Locked (2025) Movie Script
[EDM plays]
Right there.
Thats 350.
And?
Thats everything I have, man.
Thats my rent money.
Well, youre short, 475.
I know.
I can get you the rest
by Friday, I can...
Then come back Friday.
[EDM continues playing]
[phone ringing]
Okay, okay, but...
$825 for an alternator?
- Yeah.
- Come on, for real? Wh...
Its a $400 part
and I could swap it out myself
in half an hour
if I had the right tools,
so its not really...
Im not having
this conversation.
The thing is,
I drive deliveries, you know?
Uh-huh?
So, um, I need the van to make money.
Without the van, theres no way
for me to pay you back.
Give me the goddamn money
you owe me,
or get the fuck out of my face.
Now, where are
the goddamn keys to the Kia?
[phone ringing]
Main ramp.
[phone ringing]
Hey, baby girl.
[Amy] Oh, so you answer when I call.
What?
You dont care.
I know you dont,
because shes calling me,
telling me you fucking
ghosted your own daughter.
[father] I know,
everythings running behind. [bell rings]
Ill grab her
when Im done here, okay?
[Amy] I cant believe
youre doing this shit again.
You know Wednesday
and Friday are your days.
You never prioritize her.
You know I dont like her
riding her scooter home alone.
Shes literally sitting
out there waiting for you.
Tell her Im sorry.
When you ask me
what it is you can do
to fix things between us,
this would be an example
of the kind of shit
Im done with.
[line beeps]
[car horn blaring]
[EDM plays]
[bolt clicking]
Cool bike.
Mm.
I always wanted
to teach my daughter.
You wanna buy it? 75 bucks.
I dont have any money.
Then get the fuck out of here.
Calm down.
Relax, man.
[techno music plays]
[indistinct chatter]
[suspenseful music plays]
Karl. Come on, Karl,
its just sitting there.
Not doing either of us any good.
Let me work off
the difference, yeah?
You know me, Im good with cars.
I can... I can...
I can fix anything.
Listen to me,
you little fuck. 475.
Until then, we are done talking.
Come on, man...
What did I tell you, huh?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy, man, youre pinching me.
Ah! Youre pinching me.
You want me to hurt him?
No, he doesnt, he doesnt.
Butter, Butter, Butter...
Ah, you got my nipple.
[tools clang]
[rhythmic drum plays]
[man] Like, they charged me
15 bucks for a latte
and then the homeless guys
are still handling me.
[woman] Were across the street
from that fusion restaurant
we went to the other day.
[exhaling]
Its Eddie.
Yeah, listen,
I hate to ask, but...
[line beeps]
Hello?
Listen, call me back, okay?
Um, Im getting
my shit together.
Im working now.
Hows it going? Hows your mom?
Oh, okay.
[tense music plays]
Hey, man, hows it going?
Its Eddie.
[line beeps]
Hello?
Hello?
[Eddie] Fuck!
[cash register beeping]
Can I get three scratchers
as well?
Mm-hmm.
[store bell rings]
Ah, fuck!
[tense music plays]
[rhythmic drum plays]
Yeah, listen, so I hate
to ask, but could you...
could you spot me some cash?
Cause... Hello?
[line beeps]
Fuck this, fuck.
Hey, for your troubles.
God bless.
Do I look like
a fucking junkie to you?
[grunts]
[dog barks]
Oh, shit!
[dog barks]
[laughs]
Are you all right
in there, buddy?
[dog whines]
Hey. Hey, buddy.
Hey, yeah.
Yeah, yeah,
Im having a rough day too.
Want some water?
It must be hot in there.
[dog whines]
Here you go.
Thats a good boy.
There you go.
There you go.
[phone ringing]
Hey, lovebug.
Dont call me lovebug.
You promised you were coming today!
Um, hey.
[Sarah] Dont hey me.
Hey, yeah. Um...
Did your mom come grab you?
Yeah, but I didnt
bring my scooter,
so I was stuck with
Miss Kaplan for two hours.
Im sorry.
You know, I just got
caught up with a few things,
and you know, your mom,
shes just better
at this kind of stuff
than I am, and...
I gotta go. I gotta go to work.
Dad?
Yeah?
I still love you,
even when youre acting
like a fart-head.
[chuckles]
Well, I still love you,
even when you smell
like turd jelly.
[scoffs]
I dont smell like turd jelly!
Yeah, you do,
and I still love you.
All right, I gotta go for real.
[Sarah] See you.
[tense music playing]
[distant helicopter whirring]
[sighs]
Okay. Wow, this is nice.
Dolus.
Okay, okay, okay.
Lets see what we got here.
Come on, theres gotta
be something I can sell.
[tense music continues]
Sunglasses.
Ooh.
[whistles]
Oh, shit.
[unzipping]
All right, fuck this.
[jiggling handle]
[jiggling handle]
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
[jiggles handle]
Fuck!
[jiggles handle]
[tense music playing]
[panting]
Ah. Okay. Okay,
okay, okay, okay.
[grunts]
[winces]
Fuck! Fuck!
Come on.
[grunting]
[shouting] Fuck!
[intense music playing]
[rattles] Oh, shit.
Okay.
[button clicking]
What the fucks going on?
[phone ringing]
Fuck this!
[ringing continues]
Not answering that.
Not answering that.
The fuck with this car?
[panting]
All right.
Good.
Fuck.
[phone ringing]
Fuck you.
[ringing continues]
[screams]
Goddamn it, fucking,
fucking, fuck!
[panting]
[phone ringing]
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
[grunts]
[phone ringing]
Fuck off!
Okay, here we go.
Fuck you. Fuck you.
[ringing continues]
[winces]
[screams] Fuck! Oh, shit.
[phone ringing]
[metal clangs]
[panting]
[phone ringing]
Okay.
[phone keypad beeping]
[line beeps]
Fuck!
[ringing continues]
[laughing]
[sobbing]
[ringing continues]
All right.
[suspenseful music plays]
[caller] Hello?
Hello?
Hello, can you hear me?
Are you there?
Yeah.
[caller] Oh, jolly good.
Welcome aboard.
My name is William.
[William] Are you there?
What do you want?
[William] Well,
Im the owner of this car.
- Fuck! - [William] Is that all
you have to say for yourself,
is "fuck"?
Yeah, its short
for "go fuck yourself!"
[William] Interesting point.
[zapping]
Did you just fucking tase me?
What is this shit?
[William laughs]
Well, do I have your attention now?
Let me out!
[William] No, I need
to explain a few things
so that we understand
each other.
Are you ready to listen?
I know youre a little
confused, so Ill speak slowly.
My car has been broken into six times
without a single arrest.
You understand?
Okay.
[William] It does sound like
an exaggeration, doesnt it?
Plus you today,
that makes it seven.
Listen, I dont...
I really dont give a shit.
What do you want?
[William] Well, I want to talk
to you, thats all.
Fuck that! Let me out.
[William] No, no, no,
not until we get acquainted,
til we understand each other.
Nah, let me out!
Out, out, out, out, out,
out of the fucking car!
[William] Dont be rude.
Youre so impatient, such a naughty boy.
What? Fuck this shit.
I dont have time
for this, seriously.
Fuck this car.
[screams] Fuck!
I just shot myself!
[William] Hello?
Whats happening down there?
Help!
[William] What was that?
Help!
Sorry, its really hard
to understand you
when youre screaming.
Let me turn this down a bit.
Fuck! No, no, no, no.
Now let me see
which button is...
[zapping]
[William] Oh, sorry about that.
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
Motherfu...
[William] My mistake.
No, its not that one, no.
Do I press here?
I think, let me see.
No, no, its not that one.
Thats a lot of blood!
I think I press here?
Help!
[William] Hang on a second.
Be patient with me, yes?
[keys jingling]
I just shot myself. Just fucking...
Press here. Let me see.
Let me consult the manual
a moment.
Hey! Hey!
Help me! Help!
[William] Two. No, I think, hang on a second.
Help! Help! Help!
[siren blaring]
[gasps]
Hey! Help me!
What the fuck?
Help me!
God, goddamn it!
[William] Ah, here we are.
Yes, I think this is it. Good.
[groaning]
Fuck.[William] Are you all right?
Oh, shit!
[William] That didnt sound good.
Thats a lot of blood.
I do hope youre not bleeding
all over the inside of my car.
[panting] Fuck.
Call the cops. I dont care.
Now! Im not playing. Call 911.
[William] Im sorry to report that would be
a complete waste of time.
You see, the police
are far too busy.
I need an ambulance, man.
I need help.
[William] Oh, youre in luck,
Im a doctor.
What seems to be the trouble,
my friend?
Fuck.
Motherfucker. Fuck.
God. God!
[line beeping]
Just open the fucking door
and let me out, okay?
[William] How bad is it?
Its bad. Its bad.
I cant stop the bleeding.
[William] Well, that wasnt
very clever of you, was it, old sport?
The walls and glass
are bulletproof.
Im not feeling right,
I think Im dying.
[William] Oh, I doubt it.
If youd hit an artery,
you would already be
unconscious or possibly dead.
No, no, no, no.
[William] Anyway,
let me tell you
about the SUV you broke into.
Goddamn it,
I dont care about that.
[William] But I really think
you should care
cause I cannot think
about anything more relevant
to your current situation.
Are you listening to me, man?
I need medical help now.
[William] The vehicle you broke into
belongs to me
and quite simply,
I have had enough.
My leg is burning.
[William]
First, I have to ask you,
did you really think
a vehicle like this
would be left unlocked?
Im hurt, man. Im dying.
[William] I dont care.
I set a trap, and you took the bait.
Simple as that.
You couldnt resist,
and now youre mine to do with
as I please.
I cant feel my leg.
[William] But I thought you were burning.
Now you cannot feel it.
Well, its both.
[William]
It cannot be both.
[screams] Its both!
[William]
The interior is soundproofed.
Ive also jammed the cellular,
Bluetooth, and the Wi-Fi...
Youre a fucking psycho!
[William] Psychopath? Me?
No one has ever called me
a psychopath before.
At least I dont think so.
Though I am quite sure
all this is rational.
This project
has been planned meticulously,
every detail carefully reviewed.
Every eventuality anticipated.
What do you want?
I want you to pay attention.
Please, man.
I need you to listen carefully
to every word I speak.
Fuck you!
[zapping]
You mother... You motherfucker!
[William] Sorry, I didnt hear that.
What did you say?
I didnt say anything.
I didnt say anything, man.
[William] Good,
now are you ready to listen?
No. No, clearly not.
[William] What is important to me
is that you understand
the pain that you cause.
I want you to be truly sorry
and experience the consequences
of your actions.
Do you understand?
Okay. Okay, man, Im sorry.
[William] Good, good.
Im sorry. You win, Im sorry.
[William] Okay, then
Ill start the ball rolling.
