All language subtitles for Anchorage.2023

What do I say about my brother John?

Hello?

Can you just give me a fucking minute here man?

Please? Thank you.

Hey, yo, John.

I had another one of those crazy dreams last night, bro.

It was fucking crazy.

You and me were at some bar, you know

getting fucked up, taking shots

just having a fucking ball!

And then, you started some shit with some guys,

and it got real bad, John.

I mean, it got fucking real bad. Whoa!

I mean, fucking bartender hops over the bar,

grabs a bar stool

and fucking wacks someone with it.

And then, you crack some dude's skull open

with a fucking bottle,

you and me were coated in blood

and it looked like some crazy type of war shit,

You know that type of shit

where you forget where you're at?

And then, when it all finally dies down and stops,

it wasn't the cops that showed up.

We turn around and it's Ma sitting there.

She'd been watching us the whole time.

Shut the fuck up, man.

And she looked like,

like she looked like she did when she was sick. Ya know?

Yeah.

Barely holding on.

Fucking scarf on her head.

Yeah and she was just watching us, man.

Like,

looking at us.

Yeah.

Take your vitamins yet?

No, I'm not hungry.

Come on, buddy, a little Vitamin C

to start your day off right.

Let's get rich.

Think about this, bud.

We've been surrounded by free money

our whole fucking lives.

Buddy, they prescribed it to you as a little kid.

You were a fucking child

and you were eating this shit.

Free fucking money,

it's sitting around.

All we gotta do now is scoop it up,

and cash it in.

Hey.

I wanna share with you some stuff

that my mind has been marinating on lately.

I've been reading and collecting verses

and I just think there's a conversation here.

Do you know that in a race, all the runners run,

but only one gets the prize?

That means we all start out equal,

in the same place.

Why do some of us strive and thrive?

And why do some of us fall behind?

Do not just shadowbox, I love that.

Shadowbox, dodging, left, right, avoiding.

Head-on we go.

We go into it head-on with confidence.

That's how we win this race.

That's how we get the prize.

There is so many fucking people on this planet.

Hey, you got a little um...

A little warning?

A little warning.

Johnny Officer, Johnny Law.

♪ Mine eyes have seen the glory ♪

♪ Of the coming of the Lord

♪ He is driving down the highway in a '57 Ford ♪

♪ With one foot on the throttle ♪

♪ And another on a bottle

♪ Of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer

♪ Glory! Glory! Hallelujah

♪ Teacher struck me with the ruler ♪

♪ So I shot her in her seater

♪ with a 45 repeater

♪ And she ain't comin' back no more ♪

Get the boil goin', huh?

Get that boil goin'!

Put a little hair on your chest, already.

And one for the chef.

Here we fucking go.

Oh, a little bump in the road.

Here we go.

You know what that means.

A little bump in the road.

- Ready?
- All right.

Hold on to your butts.

Ready?

Wait for it. Wait for it.

All right, now, put it in reverse.

- I wanna do one.
- Hell no, man.

- Come on, I wanna do one.
- Hell no.

That's not fucking fair, come on.

We're going north.

All right, then turn around and go for it.

Nah, man.

Whatever, I'm doing two then.

Okay.

Are you sure you wanna go again?

Let's fucking go.

'Cause, you know, last time

you barely made it halfway through.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's go.

- All right, one more thing before I start.
- Yeah?

- You gotta keep tempo with me.
- Yeah.

I'm not slowing this down

to teach it to you.

Okay, all right, all right, all right, all right.

I hear you, let's go.

- All right?
- Let's go.

♪ Flee fly flo

♪ Amma lamma kuma lamma amma lamma vista ♪

♪ Oh no no no, not the vista

♪ Eenie meanie este meanie ooh wachawanameanie ♪

♪ Ahcha meanie oohwachawanameanie wa ♪

♪ Beatinbellyotindotin

♪ Boboskidditindottin

♪ Boboquattindottin

♪ Bottindottinchow!

