All language subtitles for Stuck.Between.Stations.2011.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG2_English

DON'T GO,

NOT YET.

I MEAN, I GOTTA GO
TOMORROW

OR, LIKE, TODAY.

BUT I JUST KEEP THINKING,
"WHAT IF THIS IS IT?

WHAT IF THIS IS
ALL WE GET?"

[ tower bells ringing ]

♪ LET'S DO THIS RIGHT

♪ A MOMENT OF PEACE

♪ MAKES WAY
THROUGH THE WIND ♪

♪ LANDS
AT YOUR FEET ♪

♪ I'LL DO RIGHT

♪ THIS WORLD WILL SEE

♪ HOW LONG I MUST WAIT?

♪ IT'S A FATE TO FIND

♪ YOU BESIDE ME

♪ BE PROUD AND FLEE

♪ DON'T YOU WANT TO STAY?

♪ I'LL THINK TWICE

♪ DON'T YOU WANT TO STAY?

♪ IF ONCE
AIN'T ENOUGH ♪

♪ SO MUCH LIKE YOU

♪ TRY MOVING FAST

♪ WE WON'T GIVE UP

♪ GONE AWAY

♪ BE THAT AS IT MAY

♪ 'CAUSE, OH, I FEAR YOU

♪ MY DARKNESS

♪ OH, I FEAR YOU

- ♪ MY DARKNESS...
- [ cell phone ringing ]

[ male voice]
You have one unheard message.

Woman: Hi, Rebecca.
This is Sheila Vronovsky,

head of the Department
of Comparative Literature.

Well, you know
who I am.

So anyway,
I'd like to speak to you
as soon as possible.

I understand
that you have enjoyed

being Professor Turner's
teaching assistant.

And I've spoken to members
of the Europe committee

who are quite enthusiastic
about your promising work,

but some information
has come to light

that I think we need
to address.

So, in short,
I think you and I

should reconsider
your plans for your
dissertation

and, well...
[ chuckles ]

frankly your future
in the department,

considering that you can't
seem to control yourself

around someone else's
husband.

Again, please call me
as soon as possible.

[ birds chirping ]

[ distant children playing ]

[ can lid pops ]

[ distant dog barking ]

[ breathes deeply ]

[ burps ]

[ jet passes overhead ]

[ phone line ringing ]

[ panting ]

Man:
You have reached the offices
of Professor David Turner.

Please leave a message
after the tone.

- [ answering machine beeps ]
- Becky: HI, DAVID.

FUCK!

Becky:
IT'S ME.

I JUST GOT A REALLY
DISTURBING PHONE CALL
FROM YOUR WIFE,

AND I CAN'T FIND

MY BACKUP DISK

OR MY KEY
TO YOUR OFFICE,

WHICH IS WHERE
MY COMPUTER IS.

I NEED YOU
TO CALL ME BACK

RIGHT NOW.

[ light switch clicks ]

[ car horn honks ]

- Woman: WAIT, THE OTHER GUY?
- Man: NO, NO, NO,
THE FIRST GUY.

AND THEN BRENT WAS LIKE,
"WHATEVER, I'LL FIGHT
EITHER ONE OF YOU."

BUT THEN THEY WERE LIKE,
"WHAT ABOUT BOTH?"

BRENT WAS LIKE,
"WHATEVER."

AND THEN HE LIKE--
HE DROPPED HIS BEER BOTTLE
AND HE WAS LIKE-- BANG!

DOUBLE-PUNCHED THEM,
HIT THEM BOTH IN THE FACE.

- Woman: DUDE, NO WAY.
- Man: YEAH. YEAH, TOTALLY.

DO YOU REMEMBER THAT,
BECKY?

REMEMBER WHEN BRENT
BEAT UP THOSE TWO GUYS
AT THE STATE FAIR?

ASS-KICK ON A STICK.

[ muffled rock music
playing ]

BRENT, I SWEAR,
FUCKING PUT ME DOWN.

A DIFFERENT TACTIC.

HONESTLY, PUT ME
THE FUCK DOWN.

PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN,
BRENT.

YOU KNOW WHAT?
I'M SICK OF IT.

HEY. HEY.

HEY, WHAT'S UP?

YOU WANT TO TRY
PICKING MEUP?

WHAT'S HE SAYING
TO ME?

- [ men grunting, punching ]
- Becky: WHAT THE FUCK?

Becky:
HEY, BRENT, STOP.

[ glass shattering ]

HEY.

HEY, WHAT'S UP?

IT'S CASPER.
AM I WAKING YOU UP?

YEAH.
NO, I'M HERE.

I AM IN MINNEAPOLIS

FOR THE FUNERAL.

NO.

THANKS.

YEAH, THANKS, MAN.

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO,
RIGHT?

[ both yell ]

[ cell phone rings ]

WHAT ARE YOU
WATCHING?

OH, YEAH?
WHICH ONE?

NO, I DON'T LIKE THAT
TIME TRAVEL SHIT.

NO, I LIKE THOSE ONES
WHERE THERE'S, LIKE,
SOMETHING TO DO

OR, LIKE, THEY HAVE TO
FIGURE SOME SHIT OUT,

LIKE DATA
OR SOMETHING

OR LIKE THE ONES
WHERE WORF GETS
ALL GANGSTER.

HEY, GUESS WHO
I RAN INTO TONIGHT.

NO, BECKY FINE.

YEAH, WITH
THE BUCKSKIN JACKET
WITH THE FRINGE.

BUT IT'S LIKE
I COULDN'T EVEN TELL
IF IT WAS HER,

'CAUSE SHE WAS WITH
A COUPLE REAL DIPSHITS.

HEY, LET ME
CALL YOU BACK LATER

OR TOMORROW
OR WHATEVER.

WHAT?

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU COULD
USE SOME HELP.

NO.

NO.
NO, I'M NOT--

I-- I WASN'T OUT HERE
WAITING FOR YOU.

THAT'S NOT
WHAT I MEANT.

I JUST MEANT, "ARE YOU OKAY?"

YEAH, I'M FINE.
WHY?

UH...

OH.

YEAH, I'M OKAY.
I'VE BEEN THROUGH WORSE.

REALLY? KIND OF LOOKED LIKE

YOU GOT YOUR ASS
KICKED IN THERE.

LIKE, YEAH,
I GOT MY ASS KICKED.

AWESOME.
THANKS FOR KEEPING SCORE.

I APPRECIATE IT.

THAT'S NOT
WHAT I WAS DOING.

YOU KNOW WHAT?
I COMPLETELY REGRET

GETTING IN THAT FIGHT
FOR YOU, TOO, OKAY?

PUT THAT IN YOUR BOOK.

WHAT BOOK IS THAT?
WHAT ARE YOU--?

NOTHING. IT'S FROM
"DANCES WITH WOLVES."

KEVIN COSTNER
IS SITTING BY THE FIRE
WITH THAT OTHER GUY

AND HE FARTS AND HE SAYS,
"PUT THAT IN YOUR BOOK."

KEVIN COSTNER FARTS?

NO, THE OTHER GUY FARTS.
KEVIN COSTNER IS WRITING

IN HIS JOURNAL
OR WHATEVER.

I DON'T KNOW.
IT'S A FUNNY LINE.

I SAY IT SOMETIMES.

THAT'S COOL.
I'M GLAD WE CLEARED THAT UP.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU GOT
INTO THAT FIGHT FOR ME?

YOU'RE TRYING TO
IMPRESS ME OR SOMETHING?

NO, IT JUST MADE ME MAD
IS ALL.

I KEPT SEEING THAT ONE GUY
PUT HIS ARM AROUND YOU.

AND I COULD TELL
YOU DIDN'T WANT HIM TO.

AND THEN WHEN YOU
MADE THAT BANG SHOT,
HE, LIKE, PICKED YOU UP

AND YOU WERE SCREAMING
FOR HIM TO PUT YOU DOWN.

SO YOU--
YOU WALKED UP TO HIM
AND SUCKER-PUNCHED HIM.

YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS
A SUCKER PUNCH?

I TOTALLY GAVE HIM A SECOND
TO SEE THAT I WAS GONNA
SWING AT HIM.

PLUS, I DON'T THINK ANY PUNCH
TO THE FACE REALLY COUNTS
AS A SUCKER PUNCH.

FIRST OF ALL, THOSE ARE MY FRIENDS.

AND THAT'S A COMPLETELY
INSANE WAY OF HANDLING IT.

WELL, I DIDN'T
KNOW THAT.

IT IS.
IT'S INSANE.

NO, I DIDN'T KNOW
THEY WERE YOUR FRIENDS.

FUCK.

MAYBE I SHOULD GO BACK IN
AND APOLOGIZE TO THOSE GUYS.

NO, UH-UH.
THAT'S A TERRIBLE IDEA.

WHY?

I MEAN, I DON'T KNOW YOU,
BUT I DON'T THINK
I HAVE TO EXPLAIN

WHY IT'S A REALLY BAD IDEA
TO GO BACK INTO THE BAR

AND TRY TO CLEAR
THE AIR

WITH THE DRUNK IDIOTS
THAT JUST BEAT YOUR ASS

AND ARE NOW PATTING
EACH OTHER ON THE BACK

RETELLING
THE ASS-KICKING.

