Original subtitles

[roaring sound]

[soft music playing]

[music continues]

-[birds chirping] -[music continues]

[boots sloshing]

-[birds chirping] -[music continues]

Shh! Quiet. Look.

-[birds chirping] -[music continues]

[bird squawking]

Shit.

Hey. Good stuff. Nice job, bud.

[music intensifies]

[urinating]

♪ Watching 116 videos Tryna rap just like Mineo ♪

♪ Whatever come save My life, uh ♪

♪ But he ain't really With the word hero, uh ♪

♪ O-M-G, I believe What I can't see ♪

♪ I still got these memories ♪

♪ When one little kid Tryna be like me ♪

- Yo, what's good? - [boy] Yo.

[male] Yo, how you doing? How are you?

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Really I got no chill Wait a minute, whoa ♪

Yo. What's good?

♪ I don't even know My limits, whoa! ♪

♪ And ain't no pretending Whoa ♪

♪ Catching z's You finna get ♪

[girl] Hey. How are you? Nice to see you.

♪ Long as I got bread This is just beginning, whoa ♪

[Benji] Yo. What's up bro?

♪ Know we got it Don't ask if we bought it ♪

[partygoers] Chug! Chug! Chug!

♪ Now I get paid for rhyming Now they look so excited ♪

♪ Why, of course I signed this ♪

♪ Always shutter-blinding ♪

♪ That's the future shining Ay, we up next ♪

♪ Ay, we up next Yeah, we up next ♪

♪ Yeah, we up next We up, we up next ♪

[serene music playing]

-[sirens blaring] -[CB chatter]

[CB chatter]

-[sirens blaring] -[gasping]

[sirens blaring]

-[CB chatter] -[laughing and panting]

[grunting and groaning]

-[CB chatter] -[fireworks popping]

[serene music]

[sirens blaring]

[soft music playing]

[fireworks popping]

-[camera flashes] -[soft music playing]

[footsteps approaching]

[disgusted sigh]

Are you fucking kidding me?

Are you fucking kidding me?!

Are you fucking kidding me?!

Yeah. You know--

I didn't have to fucking bail you out.

You know, you ruined my night. I was with somebody.

I wasn't the one that fucking called you.

Shut up. Shut up!

We're leaving. Excuse me!

[sarcastically] Thank you.

I'm not gonna forget about that bail.

All right? You owe me!

[solemn music playing]

-[male] All rise. -[female] Be seated.

[male] The People of the State of New York

versus Benjamin Hayes.

[female] I accept the terms of the agreement.

The alternative is juvenile detention.

Mr. Hayes, which will it be?

Benjamin, the court requires your decision now.

[solemn music playing]

[female] I'm running behind, Marty.

Can you show Benjamin where the community service office is?

You got it.

Gentlemen.

[soft music playing]

[sighing]

[metal clanking]

Oh, hey there, hon. You must be Benjamin!

Nope.

Oh, my mistake.

W-Well, what can I do you for, sweetie?

No, yeah... No, I'm him.

Yeah, I was joking. I'm Ben. Benji.

Oh. [chuckles]

Quite the trickster. Yay. They, um,

they told me, you know, you were,

whoever you may be, you were coming in today.

Look, um,

I know you're not working here by choice, per se,

but it's still really great to have you on board.

[softly] Hey.

Shake on that.

You want apple juice or something?

I'm allergic.

Oh- hey, I have a friend who's allergic to apples,

if you can believe that, right?

I'm not allergic to apples.

I'm allergic to the idea of apple juice.

Figure you ought to know that about me.

Uh-huh. I see.

No, I'm joking.

Ah! [chuckles]

You got me, you got me. You're good.

Dude, you are so good.

Okay, well, um, come on, sit, sit, sit.

Yeah. I, I can, uh,

get comfortable, I'll give you the rundown.

Oh. No, great. Yeah, 'cause it's so much healthier to stand.

So that was, thank you for that.

So basically what we do here

is we make wigs for cancer patients because

people who have cancer, they tend to lose their hair.

Yeah, I know.

Oh, no, of course you do. What is the matter with me? Wow.

I'm so off my game today. Um...

Anyway, so your job will be, you know,

boxing up wigs for shipping, putting labels on 'em,

sweeping, sweeping, sweeping. You know,

like a barbershop, sweeping, sweeping, sweeping

and, you know, occasional delivery.

Real simple, easy stuff like that.

Stop!

Um, yeah.

We don't really need you to start until tomorrow,

but it, it, it, it was so great that you, you came by and

see the place, we got to say hi.

Thank you so much for coming by.

[silently mouthing]

Have a nice day.

-[bed squeaking] -[moaning and panting]

-[water running] -[door shuts]

Uh-oh.

Well, howdy do there, Benji? [chuckles]

Hi.

Did you get some milk while you were out?

No, I forgot.

Fine. When you don't have any milk for your cereal

in the morning, I don't want to hear bitching, okay?

M'kay.

Anyway, I'm gonna go out for a little bit,

so I left some uh, leftover mac and cheese

in the fridge, in case you get hungar.

Hunger, I mean, in case you get hungar...

in case, in case you get hunger-ey.

Where you going?

Since when do I have to explain my whereabouts to you?

I don't ask where you're going.

Granted, you're the one got yourself arrested, so...

That's fair.

-Excuse me? -Forget it.

-No, I'm not gonna forget it. -Please, Mom.

-What? -Please.

-What? -Come on.

What "Come on"?

You think I don't know how you spent

your time after Dad left?

And how might that be?

You were fucking there, you remember.

Oh, no. Well, no, I guess you wouldn't.

Think you're real hot shit, don't you?

Yeah. No, you're right. You're right, Benji.

You got it all fucking figured out.

