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ANNOUNCER: This is the final call for the 0800
to Los Angeles.
FIONA: Are you following me?
- Alice! - Alice!
You're the very famous Billy Johnson.
Yeah.
FIONA: I'm really glad that she doesn't know
about the real reason you texted her.
BILLY JOHNSON: (through video) My love and I made a pact
that one day, one of us would text "run."
I can't wait to read the book.
I gave you a lot of money.
I'd quite like some more.
Give me that bag of cash, because...
(Ruby moaning through phone): Billy!
FIONA: I was in your hotel last night,
and now that I've got Lawrence's number...
Fiona, Alice, she isn't following you, okay?
- She's following me. - (whispers) I gave Alice the money.
- Oh, you... No! - Billy! We're on a train!
She literally can't have gone far.
- Fiona! - Fuck you! (yells)
(both scream)
BILLY: My love and I made a pact that one day,
one of us would text "run,"
and if the other person texted "run" back within 24 hours,
we would meet at Grand Central Station in New York,
get on a train,
and voom.
One week across America.
At the end of the line, we'd have to decide
to stay together
or never see each other again.
November 28th, 2005,
I texted her. I heard nothing back.
January 12th, 2008, she texted me,
but I was busy, so
we've never actually done it.
I woke up this morning with a funny sort of a feeling.
I wondered, what if today is the day?
What if she would text back today? So...
I am about to text her,
and if, miraculously, she texts back,
I'm gonna grab that bag and leave here,
and I'm gonna meet her on that platform.
And whatever happens next
will be the premise of the new book deal
you're about to offer me.
So, you ready?
R... U... N...
(phone beeps)
Yes!
Mm-hmm.
♪ ♪
Sync & corrections by emeline-whovian www.addic7ed.com
(train horn blows)
- We can't. - We have to.
- No, we can't! It's dangerous! - Yes, we can! Look at me!
- Oh, no, fuck! All right. No, I don't want to! - Come on! Go! Go!
- BILLY: Ruby! - (both screaming)
(Billy groaning)
(grunting)
Oh! Yeah!
- (groaning) - (Ruby laughing)
Baby! That was awesome!
Fuck off. Fuck, I'm broken.
- No! Stand up. - Oh, fuck! No, no, no.
(breathing heavily)
- Shake it down. - Right, yeah. Okay.
- Okay. Okay. - Oh. Oh no!
My coat's on that train.
I love that coat.
Oh, come on.
(Billy groaning)
- There she is! - Oh no, wait, Ruby! Ruby!
(groaning) Ruby. Ruby.
- Ruby... - Come on.
See? She's an idiot.
- Let's get her. - Yeah!
- Okay. Easy does it. - (Billy groans)
(grunt) I loved that fuckin' coat.
(panting)
(rapid acoustic guitar playing)
(grunts)
♪ ♪
- (grunting) - RUBY: We're comin' to get you!
FIONA: I'm gonna call your husband!
RUBY: That's our money!
You won't get away with it!
Wait, wait, wait. Ruby. She's... she's saying she'll call your husband.
RUBY AND BILLY: No!
Fuck you!
- BILLY: No! - RUBY: No!
FIONA: Oh, why don't you just fuck off?
BILLY: Fiona, you total bitch!
♪ ♪
- RUBY: Walk faster or she'll be gone. - BILLY: She won't be gone.
- Fuck. She's gone. - Shit.
(panting)
RUBY: How long have you been working together?
BILLY: Nearly seven years.
She was only a temp at first,
but then she just kept on doin' stuff.
She was answering the phones,
making me tea when I didn't ask her.
Then she was doing the schedules, and pretty soon,
I couldn't scratch my arse without her help.
She sounds exceptional.
She was. It was a fuckin' nightmare.
- (sighs) - Hey, um...
Have you slept with her?
What sort of a question is that?
- Of course I have. - Oh.
We were working together for seven years.
Oh...
It would've been rude not to.
Mmm.
BILLY: Where is she?
Hey!
Oh fuck.
You think she went in there?
I hope not.
- Let's go. - Yeah.
(wooden steps creaking)
(insects, birds chirping)
(flies buzzing)
- (knocking) - RUBY: Hello?
Oh, this is so fucked up.
Hello?
(quietly): I don't wanna...
Hello?
(creaking)
(gasps) Someone's upstairs! Did you hear that?
- (whispers): No. No! - (whispers): Someone's upstairs!
Over here!
(creaking)
(door opens, creaks)
Hello?
FIONA: Oh, why don't you fuck off?
You shouldn't break into people's houses.
- I fell over. - Fiona, just give me my money.
(Fiona yells)
(knife scrapes)
Jesus Christ.
I've got this.
Fiona.
Did you call Laurence?
When would I have the time to call your husband?
You know, I've barely had the chance to send him this.
(Billy and Ruby moaning on phone)
Oh, come on! Turn it off!
What the fuck is that?!
- You're so dead! Gimme that! - Don't!
