All language subtitles for Strangers.2024.en

I swear on a stack of bibles,

I started out loving my husband,

and I know he started out
loving me.

But things change,
people change.

Let's be totally honest.

Some men have an evil streak.

Laura?

Hey, Tony.

Um...

I'm sorry for last night.

I was drunk and...

I don't know why we always go
to that awful place, you know?

I love you so much.

It drives me crazy,
you drive me crazy...

We have to... stop.

I know I have to stop,
I know that and...

It's never gonna happen again.

You know, I...

swear on a stack of bibles.

It's never gonna happen again,
and I mean it this time, I do.

I mean it, Laura.

Hey, you know what?

Let's go for dinner.

- Huh? Somewhere real nice.
- No.

Why don't we just stay home?

I'll, um,
I'll cook up something I saw

on that stupid cooking show.

Oh, yeah? What's it called?

"Tsitsila tabaka"?
Something like that?

Sweetie?

Why's the door locked?

Open the door, Laura!

What the fuck
are you doing in there?

God, help me...

Honey?

Open the door, Laura!

Why's it--

Laura, are you okay in there?

Fuck! Fucking hell! Oh, my God!

My coccyx.

What are you laughing-- What?

What'’s-- What are you...
what are you--

Why are you still laughing?
What's so funny?

Huh? What?

- People falling down is funny.
- Okay, yeah. It's...

It's a little bit funny, okay.

Hey, why was the door locked?

I don't know,
I must've hit the little knob

when I closed the handle.
I was just taking a nap.

I'm sorry...

- Please forgive me.
- I forgive you, Tony.

- I always forgive you.
- I know you do.

I love you.

-Hey, Dimitri!
- Hi, Miss Laura.

-I bought you a hot cocoa.
- Oh, you're always too kind.

I'm getting used to

these snow storms.
It's not like San Diego.

Hey.
Hey, hey!

You know what I got for us?

- What?
- Little dishes
of your favorite tastes.

- You're so thoughtful!
- Well, of course!

You think
I'm mashed potatoes here?

"First, you take a drink."

"Then, the drink takes a drink."

"Then the drink takes you."
F. Scott Fitzgerald.

Okay, "Sex addiction..."RICHARD: Look at this.
Look at this.

Mm. "...must be controlled
and ultimately conquered

or it leads us down
terrible paths

and destroys everything."

Well, that's every addiction.

Isn't it, my dear?

As we both know.

It's damaged goods,
it's what we are.

Banged-up, bruised and beaten.

Never beaten, dear!
Never beaten.

It's too late for me
to make amends for all my sins,

but you got all the time
in the world.

And that's a gift.

Well, I don't know
that I'm gonna wake up tomorrow

any more than you do.

"It is my longing for
whom I might have been..."

Mm."...that distracts
and torments me."

Who?

- Who?
- Britney Spears.

Mm...

Fernando Pessoa.

The Book of Disquiet. Mm-hmm.

- If you read it, you can have it.
- I devour everything you give me.

You're the only real friend
I have.

What?

Your eyes so remind me
of my daughter.

She was so beautiful.

My great regret...

among so very many.

That's a lot of makeup
on that right eye.

- Should I ask about it?
- You just did.

His paranoia's getting worse.

And maybe it's my fault,

'cause he wasn't like that
when we got married.

Well, life takes its toll
on all of us.

But that's no excuse
to hurt you, it's unacceptable.

A man is a coward
to do that kind of thing.

I'm kind of frail,

but when I was young,
I had some muscle.

And I would've been prone
to go over there

and confront the bastard,
I'm telling you.

Hey, come on!
You know.

And of course,
then I would've made a big mess,

- you know, worse than it is now.
- You know, that I'd like to see.

Yeah, well... You must've been
some heartbreaker.

I was no prize.
I was an untrustworthy man.

Untrustworthy men
seems to be a specialty of mine.

Yeah. Thank God we met in AA.

Your visits
are my only happiness.

My darling...

Okay.

You know, I'm, uh...

to be honest, sort of amazed

that old Tony
lets me spend time with you.

You know Tony.
He says, and I quote,

"Richard probably hasn't had
a hard-on in a decade,

and if he did, he wouldn't know
what to do with it."

- Well, that's not true.
- No?

If I got a hard-on,
I'd know what to do with it.

Ah, boy! Is this good?

No more talk about Tony.

- No!
- Okay?

- I don't want to talk about Tony.
- Mm-mm.

What should we talk about?

You.

I pass.

- Let's talk about you, baby.
- Mm-mm.

No, you know everything
about me.

There's nothing more
to know about me.

I've known you for what,
two years?

I know nothing about you.
Who is Richard Evans?

What were your parents like?

Who taught you to cook?
Why'd you move to Sofia?

You know, you never leave
this castle anymore.

Everyone at AA misses you.

- Why all the mystery?
- There's no mystery, dear.

I'm just an old man...

who, uh...

would sell his soul
to the devil to be 40 again.

Hey, so what were you like
when you were 40?

- You wanna know?
-Yeah.

Okay.

I was a vain and selfish man...

who associated
with the wrong people,

and tried to justify
unjustifiable behavior.

I wish you'’d tell me and then
I could be the judge of that.

Look, I deserve everything
that's happened to me,

and anything
that's coming down the road.

How's that?

- Saved by the bell.
- Mm-mm.

You're not getting off
that easy.

You're gonna tell me.

You're gonna tell me!
I need detail!

- Why is this not ready yet, man?
- I understand your frustration.

You won't have to pay for it.
This is on me.

So please just--CLIENT: On you?

On me, so please,
just give me five minutes.

Let me sort it out over there.
Apologies.

Just grab a cup of coffee
while you're waiting.

[MOANS, WHIMPERS]

Oh, God! Tony!

I love you, babe...

Please continue, Laura.

I keep obsessing
about everything

alcohol and drugs
has taken away from me.

Just...

