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[engine accelerating]

[tires screeching]

[tires squealing]

[girl] Look out!

[tires screeching]

Damn it. [panting]

Turn off the engine! Get out of the car!

Now what?

[screams]

[theme music playing]

[people cheering]

[band playing "The Outsider"]

♪ Times are changing, you bet ♪

♪ Seems the older I get ♪

♪ The less I seem to fit ♪

♪ In a young person's world ♪

♪ And the higher I climb ♪

♪ The more I see design ♪

♪ How they keep us all confined ♪

♪ Robbing oysters of their pearls ♪

♪ And I am the outsider A horse with no rider ♪

♪ I am a fighter When the darkest day is done ♪

♪ And I am the survivor Not lay down and die-er ♪

One more when you have a chance. Thank you.

That's for you.

- Sure you don't want to run a tab? - No, no.

Just one beer at a time. Thank you.

[song continues]

Excuse me.

Hey, Ringo.

Curse of a youthful complexion, I guess.

- What will it be? - Sprite with lemon and ice.

What are you looking at?

- Sorry. - What are you looking at, rough road?

- "Rough road"? - As in, "40 Miles of," "face like."

[chuckles]

- What? - Hey, look, you're staring at me, kid.

- You okay? - Yeah.

- Anything else? - No.

Whoa.

Charmer.

[laughs] Right.

Rough road.

[chuckles] That was kinda funny, though.

[chuckles] You liked that, huh?

I'll be right with you.

♪ We're six minutes to midnight With an overflowing cup ♪

[patrons cheering]

[band playing "Outlaw You"]

♪ I get home from a long day Put on the radio ♪

♪ Looking for some country soul And I don't find it, no ♪

♪ It's a dirt road free for all Some old boys sayin' they're outlaws ♪

♪ They dress the part And they talk the talk ♪

♪ You know they've been taught To walk the walk ♪

♪ These boys think they're tough ♪

Hey, let me get a pint. And one for you, too.

- Thanks, man. I'll grab it later. - Have it with me now.

- I don't drink when I'm working, man. - Come on. I know how this works.

You don't have a drink with me and just keep my seven bucks.

I don't wanna give you this money. I want you to have a drink with me.

- Yeah, why's that? - I think you're a good-looking woman.

'Cause I'm wondering how far those tattoos go.

'Cause I'd like to lick 'em.

And I think, maybe, you might like that, too.

You never know. But I gotta work. And, uh, plenty of ladies in here with tattoos.

Come on. At least give me your number and your name. I'm Johnny.

Johnny, you're gonna have to let go of my arm now.

Hey, hey, lady's trying to work.

How's she gonna pour drinks with you holding onto her arm? Let go.

Thank you. You all right?

Yeah. He's just a drunk.

I must be if I thought you were worth my time...

skank.

That's classy.

I'm sorry, did you say something?

Yeah.

You just made my night.

Shitbird.

- [fingers snapping] - [groaning]

You like that? Get out of here.

What are you doing? Don't do...

[Johnny grunts]

You got two choices:

you can walk out or I will carry your ass out... like him.

Hey, Ringo. He's good, man. He was helping me out. Can you...

- You good here? - Just get rid of him, will ya?

Get your ass up.

Dealing with assholes like that all the time.

- You shouldn't have to. - Yeah, well...

I could trouble you for another beer?

- Yeah. - Thanks.

Didn't need saving.

- Maybe I just don't like assholes. - [scoffs]

- That's for you. Thank you. - No. It's on me.

No, that's okay. You don't have to do that.

It's on me.

Thank you.

Got a name?

Uh...

- Pete. - Pete.

Beth.

Thank you for the beer, Beth.

- Nice to meet you, Pete. - Yeah.

I give them up...

they will kill me.

Said the bleeding man tied to a chair.

I know you came from New York. Who sent you?

[cell phone ringing]

Be smart.

[sighs]

[girl] Konchevsky?

Who is that?

I'm...

Doesn't matter. I work...

worked for Fiona.

Ah. Yes, yes. I expected her yesterday. Where is she?

She's dead.

Someone killed them all. I'm the only one left.

- [Konchevsky] Do you have what I paid for? - Did you hear me?

Someone knows.

Whatever... Whatever this is, they killed them all for it.

Except you.

Bring the photographs to me, I will keep you safe.

No.

Look, whatever this is, I want out of it.

I get the money, you get the photos, and we're done.

Tell me where you are.

Michigan.

- Why are you in Michigan? - I ran.

Last place anyone would ever look for me.