♪ Beatinbellyotindotin

♪ Boboskidditindottin

♪ Boboquattindottin

♪ Bottindottinchow!

- Oh shit!
- Ciao motherfucker!

- Ciao! That's how the.
- Hell yeah, dude!

- Italians say goodbye, baby.
- That shit's what

- I'm talking about. Ciao, baby!
- Goodbye, baby!

Ciao, bella!

Damn, you finally got it, man.

I'm learning, I'm learning.

Now you can teach it to people.

That's how it goes.

Ma taught it to me. I taught it to you.

You remember that nursery rhyme?

Yo, how'd it go again?

Which means there's this one little peat mouse.

And he wanted to buy something.

So he went to city hall,

but he got lost.

So instead, he sat in the green grass

and completely pissed his pants.

Yo, John, I got some advice for you, man.

- What do you got?
- With a haircut like that,

you shouldn't be speaking German.

- Motherfucker!
- That's what I'm saying

about that! Leather jacket. Skinhead.

Shit man.

Jesus Christ on a fucking crutch man.

This shit is even more beautiful

than I ever fucking imagined.

Shangri-La, Shambala, Xanadu.

Your very own private Hearst Mansion.

And kids, the best part is, it comes with a pool.

Ya know when California goes through the ocean,

this will all be beach side estate.

Someone bring me a martini.

I'm gonna do a dive.

Yo John,

I'm not sure the car is gonna make it

all the way, man.

What do you mean?

You feel it over the bumps and shit like that?

The suspension is dropping. It feels rusty. You know?

So we'll take it to a shop once we get up there.

Yeah, but I'm just saying like, I don't know.

We've been on the road for a week already.

Got another 3,000 miles to go.

We gotta drive all the way up the coast

with the salt in the air and all that shit?

And the gas too.

We spent $500 on gas just to get this far.

Let me ask you some Jacob,

how much of your fucking grill cost?

Why the fuck you gotta keep bringing that up, man?

I can spend my money however the fuck I want to. Damn.

Bro, I'm just saying,

what the fuck are you worried about gas for?

But what I'M just saying is like,

listen.

We're in the middle of the fucking desert, right?

Right.

We've driven all this way.

Correct.

We're in California.

Yeah.

What's the biggest place in California?

I don't know Jacob, the fucking ocean.

No bro.

LA.

What about it?

LA bro. Hollywood.

It's like the land of the movie stars.

I mean, there's real money there.

People are flying in from all over the country,

all over the world,

similar like they do in Florida.

But, instead it's real money.

Not just Miami trash.

We're talking about rich movie stars

with drug problems kinda money.

Okay, okay.

What is your fucking point?

I'm just saying like

we could sell these pills literally fucking anywhere, man.

People are gobbling this shit up

in every state in the country

and we're trying to drive across

two fucking borders to get to Anchorage,

bumble-fuck Alaska for what?

Set up a fucking trap house in an igloo?

Bro, let's just run those Los Angeles numbers

real quick here, okay?

Tell me, what does one pill cost us?

Nothing, we jacked 'em.

Absolutely correct. Literally cost us fucking nothing.

Now that one pill in Los Angeles,

you know what it's gonna be worth?

15 fucking bucks.

And you know why?

'Cause there's clinics all the way

from Beverly Hills down to Skid Row.

We could sell 'em for 25.

I know kids who sold 'em for 25.

All right, let's say 25 then.

So you can do for 25, okay?

Anchorage, Alaska? 10 times the fucking amount.

Okay? 250 dollars a pop.

You keep saying 250 John.

Who the fuck is buying a pill for 250?

That's what fucking Ugly said.

He went up there with a couple few bottles came back.

Oh, so Ugly says that you can sell them for 250

and you believe that shit, but you won't listen to me?

I don't know, bro.

How about a buck 50?

Buck 50 is too high, man.

Okay then say 100 dollars a pop Jacob.

Bro, you gotta realize something here, okay.

