Original subtitles

("Dallas Beltway" by Chat Pile playing)

(song fades)

(brushing teeth)

(spits)

- Here you go.

[water flows]

[distant dog barks]

(giggles)

Here. You want a treat?

(sinister music)

(car engine)

(car door closes)

(car beeps)

(sigh)

(car door closes)

(machine sounds)

(parts clanking)

(intercom beeps)

- Leon?

Is Leon out there?

(parts clanking)

(whistle)

- Hi, son.

(heavy music)

(car engine)

- Mom's back.

(car door closes)

(knocks)

- Beck!

Sonny!

Sonny!

You can't let him run around town like a wild animal!

He's gonna get run over!

(machine sounds)

(thud)

- I don't give a shit.

- I know.

I don't care.

- Oh, fuck that, Steve!

- Okay.

Okay.

Thank you, man.

- Have a good weekend.

Come by, we'll take the boat out.

- Leon!

How's your dad?

- I don't know. You've seen him.

- Yeah. He looks like shit.

- Yeah.

- How about your mom, does she come around any?

(Greer groans)

-You are so worthless!

You can't even take care of them anymore!

Beck needs me, his mom.

- You'll never see us again!

- We don't talk about her. She does her own thing.

I haven't seen her in a while.

- Your dad and I go way back.

I'd do anything for him, which means I'd do anything for you.

- Yeah.

(spray gun)

(car door closes)

(engine starts)

(heavy music)

(car drives away)

(water splashes)

(easy guitar)

(skateboard scraping on sidewalk)

- Hey, what's up?

- Oh, what's up, Beck?

- You want some cookies? I got some.

- Oh, sure.

- I can't tell if I really like these.

- Same.

- Is that your mom over there?

- Nah, that's just some crazy lady.

- Yeah.

- Probably gonna head out.

(water splashes)

(machine sounds)

(heavy metal music)

- What's going on ladies?

No, nothing?

(sighs heavily)

- Jesus Christ! Walking in here, it smelled like

somebody took a fucking dump on the ground.

- I swear to God, Vance.

- Just new and exciting ways that you fucking blow my mind

every day with this fucking trash, man.

- Dog shit on rye bread boys.

- Goodness fucking gracious.

- I mean, we all know your fucking family eats shit.

(laughs)

- Shoveling turds into your fucking mouth.

Garbage. Garbage.

Whole family. Your whole family fucking trash, man.

- Fuck. It's unbelievable, honestly.

A bunch of fucking garbage people. Shit-eating assholes, man.

Family fucking recipe.

It's coming out of their pores at this point, man.

Fucking...

(inhales)

...certain smell, man.

- You got beans on that uh,

that adorable little mustache of yours.

(laughs)

- I hear I'm gonna be your new step dad.

Hey, what, what do you think about that?

- I bet it makes him feel fucking weird, dude.

- How's it feel to know I'm gonna be wiping your ass?

Giving ya, giving ya baths.

(laughs)

Getting between the cracks.

Mmm.

Taking your mom,

to pound town.

(laughs)

- See you Vance.

- All right man.

- See you out there.

- Bye, Leon!

Bye, Leon!

- I miss you already.

(chair scraping the floor)

(sigh)

(laughs)

(gun cocking)

(birds chirping)

- Fire in the hole.

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(black metal music)

(engine noise)

(car door shuts)

(music fades)

(suspenseful music)

(whistle)

(whistle)

(whistle)

(Suspenseful music builds)

You hear that?

- I don't hear anything.

- Listen.

(whistling)

(thumping)

- Uhmmmm

(easy guitar music)

- Come on.

- Hi.

(Laughs)

Why does mom want me to leave with her?

Because your young and she misses you.

- Does she not miss you and dad?

No.

- Do you think dad misses her?

- Yeah. I think he wants it to be

the way it used to be.

- Yeah.

(easy guitar music)

(machine sounds)

- Who said?

