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(birds chirping) (water sloshing)

(Julia moaning)

(Julia moaning)

(lips smacking)

(Julia moaning)

- Do you like it?

- Yes.

(Julia moaning)

(gentle music) (birds chirping)

(Julia moaning)

(light music)

Thank you.

(Liam sighs)

- [Dad] Hey, girls, Thea, Julia.

Girls, what the fuck is this?

Did you just, did you just give that guy money?

- [Thea] Find you later.

- You bought your sister a fucking hooker?

(footsteps tapping)

- [Thea] Happy birthday, sis.

You made it to 18.

(gentle music)

(Julia chuckles)

- [Julia] I've never seen that.

You were the son.

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(bike rattling)

(bike bell clings)

(bike rattling) (birds chirping)

(Liam and Rachel moaning) (lawnmower revving)

(dog barking)

(Liam and Rachel moaning)

- [Rachel] Yeah.

(Liam and Rachel moaning)

- [Liam] Yeah.

That's it, that's it. (chuckles)

(Liam and Rachel moaning)

(intense music)

(light music)

(Liam and Rachel moaning)

(Liam and Rachel panting)

(lips smacking)

(Liam and Rachel panting)

- Thank you. (chuckles)

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

I'm okay, I'm okay.

(both laughing)

- You hungry?

(both panting)

- Yeah, I'm hungry.

(singers vocalizing)

(lid clinks)

I want you to take this money

and get yourself a nice young girl.

- I've got a nice girl right here.

- [Rachel] Okay. (chuckles)

- [Liam] Now you should eat.

(plastic rustles)

- (chuckles) Very big.

(Liam chuckles)

- Hey, um, do you think you could pay me

on the app, actually?

- Why, do you need more money, Liam?

- (chuckles) No, it's, it's not that.

It's just, it's easier, like through the,

through the app on the phone.

- (chuckles) I, I don't know.

- Oh.

That's okay, do you, do you mind if I just do it?

- No.

- [Liam] We'll just say it's for a sandwich

and we'll know what it means.

(both chuckle)

- Okay. - $400 sandwich.

- I love this sandwich,

but I love you more.

I love you so much.

- That's great, Rachel.

(lips smack)

- [Rachel] Don't go.

- I have to go.

- [Rachel] Please.

- I have to. - No.

- You don't. - I do.

- Stay. - I have to go.

(sandwich squelches)

(both laughing)

- Go.

Go and share your gift with the whole world,

what a wonderful thing.

I love you, I love you.

I love you so much. - I love you too.

- No, you don't.

I don't know if you love anybody,

but we love you just the same.

(gentle music)

And when you're out there,

remember, you are a Goddamn fucking machine.

(both chuckling)

You're adorable.

And you're a hunk and a beefcake.

(both chuckling)

- [Liam] Thank you, Rachel.

(bike rattling)

(train rattling)

(gentle music) (singers vocalizing)

(crowd chattering)

(doorbell buzzing)

- [Man] Liam, the wings on the porch, turn back.

(bike rattling)

- [Man] Hey, excuse me.

(gentle music) (singers vocalizing)

(bike clatters)

(knuckles rapping)

(doorbell ringing)

(knuckles rapping)

- Hey.

(knuckles rapping)

Hey, man.

I have your cookies.

Hot, warm, fresh (indistinct) cookies.

They're getting cold out here all over.

(Ray snoring)

- Stupid dick.

(Ray snoring)

(footsteps tapping)

Stupid dick.

Stupid dick.

Stupid dick.

Stupid dick.

Stupid dick.

Stupid dick.

Stupid dick. (knuckles rapping)

- Hey, man.

I have your cookies.

Gooey cookies, all for you when they're getting cold,

all alone out here.

(knuckles rapping)

(bike rattling)

- Batter up, batter up.

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

Fuck you.

(urine splashing)

(phone ringing)

- [Liam] This is Liam's phone.

Don't leave a message, I love you.

(gentle music) (singers vocalizing)

- Hi.

Standing on this stoop, thinking about my last time,

holding this bag of cookies.

Like, only gonna fuck one more weirdo,

but kind of wonder where my partner is, so calm me back.

(knuckles rapping)

Hey, man.

(bike rattling)

- Hello.

I've got some milk, the milk for the cookies.

Oh.

- Oh, yeah.

Oh, this is good.

Okay.

Now tell me to stop.

- What?

- Yeah, tell me to stop fucking her.

Fucking do it.

- Sorry, Liam, I couldn't help myself.

- Oh, okay.

Can I leave and come back?

- Yeah. - Okay.

(footsteps tapping)

(Liam gasps)

(objects thud)

What?

(couch clattering)

No. (sobs)

What is this?

Thea, how can you do this to me?

- Oh, fuck.

- No.

(Liam sobbing)

- God.

I fucking hate everything.

(Ray moaning)

(Ray panting)

(phone clinks and dings)

(Ray sighs)

(vehicle whooshing)

(footsteps tapping)

(gentle music)

(lips smacking)

(Thea panting)

(gentle music continues)

(Thea panting)

- [Liam] Am I scaring you?

