[MAN] Tail lights. Five minutes.
Let's go. Let's lock and load.
We're movin' out.
Damn, it's a great day to be a marine. Hoorah.
Hey, you're riding with me. Gear up.
[LAUGHS]
I.E.D.!
- Get out! Get out! - I.E.D., 3:00!
Lay down suppressive fire!
I gotta get Ramirez!
Babe? Just open the door.
Come on.
Can you just open the door?
[HANDLE JIGGLES]
Babe, you...
you've been in there forever, and...
I don't know...
just...
did I... what... did I do something?
Because you've been home for five days,
you won't look at me, you won't talk to me,
you won't touch me.
Open the door.
God, you're so fucking selfish.
[BANGS DOOR]
Really? Oh, you wanna do that?
What does marriage mean to you?
'Cause a door? That's not...
that's not marriage to me.
Babe, please.
[KNOCKS] Open...
Okay, thank you. Can we talk now?
Say... say something.
Please.
I love you. I love you.
Come on.
Babe.
You're scaring me, babe.
Like, I don't... I can't...
I don't know how...
What are you doing?
No, you just got home.
You're not fuckin' leaving. You're not leaving again.
You're not fuckin' leaving.
Asshole. Really?
Don't you fucking push me ever!
You don't fucking push me.
-[GRUNTS] -[WHIMPERS]
[GRUNTING]
Gah!
No. No. No.
Baby, don't...
come on. Don't...
[KICKS DOOR]
[MEN CHATTERING]
...took a gunshot wound to the torso...
...had, like, a total mental breakdown.
Every day we were getting in battle with something.
Never having a break, it seemed like.
It was just crazy.
Almost got to where I couldn't take it.
[MAN] I heard a bang. I hit the floor.
My wife came in and saw it happen.
Made the worst noise I'd ever heard
anybody make in my life.
[REPORTER] He says post-traumatic stress disorder
caused him to shoot himself...
and he still faces it to this day.
'Cause there's no I.E.D.s
or rockets going off in my bedroom,
but the brain has a funny way of remembering those things...
thunderstorm comes,
first thing you do is you grab for a weapon.
...but also the smell of the battlefield
and the metallic taste you get...
depression, anxiety, paranoia...
there are consequences
to the type and length of deployment
that we've had in Iraq and Afghanistan
and around the world.
...seeing people that you know die in crowds.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
[WOMAN] ...problem is that most of what happens to people
as the response to a traumatic event
is so far beyond that...
the suicide rate...
...to really shift that diagnosis...
[VOICES OVERLAP, FADE]
Here you go. Keep the change.
ID.
Go ahead, man.
[ANNOUNCER] Right now, welcome to the stage,
second and final song for veronica.
Once again, second and final song.
Jackie's gonna be stepping out after this,
and don't forget to get yourself
a private dance in our V.I.P. Area.
[MAN RAPPING] ♪ Turn your signs up ♪
♪ yeah, throw your signs up ♪
♪ let's go ♪
♪ my homies in my hood got life in they pockets ♪
♪ nine in the waistline, ready to get it poppin' ♪
How are you doing, darlin'?
Okay.
How about you buy yourself a lap dance?
Oh, come on. I'll make it fun. I promise.
Two for one.
-Two for one? -Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Come on.
Okay.
♪ Then get up and do it, then get up and do it ♪
♪ then get up and do it, do it, do it ♪
♪ swagged out chick with my heels in your chest ♪
♪ so five-star red carpet I'm the best ♪
♪ rocking chains in the game, I'm a ice road trucker ♪
♪ good night, haters ♪
♪ mwah, pucker ♪
♪ LV purse, rockin' Vuitton shoes ♪
♪ now walking like a model ♪
♪ just ain't the same, no chicks in the game ♪
♪ all hell gonna break loose, better call a truce ♪
♪ I'm laying golden eggs, now call me mother goose ♪
♪ pretty girl swag pulling off in my jag ♪
♪ I got a millionaire mind so you know I'm 'bout my bread ♪
♪ shaking out the labels in a van like a Fed ♪
♪ I'm mooning all the time, go ahead shake your dress ♪
♪ big enough to do it, top model for a flash ♪
♪ I'm taking over this shit, you heard what I said ♪
♪ I'm taking over this shit you heard what I said ♪
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
[WOMAN] Yeah.
Uh, looks a little short.
Don't you... don't you think?
Looks like 25% to me.
I could make it 20% if that would make you feel better.
[KNOCKS] Am I cool to take off?
Mm-hmm.
[MAN] Tail lights. Five minutes.
Let's go. Let's lock and load, men.
We're movin' out. Damn it's a great day to be a marine.
-Hoorah. -This guy.
Oh, your dad,
uh, he showed up to Alisa's christening
smelling like he took a bath in Jim Beam.
Hey, that's just the way he smells, baby.
It's too many years being a jarhead.
I mean, you know,
it really sucked having to show up there alone.
I miss you too.
Especially since Nicky, you know,
he brought that new girl who was dressed like a hooker.
You know what? I'm gonna be back before you know it.
So are you being careful?
We're always safe.
We're on a paid vacation.
