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[Josephine Bell] Previously
on Under the Bridge...

[Cam Bentland] You and
Raj seemed pretty chummy.

The guy won't talk to
us. Doesn't trust cops.

Maybe I could be useful to you.

Who's Gabe?

[Rebecca Godfrey] He was my
brother. He died when we were kids.

If I do this, you know you
owe me something for my book.

- Are you living alone?
- Yeah, kind of.

Hey, why don't you just order
whatever you want, and I'll get it?

Okay, so you must know
who actually killed her.

[Josephine] I'll tell you

if you promise to
take me to New York.

I can't do that.

How do you even
live in that house?

It's practically a
concentration camp.

You don't know what you're
talking about! Shut up!

You know, if you're
really that miserable,

I do know a way you
can get out of there.

- Step outside. You're under arrest.
- What?

He's been accused of abusing
your daughter, Reena Virk.

♪

[river flowing]

[♪ soft, eerie music playing]

[wind blowing]

[fence rattling]

- [gentle lapping]
- [heavy breathing]

[panting, sighs]

[sighs]

[splashing]

[panting]

[Josephine] Why did you...

[Kelly Ellard] I did it for you.

- [Dusty gasps]
- [door squeaks]

- And you just, like, left her there?
- [Dusty hyperventilating]

Yep.

And walked home.

[breathless] Oh, my God,
oh, my God, oh, my God.

Hey!

You're lucky I did it. It
was a favor for all of us.

[Dusty Pace] What the fuck
are you talking about?

She would've called the cops.

And this is what
you wanted, right?

This. This whole thing.
This was the plan.

- Yeah.
- Jo.

- No, I'm out.
- Hey. Mm-mm.

We can't lose it. Keep
your shit together.

[quietly] How the fuck are we
supposed to be around this bitch?

[Josephine] Omertà.

Remember?

We're family.

[panting]

And family looks after
their own, right?

[♪ dark, brooding music playing]

[Kelly] Jo,

I know you wanted these.

You think all this
shit will come off?

They're not my size.

[heavy thud]

[doors creak]

[♪ unsettling music playing]

[elder] The dead have no soul.

They have no spirit.

But that does not mean
that this is Reena's end.

When Jehovah restores the world
to its original, perfect state,

all of God's children
will be resurrected

and will know eternal life.

It can seem so unfair that
death should have the power

to take away someone you love,

especially when you are
suffering the loss of a child.

♪

But if they are
truly a child of God,

you may take comfort in knowing

you will be reunited
soon on paradise earth.

Now, how can we tell God's
children from the Devil's?

- [clock ticking]
- [thunder rumbling]

Proverbs 4:14 tells us if
you were born from God,

you do not carry sin.

Whereas sin is so deep
within the Devil's children,

they are robbed of sleep

until they cause
someone's downfall.

[door creaks]

[Josephine] I
thought you'd be up.

- First nights always suck.
- [bottle sloshing]

Want some? It helps.

- [sloshing]
- [thunder rumbling]

[pops cap]

- [Reena coughs]
- It's iced tea and Smirnoff.

[laughs] Come on.
Let's get fucked up.

[giggling]

- [♪ soft, ominous music building]
- [laughter]

[quiet chatter]

[Raj Masihajjar] I can't
hear another person tell me

that was a beautiful service.

[Rebecca] Yeah, I'm sure Reena would've
wanted something a little different.

A different soundtrack for sure.

What would she have played?

Probably, uh,

I'll Be Missing You.

But the Puff Daddy version.

I told her I thought
Sting sang it better.

What did she say?

- "Who's Sting?"
- [giggles]

This is Rebecca, the writer
I was telling you about.

She's working on the
project about Reena.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

What are you
writing about Reena?

[Rebecca] I'm-I'm still
trying to find my way in,

but I think it's
important that people

are remembered for who they were
and not what happened to them.

And I would love to try and
understand her the way you did.

I didn't understand Reena.

Sorry.

[Raj] Sorry.

[quiet chatter]

[door opens]

[door shuts]

- You okay?
- [sighs]

Yeah. [Sighs] Yeah, sure.

[Cam sniffles]

What's wrong?

I looked into what Raj told you.

It's all true.

View Royal PD arrested Manjit,
put Reena into foster care.

Did they have proof
that he did it?

That's fucking insane.

Yeah, well, police are required
to take abuse claims seriously.

It sounds like Reena's friends put
her up to it in the first place.

- Blame them.
- [Rebecca] Yeah.

