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- Aah! - Everyone up!

Come on!

Hands up where I can see 'em!

Everyone out!

Stay in a line!

Keep movin', ma'am!

Keep movin'!

Eyes front!

Come on!

I want everyone down on the ground.

Hands on your heads.

Interlock your fingers.

Give me your hands.

Anything in your pockets?

Don't look at me!

- Officer, excuse me.

- Let me see your hands!

- Officer, please, these are guests at my motel.

These guests are illegal in this country, ma'am.

So, why don't you get back inside

before I shut the whole place down.

- I want your badge number

and the name of your supervisor.

I mean, what are you even doing out here alone

in the middle of the night?

- Step out.

Step on down, ma'am.

On your knees.

You get your hands up

you put them on your head.

You keep 'em there

and you shut up.

On your feet!

Let's go!

Va monos!

Va monos!

Let's go.

Rapido!

To the Van!

Come on!

- Oh, well, look at this!

You actually managed to do something right

for a change.

Unh, unh, unh.

Why, agent Fowler.

You done plucked yourself a barrio flower.

- No! No!

No! No!

- No!

- Stand back!

Back! Back!

- Process the rest.

Calm down.

- No! No!

So who gave you the shiner?

- What was that?

The shiner!

Who the fuck gave you the shiner?

- Wayne Hernandez.

- Wayne Hernandez? - Yeah.

You fucking pussy!

Hey, wait.

Did you get my money?

You didn't get my money?

What the fuck good are you?

Why do I pay you?

- Come on! Move it!

Let's go!

- I'll take another shot at Wayne.

This time I'll bring along a few more boys.

- No, no, no, you've shit the bed enough already.

The only thing for me to do

- is call in El monstruo. - El monstruo?

Teddy, the guy's nothin' but a headcase.

I'm gonna go back.

But the mexes love him

like some kinda beaner superhero.

And he'll cool down Hernandez enough

for me to get my money.

Huh?

What?

I, I can't hear you!

- El monstruo.

He come for you.

For me?

Really?

Mamacita, you have no fucking idea

what you're talking about.

- Gabriella, go inside.

- Why?

It's my quinceanera!

- Gabriella, go inside.

Why are you being such a fucking dick?

Ugh!

- Teddy bear send you?

- Si.

- Collect what I owe, or else?

- Si.

- I don't have the money.

Is that gonna be a problem?

- Si.

- You're just doing a job.

You know, I don't want you to have to get hurt

for somebody else's cash.

- Daddy?

- Go. Inside.

- Daddy, I... - Gabriella!

I told you to get your fucking ass inside, now!

- Ugh! - Go inside!

Dad! Dad!

Papi!

Daddy, daddy, no!

Pa pa, papa.

- Goddammit, monstruo, your Mexican nonsense

is giving me a headache.

Take a walk, pancho!

Beat it!

- He, he bring his brother

hi, his eyes is no good.

- I don't care.

Do your fucking job.

Escort the gentleman.

- Turn around, please.

- You gonna hold that for me while I get my dick wet?

How's this work?

- I give you back after.

No!

Mama!

- Kaylee.

Kaylee. Kaylee!

- No, stop!

- Listen, Teddy, we've... - Uh, uh, uh.

It's papa bear.

Where's my sugar?

I am your fucking father.

So, show me that respect.

- Adoptive father.

We need some cash for some necessities.

Crib, diapers, clothing, stuff for the baby.

- What do you really need it for?

- I just told you.

- My finances are a mess right now

so money's a little tight, sweetie.

My black accountant's robbing me blind.

- Well, when's money not tight with you?

- Well, that's up to the monster.

Did you get my cash from Wayne or what?

Exactly how am I supposed to collect

from a dead guy?

- I had no choices, jefe Teddy.

Girl asked for her quince wish.

El monstruo honor old ways.

- That's it.

You're done.

A plan to get as far away from Teddy as possible

before he kills us!

What do you think that means?

- Get the fuck off me, I'm clean!

Where's Teddy keep his money?

It's gotta be in the taco shack, right?

- Monstruo.

If we are going to Mexico.

Forces Mexican girls to fuck gringos.

Was the champion of the fucking downtrodden or some shit!

I'm leaving.

You are hurting me.

- If you don't let me go now,

- That motherfucker won't take another thing from me.

I won't allow it.

And if you are too stupid

to see what an asshole Teddy is,

- Kaylee.

