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- [Benji] Any time someone talks about recreational drugs,

it makes me wanna laugh.

(coughing)

("Devil Song" by Kevin Quain)

I don't know anything recreational about 'em.

It's gonna be all right.

* How much would you pay to the devil today *

* Straighten your back, keep you in the game *

* With a spring in your step

* And a dollar in your hands

* You could charm the birds out of those trees *

(weeping)

* You could charm the birds out of those trees *

* How much would you pay

- [Kid] Let me go!

Please, please!

(siren blaring)

* How much would you pay to the devil tonight *

* When you tell him your blood made pale colors bright *

* You have wings

* Make your bones sing

* You could walk with the angels tonight *

* You could walk with the angels tonight *

* How much would you pay

- [Benji] Maybe what I'm doing is killing myself.

* How much would you pay

* Hey

I just don't have the guts.

(chattering)

- Oh, oh, oh.

I think you got it, I think you got it.

- [Benji] I hung around the mall for a couple of days,

getting my game freak on, and waited for my chance.

(beeping)

(clicking)

Mr. Kent told me I had to isolate the target.

We had to have contact and trust somebody

and that meant I had to be seen.

(tense music)

I'd been waiting to show Mr. Kent I was a reliable

and stand up kinda guy.

Mr. Kent didn't know anything about the kid or his family.

He just said it was for the best.

No, I understand.

- That's good kid.

That's real good.

(melancholy music)

Now, this kind of job, the more you know,

the more ways you could maybe fuck things up.

Know nothing, you can't give anything away.

- Well, I'm good at knowing nothing.

- All right.

That's what I want to hear.

- [Benji] The kid had seen me.

He was the only one.

The way we worked it, he had to see somebody.

That was another reason I got the job.

It always works.

Shit rolls downhill and the grungy end

of the plunger was mine.

(tense music)

It was easy.

Did I have to threaten him?

Tell him that I'd blind his sister

or kill his dog if he didn't do what I say?

I just told him I had some game system

for sale for jack shit.

That's all it usually takes to get a 14 year-old kid

to jump into a van with a total stranger.

Everything'll be all right.

(weeping)

I told him that everything would be all right.

Liars go to hell.

(sobbing)

50 grand sounded like a hell of a lot more

on the front end of a job.

(sobbing)

Two years' pay in a week and half.

What would you do?

(sobbing)

(screaming)

I knew I'd done some long term psychiatric

fuckery on the kid.

Like, when the kid thought about this

and my face popped into his mind,

he'd hate and fear me like the devil himself.

What the fuck do I need a soul for, anyhow?

(knocking)

(tense music)

I never saw the kid again, except in my dreams,

except in my nightmares,

at home, every time I close my eyes for a million years.

Fuck.

(sobbing)

- [Anchorman] Kidnapped two days ago

and discovered left by the Springfield River.

We go now to our exclusive Eye In The Sky--

- [Benji] I saw it on TV by accident.

- [Anchorman] This man is sought in connection

with the rape and murder of Jason Knowle,

grandson of industrialist Phillip Knowle.

Mr. Knowle is best known for his

development of the controversial

gasoline conversion technology impacting long term trucking.

- [Benji] Guess I now know how come I got this sweet gig.

(laughing)

("No More Sunshine" by Kevin Quain)

* Did you wake up 10 years later *

* On the wrong side of the tracks *

* Do all your old sweethearts

* Burn your valentines and laugh *

* Are you keepin' your mouth shut *

* Still getting bad reviews

* There's no more sunshine

* You better learn to sing the blues *

* Oh it's hell for the poets these days *

* And everybody loves a clown

* So put on your makeup

* Drink your wages down

* Get up on that box

* Shine up your Sunday shoes

* When there's no more sunshine *

* You'd better learn to sing the blues *

* If you wanna make a comeback son *

* First you better get lost

* So put down that bottle

* And get up on that cross

* It's uncomfortable as hell, I know *

* But it looks so good on you

* When there's no more sunshine *

* You'd better learn to sing the blues *

I was burning in hell.

* Oh when there's no more sunshine *

* You'd better learn to sing the blues *

I figured no one would find me in the midwest.

It ain't the heat in Gary, it's the humility.

(tense music)

I found another basement on River de Spears Boulevard

and stayed inside until the heat died down.

Turned my fear into work.

Made sure I'd be strong and ready if they came.

Knew it would only be a matter of time.

I stashed the cash.

I'd never spend it.

I couldn't look at it.

It was part of me now,

filling the place where my soul used to be.

(sobbing)

I got a job so I could fit in with the locals.

Anonymous normalcy was my drug now.

It's a shit-class world and I'm a world-class shit.

- What?

You think you're some kind of a hard case or something?

- Fuck's it to you?

- I'm the resident badass here,

and you're gonna settle for beta bitch, boy.

- [Benji] Whatever.

- Hey, you stay candy, and everything'll be just fine.

- I just don't give a fuck any more.

You a faggot, dude?

- You're just young, dumb and full of cum, aren't you?

Let me clue you in to something, boy.