OKAY, FIRST OF ALL,
YOU DO KNOW ME,

OR I KNOW YOU ANYWAY.

AND SECOND OF ALL,
THAT SHIT BACK THERE--

THAT WAS NOT
AN ASS-KICKING.

THEY JUST GANGED UP
ON ME, THAT'S IT.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
YOU KNOW ME?

YOU'RE BECKY FINE.

YOU GREW UP ON 28th STREET
IN THAT BLUE HOUSE

HALFWAY DOWN FROM 33rd.

[ chuckles ]

YOU ALWAYS WORE
THAT BUCKSKIN JACKET

WITH THE FRINGE,
SMELLED LIKE WEED
AND CIGARETTES.

AND YOU HAD THOSE
FLOWER PATCHES

ON THE BACK
OF YOUR JEANS.

IN THIRD GRADE, YOU BROUGHT
YOUR GERBIL TO SCHOOL

AND IT GOT OUT
AND NOBODY EVER FOUND IT.

WOW, THAT'S...

CORRECT?
YEAH.

I TOLD YOU
I KNOW YOU.

I WAS GONNA SAY
"CREEPY."

NO.

NO, I KNOW YOU.
I'M CASPER PHILLIPS.

WE WENT TO ELEMENTARY
AND HIGH SCHOOL TOGETHER.

AND I WOULD HAVE GONE
TO SANFORD,

EXCEPT MY MOM PUT ME
IN THE MINNEHAHA ACADEMY
FOR JUNIOR HIGH.

WE HAD MISS BEAL FOR
HOMEROOM IN THIRD GRADE.

YEAH.
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.

YEAH, I REMEMBER YOU.

YOU USED TO CRY
ALL THE TIME, DIDN'T YOU?

I MEAN,

MAYBE I CRIED
ONCE OR TWICE.

I DIDN'T KNOW
THAT COUNTED AS A LOT.

NO, I REMEMBER.
YOU USED TO CRY

ALL THE TIME
IN MISS BEAL'S CLASS

AND YOUR MOM WOULD
HAVE TO COME PICK YOU UP
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY.

I DON'T
REMEMBER THAT.

ONCE I LET YOU BORROW
MY ERASER THAT SMELLED
LIKE STRAWBERRY

'CAUSE I WAS TRYING
TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.

AND THE NEXT DAY
I ASKED FOR IT BACK,

AND YOU WERE LIKE,
"NO, I NEED IT."

[ laughs ]
I SAID THAT?

YEAH, AND I WAS SO BUMMED
'CAUSE THAT WAS MY
FAVORITE ERASER.

IT MADE MY WHOLE
PENCIL BOX SMELL GOOD.

BUT I WAS TOO AFRAID
TO ASK FOR IT BACK

'CAUSE I WAS SCARED
YOU'D START CRYING AGAIN.

OKAY, I GOT NO RECOLLECTION
OF THAT WHATSOEVER, BUT...

THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED.

YOU KNOW, I'M SORRY
I HOUSED YOUR ERASER,
BECKY.

- DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.
- [ men chattering ]

BECKY, WHAT THE FUCK?

WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU DOING?

BRENT, JUST CALM DOWN.

YOU FUCKING TRAITOR,
WHAT--?

I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOU'RE OUT HERE TALKING
TO THIS DOUCHEBAG,

SERIOUSLY.
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.
SIT THE FUCK DOWN.

I DIDN'T TELL YOU
YOU COULD STAND UP.

PUT THE FUCKSTICK
BACK ON THE BOX, BITCH.

DID YOU SEE
MY SHIRT, MOTHERFUCKER?
DID YOU SEE WHAT YOU DID?

AWESOME.

- WHAT?
- NO, NO.

IT'S AN AWESOME SHIRT.

OH, MY FUCKING GOD.

THIS FUCKING DOUCHEBAG
WANTS ME TO KICK
HIS ASS AGAIN.

- BRENT.
- YOU KNOW WHAT?
I DON'T THINK YOU SAW THIS.

HUH? DID YOU SEE THIS?
MARINE CORPS, BITCH.

- SEMPER FI.
- ALL RIGHT, SETTLE
THE FUCK DOWN, BRENT.

NO, FUCK THAT.
FUCK THAT.

SAY THAT SHIT AGAIN.
I DARE YOU.

- I DARE YOU TO SAY THAT
SHIT AGAIN TO MY FACE.
- WHAT?

THAT YOUR SHIRT
IS AWESOME?

- IT IS.
IT'S AN AWESOME SHIRT.
- Man: OH.

- BRENT.
- NO, NO, GET OFF ME.
GET OFF ME.

I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU,
FUCKING BITCH.

FUCK THIS DUDE.
WE KICKED HIS ASS
ONCE TONIGHT.

- COME ON,
JUST LET ME AT HIM.
- LET'S GO. LET'S GO.

- OH, YOU'RE LUCKY NOW, BITCH.
- LET'S GO. LET'S GO.

- I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN,
ALL RIGHT?
- LET'S GO.

COME ON, BECKY.
WE'RE GOING TO PAISLEY PARK.

I CAME WITH THEM.

HEY, BECKY, BECKY.

Becky:
I FORGOT SOMETHING.
JUST GO ON AHEAD.

WHAT THE FUCK?

Becky:
WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA DO NOW?

I WAS JUST GONNA PLAY
SOME BUCK HUNTER.

OH, BUCK HUNTER?
SOUNDS SUPER COOL.

WHAT ARE YOU
GONNA DO NOW?

PROBABLY JUST KEEP
PARTYING, RIGHT?

WHY DO YOU HANG OUT
WITH THOSE GUYS?

I DON'T REALLY.

BUT THEY'RE
YOUR FRIENDS.

NO, NOT REALLY.

YOU SAID THEY WERE.

YEAH, BUT THAT WAS
BEFORE I FOUND OUT

WE ACTUALLY KNEW
EACH OTHER.

YOU DO HANG OUT WITH THEM
SOMETIMES, THOUGH?

YEAH, SURE.

IT'S NOT LIKE WE HAVE
FRO YO TOGETHER
OR ANYTHING.

FROZEN YOGURT-- NICE.

THAT'S YOUR DEFINITION
OF REAL FRIENDSHIP?

YEAH, PRETTY MUCH.

Becky:
SO HOW COME
I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU

IN, LIKE, 10 YEARS?

I'M JUST IN TOWN FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS.

MY DAD DIED.

MAN, I'M SO SORRY.

I MEAN, THANKS,
BUT IT'S OKAY.

WAS IT SUDDEN?

YEAH, I GUESS.

WERE YOU GUYS
PRETTY CLOSE?

NOT REALLY.

[ exhales ]

ARE YOU OKAY?

NO.

YOU WANT ME TO GO
CALL AN AMBULANCE?

NO.

I JUST WANT
TO GO TO THE BAR
FOR A LITTLE BIT.

IF YOU WANT TO COME,
THAT'S FINE.

IS THAT SUPPOSED
TO BE SOME SORT OF
BECKY FINE JOKE?

NO.

I MEAN,
IT'S GOOD, OKAY?

I WANT YOU TO COME.

Becky: HEY, CASPER, UM,

WE'RE JUST GONNA BE,
LIKE, FRIENDS TONIGHT.

WE'RE NOT GONNA KISS
OR ANYTHING.

WHO SAYS I EVEN WANT
TO KISS YOU?

[ exhales ]

BECKY FUCKING FINE.

- [ fake gunshots ]
- [ laughs ]

DON'T START.

SINGLE TRIP,
SINGLE TRIP.

[ chuckles ]

- GIVE ME THE GUN.
I'LL SHOW YOU HOW TO DO THIS.
- YOU DO IT.

I JUST WON
THIS GAME.

I JUST KILLED
ALL THOSE DEER.

NO, NO.
NOTHING HAPPENED.

POO POO POO!

THEY'RE GONNA KICK US OUT
IF YOU KEEP DOING THAT.

WOW, YOU'RE GOOD
AT THIS GAME.

I CAME IN THERE YESTERDAY.
I GOT DOUBLE BUCK

ALL THE WAY
THROUGH ELKS.

OH, ELK?
THAT'S COOL.

FUCK.

IT'S ALL RIGHT.

HEY, WHAT'S UP?

HI.

REMEMBER ME?
BECKY FINE,

33rd AVENUE,
JACKET SMELLED LIKE POT,

GERBIL DIED IN A FREAK
ACCIDENT SOMEWHERE IN
A HEATING DUCT?

YEAH, I REMEMBER.

WE'RE BUDDIES.

OH, AND WHAT?

BUDDIES GRUNT AT EACH OTHER
EVERY 15 MINUTES?

I'M JUST TRYING
TO BE FRIENDS.

YOU'RE RIGHT.
I'M SORRY.

I MADE THIS WEIRD.

I'M GONNA GO.

COME ON, LET'S HAVE
ANOTHER DRINK.

IT WAS NICE TO MEET YOU,
CASPER,

OR RE-MEET YOU,
I SHOULD SAY.

WAIT, WAIT, WAIT.
COME ON.

YOU WANT TO GO
TO A PARTY?

I MEAN, I SAID
I WAS GONNA GO PLAY

SOME BUCK HUNTER,
SO...

SO, YOU WERE TRYING
TO IMPRESS ME

WITH YOUR TERRIBLE
SHOOTING?