Last place I'd ever look for anything.

It's very noisy there. Very hard to hear you.

Meet me here tomorrow night.

Or else I'm in the wind, and you'll never hear from me again.

Lola's Roadhouse.

Come alone. I'll find you.

Do you believe in providence, Sergei?

[scoffs]

I don't even know what that is.

I didn't know about this girl.

I had missed her.

But then she's brought back to me. And that is providence.

- [chuckles] Yeah? - Yeah.

You're real luck.

Oh, it is not luck.

Look, I did good for you.

You promised... [coughs] you'd let me go.

That is not true.

I promised to give you peace.

I don't even know what...

[straining]

[muttering indistinctly]

So what brings you here?

I'm just, uh, staying over at the motel.

I heard the music, and it just sounded good, so here I am.

To Michigan?

Uh... Just passing through.

Where to?

Next place I'll be passing through.

- Hmm, I see. A travelin' man, huh? - [laughs] Yeah.

- Just a regular Sal Paradise. - Uh...

Able to pick up and take off whenever you like, huh?

Yeah. Pretty much.

You got the "man of mystery" thing down. I give you that.

[scoffs]

So you come in here and defend my honor and then just vanish into the night?

Nah. You didn't need saving.

[chuckles]

- All right, Beth, it's been a pleasure. - [clears throat]

- You leaving tomorrow? - Yeah. Bright and early.

- You want to maybe grab another drink? - No. [laughing] I think I'm good.

With me?

- Forget I... - Yeah, I'd like that.

This is me.

Okay.

You gotta do me a favor, okay? You promise me you're not an asshole.

Uh...

Isn't that the kind of thing an asshole would do?

Look, my bed's right there.

You know, we can call this a night, no hard feelings. I could just...

Get in.

- Okay. - [truck door opens]

[truck door closes]

- [engine starts] - [truck door opens]

[truck door closes]

[truck driving away]

[breathing heavily]

You play, huh?

Yeah, you know...

Played in high school.

Bands, moved around, you know. Never quite got the breaks.

The usual shit.

- Thank you. Uh... - Mmm-hmm.

- [softly] Cheers. - Cheers.

Anyway, somehow I, uh...

always ended up dating the drummer, which everyone knows is, uh...

the worst thing you can do.

It's okay.

- You gonna sit down? - Sure.

When you find yourself getting older

and all you've got is a couple of guitars, a bag of clothes, and...

you realize something's gotta change.

Sometimes things make that decision for you. Right?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

You have a, uh... You got a little boy?

- Yes, I do. - Yeah.

Rex. He's, um...

He's eight.

My mom has him when I work at the bar.

Does that bother you?

Why would it?

Just a little too much real life for a traveling man, maybe.

[softly] Nah.

Anyway, he's the, uh, best thing that's ever happened to me.

And it's just the two of us. Always has been.

His dad's not in the picture, if you're wondering [chuckles].

Which is, um... the best option.

- And what about you? - What about me?

No one waiting at home with the porch light on?

I wouldn't be here if there was.

[chuckles]

Well, that could be a line, but I believe you.

Something about you...

[stuttering] I don't make a habit of this. I just wanted...

I don't make a habit of this either, so...

- [chuckles] - Boy. [laughs]

[Frank] Yeah.

- We're really good at this, huh? - Mmm.

Yeah.

[Beth laughs]

I mean, you should be...

- Should I see the other guy? - Nah.

Rough road.

- Yeah, you're not kidding. - [laughs]

What happened?

Marine corps.

[Beth] You know, I couldn't help noticing that ring.

Yeah, I had a wife.

Kids.

Had?

They're dead.

God. I'm sorry.

Was it an accident?

No, they were taken from me.

Can't even imagine.

[stutters] How long ago?

You mind my asking?

You know...

there are times where it feels like yesterday.

You know?

Sometimes it feels like a million years ago.

All that moving around, it must get lonely, huh?

[chuckles]

I had this friend,

said that we're all lonely.

And all life is, is just trying not to be.

I'd say that's...

spot on.

It was a woman who told you that, wasn't it?

- Yeah, it was. - Yeah.

I'm not lonely right now.

Yeah.

Yeah, I ain't lonely either.

I'm glad you came to the bar tonight, Pete.

Hey, that's when you get to say, "Yeah, me too."

Frank.

My name, it's...

it's not Pete, it's Frank.

Uh...

Okay, so I'm confused.

Look, I did some shit that could... embarrass some people.

They're powerful people, so I get to be Pete.

They get to not be embarrassed.

