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男：（通过广播）现在保持冷静 在那里，新奥尔良。
这将是 今天又热了。
他们期待着 水星指数将上升到106！
没错，伙计们 天气太热得睡不着，
太热而不能工作，
当然也是 真是太棒了！
笑的
噢，先生， 我不知道。
嗯，它从来都不太热 给你的女士做一个甜蜜的爱。
（电话哔哔声）
女人：你好吗？ -嘿，宝贝。
嘿。 -，我得到了一些坏消息。
我就得去工作了 今晚再来一次。
宝贝，那是 这是本周第三次。
我知道，我知道。
但是，嘿，我重新安排 德马科在周六晚上。
是的，这很好。
嘿，你在一家餐馆里吗？
是的，我刚走了 进入女洗手间
-稍微清新一下。 -Sam：好吧，好吧。
我知道这很糟糕， 但你同意这个吗？
不是真的，但还有什么呢 我要去做了吗？
上帝知道我们需要钱。
我听到了。
嗯，我应该回家了 在11。
会很好的 如果你愿意等我的话。
为什么？ -，因为我只是想这么做
做一些非常甜蜜的事情 给你，宝贝。
我们说话有多糟糕？
你还记得比洛克西吗？
嗯，我喜欢它当 你对我坏了，萨米。
结婚纪念日快乐，宝贝女孩，
我真心实意地爱着你。
我也爱你。
-稍后见。 -再见，宝贝。
（点击电话关闭）
颤动
-萝拉：嘿，山姆。 -嗯，嘿，萝拉。
你今天过得怎么样，女孩？
我很好。
我看到吉米终于让我了 你走出那个办公室吧？
是啊，我不认为那个人 非常喜欢我。
在我看来， 你总是会
在那个办公室工作， 因为他喜欢看你。
呻吟
是的，你可能是 这是正确的。
咯咯地笑
（电话振动）
这是塞缪尔·杜比利。
嘿，你们都怎么样？
好，好。
他们会为我准备好吗 1点钟前车？
好吧，我不知道， 只是一些真正漂亮的东西。
嘿，菊花 郁金香，它们漂亮吗？
耳语的 是的，是的！
好吧，菊花 还有郁金香，那就行。
Mm-hmm.
哦，嘿， 你有黑巧克力吗？
你会扔一个吗 里面有一盒盒的东西？
是啊，她很喜欢这些东西。
今天是我们的 一年周年纪念。
好吧，露西，我会的 再见了吗，好吗？
再见
我不是故意的 偷听或不听，
但这太甜蜜了。
哦，好吧，谢谢。
我只希望阿什利 喜欢他们，你知道。
哦，她会的 你的妻子是个非常幸运的女孩。
哦，她不是那个幸运儿，
她真漂亮
而且像山核桃一样甜。
我是幸运的。
好了，恭喜你。
非常感谢你，匈奴。 谢谢，谢谢。
你很可爱，亲爱的。
你们以后都有很大的计划吗？
嗯，我们应该这么做 今晚要去德马科餐厅。
不错。
是的，真的很好。
她一直想去 在那里待了很长一段时间。
我们有预订， 但我不得不取消了它。
哦。
带着他们所有 裁员和其他事情，
吉米找到我了 工作双倍，所以..。
你不是告诉他吗 这是你的周年纪念日吗？
不，因为我 买了我的新卡车
我们刚搬进去了 湖边的新房子，
这是一笔很多的钱，你知道吗？
-我住在湖边。 -离开这里吧！
是啊，就在购物中心旁边。
萨姆：真的吗？ -Lola：是的。
嘿，吉米。
咯咯地笑
他打了。
他在敲屁股。
看看他们， 他们总是在调情，
这是公司的政策吗？
泰隆，他们是两个 在这个世界上，男人的类型。
有些人有工作，
而那些有工作的人，
现在你是哪种类型的人呢？
我有工作。
山姆：那好吧， 对我来说就是这样。
你今天过得很愉快。
好吧，嘿，呃，萨姆？
它应该是 今天真的很热，
所以试着保持冷静吧？
听你说亲爱的 我以后会找你的。
再见，山姆。
有没有什么 我能帮你的忙吗？
你还有这个单位吗？
让我看看这里。
现在，我们一直在卖这个 一个像最近的热蛋糕。
打赌你有。
嗯，这是两个 过道，12点。
你要给我准备好吗 带你去那里吗？
你总是这么有帮助吗？
你总是带着那个微笑吗？
在南方航空公司 我们总是面带微笑。
斯科特小姐 这是我的荣幸。
谢谢你， 助理经理山姆·杜普利。
（卡车发动机咆哮）
♪（音乐通过收音机播放）♪
妈的，妈的！
叹息
狗娘养的。
（儿童玩耍）
吹笛
叹息
呼出
以鼻吸气
（电话哔哔声）
（远处的电话铃声已响）
呻吟
