All language subtitles for Good.Girl.Jane.2022.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264

Gerrymandering,
not salamandering.
It's more than just a lizard.

NIMBY stands for
not in my back yard.
Way to go, Jane.

I'm sorry. Jane, you
can't eat here in the classroom.

You're gonna have to find...

Anyway, so tell me
what happened.

Yeah, so Hanna's
been like, eye fucking
my boyfriend for ages.

And so, like, we were
at this party and I thought...

- Oh, Ava's actually gonna sit there.
- -Oh, sorry.

You can sit over there.

Anyway, I thought
of the genius idea
to go buy non-alcoholic beer,

and she kept drinking it
and drinking it
and acting more...

Mom?

Oh fuck! Motherfucker!
Fucking frame...

I'm the bad guy because I want
to take them to a nightclub
on a school night.

Oh you sent me an email...
You haven't seen your daughters
in two weeks.

I don't want to fight
with you, Elliot,
I really don't...

Just please take care
of everything
that's outstanding.

So how old
are you for real?

-You can tell.
-What?

I'm 19 and a quarter...

-You're not 19.
-I think it's a quarter.
-You're not 19.

-Yeah.
-You're 14.
When's your birthday?

Today.

-Yo, my man,
can I get a cherry slushie?
-Get out.

How about blue raspberry?
You got blue raspberry.

Get the fuck out!

For sure. For sure.

How about pack
of Newports, though?

If you don't leave,
I'll call the cops.

Oh, you gonna
call the cops?

Fuck you! Let's go.

I'll beat your ass,
motherfucker!

Get the fuck out,
you too you motherfucker!
Bitch ass.

I'll beat your ass myself, too.

Thank you.

Yo, Abel.

Fucking drop it.

- Abel.
- Wassup?
-Let's drop it.

That was almost it.
I got it, I got it.

Can I have a sip?

Jane!

Jane.

Why didn't you answer me?
I've been calling you
for five minutes.

-I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.
-Did you take out the trash?

-I can't do it right now.
-It's too late.

It's too late.
Just give me your dirty clothes.

Come on. Hustle!

Let's go!

-Are you smoking?
-No.

Kids at school
just smoke near me.

-Jane, please don't smoke.
-I'm not smoking.

-Please.
-I'm not smoking.

Well, you look so tired.
You've got circles underneath
your eyes.

Thank you.
I feel really great now.

Very beautiful.

I can't catch a fucking break.
Just...

Turn that noise off.

Fuck you.

Hey. Hey!

Hey. You dropped these.

You dropped these.

Oh, shit. Thank you so much.
You are a fucking angel.

Thank you.

- Hey.
- -What's up, motherfuckers?

Any of you guys
got a lighter?

No, I don't got no
fucking lighter.

I've got a car full of idiots and no lighter.
Hey Darth Vader!

You got a light?

Hey, what up, bitch?

Thank you.

I'm Jane.

Hey, you're pretty.

Yo, back up, back up!

Yo, gas station Lolita!
Come get stupid with us.

What? I have to be home
in like, 20 minutes.

I live, like,
down the block.

-Don't be weird, come kick it.
-Are you serious?

-Yo, tell your tiny girlfriend
to get in the car.
-Come on.

-Okay.
-Yeah, yeah!

What? You got something
better to do?

Come on. Bitch!
Hurry up. What the fuck?

-My lady.
-Sorry.

Yeah, don't mind
his raging fucking erection.

-You want a bump?
-Benji, what the fuck
are you doing?

Can you duck, you fucking fuck?

-I'm ducking.
-There are rent-a-cops
everywhere here, you idiot.

-Lower.
-Get me arrested again.

- Oh.
-So, what sadist cult did you defect from?

-I just transferred out of
Private from Bellwood.
-Private school!

Oh my God. Botox.
Chanel number five.

- Fancy.
- What else?

People were just
fucking assholes.

I mean, it's private.

Yeah, some girls got suspended
for something that happened.

-What?
-So I had to go
to a different school.

What makes you think
we're any nicer over here?

People are fucking alien scum.

- We're pretty nice.
We're all right.
- What'd they do to you?

I dunno... It was... just...
a lot. It was, yeah,
it was shitty.

Whose hand is that?

- Sorry.
- What are you doing?

I thought you
were trying to, like,
hold my hand.

You're so weird, no.

-I just need
your lighter again.
-That was so cute.

-What did you want?
-Your lighter.

Okay.

- Can I have the lighter?
- -I'm trying.

Be quiet, okay? We got
to go through the back.
Just be quiet.

-Are your parents here?
-Benji, do you have a lighter?

- You got a dog?
- I lost it.

-Can someone give me a fucking
lighter?
-Hey, you got a new dog?

-Here! Fucking chill, yeah.
-When?

Like, last week, his fur
is falling off, it's so cute.

You'll see him. You'll see him.

Okay, sure. Will she be dead
or alive when we see her?

-I mean, he's not ali... I
wouldn't say he's alive.
-So, what does that...

He's definitely not dead. I
mean, like, he's living
a little, like...

What does that mean, though?

What kind of a dog is he?

He looks like, if I like
dropped him, he might
end it all, so...

And have you
dropped him before?

-No.
-Is it a she or he?

- You can drop.
These shit down there.
- Okay.

- Angel girl.
- It's Jane.

Jane Doe.
Jane dodo brain.

On my ass.
Right on my ass.

Right on your ass.

Hey, it's not comfortable,
but it's something.

It's better than nothing,
I guess, right?
Beggars can't be choosers.

I mean, I guess.

Could be better,
I have seen better.

I've seen a beggar be a chooser.

-Exactly.
-It depends on who
he's begging.

You, you're always
the one begging.

And that's what I'm saying!
Man in the mirror.

-You want some?
-It's okay. I have to
be home in, like, a second.

-Bro, just have some.
-Come on. One sip's
not gonna hurt.

Tiny baby sip, I promise.

Hey, hey, fuck yeah!

-Gross.
-It's yummy, right?

Have a couple more sips
and it won't be gross no more.

Yo, you want some?

