All language subtitles for Good.Time.2017.Artificial.Eye.1

(Peter) OK, Nick,
we're getting close to the end.

But we're moving
into a new section now,

what they call
sentence interpretation.

Do you understand that?

You know what interpreting
a sentence means?

No.

(Peter) It's just a fancy word
for telling what the words mean to you.

- OK.
- OK.

And what these are, these are common
expressions that people sometimes say.

You might hear it out on the street,
you might've seen it on TV,

uh, maybe a friend,
maybe your grandmother.

So, I'm going to read you
a few of those, OK?

- OK.
- All right.

Uh, the first one is, "Don't count
your chickens before they hatch."

What does that mean to you,
that expression?

"Don't count your chickens
before they hatch?"

Don't count your chickens.

OK.

What are you writing down?

Well, the reason I'm asking you
the questions is

because I'm supposed
to write down the answers.

Yeah, but that's what I'm saying.
Why are you writing that down?

So, in case I forget it later.

But I don't like people talking about me
after I go places.

I don't blame you,
and I'm not talking about you.

This is just for me.
These are my own notes.

- No one sees them but me.
- I don't like it, but...

All right, here's another one.

"It's the squeaky wheel
that gets the grease."

What does that expression
mean to you?

You ever heard that before?

Nick?

OK, Nick, you know what?

Why don't we skip this section
and just move on to the next one?

It's actually more fun. It's easier.
It's called word comparisons.

It's two words that
don't appear to be connected,

and then you say what you think
when you hear the two words together.

- OK?
- OK.

All right. First one is
"cat and mouse".

What does that make you think?

They don't like each other.

That's right. They're kind of
enemies against each other, right?

- That's what I said.
- OK, um...

How about scissors
and a cooking pan?

You can hurt yourself with both.

OK.

How about salt and water?

The beach.

The beach.
That's a good answer.

Um...

Do you mind, could we go back
to the scissors and the cooking pan? Um...

When you said you can hurt yourself,
what did you mean?

Do you ever think
about hurting yourself?

Why did you think of being hurt?

Because I touched the pan,
and I hurt my hand.

Oh, well, that makes perfect sense.
What happened?

Do you remember when it was?

Do you not want to talk about this?

I was sitting there and trying to eat.

And she started yelling at me,
and pushing me,

and just telling me
I can't eat food.

That was your grandmother
who was saying that?

- Yeah, and then she threw stuff at me.
- She threw things at you?

Yeah. Then I picked up the pan,
and I threw it at her.

You threw it
at your grandmother?

I threw it at the wall.

Oh, you weren't trying
to hit your grandmother?

Did you burn yourself
when you threw the pan?

Nick?

(Sobbing softly)

Nick, it's good that
we should talk about this.

- This is good stuff we're talking about.
- (Door opens)

- (Peter) Excuse me.
- Are you Peter?

- Yes, I am. We're in the middle... Hello?
- Nick, what are you doing?

- (Peter) We're in the middle of something.
- Come on, get up!

He's asking me about the stuff,
the pan, and the chicken.

How would you like it if I made you cry, huh?
Would you like that?

- No, I would not. But...
- (Nick) They told me I had to do this.

Let's go. Let's go!

- But he wrote... He has all my stuff!
- Rip that shit up then!

(Nick) This is my work.
This is my stuff, OK?

- (Peter) Oh, shame on you, Connie.
- Shame on me? Shame on you!

Shame on you!

- Come on.
- (Peter speaking on the phone)

Is that what you think you are?

What?

(Connie) Jesus Christ.

I'm sorry. It's just that
Grandma said that...

I don't wanna hear about Grandma anymore,
all right? Fuck Grandma, Nicky.

It's just you and me.
I'm your friend, all right?

- (Sniffling)
- I love you, all right?

(Connie) Stop it. Stop it.
Stop messing with it.

(Teller) Next?

(Register beeps)

(Pen clattering)

(Door buzzes)

What are you thinking about?

Nothing.

(Chuckles)

(Connie) It's almost over.

(Door buzzes)

Stay calm.

No! No, no... No running.

(Nick) Hey.

- The mask.
- What about it?

(Nick) The mask.
I want to take it off.

- (Connie) Huh?
- I want to take off the mask.

(Connie) We'll take it off
in two minutes. Two minutes.

It's all finished now,
and everything's great.

Nick! Nick!

- (Nick) Where?
- (Connie) Down this alley.

Start taking your shit off.

(Nick grunting)

(Nick) It's not coming off.
It's not coming off.

Connie, help! Help!
I can't breathe.

- I can't breathe.
- Remember how we did it?

Fingers under the flap and pull up.
Push it up. Push it up!

- (Nick grunts)
- Push it up, push it up! Push it up!

(Nick grunting)

You were fucking incredible.
You were incredible, do you understand?

- Yeah.
- I'm serious.

You think I could have done it without
you standing next to me, being strong?

No.

You feel it, Nicks? Are you feeling
as good as I'm feeling right now?

- Yeah, I'm cold.
- You're cold?

Yeah.

- Hey, fuck it. Let's get to Virginia, man.
- All right.

(♪ Latin music playing)

(♪ Music fades)

What the fuck?

- Nick! Nick! Come here.
- (Siren wailing in distance)

- Stay with me.
- (Nick) Where'd he go?

- Where are you?
- Is he at the bank?

(Connie) You're circling around.
I'm on the corner where you dropped me off.

You gotta get back here right now.

I'm outside the Mango Rico.

Yes, yes, yes, yes...

- (Nick) He's here?
- (Horn honks)

- Get in the car.
- Yeah.

(Nick coughing)

(Sirens continue wailing)

(Driver) I'm so sorry.
The cops, they moved me here.

(Connie) Don't worry about it.
Don't worry about it. Let's go.

- Are we still going to the Port Authority?
- Yes.

Nothing's changed,
exact same place.

(Sirens continue wailing)

(Chuckling)

You wanna hold it?

Yeah. I don't care.

(Beeping)

What was that sound?

(Hissing)

- (Groaning)
- (Connie) What the fuck? What did you do?

(All screaming)

(Horn honking)

(Coughing)

(Nick groaning)

(Nick) My face. My face.

My face, my face.

My face is burning. My face is burning.

- Your face isn't burning.
- My face is burning.

- Connie, my face is burning.
- Look at me. Your face isn't burning.

- You'll be all right. Look, look, look.
- My face.

- My face, Connie. My...
- Just breathe, just breathe.

- We going for a walk?
- No, no.

(Nick) I think I'm gonna throw up.

(Connie) You're not going
to fucking throw up. Come on.

- I'm gonna throw up.
- No. What did I just tell you?

I don't know.

I told you you're not going to throw up,
so you're not going to throw up, all right?

- (Nick gagging)
- (Connie) You're not.

Count to 30.

(Nick) One, two, three, four...

- (Connie) Keep counting!
- (Continues counting)

It's an emergency.
I gotta use the bathroom.

(Waiter) No, no, no, no.
Hey, customers only.

(Locks door)

(Waiter, pounding on door) Hey!

Yes, I'm gonna get something.
Just give me five minutes.

(Waiter) No, no. Open up now!

(Connie) Just wash that shit
off your face already.

Nick, what the fuck are you doing?
Get in the sink.

Jesus Christ.

- Put your hands up.
- (Waiter) Come out!

- Take it off.
- Yeah.

- In five seconds, I'll call the police!
- Get off anything with red or pink dye.

My brother is mentally handicapped.

A bucket of paint fell off a construction truck
and hit him on the head.

I'm gonna come out in one second.
It's an emergency, all right?

Please, just give me five minutes.

- It burns, it burns.
- Stop, stop it.

- These pants got dye all over them.
- I like these pants.

I don't care if you like them.
Gotta get them off right now.

You got sweatpants underneath.
That's why you wore them.

- (Pounding on door)
- Hurry up. Lace them up. Look for anything...

- Yes, yes, yes, please.
- (Waiter) Come out now!

