All language subtitles for Borderline (2023) Eng

- Mom, mom, open the door.

Please, open the fucking door.

Mom, mom, what the fuck?

Open this fucking door, what the fuck?

Mom, ugh.

Mom, mom, open the fucking door.

Can you hear me?

Can you fucking hear me?

Open the door, why are you fucking doing this?

Why are you doing this, fuck?

Mom.

Mom, listen to me, I only need like $300, okay?

That's it, I know you have it in there, I know you have it,

it's under the jewelry box, right?

So you can just...

you don't even need to open the door,

you can just get it out and you can slide it under the door

and I'll take it and I'll be gone.

That's all I need, please.

Mom, please.

I really need it, okay?

Please, I need this money, please just slide it

under the door, mom.

Mom, mom?

Mom, you don't understand, okay?

If you don't gimme this money, I'm in real trouble,

some people are gonna come get me because I owe them this,

and if I don't give it to them,

they're gonna fucking kill me.

Is that what you want?

You want me to die, is that it?

You want your only fucking daughter to die?

Charli...

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Mom, I'm so sorry.

We've been through this.

- Mom, mom, give me a second, let me explain, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for doing this,

I swear, if you just gimme this one thing,

I'll be out of your hair forever, I will.

I'll never ask for anything again, okay?

I just really need this right now,

I swear this is gonna be the last thing I ever ask you for,

just please, please, okay?

Honey, that's what you always say.

- Well, this time is different, okay?

It is, it's fucking different, so please.

I'm calling Dr. Harris.

- No, mom, mom, do not fucking call Dr. Harris,

I'm fucking warning you.

We need to get you back into a program.

- No, you fucking do not,

you know what that did to me last time, no program.

Mom, if you wanted to help me,

you would give the fucking money, you wouldn't do this.

You don't wanna help me, you want me to die,

if that it, you want me to fucking die?

Hello, yes.

My daughter's Charli Res, ♪♪ she's a patient of...

- Who are you fucking talking to right now?

Who are you fucking talking to?

Who are you fucking talking to?

Get off the fucking phone, hang up the fucking phone.

Final hold.

- Mom, mom, if you fucking care about me even a little bit

you would just give me the fucking money

and you would hang up the phone right fucking now.

Hi, Dr. Harris, yes,

Charli's right here now, she's in a real bad shape.

- God, fucking dead ass, you fucking called,

you fucking called, you fucking real bitch.

You know what, I don't fucking need you,

I can just get the money myself, okay?

If you don't wanna fucking help me,

you wanna watch me fucking dead, I'll just get it myself,

I'll become a fucking whore.

You know how I'm gonna get it?

I'll suck as many fucking dicks as I can.

You like that?

You want your only fucking daughter to be a fucking whore

and that you would better fucking pick at me until I die?

It'll be your fault, it'll be your fucking fault if I die.

Is that what you want?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit, if you were gonna gimme the money all along,

you should have just done it in the first place

instead of making me all riled up.

You want me to fucking suffer, you do.

Well, that's fine.

You fucking hate me, I'll never talk to you again,

I'm done with you.

I'll get outta your fucking hair forever,

that's what you wanted, right?

Please, don't do this.

- Fuck you.

- You're back.

- I never left.

- I had the wildest dream last night,

we were both ice skating on this lake,

except we didn't have skates on,

we were just gliding around in our socks.

You grabbed my hand, we skated as fast as we could.

Ugh, then some boys totally shot life out of us,

we died laughing like maniacs.

Then something fell from the sky and crashed the ice,

like a meteor or an asteroid,

what's the difference between a meteor and an asteroid?

- I have no fucking idea.

- Anyway, yeah, everyone was sliding into the water,

men, women, I mean, the little kids,

and shit was black like oil

and you could see the cold hovering over it,

like spirits rising from hell.

There was this one older woman

and she was holding on for dear life

and I could feel her hopelessness

as if I was the one who was about to die.

That feels nice.

- Then what happened?

- She smiled like she'd accepted her life was already over,

and I don't know, I smiled back and she just let go.

It was fucking beautiful.

- Only you would think that's beautiful.

What's this?

- All the energies around us,

pulsating war tags with everything and nothingness

all at once.

- Yeah, I see that.

- She's high, barely started.

- See, it's fucking incredible.

- Thank you.

- Sorry, no, I have a rule.

- Don't be.

- You mean it?

- Yeah.

What do you think it meant?

- What?

- My dream.

- Don't go skating.

- Funny.

- It wasn't a joke.

Hey, party for going back to the doctor today.

- Thanks.

Hey, did we hook up last night?

I don't know, I was so fucked up,

I don't know if it was a dream or not.

- That was definitely a dream.

- Cool.

- How was I though in the dream?

- Fantastic.

- That's what I like to hear.

How do I look?

- You look sexy as fuck.

- Let's hope, I really need this gig,

shit, I gotta go, catch you later though?

Hey you.

What are you waiting for?

Come on, don't be scared, this is right for you, I promise.

- You were with Benjamin Harris

and he diagnosed you with BPD.

- Yep, when I was 18.

- I see, he prescribed you Lamictal 100 milligrams

twice a day, and Haloperidol, five milligrams twice a day.

