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- I heard a story of a woman

who turned her husband's
ashes to diamonds.

I thought to myself, she
must really love that man.

Who would do such a thing?

But I'm not the one to
speak from experience.

I know nothing about love

and I know if I had all
the money in the world,

I'd gladly do the same thing over again.

The only thing I regret is
that I didn't piss on her ashes

before I flushed down the toilet.

- That ain't gon' feel that
void in your heart, boy.

- Carl, I know what .

- This is a story of a child,

perhaps in influence, perhaps
in clone personifications.

That child only wanted love.

That child ventured far with
an empty satchel and a jar

hoping for answers to a delicate question,

what is love?

Across the lane, he heard drunken sorrows

of how love can be
bought or even borrowed.

That child gave up, discarding
the contents of his satchel

and emptying the water from his jar.

The child drifted the lands,
looking for purpose to live.

- Sometimes, things are
just the way they are,

completely beyond our control.

- What are we looking at here for?

Why are you not at the street working?

- It's, Don.

- That's bullshit,
Tammy and you know that.

You can bullshit the other girls
but you cannot bullshit me.

- I just don't feel good today, Don.

- I've seen the cars
up and down the street

all night long, Tammy.

It's not good look for you.

Tammy, how you supposed to
attract prominent businessman

sitting in stairwell of hotel?

I'm going to send somebody your way, okay?

Get yourself cleaned up in five minutes.

- Don, I don't feel good.

- You got five minutes to clean
yourself up, five minutes.

You have no choice, Tammy.

It's five minutes.

Get yourself back in front of the hotel.

- Reality becomes the laugh

and I play along because maybe
it's easy to live a fantasy

in your mind because, man,
reality is so fucked up.

Look what I've become.

- A man I knew from way back told me

to never make rash decisions when angry

but what rule is there

when a person is far beyond
the barriers of anger?

The same man told me that
overindulgence is a disease

because the mental
structure is unbalanced.

He describes it as a
missing pieces of a puzzle.

Go figure.

I told him I wasn't born
with a full picture.

So yeah, I tend to overindulge.

Then I regretted

because that's when the
demon seemed to emerge.

I envy those that dream,

wishes of life changing
expectations in me.

I just really want to forget
everything and everyone.

- You ever been so immersed in a dream

that you never wanted to wake?

Well, it don't really matter

because eventually you wake up in a world

that's so full of rat and
shit, in my world, at least.

What's the use of dreaming anyway?

- Motherfucking, God damn it.

Tammy, wake up.

Why are you not outside working?

Hey, wake up!

Why are you not outside?

- I'm not working today, Don.

- Oh, that?

You're working tonight, Tammy.

What I tell you're not
doing is sitting in here

up all night.

That's what you're not going to do.

Now you get yourself cleaned up.

I don't care what you have to take,

what you have to drink,
what you have to snort

but you get yourself cleaned up

and get outside of this
fucking hotel in 15 minutes

or you and I have big, fucking problem.

- I don't want your drugs anymore, Don.

I'm done with that shit.

- Is that a threat?

You have a pretty nice place here,

pretty soft bed to lay on.

Who do you think makes all this possible?

Fucking me, that's who!

It's a lot better than prison bed, huh?

It's very simple, honey.

You either work the streets

or you get back out into the streets.

- I just don't feel
good, that's all, okay?

- I don't think you understand
what I'm saying to you.

There is no days off for
people like you, Tammy.

You don't get to sit here
and do nothing all day.

You can't afford it.

Now, get yourself ready in
15 minutes and get out there.

- Okay, and what have you given up, Don?

What sacrifices have you had to make?

Do you have any idea what it's like

to get your soul ripped
out your fucking body

every fucking night?

- No, I do not, Tammy
but you are the only girl

that I let talk to me that way, Tammy.

I do not know what that feels like

and quite frankly, I don't give a shit.

You have 15 minutes to get
yourself outside of this hotel

and back to work or you and
I have big, fucking problem.

15 minutes, Tammy or big, fucking problem.

Fuck!

- At some point,

this miserable, poisonous
existence has an end game.

The choices are clear as day,
voluntarily or involuntarily.

