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I WANT YOU TO SUCK MY BIG DICK.

MARTY, HONEY. DINNER.

I WANT YOU TO LICK MY BALLS.

* CHECK, CHECK

* YEAH

* YO, YO, J.T. MONEY

* THROW 'EM UP, THROW 'EM UP *

* J.T. MONEY

* AIY-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* AW, YEAH, WE GOOD

* AIY-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* WHO DAT? WHO DAT? HUH?

* TRYIN' TO--IN MY-- FO' SHO' *

* AIY-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* AIY-YA-YA

* AIY-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* WHO DAT? WHO DAT? WHO DAT? *

HIS COCK...

HIS COCK WAS BEAUTIFUL.

AND HE ATE ME OUT FOR, LIKE, AN HOUR.

GOD DAMN IT, LISA, YOU KNOW,

IT'S ALL ABOUT ATTITUDE. I MEAN, IF YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN GET IT.

YOU JUST GOT TO GET YOUR FUCKING ASS ON THE BEACH...

AND WORK FOR IT.

WHATEVER.

* HI-FI SHIT, NIGGA, GET SICK WITH THIS, SAY *

* WHO DEY? WHO DAT?

* NO CHANCE, BLEW THAT

* WHEN YOU SAID THAT YOU WROTE THIS *

* HAVE RED ZONE NIGGAZ ON BLOW FOR THIS BITCH *

* DON'T YOU DENY IT, NIGGA *

* DON'T EVEN TRY IT NIGGA *

* YOU MAKIN' CLAIMS THAT YOU LAID WITH THE FLY NIGGA *

* DON'T KNOW YOUR NAME

* IT STILL REMAINS

* THAT YOU WOULD SAY

* YOU FUCKED SOLE, BABY

* EVERY TIME THEY TURN A BACK, BURN TRACKS *

EXCUSE ME, SANDWICH BOY.

AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE WEARING THOSE

CELLOPHANE GLOVES? 'CAUSE, UH...

I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHERE THOSE HANDS HAVE BEEN.

* AIY-YA-YA

* YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* WHO DAT? WHO DAT? WHO DAT? HUH? *

* WHO DAT TRYING TO GET UP IN MY CREW? *

PIGS, MAN.

MY NAME'S MARTY. WHAT'S YOURS?

JUST GIVE ME MY SUB, ASSHOLE.

ASK THE BITCHES TO MEET US, FUCKHOLE. WE'LL PARTY.

WE'RE, LIKE, UH, GOING SURFING AT 3:00.

IF YOU GUYS WANT TO MEET US UP AT NORTH BEACH.

* THIS GAME IS STILL BRINGIN' RUCKUS *

* NEVER HAD NO TIME FOR TRICKS *

MAYBE WE'LL THINK ABOUT IT.

GREAT, BABE. YOU CAN BE MY DATE.

MY FRIEND HERE WILL TAKE THAT ONE.

HEY, FUCK YOU, MAN.

* OR EITHER PAID YOUR DUES

* THEN THESE HOES GOIN' CRAZY 'BOUT J, BABY *

* THE WAY YOU SHOW ME YOUR LOVE *

* IS BY THE WAY YOU PAY ME *

* THE GAME ROOM BEEN CLOSED, SO STAY UP OUT OF MINE *

* JUST KNOW I KEEP NIGGAZ UP AND KRUNK *

* LIKE BATTLE LINES

* MOTHERFUCKERS BE ALL UP IN A NIGGA BIZ *

THOSE GUYS WERE FINE.

HE WAS MAKING FUN OF ME.

NO SHIT, LISA. HE WAS JUST BEING AN ASSHOLE.

GUYS ARE LIKE THAT.

BUT THE OTHER ONE, THE SHORTER ONE--

THE CUTE ONE.

YEAH, MARTY. HE STILL ACTED LIKE

HE KIND OF WANTED TO MEET YOU.

MEET YOU, YOU MEAN.

NO, HIS BUDDY'S ALREADY GOT DIBS ON ME.

HIS BUDDY'S THE BOSS.

I'VE NEVER BEEN AROUND A GUY WHO'S THAT MUCH OF A HUNK.

AW...

* YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* WHO DAT? WHO DAT?

* WHO DAT? HUH?

* WHO DAT TRYING TO GET UP IN MY CREW? *

* AIY-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* AIY-YA-YA

* YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

CUTE BUTT.

YEAH.

HE'S SWEET.

THE OTHER ONE'S AN ASSHOLE.

* WE RUNNIN' GAME, NIGGA

* YOU WANNA BANG, NIGGA?

* IT AIN'T NO THANG, NIGGA

* WE OUT TO CHANGE, NIGGA

* WE RUNNIN' GAME, NIGGA

* YOU WANNA BANG, NIGGA?

* IT AIN'T NO THANG, NIGGA

* A-IGHT?

* AIY-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA

* AIY-YA-YA

Y'ALL WANT TO GO TO A PARTY?

SURE.

* CIGARETTES, HEROIN

YOU'RE A PRETTY HOT SURFER, MARTY.

THANKS.

YOU COULD, LIKE, GO PRO.

WHAT FUCKING PLANET ARE YOU LIVING ON?

EARTH, FUCKER.

COMPARED TO YOU, HE'S FUCKING KOBE BRYANT.

* UPPERS, DOWNERS, METHAMPHETAMINES *

* SHERM STICKS GET ME TO FLOATING *

* I'M A-BALANCE THE MOTION

* I KEEP TOKING, KEEP LOCCING *

* KEEP SMOKING AND CHOKING *

* KEEP TOOTING, KEEP AIMING

* PARANOID REBOOTING

* KEEP SETTING, GETTING PREPARED *

Marty: SO, WHAT DO YOU GUYS WANT?

GO GET A BOTTLE OF TEQUILA.

CAN YOU GIVE ME SOME MONEY, DUDE? I ONLY GOT, LIKE, 6 BUCKS TO MY NAME.

WHAT'S THAT, BOY? WAS THAT "YES, SIR, BOSS.

I WILL BUY THAT BOOZE FOR YOU NOW, BOSS?"

WHAT I THOUGHT, BITCH.

* PREPARE FOR THE BRUSH FIRE *

* GET HIGH, AND HIGH, AND HIGH *

* AND MORE AND MORE HIGH

YOU AN ASSHOLE.

OOH, BABY, YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE.

COME ON UP HERE.

I'M STARTING TO DIG YOU A LITTLE BIT.

* I POP PILLS, GET BACK IN THE MOOD TO KILL *

* GETTIN' ILLER THAN ILL

* GETTIN' REALER THAN REAL

* WHAT ABOUT YOU? YOU KNOW THE DRUGS *

DAMN, BABY.

* I LOVE YOU

* YOU MY THUG ASS BITCH

* I LOVE YOU, BITCH

* YOU WANT THAT, BITCH?

* YOU GOT MONEY AND I FEEL YOU, BITCH *

* 'CAUSE YOU MY FREAKY BITCH *

* I LOVES YOU, BITCH, YOU WARM-ASS BITCH *

WELCOME TO THE PARTY, BITCH.

FUCK.

Marty: TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF. COME ON, BABY.

YOU'RE FUCKING BEAUTIFUL.

WAIT. BACK UP.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

YEAH?

[GASPING]

GOOD MORNING.

I GOT A NEW BOYFRIEND, MA.

A NEW WHAT?

A NEW BOYFRIEND.

A BOYFRIEND?

WHAT KIND?

A HUNK.

REALLY?

YEAH. YOU GOTTA MEET HIM.

[LOUD, POUNDING MUSIC]

[MEN CHEERING]

I HEAR YOUR CUTE FRIEND GIVES GOOD PHONE.

MARTY'S THE BEST.

HE'LL MAKE YOU COME IN 2 MINUTES.

CAN I CALL HIM?

NO, HE'LL CALL YOU.

LIVES WITH HIS PARENTS, YOU KNOW?

OK, LOOK. RIGHT NOW.

HUNDRED BUCKS IF HE GETS ON THE STAGE AND DANCES.

I HOPE YOU KNOW YOU'RE GETTING UP THERE.

NO WAY, MAN. NO WAY, MAN.

COME ON, MARTY, 100 BUCKS IS 100 BUCKS.

DUDE, I CAN MAKE THE MONEY, LIKE, SOMEWHERE ELSE. PLEASE.

MARTY, GET THE FUCK UP THERE RIGHT NOW. IT'S $100. GO.

GET UP THERE.

MAKE 'EM PROUD.

HA HA HA HA!

160, 180, 200.

PLUS WHAT YOU GOT. THAT'S 300.

WHAT'S THE MATTER, MAN?

YOU ENJOYED THAT BACK THERE, DIDN'T YOU?

HELL, NO, DUDE. I'M NOT QUEER, LIKE THOSE GUYS.

HEY, BULLSHIT.

BULLSHIT. I THINK YOU LIKE DICK.

YOU AIN'T GOT TO LIE TO ME, BOY. I KNOW YOU LIKE DICK.

FUCK YOU.

YO, LOOK OUT!

FUCK, MAN!

OH, YOU FUCK! YOU FUCKED UP MY FUCKING CAR!

FUCK!

DUDE, WATCH THE FUCK OUT, MAN!

YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME FUCKIN' WRECK!

YOU STUPID FUCK!

UNH! OH, FUCK!

YOU PIECE OF SHIT!

MOTHERFUCKER!

FUCK THIS GOD DAMN SHIT!

MARTY!

HEY! IN THE CAR!

FUCK YOU, MAN!

I'M SORRY, MAN. LET'S--LET'S JUST GO.

LET'S GO. I'M SORRY.

GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME, BOBBY.

I'M REALLY SORRY.

YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND.

OK?

COMING INSIDE OR WHAT, LISA?

NO, I'M WAITING FOR MY NEW BOYFRIEND.

YOU'VE MET MARTY, HAVEN'T YOU, CLAUDE?

UH, NO, KNOW. I DON'T THINK SO.

IS HE CUTE?

HE'S A HUNK.

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

[HEAVY BREATHING]

AAH! WHAT THE FUCK?!

I'M NEXT.

LOVERBUG?

OH, MY GOD.

CAN WE MOVE?

HAVEN'T WE ALREADY DISCUSSED THIS?

WELL, CAN I HAVE A CAR, THEN?

WHY CAN'T WE JUST MOVE OUT OF THIS DUMB NEIGHBORHOOD?

MARTY...

WE CAN'T JUST QUIT OUR JOBS AND LEAVE

BECAUSE OUR SON'S HAVING PROBLEMS.

FINE.

FUCK IT! OH!

[DOOR BELL RINGS]

AHEM!

THOUGHT MAYBE WE COULD HANG TODAY.

MY COUSIN GAVE ME SOME WEED.

THAT'S COOL.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

OHH!

MMM.

[WHISPERS] Oh, shit.

FIRST TIME I EVER SMOKED WEED...

WAS IN, LIKE, THE EIGHTH GRADE.

AND I KNEW A LOT OF OTHER KIDS WHO HAD BEEN DOING IT AND SHIT.

BUT I WAS ALWAYS AFRAID TO,

'CAUSE I WAS RAISED, LIKE, REAL STRICT CATHOLIC.

I WAS TAUGHT THAT THE WORST THING YOU COULD DO IN LIFE

WOULD BE TO MAKE YOUR MOTHER CRY.

AND SHE ALWAYS TOLD ME IF SHE CAUGHT ME MESSING WITH DOPE,

IT WOULD, LIKE, KILL HER.

BUT BOBBY WAS ALWAYS BUGGING ME ABOUT IT. YOU KNOW?

IT WAS SO FUCKING IMPORTANT TO HIM.

IT'S LIKE, IF HE DID IT, I HAD TO DO IT.

SO, ONE DAY...

WE WERE AT THE BUS STOP WAITING FOR THE BUS,

AND I SMOKED SOME WITH BOBBY.

AND HE TOLD ME THE SHIT WAS, LIKE, WEAK.

THAT I'D, LIKE, BARELY EVEN FEEL IT.

HE MUST HAVE FUCKING DUSTED THAT SHIT OR SOMETHING, MAN,

'CAUSE THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD, LIKE, WARPED AROUND ME, MAN.

I HAD NO IDEA HOW TO HANDLE IT.

IT WAS LIKE THE ONLY THING I COULD THINK TO DO WAS, LIKE, RUN.

I TAKE OFF, AND BOBBY'S RUNNING BEHIND ME,

LAUGHING LIKE CRAZY.

AND I GET HOME, AND I GET IN MY BED, AND I, LIKE,

PULL THE COVERS OVER MY HEAD, AND...

LIKE, BURY MYSELF UNDER A PILLOW.

AND I WAS SO FUCKING SCARED, MAN.

AND, UH...

BOBBY YANKS THE COVERS OFF ME.

YOU KNOW WHAT I DID?

NO.

YOU KNOW WHAT I DID?

WHAT, BABY?

I FUCKING PISSED ALL OVER MYSELF.

I LOVE YOU, MARTY.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, I CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU.

AND I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU.

HI, LISA.

WHAT'S UP?

[LAUGHS] OH, MY--WHEN?

WHOSE IS IT?

IT'S MARTY'S.

NO SHIT? COULDN'T IT BE BOBBY'S?

I MEAN, HAVEN'T YOU FUCKED THEM BOTH?