Kaylee!

Aah!

Jefe Teddy I am in troubles.

Senor Fowler do hurt to me.

Kaylee is gone.

Help me, por favor!

I wait for you

at garden villas motel.

This is El monstruo.

Kaylee. Kaylee.

- Dan, he...

Oh, god.

He needs the operation, like, real, real bad.

It's so scary, his condition

it's so serious.

And I don't want to lose him

it's just that time's run out.

And if you're certain that she's a match

and since there's no other option for us

then, yeah.

Take my daughter's kidney.

- Well, being the man of action

that I am, I put it all in motion

as soon as I received your frantic call.

You know?

- Oh, don't throw that away

just, just leave that right there.

I'll rinse it out.

I reuse them.

Well, uh, as you can see

from the medical record

your daughter is a perfect match

for your husband.

Same blood type, hla typing

eye color, favorite jelly beans

carpet, drapes.

I'm kidding, heh.

But, uh, you know, you couldn't ask

for a better set-up, medically speaking.

- Why is Kaylee helping us with this?

She hasn't even met us.

You and Dan are still her birth parents.

She's a good kid.

- It's, it's only because our backs

are against the wall on this thing.

Look, it's handled.

Kaylee is on board

so take a yes for a yes already.

- Alright.

Let me just...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I mean, this'll be a fine start

but how many ones are in there?

Oh, you know what?

We'll just call it a down payment.

- No.

This is the amount we agreed on.

I got every cent tied up in this business

plus we've still got to pay for Daniel's transplant.

- Let's be clear, okay?

This money is for Kaylee, not for me.

It's for her future.

So, are you trying to help your daughter?

Or are you trying to screw her over?

Again?

- No, no, of course not.

You're right, you're right.

- Okay. Done deal!

Now, find a bag for this cash

and meet me out front, I gotta walk past

all these shitbirds you let live here.

- Hey, Teddy, um, I need your word

everything's gonna be okay.

- Jesus, crystal, how many illegals you got here?

I don't want to see Kaylee hurt, so.

Maybe I should, uh, see her or something?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Kaylee was very clear about never

never meeting you and Dan.

It would be too hard on her.

- I guess that's understandable.

- On the bright side, you're still

saving Dan's life, so.

I mean, you are getting a kidney.

Sweet deal!

- Dan.

Dan? Dan!

God. Fuck!

- Honey, it's not what it looks like.

- Dan, what the hell are you doin'?

Geez, come on.

Why did you tape this shit?

What the fuck, Dan?

- Playin' Edward 40-hands, looks like I lost.

- Where'd you even get the money for all this shit?

Change jars you've been hoarding.

Are you?

Dan, we need every single cent for your treatment.

- Come on, honey, it's not like

you wouldn't sneak a drink or two

if you were dyin' on me, right?

- Dan, you're not dyin'.

I got you a kidney.

I found a donor.

Daniel, you've got a new lease on life.

- What?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I was as good as dead, where'd it come from?

- It doesn't matter where it came from.

It's, it's a perfect match!

- No, no, no, no, no!

- Dan.

Dan! Dan!

- I had just come to terms with this shit!

- Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it. Stop it.

You are not giving up on me, Dan!

- You know what your problem is?

I'll tell you.

You can't give up on anything

even when it's time.

And that's why we live with all this shit.

I mean, what?

Who, who, who has an answering machine

let alone in original packing?

- You cannot claim the warranty

if you do not have the box.

- That's what I'm trying to tell you, sweetie.

That's what I've been trying to say

is my warranty expired a long time ago

so let it go.

- I can't, Dan.

Oh, baby, baby, come here.

Listen to me now.

Listen, listen.

Listen to me, okay?

You know, the hardest thing for me,

what's killing me?

It's not this.

It's knowing that you,

that you'll be alone because of my weakness.

And then I made you

give our baby daughter away.

- Oh, no, no, no, don't say that.

That was, that was...

That was for her own good, Dan.

We were never gettin' sober.

- Well, you did!

You did!

B-But I...

- Shit. - You tried.

But, hey, there's more time now.

You could beat this.

- Baby, have you ever thought that,

maybe this is just who I am?

Maybe at the end of the day this is all I am?

- A fuck-up! - Ohh, Dan.

Listen, maybe, when you get better,

we call Kaylee

and maybe she'll want to meet us.

Because, you know, she's older now.

- Wouldn't that be nice?