You already know my name.
My name is William.
Im a widower.
That means my wife is dead,
or my wife died recently,
something like that.
But now, I was born in a small
industrial town in South Wales.
Youve probably never
heard of South Wales.
Thats no matter.
Im going, man.
[William speaking in Welsh]
Bit of Welsh for you.
Anyway, I moved here
to the United States
when I was seven.
And I have lived here
most of my life,
in this city,
in the same neighborhood.
And this is
an upscale neighborhood.
You wouldnt know it
by looking at it,
but there isnt a lot for under
a million dollars. Can you believe it?
I need water.
[William] Shut up.
- Youll be fine.
- No, no.
Anyway, without water
you can make it
for at least another 48 hours.
Doctor taught me.
And what was I saying?
Oh, the neighborhood.
It hasnt changed since I was a boy.
Oh, God.
[William] We left
our front doors unlocked.
People had pride in how they looked
and how they behaved.
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
[sinister music plays]
[grunting]
[panting]
Oh, no.
[sinister music plays]
[phone ringing]
[William] You know something?
I dont actually need you to accept.
So lets try again, shall we?
Im fucking starving.
[William] Please watch your language.
I hate vulgarity.
What do you want from me?
[William] Well, it is important
that we understand each other.
Just give me food and water,
and Ill listen to you drone on forever.
[William] Okay, well, I bought
my daughter a condominium
just a few blocks from here.
There was a small yard, high ceilings,
nice light, nothing fancy.
It was the perfect home
to start a family.
And then, when was it?
It was two years ago,
in December, I think.
Anyway, I took her shopping.
We went to the outlet mall.
We had lunch
at Emmas favorite restaurant.
It was a perfect day.
And when I dropped her off
at the condominium, two men approached...
Listen, I dont give a shit
about your life story.
I need food and water now, motherfucker.
[William] Language!
[zapping]
Jesus! Fuck!
[zapping]
[screams]
You motherfucking fucking,
seriously,
language motherfucking what?
[William] Here we go, yeah.
[laughing] [AC blowing]
Oh, no, dont...
dont air condition me.
[yodeling on radio]
You sick...
[yodeling continues louder]
Ugh.
Ugh!
Not a bad song.
Its not a bad song.
[yodeling continues]
Fucking shut up!
[yodeling continues]
[Eddie screams]
Sorry, all right?
Turn off the song.
[yodeling continues]
[screaming]
[yodeling stops]
[rain pattering]
[horn blaring]
[yodeling resumes]
[shuddering]
[yodeling stops]
[phone ringing]
Im sorry for cursing.
I wont do it again.
[AC stops]
[sighs]
[car honking]
[siren blaring]
[helicopter whirring]
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
[dripping]
[metal clanging]
[tense music playing]
[phone ringing]
[William]
Good morning, old sport.
Hah. Oh,
you look terrible down there.
I think a more accurate word
would be "ghastly."
Yeah, thats it. Ghastly.
Thats probably the first stage
of starvation, isnt it? Hmm.
Are you having
trouble concentrating?
How often do you think
about food?
Are you irritable?
I think Ill just put a "yes" down
for that one, okay?
Have you thought this through,
huh? Like at all?
If I die, what are you
gonna do with my body?
And disposing of a body,
that cant be easy.
Not in a city
with cameras everywhere.
And how will you live with it?
[William]
I dont care, really.
Nobody will miss you.
[munching]
Have you read Crime and Punishment?
Dostoevsky?
[William]
Yeah, long time ago, have you?
Yeah.
What, you think Im illiterate,
just because
I dont have any money,
I cant read? I read.
[William] College?
Im self-taught.
I know thats hard for you fancy,
spoon-fed types to understand,
but street smarts are important.
[William]
Street smarts, ah, yes.
Perhaps I should have
studied that instead, yeah.
[zapping]
[William laughs]
I suggest you leave
the cameras alone.
That was not very
street smart, was it? No.
My point, and the point
of Crime and Punishment
is that killing someone will fuck...
[William] Language.
Eff you up.
Ive done a lot of
effed up sh... stuff,
but Ive never killed anyone.
I could never
and I would never kill anyone.
Its a different level.
[William] Thus spake the man
carrying the gun.
Well, thats different.
Thats for protection.
Where Im from, the cops
dont show up when you call.
[William]
Yes, I have noticed that,
but if the police were free
to do their job,
do you think I would
have built this vehicle?
So we agree on something, huh?
We have something in common.
[William] Yes, well,
we all breathe oxygen
and we all die in the end,
dont we?
Help me out here, man.
Im dying.
[William]
We also have that in common
because Im dying too,
of prostate cancer.
Optimistically, I have about four months to live,
I think. Something like that.
Im so sorry to hear that.
[William] But that is why
Im doing this, you see?
I want to make a difference.
I want justice.
Then call the cops.
Have me arrested. Ill confess.
Thats justice, right?
[William] Well, the problem
is rather complicated.
The whole judicial system, the police,
the prosecutors, the judges,
no longer have any power
because they have all been
castrated by sheep,
the bleeding-heart governors
of our states,
the spineless, creepy
little busybody bastards
who care nothing about
the people of this country
but choose instead to give
pestilent little shits like you
a little slap on the wrist,
coddling you, babying you,
giving you free rent and food,
not forgetting, of course,
the mandatory touchy-feely
psychotherapist fuckwits
who help you to process the grief...
What the fuck?
...of your victimhood.
So for justice,
I must blaze my own path.
You think this is just?
Really, what youre doing
to me here?
[William] Well,
let me put it this way.
In some countries,
if you were caught stealing,
they would cut your hand off.
No. Thats not true.
Everybody says that they cut
your hands off, but its not true.
Really?
Yeah.
For most offenses,
they just send you to jail
like anywhere else.
What about serious offenders,
repeat offenders?
What about em?
[William]
What is their punishment?
Four fingers.
[William] Really? Then give me
your social security number,
and I will check.
Check what?
[William]
If this is your first offense,
Ill let you go, but if
youre a repeat offender,
as I suspect, then you will confess
and apologize to me,
and then I will cut off
four of your fingers.
You... Youre serious?
[William] Oh, yes.
Yes, deadly serious.
Do you accept?
No, why would I
possibly accept that?
[William]
Well, think carefully.
This is a one-time offer,
but I give you my word.
Thats not justice.
Well, it seems fair to me,
old sport.
Not when the system is rigged.
[William] So what?
Its always been rigged!
Did the system make you
break into my vehicle?
Or is it just that most people in this country
live paycheck to paycheck?
Here we go again with your socialistic...
That they cant buy medicine.
Communist Manifesto!
They cant pay rent.
They cant afford anything.
Huh?
[William] Distribute that
with your needles.
Nonsense! Everyone
has the same opportunity.
No, no, no. The real crime
is that this city is full of poor people,
but the laws are made
by rich people for rich people.
Its sick!
[William]
Thats right, comrade.
And you are entitled to what?
To everything?
The laws are written
so people like you
can keep what you have
and keep everyone else down.
Youre the criminal.
[William] Oh, I am sorry.
Have you been triggered?
Did I hurt your feelings?
No, Im not triggered.
How much did you spend
on this thing anyway, huh?
A hundred thousand?
[William] I have no idea.
I have so much money,
it is hard to keep track
of it all.
You deserve to be robbed.
[William]
Yes, but I earned every penny.
Yeah, right, with no help
from your family, huh?
Who paid for medical school?
You think this is about
privilege, but it is not.
Its about right and wrong.
I started with nothing,
but instead of feeling sorry
for myself,
I worked and worked,
and I made a good life
for myself.
Yeah, you seem
like you have made
a wonderful fucking life
for yourself, you sick fuck!
[zapping]
[screams]
My point...
My point is that you cant have
justice without morality,
and you have none.
[William] I read somewhere,
thou shalt not steal.
I think it was in the Bible,
"Thou shalt not steal."
Thats not complicated, is it?
But if you do have a problem
with that,
you can always take it up
with God, or Karl Marx,
or the Kardashians, or anyone.
But its something I do not need to
debate with you. Bye-bye!
[yodeling on radio]
[music stops]
[sirens wailing]
[music resumes]
[yodeling on radio]
[yodeling continues]
[gags]
[gags, coughs]
Fuck.
[music stops]
[William] Aw.
I really thought you were
going to go through with it.
Why bother stitching me up
just to let me die?
[William] Let you die?
Youve got to be kidding me.
No, no, Ive invested a lot of time
and money into this project,
and I want to enjoy it.
I need to have some fun
in these final days.
Do you understand?
So tell me
your social security number.
I already said no.
[William] Give me your first
and your last name.
If you give me
your social security number,
I will give you some water,
and I will turn off the heat.
Eddie.
[William] Eddie, good, go on.
Give me the water,
and Ill tell you the rest.
[William] Um, no. Im sorry, Eddie.
Thats not how this works.
But Im in no hurry, you know.
Im just fine and dandy
sitting here
enjoying my whiskey
on the rocks.
Yes, its pure.
[slurps]
Oh, God! I think
I have sensitive teeth.
It happens as you age.
Did you know that?
Something to look forward to.
Eddie Barrish.
Eddie Barrish, thank you.
And social security number, please?
173. 173.
2-5. 2-5.
Thank you very much. Good.
Yeah, and that water?
[William]
What is the magic word?
Please.
[William]
Sorry, I didnt hear you.
It cut out for some reason.
Please.
[William] Please. Good, thats better.
Very good.
I hid the water bottle
under the passenger seat
when I was treating your wound.
[gasps]
[tense drum beat plays]
[scratches]
[laughing]
[phone ringing]
[William] What is so funny?
What are you laughing at?
I won.
I won $500.
Thats everything I needed.
Its enough.
Enough to get my van back.
Enough.
I had it this whole time.
[William coughs]
Sorry, Eddie, but with cancer,
one has good nights and bad nights.
I wanna go home.
[William sighs] We can never
go home again, Eddie.
Thats lifes tragedy.
How do you pick up the threads
of an old life?
How do you go on?
When in your heart
you begin to understand
that there is no going back.
There are some things
that time cannot mend.
Some hurts that go too deep
that have taken hold.
[Eddie]
Its Lord of the Rings, right?
[William] Yeah.
That was one of Emmas favorites.
I need food.
And a joint.
God, Id do anything
for a joint right now.
Look, Im sorry, okay?
Im sorry I broke into your car.
I shouldnt have.
And I mean it. Its not okay.
And youre right,
everyone deserves to feel safe.
And I broke that bond.
And I acted selfishly.
And I tried to steal from you,
and I admit it.
And Im sorry.
I... I...
I, honestly, I get it.
Okay, whatever my reasons,
it doesnt make it right.
I know right from wrong,
and I made a choice
that I truly,
truly, truly regret.
You have no idea.
Im begging you,
just not for forgiveness,
just to be
the bigger person here.
