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(Woman sobbing and sniffling)

(Woman talking in distance,
indistinct)

(Paper ripping)

- (Woman):
Menteur!

(Man speaking French on TV)

It's best...

(Woman sobbing)

C'est assez!

(Chair scraping floor)

(Woman continues sobbing)

(Footsteps)

(Door sliding open)

(Wind whistling)

Pardonnez-moi!

(Pigeon wings flapping)

(Woman gasping)

(Clattering)

(Tires screeching)

(Crashing)

(Alarm blaring in distance)

(* Sweet Rock n Roll
by Vibrolux on radio *)

(Chuckling)

- ** Yeah, baby, wanna get in
on the action... *

* I must say you cause
a chain reaction *

* You got me so, little sister *

* My sweetest rock and roll *

* My sweetest *

* My sweetest rock and roll *

(Kate chuckling)

* My sweetest *

* My sweetest rock and roll *

* You hit me like
a freight train *

* Rolling down a track, now *

* I need your love thing *

* I'm at the top of
the stack now *

* You got me so,
little sister... *

(Walkie-talkie beeps)

- (French accent):
Hey, Joe.

Girl, Aisle 17.
She's dumping stuff in her bag.

- (Joe):
On it, Kate. Thanks.

- Sure!

- * My sweetest rock and roll *

* My sweetest *

* She's my sweetest
rock and roll **

(Sighing)

- (Woman):
Your cheque bounced, Nicky.

I'm not taking him!

- (Whispering):
Oh, for fuck's sake!

Come on, you just
cashed it too quick!

Come on! I'm gonna
be late again!

(Sighing)

How am I supposed to pay you
if I can't get to work

to earn the cash
to pay you!

You fucking fool! God!

(Cody grunting)

(Cell phone beeping)

OK, I'm setting
Cody down.

If you don't open the goddamn
door, he's gonna freeze.

I'm leaving. I'll be back
at 5:30 with the cash!

(Cody crying)

You want
dinosaur? Here.

- I'm gonna call
Social Services on you.

- Yeah, well, then you for sure
won't be getting your money,

because I won't need
a sitter.

(Cody crying)

(Whispering):
Oh fuck!

(Sighing)

- (Woman): You have 2 refills
left on your prescription.

The pharmacist would like to go
over the side effects with you.

- (Irish accent):
I've taken them before, love.

- There are many drug
interactions with--

- It's fine.

Now, if you just look
under my file,

you'll see it's covered
completely under insurance.

It's under Simon Brunson.

Take care not to
staple the bag shut!

(Telephone ringing)

- (Radley):
I still don't get the concept.

- Well, it's basically the idea

that nothing can come
to fruition

without having
thought of it beforehand.

- OK, but that seems
like wishing, though.

- No, it's not wishing.
It's giving birth to an idea.

I'm putting myself
in the frame of mind

in a few weeks I'm gonna be
moving out of this office

and into something bigger
and better.

Putting it out
into the universe

and, of course,
acting on it physically

will make it happen.

- OK...

So if I stuck a sign
that said "Store Manager"

on my office door,

in a few months,
I'd have your job?

- Well, I wouldn't be
that overt about it.

These things are better
kept to yourself

so that nothing can
interfere with your plans.

You'll get to test
my theory out in a few days,

because by Friday,

I'm gonna know if I'm
the new regional manager,

so you're gonna have
to suck up to somebody else.

- Well, good luck, man!

I hope you get it.

- Thank you, Radley.

- For both
of our sakes.

- Indeed.

Could you get me some crack
filler from the warehouse?

There should be some tubes of it
somewhere in there.

I hate the look of
an unfinished office.

- Uh, yeah, sure.

- Thanks.

(* Woman singing rock song
on radio, indistinct *)

(* Muzak on PA )

- (Man 1 on PA): Today, in
our electronics department...

(Toilet flushing)

- Pull your shirt up.
This ain't some strip joint!

- (Man 2 on PA): Could an
associate in sporting goods

call R-204?

An associate in sporting goods,
call R-204.

- (Woman): Are you hiring
for the Christmas season?

- (Man 3): Our store will be
closing in 5 minutes.

For your shopping convenience,

Fairfax will be open
at 10:00 tomorrow morning.

(Telephone ringing)

(Ringing continues)

- Shit!

(Telephone beeps)

Hello?

- Hey, man!

- Oh, Kev!

Took you bloody long enough
to call me back, brother!

- I didn't wanna call until
I had something concrete.

How are you?

- Oh, bored!

I had to take a bloody temp job
being a store detective

because you fools took
so bloody long to call me back.

So, give me some
good news, huh?

- Make an appointment
for a physical.

If you pass that, you can get
re-evaluated in January.

- January. Fuck, man!
That's 2 months away!

- You're gonna need to be

in perfect mental
and physical condition.

We talked about this.

Look, I'll call you with
your dates in a few weeks.

Um, you have fun
catching batties!

(Panting)

(Telephone beeps)

(Glass breaking)

(Chuckling)

- So was that
good for you?

(Sighing)

- I, uh,
I just need a moment.

(Both laughing)

(Laughing)

(Door opening and closing)

(Sighing)

Hi!

- Hello!

- That was great.

(Laughing)

Uh, I'm--I'm just gonna
take a quick shower.

- Yeah, sure.

- OK?

(Chuckling)

(Sighing)

(Door opening)

Honey, are you awake?

- I'm awake.

- Well, uh, I figured I could
just bunk on your floor.

I promise I won't
come near you.

- No, I don't think so.

- Oh, come on!

I could just scooch into
a corner or something.

(Sighing)

- I saw you jerking off.

So you're faking now?

I mean, why did
I even get naked?

What?

(Sighing)

What?

- I just wondered when the next
time we're gonna be intimate is.

- I thought we just were.

James, I'm doing
my best here.

- I know.

We just haven't had
real sex in over a year

and maybe you could
give me a hint.

- You want me to give you
a fucking timeline?

(Chuckling)

So thrilled you think
my life is amusing.

- Oh, come on!
It's not like that!

It's just, sometimes
it feels like

you think you're the
only one who's suffering.

- She was my sister.

- Yeah, well, her
stupidity has a long reach.

I guess I just
wanna know

how long I'm gonna
be in purgatory for.

- Get out.

(Sighing)

(* Deck the Halls on PA *)

- Will this be on
your Fairfax card?

- Cash.

- You can
get 15% off.

- No.

- Darla, when's my break?

I need to get out
of here, like now.

- It's not for another
15 minutes, hon.

Can you hold
it till then?

(Cash register beeping)

That'll be $19.98.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- You're looking
worn, honey.

- You're late with
your support payment.

- Oh, am I? Oh!

- I'm not running
this stuff through.

You don't even pay
for your child's clothes.

You can't buy some
random chick bikinis.

- I'm paying.
I get a lot of tips.

- Don't talk to me.
He has another version
of you every week.

- Screw you!

- She's just pissed 'cause
she can't fit in them.

Just ring it through.

- Leave and get in another line.

- Ring this through!
- (James): Is there a problem?

