(suspenseful music)
(dramatic music)
(ominous music)
(dog barks)
- Shit, fuck.
Oh shit.
Ow.
I had to take my mom, I helped an old lady.
She fell down.
My keys?
She fell down, and I helped her, and that's why.
I don't believe this.
I got in an accident.
I helped some old lady.
I had a break in the pipes,
water problems, water problems.
Where are my fucking keys?
(coin jingles)
(cat screeches)
Shithead.
(dog barks)
(slow jazz music)
My fucking keys.
(knocks at door)
- What's up, August?
- [August] I need to borrow your car.
- I'm sorry, man, it's my turn
to drive the kids to school this week.
Tammy, let's go!
- School?
It's almost noon.
- It's noon, and it's a teacher's conference
and my turn to drive the kids to school this week.
- Ugh, I can't believe this.
- (sighs) What's the matter?
You late again?
- [August] It's my clock.
- Whoo, time to get a new clock, man.
- Why can't Diane drive the kids to school?
- Because it's my turn to drive the kids to school.
If you'd like to ride with us, that's fine,
but you got to sit next to Diane's kids,
because you smell like tequila, mm, heavy.
Are you in or out?
- I'm out, I'll take the bus.
- Would you like some eggs?
(August grunts)
Hey, hey, hey, you're forgetting your jacket, man.
- Hey, what are you, a fuckin' nigger?
- What's that?
- You're just like a nigger.
I pay you one day, and the next day, you're six hours late.
You think it's a joke.
Well, fuck you.
I don't give a shit who your uncle is.
Your three strikes have been five and six.
Get your tools, oh, I forgot.
You're such a fuckin' loser, you haven't got any tools.
Get the hell out of here.
Tell your Uncle Johnny to kiss my ass.
- [August] My man, Joe.
- Hey, Auggie, how you doing?
- Well (sighs), I could be better, could complain.
It wouldn't do any good.
- Yeah, well, you got to remember
the grass is always greener.
- The grass is always greener.
Always walk on the other side,
right side of the street, right?
- That's right.
The glass is half full, not--
- All right, all right, enough.
How about a glass of beer full?
How about that?
- All right, what do you want?
- Uh, give me the cheap shit.
- [Joe] Whoa, surprising!
- Yeah, big surprise.
The man got me again.
- What?
What do you mean?
- What do you think I mean?
- You got fired?
- I got fired.
Fucking yeah, I got fired.
- How do you do that?
- (chuckles) I don't know, but I do it well, don't I?
- You do (laughs), Jesus, Auggie.
- That's like six times it's happened in the last year.
- Man!
- I know, it's not working for me.
- I guess not.
(ominous music)
- [Pete] Joe!
- [Joe] Hey, how you doing, Pete?
- What's happening, man?
- What's the word, Pete?
- Auggie, the word is Charlie-O.
- Charlie-O?
- The horse.
Gave me the tip last week.
- What?
- Tell me you didn't go.
- What?
- Tell me you didn't go, man.
That horse won me $700 bucks!
- Son of a bitch.
- Oh how did you not go?
Holy shit, you gave me like the best tip possible,
and you didn't even go.
What are you drinking?
Don't even worry about it.
You know what, get this guy another one,
whatever he's drinking.
- [Joe] All right.
- Thanks, man.
(August scoffs)
What?
- What did the horse pay off?
- [Pete] $700.
- Seven, yeah, yeah, Joe, get me another glass
of the Old Milwaukee.
- What's the problem, man?
- I don't know, but thanks.
What are you, Diamond Jim?
- I can't help but sense a little bit of sarcasm here.
- There is no sarcasm.
I gave you a tip.
You buy me a glass of Old Milwaukee?
Come on.
- You know, I come in here and…
What do you want, a fuckin' testicle of mine?
- No, I'll take the beer.
- Tell you what, I'll name my first, hey, you know what?
Don't do this guy any favors.
- Grab the beer, I'll take the beer.
- No, you know what, don't even get him a fucking beer.
- Thanks, Pete.
- You're welcome, Auggie.
- (laughs) You stupid shit.
(Pete laughs)
Aw, shit (chuckles), oh God.
You scared the shit out of me, Bob.
What's up?
- The rent.
- I know, we didn't get our paychecks yesterday.
And this lady in payroll screwed everything up.
- You told me you were gonna have this money.
- I'll have it.
I just, I need some time to square things away with her,
and I'll be, you know, everything, I'll get caught up.
- I don't like being stroked when it comes to the rent.
- I know, I know, Bob.
I'll get the money for you.
I'm not going anywhere.
- Get the money,
or your next home is gonna be in this dumpster.
- Why don't you get a fuckin' job?
(cat meows)
(door clacks)
- [Tika] Fuck you, you piece of shit.
Get the hell out of here.
- Would you just fucking relax?
- Fuck what are you gonna do, fucking hurt me?
Get the hell out of here. - Just fucking chill.
- You want me to call the cops?
Get the hell out of here.
- All right, I'm fucking going.
I'm fucking going, all right.
- [Liz] Did you ask for another chance?
- No, it was pretty clear
the guy didn't want me around, a real asshole.
Excuse me.
No, ugly, racist creep, ugly human being.
Wouldn't want to go back anyway.
- You didn't call him that.
- I didn't call him that.
I don't remember what I told him exactly,
but I got in his face,
and I said, "Hey, don't be mad-doggin' me."
He was looking at me all,
and I said, "Hey, get out of my face, you know.
"I'll take my tools, and I'll head down to the road."
He was backing up a little bit.
I got him pretty good.
- So how come your boss is always the
one who's a fucking asshole?
- Hey, it wasn't just today.
It was every day.
Day in and out. this guy was bad news, a jerk.
- You know what, man?
You need a job.
It's not Fred's fault that you got wasted
and didn't set your clock.
- I set the clock.
- Mm mm, no, you didn't.
Your friend was here at 5 o'clock, banging on his horn,
woke me up out of a sound sleep.
- You should've come over and--
- Mm mm mm, I shouldn't have done, mm mm,
because you're in control of your own life.
I'm not your mom.