- And Lexapro.

- Did that medication help?

- It made me feel kinda sick, like violently ill.

- I'll prescribe an anti-nausea.

- Cool.

- You were hospitalized October 3rd of last year?

- Yep.

- What for?

- I mean, you can read, right?

- I just wanna hear it from you.

- It was an overdose, fentanyl.

- Are you still taking fentanyl?

- Nope.

- Any other drug use, marijuana?

- Nope.

- Opiates? - Nope.

- Amphetamines? - Nope.

- Any family history of mental illness?

- None that have been diagnosed.

- Any thoughts of suicide or self-harm behaviors?

- No, I used to, not anymore.

- All right, well, I wanna see you back in a month,

my secretary can schedule that for you,

and also have her call in these prescriptions

at your pharmacy, okay?

Op,

you have a good day.

Call me if you need me, okay?

You have my number.

Yeah, what time is lunch?

- One, two, three, four.

No big deal.

Kitty, hi kitty.

I got your food.

Hey.

Sorry I'm late, Mark is obsessing

I had to hang this one piece for like two hours.

Probably moved that shit more than two dozen times.

- That'll be you one day.

- Yeah, if I ever get a showing,

I want my work scattered everywhere, walls, floor,

fuck it, ceiling.

- Not if you get a showing, when.

- Yeah, how was the shrink today?

- It was fine, they just put me on more meds.

- Never really told me what it was like, your condition.

- I guess it's like hard to describe,

I mean, it's just like my feelings, you know?

Like I don't know if things are real sometimes,

if that makes sense.

- I dunno if it was schizophrenic,

but would seem monstrous when she was off her meds.

- Yeah, I guess borderline is just not really like that

for me, I guess like the easiest way to describe,

it's like I think people are lying to me like all the time.

Like they'll tell me something sometimes,

and I'll be like, no, they're faking, they're faking,

like they have to be.

And then like what I think like doesn't line up

with reality, I guess, but sometimes it does,

so I don't know, and then like I'll think of things

and I'll remember them like they were actual memories,

but I guess sometimes they weren't

and that scares me and other people.

- But the meds help?

- No, not really.

I mean, I guess sometimes,

but you just have like so many side effects

and like negative shit that it's not worth it.

- Well, happy you're giving them a try.

Charli, you really scared me a few days ago,

the things you were saying,

you know how much I care about you, right?

- Yeah, I know.

- All right, let's get outta here.

Mark told me about some crazy party, check it out,

step out to Molly.

- You got me on Molly, let's go.

- Let me call in.

Watch out.

- One second.

You've been in there like 10 minutes.

- I said one second, fuck you.

Ugh, God.

Hurry up.

- Hey, bitch.

Good morning, Ms. Monica, time for your meds.

- You're an angel.

- Oh no, please.

Do you need anything else?

- Only for these pills to kick in.

- They will soon.

Doctor will be with you shortly,

I'll be back at two for your next dose.

- If you wanna come any sooner that's more than okay.

- Yeah, it's what I told them.

I said I've been coming here for years,

since when cigars been an issue?

You're God damn right with it.

Shut the door.

Bobby, yeah, I gotta go, we're still on for Friday?

Perfect.

I like your makeup today, that color suits you.

I talked to Susan, she won't be a problem anymore.

Just avoid her for a few days if you can.

- I appreciate it.

- Sit.

Any plans this weekend?

- Just working.

- It's too bad, I was gonna invite you over for dinner.

Check your schedule and find a night for you to come over

for that dinner.

- Okay.

- So what's on the menu this evening?

- I'm glad you asked.

Tonight we had some of the finest pharmaceuticals

on the market, all the dishes are meant to be shareable,

by the way.

- Oh no, I'm afraid I'm by myself, care to join me?

What time do you get off?

- Me, I get off at seven.

- Would you join me then?

I do so hate dining alone.

- With you, it would be my pleasure.

- Shouldn't the chef be doing that?

- This is a family establishment,

I am both the chef and the server.

- Interesting.

- May I please have your plate.

- Of course.

- Thank you, Miss.

- It's Zee.

- Zee, lovely to meet you.

Oh, I see you don't have any utensils,

I'm gonna have to fire that bus boy.

I'll be right back.

Here you go.

- Ah, such excellent service,

I'll give you a five star Yelp review.

- That's much appreciated, thank you.

- You have to try this.

Hey, cool after our spot.

You wanna check it out?

- Now you're talking, let's go.

- You're right.

- I should've been a stripper, not like every day,

like once a week.

- On a Saturday?

- It could be fun.

- You'd make a killing.

- Thank you, I'd have to have my parents cut me off.

- Why don't you sell your art?

- Who wants to buy that shit?

They like puppies or flowers, not what I do.

- Okay, paint a poodle then.

- Art's the only thing that makes me feel alive,

they paint for someone else,

it'd blow my fucking brains out.

- I'll buy your art.

- Yeah, too bad you're fucking broke.

Oh, bro, this song.

- Hey, I mean it.

Your art is so fucking good.

- Thanks.

Charli, bad idea, you know we can't do that.

- Why?

- It'll ruin our friendship and you have a boyfriend.

- Kyle is not my boyfriend.

- That's not how he sees it.