But as long as you're here and you're under my roof--

You mean the roof that you stole.

Your father went where he went

because he stopped being able to tell the difference

between me and a punching bag.

Okay? So when you're here under my roof--

-His roof. -It's my fucking roof!

As long as you are here under my fucking roof...

...you'll show me a little bit of respect.

After that...

...I don't fucking give a fuck what you do.

Yeah, you don't tell me where you're going,

I'm not going to know what fucking ditch

to pick you up in.

[soft music playing]

[music continues]

[music continues]

-Psst. -Oh, hey.

Oh, hey.

-Look, I'm a working man. -Hi.

[female voice] Fucking kidding me.

-With nothing. Nothing! -Oof.

[birds chirping]

[tense music playing]

[Samantha] Yo, Benji.

Yeah, sorry.

-So? -So?

[sighing] Forget it.

What?

Ah, no, you can just,

let's start by telling me how it went,

what they're having you do.

I'm cleaning shit.

[Samantha] Cleaning shit, what like bathrooms?

I'm proud of you.

-Why? -I need a reason?

I don't know, are you high?

Oh, what now I have to be smacked to be proud of you?

What are you doing? I mean, look on the bright side.

Bright side?

It's gotten you off the streets.

What are you trying to say, Samantha?

I don't know, I just, I, for one, feel a whole lot safer so.

-Really? -What are you doing?

-It's a peaceful town. -It is.

-What about now? -No, no, no! Benji!

- Stop! - [Benji] What about now?

-Put me down, Benjamin. -What about now?

Benji, no!

Do you feel safe now? What about now?!

-Oh my God. -Do you feel safe?

You're not gonna drop me, you're not gonna drop, are you?

-Whoa. -[giggling]

No, no, no.

You still feel safe?

-[Benji screaming] -[Samantha] Yes!

[Benji screaming] Ah!

You've really gone and fucked yourself now.

-Have I? -[laughing]

You're so stupid. You're so stupid.

Hey, you guys, you can't be in there.

[Benji] Go, go, go!

-[Benji] Sorry! -Sorry.

What the fuck?! No!

[female laughing]

He told me we were going to a Dunkin' Donuts!

[male voice] Yo! Pull up! The elevator fucking works!

I can't do that.

I c--, I can't get into dumb shit right now.

They're gonna take away my deal.

[male voice] Come on, Chicken Littles!

Time to save the world! Cock-a-doodle-doo!

-I worry about him. -Yeah, me too.

-You want to do this? -It looks like fun.

[gentle music playing]

Sometimes your stupid is good stupid 'cause this is cool.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. -What?

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. -Are we not allowed to--

-We're not allowed to clink? -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

[soft music playing]

Ah! It's so pretty. It's so pretty!

God bless America! Ah!

[giggling]

-Take your trash. -Fucking shit.

Clean up after yourselves, okay?!

[laughing]

Don't, don't!

Come on.

[soft music playing]

[music continues]

[train honking and clanking]

[train honking]

[soft music playing]

[thunder rumbles]

[inaudible audio]

[music intensifies]

Hey. I'm Benji.

I said, "I'm Benji."

Yeah, I heard you.

What's yours?

What's my what?

Your name.

If you're trying to fuck me, I'm not interested. Understand?

-What are you talking about? -I said I'm not interested!

Okay. Jesus. Forget it.

Laura.

[Benji] What?

My name's Laura.

Cool.

Why'd you think I wanted to fuck you?

'Cause most men do.

[items rustling]

[male voice] So you'll take mornings up on the counter?

-[moans] -Hey. You know, it's just--

Oh, hey, Junior. Don't let us bother you, huh?

Don't sweat it, Senior. I am late for work.

Oh, is that, is that what you call it?

You know, you're right, I wouldn't know.

I'm actually on my way to watch another prick try to bust a nut.

What did you say to me, punk?!

J-Jerry, just forget about it. He's, he's...

It's just how he jokes.

Whatever.

Didn't your daddy ever teach you any manners?

Oh, that's right, he wouldn't have, would he?

[warily] Jerry.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm the punk?

[grunting]

No!

-[Rita] Stop it! -[Benji] Stop it!

[grunting]

Get back. Get back!

-Fuck you, Rita! Ow! -[Benji screams]

[Benji] Now! Get out!

Jerry, wait. No, no.

-I don't even know, -Not a word.

what to--

Don't say a word, Rita. Not one word.

[both panting]

-[door closes] -[plate shatters]

[sirens blaring in distance]

Spare one?

You're unbelievable, kid, you know that?

Hey, how long you been working here?

Twelve years.

Yeesh!

What about you? I saw the papers on Susan's desk.

I know you're not volunteering.

Oh, I killed a guy.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Why'd you do that?

It had to be done. I don't kill for fun.

You don't think I'm tough enough?

I don't think you're heavy enough.

You shouldn't smoke.

Oh, that's a bit hypocritical, don't you think?

Well, I'm a bit older than you, don't you think?

Okay, I quit.

What do you want from me?

I'm just making conversation.

I already told you if you're trying to fuck me,

I'm not interested.

I already told you I'm not, okay? So we can just,

cause you're not...

...you're not my type.

What type might that be?

Crazy.

What can I say that will cut this conversation short?

Why do you yell at the wall?

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

I saw you.

You must've seen wrong.

Okay.

-My turn. -Shoot.

What'd you really do?

I ran from cops and some other stuff.

-Why? -I don't know, I don't know.

-Worth it? -It's whatever.

Why is it whatever?

I don't know. You know, life just happens.

-Why mess with that? -Oh, come on. Life just happens?

That's the single worst excuse for fucking up I've ever heard.

Okay, Miss "I'm So Perfect",

what's your excuse, for where you ended up?

Where might that be?

