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- Help!

Help.

Help!

Help!

Help!

What the fuck?

What the fuck's happening?

Help!

Hello?

Hello!

Help!

Hello?

I can hear you.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, I see you!

I'm over here!

Hey, help.

Help!

Hey!

Over here.

Over here! Help!

Help!

Help please!

Please.

Come on, man.

Welcome to the party.

You gonna eat all that by yourself?

Come on, man.

You're not sharing?

You don't wanna fling some of that my way?

Selfish.

- Hey, there.

- Who are you?

- I'm Nova.

- You're tied up, too.

- Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.

- What the fuck is going on?

- We're staging a protest.

- Protest?

I'm not supposed to be here.

- Yeah, none of us are, but we're here for the trees.

- We?

Fuck.

Water!

Water.

Oh my gosh, could I have some?

I need some of that.

Hey, no, no.

Why would you do that?

- Do what?

Drink?

That bottle's 100% biodegradable as are we ironically and--

Listen.

OK, this is it.

- This is what?

- This is the end.

- I'm-- I'm not supposed to be here.

- Here they come.

Hold your signs up, everyone.

Bravely, everyone.

Show them if they want to cut down trees,

they must first cut down us.

Murder is murder!

If they want to commit this murder,

then we will all pay the price for it together.

- Oh, shit.

- Loud and proud!

Loud and proud!

Shut up.

Shut up.

Shut the fuck up.

Get out of here.

Get the fuck out of here.

Get the fuck out of here.

Get out of here.

Get the fuck out of here!

Selfish.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Come back.

Hey. Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Over here.

Over here.

Thank God you're here.

I've been out here--

oh my God.

Oh God, thank you.

Oh God, thank you.

I-- I don't know how I got out here.

I'm tied to this tree.

Someone kidnapped me.

I've been out here for days.

Maybe even longer.

I haven't had food or water.

Thank God.

Thank God.

Can you cut the ropes?

I-- I got a head wound.

It's a bad injury.

I think I need to go to the doctor.

Oh, thank God that you're here.

Can you untie the ropes?

- Bark.

- Bark?

I don't understand.

- Bark.

- Bark, yes, that-- that is bark.

Now, can you please untie me?

Can you please untie the ropes?

You cut the ropes.

Could you please cut the ropes? OK.

No, no, no. What are you doing?

What are you doing? Hey, hey.

Come back here.

You can't leave me here.

I'll eat the bark.

I'll eat the bark.

Oh my God.

What is it?

What's going on?

Oh my God, what is going on?

What is happening? Please.

Please. I'll eat the bark.

Bark?

You want me to eat the fucking bark?

I'll eat the bark.

What is happening?

OK.

OK.

Get a grip.

You're losing it.

OK.

All right.

OK.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Hello?

Can you hear me?

- Yep.

- Wanna help me out?

You see, I'm tied to a tree here.

- I can see that.

- Oh, OK.

Could you please untie me?

- Nope.

- OK.

Is there a justifiable reason for that?

You're not gonna help me out?

I don't understand.

Gonna set up camp.

- Oh, this is my spot.

- Untie the fucking tree.

- What if you are a tree?

No.

What if you're one of many trees here in these woods?

What if I'm the lumberjack that's come to chop you

and the rest of your friends down?

Or you're just a guy that's tied to a tree

and I really don't give a shit?

- Wake up.

Wake the fuck up.

You know, if I die out here, you will be held responsible.

- By who?

- The law.

- I don't see any lawmen out here.

- Maybe not. Not right now.

But they will come eventually.

- Yeah.

Now the cops, they're out in full force in the city

and in the towns but not out here in nature.

I mean, have you ever seen a cop wandering the woods looking

for criminal activity?

No, you haven't.

Hey, this is nature.

There are no rules out here.

Survival of the fittest or whoever is not tied to a tree.

- There may not be roaming officers out here right now,

but the law still applies.

And they will find you, and they will drag you in and stick you

in jail.

- Yeah, on what charge?

What-- what crime did I commit?

- On the charge of not fucking helping me out

of a very criminal situation, which makes you culpable.

- That makes me indifferent.

- Same thing in the eyes of the law.

- You know, you say these things,

you talk down to me, and I--

I get the feeling that you don't practice what you preach.

- What makes you say that?

You're tied to a tree left to die.

This predicament just screams revenge.

Wouldn't you say?

- Please, man, can I have some of that water?

- Please.