- Okay, whatever, I'm fucking him.

- Charli, stop.

I'm sorry.

- No, I'm sorry.

- No.

- No, I'm just, my meds got me really fucked up

in the head right now.

- I thought they were supposed to untwist you.

- Yeah, I thought so too.

I'm just gonna stop taking them so it's...

- No, you can't...

Look, you're my best friend in the whole world,

I love you way too much to let you, okay?

Come here.

I know, I'm sorry.

- You're good?

- Mark's having a meltdown, he wrote me a whole novel.

I gotta go.

- Hey, sorry I tried to kiss you last night.

- You did?

If I can remember, I was so wasted.

Don't forget to take your meds today, okay?

Don't have to have you committed?

- Yes, mom.

- Don't feel bad about me.

Oh, I'll see you later.

- Bye.

- It's okay, baby, we're almost there.

- What do you mean?

- You'll see.

Open your eyes, Charli.

- I was telling Erica about that show we went to

the other night, the one with the singer that you liked,

but anyway, I accidentally called you my girlfriend,

but then I thought like, what do I call you

like if I were to introduce you to someone?

- You'd say, "This is Charli."

- But that's weird, don't you think?

- Why is it weird?

You think my name is weird?

- Baby, I like your name, but what are we?

- Could we stop, okay?

- Charli, what are we?

- What, why are you asking me this?

Can we just not do this, please?

- That's just how it is.

- No, it's not how it is, it's not how it is.

- I mean, I'm not seeing anyone else, sorry, are you?

- No, but that's not the point.

- Okay, then what is the issue?

Unless you wanna see somebody else.

- I don't, but please, can we please not do this.

- Whatever you need.

- We gotta go.

Come on, get up, we gotta go.

- Sure, whatever.

All right, we're here.

- Why can't I go in with you?

- Sarah just gets kinda freaked out around new people.

- You think she's gonna be scared of me?

- Trust me, she's unhinged and the people that she sells to,

also unhinged.

Just, you don't know who may be in there right now.

- Okay, fine.

- You know I'm only doing this for you, right?

- Yeah, I know.

You got it?

- This shit is nasty as hell.

- It gets the job done though.

- Oh, uh-uh, I need tequila.

- Yeah, that is better.

- Dinner is here, woo.

- Courtesy of Kyle's mysterious hookup.

- Give me that.

Fresh outta the oven just like I like it, you first.

- No, thank you.

- Okay, your loss.

- Kyle doesn't do that shit,

but he does know every single dealer in town somehow, so...

- What can I say?

I'm popular.

- And the perfect boyfriend,

you go to some scary ass crack den to square your girl

and her bestie some drugs, you yourself,

this says chivalry dead, come on.

- Luckily I didn't have to go in any crack den this time.

- You would though, I see in your eyes.

You better lock him down before someone snatches him up,

come on.

How much money do you make?

- What?

- I'm kidding, but if I weren't, how much?

- No, he's literally broke just like us.

- I'm not broke.

- Hey, don't be mean to our guests,

I want him coming back for the drugs,

I'm not trying to steal him or anything.

- That's comforting.

- Relax, I'm just fucking with you.

- Oh, you're stopping, Zee, gimme some.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You don't know what you're missing.

I feel like I'm fucking underwater right now.

And that's supposed to be a good thing?

- You don't understand,

I feel like I'm getting real, real slow.

Baby, come here and snuggle.

- I'm kinda comfy right here.

- Don't be like that.

- You're okay, baby?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Okay, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick.

- You know nothing lasts forever, right?

We just burn it all down.

We then can we start again?

Open your eyes, Charli.

You're okay?

- I don't know how I feel right now.

- You can get used to it, it's okay.

- Well, it's just...

- What the fuck are you doing?

- You're awake.

- I fucking knew it.

- Charli, wait.

- Charli.

Charli, we were just talking.

- Shut the fuck up, go away, leave me the fuck alone.

Why are you always doing shit like this to me, why?

Fuck you.

Come out here so we can explain.

- No, leave me the fuck alone, okay?

Leave me alone, leave me the fuck alone.

Charli, please, we were talking about you actually,

told me he cared about you.

- Go away, and you fucking understand me, go away.

It's not your fault, we care about you anyway.

It's all your fault, you know, if you end it all?

- Zee, wait, Zee?

- You gotta keep up, okay?

- Zee, wake up.

- What time is it?

- Late, I don't know.

- Where's Kyle?

- I don't know, but that is not my problem.

- Oh, sure, I need to back down.

Oh my God, if Charli didn't walk in,

I would've been all over you.

I gotta go, text me later.

- Who were you talking to?

Who were you talking to on the phone?

- No, I wasn't talking to anyone,

my phone's right here, see?

I gotta run errands though,

we should do something later tonight though, just us, okay?

I'm trying to think of...

Do you like your therapist?

- Not really, why?

- I don't know, I'm about starting again,

I haven't been since I was like 10

but all we did then was play Scrabble and Mousetrap.

That was my favorite though, I kinda liked it.

- Mousetrap was your favorite?

- Yeah, I don't know,

it's more than rolling dice and moving pieces.

