- Guys! Guys! We're doing a video for Cliff and Cindy.
What do you wanna say?
- First, the big studio sale, now the big wedding -
MVP year for our boy Clifford.
[ scoffing ] - I fuckin' hate you, Anderson.
[ laughing ] - And when you're all famous,
don't forget about your crew from film school, huh?
Boys in the wood hood!
- You dance with who brung ya, Cliffy!
- I mean, we wouldn't be here tonight if it wasn't for me.
I mean, I brought her to that Black Eyed Peas concert,
I introduced them. I mean, I basically hooked them up!
- Two...
[ laughing ]
Three!
[ screaming ]
When he was ready to propose, finally.
I was the one he practiced on to get it right.
- So you're gonna fuck him tonight.
- I already did.
Um... can you... can you give me that please?
- My little brother getting married before me!
- Yeah, I wonder why. C'mon, your armpit smells like ass.
Will you let the fuck off?
- Oh, I came all the way from Michigan
to do this one more time! Oh, how does that feel?
- Some of our friends did the Kalalau Trail last year,
and came back with the most amazing pictures.
So, they're going to Maui, right?
- Kauai, last island, right there, number five.
One, two, three, four, five, right there.
- It's called a dollar dance.
- In 1977, it was a dollar dance.
Please get a... get out there.
- I want you guys to know how much I love you,
I adore you, and I hope you have the best time on your honeymoon.
And, uh, make it something to remember.
Love you guys.
- I think they just wanted to start off their lives together
with some kind of adventure!
- The red dot. - There's the red dot.
- You comfortable?
- ... about the camera...
Hey, can I ask you a question, Mr. Cliff Anderson...
- Yes. - ... of Venice Beach, California?
- Yes, Mrs. Cydney Anderson,
formerly Miss Cydney Carswell
of Pacific Palisades, California.
- How did you get this scar?
Omigod, I can't believe I didn't notice it before.
- That's a long story. And...
it involves, uh...
Homeland Security...
[ Cydney laughing ] It's not funny.
...and me being unexpectedly pressed into services
of Deputy Air Marshal,
and I don't really wanna talk about it.
[ making buzzer sound ] - Try again.
A little less grandiose, thank you.
- Uh, my brother hit me with his skateboard
when I was nine. - Wait - which brother is this?
- Uh, that'd be Tommy, the dick, from Michigan.
- Wait - I thought he said Maryland at the wedding.
- Excuse me, but whose brother is this?
[ laughing ] - Oh, I'm so sorry.
He's got, like, 16 brothers, okay?
All right, Tommy from Michigan.
A new wife should know these things.
- Feet in, feet in, feet in! Oh! - Ahh!
Christ, are you insane? - It's a rental.
- Mrs. Cydney Anderson.
Mrs. Cydney Ander... No, Mrs. Cydney Anderson.
Listen, you know, it's like writing cheques in January -
I know I'm gonna blow it.
- You gotta keep practicing.
- Would you get back in here?! God!
- I've never seen so many shades of green!
Hey, hey, get a picture of me!
Yeah!!! [ laughing ]
- Hey, hey, hey. - Yeah!!!
Whoa! - Ahh! Stop it.
- Look! Look!
- Ah! Whoa!
Wow! - Hey, hey! Look, look!
Trackers! Hey!! - Hey!!
- Hey! Hey, how do they do that?!
That trail right down there!
- Did it myself back in the day.
I'll show you what it's all for.
The most gorgeous dead-end God ever made.
- Wow! - Yeah!!
- You know, drop me off right here.
Forget the hike. - Only two ways
in and out, Cydney: by foot or by kayak.
But that's what makes it so special.
It's another day in paradise
The sun is out
The skies are blue
The birds are singing songs
About the flowers in bloom
The air is always bright and clear
There's never any trouble here
Here in paradise
Paradise with you
And if a rain cloud
Should appear on the horizon...
- Yep, beautiful it is, bruddah.
How many days?
- One day in, one at the beach,
and another day back. - Common mistake.
- What, you think I need more?
- Don't know if you need more, but you sure want more.
As long as all your permits
are updated and so on. - Yeah, yeah. See?
- Okay, yeah. 'Cause the rangers do get out and work the trail.
So you wanna keep these close, Cliff.
- All right. - And this, too.
D'you miss me? - Three days sounds plenty.
- Man...
- Nine whole minutes.
Do you realize that's the longest we've been a part
since we got married? You must've missed me
something awful. - This is 11.5 miles each way,
right? - Each way.
- Tell me you missed me. - Well...
- I'll give you a BJ in the car.
- Okay. - Another one.
- Anyways...
Check this out, Cliff. Now, you're gonna cross
over five valleys. Each time you do,
you're gonna gain or lose
1,000 feet of elevation. That's the killer.
- I missed you too, baby. - What?
Oh, did you go somewhere?
- You're so bad!
- $475.35. - All right.
Yeah, I know it looks like I robbed a bank...
- It's our wedding haul!
- Whazzup, whazzup?
- Sully.
Back from Oahu? - How's my boy? Glad to see you.
You weren't near Honolulu, were you?
- No, no, other side. Waves were junk for three days.
Move it over here. Why?
What's the stink in 'Lulu?
- Maybe not for now. Wanna help these two
out to their car? - Yeah, I’ll just dump my gear,
I'll be right with 'em.
- Boy's gonna help with your bags.
Mahalo! - Mahalo...
- Get an early start, bruddah.
- Yeah, I will! - Aloha.
- Mahalo... - Mm...
[ ominous music ]
[ song playing ]
...I need your love
Each and every day
Na na na na na na
All right
Na na na na na na
All right
- I love our new lives!
- Hey!
- What are you doing?
- It's Hawaii.
- Just because we're in Hawaii, we're gonna do things
we don't normally do, like pick up hitchhikers?
- Oh, c'mon. Nothing bad ever happens in Hawaii, right?
- Mahalo.
- Aloha.
- So how far are you going?
- Lumahai Beach. - Lumahai, Lumahai...
I don't think we know
that area. - Ah, it's about 10 miles ahead.
Right on this road. Right by where the big trail is?
You know that trail?
- Yeah, the... the big trail?
Um...
But, uh...
but we're not going that far. So...
- So how far do you go?
- Uh... just...
up the road a bit.