Oh...
Don't come one step closer, okay?
- Okay! - Fucking traitor. And you!
- If you're gonna put all your eggs in his... - BILLY: Look!
I am sorry about the meltdown with Jackie.
And I'm sorry about calling everybody cunts.
And I know it's been sudden and we've lost money,
and that's all been hard on you, but Jesus Christ,
it's just money! It isn't people!
You can't really care that much.
(knife clinks)
I mean,
maybe you're just in love with me, okay?
- (laughs) - If that's the case.
Then I know that my being your boss
would have been hard on you, too. And I get that.
Okay, give it a rest, Billy.
- What? Don't you start! - Just... you know.
I'm sure she's good without the condescending speech,
RUBY: Jesus Christ. And also,
money is important. Maybe you don't know that
'cause you've never gone without it, you know?
Fiona, did you call Laurence?
- Just gimme the money! - (Fiona grunts)
(Ruby screams)
FIONA: I'm sorry...
- Ow! - She cut your finger!
Hey! Hey!
- (knife clatters) - RUBY: I got it, I got it!
♪ ♪
Did he tell you about our plans?
- What plans? - Shut the fuck up.
FIONA: Yeah.
It's not the only secret I've been keeping, now, is it, Ruby?
- What? What? - Nothing. Just forget it.
Yeah, just forget about all those little people...
- ...wondering where you are. - You know, I don't know what she's...
I know she's got fucking kids, Fiona.
You knew?
I saw the picture on your phone.
- Why didn't you say anything? - Why didn't you say anything?
That's why I couldn't sleep with you on the train.
Why?
'Cause you thought that I would have a flappy vagina?
No! No, it was just... it was just the thought
of doing it with a mom, you know?
(Fiona scoffs)
Of breaking up a family. Of breaking up a family, I meant.
What the fuck!
- No! Not like... - FIONA: Billy. Billy!
People come to you for words,
and yet all that seems to flow out of your mouth is shit!
I... I've been spinning your shit into gold
for the past seven years, and now...
(tense music playing)
you don't want it anymore.
Well, you can take my career away from me,
but you can't take this.
- No, what are you doing? - No, no!
BILLY: Get the bag, get the bag!
- FIONA: Get off me! - (cell phone ringing)
- BILLY: What are you doing? - FIONA: Get off!
(indistinct shouting continues)
(phone clicks)
- Hello? - LAURENCE (on phone): Ruby.
- (shouting continues) - Uh, are you okay?
- LAURENCE: Where the fuck are you? - I'm, uh...
- BILLY: No, shit! No! - (Fiona shrieks)
- (glass shatters) - (arguing stops)
LAURENCE: Ruby! Are you listening?
I need to talk to you now!
Hey, Laurence, I'm gonna have to call you back in a few minutes.
LAURENCE: No, no, no, do not hang up on me!
Don't hang up on me, Ruby!
- I swear to God! You... - (line disconnects)
(stairs creaking)
Where's Fiona?
Don't look out the window.
Why?
(birds chirping)
Billy...
I think she's dead.
She won't be.
- (footsteps) - (insects chirping)
- Oh... - Oh.
- (Billy retches) - (gasps)
(vomiting)
(coughing)
- (phone ringing) - (breathing heavily)
(phone clicks)
Laurence?
- Ruby, what is happening? - (Ruby crying)
Laurence...
(sighs)
Baby, are you having an affair?
- What? - LAURENCE: Just, are you...
are you with him? Billy?
Uh...
Uh...
Uh, wait, wait, what?
If you tell me that you are having an affair,
our marriage is over. Are you?
Our marriage will be over!
♪ ♪
Um... ye...
(thunder rumbling)
(heavy breathing)
No.
(sighing)
You are at a yoga retreat
in Malibu, right?
Fuck, just say yes.
Yes.
LAURENCE: Okay. Good.
Um...
I miss you,
so I'm... I'm gonna come and get you. Just...
text me the address and I will see you there...
- ...5:00 on Friday. Okay? - (sniffs) Oh, but, um...
Five o'clock. I love you.
♪ ♪
Yeah, you, too.
(phone clatters)
(tense music playing)
(sighs)
(sniffs)
- Hey. - Hey.
- We need to call an ambulance. - No, no, no.
Yeah, we... or her Nan
because her Nan shouldn't see this.
- Wait! No, no. - I'm gonna get her off the thing.
Yeah. Or we get someone out here, you know.
- Where are we? Where even are we? - Wait. I-I don't know...
- Do we have Wi-Fi here? - No, no, wait! Who would we call?
- People. People to get her off the... - No.
- ...thing. - Billy, Billy, um...
I need you to leave with me.
♪ ♪
And we'll do the right thing, okay?
But I need you to go with me now.
Okay.
- BILLY: I got sick. - Yeah.
- You okay? - Yeah. I'm sorry.
♪ ♪
BILLY: I got sick over there.
RUBY: Hang on, hang on, hang on.