...constant regrets
about the past!

All the stupid mistakes!

A friend of mine said...

"It is my longing
for what I might have been

that distracts and torments me."

You know, it's amazing

how quickly you get
onto that road,

and how impossible
it is to get off it,

and it's the drugs and the booze
that keep you there

in a fog and in a haze...

You can't see three feet
in front of your face.

And I've been sober
for 372 days.

And the fog has lifted.

But I'm still
on that shitty road!

Sometimes we come to realize
that the only way off a bad path

is to make the turn ourselves.

But it's hard to turn the wheel

if you're not
in the driver's seat.

- Can I help you?
- I'm here for the AA meeting.

Oh, you've come
to the right place.

Take a seat, please.

Now, the 12 steps
are not about perfection.

- It's about progress.
- Hi.

To make the first steps

you have to acknowledge...

...simply acknowledge,

that you have
a problem we can't solve.

Because we can't.

- You seem familiar. Have we met?
- No, I would remember if we had.

Maybe it was a past life then.

Do you believe in past lives,
reincarnation, all that rubbish?

- I do.
- Yeah, me too, strangely.

So, maybe it was
a different time,

a difference place,
and that's why all this seems

so familiar.
I'm Sky, by the way.

-That's a cool name!
- Yeah. It'’s from Guys and Dolls.

My mom was a bit in love
with Marlon Brando.

Oh, I'm Laura.
No interesting back story.

Well,
we just have to make one up.

Oh.

Zdraveite. Zdraveite.

I made some Bulgarian Gyuvech,

- with lamb. Lamb!
- Smells delicious!

You got a little pep
in your step today.

So...

I met someone interesting.

-Oh.
-At AA yesterday.

Let's call him Mr. Blue Eyes.

I'm pretty sure
Frank Sinatra's dead.

Oh, he's better than Sinatra.

Nobody's better
than Sinatra, dear.

You should see this guy.

- Oh?
- Yeah.

Ah. And something about him
felt oddly familiar. Like...

Maybe it's a past life.

- That's what he said!
- Oh, this guy is good.

I had a thought last night.

You need to call your father.
Make peace with him.

I already told you,
he's in prison.

All the more reason.

I know what it's like
to be in prison.

Even if it's a gilded cage
of your own making,

you need hope
and a chance of forgiveness.

You know there are open seats
all over the room,

he sits right next to me.
It's like being in high school.

Handsome stranger
gives you some attention.

It's no surprise, dear,
you're a beautiful woman.

I don't know, he's just so...

...confident and kind.
He reminds me of you.

Or maybe he reminds you
of a younger Tony.

That's below the belt.

You and I both know
the kind of guy

you're attracted to.
This may be one of those.

So, take it slow.

That's all I'm saying,
you got it.

How did my marriage
end up in such a hole?

- Hmm?
- I don't know.

Maybe you should stop digging
and get a divorce.

I told you, we already tried
that back in the States.

It didn't go down well.

He said
he'd just kill me first,

and then put a bullet
in his own head, so...

Well, then we'll have to think
of an alternative, won't we?

But I don't want
to Midnight Express myself,

and spend the rest of my life
in some Bulgarian prison.

Just 'cause
I did something stupid,

and married the wrong man.

I could get a couple
of guys and break his legs.

- Buy you a little time.
- Oh, that's sweet.

No.

Anyway,
that would just piss him off.

No, you'd have to kill him.
Trust me, I thought about it.

Yeah, you and me
ain't the murdering type.

Before we finish eating,
you know what we're gonna do?

Sit quietly,
contemplate our regrets.

No.

I'm gonna teach you to waltz.

Did you ever hear
of Johann Strauss Jr.?

Junior?

Get over here.

Now, people today think dancing
is two people shaking

in front of each other,
you know?

But I'm gonna teach you
a dance, the waltz,

where two people move
as one, okay?

All right, now, watch my feet.

Okay, I'm gonna take
a step with my left foot.

One and then two, three.

Back, one, two, three.

One, two, three, back.

One, two, three.

Now, I'm gonna grab your waist,

and you put your hand
on my shoulder, that's it.

One, two, three.
One, two, three.

Hey! Okay,
now you're dancing, you see?

Oh, you're a natural!
You're a natural. Whoa! My gosh!

This is fantastic. Okay...

Now, listen, my dear...

You only get one spin
on this merry-go-round,

and God knows it's a short one.

Don't let Tony make this
a miserable one any longer.

No more regrets.
- No more regrets, say it.
- Mm-mm.

"No more regrets, Richard."

- No more regrets, Richard.
- Okay, there! Now we dance.

Babe,
you know what I was thinking?

You should come work
at the shop.

I don't know anything
about cars.

Like, you know I wanna work
in a bookshop.

Well, you don't know anything
about books. You barely read.

I could work in a coffee shop.

Oh, you want to work
in a coffee shop?

How's your Bulgarian?
Come work at the shop.

I'm sorry, baby.

Oh, fuck! Baby, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I love you so much
it drives me crazy.

I love you so much it hurts.

Hello, my name is Sky.

And there's something
I need to confess, um...

The last time that I came here,
I had been drinking.

Yeah,
I came to an AA meeting buzzed.

I mean, I want to be sober.
I try to be sober.

But fuck me, it's fun to drink.

I like to drink,

you know, um, I travel a lot...

on business and it gets lonely.

And there's a bar and you drink.
I mean, I say to myself,

"Just one
and then back to the room."

And then it's just one more,
and one more.

I mean, when I do get clean,
it feels great.

I feel great,
but I just can't sustain it.

It lures me back like
a siren call, and...

...and pretty soon
I'm on the rocks again.

So, uh, short of stuffing
my ears with, uh, wax

and strapping myself
to the mast,

I'm resigned to the fact
that it will always be a fight.

And I fight it. I...

I fight the urge.

One day at a time.

- One day at a time.
-One day at a time!

