All language subtitles for War.Pony.2022.BDRip_от New-Team_by_JNS82_[eng]

Geez.

What's up, baby boy?

What up, booboo?

Whoa!

—What are you doing?
—Washing my hands.

His mama got locked up.

—What? For what?
—An old warrant or some bullshit.

I don't know, but you need
to go bail her.

Why can't she
just thug it out?

Because I got work.
I can't watch them.

Well, who said
you have to watch him?

Well, I know you ain't gonna
watch him, so…

How much is it?
—400.

What the fuck? How the fuck
am I gonna get that?

I don't fucking know where
you're gonna get $400.

—Ask her aunties.
—Mom, her aunties don't even like me.

—I ain't got time for this.
—You don't have time for what shit?

Your baby mama?
Or me?

Oh, you got a collar, huh?

Yo.

I have your dog.

Yeah, where you live at?

Like the first one
or the second one?

Alright. Well, I'll be by in like
a couple minutes or something.

Alright.

—Yo, you guys wanna buy a PS4?
—No.

Come on.

Come on.

Here you go.
Come on.

—What kind of dog is it?
—I don't even know.

She was just outside
of my house.

She's pretty cool, huh?

—You wanna buy her?
—No.

Come on.

Hey, you good?

Man, dog,
I'm fucking confused bro.

Fuck bro it's hot outside.

Hotter than
Germ's math teacher.

Oh, score.

Yeah.
He's flexing the burrito.

It's a bologna sandwich.

Hey. I'll give you
50 bucks for this couch.

I know you got some blaze.

Hey, Donny, look at these.

Holy cow. Holy fuck,
these are pretty nice bro.

Hey, don't fuck with that.
My dad will fuck you up man.

Alright, after I look
I'll return it.

—Geez!
—What?

Holy shit! What is this?
I knew he had something.

—What is this?
—Let me see.

—Let me check it out.
—Fuck you.

Yo, we can smoke that.

Bro let's smoke it then.

—Fuck that.
—Why?

My dad will fuck me up.

Bruh.

Shit's bunk.

—Did you experience it?
—Bro…

It's meth.

Meth is the best. I'm about it,
walking around like that.

Like you tried it.

Like you ever tried it?

—Well, I did.
—Oh. My. Gosh.

—But I did.
—Geez.

And it tastes like shit.

Bro, it burns the back
of your throat so much

it makes you skinny.

It makes you throw up
all your food.

You stay up for 14 days.

Bro one single
fucking hit.

One hit
you're addicted.

Fucker.

Boy, you're like 10.

You can't have tried it
back then.

Chicken wing, no way.

Let me see then.

You being a bitch bro.
Just let me see.

Bro, you're gonna
end up bony as fuck.

Let's sell it.

Yo, who is it?

I was talking to somebody
about returning a dog.

Oh, yeah.
She's mine. Let me see.

Come on.

—So, what's good?
—Not much.

—You got a return fee?
—For what?

Well, we were just thinking,
since we brought it back

you could hook it up
with a little something.

Can't be
giving out handouts, bro.

That's bad for business.

But if you want to buy her,
I could cut you in

because you found her.

—She's expensive though.
—Fuck.

—How much is she?
—A rack.

—Sometimes two. Just depends.
—Fuck, a rack for that?

Fuck, yeah. Shit.

If you breed her, the puppies
go for like a rack or two each.

Holy fuck, man.

Yo, so I'm gonna make some
tea. Do you guys want any?

—No, I'm good.
—No, we're straight.

But I just think it's fucked up
that we did a good deed

when we didn't have to,
and we can't get no deal or nothing.

We could've just
ran off with it.

Could cut you a deal for 990
for your little good deed or whatever.

What the fuck? 990?
Ain't that some cheap—skating ass shit?

You're only taking 10 bucks off of that.
You fucking serious?

Shit. I mean, you're the one
fucking coming at me with a deal.

I'm giving you one, bro.

First of all, we ain't come
and ask for a deal.

We're coming because we're
bringing your dog back.

And second of all,
when do I need the money by?

Shit.
Could be tonight.

Could be tomorrow.
ASAP.

Hurry up,
you fucking…

His donkey
looks retarded.

We got some meth, bro.
You want some?

Shut the fuck up.

That donkey's straight up
dementia or something. Fuck.

Yo, why are you
calling me out like that?

'Cuz bro, we got some shit
and we need to get rid of it.

—How much?
—How much do you want?

Probably just a dub
right now.

100 bucks, bro.

100 bucks
for a fucking dub, man?

What the fuck, man?
That shit's outrageous, bro.

—All right. 60 bucks.
—60 bucks is still too much, man.

What the fuck? You think
I'm a bank or something?

I'll give you $20 for two dubs, man.
That's a deal.

Okay wait, hold up.
You got any hoots?

Shit, yeah.
I got a couple.

Well, I'll tell you this.
We'll take 40 and the hoots.

Shit, all I got is 20 on me
right now.

Alright bro, that'll work.
Give it to him.

Shit, y'all are crazy, yo.

Alright, for sure, boys.