- Kaylee that would be, yeah.

I think that's something I need.

We both need that.

And I'm sorry.

I love you.

I love you, baby.

I love you.

And you found a kidney!

You found a kidney!

You know what this calls for?

A celebration.

'Cause this kidney is shot.

Right?

- Dan.

I gotta go out and run errands for a bit, honey.

You watch the desk for me?

Oh, my god!

Pick up the phone, pick up the phone, pick up the phone.

Yeah?

- She's fucking pregnant, asshole!

- Who's this? - You know who this is!

Lady, you got me confused with somebody else.

Wrong number or something.

- Teddy, don't you pull this shit.

She's fucking pregnant.

Kaylee's pregnant.

- Call it off. - Hey!

For the record, I got no idea who you are

or what you're talking about.

- Oh, my god!

What the fuck!

Okay, lady, I can see you're confused.

And even if I acted as if I knew what you were talking about

and believe me, I don't have the slightest fucking clue

this pregnant chick probably considered the risks

before she signed on.

- Well, I'm not signed on!

Call it off!

I gotta say,

this seems like a very last-minute call.

Last-minute calls yield last-minute results.

- What the hell does that mean?

If I had to take a guess

it means that whatever you're talking about

is probably already in motion.

Leave me alone!

- Jesus! Fuck!

Oh, my god.

Crystal, we've done enough damage to our baby girl.

She won't suffer anymore on my account.

It's time to let her go.

Crystal, we've done enough damage

to our baby girl.

She won't suffer anymore on my account.

It's time to let her go.

- You alright?

Do I need to, like, sign something?

Listen, I, I don't know what this looks like to you

but this woman right here is my wife

who I love.

- Jefe Teddy, I am in troubles.

Kaylee is gone!

Help me, por favor!

I wait for you at garden villas motel.

This is El monstruo.

- Fuck!

- Kaylee. Kaylee.

Huh!

- You looking for Kaylee?

Couple of guys took her in room 101.

Kay-Lee!

- Gracias, padre.

- Nessa. Nessa.

Yo, nessa.

I'm at the prison.

- Mmm-hmm. - This shit is fucked.

I can't go through with this shit.

You should've thought of that before you decided

to embezzle that man's money.

Don't you be calling me up and giving me

this nessa baby bullshit now!

We already talked about this!

- He's still my boy. - Mmm-hmm.

- I don't want to fuck him over again.

Oh, look, we're way past

your little guilty feelings, Keith.

Randy's a motherfuckin' gangster

and on top of that, he'd do anything to help us out.

You know it and I know it, so get a hold

of yourself and handle your business.

Teddy haynes threatened your children, Keith.

Threatened your family, in your own home.

So, pretend like you a man and fix this!

- Ey, yo, Keith! - You wetting your pants

- right now. - Shit.

You wettin' the bed right now.

- Randy! My boy!

That for me?

Damn, man, you all freeway Ricky

whippin' 'round in this Lex.

You pushing that major weight now?

- Nah, man.

I went legit.

Became an accountant.

- Oh, yeah? You?

Legit?

Damn, man!

Knowing where we came from, what we grew up in.

Proud of you, brother, proud as fuck, man!

- How's your moms doing, man?

Are we heading over there for dinner or what?

Mmm, been craving octavia's chitlins like a mug, yo!

How's your pops doin', man?

Lil' ray ray?

Get-rite?

Shampoo?

Been too long since I seen them homies!

Compton ain't ready for my homecoming, Keith!

Compton ain't ready!

- Why the fuck do you have a motherfucking

swastika tattoo on your face?

- Here we go.

- Oh, so you got a problem with black people now?

You know, I'll bust you in your motherfuckin' head.

- So what, man?

I get a little ink in the can

and we ain't best buds?

Threaten me with physical violence?

Goddamn!

You made it out to the burbs

you still paranoid white man's out to get you.

You wanna see the real racist shit?

The real racist shit, man?

Try doing 11 fucking years in prison

for your best friend, homie!

Prison, man.

Prison is one never-ending goddamn race war.

In walks never-had-a-racist-thought-in-his-life-Randy,

the dude who'd fuck with everybody.

The total opposite of a racist.

Put simply, Keith, I ain't no fuckin' racist!

Oh, shit, you got a kid?

- Yeah, two girls and a boy.

- Damn, man!

Three little bouncing baby keiths!

They got some shiny-ass domes like you too, brother.