Fuck, yeah.

Have I ever not wanted some?

-You know, yeah.
-You don't know me.

I do. I think by now
I definitely do.

-Want the rest of this?
-Yes.

Shit.

Oh, I didn't say all of it.
I said the rest of it.

You know what?
I got some more
in my hand right here.

Don't worry about it.

Want the rest of this?

Was one not enough?

Is that really all that we have?

-We can get more.
-That's a lot.

That's what we do here.

-Give me your glasses.
-I think the more, the merrier.

See how you feel.

Ya, alright.

I look better, clearly.

-Too bad.
-You know shit.

Dude, come on.

-You want any?
-No. I'm good.

-You sure?
-You're eyeing it.

-Do you want some?
-If she's not going to take it,
I'll definitely...

-She doesn't want it.
-Okay.

-Thank you.
-Shocker.

-Save some.
-Oh, fuck.

-Hold it, hold it, hold it.
-Am I your maid?

You have crazy eyes.

No, thanks. I'm good.

Men always think...

You like to play
the side girl, huh?

What does that mean?

I don't know.

- Thanks for taking care of me.
- -You're not welcome.

Okay, let's be clear.
I'm the one who takes care of all of you.

You could use honey
to attract flies,

but you got to be fly
to attract honeys.

That's a good one.

I love you guys,
but I gotta go
get Jamie the car.

Oh, Prince charming
and his chariot awaits.

- Hilarious.
- Yo, Bailey balls.

-Can I give you
a 20 for Jamie?
-A 20?

You don't have 60? You know
he won't do less than a gram.

For Tina, Bailey. I don't
want a fucking twenty of blow.

Okay, asshole.

He's freaking out at a gas
station right now

and I have to go.
Can you just ask him?

-Can I come with you?
-Is he coming?

Of course.
It's his birthday party.

Come this weekend.
Come to the party.

When is it?

This weekend. Come to the party.

Yo, drop me your number.
I'll text you.

Okay.

Hey, okay, Benji, I see
you.

Yeah. Go fuck yourself,
Abel, Benji. Love you.

-Bye, love you.
-Bye, angel lady.

-Send me some pics
to fuck myself to.
-Bye, Benji.

- Bye.
- Bye, Benji!
-I said, bye!

Peace out, motherfucker!

Oh!

Move your feet, Rosen.
This is a mile run, not a backward stroll.

Excuse me.

I mean, if you don't swallow,
then it's basically the same
as a handjob.

Yeah. Okay. Hold on.
Just give me a minute.

Hey, do you know when mom's
coming home?

Her last client's at eight,
but she has like a class

-or a seminar or
something after.
-All right.

Oh, wait, I thought dad
was taking us tonight.

He's supposed to...

I'm, like, loving
your vibe right now.
You look so cozy.

Yeah. Thanks.

All right. I think
Alli's waiting for us.

I'll see you later. Okay.

Hi.

Jane, could you look up?
I spoke to you.

-I just said hi back,
I thought you...
-Daddy's here!

Oh. Would you please tell
Disneyland daddy
to pay the dentist bill?

They're calling me all the time,
and it's humiliating.

All right.

Oh, Jane, honey,
please don't wear that
sweatshirt.

-It's so nasty-looking.
-Okay, but it's clean.

It's fine, Mom.

Okay, well, I'll see you
tomorrow. Please tell your dad
to call me.

- Love you.
- Love you.
-Love you.

-Can I have a fry?
-No.
-Come on.

-You ordered only fries.
-It's my first one.
-I can have one fry.

In a sec, it's like, my first
bite.

Monkey, did you order
truffle fries for your entree?

-Yes.
-That's sneaky.

-How did I miss that?
-I don't know.

I have a vegetable here,
though. Ketchup.

-It's a vegetable, right?
-Yeah, see I taught you
very well.

How about this?
Here's a little bit of color

-in your diet that's not tan.
-It is a vegetable.

A bit of a green for you.
How about that?

-Oh, my God.
-A real vegetable.

Yeah it's great.

This is great,
but I don't really want it.

Thank you for adding
more salad to my entree.

-You're welcome.
-I appreciate it.
-Sweethearts.

Sweethearts.

I have to get you two back
to your mom's place
in about an hour.

An hour? What?

I have to catch a showcase
in West Hollywood.

It's at 21:30.
There's nothing I can do.

I thought you were spending
the night tonight.

And I really wish that you
could.

Can't we just get all this
to go and take it back
to yours and eat it there?

The time is just
too tight, honey.

There's a bunch of boxes
in the guest room.

I still have to put up the the
blowup bed, there's no way.

There's no way I can help you
make the bed and stuff.

-I can help you.
-What if we just go
to the showcase with you?

That is not my call.
You know that.

-You know that your mom
will never...
-Just don't tell.

...let me take you to the show.
Never tell her?

-Don't tell her?
-Just don't tell her.

Guys, I'm sorry.

-We can't do it.
-It's okay, I get it.

-Just do it another night.
-Look, we have an hour.

You guys order
whatever you want for dessert,

but finish
those vegetables first.

Please promise me
you won't tell your mother

you just ate two gallons
of ice cream. Okay?

Just promise we can spend
the night next time.

I promise, I promise, I promise.

-And we still get dessert.
-Absolutely.

-As much as you want.
-I understand.

You got it?

All right. Love you guys.

Love you, Dad.

Hi, sweetie. Hey, baby.

You've got to be
fucking kidding me.

Oh. Hi, handsome.

Bathroom's ocupado...
Why don't you go
pee-pee in the pool?

Yes, you made it!
You look amazing.

Hey, bitch. Turn around. Hi!

-How are you?
-Hey, get in the bathroom.

-Party people, let's go.
-Close the door!

Okay. Look.
Special K on the left.
Blow on the right.

Do both. Unless you want to get
stuck in a fucking hole.

-I'm okay.
-She's not going to do it.
Don't bother.

Or if you're freaky crazy like
me.

Why don't you take down
your hood?

- It's cold outside.
- Okay, idiots.

We need to leave the bathroom
before someone actually has to
piss

and knocks down the door.