Stringing wigs and yelling at walls.

[snorts]

Life just happens.

It just does.

You trying to fuck me?

[Laura] No.

[brooding music playing]

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[Laura] No, no. I'm waiting for someone.

-[man mumbling] -Hey. Hey!

What are you-- Get away from her!

This your boyfriend, Laura?

If I'd known you like 'em that young,

I'd come over myself.

Hey, get away! Hey!

You not fucking hear me?! I said get away from her!

Hey. Junior, take it easy. Laura just owes me some money,

and I'm here to collect it, that's all.

Come on, don't be like that.

Take a fucking hike!

What are you gonna do with that? Be a fucking hero.

[hisses angrily]

I'll see ya, sweetheart. Bye.

[panting]

Is that worth it?

It's whatever, I guess.

[vintage jazz playing on stereo]

[music continues]

[music continues softly]

[CB chatter]

What the fuck is this? Get the fuck out of here.

Fuck you, dude. Get the fuck out of my house!

Really?! Today?! Of all the fucking days?!

Are you fucking kidding me?! Fucking bitch.

Un-fucking-believable. Un-fucking-believable!

You better fucking hope I don't get the fuck out!

Fuck you!

[jazz music continues]

♪ I'll see you in my dreams ♪

♪ Hold you in my dreams ♪

♪ Someone took you Out of my heart ♪

[instrumental jazz music]

[glass cracking]

[music continues]

[glass clinking]

[groans] Hey there, Benjamin.

[groaning woozily]

[grunting]

Hold on. I got it. I got it.

Okay. Okay.

Yeah.

[grunting]

[panting] Hi, baby.

[groaning and sighing]

[sighing]

It's always gonna be like this, isn't it?

[groans] What?

[disgustedly] Oh God.

Why do, why you always got to be so serious?

You're pathetic.

I'm pathetic?

You're pathetic.

[chuckles] I'm pathetic?

Do you know how much I gave up... for you?

Do you have any idea? Do you know?

I wish you hadn't.

Where the fuck do you think you're going?!

No. No. Do not take one more step.

Not one more step.

Get out of my way.

Get out of my fucking way.

[grunting] Get out of my fucking--

Stop it! Let me go! Let me go!

Bye, Rita.

[whimpering]

You ungrateful piece of shit!

[glass shattering]

[Benji] My life is just so fucked.

My world keeps getting smaller and smaller and smaller.

Honestly, it might be time for you to bail for your own good.

Well, what if I wanna take the ride?

Well, if that's the case...

...let's fucking ride.

[Samantha giggles]

-[knocking] -[female voice] Samantha.

One minute!

[soft music playing]

[female voice] Is that Benji?

Bill, get down here.

♪ She just wanna chill ♪

Open this door right now!

♪ Something for my life ♪

♪ Know I had to deal with This pressure on my mind ♪

♪ Stressing two-four seven ♪

♪ Trying to push it To the side ♪

♪ She just wanna rock With me on the daily ♪

♪ Baby, am I crazy? If you wanna slide later ♪

♪ Come save me Meet me in the night ♪

♪ Sounds fine, I'm faded I'm faded ♪

♪ Got me pacing again ♪

♪ Couple thoughts Inside my mind ♪

♪ I'm just taking it in ♪

♪ Writing fast Like I'm racing the pen ♪

♪ Couple minutes independent Then I'm blazin' again ♪

♪ It's like the thoughts In my mind ♪

♪ Turn it off and rewind ♪

♪ Picture something different Then I'm lost in the lines ♪

♪ Twisting up a swisher Got me off in the sky ♪

♪ And I know your seven digits So I call, call all the time ♪

♪ Call all the time She just wanna vibe ♪

♪ Got me lost in the line ♪

[footsteps swishing]

[lock clicking]

Hi. Hi.

What in God's name are you doing here?

Can I come in?

-[scoffs] No. -No, Laura. Hey, Laura.

Please. Hey. Hey, Laura. Laura. Laura. Laura. Laura.

I have mace.

Oh. Uh, yep. What-- What kind? What-- What flavour?

How do you even have my address?

A bird. A bird flew at 4F.

-What? -4F.

What are you doing here?

Okay, I know it's really weird, and it's a lot to ask,

but could I possibly just stay the night

on the couch because I don't really know

where else to go this late.

And y-you, you can totally say no if you want to.

Please.

[lock clattering]

It's a shitty couch, but...

...have at it.

-Thank you. -I'm gonna be in my room.

Please don't disturb me. Okay?

Like, if you're dying, do so quietly.

Okay.

Okay, I'm gonna come in.

[Laura] Okay.

-And I'll shut this. -[Laura] Good. Yeah.

-Okay. -[Laura] Okay.

[door creaking]

[sniffles]

[children playing]

[thudding]

-What are you doing? -[Benji] Nothing.

-Are you trying to rob me? -No.

-Get out of here! -No, I'm not--

Get the fuck out!

No, I'm sorry. Jesus.

[Laura] What the fuck were you doing?

-Are you trying to rob me? -No.

Were you trying to steal from me?

No, no I wasn't.

-I-- I'm just a fucking idiot. -Then what were you doing?

I'm a fucking idiot and I'm gonna go. I'm sorry.

-Just sit. -What?

Just sit.

[softly] Okay, okay.

I'm really sorry.

I didn't know you had cancer.

Well, congratulations, now you do.

-Is it bad? -No.

That's good.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Well, you know the suite at my hotel

is being refurnished, so yeah, it was time.

No, my mom and I don't get along very well.

Well, don't you have any friends you can call?

What about that girlfriend of yours?

Her mom isn't my biggest fan.

Also...

Also what?

I didn't think that you would judge me.

I saw the way your girl looked at me,

so if anyone's being judged here.

