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Mm.

Hello, handsome, you almost home?

Hey, baby, hey, it looks like

I'm gonna be working a little late tonight.

Hmm, is everything okay.

Yeah, yeah, everything is cool,

I just got a extra fare that I need to do.

Well, that's my baby, always working.

You know, we have the place all to ourselves tonight.

We do?

Where's Angelique at?

She's sleeping over Tance's house.

Oh, that's right.

That's tonight.

Uh-huh, and now you're gonna make me wait for you.

You know I hate it when you tease me like that.

You know you like it.

I've been thinking about you all day.

I might have to take matters into my own hands.

Now who's teasing who?

Be safe, okay, baby?

I love you.

Alright, love you too, baby.

You must be my ride.

Are you Thomas?

Yes, sir. Alright, hop in.

How you doing tonight?

I'm excellent, how about yourself?

Not bad, about to get off.

Yeah, good for you.

My night's just getting started.

So where you headed?

Straight to Hell along with everybody else.

I'm sorry?

But first, how about 235 Detroit Street?

Okay, alright.

It says you have a five star Ryde rating.

Yeah, request the best, that's what I say.

You been doing this awhile?

Yeah, a couple months.

Pretty good gig?

Ah, it's alright.

You're full time?

Nah, just after the day job.

Keeps me out of trouble.

You ever have a really bad passenger?

Nah, most of 'em are pretty chill.

Really?

Come on. No, seriously.

That's cop-out, seriously, your worse passenger?

Hmm, my worst passenger.

Absolute worst passenger ever?

My worst passenger.

Hmm, let me think.

Okay, alright, so, a few weeks ago,

I'm driving this dude and this girl to a concert,

and both of 'em is as drunk as a skunk and high as a kite.

Halfway there, he realizes he forgot his phone back at home,

and you know, his phone had his tickets on it.

Anyway, this dude he's just flipped out on this girl,

sayin' that she was supposed to remind him

about the tickets and everything,

and then he just like raised his hand

like he was gonna hit her.

Did he?

No, he didn't hit her,

but you could tell that he had done it before

by the way that she flinched,

and then I just told him to calm the hell down,

and then he started threatening me.

So what you do?

I told him that if he didn't calm down

I was gonna call the cops.

So I turned around and drove him back home.

He was pouting and shit and complaining,

and then he got his and phone,

then I drove 'em back to the concert.

I didn't even charge them

for the extra time and the mileage,

and then had the nerve to call corporate

and give me a zero rating.

Can you believe that?

You should have kicked his ass.

Yeah, you're right.

No, I'm serious.

Any man that lays his hand on a woman like that

deserves to be punished.

But he didn't actually touch her.

Yeah, but you said you could tell

he'd done it before, right?

Well that was my impression, yeah.

Do you trust your instincts?

Usually.

And he threatened you?

Yeah.

You should have broke his fucking nose.

I mean it, seriously.

If I was back here with a girl that I was clearly abusing,

and you spoke up for her and I threatened you,

what would you do?

Huh?

Well with all due respect,

I would break your fucking nose.

Now that's what I'm talking about.

Ah, fuck.

Is everything okay?

Ah, my phone.

Well, you wanna use mine?

Could I?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks, I appreciate it.

Yeah, don't mention it.

It's Thomas.

No, I have good news.

Mr. Richardson agreed to your terms.

Yes, in fact, he already has.

I have it right with me.

You gonna be around for awhile, I mean, I'm on my way.

Yes.

You're welcome.

I really appreciate it.

Yeah, no problem, man.

By the way, your numbers don't add up.

I'm sorry?

You said you'd been working for two months, give or take?

Yeah, a couple months, give or take.

Hell, let's call it 10 weeks

and two or three days a week, let's say three.

What, 10 fares a night?

On average, yeah, that's about right.

That's a total of 300 fares in 10 weeks, liberally?

Okay.

Well, Ryde does its calculations on tenths of percentages.

