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[distant sirens wailing]

[thunder rumbling]

(Teddy)
There's no stopping--

Who stop--

Stopping"

Someone who will stop--

Who stops at nothing.
You can get--

[thunder rumbling]

(E-Ruption) There's no stopping
someone that will stop at nothing.

There's no stopping someone
that will stop at nothing.

So if you want something,

you have to decide
how to get it

because no one else
is going to get it for you.

If you're stuck in your job
or some stale relationship,

if today always feels
like yesterday

and you can't see
a new tomorrow,

then guess what.

You're what needs fixing.

So stop blaming your parents,

stop blaming your boss,

your spouse, the dog,
the neighbor,

everybody else
for your problems.

Look, stop
the crying, all right?

Because the point is,
you have the power

to transform your shit
at the snap of a finger.

Make the decision
to become a success.

No one can make it
until they first decide

that they are going
to become a success.

You are on fire this morning.

(interviewer) All right,
so this book, Reach Me ,

seems to have transformed
your game, E-Ruption, yes?

It transformed
my attitude.

It's transformed my
relationship with my father

and my son.

(Colette)
Don't change that.

Put it back, please.

Kiss my ass, bitch.

[cartoon music on TV]

Yo! Don't you touch that.

Ah! (Woman) What are you doing?

[all shouting]

That's it.
That's it!

[all shouting]

Yeah!

(several inmates)
Get up!

(black woman)
Dumb-ass.

[cheers and applause]

Yo. Where you going, Colette?

I told you to kiss my ass.

(inmate)
Yeah, kiss her ass, ho. Ho.

You really want
me to kiss your ass?

I don't give a damn about you
getting out tomorrow.

I want you to kiss my ass.

I want your lips
on my ass.

Let's go.

NOW!
Let's go!

Bring it over here! Let's go!
Bring your ass over here.

(inmates) Hurry the hell up.
What you waiting on, bitch?

Come on!

[all shouting]

(black woman) Yeah, come on.
(inmates) Come on, kiss it.

(all) Kiss it'. Kiss it!

Kiss it.
Kiss it.

Get 'm there.
Hurry up!

[groan] (woman) Oh, man!

(woman)
Oh, Jesus.

[cartoon voices over TV]

(E-Ruption on TV)
Last year, I was in the joint.

This year I'm sifting here with
you with the number one single.

You can't beat that.

(Ann) I think I need
to read this book.

Who wrote W? See,
that's the enigma.

There's not even a picture
of the author on the jacket.

No bio, nothing. Just a
name, Teddy Raymond.

And I bet that's not even
his real name.

Strange.
Yeah.

It's like he doesn't
want to be known.

He just wants his words
to speak for themselves.

And in a day where everybody
wants to be a celebrity,

even me, I respect it.

I think it's very interesting,
and I think it's dope.

(Anne) I understand that
since he is anonymous

there are some people
that are staging live readings

via Internet chat right now.
Twitter's blowing up,

social media's blowing up
because of this message.

It's like people
are empowering themselves

all over this world.

[phone rings]

[sighs]
[been]

Yes, Gerald?

You're watching
Good Day in the Valley?

I am. (Gerald)
Interesting story, huh?

Stupid bumper
sticker quotes.

Why would a best-selling
author go into hiding?

Who cares?

I care.
Get over here now.

[beep]
Sh it.

(Frank)
What are you doing?

A birdie.

What do you want me to do,
cheat myself?

What are you getting mad
at me for?

You made a great putt.

Huh?

What are you looking at?
Go get it!

[muttering]

(man in suit)
Look, son. Look.

[groan]

Tommy lives
in Redondo Beach, California.

Here's the address.

But do not harm
his girlfriend, Denise-Denise.

Denise-Denise?

Yeah, her doo-wop
moron parents

named her after
that old song, you know?

Fl Denise-Denise
Oh, how I love you so fl

(both)
fl Denise-Denise fl

fl I got a crush on you flfl

Anyway, she was so hot,
I took a class with her.

I used to stare
at her tits in Spanish.

You can stare
in Spanish?

Spanish class, moron.

Oh.
A night class, Spanish.

I thought
you meant--

In a few years, half the country's
going to be speaking in Spanish.

You want to loan them
money or sell them dope,

you better speak
their language, anyway.

Look, Tommy borrowed 100 grand
to make this hi-def movie.

Made a few payments,
then skipped.

Now, he's German.
I want him hurt bad.

I want you to turn his nose
into mush.

You hit him so many times

that there's nothing
left of it.

Take pictures.

Done.

Reach Me? What are you going to
reach for, you Scottish ape?

Another banana on a tree?

Some kind of motivation
book he found.

Yeah, maybe it'll motivate some of
those dead brain cells of yours

to get moving around your brain.
Here.

Oh, yeah, and Tommy's got
this little dog.

Little wiener dog
named Beezy.

Shoot him.

[dog whimpers]

[door slams, bottle breaks]

(man)
I'm going stir crazy!

I'm losing my mind.
I really am.

(Denise)
Tommy, calm down.

What if the motel
calls the cops?

You'll get arrested,
and we'll be in worse shape.

Calm down?
We have no money.

$0 let's move.
With what?

"So let's move." We have
no money, Denise-Denise.

I am broke. Stop
worrying about money.

Oh, "stop worrying
about money."

[speaking German]

How are we going to eat, huh?
I'll get a job.

Don't say no.
No!

So German.
Nein!

[speaking German]

Should've left you
in Phoenix.

What's wrong with me?

Why did I take
that money from Frank?

[speaking German]

Beezy.
[crying]

[growling] I made you take me.
Remember?

You borrowed that money
for a good reason,

to make a movie
starring me.

I just wish you would've read
more books on directing.

(man over radio) Make a beeline by
Douglas Appleman and Eric Sacarny.

[soft music]

I'll give you fen points
for a cripple.

[changing radio stations]

(woman singing)
fl I can see my dreams fl

(man rapping)
fl Tears, the sweat fl

Hey, don't play rap
in this car.

Turn that off.

Passing by the station, man.

Well, you can
pass by it faster, man.

That isn't music.
It's jungle jingles.

Ah. Can't believe they
give Emmys for that shit.

It's Grammy, not Emmy. What?

Grammys for music.
Emmys for TV.

Oscars for the movies.

I forgot what
they give you for plays.

Hey, let's go over this
plan one more time.

Hey, what are you doing?

Put that joint out, Wolfie!

The weed
helps me focus.

What happens
if a little piggy squeals by?

Well, I could dust them.

Where did you
get this guy?

What kind of gun
is that, man?

I had this
special made, man.

You can't miss.

You just point
and shoot.