That's such an interesting word, isn't it?

Please.

And man.

I notice you-- you say that a lot when you want something.

Please, man.

Come on, man.

Well, do you really think that's gonna help you

in some sort of way with me?

Because I'm going to be first to tell you that it's not.

- Give me some!

- I would, but I have to be fair.

- What does that mean you got to be fair?

What do you mean by that?

- Well, it means life isn't fair.

And by no means am I gonna step in the way of life's

grand old plan for you.

- Grand plan?

Fuck you.

If you are a decent human being, then

free me from the fucking tree.

Free me from the fucking tree.

- I get that you're--

you're angry.

I do.

Trust me.

But I don't think you're really seeing it from--

from my perspective, my point of view.

All right.

I mean, think about this, OK.

You want to go out in the woods and do some camping,

next thing you know, you find a guy that's tied to a tree.

What do you think?

Hmm?

I tell you what you think.

You think that guy, well, he's-- he's there for a reason.

Or if that's not the case, one would assume that maybe, you

know, he put himself there or some type of punishment

or something.

I don't know.

But, look, whatever the reasons may

be that you find yourself tied to the tree in these woods,

you know, I'm not interfering.

On the other hand, though, untying you

would be what a-- a decent human being would do.

- Yes.

Yes, it would.

And that's-- that's all I ask.

- Now, well, you and I are in complete agreement together.

- You're not gonna untie me, are you?

- So you-- you think I'm real now?

- I'd say you are real.

- Would have to be if I'm gonna untie you?

- Yeah, you're the one who put me here.

- You ever seen this face before?

- Don't think I have.

- Why would I go to all this trouble if I--

if I didn't know you?

- People do a lot of weird, awful things.

- Yeah, you got that right.

- So what's the deal?

- What was the last thing you remember?

That-- that head wound of yours, it's--

it's really fogging your brain, huh?

- How bad is it?

My head, is it bad?

- Affecting your-- your memory apparently.

Just think. OK, think.

You got to try a little harder.

Maybe I'll help you.

I just need to have a better understanding of what

the circumstances are, so, you know,

I don't feel like I'm putting myself in a danger or anything.

- I was at home making dinner.

There was a doorbell.

The doorbell rang.

The doorbell rang.

And then-- I can't--

can't-- can't-- that's it.

That's it.

- You didn't-- you didn't say anything to anybody.

Piss anybody off with that big mouth of yours?

- No way.

I keep mostly to myself.

I don't start shit with anyone.

- Well, you know, I kind of find that hard to believe.

- Hey, look, look, look.

Can we-- can we hit the reset button?

Can we-- can we start over?

I-- I am genuinely sorry if I disrespected you,

but you have to understand that I have been out here for days.

No, food, no water, no shelter, no answers.

I am dehydrated.

I am starving.

I am tired.

And I-- I just want to go home.

- So you really are an innocent victim here?

- Yes, yes.

Yes, that's what I've been trying to tell you.

- You promise?

- Yes.

Yes, I promise.

- You sure?

- I promise.

- OK, I'll help you out.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, I will.

Yeah, let me-- let me just figure out how you're tied up.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

The-- the ropes are so tight.

They're cutting into my arms.

It's like fucking wire.

If you can just--

Hello?

Oh, no, no.

It's a fucking joke.

You're not gonna help me, are you?

- Nah. - No.

- What's that?

- Shovel.

- What's it for?

- I'm gonna dig a hole.

- Why?

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

No, come on.

You don't have to do this. Come on.

We can figure this out. What do you need?

What do you need? What do you want?

Money?

Hey, I can get you money.

How much do you want?

50?

60, 60,000?

- You can get me 60,000?

- $60,000, yes, yes.

That is not a problem for me.

Now you listen to me.

This is between you and me.

No one else is gonna ever know about this.

You cut me loose, and then it is-- it is gone, dead, buried.

- Buried?

- Mm-hmm.

- How about 100 grand?

- OK, yeah.

Yeah.

- 200 grand.

- 200.

OK, I can try.

- $1 million.

OK.

How much you think your life is worth?

- I don't have a million.

- How much!

- You really think that this is about money?

- I have no idea what this is about.

I don't know who you are.

I don't know why I'm here.

I don't know why I'm quibbling with some fucking

redneck in the middle of the fucking woods.

I have no idea what this is about.

- You can keep your money.

Just building fire pit, man.