So... if you guys, you know,
stay here five more minutes, I'm sure someone'll come along...
- We were waitin' for an hour 'fore you stopped.
Maybe more.
Shit, thought this was Hawaii.
- Sorry.
- C'mon.
- Uh...
Hey, you guys married?
- Yeah.
Yeah, we just got married. - Uh, hold this?
Some of these pictures totally suck.
Just one of those cameras
you chuck. This one... - Cleo, what are you doing?
These people wanna see less of us, not more.
- Oh, here it is.
That's us doing the deed in Oahu.
- Oh, wow. - We just woke up one morning
and decided to get married. Pretty, isn't it?
- Yeah, it's lovely. It's... it's, uh...
Wait - is this in a grocery store?
- Paula's Market.
They do it up real nice for you. - Oh, wow.
Yeah, there's an onion.
- The produce manager took that picture.
Um, I know it sounds kinda tacky,
but it's pretty friggin' pretty when they add
all the little radishes in there and stuff?
- Oh, right, that's what those are.
Um, hey, baby, look,
it's Kale and Cleo getting married in Oahu.
- Yeah.
Suitable for framing.
You know what?
We-we'll just drive you there.
- Ten miles, I mean, listen...
...could've been there by now. - Maybe next time, huh?
- Ah, Kale, don't be that way.
- Baby, c'mon.
- C'mon, guys. You don't have to make this
a bigger deal than... - Cleo, get the fuck out
of this man's ride!
[ ominous music ]
- Well...
I think we handled that really well.
[ music ] - Up there!
- Kalalau Trail! - Yeah!
- Whoo! - That's good.
[ laughter ] - Bye!
- Well, I was just pointing and shooting.
These new things have too many buttons for me.
- Yeah, that's what you get for buying top-of-the-line.
I might have to, uh, break down
and actually read the manual someday, huh?
- I'd love to see that. - Thanks.
Wow. - Oh...
Ah...
okay.
- I guess everybody else did it.
- Did they really?
- Show it no fear.
- You think the rest of it
kinda washed away or something? - Watch me.
Keep your eyes down, keep your speed up.
Avoid those green rocks...
...and just be fearless.
- Well, he made that look easy. - Yeah, but he's not wearing
a whole Dave's World of Camping store on his back.
All right.
[ feigned straining ] - World record, baby.
- Okay, okay.
- Omigod. - Careful.
- You got it. - Okay! Thank you.
- You did great.
- C'mon, baby, you can do it.
- Ahhh! - Whoa!
- Outstanding.
- Did I almost just die right there?
- C'mere, c'mere, c'mere.
Are you okay? - Yeah...
I was doing so well, I thought. - God...
Hey.
What's your name?
[ Hawaiian music ] Have we met before?
'Cause, uh, when I first saw you guys,
I was feeling a little déjà-vu-ey.
- No... No. - No!
- Nowhere I remember, Nick.
- That face...
Are you an actor?
- No, no, no, no. [ Cydney laughing ]
- I haven't seen you on TV?
- No such luck, no.
- Actually, Cliff is a screenplay writer.
He's very sought-after. All the big movie studios
want him to do their projects. - I knew I smelled
fame and fortune on you.
A screenplay writer, huh? - We just say "screenwriter. "
- Any movies I might know? - Uh, well, actually, my, uh...
my first script is in pre-production right now,
so if you ask me again the same time next year...
- Who's in it? - Um...
still trying to figure that out, still casting, so...
- Well, Nic Cage is always money in my book.
I like how he gets all intense...
[ imitating Cage ]:... right at the end of a sentence!!!
So you got a good act-two twist.
- Yeah. It's, uh... - Yeah?
Are you in the business, Nick? - Me? No, no.
I just took so me course. One of those writing boot-camps.
I had so many ass-puckering experience in life,
I figured: Hell, I'll just throw it down on paper
and make myself a million bucks.
- Yeah, it's not that easy, is it?
- I liked it all, except the paperwork.
You know, actually making pages, it's... ugh.
But I got the basics down. Uh, three acts,
hero with the journey, red snappers, all that shit.
- Red snappers? - Yeah, you bring in a character
just to fuck with the audience,
try to throw them off-track, but...
- It's a herring. It's a red herring.
- I'm pretty sure it's a snapper.
Excuse me while I shake the bush here.
So you're, like, halfway to famous, huh, Cliff?
- Pretty much. - Outstanding!
- Yeah, there's a whole big crew
getting ready in Vancouver, building sets and stuff.
- But they're there...
you're here.
- Yeah.
Yeah... it's hard to explain, but they...
they brought in another guy
to do, uh, a quick rewrite. So...
- On your story?
- Just a two-week punch-up. They... It's common!
- Yeah, how long ago was this?
- Uh...
- Nine weeks. Yeah.
- Oh, no, that's fucked up.
That's your vision, Cliff, that's your baby.
You can't let 'em get away with that shit.
- He's got these agents and they don't do... I mean,
they don't fight for him or anything.
And I was just telling Cliff... - Not that me
isn't my favourite subject, but maybe we could talk
about something else for a while.
- Well, I'm gonna leave you with one last pearl of wisdom.
- Get a new agent?
- Get a new story.
- Me, too. - Oh, I have one! No.
- What should we do? - Wait a minute.
- Should we go up or go back down?
- This was supposed to be the best service ever.
- I don't care. - Did you hear about Oahu?
What happened there? - What? What happened?
- Well, my dad just called from KCK -
reception's, like, major shit out here,
but he said something about some murders.
- Wow. - There's no service.
- Flat line?
- I'm in and out. Mostly out. Wait - this is in Honolulu?
- Dad wants us to leave.
I think he's in major over-reaction mode,
okay? - Some newlyweds
were killed, he said. That's what happened.
So... - Wow, that's awful.
We were just there, like, the day before yesterday.
- We've been planning this
for, like, 5 and a half months. Does he not even know
it's a different island? - Wh-what did your dad say?
I mean, do they know who did it?
Do they know anything?
- He says they're looking for two people,
a man and a woman. It's all I got.
- Just like that movie, huh?
Uh... Natural Born Killers.
[ gasping ] - Omigod, that movie
like, totally freaked me out.
When his head was doing that thing?
- Majorly.
- Well, what do you think? - Well, I mean, it was Oahu,
not here. - Well, speak now,
or forever hold your peace.