Hey, let' me see that'-
Are your hands clean?

Oh, give me
the gun. Jesus.

All right.

Oh, that's nice.

Wow.

Let me use this,
just for this job.

Man, I told you, I had that
special made just for me.

Do you want to do
this job or not?

All right,
car running.

Let's do it.

(backseat henchman)
Oh, baba, it's Tonys.

That's what they give
for the plays, Tonys.

[laughs]
Yeah.

[upbeat music
playing over radio]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Drop them!

[passersby shouting]

(henchman)
Damn!

You bastard!

Drop them!

Aaagh!

[groan]

[gasping]

Nice work.

You all right, Captain?
Yeah, I'm good.

You all right?
Yeah, I'm all right.

We shared that one.
[siren approaching]

You know that, right?
Get out of here.

Okay. I don't want
your face on the news.

All right, hey, there's some
oregano joints in the car

if you want
to get crazy.

Get out of here.

[engine turns over]

[engine revving]

[siren wailing]

Do I want to hear
a political joke?

No, because the trouble
with political jokes

is they
usually get elected.

(Gerald) Uh-huh.
(senator) Please.

So why would I hold breaking news
of your peccadillo, senator?

Right, I know.
It's humiliating.

I guess we all live
with humiliation.

My prized muckraker dresses like
he just fell out of a hamper,

and I think he's
looking for a raise

because he
can't afford a razor.

Got something for you.
Uh-huh.

If you want me to keep
your indiscretion quiet,

you got to give me more than
two senators switching sides.

The story's bigger than that.
Right.

I'm not going
to anybody else.

Nobody loves a favor more than me.
It'll be yours exclusively.

But it better have veracity,
truthfulness, and authenticity.

If you can bring that,
you call me back.

If you can't,
forget it.

All right.
All right, bye.

These guys
get elected.

This is obviously
a pseudonym.

Yeah, I'd say so. So
why's he anonymous?

I don't trust anonymous people.
Something stinks here.

Gerald, look. There's wars
breaking out all over the world.

There's massive unemployment,
global warming.

I need to write about something with
some sort of substance. You need.

Please, my brain
is atrophying.

Yeah, we don't
want that.

Could we chat
out on the patio?

When are you going to stop being
a slave to your addiction?

Really, it's a disgusting
and repulsive habit,

and that's why you don't
have a girlfriend.

What woman wants to
kiss an ash tray?

Now, look around.

Women are
fine-tuned instruments.

Like a lute.

Man, you, me, we're
like blunt instruments,

and we get what we want by smashing
through things with sheer will.

Women?
They use sheer skill.

That's why we're never going
to meet in the middle.

That's why you're never going
to out-debate a woman,

because logically
she will bury you.

That's why you say,

"You're right,
you're right."

And you'll do
anything for her.

You'll keep your breath
fresh for her

so you're appealing,
so you can be kissed,

because empires
are built on a kiss.

You're not following this,
are you?

Let's go. I've tried everything.
All right?

Gum, pills, the patch,
hypnosis, acupuncture.

Christ, I even tried
chime therapy.

Nothing works for me.

Will you please give Leland the story?
Thanks.

I don't want Leland. I want
my favorite weasel, you.

Gerald--
Gerald what?

You don't want
to do this anymore?

He went to Yale
to be a serious writer,

but what he is, is a serious
Internet journal hack.

He wants to be
a great novelist,

but what he's
great at is gossip

and doesn't know
his limitations.

I think it's more important to know
what you're not than what you are.

By the way, no one's
writing great novels.

They're writing sexy books.

People are more interested
in what's going on

in each other's underpants
than in their soul.

Thanks.
Take it easy.

Tell you what, Roger.

Shave your beard,
cut your hair,

put on a sport coat,
make yourself presentable,

and then you find
this Teddy Raymond.

If he turns out to be
the Elephant Man,

I'll put you
in the hard news

right at the top
of the home page.

Do not fail me.

Shut the door.

Ciao.

[door buzzes]

(woman) If! catch you
with a cigarette

or a pack of matches
or anywhere near fire,

that will put you
in violation of your parole.

I want to hear from you
the minute you're settled in.

Has anything
I said been unclear?

No, it's very clear.
Who's picking you up?

I'm taking the overnight
bus to Redondo Beach.

My niece is picking me up.
She's from London.

Have you any idea
what you want to do?

I'm wearing it.
What?

I made this dress
in Vocational.

Here's a book
of my designs.

Have you ever heard
of Teddy Raymond?

You know, you're
a very lucky lady, Colette,

because I know
it was you

who cracked that chair
over Gloria's back.

You better be
a good little girl outside,

or you're going to be
right back here

serving out your time
and more.

I'm ready to go.

(glen) a fl I you?

Dates.

[conversation
in Spanish]

[man speaking
in Spanish]

Hey, Dom, you ever sat' down
and outlined your goals?

(Dom)
Goals?

Yeah, you know,
what you want to do.

Like what?
I don't know.

Look, you got this book
in a McDonald's bathroom.

Forget about it!

[groaning]

(Thumper) It' tells you how to
realize your full potential.

What's potential?

It means doing what
you're supposed to do. Okay?

I can't kill
Tommy's dog.

If Frank's paying us for
that, that's what you do.

I can't.

You know I can't.
You do it.

There's no way I'm getting
near that Nazi dog.

When I was
in second grade,

best friend,
before I met you,

he lived
next door to me.

His name was Jimmy,
and Jimmy had one.

He got in an argument
with this Indian kid.

Like, he's from India with
the red dot and the turban.

Anyway, the Indian kid
goes to hit Jimmy,

and Jimmy's dachshund
jumps up, and he--

he bites the Indian kid on the
lip, and he won't let go.

I'll never forget it
to this day.

I'm seven years old,

and the poor turban,
it's ruined for life.

All because
of this Nazi wiener dog.

No way I'm getting
near it. No way.

Gracias.

Besides, he told you
to shoot it.

He looked at you
when he said it.

[bell tolling]

[tolling continues]

[tolling stops]

Hi.

You want to go first?
That's not funny.

All right, I was just kidding.
Why are you here?

You sound stressed.
Are you stressed?

No, I'm not stressed. I'm fine, yes.
Are you all right?

Okay, okay. All right.
How about you'?

Well.

Father--

I did it again.

Bank robbers this time.

Bank robbers.
Bank robbers.

How many men
have you killed, Wolfie?

Forty-three and a half.

A half?
Yeah.

A half? Well, two of us did
this one guy, you know,

but that was at the same
time, so we both got credit.

Forty-four men.

They're all
bad guys, Father.

These are bad guys,
you know?