I know, I'm sorry about that.

Um, she didn't know that I knew you.

Yeah, but why should that matter?

You're fucking right.

So the cancer... is it gonna kill you?

Aren't you a happy camper?

Yeah.

At some point, it will.

I think it's time we call it a night.

Yeah.

But listen, if you get curious or lonely again,

next time, I'm not gonna be as understanding. You got it?

No worries there.

[door creaking]

All right, boys. It's simple. Get in, get out, copy?

What if the register's empty?

Bro, I already told you, my cousin cleans the bathroom here

and he says register's always full on Sunday.

How much did that information cost?

-50 percent. -50 percent? No.

Fuck you. No. No deal.

We wouldn't have even known about it if it wasn't for--

No fucking deal. I'm out.

Are you seriously gonna walk away

from money this easy?

This won't even take us ten minutes.

It's so fucking close, I can smell it. You smell it?

-I can fucking smell it. -He fucking smells it.

"To dare is to lose one's footing.

Not to dare, that's to lose oneself."

What are you talking about?

Kierk-- Kierkegaard.

Kaka what?

You know, Soren Kierkegaard... The father of existentialism?

Hey, Eric. Have I ever told you that you're a little bitch?

All the fucking time.

-'Kay. -But in the man's own words,

"The moment you label me, you negate me",

so who's the bitch now, bitch?

-Fine. -Fine what?

Let's get a fucking move on.

Attaboy. Oh, one more thing.

The idea would be not to use this,

but better be safe than sorry, right?

[shouting in the distance]

[soft music playing over intercom]

[grunting]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[tense music playing]

[gasping and panting]

[music continues]

[screaming]

[breathing heavily]

Rough night?

[making gurgling noise]

Where is your daddy in all this?

Long gone.

-Divorced? -Jail.

He could be dead for all I know.

-Shame. -I wouldn't know.

You still have one parent, don't take it for granted.

If you call what she does parenting.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. I have an idea.

If I out-drink you,

you go home to your mom's.

If you win,

I'll sleep on the fucking couch.

You're on.

But you have no idea

what you're getting yourself into.

I don't think you do.

Ahh.

["Lost Lost Lost" starts playing]

♪ Baby I'm lost ♪

♪ Baby I'm lost ♪

[vocalizing]

[grunting and sighing]

[chuckling]

You calling it quits?

[grunting]

-Mm-mm. Mm-mm. -[Laura laughing]

Ah.

[groaning]

-You win. -[Laura] Yes.

-You win. You win. -[Laura chuckling]

[grunting]

-Congratulations. You win. -Where you going?

Let's show her what she's won, Bob.

Whoa!

[grunting and groaning]

Are you okay? Sit right here.

You cheated because you...

...you don't have a stomach.

[Laura chuckling]

[melancholic music playing]

Who is the kid?

What?

Who's that kid in the picture in the wagon?

That's my Mary.

Where is she?

She's dead.

[music continues]

Yeah, some... guy doing 50 in a 25.

My little girl never stood a chance.

[music continues]

I had it once, you know.

Had what?

Ignorance and bliss.

I had it. I had it, I had--. I held it, held it...

...in my hand.

[music continues]

Yeah. I know what it feels like.

And now my hand has nothing in it.

And, you know what would normally feel fine,

it feels very empty.

[music continues]

You know, you look like death.

[Laura chuckling]

So... you should stay tonight.

But you need to go home first thing in the morning

and work your shit out.

Fucking death, man.

Yeah.

You said the cancer's gonna kill you.

And?

And I don't know how you can be so fucking calm.

Hmm, death's heavier on the young.

Yeah, I don't have time to go into a tailspin

over the inevitable.

[snorting]

I feel like

all my friends, you know, like,

shoot for the Moon and hit the stars,

but I can't seem to make it out of the fucking atmosphere.

Laura.

Yeah?

I wish things were different.

Don't we all?

♪ It's been five years And some change ♪

♪ And this world Is gettin' so strange ♪

♪ But this old house Smells just the same ♪

♪ And my mom ♪

♪ My sweet mom ♪

♪ She don't remember my name ♪

Hey, Mom.

I don't even know what I'm supposed

to say to you right now.

I mean, what gives you the right to just get up and leave--

We're not doing this right now.

-But-- -Later, okay?

Just not right now.

Fine.

[Rita laughing]

[folk music playing]

♪ Traveling north Traveling north to find you ♪

♪ Train wheels beating The wind in my eyes ♪

♪ Don't even know ♪

♪ What I'll say When I find you ♪

Ah! Oh!

[laughing]

Oh!

I'm back alive.

♪ It's so many miles And so long ♪

No, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.

[laughing]

And fall down!

[grunting]

♪ But suddenly now I know Where I belong ♪

-[male's voice] Yeah. -[Rita] I didn't say anything.

-You're a fucking liar. -Don't.

-Every fucking day -Don't.

it's the same shit and I'm fucking sick of it!

[Rita] Benji! Eric's here.

Shit.

What?

Nice to see you too, buddy.

What do you want?

I want to know what happened. We were all ready to go,

and then you up and fucking dipped.

We had to bail because of you.

-And? -What happened?

-Nothing. -Obviously wasn't nothing.

I didn't feel like it.

Um, and I don't owe you an explanation.

I don't owe you shit and I'm a little bit tired

of everybody thinking otherwise.

Robbing a gas station isn't like jacking off.

You don't do it 'cause you feel like it,

you do it 'cause you fucking do it.

I got a suspicious vibe from the guy behind the counter.

Is that, are you, is that?

Jesus fucking Christ.

-What? -I don't even recognize you.

What are you talking about?

You're like a completely different person.

You look fucking terrified.

Why would I be terrified?

