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(film scratching)

(lights shuttering) (man breathing)

- Hello.

Whoa.

Whoo.

(objects clattering)

(stand cranking)

(camera clicking)

(object screwing)

(objects crashing) (birds chirping)

(man exhaling)

Hello.

Oh, God. (exhales)

(camera clanking)

(object whooshing)

One, 1,000, two, 1,000, three, 1,000, four, 1,000,

five, 1,000, six, 1,000, seven, 1,000, eight, 1,000.

9,000, 10,000.

(camera clicking)

(upbeat music)

(car whooshing)

(upbeat music)

(door sliding)

(wind whooshing) (ominous music)

(trunk popping)

(upbeat music) (car driving)

(ominous music)

(ominous music)

(water running)

Hey. - Hi.

- Yeah, I just checked into the motel.

- Oh, how is it? - Yeah, it's a Budget Inn

out in Yucca Valley.

(woman faintly speaking) Mm.

Yeah, the drive was fine.

It was productive, I guess.

Not sure if any of it'll be worth printing, but, yeah.

Mm-hm, yeah, I know.

I did see this abandoned housing development.

I think it might actually be like an old military base.

- Really? - Yeah, it was,

it was really creepy.

Uh-huh. - Careful.

- You get lost there? - No, I didn't get lost,

not yet.

- That's a trap. - Yeah.

Yeah, not having the cell or GPS,

it's like, it's like it used to be.

It's like it, how it was when I first started.

Yeah. It's gonna sound kind of corny,

but I already have this feeling of freedom.

- Good. - Mm-hm, yeah.

That's what I'm looking for.

It's what I needed.

Yeah. It just feels good to be away from the studio,

and out on the road again.

- [Woman] Well, remember the mortgage is due

and the credit card. - Uh-huh.

- [Woman] Again, or there's gonna be penalties.

- Yeah. I, oh, I know.

Yeah. I'll pay it when I get back.

- [Woman] Okay.

- [Alex] Well, I should have the,

the check from the gallery.

Walter said it'll be a good one, so.

No, he doesn't always say that.

- We talked about realistic- - Yeah, I know, I know.

- Sorry, I love you. - I know you do.

I love you too.

Yup, okay, goodnight.

(cars whooshing)

(sighs) Fuck.

(air blowing)

(objects rumbling) (Renny murmuring)

(objects rumbling)

(Renny yelling) (Susie Q screaming)

(Renny yelling) (objects rumbling)

- [Man] Fix your car just like you intended.

- [Man] Yeah, man, you have no right to take-

- [Man] Yeah.

What if I don't fix it?

- [Man] You'll fix it all right.

You better not take too long either.

- [Man] Well, then I get it fixed,

What happens then?

- Me and my girl go to Hawaii,

and won't bother you. (laughs) (man breathing)

- [Man] How do we know you'll keep your word?

- [Man] Looks like you're just gonna have to take it.

Intimacy.

(man groaning)

(man exhaling)

Boo. (laughs)

(cars whooshing)

(train honking) (train whooshing)

(cars whooshing)

(wind whooshing)

(ominous music)

(fan clacking)

- Hey, I'm just checking in.

Wanted to see if that check showed up.

So today, I went out to this pet cemetery,

and I stopped by this junkyard on the way.

And I actually took a portrait

of this old man that lived there,

and it got me thinking about shooting more people.

And I'm always, I'm so focused on the landscape,

and the buildings,

everything but people.

Oh, I, I went and watched the sunset out

by the sand dunes.

It was amazing.

I didn't even photograph it.

I just wanted to experience it.

The light was this, this pure, extraordinary light.

And with the absolute silence, it just was transcendent.

It got me, I don't know, it got me thinking about this trip.

It's like beginning again.

It actually made me kind of excited about the future.

Yeah, anyway, enough rambling.

I will try you tomorrow.

Yeah, okay, I, um, love you.

(ominous music) (feet tapping)

(camera clacking)

- [Renny] You're fuckin' stupid.

