(film reel clacking)
- [Jon] I tell
myself the same lie.
(suspenseful music)
That I've never done a
real drug in my life.
Anyone know how a
trip to the pharmacy
can turn you into
a heroin addict?
- [Officer] Freeze.
- [Jon] I know.
And I know where I went wrong.
I believed it.
Rappers.
Running their mouths
about running the streets.
And now I can't get
this beat out my head.
(steady hip hop music)
Wake me up when it's over
Goodnight
I had a dream I could
buy my way to Heaven
When I woke up, I
spent that on a MAC-11
I told y'all I'll
be back in a second
If I don't make it back,
the hell is wrong with me
It's hot as hell
in the Summer
Devil on my back, trying
to get my tell number
Niggas underwater and
they getting held under
Devil trying to make my
name to a jail number
I keep it real even
though it sounds cliche
My style is raw, so DJ
I'll pray later, let
the Gucci store tempt me
Devil working overtime,
haters wanna envy
- [Kelsie] What can I get ya?
- [Jon] Can I just
have two waters to go?
- [Kelsie] Sure,
coming right up.
- Thanks.
- Here ya go.
Just don't let my boss see.
- Okay, thank you.
Free 99.
- Sick, that's what's up, man.
Oh that's good.
How'd it go, did you ask her?
That's it, I ain't
coming here no more.
That's it, man.
Let's bounce.
- Yo yo man, listen.
I ain't feeling this, man.
I'm gonna bounce.
- What are you talking about?
You said you wanted to
do something together.
- Yeah yeah, doing something
ain't doing nothing together.
- Well skating's out, man.
Come on, I'm going in.
Come in, have a drink.
- No man, you know what?
Look, I'm your best friend, man.
I'm down to hang, but I'm sick
of this gangster shit, man.
- Oh come on, man.
- And you getting
lured into it all.
It's not good, man.
- What?
- No man.
- You smoke more weed
than anybody I know,
and you got illegal
lizards at home.
Jesus.
- I'll have one drink.
(intense hip hop music)
(people chattering)
(cell phone ringing)
- Man, don't be
touching shit, man.
- What?
Don't worry about where I'm at.
Yo, I'll call you back.
I'll call you back.
What the fuck?
Yo, there's 40s in the fridge.
- Hey, thanks dad.
- Shit, that's the
fuck I'm talking about.
You see that shit?
(upbeat rap music)
These niggas know
how to live, B.
You feel me?
- Man, I'm telling you,
we need to party in hotels.
- Yeah yeah, right after
Grady's court date, alright?
So he can enjoy it, too.
- That's right, the court date.
Going to the court house.
(beeping)
- Hey girl.
- Here we go.
Let's go to the courthouse.
I like it, I like it.
- Whoa whoa whoa whoa.
- What's up?
- Yo move your dumb
ass out the way, man.
100 dollar champagne,
100 dollar grams
For them things,
that's about 100 Benz
- I'll take these
keys for you, playboy.
Yo Jon, come on, we out of here.
- What?
For real, man, why?
Come on, we got out
friends here, 40s, pizza.
We don't wanna risk it.
- I ain't risking shit, man.
Thing just went off.
It ain't going off
again for a while.
- Come on, let's get out of
here.
- Seriously?
- Yeah, let's go.
- Well, hey, you know,
I'm gonna roll with y'all,
'cause he took too long to
roll that fucking blunt.
- The hell you ain't.
Sit your ass down.
That shit ring again, put
that straw in your white ass,
and take a picture.
(steady music)
(engine revving)
You know what job
stand for right?
Journey of the broke.
Yo how about this?
I lay low and take
of my probation shit,
and you, you take tomorrow off,
and I pay you double whatever
money you gonna make.
- You know I'm not down
for that hustle, bro.
- You, hustle?
Nigga, please.
I just need you to pick
something up for me.
Tomorrow's the first.
Collection day.
I see you smile over there.
- Okay, yeah.
- Yo, I'm hungry.
(people chattering)
(clearing throat)
- Hey, you're back.
- [Jon] Hey.
- What can I get for you?
- What you got?
- I'm good, just
take care of him.
- I want something.
- I don't really have any
money on me right now.
- Oh, like, you got some
money somewhere else,
you just didn't bring
it on you just now?
Get him a grilled
cheese or something.
I'm gonna get the cheese steak,
and would you give me
some of that cream pie?
(laughing)
Hey, you want some cream pie?
Nah, he good, he
don't want none.
- Is that for here or to go?
(call phone ringing)
- Here.
- Go, man, we ain't
got time for this shit.
Yo, didn't I tell you
I'd call you back?
What the fuck?
- That'll be 34.24.
- Hold up.
This is for you.
Yeah, you're right, she is hot.
- Yeah, she's pretty hot.
(upbeat hip hop music)
Yo, yo I came in the game
Counting paper
at a young age
Learned how to shoot in
the streets, no gun range
Should make a queen's fat
cat made the front page
They was getting
stupid money
They was getting dumb paid
You wanna be a
drug dealer man
Then murder for cocaine,
call it killer gram
Niggas stepping on
work like Miller cans
(steady suspenseful music)
- [Man] Fucking quiet, for
once, in your fucking life.
Sit there and stay quiet.
(knocking on door)
Who the fuck are you?
- Excuse me.
- What the fuck you want here?
- Grady wants his money.
- Man, I don't have
it right now.
I wish I did.
