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(dance music playing softly)

(computer chimes)

(keys clacking)

(computer chimes)

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(swishes, gulps)

(sighs)

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(keys clacking)

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(quietly) Come on, come on.

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Bitch!

(slurping)

(can crunches, clanks)

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(upbeat electronic music)

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(mellow music)

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Alltime highs, bitch!

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(engine revving)

Wow. Oh, my Golook at this.

Look.

Isn't that that dishwasher kid that you worked with?

Yeah, the creepy one who was in love with me.

Yo, is this for real?

I mean, he was always going on and on about this Bitcoin.

(video game gunfire)

Fuck, I wish I'd listened to him.

(muffled shouting)

Oh...fuckin' Bitcoin, huh?

(horn honking in distance)

(controller clatters)

(keys tapping)

Yo, you still have his number?

Hey! Yeah, it's Lindsay.

How are you?

I was just, you know, I was thinking about you,

just wondering how you were doing.

Um, me? I'mI'm good.

Recently single, you know.

Yeah, Cory was a fucking dick. You were right.

(dog barking in distance) (quietly) What the fuck?

Listen, I was just wondering if...

maybe you'd want to teach me more

about, like, Bitcoin and stuff?

It's just... it's so complicated.

Oh, yeah? Yeah. Come by work.

Okay, I'd love that.

Great. CORY: Yes.

Babe, I love you so much.

Mm. Yeah. Thank you.

(grunts)

What?

What's wrong?

(sighs)

Just don't hurt him, okay?

(scoffs quietly) He's...

(sighs)

Annoying but harmless.

Babe, he'll be fine, okay?

It's just a few fuckin' Bitcoins.

Yeah.

Hey, think about us, okay?

Do you think we're ever gonna be able to buy a house

making the money that we make?

(scoffs)

Do you think we're gonna be able to afford a child?

You...want to have a child with me?

Well, II mean, not now, but...

Yeah.

But one day, you know, hopefully.

It's just...

I'm tired of living paycheck to paycheck.

Yeah. Yeah.

I love you, baby. I love you, too.

(both huff softly)

Fuck.

I can't believe that fuckin' idiot said yes.

(Lindsay laughs) Ooh.

He thought you were going for him?

(Lindsay laughing) Come on.

You're obviously only into handsome men.

Oh, yeah, obviously. Very obviously.

(breathes deeply) (lighter clicks, clatters)

PATRON: Thanks. LINDSAY: Bye, guys.

Have a good night.

(dishes clattering, bell rings)

Hey, why don't you leave early tonight?

You sure? Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I'll, um, I'll clean everything up.

All right. Sure.

Okay.

(upbeat music playing)

SINGER: ♪ With you, darling... ♪

(sighs)

Yo, can you turn the car on?

It's fuckin' cold in here.

Fuck.

Bro.

(phone buzzes) (sighs)

CORY: I thought I told you to turn your phone off.

Did you? I thought you meant silent.

Why would I tell you to put your phone on silent?

So it doesn't ring during the holdup, like at a theater.

At a theater? No. Okay.

I asked you to turn it off

because your phone has GPS tracking.

Like, the cops, they could look at your map account

and see where you were.

Wha... CORY: Like, right here.

During the robbery.

Oh, fuck. Oh, God.

What do you want me to do about it?

I want you to listen to me when I tell you to do something.

I'm sorry, maybe you should've explained to be a little bit

I didn't know I needed to explain myself.

Well, clearly, you did have to explain, because now

I'm like a fuckin' asshole... Okay.

With the fuckin' GPS on my phone,

and the cops could see where

CORY: Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up.

(engine revving) (tires squealing)

(dance music playing)

MAC: Is that him?

No, it's the other guy in town who owns a Lamborghini.

There's two guys?

It's a pretty fuckin' nice car.

CORY: Yeah, it's sick.

God, he's a douche.

MAC: Fuckin' dumb shoes.

(bell rings)

Hey. Hi.

How are you?

