You're lying to me.
What do you want me from me?
Stop lying to me.
That's exactly where I went.
I checked the mileage
on the car.
Don't talk to me
like I'm stupid.
How many times
do I have to tell you...
I've seen the way you
talk to him.
- No!
- You're making me look like a fool.
- Stop. No, please.
I don't believe you.
I'm sorry.
Please!
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!
Help me!
I see a remnants of it everyday.
What do you mean?
Last night I got a plate and
there was dried blood on it.
I guess I hadn't
cleaned it well enough
before putting it away.
Everything seems
so out of control.
- That's interesting.
Are you leaving soon?
Yeah, right after this session.
I need to finish
another session,
but I will meet you there, okay?
Okay.
Um...
Why was that interesting?
Your comment about control.
Domestic violence
isn't really about violence.
It is, but it's incidental
to something much deeper,
much darker.
What is that?
Control.
Your husband
wants to control you, Janet,
and that's why
he does what he does.
That's why he's a threat
to your daughter.
- What do I do?
- You'll do
what all parents do
when faced with
protecting their children.
You'll do what you must.
Marnie,
so good to see you.
Yeah.
Thanks, Logan.
I am sorry for being late,
but I am glad
we are able to meet here
and not in a courtroom.
I truly hope we can find
a solution to this situation.
Thank you, Father Michaels.
My client wants that, too.
You are moving?
Where?
When?
To California
at the end of the summer.
California?
My client has a
c-c-career opportunity.
I, I'm sorry, but "opportunity"?
What does that mean?
When will Hitch see Scottie,
then?
Just as the proposed
settlement indicates.
During the summers and holidays?
I am sorry,
but this is bullshit.
- Nice language.
- It's not my language.
I, I thought you wanted
to resolve this today.
What's to resolve?
All of this today,
that's what's bullshit.
Restlessness, impulsiveness,
drastic life changes.
She could be having
suicidal ideations
- for all we know.
- "Suicidal Ideations"?
Go fuck yourself, Hitch.
Go fuck myself?
Thanks to you,
that's about all I can do
these days.
Here's my answer to this.
You can go fuck yourself.
Oh my God.
- Hey!
- What are you doing here?
- What am I doing here?
- This is my work.
- You shouldn't be at work
if you're not gonna answer
my phone calls!
- Don't come to my work, okay?
- I'm gonna come to your work!
- It's over!
Take this.
I'm not joking.
- You get the fuck outta here!
- You can't come to my fucking...
hey, stop it!
- It's over! It's over!
- I'm not leaving!
Listen, I'm sick and tired
of this shit!
Oh, shit.
- I do not wanna see you anymore!
Cut this shit out!
Okay?
I'm not fucking kidding!
What?
Ah-hem.
Nothing to see here.
Go away.
Maybe I can help.
I...
I highly doubt it.
What do you think of bugs?
What?
They're stupid, right?
You turn on one of those
bright light thingies,
they just can't help themselves,
they fly right into it.
Every time. Pfzt!
They don't learn.
They're stupid.
But we're just as dumb.
Listen to me, go away!
It's what you're doing,
isn't it?
Are you fucking deaf?
He a doctor?
Surgeon?
Make a lot of money,
something like that?
Sounds like a pretty bright
light, isn't it?
Unless that's your first bruise.
I watched my dad
do the same thing to my mom
for years, okay?
I wanna help.
Do I look like a victim?
You certainly look hurt.
Sorry, but not so sorry.
I don't need your help.
Come by tomorrow.
3 o'clock.
Okay?
Hey.
I thought it was mommy's night.
It is.
It is.
I just had to see you.
We get to hang tomorrow night.
- Is that mommy practicing?
- Yep.
Do you like my friend Rufus?
Yes.
Any, uh, dinner requests
for tomorrow?
I want breakfast for dinner.
Pancakes with uh...
How much syrup
are we talking here?
- You know.
- So, enough to cover
the whole world,
or just North America?
The bigger one.
How long does she practice?
For forever.
Can I talk to her, little man?
You know, in college,
I would have to wait all night
to take your mom out,
'cause she'd never
stop practicing.
What're you doing?
I won't stay long.
I...
I wanna make nice.
Scottie, can you give your dad
and me a second?
