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- You hear that?

- I hate this job.

Should we do something?

- Yeah.

We should.

Check this out.

Here. He's having a smoke.

Quick, take a picture.

- I'm going.
- One last cigarette, old timer.

Ow, fuck!

A bee stung me.

- There's no bees here.

No flowers.

Some kind of sand bee?

- Get your fucking shovel.

- Mrs. Hunter...

Let's see.

72 years old...

Medications...

What was your occupation?

- Socialite.

Retired.

- And you are losing weight,

so you could eat more.

Uh, right.

I want to talk to you
about your husband.

- What's the problem now?

- Well, it's--it's delicate.

Um, in a way,
you're the problem.

- What did the doctor say?

- The doctor is an asshole.

- Well, you're getting thinner.

Did he tell you to eat more?

- He said: "Tell that girl
in the waiting room

not to wear shorts
in fucking November."

Oh, I had a dream last night.

- Yeah?

- A filthy sex dream.

You want the details?

- No.

- How are the girls?

- The knitting club's
not the same without you.

You know, I think Brenda wishes

they hadn't kicked you
out of the group.

She misses you.

Says you're ruthless.

- That's a 10-cent word.

- What do you think she means?

- Well, being ruthless means

going after your enemy's
weak point without hesitating.

Usually,
that's someone's family.

So maybe Brenda is saying
if you mess with me,

I'll fuck up your family.

- OK.

- How about you?

Anything new?

- Zero.

No accomplishments,
no prospects.

I should just get out
of this town.

- I know the feeling.

- We should leave together.

Right? Fuck this place.

We should.

- Hey. You--you missed
the turnoff.

- Maybe I just want to spend
a little more time with you.

- OK.

But maybe just slow down,
a little.

- That her?

- Want me to come in?

- Uh, it's OK.

- I have a date this weekend.

- Mmm.

- Check him out.

- He's handsome.

But is it as big
as a baby's arm?

- I just need to
get out of the house.

- Mmm.

- You want me to climb up there?
Your light's out.

- No.

I'll see you next week.

- Bye.

- Emma...
- Yep!

- Um, be careful out there, hmm?

- Yes, ma'am!

- How's it hanging, Chip?

- Oh, goddammit, your feet!

The doctor said
I've been neglecting you.

Clip the nails,
put on the cream.

The weasel wrote it
in his little book.

- Despite so many ordeals...

my advanced age
and the nobility of my soul

leads me to conclude
that all is well.

We'll do it tomorrow, OK?

- Balls!

Oh!

- Sweet Christ on a cracker.

- Ah.

- Mrs. Hunter?

- Ann? What's happening?

- We have a court order
to move you to a care facility.

- Ann? Ann?

- Who are you?

- Your legal guardian.

My name is Rivera.

You can read this in the van.

- I need to get a few things.

- We'll come back for them.

- I'm going out.

- Hmm. Where are you going?

- To see Brenda and the girls.

But first, I'm gonna
meet some dude.

- Oh!

- Just be careful.

- Of what? Of the... Hmm?

- Leave Charles alone.

He's been pulling rats
out of the ceiling all day.

- Well, that explains
the appetite.

- So, how was the, um...

the doctor's visit?

- The G is fine.

The G is eternal.

You can say that again.

- How's my dad?

- She says he's OK.

Not great, but, you know.

- Mm-hmm.

Well, he'd be better

if she didn't get drunk
and smoke in his face all day.

I should go see him.

- You should go.

- The G makes him nervous.

- You didn't know him before.

He was a great dad.

Strong as a bull.

I worshipped him.

Till he met you-know-who
and left my mother.

Now he can barely
keep his balance.

- OK.

Tomorrow is the first.

- Where'd you get that?

Be careful!

- Where are we?

- I don't know.

- Someone's made a mistake.

- I don't think it's a mistake.

- I want to go home.

- That's not you talking, Chip.

We'll be all right.

I'll get this straightened out.

- You're late.

- I was on a date.

It was what every girl
dreams of.

He showed up late,

and then he followed me into
the toilet to watch me pee.

- Some men are into that.