You're already half fuckin' queer.

I could tell when you walked in that door

you got some serious daddy issues.

- You don't know shit about me.

- What's to know, huh?

What's to know about you?

(chuckling)

What, maybe...

You like to get high?

- Yeah.

(chuckling)

Chuck taught me how to cook,

how to score, how to maintain.

(tense music)

(laughing)

He lived on pharmaceutical adrenaline.

It kept him up at work

and most of the rest of the time, too.

(laughing)

It was important that he didn't dream or slow down.

I can dig that.

(yelling)

(whimpering)

(yelling)

(gunshots blasting on TV)

(animal roaring on TV)

(coughing)

(chuckling)

- Man, look at them freakin' muscles.

You know your ages, dude?

Man.

I like medium to small sized dudes.

All them muscles is just Hollywood bullshit, man.

(mumbling on TV)

- Wait, so you're saying some puny dude like me

is gonna kick Action Jackson's ass?

- Naw, man.

What I'm sayin' is, Action Jackson

is never gonna make the Rangers, man.

He's too frickin' big.

- Man, I don't care.

This part is the shit.

- Yeah.

- [Man On TV] Hey look!

Another one.

- Stick around.

- Be gone, man!

(laughing)

- [Man On TV] Will you come

to the greatest monster movie--

- [Benji] Chuck was right.

I had some serious daddy issues.

Could you blame me?

(tense music)

Forget being good enough.

I wasn't even there as far as my old man was concerned.

Dad would hide out in the shed,

watching old movies, escaping from the nightmare

he'd made for himself.

(gunshot blasting)

When he shot himself, I thought it was the TV.

It wasn't.

He left me all alone,

selfish fuck.

(tense music)

Mom lit out while I did time in a bunch

of institutional shitholes.

That's when I met Mr. Kent.

(thudding) (grunting)

(tense music)

Mr. Kent knew just what I needed,

what I had been missing.

I was eager to please him.

He saw something he could use in me.

(thudding) (whimpering)

I graduated to knocking over liquor stores.

He promised me a place in the world and an education.

(tense music)

In the end, he delivered.

That was the last time I saw him, until...

- I wanna make it up to you, Benji.

I feel bad we haven't been able to see each other.

I've just been busy with work and shit.

- No, I understand.

- I've just been waiting for the right moment

for us to, you know, get back together.

- Yeah, no, no, I get it, I get it.

I do.

I'd do anything for him.

- [Mr. Kent] That's good, kid.

That's real good.

(whimpering) (clanking)

- Think I ain't got any baggage, kid?

Hell, I spent most of the 80s in South America,

sellin' organs, orphans, whatever it took

to get in with the drug cartels.

Try and remember that every day,

or be like me, try to forget.

What I'm tryin' to say is,

I know you got some heavy shit going on.

Sometimes a guy's gotta get stuff off his chest.

So, if you need somebody to talk to,

hell, I could be that mentor you so desperately need.

- [Benji] The biggest mistake I ever made

was to tell Chuck everything.

("You Old Devil" by Kevin Quain)

* Some shepherd you are

* Make me lie down in strange places *

* You're hanging me up again

* Make me buy the rope

* You and me

* Crashing the party

* Long after it's done

* Yeah

* You old devil

* I'll miss you when you're gone *

* When you're gone

* I'll miss you when you're gone *

* When that sweet cherry

I told him about the nightmares,

the drugs and how utterly alone I felt.

* Where are you, then

I told him about the kid and how fucked up I truly was.

* Speak in tongues

* Well I'm up on top of the world *

* Waiting for the kingdom to come *

I told him about the 50 grand I had I could never spend.

* You old devil

* I'll miss you when you're gone *

* When you're gone

* I'll miss you when you're gone *

You know what Chuck did?

Fuck, man!

(tense music)

(mumbling)

The fuck is wrong with you?

The fuck did you have to do that for?

(thudding) (grunting)

- [Chuck] Would you like a little drink?

(coughing)

* Ain't that me

* Lyin' on the floor

* Well ain't that you

* Up on the ship

* Oh, you son of a bitch

* I'll tell you what for

* Nobody listens to talk you see *

- Why don't you go to hell?

(laughing)

- We're all going to hell, kid.

(thudding) (grunting)

(tense music)

- Why is that everyone I love leaves me?

(screaming)

* Well, I'm in the valley of the shadow again *

* Singing the same old song

* You old devil

* I'll miss you when you're gone *

* You're gone

Kent wasn't picking up.

He changed his number.

Where the fuck was he?

What the fuck was I gonna do?

One thing about me is that I'm persistent.

Loyal as a dog.

Doesn't matter how much you ignore me,

I'll still love you.

* I'll miss you when you're gone *

(tense music)

(mumbling)

(coughing)

(mumbling)

There was no one there, except for the kid.

He didn't seem to fucking budge.

He seemed to like turning my shit inside out,

not that I could blame him any.

Up.

I decided that under the circumstances,

it might be best to off myself right then and there.

Who would care if I was dead?

(mumbling)

(tense music)

(tense music)

My money was gone.

