All language subtitles for Mona.Lisa.and.the.Blood.Moon.2022.720p.WEBRip.800MB.x264-GalaxyRG-eng

[crickets chirping]

[frogs croaking]

♪ Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa ♪

♪ Men have named you ♪

♪ You're so like the lady ♪

♪ With the mystic smile ♪

♪ Is it only
'Cause you're lonely ♪

♪ They have blamed you ♪

♪ For that Mona Lisa
Strangeness ♪

♪ In your smile? ♪

♪ Do you smile to tempt a lover
Mona Lisa? ♪

♪ Or is this your way
To hide a broken heart? ♪

♪ Many dreams have been brought
To your doorstep ♪

♪ They just lie there ♪

♪ And they die there ♪

♪ Are you warm? ♪

♪ Are you real, Mona Lisa? ♪

[distorting]
♪ Or just a cold and lonely ♪

♪ Lovely work of art? ♪

[breathing heavily]

[gasps]

[whimpers]

[breathing heavily]

[nurse]
♪ Mona Lisa, men have... ♪

♪ You're so like the lady ♪

♪ With the mystic smile ♪

♪ Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa ♪

♪ Mona Lisa... ♪

[locks clicking]

♪ You're just like... ♪

[lock clanks]

[lock clicks]

How you doing tonight, stupid?

[chuckles]

I said, how you doing tonight?

I asked you a question, stupid.

Oh, God.

[groans]

What's that? Oh, me?

I'm doing just fine.
Thanks so much for asking.

[sighs]

You know I gotta pay
to get my nails done?

Does that make any sense?

I mean, honestly, who gives a
shit what your feet look like, right?

I mean, do you give a shit?
[chuckles]

Hmm?

Hello?

[scoffs]
Nah, you don't give a shit.

That is why this country's
in the toilet.

I gotta do your nails to make
money so I can do my nails.

How does that make
any goddamn sense at all?

[gasps]

No. Hey.

No, no.

That did not hurt.

You better hold still though or
I'm gonna show you what hurts.

[breathing heavily]

What's happening?

Stop it.

What?

[gasping]

No.

[gasps, screams] Don't!

[screaming]

Don't!

[screams echoing]

Please, somebody, help me!

Please, she's trying to kill me!

[crying] Help.

Why? What do you want?

Oh, my God, please.

I'm so sorry, please.

Please.

Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.

[gasps]
Untie me.

[buckles rattling]
[grunts]

Ow!
[keys jangling]

[lock clicks]

[breathing heavily]

[speaking Spanish]

Hector...

[door closes]

Give it to me.

What?

Give me some.

Do you want these?

[sniffs]

Mmm. Tastes good, huh? Mmm.

Yeah.

There you go.

There you...
[switch clicks]

[alarm blaring]

[alarm fades]

Oh, shit.

[breathing heavily]

Oh, Jesus.

Okay.

Okay.

[gasps]

[alarm resumes]

[bag crinkles]

[alarm continues]

[gasps]

[heavy metal playing
on speakers]

Dude. Look.

You okay?

Want a drink?
Get her a beer.

You want a beer?
It's tasty.

Have a beer.

[can opens]
It's just a beer.

[all chuckle]

She likes it.
Yes.

Damn.

Hey, um, give me your shoes.

Why can't you take his shoes?
I said, give me your shoes.

All right, all right.
Jesus.

She's walking around in
her bare feet, man. I get it.

I know I have small feet,
I guess.

Be a gentleman for once.
Why do you always gotta...

Not as small as your hands. Why do
I always have to take my shoes off?

Wait up. Wait, wait,
wait a second.

Wait a second.

For you.

Here you go.

On the other side of that fence,

after you get around the bayou,

you'll see the train tracks.

You just follow 'em.

They'll take you
right into New Orleans.

["Blood Moon" playing]

Good luck.
Yeah, bye.

♪ In the cold room ♪

♪ It's a good night ♪

♪ For a dark tune ♪

♪ For blood ♪

♪ Blood moon ♪

♪ Beneath the blood moon ♪

♪ In the dark room ♪

♪ And it's a cold night ♪

♪ For a sad tune ♪

♪ For blood ♪

♪ Blood moon ♪

♪ Blood moon ♪

♪ Blood moon ♪

[car horns honking]

[dispatcher] Attention, all New
Orleans units, stand by for broadcast.

[officer]
Unit 2, we'll call you back.

[dispatcher] We are looking
for a violent 103M.

Escaped a few hours ago

from the Home
of Mentally Insane Adolescents.

Got a photo coming through the
wire. Look for that on your cellular.

She is described as an Asian
female, possibly in her 20s,

brown hair, brown eyes.

Exact age is still
being confirmed.

Subject is mentally unstable with
severe schizophrenic psychosis,

and she is considered dangerous.

All units responding,
use extreme caution

and notify dispatch
upon visual confirmation.

Over.

[static, chatter over radio]

Hmm.

Okay.

[officer] Headquarters
to unit 101, please respond.

This is 101, Harold in service.
Go ahead.

Hey, Harold, uh,
we got two disorderly females

out in front of the Esplanade
Market. Owner called it in.

Seems one of them is highly
intoxicated and close to unconscious.

Copy. Lucky me.

Mmm. Full moon tonight,
Officer.

Gonna be a busy night.

Copy. En route.

["The Stalker" playing]

[loiterer 1] Oh, man, look at
this thing right here. [chuckles]

[loiterer 2] Under the table gets
crazy. [loiterer 1] That's okay.

[loiterer 2] I'm saying
that shit's... Is it Halloween?

I forget something?
[loiterer 2] Yo, come here.

[loiterer 1] Hey.

What you doing over there?
What you doing?

[chuckles] Why don't you come
over here? What's up?

Come here, man. I'll make
you happy. What's up, baby?

[chuckles]

What's up? What's up, girl?

Hmm?
Where are you going?

Oh, no, no, no. You don't
touch people's fries, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

[laughing]

Yeah, what you need, baby?

Oxy, Cody, K?

What's up?

I like your jacket.

[chuckling]

Where are you going?

[breathing heavily]

♪ I'm your stalker ♪

♪ I'm your stalker ♪

♪ I'm your stalker ♪

♪ I'm your stalker ♪

♪ If loving is a crime
Then I'm fully convicted ♪

♪ God made eyes for looking
And I'm fully addicted ♪

♪ Such a distant dream
But I'm fully committed ♪

♪ Nights like these are cold
Without you, I am frigid ♪

Man, hold up.

Let me grab one of those.

What's up, girl?

♪ I'm your stalker ♪

[owner] Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, excuse me.

You gotta pay for that stuff.

You gotta pay for that.

Get your ass over here.

Come on.

What's the matter with you?

4.55.

As in $4.55.

You have any money?
No.

Then why are you in my store?

I'm hungry.

Well, that is just too bad.
Step aside, please.

Come on, lady, move.
Yeah, um...

Let me get a pack
of them menthol smokes

and this stuff right here too.

It's your money, player.
It's all good.

I got you.

Man, so...

I gotta tell you
that outfit is lit, yo.

I mean, like,
what you're wearing,

man, that's some straight-up
next-level shit right there.