- What the hell do you
know about it, Claire?

- I've been around the block
a few times.

- This is my fucking life.

I lost my job,
I moved back in with my mom.

And in my spare time,

I get asked to pee
in front of strange men.

- What did you do?

- I... mumbled something,
and then I left.

- Maybe you put out
the wrong signal.

- One more word...

- The G would have
put his eyes out.

- I need to use your phone.

- You're not supposed to
be out here.

- Are you the caretaker?

- No.

But they let me work
in the garden.

I'm Joseph.

- Ann.

- Are you going somewhere?

- Where are we, Joseph?

What kind of place is this?

- It's a place for old people.

Just listen to your guardian.

Get along with him,
and you'll be OK.

But they don't like
people wandering around.

- I need to use a phone.

- Uh-huh.

- Don't you have one?

- Yeah, but--

- I'd like to use it, please.

- It won't do you any good.

- Yeah.

- I need to get
a message to Jack.

- Desert rose.

- If you say so.

- Just, uh, give it
a little water every 3 weeks.

- Every plant I ever owned died.

- Be patient.
It'll be all right.

- Chip?

- Hey!

What the fuck?

Hey!

Where's Mrs. Hunter?

- Hey. You should leave.

- They were just here last week.

- What time is it?

- It's 3:00 in the morning.

- Locked up like animals.

- Most of the people
aren't very mobile here.

But you've been out wandering.

New residents have to stay
in their apartments

for the first month.

For your own safety.

Then we unlock the door.

- Well, we want to go home.

- You're with us now.
The court put you under my care.

We've been going through
your assets.

And there's something missing,

which is important,

because all this is paid
out of your assets,

which we manage for you,
including medical emergencies.

- We don't know
anything about it.

- I talked to your husband. He
doesn't know where the money is.

- Then there's no money.

- Seems your father
was a bit of a businessman.

There was some inheritance.

- We don't have anything.

- I wasn't talking to you!

Last chance.

- Are you gonna hit me?

- No.

- There was a time he
would have torn you in half

with his bare hands.

- Where's the money?

- Ah!

- Don't hit him again.

- Sit down.

Where?

- We have nothing else.

- Is he still breathing?

The doctor will say that
he fell out of the chair.

If he lives,
I'm gonna split you two up.

You're a tough old lady.

But you need to help him now.

- Don't take him away again.

Leave him with me, please.

- And the money?

- Come on!

This is how it works.

A guardian finds old people
who are isolated who have money.

He gets doctors to write
that these old people

can't take care
of themselves anymore,

and then he goes to court
with his lawyers.

The old people don't know
what's going on.

Sometimes,
they're not even there.

So the judge gives the guardian
complete control of their lives.

And he pays himself
out of their money,

which he also controls.

It's legal,
and it's a big business.

- And you think your
grandparents are here now?

- Yeah, maybe.

- You don't know?

- This is the fourth place
I've been.

But that guy in there
was at the G's doctor's office.

- What, uh, what's the G?

- What do you do here?

- Oh, I have my own business.

I do landscaping and repairs.

I'm here twice a week.

- G for Granny.

She used to leave us these
crazy demanding notes,

signed with a big G,

so we started calling her that.

My mom called the notes G-mail.

She doesn't take shit
from anyone.

I'm trying to be more like her.

- I can see that.

- We went to the police,
a lawyer.

They all said it was normal.

Even family can't visit
without the guardian's approval.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

- I'm Matt, by the way.

- Emma.

- Hey, so, I have to
get back to work.

But if I can help you
with anything,

just let me know, OK?

- Can you get me inside?

Can you?

- I'll tell you what.

Next time I'm here,
I'll help you,

if you let me
take you out sometime.

Fair?

- Who...

fixed up your feet?

Hold on, Chip.

Remember how much I love you.

- They told me what happened.

- Charles...

- You...

You old drunk!

I spent the last month
in lawyers' offices

trying to get
the both of you out,

and you just...

and you just let him die.

I don't believe your story.

And if you were sober,

none of this
would have happened.

Don't expect anything
from me now.

You're on your own.

You can stay in here.