Perhaps life has a way of forcing change,

whether we want it or not.

- It was mother dream to have her ashes

thrown into the Atlantic,

at least that's what the nurses said.

She thought it would bring her peace.

Easier said that done, I suppose.

The truth is, nothing could
have brought her peace,

not even the child who
did nothing but love her.

Truth is running from the things

that cripple you emotionally

is just prolonging the inevitable,
a wound left untreated.

I'm just tired of running.

- Oh my God, I'm so sorry.

- You do this to me, huh?

I swear.

- Just do it.

People like us ain't
supposed to live anyway.

Just do it, already.

Just do it.

- Sometimes it's hard to
determine what is reality

and what's not.

Perhaps I'm always in
a state of intoxication

to forget about my reality.

The past always has a way of resurfacing

in some kind of way.

May I help you with something?

- Well, I was hoping I could
help you with something.

- There's nothing that
you have that I want,

so don't even waste your time.

- You ain't even heard
what I'm offering yet.

- And it's not too hard to
tell what you're selling

and I'm telling you, I'm not interested.

- Look, man.

I'm just a little desperate here.

I'm not trying to beg you
on nothing but I just...

Come on, man.

- Sounds to me like you're begging.

That ain't my problem.

- Fuck you then, man.

Piece of shit.

- Well, what you waiting for, boy?

Get it over with, boy!

Get it over with.

- No, she is not gonna win.

She's not.

Man, I thought I made myself clear.

- You really look like you
can use some company, darling.

- No, I don't.

Just get the fuck outta here.

- Come on, man.

Just hear me out, okay?

- Oh, man.

- Not bad.

What's wrong with you?

Ain't you ever been with a woman before?

- I told you that isn't
what I want from you.

- You haven't, have you?

Oh, well don't worry.

Your little secret is safe with me.

- What is it, want money?

Is that it?

- Well, I'm not here for
the engaging conversation.

- I see.

Let me pay you for this
engaging conversation.

What are you afraid of?

- Nothing, I just don't wanna drink.

- Then tell me, what's the going rate

for an honest conversation these days?

I mean, sometimes people
just need someone to talk to,

someone to be honest with you.

- Why you don't go to therapy?

- Obviously, you're a lot cheaper.

- Whatever, okay, how long do we talk?

- How much time did I buy?

- About an hour, if that's...

- All I want is a conversation,
I don't like to be touched.

- Okay, all right fine.

Let's talk then.

I take it you not from here.

- No, I'm not.

- Where you from?

- Nowhere, I guess you
could say I'm a drifter.

Never really had a place to call home.

- Like a gypsy?
- Something like that.

- I knew you was gonna
reach for that drink.

You might wanna slow
down on that, big boy.

- All right, since we
having a conversation,

where are you from?

- Nowhere, just like you.

I just been running
and working the streets

since I could remember

and I can't remember a
home, even if I had one.

- How did you get started?

- I was running to and
from something and well,

I ran into this, this beautiful disaster.

- Yeah, I mean, that's a
nice way of putting it.

Why live when we aren't living?

I've been asking myself that a lot lately.

- Yeah, but I mean, we still
here, you know what I'm saying?

So gotta be a reason why, right?

- Waste of space?

- Nah, there's always hope, right?

- Maybe for you, not for me

but what if you could start over,

just make a clean break
of it, would you do it?

- Child, I ain't got no choice but to.

- See, this is a box
of my mother's remains.

It was always a dream of hers
to visit the Atlantic ocean

but you see, the irony of it is

is that I'm willing to sacrifice so much

for someone who does nothing for me

but none of that matters anymore.

Once the deed is done, so am I.

- What does that mean?

- If I paid you $10,000 right
now, would you accompany me?

- Wait.
- It's real.

- You're trying to pay me
$10,000 to go to the ocean?

- Correct.
- Is this a joke?

- No, it's not.
- Where the camera's at?

- No, but there is something
I would need for you

to do for me though.

- Here it is, and what's that?

- I want you to kill me
after we dump her ashes.

- Man, what?

Are you serious?

- Yes, I'm serious.

My mother always told
me that people like her

and people like myself, we
don't belong in this world.