I mean, I don't have to tell you it's gonna get really cold here

tonight and--

and really dark.

- You're staying the night.

- I mean, you know, I hadn't planned on it, you know?

But, look, change of plans.

Now I gotta be here in the morning.

- What happens in the morning?

- That real enough for you?

This right here.

It's what we got going on tomorrow.

Happy Trails Hiking Day.

I just want to be here in the morning in case one

of these happy hikers, they--

they stumble across you.

- Tell me why I'm here.

- You're not really in a position to negotiate.

- Now!

- You're the only person that can answer that.

You got to look deep within yourself.

Understand?

- Fuck you.

- I wouldn't-- I wouldn't waste your saliva.

- Why?

- What, why don't you want to waste your saliva?

- Why, why, why are you doing this to me?

Why are you doing this to me?

- Calm-- take a breath.

Calm down.

Look, your tear ducts are going to dry up.

Trust me.

This is for your own good.

Hmm.

Wow.

You do that again and, well, this is gone.

You'll never see this again.

- My wedding ring?

- It's my ring now.

- Why would you take that?

- Question you should be asking yourself is how did I take it,

and judging by that look on your face,

you had no idea when I went behind the tree

that I took it off your finger then.

And it was stuck on pretty good.

I had to actually give it a bit of a--

bit of a yank, and that actually doesn't bode well for--

for the circulation in your hands.

- You're robbing me?

- Sure. Yeah.

I mean, but, look, you should thank me.

Seriously.

See this right here, this is just

something that confined you to this world.

OK, this-- this ring just spins round and round and round.

It's like a dog chasing its tail in a park.

- My wife is dead.

- My condolences.

- She died this year, this past April, April 15th.

But you don't know that.

You wouldn't know that.

You don't know who I am.

You don't know what I've been through.

You don't know about me.

I don't see a ring on your finger.

- No.

Didn't realize I needed one.

- Oh, your age, you do.

- I am a free man.

- Are you?

What are you, 40, 45?

Yeah, you probably don't have time for relationships.

Spend too much time running around the woods playing

lumberjack, and intimacy scares the shit out of you,

intimacy with a woman.

- Oh, woo.

Run for the hills!

Barking up the wrong tree, boy.

- Come on, let's mix it up.

Come on, let's figure this out.

Come on, let's have a fight.

You and me.

You and me man to man.

What, are you scared?

- I look scared of you?

- Yeah.

Yeah, you look scared.

You look like someone who's scared of a fair fight.

You probably get off on this.

You one of those sickos, those sickos

who likes to have sex with trees.

- Yeah, it's called dendrophilia.

- Yeah, of course you would know.

- It's a term, yes, I know.

- You practice what you preach?

- No, I read books, man.

OK, I educate myself.

You should try it sometime.

It might help you.

- Coward.

Coward.

Fucking coward!

That's right, coward.

Go back to your stones.

Man, how do you become you?

What happened to you?

How do you become a man like you?

What do your parents think of you?

They must be like, oh, fuck.

We should have aborted this mission.

We should have turned right at that fucking fork in the road.

Nip this one in the bud.

What do you get abused?

Your dad smack you around?

Or your mom didn't give you any attention?

That's it.

Bet she's popping pills.

Alcoholic.

Neglect, that's for sure.

And now you won't dare risk giving yourself over

to another person.

They'll just let you down.

Why give over?

Apathy is so much easier.

Happiness, lone wolf.

I must make you feel powerful, strong.

If you just pull your head up out of your ass for one second,

you might realize that everyone here is just--

just trying to get by.

Everyone is just trying to survive.

Yeah, the monsters that you made them out to feel your head,

they have-- they have families and people that love them.

And people are good.

They have good intentions.

They are worth saving.

- I'm gonna make this real clear for you.

You are never getting off this tree.

I can promise you that.

- Coward.

- You just cost yourself a shoe, man.

And for what?

You know, you make a lot of irrational decisions

based on anger.

You realize that?

- You are gonna burn.

Woo.

Oh, you're gonna burn in hell.

You are gonna burn.

- I doubt it.

These fancy shoes will.

- Tomorrow I am going to be yelling and screaming,

and people are going to come running.

And when they do, it is not going

to go well for you 'cause I'm not giving in.

You're not gonna beat me.

I'm not giving in to you.

So suck on that, you psychopath.

- You know, you are so fucking annoying, man.

Seriously.

- Fuck you.

- Well, just so we're clear, we are way off the beaten path.