[William] Well, you might have been
right about me, Eddie.
I might be a psycho because
I dont feel bad for you at all.
[laughs]
However, I applaud your effort,
and for that, you get a reward.
Theres a cookie
in the glove box.
[suspenseful music plays]
Well, that should keep you
going for a while, yeah?
Well, hold on a second,
I have a call on my work phone.
[phone rings]
[William] Hello? Hello?
Yeah? Well, tell me quickly.
Im on another call.
Yeah. Okay.
Her water broke?
Any pain?
Tell reception that she is
my patient, okay?
Good. Bye. Thank you.
[feedback noise]
Im sorry, Eddie, I have to go.
Well talk soon, okay?
Wait, I need water.
[William] Enjoy the cookie.
And a joint.
Hes leaving.
[panting] Hes gone. Hes gone.
[tense music plays]
[camera clicks]
Okay.
That will disable
the main power line.
Safety switch.
Ive got to pop
the safety to unplug.
All right. Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Please, God, work.
[Eddie grunts]
Come on.
Come on.
[winces]
[groaning]
Come on, Eddie. Come on.
[zapping]
God! Fuck,
youre tasing my heart, man!
[William] Hey, what are you doing
down there?
What are you after?
I give up.
[William] From now on, keep your hands
where I can see them.
I am always watching, Eddie.
[ominous music plays]
[bird chirping]
[tense music playing]
Six-piece Chicken McNuggets.
No, no,
20-piece Chicken McNugget meal.
A large fries.
Milk shake.
Strawberry milk shake.
[ominous music plays]
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
A large Coke.
[rain pattering]
Mmm...
And a large Coke.
[gulping]
[retches]
[rain pattering]
[melancholic music plays]
[rain pattering]
[button clicks]
[exhales deeply]
[rain pattering]
[breathing deeply]
[sniffles]
[button clicking]
[engine revving]
Uh...
Okay.
Okay, uh...
All right. Okay.
Lets see here. Lets see, lets see.
[engine revving]
[chuckles]
Whoa! Lets go, yeah!
[engine revving]
[car screeches]
[groans] Oh, no, no,
no, no, come on!
Come on!
[phone ringing]
[William laughing]
Oh, Edward, Edward, Edward.
Did you really think
it would be that easy?
Oh, fuck.
[William] Surely not.
Youre smarter than that, arent you?
[grunts]
[grunts]
Fuck! Fuck!
Where you taking me, man?
[William] Tell me, Edward,
what kind of music
are you in the mood for?
Music?
[William] My daughter used to play
that one song over and over.
Drove me crazy,
but havent heard it for years.
Just tell me what you want.
[classical music plays]
[William] Just look at what
theyve become, Eddie.
I mean, really look.
Theyre like animals,
arent they?
Living off handouts.
Addicts, criminals.
And we all just go on
like this is normal,
like this is okay.
Societys broken.
[scoffs] We are backwards.
I mean, take this neighborhood.
Looks like a safe place
to raise a family,
does it not?
So what do you see, Eddie?
I give up. Just tell me.
[William] Security systems, cameras,
metal screen doors.
These are good people
who live in fear. You get it?
[engine revving]
Whoa.
Oh, shit.
[tires screech]
[screams]
Hey, slow down.
[William] Relax, Eddie.
Im just opening her up. Thats all.
Slow down!
[William]
Have some fun, you know.
[Eddie]
Hey, where are we going?
[William] Where are we going?
Somewhere thats fun.
[giggles] Lots of fun.
[intense musical buildup]
[car horn honks]
[William] Here we are.
Home sweet home.
[grunts]
[metal clanking]
[sounds of fighting]
[William] Look. They have no shame,
have they?
No fear of repercussions.
What are you doing here?
[William] Well, you wanted to go home,
didnt you? So here we are.
[car honking]
[Eddie] What are you doing?
[William] You see, these two idiots know
that the police dont care.
They feel safe.
[engine starts]
[bones crunching]
[screams]
You hit him!
[William]
Whoops-a-daisy![cackles]
Yes, why is he the only one who gets
to break the social contract?
[Eddie] No, no, no!
[car accelerating]
Stop!
Just... Just...
Just let him go, man!
[engine stops]
[Eddie]
Come on, man, just let him go.
[panting]
[Eddie] Just leave him alone.
Hes a human being!
[William] Well,
I guess it is okay
for you
to break the social contract,
and for them,
but not for me.
How is that fair?
Stop, stop, stop! Dont!
[car crashes]
[screaming]
[William] There has to be a punishment
for breaking the social contract, right?
[Eddie] Not like this.
[William] So you want anarchy.
Good, then lets have
some anarchy.
[engine revving]
Stop, stop!
[William]
But I dont want to stop.
If there are no rules,
then why should I?
[engine revving]
[metal squealing]
[wailing, screaming]
[William] Hes a gangster,
a virus, a leech,
a criminal,
a piece of human excrement.
If I want to watch him die,
what should stop me?
[metal clanging]
[screaming]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay!
I get it, I get it.
I broke the social contract,
so you can too now.
Youve made your point.
Just please stop this!
[body thumps]
[blood squirting]
[William]
Heres the deal.
If he can stand up,
Ill let you out of the car,
but he has to stand up
all the way.
Thats the deal.
Come on, get up.
Come on.
Come on, come on, get up.
[engine revving]
[Eddie screaming]
[William laughing]
You fucking motherfucker!
You fucking psycho,
Im gonna fucking kill you!
[William] Yeah,
thats the spirit, Eddie.
[screaming] You fucking psycho!
[William] Lets have some anarchy!
[classical music starts]
Fuck you! Fuck you. Fuck!
[classical music plays]
Fuck you, you...
Fuck you!
[tires screeching]
[tires screeching]
Stop, slow down!
[William]
Whats your problem, Eddie?
"Street Smart Eddie."
Fuck!
[William]
Isnt this what you wanted?
Chaos, revolution, yeah!
[Eddie] Whoa!
[car honking]
[tires screeching]
[Eddie] Stop!
[William] Come on, Eddie...
Fuck! Fuck!
...youre ruining the best part
of the song. Listen.
[shrieks]
Fucking stop!
[tires screeching]
Stop! [screams]
[William] Come on, Eddie,
have some fun.
We all get to do whatever we want.
Im gonna be sick! Stop!
Stop the fucking car!
[William] Arent you happy? Come on!
Im gonna be sick! [groans]
[William] Good, then be sick.
Stop!
[William] There are no rules here, Eddie.
Welcome to the human jungle!
Fucking stop!
[William] Yay!
Fucking stop the car!
[screaming] Help!
Stop!
[William cackles]
Stop, stop, stop!
Dont do this!
[tires screech]
[screaming]
[William] Come on, Eddie,
here we go! Yay!
No, no, no, no,
no, no! [screams]
[music dies down]
[eerie music plays]
[phone ringing]
[William]
Come on, wake up, sleepyhead.
[singsongy]
Wakey-wakey! Good morning.
[William laughing]
[groans]
What?
[William] I have news
from Amy and Sarah.
What are you talking about?
[William]
I stopped by the apartment.
No.
[William] Oh, yes.
Amy let me in and...
You went to their apartment?
No way.
[William] Yeah, yeah. 306 Myrtle Lane,
apartment number 10.
Sound familiar?
I dont believe you.
[William] Oh, really?
Sarah was doing her homework.
Shes such a nice girl.
Why would she let a stranger
into the house?
[William] I dont know, but she did.
Youre lying.
[William] No.
I dont believe you.
[William]
No, it was quite easy.
I told them that I worked for
a nonprofit organization
designed to help
single mothers collect money
from deadbeat dads like you.
And I even had
a business card made up.
Very professional.
I dont understand.
[William] Kinkos offers
a quick turnaround, you see.
No. I mean, what the fuck
is wrong with you?
Theyre not part of this.
[William] Of course theyre part of it.
You leave my family alone,
you hear me?
[William] Well, actually,
we do have a lot in common, you see.
[scoffs]
You have nothing in common.
[William] We are both victims
of your selfishness.
Victims?
- I love my family. - [William] No, you only care
about yourself, Eddie,
and you dont care who you hurt.
You dont know
what youre talking about.
[William] You owe two years
child and spousal support.
- Thats a lie. - [William] No, its not a lie,
its a public record.
I ran a credit check.
You gave me
your social security number, remember?
Yeah, well Im paying now,
every month.
- [William] Two years.
- Im trying so hard...
[William] The court found you unfit
to be a daddy.
You think I dont know?
I know Sarah loves me.
Theres nothing
you can say that...
[children chattering]
Wait...
Why are we here?
[William] Tell me, Eddie,
do you think little Sarah inherited
your street smarts? I wonder.
Just listen to me. Go. Drive.
[William] Look, there she is,
little Sarah,
waiting for you to come get her.
Oh, my God.
[William] She must know
that youre not coming.
Oh, dear.
[engine revving]
Sarah.
Sarah!
[shouting] Sarah!
[William]
It is only a few blocks away,
but with the rising crime
rate, I wonder if shes safe.
We shouldnt be here.
You leave her alone.
Lets just go,
lets just drive away.
[engine revving]
Just stop! Stop!
Stop, stop! Fuck!
Sarah.
[intense musical buildup]
Sarah. Sarah!
You stop following my girl.
You dont bring my family
into this.
You hear me, you fucking psycho?
Leave her alone.
Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?
Stop, stop.
[engine starts]
What are you...
No, no, no! Stop!
Stop, stop, stop!
[tires screeching]
[gasps]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
I give up, I give up.
Im sorry I broke
into your car, okay?
Ive never been more sorry
in my entire fucking life.
Just tell me what you want
and Ill do it, okay?
Please, please, please
believe me. Dont hurt her!
[car accelerating]
[William]
I believe you.
But sorry is a well of pain
that goes deep, deep down.
Youre still far
from the bottom.
No. No.
Shes just a little girl!
She hasnt done anything wrong.
I give up, I give up.
Fucking stop!
Stop!
Hey! Here! Here!
Is this what you want?
No, no, stop, Eddie. Dont do it, Eddie.
Please, dont do it.
No, no, no, dont, dont.
Well done, Eddie. I took the bullets
when I stitched you up.
Wouldnt want to ruin
all the fun, would I?
[panting]
[William] Eddie, are you there?
Its me, yeah.
Are you there, Eddie?
You see, the problem is
incarceration is largely...
Shoot them? Why not?
I had to do that.
Thats only my opinion. Are you offended, Eddie?
Does that offend you?
Politicians say things like,
"Let me be clear."
That would be understood.
Yeah, so we went, "Its okay,
its called democracy."
Ah, a terrible word.
Im done.
[William] Say it again, Eddie. I couldnt hear you.
Say it again!
I said Im done.
Let me out.
[William]
What are you doing, Eddie?