SERIOUSLY?

THOSE VIDEO GAME GUNS
ARE TOTAL BULLSHIT.

GIVE ME A FUCKING ACOG.
I'LL SHOOT YOUR BUDDY
BRENT'S PUBES OFF

FROM 500 METERS.

WHAT'S AN ACOG?

ADVANCED COMBAT
OPTICAL GUNSIGHT.

WHY DO YOU KNOW SO MUCH
ABOUT GUNS?

'CAUSE I'M
FROM AMERICA.

REAL ATTRACTIVE,
BY THE WAY--

ALL THE GUN TALK.

OH, SEE, IF I'D KNOWN
YOU WANTED ROMANCE,

WE'D BE EATING THE SAME
PIECE OF SPAGHETTI

FROM A FUCKING
GARBAGE CAN LID
RIGHT NOW.

I THINK I'M STARTING
TO FIGURE YOU OUT.

OH, YEAH?

YOU LIKE TO PRETEND
YOU'RE, LIKE,

MR. I-DON'T-GIVE-A-SHIT-
ABOUT-SHIT,

BUT I DON'T REALLY
BUY IT.

'CAUSE I KNOW
IF MY DAD JUST DIED,

I'D PROBABLY BE
PRETTY WRECKED
RIGHT NOW.

PEOPLE DIE.
WHAT DO YOU WANT ME
TO DO ABOUT IT?

COME ON.

NO, IT'S LIKE--

I'M JUST SAYING
IT'S SOMETHING
THAT HAPPENS,

YOU KNOW, IN LIFE
OR WHATEVER.

IT'S LIKE WHAT ARE
ANY OF US SUPPOSED
TO DO ABOUT IT?

WHAT?

I'M IMPRESSED.

WITH WHAT?

YOU JUST WENT FROM
"THE LADY AND THE TRAMP"

TO "EVERYBODY DIES"
IN 30 SECONDS.

[ chuckles ]

YEAH, THAT'S NOT REALLY
FIRST-DATE TALK, IS IT?

HMM, GOOD THING
THIS ISN'T A DATE.

♪ Turn your
AC Slater up, burn ♪

♪ Aloe Vera green,
apple now and later, yep,
pass that sweet ♪

♪ Mike Mictlan,
where the mask at? ♪

♪ Hand over what?
Hand over yours, run that ♪

♪ Man overboard with the same
cracked frown ♪

♪ Dehumanize communities
like Black Hawk Down ♪

♪ They realize
immunities... ♪

TRY NOT TO GET
ALL DRUNK

AND SUCKER-PUNCH ANY
OF MY FRIENDS, OKAY?

I CAN'T MAKE
ANY PROMISES.

♪ For the black gold Texas tea, ha, you're kidding ♪

♪ Ain't been
good oil in Texas
for a minute ♪

♪ That's why we knocked over
our own thrones and watch it
combust... ♪

J. JESSE.

WHAT'S UP, MAN?

HOLY SHIT, YOU SAID
YOU WEREN'T COMING.

WHAT IS UP?

NOTHING, MAN,
NOTHING.

- [ cell phone ringing ]
- Casper: HOW ARE YOU DOING?

Jesse:
I'M DOING GOOD, YOU KNOW.

Casper:
GOOD.

[ phone continues
ringing ]

HI. I'M REBECCA.

HI. I'M JESSE.

- HOW'S IT GOING?
- IT'S GOING GOOD.

HOW DO YOU TWO KNOW
EACH OTHER?

WELL, WE WENT TO
HIGH SCHOOL TOGETHER.

AND ELEMENTARY SCHOOL.

AND ELEMENTARY SCHOOL.

SO YOU WERE ALSO A TOTAL
LOSER I NEVER SPOKE TO?

I MOST CERTAINLY WAS.

- IT'S A GOOD LOOK NOW, THOUGH.
- OH, THANK YOU.

CAN I GET YOU GUYS
SOMETHING TO DRINK?

YEAH, WHAT DO YOU HAVE?

I HAVE PREMIUM
AND I HAVE

CHERRY Hi-C
WITH GIN IN IT.

MM-HMM, GIN AND JUICE
IS GOOD.

GET ME A BEER.

SO DID EVERYONE HERE
GO TO OUR HIGH SCHOOL?

PRETTY MUCH, YEAH.

SO WHAT IS UP?

I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOU MADE IT.

I DID NOT THINK I WOULD
SEE YOUR ASS AGAIN.

YEP, HERE I AM.

ALL IN ONE PIECE, TOO,
I SEE.

- [ new song playing ]
- OH, STOP.

[ laughs ]

WHICH ONE OF YOU IS GONNA
DANCE WITH ME TO THIS?

WHAT, ARE YOU JUST GONNA
STAND THERE AND STARE AT ME
LIKE A COUPLE OF CREEPS?

I'LL GO DANCE
BY MYSELF, THEN.

♪ Naked in the bathtub,
sitting on the porcelain... ♪

WHAT THE FUCK?
BECKY FINE?

♪ The water don't run,
just drips like rain ♪

♪ Still drips
like a painkiller
drips to the veins ♪

♪ Fill it up with a bag
of that happy stuff... ♪

WE SHOULD PROBABLY GO
IN THE KITCHEN.

♪ Good times goddess,
my goodness ♪

♪ Goth fingernail polish,
autopilot footprints... ♪

YOU GOT ANY WEED?

THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT
TO TALK TO ME ABOUT?

I'M SORRY?

I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU
IN WHAT, LIKE, THREE YEARS?

HAVEN'T HAD A DECENT HANG
SINCE HIGH SCHOOL.

YOU SHOW UP AT MY STUPID PARTY

WITH BULLSHIT
ALL OVER YOUR T-SHIRT

AND YOU WANT TO KNOW
IF I HAVE ANY WEED?

YES.
DO YOU HAVE ANY?

- DUDE.
- LOOK, I'M SORRY,

I DON'T WANT TO REMINISCE
ABOUT THE BAD OLD DAYS.

- YEAH, I HAVE SOME.
- AWESOME.

BUT YOU GOT SOME
'SPLAINING TO DO,

OR I AIN'T
GIVING YOU SHIT.

♪ Ain't got nothing
but too much to lose... ♪

IT'S PRETTY FUCKING
AWESOME, RIGHT?

SO HOW DID IT HAPPEN?

I WAS AT FIRST AVE
AND WE STARTED TALKING.

- AND THAT'S IT?
- THAT'S IT.

NO WAY.

DID YOU TRY
TO TOUCH HER BUTT?

YOU DID, DIDN'T YOU?
IT WAS, LIKE, AN ACCIDENT.

YOU, LIKE, BUMPED UP
AGAINST HER AS YOU, LIKE,
PAWED SOME BUTT,

LIKE, "OH, I'M SORRY.
WAS THAT YOUR BUTT?
OH, MY GOSH."

COME ON, MAN.

[ laughs ]

SO WHAT, LIKE, 20?

- SURE, I GUESS, YEAH.
- YEAH.

SO $20.

OH, I THOUGHT YOU WERE
JUST GONNA GIVE IT TO ME.

WHY WOULD YOU
THINK THAT?

I DON'T KNOW.
IT'S A NICE THING TO DO.

DUDE, YOU LIVE IN IRAQ.

I DON'T LIVE IN IRAQ.

YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW
IF YOUR BLACK ASS
IS COMING HOME.

REAL NICE, MAN.
THANKS.

MAN, I THINK I JUST
GOT PREGNANT OUT THERE.

[ chuckles ]

RIGHT?

WHO'S SMOKING THAT?

YOU GOT 10 BUCKS?

[ Becky chuckling ]
COMP LIT,

LIKE "COMPARATIVE
LITERATURE."

Casper:
WHAT, YOU COMPARE BOOKS
TO EACH OTHER?

Becky:
UM, SORT OF.

HOW WOULD ANYBODY EVER
CHOOSE TO DO THAT?

I DON'T KNOW.
IT JUST INTERESTS ME.

THERE'S A PROFESSOR HERE--
DAVID TURNER--

WHO DOES REALLY
INTERESTING WORK.

AND HE'S--

HE WAS MY ADVISOR.

I'M SUPPOSED TO BE
SORT OF HIS PROTEGE, SO...

WELL, WHAT HAPPENED?

EXACTLY.

CASPER
THE MOTHERFUCKING GHOST.

PADDY, WHAT'S UP, MAN?
HOW ARE YOU DOING?

DIDN'T THINK I'D BE SEEING
YOUR REPUBLICAN ASS

AROUND HERE
ANY TIME SOON.

YEAH, FUCK THAT SHIT.
LIKE THIS DUDE EVEN VOTES.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING
HANGING OUT WITH
THIS FASCIST?

YOU LOOK LIKE
YOU ALMOST KNOW
WHAT TIME IT IS.

Becky:
I DIDN'T KNOW
HE WAS A FASCIST.

SEE, THAT'S HOW
THEY GET YOU.

SO WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MAN?
ARE YOU STILL BOMBING
VILLAGES

WITH MY HARD-EARNED
TAX DOLLARS?

YEAH, HE DOESN'T PAY
TAXES EITHER, SO...

Paddy:
DON'T WANT TO BE
PART OF THE PROBLEM.