I'm from a nondescript
little town outside of London,

but I travel a lot
all over the world.

What do you do?

I'm an entrepreneur,
I guess.

I follow in my old man's
- footsteps.
-And is he still...

Uh, no. Passed away.

- Sorry.
-It's not your fault.

- What about your family?
- Um...

My mom died
when I was fourteen, and...

my dad passes time
in San Quentin.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.

I mean, unless it's your fault.

No, I'm gonna call him.
Make amends

before it's too late.

We all deserve forgiveness.

Isn't that the truth.

So, I'm guessing
there's an interesting story

how you ended up here.

In AA?In Bulgaria.

Long way from the US of A.

No, it's pathetic.
Not very interesting.

Hey, guys!

We're starting back up.

Thanks, Sara!

Do you know Pergamino?

Oh,
it's the greatest coffee house

in all of Eastern Europe!

Well, how about I buy you
a grande latte after this?

I really shouldn't.

Tony and I, we met in San Diego.
He was, um...

He was a drag car racer.
He was sexy as fuck.

He knocked me up,
we got married...

He knocked me around
and we lost the baby.

And I don't think
he ever got over that.

Me either.

So we fight,
and then we would fuck.

And then we'd drink
until we passed out

so we didn't have to face
each other anymore. Yeah.

There's no mercy for adults.

Wherever we end up...

we put ourselves there.

I like that.

And so why Bulgaria?

Well, we had money
when he was racing,

but we put it up our noses,
pretty much,

and that was
the end of him driving, so...

We were broke

and his best friend
was from here,

his driving buddy.

He threw us a rope, gave Tony
a job at his auto shop.

I mean, Tony's--
He can sweet talk a car.

And I thought things
would be better here.

These things never get better.

But since he dropped out of AA,
things have gotten worse.

He tries really hard to fix it,
but then I--

You know, I'm not a car,

he can't just beat
the dents out,

you know, and start over.

I knew a woman
who went through this once.

What you've been through,
what you're still going through.

What happened?

She hired a gang banger

who had him run over
in a stolen SUV.

Did he die?

Range Rover going
at 50 miles an hour, so...

Did she get away with it?

Fifteen to life.

You have to plan
these things ahead,

you have to know...

what you're doing.

I should, um...

I guess, uh, you know...

You know, I'll probably
just keep feeding him,

like fatty foods,
hope he has a heart attack

and then I'll be okay.

Maybe you'll think of a way
of speeding up the process.

- Where are you staying?
- Right here. The Grand Hotel.

Room 1216.

How long for?
-For a little while.

Can I see you again?
Maybe lunch tomorrow?

I shouldn't. I can't.

I'll see you Monday
at the meeting?

Fair enough, Monday it is.

You're very beautiful,
by the way.

Hey!

Why are you so late?

Oh, you know.
I had to, um, help clean up.

-Uh-huh.
- Hey.

You know
that little corner shop?

Well, look.

They had
your favorite chocolates!

Wow!

- Thank you, baby.
-They're so good.

Those are amazing.

So, what took so long?

Like I told you,
I had to help clean up.

You know, some of us
that have the guts to go

help to clean up afterwards.

Wow, okay.

I mean, if you like,

I can go through
my whole day with you.

You could call Sara,
ask her at what time I left.

Baby, your paranoia
is just exhausting.

God, you drive me fucking crazy.

I'm sorry,
I just love you so much.

- Okay, I can make dinner.
-No, no. Hey.

Fuck that.
Let's go to a restaurant.

- Hmm?
-Anywhere you want.

- Hmm.
- I fucking love you so much.

You got a funny way
of showing it.

Well, I mean,

you do bring out
the worst in me, so...

you know.

Can you do me a favor and... What?

Can you... can you say it?

You never say it anymore,

can you just say it,
just one time?

Can you say, "I love you, Tony.
God, I love you"?

I love you, Tony.
God, I love you.

With feeling, I mean... Can you?

Hey, Tony...

I love you! Oh, my God!
You know I do.

I'll believe that one.
That was... that was good.

Thank you.

Can I go pee?
And then, we'll go.

Of course.

Go on.

Hey, Laura...

I don't want you going
to that AA shit anymore.

And I don't want you
spending time with that old man.

He's a bad influence.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Hey.

Hey, thanks for the chocolates.

I was just in the neighborhood.

I was just in the neighborhood.

Hi!
-Hello.

Were you just about to knock?

Well, yeah, I, wasn't gonna
knock on your pocket square.

Come in.

Can I get you a drink?

Water? I have orange juice.

No.
I was just in the neighborhood.

What were you doing
in the neighborhood?

Walking.
Just...

- Walking.
- And...

where were you walking to?

Um, just to see a friend.

And did you find your friend?

Yeah.

Yeah, I found my friend.

What did you
really come here for, Laura?

Okay, because...

I just couldn't stop thinking
about what it would be like

to be with you, and so I thought
that if I could just...

be with you,

then I could stop thinking
about being with you.

Is that okay?

You have a gun!

Why do you have a gun?

What do you do with your gun?
What--

- Are you a cop?
- No.

I mean,
you're not in security, so...

No.

So, why do you have a gun?

What do you do with your gun?

You ask too many questions.

Wait.
You're shitting me.

Wait, start again. You--

- All right.
-You're a hitman?

I told you.

I mean, who on earth would make
something like that up?

How much do they pay you?

Depends on the job.

I'm confused, I'm sorry.

Well, it's not really
about the money.

I mean,
the people I help are victims.

Victims with money,
but victims, nonetheless.

So when the justice system
falls a little short,

I bridge the gap.

Think of me
as a freelance problem-solver.

- So you're like Batman?
- No, nothing like Batman.

Do you hurt people?

Do you kill people?

How do you know that the people
that are paying you

- are telling the truth?
- I do my homework.

I do weeks, sometimes months'’
worth of research,

I build up a file,
and believe it or not,

sometimes,
I turn down certain jobs.

