(upbeat electronic music)
(horn honking)
Fuck it.
The two most cinematic words in movie history.
Would you shut the fuck up about this movie shit already?
If I have to hear one more time
about this movie or that movie, I don't care.
No one cares.
No one gives a flying fuck
about these movies, especially here.
We're literally in Hollywood.
Yeah, dude. We're in a cliche after party in the hills.
Do some drugs.
Fuck some bitches, dudes, whatever you're into.
I don't care, anything but this fucking movie shit,
stop with it.
(hip hop music) (lyrics muffled)
I'll fuck with this.
Dude, this is some mainstream hip hop bullshit.
This ain't art.
Man, who the fuck hurt you? (laughing)
Come on, man.
I'm a manic-depressive dude?
Can't you see how fucking happy I am?
You don't take anything seriously, do you?
Only the funny shit.
I mean all of these after parties are the same.
(hip hop music)
It'd be amusing now if there was a slasher movie,
killing all influencers.
I'm a fucking rock star, bro.
I'm not an influencer, you fucking dipshit.
That's some dark, fucked up shit anyways.
Like stupid, who would even watch that?
Clever people.
You're one weird dude.
Also, you're not a rock star.
(guy sniffing)
Yeah, and you're not as smart as you think you are.
I mean, you're kind of a fucking loser.
You follow around these influencers with a camera,
filming them and doing dumb shit, fucking movies, man.
Like, you know what you are?
Kind of their little bitch.
Fucking camera man.
No, that I'm not.
Well, if you love movies so much,
why don't you just fucking marry them?
Come on.
Don't be crazy.
Logically, how can I be faithful to only one movie
if I have to watch all of them?
I can't marry them.
(dark music)
I mean, I'd have to be single forever,
and technically I'd be cheating on them.
Hypothetically or would that be figuratively?
Bro, you're fucking rambling again about these movies.
Will you just shut the fuck up?
Just shut the fuck up about it man.
Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up.
God damn.
That's good shit.
That blow you just put up your nose?
- Yeah. - That shit came out my ass.
The fuck?
Yes, sir sky.
Man, how the fuck do you think
I get that shit from Columbia on the airplane?
Bro, that's fucking disgusting.
Oh, fuck man. (coughing)
(people talking in background)
Buddy needed to go anyway.
I love movies too, (indistinct).
And by the way, that shit did not come outta my ass.
It came from, you're very friendly
neighborhood dope dealer, me, and I got a fresh batch.
So how much you want?
I'm all set for tonight, but next time.
All right, cool.
You travel with them two phones or what?
Seriously bro, anything you need, I got you.
Appreciate it.
T minus three days.
You ready for fake-chella in that desert heat?
I hope not.
It's all bougie blendness anyways.
Listen man.
Fake people. Fake smiles.
Real money.
Just follow the hype.
Don't get lost in the sauce, man.
None of this is real.
I am the sauce.
I'm the gravy, the enchilada,
the marinara, the Sriracha.
(upbeat electronic music)
We're both weirdos.
Fucking love you man.
That was kind of weird.
(upbeat jazz music)
What if she wasn't an actual prostitute and
she's gonna kill him first?
What should she be doing
if she actually wants to get in the car?
I dunno. I'm not sure though.
You okay? You're talking to yourself.
Oh sorry, I'm just thinking out loud.
What are you working on?
Me?
Just a movie about a pimp and a prostitute.
Oh, so do they die in the end?
Maybe.
I just got started.
I'm really at the beginning.
So that's it?
A hooker movie?
Kind of boring.
Is it for 13-year-old boys or?
The punchline is, we're all fucked,
or we all get fucked.
That's too obvious?
I knew something was off.
What's your name?
I'm Lobo.
Shit, sorry.
You say sorry a lot.
Only when I'm genuinely flustered. Sorry.
(laughing) You're cute.
Facially or mentally?
(person laughing)
What's your name?
Dayzee. With a Y.
There's usually a Y in Daisy.
D-A-Y-Z-E-E.
Oh yeah.
Well, that's neat.
(soft music)
You have very pretty eyes, Dayzee with a y.
(soft music)
Tell me where you're from, what's your story?
And like give me the three second version of it.
Only the good stuff.
Okay.
Eastern European
and
tragic, with a sprinkle of heartbreak.
Regular tragic or,
dark, twisted, fucked up kind of tragic,
Super dark,
and in a cold tragedy.
(soft music)
Same.
Nice.
Nice?
That's a little,
little scary.
I'm not scary.
Maybe a little crazy, but I'm not scary.
Crazy Dayzee.
Maybe?
(Dayzee stomping on phone)
Let's get out of here.
Wherever you wanna go.
Let's think about this logically.
A beautiful foreign girl who speaks fluent English
with no form of communication
in the middle of the night,
wants me to take her
wherever I wanna take her.
Tick tock, tick tock.
Sure. Why not?
It wouldn't be the weirdest thing I've ever done.
50% chance I die.
More like 80%. (laughing)
And that'll make a good story, so fuck it.
You okay with walking, 'cause I'm all the way there.
(pop music)
Are you sure about this?
For some reason, I'm trusting you.
You're trusting me? (laughing)
That's crazy.
I wouldn't trust me.
(pop music) (lyrics muffled)
Where you've been all my life?
[Dayzee] A little busy, trying to take over the world.
Ready?
[Lobo] Yeah, let's go.
♪ If you wanna light the match say yeah ♪
I wanted to show you this spot because
this is my favorite spot in LA.
I love it here.
Why live in LA if you're not gonna enjoy it for what it is?
Sunsets and palm trees.
I can't see anything, it's nighttime.
You know what I mean?
So this is it?
A pretty view.
Yeah.
You're flawless.
You know that?
Any tattoos?
Any scars?
They're all in here.
(laughing) Sorry, that was just,
that was a good line.
I believe you though.
Pain recognizes pain.
I gotta be honest with you, I... Are you a wizard?
No, a magician at times but, listen I,
I have this thing.
- You're a vampire. - No.
You drink salsa like a soup.
Mm-mm.
I need to watch a movie a day or my life is out of order.
I haven't watched one today, so something feels off.
I just,
I wanna make people feel, that's it.
Well, that is weird.
But it's not that weird.
Movies aren't really my
jam, but everyone has their thing.
That's the issue?
I don't have enough money to make my movie.