(Grunts)

Just keep your head down.

They're gonna pull back up on us.

- Just don't say anything, all right?
- OK.

- Don't look at them. Don't be scared.
- All right.

Let me do all the talking.

(Siren wails)

Hey fellas, where we going?
Can I talk to you for a minute?

First of all, could you take
your hoodie off for me?

- Why? What did we do wrong?
- Hey. You with the black sweatshirt.

Yo, my man, turn around!

- He's all right. We didn't do anything wrong.
- (Officer) Yo, oh, oh! Get back here!

- (Siren wailing)
- Yo!

(Officer 2) NYPD. Stop!

Nick, let's go!

(Panting)

Nick!

- Connie!
- (Officers shouting indistinctly)

(Officer 1) Stop! Stop running!

(Panting)

(Police radio chatter)

(Officer 2) NYPD.
Get up! Get up!

Sir, I need you to get up!

Thanks for the welcome.

(Men shouting indistinctly)

(Man) Yo, CO!

Let me talk to the fucking captain, man.
I've been here for four days!

- Get off the bars!
- Fuck!

(Inmates shouting)

Stop fighting!

Stop fighting!
Get the captain.

Stop fighting.

Stop fighting or chemical weapons
will be utilised.

Stop fighting.

(Retching)

(All coughing)

- (Guard shouting indistinctly)
- (Coughing)

The judge is gonna ask her
about Connie,

and if she says to the judge,
"I can't talk about that",

he's gonna say, "Then go away,
I'm not going to help Nick."

She needs to keep the judge happy,
answer his questions.

She can't do that unless
you answer her questions first.

I don't like to. I don't want to.

The point is,
it doesn't matter what you tell me.

It doesn't matter what you say.

It doesn't matter what we do
in this time together.

Nothing that you and I do here
Is going to get your brother in trouble.

- Then why do you keep asking about him?
- Because, you know what?

The thing is, is that I don't think
that you're as responsible for this

as you believe that you are.

(Indistinct radio chatter)

That money was for us.
And he was going to buy me a farm,

and we were gonna live in the woods.

And I was going to be able to do
whatever I wanted, when I wanted, OK?

You don't love me, OK?
He loves me. Connie loves me!

- You don't know what love is!
- Yo, son, can you please hurry up?

I don't want to talk to you no more! OK?
That was for us.

He did it for us.

I'm talking to my grandmother, OK?

16,480.
You need another ten grand.

You can't do anything with this?

This stuff is dirty. It's nasty.

- Can't clean it? Can't do nothing with it?
- Nah, nah, nah. It's all garbage.

You get another ten grand,
I'll get the judge to sign the order.

And that's it, I'll have the order waiting
for you. Your brother will get out.

Go get the ten grand.

(Inmates chattering indistinctly)

(Inmate) We're gonna watch "Empire".

What the fuck are you doing?

I was watching this channel.
You can't do that.

- I was watching something in it before.
- You do not rock on this TV, man.

Hey, yo, man.

If I was you, I wouldn't fuck with the TV.
Just leave it alone.

Don't talk to me, all right?
I don't like you, all right?

Don't talk to me.
Nobody was in here before.

- I'm allowed to watch whatever I want.
- Yo, my man. Don't touch that TV!

- Man, this is some...
- (Groans)

What the fuck
is you doing, man?

(All exclaiming)

(Inmate) Give me that!

Are you not entertained, huh?

Not entertained?

I told you I was gonna get you,
you bitch motherfucker!

(Inmates cheering)

(Lift bell dings)

- (Corey) I got it!
- (Loren) No, no, I'm here.

- Who is it?
- It's Connie.

(Loren) Con... No, no, no, no.

(Corey) Ma... Mama,
I called him down.

(Loren) Wait a minute.
How'd you get in the building?

- (Corey) I invited him up.
- (Loren) They didn't call up.

The doorman recognised me.

- (Loren) He's not coming in here.
- (Corey) Yes, he is.

Well, I can just
come back later, Loren.

Hey.

(Loren) Connie,
we're having dinner, and I think

- if you could just...
- 1... I can leave.

- (Corey) No, no, no. Go to my room.
- (Loren) This is a very bad time for us.

- (Corey) What's wrong with you?
- (Loren) What's wrong with you ?

(Corey) How rude! I'd never treat
one of your friends this way.

- (Loren) Look at you!
- (Corey) What?

I'm begging you
to shut your mouth!

- (Loren) Shut my mouth?
- (Corey) Please, please...

(Loren) Would you just please
go look at yourself in the mirror?

Just look at yourself.
This morning you were fine.

(Corey) What are you talking about?
I'm fine right now. This is your problem.

- (Loren) Would you just do me a favour?
- (Corey) Call Dr Klienman.

(Loren) Why don't you call him?

(Corey, shouting)
I have a friend over.

Mom, I want to stop
this conversation.

- (Loren) Yes, yes.
- (Corey) I am stopping it!

- (Loren) Yes.
- (Corey) I'm zipping it!

- I'm gonna go visit with my friend.
- (Loren) Yes.

You get a hold of yourself!

- (Loren) Do that.
- Fucking freak!

(Door slams)

(Corey) Puerto Vallarta.

They have the best, best hotels.
I love it there.

There's a Grand Miramar
resort and spa.

You can drink right in the pool.
It's like they have a whole bar.

Ah, fuck.
The flight's too long.

It's like eight hours.

OK, that's all right.

What about Florida?

- Or hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Can you just put it down for a second?

Costa Rica.

Just put it down for a second.
I gotta come clean with you about something.

What?

- So, I told you about my brother, yeah?
- Yeah.

(Connie) I told you about the program me
he's forced to attend

- and how he shouldn't be there.
- Yeah.

And how everybody involved with it
doesn't know what the fuck they're doing,

and he fucking hates it.

Hey, Costa Rica's
only four and a half hours...

Please, could you just put it down
for two seconds.

Just listen to what I'm saying.

(Connie sighs)

Look...

Something happened,
I don't know exactly what,

but one of the therapists
was abusing him,

and I guess he must have
lashed out violently,

and he really hurt the guy.

(Sighs) Now this guy's
gonna press charges.

My brother's been arrested.
He's being held at Rikers Island.

- Oh, my God, that's awful.
- I know.

You have no idea.

I've just gotta get him out of there
before something bad happens.

See, he could get killed in there.

I'm just a little short
on the bail money right now.

How short?

It's like a few thousand.

OK. That's not bad.

That's why I was just hoping

your mom's credit card
could cover the rest of it.

Oh. Um...

Look, it's just to get him out of Rikers.
It's like a temporary loan.

You get it right back.

Any judge is gonna dismiss this
as soon as he gets to court.

Yeah.

OK?

What, and our trip?

We'll go after?

Seriously, that's your response
to what I just told you?

That's your response?

Um, I mean, I'm thinking
about your brother, too.

(Connie) Yo!

We gotta make a different stop.
It's still Queens. It's, uh...

82nd and Queens Boulevard.

It's near the Union Turnpike.

- Eric, he's coming.
- (Door buzzing)

What'd I tell ya?
Couple of hours, right?

Yeah. You got the full ten?

10,000?

- $10,000.
- Yeah.

- You do credit, right?
- Yeah. Yeah.

Wait. $10,000?

Yeah.

You said it was like
a couple thousand dollars.

It's a loan. You get it back the same time
as the three. What's the difference?

It's like $7,000 difference, you know?

It's for my brother. You're gonna get it back
the same day. Right? Right?

- (Eric) Yeah, yeah, she'll get it back.
- You'll get it back.

Are we cool?

- It's for my brother.
- Yeah, I know, I know.

It's fine. It's fine.

Can you put it through right now?
I want to get him out tonight.

(Eric) Tonight? It's 8:35.

Judges go to dinner at 9:00.

(Connie) So what? What's the problem?
Can you not make a call?

They go to dinner. It's only 20 minutes
to do the bond, prepare the paperwork...