Pleasure doing business
with you and your donkey.

Yeah, papered,
but we have to pay tomorrow.

—What's he getting a poodle for?
—Puppy soup.

—No shit?
—Alright, then.

—Well, hit me back.
—Bro, what you getting a poodle for?

Bro, because when I breed her,
that's like 10 Gs per litter.

Shit.
How much?

She's a rack, but I got
a good deal for her.

I know, but how much
for the one you're getting?

I just said that. She's a rack,
but I got a good deal.

—Damn, a rack for a poodle?
—Yeah.

I've been saying, man.

Fuck, we should have
just stole that thing. Shit.

Yeah. Bro that's fucking
crazy shit.

Shit, who are you
gonna breed it with?

—Hello?
—Who's he gonna breed it with, bro?

I don't know, man,
but it don't make no sense.

He's gonna need two of them.

Yeah, if you want to split the litter
you gotta come in on half.

—Who you talking to?
—I'm talking to Tiberius, man. Chill out.

Man, fuck that motherfucker.

Is it like one of those
little poodles?

No, it's a legit poodle,
bro.

Yeah, bro. If we get
the brindled ones, it's 4K a dog.

Bro, tell him
I said fuck him, bro.

If I see him, I'm gonna fuck him up
and I'm gonna take his dog.

Bro, you need to calm
down, alright?

This is business.

Plus, he don't have the dog.
See, this is the point.

I'm trying to have him
buy the dog with me.

I could care less, bro.
Still, fuck him.

—Tell him I said that shit too.
—Shit.

—Hello? Who are you talking about?
—Huh?

No, man. We ain't fucking
talking about you.

We are fucking talking
about you.

Man, shut up.

Hey, but I'll talk
to you later, alright?

Tiberius? What kind of
fucking name is that anyway?

—Did he call Popcorn?
—Shit.

Yeah bro. But remember Popcorn
is breeding with Sissy Sanchez now.

Pop this bitch…

Hey, bro.
This ain't enough.

—I got you.
—Alright, thank you, Auntie.

I got him.

Shit…

—Hey, you guys hiring?
—We are not.

No?

Echo!

—Echo!
—What?

Is that my baby or did
you have another one?

—Echo!
—What do you want?

You.
Where you been at?

—Home.
—Oh.

—It's like that?
—What do you want?

I got you this.

—I gotta go.
—Why?

Because I don't want to talk
to you right now.

—Why?
—Because I'm mad at you.

Since when?

Since you stole my fucking car
and missed your son's baptism.

Took that hoe on a run
to Denver

when I told you my car
didn't have tags.

—Shit.
—Yep.

But like you don't even know me
anymore. I'm a changed man.

I'm about to be rich as fuck
with a million poodles.

—I gotta go.
—Ah.

Fuck.

Man Germ you're stinking
like some fucking ass or something.

You haven't showered
in four weeks.

Chee four.

If you laugh, you're
in love with Lil' Marty.

Alright, alright.
—Nay this guy laughed.

Starting now.

Fuck it, out.

Hi.

Stealing from your
own dad now, huh?

Hello?

No.

Who the fuck ate
my sandwich then?

I did.

—What's wrong with you?
—Nothing.

—I need the bed tonight.
—Okay.

Alright, I got wheels

rims, catalytic converters,
batteries, gas.

Oh, and a GPS system.

I can do $250 for everything but the gas.
I don't buy gas anymore.

Fuck, would you be able to
do at least $400 or $350?

No, it's the end
of the month.

You'll have to wait till next Thursday
when the boss gets back

if you want him
to take another look.

To be honest, I'm just
trying to buy this dog.

What's the best
you can do today?

—It's $250, man.
—Fuck.

I'll take that rice cooker
for $20, though.

$20?
Alright then.

But I gotta sell it
with the dishwashing gloves.

It's like
a two—for—one deal.

Well, how about $22
for both?

Yeah.
That sounds good.

Bro, you know anybody
looking for any PS4s?

No, we don't buy PS4s, bro.

You might have to try
Prairie's Edge.

Fuck, alright.

100 equals 10
to the second power.

10 times 10.

1,000 equals 10
to the third power.

10 times 10 times 10 times
10 times 10 times 10

and so on
through the series.

Now, we can do it
with another number like two

which is
pretty straightforward.

Two to the first power
equals itself.

Two.

Two to the second power
equals four.

Now…

following that pattern

what would be the next
number in this series?

Two to the fifth power?

Good.
Two to the fifth power.

And the answer
to that would be what?

20?

It would be two times

two times two times
two times two is eight.

Two times eight is 16.

Two times 16 is 32.

So, this is all the material
that you're gonna need to know

for your quiz on Thursday.

Those of you that don't have
your notebooks and pencils out

you probably want to get
them out and get these down.

Any questions on this
so far?

Does this make sense?

Thursday's quiz is going
to cover exponents.

So, see you tomorrow.

This is
a prepaid call from…

Carly.

.… an inmate
at the County Correctional Facility.

To decline this call,
press nine now,

—and to accept this call ——
—Accept.