- Some kids from the river.

- Hey, hey, hey.

(machine sounds)

- Hey! What's up Presley?

- Ziese.

- Good to see you, man.

- Have you had lunch?

Yeah.

I went to The Princess.

- You went to The Princess, next fucking door

for lunch?

- I was right here, you didn't fucking call me.

- I don't have shit in this fucking place to eat.

- You know,

might have some cough drops in my pocket.

- Oh fuck off!

Shouldn't you be out arresting somebody

or something.

- Still on my lunch break.

- Shit.

Man, what about Bobby?

- Nothing, Still nothing.

Hit and runs are tough, right?

- Do you still think it's someone from around here?

- Probably.

- You got anyone in mind?

- Fuck! Have you seen my guys?

- Next time I'm out here we should grab lunch.

- You better, fucker.

- (Chuckles) You give me a call.

("Davis" by Chat Pile playing)

(Intercom beeps)

- Listen up MoFos. Can I have your attention?

Dock party at my place tonight.

- Are you okay, Dad?

- I think I'm just tired or something.

Yeah.

- Wait for your brother.

(car door closes)

(footsteps)

(Cash registers beep)

("Face" by Chat Pile playing)

(Key pad beeps)

(footsteps)

- What'd you do today?

- Everything, What'd you do?

(dogs barking)

- Mom came over today.

- Did you talk to her?

No, I hid. Dad was asleep.

- Don't worry about it.

(heavy music)

(footsteps)

(truck door closes)

(truck fires up)

(car passes)

(heavy music)

[car passes]

(heavy music)

(heavy music continues)

(news on television)

(dripping water)

(laughing)

(shouts)

(shouts)

(splashing)

uhh

(laughing)

- Go!

[giggling]

- Go. Do it again.

- I have all control

- Really?

- Yeah [giggles]

- Oh! I see a rainbow

(car approaches)

(car door opens)

(car door closes)

- Hi baby! You look so big.

- Hey Mom.

I don't wanna leave with you.

I wanna stay here with Leon and dad.

(cicadas)

(front door closes)

- He doesn't want anything to do with you.

- Why do you hate me so much?

(exhale)

Where's your dad?

You know he's not here.

- I'm taking him with me next week,

we're getting out of here

- Leaving with the psycho?

- Psycho?

He's not psycho, Leon.

He's sweet.

- Dalton is not sweet

- What's your problem?

I'm your mom.

You don't even know him Leon.

(light guitar music)

(humming)

(bag rustles)

- You're lucky you don't have to see mom and dad like this.

You wouldn't recognize them.

It's pretty out here

I love you Bobby.

("Lake Time (Mr. Rodan)" by Chat Pile playing)

Yeah, we haven't been down here in the last year

and a fucking half.

Tornado fucking came through.

Took out my tram.

Took half the roof off my house

- Mother Nature's a fucking bitch!

- Fucking sucks!

(indistinct chatter)

(mumbling)

(laughing)

- The guy was mowing the grass next door.

Okay. Yeah.

And I thought he killed him because his went boom

He stopped mowing

I said, You fucking killed my neighbor

Oh shit

Come have sex with my wife man (laughing)

- Woo! (laughs)

(cheering)

- That was awesome!

(laughing)

That's how we do it!

That's how we do it on my lake, man!

(laughs) That's how we do it out here!

Just hanging out!

(splash)

- It's a warm day that's for damn sure.

- Damn sure.

- Well, we made it home bitches!

- Pop that open.

- Hell yeah.

Jump right around.

Appreciate it.

No problem we'll go right in here.

(door opens)

- Oh, feels so good.

Wooo!

[laughing]

I wanna jump in the fucking lake again, man.

- This is where the magic happens guys.

I'm in to my suppressor's

Love the fucking pistol suppressors.

Rifle suppressor

Full auto.

Love my tactical shit,

but man there's something that beats

all this shit to hell.

