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You look into the mirror.

You realize you're going to hell...

for the things you've done, for the things you didn't do.

For the people you could have saved, but didn't.

You just do your job, Aiden.

Composing, exposing,

hiding behind your lens, not taking action,

letting the innocent die.

Like her.

I mean, look at her.

She's so beautiful.

What did she do, God?

What did she do to deserve this?

Next time...

Next time I take action.

I'll protect the innocent.

Like Pete over there.

That's all he does.

And I'll make it my job too.

And then maybe...

Maybe you'll forgive me, God.

Forgive me for the things I've done,

and for the things I've yet to do.

This is the financial district station.

The next station is... Joe Louis Arena.

Oh!

Shit.

What if she's red down there too, you know what I mean?

Yo, you got a fire bush on?

Aw, come on, Red.

What you trippin' for?

Come on, you know what I wanna do.

Let me get a little taste of that Big Red, babe.

You know how I'm tryin' to do.

Would it look just as soft and pretty as it would be?

Come on, don't be that guy.

Please.

Please?

Please what, bitch?

Please nut in yo' eye?

That kind of please?

Come on, baby. Hey.

'Sup, yo?

Come on, guys.

Ain't no need for this, am I right?

What the fuck is this shit?

Go sit your faggot ass back!

Shit, hey, man! What the--

Ah, ah, ah! Oh, shit!

Am I right?

I'll waste you, motherfucker!

Shit. Okay.

Okay, please.

Please, please, please.

Please?

What kind of please?

What, this kind of please?

Aah!

Help me, God!

He said all that stupid shit! Not me, man.

Right.

Aah!

Any time now. You go.

Help me!

Hey, get up, Chuchi.

Come on, man.

Let's get the fuck outta here! Come on!

It ain't over, motherfucker!

Aah!

Hey.

Are you okay?

Oh, this?

You know, uh, actually I'm--

I'm a freelance photographer, so...

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Holy shit.

Come on, don't be that guy.

Please.

Please?

Please what, bitch?

Please nut in yo' eye?

That kind of please?

This is the Joe Louis Arena station.

Security to platform, security to platform.

What the fuck you lookin' at, bitch?

Fellas, fellas.

Come on, let's go, let's go.

Hey, come on, bro!

You're a coward.

You keep thinking that one day you'll get your shit together.

You'll be the man you wanna be.

But instead, what do you do?

You roll up into a tiny little ball

at the first sign of anything.

A tiny little ball of total nothing.

Is that really how you want to end up?

Afraid to live life?

If only you did have a gun.

A real gun.

They'd finally take you seriously.

Like at your big press conference tomorrow

where you announce to the world that device you invented.

What device?

Oh, you know, Aiden, your device that isolates

the moral signature of every human being on Earth

and tracks them from space,

allowing you to instantly disintegrate

all the bad people once and for all. You'll be able to--

Hello, Aiden. This is Bill Gates.

Aiden, listen, about this press conference.

I've been following your work

and I have to say I'm very impressed.

I'd like to buy your device for a billion dollars.

One billion dollars.

Wow, thank you, Mr. Gates.

Uh-huh.

So now you'll be able to pay all your overdue bills,

get out of debt, get your car fixed,

and maybe even get out of this city for good.

Or maybe, just maybe...

You can finally meet that special someone,

that amazing woman who completes you.

Who really...

finally... truly...

Oh, my God, you're like!

Do something with your life!

a fucking broken rec-- I mean, look!

My fucking God.

It's so fuckin' easy for you to say!

I'm gonna go home and slit my wrists.

Fuck you.

It's always the same shit with you, Ravi!

Um, what floor?

It's gonna be okay, you know?

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Hey, Jimmy, it's Aiden.

Look, uh, I'm about to send you through some shots

of that homicide down by Greektown.

Yeah, well, just take what you want at the usual rate.

Hey, listen, while I got you,

um, if you've got any other side projects or any other kind--

Okay, right.

It's fine.

That's-that's fine. Thanks.

Okay, I appreciate it.

All right. Bye, man.

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All right, we got Gallagher!

We're gonna start with the watermelon!

Aah!

Then we're gonna go to the pineapple, which isn't as good!

Too hard!

We need an evidence bag.

You got it.

There he is.

Well, well, well.

Beat the heat.

What's new, kid?

You tell me, man.

Yeah, I don't think you want any part of this one, Aiden.

It's what we in the profession call a bad one.

A bad one?

What, you got any good ones?

Oh, yeah. Lots.

Public service homicides?

Shit.

Gang-bangers getting caught in their own cross-fire,

kiddy-fuckers sitting on chainsaws.

We got a million of 'em.

You're not gonna be able to sell these.

Make it quick.

Yeah.

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People are shit.

You are shit.

Why are you shooting this, Aiden?

Pete was right.

You can't do anything with these.

Why aren't you stopping?

You should drop your gear and run away.

Run...

far away.

Told ya.

No.

No, you're not going anywhere.

You're staying and taking a stand.

You're gonna break through, cross over...

be the one...

the one you really are.

Christ, you stupid, old bitch.