Suicide could wait.

Where's Chuck?

- I'm Todd, I'm the new guy.

What happened to you, man?

Fuck.

- [Benji] Chuck lived on the shit side of town.

Neighbors didn't care what you did,

as long as you stayed the fuck away from them.

I knew I had only one chance to get in fast

and to fuck Chuck up while he was sleeping.

If he wasn't at work, he had to be sleeping one off.

(tense music)

I figured it was my time for a little payback.

Give him some fucking TLC.

(tense music)

Chuck wasn't home.

Things were worse than I thought.

Everything was gone when I got there.

Chuck had fucked off out and left nothing behind.

I figured I might as well poke around

and see if there was a clue to where he might be.

What the fuck else was I gonna do?

See me.

(uptempo party music)

I hated to admit it, but these clubs

always had a pretty good vibe.

There are always heavy beats and flashing lights in the air.

My old prick-tease instincts took over.

- You want bump?

- Fags always have drugs.

You couldn't not score.

- Haven't seen you in here before.

- Yeah, I'm lookin' for a friend.

He's an ex-Marine.

His name is Chuck.

Little younger than you.

- Eh, fuck him.

I am here.

His loss.

Come on, let's go outside and get some fresh air.

- [Benji] Vampires don't have souls,

and neither do I.

Chuck had stolen mine.

- [Man] So, what do you think?

- It'll be okay.

(thudding)

- [Man] No, stop, stop.

- You tell Chuck I want my money.

Do you fuckin' hear me?

- [Man] Yes, (mumbling) stop, stop.

(thudding)

Stop, stop, stop.

(whimpering)

- I want my fuckin' money!

Do you hear me?

- [Man] Yes, just stop.

(thudding) (whimpering)

- It's my money.

He fuckin' took it from me.

I want you to get this.

I want you to hear this.

- [Man] Please stop.

- I want you to hear this.

You listening to me?

Are you listening to me?

- [Man] Yes, please stop, stop.

- You tell Chuck I want my fuckin' money.

- [Man] Okay, okay, please stop.

I won't see him.

(thudding)

- [Benji] It was Chuck I wanted.

But, there were plenty of other queers around

and I wasn't feeling too particular for a while.

I knew where to find them,

and how to get them to come to me.

(tense music)

I was so young and vulnerable,

and just asking for it, really.

(dramatic music)

I knew Daddy would come.

All I had to do was be ready for him.

I'd let them get a touch, get in close,

then I'd fuck their shit up.

(dramatic music)

Never got old.

("Bad Weather Friends" by Kevin Quain)

* I'm in the wrecking yard

* Falling fast and crashing hard *

* I never did know when to stop *

* I'm waiting for the wagon

* Got sprung and lonesome

* Like an old busted banjo in a pawn shop *

* So make it one more for the road *

* It's time for me to go

* Oh God knows I wish I could stay *

* Hold that bottle steady

* 'Til I'm good and ready

* For the angels to drag me away *

* Yeah, it's six mariachis

* To carry my coffin

* Round up the boys

* Make 'em play Dixieland

* When I get my halo

* And I get my wings

* I'll buy a drink

* For my bad weather friends

* Yeah, I'll buy a drink

* For my bad weather friends

I went back to The Lab.

No one ever accused me of being a fucking brainiac.

* I'm playin' the piano

* Wearin' a sombrero

* There's nothing but nickels in the jar *

* I'm still in the ring

* But I'm no contender

* I'd rather be standing at the bar *

* So make it one more for the road *

* It's time for me to go

* Oh God knows I wish I could stay *

* Hold that bottle steady

* 'Til I'm good and ready

* For the angels to drag me away *

("Axiom" by Xsonatix)

They were waiting for me.

(dramatic music)

(thudding)

I had it coming really.

(garbled mumbling)

Could you blame 'em?

(garbled mumbling)

I'd heard it didn't hurt so bad if you don't fight it.

- [Man] That's what I'm talking about.

- [Man] Yeah.

Oh, baby go boom.

- [Benji] I fought anyway.

Ya!

(thudding) (high pitched grunting)

I fought for all I was worth,

which wasn't much at all.

(groaning)

- My mama said knock you out.

Mmm.

Mama said I gotta relieve myself.

(breathing heavily)

(laughing)

- [Benji] They dragged me outside the club

and left me in the gutter.

(groaning) (thudding)

- [Man] Yeah!

Oh, yeah.

(mumbling)

- [Benji] I was fucked once again.

* It's six busty showgirls

* To carry my coffin

* Wake up O'Conner

* Make 'em play Danny Boy

* When I get my halo

* And I get my wings

* I'll buy a drink

* For my bad weather friends

* Yeah, I'll buy a drink

* For my bad weather friends

* I'll make it rain whiskey

* For my bad weather friends

(thunder booming)

Waking up at home, I tried to piece it all together.

My self-preservation instincts had served me well.

I retraced my night before.

Faggots.

Alley.

Busted arm.

A fuckload of scotch tape.

(thunder booming)

Going back to The Lab was a bad idea.