- Yeah, your cashier won't let
my girl pay for our stuff.

- Ah! Well, Nicole, I think
it's time for your break.

- Thank you, sir.

- (Imitating Nicole):
Thank you, sir! Oh!

Slut!

- Will this be on
your Fairfax card today?

- I'm paying in change.

- I see.

There doesn't seem to be
a SKU on this product.

Uh, I'll just have to call
for a price check.

(PA beeping)

(Echoing on PA):
Can I get a price check

on extra-small
condoms to cash--

(PA beeping)

(Coins jingling)

- You shouldn't have
done that, asshole!

- Hi! Find everything
you're looking for today?

- He shouldn't have
said that! He's the manager.

- Yeah, how do you know?

- I stole some shit there before
when I was in high school,

like 2 years ago.

They're all cocksuckers!

- We should burn this
fucking place to the ground!

- OK, let's do it!

- Are you serious?

- Yeah! Why not?

Come on!

- Now?

- You got something
better to do?

- Fuck, I like you!

(Both chuckling)

(Sniffling)

(Alarm wailing)

- (Woman on PA):
Fire alarm activated.

Fairfax Mall,
175 Ferry Cove Road.

(Alarm ringing)

- (Echoing on PA):
This is a real alarm, folks.

It's just for
a short while.

Take advantage of some great
coffee across at Reid's Café

while we get this
all taken care of.

Your safety is
our first concern.

OK, guys,
right towards the exit.

- You stay put until all of
the customers are out.

Oh, it's a
false alarm anyway.

- I smell smoke.

(Sniffing)

- Oh, it's nothing!

- Rhonda, Rhonda!

Call Joe, make sure he gets
Kate out of the building, OK?

- Oh! Oh!

- Thank you.

(Alarm continues ringing)

- When the fire
department gets here,

tell them the massive blaze
is in a garbage can

in the men's changing room.

(Door opening)

- Come on, Kate.
We gotta go.

- It's a fire in a can!

Look!

And it's out!

- James wants me to get you
out of the building.

- Go tell the fire department
it's no longer an issue

before they come in here
and soak everything.

- Look we have
to get-- Aw, shit!

Come on!

- My stuff is getting wet!

- Look, we gotta get out
of here. Let's go!

- No, I'm not going outside
with everybody.

I'd rather burn in
the non-existent fire.

- I will grab you
if I have to.

Come on!

- Franchement!

OK! Go first!

- Aw, come on, Kate!

(Man on truck radio, indistinct)

- Kate's still inside.
I can't get her out.

- Thanks.

Hey, there's still
somebody in the building.

She's in the office.

It's through the
warehouse, up the stairs.

(Sighing)

(Alarm continues ringing)

- Hey! The fire is out!

(Talking, indistinct)

Hey! No!
No, just don't touch me!

No, get away from me! Hey!

Hey! OK, I'm gonna walk!

Hey! No, stop!

You can't--

OK, I'm gonna walk!
Come on, let me go!

No, you can't!

(Ringing stops)

(Whimpering)

(Gasping)

(Ringing resumes)

- There's nothing
to see here, OK?

(Sobbing)

Everything's fine!

(Ringing stops)

(Sighing)

Wish breaking things
made me feel better.

- Help yourself!

- I had to get everybody
out of the building, Kate.

- Right. It could've
impacted your job.

- Look, I didn't know
they were gonna grab you.

I--

Would you just
please come inside?

- Not right now.

(* The First Noel on PA *)

(Whispering):
What the fuck?

(Sighing)

- Kate?

I tried to catch you
before you came in.

- My stuff is all gone!

- They couldn't get the damn
sprinklers off for hours

in this section.

The rest of the store
is actually bone dry.

Here, we've got
a broken pipe.

Uh, we've had to
move you into our room.

(Breathing unevenly)

Just come in and
take a look, OK?

You'll have your own
out-of-the-way space,

and it's just until we can
get all this fixed up.

I'll give you
a couple minutes,

and when you get a moment,
just come check it out.

- Yeah.

- (Man on TV):
In sports,

the National Hockey League
featured a busy 5-game...

(Man on TV, indistinct)

(Sighing)

- Thank you. Yeah, the police
have been wonderful.

And thank you for
the extension.

Bye!

What can I
do for you?

- So, what did
head office say?

- Well, thankfully,

they decided to postpone
the decision about the job

until I've got the store
back on track.

- Oh! Well, that--that's
nice of them, right?

- Yeah, I'm taking it
as a good sign.

Because they couldn't possibly
have me fix their store

and then not promote me.

- No.

Well, here, um,
this might help too.

Early Christmas
present from me.

Um, actually, I got
one for myself too.

It says "store manager."

'Cause you never know, right?

- You never know.
- Yeah.

- Thank you!

- No problem, man!

- You made it.

You've got your
own private space.

Look, no one will cross it.

I'll make sure that
the guys go to the staff room

for all their breaks.

- Joe, I apologize
for yesterday.

- We all understand.

- I need to start keeping
my problems to myself.

- Kate, you know what?
Don't worry about it.

- Do you mind if
I'm in here alone

while I get the
monitors set up?

- Sure!

(Sighing)

(Door closing)

(Key pad beeping)

(Car honking)

- One sec!

(Grunting)

(Bell jingling)

(Chuckling)

- Well, that's festive!

- Do you mind if
I put up some stuff?

- No.

- James hates Christmas.

- Hello?

- Jesus! I totally forgot
that you were starting today.

I apologize.

- That's all right.
I can come back if you'd like.

- No! Welcome!
It's my fault.

Uh, well, that's Kate.
She's our eyes here.

- Hey!

- Hi, Kate.

- And why don't you just
throw your shit in Locker 3?

You'll like it here.
We get some good drama.

(Laughing)

- Great!

- I'm gonna need you
to fill out some paperwork,

so I'll run and get
that from Radley.

Make yourself
comfortable,

and when I get back, we'll go
on a store walk-through.

- Mm-hmm.

- Kate, I'm just gonna be
gone for a couple minutes,

but I'll be
right back, OK?

(Door closing)

- So you worked here long, then?

- Almost a year now.

My husband is the store manager.
He's been here for 7 years.

- I should stay on
your good side, then.

(Chuckling)

Anything funny ever
happen on those screens?

- The whole human experience
unfolds daily.

Sometimes it's even better
than reality TV.

- Hmm!

(Exhaling sharply)

Are you all right?

- I'm gonna come back.

- OK.

Uh, I'll watch your screens
for you, then.

- No, can you just
not cross that red line?

Right there.

- (Man on PA): ** All the
children shout out loud *

* They are waiting
for Santa to come... *

(* Lyrics indistinct )

* For a ring-ding-a-ling
Ding-ding-a-ding Christmas *

* And sparkling,
magical Christmas *

* The most wonderful,
marvellous Christmas... *

(Telephone ringing in distance)

(Sighing)

(Inhaling deeply)

- * While their family
and friends *

* Make their way
through the snow *

(Exhaling loudly)

* For this special
time of the year... **

(Grunting)

- (Whispering):
Goddammit!