You know, I'm not your caretaker.
Your life is in disorder.
- This country was founded on disorder.
It was founded on disorder. - Mm mm, you know what?
I don't know where, where does stuff like that come from?
It comes from the facts.
It comes from the truth,
things that I know. - Mom.
I forgot to tell you that you need to sign this for school.
- A progress report?
You wait 'til now to show me your progress report,
just before you get ready to go to bed,
after you've been dancing around,
eating pizza, having fun all day?
You wait 'til now to show me a D?
- You're on your own kid.
- A D?
- I used to do the same thing Tammy did.
I forgot.
(both laugh)
- You haven't changed a bit.
You know what?
You need some lovin' in your life.
You need a woman.
Help you get organized.
(both grunt)
No (laughs).
Not my style.
- I hear what you're saying.
I'm gonna get things together, you know, too.
Who moved in next door to us?
Is someone new moving into the building?
- No, not that I know of.
- Ever heard any weird noises and shit?
- Mm mm.
- I've heard a lot of weird shit, man.
Somebody either moved upstairs or on the side of me, man.
- Oh.
- Making all kinds of weird animal noises.
- Really?
- Grunting, fucking (moans), weird shit.
- You've been alone too long.
- No, I'm serious.
You haven't seen anyone move in?
I need to talk to Bob about this, man,
because I might as well check it out myself.
But I figured, uh, you haven't heard anything?
- No.
- Rats in the cellars or anything in the rafters or shit?
- Heard the neighbors next door about two in the morning.
- All right, what were they doing?
(Liz laughs)
No, 'cause I heard like (moans), you know, some strange sex.
I heard some weird shit.
- No, no, didn't hear anything.
(suspenseful music)
(growling)
(ominous music)
- [Newscaster] Report suspicious activity
and call 911 for immediate response.
Expect delays, searches of personal property
and restricted access to public buildings.
Expect traffic delays and restrictions.
Take personal security precautions to avoid becoming,
avoid crowded public areas and gathering.
Do not travel into areas affected by this activity.
Keep emergency supplies accessible and,
or shelter on the order of local authorities.
- [Sportscaster] The Blue Jays and the Yankees meet tonight
in the deciding game
of the American League East pennant race.
Dave Stieb gets the start for the Jays,
while the Yanks send Guidry to the mound.
The three-game series is even at one-a-piece,
after the Blue Jays stormed back in the top of ninth
with 12 runs to win the game 15-4.
In the West, the Royals can clinch that division
for the win over the Angels.
Last night's 1-0 squeaker gave the Royals a one-game lead
in the three-game series.
In soccer, the Cosmos look to be well
on their way to a league--
(remote clicks)
(solemn music)
♫ You and I
♫ Standing outside
♫ Every day
♫ But everything they say
♫ We'll shoulder all the blame
♫ When everyone's in vain
♫ It's he game they play
- No, I said I wanted the fuckin’ Band there at 8 o'clock.
8 p.m.
What's the problem?
Come on.
Jesus.
All right.
All right, listen.
(brakes squeal)
(horn honks)
- Hey, excuse me.
Do you got any change or something for some pot?
(August laughs)
- Yeah, anything, just a little bit?
- Please. - Or can we have some bud?
- Come on. - Something?
- You got to have something, man.
- Sorry, sorry.
- You know what, that's fucked up.
You know, you suck, you fucking, you're a fag.
- That's not very nice.
(horn honks)
Mother fucker!
(solemn music)
(suspenseful music)
Hey, man, are you all right?
- I can't die here.
- You need me to call somebody?
I don't know what you want from me, man.
I can't help you.
I don't know what you want.
- It can't be like this.
- Are you sick?
Do you need me to call somebody?
- I used to go fishing with my cousins,
every summer.
- I can't help you.
I don't know, I don't know who I, I can't help you.
- I can't die here.
(August sighs)
- Stay, stay right there.
I'll be back.
Hang on.
Fuck!
I'll be right back.
Don't go anywhere.
(door beeps)
(slow country music)
Why am I doing this?
Shit.
It's not my problem.
♫ I hope that man is gonna be all right
Shit.
♫ I've been away too long from you
(buzzer buzzes)
(beads clatter)
- Howdy.
I need a room.
Do you guys have a room?
Sorry.
♫ Listen to the tune I'm singing
♫ Listen to the tune we play
- That's better.
- Do you have a room?
♫ You're on the other side of town
- I got one sign.
- Yeah.
- I got a sign and two switches.
Vacancy, vacancy,
no, no,
no vacancy,
no, no, vacancy, vacancy, no, no,
no vacancy, vacancy, no, no.
(clerk laughs)
No vacancy.
- You don't have a room?
- Vacancy, no, no vacancy,
vacancy, no.
Now if you take this key (laughs),
I get to put on the no sign.
- Oh.
- No vacancy.
(key jingles)
- I'll take it, $27.95, right?
- $33.80.
- The sign says $27.95.
- What sign?
- The sign out there says $27.95.
- I told you, there's only one sign,
no vacancy, no,
no vacancy.
No!
- Thank you.
(buzzer buzzes)
(door beeps)
(solemn music)
(August grunts)
- I can't die like this, not in the street.
I can't die like this.
- You're not in the street, man.
(August grunts)
Come on.
(August grunts)
(August pants)
(August sighs)
(August grunts)
(hobo grunts)
I'm leaving.
- I'm going fishin'.
(somber music)
(dramatic music)
(growling)
(ominous music)
- [Rick] Who is it?
- It's August.
Shit.
Dude, you are not gonna believe
who I just met. - Didn't I ask you
to call first?
Is it that hard just to pick up the phone,
just call? - Now wait 'til you,
now wait 'til you--
- Damn, you smell like shit.
Get away from my stoop.
- Listen to this.
You're not gonna believe what happened to me.
- Is it that hard to call?
You just pick up the damn phone.
- I've been through the weirdest thing, some guy.
- I don't know, man.
It sounds like the guy pulled a fast one on you.
- Uh uh, fast, it was not.
Trust me, it wasn't fast.
- Look, August, man, guys like that look for guys like you.
All right, it's the oldest scam in the book.