You touch me one more time

and I'm gonna punch you in the fuckin' face!

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Aiden?

It's Bill Gates again.

Listen, that billion dollars?

Look, that's gonna be in your account some time next year.

What, next year?

I know, I know, I get it.

Look, it's something about fiscal quarters and tax periods.

I-I don't know.

I'm not really a money guy.

Hold on, Mr. Gates, I'm almost broke.

C-can't you give me an advance, o-or-- Jesus, Aiden, stop this!

Come on, you're wasting time! Get to work!

I had to take stock of my life

and realize that God

was doing for me what I cannot do for myself.

As it says in Proverbs 3, 5, and 6,

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and soul

and lean not unto your own understanding.

Acknowledge him at all times,

and he will direct your path."

The point is that we all grow along spiritual lines.

And for me, I've been sober for nearly 11 months now.

Amen!

And it's all thanks to my personal relationship,

yes, with my lord and saviour, Jesus Christ!

Oh, yeah. I've heard this guy before.

He's good. He's great.

He's wonderful.

He's wonderfully wonderful, like you.

You're glowing.

I know. What am I gonna say?

One day at a time.

One step at a time.

Say "amen," somebody!

Amen!

You know, he says-- he says everything that I'm thinking,

which, you know, means he's pretty smart.

- You said that. - Yeah.

This guy knows what he's talkin' about.

The lord is here.

Oh, that is so true.

You know, I was blogging something about that very topic

just a little bit ago.

Have I given you the link to my blog?

I love it.

I will give it to you. It's like--

You say that.

And I'm workin' on my own program in 37 steps.

I'm on step 29.

He's so right.

They're-- they're-- they're hearing.

They're not listening.

And they really need to listen, because-- oh, here it comes.

Oh, okay, this is the best part. Listen to this.

Here's-- he's givin' his goal right here, right here.

Yes.

Oh my God! Oh my God!

Oh my God!

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That was profound.

Did you feel it? Did you feel that?

I felt a chill!

He's so good.

God is here.

He's here.

I love our sobriety.

God is doing for me what I cannot do for myself.

I miss anything?

You see, God is all things to me.

How come you never tried out for the force?

You seem like a real crime buff.

Nah.

I'd never pass the psych test.

Plus, me with a badge and a gun, forget it.

I'd be waving those things around every five minutes.

Yeah.

I'm well-trained.

Hey, Pete...

Uh, I-I'm gettin' weird.

I mean, just lately...

I've been feeling a little, uh, divergent.

Divergent?

You mean nuts?

Yeah, squirrelly.

It's just I spend a lot of time living in my head, you know?

And-and it's like an ordeal just...

keepin' it together lately.

Uh, it doesn't seem normal.

Well, don't ask me about normal,

'cause I sure as shit couldn't tell ya.

It's like, say some loud dipshit on his cell phone at the bank,

I want to blow his fuckin' head off!

Right off a trunk!

I feel like the world would be a better place if I did.

Take it easy, I could be wired here.

Oh, shit.

Can I get a little ice water too, sweetie?

Thank you.

You must get frustrated.

I mean, lockin' up these guys all the time

who'll eventually get out.

You mean guys who could never, ever be rehabilitated?

Right. Yes!

Okay, let me ask you this:

would the world be a better place if,

let's say, five out of ten of these guys

that you lock up just had a bullet in their heads.

Try nine out of ten.

No shit, for real? Abso-fuckin'-lutely.

Okay, okay.

Right, so how do you deal with that?

How do you justify it?

Don't you ever just want to simplify the process?

Thank you, babe.

You know, this, um, whole angry white man routine,

it's very cute.

It's very 1992. I like it.

Fuck you very much.

Simplify?

Are you fuckin' kidding me?

Everybody feels like this.

I don't know anybody who doesn't.

But what are you gonna do?

I don't know, Pete.

I don't know. I just want--

So this young Indian brave goes to this old Indian chief

and he says, "I got all these feelings inside of me,

and a part of me wants to be good and righteous

and the other part of me wants to be evil and vengeful."

And the old guy looks at him and he says,

"Every one of us has a good wolf

and a bad wolf living inside of us."

So the young kid says to him,

"Well, which one is stronger?"

And the old guy says, "Whichever one you feed more."

Hard to believe you're not married, Pete.

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Hey.

Hey.

Sorry about the other day.

What happened the other day?

Uh, me and that guy.

Right.

Y-your boyfriend?

Yeah, my boyfriend. I think.

I don't know, we're taking a break.

So it was true love, then?

Yeah. That's funny.

Oh, shit!

I-it's laundry day.

Right.

Anyway...

Anyway.

Thanks, I needed that.

I aim to please.

Yeah, hello?

Yeah, I know Jimmy.

Oh! Oh, that's very nice of him.

Um, what-what can I do for you today?

Um, you know what?

I can shuffle a few things around and I can make that work.

What's the job?

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♪ If anyone knew what you do

♪ If anyone knew about you

♪ If anyone knew what you put me through ♪

♪ If anyone knew what you do

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Pervert!