Boys, we don't wanna go to Cabo, do we?
-[HOWLS] -Hooah!
[WOMAN] I know. I know...
let's go, gentlemen. Gear up.
There he is. Corporal Romeo.
Hey, baby. Now you're on my time.
-Bye! -I gotta go, baby.
You're on my time. You know what happens when you're on my time?
-I love you. -Next time I have my slot, I'm gonna call you.
I love you. Love you.
Gear up, gentlemen. Let's go.
Hey, you're riding with me.
Gear up.
Sanchez, come get your laptop.
Shuttin' me down.
Dude, you are such a pussy.
[TOILET FLUSHES]
[ANNOUNCER] Gentlemen, that's gonna do it for us here tonight.
Last call at the bar.
Don't forget to drive safe and tip your server.
Once again, that's gonna do it for us here tonight.
Last call.
Standing by, next up on the stage is Mercedes.
Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage Mercedes.
Last call.
Thanks.
Hey, did you hear? It's last call,
so if you wanna order something else,
I should probably get it in.
-Drink up. -Yeah.
[SLURPING]
Nicely done. Thank you.
-Hold on. -Yeah, what do you need?
Look... look, look, give me a second.
I, uh...
I bet you this that I would show you such a good time
that you would not only give me the money back
but you... you might make breakfast for me.
-Yeah, I don't do breakfast. -Coffee...
and I'm not for sale.
Come on.
No, seriously.
All right.
You... you're missing out.
Oh, I bet. Ten drinks in?
Probably have the time of my life.
You know, I changed my mind.
With your body, I can see why
they just have you serving drinks.
Okay, so I'll, um, close out your tab then.
Yeah, you should do that.
Great.
Just put it on my card.
[WAITRESS] Got it.
[SIGHS]
[MUTTERS]
How are sales?
All right. It's actually pretty slow tonight.
What about suit boy?
Doubtful.
Just another fuckin' idiot.
Exactly.
Listen, I'm closing up tonight on my own,
uh-huh.
And I'd like it if you stayed
and you had a drink with me.
Oh, um...
it's just that my mom is in town,
so I... I just... I can't.
I'm sorry.
Shame.
[ANNOUNCER] All right, listen up.
Last chance dance with Victoria coming up.
And don't forget, every Thursday it's happy hour hump day
with weekly lap dance and drink specials
from 4:00 to 7:00.
[COFFEE GRINDER WHIRRING]
[WHIRRING STOPS, DISHES CLATTERING]
♪ Good morning, good morning, good morning, hey! ♪
What are you doing?
I'm getting good, dude.
I got this thing for 200 bucks.
How you feeling, hero?
Can you... could you not call me that?
-'Cause that's... -♪ Don't call you hero ♪
I'm sorry, dude.
I'm sorry. You talk to Jules?
Yeah.
Yeah?
No.
Okay.
Uh, hey, man, we gotta have breakfast with the Colonel.
Who's we? You and your new girl?
I guess me and you. He knows you're in town.
He wants to see you.
Why would you tell him that?
Because you're his son.
Yeah, well...
big hero back from saving the world.
Fuck.
But while you were saving the world,
I was learning this.
[PLAYS PIANO]
You want some more of that?
I'll play some Johann Bach if you want.
I'm very good.
You're a skilled... a skilled man.
I know that.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[WOMAN] ♪ Living in the meadow ♪
♪ the mighty, mighty meadow ♪
♪ with too many people ♪
♪ sucking all the water ♪
♪ and my daddy was a farmer ♪
♪ he was a racecar driver ♪
♪ he is a four-leaf clover ♪
Jesus Christ. Love these family outings.
Nothing like getting together with good old dad.
Well, we both know who my favorite is.
Where the hell is Jules anyway?
How come she's not here?
She's, uh...
we had a little fight,
so she's with her mom.
Well, that's about right.
She always was too good for you anyway.
Come on, dad.
Thank you, pop.
It makes me feel better about the situation.
You know, I knew that purple heart was gonna go to your head.
That's why I never accepted mine.
True valor does not require recognition.
More coffee, please.
-So, numb nuts... -Hmm?
What about you? You still dating that prostitute?
Matter of fact I am, dad,
and she's not a prostitute, okay?
She's a dancer. It takes skill.
They both get paid to shake their asses, though, don't they?
Yeah, well, it's different.
You know a little something about that, huh, pop?
You need to go home to your wife...
-What? -and straighten out this P.T.S.D. situation.
-My situation? -Hey, let it go, man.
I did two tours, okay?
-You're so full of bullshit. -Bosnia.
And I was in Iraq.
You were gone for six months.
My six months was more than your entire career.
Hey, hey, hey, we gonna do this shit right here?
Could we just eat breakfast?
This is why I can't be around you.
Just let it go, man.
Why you gotta talk about that shit?
[GROANS]
Hey.
Don't you ever disrespect me in public again.
All right? I am your father.
You wanna talk shit about my combat?
You think you're so special?
Every son of a bitch with a hangnail
is coming back from this war with a goddamn Purple Heart.
I gave up on his ass a long time ago,
that pot-smoking little shit.
But you...
I always loved you.
Always.