It's fucking awesome

It changed my life

- This is some fucking shit, man.

- This is like some True Lies shit over here Ziese

(Safe opens)

(laughing)

It's called fucking thermal.

(laughing) - Oh my god!

Thermal picks up any vehicle signature,

human,

animal

It's suppressed

it's got a sight on the side

that way during the day time

you can pick up your target.

It is fucking unbelievable.

- Jesus Christ!

I wanna put my fucking dick in that gun, man

- Dude!

- Fucking sick!

- Be careful with that daddy.

- Feels amazing.

Dude, you're making me fucking kind of nervous.

- You'll be alright.

(laughing) Oh shit!

- Dude, that shit ain't fucking funny.

- Kidding.

- Joking. Joking.

Hey! Get back to the fucking party assholes.

(laughs)

(laughs)

(Safe door closes)

(Clock ticking)

(Door opens)

Hey oh!

You home?

(clock chimes)

(Flies)

(ambient music)

(door closes)

(clock chimes)

(truck engine)

("Crawlspace" by Chat Pile playing)

(shuts off truck)

(cicadas)

(Machine sounds)

(footsteps)

(truck door opens)

(truck door closes)

- Hey dad.

- Doing alright?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

- We kinda need a new vehicle don't we?

- I think we're doing alright.

I don't know about that.

We do the best we can.

Yeah.

(Truck starts)

("Crawlspace" continues)

(music fades)

- What?

- Are you at least gonna pop the trunk?

- No, it's jammed.

Just throw it in the backseat.

- You'll be alright.

(Car door opens)

(door closes)

I still wanna get out of this place

even if Beck won't come with me.

- I just got one more thing to do first

- Just don't do anything scary.

- That's part of the fun

No?

- It's a

Ziese's place, it should be easy.

- Think I just need a little help this time.

- Nope, leave me out of it.

- Yeah. Don't worry about it.

(car fires up)

(Black Metal music)

(acoustic guitar music)

(truck starting)

(Truck roars by)

(Police siren)

- I've been working on this for a while now.

It's not very good.

(strums ukulele)

(June singing)

- Are you not cold dude?

(June's song continues)

(Car passes)

(June's song continues)

(peaceful music playing)

Arms up.

There you go.

I wanna do it.

You wanna do it?

Yeah!

You wanna go to the water?

Okay. Does this feel good?

Austin! You're dead!

(ambient music playing)

(Water jug slams onto hood)

[car door opens]

[scream]

(Car fires up)

("Rat Boy" by Chat Pile playing)

(wood chipper)

(machine noise)

("Rat Boy" continues)

(Spraying)

(Intercom beeps)

Leon!

Get your ass in my office!

(Music stops)

Hey, Can you hear me okay out there?

Yeah. Everyone can hear you. What's up?

I'm gonna be out for the rest of this week?

I'm gonna give you the rest of the week off, if you want it.

You and Beck can go down to the dock.

and use the old truck if you want to.

Sweet.

My daughter has some fish that need to be fed.

Here's the key.

Okay

Do you think your dad will mind?

Hey, he won't care.

Good deal.

Just don't have any wild parties out there.

All right.

Oh and hey! Don't let those fish die.

Okay. I won't.

(Melancholy music playing)

(Traffic passing)

(Cash registers beeping)

You don't have to stand there if there's nothing to do.

Well, I don't have anything else to do.

Hi, how are you all?

Having a good day?

Yeah

Doing anything fun today?

(upbeat music playing)

(dogs barking)

(Cat meows)

Stevie puked again.

Look at you.

You're so cute.

Hi

Yes

(Heavy Metal music playing)

Trying to get me fired Leon?

(Microwave shuts)

Hey! When I throw words at your fucking face,

you answer me.

Do you hear me?

Yeah, I hear you.

- You think you're a little golden boy don't you?

Sure spend a lot of time in Ziese's office,

you got an issue with me?