- It wasn't a scam.
He died in front of my face.
I saw him take his last breath.
- All right, man, listen.
It's all about that process, right,
trust, charity, right, yeah, hope, faith.
It's all about the process.
Maybe you're just starting to get the process,
which is good, you know.
- All right, I'll buy that.
- Especially the charity part,
'cause that is deeply grounded in the truth.
- I believe in charity.
I'm a charitable guy.
- Mm hmm.
You know you still owe me that money
from bailing you out of jail.
- Yeah, I have it written down, I know.
- You wrote it down?
- I wrote it down. - You wrote it down.
You see, writing it down doesn't do me a damn bit of good.
- I know, I know, listen.
- August, I need my money.
- I know, I need my van.
I need it.
It's a problem.
I got to get it fixed, man.
It's an important thing. - Dude, I need $500.
- Oh, you don't understand.
It's a priority thing.
- August, look, man, your van is at the bottom
of my list of priorities right now.
I've got things to do around the house.
I've got my mom's car to fix.
- I need it, I need the van.
I need to find a new job, man.
It's a gig thing.
I need to find a--
- You ain't got a job?
Charity Boy lost his job.
You know, you're a piece of work.
You're just a piece of work.
Call me tomorrow.
- Thank you very much.
- Call me tomorrow!
- [August] I will, I tried to call you today.
You're the only guy I know
who doesn't have an answering machine.
- Well, you don't have cable.
- [August] I don't watch TV.
- Yeah, right.
Call me, not stop by first, call me, all right.
(upbeat music)
- [August] Where's Joe at?
- What, you were hoping I wasn't here?
No smile for Vic?
Joe don't work tonight.
Guess the news, Angels lost 12-3.
- What are you babbling about?
- I'm talking about the baseball game.
You owe me $20 bucks.
Angels lost 12-3.
- Fuck you, I don't owe you $20.
- Fucking mutt.
Didn't I tell you this fucking mutt was gonna try
to get out from under that?
Did I say that or not?
- [Man] Hey, you made the stupid bet, Auggie.
- I don't even like baseball.
I didn't make a bet with you for Angels, my ass.
- I don't give a shit if you like baseball or not.
Like has nothing to do with it.
You owe me $20-fucking-dollars, cash, no fucking checks.
Jesus, you make the bet, you got to pay it.
- Kick with a beer.
- Yes, sir, now Old Milwaukee's $2.50,
and the bottled beer's three.
- You're an asshole, you know that?
You are an asshole.
- Aren't I, though?
- Here, here,
there you go.
What a jack-off.
- [Blonde Guy] In my opinion--
- Listen, I'm done with your opinion.
I don't listen to this shit any longer.
- Hamlet spoke of more things on Heaven and Earth
than you mention in your philosophy.
- I'm this close to kicking the shit out of you, man.
Hamlet, pussy shit.
(sign squeaks)
- [August] Oh shit.
- [Tika] Fucking watch out.
What the hell?
- Sorry.
- Oh, it's cat guy, hi.
- [August] Hi, sorry about that.
- It's all right.
Why do you call your cat Shithead?
- I didn't call him, I don' know.
I didn't buy him a tag that says Shithead.
It just wound up like that.
Here.
- Well, you better keep Shithead inside.
- Why?
- You know that fucking lady in my building,
the one that ch-ch-ch-ch, fuckin' you know,
the one with the--
- The Shih Tzu, uh--
- [Tika] The hot dog dog.
- The hot dog dog. - Yeah.
You didn't hear about this?
- They can't find the dog?
- No, they found the dog.
It's just all blood, and the head was half-chewed and stuff.
- Something ate the dog?
- [Tika] Yeah.
- No shit.
- [Tika] You better keep Shithead inside.
- I will keep Shithead inside.
- You looking at me or my tits?
- I was just, uh, are they real?
The necklace, necklace.
- No, I just walk around with fake crap.
Yeah, they're real, box full of them, you know,
box full of support, you know, a fucking rich guy.
- Your boyfriend.
- Fucking ex-boyfriend if he doesn't get
his ass here pretty soon.
- You guys late for a date or something?
- We're going to Catalina, you know.
- You travel light.
- Oh, well, he's gonna buy everything I don't have.
- Well that's, uh, have a nice trip.
- You got a...
- Oh.
- [Tika] Yeah.
- See you later.
- [Tika] We're going to Catalina, you know.
(pipe sizzles)
(slow country music)
- Walshy, a little late in the day for you, isn't it?
- Yeah, it's just not working, not working.
Can't seem to get it done.
- It's not getting done?
This guy ever gonna bring me a beer?
- Hey, bartender, can we have a couple of tequilas here?
He's the worst fucking bartender I've ever seen in my life.
(Walshy mumbles)
- You see my lighter back there?
Did I leave my lighter here?
- What am I, the fucking lost and found?
- Is my lighter by your feet?
- The gold one?
- Yeah.
- No.
No.
- Walshy.
- Yeah.
- Is your brother still at that meat packing plant?
- Yeah.
- Is he still the head guy over there?
- Yeah.
- What are the chances that maybe he can put me on
over there for a little bit?
- Hey, I already sent you over there once.
You were there two weeks, and you blew it, gone, poof.
Come on, give me a break, will you?
- I fucked up.
- Yeah.
You know how bad that makes me look?
Huh?
- I know, yeah.
Thought it wouldn't hurt asking, though, right?
- Yeah, anyway, cheers, mind's eye to the liver's craw.
A friend of mine goes to a doctor to get his test results.
He walks into the doctors office.
The nurse, a real beauty, she comes up.
She gives him a drink.
The doctor comes in a minute later,
and he says to this guy there,
he says, "Well, test results are back.
"And I got good news, and I got bad news.
"What do you want first?"
The guy says, "Oh shit.
"Give me the bad news first."
He says, "Well, it says you got cancer,
"and you're gonna probably die in about four weeks."
The guy says, "Holy shit, what the fuck is the good news?"
He says, "You see that nurse that brought you a drink?"
The guy says, "Yeah."
He says, "I'm fuckin' her."
- That's a good one, Walshy.