Well, now I hate the both of you.
You say that you love me but you gave up on Nicky?
You gave up on our whole family.
You gave up on mom.
You didn't respect her.
You weren't there for her when she needed you.
You treated her like shit, and you...
you listen to me, all right?
You wanna question my duty, my honor,
that's one thing,
but don't you ever question my devotion
to your mother again, or I will end you.
You understand?
You two think you're such men, huh?
You get your own fuckin' ride home.
Good seeing you, dad.
[DOOR BEEPS]
-Good morning, ladies. -Hi, how are you?
-Good morning. -How are you?
I ordered a necklace online for in-store pickup.
Sure. Do you have the receipt please?
Yes. Here you go.
All right. Great, thank you.
-Just give me one second. -No worries.
Oh, yes.
Oh, great choice you made.
-Oh, it looks perfect. -Beautiful, huh?
Yeah, thank you.
It's gonna look gorgeous on you.
Oh, thanks.
You're welcome. Take good care of it.
Will do.
Anything else I may offer you today?
No, I think we're all set. Thank you so much.
All right, thank you so much for coming by, ladies.
-Bye. -Thanks.
Bye.
[DOOR BEEPS]
Okay, fuck...
if I knew I could make money like that cocktailing...
well, thanks for not causing a scene this morning at breakfast.
You're gonna put that on me?
Come on, man. You know how he is.
He's gonna get into that shit every time.
That's why I tell you I didn't wanna come.
Dude, I could have had a cheese omelet this morning.
I'm having a fuckin' apple. I'm starving.
-Oh, well, well, well. -Hey, you.
-What's up, baby? -Hey, you.
Baby, this is my brother Luke.
Luke, this is my girl Selma and this is Michelle.
-Hey. -Hey.
-This is Luke? -My brother.
Nicky's brother.
What the... you guys know each other?
You fuckin' kill somebody?
No, we, uh... met.
He came into the club last night,
raked up a $350 tab, and then stiffed me.
I'm sorry.
Wait, what the fuck are you doing
spending $350 in a strip club?
Where are you getting that kind of money?
You know, I got money.
Really? Oh, wow.
-Don't... -My brother?
You gave him a lap dance?
You sneaky son of a bitch.
Did you see her little butt in the thing
and the little swirly thing?
Stop.
Little bit like this? Little bit like that?
-I'm fuckin' with you. -Stop it.
Hey, was it good? Was it good?
It was good, right? Hey, keep it in the family, man.
-I'm kidding. -Really?
He's so sensitive. Me? You're mad at me?
You just gave my brother a fuckin' lap dance.
That's what I fucking do, you asshole.
Yeah, and you do it well, baby.
Oh, thanks.
[RUMBLING]
Whoo! It's gonna be a hot one, boys.
Oh, yeah. You know Ramirez likes sweat drippin' off his balls.
I love it. Afghanistan.
-And it's hot every day. -Every day.
[LUKE] How's everything going with Mrs. Ramirez?
Good. How's Jules?
She's lovely, man. Thank you.
Yeah, she is.
Hey, baker said he heard
we're gonna be moving deeper
east into the valley next couple days.
[GROANS]
So I take it you're not a fan.
-I think it's beautiful. -I love it.
I'm good with it. You, Ramirez?
Glad you're stoked.
I.E.D.! Get out! Get out!
Ramirez!
May I help you?
Yeah.
I'm sorry to bother you.
You don't know me.
Listen, you can't just hang around a school yard
while there are kids playing.
Oh, no, no, it's nothing like that.
I knew your husband.
Served under him in Afghanistan.
I'm really sorry to bother you.
Look, um, now is not a good time, okay?
I have to get back to work.
Okay, I just, uh...
I really want you to have this.
Your husband was the bravest man I ever met.
It was an honor to serve under him.
Not a day will go by that I won't be thankful to have known him,
and I'm just really, truly sorry for your loss.
Okay, uh, kids, come on. It's snack time.
Let's gather 'round.
[BELL TOLLING, PHONE RINGS]
Yeah.
[WOMAN] Hello, is this Luke Stevens?
Who's this?
This is Stacey Ferguson
from American Express consumer fraud protection.
Yeah, yeah, I'm Luke. I'm Luke. This is Luke.
Yes, well, Mr. Stevens, I'd like to go over
and verify some recent activity on your card with you.
Our records show that this card has not been active
for the past nine months.
Were you recently out of town, Mr. Stevens?
Yeah, I... I was.
[WOMAN] If you could please verify
the last four digits of your social security number?
Yeah, 1887.
Thank you, Mr. Stevens.
We have a few more security questions to ask
and then I'll be happy to go over...
[BELL CONTINUES]
[RAP MUSIC PLAYING IN BACKGROUND]
-$9,000, Nicky? -Hey!
-Whoa! Shit. -what the fuck, man? Jesus Christ, man.
-I swear to fuckin' god. -Why do you have a gun?
'Cause you're gonna get your head blown off walking in like that.
You ain't gonna shoot shit. Look, I'm missing $9,000.
Do you have any idea how that happened?
No, man. I don't know what happened to your fucking money.
Fuck my shit up, man.
