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- [Speaker] (indistinct) under subsection B,

corporal Jerry S. Rice, you are hereby discharged

under conditions other than honorable,

according to an approved sentence of a court marshal

as a result of the findings by the board of officers

convened by the authority designated

by the secretary concerned.

(soft music)

- Hey. - Hey.

(door closes)

Right on the button.

See you later, man.

- Later.

- Jerry, you fuck, come here.

(soft music)

How many tanks of propane you fill up last night?

- I don't remember.

It's on the sheet.

- I checked the weight.

You're off by 300 pounds.

That's 60 bucks you owe me.

- It's gotta be a mistake.

- Nope, numbers never lie just assholes like you.

Six times in three months I've got you fucking

with the propane refills, and I'm getting tired of it.

- It's a goddamn mistake Alex, check again.

- Nope, 60 bucks is coming out of your envelope this Friday.

Be careful, my friend.

I'll turn you in for stealing this happens again.

I'll see you tonight, 9:00 sharp.

Should be busy.

The Indians are getting their welfare checks today.

Make sure the cooler's full of pop

and the racks are stocked with chips.

We make good money on that shit.

(soft music)

- Fuck you.

- What's that?

What'd you say?

- Nothing.

(bell rings)

- Just as I thought.

Fuck you too, asshole.

You're fired, you son of a bitch.

(soft music)

- Hey, pop.

- Hey, boys.

Finish your paper route this morning?

- Yeah, pop, everything's done.

We gave mom the money.

- I told you to give it to me, huh?

- [Child] Sorry, pop.

She made us give it to her.

- Hey, papa.

- Hi, sweetie.

- Cat says, hello, daddy.

Say, hello, daddy.

- Honey, daddy's gotta get in the house.

- [Little girl] Cat says, hello, daddy.

- Hello, Cat.

Okay, honey?

Can daddy get in the house?

- Yes.

- Okay.

- What?

- Fuck.

Nothing.

- Don't give me that.

How was your day?

- How are you feeling?

- What did Alex say?

- Nothing.

- Oh, nothing.

He says... - Tell me.

- He's docking your pay another 60...

- Mm-hm. - Jerry.

He says you cheated him on the propane

again last night, Jerry.

What the hell is going on?

- Hey, if the fucker called,

why don't you ask him what's going on?

He's fucking me, Nora, okay?

- Yeah, right, he's fucking you, huh?

Right.

- I'm the fucking liar, huh?

- [Nora] Yeah, you are.

- You believe that fucking prick?

Yeah?

- Fuck you, asshole.

Christ. - Fuck.

What's all this shit?

- It's all the bills you haven't bothered to pay yet.

- Hang on, I gave you money for this last week.

- That was for something else.

- Yeah, for what?

Fucking $200?

Are you fucking nuts?

- That's not all mine.

You talked to your brother for an hour.

- Hey, I'm asking him for a loan, right?

You've got, what, fucking $20

for talking to your girlfriends.

- Oh my God, what the fuck is $20?

- What do you mean, "What the fuck is $20?"

- Christ.

- We got fucking four kids.

What puts fucking gas in the truck,

food on the fucking table?

Think about it.

- Fuck you.

- Fuck.

How are we going to pay for the delivery?

- Not my problem, bucko.

You fucking figure it out.

Maybe if you paid more attention at work

we wouldn't be losing so much money.

- So it's me, right?

Huh? - Yeah.

- It's me.

I'm fucking not paying attention at work.

I work my fucking ass off for you all fucking day

and all I get is your shit.

- You work your off for me, huh?

Who the fuck takes care of your kids, you jerk?

- They're our kids, mine and yours.

- [Nora] Yeah, our kids. - All right?

- Who the fuck takes care of them?

Me.

I take care of fucking shit hole you put us in.

- I put us in here?

- Yeah, you fucking put us in this shit hole.

- I put us in here?

You had fucking nothing to do with this?

- No. - Huh?

This shit is all me, right?

- Yeah, it's all you,

'cause you have fucking psyche problems.

You think you're still out in the fucking desert.

- Fuck you.

You don't know the fucking hell I went through,

you fucking bitch.

- You're a motherfucker.

Get the fuck off me.

- Fuck.

Fuck.

- [Nora] Yeah, walk away, you fucking pussy.

(soft music)

(Jerry sobbing)

Hey, we're eating in five minutes, okay?

(door thudding)

Hello?

Come out here and fucking help.

(Jerry sniffling)

Jerry, I hear you crying again.

Fuck.

Stop it, okay?

Jerry, fucking stop crying, okay?

(Nora shouting)

- [Jerry] Stop.

(Nora shouting)

(soft music)

- Jerry?

Stop hiding and come out here and help.

Come out here and help, you piece of shit.

Did you get it on the sheets again?

I told you it doesn't wash out.

Jesus Christ.

You have absolutely no respect for me.

Do not use the toilet paper. - Fuck off.

- We don't have that much left.

(door thudding)

And clean up when you're done.

I'm not doing it.

- Oh shit.

(Jerry breathing heavily)

- Hey guys, it's time to eat.

Uh, excuse me.

Door.

(door thudding)

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Show me your hands.

- They're fine, Mom.

- Stevie, don't talk back to me.

Just show me your hands.

- They're fine.

- My hands are clean.

- That's good.

Sit down.

- [Child] Where's Dad?

- [Nora] He's coming.

Jerry, we're waiting for you.