Stop it, Eddie.
Stop. Eddie, stop.
Stop it now!
Fuck this!
[William] Im warning you, come on.
[grunts]
[grunts]
[William] Stop it.
Calm down! Stop it.
Eddie, Im warning you.
Stop it.
Stop it. Stop.
Stop it, Eddie!
Eddie, Im warning you.
I said Im fucking done!
[Eddie] Hi, lovebug.
Are you too old for that now?
No, no, youll always be
my lovebug.
Sorry, I really hope
that you get this
because I want you
to know that, um...
that Im sorry.
Im no good.
Ive never been
a good dad to you...
and Ive never been
a good anything to anyone.
And I, um...
I dont know,
I kind of thought that youd be better off
if I wasnt around so much.
Its all bullshit.
Its all just excuses.
I see that now.
But being your dad was
the only thing that Ive ever done
that meant a damn thing.
Its the only thing
that mattered to me.
And now Im here
at the end and...
I dont think
Im getting out of this one.
I cant stop thinking about you.
I wish I spent
more time with you.
You know, I wish I was there.
I wish I...
If I could do it all again,
Id show up, baby.
You know, Id be there.
Whatever happens, I just, um...
I really, really,
really loved you.
Ive just been really bad
at showing it.
Hello, Eddie.
Im William.
Youre in my car.
You motherfucker!
[zapping]
[screams]
Help!
[screams]
God. You smell
like shit, Eddie.
Youve ruined my car.
[coughing]
[William] So youre not a fan of
Passionate Strawberries?
Well, it happens
to be my favorite.
You gonna behave?
Zip-tie your wrists.
Pick it up.
Fuck you.
[zapping]
[screaming]
Okay, okay, okay.
Now, zip-tie yourself
to the bar.
Really tight.
[zip tie tightening]
[wind howling]
Oh, whoa.
Its cold out there.
Oh, its raining cats and dogs.
Oh.
Oh, God. Oh, thats good.
So, what do you think, Eddie,
of this car, this vehicle?
Huh?
Touch of genius, right?
Im sorry, Eddie, I forgot.
You youngsters
are not too impressed
with us old dinosaurs, are you?
Now, why the hell would you be?
Were just a bunch of old bores, right? [chuckles]
Yeah. Well, lets see if...
What is this?
Thats a Glock, huh? Hey, you can kill
a lot of people with these things.
Lets have a look here.
You kids like these things, huh?
Ah.
I have a surprise for you.
Its a joint. Is that what you guys
call these things? Joints?
Im not complaining
because its made legal now,
hence the great drop
in our crime rate in this country, yeah?
[chuckles]
Yeah.
Okay, here we go.
[lighter clinks]
God almighty. Yuck. [chuckles]
Ugh! You smoke these things?
Holy Moses, theyre terrible.
I dont understand
the attraction.
Holy Moses.
Here, take a hit, Eddie.
Go on. Have another!
Good. Good for you.
Anyway, I brought something
for myself.
Ive got little snacks.
These are called gummy bears, right?
Yeah, yeah, theyre really good.
Beautiful. Yeah, its good.
[chuckles]
Love gummy bears. Mmm.
By the way, how is that
bullet wound of yours, Eddie?
You know, if Id been
in your position,
being a sensible, well-adjusted,
level-headed sort of chap,
I dont think shooting myself in the leg
would have been my first move,
but those must be your street smarts
that youre so proud of.
So, well done. Jolly good show.
[chuckles]
Anyway.
Yeah, its gonna be
a long drive,
so you better eat some,
Eddie, okay?
Go on.
Have some gummy bears.
Yummy, yummy.
Enjoy them.
[classical music playing]
Okay.
Off we go.
Yes, I know. Its...
My daughter Emma,
she loved classical music.
I think its terrific.
Yeah.
[chuckles]
Must teach you more about music
before you die, Eddie.
[classical music continues]
When I said I was sorry,
you believed me, right?
Isnt that what
this whole thing was about?
Mm-hmm. Hmm.
Yes, of course
I believe you, Eddie.
Everyone is sorry
once they begin to experience
the consequences of their actions, yes.
So this was your plan?
To break me, destroy me,
then just kill me?
[chuckles]
Plan? No,
theres no plan, Eddie.
You just happened to break
into the wrong vehicle, thats all.
Youre a petty thief
and a criminal,
and you just happened
to get away with...
Well, you got away with it until today,
so... tough titty.
So then turn me in.
[William]
Turn you in to the police? No.
I dont care
if you go to prison, Eddie,
and I dont care
if you dont go to prison.
I just want to introduce you
to a little taste of hell.
And then?
Well, what does it matter, Eddie?
You were about to blow
your brains out, werent you?
To protect my daughter.
[William]
Oh, yeah. Tell me about it.
You know, perhaps youve never
experienced accountability before.
And this is what
accountability feels like
in this wonderful human jungle
of ours.
So welcome to the gates
of hell on Earth.
Thats a nice bracelet.
Did your daughter give you that?
Yeah, she gave it to me, yeah.
Got a problem with that, Eddie?
No, not a problem.
Youre playing
her favorite music.
Wearing her charm bracelet.
Sorry about that, Eddie.
[laughs softly]
Whats so funny?
Whats the joke?
Whats so funny?
Yeah.
[Eddie laughs]
You got a guy chained up
in your car.
Yeah, like were on some kind of
fucking family road trip.
Just you and me, Daddy.
Daddy, yeah.
[both laugh]
Daddy-o.
Ooh.
[grunts]
Whoo! [laughing] Ooh.
The problem is, sadly,
your whole generation sucks.
Yeah, youre scum.
You know nothing.
Youre ignorant,
you think you know everything,
and you lecture the whole world
about what you think you know,
and you know fuck all.
You gonna cancel me?
Go ahead and fucking cancel me.
Good.
Why dont you tell me
what happened to Emma, huh?
Fuck off.
[Eddie] No.
Explain it to me. Im slow.
Slow? Okay. Ill explain
very slowly, Eddie, okay?
You ready, Eddie? Good.
First of all, those scumbags
who robbed us at gunpoint
took everything we had,
but obviously it wasnt enough.
Anyway, they shot her in the neck,
my little girl, Emma,
and I remember she looked at me,
and she pointed to her neck.
She said, "Daddy,"
and I said, just like that...
She said, "Daddy, Daddy,"
and then she died.
Yeah, I laughed because
I remember thinking how strange,
how odd it was that my little girl was
with me one moment
and suddenly bang, poof, gone.
Yeah, without warning, forever,
taken from me violently,
and for what, Eddie?
For $1500 of street smarts.
Thats why
youre doing this, huh?
Yeah, youre living out some kind of
Clint Eastwood Death Wishfantasy?
Yeah, go on.
Make my day, Eddie. Make my day.
Were having fun now, arent we?
Yeah. [chuckles]
Yeah. [laughs]
Blow your fucking brains
over this place.
Go on, please.
Make my day.
Im so tired
of hearing your fucking babble.
It would do me a favor.
Pull the fucking trigger.
Yeah. Scumbags like you,
off the streets. Yeah.
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Yeah, Im insane like you.
Insane like me?
Yeah. Its people like you
drive me insane. [chuckles]
You know what you are?
You built this car...
[engine revving]
Huh? And you torture me.
Thats right.
Yeah, and you murder people.
Thats right.
Yeah, like youre some
fucked-up wannabe Batman.
[laughs]
Thats right. Youre smart.
[chuckles]
Justice, you call it justice.
You call it justice.
[William] Yes, its justice.
Well, this pretend,
moral high ground, its bullshit.
You know what you are?
Whats that? Tell me.
Youre a sad,
lonely,
angry, old man.
Keep talking.
The worlds passing you by,
but you know
what the worst part is?
Whats that?
Its that youre doing all of this
in your daughters name.
Thats right.
[groans]
Emma would be ashamed of you.
Fuck you!
Tell me to process my grief.
Go on, tell me.
And I pray to little Jesus,
yeah,
and to a little star in the sky
that her life
is better elsewhere.
[laughing]
[car accelerating]
Whats the joke? Whats funny?
Ah. Uh...
[tires screeching]
Ive been working at this for so long.
You have no idea.
Yeah?
Yeah. I think I got it.
Got what?
Street smarts, bitch.
[squelching]
[high-pitched ringing]
[crashing]
[phone chimes]
[ominous music plays]
[rattling]
[grunting]
Fuck you. Fuck you! [sobs]
[Eddie screaming]
You motherfucker!
You motherfucker.
Ill fucking kill you!
Ill fucking kill you.
[phone ringing]
Answer it.
Go on. Answer it.
[Sarah] Daddy?
Hey. Hey, lovebug.
Its so good
to hear your voice. Um...
Uh, sorry, my phones
about to die, baby, but, um...
I got your message.
Whats going on, Daddy?
You sounded so scared.
Im sorry, sweetie.
I didnt mean to scare you.
What happened?
Nothing. Its not important.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, Im okay now.
Are you sure?
Because you dont sound okay.
Im good. I promise.
Are you picking me up
today? 2:15.
Daddy?
Uh...
Yes.
Yes. Yes, Ill be there.
Youre not gonna be
a fart-head again, are you?
No. Not anymore.
Youll see, Ill be there.
Ill be there.
Okay, but I gotta run.
But Ill see you at 2:15, okay?
I love you.
I love you too, Daddy.
[line beeps]
Hey, its over.[grunts]
Unlock the doors.
Hey.
[chuckles]
That was fun, Eddie.
A lot of fun.
[grunting]
God!
[coughs]
[Eddie grunting]
[shouts]
Come on!
[coughs, screams]
[coughing]
[panting]
[vehicle approaching]
Hey!
Hey, stop!
[driver]
Geez, buddy, you okay?
I need to pick up my daughter.
What happened here?
[tools whirring]
[bell ringing]
The fuck happened to you?
You know, I dont wanna know.
All right, look.
Your cars parked in
pretty deep in the other lot.
Give me, like, 40 minutes.
Gonna take too long.
My daughter needs me
to pick her up at 2:15.
2:15. Youre gonna have to wait
like everyone else.
You know what?
How much would you give me
for the van?
Hey, baby.
Dad!
Im okay, baby.
[sniffles, cries softly]
Its gonna be okay.
Yeah.
Please
Let me out
Always
Is enough for you
Rotten years
Pulled you too close to me
Too close to breathe
Mystery
Long gone now
Try to live in a moment
Silence
Say you love me
Let it be
Let it be untrue
The trials
The trials
The crimes
Let it be untrue
The trials
The trials
The crimes
Let it be untrue
Taste
Let them go
All the way
Let it fall from you
Silence
Say you loved me
Let it be untrue
The trials
The trials
The crimes
Let it be untrue
The trials
The trials
The crimes
Let it be untrue
[electronic music playing]
[song ends]
[dramatic music playing]
[music ends]
Right there.
