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[ominous music]

[intense electronic dance music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music stops]

Uh, Dewar's Rocks, please.

We've just received word from Salt Lake City.

The airport there is currently closed due to heavy fog.

How's it going?

Good.

Hey, I'm Nick.

Donovan.

Nick.

Nice to meet you, Donovan.

Where are you headed today?

To Salt Lake.

Yeah, me too.

Wow, these damn delays.

Yeah.

So, uh, can I have a Coors Light, please?

You got it.

Business or pleasure?

A little of both.

So, what line of work are you in?

Um, I'm on my way to a book signing.

I, uh, well, I just published my first novel.

You're a writer?

- Yeah. - That's cool.

Wow.

Do you mind if I ask what it's about?

Well, you know, it's a little involved.

It's kind of a complicated story, actually.

Hey, it's not like we're going anywhere.

Okay, um, it's about these four friends in Salt Lake.

Utah.

You know, Mormons.

Mountains.

Oh, it's beautiful, really.

But kind of scary at the same time.

The people have a strange politeness.

An eerie calm.

You just know they all have this stranger

inside of them that's dying to get out.

With most people, it's really just a matter of when.

♪ And the blind lead the blind through the

wilderness ♪ To find temporary shelter in a fragile

kiss ♪ No such thing as a mistake, till

morning when you wake ♪ Hungry and dry to

the core, waiting for the perfect cure ♪ Words

swirl above and turn into rain ♪

♪ Into rain ♪

[uptempo jazz music]

[crowd cheering]

[indistinct chatter]

A quarter tone flat at the end there, but the boys bailed you out.

Thank you, boys.

Oh, nice language.

Next time I will be in a real city playing in a real club where I

don't have to ten bar to get the fucking gig.

Yes, you will.

Very nice.

Cheers.

Oh, my God.

That girl looks like one of my students.

She's a little young to get in here, isn't she?

Hello, Austin, you teach the third grade?

No, no, the district transferred me.

The last two weeks, I've been serving up at the high school.

Teenage girl, look out.

You stole my...

There's Craig.

The Craig?

Don't look.

That guy...

Is that his real hair?

Are you kidding me?

Those shirts only look good on priests.

And what's he doing with my student?

I'm going to hide under the table.

You know what?

Is that for a little fun?

No, Emma, absolutely not.

Then we'll take care of it.

Go, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

- No, no, no. - Don't trouble yourself.

No.

Shh.

One more thing.

Hi.

Wait, isn't this, like, totally illegal?

- It's what? - Misdemeanor.

I totally fucked him over, Viola.

That's right, Viola.

Remember, you said you lost your promotion because of this guy, huh?

That is correct, but there was a reason... Excuse me, excuse me.

Do you remember how upset you were when you told us what he did?

Yeah, I'm sorry, Viola, but when someone fucks

my friend, they fuck me, too.

He didn't F me, Jerry.

His conscience didn't stop him from telling everybody

at your office what a horny little slut you are, did it?

No, I don't think so.

Come on.

Now, Violet, which one is it?

It's the black Porsche over there.

Oh, that's my girl.

Let's go.

Emma, won't your boss be upset that you stole all that stuff?

Why don't you not worry about my boss

and just worry about getting in touch with your anger, all right?

No, this must be the place.

Okay, what if Craig knows it's me and I get caught?

I think you'll get fired then.

Well, that's bad.

Yeah, you mean what if he presses charges?

- Yeah. - Do you like that?

I don't know.

Well, she'll be looking at it as like a $1,000 fine, you know?

Maybe six months of suspended sentence.

Yeah, cool, grand.

Drop in the bucket to you.

Little mistrust fund.

Besides, you get nailed.

Jerry could use a client.

You'd be his first.

Help a friend out.

If he wants to, you'll get a percentage of that.

What's better than that?

The friends that egg together stay together.

So what do you say we partake in a little revenge?

Let's go.

I'm ready to egg.

Ha ha ha.

- Ha ha ha. - Is that a prototype?

The incredible edible.

You're saying a lot.

Come on, pick a good one.

You know, it's not just for breakfast anymore.

- Really? - Go on.

Do it.

It'll feel good.

Come on.

Ha ha ha.

That's it.

Okay.

Whoo!

Ah!

Ha ha ha.

Very nice.

Number six.

Ah!

What a jumper!

Oh!

The nose.

Ah!

Oh!

What?

One, two, three.

Ah!

Oh my god.

Be careful. Don't get anything on you.

- We don't want any evidence. - Uh oh.

Oh!

[indistinct talking] [cheering]

- It’s disgusting. - It’s gross.

You know, you guys, I really do feel much better.

I told you you would.

Hey, should we go to the Big Egg?

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

No, Milanade is awesome.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Austin, Austin, can you drop me off on the way?

- No. - Why?

If you must know, I'm feeling a little colicky.

You're leaving for D.C. next week.

You're going to be my big-shot attorney.

Not returning any of our phone calls.

Fuck you, you're coming.

Okay, I appreciate that, guys, but I'm kind

of busy right now packing all that crap, so let me go home.

- All right, whatever. - Plus, we got to get,

what time's the wedding, 9 or 9.30?

Who the fuck gets married at 9.30?

Tina gets married at 9.30, Emma, but

she should probably get married at 9.30

just to piss you off.

She's a bitch, I hate her.

Who's she marrying anyway?

Some guy.

Oh, no kidding, really?

It's actually very romantic.

We only met a couple weeks ago.

Love it for a sight.

Fuck.

Hey, Emma.

- What? - Maybe you'll catch the big guy.

You think so?

I don't think so.

Maybe she'll catch Chlamydia.

[laughter]

[ominous music]

Austin?

Austin!

Jesus, you're still here?

Doug, what happened to you?

How long does it take to fumigate?

No, no, they're still fumigating.

Are you okay?

No, Austin, come down here, please.

Austin, hurry up!

Jesus Christ, dear, I don't have enough house guests.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

What the hell? Did you get in an accident?

Ow, ow, ow!