- You know he moved us
to this hell on earth

to be near you,

his only family.

Let me tell you
what he thought of you,

since before he died,

you didn't get to talk.

He was ashamed of you
your whole fucking life.

But he was too decent a man
to show it.

And look where that got him.

- Sorry.

- God, but you're mean.

- He really was
trying to get you out.

Why didn't you call me?

I could have found you earlier.
I could have helped.

I'll come see you.

I'll come see you
whether you like it or not.

- What are you gonna do now?

- You mean now that
they've unlocked the door?

I can't tell you that, Chip.

- What do you mean?

- No money, no husband, no home.

What would you do?

- Mrs. Hunter?

- I was south of the border
when I got your message.

I'm sorry it took so long.

- I left a message for Jack.

- Jack's dead.

- Who the fuck are you?

- I'm Jack's son.

And I'm sorry
about your husband.

- Did you stop by my condo?

- I'll go tonight.

You gonna stay here?

- Just until I castrate
these pig-fuckers.

- There's a new arrival for you.

I need the key to 203.

- What... what...

What do you want?

- Someone followed me
from the condo.

Young guy, baggy pants.

- And?

- I wasn't sure
what to do with him.

And your condo...

It's been sold.

- Went inside?

- There's nothing left.

You're angry.

- My mother used to say:

"If you let your anger out,
you live longer."

She lived to be 102.

- Here's a phone.

You wanted me to
pick something up for you?

That can wait now.

There's something else
you can do first.

Oh, sweet motherfucking Jesus!

- Sorry.

You always talk like that?

- What are you
doing here, Joseph?

- I'm going to work
in the garden.

I, uh, saw you
talking to someone.

You came out the maintenance
door in the back, right?

Someone's waiting there now.

He works here.

Follow me.

You look different.

Younger.

- Yeah?

They beat up
my crippled husband.

He died.

- I'm sorry.

You should go back inside.

I don't want them
to hurt you too.

- Thank you, Joseph.

- Welcome home!

Keep giving me the death stare.
I'm not leaving.

- How's the knitting
coming along?

- Fuck you.

- Cup of tea?

- Your doctor told us you
were smoking two packs a day,

drinking a ton of vodka
and not eating.

He told Charles you basically
killed your husband.

You look great, by the way.

The doctor was in on it.

He signed the paper
saying you were incompetent,

and then Rivera
used that in court.

- They thought we had money.

- Yeah.

But why would they think that?

Maybe Chip had money
hidden away?

- If there was money,
why would I still be here?

- But then, my money's gone too.

- How did you get in here?

- Uh, this guy.
He's a subcontractor.

He does, I don't know,
repairs and stuff.

He's pretty cute.

I can get you out of here.

Maybe get your home back.

- How?

- I know someone.
He's got connections.

We--we have to fight back.

Right? This is your philosophy.

You never take shit
from anyone.

- That's my philosophy?
- Yeah!

Isn't it?

You think I can't help you.

That's why you didn't call me.

- It doesn't matter
what I think.

- It does to me.

- I guess that's your problem.

- OK.

You know, I should just
abandon you like everyone else.

But instead, I'm gonna
get you out of here.

Just to piss you off.

I brought you this.

It was on your fridge.

- Thank you, Emma.

This is important to me.

- Yeah.

I should go.

- Emma...

Your money is safe.

But stay out of this.

I don't need your help.

- Thanks for meeting me here.

- Where are we going?

- Nowhere. We're here.

- Great. Should be
a fun evening.

You know what?

I think I'm gonna
take a rain check.

- Come on.
We're gonna have a picnic.

It's not far.

- How'd you get in here?

- My own business, remember?

- Don't you know how to swim?

- I never learned.

You coming in?

- No. I'm, uh, I'm all right.

- I can put my clothes back on
if you want.

Not trying to
make you uncomfortable.

- OK, good.

- OK.

- You're not supposed
to come here.

- I need some sugar for my tea.

Are you gonna let me in?

- You can't smoke in here.

- You're the only person
I know here.

- I collect them.

- You a gun nut?

- Why? Are you one of
the gun controllers?

- I don't give a shit.