What we're talking about is Alaska,

okay,

fucking fishermen.

These goddamn bastards go out on a fucking boat

for three to five months at a time,

and when these crazy assholes come back with their five G's,

guess what they wanna do?

Get fucked up.

All right. So stop me when I'm wrong, Mr. Hollywood.

We got 30 pills to a bag.

We got three bags per teddy bear.

That would be 90 pills per teddy bear.

Now, we got 40 fucking teddy bears in the trunk.

90 times 40, if you do the math,

which I have, is 3,600 pills.

Three-six-zero-zero.

Okay, now your trunk in Los Angeles at $25 a pop

is worth 90 grand.

You know what 90 grand is gonna get you bro in Los Angeles?

- What John?
- It's gonna get you a year worth

of fucking bus rides brother.

Now that same fucking trunk in Anchorage, Alaska?

360 thousand dollars, bro.

That's over a third of a million dollars bro.

And that's if they go for a hundred a pop.

But Jake, if you still believe in the fucking dream

like I still believe in the fucking dream,

and you know we can push 'em for 250,

like I know we could push 'em for 250?

Then that little trunk of yours out there brother,

900 thousand dollars.

My brother, you're a millionaire already.

I'm looking at a millionaire right now

and he won't even accept it.

Well, accept Jake. Accept it bro.

Because it all becomes very fucking real the second we get

to Anchorage, Alaska.

Shit.
- Right?

Damn.
- A million dollars bro.

How're you gonna turn down a million dollars

'cause you wanna go see the fucking ocean?

Guess what?

They got the ocean up in Alaska too, bro.

That's where all these fucking fishermen go

to catch the little fucking fish.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You know what I'm saying? Movie star what, movie star who?

You wanna go visit the walk of fame?

All right, I get it.

I've been to Los Angeles bro.

Here's an insider tip.

All it is, is a Steely Dan song.

You got seagulls, you got gridlock and that's about it.

John, all right, I get it man.

You know what I'm saying, let's do it bro.

Let's keep going to Anchorage.

No Jake.

Let's get fucking rich buddy. It's our fucking turn.

Seriously, man.

I mean it's like,

you know some people are already making some serious money

off of this shit. So why not you and me?

A million bucks bro.

A million bucks man?

Yo, I'm tired of being poor, man.

I feel like I fucking smell poor.

Jake, you gotta stop thinking poor buddy.

You gotta stop thinking poor. That's the first move.

A million bucks?

A million fucking bucks.

Yo, I'm not gonna have eight gold teeth.

I'm gonna have 48 gold teeth.

My brother, I'm gonna buy you extra teeth

so you look like Jaws, like a shark.

I'm gonna have six sets. Now that's a flex man.

Don't flex too hard. Don't flex too hard.

Fucking rose gold,

platinum, diamond studded.

Every kind of K you can think of.

Now we're talking.

See that's what's good. This is what's good.

Yo, I'm gonna have a watch

for every fucking day of the week, man.

No, fuck that. You're gonna have a watch

for every day of the month.

Fuck that, I'm gonna have a watch

for every hour of the fucking day.

You're gonna have a watch for every day of the year

so you got an extra watch on leap years, buddy!

Yo, you know what I'm not gonna buy though?

- What's that?
- Fucking 20 new suits

and matching red bottom shoes. Fuck am I wearing suits for?

Bro, you know what I am gonna buy though?

What?

Nothing.

- I'm gonna buy fucking nothing.
- All right.

Why, you buy a house

and now you gotta white picket fence and a truck

and some kids and a dog and 2.5 kids,

and there's more kids. I'm not doing that shit!

Where you getting kids from John?

Bro, I ain't doing it Jacob.

Who the fuck is giving you kids John?

Bro, I'm sitting on a mountain top

and I'm throwing paper airplane $1 bills

into the fucking ocean, bro.

- Hell yeah.
- Huh?!

- What?
- Tell 'em!

Yo. Yo. I got Oxies and... and Roxies.