Well, you sound amazing.
I'm really glad
you're playing again.
You can't do this.
You wanted to sell that thing.
You remember?
California?
Why California?
- I have an audition.
- Bullshit.
Hitch, nothing can change
what happened to me.
You're gonna have to learn
to accept that.
Did you brush your teeth?
Yes.
Can we play five questions?
Hmm, I don't know, peanut.
It's late.
I'm pretty tired.
Please?
Okay.
Question one.
Um...
what was the funnest thing
you ever did with dad?
Scottie...
- I don't know.
- Please?
You have to answer my question.
Well, I'm sorry,
I'm not gonna answer that one.
I don't wanna
talk about your dad.
Ask me another one.
But those aren't the rules.
You can ask me
any other question.
That's not fair.
Okay, it's been a long day.
I think it's time for you
to go to sleep.
Where'd you get this dog?
Daddy gave it to me today.
Time for bed.
Hi, um, this is
Marnie Hitchfield.
And I think
I need to make an appointment.
I need your help on a few things
with the building plans.
The investors
are coming tomorrow.
Reschedule the meeting.
I cannot reschedule again.
You know this is very important.
You don't even need me there.
Marnie is being unreasonable,
I understand.
But it can not sabotage
what we are trying to do.
Logan, she's trying
to take Scottie
2500 miles away from me.
Turn and look at me.
Hitch.
Look at me.
I know it is not fear you feel,
my friend,
but rage.
I know that.
But it's not right. I...
I shouldn't feel this angry.
I...
I know what it can do
to situations like this.
You're being threatened.
Rage is a natural response.
The rage is normal.
But what you do with it,
that can become dangerous.
I'm sorry.
Leave the plans.
I'll, uh,
I'll look 'em over
in the morning.
I nailed it, did I not?
I rung it.
You rang it.
I rung it.
- You did rung it.
- I know.
Look at you,
all grinnin'
like you just got laid.
Not that you'd know
anything about that.
You think I don't know romance?
You forget
I am married to the church.
I thought that was nuns.
Jesus likes
both priests and nuns?
Yes.
The church goes both ways.
Get the fuck out of here.
Gerald?
- You have one new message.
Hi, this is Bruno Daniels,
Marnie's attorney.
I'd like to discuss the, uh,
custody arrangement we proposed.
So...
You know, that thing
about therapists not starting
the conversation?
Yeah?
Well, that ain't me.
Tell me what happened.
- With what?
- With the fight the other day.
What's the back story there?
You know you've bugs in here.
It's an old building.
They don't want to be out
in the cold,
so they come in here.
And you said bugs are dumb.
Come again?
The other day
you said they were stupid.
But they kill
and eat their mates.
- That sounds smart to me.
- Yeah, but they have trouble
getting a second date.
I don't really wanna
talk about this.
Sorry, but not so sorry.
That's a fairly annoying phrase
you got there.
You'll use it now.
Just watch.
I'll wield it mercilessly.
So we just gonna
ignore what happened?
That sounds smart.
Whatever.
It doesn't matter now.
He was doing what men do.
Which is?
Get what he wanted,
and then leave me behind.
- Like I'm dirt, or trash.
- You know what, Grace,
to be perfectly blunt,
that sounds like a lot of drama.
Aren't you a little too old
for that?
Too old?
Thank you.
It's a realization
that always smarts.
I'm not even sure why I'm here.
- I doubt you can even help me.
- I know I can.
Yeah, your insults are already
making me feel better.
Now you know.
I don't bullshit.
What is it you want?
Why don't you start
by telling me his name.
You gonna go talk to him?
Nope.
I just wanna know who he is.
- The name is "Jeffries...
Stewart."
He works in the medical offices
off of 9 Mile and Big Beaver.
Scottie, don't forget the forks.
Second name, Wendice.
First name, Grace.
Age 29.
Female.
Can you get those
faxed over to me by,
um, tomorrow at the very latest?
Thank you.
You're gonna sleep well tonight.
What if I have a nightmare?
Okay, we all have them.
Even you?
Yeah.
But...
then I remember
that they're just dreams,
and they don't scare me anymore.
What's a nightmare you've had?
- I don't know.
- Please, daddy?
Just tell me.