(Breathing deeply)

(* Lyrics indistinct )

(Door opening and closing)

Hey!

A lot of screens to keep
track of there.

- Um, listen,
I'm gonna be honest.

I have a thing
with personal space,

and I'm not feeling
too hot right now,

so if you could just keep back,
that would be great.

- I can do that.

Don't worry.
I take those too.

- You ready?

- Hi! Yeah, just chatting up
our friend, Kate, here.

Bye!

- Hey!

- Hey! I was trying
to be quiet.

- I took a
sleeping pill.

I guess I didn't
make it to bed.

- Hey, you want
some coffee?

- Yeah, sure!

- So, I got some exciting
news about the job.

- Oh yeah? Like what?
Some new car allowance?

- No. Actually, yeah,

and also a new residence.

- What do you mean?

- Well, uh, they moved
the job to Toronto.

But they're gonna take
care of our moving expenses,

even show our house
to buyers while we're gone.

They're gonna take
care of everything.

- Was this
always the plan?

- Well, think of
the opportunity.

I mean, I'm sure there's
support groups up there

or clinics or
retreats or something.

You're gonna get
all the help you need.

It'll be good for you.

- I don't wanna move.

- OK, um,

well, you know,

we don't have to talk
about it right now.

Just give it a few days,
think about it, let it digest.

It's not really even
a reality yet, anyway.

- This isn't ideal,

but I have a little bit
of a life here.

- It's not my fault
the job changed locations.

- You still want it?

You'll be on the road up there,
and I won't have a job.

They're only easy on me here
because of your influence.

- I can do the same
for you there.

- But it'll be with people
who don't know me.

Here, I can get groceries.

I can pick up takeout.
I have a few friends.

- I want you there with me.

But you gotta let this go!

OK, you just gotta
confront this!

Grab the bull by the horns
and deal with this shit!

- I'm trying!

- I've worked so hard
to get us to the top,

and your shit is gonna
bring us down again

and I won't let that happen.

- I want this
for you. I do.

- Do you know how it would look
if I showed up without you?

I've been so forthcoming to
corporate about your problems,

and they have been more
than accommodating.

They've helped with
insurance for your meds.

If I show up
there without you,

I'd look like an asshole,
and you'd seem ungrateful.

- I want my life
to stay the same.

That's what I want,
for it to just be calm.

- What you need to do is
stop indulging in your misery.

- Hey, you think
I like this?

What are you doing?

Hey, I need those.

- No more crutches.

- Those are prescribed
to me for a reason!

You can't leave with--

- Don't get any closer!

- James, come on!

- I want my fucking
wife back!

(Kate gasping)

(Exhaling loudly)

(Tires screeching)

(Gasping)

(Exhaling loudly)

- I need to get in
to see a doctor today.

It's for a refill.

Well, can you refer me
to someone else?

No, I need them today.

No, I can't go wait in the
Emergency Room for 9 hours!

Come on!
It's just for a refill!

Ah, va chier, osti!

(Muttering indistinctly)

(Telephone beeping)

(Sighing)

(Busy signal)

Um...

(Grunting)

(Panting)

(Siren wailing in distance)

(Engine revving)

- Could you be
any later?

- Here.

- Why don't
you come in?

Cody wants to see you.

- No, I can't.
Crystal's waiting.

Besides, you know
the kid's just gonna cry

when he sees me, anyway.

- Fine, whatever.
It just better all be here.

- Well, it's
a $100 short.

- What? This is already
2 months late as it is.

- Oh, come on, Nicole!
Don't give me this horseshit!

- He grows, you know?
He eats. He needs haircuts.

- Oh, does he?

- Yeah, he's not a
fucking paper doll! Aw!

- Fuck you!

(Siren wailing in distance)

(Busy signal)

- (Whispering): OK.

(Whispering indistinctly)

(Knocking)

(Woman laughing)

(Sighing)

(Men and women laughing
in distance)

(Grunting)

- Kate?

(Grunting)

(Whispering):
What the fuck?

- The door was open.

- Can you get me
some water?

Please?

- Yeah, sure.

(Simon groaning)

- What time is it?

(Whispering):
Oh fuck!

- Um, just about 10:30.

There you go.

- Thanks.

(Sighing)

You mind me asking why
you broke into my place?

- Well, I'm out of meds.

My husband told me we might
be moving to Toronto,

and I didn't react
the way he wanted,

so he took all my meds
and drove off.

So I was hoping you might
just give me a few pills.

I could pay you for them.

- I've been a lot
of things in my life.

I've never been
a drug dealer.

- I'm sorry. I don't
wanna put you on the spot.

- No, hey, Kate, it's fine.
It's fine, it's fine!

Take whatever you need.

As long as you don't
pay me for 'em,

I'm not, you know,
technically a drug dealer.

- OK, thank you.

(Pills rattling)

- Why don't
you sit down?

- I was just stuck.

- I know.

- Yeah.

(Exhaling loudly)

Uh, I'm just gonna...

- Go nuts.

- Oh, sorry.

(Coughing)

There you go.

(Exhaling loudly)

I haven't been to
someone else's place

in a very long time.

(Chuckling)

- If I'd have known,
I would've cleaned up for you,

but I guess I should
probably be flattered, right?

- Um...

- Maybe you should go
through withdrawal more often.

You might get out of the
house a little bit more.

Kate.

What are
you gonna do?

- I don't know.

Don't know.

- I think you probably--

You know, you probably
have to go to Toronto.

- And why is that?

- Well, because your husband
obviously likes you well enough

to hijack all your meds.

- Yeah, I guess.

(Sighing)

- You want a beer?

- Uh...

- I'll get you a beer.
- Yeah.

(Kate chuckling)

- All right. Hold on.

Here.

(Sighing)

- Um...

Yep!

- Nicole.

- Oh, yep!
I filled that out.

- All right. Looks like
you're all set.

- It says there to pay by credit
card, but I have it in cash.

Is that OK?

- Absolutely.

And for future
reference,

we usually ask
our patients

to leave their children with
a caregiver during a procedure.

- Oh yeah,
of course.

Can you--can you
just watch him?

Thanks.

Here. He likes this.

Take it. Take it.

OK, back?

(Gasping)

(Groaning)

It stings!

(Chuckling)

(* Carol of the Bells on PA *)

- (James): So, the water main
comes just up from there.

(James talking, indistinct)

- (Whispering):
Aw, fuck!

(Sighing)

- (Through earpiece):
Uh, 2 kids.

Aisle 12.
They're lifting speakers.

Simon, you're
one aisle from them.

- Yeah.

- They're wearing hoodies.

Keep to the one
with the backpack.

- (Simon):
Hey, boys.

Let's look
in the bag.

- (Kate on PA):
Uh, Joe, Simon's got one kid.

The 2nd kid is running out
the entrance.

- Come here!

- Fuck off!

Ow! Jeez, it hurts!

- Get up!

- Good job, man.

- Come on, let's go!

- Let's go, Speedy.

Let's go out back,
wait for the cops.