- Is Daddy okay?

- Asshole.

- He always takes so long.

He's so slow.

- No, he isn't. - [Child] Yeah, he is.

Every day he's like this.

(soft music)

- Come on.

(gentle music)

(slow dramatic music)

- I'm sorry dad.

I didn't mean to make you mad.

- Don't worry about it, eat.

- Come sit with us, mom.

- You just eat, Ray.

(slow music)

(slow music)

Hey.

It's 8:30.

Come on, get up.

You're gonna be late.

(soft music)

(gentle music)

- Hey, Louie?

Hey, Louie?

Hey.

- Hey.

- What are you doing?

- Jesus, your shift doesn't start till nine.

What are you doing here so early?

- Louie, I asked you what you're doing.

- I'm working. - Working?

Ain't no one here.

- Jerry, man, I'm working.

- The fuck you are,

you fucking cocksucker, huh?

What the fuck are you doing?

Huh?

Get the fuck up.

- Sorry, Jerry.

I'm sorry, man.

- Fuck me, will ya?

- It wasn't my fault, man.

- Get up. - Fuck.

(head thudding)

You're gonna kill me, man.

- You fucking me, huh?

Fucking son of a bitch!

- No, Jer.

Alex made me do it, man.

I'm sorry.

He'd fucking fire me if I didn't, man.

I got a kid.

I got a kid. I can't lose this job.

I'm sorry.

- Fuck that, man.

I fucking looked out for you, Louie, huh?

Took care of you, and you fucking stabbed me in the back.

- What else am I supposed to do, man?

I had no choice.

- Shit.

Get out.

Get out!

Get out of here.

- I'm sorry.

- Fuck, fuck.

- I'm sorry.

(Jerry breathing heavily)

(slow music)

(slow music continues)

(clock ticking)

(slow dramatic music)

- Hey, pop, are you gonna take us

on our paper route this morning?

(soft music)

Let's go.

- I'm hungry. - Shut up.

(slow dramatic music continues)

We'll wait outside, pop.

(slow dramatic music continues)

- [Child] Good morning daddy.

(slow dramatic music continues)

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

- [Alex] Jerry.

- No.

- [Alex] Where the fuck is Jerry?

- I don't...

- [Alex] Bullshit.

- Asshole.

(Nora sighing)

(slow music)

Stevie, Ray, time to get up.

(slow dramatic music)

Shit.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

What are you doing up so early?

Want some coffee?

(phone ringing)

That's Alex.

He was screaming for you.

(phone ringing)

Are you gonna?

Hello.

- [Alex] Is that stupid fuck there?

- Yeah, what's up?

- [Alex] He robbed me blind, that fucking stupid fuck.

The pumps are empty, the tools are gone, my stock is gone.

I'm fucking ruined.

- What the fuck did you do?

Did you jack him?

- [Alex] Don't let him leave.

- No, I won't.

- [Alex] Useless piece of shit.

What's wrong with him?

- I don't know what's wrong with him.

They really fucked him up.

- [Alex] Gonna wipe the fucking road with his ass.

Motherfucker.

- He should have died over there.

We would've been a lot better off.

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(thunder rumbling)

- Dad.

(gun firing)

- No, Daddy.

(gun clicking)

No, no.

Please, Daddy.

Please, Daddy, no.

Please, Dad.

(Jerry breathing heavily)

Please, daddy, no.

Please.

Please.

No, Daddy, no.

I love you.

(thunder rumbling)

(intense music)

- Put this on.

(water rushing)

Come on.

(water rushing)

(slow dramatic music)

I'm gonna have to trick the people

who are looking for me, okay?

- Okay.

- You ready?

- Yes, Daddy.

- Okay.

(Jerry breathing heavily)

Squeeze it tight, real tight.

(water rushing)

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

Highway eight is about two miles in that direction.

(gentle music)

Store there.

It's just too far for you to walk,

so I think it's best if you wait here.

I'll get us some food, be back in five or six hours.

(slow dramatic music)

- Are you coming back?

(slow music)

- No matter what happens, I'll come back for you.

- I know you will.

You'll always come back for me.

- I'll see you in a bit.

- One Mississippi, two Mississippi,

three Mississippi, four Mississippi, five Mississippi.

(slow music)

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, Daddy.

(engines rumbling)

- Hey. - Hey.

I'll take a paper too, huh?

- [Cashier] All right.

Your total is 87.50.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

- I love you daddy.

I love you daddy.

(slow dramatic music)

(police radio chattering)

- [Dispatcher] (indistinct) she hadn't heard from her yet.

- Please, God, make them go away.

Oh please, please.

(slow dramatic music)

Please God, oh please, please.

(dramatic music)

(police radio chattering)

(slow dramatic music)

- Sh.

- [Dispatcher] 5360, 5360.

(police radio chattering)

(slow dramatic music)

- It worked.

I prayed.

God made them go away.

God will make everything okay now.

I just have to pray.

Please, please,

please, please,

please make it work.

- Try it.

Hold on.

Try it again.

- I prayed again and God made it work.

Did you see?

- Yeah, I did.

(rain pattering)

- [Hilda] Good morning and thank you for listening to CTT.

This is Hilda Enya.

I'll be with you until 6:00 AM.

After that you'll have the pleasure

of sharing Angela Perez's company until lunchtime.

Here's the latest news at this hour.

The search for reservist Jerry S. Rice

and his daughter Celina continues.