(Connie) You got 20 minutes.
Can't you at least see what's possible?

- She's paying already.
- (Eric) I got you. You're being pushy.

(Woman) Thank you.

(Beeping)

(Eric) Hi, Bobby, how are you?

Yeah, I know, I know.

Sorry. I just have a client
that walked in.

Wanted me to post a bond now.

Yeah, can you just check, please?

Last name N-I-K-A-S. Nikolas.

You think the judge will wait?

Come on, just ask.

- We good?
- It's pretty late for this.

(Woman) Sorry, it's taking longer.
The new system...

I know.
Those chips are such a...

- They're the bane of my existence.
- Ah...

Hold on. He's not on...
He's not on the calendar for tonight.

What's the calendar?

Where is he?

Do you see anything there,
any notations?

He's at Elmhurst. Lovely.
Elmhurst.

- Elmhurst, the hospital?
- Yeah, like where sick people go.

What's, er...
What's wrong with him?

They're not gonna tell ya.
It's privileged information.

- Does this mean we're not going?
- (Eric) He's not gonna be arraigned in court

because they've got him in the hospital.

So until he gets a medical clearance,
they're not going to put him on the calendar.

When's that going to be?

Bobby, give me a second.
Just bear with me.

- When did he get put in the hospital?
- The card is declined.

(Speaking Spanish)

(Corey) Maybe
you're punching it in wrong?

'Cause I just used it.

- What the fuck is wrong with your card?
- I have no idea.

- You can call the bank if you want.
- I do want to call them.

I will dial for you, and you do it.

Hold on, Bobby.
What do you want to do?

Can you not call someone?

Give me a second. I'll call Corrections.
I'll see what I can find out.

(Woman) I'm going to punch
the numbers, and then...

- (Mobile phone ringing)
- Fuck! It's my mom.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Hi, Mom. Did you, um,
cancel the card?

Did you...

Do you want to talk to them?
Mom!

- Sorry, sorry. Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- (Woman) Calm down.

Mom, Mom, Mom,
please listen to me.

- I'm at a legitimate...
- (Speaking Spanish)

It's a bail bonds place.
So the thing is this. The thing is...

- Mom, Mom, Mom. We get the money back!
- Hold on.

- I'll call you back, Bobby.
- Mom.

Chaos. Hold on a second.
Can you take that outside?

(Corey) It's a legitimate loan.
You'll get it back.

We've got ten minutes, decide.
What do you want to do?

It's a fucking disaster.
I didn't know she was going to be like this.

- (Eric) I don't like people yelling in my office.
- I understand, I understand.

Just let me get back the money from earlier,
and I'll come back with the rest in full.

The money in my safe?

No, that stays in the safe.

You want to get your brother out?
You bring me the other ten grand.

- That's how it works.
- Come on, man. Just give me a break.

I'm giving you a break.

That money stays in the safe.
That's mine.

You get the other ten,
I'll get your brother out.

(Corey, sobbing) You are so good.

Please, this isn't your fault.

I just wanted to do
a good thing for somebody.

(Indistinct chatter)

(Police radio chatter)

Hey, man, what's with all the cops?

- What do you mean?
- There's cops everywhere.

Cops outside my dad's room.

All right,
what floor is he on?

Five.

There's not supposed to be
any prisoners on five.

- They're supposed to be on six.
- Supposed to be on six?

That's unacceptable.

(Lift bell dings)

Excuse me.
Where's the nearest bathroom?

- Down the hall, to the left.
- Thank you.

(Police radio chatter)

Hey.

Something just scared
the shit out of me, man.

- What?
- I was sleeping with my dad down the hall,

who's dying, so I'm already
half freaked out already,

and, er... all the TV channels
started changing on their own.

When I get up, it stops.

When I sit back down,
they all start changing again.

So I... (Sighs)

What the fuck is that?

I don't know what to tell you, man.

(Video playing on mobile phone)

Fuck, man.
I'm think I'm losing my mind.

I've been here
48 hours straight.

Want something
from the vending machine?

Nah, I'm good. Thank you.

(Patient) Hello?

(Heart monitor beeping)

Hello?

(Mumbles)

(Exhales)

(Police radio chatter)

(Officer) Going down to vending
to get some coffee. You want some?

(Female officer on radio)
'Yeah, get me a coffee.'

(Officer) I'll see you in a sec.

(Alarm beeping)

(Lift doors open)

Excuse me, ma'am.

Do you mind
if I put my brother on first?

It's so cold, and he doesn't
have a jacket or anything.

- Is that all right?
- You don't mind?

All right.

Thank you so much.
God bless you.

(Attendant) Turn him to the side.
There you go.

All right.

Thank you.

- (Attendant) Ready?
- (Whirring)

- Can we get on now?
- (Attendant) Yeah, you guys can get on.

Just go in this way.

OK.

There we go.

- All right.
- (Whirring continues)

Push it. There you go.

6180 Woodhaven.

That's for us.
Close to the building, please.

(Attendant) OK.

- Regal Garden.
- That's us. That's us.

- (Man coughing)
- (Shushing)

220 Fourth Avenue.

(Woman) OK.
Thank you so much.

Excuse me.

(Woman) Good night.

- Thank you.
- I hope you feel better.

- You, too. Hope he does, too.
- (Attendant) OK now...

Bring your feet up.

Hey, yo!

I only had three stops.
I didn't know about a fourth.

That's odd, man.
I definitely called.

This dispatch
be messing me up.

It's all good. We only live
a few blocks from here.

That's why I figured
you were leaving us last.

A few blocks.
What, like two blocks?

Like a literal two blocks
or a "15 minutes" two blocks?

Two blocks. It's right there.

All right, I got you.

- Thank you.
- (Whirring)

All right, say when.

Uh...

It's just down here on the right.

It's the one with the driveway.
You don't got to pull in.

- Oh, yeah?
- I'll just push him from here.

(Whirring)

- Perfect, thanks, man.
- (Attendant) Yep.

(Doorbell ringing)

- (Annie) Crystal?
- (Crystal) Hmm?

(Annie) Look for me,
do not open.

Who's this? I don't know.

Every second!

Can I help you?

(Connie) Hey, what's up?
Is there an older couple that lives here?

- (Crystal) Annie?
- I just got dropped off by the Access-A-Ride.

- What happened again?
- (Crystal) Somebody at the door for you.

- (Annie) Who is it?
- (Crystal) I don't know. Some white guy.

(Connie) Uh... I'm hoping you recognise me
from the Access-A-Ride.

Yeah.

The driver just dropped us off on our house
on 23rd, and I can't find my keys anywhere.

And my brother doesn't have a jacket,
and it's freezing.

Is there any way
I can use your phone?

Just for, like, two minutes?

That's OK. That's OK.

- God bless you. God bless you.
- (Annie) Come in.

- It's so cold.
- (Connie) It's freezing.

All right.

(Annie) This is the phone, OK?
If you use the phone, do not unplug.

All right.

The battery no good.

- It's messed up, OK?
- OK.

Thank you.

(Dialling)

Uh...

Oh, goddammit.

Mom, it's Connie.

Nick and I are locked out
of the house,

and I don't have my keys
or my wallet or anything.

So we're gonna wait at the Dunkin' Donuts
until you get off work.

But if you get this message,
can you call me back at...

What's the number here?

- (Annie) 917.
- (Connie) 917.

- (Annie) 718.
-718.

- (Annie) 63.
- 63.

-17.
- (Connie) 17.

So, yeah, call me back if you get this
in the next, like, five minutes.

OK.

(Sighs)

Um, can I just leave him here for, like,
ten minutes while I go break a window?

Why?

- (Connie stammering)
- Why?

- So I can get into my house.
- What window?

- Uh, my window. My window! Not yours.
- Why did you not call a locksmith?

- Cos I don't have any money in my wallet.
- I don't have any money either.

(Connie) No, no. I understand.

Um... Could I...