- You're fucking killing me!

- Enough!

- What the
hell is that?

It fucking hurts,
you freak!

- Chief!

- (Chief, Irish accent):
We'll, uh, be seeing you soon?

- Yeah, yeah.

Keeping in fine form.

- Good stuff!

(Chuckling)

(Cell ringing)

- Ben, where the fuck are you?

- Hey, it's--it's--

Look, we can't come
and get Cody right now.

Why don't you just put him in
a cab and zip him on over?

(Noisy crowd in background
on telephone)

- Forget it.

(Cell phone beeping)

(Chuckling)

(Simon sighing)

- (Simon):
It was an eventful day!

- Nice catch!

(Chuckling)

- He was a little shit.

(Chuckling)

- Are you going to
the Christmas party?

- Uh, I don't know.
Are you going?

- Yeah!

No. No.

No, I'm just gonna
stick around,

go grab some takeout
and watch a movie.

You can stay if
you want to.

- Hmm! What you watching?

- Les Amours Imaginaires.

It's a Quebecois film.

I've seen it,
like, 100 times.

- Well, that's
an endorsement.

- It's a beautiful film.

- Well, if you're staying,

do you mind if I just mess
around in the warehouse?

- No, sure!

- Great!

- OK, well, have fun!

I'll be back,
but I'm locking you in.

Hmm? So don't set off
the alarm, please.

My eyes are watching.

No funny business!

(Chuckling)

(Approaching footsteps)

- Hi! I'm so sorry
to bother you.

I'm Nicole. I live
just down the hall.

I'm supposed to be at work, and
my ex has totally bailed on me.

So I was just wondering,
if I give you my baby monitor,

could you keep an ear
out for some son, Cody?

He should be out cold.

- I don't know!

- I'm gonna be home
before midnight,

and really, you don't
have to do anything.

Just go to bed, and he sleeps
through the whole night.

It's just if
anything happens,

the key's under the mat.

It's Apartment 11.

- OK, then.

- Oh my God!
Thank you so much!

You rock!

(Whispering):
Oh my God!

(Static and feedback)

- That'll wake him!

Oh! Oh!

(Static stops)

(Sighing)

(* Electronic dance )

- Can you turn it down
for a minute? Thanks!

(Music stops)

- (Man): Aw, man!
Turn it back on!

(Exhaling sharply)

- Ladies and gentlemen,

on behalf of your store manager,
James Ascher,

myself, assistant store
manager, Radley Weil,

and the rest of
your administration,

Happy holidays, everybody.

(Employees applauding)

Um, a few rules for
tonight, all right?

One is that we have
a zero-tolerance policy

about uploading pictures from
our store and its functions.

(Employees groaning)

All right? That's
just cause to be fired,

so, uh,
don't even go there.

Uh, take as many tasteless
pictures as you want.

Just keep them
to yourselves, OK?

- (Woman):
Turn the music back on!

- Also, we have--

- OK, send them a memo
at the store, all right?

Don't kill the
buzz at the party.

- Gotcha. Gotcha.

Well, ladies and gentlemen,
your manager, James Ascher,

would like to wish you
a Merry Christmas,

so give it up
for James Ascher.

- Thank you!

Well, Merry
Christmas, everybody.

You'll see that Santa has
gifts for all of you.

(Employees exclaiming)

And I'd just like to thank you
so much for all your hard work.

You make me look
really good.

- (Woman): Aw!

- Thank you.
Enjoy your party!

(Chuckling)

- Whoo!

Did you actually
buy gifts for everybody?

(* Partyology by The Arka Teks
on stereo *)

- Why don't you go sit on
Santa's lap and find out?

- ** This is how we do *

* This is how we do *

* We've got degrees
in partyology *

* We all got... **

- Aw, come on!

- Here you are, Kate!

When are you gonna
come to the front door?

- How much do
I owe you again?

- $24.50.

- Keep the change.

- Oh, fine!

Next time you come to the front
door! Our restaurant beautiful!

- Thanks, Mei!

(* Alive Again by Champion
on stereo *)

- ** You're driving me *

* Alive again *

* You're driving me *

* Alive again *

* No harm to me *

* In all your hands *

* No lines to cross *

(Exhaling sharply)

* No lines to gain *

(Grunting)

* You set me free *

* And we let it be *

(Exhaling sharply)

* No harm to me *

(Grunting)

* You're in, you'll see *

* You're driving me *

* Alive again *

* You're driving me *

* Alive again *

* We all exceed
We all pretend *

* Then again *

* We die in peace *

(Grunting)

* No worries at least, yeah *

* Release, release me *

(Clattering)

* You drive me all wrong *

* You're driving me *

(Security system beeping)

* Alive again *

(Beeping stops)

* You're driving me *

* Alive again *

* Alive again... *

- (Simon): Kate!

(Simon grunting)

- Oh my God!

Right here!

Just wait!

I'll get that
thing!

OK! OK, you can
jump down!

(Both panting)

* You're driving me *

* Alive again... *

Are you OK?

No, I'm not kidding.
Are you OK?

(Laughing)

That's not fun--

(Sighing)

- I'm sorry.

- OK, you don't do that again.

- I didn't do it
on purpose.

(Panting)

(Simon laughing)

* Alive again *

- You s--

You scared me
the shit out of me.

* Alive again **

(* Never Wrong by Miles Jones
on stereo *)

- (Woman): Do you guys
want anything?

- ** I just gotta *

* And it goes on and on *

* Pop another bottle
and the champagne's gone *

* Turn up the song *

* You don't know what we on *

* And it goes on and on *

* Pop another bottle
and the champagne's gone *

* We can never be wrong *

* You don't know what we on **

- (Woman): Hi!

(* Miles Jones rapping
on stereo, indistinct *)

- Merry Christmas,
Mr. Ascher!

- James!

- I never got a chance to
thank you for that day

where you were so
awesome with my ex.

- No problem!

- Can I get
you a drink?

- Um, no, thank you.
I've reached my quota.

I wouldn't want to be inebriated
in front of the staff.

- Well, you can
sneak a shooter.

- Hey, uh, you could
get me one.

I mean, having the staff
see me loaded makes me look

like I'm on
their level, you know?

(Chuckling)

- We're not on
the same level?

Cheers!

- Thanks!

Whoo! That was strong!

Thank you.

- No problem.

- Hey, don't go anywhere.

I--I--I'll be back
in a few minutes.

I, um, I gotta go request
a song from the DJ.

We're friends.

All right?
Don't go anywhere.

- (Chuckling):
Oh my God!

OK, I know you already saved me
from my mistake of an ex,

but if you could tell me
how to get away from Mr. Weil

before he gets back here,
I would be very, very grateful.

(Chuckling)

(Knocking)

- Hi!

- Hi!

- OK, uh, so I just
want to be upfront.

I'm--I'm married,

so I don't want my wife finding
out about this or anything.

- Yeah, it's OK.

- Oh! Whoa!
Holy shit!

Uh, sorry, I haven't
been laid in a long time.

(Sighing)

- Oh!