重击
呻吟
（弹枪）
尖叫的
-等等，等等，等，等等，不！ -女人：萨米，萨米！
等等，等等，等等，不！
炮火
不，萨米，萨米！
萨米，不，不，不！
炮火
（涂漆气体）
（脚步声下降 楼梯）
（叹了口气）
（枪响）
呻吟
尖叫的
人：哦，该死的！ 哦，屎，不，不，不！
妈的，妈的。
嘿，没有必要 所有这些，来吧，伙计。
我很抱歉 我搞砸了，好吗？
别恨我。
来吧，伙计。
请说点什么，继续说吧。
山姆，对吧？
你的名字不是山姆吗？
好吧，只是我是第一个 承认这一点的人。
这太可怕了，这是真的 一个不幸的事件。
我承认这非常非常。
但没有必要这样做 以暴力结束，山姆。
我可以只是把我的 然后我就可以去了。
山姆：你知道吗？
你们为什么不都坐着呢 对不起，屁股下在这里。
来吧，伙计。
山姆：我看起来怎么样 就像我在玩？
坐下坐！
他妈的！
哮
发出咔哒声
生日快乐，宝贝。
树枝低垂的
你在撕我的心。
哭
你打破了 我他妈的心。
请尽量原谅我。
什么 我做错了什么？
我赚的钱够多了。
我工作太多了 妈的，女人，
我他妈的做了什么？
我需要一些答案。
让我们从你开始，有力。
你多长时间了 他妈的我的妻子？
你为什么要这么做，山姆？
我不会跟你说话的。
你知道这是什么吗？
节拍器。
如你所知， 这里应该是
帮助你保持时间。
它并不是真的 不过是为狗屎工作的。
我用它来让我入睡。
问题是，这是这里吗？
这会让你们都睡着的。
（节拍器滴答声）
因为当这 在这里停止跳动，
如果我没有得到答案的话。 （模仿射击）
游戏结束。
我在等着，邦奇。
你想知道什么？
我想知道要等多久 你一直在操我的妻子！
好吧，我在工作 和你在一起..。
萨姆：回答这个问题。
也许你需要 你自己喝一杯，对吧？
我能理解。
好吧，继续，
我已经知道在哪里了 你的嘴。
好了，这就够了。 把它还给你。
来吧。
好吧，我在等着，邦奇。
桃子和我相遇了 大约六个星期前。
你他妈的 六个星期？
不不不不 不是这样的。
我们只是亲密的 大约几次。
哦？
只是好几次，对吧？
就是这样，伙计。
山姆：只有几次，对吧？
是的，只是有好几次了。
所以很多 我们说话的时候，嗯？
两次以上？
我不知道
你有多少次了 去我的妻子，该死的！
就像是 三四次，
大概是三到四次， 耶稣他妈的基督，伙计。
让我..。 -山姆：看到了吗？
现在我们到了某个地方 因为现在我们在交流。
你总是在我家操她吗？
在我的床上？
除了第一次。
第一次是在一家酒店里。
停止这个，萨米，请停止。
女人，我是一个火线 是固定的打击。
你别再打断我了。
你在说？
我不记得了。
嗯，这是一些关于 你在旅馆里操我的妻子，
我相信
是的。
第一次是在酒店里。
你会怎么见面？
在线
联机，对吧？
“哦，别担心，萨米，宝贝。
我只是在和老家伙重新联系 和我上高中的朋友们在一起。”
你还记得 他妈的屁话。
嗯？
所以，告诉我，庞奇。
你去了吗 和我妻子一起上高中吗？
该死的。
我怪自己。
不，萨米，宝贝。
这不是你的错。
我只是，我被搞砸了。
接下来发生了什么，
在你和我的妻子之后
成为网络朋友吗？
哦，该死。
你结婚了吗？
是的。
多久？
十年。
十年？
是的。
你有孩子吗？
我有个小男孩。
我妻子在路上遇到了一个女孩。
恭喜你，Punchy。
我认为，
结婚了，就别这样 别再他妈的了。
你看到这个小东西了吗 这里有一带银色的吗？
只是个该死的 化妆品，不是吗？
（金属碰撞）
树枝低垂的
你为什么不讲完呢 关于你和桃子。
我们在一个晚上见面。
一件事引出了另一件事。
那是第一次。
怎么样了
H.. 你是怎么说的？
我想知道是什么 就像和我老婆做爱一样。
山米，别这样。
我受不了了。
我有个消息要告诉你，宝贝。
我们才刚刚开始。
我们还没来得及 好的一面。
继续。
没关系。
好吧？
妈的，我知道为什么 事实上，这太糟糕了
比“好吧”好得多。
好吧，太棒了。
你想让我说什么？
她得到了一些很好的东西 她身上有私处，不是吗？
所以，告诉我。
你和她上床了吗？
来吧,伙计.
