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(Soft music playing)

(Door squeaking)

(Clanging)

(Light buzzing)

(Exhales)

(Soft music playing)

Reporter: In a deadly 7-Eleven robbery spree tonight,

two men were killed, three were injured.

Authorities say this is their primary suspect.

Patricia: The state has mandated these sessions

because they're worried about your aggression.

They wanna see that you won't cause harm to anyone...

- Okay. - (Groaning)

...and that you're still capable

of caring for your grandfather.

Killian: I am.

(TV continues indistinctly)

Patricia: Can we help show them that you are?

Killian: Yes.

Patricia: It says that when you were in the hospital, you had a violent fit,

and that you became loud and abrasive for the nurses,

and that you threatened them.

Killian: I don't know anything about a violent fit.

Patricia: Did you tell the nurses that you were going to...

"Split their skulls apart and drink their brains like soup"?

(Pornographic movie playing in background)

Killian: I don't like people touching me.

Patricia: Are you still having nightmares?

According to this history,

it says you suffer from migraines and nightmares.

And that you sometimes hear your mother's voice in your head,

or other voices talking to you.

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

Do you remember Dr. Rubin?

(Clamoring in distance)

You told Dr. Rubin that, sometimes, you're afraid of your own thoughts.

Would you like to talk about that?

What do you wanna talk about, Killian?

They make me drive six miles to get groceries

because there's no stores in my neighborhood.

And does that make you feel angry?

No grocery stores.

Just junk food.

Food that kills you.

I think they do that on purpose.

Who's "they," Killian?

(Soft music playing)

(Grunts softly)

(Exhales forcefully)

(Grunting loudly)

Instructor 1: Yeah! Squeeze more. Up! Two more! Instructor 2: Crush it!

Instructor 1: All you got. All you got. Deep, deep, deep! One more!

Instructor 2: Come on. Instructor 1: Hustle!

Instructor 2: Crush it. Crush it. Get up. Get up!

Instructor 1: Break.

Instructor 2: That's all. Nice.

Man: Good work, baby! Instructor 1: Nice, nice.

Man: Yeah!

Instructor 1: Next set? Man: Yeah.

Instructor 1: Another one? Man: Yeah, yeah.

(Soft music playing)

Killian: "Dear Brad...

(Stove clicking)

"It's Killian again.

"I've written you a few times before, and I haven't heard back."

Reporter: Liquor store robbery in...

- Paw-paw! - ...One woman dead.

It was the third in a string of armed robberies this past week

that has shaken local residents.

Authorities warn...

Killian: "I'm sure you get a lot of fan mail and must not have seen my letters.

"Anyway...

"I'm leaving my phone number here in this letter

"in case you'd like to call me.

"We can talk about training, or diet,

"or anything you want, really."

Reporter: Last seen driving a late-model white sedan, and police are urging...

Killian: "I saw your new magazine cover.

"I think it's probably the best I've ever seen.

"I think you are a great athlete, and I admire you greatly.

"I have your posters on my wall,

"and I look at them every day.

"I'm working hard, and one day hope to build a physique

"as magnificent as yours.

"Please call...

"Or write me back.

"Your number one fan...

"Killian Maddox."

(Pornographic video playing in background)

(Static droning)

(Soft string music playing)

(Cheers and applause)

Bodybuilder: One is mine, baby! All the way! All the way.

- (Indistinct chatter) - (Laughter)

(Grunts)

(Coughs)

(Spitting)

(Retching)

- Head judge: Relax. - (Camera shutters clicking)

Side chest.

Relax.

Back lat spread.

(Bodybuilder grunts)

(Cheers and applause)

Back double bicep.

(Killian grunts)

Relax.

21 and 7, switch.

(Cheers and applause)

Side chest.

(Exhales forcefully)

Relax.

19 and 12, switch.

Back double bicep.

(Grunting)

9 and 7, switch.

(Cheers and applause)

Abdominals and thighs.

(Exhales forcefully)

(Cheers and applause)

Relax.

Thank you, gentlemen.

(Cheers and applause)

(Cart rattling)

Woman on pa: Cashier needed at register four. Cashier, register four.

Sorry.

- Hi. - Hey, Charlie.

Uh, let's do four pounds of the, uh, chicken breast.

(Soft music playing)

(Inaudible)

(Indistinct announcement on pa)

(Register beeping)

Hiya.

I work here, too. Did I tell you that?

Monday, Wednesday, Friday, right?

That's why we never work at the same time.

Good memory.

Just a... A natural, I guess.

So, how are things?

- I just had a competition, actually. - Oh, yeah?

- Finished sixth. - Nice. Oh!

- No, you're right. It is. - (Laughs)

Six is good.

Yeah, better than seven.

Sixth place means I can... I can go to nationals, try for my pro card.

That's cool.

Yeah, maybe even be on one of those magazines one day.

(Laughs) That would be cool!

- Your total is-- - $174.88. Yeah.

Saw it on the screen.

Keep the change.

- (Chuckles) - You're funny. (Laughs)

Well...

See you soon.

Yeah, see ya.

- Okay. - Okay, then.

- Bye. - Bye.

(Register beeping)

- (Tires screech) - (Crashing)

(Horn honking)

Sorry.