I'm not gonna
stop swearing, Joseph,

even though I see
it offends you.

- Thanks.

- When I was a little girl...

I used to swear all the time.

And one day, I was kidnapped.

My father...

had a lot of enemies.

I was playing
on the road one day...

and some men came.

To send him a message,

they beat me
every day for weeks.

And then when I was dying,

they dumped my body
on the side of the road.

A farm worker found me.

An illegal.
He took me to the hospital.

And to everyone's surprise,
I survived.

You know what my family told me?

They said my being taken
was God's punishment

for my swearing.

I told them to
go fuck themselves.

- OK.

I'll put up with it.

Where was this,
where you grew up?

- West Texas.

I want to be friends, Joseph.

You... you seem like a nice guy.

- I haven't had a guest
in a long time.

And you make me nervous.

- So what's the next move
for your G?

- First, I'm gonna go see
a judge I used to work for.

- No shit, a judge?

- Roy.

I had to quit.
He kept coming on to me.

I was applying to law school.

Roy was gonna
write a letter for me. I...

Right now, my life is fucked.

And the G was my banker.

So now my savings are gone too.

- Banker?

- I gave her everything I saved,
and she gave me 10% interest.

Like, every week.
That's what I've been living on.

- So, she did have money.

And they took that too?

- Maybe not.

- She hid it?

Wow.

- I think she just liked
seeing me every week.

That's why she
gave me the money.

Maybe she thinks I wouldn't
visit her otherwise.

- You like it here?

- Yeah.

- Do you wanna make out?

Like, right now?

- Mmm.

Sandwich.

- You've been here a while.

Have there been others
like my husband?

- I've heard rumors.

There was a guy here last year.

Burt.

Tough old guy, Navy commander.

And like most people here,
he had no family.

They like people like that.

- They beat him to death too?

- He just disappeared.

I heard things.

Probably just stories
to scare us.

- Sounds like a good place
to get the hell out of.

- You're a firecracker, Ann.

- I always liked firecrackers.

But they never paid
any attention to me.

- Is that right?

What are you doing, Joseph?

Mmm.

Are you alive?

- Yeah.

- I'm not a nice person, Joseph.

I was an OK wife, but...

I was a lousy nurse
these last few years.

I thought my life was over.

Thought about
killing him myself.

And before that,
I was a lousy parent.

I was impatient,
and sometimes I was...

cruel.

- We've all made mistakes.

- You've got me
mixed up today, Joseph.

Normally, I...

I don't like talking.

Ah...

Anyway...

I'm not a nice person.

But I do have other qualities.

- I think you're amazing.

- Emma?

You OK?

- I hate going back to him.

Last time I saw him, he was...

aggressive.

- Maybe it's a bad idea.

- I just have to
say the right things.

Manipulate him.

- You're gonna manipulate
a judge, huh?

Maybe take something
for protection.

In there.

I hope he's fucking ugly.

- That's quite a story.

What exactly do you want
from this Rivera?

- I want to him to write a check
to my grandmother, Ann Hunter,

for the money that he stole
when he sold her condo.

And I want him to--

- OK, look...

- They kidnapped her.

- That may be overstating it.

Look, retirees are
a growing business.

And around here, businessmen,
politicians, gangsters,

sometimes, it's hard
to tell them apart.

- Will you help me?

Roy?

- Will you come back
and work for me?

I've missed you.

- Yes. I'd love that.

I'm sorry I left.

- Hmm.

Rivera.

The name's familiar.
I'll make some calls.

- Thank you, Roy.

- Don't worry.

I'll see that you
make it up to me.

- You got the drop on me.

- I am so tired

of you perverted, violent,

useless motherfuckers.

- You gonna shoot me?

- Yeah.

- I'm a friend
of your grandmother's.

- Bullshit!

- I come from Texas.
I'm a soldier.

My family has known your
grandmother for a long time.

She asked me
to keep an eye on you.

She likes you.

She doesn't hardly like anybody.

- Thought you were
in the hospital.

- I'm OK.

- You don't look OK.

- Some guy came by the condo.

- He kicked the shit
out of you.