你对我做了什么 老婆在屁股里？
是
她喜欢吗？
我不知道 你可以问问你的妻子。
是啊，你来过 拥有自己
美好的时光 我的妻子，不是吗？
她吸你的阴茎？
她做那点小事 用舌头干什么？
你知道我在说什么。
嗯，哦，是的，桃子。
哦，桃子有嘴了 她不是都这样吗？
抱怨
看来你的记忆有问题 不那么好，Punchy。
你知道吗？
我也许可以帮忙 你回忆你的记忆。
嘿，宝贝。
看起来是你男朋友 记不清
无论 你脑袋很好用。
你为什么不去那边？
提醒他。
啜泣声 什么
你去死吧，山米 我不会那样做的。
哦，是的，你是。
不，山米。
你只需要一个 他妈的杀了我。
好吧，我想 这就是再见。
桃子：天哪。
山米，你真好 要射杀我吗？
你认为呢？
来吧。
站好，拳击手。
湿透的
站好，拳击手！
这他妈的太恶心了，伙计！
这就是你离开的方式吗？
看看光明的一面。
至少你还活着。
你们俩。
哭
好吧，亲爱的。 把它放进嘴里就行了。
我就假装我不在这里。
你知道的。
就像你以前做的那样。
湿透的
是的，你喜欢那样吗？
（电话铃声）
宝贝，那可能是我的老板了。
我得回去 去餐厅，
他没有人 覆盖我的轮班。
好吧，你应该 以前也想过。
坚持下去！ 不要停止！
进去吧！
你好吗？
是的，这是她的丈夫。
哦，她已经决定了
她不会来的 今天就回去工作。
哦，不，先生，我们。
我们有点在中间 家庭危机。
哦，不，不，不，不。
一切都会好起来的。
很好。
好的，再见。
这一切都回来了吗 你现在，混蛋？
嗯？
是的。
你说了你的观点。
她现在可以停下来了。
那里，那里，桃子。
喝光了。
我读到了 前几天的文章。
现在，他们在一次就做了这项研究 他们是很有天赋的大学。
显然是他们发现了
吞咽精液 让女人快乐。
亲爱的，你现在开心吗？
你可以感谢我。
被套料
几个晚上回来了。
不能睡觉。
所以我在看这个 和德尼罗一起的老秀。
不记得这个名字了。
他就在这部分
用出租车来接这个家伙。
小伙子叫他开车送他去
这间公寓 建造和公园。
他不会出去的。
只要保持仪表的运行。
然后，小伙子就这样说 不是他的公寓楼。
但是那个半裸的女人
站在窗口，
那是他的妻子。
Fella接着说，“你 知道谁住在这里吗？”
尼罗不回答。
费拉说， “黑鬼住在这里。”
然后他继续说到了 他怎么杀他的妻子。
他说：“我要杀了她。”
我要杀了她 用一把44口径的手枪。万能手枪。
你知道什么是44岁的镁质吗 会影响一个女人的脸吗？
它会摧毁它的， 把它炸开。
现在你知道什么是44。镁 会影响一个女人的阴部吗？”
我得说，它很漂亮 他妈的令人不安。
不过，这让我开始思考。
我该怎么办？
我的意思是
我得到了一个漂亮的 强大的枪。
我不想象我会是 这么快就回答了这个问题。
现在，你知道我不是永远不会
我没有向任何女人伸出手来。
你让我进入了这种情况，
它把一切都带到
防止我挤压 这个触发器。
（枪响）
你不会知道有多糟糕的 我想看你会流血的。
但你没必要这么做，宝贝。
我们可以解决这个问题，好吗？
我搞得一团糟。
但我爱你。
穿过我的心，我愿意。
我相信你 还爱我。
上帝啊，灰烬，我想相信这个
我心里没有它 杀死一个混蛋。
我真的这么认为。
我现在的感觉怎么样？
我差点儿就死了 无所不能。
Taxi Driver.
你说了什么？
这就是那个的名字 你所说的电影。
Taxi Driver.
你他妈是谁？
-我叫... -闭嘴！
美国运通黑卡。
该死。
铂金大师卡。
Damien Dexter Jackson。
该死的一定很好。
我从来没有
没有白金就别提了。
让我们看看我们还能做什么 可以查到那个人
那他妈的搞了我老婆
整整六个星期。
该死的，Punchy。
这可太多了 到处都是现金，对吧？
Ooh, ooh.
你是个毒贩子什么的？ Hmm?
你个该死的毒贩子 不要脸的家伙
当然不是。
妈的，你呢 付钱给我的妻子做爱？
不，我不是 这太荒谬了，伙计。
- Ashley：等等，等等... -该死的，阿什利！
等等，等等，等等，宝贝， 让我来解释一下...