Thats 350.
And?
Thats everything I have, man.
Thats my rent money.
Well, youre short, 475.
I know.
I can get you the rest
by Friday, I can...
Then come back Friday.
[EDM continues playing]
[phone ringing]
Okay, okay, but...
$825 for an alternator?
- Yeah.
- Come on, for real? Wh...
Its a $400 part
and I could swap it out myself
in half an hour
if I had the right tools,
so its not really...
Im not having
this conversation.
The thing is,
I drive deliveries, you know?
Uh-huh?
So, um, I need the van to make money.
Without the van, theres no way
for me to pay you back.
Give me the goddamn money
you owe me,
or get the fuck out of my face.
Now, where are
the goddamn keys to the Kia?
[phone ringing]
Main ramp.
[phone ringing]
Hey, baby girl.
[Amy] Oh, so you answer when I call.
What?
You dont care.
I know you dont,
because shes calling me,
telling me you fucking
ghosted your own daughter.
[father] I know,
everythings running behind. [bell rings]
Ill grab her
when Im done here, okay?
[Amy] I cant believe
youre doing this shit again.
You know Wednesday
and Friday are your days.
You never prioritize her.
You know I dont like her
riding her scooter home alone.
Shes literally sitting
out there waiting for you.
Tell her Im sorry.
When you ask me
what it is you can do
to fix things between us,
this would be an example
of the kind of shit
Im done with.
[line beeps]
[car horn blaring]
[EDM plays]
[bolt clicking]
Cool bike.
Mm.
I always wanted
to teach my daughter.
You wanna buy it? 75 bucks.
I dont have any money.
Then get the fuck out of here.
Calm down.
Relax, man.
[techno music plays]
[indistinct chatter]
[suspenseful music plays]
Karl. Come on, Karl,
its just sitting there.
Not doing either of us any good.
Let me work off
the difference, yeah?
You know me, Im good with cars.
I can... I can...
I can fix anything.
Listen to me,
you little fuck. 475.
Until then, we are done talking.
Come on, man...
What did I tell you, huh?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy, man, youre pinching me.
Ah! Youre pinching me.
You want me to hurt him?
No, he doesnt, he doesnt.
Butter, Butter, Butter...
Ah, you got my nipple.
[tools clang]
[rhythmic drum plays]
[man] Like, they charged me
15 bucks for a latte
and then the homeless guys
are still handling me.
[woman] Were across the street
from that fusion restaurant
we went to the other day.
[exhaling]
Its Eddie.
Yeah, listen,
I hate to ask, but...
[line beeps]
Hello?
Listen, call me back, okay?
Um, Im getting
my shit together.
Im working now.
Hows it going? Hows your mom?
Oh, okay.
[tense music plays]
Hey, man, hows it going?
Its Eddie.
[line beeps]
Hello?
Hello?
[Eddie] Fuck!
[cash register beeping]
Can I get three scratchers
as well?
Mm-hmm.
[store bell rings]
Ah, fuck!
[tense music plays]
[rhythmic drum plays]
Yeah, listen, so I hate
to ask, but could you...
could you spot me some cash?
Cause... Hello?
[line beeps]
Fuck this, fuck.
Hey, for your troubles.
God bless.
Do I look like
a fucking junkie to you?
[grunts]
[dog barks]
Oh, shit!
[dog barks]
[laughs]
Are you all right
in there, buddy?
[dog whines]
Hey. Hey, buddy.
Hey, yeah.
Yeah, yeah,
Im having a rough day too.
Want some water?
It must be hot in there.
[dog whines]
Here you go.
Thats a good boy.
There you go.
There you go.
[phone ringing]
Hey, lovebug.
Dont call me lovebug.
You promised you were coming today!
Um, hey.
[Sarah] Dont hey me.
Hey, yeah. Um...
Did your mom come grab you?
Yeah, but I didnt
bring my scooter,
so I was stuck with
Miss Kaplan for two hours.
Im sorry.
You know, I just got
caught up with a few things,
and you know, your mom,
shes just better
at this kind of stuff
than I am, and...
I gotta go. I gotta go to work.
Dad?
Yeah?
I still love you,
even when youre acting
like a fart-head.
[chuckles]
Well, I still love you,
even when you smell
like turd jelly.
[scoffs]
I dont smell like turd jelly!
Yeah, you do,
and I still love you.
All right, I gotta go for real.
[Sarah] See you.
[tense music playing]
[distant helicopter whirring]
[sighs]
Okay. Wow, this is nice.
Dolus.
Okay, okay, okay.
Lets see what we got here.
Come on, theres gotta
be something I can sell.
[tense music continues]
Sunglasses.
Ooh.
[whistles]
Oh, shit.
[unzipping]
All right, fuck this.
[jiggling handle]
[jiggling handle]
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
[jiggles handle]
Fuck!
[jiggles handle]
[tense music playing]
[panting]
Ah. Okay. Okay,
okay, okay, okay.
[grunts]
[winces]
Fuck! Fuck!
Come on.
[grunting]
[shouting] Fuck!
[intense music playing]
[rattles] Oh, shit.
Okay.
[button clicking]
What the fucks going on?
[phone ringing]
Fuck this!
[ringing continues]
Not answering that.
Not answering that.
The fuck with this car?
[panting]
All right.
Good.
Fuck.
[phone ringing]
Fuck you.
[ringing continues]
[screams]
Goddamn it, fucking,
fucking, fuck!
[panting]
[phone ringing]
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
[grunts]
[phone ringing]
Fuck off!
Okay, here we go.
Fuck you. Fuck you.
[ringing continues]
[winces]
[screams] Fuck! Oh, shit.
[phone ringing]
[metal clangs]
[panting]
[phone ringing]
Okay.
[phone keypad beeping]
[line beeps]
Fuck!
[ringing continues]
[laughing]
[sobbing]
[ringing continues]
All right.
[suspenseful music plays]
[caller] Hello?
Hello?
Hello, can you hear me?
Are you there?
Yeah.
[caller] Oh, jolly good.
Welcome aboard.
My name is William.
[William] Are you there?
What do you want?
[William] Well,
Im the owner of this car.
- Fuck! - [William] Is that all
you have to say for yourself,
is "fuck"?
Yeah, its short
for "go fuck yourself!"
[William] Interesting point.
[zapping]
Did you just fucking tase me?
What is this shit?
[William laughs]
Well, do I have your attention now?
Let me out!
[William] No, I need
to explain a few things
so that we understand
each other.
Are you ready to listen?
I know youre a little
confused, so Ill speak slowly.
My car has been broken into six times
without a single arrest.
You understand?
Okay.
[William] It does sound like
an exaggeration, doesnt it?
Plus you today,
that makes it seven.
Listen, I dont...
I really dont give a shit.
What do you want?
[William] Well, I want to talk
to you, thats all.
Fuck that! Let me out.
[William] No, no, no,
not until we get acquainted,
til we understand each other.
Nah, let me out!
Out, out, out, out, out,
out of the fucking car!
[William] Dont be rude.
Youre so impatient, such a naughty boy.
What? Fuck this shit.
I dont have time
for this, seriously.
Fuck this car.
[screams] Fuck!
I just shot myself!
[William] Hello?
Whats happening down there?
Help!
[William] What was that?
Help!
Sorry, its really hard
to understand you
when youre screaming.
Let me turn this down a bit.
Fuck! No, no, no, no.
Now let me see
which button is...
[zapping]
[William] Oh, sorry about that.
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
Motherfu...
[William] My mistake.
No, its not that one, no.
Do I press here?
I think, let me see.
No, no, its not that one.
Thats a lot of blood!
I think I press here?
Help!
[William] Hang on a second.
Be patient with me, yes?
[keys jingling]
I just shot myself. Just fucking...
Press here. Let me see.
Let me consult the manual
a moment.
Hey! Hey!
Help me! Help!
[William] Two. No, I think, hang on a second.
Help! Help! Help!
[siren blaring]
[gasps]
Hey! Help me!
What the fuck?
Help me!
God, goddamn it!
[William] Ah, here we are.
Yes, I think this is it. Good.
[groaning]
Fuck.[William] Are you all right?
Oh, shit!
[William] That didnt sound good.
Thats a lot of blood.
I do hope youre not bleeding
all over the inside of my car.
[panting] Fuck.
Call the cops. I dont care.
Now! Im not playing. Call 911.
[William] Im sorry to report that would be
a complete waste of time.
You see, the police
are far too busy.
I need an ambulance, man.
I need help.
[William] Oh, youre in luck,
Im a doctor.
What seems to be the trouble,
my friend?
Fuck.
Motherfucker. Fuck.
God. God!
[line beeping]
Just open the fucking door
and let me out, okay?
[William] How bad is it?
Its bad. Its bad.
I cant stop the bleeding.
[William] Well, that wasnt
very clever of you, was it, old sport?
The walls and glass
are bulletproof.
Im not feeling right,
I think Im dying.
[William] Oh, I doubt it.
If youd hit an artery,
you would already be
unconscious or possibly dead.
No, no, no, no.
[William] Anyway,
let me tell you
about the SUV you broke into.
Goddamn it,
I dont care about that.
[William] But I really think
you should care
cause I cannot think
about anything more relevant
to your current situation.
Are you listening to me, man?
I need medical help now.
[William] The vehicle you broke into
belongs to me
and quite simply,
I have had enough.
My leg is burning.
[William]
First, I have to ask you,
did you really think
a vehicle like this
would be left unlocked?
Im hurt, man. Im dying.
[William] I dont care.
I set a trap, and you took the bait.
Simple as that.
You couldnt resist,
and now youre mine to do with
as I please.
I cant feel my leg.
[William] But I thought you were burning.
Now you cannot feel it.
Well, its both.
[William]
It cannot be both.
[screams] Its both!
[William]
The interior is soundproofed.
Ive also jammed the cellular,
Bluetooth, and the Wi-Fi...
Youre a fucking psycho!
[William] Psychopath? Me?
No one has ever called me
a psychopath before.
At least I dont think so.
Though I am quite sure
all this is rational.
This project
has been planned meticulously,
every detail carefully reviewed.
Every eventuality anticipated.
What do you want?
I want you to pay attention.
Please, man.
I need you to listen carefully
to every word I speak.
Fuck you!
[zapping]
You mother... You motherfucker!
[William] Sorry, I didnt hear that.
What did you say?
I didnt say anything.
I didnt say anything, man.
[William] Good,
now are you ready to listen?
No. No, clearly not.
[William] What is important to me
is that you understand
the pain that you cause.
I want you to be truly sorry
and experience the consequences
of your actions.
Do you understand?
Okay. Okay, man, Im sorry.
[William] Good, good.
Im sorry. You win, Im sorry.
[William] Okay, then
Ill start the ball rolling.
You already know my name.
My name is William.