So even with one zero rating,

you would need no less than 2,000 fares,

1,999 of them, five star ratings,

just to average out to a five star rating.

Yeah, so?

So that's statistically impossible

unless you're tweaking the numbers.

Hey, look, I just drive the car.

Are you?

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

Dude, it's okay.

Seriously.

It's none of my business.

If anything, I'm impressed.

I wouldn't have the first clue

how to mess with their system.

Look, man, I'm just trying to make a living.

I'm serious, no worries.

It's not the worst thing anyone's ever done, right?

I mean, you're obviously a good driver.

So what's the worst thing you've ever done?

We're here.

Shit.

The gate code is 4247#.

And make a left here.

It's that one.

Straight up.

Well, Mr. Thomas, it's been an interesting evening.

Well, I'm gonna need a ride back.

I'm sorry, did you have plans or something?

Ah, actually...

Shit, man, you should have told me.

I thought I did.

Shit, man, now I feel terrible.

Look, it'll only take a minute, okay?

I promise.

And then you can just drop me off on the way back.

It's probably right on your way anyway.

Yeah, no worries, man.

I'll even tip ya extra, I promise.

Just give me a sec, I gotta get organized here.

Can you hold this for a sec?

Yeah.

Nice pen.

You like it?

Yeah.

It's a retirement gift.

Alright, I'll be back in two minutes, tops.

Alright, I'll be here.

Alright, I'll be right back.

Shit.

Well, that was quick.

I was in the neighborhood. Come on in.

So, old Richardson finally came to his senses?

Mr. Richardson came to the conclusion

that it was pointless to waste

anymore time and money fighting you people,

when all you're gonna do is outspend him

and drag this out in court until he's dead.

Well, that's a morbid way to put it, but.

Excellent.

Well, I guess that's that.

Yeah, it'll be nice to put all this behind us.

Ooh, would you be willing to sign as a witness?

Why not?

Ah, do you have a pen?

Oh, yeah.

Perfect.

See, what'd I tell ya?

That was quick.

23rd and Park?

Is that on your way?

Yeah, sure.

Let's get you home.

Who's that?

Text from my wife.

She's probably wondering where I am.

I'm sorry, man.

It'll be over soon.

Zacharias.

Biblical name.

Are you a religious man, Zacharias?

I don't know about that.

Spiritual, maybe.

Do you believe in original sin?

You mean like, Adam and Eve?

The apple?

I don't know about all that,

but I believe in The Golden Rule,

treat people the way you wanna be treated.

Wouldn't that be a world to live in?

Yeah, man, it sure would.

So what do you believe?

I believe there's an unbroken chain of sin

that stretches back to the dawn of civilization.

I believe it is truly the only thing

that unites us as a species.

Okay, um, wow.

Think about it.

We live on a planet of seven billion people.

There are eight people who are as wealthy

as the poorest 3.5 billion combined.

We have enough resources and food in this country

to feed, cloth, and house every man,

woman, and child in America,

yet there are people starving everyday.

We've created a society where a man

could work 50 hours a week

for the same company for decades,

give his entire life to that company,

only for that company to file chapter 11

and get rid of his pension and his 401K.

And the icing on the cake,

it doesn't even matter

because the cancer that he got from working at that company

is gonna kill him in less than two years anyway.

That's the society we live in.

That's the way humanity was designed.

We evolved to take advantage of each other.

To screw each other over.

It's survival of the fittest.

We pretend like we care about each other but deep down,

we're hardwired to destroy one another.

You asked me where I was heading,

do you remember what I said?

Do you believe in Hell, Zacharias?

You should.

We created it.

Shit.

Shit.

How many times am I going to warn you?

Okay. What are you doing here?

How many times am I gonna tell you not to stay here?

Are you okay?

Hey, what seems to be the problem?

There is no problem.

Then why are you harassing this guy?

Sir, this is not your business.

It is my business.

