All language subtitles for On.The.Doll.2007.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG-English

(somber melody)

- [Courtney] I heard Kristin

wasn't able to go
out last night.

- [Melody] How come?

- Well, she just
had her lips done,

but the doctor fucked up and
put too much shit in them

and not she has to wait
until they deflate a little.

- That's disgusting.

Hey, I wonder if it's
gonna be a problem

the next time she's
giving Nathan a blowjob.

- How's are boy doing?

- He should be getting close.

You wanna go see?

- No, let's give him a little
more time just to make sure.

- [Jaron] I found
a baby bird once.

It had fallen from some tree,
barely had any feathers on it,

just laying there on the
grass, drying up in the sun.

I could see it was still
breathing, but just barely.

His beak was open

and I could see his
tongue was sticking out

and moving back and forth.

I was trying to think of
something I could do to help it.

Then, I noticed his tongue
wasn't really a tongue at all.

It was some maggot that was
trying to crawl out of its mouth

and what I thought was
a baby bird's breath

was actually a whole
bunch of maggots

moving just under its skin.

In a matter of seconds,

I started seeing all
these maggots breaking
through its skin

and crawling out of
its body, everywhere.

It smelled really bad, so
I had to throw it away,

but it made me realize just how
deceptive life is sometimes.

You know, how nothing or nobody

is ever the way they seem to be.

- 20, Lincoln, 9er, code six.

Fucking dog.

(dog snarling)

Shit!

(gun firing)

(bullet buzzing)

(girls screaming)

- [Girl] Oh my god.

(glass shattering)

(machine beeping)

(telephone ringing)

- [Girl] What are you
talking about, what bird?

Do you want me to come over?

What are you doing,
baby, do you wanna fuck?

Look, do you want me
to come over or not?

- Just keep talking.

Just keep saying
what you're saying.

- Fuck.

- [Girl] What the
fuck are you doing?

Don't waste my time, you fuck--

(phone slamming)

- Hey.

- Hi.

I gotta renew this.

- You work there?

- Yeah.

- They've been running
ads with us forever,

you could've just sent
this in if you wanted.

I mean, not that I
wouldn't want you

coming in here or anything.

- It's okay.

Actually, I wanted to talk to
you about another ad for me.

- Sure, write what you want,
just careful how you say it.

- What do you mean?

- Well.

You can't just say, "I'll
let you fuck me up the ass

"for money," or nothing.

You gotta say it in a way

that people know what
you're talking about,

but not too obvious.

Here.

- [Balery] What's this?

- It's just something
I made to help people

know how to say
things the right way.

For instance, if you're
into two cocks at once,

you'd say you're
into DPs instead.

Double--

- Penetration.

- Right.

- Got it.

- I mean, it's better
than two dicks in one

always makes me cum, right?

- I kinda like that.

Anyway, I don't really
think what I'm looking for

is gonna be on your list.

- What do you mean?

- Just between you and me?

- Sure.

I can't run this.

- Why not?

- 'Cause I can't.

It sounds like you're looking
for a hit man or something.

- No, it's not like that.

I mean, the guy's gonna
get paid a lot of money

for doing practically nothing,

so I don't think he's gonna
really mind what it sounds like.

- Let me ask you something,

what exactly do you want
this guy to do for you?

- There's this guy who
calls me like once a month

and he's always got a
load of cash on him.

He always wants me to do
some crazy shit to him.

- Like what?

- Like whacked out
role-playing, CBT and shit.

- You're into that stuff?

- Well, hey, I'm into whatever
they're into, you know?

If some guy wants his
cock and balls tortured--

- Right, gotcha.

- Right, so the more I
kept thinking about it,

the more I realized,
it's so fucking simple.

- In what?

- This guy has so
much fucking money.

I mean, every time
he goes to pay me,

I can see he has like thousands
of dollars in his wallet

and I'll split it
with whoever helps me.

- But why do you
wanna rob this guy

if he's a regular customer?

- 'Cause he's a fucking
prick, that's why.

I mean, even though
he has all this cash,

he never gives me any extra.

It's like his way of showing me

that he's better
than me or something.

I figure what I take from him,

he probably owes
me in tips anyway.

- Listen.

- Balery.

- [Jaron] Listen, Valerie.

- Balery not Valerie.

- Whatever, look, it's illegal
and I'm not gonna do it.

- Look, this guy is paying me

for this psycho fantasy, right?

Who is to say this
isn't all part of it?

- Hey, Jizz, I really need
those boxes delivered,

she just called
bitching at me again.

- Okay, I said I'd
take care of it.

- Jizz?

What kind of name is that?

- It's a stupid name I'm
really getting sick of hearing.

- Well, we can talk
about this later.

I'll write something up

and by the way, you're...

You should come by sometime,

I can really take
care of that for ya.

(tires screeching)

- Slow the fuck down, asshole.

- [Wes] What'd he just saying?

- Nothing, nothing, let's
keep going, come on.

- No, bullshit.

- No, babe, babe, babe,
we gotta go, come on.

Just go, it's fine.

- Keep going.

Keep going, fucker.

- This is really good.

It's really good.

- Really?

- I don't know how you come
up with shit like this,

but you write great lyrics.

(radio playing)

- We'll lay this
shit down tomorrow.

We'll get it done.

- No, I told you,
I don't wanna sing.

- What the fuck you mean
you don't wanna sing?

Come on, you're
the fucking singer.

- No, I'm not the singer,
Wes, I only sang once,

and I never even
wanted to do it then.

Look, I just don't wanna
sing anymore, okay?

I'm sorry.

♪ All the things that
we've been through ♪

- If you don't sing,

look at me.

If you don't sing,

you're out of the band.

I swear to God, you're out of
the band, this time forever.

- So, I'm out of the band.

Look, all I wanted to
do was write a few songs

and then get back to my art.

- Singing is your art.

- No, Wes.

Wes, my words and my
drawings, that's my art.

- You can't draw.

- You know who used
to draw all the time?

My mom taught me.

And she was artist, even though,

she never got a chance
to really be one.

Probably 'cause she was
spending so much time with me.

And she liked to
teach me things.

Like how beautiful we all are,

how beautiful are
bodies really are.

(girl crying)

I never understood
how some people

couldn't understand
the beauty in that.

- Let me prove it to you.

What is this?

- It's nothing, just forget it.

- Is this supposed to be me?

- No.

I mean, yeah, but I was just--

- Is this how you see me?

You wanna draw me like
I'm a fucking woman?

You're gonna draw me like some
pussy-looking motherfucker?

- Don't say that.

- Fuck you.

- Hey, how are you
guys doing today?

Can I get something for you?

- You can fuck off
and you can fuck off.

- Ow!

- I'm sorry, he's
just playing around.

I'm really sorry.

- Hey.

Come here.

- You were the one who
said I didn't have to sing

if I didn't want to.

- Come on.

- Wes.

- What?

So, what, you just want
the whole band to break up

because you don't wanna sing?