Take it easy.

All right.

He went in--
he went in there, right?

So there's gotta be
something there.

- We searched the condo.

If the old couple
had anything else,

they would have told us.

- They were supposed to have
a lot more money, right?

- It's done.
We're onto other jobs.

- But the fucking guy
is still out there.

- Why don't you
take some time off?

Get yourself right.

Guy shows up,
we'll take care of it.

- All right.

Yeah.

Yeah.

- I have a question
for you, Joseph.

What's in Room 203?

- Palliative. End-of-life care.

The guys who work here
call it the departure lounge.

- Yes?

- We need to talk about Emma.

- Your friend Roy said that

you were gonna meet me
down at my church.

- I went to your church.

Then I followed you here.

- He knows my employer.

You might have noticed his
election signs around town.

- The senator?

- Father of the industry.

Owns a stake in...

half the old-age homes
across the state.

- You have my grandmother
in one of those places.

- This is a business for me.

And nothing is ever personal.

And I've been asked to help you.

- This couldn't be
more personal.

Give her back what you stole.

Your son goes to
Middlebury Prep School, right?

- Why are you asking me that?

- My grandmother has friends
you don't know about.

And they just want you to know

that they know where
your son goes to school.

That's all.

- You're threatening my family.

- No.

I'm just a messenger.

But maybe they think
the kind of person

who would kidnap
and abuse old people

might not listen to reason.

- There are no friends...

that I don't know about.

You're sick.

And you're alone.

- I saw something
the other day. Um...

A man washing
another man's feet.

Made me think of that story
in the bible.

I let my husband down, Joseph.

I could have protected him.
I, uh...

I could have taken
better care of him.

- It's not your fault, Ann.

These are bad people.

- And now my granddaughter
is getting involved with them,

and I can't let that happen too.

You asked me about my family
back in Texas.

Well, they're also bad people.

I've done bad things myself.

I wanted to pay these
people back for what they did,

but now I just want to make sure
that nothing happens to Emma.

- You, of course,
are a rose.

But were always a rose.

- I'm leaving, Joseph.

I've got money.

Or I--I will have some soon.

- Why not just stay here,
stay with me?

You--you can still
spend your money.

- Because I hate
this fucking place.

This place is old age.

- Kept an eye on Emma
like you asked.

She didn't listen to you.
She's been trying to help.

- But she's OK?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I'd say...

she's been pretty effective.

She got you some of
your money back.

- Emma did this?

Not bad.

But I changed my mind.

I'm not gonna
need your help after all.

- A little late for that.

- Rivera?

- He got away.

I can go after him.

- Ah, forget it.

I'm moving on.

- The thing to pick up...

- I'll get it myself.

- From one of them.

You know, my dad, he always
loved to talk about you.

He said your father never
stopped hoping you'd come back,

take over the business.

He said you're the angriest
person he ever met.

- Not anymore.

- Mom?

I have some good news!

- This is your dad.

- Stepdad.

- Emma, is that you?

- This is your real mom, right?

Your biological mother?

- Yes.

- Emma? Are you OK?

- Please...

- Let's talk in the kitchen.

We heard that your grandmother
has some money hidden.

Where is it?

- I don't know.

- I'm gonna blow a hole
in your mom's face next.

If you were listening,

you know she didn't
tell me anything.

- What?

- If there's anything,
I'll get it for you.

I'll go see her.

I had over $10,000.

- $10,000?

We're gonna need
a lot more than that.

- From management.

- How lovely.

These flowers make up for
beating my husband to death.

- I didn't touch your husband.

- It was you who fixed
his feet up, wasn't it?

Thank you for that.

- It seems you have a visitor.

- OK, turn off here.

- I'm glad you called me.

This is nuts.

What did the G say?

- She said she didn't care,

to take whatever was there
and make sure my mom is OK.

- If you get your mom back,

bring her to this place
and wait for me.

You're very brave, Emma.

- I'm not.

I tried to be ruthless, but...

it made me sick.

- You get used to it.

- It's not me.

I can't stop shaking.

- You're loyal.

You're smart.

You're kind.

Sometimes, I wish
I was more like you.