Yo, where your friends at?

Hmm?

What, you ain't got no friends?

It's just little old you

all alone in this big,
bad world?

What's your name?

For real, you don't wanna
tell me your name?

I just bought you Cheez Puffos,
didn't I? Come on, I'm cool.

May I have them?

Yeah, you can have them.

Yeah, we're going
in my car though.

Come on.

[drunk coughing, retching]

[door closes]

[crackling]

[radio switch clicks]
[smooth house playing]

For real, you ain't gonna
tell me your name, huh?

Man, that's all right.

My name's Fuzz.

See, they call me that
'cause I'm soft.

But first...

See?

[bag crinkles]

[chuckles] You want these
real bad, huh?

Can I get a kiss first?

Come on.

Just one little kiss?

Man, that ain't nothing.

Why?

Shit, I don't know.

'Cause you're trippy.

I like you.
You like me?

Yeah, I bought you those chips,
didn't I?

Man, can you feel that?

One track only
for your mind, huh?

Go on then.

There you go.

Hey, take this.

Here you go.

[drunk coughing]

Mmm.

Let me see some IDs, please.

All right, give me her ID.

She don't feel good.

Mmm. I can see that.

It's her birthday.

She just drank too much.

Oh, yeah? Well,
believe it or not,

you're not allowed
to vomit on the sidewalk,

even if it is your birthday.

It's a $100 fine.
No, $100? No.

Hey, don't trip though.

He's just fucking
with those drunk girls.

Ma'am, somebody's gotta
clean that up, right?

It's gonna cost money, right?
That's what this is.

Hey, what you getting
into tonight?

I mean, there's some shit going
down at this warehouse later.

Deejays and stuff.

Mostly like dubstep though.
You like dubstep?

We're just trying to get home and
we don't really know our way around.

Give us a warning.
Sign that right there.

Actually it's dark.

It's like music
for goblins and shit.

It's a real cool space though.

Take off your shirt.

Take off my shirt?

You want me to take off
my shirt?

Shit, I'll take it off then.

What you wanna do?

Yo, don't go.

She got it all out.
Sign that, would you?

[coughing] Why you
leaving so fast? Yo!

Yo, girl, we just fell in love right
here. You gonna leave like that?

Yo, give me your name at least.

Miss.

Miss?

Hey. Hey, I see you.

I see you back there.

Come out here. Come talk to me.

Come on, I just wanna talk.

Come on, come a little closer
so we can talk.

Come on, it's all right.

There you go.

I'm not here to hurt you.
I'm here as your friend.

I just wanna talk to you.

All right?

There you go.

Come on.

Good. See?
That wasn't so bad, was it?

Some people are really concerned
about you,

afraid you might hurt yourself
or somebody else.

So you're gonna come with
me, all right? [handcuffs rattling]

Come on, yeah,
you're gonna come with me,

put everybody's fears to rest.

Just gonna put these on you.
Just some handcuffs, all right?

Just a precaution.
No.

Look, you're coming with me,
all right?

So we could do this the easy way
or the hard way.

It's up to you.

Good, good, good.

You have nothing
to be afraid of. [gasps]

[breath trembling]

What the fuck?

What are you...

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

[breathing heavily]

What do you want?

Okay, okay, okay.

Please, please, please.

The easy way?
No, no, no, no.

What are you... [panting]

[whimpers]
Or the hard way?

[whimpering]

Jesus.

Please, please.

No, no, no.
No, no, no, no.

Please, please, please.

Please!

[gunshot]
[screaming]

I'm not going back
to that place.

This is Officer Harold, 101,
officer down.

I've been shot in the knee.

Hey, Harold, was the girl armed?

Hey, what happened,
buddy? Harold?

[doctor] So the bullet
entered the back of the leg.

There is some cartilage damage,

some muscle damage,
some nerve damage.

Luckily the bullet missed
your kneecap, Officer.

That's a wrecking ball
at close range.

He was with me.
Mm-hmm.

Right.

[patrons chattering]

She's scary.

[server] It'll be right up.

I see you, Ray.

What?
Looking at her.

Man, you tripping, Irene.

I'm tripping?
Yeah.

[scoff] I'm tripping.
I'm fucking tripping.

Doing all this
with all these people, man.

Shut the fuck up.
You always do shit like this.

Watch this.

[chuckles] Irene. Oh, my God.

Why you looking at my
man, bitch? What the fuck?

Can I not just eat a fucking
hamburger in peace, please?

I'm asking you a question,
bitch. Come on, Irene.

I'm asking her a simple
question. Let's just go.

I'm sorry,
what was your question?

You think you can look at my man
like he's gonna fuck you?

Yeah, that's it exactly.
I want him fuck to me.

You're just a swamp rat bitch.
Ain't that right?

Just a thirsty country ho,
climbed up out the mud.

[Ray] Come on,
let's just go home, man.

You wanna know what your
man's thinking right now, don't you?

He's thinking
what my pussy tastes like.

The fuck did you say?
Come on.

I think you heard me.
Fuck this shit.

I'm gonna fuck you up right
now. Oh, you're gonna fuck me up?

Come on, bitch.

Bitch. Bitch.
[groaning]

Fuck. Oh!

What's up? What's up?

[both grunting]

Let go of my fucking
hair. [Ray] Oh, shit.

Girl, come on.
Shit.

Fuck you.

[broth grunt]

[Ray] Yo, chill, bro.

[Irene] You like that, huh?
[Ray] Chill out.

Yo, chill, you're fucking
her up. Fuck you, bitch.

[both panting]

Oh, shit.

[Ray] What are you doing?

Irene, what the fuck are you
doing? Why are you hitting yourself?

Oh.

I'm not doing it, Ray.
Yes, you are doing it.

I see you with my own eyes.
[slap]

[Ray] What the fuck are
you doing, Irene? [grunts]

Yo, chill.
What are you doing?

Stop hitting yourself.
[Irene crying]

[Ray] We're going home.

[grunts]
What are you...

Chill out.

So what, are you like
some kind of witch or something?

How... How'd you do that?

I don't know.

But, like, you can just
make them do whatever you want?

[chuckles] You could control all the fucking
pricks out there with just your mind?

I mean, wow.

I knew something freaky
was gonna happen tonight.

I can just feel it, you know?

When it's a full moon,
I, like, feel it in my ovaries,

I swear to God.

You don't really sound like
you're from around here.

I mean, you live in New Orleans?

I'm not going back there.

What, did you, like,
run away from somewhere?

I don't wanna go back there!

I don't wanna go back there!

I don't wanna go back there!

Okay, it's all right,
it's all right.

Eat your food, just relax.
I don't wanna go back there!

You're not going back anyway.
You're not. You're gonna sit right here.

Come on, sit down. It's
okay, just relax. Holy shit.

It's fine. She's fine.
She's freaking out.

It's all right. Sit down.

Come on. Come on.
It's all right.

Hello. Would you mind
your own fucking business

and turn around
and eat your own food?

Just eat your food.

Turn the fuck around.

Hey, you okay?

[patrons chattering]

Honestly, you don't gotta
tell me nothing.