NO, IT'S MARTY'S.

SHE SAYS IT LIKE SHE ACTUALLY KNOWS.

Boy: WATCH THIS SHIT. IT'S SO UNBELIEVABLE, MAN.

WATCH WHAT HE DOES.

Second BOY: HOLY SHIT!

WATCH. HE'S NOT DONE.

EAT IT. EAT HIS HEART, DEREK.

HEY, ASSHOLE, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EAT HIS HEART. ALL RIGHT? NOBODY DOES.

Second boy: I KNOW WHO YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS.

DEREK...DEREK, I NEED A RIDE.

SHIT, LISA, CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUSY HERE?

I NEED A RIDE OVER TO MARTY'S.

GOD DAMN.

BITCH!

OK, LET'S GO, CUZ.

DIRTY HO. SHE'S MINE. I'LL BEAT YOU, BITCH.

I NEED TO TALK TO YOU.

LATER. I'M BUSY.

NOW.

WHAT?

HEY, DUDE. WHAT'S HAPPENING?

NOTHING.

COME ON IN. LET ME SHOW YOU

WHAT ME AND THE MARTY MAN ARE WORKING ON.

IT'S DEFINITELY COOL.

COME HERE, MAN.

TAKE A LOOK AT THIS.

PICKED UP THIS GUY FROM THE COPA.

GOT HIM TO DO ALL THIS FUCKED-UP SHIT.

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU GOT A GUY TO DO THIS.

YEAH, IT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING. RIGHT?

THAT'S NASTY, DUDE. YOU AND MARTY DID THIS?

YEAH, WE'RE GONNA SELL THIS TO PORNO SHOPS.

MEN WILL PAY TOP DOLLAR FOR THIS.

THIS IS GROSS, DUDE. I'M GONNA WAIT OUTSIDE.

YOU DON'T LIKE OUR FUCKING TAPE?

NO, IT'S GROSS SHIT, MAN, ALL RIGHT?

I DON'T LIKE IT AT ALL. ALL RIGHT?

AT ALL. I'M GONNA WAIT OUTSIDE.

UH, OK.

Bobby: [ON TAPE] TURN THIS WAY.

AAH!

I AIN'T READY TO BE NO FUCKIN' DAD, LISA.

[CRYING] LET GO OF ME, MARTY. PLEASE.

YOU'RE GONNA GET THE GOD DAMN MONEY.

YOU'RE GET FUCKING FIXED! DO YOU HEAR ME?

YOU HEAR ME, GOD DAMN IT?!

DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME?! HUH?!

YOU'RE HURTING ME! ANSWER ME, GOD DAMN IT!

LET GO, ASSHOLE!

HEY, MAN, WE'RE JUST MESSING AROUND.

DOES THIS LOOK LIKE MESSING AROUND?!

DOES THIS FUCKING LOOK LIKE JUST MESSING AROUND, YOU ASSHOLE?!

I'M SORRY.

JESUS CHRIST, YOU CALL THIS MESSING AROUND? LOOK!

DUDE, I SAID I WAS FUCKING SORRY!

FUCK YOU! MOTHERFUCKER!

FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!

BRING IT, MOTHERFUCKER! BRING IT, MOTHERFUCKER!

FUCK, MOTHERFUCKER! BRING IT!

WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH YOU, MAN?

FUCK OFF.

[DOOR SLAMS]

SHE'S FUCKING PREGNANT, MAN.

SHE'S FUCKING PREGNANT!

IT'S JUST FUCKING...

THAT LITTLE MOTHERFUCKER.

I'M SENDING MY GOD DAMN BROTHER OVER THERE,

AND HE'S GONNA BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM,

AND I MEAN BEAT THE LIVING SHIT--

NO, MOM. PLEASE. I LOVE MARTY.

I LOVE HIM MORE THAN ANYTHING.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH YOU.

MAYBE I DON'T WANNA KNOW.

JUST PLEASE, MA, DON'T GET MARTY HURT.

FINE.

YOU NEED A BATH, YOUNG LADY.

CLEAN YOURSELF UP.

IT'S BOBBY.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

OH, FUCK.

I PAGED MY DEALER.

IT'S MY DEALER.

HELLO?

WHERE YOU BEEN, BITCH? I BEEN CALLING YOU FOREVER.

I BEEN HANGING OUT WITH THIS GUY, DONNY,

WHO IS TOTALLY HOT.

YOU STILL FUCKING THAT SURFER BABE?

DUDE, I HEARD YOU'RE FUCKING PREGNANT.

YEAH, AND WE'RE, LIKE, TOTALLY HAPPY.

AND GUESS WHAT? HIS FRIEND BOBBY IS SO HOT FOR YOU.

HE WANTS YOU TO COME DOWN AND, LIKE, EXPERIMENT AND SHIT.

HE'S INTO SOME SPOOKY SHIT EVEN YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE.

REALLY?

I'LL SEE.

Ali: IS BOBBY NICE? I MEAN, LIKE, CAN HE BE?

I DON'T KNOW. YOU MET HIM.

HE WAS AN ASSHOLE WHEN I MET HIM.

BOBBY AND I HAVE BEEN FRIENDS SINCE WE WERE,

LIKE, ALMOST BORN AND SHIT, MAN.

THEN HE MUST BE NICE.

YEAH. I GUESS.

HAVEN'T SEEN YOUR FRIEND LATELY.

I SAID, I HAVEN'T SEEN MARTY LATELY.

THAT'S GOOD.

HE'S PROBABLY TOO BUSY WITH HIS SURFING.

A GAME THAT CHILDREN PLAY AT THE BEACH.

IT'S A WAY OF LIFE.

REALLY? YOUR FRIEND MARTY TELL YOU THAT?

WHAT KIND OF LIFE IS...

SPLASHING AROUND IN THE WAVES AND SAYING, "WHEE!"

SIR, MAY I BE EXCUSED?

NO.

SON, YOU ARE SMART,

YOU HAVE AMBITION, YOU HAVE PRESENCE.

YOUR FRIEND MARTY

IS LEADING A LIFE OF COMPLETE AIMLESSNESS.

YOU KNOW, I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT KID.

HE USED TO BE A GOOD KID.

HE'S GOT NO AMBITION, NO FIRE IN HIS GUT, NOTHING.

I DON'T WANT YOU SPENDING SO MUCH TIME WITH HIM.

I WILL MOVE THIS FAMILY FAR AWAY FROM HERE

BEFORE I SEE YOU WASTE YOUR LIFE AWAY.

IS THAT UNDERSTOOD? YES, SIR.

I BOOKED A PIANO LESSON FOR YOU THURSDAY.

DOES THAT FIT INTO YOUR SCHEDULE?

IT'S GOOD.

* NOWADAYS EVERYBODY WANNA TALK *

* LIKE THEY GOT SOMETHIN' TO SAY *

* BUT NOTHIN' COMES OUT WHEN THEY MOVE THEIR LIPS *

* MOTHERFUCKERS ARE ACT-- *

* BUT YOU FORGOT ABOUT MARTY *

TV: * SO WHAT DO YOU SAY TO SOMEBODY YOU HATE *

* OR ANYONE TRYIN' TO BRING TROUBLE YOUR WAY? *

* WANNA RESOLVE THINGS IN A BLOODIER WAY *

* THEN JUST STUDY A TAPE OF N.W.A. *

* ONE DAY--

YOU REMIND ME OF MY EX-HUSBAND.

YOU'RE MARRIED?

WAS MARRIED, LIKE, FOR 3 MONTHS.

YOU GOT ANY KIDS?

A LITTLE BOY, BUT IT'S NO BIG DEAL.

MY PARENTS TAKE CARE OF HIM.

OH, THAT'S COOL.

YEAH, I'M GOING TO COLLEGE SOON.

REALLY?

YEAH. I'VE GOT, LIKE, 4 CREDITS TILL I GRADUATE.

I'VE GOT, LIKE, A "B" AVERAGE.

NO SHIT?

TV: [RAP SONG PLAYS]

* MOTHERFUCK THE POLICE *

TV: * TAKE WITH A DOPE BEAT *

THAT ALWAYS PISSES ME OFF, MAN.

THEY ALWAYS TAKE THE MOTHERFUCKING GOOD WORDS

OFF THE FUCKING VIDEOS, MAN.

SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO AFTER COLLEGE?

I DON'T KNOW. ME AND MY DAD MIGHT GO

INTO THIS BUSINESS TOGETHER.

LIKE ONE OF THE WINDOW TINT

AND SOUND SYSTEM PLACES.

OH, YEAH, THOSE ARE COOL.

SO YOU'D HAVE YOUR OWN ONE.

YEAH, HE COULD SET ME UP IN ONE.

YOU KNOW, HE'S ALWAYS ON ME ABOUT IT. YOU KNOW?

THAT'S COOL. I MEAN, YOU KNOW,

LIKE, HE WANTS TO HELP AND SHIT.

YEAH.

YEAH, MY DAD'S PRETTY COOL.

OH.

WATCH THIS.

OH, THAT SHIT'S GROSS.

OH, COME ON.

YOU KNOW THAT TURNS YOU ON.

NO, IT'S JUST GROSS.

YOU CAN TELL YOUR DADDY.

YOU WATCH IT. WATCH IT.

NO, IT DOESN'T. IT'S GROSS.

COME ON, JUST WATCH IT.

GET OFF ME.

WATCH IT. OH, COME ON, WATCH IT.

NO!

WATCH IT. NO.

UHH!

UHH!

WANT TO GET FUCKED?

FUCK YOU.

WANT TO GET FUCKED?

FUCK YOU!

[LAUGHS] FUCK YOU!

SAY I'M THE BEST YOU EVER HAD. FUCK YOU!

SAY I'M THE BEST YOU EVER HAD!

FUCK YOU!

FUCKING SAY IT! OHH!

FUCK YOU.

FUCKING SAY IT! FUCK YOU.

SAY IT!

AAH! AAH!

FUCKING LIKE THAT?

HUH?!

SAY IT.

SAY...SAY I'M THE BEST.

SAY--

SAY IT, SAY IT. THE BEST I EVER HAD!

SAY IT LOUDER!

YOU'RE THE BEST I EVER HAD.

SAY IT LOUDER!

YOU'RE THE BEST I EVER HAD.

UHH!

SO, HOW WAS IT?

I TOLD YOU HE'S A STUD, HUH?

YEAH, MORE LIKE A GOD DAMN QUEER.

THE FUCKER JUST RAPED ME.

SHIT, ALI, MAKE UP YOUR FUCKING MIND.

I MEAN, I TOLD YOU HE WAS KINKY.

[RAP SONG ON TV]

HI, MR. KENT.

WHERE'S MY SON?

GOD DAMN IT.

PROBABLY SHOWED HER THAT QUEER SHIT.

I TOLD YOU NOT TO HANG OUT WITH HIM

AND I MEANT IT.

I'M THINKING ABOUT SELLING THE HOUSE.

NO, PLEASE, DAD.

I WON'T HANG OUT WITH MARTY ANYMORE, I PROMISE.

CAN'T YOU SEE HE'S DRAGGING YOU DOWN?

YES. DAD, YES, I DO. I--

I PROMISE I WON'T HANG OUT WITH HIM.

JUST GIVE ME ONE MORE CHANCE--

HE DIDN'T EVEN FINISH HIGH SCHOOL.

I KNOW, HE'S A LOSER.

I KNOW THAT. I SEE THAT.

THEY CAME OVER TO SAY HELLO

AND THAT'S IT, I SWEAR.

DAD.

HEY, BOB, YOU KNOW, UH...

I SAW A STEREO PLACE FOR SALE ON THE WAY HOME TODAY.

IT WAS JUST LIKE THE ONE YOU AND I TALKED ABOUT

ONLY--ONLY IT DIDN'T HAVE THE WINDOW TINTING.

BOBBY, YOU CAN DO IT.

YOU CAN DO IT, BOB, I KNOW YOU CAN.

I CAN HELP YOU. I'LL GET YOU ALL SET UP.

BOBBY, IT'S THE BEST FUTURE

YOU CAN HAVE IN THIS COUNTRY.

TO BE YOUR OWN MASTER.

IF I DO THIS FOR YOU,

CAN WE HIRE MARTY?

WOW, YOU'RE REALLY GOOD.

WHERE YOU FROM?

MICHIGAN.

WELL, I USED TO BE A LOT BETTER WHEN I WAS COMPETING.

WHY'D YOU STOP?

I DON'T KNOW.

YOU BE GOOD, LITTLE MAN, ALL RIGHT?

ALL RIGHT. SEE YA.

[SIGHS]

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?

I WANT TO ASK YOU SOMETHING, MARTY.

WHY DO YOU LET BOBBY TREAT YOU THE WAY HE DOES?

WHAT?

WHY DO YOU LET BOBBY TREAT YOU LIKE HE DOES?

HIT YOU AND STUFF AND MAKE FUN OF YOU?

HE DISSES YOU RIGHT TO YOUR FACE

IN FRONT OF EVERYONE.

DEREK THINKS YOU GUYS ARE QUEER FOR EACH OTHER.

YEAH, WELL, DEREK'S AN ASSHOLE.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

I LOVE YOU.

SHUT UP.

I DO, I LOVE YOU AND I CARE ABOUT YOU,

AND I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU SUFFER.