I don't like it when I dream
that I'm all alone.
But then I wake up...
and I remember
that I have you,
and all those
nightmares just... whew...
drift away.
Hello, Mr. Hitchfield.
The custody arrangement?
Hitch, it's me.
Marnie.
- Hitch?
- Um, what do you want?
I need to talk to you.
Actually,
I want to talk to you, too.
Would you,
would you please just listen?
What?
I want to take Scottie with me
for my audition.
The one in California.
For how long?
A week.
Who all's going?
It's just us.
You're lying, aren't you?
- Hitch, please.
- I know what you're doing.
You're taking him out there,
gonna see how it goes,
see if he'll be okay out there.
- Isn't that a good thing?
- Marnie, No.
I'm not okay with this.
Are you out
of your fucking mind?
Seriously, you're going to yell
in a domestic violence clinic?
What is wrong with you?
Hey Alfredo.
Dirty Blonde, please?
Just get off work?
Yeah.
Brutal, man.
Total ass-fuck.
Cheers?
To what?
To brutal ass-fucks,
obviously.
They're certainly
worth cheering.
Stewart.
Gerald.
Wow.
What a mess.
You outta see my personal life.
All right.
Here's to sucking equally.
Hey, you mind if I get this?
Go right ahead.
Hello.
Hey.
Okay.
Is everything Okay?
Sure.
Yeah, Okay.
Yeah, I'll stop by tomorrow.
Okay, good.
All right.
Sounds good.
Bye.
So...
what do you do for work, Gerald?
It's boring.
Come on man, don't be like that.
What do you do?
I'm a therapist.
- A head shrinker.
- Yeah.
I shrink heads.
You ever do abuse cases?
Sure.
Fucking kids today
are such pussies, man.
You wanna know what abuse
really looks like?
How can I say no?
So when I was like...
ten or something,
I got this
really sharp pain
in my gut.
And um...
the only problem is,
is the old man doesn't
have insurance.
So about about
a week or so later,
the pain gets so intense...
I pass out in school.
My appendix had ruptured.
I mean,
it'd gone septic, man,
I almost died.
I should've died.
So my old man
makes his way to the hospital,
and the very first thing
he says to me...
And I kid you not...
is, "how could
you do this to me, man?"
To me.
That's difficult.
That bastard
was fuckin' brutal, man.
Seriously?
Look at this fuckin' asshole.
Hard to miss him.
Okay.
Stewart.
- Whoops.
- Why would you do that?
I mean, look at this guy.
He's like two inches.
You can't,
you can't just do that!
Was it a bit much?
A bit?
What the hell's
the matter with you?
I don't know, man,
you're the headshrinker.
You figure it out.
All right,
just 'cause you're angry,
doesn't mean
you can go around destroying
everything you see.
- Says who?
- Says who?
Karma's got an opinion
on that subject.
Karma?
Karma, seriously?
Listen, I save people's lives.
There's plenty left
on the credit side
of that ledger,
I can assure you.
It's a terrible way to live.
Oh, I know.
It's horrible.
I don't know
how I live with myself.
I mean, look at this piece
of shit I gotta drive every day.
I have two more just like it.
And you should see my house.
You should see my girlfriend.
Mmm-Mmm.
What about her?
She's amazing.
She's beautiful.
Smart.
Sexy as all hell.
Ugh.
And she plays the cello, man.
The cello!
Who plays the fucking cello?
Not many people.
No.
And you wanna know how we met?
I saved her life, man.
I don't give a shit.
That's my Karma, bro.
Hey.
You can kill yourself
if you try to drive right now.
Hey, get this.
Being drunk
increases your chances
of survival.
It's a statistical fact.
Your body like stays looser,
you know?
The drivers,
they always survive.
But you might wind up
hurting somebody else.
Yeah.
Okay, fine.
You're probably right.
I wanna show you something.
He's done this before.
Being stupid about men
is one of my endearing
qualities, Hitch.
I don't like it
when you're so hard
on yourself, Grace.
But I'm good at it.
Do you find yourself drawn to...
assertiveness...
strength?
Yes.
Assertive men
aren't all bad, Grace.
Just violently assertive men.
Why did you stay,
after it became violent?
- I don't know.