-Are we done in here?
-What does it feel like?

It feels like you drank like 80
Red bulls and you're cumming
at the same exact time.

-Best orgasm of your life.
-She's a scaredy-cat.

She's not gonna do it.
She's a baby.

Nah, forget it. The baby
doesn't want any.

Let her be a baby, it's
fine.

I'm not a baby.

Oh, no you're not.

And away we go.

What, did I
do it wrong?

One, two, three!

Do it!

I wouldn't fucking
let it happen.
I won't let anything happen.

I love you so much my baby girl.

Hey. What's up?

You're always trying
to touch my hair and shit.

Let me just live my life.

You always want braids
and shit, so, like...

So, Brittany, what's your name?

What's your name, Brittany?

Oh, I like that sound.

-Benji, get a room!
-Do you need a condom?

He's 14. Yo!

Look we need two fuckin', we need a fuckin' hotel guys.
Oh, my God!

Oh my God!

-You can swim, right?
-I don't know.

Whoa! Look at that shit.

-It makes so much more sense...
-Did you see what I said? What?

-Right?
-I said don't do that to me.

-Did you do it to yourself?
-I did my damn self.

Where'd you go last night?

I took a walk. I couldn't
really sleep.

To where?

Just like, the gas station. Why?

I'm just wondering.

Why couldn't you sleep last
night?
That sucks.

I have no idea.

What are you doing today?

Might go thrifting with Emma
and some other girls.

Do you like Pacific?

Seems like you made friends
fast. Emma.

She actually can be nice.
She has another side.

I just don't get why your
friends
are always like that.

Always like what?

I mean, what am I supposed to
do, Jane? hang out here all day?

You act like everyone's
rejecting you, but it doesn't
seem like you want

to hang out with anyone either.

I'm just trying to make friends.

It was just like so,
fucking annoying...

I know, I mean, did you
hear, though that he...

Jesus fucking Christ, dude,
what is wrong with you?

-Hi.
-Hi. I brought 60.
Is that enough?

Yeah. Let me get you a gram.

Do you have it on you?

On me? Right now?

Yeah.

No, it's not like I carry it
in a fucking fanny pack or
anything.

I'm just going to text Jamie
for it, and then we'll hit you
in a few hours.

And can you ask Benji
to stop giving my number
out to people?

Can I come with you?
Wait. I want to come with you.

Sure.

Not particularly friendly
to leave me without
a car and a phone

when I'm trying to do you a
favor.

Yeah, well, last time I checked,
it's my car, baby boy.

Oh, no. Okay.

You're totally right.

I probably didn't need
new wipers or an engine check
and all that.

Maybe I shouldn't have helped
you out and done all that stuff

when I'm sick
as a fucking dog, huh?

It's always a show
with you, ain't it?

Front right pocket.

Jamie. She's only buying a gram.

-Do you want this?
-You're gonna kill her.

That's a bit dramatic, isn't it?

She's a big girl.
I think she can handle herself.

You can handle yourself, can't
you?

Hey, give her back the cash.
This one's like a gift.

-You can pay me next time
if you like it.
-Thank you.

Are you gonna take the money?

Okay, so there are a couple
of kids in Culver City
that we need

to go drop some stuff off to.

-I told him we could hook
them up.
-I gotta run a few errands solo.

-But I'll drop you home
on the way.
-What?

Get sweaty fingers,
you know that?

Then stop touching them.

Oh, okay. It's gonna be like
that?

I just gave you that cigarette,
and that was a present from me
to you.

Thank you
for this thoughtful gift.

-Where are you going?
-You mean home?

Yeah. Where is home, dodo?

Just take Sunset toward the
beach.

So I want to see you tomorrow.
What does the lady say about
that?

Okay.

And then the day after
that, too.

-All right.
-Cool.

Cool. What are you doing
next week?

-Like Monday through Sunday?
-I don't know.

What about Bailey?

Oh, no, wrong answer. No, what
are you doing?

-I'm going to be with you?
-Oh, you're not sure?

Okay, Listen, I'll jump out of
this car right now.

On the count of three.

One, two...

On the count of three I'm
gonna jump out of this fucking
door.

You're not gonna
reconsider? All right. Three.

Okay, okay. Yes.
Yes, yes. Oh my God!

I'll be with you. I'm gonna be
with you.

You left me out a little long
there, didn't you?

Pretty cavalier with my life.
Fucking hell.

You know, if you don't tell me
where to turn soon, we're gonna
end up in the water.

Shit...

Jane you're missing out!

Oh! How are you doing in here?

-I'm fine.
-Oh, honey, I am so
proud of you.

Putting yourself out there at
this new school.

You're so brave. I saw your
friend drop you off.

You should invite him over.
I want to meet your friends.

Thanks. I don't really have
that many friends, but...

Jane... Why do you listen to
this crap?

I'm not a granny. It's just,
it's very upsetting.

-I can just turn it off.
-Doesn't it make you angry?

I really don't want you
listening to that stuff,
sweetheart.

It's not you.

You're right. It's not me.
Just playing a really fun game.
It's the best.

Why do you have to be so mean?

Do you treat your father like
that?

You know, I'm trying to be nice
to you.

Constantly. Constantly.

-Really?
-Yes, I am!

Yes. I am. Always. And the music
sucks, okay. It's horrific!

I'm sorry.

-I'm not angry at you.
-Sweetheart.

Baby, I love you.

I'm sorry. I love you too.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-What?
-That face of yours
is gonna kill me.

So, you like American rap?

Do I like American rap?

-American rap, yeah.
-Are you asking me that because
I'm Irish?

-Yeah.
-That's fucking racist.

I can't listen to rap
'cause I'm Irish, is that
what you're saying?

Jeez.

You know what? It's all
good.

It's all good.

What'd you eat for breakfast?
What do you like for breakfast?

-What I eat for breakfast?
-Yeah.

-You like pancakes?
-Yeah.

Yeah? Well, you can't have them.
They're French.

-Sorry.
-Fuck you.

-Sorry.
-I can have pancakes.

No, you're the French, you know.