I DON'T WANT TO SEE BOBBY PICKING ON YOU EVER AGAIN.

BOBBY--

WHAT?

HE'S BEEN LIKE THIS SINCE WE WERE

LITTLE FUCKING KIDS, LISA.

HE'S ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THIS.

HE'S ALWAYS JUST BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF ME

WHENEVER HE WANTED.

THERE'S NOT A GOD DAMN THING I CAN DO ABOUT IT.

I BEGGED MY FUCKING PARENTS TO MOVE.

Lisa: YOU COULD MOVE AWAY YOURSELF.

I'M NOT EVEN A FUCKING HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATE.

YEAH, I KNOW. TELL ME ABOUT IT.

SO THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO TO STOP HIM, EVER.

WE COULD KILL HIM, THAT'S ABOUT IT.

THAT'S WHAT I WAS THINKING.

WHAT?

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

BOBBY.

WHAT ABOUT BOBBY?

WHAT IF HE WAS GONE?

WHAT KIND OF WEIRD SHIT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

WHAT IF WE KILLED HIM?

ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS?

HE TREATS EVERYONE LIKE SHIT.

HE'S ALWAYS MEAN, HE'S ALWAYS CRUEL.

BEATS YOU UP.

HE'S EVEN TOO WEIRD FOR ALI

AND SHE'S INTO EVERYTHING.

HE'S THE SOURCE OF EVERYBODY'S TROUBLES, MARTY.

AND EVEN STILL, HE'S GONNA FINISH HIGH SCHOOL

AND GO TO COLLEGE AND PROBABLY GET RICH.

YEAH, AND I'M GONNA BE DELIVERING PIZZAS TO HIM IN WESTON.

HOW WOULD WE GET A GUN?

MY MA HAS ONE.

SHIT, THAT MOTHERFUCKER...

HAS FUCKING DISSED ME...

AND FUCKING TREATED ME LIKE SHIT

MY WHOLE GOD DAMN LIFE.

LET'S KILL HIM.

NO SHIT.

[CHUCKLES]

YOU ARE ONE CRAZY BITCH.

NO, I'M NOT. NO, I'M NOT. MARTY AGREES WITH ME.

THIS IS THE WAY FOR EVERYONE

TO TAKE CARE OF THEIR FUCKING PROBLEMS

BECAUSE BOBBY IS EVERYBODY'S FUCKING PROBLEM.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?

COME DOWN AND HELP US.

OH, MAN.

WELL, WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO IT WITH?

I DON'T KNOW.

A GUN OR A KNIFE OR SOMETHING, I GUESS.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

I'M JUST TALKING TO MY DOG.

ARE YOU HIGH?

NOT ENOUGH.

[CHUCKLES]

MY MOM'S IN THERE AND SHE'S LIKE--

SHE'S, LIKE, MAKING PLANS FOR MY 18th BIRTHDAY PARTY.

SHE'S GONNA HAVE, LIKE, A CAKE

AND, LIKE, A FUCKING CLOWN AND ALL THAT SHIT.

YOU KNOW, LIKE WHEN YOU WERE A KID.

I THINK SHE'S HAPPY HERE.

I THINK SHE LIKES IT A LOT BETTER THAN NEW JERSEY.

WHATEVER. LOOK, I NEED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT SOMETHING.

I'VE GOT TO GO DOWN TO FORT LAUDERDALE

TO HELP MY FRIEND LISA KILL THIS ASSHOLE NAMED BOBBY.

I LIKE IT WHEN YOU PULL MY HAIR. COOL.

SHUT UP! YOU'RE NOT GONNA KILL THIS GUY.

YEAH.

NO.

YEAH. NO.

YEAH.

WHAT, LIKE, KILL HIM?

LIKE KILL HIM IN REAL LIFE, LIKE KILL HIM?

YEAH.

LIKE KILL HIM, HE'S DEAD?

YES.

NO.

YES.

WHOA, ALI. THAT'S SOME HEAVY SHIT.

YOU WANT TO GO WITH ME?

[CHUCKLES]

I GOT SOME REALLY GOOD DOPE IN.

WELL, OK, SURE. [CELL PHONE RINGS]

HELLO? Heather: HEY.

WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, BITCH?

Heather: BACK IN REHAB. I'M KINDA MESSED UP, ALI.

TWEAK.

Ali: WELL, LISTEN, I GOTTA GO DOWN TO FORT LAUDERDALE

TO HELP MY FRIEND LISA

KILL THIS ASSHOLE NAMED BOBBY.

BUT IF WANT, I CAN COME PICK YOU UP.

UM...OK.

WHAT IF WE, LIKE, DRIVE BY HIS HOUSE

WHEN HE'S IN HIS YARD OR SOME SHIT?

SHOOT HIM DOWN.

COPS WOULD THINK IT'S A GANG THING.

SHIT, LISA, THAT'S A FUCKING GREAT IDEA.

[CAR PULLS UP]

Donny: OH! FUCK, MAN.

Radio: * SOLICITORS, UNWANTED VISITORS *

MMM, THANKS FOR GETTING ME, ALI.

WELL, I STICK WITH MY HOMIES.

IS THAT JOINT ALL YOU'RE HOLDING?

[SNIFFLES] WE GOT A GLOVE BOX FULL OF ACID.

ANY TWEAK?

HOW WAS REHAB?

[LAUGHS]

Lisa: JUST ABOUT RAPED ALI LAST TIME SHE CAME.

HE BEATS ME, HE'S RAPED ME BEFORE.

THE WORST PART IS THE WAY HE PICKS ON MARTY.

HE TREATS HIM LIKE A DOG OR A SLAVE OR SOMETHING.

PISSES ME OFF SO BAD I CAN'T STAND IT.

SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, LISA?

WE'RE GONNA KILL HIM.

THAT'S SOME HEAVY SHIT--

YEAH, IT IS.

Donny: SO HOW ARE YOU GONNA DO IT?

WELL--

HEY, WHY ARE YOU GUYS, LIKE, SO SERIOUS?

WE'RE GONNA FIX BOBBY KENT'S ASS.

Claudia: COOL.

[DRINK SPILLS]

OH, SHIT!

Donny: CAN WE GET SOME NAPKINS, PLEASE?

Claudia: YEAH, I'LL BE-- AND A STRAW.

Claudia: OK.

SO HOW ARE WE GONNA DO IT?

Lisa: I WAS THINKING WE COULD DRIVE BY HIS HOUSE,

LIKE, WHEN HE'S IN HIS YARD OR SOME SHIT,

AND SHOOT HIM DOWN.

THE COPS WILL THINK IT'S A GANG THING.

OH, NO. SOMEBODY WOULD SEE US, LIS.

YOU KNOW WHAT WE COULD DO,

WE COULD GO INTO THE GUY'S HOUSE WHILE HE'S SLEEPING

AND STAB THE FUCKER IN THE NECK.

I BROUGHT MY SURVIVAL KNIFE.

HE'S GOT A DOBERMAN.

THE BEST WAY IS JUST TO SHOOT HIM.

HOW DO WE GET A GUN?

MY MA HAS ONE.

Marty: WE CAN'T JUST BONK HIM

OVER THE HEAD AND DRAG HIM OFF SOMEWHERE.

HOW COME?

HE'S TOO STRONG.

WAIT A SECOND. HAVEN'T YOU EVER MET HIM BEFORE?

Heather: NO.

Donny: NO, ME NEITHER. WHAT'S THE GUY LIKE?

HE'S AN ASSHOLE.

[TRIGGER CLICKS]

Donny: HOLY SHIT.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT FOR?

TO KILL BOBBY KENT, DON'T YOU REMEMBER?

OH, YEAH.

HEY, WON'T THAT GET BLOOD EVERYWHERE?

YEAH, WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO PLAN WHERE WE'RE GONNA DO IT.

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

HI, KIDS.

HI, MRS. CONNELLY.

THESE ARE MY FRIENDS FROM PALM BAY.

THIS IS DONNY, AND THIS IS HEATHER.

HI, DONNY. HI, HEATHER.

HEY.

Mrs. Connelly: YOU KIDS HAVE SUPPER?

YES, MA'AM. YES.

OK.

ARE WE REALLY GONNA DO THIS?

JESUS CHRIST, ALI, CAN YOU GET THIS GUY TO SHUT UP?

OW!

SHUT UP, DONNY. YOU SHUT UP.

WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO FIGURE OUT A WAY TO GET HIM ALONE.

NO SHIT. HE'S GOTTA BE BY HIMSELF.

YEAH, IT'S SO MUCH EASIER TO KILL SOMEONE

WHEN THEY'RE BY THEMSELVES.

YEAH.

ALI, WHAT IF YOU, LIKE, OFFER TO FUCK HIM AGAIN?

WAIT A MINUTE, ISN'T THIS THE GUY WHO RAPED YOU?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, LIS, LIKE BAIT?

YEAH.

IT'S NOT ENOUGH FOR HIM TO GO.

WELL, WHAT IF I OFFERED TO LET HIM DOG OUT MY 5.0?

EXCUSE ME--

AND THEN OFFERED TO FUCK HIM AGAIN?

HE CAN DRIVE YOU OUT TO THE BARRENS

IN WESTON BY THE GLADES.

WAIT A SECOND, OK?

IF ALI'S SUPPOSED TO BE BANGING BOBBY,

THEN WHAT THE FUCK IS DONNY DOING HERE?

I MEAN, SERIOUSLY, LIKE,

THE GUY'S JUST GONNA GO AND KICK IT

WHILE, LIKE, SOMEBODY ELSE SCREWS HIS CHICK?

NOBODY'S THAT BIG OF A DWEEB.

[GIRLS LAUGHING] HE'S RIGHT.

HOLY SHIT, I COULD--

I COULD--WE COULD SAY THAT I'M HEATHER'S BOYFRIEND.

YOU KNOW?

Donny: THAT'S GOOD, RIGHT?

Marty: HEY. HEY.

WHATCHA DOIN'?

UM, HOMEWORK.

NO SHIT?

WELL, UM, I'M OVER AT LISA'S HOUSE, DUDE,

AND, UH, THAT ALI CHICK

IS DOWN HERE.

AND I THINK SHE WANTS YOU.

Bobby: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, MAN?

HOLD ON.

HEY, BOB, WHAT'S GOING ON?

Bobby: HEY.

WHAT? YOU'RE NOT PISSED OFF?

NO, I KIND OF LIKED IT, ACTUALLY.

I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT IT.

MAYBE WE CAN GET TOGETHER AGAIN.

I WAS THINKING WE COULD TAKE MY 5.0 OUT

AND GET BALLISTIC OR SOMETHING.

OK.

Marty: WHAT'S UP?

Bobby: MARTY, WHAT'S WITH THIS SHIT?

I DON'T KNOW, BRO. I GUESS SHE DIGS YOU.

GOT ME JEALOUS OVER HERE, MAN. SHE'S FUCKING FINE.

[SCOFFS]

ARE YOU THERE WITH FUCK FACE?

YEAH.

Bobby: UHH...

SICK.

OK, SO WE DO IT AND JUST ROLL THE BODY INTO THE CANAL.

THAT'S OUT BY THE GLADES, MAN.

THE FUCKING GATORS ARE GONNA EAT HIS ASS FOR LUNCH.

HERE.

WHAT ARE YOU GIVING ME THAT FOR?

YOU'RE IN THE BEST POSITION TO DO IT.

YOU FUCK HIM, THEN RIGHT WHEN HE'S GONNA COME,

YOU BLOW HIS BRAINS OUT.

OH, SHIT! MAN, THAT'S COOL.

YOU'RE THE ONE WHO WANTS HIM DEAD.

ALI, YOU SAID YOU WANTED HIM DEAD, TOO.

IT'S TOO RISKY IF I DO IT.

I'D HAVE TO FOLLOW. HE MIGHT HEAR ME COMING.

HERE, TAKE IT.

I'LL BE CLOSE BY.

YOU SHOOT HIM, WE'LL DITCH THE BODY.

ALL RIGHT, FUCK IT. LET'S GO.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[ENGINE STOPS]

HEY, BOBBY, I'M-- I'M HEATHER'S GIRL--

BOYFRIEND-- FUCK!

HEY, DON-- UH, BOBBY, I'M DONNY.

THIS IS HEATHER.

I'M HER-- I'M HER BOYFRIEND.

YEAH.

THAT'S GOOD. YEAH.

I WAS THINKING WE'D GO OUT TO WESTON

AND MESS AROUND IN THOSE NEW DEVELOPMENTS

AND DOG OUT MY 5.0 OR SOME SHIT.

I'LL GIVE THESE 2 A RIDE BACK.

Bobby: WAIT A SECOND, YOU'RE NOT COMING?

NO, MAN, I'M FUCKING WORKED.

WHAT ABOUT HER?

I'M COMING WITH YOU.

Bobby: OH, NO, MAN.

NO, I DON'T WANT YOUR BITCH COMING ALONG WITH US.

COME ON, BOBBY.

SHE'S MY HOMIE, AND I HAVEN'T SEEN HER IN A LONG TIME.

AND WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT SOME SHIT

ON THE WAY OUT ANYWAY.

WHAT?

HEY, BOBBY. UM, I'M DONNY.

THIS IS HEATHER.

I'M FUCKING HER.

OK, WHATEVER. I'M DRIVING.

[ENGINE STARTS]

GOOD-BYE, ASSHOLE.