Would you just tell Grady
he's the first one I
call when I get my check?
- Yeah.
Alright.
- Hey you know if you step back
another foot or so, it
might disassociate you
from all that shit, right?
Don't let this shit
get you all shook.
It's just dust.
- I'm sorry man, alright.
But this is not me,
none of this is me.
- Yo yo yo yo yo yo,
sure sure sure sure.
I made you miss a day of work.
We're straight.
What's up?
You allergic to money
all of a sudden?
- I just don't wanna sell
something that hurts people.
- Well shit, neither would I.
Fuck a fiend.
Fiends ain't people.
They zombies.
They gonna get their
drugs with or without you.
Believe that.
Don't ever
underestimate no fiend.
Shit besides man, most
of them sell drugs
just so they could use.
'Til they fuck that up.
What the fuck you
talking about, man?
Most shit people buy winds
up hurting them anyway.
It's an every day decision.
Yo.
Trust me.
You ain't fucking up the
world by supplying a need
any more than you're saving it
by sitting your ass right
there while this shit happens.
- Jesus.
- Do you see that shit?
That shit right there changes
hands all day, every day.
Yo.
I don't want you doing
something you don't wanna do
just because we're brothers.
But I do gotta let
you know what's up.
Before you start standing in
the higher ground in your mind
while living in
the fucking ghetto.
(upbeat hip hop music)
What, what
(record scratching)
- Back.
Check it out, check, check
(crashing)
(men yelling)
- Help, help.
Help.
- Get his fucking shoes.
(siren wailing)
(man yelling)
- [Jon] Hey man,
are you alright?
Want me to call the police?
- No.
I heard them go by.
Damn.
I lost, my wallets on
the ground somewhere.
- Your wallet?
- Yeah.
- [Jon] I'll help you find it.
- Yeah, if you could.
Maybe it's--
- what does it look like?
- It's brown, it's like,
I don't know, the size of
your palm, or something.
Sorry man.
(smacking)
(high pitch tone)
(light music)
(upbeat hip hop music)
- Say what?
- [Kelsie] Hey man.
- Yo, what's good?
- I've been calling you.
- Yeah?
- Are you gonna come
to my friend's party?
- I've been busy.
- Oh.
- Yo fellas, this is Kelsie.
- [Dunphy] Hi Kelsie.
- Oh, I know you.
- Yo, get out.
- I wanna go with you guys.
- Come on, get out,
I gotta bounce.
I'll holler at you
later, alright?
- Okay.
Bye boys.
- Bye Kelsie.
- Yo, I'm watching you, bitch.
- Oh.
(laughing)
- Would y'all shut up,
you doofy mother fuckers?
- [Dunphy] Showing
us her titties.
Alright, I'm gonna get excited.
- Yeah I gotta bounce.
Me and Jon gotta roll somewhere.
- Fuck, Grady man, you
do this shit every time.
We just need to bring two cars.
- Yo.
We gotta go check out these
bitches down the block.
And then there's some bitches
across town I gotta show you.
You gonna like this.
Trust me.
- Sure they gonna be
all up on you, man.
Girls love a guy with money.
- Yeah, you know what they
like more than money, right?
- What?
- Dick.
- What the fuck, man?
- What's wrong with you?
- You know I was
talking to that girl.
- Talking with who?
Yo, bro.
I know you ain't tripping
out over no bitch.
Alright.
I wasn't gonna say
nothing before,
but she told me how
frustrated you was making her.
- What?
- Yeah, said she realized
she'd been dangling that ass
at a gay guy for like
a month now.
- Come on man,
she wasn't saying that shit.
(laughing)
- Yo, you kill me, Jon.
(speaking in foreign language)
(dogs barking)
- Grady.
That's dangerous, man.
Wait, okay, take the animals.
And you bring strangers
into my home?
- Hey Dom, this is,
it's my boy Jon.
- Hey, what up?
- About to fuck some bitches.
Kill some snitches.
You know?
You know?
(speaking in foreign language)
- What's up, Dom?
- Oye, it's like 65
degrees outside.
You're wearing like
three jackets.
Oye, go introduce
yourself to the girls.
- Come by and talk to you,
you know.
- [Dom] Well just call me.
- Yeah.
- Hey, I'm Jon.
(light music)
- What the fuck?
- You got five fingers, right?
- Yeah.
- And you had a phone, right?
- Yeah.
- So use 'em, you know.
- Okay.
- Alright.
- Hey, you think I could
show Jon the garage?
- Oh yeah yeah, you know
where it's at.
Go.
- Hey, come here man,
I wanna show you something.
You see what money
could get you?
Come on, man.
Let's go back in the house.
- That balloon ass,
has that nice ass.
- Yeah.
- Why wasn't she here tonight?
- Shit, I don't know man.
- Showing him what you got.
- Oh man, you like it?
- Dude, yeah, very impressive.
- Good, I like that.
This is my nephew, Marciel.
- Hey man.
- Marciel.
Say hi to my friends.
- What's up, man?
- What up?
- Hey, why don't you make
them one of those drinks?
- Alright.
- In the meantime, Grady,
me and him gonna talk.
Come on.
No man, she's Brazilian.
- It will be fine.
- She's Brazilian, man.
- That's bullshit.
Brazilian.
(intense music)
What the fuck are
you doing here now?
(yelling)
- Hey yo, I like that shirt.
That's that new shit
right there, huh?