Camera guy?

Want to take a picture of my daughter?

♪ If anyone knew about you

♪ If anyone knew the things you do ♪

Sweetie, let's look like you want to be here.

We spent a lot of money.

Okay. Well, uh, say...

Say "cheese," I guess.

Uh, can we hurry this up? Thanks.

Barry, can you just let the man do his job?

Hi, Maggie!

Perfect.

Try not to eat the whole table, dick.

Ladies... ladies, I have to talk to you.

To me?

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Hey, there.

Hey.

How's it goin'?

Nice suit.

Thank you.

Well, you know, it's no big deal.

It's certainly an improvement.

After you.

Um, so what floor?

Oh, right, sorry.

Four.

That's my floor too.

Is that right?

Uh-huh.

So...

So.

What's goin' on?

Oh...

so it's on me?

Sorry, I don't usually wear panties.

It's fine, whatever.

Hold on.

Fuck!

Come on!

All right!

Oh!

Fuck!

Oh, fuck!

Oh, shit.

Oh, fuck!

No, Aiden.

This time it's real.

You should probably go.

What? No spooning?

Let's not ruin it.

Yeah, right.

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Being charming is not just a matter of dress,

it's also a matter of attitude.

It's a matter of smiling.

Smiling is kind of an interesting reaction.

Ever seen a dog smile?

They do, you know?

And people warm up to that.

And that's exactly one step on the road to--

Hi.

Hi.

Um, hi again?

Um, hey, look.

I just wanted to say that I don't even know your name.

Yeah, uh, maybe we should keep it that way.

Oh.

Yeah, okay. All right.

Look, I don't need to know your name,

and you don't need to know mine.

It was just...

It happened, and it was fun.

So let's not get carried away prematurely.

Carried away, right. Okay.

What I mean is you don't have to meet my friends or family,

and I'm not gonna bake us cookies or anything, okay?

Why don't I just call you Miss Perfect, then, how's that?

Really?

All right. Come in.

Look, um...

let's just pretend it didn't happen, all right?

Sure, that would work.

I mean, I know it did happen, but, um,

it's just I-- I'm not a-- I-- I don't--

Look, I'm not gonna stay or try to hit on ya,

or anything like that.

I just-- I just wanted to say that it was nice meeting you.

And, uh, I'll see you 'round.

How's that sound?

I'm not even gonna ask about that.

Okay.

Okay, that was good.

That was real good.

Play it cool.

Just don't smother her.

Don't scare her off.

Just play it cool, and she'll come to you.

You desperate fuck.

And besides, now you've got the stink on ya.

They know.

All those bitches know.

Oh yeah, you're the fish truck,

and you're drivin' through kitty town.

How you doin', man?

What else can I get for ya?

Uh, gimme, um...

Gimme five quick picks.

Sure.

You owe me 10%, all right?

What do I owe you? 7.50.

All right, all right, all right!

Here we go, here we go!

All your money now!

Come on, man!

What else you got? All right.

What you got, man? All your shit!

Take my phone. Yeah, let's go!

Ah, fuck it.

Let's go! Let's go!

Okay, man. Fuck this, let's go!

Come on! Hey, don't look at me!

Don't look at me and shut the fuck up!

Come on, let's go!

That's all you got? Fuck you!

This always has to happen!

You all right, man?

Hi, uh, we've just been robbed.

We're at the corner of Griswold and-- Hey!

Hey, where the fuck are you goin', man?

Stay here and wait for the cops!

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This is nothing.

Remember that time when you saved the world?

When you stopped that tsunami?

When you stopped 9/11? When you saved everyone?

This is nothing.

This is nothing.

This is nothing.

9-1-1 dispatch.

Unconfirmed report of armed robbery in progress.

Suspect male, Hispanic, grey-hooded sweatshirt,

vicinity of Griswold and Michigan.

Griswold?

Fuck...

All right, all right! Let's go, motherfucker!

Please, please, please, please...

Please?

What, this kind of please?

He said all that stupid shit, not me, man.

Do it...

Do it...

Do it...

Unconfirmed armed assailant:

Hispanic, male, grey-hooded sweatshirt.

Joe's Party Store, 1145 Griswold and State Street.

Responding, vicinity of Griswold and Michigan.

ETA five minutes.

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So, look, I-- I didn't come here to--

I don't want to fuck you again.

Okay. Rewind.

I don't-- I do want-- That's not why I'm here.

The reason that I-- All right, hold it.

I'm not here for that re-- that's not--

That's not the reason I'm--

I didn't come here so that we--

I like this part.

Which part?

This part.

Yeah.

Yeah...

It's beautiful.

Heh, yeah, I bet you say that to all the girls.

Could I ask you a personal question?

Maybe.

How old are you?

35.

Oh, wow.

You don't look it.

Or act it, that's for sure.

Right. That's funny.

How about you?

22.

Jesus Christ!

Yeah, it's kind of a gap, huh?

Uh, yeah.

Not that I mind, you know,

but I'm old enough to be your dad!

Thanks for that image.

What?

Oh, come on! I was kidding.

No, you were not.