- What's wrong? - His arm!

I think my shoulder's dislocated.

It hurts so fucking bad.

- Oh, my God. - What happened?

God, somebody broke into my apartment.

Really? Someone broke into your apartment?

Oh, my God!

I caught him, and the guy tried to fucking kill me.

You're kidding.

When did this happen?

Last week.

What do you mean, when?

Well, did you call the police?

- No. - Why?

Because... Because why?

Because I think I might have killed him.

You think you may have killed him?

You think you might have killed him?

What do you mean, you're not sure?

I don't know. I hit him really hard, and I got the hell out of there.

I was scared.

What the fuck is that?

Don't get it.

Hello?

Hey, it's Emma.

You're welcome to come by to my apartment again.

I'm gonna go to the clinic, okay?

Hi.

Is that Jared's Jeep I saw?

Mm-hmm.

What's going on? Hey, Austin.

Jared, oh, my God.

What happened?

- Somebody broke into his apartment. - What happened?

Oh, Jesus.

When?

Tonight.

Tonight, Jesus Christ.

Are you all right?

No, my fucking shoulder's dislocated.

Well, we gotta get him to the hospital.

- Yeah, I know. - No, no, no, no.

There's, um... There's a dead guy in my apartment, and

I think I gotta deal with that first.

What? Is he serious?

Yes.

Did you call the cops?

No, he won't let us.

Maybe we can talk some sense into him.

Look, you know, if the police get involved,

my life is completely fucked, Austin.

Why?

Because I'm going to work for the Justice Department.

Doesn't anybody get that?

No cops.

Fuck. If you guys wanna call the cops...

Hey, hey, hey. Nobody's calling the cops yet, buddy.

Let's go. Just take a drink.

It's okay, it's okay.

Take it now.

All of it.

Now, you said you wanted to ensure the guy was dead, right?

Yeah.

All right, all right, all right.

You know, hold up.

Maybe he's right. Maybe we should just not call the cops.

- Emma. - What?

Yet.

All right, let's... Let's just go back over to Jared's and

we'll check things out.

All right?

But first, we need to fix his shoulder.

Yeah, yeah, we better do that.

Why is everyone looking at me?

Hello, you work at a hospital.

Excuse me.

She's a volunteer.

- So? - So, I work there once a week.

And you haven't learned anything?

No, I don't work there to learn.

She works there to pick up doctors.

I do not, Austin.

She's not fucking touching you.

He needs to go to a hospital.

Yes, that would be the logical thing to

do, but we are dealing with Jared here.

What is that supposed to mean?

Nothing, forget it.

Just pop it back into place, Violet.

- Pop it in place. - I can't just pop it back into place.

- Why not? - What if I hurt him?

Look, the guy is in pain.

Come on, Violet. I won't be mad, I promise.

Come on, you can do it, Violet.

Come on.

Okay, let me look.

Okay.

Okay, ready?

Okay.

No, ow, ow, ow, ow!

No, I can't do that.

All right, fine, fine.

Jared? Jared, hold on.

Okay, you gotta pull it down.

Pull down, pull down.

Oh, fuck!

Take my hand.

Take my hand, just squeeze my hand.

Look at me, look at me.

Just look at me.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, God, fuck.

It's okay, it's okay.

One, two.

Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

Three.

Well, there you go, Emma.

You killed him.

How do you feel?

Where am I?

See?

Back to normal.

Come on.

Lean back carefully.

Easy, easy.

Hey, guys, we should, um, we should go over to Jared's.

Take Violet's gun.

Oh, shit.

I got fricking blood on the carpet.

God, what if he's not really dead and he's waiting there for us?

All right, open it, open it.

[tense music]

[door opening]

[tense music continues]

[door closes]

[light switch flips]

[gasps]

Shit.

[inhales]

Jesus Christ.

He's naked.

The guy is naked.

I never thought I'd hear myself say this,

Jared, but why is there a naked dead guy in your living room floor?

I need to tell you guys something.

Yeah, I guess you do.

I don't want to hear it.

Hear what?

Whatever it is, I don't want to hear it.

I'm gay.

What?

What do you mean you're gay?

You're not gay.

Austin, I think you would know if he was gay or not.

I didn't want you to know.

I just, I just always thought he was shy.

I didn't know how to tell you.

You're gay.

If I'm your best friend and you're gay, then what does that make me?

Stupid.

Jared, tell us what really happened.

Um, I met this guy.

After you dropped me off, I, I went back out to a bar.

You went to a gay bar?

Violet, he, um, he came home with me,

and, uh, he got rough, and things got

out of control, so obviously he didn't break in.

We have to call the police.

Wait, no.

Absolutely not.

No police.

But he was in self-defense.

It really doesn't look like self-defense to me.

Well, I was scared, Emma, okay?

You used your Sammy Sosa bag?

You know, I, I didn't just spend seven years of my life studying my ass off

in law school to have some psycho fuck yank it all out from under me two

weeks before my first job.

Yeah, well, what do you expect us to do?

I don't know, okay?

I don't fucking know!

Guys, guys, just, just, just relax, okay?

Let's just think this out.

Well, nobody seemed to endorse my idea.

The police are our friends.

Oh, wow, man.

I've never seen a dead body before.

I saw a dead cat once.

Would you guys come on?

Stop.

Why can't we just put his clothes back on and, and tell the police that he

did break in?

Violet, you're a genius.

Jared, where are his clothes?

By the couch.

Is this his?

Yeah.

Oh, fuck it, forget it.

How many burglars do you know break into houses wearing Armani, huh?

You guys, come on, I really need your help here, okay?

I have to get rid of him, and I cannot do it alone, okay?

Not with one arm.

Not in my current condition.

It is my only choice.

I can't go to jail.

We, we want, we want to help you, Jared.

You guys, he's a person.

He's a fucking rapist, okay?

It's a big difference.

Jared, this is our lives we're talking about here.

I know.

I wouldn't ask you guys to do this for me if I wouldn't do the same

for you.

Mom, I'm begging you.