And Xanies and Norcos.

I got a trunk full of pills

that we licked from the East Coast.

I'm driving 'cross the country,

burning rubber like some burnt toast!

He's from Sistrunk. I'm from Chicago.

- What?
- We came to get drunk.

Y'all know you can't even fuck with me bitch.

- What?
- You know why?

I'm about to fucking be rich.

And if you're talking shit

I got my bat to bust you some stitches

because you just little bitches and next thing you know,

y'all be swimming with the fishes!

Two brothers getting fucked up rolling fatties.

Never let my brother drive because he crashed my Caddy.

That's why I got this busted out whip.

- Haddy!
- Fuck yo Daddy!

- Yeah, that's right. That's right.
- That's right.

Fuck you man.

I don't feel...

You all right buddy?

Walk it off, come on, get up.

Walk it off a little bit.

Walk around a little bit Jake.

Just take a few steps, you'll feel better, buddy.

Jake, come on!

Help me out. Help me out. Stand up a little.

Stand up with me buddy.

There you go.

No, you're good. You're good.

All right, lets just walk a little bit.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

All right, Let me try this again.

Get up, all right there you go.

Put your left arm around me now, okay.

Here we go.

All right, now listen to me.

Your left foot is George

and your right foot is Washington.

Okay?

George. Washington.

You're doing it.

George. Washington.

George! All right!

All right, okay.

That's all right, man.

We got you buddy.

You're gonna be fine.

You're gonna be fine, man.

Just come back to me.

It's all right.

It's all right.

It's okay.

You're fine man, you're fine.

Just stay here, stay with me.

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Hey John?

John!

Fuck!

- No no no no.
- Ok alright, ok, haha...

- Jake, come on! Come on!
- Get off me!

- Come on motherfucker!
- Get the fuck off me!

Let's go!

Get the fuck off me!

That's right! What son?!

Sistrunk motherfucker!

Let's fucking roll.

What the fuck did you do that for huh?!

What the fuck were you thinking, man?

How did that get started, John?

I had that shit under control and by the way,

I don't need you coming

in fighting all my fucking battles all the time

neither, thank you very much.

I'm walking down the road, looking for my car,

I see you getting jumped by two fucking assholes.

Here's a solution Jake.

Don't be walking down the fucking road.

You're breathing down my neck, bro.

You are breathing down my fucking neck man.

Who started the fight John?

You! You came in with your little baseball bat,

like a fucking berserker

and you're busting in heads left and right.

Fuck am I supposed to do about that?

Yo, when have I ever let you take my car?

What the fuck does that have

to do with anything man?

Listen, I was gonna dump

a couple of Roxies to these assholes,

I was gonna get you some champagne,

I was trying to do some nice for you fucker.

Oh yeah, and how did that turn out?

You bashed two fucking fuckers heads in Jake.

You were about to get your ass whooped

on the side of the road.

Yeah, says you.

The fuck John.

I thought we were trying to lay low, bro.

Oh fuck you motherfucker.

You know you liked it.

Fuck off.

Oh no, no, no, no, no Jakey.

We don't get to skip that part

'cause see there's this little smile

on the corner of your lip,

when you come in and you bash in

Mr. Rotten Pumpkin Head, bam!

And then this fucker's teeth go flying

like the 4th of July fireworks, come on buddy.

Come on.

You can't tell me that you didn't like it

just a little bit.

That's not the point man.

The point is I gotta keep sticking my neck out

every time you decide to start a fight.

Why are we even talking about this still.

Okay, it's done.

We had a fun time. Put it behind us.

Had a fun fucking time?

Fucking, I don't know what you want.

What the fuck do you want me to say, all right?

I try do something nice for you,

I fucked up, I'm sorry.

Then you come in on a rampage

and now that's supposed to be my fault?

Sorry buddy, not doing it.

Yo, shut your mouth John.

Whatever you say bro.

Shut your fucking mouth John!

You didn't think this one through did you?