Let me get you another drink.
- No, no, that's enough.
I got to get home.
Besides, the wife is asleep.
And I think the butter is getting hard.
The eggs are getting hard.
You know, you're lucky you don't have anybody waiting
for you when you get home.
Sorry about that job.
- No problem, Walshy, next time, maybe.
What?
- It's payday, friend.
- What does that mean?
- Angels lost the game.
You owe me $20 bucks.
- You know, that's it.
Fuck both of you guys.
I don't know you.
I didn't make a bet with you.
- Hey, you gonna pay me or what?
- Dude, I don't even like baseball.
And I never made a bet with you.
- Hey, man, you owe me $20 bucks.
- [August] Are you gonna let me go to the bathroom?
- You gonna pay me?
- I'm not gonna pay you shit!
(fist thuds)
(customers gasp)
- [Tall Man] You shouldn't make bets you can't pay off, bud.
(somber music)
(siren blares)
(table clatters)
- Shithead!
(cat meows)
I fucked up, no cat food, no cat food,
cheese, though.
Cats like cheese.
I have cheese.
You'll eat cheese.
Cheese is good.
(beads clatter)
Cheese, cheese is good.
Yeah.
Yeah, take it like that.
- [Liz] August, pick up.
Hey, August, come on, pick it up.
Mm, you're not home, okay.
This is Liz.
How you doing?
I'm just calling to see what's up with you.
Give me a call when you get the chance, okay.
All right.
- [Bob] Get the money,
or your next home is gonna be in this dumpster.
- Yeah, they're real, box full of them, you know,
box full of support, you know, a fucking rich guy.
We're going to Catalina, you know.
(suspenseful music)
(ominous music)
(hissing)
(sinister music)
(dramatic music)
(sinister music)
(ominous music)
(laughing)
(sinister music)
(people chattering)
- What's going on over there, Bob?
- Pfft, who knows?
Some broad got her ass kicked real bad.
Fuck that shit.
Got the money, pal?
The moolah?
Here we go.
Dig deep, real deep.
Surprise me, make my day.
(Bob laughs)
What's this?
I don't believe it.
It's all there.
(Bob laughs)
He got all the money.
What a surprise.
Hey, don't go away mad.
(door squeaks)
(ominous music)
(sinister music)
(hissing)
(door clacks)
(ominous music)
(police radio chatters)
(phone rings)
(dramatic music)
- [August] Hello.
- [Man] I saw what you did last night.
(phone clicks)
(phone rings)
- [August] What do you want from me?
- [Man] What are you gonna do, run?
I can always find you no matter where you go.
- [Liz] What is it?
- [August] I have to go.
- [Liz] Where are you going?
- [August] I don't know.
I think I'm in some deep shit here.
I got to hit the road.
I got to go to Ricky's house.
I got to get my van.
I have (groans).
- [Liz] What's going on, man?
- [August] It's all fucked up.
What happened with the girl next door?
Do you have any idea? = I don't know what happened
with the girl next door.
- [August] Listen, I need some time, Liz, to just,
I need to go, okay.
- [Liz] This shit's getting really old.
I love you August.
But it's getting really old and really tiring.
- [August] Here, thank you.
Just take my keys.
- [Liz] Okay.
- [August] Feed the cat.
- [Liz] Okay.
- [August] All right, I'll call you.
- [Liz] Okay.
- [August] Don't go through my stuff.
- You are a derelict, man.
No, no, you are a delinquent, not in the standard sense
of the word but definitely a delinquent.
- I have half.
I can't be on the road with no coin, man.
I need money.
- No, you ain't going nowhere without the van.
And second of all, it's not about the money.
It's about your place in society.
It's about your relationship to society,
which you do not get.
Everything's not about you.
(dog barks)
- Rick.
It's a fucked up thing, man.
I need the van.
I need to get out of town.
Please.
- The keys are in the van.
- Here, take this.
- No, just pay me when you get back.
- Just take this, take this.
- This is the last time, August.
- [August] It's the last time for me, too.
- [Rick] I'm serious, man.
This is the last time.
- Do you have any idea what I've been going through, man?
It's bad, fucked up shit.
- Just go.
- Thank you, Rick.
(engine sputters)
Hey, Rick.
(solemn guitar music)
♫ You and I
♫ Standing outside
♫ Every day
♫ Well, everything they say
♫ We'll shoulder all the blame
♫ When everyone's in vain
♫ It's the game we play
(brakes squeal)
♫ Believe it when I say
♫ You hold on to these days
(ominous music)
(dramatic music)
(August gasps)
(bird squawks)
(zipper buzzes)
(urine trickles)
(zipper buzzes)
(solemn music)
(engine revs)
(quirky music)
(bird squawks)
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
(birds caw)
(brakes squeal)
- [August] Hey, Liz, if you're there, pick up.
Hello.
- [Liz] What is it?
- Hey, how's it going?
- [Liz] Fine, how are you?
- I don't know.
- [Liz] Hey, Rex won't eat dry food.
- What, he won't eat that.
I told you he wouldn't eat that.
- [Liz] He's missing you, and he wants out all the time.
- Yeah.
Hey, listen, what happened next door?
Did you find out what happened?
- [Liz] Supposedly, that rocker dude beat the crap out
of his girlfriend.
- It was the boyfriend?
- [Liz] That's what they're saying, but I'm not so sure.
- [August] Is she gonna be all right?
- [Liz] She's got one hell of a black eye.
- No, a black eye's one thing,
but she's not dead or anything?
- [Liz] She's not dead, but the rocker dude may wish he was.
- What, and they arrested the boyfriend?
- [Liz] Are you coming home, August?
- No, I'll explain it later.
No, I'll give you a call later on.
I don't know.
I don't know what I'm doing now.
Things have changed.
Okay, tell Tammy I said hey.
- [Liz] Well, you drive safe, and you better be thinking
about what we talked about the other day.
- I know.
All right, bye.
(coins clang)
Yes, yes, yes!
(fist thuds)
(ice clatters)
(metal thuds)
(dramatic music)
- Hey, sorry about that.
- Ah, it's no problem.