- Yeah, you're a dick.

(Intercom) - Dalton, come to my office right now, please.

- You just cut your life short.

- You wanted to see me?

- Yes sir, and don't worry about sitting down.

- This ain't gonna fucking take long.

Due to your ignorant fucking behavior

your employment is terminated.

- What'd the boy say to you?

- The boy didn't say fucking shit.

And the boy is twice the man you'll ever fucking be.

- Yeah.

- You pointed a fucking gun at my goddamn head

in my own fucking house.

- I didn't know you had such a fragile sensibility

Ziese, it was a fucking joke.

- This shit ain't fucking funny.

You need to get the fuck out of my shop, right now.

Keep the fucking shirt, motherfucker.

- You couldn't handle this shit yourself.

Fucking ridiculous.

(ambient music)

(thud)

(car engine roars)

(Black Metal music)

(Tires screech)

(Melancholy music)

- Found ya!

What are you doing down here?

you should't be down here all alone.

- I wanna talk to you.

I miss you.

- Why?

- You're my baby.

- I'm not a baby.

- Don't you miss me?

- I just want it to be like it used to be

just like dad does.

- Dad said that?

Beck, did dad say that?

(siren wails)

("Mask" by Chat Pile playing)

(Traffic passing)

(laughs)

What do you wanna get?

- I don't really know.

I think like a burger or something?

Oh my god, Bo's coming over here.

- So gross.

- Did they ever find out what happened to your

dead ass brother?

- Oh shit.

- Shut up. Leave us alone.

I'm wasn't talking to you.

- Oh my god!

- Come on dude! Not today.

(slams door)

- Disgusting

- Are you okay?

Yeah

Oh no, Leon's coming over.

Hey, asshole.

(Police siren)

- Goddamn! Why'd you do that shit Leon?

(Flies buzzing)

(Dogs barking)

- Fuck you dogs.

- Man

I just watched this fucking cool movie with my mom

called Antichrist, dude.

- Can you go get those for me, please?

- It's like

got Willem Dafoe in it

from To Live and Die in L.A.

and he's like

out in the woods

he runs into all

these like undead animals

and shit. And he runs into this fox. He's like

chaos reigns.

- What the fuck dude?

- I still got it

for like three more days

on DVD, man if you wanna watch it dude,

we can.

- I'm good, man.

I don't think I ever will see that, um.

He fired me today.

(Punches trunk)

[exhale]

He kicked me the fuck out, man.

He didn't like that I pointed that gun at his head.

- Well, I mean.

- Yeah.

He's got Leon in his ear too.

The little shit.

(dog barks)

(laughs)

(laughs)

- No!

(bangs hand)

[laughs]

Ouch.

- Hammer fist.

- I got the whole week off.

- What about dad?

- He's not even gonna notice we're gone.

(Truck honks)

(Truck honks)

(Truck door shuts)

- Hey Vance.

- What's up, Beck.

(Cicadas)

- Still have that boat?

- Yeah. I still got it.

It's out there.

Cool.

- You hurt that kid pretty badly.

- Have you seen him?

- No.

- But I heard he was in the hospital.

- He's a douche.

That's what he gets.

- Fair enough.

[Heavy music]

(Truck fires up)

- You want a drink?

Eh, no.

- Alright.

- You really hurt that guy today.

Seriously, I thought he was dead.

We had to wait there for like an hour after that.

Do you want anything else?

Well, I didn't tell the cops anything.

I just said I was too scared to remember.

- Thanks

- Did you get in another fight?

- Yeah, it wasn't much of a fight.

- Oh no, guys look

- Shit.

- Go hide in the back I'll watch him.

- We'll pay you back.

- Yeah, we'll pay you back.

- Hello, again.

- Hello.

What are you doing here, Charles?

- Charles?

- Shut up.

- Leon with you?

- Nope.

- You haven't seen him today, huh?

- I saw him at work. Not since.