WHAT'S UP WITH YOU, MAN?
JUST HANGING OUT IN
THE PARKING LOT

DOING BUTTS
AS USUAL, RIGHT?

OOH, YOU WISH.

NO, WE'RE GOING TO
THE CIRCUS TONIGHT, MAN.

WHAT THE FUCK HAVE
YOU TWO BEEN UP TO?

NOTHING REALLY.

SOME OF HER FRIENDS
BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ME,
BUT THAT'S ABOUT IT.

- FOR SERIOUS?
- THEY'RE NOT MY FRIENDS.

WHATEVER, SOME OF HER
ACQUAINTANCES BEAT THE SHIT
OUT OF ME, I GUESS.

WHAT, YOU WANT US
TO GO GET 'EM?

[ chuckles ]
NO.

NO, IT'S ALL RIGHT.

WHAT'S UP WITH
THE CIRCUS THOUGHT?

YOU WANT
TO COME WITH?

[ chuckles ]

JUMP ON.

COME ON, LET'S ROLL.

- Becky: SO YOU DO THIS A LOT?
- Casper: WHAT?

Becky:
TAKE GIRLS AROUND
ON THE BACK OF YOUR B.M.X.

Casper:
MAN, THIS SHIT WORKED
LIKE A CHARM WHEN I WAS 13.

[ both laugh ]

OH, MY GOD.

DON'T LET ME CRASH
INTO ANYTHING.
HOLY SH--

OKAY, OKAY.

[ laughs ]

OH, MY GOD.
OH, MY GOD.

[ upbeat music playing ]

Paddy:
BEEN TO THE NEST
SINCE YOU GOT BACK?

Casper:
DUDE, YOU COULDN'T
PAY ME.

YEAH, WELL,
THEY NEVER DID, DID THEY?

SO WHAT WAS THE NEST?

- WHAT, YOU DON'T KNOW
THE TURKEY'S NEST?
- UH-UH.

IT'S A SHITHOLE BAR
ME AND THIS DUDE

USED TO WORK AT
OVER BEHIND CAMPUS.

- BEST JOB I EVER HAD.
- AND YET YOU STILL MANAGED
TO GET YOURSELF FIRED.

PSHH.

- WHY DID YOU GET FIRED?
- JUST A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT.

THIS DUDE GOT CAUGHT
DOING THE DRUGS AT WORK.

NO, FALSE.
I NEVER GOT CAUGHT
DOING DRUGS AT WORK.

I SHOWED UP FOR WORK
HIGH THAT ONE TIME,
AND THAT'S IT.

UH-HUH, BUT YOU WERE
STILL HIGH AT WORK, SO...

YEAH, BUT THOSE ARE TWO
COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THINGS.

NOT REALLY.

HOW COME
I DON'T KNOW YOU?

I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T REALLY GO OUT
THAT MUCH.

BUT YOU KNOW
THIS DILHOLE.

- WE USED TO GO
TO SCHOOL TOGETHER.
- WE JUST MET TONIGHT.

RIGHT.

I GOTTA GO CHECK THIS
SHIT OUT UP CLOSE, OKAY?

OKAY.

♪ When the mother's gone,
when the mother's gone ♪

♪ When the mother's
gone, when the mother's gone ♪

♪ Motherless children
have a hard time ♪

♪ When the mother's gone,
when the mother's gone ♪

♪ When the mother's
gone, when the mother's gone ♪

♪ They ain't got
no places to go ♪

♪ Out walking
door to door ♪

♪ Motherless children
have a hard time... ♪

WHY DIDN'T YOU EVER
JUST EXPLAIN THAT
SHIT TO THEM--

HOW YOU DIDN'T GET HIGH;
YOU WERE HIGH.

YOU PROBABLY COULD HAVE
KEPT YOUR JOB ON, LIKE,
A TECHNICALITY.

NO WAY, MAN.
I GOT PRINCIPLES.

I DON'T WANT TO BE
A PART OF THAT BULLSHIT,

UNLIKE SOME SELLOUT,
TURNCOAT MOTHERFUCKERS
I KNOW.

TAKE IT EASY.

WHAT, DID I HIT
A NERVE?

NO, BUT IT'S LIKE AT LEAST
I GOT A JOB, BITCH.

MOTHERFUCKER,
THE NAZIS HAD JOBS.

OKAY, FINE.
LET'S HAVE IT.

YOU'RE A BABY-KILLING,
JACKBOOT-WEARING
CORPORATE STOOGE.

YOU'RE A MOTHERFUCKING
ENVIRONMENT-DEFILING,

FOSSIL-FUEL-PROTECTING,

FREEDOM-FRY-LOVING
TOOL OF TYRANNY.

YOU'RE A MOTHERFUCKING
McDONALDLAND COOKIE.

THAT'S ALL YOU GOT?

AND YOU TAKE IT UP THE ASS
FROM HALLIBURTON.

WELL, I DO TAKE IT UP THE ASS
FROM HALLIBURTON, BUT--

SO LONG AS YOU
KNOW THAT.

HEY, LET'S GET OUT
OF HERE.

WHAT?
COME ON, WE JUST GOT HERE.

YOU CAN COME WITH US
IF YOU WANT.

NO, I'M GONNA STAY.

SUIT YOURSELF.

[ phone beeps ]

Becky:
WHAT?

HOW DID SHE
FIND OUT, THEN?

OKAY, AND WHY
WOULDN'T YOU DENY IT?

WELL, MY COMPUTER WAS
IN YOUR OFFICE,

AND SO I GUESS
THE QUESTION IS

WHO ELSE HAS THE KEYS
TO YOUR OFFICE?

YOU KNOW WHAT?
IF YOU WANT TO DO ME
A FUCKING FAVOR,

HOW ABOUT
YOU GET YOUR WIFE
TO STOP CALLING ME?

LISTEN TO ME.
IF YOU'RE NOT AT MY
APARTMENT IN 10 MINUTES

WITH MY COMPUTER,
I'M TELLING EVERYONE

ABOUT THE FRESHMAN
YOU'RE FUCKING.

WE NEED TO GO.
CAN YOU COME WITH ME?

I'D APPRECIATE THAT.

FUCK ME.
HE DOESN'T HAVE IT.

REBECCA, I NEED
TO TALK TO YOU.

WHERE IS IT, DAVID?

SHE'S HOME.
I COULDN'T GET IT.

SHE'S HOME?
SHE'S HOME?
THAT'S WEIRD,

'CAUSE THAT'S ALSO
YOUR HOME, SO...

I'M NOT READY TO FACE
HER YET, OKAY?

I DON'T THINK WE MET.
I'M DAVID.

YOU'RE A FRIEND
OF HERS?

YEAH, THAT'S MY NEW BOYFRIEND.
WE'RE RUNNING AWAY TO JOIN
THE CIRCUS TOGETHER.

WHAT, DO YOU THINK
THIS IS SOME KIND OF JOKE?

MM-HMM, A BIG JOKE.
IT'S A HUGE JOKE.

- CAN YOU PLEASE
CALM DOWN AND TALK TO ME?
- I'M FUCKING CALM, DAVID.

I'M CALM.
YOU KNOW, I REALLY
FEEL FOR YOU, MAN.

IT MUST BE HARD WHEN
THE BOTTOM DROPS OUT

AND YOU CAN'T RELY
ON THE GOOD OLD
STUDENT-TEACHER

POWER DYNAMIC ANYMORE.

REBECCA.

REBECCA.

[ intercom buzzing ]

[ intercom buzzing
loudly ]

DAMN IT.

JUST WAIT HERE.

[ blows air, sniffs ]

[ intercom continues
buzzing ]

Woman:
BECKY, BECKY.

I THINK
SHE'S IN HER ROOM.

BECKY, DO YOU HAVE
A PLAN FOR THIS?

YEAH, I'LL TAKE CARE
OF IT.

I WILL.
I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT.

JUST PLEASE
MAKE IT STOP.

YEAH, I KNOW.
EXCUSE ME.

HEY, I'M CASPER.

[ door opens ]

HEY, DID YOU JUST
GET A GUN?

CAN I HAVE ONE MINUTE
ALONE WITH YOU, PLEASE?

HERE, GIVE THESE TO YOUR
FRESHMAN FUCK BUDDY.

REBECCA,
COME BACK HERE.

I'LL GET YOU YOUR COMPUTER.
AND IF I DON'T,

IT'S NOT LIKE
IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD.

FOR YOU, THE END
OF THE WORLD WOULD BE

IF YOU SOMEHOW LOST
YOUR MAGICAL POWER OVER
FUCKING IDIOTS LIKE ME

WHO THINK 'CAUSE YOU
TUCK IN YOUR FUCKING SHIRT
YOU'RE GOD'S GIFT TO WOMEN.

YOU KNOW WHAT?
I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN WHAT
A FUCKING PHONY YOU WERE

WHEN YOU STARTED IN ON
HOW ENCHANTED YOU WERE

BY THE SEMIOTICS
OF EROTICISM--

FUCKING GARBAGE.

OKAY, THIS IS
CHILDISH NOW.

- LET ME PASS, PLEASE.
- DAVE, STOP.

REBECCA, I KNOW YOU'RE UPSET
AND YOU DON'T MEAN WHAT
YOU SAY, OKAY?