- She works
at the store,

so we can't really
talk there or anything.

- Do I know her?

Is she--
Do I know her?

Where does she work?

- Security. She works watching
the security cameras.

- It's a good thing
we're not at the store, then.

- Yeah.

Oh, fuck it!

(Moaning)

(Computer beeping)

(Speaking French)

- (Simon):
So fancy!

You've got your
own private theatre in here.

- (Kate): I like it
in here at night.

I can wander all over
like a normal person.

Help yourself!

- The only thing
not normal about you

is your love for something
that looks like squid.

- That's really good.

- Sure it is.

(* Know My Name
by Kandle *)

** Didn't know it was done *

* Got the hint
as I watched him run *

* You should've saved me some *

* Got a head start
Now go *

* Catch him easy
'cause he's too slow *

* Say I told you so **

(Woman speaking French on TV)

- What?

(Laughing)

- You know, you can
touch people, right?

- No, I can't.

- You can.

- No.

- Mm-hmm.

You touch everything
else, right?

- Yes.

- Right. So it's not that
you can't touch anything,

it's that it can't
touch you back.

- No.
- No?

- No, I don't
think so.

No, it's not the
same thing at all.

- How is it not the same?

- I don't know. I just--

I don't react the
same way. That's it.

- Hmm! Wait.

Try this.

I'm gonna put
my hand right here.

OK?

- You want me to
poke your hand?

- I'm not gonna move it.
You just go on.

I won't even look,
right? You go ahead.

- You're pissing me off.
I'm not gonna do that.

- Come on, do it!

- No! I can't!

- What's wrong with you?

(Chuckling)

No, I'm just kidding!

- I can't do it!

- We'll jack you
up on meds after.

I've got a bag
full of meds, right?

Just do it!

Come on.

- Just poke it?

- Quick as you can.

(Sighing)

- OK.

(Clearing throat)

(Chuckling)

Why are you laughing?

- I'm not. Sorry!

(Sighing)

See?

Do I need
to get my meds?

- No.

(Clearing throat)

- There you have it.

There you have it.

(Sighing)

(Chuckling)

(Sighing)

- You know who needs
to get laid? Rhonda.

- Why would you
even say that?

(Laughing)

God! I'm gonna bleach
that out of my mind!

God, you think any
of the staff notice

that I'm not
at the party yet?

- Trust me. They're having
way more fun without you.

- (Man on stereo):
** So delicious *

* You're so delicious *

- (Woman):
* Give it to me **

- How did you
lose your arm?

- Uh, on the job.

There was a fire in this
mechanic's garage,

and there was tools
and metal and everything,

and it just blew up,

and cut my arm clean off.

- Well, that's crazy.

- Yeah! You know,
what's even crazier

is that when I woke up
after the surgery,

they, uh, they had to tell me
that my arm was missing.

I could still
feel both hands.

They had to tell me
which one was gone.

- When was that?

- Uh, 6 months,
6 months ago.

- That just happened!

- Yeah! Quick healer.

I'll be back to
work in no time

after they run me
through some tests

and make sure
I'm able-bodied,

but I'll be back.

- That's why you're
climbing shelving.

- Exactly.

- But what are you gonna do
if you don't get it back on?

- It's not gonna happen!

- I don't understand.

- You don't
understand what?

- My sister's death was over
a year ago, and I'm...

I'm just still wrecked.

- Hmm! Look, I know you
think you're messed up

or fucked up
or whatever,

but most of the
guys I work with,

they've got
what you've got

in, I don't know,
one way or another, so...

I think the thing that you've
gotta remember is that...

that your, uh, your mind is
just trying to protect you

from--from what
can hurt you.

So if things can't touch you,
they--they can't hurt you.

I don't know.

I think if maybe
you just allow yourself

to feel the feeling
you have

and then just,
I don't know, let it go...

maybe you'd get some of
that control back.

- But I feel in control now.

- You know, we could
try this thing.

Some of these guys
I work with,

they've have seen some
really fucked-up shit.

They have them do this
thing called flooding.

You know, you make a
recording about what happened,

and then you can play it
over and over again

until it doesn't mean
anything to you anymore.

- I don't know if
I want it to mean nothing.

- No, it's not
what I meant.

I just...

You know, it doesn't--it doesn't
carry as much weight.

(Siren wailing in distance)

- Oh shit!

(Keys jingling)

(Sighing)

(Whispering):
Come here!

Oh! Oh!

(Cooing)

Hey!

- (Girl): Mommy!

- Hey!

Hey, what are
you doing here?

- I wanna go home!

- Um, we're gonna
call your mommy, OK?

No, you stay there, OK?
Wait for me just a second.

Right, um...

(Whispering):
There you go.

OK. No!

(Chuckling)

No, you--you don't
touch me, OK?

OK, you come with me.

We're gonna call mommy
on the phone, OK? Come!

OK!

Come!

- (Officer): Yeah, this happens
every once in a while.

(Man on police
radio, indistinct)

- Listen, thanks
for your help. Yeah.

- I'll get
the door.

- OK, have a
Merry Christmas!

- Happy holidays.

- Bye-bye!

- Take care.

(Exhaling loudly)

- It's a good thing
that you checked!

Can you imagine being 3 years
old and lost in the dark?

- Thanks for coming back.

- Hey!

You helped
that kid!

(Sighing)

- Hey!

- If you get that job,
I'm going to Toronto.

(Door closing)

(Sighing)

(Grunting)

- (Whispering):
Oh shit!

(Grunting)

(Telephone ringing)

(Panting)

(Ringing continues)

(Grunting)

(Answering machine beeping)

- Simon, it's Janice from
Dr. Dawson's office calling.

We had a cancellation,

and I know you wanna come in
as soon as possible.

It looks like we're going to
have an opening for you

right after the holidays
on January 2 at 10:15.

Please give me a call
to confirm. Happy holidays.

(* Deck the Halls on PA *)

(Music stops)

(Door opening)

- Ah, here he is!

- Hey!

- You did it!

Christmas season
is officially over.

(Sighing)

- I'm exhausted!

- A brutal few weeks?

- Yeah. I can't help feeling
like I forgot something.

- You sent in
the payroll?

- Two days ago.

- Then it's probably hunger.

There's a tourtière
in the oven.

It's nearly ready.

(Oven beeping)

Hey, just wait!

I have a present for you.

- What is it?

- No moving.

Put your
left hand out.

- Nice present.

- You can't touch me.

Only I can touch you.

- You should be
proud of yourself.

- I've been practising.

- I realized what I forgot.

I--I gotta go back to the store.
I'll just be an hour.

- You're going back?

- Yeah, I'll be quick.
I'm sorry.

- What are
you gonna do,

call corporate so they think
you never leave?

- Hey, that's actually
a good idea!

Uh, save me some food.

- OK.

(Sighing)

- (Whispering): "And Santa Mouse
said: 'Let's be friends.'

"And that is how
the story ends,

"as Montague held
in his paws

"the proof that there
is a Santa Claus.

"Santa is a friend
who's true,

"and I believe in
him, don't you?"