(soft music)
Okay, so tomorrow we rob a bank
and we start making a movie.
Easy peasy.
What's it about?
Well, it was about a pimp and a prostitute.
Ah, right.
That one.
Well, we'll work on it.
(soft music)
Do you really love movies,
or are you just pretending to love movies?
- Don't move. - What?
Hey? - Got it.
Hmm. A magic trick, huh?
Look.
There's nothing there.
I got your attention.
(Dayzee laughing)
Is this a good laugh or a bad laugh?
You have my attention, super much.
You know the feeling you get when
you experience something and
your whole body's shaking,
like whatever you saw, heard, whatever it was you,
you just fucking felt it.
You can't control what comes out of you.
You burst out laughing, crying, whatever.
It's a rush.
Like you need time to process what happened.
Like, what the fuck was that? What just happened?
That's what I'm chasing.
I'm
trying to make people feel that visually.
That's what movies do to me.
And that's what I want to give to people.
You could maybe just do drugs,
but you didn't answer my question.
I didn't?
(pensive music)
Maybe I just wanna see pretty people
lie to me on the big screen.
God, do I fucking love movies.
Just talking about it gets me so excited.
Can you feel it too?
Feel what?
Ask me again.
Okay.
Do you really love movies?
I never abandon things and movies never abandon me.
Just don't move.
(camera beeping)
You always just have a camera with you.
Yeah. Who doesn't?
What is this for?
I don't know, I
just wanna keep whatever this is.
I observe, I don't talk too much.
(Dayzee laughing)
You talk a lot, for someone who doesn't have much to say.
Stay right here.
(soft music)
This isn't my place, just crashing here for a few nights.
Perks of traveling the world, but no place to go home.
[Dayzee] So no place, no car. Got it.
Oh, and since you got the lighter.
I put it.
If you want to
fudge, smile when you give this lighter back.
It never works.
It hasn't worked yet.
Think positive.
So,
what do you do, movie guy?
- What do you mean? - For work?
Be clever, but it doesn't pay much.
Are you any good at it?
Not with what I'm doing.
Traveling and filming influencers really just
kills any intellect you have.
Ah, so you're a social media person.
- No. - Videographer?
No.
Filmer?
Movie director.
One day.
Movie director.
I knew that.
I could have been a spy.
See how fast I figured that out?
Pew, pew.
You're a little too noticeable to be a spy.
But yeah, what you see is what you get.
You know,
they say fall in love with a movie director
and he'll never let you die.
Promise,
you'll never let me die?
All I have in this world is my smile and my word,
and I don't break them for nobody.
Mm-mm.
So, what's really your type?
Dirty mind with a kind heart.
Oh, what was that?
I was just trying to get the first awkward kiss
out of the way.
All right.
(Dayzee clearing throat)
I was just gonna use you, okay?
But you're just so
sweet.
That sounds like a bad thing.
I'm gonna be completely and totally honest with you.
And if you hurt me,
just know what you'd be destroying,
the last little piece of hope I have left
in this big sad world.
I put myself in a bad situation.
There's this guy that supplies a lot of the hush hush
poker games for athletes and celebrities around LA
with girls he imports internationally.
I saw it as a way to come to America,
come live the lavish life in America,
like what you see on social media.
But no,
it was more of a,
a sex entrapment camp.
I escaped,
but they kept my phone, IDs, passport.
(somber music)
The things they did to us.
Let's just say, not every princess gets happy.
I don't have anyone
or anywhere to go.
There it is.
I knew you were too good to be true.
(somber music)
I do.
You do what?
I do, I'll,
I'll marry you.
You'll get my heart and an American citizenship.
It's a win-win.
You and me, Lobo and Dayzee?
(gentle music)
You make my heart smile.
What's the catch?
I'm full on delusional.
I believe in myself when I clearly have no reason why.
You tell me I can't do something,
I'll try to figure it out immediately.
But clearly I
don't have anything figured out.
Yet.
I believe in you.
And since you don't have any documents,
we can just invent a back story.
Dayzee,
Eastern European pop star conquers America.
That's your life.
I can't sing.
Doesn't matter.
♪ Near, far ♪
♪ Wherever you are ♪
That's what I grew up with.
Voice of an angel.
- Really? - No.
But honestly, what's the worst thing that can happen?
We fall in love and we conquer the world.
And if not, you're free to go.
(soft music)
I won't lie to you.
I will be honest with only you.
Like that phone I broke
wasn't mine.
You can lie to me, like you probably should.
All I want is just your loyalty and you have mine in return.
(soft music)
I'll be your ride and die.
Ride and die?
Is that not the right way of saying it?
Eastern European.
I kind of love it, my ride and die.
We could get matching tattoos.
We could drink bleach.
That wasn't a no?
(knocking on door)
Yes, sir sky.
[Entrant] Would you look at these?
You're early, my brother.
But your merch is coming soon.
Ah, I need these.
Mm, no sir sky.
These are for Tornado.
Man, fuck Tornado.
I'm good for it.
I bet you are, but there's a moral code.
Come on, sexy.
You trust a pimp?
No, it's just negotiation.
All right, I'll give you a few to hold you over.
It's more like it.
See, my bitches know I love to fuck.
I wake up, fuck two bitches.
Eat their pussy for breakfast, fuck another hoe.
Go out and sell some shit, me a day.
Come back with some money, and a new bitch,
and I'll be fucking that bitch all night.
See, I let these hoes feel like they smart.
Like they know something.
I be in they ear like, damn baby,
you smart for your age.
The whole time I let 'em feel like they ideas matter.
I talk corporate to them bitches.
They love that shit.
I just be buttering them up.
And the bitches that love to be choked,
they be the most empty ones.
I be choking 'em,
punching 'em in the face, foot all on they face,
fuckin' 'em.
And you get a free punch in the face card.
Call it a donkey kick.
These bitches love to get fucked.
Truly fucked.
You gotta leave they legs shaking
like a epileptic seizure.
Shit, that's when they give you everything.
Hey, you like this song?
It's all right.
You like it, right?
The fuck I'm saying.
These hoes is too fuckin' ambitious.
Just get the fuck back in the kitchen.
Let us men take care of you.
Everybody fuckin' soft.
But not this fuckin' guy.
I take what the fuck I want, when I want.
You fuckin' savages out here.
What?
You heard what the fuck I said.