YOU DON'T WANT TO DOG IT OUT SOME MORE?

I MEAN, IT IS A 5.0.

THIS AIN'T A 5.0, BITCH.

HOW ABOUT I DOG YOU OUT?

HUH?

WHAT THE FUCK DID WE COME ALL THE WAY OUT HERE FOR THEN?

FUCK!

HOW ABOUT YOU GIVE ME A FUCKING BLOWJOB NOW?

WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING BITCHES TALKING ABOUT?

I'M GOING FOR A WALK.

[LAUGHS]

SHIT, YOU GOT A FUCKING IRRITATING LAUGH, BITCH.

UH...UHH!

TV beauty pageant host: MISS TENNESSEE!

[APPLAUSE]

SO IS HE DEAD?

NOPE, LISA CHICKENED OUT.

THE FUCK I DID.

Donny: YO, MARTY!

FUCKING CHECK OUT MISS TEXAS, DUDE.

SHE'S SO FUCKING HOT, MAN.

YOU COULDN'T DO IT?

Lisa: NO, I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING.

ON HOMICID THEY CAN TAKE THE BULLET OUT OF THE BODY

AND TRACE IT BACK TO THE MURDER WEAPON.

IF I USE MY MOM'S GUN THEY COULD FIND OUT I DID IT.

SO THEN TOSS IT.

TOSS WHAT?

THE GUN, INTO THE OCEAN.

AND THEN THEY CAN'T TRACE THE BULLET.

I CAN'T DO THAT. IT'S MY MA'S GUN, SHE'D KILL ME.

YOU'RE BULLSHIT, TOO, BITCH.

I AM NOT. ARE SO.

YOU KNOW WHAT, I THINK YOU'RE ALL FUCKING BULLSHIT.

YOU GUYS NEED PROFESSIONAL HELP.

OH!

SHIT! [LAUGHS]

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?

I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE PROFESSIONALS.

WE ARE FUCKING PROFESSIONALS.

WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU GIVING US SHIT

WE CAN'T FUCKING USE?

[BICYCLE BELL RINGS]

WHO IS IT?

SOME GIRL NAMED ALI.

ALI?

HEY, ALI, WHAT'S UP?

SURE AS HELL DON'T SOUND LIKE A SANCTIONED HIT.

YEAH, WELL, I MEAN, YOU CAN COME OVER

AND WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT,

BUT NOTHING'S SET IN STONE, ALL RIGHT?

ALL RIGHT, COOL. [BEEP]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

[MOTOR STOPS]

Lisa: HEY, IT'S ME.

[SIGHS] WHAT DO YOU WANT, LISA?

DEREK, I NEED YOU FOR SOMETHING BIG.

Derek: MY TRUCK'S BROKE.

FUCK YOUR TRUCK. I NEED YOU.

WELL... THEN I NEED A RIDE.

[HORN HONKS]

COME ON, COME ON.

YOU IN, DUDE?

LET'S GO.

HEY. I'M HEATHER.

YOU WANT TO HIT THIS?

SO WHAT DO YOU DO, MAN?

WHAT'S YOUR THING? WHAT DO YOU DO?

I DO COMBAT.

OH, SHIT, COMBAT? DUDE, I FUCKING LOVE COMBAT!

I LIKE TO DROP ACID AND PLAY.

THAT'S COOL.

SO, UM, YOU GOT A PLACE TO PLAY AT?

YEAH, UH, DNA COMICS

ACROSS THE STREET FROM LISA'S HOUSE.

YOU GOT ANY ACID?

YEAH, I GOT SOME ACID.

OPEN. AH!

HERE YOU GO, MAN.

ALL RIGHT,

TAKE US TO DNA, HEATHER.

BLASTED. WASTED.

Together: BUSTED.

I THINK THESE GUYS HAVE BEEN EXPERIMENTING

WITH SOME CONTROLLED SUBSTANCES.

YOU AIN'T JUST WHISTLING DIXIE.

ALL RIGHT, COME ON, GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY.

YEAH, BIG FLOPPY DONKEY DICK BOY.

Video Game: CHOOSE YOUR FIGHTER.

YOU'RE MARTY, RIGHT?

YEAH.

I WATCHED YOU SURF NORTH BEACH.

NO SHIT?

I LIKE TO ROLLERBLADE DOWN THERE A LOT.

LOOK LIKE YOU GET A GOOD WORKOUT FROM ROLLERBLADING.

THANKS.

Bobby: MARTY,

BETTER GET BACK TO WORK.

I'LL BE THERE IN A MINUTE, MAN.

SO I'VE NEVER ROLLERBLADED BEFORE.

WE'LL GO SOMETIME. I'LL TEACH YOU.

HERE, LET ME GIVE YOU MY NUMBER.

PLEASE DO.

WHAT ABOUT YOUR CHICK AT HOME, MAN?

THAT FAT BITCH WITH YOUR BABY?

I MEAN, IT'S...

WELL, I GUESS I SHOULD BE GOING NOW. BYE.

UM, I WORK RIGHT HERE!

THIS IS MY LUNCH BREAK, IF YOU EVER WANNA COME VISIT ME.

WHAT A CUNT. TSK!

[GROANS FROM VIDEO GAME CHARACTERS]

Donny: FATALIZE, FATALIZE.

FATALIZE.

Boy: HE'S GONNA HURL!

Second Boy: OH, SHIT!

I GOT IT, I GOT IT.

FUCKIN' A, MAN.

YOU FUCKING--FUCKING FATALIZED THE GUY.

[MOANS AND CRIES FROM VIDEO GAME]

I MEAN, WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?

WHAT THE FUCK DOES FATALIZE MEAN? LIKE DEATH?

NO, DUDE, IT'S LIKE WORSE, DUDE.

IT'S LIKE WAY WORSE BECAUSE, LIKE,

YOU HAVE TO LIVE, MAN,

YOU HAVE TO FUCKING LIVE YOUR LIFE LIKE A FUCKING BABY.

FUCK, MAN.

SHIT.

LET'S GO HELP MY COUSIN.

YEAH, LET'S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

[HISSES]

Girls: EW! GROSS!

SORRY.

WHAT'S UP, GUYS?

SORRY.

EW! GO AWAY! GO AWAY RIGHT NOW.

GO AWAY? COME ON, BABY, GIVE ME A KISS.

NOOO! EW!

JESUS CHRIST, YOU GUYS SHOULD'VE SEEN WHAT DEREK DID.

HE TURNED THIS GUY INTO A BABY.

CLOSE YOUR MOUTH WHEN YOU EAT. JESUS!

IS THIS LIKE A JOKE OR SOMETHING?

NO, THIS ISN'T A JOKE.

I KNOW THIS GUY. HE'S IN A GANG.

A HIT MAN?

NO DOUBT.

[RAP SONG PLAYING]

[HORNS HONKS REPEATEDLY]

[HORN HONKS]

GOD DAMN IT.

[HORN BLARES]

* HELP ME MASTER THE SURF *

* I ACT LIKE A JERK BUT I'M OUTFITTED SO COOL *

I GOT IT, DAD.

JESUS, SHIT, LAY OFF THE HORN.

YOU'RE BLASTING MY WHOLE NEIGHBORHOOD.

WHAT'S UP, ALI?

NOTHING.

WE NEED TO KNOW IF YOU CAN

GET THOSE GUNS FOR US, MAN.

HEY, YOU KNOW, YOU NEED TO GIVE ME A LITTLE TIME.

YOU CAN'T JUST SNAP YOUR FINGERS AND SHIT.

GUNS ARE HARD TO COME BY.

YEAH, WELL, I CAN GET YOU SOME MONEY.

OH, YEAH? WHOSE PIGGY BANK ARE YOU GONNA ROB?

HEY, COME ON, YOU KNOW YOU CAN TRUST US.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO IT WITH A GUN FOR?

I DON'T KNOW. JUST SEEMED LIKE

THE EASY WAY TO DO IT.

YOU KNOW, I THINK YOU NEED TO CHILL OUT

AND PLAN THIS OUT A LITTLE BETTER.

NO, I WANT IT DONE NOW, GOD DAMN IT.

I WANT THE SON OF A BITCH DEAD.

I WANT HIS SORRY ASS DEAD TONIGHT.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?

ALL RIGHT, LOOK...

MAYBE I CAN HELP YOU OUT, BUT I DON'T KNOW.

YOU KNOW, FIRST, YOU GUYS NEED

TO GET SOME WEAPONS AND SHIT,

AND MAYBE YOU THINK ABOUT PLANNING THIS OUT A LITTLE BETTER.

THEN WHEN YOU GET ALL THAT DONE,

THEN YOU CAN COME SEE ME.

I HAVE A WINDOW AROUND THE REAR.

SO JUST COME BY AND RAP A LITTLE LIGHTLY, YOU KNOW?

I'LL BE THERE.

Donny: LIKE A SIGNAL RIGHT?

LIKE, UM, LIKE IN TOM SAWYER?

AND MY NORMAL SUPPLIERS,

THEY DON'T WANT TO HELP OUT WITH THIS SHIT,

SO MAYBE I'LL JUST COME AND SUPERVISE, I DON'T KNOW,

BUT EITHER WAY YOU STILL GOT A WEAPONS PROBLEM.

SWEAR TO GOD, I CAN'T WAIT TO STAB THAT MOTHERFUCKER.

SLICE HIS THROAT AND BLEED HIM LIKE A PIG.

I'M GONNA SLICE HIS GUTS OPEN,

SPILL HIS INTESTINES OUT IN THE DIRT,

AND BEAT HIM IN THE HEAD WITH A BASEBALL BAT

UNTIL HIS FUCKING EYEBALLS FALL OUT.

IF YOU WON'T DO IT, I'LL DO IT--I'LL CUT THE FUCKER FOR YOU.

I'LL DO IT, I'LL FUCKING KILL--

I'LL DO IT IF YOU WANT ME TO DO IT.

SO WEIRD. THIS SHIT'S SO WEIRD.

HEY, DEREK. HEY, AUNT MO.

YOU STILL HERE, ALI?

DON'T YOU HAVE A BABY TO TAKE CARE OF?

SHE'S ON HER WAY BACK, MOM.

SHE SHOULD GET HER STUFF AND GO, THEN.

YOU GUYS DON'T WORK,

YOU DON'T GO TO SCHOOL,

YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING.

ALL YOU DO IS LAY AROUND AND DRIVE YOUR CARS

AND EAT US OUT OF HOUSE AND HOME.

YOU KNOW HOW THAT MAKES ME FEEL?

MAD.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE GONNA DO NOW, MAN?

CALM THE FUCK DOWN.

OW, MY BUTT!

I DON'T BELIEVE IT, MAN, THIS SHIT SUCKS.

DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. WE'LL PARK AROUND THE CORNER

UNTIL LISA'S MOM LEAVES.

YOU'RE NOT WITH ALI, ARE YOU?

NOT UNLESS I LOSE SOME WEIGHT.

OH, YOU'VE ALWAYS HAD COMMON SENSE.

I'M GLAD TO SEE YOU HANGING OUT WITH LISA.

I'M SURPRISED, BUT GLAD.

YOU LIKE HER FRIENDS?

I DON'T KNOW.

I MEAN, THEY GET A LITTLE CRAZY AND STUFF SOMETIMES,

BUT...I'M JUST, LIKE, HANGING OUT.

GOOD.

YOU KNOW, WHEN WE LIVED IN THE BRONX,

AT LEAST WE HAD FAMILY.

FAMILY KEPT THINGS TIGHT AND SAFE.

DOWN HERE IN FLORIDA, NOBODY'S TIGHT.

EVERYBODY'S JUST... WHATEVER.

DON'T ALI'S PARENTS WONDER WHERE SHE IS?

I DUNNO.

[SIGHS]

I'M GOING OVER TO YOUR MOTHER'S,

PLAY SOME CARDS.

WHAT?

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

NOTHING, I JUST-- I LOVE YOU, ALI,

I TRULY LOVE YOU.

I DO, TOO, ALI.

YOU KNOW, WE'RE GONNA BE OK, GUYS, YOU KNOW?

WE'LL GET THIS SHIT BEHIND US, AND...

WE'RE GONNA BE BACK IN TIME AT PALM BAY

FOR DONNY'S BIRTHDAY AT HIS MOM'S HOUSE.

SHIT, I NEVER KNEW NOBODY WHO KILLED SOMEBODY.

ME, NEITHER.

JUST MY GRANDPA,

BUT I NEVER KNEW HIM.

NO WAY.

YEAH, UH, MY GRANDPA WAS A BAD DRUNK,

REALLY BAD.

I MEAN, HE'D-- HE'D RAPE ANYONE

DUMB ENOUGH TO WALK BY HIS ROOM AND...

ONE NIGHT, HE GOT...

UM, REALLY PISSED AT MY GRANDMA

AND HE TOOK A CLAW HAMMER TO HER FACE.

AND, UH...

AFTER THAT...

HE JUST--HE LOCKED HIMSELF UP WITH HER

IN HIS ROOM FOR 2 WHOLE DAYS,

AND HE JUST KEPT DRINKING

AND HAVING SEX WITH HER AFTER SHE WAS DEAD.

MY MOM WAS IN THE HOUSE THE WHOLE TIME.

FUCK.

SHE WAS ONLY 15.