It's okay. I can put on some...

You can listen to it.

I'm just wondering.
How far are we going?

Why? You got some fancy plans
you have to get to?

I'm pretty sure
you penciled me in for today.

Pencil is very easily erased.
Two swipes.

It's all gone.

Don't worry, I'll have you home
by curfew, little girl.

Little girl?

Not that, huh?

How about "Baby?"

That's better.

I wanna kiss you.

I wanna take care of
you.

I don't wanna share
you. Okay?

Then don't.

I got you.

This guy's a bit of a paranoid
fucker. All right?

-They'll dig you.
-Okay.

Why that chick Bailey keep
calling here looking
for you, bro?

-I can't be having that shit.
-Jane, this is Gootenburg.

What the fuck's up with your
neck, bro?

You bout to have
another one of your fits?

No, the music's coming for my
fuckin' head.

I'm just trying to set a vibe.
Why don't you kick back?

Hey, for real though, if you
'bout to start shaking
across the floor again,

go inside
where there's carpet.

I don't need you cracking
your head on my shit.

I'm fine.

Okay, if you're not about
to lose it then.

Shit's in the kitchen in the
cookie jar.

Cookie jar. How poetic.

Why don't you come try some of
this?

-I'm okay.
-Are you sure?

It tastes like watermelon.
You don't like delicious
watermelons?

I don't really like watermelon.

The fuck you mean?
Everyone loves watermelon.

Can I pet your dog?

-Yeah.
-Thank you.

She doesn't like Jamie,
but I think she fucks with you.

She's very sweet.

Yeah, she's the best.

Hey. That shit's for slinging,
not smoking. All right?

-Fuck you, I got you.
-Hey, don't be coming back here.

I'm gonna meet you
somewhere else for the pickup.

-Cause I don't know who the fuck
you got following you.
-Cunt.

What's he talking about?
With your headache?

Fuck him, I'm golden.

Hey.

-Hi.
-Where's Izzie?
-Spending the night with Emma.

I've got a client coming
in a few minutes.

Could you help me with these,
please?

-I thought dad was taking us.
-He canceled.

He's avoiding me.
He owes me a check.

And he takes you guys out
to those nice dinners
and cries poor.

-He doesn't cry poor.
-Bullshit.

Put these away.

I told Izzie to tell you
at school.

Izzie doesn't talk to me at
school.

What do you mean
she doesn't talk to you?

-Hi.
-Hey.

I'm good, thank you.

-You know,
he's with everyone, right?
-Who?

Whatever.

I'm serious.
He's with all your friends.

All my friends? What about you?

You're my friend.

-What?
-Are you sleeping with him?
Can I see this really quick?

-What are you doing?
-I think you took my lighter.

- What the fuck?
You're fucking crazy.
- Get in!

No, no, no
pass that shit.

Does anyone actually know
where the fuck we're going?

Benji do you have the address?

-No.
-Do you have the molly?

Benji, chill, you need to
just sit the fuck down.

-Shut the fuck down!
-Shut the fuck up!

-You got me in the back, here!
-No you won't.

He's in the boot
for a reason.

- Stay in there for fuck's sake.
- -Give him a fucking booster seat.

-Man, shut the fuck up. Shut
the fuck up.
-Benji, don't spill it.

What the fuck?

Fucked up the car
again, huh?

Wait, what'd you say?

What you fucked up your eyes?
You need glasses?

-Baby, you're not coming in?
-I'll come grab you
in a few hours.

Okay. Can you take my phone
then? I'll text you from Eden's.

Sure thing, sweet tits.

Yo, can I cop like a 20
of tina?

Man, you're wasting
my time with these 20s.

-Looks good?
-Yeah.

- Kissable? Cute?
- Baby Jane!

-Thanks, baby.
-Can I talk to you for a second?

Is there a problem, officer?

Why don't you come wingman?

I don't know what I'd say about
leaving. We just got here

I don't know, say you went
to look for a tampon.

Or tell a lie,
you're full of ideas.

I don't know,
I'm a bad liar, though.

We both know that's
straight bullshit.

Yeah, that's kind of bullshit.
I just don't want
to come with you.

Oh, okay.

Alright, smart ass. Come here.

Come here.

Don't you want to see
how the sausage is made?

What's in it for me?

I don't know.

I guess if you're lucky,
maybe I'll kiss you again.

Did you kiss me?

Shit. I don't remember that.

All right, listen.

If you come with me, I get to
spend more minutes with you.

Any plan where I get
more minutes with you
is a good plan.

-I think, anyway.
-Fine.

Fine. What?

Okay. I don't want your
fucking charity.

Fine? You trying
to steal my money?

Alright, time to teach you
a lesson.

He tried to fuck me though, baby.
Aren't you gonna say somethin'?

If I ever made any
promise in my life,

it's that you never
heard this shit before.

I'm about to put you on.

I got everything from Nas,
Cameron, Jagged Edge,

switch genres on ya,
Beatles, Bob Marley.

Why?
Is it because of her?

Yo Xan. You're gonna make sure
Chloe gets home, right?

Just gonna pull over
for a second.

You okay? You okay?

Jamie? Jamie!

Jamie! Hey!

Hey! What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Jamie. Jamie!

Jamie, baby, please, baby!

Baby, baby.
Wake up, please. Fuck!

Fuck! Jamie?

Jamie. Jamie.

Hey! What the fuck?

-Gimme some air.
-Are you okay? Oh, my God.

-I just need a minute.
-Oh, my God.

- I just need a minute.
- Oh, my God.

-Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
-I'm sorry if I scared you.

Did I scare you?

Fuck, there's a security guard
heading over here.

-What?
-Baby, I don't know.

I don't know.
I'm sorry, does this hurt?

I'm so sorry.

Fuck.

Oh, fuck.

-I thought you were dying.
-No.

- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.
I'm not going anywhere.

God, you're so fucking perfect

I need you right now.

-I don't know what I'm doing.
-I got you.

Just hold onto me, okay?

Oh, fuck.

Can I cum in you?

Can I cum in you? Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

I fucking love you.
I fucking love you.