- Bruh, you crazy and your mama
sound like a fucking bitch.

- Man, are you're gonna do it or not?

- Not!
- Come on,

just do this for me.

That's all I need.

I beg of you, just do it, that's all.

- No, you fucking crazy.

I didn't sign up for this shit.

This aint the type of shit...
- Come on!

Shit.

- Oh, fuck, man.

- It's true, you know.

People like us, we don't
belong in this world.

- That's not true.

- You wanna know why?

Because people can't understand us.

They can't understand us.
- That's not true.

- They can't understand us.

We don't belong.
- Stop it!

Stop it!

Home, love, hate, life, hope.

Just four-letter words
yet so many feelings,

feelings of which I lack.

All I have is existence.

I just don't belong.

- I didn't really know
what the right thing was.

There aren't very many
rules amongst the lost,

only survivors.

- What the fuck is this?

- Wait, Don, I'm pregnant.

- Fucking slut!
- I'm pregnant, Don.

I'm pregnant!

- What the fuck?

Am I supposed to feel
sorry for you now, Tammy?

Stupid, fucking bitch.

Get your shit and get the fuck out!

- Where am I supposed to go?

- Not my problem, Tammy.

Not my problem.

You're washed up, Tammy.

I cost more money to feed
you than you bring in

and any business that is bad.

You're burned out, Tammy.

You cost too much money.

Get your freaking shit and get out.

I'm going to give you
some free advice, Tammy.

- Yeah, what's that?

- If you want to have this baby, don't.

- Fuck you, Don.

Fuck you.
- Get your shit

and get the fuck out

and take this little bastard to the clinic

and get it taken care off.

Get out!

- Guess you're stuck.

So much of a coward you can't even do--

- Shut up!

You think you're all high and all mighty?

You didn't do shit for me.

- I've always been ashamed of you.

- Likewise.
- You're just a coward.

You can't even do it yourself.

One simple thing, you
can't even do it yourself.

Begging people to do it for you.

- Hey, Carl.

- I take it you reconsidered my offer.

- No, Carl, I'm not here for that.

Can I please just come in?

I was thrown out of my other place.

I don't have anywhere to go.

- You forgot this.

- I bet you think I'm a
pretty fucked up person, huh?

- Why would I think that?

- You know what I am, you know what I do.

I bet you think a person like
me would be stupid enough

to get pregnant in a world like this.

- That's not for me to judge.

- You're a real diamond in the rough, huh?

You know what people told me
the best thing for me to do

with this baby?

Abort it.

- Tammy, people are assholes at times.

- Yeah, you're right about that

but I just wanna prove 'em wrong, Carl.

My whole life, I've been
doing everything wrong.

For once, I just wanna get it right.

- And if your version of right

is loving that child
unconditionally, by all means do so

but make sure you love
that child unconditionally.

- You're right.

- I take it that you'll
be traveling with me.

- I didn't say that.

- What other reason are you here for then?

- Are you serious?

What's your deal, man?

How many people have you asked to do this?

I'm curious.

- You're the 13th.

- And the other 12 said no I'm guessing.

- I mean, you came back.

What else you got to do with
your shit hole of a life, huh?

I mean, this could be
a fresh start for you,

a chance for you to do
what's right, I suppose.

- Right, and live with the
fact that I killed you.

- Just think about it.

I'm about to step
outside and have a smoke.

- Why are you so messed up, huh?

You gotta tell me something.

I mean, my life ain't
been all peachy and clean

and stuff to say the least

but it ain't always been this bad.

- I mean, I had some good times, not often

but sometimes, a mood would just hit her

and she would asked me
to lay my head on her lap

and then while she caressed
my head, she sung to me.

- You've seen it good.

- God, no but there wasn't the point

because if only for that moment,

I felt like she cared for me

and that was good enough for me.

- When I was little,

me and my sister used to go
to my granddaddy's house.

He had this farm,

this big house, a bunch of
acres of land, it was crazy.

We used to love it there.

I felt so free, I felt so free there,

not caged then like how I do now.

I remember how I used to walk outside

and I would just close my eyes

and I would take a deep
breath of fresh air.

It's like life was speaking to me.