- That's a cop-out.
He gave me a way out.
Out of...?
Gary, Indiana.
And you haven't lived there
in how long?
Over eight years.
Amazing how
that follows us around,
isn't it?
Yeah...
amazing.
I wonder what
you would think of him
if you met him.
- But I did.
- You what?
- When? When did you see him?
- Last night.
But you said that you wouldn't!
I wanted to see
what I could see.
Which was...?
He's handsome.
A doctor.
He drives a nice car.
I see the appeal.
But I saw an abuser, too.
You did?
You really did?
I see what you see.
I see what you see.
Thank you.
I want you to tell him...
that you see him
for what he truly is.
- There's no way...
- Confront him.
Take back the power
that he took from you.
Besides, you just might save
someone else.
I don't think I can do that.
He's seeing someone new.
Who?
Who is he seeing?
- Sorry I'm late, babe.
- Oh, it's all right.
I got caught up on the news.
What's going on in the world?
Uh, calamity.
Catastrophe.
Death.
Nothing interesting.
So, you said you wanted to talk
about something?
Is, is everything okay?
I set it.
I set my audition.
Right.
That, that's great.
You okay?
Yeah, yeah, I just...
When you said
you wanted to talk,
I, I got nervous.
Why?
I don't know.
I just kept thinking that
you were gonna wake up
one of these days and realize
that you don't
wanna do this anymore.
- Why would you think that?
- I don't know.
I just get nervous.
That's all.
Who is that?
Oh, it's nothing.
So, Scottie's not home, is he?
- Mmm.
- Hmm?
- No.
- No?
Look at that.
That has healed nicely.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
You know, I got a great idea.
What's that?
When we get back
from California,
why don't we go spend a week
up at my cabin.
Just the two of us.
Nice and romantical.
- That could work.
- Yeah?
Mm-hmm.
We could sleep in all day,
go for long walks on the beach.
Have you ever been
to the dunes before?
- No.
- No?
Oh God, it's like a...
it's like an alien land.
You're gonna love it.
So, what do you say, huh?
You down?
- Oh, I'm down.
- Oh really?
Hey, where were you
when I called you last night?
It sounded like a bar.
It was.
It as ridiculous.
Really?
Mm-hmm.
What were you doing?
I was playing darts,
of all things,
with a domestic violence
counselor.
If you can
imagine me hanging out with
somebody like that.
Excuse me.
May I help you?
I came here to warn you.
What?
Don't trust him.
Excuse me?
He's an asshole
who likes to hit women.
So, don't trust him.
What are you talking about?
Tell her, Stewart.
Who is this?
Look, I'm really sorry
about this.
You know her?
Yes.
- We knew each other.
- Knew each other?
We dated for two years,
you asshole.
Grace, we broke up
over a year ago.
Okay, I don't know
what's going on here,
- but could you-
- He hit me.
He, he choked me.
He called me a bitch.
A whore.
And I'm not the first.
He's done this before.
What is this?
Look, Marnie...
Is it true?
Yes.
I mean, yes and no.
I was arrested,
but it was a long time ago,
and the charges were dropped.
And I swear I never did anything
- to hurt her, ever.
- You're a liar.
She's insane.
Okay?
She's stalks me,
broke into my house,
claimed she was pregnant.
Follows me to my work.
I mean,
how did she even know
I was here?
How did you find him?
Who gave this to you?
Uh, my therapist.
Is his name Hitch?
Hitch, Gerald?
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait, wait, what?
Someone's at the door.
Go back to bed, Scottie.
- Ugh!
- Please. Please...
tell me, this is some mistake.
Please?
Have you lost your mind?
You pull this shit,
right after we get funding?
- What have you done?
- It's not that simple.
It is not?
Is he dating Marnie?
How could you be so selfish?
This could cost us everything!
Cost?
Marnie is trying
to take away my son.
And she's paying for it by a man
who beats up women!
Now do you get that?
You get the irony there?
These women come to us for help!
And you betrayed that.
Do not come back
to the clinic tomorrow.
Did you do something bad?
No.
No, I didn't.
I knew he looked familiar.
He was there that night
you came to the E.R., wasn't he?
I don't know.
I imagine he was.
So he was stalking me.
That's how he found out
about Grace.