Sure mom would be real proud if she saw you.
Shut the fuck up, man. Don't. Don't.
Don't talk about mom, man. You weren't there.
Look, man, I'm missing nine grand...
Yeah, I heard you. I heard you.
I don't have your $9,000.
Do you see... man, I have money.
I don't need your money.
Yeah, you got so much money,
but somebody spent $3,000 at Macy's,
$1,500 at best buy, a bunch of money at a jewelry store.
All this happened since I came here yesterday.
Man, do I look like I shop at Macy's, huh?
No, you don't, but your two little girlfriends
that came in here this morning with their shopping bags full of shit
sure look like they do.
You don't know nothing?
You need to smoke a joint, man.
You're all freaked out.
Fuckin' crazy, man.
Hey, hey, take it easy, man.
Where's the last place you used it?
I don't use my card.
Well, obviously you did, man,
because that's how they fraud that shit.
Think about it. Retrace your steps.
Yeah, thank you.
They really fucked you up over there, man.
Jesus Christ. I lost count.
What a dick.
Fuck. You scared the shit out of me.
What are you doing here?
Think I wasn't gonna notice
my account being charged nine grand?
Don't fucking touch me.
What is your...
get over here.
I know it was you.
I know you charged my account. Where are you going?
Can you shut up for a second?
Calm down. First of all, I don't need your shit.
Okay? You're Nicky's brother. I wouldn't fuck you over.
Look, I don't care what kind of bullshit
you're involved in over here,
but I know I was here last night,
and now my account's missing $9,000.
Please listen to me for one second. Please.
Okay, look, Rifka, sometimes she...
-Who's Rifka? -she lifts a couple car...
-She's the club manage... -She lifts cards?
-Is she here? -No, she doesn't...
You're mi... can you just listen to me for a second?
You can't just walk in there.
See, that's the difference between you and me,
is that you wouldn't do this.
Hey, do you run this place?
-I'm so sorry... -Who the fuck are you?
...do shit.
Oh, suit boy.
What seems to be the problem?
My problem is that I came here last night,
and now I'm missing $9,000 from my credit card.
Is this something that happens regularly at your club?
What?
Look, kid, what's your name?
My name is Luke.
-Luke what? -Luke Stevens.
Luke Stevens.
There's nothing... nothing out of the ordinary here.
You see? Except that it doesn't
seem like you liked your service very much, huh?
You can take this and give it to your credit card company,
and if they have questions,
they can give me a call, all right?
But don't ever come in my club
and accuse me of anything.
You don't know me, and you don't know where the fuck you are.
-Get out. -It's time for you to leave.
How do you think that I'm just supposed to leave
with a bullshit receipt?
I am gonna call my credit card company
and see what they have to say.
You're more than welcome to.
-Did you pull his card? -No.
-Are you sure? -Oh, I'm fuckin' positive.
That's Nicky's brother.
Well, good. Then you have nothing to worry about, do you?
Nothing.
Except for possibly me firing your ass.
Go get changed. What are you doing standing in front of me?
Go.
Fix your fucking face.
♪ Where ya at? ♪
♪ where ya at? ♪
♪ we gonna play a game, so who's the next batter? ♪
♪ that's when we bust shells and make your egg splatter ♪
♪ your name don't matter, you better simmer down ♪
♪ start thinking when it's high time for dinner now... ♪
I'm sorry, sir.
She'll be right back with you in a minute.
25% wasn't good enough for you, huh?
Got greedy and you thought you could do this on your own?
How long have you been fucking stealing from me?
Hey!
You stupid little cunt. I took you in.
-I showed you the ropes. -Please just listen to me.
And this is how you repay me?
-I would never... -By fucking stealing from me?
I didn't do shit. Please, Rifka.
-I would never do any... -Shut up!
Oh, fuck. Fuck. Please listen to me.
-Where's my money? -I didn't do anything...
Where is my fucking money?
I wanna know what the fuck... [GROANS]
You stupid goddamn... ugh.
Who the fuck do you think you are?
You come up into my club and accuse me of shit?
Fuck you!
Rifka, that's enough.
I already called the cops.
Shit, man.
Pick up.
You gotta get down here right now.
And you tell your brother
he can sell his shit somewhere else.
You! Little girl.
You're in my pocket for 50 grand.
You have 24 hours.
Don't make me come looking for you.
Hey. Hey. Hey.
You all right?
I.E.D.! Get out. Get out.
Ramirez! Ramirez is down.
Okay, look at me in the nose.
Look at my nose. Pupils are... bilaterally.
Breath sounds are clear. Shears.
I.E.D., 3:00!
Lay down suppressive fire! I gotta get Ramirez!
I got you. Come on.
[WOMAN] Bilateral in the upper and lower extremities.
[GUNFIRE, MAN GROANS]
Does this hurt? Does your pelvis hurt?
Look, I need to cut these off,
because I need to see what I'm dealing with, all right?
[MAN SCREAMS]
Okay, we got an old pelvic wound.
And catheter tubing.
[WOMAN] Looks like he's got...
[COUGHS]
It's gonna be okay. Okay.
He's complaining of some jaw pain,
his nose is swelling, and he has some...