I'm sorry to do this here,

uh, at your place of employment in front of everybody, but...

I was just wondering, would you maybe wanna go out with me,

sometime?

Oh...

You don't have to.

Only if you wanted to.

You probably have a boyfriend or something.

I was just kidding anyway. Uh...

You have a good day.

Goodbye.

Host on TV: 277 pounds of hardcore muscle.

From england, the reigning Mr. Olympia, Dorian yates!

- (Cheers and applause) - (Announcer speaking indistinctly)

Host: And we shall see what will become of his dreams.

(Siren blaring)

(Cheers and applause)

William: What's going on up there? What're you doing?

- Sorry, paw-paw. - (Tv volume decreases)

(Camera beeps, whirs)

Killian: Okay, it's on.

Hello. Killian Maddox here.

Current npc competitor, future ifbb pro champion.

The fundamentals of bodybuilding...

(Sighs)

Fix that.

Go.

Hi, Killian Maddox here.

Current npc competitor, future ifbb pro champion.

The fundamentals of bodybuilding are as old as the sport itself.

For true success,

one has to...

(Whispers) Fuck it.

(In normal voice) Hey, guys. Killian Maddox here.

Current... (Sighs)

Here we go.

Here we go.

Here we go.

(Exhales)

No.

(Soft music playing)

(Shouting) Come on!

Come on!

(In normal voice) Hey, guys. Kilian Maddox here.

Current ip... no!

There's four s's to bodybuilding,

size, striation, symmetry, and strength.

Strength is usually not something they can test right away,

but it can be inferred.

Front lat spread.

(Grunts)

2016 grand prix, Dayton, Ohio.

Judge told me my deltoids...

Were too small.

These are your deltoids.

Here. Here.

There's three parts to it.

There's the front deltoid,

the front of the deltoid, the side deltoid, and your rear deltoid.

When someone hears that your deltoids are small,

they're essentially saying three muscle groups are small... (Chuckles)

...which is quite insulting.

Also, you'll see the...

The best way to demonstrate the front deltoid

is probably side chest.

Back. Back. Back.

Back. Back. Back. And then... (Exhales forcefully)

(Grunting)

- (Tense music playing) - Oh!

(Exhaling sharply)

(Groaning)

Hey, guys.

Killian Maddox here.

Current npc competitor.

Future...

Future ifbb pro champion.

(Uneasy music playing)

(Sniffing)

(Grunts)

(Grunting)

(Line ringing)

Man on phone: George and sons.

Killian: Hi. Hello.

My name is Killian Maddox.

I'm calling on behalf of my paw-paw, William latimore.

We're at 58 Tracy Lane.

Man: Okay.

Okay.

You guys came out and painted the house.

I think it was a few weeks ago.

Okay, sure. What can I help you with?

Right. My paw-paw says the paint is thin

and it needs another coat.

He also says that he's been calling you to try to get you to come back here,

but you keep blowing him off.

Okay, yeah, he's been calling us.

Maybe you can help your paw-paw understand the job is finished, okay?

It's done.

So, we're not just gonna come back out there.

Hello?

Yeah, I don't think you understand what I'm saying.

May paw-paw's name is William lattimore.

We live at 58 Tracy Lane.

The paint is thin and it needs another coat,

so I need you guys to please come back out here now

and put another coat of paint on my paw-paw's goddamn house!

- Okay, man, you don't need to raise your-- - no, no, no!

You listen, okay?

Listen.

My paw-paw is an American war hero who stormed the jungles of Vietnam.

Vietnam.

What have you done?

He is now old and sick,

and you will treat him with respect. Now, I'm asking you nicely,

and in a calm voice.

Okay, you want us to come back out to the house,

you have to pay for it.

(Breathes deeply)

(Softly) Ten. I control my emotions, my emotions don't control me.

Hello?

Nine. I control my emotions, my emotions don't control me.

- Eight. I control my emotions... - What?

...my emotions don't control me.

Are you at your shop right now?

I am, brother. You called us here.

I'm gonna come down there right now

and I'm gonna split your skull open and drink your brains like soup.

Why don't you fuck yourself?

(Dial tone droning)

(Heavy metal music playing on stereo)

They just didn't understand. It's fine.

We need to talk face-to-face. That'd be better.

He's an American war hero.

I'll just make that clear.

I'll just make that clear.

♪ Let me take you back

♪ to when I was killed and born again

♪ woke up in the light

♪ convinced my life had made it to... ♪

(Music continues)

(Brakes screeching)

(Tires squealing)

(Brakes screech)

I'm here!

I'm here!

Cowards!

(Groans)

That's what happens!

This is what happens!

American war hero!

(Grunts)

(Groaning)

Stormed the jungles of Vietnam!

(Groaning)

This is what you get!

This is what you get!

(Groaning)

(High-pitched ringing)

This is what you get!

(Grunting)

(Groans)

This is what happens!

(Groaning)

They did this!

(Grunting)

(Engine starts)

(Heavy metal music playing on stereo)

♪ To Bury me it's over when I say

♪ and you're not getting rid of me

♪ so walk into my fire

♪ or step into my light

♪ either way it's gonna burn if you don't make this right

♪ oh

♪ shit ♪

(Horn honking)

(Soft music playing)

(Soft thumping)

(Beeping)

(Inaudible)

(Muffled) Blood pressure this high is deadly, okay?