Man, you got a crazy, crazy ex.
Look.
I was arrested.
I was young,
and I...
I made a stupid mistake.
Okay?
I just can't have
stuff like that around Scottie.
I mean, what would've happened
if she came over
while he was here?
I know.
Look.
I am so sick of this place.
Just get me out of here.
- There is no excuse
for what he did.
None whatsoever.
Let me record that on my phone.
I bet my attorney
will like that.
May I show you something,
please?
Grace, I want you to know
what we are trying to do here.
Helping sad women, father?
No.
Helping women
reclaim their strength, Grace.
Just what do you want from me?
I'm asking for your forgiveness.
If you sue,
you will shut this place down.
That's not fair.
You should not have
hired wackos.
I did not set this place up.
Hitch did.
He hired me.
I cannot count how many times
he has helped.
I thought you were in charge.
I am, now.
What happened?
His wife, Marnie, got sick,
and he left to take care of her.
She got better.
And once she was better,
she left him.
You don't have to worry, Logan.
- She can't sue the clinic.
- I can't?
- You just watch me.
- Hitch, you cannot be here.
She has no leverage.
Ms. Wendice here
has a felony record.
- That's in the past.
- Yeah,
but the warrant out of Indiana
for felony identity theft
and credit card fraud,
that's still in the present.
I wouldn't put the clinic
at risk, Logan.
- You should know that.
- So, what?
You think I'm a liar?
- He really did those things.
- I know.
I know he did.
But I meant for us both
to get what we wanted.
Bullshit!
You're an asshole
just like everyone else!
S-s-sign this.
- Or else?
- Get censured
by the State Board,
l-l-lose your license.
L-lose in court,
lose your s-s-s-s...
Son, right?
You committed at least
five serious violations of your
p-p-professional ethics,
Mr. Hitchfield.
Sign this, now.
Signing this means
losing my son.
Sorry...
but not so sorry.
You know, if, if you
just would've gone to court,
you never would have lost.
I told Marnie this.
That stutter.
It must've been quite
an impediment to overcome
being a lawyer, I'd imagine.
Yes it-it was.
But that's all anybody
ever notices about you,
isn't it?
Not your suit.
Not your tie.
Just that abominable,
insufferable s-s-st...
stutter.
Now, try saying
that five times fast,
B-Bruno.
If he ever lays a finger
on my wife
or my son...
You'll do w-what,
Mr. Hitchfield?
P-p-press charges,
counsellor.
So you finally decide to come.
Thanks for the fucking scarf.
Sign this.
No.
Goddamn it, Hitch.
Sign it, let me go.
No fucking way.
Even though I can destroy you?
Even though I absolutely will.
Why are you sleeping out here?
Why do you have that door locked
from the outside?
It's for storage.
You're lying.
Marn...
Come on, babe.
Marnie?
Hey!
Don't you fucking...
Come on!
Gerald Hitchfield!
What would your mother say?
Hitch, what is this?
Did you move this all in here
from the old house?
Oh...
Do you think that feelings
echo...
like sound?
I come in here
hoping that they do.
Two of six.
- Maybe seven.
- Maybe seven.
That could have been us.
The crazy family.
All those little...
- Stop it.
- I know we can't have that
but can't we just...
Just, just say something.
Just say something.
Don't I deserve that?
You've never even given me that.
Stop thinking
that there's a reason,
a justification.
How can I not?
How can you not?
Because it nearly made me
go insane, okay?
But I did nothing wrong.
I didn't give you that cancer.
I didn't...
I didn't take away our daughter.
We didn't even know
what it was...
Oh, we knew.
We knew.
And we loved her.
Hitch, what do you want?
I want it all...
I want it all to make sense.
Like going in for an ultrasound
and finding out I'm gonna die?
That kind of sense?
In what world do you live?
Sign it.
Sign.
Sign it, please.
Sign the document, Hitch.
Please.
I don't want to hurt you...
but if I have to,
I'll make it so that you
don't even see Scottie
every other fucking Christmas.
No, please?
Please? I'm sorry.
I'm sorry!
Gerald?
What do you want?
An apology?
What you did you to me
was really fucked up.
Well...
you were less important to me
than my family.