Wait!
(drops bucket)
(Billy sniffs)
♪ ♪
Wait...
(exhales)
The money.
- I'll get it. - (quietly): Okay.
♪ ♪
(tense music playing)
BILLY: Which way?
RUBY: Do you see that?
- Is that a person? - BILLY: Who's that?
RUBY: Okay. Um, just let me do the talking.
♪ ♪
- RUBY: Hello. - (woman gasps)
RUBY: Hi.
- Sorry, ma'am. - Hello.
Hello. Um...
Oh.
Are you busy?
No, I was just checking on this badger here.
- Do you think... - Is the badger okay?
Well, no, I'd say she's completely dead.
Um, we-we need to get to a train station.
- How'd you get out here? - RUBY: We hiked.
- WOMAN: You hiked? Oh. - Yeah.
And we got lost. (laughs)
Um...
could you take us to the nearest station?
Oh, well, that'd be Trinidad Central.
RUBY: Could you take us there?
The station's that way...
and I was heading...
that way. Are you okay?
I left my coat on the train.
It was a really great coat.
RUBY: Yeah, we need to get to LA really soon
because his mother...
has cancer.
- Why my mother? - Yeah, I know, exactly.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
My mom had cancer, too.
- (Billy crying) - Oh no. I...
How long does she...? Is it... I...
Tell me something nice about her!
(gasps)
She used to put my toothbrush in the toilet
when I forgot to brush my teeth.
WOMAN: Uh...
(car door opens)
- Is that nice? - (shushes)
(car door closes)
- You put this on. - Thanks.
You help me get this badger in the van,
I'll give you guys a ride.
(music on radio): ♪ In the mornin', you go gunnin' ♪
♪ For the man who stole your water ♪
- Are you from here? - No.
Uh, no, I've been here about six years,
but I came here for the animals.
Which animals?
- Oh, just the dead ones. - BILLY: Dead ones?
Beavers, yeah, dead beavers, dead prairie dogs.
Just anything dead, really.
There's a lot of roadkill around here.
No one touches it. It's such a waste.
People don't really know what to do when they see a dead thing.
I've just always felt very comfortable with them.
Once they're stuffed, they all but come back to life.
- Are you a taxidermist? - Yeah, that's me.
Oh... Oh, thank God.
♪ You go back, Jack, do it again ♪
♪ Wheels turnin' 'round... ♪
(lightning, thunder)
- RUBY: Thank you so much. - WOMAN: Of course.
- He can keep the coat. - (wind blowing)
- Oh. - RUBY: Oh God, I'm so sorry.
- Oh, no! - Billy. Billy!
Billy!
- Thank you. - Sorry.
Can we...
- ...give you some money? - Oh no, no.
Tell him to keep talkin' about her.
- Who? - His mom.
It's what helped me.
(thunder rumbling)
Ruby.
RUBY: One second.
Ruby.
Have we made it?
Yeah.
The train's coming in 20 minutes.
(rain falling)
Do you get the feelin' like we're walking away
from something...
that we can never walk away from?
No.
Do you feel like you've surprised yourself
with how you've reacted to this?
Yeah.
Have I surprised you?
♪ ♪
I'm glad you're here with me.
RUBY: I need the bathroom.
(heavy breathing)
(sniffle)
(objects clatter)
RUBY: Fuck.
Oh God!
RUBY: Oh. No! Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Fuck!
Oh my God! Fuck!
♪ ♪
What's wrong?
Hey. It's all right.
This is it, this is just a moment.
Okay? It'll pass. This won't be all our moments.
It's okay, it'll pass.
I can't find my phone!
That's okay. That's all right.
Where's the last place that you remember having it?
Did you have it in the van?
Fuck! Fuck!
- Fuck! (hyperventilating) - Okay! Okay, listen. It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. Listen to me. Listen to me.
We have to go back for it.
- What?! Fuck! - Yeah...
- I know, I know, but that's okay. - Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Ah! Fu...
("DNA" by The Kills playing)
♪ When it came to pass ♪
♪ Loaded, pass me by ♪
♪ Fate, with a single blow ♪
♪ Has clustered by me now ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Love, love, love till you got enough ♪
♪ Dance, dance, dance ♪
♪ If you got no love around you ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Love, love, love till you got enough ♪
♪ Dance, dance, dance ♪
♪ Till there's no one left to hold you ♪
♪ We ♪
♪ We will not be moved by it ♪
♪
♪
Sync & corrections by emeline-whovian www.addic7ed.com
BILLY JOHNSON: I think we should call the police.
I'm actually, very happy to talk to the police, thanks.
- (police siren) - (gasps)
Someone should visit the woman who reported this.
(stammering) I'm uh, instigating a, uh, possible murder case.
You wanna come in?
Did you see anyone?
A meaty blonde, and a guy in a women's coat.
(laughing)
- And I'm the violent one? - (yells)
Run.
Don't say that unless you mean it.
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