and stick it in the top, so you can breath.
Shit, I almost forgot about that.
You will run out of air, definitely,
and you will die, so let's not have that happen.
Yeah, I don't really wanna die, man.
I don't want you to die, either.
So, do you know where we can get a pipe from?
I have a couple pipes in the back.
Didn't think I was gonna use them
for breathing, though, but fuck it.
Perfect.
So, where are we gonna get some wood from?
Let's get the pallettes on the street.
People leave them out all the time.
- Really? - Yeah, and I got a shed-full
of tools in the back.
Perfect, hammer and nails, we'll get it done.
All right, so, I'm thinkin',
you know, a little somethin' like that, you know?
We set up a camera here, maybe one there,
and then we're good to go.
Maybe one more on that corner.
On this one, too?
We can do that.
- Pipe, so you can breathe. - To breathe.
Obviously.
I'll take a little bit of that.
And you have all the materials?
So, this is all the materials we need right here?
Yeah, so,
Wood, nails.
- Two by fours, - Two by fours,
Blankets, batteries, pillows,
Snacks,
Socks, weed.
Sid, are you there?
Hey, Sid, it's David.
- Sid, you here? - What are you doing, man?
- What? - Are you trying
to get us killed, bro?
No.
Sid's shotgun shells, man, have killed people.
I told you.
Let's go.
All right, I'll take care of that.
- Over to the kitchen. - Sweet.
Hit it with a wedge.
Oh, yeah, bro, this is,
yeah, this is perfect.
Yeah, I should fit right here.
- Yeah, right in there. - Yeah.
Yeah, sounds good.
You, uh, wanna get started?
- Better late than never. - Might as well, right?
There you go.
All right.
Kinda spooky, digging a grave on a full moon.
Hey, fuckin' stop with that shit, man.
What? Sorry, it is.
That's not a grave, it's just a hole, all right?
Well, that's easy for you to say.
I'm the one that's gonna get in the box.
Yeah, but you're gonna be alive.
I am gonna be alive.
We're doin' this for luck, man.
- All right. - For luck.
There's gotta be an easier way.
Yeah, bro.
A Splatter-dozer.
Splatter-dozer!
- I wish. - Did you bring a joint?
- I always got a joint. - My man.
Oh yeah.
And the gods have smiled on us again.
- This'll help. - If you believe in 'em.
I believe in the rain gods,
and the weed gods,
I just don't believe in God.
Yeah, I believe in the money gods.
I believe in the money gods, too.
I just wish they'd show themselves.
After we're done with this, hopefully, they will.
I think I got a second wind, man.
You took one hit.
Yeah, that's true.
Can I get another hit, bro?
Mm hm.
Sorry, you know I like to hog it.
Yo, I'm beat, man, I need a nap.
Well, that's it.
I'm done.
Should we get the box?
Well, can't it wait a couple more hours?
Oh, come on, man, this is all part of the challenge.
Yo, we've been up all night, man.
Come on, we gotta get this done before anybody else.
All right, whatever.
Come on, let's go.
Let's go.
You know what you need is some coffee.
All right, sorry.
Okay.
We got it.
Look, the cameras have WiFi,
so they'll livestream to my social platforms
and record everything simultaneously.
Technology, insane, right?
Yeah.
Now, the livestream, you can't see everybody,
but they can see and hear you,
so the more you interact with the camera, the better.
Five feet, should be three feet above ground.
Should work.
- Hey, you feel that? - Rain.
Said it was in the forecast for tomorrow.
Let's get goin'.
- You got it? - Yeah.
There's some bricks over here, careful.
All right.
One second.
All right.
Here we go.
Gentle, gentle.
I think it fits.
Just a little more.
Yep.
Look.
How's it looking?
Oh, yeah.
Should we smoke one?
- Yeah. - All right, let's do that.
- Looks good. - Headed your way.
Let's see.
24-hour supervised self-burial.
All right, looking good.