HOLY SHIT.

YOU KNOW, IT REALLY MESSED WITH HER HEAD.

AFTER THAT, SHE ONLY HUNG OUT

WITH GUYS WHO BEAT THE HELL OUT OF HER.

AND THEN, WHEN I WAS LITTLE,

SHE'D GET DRUNK AND SHE'D DRAG ME AND BROTHER

OUT OF BED AT, LIKE, 4 IN THE MORNING,

AND SHE HAD ALL THE NEWS CLIPPINGS

ABOUT MY GRANDPA,

AND THE TRIAL TRANSCRIPTS,

AND SHE'D READ 'EM OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

I KNEW EVERY WORD BEFORE KINDERGARTEN.

I THINK THAT'S HOW I LEARN TO READ.

SHE'S GONE. WE SHOULD GO.

THAT CHICK ALI GAVE ME A BLOWJOB LAST NIGHT,

AND I FUCKED HER.

HUH?

SHE CALLED AGAIN.

SHE SAYS YOU'RE ALL GOING BACK OUT TO WESTON.

MARTY?

YEAH, MAN, THAT'S THE PLAN.

YOU GOING OUT?

HEY, MAN...

YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND.

RIGHT?

YEAH.

[CAR STARTS]

* INTO THE STORMY BREEZE... *

[DOOR OPENS]

OK, SO WE'RE PICKING MARTY UP IN 45 MINUTES.

DEREK, WHAT'S UP WITH THE BASEBALL BATS?

COME ON, WE NEED MORE WEAPONS.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

I DON'T KNOW.

MY MA SAY SOMETHING?

NO, IT'S JUST, LISA, I--

NEVER MIND, EVERYTHING'S OK.

MY BACK HURTS.

I HAVE A TENSION BACKACHE.

DEREK, WILL YOU GIVE ME A MASSAGE?

ME, TOO. MY BACK HURTS, TOO.

I WANT A MASSAGE.

HARDER.

LIKE THAT?

WATCH IT!

I GUESS, UM...

OK, I GUESS I'LL GO DO SOMETHING ABOUT THE BATS.

GOOD IDEA.

OK, JUST ONE THING LEFT TO DO.

WHAT'S THAT?

THE HITMAN NEEDS A RIDE.

Mr. Kent: WHERE YOU GOING TONIGHT, BOB?

GOING OUT WITH MY FRIEND.

NEED ANY MONEY?

NO, DAD, I'M COOL, THANKS.

MARTY, DUDE, COULD I USE YOUR BATHROOM?

NUMBER 1 OR 2?

1.

JUST GO IN THE ALLEY.

WHAT'S UP, MAN?

C.M.F., C.M.F., WHAT THE FUCK--

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, MAN, C.M.F.?

DIDN'T WE ALREADY TELL HIM WHAT IT MEANS?

WHAT'S WITH THIS GUY?

IT MEANS CRAZY MOTHERFUCKER.

IT'S LIKE THE GODFATHER.

IT'S A DIVISION OF THE DAVIE BOYS.

NO SHIT! FUCKING GODFATHER!

DAVIE BOYS, CRAZY MOTHERFUCKERS!

HOLY SHIT! CRAZY MOTHERFUCKERS, HUH?

HEY, MAN, YOU THINK THIS IS HEAVY ENOUGH?

WHAT, TO KILL A GUY?

Marty: YEAH.

MAYBE IF YOU HIT HIM RIGHT.

YOU MEAN IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD OR SOME SHIT?

BACK, FRONT, IT DON'T MATTER.

YOU JUST GOTTA HIT HIM HARD ENOUGH.

YEAH, I GUESS THAT'S THE KEY, HUH?

YEAH. I MEAN, YOU CAN'T JUST SMACK THE MOTHERFUCKER.

I MEAN YOU GOTTA REALLY WHACK HIM.

IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'RE IN A FIGHT

AND YOU'RE REALLY MAD AT HIM.

YOU'RE NOT TRYING TO HURT THIS FUCKER,

YOU'RE TRYING TO KILL HIM.

I GOT SOMETHING ELSE.

SEE, NOW, THAT'S COOL.

IT'S MARTY, RIGHT? YEAH.

Donny: YO, WHAT ABOUT THIS SHIT?

YO, YOU THINK THIS SHIT IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR HIM?

LOOK, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT HERE.

FUCK HIM!

WHAT THE FUCK FOR? YOU GONNA GO PLAY BASEBALL?

NO!

WELL, THEN WHAT THE FUCK YOU GOT A BAT FOR, MAN?

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO WITH THAT?

FOR THE GUY. WHAT GUY?

BOBBY KENT. WHAT ABOUT BOBBY KENT?

THE FUCKING GUY WE'RE GONNA KILL, MAN.

IS THIS BAT, LIKE, GOOD ENOUGH TO FUCKING--

JUST RAM HIS FUCKING HEAD IN, YOU KNOW?

I DON'T KNOW, MAN.

ALL RIGHT, HOW ABOUT THIS KNIFE?

THIS KNIFE IS GOOD, RIGHT? I TRIED, LIKE,

SHARPENING IT AND SHIT, BUT--

I DON'T KNOW, MAN.

ALL RIGHT, FUCK, CHRIST.

OK, WHAT I WANT TO KNOW IS, LIKE,

ARE WE GONNA JUST FIGHT THIS GUY OR,

LIKE, ARE WE GONNA KILL HIM?

LOOK, I WANT THIS MOTHERFUCKER DEAD TONIGHT

AND I DON'T WANT ANY BULLSHIT.

YEAH, I MEAN,

YOU KNOW, LOOK, THIS IS THE--

THIS IS THE SON OF A BITCH THAT RAPED ALI.

YOU KNOW, HE FUCKING RAPED HER.

YEAH, I MEAN, JUST THINK ABOUT IT.

HE WON'T EVEN LET MARTY HAVE A LIFE.

I MEAN, BOBBY BEATS THE SHIT OUT OF HIM

WHEN HE DOES ANYTHING BOBBY DOESN'T LIKE.

DO YOU FUCKING MIND?

I MEAN, HE WON'T EVEN LET HIM

SEE HIS OWN FAMILY.

HEY, THAT SUCKS.

THIS GUY DESERVES TO DIE.

HE DOES DESERVE IT. AGREED.

SO WE'RE NOT JUST GONNA, LIKE, FIGHT HIM AND SCARE HIM,

WE'RE GONNA KILL HIM?

WE'RE GONNA KILL HIM!

I WANT THIS MOTHERFUCKER DEAD, YOU UNDERSTAND ME?

* I WANT THIS MOTHERFUCKER DEAD *

* FUCKING KILL HIM

* FUCKING KILL HIM!

* YEAH, LET'S FUCKING KILL HIM *

All, chanting: DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!

DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!

DEAD! DEAD!

OH, SHIT, SORRY, MAN, GO AHEAD.

I'M JUST GONNA FUCKING LOSE IT. JUST GO AHEAD.

LOOK, YOU PEOPLE NEED TO UNDERSTAND SOME SHIT HERE.

WHAT?

WELL, THIS ISN'T A GAME.

I MEAN, WE'RE NOT A BUNCH OF KIDS

JUST PLAYING MAKE-BELIEVE.

WHO THE FUCK SAID WE'RE PLAYING?

HEY, CALM DOWN, ALL RIGHT?

YOU GUYS GOTTA UNDERSTAND THAT ME AND MY PEOPLE,

WE'RE WHAT YOU CALL SERIOUS PEOPLE,

AND YOU DO KNOW WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAY SERIOUS.

YES, WE UNDERSTAND--

OK, THEN WHAT DOES IT MEAN? WHY DON'T YOU ENLIGHTEN US?

IT FUCKING--IT MEANS YOU AIN'T PLAYING.

LOOK, MAN, I SAID FROM THE FUCKING BEGINNING

THAT I'D KILL THIS DUDE.

I WAS THE FIRST ONE TO FUCKING SAY IT,

SO DON'T FUCKING-- DON'T TREAT ME LIKE I'M A KID, ALL RIGHT?

WHAT ABOUT YOU?

THIS GUY?

DUDE, THIS FUCKING KID IS COLD, MAN.

I'VE BEEN HANGING OUT WITH HIM FOR,

LIKE, YOU KNOW, ONLY A COUPLE DAYS.

I'VE SEEN THIS GUY DO SHIT

LIKE YOU WOULDN'T EVEN FUCKING BELIEVE.

HE'S COLD.

ALL RIGHT, THAT'S GOOD.

YEAH, THAT'S REAL GOOD.

HI, MOM.

HEY, LOVERBUG. WHAT ARE YOU KIDS DOING TONIGHT?

UM, PROBABLY GOING TO THE MOVIES.

OK. DRIVE SAFE, OK?

I WILL.

BE CAREFUL WITH MY CAR, HONEY.

OK, MOM.

WHAT'S GOING ON, MAN?

YOU TELL ME, DUDE. WHO ARE ALL THESE FUCKING ASSHOLES?

OH, THEY'RE SOME FUCKING DUDES

ALI BROUGHT DOWN FROM PALM BAY.

SOME DUDES? WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?

YOU--I THOUGHT YOU SAID SHE WANTED TO FUCK ME.

SHE DOES, DUDE, THAT'S WHAT THE FUCK SHE WANTS, MAN,

THAT'S ALL SHE'S BEEN TALKING ABOUT.

WE JUST WANT TO DOG OUT THE RIDES,

SEE IF THE MUSTANG CAN TAKE MY OLD LADY'S RIDE.

HEH! THAT'S FUCKING STUPID.

WHAT KIND OF FUCKING RACE IS THAT, MAN?

DUDE, WHY DON'T YOU CHILL, BOBBY? GOD DAMN, DUDE.

WE'LL FUCKING GO OUT TO THE FUCKING DUNES IN WESTON

WHERE YOU GUYS WERE LAST TIME.

YOU DIDN'T DO SO BAD THEN, DID YOU?

HUH?

ALL RIGHT, MAN.

IN THE BACK, BITCH. I'M DRIVING THIS PIECE OF SHIT.

DAMN, KEEP YOU IN MIND.

SHOW ME HOW TO SHIFT THIS THING.

YOU'RE SO HOT.

I'M NOT HOT, BABY, I'M JUST BIG.

[CAR STARTS]

THAT GUY'S AN ASSHOLE

TO BE DRIVING A CAR LIKE THAT.

Lisa: TELL ME ABOUT IT.

WE'RE GONNA KILL THAT FUCKER.

[SONG PLAYING ON RADIO]

ALL RIGHT, I FUCKING LOVE THESE DUDES.

I LOVE THEM, TOO, MAN. THEY'RE SO FUCKING GOOD, RIGHT?

YOU SEE THEM WHEN THEY WERE DOWN HERE?

OH, FUCK YEAH, MAN. YOU?

I WENT DOWN-- I WENT TO THE SHOW WITH MY FRIEND

AND WE GOT SO FUCKED UP.

SO DID THE WHOLE FUCKING CROWD, MAN.

THEY HAD LIKE THIS FAT CHINESE GUY ON STAGE WITH THEM.

BUDDHA, DUDE, BUDDHA, DUDE!

IT WAS A FUCKING BUDDHA, YEAH!

HE'S HAD THIS HUGE FUCKING, LIKE, UM,

LIKE MARIJUANA LEAF RIGHT ON HIS STOMACH, YOU KNOW?

YEAH, MAN, AND THEN THEY PLAYED THIS ONE SONG,

AND, LIKE, THE WHOLE FUCKING CROWD LIT UP AT ONCE.

YEAH, I KNOW.

JUST FUCKING SMOKING, EVERYBODY.

I LIT UP, TOO.

RIGHT ON.

WE MIGHT AS WELL GET HIGH.

HEY, WHAT THAT DUDE MEAN EARLIER

WHEN HE SAID HE HAD SEEN YOU DO SOME AMAZING SHIT?

WHO, ME? I DON'T KNOW

WHAT THAT DUDE THINKS HE SAW ME DO.

COULD BE ANYTHING, YOU KNOW?

NO, BUT WHAT? I MEAN, WHAT EXACTLY, I MEAN?

DID YOU DO SOMEBODY OR SOMETHING?

I KIND OF GOT DOWN ON A GUY EARLIER TODAY.

YOU KILL HIM?

NO, IT WASN'T ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

I MEAN, IT WAS AT THE MALL AND SHIT,

YOU KNOW, BUT, UM...

PUT A LITTLE DISCIPLINARY ACTION ON HIM.

[SNIGGERS]

DISCIPLINARY ACTION.

I LIKE THAT. YOU PUT SOME DISCIPLINARY ACTION ON HIM.

YEAH.

WHAT'S YOUR DEAL, MAN?

HUH? WHAT?

I MEAN, WHY ARE YOU HERE?

I, UM...

HE'S HEATHER'S BOYFRIEND.

HE'S HERE WITH HER AND STUFF.

Bobby: YEAH.

SO, YOU LIVE IN PALM BAY?

YEP.

SO I MEAN, WHY ARE--I MEAN, WHAT'S YOUR--

WHAT'S YOUR DEAL? WHY'D YOU COME DOWN?

I, UM...

I DON'T KNOW.

Ali: TO SEE WHAT A FINE LOOKING MAN

I'M GOING OUT WITH.

YOU CALL THAT GOING OUT?

I DON'T KNOW.