Shit, man, me and nessa gotta give 'em

some iil' cousins to play with.

- Nessa?

- Yeah, nessa.

My boo, dawg!

Time to get serious, you know?

Start building a family and shit.

Boy, we were some wild asses.

Remember that time me, you, and nessa snorted

all her uncle's meds?

Broke into that gym pool?

- Nah, I don't remember that.

- I gifted nessa my virginity on top

of the diving board that night.

Dove straight into that fat ass.

Best goddamned night of my life.

So, uh, yo.

About nessa.

Damn, homie, you alright?

- I get it, Keith.

Really, I do, man.

Kinda knew nessa was just a fantasy to keep me going.

I never fuckin' thought she'd marry you!

Look, man, it just happened.

- Honestly, if she had to find someone

I guess I'm glad it's my best fuckin' friend.

So, how old is your oldest kid then?

- Man, we don't need to get into that right now.

- Just tell me, man.

Nathan turns 11 next week.

- Eleven!

Y'all must have found each other pretty quick

after I went away then, huh?

That's, that's really beautiful, man.

Listen, I'm gonna dip out, man, walk around

clear my head a little bit.

I'll find my own way back to Compton.

- Yo.

You cannot walk around with that shit on your face.

Especially in this neighborhood.

You mean this Mexican neighborhood, Keith?

Every latino's gotta be vatos locos?

Come on, man!

These is hard-working, salt of the earth folks.

You fuckin' racist.

What's up, homies?

Eh, where do you think you're at, man?

Ah, it's cool ese, I'm down with you vatos.

- Dumbass fucking peckerwood.

Hey, you lost, homie?

- Come on, man.

- Fuck you! - Keith!

Argh! Keith!

- Damn!

- I'll be the first to admit

most dudes with swastika tattoos are assholes.

Them fools didn't even hear my side

of the story though, man!

- Man, everybody hate Nazis.

I'm pretty sure it's the one thing

all motherfuckers agree on.

- This is bad, dude!

This is really fuckin' bad!

What the fuck am I gonna do?

I'm a pariah!

- Man, don't worry about that shit, you'll be alright.

- Are you fuckin crazy?

I ain't gonna last a goddamn night!

- Oh, so you're just gonna disrespect me now?

You don't think I already got this shit planned out?

We boys!

- For real?

Shit, man, my bad.

Hit me with that plan now, homie!

- First we gonna get you home,

get some chitlins and rice in you.

Then get you the best tattoo removal in the city

and best believe that bill's already paid for!

- That's the Keith I've been talkin' 'bout!

That's my boy!

Yeah, son!

- Shit sounds good! - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Alright. Alright.

Hey, but first, we gotta make this one little move.

Roll through this spot real quick.

Number one, back the fuck off.

Number two, you scared my wife!

And I don't play that shit.

You owe her an apology.

I'm gonna chill right here while you make the call.

And finally, I'm done being your fucking accountant.

Here's my notice.

File your own fucking taxes, asshole!

And if you got a problem with any of this

my Aryan homeboy right here will be happy

to gas chamber your ass!

- Damn, g!

That's some pretty salty shit

from a pencil-dick embezzling dead motherfucker

such as yourself.

- Hey, rando, handle that business.

Teddy bear.

Mr. Haynes, would you excuse me for a moment

while I briefly confer with my associate?

- I mean, we're on Keith's schedule here.

He knows what's gonna happen

if I don't get my money by the end of the week.

Don't you, Keith?

So my office is your office.

- Dude, what the fuck was that?

I needed you to scare him!

- You do not scare Teddy bear haynes.

Man, what the fuck are you mixed up in?

- Teddy?

Just some pooh-butt who runs a taco stand, man.

Drives a fucking miata!

Did you see that shit?

- Man, you could not be more wrong, brother.

- You remember uh-uh from Greenleaf?

- Remember how many fuckin' pieces of him they found?

- Yeah. And?

- That was Teddy being chill, man!

- That's Teddy?

- Bein' chill.

- Oh, shit.

- I've been saying, dawg! - Fuck this shit!

- That's what I'm sayin', man!

We gotta Swayze the fuck out of here right now, man.

Let's get the fuck out of here!

- So, what did you boys decide?

Did you two pull any grand schemes

out of each other's assholes

while I was in the pisser?

I didn't think so.

Now we all know Keith doesn't have a chance in hell

of getting me my money!

Don't we, Keith?