- Well, hey, I mean,
it's our honeymoon, right?
Why don't you guys come with us?
We're going all the way to Kalalau Beach! All the way to the end.
- Wait, you guys are like newlyweds?
- Yeah...
[ inaudible ] - Wait!
Stop!
Don't make me run.
You guys are such cowards.
- Well, my exit here.
Be safe.
Some hard yards ahead.
- Are you, uh... are you camping
over at Secret Falls?
[ panting ] I read all about it
in the guide book.
- Just for the day.
I had to run back to the truck for a little butane.
- Well, um, how close is it?
- It's like everything else in Hawaii:
as close as far away gets.
- Oh, baby, it sounds so romantic...
- Yeah, but I'd like to get
to the beach... - It's only, like, a mile?
It's, like, nothing. - Honey, c'mon.
Maybe we should give the man his privacy.
- Ah, don't matter to me.
Plenty of eatin' to go around.
- What?
- Ah, nothing.
Uh...
one mile, huh?
- What? Serious? - Yeah.
- Oh, cool!
Hey, wait up.
[ music ]
Wow!
- Well.
I do believe she's clothesless.
- Hey there...
stranger. - I do believe he is too.
- This is Gina!
- He mentioned Gina before?
- Crazy-ass love of my crazy-ass life!
- He is now.
- Okay, so...
they're, like, a couple?
- Y'all comin' in or what?!
- Baby, we going in or what?
- Yeah, in a minute.
Let me see if I can get so me reception.
- Okay.
- Ahhh...
Wow, that's nice.
I hope we're not intruding
on your... private paradise here.
- Well, forget it.
Nicko's always bringin' home strays.
[ Cydney laughing ] - Mrs. Cydney Anderson.
We're newlyweds.
- Miss Gina Scruggs.
We're not.
[ Cydney laughing ]
It's illegal to marry children! [ Cydney laughing ]
- Oh! - You are so dead.
[ laughter ]
- Okay.
Here we go...
C'mon.
"Thursday on Oahu,
" possibly...
" mainlanders on their honeymoon...
"... teeth and fingerprints removed...
"... have reason to believe...
" killers may have jumped islands
to Kauai. "
- Are you shittin' me?
- No, these girls on the trail told us.
- I feel like maybe we saw somethin'.
They know who it was who did the killing?
- Um, I don't think so.
- "... security-camera released photo of suspect... "
- Y'know what I heard...
A few people die out here every year.
They just stand under a waterfall,
get hit by some falling rock,
or may be they just slip and go right on over and vanish.
[ chuckling ]
Who knows how, huh? Or even why.
Could be the wages of sin.
How ya do in', Hotwheels?
- Um... good.
- That's two lies in one day.
Comes natural to you, don't it?
- You following us, Kale?
- Y'know, it ain't a fact that you deceived us.
Every man's got a pack of lies in him, right?
It's just that you thought...
we were foolish enough to buy it.
- That... I'm sorry, I don't...
- What'd you think, anyway?
Just 'cause we choose to look a certain way,
that makes us what? Desperadoes?
- N o! I don't think...
- Jesus, man, y'know, sometimes it feels
like the whole world's just...
spittin' in my face.
- Excuse me.
Look...
I thought you said you were going to Lumahai Beach.
- Going to that area. That's what we said.
- Well, you didn't say
you were doing the trail, so...
- Neither did you.
- Look, we offered you a ride, you didn't want it.
You didn't take it. So I don't really understand
what the issue is between us.
- Kale.
- Joy and happiness here?
- No, I think we're good.
- Outstanding.
- How far you going, Hotwheels?
- Playing it by ear. You?
- Maybe the next beach. Uh, Hana...
What's it called?
- Hanakapi'ai.
- That one, yeah. Maybe there, maybe further.
- Need permits to go further.
- Should be givin' us a ride, man.
- C'mon.
- So after a $45 taxi ride,
we wind up at the Ocean View Hotel!
Sounds nice, doesn't it?
Problem is, it hadn't actually had an ocean view
since 1987,
when these high-rises went up across the street.
Jesus, everyone's like, "Oh, Waikiki's so great. "
Honestly, it was gettin' on my last nerve.
- Um, are we... are we okay? - Yeah. Let's keep an eye
on our timing, okay? - Yeah, but do those packs
belong to who I think... - Yeah, they said
they were doing the trail all alone! Maybe they were.
Shit, it's 1:30 already. C'mon, let's go.
- Hey, baby, you wanna break this down?
We should be going, too.
- Okey-dokey.
- Thank you.
So you guys don't mind if we tag along?
I mean, we're all goin' to the same place.
- It's... fine with me. Uh...
Yeah, you kidding?
- Did you take the permits?
- No, I didn't touch them.
- I put them right here in this brochure.
- Well, did you leave them at the store?
- No! I'm pretty sure I put them...
No, I'm positive I put... Shit!
- While we're still young, huh, Cliff?!
- Yeah, one sec!
- We leave no man behind.
- They're some hard yards.
[ music ]
- Well, guess you can't have rainbows without a little rain.
Right?
- You hear that, uh, Cliff here is a big screenplay writer?
- You write for the movies? Well, whoopty-ta!
- Yeah, we say "screenwriter. " - Sorry.
- He's on the prowl for a new story.
Y'know, I can tell you shit you ain't seen
in no Hollywood movie. - You watch yourself, now.
- What?
- What, what? You know what.
- Maybe Cliff here can change the names
to protect the guilty.
You do that in movies, right? - Yeah.
- You know Johnny Depp? - He knows Nic Cage.
Can you see him playing me in some movie?
- Baby, you know Nic Cage? - Yeah.
Yeah, I do now. - No, see, me, myself,
I like that Johnny Depp better. I mean, he is just... dreamy!
I mean, the way he looks at you? - Jesus Christ. Honey,
it all starts with a story.
Am I right, Cliff? - Yeah.
- I once made a surprise visit
in a certain dictator's palace on the Tigris River.
Newly evacuated,
still smelled the Havana tobacco hanging in the air.
We were tasked with finding perishable intel, computer dish,
shit like that. But in the master bathroom -
about the size of fuckin' Ethiopia, by the way;
there's golden dolphins for faucets -
there was this lockbox bolted to the floor,
had his initials engraved on top.
We start beatin' on that fuckin' lock.