Neither did you!

You left me John.

What the fuck ever man.

Bottom line, you fucking left me in that house

all by myself.

- Oh fuck dude.
- And you took my fucking car.

No, the bottom line Jacob,

is I was fucking fine without you.

Oh you were fine?

Yeah.

Then I should have just let you stay there then.

You would've been fine getting jumped

by those two fucking assholes huh!

Jake.

I was working it out with them.

I was talking to 'em.

I almost had their fucking money in my hand.

What the fuck are you trying

to flip a couple Roxies for on the side of the road?

We got a million fucking dollars in the trunk!

Not till we get to Anchorage.

Exactly!

So quit fucking around, man.

Just shut the fuck up and sit there,

I'm trying to fucking drive.

All right. All right. All right.

Just let me smoke a cigarette

and figure this shit out.

Something is seriously fucking wrong with you.

Damn, that was fun though, come on!

You can't tell me you didn't get your blood going.

That was a little buh buh buh buh buh buh.

Get me bubbling, baby.

Woo!

Fuck, are you hungry? I'm hungry.

No, John. I'm not hungry.

All right, liquid lunch it is then.

Cut that shit out, man.

It's out. Here, I got you.

And so it is written,

no sooner are seeds planted,

no sooner are they sown,

than the whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.

The store houses are in ruins.

The granaries have been torn down,

for the grains have dried up.

Both high and low will die in this land.

They will not be buried nor mourned.

No one will cut themselves

or shave their head for the dead.

The dead bodies of men will lie

like refuse on the open field,

like cut grain behind the Reaper

with no one to gather them.

Wherever the corpses are,

there the vultures will gather.

For we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.

And it is for your sake

we face death all day long.

Amen.

What was it?

Okay.

That's a home run.

Strike one, foul ball. Nothing but a whiff baby.

Let's see if he's got anything in him folks.

Oh, another foul ball. Strike two.

Come on batter.

Hit it like you love it batter.

Hit it like you love it.

Oh, and he sends one out to center field,

he's going around first,

he's coming up to second,

and the kid's gonna stay at second!

Folks, can we give him a round of applause?

That's not easy work for a rookie.

Now the moment we've all been waiting for.

The real swinging fucking dick

comes up to plate.

And the crowd goes goddamn wild

like it's the fucking Colosseum baby.

Next up to bat, John Schmidt.

This boy tall and lanky.

Not a single ounce of muscle on his whole body.

Hasn't hit a ball since the day he was born.

Pitcher winds up for a pitch,

spits his wad of dip into the pitcher's mound.

The pitch comes in.

Oh strike! John thinks he connects,

but he didn't.

And the crowd is laughing and booing.

Boo!

The wind took it!

All right. Pitcher's ready for another one.

His leg is so high in the air he might fall over.

He throws a hot pitch in,

it's a curve ball and John misses.

Oh, that is strike two.

I didn't know you can count

that high motherfucker.

Third pitch, ninth inning, man on second base.

Two outs and a tied game.

John's got a look in his eyes

like he's ready to hit this one out of the park.

The pitcher throws his pitch in.

Oh, and he connects! He makes it!

John rounds first base, he's coming around second!

Jacob is coming in to the home plate!

John is taking his glory run

around the bases,

and he's coming into the home team.

John's coming in! And, they've done it!

They've won the game!

Let's go to the post-game interview folks.

John, how did you do it?

Well, I'm so glad you asked, but

really I just, uh, I went to the practices.

I really wanna thank

everyone out there in the crowd.

I wanna thank the whole administration behind us.

- Yeah.
- Ya know, you go to practice.

You do what you gotta do.

Hey Jacob, what about you?

Yo I couldn't have done it without my brother, John!

- That's right.
- Hell yeah.

Hey, how about a little

post-game celebration here?

Huh?

- You wanna get high?
- Nah man. I'm already high.

Here come on. Here comes Mr. Choo Choo.

- Choo Choo!
- Man, come on, dude.