I'm begging you.

I'm in a shitload of trouble here.

All right, Violet.

Thank you.

Violet.

I can't.

Okay, Emma.

I'm in.

Fine.

First thing we need to do is, uh... Wait.

I'll help.

You don't have to, Violet.

You don't have to.

You can go right now. You were never here.

I know.

Okay, fine.

Did anybody see you guys together?

No.

You're sure?

Well, we took separate cars.

Okay.

All right. Well, then we, um...

We just need to figure out what to do with the body.

Yes, that's what we need to do.

Can't we just dump him in a quarry or a lake?

No, they always wash ashore sooner or later.

Yeah, but they wouldn't find the body...

if there was nothing left to find.

[door creaking open]

Go.

Where are we going?

There's an iron ore plant out in Castle Rock where they melt metal.

If we can just put him in one of those bags, there'd be nothing left.

[body tumbling]

Oops.

[hurried footsteps]

Oh, Jesus.

Get out.

[tense music]

You have no clue where we're going, do you?

Well, I would if Violet would read the fucking map.

Never mind, I think.

I think it's this way.

- What? - I said I think it's this way.

Yeah, well, I hope you're right.

Let's not forget about our friend in the trunk.

I'm not gonna forget about him.

Would you please stop doing that, Violet?

Stop what?

Looking in the back.

Every five seconds, it's creeping me out.

Look out!

What the fuck was that?

I think it was a shopping cart.

My poor Volvo.

Oh, Christ.

What a fucking mess.

Great.

We got a flat tire.

I think we hit a pinata.

What the fuck?

There's a shopping cart in the middle of the road.

Hey, Violet, you got a spare, right?

I don't know.

In the trunk?

Great.

Give me the keys.

Hey, change.

Violet, which one is it?

Violet?

Vi?

Vi, what's wrong?

The man.

We hit the man in the road.

What the fuck?

This can't be happening.

[tense music]

Sir?

Sir?

Is he dead?

Looks like we're two for two.

And this was not in self-defense.

It was an accident.

The reason they teach you to watch the

road in driver's ed is to avoid accidents like this, Emma!

He smells like a brewery.

It doesn't smell like anything I ever drank.

[jazz music]

[hood slamming]

[jack swiveling]

[jazz music continues]

That’s it.

Car.

Car.

[music intensifies]

[car whooshes by]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait.

What?

Well, we can't just leave him here.

Why not?

God.

This is a Volvo, not a hearse, Violet.

Well, it's my Volvo, Emma, and I'm not getting in the car until he does.

- All right. - Oh, great.

Okay, fine, let's just get out of here.

Wait, wait.

Maybe we should say something.

Sorry?

I mean like a prayer.

Okay, fine, say the prayer.

Okay.

Dear God, this man had a hard life, being a bum and all.

Please watch out for him since Emma didn't.

- Amen. - Amen.

Well done, Violet, thank you.

Okay, Violet, you happy?

- I am. - Shit, it's after six.

So?

So the wedding's at 9.30. Forget the wedding.

No, we can't.

Of course we can.

No, she's right.

It'll look weird if all four of us don't show up.

Besides, I'm their bridesmaid, remember?

You want to go to a wedding with a body in the trunk?

Two bodies in the trunk.

Yes, thank you, Violet.

Two bodies in the trunk.

You got a better idea where you want to put them?

- Yeah, I know. - Let's go.

[engine revs] [tires screech]

[ominous music]

Oh, my God.

- What? - He was a cop.

I found his badge.

This is his badge, isn't it?

Oh, what do you mean?

Oh, I don't know. Maybe it's someone else's.

I mean, you're just full of surprises.

Oh, what are you implying, Violet?

Let me see that.

Oh, my God.

He's a fucking narcotics detective.

You killed a cop?

You're a cop?

Violet, he told me you worked at the Gap.

Oh, really? Wearing Armani?

Fucking asshole.

He fucking lied to us.

I didn't ask for identification.

Well, maybe you should have.

Well, it's too bad I didn't.

Give this to me.

Jesus Christ, it's after 8.

We barely have enough time to make it to the wedding as it is.

So can you please stop your fucking around?

This is so bad.

Look, we need to keep things simple, all right, Jared?

Austin, borrow a coat and tie from Jerry.

We'll go home and change.

We'll grab the gifts. We'll meet you back here in a half hour, okay?

- Okay? - Fine.

Come on, let's go.

Ow!

Play nice.

Oh, this is the gift?

Oh, this is great.

Another perk from work.

Oh, why don't you just shut up and wrap it already, Austin?

You guys, we're never gonna make it.

- We really have to hurry. - No way.

This is not the wrapping paper.

- Look at this. - Happy Bat Mitzvah?

What are you doing with Bat Mitzvah wrapping paper, Emmett?

It's on sale, okay?

Why don't you get it next time?

I'm sorry, what did you say?

- What? - What did you say?

What are you talking about?

What did you say?

By the way, what are you doing with my earrings?

Are you ever gonna give them back to me?

Oh, why don't you grab the wheel?

I'll give them to you right now.

- What are you doing? - Emmett, really.

What was that?

Oh, my God.

[rapid thrumming in the trunk]

[screaming]

[tires screech]

[birds chirping]

[sounds of traffic]

[knocking]

Jesus Christ, there's something alive in the trunk.

No shit.

Everything in the trunk is supposed to be dead.

No shit.

Here.

Open it.

Fuck that.

[birds chirping]

[tense music]

Oh.

My.

God.

We are so sorry, sir.

We had no idea.

We thought you were dead.

I'm sorry, sir.

You know, we made this terrible mistake and, uh... You got a dollar?

Yeah.

Look, is there anything else that we could do for you?

You know, maybe give you a, uh... Give you a lift.

Don't I know you?

Hey, can I have the jacket?

Oh, um, it's Armani.

Whoa.

Hey.

Go, go, go.

Well, at least now we're only waiting for two.

Shut up, Violet.

[church bell tolling]

Wait, go in front of the red car.

Right there.

Let Violet out.