His pregnant wife Nora and her two children-

♪ Was a time I sang with your choir ♪

(indistinct lyrics)

♪ I've waited round the bend ♪

♪ And in the end we all lived ♪

♪ Happily ever after ♪

♪ But all that's over now ♪

♪ I'm a war's recreation ♪

♪ All that's over now ♪

♪ I'm damnation's incarnation ♪

♪ The devil's (indistinct) ♪

♪ My mind slips away like desert sand ♪

♪ The children bearing arms fighting man to man ♪

♪ Monsters doing battle in the cradle of the world where ♪

♪ (indistinct) the sand ♪

♪ But all that's over now I'm the wars recreation ♪

♪ All that's over now I'm damnation's incarnation ♪

♪ The devil's (indistinct) ♪

- Anyone asks you anything you remember what to say, right?

- We're on our way to Canada to visit grandma

'cause she's sick in the hospital.

(soft music)

- I know.

What's the difference anyways?

Homegrown is homegrown.

J, MJ, KJB.

It's all the same to me man.

Hold on a minute.

How you doing?

- All right.

Fix it?

How long you been riding on it?

About half a mile.

- Well, looks like you might have bent the wheel.

- Yeah, I think I did.

- Where's your spare?

- Don't have one.

- What is it?

83, 84 Pontiac?

- 83.

- El Cheeto's got an old car yard.

He may have something for you there,

but he's closed on Tuesdays.

You'll have to come back in the morning

maybe I can dig something up for you.

There's a place you can stay down the street there

and a place to sleep as well, so.

- Sounds good.

- Yeah, and just drive it over there.

Leave the keys in the car.

- After you daddy.

Oh wait.

Thank you, God for this space room.

Now we can go in.

- The forensics lab is convinced that the bodies

of Mr. Rice and his daughter

will be found somewhere along that riverbed

in the next several days after nearly 10 days

of a desperate nationwide search for Mr. Rice

and his daughter Celina

following the discovery of the brutal murder

of Mr. Rice's pregnant wife, Nora

and his two sons, Steven and Ray.

This story seems to have reached its tragic conclusion

in what appears to be the murder suicide

of Mr. Rice and his daughter.

Army officials confirmed that Mr. Rice

was discharged three months ago following an incident

in which he and his unit were implicated

in a (indistinct) type massacre

on the outskirts of Fallujah.

Pentagon and State Department refused to comment on an

ongoing investigation.

The My Lai massacre occurred in Vietnam on March 16th, 1968.

To this day,

the incident in which American soldiers were said to have

killed 347 innocent unarmed men, women,

and children remains unresolved.

Mr. Rice's apparent murder suicide

follows a recent and tragic trend

among a number of returning reservists from Iraq.

Some finding their jobs illegally deny them,

their families facing financial ruin.

Many find themselves unable to cope,

some suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder turning

to violence against their families and themselves.

- What is my My Lai.

- My Lai.

It's a place in Vietnam,

A place on the other side of the world.

- Is that where you were?

- No.

I was in Iraq.

- Did you kill a lot of people in Iraq?

- No.

Ours was different.

Never did anything like that.

- Did you kill mommy?

- Yes.

- Did you kill Stevie and Ray?

- Yes.

- Why did you kill them?

- They hurt me.

- Mommy and Steven and Ray love you.

- Yeah, I know,

but it wasn't enough

pain never went away.

- What about me, daddy?

I love you.

Is that enough?

- Yeah.

Sweetie it is.

- Do you still hurt?

- Not in the same way.

- If Mommy and Stevie and Ray came back, would you be happy?

- Sure. I would.

- Make them come back.

Please God.

Make them come back.

Make them come back, please God.

Make them come back.

(soft music)

- Here for the job?

- Job?

Oh, you mean.

- Only got one to offer?

- No, no.

I am looking for a job, I just came in for coffee.

- What do you do?

- I'm a heavy duty mechanic.

- No one's looking for a mechanic around here.

The fact is, we're the only ones hiring,

but just the one position.

Know how to boil an egg?

- Well, sure.

- Then you're hired if you want it.

Pays $10 an hour.

Better than minimum wage, shift is 6:00 AM to 2:00 PM.

Finish your coffee.

If it ain't the best cup you've ever had,

you can turn me down.

(soft music)

I can tell.

You start in the morning.

Ollie.

- George.

- Nice to meet you, George.

- No, my treat.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Okay.

♪ There an angel who hasn't lost his wings ♪

♪ Who can rescue you (indistinct) ♪

♪ Who can bring my (indistinct) ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm tryin to reach my soul ♪

♪ Turn around those sins (indistinct) ♪

♪ I can feel life letting go ♪

♪ But I've come to trust that nothing's (indistinct) ♪

- [Jerry] Hey sweetie.

- Hi daddy.

- You hungry?

- Yeah.

- Bought a few things.

- Can I make dinner?

- Yes you can.

- Thank you, God for this meal.

And thank you for listening to me.

God wants me to pray every day

till mommy and Stevie and Ray come back.

It's gonna be a surprise.

Don't you like it, daddy?

- Mm.

It's good

And this looks like a nice town, doesn't it?

I think we're gonna stay here for a while.

I got a job today.

Honey, I'm gonna need you to stay inside while I'm at work.

That means that you can't go outside when I'm not here

and you have to stay so nobody notices you, okay?

- Okay.