—Thank you. Your call has been accepted.
—Hello?

What are you doing?
Come bail me.

What the fuck you talking about?
How? I don't even have no money.

I don't know, Bill.
Figure it out.

It's fucking cold in here.

Well, then what the fuck did you do
to get there in the first place?

For a traffic violation,
Bill. I don't know.

—Is my son okay?
—Duh, what you think?

—Well, where is he?
—With my mom.

You have
30 seconds left.

Man the fuck up
and bail me right now, Bill.

I'm not fucking playing.

How about you fucking call
the homeboy

that you've been messaging
and have him come bail you?

Oh, you mean homeboy
who looks after your son

because you're too busy
ratting off

with your new family
to be a fucking dad to him?

You rat off
all the fucking time.

You know what?
Girl, I rat around

because I don't even know
where we stand, alright?

And I ain't got time
for this.

That's why you
need to fucking bail me out

so I can take care
of my own goddamn kid——

—Hello?
—Hey, man. What you selling?

What up, bro?
It's a poodle with papers.

Why the fuck you buying
a poodle, man?

Nah, I'm gonna breed her,

but I gotta pay
this girl tomorrow.

How much?

Hey, I'm gonna have
to call you back.

Alright.
No problem.

—What's up, man?
—Howdy.

You need some help?

Yeah, my front tire's
blown out.

Damn. Well, you got
any cash on you?

I could help you like,

take you to Rush
or something.

I was hoping maybe you'd
take me up to my house

and I'll have my boys
come back for the truck.

Well, where do you live?

About two miles
out of Scottsbluff.

Ooh.

That's gonna have
to cost you.

Yeah?
How much?

Shit.

Scottsbluff is pretty far.
Plus, I need some gas.

I'd say at least $80.

All right.
That'll work.

—Alright. Well, hop in.
—Alrighty.

—What's up, Dad?
—What's up little man?

Nothing.

—How was school?
—Good.

Tight. Tight.

Well, you wanna play
some video games?

Nah, I gotta work.

Why, you still got
that one job?

No, those fuckers fired me
over some dumb shit.

I'm going to get
a job soon.

—Oh, yeah?
—Yeah.

So I can get a phone
and talk to my girl.

You ain't got no girl.

You wanna hit it?

I know you smoke.

Alright, Snoop.

Give me that back now.

That's what you get.

I got a hot lunch for you.

—You ate already?
—Yeah, I ate.

What'd you eat?

Oh, shit.
My bad.

That was last night,
but I'm not even hungry.

Alright.

What's that?

A book to learn magic.

—Show me a magic trick.
—What kind of magic?

I don't know.

Show me a card trick,
something.

—I don't like card tricks.
—Why not?

'Cause it's not real magic.

What's real magic?

Like when you can change
things with your mind.

I'll show you a magic trick.

I'll make this
food disappear.

Alright, man.
I'm out.

Alright.
I'll be in in a bit.

Alright.

You can
just pull over here.

Wait here for a second.

Say, Bill.

How'd you like to make
another $100?

Shit, how so?

The thing is I'm supposed
to have dinner with my wife

and I was hoping
that you'd do me a favor

and head out to the truck

and swap out
that tire for me.

Is it all yours?

Yep.
It's all mine.

—I could do it for $200.
—Okay.

Here's the thing, Bill.

The important thing
here is that

I got a girl
out in that truck.

Ooh.

And I'm going to need you
to give her a ride home.

Could you do that for me?

Sure.
Where does she stay?

I don't know.
You'll have to ask her.

Somewhere on the rez,
I think.

Oh, shit.

Shit, I mean that's like
a couple hours

to go pick her up
and an hour back to Ridge

plus I don't even know
where she be staying.

I'm gonna need a little bit
more than $200.

—How much more?
—$400.

—$400?
—And a job.

And a job?

What makes you think
I got a job for you?

I mean…

You got two big houses,
big 'ol land.

You must be doing
something right.

I'll tell you what.

I'm not gonna give you $400

but we can see about
the job.

What do you think?

Yeah, well, I appreciate all that

but I gotta go get my son
to the dentist.

I'mma have to pass.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold up, hold up, hold up.

I'll do $300

and you might be in luck
with the job, yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

I could do that.
Throw it in the trunk.

Alrighty.

Check this out.

That's pretty cool.

I waited six fucking months
for this little bastard, man.

They sent it to two
or three P.O. boxes

before they finally got us.

I spaced them out.

Yeah.

Alright, little man.

See you later.

Alright.
See you, Dad.

Yeah.

—Fuck!
—What are you doing, bro?

Don't come barging in
like that next time.

—My bad.
—Fuck this guy.

Scared you shitless?

Or shirtless?

Here you go, bro.
Check it out.

This here, my boy,
is Epsom salt.

Ha, I ain't
your fuckin' son.

—You good?
—Yeah.

I'm Bill.
I'm taking you home.

Go ahead.
You can just get in.

Look at these little guys.

Fucking mutts,
forget about it.

—Who's looking?
—Who's all looking?

Is this shit good,
or what?