- I'll follow the rules.
(intense music)
I won't say shit.
- Where you get that shit?
(yelling)
Business for later, you two.
Come on, the
females are waiting.
(eerie music)
- [Grady] Get off me.
You know me, Dom.
Dom, you know me.
- I will fucking
skin your black ass,
and put it all over
my white walls.
- Oh my God.
- Okay.
Okay.
Go.
(light music)
That's a loyal man right there.
- [Grady] You got my drink?
- You'll be alright after all.
(steady music)
- No no no, no time for that.
Let's go, come on, we're late.
Seriously bro.
We gotta get inside, alright?
Where is this guy?
What does he look like?
- Old ass white dude in a suit.
Well there you go.
Hey, Mr. Walsh.
- [Mr. Walsh] Grayson.
- Hey, Mr. Walsh,
what's happening?
- You are due for an
appearance in court room one
at the moment.
- Hey hold up, hold up, hold up.
Got some money for you.
- Thank you.
Will you need a
receipt for that?
- Don't I pay you to
know what's good for me?
- I will have one mailed
to your home address.
Let's get inside.
- Yo, an hour of this
bullshit and it's on, alright?
Just in case.
(upbeat hip hop music)
- Get some bitches
and calm down.
Hey, yo.
Where the fuck is Grady, man?
- Grady got locked up.
- I'm gonna be sick.
- He's just punking us, man.
Is he hiding out here?
Where is this mother fucker at?
Come on.
- Hey man, I'm serious.
What are you guys doing?
What are you doing?
- Looking for cash
and product, man.
- Hey, don't rifle
through his shit, man.
You can't take his stuff.
- Oh.
- Take that off now.
- Come on, he can't
be using it in jail.
You know, I wanna rock
it while it's fresh.
- What would Grady do to
you if he saw you right now?
Hey, get up, we gotta go.
I gotta take you home.
Put your jacket on.
Put your jacket on.
Get your shoes on, we gotta go.
- Oh.
I see.
Jon's gonna be taking
care of everything
while Grady's gone.
Nice.
- Just leave his
shit alone, alright?
Come on, let's go.
Come on.
Enjoy the room.
It's paid for through the week.
Compliments of
your friend Grady.
I'm gonna give you Grady's keys,
and I think you
should stay with us
'til things settle down.
(cell phone ringing)
Here, count this money for me.
Hello?
Yeah, okay.
I'll meet you at the
PND in 30 minutes.
You know where that is?
Alright, I'll hit you
back on this number.
How much is there?
- It's,
like 22,000.
- You know which one
of these is two-piece?
- Jon, I don't know.
- I'll figure it out.
- [Charlie] Hey, how's Grady?
- [Jon] No word yet,
but don't worry,
'cause Grady told me
to take care of you,
so I'm gonna take care of you.
- Tell him hello
for me, will you?
- Yeah, will do.
- Alright, alright.
These are shrimp,
these are veggies.
And that is a two piece.
That there is an eight ball,
and this one is an onion.
And this big puppy,
that is a quarter key,
and it's for me.
Alright.
Here you go now.
- See, once this is gone,
I'm sticking only
to the big stuff,
because I can't be
running around man.
It's peddling.
- You know, if you
count it in front of me,
it doesn't hurt my feelings.
- Hey, you don't
have to weigh it,
I don't have to count it.
That's the way it should be.
- [Charlie] I'd drink to
that if I was drinking.
(upbeat hip hop music)
Say, say, say
You ain't tried 'em all
Want me to bring it to you
Guess there's
nothing left to do
But to bring it
to you, to you
Whether not, you always open
Only for me
Got the super soaker
that you loved a lot
Bitch you at
Flashing, this be the action
Losing traction,
satisfaction
Guarantee, I see
How you look when
you looked at me
When I'm in those jeans,
suck in your spleen
Got the ability to bring
you off your ecstasy
Right here next to me
I can be
That nigga that you
love, that nigga
That nigga that you
need, that nigga
Put it in the hearse when
I beat it from the back
(knocking on door)
(singing)
(laughing)
(speaking in foreign language)
(gentle music)
- What the fuck are
you doing here, man?
- Yo.
Listen, I came to talk
about some business.
(shushing)
- Careful what you say.
Get the leaves.
Get the leaves.
- There are no fucking leaves.
- Yeah there are leaves.
Open your eyes.
- See the leaves.
- Alright.
- Yeah.
- So listen.
(shushing)
Grady--
- Don't, don't.
He's taking a nice vacation
from his stupidity, I know.
Okay?
He's got a big mouth.
- I'm taking over
for him right now, all right?
I'm gonna keep him in play.
I'm gonna pay his lawyer fees.
- You?
Listen, come here.
It's better for now that
he don't feel forgotten
in there, okay?
So I'm gonna get Marciel
to get with you, alright?
- Alright, cool.
- Okay, and if you owe me money,
you're gonna see me long
before you hear from me.
And that's not good.
Yeah?
- Yeah, yeah okay.
- Okay.
Now get out of here,
before I make you
do something stupid.
Like sweep my lawn.
(cell phone ringing)
- Yo.
What?
Yo yo yo yo, I don't mess
with anything that small.
I don't fuck with
users, you feel me?
I only deal with play makers.
Lose this fucking number.
(phone beeping)
(phone ringing)
Yo Charlie.
- Look at you, all dressed up.
- I'm blending
into the hood, yo.