♪ When you came to me ♪

♪ With your bag, jeans and your heels ♪

♪ It's here that I see you backfired ♪

♪ Seems like everywhere you turn ♪

- [Speaker] You like this place?

- [Jerry] It seems okay.

♪ Who really recovers from dying ♪

♪ I could hold you in my arms ♪

- Okay, I need three orders of (indistinct) on white toast,

four scrambles (indistinct)

and two order eggs sunny side up.

Think you can handle that?

- Shit.

♪ If I could hold you in my arms ♪

♪ I could hold you forever ♪

♪ Where you kissed my lips but my mouth ♪

♪ Was full of questions ♪

♪ My worried mind (indistinct) ♪

♪ Place your hands on my face. ♪

♪ Close my eyes ♪

♪ Love is (indistinct) ♪

♪ I could hold you in my arms ♪

♪ I could hold you forever ♪

♪ And I could you in my arms ♪

♪ I could hold you forever ♪

- Daddy.

♪ Now we see how it is ♪

♪ Fist begets the spear ♪

♪ Weapons of war, symptoms of madness ♪

♪ Don't let your eyes refuse to see ♪

♪ Don't let your ears refuse to hear ♪

- (indistinct) and a toast.

Three scrambled with white toast

and two eggs sunny side up with hash brown.

♪ I could hold you in my arms ♪

Walter's bacon and sausage and (indistinct) special.

♪ I could hold you forever ♪

♪ If I could hold you in my arms ♪

(soft music)

- Shifts over.

You want a cup of coffee?

- Sure.

- I know you've been staying at the motel with your kid.

You can move in with me.

I'm alone.

I have a friend who calls me three times a day,

but he lives in Bueller, 150 miles south here.

He doesn't own a car, so he never comes to town.

I figure you and I could share the same bed,

but we don't have to get physical or anything until we get

to know each other better

or when we get the urge jar comes first.

Your kid can use it and it'll be good for both of you.

And staying with me is a good way

to save you a few bucks too.

I won't count you on the rent.

I'll work something out.

Excuse me.

(soft music)

- How have you been?

- What?

No fanfare.

You just stroll back into town like a stranger.

- Well, you know me, I like to keep things quiet.

You know?

I'll get a chance to catch up with everybody soon enough.

- Well, I'm glad to see you that Carl is such a screw up.

A real wet noodle.

Did you hear?

- No.

- He nearly shot himself in the foot one night.

A couple high school kids snuck up behind his patrol car.

Scared him half to death.

Let me tell you, everyone around here

will be glad to see him go fishing again.

Is everything okay?

- Yeah, everything's fine.

- Okay, well sit down.

What can I get you, my cooks about to go home?

- Coffee.

- Okay.

Yell if you need anything.

(soft music)

- If you got a minute, he could use a friend.

- Not me Ollie.

- Just bring in this coffee before you go.

- I don't think so.

- Come on.

I think it'll mean a lot to him.

- Thanks.

- How you doing?

- All right, and you?

- Where are you stationed?

- (indistinct) you?

- Falluja.

- [Speaker] How long?

- Two long.

- 18 Months.

Take a load off.

- Thanks.

18 months, shit.

Seems like it'll never end, doesn't it?

- I have a buddy who been over there for two years.

Three tours.

So you came into town?

- A few weeks ago from out west originally.

You?

- From New York City, believe it or not.

Yeah.

I had a wanderlust for wide open spaces

and it brought me here.

And I have been here for 10 years.

Can I ask you a question?

- Sure.

- Do you ever feel anything?

- Nothing good.

(indistinct) all the time.

It's worse when you first get back.

- They ever go away?

- You think they do.

It's best to have a buddy.

You got one?

- No.

I was the only reservist from Fineman that was called up.

- Well look, I'm here anytime.

- Thanks.

I'm around too.

- Trust off the cigarettes and the booze,

made it a thousand times worse for me.

- Have you met Carl yet?

- No, I haven't.

- Son of a bitch.

How the hell are you?

When'd y'all get back?

- [Speaker] Just today.

- [Carl] Jesus Christ.

- [Speaker] Oh, I'm sorry my friend, George.

- [Carl] George, please to meet you.

Jesus Christ, it's great to see you,

as good as the day you left.

- You wish.

Grab a seat.

- Hey, look, I'll let you guys catch up.

I got go.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Well take care.

- Take care.

(soft music)

- We're only gonna stay there

for a little while, right daddy?

- I said yes 10 times honey.

- When Mommy and Stevie and Ray come back, we're going home.

- Celina I said we have to talk about this, you know?

- Right, daddy.

- Celina.

- Right, daddy?

- Right.

- Oh my God, I didn't think you'd do it.

- You sure about this?

- Are you kidding?

- Hi cutie.

- Hi.

- I made us a big pot of pasta.

You like pasta?

- Yeah.

- Well, let's go before it gets cold.

I'm Ollie.

- My name is Rose.

- Let's go Rose.

Rose, do you want us to pray together?

- No.

- Thanks.

- Good, huh?

- Yep.

- Oh, damn, I've got some real good wine.

- Hey, no, no.

Hey sit, I'm not a big drinker.

- You sure?

- [Jerry] Yeah.

- I'll get us some juice.

- How come you don't wanna know where we're from?

- I never said that.

I figure you'll fill me in when you're ready.

There's no rush, is there?

- Nope.

How can you let complete strangers into your home?

- Well, you're not complete strangers.

Your dad's been working for me now for a while.

- But you don't know anything about him.