- Yo. - Okay.
I'm all good.
Hop in the box, I'll test the picture and the sound.
I'll put all my crap in there.
All right.
- You got this. - All right.
There you are, perfect.
And away we go.
Not too bad.
I'm running a test on the livestream now.
Everything looks good.
- I'm not buried yet. - Well, as good as.
You know what, here,
take the air pipe.
Fill in the hole, let's go now, come on.
- Why the mad rush? - Bro, I'm already in here,
I got everything I need, we already have the live feed,
come on, let's just go.
Let's rock and roll, bro.
Okay, all right, all right, fine.
Before I lose my nerve!
Come on, let's get this party started!
How's that, good?
Woo, I can see!
All right.
Logan, careful, man!
It's raining sand in here.
That's right.
Come on, you can drink the water.
What's goin' on?
What's taking so long?
Yeah, I'm gettin' there, buddy.
- How you doin' down there? - Doin' pretty good.
I got some dirt in my mouth, but I'm good otherwise.
Ah, you'll be all right.
I'm sure you've had worse things in your mouth.
Yeah, actually, I have.
All right, bro, it's lookin' good.
It's freezing down here.
Yeah, it should probably warm up
when the sun hits the yard more.
Okay.
You're right, I'm good, then.
Yeah, bro, I think I'm all done.
- Logan. - Yeah?
It's freaky as hell, bro.
Look, you'll be fine, all right?
I'm gonna go inside now, but I got the cameras on,
so I'll be watching you, okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
I got my phone.
I'll call you in a few.
It's not so bad.
More room than I thought.
I mean, it's a little cold, but that's all right.
The cold doesn't really bother me all that much.
My boy, Sid, camera A.
Hi, everyone.
If you can see me, my name is Challenger,
a.k.a. Sid, Sid Smith.
This is my 24-hour supervised self-burial challenge.
I'm gonna be in this box
for the next 24 hours, underground, buried.
Insane, right?
- That's right. - And I'm doin' it for luck.
I know, I know, it sounds crazy, but it works.
If I don't die of an anxiety attack in here first.
My bro, LoganRun, is supervising and running the live feed.
Thanks to him, I'll be safe.
Yes, sir.
Let's see.
23 hours, 50 minutes to go.
Stay tuned, anything can happen.
He's crazy.
My boy.
I'm vaping in my capsule.
Oh.
I am vaping in my capsule.
Holy shit.
Yo!
Thank God, I needed that.
Yo, Sid!
What's up?
Yo, it's 200 people watching, bro!
- 200, no way. - Yes!
Look, just keep doin' what you're doin',
the chitchat, everything, bro, it's killing!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Hey, you guys, it's 200 people watching right now,
because probably you've never seen
someone bury themselves before.
Stay tuned.
All you have to do is commit.
Stay committed, right, Logan?
Yeah, my boy!
- Yeah! - I'm goin' back inside, baby!
Woo!
Woo, woo!
- ♪ I, I, I, I got my hashpipe ♪ - Oh, shit.
Sid, you have got to see this.
Okay.
Wow, 1,000 followers.
Thank you, everybody, for watching me do this challenge.
It looks insane, but if you're searching for luck,
or trying to make some money, like me,
then this could be the thing for you.
But get help, you can't do this by yourself.
I'm not superstitious or anything,
and I don't know how it works,
but just go online and search,
"24-hour supervised self-burial."
Okay?
Watch the videos.
You'll see what I'm talkin' about.
Damn it, I forgot to charge
my cell phone and bring a pillow.
Well, that's what happens
when you start a challenge to beat the weather.
Yo, yo, I got a gift for you.
What's up?
What are you doin', man?
I'm hotboxing you, bro.
Stop, man, I can't breathe!
Stop it, you madman!
See you later.
Look at you, Sid.
Yeah, but you know what?
This sure feels good.
Don't try this at home.
LoganRun is a crazy ass fool,
but I know he's only doing it
out of the kindness of his heart.