(breathing heavily)

- Lemme go!

Please, please!

Just le--

just, just let me go, please.

- [Benji] It was time to try another approach.

(horn honking) (alarm blaring)

I started at the Gold Star.

We'd done a lot of time there.

If anyone knew anything, it would be Herman.

(tapping)

- What the fuck?

- Where's Herman?

(tense music)

- Boys!

- Herman, set us up some drinks.

Come on.

- [Benji] Herman's was the place we drank at

when we weren't at my place.

I knew Chuck'd never come here,

but I was shit outta options.

- He's got the day shift.

You know that.

- Could you call him for me?

- Fuck no.

He's sleepin', playin' with his kid

and I'm not about to interrupt him

for anything that you gotta say.

(tense music)

Spot you a drink, though.

On account of what I heard about the other night.

- What'd you hear?

- Heard about Chuck.

- What do you mean?

- He died.

Found him yesterday.

Died of an overdose.

Accidental, I heard.

(tense music)

You didn't know about that?

- [Benji] Chuck stole my soul money,

made a pass at me, Chuck fucking screwed me royally.

- Sorry, spot you another round.

- [Benji] Hating Chuck was all I had.

(tense music)

I was miserably confused.

Any way you sliced it, soldiers knew their drugs.

Chuck sure as shit knew them.

- Have to come back later, talk to Herman.

He knows everything that happens around here.

- [Benji] If Chuck was dead, he was off the fuck list.

I'd never wanted him on it in the first place,

but he stole my soul.

Who had my soul now?

("Hangover Square" by Kevin Quain)

* Ain't no day meaner than Sunday *

* You're walkin' 'round Hangover Square *

* You're in the shadows now

* God cannot see you

* You're invisible nobody cares *

* Listen what if your dreams don't come true *

* What if your nightmares come looking for you *

* Listen kid

* You're gonna love it here

* Listen kid

* You're gonna love it here

Herman came in around 10

and told me that Ethan had told him about Chuck.

He had found the body and everything.

- [Herman] Ethan's a fuckin' douche.

(tense music)

- [Benji] Do you know where I can find him?

- Try the south side.

You look like shit, kid.

You oughta go see someone.

(tense music)

* Once upon a time

* You must've been somebody's baby *

* So how come we all grew up so ugly *

* Now is that all you get for your trouble *

* You're unlucky, unloved and unlovable *

* What if your dreams don't come true *

* What if your nightmares come looking for you *

- [Benji] Across the river was Ethan.

He could be fucking anywhere.

* You're gonna love it here

Still, a leap is a lead.

* Listen, kid

And I knew my soul stink anywhere.

* You're gonna love it here

I started with the high-end buffets.

The ESPN and dollar joints.

My instincts led me elsewhere.

("Black Hole" by Bitter Wigs)

* And all the lies that you have cried *

* I have died into the darkness *

* And with these summers pass

* We sleep beneath the snow

* I wanna see your face

* See your

The place stank of warm beer and stale pussy.

It was perfect,

the kinda place a guy like Ethan would hang out in.

* Where is taken to the night

Figured I'd start at the top of the food chain.

My money would buy me some love.

* But it won't be that way

* You know it happened just in time *

* I'm gonna stay away from where you are *

* Gonna stop and stand besides

* Across the road of thunder

* Gonna see the stars inside

* Of the other side of life

Trish was her name.

* Gonna ground and spit out matter *

* With eyes filled with wonder

I was in the right place.

* Gonna get to see it all

* Gonna seize the night sky

* Sky, sky, sky

- Thank you, Trisha.

Next is Diana.

Enjoy Diana.

("Rock Bus" by Bitter Wigs)

- [Benji] Can I uh, get a dance?

("Catch You In The Rye" by Kevin Quain)

* I met you in the elevator

* And we did the mashed potato

* Had a pocket full of rye

* You punched me in the eye

* And you said I'll see ya later *

* Ooh, I was feelin' kinda funky *

* I was dancin' like a monkey

* I was chewin' on a stogie

* I was singin' karaoke

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You'll leave me high and dry

* When the hooch is all gone

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You love me now but not for long *

It took a couple of dances and a whole lotta cash

to get the information out of her.

The whole time she was bumping cluelessly

into my busted arm.

- And guess what?

They were spittin' right here at the Cleaver.

- [Benji] She told me about this deal that went down.

Some money had disappeared, $50,000,

and that the bills were marked.

- No one had seen shit of 'em all this time

until they start showing up in the system here?

- The bills were marked, that figured.

It meant Mr. Kent had fucked me before he hired me.

Swear those guys are 5-0.

("2116" by Bitter Wigs)

- Anyway, they said they were Treasury agents,

but my boss has got his suspicions about that.

- Who are they lookin' for?

- That's the best part.

Some guy named Metcalf.

And I think they're gonna

go after this creep named Ethan.

Comes in a lot, said the money was $100 bills

and he's always got 'em.

He has this thing for Diana.