I'm extremely ethical
about what I do.

Are you here on a job?

I can't possibly... LAURA: Come on!

Okay, yeah.

European couple based in London.
Their daughter lives down here

with her husband
and her little boy.

Go on.

Hired to deal with her husband.

Maybe I don't want to hear this.
You probably shouldn't tell me.

Go on.

He's beaten her up,
threatened to kill her,

they were worried that he'll do
something to their grandson

or take off with him,

and they've exhausted
every other option.

Is that why you're in AA?SKY: She's in AA.

I felt I should hear her story.

She doesn't know anything
about me.

- Who is she? Come on.
- I can't possibly--

- Okay, Sara.
- What?

- Yeah.
- She told me she was single. Wh--

You can't lie in AA!

I told her everything. I--Listen, Laura. I like you.

For some reason that means

I'’m telling you
all these things.

I've never done anything
like this before.

You intrigue me.
I'm normally very cautious,

very careful
about whom I trust,

trust for me is everything.

But you bring something
out in me

and it means
that I want to tell you

absolutely everything.

Fuck! What am I even saying?
I came here...

...to do a job,
not to meet someone.

Are you even a drinker?

Drinking's not really
my weakness.

What are you gonna do to him?

This is insane!
What are we even thinking, I...

I'm guessing your fees
are pretty high.

Do you ever do pro bono work?
Just...

- Help someone out, you know.
-Never.

- It would only lead to slip-ups.
-Really?

I mean,
could I maybe change your mind?

You can try.

Kill it!

Yeah? This is Tony.

Hello?

What I'm about to tell you,

I'll tell you because I went
through the same bullshit

with my wife.

- Who is this?
-Let's just say

a concerned friend.

I don't know how you'll handle
what I'm about to say,

but I would suggest
a marriage counselor

before any more acts
of violence.

Who is this?

Hello?

Hey.

What are you doing home
so early?

I begged you not to do it again,
Laura.

I begged you, and you promised.

What are you talking about?

What's his name?

You're drunk.

Hey, shh...

What's his name?

What's his name?

And don't you lie to me
'cause I fucking know.

You turned me into this, sweetie.

It's your fault!

No, keep fucking--LAURA:

Stop.

Stop. Stop, stop.

Stop, please.

You did this to me!

Why did you do this to me?
- Why?
-

I read a passage in a book
a good friend once gave me.

"“Long is the way and hard

that out of hell leads up
to light."”

Grand Hotel Sofia.

Room... room 1216, please.

Hello? Hi, Sky...

You know, life is short.

Life's been
a fucking train wreck

since forever.

I just-- I can't live
like this anymore.

I'm not asking you
to pull the trigger. I am just--

Show me how to load the gun
and where to point it.

No more regrets.

You have to make it look
like a suicide.

All you need is a belt
and a door knob or a bed frame,

somewhere solid to tie it off.

That's how people
hang themselves these days,

at least that's how it's done
in prison.

We have an iron bed frame.

Perfect.

Does he have
a life insurance policy?

Tony? God, no.

Good.
His death brings you nothing.

Peace of mind, maybe.
But no money.

This is ten milligrams
of Digoxin.

If this were to enter
someone's system,

it would knock '‘em on their ass
in about half an hour.

It'd be like passing out
from too much booze.

So you always
just happen to carry

a little Digoxin around
with you?

Comes in handy
in my line of work.

How do I get him to take it?

You can put it
on his toothbrush if you wanted.

It doesn't really matter.

Sweetie?

Where the fuck
are my brown boots?

Ah. In the closet.

They were in the closet, sorry.

Hey! Oh, wow.

What's for breakfast?

Bacon, eggs and hash browns.

Crispy,
just the way you like 'em.

Oh, my God!

Mm. Mm.

Once he's ingested it,
you make an excuse,

and you leave the house.

Hey, I'm gonna go to the store,

pick up a couple
of steaks for tonight.

Do you, um...
do you want anything?

We got any Pepto-Bismol?

- Uh, no. I will pick some up.
- Thank you.

See you, babe.

- Good morning!
-Hey.

You go to the market,
somewhere you can be seen.

Zdraveite.

Hi, um, do you have rosemary?

I think so. Let me check.

You do something small
to draw attention to yourself.

I don't know, buy something.
Keep the receipt, though.

- Do you want something else?
- No. Can I get a receipt?

Then you wait 30 minutes
and you go back to the house.

And trust me,

he'll be like putty
in your hands.

What the fuck?

And then you do
what needs to be done.

- And then what?
-You wait a couple of days.

Climb out of that rabbit hole
you were talking about,

and come and see me.

That should make it easier.

- New York?
-Home sweet home.

I'm scared.
-Hey.

What if... SKY: No, no. You'll be fine.

This is a chance
that not many people get.

You know, sometimes,
we don't have a choice

but to take justice
into our own hands.

Tony?

Tony?

Hey, Tony.

God, forgive me!

It's your favorite painting.

It's a portrait of us all.

We're all threatened
by huge waves

of regrets and problems,
and we're asked to negotiate

in a little craft...

through it all.

It's only a print.

I would've stolen
the original for you,

but there were some security
at the museum.

- I'm gonna miss you so much.
-Yeah.

Well, let's not say goodbye,
let's just say, you know...

see ya.

I was shocked
about your husband.

I just never took Tony
for a suicider.

I guess you never really know
what's someone's capable of.

Who am I gonna cook for now?

"There is no friend
like an old friend

who has shared
our morning days."

"No greeting like his welcome,
no homage like his praise."

- Oliver Wendell Holmes.
-Oliver Wendell Holmes.

- I taught you pretty good.
- Yeah.

Yeah.
Well, now, I must let you go.

I only ask one more spin.

Oh.

Excuse me.

Hello? Hello, sir. My name is Laura.

How would you like
an absolute assurance

of salvation?