Could I borrow some clothes for him?
Because I...

How many hours
does your mother work?

Well, she gets off at, like, 7:00,
so she'll be back at, like, 7:30.

But... Um, I'm hoping
she gets my message.

If you want, I can give you a room,
not you, for your brother.

You wait until your mother
came back from work.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

It's gonna be a long time,
like, seven hours. But is that OK?

Let me show you the room.

Why, thank you so much.
That's...

(Annie) Let me
show you the room.

Come with me.

But, sorry,
the light doesn't work.

We have the TV, OK?

OK. Leave him there.

Come with me.

I've been sitting on the couch,
watching TV.

The remote doesn't work.
OK? It's no good.

If you want to change the channel,
you go in the box, OK?

OK, I can just sit here.
It's fine. Thank you so much.

(Annie) OK, OK, that's enough.
Crystal?

(Crystal) Yes?

(Annie) Come on, baby.

Listen.

- I have work tomorrow.
-Mm mm mm.

- I'm going to take my medicine to sleep, OK?
-Mm mm mm.

- Put your phone down, Crystal!
- (Crystal clicks tongue)

(Annie) Always giving me problems
with the phone!

- Stop the phone, OK?
- (Crystal groans)

All the time
you're doing that to me.

When I'm talking to you,
I don't want your eye in the phone.

You have to watch me,
eyes to eyes.

(Crystal) OK. OK.

- (Clattering)
- Shit.

(Knock on door)

Um, I'm sorry, I just need to look
for something really quickly.

Yeah, it's fine. Just don't, uh...
Just try not to wake him up.

(Crystal) Um...

What's that in your hair?

This? I found some hair dye
in your bathroom.

You dyed your hair?

(Chuckles softly)

Yeah.

Just kind of a weirdo.

(Crystal) I hope that's not the one
from the bottom of the cabinet.

(Mobile phone chimes)

- Hold on a second.
- I don't know how your hair is gonna turn out.

I hope you don't mind.
I took your mom's phone in here.

That's not my mom.
That's my grandmother,

and I don't care what you do
with that lady's phone.

As long as you don't bring it back...

Sorry, this is my mother.
I just need to take this.

- OK.
- (Corey shouting on phone)

- Hey, I said hold on for a second.
- (Corey) 'Hold on to what?

'You don't understand.
Everything's falling apart.'

No. Stop it.

'Stop what? Where are you?'

- I'm with Nick right now.
- 'What?

'Oh, great. So you got your brother back,
and now you don't need me?'

No, just calm down,
calm down.

There's no reason to worry.

'I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that. I just...'

No, just hold on a second.

What I'm gonna need you to do,
you get a cab and you come pick us up.

'You don't understand.
I'm a prisoner here.

'My mom spoke to the doorman
and told him to call her if I try to leave.'

What time does
the doorman switch shifts?

'At 5:00 or 6:00.'

OK. At 5:00am, you go downstairs,

- get a car and come pick us up.
- 'Oh, I don't know, Connie.'

Sorry, I can't stay on the phone much longer.
It's rude. It's not my phone.

'It's rude? Whose phone is it?
Where are you?'

- What's the address here?
- 220 Fourth Avenue.

'Connie, who is that?
Who are you talking to?'

- (Typing on mobile phone)
- 'Connie. Hello? Hello?'

I just sent you the address.
Did you get it?

'Uh... yeah'

OK, so come pick us up
as soon as you can.

I love you. See you in a bit.

I thought I should let you know, but
my grandmother told me not to talk to you.

- Hey.
- I don't care what she says anyways. But...

Would you mind
just talking outside?

I really don't want to wake him up.
Let's just go outside.

Just gonna make my brother
something to eat. You want something?

Uh...

I wouldn't do that.

What is all this shit?

You're not really gonna find anything.
I have chicken nuggets in here actually.

Um, that should be good.

Yeah.

How old are you?

Um, I'm sixteen.

Sixteen?

You look way older than that.

I know. I get that.

So what's up?
You just stay up all night?

(Crystal) I go back in my room.

Stay up, eat,
watch movies, smoke.

- Is that weed?
- Yeah.

It has no effect on me.
I'm immune to it.

My boyfriend sells this shit
for like $30.

How old's your boyfriend?

He's not my boyfriend. My ex.

- He's a drug dealer?
- Yeah.

Where does he live?

Can't disclose that.

Oh, yeah? Why not?

'Cause it's gonna
make his house hot.

- Can't do that to him.
- What, from me?

- (Connie chuckles)
- From anybody.

(Connie) Hmm.

(Officer 1, on TV) 'We're out to a call
of a lady that's threatening to commit suicide.

'The reportee on this is her husband,
who's at a different location.

'Apparently,
she's armed herself with a knife

'and has taken
some anti-depressant drugs.

'This is our second time out
to this apartment today.

'And it looks like
she's still out front in her car here.

'The red minivan.'

(Tyres squealing)

'Shit.'

(Woman screaming)

'Sharon. Stop it!'

Did he just try to kick her?

- (Officer) 'I want to help you.'
- (Woman) 'No, you don't!'

-'Yes, I do.'
- 'You lied to me.'

(Officer) 'I'm not lying to you.

'Come on, we need you out here.
Come on, come on.

- 'Give me that knife!'
- Oh!

- 'Back off! Lady...'
- (Grunts)

Jesus Christ.

- (Officer 2) 'Get your arm outta there.'
- (Officer 1) 'Bring it out.'

- Oh, my God.
- You gotta change this.

I don't want to see them
justify this shit.

(Officer 1) 'She's fine.
There's nothing we can do for that.

'Just leave the knife right there.'

(♪ Theme music playing on TV)

(Crystal) Oh, look at the doggy!

(Lewis Dodley) 'He was caught breeding
pit bulls for dog fighting inside his home.'

(Crystal) That is messed up.
I really love dogs.

One of my cousin's friends, Tiara,
she has this dog.

His name is Blade.

He's a Great Dane.
Oh, my gosh!

I think I was a dog in a previous life.

In fact, I know I was.

It's why they love me so much.

(Announcer) 'You're watching
Time Warner Cable News New York 1.

'Now an update on last week's
bank robbery in Flushing.

'Authorities are still searching
for Constantine Nikas,

'suspected of carrying out the robbery
along with his brother.

'Nikolas Nikas was arrested
near the scene

'after crashing through a plate-glass window
at the New World Mall.

'Today the brothers' grandmother
Is speaking out

'in an exclusive interview
with NY1's Tara Lynn Wagner.

'She joins us now from Flushing
with the details.'

(Wagner) 'Well, that's right, Lewis.
In a New York 1 exclusive,

'Agapia Nikas describes her complicated
relationship with her grandsons.

'She took out a restraining order
against Constantine earlier this year,

'after she says he threatened
and stalked her.

'And she blames him
for an altercation with Nikolas

'that left her with a broken arm.'

'I don't want to call him.

'I don't want to talk with him.

'I don't want to, uh...
All because he treats his brother so badly.'

(TV continues indistinctly)

(Nick grunts)

(Man) What the fuck?

Where the fuck am I?

(Glass shatters)

(Crystal)
Yo, where you going?

Fuck.

Yo, where the fuck am I, man?
Did you do this to my fucking face?

Shut the fuck up.
Lower your voice.

Back the fuck up, man.
Back the fuck up.

- Listen!
- Get the fuck off me!

Ow! Ow, my fucking arm!

Ow! My fucking hand
and handcuff!

- Shut up!
- Owl

- Get the fuck off me!
- (Connie) Stop yelling!

- Shut up!
- My whole fucking body hurts.

Yo, can you get some painkillers, please?

- Now! Now!
- (Ray) Did you do this shit to me?

Shut the fuck up. If you wake the grandma,
I swear to God I'll fuck you up.

(Ray) What fucking grandma?

You're in an old lady's
house in Rego Park.

- Are you gonna stay quiet?
- How the fuck did I get here, bro?