Those trails, they, well, they're a far trek from here.

I just want you to know so you-- you don't get your hopes up?

- No, not that far.

Just a click or two east to the nearest trail--

- West.

- Thanks.

I just got my bearings.

- That's clever but irrelevant.

Yeah.

You ain't going anywhere.

- Yeah, we'll see about that.

- Yeah, we will.

- Hey, boy.

Hey, who's a good boy?

Yeah, want your ball?

Want your ball?

Yeah?

Fetch.

- I'm not gonna be here when you get back.

I'm not gonna be here.

- We'll see about that.

- Yeah, we will.

Come on.

Nolan, think, think, think.

You gotta be missing something.

There's got to be trails.

He wouldn't come back if he wasn't worried.

Where do you think there's trails?

Yes.

Yes.

The Black Pine National Forest is

one of the world's largest havens

for the red striped western chipmunk.

Blocked by natural forces, the habitat for a vast diversity

of animals--

bobcat, bears-- 38 groves that comprise the black pine strip

provide shade to 1,400 square miles of undisturbed wilderness.

1,400 square miles.

Hey!

Hey, help!

Hey.

Hey, help.

Help!

Over here!

Over here!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Over here!

Over here!

There's some-- there is somebody.

Here!

Yes.

Wait. Oh.

Woo.

Here.

Here!

Oh, thank God.

Thank God you found me.

I'm here. - Hey!

- I'm right here.

Yes!

Yes!

- Hey!

- Oh, you found me.

Over here.

Yes, yes, yes.

Oh, there's a psychopath running around the woods.

That's his tent over there.

Oh, thank God.

- I found the body.

- You found both of them?

- Oh, yes.

Untie me.

- It's a 1011.

Blunt force trauma to the head.

Dehydration.

Body's warm.

Dead as a dog.

- I thought you were dead.

- My hands are numb.

My tongue feels like a popsicle stick.

- Yeah, you probably got two days or so before you

succumb to dehydration.

- You'd be fine with that.

I still don't understand why.

- Oh, come on, man.

You should know why you're here.

The fact that you don't sort of just justifies the end.

- How so?

- I'm not here to unpack that for you, buddy.

But this-- this was an interesting move.

Not sure what the endgame was but help.

Cute.

- What's your name?

- What's that?

- What's your name?

You tell me.

- What does it matter what I know about you?

- You can call me the outdoorsman.

- The outdoorsman?

That-- what is that, a joke?

- Yeah, all names are a joke if you think about it.

It's just something my parents made up

to stroke their own egos.

- Isn't calling yourself the outdoorsman sort

of the same thing?

- But it's who I am.

You know, I really don't think people

should be given their names until they actually

know who they are.

Yeah, but I guess then there'd be a lot

of people who die nameless.

- Mr. and Mrs. Outdoorsman.

What are you going to name your little boy?

Oh, we're very fond of the name The.

- Near the end of your rope?

- No.

I'm just through the looking glass here.

- Well, you're only saying that because it's nighttime.

You see, at night, we get a little more calm

and introspective.

But as soon as that sun rises, it just wipes it all away.

The day is for doing.

The night, that's for thinking.

- Whatever you say, man.

- You know, for what it's worth I never really liked

my real name, my given name.

- Well, you can take comfort in the fact

that you didn't have a choice.

- Well, that's it right there, isn't it?

Choice or lack thereof.

Nature versus nurture.

You know there's-- there's one that always wins, don't you?

- Nature.

- Wrong.

- Nurture.

That's what I meant.

- Wrong again

- Oh, Jesus, man.

I don't know.

It's your game.

- Thing about nature versus nurture is there's--

there is no competition.

They're on the same team.

- Nolan Bentley.

That's my name.

Nolan Bentley.

I have a life.

I have people that love me.

I'm a person.

I think you need to-- you need to hear that.

I'm not a good person.

I'm not claiming to be a saint.

I'm not.

I've done things that I'm not proud of,

things that make me cringe.

I try to be better.

I fucking try.

I try to evolve.

Try to make every day better than the last.

Am I flawed? Yeah.

Yeah. Yes.

Yes, I'm very flawed.

Have I done things that I can't reconcile?

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Shitty things.

There was-- there was this girl in high school, Beth Moore.

She made fun of pimple that I had in my head, and I--

I decimated her in front of the entire class, outed

her eating disorder.

It was awful, awful, terrible.