I CALL IT A FUCKING BLOWJOB.

A DAMN FINE BLOWJOB,

BUT A BLOWJOB ALL THE SAME.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY GOING OUT?

WHAT THE HELL'S YOUR DEFINITION?

I DON'T FUCKING KNOW.

WHAT'S YOUR NAME AGAIN? FEATHER?

MY NAME'S NOT FEATHER. IT'S HEATHER.

ALL RIGHT, LET ME ASK YOU A QUESTION, HEATHER.

ARE YOU A HOOKER HERE LIKE YOUR FRIEND?

Donny: OH, SHIT.

Bobby: HUH?

YOU KNOW WHAT?

I THINK YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR MOUTH AROUND--

OR MY BOYFRIEND WILL BE REAL PISSED AT YOU.

WHO'S THAT? THAT WOULD BE LONNY BACK THERE?

YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT LONNY IN THE BACKSEAT THERE?

HE'S GONNA GET MAD AT ME AND THEN WHAT?

WHAT'S HE GONNA DO THEN?

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, LONNY?

IT'S DONNY, DUDE.

IT'S DEFINITELY DONNY.

YEAH, WHATEVER.

YOU KNOW YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S A HOOKER?

FOR REAL. YEAH, THAT TEEN PROSTITUTION BUST

A COUPLE YEARS BACK.

THEY WERE 14 AND THEY GOT BUSTED.

THAT WAS THESE TWO HOS TURNING TRICKS

FOR CRUSTY OLD MEN AT A HUNDRED BUCKS A POP.

FOR REAL.

YEAH, WELL, MARTY TELLS ME YOU GUYS

HAVE TURNED A FEW TRICKS YOURSELVES.

WHAT?

IS THAT WHAT MARTY PUCCIO SAID ABOUT ME?

SO WHAT DO YOU THINK? WE'RE JUST GONNA BEAT

THE SHIT OUT OF THIS GUY OR WHAT?

I DON'T KNOW, BRO.

THEY SAY THEY WANT TO KILL HIM.

SO HOW DO YOU THINK THIS IS GONNA GO DOWN, MAN?

Hit Man: YOU TALKING TO ME?

YEAH, WE GOT, LIKE, WHAT, YOU, ME, DONNY, AND DEREK?

YEAH, WHO'S DONNY?

ALI'S BOYFRIEND FROM PALM BAY.

AW, JEEZ, THAT GUY'S FUCKING RETARDED. AM I WRONG?

NO, NO, HE JUST GETS HIGH A LOT.

HE'S AS NORMAL AS YOU OR ME.

SHIT, THAT MIGHT NOT BE SAYING TOO MUCH.

LOOK, WE BROUGHT YOU HERE BECAUSE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE

THE GANGSTER AND THE HIT MAN AND ALL LIKE THAT.

YEAH? WELL...

WELL?

SO WHAT DO WE DO?

I DON'T KNOW. WE'RE GONNA NEED A PLAN, LIKE A SIGNAL.

WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN LIKE A SIGNAL?

WELL, I MEAN YOU GET THE GUY OUT HERE,

TELL HIM WE'RE GONNA RACE CARS AND SHIT,

BUT THE REAL REASON HE'S HERE

IS FOR THE BITCH, YOU KNOW? THE BITCH?

HE'S OUT HERE 'CAUSE HE THINKS

HE'S GONNA FUCK ALI.

YEAH, SO WHAT WE NEED TO DO IS

WE NEED TO GET ALI TO, YOU KNOW,

LEAD HIM OFF SOMEWHERE,

AND THEN WE'LL SNEAK UP FROM BEHIND,

WHEN YOU GIVE THE SIGNAL.

AND THEN WHAT?

THEN WE KILL HIM.

SO WHAT'S THE SIGNAL?

I DON'T KNOW. GONNA HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL I GET THERE

SO I CAN CHECK OUT THE SCENE A LITTLE BIT.

THIS HAS TO BE DONE RIGHT, YOU KNOW?

LET'S TAKE A WALK.

LET'S DO THAT.

Marty: ALL RIGHT, HE'S GONNA TELL US WHAT TO DO.

OK, WELL, I GOT A FEW IDEAS.

I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M FUCKING DOING THIS RIGHT NOW.

MY FUCKING ADRENALINE'S GOING--

SHUT THE FUCK UP, DONNY.

WOW, YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU REALLY SHOULDN'T YELL LIKE THAT.

I'M SORRY, IT'S NOT EXACTLY

LIKE SOMEONE'S GONNA HEAR US OUT HERE.

YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU JUST SHOULDN'T YELL

BECAUSE SOMEONE COULD HEAR AND THINGS WOULD--

I'LL KEEP THAT IN MIND, HEATHER.

SO WHO ELSE HAS A WEAPON?

STILL GOT THAT KNIFE?

YEAH. SO GET IT OUT.

YOU PLAN ON DOING ANYTHING?

FUCKING RIGHT.

SO WHAT? SO--SO WHAT DO YOU WANT US TO DO?

I DON'T KNOW, WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?

I WANT THIS FUCKER DEAD NOW.

ALL RIGHT, I UNDERSTAND THAT.

BUT HERE'S WHAT I THINK WE SHOULD DO.

BUT WE'RE GONNA NEED A SIGNAL, SO, HEATHER,

YOU WALK DOWN THERE LIKE YOU'RE GONNA

TALK TO THEM AND SHIT.

WHEN YOU SEE THAT EVERYTHING'S OK,

THAT HE DOESN'T SUSPECT SHIT,

THEN YOU YELL OUT,

"ARE THERE ANY ALLIGATORS DOWN THERE?"

WHEN WE HEAR THAT, WE KNOW IT'S TIME.

UH, ALLIGATORS IN WHERE?

IN THE CANAL. IT'S A SIGNAL.

JUST SAY SOMETHING ABOUT ALLIGATORS, ALL RIGHT?

THEN WE'LL DO HIM.

SAY ALLIGATORS AND THEN YOU'LL KILL HIM.

YEAH, IT'S A SIGNAL. YOU.

HUH? YEAH?

YOU GO DOWN THERE LIKE YOUR HER BOYFRIEND.

HOLD HER HAND OR SOME SHIT.

WHEN YOU HEAR THAT SIGNAL, DO IT.

OK. SO GO!

ALL RIGHT.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?

YOU BACK 'EM UP.

GO.

WE'LL BACK HIM FROM UP HERE

SO HE CAN'T GET AWAY.

YEAH...

ARE THERE ANY... ALLIGATORS IN THERE?

WHAT?

Ali: SHE ASKED IF THERE WERE ANY ALLIGATORS IN THERE.

I DON'T KNOW.

WHY DON'T YOU GO SKINNY-DIP AND FIND OUT?

I ASKED HIM, IS THERE ANY ALLIGATORS?

MOTHERFUCKER!

GOD DAMN IT, MAN!

MARTY!

MARTY!

AAH!

PLEASE, MARTY! PLEASE!

OH, PLEASE! WHATEVER I DID, I'M SORRY.

JUST GO!

[SOBBING]

[WHIMPERING]

Hit man: GET HIM! HE CAN'T GET AWAY!

GET HIM!

FINISH HIM! GO! GO!

[GASPING]

TURN THOSE GOD DAMN LIGHTS OFF, ALI!

[DULL THUD]

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT, MAN?

GET OUT. GET OUT.

GET FUCKING OUT!

HELP ME CARRY HIM.

WHY ARE YOU STANDING AROUND HERE LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT

INSTEAD OF DOING WHAT I TELL YOU TO DO?

IS HE DEAD?

SHUT UP, HEATHER.

HELP ME PICK HIM UP.

WHY?

BECAUSE WE GOTTA GET HIM OUT OF SIGHT, ASSHOLE.

IS HE DEAD?

THE FUCKER'S DEFINITELY DEAD.

I MEAN, THEY JUST BEAT HIS HEAD IN WITH A BASEBALL BAT.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?

I DON'T WANNA GET BLOOD ON MY SHIRT.

WE'RE NOT GONNA FUCKING HUG HIM, ASSHOLE.

GRAB HIS FEET.

I'LL GRAB HIS ARMS.

WHAT DO YOU WANNA DO WITH HIM?

WE'RE GONNA THROW HIM IN THE CANAL.

THAT WAY, THE GATORS WILL GET HIM.

BY THE TIME ANYONE GETS OUT HERE,

THERE'LL BE NOTHING LEFT TO FIND.

COOL.

LIFT.

CAN WE GO?

Ali: JUST SHUT UP.

[GURGLING]

NOW WHAT, ASSHOLE?

WHAT?!

HE'S NOT DEAD.

THIS SCENE'S SO FUCKING WEIRD, MAN.

WHY ISN'T HE DEAD?

LOOK, JUST FUCKING THROW HIM IN THE WATER, ALL RIGHT?

THIS KID'S NOT GONNA FUCKING SWIM.

IS HE DEAD YET?

GETTIN' THERE.

TAKE ME HOME NOW.

[SLAMS FIST ON CAR]

WHERE'S EVERYBODY GOIN'?

WHERE THE FUCK YOU THINK WE'RE GOING, MAN-- DISNEYLAND?

WE'RE GOING THE FUCK HOME!

LIKE FUCKING BULLSHIT YOU ARE!

LET ME TELL YOU PEOPLE SOMETHING.

WE HAD BETTER GET OUR ALIBIS STRAIGHT,

BECAUSE I AM DEFINITELY NOT HAVING THIS SHIT PINNED ON ME.

HE'S RIGHT, BUT WE HAVE TO GET OUT HERE BEFORE SOMEONE FINDS US.

WE'LL GO TO THE MALL NEAR MY HOUSE

AND WE'LL CHILL OUT THERE

AND WE'LL GET OUR STORIES STRAIGHT, OK?

MARTY, YOU OK?

MMM.

THAT SHIT DIDN'T GO DOWN RIGHT.

PEOPLE JUST WEREN'T COOL.

WE CAN'T GO TO THE MALL, MAN.

THERE'S TOO MANY FUCKING KIDS HANGING OUT THERE.

HOW ABOUT WE GO TO NORTH BEACH AND WE CHILL OUT

AND WE GET OUR SHIT TOGETHER ABOUT THE ALIBI?

WELL, YOU BETTER TELL THEM.

NORTH BEACH.

YOU SHOULDN'T FEEL BAD, ALI.

I MEAN, HE DESERVED TO DIE.

WELL, HE WOULD'VE HURT YOU OR YOUR BABY.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

I DON'T KNOW.

I DON'T KNOW. I...

I JUST--I JUST DON'T THINK, YOU KNOW,

YOU SHOULD, LIKE, HAVE A GUILT TRIP OR SOMETHING.

YOU KNOW?

Lisa: IT SMELLS LIKE BLOOD.

WHAT? YOU'RE CRAZY.

I DON'T SMELL ANYTHING.

NO. IT SMELLS LIKE BLOOD. YOU CAN SMELL IT.

Ali: I DON'T SMELL IT.

LISA SAYS THAT SHE FUCKIN' SMELLS BLOOD,

THEN SHE SMELLS BLOOD.

PEOPLE ARE DIFFERENT.

IT FUCKING STINKS.

Ali: WHAT DOES BLOOD SMELL LIKE, ANYWAY?

I DON'T KNOW...

BUT IT REEKS.

LISA.

WHAT IS IT, BABY?

I FORGOT THE SHEATH TO MY DIVING KNIFE.

NO, NO, NO. YOU PUT IT BEHIND THE BUSH.

I SAW YOU.

YEAH.

YOU DIDN'T GET IT.

NO.

I CAN'T GO BACK.

NO. YOU HAVE TO.

MARTY, THEY COULD FIND THE FINGERPRINTS.

BUT THERE GOTTA FUCKIN' BE PEOPLE THERE BY NOW.

JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST. WHAT NOW?

DUDE, I GOTTA GO BACK, MAN.

I LEFT MY FUCKIN' SHEATH BACK THERE.

WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO GO BACK ANYWAY, MAN.

WE DIDN'T COVER THE TIRE TRACKS.

PEOPLE MIGHT HAVE LEFT OTHER SHIT OUT THERE.

WE JUST FREAKED. WE LEFT TOO FAST.

I CAN'T FUCKIN' GO BACK THERE.

WE'RE NOT ASKING YOU.

ALI.

YOU WERE HIS BEST FRIEND, SO YOU'RE GOING TO BE THEIR NUMBER ONE SUSPECT.

DUDE, THAT DON'T MAKE SENSE.

I MEAN, I SHOULD BE, LIKE, THE LAST MOTHERFUCKER THEY SUSPECT.

NO. YOU'RE NOT A COP. YOU DON'T KNOW HOW THE SICK BASTARDS THINK.

IT'S LIKE, THEY SUSPECT YOU MORE

EVEN IF YOU'RE THE MOST INNOCENT-SEEMING PERSON IN THE WORLD.

IT'S LIKE, THE MORE INNOCENT YOU SEEM,

THE MORE THEY GET OFF ON FUCKIN' WITH YOU, YOU KNOW?

THEY, LIKE, GET OFF ON THAT SHIT.

WE'RE HERE.

DO YOU THINK THERE'S--

SHH!

READY?

YEAH.