They're all killers.

I mean, the world's a better
place without these men.

Yeah, well maybe, maybe, but
you're not a good guy, Wolfie.

You're using the law
as a shield.

That's why you come here
to absolve your sins,

because you feel guilty.

You've appointed yourself

an agent
of divine retribution,

but that's God's role,
not yours.

Thou shall not kill!

[whispering]
I can't help it.

Yes, yes.

You can help it.
How?

Quit the L.A.P.D.

I don't know how to
do anything else.

Five Hail Marys,
three Our Fathers.

You know what to do next.
Yeah, wait, Father.

Wait. Hey.

(assistant) Let's lock it up.
Nice and quiet, please.

Picture's up.

Is this your first time
doing a love scene? Yeah.

Well, don't worry.
I've done a hundred of them.

Best thing to do is not think
about it too much, you know?

Otherwise you can get
inside your head.

You know what I mean? Right.

Just relax
and let it happen, okay?

Okay.
Thank you.

Yeah.

Uh, governor?

[mouthing]
Bra strap.

Oh, Eve, can you
take your bra off?

We're only going
to see your face.

We're shooting you
from the shoulders up.

Now, if it's a prob/em, they
can Band-Aid your nipples.

Band-Aid my nipples?

Yeah, you know,
if you feel uncomfortable

with them touching
my chest, you know?

After all, we have
only just met each other.

No.

No, it's--it's--if the--

If the camera's not going
to see anything then--

No.
I guess it's okay.

You sure? Because I don't want you
doing anything you'll regret.

No, it-- no, it's fine. Yeah?

Uh, I'll just--
Okay.

Wardrobe, go! a bra
coming out here.

Okay, Kersey.
Yeah.

You're making love, phone rings.
Yeah.

There's a triple homicide.

Leap out of bed, grab your
gear, and you're out of here.

Adios.
Cool, got it.

Got it?
Okay.

When do I
say my line?

Um, I'm getting
my S.A.G. Card.

This will be
my first speaking role.

Oh, okay.

Oh.
Thank you.

Um, so he--he
gets out of bed,

and I'm meant to say,

"Hannibal, where
are you going?"

But is it okay
if I change it

to "Thanks
for nothing"?

I just--I know
it's just a bit part,

but can I give it
a bit of pizazz?

"Thanks for nothing"?

Yes, I like it. It's funny.
Okay, give it pizazz.

All right.
Okay.

Okay, hold on.
Hold on.

[humming]

[grunting]
Okay, okay, okay!

Hold on, governor!

Because I'm working
here, huh? All right?

Bloody hell.

[groaning and grunting]

And Okay!

Ready under the covers.

(man)
Go under the covers.

Kersey, let's go.
Under the covers.

(man) Speed. (director) Rolling.

And action.

[moaning]

[grunting]

[phone rings]

Yeah?
[moan]

I'll be right there.

Adios.

(director) And--cut'! Great!

(boy on TV) Until you're off this
planet, you have another chance.

Until you stop trying, you have
a new opportunity. [applause]

If you'll try, it's
an opportunity to succeed.

God, that's so trite.

(all) There's no stopping somebody
who will stop at nothing!

[clapping] (Kate)
That's great, guys.

You really brought his
words to life. Wow.

And who are
you, miss?

I coordinate
these events.

What's your name?
It's Kate.

It's nice to meet you.

(Roger)
Oh, that's nice.

Stare at her lip,
you schmuck.

Do you think he'll ever
come out of seclusion?

He's not in seclusion. He just wants
the book to speak for itself.

Yeah, but if he would
do shows, he'd make bank.

Maybe he doesn't care
about money.

Money isn't everything.

Yeah, wait
till you're 21.

[clapping]

[phone rings]

Hello?

(man on phone) Hello, is
this Roger King? Speaking.

You were inquiring
about Teddy Raymond?

Uh, yes, yes.
Yes, I did.

We actually have a guest on
Good Day in the Valley today.

Why don't you come down
to the studio?

I was in this little park
in Myrtle Beach

and this kid is insulting
his girlfriend,

saying that she's never
going to make it

because she had
a harelip and stutter.

This stranger
just butted in

telling the kid
he was full of shit.

The stranger
went into a rant.

"She's perfect,"
he said.

"It doesn't matter what
anyone said about her."

The stranger looked
like a street person

but he was going wild,
and a crowd started to form.

When he was done,
I took off my hat

and passed it around.

I gave the stranger the money,
minus 10% of course.

As I introduced myself,

the harelipped girl
came up to thank him,

and he offered
to cure her stutter.

And?

He cured her overnight.

Kate!

Thanks.
Appreciate it.

[recorder clicks]

(Wilson) Kate, say hi to Roger
King, a reporter for the, um--

Daily Contact.

Daily Contact.
With Gerald Cavallo?

Yeah.
How are you?

See?
No stutter.

How'd he do it?

He dragged her to the
ocean-- Don't bother.

He thinks all this
is bullshit.

If Teddy Raymond has spoken
publicly before, why not now?

See, back then,
it wasn't planned.

Look, he's not
a public speaker.

In fact, he hates
motivational speakers.

He thinks they're all trying to get
rich and make themselves famous.

He sounds like
an intelligent man.

I want to interview him.
No interviews.

Why? Is he
hiding something?

He wants to remain anonymous.
He's not hiding anything.

Write about the movement,
Roger, not the man.

(woman) Okay, people, magic
happens in a few seconds.

Four, three, two--

Welcome back.
I'm Anne Greenwald.

Well, you guys seemed to love
yesterday's show so much

that we've brought on,
today, Jack Kinsey.

Now, he's a successful Hollywood
stuntman-- Hollywood,huh?

Whose own motivational
story inspired me

to pick up and read
the book Reach Me.

And I! is
quite a story, Jack.

And you're here today
to talk about?

I have Tourette's syndrome.

It's, uh, you know,

it's a very complicated
biogenetic disorder.

Not only does it affect
you physically,

it affects your thought
patterns, how you think.

Sometimes you-you-you-you
can't filter the thoughts

before you speak.

The good thing is no one has
to wonder what's on your mind.

I love your dress.
I'm going to talk about success.

The only place sex--
[grunts]

The only place success
comes before work

ls in the dictionary, so if
you-you-you want something,

stop wishing and hoping
and praying.

Stop going,
"I'll never make it big

because I'm too young or too
old or too fat or too thin."

"I got a bad back
or a big nose.

I'm black, I'm brown,
I'm red, I'm green."

[grunting]

[silence]

Ooh.

Tourette's is like
a demon inside you,

but I overcome it.

Sorry. No buts.
I overcame it.