[OVERLAPPING VOICES]
[GROANS]
- [GUNFIRE CONTINUES] - We're en route.
Ah, fuck!
Caucasian male, approximate age 25,
possible fracture of the mandible.
-Vitals are... -Young man.
Can you hear me, young man? I'm gonna take good care of you.
I'm gonna need your help filling out paper work for your boyfriend.
Uh, he's not...
yeah, no problem.
[WOMAN ON INTERCOM] Dr. Forrest, dial 118 please.
Dr. Forrest, please dial 118.
-Hey, babe. -Hey.
You okay?
Are you okay?
Hey, did Rifka do this?
Can you do me a favor and just fill this out?
-Yeah, yeah. -We'll fill it out. Did Rifka do this?
Babe, just let it go.
Hey, can you, uh, can you get the doctor for me please?
-Dr. Shaw? -Think so, yeah.
[BEEPS] Paging Dr. Shaw. Paging Dr. Shaw.
Hey. What happened? What'd you do?
I didn't do anything, dad. Your son was being a hero again, all right?
-I was working. -Yes, doctor, they're right this way.
Yeah, that'd be a first. Have you called Jules?
No, I'll do it in a minute, okay?
-Are you here for Luke Stevens? -Yes.
-And you're Michelle? -Yeah.
We've stabilized him.
Three broken ribs, partially fractured jaw,
around 25 stitches. He's lucky, though.
Tough kid. He's gonna be okay.
Oh, thank god.
We'd still like to keep him overnight
for observation purposes.
Provided his condition remains stable,
he should be able to go home sometime tomorrow afternoon.
Good. Can we see him now?
Actually, Luke asked that only she come back right now.
He says he's really sorry,
but he'll see you guys in a few minutes.
Wait a minute. Are you telling me
that I can't see my son because he won't see me?
I'm sorry, sir. These are the patient's wishes.
He's gonna be fine. You'll see him in a little while.
-Thank you. -This way please.
-Take it easy, all right? -Fucking kinda bullshit is this?
Here.
What the fuck happened to him?
Fuckin' punched a guy in the face.
-Well, who the fuck is that? -I don't know.
He's very groggy, but he's anxious to see you.
This way.
He wants to see you. Hey, he wants to see you, dad.
-Just give him five minutes. -Your mother'd be... fuck him.
Don't fuckin' talk about mom.
How are you, son?
I'm sorry to hear about your N.C.O.
He was a good man.
I know you've been in the suck pretty heavy recently
and we've lost some good marines.
You've lost some good friends.
I also know that you've handled yourself admirably
and with honor.
And for that, you have the thanks and appreciation
of a grateful nation.
And I know that can't make up for what you've lost.
But I also want you to know
that when you return home...
you will be receiving the Purple Heart Medal of Valor.
I'll make sure of it.
Thank you again, son.
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
Right this way.
I'll leave you two alone.
-[DOOR CLOSES] -Hey.
God, you look really fucked up.
I need you to get me out of here.
Look, summer and your dad and Nicky,
they're all outside.
They wanna see you, so do you want me to go get them?
I need you to get me out of here.
You can't leave. You're not... you can't leave.
They don't, uh...
-they don't what? -They don't know.
They, uh... I didn't tell them.
How is that... how is that even possible...
you didn't tell him?
Sorry.
None of my business.
Just really wanna leave.
Please.
Okay.
Here you go.
If I, uh, give you some extra cash,
will you help me get him in the car?
He's pretty passed out.
[SIGHS] I'm getting too old for this shit.
Thank you.
[HORN HONKS]
[PHONE RINGING]
[RINGS, CLICKS]
It's Michelle. Leave a message...
And I'll consider getting back to you.
You better run, little girl.
Because when I catch you, and I will,
you were going to wish you were never born.
Fuck!
[MOANS]
Here. Take one of these.
Is this it?
Okay, okay.
Just help me out a little, okay?
All right. Almost there.
[LOCKS DOOR]
Man, I just don't know why he'd take off like that, you know?
I don't know. It's not like her to just not be there,
to just leave like that.
Why didn't he tell me where he was going?
Didn't even wait to fill out a police report.
I don't understand what's going on.
-[GUN COCKS] -I wouldn't do nothing stupid.
All right, all right, all right.
What the fuck is this?
I'm taking your money and your drugs.
You can consider it a down payment,
and you need to tell your little brother
that his new girlfriend,
she owes me the rest of the balance by tomorrow,
or shit's gonna get very real very quickly.
-You don't wanna do this. -No, I do wanna do it.
Ray?
This the best you can do?
Really?
I mean, I can't say that I'm surprised.
Your wits were never your best asset.
-Listen to me. -No, you listen to me.
You're very lucky I'm tired
and I'm not bashing your fucking face in
like I did your little brother.
[GROANS]
[GASPS]
This is me being nice.
Make sure you let them know, yeah?
[NICKY COUGHING]
Hey.
So we some fucked up version of Bonnie and Clyde?
Do you have any of those pain meds?
Oh, yeah, sorry. I had 'em in my purse.
Figured you'd still be passed out. Catch.
I, uh...
got you some stuff.