- Wait - Iraq? You were in Iraq? - Yeah, first in.
- Oh. - Me and my wolf pack.
Fuck those pictures you saw of the Fourth Infantry.
That was later. What I'm giving you now is God's real shit.
- He is not supposed to be talkin' about this stuff.
- So... inside this box,
I figured maybe cash,
maybe a set of pearl-handled pistolas -
hell, maybe some damn fine presidential-grade hashish.
We finally burn it open with a 50-grain det cord...
It's a handy too I - det cord? - Yeah.
- Wrap it around a tree three feet thick - pow! -
drop it across the trail if someone's hot on your ass.
Remember that trick. - Yeah.
Yeah, det cord, that's a nice detail.
- You gotta get the details right, Cliff.
Otherwise, we're just makin' another big craptastic movie.
So we open this thing, what do we find?
What do we find? What do we find...?
Iron Man, Avengers... Dude was a Silver Age Marvel freak!
And you know what he had most of,
in his own personal stash?
- I don't know. I wasn't there.
- Sub-Mariner. All in French, for some reason.
- Namor, Prince of the Deep? Why Sub-Mariner?
Isn't that one of the shit titles?
- One theory?
Tug-job material.
Mr. Presidente had a thing for French-speaking fellows,
little Speedos and big spears. One theory.
Phew.
- So, uh...
you were like, uh, Special Ops.
What were you, Seals? Rangers?
- Officially, I'm only allowed to say I've been a sworn officer
participating in the tactical phase
of certain missions that would make most men
wanna crawl up and hide inside their own assholes.
- And unofficially?
- I'm a goddamn American Jedi.
Possible title number one,
by the way.
Hey, uh...
see this? - Oh!
- Took a frag from a Bouncing Betty.
Anti-personnel mine.
It caved in the back of my fuckin' head!
Medivacked out to Germany, got my skull rebuilt
with space-age titanium. Can't go through
a metal detector without ringing cherries,
but that's cool. Lets me travel with a Gilligan
just about wherever I want.
- Gilligan?
- Uh, it's...
...my little buddy.
- That's some toothpick.
- Here's the kicker, though:
when I took that shrapnel, I never felt it.
I mean, I felt the impact, I felt my backside go all wet,
but no real pain.
Now, maybe I don't recall events in full - they did scoop out
a little grey Spam back there -
but... get this:
my wolf pack, they will swear
that I was ambulatory for more than 17 minutes
before they forced me to lie down, tackled me!
Even then, I was lookin'
to monkey-fuck a Marlboro Light!
There's no nerve endings in the brain, Cliff.
Remember that...
when you write the scene.
- Yeah, there's some... really good details there.
- Yeah, he's really hard to kill.
[ music ]
Hey, y'all make it to the beach?
- Yeah, it's great. Just keep going.
- Hey, see any rangers up ahead? - None that I saw.
- It's only, like, three miles to the beach, we hope.
- Yeah, but lots of twists and turns ahead.
- Hey, the further we go, the fewer people on the trail.
- And your point is?
- Back there, pretend you gotta pee.
[ groaning ] - Pretend?
- Cops in Honolulu released a photo of the killers.
Apparently, they didn't know they were on camera.
Shit. - What?
It could be anybody.
- Are you sure about that?
They don't look familiar to you?
- Y’all good, or what?!
- Having a bathroom break!
- You are freaking me out! That could be anybody.
- I mean, what do we really know about these people?
Aside from him and his stories? Which, I might add,
are starting to sound more and more bullshitty to me.
Next thing we're gonna find out,
he's got the heart of a... baboon or something.
- I think he's just trying to impress.
I mean, he thinks you're gonna write a movie about his life
or something. - What do we know?
- Well, she's from Savannah,
her father is a controlling military shit,
she rebelled, met Nick in South Carolina,
but he reminded her too much of Daddy.
He chased her until finally giving up and moving on,
but that's when she got interested in him, of course.
It's their first time in Hawaii, they thought Waikiki
was a little Las Vegas, but they love it here on Kauai.
Girls talk.
- So they were on Oahu, too.
- I guess they were.
[ ominous music ]
- He's an interesting guy, Cliff.
- Yeah, the first man ever who wants to talk
while he's in the bathroom.
What is going on back there?
- You keep shakin' that bush so we know you're there!
Keep shakin' that bush!
[ grunting ]
- We're supposed to be on our honeymoon!
Okay? So slow down
that overactive brain of yours,
'cause I wanna enjoy myself here?
Babe,
we're gonna be fine.
- Well, I guess the beach will still be there tomorrow.
- Yeah, I hope we are.
- All right, we got macaroni and cheese
with, uh...
"real imitation cheese. "
- Honey, that's a vegetable dish where I come from.
What else have you got?
- Vegetarian corned beef hash.
What is vegetarian corned beef hash?
- That is suspicious.
But I might dig into that
before eating chicken omelette surprise.
- What's bad about that?
- Well, the surprise is that they gonna take the egg out of the chicken,
whipped it up and then put the chicken back into the egg.
[ laughing ]
- That's good reflexes...
for a writer.
[ inaudible conversation ]
- What?
- What, what?
- What do you mean, "what, what"?
What's everybody looking at?
- Whatever he's looking at.
- Probably just a goat.
There's a lot of them in these valleys.
- I haven't seen any goats!
- I don't expect you would, Cliff.
Your situational awareness kinda sucks.
That's not a knock. You're a screenwriter,
I'm a Jedi.
That's just different paths we chose!
Think they kill him first?
Or he just drowned in there?
I always wondered.
- Ah, no, I'm good.
Uh, just so I know whether or not to be offended,
uh, define "situational awareness. "
- What's the first thing you do when you step onto a plane?
Maybe have a sip of that fine Champagne, huh?
You do fly in first class, right?
- I put away my shit, like everyone else!
- Well, when I board a plane,
making my way back to the cheap seats,
I clock every door,
I pace off the distance between those exits
and my seat! That plane loses power on takeoff,
I can make egress in the dark,
totally blind! If the aisle crowds up,
I'm gonna climb over the back of 36D,
guy with that shiny-ass toupee, make the over-the-wing exit.
And I know the handle swings down, not up,
and the door swings in, not out.
I know all that inside of 30 seconds,
before they even pop the cork for you up there
in Hollywood class. [ laughing ]
See, if you wait
till an emergency happens before you decide
what to do...
you're already dead.