- Hey, you need some more ice?
- No, I'm all right,
just a little jumpy.
- Hey, you going to the gathering in the desert up there,
Circle on the Mountain?
- I have no idea what that is.
What are you talking about?
- Oh, a gathering of the tribes, man.
You know, they got some bands playing,
some freaky people hanging out, microbrews.
It's a good time, yeah.
- Yeah, well, I'm not headed there.
Is that where you're going?
- Yeah, I'm trying to get up there, you know.
Gonna get that way, just car broke down, down the road.
- Was it a blue bug?
- No, a Honda.
Yeah, a Honda, you know, it just fried down there.
I think I'm gonna leave it there.
I'm just gonna hitch up the road a little ways, you know.
- Well, I can give you a ride.
You know where this place is at?
- Yeah, I got a map, you know.
I just--
- Right there?
- Yeah.
I asked the guy inside.
He said it looked pretty legit, you know, just up the road.
Like, less than an hour, you'd be there, you know.
- Yeah, I'll give you a ride, man.
- Yeah, I'll just throw my stuff in here?
- [August] Throw it in there.
- Got some gas money,
or I can give you some bud, dude, whatever.
- All right, no, that's good.
All right, go ahead and do that, and then we'll split.
- [Stranger] Being a biology student, you know,
I studied life, learning about life.
That's where it's at, you know.
- Yeah, well, that's a good thing to do, man.
You study about all kinds of stuff.
That's the only way you can grow, man, is to learn stuff.
- Eventually, I want to go
to veterinary school, after college.
Gonna be a holistic veterinarian.
- [August] That's good.
- [Stranger] You know, I like to do horticulture, musician.
I'm kind of a jack-of-all-trades, you know.
- [August] Oh yeah?
(tribal drum music)
(people chattering)
- [Woman] Honey, I'm in a hurry.
(man laughs)
- [Woman] Let's go.
(man laughs)
- [Woman] Honey, I'm in a hurry.
(man laughs)
(intense drum music)
(man laughs)
- Hey, August, there's this short,
little gray-haired guy looking for you,
and he's got the girls all nervous, you know.
I think maybe we should split up.
I mean, thanks for the ride and everything,
but (hisses) you got to take care of him,
because if he comes back, man,
we don't want to deal with him.
He's creepy, man, and I don't know.
We'll hook up later or something, you know.
Maybe we'll move our stuff
and get out of your van, you know.
You just go deal with him and then come back, man.
We'd love to hang out with you,
but this guy's kind of got some weird energy, you know.
(ominous music)
(dog barks)
- Rusty!
- Who is that?
- I don't know.
(Rusty barks)
- Well, is it Calvin?
- I don't know, Mother.
I'll go check.
Rusty!
(Rusty barks)
- Hi.
- August, what are you doing here?
- You look great.
I tried to call.
- Right, you tried to call,
and what are you doing here?
- Can I talk to you?
- We're talking.
- Hello, Hellen.
- What is he doing here?
- He says he wants to talk to me.
- Who's listening?
- What do I do?
- He has no right to be here.
- Mom.
- There is nothing he could say that we need to hear.
(rooster crows)
- Mom, I'll get you a plate.
Try not to kill each other.
- You have no right to be here.
You have fucked up both of my kids' lives.
The one thing that I asked you to do,
you couldn't do.
You touch one hair on my baby's head,
I will kill you.
And I will bury you myself.
- Listen, if you let him stay here,
you will be an absolute fool. - Mom!
- No, are you listening to me?
- Yes.
- Then hear what I'm saying.
- If the paint still smells,
just call me and come back over.
I don't want you to get sick.
- [Hellen] Thank you, bye bye, bye.
- I love you.
- Okay, remember.
- I got it, I got it, I got it.
- I will--
- Got it!
All right, call me later.
- [Hellen] I'm gonna call you when I get home.
- Okay.
- [Hellen] Listen to me.
- Okay!
(engine cranks)
- Your mother's still a sweetheart.
- She's still my mother.
You want to talk?
Let's go inside.
- I don't know how, I don't know how to say this.
Someone's after me.
Someone's following me.
- Yeah, I know.
You told me that.
So who's following you?
- I don't know.
- They didn't follow you here, did they?
- No, no, they didn't follow me here.
- All right, August, why don't you just start
from the beginning?
(August sighs)
- You got a beer?
- No, no, there is no beer here, August.
There's no drinking for you in my house.
Do you understand that?
God, unbelievable.
- I just need a place to stay for a couple of days.
- Is today one of those days?
- A few days.
- Why, what is that gonna do?
- I just need some time to get my head together.
I need things to cool off a little bit.
- Okay, a few days, that's it.
- Thank you.
- Not a week, not two weeks,
a few days, August, I mean it.
- Thank you.
(Connie sighs)
- There is beer in there, August, and it's my beer, okay.
You do not drink in this house.
You got it?
- [August] All right.
- I'm going to bed.
I've got a long day tomorrow.
You should get some sleep, too.
You look like shit.
(slow string music)
(ominous music)
(man screams)
Hey.
- Hey.
- This looks familiar.
- Connie, do you have mice problems here?
- [Connie] No, I don't have any mice.
- You didn't hear those noises in the middle
of the night, last night?
- Don't smoke that, August.
No, I didn't hear any noises.
You're a lot jumpier than you used to be.
I don't have any mice, okay.
- I heard a lot of strange noises, smack-dab.
- Listen, actually you came by at a good time,
because I still have some of your stuff in boxes.
It's out in the garage.
And I'm gonna screen it in and make it a reading room,
so if you want anything, you better take it,
'cause I'm gonna throw the rest of it out.
Okay?
- You still have my stuff in your garage?
(keys jingle)
- Don't read too much into that, August.
I have to work a double shift, so I'm gonna be late.
Do whatever it is that you have to do today,
and take out the trash.
- [August] All right, I will.
Thank you.
- [Connie] Bye.
(solemn music)
(August grunts)
- Rusty!
(Calvin whistles)
(Rusty barks)
Yo, Rusty!
Oh man, that's just some bad acid.
- Jesus Christ.