Thanks, bro.
What is this?
In a box?
They're burying themselves?
What is this?
Not talking a text,
not talking a call, can you see them okay?
Yo, Logan.
Logan?
Where'd you go?
Did you disappear on me?
Logan?
Did you fall asleep?
Come on, man, answer your damn phone.
Oh, shit.
Yo, hey, sorry, man, I passed out.
What's up?
Dude, you totally disappeared on me.
No, man, look, I would never leave, all right?
I was just in a Kush coma.
We're six hours in.
Oh, shit, yo, it's 10,000 people watching right now, bro.
- For real? - Yeah, for real.
I can't believe 10,000 of you are watching.
I hope you're all enjoying my challenge.
We're a quarter of the way through now.
Man, the comments are going crazy, man.
It's like a feeding frenzy.
Just keep doin' what you're doin'.
Really?
All right.
I'm telling everyone out there watching to listen to me.
This shit works.
If you want luck, then you know what to do.
This is crazy, man.
Look, I gotta go take a piss,
but I'll be right back, all right?
11, 18,
80, three,
15, what the fuck?!
Holy shit!
Sid!
Sid.
Woo!
Unknown number, could be some more luck.
This is Sid.
Sid, hi, it's Vanessa from L.A. Kush.
Oh, hey, V, all right.
Um, how'd you get my number?
Um, it's on file here at the store,
and I got kinda worried that you lost my card again.
Oh, no, no, I had your card, I was gonna call.
Mm hm, sure you were.
Well, now, you don't have to.
What are you doin'?
Oh, you know, I'm, uh,
kind of in the middle of a challenge right now.
A challenge?
Yeah, I'm buried underground,
doing a supervised self-burial for good luck.
Wait a minute, you're buried underground right now?
Yeah, we're running our own livestream
on YouTube and Facebook, check it out.
LoganRun is the page.
Oh, okay.
And you know what?
I'm really glad you called.
I'd love to see you when I get out of here.
Ditto.
I knew this challenge would work,
and the fact that you just called just proves it.
That's very sweet, Sid.
Seriously.
All right, well, be careful?
Keep getting lucky, and call me later, yeah?
I will.
Talk to you later, V.
Anyone who tries to tell me
that this challenge doesn't work is full of shit.
My luck has already changed,
and that phone call just proved it.
You hear that, Logan?
See your boy in action?
Mr. Cool Breeze, makin' it happen.
I don't get it.
Did you fall in the fucking toilet?
Call me.
Dude, pick up the phone.
My battery is dying and it's starting to rain.
If only he was there when I was getting weed, dude.
Like, holy shit, now he's just gonna die?
This is not a fucking joke.
You're meant to be supervising me, man.
Call me!
- The guy evicted this guy. - Now, it's getting serious.
Did you get the link I just sent you?
Logan, bro, pick up or respond!
We talked about this!
Fuck.
Logan!
I thought that when I was in the box.
Logan!
Fucking Logan, man.
Logan!
Let me out of here!
You gotta fucking come back!
Logan!
Okay, fucking calm down.
Calm down, catch your breath.
You gotta relax.
I'm fuckin' freaking out, man.
I'm fucking freaking out.
Hey, it's Vanessa.
Hey, V.
Um, I saw you were having some issues.
Can I help you with anything?
Nah, it's okay.
It's just my flakey friend.
Probably crashed out.
He was up late last night.
You sure?
'Cause watching you is giving me anxiety.
How do you think I feel?
I'm the one in the box.
Okay, call me if you need anything, all right?
I'm watching.
Okay, I will, thanks, V.
Momma!
Woo!
Mom!
What?
Why are you panting?
What is it?
What's it look like?
Don't be smart.
Where have you been all night?
I was at Sid's.
Look up the winning numbers for me, please.
No, Mr. Lazy, you do it.
Okay.
Compare 'em, Ma.
Okay, okay, hold on.