REMEMBER, WE HAD
SOMETHING IMPORTANT.

FUCK WHAT WE HAD.
FUCK WHAT WE HAD!

SO WHAT WAS IT?
WHAT, DID YOU SLEEP WITH ME

- JUST TO GET AHEAD
IN THE DEPARTMENT?
- STOP.

LIKE THE WHOLE DEPARTMENT
DOESN'T KNOW THAT YOUR WIFE
GOT YOU YOUR FUCKING JOB.

YOU KNOW, SHEILA WAS
RIGHT ABOUT YOU.

YOU HAD ME FOOLED,
BUT IN REALITY

YOU'RE NOTHING BUT
A SILLY LITTLE TWAT.

OKAY, I SAID STOP.

CASPER, GET OFF HIM.

[ exhales ]

THIS PARK IS

THE FIRST PLACE
I EVER TOUCHED A BOOB...

UNDER THE SHIRT--

OR OVER, TOO, I GUESS.

WEIRD.

THIS IS WHERE I GAVE
MY FIRST HANDJOB.

REALLY?

NO.

RIGHT.

SO WHERE DID YOU LEARN
TO DO THAT?

WHAT?

FUCKING ABU GHRAIB
SUBMISSION HOLD

YOU PUT ON MY BOYFRIEND
BACK THERE.

THAT DUDE'S
YOUR BOYFRIEND?

NO.

YOU WERE IN THE ARMY
OR SOMETHING?

STILL AM.

WHAT, LIKE
IN AFGHANISTAN?

YEAH.

I HEAD BACK TOMORROW,

OR TO GEORGIA ANYWAY,

BACK TO AFGHANISTAN LATER IN THE MONTH.

FUCK. REALLY?

YEP.

WHAT DO YOU DO THERE?

PLAY A LOT OF BRIDGE,

RUMMY 500.

DOUBLE SOLITAIRE
HAS BECOME QUITE POPULAR.

RIGHT.

I GUESS A LOT OF PEOPLE
MUST ASK YOU WHAT
THAT'S LIKE.

SOME PEOPLE.

IS IT ANNOYING?

I MEAN, I CAN SEE
WHY THEY'RE INTERESTED,
I GUESS.

IT'S JUST I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO SAY,

YOU KNOW.

IT'S A SHITTY SITUATION,
WHICH YOU PROBABLY KNOW
ALL THE REASONS WHY

IF YOU WATCH THE NEWS.

HMM.

WHAT?

NO, I JUST NEVER HEARD
ANYONE SAY THAT.

SAY WHAT?

NOT LIKE WE HAVE
ANY COMPREHENSION

OF WHAT'S ACTUALLY
GOING ON OVER THERE.

IT JUST SEEMS LIKE
THE NATURE OF THE WARFARE

IS SO COMPLICATED

AND EVEN JUST THE HISTORY
OF THE REGION

IS SO COMPLEX

FROM BEFORE
WE GOT INVOLVED.

AND WE'RE JUST ALL HERE
TOO BUSY

BUYING A WHOLE BUNCH
OF SHIT MADE IN CHINA.

TOTALLY.

SHIT'S FUCKED.

YOU DON'T REALLY LIKE
TO TALK ABOUT IT, HUH?

I JUST DON'T LIKE
TO BE SPECIAL FOR IT.

YOU KNOW, I DON'T LIKE
PEOPLE THINKING I'M
REAL INTERESTING

JUST 'CAUSE I'VE BEEN
OVER THERE OR WHATEVER.

I CAN HONESTLY SAY
THAT SHIT DOESN'T CHANGE ME

ANY MORE THAN ANYTHING
THAT EVER HAPPENED
OVER HERE.

PEOPLE DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOU SAY THAT.

SO, WHAT, YOU WERE DOING IT
TO YOUR PROFESSOR?

HE'S MY ADVISOR.

WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?

THERE ISN'T ONE.

RIGHT.

SOUNDS LIKE PRETTY RISKY
BUSINESS TO ME.

WELL, I GUESS
YOU NEVER REALLY THINK

THE RULES
APPLY TO YOU.

THE WORST PART IS,

LIKE, THINGS WERE
GOING SO WELL.

AND THEN ONCE AGAIN

I HAD TO GO
FUCK EVERYTHING UP.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

HIS WIFE IS THE HEAD
OF THE DEPARTMENT, SO...

NO, YOU SAID,
"ONCE AGAIN,"

LIKE THIS IS
SOMETHING YOU DO.

I MEAN, AS LONG
AS I'VE KNOWN YOU--

WELL, TONIGHT,
BUT BEFORE, TOO--

IT'S LIKE YOU PRETTY MUCH
SEEM LIKE YOU HAVE THE WORLD
BY THE BALLS.

YEAH, BUT, CASPER,
YOU DON'T KNOW ME.

I DON'T MEAN THAT
TO SOUND HARSH.
I JUST--

NO, YOU'RE RIGHT.

WHAT, YOU'RE LEAVING?

NO.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

YOU THINK
YOU CAN HANDLE THIS?

[ laughs ]
YEAH, I THINK I CAN.

- [ grunts ]
- [ laughs ]

FINE.

DEFENSE WINS CHAMPIONSHIPS.
DEFENSE WINS CHAMPIONSHIPS.

- Casper: OH, OH.
- OH, THAT'S GOOD.

Casper:
YOU KNOW WHICH WAY
THE BASKET IS, RIGHT?

- YOU KNOW IT'S THAT WAY?
- IT'S THAT WAY.

- NO, IT'S THIS WAY.
- IT'S THAT WAY.

- [ Becky laughs ]
- OH, MY GOD.

[ Becky chattering ]

Casper:
OH, GOD.

THERE'S NO TACKLING
IN BASKETBALL.

Becky:
I DON'T GET ANY
IN THE HOOP.

- THEY ALL GO IN THE HOOP.
- OH, REALLY?

YOU WEREN'T WATCHING?
IT'S LIKE 100-0.

OH!
[ laughs ]

I WASN'T EVEN LOOKING.

WHAT'S THAT?

IT'S A TATTOO.

OF WHAT?

I DON'T KNOW.

I GOT IT
A LONG TIME AGO.

HEY, YOU WANT TO GO
GET YOUR COMPUTER?

YEAH, RIGHT.

I'M SERIOUS.

I THINK THAT'S
A BAD IDEA.

[ Casper speaking quietly ]
OKAY, HERE'S THE PLAN:

YOU STAND IN THE FRONT YARD,
START SCREAMING,

TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CLOTHES.
I'M GONNA RUN AROUND BACK,

SNEAK IN THE HOUSE,
GRAB THE COMPUTER,

AND HIT HER IN THE HEAD
WITH A HAMMER.
ALL RIGHT?

WHAT?
NO, DON'T DO THAT.

SHH.

I'M NOT GONNA DO
ANY OF THAT.

WAIT HERE.

[ car approaches ]

FUCK.

[ door opens ]

Sheila:
HELLO? DAVID?

David:
YES, IT'S ME,
SWEETHEART.

OH, CHRIST,
I WILL CALL YOU BACK.

[ muffled conversation ]

[ whispers ]
CASPER. CASPER.

YOU'RE DRUNK.
HALLELUJAH.

OH, WHAT'S THAT?

YOU'RE A FUCKING IDIOT.

I DON'T DENY IT.

WE DON'T EVEN TALK
TO EACH OTHER ANYMORE.

DO YOU REALIZE THAT YOU
DON'T EVEN TALK TO ME?

REBECCA,

WHICH ONE?

WHAT'S THAT?

THE SILVER ONE.

HELLO?

- YOU HAVE TO CATCH THIS.
- WHAT? NO, DO NOT DO THAT.

I CAN'T CLIMB DOWN WITH IT.
YOU GOTTA CATCH IT.

OH.

I CAN'T BELIEVE
WE JUST DID THAT.

I THINK HE SAW ME.

HE DIDN'T SEE YOU.
AND EVEN IF HE DID,
WHO CARES?

I'M SO FUCKED.

THEY OBVIOUSLY
KNOW IT'S ME.
IT'S MY COMPUTER.

WELL, IT WASN'T YOU.
IT WAS ME.

AND I THOUGHT THAT WAS,
LIKE, THE WHOLE POINT--
TO GET YOUR COMPUTER.

MAN, YOU DON'T GET IT,
CASPER.

- IT'S LIKE THERE'S GONNA
BE RAMIFICATIONS.
- LIKE WHAT?

- [ distant siren wailing ]
- LIKE IF THEY DON'T PRESS
CHARGES, I'LL BE LUCKY

TO BE A FUCKING PARIAH
IN THE DEPARTMENT.

YOU CAN'T JUST
GO BREAKING INTO
PEOPLE'S HOUSES.

MAN, WHAT THE FUCK IS
WRONG WITH YOU, DUDE?

LIKE, THIS ISN'T JUST
SOME FUN PRANK.

THIS IS MY LIFE.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?

THERE'S CONSEQUENCES.
I KNOW YOU NEVER THINK
ABOUT SHIT LIKE THAT,

BUT THE REST OF US
IN THE REAL WORLD
HAVE TO.

ACTUALLY, I DO.
I THINK ABOUT THAT SHIT
ALL THE TIME.

I JUST EXPECT SHIT TO GO
THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE.