Man, will you turn that down?
(gun firing)
(dramatic electronic music)
It's time to pimp.
Morning.
Hey you.
Where'd you go?
I was thinking it's day two of not seeing a movie,
and my life is even more out of order
and I'm even more on edge.
Ow. What are you doing?
I bite you. I claim you.
(Dayzee giggling)
Perdido.
[Lobo] It's a softy.
TH is the.
Perdido.
Exactly.
It means passionate in Spanish.
In general or?
(soft music)
I'm not a tough guy, but just fuck it.
I need you to tell me where those guys had you.
I'll just go get your stuff.
I don't ever want to go back.
Those people... I have to do it.
It's eating me up inside.
And after, we can have our happily ever after.
Okay?
Don't be scared. - I'm not.
I'm scared of what I do to them.
Yeah.
Maybe a little crazy.
I'll just go get your things.
- You're serious? - Yes.
You'll show me where it is?
My ride?
And die.
(car alarm beeping)
Nice car.
Thanks. It's not mine.
Careful.
(door closing)
(car starting)
Ooh, girls must be so turned on by this, huh?
There's probably guns in here too.
Guns are a big no for me.
People I work for love 'em, but me?
I can't.
Also, let's not get pulled over. You're an alien.
I'm an alien?
Maybe an immigrant or,
you're pretty for an alien.
Ow. Jesus Christ.
Still mine. Now you can focus.
You do know how to drive, right?
It's automatic, right?
Oh shit.
Forgot something. - What?
Okay.
Let's ride.
No?
Let's dance.
(car revving)
Let's go.
(eerie music)
(uptempo electronic music)
I'm ready.
Okay, Van Damme.
♪ Because I'm a motherfucking hard stuff ♪
♪ Bitch I'm about to lose my mind ♪
♪ All your trash talking haters ♪
♪ Go away they're fucking lying ♪
How is it in there?
You really don't have to do this.
I'm unarmed.
Nobody's gonna do anything, and I have to do this.
All right, you just stay in the car.
I'll be right back.
(hip hop music) (lyrics muffled)
(tense electronic music)
I might slap a bitch like, bitch.
(laughing) And you are?
(laughing) Kind of look like a cop.
Definitely ain't no robber.
Seem like a nice guy.
Can't be no pimp, though. (laughing)
(sighing) What a day.
Look man, I'm in a good mood,
so I'm gonna tell you right now.
Get the fuck out, like the little bitch you are.
Bro, I shoot tough guys like you all the time
and it's cool,
and whatever.
I'm a bitch, I'm a nice guy, whatever.
That's not what I'm here for.
You?
You a shooter?
Yeah, I shoot all the time.
(pimp laughing)
What the fuck?
You in Frosty's shit.
Frosty fucking compound.
And I'm gonna tell you like this,
you came at the right time.
I'm about to fuck all my bitches.
It's gonna be a fuck fest in here.
Hey Alexa,
play Frosty's fuck mix,
69.
Ha ha.
♪ She broke my heart ♪
So I broke her jaw.
(Frosty coughing)
Oh, where my bitches at?
What the?
Why the fuck you still here?
I'm just here to get my girl's belongings,
and then you won't see me ever again.
That bitch Dayzee brought you into this compound?
Oh, that's what?
Where the fuck is she at?
And who the fuck are you?
I'm the guy she chose to be with.
(Frosty laughing)
I'm the guy she chose to be with. (laughing)
Yeah, that was a stupid line.
I'm the guy she chose to be with.
Oh, you Captain Slave or Ho.
Ah, you got a lot of balls coming into my shit.
But I tell you now, bro, you just fucked up.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey, what?
Oh, you wearing a fucking wire?
Listen, all I want is Dayzee's stuff, or.
Oh, fuck you or what?
Ten-four backup.
[Frosty] Oh hell no.
[Lobo] I'm just kidding.
Ah, fuck that.
Where my guns bitch?
I'm gonna kill you, man.
You in my scene you trash crafted.
We about to make America brown again, bitch.
Oh, what the fuck?
Where the fuck you come from, bitch?
You just gonna come in here like that.
I was gonna send my mini mes and come find you, bitch.
What the fuck? Get away from me, bitch.
Come on baby.
Bitch.
That's just a love tap.
Oh,
it's like that?
Ah. What's the problem with you hoes?
Everybody around this bitch think they special and shit.
I am special.
Bitch, don't nobody want you.
I want her.
Shut the fuck up.
Let the adults talk,
and you stay in a fucking child's place.
Dayzee, this what we doing?
This what we doing?
This y'all, this shit?
Wow.
(dramatic music)
All right.
How much y'all fucking want? Huh?
How much y'all want to get the fuck up outta here?
Nothing.
Nothing?
Nothing.
That's what the fuck you said when I put it in you,
over and over, doggy style.
Roe, Roe.
Nothing to fucking say, bitch?
- Dayzee. - Fuck you.
I left you like a little teeny rose, ho.
Dayzee.
Yo, fuck you, bitch.
How the fuck you gonna bring somebody in my shit, bitch?
You my ho.
Let her go.
Shut the fuck up, bitch.
You ain't pop.
You soldier boy, bitch. Fuck you.
Fuck you, bitch.
And I'll fuck you tonight, ho.
Stop fucking smiling.
(gun firing)
(Frosty moaning)
I was raised by wolves.
(Frosty coughing)
Huh?
Come on bro.
It's just a flesh wound.
(gun firing)
(tense electronic music)
That's a love tap.
What the fuck?
We need to get the fuck out of here?
Is that it?
It, it's colorful.
Is this your bag?
Gimme the gun. Gimme the fucking gun.
(tense electronic music)
(gun clattering)
Fuck.
Come on! Fuck.
(tense electronic music)
Fuck fuck fuck.
Go, go, go.
(car alarm beeping)
(uptempo electronic music)
Fuck, my necklace.
(Dayzee laughing)
This isn't my bag.
What's in it?
Fuck, that's a lot of pills.
That's a lot of pills.
We gotta get rid of that shit, ASAP.
Fuck me.
I may know somebody, but first.
(car starting)
Let's get the fuck out.
(car revving)
(tires squealing)
(uptempo electronic music)
You can't sneak up on anyone
with such an offensive vehicle.
(door closing) Is it fast?
I don't care. It's not mine.