And even if you are, you're right.

No! Virginia!

Wait, come on!

Hang on a sec. Hang on!

Look, I-- Sometimes I say stupid things, okay?

I'm an idiot!

Look, it's fine.

I-I have to be somewhere anyway.

Hold on a second!

See you 'round.

No, wait! Virginia!

What are you doing?

"I'm old enough to be your dad?"

Right, because there are so many 13-year-old dads out there.

What is wrong with you?

Why can't you control yourself around her?

Why?

Because when I'm with her the world disappears.

When I hold her, anything is possible.

When I'm inside her, there is only us.

There is no more pain, there is no more crime,

there is no more blood.

Well, well, well.

Yeah, what's goin' on lately?

It's like the Wild West around here!

Oh, yeah.

Crime scene two is all I got.

What are you talkin' about?

It starts at crime scene one.

If you or your mother, or your sister

or your secret lover, Bruce, anyone,

ever gets accosted by a bad guy,

and he tries to make you leave and go somewhere else, run.

Kick. Scream.

Whatever you got to do to not go with him,

'cause that's crime scene one.

What he's trying to do is to get you to go to crime scene two.

Crime scene two is usually where it ends, and...

it usually ends badly.

There is rarely, if ever, a crime scene three.

Feel me?

Oh, hey, Pete.

You didn't hear about a robbery the other night?

Uh, Thursday, a place over near Griswold?

There was an armed robbery at a party store.

And a homicide, and some blown windows

at a coney down the street.

I don't know. Why?

It's no big deal.

I was at the party store.

Some kid boosted my wallet and cell phone.

You report it?

Nah. It's okay.

I mean, you guys got your hands full as it is.

Like I said, it's no big deal.

All right.

But you still gotta have a statement, so...

give Jimmy a call, we'll set it up.

All right, will do.

Thanks, oss-i-fer.

You seem...

off.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Happy...

or some shit.

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Um, you wanna get separate tables, or...?

No.

I'm sorry.

I've just got some stuff to figure out.

No, of course.

You know what?

Let's slow things way, way down.

You know, I thought that we could start off

by picking baby names,

so how about Dillon and Paiden?

Yeah, that sarcasm was mildly cute for a few minutes,

but it doesn't really tell me anything about you.

Okay, fine.

Anything you want. Go.

I'm just getting a weird feeling from you.

I like you,

but I don't know if I trust you.

Okay, and uh, well then, get to know me.

I've been in relationships before

where I didn't trust my feelings,

and I can't do that anymore.

Right.

Like the last winner you were with.

No. It's complicated.

Well, um...

I'm interested.

He's going through some tough times right now.

His mom's really sick.

She's been great to me.

And Ravi hurt his neck on a rigging job last year.

He's just kind of wallowing in that.

Is he? So he's-- he's not doin' much?

And then he got hooked on Vicodin,

I mean, he's always used drugs.

I used to be really bad with that stuff too,

but I've slowed way down.

In your old age? Heh.

Yeah.

I just can't live like that anymore, you know?

Actually, I, uh,

I hate to admit it, but I can relate.

I kind of went through a bout myself.

Yeah, I noticed you don't drink.

It's good.

No, it's really good.

I got my work to focus on, and now MateBucket.

Right.

But what do you do for fun?

I-- I don't know.

You know what?

Mostly I get dressed up

and ask smart, beautiful women

out on really awkward dates.

And how's that workin' out for you?

It's about 50/50. Yeah.

Oh, that's a lie.

It's probably 90/10, against.

Heh. But, uh...

You know, you gotta give me credit for trying.

I do.

I do.

Actually, I got dressed up too.

Hmm.

Fuck.

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Mmm.

Mmm, that feels nice.

Now I know something else about you.

Oh, yeah?

And what's that?

You smile in your sleep.

I do not.

Yeah.

I wish I had my camera.

Mmm, I don't believe you.

Mmm.

But I'm smiling now, that's for sure.

My God! Don't you ever stop?

Not really, no.

But you're old!

You need your rest!

What time is it?

Oh shit!

Oh shit, I'm sorry!

Oh, good, then I can get my sleep.

I'm so sorry!

I gotta get outta here!

Goodnight, Aiden.

Goodnight? What are you talking about?

It's almost 9?

Oh, shit!

Oh, hey, uh, can I use your cell?

I lost mine.

Yeah, it's over on the dresser.

Do you even know how to use that thing?

Uh...

Uh-huh, yeah.

Yeah.

Uh, hi!

Uh, what's parking like over there?

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Get the fuck away!

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Oh, shit.

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Oh, shit.

Ha, ha!

You've been a bad, bad boy, huh?

You like fuckin' little girls, you piece of shit?

Huh?

What, your daughter not good enough for ya?

Is she too old-school?

I'm sorry, what?

Say it again.

I'll fuckin' do it. I'll do it.

Give me a reason, Barry.

Oh, stop fuckin' crying.

Stop fuckin' whimpering, you fuckin' baby.

You want any wallet-sized?

It's gonna cost you extra.

Heh-heh, that's pretty good!