- [Thea] Yeah.

- [Liam] You want me to stop?

- No.

(both panting and moaning)

(Thea moaning)

(light music)

(both panting)

- [Liam] (chuckles) I'm sorry.

- Don't apologize. - I didn't mean

to make you cry.

- Don't apologize.

That's (indistinct) exactly it.

- You know what I just realize?

We left the backpacks inside.

- I'll go, you stay here with me.

- Sure.

(lips smack)

(vehicle engines revving)

(gentle music)

(bike rattling)

- Hey, sorry.

- You good? - Yeah.

(gate creaks)

(bike rattling)

(gentle ominous music)

(bikes rattling) (gentle ominous music)

(gentle ominous music continues)

(kid screaming)

(man on radio speaks indistinctly)

- Yeah, I hear you,

I'm just wondering if you could do better than solicitation.

- Horse.

(Dodge groans)

(man on radio speaks indistinctly)

- [Rick] I just don't see how solicitation is my concern.

(car door thuds)

No.

- What? - No.

- Can I use it tonight? - Not today.

- To try her out? - Uh-uh.

- (sighs) Come on, man.

It's only paperwork, it's only paperwork if you tell on me.

- See, that's the kind of thing

that makes people not like us.

- You know what?

That's no reason to fuck with a man

and to fuck with his job.

Everyone bitches about fucking brutality.

It's this hatred for what we do, for what we stand for,

and for what we dedicated our lives to doing,

just because we have a couple of balls and a cock.

- All right. - Let's go.

- All right, make the next thing you say the address.

- [Man On Radio] (indistinct) on Sheridan, 104 and 2093.

- Just let me fire off one round and then I'll be done.

- [Rick] No. (gun thuds)

(car engine revving)

- [Thea] I'm so dirty.

- I know, I was gonna say same thing. (chuckles)

Me, I'm clean as a dish.

- What does that mean?

- It means that dishes are clean

and I'm clean. - I don't think

people say that.

(door clatters)

Liam, come here.

- What?

- Shut up and get in the tub.

(water sloshes)

No, you're supposed to take your stuff off first.

Rules in the tub.

- I didn't know there were rules.

- Seriously? - Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, (indistinct).

There are rules, you know?

And you break all of them.

- [Liam] No, I don't.

- [Thea] Yeah, you do.

- No, I don't.

- [Thea] Did you fuck my whole family?

- No.

- [Thea] Me, my sister, my dad.

- Okay, that's not how it happened, your dad's a dick.

- Show me.

(car engine revving)

- He pulled over the car, I got in.

(body thuds)

(door thuds)

And then, he have this weird wooden box,

he put it on my lap.

- [Thea] Like this?

- [Dad] You're not gonna wanna pass up an opportunity.

- [Thea] Okay, what's your name?

- [Liam] Liam.

- You hungry, Liam?

- No.

- You're kind of skinny that's why I asked.

- Thanks.

- Listen, I love my daughters, my family, my car.

I love what I've done for myself.

And all I ask is for respect for my things in my life.

- I respect you. - No, you don't.

- Yes, I do.

What?

(curtains scraping)

- Right now, you're young and cute,

the girls are young and cute,

I bet even the boys are young and cute.

- And the girls are young and bouncy.

And I bet the boys are even tight.

But, uh, pretty soon,

you're just gonna be a washed out whore.

- The problems, self problems,

you won't be all rubbery, elastic, smooth.

And not to mention your head.

(lips smack)

(pensive music)

(machine whirs)

- Your box just spit out a buck.

- [Thea] Keep it.

- [Liam] Eat the money?

- [Both] Yeah, you want money for nothing, right?

Sucks.

- Pleasure.

- [Both] That's not work.

It's bullshit.

- That box right there. - That thing?

It's magic.

(Liam chuckles)

It keeps spitting out money.

- [Thea] Smell it.

(Liam sniffs)

- Cash.

- How much I owe you? - $500.

(Dad chuckles)

- It should be a privilege to eat out my daughter.

(Liam chuckles)

- I'm good at what I do.

- Now, give me some. - Stop.

- We're not another hunter. - Stop.

Stop it.

- You fuck my daughters, and you won't even kiss me.

(pensive music)

(sunglasses clatters)

- I see you.

(lips smack)

Stop. - Why?

- You said you.

Stop.

You said we didn't have to-

- Just print yourself another 20.

- Stop it.

You said we didn't have

to do it. - You fuck my daughters,

but you won't kiss me.

- You're just a cheap magic trick, Liam.

(Dad grunting)

- You're just a cheap magic trick.

(pensive music)

(water sloshes)

(pensive music continues)

(camera shutter clicks)

(plastic rustles)

(camera shutter clicks)

(groovy music)

(money rustles)

- [Officer] First, I thought it was a shotgun

or exploding round, but this is handmade,

like someone carved into the back of his head.

- (sighs) Hey, be careful,

you don't get outta that blood in your hands.