Always seems to come
back to those girls.

Jo is not thrilled with me at the moment,
so I don't know how much digging I can do.

I mean, I can try.

I need to get her
to trust me again.

[scoffs] Yeah, well, good luck.

Hey, Perry Smith
told Capote things

he never told anyone else.

So, you think you're
writin' In Cold Blood, eh?

[scoffs] Yeah, well,
Jo's not Perry Smith.

We know she didn't do it.

And I'm so sick of this
telephone game with these kids.

Need somethin' real
from them, ya know?

Use the press.

Scare 'em.

Eh, Dad wants us to
put up a united front.

Think that'd be easy.

I mean, you don't have
to do anything psycho.

Just spook 'em a little bit, ya
know? They'll start messing up.

[♪ soft, ethereal music playing]

You keep talking to 'em?

See what you can kick up?

You look pretty today.

[door opens]

- [reporters chattering]
- [Roy Bentland] [sighs] Shit.

- Press.
- [reporters] Chief! Chief, over here!

Chief, is it true this was
a gang-related incident?

I can assure you we do not
have gang presence in Victoria,

especially not in a town
like Saanich. I grew up here,

raised my kids here, I've been
chief for nearly 15 years.

This was an isolated incident.

Reena Virk is a young girl
that should not have died.

[reporter] It's been two
weeks since Reena's murder

and no arrests have been
made. Are there any leads?

Could race have been a
motive for her attack?

[Roy] Race?

Reena was a young
girl like any other.

As you can see, this is
a multi-ethnic community.

Uh, an accepting one.

Everyone's welcome
here. Thank you.

That said, we
haven't ruled it out.

There's evidence that suggests
race may have been a factor.

But we're not talking
about evidence right now.

The assailants were
a mixed-race group...

- [reporter] So, you do have suspects?
- That's not what I said.

I said the assailants were a
mixed-race group. What we know...

Look, what we know...

[Cam] We know that a
group of Reena's peers,

including a group of girls she considered
to be her friends, were involved.

[♪ dramatic music playing]

Reena Virk was attacked at
a Shoreline school event

earlier in the evening
before she was murdered.

At this moment, we
consider anyone,

anyone who participated in the
first assault an accessory,

and we will be bringing
forward criminal charges.

[Roy] [on TV] Thank
you. Thank you.

- [reporters clamoring]
- No. Thank you.

[reporters yelling]

[car door opens, slams]

[car engine starts]

You wanna tell me what
that was about, Cam?

Scarin' 'em. Need the
kids to talk to us, right?

You know what I'm talking
about. The motive thing.

The cigarette burn

on Reena's forehead.
We all saw it.

We don't know that
that meant anything.

- [scoffs]
- What? Come on.

You know, I called
one of the officers

who handled Manjit Virk's
accusations over the weekend.

Did you know that Reena refused
to let police examine her?

What do you mean?

After she told the house
manager at Seven Oaks

that her dad tied her to a chair
and beat her with a hammer,

she refused to let
officers look at her.

She had no proof of bruises or
injuries because she didn't have any.

- Not a single officer raised any...
- That's why his record was expunged, Cam!

Questions, Dad. They didn't even...
They didn't even think twice about it.

They just arrested
him and booked him.

It was like someone made up their
mind. They looked at him and they said,

"Oh, yeah, okay,
that makes sense.

- This guy would do that."
- Okay, where are ya goin' here, Cam?

[scoffs, laughs]

Those officers have seen
a lotta shit, sweetheart.

You.

When they found you, you
were covered in bruises.

Should've seen your file.

Those pictures, they

they broke my heart.

[♪ dramatic music playing]

We're the good guys, sweetheart.
Don't make this something it's not.

- [Josephine giggles]
- [Reena Virk] What the fuck? Okay, so,

- like this? Like that?
- [giggling]

- No! That's a fucking W!
- What?

Okay, so, like that?

- No! [Laughs]
- What?

You gotta put the left
hand over the right one,

- and then, like...
- [gasps]

[both] C... M... C.

C.M.C.

- [both] C.M.C.! [laughing]
- Ah! Yeah!

[laughter]

- [door opens]
- [shushing]

[muttering]

[door shuts]

Martha.

- Don't call the police.
- [both laugh]

[snickers, sighs]

[giggles]

- [drink sloshes]
- [cap clinks]

[gentle rain pattering]

[Josephine] What did
your dad's face look like

when they cuffed him?

Um, I don't know.
I... I didn't see.