- Calm down!
- Fuck. All right. Get off. I'm calm.

- All right. Calm down.
- All right. So get the fuck off.

Shh! Shh!

Thank you.

- Yo, take these.
- What the fuck is that?

- (Connie) What is it?
- Oxys.

(Connie) Take it. Take it.

They'll make you feel better.

Are you gonna stay calm?

Can you leave us alone, please?

- (Ray) Dude, why do I have handcuffs on?
- (Connie) Just go down to your room.

Shut the door. Shut the door.

- Close the door!
- (Ray, groaning) Fuck!

I swear to God, if you wake up
the grandmother, I'll fuck you up!

Yeah, yeah, I heard you, bro.
Goddammit.

Are you gonna stay calm?

Yeah, yeah, I'm calm.

Fuck! Christ, man.

What the fuck is going on?
Why am I in handcuffs?

You were handcuffed
to a stretcher in a hospital.

I broke the wrong guy out.

- That's all I know. Yeah.
- Hospital?

- There was a cop outside your room.
- What?

I fucked up. I don't know what to tell you.
I don't know what to tell you.

There was a cop outside your room
and you're the wrong guy.

Well, what the fuck am I going to do?

You can do whatever you want to do.
What you can't do is fuck my shit up.

Acting stupid and getting me
thrown out. OK?

All right, well listen. Get me a phone, man.
I gotta make some phone calls.

- I don't have a fucking phone.
- Well, go get one from that fucking girl then.

(TV playing)

All right. We need to go back
to the hospital.

Is your brother OK?

That's not my brother.
The hospital fucked up.

Who is that upstairs?

I don't know who it is.
The hospital fucked up. It's not my fault.

- Does the car in the driveway work?
- Yeah.

- Do you know where the keys are?
- No.

Well, where could they be?
Can we just go and look for them quickly?

(Sighs)

Hurry up, get some shit on
and go find the keys.

Fuck, man.

Don't be confused.
It's just gonna make it worse for me.

Fuck.

- (Connie, whispering) Yo, yo!
- What?

I'm leaving.
You gotta leave, too.

- Let's go.
- Can I get a ride?

- Yeah. Whatever.
- I gotta make a phone call, too, bro.

- Please.
- Fine, fine.

- Just don't say anything stupid.
- I won't say nothing stupid.

- And clean that shit off your face.
- What do you think I'm trying to do here?

- You're gonna scare her.
- Get me that phone!

Fuck, man.

(Siren wailing)

Oh, shit!

Oh, it's probably
just some bullshit.

(Police radio chatter)

Hey, Ron, it's me.

Listen, I'll explain later.
Are you with Mom right now?

All right, listen. Is there anybody else
in the room with you right now?

(Quietly) Oh, fuck.

Listen, listen, when I get
off the phone with you,

you gotta pretend like you just got
off the phone with one of your friends.

All right, it's really important.

I gotta call you back later
from a different phone.

I'll explain everything. All right?
All right, I love you, bro.

Bye.

Whoa, whoa. Why are we going back
to the hospital for?

- I thought that's where you wanted to go.
- Are you fucking crazy?

(Sirens wailing)

All right.

I'm gonna drop you off
at that White Castle.

I gotta get something
for my brother, anyway.

Yo, could you run in and get
a number 5 six-piece chicken thing?

(Crystal) All right.

(Ray) Get me something, too.
I'm starving.

Just a couple sliders, please.

Go ahead.

(Crystal) Give me my phone.

- Here.
- No, no, leave that in here.

I wanna use it.

All right, bro. She's gone.
Let's get out of here! Let's fucking book it.

Driving around in a stolen car?
Don't be a fucking idiot.

We're waiting for her here.

I guess I'm gonna stay in the car,
too, then, man,

because you've seen how it is back there -
all those fucking cops.

And there's fucking cops at my house.

I don't think you understand, bro.
I just got out of prison yesterday.

I'm on fucking parole.
I'm fucked.

I'm gonna end up back in jail.
I am not going back to jail!

And these fucking pills
aren't doing shit.

Man, this is all a bunch
of fucking bullshit, man!

Shut the fuck up.
I'm trying to think. OK?

What do you think I'm trying to do?
I'm trying to fucking figure out my shit, too.

I don't know what the fuck
I'm going to do.

I don't remember half the shit
that went on yesterday.

I don't know if I ended up
in the hospital first.

Or the precinct first.

I don't know
if they got my fingerprints.

I don't know
what the fuck is going on.

And I don't remember half of it
because I was so goddamned fucked up!

I remember being
dropped off by a bus.

The jail releases me, the bus drops me off
right in front of a liquor store on the corner.

I mean, after doing two years in jail,

what the fuck do you think
IS gonna happen, man??

I'm gonna want a fucking drink.

Right away I'm getting a bottle of brandy,
and I'm already practically broke

with the little money
that was left in my account.

So I call my boy, Caliph,
he comes through with some more liquor...

- Your boy's home, man.
- ...and some sticks of Xanax.

My brother!

(Ray) He takes some sticks.
I take some sticks.

And by now, we're all fucked up.

And I'm just feeling so good
that I don't even give a fuck.

So we both walk over
to his boy Trevor's house.

This guy who has this hustle going

where he moves acid
for this guy in the Bronx

to this other guy in Long Island.

But what they do is,
they skim a couple of sheets off the top,

so they could have some money
on the side for themselves

before they make the delivery.

(Caliph) Yo, Bells, Belvis,
how much was that?

Yo, son, hook me up, son.

Finish her. You're
a three-minute man anyway.

Fuck, let me do my thing, man.

(Laughing)

(Ray) So I ride with him to Long Island,
and I'm thinking the whole time

this PO's gonna read me the riot act,

'cause I'm fucking up already,
but, I mean...

I'm feeling so great, and I'm fucked up.
And I just don't give a fuck. I'm celebrating.

I'm not gonna spill it.
Yo, how much is this shit worth?

So I'm at the arcade with Trevor now.

You know, we're doing our thing,
hustling acid.

And, you know, we take over this place.
Like it's our fucking office.

Once in a while someone will show up
and we'll make a sale, you know?

Make a sale here,
make a sale there.

(Customer) Twenty? You know...

(Trevor) Take that shit
and get high, baby boy.

A little stronger
than last time, I hope.

(Ray) But then, one of Trevor's friends,
this clown Donnie walks in.

And he's all fucked up.

And he's talking about how he just robbed
some Radio Shack down the street.

At this point,
the acid's kicking in for me,

so I can't follow this shit.

I'm having a hard time
following the story,

- and I'm starting to freak out a little bit.
- Bam! Right over his fucking head.

And then, guess what happens?
The fucking cops show up.

And the next thing I know,
Trevor's grabbing me,

and we just book it into the parking lot.

And I just remember thinking
I could run for, like, 20 miles straight.

(Trevor) It's here, right here.

(Ray) So I'm following Trevor,
and it's fucking freezing.

He leads us into Adventure land,
this amusement park.

At this point, I have no idea
what the fuck is going on.

And then Donnie leads us into this ride,
and they look for a place to hide their shit,

but it's fuckin' dark in there,
I can't see shit.

All of a sudden, they get bagged,
I'm all by myself in the dark.

And literally the next thing I remember is,

I'm fucking running down
some random street.

And I just see a fucking cab.

And I hail it, and I just get in.

And this driver, he just kept talking to me
and talking to me,

and I'm fucking tripping balls.

And I'm telling him, "Please, please,

"just give me some peace and quiet,
or I'm going to throw up.”

If you're going to throw up,

you give me my money right now
and you get out of this car.

(Ray) And I told the driver,
"Don't worry. I'm going to go in the house,

"I'll get the money from my bag."

I just got out of jail today, man.
I don't have shit.

As soon as he hears the word "jail,"
he fuckin' freaks.

Talking about, "Oh, I'm not getting ripped off
by one of you punks again."

- I am not getting fucked over!
- And he just fucking steps on the gas.