- Don't call me that. - I'll call you whatever

I want. (Susie screaming)

Oh, shit. (Renny faintly speaking)

(glass falling)

(phone ringing)

- Yeah.

- Hey, I wanna report a, a disturbance.

Yeah. But, like, I don't wanna get mixed up in it, okay?

Room six, no, I'm in room six.

The fight, the disturbance is next door to my room, yeah.

- Yeah, okay, I'll take a look.

(man sighing)

(door knocking) (Renny yelling)

Oh, shit.

(door knocking) - Next door.

What are you guys doing?

- [Renny] Don't worry about it, man.

(door knocking) - Oh, fuck.

Yes.

- Yeah. I just wanted

to be a good neighbor and apologize, you know,

for earlier, all that damn noise.

- Yeah, it's no problem. - No, no, no, it's a problem.

It's a problem, she's a problem.

You know how they can get, man.

You have a sister? - No.

Is she okay, your, sister? - Okay? Yeah, yeah.

She's, she's okay.

She would like you.

You want me to get her?

I mean, I mean, she'd probably want to apologize, you know,

too, for all that noise.

- Yeah, no.

You know, it's a bit late, so-

- What is that back there?

- It's a camera. - It's a funny looking

camera, man.

- Yeah. It's an 8x10. - How about you

take our picture?

- No, it's getting, it's getting laid, it's-

- You're not gonna make me beg, are you?

Come on, man, real quick, she'd just love it.

- Yeah, okay, sure, all right. - Hot dog.

(train clacking) (ominous music)

(door knocking)

- Hey. - I can't believe

I forgot my manners earlier.

I'm Renny, this is my sister, Susie Q.

- I'm Alex.

- Hi. - Come on in.

Make yourselves at home.

Well, I figure maybe just, yeah,

just sit on the edge of the bed.

- Your the man with the camera.

Whatever you say.

- [Alex] That's true.

- Oh, shit, man.

This is, this for you.

It's a peace offering of sorts, you know, for earlier.

- Oof, Jesus, this smells like turpentine.

- (laughs) It'll take pain off just like it.

- Have some, it's real good.

- Yeah. I don't know. - Oh, come on.

You're gonna like it. - Come on.

- Yeah. All right, fuck it.

(Alex coughing)

Ah, damn, what is that?

- That's what you call my secret recipe.

- (coughs) Takes like, is that maple syrup?

Whoo, oh, God.

(Alex coughing) (hand tapping)

- Have some more.

- You sure isn't gonna make me go blind?

- If you watch yourself, man, just fuckin' watch it.

- Fuck.

All right, whoo.

I gotta take this photograph

while I can still see straight.

- [Renny] All right.

Oh.

- Well, where are you from, Alex?

- Los Angeles. - Oh, fuck, I knew it.

He's a city boy.

City boy.

- Don't hold it against me. - I like the city.

- Yeah, of course you do, you love the city.

- Alright, uh, you do me a favor and just hold real still.

- Okay, cheese.

(camera clicking) - Nice.

- [Alex] Mind if I take a couple more?

- Sure.

So, put your boobies up.

So, what do you do in the city, Alex?

- I'm a photographer. - That's a real job?

- Yeah. My old man said the same thing.

- You make any money doing that?

- Yeah. These days, barely, just enough to get by.

- You like it? - Yeah, I do.

It's, it means everything to me, or almost everything.

Hold still.

- Alex, do you ever shoot pussy, shoot pussy pics?

'Cause if you want, Susie here,

she will let you shoot pretty pink pussy.

- Fuck you. - Yeah. You will, right?

Come on, man.

I'm just, I'm jerking your chain, that's all.

It's a fuckin' joke.

Have a drink.

- Yeah. No, I, I think I'm good.

- We're sitting here on your bed.

You're taking our picture,

and you don't wanna, you don't wanna have a drink with us?

Come on.

- Your sister. - Yeah.

Nice to meet you.

Fuck, bottoms up. (Renny laughing)

- Tip that baby up.

There you go, big guy. (Alex coughing)

(upbeat music) - Oh, God.