- It's not too late for you
feel that same feeling again.

- Yeah, well I could tell
you the same thing, Carl.

- You could, it won't change much.

Just think about it.

What are you doing?

Put her down!

- I don't know, I'm trying
to understand you, I guess.

I don't know.

- I made it perfectly clear
what I wanted you to do.

- Okay, but do you realize
that she's gone, Carl?

She's just ashes.

She's no more.

Can I ask you something,

a serious conversation,
an honest conversation?

What's wrong with you?

What happened to you?

What made you like this?

- You wanna know?

- Yeah, I wanna know.

- Let's just say I had a mother

who was unable to love another person

and I was a child who just needed love.

She worked the streets just like you.

She would come home at
night, angry, drunk,

whatever the case was

and she would beat me until I was bloody.

Little old me,

the little kid that
just wanted to be loved.

I'd still rush over there beside her,

take her orange,
snuggle it around me.

That was me feeling love, Tammy.

All I wanted was love.

- You know what?

When I was two, my daddy passed
away from a drug overdose.

I never met him.

I don't remember him but
everybody told me he loved me.

I used to envision him
as like this superhero.

I know it's stupid and it's
a childish type of thing

at the time 'cause who am I fooling?

That motherfucker died
'cause he was no saint.

He overdosed, Carl.

People are who they are.

There's nothing we can do to change that.

If your mama did all that
to you that you say she did,

then why are you holding on to her ashes?

- Because I have to.

- You trying to bring her peace?

Look at you!

If I'm gonna do it, I
have to understand why.

I gotta get it and I don't get it.

Make me understand, Carl.

- Because I have to.

- Why, she's gone, Carl.

- She's not gone, she's right here.

I see her when I wake up,
when I eat my breakfast,

when I brush my teeth.

She's always there, she is right here

and it's the same as before.

All I want is my mama here to hold me.

She didn't do it then and
she's not doing it now

and it's torture.

All I wanted was love.

The only thing I regret is
that I didn't piss on her ashes

before I flushed down the toilet.

- That ain't gon' feel that
void in your heart, boy.

- Carl, you didn't do anything wrong.

Let me help you up.

Just get some rest, it's
been a really long day.

- What are you doing?

- What your mama should have did for you.

It's okay, Carl.

- You never know what you're missing

until it eventually slaps you in the face

and once it happens,

you realize that the
feeling you're feeling

isn't permanent at all

and it makes life that more dreadful.

- You really thought
you could get rid of me?

I'm here

and I'm here.

You can't get rid of me.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- No, it's fine.

- Oh, I must have fallen asleep.

So where to now, drifter?

- Well, that remains to be seen.

However, I was thinking,

a fresh start would be great for you.

Now that's doing what's right

and I'm here for you as much as I can be.

- Sounds good.

- You know, I've learned all too well

that you can't escape
everything but you have a chance

to pave a way for your child.

- Maybe we can do this together.

Hope, right?

- Always hope.

Not everyone has hope, Tammy.

- So then allow me to have
hope for the both of us.

Did you just...

Oh, you were laughing!

That's the first time I've seen you laugh.

You have a very nice smile.

- You're beautiful.

You ever feel like you're getting
pulled in every direction,

more so in the direction
that is certainly permanent?

- I'm sorry.
- What's wrong?

- I'm sorry, I'm just
not used to this, Tammy.

We gotta go.

Can you run this to the car for me

while I just do a final walkthrough

just to make sure I didn't
leave anything behind?

I'm sorry.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

- You know, a fresh start
would be good for you too.

You should think about it.

- Maybe you're right.

This is where things get weird.

I feel more alive now than I've ever felt.

I've dispersed the ashes where they belong

and in the process, I found a gem.

- Life is a funny thing.

How intricate it is,
love and hate coexisting

in a psychotic cocktail.

- Tammy, I wanna thank you

and I wanted you to know that

there's nothing you done wrong.

Truth is I'm a virus

and even for a brief moment,
I felt comfort in your arms

and that was more than
any man can ask for.

The only thing I ask is that
you do the same for your child.

Start over, leave the city behind,

love that child, shelter that child

because I know how it is on
the opposite end of love.

This is the result.