(Doctor Prescott continues indistinctly)

Coronary artery, kidney failure, heart failure.

These drugs you're taking

are powerful and toxic,

and your body is beginning to shut down.

So, let's try this again.

How long have you been taking steroids?

Okay. Well...

Your blood work showed elevated liver enzymes.

We did a scan and found several tumors growing on your liver.

They're not cancerous, but they do need to be removed.

So, what I'm gonna do is prep you for surgery this evening.

- And-- - Killian: No.

What's that?

No surgery.

Have you been listening to what I'm saying? You need to let us--

you're not coming at me with a knife.

I can't have a scar.

I'm a bodybuilder.

Bodybuilders can't have scars.

"Dear Brad, it's Killian again.

"I'm beginning to think maybe I'm being ignored.

"I hope this isn't true.

(Door closes)

"I really hope not.

"Do you check your mail?

"I check mine daily, and you haven't written,

"and you haven't called.

"I know you haven't had any competitions lately,

"so I know you can't be that busy.

"Are you okay?

"I'm worried about you.

"Anyway.

"I was in the hospital last week.

- (Blowing) - "Just thought you should know.

"I'm okay.

"No pain, no glory, right?

"In other news, I'm facing a dilemma.

"It's hard to admit, but here it goes.

- (Grunts) - "My legs will not grow.

"I squat heavy, I eat 6000 calories a day,

"and I keep cardio to a minimum.

"But even with all the king's horses and all the king's men,

"I cannot add mass to my lower half.

- (Grunts) - "I have excellent genetics.

"I don't know. What am I doing wrong?

(Scream echoing)

"I have so many questions.

"I've attached a picture of myself to this letter to show my progress.

"As you'll see, my chest is really filling out.

(Soft music playing)

"To conclude...

"I met a girl at work.

"Her name is Jessie.

"We'll see where it goes.

"I think you would like her."

Woman: And I'm thinking, "maybe your kid is just dumb."

Have you seen how far apart his eyes are?

Killian: "Hopefully, one day, you and Amanda can hang out with us.

"That would be fun."

Woman: You've seen the car she drives.

Killian: "Please call or write me back."

Woman: You are bad!

Killian: "Your number one fan...

"Killian Maddox."

Reporter: The recent spike in crimes is the direct result of weak policies

from weak elected officials who seem perfectly happy

letting the city devolve into anarchy.

It seems like every day, there's a new drug-infested...

We are witnessing a failure of congressional leadership.

Ugh. Every night with this.

Both of 'em.

Pointing fingers, talking shit.

It takes a god damn backbone to get through this life.

- Yes, sir. - Nobody's gonna give you anything.

You earn it. That's how it works.

Crying that the world ain't fair.

Well, it ain't fair. It ain't supposed to be fair.

You got some folks who know this...

And folks who don't know this. See?

That's the good quality about you.

You don't go around blaming the world for being what it is.

- No. - No, you don't.

And I'm proud of you for it.

You got the heart...

Of a champion.

Pick up the weights, put 'em down.

Do it again.

Everything else is a fairy tale.

They'll kick me down and kick me down and kick me down.

Yeah.

I always get back up.

Always get back up.

(Phone ringing)

What are you giving it to me for?

They're not calling for me.

- Are you done? - Yeah, I'm done. I'm done.

Hello, this is William.

Hmm?

Oh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. He's here,

somewhere. (Chuckles)

Huh? Oh, oh.

Okay. Yeah, just a second.

(Clears throat)

It's a lady.

Who?

It's a young lady.

Hello.

Caller: Hello.

Hi, yes, this is Killian Maddox speaking.

Yes. It's Jessie.

I asked the shift manager for your number, and this is the one he gave me.

Is that okay?

Who is this?

It's Jessie.

From super a.

Um...

I didn't know you...

So, anyway, I thought about what you said and,

yeah, I think it'd be fun to go out sometime.

Oh. Okay. Really?

Only if you still want to.

Yes.

I... I do.

Do you still want to?

You don't sound excited.

I am.

I am excited.

This is...

This is what I sound like when I'm excited.

(Tender music playing)

This makes me very happy.

Killian: So, how about tonight?

Jessie: Oh. Like now? Killian: Yeah.

We could go to the backwood inn.

Jessie: (Laughing) Slow down, cowboy.

How about Thursday?

Killian: Yeah, Thursday... Thursday is good.

I love Thursdays. Thursdays are my favorite day of the week.

Smackdown used to come on Thursday, the wrestling stuff,

when it was wwf with the undertaker and Kane

and the rock and sting and nwo.

Yeah, yes, Thursday works.

Thursday's good for me.

Jessie: Okay, Thursday it is.

Killian: Jessie?

Jessie: Yes, Killian?

This makes me very happy.

(Keys jangling)

(Grunts)

(Heavy metal music playing)

- (Engine stops) - (Music stops)

♪ I wish for you

♪ a kiss for you

Jessie: I'm so sorry. I hope I'm not too late.

Killian: Not at all.

Not... not at all. Thank you for coming.

(Laughs)

You look handsome.

Oh, my... what happened?

I was in a car accident.

- Oh, my goodness. Was it bad? - I'm okay.