I love you, too.

I love you, too.

Fuck.

Don't do that
with me.

Come here.
Inhale when I tell you.

-Don't swallow the smoke.
-What is it?

It's crystal.

It helps with my seizures.
Keeps my head on.

-I wanna feel
everything you feel.
-Inhale slowly, then.

Little baby puff.

I've got to get Bailey
her car back.

Do you stay with her?
You're like, living there?
Or what?

Until I get
my own place, yeah.

I just got to get a new spot.
I got fucked over
in my last place.

I'm too nice, you know?

-People take advantage.
-You could get, like,
a different job?

That's not really gonna work
under the current circumstances,
ya know?

-What circumstances?
-It's like a paperwork issue.

Maybe you can teach me to speak
like a proper fucking...

...dogtown
American skater boy.

I can't just
get a job here.

Hey. Look at me. Look at me.

-Who am I?
-Jamie.

And who's
everybody else?

Everybody else ain't nobody.

You feel good, huh?

How long will it last?

As long as you want.

How you doin, Baby Jane?

Baby Jane,
hey, hey Baby Jane!

Baby Jane's flying now.

Baby Jane! Baby Jane!

Hey, baby Jane!

Baby Jane, Baby Jane!

Let me
get that Mary Jane.

We're just looking for ya now.

Yeah, we're in the wrong motel,
man, sorry.

I know, I know.

Fuckin' hell, the key almost
just went up me nose.

That's what you get,
right?

That's what you get!
You get what you fucking give.

There's people out there,
that is like the other half
to you.

-And, like, there's this hole
inside your chest, you know.
-That's you, dude.

And when I found you,
it's like,
it's a specific-shaped hole.

Au natural, and shit.

What does that even mean?

Sir. One customer at a time!

Look at my baby girl.

Look at her. Look at my baby.

I see you, lady Jane.
You fiery, huh baby?

Let's go. Come on!

- I want you to watch yourself.
- -Jamie...

Now you get
to see what I see.

- You're so
fucking beautiful.

- Can you handle it?
- Yes, I can.

- We're in the vortex!
- Oh baby, oh!

Having a good time?

Do it! Do it!

Welcome, welcome.
Hey, how's it going?

If you're not in your seats
by the time the last bell rings,
you are late.

Welcome. Come on in.

There you go.

Dude. Smile.

You're okay.
You're okay.

You're okay, you're okay,
you're okay,

You're okay.

You're okay.

You're okay. You're okay.

You're okay.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

I was gonna leave you like that.

You'll feel better
in just a bit.

-I'm gonna fucking kill myself.
-Not yet, though.

- Jane?
- Yeah.

What happened to you today?

The head of security came
into my class looking for you.

-Did you leave?
-I felt sick.

Eden came and got me.

Can you come out here?

So, what, you just left
in the middle of the day?

Why didn't you come
and find me? I don't understand.

I'm sorry, I just called her.

What's going on?

Every single day,
somebody comes up to me

-and tells me
you're on a bunch of drugs.
-I'm not, though.

I'm not an idiot, Jane.

I didn't say
you were an idiot.

-You look really sick.
-I'm really fine.

What do you mean, you're fine?

It's not a big deal. I'm okay.

No. All those friends you've
been hanging out with,

Jane, they're always high.

And I heard that guy Jamie
is like, married or engaged
or something.

At least they're nice to me.

What does that mean?
There are other
nice people, Jane.

What, like your friends
from Bellwood?

The ones who literally pulled me
into a classroom one by one

to tell me everything
that they hated about me.

How I look like the crow,
called me a witch.

Literally one by one...
for no reason.

And there's still messaging me
every day.

-Those friends?
-I don't hang out
with them anymore.

I changed schools too.
I'm making all new friends!

I don't know why
they did that to you.
I wasn't there.

I obviously wouldn't
have let them.
And I'm really sorry, Jane.

Your new friends are the same
as your old friends.

This is completely unfair,
the way you're turning this
around.

You know, it's not like
I'm happy either,
but at least I'm trying

to like, put on a smile.

Mom literally asks me,
what's wrong with you every day.

Jane, I can't just keep acting
like everything's fine.

You need to tell her
something's wrong.

You don't even talk to me at
school.

We'll hang out more, I promise.
I'm sorry.

I'm just scared. I'm so scared.

I don't know what's
happening with you,
and I don't know how to help.

I think you need to tell Mom
and Dad.

I will.

I'm serious.
Or I'm gonna have to tell them.

Don't tell them. I'll do it.

It's just like, literally, how?

I haven't seen them
in the same room
together since preschool.

Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry, Iz.

I'm sorry I scared you.

I know.

-Three glasses of water
and a big glass of ice, please.
-Sure.

I already know.
I want the grilled cheese.

Is that dad?

No, it's the mother of a client.
I haven't heard from your
father.

I'd rather talk to both of you
at the same time.

-All right, waters.
-My ice...

-Oh, sorry about that.
-That's okay.

Mom, can you just put that
away for a second?
Just one second.

Maybe you can tell Daddy later
or something.

-Okay?
-Janie, honey, you're not
pregnant, are you?

-No, Mom.
-Oh, good. I'm sorry,
but you know.

Damn! They need to get control
of that kid. It's so rude.

Mom, can you please just listen?
She's trying
to tell you something.

Okay, I'm listening,
I'm listening.

You know, I just,
I can't wait all day
on your father

who doesn't have the decency
to give us a window of time.

And I'm sorry,
but I've got a client
in an hour.

So, sweet pea,
what did you want to tell us?

I'm having a problem with drugs.

Drugs... Okay.

- Drugs.
- Mostly coke.

Can I get you anything to eat
this afternoon?

- Not right now.
- No. Thank you.

I think we'll get
something later.

-Take your time.
-Thank you, thank you.

Okay. When you say problem,
what do you mean?

-I'm doing it a lot.
-What's a lot?

-Well, kind of a lot.
-What's a lot?

-Mom, she's doing drugs.
-Okay.

Well, you're gonna have to stop.

You can do that, right?
You can just...