Should we take off our shoes?
You're fine.
You're, you're, you're all right.
Let's get you cleaned up.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down, Lobito.
(person speaking in foreign language)
Whose blood is that?
This is Dayzee.
She's my future amazing wife, Dayzee with a Y,
my ride and die.
And this is my step uncle, Proximo.
Hi.
The pleasure's mine.
Forgive me for not having anything prepared.
Tio, please don't trip.
We just need your help.
What kind of shit you get into now?
Forgive him. He's a man child.
Well, he's cute.
Whose blood is that again? Is it yours?
No.
That's what I was trying to get cleaned up.
Do you have a rag?
Yeah, restroom under the sink.
[Lobo] Where?
Restroom, under the sink. They're in there.
Don't make me go in there.
Yeah, yeah, I'll find it.
Take a seat.
You're Perdido, too.
What are you passionate about?
Excuse me?
Perdido means passionate.
It means someone who was lost.
Oh.
Got it.
I hate asking, but quick Lobo rent.
Please don't cut me off.
Dayzee was imported from overseas
by some really bad people.
And we went to get her stuff back.
Just the essential, passport form, whatever.
And,
we had to kill a pimp named Frosty.
I was hoping that you could find out
if there's any words on who might have done it,
just to know if we're in the clear.
You killed someone?
I.
I shot and killed Frosty.
I distracted him.
I'm sorry, I can't do guns.
Ask him why he doesn't like guns.
Why do you not like guns?
Because my biological father ate a bullet in front of me.
He was one of the best bull fighters in Spain.
But one day a bull just shattered his leg,
and he couldn't live on without being cheered on, so.
You two really killed some pimp named Frosty?
I'm out of that world, Lobito.
You of all people know that.
I know, but,
for all the time I've helped you, for all the,
I could have put that in.
It doesn't even fucking matter.
I'm not asking you for money.
I'm not asking you for anything else.
I know you're still connected.
It's just some information.
Please, that's it.
(tense electronic music)
I still got some people
that keep me informed from time to time.
I think they may be DJing a bar mitzvah.
I'll go talk to 'em.
Thank you.
(rock music)
Hi.
Gosh, I haven't done one of these in person
in such a long time.
How exciting.
The scene is,
you walk past a group of hip hop guys and their posse.
They look at you and start whistling.
Then you look over at your girlfriend and say,
Oh, the scam must have gone up.
Guess I need to lose weight.
Inseam.
You're, wow. That was incredible.
You killed it. I mean, I felt that.
Did you feel that?
Yeah. Oh my God.
I've been using a new technique.
But you can't say that.
I'm sorry.
I'm ethnic.
Oh yes. Your racial humor is fine.
You physically can't say that.
You're too skinny.
(phone ringing)
Who are you by the way?
Fan X?
Fenix.
Yeah.
It's gonna be a no.
Could I ask why?
You have no social media following.
You have no,
sorry.
Well, not sorry. (laughing)
Sex still sells.
Thank you.
(rock music)
You may go now.
(rock music)
But I had to send an NDA, so.
Fuck, my jaw still hurts.
Aw, poor baby. Do you have an ouchy?
Come here, let me make it better.
Oh, that hurts.
By the way, I texted one of my home girls.
She's pretty connected,
so she might know somebody that knows someone
that might find us a buyer for the pills.
That way we sell 'em.
We make a movie or two.
Travel the world.
Become rock stars.
Too boring?
Become religious?
Okay.
Okay, let me pray.
Dear
person up above,
I confess
to
All of my crazy choices.
Which are?
I'm just kidding, I just wanna be happy.
(Dayzee laughing)
Yeah, I brought some snacks.
[Lobo] Ah, we're good.
I thought I overheard some prayer talk.
Why did the blonde go to the church?
No, no, no, no. It's never funny.
And you always have to explain it.
Shut up.
Why?
Because she heard there was a guy hung like this.
(Dayzee laughing)
You get it?
It's funny, right? That's my one joke.
Yeah.
So?
So turns out this Frosty guy's a piece of shit.
He's been upsetting a lot of people
with his actions and behavior,
stealing from his own people, abusing women.
Just the more I heard about this guy,
and if you say she was there,
you two did this community a favor.
Yeah, I thought so too.
So, no mention of us?
The streets think it was some internal conflict,
cartel and cartel crime.
All right,
dope.
Lobito, what's up?
You're a bad liar and you can't act for shit.
What's going on?
Nothing.
No, we're good. Thank you.
They repeated a name, Tornado.
Does it mean anything to you?
Uh uh.
Yeah, but even though this Frosty guy
was a total piece of shit,
he brainwashed some young disciples to want to be like him.
Influencing young, impressionable boys
to be blind followers.
Super small dick energy vibes, but legit scary dangers.
So just be careful.
Ah, but look at you two.
And leave this town, live a fabulous life.
Y'all are good.
You know, I can't.
You still addicted?
I'm feeling for a movie.
It's day two and my life is so out of order.
Yeah. I wish you both the best of luck.
There's no such thing as luck.
Thank you so much.
Yo Prox.
Yeah, till next time.
There might never be a next time.
Fuck.
Yeah, you're right, you're right.
(clock ticking)
That's depressing as shit,
and that's what you get for calling me a bad actor.
Pendejo.
Yeah, yeah. Get outta here.
(clock ticking)
Did you say something?
I said I'm proud of you.
Remember, you don't need money for anything.
There's no hourly rate for your passion.
Take it to the streets
and they'll let you know if it's dope or not.
(tense music)
Same number?
I owe you Lobito.
You're so good.
And learn to stop cutting people off
when they talk, fucker.
(Dayzee laughing)
(tense music)
Bro, it was some goddamn bullshit.
This stupid fucking bitch.
Of course you didn't get the part.
Fuck her.
How are you?
You're not home? Did you get my text?
Oh, you were serious
Yes, I was serious. Where you at?
Where are you?
We're literally two minutes away from your house.
Oh, already?
I'm like five to 30 minutes away.
Okay, traffic. Bye.
Bro.
Oh, take this,
so we can keep track of each other.
I will find you.
That's the point.
It's called, find my iPhone.
Angelo.
Anthony.
You know who I am.
Tornado.
(dark music)
I don't have time to threaten you
and I don't really want to.
I just need to fix the schedule you fucked up.
Well, I don't play kid games anymore.