—It's good stuff, bro.
—Yeah it's legit.

—Who's your dad?
—Arnie Whitehorse.

Get the fuck outta here.

Whitehorse's kid
out here

trying to sell me
his own fucking drugs.

—How much?
—50 bucks.

35.

45!

45? This kid——

45?

—Man.
—Whitehorse.

Arnie Whitehorse.
Fuck. Alright.

Let's go then.

Yo, let's go around the back.
That guy was fucking——

—What'd you guys get?
—Just wait till we get home.

—What? What is it?
—Wait till we get home.

—What is this shit, bro?
—What?

This shit's fake as fuck.
What y'all give me?

What?
What is this?

—Fuck!
—Run!

Dad! Dad!

Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!
He's trying to kill us!

Yo, the fuck
you doing here?

—He's trying to beat us up!
—Who? Who?

—That guy!
—What'd you do?

I don't know what we did!
—Yo, what the fuck did you do?

—He bit me!
—Who, this guy?

—That's my son. What's up?
—That's your fuckin——

What the fuck?!

Yeah, that's my fucking son!
What's good, bitch?!

You want some?

Right here then, WWE style.

Where were you?

I think I found a job.

Doing what?

Working for
some white guy.

I made like 300
taking some people home.

—Like a taxi?
—I don't know.

I guess. But I'll be doing
more stuff, too.

Well, good.

You could bail Carly.
The kid would be happy.

—He already looks happy.
—That's 'cause he's sleeping.

I saw you dance before.

You're a really good dancer.

Thanks.

Can I have a kiss?

Does it hurt?

I'll be gentle.

—I wasn't talking about that.
—Oh.

What were you talking about?

—Your face.
—Oh, shit. My bad.

Um…

I don't want to
do it here.

Okay.

Come here.

Man,
you're really goofy, huh?

You still love me.

—Why don't you come outside?
—Holy fuck.

—What?
—What the fuck is that?

What do you mean?

What do you mean,
what is it? It's a poodle.

I know it's a fucking
poodle, you idiot.

—Where'd you even get her at?
—Does it really matter?

You probably stole it.

What makes you think
I stole it?

Don't be thinking like that.
I bought it.

The most goofiest shit
I've ever heard.

Only you would buy some
white lady—type dog, I swear.

I'm gonna tell everybody
that she's yours

so I don't look like
a pussy.

Fuck no, you better not
tell nobody that's my dog.

—Why not?
—Why would you even buy it?

Why the fuck would you even
invest in something like this?

'Cuz, you know, it's not
just mine. It's yours too.

So, what?
What do you plan to do?

I don't know. What do you
want to do with it?

—It's half yours.
—I can't take care of no fucking dog, Bill.

That's alright.
She's hella great, though.

She could make us rich.

Buy you that car.
Buy you some new clothes.

I'mma get us a trailer
and give you more baby boys.

Oh, you're a fucking rat.

—And you're beautiful.
—Yeah?

You know.

So, what's up?

She wants you
to come outside.

I want you to come outside.
Please?

You're fucking crazy.

—You need some help?
—No, I'm good.

All right.

Oh, shit.

—Here, can you hold this?
—For what?

Because you're gonna
stay with me.

Oh, my God.

Yo, what the fuck
did you do?

You wouldn't think
I would notice,

you stupid little fuck?!

Fuck you!
Look at me!

Look at me!

Fight back!

Fight back, bitch!
Fight back!

You're a bitch!
Fight me!

You're gonna get me
fucking killed!

Fight back.
Come on, son.

You putting salt
in my fucking shit!

You think I wouldn't
notice it?

Get the fuck
out of my house.

I don't want you here
no more.

Hey, Bill!

Come on up!

Here you go.

Okay.

So, the whole point of wine,
Bill

is sipping it slowly
so you can enjoy it.

Oh, shit.
Thank you.

So, do you have any
holiday plans this year?

Not really.

Probably just try to
hang out with my kids.

I didn't know you had kids.

—I got two sons.
—Wow. Two sons.

—That's amazing.
—So listen, Bill.

We own Fall River Farms

and there's a bunch of positions
opening up at the plant

and I was thinking we could
get you started over there

because I know
—So adorable.

you could do
with more work.

—What do you think?

Yeah, I'd appreciate that.

Thanksgiving is obviously
our busiest time of year

and we're providing to
three new suppliers this year

—which is huge for us.
—Huge.

—Yeah.
—Yeah, Bill.

—Bill should help with Halloween.
—Oh, okay.

Yeah, because last year,

—we hired this Mexican
company from Rapid

and, well, one of the employees
pooped on our lawn.

Okay, honey.
It wasn't a Mexican thing.

It was just
a bad manners thing.

—No, he was Mexican.
—He just happened to be Mexican.

That's not why——
I mean, come on.

We can laugh about it now.

Like I'm laughing, but at the time,
it really wasn't that funny.

Look, someone shat
on our lawn,

who happened
to be Mexican, okay?

Anyway, I'd still love to keep you
around the house doing personal stuff

if you'd be open to,
you know, having two jobs

but we don't need to
get into all that today.