I can think of nothing
I'd like more, Laura.

I knew you'd get out
of that rabbit hole.

Let's hope I'm not falling
into another one.

I'll never get on a boat
with this man.

We slipped anchor
in the middle of the night.

We ended up--
Here you go. Drink?

Here you go, gorgeous.

- Thank you!
- Yeah.

- Oh, my God! Hi!
- Hi!

- Muah. Muah.
- Muah. Muah.

It's so good to see you!

Things change.
Sometimes, in a heartbeat.

- How'd you get a reservation?
- You know it was good.

- It was amazing.
- Connections, baby.

Are we having a good time?

This was my own
personal Camelot.

You don't mind if I borrow Laura
for a minute, do you?

It was nice meeting you, Laura!

It was all such a thrill,
and so utterly surreal,

that my life with Tony
never even seemed to exist.

For the first time in years,
I felt no fear, or bitterness,

hatred or anxiety.

I had forgotten
what it felt like

to be actually happy.

- Shot.
-Ball.

Tequila. Tequila.

Alien vs. Predator. Yeah!

Uh, careful now.

- Have you ever fired one before?
- Yeah, my, um...

My father used to take me
hunting when I was a kid.

I hated it.
I prefer them without bullets.

It's just a lump of metal
without the bullets.

Are you asking me
to be like Robin to your Batman?

Do you want to be Robin?

To my Batman?

What?
I do, but I... I don't.

Well, sometimes
we don't have a choice.

Sometimes we have--We have to take justice

in our own hands.
Yeah, I know the mantra.

You wait till you read the files
on these scumbags.

You have files?

Oh, yeah.

And you'd be amazed
how simple it all becomes...

when you know
who you're dealing with.

The fuck you say to me?

Get the fuck out
of the car right now!

- Get the fuck out of the car!
-Don't touch me!

You think you could
get away with it, huh?

Don't touch me!

You think
you can talk back to me?

Ow!

Shut your fucking mouth up!

Okay, I've seen enough.

Okay.

In this case,
the wife's sister

had sought out Sky's help.

I never thought anybody
could be worse than Tony,

but this guy beat his wife
in front of his daughter.

But who could say
he wouldn't go so far

as to beat his daughter
in front of his wife.

- You have a cigarette for me?
- Ooh...

- What else can I offer you, babe?
- What else have you got? Huh?

-Everything.
- Hi, Jerry.

Oh, fuck!

You know... you know, I'm...

I'm suddenly... I'm just not...
I'm not so sure about this.

At the risk of repeating myself,

you... you have read the file
for yourself.

You have seen that this guy's

a piece of work,
he's a piece of shit.

I know, okay?
Yeah, he's an asshole.

He deserves
what's coming to him.

And you don't have
to pull the trigger.

You're the bait.

You just get the hook
near the mouth,

and then I reel him in.
That's the plan.

You go to the bar, you wave,
you buy him a drink.

I know, okay?

I know the plan,
we've been over the plan.

- The plan is very good.
-Thank you.

- You're very thorough.
- I pride... I do pride myself

on my professionalism.

Unless, unless of course,

you're starting to doubt
what it is that I do.

You kill people.

No, I... I kill cockroaches.

I kill fucking cockroaches, vermin.

Okay. Okay, I get it.

I'm not asking you to stop,
I'm just not sure.

Where would you be
if we hadn't met?

Okay, you know I do...
I... I want to help.

But I, um...

I need to know
that you're with me.

I need to know
that we're partners.

I've told you everything
about me. I've taken that risk.

But now it's your turn.

I will never
let anything happen to you.

- You do trust me, don't you?
- You know I do.

Good.

Then let's go.

- Hi!
- Hey.

-Can I buy you a drink?
- Sure.

- Kirk.
- Lisa.

- La-la-Lisa.
-

You're funny.

How could any man
leave such a beautiful woman?

I got to tell you,
it was... a shock.

But hey, he did me a favor.
'Cause now I can do

whatever I want to do

with whoever
I feel like doing it.

Doing it?

I mean,
if you want a demonstration,

I don't think
that this is the place.

Well, we can always
continue at my place.

You know, I wouldn't feel
comfortable at your place.

But I am meeting a girlfriend
at 9:00 for a drink,

and I'll be back home at 11:00.

See you later.

I mean,
I don't think he's gonna show.

Oh, he'll be here.

Why this place?
It's so old and sad.

Nobody asks questions
in this neighborhood.

Well, I can imagine why.

Oh, thank God!

This is insane!
I must be insane.

Just kill him by the front door!

No, no it... it has to be
inside the apartment.

It's just as I told you. Yeah.

Once he's up here, you just
open the door, let him come in.

Open the door, yeah.

Talk for a few minutes... Oh, yeah.

...and then you tell him
to make himself at home,

while you freshen up
in the bathroom.

Shit!

Okay.

You can do this.

Shit!

I can do this. I can do this.

Uh,
who's there?

An old friend.

This is for you, Laney.

Lisa.
Isn't that what I said?

No, but come in, Keith. It's Kirk.

-Isn't that what I said?
- Touché.

Gotta say, I thought
you'd live in a nicer place.

I almost didn't come in

when I saw the outside
of this dump.

Well, sadly,
times have been tough.

I'm hoping to save up
for a better place.

Well...

If things go according
to plan tonight,

we can see about getting you
a better place.

You're sweet.

Why don't you
make yourself at home?

And I'm gonna go
to the ladies' room...

Freshen up, you know?

Hell,
I ain't going anywhere, baby.

No, you're not!

You almost done in there?

Just a minute!

- I can give you a hand in there.
- I'm good.

How long
have you lived here?

No, no, no!

Don't look so surprised, asshole.

You did great, my love.

I am so proud of you.

Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.

I have not been to confession
for many, many, many years.

Go on.

I'm guilty of a whole mess
of smaller sins like...

taking the Lord's name in vain,
and living in sin with a lover.