Okay, you still do that but there's this elaborate trap

and if you get in the right spot,

you drop ball down and shoot, some crazy shit happens

and you catch your opponent.

- Yeah, but you spend like an hour setting it up

to play for like 10 minutes.

- It's a game, that's why you play it, it kills time.

You are so cynical.

- It's not a game to me, that's my fucking life.

- What do you mean?

- Okay, you know, you spend like all this time

setting up traps to make things turn out

the way you want them to,

but then in the end they don't actually turn out that way,

they turn out in like this even worse way,

that puts you in a worse place

than anywhere when you just started

and it sucks for everyone.

- I feel you.

Why do married men like to cuddle so much?

- Zee, what the fuck are you talking about?

- I don't know, I met this guy on Tinder

and all he wants to do is watch me jerk off and cuddle.

- Ew. - I know, right?

Like cuddling is so intimate, do that with your wife.

Can give a fuck that's on the table,

you think a snuggle would be...

- I think if you're with someone long enough,

you're bound to start hating them.

- Not us though, right?

- I don't think you'll be in this earth long enough

to ever hate you.

- Cold, don't say shit like that, okay?

- Say what?

- You know.

- Hey, Zee, wake up.

- Yeah, why?

- I could never hate you.

- I know, why?

- If I asked you to run away with me, would you?

- You watch too many movies.

- No, I'm serious.

Look, we could get in the car and we could just drive, okay?

We could drive to a new city where nobody knows us,

and then we could be anyone we wanted to be.

We could just, I don't know.

- Yeah, but who would you be?

- I haven't thought that far ahead, anyone, anyone else.

- You can do that for a little,

but you just become yourself again, Charli.

- I don't think so.

I mean, okay, if you think about it,

like what you are is just your perception

of what you are, right?

And so you think you know who you are

and so you're just playing that part,

and so if you just choose something different,

then you can pretend and then you'll be different forever.

- I like who I am.

- Yeah, but you always have

a little bit of you in you, right?

- Well, if that's true, then you never really disappear,

you're just pretending, do you go back to the same bullshit?

I mean, for true ego death, you need to erase it all.

You can't just scrape away trauma though,

I mean, that's what makes you you.

Let's be real, all the drugs in the universe, can't wipe out

what's ingrained in your subconscious, Charli.

- Yeah, tell me about it.

- I mean, it's a nice thought though,

maybe one day we'll figure it out, not tonight.

- Hello?

Yes, I know.

Yeah, I know that already, can you stop...?

No, okay, listen, I'm gonna pay it, okay?

I'm gonna pay it.

I don't know.

No, please, please don't do that,

please do not go to debt collectors, I'm gonna pay it, okay?

I don't know, oh, okay, today,

okay, sorry, today, I'm gonna pay it today.

Yes.

Yes, I understand.

How much is it again?

I mean, the lowest amount that I can do.

Yeah, I understand.

- I noticed you're off this Thursday,

come by for that dinner.

- No, I can't, I'm sorry.

- Well, I'm gonna be traveling for the next month,

which means it's your last time to score for me for a while.

Fine, I'll give you a double what I gave you

the last time you came over.

- Yeah, I can do that.

- Perfect, come by at seven.

- I am so fucking in love with you.

Did you hear me?

I just said...

- Yeah, I heard what you said.

- Okay, then how does that make you feel?

- You don't love me, why would you say that?

- Baby, I just, I love the way you make me feel.

- You love what you think I am,

you don't know me that well, honestly.

Okay, but what's like one actual thing

that you love about me?

- I don't know, your smile.

- Yeah, but I mean one actual thing about my personality

that you like about me.

- You know what?

Forget I said anything.

- Look, I get it.

Hey, love is just some temporary chemical imbalance

and right now there are endorphins

and Oxycontin flowing through your bloodstream

because we're fucking, it's fun, it's cool, I have fun,

but it's confusing you and that makes sense.

It's gonna wear off, don't worry,

and you'll be back to normal.

- How did you get so fucking jaded?

- You know, I'm gonna hurt you.

- How do you know that?

- That's just who I am.

- Oh my God, that bartender's fucking adorable,

I could eat him up.

Did I miss something?

- I gotta go.

- Kyle, come on, don't be like that.

- What happened?

- Come on, stop.

- Charli, what happened?

- It's complicated, okay?

- Okay.

- It's none of your business, stop.

- I wasn't trying to make it my business, I'm just worried.

- You were, you were asking me, so...

- Okay, I'll stay out of it.

- So how do you like it?

- Huh?

- Working at the hospital, do you enjoy it?

- I wish it paid more.

- You know, there's so many other ways

for girls like you to make money.

You're not eating.

- I'm not hungry.

- What do you think of the food?

- It smells good.

- Take a bite.

That's good.

Suck on it.

You should model,

I know a guy who can take some real professional photos

of you, but we can talk about that later though.

Meet me in the bedroom.

- Kyle, what are you doing here?

- You told me to come by, you remember?

- Oh shit, I did, fuck.

I'm sorry, were you just here alone?

- Zee was here.

- Oh.

- Do you mind if I crash a little bit longer?

I'm beat.

- Yeah, no problem.

Yeah, we did a lot,.

- So what did you guys get into last week?

- You wanna know?