- Where you going?

- Get some smokes.

- Oh, get me a pack.

- Give me the money
first, and I will.

- Make it my Christmas present.

- I wouldn't spend that
much money on you.

- Here, get him
some smokes!

Get me a scratch ticket,
something with purple on it.

- OK, I'll be
back in a bit.

- Hey, don't let Santa's
reindeer shit on you

on your way.

- I'm getting
you menthol!

(Grunting)

- (Male sports announcer:
...hits the corner!

In front, all alone!

He shoots, he scores!

(Chuckling)

(Crowd cheering on TV)

(Sighing)

(Sighing)

- (Whispering):
I'm such a fucking idiot!

(Engine starting)

(Screaming)

Oh, you fucker!

- Surprise!

- If you're looking
for a quickie,

it's gonna cost you
double on Christmas Eve.

- Even if I got a
present for your kid?

- No, then you would
get it for free!

Did you really?

- Yeah, it's in
the store. Come on!

OK! Let's get the present
and go to a hotel.

(Gasping)

- Wait, Nic! No, no!

- What? What?
Chase me!

(Nicole laughing)

(Security system beeping)

Come on, pussy!

(Sighing)

- Nicole!

Nicole!

Nicole!

- Oh, this is great!

- Nicole, come on!
Where are you?

We gotta go.

- You're really horrible
at this game.

- Nicole, come on.
We gotta go.

Quit messing around.

(Giggling)

You're a bad girl!

- What are you gonna do
to me if I wore this home?

- In 10 seconds,
you won't be wearing it,

so you'll never
find out.

(Nicole giggling)

- (Speaking French):

(On recording): Trois petits
chats, trois petits chats.

(Sighing)

(Man on TV, indistinct)

- How old do
you think I am?

- 28? 27.

- Good guess!

- So you're 27?

- No!

- I mean, I could just look it
up in the employee records.

- Don't!

- What do you care,
anyway? You're beautiful.

- Really?

(* Guns Blazing
by Cobra Ramone *)

- Don't move.

** I've got you grounded *

* Like a bridge
without a cable *

* I've got you fighting
over me like Cain and Abel... *

(* Lyrics indistinct )

* If you want me,
get in line *

* 'Cause I will never
be your girl *

* I will never be your girl *

* My fuse is short
like a firecracker *

* That you would light... *

* My brakes are loose *

* Like the whores you
bring home every night *

* Boy, you can't handle
all the truth... *

(* Lyrics indistinct )

* If you want me,
get in line *

* 'Cause I will never
be your girl *

* I will never be your girl *

* I will never be your girl *

* My anger's exploding
like a kamikaze airplane *

* My guns are blazing like
a man with no hell to pay *

* And when you realize
that I rule the world *

* If you want me,
get in line *

* 'Cause I will never be your *

* I will never be your girl *

* I will never be your girl **

(* Lyrics indistinct )

(Music stops)

(Sighing)

(* Humming )

- What do you think?

- It's pretty cute.

Come on,
I gotta get home.

(Sighing)

- If you get that job,

I think that you should
take me with you to Toronto.

I'd go with you
in a heartbeat.

Screw your wife!

- Come on!

I couldn't even
imagine what she'd do

if she found
out about us.

- What, you think
she'd kick you out?

- Uh, who knows?

She has Post-Traumatic
Stress Disorder.

I mean, I don't even know
what's gonna set it off.

I'm always tip-toeing
around the house,

even with the
smallest things.

- How did she
get that?

- Her sister
killed herself.

- Ooh!

- Yeah, her husband was
cheating with another woman,

got her pregnant

after they'd been trying
to have kids for years,

and then he left her.

(Sighing)

- Well, I mean,
it happens, you know?

- Yeah.

Kate watched her die.

She jumped from
a 7th-floor balcony.

(Sighing)

- That sucks!

- (Whispering): Yeah.

- But it's not
your fault.

(Sighing)

- ** Rhonda, why don't
you start us off today? *

- Of course.
Yes, of course.

* 1873, that's when
Fairfax came to be *

- (All): * We love our work
The days are fun *

* Because Fairfax
makes us number one *

* We have store pride
to the max *

* We're proud to work
at Fairfax **

(All cheering)

- (Radley): All right, Rhonda!
That was awesome!

- (Rhonda): Nicole.

- (Woman):
Happy New Year!

- Adjust your
attitude, girl.

I've been here more
than 20 years.

- Hey, man, um,
there's a call for you.

- Are you serious?

- Not everybody who works
here thinks it's beneath them.

- (Chuckling): OK!

(Computer beeping)

- (Kate):
Good morning!

Let's start with a perv
in ladies' wear.

He seems to be lifting
women's panties,

and he has them
down his pants.

Uh, can you make sure
he doesn't make it

to the men's change rooms?

Last time was nasty.

Oh, and please tell recovery
to throw them out?

Thank you.

There are some strange
people in this world!

(Sighing)

Hey!

- I got it! I'm the
new regional manager!

- Holy shit!

- Yeah! Yeah!

I mean, I had my doubts,
but Radley was right.

- Well, he would
love to hear that.

- And he's not going to.

(Laughing)

- Well, I guess I have
to start packing, then.

- Well, there's some training,
and hoops to jump through,

so need to panic quite yet.

- OK, panic on hold.

You should go
call your mother.

- I'll call her.

- I'm proud of you!

- (James):
Whoo-hoo!

- (Whispering):
Oh shit!

(Sighing)

(* Kate humming )

- How much pain
is it giving you?

- Not too bad.
The meds work well.

- I'll write you another
prescription, then.

- Great.

- You're feeling
healthy otherwise?

- Yeah, tip-top.

- Do you need to see the
occupational therapist?

How is the
arm fitting?

- It's fine.
It's comfortable.

- It'll start
to get a little loose

once the rest of
the swelling goes down.

- OK.

- Your blood pressure
is excellent.

- Great.

- You've healed
extraordinarily well.

I'm gonna say
you're good to go.

- Fantastic!

- Janice will have
copies of your physical

in the mail
in a few days.

- Great! I'll let my chief know
I'm ready to get back to work.

- Let me help you there.

- You need to tell our
friend Rhonda to back off.

She was totally
rude to me today.

- I don't think
I'll do that.

- OK, thanks!

- You know, when your ex came
through the checkout line

with his little
trophy teenager,

I thought you handled
yourself really well,

but today you disrespected
half of my staff,

and I can see you stole the
shirt you modeled for me.

- As a souvenir!

- This store's like my home.

I spend most
of my life here.

I think a lot of it and
the people who work for me.

It just bothers me that
you can be so insulting.

- Oh, come on! That cheer
is so fucking corny!

- You know, maybe if
you changed your attitude,

your life wouldn't
be so hard.

- Thanks, Rhonda.

I don't think some
"sis boom bah" cheer

at the start
of my workday

is gonna improve
the reality of my life.

Oh, and I heard you got
the job in Toronto.

So I guess you can
afford to be in my face

'cause things are
going well for you?