Yeah, let me out.

Where have you guys been?

Sorry, man.

Violet overslept.

Traffic is so bad.

I got my period.

Oh, shit.

Tina?

This ring will be a symbol of Kevin's everlasting love.

And nothing nor no one shall sever this band.

And Kevin?

Tina places this ring on your finger, as a symbol of her everlasting.

And nothing, or no one, shall sever this bond.

[whimpering]

[sobbing]

Where is my car?

Where is my Volvo?

Fuck! It was towed.

Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God. - Oh, shit.

Well, you did park in a fucking red zone, Emma.

Oh, jeez. Thanks, Jared.

Maybe next time you can inform me of that before the car gets towed.

- Okay, next time. - Yeah, next time.

What are we going to do?

I don't know.

Why are you whispering?

Let's just get out of here.

Quick, go.

To get the fucking car!

What if they've already looked in the trunk?

[frantic whispering]

Okay.

[rock music]

Come here.

[music continues]

Jesus, Emma, please.

Is there anyone here?

Hello?

Frank?

The name is Bubba.

Oh.

You towed our car?

Yeah, so.

Yeah.

Here's the paperwork.

It's a group of us.

Yeah, I know which car it is, missy.

Go on inside.

I ain't going to bite you.

So, um.

How much is the fine?

Well, the ticket is $125.

And the towing is another $150.

Missy, can you get me?

Here you go.

Can we have our car now, please?

Just hold your horses.

We've still got to settle some business about the dead guy in the trunk.

Shut up!

Now, I've got you just where I want you.

- Excuse me. - Don't make me shoot you, faggot!

Are you afraid of me?

That's pretty funny, isn't it?

Since you're the ones with the dead body, in your trunk, don't you think?

Don't you think?

You know, something like this comes up.

I'm supposed to call the police.

But?

Every man has his price.

Okay.

What is it that you want exactly?

Say, 50 grand.

Oh, come on!

That's way too much!

Well, you better go find it, horse.

Because if I don't have that money in my hand in one hour, I'm going to

have to exercise my civil duty.

Okay.

It's Sunday.

Baba.

Everything's closed.

That's not my problem.

You get me the cash, I give you the car.

You don't get me the cash, I call the cops.

It's your choice.

And the clock is ticking.

Hey!

We are being screwed by a man named Baba!

This day really fucking sucks!

I mean, what are we going to do now?

Look, I think there's only one thing we can do.

What?

Well, out of the four of us, Vi,

you are the one that is independently wealthy, right?

Right?

I know, but all of my money is stuck in a trust fund.

Well, no, wait, what about all the money

you said that you kept in the floor of your closet, you know, for a rainy day?

How do you know about that money?

You told me.

Remember, a year ago, Oscars party, the bar, whatever, it doesn't matter.

Right, right, right, right, no, no, no, my

account made me invest that money. Shit.

Made you invest it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but maybe, maybe, maybe I

could sell some of my socks tomorrow morning.

Okay, okay, okay.

I promise we'll pay you back.

We'll?

Look, I'll pay you back.

Fuck!

Totally fucked up!

We're, we're not gonna get away with this.

Okay, okay. Oh, no, no, wait a second, wait a second, wait a second.

Violet, Violet, listen to me, listen to me.

Are you sure that you can get the money tomorrow?

Are you sure?

Violet, are you sure you can get the money tomorrow?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm sure.

Okay, fine, fine.

Let's just all regroup, we'll go inside, and

we'll just talk some sense into him, okay?

- Wait. - What?

Talk sense into Bubba.

That's what I said.

How?

I don't know!

I'll, I'll, I'll convince him.

Shit.

[footsteps]

That's it?

Well, that didn't take too long.

Good thing, too, because my styling finger is getting a little itsy.

So, uh, where's my little present?

Well, that's, that's what we need to talk to you about.

No, I don't remember telling you I won't have any conversation.

Do you remember that?

See, Bubba, like, like we said, the banks are closed today.

See, so if you can just give us

until tomorrow, you'll have your money, I promise.

Well, fuck your promise!

And fuck you!

Do you think that I am fucking stupid?

Look, Bubba, I'm... And besides, I changed my mind now.

I want 100 grand!

You what?

When you were gone, I heard the news.

They're looking for a missing cop.

And I think that a dead pig is worth more than just anybody.

Don't you think?

Hey, you can't do this, man!

This is illegal!

Buddy.

As a matter of fact, I can do whatever the fuck I want to, cop killer!

It was self-defense!

I thought you liked me.

I thought you so liked me.

Don't be afraid of me, I'll take care of you.

I like you.

So what's it gonna be, faggot?

Do I get my money?

Or are every one of you gonna spend the rest of your life in prison?

[cries out]

[grunts]

[thuds]

Oh, my God.

You killed Bubba.

Oh, shit!

This is happening a little too regularly for me.

Now what are we gonna do?

He's dead.

No, it was an accident.

What, he accidentally fell and the ball being hammered, Jared?

No, you saw, he was threatening us.

What was I supposed to do?

Not killing him would have been good for starters.

Oh, Jesus, oh, Jesus, oh, God.

Okay, okay, look, look.

Look at our hands.

Hey, quiet.

All right.

He's dead.

It's kind of a bummer.

But, uh...

It could be a good thing.

- What? - A good thing.

Yeah, well, you know, he can't blackmail us anymore.

Um, can we go now?

Oh, yeah, right.

Nobody will notice.

We have to get rid of the body.

Yeah, I'll do that.

Really, what's one more body amongst friends?

We, uh, make it look like a robbery.

But they're still gonna look for the killer.

Not if we make it look like Bubba was the robber.

Right, right.

Um, take the money, get rid of Bubba.

The cops will assume that Bubba robbed the place.

Right, right, right.

Okay, fine, but we're not keeping the money.

Violet.

No, that's where I put my foot down,

because nobody can say that Violet Madison was a thief.

We will donate the money to a charity that the policeman's widows fund.

Fine.

But right now, we need to go find the record of your, uh, carving code.