I was... I was wearing my seat belt.

- (Laughs) - Uh...

Yeah, my dad always said, "wear your seat belt." So, thanks, dad.

(Giggles)

My dad's the exact same way.

Like, the exact same way.

Speaking of my dad,

I kind of maybe told him

about you and about our date.

- Really? - Yeah.

- Is that embarrassing? - No.

- I'm embarrassed. - No, not at all.

Don't be. I'm...

You're making me blush.

You can't see it, but I am.

(Jessie laughs)

You can blush all you want.

You have a nice blush.

Well, since we're clearing the air, i--

truth is,

I come to the market when I know you're working just so I can see you.

Yeah?

Yeah.

And I've been meaning to ask you out for a long time now.

I always thought you were checking me out.

I always thought you were handsome, but i'm...

Really shy.

I'm shy, too.

I can see that.

I like it.

I, uh... I...

I told my dad about tonight.

- Shut up. Really? - No, I'm kidding about that one.

- (Laughs) - No, I'm just... I'm just kidding about that one.

(Laughs) Oh, no.

My dad's dead.

You're a funny one.

Oh.

- I-- - my mom's dead, too, actually.

You remind me of her a little.

Someone killed her.

My dad did.

He shot her, and then he shot himself. That's why they're both dead.

- Oh, my god. - It's okay.

I live with my paw-paw now.

Waitress: Hey, y'all. Good evening.

Can I start y'all off with something to drink?

- Um, I actually think we're ready to order. - Waitress: All right.

I'll do the six-ounce sirloin, medium rare. No fries.

And I'll also do the chicken tender salad, charbroiled.

If Louis is in the back, just ask him. He knows how I like it.

And does the glaze on the salmon contain sugar?

- Waitress: I'm actually not sure, but I can check. - I can never remember.

Don't worry about it. I'm pretty sure it does.

I'll take the salmon. You guys can hold the glaze.

Waitress: All right. Would that be all?

Killian: Let's trade out the steaks.

I'll do the porterhouse, 20-ounce, still medium rare.

And what is your soup of the day?

Waitress: It's cream of mushroom.

Yeah. No, that's not gonna work.

Let's do two baked potatoes, no sour cream.

Light bacon, please.

Waitress: Okay, got it.

And would you be able to do a side of chicken breast?

Just chicken breast, plain, nothing on it.

Uh, yeah, sure.

Killian: And a diet coke.

And could you top the water off, please?

- Sure. - Killian: Thank you.

- And for you? - Jessie: I'll...

Do the shrimp salad, I think.

Waitress: All righty.

Thanks.

I'm sorry. I'll just hold on to that, if that's okay.

- Waitress: Sure. - Thank you.

- I'm sorry about what I said earlier. - No, i--

- I shouldn't have said it. It was stupid. - It's okay.

I just-- I can't believe that you eat so much food.

If you think that's a lot of food,

you should see how much Brad vanderhorn eats.

Oh, yeah?

- Is he your friend? - Yeah. Sort of.

Does he work at super a, too?

- Wait, what? - Your friend. Um...

- Wait. - What is it?

You don't know who Brad vanderhorn is?

- No. - Two-time ifbb pro.

- No, I'm sorry. - He won the Arnold classic.

Mr. Olympia 2015 runner-up.

He's been on the cover of muscle & fitness,

flex, men's health twice.

- Really? - I...

- No? Really? - I don't... I'm sorry.

Oh, jeez, you really should get out more.

Anyway, yeah, I've been writing him.

He hasn't written me back yet, but he's probably just busy.

Oh.

Do you feel like the customers at work just walk by you

- like you're not even there? - Sometimes, yeah, I think--

like they think they're better or cooler than you, or whatever?

It's really hot in here.

I'm gonna show 'em. I've got nationals in ten days.

I'm gonna place and get my pro card.

Then, I bet they won't just walk by me.

So, what kind of music do you like?

I wanna be Mr. Olympia one day.

I won't let anything stop me from accomplishing this goal.

I've been training for this competition every moment of my entire life.

2016 grand prix, Dayton, Ohio,

judge told me I had small deltoids,

said they needed work.

So what'd I do? I worked them day and night

until they were perfect.

No sport on earth requires as much time,

energy, and commitment.

24 hours a day. There's no days off. There's no missing meals.

There's no missing sleep. There's no missing workouts.

You can't do this at 90%, or even 99%.

Take it from me. If you're not 100%, you will never be successful.

You gotta burn the boats and Bridges, and commit all energy and focus

to being the greatest bodybuilder on the entire planet.

The body is not used to the ninth or tenth or 11th or 12th rep.

No, you've gotta go through this pain barrier, and just go on and on.

And it's these last two, three or four repetitions,

that's what makes the muscle grow,

and that's what separates one from being a champion and not being one.

This is what most people lack, the guts to just go in there and say,

"I don't care what happens. If I fall, I have no fear."

I've thrown up many times while working out, but it doesn't matter.

It's all worth it.

Jump in the trenches,

face the enemy.

This is the most important thing I will ever do.

You have to do something big and important,

or no one will remember you when you're dead.

They're gonna put a picture of me

on the cover of the magazines,

and everybody will know Killian Maddox was here.

I'm sorry, I have to go to the bathroom.