- What... chance do you have
of that happening? - Happened in Sioux City.
- Sioux City? - DC-10.
It rolled four times on landing,
wound up in Iowa cornfield,
112 people dead.
- Yeah, I remember seeing that on TV.
- Yeah.
I saw it from the inside.
- He is really hard to kill.
- Let's go.
- Hey! What are you gonna do with that thing?!
- Dinner.
C'mon.
- Uh, dry underwear,
but, uh, thanks, though.
- Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.
C'mon, kitty, kitty.
Kitty, kit...
- Excuse me?
- Well, it's no problem.
You wanna stay in the kitchen with the lady folks, you stay.
- Oh, yeah, I'm an adult! So that kitty noise,
that... that's not... doesn't work anymore.
[ "jungle" music ]
[ groaning ]
- Y'know...
...it crossed my mind...
that it crossed your mind...
that we're the ones...
me and Gina...
- The ones who...? - It's okay, Cliff.
That's your screenplay-writer mind workin' its magic,
spinnin' shit
every which way. You gotta think like that.
- What?
The killers?
- The gruesome twosome. Hmm?
Possible title number two. - See now,
I think your mind's spinnin', Nick.
- So you think it's just a coincidence
we were there at the same time, on Oahu.
- Just like Cydney and I were there.
- There's a lot of people on Oahu when the murders happened.
That's the way you look at it?
- That's exactly how I look at it, Nick.
- Good.
Though it would make a hell of an act-two twist.
- We're not really huntin' goats here, are we?
- Mm... no.
- Then mind telling me what the hell we are doing out here?
- We got us a shadow, two of 'em.
Haven't identified 'em as hostile yet,
but they passed by our camp, doubled back for a second look,
and then they took cover somewhere in here.
I know, you didn't see 'em.
- People from the falls? - It was someone else.
- All right, we should get back to camp, c'mon.
- Gina could take care of herself.
- I was thinking about Cydney. - Oh.
Gina could take care of her too.
- Are you just so fucking with me, Nick?
- If I was the killer, I wouldn't stay on Oahu.
I'd come right here.
- Wait.
- I'm a little worried about Cliff.
He's not really, you know,
bow and arrow type.
- Oh, please. Boys are happiest
when they're huntin' somethin' they can't quite catch.
Besides, gives us a little time together.
- Oh, no! Dope's not really my thing.
- So... what is your thing,
Cydney? Because we really...
hadn't heard yet.
- It would sound kinda boring to you.
- Oh, well, try me.
- Well...
we've been working really hard at getting pregnant.
We're gonna have five kids:
two boys and three girls.
And...
they’ll be beautiful beyond belief, of course.
We wanna get a place in the Palisades,
close to one of the bluffs,
take long walks in the summertime
and watch all the boats come in.
Y'know, and it'll just be...
us, y'know? Our family.
And you... I guess, y'know,
I'll just be happy being called Mom and...
Mrs. Cydney Anderson.
For a while.
- Y'know, there's this...
...preacher back in Georgia
and he used to tell all us kids
how we would rot in hell for having sex
outside the sanctity of marriage.
And then one day - y'know, bless his little heart -
his wife caught him out back the Waffle House
with some hooker.
A girl with a really big dick.
Yeah.
So...
now,
when people wanna tell me
how so fuckin' perfect their lives are...
...I don't believe 'em.
- Um...
[ "jungle" music ]
- Hey.
Nick!
- I do lie about my old life sometimes.
See, when my parents
stopped slapping the crap out of each other and split up,
they decided that they could have two kids each.
The problem was,
there was five kids.
So I did the-the-the foster-scare thing for a while
and that only lasted until I met this guy named Rocky.
He was a couple years older.
And... it's so funny,
everyone in the neighbourhood thought he was, like,
this fine young gentle man, y'know,
but I... I saw something different in him,
something risky,
something crooked
and cool.
- Didn't hurt that he had his own truck, neither.
- He did. - Yeah. Wrong paint
on one door, but damn, he had some nice chrome wheels on it.
Yeah, I know Rocky.
- Yeah, this one night, he, uh...
he drove me out onto the lake...
...and it was hot and raining,
and I had the top button
of my shorts all undone for this guy, y'know,
and so hoping this is why we came down here.
Ah, God.
I remember the way the cracks in the vinyl seat
were pinching the back of my legs, y'know.
And that was bothering me, but what he was doing
with his fingers sure wasn't.
And suddenly he's in my hand, all slippery and nice,
and he's about to go off and I'm about to come
for, like, the first time ever...
...and then he puts the headlights on.
And he makes me get out of the car to go...
...go look at something over by a pile of leaves...
...and... and it was Goldie, the neighbour's Labrador.
And he still had...
...still had the pantyhose wrapped around his neck
from when he had hung it from a tree.
He said...
he would kill me if I ever told anybody.
- Well, did you ever tell anybody?
- Yeah.
Right now.
- Jesus.
- Y'know, it always amazes me
how much people talk about themselves
when they're on vacation,
talk to people they only just met.
- Yeah...
Yeah.
[ inaudible conversation ]
- Hey, what you doing? - Ahhhhh!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! You're Cliff, yeah?
Cliff Anderson. - What are you doing?
- I thought that was you, but then I see four peeps
instead of two, y'know, and I got all mixed up.
- What are you doing here?! Why are you following us?!
And who is that female?! - That's my bitch, Jessie.
- But what are you doing here?! - Your permits, bruddah.
You went and leave 'em at the store, okay?
- You came all this way just... - Auntie thought you needed 'em.
This ain't the mainland, bruddah.
We do this shit here, okay? Okay?
- All right! I'm sorry. - Okay?
Easy.
No, no... Hey, I'm sorry.
I guess we're all just stressed
with those killers being over here now.
I'm... really sorry. Here...
- No, no.
On this island?
Oh, my papers, bruddah?
- I saw news report on it, you didn't?
- No, I don't watch the news.
This is way too informational. Fuck!
- Hey, just why don't you come back to camp
and have some dinner with us?
Okay? You and your bitch friend.
- Thanks, bruddah.
You know, I'm feelin' a stream of love over here.
You know what I mean? Here's your permits.
I'm gonna head on back to town.
Careful on the trail, uh?
Mess you up good, unless you know it good.