I don't know, but you're all over the place.

I'm solid.

Okay. Whatever you say, bro.

I will, uh, catch you later, I guess.

Bye. See ya.

[insect buzzing]

[tense music starts suddenly]

[children playing]

[male's voice] Fucking liar!

-[Rita] Don't, don't. -Every fucking day

it's the same shit and I'm fucking sick of it!

[children playing]

[Rita] Are you fucking kidding me?!

[children laughing]

[male's voice] Fucking kidding me?!

[slow tense music playing]

[gunshot blasting]

[insect buzzing]

[sirens blaring in distance]

[thunder crashes]

-[man] Sup, dude. -[Benji] Hey, how ya doing?

[thunder crashes]

[gasping]

Nobody fucking saw that?

[soft music playing]

[car honking]

He saw!

[music continues]

[owl hooting]

[music continues]

Hey, where's Laura?

Oh, she didn't feel well. Didn't come in today.

Oh. Okay. Later.

Later.

[gentle music playing]

[intercom buzzes]

[music continues]

[intercom beeping]

[music continues]

[buzzing]

[beeping]

[music continues]

[ragged exhale]

[gentle music playing]

[weak inhale]

[rock music playing]

[female laughing]

♪ Giving me love All on your canvas ♪

♪ All of the girls All on the mattress ♪

[laughing]

[laughing]

♪ All arms up ♪

Oh, yes, I can help you with that.

[Rita laughing]

♪ And you too ♪

♪ You're the best I can do You're the best I can do ♪

♪ You're the ♪

[soft music playing]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[Benji] Cheers.

[indistinct chatter]

Yeah, are you ready for this?

[soft music playing]

[Eric] Who tryna take a ride on the boat?

[Benji] Oh my God! What the fuck?!

Oh! No. Oh!

[soft music playing]

Whoo!

♪ And you too ♪

♪ You're the best I can do You're the best I can do ♪

♪ You're the, you're the ♪

♪ You're the best I can do You're the best I can do ♪

♪ You're the, you're the ♪

[music continues]

[soft music playing]

[Eric] Yeah!

[music continues]

[fire crackling]

[music continues]

Hello! Hold on, I can't hear ya! Hold on!

[rap music playing]

Okay, go ahead! Go ahead!

What?

What?

Ah. Hi.

I'm looking for Rita Hayes. I'm her son.

-One moment. -What happened?

I'm not allowed to give you that information,

but if you take a seat, I'll let the nurse know you're here.

[soft music playing]

Yeah? Here? Yeah.

[male grunting]

[music continues]

Hi. W-What, what's happening?

-Sorry? Is she okay? -Let's talk somewhere private.

No, w-where is she? W-what, is she okay?

Please, just come with me.

- [male voice] Let me go! - [male voice 2] Let me go!

[female] I need some help over here!

[male] Let me go! Let me go!

Please! Get him some help! Need some help over here!

What happened? Nobody told me anything when they called.

I'm not allowed to disclose that information without her--

I'm her fucking son.

I get that, but I'm still not allowed.

Why the fuck not? That's bullshit.

That is fucking bullshit. You want me--

It's fucking bullshit! That's why I'm being so loud!

'Cause it's fucking bullshit.

Just tell me what the fuck's going on!

Your mom overdosed on heroin tonight.

[voice distorted] And was brought into the ER

at approximately 22:00 p.m.

She's currently on intravenous fluids,

breathing again,

and her condition is

relatively stable but,

this could've gone a very different way.

I'm gonna hold her overnight

to monitor her vitals

so she doesn't go into acute

withdrawal from the Narcan.

You feel safe going home?

Is there someone we can call

-for you? -It's fine. I'm fine.

Here's a list of treatment centers

and N.A. groups.

But it only works if she shows up.

[normal voice] So I'd urge you to try to convince her to go.

Okay.

[doctor] If she doesn't change her lifestyle soon,

the likelihood of her becoming a statistic just keeps going up.

[glass shattering]

[brooding music playing]

[pills rattling]

[pills rattling]

[bottles clinking]

[music continues]

You did this. You did.

[Rita] Benji, I, I'm just gonna...

It's okay.

How, how can I expect you to know right from wrong

when I'm just a fucking fuck, a fuck-up?

Oh my God. Jesus, God! I'm such a fuck-up!

You're not. Hey, stop!

- [Rita] Such a fuck-up! -Stop, stop! Hey, stop that.

[Rita] Okay.

I threw away all your shit.

So it's all gone.

I talked to your internist. I told him what happened.

So he's not over-prescribing you anymore.

I went to fucking Jeff at the liquor store,

and I told him not to sell to you again

and I told him if he did, I'd have him arrested.

I know that you'll do what you do,

but the doctor mentioned rehab, and I think...

[Rita groaning]

-Mom, I think it's time. -Ben-- Benji.

-Mom. -Benji.

Mom.

I'm not gonna, I'm not gonna go to rehab.

Why not? You wanna change?

Yeah. I mean, for the first time in a really long time, yeah.

But what stops you from going back down the rabbit hole?

Look.

I'll consider it.

Guess I got a lot of growing up to do.

[Benji sighs]

[pensive music playing]

[music continues]

[Popeye the Sailor singing]

♪ I biffs and I bops 'em ♪

♪ And always offer up some ♪

♪ But none of them Gets nowhere ♪

♪ If anyone dasses to risk ♪

[thudding]

[Olive Oyl] Oh! Oh! What happened?!

Oh! [Olive screaming]

[man sneezes on television]

He must've known Charles pretty well.

How can you tell?

He's allergic to him.

[rain pattering outside]

[music playing on TV]

Bless you.

Do you know him?

Never seen him before.

[phone ringing]

[music playing on TV]

[Rita] Benji, phone call.