- It doesn't have to break up
just because I never wanted--

- No, we're gonna
fucking break up.

If you don't sing, we're
gonna fucking break up

and I'm gonna lose.
- No, you're not.

- I'm gonna lose all of my shit.

- I'm not the only--

- Listen, I've been
trying to fucking

pay off these goddamn
amps and everything else

and you know it.
- You think I don't know that.

I'm the one who's been going.
- So, what are we gonna do?

So, what are we gonna do?

Am I gonna sing,
am I gonna sing?

Hold on.
- That's your fucking job.

- Hello.

Yeah, I'm the girl
in the picture.

No, tipping isn't necessary.

Why don't we talk about
that when I get there?

About 30 minutes?

- [Wes] Get your ass in the car.

(knocking)

It's open.

Are those my panties?

- I guess so.

- Good, put 'em right there.

Watch the pans.

What?

Close the door on the way out.

- It's so funny how
he could just be

sitting there doing that
and no one gives a shit.

(girls giggling)

We didn't even have
hair on our pussies

and our parents were
getting all twisted

over some fucking fern.

- Yeah.

Fuck.

Look, how fast he's going.

He's gotta be ready to explode.

- Okay, let's go.

Hi, Mr. Garrett, what's up?

- How's everything, Mr. Garrett?

- Hiya.

- Oh, just going over
class notes, Mr. Garrett?

- Oh, you must've
spilled some coffee

or something on
yourself, Mr. Garrett.

So, you think we're
gonna pass your class.

- You girls need to
make an appointment

if you wanna
discuss your grades,

don't you have a class
to be in right now?

- No, we have a free period.

We're hungry, we're gonna
go get something to eat.

- Well, just remember, we
got a test tomorrow, okay?

- Yeah.

- Did you girls talk
about going over there?

- Yeah, okay, we'll be there.

- You sure?

- Yeah, we're sure.

- Yeah, we're sure.

- Okay.

- Okay, we'll see you later.

- Okay.

- Bye.

(car rumbling)

- [Melody] Do you think he
knows we saw him jacking off?

- I don't think he really cares.

It's pretty lame how
he tries to hide it

under his fucking computer.

- Seriously, I bet you
he has more porn on it

than notes and
shit for his class.

- I'd like to see what grade
he's giving me, though.

Man, I really need
to pass his class,

just to make up for how
bad I'm doing in math.

- You have to try really
hard to fail health class.

Besides, he'll pass you just
because you have nice tits.

- Oh, thanks, but I really
did fuck up on that last test

and I haven't even started
studying for tomorrow's.

- I know.

What if I distract him later?

- Yeah?

- And if you really did fuck up,

you can just look in his
computer and change your grade.

- Oh, fuck, Mel, that's
such a good idea.

Oh, let's go.

Hey, what's up?

- Hey.

- Got any cigarettes?

- You old enough to smoke?

- I'm old enough to
do a lot of things.

- Come on, Mel, we gotta go,

he's probably waiting
for us already.

- Bye, candy-man, see ya later.

(sirens blaring)

- [Lou] Here.

- Take out for Jimmy?

- Oh, yeah, I took it out.

What, a hundred bucks, right?

- You ask me that every week.

- Listen, Jizz, are you sure--

- Don't call me that.

- What?

- You know what
I'm talking about,

I asked you not to call me that.

- I only do that out of
respect for your old man.

- Yeah, well, you know I
don't like being called it.

- Yeah, I know.

Look, like I was saying,

are you sure you want me to
keep taking money out like this.

I mean, you're just flushing
your money down the toilet.

- Let me worry about that, okay?

I just wanna get
her out of there.

A deal's a deal, and I'm just
trying to hold up my end,

so nobody can say
nothing including Jimmy.

- Deal, what deal, Jimmy
don't make no deals.

- I thought you said that you
guys worked something out.

- Yeah.

Right, I'll work
something out with him.

- Good, then I'm gonna give
him every dollar he wants,

just like you said,
and she's out of there.

- Yeah, but that was a
long fucking time ago,

he probably doesn't
even remember.

Besides, whatever
amount I said he wanted

was for then not now.

You keep dragging
it out like this,

there's gonna be a lot of
fucking interest, right?

- Listen.

We don't know what
really happened in there,

I mean, for all we know,

he could've just ripped
those Ivs off in his sleep

before the boy
even got in there.

- Look, lady, I just told you,

I don't know what the hell
you're talking about, all right?

- Oh, come on, I know you
saw him, he told me you did.

- I don't give a fuck
what he told you,

I didn't see anything,

and if someone starts
asking me questions,

believe me, I'm not just gonna--

- Wait a second.

They haven't talked to you yet?

- Look, I didn't see anything
and I didn't do anything.

- Wait a second, wait
a second, just...

You think that that
guy is the victim here?

Let me tell you something.

That guy was a sick,

twisted fuck.

If you had any idea
what he did to that boy,

it would break your heart.

Trust me.

He has a lifetime of
problems ahead of him.

All he needs now is just a
felony conviction behind him,

but you do what
you think is right.

(woman sniffling)

(sad melody)

- Okay, fine, I'll
try going in tomorrow

and laying down the track,
but can we get started early,

so it doesn't take
the whole day?

Look at you, you were
such a crybaby before

and now you're acting like
you knew I'd do it all along.

- I'm not saying anything.

So, who is this fart
knuckle we're going to see?

- Oh, some new guy.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- You the guy who
asked for some company?

- Yep.

I'm Brian.

- So, Brian, show me your dick.

- [Brian] What?

- You heard me,
show me your dick.

Look, if you're a cop,
you can't show it to me.

- Ow, Jesus.

- And if I were a cop, I
couldn't touch it, got it?

So, now that we know
neither of us are cops,

how about that donation?

- What?

- The donation.

- Oh, yeah, sure.

- Just put it on the table.

- You know, you don't look
like the girl in the picture.

- You know, that's my roommate,

but she had to go somewhere,
so I came instead.

You don't like me?

- No, it's not that, you
look great, it's just...

- Is this all?

- No, why?

- Brian, this just covers
the agency, what about me?

- No, the girl on the phone
said I didn't have to tip.

- Come on, all the
girls work off of tips,

you know that, right, Brian?

- Yeah, I guess.

This is all I got.

- It's okay, I'm just gonna
hand this to my driver,

he's right outside the
door, be right back.

You just make yourself
as comfortable

as the day you were born.

- Everything okay?

- Yeah.

I'll see you in a bit.

So, Brian, you know there's
not gonna be any penetration,

right, of any kind?

I mean that, okay.

You can do whatever you want
to yourself, though, okay.

(man moaning)

Hey, you're not tripping
on anything, are you?

I really hate it when you guys
get all crazy happy on me.

- I don't do that shit.

- Okay, okay.

Just be careful, okay?

- Okay.

- Don't do that.

- I'm sorry.

- Fuck, don't do that.

- Ow, ow, ow, ow.

- [Chantel] Does
that hurt, Brian?

- Yes.

- I said, does it hurt?