♪ Know I'll be back

♪ same time tomorrow, Jack

♪ just trying to drink her away ♪

(Mellow music playing)

Hi. Um...

Your friend,

she wanted me to tell you that she had to leave.

Jessie?

Yeah, she said that she had a family emergency

and that she had to leave,

and that she's sorry.

Very sorry.

- When? - Uh, about ten minutes ago.

That's right.

She did say that. She did say she had to go.

She had a family emergency.

I must have forgotten. Thank you for reminding me.

Waitress: Sure. Um... Can I wrap this up for you?

Yes, please.

Waitress: Okay.

Actually, you can leave it.

Waitress: Okay.

And I'd like to place another order.

Other diners: (In distance) ♪ happy birthday to you

♪ happy birthday to you

♪ happy birthday, dear... ♪

(Uneasy music playing)

Killian: "Dear Brad...

(Retching)

"I see you won your last competition.

"Congratulations.

"I have one coming up.

"Please... wish me luck.

"If you're not going to write me back, just let me know, okay?

"I don't like having my time wasted.

"Speaking of wasted time,

"the date with Jessie was very bad.

"I don't know what went wrong.

"I just tried to be honest with her.

"There are thoughts in my head I have no one to talk to about.

"Please write or call me back.

"Your number one fan, Killian Maddox."

(Eerie music playing)

(Indistinct police radio chatter)

(Siren chirps)

(Panting)

(Police siren wailing)

(Disquieting music playing)

Killian: Fuck 'em!

Fuck 'em! Fuck 'em!

Fuck you!

(Killian grunting)

Host on TV: In first place, for the second year in a row...

From england, Dorian yates.

(Cheering and applause)

The first presentation...

Hey, paw-paw.

All right. I'm off to the competition now.

I'm gonna make you proud today. I promise.

William: I'm already proud of you.

Drink your water.

I love you.

(Exhales sharply)

You Killian Maddox?

Yes. Who's asking?

- Come on, fucker! - Man: Get him out! Get him out

of the fucking car.

- Get him out! - (Both grunting)

Bring him up here!

Bring him back here. Come on!

Hit him! Hit him!

- Hit him! - (Killian groans)

Get him up, huh?

You think you can crash my uncle's shop? Get him up!

(Both grunting)

- (Pipe clangs) - (Killian groans)

Paw-paw! Stay inside, paw-paw!

Man 2: Hit him!

- Killian: Oh! - Come on.

Pull him up!

Pull him up! That'll do.

(All grunting)

Go, go, go! Go!

What do you got now, you fucking ape?

(Spits)

(Engine starts)

- (Tires squealing) - (Killian groans)

(Groaning)

(Grunts)

(Frantic music playing)

- (Tires squealing) - (Groaning)

(Shouting)

(Horn honking)

(Brakes squealing)

Killian: Killian Maddox here!

Killian Maddox here. Killian Maddox.

I'm here.

Staff: Sir. Man: Oh, my god.

Staff: Are you okay?

I'm okay. (Shouting) Don't touch me.

- (Barks) - (People murmuring)

Don't touch me.

Staff: Maybe we should get you a doctor.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

(Grunting)

Have they called my name yet?

Host: Killian Maddox to the stage!

- (Buzzer blares) - (Grunts)

Killian: Me!

(Bell rings)

(Grunting)

(Cheers and applause)

(Crowd gasping)

(Camera shutters clicking)

Killian: Killian Maddox.

(Grunts)

(Stomps, grunts)

(Dramatic music playing)

I'm sorry. Just...

- (Water splashing) - (Killian groaning)

(Screaming)

(Exhales)

- (Tense music playing) - (Keyboard clacking)

Killian on video: Killian Maddox.

(Grunting on video)

- (Thudding) - (Audience gasping)

- (Mouse clicks) - (Video stops)

(Opera music playing)

(Grunts)

William: What, you lost your mind or something? What the hell are you doing?

Whatever it is, stop it!

You hear me?

Paw-paw, go back to sleep, okay?

(Shouting indistinctly)

(Screaming)

(Music fades)

Patricia: Were you in a fight?

You can be honest with me. You won't get in trouble.

It's safe here.

Killian: There wasn't a fight.

How are you doing, Killian?

I'd have to say...

Things are going very well for me.

They're gonna put me on the cover of a magazine.

They came by my house and took pictures and stuff.

I'll bring you a copy.

I would love that.

My paw-paw is very proud of me.

I'm sure he is.

And how are things progressing with the young lady from work?

She's my girlfriend now.

She likes me a lot.

(Chuckling)

She laughs at everything I say.

And she really understands me.

I'm happy that she brings you joy.

It is important that you find people that you can make an emotional bond with.

I mean, yeah.

That's why I say, I mean, things are going really good.

(Uneasy music playing)

Hey, you in pain, playboy?

I got your medicine. Black pussy, white pussy, Asian pussy, tranny pussy.

Let my bitches mend your broken heart, nigga.

Come on, man.

(Uneasy music continues)

You from around here?

Is it okay if I don't tell you?

(Woman chuckles)

Shy boy.

Want to hang out?

Are you gonna take your clothes off?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Uh, hold on.

(Sighs)

Character on TV: Should we give him a chance to really prove it Sunday?

Character 2: Aye?