Yeah, she said y'all had a blast last weekend.

We just went , it wasn't too bad.

Oh crap, oh yeah, they were all last night,

well, a couple nights ago too.

- You should take her, she'll probably like it,

I don't know.

She's mentioned it a couple of times.

- Take her swimming, she'll like that.

- I like to surf, so yeah, we can hit the water

most definitely.

- Hey, didn't you get in last night?

- What are you doing here?

- Good morning to you too.

- It's fresh coffee.

- I wish she wasn't so goofy.

- What's funny?

- It's nothing.

- Relax, he's telling me you're cranky

before you've had your coffee, come on.

- You need to leave.

- Because I laughed at a joke.

- No, because this is my house and you need to leave.

- Baby, you're okay?

Come on. - Go, did you hear me?

Get the fuck out.

- Fine, I am going.

- Okay, bye.

- What the was that about?

- He's a clingy bitch, I don't want him in my house.

- If you say so.

- I'll get ready for work.

- Okay, see you later.

- Charli?

- Oh, what the fuck?

- Are you okay?

- What the fuck, why are you talking to me?

- Are you okay?

- Why are you fucking talking to me?

Get the fuck away from me.

- Well, Susan... - Get the fuck away from me.

- Susan... - Get the fuck...

Did you fucking hear me?

- Look, what...

- Get the fuck away from me.

What part of that do you not understand?

- Susan's on one side bed...

- Stop talking to me, get the fuck away from me,

shut the fuck up.

- Get your shit together.

- Fuck you, bitch.

Don't fucking talk to me.

- Get your shit together.

- All right girl, so tell me, what's the tea?

What's the meal? - Do you drink wine?

I need you drunk so I can hear your tea.

- I don't have any tea that important.

- Yes, you do, you went on a date yesterday.

That's what I heard at least, I saw you post about it

so it must've been good.

- Well, I posed it because the food was nice and...

- You got his hand in it, that was like a soft launch.

It was a nice ass hand too,

I was like, damn, girl. - You know what?

It's just to make some people jealous, okay?

- Ouch, ouch.

- It was like, it was just, well...

- It was intentional.

Charli, when did you get home?

Come join us, come on.

- Hi. - How are you?

- Shit, you guys don't know each other.

This is my girl Heather, this is Charli, my ride or die.

- Nice to meet you, I heard you have the best drugs.

- Yeah, she does.

What do you think if we do some?

- Well, I just got home, can you gimme a minute?

- Yeah... - Oh yeah, no worries,

sorry, I didn't mean to impose.

- No, it's cool, I just, I gotta change and stuff.

- Yeah, no, it's good.

Sorry.

- No worries.

- She just got back from work, so...

- Yeah, work sucks.

- I know.

- I've been a few days off.

- Okay, so what about you now?

Tell me.

- I don't know, I'm talking to few guys on Tinder but...

- You know what?

You can't do that app anymore. - They're creepy.

- Like it's creepy, it's horrible, there's just...

- But they pay for dinner and your girl needs to eat, so...

- That's right, that's a good point,

solid point, what should I say?

Hey, you know who hit me up yesterday?

- Yeah.

- Remember Glen?

- Who the fuck is Glen?

- Ugh, you know that guy from my gym?

The one we had a threesome with?

- Did I have a threesome with you?

- Yeah, you did.

- With a guy named Glen?

- Of course, we all did that blowing in the bathroom,

at Poppy and then we just hooked up.

- Yeah, that wasn't me.

- Really?

- You cunt, you're mistaking me for someone else,

didn't you?

- Who the hell was it?

- I don't fucking know.

- Speaking off Poppy.

- Oh my God, yes.

- You guys wanna go?

- Yes.

- I heard there's an awesome DJ there tonight.

- I'm down.

Charli? - You wanna come?

- Yes, yes, yes.

- Come on.

- Go party.

- You're going?

- I don't know, Poppy kinda sucks, so...

- No, it doesn't.

- You have a night shift, you can sleep all day, hey.

Or don't sleep at all.

- We're going, we're going?

- We're going.

- We're coming, Poppy.

Let's go, get your...

- Let's go, let's go.

- Let's jump on.

- Poppy. - Let's go.

- I heard you're leaving us today.

- I am, I'm so looking forward to a hot shower.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine, I just haven't been sleeping.

- Be careful or you'll be taking my place in this bed

and trust me, the food really sucks here.

- Yeah, that's funny.

Kitty.

Kitty, I've got your food.

Ungrateful fucking cat.

Hey, leave a message, or don't.

- Hi, it's me.

It's been days and so I would really appreciate

if you could call me back

because I am really worried about you, okay?

It's just, it's not nice to do this to someone,

so can you please just respond to my texts

or just call me, please.

Hey, leave a message, or don't.

- You know what, you fucking bitch?

Fuck you, yeah, fuck you honestly, honestly

because this is not nice.

No, you don't fucking do that to someone,

you don't fucking do that to someone,

I've been worrying about you for days,

why can't you fucking call me back?

You're such a fucking asshole, you know that?

You are a selfish, entitled bitch and I'm not fucking sorry,

because that's my truth, that's my fucking truth.

So you better fucking call me back

so we can talk this shit out

because I'm done dealing with this

and I'm fucking done with you.