I'm in my post playing career.
And I retired from that shit a long time ago.
Still poisoning the youth, I see.
Hmm. This?
Yeah.
This goggle-wearing motherfucker's the one.
Andrew, the motherfucking young gold medal.
He's gonna be one of the greats, he's obsessed with it.
He eats, sleeps and breathes basketball.
So what are the chances he actually makes it?
Better chance than we ever had.
We'll never get to have lived out our dreams.
I might as well root for someone else to live theirs.
Where there's a dream, there is a way.
When there's a dream, there's a way.
See, that's the thing.
Nobody gives a shit about substance anymore.
All they want to do is chase the hype.
Me?
Nah, it's, it's time for me to get out of the game.
Cash out.
So I come to you with gratitude.
I know who took my product.
Stop wasting my fucking time.
You know, there's only two people who have this tattoo,
you and me.
You know, I would've forgiven you if you'd just stayed gone.
But you didn't.
You came back and that was disrespectful.
So if you gimme my product, I'll leave
out of respect for the dead and all that.
(gun cocking)
I won't ask you again.
Settle down destructive vortex of rage.
(laughing) Somebody bought a dictionary.
What can I say?
I became an intellectual gangster.
And I became a standup comic.
And these jokes are about to get real fucking dark.
You remember that story
about that guy who used to push that rock up the hill,
and it just kept falling on him over and over again,
and he had to do it forever.
Mm-hm.
Well, I'm not built for this everyday grind,
and on God, I don't have your product.
You know, if you keep giving people
the benefit of the doubt,
they will find a way to disappoint you.
You owe me this.
Lobo's a good kid.
He was unplugged too soon.
He's the anomaly.
He's patiently relentless and
he won't stop until he gets whatever it is that he's after.
He's so focused on having the last laugh
that he's gonna die trying to prove himself right.
He's either smart enough or stupid enough
to believe that he can do anything.
And I know what you're gonna do.
I'll tell you how to find him.
Always a snitch.
Just don't hurt him.
Hurt.
(ominous music)
That's on him.
And this is on you.
Text him, tell him to meet you at Mariachi Square.
Now give me your phone.
(ominous music)
You don't gotta push that rock no more.
Tell him I said you're welcome.
(gun firing)
(soft music)
I really don't want us to be involved.
I don't want to fuck up our lives trying to sell this shit.
Then we get arrested, then I can't make my movie.
Also, do you know what happens to guys like me
that can't shut up at times?
- At times? - Yeah, at times.
I don't talk all the time,
except when it's about movies.
How do you always end up making it about you and movies?
Because I'm weird, Fenix, because I'm weird.
I get bored by people.
Not you, but,
I have this weird mental thing where I need
to be constantly visually stimulated,
and I don't have time to figure out what's wrong with me.
I do have a good heart,
and that kind of balances out the narcissistic tendencies.
Fair.
No one does more for Lobo's ego than Lobo but, second is me.
Thank you.
That's not a compliment, babe.
All right, let me get into character.
Am I a lawyer?
Am I the girlfriend of a drug kingpin
and we're trying to figure out what to do with these pills?
No, no, no, no, no.
We actually want a buyer,
not some fake wannabe tough guy
that pretends to be rich on social media.
(door closing)
You're not supposed to be here.
You're supposed to be at work.
Bitch, I live here. What are you talking about?
I'm taking a day off.
Shit, I'm high as fuck.
I'm on these shrooms, and this looks designer.
If this were real, this would be
a half a million dollars worth of stuff.
Hi.
And you,
you're a specimen over here.
Who would defeat me like I defeated Troy,
make me beg for your forgiveness,
make my ancestors regret that they
ever did it.
Do it in the name of Jesus.
Jesus.
You Spanish.
(snapping fingers)
Introduce.
No.
He knows your unfunny, suicidal standup
that hates gays even though you are gay.
Yeah, shut up.
Why are you always weepy with him?
- Think about you. - I hate you.
It's okay. He's high as shit.
(dog barking)
(person clearing throat)
Get it together.
Want a kiss?
Egg her on.
Kill me with laughter and I let you live.
What you gonna do with that?
Make me laugh, clown.
Oh shit.
Okay.
What did? - Now.
Why did the comedian shit his pants?
I got ass dribbles right here.
You wanna smell?
He's mine.
Don't overstep your boundaries next time.
Mm.
(chuckling) See, your standup should be like that.
- Yeah, shut up. - Actually funny.
Fuck you.
The gun was empty, right?
(phone ringing)
[Dayzee] Let's hope so.
Yeah, I'm available. Right now, right now?
Okay, send the address.
You got a part?
In a 15 second social media ad.
Somebody's getting a payment.
Yay.
I can't stand you.
Yeah, whatever.
Get the fuck outta my face.
So do you actually have a buyer or?
Actually I kind of do.
Kind of?
I'm just not really sure if this guy can come through.
He bullshits and lies, but somehow falls up.
He says he needs to meet you in person though.
Tell him to meet you on set, I'll just bring a sample.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Did anyone just forget
that she had a gun to my fucking face?
I have in my pants,
because she had a gun to my fucking face.
Was it real?
(both laughing)
Thank you.
[Fenix] Don't do that.
I'm just being nice.
Too nice.
He doesn't deserve it. - Shut up.
What am I talking to you for?
I love you buddy.
Really?
Of course.
No he doesn't, asshole.
He's not gonna remember any of this.
Actually, I do have a task for you.
I got your task right here, honey.
Please, protect these with all your might,
for what we do in life echoes in eternity.
Eternity. Eternity.
Send me the address.
What color is my hair?
Purple.
Remember the waves in the ocean it looks, cobbled.
You're gonna do great.
(Lobo sighing)
[Dayzee] That sounded heavy.
I'm just fucking annoyed on myself.
I'm technically always on call for people to shoot with,
but I don't have my batteries.
(phone notification) Ah Jesus Christ.
Shut the fuck up.
I still haven't seen my movie, so
my life is out of fucking order.
I'm sorry.
(phone notification)
Jesus Christ, stop blowing up my phone.
Oh,
I think this is our lucky day.
I'm
getting my necklace back.
Really?
(hip hop music)
Fuck yeah.
(car starting)
Do you know this guy?
He just keeps staring at us.
[Lobo] Yeah.