-Hello? -[Susan] Hey there, Benji.

Susan?

Yeah. Sweetie, I, I'm sorry to call,

but I was wondering if you might be able

to come down for a bit.

I need to talk to you about something.

Course. Is everything okay?

-[Susan] Thanks, hon. -[phone clicks]

Who was that?

Be back in a bit.

Where you going?

-Work. -Now?

Yep.

Well, okay.

Uh, just be, be home for, for dinner.

-The fuck? -What?

You don't make dinner.

Trying.

Whatever you say, weirdo. Bye.

[Susan] Hey there, sir.

Can you come here for a sec?

[chatter on CB]

Officers, we'll just be a second.

[officer] Hey kid, you Benji?

You wanna tell me what the fuck is going on?

Okay, listen to me.

I can't tell you how much I hate asking you this,

but were you here tonight?

-What are you asking me? -Benji, this is important.

What? No, I wasn't.

Are you absolutely positive?

Yes, I'm positive.

Okay, so when the cops came, they found out

you were working here, they started asking questions.

-You don't think that I-- -No, not if you say you didn't.

I will talk to them, but chances are

they're gonna wanna have a word with you.

Okay.

Okay.

[melancholic music playing]

[sirens blaring]

[male] This is a real fucking charmer

we brought in here.

'Cause he came in about a year and a half ago.

He was a real piece of work, was a bunch of attitude.

Of course, now he's on probation.

I think we can probably lean on him with that a little bit.

Couple of those. What is that-- What do you call that, emo?

Is that what that haircut is? I don't know.

-No big rules there-- -[banging]

Oh, he's got my fucking attention now.

-Yeah. -[detective] Am I wrong?

[ringing]

Sorry to keep you waiting.

It's been crazy out there.

We'll get right to it. I'm gonna turn this on,

if that's all right. Okay.

It's August 15th, 23:37 in the p.m.

Uh, Benjamin, thanks a lot for coming down.

I didn't really see a choice.

All the same, we appreciate it.

Benjamin, can you tell us where you were tonight?

I was home.

If you could be more specific.

I was in my room. [chuckles]

So you weren't anywhere near the shop

where you do your community service?

No, I love, I love it there.

I... I wouldn't... I didn't do that.

Um, do I need a lawyer?

A lawyer? [chuckles]

That is a curious response.

Wouldn't you say so? 'Cause I didn't say

anything about a lawyer, did you?

You know, it makes me wonder

why do you think you would need a lawyer

if you were being honest with us?

Okay, well, if I'm being honest with you,

I wasn't anywhere near the shop tonight

so, am I free to go?

Not just yet.

Now, you say you were home in your room.

Is there anyone who could attest to that?

My mom but, uh, I doubt she'd remember.

-What are you implying? -That she has a bad memory.

We might have a problem here then, Benjamin.

'Cause you want us to just take your word for it,

and we're not gonna do that.

And I'll give you another piece of advice.

You can can it with the shit attitude right now.

[indistinct chatter]

Lawyer. Now. Now.

Have it your way. Ending interview.

Sure as fuck hope you know what you're doing.

[soft music playing]

[detective] Fucking punk.

Be a hard ass with me. [chuckles]

[thudding]

[music continues]

M'kay. I wanna say something like, whatever,

and I don't want you to be a bitch about it, okay?

Okay.

I feel like we don't talk enough.

It's not you, it's me?

-Okay, so I just-- -[scoffs]

Dude. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. No, no, no, no.

-I'm trying, really. -No, no. I know, I know.

Come on. I wanna hear. How's, um, how's Sammy?

She's fine. I don't know, we haven't really spent

a lot of time together.

She cool with that?

I guess I'm focusing on what I'm cool with.

-I vibe with that. -I vibe with that.

Vibe widdit.

I just feel like I've been asleep, like, forever.

And I'm awake now...

...but it sort of feels like I'm just sleepwalking,

like there's nothing to wake up from.

Jesus. Aren't you just a big old bowl of sunshine?

-Okay. -No. You say you've woken up,

-go smell some roses. -Why are you talking--

No, no, dude, I'm being completely serious.

Hear me out.

I know these last couple months have been,

you know, shitty for you, but, I mean,

you're still chillin'.

Like everything's okay, so cheer up.

Any, anything else? Cause I'm, I'm prepared now.

Are you, uh, are you pregnant again?

No.

Thank God, because that child was expensive.

You're looking a little chubby, though.

So, what was that?

-What? -No. What?

I th-- I thought you said something.

-No. -No?

-No. -That's bizarre.

I was, I, maybe I'm going crazy.

I was so sure you said something.

-Super weird. -Yeah, super weird.

-Is that a mongoose? -Where? Ow. Eric!

Fuck you, dude! Hey!

[techno music playing]

[Benji] Come here! Come here!

[Eric] Whoo! He's coming to get me!

[music continues]

-C'mon, move those feet! -Come here!

-Eric! -Move those feet!

[answering machine] Hello. No one is available

to take your call.

Please leave a message after the tone.

[beeping]

Benjamin, this is Detective Zelenski.

We've got some follow-ups from the other night.

Can you give me a call back at your earliest convenience?

You have my card.

[techno music playing]

So what's up?

Nothing crazy.

-Work okay? -Yeah.

I'm glad.

-No, there's one thing. -Yeah?

Someone broke into the store last week.

-Actually? -[incredulous] Yeah.

-Did they steal something? -Yeah. Money from the register.

Shit.

And there's another thing.

Yeah?

-They think I did it. -What makes you say that?

They fucking questioned me about it.

They accused me point blank.

-What the fuck? -What the fuck?

[chuckles]

[softly] Did you?

Benji, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

Nah-ah-ah-ah.