Still feel bad.

But I'm not heartless.

I'm not cold.

I'm not pure.

You sort of have to be an asshole in my profession.

It comes with the territory.

I've used people.

I've been used.

I've betrayed people, and I've been betrayed.

I have lied, cheated, and stolen,

and so has everyone else.

Have people gotten hurt?

Yes, but not physically.

And that's fucking capitalism.

I'm sorry, OK.

And some people are dumb, and that's not my fault.

If there is an opportunity, I got

to take advantage of it or some other fucker will.

Do I have work to do on myself?

Yes?

A lot of it.

But we're all a fucking mess.

We're all just trying to get by.

No one is innocent No one is blameless No one is exempt.

No one comes out of this unscathed.

That's life.

That's life.

My wife Ella, she's not dead.

I lied.

- Why would you lie?

- Because it sucks.

It hurts.

And she won't talk to me, and she's

gonna marry some other guy.

OK. OK.

OK.

I will tell you something that I have never told anybody else.

I've never even said this out loud.

One night I was late to a fucking opening or something.

And I just blew through the stop sign.

I ignored it.

I didn't give a shit.

I was-- I was rushing.

And I made a turn onto the small highway,

and this mini van came barreling toward me.

And it swerved, and it just missed me.

It just-- just fucking missed me.

I could feel the death vibrating between our cars as it passed.

I could feel the impact in my bones of the crash that

never happened.

I could see their petrified faces and the brake lights

and then the smoke from their tires

as it flipped into this fucking ditch and disappeared.

And I just kept driving.

I thought about going back, but I didn't.

I just kept going.

I didn't want it.

I didn't want to own it.

I didn't want to admit it.

I didn't want to have it in my life.

And so I just kept going.

I kept driving.

But I-- I want to be better.

I can be better.

I want to live.

And I want you to give me that chance.

From now on, I am going to be a new person.

I am going to make a difference.

That is my word to you, and I'm not doing it for you.

I'm not saying it for you.

That is for me.

I want a change for myself.

I'm worth saving.

- I appreciate your candor.

I do.

That middle-aged guy in the.

In the minivan, remember what he looks like?

- No, it was too quick.

- Yeah, why don't you try a little harder?

Any chance he looked a little like me, maybe a little younger?

- No, no.

- The lady that was sitting beside me, that

was my Aunt Trish, and she died in the ICU that night.

- How could you have found me?

- This is the last stop in a very long and winding road

of vengeance.

- You should see your face right now.

- Goddamn you!

Goddamn it. No more.

- There is absolutely nothing-- - No more lies.

No more riddles.

No more bullshit.

What do you want me to do?

- Did you know that in certain corners of South Africa

that they tie the mentally ill to a tree

and they are denied food by the very people they

are supposed to protect them, their families?

Did you know that, Nolan?

Did you?

No, you didn't, but I didn't expect you to.

Look, I'm not here to help you figure this out, OK.

Nor am I one for half measures.

But you are exactly where you deserve to be.

Things are not always as they seem.

And I believe that things can and will

go wrong in this process of life, and sometimes we--

we veer off course and we just--

we just let it happen.

But like you said, Nolan, no one's innocent.

No one is blameless No one comes out of this unscathed.

And sometimes, you know, we-- we just left with the the lesser

of two evils.

- So is that what I am, the lesser of two evils?

- No, you're the greater.

All right.

But you should get some rest.

You got a big day tomorrow.

Wake up.

Hey, rise and shine.

I need you to open your mouth.

I take something from you, you get something in return.

Fair's fair.

I need to hear you say it.

Fair is fair.

- Fair is fair.

- Open your mouth.

OK.

That should keep you nice and quiet.

All right.

- Regarding context, Jenny and Mark

and I talked about this a little bit--

- Help!

Help.

Help.

Help!

- I should tie that around your neck.

Live and learn.

- Did you kill them?

- You think I'm some type of serial killer?

I just redirected them and sent them on their way.

- Didn't they see your face?

- Doesn't matter.

I'm just another friendly hiker out here in these woods.

You know, I--

I did think you might have screamed for help or something

like that.

That's the unfortunate part about dehydration,

and it's going to get worse.

- Why don't you kill me?

- If I wanted to kill you, I would

have done it a long time ago.

This right here, it's about justice.

- Justice? - Mmm hmm.

- In a court of law.

You can't try someone if they don't understand

the charges against them.

Help me up.