I don't think I'm happy.
I think there's something
wrong with me.

- Dammit. You should've
been here.

I'm gonna to let her tell you.
It's your father.

-Do you wanna talk to him?
-Yeah.

Hi, Daddy.

No, I understand.

Let's talk about it tomorrow?

I love you.

- Oh my God.
- Thank you.

Hi, Daddy.

Evening, sunshine.

Is it a bomb?

-It's da bomb, baby.
-Wow.

-You're a fucking nerd.
-Don't be a bully.

-I made you
a gift right there.
-No, you're right.

You're right.

-Go on, open it.
-Okay.

-I wrapped it myself.
-I can tell.

No, no, no, no.
This is embarrassing.

Wait until I'm gone.
Wait till I'm gone.

I can't do this.

I'm gonna call you.
I'm gonna call you.

Okay? Every 17 minutes
after the hour,
every single hour.

-You better pick up.
-Just be quiet.

No, no, no. This is the part
where you say,

"Yeah, baby, I'll pick up.
Of course I'll pick up for you."

I'm gonna pick up.
You're a stalker.

Don't open it
till I'm gone, okay?

Wait, where are you going?

I dunno. Maybe to get you
some more presents.

- Hi ?
- Just testing.
- What? You don't trust me?

No, not for a second.

- Alright. Read my note.
I'm hanging up.
-Okay.

- Yes, please call me.
- I love you.

-I love you, honey. Have fun.
-I will.

-So, are you feeling
any better?
-Better than what?

-What do you mean?
-I don't know.

Did you sleep okay?
You don't look so tired.

-I usually look tired?
-Yeah, honey.

-That's nice.
-Lately, you look tired.

Mom, what are you-- what?
What're you staring at me for?

It's so uncomf--
It's just uncomfortable.

It's like I can't just sit here.
without you staring at me.

I'm not doing that! I was just
noticing that you look a little
better. That's all, honey.

-Yo, what up bro?
-I'm gonna fight you. Bro...

-Thanks, baby.
-Don't call me baby.

Okay, everyone. Welcome.

- My name is JD and I'm an alcoholic.
- -Hi, JD.

This is an open meeting
of Alcoholics Anonymous
and you're very welcome here,

especially the newcomers.

This is a meeting
where we do share.

So, I ask anybody that plans
on participating in sharing
or discussing

adhere to the third tradition,
which states that we keep
our shares geared

-towards alcohol
and problems with it.
-You legit getting sober?

Oh, fuck, no.

Meetings get me
out of the house.

A little bit about myself
just to get us started.

-Before I found this place,
I had no options...
-Come here.

-...and I was just completely
down and out desperate.
-Come on.

My friends left,
my family left.

And all I could think about
was where I was going
to get the next drink.

That was literally the only
thing on my mind.

Then I found this place
and actually met
some people like me...

Close the fucking door. Lock it.

You want the other line?

Yeah...

I don't know why
people fucking smoke it.

It's the burn--

-Hey.
-What?

-I'm gonna go
smoke a cigarette.
-Don't be a fucking tease.

Jane Eyre!

-Your boyfriend get you really
high on my product?
-Funny.

Grumps had a seizure earlier
and I think some shit happened

with his fucking boss man.
He's acting like
a total psycho Barbie.

- Bitch is not my fucking boss.
- Bro, stop--

Watch my fucking whip, man!
Fuck's your problem?

Shit.

Yes!

-Give me candy!
-Red. Your favorite boys
are here.

-My kings!
-We came bearing gifts.

Hey, Red, this is Jane.
That's Eden.

Sweethearts, let me get you
something to drink. Some juice.

I'm okay, thank you.

How you been? You good?

- Hi.
- -These two are getting big.

Red, how many
times I gotta tell you?

There's artificial coloring
in that shit.
You gotta stop drinking that.

You're taking
a teener, yeah?

Yeah. That's fine, honey.

Can we throw her
some bennies
for the down, though?

I don't know,
they're all back at the motel.

Hey, you wanna
take a seat, babe?
You're making me nervous.

Eden, sit this one out,
aright? You're buggin'
out a little.

I'm all good, daddy-o.

Man, you know what?
I got some morphine in the car.

- A couple 20 milligrams?
- Yeah.

Yeah. Hold up.

Actually, I left my phone
in the car.
I'll be right back.

What?

For fuck's sake, Jane.
Use your words.

-I don't want to go
back in there.
-Oh no? And why's that now?

I don't know. I just don't want
to go back in there.

-I don't want
to fucking see that.
-What don't you want to see?

Use your words.

-Come on.
-No.
-Are you fucking with me?

What don't you want to see?
What, them tweaking?

-That's not what I'm saying.
-You're not saying much,
are you?

So, what about me, huh?
You don't wanna see me
anymore either?

Is that what you're saying?
Now you don't want
to see me anymore?

-That woman is fucking sick.
-And that's my fault?

-She's fucking sick.
-She's a fucking adult.
She can look after herself.

But she can't look after
those fucking babies.

-Oh my God.
-There's fucking babies
in there, and shit.

That fucking person...

-She's basically
Xander's family.
-is looking after those babies!

-Calm the fuck down!
-I can't. I fucking...
I won't. I can't.

-I can't follow what the fuck
you're trying to say.
-You're always, you're always

fucking saying
that you've got me
and you'll protect me

and you're here for me and shit.

-And then--
-Why are you doing this now?

-This has nothing
to do with you.
-How is that protecting?

This has nothing
to do with you.
you. This is about me

trying to take care
of myself like a fucking adult!

-I'm trying to get
my own place, my own shit.
-I know.

Yeah? I'm trying to do
all the things that you
fucking want from me.

-You're just acting like a baby.
-I'm sorry.

This is my livelihood, Jane.

This is my life. I'm sorry
you don't like looking at it,
but there you go.

That's what it looks like.

Fuck!

I'm taking you home.

-Wait, no...
-I'm not gonna take you
along with me anymore

if you're gonna
make me feel like an asshole.

No, I didn't, I really
mean it like...

Hey, wait.