I shouldn't have said that. Um... it's, it's just, uh...

Just what?

It just feels like, a little on brand for you,

don't you think?

[female] So will that be it for you two?

-Yeah, looks that way. -Okay.

[detective] Starting interview. It is August 29th,

16:05 in the p.m.

Look who it is, our friend Benji.

-Thanks for coming back. -Please,

refer to my client by his name, which is Benjamin.

I'd also like it stated for the record

that Benjamin is volunteering to speak

with you and is not being held or charged

in any way whatsoever.

It is so stated, Counselor.

Now, Benji, last time you were here,

you told us that you were "home" on the night of the 15th.

-Is that correct? -Yes.

And that you were with Mom. Is that true?

-Yeah. -Now, could we talk to her?

Benji isn't on trial here, and neither is his mother.

I appreciate that, Counselor, okay,

but trial or not, a burglary took place

and it's my job to try to paint a picture of what happened.

Now, if it's okay with you,

I'm just gonna go ahead and do that.

-Is that all right? -Next question.

Fine. Have a look at this.

This picture was taken on the night

that you were supposedly "home with Mom."

Now, you call me crazy,

but from where I'm sitting, this mope here on the right,

he looks an awful lot like you.

And this other guy here, is that, uh,

one of your homeboys or something?

What, are you scoping out the shop where you work?

Is that it? Now, Benjamin,

is there something you wanna say?

About fucking what, Bigfoot?

This is crazy. In no way is my client--

How about this photo?

Do you recognize this man?

No.

Are you absolutely sure?

[ears ringing]

Positive.

And this will be Benjamin's last volunteer appearance

unless he's charged, which he won't be. Goodbye.

[intense music playing]

I know what you did! I know what you did!

[loan shark] Jesus fucking Christ.

I know what you did.

-You got a fucking death wish? -I know what you did.

God help me, you better know what the fuck you're doing.

So threatening her wasn't enough, huh?

That wasn't enough for you, you had to hit her at work too?

What the fuck you talking about?

I don't know who the fuck you think you are, and I don't care

but if you don't back the fuck off, I'm going to the police

with what I know. You fucking understand me?

-You got it all fucking-- -Do you fucking understand me?

You got it all fucking backwards.

-How so? -She came to me,

-you little fucking prick. -You're lying.

Who the fuck are you to her, huh,

her son, her fucking boyfriend?

You don't know who the fuck you're in bed with.

Look at you. You're fucking pathetic.

She came to me for a loan

she couldn't fucking settle up on.

She sent me somewhere to make up

-the difference. -You're lying.

And because she's a dead fucking bitch walking,

I fucking felt bad for her.

I'm a compassionate fucking person.

I didn't treat her the way I treat most fucking people.

You know where you are now? You know where the fuck you are?

This is my fucking domain. You come here again,

slinging this shit you're slinging,

you better bring a fucking gun with you,

because you ain't going to no fucking cops...

...cause I know what you care about now. Huh?

I'm in here, you stupid fuck.

Simple. Simple.

Now get the fuck outta here. Huh?

[soft tense music playing]

-Benji? -What's going on?

What the fuck's going on because I'm, I'm,

I'm trying, but it's not fucking adding up. What's going on?

-What's going on for real? -I'm sorry.

-For what? -I know that the police

-questioned you. -Yeah, and?

-And I'm sorry. -For what are you sorry for?!

-Is this your fault? -Yes, Benji. How do you know?

They showed me a photo of your buddy.

[sighs] He's not my fucking buddy.

Like how you're not mine?

Benji. Benji! That guy that you scared away that day,

he came back and he wasn't as gentle this time.

He really wanted his money.

What happened?

I told him.

I told him that the cash register

would be full that night

and I hate myself for it but I didn't have a choice.

All my money is going to medical bills,

and I had no idea that they would think it was you.

I had no idea.

Does Susan know?

Yes, I told her yesterday the second I found out

that they spoke with you.

She fired me.

I'm sorry. I need to go.

Benji, please don't go. Come on.

You know what's really fucked up is

if you would've just t-told me,

I would've covered for you.

I would never ask you to do that for me.

No, you just would lie and let everyone think it was me.

Benji, I had no idea.

I was so sure you were different.

I was so sure.

Different ones always are.

[Laura] Laura.

[Benji] What?

[Laura] My name's Laura.

[soft music playing]

What are you doing here?

I came to pick up my paycheck.

You still get that?

-Benji. -I don't need another apology.

-I wasn't offering one. -Oh.

I was just gonna say I don't expect you

to understand the position I was in.

Try me. Because I really, really wanna understand.

I do, but I don't see how I'm supposed to.

-Benji, I-- -Has the cancer gotten worse?

-Is that it? -No, nothing like that.

Then what is it?

I'm sorry, Benji. I--

We have nothing left to say to each other.

[door closing]

[soft music playing]

[cheering and applause]

[soft music continues]

I feel like we could use a little more of this. Yeah?

-Hey, man, um, -What you want?

there is a truck full of seltzer in the parking lot.

They say they need your help unloading it.

What?

I didn't order any boxes of seltzer.

I don't know, man. Thank you.

[soft music continues]

[Eric yells] Penis!

Penis!

-Yep. Yeah, yeah. -Really good.

So my mom just got married.

Yeah.

-Fucking crazy. -Yeah.

I mean, don't get me wrong, she's great and all but,

I mean, you've met her.

[both laughing]

Yeah, I'm, I'm pretty sure he's, uh,

-he's after her for the money. -Mm-hmm.

Isn't he in for a nasty surprise.

But, um, I told you, right,

he owns, like, a construction company, so,

I mean, he makes fucking bank.

Yeah.

Speak less. You're hurting my ears.

[sighing] My community service ends

in a few days.