(Door creaking)

Do you like my body?

Yes, I do.

What's your favorite part?

Woman: Hmm.

I like all of it.

I like your big arms.

You like my deltoids?

I don't know what that is.

These.

Hmm. Yeah, I do.

You don't think they're too small?

I think they're perfect.

Judges always say they're too small.

Well, the judges are wrong.

Think they're liars?

Everyone is a liar.

Do you want to fuck me?

Just give me a minute.

Let me help you.

You're... you're so pretty.

Yeah, really?

You think so?

Yeah.

Woman: Mmm.

Very pretty face.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You have a boyfriend?

You're my boyfriend now.

Come fuck me, baby.

No kissing.

- Okay. - Damn, nigga.

I was just... I was just trying to make it sexy.

- I'm sorry. - Okay. But no kissing.

- Let me help. - I'm sorry. No. Okay?

I don't want to do this anymore.

You don't even like me.

I'm sick.

I have a sickness in me.

(Quietly) It's okay.

Manager: Killian.

Killian. When you're done with your customer,

can I see you in my office for a minute?

Killian: Yes, sir.

Manager: What's up with you, brother?

Huh?

Week and a half I don't hear from you.

You don't pick up your phone, you don't call me back.

And then you show up to work looking like this.

What happened to your face?

Okay. Well, I can't have you no-show like that, man,

so I'm sorry, but I gotta let you go.

Okay. I'm sorry.

I said I'm sorry, okay?

I need another chance.

Another chance? Killian, I've given you plenty of chances.

Look. I mean... that time you tore a tendon in your elbow,

three weeks off, no questions asked, right?

I've got customers complaining about you.

I got other employees saying you make them uncomfortable.

- I can't have you here, Killian. - It's my bicep.

What?

I tore a tendon in my bicep.

Okay, look, I'm gonna pay you to the end of the week,

but then you gotta go, Killian. I'm sorry, man.

How am I supposed to take care of my paw-paw?

I don't know what to tell you, dude. Look, you freak people out.

- I'm a good worker. - Oh, come on.

I lend my name and likeness to your organization and bring publicity.

Your name and likeness?

What the hell is the matter with you, son?

Killian, nobody knows who you are.

Nobody.

Your mouth is bleeding. Clean yourself up.

Be very careful...

How you speak to me.

(Eerie music playing)

(Soft music playing)

(Door chimes)

Yeah. Coke, orange and two waters, please.

Thank you.

Let's go with something and talk faster.

Girl: Yeah?

Ken: Can you pass the salt? Woman: Sure.

Killian: Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

(Belches)

Ken: Mom's gonna get a salad.

- He's a little crazy, isn't he? - Girl: Yeah.

Ken: I feel like this kid's out of control sometimes.

(Girl laughs)

I'm gonna--

You remember me?

Yes, I think you do.

Not so tough anymore, are you, without your friends?

Not so tough at all.

Okay, made your point.

Leave us alone, please.

Your dad beat me up.

- He hit me with a pipe. - Don't talk to him.

He busted my head.

He kicked me.

Called me an ape.

He's not so tough now.

Ken: You said your piece, we're good.

I bet if I took a knife and I stuck it in your belly, you'd cry for your mommy.

- Wouldn't you? - That's enough.

Please, I'm with my family.

You're with your family?

- Ken: I'm with my family. - I'm an only child.

My mom and dad are dead. I live with my paw-paw now.

- I know that. - Yeah, I know you know that.

Whose is this?

- Ken: Soda. - Whose is this?

Ken: It's my son's. Why?

- Hey, listen to me. - Ken: Hey, hey, hey.

Killian: You sit-- sit down, okay?

- Sit down. - Ken: I'm sitting.

I'm sitting.

Hey...

Don't drink this, okay?

It'll make you fat. Yeah.

Nobody will like you if you're fat.

(Boy sobbing)

You understand?

(Killian humming)

Ken: It's okay. It's okay. Here we go.

I'll get you another soda, okay?

You still got your hamburger and your pancakes, all right?

Ah!

Don't look over here!

What is your problem, man? That's enough.

Just shut up!

- Man: Somebody call the cops. - Somebody call the cops!

Call them. Call them.

You know what? That's enough. Just leave!

(Glasses breaking)

Ooh!

(Laughing)

(Glass shattering)

Fat. Bald.

Fat. Coward. Ugly.

Short.

Let's go. Let's go.

Killian: Call the cops.

6'1", black man,

unarmed... unarmed.

Killian Maddox. 6'1", 245 pounds,

African American. Black, negro, nigger.

(Soft music playing)

(Grunting)

There are consequences, really.

(Sirens wailing)

(Grunting)

- (Screaming) - Officer 1: Sir, stay right there!

- Put your hands up! - Officer 2: Hey!

Hey, you need to calm the fuck down!

Let me see your fucking hands!

- Turn around! - Hands on top of the car!

- Let's see those hands. - Stay where you are.

Put your hands on the car!

Killian: I'm okay. I'm just tired. I'm just tired.

- Okay? - Stay right there.

- Killian: I'm sick. - Keep your hands where we can see them.

Killian: Okay, I get it. I'm sick.

I'm sick.

Let go!

- Stop resisting. - (Grunting)

(Groaning)

(Screams)

Officer 1: Hey, asshole!