- Well, I like him.

He seems like a good man.

- What do you mean?

- He seems like a good person.

- What do you mean you like him?

- Well, you know, I like him.

- Do you like her daddy?

- She's a nice lady.

She's helping us out.

- Where's our room?

- The guest room.

You can sleep in the bed and I'll set up a cot for your dad.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Here you go.

- Thanks.

- Good, huh?

- As always.

- My coffee helps settle the nerves.

Not like the other stuff.

- That's best one, recipe.

- Of course I do.

Everyone has a stupid little dream.

- Which one?

- You know the get rich and your life

becomes perfect overnight dream.

Don't let them tell you it doesn't.

It does.

I've never been rich,

but I know it'd be a hell of a lot better

if you can pay your rent and buy groceries

without having to worry.

I've found the job since I was 25.

I was married for a year.

My husband bought it.

He died from my heart attack.

I'm wanna work less.

Have more fun now.

Nothing wrong with that, is there?

- No.

I should go check on her.

- Oh, okay.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- She's a good cook.

- She is.

What if...

- [Child] Well, daddy, no.

- God, honey, let's just pretend.

- [Child] I don't wanna pretend right now.

- Listen to me, sweetie.

What if Mommy and Ray and Stevie don't come back?

- [Child] They're gonna come back.

I told you they will.

They will.

- How long should we wait for them?

- Soon.

- They're coming soon.

(soft music)

- I'll go get us some dishwashing soap.

Can you cover for me?

- Yeah.

- Hey.

Where's Ollie?

She's just gone to get some supplies.

She'll be right back.

- Surprised huh?

- A little.

- Well, Carl took over for me when I got sent over,

you know, 'cause nobody else wanted to do the job.

I mean, it didn't matter.

I mean, outside of a couple of speeding ticket citations

for noise and illegal parking this place

is a little piece of paradise.

You know what it means?

Carl used to be the sheriff.

I mean, until he got voted out 10 years ago.

He was a good cop too except now he's like a mess.

You know what I mean?

He doesn't care anymore,

he'd rather spend his days fishing

and you should see the disaster he made in my office.

I've got piles of files all the way

to the fucking moon, you know?

And he's gonna stay on as a volunteer

until I can find a full-time deputy.

You interested?

- No thanks.

- [Speaker] Oh, come on.

Better pay than here.

- I like it here.

- Oh yeah, I bet you do.

Yeah.

No, I know, I know, I know you're staying with Ollie.

I mean, she told me you got a really cute kid and it's cool.

No, it's cool, I mean, you know, I tried to connect

with Ollie and just me, she, we just didn't work.

You know what I mean?

So what's your kids' name again?

- Rose.

- Rose?

Yeah.

Rose.

Sorry memory.

- You know,

I tried to cite this speeder this morning.

And I had to let him go.

I lost my nerve, I mean, I got scared.

Can you believe that?

I got fucking scared.

I mean, what the fuck?

You know I thought, I'll go back to the car,

I'll write the citation and I'll come back to him

and this kid, I mean, that's what he was,

he was a 16-year-old kid.

He's gonna pop me.

- I know it's shit.

Nothing's there.

Next time just keep moving.

Don't even believe that you're scared.

You just keep moving.

- Keep moving.

All right, I'll try.

Oh shit.

I'm sorry, I forgot.

I mean, look, why don't you take those

and you throw it out for me all right.

- You know.

You know Ollie she's a really great kid, isn't she?

I mean, she's

she's kind.

Look,

I gotta go.

I just gotta go.

Maybe we'll get together.

We'll shoot some pool.

We'll talk anytime.

I'll see you.

I got it.

I got it.

Thanks.

(soft music)

- [Dorothy] Max?

Max?

Pick up Max.

- Dorothy?

- [Dorothy] Hey, when you got a minute,

would you check out the playground?

- I'm near there, okay.

- [Dorothy] Gloria called.

She said there's some kid in the playground.

She should be at school.

- Anything else?

- [Dorothy] Nah, I'm gonna be away

from the radio for an hour.

Gotta get my hair done.

Russ is coming by.

- All right.

Just make sure that you have all the calls,

forwarded to my cell.

- [Dorothy] Okay.

Have fun.

- Yeah, you too.

- Hello?

What's your name?

- I wanna go home.

- All right.

I can give you a lift home.

Do you know where you live?

- We just moved.

- What's your phone number?

- I don't know.

- Okay.

Do you know how to get home from here?

- Yes.

I'm not stupid, you know?

- Okay.

Can you show me?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Turn there.

- Left or right.

- That way.

- Right.

You're still not gonna tell me your name?

- I don't wanna talk to you.

- I have to tell your mom and dad what you were doing.

- I don't care.

Tell them whatever you want.

They're not gonna listen to you.

They're gonna listen to me.

Turn here.

- Here?

- Yes, here.

Are you deaf?

That's my house.

- This?

This is it?

- Yes.

You must be deaf.

Stop, I've gotta get out.

- (indistinct) over there.

- Thanks.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

- Hello?

- [Max] George?

- Yeah, who's this?

- [Max] Max.

- Hey, max.

- [Max] Listen, you done your shift?

- Yeah.

- [Max] How long do you think it'll take you to get home?

- Five, 10 minutes.

Why?

- [Max] Look, no big deal really.

Look, why don't I just tell you about it when you get here?

- All right.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on.

Fuck this.

I thought you went shopping for soap.