WELL, THAT'S PROBABLY
WHY IT DOES.

FORGIVE ME FOR NOT WANTING
EVERYTHING TO BE TOTALLY
FUCKED ALL THE TIME.

OH, SO THAT'S WHY
YOU STARTED

FUCKING AROUND WITH YOUR
MARRIED COLLEGE PROFESSOR--

BECAUSE YOU WANTED SHIT
TO START GOING GOOD
FOR YOU?

OH, WE'RE DONE.
I'M GOING HOME.

OH, COME ON.

[ siren wailing ]

THAT COP CAR WAS PROBABLY
LOOKING FOR US, HUH?

GOOD THING YOU WERE
HOLDING THE WEED.

ARE YOU HUNGRY?

A LITTLE.

THIS IS WHERE
YOU WANT TO EAT?

TELL ME WHAT ELSE IS OPEN
AT 3:00 IN THE MORNING.

THE TACO PLACE
ON 26th.

NOPE, THEY CLOSE
AT 2:00.

DURKIN'S.

I SAID I WAS HUNGRY,
NOT THAT I WANTED TO
GET THE AIDS.

UM, BUT DIARRHEA'S, LIKE,
PRETTY COOL WITH YOU?

YOU'RE DOWN WITH IT?

- BETWEEN THE TWO? UM, YES.
- [ both laughing ]

JUST TRUST ME
ON THIS ONE.

[ pop song playing ]

YOU CAN MAKE MY HALF
VEGETARIAN.

WHO SAYS
YOU'RE GETTING HALF?

I DO REMEMBER YOU.

YEAH, I KNOW.
I CRIED ALL THE TIME.

NO, I MEAN, LIKE,
IN HIGH SCHOOL.

WE HAD GEOMETRY TOGETHER

AND CIVICS.

AND GREAT PLAYS
WITH MR. KRUGER.

I DIDN'T GO
TO THAT CLASS MUCH.

WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY
YOU REMEMBERED?

I DON'T KNOW.
I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D WANT
TO BE REMEMBERED THEN.

WELL, I GUESS NOT.

NO, I MEAN, I DON'T WANT
TO BE REMEMBERED THEN.

IT'S HIGH SCHOOL, YOU KNOW?
IT SUCKS.

I SUCKED.

YEAH.

OH, YOU AGREE WITH ME?
I SUCKED IN HIGH SCHOOL?

NO, NO, I MEAN,
IT'S JUST LIKE
I DON'T EVEN LIKE

THINKING ABOUT
THE FUCKING IDIOT
I WAS BACK THEN EITHER.

YEAH.

REMEMBER THAT TIME
WE GOT PUT TOGETHER
IN GEOMETRY?

YEAH.

- THAT WAS FUN.
- MM-HMM.

- MR. DANG--
- DERRINGER-- DERRING--

- DELINGER.
- DELINGER.

DELINGER-- HE CAME OVER
AND, LIKE, SHUSHED US

A COUPLE TIMES.
THAT WAS THE BEST.

SO WHY--?

WHY WHAT?

HOW COME YOU NEVER
CALLED ME?

I GAVE YOU MY NUMBER.

YOU DIDN'T CALL.

YOU DON'T REMEMBER?

NO.

I DON'T REMEMBER THAT.

YOU DON'T REMEMBER THAT.
I'M NOT SURE I BELIEVE YOU.

I'M TOTALLY SERIOUS.
I DON'T REMEMBER THAT.

WELL, LIKE, WE HAD HAD
ALL THIS FUN IN CLASS

AND YOU WERE, LIKE,
PICKING UP YOUR BOOK BAG
OR WHATEVER,

AND YOU STOPPED
AND YOU WERE LIKE,

"OH, WE SHOULD TOTALLY
HANG OUT SOMETIME."

IT WAS, LIKE, THE BRAVEST
THING I EVER DID--

I WROTE MY NUMBER DOWN
ON THE BACK OF
THE WORKSHEET,

AND I PUT IT
IN YOUR BOOK.

SHIT.
I DON'T REMEMBER THAT.

SO WHATEVER,
LIKE A WEEK LATER,

EVERYTHING'S BACK
TO NORMAL.

YOU'RE SITTING
NEXT TO YOUR BUDDY TONY.

I FUCKING HATED
THAT GUY.

AND I JUST FELT LIKE
I RUINED EVERYTHING,

LIKE IT WAS
ALL MY FAULT.

I DO REMEMBER THINKING
THAT YOU WERE CUTE.

I DO.

[ microwave bell dings ]

OH.

OH, MAN.
OH, GOD.

ALL RIGHT.

MM.

THAT IS TOTALLY
DISGUSTING.

NOPE, IT'S DELICIOUS.

ARE YOU READY
TO GO HOME YET?

I MEAN, NOT REALLY,

BUT WHAT ARE WE
GONNA DO NOW?

I THINK I MIGHT
KNOW SOMETHING.

[ electronic music
playing ]

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT
SUPPOSED TO BE?

THAT, MY FRIEND, IS
PUBLIC ACCESS TELEVISION.

COME ON.

NO FUCKING WAY.

HEY, JUST WAIT HERE
A SEC, OKAY?

- HAMIL.
- YEAH?

- WE'RE GONNA GO.
- OH, OKAY.

HERE, FOR YOU.

NICE.
ALL RIGHT, BYE.

THANKS.

- SO YOU'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER ME.
- [ laughs ]

RIGHT.

IT'S A GOOD LOOK
FOR YOU, I THINK.

YEAH.

THIS IS ME.

WELL, THANKS FOR--

I MEAN, I HAD
A GOOD NIGHT, SO...

YEAH, I DID, TOO.

COOL.

I'M NOT GONNA
GO INSIDE, THOUGH.

I DON'T REMEMBER
INVITING YOU.

OH, FAIR ENOUGH

NO, I'M JUST KIDDING.
I DIDN'T--

WELL, I DID MEAN IT
LIKE THAT,

BUT I'M NOT GOING
INSIDE EITHER.

SO WHAT ARE WE
DOING HERE?

COME ON.

YOU'RE SLEEPING
IN A TENT?

YEP.

WHY?

I CAN'T GO IN THERE.
IT'S NOT MY HOUSE.

WHERE DO YOU--?

THERE'S A HOSE
OVER THERE.

SO YOU'VE NEVER BEEN
IN THERE?

NO, I'VE BEEN IN THERE,
JUST NOT SINCE--

I MEAN,
NOT ON THIS TRIP.

I MEAN, I DON'T EVEN KNOW
WHY HE LEFT ME THE HOUSE.

PROBABLY 'CAUSE YOU'RE
HIS SON.

YEAH, BUT NOT REALLY.

I MEAN, IT WAS DIFFERENT
WHEN I WAS A KID,

BUT WE DIDN'T REALLY
HAVE, LIKE,

A, YOU KNOW, REAL
RELATIONSHIP ANYMORE.

YEAH, BUT I MEAN,
HE'S STILL YOUR FATHER.

YOU KNOW, WHEN I
WENT DOWN TO ENLIST,

HE WAS LIKE,
"NO SON OF MINE,"

YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
"I FORBID IT."

[ chuckles ]
I REACTED TO THAT
REAL WELL--

"FUCK YOU, DAD."

SO I CALL HIM.
I LEAVE HIM A MESSAGE

TALKING ABOUT
HOW I'M MY OWN MAN;

I KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR ME--
ALL THAT KIND OF STUFF.

A WEEK GOES BY-- NOTHING.

ANOTHER WEEK GOES BY--
NOTHING.

FINALLY LIKE A YEAR LATER,
I GET A LETTER--

NO MENTION OF THE FIGHT,

NO "I'M SORRY,"
NO "YOU'RE STILL WRONG,"

JUST LIKE
IT NEVER HAPPENED.

WHAT DID HE SAY?

A BUNCH OF DUMB STUFF
ABOUT HIS LIFE,

YOU KNOW, LIKE WHAT WAS
GOING ON FOR HIM.

HE WAS GETTING SOME AWARD,
LIKE FOR HIS PHOTOS

IN THE '70s
OR SOMETHING,

AND, LIKE, HOW THE FUCKING
TOMATO PLANTS WERE
COMING IN.

IT WAS LIKE SOMEBODY'S
GODDAMN CHRISTMAS LETTER.

FINALLY AT THE END
IT'S LIKE,

"BLAH BLAH BLAH SPORTS
BLAH BLAH BLAH."

AND THE VERY LAST LINE,
I SWEAR TO GOD, IS

"TRY NOT TO GET BLOWN UP.
LOVE, DAD."

I KNOW, RIGHT?

BUT AFTER A WHILE,
I DECIDED I WASN'T EVEN
MAD ABOUT IT.

IT'S LIKE HE DIDN'T
KNOW ME AT ALL,

BUT HE WASN'T TRYING
TO ACT LIKE HE DID.

STILL A PRETTY SHITTY WAY
TO ACT TO YOUR KID, THOUGH.

AT LEAST IT'S HONEST.

BUT THEN I GOTTA
COME BACK HERE,

HOME OR WHATEVER,
NOW AND--

COME HERE.

I MEAN, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED
TO DO WITH THAT?

DO YOU THINK HE WAS
TRYING TO BE SARCASTIC?