(car revving) (tires squealing)
(high-tension music)
Fuck, we're outta gas. Let's go.
We're just gonna leave the car?
We got insurance.
(tense music)
(motorcycle revving)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Come on, come on, come on, go.
[Bike Rider] Fucking stop.
[Dayzee] Are we getting out of this one movie guy?
You guys are fucking fast.
Thank you.
- It's not a compliment. - Hey, fuck you Tornado,
and fuck this bitch.
Hey, take it back.
Thanks for finding her for me.
Fuck you.
And I'm about to kill all three of you motherfuckers
if I don't get my product back.
Nah, nah. That's the thing, homie.
Fuck that. She killed Frosty.
But I'm the new half-bay now.
Killing got consequences.
You think I give a fuck about Frosty?
Frosty dying is on Frosty.
I want my product back.
Nah, that's Fugazi.
Maybe she gives me some sucky, sucky.
Maybe I might let her live.
I'm gonna fucky fucky you up.
Hey, what's going on here guys?
Hey, this is private property.
I know this looks crazy.
You know, who would have a car chase
in the middle of the day?
A gangster, a hitman, in the middle of a parking lot,
threatening to kill a eastern European pop star
and potentially a security guy?
Everyone would be fucked,
and sent to prison, forever.
That would be wild.
Don't worry, this is just a prank.
This is Jimmy, Heffe, Dayzee.
You know that famous prankster?
He's a little nuts, but
he's cool.
I'm not, that's why he's late.
You look familiar.
Do do I know you?
I think I know you.
Ah, shh.
Homeland Security has been tracking us, all right?
So, let's keep it low key.
Hey, you know, look, look, look, look.
All right, it's my camera.
I just don't want any problems here.
You know, this is private property.
It's just a prank. Look at him.
You really think that dude is a fucking hitman.
Look at this.
That's not a gangster, come on.
She's a European pop star though.
Oh, I almost forgot. Wait, wait, wait.
So a blonde walks into a church.
We are fucking done here.
You could have let her finish.
He's a hung Jesus.
But I'm fucking bump.
It's not funny if he says it like that.
It's never funny.
Security guard, you should go.
You guys just have a good shoot.
[Lobo] Thank you.
I got this.
I said I fucking got this.
You're lucky he got a camera on him.
This shit ain't over.
Man, fuck you, Tornado.
And fuck you too. I'm out.
Find my product.
And when you do send me your location.
Is he?
(chuckling) He ain't coming back.
(dramatic music)
(bike starting)
(bike revving)
Hold on, pause.
Fenix, no cap.
That's too much Virgo vibes.
Less Virgo, more Aries.
Make it make sense.
I need a five minute mental break, this is too much.
[Speaker] Fenix?
He'll be here.
Look, they're right there.
- What's up? - Hey.
You are late.
We lost reception.
It doesn't matter. Done.
Thank you. Let's take a look, you and me.
You can sit.
So?
Sell the merch.
Are you good for it?
(laughing) Am I good for it?
You're a funny guy my friend.
I can call you my friend, right?
Sure.
What do people in the city love the most?
Exclusivity.
People love to have access to all the fun shit
and to rub it in poor people's faces.
Think of the quote,
living my best life.
Why aren't you?
'Cause you can't.
Listen, my life has been absolutely wild.
I haven't signed NDAs for most of what I've seen or filmed.
Okay, so you, you do what?
You do like filming stuff, you're a video guy?
Movie director.
Anything I've seen?
My cousin was undercover for this
weird sex cult full of influencers
and they were running a big underground pill supply chain.
I'm gonna be 100% real with you.
My girl right here, she killed a pimp.
We found a mother lode of pills.
We had a car chase, escaped a Mexican standoff.
And that's why we're late by the way.
What's up? Oh yeah.
So?
The deal is
perfect for you.
We just want to unload the merchandise
wholesale price for you.
You know, we're just asking for 500K.
You can easily sell it for a million.
Hmm.
Okay.
I know I'm not the smartest in the room.
Yeah, well everyone says that.
But I'm dumb enough to know how to take chances.
You're a good guy. - Yeah, you're a cheesy
motherfucker, but I like you.
What's the payment?
- Straight cash. - Okay.
All right.
Well I'll have my people call your people, set up a meeting.
Three hours. Be ready.
- That's good. - Got a sample?
Yeah.
I was gonna tell you about this guy,
he was the religious sex cult leader.
He was wearing this suit,
it was made out of his own couch.
He said it was a paradox.
He was a fucking moron.
Guy was-Yeah, yeah. You're just saying shit now.
I'll fuck with you though, but you're just saying shit
and you're waving that shit around. - Oh my bad.
So yeah, don't, don't fucking do that.
Okay, cool.
I'm gonna see you in about three hours,
and we're gonna, we're gonna do something
about that all black thing you got going on.
What do you mean?
I kill it every day. - Yeah, I mean you, yeah.
No no, we're gonna, we're gonna fix that.
Not everybody needs to wear a towel to be cool.
(laughing) You even got jokes.
Hey, he's got jokes. This guy's got jokes.
I don't need anything to be cool.
I just let my personality shine.
All right, all right.
All right, we'll see you in three hours.
We got a deal.
Just gonna make one phone call to that
big hot dog on a motorcycle.
Anybody want some food?
Be right back.
So for the next shot,
I'm gonna swipe the phone one way, then flip it another way.
Then we'll cut out the talking part.
But it'll be more authentic.
Maybe it'll be black or white.
Thanks.
No problem.
(dramatic electronic music)
Shannon with a Y is her name.
Tough life.
Four two.
Desperate.
Where is he?
Why are you so hot?
Because you have daddy issues. Where's Lobo?
He said he was in coordination with you.
(dark music)
I'm gonna look around.
(train whistle blowing)
(door closing)
Hey, y'all take this shit off.
(person howling)
You know what that is?
You in LA motherfucker.
I see that.
Yo, slap this motherfucker.
So you gonna tell me what the fuck?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Yo, punch his ass.
(thug slugging Lobo)
(thug laughing)
Hey, call him a bitch.
Bitch.
Say his mama's a bitch.
Your mom's a bitch.
(thug laughing and howling)
This is not necessary.
Shut the fuck.
Curly haired motherfucker looking like a DeBarge.
Jesus, Muhammad.
Whatever the motherfucker you pray to,
you better tell me where the fuck this shit is.