- Oh, yeah.

- Just a little bit more. - Just a little more.

Little more.

Come on.

♪ All I want to do ♪

♪ All I wanted to do ♪

♪ ls taste your love ♪

♪ Taste your love ♪

♪ Now it's going to be ♪

♪ Time for you and me ♪

♪ They will fly away ♪

♪ And play ♪

♪ And taste your love ♪

♪ Taste your love ♪

♪ Taste your love ♪

♪ Taste your love ♪

♪ Taste your love ♪

♪ Taste your love ♪

(ominous music)

♪ I will fly away ♪

♪ Taste your love ♪

(fan clacking)

- Oh. (sighs)

(Alex groaning)

Fuck.

Oh, God.

(Alex vomiting)

(cars whooshing)

Hello.

(soft music)

Hey, can I help you, man?

- (laughs) I thought this was fucking' you.

Whoa, You look like warm shit or something.

- [Alex] Yeah.

- You have fun last night?

- I can't even remember last night.

- (laughs) You were really something else, man.

- What do you mean? - Because your moves,

you know those sexy fuckin' dance moves.

She was so sweet on you, she was so fuckin' sweet.

- Nothing happened, did it? - Probably did.

- Nothing happened with Susie, right?

Me and Susie, nothing happened?

And I'm married.

- You're married?

I mean, you're asking me if you my fucked sister?

You fucked my sister.

You're too easy to rile up.

Look at you.

Nothing happened, man.

I'm just fuckin' with you.

Don't worry.

- You fuckin' got me, man. - Mm-hm, mm-hm.

What are you doing now? - I was gonna hit the road.

I got just a the thing for you.

You gotta see it.

- Yeah, no, thanks. I'm thinking I'm gonna go

towards Nevada, so-

- Well, no, no, no.

This is 15, 20 minutes, 20 minutes down the road, tops.

And no photographer's seen this shit before.

- Yeah, yeah.

Fine, fuck it, let's go.

- You mind if I burn in here? - Yeah, no, no, no, please.

- No? - No, no, don't smoke.

- Okay.

(upbeat music)

- You like jazz? - Fuck no.

Wait, is this you, you take these?

- Yeah, it was my first book.

Kind of put me on the map.

- Dude, it looks like you just take a bunch of pictures

of poor old busted up places.

(Alex laughing)

- Yeah. I guess on the surface you could look at it that way

or, or you could look at it as a moment.

Capture or nature of the unforgiving power

of nature is gradually reclaiming its topography from the,

from what man has built on it.

- Yeah. It's just, it's just a bunch of old buildings.

You like being a tourist?

- A tourist, maybe I do.

- It's right up here, right up here.

(ominous music)

My granddad lived under those rocks, man.

Slept under 'em years ago.

- Really? - Yeah, man.

He had it all dug out, set up nice.

He had a little place to sleep.

And then he even had a little kitchen with propane.

Over here, was a military base.

They heard he was making dynamite.

Thought he was a fuckin' Nazi or some shit.

And they, they stormed the rock, guns blazing,

shot 'em all up, and they shot him dead.

And they fill in the hole.

It's like he never even existed, man.

- Got a hell of a headstone though.

- You ever seen a UFO?

- Well, I thought I did once, but then it turned out

to be just a satellite being shot into space.

- I see 'em all the time out here, man, UFOs.

- Oh yeah, what do they look like?

- Diamond shaped, bright lights.

And they're ziggin' and they're fuckin' zaggin'

all across the place.

I think they're hunting for their next victim.

Okay, get this, get this, get this.

True story, no bullshit.

June 28th, 1992,

right as my mother is fuckin' forcing me in this shit world,

earthquake shakes some Mojave. 7.4 on the Richter, 7.4.

That is big, that's powerful, man.

That's what shook up all these rocks.

24 seconds.

24, that's what it took.

Listen.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, 10,

11, 12, 13, 14,

15, 16, 17, 18, 19,

20, 21, 22, 23, 24.