Can I ask you a question?

He hangs out here all of the day

and scares away my customers.

It's a free country.

This is a private property,

and he is loitering.

Come on, gather your things.

Don't touch him again.

Sir, if you're going to buy something, just go inside.

If not, then go back to your car.

Come on.

Hey.

I told you not to touch him.

I don't like guns in my car.

Relax.

I don't want any trouble, okay?

Look, how about I just drop you off?

We're almost there.

You don't even have to pay for the ride.

Zacharias, just drive.

Are you okay?

Look man, I didn't mean to make you upset.

I'm just trying to figure you out.

You're some kind of vigilante, right?

Fighting for the underdog?

Some kind of real life superhero?

Not even close.

You see someone being treated unfairly

and you go and help 'em out.

Like that homeless guy, right?

I couldn't care less about that homeless guy.

I'm sure he has his list of despicable shit

just like everybody else.

And it's not about fair,

it's about justice.

Aren't they the same thing?

Stop.

Stop!

Go back.

What? Stop the car.

Turn around.

And turn off your headlamps.

See that guy on the bike up there?

I want you to sneak up on him.

What did he do?

Don't get smart.

Just do what I'm telling ya.

I want you to get right behind him and when I say so,

turn on your lights and hit the gas.

Oh, hell, no. Zacharias.

No way, man, fuck that shit.

Zacharias, you need to choose, you or him?

I'm not going to be a part of this.

Zacharias, I need you to focus.

You need to choose, him or you?

Either you take him out,

or I'm the one texting your wife,

and telling her to look for you on the 10 o'clock news.

Three. You sick motherfucker.

Two.

What's it gonna be, brother?

I'm not gonna do this.

Your choice, one.

Damn it, Zacharias, now!

You sick, motherfucker.

You sick, sadistic motherfucker.

Oh, not bad.

I mean, what the fuck was that?

I needed to see if I could trust you.

Oh, yeah, trust me to do what?

To do what I told you.

I should have let you shoot me.

I should have let you fucking shoot me.

23rd and York.

You really want me out of your car, don't you?

Yeah, I want you out of my car.

I want you out of my goddamn life.

Alright.

Well, thanks for the ride.

Ya see, the thing is,

how do I know you're not gonna call the cops?

Oh, c'mon, man, I'm not gonna call the cops.

I just wanna go home.

See, you say that now.

How could I call the cops after the bicycle shit?

I'll be in just as much trouble as you, man.

That's a good point

Still, though, I, I gotta know for sure.

C'mon. What?

You're coming with me.

With you where?

To run an errand.

Look, I'm not okay with your errands.

There's no other way out of this.

Zacharias,

don't think that just because you can't see it,

my gun isn't pointed right at your head.

That's more like it.

C'mon, this won't take long.

C'mon.

Fuck, shit.

Whoa, who the fuck are you guys?

Are you John?

You cops?

No, we're not fucking cops.

We're here to buy some shit.

Rick sent us.

Oh, you know Rick?

Ah, wouldn't be smart.

Who the fuck are you guys?

Do you sell drugs or not?

Fuck off.

That's not way to treat a potential customer.

The drugs are over there in the cabinet,

and the money's over there in the drawer.

I'm not really worried about the drugs.

Please don't hurt me.

John, what's the worst thing you've ever done?

Fuck you.

Zacharias, John, John, Zacharias.

John is a drug dealer and a pedophile.

John hooked up with a 15 year old girl named Emily,

had sex with her, got her hooked on meth among other things.

Dude, she said she was 16.

That still makes you a pedophile, genius.

Emily overdosed on meth.

It's not my fault. Do you know

what it feels like?

They say it burns.

They say it's excruciatingly painful.

Almost as painful as having your kneecaps broken.

Don't, man! Thomas, Thomas,

Thomas, no, please, man.

Well, that all depends on your new friend here, Zach.

Two words, Zach, shoot him,

you tell me, I do it.