Im a widower.
That means my wife is dead,
or my wife died recently,
something like that.
But now, I was born in a small
industrial town in South Wales.
Youve probably never
heard of South Wales.
Thats no matter.
Im going, man.
[William speaking in Welsh]
Bit of Welsh for you.
Anyway, I moved here
to the United States
when I was seven.
And I have lived here
most of my life,
in this city,
in the same neighborhood.
And this is
an upscale neighborhood.
You wouldnt know it
by looking at it,
but there isnt a lot for under
a million dollars. Can you believe it?
I need water.
[William] Shut up.
- Youll be fine.
- No, no.
Anyway, without water
you can make it
for at least another 48 hours.
Doctor taught me.
And what was I saying?
Oh, the neighborhood.
It hasnt changed since I was a boy.
Oh, God.
[William] We left
our front doors unlocked.
People had pride in how they looked
and how they behaved.
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
[sinister music plays]
[grunting]
[panting]
Oh, no.
[sinister music plays]
[phone ringing]
[William] You know something?
I dont actually need you to accept.
So lets try again, shall we?
Im fucking starving.
[William] Please watch your language.
I hate vulgarity.
What do you want from me?
[William] Well, it is important
that we understand each other.
Just give me food and water,
and Ill listen to you drone on forever.
[William] Okay, well, I bought
my daughter a condominium
just a few blocks from here.
There was a small yard, high ceilings,
nice light, nothing fancy.
It was the perfect home
to start a family.
And then, when was it?
It was two years ago,
in December, I think.
Anyway, I took her shopping.
We went to the outlet mall.
We had lunch
at Emmas favorite restaurant.
It was a perfect day.
And when I dropped her off
at the condominium, two men approached...
Listen, I dont give a shit
about your life story.
I need food and water now, motherfucker.
[William] Language!
[zapping]
Jesus! Fuck!
[zapping]
[screams]
You motherfucking fucking,
seriously,
language motherfucking what?
[William] Here we go, yeah.
[laughing] [AC blowing]
Oh, no, dont...
dont air condition me.
[yodeling on radio]
You sick...
[yodeling continues louder]
Ugh.
Ugh!
Not a bad song.
Its not a bad song.
[yodeling continues]
Fucking shut up!
[yodeling continues]
[Eddie screams]
Sorry, all right?
Turn off the song.
[yodeling continues]
[screaming]
[yodeling stops]
[rain pattering]
[horn blaring]
[yodeling resumes]
[shuddering]
[yodeling stops]
[phone ringing]
Im sorry for cursing.
I wont do it again.
[AC stops]
[sighs]
[car honking]
[siren blaring]
[helicopter whirring]
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
[dripping]
[metal clanging]
[tense music playing]
[phone ringing]
[William]
Good morning, old sport.
Hah. Oh,
you look terrible down there.
I think a more accurate word
would be "ghastly."
Yeah, thats it. Ghastly.
Thats probably the first stage
of starvation, isnt it? Hmm.
Are you having
trouble concentrating?
How often do you think
about food?
Are you irritable?
I think Ill just put a "yes" down
for that one, okay?
Have you thought this through,
huh? Like at all?
If I die, what are you
gonna do with my body?
And disposing of a body,
that cant be easy.
Not in a city
with cameras everywhere.
And how will you live with it?
[William]
I dont care, really.
Nobody will miss you.
[munching]
Have you read Crime and Punishment?
Dostoevsky?
[William]
Yeah, long time ago, have you?
Yeah.
What, you think Im illiterate,
just because
I dont have any money,
I cant read? I read.
[William] College?
Im self-taught.
I know thats hard for you fancy,
spoon-fed types to understand,
but street smarts are important.
[William]
Street smarts, ah, yes.
Perhaps I should have
studied that instead, yeah.
[zapping]
[William laughs]
I suggest you leave
the cameras alone.
That was not very
street smart, was it? No.
My point, and the point
of Crime and Punishment
is that killing someone will fuck...
[William] Language.
Eff you up.
Ive done a lot of
effed up sh... stuff,
but Ive never killed anyone.
I could never
and I would never kill anyone.
Its a different level.
[William] Thus spake the man
carrying the gun.
Well, thats different.
Thats for protection.
Where Im from, the cops
dont show up when you call.
[William]
Yes, I have noticed that,
but if the police were free
to do their job,
do you think I would
have built this vehicle?
So we agree on something, huh?
We have something in common.
[William] Yes, well,
we all breathe oxygen
and we all die in the end,
dont we?
Help me out here, man.
Im dying.
[William]
We also have that in common
because Im dying too,
of prostate cancer.
Optimistically, I have about four months to live,
I think. Something like that.
Im so sorry to hear that.
[William] But that is why
Im doing this, you see?
I want to make a difference.
I want justice.
Then call the cops.
Have me arrested. Ill confess.
Thats justice, right?
[William] Well, the problem
is rather complicated.
The whole judicial system, the police,
the prosecutors, the judges,
no longer have any power
because they have all been
castrated by sheep,
the bleeding-heart governors
of our states,
the spineless, creepy
little busybody bastards
who care nothing about
the people of this country
but choose instead to give
pestilent little shits like you
a little slap on the wrist,
coddling you, babying you,
giving you free rent and food,
not forgetting, of course,
the mandatory touchy-feely
psychotherapist fuckwits
who help you to process the grief...
What the fuck?
...of your victimhood.
So for justice,
I must blaze my own path.
You think this is just?
Really, what youre doing
to me here?
[William] Well,
let me put it this way.
In some countries,
if you were caught stealing,
they would cut your hand off.
No. Thats not true.
Everybody says that they cut
your hands off, but its not true.
Really?
Yeah.
For most offenses,
they just send you to jail
like anywhere else.
What about serious offenders,
repeat offenders?
What about em?
[William]
What is their punishment?
Four fingers.
[William] Really? Then give me
your social security number,
and I will check.
Check what?
[William]
If this is your first offense,
Ill let you go, but if
youre a repeat offender,
as I suspect, then you will confess
and apologize to me,
and then I will cut off
four of your fingers.
You... Youre serious?
[William] Oh, yes.
Yes, deadly serious.
Do you accept?
No, why would I
possibly accept that?
[William]
Well, think carefully.
This is a one-time offer,
but I give you my word.
Thats not justice.
Well, it seems fair to me,
old sport.
Not when the system is rigged.
[William] So what?
Its always been rigged!
Did the system make you
break into my vehicle?
Or is it just that most people in this country
live paycheck to paycheck?
Here we go again with your socialistic...
That they cant buy medicine.
Communist Manifesto!
They cant pay rent.
They cant afford anything.
Huh?
[William] Distribute that
with your needles.
Nonsense! Everyone
has the same opportunity.
No, no, no. The real crime
is that this city is full of poor people,
but the laws are made
by rich people for rich people.
Its sick!
[William]
Thats right, comrade.
And you are entitled to what?
To everything?
The laws are written
so people like you
can keep what you have
and keep everyone else down.
Youre the criminal.
[William] Oh, I am sorry.
Have you been triggered?
Did I hurt your feelings?
No, Im not triggered.
How much did you spend
on this thing anyway, huh?
A hundred thousand?
[William] I have no idea.
I have so much money,
it is hard to keep track
of it all.
You deserve to be robbed.
[William]
Yes, but I earned every penny.
Yeah, right, with no help
from your family, huh?
Who paid for medical school?
You think this is about
privilege, but it is not.
Its about right and wrong.
I started with nothing,
but instead of feeling sorry
for myself,
I worked and worked,
and I made a good life
for myself.
Yeah, you seem
like you have made
a wonderful fucking life
for yourself, you sick fuck!
[zapping]
[screams]
My point...
My point is that you cant have
justice without morality,
and you have none.
[William] I read somewhere,
thou shalt not steal.
I think it was in the Bible,
"Thou shalt not steal."
Thats not complicated, is it?
But if you do have a problem
with that,
you can always take it up
with God, or Karl Marx,
or the Kardashians, or anyone.
But its something I do not need to
debate with you. Bye-bye!
[yodeling on radio]
[music stops]
[sirens wailing]
[music resumes]
[yodeling on radio]
[yodeling continues]
[gags]
[gags, coughs]
Fuck.
[music stops]
[William] Aw.
I really thought you were
going to go through with it.
Why bother stitching me up
just to let me die?
[William] Let you die?
Youve got to be kidding me.
No, no, Ive invested a lot of time
and money into this project,
and I want to enjoy it.
I need to have some fun
in these final days.
Do you understand?
So tell me
your social security number.
I already said no.
[William] Give me your first
and your last name.
If you give me
your social security number,
I will give you some water,
and I will turn off the heat.
Eddie.
[William] Eddie, good, go on.
Give me the water,
and Ill tell you the rest.
[William] Um, no. Im sorry, Eddie.
Thats not how this works.
But Im in no hurry, you know.
Im just fine and dandy
sitting here
enjoying my whiskey
on the rocks.
Yes, its pure.
[slurps]
Oh, God! I think
I have sensitive teeth.
It happens as you age.
Did you know that?
Something to look forward to.
Eddie Barrish.
Eddie Barrish, thank you.
And social security number, please?
173. 173.
2-5. 2-5.
Thank you very much. Good.
Yeah, and that water?
[William]
What is the magic word?
Please.
[William]
Sorry, I didnt hear you.
It cut out for some reason.
Please.
[William] Please. Good, thats better.
Very good.
I hid the water bottle
under the passenger seat
when I was treating your wound.
[gasps]
[tense drum beat plays]
[scratches]
[laughing]
[phone ringing]
[William] What is so funny?
What are you laughing at?
I won.
I won $500.
Thats everything I needed.
Its enough.
Enough to get my van back.
Enough.
I had it this whole time.
[William coughs]
Sorry, Eddie, but with cancer,
one has good nights and bad nights.
I wanna go home.
[William sighs] We can never
go home again, Eddie.
Thats lifes tragedy.
How do you pick up the threads
of an old life?
How do you go on?
When in your heart
you begin to understand
that there is no going back.
There are some things
that time cannot mend.
Some hurts that go too deep
that have taken hold.
[Eddie]
Its Lord of the Rings, right?
[William] Yeah.
That was one of Emmas favorites.
I need food.
And a joint.
God, Id do anything
for a joint right now.
Look, Im sorry, okay?
Im sorry I broke into your car.
I shouldnt have.
And I mean it. Its not okay.
And youre right,
everyone deserves to feel safe.
And I broke that bond.
And I acted selfishly.
And I tried to steal from you,
and I admit it.
And Im sorry.
I... I...
I, honestly, I get it.
Okay, whatever my reasons,
it doesnt make it right.
I know right from wrong,
and I made a choice
that I truly,
truly, truly regret.
You have no idea.
Im begging you,
just not for forgiveness,
just to be
the bigger person here.