Oh, my gosh.
Who's this little doggie?

Oh, that's Beast.
I'm breeding her,

trying to start
my own business.

Beast?
That's an interesting name.

Yeah. My son named her
so no rez dogs would fuck with her.

I love that.
You really are…

—You're just, you're so different.
—He's smart, honey.

Unlike most of
the other guys around here.

Oh, who is this?

Someone that's dead to me.

—Oh, sweetie. I'm so sorry.
—No, it's all right.

No, no, it isn't. You poor thing.
When did she pass?

—Huh?
—When did she die?

We just broke up.

Oh!

I thought she died.

—All right, Bill. So what did you do?
—I thought she died.

Nothing.
—Come on.

—You must have
done something.

—Nothing.

Nothing at all, huh?

See, this is my new girlfriend.
We also got a kid together.

Aww.
—Wow.

Well, you want to hang onto that one,
buy her lots of presents.

Tell her she's always right.
Trust me with this.

Let me tell you something.

If there were no women in the world,
money would have no meaning.

Matter of fact, Allie, why don't you
take Bill up to your jewelry box

and give him something you don't
wear anymore so he can give it to…

—What's her name, Bill?
—Echo.

—Ethyl?
—Echo.

—Echo?
—Echo.

These I got from Alaska.

Cool.

—But you don't
want these, though.

—Why?
—They have bad juju.

Me and Tim, we almost got
divorced that trip.

We almost get divorced
a lot, but…

I think Echo
would like these.

Dreamcatchers.

What about those ones?

These?

You picked my favorite.

—You just gonna give them to me?
—Yeah.

I'm just gonna
give them to you.

Wow. Thank you.

So, anything else?

—No, I'm alright.
—Okay, great.

I got you this.

Hi.

—I need someplace to stay.
—Why?

My dad kicked me
out of the house.

Okay.

I got three rules if you're gonna
be staying here with me.

No fighting in the house…

keep it real with me,

and you gotta go to school
every day.

Go ahead and get comfortable.
Pick a shelf.

This is where
you're gonna be staying.

Don't bring no drama
into my tipi, okay?

Okay.

Thanks.

Coffee time.
—Thanks.

It ain't him.

Close.

I'm still mad at you.

I know.

But you love me.

Everything's gonna be
different this time.

No, keep it.

Keep it.

You alright?

Yeah.

So how'd you get
the job? Tim?

Yeah.

This is one turkey shed
over here

then there's like three
or four down that way.

All right, they might be
a little loud,

—so beware.
—Alright.

They're crazy, too.
Rowdy.

Really rowdy.
Been locked up 24/7.

—You got asthma?
—No.

This is
the turkey jerky room.

This is the layout.

The snipping.

The weighing.

This is probably
where you will start out.

And then we have
the packaging back there.

Yeah.

—Hello?

This is
a prepaid call from…

Carly.
Pick up the phone, bitch.

Sit.

Come on, girl.
Sit.

Beast.
Please!

Sit.

Let's go!

Let's go!
Let's go!

Hey, you need to come
get her.

She's not feeling great.

Like how?
Is she okay?

Yeah, I don't fucking know.

She was like this
when I picked her up.

You just need to get her
out of here.

That's not good.

Well, fuck.

What am I supposed to do?

Um, it's up to her.

Whatever she wants.

Hey.

Hey!

I think this is it.

I don't speak Lakota.

Matho.

We've been looking
all over for you.

What?

Bro, I'm sorry
to tell you this.

They found your dad
in the creek.

I'm sorry.

I'm finally home.

I gazed upon the Lord's
sweet, smiling face

and for the first time
in my life

I knew and felt His grace.

Can I have a cigarette?

Hey, I'm gonna head out.

Hey, Bill.

Come here.
Share this glass with me.

Goddamn.

What's up?

Who the fuck let you out?

Long time, no see, bitch.

Where's my money at?

Shit.

I don't know
where that shit is.

Well, I heard you got
an expensive new dog

and a fancy job,
so you must have some money.

—Are you mad at me?
—No.

I don't expect much
from you.

Ugh…

What you mean, "Ugh?"

Like, "Ugh, why can't you
just be nice to me?"

You're fucking weird, man.

What's that?

—It's some wine.
—Look at you

trying to act
all brand new and shit.

I just got
some acquired taste.

Oh, I gotta
fucking throw up.

I ain't fucking playing
with you, Bill.

Man, I want
my fucking money.

Bet.

Oh…

Come on, Bill.
Get up.

—What?
—Nothing.

Hurry up.
I gotta go.

Who gave you
all those hickeys?

Huh?

Fuck!

Where's Beast?

I don't know.

Well, what about Carly?

I have no clue.

Oh, my God.

Fucking idiot.

Hey, did you guys
see my dog?

No.

Hello?

Yeah, I could do that.

Stop doing that.

Can I use the bathroom?

Watch the fuck out!

What's up?

Hey.

Hey, Matho.

Matho!

Get out of there!
Hustle!

Boy, go on!
Get out of here!

There you are!