- Stuff like that.
-Understood.

But it sounds like something
else is troubling you.

Yes, I don't quite know how
to put this, Father.

Is it a sin to kill bugs?

Well,
that's a tricky one.

On the one hand, they're all
creatures of God, but...

many times it can't be helped.

What type of bugs,
exactly, are we talking about?

See, my boyfriend,
the one I'm living in sin with,

he's in the, um,
extermination business,

and I've been
sort of helping him out.

So we're talking cockroaches,

ants, termites,
that sort of thing.

Yes.

The little miserable kind.

The bugs that cause all harm
and carry all the diseases.

Well, the church did have
termites last season

and we did call
for an exterminator.

Uh... I think God would look
the other way,

as long as it was
for the common good.

No.

I don't think ridding the world
of evil pests is a sin.

Thank you, Father.

But you must set a date
for a wedding.

Try not to take
the Lord's name in vain.

For your penance,
say six Hail Marys and...

go with God, my dear.

So how was confession?
Feeling better?

Feeling fine.

It was peaceful, actually.
It was weird.

Well, I told you,
we're problem solvers.

Problem solving murderers.

Yeah, well,
if the justice system

did its damn job, then, um,

no one would have any need
of our services, would they?

You, sir, are an original.

A truly unique specimen... SKY: Hmm.

...standing tall...
...among mere mortals.

Oh, my God! I've fallen in love
with a motivational speaker!

The more we did,
the easier it got.

You okay?

Oh, do you know anything
about cars?

Listen, I think I dropped
my jumper cables in here.

You wait right there, I need
to turn the music up, okay?

I actually started

to feel a sense
of accomplishment.

Like my life
finally had meaning,

and I was proud
of what we were doing.

Doling out justice
to those who had escaped it,

and their death bringing freedom
to those who most deserved it.

Sky was a perfectionist.

He could do this forever
and not get caught.

I didn't kill him!
I wouldn't do that!

Of course you did.

You're so funny.
Does everyone tell you that?

- Sky!
- Mike.

What the hell
are you doing here?

On a job.

Uh, I thought
you never left Sydney.

Yeah, well,
I'm expanding my horizons.

Heard you've been working
lots up here in the States.

Teamed up with some pretty lady?
That's not your style.

Well, maybe I fell in love.

That's dangerous. And stupid.

Listen, Jimmy's just wondering
about that job.

Oh, right, beautiful.

So you're not here
on a job at all.

He's just getting
a little anxious about it,
that's all.

Yeah? Well, tell him
to chill the fuck out.

When have I ever not delivered?

They paid in full,

and that old geezer

is a monster
who deserves to die.

I'll tell you what, Mike.
Do me a favor.

Leave me the fuck alone, yeah?

Come on, mate.

At least,
let me buy you a drink.

For our old times' sake.

One drink.

Let me tell you,
one thing I don't miss

is your stupid sense of humor.

I'm much cleaner,
much more efficient without you.

- Fuck you.
- You're a moron.

Oh, fuck me! Drink's on you.

Hey, man, watch it!

Hey!
What are you doing in there?

I'm getting
awful lonely out here!

Just one more second!

This isn't one of those
female problems, is it?

Whoa, cowboy!

Why don't we slow things down
a little bit, okay?

God damn,
you're beautiful.

You don't need
to be shy with me, baby.

I really like to have
just a little bit of foreplay

before we get to the main event.

I gave that shit up
in high school. Come here.

Let go!

You're hurting me!

You invited me up here
to fuck.

And now, we're gonna fuck.

You're really gonna regret that.

Jesus!

What the fuck are we doing?

What the fuck?
Okay.

Why weren't you here?

- Where were you?
- I got stuck in the bar.

I had to stall.

I stayed in here
as long as I could.

I know,
and I didn't see you leave.

You came back here too soon.

It won't happen again, okay?

- There's not gonna be an again.
-I am so sorry.

I love you, Laura.

Please, forgive me. Please.

You were great.

I know that one was rough
and I'm sorry.

But this is the last one,
and then we're out.

Let's just stop now.
Why risk it?

I wish I could, but I can't.

I've already taken the money.

If I pull out now,
they'll hire somebody else.

If they botch the job...

it'll eventually land back
at my door,

so I have to see it through.

Who's the guy?

He's an evil son of a bitch

whose rap sheet
goes back decades.

Extortion, battery.
He beat a murder rap in '85.

Did time for child pornography.

Now this is a good one
to go out on, trust me.

- Will we stay in New York after?
-We could.

Or you and I
could start fresh somewhere new,

somewhere beautiful. Quiet.

You know I've always wanted
to go to the Maldives.

Well then, the Maldives it is.

-Have you seen my book?
-It's on the desk, I think.

Your eyes so remind me
of my daughter.

Is this the last job?

- Yeah, that's it.
- This isn't right. I...

- I know this man.
- You know him?

This... this isn't right.
This can't-- He's my friend.

We met in AA with Tony.

- This guy? Richard Evans?
-Yeah!

Somebody has given you
the wrong information.

Cause, see... I mean,
this is a joke or something.

I'm afraid it's no joke.
Read the file.

I've personally dug up
at least 37 murders

that he's directly
responsible for.

I don't believe you!

He'’s been involved
in drug trafficking,
people trafficking...

I don't believe you.
It can't be true!...child prostitution, guns...

I know him! I don't believe you!

Then I have to ask,
how well do you know him?

Did you ever talk to him

about what he really does,
about how he made a living?

I've known you for what,
two years,

I know nothing about you.

I asked... I asked.

He never... He never answered,
he never told me.

He never told me anything.

I don't know
how he sleeps at night.

I mean,
he's got a bodyguard 24/7.

Who has a bodyguard 24/7?
Someone who knows

that someone
is coming to get him.

That's who. He's paranoid.

There's no way
of sugar-coating this.

I just... Why would he do that,
why would he...