And that was it.
He just takes off.

I'm gonna pay you. My mother's
gonna pay you. She has money.

I'm going to the police, OK!

(Ray) Man, I heard the word
"cops", and I lose it.

I gotta get the fuck out of here.

- Pull over. Fuck this.
- You are crazy!

(Ray) I'm not going
back to jail, man.

I'm not going back to jail.
Goddammit!

So I happen to get one of the doors opened
before he locked them all.

This guy's crazy. He's fucking driving.

He's speeding down the road,
30, 40 miles an hour.

And I know we're getting
closer and closer to the precinct.

I know where my local precinct is.
It's not far.

And I am not going back to jail.

So I just looked down at the pavement
and just jump.

And now look
at my fucking face!

I can't go walk around
looking like this.

Yo. Yo, you listening to me?

Yo, you fucking hear me?

Yo.

Fucking serious? Hello?

Hello?

Tell you what I think.

I'm gonna drive us
out there right now,

gonna go through the ride,
and we split what we find. All right?

- What, to Adventurers? Right now?
- Yes.

Are you fucking serious?

I should be in a fucking bed
somewhere right now.

You have nowhere to go.
You have no plan.

And she's coming right now.

(Sighs)

(Car door opens)

Did you see all the activity
outside the hospital when we drove past?

Yeah, the police?

Yeah. So I called over there,
and there's been a police incident.

They're not going to discharge
anyone for an hour and a half.

So what's going to happen
with your brother?

I don't know. It's fuckin' nightmare.
I'm kinda fucked.

So I want to drop him off back at home,
then come back to the hospital afterwards.

So I'm gonna drop you off
back at home, right?

Oh, yeah, yeah, that sounds good.

Yeah, drive me home.

(Engine starts)

Where am I going?

(Ray) Yeah, just right up here.
Just pull up around back right here.

Right here?

(Ray) Yeah, just pull up around back.
I don't want to go around front

'cause then the dogs are gonna start barking
and wake everybody up and stuff. So...

Get out for a second.
I need to talk to her.

(Car door closes)

You know what?
Tonight, it's fucked up as it is.

I just think...

(Sighs)

I think something
very important is happening,

and it's deeply connected
to my purpose.

And I think that you are somehow
connected to it as well.

I mean, do you feel me at all?
Or do I just sound like a total faggot?

No, I feel you. I understand.

OK, I'm gonna go take a shit
in that guy's house.

And we'll try the hospital
again in a minute.

- Just wait here for me, OK?
- All right.

(Ray) We can cut
right through here.

(Connie grunting)

(Grunts)

Oh, fuck. Ow!

- (Connie shushing)
- Ow, my fucking shoulder!

Power with your legs.
Don't use your arms.

- Oh, fuck. Shit, man.
- Shut the fuck up!

I can't do it, man.

- Tell me where it is. I'll be right back.
- I'm not telling you where it is.

You can wait by the car.
That's my ride as well as yours.

No way. We find another way
around or something.

If I have to come back over there,
I'm gonna kick the living shit out of you.

You keep pushing me, bro,

and I'm gonna forget
how fucked up my shoulder is.

Motherfucker!

(Grunts)

You gotta help me over, bro.

Come on.

(Ray) Just boost me up.

(Connie) Go.

- (Grunts)
- There we go.

Go.

I'm good. (Groans)

Oh!

Fuck me, bro!

Oh, shit!

Fuck!

Here we go.

(Ray) All right, you feel
this track right here?

- (Connie) Yes.
- Follow it.

Um...

Yo, check this coffin.

- (Connie) Where?
- (Ray) Everywhere. Behind it, under it.

- (Connie) There's nothing here, man.
- (Ray) Try lifting the lid up.

(Connie) This is fucking bolted down.

I'm not gonna spend all night looking through
every single thing in here, so think harder.

(Ray) All right. I'm trying to fucking think, bro!
It was fucking dark, like it is now.

It's gotta be farther, let's go farther.
Come on.

(Connie) Fuck.

(Ray) Right. Got it.

This Egyptian shit.

I don't know.
Maybe this tombstone, man.

I think they stashed it here.

- Oh, shit!
- (Connie) You got it?

(Ray) Yes! Nah,
I found the fucking acid.

(Connie) I don't care
about the acid.

(Ray) Are you fucking stupid?
Do you know how much this shit is worth?

(Connie) Find the money.

- Do you recognise any of this?
- (Sighs) I told you, man. I was fucked up.

- The cops came in quick.
- (Door opens)

- Oh, shit!
- (Guard) Hey!

Y'all need to come out.

Stop fucking with me
right now.

I already called the cops.

Yo!

Stop playin'.

Y'all need
to come out right now.

If I find you,
you gonna get your ass kicked.

I'm not fucking around.

Show your face.

Hey!

(Ray) Oh, fuck!

Shit. Fuck! Ow!

(Guard) Hey! Calm down!

Hey!

- (Ray) Ow. Fuck!
- (Guard) Hey!

(Ray) I got beat up!
I'm the victim here, man.

Oh, shit.

- Where's your friend?
- I don't got no friend.

I saw you on the monitor!

There's cameras here, OK?

I got beat up. I'm the victim.
Look at me, man.

Oh, come on, bro.

(Guard) I'm gonna show
your friend now, huh?

(Ray) I'm not trying
to give you no problems, man.

- Let's wait for your boy to come out.
- Let me go. You'll never see my face again.

- Let's wait for your boy to come out now.
- Please, man. Come on, bro.

Shut the fuck up.

There he goes.

(Guard) Hey! Hey!

Yo!

(Guard groans)

(Guard screams)

(Ray) Oh, shit!

Come on! Come on!

Get me the fuck outta here!

Yo! Yo!

Open the door!

Yo, cut me the fuck out of these things, man.
There's got to be scissors somewhere.

Let me see those things.

(Connie) Shit.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

(♪ Eerie music playing on speakers)

(Evil laughter)

All right, let's leave him here.
Keep looking.

Go find it.
I want to be in and out of here.

Damn you fucked him up.

I want to be in and out, all right?
In and out!

(Moaning)

Yo, does any of this
black light shit ring a bell?

(Ray) I don't know, man.
Just look around.

Look under shit,
look behind shit, like I'm doing.

The cops came in.
They stashed it really quick, man.

(Screaming)

- What about the boat thing?
- The what?

The boat. Did you look
through the boat?

(Ray) Nah, not yet.

- (Thunder rumbling)
- (People screaming)

(Horn honking)

(Man on megaphone) 'Hello!'

(Horn continues honking)

(Man) 'Hello! Nassau County Police.
Anybody in there?'

Fuck! Fuck!

'Nassau County Police!

(Ray) Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Shit, man.
Take his shoes off!

Go look for a hiding spot.
Don't leave the ride.

Hold on, hold on.

This motherfucker's not gonna remember shit
when he wakes up.

Open the fucking mouth.

- Oh, there you are.
- We were yelling at the gate.

Sorry, man, I couldn't hear anything.
He's inside here.

(Connie) Watch out for the rail.

- He's just here.
- Oh, shit.

What happened to him?

(Connie) I don't know.
I just heard a ton of noise outside.

I just walked in here, and he's just
la yin' there like this, unconscious, I guess.

- What happened to the other one?
- (Connie) The other one...

As soon as I turned the lights on,
everybody ran off.

Is he still in the park?

- Maybe. I don't know.
- (Officer 2) You have an ETA?

(Officer 1) I'm gonna need you
to turn all the lights on in the park.

Uh... Yeah, just give me
a couple of minutes.

(Evil laughing)

(♪ Music playing)

Hold on.
Let me call you back, hold on.

'Cause I just
peeped something.

(♪ Music continues playing)

(Officer) Yo, yo, yo.

Stop! Stop! Turn around.

Turn around.

(EMT 1) Nice strong pulse.
He has a good chest rise.

He's moving good oxygen.

Those whacks are pretty nasty
on his forehead though.