- [Calvin] Un-fucking-believable.
- Look at you.
- Where have you been, man?
(August grunts)
- Everywhere, everywhere, nowhere.
Fuck, you've gotten big, man.
You were a little kid when I saw you last.
- Yeah, you know, time flies, brother, time flies.
Hey, what did one frog say to the other?
- Oh shit, what?
- Times fun when you're having flies, ribbit.
(August laughs)
- See some things don't change, man.
Some things don't change.
- Hell yeah, good humor is in the house.
How the hell
did you get here, man? - Hey!
I never hurt your sister, you know that?
I never laid a hand on her.
- Oh we all knew that, brother.
- [August] I never touched her.
- Yeah, well, why'd you scram, man?
We know that.
- I had to split.
I had to go.
Shit, I don't feel like… my van, my van,
I'm still driving my van, but it--
- Oh man, look at this place.
This is my auto shop, man.
- [August] Oh yeah, okay.
- We'll go take care of your van, no problem.
- Yeah, that's how you're making your coin?
- Yeah, oh, yeah.
- Oh shit, my God, what are you doing, man?
- Oh man, is Connie here?
- No, she left for work.
- Oh man, let's go check out the bar, brother.
I got something to tell you.
- I guess you're old enough to do that now, right?
- Oh that never stopped you before.
Why the hell is it stopping you now?
(engine revs)
(slow country music)
♫ Bottom of the bottle
♫ On a Friday night
- Hey, you remember that guy?
- Yeah, Joe Davis, I went to high school with him.
- Yeah, he thinks he's a badass.
- Yeah, what's his trip?
- He's a cop.
He thinks he's Wyatt Earp, and this is some old western.
I don't know.
(August laughs)
- Yeah, well, I wanted to be a cop when I was eight, so.
- So, who's following you?
- I don't know.
I was involved in this thing,
pretty fucked up thing,
and I thought maybe, uh,
someone saw me do it.
Or I thought someone saw me.
I don't know.
I just left.
I thought I was going nuts.
So I just hit the road.
It was a mind-fuck, I just split.
- So what makes you think this guy's still following you?
- 'Cause I had a lot of weird things happen
to me in the last few days
like a bad cloud following me, a big dark cloud.
- You know what, man, that kind of brings me to my thing,
as a matter of fact.
- Yeah, what's your thing?
- Well, me and Mark's thing, it's a really cool thing, man.
- What's that?
- Well, maybe I ought to wait 'til Mark gets here.
He's a little bit better with the details.
(customers hoot)
(man laughs)
- Hey, Calvin.
You boys good?
- Just getting started, darling.
- I'll grab you a couple more.
- Mind grabbing a couple myself.
This is an illegal thing?
- Illegal beagles.
- I'm out.
I don't want--
- [Calvin] It's a job.
- It's a job, listen to you, it's a job.
- Who's the one that told me people who say
that money doesn't grow on trees don't know
what trees to look at?
- It wasn't me.
- The fuck if it wasn't.
- You know, if it was me, I was just spewing shit.
- So what about this not-too-cool thing that you did, man?
Was it a job?
- Will you stop with the job shit?
It was a spontaneous, bad move.
It was a drunken, bad thing I did.
- Listen, no one's getting hurt.
- That's a matter of opinion.
I don't do this anymore.
You know, normal jobs are all right by me.
That's it.
- Hey, your the one
that left the looney-tune-blue-moon world, man,
and did your own thing.
Now that was a revelation for me.
How can you look at this everyday dog shit
and tell me you want to eat it?
- I don't want to eat it.
I just want to be a normal guy, you know,
a nine-to-five, normal existence,
a normal person, house, you know, whatever.
- Well, I thought we got rid of you in this town for good.
- Well.
- Still following them hippie freaks around, huh?
- I'm not doing that anymore.
- Oh yeah, that's right.
Well, you just keep your nose clean.
- Got a hanky, Joe.
Maybe I can--
- Look, I'm the boss in this town now.
- So I guess you're shooting everyone
you couldn't beat up in high school, maybe.
- Well, we'll see each other again.
- [August] I'm looking forward to it.
(door squeaks)
- Shit.
So you almost ran into our good friend?
- The guy's a fuckin' dick.
- This is my brother-in-law, ex-brother-in-law, August.
- How you doing?
Mark, I smoked my first joint with this chief, man.
- Well, that's good.
I'm always very proud of it
when you say shit like that.
- So you said it might be a little bit easier--
- I said it'd be quicker.
It'll be quicker.
- Well, we've got an extra person here now.
- I'm not an easier person or a quicker person.
I'm not a third person.
I'm not involved in this.
- But you haven't even heard the POA.
Tell him the deal, man.
At least listen to the plan first, then decide.
- Okay, okay, it's like this.
This is the plan, okay.
This little store on 3rd.
It's not part of the main roads.
It's on its separate little stretch.
But anyway, I put in the system, the security system.
It's a piece of shit, it's a piece of shit.
Any retard can march right in there and disarm this thing.
- Mark used to work for BVT.
- In a second, they could disarm this thing.
Well, anyway, it's full of Persian rugs,
absolutely beautiful Persian rugs,
stacks and stacks of these Persian rugs, all over the place.
Anyway, I'm flipping through this one.
I'm flipping and flipping.
It's like $200 rugs, whatever.
Some of them are cotton.
Some are wool, whatever.
Flipping and flipping and suddenly, bingo,
right in front of me. - Cakewalk.
- $50,000 silk rug, I couldn't believe it,
staring at me right
in the goddam face. - $5,000 a square foot.
- It wasn't just one of them, either.
But anyway, easy pickings, easy pickings,
in and out, in and out, I mean, just easy.
- Easy pickings?
What do you do with a bunch of rugs?
- I got this guy in Frisco
who'll fence shit like this in a heartbeat.
- Think we're amateurs, man?
- No, I don't want any part of this.
- What do you mean you're out?
You don't even want to come see the place?
- No, no, and I don't think you guys should do this, either.
- You know what, you know what?
If we're gonna check it out, we're gonna check it out
right now, come on.