Oh, you think I'm playing, God damn it, motherfucker.
[Lobo] I don't think you're playing.
I think you're for real.
Oh, you think I'm playing, so I need retribution.
For what?
For my shit.
What shit are you talking about?
You know how I know, my people followed your people.
I know you have my shit.
You try to act like you don't.
My people?
Ooh, kick his ass.
(thug slugging Lobo)
That's not a kick, that's a punch.
I said kick him.
Is somebody trying to save you?
Nobody knows I'm here.
Motherfucker, can I help you?
That's a nice Halloween costume.
I need him back.
I'm good here.
You keep your fucking mouth shut.
He talks too much, I have to go save him.
No, don't.
We'll figure it out.
[Dayzee] What do you think they're saying?
Homie, I'm gonna mess you up.
Look at me and my hotness.
I'm so hot, look.
How do I make this about me?
What just happened? They're not moving.
Fuck fuck fuck.
Fuck it. Fuck it.
Making my own luck.
I didn't kill anyone. If any... Shut the fuck up.
No.
Yes.
Hey, let him talk.
Keep your fucking mouth shut.
Let him fucking talk.
Thank you.
Jesus Christ.
You want to talk? Talk.
You kill him, I kill you.
Say thank you.
Excuse me?
Look, that's my girl right there.
She killed the guy that killed Juju to Goat.
You're welcome.
Listen, we're both weirdos,
but I didn't mean for him to get hurt.
Lift him up.
Let me make a phone call
and I promise I won't make a fool out of you.
Hey, Fabio, untie him.
[Lobo] You do look like Fabio.
You talk too much.
(phone ringing)
My boy.
Ah, looks like we missed our window, huh?
So, my bad, I got tied up.
It's all good.
No, my boys are still good for it.
It's, it's all good.
Look, we're having a little, a little pre-fake-chella party.
Tomorrow, in cash.
Pre-party, fake-chella house.
These little things. (sniffing)
They're, (laughing)
Well, we'll chat, I'll send you the.
I'll get your cut.
I promise, and also, I'm not hard to find.
You know what? You have a lot of heart.
I'm a heart, my guy.
Let's go.
What the fuck are you staring at?
Get in the car.
Thought I was gonna have to kill Eazy-E again.
Can you open it for me?
Get in the fucking car.
(bird cawing)
What is taking them so long?
Have you seen how she looks at him?
Come here.
Thank you for saving me, again.
You lied to me.
It means someone who is lost.
Yeah, literally.
Yeah.
Please don't give up on me and my weirdness.
Don't leave me because I'm weird.
Don't just see me as just potential.
Oh.
I killed someone for you.
Ride and die.
I did lie to you though.
My dad wasn't a bullfighter.
He didn't kill himself.
Its just a way better story
than some hardworking immigrant dad
leaving his family for another woman.
I was 13.
We'd just moved to the States and he went back to Spain.
It's a boring story.
It's, it's been told so many times.
It doesn't matter how bright or dark I paint it, it
still hurts the same.
I just wanted you to feel what I felt.
Do you ever get scared?
Of what?
People.
No.
If you watch people long enough,
you see who they really are.
Do you have your gun?
Of course. (laughing)
It's gonna be a beautiful day.
(horn honking)
(soft music)
You know, her roommate said
that he would literally kill someone
to protect these for you,
which is interesting because when I showed up,
he was completely passed out.
I literally could have face-fucked him.
What can I say? The gays love me.
I don't judge anyone.
I hate everybody equally.
What's the plan, Lobo?
[Lobo] Ow.
Aw, poor baby.
Ow. What?
Hey, poke us, one pain or the other.
Ow. Ow.
I feel so much better.
The plan?
So I was thinking I could work on my comedy set.
[Tornado] Jesus.
The other day, my wife, she killed somebody for me.
The crowd groans.
No, no, she literally killed a pimp for me.
Ha ha.
You suck.
Yeah.
It's missing something.
The part where I, ha ha.
No, I need time to prep for standup.
It has to be perfect.
[Tornado And Lobo] Nothing's perfect.
Nothing's perfect in life.
Also, people don't remember the perfects.
They remember the greats.
Dude, who are you? We are nobodies.
We're the same, we haven't made it.
Yet.
You can hear me, you don't listen.
(Dayzee speaking in foreign language)
I didn't know you spoke Spanish.
What? I'm a quick learner.
I,
I wasted a pure heart once.
Open up, bro.
We all eat lies when our hearts are hungry,
but true romance lives and dies in the hearts
of those who believe,
forever.
It's,
it's just a moment in time in the past, it's not real.
Missing the ha ha, still.
Sad jokes are jokes, too.
Damn bro.
Do you need a hug?
You always got a smart-ass remark. (chuckling)
Lobo, do you love her?
Yeah.
No, don't, yeah.
No, don't have her falling if you're not ready to fall.
- I'm ready. - Do you fucking love her?
Yeah, I love her.
I don't believe you.
Yeah, I fucking love her.
Fuck dude.
Good. Great.
Then if you don't wanna see her die,
what's your fucking plan?
(upbeat music)
It's complicated, but it's not.
I'm just gonna go in alone, make the transaction,
and I'm out, in and out.
Nobody needs to come with me.
I believe I have this gift.
I don't know if it's real or not, but I believe in it.
Nothing bad's gonna happen to me.
Everybody keeps saving my ass,
and it's my turn to save everybody's.
I know I won't die until I make my movie.
I almost died when I was 18 years old and I'm still here.
It means something.
I'm not dying until I make my movie.
I know that.
You fucking always find a way to make it about you.
And you're not doing this alone, we're going with you.
Sure, me too.
I gotta make sure you don't fuck this up.
Ready.
We should get some sleep first.
Yeah.
Enough killing for today.
Don't let her play with guns,
and don't point that thing at me ever fucking again.
I'm sleeping in this by the way.
Fuck.
How you doing?
I'm gonna need to pat you down.
You ain't gotta bother. I'm packing.
I got a gun and I'm keeping it.
He's my security.
All right boys.
He's a friend of Lobo, he's a friend of ours.
All right.
Hoofy can be scary.
(light electronic music)
All right, welcome you guys.
First things first.
You all know the deal.
NDAs.
I can keep a secret.
Okay. Tough guy.
No legal names, all that shit.
You know the deal.
Miss Lobo?