Figured you might...
want a change of clothes, you know?
Thank you.
I'm gonna clean myself up.
[JULES] Babe?
Just open the door, come on.
Come on.
[KNOCKS]
You're really starting to freak me out here.
Just...
you've been home for five days.
You won't look at me, you won't talk to me.
You won't touch me.
This is impossible, do you hear me?
This is impossible. I can't do this.
You know how long I've been waiting for you?
I've been here by myself,
and then you're finally home but you're not home.
[-DOOR THUDS] -[JULES] Open the door.
Open the door!
God, you're so fucking selfish.
Really? Oh, you want to do that?
You know, this isn't what I fucking signed up for, okay?
[THUDS] Open the door!
What does marriage mean to you?
'Cause a door, that's not... that's not marriage to me.
[PHONE RINGING]
-[BEEP] -Yo, man, the shit is getting out of hand, all right?
She showed up at the house.
She took my shit, man. She took everything.
Call me back, okay?
Call me back as soon as you fucking get this.
[SIGHS]
Can't fucking believe that bitch, man.
Baby, come on.
[PHONE RINGING]
[RINGING STOPS]
[SIGHS]
Those are really good.
[PHONE RINGING]
Jesus, just fuckin' pick it up.
Go ahead.
-[SIGHS] -[RINGING CONTINUES, STOPS]
What?
Nothing.
Do you... do you want to know what happened?
I kinda do, yeah.
I don't mind.
Doctor says it's good for me to talk about it with people.
He thinks that I'm having acceptance issues.
I just figure shit is what it is.
You want a beer?
Pretty good.
Here you go.
I'm on medical leave from the Marine Corps.
I'm based out of camp Lejeune in North Carolina.
But I... it doesn't matter, I'm just here to see her.
-Who? -Ramirez's wife.
And who's Ramirez?
He was my staff sergeant in Afghanistan.
Mm.
We were on patrol together when we hit an I.E.D.
What's that? What's...
It's a bomb.
So, we got blown up. He got killed instantly,
and I'm...
dealing with this.
God, I can only imagine.
What's scarier is how random everything is...
who lives, who comes back a hero,
comes back in a body bag.
[CUTS ENGINE]
I really don't think this is a good idea.
Baby, don't freak out on me, all right?
Just do this, all right? I just need 30 seconds.
I don't even know what I'm gonna do.
Baby, just go in there and be beautiful, all right?
That's what you do. Look, you got this.
Come here.
You got this, okay?
Hey, good luck, baby.
[RATTLES]
[SPRAY CAN RATTLING]
We've been telling Tyler forever and he just won't fix it.
Dre?
Look.
-See? -[SIGHS]
I'm no electrician, all right?
What am I supposed to...
I've got to go.
Oh, it's like that, huh?
Really?
Fuck.
Hey.
What you doing up?
Fire watch.
Every couple rotations, you get to be the guy
that stands guard while everybody else sleeps.
Most of the other guys hate it,
but I always look forward to it.
I like that it's calm,
still, and quiet.
It's not as hot.
People would always ask me questions
like if I ever killed anybody
or what it was like being there.
Stupid questions.
They're lucky they don't get the real answer, though.
It's true.
Seeing things definitely does change you.
One summer, I worked at this retirement home
in this shit town,
one of those places where nobody ever leaves.
But what they don't tell you
when you apply for a job like that
is how many people you wind up seeing die,
which I guess I should've expected.
It's a retirement home.
The thing that I found really fascinating
is that there was this common thread
that would happen when people were close to death,
I mean, like, when they're gonna die,
just that their biggest regret was that
they weren't willing to take bigger risks
and that they were scared of change.
That's crazy, right?
That's why I love that fuckin' truck.
I can get in it, I can drive, I can go anywhere.
I can sleep in that thing.
[CHUCKLES]
Anyway.
I should probably get some sleep.
Although I do agree, it's very peaceful tonight.
Baby, you gotta take her back!
What are we gonna do with her? You gotta take her back.
We're gonna do what I said, baby.
-Just stay cool, all right? -You gotta take her back.
I'm gonna do what I said we're gonna do.
I can't take her back, all right?
She's not some fuckin' toy I can take back to the store.
Give me the tape. It's in that drawer.
It's fine, baby. It's fine, okay?
Baby, you don't know what she's capable of.
I know what I'm capable of.
I got this, all right? Let me do this.
This is not good. This is not fuckin' good.
It's fine, it's fine. Will you stop saying it's not good?
-We can't keep her. -Look, lock the door.
-Lock the door, okay? Do it! -Fuck!
Do it.
Okay.
All right.
You want to fuck with me, lady?
Okay. Okay.
[TAPE RIPPING]
You know what?
I like you a lot better like this.
Okay.
[PHONE CLICKING]
[LINE RINGS]
Hey, this is Nicky. Hit me up after the beep.
-You know what to do. -[BEEP]
Hey, it's me. Call me back.
Hey.
[GROANS]
[PHONE CLICKS]
[JULES'S VOICE] Hi, babe.
I'm starting to really get worried about you.
[JULES] Baby, don't. Come on, don't...