- Well, we needed a few other things.

I'm tired, I'm gonna go and lay down for a while.

Is that okay?

- Yeah, yeah.

Of course.

What's wrong?

- Just tired.

- Okay, well, can I get anything?

- [Jerry] I'm good, I'm good.

- Okay.

(soft music)

- You know better than that.

Come up on an armed man like that.

- Sorry.

What's up?

- I brought your daughter home, Rose.

- What?

- She was in the playground alone and I got a call.

She's fine now.

She's in the house.

- Hey, look, thanks.

She's always wondering off you know, it's.

- And is this your car?

- Yeah, it is.

What are you interested?

I'm thinking of selling.

- No, it's got no registration.

- Oh, you know what?

I got a registration in the house.

I just haven't got round to putting the sticker on,

but I can do it right now it's.

- Sure.

I mean, no rush.

- The car was set in my garage for years,

apart from my daughter, it's the only thing I got

in the divorce.

The woman left me high and dry.

- How long you been divorced?

- About a year.

- Oh man, that sucks.

My folks divorced when I was your daughter's age,

so I know how she feels.

So, plan on staying in FM.

- Still thinking about it, you know, see how things pan out.

- Yeah.

I hear that.

Well, look, that plate's pretty old.

I better run it to see if you need a new one.

- Well, thanks.

I appreciate that.

- What are you doing tonight?

- Sleeping I hope.

These early shifts are killing me.

- Tell me about it.

I work six to six.

I was just thinking maybe you could come over,

we could have a bite or something.

You know, not to stay very long. I just could use.

- Hey, 6:30?

- 7:30 is actually better for me.

Carl, never on time.

- 7:30 then.

- All right.

You gonna drive yourself or you want me to pick you up?

- Hey, no, if you come by Ollie'll probably insist

we have dinner here.

- Yeah, that's probably right.

- I'll find my way.

- She'll probably draw you a map.

- Yeah.

- See ya.

- See ya.

- Celina.

- Daddy.

- What have you done?

- Nothing.

- You know you're mother she.

- I'm not like Mommy.

I love you.

- I love you too.

Your mom, she betrayed me Celina.

She broke my heart.

- I know, but when she comes back, she's gonna fix that.

- You're trying to bring my heart too.

- I would never hurt you Daddy.

- Then why did you go to the playground?

I told you never to leave the house

not until I told you it was safe.

- God told me it was safe.

- That's not true.

- Shut up.

You don't know anything about God.

- You never talked to me like that before.

- I'm different now.

- You don't wanna play a game anymore,

so you can stay with daddy, so you can protect Daddy.

- I'm thinking about it.

Maybe we don't have to play a game anymore.

It's stupid anyways.

- What do you want to do?

- I wanna leave this place.

I wanna go home and wait

for Mommy, Stevie, and Ray to come back home.

- Okay.

But then you have to promise not to leave the house anymore,

do you promise?

- Promise,

- Because we have to make sure no one's gonna follow us.

Do you understand?

- Uh-huh.

- We'll leave in a few days.

(soft music)

- Hey.

You ready?

- Yeah.

- I just, I gotta get my (laughs)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's just,

you know, I just gotta put this away before we head out.

Okay?

Maybe we should wait a while

until the whiskey wears off a little, huh?

- Smart.

Smart idea.

Oh man.

This fucking thing.

I wish I'd just fucking go off and fucking kill me.

That way it'd be an accident.

No one could call me a loser if that happened.

Even though I am a worthless piece of shit.

I'm a killer.

I killed people for money.

- You're a soldier.

You had no choice.

- Like I said, I killed people for money.

- You had no choice.

- I guess.

We did what we were told, but I don't know why I was there.

If I knew then maybe I could live with it,

but it's the not known that's sort of eating me alive.

I mean, nobody knew why they were fucking there.

All the time I was there. I would thinking, oh God,

I do not want to die in this shit hole.

This is the last place I want to die.

Now, all I think about is dying so I can forget.

So I can push back the clock and not be there.

Why?

Why were we there?

- I don't know.

I tried pushing the clock back and it fucked up.

So I'm telling you don't try it 'cause it doesn't work.

- What did you do?

You didn't do shit.

You fuck.

You are a spineless piece of shit just like me.

So, shut the fuck up.

What?

- You done?

- Am I done?

- Yeah.

I'm asking you if you're done.

Are you?

(Max laughs)

- Am I done?

Oh, I am so done.

You better take this, in case I get careless.

Come on.

Come on.

Just take it.

I'll be ready in a jiff.

(soft music)

- [Ollie] Hi.

- Hey.

How'd it go?

- Great.

I played cards and I told her about my life.

She didn't say anything about hers.

I dragged up my own Barbie dolls and had a beach party

on the floor.

It was fun.

She's a sweetheart.

And you?

How'd it go with Max.

- Okay.

He's gonna need a real friend to get him back on his feet.

- Well, I hope you can be his friend.

He's a decent guy.

- Yeah.

Let's see how it goes.

Goodnight.

- Hey.

Where you going?

She's sleeping like a baby.

- I made her a promise to take things slowly.

She needs time to accept us.

- Sure.

We all need a little more time.

(soft music)

♪ All the wild horses ♪

♪ All the wild horses ♪

- Good night.