* Gonna walk the roads tonight

* And the silver

- I tipped the shit out of Trish,

to match a first name with the last for Ethan

and got the fuck out before things got weird.

Hell, I even got his address.

I slept in my car at Ethan's place.

I had questions for Ethan,

like where the fuck did you get my money from,

shit like that.

Most importantly, where the fuck is my money now?

Breaking and entering ain't easy with a broken arm.

So, I waited.

(tense music)

And sure as shit, destiny dropped a load.

It was the fake cops.

What the fuck?

It seemed I wasn't the only one waiting for Ethan.

So, I had to find out why.

(knocking)

You got a smoke?

- Fuck off.

- [Benji] Come on, dude.

- Give it to him.

(siren blaring)

- Can I get a light?

Fuckin' right arm's broken.

I'm not left-handed.

Cocksucker.

He had Chuck's lighter.

- Don't I know you?

(thudding) (grunting)

Get out the way, fuckwad.

- Come on, man, let's go.

- [Benji] No way they were Treasury,

but they must have had some ties somewhere.

And the guy had Chuck's fucking lighter.

Where the fuck did he get that?

(dramatic music)

(thudding) (crashing)

(faint yelling)

- [Man] Run out the fire escape.

Go out front, cut the fucker off.

- [Man] What the fuck?

(thudding)

- There's a time and a place for everything.

This sort of thing, the more you think,

the more you could maybe fuck it up.

I had wanted to keep it simple.

Find Ethan, get the money, save my soul.

Forget revenge.

Forget Chuck.

Simple.

(tense music)

You killed Chuck, right?

You and your friend.

You overdosed him.

Do you have all my money?

- Fuck you, you're dead.

- Fuck you.

You're the dead man.

(tense music)

I didn't mean to ice that guy.

I felt an obligation to see this shit through

to the end, though, and get my money,

and just keep on keeping on.

I had to get Ethan, get my money and get lost

before these guys took it away from me.

I'd paid too much.

So, I headed back to the Cleaver.

Someone had to know something.

("Seven Blue Sundays" by Kevin Quain)

* Ridin' boxcars, rollin' low

* I'm up in the rafters

* With the pheasants and the crows *

* I left my heart in the middle of the road *

* Seven blue days in hell

* Sky full of gray clouds

* Not a drop of rain

* Here I am back on the treadmill again *

* There's no shadow, there's no roses, no champagne *

* Seven blue days in hell

* When I come to town

* Hell bent and garter bound

* Now the corpses start to spin around *

* Now I wander by, thunder roars and flowers die *

* My feet don't touch the ground *

* They're in your room

* Now pass you in the hall

* Rattlin' the windows now shake the walls *

* Look right through me

* Don't notice me at all

* Seven blue days in hell

Trish had answers.

It was time to prime the pump again.

It's amazing the things you can learn with a little MDMA.

Trish was doin' bumps and I kept getting closer to Ethan,

and my money.

It was just a matter of time.

- So I told her I ain't doin' it, right?

I don't care how much they wanna pay.

I'm not into animals or some sick

kind of Mexican donkey bullshit.

Know what I mean?

It's just fuckin'...

- Wrong.

- Yeah, wrong.

You know, fuckin' rude, right?

- And the world rewards those that are patient.

I had no choice but to be.

I had to do something.

But I was shit out of ideas.

Ethan fucking Strain.

Dance, now.

("Kill The Ghost" by Bitter Wigs)

* You're wishing on a chicken bone *

* But they found you home

Ethan fucking Strain, spending my soul,

not knowing what it cost me.

- Eyes front.

What's so Goddamn interesting?

- Sorry, baby.

Just a momentary lapse of reason.

- It's all right.

Just thought I was losin' my charm.

- [Benji] Love is patient.

Love is kind.

- [Man] Destroy.

* Kill again

- I needed a distraction.

What the fuck?

Ain't no $20 dance, you cunt.

- Who you callin' a cunt, bitch?

- Hey asshole, little help.

- No one calls me a cunt.

(crashing)

- Outside now, you fucking piece of shit.

- Bobby!

- Call me!

- We got about two minutes before the guy comes down here.

- Benji, my man.

How's it goin'?

You doin' all right?

- [Benji] Where's my fuckin' money?

- What money?

- The money you took from Chuck.

That fuckin' money.

- I didn't take any money from Chuck.

Fuckin' crazy, get that thing out of here.

- Fuckin' talk, Ethan.

That asshole back there knows who you are,

knows about the money and it's time for you

to start tellin' me where's my fuckin' money?

- I still got it, okay?

I didn't spend it all.

Not all of it.

- Good.

Come on.

Come on.

- So, I mean, you know, I found the money.

It was kinda just like instinct.

Maybe a guy like Chuck, if he comes across

that kind of money, you know,

somebody else is missing the same amount.

You know?

I mean, it's not like I robbed a bank, or s--

and you know, and they got my picture

or I stole it from, like, some stand up guy--

- What part of shut the fuck up

do you not understand, Ethan?

Shut up!

Ethan tried to explain everything,

but I was long past listening.

(breathing heavily)

- You know what?