- Yes, it hurts a lot.

- You gotta follow
the rules, okay?

Are those real tears?
- Yeah.

- Are you sure they're real?

- Yes, they're real.

- Ow, ow, fuck.

- I said no penetration

yet you're still trying to
show your fingers up inside me.

- What the fuck am
I paying you for?

I can't touch your
fucking pussy.

- No one touches me there.

- Oh, you want more money,
is that what this is about?

Okay, how much is this
really gonna cost?

Let's go.

- You got the wrong girl.

- I'm calling the agency

and tell 'em what a
fucking bitch you are.

Fucking bitch.

Fucking bitch.

- Was it good?

- Don't ask.

- Well, at least, it was quick.

Too bad they can't
all be that quick.

- Yeah, too bad.

(guys sighing)

- Hey, what's up?

- Hey.

- When are you guys racing next?

- I don't know.

Tonight, maybe.

You girls wanna go?

- Nah, gotta be somewhere.

- Good luck, though.

- Yeah, thanks.

- All right, later.

- Where you going?

- [Courtney] I'm just
gonna get something to eat.

- Okay.

- Hey, don't bother,
there's nothing left.

- You're such a fucking pig.

- [Mr. Garrett] I
can't believe it,

you girls are here on time.

Who's a pig?

- Keith is, he ate all
the fucking food again.

- Hey, I was hungry,
too, you know?

- Hey, come here.

Hey, I said get over here,
you, too, girls, let's go.

- Later.

- I'm sorry, I didn't
hear what you said.

You say something?

- No.

- You sure?

I didn't think so.

Come here.

I think they're right, I
think you do smell disgusting.

Maybe you are a little pig.

Hm, like a little pig,
maybe you are a little pig.

Why don't you take a shower?

And use some soap
this time, okay?

- You gonna...

You gonna join?

- No, not right
now, maybe later.

Hey.

Make sure that when everybody
leaves, you clean up, okay?

I don't want any fucking
mess inside, all right?

You guys ready?

Beautiful, let's go.

- Hey, you got those pay
stubs ready for the printer?

- Not yet.

- No, why not?

We can't miss the cutoff, Jizz.

- I know, I just gotta
fix one more thing.

- Again with the fixing things,
what are you talking about?

- Well, look at
this one, it says,

"Wanna bury your
nuts in my bush?"

Come on, you can't
bury nuts in a bush,

they grow above ground.

- Jesus fucking Christ,
I don't believe this.

- [Jaron] Believe what,
it doesn't make any sense.

- I keep telling you, they
don't gotta make sense.

Stop wasting time on
shit that doesn't matter

and doesn't make any difference,

what are you a fucking idiot?

Okay, look, I know you kept
your fucking mouth shut

about that fucking
brother of mine

even after he did
what he did to you.

I don't think he
deserved what he got,

but I don't know how I
would've reacted if it was me.

What I'm trying to
say to you is...

Don't overthink this shit.

Okay?

Just get it done.

- [Guy] Fuck.

- What's the problem?

- She ain't saying nothing.

- And what's the sign say?

- What?

- What's the fucking sign say?

You can read, can't ya?

- Yeah, I can read, it says,

"Talk to a naked girl for $1."

- Right, so what's the problem?

- I put in a $1 and
she just sat there.

- So, she just sat there?

- Yeah, she's not
even talking to me.

- That's 'cause for $1,
you get to talk to her.

You want her to talk back,
it's gonna cost you $10.

Now, get the hell out of here,
you cheap fucking bastard,

before I reach over this counter

and break your fucking neck.

- Fuck you, stupid
son of a bitch.

- Fuck 'em in the
lungs, right, Jizz?

- Come on, Paulie, I told
you not to call me that.

- Yeah, I call you that
out of respect for--

- Right, right, for my old man.

- Yeah, she's in three
like you don't know.

And do me a favor, once you're
back there, pick up a mop,

clean up six and seven, will ya?

- I don't think so, Paulie.

- [Paulie] You'll be back.

- Never again, never again.

♪ Get away from me

♪ Get away from me

♪ Get away from me

♪ Get away from me

(machine squeaking)

- You know you don't have
to put money in there.

- You gotta eat, right?

Plus it's more so Paulie
doesn't get upset.

How are you?

- You?

- Some guy went off on me
'cause his ad got fucked up.

- Again?

- Yeah, it was supposed to say,

"I'm Nick, I'll
work on your dick,"

but instead it got
printed, "Mick."

You know what the
screwed up part is?

His name isn't
even Nick or Mick,

it's like Frank or
Fred or some crap.

- I had some guy shove a
string in the tip slot before

and he wanted me to pull
it as soon as he came.

- Did you?

- What do you think?

What is that?

- Just something I saw
that made me think of you.

- That's really
sweet, is it a dove?

- I don't know, maybe
a seagull or something.

Just made me think about

how you're gonna fly
outta here one day.

- [Woman] What?

- I don't know, just...

- I look really bad, right?

- You don't look bad, you
just, you look really tired.

- Yeah, I know.

The headaches have been really
starting to bother me now.

- It's all the fucking
sanitizers they use here.

It used to give
me headaches, too.

It's getting more
intense lately.

- I fucking hate this place.

I gave Lou another
hundred dollars.

What's wrong?

- I don't know.

I can't stop thinking
about her, Jaron.

- Yeah, but you gotta stop
thinking about her all the time.

- How, how can I?

I'm half a person.

- Don't say that,
it's not like that.

- No, it's true,
I'm broken, Jaron.

And even you can't put
me back together again.

- You cannot go back
and change anything.

I mean, she made her
own choices, not you.

We all have to do things in life

we don't always
want to, you know?

- Yeah, well, maybe I shouldn't
have invited her up there.

- What?

Listen.

I am not goddamn therapist,

so I don't have to sit
here and remain unemotional

and watch while you continue
to feel guilty and responsible

for something you had
absolutely no control over.

Stop touching that
stuff and sit down.

Jesus, just sit down.

When is the light bulb
gonna go on in your head?

- What?

What, and I just walk
away and leave her there?

- I know that you
have feelings for her.

I understand that
you wanna help her,

I really do, that's fine,
just get it done, finish it.

But this job

and these

miserable scumbags that
you are dealing with

on a daily basis,

that you can walk away from.

- No, no, actually, I can't.

- Why not?

- Because I owe them.

- You don't owe them shit,

this is her deal
not yours, Jesus.

Look at me, these people are
shit, Jaron, they are shit.

And you.

You are...

Are so much better than them.

Why can't you see?

I just wish you had the, the...

- The what?

- The balls.

Do something.

- You guys both bring IDs?

- [Courtney] Yeah.

- Are they convincing?

- I mean, I guess, they always
work at the club we go to.

- Oh, yeah, great.

- I'm kinda nervous.

- Nervous?

What are you nervous about?

- I don't know.

Do you really think
he's gonna like us?

- Like you, he's
gonna love you two.

Here, take one of these.

Give one to Courtney.