In the meantime, batter up.

I'm sorry.

Thomas, don't.

Don't hurt me.

Oh, I'm not gonna break your legs.

I have a better idea.

They say it starts in your chest.

The burning sensation.

You have trouble breathing,

and then it moves to your esophagus, to your throat.

Thomas, please, don't.

And it finally spreads to your skin.

Burning.

Thomas, please.

Two words, Zacharias.

Three,

two,

one.

Here we go. Thomas, no!

I'm surprised you didn't stop me.

Should we go again?

No.

What's that?

Shoot him?

Two words, Zach.

Ya gotta say 'em.

Look it, that is crazy

how it leaves the exact same shape of the iron.

You know, it's kind of like those cartoons

when they smack 'em in the face with that frying pan,

and the frying pan looks exactly like the shape of the face.

This is the same thing, isn't it?

Hmm, maybe not.

Should we do it again?

No. Say the words.

Come on, two words.

What was that? I can't hear you.

Two words, Zacharias.

Two words.

Come on, Zacharias. Shoot him,

goddammit, just shoot the motherfucker.

That's all you had to say.

Hey, hold on.

Don't wanna burn the place down.

I can't believe how long you let that go.

I seriously thought you were gonna stop me sooner.

I think you're the sadist.

Look, this has got to stop.

You'll get used to it, trust me.

It gets easy.

Who's that?

My wife, she's worried.

That wasn't her ringtone.

Who was that?

It's nothing.

Show me.

A ride request from Brad W.

Shared ride.

Thomas? Well, let's go pick up Brad.

Thomas, look, we need to be done.

We're done when I say we're done.

Let's go pick up Brad.

If you're still thinking about going to the cops,

you should know they're probably already lookin' for ya

and if they're not, they will be.

And why is that?

Ah, I kinda set you up.

Remember our first stop?

That big fancy house?

I ducked behind the seat,

so you were the only one on the camera at the gate,

and after they examine the murder weapon,

your prints will be on it.

The human eardrum is no match

for a man armed with determination and a ballpoint pen.

Son of a bitch!

You evil son of a bitch.

So the man with cancer, is that your dad?

No.

Then who is he?

Some guy I used to work with.

Some guy, some guy you used to work with?

You just took a man's life

for some guy you used to work with?

I took his life in the name of justice.

Yeah, right because he was a sinner.

Now how would God judge you, Thomas?

I don't believe in God.

So what about all this big talk about original sin?

I said I believe in sin,

I never said I believe in God.

If there ever was a God.

I'm pretty sure he turned his back

on this shit hole a long time ago.

Game face, Zacharias.

This must be Brad.

Hey, how's it going? I'm Brad.

How's it going, Brad?

Thomas, that's Zacharias.

Working late?

Yeah, I usually am.

Where to Brad?

Ah, 17th and 34th.

Just to the west of City Park.

Got it.

Go ahead and hop in.

So what do you do that keeps you out so late, Brad?

I'm a loan officer.

I sometimes have to meet the people pretty late.

A loan officer.

Yeah, like home loans, mortgages.

So, what, you stick it to those people

with a 12% interest rate, you make a million bucks?

Hmm, no, I was actually able to help them out.

They, ah, I saved them a lot of money.

Their last guy definitely screwed 'em pretty good.

I thought that's how you guys make your money?

High interest rates, subprime loans, all that stuff.

No, thankfully it's not like that anymore,

and even more it's really hard for people

to even qualify for a loan.

What I like to do is find people that are in bad situations

and get 'em out of those loans,

and get 'em into better loans

that are gonna help 'em in the long run.

Interesting.

So how's business?

Pretty good, unfortunately.

There's a lot of people in bad situations.

Got a question for you, Brad.

What's the worst thing you've ever done?

What?

What's the worst thing I've ever done?

What, what is this, cab confessions?

Nah, man, just a question.

What's the worst thing I've ever done?