- Yeah, don't worry about me.

- You know, I don't know how you can deal with kids.

Don't you know they come outta women.

- Well, they don't have your bad attitude yet.

- Yeah, I will.

- This guy's still gonna live the American dream.

Ask a handsome fellow like you did the dance.

- I don't think so, I don't roll that way.

- (sighs) Watch your tone, you make him feel bad.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

You're gonna go ahead and shoot up the whole school?

(Dodge imitates gun banging)

(Dodge screams)

Because if you do, I'm gonna be waiting there

with a body bag.

- Our job is to intervene before such things happen.

- And that's what we're doing, we're intervening.

Do you understand?

Look me in the eyes.

Fuck, it's gnarly in there.

- What did she say when I call it in, gnarly?

- Yeah, gnarly, she says it's gnarly.

- What'd you taking the cookies?

- Who the fuck do you think is gonna miss

the generic store band piece of shit cookies.

- Officer, officer, I saw somebody bring those cookies.

- Did you get a good look at 'em?

Can you describe them?

- They were cute, I like them.

- [Rick] Cute, like how?

Like, what do you think is cute?

- They seemed open to the world.

Brave, very brave.

- Uh-huh.

Are you fucking kidding?

- I get it.

Let's just go find Liam.

(gentle music)

- I want you to quit with me.

- [Liam] Is that the new rule?

- It's the new rule.

- [Liam] I don't want to, Thea, this is what I do.

- What happens when you're all old and worn out,

like my dad said. - That happens to everybody.

- Not if you're smart, it doesn't.

(bed rustles)

- [Liam] I'm trapped.

- You're not trapped,

you just need to think of a new thing to do.

- [Liam] I have one thing.

- Some people keep loving money separate.

- [Liam] Not me.

- [Thea] I knew you were gonna say that.

- [Liam] I like making people light up.

- Yeah, you make everyone feel good.

(Liam chuckles)

You got a dip right here.

- I got a hole in my head?

- [Thea] For both of us.

- Hmm.

(gentle music)

(Liam chuckles)

That tickle.

(phone dings)

(vehicles whooshing)

(bike rattling)

(gate clatters)

(footsteps tapping)

(knuckles rapping)

(gate clicks)

- As I live and breathe.

It's our lovely Liam.

You're just in time, man, she's ready for you.

- No, man.

She's ready for you.

(gentle music) (person panting)

(door thuds)

Okay, you might wanna put some, uh, lemon

on the guacamole just in case this takes so long.

Don't you hate it when it goes all gray.

- [Robert] Lemon.

Lemon.

Yeah, just make sure you wash your fingers.

Wash your fingers. (Liam chuckles)

- [Liam] Oh, my God, you're right.

(knuckles rapping)

- [Jill] Oh, my God, you're here.

- Hi, Jill.

- [Jill] Just yesterday, I, I heard a gun, a gunshot.

- [Liam] Oh, no.

- [Jill] They made me so nervous.

- That's terrible.

Do you mind if I bring Robert in?

- Sure, I guess.

(baby cooing)

- [Robert] Hey, baby.

(Jill moaning)

- That feels nice.

- Of course it does.

(both sigh)

You mind if I let Robert try?

- Oh, sure, yeah, I guess.

- Okay.

- Hi.

- Hi.

(lips smack)

- Do you like that?

- [Jill] Yeah.

I'm dreaming of the chickens.

- The chickens?

(toy squeaks)

(Jill moans)

In the yard.

Behind the wire fence.

(both moaning)

That's where my love lives.

(Jill moans)

Crawling on your hands and knees.

Grabbing the squawking bird.

(toy squeaks) (Jill moans)

- Yes.

- Grab it.

(Jill moaning)

(light music)

I'll bring a snack.

- Chicken?

(Robert panting)

- The chicken, baby.

(both moaning) (toy squeaks)

(gentle music)

(bike rattling) (birds chirping)

(footsteps tapping)

- We have cats in there.

- This is for the cats?

- And it'll go crazy, that thing was my grandmother's.

She whittled wood, made little dolls and horse figurines.

But yeah, the cat gets weird,

can like stab him or something.

(bike clatters)

As for me, (chuckles)

I'm about to go get (indistinct) high.

(bike bell rings)

- Got a pizza delivery.

Got a medium sausage pizza.

Pizza delivery.

(gentle music)

Got a pizza delivery.

Got a medium sausage pizza.

- Who gives a shit about the pizza.

I came here to fuck.

Come on, sweetheart. - Okay, cool.

- You like that? - Mm-hm.

- Oh, you're all white and creamy.

You mind if I call you Milky?

- Milky?

Uh, sure, I guess not.

- Not much of a talker, are you, Milky?

On a account of you being retarded.

- I like you. - I'm not, what?

- Yeah.

You got head trauma, I can tell.

You got a big bald spot up here.

Hey, you learned to be horny,

despite your bald head and lack of verbal aptitude.

It's okay.

I'll fuck you just the same.

- It's just a cowlick.