- Oh, no, I'm okay.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

- How do you get this
seat to move back?

- There's a little lever on
the side, just be careful.

- Ow, fuck, get the
fuck off me, Jesus.

- It's busted.

- Oh, that's so fucking funny.

- [Melody] Sorry.

- Show me your tits.

Good, very good.

Yeah?

- Hey, Jimmy, I brought
those girls I told you about.

- Oh, good, good, yeah, bring
'em in, so I can take a look.

Have a seat over here.

Show me from the side.

Let 'em go, would you, please?

Let go of 'em, will
you, just let 'em go.

- I think my tits
are a little uneven.

- No, they look good.

- Really, I think this one's
bigger than the other one.

- No, no, what I'd just say?

Didn't I just say they
look good, didn't I?

Go knock on the door
across the hall,

tell Stevie in there

to take a couple of
pictures of you two, okay?

So, what'd you bring me?

It looks like a
couple of babies.

- This here is Courtney,
this is Melody.

- Hi, how you doing, ladies?

Nice to meet you, can
I see some IDs, please?

Oh, Jesus.

Where the hell did
you have these made?

All I can say is I hope you
didn't actually pay for 'em.

All right, come this way.

- Go ahead and show
him what you got.

(upbeat piano melody)

- Let's go have
some pictures taken.

It's all streamed live 24/7,

everything from toe
fetishes, cheerleaders,

naughty nurses, showers,

they call in, give 'em
whatever they want, right?

You know what the
biggest request is?

- [Mr. Garrett] What's that?

- They want you to
wave to the camera

and call 'em by
their name, right?

This way they know it's live.

Where you going, Tiara?

Make it quick.

She doesn't care if her kid
sees her with her legs spread

as long as he doesn't
see her smoke.

For now, we'll just start
you off with a little,

you know, non-nude
work, how's that sound?

(camera shuttering)

These classes of yours
are a fucking goldmine.

- [Mr. Garrett] Yeah,
remember last time?

- [Jimmy] In two weeks, I'll
have these two doing hardcore.

- Hi, is Balery here?

- You ever been here before?

Sign in.

It's 40 for the house

and then tips start
at the same amount

depending on what you
and the girl discuss.

Balery's shift is over,

but you can see one
of our other girls.

- Oh.

Actually, I just needed
to talk to Balery.

- Balery!

- Hey.
- [Jaron] Hi.

- I was just about to leave,

but I can stay and do a
show for you if you want.

- Oh, I actually
didn't come for a show.

I wanted to just
talk to you about

what you had mentioned earlier.

- Oh.

Pete, could you grab me
a glass of water, please?

- Yes, mistress.

- Thanks.

- Let's talk downstairs.

I hope I didn't
get you in trouble

with your boss or anything.

- It doesn't matter, he's
always yelling at me anyway.

- Really, how come?

- I don't know, I guess he
thinks I waste a lot of time

fixing all the ads and stuff.

- Wait, don't even
sit on that couch.

- He didn't hear what we were
talking about, so it's okay.

- Good, anyway, I
shouldn't have asked you

to run an ad like that.

I mean, it was just--

- I'm gonna do it for you.

- What?

- I'll do it.

- Really, you?

- I've been thinking
about it and

I think we can do it, we
just gotta plan it properly.

- Yeah, okay.

We definitely can't talk
about this here, so...

- [Jaron] Sure.

- 'Kay, I'm gonna go change.

- Here.

The new gear that
I want is in here.

- Babe, are we ever
gonna get serious?

- What are you talking about?

- You know, us.

- Yeah, yes, it's, you know,

money's obviously
an issue right now,

that's why I'm working so hard.

Listen, I'm telling you,

as soon as we can get the
really good equipment,

the amps and the
right mics, man,

and we can get the right sound,

I'm telling you, man,
we can lay this record,

and it's gonna open a lot
of fucking doors for us.

- Yeah, I know the plan, Wes,

I've heard it a million times.

- You know what,
here's what I'll do,

I'll start selling
drugs again, how's that?

Then, I can make a lot of
fucking money really quick.

- Come on, you know that's not--

- That's what I'll start doing.

I'll start fucking selling
drugs, is that what you want?

- No, that's not what I want.

Baby, you know that's
not what I mean.

I know how important
this is to you, I just,

sometimes I wish that
I meant more to you

than some amplifier.

- Give me a fucking break.

Obviously, you mean more to me
than some fucking amplifier.

We just gotta get
this record laid down.

- Yeah, okay, Wes.

I'm just, I'm telling you,

I'm getting really
sick and tired

of living out of
a rehearsal space.

I wish I could get more
of a commitment from you.

Hello?

Oh, hi.

How are you?

Of course I remember you.

Yeah, I got my stuff with me.

You know, I even got a few new
things that you might like.

Now?

Yeah, yeah, sure,
I'll be right over.

- [Wes] Who was that?

- A regular, Charlie.

You know, swim cap guy.

- He's a fucking idiot.

- He's not an idiot and he's
actually a really nice guy.

Besides.

He's rich.

- [Balery] You know, not
a lot of people come in

and they don't even get a show.

- Hey, don't take that
the wrong way, okay?

- No, I mean, you
don't think I'm pretty,

there's nothing I can
do about it, whatever.

- That's not it at all,
you're pretty, really.

- It's okay, I had a
lot of customers today,

so I was glad to get
out of there anyway.

- What?

- I don't know, it
just seems like,

at first, you were trying to
talk me out of running the ad

and now you can't wait,

so I'm just wondering,

are you trying to
fuck me over on this?

Because if that's what
you're thinking about doing,

I mean, just leaving me there

and taking all the
money for yourself.

- Do you think I would
do something like that?

Look, it's just my situation

has gotten a little complicated.

- What situation?

- Forget it, let's just say

I need some cash
quick, that's all.

- Wait.

Is someone trying to
kill you or something?

- No, it's nothing like that.

- Okay, good, 'cause
you're making it sound

like it was a matter of
life or death or something.

- Hi, can I get
you guys anything?

- Yeah, a coffee, please.

- I'll take a hot
green tea, please.

- Okay.

- Thanks.

- So, what's up with your name

and why were you so
sensitive about it earlier?

- I just don't like it.

What difference
does it make anyway?

- I don't know, I've never
met anyone named Jizz.

How'd you get it?

- It's my fucking dad's name.

He got it working at
one of these peep shows.

- Really?

- Yeah, he used to have
to clean up all the cum

from the floors in the booths.

You know, jizz in 9, jizz in 6.

Anyway, I guess I
was named after him.

- I like it.

- You do?

- Yeah, it's different.

- I think it's fucking
pathetic is what it is.

- [Jaron] What about yours?

- What?

- Well, you're name's
pretty different, too.

- You like it?

- Yeah.

- Well, you should,
you gave it to me.

- It was supposed to be
one of those ads you do,

you know, under my picture,

it was supposed to
say, "Barely legal,"

but instead of barely,
it said Balery.