[hurried footsteps]

[rustling papers]

[indistinct voice]

I found it.

[voice on radio]

He was married.

- What? - Fucking pig.

Is that the corporate parking for your apartment?

I'm sorry, I forgot.

- You forgot? - We're not perfect.

Weird, I'm not perfect.

Obviously.

You left the car in front of your apartment.

Just get rid of it, okay?

We'll drop it off at the mall or something.

Drop it off at the mall and then we'll take the two bodies to the...

The foundry.

- Right, and... - Melt them.

I just know we're forgetting something.

[alarm goes off]

Austin, turn it off, turn it off, turn it off!

Shut up.

Turn it off!

Turn it off!

It's off.

Get in.

Let me in.

[ominous music] [engine revs]

[tense music]

Now we're getting home.

Unless you want to give me a piggyback ride, I guess we're walking.

You know, I bet you someday we look back at this whole thing and laugh.

Yeah, right.

You know what I mean?

Remember that time a long time ago that I got you to spit in your mom's

coffee because she was being such a bitch to me, and then she got sick and

I thought it was my fault?

Hey, Jared, it was your fault.

I had the mumps.

My mother almost died.

[traffic sounds]

We laugh about that now, right?

Hey, watch out!

[car horn blares]

I don't know if I can go through with this.

Well, there's no turning back now.

But I've got a major presentation to prepare for work tomorrow.

Why are you worrying about your job?

You don't even have to work.

I know I don't have to work, but I do because A, I enjoy it, and

B, I happen to be very good at it.

Come on, this will all be over before you know it.

Oh, wait.

I think that's it over there.

[tense music]

[body thuds]

Jared, next time fuck a smaller car.

[tense music]

Jesus, watch it!

[tense music continues]

[flames igniting]

[wind blowing]

[tense music continues]

[bubbling]

[music continues]

[music intensifies]

Come on!

Come on!

Austin, look!

Oh, shit!

Shit!

[dramatic music]

[traffic whirring by]

I don't want to mention this ever again, okay?

I second that.

Third.

Do you even know what time it is?

Oh, shit, it's like 9 o'clock.

I've got 50 papers to cover.

[knock at the door]

[knocking intensifies]

[elderly woman's voice]

Next door.

Hi, Mrs. Steiner.

How are you?

Oh, I thought I heard you kids up here.

I brought you some brownies.

Oh, well, thank you so much.

You know, I still have to give you your plate back for the macaroons.

Why?

Aren't you all dressed very odd?

Oh, um... Well, we had to go to a wedding today.

Wedding?

Did I ever tell you about the time I went to

Tricia Nixon's wedding at the White House?

Geez, would you look at the time?

Well, thank you so much for the brownies, Mrs. Steiner.

And I promise I'll get the plate back to you.

Oh, I almost forgot.

You haven't started moving out already, have you?

No, the movers don't come until Thursday.

I was having trouble sleeping last night, and I got up to have a cup of tea.

And I saw you kids dragging out a large object.

It looked awfully heavy.

- What was it? - Nothing much.

Trash, I don't remember.

A lot of that around here.

Trash.

And thank you again for the brownies.

I'll get the plate back, Mrs. Steiner.

You kids sure are acting strange.

Good night, Mrs. Steiner.

Thanks so much.

Bye.

Good night.

Bye-bye.

Oh, shit.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God! - Shoulder!

God damn it.

This is very not good.

So what the fuck do we do now?

Shut up.

We'll kill her.

- What? - What?

Yes! We'll kill her!

Jesus Christ, Violet.

Have you gone completely insane?

Oh, my God.

We'll make it look like an accident.

She's really, really old.

I mean, how hard could it be?

Violet, honey, I think... No!

Jerry, does her apartment have a balcony?

Violet!

We're not gonna kill her.

Just let it go, okay?

Let's just... Let's... let's just take it down a notch, okay?

How much does the old lady know?

Nothing.

Right?

How much has she seen?

Nothing.

She did look a little suspicious.

Emma, she's an old lady.

She wakes up.

She sees us going down the staircase with

something wrapped up in bubble wrap.

It's heavy.

Think she's gonna think it's a corpse?

A rug, maybe.

A piece of antique furniture.

Not a dead body.

He's moving out.

It makes sense.

We were hauling something down the stairs.

You guys are all fucking nuts.

Hey! Hey!

You don't know this woman.

She's got an overactive imagination.

Well, then she probably thinks she sees people

carrying corpses every day, Jared.

Who the hell's gonna believe her?

Exactly. Thank you.

Do you really think she went to Trisha Nixon's wedding?

Now, that's what I'm talking about.

You need to get a little sleep, honey.

We all need to get a little sleep, okay?

Today never happened.

- Okay. - Fine.

Right?

Right, Violet?

Mm-hmm.

Right?

Now, can you give me a ride home?

I've got a shitload of papers to grade.

Can you guys help me with this?

Wait, you can't drop me off.

[tense music]

[music continues]

[music intensifies]

[music continues]

[cars whoosh by]

[knocking]

Oh, hello, Mrs. Steiner.

I'm Violet Madison.

You might recognize me.

I'm Jared's friend.

Oh, yes, of course.

Well, um, I just wanted to come by

and apologize for disturbing you the other night.

I'm a private person myself, and I know

how it can be to have inconsiderate neighbors.

Really?

Well, that's very nice of you.

Wow, I am parched.

Oh.

Would you like to get... Oh, yes, that would be lovely.

I hope you like Earl Grey.

I can't get enough of it.

[church bells]

Are you cold?

Um... You wouldn't have any... Any...

Any honey, would you?

You're stupid, aren't I?

I'll be right back.

[ominous music]

It's just on the top shelf.

[crashing sound]

- Oh, my... - Oh, my God.

I'm so lightheaded.

Here's your honey.

But I didn't want that much sugar.

[tires screeching]

I did not kill her.

I did not kill her.

No.

Of course, I did go in there to kill her.

She just keeled over right in front of me.

Maybe she just had a crazy heart attack or something.