他付钱给你做爱吗？
不，不是这样的。
这是贷款，好吗？
贷款干什么？
宝贝，你知道 你总是这样
继续说下去 想要一把新吉他吗？
他们正在这么做 老时光的大型促销活动，
我正准备去找你
作为一个新的人 周年纪念礼物，好吗？
但我只是个 所以，
你知道，我只是想这么做 做点什么让你开心。
But I ain't never borrowed money from him before.
I pl... I planned to pay him back.
How you gonna pay him back?
With his dick in your mouth?
I know you're real angry now,
but you ain't gotta be so god damn mean.
I got a raise coming soon.
I'm gonna pay him back.
I just wanted to do something real nice for you, Sammy.
Don't you fucking move!
(breathing heavily)
Fuck, Ashley, fuck the god damn guitar!
All I ever wanted
was a good woman.
Oh, I'm good.
I'm good, Sammy.
I'm good, baby.
You earned it.
USAF Major.
Damien Jackson.
You in the service?
Got out a few years back.
I'm a reservist, now.
So I guess you're used to
having a gun pointed at ya, huh?
I don't think you ever grow accustomed to
somebody pointing guns at you, no.
But that wasn't my experience.
I flew jets.
Like, Top Gun type shit?
No, bombers.
Don't tell me you flew the B-1.
Yeah, actually, I did.
Stationed not too far from here.
Barksdale?
That's the one.
Oh, man, I grew up in Bossier City,
right near that base.
I didn't know that, Sammy.
You know, kinda makes sense that
you were a bomber pilot and all.
- How's that? - All you flyboys,
all ya'll do is drop your bombs
from way up in the sky.
And then run off and hide in them clouds.
Leaving a mess for everybody else to clean up.
That's not quite how I'd put it.
I got news for ya.
This time, you gonna see the mess firsthand, Punchy.
(metronome ticking)
So, uh, they give you one of them nicknames?
Tactical call signs, what it's called.
Flash Jackson.
People just call me Flash.
Flash.
(snickering)
Said you fly for Southern?
I ain't never seen no nose ring wearing,
tatted up airline pilot before.
I guess Peaches just needs to
get herself an upgrade.
I wanted to be a fighter pilot once.
Took that damn ASVAB test a few times,
but I couldn't score high enough to
get into the Air Force or the Navy.
Just guess I'm not smart like you.
You're still relatively young, you know?
It's not too late, I mean, those things are all political.
I didn't know you wanted to be a pilot, Sammy.
Well, I guess there's a whole lot that
we don't know about each other.
Peaches.
Damien: Sammy, I mean,
if that's something that you're still interested in,
I can make a call, I mean,
there's people that owe me favors.
You'd do that for me?
I would, I really would.
No, thank you.
You ain't talking your way outta this shit.
(ticking)
What's your wife's name?
I'm gettin' real sick and tired of repeatin' myself.
Jasmine.
Sam: Jasmine.
That's a real pretty name.
What's wrong with her?
Nothin'.
She's great.
So, why you fuckin' my wife?
What would Jasmine say if she were here, right now?
Probably be pretty pissed.
Would she leave you?
Probably not.
My wife knows I got a problem,
and we're working on it,
I'm trying to fix it.
Oh, I don't give a fuck about what you fixin' to do.
It's what you done already did here,
that you're gonna have to pay for.
Damien: Look, God damn, Sam, we're all grownups, okay?
I didn't force your wife to fuck me.
It was mutual.
And it was wrong.
And I am sorry.
And obviously your wife is sorry.
And you're mad as hell, and you have every right to be.
But Sam, this is life.
This kinda shit happens from time to time.
You just gotta pick up the pieces
and learn from this shit, man, and just move on.
I ain't no marriage counselor or nothin' like that,
but I mean, I think it's plain to see that
this is between you and your wife.
I mean, with all due respect...
What you think you're doin'?
Sammy, Sammy!
God damn it, Sam!
This is gettin' ridiculous!
Either you fucking shoot me, or you let me go!
I'm not gonna just sit here and be humiliated by you.
You come to my house,
and you fuck my wife on my anniversary,
and you talking about humiliation!?
Didn't you know something like this could happen?
I fucking did, man, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I never meant to hurt you guys,
I never meant to hurt you, man.
Oh, you hurt people.
And hurt people, hurt people.
(metronome ticking)
You read The Bible, Sam?
Yes, I do.
You?
I wouldn't call myself, for lack of a better phrase,
like, all Christian or nothin' like that,
but my momma took me to church every Sunday.
Every Sunday, and I think some of it rubbed off on me.
I remember hearing that vengeance belonged to God.
Vengeance only perpetuates more vengeance.
And on again, and on again until
somebody just has the strength to say stop.
"The wrong done to me, I will not avenge."
Does that sound familiar to you?
"Avenge not yourselves,
give unto wrath,
for it is written that vengeance is mine!
I will repay, sayeth the Lord."