Hey, bud. Hey. Hey.
What's going on, man? Hey.

You awake? Hello. Hello.

(Gasps)

(EMT 1) He's a little agitated.
Hold on. Hold on to him.

Hey, man, it's all right. It's all right.
Relax. Relax. Relax.

- (Shouting)
- There goes that drug use, huh?

(Speaking gibberish)

(EMT 1) Just hold on to his legs.
Make sure you got his legs.

All right, all right, all right, all right.

- (EMT 2) I'm gonna cuff him.
- (EMT 1) Yeah, yeah. Let's restrain him.

- (Continues shouting gibberish)
- (EMT 1) Relax, you're gonna be all right.

Relax. All right, I got his arms.
You get under.

Take your time.
One. Two. Three.

All right, let's put him
on a stretcher.

(Screaming)

All right.

Get off of me! Why are you
still holding me, sir? Get off!

Get off! Get off of me!

Wait, I just explained myself to you.
I didn't have to do that.

(Speaking gibberish)

(Officer 2) This is the girl.

Yo!

Is this the one
that was running around?

(Connie) Nah, it wasn't a girl, bro.

I don't know who that is.

(Officer 1) Look me at, don't look at him.
Look at me. How old are you?

-I'm 16.
- Where's your ID?

What are you doing here?

You don't know,
and you don't want to talk to me?

Come on. You're outta here.

I don't got time for this shit.

We'll find somebody that'll talk to us
and tell you why you're here, all right?

Get her outta here.
I'll start her 61.

(Operator) 'Elmhurst, can I help you?'

Yeah. I'm just looking for a patient
who's currently in the hospital.

I'm just checking to see if he's OK.

- (Operator) 'Name, please.'
- Nikolas. Nikolas Nikas.

N-I-K-A-S.

'N-I-K-A-S.

'Do you have a floor
or wing or something?'

No. No, I don't know anything.

'All right, please hold.

'Hello?

'Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm unable to release
any information regarding that inmate.'

Why not? I'm a family member.

'Like I said, I'm not allowed to release
or to disclose any information about...

Yo!

- Yo!
- (Ray) Yeah.

We're leavin'.

Yo, are we good, man?
Are they gone?

Yo, wait up!

Let me in.

- You have the acid?
- Yeah.

Get in the back.

(Ray) I gotta get to a fucking phone, man.
I gotta warn my family.

If they call that fucking
stupid girl's number back...

If she's with the cops,
then I'm fucked, bro.

They might trick my mom
into saying something stupid,

like I...
Like I called her earlier.

Fuck, man.

(Connie) Lay down.
We're going to his house.

Lay down.
Make yourself invisible.

(Beeping)

(Lift bell dings)

- (Ray) What apartment?
- 12B.

- Hello?
- (Dog barking)

(Knocks on door)

Hello?

(Dog continues barking)

Hey.

(Shushing) Come here.

Smell the coat. Smell the coat.
Smell that. Go on.

You smell it? You smell it?

Come here, come here.

- Come on.
- (Dog whimpering)

(Door closes)

(Announcer)
'The Octode and other demons...'

'This community is getting $46 million
in funding for upgraded infrastructure.

'The area of Southern Boulevard between
Westchester Avenue and Boston Road

'will soon have all of 39,000 feet of
new sewers, water mains, and sidewalks.'

Shit, that's what
I'm talking about.

Man, this is a nice fucking place.
I wish I had a fucking place like this.

(TV presenter continues indistinctly)

(Exhales)

How much money can you get for this
right now, tonight?

- What?
- For the acid.

Who can you call to get some money
for this right now tonight?

I want to move it right now.

That doesn't belong to me.
That belongs to my boy, Caliph.

Then he can pay me for it.

Fuck that, man.
I'm the one who found it, not you.

You wouldn't have found anything without me.
You were handcuffed to a bed in a hospital.

What do you think I'm doing this for?
You think I'm doing this for charity?

All right. You're right.
You got a point. I hear you.

Listen. My boy will hook you up.
He'll throw some money your way.

But, my point is, it's not up to me.
I gotta call him, all right? It's not up to me.

You're right.
It's not up to you.

- So get on the phone and call him right now.
- Plug the phone in. Charge it.

- And give me a minute.
- It doesn't need to be charged.

I want to relax for a minute, man.
It's been a long fucking night.

You gotta get on the phone right now,
and you gotta make sure it's plugged in

- 'cause otherwise it doesn't work.
- Give me a minute, bro. Goddamn.

Call him now.

(TV presenter) 'A Bronx man
is facing animal cruelty charges.

'Officials say an anonymous tip
about emaciated dogs

'prompted an investigation
by law enforcement.

'They will soon be available for adoption.

'Now an update on last week's
bank robbery in Flushing.

'Authorities are still searching
for Constantine Nikas,

'suspected of carrying out the robbery
along with his brother.

'Nikolas Nikas was arrested near the scene
after crashing through a plate-glass window

'at the New World Mall.

'He's currently being held
at the Queens Detention Center

"awaiting a court appearance.

'Today the brothers' grandmother
Is speaking out...'

So how much time are you facing?

'She joins us now from Flushing
with the details.'

(Sighs)

Come on, man, look at me.

'...one exclusive, Agapia Nikas...'

(Ray) I don't care.
I don't give a fuck.

I know your situation
can't be worse than mine.

Everybody goes through shit.
I'm the last one to judge.

(Wagner) 'She blames him
for an altercation with Nikolas

'that left her with a broken arm.'

You ever do time before?

- Fucking kidding me?
- Just asking you a question.

(Scoffs)

Why you gotta be such a fuckin' little prick
all the time, man?

Look at you. You're drunk as shit,
and now you wanna get real with me?

- Don't fucking flatter yourself, bro.
- Huh?

I'm not trying to get real with you.

- You know what? I'm fucking real.
- Fuck...

I'm trying to talk to you, all right?

Go fuck yourself, man.
You think you're better than me.

- I am better than you.
- You... You're an ignorant fuck, bro.

No one's better than any next man, all right?
You don't know me from Adam.

The second you got here,
you went to the booze and you got fucked up.

- But that's fine.
- So the fuck what?

That's just who you are.
You're a fuck up.

That's it. I don't care.
Whatever. I don't give a shit.

You shouldn't give a shit. Who gives a shit?
I definitely don't give a shit.

Look. Losers like you are incapable
of taking care of themselves.

You're either leeching off mommy
or leeching off welfare

or living off the government in jail.
That's you!

You don't know the first thing
about me, bro.

What's to know?
What's to know?

You serve absolutely no function
whatsoever. It's pathetic.

I probably made more money
in the last two years

than you did
in your whole fucking life, man.

Let's see, man,
a couple of years from now,

you ever seen me driving by
in my fucking Lambo.

You're gonna put your fuckin' foot
so far up your mouth, bro.

You don't know
what I'm talking about at all.

(Doorbell buzzes)

'Bout fuckin' time.

(Doorbell continues buzzing)

(Dog whimpers)

(Ray) Hello.

- Hello.
-'Yo, it's Caliph. Buzz me up.'

- (Ray) All right. I'm buzzing you up right now.
- (Intercom buzzes)

(Doorbell chimes)

Yo, come on. Get in, man.

What the fuck happened
to your face, nigga?

- You didn't tell me it was like this.
- It is. It is.

Aw, I can't even fuckin' look at you, man.
It's disgusting.

Then don't look at me.
I don't know what to tell you.

- (Caliph) Where's the bottle?
- (Ray) It's in this room with this fucker.

- What are you whispering about?
- Listen. Listen.

This guy's fuckin' shot up, all right?

- I just want to get this shit over with.
- Man, fuck this shit.

- Yo, what's up?
- Shut the door!

What the fuck! You didn't tell me
there was a fucking dog in there.

Fucking forgot about that, man.

- What the fuck!
- (Dog barking)

- (Connie) How much did you bring?
- Calm the fuck down.