You feel bad.

I don't know.

Didn't you feel bad?

When you made up all that stuff
about that guy your mom knew,

and all that stuff
he did to you?

I didn't make it up.

He always made fun of me,

for watching, like, Scarface
and Goodfellas and shit.

But he doesn't even
know that one day

that's gonna be me.

♪

And I'm gonna come for him.

[♪ soft, eerie music playing]

- [gunshot]
- [doors creak open]

[♪ tense, pounding
music playing]

Hi, uh, I'm-I'm with the CBC.

I was hopin' we could
chat about Reena Virk.

I-It could be anonymous! You
can pick your name yourself.

- Be Madonna or, uh, Posh Sp...
- How 'bout suck my fat dick, bitch?

[students chattering]

- What the fuck is goin' on?
- [Josephine] I don't know.

[Samara Bailey] Oh, my God. They're asking
everyone who was at the party that night.

- You think I should talk to the cops?
- What? No.

Warren, I don't think that you
should even be here right now.

I mean, they said anyone who was
in the fight will get arrested,

and if you talk...
what if she finds out?

She scares me.

♪

[locker door slams]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[Smalls] Sorry, I didn't even
think it was that big of a deal.

[sighs] Kids linin' up to
talk about the first fight.

Nobody knows anything
about the second assault.

- What's this?
- Locker 120, Kelly Ellard.

[♪ dramatic music builds]

[flipping pages]

Oink, oink.

[♪ tense sting, music stops]

[Josephine] What the fuck
was in your locker, Kelly?

Don't worry about it, Jo.
God, that fucking pig!

- She went through my shit!
- What does she want?

- [shifts into park]
- [cuts engine]

I need to talk to you guys.

It's serious. I need
you to get in the car.

We're not going anywhere
with you until you say why.

[Rebecca] The cop who's
all over the news,

she's an old friend of mine.

And she told me that the police

- are circling all three of you.
- [sighs]

If you want any chance at
getting away from this,

you need to get in the car now.

♪

- [♪ soft music playing]
- [indistinct whispering]

[Rebecca] So, here's the deal.

The cops wanna arrest as
many of you as they can,

and they can place you
all under the bridge.

How do we know that you weren't
the one that ratted about that?

Wait, why would I go outta my way to come
here and help you if I ratted on you?

Everybody knows you
started the fight.

And they're gonna say that the injuries
she sustained contributed to her death,

and they're gonna try and
pin everything on you.

So, why do you give a shit?

Isn't it good for your
book if we all go to jail?

I don't think putting a bunch of
teenagers in jail is good for anything.

[sighs]

I know you're still
mad about New York,

but I figure I owe
you a heads up.

[clears throat]

So, what exactly should we do?

Look, if the heat comes
down, we'll go to Mexico.

- What?
- That's what gangsters do.

[Josephine] Yeah.

We gotta get outta here.

There's a ferry
tomorrow morning.

I have to go to my dad's
birthday. I can drive you guys.

[softly] Do you have anything
like evidence, anything with...

DNA on it?

Clothes you wore, anything
that Reena could've touched?

You can't get caught
with something like that.

I'll get rid of it for you.

If we're gonna run,
we'll need cash.

[opens wallet]

Hm. Gimme!

That's all I have.

Sixty bucks?

Yeah, it's not enough.

You know, I know a place
where we can get some more.

Rebecca, you can drive us, yeah?

[reporters clamoring outside]

[brakes squeal]

- [phone rings]
- [curtains rattle]

- [Suman Virk] Nobody answer that!
- [phone ringing]

- [phone ringing]
- Manjit.

[reporter] [on TV] that the
police suspect involved youths

from View Royal and
nearby surrounding areas.

It is believed that Reena's
relationship with her parents

had grown distant months
before the incident.

A source at Colquitz
Middle School told us.

Reena had recently accused
her father of sexual abuse.

While these allegations
have not yet been verified

[buzzer buzzing]
[door squeaks]

- [door shuts]
- [keys jingle]

[cuffs clang against bars]

It's time for your bail hearing.

[quiet prison chatter]

[keys rattling]

[lock clicks]

What is it with you Indians?

Always hittin' your kids.

[judge] Manjit Virk is
charged with the following:

Child endangerment,
battery against a child,

sexually touching a child,

and counseling a child to
touch him for sexual purposes.

You have declined to
have a lawyer present.

- How do you plead?
- Not guilty.

I am releasing the
accused on bail.