- You and your twin sister,

you suck and fuck every trucker in this old run downtown.

You, Milky, you're the bad one.

You got the missing connections, the gaps between synapses.

They're buzzing like ghosts,

hissing and zapping in your skull.

Killing you, and driving you to kill.

- Hey.

(Martin chuckles)

- What the hell, man?

- Carry my ass around.

(Martin laughing)

I can tell, you're a moron just like me.

Just a vast empty head.

A portal to discovery.

(birds chirping) (pensive music)

You know the other day,

I saw a kid covered in blood and bones.

Only thing he could talk about was cookies.

- Cookies?

- Yeah, I work at the courthouse.

Cops are looking for two delivery kids,

kind of like you, Milky.

Did you do it?

- Fuck off, man.

- (chuckles) That's right.

Get it out, Milky.

You little psycho killer.

- I didn't kill anybody.

(Martin chuckles)

- Then why do you got that knife?

(Martin spits)

Yeah, come on, Milky.

(Martin chuckles)

Yeah, get it out, you pussy.

Yeah, come on.

Fuck my ass, bitch.

(Martin grunts)

- Yeah.

You like that? - Yeah.

- That's what you like. - Yeah.

Fuck me, you bitch. - That's what you like?

(Martin grunts)

Stop, stop, stop.

- Come on. - Stop.

- Come on, stop, stop. - Come on, kill me.

Kill me.

(pensive music)

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Fuck my ass, bitch.

Yes.

(both moaning)

(Liam speaks indistinctly)

Yes.

(both moaning and panting)

(light music)

(both panting)

(Martin sobbing)

- It's okay, it's okay.

(lips smacking)

(Martin crying)

(Liam shushing)

- You should be more careful.

Somebody could get hurt.

- I'm very careful.

(lips smack)

(pensive jazz music)

(bike rattling)

(vehicle whooshing)

(bike rattling)

(pensive jazz music continues)

(siren blares)

Fuck this.

- Hey, I guess this whore app really works.

- Hey, kid, did you bring our donuts?

- We ordered donuts, 'cause we're cops, get it?

- [Liam] Hey, what the fuck?

Hey.

What about my bike?

- [Dodge] Fuck your bike.

(car engine revving)

- [Liam] I've got, I've got a delivery, so.

- Yeah, yeah, that's all right,

'cause that's what we wanna talk to you about.

- [Dodge] Yeah, who do we talk to about customer service?

- [Liam] What?

- [Rick] See, I ordered this crazy thing.

- [Dodge] This guy's nuts.

- [Rick] I ordered cookies.

- [Dodge] Who, who gets cookies delivered.

- [Rick] And then two people show up, cookies.

- [Dodge] It was fucking crazy,

he told me about it the next day.

- Yeah, but then I got killed.

- Man, look at all these fucking cunts out tonight.

They're fucking miniskirts and they're high heels,

just trying to get a big dick inside of them.

Fuck 'em raw, it makes me sick.

- Calm down. - What?

It's just guy talk, we're having fun.

It's how we get to know each other.

Right, Liam?

Oh, yeah, the city makes us use Polaroids,

everything's gotta be hard copy.

- [Liam] My God.

- Yeah, they scoop the brains out, something good.

- A big hole. - Mm-hm.

Yeah, it's a nice space, but what they're asking for rent,

forget about it.

(both laughing)

- He's got mute, I'm going back there.

- [Rick] Watch it, watch it.

- Oh.

Ah, whoo.

(Dodge chuckles)

I am not the young man I used to be.

Listen, calm down.

(Liam sobbing)

I, um.

I think you did it.

- Oh, fuck.

- [Rick] It's all right, calm down.

All right, this is scary, he's stupid.

I'm too pretty for this line of work,

but we're here to help you, okay?

We're gonna help you fix this thing, okay?

- I don't know what happened.

I went in the house, I delivered the food, I left.

I don't know how that happened, I don't know.

- That's great. - Well, a little bit in fall.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

- Now were you alone?

- Yeah. - Huh?

- Yes.

- Mm.

You know, that's funny because we have an eye witness

that says they saw you and that little girlfriend of yours

leaving the scene of the crime

right after this dude got murdered

in front of his fucking kid.

- She's not my girlfriend.

- It's complicated, we get it.

So this is nowadays, huh?

Yeah.

How this wokeness just looks like unmasked perversion

if you ask me.

You know, young, young men like yourself,

it's no wonder you're confused.

No veil over the temptation anymore, it's apps.

It's like little traps right there in your pocket.

No one faults you for being confused, son.

You just need a little bit of help,

you don't know right from wrong.

Help, that's us.

We're the helpers.

We're here to help.

- [Dodge] Yeah, we're your guidance counselors,

we come from above.

- Mm-hm, he's joking, but it's, it's true.

No more of the deliveries, okay?

- Sure. - Sure.

It's gonna ruin your life, all right?

(sighs) How well do you know Thea Williams?

- What?

- She's in the database, dude.

The fucking computer.

(dramatic music) (car engine rumbles)

(car door thuds)

Hey, keep your head on a swivel, okay?