It's none of anybody's beeswax,
including me, all right?

So just relax, eat your fries.

[people chattering]

[host] Won't find a better
place than Bourbon Street.

Come on in, free jazz,
right now. Come, come.

Ass and titties, y'all.
Ass and titties.

Come in here. Ass and
titties, man. Ass and titties.

Yeah, man. Let's go.
Come on, let's go inside.

Ass and titties. Hey, baby.
Hey, Snacky. Hi, baby.

Hey. This is my new
friend, Mona Lisa.

Hey. Mona Lisa?

I got you a strawberry
milk shake and a Dr Pepper.

I didn't know which one
you wanted. Bye, Mona Lisa.

Yeah.

Ass and titties, y'all.
Ass and titties.

[announcer] All right, fellas,
give it up for La Porsche.

[patron 1] You need
those titties in your face, bro.

[patron 2] Hey, look.
Come here for a second.

Get this douche
some fucking shots of Jäger.

[announcer] Don't forget our
three-dollar hot and spicy wings,

four-dollar Jägerbombs and of
course our ten-dollar hookahs.

Get your dollar bills ready
because next up on the stage,

sweet as vanilla ice cream,
the American wet dream,

Bonnie Belle.

["Estate" playing]

Hey there, baby. Come on.

Show us what you got there.

[patron 1] We want to order
four shots. Four shots for all.

This is no bullshit.

[patron 2] Hey, baby,
how are you doing there?

What you looking to get into?

[patron 3] Hey, sweetheart,
over here. [patron 4] Yeah, that's it.

[patron 5] How much for
your little titties in my face?

[announcer] All right, fellas,

give it up for Bonnie Belle!

[patron 6] Let's go.
This place is a bust.

[announcer] Tipping for the stripping.
That's how it works here, guys.

'Cause these ladies are making
a living off of what you're giving.

Like I said earlier, I want you guys
to reach down into your pockets,

grab those dollar bills,
don't be shy.

Here you go.
Okay.

[announcer] And make it
rain on these ladies. Thanks.

[patron] Look, she's gonna
have to work for that tip, man.

Oh, my God, really?
All right. All right.

That's $40.

[friend 1] Smack that ass, man.
Yeah. Fuck, yeah.

I know we're not allowed to. [friend
2] Here you go, girl. It was pretty good.

Thanks.

What's that for?
It's a tip.

Oh, yeah, two dollars?

Two dollars is two dollars.
Two dollars is two dollars.

And how about saying thank you?

Now I can get that pack of gum
I've been saving up for.

[friend 3]
It should've been you.

You're supposed to hook this motherfucker
up with that shit, huh? [laughs]

[friend 1] I think those kids have
been here too many times, that's why.

[announcer] All right, fellas, give it
up for Dice. Two dollars is two dollars.

[announcer] She's got an ass like a
pumpkin, make you wanna put a face on it.

I wanna thank everybody for coming out this
Wednesday evening here at The Panty Drop,

'cause we've got a lot of ladies
here for you tonight.

[Bonnie] Here.
Next up on the stage...

It's apple juice... put your
hands together for Marguerite.

I liked watching you.

Yeah?
You are pretty.

Thanks, hon.

What is this place for?

What's it for? It's for guys.

They pay to watch girls dance
and take their clothes off and stuff.

Why?

'Cause they like naked girls.

Because you are pretty?

Yeah. 'Cause we're pretty.

Yeah.

Because we're really
fucking pretty, aren't we?

This is Mona Lisa.

I wanted her to meet you guys.
Is that okay?

Yeah, she... she's not
our type. That's okay.

She's never been to a strip club before so
I was just explaining to her how it works.

Like, naked girls are the
best thing in the world, right?

Your favorite?

Yeah, I mean, I guess.
[chuckles]

Like, of all the pretty things
on the entire planet,

butterflies, waterfalls,
rainbows, et cetera,

naked girls are the best, right?

[chuckles] What the fuck is
she talking about? You got me.

Remember when you tipped me
two dollars?

That wasn't enough, was it?
[chuckles]

Was it?

So what you're gonna do is you're
gonna go into your pocket and your wallet,

you're gonna take
all the money out

and you're gonna hand it over.
What?

Yeah, to properly show me
your appreciation.

Nah, I'm not.

Yeah, you are.

Man, this chick's fucking
crazy. Fuck that. [scoffs]

Mona, you wanna help me out
with this a little bit?

Randy. Randy, what the fuck are
you doing? Don't give her that money.

What are you doing, bro?

Giving me money.

Romeo, take your wallet out,
show your appreciation now.

I'm not giving you my money.
Yo, he's not giving you his money.

What's wrong with you, lady?
He said no.

[friend] Bro, what are
you doing? I don't know.

I'm not doing this. I'm not giving
her this money. Shit, I can't move now.

Baby face, take your wallet out.

I don't know how to explain it.

Thank you very much.
What's going on?

You guys are the fucking best.
You've made my night. This is so great.

No, no, no.
Thank you.

Give us our money back,
you cunt.

Excuse me?
You heard me, bitch.

Whoa. You just called me a cunt
and then a bitch? Fuck you.

Give us our money back.
Go with your goddamn bullshit.

No, this bitch scammed us.
Get the fuck...

She fucking scammed us.
Put it in our drinks.

Get your fucking hands off me.
No, fuck that.

Get your fucking hands
off me, man.

Bye, boys. Wave goodbye.
[all clamoring]

Bye-bye.

You little shit.

["Shooting Star" playing]

[no audible dialogue]

[footsteps approaching]

[Bonnie] What are you doing up
so late?

It's 4:00 in the
morning. I heard noises.

[Bonnie] This is my son,
Charlie. Say hi, Charlie.

All right, Mona,
you can sleep here.

And, um, this is the remote
for the television.

That's volume and the channel...

[TV turns on] There's,
uh, juice in the fridge.

Just make yourself at home,
all right?

[presenter 1] Both the bowie knife and
the tan to knife are forged in one piece...

[presenter 2] Float into a sprint
to see if you can make it turn red.

[presenter 3] The secret is Waterpik's
patented whitening infuser technology that...

I don't have any clean shirts.

Then you need
to do your laundry.

I don't have any money.

Go get my purse.

[sighs]

All right. So...

that girl in there made
Mommy a lot of money tonight.

All right?

Let's not fuck it up, okay?

Okay?

Don't fuck it up, all right?

Be nice. I'm going to bed.

You need to go to bed.
It's super late.

And I think you got school
in the morning.

[presenter 4] Allow 30 seconds
for the can to discharge fully,

then unscrew the nozzle.
[jingle playing on TV]

[reporter] According
to the Pentagon...

[presenter 5]
Weight Zone guides you

through different levels
of resistance to...

[analyst] We, in turn, would give
them a degree of sanctions relief.

That, to me, would be the
possibility of real diplomacy.

It wouldn't solve the problem.
It might cap it or manage it.

That would be meaningful.
But what we saw the other day?

No, that, in and of itself, is...

[gunfire]

[people clamoring]

[reporter 1] ...highlighting the
international nature of the Iranian threat.

[reporter 2]
This was an unprovoked attack.