- So you weren't with him whenever he almost

killed that kid, right?

- Leon wouldn't kill anybody.

- He broke his face.

He's got facial fractures.

Candy, I'll take that stuff.

- Thanks.

Thank you.

- Alright, well

if either of you see him you let him know I just wanna talk, alright?

- Yeah. I'll be sure to pass the message along for you.

- See you.

- Can I take this?

- Yes.

- See ya Charles.

Thanks.

- Have a good day.

(Melancholy music)

- I don't think you guys should head anywhere for awhile.

- We'll be right here.

- What about Beck?

- He'll be fine. It's not like we killed anyone.

- That cop's just bored.

- I hope you're right.

- Ziese fired Dalton today.

He'll be looking for you.

- Good.

- That guy's crazy dude.

- I'm not afraid of that asshole.

- Alright.

(Melancholy music)

No.

- I can do that too.

- Just hang on.

I gotta go pick up the truck.

- You wanna take the boat

to camp and I'll meet you there?

- Okay.

[footsteps]

(Truck door shuts)

[engine starts]

(Heavy Metal music)

(Pipes clang)

- Leon Clark here today?

- No, he is not.

- When's he coming back?

- I have no idea.

Has he done something wrong?

- If you think assault and battery is wrong?

- Yes, I do.

Does Ziese know he's got a juvenile

delinquent working for him?

- Oh he's got a bunch of those.

Thanks Mike.

(Melancholy music)

- Do you miss Bobby?

- Yeah, he was my bestfriend.

We used to fish in this same spot.

- I think June still misses him.

- Yeah, me too.

(vehicle approaches)

(car door closes)

(Sighs)

- What?

- What are you doing out here girl?

You writing songs?

- Yeah.

- Is that your brother?

- Did you know him?

(Vehicle approaches)

(Truck door closes)

- What's going on golden boy?

- What's going on here?

- Ah you know, nothing too important.

- You and Ziese becoming really good friends, aren't you?

- Little buddy buddy.

- We're feeding his fish while he goes on vacation.

- Ain't that right?

- Will you get him back in the car?

- Bet you got a key and everything too, don't you?

- You know your mom really wants us to be friends.

- Yeah.

I honestly don't see that working out anytime soon.

Ehh.

You wanna hit me, don't you?

You do.

It's alright.

Can't do it now, it's too soon.

Don't want to embarrass you in front of your

ah girlfriend and her dead brother.

Ruin the moment.

But it's coming

It's coming soon.

It's coming, ain't it?

(Heavy music)

(car engine roars)

- I know he did it.

He killed him.

He thought it was funny

He laughed at me.

- Yeah, I know.

- He's been gone for so long now, it's starting to feel normal.

I don't want that to happen.

- Yeah, don't worry about it.

I'll take care of it.

(Machine sounds)

Hey, where's Sonny?

- I think I seen him go out that way.

- Okay, thanks.

Not a problem, bro.

- What are you doing out here?

- Oh, hiding I guess.

- You boys camping out at Standing Rock?

- Yeah, around there.

-Figured

- You been fighting again?

Well, be careful

I gotta get back to work

- I talked to mom.

She said she's leaving and she's taking Beck.

This time I don't think she's coming back.

I told her I wouldn't let that to happen.

- Your mother loves you boys very much.

(Ambient music)

(Sets gun on table)

(laughs)

(fireworks)

(fireworks)

(Trailer rattles)

(easy guitar music)

- Oh my god! You got it?

- Yeah, I'm good.

(Boat motor)

(Laughter)

- Push him.

- No. No. Please!

- I did it.

- Two back claps?

Yeah.

- I can't even do one.

[pants]

- Nice.

- That one's giant.

- Holy crap. That thing's a monster.

- Look, there's a little perch.

- Geez Beck!

- Why are you a douche?

- Just pull me up.

[water splashes]

- Gimme it.

[chuckle]

- Do it.