(car engine revving)

- What's going on?

- Did you ever do anything wrong?

- No, never.

- The cops just drove me around they say they found a head.

- A head? - Yeah.

That guy, Ray, your last guy.

Stop.

They showed me a picture of his head.

- Just chill out.

- There's a dead guy, Thea.

That guy we fucked, he's dead.

- [Thea] Fuck up.

- Yeah, it is pretty fuck up.

They think we did it, they say you're in the computer.

- I think everyone's in the computer,

so I don't really know what that means.

Just sleep with me.

- His brains.

(Thea sighs)

- [Thea] I'm dreaming, it's nice.

- What are you dreaming about this time?

- Our life in a magic box.

It's made of wood and the lines make a shape,

and the shape makes a picture.

And I know that shape and box and cash,

and picture are just words I know,

but when you open the door.

- [Liam] The door?

- Or whatever you wanna call it.

- [Liam] Door.

- When you open the door, that's the magic part.

Everything's piled in there.

It's you and me and the dirty money,

and the house and everything's okay.

(water sloshing)

(bike rattling)

(phone dings)

- I don't have much to say. (sniffs)

I guess Ray got that from me.

I do know that Ray always liked to smoke.

(door thuds)

Especially when he had to think

about something heavy weighing on his soul.

I know it's not healthy,

but I ask that we all smoke today, and (indistinct).

(woman sobs)

Oh, Ray.

(woman crying)

- Okay, guys.

- [Woman] Oh, my God.

- How about we have one for Ray, huh?

(woman crying) (lighter clicking)

There you go.

For Ray, huh?

(lighter clicks)

- Hey, buddy.

- You whore me on the app to this.

- I thought you wanted to pay respects, you know,

to that guy you killed.

Oh, am I making you mad at me?

- Let's all smoke one for Ray.

How about it?

(woman crying)

Have a good one here.

Smoke one for Ray.

There you go.

Smoke them down.

(woman crying)

(lighter clicks)

All right, tell me about your daddy.

(kid coughs)

- I feel really, really good.

(body thuds)

(feedback squealing)

- Jesus, that was bleak.

Let's go somewhere fun.

(kid coughing)

(woman crying)

- [Rick] You all right?

You'll be all right.

(upbeat music)

(crowd cheering and chattering)

(crowd chattering)

- [Man] Johnny Chicago, you leave dog on me.

- She's got something for everybody, you know.

Hey, you still got my knife?

- Oh, yeah, do you need it back?

- No, not at all.

Seems like you need it more than me, plus I've got my own.

- Get that one from your grandma too?

- [Johnny] My maternal one this time.

- Hey, let me ask you something,

why do they call you Johnny Chicago?

- Maybe you don't know.

But I was the purest, best all American delivery boy,

arrived on a train from Iowa and nothing

but my bleach white tidy whiteness.

You know how they stayed so clean?

- [Liam] No, how?

- Train car hobos cleaned every single straw.

Licked them, before they let me sleep in the head.

- Now you're slinging hot dogs?

- Hey, come on, man.

But I still fuck perfect, and everybody loves me.

(crowd cheer and chatter) (upbeat music)

- I see you've been talking to your twin sister.

- Oh, yeah, kind of.

- Johnny Chicago, huh? - Uh-huh.

- He's a legend. - Oh, yeah?

- Just like you're gonna be.

- I don't think I wanna be a legend like that,

he seems kind of fuck up.

(Martin laughs)

(upbeat music)

(phone dings)

- [Woman 1] I got a special delivery.

- [Woman 2] What's the order?

- [Woman 1] Wet Italian beef.

- Do it quick, I heard one of the clients got murdered.

- [Woman 1] No, shit.

- Yeah, the cops found the body

with the brains fucked down.

- Kind of hot.

- Oh, dude.

(crowd cheering)

- Do I know you?

- She's been thinking about you.

- What have you been up to?

- [Julia] I've almost graduated.

- [Liam] Oh, with what?

- She thinks she's fancy.

- It's boring, criminal psychology.

(upbeat music)

- Be back in just a second.

(crowd chattering)

(door creaks)

(body thuds)

(Liam sobbing)

Fuck.

(crowd cheering)

(Liam panting)

(upbeat music)

(Thea moaning)

- Come on, let's get outta here.

(upbeat music)

- I should save it for work.

- He loves his work.

- More than he loves us.

- [Julia] Seems like it doesn't.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

(Thea and Julia moaning)

(upbeat music continues)

(hand slaps)

(Thea and Julia moaning)

(light music)

(lips smacking)

- [Thea] Who was best this time?

- Still you.

- I wouldn't resent you if you picked her.

- [Liam] She's nice too.

- [Thea] Yeah, I bet she is.

What if you just stayed with me today?

We could go on vacation.

You and Julia could run away together.

- Yeah, yeah.

What if I did?

(Liam sighs)

How many of these are you gonna make?

- Guess what?

She left us champagne and caviar.

(footsteps tapping)

- What were you talking to Martin about last night?