- They match. - Yes.
We're rich.
What do you mean, we're rich?
This isn't real.
Yes, it is, Ma.
Where'd you get this from?
Well, uh, I bought it.
Logan, you don't buy lottery tickets.
Who's is this?
Okay, Ma, Sid bought it.
You stole this from Sid, Logan?
Momma, you know I wouldn't steal, okay?
I was bringing it to you
to ask you what you think I should do.
It's $300 million, Ma.
Think about it, seriously.
There is nothing to think about.
This is Sid's ticket, you need to get it back to him.
Where is he?
Let me out of here!
Mom, I ran all the way over here, $300 million.
I need you to take this ticket back to Sid, it's his.
Here, now, get moving.
Get moving.
Let me out!
Fuck, calm down, relax.
Shit, I have the lights.
Logan, damn it!
He better be here, man.
Chill, bro, he's always here.
Yeah right.
Sid, you home?
Man.
Bro!
He's never here.
He's so unreliable.
- That's his door. - Hey, what are y'all doin'?
Uh, we're-
- Friends with Sid.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Mm hm, fuck outta here.
Sorry, man, I don't want no trouble.
Hey, Sid.
Sid, you home?
I mean, he's fine, right now,
but I don't think he'll make it out alive.
Sid?
You here?
Sid?
Shit.
Okay, okay.
All right.
Come on, Sid, come on.
Where you at?
Ah, there you are.
Okay, okay.
Yo, yo, Sid, are you there?
Fuck!
Where the hell have you been?
6 hours, what, are you ghosting me, man?
I'm sorry, but, bro, listen to me, I have some good news.
I don't give a shit.
I've been down here freakin' the fuck out here,
and you just disappeared.
Bro.
You just take off and leave me.
I could've died down here, bro.
Sorry, my phone died.
Listen to me.
You're not gonna believe it.
Let me get a word in, man, listen.
You broke your promise.
Did you get my messages?
Yes, bro, I got all 20 of your messages,
just shut the fuck up and listen to me.
- No! - Yes!
What, jerkin' off?
My luck's been goin' through the roof.
Girls are callin' me, it's freakin' unbelievable,
but were you here to see it, no.
Do you give a shit, no.
I could've died down here, bro.
I don't think I can handle another anxiety attack.
Logan.
God damn it.
Logan, I lost you.
My cell phone's fucked.
It's all wet, I lost you.
Come out to the pipe.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck.
Logan, come out here!
Sidney.
Why are you down here, Sidney?
Let me out!
Logan!
Let me out!
Ow!
Oh.
Please record your message.
Hey, Sid, um, it's V.
I, um, I don't know if it's my phone or not,
but I can't see the livestream anymore, so, um,
Yeah, I was just calling to see if you were doing okay.
Ah, cramp!
Um, I hope everything is going great in the box.
Ow, ow!
And, um, hit me back.
Let me know that you're good, that you're okay.
Okay, bye.
What do I sound like?
Jesus.
Sidney, it's not your fault.
I don't blame you.
Mom and Dad don't blame you.
Go away.
I forgive you, Sidney.
Sid.
Sidney.
It's not your fault, Sidney.
Logan, did you move it?
Logan, the pipe's gone!
Fuck!
Get me the fuck out of here, man!
I'm serious!
I've had enough.
Logan!
I'm gonna die!
What the fuck?
Sid!
Hey!
Oh, fuck.
Sid!
Help!
Yo, somebody help!
Sid, help!
The fuck are you?
Your call has been forwarded
to an automatic voice messaging system.
Logan.
When you are finished recording,
hang up or press one for more options.
Fuck.
Hey, hey.
I don't know if any of you are still watching.
I don't know if any of you have stopped now.
This challenge is too hard.
It's freezing in here,
and this thing's filling up with water.
Oh, shit.
I think I need help.
I think I need someone to come in here and get me out.
Sid!
Help!
Logan!