I guess you just
never really know

what someone's capable of.

Don't beat yourself up.
Don't beat yourself up.

It's not your fault.

I'm sorry.

Who's Richard Evans?
Why all the mystery?

I was a vain
and selfish man,

who associated
with the wrong people...

I tried to justify
unjustifiable behavior.

I deserve everything
that has happened to me

and anything
that's coming down the road.

- I'm coming with you.
- No, no. Absolutely not.

You said he's hard to hit.

- And he trusts me.
- No, no it's too personal.

- It's too personal. You can't.
- I won't take no for an answer.

I'll call him,
say I'm coming to town,

say I want to see him.
I can arrange to meet him.

I'll get him to a hotel room
and you... you...

You would do that?

I...

Still no answer.

Maybe he's changed his number.

Maybe he's just not near
his phone.

Hello? Hello? Hey! Guess who?

Oh, thank God!

Where the hell have you been?
Why haven't you called me?

It's a long story.

Yeah. Well, you okay?
Everything all right?

Yeah, I'm fine!

God, it's so good
to hear your voice.

Yeah. You promised
to keep in touch,

I've been worried sick.

I've called your cell,
it's disconnected.

What's going on? I got a new number.

Fresh start, you know?

So, uh, where are you now?
Where are you living?

I'm in Manhattan, New York!

Um, so, hey, I'm gonna be
in Sofia in a couple of days.

Um... It'd be so good
to see you, have lunch.

Well, of course.

Yeah,
it'd be wonderful to see you.

We got so much to talk about.

I know you... you never like
to go out, but...

Um, can we meet
at the Blue Moon?

It's a special occasion.

It'd be so nice to go
somewhere special,

where we first met.

It's a busy place.

I'd feel comfortable there, okay.

How about one o' clock? Great, perfect.

I'll see you in a couple
of days.

My heart's aflutter.

I booked a room
in a small hotel

for you to lure Richard back to.

It's just down
an isolated side street.

117 Stambolijski Boulevard,
room 210.

Do they have free Wi-Fi
and a furnace in the basement?

Do you think, uh, you'll be able

to get him back
to the hotel room?

Yeah,
he'll wanna spend time with me.

Are you okay?

I feel awful,
I feel terrible. I...

You didn't have to do this.

I read the file.

And it'll be over soon enough.

Then we can disappear
like ghosts.

Wow, you look wonderful.
A totally different person.

I ordered for us some things.

All the things I like.

So, I want to know everything.

What have you been up to? Huh?

Okay. I want you
to listen to me very carefully

and pretend like, um...
we're just making small talk.

Whoa!

I don't know if I like
the tone of this.

Neither do I.

Why would someone want
to kill you?

I think I'll be leaving now.

You know, I'm risking everything
to be here with you.

So you need to tell me
the truth and don't lie.

Why would someone want you dead?

Oh...

The AA meeting.

Mr. Blue Eyes.
Is that it, Laura?

Jesus,
you realize what you've done?

You brought death to both of us.

Now tell me
the truth, Richard.

Who are you? What's your story?

Yes, you do deserve
at least that much.

Okay.

I worked with a crew.
Starting back in the '70s.

- A crew?
-The mob.

Or what was left of it.

New York, then Sicily...

Then London.

My boss was a guy
named Frank Boterro.

I was greedy and foolish,

and I helped these bad men
cover up terrible things.

And I paid a steep price...
for my sins.

Go on.

My wife left me,

and then my daughter,
as you know,

killed herself
one terrible October morning.

And it broke me...

destroyed me.

And so I had to get out,
and I did get out, long ago.

I tried to live a normal life,

and then Europol showed up
at my door.

And they threatened
to take me down

with racketeering and drugs,

money laundering, RICO charges,

if I didn't help them
take down Frankie.

So...
I sang like a bird.

Long story short,

the case against Frank
collapsed, suddenly,

my witness protection program
flew out the window,

and they left me dangling
like a sheep to the slaughter.

And so I ran. I ran and ran,

and I eventually wound up here.

My grandparents
used to live here.

- Is that the truth?
-Yeah.

The whole sad truth.

These are extremely
dangerous people.

Did you ever kill anyone
back in 1985?

Huh?

Been involved
in child pornography?

Is that what he told you?

He'd always have a file.

I was a very highly
paid accountant.

A legal fixer for a bunch
of brutal thugs.

And that's what I was.

And you can believe that or not.

But I'm very sorry, Laura.

It's all my fault.
They used you to get to me.

Wherever we are,
we put ourselves here.

I'm so tired
of living like this.

Constant fear,

I'm just plain
fucking exhausted.

Me too.

Well, if I have to die,

I'd be very happy
to die in your company.

You still have
that office above the gallery?

Yeah, same one. Fifth floor.

Okay,
after you leave here today,

go get a couple of tickets
out of this country. Anywhere.

Like Thailand, Philippines,
somewhere we can get lost.

I'll meet you tomorrow
at the gallery, 10 a.m.

Let's get out of this together.

You never told me how...

how deep you're involved
in all this.

Pretty deep.

"Life is a dark alley."

"You never know what dangers
await around the corner."

Mr. Miyagi?

Richard Evans.

Give me a kiss
on the cheek and then leave.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I took the liberty.

- Are you sure he's not onto you?
- I'm positive.

He apologized. He just said,
you know, he had a meeting

and we're gonna have
breakfast tomorrow.

I'm just surprised
he doesn't insist

on meeting you
at the house, that's all.

Oh, he said
that everything's all packed up

and, um, you know,
he's leaving Sofia for good.

- Any hints on where he's going?
- I mean, I tried.

Well, we almost missed him.

Right, well, I'll book
a car for you

for the morning
to take you to breakfast,

and then, uh, it's one more,

and then you and I are off
on a whole new adventure.

- I love you.
- I love you.

Hey! I'm here, so...

We can go to the gallery
by the cathedral.