- I'm always
telling my Uncle Lou

about all the
mistakes in the ads--

- No, I'm glad it happened,
been using it ever since.

Thank you.

So, is that guy
really your uncle?

- No, he's just the
brother of some guy

who used to be close to me.

- Used to be?

- Yeah, the guy's dead now.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be, he's
a fucking asshole.

He used to always try
jerking me off and stuff

when I was really young.

Before I even grew
hair down there.

- That's fucking disgusting.

- Yeah, well, they
finally took him away.

There was a big
trial and everything.

- Really?

Did you tell
everyone what he did?

- Sort of, I mean, they put
me on the stand and shit.

I was really nervous.

This fucking lawyer comes
up with this little rag doll

and he asked me to
show him on the doll

where the guy was touching me.

- That's fucking pathetic,

putting you on the
spot like that.

Did you show him?

- I wanted to.

You know, but right
as I was about to,

I saw this like worn out spot

right where the doll's
dick or pussy would be,

do you know how many kids
must've touched that exact spot

to make it all
worn out like that?

I never told them
where he touched me.

It didn't matter anyway.

The guy got really sick
and died after that.

- So?

- [Courtney] What?

- What I tell you,
you had nothing to be
nervous about, see?

- You don't think he's gonna
post those pictures, do you?

I just really don't
want my parents seeing--

- No, no, no, he
was just checking

to see what you guys look
like on video, that's all.

Besides, it's not like you
were naked or anything.

So, let's just keep this to
ourselves for a while, okay?

That way the world can
discover you two both at once.

- Yeah, all right,
I'll see ya later.

You call me.

- [Melody] I will,
I'll call you later.

- Don't forget there's a
test in class tomorrow.

- Yeah.

- [Mr. Garrett] Okay.

- [Melody] Bye.

- [Courtney] See ya.

- Was she okay?

- Yeah, I think she's
just a little bit nervous

about what grade she's
gonna get in your class.

- Yeah, she didn't do so
well on the last test.

- I know, she told me.

- Maybe you can help her out.

- What do you mean?

- Maybe you can help
your friend out a little.

How was that pill,
did the trick, huh?

- Yeah, it made me feel great.

- [Melody] Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- What else you got in here?

- Oh, gee, all
kind of fun stuff.

I mean, if you thought that
other pill made you feel good,

try a couple of these,
you won't believe it.

- [Melody] Yeah?

- Oh, yeah, they're
my favorites.

- [Melody] Okay.

- Wash 'em down with this.

- Thanks.

- Good?

- I hate that fucker
for what he did to you.

I swear to Jesus, I
think every family

has someone fucked up
who's related to them.

Mine was a real asshole, too.

- Really?

- Yeah.

It was my cousin Donny except
he wasn't really my cousin,

but anyway, he
used to make me sit

right next to him on the couch

and he'd take my hand

and he'd put it right
next to his dick,

and I could see
it getting bigger

every time he looked at me.

- God, that's fucked up.

- Yeah.

Especially because
he would do it

right where my mom
and my Aunt Pat

were in the kitchen
talking about some recipe.

I remember going to my mom
and saying what he did to me

and she just said, "Oh,
that's terrible, dear.

"Hey, Pat, how long did
you say the meatloaf

"should be in the oven for?"

Anyway, let's talk about how
we're gonna fuck up Planters.

- Who?

- Planters, you know, my
fucking loser asshole customer.

I call him that because I
ball-busted him so many times,

I swear he's got a big
bag of nuts down there.

- You sure this guy's got money?

- [Balery] Oh, yeah,
ever since I met him,

he definitely likes
to flash his cash.

- [Jaron] And whatever we
get, we're gonna split 50/50.

- Yep.

- Okay, I'm in.

When's the next time
you're gonna see him?

- Around 11.

- Tonight?

11 tonight?

- You're really gonna
like the new ones

that I got for you, Charlie.

Let's see, I've
got the white one,

and the blue one, that's
the one we used last time.

- Yeah.

- The red sparkly one
and the silver one.

Which one do you want?

- They're all so nice,
it's hard to decide.

- What about the red one?

Yeah. The red.

- The red one it is.

- No, wait.

Silver.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, it's shiny.

- Okay.

This, sir, is our
very best swim cap.

Would you mind
putting it on for me?

- Yes ma'am.

- My, that looks great on you.

- Thank you.

- Now, would you
mind coming with me?

Come on, Charlie, get
down on your knees.

You should've paid
more attention in
swim classes, Charlie,

you should've listened
to the instructor.

How come all the
other kids can swim?

How come?

- [Wes] That's it
right there, right?

- [Man] Yeah, that's it.

- That's it, baby.

- [Man] Cell phones,
cameras, anything.

- Nah, I don't need
any of that shit,

but that motherfucker
right there.

- You like that, huh?

- Hell yeah, man.

- Anything's negotiable, man.

- Yeah?

- What you got for me?

What's this?

It feels light.

- Yeah, it be all right, man,
it'll be better next month.

My girl's doing a lot
of out calls, you know?

How she doing?

- She's all right,
man, you know,

bitching about commitment like
every other fucking woman.

- You're getting married?

- No.

- Yo.

Check it out.

One of my guys just so happen

to come across this last night.

- Damn.

Can't afford this shit?

- [Man] Just trade
me your Walther.

- Fuck you, bitch,
I need my pistol.

What else, talk to
me, say something.

- [Man] Two months.

- [Wes] Fuck you, man.

- [Man] It's not
that many out calls.

- Yeah, you fucking
tell my girl that, man.

- You tell her.

- Give me that
fucking bracelet, too.

- [Man] All right, deal.

- [Wes] Damn.

- [Chantel] How come?

(Charlie gasping for air)

- [Charlie] 'Cause
they paid attention.

- That's right,
Charlie, they listen.

Next time you're gonna
learn how to swim,

isn't that right, Charlie?

- [Charlie] I'll pay
attention, I'll pay attention.

- Chantel, do you
like coming here?

- Of course I do, Charlie.

- Do you like me?

- Yeah, you're one of
the nicest guys I know.

Why?

- I just thought.

I was just wondering.

I just thought maybe.

- What is it, Charlie?

Do you want me to
give you a blowjob?

(Charlie chuckling)

- How'd you know that?

- How did I know, Jesus.

Charlie, you ask me
every time I see you.

- Oh, yeah.

- So, how was the
shower cap nut job?

- Charlie's fine.

You know, I did a little
extra dance for him,

so he gave me some more money.

Every little bit helps, right?

And they're swim
caps not shower caps.

- Whatever.

- Nice bracelet.

- Yeah, it's badass, isn't it?

- I didn't pay anything for it

if that's what the
fuck you're thinking.

- I didn't say anything.

What's that?

(Chantel laughing)

- There's your commitment.

- It's so beautiful.

- As soon as we
get a little money,

we'll go to Vegas, all right?

- Vegas?

To get married?

- Yes.

All we gotta do is
get the license.

- I love you.

I Really do.

Hey, you think the
extra money from Charlie

will help pay for it?