♪ Tethered with tears in their eyes ♪

♪ May no man's touch ever tame you ♪

♪ May no man's reins ever chain you ♪

♪ And may no man's weight ever lay freight your soul ♪

♪ And as for the clouds ♪

♪ Just let them roll ♪

♪ Roll away ♪

♪ Roll away ♪

♪ As for the clouds ♪

♪ Just let them roll ♪

♪ Roll away ♪

♪ Roll away. ♪

- [Dorothy] Max?

Come in Max.

Where are you?

- I'm coming.

I hear you.

I hear.

- [Dorothy] I've been trying to call you cell,

but there's no answer.

- I hear you.

- [Dorothy] Max?

- I'm sorry.

I just, I slept in.

What did I miss?

- [Dorothy] Max come in.

I've been trying to reach you.

- I hear.

I hear you Dorothy.

- [Dorothy] Max, are you there?

- Jesus.

- [Dorothy] Well, I'll try to call you in the car then.

- [Speaker] I looked inside, and saw a dried blood

and that's when I called Sheriff.

- Authorities have confirmed spots

inside the truck are indeed blood.

A trail of blood leading up to the river's edge about feet

in that direction (indistinct).

Hounds were called in but the scent only took them

a few feet further south from where

that knife was discovered.

DNA tests confirm that the blood on the knife found here

near the Okinawa River does indeed belong

to Mr. Rice's daughter Celina seen here

in the only known photograph of her,

a faded family portrait taken over two years ago.

It's believed that army reservist Jerry S. Rice,

brutally murdered his daughter and then dumped her body here

in the Okinawa River.

It's also suspected that this is where Mr. Rice drown.

- Good morning, Max.

Have a seat.

I'll be right back with some coffee.

- Listen, can you spare George a little while?

- Sure.

I'll go get him.

Hey, love muffin.

- Hey.

- You got a visitor?

- Thanks.

- Hey, look it's in the kitchen.

Come in the back door a couple minutes, I'll give it to you

but next time, put it's somewhere safe

before you start working on the Jack huh?

Might not be there to help you.

How you feeling?

- I uh.

I know who you are.

I want to help you.

- Thanks, but I'm fine.

Wanna take this outside?

- Yeah.

Maybe that's a better idea.

- Hold on.

Why don't we do it here instead?

- What?

- You scared?

- Yeah, I'm scared.

I'm fucking scared.

- Look let's talk.

Let's see maybe.

- See what Max?

Huh?

Happened.

It's too fucking late.

You know what?

I changed my mind.

Let's take a ride.

I'm gonna go get my coat.

If you even think about touching that fucking thing

in your belt, everyone in here gets a bullet.

- How's Max?

- He's okay.

- Listen he wants to go for a ride.

Talk.

Shouldn't be too long.

Is that okay?

- Yeah.

No problem.

Take your time.

- Let's go.

- Where we going?

- Head to the mountains.

Turn off the radio.

I didn't want this Max.

I didn't want this.

I wanted to help you, do the right thing.

Went to the gulf first time 'cause (indistinct)

when I got back, my life started turning into shit.

Married my sweetheart.

First thing we do is go off and have a kid.

Day by day, the marriage is falling apart,

but fuck I'm doing the right thing.

It'll get better.

Day by day it's going to hell.

I'm not making any money and we're fighting

just fighting more and more.

So what do we do?

Have another kid.

Things keep getting worse.

We do it again.

We have another fucking kid.

Man, I loved my wife, love my kids

but I'm driving off of Cliff every minute that went by,

called up to Iraq 'cause my wife gets pregnant again.

I go over and things go from bad to worse,

I mean, I'm killing people, I don't care anymore,

I'm killing people like I'm fucking killing houseflies.

My unit gets called into,

Falluja, sent to hold down some holy shrine command

tells us it's crawling with insurgents armed

to the fucking teeth.

(indistinct) rolling, five grenades the back door

but I ask him if the place is crawling with heavy fire,

why don't we bringing a tank division

and blow the fucker up?

No, no, they say, I can't do that.

Don't want to give the insurgents more political ammo

to hit his back, sounds like fucking bullshit to me

but I'm a good fucking soldier.

I roll in the grenades and boom the place

it shakes like hell.

I'm moving inside.

All we find is 200 old men, women and children.

(indistinct)

I can't fucking tell.

Not one single rebel in the place.

Not even one round of ammo.

Command fucked up, so what do those do?

They order us to shoot anything that's still breathing.

No fucking way.

Me and my crew refused.

Somebody brought in another bunch of boys

who couldn't give a rat's about shooting women and children.

They all sat around smoking,

drinking beers like they were at a fucking Yankees game,

a couple hours later, command orders in a edge track

to level the place, cover up their fucking mistake.

Word gets out, my unit gets called up on it.

We take the fall.

I come home and fucking disgrace my wife.

My wife's looking at me like I killed innocent women,

(soft music)

I tried to make it work, but it doesn't.

Nothing works Max.

Nothing.

- I don't want to die. Jerry.

- Last night you were practically begging me

to put a fucking bullet in your head.

Stop that.

Stop that shit.

Stop crying you fuck.

I didn't come after you, you came after me.

- [Max] Oh, God.

- What you fucking say?

- God help me.

- Who?

- I said God fuck.

- Pull over

Pull this fucking car over.

Pull over.

(soft music)

Get out of the fucking car

Come on.

You ever see that over there?

- Who?

- God you fuck.

- What are you talking about?

- I wanna know if you ever saw that motherfucker over there?

- No.

- Then why'd you ask for it?

- I didn't man.