(Screaming)

Get off of me.

Officer 2: Calm down!

Officer 1: He's gone limp. Roll him over. Roll him over.

- Oh, shit. - He's having a heart attack.

Officer 3: Get him into custody.

Officer 1: Hey, don't you die, fucker.

- Get him into custody. Get ems here. - Hey, don't you die, fucker.

Disorderly conduct. Public intoxication.

Resisting arrest.

Killian, these are all very serious charges.

And you owe $1,200 to the woman whose car you damaged.

Have you thought about how you're gonna pay for this?

Patricia...

I want to thank you... For your time.

And for trying so hard.

(Door opens, closes)

(Somber music playing)

(Keys jingling)

(Engine starts)

(Engine stops)

(Imitates gunshot)

(Imitates gunshot)

(Imitates gunshot)

(Imitates gunshot)

♪ The beast in me

♪ is caged by frail and fragile bars

♪ restless by day

♪ and by night

♪ rants and rages at the stars

♪ god help

♪ the beast in me

♪ the beast in me

♪ has had to learn to live with pain

♪ and how to shelter from the rain

♪ and in the twinkling of an eye... ♪

Man on TV: In firing, the trigger is squeezed,

allowing the hammer to rotate forward, striking the fire pin...

(Sniffing)

♪ God help

♪ the beast in me

♪ sometimes it tries to kid me

♪ that it's just a Teddy bear

♪ or even somehow manage

♪ to vanish in the air

♪ then that is when I must beware

♪ of the beast in me

♪ that everybody knows

♪ they've seen him out dressed in my clothes

♪ patently unclear

♪ if it's New York or new year

♪ god help

♪ the beast in me

♪ the beast in me ♪

(Dance music playing)

(Music abruptly cuts out)

(Inaudible)

(Sighs)

(Phone ringing)

Yes?

Man on phone: Hello, is this Killian?

Yes.

Killian Maddox?

Maddox? Yes, this is he.

Killian Maddox...

It's Brad.

Vanderhorn.

The bodybuilder.

I got your letters.

Yes...

This is Killian Maddox.

Hey, I got a little gig in your area next week.

I thought maybe you'd like to drop by.

You can come backstage, say, "what's up?"

Hello? Killian?

- Hello? - Yes.

I'd like that.

(Soft music playing)

(Camera shutters clicking)

(Soft music continues)

(Indistinct chatter)

Killian.

Hi.

Brad: All right, I'm gonna head off to the trailer,

get those checks written.

Appreciate it. I'll see you tomorrow.

Thanks for coming, man.

Look at you. Look at those shoulders, wow! (Chuckles)

You look great. You look just like your photo.

Thank you.

Mmm.

That was a very good show.

You're very good.

Oh, thanks. I appreciate that.

Your abs look even better than before.

(Chuckling) My babies?

Wanna touch 'em?

It's okay.

It's all right. You can touch.

It's all right.

They're perfect. (Chuckling)

You're funny.

(Soft dramatic music playing)

So, you're my number one fan, huh?

Yes.

(Brad chuckles)

(Cell phone ringing)

(Brad grunts)

Brad: Hey, honey.

Yeah, the flight got canceled.

First thing in the morning.

Tell them I miss them, all right?

Tuck 'em into bed for me.

Yeah, I don't like being away from you either.

(Zipper zips)

No, they're taking really good care of me here.

Yeah, maybe on the next trip.

I love you, too.

I'll see you soon.

(Line ringing)

On voicemail: Hi, you've reached Brad.

I'm probably at the gym right now. Drop me a line and I'll get back to you.

(Line beeps)

Killian: Hey, Brad, it's me.

I got your number from the league directory.

I hope that's okay.

Um...

Could you please just call me back?

Sorry for all the messages, and I know you're super busy.

Um...

But yeah, please, just call me back because I'm asking nicely.

I'm not raising my voice at all.

And, um...

Uh...

Honestly, when you don't call me back, it hurts my feelings.

And I just wanted to be friends.

And then you did those things to me, so...

Um...

I would appreciate it if you called me back.

Okay?

This is Killian Maddox, by the way.

Okay. Thank you.

♪ There's a blue light

♪ in my best friend's room

♪ There's a blue light in his eyes

♪ There's a blue light, yeah

♪ I want to see it

♪ shine ♪

Bring that shit my way.

Jenna, can I have another one, please?

Thank you, sweetie.

Hey, you got a light, big man?

Hey, you got a light?

What, me?

Do you have a lighter?

No.

Women, man.

You know? (Laughs)

Every single one, am I right?

Fuck.

(Laughing)

Hey, you want to do a bump?

Would you like to do a bump with me?

Come on.

Come on, let's do a bump, come on.

Come on, man.

Jenna, we're gonna be back. Come on. I'll show you something.

(Laughs)

♪ Crashing me by ♪

(Applause)

(Sniffing)

But it's all bullshit, man, you know? Oh, thank you.

You're watching the news, you're watching television,

you're being pumped full of fear all the time.

There's wildfires, there's terrorism, there's fucking murder.

Cut to commercial, "here, beta males, buy this car, or the girl won't fuck you."

You know, "buy this home security system, or your family will be raped." They will.