Well, your husband said
you were going for breakfast.

- Change of plan.
-Okay.

Oh, Jesus!

-Can you go around them?
-No, it's too tight.

Okay, I'm gonna walk.

You always just happen

to carry a little Digoxin
around with you?

How do I get him to take it?

You can put it
on his toothbrush if you wanted,

it doesn't really matter.

Hi, it's Sky.
Where's Laura?

What do you mean
she just took off?

Where exactly did she get out
of the car?

Come on.

Richard?

Richard!

- Oh, thank God you waited!
-Laura!

- Oh, I'm so happy you made it!
-

I promise,
this is gonna be great, honey.

-Okay, okay.
-Look,

once you get there,
then I'll set you up completely.

You'll have all the time
in the world.

And no more worries, none.

Hey. Hi, how are you, guys?

Sky?

I'm so glad I caught you
before you left.

- Can you just put the gun down?
-You know, I must be in...

much better shape
than your husband.

You should've taken that
into account.

But I am so proud of you...

God, I've taught you well.

I'll get you some--Fuck off!

All right,
let's take this somewhere

with a bit more privacy,
come on.

- Not for me, for her.
-Okay, just... just...

You let her walk,

and I'll make it
worth your while.

Just listen,
just do what he says, okay?

- We can figure this out, okay?
- Just get in there.

- Get in there. Get in there.
-Just listen! Just...

Oh my God! You know...

- Get on the couch, you!
- Okay. Jesus!

On your knees, facing me.

Don't do this.
Not in front of her.

On your knees!

Sky, just let him walk.

Please, for me. God!

If I don't do this,
somebody else will.

Please, just put the gun down.

Oh. I never used
to make so many mistakes.

Falling in love is dangerous...

I'm getting sloppy.

Please, put the gun down!

I told you when we met
what I do.

I kill monsters and scumbags.
I make the world a better place.

He's not a monster!
He's an accountant!

It's just... just bullshit!

No, Richard is exactly
what I told you he was.

He's a sick fuck. They all were.

Did he tell you
how many people he killed?

- I haven't killed anyone.
-Shut up!

- Shut the fuck up!
- You're the murderer.

Now... now I have...

two plane tickets in my pocket,
one of them is in your name.

And when this is done,
we're leaving and...

We're never coming back,
just like I told you.

- Now turn away.
- No.

You don't want to see this,
turn away. Mm.

Get back! Don't move, Richard.
Don't move.

Don't move a fucking muscle!

- What are you doing?
- Laura, give me the gun.

No, don't give it to him.
He'll kill us both. He has to.

The file is true, Laura.

Everything in it.
I swear, he's a beast.

Oh, I'm a beast?
What are you then?

You know I love you.
I would never hurt you!

You know who this man is!
He's a predator!

- Just shoot him! Kill him!
- Just shut up!

Shut up!
Shut the fuck up, both of you!

Look at us!
What is this?

Why? Why is it
that every man I love

is bat-shit fucking crazy?
You know why?

'Cause I'm fucking crazy.

You know what I should do?

I should kill you both.

And then take this thing
in my mouth
and pull the trigger.

- No, Laura.
- And then...
the whole thing's over.

Let that sort out
this whole fucking misery, okay?

And then it doesn't
fucking matter

who's lying
and who's telling the truth.

-Believe me, Laura.
- We can just let God...

He's the monster!

...sort out all this
fucking ugly, evil bullshit.

- Richard! Richard, no, no!
-
You gotta trust me, Laura.

-No!
-
He's gonna kill us both!

He's gonna kill us both!

Oh, thank God. Thank God.

Richard!

Us meeting at AA

was not some random accident,
was it?

You weren't there for Sara,
you were there for me!

You knew I was close to Richard,

and you needed me,

you needed me
to get close to him.

You needed to lead him away
from the security of his house.

Laura, just lower the gun.

Stop.

You were watching me.
You got me to open up.

I knew a woman
who went through this once,

what you've been through.

She hired some guy with the...
the gangbanger with the cards.

You're so meticulous!
You are.

I mean... You taught me, right?

- Now you don't need me anymore.
- That's... that's not true.

I love you, I need you.

It was you that called Tony.

Yeah. This is Tony.

What I'm about to tell you,

I tell you
because I went through

the same bullshit with my wife.

You called him and you knew
what Tony would do to me,

and then you knew that I would
come to you for help.

You're not thinking clearly.

Look at you, you're free!

"Crawl back out
of the rabbit hole,

come find me and..."

I did exactly
what you knew I would.

You really think
I'm that smart, that clever?

- Yeah, you are.
-In New York,
just all that time

just so I could bring you
back here to Sofia for this job?

- Come on!
- You did!

I told you not to come, remember?

Yeah, but then you let me.

- And you insisted on it.
- No, you put the file on the desk

for me to find!

This is all very confusing.
So, come on, Laura.

Just give me the gun,
let's get the hell out of here.

Someone's already
called the police.

Who were the people
that we killed?

Exactly who I told you
they were!

I fell in love with you, Laura.
That's the truth.

I love you, and now...

- We have to trust each other.
- Show me the tickets.

Show me the tickets
to the Maldives.

Give me the gun.

You said that we
were gonna start

a whole new life together,
so show me the tickets.

If you trust me,
if you just trust me--

Wha...

Richard!

Richard. [BREATHES HEAVILY]

Hey, Richard.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Look... look...

Your face...

Oh, baby...

Oh, Sky!

The human mind's capacity

to rationalize just
about anything

is what makes us so dangerous.

I convinced myself
we were killing bugs

and saving souls,
and I jumped right in

without much convincing.

A serious character flaw,
I'll admit.

"Long is the way and hard

that out of hell leads up
to light."

I don't remember who said it.

Maybe Milton?
Krusty the Clown?

It doesn't really matter.

The real question is,
do cockroaches like me

deserve a path out
of darkness and into the light?

God, I hope so.