Let's see how long that lasts
when your wife trips out.

- Can I get you
some tea or water?

- No, thank you. I'm fine.

- You must be so thrilled
this day is finally here.

- I sure am!
Yeah, yeah.

- Now, they've sent me some
forms for you to fill out.

- OK.

- And we'll get
to that afterwards,

but you need
to know up front

that although they
will know my evaluation

of your emotional stability,

they will not know of
anything that is discussed here.

- Great!

Well, I'm an open book,
so you just go right ahead.

- All right, then.

- Nicole, you can
go on break now.

- Thanks.

(* Muzak on PA )

- Hi there!

Are you shopping
for your daughter?

- No!

You're new?

- It's my 2nd day.

This here is the
junior section

and women's wear
is over there.

Those sizes might
fit you better.

You know how we've got hips
that the kids don't have.

And there might be
some good sales.

We had a flood
last month.

- Yeah, no, thanks.

I'm not really into
floral prints, so...

(Scoffing)

Fucking cow!

- Simon, most times after
a trauma like you've sustained,

patients experience
episodes of rage.

How have you coped with your
anger towards your injury?

- I wouldn't say so much anger
as just frustrated, you know?

I can't really do a lot of the
things I used to be able to do,

so that's a
bit frustrating.

(Sighing)

- Hi, Kate!

- So, beyond the physical,

what about your
connections with others?

How are your friends?
How are they coping?

- They've been good,
you know? Supportive.

Some of the guys came by the
hospital after it happened,

and, yeah, I'd say they've
been really supportive.

- And after?

- Well, I haven't really seen
them that much afterwards,

but that's my
own choice, so...

- So you don't
want to see them?

- No, I wouldn't say that.

It's just, you know,
I'm getting well.

I don't want them
to see me struggling.

- Hey!

- Employees are
not allowed in here.

- You're Kate, right?
- Mm-hmm!

- You're James' wife?

- Yeah, James' office
is down the hall.

- Good to know!

Look, um...

Oh, right! Sorry, you need
a lot of space, don't you?

- Do you have
a girlfriend, Simon?

- (Chuckling): Why?
Are you asking me out?

- Have you been intimate
since the accident?

(Sighing)

- Um, no!
No, I haven't.

(Sniffling)

- Would it make you
feel uncomfortable

to have a partner see you
in an intimate setting?

- Naked?

Uh, probably! Yeah.

- Look, I'm just not
the kind of person

who usually sticks her nose
in these sort of things,

but when I see
somebody hurting,

I just need to
step in, you know.

- (Chuckling): Oh,
but I'm fine. Thank you!

- (Scoffing):
Oh, I know you are!

I'm talking
about James, OK,

and the fact that you
are ruining his life.

- How do you think
your body looks now?

- Look, I don't
want to be a jerk,

but, um, how does this apply
to me getting my job back?

- It's relevant to your
mental health, Simon,

not to your job.

- I just don't know if
you'd ask a 400-pound woman

these sorts of questions

if she was looking for
a job at the grocery store.

- No, absolutely not!

But as a rule,

firefighters are very
body conscious, aren't they?

- Some are. Yeah!

- James has worked really hard
to become regional manager,

and you're gonna
fuck it up for him!

- OK, no, uh...
Who are you?

- Oh, it's because of
your little hissy fits!

You know, you have him
right under your thumb,

so he can't move a muscle,

because he's so afraid
that you're gonna off yourself

like your sister.

- Excuse me?

You know, you can be fired

for illegally accessing
personal records.

(Laughing)

- Oh my God! It was
James who told me.

(Panting)

We're fucking!

- Look, if I need
to get laid

in order for me to
get my job back...

- (Laughing):
No, no, no!

- 'Cause I will!
I'm happy to do it.

- (Laughing):
No, no!

- Oh, what's the
matter, honey?

You gonna off
yourself now

because your man's
been slipping it to me?

Because you know what,

it might help out
our situation if you did!

Yeah, you know,
it's really interesting

that your sister's husband had
to go and fuck somebody else,

because I guess
both you people--

- That's actually it
for my questions today.

I think I can make an assessment
based on our time here.

- So you'll be
recommending me, then?

Right, you're not
allowed to say.

I am getting my job
back, though, so...

(Air whooshing)

(Breathing heavily)

(Air whooshing)

- (Woman on PA):
Paging Dr. Mackenzie.

Dr. Mackenzie,
call switchboard.

(Sighing)

- She's been the
same way all night.

She hasn't said
a thing to me.

- There's nothing I could
see that would set her off.

I mean, nothing!

- I--I mean, it must've
been the new job!

She seemed
to be coping.

- No, I know!

(Sighing)

- Now, I gotta
go to training.

I gotta cancel.

- No, no, no!
You should still go.

Look, if she's gonna be here,
she'll be well looked after.

And I can
check in on her.

- All right, I'll
think about it.

- Yeah!
- Thanks!

(Toilet flushing)

(Children's cartoon
on TV in distance)

- (Woman on PA): ...you have
a visitor in the main lobby.

- Thanks!

(Sighing)

Look at the
state of you!

(Sighing)

I came by to tell
you I passed my test.

It turns out
I'm not crazy.

(Scoffing)

You were supposed
to come by today

and watch me
do my physical.

Cheer me on. Remember?

Kate?

- Well, let's say I understand
my sister's point of view now.

- You just gave up,
didn't you?

(Crying)

He deserves to have
his balls lopped off.

(Whimpering)

You know that, right?

Look at me.

Please!

(Sighing)

What happened
to your sister...

was an awful thing.

No, it was a
fucked up thing!

But you don't have to do
the same thing to yourself.

Because, Kate, that guilt,
it's killing you!

(Sniffling)

- What am I supposed
to do, Simon? Hmm?

Get back on the
horse like you did?

What's my goal, exactly?

Be better in bed?
Get knocked up?

- (Nurse in distance):
Sounds great!

I'll see you next weekend!

You OK, honey?

- Yes!

- Here.

All right.

I'll be back to weigh
you in 20 minutes,

then you can have your lunch
later in the common room.

We don't bring
it in here.

- Hmm...

(Sighing)

- Xanax?

- No. Ativan.

- Nice.

Can I say something
without you getting upset?

(Sniffling)

I think you need to
leave your husband,

and you need to
start your own--

(Sighing)

Right...

My test is at 1:30
at the South Hall

if you wanna get
your ass out of bed.

(Exhaling loudly)

- Hey!

- Hey! Hey, um, do you
wanna come over tonight?

I, just... I wanna
talk to you about stuff.

- No, um...

- Oh, OK!

- No, you can come
out to my house.

I'll call you later.

- OK!
- Bye!

(Sighing)

- Ready?

- Yeah. Let's go.

(Panting)

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

(Grunting, panting)

(Grunting)

- (Man in distance):
Simon, you did good!

(Chuckling)

- (James): Hi!

- Hi!

(Chuckling,
exhaling loudly)

- I gotta go to Toronto
for a few days.

You wanna come with me?

- (Laughing):
Really?

- Yeah, of course!