You know what, asshole?

You fucked up.

All right?

You fucked up, that's who you are.

You're the guy who fucks up.

I'm the guy who benefited from it this time, sorry.

All right?

But it's not personal!

- [Benji] Listen to me, shut up!

- No hard feelings!

- [Benji] Shut up!

- All right, you fuck.

- Shut up, Ethan.

Just shut up and drive, you got that?

Do you hear me?

Drive.

(tense music)

No hard feelings.

That's what Ethan said.

Well, that pissed me off a bit.

(beeping)

The way I saw it, he'd been spending my money

on pussy exclusively for some time now and that's wrong.

My soul is worth more than some hummer from a hooker.

(tense music)

(screaming)

Could be I could make a life change now.

(tense music)

Could be I could get my shit together.

Could be I had nearly $50,000.

Hey Trish, it's Benji.

(mumbling over phone)

You wanna party?

I knew she was ball buster when I met her.

That was part of the appeal, honestly.

Okay, yeah, I'm here, I'm here.

I'm down by the river.

At a motel.

Yep, room 11.

Okay, see you soon.

("If You Don't Come Back To Me Now" by Kevin Quain)

* If you don't come back to me now *

* I'm gonna hold my breath

* I'm gonna drick Bubba's breakfast *

* With you bones around my neck *

* I'm gonna smoke cigars in the house *

* If you don't come back to me now *

* If you don't come back to me now *

* I'm gonna crash the car

* I'm gonna go down to the river *

* I'm gonna get drunk in a bar

* I'm gonna sleep on the ground *

* You don't come back to me now *

(knocking)

You're never gonna find anything written down in a book,

my old man said.

He was a loser to the day he died,

but he did manage one memorable line near the end,

when the lucid spells were brief and unpredictable.

He was talking about when he first met my mother.

He said he knew she was the one for him

because she made him wanna grow up

and produce the previously impossible in his life:

mahogany and monogamy.

(slamming)

I thought it was just a nice rhyme thing to say

'til that night.

Mahogany and monogamy.

That would fix me right up.

- What did you do, Benji?

- What are you talking about?

- Why was that scary guy at the bar looking for you?

- What guy?

- You know, the guy I clocked with the fuckin' bottle

instead of you?

He was lookin' for you.

(mumbling on TV)

- [Benji] I don't know what you're talking about.

Never seen him before.

(roaring on TV)

- You can tell me, baby.

- [Man On TV] A fiendish conspiracy by the masters--

- [Benji] Apparently, it was some kind of turn on.

Danger hung off me like 10 inches.

- [Trish] So, how much we got?

- [Benji] Nobody at the Cleaver knew my last name.

Trish knew me and that was it.

She was the only one who could tell the scary guy who I was.

That made us partners.

- [Trish] Come on, baby.

How much money we got to party with?

- [Man On TV] In a desperate race to save millions--

- [Benji] Yet I wasn't about to tell her everything.

That hadn't worked out too well with Chuck.

- [Man On TV] Now, giant entertainment, giant terror.

The War Of The Gargantuans and Monster Zero.

- [Benji] Now, I'm not hypnotized over snatch

so bad I can't see what's going on here.

But come on, I am just exactly what you think I am.

- So how much we got?

- [Benji] And if not this, then what the fuck is it

money is supposed to buy for you?

- [Trish] How much?

- [Man On TV] For the mightiest battle

ever seen by the universe in Monster Zero.

- Fifty large.

Almost.

- 50?

50?

50 whoo!

(laughing)

- What's a soul but something to share?

(chuckling)

("Catch You In The Rye" by Kevin Quain)

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You'll leave me high and dry

* When the hooch is all gone

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

So we made out like mad mariachis on the tequila trail,

buying ourselves some 80 proof love.

We drank, we fucked, we lived like royalty.

And I still knew that the only one I could trust was myself.

* You're the cream in my coffee *

* You're the gin in my martini

* You're the vodka in my tonic

* You're the rum in my zombie

* Yeah, you're the cat's pajamas *

* You're the bees knees

* I'm a rat on a sinking ship

* You're the bats in my belfry

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You'll leave me high and dry

* When the hooch is all gone

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You love me now but not for long *

* And when you drink my last dollar *

* Then you'll tell me that it's over *

* You swore you'd always love me tender *

* But you'll forget me when you're sober *

* Yeah and when you ditch me in the desert *

* I was a million miles from nowhere *

* Yeah when I passed out I was thinking *

* It must be happy hour somewhere *

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You'll leave me high and dry

* When the hooch is all gone

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You love me now but not for long *

* You love me now but not for long *

* Yeah

* Cha cha cha

Everyone else had screwed me.

It was going to take a couple of days

for Trish to wrap up her affairs.

Minor things, like getting some money she was owed

and finding somebody to take her cat.

But the plan was now to leave town together.

Go to Vegas or New Orleans,

live fast and loose for a while.

But shit, I mean, would it surprise you to know

she ratted me out?

(dramatic music)

Crossed the skyway and started thinking about how she was

playing this whole relationship mercenary style.