Crazy.

Fuck you, cocksucker.

You don't know how to fuck with me.

Okay, well, that's fine.

Oh, my God.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

That was good.

Why'd you stop?

Oh, wait a minute.

Come on.

You pay for it?

No, I don't think so.

Can I get another one?

Shut up.

Whatever.

Bye.

Evening, Ms. Madison.

Is there a call?

You day at the office?

Got a promotion or something?

I guess so.

He's ridiculous.

Okay.

Salt?

No, thank you.

Petrel?

She's dead.

Um, what?

Who's dead?

She knew too much.

She would have ruined everything.

Well, you didn't.

Oh, my God.

Just tell me she's not in your trunk.

She's face down in her living room.

You did not kill my neighbor.

Now, sure, I went there to kill her, but I did not in any way harm

that sweet old lady.

What do you mean she's dead, then?

You just said you went to her house to kill her.

Well, I went there to poison her a little, but I never got to kill her.

Poison her a little?

What the fuck are you talking about, you nuts?

I told you to get some sleep.

You know what? This is not so bad.

If she's dead, then we have nothing to worry about.

- We have nothing to worry about? - Except that.

Yeah, but she was the only person to see something,

and now that she's gone, we're golden.

I'm serious.

May she rest in peace.

God bless her soul and all that stuff.

Except that.

Except what, Violet?

Except that I left the poison in her living room, in her teacup.

Can you believe it?

I don't know what's happening.

Okay, all right.

Okay, so, come on.

We have to get an ice ride and a big textbook case of temporaries.

Where's Sandy?

Do I know what she's eating today?

Do I know what she's drinking today?

[door squeaking]

See, I told you.

We never doubted you, Violet.

What did you do?

Well, she brought in some tea, and then when she went out to get me some

honey... Wait, no, no, hey.

You don't like honey.

I know.

I had to think on my feet.

Go on, Violet.

So I poured in the poison.

Boric acid?

Yes, I know.

Are you trying to get rid of roaches or something?

What are you talking about?

I mean, this stuff will make you sicker than

a dog, but I don't think it'll kill you.

Never mind, can we just get rid of this and get the hell out of here?

You didn't think she was gonna notice, Violet?

I didn't have a chance to stir it in.

It looks like fucking Mount Everest.

Let's just get rid of the cup and get the hell out of here, agreed?

No.

What about the body?

What about the body?

Well, we can't just leave her here.

- Why not? - Because it's cruel.

Oh, and pouring poison in her tea isn't?

It was boric acid.

Hey.

Can we clean up?

Jared, stealing on her hand.

I don't know if I should have taken the afternoon off.

Oh, come on.

Look, we'll just go home and get you changed, and we'll go out and have a

great time.

- Take your mind off it. - Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

There is a police car parked in front of my house.

- All right, all right. - Oh, my God.

- Just calm down. - Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God! - Violet, calm the fuck down.

Pull over to the side of the road slowly, okay?

- Okay. - Slowly.

Or not.

Look.

The police are our friends, remember?

Okay.

The police are our friends.

The police are our friends.

But you do realize the car is in front of my house?

Yes.

Let's go.

I'm not getting... I-I-I can't get out of the car.

Violet, let go.

Let go.

Emma, I'm so scared.

Look, we just need to ask a few questions.

There's no need to get nervous.

We're investigating a situation involving one of the employees.

All right?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, we need to know what time you picked up your car.

It appears your paperwork is missing.

I don't know.

Oh.

No.

You recognize this man?

No.

I'm...

Actually... Yes.

Uh, that was him.

Okay.

Uh, how did you pay him?

In cash.

Okay.

Did you notice anything...

Unusual about the way he was behaving?

Unusual?

Yeah.

No, no.

I noticed, actually, he was very, very usual.

And I, uh, picked up my car, and I left.

It was real fast.

Well, fine.

Thank you for your time.

Is there anything else we can do for you?

If we have any other questions, we'll get back to her.

Okay.

Then I'll, uh, walk you out.

Walk him out.

[indistinct voices]

Violence, sweetie.

You're going to wear a hole in the carpet.

You need to stop pacing.

You need to sit down.

Look, everything's going to be fine.

You've just got to sit tight.

Sit tight?

Are you crazy or what?

Just wait, wait for them to come and take us away?

Are you insane?

Have you gone completely fucking crazy?

Hey, hey, hey, you guys, come here, come here.

We're on TV.

What do you mean we're on the TV?

No, they found the car.

A car identified as belonging to missing police

officer Robert Porter has been found.

Abandoned here in the parking lot of Randall Park Mall.

The police department is keeping a tight lid

on the investigation of the officer's disappearance, saying

only that it could be a possible homicide.

Also, the mayor's office issued a statement calling

for swift and harsh punishment... Do you know what they do to cop killers?

What?

That's what we are.

Violet.

They give them the chair.

Would you stop with the chair stuff? You just heard what she said.

Possible homicide, possible being the operative word, Violet.

I don't want to die over this, Austin.

You know, give it a rest, okay?

There's nothing we can do now.

Oh, really? You're really one to talk, Jared, because if

you weren't gay, we wouldn't be in this situation in the first place.

This is not the time to be pointing a finger, okay?

Okay?

I'm going to go to the cops myself.

You're not going to the cops.

I'll tell them what we did.

No, you won't.

What, you're going to turn us all in, you little snitch?

Why shouldn't I?

You're not going to do that, Violet.

Guys, guys, guys, this isn't helping anybody, okay?

Stop.

Violet.

Just take this.

- No, I don't want this. - It's just Valium, okay?

It's just going to relax you a little bit, trust me.

It'll make you feel better.

Go ahead.

It's going to be okay.

Everything is going to be okay.

[tense music]

[branches rattling on glass window]

[phone ringing]

[music intensifies]

Come on.

[tires screeching]

[music intensifies]

[knocking at the door]

What are you doing here?

Sir, I came to check on Violet.

Am I with you?

Yeah, of course you are, but she's in the sunroom, listen.