I'm in camouflage.
I'm coming up.
- Alright.
- Damn.
- Charlie says he'll call you.
- I'm just dropping off
Charlie's favorite movie.
You got nothing to say?
'Cause I ain't hearing that.
- [A.J.] I know what you do.
- What did I do?
- I said I know what you do.
And if you'd listen,
what you'll never do
is standing right
in front of you.
Maybe you hearing that.
(phone beeping)
- Who's that girl?
Where did she come from,
how do you know her?
- I've known her
most of her life,
since she was a little girl.
- Some beautiful girl is
just hanging at your place,
all day all night like a cat?
I mean, that's her life?
What's the deal with that?
- She's just been having
a hard time lately,
trying to steer away
from an ex-boyfriend.
I'm just trying to help her out,
and let her stay
with me for now.
I used to be friends
with her mother.
Come by tomorrow, I
have something for you.
- Alright, peace.
- Were you mean to my friend?
What?
You don't like him?
- I've got a boyfriend.
- You told me you were
done with that creep.
(birds chirping)
- [Jon] Hey.
- Oh, Jonny.
Hey, how you doing?
- How are you feeling?
You've been outside today?
It's beautiful out there.
- I haven't been
outside in a long time.
- Well, you really
should get out there.
It's one of the nicest
days I can remember.
- I haven't been out of
the house in four years.
Unless you count trips
to the emergency room.
Does it count when
you're unconscious?
- Are you being serious?
I don't know whether
or not to believe you.
- No, this is my world, man.
It's where I live.
It's good, it's good.
But my weight exceeds the limit
of the imaginary elevator.
Sit down.
- [Jon] No, we're going outside.
- No, we're not going outside.
I got a book to read.
- You're going outside,
Charlie, it's ridiculous.
- Jonny.
- Four years?
- Will you stop?
I have a book to read.
No, no no no, Jonny.
- What the hell are you doing?
- Going out.
- Stuff.
- No, he's sick.
- Well, all the more
reason to go out.
You know, water,
sunshine, oxygen.
Everything the body needs.
Ask a plant, a
plant will tell you.
- He'll die.
He needs his meds.
(grunting)
- This ain't living.
You coming?
- No.
Bring him back up here.
- I'm not getting him back
up there now, come on.
Go up.
(steady instrumental music)
Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
Oh I can't believe
I made it here alive
But I have survived
I've realized
That I've arrived
- Hey, you were right.
The wind is great.
Whoa.
(laughing)
- You want me to take
you up to the pier?
Check out some boats?
- You know, I'm just gonna
sit here for a while.
- Alright, cool.
- I can make it back on my own.
These arms could
use the exercise.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm good.
- Alright.
- Yeah, you go ahead.
- Holler if you need me.
- Yeah.
- Look, I just wanted
to say I'm sorry.
I know none of this
would've ever happened
if it wasn't for you.
And I can tell
you're a good person.
It's just been really
hard taking care of him,
so I'm sorry if I came off--
- Hey, please.
He looks like he's doing good.
- Well Charlie has brain cancer.
And it's inoperable,
so he's terminal.
I just want him to be as happy,
and as comfortable as
he can be, you know?
- Well, he's too
busy enjoying himself
to be worrying about that now.
- Yeah.
- He's out cold.
I wish I could take
him some place good.
- He keeps talking
about the Grand Canyon.
- Really?
Imagine if we went
there right now.
He woke up and we were
parked right in front of it.
- That would be everything.
- If you could go
anywhere in the world,
where would you go?
- Bora Bora.
I saw it on TV once,
and there's this little
island called Toopua,
and I think you can walk
around the whole island
in like 20 minutes or something.
Beautiful sand, beautiful water.
So clean.
I imagine that nothing
bad could happen there.
- Sounds great.
I always tell myself
I'd buy myself
a ticket out of here
once I could afford one.
It's funny
how every time it seems to come,
I can never decide
when or where to go.
I just thought maybe
Miami, or San Francisco.
Brazil, I don't know.
- I can tell you'll end
up somewhere special.
- You can?
- Yeah.
- You too.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
(steady suspenseful music)
(sirens wailing)
Are you fucking kidding me?
- Hey, I'm here.
Yeah.
Are you close?
Okay, bye.
(light instrumental music)
- Hi.
- [A.J.] Hey.
Thank you.
- Yeah.
Is that why it's not
called that anymore?
They don't call 'em
pocket books anymore?
Watch your step,
close your eyes.
- Okay.
- Keep 'em closed.
Alright.
Alright?
Here we go, that feels right.
Oh my God, alright.
- [A.J.] Okay, where are we?
- [Jon] Keep 'em closed.
It's kinda dark in here.
- [A.J.] Okay.
- This way, watch your step.
Come on.
Here.
And sit down.
- This is where you live?
- Yeah.
- This is like the nicest
place I've ever seen.
- Not bad.
You know, you're the
first person to see this.
Nobody else even knows
this place exists.
- Oh my God, look at you.
You were so adorable.
- Yes, yep.
- How old were you here?
- I don't know,
I think I was like five.
That was my first day of school.
- You did it again.
- What?
- You showed me you.
Sometimes, you drop
all that gangster talk,
and you talk like you.
- I, um...
I got you something.
- What, really?
- Yeah.
I don't, I just keep
thinking about you,
and thinking about
how great you are,
and how much I like you.
And you know how you
were talking about
taking some time
away for yourself?