Don't run, now.
Don't run. Relax, now.

Relax.
Relax.

Relax, now.

We'll go to the office,
okay?

Let's find out
what the trouble is.

Relax, now. Okay?

All right, we're gonna go.

It's Carly.
Leave me a message.

You want some turkey jerky?

No.

Well, we're going to have
to make a short stop.

How short?

Where's Carly at?
—Jail.

They took her
back this morning.

Well, did you see my dog?

—No.
—No——

What the fuck do you want?

Motherfucker,
my motherfucking dog!

I sold your little
bitch ass dog.

—Sold her to who?
—To the only other motherfucker

down here
that's dumb enough

to sell fucking poodles
on the fucking rez.

Man, you shouldn't even be
taking people's shit

—like that.
—You know what?

That's pretty fucking funny

coming from your
little bitch ass, Bill.

You left me in jail to go
buy a fucking dog,

so stay in your little
fucked up lane, alright?

—Fuck you.

Come on.

What are you doing?
You can't drive with him

—like this.
—Why?

Because he don't have
a car seat.

Yeah, I don't have
a car seat.

Well, then maybe you
shouldn't be driving

—with him in the first place.
—Oh, my God.

Listen, I like that you care
but can you

just mind your damn business
for five minutes?

Hey, I need you
to watch Mason.

Where are you going?

I have to go find Beast
real quick.

Oh, no, no. I have to go
to the volleyball game.

I'll be real quick.
It'll take an hour.

It'll take an hour.
I'll be right back, okay?

—I'm sorry.
—Hey, come on, now.

—You're such a butthead.

Has anybody got a taser?

What the fuck
are you going to do

with a taser
if she has a gun?

Shit, bro.
You ever get tased?

That shit hurts worse,
more than a bullet.

Hello?

Hey, yo.

Where's my dog at?

Yo!

What?

I said, where's my dog at?

I don't fucking know, man.

Why the fuck is everyone
coming at me today for?

I'm just looking for my dog.

I'm not trying to come
at you, bro.

Look, if y'all don't know

the fucking poodle business,
man,

there's nothing
I can do for you.

So, can you please
get the fuck out?

Oh, all right.

Chill, bro.
I'm gone, alright?

She had her babies?
Yes!

Go.
Go get the boys.

Goddamn.

What did you even do?

—Help me get these in.
—Yeah.

Look what you did.

One, two, three,
four, five…

six, seven, eight, nine.

Shh. Be quiet.

—That's $18,000.
—Shh!

She's cute.

Look, it gots waves.

Oh, I missed you.

Where'd you go?

Hello?

Come on, come on.

The Bible tells us

to rejoice in hope

to be patient
in tribulation.

There's a lot of problems
in our country and…

God knows that,
and so do we.

If we look at creation,
and we look

—at everything around——
—What the fuck is this?

They didn't give
you extra pineapple?

Fuck, I told them.

Hey, bro.
My dad will go back in there

if they forgot
the extra pineapple

and they'll just
put them on for free.

Let me have some.

Alright, man.
I didn't have none.

… that'll
save you, it'll save me.

It'll save all of us.

What's up?

Well, why have you been
leaving me on seen?

Is it true you got suspended
for meth?

—Who said that?
—Thelma.

Well, nay.
That's not even true.

What'd you get
suspended for?

Why do you care?

My mom said I'm not allowed
to hang around you anymore.

—Why?
—Because she don't trust you.

Well,
she don't even know me.

Tell her to invite me over.

I don't even want to be
with you anymore.

We're not even together.
I only snagged you

—that one time.
—Save it,

'cause you're disgusting.
I ain't trying to be

with someone who can't even
get through high school.

Well, fuck you, bitch.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.

Why are you home
from school?

I think I'm sick.
I don't feel good.

What kind of sick are you?

My stomach kind of hurts,
and I have a sore throat.

What are my rules?

Don't lie.

Speak up.

Don't lie, don't fight,
and go to school.

They called my house phone.

I'll work for you for free.

Excuse me?

If you let me stay,
I'll work for you for free.

Okay, listen.
You got in trouble, and you told me

you're staying with me
and now you got

the whole school
paying attention to me.

You can't work
for me at all.

But they didn't find
anything. I hid it.

That was the
Buddy Red Bow track there.

I hope you guys
enjoyed that.

—Get out.
—You're listening to KILI radio…

Can I eat first?

Fuck.

Yo, I have to get some gas.

Fuck.

Bro, what's wrong with you?
You mad at me?

No, you're too fucking
stupid to get mad at.

What do you mean by that?

You're fucking boring.

You think you're
interesting, and you're not.

Nobody gives a fuck
about your baby mamas

or your
fucking stupid stolen dog.

Hey, man.
Don't call her stupid.

She's not stupid.
You're stupid.

Alright. Well, text Tim.
Tell him I'm gonna be late.

What do you mean, text Tim?
Why don't you just text him

if y'all are so close?

I never said we was close.

Alright, then. So what is it
that y'all be doing?

What does he do? Does he pay
you or something?

—What's the deal?
—That's not your business.