- Yeah.

- Baby, what's wrong?

Got it all over you.

- You taste like dick.

- What?

- You taste like dick,
you taste like dick,

did you suck his dick?

- No, what would
make you say that?

- Because you taste like dick.

- No, I did a little
extra dance for him

and he gave me some more money

and how would you know what
dick taste like anyway?

- Because I've kissed you
after you sucked my dick

and this is what you taste like.

- Hello.

Yeah, I'm the girl
in the picture.

That's right.

No, tipping isn't required.

Yeah, yeah, I think I
got an outfit like that.

Hey, where's your address?

Have you ever called me before?

Right, yeah, be right over.

- Who's that?

- It's a guy, I've
seen him once before,

he's really creepy, you know,

the one who wouldn't let me
bring the money out to you,

he was so paranoid.

- Are you talking
about that fucking guy

I almost beat the shit out of?

- You know, it's not important,

all that matters now is
that we are getting married

and I promise that from now on,

I won't do anything extra
special for anyone, but you.

I promise.

- You ready to play?

I'm gonna fuck you up
real good this time.

This one's for your left nut.

Six, you're lucky.

(Planters groaning)

That hurt?

Ready for your right?

Eight.

Ouch.

How about a good 12?

You ready?

Fuck you, I don't need
to be treated like this.

Fuck you, fuck you.

Fuck you, fuck you,
motherfucker, I hate you.

- Jesus.

- Fuck you, you can't
treat me like this.

- What are you trying to do?

You're gonna fucking
kill the guy.

- [Balery] He's fine,
he's just unconscious.

- Wait, just wait.

- Jaron, come on.

Jaron, get the fuck
out of here, come on.

Nice wallpaper, what do
all the circles mean?

- Those are the girls I
call to come over here.

- All the ones that are
circled came over here?

- Yeah.

- And?

- And what?

- And you had sex
with all of them?

- No, I didn't have
sex with any of them.

- Right.

- Seriously.

- Then what do
they come over for?

- They just come over and...

- And what?

- Forget it, we didn't
do anything, okay?

You're right, he had over
$2,000 just in his wallet.

- Really?

How much is in the bag?

How much was in the bag?

- Over $20,000.

- Oh my god.

I mean, I knew the
guy had money, but...

- It's over 11 grand a piece.

- Wow.

See, now you can afford to
have all your newspaper friends

to come over at the same time.

- I told you the
money's not for me.

- Come on, you're really gonna
give it to somebody else?

- Yeah.

- Who?

Oh, come on, tell me.

I mean, the person must
be really really special.

- Yeah, she is special,

but she's stuck in a
really fucked up situation.

- Yeah, I've been
in plenty of those.

- This is different,

but this money is gonna help
me get her out from him.

- How?

- Well, Uncle Lou knows this
guy and he set it up with him,

so he takes money out of
my paychecks every week

and after he's got all
the money he wants,

he's gonna let her go.

- Wow, so how much
have you given him?

- Around $2,000.

- How much do you
still have to give him?

- I'm not really sure.

Plus, there's gonna
be a lot of interests

because it's been taking
me so long to pay him,

but I couldn't really help it,

you know, it's all
I could afford,

but this is gonna change that.

What?

- Jaron.

Come on, I mean,
it's a fucking scam.

They're just gonna
keep taking your money,

but they're never
gonna let her go.

I'm sorry.

Maybe I'm wrong.

But if I'm right, you know?

- You think what
I'm doing is stupid.

- No, I don't think what
you're doing is stupid.

I think it's really romantic.

- You do?

- Yeah.

I mean, come on, most
guys would be like,

"Fuck you, I'm getting the hell
outta this," you know, but,

you must really care about her.

Take it.

- What?

- [Balery] Take it,
I don't want it.

- Balery, I'm not gonna take
your money, a deal's a deal.

- No, I don't need that
fucking guy's money.

I mean, all I really wanted
to do was just prove to him

that I wasn't a
worthless piece of shit

and you help me do that.

If you really think that money

is gonna help get that girl
out of there, it's worth it,

and that should be enough
including interest.

- You sure?

(car sputtering)

- How you feeling?

- Mellow as fuck.

- Good.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Sure.

- Was there...

- What?

- Well, you know.

- No?

- Is there a Mrs. Garrett?

- Yeah, there was, but...

We all make mistakes.

- Well, why do you
say it that way?

- 'Cause I was
stupid that's why.

- So, why aren't you
guys together anymore?

- Well, it's a
long story, but...

At the end of the day,

I think she just didn't
like me anymore, you know?

- Really?

- Yeah.

- So, you're all alone.

- Yeah, I'm alone.

- Is that why you're always
jacking off after school?

- What?

- Oh, come on, Mr. Garrett,

don't think we don't see
you stroking yourself.

It's okay.

We like teasing you.

- You do?

- What are you doing?

- [Mr. Garrett] Nothing.

- What are you doing?

- [Mr. Garrett]
Just relax, okay?

(indistinct whispering)

- [Melody] Stop it,
what are you doing?

- [Mr. Garrett]
Just take it easy.

- I still can't believe the way

you were going off
on that guy tonight.

He could be dead
for all you know.

- No, he's not dead.

Some house cleaner's gonna
find him in the morning

with the world's sorest nuts,

but he's gonna be too
embarrassed to tell
anybody about it.

Besides, that's the last time
he makes me do that to him.

- Well, I don't think
you should be going back

to your place anytime soon.

I mean, if he's still alive,

do you know how
pissed he's gonna be

when he finds all
his money gone?

- This is your way of getting me

to sleep with you, isn't it?

- Shut up.

(Melody crying)

- [Courtney] Mel?

- I need you.

- [Courtney] Need
me, need me for what?

Why the fuck didn't you call me?

- I need you.

Just come, please.

Wait, talk to me, Mel,
stop, what's going on?

- Shit.

(eerie tone)

No!

- No, what?

Who you talking to?

Are you okay?

Come down here, let's go
back inside, it's cold.

- Where have you been?

Are you okay?

- I don't know.

- Hey, what are
you talking about?

- Fuck.

I am so fucked up.

I remember we were
sitting in his car.

- Who, Mr. Garrett?

You were with him
this entire time?

- Yeah.

There were a lot of pills

and I looked again and there
were only a couple left.

- Shit, Mel.

- I mean,

I think he was
grabbing me and stuff.

I remember him
touching me, but...

- That fucking jerk, come
here, let me see, let me see.

Holy fuck, Mel.

- No, it's not, it's not,

it's not.
- I'm so sorry.

- [Mel] Why, you
didn't do anything.

- That's just it, I didn't
do fucking anything.

If I was with you, this
would've never have happened.

I love you so much, Mel

and I'm not gonna
let someone get away

with causing you this much pain

- Who were you
talking to out there?

- Nobody.

Just myself.

- Yourself?

And?

- [Jaron] What?

- [Balery] What were you
talking to yourself about?

- [Jaron] I don't know.

I just wish I could've
convinced myself somehow

down off the roof before she
came up and found us there.