You don't wanna cause a crash.

Those lives are on your fucking head, buddy.

- All right.
- Choo Choo!

Into the station.

Chugga chugga chugga chugga.

They leave that taste in your mouth.

Yeah.

First of all,

I just wanna thank you all for coming today,

I know nobody wants to be at a church

on a weekday.

What do I say about my brother, John?

He was fucking beautiful.

A lot of you in here

have had some run-ins with John.

I see you back there Big Chris.

I don't think he meant anything by it.

He was just, um...

He was just so full of energy.

So full of life.

He had to lash out,

punch a wall,

dive into the ocean at night.

I'm used to people leaving.

People dying.

It's been happening my whole life.

Yeah, and that's it.

Nice job.

- Very nice. Very sweet of you.
- What've you got?

I saw you crying back there.

Yeah, that's what you thought.

You wanna see some crying?

Watch this motherfucker.

I'm gonna keep this real short

and fucking sweet here.

Jacob was my brother.

My little brother.

My only brother.

And...

If you knew him,

you knew how fucking powerful he was.

And I'm not just talking

about the fights and shit,

I mean, he was fucking great.

And he was gonna do great things.

And if you knew him, you knew that.

And if you didn't,

I fucking feel sorry for you.

I feel fucking sorry for you pal,

'cause it's your fucking loss.

Yeah, that's it.

- Yo, you...
- I almost fucking had you.

- You almost got me.
- Bro, I almost fucking had you.

All right, I got one.

Damn.

Look at this shit.

Hey Bill, I'm coming by tomorrow

to mow your lawn.

All right man, I forgot.

I forgot yesterday, I'll come tomorrow!

Shit man, he's always on me.

Hey, get off that!

And get that out of your mouth.

That's caca.

Don't make me tell your mother.

We know your mother.

We know your father too motherfucker.

We know where you live.

Fucking kids man.

I'm telling you, no future for 'em.

Ya know, they got great schools around here, John.

Great schools.

Go Timberwolves!

Nice work out there Wednesday boys!

Nice work!

Party at my place.

Hey, party at my place.

Whatever.

Yo, remember when they used to tell us,

you know, not to smoke out of aluminum cans.

Who said that?

Those kids.

Man, what the fuck was that?

Fuck man, I'm trying to forget stuff.

Yeah, I think that's all bullshit anyways.

I think... what were you just talking about?

Wait a second,

were we supposed to turn off somewhere?

This isn't a good idea. We'll find it.

It's up here man. I swear.

Fucking North is North, right?

Dig this shit bro.

Six piece, dark meat fried chicken. Okay.

You get two sides of your choice.

I'm gonna do corn bread and macaroni cheese,

but you can do whatever you want. That's just me.

You got a free liter of soda too.

And, a chocolate chip cookie, $7.99.

- Damn.
- Right?

What you got.

Ooh, one of those grocery store

rotisserie chickens, lemon pepper.

Boy.

Get there fresh after they make it at noon.

Bag of salt and vinegar potato chips.

Yes, sir.

Bottle of brown liquor.

Mmmm! Yeah. Oh wait, wait, wait.

What about for the dessert though?

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa.

For dessert?

What're those yellow things filled with cream?

Not lady fingers?

Nah nah nah. Scratch that. Scratch that.

I'm thinking ice cream sandwiches.

Classic bro.

$2.99 a box for 12.

Mmm! That's fucking good.

- Okay.
- What you got.

Dig this little hustle.

- Okay-
- This is a good

little hustle-I love a hustle.

It's a good little once-over I'm telling you.

You go to a fancy ass fucking restaurant.

- Okay.
- Fancy ass

fucking restaurant-Okay.

You gotta make a reservation.

Okay... You know what I'm saying?

You gotta run a fucking tuxedo just to get in

- the motherfucker.
- Shit.

You show up nice and early,

you sit at your table,

and when the waiter comes over and says,

"What would you like to drink?"

You say,

"Banana split."