-Jamie...
-Move your leg.

Hey!

Are you fucking serious
right now? I don't want
to fucking go home.

Hey, Jamie. Wow.

-What are you doing?
-Nothing.

-Not doing anything, no?
-No.
-You sure?

You thinking about me?

-Maybe?
-Maybe what?

Maybe what?
You don't want me anymore?

-Tell me.
-No.
-Tell me you don't want me.

- I don't want you.
- Hmm?

Say it again.

-I don't want you.
-Good girl.

Put your hand back
between your legs.

Who am I?

Jamie.

- Who's everybody else?
- Nobody.

- Hmm?
- Nobody.

Can you cum for me?
Cum for me.

I love you, Jane.

Don't say that shit anymore.

I won't.

The windows
are getting sticky
with this greasy shit.

If I asked you to not give me
any more T, would you stop?

Why?

Is that what you're asking me?

I'm just wondering.

Listen, if I stop giving
it to you, when you change
your mind and want it,

then you're gonna hate me.

And then you're gonna go
get it from some random fucker.

-I'm really serious.
I can't just keep doing this.
-So am I.

Come on,
you're just coming down.

-I really have to stop.
-Do you know
how beautiful you are?

-Listen to me.
-I am. I just asked you
a question.

What are you doing?

I just have to put it
somewhere. I'm busy.

Jamie, stop!

Fine. You wanna stop?
Where does that leave me, huh?

You have to stop me too?
We there again?

No. You can stop with me.

What if I can't stop?

-Or what if I do and you can't?
Then what?
-That's not gonna happen.

We'll stop.

Just let me figure out
a plan first.

-We have to be smart about it,
ya know?
-Mm-hmm.

You trust me?

I've got you.

I'm not gonna let anything bad
happen to you.

You know I need you?

I love you, Jane.
That's everything
you need to worry about.

We're gonna be fine.

We're gonna be fine.

- This fucking girl.
- Hey, wait. Slow down.

- Hey.
- He won't turn the TV
off. It's so fucking loud.

-I can't get it to stop
buzzing. It won't stop.
-I'll tell him to turn it off.

I'll tell him to turn it off.
Just come upstairs
with me, okay?

Oh, sorry.

Hi, beautiful.

Shit. Shut that door.
I can't fucking see in here.

It's still very loud. Please.

Can you just turn
that shit down!

-Can't you shut the door?
I can't fucking see!
-Just turn it off, bro.

- There's literally no sound.
- -Look, he's turned it off.

Is it all right?

Is that better?
All scary sounds gone now?

- Fuck you.
-You keep an eye on her.

I don't want her outside
on the curb again.

'Scuse you.
Am I not sitting right here?

-I could hear you.
-My bad darlin'.

- Are your ears working again?
- -Fool, what am I, babysitting?

Do you have anything to like
calm her down or put her
to sleep or something?

-Give 'er two of those Percs.
-I can't handle it

if she keeps trippin' bout
that sound, bro.

Take two of these, shit.

Alright, help yourself.

-When's the last time
she slept?
-She'll be fine now.

What is it?

What is it?

Hydromorphone. Dilaudid.

Here.

Together.

You want to bet I can make
you cum without touching you?

-Were you married?
-Almost.
-I heard...

Did you love her?

It's not really simple
like that.

People use me for things
they need, want. Whatever.

And I use them right back.

No, I told you not to do that.

What're you using me for?

I'm not.

Being with you
is the dumbest thing
I've ever done.

You feel good?

That's good.
I want you to feel good.

Get the fuck out!

Get the fuck out
you faggot fuck!

Goot! Goot!
What the fuck are you doing?

- Let me put on my fucking shorts!
- -Fucking tripping.

Jamie, you took my fucking car!
You wrecked my car!

You left it on the side
of the fucking road!

You think you can
hide behind

your fuckin' clan
of pussy, bro?

You ditched your car
on the street with a bunch
of my work in it!

How the fuck
you supposed to pay for that?

Jamie, will you fucking
tell me what happened?

I told you, I had a seizure
and I wrecked it.

-But I'm going to fix it.
-Not this time, Jamie. Shut up.

I was gonna go back and fix it.

- What's going on?
- You, shut the fuck up!

- I can't fucking--
- Stop fucking screaming!

Please. Stop! It's too loud.

What the fuck is wrong with her?

Some weird
comedown shit.

You're both lucky I thought
to get out of the car.

-Yeah?
-I could barely move my legs
and I walked away

-before the cops came.
-Do I look like I have a pussy?

You can't charm me, bitch.

I've got undercover cops
following me to and from
my crib every day!

There's no cops!

Cops? Shut the fuck up.
It's your fucking car!

Don't fucking dare tell me
to shut up!

How dare you drag me
out the fucking shower!

-Goot! What the fuck!
-Nah, fuck that!

The feds come at me, I'm giving
them whatever the fuck
it takes to gut your ass.

Jamie, are you okay?
Baby, are you okay?

-Xander, is there any ice?
-I don't know.
Try down the hall.

You think it's fucking cute,
your little mute act, huh?

Why the fuck are you even here?

What the fuck's that supposed
to mean, you stupid bitch?

Yo, cut it out!

You shut the fuck up! You
little fucking druggy bitch!

Shut the fuck up! Shut up!

Is there any alcohol
in this room?

There's like a travel
mouthwash in the bathroom.

Are you trying
to fucking kill me?

I need something
to sterilize this.

Here, put this on your nose.

Jamie, baby, come here.

-I'm trying to help you.
-You brought that fuck head
in here.

Well, I didn't fucking mean to.

-He fucking followed me.
I was I was coming for you.

I don't give a shit.
My nose is broken.

-Are you okay?
-No. Does this look okay to you?

I'll take you to the hospital.
Baby, I'll take you
to the hospital.

Why are you still here?

-What do you mean?
-Are you deaf?
Get the fuck out of this room!

How the fuck are you gonna
pay for this motel room
without my car, Jamie?

Bitch,
just get out! Just leave!

You don't have the tiniest clue
how little you matter.

-Why did you open the door?
-I thought it was just her.