You go home, and you take
the word "can '2'. "

You take the word "but."
No buts!

You take the word "never,"

you take
the word "impossible,"

and you dig a hole,
and you bury them!

Or I promise you,
you will go to your grave

with your
sweetest song unsung.

And don't wait!
Green light!

Hello?

Yeah, hold on.

Um, excuse me.

It was nice meeting you.

You just let it, your life happened.
I love your eyes.

As if you have
no control over it.

I got to take
this call.

Is that Teddy? (Jack) Bu!
you do. Because--

(both) Because there's
no stopping somebody--

Once again,
you should've been here.

(Teddy)
I said no public appearances.

[grunt]

(Roger)
Sorry about that.

My bad.
Good interview.

[yin]
No!

[guys shouting, girl screaming]

(man) Girl, you got
some nice titties.

Come on, yeah.

Hey, hey,
what's up, man.

Going to pull a train
on these girls.

(mm Let me QM (man) “Ev, hey“

(man) Hey, gel' her
purse- (girl) No, no!

No!
Get her purse.

[overlapping shouting]

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, quiz'.

Relax, relax.

(girl) Let go of me! Let go!

[girl shouting]

(man) Hey, get' that
girl out' of here.

You little bitch.

Come on.

Sucker.

(girl)
Watch out!

[gunshots]

I've got to talk
to you, Father.

[doorbell chiming]

Father?

What are you doing here?
It's 4:00 in the morning.

Hey, Father, I know.
I'm sorry, but I-l figured--

Well, can I--
can I come in?

You just kill somebody?

Well, I-l need to make
a confession.

I don't want to hear it.

[knocking]

The purpose of confession
Father, come on.

Is to examine your conscience
honestly and thoroughly.

To seek forgiveness out of
the simple fear of hell,

which you don't
give a damn about.

I do. I do! No, you don '2'!

Because you have every intention
of committing that sin

again and again
and again!

Let me 'm. Therefore you're
not sorry for your sins,

and you will not
be forgiven!

Get out!
I'm not getting out.

I'm staying right here. I'm
going to make my confession.

This is a house of God. You're
a representative of him.

I'll do it right here.

Get up. Forgive me, father,
for I have sinned.

It's been one day since my
last confession. Get' up-

I said get up!

I'm sorry.
Here.

Here.
There you go.

Right here.

Okay.

Sorry, Father.

I'll come back.

When you're feeling
better, I'll come back.

Aunt Colette!
Eve!

Oh, you look beautiful.
Oh.

There's this man,
and, um,

he wrote this book,
this amazing book,

and it's just filled with all
these, um, positive messages.

And he's trying
to remain incognito,

but I just
have this feeling,

you know how I get
them, that, um--

that this--this Teddy Raymond,
he needs me, you know?

Hey, how were the costumes?

On the show.

What'd you wear?

What--

What is it?
You had a speaking part, right?

[crying] I was,
um-- What happened?

I was--

He grabbed my--

God!

[horn honking] He what?
Oh, my God!

[tires screeching,
glass shattering]

Ow.

Jesus Christ. (Colette) Eve?

[Coughing]
Wake up!

Are you okay?

[groan] (Colette) Sorry.

Are you okay?
Are you all right?

I'm fine.

I don't know about her.
I don't know--

I don't know
about her.

Give me
a second here.

I'm going to have to get
her out of the car.

Are you sure?
Yeah, come on.

You know what you're doing?
Yeah.

You appear to know what you're doing.
She's got a pulse, and she's breathing,

so, no broken bones
for me.

Are you a doctor? It's
just a nasty bump.

No, I just know about this stuff.
Oh, my God.

She'll be alright.
Oh, are you sure?

Let's just lay her down.
Oh, my God.

Honey, are you okay? She
really got knocked out.

Sorry, I don't even know
what happened.

We didn't even see it.
It's alright.

We didn't even see
the stop sign.

We didn't see anything.
Things happen, okay?

We're going to be fine.
Let's just call an ambulance.

No, no, no, no.
No police.

We don't need to.
Why bother?

Hi.
Oh, honey.

Can you hear me?
How are you?

You're hurt.
No, no, I'm fine.

Here, I'm going to sit you
up a little bit, okay?

Are you sure?
Just breathe.

Don't try standing up.
I'm sorry.

[groan] Oh, oh! Oh, my gosh.

I'm fine. I'm just
a little dizzy.

I'm a little dizzy.
That's all.

I just got to lie down.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just for a minute.

(Eve)
He's a policeman.

Are you kidding me?
Oh, just my luck.

Oh, man!

Take me home.

Redondo Beach, it's not far.
Okay.

No! No, no.

Why? If he's hurt, we
shouldn't move him.

Aunt Colette,
he's a police officer

and he's asking us
to take him home.

That's exactly why we
shouldn't take him home.

We shouldn't take him home
because I'm on parole.

Do you forget about that?

Are we getting up?
Yeah, yeah.

[both women muttering]

[groans]

(Roger)
Great painting.

Love the colors,
the attitude.

The tone.

[can rattles]

It's the wrong color, the wrong
attitude, and the wrong tone.

There's no flow.

Did you find
out who he is?

Not yet.

I traced that phone number
back to a pay phone

in Veteran's Park
in Redondo Beach.

You understand that
everything 's about flow?

Everything?

And I'm here,
trying to flow,

and you come here
and interrupt me

and tell me
that you're a failure?

Well, I haven't failed!

If you haven '2' failed, why
don't you go out' and find him?

I'm doing the best
that I can!

I've been in that park
all morning!

I haven't even
eaten breakfast!

So what?

What do you mean
you haven't eaten breakfast?

When you're on a mission,
nothing else matters!

Not food, not hygiene,
not women.

I would throw my mother under
a bus, under four buses,

to complete a mission.
You see?

That's the difference
between you and me.

And I ain't saying I'm proud
of it, because I'm not.

But when I'm focused
on something,

everything else
around me dies.

I'll try to bring her
back to life later on.

But it stays dead until I
complete the mission whereas you

try to keep everything alive
and that's why you're a loser!

You're the third man through the door!
You're a fart-catcher!

You're either toothless
or ruthless!

Now, you go out' and find
this guy, this Teddy Raymond,

because his destruction
is your salvation!

His demise is your
transition from jerk-off

to journalist!

You're a finger-painting!

Be a masterpiece!

Now get out.

I'm flowing.

Teddy Raymond?
Teddy Raymond?

Teddy Raymond?
Teddy Raymond?

Teddy Raymond?

Teddy Raymond?
Teddy Raymond?

Teddy Raymond?

[screaming]

(Teddy) I don't want
to appear in public.