Damn.

You know what I mean?

Banana split please.

Dude, can you do that to go?

And we're gonna split...

We're actually gonna split the split.

Yeah, we're gonna split the split.

And one for the gums.

Just put it in the mouth.

You got it.

Yo. Yo. You got a little bit...

You got a little bit of that shit on you.

Now we're cooking with gas baby.

I feel like I can see through my eyelids right now.

This shit is good.

I don't think, this might be a little methy.

Start the car Jake!

Start the fucking car! Start the car! Let's go!

Come on, come on.

Fuck...
- Come on, come on.

Buddy, come on.

Do you believe this fucking shit bro?

Sittin' out here smokin' a doink man?

Feels like Christmas fucking morning.

♪ Merry Christmas.

What the fuck man.

This is like the goddamn Taj Mahal.

We can each have a our own fucking wing.

Or you can take the downstairs

and I'll take the fucking upstairs.

You know what I mean?

Oh my God, bro.

You wanna grab the beers for us?

Nah, I'm good.

Dude, I'll grab 'em in a second.

Just let me set up my fucking dojo,

let me get settled in.

Dude.

I feel like...

we should take a couple of few fucking days here.

Get comfy. This is lovely, man.

You sure about this bro?

What do you mean Jake?

I'm just saying man, we've been driving

and driving and driving

and we're barely even halfway there.

Ya know? I just don't feel,

fuck man, I don't feel good about this.

Then what do you feel Jacob?

'Cause you don't feel this

and you don't feel that.

So what the fuck do you actually feel?

I just don't feel...

Man I don't feel like...

I don't feel the same as when we left.

I don't feel good about this bro.

I don't feel safe.

All right motherfucker.

All right. Then just tell me what you want. Okay.

'Cause I'm done playing these little baby

fucking guessing games with you.

Just tell me what you actually want Jakey.

This isn't a fucking vacation. All right.

We got a long way to go

and we need to get where we're going

without drawing anymore attention to us.

Oh, are you finished?

No, I'm not.

I need to know that you're not

gonna be taking my car,

you're not gonna be starting shit

in every fucking state we drive through.

Robbing fucking gas stations, man?

What if they got our license plate?

We got a million fucking dollars in the trunk!

I feel...

I heard

how you feel Jacob.

Now, here's how I feel.

I feel like we take a night off.

I feel like we start again

in the fucking morning.

I feel the blood right behind us bud!

And I feel like we're running out of fucking options here!

Yeah, and whose fault is that huh?

I feel tired.

How about that?

Man, I am so tired of being stuck in the car

with you man, listening to you gabbin' away.

Well guess what Jakey?

It's your lucky fucking day then.

We're inside.

We're out of the elements. We're safe.

Bro.

No! No, no, no, no, no.

I'm done doing this shit with you, okay.

Everybody finish your last fucking beer.

Everybody go the fuck to sleep,

and tomorrow's Anchorage.

Let's leave tonight.

That's great idea, Jacob.

Let's leave tonight.

All right everybody, first thing tomorrow,

we're leaving tonight. Everyone hear that?

Bro, I'm just saying

let's drive through the night, man.

Let's just get the fuck out of this zone.

That would make me feel better.

If we can just get up the coast a bit.

Why don't you get in the fucking car! Then!

And drive your ass up the coast motherfucker.

Who's driving, you're driving?

Yeah, I'm driving.

Okay. Then load up the shit

'cause I don't get one flying fuck

where the fuck we're at.

I could eat here. I can sleep there.

I can shit on this whole fucking world motherfucker!

I'm just saying those guys know

what our car looks like, man.

They know what you look like

and they know some blue hair dude came in

and whacked them with a fucking bat.

You know what Jacob?

I feel like we should drive through the night.

I feel like that's a great fucking idea.

Okay.

I feel fucking great about it.

Great.

How the fuck do you feel?

Fucking great.

Good!

Fucking asshole.

God. Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Evening sir.