- [Thea] The money box.

- Oh, like a con?

- Where are you going?

- I have work.

- Will you stay and just eat a little?

You know, one time,

this guy told my dad that he wanted to buy it.

My dad got so excited, he put together an entire magic show.

But then at some point, during the juggling,

the guy slipped away into the kitchen

and I was just standing there.

He kind of started messing around.

- What do you mean?

- [Thea] He wasn't there for the magic show.

- What'd you do?

- I don't know, I kind of liked it.

He wasn't that old, and I was old enough.

- [Liam] Jesus.

- But then Julia stabbed him with a pair of scissors.

- What?

She stabbed him with scissors?

- Yeah, there was blood squirting everywhere,

underwears at her ankles, and my dad was like,

"I'm trying to cut you a deal, man, how about 20k?"

- The sheets are.

- I mean, uh, (sighs) it's fine.

The sheets smelled weird anyway.

- Just feel gross.

(vehicle whooshing)

(percussive jazz music)

(water sloshes)

(door thuds)

(Dodge sighs)

- Where's the whore guy?

- We're here to help.

Resistance may lead to harm.

Hi, Thea.

- Who the fuck are you?

(Dodge chuckles)

- [Dodge] Hey, buddy.

(Dodge chuckles)

- [Liam] What the fuck?

- Nice to see you.

(men chattering)

Shit.

Fuck you.

(clothes thud)

- What's the big deal?

- What's the big deal?

You see that sign outside that door

that says homicide and murder?

That's the big deal.

- [Rick] Couldn't stay off the app, huh?

- I want you to tell me about your sex life.

- Well, if I did that, I'd have to charge you.

Now, am I under arrest?

'Cause if I'm not under arrest.

(Dodge sighs)

- You're an enigma,

but I'm gonna figure you out.

- No.

Oh, no, no, no.

(chair clatters)

(Liam sobbing)

What is this?

- That?

That is dirty cheap money.

You know all about that, don't you?

(Liam breathing heavily)

- Yeah, I have one of these.

- [Rick] Because there's one here, see?

It's here.

And it's here.

So, are these sorts of tasteless drawings,

is that, is that funny to, to put them in their,

in their little holes?

- No, that's, it's nice.

- [Dodge] What's nice?

- [Liam] The drawing is nice.

- Nice?

What do, what do you mean nice?

Because that's, that's just not the word I would choose

to describe the signature of a homo fucking serial killer.

(table thuds)

Serial killer.

Got it?

Get it?

This is real life.

(Liam sobs)

- [Rick] These two, they had a baby, right?

Another orphan, kind of like you.

- I'm too old to be an orphan.

(Dodge and Rick laughing)

- Nobody's told to be an orphan, Liam.

God's been gone a long time.

- I'm just a big baby, don't you know?

(Dodge cooing)

(Liam sobbing)

- Fuck.

- Calm down, calm down.

Take a breath, calm down.

We're gonna let you go for now.

(bike rattling) (pensive music)

(doorbell buzzes)

- It's me.

(door clicks)

Hey, don't answer the door, okay?

People I know are dying, really?

So like, don't answer the door, like for real,

don't answer it.

Okay.

(person breathing heavily)

(bike rattling)

(footsteps tapping)

(pensive music)

- Hey, you want a dog or what?

- [Liam] Yeah, sure.

(gentle music)

Thanks.

- You gotta look at this thing as a freak weather event.

It's not anyone's fault, least of all yours, right?

But with this freaky weather happening more often,

the sun's burning brighter.

The oceans are blowing up.

(Johnny chuckles)

I've got a job if you want in.

- I don't think I can,

I think I'm done.

- It's good money, good people, you'll feel good.

- [Liam] Not dangerous?

- Not if you're smart like me.

- [Liam] I don't know.

I don't think I can do it.

- Ah, no worries, man.

More sex and more dollars for me.

(Johnny chuckles)

(bikes rattling)

(pensive jazz music)

(knife scraping)

(car engine revving)

(bike rattling)

(officer radio hissing and chattering)

(pensive music)

(bikes rattling)

(upbeat music) (man singing indistinctly)

(bikes rattling)

(bikes clatter)

- Hey, Johnny, what's up?

- I brought a friend.

- What is this, two for one?

- Nah, bet you can watch.

- Oh, she's in bed, you'd be nice.

- You know I'm nice.

- Johnny, I'm not fucking around, you'd be nice.

(door scrapes)

- What your friend's deal?

- I don't know.

(woman sniffing)

- Like something's going on here.

- He's already.

- (sighs) I gotta do everything my damn stuff.

(woman sniffs) (Liam chuckles)

- That tickled.

- He's fine, let's do this.

- Shirt, come on.

(woman sniffs)

- I don't know.

(woman sniffs)

Pretty savory.

You're not full of shit.

You're not too sweet.

There's something in there.

- So, what do you wanna do?

- In the van, come on.

(footsteps tapping)

(door scrapes and thuds)

(gentle music)

(woman moaning)

Yeah, fuck him.