Isn't that a relief?

Bro, I have no idea what I'm doing.

I don't understand. I mean,

things will just go back to the way they were.

Yeah, but what was that, you know?

What was that?

Life's not groundbreaking at all. The world's so small.

"Life can only be understood backwards,

but it must be lived forwards."

That's pretty deep, man. Is that the "Kierkegoat" guy?

Yessir. Mister Goat. Goatman.

[exhaling hard]

Well, all I know, is that

this is a beautiful fucking lake,

and it's a beautiful fucking day

and I'm with my best fucking friend.

And I know exactly what the fuck

I'm supposed to do right fucking now.

♪ Head in the clouds Then you shake ♪

♪ When it's down Don't you? ♪

-[Benji] No! No! -[Eric] Shit bro!

[music continues]

-[Susan] Surprise. Hi. -[Benji] Whoa!

[laughing]

-Hi. Hi. -Whoa.

What's up?

Oh, come on. I know.

-Know what? -Happy birthday.

Oh, yeah, that. Yeah.

"Oh, yeah, that."

You make it sound like you forgot.

No, I remember, I just don't really hype up birthdays.

How'd you know?

It's on the form, sweetie.

-Oh, the form. -Yeah, you wrote it on the form.

Right.

Why did you open this place?

Mom died of cancer.

It wasn't the cancer that bothered her so much

as the fact that she loved her hair.

She had these energetic, gigantic, bouncy blonde curls,

and I haven't seen nothing like it then,

nothing like it since.

What happened?

All fell off in chemo, just like everybody else.

She used to take this one crappy wig that we got her,

and if she would meet somebody,

she'd just take it off and say hello.

[laughing]

She felt so naked being bald.

So I'd always been good with my hands.

I thought I'd try making her one and...

...turns out I had a knack for it.

And, uh... I think she really loved what I made her,

and I think, uh, I think she really did.

I love what I do with all my heart.

The only time, uh... that light falters is...

...when a client doesn't pick up their wig

because they... [sad sigh]

You never asked me what I did.

Oh, honey, you know,

I took one look at you and realized you couldn't have

done anything too horrible.

I mean, you know, we, we all have our moments,

no need to magnify them.

Speaking of mistakes...

-I, I could see that one coming. -What?

Were you not about to talk about the one

and only person who no longer works here?

[sighing] That's what I thought.

[sighing] I wish her nothing but the best.

Susan, she stole from you. And she lied to you

and she betrayed me and she-- She betrayed both of us.

Maybe you just, you just can't understand right now.

No, I can understand fine, if--

somebody would, fucking tell me

what it is that I'm supposed to understand.

Laura doesn't have much time left.

We, we have to show sympathy.

Wh-What is that? What do you mean?

I thought you knew. Laura has cancer.

No. Yeah, I know, but it's, it's stable.

Okay, she has been in stage four for a while now

and now that she's stopped treatment,

it's only a matter of time.

No, she told me that she was okay.

I'm sure she did, but, I mean, just looking at her,

you must've known. Everyone did.

Well, then why did she stop her treatment?

It's too expensive.

You know, she owed more money to the world

than it was giving back.

Oh, shit.

Benji, it's okay.

-Shit. -It's okay.

I owe her an apology.

I, I'm sure she understood where you were coming from.

Maybe as, like, a birthday gift,

could I have the rest of the day off?

-Absolutely. -Okay.

Hey, Laura. Laura!

Who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck are you?

I'm the super for this building and the man

that's five seconds from calling the cops

unless you tell me why you're trespassing.

I'm sorry. Hi. Howdy do there?

I'm a friend of Laura's. Do you know w-where is she?

I don't know.

[exasperated] Okay, great.

Look, kid, don't hold me to this

but word is she's in the hospital.

4E told me she overheard the EMT say something

about a, a pulmonary embolism or something,

but, you know, that could be wrong.

Thank you.

[pensive music playing]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music trails off]

[melancholic music playing]

[music continues]

I wish things were different.

[music continues]

Say "Cheese."

[music continues]

[mouthing silently]

[machinery whirring]

[music continues]

[melancholic music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[door shuts]

[music continues]

[leaves crunching]

[gentle music playing]

[train honking]

[train honking]

♪ Gonna bake And make your dinner ♪

♪ I'll be your cook ♪

♪ You can bring me Home the bacon ♪

♪ And chop the wood ♪

♪ Steal my blood And steal my heart ♪

♪ Whatever it takes To get you off ♪

♪ I'm your bitch! You're my bitch! ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ In my bones and in my soul Always be in your control ♪

♪ I'm your bitch! You're my bitch! ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ Give me that stuff That feels so pure ♪

♪ Stamp me with your signature ♪

♪ I'm your bitch! You're my bitch! ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ We do things a different way ♪

♪ It's up to you And it's up to me ♪

♪ I'm your bitch! You're my bitch! ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ Make the bed And do your laundry ♪

♪ Tuck the corners in ♪

♪ Read the news The business section ♪

♪ Tell me how it's been ♪

♪ Steal my blood And steal my heart ♪

♪ Whatever it takes To get you off ♪

♪ I'm your bitch! You're my bitch! ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ In my bones and in my soul Always be in your control ♪

♪ I'm your bitch! You're my bitch! ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ Give me that stuff That feels so pure ♪

♪ Stamp me with your signature ♪

♪ I'm your bitch! You're my bitch! ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ We do things a different way ♪

♪ It's up to you And it's up to me ♪

♪ I'm your bitch! You're my bitch! ♪

♪ Boom, boom ♪

♪ Hey, hey! ♪

♪ Hey, hey! ♪

♪ Hey, hey! ♪

♪ Hey, hey! ♪

♪ Hey, hey! ♪