So here's what you're gonna do for me.

- UN-unh.

I'm sorry, brother.

I got two strikes and a swastika tattoo,

ain't no fuckin' way

I'm helping you kidnap some poor girl.

- Come on, homie, you heard him.

It's a simple two-man gig.

- I don't think you realize what you're asking me, Keith!

I can't go back there, man!

You think prison's a fucking joke?

Think this shit was fucking optional?

Jesus, dawg!

Man, can't we just stick with the plan?

Let's go home, dawg.

Eat some chitlins and rice.

See about getting this Nazi bullshit

lazed off my goddamn face!

- This motherfucker threatened my family, man.

I go to school to pick up little Nate, he ain't there.

I'm freaking out.

I'm calling his teachers, the neighbors.

I come home, guess who I find

in the kitchen, in the breakfast nook

helping little Nate out with his multiplication tables?

- Motherfucker.

Keith, don't fuck with me here, man.

You steal money from Teddy bear haynes?

- Nah, man.

Alright then.

- Hot in here.

Ain't you hot?

Throw this on, homie.

- Keith.

What the fuck is this supposed to do?

You can see pussy through them things

you're sure as shit gonna see my face!

Yo, you gotta get your head right, man.

Before this shit pops off.

- I'm straight.

I'm straight.

- Didn't I tell you to put that baby chair in the trunk?

Where we supposed to put the girl, huh?

Damn, man!

Act like you done this before!

Pop the trunk!

Look, man, I'MMA tell you right now.

Cops show up, they're gonna have to kill me.

I'm not going back to no fuckin' cage.

Matter of fact, give me the strap, come on.

Give me the strap!

- Yo, man, what happened to you in there?

- Go time, son!

- What the fuck?

You using heroin while you're pregnant?

Drop that needle, junkie!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Fuck! Shit!

- Yo, man, is she alright?

- You never hit someone that hard dude.

What was you thinking?

- Don't fuck with me.

Is she gonna die?

- I don't know.

She ain't looking too fuckin' good though.

- Shit.

If she dies, we gotta dump her ass.

- Dump her?

Keith!

This is a human being we're talking about here, man.

With a fuckin' smaller human being inside of her!

We ain't dumpin' shit.

Ah, fuck!

Stop the car!

- Help!

Get back here!

- Hurry the fuck up, man!

- Goddammit, dude! - Come on, lazy!

She's getting away!

- Help!

- Goddamn, didn't you run track in high school?

I did the high jump!

I think I'm gonna pass out quick!

I think I'm gonna pass out.

Help!

- Goddammit.

This is too much stress!

I got hypertension, dawg!

Hey, girl

if we let you go

none of this shit ever happened.

- Keith, you let her go, Teddy kills your whole family.

Think about it, man.

- We're all dead if you take me back to the taco shack.

He'll kill you both before he pays you shit!

- Alright, hold up.

Change of plan.

- Bro, why are we stopping here?

- We need a place to lay low.

And we know my spot ain't safe.

I'MMA get nessa and the kids to meet us here

and we can all just get the fuck out of town, asap.

- So I'll just get out here then.

I'll let you two sort your shit out.

- No.

No, no, no, no.

It's not safe for you out there.

Who knows how many people Teddy's got looking for your ass.

Bullshit, Keith.

You ain't looking out for her, man!

I love you, dawg, but you a amateur, man.

Only way Teddy kills us is if we don't finish this thing.

It's shitty, man, I know!

I didn't even wanna do this

but now, it's her, or it's nessa and the kids.

You choose, homie.

- Look, I'll take her back to that shitheel myself

and handle another one of your fuck-ups, again.

Since you obviously ain't about this life, man.

- No, fuck that.

We're staying put.

- Keith, I'm done fucking around!

You ain't getting nessa killed over this bullshit!

I ain't gonna have it.

Start the fucking car

let's get her to the fucking taco shack

before I black the fuck out on you!

I mean it, dawg!

- Give me the fucking gun, man.

Get the car out of sight.

And you, with me.

Lost your goddamn mind, man!

Pointing a fuckin' gun at me!

Hey, um, listen

my, uh, wife and I, we need a room for the night.

You alright?

Do I need to, like, sign something?

Listen, I, I don't know what this looks like to you

but, but this woman right here is my wife

who I love.

Come on.

Get your ass inside.

I'm about to call nessa, get her and the kids down here.

Uh, you, you okay?