I said
no public appearances.

No public appearances.

[hangs phone UP]

Teddy.

You are him, aren't you? Who?

Teddy Raymond, the guy
that wrote Reach Me.

You got
the wrong guy.

[camera shutter clicks]

Well, if you're not
Teddy Raymond,

I guess you won't mind me
running this picture

on the Daily Contact tomorrow
saying that you are him.

(Thumper) "Go back and remember
whet you wanted to be as a kid.

"Is that who you are now?

"It's never too late
to grow up and be special.

"It's in you, the voice that
no one but you can hear.

"Once in every man
or woman's life,

they will be tested--"

Don't hurt my book!

Mind if I record this,
Mr. Raymond?

Yes, I do.

Okay, I'll take notes.
No.

You said I could interview you.
I didn't say that. You did.

What are you hiding?
I'm not, I'm--

Yeah, you want the words
to speak for themselves, right?

What, do you have
a prison record?

What?
Drug rehab?

No. Look, it doesn't matter
what you're trying to cover up.

Most motivation men use what they've
overcome in the past in their acts.

That's exactly why
I don't want to talk to you

because i
don't have an act.

Yeah, well, I know
there's more to it.

You really are an arrogant bastard.
You know that?

No. I'm offended
by that lame story

of you curing some harelipped,
stuttering girl overnight.

It just doesn't
happen that fast.

You have a problem?
Yeah.

I smoke,
and I want to quit,

but breaking habits
aren't that easy.

Life isn't that easy.

There's no magic cure.
It's just bullshit.

This is just pointless.
Interview's over.

I'm going to run the photo.
You go ahead and do that.

Good-bye. I knew
you were a fraud.

What'd you call me?

Ow!
Let's go.

Let go of me.
Come on.

Let go of my scarf.

You're going
to break my neck.

[groans]

Hmm.

Hi.

We brought you home.

Oh.

(Eve)
No,no,no,no,no.

Shh, shh.
Just rest, just--

[groans]
You want some water?

Okay.

I'm going
to leave you.

[groans]

You have to file
a report.

Oh, no, I won't.
Yes.

What was I going to do? I couldn't
say anything. I could see the news.

"Actress molested on camera.
Film at 11:00."

You cannot let that
scumbag go free.

I'm not going
to be a victim.

I may be a nobody, but
I'm still my own nobody.

No, Colette.

Nobody's going to take
me away from myself.

Not today.
Not ever.

We can't just let him walk!
He can't get away with this!

I'm not saying anything,
and neither are you.

But he's going to do
this to somebody else.

I'll go with you.
I'll walk you in there.

We'll walk
in there together.

(Roger) You're going to break
my goddamn neck. Let go.

Get up!

All right,
stand up straight.

You want to quit smoking,
you arrogant prick?

Do you?
Answer me.

Yeah, of course I want to quit.
That's a stupid question.

All right, then look
out there, over the water,

and say your name,
and you say you don't smoke.

You're kidding me, right?

Do it.

[clears throat]

I'm Roger King,
and I don't smoke.

Louder.

I'm Roger King,
and I don't smoke.

You don't have
to say your last name.

Oh.

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

Can you squeak
any louder than that,

you arrogant little mouse?

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke.

Say it again, louder, louder, louder!
I'm Roger, and I don't smoke!

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

I don't hear you!

That's because you're
nuts and you're deaf,

and I'm not some stuttering,
harelipped girl.

This shit's
never going to fly.

You let me be the
judge of what flies!

You just shout it out there
at the top of your lungs.

Go on!
[clears throat]

[exhales]

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

I'm Roger, and I
don't smoke!

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

I don't believe you!

Stand up straight!

Shoulders back,
chin up.

And the next time
someone asks you

if you want
a cigarette,

you don't whine and say,
"I'm quitting."

Quitting intimates
that you're struggling

with something
that you like.

You're not struggling.
You don't like smoking.

You don't smoke.

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

I'm Roger, and I
don't smoke!

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

[snoring]

[growl]

[dog whimpers]
It bit me!

[tenderly] Beezy, come here.
Bad boy.

I've had it
with this dog.

He's jealous of me,
and I hate him.

Aw, come on.
I've been thinking.

We could breed him and
make a lot of money, hm?

Breed these demons
for a living?

Get another girlfriend.
I quit. [knocking]

Shh.

[speaking German]

Shh.

[knocking continues]

Shh.

[speaking German]

Quiet.

Huh.

[knocking continues]

Who's there?

I'm the assistant manager.

There's an emergency call
for Denise-Denise.

[chuckles]
Just put it through.

I'm sorry.
Our switchboard's down.

No one knows
we're here.

[gun cocks]

Only my mother.
Your mother?

Oh, my God,
it's her heart.

What are you doing?
Coming right out!

No, don't open--
[screaming]

[screams]

[grunting]
[dog growling]

Quiet, Beezy.

How high
can he jump?

Jump?

To the ceiling.
He's a jumping dachshund.

Shoot him while you have a chance!
What?

[dog growling]
[speaking German]

Shoot it.
Frank told you to.

No, don't shoot him. Please, don't
shoot him. Don't shoot my dog.

Please, I love my Beezy.
Frank told you to!

Shut up,
Denise-Denise!

(Roger) I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

I'm Roger
and I don't smoke!

Come on,
get up.

You know what?
That's it.

Enough, man. I'm done, I'm toast.
What, whoa.

That's it.

Okay, Mr. King, would you
like a little smoke?

No.
I think you would.

I think you'd like to have
one until it kills you.

You know, my wife
died of lung cancer.

Three million people
a year do.

And I think maybe
you'd like to as well.

No.
No?

I mean, I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke.

You quit smoking?
No, I don't smoke!

All right, well, then
this pack of cigarettes,

take it, and let's just
throw that into the sea.

Ceremonial.
How quaint.

Oh, yeah.
There we go.

Why are you always touching me?
Stop touching me.

What's the matter?
You afraid of intimacy?

All right, we'll work
on that one later,

but right now, I want you
to yell with all your soul,

if you even have
a soul.

I'm Roger,
and I don't smoke!

(director) Do you wan! it
good or you wan! it fast?

Then fire me.
I've been fired before.

(Kersey) I'll see if I can
get' you a few lines.

Yeah, yeah.

All right, girls.
Mind how you got it.

(girl) Bye. [laughing]

Sorry, mate, I don't
do autographs while--

[choking]

What is
your major malfunction?

Come here,
you little bitch.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

No, no.

[bell tolling]

[gun clicks]

Look, look,
she wanted it.

You know?
Ah!

No!
[loud crunch]

[groaning]

[dog whimpering and
barking] [muffled talking]

[muffled talking]

What?