We must be protected.

[Harold] What else
can you tell me about her?

Like,
what kind of patient was she?

[nurse] Like having no
psycho motor activity,

no interaction with the
outside environment, nothing.

It's like being dead
when you're still alive.

And she's been in here 12 years?

Twelve, I mean, yeah.
She came here at ten,

but that was before I was here so I
don't know what she was like then.

But for the past ten years,
she ain't did nothing but drew.

She asked you for chips
and then you pressed the alarm?

I pressed it then, yes.

Then you walked over
to the monitor,

hit your head,
knocked yourself unconscious,

during which time she escaped
from the building?

You do know my drug test
came back clean, right?

I was not high
or drunk that night.

Something else happened
that night, right?

Something you're not telling
anybody else about.

I don't even know what happened.

She was standing there
looking at me.

And I was staring in her eyes
and she did something to me.

It felt like a fever.
Like a cold chill

came down inside me
and I could not move.

But then I felt myself moving.

She made me hit my head
on the TV.

I couldn't even control
my own damn body.

You know what?
I can't explain it.

Just know
she was doing all of it.

You think I'm crazy, right?

That's what I would think, too,
if I was you.

You wanna know the truth?

Well, I think that
that girl is a demon.

Demon?

Yes, like a for-real-life demon.

She possessed me.

[groaning]

[Harold] So what is it then?

Do you think I was possessed?

Look at you,
dying for an explanation...

[scoffs]

...trying to give
everything a name,

fooling yourself into thinking
you're in control, boy.

It ain't right.
That's the fact.

She can't be out here just
running loose, something like that.

That girl is the same as she was
yesterday and the day before that.

The fact is, the only thing
that's changed is you.

How do I stop her from
doing it again? [laughs]

What makes you think
I can stop her?

Is there any way
to protect yourself from it?

Here, take this chicken leg,
put it over your door.

Matter of fact, there's a
whole bunch of 'em over here.

Take 'em.

That's it?

Talking a bunch of mumbo jumbo
with a snake,

trying to look all smooth.
Some chicken feet?

[scoffs]
That's the best you got?

Well, the best way to protect
yourself is to leave her alone.

Besides you don't
pick voodoo, son.

Voodoo pick you.

All right, him.
See that guy?

Remember what I said, right?
You remember?

Now, come on.

[keypad beeping]

Hey, excuse me.
Is that working now?

'Cause it ate my card
a second ago.

Yes, it's working.

Aw, look at your cute dog.

Do it now, Mona.

Make him push the buttons I say.

Withdrawal.

What's happening?
Be quiet. Savings.

500.

[keypad beeps]

[cash dispenser whirs]

There you go.
That's right, Mona.

Thank you.

Hey, taxi.

All right, let's go.
Hurry it up.

Come on. Get the dog.

Let's go.

All right, here, take the dog.

["Fo Free" playing]

All right, to the airport.

♪ Unless you're gonna
Give it back to me ♪

♪ I don't give it up
For free... ♪

[cash dispenser whirs]

♪ I don't give it up for free ♪

♪ Unless you're gonna
Give it back to me ♪

♪ I don't give it up for free ♪

♪ That's just the way
It has to be ♪

♪ I don't give it up for free ♪

♪ I don't give it up
For free... ♪

[officer] Four different people, four different
ATMs in the same day? I mean, something's up.

[officer 2] A couple prostitutes scamming
people in the streets is what's up.

Surveillance video
shows the whole thing.

The guy literally
hands over the money.

He's just pissed
he didn't get a blow job.

One of the victims was a woman.
Did she want a blow job?

I don't know,
it's a crazy world.

What y'all talking about?

[chuckles] So get this.

A guy comes
in here today and says

that he got robbed
by two women at an ATM.

I said,
"How'd they get your money?

With a knife, with a gun?
How'd they get it?"

He goes, "They hypnotized me."

And the guy looked normal.

Complete fucking nutjob.

I thought I was gonna have
to tase him to calm him down.

I mean,
can you believe this garbage?

Come on, it's New Orleans.
People are out of their minds,

drinking daiquiris
at eight o'clock in the morning.

Degenerates, drunks,
and nutjobs everywhere.

When was this? Earlier
today. You wanna see it?

Go into the system, pull up the
case file. It's there about, uh, 2:00 p.m.

Can I have one of these?

Mmm. Did I say you
could have one? No.

Mmm. You're getting sleepy.

I just hypnotized him
and he's sharing his egg rolls.

Damn it, Martin.

How's your knee doing?

It's got a hole in it.

And the gun just went off, huh?

You gotta be more careful.
I'm serious.

Hey, Pete, do me a favor.

Pull up a picture of Mona Lee,
the one who escaped from HOMIA.

What you thinking, Harold?

[sighs]

Is that the Chinese girl that
hopped HOMIA a couple days ago?

Mona Lisa Lee.

She's not Chinese. She's Korean.

Oh, I know that one.
That's Bonnie Belle.

She's a dancer at one of the
strip clubs down on Bourbon Street.

[officer] And how is it
you know that, Martin?

[Martin] Oh, come on, me?

I never forget a face.

Which strip club?

I can't remember which one.

Put the blue one on.

And then, like,
put the orange glasses on there.

The orange.

Mm-hmm.

Love that.

[door opens]

Hey, where you been, huh?
Walking around.

Okay, well, I got you food and
I saved you a fortune cookie.

Why is she still here? Well,
she's got no place to stay.

I'm helping her out
for a little while.

Since when you do help people?

Hey, what's the matter with you?

Sit down,
eat some Chinese food, relax.

[Charlie] I'm not hungry.

Okay, well,
I'ma save you an egg roll.

[door slams] ["Fire face"
playing on speakers]

Mona, he's like
on his period or something.

[music continues]

It's loud.

[music stops]

What do you want?

What are you doing?

Hashing. Do you mind?

What is hashing?

I don't know,
it's like dancing aggressively.

You know, like, to metal.

Why do you do it?

[sighs] 'Cause I'm mad.

[sighs] I had a shitty day.

[sighs]

Anyway, it helps.

Gets the aggression out.

You just freak out
and it just feels good.

So you don't stay stuck.

I wanna do it.

Show me.

[sighs]

["Fire face" playing]

♪ Medicine Man has concocted
A potion to see ♪

♪ Animal Spirits have filled me
And leads what's to be... ♪

You want the space around.

Let it all go.
Let it go.

♪ Running wolf, eagle eyes ♪

♪ Blood running cold
In my veins ♪

♪ Great Spirit laughs ♪

♪ As my enemies run
From my reign ♪

That's Hellfire.

It's one of my favorites.

The world's burning,
she's burning,

but she's dancing.

She never lets the pain show.

[sniffs]

Is that your only shirt?

So how did you meet my mom?

She bought me a hamburger.

What do you think of her?
Do you like her?

Yeah. Yeah, she's pretty
good at making people like her,

if she wants.

She hates me.

Can you tell?

No.
She totally does.

She blames me for everything,
how shitty her life is,

and, like, all the stuff
she never gets to do.

It's all 'cause of me.
It's my fault.

What happened to your face?