Romans, chapter 12, verse 19.
See, this here?
I don't see this as revenge.
Revenge would be me going to
your house
and fucking your pregnant wife,
until she could hardly breathe.
This?
This here is justice.
And I do believe the good Lord will be on my side.
Exodus 20:13.
Boy, heathen,
(metronome ticking)
you should do know your way around the good book.
But it's Exodus chapter 20, verse 14
you gots to worry about.
See, ya'll keep saying ya'll sorry.
But you ain't sorry.
You only sorry that you got caught.
It's time that ya'll deal with
the consequences of your actions.
I got some money.
Everybody's hurting for money these days, right?
I mean, what you need?
A thousand? Five thousand?
Just name your price, man, just don't take my life,
I got a fuckin' family, please, Sam.
A hundred thousand.
That's more difficult, but I can get it.
I can get you that money.
I have to call my banker,
I could have him wire the money tonight.
He could wire the money tonight.
I just use that phone, I get you that money.
Just let me use that phone, I'll get you that money.
Get your ass back, motherfucker!
Come on, man.
You think I want your money?
Huh?
You can't buy your way out of this shit.
When you dipped your dick into my wife,
you stole something from me.
You took a piece of my pride.
Every time I look at her,
I'm gonna see you.
- (whimpering) - Sam: Huh?
(crying)
Now, tell me.
What's the penalty for that?
Damien: I don't know!
What's the price for that?
I don't know, but it shouldn't be death.
Well, fortunately, the good Lord is on my side.
You see, the good book says,
any man who commits adultery
shall be put to death.
Leviticus, chapter 20, verse ten.
Ashley: Baby.
Baby, put the gun to me.
Come on.
It ain't his fault.
It's my fault.
I'm the bad one.
Good, good, good!
Okay.
Talk to me.
Talk to me, forget about him.
Talk to me.
Go on, Damien, get out of here.
- (gunfire) - (screaming)
God damn it!
The fuck is wrong with you, man!
(sobbing)
Ya'll just don't seem to understand.
Gonna point this out for you.
I am judge.
I am jury.
And I am the executioner.
So whoever dies here today,
it's my choice.
(metronome ticking)
Jimmy: How's it going?
Lola: It's going.
I haven't seen your boyfriend in a while.
He's not my boyfriend.
Sammy's a happily married man.
He's married?
(laughter)
- Happily. - Yeah.
Where is he?
I don't know,
haven't seen him since just before lunch.
He better not still be at lunch.
Well, when you see him,
tell him I'd like to have a word with him.
Sure thing.
And, uh, when you're done here,
I'm gonna need ya over on aisle seven.
No problem.
You're doing a great job, Lola.
You keep up the good work,
you're gonna go places in this company.
Okay, thanks.
Sam: You always cheat on your wife?
Or you'd always fuck other men's wives, what is it?
I didn't lose my virginity until I was 18.
I had to pay a hooker for that.
I married the first girl that actually liked me for me.
Probably got married too early.
I don't know.
That's a touchin' little tale you got there,
but I still see you as a
self-absorbed asshole.
Damn it, Punchy.
(keys jingle)
What you doin' with two phones, Punchy, hmm?
One of 'em's your throwaway for the whores, isn't it?
Bet you your wife ain't got that one, does she?
Wonder which number you got.
(phone beeping)
(phone ringing)
Look at that, Peaches.
Look at that.
Now you know what he thinks of ya.
Just one of his little whores.
You think you got it all figured out, huh?
You got everythin'.
Guess that this ain't enough for some folks, though, huh?
You got all them nice things.
Is that what my wife is to ya, huh?
She's a friend.
She can't be your friend.
You don't even know her name.
I know when ya'll first met, she was married.
I also know when you started fuckin' her,
she was still married.
I know what you're thinkin'.
We the same.
That loser used to beat the piss outta her.
I saved her.
That marriage was over when I came into it.
Why, 'cause you say it was?
Tell him, Ashley.
Tell him I saved you.
You did, Sam.
Yeah, he did save me.
He did.
No, we ain't the same.
Yes, you are.
I am not like you!
He beat her!
Damien: And that's horrible.
I mean, but the state of
Louisiana says she was still married.
This makes you an adulterer, Sam.
Just like me.
No better, no worse.
You gotta accept that.
We the same.
You can fuck with my life,
and you can humiliate me,
you can hit me.
You can even kill me.
But it ain't gonna change the fact that you are me.
Probably never'd been together if
you hadn't fucking run on your old man.
I just, I couldn't help it.
I just couldn't stop thinkin' about you.
I couldn't.
I couldn't sleep, I couldn't do nothin'.
I couldn't even think.
And I always felt like you felt the same way about me.
(crying)
I do, Sammy.
I do.
I did this to myself.
You know,
my step daddy,
he was a dumb shit, he didn't know much,
but one thing he did always say
was that
a leopard can't change his spots.