That's not bad.

"You wanna do wallet-sized? That'll cost you extra."

Oh!

I was just wondering if I could...

borrow...

Um, shit. I'm sorry. Come in.

Yeah, I just wanted to see where you live.

Well, I'm sorry the place is a bit of a mess.

The maid's off sick.

Can I get you something?

No thanks, I'm fine.

Do you take these pictures yourself?

Uh... Some yes, some no.

Really?

I'm almost afraid to ask which ones.

Yeah.

It's all kinds of, uh...

What's the word?

Fucked up?

Personal.

You make money off these?

A little, yeah.

But, uh, I got some side projects goin' on too.

Are these actually the insides of people's refrigerators?

Those? Yeah.

Why?

Well, they're good story-tellers.

Like, um, this one, for instance.

It's from a crime scene in Highland Park.

A guy was found dead on his couch,

but he didn't know when he bought that milk

or whatever that it-- it would outlast him.

Kind of makes me wonder sometimes

when I'm at the store if...

like, the mustard I'm buying is gonna be around

after I'm gone, you know?

My God.

It must be terrible actually being there.

How do you not end up damaged by it all?

Ah, it's not so bad, really.

You get used to it.

Wow.

Well, anyway... What are you doing?

Heh-heh, I don't know.

Yeah, you do.

Maybe I do.

You're a little bit weird, you know that, right?

Just a bit.

Listen.

I'm a part of this theatre group,

and we're puttin' on a play

over at Belle Isle this weekend.

Okay.

You wanna go with me?

Are you in it?

No.

Then yes, I would like to go.

Oh, fuck off!

Hey, you wanna see where I sleep?

No, no, no, no!

Where you goin'?

Oh... come on!

What am I gonna do with this?

Hey, sexy.

It was a good time.

Your parents home?

Heh-heh-heh...

Now?

Okay, I'll teach you.

It was a lot of fun.

Hi!

That seat is taken. I'm waiting for somebody.

Oh no, that's okay. This won't take long.

Hey baby, can I call you back?

Listen, pal, I don't know how much clearer I need--

If you want a wallet--

any that are wallet-sized, that's gonna--

What the fuck is this shit?

What is it that they say?

That a picture's worth a thousand words, right?

Is that right? You with me?

Try to keep up.

Just get to it.

Well, I figured that those pictures

are worth a thousand dollars, each.

Although I bet your wife can think of a thousand words too.

Words like, oh, I don't know...

divorce and custody.

So, uh...

How are we gonna make this go away?

What?

You're not listening.

I just told you. A thousand, each.

No.

I mean go away forever.

How do I know you're not gonna just show up again

in a month or a year asking for more?

Well, you don't, really.

Just give me fair market value and I disappear from your life.

I'm gone. I take those with me.

I'm not greedy.

I'll give you a grand.

Total.

All right.

Here's something else: child molesters

don't last long in prison.

She's 16.

The age of consent in Canada is 14.

Uh, yeah.

I don't think it works that way.

That's okay.

Oh, hey, what's the age of consent

for gettin' corn-holed in jail the next 20 years?

What is that?

Just...

wait.

Okay?

Sit down.

Hey. That's nice.

Is that insured?

Yes.

Good. Okay.

Well, don't report it stolen.

Just tell your wife, and- and, uh,

the insurance company that you lost it

at the gym or somethin', okay?

Everybody wins.

Just do not report it stolen.

Just take it.

Hey...

I know you.

Nah, I'm that other guy.

You were the photographer at my daughter's party.

Remember the first time you looked in the mirror

and you realized you were going to hell?

Not bad, Aiden.

Not bad at all.

How much?

You have a receipt, don't you?

Yeah, it's in my other pants.

My dog ate those. Come on, how much?

Without a receipt, you'd be lucky to get 2,000, if that.

Get the fuck out of here.

But I can offer you $2,500.

25?

That's a $10,000 watch!

Normally for a gentleman in your situation,

I'd recommend eBay.

Three.

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Thank you.

You smell good.

Oh, yeah?

But it ain't comin' from you,

but you definitely have that

unmistakable sweet stink.

What's her name?

Does she look as good as the name sounds?

Oh, yeah!

I don't know what to tell you, Pete.

This one's special.

I mean, every time I'm with her it all just goes away.

Everything.

I'm serious, all the shit just gone.

Wow, man, that's beautiful. Really.

She's everything I want.

You know, I think I might actually be, um...

Nah, nah.

Ha-ha.

Hey...

remember the other day you were asking me about

that 2-11, Griswold and State?

Yeah.

Yeah, the, uh, the party store.

And then there was the other one down Griswold

at the coney near Michigan?

Uh-huh, yeah.

Same perp, apparently.

Really? Yeah.

You see what kind of piece he was carrying?

Did I... Uh, no.

I mean, not really, no.

The, uh--

I mean, I remember it was small,

and uh, you know, silver, I think.

Yeah, it was silver.

Maybe a .38 Special snub-nose?

Shit, Pete, I don't know.

Maybe.

And you know, to be honest, I was kinda scared shitless

at the time, you know?