I'm gonna go get a band aid
or something.

Don't touch anything.
And put your pant on.

What did you do?

Jamie, what just happened?

Jamie...

I'll be right back.

-Stay inside the car.
-Okay.

Jane.

-Yeah?
-Would you marry me?

-What?
-If I asked you?

-You're bleeding...
-I wanna marry you, Jane.

I mean it. Mickey and Mallory.
Bonnie and Clyde.

Okay.

Jane, I need you to step out
of the vehicle for me.

-What?
-I need you to step out
of the car.

Get out!

-What?
-Get out!

Wait. Why?

Come on. Turn around.

Place your hands,
palms down on the vehicle.

But wait, what did I do?

You have anything sharp
or jagged on your body
that may prick me?

No, I don't.

You have one chance
to tell me if you have
any illegal substances on you.

I don't have--
I don't have anything. I swear.

-It'll be better for you
if you tell me now.
-I promise.

Is there anything in the car
you'd like to declare before we
find it?

No, nothing.

Down.

- That's just not my man.
- Is this yours?

- Oh, come on.
- I've never seen that before.

-All right, come with me.
Come on.
-Wait...

Wait, wait...

Wait, wait, wait.
I swear I've never
seen it before.

I don't know why...

Wait...

Sweetie. We're just
going down the hall, okay?

I'm Detective Villanueva,
this is Detective Baker.

You're not under arrest, Jane.

We just want to ask you
a few questions
about your relationship

with James McKenna.

You can be completely honest
with us here today, okay?

When was the last time
you had intercourse with James?

Jamie.

It's okay, sweetheart.
It's okay.

Oh, whatever details
you give us can help us
draw a clearer picture

of Jamie's influence
before this case goes to trial.

What case?

In addition to you,

Jamie is going to be charged
with at least four other cases

of statutory rape,

trafficking to minors,

and potentially
grand theft auto.

He did not rape me.

Any sexual contact that you have
with someone that's
over the age of 18

is considered illegal.

It's a form of rape.
James McKenna is 21 years old.

Can you tell us the last time
you were intimate with him?

I was with him this morning.

Okay. Can you be
a little more specific?

Did you have intercourse
with him?
Did you use protection?

We just took a bath.

So, how long have you been
having intercourse with Jamie?

I mean, how many times
would you say?

I don't really, I don't really
know how many times.

Okay. Was it primarily
in exchange for drugs
like methamphetamine?

No it's not.
No, it's not like that at all.

Jane.

Has Jamie ever asked you
to do favors for him?

Sexual or of any kind?

Like borrowing credit cards,
personal belongings,
family vehicles.

Jane!

Baby, stop. Please!

Jane, I know you're
really sad right now,
but it's almost over

-and you're going
to be so much happier.
-Really, happy?

You think I was happy
before I met him? Really?

God, Jane.

Please tell me you know
that you're better than this.

I don't know that.

Jesus, Jane, I know
I have fucked up
and I gave you a lousy dad.

It's not about--
It's not about Dad.

It's not about you.

It's not Izzie or the girls at
school

fucking IMing me every day,

telling me I'm fucking
disgusting!

It's obviously me!

-I'm the fucking problem!
-Jane, how can you say that?

I had no one before I met him.
I was fucking alone!

I was fucking alone!

You're not alone, sweetheart.
Oh my God.

You're not alone, baby.

Why?

Why?

-It's going to be all right.
-Why?

It's gonna be alright, sweetie.

It's gonna be alright,
precious. I promise you.

It's going to be all right.

I love you.

You're gonna be okay.

I'm so sorry.

All right.

We are on the record now calling
the case of James Rowan McKenna.

Mr. McKenna is present
in the custody of his counsel,

deputy Deputy
Public Defender Tate.

Also present is Deputy
District Attorney Adams.

We are on the calendar for
the sentencing hearing
of Mr. McKenna.

Court will now give the victims
an opportunity to speak.

Rachel Akkerman, do you have
anything you'd like to say
to the defendant?

I'm sorry.

Astrid Hastings, do you have
anything you'd like to say
to the defendant?

Cara Clark-Smith, do you have
anything you'd like to say
to the defendant?

It's okay.

Bailey Abbott, do you have
anything you'd like
to say to the defendant?

Fuck you.

Order.

Eden Davis, do you have
anything you'd like to say
to the defendant?

I'm good.

Jane Rosen, do you have
anything you'd like to say
to the defendant?

I'm just gonna smoke,
really quick.

-Okay, I'll get you a drink.
-Okay.

-Hello?
- This is a collect call
from an inmate

at Twin Towers
Correctional Facility.
Press 1 to accept the charges.

Hey, listen,
you don't have to say anything.

I can hear you breathing.

Look, I just I wanted
to say I'm sorry
if I ruined everything for you.

You know, if I fucked up
your life or whatever.

I didn't know
that she was in the car, okay?

Or that they were following me.

Coz they're following
the wrong fucking guy you know?

Honestly, I didn't do that
shit.

So it's gonna get cleared up.

And I got this new lawyer, and
he's smart and he's hooked up.

He's really fucking
hooked up, Jane.

So, you'll have to trust me.

I'm gonna get
out of here, okay?

And we can be together.
Like we said.

Yeah? I love you, Jane.

That's all we need.

I need to hear your voice
again. Are you still there?

Yeah. I'm here.

Was it real?

Yeah. Yeah.

It was real for me.

Please, just...
Just listen to me, Jane.

I know exactly what happened.

went over it all in my head

and I know Goot fucked me over.

He put some shit in my car,
so they were tracking me.

It wasn't me, babe. Okay?

They were following
the wrong fucking guy.
I'm too trusting.

-I'm glad you called.
- No, Jane, wait.

-I just have to go.
- Jane, please don't hang up.

Jane, listen to me.
It's you and me.

-Bye.
- You and me, baby.
All the way.

Come on, Jane.
Wait, wait, wait --

They only had cherry,
but I tried it
and it doesn't suck.

It's okay.

-Everything okay?
-Yeah.

I think so.

Let's go.

Mmm.