Keep selling
that heroism shit
to yourself.
We both know you are a bought
and paid for asshole.
Let me show you something.
Maybe I'll seem
a little more human to you.
Hmm.
He's handsome.
Such a cutie.
I can't lose him, Grace.
You understand that?
Yeah.
What're you gonna do?
Just get rid of him.
You'd already thought of that.
Hey, parents
keep their kids safe.
That's what they do.
It ain't a sin.
I don't believe in sin.
I want us both
to get what we want.
That is what you said.
I believe you.
I can help.
This is only for Scottie.
To keep him safe.
That's it.
What other reason
would there be?
Do you, um, want Scottie
for the whole week
when we get back?
Why, you got plans?
Okay, I'm out of here.
I'll be back to pick up Scottie
so you have plenty of time
for your audition,
- okay?
- Okay.
Fuck, Marn, can't you...
can't you just feel it?
I mean, look at this.
You know?
It's...
We're not moving yet.
I know, I know.
I'm just...
getting excited
about the possibilities.
That's all.
You know?
I mean,
I already feel cleaner.
I know.
I'm out of town at the moment.
Soon.
It's bad, isn't it?
Mom?
Mom?
- Please.
- Mom?
I'm coming
My audition is coming up.
I know.
When I'm gone
are you gonna be okay?
Yes.
Hey.
Hey.
You know
you're my universe, right?
What do you think?
You like it here?
I like the swings
at home better.
Me, too, babe.
Me, too.
This isn't about him.
This is about Scottie.
Okay, it's about Scottie.
Are you just gonna leave him
with Stewart?
Can you take that risk?
Don't bargain with me
using my son as currency.
There are other risks.
A risk in doing something,
a risk in doing nothing.
Both big risks.
And you think killing him
is the right risk?
I wasn't talking about him.
What?
- Fuck no.
- What's to keep
the next asshole she meets
from being a threat to Scottie?
This is an aberration.
Because your experience
tells you
that a woman who dates an abuser
never does it again?
If I remove him,
she'll come back.
Okay?
She'll have no choice.
I'm a woman, Hitch.
Trust me.
And if the other choice
is thermonuclear war,
we always have a choice.
That's not her.
Okay?
I know her.
Oh yeah?
Why did she
still choose Stewart?
I don't believe in violence
against women.
Are you sure about that,
Mr. Hitchfield?
Ugh!
Fuck you!
Fuck!
Parents keep
their children safe.
It's what we do.
It's not a sin.
- Where are you?
Right where you left me.
I need to talk to you.
About..?
I've been thinking
about what I saw.
- About that room.
- It's no longer an issue.
I'm worried about Scottie,
about him staying with you.
It's my job to take care of him.
Typically,
it's the father's responsibility
to care for his family.
We're not a family anymore.
No, we're not.
You, uh...
you wanna tell me
about your audition?
No.
Okay.
I'm...
I'm having second thoughts
about moving out here.
- So what do you think?
- It's perfect.
Untraceable.
If you can do it.
Don't worry.
I can do it.
May I have that thing?
You mean my taser?
It's strong enough to take down
a very large man.
- I'm not gonna need it for one.
- What do you want?
- Enjoy the week, asshole.
'Cause when it's done,
I'm taking Marnie
and Scottie with me
to California.
Enjoy the week
She'll leave you
just like she left me.
We'll see about that.
This thing we're doing...
we're doing it together.
It'll bind us together forever.
- Are those the dunes?
- Yep.
I need to go into town tomorrow.
Is that okay?
Yeah, yeah, sure.
Why not.
Uh, Logan?
You got time for an old friend?
Please, come in.
My cancer has come back.
Marnie, I am so so sorry.
I needed to talk to you
about Scottie.
I need to make sure
that he's okay after I'm gone.
Won't Hitch take care of him?
No.
He can't.
Why not?
Because there
is something wrong
with Hitch.
That tastes funny.
Have some more.
Can we play five questions, dad?
Sure.
Um...
what was the funnest thing
you ever did with mom?
Um...
when we were first dating,
your mom and I took this
epic hiking trip,
to an island
called Isle Royal.
And we saw wolves
and bears and moose,
if you can believe that.
Sounds incredible, doesn't it?
Yeah.