(both grunting softly)

I want, I want soft.

I want tender.

(both grunting softly)

I want love.

(Liam moaning)

(woman and Liam moaning)

(light music)

Smells great in here. (sniffs and sighs)

Next time, kid,

bring the magic with you.

- [Liam] Oh, God.

(doors click)

(doors thudding)

(pensive music)

(car engine revving)

(dramatic music) (bikes rattling)

- Fill your soul with the moon, man.

And if there's no moon, there's always a street lamps.

(bikes rattling)

(dramatic music continues)

(bells clinking)

- Hey, I'm looking for a little late night delivery.

You boys think you can help me out?

- Yeah, I'm down. - Back off.

Johnny, Johnny. - Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.

Man, I make you queens goes bad.

- Let's do this. - Let's do this, man.

- Let's go. - Let's go.

Come on, buddy.

- Please. - He's just the guy.

- Just the guy. - Liam, that's correct.

Liam, Liam, Liam, may I introduce you to my little friend,

which is myself in the city, this great city of ours.

Just much anger.

(car door thuds)

(Dodge grunting)

Fucking stick the landing.

(Dodge whooping)

(car engine revving)

- [Liam] Okay, Officer Dodge, what do you wanna know?

- Man, I don't wanna know shit.

Got something for you.

- I'm good.

- Huh?

- [Liam] I'm good.

- It's not a question.

This is your last party for a long, long time, fuck it.

(Liam groans)

(hand tapping)

(Liam sniffs and groans)

(Liam coughing)

Show me, show me, show me.

(Liam breathing heavily)

That's a good boy.

That's a good boy.

Man, we are gonna have fun tonight.

(waves crashing)

(pensive music)

(waves crashing)

All right, let's go, guys.

You know what it's about.

Yeah, you fucking do.

Johnny, good job, good job.

Take it off.

Shoes, don't forget the socks.

Liam, stop trying to discourage him.

And why don't you start undressing yourself.

- [Liam] Come on, man.

- Come on, what?

(Dodge grunts)

You're too far, boys.

Hey.

You're too fucking far.

I can't fucking see you.

Where'd you fucking go?

(waves crashing) (footsteps tapping)

- Okay, what do you want us to do?

- Go run around with each other.

Have fun.

(lips smacking)

- He's fucking with us.

He's gonna kill us.

- He's just a gay cop.

There are a lot of those.

You can do this.

- Let's go, guys.

(ominous music)

Yeah, who the fuck am I, right?

I'm only the law.

You fucking cock sucker.

We're having fun with you.

This is fun.

You don't feel like doing what I say.

You don't feel like listening to me, Liam.

Do as you told, all right?

Now you're kissing.

Yeah.

Whoa. (chuckles)

Whoa.

You get closer, Liam.

(body thuds)

(Dodge chuckles)

(Dodge speaks indistinctly)

Too much (indistinct), huh?

(fire hissing)

I have a treat for you.

Mm.

Uh, sweet treat for a sweet boy.

(Dodge chuckles)

Whoo.

I got another treat for you.

It's drugs.

Big drugs.

Horses.

Neigh.

(Dodge sniffs)

(Dodge sighing and groaning)

Oh.

Are you a horse?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yes!

You fucking slut.

You fucking abandoned me.

I fucking own you, I own you.

You fucking cunt.

I miss you, I miss you.

Fuck.

(Dodge moaning loudly)

Oh, yeah.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Hey.

Come on, man, I'm not done.

Get the fuck up, I'm not done.

I'm not done.

You're fucking.

You, you fucking pussy.

(fire hissing)

Pussy.

Fucking whore.

Fuck!

(Dodge groaning)

(gentle ominous music) (waves crashing)

(gentle ominous music)

(waves crashing)

(waves crashing)

(gentle ominous music continues)

(footsteps tapping)

- Hey, hey, hey. (Dodge groaning)

Where's Johnny?

- [Dodge] Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- [Liam] Where's Johnny?

Johnny, where the fuck is Johnny?

- [Dodge] Oh, I don't know.

Over there.

- [Liam] You saying he drowned?

- No, I'm saying I left him over there somewhere.

(waves crashing)

Whoa.

(Dodge groaning)

(stone thuds)

(Dodge groaning)

Are you fucking kidding me.

(Dodge groans)

Hey, man, don't.

(waves crashing)

(stone thudding) (waves crashing)

(birds squawking)

(Liam screaming)

- [Liam] Fuck.

Fuck.

(Liam screaming)

(waves crashing) (birds squawking)

(pensive music)

(singer vocalizing)

(door clattering)

(Liam sobs)

(wig rustles)

(lips smacks)

(Liam sobs)

- Shh, it's okay.

(lips smacking)

Come on, come on.

(singer vocalizing)

(Thea breathing heavily)

(Liam breathing heavily)

(singer vocalizing)

(Thea moaning)

(Liam chuckles)

(Liam moaning)

(light music)

(singer vocalizing)

(bed rustles)

- Sorry about that. - It's okay.