Yeah.

Well, that's totally understandable.

Uh, why? Did you guys catch a break, or...?

Maybe.

Yeah?

You didn't happen to see this guy toss it in the trash

or down the drain or somethin', did you?

No.

Ah, I didn't think so.

All right!

Movin' on.

Come on, number four!

Come on, come on, come on!

He's in dead last.

♪ Virginia

♪ I love you, Virginia

♪ Ba-da-ba-da

Hey, hey!

That's enough!

Come on!

What are you gonna do?

Just leave her alone, okay?

Jesus Christ, look what you've done to her!

What? This?

Fuckin' this!

Back the fuck off, man!

What, are you a cop?

No cops allowed down here!

No, I'm just a guy with a fucking gun aimed at your face.

Okay, now, back off!

Don't matter. You're dead anyway.

You shoot me, you're dead. You walk away, you're dead.

Back the fuck off, man!

I'm not fuckin' around here!

You're not going to shoot me.

I've been shot before.

I can tell. It's not in your eyes.

You're not--

Die, you motherfucker!

Die, you motherfucker!

Come on!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Shit!

Oh, fuck!

You fucking idiot!

You almost got yourself killed! What were you thinking?

What? You told me to do it!

No, I didn't. You told yourself to do it.

Jesus Christ, you'd better get your shit together, Aiden!

I mean it.

Hi.

Hey, I'm so sorry I'm late.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, yeah.

It's just been a bad, uh...

a really bad day.

But I could use some, uh, quality entertainment, so...

Oh, what an unexpected pleasure it is

to welcome you once more into my home

on this extraordinary day.

The pleasure, I assure you, my dear lady, is entirely mine.

But may I also say that the sun above is burnin' hotter

than the flames of Hades below.

Oh, Master Rupert, won't you hand me my mint julep?

I'd be ever so delighted.

But of course, Young Emily.

You are a gentleman of the highest order.

You must remind me to reward you later

with a thorough tour of my garden.

Oh, indeed I shall.

For how better can I serve the South

than to personally tend to her most precious fields?

She is a fertile land in desperate need

of plough and seed.

My goodness, Emily.

Master Rupert has left tales of unspeakable violence

in his crimson wake.

I have heard no such lies.

Only glorious praise of his spirited defence

of the South and all she holds dear!

Perhaps the purest truth is more obtuse

than either one of us could possibly fathom.

When you realize that a soul cannot be owned,

when you realize that a man's spirit cannot be contained,

only then will The South know true freedom.

Only then will our shackles and chains be cast away,

and we will be...

one nation...

under God.

So what do you think so far?

So far, it's like a nightmare that won't end.

No? Why?

What do you think of it?

It's...

okay.

I mean, I dunno, I kinda like it.

Jesus, Virginia, what do you like about it?

I don't know. I know these people.

Yeah, I wouldn't brag about that.

Come on, why don't we just get out of here?

You can if you want.

Oh, shit.

I cannot control the lustful demons

that reside in my heart,

and I must make my intentions known to my dear Emily

before I leave for battle!

For the human heart cannot be contained by fickle decorum!

Oh, fickle, my dickle! I mean, really!

Who cares?

Uh, my love...

for my sweet, sweet Emily is ever-green!

I shall find a new interest to capture her heart.

It will neither be easily breached nor...

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I fucked up yesterday.

What happened?

Virginia.

I think I blew it.

That was fast.

Yeah, I know.

So, what happened?

God, I'd had a really, really...

a really bad day.

I can't sleep, I can't-- I can't...

think. I can't...

fuckin' talk, you know?

I-I got fuckin' shot at!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait...

Where was this?

Uh, it's nothin'.

You didn't tell me this?

It's not even the worst part.

She-- she takes me to this play her friends are putting on,

and it was terrible.

I mean, her friends are fucking terrible.

And so I say, "Who cares?"

To her?

To everyone.

- Jesus. - Yeah.

I don't know what's going on with me.

Everything seems to be all great,

and it's like I can't control

all this internal shit that's goin' on!

But here's the thing:

I don't know if I want to.

I'm not sure you want to hear this, but...

you're kind of like Mr. Magoo.

Just as you're about to walk blindly into a river,

a log floats by, you step on it, and it saves you.

No. No, no, Pete.

I'm not blind, I know what I am.

I just don't know how to...

how to make it... fit.

Well, get over it!

It's rainin' $50 bills and you're mopin' around

'cause it ain't rainin' hundreds?

You want another one?

Ah, go on.

Two frogs are sittin' on a log,

one of them decides to jump off.

How many frogs are left?

One.

No.

Two, dopey.

One of them just decides to jump.

It's about takin' action.

Don't you listen to the shit they say in here?

Yeah.

Shit, I don't know. Maybe.

I don't know.

Lookin' back on my life,

if I was going to decide

to do anything differently...

I wouldn't have fuckin' worried so much.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

It'll be okay.

No. It is okay.

Right now.

Hey, you fucked up.

So what? Go apologize to her.

Take action.

That one.

Ah!

That one is $3,000.