Oh. [sighs]

Paulie Paulson.

This kid from school.

He's a total dickhead.

What's a dickhead?

[sighs] A dickhead is, like,
um, a totally lame person.

They find what you hate most
about yourself

and make fun of you for it.

Do you have any friends?

Do you wanna go do something?

What do you like to do for fun?

I like to sleep.

Yeah, sleeping's cool.

What do you like to do for fun?

You wanna see?

[pencil scraping]

No, don't move. Hold still.

Don't worry,
it's almost finished.

["Mona Lisa" playing]

♪ Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa ♪

♪ Men have named you ♪

♪ You're so like the lady ♪

♪ With the mystic smile ♪

♪ Is it only
'Cause you're lonely ♪

♪ They have blamed you ♪

♪ For that Mona Lisa
Strangeness ♪

♪ In your smile? ♪

♪ Do you smile To tempt
a lover Mona Lisa... ♪

It's the Mona Lisa.

♪ Or is this your way
To hide a broken heart? ♪

♪ Many dreams have been brought
To your doorstep ♪

♪ They just lie there ♪

♪ And they die there ♪

♪ Are you warm? ♪

♪ Are you real, Mona Lisa? ♪

♪ Or just a cold and lonely ♪

♪ Lovely work of art? ♪

Ooh!

[chuckling] Ah!

Ooh, got one!

[Charlie] Yeah,
I don't wanna go to art school

or sell my stuff in galleries,

but I just like drawing
'cause it's soothing.

I've been doing it all my life.

[Paulie] Hey, loser.

Shit. Yeah, I see
you, you little shit.

When I get you, I'm gonna
beat the hell outta you.

It's Paulie Paulson, that kid
from school. I know you can't hide.

The dickhead?
Yeah.

I'm gonna get you,
you little shit.

No, what are you doing? Wait.

Move.

Leave him alone.

I said move.

I said, leave him alone.

Get out of my way.

[breath trembling]

[kid] Look. What's he doing?

[gasps]

[egg cracks]

Ooh!
Whoa!

[egg cracks]

[kid] Oh. No.

Leave him alone.

[gasping]

Do you understand?

[whimpers]

Nod if you understand.

Let's go, man.
Come on, let's go.

Come on, let's go.

[gasps]

What kind of a creature
are you? [door opens]

Just a man.
A man?

Hello?

Look at you two.

Snug as a couple of bugs.

I got pizza.

Mom?
Mmm. Yeah?

Mom, I... [exhales] I've gotta tell
you something about Mona Lisa.

It's gonna sound crazy.

She has special powers.

I'm talking, like,
supernatural abilities.

She could do mind control, Mom.
It's amazing.

I'm being serious.
Hey.

You didn't say anything
to anyone, did you?

No.
Good.

Wait, do you know about this?

Yeah, I know.

She helped me clean house
at the club the other night.

It was amazing.
She's a little miracle.

She's a fugitive, Mom. Don't
you think we should help her?

I am helping. You're not helping
her. You're helping yourself.

She was on the streets, okay?
I took her in.

She likes it here.
Everything is fine, all right?

And, hey, guess what?
Who's the boss of this house?

Me, not you. Quit bugging me.

So what, she's gonna stay here
and live with us?

I don't know, yeah, for a while.

Then what?
Then, I don't know, Charlie,

but, you know,
maybe I can afford a nice car.

Maybe I can get you
really nice paints.

Do you even realize
how huge this is?

The second I walk
in the door, huh?

You gotta do this
the second I walk in the door.

I mean,
one good thing happens to us,

one good thing finally happens,

and you've gotta be
a pain in the ass.

[footsteps receding]

[air hissing]
[astronaut screams]

[gasping]

[hissing continues]

[Bonnie] All right,
you ready to go?

Get your shoes on. Let's go.

Come on, here, put this on.

We've gotta go.
Put your glasses on too.

She doesn't want to go.
She wants to watch the movie.

[Bonnie] She can finish
it later. You don't own her.

I know I don't own you,
all right?

Just ignore him. He's being
a brat for some reason.

She's just using you
to make money.

Hey, quit it, all right?
No, I'm not.

That's the only thing
you ever care about.

Money. Don't act like
you care about her.

You don't give a shit
about anybody but yourself.

Okay, wait a minute. What's this
about, huh? What's up your ass, honey?

I can't wait to get out of this
shithole and get away from you.

Yeah, well,
there's the door, all right?

Knock yourself out.
Do you even see yourself?

Look at you. Look at your
clothes, all that shit on your face.

All right. No one should
be around you. You're toxic.

You know what? You're pissed.

And you're being a jerk and you're
saying things that you don't mean.

I do mean it.

I'm gonna let this one slide

'cause you're just a dumb kid.

And as smart as you
think you are, I'm smarter.

No, you're not.

Don't forget to lock this door
behind us.

Come on, Mona, let's go.

Have a lot of fun out here,
let's go. T-shirts, five for 20.

T-shirts, five for 20.
There they are.

[people chattering]

[stripper] Hey, big boy.

["Poison Within" playing]

Excuse me.

Do you know a dancer here
named Bonnie Belle?

Mm-mmm. No.

Hey, you know a dancer here
by the name of Bonnie Belle?

Mm-mmm.

♪ Move like a magpie ♪

♪ With your
Twisted heart lies ♪

♪ How does it feel like? ♪

♪ I shone like silver
No loss of faith ♪

♪ Once more
I'm left on my own ♪

♪ And I try But you
screw up My whole life ♪

♪ And my patience
Is wearing thin ♪

♪ I'll never know
Where it began ♪

♪ Yet soon I will give in... ♪

ATMs are fast, you know,
but they're high risk.

This is so cool
'cause it's easy.

And then we just switch between
the two and lay low for a while.

♪ Never make it to the end... ♪

[patron 1] I'm just out of
money, man. I'm tapped.

[patron 2] Get the hell
out of here, man.

Why not, man? Sorry,
baby, I've got nothing left.

Yo, what the fuck is going on?
[patron 3] No, I'm out.

Y'all got some bad mojo in here.

I don't know
what the hell that was.

[Dice] Why did they all leave?

What the fuck is it my fault
if they leave?

'Cause I know
you doing some shit.

All right, come on. Maybe
they just don't like you, Dice.

You know what?
600.

What?
I ain't even tripping.

All right. 'Cause karma's
gonna fuck you up, bitch.

Yeah, whatever.
Yeah, whatever.

Sleep with one eye open.

Point your little watery
eyeballs someplace else.

Fucking cheap-ass lashes
on my forehead.

[Harold] Excuse me.

Do you have a dancer here

called Bonnie Belle?
She's blonde.

Well, we got
all kind of girls in there.

Blondes, redheads, brunettes,
corn rows, Afros, dreadlocks.

Yeah, we got
all the flavors of the rainbow.

No, I'm looking
for a specific person.

It's a police matter.
Bonnie Belle.

That don't ring a bell.

I'll take a look around,
all right?

Yeah, that's $30.

[laughing]

Wait, I'm just playing.

Come on in.

[drunks chattering, whooping]

[electronic music playing]

[Bonnie] Oh, shit.
What the fuck is this?