And how you try
to break the mold.
- Thanks.
- Anyway, here you go.
- What is this?
Plane tickets?
To where, it doesn't say where?
- Anywhere in the
world you wanna go.
Any time, any place.
Those are open-ended.
- Oh my God, are you serious?
- [Jon] Yeah.
- This is so crazy,
thank you so much.
- Don't worry about it,
of course.
- But I can't, I seriously
can't accept this.
- [Jon] What?
No, you have to. Why not?
- Because this is your dream.
This is what you wanted.
- Well, no, you really have to,
because they are non-refundable.
And that one with your name
on it is non-transferrable.
So they're yours.
- And the other one?
- Also non-refundable, but
that one is transferrable.
So you have a little
time to figure out
who you want to take with you,
or if you really want, you
could just use the second one
for another getaway
for yourself.
- This is too much.
These must have
cost you a fortune.
- Ah, no.
- Well,
I'll just have to think about
who I want to take with.
- Yeah.
(gates buzzing)
(steady music)
(car honking)
- The fuck you doing?
You know you ain't
safe right now, right?
- So many people came
here to pick you up.
You having trouble deciding
on who to roll with?
- Shut the fuck up.
- You shut the fuck
up and get in the car.
- Fast food now?
- Won't make you fast,
might make you rich.
- Mm hmm.
- [Jon] What's in the bag?
- No.
- Come on, dig deeper.
What's in the bag?
- Hold on, hold on,
hold on, hold on.
What the fuck is all this?
- Oh shit.
- What is all this, man?
- What, what?
Are you kidding me?
- Yo hold on, hold on.
- Come here.
Now are we back on, or what?
You come pick a nigga up from
jail,
fucking cocaine and money
and jewelry and shit.
- [Jon] That's how I roll.
- That's how you rollin'?
- Are we back or not?
I wanna hear you say it.
- That's how you rollin' now?
- That's how I'm rollin'.
- We back on.
- My man.
(upbeat hip hop music)
(laughing)
- Grady.
- Yo.
- How you been, man?
- Money can buy us, my friend.
- What's this area, what's this?
- Man, what does it look like?
I helped Jonny boy pick 'em out.
He won't take a
day off the grind,
but Grady, me and you,
we just go out there.
I know the best trails, man.
- [Grady] Nah, nah, Jon,
we gotta hit that up.
We gots to get up
on those things.
- Hey, there's somebody
I want you to meet.
A.J., this is Kelsie and
Grady, my good friends.
Yo, be polite.
Hey, hey hey hey hey.
What the hell is this?
No no, get this
shit out of here.
I don't like any of this shit.
Get it out now.
- Yo.
- Hey.
- Jonno.
- Yo.
Boy man.
- Yo, we need to talk.
- Alright talk.
- Can I holler at my man
in private for a second?
- No man, we're
all friends here.
It's all good.
- What's up with
you and that girl?
- A.J.?
She's my girl.
- How long you been seeing her?
- What?
Oh, shit.
What, you already hit
that or something?
Is that what this is about?
- Hell fucking no,
man, I'm serious.
That bitch is a fiend.
- [Jon] What?
- Look, she might look good now,
but a couple months ago,
she was looking like fucking
Tales From The Crypt.
- Alright, that's enough.
- Don't leave her in your house,
man.
- That's enough.
- Where's she at right now?
- Enough, alright?
- Yo, you know I ain't
gonna hold my tongue.
You want me to get
rid of her for you? I will.
- No, wait, hey, hey.
- Where the fuck is she now?
- Cristal, baby.
- [Woman] One, two, three.
(camera shutter clicking)
- Oh, it's such a
pretty picture.
You guys look so great.
Well, I got your cheers for you.
To Jon.
Fuck you, Jon.
Fuck all you guys.
That's what I got to
say to you, fuck you.
You like that?
Fuck you.
(glass shattering)
Oh, by the way, I stole
these glasses from you.
I'm fucking taking 'em.
Fucking piece of shit.
- Now it's a party, huh?
Let's turn this shit up, huh?
Come on.
(upbeat hip hop music)
A.J.
- Hey.
- You disappeared.
- Just felt like being alone.
- Feeling like
being alone, huh?
At her own party?
Everything okay?
- Yeah.
The party's great.
I just can't be in the
same room as that guy.
How does someone like
you even know him?
- Grady?
I mean, we grew up together.
- Just please don't believe
whatever he said about me.
- You don't have to worry
about what Grady says, alright?
Besides, Charlie already
told me all about you,
and why you stay there.
- Yeah, I take care of him.
- You sure about that?
It's not the other way around?
'Cause I heard it was
the other way around.
I heard he takes care of you.
- I've always taken care of him.
- Is it true you
got an ex-boyfriend
who won't take fuck off
for an answer?
- It's not like that.
- [Jon] How is it like, then?
- He's not that kinda guy.
- What kinda guy is he?
- I'm never afraid
of what he might do.
I'm just afraid of
what I might do.
- And what's that?
- I don't wanna talk about.
- You don't wanna talk about it?
- I'm just trying to
leave my past behind.
- No, hey, I get it.
You just want to leave
your past behind you,
you won't talk about it.
It's alright, 'cause
I'll find it for myself.
- Get out the way, get out of
the way.
- [A.J.] Jon, please, no, Jon,
please.
- Where is it?
What are you hiding, huh?
What is it?
What is this?
Is this for me?