That's one thing he was right about.
We are what we are.
And that's that.
(metronome ticking)
And you got so many women in here.
Why'd you have to take my girl, too?
Fuck it, man.
You're gonna kill me anyway, I'll tell you the truth.
Because I could.
Ashley: God damn it, Damien.
Why'd you have to say that?
Don't you see what this is doing to him?
What it's doing to him?
He's got the fucking gun.
Just stop!
You know, I'm getting real sick of people like you.
The takers.
All ya'll do with your money and your smarts,
you take advantage of the weak and stupid.
I got news for ya.
I ain't weak.
And I ain't no idiot, neither.
Oh, Sam.
You're the judge.
You're the jury.
And the executioner.
You know, you smartass motherfucker.
Did you grow up in Mandeville?
Go to Trinity Prep?
You one of them motherfuckers over there?
Hollygrove.
Sam: Hollygrove, huh?
You ain't nothin' like them folks.
I work with some of them folks.
Coming from you, Sam, I take that as a compliment.
No.
They different from you in a really good way.
Them folks is decent.
Them folks is God-fearing.
- They ain't like you. - (Damien tuts)
You really come up in Hollygrove?
What is that, just something you said to my wife?
So you'd get close to her and fuck her?
It's not really something I'm proud of, so, no.
It's not something I say for women to fuck me.
I came up hard, Sam.
Real hard.
You ashamed?
Well, you might be too.
I was that nerdy kid.
Some cheap-ass glasses that everybody picked on,
got his ass kicked a couple times a week.
(scoffs)
No big brothers, no cousins, no family.
No friends.
Nobody had my back.
Just me and my momma.
And she was 16 when she had me, so...
You know, we just had to look out for each other.
She did what she could.
What about your daddy?
He's a weak fuck.
He was a piece of shit.
Fucking coward.
They said they'd say to him he was like a,
he was my momma's high school teacher.
(thudding)
She wasn't a whore, though.
She was just confused, you know?
Got taken advantage of.
He had family across town, so, he, know,
what about her, basically, right?
But my momma did fine.
(phone buzzing)
- Sam: Hello? - Hey, Sam, it's Lola.
Sam, are you okay?
You don't sound right.
No, no, it's gotta be the connection.
Okay.
Well, Jimmy's looking for you.
When you coming back to work?
I... I'm not sure.
I had a home invasion.
Oh, my God, is everything okay?
No, it's not, but it's goin' to be okay.
What should I tell Jimmy?
Just tell him I'm not coming back to work today.
Tell him I got a critter problem I'm dealing with.
- A what? - Sam: Critter problem.
This real big motherfucker got up in my house
and just made a mess of everything.
Oh, my God, what is it?
Not sure.
But I aim to kill it.
Lola: God. (chuckles)
Well, I'll let Jimmy know, but,
you really should give him a call, though.
Okay.
Hey, Lola.
Thank you.
Lola: No problem, Sammy.
Just call me if you need anything.
Okay.
- Lola: Bye. - Bye.
(phone beeping)
(crashing)
No more fucking interruptions.
Gotta pee.
Sammy, I've gotta pee.
Then go on ahead.
The hell do you think you're doing?
You said go ahead.
Are you gonna make me pee myself, right here?
Now you got a pot to piss in.
(thudding)
Play with dirt, you get dirty.
Call your wife.
Can't do that.
(gun cocking)
Call her.
She's pregnant, no, she's two months pregnant,
I don't wanna lose the baby.
Sam: I ain't worried about your excuses.
That's somethin' you just shoulda thought
about before you started fuckin' my wife.
I want you to call her.
Put her on speaker.
So I can watch you tell her what you did to me.
(ringing)
Hey, honey.
Hey, baby.
Jasmine: Are you on your way home?
Yes.
Is everything okay?
No.
Jasmine: What's going on?
I ran into a little trouble on the way home.
What did you do, Dame?
Who is it this time?
What I'm trying to tell you, baby, is, um...
What he's trying to say...
Shut the fuck up.
Who is that?
Oh, my God, was that a man?
What are you trying to tell me?
Well, Jasmine, this is Sam.
And, uh, what your husband is trying to say is that
right now I got a gun pointed at his head.
Cause I came home and caught him fuckin' my wife.
Say hello, Ashley.
Hello.
Dame, please.
Please tell me this is not true.
I fucked up 'cause I'm fucked up.
You promised me that this would never happen,
and I thought we were fine!
I thought everything was...
(weeping)
Fucked up, I'm just fucked up.
Do you love her?
Course not, baby, it's not like that.
Is she the only one?
No.
But, if I make it home,
you're the only one in my heart.
I'm a changed man, baby.
Sam: Well, Jasmine.
Trust me when I say,
I understand this must be a real hard time for ya right now.
So I'm gonna let you in on this.