(dramatic music)

I also knew the arm needed to be set and secured.

But I had to get to the Cleaver and get Trish

before I made myself right.

I needed to take the driver's seat, be the man here.

(gunshot blasting)

(wailing)

Do you hear me?

I had all the time in the world to fix my arm.

But no time at all to take care of my mistakes.

Boo.

- Jesus Christ, Benji, you scared the shit outta me.

- I just couldn't wait to see you.

I kissed her and felt the hesitation on her end.

- I'm so glad you're here.

- Baby doll, I hope you got paid,

'cause I decided, fuck your cat.

We're leaving tonight.

She looked concerned, but just like the calculating cunt

I knew she was, she improvised just swell.

- You know what?

You're right.

I don't ever wanna come back to this shithole ever again.

Let's go now.

- [Benji] We drove off into our future.

I wondered how long it would be for her mask to come off.

- [Man On TV] What forces created

such a devastating destroyer?

Who or what could stand up to it?

(screaming on TV)

- [Benji] She looked clean and sweet,

and had that something, that certain something

I couldn't place my finger on.

(roaring on TV)

(siren blaring)

Told her that I called in our tickets to Miami.

It had never come up in our plans,

so I figured it'd be safe enough to say that

before disappearing for good.

I stashed my soul inside the trunk of her car.

Figured it was probably best to keep it out of sight.

She'd ratted me out to someone.

I didn't have a clue who, nor did I even care.

Whoever came knocking, I knew I could take care of 'em.

(mumbling)

She played it through convincingly enough,

if I hadn't known better.

She even liked my new assertive style.

It was different for her, following the leader.

I pretended we had a future and we were a team.

- Benji, your arm's startin' to stink.

You should go get a wash.

- It wasn't me, it was Ethan,

now resting peacefully under our bed.

- [Man On TV] Who or what could stand up to it?

(screaming on TV)

- Sure, babe.

Anything you say.

(dramatic music on TV)

(water rushing)

Took a long, hot shower.

Scalding, really.

Stood under the steam, walking through what I had to do.

(gunshot blasting)

(wailing)

Do you hear me?

When I realized that the hot water wasn't going to run out,

I turned it off and scrubbed myself completely pink.

- [Trish] Yeah, of course.

Okay, 'course not.

Yeah.

- [Benji] She never missed an opportunity.

- [Trish] All right, okay.

I'll see ya soon, bye.

- [Man On TV] Human-like robots, programmed to kill.

- In truth, it made me love her

just a little bit more.

I thought, that's my girl.

Who'd you just call?

- Oh, just Diana at the club.

- [Benji] Yeah?

- Yeah, told her I wouldn't be coming in to work for a while

and where the spare key to my place is.

She's gonna take care of Angus for me.

- [Benji] You tell her about us?

- 'Course not.

Just said I wasn't coming in to work,

would be gone awhile.

- She was pretty smooth.

I gave her that.

I still had time for pretending.

Let's get married.

'Course she said--

- [Trish] Oh my God!

- [Benji] Yes.

- [Trish] Yes, yes!

(tense music)

("No More Sunshine" by Kevin Quain)

- [Benji] Her eyes worked hard at a twinkle

when they met mine, but maybe it was just

the daylight and not insincerity.

- I wanna spend the rest of my life with you.

- It was just the opening I was looking for.

* Did you wake up 10 years later *

* On the wrong side of the tracks *

You're gonna.

* Do all your old sweethearts

* Burn your valentines and laugh *

* Are you keepin' your mouth shut *

* Still getting bad reviews

* There's no more sunshine

* You better learn to sing the blues *

(smacking)

(tense music)

* Oh it's hell for the poets these days *

* But everybody loves a clown

* So put on your makeup

* Drink your wages down

* Get up on that box

(smacking)

* Shine up your Sunday shoes

(tense music)

* When there's no more sunshine *

* You better learn to sing the blues *

So many people had died because of me,

because I was greedy,

because I wanted my slice of heaven.

Since when is the American dream a fucking crime?

* If you wanna make a comeback son *

* First you better get lost

* So put down that bottle

* And get up on that cross

* It's uncomfortable as hell, I know *

* But it looks so good on you

* When there's no more sunshine *

* You better learn to sing the blues *

(gasping)

* Your head is on the moon

* Your ass is on the floor

* And they're ringing that bell but you *

(thudding)

* Still keep coming back for more *

* And the sky is black with good intentions *

* Coming home to roost

* When there's no more sunshine *

* You better learn to sing the blues *

* Oh when there's no more sunshine *

* You better learn to sing the blues *

It was time to go.

* Oh when there's no more sunshine *

* You better learn to sing the blues *

It was time to get the fuck outta Dodge.

Go somewhere, anywhere.

I wasn't sure if they'd think she was a murder

or an accident, but I didn't care much.

I didn't think anybody'd try too hard

to connect her to me, let alone find me across the country.

(knocking)

- [Man] Housekeeping.

(thudding) (dramatic music)

(groaning)

- Nighty night, Benji.