Perfect.
So is this everyone?
Yeah, it's everyone.
You know, all the players, a little more low key.
Like a little pre-party before the big stuff.
I'll leave you all to it.
(light electronic music)
(phone ringing)
Guys, I just got a call back and they sent me sides,
but I have to send it within the hour.
I'm gonna find a place here to shoot it.
Y'all don't really need me here, do you?
No.
I'm a producer, for Generic Time Films
and Landmark Studios.
Are you any good?
You even sound generic.
Excuse me?
Am I any good?
Yes. Can you act?
You want me to act?
Fuck, you actually want me to act?
Holy shit.
I never get to act.
Literally either I'm too fucking tall
or I'm too skinny and my boobs are too fucking small.
But if you wanna see someone that's committed,
look up the definition of someone who's an insomniac,
and you'll see in my photo in the fucking dictionary.
I am ready. When the cameras are rolling, I'm on.
It doesn't matter if you haven't had enough sleep,
or it's been three days,
or you killed a fucking pimp, I'm there.
I am so tired of people telling me
whether or not I can or can't act.
I can fucking act. I can fucking do this.
Where's the restroom?
Bye.
(producer clapping)
I like her.
Hold on.
Give us a moment.
That's what our tattoo can look like.
So,
got the merch?
Is that how the young kids talk nowadays?
Why, why should we do this deal with you?
I mean, you're, you're not as smart as you think you are.
Because I'm here in front of y'all.
Okay, and how can we trust this isn't some,
some sort of big setup, you know?
(Lobo baas)
Excuse me?
I thought that was how sheep talked.
Grow up.
To be like you. (baaing)
What are you getting out of this?
I just want my cut, and to make my movie.
[Speaker] Oh, movie huh?
What's it about?
It's something very personal.
Oh, passion piece at that.
No one cares about feelings. It's a business.
As soon as you realize it's a numerical error,
you don't have to try so hard.
I never worked a day in my life.
My grandfather gave up everything
for his kids and their kids.
He died never winning the lottery.
When my dad left us, (tense music)
He left Spain and came to the US to take care of us,
just so his family could have
a mere chance of success in life.
And now I'm that fucking winning lottery ticket.
(laughing) Dude, we don't actually care.
I mean, I only ask 'cause I, I don't know,
I was kind of curious to see what you'd say,
but this is just a tax write off.
You know, the, the pills are for his kids
and my nieces and nephews.
You know, just so that a bunch
of nepo trust fund babies can show off
in front of their friends, you know,
'cause they're all depressed and they need
these sort of things to,
to get, I don't know, validation.
We hand 'em everything.
You know, of course they don't like us.
They couldn't care less about us.
As a matter of fact, if we die tomorrow,
they'd probably go to fake-chella to cope with our death
and post about it on social media.
Get what you guys call, what is it again? Sympathy clout.
So you just wanted to hear what I would say.
Yeah.
What the fuck?
I don't do this testing bullshit.
Just either we have a deal or I walk out.
You're really arrogant for a nobody.
You got nothing else to say?
No, I do.
I just appreciate the sound of my own silence.
So this is what it feels like.
(tense music)
Look guys, just pay attention.
There are levels to this shit.
I smile because I don't like to blow up,
because blowing up for me, it's like scorched earth.
The only thing that keeps my anger
and my fucking vortex of rage
from burning down everything down to ashes
is to watch a movie, study it,
and making my own one day.
But that's the fucking problem.
I haven't seen a movie in fucking three days,
and I cannot tell you how fucking pissed I am.
So now either we have a fucking deal,
or I walk out,
because this has been such a fucking waste of my day.
Hmm.
Youth on the run with drugs.
Make that a movie.
All right.
(tense electronic music)
How's 1.2 mil,
600 each?
Sounds good to me.
(tense electronic music)
Well, let's, let's have a toast.
(tense electronic music)
Cheers.
How'd you know it was gonna work out?
I didn't, I just believed that
some way somehow it was just gonna work itself out.
Just put it in the universe.
Well, you won.
This day, but what about tomorrow?
I'm busy tomorrow.
(phone notification)
I am not even gonna answer.
I retired today.
Retired from all that bullshit.
What? What are you doing?
What is that?
It's called dancing.
No it's not.
That is not dancing.
[Lobo] It's on the hips.
And now you're both dancing.
You're both not dancing.
You're right, this is kinda fun.
This is so unprofessional.
It pains me to say, but you really,
you can't dance.
I'm sorry.
Hey bitch. This for Frosty.
(gun firing)
(ominous music)
(gun firing)
It's okay, movie guy.
(gun firing)
Just because our movie's ending,
doesn't mean we know so much.
You're not lost anymore.
(dark music)
You won't let me die.
You promised.
Stay with me.
I'll put you in all my movies,
from the beginning of time.
All right, just like I promised you.
Just don't die.
(solemn music)
I came.
Have it all.
You'll be okay.
Both of us.
(indistinct)
(solemn music)
[Lobo] Please.
Come on.
(solemn music)
(Lobo sobbing)
The fuck? A cartel shoot out and a dead hooker.
Geez Louise. How generic.
Motherfucker.
(gun firing)
Dude, dude, take everything. Take everything.
I won't say a thing. I promise, I brought-(gun firing)
Fuck.
She gone?
Lobo, is she gone?
(Lobo sniffling)
We gotta go.
Come on, Lobo, we gotta go.
(dramatic music)
Lobo, we gotta go.
All right, die.
(dramatic music)
Come on. Come on, you're good.
We're good, I got you. Come on.
Come on, come on.
Kid, we gotta go.
This is not the neighborhood where they're used to gunshots.
We have to get outta here.
I said love always won.
It does, kid.
It does.
Not always the way you expect.
Okay?
Here,
make your movie,
make art, I don't care what you make.
It could be about a fucking virgin stripper
or genius gangsters.
I don't give a shit,
just don't use social media influencers.
They're fucking terrible.
This is the punchline, just my life is a fucking joke?
Yeah.
Go get the last laugh.
[Fenix] Lobo.
Guys, I just killed four people. We've gotta go.
We gotta go. I got the part.
I'm coming.
Shit.
Fuck it.
(funky electronic music)
(uptempo electronic music)
(uptempo electronic music continues)
Get a little cerveza.
(group laughing)
[Speaker] All right guys.
(eerie music)