The accused's spouse,
Mrs. Suman Virk,

has agreed to act as surety.

Mrs. Virk, please stand.

[quiet courtroom chatter]

Mrs. Virk, as surety,

it is your responsibility

that the accused follow
all conditions of bail.

He is to have no contact with
the victim, his daughter.

Do you accept these
responsibilities?

Yes, Your Honor.

Where will your husband be
staying during his bail?

With me at our home, Your Honor.

[judge] Do you understand
that means your daughter,

Reena Virk, will
remain in foster care?

[sighs]

[Tarsem Masihajjar] [whispering]
You have to choose your daughter.

[♪ soft music playing]

I understand, Your Honor.

- I believe my husband.
- [Tarsem sighs]

[Tarsem] Come on.

[rapid gunshots on TV]

Now, Bobby, you've gotta
take it slow and...

- Oh, my God!
- [Reena] Yo, Jo!

I think I'm hungover.

[Hank Hill] Hell
yeah! He's my boy!

What you've done
here is very good.

- [laughs] What the fuck was that?
- [Reena] It's the C.M.C. sign.

Me and Jo came up with it.

You're not C.M.C.

- Only we are.
- [page rustles]

Save your money,
mister. We're in.

Look, you might live here now,

but I'm Jo's best friend.

Hey, Bobby. Go inside
and get a couple of...

[Josephine] C.M.C. only.

[♪ tense music playing]

- Come on, Dusty.
- [pats couch]

Texan in the White House,

and I ain't talkin' about
Herbert Walker Bush either...

♪

[Rebecca] Up here?

[Kelly] Yeah. It's
where the Crips hang.

[Rebecca laughs weakly]

[Rebecca] I didn't know
they had Crips in Canada.

So, are they, like,
part of the C.M.C. or...

[Kelly] No. And don't
laugh. They'll fuck you up.

- [car doors open]
- [♪ muffled rap music playing]

[car doors slam]

[car door slams]

[car door slams]

- [♪ rap music playing]
- [skateboards rumbling]

♪ Makin' money, havin'
fun, I was young ♪

♪ Scared money
don't make money ♪

♪ I remembered everything
I had, which was little ♪

♪ Tryna cop a deal
to keep it real ♪

- [door shuts]
- Heyo, what's good?

♪

[MJ] Who's this?

I'm Rebecca.

[♪ rap music continues]

Hi, Warren.

- You know this lady?
- Yeah, she's alright.

[Kelly] Funny.

'Cause she smells
like bacon to me.

[group laughs]

Fuck you saying, Ellard?

Just saying she
hangs out with cops.

[group] Ooh.

She for real?

- Kels, what are you doing?
- Shh.

You a pig?

No.

[♪ rapping continues]

I don't know. I
can, like, prove it.

- [crosstalk]
- You p... H-H-How you gon' do that?

- I'll smoke weed.
- Smoke weed?

[overlapping chatter, laughter]

Bitch, that's the most cop
shit you could've said.

- Hey! Hey.
- She gonna smoke weed.

Lemme, um, lemme drop with her.

Cop wouldn't go that far, right?

[♪ rapping continues]

Trust me.

♪ Niggas over here
gettin' paid though ♪

♪ Shot shot, get the
vodka and the rock ♪

♪ Get down, represent,
don't stop ♪

Come on, girl.

♪ Make one false move,
gonna snap your neck ♪

[group] Oh!

[laughter, overlapping chatter]

Damn, girl. [Laughs]

[Kelly] Jo!

[chatter continues]

[Josephine] Where are you going?

- [door slams]
- [muffled music continues]

What the fuck is wrong with you,
Kelly? She was gonna help us!

Are you fucking dumb?

What the fuck did you say?

"We can't trust anyone
except each other."

And fuck that bitch! She'd probably
take those boots straight to the cops.

She's not gonna help
us get to Mexico.

You guys ain't serious
about that, right?

What about our families?

What family, Dusty? We're the
only fuckin' family you got.

Look, we won't have
to go to Mexico

if we get the cops on someone else
they knew was there that night.

No one can rat on
us if we rat first.

[♪ brooding music playing]

[phone rings]

Saanich Police Department.

[Kelly] [on phone] I was
at that Shoreline party.

- [clicks]
- I saw Reena walk across the bridge,

and I saw someone follow her.

It was Warren Glowatski.

♪

[hangs up phone]

- [rain pattering on car]
- [deep inhale]

[deep exhale]

[exhales]

♪

[echoing breathing]

[line ringing]

[echoing exhale]

- [line ringing, picks up]
- [thunder rumbles]

[Cam] [on voicemail] Hey,
this is Cam Bentland.