- Do it.

- Eeeww!

- Do it again.

(laughs)

- Fly.

- No, your gonna push me in.

- Watch out!

(laughs)

(water splashes)

(knocking)

- Leon.

(car approaches)

- Are the boys okay?

- I don't know. Can't seem to find them.

- Did Sonny call you?

- I'm gonna go to see him soon.

Think he'll know anything about it?

- About what?

- You know Leon beat a kid pretty bad

a couple of days ago at Risenhoover's.

Been looking for him ever since

but nobody seems to know where he is.

- No. Leon would never hurt anyone.

- Sure hope you're right about that.

Well, I'll talk to you soon.

(heavy music)

- Is that how ya'll are showering out here?

- You boys need anything?

Ah, I think we're doing alright.

- Have you heard anything from the cops?

- Presley came by work

but I don't think they told him anything.

I don't think your dad knows anything yet.

- Don't worry about that. He didn't give a shit.

Coming to the party tonight?

- Where at?

- Some ol' boy's having a house party

Should be fun

- I think I'm gonna turn myself in

- Really?

You want me to take Beck home for the night?

- Nah, I wanna give him one more day.

- He loves it out here.

(Melancholy music)

(stick snaps)

- You think mom will find us out here?

I don't know.

She seems pretty out of it lately.

- Yeah

- You wanna go home?

- Not yet

- I think we should go see dad.

- I don't want you to get in trouble.

- Don't worry about me.

- Thanks for taking me here.

- We'll always do this.

- You scared?

- No

(fireworks)

- I'm going to a party with Vance tonight.

Are you gonna be okay here alone?

- Yeah, I'll be fine.

- Alright.

("Rainbow Meat" by Chat Pile playing)

- It's about to go on your neck.

What if it crawls in your ear?

- Oh my god!

- Don't touch it.

- I can't do it.

Why aren't you eating any pizza?

- You get drunk faster on an empty stomach.

(laughs)

You're driving tonight.

- That cop Presley ever say anything else to you?

- I haven't seen him since the other night.

- Thanks for covering for us.

- No problem, your little brother's so cute.

- You know that kid you beat the hell out of?

- Yeah, how's he feeling?

- He's my cousin.

And he's not doing good at all.

- Sorry to hear that.

- That cop find you yet?

- What cop?

- Cop that's gonna put your ass in jail.

- What are you gonna do?

(fists bang on counter)

(Heavy music)

- I gotta go to work today.

- Alright.

- I'll try to be fast.

- Beck!

- Beck!

- He's not in there.

- Oh shit.

- You take this,

- Oh my god!

I don't want this.

- It doesn't matter, you might need it.

I gotta go.

- Stay away from Leon.

- It's too late

- I'll be seeing you girl.

(car fires up)

Come on baby!

Fuck.

- He's not here

(Dogs barking)

(Cats meowing)

- Do you know these weirdos?

- Leon.

- We can't go in there looking like this.

She's gonna get fired or something.

- Yeah

I gotta get back to work, though.

- Hey, have you seen Beck?

- No.

You guys look rough.

- Those guys hit us with a couple of lucky punches.

- Beck wasn't in his tent this morning

- What?

Want me to help you guys look?

- No, but if you see him, tell him to stay with you, okay?

- Okay.

- See you June.

- See ya.

(Water flowing)

("Garbage Man" by Chat Pile playing)

- Have you guys seen Beck?

- No.

- Alright, I'm gonna go look around.

- Alright.

- Let me see that board?

- You've never seen this before.

[laughing]

- Whatever.

- Nobody's seen him.

- You guys look like trash.

- Shut up!

- I gotta get to work

- Alright. Let's go.

(Heavy music)

(Gun clicks)

- Sonny!

He's not in there. Did he work today?

- I don't know, probably.

You gonna be able to find a way back?

Yeah, I can just get a ride with my dad

Alright.

- You should get in the car.