(Connie) How much did you bring?

I thought we were gonna talk
about this shit first, and then decide.

- So you brought nothing.
- I need to know what the fuck I'm pa yin' for.

(Connie) Is this guy serious?

(Caliph) Yeah, I'm very serious.
I could've run with my own fucking car

and got the shit the other day myself.

Both of you get out.
We're done.

(Dog continues barking)

Yo. Just give him whatever you got,
and let's get the fuck outta here.

I'm gonna go get $1,000 from the ATM
and bring it right back.

I want 15,000, not 1,000.

How am I gonna get 15,000 from an ATM,
you crazy motherfucker?

(Connie) This conversation's over.
You can leave now. Both of you.

How 'bout we do this?
I'll go to the ATM right now,

and I'm gonna take out $1,000
times three.

- Three Gs for you...
- No.

- From the ATM in 30 minutes.
- No. Not good enough!

All right. I'm gonna go
to the motherfuckin' bank.

It's gonna take me about three hours
to get you the 15 Gs.

You want to sit here
and wait here like a dick?

- (Connie) Yeah.
- (Dog continues barking)

OK, great. Fine.

(Connie) Great.

That guy's full of fuckin' shit.
He's an asshole.

You see what the fuck I've been dealin' with
all fuckin' night?

Yeah, I get it. I get it.

I'm gonna fuckin' go right now.
I'll be back at 9:30.

Keep your eye on him, all right?

I'm gonna go to the BX.
I'm gonna get with Tasha.

- And then I'll be back.
- That's what I'm talking about.

- (Whispers) Hold him the fuck down.
- Yeah. I'll see you, all right?

- Yo!
- (Dog continues barking)

(Knocks on door)

(Ray) Yo!

What?

What are you doing?

- I told you. I'm done.
- He's coming back with the money, bro.

- Get off. I'm leaving.
- No, we're waiting. We're fucking waiting.

(Connie) Waiting for what?

We're fuckin' waiting!

I'm not letting you leave
with that fuckin' bottle, man.

Fuckin' let go of this shit.

(Ray screaming)

Get off me! Fucking mutt!

Get the fuck off me!

Shit! Goddammit!

Fuck! (Ray screams)

(Dog barking)

Shit.

Yo, it's me. Yo, you gotta get
back here right now.

You gotta get back here right fucking now.
Dude, he left! He left with it!

- (Caliph) 'What were you fucking thinking?'
- The fuckin' dog, man!

- Listen, you just gotta come.
- 'They're swarming the fuckin' building.'

Hold on. Hold on.

(Sirens wailing)

(Officer) Stop! Stop!

(Connie panting)

Stop!

Hey, yo!

Stop!

Stop! You're under arrest.

Get the fuck down!

Oh, shit!

He's getting bagged
as we speak, man!

It's on top of a parking lot. In a puddle.
The Sprite bottle. You can't miss it.

It's right out front. It's right out front.
You can't miss it.

- (Knock on door)
- I gotta go.

I'll call you back.
You never talked to me. Bye.

(Officer) Police Department!
Come out with your hands up!

- Open the door!
- (Knocking continues)

(Sirens wailing)

(Officer 1) Hey, keep an eye
on this crowd.

(Police radio chatter)

(Officer 2) They're starting to set up
a perimeter for this.

(Officer 3) He went out the window!
Window!

- (Officer 4) Look up!
- (Officer 5) All units! He's on the building!

(Screaming)

- (Thud)
- (Officer 6) All units. Call it in now!

(Woman screaming)

(Panicked chatter)

(Peter) There he is.
Good to see you, Nick.

I'm really glad you're here.

And I gotta tell you,
that is a very cool haircut.

You look really sharp.

- Mrs Nikas, it's so good to see you, too.
- Good to see you.

- Thank you for bringing Nick in. Thank you.
- Thank you very much for everything.

OK. Listen, I want you
to come with me.

I'm gonna take you someplace.
I just enrolled you in this really terrific class.

I'm gonna walk you there right now.
You are gonna love it.

You know, Nick, I have to tell you,
what Connie did. Connie did the right thing.

He did the really responsible thing.

And the best news is,
he's right where he belongs.

And you're right where you belong.

And I gotta tell you,
this place where we are now

can be a lot of fun if you let it.

You know that, don't you?

(All) Energy.
Energy in my hands.

(Man) Energy.
Energy in my foot.

- (Samantha) Hi, Peter!
- (Peter) Hi. Hi, Samantha. Hi.

Please excuse me for interrupting.
I just want everybody to meet my friend Nick.

- Nick, say hi to everybody.
- (All greeting)

- (All) Hi, Nick!
- (Woman) Welcome!

(Peter) That's Samantha. This is Aubrey.
Aubrey conducts this class.

I've seen these classes.
They're great.

- I think you're gonna like it. It's a lot of fun.
- I don't know nobody here though.

- (Peter) No, you don't.
- (Aubrey) That's OK.

There's a lot of people here
that are new, too. You're not alone.

You're gonna have a good time.
And I'll be right out here.

I'm just going to be waiting for you.
I'm not leaving without you.

- Thank you, everybody. Nice to see you.
- (All) Bye, Peter!

- (Peter) Bye, Samantha.
- (Aubrey) Nice to meet you.

- Can I take your coat?
- (Door closes)

(Nick) I've really had a long day.

Hey, guys, say hi to Nick one more time.
Make him feel welcome.

(All) Hi, Nick.

(Aubrey) OK. Since Nick is here, we're
gonna get to know each other a little bit more

and play something called Cross The Room.

So I'd love everyone to divide up
on one side of the room.

Nick, this way, thank you.

Uh, Rodney,
you can actually get over here.

Backari next to Andrew.

Perfect.

OK. I'm going to give you a prompt.

I'm gonna say,

"Cross the room
if you like something.

"Cross the room
if you want to do something.

"Cross the room if you have
ever done something."

And if you have or agree
with those prompts,

you would cross the room.

Now,

you choose whether or not
you want to cross.

You don't have to.
It could be your secret.

You choose your truth. OK?

(All) OK.

So let's start with something easy.

Cross the room if you like candy.

(♪ IGGY POP:
"The Pure and the Damned")

Mikey and Michael
don't like candy? OK.

How about something harder?

Cross the room
if you've ever been in love.

- (Woman 1) I think I have.
- You think you have?

OK.

Cross the room
if you have ever lied.

Cross the room

if you've ever not gotten along
with your family members sometimes.

(Woman 2)
There were family problems.

(Aubrey) Family drama.
No family drama?

Does anybody have
another suggestion?

- (Woman 3) I do.
- (Aubrey) Sure.

Cross the room if you've ever been blamed
for something that you didn't do.

(Woman 4) Oh, plenty of times.

♪ Touch me

♪ Cure me

Have you ever been to Radio City Christmas
at Rockefeller Center.

♪ The pure always act from love

(Aubrey) Travis?

♪ The damned always act from love

...anything stupid
with your friends.

♪ Mm-hmm

(Aubrey) Cross the room if you've ever done
something stupid with your friends.

- Mikey, do you have a suggestion?
- Yeah.

Cross the room...

♪ Every day I think about untwisting
and untangling

♪ These strings I'm in

♪ And to lead a pure life

♪ I look ahead at a clear sky

(Aubrey) Cross the room...

♪ Ain't gonna get there

♪ But it's a nice dream

Cross the room
if you have a friend.

♪ It's a nice dream

♪ Death

- ♪ Make me brave
- (Aubrey) Megan?

(Megan) Cross the room
if you've even been lonely.

♪ Death

(Aubrey) Cross the room

- if you like musicals.
- ♪ Leave me swinging

Do an easy one.

♪ The pure always act from love

♪ The damned always act from love

♪ The truth is an act of love

...ever felt like you spend
too much time at home.

♪ Someday, I swear

♪ We're gonna go to a place
where we can do everything we want to

♪ And we can pet the crocodiles

♪ Love ♪