Mmm.

[dog barks, growls]

Is that a fake
Robert de Niro mole?

[groaning and whimpering]

[muffled crying]
[£709 barks]

[groans]

[grunts]

"...'The habits

that don't get you
towards your goal."

Shut up.

[whimpers] "You can't
live the same old life

and expect
a different result."

Thumper, shut up.
Okay? Shut up.

"If you want success,

you've got to love
being successful."

Didn't have to do that.

I don't want to hear any
more of that stupid book.

It's all garbage!
It's meaningless garbage!

Self-help is for punks.
You want to be a punk?

I don't want
to do this anymore.

Well, then go!
Go.

You're a half-wit
and a retard.

I've been taking care of you
since I was in the third grade,

and I'm tired of it!

So you want to go?
Go.

I'll finally be free.
Go!

[muffled moaning]

[slam]

Hm?

Wait!

Thumper, where you think
you're going?

I'm going to go
realize my potential.

Thumper, you think I want
to work for Frank all my life

like my father worked
for his father, huh?

End up dead at 45
from a heart attack?

With nothing
to show for it?

That's not what I want
for my life.

Look, I know
my time's running out.

I never said this before,

but I got a heart murmur
like my dad did.

So every night,
I go to sleep

wondering if I'm going to
wake up the next morning.

You're a good cook.

You always wanted
to open up a restaurant.

Let's do it now.

It'll be less stressful
for your heart.

Courage means
moving forward

in spite of your fear.

You understand?

Courage means
moving forward

in spite
of your fear.

Let's do it.

Let's do it now!

Come on.

Come on.

(man) Someone's go!
a new driver.

[phone rings]

You going to hit
another bucket?

[phone rings]

Domenic!
Yeah, it's me.

Hey, you take
good pictures?

No pictures.

You can't find Tommy
and Denise-Denise?

I told you
right where they were.

My heart ain't in it.

This ain't
who I want to be.

Just do
what I tell you to.

You hear me?

We don't want anymore.
We quit.

You--

It ain't allowed.
It ain't allowed!

It ain't allowed!

It ain't allow--

[phone closes]

[door closes]

(Teddy) A man is only
as good as his word.

If you give your word
and then you break it,

you're nothing but a
worthless, vacuous loser.

Do you hear me?

Yeah, I hear you.

Now, Roger, I want you
to close your eyes

and promise yourself

that you will never,
ever smoke again.

This is between
you and you.

Now, you close your eyes.

You promise yourself.

Now, just do it, man.
Just do it.

[horn honks]

Whoa!
Whoa, whoa!

What the--

(Colette)
Oh!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I must be
in the wrong apartment.

Are you looking
for Wolfie?

He's--he's not here
right now.

He--he went with my niece
to go pick up some breakfast.

And you are?
I'm Colette.

Are you
from around here?

No, actually,
I just got out of prison.

My husband--
we had a problem with a fire.

Actually, I burned
the whole house down.

I'm just sorry
he wasn't in the house.

Want a cup of coffee?

No.

Get him out of Chicago.

I have a job for him
in California.

Hold on, hold on.

A couple guys quit on me.

I want them
taken care of.

Yeah.

I'm on the green, yeah.

Ah, the weather's beautiful.

Yeah, so do that, okay?

Yeah.

L got to go-

Sir, we do not allow carts
on the green here, w--!

Heard your men quit.

I'm going to get
the money.

Out here?

On the sixth hole?

What par?
Par four?

You're here
in two?

You're here in two?
Answer me!

Yeah.
I mean,yes.

So while your men
make a fool of you,

you're out here
trying to make par.

I'm going to get
the money.

I just need to find out
where they are.

What is wrong
with you?

Why are you always
such a screw-up?

I make you captain.
I promote you.

Why? Because I
believe in you.

I must be delusional.

You're not delusional.
You're--

When your men
make a fool of you,

you are making
a fool of me,

and that
is unacceptable.

Do we have
an understanding?

You will take care
of all of them.

Tommy, Domenic,
and Thumper.

What about the girl?

[grunts]

This is what's wrong with you!

Your mind is still on that
bimbo you met in night school!

Well, this is why you got
in trouble in the first place.

Take care
of business, Frank.

Okay.

If you don't...

I will take
care of you.

Hey!

Wait up!
Where you been?

I've been looking all
over for you. Ah.

You going to go
to this thing tonight?

No. How could you not want to
hear your words read out loud?

[sighs] Because i don't want to.

Where's your cigarettes? Why
would I have cigarettes?

I don't smoke.
Hmm.

And I've been smoking two
packs a day since I'm 14.

Haven't even thought about
one since you mentioned it.

Is that what you did with Kate?

Made her shout at the ocean?
[sighs]

Man, people would dig you
if you appeared in public.

Look, don't write
a story on me, okay?

Please. Something's
not right with you.

It's more
than just grief.

Just let it go.
I can't.

Why not? Because if you
do have a dark secret,

then you would be
a fraud.

What do you care?
I just do.

Why? Because you belittled
me so badly last night

[distorted] that I was humiliated
into quitting smoking.

That's really
what you did.

You got me to a place where I
was so disgusted with myself.

I'm better than a cigarette.
I know that now.

[distortion fades] It's weird
the way your stuff worked.

Maybe not the way you intended
it to, but it worked.

You broke me down, and
you built me back up.

And I will never smoke again.
Okay.

I'm ready to make
that promise,

but you got to walk the walk, Or
I'm going to feel like a fool.

Okay.
You Okay?

If you expose me, then
what about those people

that gained some
confidence and solace

will doubt themselves!

Look, your book's
gone viral, all right?

If it's not me, it's going to be some
other journalist that finds you out.

Well, then let it be someone else!
No, it's going to be me,

and I'll call it payback or a
return on your investment in me,

but I'm going to be on that
pier tonight and so are you,

because if you're not,
I will blow the whistle.

I ought to kick your ass.
I'll see you tonight.

What is going on?
What is he doing here?

That guy there says
if I don't show up

at that public
reading tonight,

he's going to reveal
me as an imposter.

Reach Me will be a
joke, and so will I.

I won't be made a joke.

Hey, wait!

I've been trying
to get him

to face his fear
for...a long time.

My ex is a super mega-successful
real estate guy.

Makes a lot of money, but
I don't want any alimony.

I don't want a penny
from him, not a cent.

I'm going to make
my own money.

I design clothes.

I'm going to break
into the fashion industry.

Like Project Run way.

So what do you do?

I'm a priest.

You're a priest?
Mm-hm.

Where's your collar?

That's convenient.

Sometimes people relate to me
better without the collar.