I can either shoot him,
or I can send him home to you.
You decide.
Baby?
Take me off speaker.
Hi there, Jasmine.
It's just you and me now.
Uh-huh.
Really?
Okay.
Bye.
Do you even love your wife?
Of course.
She's my partner.
But do you love her?
You gonna soon find out,
love ain't got a lot to do with marriage.
It's a contract.
Sacrifice and compromise are much more important.
Love ain't shit anyway.
I just don't know who's more fucked up,
you or your girlfriend, Peaches.
Damn it, Sammy, stop this.
Let him go.
You and me, we've got the real love.
Let me kiss that pain I bring on you away, baby.
Come on, we can fix this.
Sammy, look at me.
Look at me!
You know,
you might be right about marriage.
But love?
It's like a cough.
Can't stifle it out.
You just gotta go where it take ya.
Do you love your wife?
Jimmy: Sam?
Hey, Sam, it's Jimmy again.
I've left you three messages already.
You best call me back, son,
or you ain't gonna have a job waitin'
when you get back here.
You know?
There's two kinds of people in this world, Sam.
Those who have jobs, and those who had jobs.
You can take that to the bank.
(phone chiming)
Oh, looky here, Punchy.
Somebody got themselves a text message.
Give it to me.
Oh, no.
I'll just go ahead and respond for ya.
Go fuck yourself.
That don't matter no how.
You ain't got much longer to live.
So, tell me.
How many men did you fuck when you
was runnin' around on your ex-husband?
I don't remember.
Ballpark it for me.
(phone chiming)
Hah, looks like I made myself a friend.
You were saying, darling?
- Something about how... - (knocking at the door)
I wonder who that could be?
Well, hello there, Jasmine.
Missed you, Sam.
Sam: That's right, join the party.
Damien: Oh, my God.
Baby, I'm so happy you're here.
I know I'm a complete fuckup,
but thank you.
Sam, thank you.
You sure you still wanna do this?
Yes.
I'm done being the victim.
- Damien: No. - Ashley: No.
- Damien: No! - Ashley: No, no, no.
No, no, no, no.
Damien: No, Sam!
Sam, you made your point now.
God damn it, Sam, you made your point!
Taking this too far, Sam!
You made your, you made your...
(Sam groaning)
Your god damn point!
(weeping)
Baby, what are you doing?
What the fuck, baby!
What are you doing?
Fuck!
- Fuck, God, fuck! - (thudding)
(hysterical crying)
God! (screaming)
(grunting)
Why?
(weeping)
Sam: Now, when you leave here,
how do I know you ain't gonna call the cops?
I don't care what happens to him.
He's dead to me.
I was never here.
Ashley: Fuck you!
(yelling)
How's it feel?
Ashley: Fuck you!
Now that, that was just sex.
How ya'll gonna tell me what ya'll got is just sex?
- Hmm? - Yes.
I don't love him.
But he knows you.
He knows things about me.
I don't know why I did it.
I don't know.
(weeping)
It was just different, it was different.
'Cause you I made love, with him,
I don't know, it's some sort of fantasy sex, or something.
Fantasy sex, huh?
If that's all you needed,
then why didn't you ask me for that?
Any fucking kind of sex you wanted
to have we could've had!
All you fucking had to do was ask!
I ain't a whore.
Oh, you ain't no whore?
I ain't a whore.
Here you are,
sitting on a bed naked,
across from a man you just got done fucking.
That ain't your husband.
Tell me,
what do we call you, then?
I don't know.
I always had a tough time being faithful.
But when I met you,
God, I tried to fall in love for the first time,
I mean, I wasn't even interested in other boys.
How can you even say that?
You just got done fucking another man,
on our God damn anniversary.
I need a cigarette.
You know there ain't no smoking in this house.
I don't know.
Shit, maybe ya'll fucked up right now,
but we're gonna still try to abide by the fuckin' rules.
Cause this is my God damn house.
Okay.
- Sam: You remember that time, - (ticking)
I pulled that Remington
on your ex-husband down by the lake?
- (Ashley chuckles) - Sam: Hmm?
How could I forget?
He was so scared of you.
He never hit me again after that.
Sam: I've done so much for you.
I even adopted your daughter to
keep that piece of shit away from you.
All for nothin', huh?
I probably deserve to die.
For treatin' you this way.
I'll do anything to make it right.
Anything?
Anything.
All right.
I want you to take this revolver,
and I want you to go shoot your fantasy lover.
In the fucking face.
That's what I want you to do.
Are you serious?
We can end this nightmare right now.
We'll tell the police that he tried to break in and rape ya.
We can just call that self-defense.
What you think this is? Florida, motherfucker?
Or how about we don't even call the police?
We just bury him back in the garden.
Under the roses.
You gonna do it, baby?
(kisses)
Prove to me that you are not quittin'.