Call me.

Oh, look at who decided to show up.

- Hey.

- Where the fuck were you?

- I'm crashing at the gallery,

opening in three days, remember?

- Bitch, don't fucking lie to me,

you didn't have two minutes to call me back?

- Like I haven't been able to take a fucking piss,

Mark's been a tyrant.

- I haven't seen you in two days

since you went home with that fugly bitch.

- That fugly bitch, you mean Heather?

Yeah, I said it.

- The only reason I was going home with her

is 'cause you went home with some fucking guy, okay?

- Okay, I'm...

- I came back the next fucking day,

you were out so cold, okay?

- Okay, that didn't happen... - Come back.

- You're a fucking gaslighter,

I did not go home with anyone,

and yeah, she's a fugly bitch, I'm just being honest.

- I don't have energy for this right now, okay?

- You're fucking lying to me because that didn't happen.

- That's what you said you were gonna do

and you're a real fucking asshole about it too,

okay, Charli?

I was just trying be a good friend,

I was trying to give you some space

so you could have some fun, last time we do that.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- By the way, can I get a favor?

- What?

- Can I borrow your taser?

- What now?

- I'm not gonna use it on you, I've got business to do.

I have business to do, can I just borrow it?

Please, oh my god.

- Okay, yeah, you can have my fucking taser,

you can have it.

- Okay, good, thanks.

- Time to apologize, I guess.

- Hey, what's up?

- What's up?

- I need you to introduce me to Sarah.

- What?

Fuck no.

- What, come on, it'll take like 10 minutes,

we'll go in there,

you'll be like, "Hi, this is my girlfriend",

"she's really cool," and we'll do the thing and we'll go.

It'll take 10 minutes, come on.

- Now you're okay with being my girlfriend?

- I was always okay with that, what are you talking about?

- Charli?

- Come on, what?

It'll in 10 minutes, it will literally take 10 minutes.

We'll go in...

- Charli, hang on. - We'll do our thing

and then it'll be good.

What the fuck is wrong? - Charli?

- This is what you wanted, right?

Isn't it? - Charli, stop.

- Isn't it? - Charli, stop.

- What? - I said, stop.

- What the fuck, what the fuck is wrong with you?

Why won't you fucking help me?

- Because you're out of your mind right now.

- Are you kidding me?

I'm asking for your fucking help, what the fuck?

- Hey, Charli, I know you said you...

- Fuck you, fuck you, you know what?

I don't need you, I can just go there by my fucking self.

- Hey, yo, Charli, stay away from Sarah, she's a fucking...

Hey, stay away... - Fuck you.

- Stay away from Sarah, she's a fucking predator.

- Oh yeah, predator, well, I'll just...

- Hey, Charli, Charli?

Fuck.

- Hey, what's up, how's it going?

I'm a friend of Kyle's, I'm actually his girlfriend,

and is Sarah around

'cause I gotta talk to her about some business?

Hey, can you please open up?

It'll just take a minute.

Come on, please.

Hey, wait a minute, it'll just take a minute.

You won't...

- Keep the fucking noise down.

Sit.

- Sarah, hey, what's up?

I'm Kyle's girlfriend,

he sent me here to pick up some stuff for him, here.

- You have the wrong house.

- No, I've been coming here for months,

I just, I wait outside in the car,

I'm not a cop or anything like that.

Here, I can have him call you and he can...

- That won't be necessary.

- Well, okay, cool, so you'll hook me up?

- Sure, take off your clothes first.

- But I already said I'm not a cop or anything.

- Tack, escort this young lady out.

- No, it's cool, I can do it.

- The bra too, please.

- But you can see I'm not wearing a wire or anything.

- Do you know who I am?

If you fuck with me, Tack here is gonna tie you up,

have friends run a little train on you while I record it

and put it on the internet.

Now, the bra, please.

Turn.

You may dress now.

Sorry, you have to excuse me,

you can't trust people nowadays.

- Yeah, no, it's cool, I get it.

- So what can I do for you, Charli, was it?

- Do you have any Oxy?

- It's kinda hard to come by nowadays,

but I can accommodate.

So how long you been with Kyle?

- Six months or so.

- You guys probably fuck every day, huh?

- Something like that.

- Don't show up here for another two weeks at least.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's totally fine.

- I mean it.

I can't have you junkies running around here.

- Cool, yeah, thank you again.

- Charli, I'm thinking about what you said the other day

about running away, becoming new people,

I'm trying to think how to pull something like that off.

I realize disappearing is not about pretending, no,

it's about forgetting who you are.

I realize I do that every day and it makes me sad.

I kinda hate the things that I used to love,

I wanna get clean for a while, we should get sober together.

- I don't really think I'm ready for that.

- Baby, please, I really need you through this.

- Okay.

- Okay, settled then.

Bump till it's gone, then start over.

Hey Ricky, it's me, I need your services, gimme a call back.

Fuck.

- What about that guy you went out with last week?

- He's not gonna know anyone.

- Can you try?

- Yeah, sure.

Hey, sent, but I ghosted him, he's not gonna reply.

We should stay night and pass out.

- You know that's not gonna work.

- Oh.

- What about, what about Samuel?