- I don't think I want
you to have it anymore.
- Okay, listen, I'm sorry.
I am so sorry.
Please.
- I just feel like
I don't want you
to think like I'm
one of those people.
- I think you are unlike anybody
I have ever met before.
Okay?
(gentle music)
Why, I don't, why Charlie?
Why do you want to be around
all that dealing and using?
- I just needed a place to stay
to get away from my boyfriend.
- Do you still care about him?
- I care about you.
He was everything to me.
You can't just change
one thing in your life
and expect your
whole life to change.
You know?
That's why I have to
change everything in mine.
- Hey, hey, please.
I want you to stay, okay?
- I should go.
- Then let me pick
you up tomorrow.
Okay, let me pick you up.
- Same place?
- I will be there.
Okay?
Come here.
- [A.J.] I need to go.
(steady instrumental music)
(engine revving)
(water splashing)
- What's she like?
- Huh?
- Man, we all see the
way she acts around you,
you lucky mother fucker.
What's she like?
- A.J.?
- Kelsie.
- What?
- Just see if you
could keep up, alright?
You got the fast bike,
and when you get lost,
just hit me on the cell, bitch.
(engine revving)
(steady ominous music)
(muffled speech)
(machine beeping)
- [Doctor] So how
are you feeling?
You fractured your pelvis.
There's no way we can
splint or help the injury
with a cast.
You're just gonna have to wait
for the bone to heal itself.
- Jon, man.
Jon Jon Jon Jon,
this is bad, man.
Do you want me to
take off your helmet?
- God no, no no no no, don't
touch me, don't touch me.
- Oh fuck, we need to
get you to a hospital.
- That means you are
gonna have to stay in bed
until you feel
comfortable sitting up
and walking around.
That might mean
months of healing.
I've ordered you
some pain medication,
just for your comfort.
- [Dunphy] I called everybody.
The only one who hasn't gotten
back to me yet is Davies.
- Where's my phone, man?
I gotta make a phone call.
- I don't know, man.
You wanna try using my phone?
- No, I need my phone, man.
I need the numbers, the
numbers on my phone.
- We got the same numbers, Jon.
Who are you trying to call, man?
- I gotta call A.J.
- I got A.J.'s number.
- Jon, are you okay?
I got so scared when I heard.
I brought you licorice.
- Thanks.
Put it down.
- Grady wanted me to tell you--
- Kelsie, can you please
have Grady call me?
I need to find my phone.
- I already called
your phone, Jon.
If it was even close,
we would've heard it already.
- Grady's in jail.
They arrested him.
(light ominous music)
Grady wanted me to tell you
that he needs you to get
his X-Station from his car.
And he really wanted
you to get it.
I don't know what that means.
(thunder rumbling)
(rain pattering)
(cell phone ringing)
- Hey.
Where are you?
(light music)
I called you a couple times,
I didn't leave a message.
I don't want this damn
phone to take my money.
(coin clinking)
There it goes.
Hey look.
I'm really sorry
about last night.
It's almost 9:00, where are you?
I can't wait to see you.
Okay, call me.
Bye.
- No no.
Wrong number.
Wrong number, sorry.
Okay.
(steady ethereal music)
(phone beeping)
Is A.J. there?
Is this a payphone?
Hello?
- Paul Bunyan
returns to his crib
after taking out
trees with his body.
- Don't make me laugh, man.
Don't make me laugh.
(door creaking)
- Hey, man, you think
they're still in there?
I wish I had my cap with me.
- [Jon] You see anything?
- [Dunphy] No, there's
nobody up here.
- Oh, shit, this is real, dude.
Shit just got so real.
What the fuck is this?
That's it, man, I'm getting a
pit bull.
I'm getting a pit bull.
- Alright, just chill
the fuck out, okay?
- No one's gonna come
in this fucking house again.
- That's real, man.
Yeah, the dog idea's good.
We're gonna go on the dog idea.
- This is so fucked, man.
This is bullshit, it was staged.
- Man, I'm just glad I was
with you when it happened
'cause I don't like
being accused of shit that I
didn't do.
You see what I'm saying?
- It's all fucking
smoke and mirrors, man.
They came in and out
of the fucking window.
- Davies, man.
Think about it.
Fucking Davies, man.
I mean, who else knows
this place, right,
better than he does?
And your girl...
I mean, she wouldn't
steal from you because
it'd be like stealing
from herself, right?
I mean, you don't think
she'd steal from you, do you?
I'm just gonna go
check in the back.
Just chill out for just
one second, alright?
- Oh fuck.
(light somber music)
Shit.
(gasping)
(urine trickling)
Hey, Charlie.
Charlie, Charlie.
- Jonny, I've been calling.
- Yeah, sorry man.
I lost my phone.
- Are you alright, buddy?
- Mm hmm.
Is A.J. here?
- Well, listen, come in.
What happened?
You need to sit down?
- Mm mm, no.
No, I can't stay,
I gotta find A.J.
- Oh, I'm sorry about the place.
It bothers me so much to
be seen living like this,
but there's not much I
can do from this chair.
- I was supposed to pick
her up days ago, man.
- Whoa whoa whoa, you're hurt.
Is she hurt?
- No, no.
She wasn't with me.
But I cracked my pelvis.
- Your pelvis, man, how
are you even leaning?
(bottle rattling)
I wouldn't lean
to much on those.
- So, do you know
where she could be,
where she's at, anything?