Is that a pregnancy thing or a heroin thing?

- The fucking baby's coming!

- Oh, shit, man.

I'm telling you, bro, we gotta get her to the taco shack

before the fucking baby comes out.

I'm not going back there!

- We gotta get her ass to a hospital.

- Oh, you wanna go to the hospital?

- I wanna go to the hospital.

- You wanna just do me a favor and drop me at the fuckin'

police station on the way there?

Think she'll have any trouble

picking me out of a line-up?

- I don't give a fuck about you, you Nazi prick!

- Ma'am, not cool calling me a Nazi.

You don't know my struggle.

- Something's wrong.

- Ooh.

Alright, homie

I appreciate you trying to go all the way

to the wall for me and my family

but we need to get her ass to the hospital before she dies.

You don't want that on your hands.

And you damn sure don't want

her baby's death on your hands.

That ain't the Randy I know.

Come on.

Come on, dawg, help me out.

Let's get out of here.

- Man, fuck!

- I guess I'm going back to the pen after all.

Kaylee!

- Ah, hell, tell me she ain't fucking dead!

- She's just passed out.

Calm down!

- What the fuck are you guys doing with my daughter?

- Hey, yo, it ain't what it looks like, chief.

- Jefe Teddy, we take to doctor!

- Excellent idea, mon.

Everybody else stay right where you are.

Monstruo, grab Kaylee and let's vamos.

- You are not taking her anywhere.

- Why'd you lie to me?

- Whoa, crystal.

Dan is gonna be just fine

and our deal is still intact.

- I would've never done this without Kaylee's consent.

What kind of sick motherfucker are you anyway?

- Oh, I'm the sick motherfucker?

'Cause last time I checked, you and Dan were

the fuckin' junkie dickheads who sold your daughter!

You know what,

why the fuck am I arguing with any of you people?

Monstruo, let's go.

I ain't gonna ask again, you fuckin' idiot.

No fucking Spanish!

- Fuck you!

- You know Spanish?

- Amazing what you learn getting turned out

by the Latin kings.

- Monstruo!

Monstruo!

- Hey, monstruo!

- No, no, no, no, no!

Hey, hey, hey, don't even fucking think about it!

- Shit! Shit!

Fuck! Shit!

- Yo, Keith, where're you going, dawg?

- What's up, man?

Oh, my god!

I think you got shot!

- Oh, shit, I did!

- Did I get shot?

- Well, it's just an arm.

Thank god it's just the arm, player!

- Vamanos!

Let's go! Let's go!

- Aagh! - Are you coming?

Hold up, I'm coming!

- So much bloods.

- Fuck!

Hey, we gotta hit up that hospital after all.

- There's no time.

- I'm sorry. - No time?

I don't give a fuck!

We need a hospital for my boy!

- Don't listen to him.

You know what'll happen, if we don't get there.

Teddy'll kill the girl, sell the baby.

Hey, Randy.

I did steal that motherfucker's money.

I lied.

- Yeah, no shit.

Goddammit!

- So, we go in, find the girl

kill that motherfucker Teddy and everybody else!

Got anything I can beat his ass with?

Check the back!

- You got some dangerous shit buried back here.

- I do all the maintenance at the hotel.

- Alright.

What is this place?

- Teddy pimps girls out here.

- Teddy's a pimp?

- Dude's a fucking kiddie pimp!

Lowest sack of shit on earth!

- But.

You don't think Kaylee was ever down here, right?

- Kaylee?

- He's okay!

He's okay!

- Shh.

- Are you okay?

You think you can stand?

- Uh, um, maybe?

- I don't think he's coming back.

Oh, fuck!

We ain't leaving just yet.

- Monstro!

Come on!

Come on, we gotta go!

Get up!

- Fuck you, man. - Get up!

Okay, okay.

Kaylee, wait,

where do you think you're going?

Huh?

I'm, I'm gonna find you!

I'm gonna eat your fucking baby!

- Aah.

Monstruo?

Monstruo?

- Monstruo didn't make it.

I'm sorry.

Why're you wearing that mask?

- He asked me to carry on the legacy.

Hope it's alright with you.

He wanted to leave monstruo nino out of it.

- You know, once you put it on you can never take it off.

- That's perfect!

I never want to see my fucking face again anyway.

- Hey.

You can beat this.

You owe it to the baby to get clean.

You're just so beautiful.

- Are you my mom?

I could really use some help.