- Hey, babe, where you been?
Are you okay? - Yeah.
- Where's Nicko at?
- Last time I saw him, he was...
up, uh... I dunno, over there.
- Well, look at that.
- Yeah, baby, look at that.
- Hold this for me, Cliff?
One to the neck - I broke it off.
The body's clean.
- Okay, baby, you are a man in full,
but how's about puttin' the head that-a-way
so the blood runs down hill instead all over our shit?
- Okay, and how's about you make sure
to cinch off the oesophagus this time,
so you don't foul the meat. - I'm sorry,
you gonna do this, or am I?
- Hey, I ran into your friends.
They looked a little spooked.
What'd you say to 'em? - Just, uh...
- Hey, Cliff, can I see that thing?
Thank you.
See, I, uh, spent a summer
in the meat department at the Piggly Wiggly,
so this ain't nothin' to me.
But... if you're squeamish...
You wanna get all the way back here, the anus.
And now,
what you wanna do is,
get the bag - the gut bag - out.
I mean,
I find that more interestin' than gory, really.
- You guys hungry?
- Okay...
...these two have graduated to the official crazy category.
You know that, right?
- So let's just pack our bags and get out of here.
We can make some excuse,
we can... - Like what?
Like, uh, we think you're the killers?
- No! We can... we can say one of us doesn't feel good,
or something. We don't have to go through with this.
We can just pack up our bags. - Look, it was hard enough
getting in here, we can't just leave.
- Well, what do you suggest?
- It's only two more miles to the beach, right?
- Two long miles. - I know.
But I think we have to ride this thing out.
Keep Nick talking,
keep him thinking he's gonna be the star
of some Hollywood movie. Keep them both happy.
So that everybody gets to the beach alive.
But we keep our game face on.
Do not let them know that anything is wrong here.
Do you understand me?
Hey.
Do you understand me?
- I just thought we were gonna have a real honeymoon.
- Rise and shine!
[ indistinct distant voice ]
Outside now.
We wanna see everybody's smiling face.
- Shit, it was only one goat.
- This is the Kauai County Police.
We want you face down,
on the ground, now.
We want to see your hands!
Show me your hands.
I shit you not.
- Those boys jumpin' in heavy. You might wanna hang back,
let 'em do their thing!
- Get down on the ground! - Fucking pigs!
- Let me see your hands! - Fuck you messin' with us for?
We ain't got nothing to do with it, nothing!
- Hold it right there.
- So what the hell did they do? - Can't say.
- Stop groping me!
- All right, man, all right, relax!
- Does it have something to do with the murders in Honolulu?
- I really can't say.
- It's... it's those guys.
It's, uh, Kale and Cleo. They think it's them.
- Hey, baby, don't worry! Relax! They ain't got nothin' on us!
- I'm gonna sue your fucking ass!
- Go ahead, man, look all you want.
Think there's a gun in there? Show me a gun.
- We almost picked these guys up in a car.
- I have rights!
[ spitting ]
Baby, don't let 'em take me! Ow!
- What the fuck, man? - Well.
- Y'know, I have to admit,
I... I thought it might've been you guys.
[ Cydney laughing ] - You're joking!
So much for our game face, huh?
I can't believe it, 'cause I thought it was you!
- My God, it is! It's me!
You! The killer! I mean, please!
[ panting ]
Well, whoopty-ta.
- Ample time till sunset, too, huh?
Outstanding.
- Yes! Hey, you guys,
want to get a shot of us in front of this rainbow?
- Oh, baby, I look like hell. - Oh, no, you look great!
- Oh, c'mon. - You... you're a good liar.
- All right, here you go. - Okay.
- I just point and shoot it? - Yeah.
- 'Kay. Rolling. Go ahead.
- Hey. Whoo... - Hey!
- We survived the trail!
And our honeymoon. [ laughter ]
- Hey!
- Hey. - Hey, there's a sea cave
down the coast. - Yeah, I read about that.
West-southwest, around this point.
- Well, let's do it!
[ Nick laughing ]
- No, I cut a deal with these guys!
I got two kayaks, one hour, 40 bucks.
And, no, you don't owe me 20.
- Yeah, I just got plans, is all.
- What kind of plans could you have?
- Covert plans. - You do know
how to handle a kayak.
- Pally, I done shark fishing in a kayak.
- 'Course! - Rod-and-reel, coast of Alaska.
Caught a 400-pound salmon shark! He put up a hell of a fight,
but you know who's gonna win that battle.
- Nick, are any of your stories true?
- Want me to send you pictures? - Yeah.
- C'mon, let's go!
It'd give us a chance to talk about our movie deal!
- Cydney!
Tell her I'll be back
for a sunset walk! Me and Gina!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
- Where are they goin'?!
- I don't know.
- What?!
- The sea cave!
They won't be long!
- Sonofabitch.
[ gasping ]
Nick...
Wait! Don't go!
[ distant shouting ]
- Hey, what is she saying?
- I dunno.
- Come back, come back.
- Got a nice bounce to her, though, don't she?
- Nick...
- Sunset!
I'm comin' back!
- Dammit! Nick!
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon...
[ suspenseful music ]
- What, are you running out of gas?
- Our own tactical frequency, huh?
- I just wanna make sure we get you back in time.
- Copy that. Jedi out.
Jedi out.
[ suspenseful music ]
Outstanding.
[ suspenseful music ]
- Where are you?!
- Hey!
Gotta ask you something.
- Shoot.
- What is that, uh...
...uh... "shake that bush"? What does that mean?
- Kiddin' me?
- What, some Special Ops lingo?
- What we've got here is...
a failure to communicate.
It's Paul Newman, Cool Hand Luke.
Right before he breaks from the chain gang.
You should know that.
- I should, yeah.
- God, is it alive?
- Well, the stories were great, Nick.
They're really helpful.
But your situational awareness?
It actually kinda sucks.
- Cliff? - Call me Nick.
- Rule number one.
- You never cut forensics' a break.
[ Cydney ]: It always amazes me how much people
talk about themselves when they're on vacation,
talk to people they just met. How did she say?
It always amazes me how much people talk about themselves
when they're on vacation, talk to people they just met.
Wait, wait... What was the other one?
- We say screenwriter. We say screenwriter.
Writer, we say screenwriter.
I'm gonna give you some looks.
Yeah, working on a two-week punch-up.