WHO THE FUCK KNOWS?

MAN, I DON'T THINK SO.

IMAGINE HOW PEOPLE WOULD
LOOK AT YOU IF YOU DROVE
AROUND IN THIS THING.

I KNOW, ESPECIALLY
IN THIS NEIGHBORHOOD.

PEOPLE WOULD, LIKE,
PROBABLY SPIT ON HIM.

HOW FUCKED UP IS IT
THAT I GOTTA, LIKE,
COME BACK HERE

AND FIND OUT ABOUT IT
THIS WAY?

AND WHAT AM I EVEN
FINDING OUT ABOUT?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

I WAS JUST LOOKING
FOR A BEER.

NOPE. DRANK 'EM.

- WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
- TRYING TO GET A DRINK.

I'M NOT COMING IN THERE
WITH YOU.

I DON'T REMEMBER
INVITING YOU.

KEYS.

OH.

[ dinging ]

[ chuckles ]

HERE, YOU SHOULD
CHANGE YOUR SHIRT.

YOU GOT A LITTLE BIT
OF BLOOD ON YOURS.

WHERE DID YOU GET THIS?

I FOUND IT
IN YOUR DAD'S DRESSER.

YOU WENT IN HIS BEDROOM?

YEAH.
HAVE YOU SEEN ALL THOSE
PICTURES IN THERE?

I DON'T KNOW.
PROBABLY.

I SAW ONE OF YOU
WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG,

WITH A BERET.

WHAT WAS GOING ON THERE?

I WAS IN THIS WEIRD
LITTLE ART FILM

SOME FRIEND
OF MY DAD'S MADE.
I DON'T KNOW.

WHAT DID YOU HAVE
TO DO IN IT?

I WAS, LIKE,
THE YOUNGER VERSION

OF THE MAIN
CHARACTER

IN FLASHBACK SEQUENCES,

AND I WOULD CHASE
THIS BIG RED BALL AROUND

AND I COULD NEVER, LIKE,
QUITE GET IT--

I DON'T KNOW, SOME WEIRD,
FOREIGN-TYPE BULLSHIT.

IT WAS PRETTY COOL.

YEAH, SOUNDS LIKE YOUR DAD
WAS A PRETTY HIP GUY.

HE WAS FOR A WHILE.

AND THEN WHAT?
HE GOT ALL UNCOOL
ALL OF A SUDDEN?

HE HAD A STROKE,

LIKE, 10 YEARS AGO.

SORRY.

NO, IT'S OKAY.

AFTER THAT, HIS
PERSONALITY CHANGED

PRETTY DRASTICALLY
ACTUALLY.

I DON'T THINK I REALLY
WANT TO WEAR THIS.

HEY, LOOK WHAT I FOUND.

THERE IT IS.

I GOT MY TATTOO
WHEN I WAS 16.

NOW EVERY TIME I LOOK AT IT,
I GET TO THINK ABOUT
THE STROKE.

BUT IT'S OKAY.

"IT LOOKED
EXTREMELY ROCKY

FOR THE MUDVILLE NINE
THAT DAY;

THE SCORE STOOD
FOUR TO SIX

WITH BUT AN INNING
LEFT TO PLAY"--
FOUR TO SIX--

THAT'S THE WAY MY DAD
ALWAYS SAID IT.

MOST PEOPLE SAY,
"FOUR TO TWO,"

BUT "FOUR TO SIX"
MAKES IT SOUND LIKE
YOUR TEAM IS LOSING.

WHEN HE WAS A KID,
MY DAD--

HE WAS, LIKE, THIS
BASEBALL MANIAC, RIGHT?

AND THAT STORY WAS, LIKE,
SUPER IMPORTANT TO HIM.

HE'D READ IT TO US
AS, LIKE, A BEDTIME STORY.

I JUST REMEMBER REALLY LIKING

THE WAY IT SOUNDED.

"SOMEWHERE MEN ARE LAUGHING,
AND SOMEWHERE CHILDREN SHOUT;

BUT THERE IS NO JOY
IN MUDVILLE--

MIGHTY CASEY
HAS STRUCK OUT."

JUST LIKE
WHAT DID LOSING HIM

REALLY CHANGE FOR ME?

NOTHING.

MY DAD-- HE WAS GONE
A LONG TIME AGO.

THAT'S A PRETTY TERRIBLE WAY
OF THINKING ABOUT THINGS.

MAYBE.
AND I'M NOT SAYING,
"FUCK THAT GUY."

LIKE I'M NOT GONNA CRY
BECAUSE HE HURT ME
OR WHATEVER.

NO, MY DAD WAS LIKE
A REALLY COOL GUY.

IT'S JUST,

I DON'T KNOW,
WHAT DID HIM BEING COOL

REALLY HAVE TO DO
WITH ME?

WELL, THEN,

WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO
INSIDE THE HOUSE?

'CAUSE I DON'T WANT
TO GO IN THERE.
THAT'S ALL.

BUT YOU WOULD HAVE
GONE IN THERE A WEEK AGO,
LIKE BEFORE HE DIED?

I GUESS.
I DON'T KNOW.

CAN WE TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE, PLEASE?

SURE.

WHAT DO YOU WANT
TO TALK ABOUT?

I DON'T KNOW,

BUT DON'T YOU HAVE
ANY DEPRESSING TATTOOS?

NO.

JUST EMOTIONAL SCARS.

[ chuckles ]
NICE.

CAN I ASK YOU
A QUESTION?

WHY DID YOU HANG OUT
WITH ME TONIGHT?

YOU SEEMED LIKE
THE BEST POSSIBLE WAY

FOR ME TO SPEND
MY NIGHT.

I MEAN, DO YOU HAVE
ANY IDEA

HOW AMAZING
I THOUGHT YOU WERE?

YEAH, I THINK I DO.

'CAUSE EVERYBODY
THOUGHT THAT, RIGHT?

NO, DEFINITELY NOT
EVERYBODY.

OR, I DON'T KNOW,
I'M SURE IT SUCKED,

EVERYBODY WANTING
TO JUMP YOUR BONES
ALL THE TIME,

BUT, MAN...

I MEAN,
TO BE HONEST,

I NEVER QUITE BELIEVED
ANY OF THOSE PEOPLE.

[ chuckles ]

SEEMED LIKE IT HAD
MORE TO DO WITH,

I DON'T KNOW, THEM

AND WHAT THEY WERE
NEEDING

THAN ME

OR WHAT I REALLY WAS.

WHAT?

DID YOU EVER KNOW
CAITLIN GUSTAFSON?

SHE WENT TO SOUTHWEST.

I DON'T THINK SO.

SHE AND I PLANNED
THIS, LIKE,

NINE-MONTH
BACKPACKING TRIP

THROUGH SOUTH AMERICA SEVEN YEARS AGO.

SO SIX MONTHS IN,

WE WERE CAMPING
IN PATAGONIA

AND WE HAVE TO HITCHHIKE
TO THE NEXT TOWN OVER.

SO THESE TWO GUYS
PICK US UP AND--

JUST REAL MACHO.

THEY SEEMED
KIND OF SHADY,

BUT A LOT OF PEOPLE
SEEM SHADY AND NOTHING
EVER HAPPENS.

ANYWAY, WE GOT IN THE CAR
AND WE STARTED DRIVING.

NO ONE WAS TALKING,

BUT WE WERE MOVING,

SO IT FELT
PRETTY OKAY.

JUST THEN,

LIKE, THE DRIVER

PULLS OVER INTO
THIS LITTLE TURNOFF.

AND HE GETS OUT AND HE GOES OVER TO CAITLIN'S SIDE.

AND HE OPENS THE DOOR
AND HE SAYS,

"IT'S TIME TO PAY
FOR YOUR RIDE."

SHE JUST STARTED CRYING.

AND THE OTHER GUY,
NOT THE DRIVER,

LIKE, TAKES OUT
THIS KNIFE.

CAITLIN STARTS REALLY FREAKING OUT.

I JUST THOUGHT
SHE WAS GONNA HAVE
A FUCKING HEART ATTACK.

AND THEN

IT HITS ME

WHAT NEEDS TO HAPPEN.

SO I TAKE OFF
MY SEAT BELT

AND I GET OUT OF THE CAR.

I WENT OVER TO THE DRIVER
AND I SAID,

"YOU TWO CAN'T FUCK
MY FRIEND...

BUT YOU CAN FUCK ME."

AND I SAID,

"WE'LL GO
INTO THE WOODS.

YOU CAN BOTH
HAVE SEX WITH ME.

AND THEN WE'LL
COME BACK HERE

AND YOU'LL TAKE US
TO THE NEXT TOWN."

AND WE WENT
INTO THE WOODS.

WE CAME BACK.

AND THEN...

CAITLIN WENT HOME
A WEEK LATER.

OH, MAN.

I JUST REMEMBER
THINKING...

THAT I HAD THIS CHOICE:

TO BE HORRIBLY
TRAUMATIZED...

AND NOT TO BE.

AND I CHOSE

DOOR NUMBER TWO.

I MEAN, YOU MUST HAVE
REALLY CARED ABOUT
THAT CAITLIN.

I JUST SAW HER
IN THAT MOMENT

AND I KNEW THAT

IF THAT HAPPENED,

SHE'D BE FUCKED
FOR LIFE.