- What do I owe you?

- Owe me?

- [Liam] Yeah, I doubt you got anything out of that.

- What the fuck, Liam?

- What?

- [Thea] You have to take a break,

your head's all messed up.

(Liam sighs)

(sand rustling)

- What's with all this sand?

- [Thea] I don't know, you probably tracked it in.

(sand rustling)

- It's you?

It's you.

It's you.

- Liam, stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

(lips smacking) (handcuffs clicking)

- [Liam] You hurt our friends.

- Liam, no.

(handcuffs clicking)

You don't have to do this.

Liam.

(Liam sighs)

- I guess you're right, I've been pretty scary lately.

- You don't have to do this.

- [Liam] I don't know what else there is.

- Liam.

Liam.

(air whooshing)

(gentle ominous music) (bike squeaking)

(air whooshing)

(car door thuds)

(car engine revving)

(bike rattling)

(gentle ominous music)

(car engine revving)

(tires screeching)

(car crashes)

(body thuds)

(bike clatters)

(wheel rattling)

(bike clatters)

(footsteps tapping)

(car door clicks)

(car door thuds)

(Rick breathing heavily)

(chains rattling)

(chains clinking)

(ominous music)

(chains clattering)

(Liam panting)

- I don't know who's killing all the people, man,

but it isn't me.

- And you see, you don't listen when we talk.

I've been looking out for you, son.

- What?

- You are such a baby.

You young white men, like you have been turned into sluts.

You should be captain of a Viking ship.

Fucking angels in the sky

while you crawl through the mud

into puckered little assholes

in all shades of flapping labia.

- What do you want?

- [Rick] I want you.

- You killed all my clients.

- I saved you.

- You murdered them.

- Cruelty, cruelty, cruelty.

It's cruelty.

If Christ can't stomach it, neither can I.

- I want you to be mean to me.

(hands slapping)

(Rick groans)

(phone ringing)

(handcuffs clattering)

(phone ringing)

(drawer clatters)

(objects clinking and thudding)

(footsteps tapping)

- You know you're young.

Your milk hasn't spoiled yet.

Drink it, son.

(baby crying)

I know I've been gone.

I've been gone a long time and I'm sorry.

I am so sorry,

but I'm here now.

- Thea.

Thea?

What the fuck?

- He locks me up.

- [Julia] That's so annoying.

- He's just confused.

(ominous music)

- No longer dormant within the boiling sack.

(Rick chuckles)

Come with me, son.

We'll go together.

Come with me.

We are him.

We'll take up our sword.

Be the catastrophe that writes the world.

(Liam sobbing)

(baby crying)

(Rick shushing)

(Liam speaks indistinctly)

(Rick shushing)

- Come on.

Please. (sobs)

(Rick breathing heavily)

I can make you feel better.

I can make you whole.

No.

(Liam sobbing)

(cover thuds)

(Liam breathing heavily)

- And I just wanna dig at you.

(saw scraping)

- Be careful.

- [Julia] Just shut up.

(Rick screaming)

- You (indistinct).

(saw scraping) (ominous music)

(upbeat suspenseful music)

(cellphone thuds)

(cellphone rings and buzzes) - [Man] Oh, fuck.

- What's the matter?

What did I do?

- Somebody got Liam.

(Liam groaning)

(upbeat jazz music)

(Liam groaning)

(cellphone dings)

- I gotta go, my friend's in trouble.

(bike rattling)

(bell dings)

(Liam groaning)

(cellphone buzzing)

(bike rattling)

(bikes rattling) (upbeat jazz music continues)

- What if I fuck in the back of your head, Liam.

- I would never resent you for having a good time.

(Liam groans)

(Liam panting)

(Liam groans)

(Liam grunts) (flesh squelches)

(Liam screaming)

(baby crying) (Liam groaning)

(flesh squelches)

(doors thudding)

(lips smack)

(group shouting indistinctly)

(doors thudding)

(group shouting indistinctly)

- Look at Liam.

(bike rattling)

And there's the fucking cop.

Look at what he's doing.

Go get him.

(baby crying) (group shouting)

(group shouting) (weapons thudding)

(baby crying)

(group shouting) (weapons thudding)

(baby crying)

(group shouting and grunting) (weapons thudding)

(Liam groaning)

(Rick groans)

(lips smacking)

- Hey.

That's my spot, not his.

That's my spot, not his.

(lips smacking)

(money rustles)

(Liam breathing heavily)

- I love you, Thea.

- [Thea] You just have a headache.

(lips smacking) (group shouting)

(birds squeaking) (water sloshing)

(gentle music)

(singer vocalizing)

(lips smacking)

Do you feel anything in there?

- Let me try.

(lips smacking)

(gentle music)

(singers vocalizing)

(lips smacking)

(singers vocalizing)

(gentle music continues)

(singers vocalizing continues)

(gentle music continues)

(singers vocalizing continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(cicadas buzzing)

(cicadas buzzing continues)

(cicadas buzzing continues)

(cicadas buzzing continues)