People or women?
People.

Just asking.

You're very suspicious.

Was there
ever a woman?

Yeah, before I went
into seminary.

I was engaged
to be married.

What happened?

The relationship ended.

She preferred
my best friend.

I know that one.

Thanks for the coffee.
Oh, you're welcome.

It's the first pot I've made
in three and a half years.

It's amazing the things
you take for granted.

Hey.

Father Paul.

[grunts]
Ma'am.

(Eve) Oh, thank you.
That is so sweet.

Well, he could use
a positive influence.

Couldn't we all?

Hey. (Colette) Hey.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Hello, I'm
Father Paul.

Hi. Oh, yeah. This is Eve.

At St. Rita's church.

If you want to come by.
No pressure.

Yeah.
I want to talk to you.

You can wait inside
if you don't want to--

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Sure.

I refuse to hear
your confessions.

I'm starting to feel
like an accomplice.

Find a new church.

You're disowning me?
Yeah?

You can't do that.
What would Christ do?

Huh?
Look, I'm not Christ.

I'm just a reasonable
facsimile with a problem.

No, don't put your crap
on me, man.

Hey, this is not about me!
It's about you!

How many people
do you have to kill

before you realize
it's, it's wrong?

All right. All right, Father.
Two hundred, three hundred?

All right.
Four hundred?

All right.

Forty-three
and a half men ?

What do you think I am? A
violence junkie or something?

That's an interesting
relationship.

Slapped.

He fucking slapped me.

Laughed at me.

[tire hissing]

[echoing]
Shit!

Shit!

[rabbit squeaks]

(Anne) Well, we're
starting to see the crowds

roll in here
at the Redondo Beach pier

where at 8:00 tonight,
the reclusive Teddy Raymond,

author of the very
inspirational book Reach Me

that everyone
is talking about,

will be performing live,

his first
public appearance ever.

Joining us now live is his
promoter, Wilson Mizner.

Business partner. Business
partner, excuse me.

Yeah, I'm actually the one who
convinced Teddy to do this book.

Really?
Yeah.

Well, he lost his wife.

They were high
school sweethearts,

and many of the
sayings were hers.

She was very upbeat,
and so I urged Teddy

to write this book as a
memento to her memory.

I'm sort of his inspiration.
Wow.

So he writes about
you in the book?

Well, it's not
about people.

It's about,
uh, people.

Hey'

Respectable crowd
downstairs.

Good.

Where is he?

In a coffee shop
around the corner.

So he's coming?

You didn't leave him
much of a choice.

Listen, that story about
him curing your stutter--

Yeah.
What about it?

Isn't that something that's
dealt with when you're younger?

It was.

I don't understand.

It came back
when my mom died.

[stuttering] I'm K -Kate,
and I don't stutter!

What?
Come on, sweetie.

I'm K-Kate,
and I don't--

I can't hear you. I can't hear you.
Come on.

I'm K-K-Kate,
and I don't stutter!

Yes! I'm Kate, and
I don't stutter!

God, yes!
I'm Kate!

Are you staring
at my lip?

Yeah.

I was thinking about how soft
it felt when you kissed me.

[rap music approaching]

Yo, which one of you all
is Teddy Raymond?

(Kate) Why? Because I
want to talk to him.

You him?
Definitely not me.

Well, where is he?

What can I do
for you?

You Teddy Raymond?

No. He represents him.
Why?

What can I do
for you?

You know who I am?
E-Ruption.

I was talking to him.
[shutter clicking]

Look, ten months ago,
I was in the joint.

I served 1,092 days,
3 hours, and 42 minutes

for manslaughter.
I was innocent.

1, 032 of them days I spent
being mean and angry,

until I found this book
right here in the library.

Not only did it change
everything, it saved my life.

I sat' in my cell, reading
this shit' over and over.

His words had
a profound effect on me.

So much so that I stopped
blaming everybody

for my problems and realized
that my shit was my shit.

I'm glad to hear the book had
some meager effect on you.

"Meager effect"?

Yo, didn't you hear me?
Didn't I just tell you?

This book right here
changed my life, yo.

Obviously not enough, because
you have no respect for women.

You're in the presence
of a lady.

Watch your mouth.
Hey.

You consider yourself
a leader, right?

Damn right.
Where I go, they follow.

Then what are
you afraid of?

I ain't afraid
of nothing.

Hey.

Why, you think cursing
makes me less powerful?

It makes you common.

Okay, look.

From now on, no more
fucking cursing!

[laughter]

From now on, whoever
does, they out.

Look...let me
make a donation.

I mean,
for the cause, of course.

You know what?

(Kate) Give I! to them- They need I!
more.

(hotel manager) If you don't
like the service, move on.

Uh, can I help you?
Yeah.

A guy, a beautiful
girl with big tits,

and a wiener dog.

Oh, I remember her.

You know
where they went?

Uh, no.
I wish I did.

They skipped out
on the bill.

Sad but true.

Find anything?

Guess what I found tacked
on a telephone pole. What?

I hope this makes you appreciate me.
Oh, what?

[chatter]

(Frank) What are we doing here?

I don't want to be here.
They might be here.

Don't you want to see
what all the fuss is about?

This is the book
the slow guy was reading.

This is why
you weren't beaten up.

Hey, there.

(Thumper) I never knew about
your whispering heart.

It's a murmur.
It murmurs?

Yeah, it murmurs.

Does it hurt? No. Look,
don't worry about me.

Dom.
What?

You really think
I'm a retard?

We're here right now
because of you.

Oh. Roger,

don't let these people
get too close to the stage.

Relax. You're going to be fine.
I need distance.

Distance!

(Colette) Excuse
me- Just' right--

What are you-- Just right here.
Just right here.

I suppose if I crash and run,
this becomes a disaster.

I'd be a great
story for you.

Teddy. Teddy.
Teddy. Teddy.

Yes, it will.

Who are you?

It's my boos.

You found this guy
but you didn't call me.

He's not the Elephant Man.

A journalist
doesn't get sentimental.

You don't understand.
I made a promise.

He made you a promise?

In this business, promises don't count.
They're meaningless.

Promises are written
on what they sink.

You don't compromise
because you like somebody.

You don't do that.

It' doesn '2' mean you're a Teddy bear, i!
means you're a vermin.

Is that what you are?
That and more.

I want you to go online and
expose this frightened fool

for what he is,
or you're fired.

Yeah, well,
I can't do that.

I won't do that.

I know.
I know you won't.

I knew that. That's
why you're fired.

Now, why don't you go and write
that great American novel

that you're probably
never going to write?

Good luck.

See you, boss.

You like rowing
over people, don't you?