- You know why you didn't see him?

Because he doesn't exist.

He's a myth.

A fairytale.

We killed each other over a fairytale.

- [Max] We can stop it.

No man, (indistinct) survive.

- [Max] God has nothing to do with it.

- That's what I'm saying 'cause he doesn't fucking exist.

There ain't nothing out there.

All this for nothing.

We're doing all this shit for nothing.

- [Max] We do it for ourselves.

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's fucking right.

Just in case, to cover our asses.

How fucking pathetic.

- [Max] Just forget all that shit.

You're got a kid to think about.

- Hey, don't you fucking mention her.

She betrayed me

just like my wife.

My own daughter fucking betrayed me.

I love her so much.

I tried,

tried to do the right thing in my life,

but it never worked.

Other motherfuckers they fucking cheat, they steal,

they lie, they murder.

Stay lucky.

Not me.

I just lose.

Just fucking lose.

- [Max] Jerry.

You gotta take me back, man.

I'm hurt bad.

- And it's strange,

you're dying,

and all's you're thinking about it yourself, about living,

don't you think you owe to those fucks you killed over there

to think of them instead?

- I think about them all the time.

- I used to.

Where'd it get me?

Only thing I want now is to keep breathing as long as I can.

I'm in no rush to get on the other side

and find a big black hole waiting for me.

Start over.

Knowing what I know now, no one's gonna me up again.

- Yeah.

You'll kill them if they do.

- Ain't that the way it works?

Things are okay, until either you or me

or some fucking peasant gets in the way,

then we get rid of them.

They get rid of us somehow, some way.

No one's gonna stop us getting what we want

don't matter what the that is, we're gonna get it

even if we have to cut your fucking throat,

God's the best excuse to kill,

you, me or them best excuse to come along in a long time

for all of us.

Until a better excuse for murder falls in our laps

keep the fucker 'cause it works every time.

Doesn't it?

Too bad.

- I want you to do me a favor.

I want you to call my folks and tell them

they did okay by me.

(soft music)

- Celina.

Celina.

- Yes daddy.

- Come on, get your stuff together we're leaving.

- Daddy.

- Come on, times a wasting.

Giddy up.

- Where's the policeman?

- I don't know.

- Let's go get in the car.

(soft music)

(radio plays indistinctly)

- Daddy, what are we doing here?

Daddy?

- We're going to see Auntie May.

- Why?

I'm sorry daddy.

I didn't mean to make you mad daddy please, please, daddy.

I won't do it again, I promise.

Just please.

Please dad.

- You remember Auntie May's house?

It's the one with the red door just behind us.

You tell her everything.

Everything that happened, what I did, the whole story.

You hear me?

She'll take care of you.

- I wanna stay with you, daddy.

- You can't.

Not anymore.

We tried.

It didn't work.

- I'm so sorry, daddy.

- I'm gonna call in a few days to check up on you.

Just step out.

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

- Come on.

Come on.

Take it.

Take it.

Here, Celina take it.

Stop that.

It doesn't work.

- It does.

- Take this.

Celina listen to me, mommy and Stevie and Ray are dead.

They're not coming back.

They're never coming back.

Can you hear me?

- Are you coming back daddy?

- No.

- Daddy (sobbing).

- No, no, no.

No, no, Celina.

Oh, shit.

Baby, come on.

Come on.

Oh, fuck.

No, no, no, no.

(Jerry mumbles)

♪ We're a long, long way from home, Bobbie ♪

♪ Home's a long, long way from us ♪

♪ I feel a dirty wind blowing ♪

♪ Devils and dust ♪

♪ I got God on my side ♪

♪ I'm just trying to survive ♪

♪ What if what you do to survive ♪

♪ Kills the things you love ♪

♪ Fear's a powerful thing ♪

♪ It can turn your heart black you can trust ♪

♪ It'll take your God filled soul ♪

♪ And fill it with devils and dust ♪

- [Nora] You should have died over there,

we would've been a lot better off.

♪ In a field of blood and stone ♪

♪ The blood began to dry ♪

♪ The smell began to rise ♪

♪ Well I dreamed of you last night ♪

Hello, I'm talking to you.

♪ Your blood began to dry. ♪

Calm the fuck down, Alex.

He's not going anywhere.

(indistinct)

♪ We've got God on our side ♪

♪ We're just trying to survive ♪

♪ What if what you do to survive ♪

♪ Kills the things you love ♪

♪ Fear's a powerful thing ♪

♪ It'll turn your heart black you can trust ♪

♪ It'll take your God filled soul ♪

♪ Fill it with devils and dust ♪

♪ It'll take your God filled soul ♪

♪ Fill it with devils and dust ♪

(soft music)

♪ Now every woman and every man ♪

♪ They want to take a righteous stand ♪

♪ Find the love that God wills ♪

♪ And the faith that He commands ♪

♪ I've got my finger on the trigger ♪

♪ And tonight faith just ain't enough ♪

♪ When I look inside my heart ♪

♪ There's just devils and dust ♪

♪ I've got God on my side ♪

♪ And I'm just trying to survive ♪

♪ What if what you do to survive ♪

♪ Kills the things you love ♪

♪ Fear's a dangerous thing ♪

♪ It can turn your heart black you can trust ♪

♪ It'll take your God filled soul ♪

♪ Fill it with devils and dust ♪

♪ It'll take your God filled soul ♪

♪ Fill it with devils and dust ♪

(soft music)