That is how long it took to break five faults,

rip a 53-mile gas across the Mojave, man.

You wanna see it, the place where it happened,

I mean, the house I was born in?

- Uh, yeah. I, I, I don't know.

It's getting kinda late, Renny.

- Come on, man.

You're gonna like it.

It is just like one of the, your pictures from the book.

It's just like it.

(ominous music)

- You were born here? - Ah, right in there,

on the fuckin' floor.

- Your family lived in there? - Yeah, you could say that.

- Uh-huh.

It just looks like nobody's lived there

since the fuckin' Dust Bowl.

- What are you saying, Alex?

- Nothing, I just, I- - Is that you're calling me

a fuckin' liar.

- No, that's not what I, I believe you.

Look, if you say you were born in there, man,

you're, you're, you're born in there.

- You think I'm just telling you some story.

- Oh, oh, I, you're fuckin' with me again.

Okay, yeah. I'm not, I'm not falling for that again.

I let you fuck my sister.

You call me a liar?

- What? - What?

(knife stabbing) (Alex gasping)

You fuckin' tourist.

(knife stabbing) (Alex groaning)

(ominous music)

(knife stabbing) (Renny gasping)

(knife stabbing) (Renny screaming)

(intense music)

She's not really my sister.

(Renny grunting)

(Renny screaming)

(Renny screaming)

- [Alex] Hey, I'm just checking in.

Wanted to see if that check showed up.

Um, I went out to this pet cemetery,

and I stopped by this junkyard on the way.

And I, I actually took a portrait

of this old man that lived there,

and I had got me thinking about shooting more people.

And I'm always, I'm so focused on the landscape,

and the buildings, everything but people.

I went and watched the sunset out by the new sand dune.

- That's the last you've heard from him?

- [Wife] Yeah.

- Can I get a copy of that? - Sure.

- Now, do you know what he was gonna be

taking photographs of?

- Um, just random things he comes across.

Landscapes and old buildings, mostly.

Here.

- "Death of The New West."

- So on this trip, he was saying that he wanted to recapture

what he felt when he made that book.

- When was that? - Mm, about 20 years ago.

- Oh, did he say how he was gonna do that?

- Yeah. No cell phone, no GPS.

Just driving around to purposely get lost, I guess.

- Purposely get lost. - Yeah, that's what

he calls it.

- What I need to ask you may be difficult,

but it's important. - Mm-mm.

- Was there any indication,

any sign that maybe Alex was having an affair?

- No, he would never, I'm, yeah, I'm positive.

- Even those closest to us can have another side

that we don't see, that we don't want to see.

- Not Alex.

- I had a case in Nevada,

it was a another missing person's case.

A man about Alex's age.

And this guy was a, a real family man, you know,

a pretty wife, three kids,

and a cute little doggy, the whole bit.

One night, he doesn't come home from work.

The next day is Sunday.

And he would never miss church with the family, never.

A week or so goes by, and he's still missing.

It's like he just vanished into thin air,

and the cops weren't doing anything.

And so the wife calls me.

I take the case, and start digging into things,

bank records, and credit card statements, phone bills.

And I notice all these calls to this same number.

Now this number is not his wife, it's not his work,

it's definitely not the church.

It's a strip joint just outside of town,

called The Lusty Lady.

So I go there asking around,

turns out he's actually a regular.

He's real sweet on the girls, Diamond.

Bouncer tells me that Diamond's been known

to earn extra cash on the side.

- Alex is not out fucking some hooker.

- I'm not saying he is.

I'm just saying people have secrets.

(ominous music)

I'm sorry if I upset you earlier.

Sometimes the job can be a little unsavory.

- People can have secrets, just not Alex, not anymore.

I know him.

- What do you mean, not anymore?

- It was such a long time ago.

But he used to go on benders, black out,

and he'd try to hide it from me.

That was the old Alex, that person doesn't exist.

- I see. - Do you really think

you can find him?

- [Harold] Yes, I do.