Five, four, three, two, one.
And we have a liftoff.
Hey.
Hey, I thought today was your day off.
I just missed you too much.
Aw.
And I need to find a friend's address.
Oh, okay.
There we go.
Sid?
'Kay, I'm out.
See ya mañana.
All right.
At the tone, please record your message.
Sid, hey, it's V again.
Uh, so, I'm officially worried now.
I was watching the livestream,
it ended really abruptly,
I called you a bunch, you're not calling me back.
So, um, I know this makes me sound like a nervous ninny,
I'm just, I am really worried,
so I went to the store and I got your address, and um,
I'm just gonna come to your house.
Okay?
To check on you, make sure you're okay.
Unless you call me back in the next few minutes.
So, if you're okay, call me back.
Bye.
Haley Lee's coming over tonight man.
You're gonna have to sleep with Patricia Fatterson, though.
Dude, he's not even pickin' up, though, today.
I keep tellin' him we need to get weed.
Yo!
Hey!
Hey, who's there?
Help me!
What the fuck?
- Where's Sid? - He's here.
Sid's here.
Help, untie me, please!
How, how do we get in?
The back, go around back.
What the fuck?
Yo, there's some dude hogtied in there,
told us to go around back.
I got a cramp, man, help!
Fuck!
What do we do?
- Help him. - Help, I can't move!
Wait, are you sure?
There's a dude tied up in there!
That's not Sid.
We don't know what the fuck's goin' on in there.
Sid could be in trouble.
Sid's a drug dealer.
Do what you want, I'm not gettin' involved in this shit.
I'm out, Daeg.
My parents will kill me.
Pussy, man, we gotta help!
- Hello? - In here!
What the fuck?
What happened?
- Who are you? - I'm Vanessa.
I'm Sid's friend, you're Logan?
- Yeah. - Yeah, okay.
Untie me, scissors, in the kitchen on the floor.
Scissors?
Okay.
I got it, I got it, I got it.
My hands.
These were a pair...
- Hang on. - Oh, fuck.
- Thank you. - Where is Sid?
He's in the backyard.
He's buried!
Come on, help me.
Ah!
Sid!
Shit.
Oh, my God, the pipe fell.
It's flooded.
- Sid! - Sid, can you hear us?
Sid, are you there?
Oh, my God.
Shovels, dig.
Come on.
Oh, shit.
You guys are insane.
He could be dead.
It was his idea, the fool wanted to get lucky.
Lucky?
Who tied you up?
Don't ask, just dig.
- Sid! - Sid!
- Can you hear us? - I'm comin', buddy!
What the fuck?
- Help us, please! - Help us!
Hurry up!
What do you want us to do?
Just dig!
Sid!
- Sid! - Can you hear us?
Sid!
- You ready, you ready? - Yeah.
Pull, pull, pull.
Sid!
- Sid? - No.
No, man, come on, come on.
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
- You're okay. - We won!
Are you okay?
Oh, my God.
You did it.
- You're okay. - I'm okay!
You're okay!
I'm okay!
What are you guys doing here?
We're here for you, man!
Oh, thank God.
You are crazy.
I know.
I can't believe you're here.
I can't believe you're here!
We're here at Vinny's Market,
and this is where the winning ticket was purchased,
and this is Vinny, the owner of the store.
I hope I get some money.
My wife left me for two Japanese midgets.
Okay, Vinny, okay.
And this is the man of the hour,
our lucky winner of the $300 million jackpot, Sid Smith.
I just wanna thank everyone for being here.
To my girlfriend, Vanessa, she saved my life,
and to my best friend and business partner, Logan Gibson,
who taught me that anything is possible,
which is why I want you all to know
that we're starting our very own gaming company.
That's right, and I'll be splitting
my winnings with him 50/50.
- Yeah! - Yay!
Woo!
Oh, yeah, I got you.
50/50, you know, you can have half of it, man.
Back to you, Ken.
We did it!
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