- Look, you should worry
about yourself right now.
You need to heal up.
She's known for these
disappearing acts.
She'll come around.
I'm sure she's fine.
She's a smart one.
Hey, I love you buddy.
You take care.
- I love you too.
I wish I could
help you clean up, man.
I hate seeing you like this.
- You know, I never set out
to make a mark in the world.
I just don't want
to leave a stain.
I'll die if anybody sees me
living in filth like this.
- Hey.
A.J. told me about your cancer.
It's terminal.
- Ah.
It's all the same ending, kid.
We're all terminal.
(gentle music)
You'll find her.
- I'll see you soon.
- Yeah.
(knocking on door)
- Get him and kill him, Rolie.
(knocking on door)
- [Delivery Man] China Lantern,
delivery.
- [Jon] What?
- [Delivery Man]
Delivery, you called.
- I didn't order no delivery,
man.
- [Delivery Man] China Lantern.
- Hey, man.
I forgot.
How much do I owe you?
- 29 bucks.
- Okay.
Here, keep the change.
- Thanks.
- See ya.
Rolie.
What kind of guard dog are you?
(steady ethereal music)
(sniffing)
(phone ringing)
- [Grady] Yo, can you hear me?
It's me, Grady.
What the fuck happened to you?
- Man, you got to
knock it down a bit.
I can't take this.
- Yo, you high as hell.
- I got robbed, man.
They took all my product.
They took all my money.
- What, didn't I tell you?
Bounce that bitch?
- No no, it ain't like that,
man.
- Like what?
Put money first or
you get hurt, boy.
Yo, you better fuck
someone up quick.
Anyone, or it's open
season on that ass.
- We think we know who did it.
I keep hearing Davies, man.
I keep hearing his name.
- Listen, I ain't got much time
to be talking on this phone.
Yo, they trying to
extend my sentence.
My lawyer ain't picking
up the damn phone.
You gotta tell him
to come see me.
Yo, you gotta tell him.
- Tell who?
Who man?
Who do I tell?
Hello?
- Afternoon.
- Hi.
- How can I help ya?
- Can you please
help me refill these?
Thanks.
- I'm sorry, sir.
This prescription
refill's been satisfied.
I'm not authorized to
dispense a further dosage
without a new one.
- But.
I don't understand, man.
I need to get my medication.
This was prescribed to me.
- [Pharmacist] Yeah, I
understand,
but there's nothing that I can
do.
You're gonna have
to ask your doctor
to write you a new one.
- I don't know how
to contact him.
He's not my personal
doctor, you know?
He's, come on, man, I mean,
he's the guy at the hospital
that treated me when
I fractured my bones.
- Yeah, I understand sir, but
there's nothing that I can do.
- Are you serious right now?
That doesn't make
sense to me, man.
You're supposed to help me.
I'm supposed to get my
prescription
here, at the pharmacy where you
work.
You're a pharmacist, correct?
- Yes.
- How am I supposed to
handle this then?
You tell me, how do I
handle this?
- Is there anything
else that I can get you?
- This is bullshit.
It's bullshit.
(steady suspenseful music)
- Fucking junkies.
- Hey.
- Hey what?
You fucking think you know me?
What do you need?
- I guess like, 10,
20, how many you got?
- We only got like 600 pills.
I got 60s left.
- Alright, just
give me all of it.
- You know they're
60 bucks a piece.
When do I see the rest?
- Just call me Monday.
- No.
You know how this works, right?
You call me.
- Yeah, yeah we're cool.
- Yeah we're fucking cool.
You'd know it if we weren't.
Hey.
Monday is Monday.
Not Tuesday.
(engine revving)
(steady ominous music)
(knocking on door)
(banging on door)
- [Kelsie] Jon's not here.
- Do you know when
he'll be back?
- [Kelsie] Did you
check his house?
- Why don't you just tell him
that Dakin is here to talk to
him.
- [Kelsie] Do you want
me to give him a message
when I see him?
- No, I'll just come back by
a little later.
You gonna be around later?
Hey Jonny, you better
fucking call me.
- Yo Jon, what's up?
Did you get my extension yet?
- You look different.
(door slamming)
(steady suspenseful music)
(glass shattering)
(gasping)
Oh, hello!
Aren't you super cute?
Where'd you come from?
(dog whimpering)
What's in here?
Is this your toy?
This is not a toy.
(door slamming)
Is that your puppy in the room?
- Yeah.
Yeah yeah, I got a pit bull.
He's gonna guard my shit.
- Pit bull? He's so cute.
I think he's a French bull dog.
- No.
His name's Rolie,
he's a pit bull.
He'll roll up on you
and fuck you up.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
Is that Grady's?
- Yeah.
- Good.
He's been bugging me about it.
(door slamming)
(steady suspenseful music)
- [Davies] Oh, by the way,
I stole these glasses from you.
I'm fucking taking 'em.
- [Grady] Yo, you better fuck
someone up quick, anyone,
or it's open season on that ass.
- [Davies] Fuck you, Jon.
(shattering)
- Kelsie.
Kelsie, oh my God, Kelsie.
- I don't know what happened.
- Are you hurt?
- [Kelsie] I dropped the
dinner that I made you,
and I went and broke the bowl.
- What?
- I figured you'd be hungry,
so I made you tomato soup.
- No.
No, no.
I'm not hungry.
- [Kelsie] Are you
playing video games?