No, I don't, Teddy.

I really don '2'- I mean, I!
looks like it', but' I don '2'.

If something gets in my
way, I go through it.

I don't cruise.

Why should I cruise?

Back in the '70s,
long time ago,

when my generation was
portraying to find themselves,

and I found myself backpacking
through Europe, can you believe it?

Hungry, frozen.

What is life?
What is life?

Then, one day,

I'm going
to Costa Brava.

I'm starving.
I'd eat a snail.

And there, in front of these
mountains, I stopped,

I reached
into my pocket

and I grabbed
my ass!

Can you believe it?

There I was.
Whole time.

I found myself.

Mystery solved.
Case closed.

Grab your ass, Teddy.

It's real simple.

You're either yesterday
or you're pan' of today.

You sink or you swim- No floating
allowed- Those are your words.

You wrote it.

Why don't you
go out there,

and thank those people
for showing up,

and look somebody
in the eye.

Why don't you pick out
a cute, sympathetic face,

and talk to her.

Flow.

[crowd clapping
and cheering]

Kill that light!
He can't see!

Kill it!

[fan cries out]
Teddy!

Thanks for coming.

You, too!

Colette!

Look at that.
He's looking right at me.

Do you see that?
He's talking right to me.

My name is, uh...

Teddy Raymond.

And I'm pretty nervous.

(man in crowd)
Don't be afraid.

Actually, I'm scared
to death,

but I guess
we all have fears.

There are six basic fears
that we all suffer from,

and you're really lucky

if you don't have
all six of those fears.

The most common
is the fear of going broke.

Frank.

(Teddy) Next' is-- Don't
even think about it.

the fear of criticism.
You--

Father, hold my dog,
please?

(Teddy)
It will be self-perpetuated.

Please? He's Beezy.
[dog whimpers]

Father, you know that guy? No.

Then there's
the fear of failure,

of not living up to your
expectations of yourself,

of not being
who you want to be.

Hey.
See the arcade?

Now, you go tell Domenic
and Thumper

there was some kind of emergency
and to meet me over there.

What kind of an emergency? Hey.

Take your hand
off me.

Hey, listen, you're a creative girl.
Make one up.

Go with her.

[dog whimpering]

And there's
the fear of abandonment.

Fear of losing a loved one.

He is your father, isn't he?
Yeah.

And fear of sickness,
fear of dying.

I suffer
from all those fears.

And I have
one bonus fear to boot.

And that is,
I am afraid of--

You.

All of you.

Right now,
my heart's racing,

and I'm terrified of being
trapped in a crowd,

and I always have
since I was a kid.

Doctors have
a name for that.

It's called ochlophobia.

I'll be right back.

At least
it's not alektorophobia,

which is a fear
of chickens.

[laughter]

Where you going?
Hold on.

Hold, hold, hold.

Give me your gun.

Or arachibutyrophobia,

fear of peanut butter sticking
to the roof of your mouth.

[laughter]

(Thumper)
Wait, wait, wait.

[grunts]

Hey.
Get the car.

Bring it around back.

(Frank)
Let's go.

Hey!

Put the gun down.

(Wolfie)
Hey, hey!

Turn around.
Show me your palms.

Don't look at me.

Hey, hey!
Hey!

Whoa, whoa!
No, no, hey!

Hey, hey, fellas.
Fellas! Fellas!

Everybody off.
Everybody off.

I'm a cop, guys.
Come on.

Where's your gun?

Drop the gun, turn around,
and show me your palms.

Show me your palms.
Turn around.

[crowd screaming]

There are guys
with guns in there!

[screaming]

No, wait!
Don't panic!

Stay calm!

Don't panic!
Please, stay calm!

(Roger)
Teddy!

Hey!

[distorted shouting]

[distortion disappears]

You're okay.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm okay.

Thank you.
I'm Colette.

I'm real glad to meet you.

All of you,
put the guns down.

Whoa, ho!

You know you guys
are not realizing

your full
potential here.

Don't focus on failure, Frank.
Okay, okay, back up.

Focus on the positive.
Back up, get back!

Life's a chess match,

and the opposite player
is time, Frank!

Time! (Teddy) Whoa, easy.

Easy, easy. Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

Get' back. Get'
out' of here- Hey!

He)', Whoa, hey!
Easy, easy!

L-I realize
that you're uncertain

and obviously
very frustrated--

The worst that can happen
to you is happening right now!

Shut up, you moron! (Teddy)
He's right, you know?

Because if you
can get through this,

you can get through anything.
Get through what?

And what am I so uncertain
and frustrated about, huh?

These assholes?

No, it's about you.
You.

I've never been uncertain about
a thing in my life, you retard.

Hey, where you running to, you
two-faced turncoat piece of shit?

It's not like that, Frank. I just
want to be my own man for once.

(Frank) Yeah, and you, I loan you
money and you run out on me?

Like I'm going to forget
about it?

Oh.
Uh-uh.

I don't think so.
Hey, Denise.

Denise.
Come on back, honey.

Come on. (Teddy) Hey, hey, hey.

Is this really all about
money or is about--

(Thumper) No! Don't--

(woman) No! Wolfie!

(Father Paul)
Sic 'em, Beezy!

[dog b
Huh? arks]

[screaming]

What'd I tell you?

Beezy, Beezy.
Come to papi.

Come. (Frank) Oh,
my nose is ruined.

Did he hurt you? (Father
Paul) Wolfie, Wolfie.

Oh, Holy Father,
let him be okay,

and I'll never have
another drop.

[Eve crying]

I heard that.

[grunts]

You son of a bitch.

Give me back my gun.

[bagpipes playing]

(waiter) Hi, can I help you?

You're ready?
Great.

You deserve
a drink.

How you doing?
Hi.

What do you want?

Uh, one sausage
and mash.

Haggis, the neeps,
and--and the tatties.

Hey, chestnut twice,
turnips, and mash!

Yeah, I got it.
You don't got to yell!

Huh?

Take this other order.

[speaking in German]
[dogs barking]

Let's go.
Come on.

[speaking in German]

(Eve) Everything
about you is a lie!

The bars, the women,

the shady phone calls,
the people whispering,

you think
I don't hear them?

Well, what do you think?
That was good.

That's it?
Did you believe me?

Sure.
Yeah.

You believe me because
you like me a little.

Can you just do
that accent again?

How was my accent?
Just do it again.

[American accent]
How was my accent?

[phone ringing]

Oh, boy.

Got me
another bank robbery.

Vest? Yeah, yeah, I got it.

Try not to shoot anybody.
I'll try.

You better come back
to me tonight.

I'm not going
anywhere, doll.

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