- Yo, bro,
you're making a huge mistake. - Come on, Calvin, let's go.
It was nice meeting you.
- I've made them before.
Nice meeting you.
- All right, you take care of Sheila.
I'll be back in an hour.
- I'll watch your car for you.
- Take care of her.
- I'll be here.
- [Calvin] I'll see you around.
(customers cheer)
(upbeat music)
♫ I was just thinking about you today
♫ And how you make me feel like an animal
♫ In the afternoon
♫ And I stole my pearl yesterday
(ominous music)
- You know what time it is?
- How's that?
- You don't need a watch to know that time is up.
- Time's up for what?
- For you.
- Do I know you, pal?
- I know you.
You know me.
We go way back.
- How do you know me?
- I know you as a liar, a cheat and a wife-beater.
- You touch one hair on my baby's head,
I will kill you.
- Well, I'm sorry I don't fit into your little drama.
I think maybe you should get up and leave.
- Hey, you fit.
Everybody does.
- Are you gonna get up?
Do I know you?
- I am every wrong idea you ever had.
Hey, you remember, uh, Tika?
That get your attention?
- Who are you?
- Who am I?
You tell me.
Who am I?
All that blood in the car.
(bird squawks)
I thought you were gonna puke, for sure.
- What do you want?
(old man ticks)
I'll call the police.
- Oh?
- The people in the bug?
- They'll pop up again, sooner or later.
- Look, if this is about money,
I don't have any money. - No.
This is about your tarnished soul, your guilt,
nothing about money, I mean, not from my end, anyway.
(ominous music)
- You're crazy.
- I'm you.
- There you are.
I thought you left without me.
I've been looking of you.
- Hey, I wouldn't dream of it.
Ted, this is August.
August, this is Ted.
- How's it going, August?
- [August] Not too good, Ted.
- Ted's letting me give him a ride home.
- You know this guy?
- Do I know you?
(keys jingle)
- Don't get in the car with him.
- Mind your own goddam business.
- I wouldn't, uh, fight me on this.
My way's a lot easier, and hey, the result's the same.
We'll be in touch.
- And so you never saw this guy before?
- No.
He's across the way from me,
and now he's smiling at me, and I'm smiling at him.
He looks familiar.
And he's walking back.
I don't know this guy.
I thought I knew him from here or from a dream or something,
but the closer he got, man,
I realized I don't know this guy.
- Dude, sounds to me
like you're having a mental clearance sale.
- I could be having a mental clearance sale.
I'm losing my fucking mind.
- Shape-shifter.
- What are you talking about, shape-shifter?
- Well, basically, this being popped up
right after the little escapade with your neighbor?
- I told you about that, I told you about that.
Yeah, he followed me.
He followed me.
- And basically, you have that, there was that fear
that you had actually done something to the girl.
- She wasn't around.
I never hurt her.
She wasn't even home.
I didn't touch a hair on her head.
- It was the fear that you had done something
that's brought on this apparition.
(August laughs)
- I don't believe this guy.
What are you, are you, yeah, you know what,
you're too high.
What are you talking apparition?
I'm not talking apparition.
- Mark here knows what it's like
when the supernatural comes up
and gives you a sucker punch, man.
- I'm not talking about the supernatural.
Are you not listening to me?
This is a real guy.
He was sitting across from me.
I could smell him.
He's sitting there talking to me, man.
That's not an apparition.
- Well, the body is an expression of the soul.
- Ugh, please, Mark.
- He's a smart motherfucker.
- Ah fuck.
- Basically, after the escapade,
well, after the experience you had at that house,
you bred life, you manifested this dark half,
this shadow, this darkness, this, this, this, this being.
And the more you deny it,
the more you breed guilt and so on and so forth into it,
the more real this being becomes,
the more, the more it becomes substance
and the more it will follow you
and the more it will bring about your demise possibly.
- You know what, I'm not gonna listen to this.
I'm not gonna listen to this, fuck you.
- Chill out, both of you guys.
August, have a beer, man.
Crack that open.
We got a magic carpet ride to go on tomorrow.
Everything's gonna be cool.
We'll take care of this guy.
If he's here, we'll shake him down.
- Yeah, that's right.
He is just one guy.
- One man's conscience is equal to a thousand men.
- You know, fuck this.
No, fuck this.
- If this guy's still in town, we'll crack his ass.
(Connie laughs)
- Oh my God, unbelievable.
Great, party, let's party.
Got some weed, got some booze.
Un-fucking-believable.
You! Out! Both of you, out.
Now!
- Just like the old times.
- Oh and thanks a lot for helping me out the other day.
- Come on, it was just-- - Just leave.
- I was here. - Out!
- Actually, I was here.
If this guy's still in town,
we'll take care of his ass, huh, forcibly.
- Unbelievable.
I mean, I ask you to do one thing.
I ask you to come on in.
Yeah, come on in to my house, whatever, yeah.
I ask you one thing, not to get drunk.
Do not drink.
Please do not drink in my house, August.
What is the first thing you do?
You go out and get drunk.
Not only do you go out, but you drag my brother along,
like he needs any help, you know.
Jesus, what, did you go out in a bar,
hang out the whole day with my loser brother and his friend?
Oh boy, you are really up there.
- Someone's following me.
I saw him tonight.
(ominous music)
I stole some money from this girl.
I broke into their apartment, and I took some money.
And this guy saw me do it.
And he followed me here.
I don't know what he wants, but he's here.
And he says it's about my tarnished soul.
- You stole money.
- I was drunk.
I was desperate.
It was a bad call on my part.
- "I was just drunk.
"I was drunk."
I let you come in here, again,
and you just brought your shit along with you.
You need to leave.
You need to go.
- I'm sorry, Connie.
(door clacks)
(phone rings)
- Hello.
Who?
Tika?
No, there's nobody here by that name.
No problem.
Hey, where's my dog?
- Who was that?
- It was a wrong number.
Have you seen Rusty?
- What did he sound like?
- It was a she.
Do you know where my dog is?
Have you seen Rusty this morning?
- See, the girl's name, Tika is the girl's name
who I stole the money from.
(phone rings)
Hello.
- What?