- Leave a message.
- [beeps]

It's me. Uh

the girls ditched me.

[thunder continues]

Uh... [laughs]

I'm not, I'm not gonna
make it to dinner.

I was, I was just trying
to get them to trust me,

and I th... I think I
took it a little too far.

[answering machine
beeps, clicks]

[starts engine]

[♪ "A Strange Day" by The
Cure playing on radio]

♪ The blind man
kissing my hands ♪

♪ The sun is humming,
my head turns to dust ♪

- [engine stops]
- [♪ song stops abruptly]

[rain continues]

[♪ soft, eerie music playing]

Hey, Becca.

It's really kickin' in, huh?

Yeah. Me too.

- [door opens]
- [panting]

- [starts engine]
- [Warren Glowatski] Hey.

I think you should wait a little
'til you come down a bit, okay?

Probably shouldn't drive.

Come on.

It's warmer inside.

No, I just need a minute, Gabe.

[thunder rumbling]

[rain patters]

♪

[knocking on door]

- [door knob rattles]
- [knocking]

[Reena] [muffled] I saw you,
Dad. I know you're home.

[Manjit Virk] [muffled] I
can't have contact with you.

I just want some clothes.

Okay? It's cold. I
need a warmer jacket.

[muffled] Okay? I'm
freezing. Let me come in.

If I let you in,

- I don't know what you might say to them.
- [Reena] I'm not gonna say anything.

[sighs]

- Dad, please. I, I promise.
- [rattles knob]

I just don't trust
you anymore, Reena.

Now, go. Please.

[rain continues]

[lighter clicks repeatedly]

[door opens]

- [♪ soft music playing]
- [clicking continues]

[door shuts]

[knocking]

[Dusty] Hey.

[sighs]

Look, I'm sorry we ditched
you. It wasn't fair.

I guess you're C.M.C. now, huh?

[Dusty] Uh

actually, they, they didn't
let me go to the party.

They just made me stand outside.

Said they needed a bouncer.

But Maya and Laila got
to join C.M.C., so...

- Who?
- [scoffs] Exactly.

These fuckin' bitches from
Shoreline we barely even know.

[scoffs] And Kelly put
Warren on the list, too,

just 'cause she
got a crush on him.

I thought the whole
point was no boys.

Yeah. [Sighs] They just
do whatever they want.

Found these in Jo's bag.

[walks away]

[jhumkas rattle]

Yo, D.

Yeah?

Who said this crew had to
be run by scrawny bitches?

Not us.

- [♪ ethereal music playing]
- [hands clap]

[distant siren]

[Dahlia] So, are
you drunk or high?

[scoffs] I'm not messin'
with that stuff anymore.

[kids chattering]

So, what is it? Do
you, do you need money?

[chatter continues]

I don't wanna live at
Seven Oaks anymore.

I wanna live here with you.

- No.
- [Dusty] Listen, I c... I can

pay my own way. I'll-I'll
cook. I'll clean.

I'll help with the kids,
whatever you need. I...

[Brianna] Mommy. Please, no.

[Dahlia] Baby, go-go
play with your toys.

Listen, I-I'm-I'm really,
really sorry, okay?

- Hey, you're sorry?
- [Dusty] I-I know I fucked up,

and I, I miss you. I
miss havin' a family.

Dusty, you put a knife
to my daughter's throat.

- You could've hurt her.
- It wasn't like that.

[door knocking]

Just a second.

[door opens]

[footsteps approach]

What are you doin' here?

There's a protection
order in place.

You called the cops on me?

I'm sorry. I love you, but I,

I have to keep my kids safe.

[sniffles]

[♪ soft, tense music playing]

[door shuts softly]

[♪ music continues]

[Warren] You know I wasn't
supposed to be born?

- [wind blowing]
- [Rebecca] Yeah?

[lighter clicking]

[Warren] My mom
had her tubes tied.

[♪ music continues]

Samara's mom used to tell me

maybe God had a purpose for me.

But I, I-I think I
was just a mistake.

I think

the world

would be better if
I was never around.

I feel that way sometimes.

Why?

[sighs]

Because when I was 13

my brother drowned in the ocean.

[sighs]

And I always felt like
it was my fault...

♪

Or like I could've
done something to s

to stop it.