- Who?

- That guy from the coffee shop who's always hitting on you.

- What am I supposed to say?

Order a latte and ask me if he's in on any dope?

- I mean.

- No, what about Sarah?

- She said I can't come back till next Thursday

and she was real specific about that.

- Where did Kyle go, what's the big deal?

- Fuck Kyle.

Oh my god, oh my God, yes, yes,

Trevor has a whole fucking pharmacy at his place.

- Who's Trevor?

- He's a scumbag from my work.

- Why haven't you called him then?

- Well, he's out of town, but we can break into his house.

- You're insane.

- Come on, he fucking deserves it, he's an asshole, okay?

- I'm not breaking into someone's house.

- Okay, listen, objectively, this is the right thing to do.

He sucks, he has all those drugs

and he's just gonna use them

to get these girls to do fucked up shit to him

and trust me on this, okay?

Just trust me, I know.

- Okay, and how are you gonna get in.

Do you have keys?

- Do you know how many times

I've broken into my mom's house?

It'll literally take me two minutes, okay?

We'll go in, two minutes, we'll be out, okay?

Trust me, I've got it.

- I fucking know Charli's too sketchy for me.

- Okay, can you drive me there though?

- You're fucking serious, aren't you?

- I'm not gonna Uber to the robbery.

- See what, I'm in

but if I get one hint of a bad feeling, I'm out.

- I love you.

- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

- Let's fucking go.

- Let's go...

You're sure this is a good idea?

- Yeah, it's fine, in and out, five minutes.

- Okay, we'll go.

Charli, Hurry up.

- Okay, I'm trying as best as I can, here we go.

- Charli, I feel like I hear something.

- It's okay, fine, calm down, okay?

- Okay.

- I got it...

- Okay, let's go.

Okay, let's go...

Should he have an alarm set or something?

That's what we broke in for?

- There were more, I swear.

- Could he take them or something?

- No, they have to be here.

- If he's outta town he would've made the bed up

or some shit.

- He probably has a maid coming or something.

- Charli, this don't feel right.

- Look, the sooner we can find them,

the sooner we get out of here.

So, I don't know, check the closet or something.

Okay.

- Who the fuck is you?

- Don't fucking touch her.

- You junkie bitch, I knew it.

- Where are the pills?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- The ones you keep in the living room, where are they?

- I sold that shit days ago.

- Then where's the money you got for them?

Charli, let's get out of here, it's not worth it.

- Tell me where it is.

- It's in my bank account.

You think I'd keep cash here?

- Charli, let's fucking go.

- You dumb little cunt,

you didn't think this through, did you?

- Shut up.

- You are finished, you hear me?

You are fucking...

- Zee, grab the blankets.

Zee, let's fucking go, we have to tie him up

before he wakes up, we have about 60 seconds, let's go.

- Okay, what did you do?

What did you do?

I have a concussion.

- You don't have a concussion.

- Do you think he called the cops?

- No, hell no.

- Does he know where you live?

Is he gonna come here?

- No way, I'll just get a new job, that's fines.

Okay, drugs.

- What?

- The bag of the drugs, you have it, right?

- I thought you had it, shit.

- What the fuck?

You don't have the fucking drugs, are you fucking serious?

- Everything was so messed up.

- What the fuck did we do that for...

you're the fucking bitch.

- What the fuck did you just call me?

Come back here.

What the fuck are you doing?

- Your emergency stuff, where the fuck is it?

I don't have an emergency stuff really.

I know you do, tell me where the fuck it is.

- You know if I had it 'cause we would've done it.

- What the fuck are you good for then?

What the fuck?

- Jesus Christ, excuse me.

- How many times do you fucking use my drugs?

Every fucking day, right?

And you can't even gimme one fucking pill?

- If I had one, I would, okay?

- I'm so fucking sick of you using me.

- Using you, using you?

Who the fuck do you think is paying rent in the past,

you useless fucking bitch?

- If I had a trust fund, you fucking bitch,

I'd pay the rent too.

- What the fuck did you just say?

- Yeah, you fucking heard me, you owe me.

- For what?

- Tonight I fucking saved your life,

Trevor was gonna kill you.

- I was only there because of you, fool.

- Fucking shit... - You fucking junkie...

- You wanted the pills just as much as I did,

you're the fucking junkie.

- Whatever.

- Okay, yeah, go to one of your fuck buddies

or better yet, go fuck my boyfriend again.

- What are you talking about?

- What fucking kind of friend are you?

I know about you and Kyle.

- I would never do that to you, I didn't shit with Kyle...

- Fuck you, tell me where your fucking money is

'cause I know you fucking well enough,

I know your parents give you money,

I like if you wouldn't be here,

you would be at the fucking streets

'cause you're fucking useless, you're fucking useless.

Now tell me where your fucking money is, tell me.

- You know they... - Tell me where it is...

- They don't fucking... - Tell me where it is,

- They cut me off.

- Tell me where it is.

- You know that I'm not...

- Tell me where fucking...

Tell me where fucking it is, tell me now.

Tell me, tell me fucking now.

- You know they cut me off.

- No, they didn't, you fucking liar.

You liar, why the fuck are you lying to me?

- The drawer, its' in the drawer there.