What?
- Hey, look, man.
Fuck you!
- What is going on?
- What's your, uh, what's your brother's,
what's Calvin's number?
- No, no, no, no, no, I don't want you involving Calvin.
- Just give me your brother's number.
- No, no, I'm not.
I don't want you getting him involved.
August, what is going on?
August.
August, dammit!
- Stop it!
- Look, don't involve Calvin in your shit, okay.
He's got enough crap of his own.
- This is bad shit.
- Oh Jesus.
- Calvin, wake up if you're there.
Hey, dude, wake up.
Listen, don't do anything without calling me first.
I'm at your sister's house.
Call me before you do anything.
Call me.
(phone rattles)
This is bad.
This is fucking bad.
- [Connie] What is going on?
- This guy who calls, who's calling you, is the devil.
He's the devil, or he's a demon or something.
- Will you listen to yourself?
- [August] Why can't you believe me on this?
- Why should I believe you?
Shit, man.
(Connie sighs)
Where is my dog?
- You still have my dad's gun?
- What?
- Do you still have my dad's gun?
- What do you need a--
- Yes or no!
Do you have the gun?
- Yes, I have it, why?
For what reason?
Why do you need-- - Go get it!
- Don't yell at me!
Why, what do you want, for what reason do you need the gun?
What?
- I'm gonna be gone for a little bit.
I want you to have something.
- Oh no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, you're not gonna be gone for a little bit.
You're getting out of here, August.
I mean it.
You're out of here and all this shit
that you brought with you.
I don't want you coming back, all right.
And by the way, I don't need a gun.
I don't need anything.
I'm not you.
- Calvin has to call me.
Tell him to call me.
I'll be at the bar.
I have to do this.
- The bar?
- I have to do this, Connie.
- Oh my God.
(upbeat dance music)
♫ The very moment that I met you
♫ I had my reservations about you
- [Woman] Are you waiting for somebody, honey?
- No.
- You're a liar.
(ominous music)
They just roll off your tongue, don't they?
Lies, lies, lies.
- Why you doing this to me?
- Why does anybody do anything?
(old man sighs)
You remember that little league coach?
(sinister music)
(old man grunts)
(old man laughs)
Why did he give you all that special attention, huh?
Left all those other little boys alone, didn't he?
- Listen, you sick piece of shit--
- You know, you jeopardize lives.
You're violent, and you're lonely.
You're confused, and you're frightened.
These are states of being.
They are not diseases or crimes or sins.
Now Ted, he understood.
Sometimes, it's best to just take yourself out
of the picture.
- Leave me alone.
- Or what?
- Or I'll kill you.
- Where am I gonna go?
Magic carpet ride?
- That goes for my family as well.
- What family?
You fucked that up, too.
Let go of me!
Continue this conversation in hell!
(ominous music)
- [Man] Hey, buddy, are you okay?
Hey, buddy, you okay?
- Did you see that guy?
- Who?
- The guy.
- Anybody see the guy he's talking about?
Get me whatever this guy is drinking.
- Well, looks like you're becoming a regular regular.
- Did you see the guy that was just here?
- No, you see this guy?
- He was with that guy last night.
- Yeah, the bartender says she saw you talking to him.
- He introduced himself to me last night.
Why?
- Guy shot himself last night.
Looks self-inflicted.
There was a note.
Did find this.
(Joe chuckles)
Nice-sized bump, you need to put some ice on that.
Where are you gonna be later,
so I can get a hold of you?
- I'm staying at Connie's house.
- Go there.
(suspenseful music)
(door creaks)
(door rattles)
- Hello.
- August.
- Jesus, Connie, what?
- Your friend's here.
- What happened?
- Well, the power's out.
- Oh shit.
- I'm getting these freaky phone calls today.
- This guy's hurting people.
He's hurting people. - What do you mean?
Where's Calvin?
- I don't know, he never showed up.
- What do you mean you don't know?
You didn't find him?
- I didn't find him.
He never came by.
- (sighs) The doors are locked.
I locked them already.
- No word from Calvin?
- [Connie] No, no.
- Fuck. - You were supposed
to find him.
- This is very bad, this is very bad.
This guy is--
(blinds rattle)
- Who's he hurting?
- This guy's, he can change his voice.
He changes the way he looks.
- Okay, but he's chasing you,
but he's hurting you. - He's hurting people
around me. - Okay, he's hurting people
around you, and he's changing his voice.
- I think he might have killed this guy, this guy Ted.
- You know how crazy this sounds?
I mean, you're talking about monsters killing people.
I believe that you're in trouble, I do.
(August grunts)
I think that you need to come back to reality
and what's the truth really about.
- This is real.
It's real.
- August, you live in this maze of smoke and booze,
and sometimes you just don't check into reality.
You're 30 years old.
I mean, you know, it's not working.
Whatever you're doing is not working.
You've wasted so much time.
- I've been thinking a lot about that,
and my time with you wasn't wasted.
I know that.
Do you think it was wasted?
- You walked, August.
You left me.
(glass clatters)
(Connie grunts)
Oh this is fucked!
- [August] Connie, give me the gun.
Just give me the gun.
- Wait, what are you gonna do?
- [August] Go in the bathroom, go in the bathroom.
- What, I'm not going to go in the bathroom.
- Just go to bathroom and call the police, Connie.
- Okay, I'll call the police.
- Call the police.
(suspenseful music)
- [Old Man] Are you ready to die!?
- [August] The cops are on their way.
- The cops!
(dogs bark)
(old man laughs)
Hey, I don't need this thing.
You think you can shoot me?
Well, go ahead.
- Go to hell.
- Put that gun in your mouth.
(August pants)
Stick that thing in your mouth.
You're a loser.
(ominous music)
You're a fuck up.
Pull that trigger.
Pull that trigger!
Suck that gun!
Die!
Die, die!
(dramatic music)
(fire roars)
- [Angel] The path to redemption lies within, August.
Remember, follow your heart, do what's just and right,
and The Other One can be defeated.
But forget what you've learned here,
and your future is uncertain.
Be well.
(dramatic music)
(solemn music)
(The Other One laughs)