Just shoot that son of a bitch.
Hmm?
There you go, baby.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Now, Peaches, think about your life, okay?
Don't let him ruin your life.
Aw, yeah.
Don't let him ruin your life now.
He's drunk.
He don't know what he's saying.
My name is Ashley.
Okay, Ashley, stop.
Just think about your daughter.
Think about your daughter.
All you gotta do is squeeze that trigger.
(whimpers)
- Fuck him. - Sam: Come on, baby.
Fuck me, think about your daughter.
Sam: Just give her a squeeze.
(whimpers)
Listen, listen,
Peaches, Ashley, look at me,
Ashley, look at me.
Look at me.
Sorry, Damien.
He gonna kill you anyway.
- (gun clicks) - (screaming)
That's what I'm talking about.
Give it to me, baby, give it to me.
Now, go on, go on, sit down.
Sit down.
We might just get back together after all.
(laughter)
See that, Punchy?
You got no fuckin' clue what we capable of.
You're right, I don't.
I really don't.
But you don't even know who you are, Sam.
I had a therapist once.
Said we spend our entire adult lives trying to
get over our childhoods.
What the fuck happened to you?
His momma did the same thing.
And I guess you must've married your daddy.
No.
I didn't marry my daddy.
You remember how I told you my
daddy died when I was in high school?
He died six months ago.
Why would you lie about something like that?
Did he touch you funny or somethin'...
No, he just let it happen.
My daddy was a hardworking man,
who just loved his job.
His boss, Mr. Beaumont,
he just wouldn't promote him.
And my school was next to my dad's office.
And after school,
I'd go over there and I'd wait for him,
and one day I met Mr. Beaumont and...
He seemed real nice.
He kept talking about how pretty I was.
And that I could be a model
or a movie star.
I'll never forget the look on his face
when I told him who my daddy was.
After that, every time I came around
Mr. Beaumont and Daddy were best friends.
(heavy sighing)
And then one night,
Daddy had to work late.
And Mr. Beaumont offered to give me a ride home.
It was raining out and there was...
There was lots of traffic.
So I, I dozed off.
And when I woke up,
Mr. Beaumont had his hand up my skirt.
And he was trying to put his finger inside of me.
And I screamed.
He said, "Relax."
That he was gonna make me feel
like a real woman.
He finally stopped when I started crying.
I told my daddy the next day.
Told me to stop making up stories.
But soon after that,
Mr. Beaumont promoted my daddy to vice president.
Again a little time later,
my daddy had to work late again.
And Mr. Beaumont
was gonna give me a ride home.
And I begged.
And I pleaded.
And I insisted I'd take the bus.
But Daddy warned me how important it was
to keep Mr. Beaumont happy.
So I got in that car.
And I stayed real quiet.
And I stayed awake.
And I made sure not to do anything
that would give him the wrong idea.
Didn't matter.
And shortly after that,
Mr. Beaumont took my virginity
in the back of his SUV.
God, it took so long to
get the scent of his cheap cologne off my skin.
I can sometimes still smell it.
But Daddy was so happy.
Oh, he was so happy.
So as long as I kept Mr. Beaumont happy.
Everything was good.
But then Mr. Beaumont, he got me pregnant.
And he was so scared that he was gonna get put in jail.
That his wife would find out.
He paid for the abortion.
Gave me 2000 dollars in cash to keep quiet.
And he avoided me like the plague.
And pretty soon,
things went back to the way they used to be.
And Daddy became miserable again.
I loved my dad.
And I knew what I did was wrong.
But I did it to make him happy.
Pretty soon he couldn't stand the sight of me.
(sniffs)
That is why my daddy died.
Why didn't you tell me this before?
I ain't never told anybody.
It was easier to pretend it never happened.
We rotten.
All of us.
Baby, God's just punishing us.
I know you don't give two shits about what I think,
but I reckon your wife could use a hug right about now.
You hug her.
(metronome ticking)
I'm so broken, Sammy.
Fix me.
Well... (sniffs)
It's clearly obvious.
We all fucked up.
Broken folk.
Can't fix broken folk.
(metal jingling)
It's time for my good Lord to decide our fate.
It's time for me to go, Sam.
All right, Punchy.
What makes you think you're God?
In this house,
I am God.
Sammy.
(revolver cocking)
Sammy.
You did this to yourself, Punchy.
(metronome ticking)
(revolver firing)
Lola: Sam?
Sammy!
Damien: You did this to yourself, Punchy.
Ash?
Ash!
(gunshots)
(footsteps)
They give you one of them nicknames?
Damien: Flash Jackson.
People just call me Flash.
Sam: Shit, you fly for Southern?
At Southern Airlines we always wear a smile.
What's your wife's name?
Jasmine.
Ashley: Mr. Beaumont took my virginity,
in the back of his SUV.
(screaming)
(guns clattering)
(gasps)
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