Shit, come on. We gotta go.

Do you know
where I can find Bonnie Belle?

That tight-ass ho is back there.

Don't lose me.
Stay right behind me, Mona.

Hey!

Police. Stop!

Oh! Shit.

Hey!

Just walk. Just walk.
We'll lose him.

[Harold] Bonnie!

Baby, look at that guy
on the stilts. Did you see that?

Stop! Stop those ladies.
Two for one, right there.

[Harold] Stop! Hey!

Stop running, Bonnie.

Mona Lisa Lee, stop!

Don't look back.
Don't look back.

Stop! Police!

Stop.

Stop now.

All right, come on.

Ow. [winces]

Ah. Shit.

[grunts]

Stop running.

Shit. Shit. Here.

[panting] Stop!

Did you not hear me screaming,
"Stop, police"?

Huh? No, I didn't hear anything.
So why are you running?

I'm just late, that's all.
This is 101, Officer Harold.

10-28, I need back up.

I got eyes on escaped
mental patient, Mona Lisa Lee.

I'm at the south side of Bourbon
Street at the alley behind Frenchmen.

Send backup now.

Ms. Lee, I need you to turn
and face the wall.

Now. Turn your eyes
toward the wall.

Can I... Can I go? [Harold]
Your eyes and your hands.

No, you may not go.
You turn around too.

Okay. I'm just saying, I think there's
been some kind of misunderstanding

because I don't even know
this girl.

[Harold] You don't
know who she is? No.

Did you know who she was when
you were at the ATM machines

robbing people yesterday?

No, I... I...

I have no idea what you're
talking about. I don't.

[Harold] You can watch on
the surveillance cameras then.

Here... [grunts]
...put those on her.

Bend down slowly, pick them up,

and walk them over to her. She
came into the club a couple days ago.

And, you know, I was being nice.

So I gave her a place
to stay and...

Quiet down. Stop talking.
I hardly know her.

Listen. Put 'em on her.
I got it. Then can I go?

[Harold] No.
Put the handcuffs on now.

I really think
that you should do this, okay?

I promise, everything is
gonna be okay. I promise.

Just put them on.

Just put them on.

What's the hold up?

He's a cop. What do you expect?

Oh, my God.

What are you doing? Mona.

I don't think this is the best
idea. What the hell is going on?

I don't... I don't know
what she's doing.

I don't think this is
the right thing to do.

All right?
This is mine.

All right.
Stay back.

Stay back. Stay away from me.
Stay away from me.

Stay the fuck away from me.

Why do you think
you're in charge?

That's not gonna work this time.

[breath trembling]

Because of this?

[groans]

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

In a minute...

In a minute, there's gonna
be 12 cops around here.

What you gonna do then, huh?

Goddamn it, whatever this is,

devil worship, voodoo, hypnosis,
it's not right.

You can't fix yourself
by hurting other people.

You like people?

Do you like them?

What?

People, do you like them?

Mmm?

Do you like people?

[sirens wailing in distance]

Yeah. I like people.

Why do you like them?

I don't know. I just like them.

You like people,
and you don't know why?

Maybe you don't really
like them.

Because people
are not so easy to like.

["5 Feet" playing]

I don't like you anymore.

Where are you going?

[sirens approaching]

[Harold grunts]

Shit.

Hey, go get these keys
off my belt.

Here, help me out here.
Come here.

Come get these keys off my belt.
Come here now.

Help me with these cuffs.
Come grab these keys.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Don't do this.

Bonnie, don't do this!

Come back here! Fuck!

♪ I can't see five feet
In front of me ♪

♪ I can't see five feet
In front of me ♪

Yo, yo. Hey, hey!

Shit.

Ouch. Shit.

[groans]

[banging on door]

[door closes]

I'm leaving.

Why are you going now?

They're coming.

Who?

Who's coming?

The po-liss.

The what?

The police?

Oh, shit.

Where's my mom?

I don't know where she is.

I mean, this really sucks.

I like you, Charlie.

I know, I like you too.

Then come with me.

Wait.

Like, come with you?

Yeah.
Like right now?

Let's leave this house.

[wincing]

[engine starts]

[engine revs]

Ow.

[engine revs]

[horn honks]

All right.

Where you going, honey?
Come on.

What's up, girl?
What?

What's up? Hey, hey, hey,
where you going, baby?

Yo, slow up.

Remember us?
Oh, right.

Yeah. We want our
money back, bitch.

All of it.
Oh, come on.

Are you serious right now?
I'm very serious.

All right, relax a little bit.
Take it easy, come on.

All right, I got it. I mean...

I might not have all of it.

Oh, you don't have all of it?

No, not on me. Come on.

That's a big problem for you.

Look, I'll give you...

There's no hard feelings
here, guys. Give me it.

I'll just give you
what I got, you know?

I don't know.
Count up this shit, bro.

[sighs] I mean, here's...

I had more earlier. I can get
more. This is not everything.

I can go back and get some
more. No, you ain't going anywhere.

You're staying right here.

All right.

You got a light, then?

[chuckles]

Yeah?

Yeah.

So, you gonna fuck me?
Should we get it over with?

[laughs] You know what I
mean? Like, what is this?

Man, whoever said anything
about fucking you?

All right, then what the fuck? I
told you I don't have your money.

[gasps] Ah, fuck.

Yeah, you like it rough.

Don't you, bitch, huh?
Take it easy. [grunts]

[groaning]

[groans]

[grunting]

Bitch.

[drumbeat]

[Charlie] What should we do?

Okay, we need a plan
or something.

I have $2,000. Maybe we should,
like, just stay at a hotel or something?

I mean, like, lay low for a sec.

What should we do? We need a
plan. Like, where should we go?

Yeah, man, we could do that.

Yo, you wanna hit that spot?

He was trying to look at my ass.
Girl, I told you. [chuckles]

[laughing]

Hey. Yo, didn't I tell you
I was gonna see this girl again?

Yo. Yo, ask him.

Man, I knew you was
gonna find me.

You styling in my shirt.

Yo.

You know this guy?

What's up, pip-squeak?

My name's Charlie.

I'm tired.
Then sit down.

[siren chirps]

[police radio chatter]

So where do you guys
know each other from?

I'm pretty sure
we're soul mates, homey.

Are you a drug dealer?

Now, why you gotta ask that?
I don't know. You look like one.

Well, I may deal some drugs
once in a while,

but that don't make me
no drug dealer. [scoffs]

I'm a deejay, baby boy.

Don't call me baby boy.

Well, don't call me
no drug dealer then.

Damn.

So where are we going?

First things first.
Take the bag second.

["Afters" playing]

[engine revs]

[music continues]

♪ It's getting late ♪

♪ I'm ready to head
To the next party ♪

♪ Does anyone have
The address to afters? ♪

[news anchor] We have a
new development in the search

for escaped mental patient,
Mona Lisa Lee.

Lee and another woman,
identified as Bonnie Hunt,

an exotic dancer at The
Panty Drop on Bourbon Street,

were seen together
late last night

by a police officer
in the French Quarter.