[♪ eerie vocalizing]

And I get a feeling
like I wanna [sighs]

stop breathing,

so I can feel

the way he felt.

♪

Sometimes, I wanna drown too.

[♪ music intensifies]

[sighs]

I saw what happened to Reena.

I watched her die.

♪

Lunchtime.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Bon appétit.

Have some fries.

They're fresh.

I know the shit Seven
Oaks gives ya. [scoffs]

I already ate.

Your white lady author
friend bought me lunch.

I know she's playing us.

She's a narc.

Don't know anything
about that, Dusty.

But I do know

you and your friends
called us today.

- [clicks]
- [tape hisses]

[Kelly] [on tape] I saw
Reena walk across the bridge,

and I saw someone follow her.

It was Warren Glowatski.

[clicks, tape whirs]

[Josephine] [on tape] I know you
need people to come forward, so

it was Warren G.

[clicks, tape whirs]

[Dusty] [on tape] Yeah, uh...

I just...

I wanted to say that.

Warren Glowatski
told me he's the one

- who killed Reena Virk.
- [clicks]

I wasn't lyin'.

Okay.

How did Warren do it?

I don't know. He didn't tell me.

[Cam] How did he know Reena?

Did he know Reena?

[heavy breathing]

That's Josephine

and Kelly Ellard
with you, right?

That look familiar?

Turns out Kelly's got quite
a history of violence.

Has a habit of punching people,
set a girl's hair on fire.

That.

But she's never been expelled.

You've been expelled
three times, though.

Isn't that how you
ended up at Shoreline?

Yeah, girls like us don't get
to be angry, do we, Dusty?

Don't act like ya
anything like me.

[sighs]

Did Kelly ask you to
make this call, Dusty?

Are you afraid of her? Are you
just tryna protect Josephine?

I already told you who did it.

I'm gonna have you fill out
a witness statement then.

- Whatever name you put on here...
- [slides paper and pen]

we're going to arrest them,

we're going to charge them, and
they're going to go to jail.

This is gonna ruin their life.

And if you lie, Dusty

this could ruin your life.

Do you understand that?

[♪ soft, unsettling
music playing]

You might think these
girls are all you have,

but you can fix things
with your sister.

Don't fuck up your
life for this.

[sliding paper]

Okay.

[drops pen, slides paper]

♪

[sighs] Dusty.

[Dusty] Drop me off a
block from Seven Oaks.

Fuck.

♪

[♪ dramatic crescendo]

[Warren] After the
fight at Shoreline,

we went over the bridge
to catch up with her.

It was me and,
[sniffles] and Kelly.

Kelly wanted to see
if Reena was sorry.

So, s-she told her to
take off her shoes,

and then she started kicking her

in the head and in the ribs.

I...

I wish I could go back.

I told her, "Let's go," but
she wouldn't listen to me.

She wouldn't stop.

[sniffles]

And then, Kelly grabbed
her by the shirt,

and she was almost
unconscious, and

she

[shower running] [laughing]

What?

- [nervous laugh]
- [Kelly] Ya know,

I put my foot on Reena's neck

after I put her in the
water and just, like

held her under.

- [shower stops]
- [♪ disturbing music playing]

Ya know?

And I smoked a whole
cigarette while doin' it.

Are you serious?

Yeah 'cause I knew by
the time I'd finished it,

she'd be dead. [Laughs]

[laughing]

- What the fuck is wrong with you?!
- [yelps]

[Kelly] What the
fuck? Fucking bitch!

[both yelling]

- [thud]
- [Kelly gasps]

- [Kelly whimpers]
- [door opens]

- [Martha] Ladies, what is the...
- [Kelly gasps]

Okay, Dusty. Come on, let's go.

♪

[grunts]

[groans]

Fuckin' bitch! She
could've broken my nose!

- Ow!
- [whispers] Kel, we can't trust her.

- No shit, Josephine!
- [Josephine] No.

I mean, like she might crack.

And tell the cops.

Maybe she already did.

We have to do
something about her.

[♪ tense music building]

[rain pattering]

Come on. You gotta get packed.

What's goin' on?

We're goin' to Mexico after all.

[thunder rumbles]

[♪ "Roads" by
Portishead playing]

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Can't anybody see ♪

♪ We've got a war to fight ♪

♪ Never found our way ♪

♪ Regardless ♪

♪ Of what they say ♪

♪ How can it feel ♪

♪ This wrong? ♪

♪ From this moment ♪

♪ How can it feel ♪

♪ This wrong? ♪

[child] Best day ever!