[JULES'S VOICE] So, your dad left me a message
to call him back right away,
but then when I did, he didn't pick up.
And, I don't know, I've left Nicky like five messages.
I just hope you're okay. I miss you.
Babe, whatever it is, we can make it through.
Just come home.
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Wake up.
Wake up, wake up, wake up. Hey, hey.
-[GASPS] -That's right.
Remember this place?
This is my house.
Where you fuckin' stole from me.
Does this look familiar to you?
What's that? I can't hear you.
Mm.
What's that?
It looks like you're trying to say something there.
Better fucking kill me.
Oh, yeah?
If I make it out of here alive,
I will dedicate my every fucking breath
to hunting down everyone in the world that you love
and destroying their fucking lives.
You know what? You are so cute when you're angry.
What, you don't like this? You don't like that?
Listen to me.
I'm gonna fucking kill you...
-Do it. -Unless you tell me where my shit is.
-What's that? -Do it.
Yeah? Right here.
Unless you tell me where my shit is,
I'm gonna put a fucking hole in your brain, you get it?
[SIGHS]
How'd you sleep?
Fine.
You okay?
Have you ever worn a piece of jewelry for a really long time
and then unconsciously gone to move it
even though you know it's not there?
Yeah, I've done that.
It's a phantom limb.
It's when you're missing a piece of your body,
but you think you can still feel it
even though you know it's gone.
Doc said it's gonna be happening less and less.
But I don't want it to stop happening.
I don't want to forget what it feels like to be a man.
I saw a lot of guys get hurt.
[EXPLOSION]
And I saw them tell them that they know how they feel,
and that they know how to help them,
that they know about P.T.S.D., and they don't know.
They know the words.
They say P.T.S.D.,
I.E.D.
Are you okay? Are you okay?
It's okay.
They know what they're supposed to be saying,
but they don't understand the meaning
of what they're saying.
They can't until they experience it themselves.
[MICHELLE] But you did.
With Rifka and Dre.
Stepping in there like that...
that is what makes you a man.
[PANTING]
Where is my shit?
Mm. You have no idea who you're fucking with.
Who am I fucking with?
Do you know where I come from?
I don't know. Hell?
Pretty fucking close.
Yeah?
-Am I supposed to be scared right now? -You should be.
-I'm supposed to be scared of you? -Yes.
-Really? -Yes.
Well, I'm not.
You will be when they come for me.
Oh, really?
Nobody's gonna come for you.
-Bullshit. -And I'm gonna bury you
In a fucking hole in the woods.
Do it!
[EXHALES]
[RINGING]
[DOOR CLOSES]
I gotta call my brother. You fuckin' shut up.
[PHONE RINGING]
[NICKY] Where the fuck did you go, man?
I'm waiting at the hospital with summer
and you don't fucking...
Nicky, hold on, hold on.
Look, man, she came to my house and she...
I handled it. I handled it.
Nicky, what are you talking about?
The fucking mess you put us in.
I handled it like I handle everything else.
Why do you have to go around being a fucking hero all the time?
Nicky, you don't understand. I need you to stay away from this chick.
Yeah, well, it's a little late for that.
-Nicky, hold on, wait. -Where's my shit?
Where's my shit?
You are foolish.
Where's my fucking shit?
-Foolish little boy. -Where is it?
Just like your brother.
How does that feel, huh?
I fuckin' hate violence.
[SIGHS] Let's go for a ride, huh?
Let's go for a little ride. There we go.
[ENGINE STARTS]
So, who's Jules?
That's my wife.
I haven't been able to tell her yet, either.
It's not a secret that's very hard to keep to yourself.
I always knew it was you that ripped me off.
-Bullshit. -I did.
You did not.
You're suspicious.
Nicky!
Hey!
Open up!
[POUNDING ON DOOR]
-Come in. -Where's Nicky?
Where the hell have you guys been?
What the fuck are you doing here?
Just get in here. Where have you been?
What the fuck is this? Nicky!
[SUMMER] I woke up this morning, they were gone, okay?
-Where'd he go? -He kidnapped Rifka.
-He what? -I don't know. Last night, okay?
He went fucking crazy. He kidnapped Rifka,
brought her back here all drugged up and shit,
and then I wake up this morning, they're both fucking gone.
What the hell am I supposed to do?
I'm supposed to go to work today.
You need to be... hold on for a second, okay?
You need to go to work and act like everything's fine.
How the fuck am I supposed to do that?
If you do that,
they'll assume it has nothing to do with Nicky.
If you go in and act like everything's cool,
they'll blame it on us.
That's gonna give us a couple hours,
and we're gonna try and find Nicky.
I need you to do this.
-You can do this. -Of course she can. You can do that.
Right?
Yeah, fine, I'll do it.
Let's go.
[NICKY] Come on, walk!
Go up there, go up there, go to the fuckin' office.
Get in there. Fucking go.
Now, I figure between stolen cash and product,
you owe me about 10 grand.
Have you thought this through at all?
You think I'm just gonna give you the money
and you're gonna be able to walk away?
Here's what I think's gonna happen.
You're gonna get down on your fuckin' knees.
Fuckin' do it. Do it!
Now, you listen to me.