Police believe that Mona Lisa Lee is
traveling with a juvenile male, age 11,

Charles, or Charlie, Hunt.
Can you believe this?

An Amber Alert has been issued
for Charlie Hunt. We're on the news.

Lee escaped from a maximum
security ward. [cell phone ringing]

Yo. Hey, man, what's up? She's
believed to be armed and dangerous.

The Louisiana state police
have launched a full-scale search

for Lee and the young boy.
[music continues]

Yeah?
Any information...

We'll be there in 15.

Yo, you ready?

♪ Welcome to the warehouse ♪

[doctor] Ms. Hunt?
You're in the emergency room.

You were attacked last night
and badly injured.

Two fingers on your left hand are
broken and you have four cracked ribs.

So it's best if you remain
still, all right? [groans]

Please remain still.

Good news is there appears
to be no internal bleeding.

That's good news. And
as soon as you're stable,

we'll send you in to operate
on the fingers.

The CAT scan shows
no damage to the brain,

although you do have
cranial swelling.

My kid. And the pressure
may cause some discomfort.

Someone needs to call my kid.

Can someone hand me
my phone please?

The police are here. They're
going to talk to you about that.

Officer?

What the fuck?
Ugh. This guy.

What do you know
about that girl?

Any idea where they
might be headed? No.

You don't know where your
son would go if he left home?

Neighbor, relative, friends?

Tell me something
about Mona Lisa Lee.

I don't know anything about her,
all right?

I let her stay at my house
for a little bit. That's it.

Do you realize I could arrest
you right now, Ms. Hunt?

Yeah, for what?

Harboring a fugitive wanted
for violent crimes,

not to mention multiple
robberies you are an accessory to.

You can prove that?

Jesus, your 11-year-old son is right
now with a very dangerous person

and you're gonna sit here acting like
nothing's happening? Shame on you.

Shame on you, young lady.
Don't talk to me like that.

Fuck you. No. Uh-huh. I'll
talk how I want to talk to you.

No. Your guilt trips are not
gonna work on me, all right?

I know you were with her.
I saw you with her.

I chased you down a
goddamn street on one leg.

Honestly, you look
like a really decent guy,

and stuff like that, but I'm...

Shit ain't all roses in my life.

Yeah, yeah, shit ain't
all roses for me, okay?

Look at my fucking face. What
the fuck? I'm trying to help you.

Does it look like my life
is going pretty good? Huh?

Don't you wanna find your son?

What the fuck is your question?

Do I wanna see my kid again?

Is that it? That's
your question? Yes.

Do you want
to see your son, yeah.

Yes, I would like
to see my kid again.

I love him. And I'd actually
like to see him right fucking now.

That's what I really...
Then help us!

Maybe I don't deserve to

because I'm
a shitty fucking mother.

Why don't you just go ahead
and arrest me?

All right?
I'm all yours, I'm right here.

I've got nothing else to do
but have a couple of surgeries.

[Charlie] Okay,
people are gonna ask for your ID

so you always have to have it
in your hand.

And then you have to buy tickets
and go through security.

You have to take off your shoes and stuff
and put your bag in, um, this X-ray machine.

Just follow me. It's easy. Then
you have to put your seat belt on

and just do what I do.

It's not that hard.
Yo, you nervous, homey?

No. I mean, you seem nervous.

Relax, yo.

I can't help it.

Y'all need those...
Those chill vibes, you know?

Yo...

chew on this.

Here you go.

You know, if you, uh... if
you look chill, you feel chill.

And vice versa. You know, for
example, if you're chewing gum,

that's mad stylish, yo.

I mean, look at you.
Man, you ain't worried.

You're just chewing, right?

Right.
Right.

All right, y'all, we there.

[tires screeching]

All right, party people.

Hey, put these on.

Now I put some music on here.

Just some stuff that reminds me
of your vibe.

Man, I hate goodbyes, man.

Get me all teary and shit.

Can I get a kiss?

Come here.

Thank you, Fuzz.

Hey, ain't no thing
but a chicken wing.

Hey, you listen to that
first track real loud, all right?

Yeah.
All right.

Yeah, I'm gonna
see you in the sequel.

Hey, little man.

You got this.

Later.
Go on now, pip-squeak.

Go get it.

[engine revs]

["Bianca" playing]

Hi, can I help you?

What's the next flight
out of here?

[attendant] The next flight?
All right, let's see.

I've got a Cleveland
leaving at 8:45.

I have a Tulsa leaving at 9:55.

Oh, and here's a Detroit with
seats available leaving at 8:35.

Starts boarding in 15 minutes.

Um, how much for two tickets?

Two tickets?

That's $883.

Uh, in cash?

Yeah.
Okay.

Okay. Um, I'm gonna have to
see photo ID of both travelers.

♪ Got a train to catch ♪

♪ Got a plane to catch ♪

♪ Got a bus to catch ♪

♪ Got a cab to catch ♪

♪ Got a train to catch ♪

♪ Got a plane to catch... ♪

Would you like window or aisle?

You like the window, right?

Yeah. [attendant]
All right, great.

And what about you...

Wolfgang?

I'll do window as well.

All right.

Here are your boarding passes.

That is Gate A6, down the
hall to the right, through security.

Have a wonderful flight.

It worked. It actually worked. Um,
I just need to think for a second.

Can you sit down?

I don't believe this. This is...

I... I just gotta pee
before we go through security.

You stay right here. Don't move.
I'll be back. I promise.

Don't worry,
gonna be right back.

[police radio chatter]

♪ Got a bus to catch ♪

♪ Got a cab to catch ♪

♪ Got a train to catch ♪

♪ Got a plane to catch ♪

♪ Got a bus to catch... ♪

[toilet flushes]
[music ends]

If you look chill,
you feel chill.

Look chill, feel chill.

Come on.

Um, sir, can I use your phone?

Sorry, I just forgot
to call my mom.

It's a local number.

Uh, sure.

Thank you.

[line ringing]

[cell phone ringing]

I think it's him, Harold.

[groans]

[Bonnie] Give it to me.
Okay.

Give me the phone.
Just one second, all right.

Got it. Let me answer
the phone, come on.

[Harold]
Answer it. Put it on speaker.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?
[Charlie] Mom, it's me.

Oh, my God, Charlie,
where the fuck are you?

I'm not mad.
I just wanna know where you are

and I'm gonna send someone
to come get you.

Listen. I want you...

to do all the things you
want to do with your life.

Promise me that.

Charlie, what the fuck are
you talking about, all right?

You're freaking me out.

You don't have to worry
about me anymore, okay?

I'm gonna be fine. Don't worry.

Where are you?

Just don't feel bad
about anything.

No, no, Charlie.
All right?

Charlie.
Bye, Mom.

Charlie, no, no, no,
don't hang up.

Don't hang up.
I love you.

Fuck.

[Harold] What you got?
What the fuck?

[Martin] We got it.
They're at the airport.

Thanks.

You're welcome, son.
Good luck. You too.

And we're en route to Louis
Armstrong Airport, over.

We're looking for an Asian girl
and a 10-year-old boy.

Brown hair, brown eyes.
["At a la Ride" playing]

Put their pictures up
in the system.