Where's Violet?

She's in there too.

[tense music]

[inhales]

What did you do to her?

Nothing, Austin.

She was like this when we got here.

What did you do to her?

What the... This is my house.

Relax, man.

Fucking ass motherfucker.

Stop.

Austin, get off of him.

Let go of me.

No.

Get off of me.

Get off of me.

Emma, I'm so sorry.

Emma, are you okay?

Emma, I'm sorry.

You pussy.

Please. Come on, Austin.

Are you hurt?

Oh God, no.

Dude, move.

No, no.

[shouting]

Get up.

[thudding]

This is all she left.

Want to read it?

No, you read it.

Dear Salt Lake Metro Police Department, I, Violet

Madison, being of sound mind, declare the following.

Jared Roth killed Detective Porter in self-defense.

Austin Walker, Emma Scarlett and myself helped him dispose of the body.

And while doing so, we were forced to

kill Bubba at Frank's towing in self-defense as well.

The old lady that lives next to Jared, I did not kill.

She was old.

Please do not give them the chair.

They were my friends.

Follow me, Violet Madison.

What are you doing?

We have to write a new note.

Jared.

Could you put the doll away?

[tense music]

[thunder clapping]

Well, that was it.

Violet was gone.

None of them could believe it.

Her parents, well, they don't even have a funeral.

So, Jared leaves the following week for D

.C. And Emma, well, Emma scrapes together enough

money to make it out to Los Angeles.

Austin, Austin stays in Salt Lake.

As you might imagine, it was quite an uncomfortable parting for all three.

[intense music]

Wait.

Hi.

Hi.

So, are you a model or an actress?

No, I'm a singer.

- A singer? - Yes.

That's great.

So, how long are you going to be in town for?

I live here, actually.

- Really? - Uh huh.

Well, I know this great little place in Santa Monica.

Are you asking me?

Yeah, I guess I am.

I would, but my boyfriend is flying in this weekend.

So, maybe I can't.

But thank you.

You're very cute.

Thanks.

[tense music]

[rapid knocking]

[shouting]

Hey, you.

Wildflowers.

My favorite.

Come on in.

We need some more.

How you been?

- Okay. - God, your hair looks great.

- You think? - Yeah, it does.

I don't know. I don't think so.

I like it.

Hey, you been smoking dope?

Yeah.

Can you bring me that vase that's right on the table out there?

Yeah.

Thank you.

So, how'd it go?

Um, you know.

It was work.

Those lawyers sure know how to throw a conference.

But it's over.

I don't leave until 7 o'clock, so I'm yours for the afternoon.

Well, I hope the feds gave you a

decent expense account, so I could use some money and find you.

Hey, wait. No, no. There's a card.

Oh, right.

It's this way.

I got some good news.

Um, one of the guys I talked to at the seminar today told me there might

be an opening at the DA's office right here.

Really?

Wow.

Yeah.

Yeah, wouldn't that be great?

Yeah.

But what about Washington?

I mean, I thought you left it there.

So what? You know, I mean, we'd be together. That's what we want, isn't it?

Yes.

I'm just kind of tired of being apart.

I know, Jack. Me too.

Um, Emma, can I be honest with you here?

Sure.

Um, I'm not exactly getting the response I was hoping for.

Jerry, honey.

Look, maybe what we have to do is just, um,

just give us a little more time, you know?

Think about it.

Look, who knows?

Maybe I will become an overnight success.

My music career will take off and make a shitload of money.

We can buy a big house in Virginia and you can get driven to work every

day.

Sound good?

Where do you want to go eat?

Oh, there is this great new restaurant on

Melrose that I've been dying to go to.

Okay. Is it expensive?

Very.

Can't you stay for good this time?

I told you, Emma, I can't do that.

I've got to stay for the whole school year.

I'm never going to get another teaching job.

Listen, you lied to me.

What do you mean?

You told me I was teacher's pet.

But you are.

You lied.

I love it.

I'm going to go take a quick shower.

You want to join?

No, if I join, it won't be a quick shower.

Good point.

Then will you make yourself useful and order a pizza?

Mm-hmm.

Number two on the speed dial.

Um, what do you want on it?

Anything but anchovies.

[tense music]

[tense music continues]

[music continues]

So how do I look?

Uh, clean.

Is that the best you can do?

Look, pizza.

That was fast.

Jared.

They canceled the flight.

Dallas was all fogged in.

I did not want to swim in the middle of the train, Jip.

Jared.

Hi.

Hey.

Um, Jared, I thought you were bringing your boyfriend this time.

Uh, um, yeah, I was.

But, uh, he got hung up.

Something came up at the last minute.

Oh, that's too bad.

I really would have liked to have met him.

Yeah, me too.

How you been?

Didn't know I was coming, did you?

I didn't know you'd be here, no.

Yeah, hate to fucking run.

[door slamming]

Did I tell you Austin was visiting?

No.

He is.

So, she was two-timing Austin with Jared?

Well, yes, but, I mean, see, Emma and

Austin, they'd had a relationship for well over a year.

The only reason they hadn't told Jared or

Violet was, well, they were very close friends, obviously, right?

Right? I mean, they weren't sure how they were reacting.

Oh, yeah.

Actually, it's a little more complicated than that.

See, the whole thing started with Emma.

She found herself in a little bit of

trouble with a particular narcotics detective.

Now, she doesn't want Austin to know about

her past, so she turns to the one

person she knows would do anything for her.

Jared.

Open up!

I know you're in there, Emma!

What the fuck?

Jared, don't answer the door.

It's like two in the morning.

Jared.

Open the fucking door!

Hey, man, who the fuck are you?

I'm out of here, little man!

Hey, hey, hey! What was that?

I know you're in here, you fucking bitch!

I followed you here!

Jesus Christ!

Who the fuck are you, Emma?

Call the police!

I am the police.

Get your fucking ass out of here, Emma!

All right, fine.

I'll beat the shit out of your little pants-ass boyfriend.

Where is he?

Please stop!

Oh, please stop!