Good. Good. (Lindsay chuckles)

Oh, yeah. (Lindsay laughs)

Uh, let me just go close up, okay?

Yeah.

Okay. All right. Let's go.

Ooh, fuck, yeah.

Fuck, yeah, fuck, yeah, fuck, yeah.

All right. Fuck, yeah.

Let's do this. All right.

So how have you been?

(laughs) Uh, good, yo, you know.

Just livin' the dream.

Yeah?

It's crazy. MANNY: Oh, shit!

Is that Dishwasher Dan?

What's good, baby? MANNY: What's up, baby?

Yo. I thought you left.

No, I was taking a huge dump.

So what's up, dawg?

Man, wish I listened to you about that Bitcoin shit.

You gotta take me on a spin in that Lambo.

(bell rings)

Hands in the fucking air! LINDSAY: Oh, my God!

MAC: You fuckin' heard him! Hands up!

(smashing) CORY: Hey, man.

Don't make me blow your fuckin' head off.

Hands are up. Where's the Bitcoin, huh?

Just give us the Bitcoin, and we'll get out of here.

It wasit was it was in the computer.

(Lindsay panting) MAC: What?

It's in the what?

DAN: It's in the computer in the hard drive.

CORY: Bullshit!

It's notnot bullshit.

Okay, uh, Bitcoin is a consensus network

Blah, blah, blah, consensus, blah, blah, blah!

Don't try and fuckin' smarttalk

your way out of this, man.

We want this, okay? We want the Bitcoins!

Okay, Ithat's a drawing.

There's no coins.

There'sthat there's no coins.

Well, then how the fuck do we get 'em?

Um, okay, well, first, you'd have to establish

a Bitcoin wallet it's a 16digit address

and then I could get my computer.

II can put it on

How the fuck can we get them right fucking now?

Okay, I'll give you the hard drive!

Fuckin' fuck!

DAN: Jesus, fuck, man!

CORY: Fuck. Get the goddamn laptop.

And you, empty the register.

We didn't agree to that.

(quietly) What?

Cory?

Uh, no.

Who's Cory?

Yeah, who the fuck is Cory, man?

Are you still dating this fool?

Lindsay.

If you were hard up for money,

I said I could help you out, but you gotta start

making better decisions with your life.

CORY: Okay, shut the fuck up, okay?

I don't know who no "Cory" is.

Hey, hey, all right.

Just take it easy, man.

All right?

Don't do anything stupid.

There's no point going to jail over this Bitcoin shit.

You don't even know what it is.

MAC: Shut up, dude!

We told you to shut the fuck up!

No, we're all struggling here!

You want me to blow your fuckin' head off?

It's not easy for anybody! Fuck you!

Fuck you! Shut the fuck up! DAN: Excuseexcuse me.

Sorry, uh, if you guys want Bitcoin,

III can get youI can get you fuckin' Bitcoin, okay?

I can give you some, all right?

(all panting)

And I guarantee you, the value is just gonna...

(whistles)

Just crazy.

I mean, fuck, man, I was washing dishes back there

a year ago look at me now, okay?

You want a Lamborghini?

Youyou want that shit?

(panting)

Bro, it is the ticket out of this shithole life.

Okay?

So put theput the guns down.

(whispers) Okay.

Fuck. Jesus.

(phone buzzes) Oh.

(gun cocks) (gunshot)

(gasping)

(whimpers) Oh, my God.

(ringtone playing) LINDSAY: Why did you...

why did...

Mac, what the fuck, man?

This is exactly why I thought

I was supposed to have my phone on silent, man!

CORY: Fuck. Fuck! (Lindsay hyperventilating)

CORY: Linds, grab some towels and

LINDSAY: Oh, no, Cory, I am done with you!

Okay? I'm fucking done!

CORY: Linds! MAC: Fuck her, bro.

Let's just take the Lambo, all right?

CORY: Mac, shut the fuck up. MAC: Dude!

Where are you going?

Bro, come back!

Bro!

(parts shattering)

(dramatic music)

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DAN: Alltime highs, bitch!