- [Balery] Who?

- I always end up coming down
alone, he just stays up there.

What?

- [Woman] I did tell you.

- You told me what?

Okay, Balery's different.

She's not like the rest
of those fucking whores.

- [Woman] Oh, really?

- Yeah.
- How?

- I don't know, she just...

She is.

- [Woman] She just what?
- She doesn't?

- What, she doesn't
what, say it.

- Say what?

- Jesus Christ, can't
you even say it?

- Yeah, she doesn't
fucking need me, okay?

- What else?

- And i don't need her.

- Exactly.

Exactly and you don't need
to keep letting yourself

be taken advantage of.

Jaron.

You have to learn how
to be your own caretaker

before you can even think
about helping anybody else.

- He fucking raped her.

- [Boy] Yeah, that's
really fucked.

- No, the fucked thing is

is that we can't
tell anyone about it.

- Why not?

- Who we gonna
tell, her parents?

They don't fucking care.

The principal, he'll
just blame it on her

'cause he thinks she's
a fucking slut anyway.

- So, what do we do then?

- I don't know, we
have to do something,

that's why we're
talking to you guys.

- So, whatever happened to him?

- Who?

- The guy that did that to you.

- You said he got really sick.

- He got lung
cancer or something.

He was in the hospital
for a long time.

I tried, I looked at
him and I tried so hard

to feel bad for him,
but I just couldn't.

I remember hitting him as hard

as I fucking could over and over

'til the nurses came in
'cause the EKG thing went off

and pulled me away.

He died later that night.

- We gotta kill
the motherfucker.

- We can't do that.

- And why the fuck not?

- 'cause you can't just fucking
kill someone, that's why,

even if he did rape you.

What the fuck did
you expect anyways

going to that place
with him like that?

- That's fucked up.

- Look at her, what
if that was you?

- No, that would never be me,

I would never let
that motherfucker

put his fucking hands on me.

You think I'm fucking
Keith or something?

What the fuck is that?

- Okay, look, we gotta at
least scare him a little

just so he knows not to fuck
around with us ever again.

- Me and Shawn will scare
the fuck out of him.

He won't even fucking look at
you when we finish with him.

- I don't know, you guys.

I don't really
remember what happened.

- You didn't get
those fucking bruises

from just smoking with him.

He fucking got you wasted
and then raped you.

I just hope he wore a condom,

so you don't get pregnant
with his fucking baby.

- Fuck!

I can't be pregnant.

Shit!

- Look, you're not
gonna be pregnant.

- And how the fuck do you know?

- 'cause I guarantee you
he wore a fucking condom.

I mean, he's a fucking
health teacher, right?

He's always telling us
to wear condoms and shit.

You and Courtney have to
scare the fuck out of him.

- Us?

Why us?

- 'Cause he raped you.

- So?

- I don't know, I have
to think about it.

I still have to pass
his fucking class.

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

- Call Jimmy, tell him I
got over 20 grand for him,

that should cover everything
including interest.

- Jaron, what do you
mean you got 20 grand?

Where the fuck did you get that?

- What difference does it make?

Just tell him if he wants his
money to meet me at Paulie's.

- Are you fucking kidding me?

Nobody tells Jimmy what
to do or where to go.

- Well, I just did.

- [Lou] You're out of
your mind, you know that?

- I don't give a fuck
if he shows up or not,

tell him I'm taking
her either way.

- What makes you think he's
just gonna let you walk in

and take her out of
there, money or no money?

- 'Cause we made a
deal, a deal's a deal.

- Fuck!

- Let me ask you
something, Stevie,

did you make that bank drop
yesterday like you said you did?

- 20 something thousand dollar.

What?

Did you?

- [Stevie] No.

- No?
- No.

- What?

What?

Meanwhile, you let this cunt
beat the fuck out of you

while my money is just sitting
there waiting to be stolen

by this wise-ass motherfucker.

- Andy, right?

We've seen each
other once before,

you wanted me to act
all young for you?

- Yeah, maybe, how
come you don't look

like the girl in the picture?

- You know, that's my roommate,

but she's not feeling so
good, so I came instead.

- That's fucking bullshit,

you said the same
thing last time.

- That's why I
asked on the phone

and they said that they
were definitely sending

the one in the picture.

- You know, I'm sorry, I
thought you'd wanna see me

'cause I already
know what you like.

- Well, it's too
fucking late now anyway.

So, you have your stuff, you
know, the little girl outfit.

- Yeah, I got it, but you
know, I wanted to ask--

- You got those
ties for your hair,

so you can make those pigtail
things, whatever you call 'em.

- Got those, too.

- So, you remember what we
did last time then, right?

- Yes, I do, but--

- Okay, this time, I want
you to make your voice

sound like you're
really young, you know,

like maybe you're 12 or 13,

you gotta act all
teasing and shit,

and then you gotta
pretend like you're crying

while I'm holding you down.

- You know, that's what I
wanted to talk to you about.

- What?

- I don't really wanna do that.

I think it would be

a lot better.
- Well, fuck it then.

Look, if you don't
wanna do my fantasy,

just get the fuck out.

- [Mr.Garrett] So,
you're okay, right?

- Yeah.

I mean, at first, I was
a little freaked out,

but you know, it's kinda
funny how fucked up I was.

- Yeah, you were really
out of it, weren't you?

- So, Melody says
maybe there's a way

that we can help our
grades in your class.

- Oh, yeah?

So, what do you
girls have in mind?

- Well, don't you
keep the grades

back here in your computer?

- That's right, I do.

- Well, what if somehow
you were distracted

and then somehow
they were changed?

- Well, I guess, if
I wasn't aware of it,

then I'd just have
to go with the grade

that was on my computer.

- [Melody] You like
that, Mr. Garrett?

- Yeah.

I do, I like that very much,

How'd you get those
bruises, though?

- I'm not really sure.

- Well, I'm sure they'll be
gone in a couple of days.

- Hey, Paulie.

- How you doing, Jizz?

So, you got a new dancer for me?

- No, that's for Jimmy,
there's over 20 grand in there.

I'm going to get Tara now.

- You what?

- Jimmy knows all about it,
Paulie, he said it's okay.

- Well, you're gonna have
to take that up with Jimmy.

I don't know nothing
about you leaving

with any of our girls.

- Okay, I'll give
it to him myself.

I'm still leaving with her.

Come on.

- Hey, Jimmy, it's Paulie.

- Hey, I gotta
tell you something.

- What's that?

- Nothing, just don't
say anything, okay?

- Don't worry, I won't
tell her how we met,

I'll just say we're
friends, it's okay.

- It's not that.

Can we just get in
and out of here?

- I'm sorry.

Why don't you just give
me the cancellation fee

and I'll leave?

- What, no, we haven't
even done anything yet?

Who the fuck are you calling?

- My driver, you don't
want me waiting for him

outside of your place, do you?

I'm just gonna call him and
tell him to come get me.

- [Wes] Yeah, you okay?