You some kind of criminal in law trouble or...

No.

"No"? That's all I'm gonna get?

[softly] Yeah.

Why'd you tell me?

I want this to be honest.

[muttering] Yeah, well...

[inhales deeply]

[clears throat]

So some of the shit you did, does it explain all those scars?

Some of 'em.

I guess you didn't have to tell me any of that.

I didn't, but...

Look, my past, just... it's my past. You know?

The only thing that matters here is that my shit, my issues,

they won't come to your front door, you know. And that's...

That's... That's a promise.

[clears throat]

God damn. I should throw you out right now.

But somehow I don't feel like I need to.

Stupid, maybe.

[scoffs]

I've only known you, what? What, a couple of hours?

All right.

Frank.

- Suits you better, you know? - [chuckles] Yeah.

I mean, shit, it could be Eugene.

[both laugh]

- You imagine? - No.

I've always hated that name. Eugene.

Hello, Frank.

Guess you gotta take the good when it comes, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess you do.

You're gonna learn about pain.

You're gonna learn about loss.

[sighs]

[toy vehicle whirring]

It's okay. Your mom's upstairs.

I'm just, uh... I'm a friend.

- My name's Pete. You must be Rex, right? - [footsteps]

[Beth] Rex?

Hi, baby. I didn't know you were home. How come you didn't come get me?

Grandma gave me the key. She told me not to wake you.

- Right. - Who is he? Why is he here?

He is a friend of mine, and he needed a place to stay.

So I said he could stay with us last night. Okay?

[Frank] I get it, Rex. It's your house.

I'm just some strange man. For all you know, I could be a Rangers fan, huh?

[scoffs] Are you?

- I am. - Your team sucks.

Yes, they do, Rex. [chuckles]

Grandma said she was bringing you home at 10:00. What happened?

Ms. Thomas fell over again.

Grandma said she needed to go help her out.

She didn't give me breakfast, either.

Said she assumed you at least had some food in the house.

Look, um... this is not how I saw this morning going. I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry about sneaking off like that.

Mom, there's no Fruit Loops or OJ.

Yeah, I know, baby. I was gonna go to the market. I just haven't, um...

had a second.

Do you... Maybe you should...

- Okay. I'll take off. - Mom, I'm hungry.

Hey, Rex, is there any place around here that's special?

Someplace you like, you know?

- Maybe... - No, you don't have to...

Maybe the three of us. Maybe we go. It's my treat, no problem.

I appreciate what you're doing, you don't have to do that.

- What am I doing? It's breakfast. - Donatello's! I want pancakes.

I like pancakes. I do. I really like pancakes.

- What do you say? - Come on, Mom.

- Come on, Mom. - Last chance to escape.

[laughs] I don't want a chance to escape. I want pancakes.

- [Beth] Put your jacket on. - Yes!

[Frank] Pass me a little bit of that syrup. Yeah?

Can you spare some? Ah, man. Thank you, bud.

[Frank and Beth laugh]

- So how many nights a week you work there? - Just the weekends. I teach.

Teach? What do you teach?

- Guitar, piano. - Yeah?

Yeah. But the bar keeps the lights on, so...

I get it.

Yeah. Keeps this kid in hockey shirts, right?

- I get to hear the music. - Wow.

Okay, you know what? I think that's good. What do you think?

- Get you some pancakes for that syrup. - So good.

- Oh, yeah? - You should stay over more often.

I appreciate that, buddy.

- [Beth] Mmm-hmm. - [chuckles]

Grandma never brings me here. And Mom, only special occasions.

Well, you know...

[Rex sighs]

Wait, you two aren't, like, getting married or something?

- No. We are, uh... - I think...

I think we're just friends.

That's right.

Did you two have sex last night?

- Okay. [clears throat] - Oh, boy.

Mom, I'm nearly nine. We know this stuff.

Is that so?

You have heard of the Internet? Paulie's brother showed us some...

Know what? I think you and I are gonna talk about this later.

It was kinda gross, so I went outside to play hockey.

- [Frank laughs] - He does listen to me occasionally.

- Hockey player, Rex? - Yes, I am.

Yeah, he'd, uh, play all day if he could.

Yeah, my son was the same.

You have a son?

Yeah.

- Where is he? - You know what, baby? He doesn't...

I just... I don't get to see him the way I want to, Rex.

Yeah, I don't see my dad, either. Haven't seen him since I was a little kid.

Well, you know... wherever he is, I'm sure he misses you.

He doesn't really know me. Do you miss yours?