She was...
so...
alive.
I wish you could've known her.
I do know her.
Not like she was.
Is that why
you don't like her anymore?
Time to go to sleep, buddy.
But I got four more.
It's already logged in.
Just go online, buy some stuff,
but not too much.
Get what I'd get, okay?
Not what you'd get.
I need your cell.
- Why?
- I'm taking it with me.
Why would you do that?
Well, I'm sure
not using my phone.
I don't want you using mine.
Well, we need my phone here,
don't we?
And I don't have another phone.
If something
goes wrong out there,
you're gonna want me
to call you.
You should've gotten a burner.
Keep it turned off.
I will.
Can I trust you?
I'm asking
the same thing
about you.
Welcome home, dear.
Hello?
Uh...
hey.
How's it going?
I didn't realize
you were gonna be gone all day.
I'm sorry I'm late.
Sorry.
Yes, you certainly
sound like you are sorry.
Listen, Stewart.
I don't...
When are we gonna
talk about your audition.
Okay?
We still haven't
talked about it.
You haven't told me how it went.
I didn't audition.
There wasn't one.
What the hell
are you talking about?
Stewart, wake up.
California is gone.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Were you ever,
ever serious about California,
at all? Ever?
I fucking knew it.
Hitch was right.
You fucking cunt.
Don't talk to me like that.
Oh, It is a harsh word, I agree.
But if the shoe fits...
You know what?
Guys don't play this way.
We don't fuck with
people's emotions.
If we've got
our doubts about something
we just say it.
We don't play fucking games.
My life, and my future,
isn't a game to me, Stewart.
I am trying to...
- Shut Up!
- Ahh!
What the fuck?
I'm sorry, you cunting
with your cunting little cunt?
I'm sorry, I cunt hear you.
Could you please cunt again?
Oh, I'm sorry, Marn.
Does my language
offend you, Marn? Huh?
Fuck you.
Say it again.
Say it again.
Yeah, I dare you.
Come on.
Fuck it.
Fuck you.
Fuck You.
Fuck You.
Say it again!
Say it again.
Now that I did't expect.
Who is it?
Oh, fuck you.
Please.
Please.
Make this easy on me.
Hitch, are you here?
Scottie.
Oh my God.
Why would you leave
the taser here?
Please.
You must look after Scottie,
something is not right.
They always leave me.
Always.
But I had figured out
how to stop that.
Oh, Hitch,
you have to stay with me.
You have to.
Ms. Wendice,
I do not understand,
but I am telling you,
you must go look at Scottie.
- Something is wrong...
- He's fine.
Hitch just drugged him
with some sleep medicine.
Please,
Ms. Wendice!
Something is not right
with that boy.
Here.
Hands and feet.
Put it on him.
Arms behind.
Tight, tight.
Tight!
Now step away.
Is Scottie Okay?
Now do you see
what a threat
this man is to my son?
You're no better than me, buddy.
Yes I am.
I'm a father.
I knew you were too much
of a pussy to use that.
- It's time to, uh...
- Hey, hey.
Keep quiet, Stewart.
Okay... okay, okay, okay,
okay, okay!
- Marn? Marn!
- Stewart.
Shh! Now...
- let's see...
- No, no, no!
If you really are
a heartless bastard.
What the fuck is wrong with him?
He like pale as shit!
Why didn't you take
the taser with you?
I'm a witness.
I'm a witness.
Of course, I'm a witness.
And my phone and my car.
- Fuck!
- What is it?
He's going to frame me,
he's gonna use
my own taser on me,
and then he's gonna make it
look like I cut and run.
Hitch wants to fuck me over?
I can fuck him over.
What is Hitch doing?
He's gonna kill Stewart.
And then Marnie.
And then me.
But he's not the only one
capable of murder.
What?
No, Grace!
He's just a boy!
Please, Grace.
I can help.
Please, Grace.
No!
Please, don't do this!
Please, Grace.
No!
You just killed him.
Well, that was the point.
He's threatened
to take away my son.
Marnie!
Stop!
Marnie!
Marnie!
We need to discuss
the custody arrangements,
Marnie!
Marnie!
Stop!
Marnie!
Enough.
I have had enough.
Where the fuck are you?
Ugh!
Gerald?