[William] Well, you might have been
right about me, Eddie.
I might be a psycho because
I dont feel bad for you at all.
[laughs]
However, I applaud your effort,
and for that, you get a reward.
Theres a cookie
in the glove box.
[suspenseful music plays]
Well, that should keep you
going for a while, yeah?
Well, hold on a second,
I have a call on my work phone.
[phone rings]
[William] Hello? Hello?
Yeah? Well, tell me quickly.
Im on another call.
Yeah. Okay.
Her water broke?
Any pain?
Tell reception that she is
my patient, okay?
Good. Bye. Thank you.
[feedback noise]
Im sorry, Eddie, I have to go.
Well talk soon, okay?
Wait, I need water.
[William] Enjoy the cookie.
And a joint.
Hes leaving.
[panting] Hes gone. Hes gone.
[tense music plays]
[camera clicks]
Okay.
That will disable
the main power line.
Safety switch.
Ive got to pop
the safety to unplug.
All right. Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Please, God, work.
[Eddie grunts]
Come on.
Come on.
[winces]
[groaning]
Come on, Eddie. Come on.
[zapping]
God! Fuck,
youre tasing my heart, man!
[William] Hey, what are you doing
down there?
What are you after?
I give up.
[William] From now on, keep your hands
where I can see them.
I am always watching, Eddie.
[ominous music plays]
[bird chirping]
[tense music playing]
Six-piece Chicken McNuggets.
No, no,
20-piece Chicken McNugget meal.
A large fries.
Milk shake.
Strawberry milk shake.
[ominous music plays]
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
A large Coke.
[rain pattering]
Mmm...
And a large Coke.
[gulping]
[retches]
[rain pattering]
[melancholic music plays]
[rain pattering]
[button clicks]
[exhales deeply]
[rain pattering]
[breathing deeply]
[sniffles]
[button clicking]
[engine revving]
Uh...
Okay.
Okay, uh...
All right. Okay.
Lets see here. Lets see, lets see.
[engine revving]
[chuckles]
Whoa! Lets go, yeah!
[engine revving]
[car screeches]
[groans] Oh, no, no,
no, no, come on!
Come on!
[phone ringing]
[William laughing]
Oh, Edward, Edward, Edward.
Did you really think
it would be that easy?
Oh, fuck.
[William] Surely not.
Youre smarter than that, arent you?
[grunts]
[grunts]
Fuck! Fuck!
Where you taking me, man?
[William] Tell me, Edward,
what kind of music
are you in the mood for?
Music?
[William] My daughter used to play
that one song over and over.
Drove me crazy,
but havent heard it for years.
Just tell me what you want.
[classical music plays]
[William] Just look at what
theyve become, Eddie.
I mean, really look.
Theyre like animals,
arent they?
Living off handouts.
Addicts, criminals.
And we all just go on
like this is normal,
like this is okay.
Societys broken.
[scoffs] We are backwards.
I mean, take this neighborhood.
Looks like a safe place
to raise a family,
does it not?
So what do you see, Eddie?
I give up. Just tell me.
[William] Security systems, cameras,
metal screen doors.
These are good people
who live in fear. You get it?
[engine revving]
Whoa.
Oh, shit.
[tires screech]
[screams]
Hey, slow down.
[William] Relax, Eddie.
Im just opening her up. Thats all.
Slow down!
[William]
Have some fun, you know.
[Eddie]
Hey, where are we going?
[William] Where are we going?
Somewhere thats fun.
[giggles] Lots of fun.
[intense musical buildup]
[car horn honks]
[William] Here we are.
Home sweet home.
[grunts]
[metal clanking]
[sounds of fighting]
[William] Look. They have no shame,
have they?
No fear of repercussions.
What are you doing here?
[William] Well, you wanted to go home,
didnt you? So here we are.
[car honking]
[Eddie] What are you doing?
[William] You see, these two idiots know
that the police dont care.
They feel safe.
[engine starts]
[bones crunching]
[screams]
You hit him!
[William]
Whoops-a-daisy![cackles]
Yes, why is he the only one who gets
to break the social contract?
[Eddie] No, no, no!
[car accelerating]
Stop!
Just... Just...
Just let him go, man!
[engine stops]
[Eddie]
Come on, man, just let him go.
[panting]
[Eddie] Just leave him alone.
Hes a human being!
[William] Well,
I guess it is okay
for you
to break the social contract,
and for them,
but not for me.
How is that fair?
Stop, stop, stop! Dont!
[car crashes]
[screaming]
[William] There has to be a punishment
for breaking the social contract, right?
[Eddie] Not like this.
[William] So you want anarchy.
Good, then lets have
some anarchy.
[engine revving]
Stop, stop!
[William]
But I dont want to stop.
If there are no rules,
then why should I?
[engine revving]
[metal squealing]
[wailing, screaming]
[William] Hes a gangster,
a virus, a leech,
a criminal,
a piece of human excrement.
If I want to watch him die,
what should stop me?
[metal clanging]
[screaming]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay!
I get it, I get it.
I broke the social contract,
so you can too now.
Youve made your point.
Just please stop this!
[body thumps]
[blood squirting]
[William]
Heres the deal.
If he can stand up,
Ill let you out of the car,
but he has to stand up
all the way.
Thats the deal.
Come on, get up.
Come on.
Come on, come on, get up.
[engine revving]
[Eddie screaming]
[William laughing]
You fucking motherfucker!
You fucking psycho,
Im gonna fucking kill you!
[William] Yeah,
thats the spirit, Eddie.
[screaming] You fucking psycho!
[William] Lets have some anarchy!
[classical music starts]
Fuck you! Fuck you. Fuck!
[classical music plays]
Fuck you, you...
Fuck you!
[tires screeching]
[tires screeching]
Stop, slow down!
[William]
Whats your problem, Eddie?
"Street Smart Eddie."
Fuck!
[William]
Isnt this what you wanted?
Chaos, revolution, yeah!
[Eddie] Whoa!
[car honking]
[tires screeching]
[Eddie] Stop!
[William] Come on, Eddie...
Fuck! Fuck!
...youre ruining the best part
of the song. Listen.
[shrieks]
Fucking stop!
[tires screeching]
Stop! [screams]
[William] Come on, Eddie,
have some fun.
We all get to do whatever we want.
Im gonna be sick! Stop!
Stop the fucking car!
[William] Arent you happy? Come on!
Im gonna be sick! [groans]
[William] Good, then be sick.
Stop!
[William] There are no rules here, Eddie.
Welcome to the human jungle!
Fucking stop!
[William] Yay!
Fucking stop the car!
[screaming] Help!
Stop!
[William cackles]
Stop, stop, stop!
Dont do this!
[tires screech]
[screaming]
[William] Come on, Eddie,
here we go! Yay!
No, no, no, no,
no, no! [screams]
[music dies down]
[eerie music plays]
[phone ringing]
[William]
Come on, wake up, sleepyhead.
[singsongy]
Wakey-wakey! Good morning.
[William laughing]
[groans]
What?
[William] I have news
from Amy and Sarah.
What are you talking about?
[William]
I stopped by the apartment.
No.
[William] Oh, yes.
Amy let me in and...
You went to their apartment?
No way.
[William] Yeah, yeah. 306 Myrtle Lane,
apartment number 10.
Sound familiar?
I dont believe you.
[William] Oh, really?
Sarah was doing her homework.
Shes such a nice girl.
Why would she let a stranger
into the house?
[William] I dont know, but she did.
Youre lying.
[William] No.
I dont believe you.
[William]
No, it was quite easy.
I told them that I worked for
a nonprofit organization
designed to help
single mothers collect money
from deadbeat dads like you.
And I even had
a business card made up.
Very professional.
I dont understand.
[William] Kinkos offers
a quick turnaround, you see.
No. I mean, what the fuck
is wrong with you?
Theyre not part of this.
[William] Of course theyre part of it.
You leave my family alone,
you hear me?
[William] Well, actually,
we do have a lot in common, you see.
[scoffs]
You have nothing in common.
[William] We are both victims
of your selfishness.
Victims?
- I love my family. - [William] No, you only care
about yourself, Eddie,
and you dont care who you hurt.
You dont know
what youre talking about.
[William] You owe two years
child and spousal support.
- Thats a lie. - [William] No, its not a lie,
its a public record.
I ran a credit check.
You gave me
your social security number, remember?
Yeah, well Im paying now,
every month.
- [William] Two years.
- Im trying so hard...
[William] The court found you unfit
to be a daddy.
You think I dont know?
I know Sarah loves me.
Theres nothing
you can say that...
[children chattering]
Wait...
Why are we here?
[William] Tell me, Eddie,
do you think little Sarah inherited
your street smarts? I wonder.
Just listen to me. Go. Drive.
[William] Look, there she is,
little Sarah,
waiting for you to come get her.
Oh, my God.
[William] She must know
that youre not coming.
Oh, dear.
[engine revving]
Sarah.
Sarah!
[shouting] Sarah!
[William]
It is only a few blocks away,
but with the rising crime
rate, I wonder if shes safe.
We shouldnt be here.
You leave her alone.
Lets just go,
lets just drive away.
[engine revving]
Just stop! Stop!
Stop, stop! Fuck!
Sarah.
[intense musical buildup]
Sarah. Sarah!
You stop following my girl.
You dont bring my family
into this.
You hear me, you fucking psycho?
Leave her alone.
Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?
Stop, stop.
[engine starts]
What are you...
No, no, no! Stop!
Stop, stop, stop!
[tires screeching]
[gasps]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
I give up, I give up.
Im sorry I broke
into your car, okay?
Ive never been more sorry
in my entire fucking life.
Just tell me what you want
and Ill do it, okay?
Please, please, please
believe me. Dont hurt her!
[car accelerating]
[William]
I believe you.
But sorry is a well of pain
that goes deep, deep down.
Youre still far
from the bottom.
No. No.
Shes just a little girl!
She hasnt done anything wrong.
I give up, I give up.
Fucking stop!
Stop!
Hey! Here! Here!
Is this what you want?
No, no, stop, Eddie. Dont do it, Eddie.
Please, dont do it.
No, no, no, dont, dont.
Well done, Eddie. I took the bullets
when I stitched you up.
Wouldnt want to ruin
all the fun, would I?
[panting]
[William] Eddie, are you there?
Its me, yeah.
Are you there, Eddie?
You see, the problem is
incarceration is largely...
Shoot them? Why not?
I had to do that.
Thats only my opinion. Are you offended, Eddie?
Does that offend you?
Politicians say things like,
"Let me be clear."
That would be understood.
Yeah, so we went, "Its okay,
its called democracy."
Ah, a terrible word.
Im done.
[William] Say it again, Eddie. I couldnt hear you.
Say it again!
I said Im done.
Let me out.
[William]
What are you doing, Eddie?
Stop it, Eddie.