- Oh...
and we invited...
I had to invite my other sisters and then my sorority sisters.
- I basically hooked them up!
- Check this out! Hello!
Yeah, we're in pre-production...
in Canada. - My little brother
getting married before me! - And, uh, we are still casting.
My brother's a dick!
- Dunno why I'm telling you. We just came here to dance.
- You dance with who brung ya, Cliffy!
- I absolutely love you.
- Just the most magical weekend.
- Our wedding haul!
- Magical.
Magical.
This is the happiest day of my life!
- She was kinda of classy, huh?
- Hey, rule two...
Keep your game face on.
Come on, honey.
[ horn honking ] - Babe, get a picture of me
with Honolulu in the back. - Uh, I have a better idea.
Let's get the both of us. - C'mon, c'mon!
It's right there, it's right there!
- Uh, excuse me... - C'mon, run...!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait, wait, wait!
- Ah, crap.
- Honolulu! Whoo! - Hawaii! Whoo!
- We made it, we made it!
- Shit!
May be that wasn't the one to Kauai.
- Are you sure it was, darling?
- No, no, it's probably the one to Maui. Smaller boat.
We're looking for something more substantial. Some big ass...
- Now, look, right there.
Pretty sure it was.
Let's see how much time we need to kill.
- You know if you're so freakin' smart you'd play stupid once in a while.
- That'd be your job.
- Something I can show you?
- Uh, well, not me,
but see that dangerously handsome man
over there? When he comes in here
and asks you what I was lookin' at,
can you show him this ring? And that one.
And let's not deny him that little rascal right there.
- Seems like he's more interested in water sports
right now! - Just an operational cover.
Trust me, he is watching us.
Any second now, he's gonna come on in here, drag me out,
and then forget somethin',
need to double back and ask you all private-like
what it was I was lookin' at. - Been playing this game awhile?
- Nicko. I love him to tears,
but he does take his own sweet time.
[ Nick ]: Anytime, hon.
- You know what? Also show him
that one right there. Okay? Just those four.
- Shit. - What?
- Left my drink.
- Well, let's go back and get it. - No, no, I’ll get it.
Here! Um...
I'm sorry.
- That's okay.
I'll wait right here.
- And let's not forget this little rascal right here.
- Pfft. - So I take it
you're planning the next step?
- Oh, I got plans.
Covert plans.
I'm gonna make a sunset proposal on Kalalau Beach.
Okay, I just need to make sure
that this isn't gonna be... y'know, underwhelming
compared to whatever's stuck
inside of that twangy little head of hers.
- Uh, you know, let me, uh...
- Uh... is that gonna work?
If it's truly gonna disappoint her,
I'll roll over and play dead for you.
I'm gonna be the easiest mark
you ever had. Just, please, help me get it right.
Gina is gonna be the first and last for me.
She is the one.
- Well, to tell you the truth...
...I thinks he'll love anything you give her.
- So you didn't buy anything?
- What do I wanna buy in there? - I dunno. I mean, you just...
y'know, it took you so long,
I was thinking maybe they got ya.
- No, no, I got away clean.
It's 1600, we should catch that ferry.
- Where's your drink? - Goddammit!
- Nooo!
You dope...
[ siren howling ]
- This is the scene right now,
in the harbour area near Pier 19,
where, late today, a city trash collector
stumbled across what appears to be another couple homicide.
- C'mon. This ain't got nothin' to do with us.
- Congratulations, Mr. Anderson.
It's part of the honeymoon package.
- Thanks. You're the best.
Take this. - Mahalo.
- ... the main compound used in gasoline additives
like the one Irene allegedly swallowed.
The forensic investigation continues.
Examiners analyse Irene's blood samples by using...
- Fucking repeat.
- Tell me it’ll never end.
- It'll end.
The trick is, they have more starts than ends.
Keep this whole C minus world always playing catch up.
- All I wanna do is just catch up on my sleep.
- Rule number three...
- Go away with your rules.
Okay? Nothing is getting me up this balcony today.
Ah! You are such an incredible
asshole! - Asshole!
- Never wear the same skin too long.
Keep movin'.
- Hey, baby, look, it's Kale and Cleo
getting married in Oahu.
- Suitable for framing.
- While we're still young, huh, Cliff?
- One sec.
- Here's your permits. I'm gonna head on back to town.
Careful on the trail.
Mess you up good, less you know it good.
Hey, wait a minute.
Hey...
Maybe you are allowed to carry guns out here!
- Gun? No, no! Who got guns?
- Guy named Kale! Runs with a girl named Cleo!
I think it was a 9 millimeter I'm not too good at these things.
So maybe when you get back,
you can tell somebody about it, okay?
Let the cops decide if it's important or not.
Keep shaking that bush so we know you're there.
Keep shaking that bush, Luke.
- What is this idiot talking about?
I say we let Nick keep pitching his stories.
Let him dig his own grave.
- Well, this isn't Honolulu.
And he's not some soft-boy screenplay writer.
- What? You actually buy this Jedi shit?
Gets his skull open by a landmine and then just walks it off.
He's trying to impress me.
Me, because he thinks that I'm gonna make a movie about his life.
Everything becomes exaggerated and overblown here.
Trust me, I know a narcissist when I see one.
This guy, amateur hour...
screenwriter.
- I don't know, if half his stories are true...
- Look, I know exactly what he is.
He has no clue what I am.
That's the advantage that we exploit.
We'll do it on the beach.
- There’ll be people there.
- So?
- I just think we're rushing...
- Don't tell me you're starting to like Gina.
See, it's your mistake.
You're too close, you're too attached.
- I'm even starting to like Cydney.
- Bigger mistake.
- She's a nice girl.
...thinking about me the way Cliff would think of her.
Even if it's not real.
Even if you're physically incapable of feeling anything.
I'd like you to pretend that part too.
- We're supposed to be on our honeymoon! Okay?
This is one of the most beautiful places on earth, rain or shine.
So slow down that overactive brain of yours.
I wanna enjoy myself here.
Babe, we're gonna be fine.
- Sometimes, it seems like...
...like nothing exists until we get there,
till we put our eyes on it.
Like the whole fuckin' world was manufactured
for our wants and needs, y'know?
- Think it'll be a nice sunset? - I mean, like if I take...
