Original subtitles

(suspenseful music)

(animal calling out)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- [Adena] I remember the last thing

I ever read about in a book.

Someone said that no one knew

what weapons we would use to fight World War III,

but that World War IV will be fought

with sticks and stones.

- This all you got?

It's all expired.

- [Adena] Only one?

- It's all you're gonna get for this.

Take it or leave it.

- Sticks and stones.

Or maybe something more substantial.

(rhythmic guitar music)

(engines humming) (men conversing)

- [Bruce] Where the hell have you been, son?

(suspenseful music)

(rhythmic guitar music)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

- [Flea] Hey, you got a light?

- Yeah, yeah, I got a light, yeah.

What's going on?

Hey!

(gun firing)

Oh!

(bodies thudding)

(groans)

- What the...

- [Gang Member] Xavier!

(men calling out)

Get her, she wasted Flea!

- [Axel] Bitch locked the door.

- [Edge] I'll go around back.

- [Curt] You come on.

- Bring me your boss.

I want to see his face here right now.

Go, get him!

- [Curt] You two, go get the boss.

- Better shove that shit out of my face.

- Keeping my eye on you.

You gotta come out sooner or later.

Xavier, you hang on in there.

- Recognize this, asshole?

(Xavier cries out)

I don't know where the hell you been

for the last five months,

but it was a bad idea for you to come back.

- You should have killed me when you had the chance.

Now things are gonna get real ugly for you

unless you let me go.

- You're not going anywhere.

I know you store ammunition in this house.

Where is it?

- You must be out of your fucking mind.

No one steals from us and gets away with it.

When my daddy gets back here--

- I got other plans for you and your dad.

Now where's the ammo?

(Xavier groans)

(Xavier coughs)

(suspenseful music)

Shit.

(quiet suspenseful music)

(Xavier groans)

(Xavier cries out)

Is this all you have?

Junk?

- Put that back.

- You're wasting my time!

- What are you doing?

Put it back!

- You filthy fucking scumbag!

- Fuck you.

- [Curt] Hey, what's going on in there?

- Fuck off!

- [Xavier] Get your hands off of that.

Stop!

Put it down.

- Is this what the big deal's all about?

(paper rips)

(retches)

(vomits)

(somber instrumental music)

(shotgun shell rattling)

(somber instrumental music)

(Xavier groaning)

Your mom had some nice things, I gotta say.

10, 20 cans?

How much you think each piece is worth?

- Stop that.

(growls)

- [Curt] Hey, bitch.

Boss is coming.

(Xavier groans)

- Now you're gonna play nurse?

- I'm not gonna let you just bleed out.

- Whatever it is you're thinking about doing,

he's gonna do a lot worse.

Things would have been a lot different

if my mom were still around.

He pushed her too damn hard.

I've had to do so much shit to survive around him,

to prove that I could be like him, the boss.

Hey.

I really didn't want to do that to you.

- You had a choice.

You did this to me.

The only reason I kept your sorry ass alive

is so your father could watch his only son die.

- You have every right to do this.

Shoot me.

- I can't.

(engine rumbling)

- [Bruce] What have you done with my son?

- The boy is alive, but he won't be much longer.

- Dad, I'm fine.

- I'll deal with you later, boy,

but you, girl, don't do anything stupid.

- Don't try anything.

- Look-- - I'm ready to shoot.

- What do you want?

I could let you go.

We could forget all about this mess you made,

but if you don't bring out my son,

you're going to be in a lot of pain.

(Adena groans)

- Listen up.

I'll let the boy go,

but I want the bike in exchange.

Tell your gang to back off.

- Aight.

Back off.

The bike is all yours.

But I want to see my son outside right now in one piece.

(dramatic instrumental music)

- I want everybody off the front porch.

Keys on the bike.

- [Bruce] You heard her.

Off the porch.

Back there.

(dramatic instrumental music)

(Xavier groans)

(dramatic instrumental music)

- Coming out!

(dramatic instrumental music)

Back off!

- [Bruce] We ain't got no guns.

(pulsing music)

- No!

(gun fires)

Get out of here.

Go.

(engine rumbling)

("Absence" by Alexis Marsh and Samuel Jones)

♪ Do you ride away from me ♪

♪ Taking light and leaving grief ♪

♪ I keep the hurt I'd rather feel ♪

♪ And watch the shadow from my knees ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ A blanket and the radio ♪

♪ Remind me of that place we know ♪

♪ I cut my finger, press it, too ♪

♪ You let me bleed a bit for you ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ I'd meet you if you knew the way ♪

♪ Fall all night and greet the day ♪

♪ But showing's only half as pure ♪

♪ And memory's the only cure ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

(dramatic electronic music)

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