- No, no, I'm not.
- Jon, are you okay?
- Yeah.
Yeah, you keep asking me that.
- Are you sure?
- No, I'm lying.
(door slamming)
- [Kelsie] My mom always said,
"no one's a good liar unless
they're lying to themselves."
- I am not lying about myself,
to myself, okay?
Okay?
(door slamming)
- Are you on drugs?
- Get out.
Get out.
Get the fuck out.
(door slamming)
Charlie.
(steady somber music)
Charlie, buddy?
Char--
Charlie?
Charlie.
(weeping)
(phone dialing)
Hello, I was wondering if
could check in on my friend?
It's been a few days and
I'm starting to get worried.
Charlie.
(ominous music)
(phone ringing)
- [Attendant]
Promises Rehab Center.
How can I help you?
- [Jon] Hi.
My name's Jon, and I
have a problem.
- [Attendant] Well it's
really great that you called.
We can help you.
(eerie music)
(machine beeping)
- [Jon] How can you help?
- [Attendant] We specialize in
the treatment
for all types of addictions.
What are you using?
- [Jon] I'm not really sure
how to pronounce it.
Oxycodone.
- [Attendant] I've been
sober for four years,
and I've dedicated my
life to helping people
with all types of addictions.
And that one is the only one
that feels better than love.
- [Doctor] How are you feeling?
You fractured your pelvis.
- [Attendant] Please be
very careful,
'cause the side effects
include severe depression
and suicidal thoughts.
It's important that you get
professional help immediately.
(voices overlapping)
Jon, Jon, Jon! This is bad, man.
This is bad, man.
- [Jon] God no, no no no no.
Don't touch me, don't touch me.
(yelling)
- [Davies] Fuck you, Jon.
You like that?
(glass shattering)
- [A.J.] You did it again.
- [Jon] What?
- [A.J.] You showed me you.
(voices echoing)
- [Grady] I'm watching you,
bitch.
(ominous music)
- [Charlie] I never set out
to make a mark in the world.
I just don't wanna
leave a stain.
It's all the same ending, kid.
We're all terminal.
(birds chirping)
- [A.J.] It's me, A.J.
Look, I really need money.
Okay, I'm at Grace Heights,
number 302.
Bye.
(steady ominous music)
- A.J.?
Hey.
A.J.?
Hey.
Hey hey hey.
Hey, what's wrong, are you okay?
- [A.J.] You're here.
- Yeah, yeah I'm here.
Of course I'm here.
How long have you been
in this room, babe?
- I can't believe it's you.
I called you every single day.
- I looked everywhere for you.
I was so worried about you.
Look, come on.
Come on. We gotta go.
We gotta go, come on.
- No, no, no, I can't.
Can you help me, please?
- Of course.
- I just, I really need money.
- No, you need to
leave with me now.
You need to leave with me now.
- I can't, I can't.
- Come on, come on.
A.J., come with me, please.
- I can't, I can't.
- [Jon] Come with me, please.
- I can't. I can't.
- You have to.
(crying)
I wish,
I wish we could
run away together.
(somber music)
Fuck!
- He gone?
- Stop.
- Baby, where is it?
Where's the money?
Hey, hey, you said
you could get money.
- I don't know.
- Well, where the fuck is it?
- I don't know.
(suspenseful music)
(tires screeching)
- You wouldn't be avoiding me,
huh?
Is this a convenient
time for you to talk?
You look so glad to see me.
Look at you.
You fucking junkie.
You got my fucking money, right?
What, do you think
you're going somewhere?
No.
Open the door.
Open the fucking door.
- Fuck you, fuck you.
- Fuck me?
No, fuck you.
(pounding)
- Get the fuck off my car.
- You cock sucker, open
this God damn door.
- Twenty grand!
- Fuck you!
(yelling)
(tires screeching)
Get back here with
my fucking money.
(ethereal music)
(gentle music)
(knocking on door)
(dog whimpering)
- Hey, little buddy.
Where'd you come from?
I got your dog.
Let's go, Giant.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Jon] His name is Rolie.
- What?
- The dog.
Take care of him for me.
- Jon, fuck.
Dude, I'm hearing some
crazy shit about you.
Are you alright?
Where are you Jon?
- Hey, man.
I just wanna say, I'm sorry.
- Look, buddy.
I mean, you're freaking
me out right now, alright?
Where are you going?
- I'm going away tonight.
- [Davies] Yeah, where
are you going, Jon?
Jon, where are you going, man?
- I'm going away.
- [Davies] Jon, where
are you going?
Jon.
(gentle instrumental music)
(light singing)
(water splashing)
(airplane whirring)
("Better Than Love"
by Andy Lawrence)
I can't feel my head
straight no more
Because the world
is spinning
Around me, making me dizzy
I'm watching the days go by
Watching the days go by
Watching the days go by
Leaving me in the dust
Oh yeah, I can't get
my head sane no more
'Cause there's
nothing here baby
I love you baby,
but my love's no good
Watching the days go by
Watching the days go by
Watching the days go by
Leaving me here in the dust
Better than,
better than love
Better than love
Watching the days go by
Watching the days go by
Watching the days go by
Leaving me here in the dust
Hey
Oh, Lord forgive me
I can't take it no more
Oh, slave to abuse,
I am a slave to abuse
I am a slave to abuse
Hey, oh
Slave to abuse
I'm trained to you, I am
Better than love, oh
Better than love