Send all available units
to the airport.

Get them to check
those departing flights.

Let's not miss this one, guys,
all right?

Notify TSA as well. We do not want
to miss this one, people. Let's move.

[siren wailing] If you see this
girl, do not look in her eyes.

I know it sounds weird.
Just don't do it.

Thank you.

Glasses please.

Thank you. [TSA agent
1] All right, everyone,

take off your shoes,
put 'em in the tub.

[TSA agent 2] Yep, laptops, tablets,
any electronics, put it in the tub.

Make sure you don't have
anything left in your bag.

[TSA agent 1]
Let me get your backpack.

Step through, please.
Step through.

Here we are, here we are, here
we are. Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Okay, come through.

Step over here, ma'am.

Raise your arms, please.

I'm gonna frisk you.
Hold out your arms.

Check your pockets.

[grunts]

Okay.

You're going here.

All right, check Dallas,
Tulsa, Detroit.

Check all IDs,
everyone on board. Let's move.

[officer on radio] Yeah, we
need an officer to check IDs

on Flight 644 headed to Detroit.

Sheldon here at Gate
A6 to Detroit. I'm on it.

Keep your eyes open
for a juvenile boy.

Copy that.

We just need to ask
for everyone's cooperation.

Cooperation for what?
This is a police matter.

I think people have a right
to know what's going on.

[gate agent]
It's a security precaution.

Need to check the IDs
of every passenger.

[passengers chattering]

[announcer on PA]
Paging traveler Ronaldo Green.

Ronaldo Green, please come
to the Gate A3 counter, please.

You've misplaced
your boarding pass

and it's been returned to the
counter. I'm never doing this again.

Okay, we need to close these
into one line.

One line, please.

Make a path, people.

Make a path, please.

[announcer 2] This is
the final boarding call

for Flight 644 to Detroit.

We're now boarding
all passengers at Gate A6.

Once again, this is
the final boarding call.

Flight 644 to Detroit
at Gate A6.

[passengers chattering]

This is the final boarding call for
all passengers of Flight 855 to Tulsa.

Help, help, I'm Charlie Hunt. I'm
Charlie Hunt. She kidnapped me.

I'm being kidnapped. Help! Help!
Help! Step away from the child.

Step away from the child. Step away from
the child right now. I don't know this kid.

Ma'am, let go of the child.
He's got a gun.

Get your hands up.
Oh my, God!

Turn around. Turn around.
[panting]

Turn around. We're not
chasing after you again.

I don't know.
No?

New Orleans.

Ma'am, you can step this way.

The police have got it
under control.

I'll take your boarding pass.

I tell you, it's always
something in this city.

I don't know this kid, I...

Where is your boarding
pass? In my bag.

I guess they got them.

Enjoy your flight.

Oh, they've got somebody
down here.

I'm gonna sue you.

I went to Stanford.
Calm down. Calm down.

We're gonna fill out some paperwork.
Gonna sue you, Pete, Sheldon...

Then you'll be on your way.
Whatever.

It's not her. Where's the kid?

Oh.

Excuse me, sorry.

Oh. Yeah.

No, I can do this.

[Harold] You're in a lot of
trouble, son. Some serious trouble.

I know you two were
getting on the same flight.

Now, if you're smart,
like I know you are,

you'll tell me exactly
what flight she's on.

It was Tulsa.

Tulsa.

We got a 10-20
on that Tulsa flight.

[officer on radio]
Copy that. On it.

Look, right here. Look.
Look, see? See this point?

Okay? Then see this,
the other one?

Okay, put it in there.

Hear it click? Yeah.

Pull it tight over you.

Pull it tight. No, that's...

[chuckles] That's tight enough.

It's your first time
flying, huh?

Freaking stuck here because
you can't tell the difference

between two Asian women?
That is so freaking racist.

Like, really. I'm gonna tweet,

Facebook, Instagram... [officer]
Ma'am, I need you to calm down.

[passenger] I have to be somewhere
tomorrow. Like, I need to go.

[on radio] We just did a sweep of the
Tulsa flight... I have somewhere to be.

...and that's a negative ID
on the Tulsa flight. All clear.

So you're gonna lie
to the police now?

I... I'm not lying.

What flight is she on,
Charles? I swear, I don't know.

Tell me what flight she's on,
goddamn it! [Martin] Take it easy, Harold.

He knows. He's lying.
What are you doing?

You can't see that?
I'm not. I'm not.

Charles, tell me where she is.

What are you doing, man?
You think she's your friend?

Well, she's not.
Tell me the truth.

Where is Mona Lisa? Where
is she? I don't... I don't know.

[Martin] Jesus, he's a kid. Take it
easy. He's full of shit is what he is.

What's this Tulsa shit?
Why are you making up stuff?

Where is she?

I just wanna see my mom. We'll
get you back with your mom, okay?

[PA announcement] Dr. Travis,
you have a visitor in the main lobby.

[Bonnie sighs] Now
you're mom's in the hospital

and she's looking kind of rough,
but she's ready to see you, okay?

So you can go in and see her.

I'll be right here
if you need me, all right?

Holy shit. Hi, hon.
It's okay. It's okay.

What happened to you?
What happened to your face?

You scared
the shit out of me, okay?

But what happened?

Like, did you get run over
by a car or something?

Nah. Look at your hair.

What happened to your hair?

It's green.
[chuckles]

Oh, come here. Come here.

Oh. Oh, my God.

[groans] Watch my ribs.
Watch my ribs. Ouch.

Oh, baby.

Oh, Jesus, Charlie.

[captain on PA] Flight 644,
Detroit, Michigan.

Our total travel time
this evening is

three hours and 45 minutes,
give or take. ["Pogo" playing]

That puts us into Detroit
at just past 2:00 a.m.

I'm your captain, and it's a
pleasure to have you on board.

[engines roaring]

♪ There are many places
I would love to go ♪

♪ I would love to go there
And dance and make a show ♪

♪ There are many people
I would love to see ♪

♪ I would love to see them
And run and make a scene ♪

♪ I would love to go, go
I would love to go ♪

♪ I would love to pogo
Pogo with you ♪

♪ I would love to go, go
I would love to go ♪

♪ I would love to pogo
Go pogo with you ♪

♪ They are making money
That I would love to steal ♪

♪ And there are many monsters
That I would love to kill ♪

♪ Rolls and bills and dimes
They trickle down ♪

♪ I would love to turn
Just turn it all around ♪

♪ I would love to pogo
Pogo with you ♪

♪ I would love to go, go
Pogo with you ♪

♪ I would love to go, go
Pogo with you ♪

♪ I would love to go, go
Pogo with you ♪

[drunks, tourists chattering]

[strip club patron] Woo-hoo,
fucking New Orleans, man.

Let's hit up Mr. Ed's Oyster
Bar. I'll tell you something.

My dick's getting hard even
thinking about these oysters.

I'm about to smash
50 of them fuckers, bro.

We'll go to the
other spot next. Hey.

Yo. [grunts]
What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Damn, such a bitch.
My fucking nose, man.

He broke my fucking nose.

[electronic music playing]

[music continues]