I mean, I'm going
alone and...

You think you can get
somebody to look after Cody?

- Yeah, yeah!
Totally! Yeah!

- Great!

(Laughing)

- You think you'll
ever have kids?

I mean, do
you want kids?

- Yeah! Of course!
I think kids are great.

All the best
executives have kids.

- I have a message for
you from your husband.

- Oh, you can
throw it out.

- It says he's going away.

- Where?

- I'll leave it here.

- Chief!

- Good to
see you, son!

- How are you, sir? Kev?

- Hey, man!
Good to see you!

- Take a seat.
- Yeah, it was great!

- I've just reviewed
your training tape.

- And?

- And it's nothing
short of amazing.

- (Laughing):
Right? Right? Great!

Yeah, I've been working
real hard to get back here.

It's been my
main goal, so...

- Glad to hear it.

- Yeah!

- Well, let's get down to
brass tacks, shall we?

- Right!
- Kevin!

- The force wants
to give you a new title,

a bigger payday
and better hours.

- (Laughing): Wow!

Well, you know, I don't
need to be coddled.

(Chuckling): The boys
will have a field day.

I don't mind the shit pay
and the late hours.

(All laughing)

(Panting)

- We want you in
Investigations.

It's a step up,

a promotion fitting someone
who's setting an example.

We'd send you for
training right away.

- I appreciate
the gesture,

but I wanna be fighting
fires like I was before.

If you want me
to set an example,

that'd be
the way to go.

- But it's a promotion.
It's better pay, better hours.

- Kev...

- Trust me, Simon, your
union's gone to bat for you,

but the force feels
that under duress

you might not be able
to fulfill your duties.

- Really?

- The well-being of the force
has to be considered.

- This is not a promotion.
This is pity!

- No! No!

- I've done everything,

everything you've
asked me to do.

I just passed every
fucking test you gave,

so what do you
want me to do?

What else am
I supposed to do?

- Simon?
- What?

- Could you put the
mask on, please?

- Why?

- 'Cause I'm asking you to.

- Fuck, this is stupid!

- Here...

- For fuck's sake!

I need more practice!

It's like a glitch, like
a kinked hose or something.

- A kink in a hose
can cost lives, Simon.

- Look, you're getting
insurance payout, a new job.

- I don't care about that!

I've done everything you've
asked me to do. Everything!

And the only 2 people holding
me back are you 2 assholes!

- Hey!
- What?

This fucking dickhead can
have a job, but I can't?

- You're being
given a job!

- No! I fucking earned one.

- We're hearing
you, Simon.

Now, will you
please sit down,

so that we can discuss
this in a civilized manner?

- Chief...

fuck you for leading me on.

- Well, that was
fucking brilliant! Jesus!

(Birds squawking, cars passing)

(Cell phone buzzing)

(Barcode scanner beeping)

(* Muzak on PA )

(Panting)

(* Muzak becomes distorted )

(Panting)

(* Muzak returns to normal )

- Jesus!

- Sorry!

- Oh shit! It's too
small this way!

(Talking indistinctly)

- Whoa! Look
at that! Dude!

Dude, stop!
Look at that guy!

You think he's
gonna jump?

- $5 he pussies out!

- (Chuckling): Would he splat
apart when he hits the water?

That'd be awesome!

- Jump!
Jump, fucker!

- (Both): Jump!

(Audio squealing)

- (Joe on walkie-talkie):
Kate? Kate, are you there? Kate!

(Sighing)

Kate?

(Walkie-talkie beeping)

- Yes, I'm here.

- Donna said she saw you.

Are you OK? Look,
I'm coming right up.

(Sighing)

- No! No, you can't come up. No,
I'm fine! I'm gonna be fine, OK?

- I'm going to the pharmacy

to get us some
of that calming tea.

I'll be up in 5 minutes,
and we'll have a good chat, OK?

- OK.

- Yeah, asshole!
Jump! Jump!

- Fucking jump!

- Jump, fucker! Jump!

(Mouse clicking,
audio squealing)

(Panting, whimpering)

...you could do
in your life! Jump!

- Come on, jerk!
Everybody--

Come on!
- Shit!

- (Both):
Oh shit!

- It's the security guard!

(Keyboard clicking)

- Yes, I know.
I understand.

No, I don't know.
Yes, of course! Absolutely!

- I'm just gonna
get some tea.

(Men and women
laughing in distance)

Holy shit!

(Men and women laughing)

- Hey, Mr. Ascher!
- Hey!

- I didn't know you gave
such personal service

to your employees!

(Laughing)

(Inaudible)

- Jesus!
Oh no!

Why are they not--
Why are they not turning off?

- They're locked!

- Where--where
are they locked?

- The keys are in
the security office.

- (Man on PA):
Attention, Fairfax Associates,

it's time for the
safety check of your area.

- Sorry, I'll just
be one second.

What's going on?

- Oh, well, look at you
with your clothes on!

- What's your problem?

(Men and women exclaiming)

(Nicole gasping)

Oh my God!
Oh my God! Oh!

What-- Well, turn it off!

Where's the--
Where's the--

- I can't reach the off button.

- What-- Jeez!

- You're disgusting!
You look like a porn star.

(Men laughing)

Hey! Get!
Get! Go on!

Get!

- (Nicole on video):
Yes!

(Nicole and James
moaning on video)

- Open the door!
Open the door!

- The key's broken off!

- Open the fucking door!
- The key's broken off!

- What's wrong with it?

God-fucking-dammit!
Open the door!

- Fellas, what's going on?

- Fucking Radley,
get out of here!

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

(* Know My Name by Kandle *)

** Didn't know it was done *

* Got the hint
as I watched him run *

* You should've saved me some

* Got a head start, now go

* Catch him easy
'cause he's too slow *

* Say I told you say so

* Digging up in the yard

* Pushed him down while
he's caught off guard *

* This shouldn't be so hard

* Now, it's time to learn

* Tie him up
as I watched him squirm *

* I had to be so firm

* Now beg, oh, please

* He's getting
down on his knees *

* But you don't
even know my name *

* Beg, oh, please

* He's getting
down on his knees *

* But you don't
even know my name *

* Walking down by your grave

* Scream for your mother
Won't you behave *

* You knew I'd never cave

* And I didn't
know it was done *

* Got the hint
as I watched him run *

* You should've saved me some

* Now beg, oh, please

* He's getting
down on his knees *

* But you don't
even know my name... *

(Cash register beeping)

- Your restaurant
is beautiful!

- I told you!

(Door opening and bell chiming)

* I thought that
I told you not to lie *

* I thought that
I told you... *

- Hey!
- Sorry, I'm late!

- Oh, that's fine! Um...

(Exhaling loudly)

- So, that's the soup!

- Thank you! Lovely!

- Yup!

- Well, cheers,
big ears!

- Oh! Cheers!

(Both laughing)

Well, let's see with
you with this one, then.

- Mm-hmm!

* I thought that
I told you not to lie *

* I thought that
I told you not to cry *

* I thought that
I told you goodbye **

Closed Captions: Vision Globale