Worst thing ever?

Well, when I was a kid I really wanted a dog

but my dad didn't let me have one,

so one day I'm walking home from school,

and I see this stray puppy,

and so I take him home and I put him in my room,

but a few days later my dad found out

and he was pretty pissed.

What, what was yours?

Don't ask.

You know what?

Turn here.

It's a shortcut.

Is this your stop?

Thomas, you need to let this one go.

I don't know if it was your puppy dog story

or your boy scouty demeanor,

or maybe the tan line on your left ring finger,

but something tells me there's more to you

than meets the eye, Brad.

Fuck this. Ah, ay, ay.

That wouldn't be a good idea.

Look, I don't know what kind

of fucked up shit this is,

but I don't want any part in it.

Just let me go and we can pretend

this whole whole thing never happened.

Yeah, I knew he was packing.

You can tell.

Oh, shit.

Well, come on.

You gotta help me move him.

Well are you gonna help me move him or not?

Do I have to do everything?

When I get back,

you and I are gonna talk about your attitude.

I'm gonna remember this Zacharias.

That's far enough.

Now put your hands up.

Keep 'em where I can see 'em.

Now I want you to slowly take out your gun

and toss it over.

Slowly.

No sudden movements

or I will shoot you.

You know, I had you all wrong.

I would have thought there was a ruthless killer

inside there somewhere,

but you're just a big, old softie.

Yeah, well good 'cause coming from you,

I'll take that as a compliment.

And you know what?

I changed my answer.

You are officially my worst passenger ever.

You're not gonna shoot me, are you?

I'm not going to but I should.

I'm calling the cops.

If I were in your shoes,

I would have shot me 10 times by now.

Yeah, well that's the difference between you and I,

I value human life.

Alright, alright, if you wanna call a cop,

go ahead and call the cops, okay?

Here, use my phone.

You might wanna look at the photo gallery first.

Oh, God, no.

Did you really just think you were some random driver

at the wrong place at the wrong time?

Do you, do you remember what you just said

to me a minute ago?

"I value human life."

I was actually gonna let you go.

Why?

My daughter is innocent.

So was my son. Your son?

I don't even know who you are.

And yet I know everything about you.

I know you've been married

to your wife Caroline for 17 years.

I know Angelique is your only child.

I know that when you're not driving your car for money,

you work at Atlantic Prudential Insurance,

and you decide who gets treated,

who suffers, and who dies.

What?

What are you talking about?

Jacob had leukemia.

There was an experimental treatment

that could have saved his life.

It was a combination of two drugs already approved

to treat certain conditions other than his.

Jacob had one treatment,

and he showed remarkable improvement.

All he needed was just 11 more treatments,

but the drugs weren't approved for his condition.

So you people refused to cover it.

I watched him suffer and suffer and suffer.

But you know what the kicker is?

The drugs were approved for treating leukemia

less than six months after my son died.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about your son, man,

but I had not control over that.

I don't make those decisions.

I have no authority there.

There are tables and equations.

My son was not an equation!

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about your boy,

but my daughter is innocent.

She had nothing to do with this.

The sins of the father

shall be visited onto the children

of those who hate the Lord.

But you don't even believe in the Lord.

I believe in sin.

Thomas, please, tell me where she is?

Your daughter is in a hole so deep and dark

that not even the dogs will smell

her rotting corpse after she starves to death.

But the good new is you get to decide

whether she lives or dies.

You get to choose with that.

Shoot me, she stays in her hole.

Call the cops and turn me in,

she stays in her hole.

What if I shoot myself?

Bingo.

How do I know you'll let her go?

Zacharias, do you have any doubt in your heart

or mind that I'm not a man of my word?

I'll tell you what,

I'm gonna give you a little time to think it over.

You got two minutes.

You must be my ride?

Hey, I'm Chris, nice to meet ya.

Thomas, nice to meet you, Chris.

So where are you headed?