- Come on I'll take you to your brother

- Don't make it difficult, just get in.

(car fires up)

(Black Metal music)

- Where are you taking me?

- Shut up man.

-Sit back be quiet.

- Fucking chillout.

Where are you taking me?

- We're going to your fucking mom's house, man.

- Fuck you dude.

- Alright.

- You motherfucker!

- I'm gonna fucking kill you.

(laughing)

You motherfucker.

Motherfucker!

Goddamn it!

- Piece of shit.

You motherfucker!

You motherfucker!

Fuck you dude!

- Get out!

- He broke my fucking nose Dalton!

[shouting]

- Help me pick him up.

Fucking shoes.

- You good?

- I'm good.

- Jesus fucking christ.

[doors banging]

(engine fires)

(Black Metal music)

- What's gonna happen to Leon?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

- What? Oh my god!

Don't ever touch that again.

- Okay Mom.

(Machine sounds)

- How's it going Sonny?

- Presley.

- I'm looking for Leon,

you seen him?

- Yeah, I seen him.

But you ain't gonna tell me where he is, huh?

He's not hiding from me, is he?

- He's not hiding.

He's a good kid,

you know that.

(phone vibrates)

- Hang on.

Presley.

Yeah.

No. I'm standing here talking to him.

Alright.

Alright.

Greer's at the station,

Leon's been hanging out at Ziese's place?

- Yeah

- Who's Dalton?

[Engine stops]

- Alright, get the key off him.

- What?

- The key. Get the key off him.

- Oh.

- Is he still knocked out?

- I got it.

- What?

-Yeah

- Come on.

- These guns are fucking cool man.

- Yeah, it's the first load.

- This is a good idea dude.

- I thought so.

- Down on the ground!

- Holy shit!

- It's the fucking cops, man.

(gunshots)

(gunshots)

(laughing)

Hey Presley!

Fuck you, you stupid asshole!

Your brother still owes me $40, you stupid pig!

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

Oh shit!

Fuck you Presley!

Eat shit, motherfucker!

(gunshot)

You fucking idiot! (gunshot)

(trunk shuts)

(cross bangs)

(gunshots)

- Sonny! Wait!

- You almost had me, didn't you?

You blew your chance though.

(gunshot)

- Leon!

Are you okay?

- Holy

fucking

shit.

(sobbing)

(laughing)

- Stay down!

- Fuck you man.

(Ambient music)

(Music ascends)

(Police siren)

Bobby.

Ma'am let's get you back away from here.

- 30 Tahlequah we found him.

Go ahead and start EMS.

- Copy that we have a car coming now.

(Ambient music ascends)

(Lawnmower bangs)

- Alright.

- Did your mom teach you that one?

Come on

Real hard, there you go.

You can do it.

Come on.

(Sighs)

Alright one more, try.

It's not broke. I know that.

- No it is not broke.

Couple more here.

Oh that's close, here we go.

Alright Beck I think I just a little more hand.

Okay.

Alright here we go. One more, here we go.

Alright, one more.

Here we go

(laughs)

Oh this piece of shit

(laughing)

Yeah, you try. Thank you, thank you for that.

I don't know if that's gonna work

- Alright, yeah maybe its a little go cart.

- I like that. Let's see if it works here buddy.

- No, not quite.

There he is.

How are you feeling?

- Face hurts

- You don't look too good.

- Yeah. I'm alright

You wanna give it, give it a shot.

Sure.

- It's impossible.

- You give it a shot.

(Vehicle approaches)

(car door closes)

- Hey baby.

(bang)

("Tenkiller" by Chat Pile playing)

- Rolling!

Okay guys, This is where the fucking magic happens.

Holy shit!

Fuck man, I just hit my leg on the goddamn stair just now.

(laughing)

Holy shit! That hurt!

(Laughing)

- Are you okay?

Jesus Christ!

Just give me a second, alright?

(END)