(ominous music) (women moaning)

- [Woman] Oh, oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

(women chattering and laughing)

(cars whooshing)

(ominous music)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking) (ominous music)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

(cars whooshing)

(bell ringing)

- Looks like some kind of project in here.

- Yeah, single or double?

- Actually, I'm lookin' for someone

who would've stayed here about a week back

for a couple of nights.

Um, do you recognize the gentleman in this photograph?

- It's hard to say, doesn't look familiar.

- Do you keep, like, a guest book, registration log?

- Yeah, that's, that's confidential.

- I'm a private detective hired by the family, and I get it.

You know, I understand that you have to protect

your guest's privacy.

But I'm looking for someone who's missing, might be hurt.

This woman here, that's his wife.

She's very worried about him.

Come on, gimme a hand.

- What did you say last week? - Yeah.

Name's Alex Clark.

- Alex Clark, room six.

- [Harold] What does this red mark mean?

- Well, that means he left without returning the room key.

- That seem odd?

- No. Happens all the time.

People pay in advance and forget to bring the key back.

- You change the locks on the doors when that happens?

- No, no, it's all electronic now.

Key cards, you know, I gotta change with the times.

- Did he leave any luggage,

like maybe some photographic equipment behind?

- [Receptionist] It's hard to say.

Cleaning ladies didn't bring me anything.

- Can I take a look at room six?

- Sure. It's 50 a night, pay in advance.

- (laughs)I can't just take a quick peek.

- Peek all you want for 50 a night.

(cars whooshing) (trunk clicking)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

(camera clicking)

(buttons clicking)

(phone ringing)

(cars whooshing)

(lid slamming) (ominous music)

(ominous music)

(soft music)

(water running)

- Sam? - Yes.

- Hi. - Any news?

- [Harold] Not much to report

that we didn't already know.

Alex was in Yucca Valley at the Budget Inn Motel.

I confirmed that he registered here on Wednesday the 10th.

Checked into room six, and I'm staying here.

I'm actually in the, in the same room.

- [Sam] Was any of his stuff there, his bags?

- [Harold] No.

I haven't found anything of his.

(Sam faintly speaking)

Clark said that Alex left without checking out.

There was an elderly gentleman,

Jessop, Gus Jessop.

I talked to him at his junkyard.

He says that Alex took his photograph,

but he only saw him briefly.

- [Sam] What about the old military base?

- Yes, I've been to the abandoned military base.

I found a packet of lens tissues there, nothing else.

I'm going back out there tomorrow.

- [Sam] So there's, (speaks faintly).

- Well, I can't really say as of yet.

Something's not quite right.

- [Sam] What do you mean?

- I don't know, it's just a feeling.

Hey, one other thing.

Does this phone number mean anything to you?

760-129-7639?

- [Sam] I don't think so, no.

- Nothing.

I figured it was a long shot.

Okay, I'll give you a ring tomorrow,

sooner if anything substantial pops up.

- [Sam] Okay, thank you.

- Okay, talk then.

"The wild beast of the desert shall also meet

with the jackals, and the wild goat shall bleat

to its companion.

Also, the night creature shall rest there

and find for herself, a place of rest."

(ominous music)

(Renny moaning)

(ominous music)

- [Woman] Did he, did he turn up yet?

- [Sam] No. I, I think something that bad

has actually happened.

I've hired a private investigator.

- You hired someone to find him?

Sam, I mean this in the best possible way,

but Alex, I mean, he's always been unreliable.

- He wouldn't just disappear like this.

- All I'm saying is you've been paying the mortgage

for the past two years and now you're paying

someone to track him down.

He's gonna turn up, I, I promise you.

Like, and when he does, I just think

that you should reconsider this toxic cycle

he's got you in.

It shouldn't be about him anymore, (speaks faintly).

(insects chirping)

(wind whooshing)

(trees whooshing) (flag whooshing)

(camera clicking)

(upbeat music)

- And that's when you decided to hire Mr. Paladino.

- Yeah.

Like I said, I hired him

after multiple attempts with the police

to try to get someone to look into my missing husband.

- Listen, I'm here now.