I miss him every day.

[truck door opens]

Guess I'll try to say goodbye to you like an adult this time, huh?

- I appreciate that. - Yeah.

He's a good kid.

- Yeah. Knows a little too much, I think. - [laughs]

He'd rather play hockey. I think you're safe.

For now, yeah.

Look, if I'm ever back this way, maybe we could...

- You've got my number. - Yeah, I do.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Take care.

You know, the band's playing again tonight.

Just sayin'.

Listen, you, uh... you take care, okay?

Okay.

[truck door closes, engine starts]

[door unlocking]

[latch clattering]

Hey!

Hey, miss, that room wasn't occupied.

Miss!

Miss!

Sorry.

You all right?

Are you following me?

Why would I be following you?

Hey? You okay?

[patrons cheering]

[band playing "Wild & Lonesome"]

♪ The night just seems To drag on forever ♪

♪ Waiting for that cleansing Morning call ♪

♪ Running from the mirror So I don't see it any clearer ♪

♪ As fireworks bright and loud Burn out and fall ♪

♪ Wild and lonesome ♪

♪ Wild and lonesome ♪

♪ You're blowing through life, son Like a Texas dust storm ♪

♪ Wild and lonesome ♪

♪ Like a child Who wants someone to play with ♪

♪ Keep him warm ♪

♪ When I finally see The line on the horizon ♪

Ugh.

[scoffs] What the hell?

[horn honking

[Frank] Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[band playing "The Other Life"]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ This life is a dream ♪

♪ When I wake up ♪

♪ I see your face smiling over at me ♪

- Thank you. - Thank you.

♪ Then you tell me that you love me And I light up ♪

♪ When you touch me And this life is all that I need ♪

Well, I wasn't expecting to see you again.

You know...

It's a real good band.

- Is that what it is? - Yeah.

Huh.

- So how far did you get? - About two hours down the road.

Two hours. [laughs]

Well, I guess that I should be real insulted or real flattered, huh?

It just took some time, you know,

for it to really sink in just how good that music was.

Felt like it'd be a shame to miss out.

Well, all right.

- One beer at a time? - Yeah.

- [chuckles] - [opens beer bottle]

Thank you.

Yeah.

[patrons cheering]

[band playing "The Real Me"]

♪ I wake up with my children Right around the crack of noon ♪

♪ And I do good like a good daddy should Till the devil rolls out that moon ♪

♪ Once that whiskey hits my lips It opens Pandora's box ♪

♪ And I start a-lyin' and a-smokin' and a-fightin' ♪

[Beth] Hey.

- You all right? - Yeah.

- Yeah. Are you sure? - Yeah. It's nothing.

[man] Yo, Beth, can I get a beer?

- No causing any trouble. - All right.

♪ Cold neon blood Starts a-pumpin' to my heart ♪

♪ My hands get frisky With a mind of their own ♪

♪ My legs start walkin' me Anywhere but home ♪

♪ And I'm a double-talking Chicken-lickin', meaner than the dickens ♪

♪ Sick and wicked, hole diggin' Pickin' son of a gun ♪

♪ I'll love you like the devil Bite you like a snake ♪

- Sorry. - Hey, what's the hurry?

- Come dance with me. - Sorry. Stop, stop. Get off me!

[toilet flushes]

[coughs]

[breathing heavily]

♪ Tongue gets sharp ♪

♪ Cold neon blood Starts a-pumpin' to my heart ♪

No, no, no.

[straining, exclaiming]

- [grunts] - [groans]

Hi, ladies, I'm sorry, someone just got real sick in there.

I'd use the men's room.

[laughs]

[mutters]

- Excuse me. - Can I help you?

[stammers] My friend...

I think she might be a little bit sick. So I'm just gonna go check on her.

I think she went home, buddy.

- She went home? - Yeah. I think you should, too.

Yeah, I was... She... Nah, I'm-I'm... I'm pretty sure.

I think you have the wrong person here.

You wish we did.

Get back.

[screams]

[groans]

- Eddie? - You all right, kid?

[gasping]

No shots.

Nobody mentioned a guy with her.

Dumbass.

You're so far over your head, you can't even see the light.

- [whimpers] - Is that right?

[yells]

[all grunting]

[grunts]

[groans]

[yelling]

[groaning]

[panting, groaning]

[grunting]

[gasps]

[yells]

[all grunting]

[groans]

[roars]

[girl exclaims]

[panting]

[Frank] Who are you?

Why are they coming after you?

No. I'm outta here.

You stay where you are.