It's an antique.

Hold up.

Wait, wait, wait, Virginia. I--

Don't make this weird, okay?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I can't accept that.

The other night...

It just slipped out.

I know. It's okay.

Hey, do you wanna, uh, do you wanna go somewhere?

Do you wanna get a bite to eat, or...?

I can't.

I-- I have to be somewhere.

Wait.

I don't know what it is.

I don't-- I just do stupid things around you.

You know, you make me feel like a kid or somethin', you know?

It's just I-I care about you so much.

More and more every time I see you.

Yeah...

I think I'm starting to go the other way.

No.

What? No!

Virginia, we're havin' a great time!

Look... I-I don't know you.

I don't know what I'm doing,

and, uh, I need some time to figure things out.

I just know that lately every time you touch me

it creeps me out.

Like you're objectifying me,

like I'm your sex toy or something.

Like you're using me.

Wow.

I'm sorry. I...

Objectifying you?

Yeah.

I don't understand.

So all this...

All this negative stuff that you're saying about me,

was this before or-- or after that time that you,

uh, asked me to cum in your mouth?

I can't talk to you about this right now.

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Hey man, can I bum?

Come on.

Hey, man.

Hey, you got anything?

Come on, I just need a little bum.

Please?

It's cool.

It's cool.

Nice sled.

Nice, really.

I want you to know...

forever...

I want you to know, I want you to know...

I want you to know...

Hey, hey, hey! Come on!

You think I don't know about you

and that fuckin' queer you're seeing?

I'm not fucking seeing--

You fuckin' bitch!

You don't fuckin' even know!

Oh my God, and she falls!

My God, what a drama queen!

You don't think I know about you and that fuckin' faggot?

Fuck!

I love you, sweetheart!

Please, please, please hurry!

I got a surprise.

You need anything?

Just my cock in your mouth.

Bye, sexy!

Bye.

Hurry home!

Hold on.

Ravey?

Uh, no, it's Ravi. What's goin' on, man?

Yeah, um, we need to talk.

I gotta-- Oh, okay.

Look, I just need to talk to you.

Shit!

What are doin'? Put your arms down.

I'm not gonna hurt you, man.

I'm just-- I wanna say my piece and leave.

I'm not a-- I'm not a bad guy, all right?

I'm just...

Are you baking a cake?

Yeah.

Uh...

It's the, uh-- it's the girlfriend's, uh, birthday, man.

She's actually gonna come back soon.

What, it's her birthday?

She didn't...

Yeah. Look, hey, what do you want, man?

I mean, you said you want to talk about somethin'?

Is that a fuckin' thumb ring?

Are you fuckin' kidding me?

Yeah, here. You can have it, man.

Please, just give me a second to think, here.

Just give me a... a second.

Okay. All right.

Okay.

You treated her like shit.

You did.

You treated her like shit, and I saw it.

And I mean, I get it.

She's young, and-- and a girl like that can drive you crazy.

But she's special, she's different.

She's not like the rest.

I loved her.

I did. I loved her.

Maybe...

too much. Maybe I scared her off.

I don't know.

Okay.

I just wanted you to know that from now on...

forever...

that whenever you kiss her...

that's me you're tasting.

No?

Nothin'?

That's okay. I see it.

And that's why I came here

so I could see that look on your fuckin' face.

What the fuck are you doing?

Fuck you! Give me the fuckin' gun!

Let go of the fucking gun!

I said I wasn't gonna hurt you!

Let go!

All right, listen to me!

Aah!

Oh, Jesus fuck, man!

What the fuck did I tell you, dumb shit?

Let go! I was about to leave!

I was gonna say my piece and...

Are you okay?

What?

Oh, you fucking idiot. What did you do?

Oh, my God!

What did you fucking do?

Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit!

I told you to let go of the fucking gun,

and you didn't let go of the fucking gun!

You did this!

Okay, okay, okay! Fuck!

This wasn't me! This isn't me!

I'm in fucking deep shit right now!

Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!

All right. Okay, okay.

Just call fucking 9-1-1, okay?

I said we need a fucking phone!

Fuck you!

You ruined everything!

This wasn't the plan!

This wasn't the fucking plan!

Please just... Oh my God...

Where are you going?

A phone, man. I gotta get a phone.

All right, all right.

Oh my God.

I got it. I got this. Okay.

Oh, shit. Oh!

Hurry up, man! Please?

Oh my God!

What the fuck?

Are you kidding me?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Are you kidding me with this shit?

Fuck!

You've got to have a fucking phone, man!

Oh my God!

Shut up!

This is totally fucked up, man!

It's okay. Calm down.

All right.

Oh, shit!

All right, okay, okay.

Aah!

All right, stay here.

Just stay here. Don't move.

Don't move, don't move.

No, no, no!

Where are you going? You fucking asshole!

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Is anybody there?

Please, if you're there, please!

Please, just answer me.

Hey, keep it down over there!

Hey, who said that?

Hey, hey!

Hey, sir!

Sir, you gotta help me!

I said shut the fuck up down there!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Hello, is anyone there, please?