Your husband is a priority.

All the information you gave me,

more than I usually get.

This morning,

I put a call out to the sheriff in Antelope Valley, Valdez.

He's good.

He's put a BOLO out for your husband.

My number's on the card, if you hear anything.

I'll call with any news.

(ominous music)

How much do you know about Harold Paladino?

- What do you mean? - What do you really know

about Harold Paladino?

- [Sam] I feel like there's something

you should be telling me.

- [Officer] Harold used to be on the force, did good work.

But he had a reputation.

- A reputation? - Yes.

- Like unsavory? - One way to put it.

There were allegations.

- [Sam] What exactly did he do?

- [Officer] I'm not sure of the details,

but it cost him his badge.

(car breaking)

(cars whooshing)

(window knocking)

- Hey. - Hi.

- You a cop. - No.

- Well, you're driving a cop's car, you look like a cop.

- Not a cop, positive.

- You know, if you really are one, you gotta say so,

or else that's entrapment, and that's illegal.

- Miss. Like I said, I'm not a policeman.

- Can I get in?

- Sure.

- Hi, I'm Susie.

What's your name?

- Harold. - You wanna have some fun,

Harold?

40 for a suck, 100 for a fuck.

Mm, what's wrong, Harold?

It's not sexy enough for you.

Or do you like little boys?

(Harold laughing) Fuck you.

- Hey, hang on a second.

This, this is for you,

if I can ask you some questions.

Ah, not so hasty. - Fuck.

- Don't be greedy.

Answer the questions first, okay?

Have you ever seen the gentleman in this photograph?

- Thought you said you weren't a cop.

- Just look at the photograph.

- I ain't never seen that man. - Look again.

- I said I ain't never seen that man.

- You sure? - Yeah, man,

I'm fuckin' sure.

- Okay. Okay. - We done?

- No. How long have you been working this area, this motel?

- I don't know, two, three months.

- Business good?

- All right.

- Where are you livin'?

- None of your fuckin' business.

- Hey, language.

Do you want the money or not?

Where do you live?

- Here and there. - Here and there.

- Mm-hm. Sometimes, here at the motel,

and sometimes other places.

- Other places?

- Places you don't ever wanna go.

(Harold laughing)

- Is that right? - Mm-hm.

Real dangerous.

- There's any more for you waitin' up in my room.

(doors slamming)

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

- [Harold] Harold Paladino here.

(Sam sighing)

(phone ringing)

- This is detective- - Fuck.

(phone slamming)

(cars whooshing)

(wall banging) (people moaning)

(Sam sighing)

- [Alex] I am not sure how I feel about that in here.

- Hmm, what do you mean?

- [Alex] The photo, it's weird.

- Weird Because you took it?

- Yeah. And now it's hanging in our bedroom.

- What, are you embarrassed someone's gonna see it?

- Yeah, I guess. - Oh, that's interesting.

Who are you planning on inviting into the bedroom

that you don't wanna see it?

- (laughs) Very funny.

I just, doesn't it seem sort of egotistical

to have something of mine up in the house?

- No, - I think so.

- Well, too bad, I like it.

- Why? What do you like about it?

- (sighs) Formally, the composition is pleasing.

It's balanced.

It's exposed. - Proper exposure is, is good.

- It fills up the empty space on the wall nicely.

- Oh, I'm, yeah, I'm glad that's.

Seriously though.

What, what do you like about it?

- (sighs) Seriously, um, I like looking at it

right before I go to sleep,

and imagining what's projected on the screen.

Sometimes it's a black and white thriller,

or cheap slasher, or like a sci-fi monster movie.

- What about about a porno? - A porno

at a drive-in?

Come on. - Yeah.

Bring the whole family. (both laughing)

Okay, so what's playing tonight?

- Hmm, I don't know, maybe it is a porno.

- Really? - Maybe.

Hmm.

(Sam moaning) (water running)

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

(phone buzzing)

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Don't you fucking wake him.

What do you think?

- Gross.

- Oh, I think it fuckin' suits me.