Meanwhile, the muslims are trying to kill you,

and so are the blacks, especially the blacks.

No offense.

What would be the point of being on the mountaintop

if you've got no one in the valley to look down on?

I know you know what I mean.

Look down on.

Yes.

For why?

We got the monster, we threw him in prison, you're safe now.

Come on down and buy yourself a new Ford fucking truck.

(Sniffing)

They can bomb the entirety of the middle east,

and yet I drive on a suspended license, and I go to jail, and we just accept this.

We just accept this year after year.

No.

It's time.

Time for the people to rise up. Make them feel the pain that we feel.

Give them a taste of their own shit for once.

I have a gun.

I could shoot them if you'd like.

You have a gun? (Laughs)

I'm sorry, that's...

Yeah, yeah. Okay, yeah.

Go on out there and splatter their brains all over the dance floor, please.

They'll be missed.

Bang, bang!

Yes.

(Mockingly) Yeah. Yes.

You're a lot of fun. You're all right, man.

You're all right.

(Sniffing)

You're kind. (Laughs)

(Sniffing echoes)

(Line ringing)

On voicemail: Hi, you've reached Brad. Probably at the gym right now.

Drop me a line, and I'll get back to you.

(Line beeps)

Killian: Hey, Brad, it's me again.

And, um...

I'm going to kill someone, and then I'm going to kill myself.

(Car door opens, closes)

(Toilet seat lifting)

(Urinating)

(Toilet flushing)

Killian: If you scream, I'll shoot you dead.

I... I don't have any money.

I'm not here for your money.

Do you remember me?

(Stammers) No.

Look at me.

2016 Dayton, Ohio, grand prix, you were the judge.

You remember me now?

I judge a lot of competitions.

You didn't like my hamstrings or my deltoids.

That was a mean thing to say.

I... I'm sorry.

I'll write a letter to the commissioner, put in a good word for you.

It's too late for all that.

No... (Sobbing)

You're on the mountaintop looking down on me.

No, no, I'm not.

Yes, you are.

Take off your clothes.

What?

- Your clothes, take them off. - Okay, okay.

Slowly.

Slowly, like you mean it.

(Panting)

Pants.

- Slowly, or I'll shoot you in the belly. - (Cocks gun)

Okay, okay, okay!

(Man whimpers)

♪ Take me now, baby, here as I am

♪ pull me close, try and understand...

Man: Don't. Don't.

♪ Desire is hunger, is the fire I breathe

♪ love is a banquet on which we feed

♪ come on now, try and understand

♪ the way I feel when I'm in your hands

♪ take my hand, come undercover...

Front lat spread.

♪ They can't hurt you now can't hurt you now...

Front lat spread!

Okay, okay!

♪ Because the night belongs to lovers...

Double front bicep.

♪ Because the night belongs to lust

♪ because the night belongs to lovers...

Rear lat spread.

♪ Because the night belongs to us

♪ have I doubt when I'm alone...

- Come on! - No... (Sobbing)

Ugly.

Dumb.

Gorilla.

(Man sobbing)

Side tricep.

God, please.

Chest up.

Chest up! Shoulders back. Squeeze! Squeeze!

(Grunting)

Now look at me.

Smile.

Squeeze and smile!

Smile. Smile!

- (Grunting) - That's it!

Do you see me now?

- Yes. - You do?

Yes. Yes, I do.

You see what I've become?

(Quietly) Please, please don't.

- Don't. Don't do-- - on your knees.

♪ Turn and burns

♪ without you I cannot live

♪ forgive the yearning burning...

Who's on the mountaintop now?

You are.

Don't kill me.

Who's on the mountaintop now?

You are!

No, no, no!

♪ Because the night belongs to lust...

(Door opens, closes)

♪ Because the night ♪

(Rain pattering)

(Opera music playing)

(Can shaking)

Paw-paw?

I'm headed out for a bit.

(Opera music continues)

(Cheers and applause)

(Opera music continues)

(Cheers and applause)

(Cheers and applause)

(Opera music continues)

- (Music stops) - (Gunshots)

(Inaudible)

(Gunshots)

(Eerie vocalizing)

(Music fades)

- (Rock music playing) - (Cheers and applause)

(Announcer speaking indistinctly)

(Cheers and applause)

(Cheers echoing)

(Door creaks open)

(Door closes)

(Crying)

William: (Softly) Okay.

(Killian sobbing)

William: It's all right.

You good?

It's all right.

It's all right.

- You got me, I got you. - Yes, sir.

William: It's okay.

(Bittersweet music playing)

Killian: "Dear Brad...

"This will be my final letter to you.

"Listen up.

"You might just learn a thing or two.

"You have to do something big and important

"or nobody will remember you when you're dead.

"It's sad to say, but that's just how it is.

"The only thing that matters in a man's life

"is how he'll be remembered.

(Camera shutter snaps)

"When I close my eyes and dream,

"I'll tell you what I see.

"From the king of China

"to the little boy without a friend in the whole galaxy,

"there will come a day when the entire world

"knows my name.

(Cheers and applause)

"They're going to put my face on magazines,

"and everybody will know I was here.

(Cheers and applause)

"Signing off,

"Killian Maddox."

(Cheers and applause fades)

(Train whistle blares)

(Ethereal music playing)