Please, please, please!

Please, please, please stop!

Stop!

Where is she?

Stop it!

Stop!

Where is she?

I'm right here, babe.

[crying out]

What are you gonna do with that, sugar?

Watch.

[thud]

[uptempo music]

Fuck!

[bat thuds again]

[thudding continues]

Emma, stop!

Stop! Stop! Stop! He's dead! Put the bat down!

Oh, my God!

I just wanted to make sure.

Jesus Christ, Emma!

What is going on here?

He wouldn't leave me alone.

He kept calling me and hitting me.

Who the fuck is this guy?

He's just someone I used to date.

Oh, God!

Why didn't you ever tell me about it?

I don't know.

I just...

I just kept thinking that he would go away, but... But he never did.

Jared, I'm sorry.

I know I should have told you.

Do you realize what you've just done?

Yeah.

I saved your life.

Now what?

Everything was going just as Emma had planned it.

I'm not going to tell Austin that I'm gay.

Look, Jared, your shoulder's all messed up.

I can't move alone.

There's really no other choice.

Well, how about if we put some of my clothes on him?

Damn it, there's so much blood.

He's a little bit bigger than you, Jared.

Well, why can't we go out and buy some other clothes?

It's 2 a.m., Jared.

Okay, what if we said that he came over here... Ow!

And he tried to rape you?

That would be a little odd, seeing as

this is your apartment and all, right?

Okay.

But I could say that I loaned you my apartment for the year.

Jared, listen to me.

Ow!

Look at me.

This is a really big fucking mess.

Everything is at stake here, do you hear me?

Everything.

Our lives, your career.

Listen to me.

You are Austin's best friend.

I'll do this for you.

He's not going to do it for me.

Look, Jared, listen to me.

Just make what we say.

[dramatic music]

There's no other choice, Jared.

You have to do this.

Please.

So, Jared and Emma do what anyone would do in their position.

They turn to their friends for help.

That's it?

No.

There's one more thing.

Now, you remember when Austin and Jared went to dump Porter's car?

Well, there was a little something Jared found on the seat.

A videotape.

Jared left for Washington.

He took the tape with him.

But he held on to it for a couple of weeks before he had it transferred.

I guess he was probably too scared to find out what might be on it.

But finally, curiosity got the best of him.

The tape was evidence in a narcotics sting.

Detective Porter was using it to blackmail Emma,

who had gotten involved in order to make

some quick cash to get out of Salt Lake.

And as it turned out, Emma had known

Bubba all along, and with him had planned to extort money from Violet.

But what she hadn't counted on was Bubba's early demise.

[loud bang]

All that shit was a lie!

All that shit, everything!

You fucking used me!

No, I didn't!

Yes, you fucking did!

You used everyone!

Everyone! And don't think I didn't know you got around.

I knew. Everyone fucking knew.

But I was the stupid one who thought that I could fix you.

You thought that I could change you.

You don't understand!

I think I do!

No, you don't!

You don't know what that cop was making me do!

He was forcing me to do this!

And no fucking choice!

You didn't have a choice!

You didn't have a fucking choice!

I didn't have a fucking choice!

I killed for you!

I killed for you!

And it was all part of your fucking plan, wasn't it?

All part of the plan.

God damn it.

You knew.

No, the whole fucking thing's a set-up.

The cop, Bubba, Violet's car, you told that on purpose, huh?

That's extortion!

Oh, and I guess you were really fucked when I killed Bubba, huh?

Didn't turn on that.

Please, Jared, just listen to me for one second.

Oh, shut up!

Fuck, you said you loved me.

That was a lie, wasn't it?

The only reason you told me you loved

me was so Austin wouldn't find out what a dirty little cunt he was.

No!

Jared, please, just listen to me.

[thuds]

[sobbing]

And I thought that I wasn't good enough for you.

You piece of shit!

Jared, you don't understand.

I couldn't tell you the truth.

Oh, truth?

Don't fucking talk to me about truth.

I got truth right here.

Right here!

There's enough truth on this tape to keep you away for a long fucking time.

You have to understand.

You have to understand.

You were everything to me.

You were everything, but when Austin showed up, you're...

I couldn't tell him about us.

I didn't want to blow your cover.

I wanted to kill myself, Jared, but...

the only reason why I did it was because...

I love you.

I love you so much, Jared.

[tense music]

[music continues]

I love you so much.

[thuds]

So much it hurts.

[tense music]

Who’s fucked now?

[ominous music]

[drawers slamming]

[tense music continues]

Hi, Austin.

Hi, where are you?

Can we talk?

No.

No, listen.

Look, I just wanted to tell you that I've taken care of everything.

And...

I just wanted to let you know that...

Yeah.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Austin, you know you're all that's ever mattered to me.

Could you just meet me for a drink, please?

Yeah, now. Now.

No, I'll explain everything when I see you, okay?

Austin, could you just please give me one more chance?

I just can't hold my chair.

It's constantly... Yeah, okay.

Remember that bar we went to last time we were here?

Okay.

Yeah, meet me there in 15 minutes.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

Okay.

It's not big enough.

[flames roar]

[tense music resumes]

[flames roaring]

[hurried footsteps]

[elevator door creaking]

[elevator whirs]

[loud thudding]

Somebody!

No!

No!

No! God, no!

No!

No!

God, no!

[tense music]

So, that's about the gypsy woman.

That's a great story.

- Really? - I'm serious, man.

That is fantastic.

And you are very talented.

I'm impressed.

- Thanks. - Really.

No. I can't wait to get my hands on that book.

It's incredible.

Well, you know what?

You've been such a good listener.

You don't have to wait.

Here you go.

- This is for you. - Are you serious?

That is very nice of you.

Could you sign that for me, please?

Oh, sure.

It'd be a pleasure.

Let's see.

So, Nick.

Yeah.

Can you ever tell me what you do for a living?

Oh, I'm a cop.

16th precinct.

Hey, Barky.

Yeah.

Really?

Yeah.

It must be exciting.

Eh, it's all right.

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