License, registration,

proof of insurance.

Yeah. I'm just gonna reach for my wallet.

Hey John?

Yeah. 10-4.

Here you go officer.

I'm a Deputy Sheriff, son.

Not a police officer.

Oh, uh, sorry about that, Deputy Sheriff sir.

I suppose you boys

are wondering why I pulled you over.

Maybe I was driving a little fast.

Maybe you were.

Maybe.

Sorry about that, um...

Me and my brother,

we were just driving, and um,

and the radio came on and some scriptures

and I guess I just got a little distracted

and lost track of my speed. You know?

Mhmm.

What do they say?

The Lord has a... um, he's mysteriously...

The Lord is a mysterious... uh working,

always working mysteriously.

The Lord works in mysterious ways?

Yeah.

That's what I was trying to say.

The Lord works in mysterious ways.

Mhmm.

You boys just hang here for a minute.

Hey, do you go to church around here?

Yeah.

Just up the other side of the mountain there.

You know, If my brother and I were staying

for a little longer,

we'd love to come by for a sermon sometime.

We'd love to have you.

We're a very friendly congregation.

We love meeting new people.

Cool.

You, uh...

Boys are a long way from home.

Where're you headed anyway?

Anchorage.

No kidding.

You know, I never made it up to Alaska myself.

Yeah, uh,

me neither.

My brother and I are from Florida originally.

And our grandparents,

when they first got married,

they took a trip from Pompano all the way up

to Anchorage, Alaska.

And our Ma's been up there a couple of times too.

So we figured it was time, you know,

for us to make a trip.

Like a family thing.

Hm.

Mhmm.

Mmhmm.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna let you off with a warning,

but,

you gonna keep your speed down, right?

Yes, sir.

And you're gonna drive

up to Alaska safe and sound right?

Yes sir. We promise sir. Right John?

All right then.

You boys be good now.

God bless you.

Hey God bless you too, sir.

You gonna drive or what Jake?

Oh I know what you're gonna say.

He was such a sweet man, wasn't he?

He was such a nice guy,

and a son of God.

Brainless, fucking brainless.

"This is my brother, John."

"We're going to Anchorage. Here's my license."

Why don't you just open up the fucking trunk for him Jake?

Huh? Why don't you do a little bump with him?

Give him a Roxie for the road.

Fucking moron.

You know what Jake?

Let me tell you something.

If I split this wrist,

from here all the way down to the elbow

and the blood of the Everlasting flows,

half of its yours fucker. You get that?

50% of that body back there is yours fucker.

Do you understand?

I'll put you in the box Jake.

I'll put us both in the box.

I'll put us in a box with our fucking mother!

And I'll send us down the fucking river, you get me?

I'll send us down the river

for the fucking crocodiles to eat.

Do you understand me?

Jesus Christ boy.

What were you fucking thinking man?

You think you get to decide

when forever comes to an end?

You think you get to decide

when you're my brother?

No man.

You're my brother forever,

or you're fucking worm shit.

Worm shit.

What the fuck man?

What the fuck are you doing John?

Yo, I'm not fucking around man.

What the fuck bro?

The fuck is wrong with you?

Fuck you motherfucker!

Done playing fucking games with you.

Stupid son of a fucking bitch.

You fucker.

Fuck you.

Get off.

Get off me.

That's it motherfucker. That's it.

That's it for you, fucker!

Fuck.

Hi mom.

I wish you were here for this.

I need you right now.

Because I don't know what to do

without my brother.

And I don't know what to do without you.

I just,

I just wanted to come here and say,

I miss you, and

I wish you could be here today.

Because John is the quietest he's ever been.

Yeah, he's the quietest he's ever been.

Our Father.

Who art in Heaven.

Hallowed be thy name.

Thy Kingdom come.

Thy Will be done.

On Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our trespasses.

As we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into Temptation.

But deliver us from Evil.

For Thine is the Kingdom, the Power, and the Glory.

Now and forever.

Amen