- Who are they? - I don't know. I don't know.

I came in here, and they asked me if I wanted to party,

and then I said no, and they just, like, freaked out on me.

[coughs] I don't know. Chicks can be rough.

Bullshit.

There's more of 'em out there.

And what? You... You're just some Good Samaritan who couldn't stand by?

I'm just an asshole who couldn't stay out of trouble, that's all.

I'm gonna ask you one more time, kid.

You tell me who they are.

No? Okay.

No, wait, wait, wait!

[breathing heavily]

If there's more people out there, people like this...

I mean, you didn't just come in here to leave me for them. Did you?

You can help me.

Can't you?

You're like them.

Better, even.

Please.

[patrons cheering]

Thank you all very much! See ya next time.

Let's go.

- Just... do exactly what I say. - Okay.

Easy.

It's okay.

[Janis Joplin's "Me and Bobby McGee" playing on speakers]

It's okay. It's okay. Go this way.

Stay with me.

Easy.

Excuse me.

- Go, go, go. - Wait, wait, wait. What? What? What?

[whimpers, screams]

- Go! Go now! - [man] Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[grunting]

[yelling]

Hey! What's your problem, man?

- [patrons exclaiming] - Come on.

[both grunting]

Hey, Ringo, you wanna deal with these assholes?

[Ringo yelling]

[groans]

Get your ass up.

- [grunts] - [Ringo groans]

[yells]

[both grunting]

[gasps] No! No! No! Help me!

[screaming]

[all grunting]

[girl screaming]

Get off of her!

Hey!

Come on.

- [yells] - [groans]

[groans]

[Ringo exclaims]

[groans]

[gunshots]

No, no, no!

Frank!

[groaning]

[gunshots]

[girl whimpers]

- [automatic gunfire] - [screams]

[groans]

[groans]

- [grunting] - [groaning]

["Me and Bobby McGee" ends]

[Frank panting]

[grunts]

[Beth groaning softly]

No. No. No.

Hey, hey, hey... [shushing]

- I got you. - [Beth groaning]

Get me a rag! Get me a goddamn rag! [shushing]

- I got you. Okay. Okay. I'm right here. - [sobbing]

I'm gonna get you out of here. I'm gonna get you out of here.

[girl] We're being followed.

[girl] Look out!

[tires screeching]

Now what?

[screams]

[grunts]

- [grunting] - [man groaning]

[exclaiming]

No, please. Please just let me go. Please.

Honestly, I don't know why these people are after me.

[Frank] Shut up. Find the closest hospital. Find it now.

- [girl] Okay, yeah... - [Frank] Let's go!

Okay. Up three blocks, then left at the light.

Hey, Beth? Beth, can you hear me?

[groaning] Yeah.

I know it hurts, but you're gonna be all right.

- You need to know that. - Rex. He's alone.

[Frank] Where's the turn?

- I don't see any goddamn turn! - It's here! Left here!

[grunting]

Shit. You all right, man?

- Get your hands off me. - Take it easy.

- You're bleeding... - I got a woman in the back.

You help her! Hurry, let's go!

- [Frank] Come on! - [paramedic] All right.

This is a gunshot wound. What happened here?

We have to call the cops. Take it easy.

- No, I'm okay. - I got you. Don't worry.

I've gotta get home to my kid.

- Gonna take care of you. - Let me go!

- God damn. - [paramedic] Grab her legs.

No!

I'm sorry. I am so goddamn sorry.

I gotta get home to Rex.

- I'll call him. He's gonna be okay. - Please.

- Hey, you can't leave the scene, man. - Go!

- Stay here! Let's go. - [Frank] Take care of her, hear?

You take care of her!

- [Beth] Go! - [paramedic] Let's go!

[sirens approaching from distance]

[girl] Now what?

[grunts]

[sighs]

This is not what I signed up for.

Find the girl. And whoever she's with.

And you'll tell me where they are, and you'll keep your people away.

This has gotten too big. Look at this mess.

Call it a turf war.

It happens.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You can go now.

[Marlena] It was outside the window.

The girl must have dropped it when she was trying to get out.

Laptop is in there. It's what you wanted?

[Pilgrim] Show me.

[Marlena] You didn't say she'd have help.

He was good.

As good as I've seen.

This is someone's dog, let off the leash.

A man this good won't be that hard to find.

There'll be people who know him...

who care for him...

or who fear him.

And they'll tell me how to find him.

Sweet dreams, asshole.

[softly] Thank you.

Will there be more of them?

I hope so.

[dramatic music playing]