Please be careful.

You're the only real family
that I have left.

- She never trusted banks.

I guess she was right
about that too.

She said it's just money.

You can always get more of it.

- Easy for her to say.

- I guess.

- There's been a setback.

But I'm going anyway.
Will you come with me?

- You can't go now.

Without money.

- What do you mean, Joseph?

- This should be it.

I have shovels in the back.

- I don't think we'll need them.

Come on.

OK...

- Easy as pie, huh?

OK.

Holy shit!

What did you say your
grandmother did again?

- She's not my real grandmother.

And I have no fucking idea.

- OK.

- Wait.

- Listen, I know
you're afraid, OK?

But, uh, those guys who...

tied up your mom,

they have no fucking clue
what's out here.

All right?

I'm gonna go give them
this one bag.

And then you and I can come back
for the rest of them.

You won't have to
do anything else.

- It's the G's.

- But she already said
you could take it.

We'll be free. We could do
whatever we want.

- I can't.

- We'll talk about it later.

First thing we need to do is
make sure your mom is all right.

OK?
- Yeah.

- OK.

- I hope Rivera will
keep an eye on people here.

He came to me with some men
I haven't seen before,

asking questions.

He was very aggressive.

I told him you still had money.

I'm s-sorry.

I told them to follow
anyone who visits you.

They'll take your money,

but I can still
take care of you here.

I'm not like you, Ann.

These are bad men.

Normal people,
we get afraid.

I was afraid.

- Yeah.

- I care about you, Ann.
Please stay.

You have no chance
out there on your own.

- I thought you were lying when
you said that your grandmother

had friends that
I didn't know about.

- I was.

- A clan of criminals
down in Texas,

a whole family
of murdering thugs.

And now she's up here,

killing people,
threatening my family.

Meanwhile, you guys
kidnap her parents,

implicating us.

- I'll have to talk to Ralph
about that too.

- And you...

I thought you and I had a deal.

- I just want
my grandmother back.

- I'm sorry, Mr. Rivera.

I'm sorry.

- It's a mess.

- It was Ralph's idea.

- Great last words.

- We do have a deal.

- Grab her.

Fuck me.

- We do something special...

...for people like you.

- Where is she?

- Because of you, I have to walk
around with armed guards now.

Your people come again...

I'm gonna be ready.

- You can let me go.
No one else is coming.

I'll give you the money.

- I already have it.

- Where's Emma?

- I shot her.

I...

filed your death certificate.

When you...

wake up under the sand...

just remember who put you there.

- I should just
get out of this town.

We should leave together.

Right? Fuck this place.

- We should.

- Where are we gonna go?

- Buffalo.

- Buffalo?

- I have two daughters there.

They hate me.

Haven't spoken to me in years.

I used to take my grandson
to his music lesson.

Every week, he would play

Twinkle, Twinkle
Little Star for me.

They're my family.

And I will do whatever it takes.

I will get down
on my fucking knees

and beg them to forgive me.

- It's OK.

It's OK.

I've been waiting for you.

- Uh...

Where is he?

- I hit him.

- Good for you.

Ah...

- Take it slow.

He's in the closet.

- Do you have one of
your guns with you?

- I don't have any bullets.

Where'd you get that?
- A friend.

- Do you know how to use it?

Oh, Jesus.

I know him. He's a sociopath.

- Wait here, Joseph.

Help me!

I'm an old woman.

Joseph, I need you to get
Rivera and bring him here.

Use a gurney. Go!

Put these on him.

Then in the trunk.

Pull him out and take off
his shoes and socks.

- What do we do now?

- Turn him over.

- Mmm.

- What's saying?

- He's telling us
he has a family.

Do you remember my husband?

It's cold, but he may
last a day out here.

Maybe a little less.

- Was your money there?

Have you forgiven me?

- Yes, Joseph,
I fucking forgive you.

Wait here.

Oh!

I thought you were dead.

I forgive you, Joseph.

But you almost cost me
my granddaughter.

I can't take you with me.

- Ann...

- I left some money for you
in the room.

- Where are we gonna go?

- Buffalo.