ALL RIGHT, LET'S MAKE THIS SHIT FAST 'CAUSE THOSE POLICE PLANES,

THEY FUCKIN' STEALTH AROUND HERE LOOKING FOR RAVES

AND FUCKIN' VANDALS AND SHIT, YOU KNOW?

[CAR DOOR SLAMS]

SORRY.

JESUS, MAN, DON'T BE FUCKIN' DOING THAT!

ANY LUCK?

YEAH. LET'S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.

NO. WE NEED TO SEE IF HE'S STILL THERE.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALK--

NO, MAN. WE'RE HERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

WE NEED TO SEE IF ANYBODY'S FOUND HIM YET.

OVER HERE.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

CRABS. THEY'RE EATING HIM.

[THROWING UP]

OH, THAT'S FUCKING SICK. THAT'S GROSS.

NATURE SUCKS!

THERE'S BLOOD ON MY SHOE.

THERE'S BLOOD ON MY FUCKING SHOE!

YOU KNOW, SOME DOG IS GONNA COME DOWN

AND DIG THIS STUFF UP.

YOU KNOW, PEOPLE DO THAT. THEY BRING THEIR DOGS DOWN HERE.

IT'S ILLEGAL, BUT THEY DO IT ANYWAY,

AND THE LIFEGUARDS DON'T DO SHIT!

SOMEONE FINDS THIS STUFF--IF SOMEONE FINDS THIS STUFF--

CHILL, LISA.

YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.

I WAS THERE. YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING, NEITHER DID I.

OK?

AND I DEFINITELY DIDN'T.

[DONNY SCOFFS]

WHAT?

I DIDN'T KILL ANYBODY.

I JUST WENT ALONG FOR THE RIDE.

YOU FUCKIN' DROWNED THE GUY!

HEY, LISTEN, FUCKER, I ONLY HELPED CARRY THE BODY

'CAUSE THAT MAFIA MOTHERFUCKER WAS GONNA BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ME!

I DIDN'T DO SHIT.

NEITHER DID I.

YOU STABBED HIM FIRST, ASSHOLE!

OH, FUCK YOU, MAN. THE FUCKIN' BLADE,

IT WENT IN, LIKE, THAT MUCH, MAN.

WHAT ABOUT THE OTHER 10 TIMES?!

GOD DAMN IT, LISA, GIMME THE BAT BACK.

I GOTTA RETURN IT OR I GOTTA PAY FOR IT.

WHERE ARE THE KNIVES?

I THREW THEM IN THE OCEAN.

YOU THREW THEM IN THE OCEAN?

YOU THREW THEM WHERE IN THE OCEAN?

THE BITCH HAS BEEN GOIN' POSTAL EVER SINCE YOU GUYS LEFT.

SHE'S CRAZY. SHE THINKS SHE'S GONNA GET CAUGHT.

NO, NO, NO, I DIDN'T DO SHIT.

IF ANYONE'S GONNA GET CAUGHT, IT'S GONNA BE YOU.

YOU STABBED HIM FIRST!

SHUT UP. I DIDN'T DO SHIT!

WAIT! SO, WE'VE BEEN TALKING ABOUT GETTING CAUGHT,

AND WHO DID WHAT.

WELL, THAT'S A GREAT TALK TO HAVE.

I THINK WE NEED TO HAVE THAT TALK.

BY THE WAY, WHAT HAVE YOU DECIDED?

YOU, DOPER! WHAT DO YOU THINK?

DID YOU KILL THAT MOTHERFUCKER?

NO.

I MEAN, LOOK, I STABBED THE DUDE.

I ADMIT THAT, ALL RIGHT? EVERYONE SAW ME FUCKING DO THAT.

BUT I DIDN'T-- I DIDN'T ACTUALLY KILL HIM.

I MEAN, HE WAS STILL ALIVE AFTER I FINISHED STICKING HIM.

I MEAN, YOU SAW THAT FUCKER RUN.

AND YOU?

YOU KNOW I DIDN'T KILL HIM.

OH, WHO HELPED ME DROWN THE SON OF A BITCH THEN?

HE WAS DEAD ALREADY.

OH, HE WAS DEAD?

I MEAN, HE WAS SO FAR FUCKIN' GONE, MAN.

I JUST PICKED HIM UP TO HELP YOU MOVE HIM.

I--I DIDN'T--I WAS--

I DIDN'T FUCKING KILL ANYBODY!

LADIES?

OH, OF COURSE NOT. I MEAN, YOU HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT.

YOU WERE JUST OUR DATES, CORRECT?

WELL, ME AND MR. MARTY HAVE SPOKEN...

ON THE WAY TO RETRIEVING THE SHEATH TO THE KNIFE THAT WE LEFT AT THE SCENE.

THE MURDER SCENE. I MEAN, YOU GUYS DO UNDERSTAND

THAT WE MURDERED SOMEBODY TONIGHT?

WE TOOK YOUR FRIEND'S LIFE.

I JUST WANNA MAKE SURE WE'RE ON THE SAME PAGE HERE.

NOW, I KNOW YOU FUCKING SMOKE-HEADS,

YOU'RE JUST HAVING YOUR THRILLS AND SHIT, RIGHT?

BUT THIS IS NO FUCKING VIDEO GAME!

YOUR FRIEND THAT YOU WERE ALL SO VERY FUCKING PISSED AT,

HE'S LYING FACE DOWN IN A SWAMP RIGHT NOW

WITH HIS FUCKING EYES HANGING OUT

AND THE SAND CRABS EATING HIM.

NOW, I DON'T INTEND ON GOING DOWN FOR THIS SHIT,

SO IF ANY OF YOU TAKE ME DOWN FOR THIS SHIT,

I WILL KILL HIS ASS, OR HER ASS!

SO WE ARE GONNA SIT HERE ON THIS BEACH RIGHT NOW

AND WORK OUT THIS ALIBI UNTIL I AM SATISFIED WITH IT!

Mr. Kent, on tape: YOU'VE REACHED THE KENTS.

PLEASE LEAVE YOUR NAME AND NUMBER AT THE BEEP,

AND WE'LL GET BACK TO YOU AS SOON AS WE CAN.

HAVE A GOOD DAY. [BEEP]

BOBBY, THIS IS MARTY PUCCIO.

I CALLED YOU, AND YOU ASKED ME TO CALL WHEN I GOT HOME.

SO, LIKE, I'M CALLING.

[PHONE CLICKS] Mr. Kent: MARTY?

YOU THINK THEY COULD SAY I WAS, LIKE, GUILTY OF IT?

I GUESS. I MEAN...

YOU STABBED HIM IN THE HEART...

WHEN YOU WERE ON TOP OF HIM AND HE WAS ON HIS BACK.

OH, NO SHIT, LISA. I HAD THAT FUCKIN' MAFIA GUY WITH A BASEBALL BAT

TELLING ME WHAT TO FUCKING DO EVERY MINUTE.

YEAH, THAT'S TRUE.

I MEAN, I GUESS THEY'D SAY HE DID IT.

WELL, NO SHIT, LISA. THE GUY BASHED HIS FUCKIN' BRAINS OUT

WITH A BALL BAT.

NO SHIT!

THAT WAS SO GROSS!

AND THE GUY GOES, LIKE, WHAAA!

AND THE SHIT JUST--

OH, THAT WAS SO SICK!

YOU DON'T THINK I COULD GET IN TROUBLE?

FOR WHAT?

I DON'T KNOW. BEING THERE, LIKE AN ACCESSORY.

THEY COULD SAY YOU WERE, LIKE, A WITNESS OR SOMETHING,

BUT THAT'S ABOUT IT. THAT'S NO BIG DEAL.

SO HOW DO YOU FEEL?

IF WE DON'T GET CAUGHT?

YEAH.

SHIT, BABE, I FEEL LIKE A TON OF BRICKS JUST GOT LIFTED OFF ME.

AND WE DID IT.

I KILLED A GUY.

HEY, MAN, I HEARD. YOU'RE OFF THE CHAIN.

WHAT? YOU'RE OUT OF HAND, MAN.

WHAT THE FUCK YOU TALKING ABOUT?

FATALIZE, MAN. FATALIZE.

Derek: I DON'T KNOW, MAN.

IT'S, LIKE, I'M JUST SO UPTIGHT.

I CAN'T SLEEP OR DO SHIT.

IT'S LIKE...

I'M WORRIED, I'M JUST--

I'M WORRIED THEY'RE GONNA FIND SOME SHIT OUT THERE

THAT'S GONNA GIVE US ALL AWAY, YOU KNOW?

AND I'M GONNA, LIKE, LIKE GET CAUGHT.

I'M SO FUCKED, I JUST--

I JUST CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT.

WELL, MAN, YOU DIDN'T KILL THAT DUDE, DID YOU?

NO! HELL NO. I DIDN'T HAVE SHIT TO DO WITH IT,

BUT--BUT I WAS, LIKE, THERE,

SO--SO SOMEONE CAN SAY, LIKE, I WAS A WITNESS OR SOME SHIT.

AND I DON'T KNOW, MAN. LIKE--

LIKE MAYBE IF YOU JUST KNOW

THAT SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAPPENED

AND YOU DON'T TELL THE COPS--

LIKE MAYBE THEY HAVE SOME FUCKING LAW

LIKE SOME FINE PRINT OR SOME SHIT

THAT CAN GET YOU IN TROUBLE, YOU KNOW?

LIKE--LIKE--LIKE,

LIKE LEAVING THE SCENE OF AN ACCIDENT

AND NOT REPORTING IT, YOU KNOW?

YEAH, THEY HAVE THAT IN DRIVER'S ED.

YEAH, I KNOW.

SO, SHIT.

IT'S LIKE, I JUST--

I NEED AN ALIBI, MAN.

I NEED SOMEONE TO SAY I WAS WITH 'EM THE WHOLE TIME,

SO--SO I CAN BE, LIKE, "NO, I WASN'T ANYWHERE

"NEAR ANY OF THOSE ASSHOLES THAT NIGHT.

I WAS NOWHERE NEAR 'EM."

SAY THIS TO WHO?

LIKE, TO THE COPS.

I NEED SOMEONE...

I NEED SOMEONE TO SAY I WAS WITH THEM.

YEAH, WHAT KIND OF ASSHOLE'S GONNA LIE TO THE COPS ABOUT A MURDER?

HEY, LISA. SO WHAT'S UP?

YOU'RE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS SHIT, CLAUDIA.

YOU'RE NOT GONNA FUCKING BELIEVE IT.

WE KILLED BOBBY.

PARDON ME?

WE KILLED HIM HE'S DEAD. WE DID IT.

YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT.

MARTY JUST STUCK HIM RIGHT IN THE HEART.

LISA, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

WAIT, WAIT, NO SHIT. LISTEN,

YOU KNOW THAT GUY DONNY?

YOU KNOW, THE LOSER? YOU MET HIM.

HE--HE EVEN, LIKE, HE STUCK HIM

RIGHT IN THE BACK OF THE FUCKING HEAD.

LISA, WHAT?!

NO, LISTEN, IT'S SO WEIRD.

THIS HIT MAN, RIGHT?

HE TAKES THIS BASEBALL BAT...

AND RIGHT WHEN BOBBY'S ON THE GROUND AND...

HE'S, LIKE, GURGLING LIKE A BABY,

SHOOTING BLOOD AND--

AND HIS GUTS ARE LIKE HANGING OUT OF HIM...

AND HIS EYES...

IT WAS SO SICK.

HIS EYES WERE, LIKE, POPPING OUT OF HIS HEAD.

AND HE JUST TAKES THIS BASEBALL BAT AND HE SWINGS IT,

AND HE JUST HALF CAVES IN HIS HEAD.

YOU WATCHED THIS?

YEAH, I WAS THERE, AND ALI AND HEATHER WERE ALL THERE,

AND WE SAW IT, MOST OF IT.

HEATHER, YOU MET HER, RIGHT?

SHE'S SO STRANGE.

YOU KNOW, SHE GETS THIS, LIKE, BLANK LOOK,

LIKE SHE'S NOT EVEN THERE,

AND SHE STARTS HUGGING HER KNEES

AND ROCKING AND-- LIKE, SHE'S TOTALLY FRIED, RIGHT?

AND THEN, AFTER,

SHE JUST SHRUGS AND SHE SAYS,

"YOU KNOW, FUCK HIM."

LISA.

LISTEN, CLAUDIA.

I'M REAL WORRIED ABOUT HOW WE LEFT HIM.

HE'S JUST OUT THERE WHERE ANYONE CAN SEE HIM.

I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT, YOU KNOW?

LIKE, SOMEONE JUST WALKING UP AND FINDING HIM?

YOU KNOW, WE SHOULD HAVE HID HIM BETTER.

WE SHOULD'VE PUSHED HIM INTO THE CANAL MORE,

OR--AT LEAST THE GATORS WOULD HAVE GOTTEN HIM

OR HE WOULD'VE SUNK OR SOMETHING.

ANYWAY, THAT'S WHY I CAME OVER.

Claudia: WHAT?

OH, CLAUDIA, I--

I NEED TO GO OUT THERE.

I MEAN, CAN YOU BORROW YOUR MOTHER'S CAR?

I NEED A RIDE. I NEED SOMEONE TO HELP ME MOVE IT.

IT?

THE BODY.

YOU MURDERED BOBBY KENT?

I DIDN'T SAY I MURDERED ANYBODY.

THEY KILLED HIM.