We just fucking kick it.

You just kick it?
Okay.

You know that he has
a lot of girlfriends, right?

So?
That's not my place.

—Ah, fuck.
—What's wrong?

—She's about to trip.
—What?

—Just stay in the car.
—I swear you're not playing

—with a full deck.
—Ah, I'm kilt now.

Fuck. Fuck. I don't like
that kinda energy, bro.

You're so fucking stupid.

What?
—What the fuck?

Don't trip.
—What?

What do you mean,
don't trip?

Let's go.
I'll explain.

—Explain what?
—Beast got stolen.

—What?

Come on, Beast got stolen.

—Who's in your car?
—It's a girl from work.

I have to give her a ride home.
—What do you mean

give her a ride home?
—It's my job.

What kind of job requires

you have to give bitches
rides?

—Come here.
—I gotta fucking go!

Get the fuck up off me!

I need you to calm
the fuck down.

Wow.
Look at your fucking neck!

Man, you're
fucking tripping.

Why the fuck you got
hickeys on your neck?

—What?
—What? What?

Let's fucking go!

You're fucking gross!

—Oh, my God.
—Are you taking me, or what?

Let me take you home.

What, with your other
fucking bitch?

Gross. I just met him a
couple hours ago, but okay.

—Shut up!
—Bitch, fucking…

—Get the fuck away from me.
—Get in the car then.

—Bitch.
—Fuck you! Don't tell me.

—what the fuck to do.
—Go!

You fucking go!
—Go!

Damn, you're in the car.

This sacrifice,
this ancient spell…

I hope the land
receives it well.

And so beneath
the moon's descent,

I hope my loved one
might rise again.

Wake up, wake up, wake up.

What happened right here?

—You got bit?
—I did.

Matho!

Yo, bro,
I could ask my grandma

if you can spend the night.

I asked my mom,
but she wasn't into it.

Bro, I'm good. I'll probably
just stay here for a bit.

But bro, it's boarded up.

Well, I can
maybe go get some stuff,

and go decorate it
or something.

But where are you
gonna get furniture

and all that stuff?

Maybe I'll just go
on the swap.

I only need some blankets
and a TV.

I could call my auntie

and see if she has an old TV
she don't want no more.

Bro, if you want
to make it look nice,

you could get
some plants, too.

Yeah, and maybe just
like a couch to sit on.

Yeah, maybe from the
dollar store or somewhere.

You could also
just steal it.

It's broken.
—It is.

I gotta get that fixed.

You shocked me…

I shocked you?
My bad.

Oh, motherfucker.

Damn.

Hey.

Echo!

You locking me out now?

What do you want, Bill?

Beast had her puppies.

Wow.

Yo, could I talk to you
for a second?

—About what?
—I was just driving

that girl home, and
I don't even know her name

and I just wanted
to tell you

that I'm getting
promoted at work too

so I'll have more money
to help you.

Anything else?

—What are you doing tonight?
—Why?

Because I want to know.

So I could watch Mason?

—No.
—I have a fucking kid, Bill.

What else would I be doing?

Well, let me watch him.

Yeah, let me watch him.
It's Halloween.

Go out and have some fun.

—Don't you have work?
—No.

Okay.
That will help.

Thanks.

Yeah, you're welcome.

You boys okay?

Okay, I'll be back
to check on you guys

—every 10 minutes, alright?
—Yeah.

I'll just be
right over there.

—Okay?
—Yeah.

Watch out for your
brother and those puppies.

And you got Beast
to protect you, alright?

All right, I love you.

Love you.

Hi.
—Hi.

You guys look great.

—Spooky.
—Thank you. You too.

I'm Allison.
Bill, you know me.

—Nice to meet you.
—Alright, yep.

So, you could
help these guys out.

—They're catering.
—I got somebody

coming tonight
that I think wants

—to buy one of your pups.
—Man, no shit. For real?

—Yeah, man.
—Alright then.

We have faders,

we have all these
Halloween decorations…

Let's go.

Bro, let's go.

What the fuck
you looking at, man?

Hey Bill, could you
take that for me?

Man,
you gotta have a mixer.

—A chaser.
—It's kinda gross.

Oh, damn.

Just leftover back there.

Should I just sip or drink it?

Just drink it.

Are we gonna sell this
or drink it?

Drink it.

—Give me it.

Oh!

Scared me.

What'cha doing?

Nothing.

Just looking for some
bottles for upstairs.

Oh, okay. Well, don't let me
interrupt you.

You know, I know about
his little girlfriends.

It's okay.
It's not like…

It's not like a thing.

We don't need to talk
about it or anything.

Okay.

But, like,
it's easier for him now.

Because he has you,
who lives at the rez and…

Before, he was
just finding these girls

on Facebook and…

I don't know nothing
about that.

Oh. Well, I do.
I read his messages.

You know, I really don't get it.

I don't get it.

Personally, I don't
really see the appeal

if you know what I mean.

I don't know if he's got,
like, an Indian fetish

or they're the only ones

that he can con
into having sex with him.

Like I said, I don't know
anything about that.