- No, actually, he
wants me to leave,

and he doesn't wanna pay
the cancellation fee.

- [Wes] That fucker,
I'm coming in.

- No, wait.

- Let me talk to your driver.

- Hold on, he wants
to talk to you.

- Hello.

- [Wes] Hey, look, if you
don't want her to stay,

just give her $100
and she'll leave.

- $100, are you fucking kidding?

- [Wes] It's the
cancellation fee.

- I already told her I'm not
paying the cancellation fee,

she's not even the
girl in the picture.

- [Wes] All right, look,

if you don't wanna cover
her on the cancellation,

then at least give her some
money for gas, all right?

She drove all the way over
there to see you, right?

- I'll give her 10 fucking
dollars, that's it.

- I'm just gonna get
some gas money and go.

- [Wes] No, you know what,
fuck that little cheap prick,

I'm coming up to
the door right now.

- No, Wes, I really don't
think that that's a good idea.

- Yeah, here's your
fucking gas money.

- Come on, Andy, you can
do better than that for me.

- Who the fuck is that there?

- It's just my driver.

- [Wes] Hey, man, come on,
open the door, it's the driver.

(dog snarling)

Come on, I just wanna make
sure the girl's all right.

- No, I am not
gonna open the door

and keep your fucking
dog away from me.

- Hey, I've got an idea.

- You do?

- Yeah, seeing that you
like panties so much,

why don't we both take ours off

and then you can try and
guess which one's Melody's

and which one's mine,

but you have to keep
your eyes closed

and used your other senses,

but you can take
as long as you want

'cause while you're
trying to figure out

which panties are which,

I'm just gonna be
checking my grade.

- Are you ready, Mr. Garrett?

- Yeah, I'm ready.

- Close your eyes and lean back.

'Kay, now I'm gonna put

the first pair of
panties on your face.

Now, I'm gonna put the
second pair on you, too.

- She works here?

- You said you weren't
gonna say anything?

- What are you doing
back here and who's that?

- I took care of everything

and she's just a
friend here to help.

- Helping you with what?

- Today's the day we're
gonna get you outta here?

- You're just gonna
walk out of here?

- I told you I took
care of everything,

just don't worry about it,
we'll talk about it later.

Let's go.

- Holy shit.

- Oh!

- Fuck, are you okay?

- Oh, Jesus.

- I'm sorry, are you okay?

- Slow down, Jaron.

- It's okay, see you, Paulie.

- Oh, Jesus Christ, Jizz,
I'm glad I caught you.

- Stop fucking calling me that.

- I'm sorry, listen,
Jaron, you can't do this.

- Why not?

I gotta get her out of
here, she's fucking hurting.

Just give this to Jimmy for me,

tell him it's the
rest of his money.

- The rest of what
fucking money?

- What the fuck?

- Fuck, it's him.

- You little fucking whore,

where's my fucking money, bitch?

- You wanted me
to do that to you.

- [Jimmy] You know here?

- That's the bitch
that fucked me up.

- [Balery] Fuck you,
you sick motherfucker.

- You're the one
that tied him up

and punched him in the
nuts 'til he passed out,

that was you?

- She fucking stole
that money from me

and then she fucking left
me in that fucking room,

that's fucking bullshit, Jimmy.

- Shut up, all right, enough.

- Jimmy, this is the rest
of the money, I owe you,

can you just take
it, so we can leave?

- Let me understand this here,

you wanna give me $20,000
of my own fucking money

for this fucking
freak of nature here?

- And the money Uncle
Lou's been giving you

from my paychecks.

- Jimmy, I was gonna tell you,

I swear I was gonna tell you.

- You fuck.

- What the fuck
is wrong with you?

- I just wanna help her, Jimmy.

- But you fucked up.

- All right, I'm not
giving her any money

'cause the bitch didn't
do anything I wanted.

- Hey, man, come on, look, just
give her some money for gas.

- Yeah, I tried to
giver her 10 bucks,

she wanted more, now I'm
not gonna give her anything.

- All right, then
fuck the money,

just open the goddamn
door, let me get the girl.

- You know, it's
really not a big deal.

- Shut the fuck up.

- Wait, don't,
wait, please don't.

Wait, Wes!

(gun firing)

Fuck, no, fuck!

(man screaming)

Please, don't.

Oh god, oh god.

Please, don't die.

Don't, please, just please
don't, somebody help him.

- Normally, I'd have you
taken out back and whacked

for this kinda shit,

but apparently, you and
me, we had a deal, right?

And you held up your end of it

which is the honorable
fucking thing to do,

but you fucked up.

Take her and disappear.

I don't ever wanna see your
faces ever around here again,

you hear me?

Ever, come on, get the
fuck out of my office.

- Fuck, we did it.

- Okay, now what?

- [Courtney] I don't know.

- [Dispatcher] Calm down,
sir, where are you located?

- I don't know,
out on the street,

all right, here he comes.

- [Dispatcher] Units needed,

possible dog attack in
progress, please respond.

(sirens blaring)

- And there's a guy, I
don't know what happened,

I think I killed him.

- [Dispatcher] Sir, what
do you mean killed him?

All right, sir,
help is on the way.

What's wrong, ma'am?
- [Chantel] He's dying.

- [Dispatcher] Stay calm.

- [Chantel] Please,
you gotta help.

- [Dispatcher] It'll be
okay, help is coming.

- [Courtney] Pull his dick out.

- What?

- Take his dick
out of his pants.

- [Melody] Why?
- Just do it, do it, hurry.

- What are you doing?

- Trust me, when he
wakes up and sees this,

he'll never wanna
fuck with us again.

- [Cop] Fucking dog.

- Fuck!

(car honking)

pull him over, pull him over.

Pull him fucking over.

- I can't, he's too heavy.

- Fuck, Melody.

- [Melody] Oh my god.

- He's fucking dying.

- Jaron, she doesn't
look so good.

- [Dispatcher] What
happened to him?

- [Melody] I don't fucking know.

- [Dispatcher] What do
you mean you don't know,

what happened to him?

- [Melody] We accidentally

cut his fucking
balls off, all right?

- Code six.

Fucking dog.

Shit.

- He's fucking dying, we gotta
get the fuck out of here.

(suspenseful melody)

- Don't, please.

Please, there's an ambulance,

there's an ambulance
right there, please, Wes.

- Lady.

- So, you wanna go see
a movie or something?

- Sure.

Just as long as it's
something scary you know,

not some brown-eyed
crap for kids.

♪ This is you

♪ This is me

♪ No one understands

♪ This is you

♪ And this is me

♪ No one understands

♪ What is this I've become

♪ As memory fades

♪ You left me years ago

♪ Where the sky

♪ And the snow turn red

♪ And this is me

♪ This is you

♪ And this is me

♪ No one understands

♪ This is why I've waited

♪ To retrace a certain voice

♪ Summer's winter's cure

♪ Somewhere through the years

♪ I replaced a certain pain

♪ And summer's winter's cure

♪ Yet I remain