(tense music)

(clattering) (blubbering)

(chuckling)

Good morning, sunshine.

- [Man] Wakey wakey.

- Why'd you kill the girl?

I bet he couldn't get it up.

(laughing)

- [Man] Couldn't get it up, is that it, you little bitch.

- Hey Chuck.

- Hey, Benji.

Where's my fucking money?

- Thought you were dead.

- Me? Dead?

How you figure that?

- Hotshot.

Figured Ethan gave you one.

- You think Ethan, he's gonna fuckin' kill me.

Ethan took advantage of a embarrassing situation.

(thudding) (grunting)

(gagging)

Ice, ice, man, ice.

Ice.

- What if?

(coughing)

(tense music)

- You know, I woulda liked to thank you

for killing that son of a bitch Ethan.

You know, he took off and left me

and took my mother fuckin' money.

- It's my fuckin' money.

(thudding)

- Whose money?

Whose fucking money?

- [Benji] It's a time like this that I truly do miss

not knowing my dad.

("Las Vegas" by Kevin Quain)

* I'm at the end of the world all alone *

* Keep me in the dark

* And they throw me down bones

* And I get more punches than paychecks *

* Which way is Las Vegas

* I keep waking up dead on the floor *

* Can't remember our last big score *

* I believe this gig is killing me *

* Which way is Las Vegas

* Now I hear it's beautiful there *

* Nothing but money and lights

* They got millionaires and movie stars and everything *

* It's always opening night

(thudding)

* Just want one little sliver of a moon *

* One little star on the door

* Of my dressing room

* One little spotlight on me in Las Vegas *

* No, I don't want company baby *

* You can drop me off at the station *

* Don't tell me about yourself

* Let me use my imagination

* I'm just somebody you never loved *

* Stuck in a dump

* You never heard of

* In a place where nobody comes from *

(buzzing)

* Which way is Las Vegas

(buzzing)

(thudding)

* And I hear it's beautiful there *

* Nothing but money and lights

* They got millionaires and movie stars and everything *

* It's always opening night

(tense music)

* Just want one little sliver of a moon *

* One little star on the door

* My dressing room

* One little spotlight on me in Las Vegas *

* No, I don't want company baby *

* You can drop me off at the station *

* Don't tell me about yourself

* Let me use my imagination

* I'm just somebody you never loved *

* Stuck in a dump

* You never heard of

* Place where nobody comes from *

(chainsaw chugging)

* Which way is Las Vegas

- What?

You wanna go to Vegas, kid?

(chainsaw buzzing)

(screaming)

(tense music)

- [Man] He was cruel and a sadist.

- [Man] That isn't just an abstract intellect.

It's a brain that remembers and feels and suffers.

- [Man] A creature that will rule the universe.

- [Man] All obsessed with the taste of flesh.

- [Man] Already many of the mutants,

disguised as human beings, are walking the streets

of Earth's cities.

(reel flickering) (tense music)

- Hey, kid.

- [Benji] Turns out Trish ratted me out to Mr. Kent.

How the fuck did she get his phone number, anyway?

The fucker wasn't even listed.

I didn't put up a fight.

I was too tired.

("Devil Song" by Kevin Quain)

* How much would you pay to the devil today *

* Straighten your back, keep you in the game *

* With a spring in your step

* And a dollar in your hands

* You could charm the birds out of those trees *

* You could charm the birds out of those trees *

* How much would you pay

* How much would you pay

* How much would you pay to the devil tonight *

* And tell him your blood made pale colors bright *

* You have wings to make your bones sing *

* You could walk with the angels tonight *

* You could walk with the angels tonight *

* How much would you pay

* How much would you pay

* Hey

(gunshot blasting)

(tense music)

(chimey music)

("The Bells Of Hell" by Kevin Quain)

I wish I could say I learned something from all this,

that it had some kind of lasting impact or significance,

but I never had a proper role model,

someone to show me right from wrong.

Anybody I ever loved ended up leaving me or dying

as if I was the cause of their unhappiness.

* Oh death where is thy sting

* Oh grave thy victory

* The bells of hell go ting a ling a ling *

* For Lee but not for me

(gurgling)

I know one thing, though.

When I get to hell and see my old man,

I'm gonna kick the living shit out of him.

* See ya

* Goodnight

* Bye bye

* (mumbling)

(singing in foreign language)

(clacking)

("Catch You In The Rye" by Kevin Quain)

* I met you in the elevator

* And we did the mashed potato

* Had a pocket full of rye

* You punched me in the eye

* And you said I'll see ya later *

* Ooh, I was feelin' kinda funky *

* I was dancin' like a monkey

* I was chewin' on a stogie

* I was singin' karaoke

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You'll leave me high and dry

* When the hooch is all gone

* Catch you in the rye

* Catch you in the rum

* You love me now but not for long *

* You're the cream in my coffee *

* You're the gin in my martini

* You're the vodka in my tonic

* You're the rum in my zombie yeah *

* You're the cat's pajamas

* You're the bees knees

* I'm a rat on a sinking ship

* You're the bats in my belfry