Goddammit!

Go away!

Sir, no, no! Please, please, please!

There's been an accident! I gotta use your phone!

I gotta get an ambulance here right away!

Go fuck yourself!

Oh, fuck you!

Fuck you!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Oh, shit! Okay, okay.

Hey, hey, hey!

Fuck this, let's go!

Where are we going?

To the hospital. It's faster if I take you.

Come on.

You all right? Stand up.

Aah, shit!

Okay, stand up.

I don't think I can walk, man!

That's bullshit! Come on, let's go!

Stand up.

Okay.

I got you. Ready?

One, two...

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My God, I gotta get down, man!

I gotta get down!

Aah!

Ow!

Just stay here and, uh...

keep pressure on the wound.

Don't fucking--

You fucking moron!

You are a fucking moron!

You hear me? You fucking--

You're not gettin' out of this one, Aiden.

Not gonna happen.

You might as well just put the gun in your mouth

right fucking now!

Aiden, Bill Gates here. It's gonna be okay.

Listen to me.

Let me take care of all this for you.

I'm gonna dispatch a helicopter for you right now.

She'll be there in about 15 min--

No! Stop that shit, Aiden! I mean it.

Stop that shit and get real!

This is real, you piece of shit!

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Come on!

Come on!

There we go.

Oh, shit.

Oh, fuck, oh, fuck.

Ravey? Ravey?

Jesus, fuck!

Hey! Hey!

Oh my God!

Oh, my fucking God!

Oh my God, oh my God!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, I'm back.

I'm back, okay?

The car's outside. Let's go.

Come on, wake up.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Oh, fuck!

Aah!

Oh, shit! Oh, shit!

Come on, come on!

Come on.

Come on. Hey.

Come on, come on.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Okay.

Oh, fuck.

Okay.

Aah!

Oh God!

Fucking Christ!

Oh, Goddammit!

Oh, God, man!

I thought you were dead!

Oh, fuck!

Ha-ha-ha!

Am I in the hospital?

No, no, no! We gotta go there right now!

Come on, come on, the car's outside!

Up, up, up!

Get up, get up, get up!

Okay.

Come on, I got ya, I got ya!

Okay, okay.

Here we go.

Oh, fuck. God.

No, no, no.

Oh, God.

Come on.

Hey, man.

Hey, man?

Hey, Mister, what are you doin'?

Hey, man, it's me.

Fuck. Hey, can I play? Eh?

Get the fuck outta here!

I can play too!

What the fuck are you-- Get the fuck--

Hey, hey.

Hey, yeah, I wanna play. I wanna fuckin' play!

No, no! Hey, hey!

Hey man, stop!

Goddammit!

Fuckin' asshole!

Okay, okay.

All right.

Okay, please start.

Please start.

Oh shit.

Okay!

Hey.

No...

Oh my God.

Oh, fuck.

Hey, hey!

Hey...

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Hi.

Remember the first time you looked in the mirror

and realized you're goin' to hell?

You know, you have a choice.

I don't, but you do.

The next choice you make will forever define you.

You can do what's right for this life,

you can do what's right for the next.

But you can't have both.

So...

between heaven and hell, you choose, Aiden.

Is she really worth it?

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It's gonna be okay, Aiden.

You know what you have to do.

Hide behind that lens.

That's where you disappear.

Where no one can see you.

Just do your job.

Well, well, well.

Beat the heat.

How's your magic pussy doin'?

Uh, yeah.

I'm workin' it out, I guess.

What you got here?

Crime scene two.

Probably another drug deal gone bad.

You, uh, mind if I grab a few?

Nah.

What's another expired junkie?

Right, so...

Thanks.

We got the victim taken around to the gun upstairs.

We got a blood trail suggesting a struggle with the perp

on the way down.

Victim has enough fight in him to go for the meth or the .38,

or the meth and the .38.

Perp gets freaked out by an unexpected witness,

makes a run for it, losing his shoe.

Kind of feels a little staged, but...

I don't think I care right now.

All's I know is there's one less junkie out on the streets,

and wouldn't it be nice if that .38 matches the ballistics

from the coney last week?

What do you got there?

Uh, yeah, look, um...

Here's the thing.

No, no, no.

That old piece of shit.

Sometimes you use it, sometimes you don't.

Right.

Right, yeah.

It's an antique, so, um...

I save it for special occasions.

Nothin' special about this one.

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Oh, no!

No, no, no!

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It's gonna be okay, Virginia.

I'll do better this time, I promise.

I'll change.

I just wanna be with you forever.

I just wanna take care of you and hold you and love you.

Can you hear me, Virginia?

I'm over here.

I know you can hear me.

See?

I knew you could hear me, baby.

I knew it.

We're meant to be together.

We are one.

I'm sorry, Aiden.

What was I thinking?

You're the one.

It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

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And to answer your question, yes.

She's worth it.

She's so very, very worth it.

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Hi.

Hi.

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Virginia? I'm so sorry.

I really am.

I'll see you around.

Virginia, if you need anything.

I mean it, anything at all.

Just...

Thank you, Aiden.

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