(wind whooshing)

Fuck you.

(phone ringing)

- [Alex] Hey, this is Alex.

Leave a message.

- It's so stupid, I keep expecting you to pick up.

(soft music)

I keep expecting you to walk through the front door.

I think I can hear you outside.

(Sam sighing)

I wish you'd never left, Alex.

I wish you'd never gone on this trip.

I wish you were here.

(ominous music)

(man faintly speaking)

(cars whooshing)

- Oh, fuck me, man.

(Harold groaning)

(bottle rattling)

Fuckin' bitch.

Hey.

Where are they?

- Where are who?

Jesus.

What the fuck is goin' on?

- I think I got a pretty good lead on

what might have happened to- - Alex?

- What happened to Alex.

- Are you serious right now?

- Yes, I am.

What are you doing here?

- What am I doing here?

What are you doing here?

You're clearly not out looking for my husband.

- Actually, that's all I've been doing.

- Um, what does this have to do with Alex?

- I got doped. - Oh, bullshit.

- Plain and simple. - Fucking bullshit.

Just like the story you told me,

fuckin' family man, and a stripper, that was you.

That's how you lost your badge, isn't it?

Fucking strippers or witnesses.

What else did you do?

- What? Who, who told, who told you that?

- What the fuck does it matter?

- It doesn't matter, nevermind.

But look, I've got a lead.

I got a, a hunch. - A hunch?

- Yeah. Listen, Sam, I got drugged.

This fuckin' hooker- - Fuck you.

You are fired.

- Sam.

Wait.

(door slamming)

(ominous music)

(ominous music)

(door slamming) (ominous music)

- Fuck. (sighs)

(car rumbling)

- What a fuckin' world.

(ominous music)

(cane clacking)

(women moaning)

(Sam groaning)

(Sam whimpering)

- [Man] Okay, thank you.

(ominous music)

(trunk slamming)

(women moaning)

(Sam whimpering)

(lights clicking)

(door rolling)

(chair grinding)

(lights clicking) (Sam whimpering)

- Hey, hey, please.

Please, please help me.

Please, oh, my God.

(Renny bleating)

Please, please, please, please, please, please, please.

Please, please. - Please, please.

Please, please, please, please.

Go ahead, go.

(Sam crying and murmuring)

(Sam gasping)

Oh, my God, oh, my God.

Oh, my God, oh, my God. (cries)

(Sam screaming)

Please.

(Sam whimpering)

- Let's see what you've got now, come on.

(Sam screaming) (ominous music)

(Sam choking and whimpering)

Watch this, bitch.

Watch this, bitch.

(Sam screaming)

- Oh, please. (cries)

(intense music)

(Sam screaming)

(gun cocking)

- Brother, no. (gun firing)

(ominous music) (Sam yelling)

(gun firing) (woman screaming)

(women screaming) (gun firing)

- [Renny] Brother!

- [Harold] Sam.

Sam, Sam, I'm sorry.

(Harold laughing)

- What are we doing here?

- Uh, well, this, this whole thing just

sometimes steers itself. (groans)

I don't even really know who you are now. (laughs)

Now, I'm dying.

- No, you're not.

You're just hurt.

(laughs) No, you, you can tell when you're dying.

I, I didn't know that until just now.

I used to come here as a kid.

Well, not exactly here, but,

but once, just like it,

and watch double features, and triple features.

And then, and then as a, as a teenager, (laughs)

You know, the awkward fondlings of young men. (laughs)

(Harold groaning)

- Hey, easy.

(Harold groaning)

- Time is slow,

and then it's not, right? (groans)

- Harold.

Harold.

(ominous music)

(car beeping)

(film whirring)

(film buzzing)

(ominous music)

(Sam yelling)

(Alex groaning)

(Renny screaming)

(woman laughing)

(Sam screaming)

(wind whooshing)

(wind whooshing) (birds chirping)

(men laughing)

(men faintly speaking)

(people faintly speaking)

(objects clattering)

(people faintly speaking)

(soft music)