I WOULDN'T EVEN SAY THEY MURDERED HIM.

I MEAN, HE WAS FIGHTING BACK.

HE WAS?

YEAH, I MEAN, HE WAS TRYING TO GET AWAY,

BEGGING MARTY, YOU KNOW,

LIKE SAYING, "I'M SORRY.

PLEASE, I'LL DO ANYTHING. JUST DON'T KILL ME."

RIGHT WHEN HE SAID THAT,

MARTY JUST WALKED UP TO HIM

AND WHACKED HIM IN THE HEART WITH HIS DIVING KNIFE.

THE WHOLE THING WAS JUST TOTALLY, TOTALLY EXTREME.

UH, WAIT.

YOU WANT SOMEBODY TO TAKE YOU OUT THERE TO MOVE A BODY?

I DON'T--

ANYBODY THAT'S CRAZY ENOUGH TO DO THAT--

FINE, FINE.

W-WE WON'T GO MOVE IT.

WE'LL JUST-- WE'LL JUST GO OUT THERE

AND WE'LL SEE IF THE TIRE TRACKS ARE GONE.

NO WAY, LISA. NO WAY.

COME ON.

NO!

LOOK, LISA, I GOTTA GO.

I'M LATE FOR WORK.

I'M SUPPOSED TO BE IN PIZZA HUT IN HALF AN HOUR.

WELL, SCREW YOU, CLAUDIA.

ALL'S I WANTED WAS A RIDE--

I HOPE YOU HAVE A PROBLEM SOMEDAY

SO YOU CAN ASK ME FOR HELP.

I MEAN, SHIT!

YOU DON'T HAVE TO MAKE A FUCKING FEDERAL CASE OUT OF IT

JUST 'CAUSE I ASKED FOR A FUCKING RIDE.

[DOOR OPENS]

AND CLAUDIA, KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT.

NO SHIT, LISA.

WAS THAT LISA LEAVING?

YEAH.

IS EVERYTHING OK?

YEAH.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

NOTHING.

WHAT ARE YOU UP TO?

NOTHING. LOOK, I GOTTA GO TO WORK, MOM.

MOM, LIKE, WHAT IF YOU WITNESSED A CRIME, LIKE A MURDER,

AND YOU JUST CALLED A HOTLINE,

BUT YOU DIDN'T GIVE THEM YOUR NAME OR ANYTHING,

WOULD THAT BE LEGAL?

I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN, ALI.

WHAT KIND OF A CRIME?

A MURDER, I TOLD YOU.

WHAT--WHAT ARE YOU KIDS UP TO, ALI?

NOTHING. I'M JUST ASKING, FOR CHRISSAKES.

I MEAN, LIKE, WOULD IT STILL COUNT?

LIKE, YOU COULD STILL SAY YOU REPORTED IT, RIGHT?

IF YOU SAW A MURDER, HONEY,

AND YOU JUST CALLED A HOTLINE AND REPORTED IT

AND YOU DIDN'T GIVE YOUR NAME OR ANYTHING,

WOULD THAT BE ENOUGH?

WOULD IT?

WELL, I DON'T KNOW THE LAW,

BUT I DON'T THINK SO.

I THINK YOU WOULD STILL HAVE TO SAY WHO YOU WERE.

LIKE, WHY--WHY WOULDN'T IT--

WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME THESE QUESTIONS?

WHY WOULDN'T IT COUNT?

I MEAN, YOU COULD STILL SAY YOU REPORTED IT, RIGHT?

ALI, ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT A MURDER MURDER?

I GUESS.

I MEAN, THIS GUY KINDA GOT KILLED.

WELL, WHY WOULD YOU JUST CALL A HOTLINE?

I'M JUST ASKING. GOD.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

[RING]

[SIGH]

[RING]

HELLO?

MARTY, WHERE YOU BEEN?

SOMEBODY MADE AN ANONYMOUS CALL TO THE COPS.

THEY KNOW ABOUT BOBBY.

HAVE THEY FOUND HIM?

I DON'T KNOW. SOMEBODY TOLD HIM HE GOT MURDERED.

MURDERED? YEAH, THAT'S WHAT THEY SAID.

THEY USED THAT WORD?

YES!

LISTEN, DID YOU FUCKING TALK TO SOMEBODY?!

NO, I DIDN'T FUCKING TALK TO ANYBODY, MARTY. JESUS.

[GURGLES]

[LOW AND INDISTINCT TALKING]

[COUGHING]

YOU'RE UP EARLY.

YEAH, I'M GOING TO THE SKATE PARK.

WHAT'D YOU DO WITH YOUR EARRING?

OH, IT FELL OUT.

I LOVE YOU, BUDDY.

YEAH, I LOVE YOU, TOO.

WHO THE FUCK DID YOU TELL, LISA?

IT WASN'T ME, BITCH. FOR ALL I KNOW, IT WAS YOU, WHATEVER.

THE COPS ARE ON TO US. WE HAVE TO COME UP THERE.

NOT WITH THE POLICE ON YOU, YOU DON'T.

YOU GOTTA HIDE US.

I MEAN, THEY KNOW HOW BOBBY DIED AND EVERYTHING.

I MEAN, WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER, RIGHT?

ALICE JEAN!

LOOK, IT'S OK. DON'T WORRY, I GOT IT UNDER CONTROL.

NO, I JUST DON'T WANT THEM TO KNOW WHERE I SLEEP.

THIS IS GOING TO STOP RIGHT NOW.

WELL, THEN, MOVE ME INTO MY OWN APARTMENT THEN.

AN APARTMENT.

GOD FUCKING DAMN IT, WE NEED TO HIDE

BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT? THEY'RE GONNA COME UP HERE INTO YOUR HOUSE, MOTHER.

BABY, WHO ARE "THEY"?

ALI SEEMS TO THINK THAT SOME OF HER FRIENDS KILLED SOMEBODY.

WHAT IN THE HELL, VIRGINIA?

MAYBE THIS IS SOMETHING FOR THE POLICE.

NO POLICE, BECAUSE A MAFIA HIT MAN DID THIS,

AND SO HE SAID THAT IF WE TOLD ANYBODY, HE'S GONNA KILL US.

ALI, IS THIS ABOUT YOU GETTING YOUR OWN APARTMENT?

NO! IT'S NOT ABOUT THE FUCKING APARTMENT!

COME ON NOW, HEY!

[SOBBING]

DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!

BABY. DON'T TOUCH ME!

ALI, CHILL!

THAT'S IT.

HE'S NOT IN THE FUCKING MAFIA.

Lisa: YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

HE MUST BE PROTECTING YOU.

PROTECTING ME? I'M HIS BROTHER.

THAT LAZY FUCK COULDN'T PROTECT DICK.

DOESN'T HAVE A JOB.

WHAT ABOUT THE CRAZY MOTHERFUCKERS?

HE WANTED TO BE IN THE DAVIE BOYS, BUT CHICKENED OUT.

HE GOT THE TATTOO INSTEAD.

ANYWAYS, Y'ALL SHOULD TURN YOURSELVES IN.

IF I TURN MYSELF IN, I MIGHT GO TO JAIL.

SHE'S AFRAID THEY'LL PUT HER IN JAIL.

TELL HER YOU'LL WRITE TO HER.

HEY, MAN, I'LL WRITE TO YOU.

[DIAL TONE]

TV: GOOD GOSH, LAURA. I THINK IT'S GONNA BE BIG.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

SHERIFF'S OFFICE. WHERE'S MARTY?

WHERE IS HE? LET'S GO.

SHERIFF'S OFFICE. DON'T MOVE.

WHERE'S MARTY?

Mrs. Puccio: IN THE BEDROOM.

[GUNS BEING COCKED] SHERIFF'S OFFICE.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

DOES THE NAME BOBBY KENT RING A BELL?

I'M DUE IN 7 WEEKS.

IF IT'S A BOY, I'M GONNA NAME HIM MARTY.

WILL YOU SEND ME A PICTURE?

YES.

HEY, ARE THEY EVEN GONNA LET YOU OUT TO HAVE IT?

SHUT UP, BITCH.

YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A FUCKING SNITCH.

YOU CUT A DEAL AND WE ALL KNOW THAT.

IS THAT TRUE, ALI?

Marty: SHIT, ALI, YOU DON'T KNOW THAT YET.

JESUS, WHO'S YOUR LAWYER?

HER AND DUMBO HERE HAVE BEEN SNITCHING ON ALL OF US

TO SAVE THEIR OWN ASSES.

OTHERWISE WE WOULDN'T FUCKING BE HERE TODAY.

PSST!

SORRY ASS SNITCH MOTHERFUCKER.

I KNOW ALL ABOUT WHAT YOU'RE DOING.

YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THIS SHIT.

Lisa: LEAVE HIM THE FUCK ALONE, ASSHOLE.

HAVEN'T YOU DONE ENOUGH TO RUIN HIS LIFE?

WHY DON'T YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU STUPID BITCH.

IT'S YOUR FAT COUSIN HERE THAT SCREWED US--

I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I'M DOING HERE. I DIDN'T DO SHIT.

I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I'M HERE FOR.

YOU STABBED HIM, DUDE.

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU CALL THAT?

SHUT THE FUCK-- AW, YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!

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[FROGS CROAKING, CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[SONG BEGINS]

* GUESS YOUR PARTY KNOWS 38 AND STINKIN' *

* THE OTHER PEPE LE PEWS SO I WAS THINKIN' ABOUT *

* DROPPIN' THIS SINGLE ON THE CHARTS *

* LETTING YOU KNOW, HEY, THE KID HAS HEART *

* I'LL NEVER DENY MY SELF-ESTEEM IS DOPE *

* BUT IN MY LAST JAM, NIGGA, SLAP ON MY NOTE *

* YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS WEAK? HUH, LET ME SPEAK *

* MY RHYMES COME BUCKING LIKE YOUR GRANDFATHER'S FEET *

* SO LISTEN, MISTER, DON'T YOU EVER FORGET *

* AROUND THIS DIRTY NIGGA HANDY MAN 'CAUSE HE MAKE THE TIME *

* BUT EVEN BORAX, I'M A-TRY AJAX *

* ONLY MIX WITH THE BEST, 48-TRACK STUFF *

* I GET DOWN WITH THE ACE HALL SOUNDS *

* BOOTIES HAVE ME GROOVIN' FROM MILES AROUND *

* SO LET THE MUSIC SHUT YOUR ASS UP *

* AND TAKE THE UPPERCUT, I'M GONNA MAKE YOU BOW TO THE MASTER *

* M-M-MASTA FUOL'S

* BREAK IT ON DOWN

* FALL ON YOUR BUTT, YOUR ASS GONNA HURT *

* YOU CALL US WIGGA MAN 'CAUSE WE MASS DESSERT *

* I ACT LIKE A DRUNK BUT I'M OUT FOR THE DOPE *

* YOU MASTER THE FUNK DON'T MASTER THE--OHHH! *

* ONLY MASTER PLAY THE FOOL *

* I WORK HARD AND PAY MY DUE *

* TOTALLY SNATCH UP, PLAY THE FOOL *

* I'M GONNA EAT IT AND GIVE YOU THE BOWL WHEN I'M DONE WITH IT *

* I'M IN A CLUB WITH NO I.D.

* THEY GONNA HAVE TO CLOSE THE CLUB UP MESSIN' WITH ME *

* UH, UH! DIRTY AND STINK THIS UP *

* WE SOME DIRTY DIRT WITH THE STINKING UP *

* LAST CALL, NOW DRINK IT UP *

* ME AND DIRT ON THE PROWL FOR SOME STINKY STUFF *

* LAST CALL FOR ALCOHOL

* EVERYBODY OUT THE WALL

* GET YOUR BACK UP OFF THE WALL *

* PEOPLE, OH, OHH

* PEOPLE, OH, OHH

* LAST CALL FOR ALCOHOL

* EVERYBODY OUT THE WALL

* GET YOUR BACK UP OFF THE WALL *

* PEOPLE, OH, OHH

* PEOPLE, OH, OHH

[BURY THE EVIDENCE BY TRICKY BEGINS]

* IT'S ONE OF MY PEEPS

* WITH A BLOW TO YOUR HEAD

* IS THAT WHAT YOU NEEDED? *

* YOU PROBABLY BLEEDIN'

* IS THAT WHAT YOU NEEDED? *

* YOU PROBABLY BLEEDIN'

* JUST LIKE A MOVIE

* JUST LIKE A MOVIE

* JUST LIKE A MOVIE

* LIFE DOESN'T MOVE ME, LIFE DOESN'T MOVE ME *

* I KEEP WITH YOU NOW, HERE IN YOUR CAR *

* LEFT THE BAR, PLAYING THE BIG PART *

* KEEPING COMPLANIN'

* IT'S PROBABLY RAININ'

* IT'S ONE OF MY PEEPS, WITH A BLOW TO YOUR HEAD *

* IS THAT WHAT YOU NEEDED?

* WHAT YOU NEEDED, WHAT YOU NEEDED? *

* YOU'RE PROBABLY BLEEDING

* MOVE ME

* MOVE ME

* IT DOESN'T MOVE ME, IT'S LIKE A MOVIE *

* DOESN'T MOVE ME

* MOVE ME

* MOVE ME

* JUST LIKE A MOVIE

* IT DOESN'T MOVE ME