But technically…

Technically, you're like
sex trafficking

and you could go
to jail for that.

And you know, like you know
that you're not…

You're not any different
from them.

I think I better
get back to work.

Let's go.
Nobody saw.

What are we doing?

My Auntie's
not coming back tonight.

Where is she?

They're all gone
for the weekend.

How do you know
she's not coming back?

Come on. Get in there.

Okay.

What are we gonna get?

Look for the blue bag.

She keeps all her guns
and meth in there.

Wait, what are we getting?

Shh, shut the fuck up.

Just find the blue bag.

Let's get the fuck
out of here.

Yes, yes, yes.

Hustle.

—This one.
—Yeah! Let's go.

Alright, here you go.

Put it in the ignition.

Try turning it into the…

There you go.

Ooh!

Holy fuck.
Fucking fruit.

—I know.
—Weirdo.

Fruits these days.

Swing it!

Disgusting.

When you gonna pass it?

—Little Worm…
—I did pass it.

—Pass it back——
—Little Worm.

Bro, pass the blue bag
to the back.

Where are we going?

Bro, let's go to
Denver and sell all of this.

Where is Denver?

Holy shit!

Come on. Talk back there
or something bro.

—It's pretty quiet.
—I'm trying to roll.

I already know.

I already know.
I already know.

I already know.

Let me try some.

You want some, huh?

I ain't giving you
that much.

Fuck.

Oh, bro.
There's something to my arm.

Bro, where the fuck
are you going?

My fucking head…

What's wrong with him?

Bro, we gotta go.

Man, you're fucking
scaring me.

Bro, I mean it, bro.
We gotta go.

Then fucking leave!
—Let's go. We gotta go.

Bro, we ain't taking
responsibility for that.

Let's go.

Someone grab that blue bag.

Oh.

Thanks, Bill.

This one's for me,
and this one's for you guys.

Drive safe, alright?

—What about that guy?
—What guy?

The guy that you said
would buy that dog?

Oh.

Well, I know
Luis here doesn't…

He doesn't want a dog,

because he's allergic
to dogs.

Isn't that right?
Yeah.

Hot Dog, you want a dog?

What kind of dog is it?

It's a poodle.

Absolutely not.

Cynthia, devil woman,
you want a poodle?

—No.
—No?

Omar, do you want a poodle?

No, man.
I already got a dog.

All right.

Well…

I guess nobody
wants a poodle, Bill.

Where did that kid
get a poodle?

Oh, shit.

Yo, what the fuck, bro?

What are you guys doing?

What are you doing
out the car, son?

I need to go
to the bathroom.

Poor guy.
Are you all right?

Shit, I'm sorry.

Where's my dog?

Did you see where she went?

I can't see shit.

Are you okay?

Aw, don't cry.
Hold on. Hang on. Hang on.

What's going on, bud?
Quit crying.

Aw, little guy.

Where the fuck is she?

Fuck, man.
It's cold as fuck.

Either of you guys see her?

No, bro. Where the fuck's
she at, man?

Beast!

—Beast!
—Beast!

——What was that?

—Holy shit.
—Bro, bro, bro, bro, bro!

Holy fuck man.
Oh, my God.

Bill!

What the fuck happened?

Yo, he shot my homie's dog.

Man, that's some
fucking bullshit.

Okay, you need to
calm down right fucking now

or I'll call the police.

You killed my homie's dog

over a fucking turkey!

Why are you in my face?

Why the fuck are you
in my fucking face?!

Don't you put
your hands on me.

Whoa.

Go home, Bill.

I don't think I could
take care of these…

Shay.

… and like maybe
you should keep them.

And I'm really sorry.

Well, I guess
I'll see you around.

What are you doing?

Are you okay?

You got a name?

Are you hungry?

What do you want, pancakes?

A sandwich?

I want a peanut butter
and jelly sandwich.

Alright.
Well, go sit down.

I'll make it for you.

Do you like coffee?

Well, you will
whenever you grow up.

Who's calling, please?

—What's up?
—What's up?

Sit down.

I was wondering if you could
pay out my wages for me.

Okay. Um…

Your dog killed
one of the turkeys

contaminated my personal pen

and you punched my cousin
in the face.

Yeah, but I worked them
two weeks

and I didn't get paid for it,

so I'm just asking
for what you owe.

Okay.
You get me 45 turkeys,

and then we can talk
about your pay.

How's that?

She didn't even
do shit to 45 turkeys.

She killed one,
but it was on accident

and where the fuck am I
gonna get 45 turkeys from?

I don't know.

You could always
try getting a job.

Or you could steal them.

Or you could do
a fucking rain dance.

You fucking killed my dog.

I worked them days,
I chopped your wood

I cleaned
your fucking closet,

I took them bitches
everywhere for you.

Alright, are you done?

I don't fucking know.
Are you gonna pay me?

I'm not gonna pay you
because you fucked up.

So I think that you should
probably go now.

And we'll leave it at that.

Over here.

Hey.

Ooh, yeah.

Let's go!
Hurry up!

Oh, my God!