That's all you fucking can have.

Tell you what , you fucking did.

Get out my door because I'm fucking done with you.

But I know it.

- Wait, Zee, I'm sorry.

Zee, I'm sorry, okay?

- No, bye bitch, I'm fucking done with you.

Why won't you answer the phone, you fucking bitch?

Hey, leave a message, or don't.

- You fucking bitch.

Hey, leave a message, or don't.

- Hey, it's me.

I'm sorry, okay?

Zee, I'm just really worried about you

so if you could call me back whenever you get this,

that would be really great.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what's wrong with me,

I didn't mean what I said, I swear.

I'm just in a lot of pain right now

and it just really hurts and I'm so scared.

I'm so scared and I really need you,

I really, really need you, I need my Zee,

so if you could come back and we could just talk it out,

that would be really great.

Please just come back, okay?

Hey, open up.

Hey, what's up?

- Sarah's in the bath, sit.

- I like your hair.

What kinda gel do you use?

Is it from CVS or something?

- Wait in there.

- Okay.

- Has it been two weeks already?

I haven't seen your boyfriend in a while,

should I be expecting you from now on?

- We broke up.

- It happens.

So I don't have any more Oxy, but I do have some fentanyl.

I'll give it to you for a good price, yeah?

Would you like a taste?

You hurt so much, don't you?

In here?

That's okay.

You don't have to feel anything anymore.

Now open up.

How much money did you bring?

- 200.

- Don't worry about that right now,

you can give it to Tack on your way out, just relax,

just enjoy.

Everything's gonna be okay, you have nothing to worry about.

It feels nice, doesn't it?

Just relax, everything's gonna be okay.

- Come on, it's time to wake up.

Come on, Charli, time to wake up.

- What do you think?

- She looks good.

- Yeah, good morning, sleepy head,

do you want some breakfast?

- No, I'm good.

- Tack, fix our guest something to eat.♪♪

No, really, I'm fine.

- Nonsense, you should stay a while.

- I actually gotta go, so...

- Hmm, this isn't enough.

- What do you mean?

That's the 200, like we said.

- Charli, you've been here for two days,

you've done way more than $200's worth.

- What?

No, no, I just got here.

- You're sure about that?

- How much do I owe?

- Well, let's try another 200 plus the 200 right there.

- I don't think I have that.

- That's gonna be a problem, isn't it?

Sit down.

- Wait, no, I do have it, I do,

just, can you gimme a second?

- You have another 200?

- Yes, I do, in my bag, right here.

- Charli, we both know you don't have any more money.

- Yes, I do.

Look, it's right here.

- What the fuck?

- Stay back.

- What are you gonna do?

Tase me too?

Do you think I'm scared?

You know we'll find you, right?

Whatever little hole you crawl into, we're gonna find you.

- Yeah, you do that.

Fuck you, yeah, you heard me, fuck you,

I fucking hate you.

Fuck you, you fucking cunt, I wish you were fucking dead.

You heard me?

I wish you were fucking dead, fuck you.

Yes.

- Hi, mom.

Hi, Charli.

- Nothing, I just wanted to call and say hi.

Charli, this really isn't the best time.

- Oh, okay, sorry to bother you.

Have you thought anymore

about getting into the program?

Charli?

- I think it's too late for that now.

Oh, you're such a sweet, sweet, sweet girl,

what happened to her?

- She's gone.

Charli, are you there, baby?

Say something, please.

- Goodbye, mom.

Charli...

- What's wrong?

This is what you wanted.

Come on, take the first step.

You can trust me.

Charli, I'm here, Charli.

Holy shit, oh my God.

Okay, baby, baby come on, wake up.

Oh my God, don't do this to me.

You fucking bitch, come on, don't do this to me,

don't do this to me, not now, not now, not now, no, no, no,

wake up, wake up, wake up.

Look at me, I need you to open your eyes.

Wake the fuck up, I need you to wake the fuck up.

Charli, Charli, okay, okay.

Wake the fuck up, Charli, Charli.

- Hi.

- Holy shit.

I thought I lost you, don't you ever do that again.

Do you understand?

- Do what?

- You know what.

- I just really wanna die sometimes, you know?

- I know, but not yet, okay?

Not yet.

Holy shit.

Charli.

- You stayed.

- Of course, I live here.

- Yeah, I didn't know, I guess, after all the things I said,

I was a real cunt, huh?

What is that?

- It's what my insides would look like

if I swallowed bleach.

- Yeah, I see that.

Hey, you know how we talked about running away?

- Yeah.

- What if we went and did that right now?

- I'm not done with my painting.

- No, but listen, we need to go right now, okay?

Some serious stuff is about to go down

and I really think we should just go.

So can we go please?

- Because of Trevor?

- No, I can't explain it, okay?

Just, okay, I stole from some really bad people...

- Charli.

- And they're gonna come get me

and I really think we should just go right now, please.

- Well, if they come here, we'll face them together.

- Zee, I'm serious.

- So am I.

There, done.

We can go now.

- You mean it?

- Yeah, we'll get in my car,

drive till we've forgotten everything.

- Is this real or have I been off my meds for too long?

- Does it matter?

- No.

- Cutie.

You look ridiculous.