If you ever fuck with my family
or try to fuckin' steal from me again,
I swear to god, I'll put a fuckin' hole in your head.
Now, why don't you crawl to wherever you keep your dirty money
and get me 10,000?
Now, before I make it 20!
You think I'm fucking playing it you? Crawl!
Come into my house? Open that shit up!
Fucking open it!
Come on, now! We don't have all fuckin' day.
Let's go!
Oh, I'll just... I'll wait out here.
Yeah.
-[FAINT MUSIC PLAYING] -Right? Right?
-Yeah, hey, dad. -Hey. Hey.
-Sorry I gotta interrupt you. -Where you been?
You know, you got the G.I. health coverage.
You didn't need to run out on that hospital bill.
Goddamn, you look like shit, boy.
-Dad, I, uh... -Where the hell is Jules, anyway?
Who the fuck was that number you were with earlier?
-She's... -Don't matter.
I'm just glad you're here and you're okay.
I knew you would be. You're always okay.
In fact, I was just telling the boys about you, wasn't I?
Talking about my son, Luke,
who just got back from Afghanistan.
Over there killin' himself some of them goddamn terrorists.
That's right.
Yeah, dad, that's great and everything,
but I came here to talk to you.
What? What is so important
that you have to interrupt when I'm telling the guys
about you service to your country
and to our beloved Marine Corps?
Semper fi, do or die, devil dog.
Aroo.
You seen Nicky?
No, I haven't seen Nicky.
Not since you wouldn't see me at the hospital the other night.
Well, I think he's in some sort of trouble.
Well, what else is new?
You know what? Come over here
-so I can talk to you. -What?
What, do you need me to wipe your ass or something?
-Jesus. -Have you seen your son?
No, I haven't seen Nicky.
He's in serious trouble.
He's probably sitting at home right now
in that stupid apartment
stoned off his ass, as usual.
Should've known you woulda been useless.
Frank Stephens!
You guys hear all his war stories in Iraq?
Doing about as much as he did back in the Gulf.
Don't even worry about Nicky.
I'll take care of that.
I mean, I might as well, seeing as how
I'm the only real devil dog in the family.
[GLASS BREAKS]
Is that right?
You gonna make me embarrass you in front of all your friends?
Do you think that I want to go clean up after Nicky?
Because I don't.
But I'm going to because that's what a real marine would do,
but that's something that you would only understand
if you had ever seen any combat or ever fired your rifle.
So just stay.
What?
What are you looking at, huh?
Clearly, he's got some kind of P.T.S.D. crap
going on, messin' his head up.
Get back to your drinking.
[ENGINE STARTS]
You seen Rifka?
No.
So how's your idiot boyfriend?
He said something about going to see his supplier,
getting back some of the stuff you stole from him yesterday. Why?
Tell me where he's at. Where is he?
Sorry! I'm sorry! Sorry!
What you gonna do now, genius?
Uh, now... now, uh...
now... now we negotiate.
All right?
-Negotiate. -Uh-huh.
-Negotiate what? -Uh, peace treaty, okay?
Set that down, all right?
I'll be the pilgrims. You be the Indians.
-Peace treaty. -Mm-hmm.
-With me tied to a chair? -Yeah.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Look, shut up. Shut up. All right?
It's either this or I pull the trigger, okay?
-It's your choice. -You don't have it in you.
No?
No.
Fuck. Fuck.
Cut me loose or you're a dead man either way.
I ain't fuckin' cutting shit.
I will fucking do it, man. I will fucking shoot you.
[LAUGHS]
Fuck. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
-[COCKS GUN] -Get down.
-All right, all right. -Stay there.
Thank god, Andre. I'm so glad to see you.
[TAPE RIPS]
Fuck. All right, man.
[PHONE RINGING]
Hey, where are you? Are you okay?
You really think you can trust that bitch?
Do you know how I met her?
-If you lay a finger on her... -She fucked somebody over
and I took her in, and...
-What'd he say? -No, it's Rifka.
And you know how she paid me back?
She took me for 50,000 fucking dollars!
Please stop!
And she will fuck someone else over right after you.
I guarantee it. I mean, think about it.
If she hadn't ripped you off,
your fool brother wouldn't be about to take
his last fucking breath.
But you know what? It's too late.
So say goodbye to him.
LUKE: Nicky!
[SCREAMS]
Stay down. Call 911. Get an ambulance.
Stay down.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTERING]
I can't believe Rifka and Dre are dead.
That's... crazy.
Your dad. That's intense.
I'm so sorry, baby.
I just didn't know what else to do.
Nicky. Nicky, you're gonna be okay.
Don't you worry. That's my son.
You take good care of him, huh?
-It's gonna be okay, Nick. -[MUTTERS]
-Gonna be okay, Nicky. Huh? -Mm.
Don't you worry.
We're gonna get through this, Nicky.
-Hey. -Hey.
So you gonna come to the hospital?
I'll probably take off.
I could use a change of scenery.
Okay.
-I guess I'll see ya. -Yeah.
-Hi. -Hey.
My dad call you?
-Yeah. -There's... that's him.
What happened?
A lot.
I'm sorry.
♪♪