AND I KNEW
I WOULDN'T BE.

I DON'T KNOW,
BUT TO REALLY DO THAT

FOR SOMEBODY ELSE--

I MEAN, THAT'S--

I MEAN, THAT'S
FUCKING HORRIBLE.

WELL, I SAW MY FRIEND
BLOW UP.

IT WAS ABOUT
AS FAR AWAY FROM ME
AS THAT BUSH OVER THERE.

WE WERE ON PATROL.
IT WAS, LIKE,
THREE YEARS AGO.

AND WE WERE
IN THIS FIREFIGHT--

WELL, NOT EXACTLY
A FIREFIGHT.

THERE WAS A SNIPER
SHOOTING AT US.

SO THREE OF US
ARE PINNED DOWN
IN THIS STOREFRONT.

AND THE OTHER THREE
ARE ACROSS THE STREET
IN THIS FAMILY'S HOUSE.

LIKE, THEY CLIMBED IN
THROUGH THE FUCKING WINDOWS.

AND WE'RE JUST
SHOOTING UP THIS STREET
AT THIS BUILDING,

'CAUSE IT SEEMS LIKE
THAT'S WHERE THE SNIPER
MIGHT BE.

AND THIS GUY SWANSON--

HE'S LIKE
A TALL, LANKY,

KIND OF
SCANDINAVIAN GUY--

HE'S CROSSING THE STREET
TO COME OVER TO OUR SIDE.

I GUESS WE HAD
A BETTER VANTAGE POINT.

SO HE'S RUNNING
ACROSS THE STREET
AND HE JUST CRUMPLES.

HE GOT SHOT
IN THE NECK.

AND THERE'S JUST BLOOD
SPURTING OUT

LIKE A FUCKING FAUCET
OR WHATEVER.

AND SO THIS GUY GINO--

HE GOES IN
TO BRING HIM OUT.

AND THE STREET WAS RIGGED
WITH AN I.E.D.

'CAUSE HE GETS ABOUT
HALFWAY TO SWANSON

AND THEN,

YOU KNOW,
HE JUST DISAPPEARS.

YOU KNOW, I DON'T REMEMBER
HEARING ANYTHING.

IT'S JUST
HE WAS THERE

AND THEN HE WASN'T.

YOU KNOW, I FALL BACK

AND I HIT MY ELBOW

ON THIS COUNTERTOP
THAT WAS BEHIND ME.

AND MY FUNNY BONE
IS JUST ON FUCKING FIRE.

SO I CAN'T
PICK UP MY WEAPON.

AND I'M JUST SORT OF
LIKE STUMBLING AROUND
BUMPING INTO SHIT.

AND MEANWHILE,
EVERYBODY ELSE IS GOING,
LIKE, TOTALLY APESHIT,

LIKE SHOOTING
AND SCREAMING

AND ACTING LIKE
SOLDIERS, RIGHT?

BUT, LIKE,
SECONDS LATER

THE HUMVEES ROLL IN.

THEY SCRAPE UP
WHAT'S EVER LEFT
OF GINO,

EVAC SWANSON,
WHO LIVED, BY THE WAY,

ALTHOUGH HE WAS
PRETTY FUCKED FOR A WHILE.

AND, LIKE,
30 MINUTES AFTER THAT
I'M BACK IN MY BUNK

WATCHING THESE TWO DUDES
PLAY SUPER SMASH BROS.

AND IT'S LIKE MAYBE
IT WASN'T EVEN THAT DAY

THAT DID IT,
YOU KNOW,

'CAUSE WE SAW
FUCKED-UP SHIT
ALL THE TIME,

BUT GOD DAMN,
THAT DAY WAS BAD.

AND ALL THOSE DUDES
ARE JUST FUCKED

IN A WAY THAT, LIKE,
A BUNCH OF OTHER DUDES--

LIKE REGULAR GUYS--
AREN'T, YOU KNOW?

SO HERE'S THE THING
I KEEP THINKING ABOUT:

WHY ME, RIGHT?

YOU KNOW,
WHY AM I THE GUY
OUT OF THE FIVE OF US

WHO'S, LIKE,
SQUEAKY CLEAN,

WHILE THE REST
OF THOSE GUYS

ARE JUST COVERED
IN SHIT?

SO YOU FEEL GUILTY?

ABOUT WHAT?

SHOOTING AT PEOPLE?

KILLING THEM?

WANTING TO?
I DON'T KNOW.

ABOUT NOT HELPING
MY FRIENDS?

FUCK, YES,

I FEEL GUILTY
ABOUT THAT SHIT.

WELL, THAT,

BUT I MORE MEANT,
DO YOU FEEL GUILTY

ABOUT NOT GOING CRAZY
LIKE THE REST OF THE GUYS
IN YOUR UNIT?

NO.

OR I MEAN MAYBE.
I--

I DON'T KNOW.
I THINK IT'S JUST
THE WAY LIFE GOES.

LIKE SOME PEOPLE GET HURT
REALLY, REALLY BADLY

WHILE OTHER PEOPLE
JUST HIT THEIR FUNNY BONE.

AND I DON'T THINK
THERE'S A POINT TO
REALLY WORRYING ABOUT IT,

BECAUSE THAT'S JUST
HOW LIFE GOES.

I--

I MEAN, THAT'S
A TERRIBLE STORY.

AND I'M SO SORRY

THAT YOU LIVED
THROUGH THAT SHIT,

BUT IF YOU FEEL LIKE
YOU DIDN'T GET HURT

AS BADLY
AS ANYBODY ELSE,

THEN YOU PROBABLY
DID SOMETHING TO MAKE
THAT HAPPEN.

YOU'RE JUST NOT GIVING
YOURSELF ANY CREDIT.

SO I'M SUPPOSED TO BE
PROUD OF MYSELF?

YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE
SOMETHING.

I MEAN, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT THAT IS.

ALL I KNOW IS
I'M OKAY.

[ inhales ]

SO WHAT'S SO GREAT
ABOUT BEING OKAY?

MAYBE SOMETIMES
THINGS ARE BETTER THAN OKAY.

YEAH.

SOMETIMES.

DON'T GO.

- I HAVE TO.
- NO, YOU DON'T.

WHAT DO YOU
WANT ME TO DO?

I DON'T KNOW.
RUN--

CANADA, MEXICO,
WHATEVER.

SEX CHANGE,
SAY YOU'RE GAY.

ARE YOU COMING
WITH ME?

THEN I'M GOING BACK.

I'M CHOOSING TO GO BACK.

I MEAN, WHAT DO I GOTTA DO?
ANOTHER YEAR?

I CAN HANDLE THAT.

AND THEN WHAT?

SOMETHING ELSE.

SOMETHING BETTER,
I HOPE.

[ birds chirping ]

WHAT TIME DO YOU THINK
IT IS?

I SHOULD PROBABLY GO.

HANG ON.
HANG ON.

I KNOW IT'S STUPID,
RIGHT?

BUT JUST DON'T GO.

I MEAN, I GOTTA GO
TOMORROW

OR, LIKE, TODAY.

BUT I JUST KEEP THINKING,
"WHAT IF THIS IS IT?

WHAT IF THIS IS
ALL WE GET?"

WHEN YOU GET BACK,

CALL ME.

SAY IT.

I'LL CALL YOU.

"WHEN I GET BACK."

WHEN I GET BACK,

I WILL CALL YOU.

GOOD NIGHT, CASPER.

GOOD NIGHT, REBECCA.

[ instrumental music
playing ]

[ ballad playing ]

♪ WE SPENT A FEW DAYS

♪ SEEING HOW IT COULD BE

♪ BUT THE BRIGHT
SOUTHERN SKY ♪

♪ MADE IT TOO HARD
TO SEE ♪

♪ SO I PRAYED
TO THE WIND ♪

♪ THEN WE FLOATED AWAY

♪ BUT YOU KEPT
CLIMBING HIGHER ♪

♪ AND I JUST STAYED
THE SAME ♪

♪ AND I SEARCHED

♪ BUT I COULDN'T
FIND YOU ♪

♪ LOST IN THE SKY

♪ I COULDN'T FIND

♪ MY WAY

♪ AS MY VOICE

♪ STARTED TO BREAK

♪ FROM CALLING OUT

♪ YOUR NAME

♪ THEN SHE FLOATED
BACK DOWN ♪

♪ IT HAD BEEN
TOO MUCH TIME ♪

♪ SHE COULDN'T RECALL
THE SOUND ♪

♪ OF HER ECHOING NAME

♪ ON THE WIND

♪ YOU'LL SEE ME

♪ BUT WON'T RECOGNIZE

♪ MY FACE

♪ THE LINES POINTED

♪ IN DIFFERENT WAYS

♪ YOUR EYES WILL SEE

♪ SOMEONE NEW

♪ THE CAUSE HAS BEEN

♪ TO PROVE

♪ THAT TONIGHT

♪ OUR LOVE IS

♪ A MIGHTY FORTRESS

♪ AND NOTHING CAN
COMPLICATE THIS ♪

♪ AND NOTHING
CAN DIMINISH ♪

♪ THIS ECSTASY

♪ TONIGHT

♪ OUR LOVE IS

♪ A MIGHTY FORTRESS

♪ AND NOTHING CAN
AFFECT THIS... ♪