Stop. Eddie, stop.
Stop it now!
Fuck this!
[William] Im warning you, come on.
[grunts]
[grunts]
[William] Stop it.
Calm down! Stop it.
Eddie, Im warning you.
Stop it.
Stop it. Stop.
Stop it, Eddie!
Eddie, Im warning you.
I said Im fucking done!
[Eddie] Hi, lovebug.
Are you too old for that now?
No, no, youll always be
my lovebug.
Sorry, I really hope
that you get this
because I want you
to know that, um...
that Im sorry.
Im no good.
Ive never been
a good dad to you...
and Ive never been
a good anything to anyone.
And I, um...
I dont know,
I kind of thought that youd be better off
if I wasnt around so much.
Its all bullshit.
Its all just excuses.
I see that now.
But being your dad was
the only thing that Ive ever done
that meant a damn thing.
Its the only thing
that mattered to me.
And now Im here
at the end and...
I dont think
Im getting out of this one.
I cant stop thinking about you.
I wish I spent
more time with you.
You know, I wish I was there.
I wish I...
If I could do it all again,
Id show up, baby.
You know, Id be there.
Whatever happens, I just, um...
I really, really,
really loved you.
Ive just been really bad
at showing it.
Hello, Eddie.
Im William.
Youre in my car.
You motherfucker!
[zapping]
[screams]
Help!
[screams]
God. You smell
like shit, Eddie.
Youve ruined my car.
[coughing]
[William] So youre not a fan of
Passionate Strawberries?
Well, it happens
to be my favorite.
You gonna behave?
Zip-tie your wrists.
Pick it up.
Fuck you.
[zapping]
[screaming]
Okay, okay, okay.
Now, zip-tie yourself
to the bar.
Really tight.
[zip tie tightening]
[wind howling]
Oh, whoa.
Its cold out there.
Oh, its raining cats and dogs.
Oh.
Oh, God. Oh, thats good.
So, what do you think, Eddie,
of this car, this vehicle?
Huh?
Touch of genius, right?
Im sorry, Eddie, I forgot.
You youngsters
are not too impressed
with us old dinosaurs, are you?
Now, why the hell would you be?
Were just a bunch of old bores, right? [chuckles]
Yeah. Well, lets see if...
What is this?
Thats a Glock, huh? Hey, you can kill
a lot of people with these things.
Lets have a look here.
You kids like these things, huh?
Ah.
I have a surprise for you.
Its a joint. Is that what you guys
call these things? Joints?
Im not complaining
because its made legal now,
hence the great drop
in our crime rate in this country, yeah?
[chuckles]
Yeah.
Okay, here we go.
[lighter clinks]
God almighty. Yuck. [chuckles]
Ugh! You smoke these things?
Holy Moses, theyre terrible.
I dont understand
the attraction.
Holy Moses.
Here, take a hit, Eddie.
Go on. Have another!
Good. Good for you.
Anyway, I brought something
for myself.
Ive got little snacks.
These are called gummy bears, right?
Yeah, yeah, theyre really good.
Beautiful. Yeah, its good.
[chuckles]
Love gummy bears. Mmm.
By the way, how is that
bullet wound of yours, Eddie?
You know, if Id been
in your position,
being a sensible, well-adjusted,
level-headed sort of chap,
I dont think shooting myself in the leg
would have been my first move,
but those must be your street smarts
that youre so proud of.
So, well done. Jolly good show.
[chuckles]
Anyway.
Yeah, its gonna be
a long drive,
so you better eat some,
Eddie, okay?
Go on.
Have some gummy bears.
Yummy, yummy.
Enjoy them.
[classical music playing]
Okay.
Off we go.
Yes, I know. Its...
My daughter Emma,
she loved classical music.
I think its terrific.
Yeah.
[chuckles]
Must teach you more about music
before you die, Eddie.
[classical music continues]
When I said I was sorry,
you believed me, right?
Isnt that what
this whole thing was about?
Mm-hmm. Hmm.
Yes, of course
I believe you, Eddie.
Everyone is sorry
once they begin to experience
the consequences of their actions, yes.
So this was your plan?
To break me, destroy me,
then just kill me?
[chuckles]
Plan? No,
theres no plan, Eddie.
You just happened to break
into the wrong vehicle, thats all.
Youre a petty thief
and a criminal,
and you just happened
to get away with...
Well, you got away with it until today,
so... tough titty.
So then turn me in.
[William]
Turn you in to the police? No.
I dont care
if you go to prison, Eddie,
and I dont care
if you dont go to prison.
I just want to introduce you
to a little taste of hell.
And then?
Well, what does it matter, Eddie?
You were about to blow
your brains out, werent you?
To protect my daughter.
[William]
Oh, yeah. Tell me about it.
You know, perhaps youve never
experienced accountability before.
And this is what
accountability feels like
in this wonderful human jungle
of ours.
So welcome to the gates
of hell on Earth.
Thats a nice bracelet.
Did your daughter give you that?
Yeah, she gave it to me, yeah.
Got a problem with that, Eddie?
No, not a problem.
Youre playing
her favorite music.
Wearing her charm bracelet.
Sorry about that, Eddie.
[laughs softly]
Whats so funny?
Whats the joke?
Whats so funny?
Yeah.
[Eddie laughs]
You got a guy chained up
in your car.
Yeah, like were on some kind of
fucking family road trip.
Just you and me, Daddy.
Daddy, yeah.
[both laugh]
Daddy-o.
Ooh.
[grunts]
Whoo! [laughing] Ooh.
The problem is, sadly,
your whole generation sucks.
Yeah, youre scum.
You know nothing.
Youre ignorant,
you think you know everything,
and you lecture the whole world
about what you think you know,
and you know fuck all.
You gonna cancel me?
Go ahead and fucking cancel me.
Good.
Why dont you tell me
what happened to Emma, huh?
Fuck off.
[Eddie] No.
Explain it to me. Im slow.
Slow? Okay. Ill explain
very slowly, Eddie, okay?
You ready, Eddie? Good.
First of all, those scumbags
who robbed us at gunpoint
took everything we had,
but obviously it wasnt enough.
Anyway, they shot her in the neck,
my little girl, Emma,
and I remember she looked at me,
and she pointed to her neck.
She said, "Daddy,"
and I said, just like that...
She said, "Daddy, Daddy,"
and then she died.
Yeah, I laughed because
I remember thinking how strange,
how odd it was that my little girl was
with me one moment
and suddenly bang, poof, gone.
Yeah, without warning, forever,
taken from me violently,
and for what, Eddie?
For $1500 of street smarts.
Thats why
youre doing this, huh?
Yeah, youre living out some kind of
Clint Eastwood Death Wishfantasy?
Yeah, go on.
Make my day, Eddie. Make my day.
Were having fun now, arent we?
Yeah. [chuckles]
Yeah. [laughs]
Blow your fucking brains
over this place.
Go on, please.
Make my day.
Im so tired
of hearing your fucking babble.
It would do me a favor.
Pull the fucking trigger.
Yeah. Scumbags like you,
off the streets. Yeah.
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Yeah, Im insane like you.
Insane like me?
Yeah. Its people like you
drive me insane. [chuckles]
You know what you are?
You built this car...
[engine revving]
Huh? And you torture me.
Thats right.
Yeah, and you murder people.
Thats right.
Yeah, like youre some
fucked-up wannabe Batman.
[laughs]
Thats right. Youre smart.
[chuckles]
Justice, you call it justice.
You call it justice.
[William] Yes, its justice.
Well, this pretend,
moral high ground, its bullshit.
You know what you are?
Whats that? Tell me.
Youre a sad,
lonely,
angry, old man.
Keep talking.
The worlds passing you by,
but you know
what the worst part is?
Whats that?
Its that youre doing all of this
in your daughters name.
Thats right.
[groans]
Emma would be ashamed of you.
Fuck you!
Tell me to process my grief.
Go on, tell me.
And I pray to little Jesus,
yeah,
and to a little star in the sky
that her life
is better elsewhere.
[laughing]
[car accelerating]
Whats the joke? Whats funny?
Ah. Uh...
[tires screeching]
Ive been working at this for so long.
You have no idea.
Yeah?
Yeah. I think I got it.
Got what?
Street smarts, bitch.
[squelching]
[high-pitched ringing]
[crashing]
[phone chimes]
[ominous music plays]
[rattling]
[grunting]
Fuck you. Fuck you! [sobs]
[Eddie screaming]
You motherfucker!
You motherfucker.
Ill fucking kill you!
Ill fucking kill you.
[phone ringing]
Answer it.
Go on. Answer it.
[Sarah] Daddy?
Hey. Hey, lovebug.
Its so good
to hear your voice. Um...
Uh, sorry, my phones
about to die, baby, but, um...
I got your message.
Whats going on, Daddy?
You sounded so scared.
Im sorry, sweetie.
I didnt mean to scare you.
What happened?
Nothing. Its not important.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, Im okay now.
Are you sure?
Because you dont sound okay.
Im good. I promise.
Are you picking me up
today? 2:15.
Daddy?
Uh...
Yes.
Yes. Yes, Ill be there.
Youre not gonna be
a fart-head again, are you?
No. Not anymore.
Youll see, Ill be there.
Ill be there.
Okay, but I gotta run.
But Ill see you at 2:15, okay?
I love you.
I love you too, Daddy.
[line beeps]
Hey, its over.[grunts]
Unlock the doors.
Hey.
[chuckles]
That was fun, Eddie.
A lot of fun.
[grunting]
God!
[coughs]
[Eddie grunting]
[shouts]
Come on!
[coughs, screams]
[coughing]
[panting]
[vehicle approaching]
Hey!
Hey, stop!
[driver]
Geez, buddy, you okay?
I need to pick up my daughter.
What happened here?
[tools whirring]
[bell ringing]
The fuck happened to you?
You know, I dont wanna know.
All right, look.
Your cars parked in
pretty deep in the other lot.
Give me, like, 40 minutes.
Gonna take too long.
My daughter needs me
to pick her up at 2:15.
2:15. Youre gonna have to wait
like everyone else.
You know what?
How much would you give me
for the van?
Hey, baby.
Dad!
Im okay, baby.
[sniffles, cries softly]
Its gonna be okay.
Yeah.
Please
Let me out
Always
Is enough for you
Rotten years
Pulled you too close to me
Too close to breathe
Mystery
Long gone now
Try to live in a moment
Silence
Say you love me
Let it be
Let it be untrue
The trials
The trials
The crimes
Let it be untrue
The trials
The trials
The crimes
Let it be untrue
Taste
Let them go
All the way
Let it fall from you
Silence
Say you loved me
Let it be untrue
The trials
The trials
The crimes
Let it be untrue
The trials
The trials
The crimes
Let it be untrue
[electronic music playing]
[song ends]
[dramatic music playing]
[music ends]