- Why would I do that?

- Help me up.

I-- I gotta take a shit.

I got leg cramp.

- Yeah, you are right where you need to be.

Fair is fair.

You know, I should shoot you like a rabid dog

right here and right now.

But the thing is, Nolan, I could never hurt a dog.

They are such simple, beautiful animals.

You know that?

They don't lie.

They don't have an agenda.

They don't hold grudges.

But humans, people like you, you're

like a plague that needs to be eradicated.

You only get one shot in life, and what you do with that shot

dictates how the rest will go.

Win, lose, pass, fail, there's no gray areas.

There are only the people that did and the people that didn't.

And, you know, maybe--

maybe it's as simple as what goes around comes around.

It's OK.

It's all right.

Look at me.

The hard part's over.

All you have to do now is wait and die.

And sometimes the answer is six feet under.

But for you, it's only two, and then you'll be free.

Then you'll be free, Nolan.

- I don't want to die.

I'm scared.

I don't want to die.

Hunter.

That's your name.

That's your name.

So you're fucking leaving me?

- I can't do this anymore.

- Can't do what, you fucking little princess?

You stay in your fucking pajamas all day,

driving your little Tesla around,

going to your fucking spa.

- I'm seeing someone else.

- You're what?

- I am fucking someone else.

- Ella, I want to see you.

I want to sort this out.

- Please-- please just don't make this difficult, Nolan.

You can just drop Django inside the gate.

- Yeah, sure.

I'll drop him there if you're there.

- What are you threatening me?

You need help, Nolan. - I need help?

- You really do.

- I need fucking help?

I need-- fuck you, Ella!

Fuck you, Ella! You are screwing some other guy.

You get the moral high ground? Fuck!

- Look at you still trying to win.

- Win?

What the fuck am I winning?

What am I winning, Ella?

Tell me what I'm winning.

- Leave Django inside the gate.

Jared is there, and he'll kick your fucking ass

if you try anything stupid.

- All right.

No, no, you listen to me. You listen to me.

You better fucking be there, Ella.

- All right. - Listen to me--

- Bye, Nolan.

- You better fucking be there, Ella!

Oh, you fucking bitch.

You fucking bitch.

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

- Hi, this is Ella.

Leave a message after the beep.

Hi, this is Ella.

Leave a message after the beep.

- You fucking bitch.

You fucking bitch.

- Hi, this is Ella.

Leave a message after the beep.

- So I've made a decision.

You want to fuck some other guy, fine.

You want to end this?

You want to belittle me, all my efforts,

all the time and money I've squandered, fine.

But an eye for an eye, Ella.

And maybe you're right.

Maybe I am just a stunted fuck who wants to win.

So guess what?

You got 10 minutes to call me back or you lose.

That's it.

It's her fault, pal, not mine.

- What you find there, Hunter?

Oh, no.

Who would do such a thing?

That's OK.

You're free now, buddy.

You're free now.

- 2nd down and 9 from their own 45.

Just over 9:00 minutes to go in the quarter.

And they score on this one.

- Yo.

- Hello, sir.

I'm with the US Census Bureau, and I

was wondering if I could ask you a few questions this evening.

- I'm busy.

- My apologies for the interruption, sir.

We were just conducting a survey on the families in your area,

and we were wondering if you could fill us

in on some details about your living situation.

It won't take but a minute. - Jesus.

Dude.

- Yeah, you got a minute and 30 seconds.

Go. - Very good.

I'll get right to it then.

How many people live in your household, sir?

- Just me.

- Any visitations by a child or children on a semi-permanent

basis?

- No, me and only me.

No kids.

Any pets? - Pets?

- Yes, sir.

- The Census Bureau wants to know if I have any pets.

- That is correct, sir.

- OK.

No, no pets.

- Have you ever had an animal under your care?

- Under my care, I mean--

- Sorry, sir.

We've just added some questions to help us get a better idea--

- I don't care. I don't care.

Yeah, I had a dog.

He ran away.

- That's sad.

- Yeah, it sucks.

We done here?

- Did you ever go looking for him?

- Did I--

What is this some kind of prank?

Scam?

- Did you ever go out looking for your lost dog?

- OK, go fuck yourself.

- He's coming.

And it is.

He threw it.

In the field ahead of--

- Who am I in the end

If I had the chance

Would I do it again

And again

And again

And again

Who am I in the end

If I had the chance

Would I do it again

And again

And again

And again