If I just turn my head... y'know, for just a minute,
but don't tell me, but does everything just stop,
just shut down,
go into some energy-saving hibernation mode,
till I choose to reactivate them
by simply...
- You should say sweet stuff to me sometimes.
- Sweetie, look at this.
Look at it.
I mean, fuckin' idiots, man.
- Just say it.
- How many times do I need to tell you?
If there's anyone in this world that I could love,
it's you. Why is that never enough?
- Just forget about it.
- Look, you helped create
this fevered dream of immortality.
You are the privileged witness who's gonna help me lead
100 different lives.
- How about this for a new rule?
Always be sincere, even if you're not.
I know that in some bent way,
your need for detachment fits my need for attachment.
That's it. It's a fitting fuckin' a fuckin' fit.
I get it, okay?
Let's stop lying to ourselves, okay?
- I'm not lying now.
I love the idea of loving you.
- And I love hearing it.
It's sick and it's sad.
Does that make me crazy, Rocky?
Am I crazy? Am I?
- It makes you exciting.
- Well, whoopty-ta.
- Outstanding.
- No!!!
- Ahh!
Ahhhh...!!!
[ screaming ]
- Nick?!
Nick!!!
[ panting ]
[ banjo music ]
Jesus.
Who is this? - Hello. My name is Woody,
and I'm calling to make sure
you're getting the most out of your AT&T calling plan.
- Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus. You know what? Where you at?
What state are you in? - I'm not supposed to say.
- Okay, Woody, there's been some murders in Honolulu.
Maybe you've heard, maybe you haven't.
But they are comin' after me and I need your help.
Can you do this for me, Woody?
Woody, are you there?
- I hear your concerns, madam, but with our Free roam plan,
we can offer you more minutes
regardless of the time of day. - Screw the calling plan!
Listen to me good, okay? You're gonna be my 911 boy,
okay, Woody? All right, I need you to call
the Princeville Kauai Police Department and you tell them
that I can have the killers to the Kalalau Beach
in about 30 minutes. Can you do that for me?
Woody! - I'm placing you
on brief hold. - No, you do not put me on hold
and check with your supervisor! I need you to just do it! Okay?
And I also need you to maybe call
for some air ambulance or somethin', because just...
- Hello?
Hello, madam?
Hello?
- Please tell me you'll do this for me.
Please, please, please swear to me that you will.
- This is in the Pacific Ocean? - Jesus!
God, I hope you're recording this call!
Yes, it is in the Pacific Ocean!
Yes, it is one of the five islands!
I'm on Kauai, in the Hawaiian chain...
chain of islands. [ Cydney ]: We're almost there.
A little more, baby.
Right there.
- Ahh! [ Gina screaming ]
[ Rocky grunting ]
Ahhhhh!!!
Ahh!
[ groaning ]
[ screaming ]
Bitch!
She got a call!
Ask for help back at the beach!
Remember,
nothing exists until we get there!
- Got it. Rocky?
Nothing exists until I get there.
- Here I come, baby.
[ music ]
[ screaming ] - Hey, hey, whoa, whoa.
Didn't mean to scare you.
- But you haven't seen two dudes,
two kayaks... - He shot my boyfriend,
shot me in the fuckin' hand... - Let me see that.
- No, let go! - I'm an EMT, okay?
- I don't care! I need to go! - Let me take a look.
I can help you. - ... He is right behind me!
- Let's get her down. - No! Let me...!
- I'm an EMT. C'mere.
Let me take a look. Sit her down, okay?
- Okay! Okay! I'll go down!
- Calm down.
- Okay, and there's gonna be... - Hey, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! - Hey, hey, hey!
[ Gina screaming ] - Put her down. Listen to me.
You're safe! - Calm down.
- He was right behind me just a minute ago.
You don't understand! - Who you talking about?
- He-he-he... Oh, God.
- Gina?
You feeling better? Huh?
- Hey!
Hey!
- Relax, relax. - We need to go right now!
Do you hear me?! - She's a friend of my wife.
She has a little issue with, uh, crystal meth, okay?
Normally, she's pretty functional,
but obviously this ain't normal.
- He killed my Nicko!
He killed... - C'mon!
- He wants to be us! That's what he wants!
Him and his girlfriend wanna be us!
- She's iced out of her mind right now.
I mean, it's been a while.
Look, look, look, look. C'mere.
- No. No, no, no, don't go, don't go.
- Look at this.
Been finding these the whole trip.
Thinks he just got in over her head this time,
so I hope we don't have to involve the police or anything.
Promise I’ll get her back safe, okay?
- Don't listen to him! - Look, we're just out here
'cause someone took off
with two of our boats! Last thing we want
is to get involved in somebody else's mess!
- Right? - Yeah. Right.
Except... - Except what?
- It's just that I don't get why her pupils are normal,
and yours are the size of olives.
- Guys...
that was a perfectly good story.
[ screaming ]
Fuck!
Count your fuckin' shots! Gina, hey!!!
No way.
[ gunshot ] [ Rocky screaming ]
[ scream echoing ]
- Nicko...
- How many people?
- Enough... to get good at it...
Oh, I bit my tongue. I hate that.
- That's gonna stop hurtin' in a second.
- Why, Nick? You think this is it? Huh?
Bad guy buys it, crowd goes nuts.
Y'know what I hate about that ending,
aside from being cliché?
It's your version of reality, pally.
Not mine!
Oh, it'd feel so good to squeeze that trigger
right now, wouldn't it? Yeah.
But you kill me, you kill yourself.
Oh, you... you ain't gonna do that.
- ... weapons down!
Put your weapons down!
- You got too much to live for, you got too many attachments!
You're just too soft! Here, kitty, kitty, kitty,
kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty!
- Guy standing with a weapon, correct?
He is the one you told us about, correct?
The area's closed! All trails are blocked!
- C'mon, Nick! C'mon, do it!
- ... all weapons! - You don't kill me,
I'll come back! These fuckin' idiots
can't keep me locked up! Hey!
One year from today, Honolulu Pier 19.
Okay, around noon, be there!
- Weapon ready. - Someone's gonna burst by you,
maybe give you a little nudge.
They might not look like me, okay?
Might look a little something like you.
Circle the date, Nick! Because that is the day
that you're gonna realize just how good I really fuckin' am!
- I have to know I'm about
to kill the right man. Is he the one I want?
- C'mon, do it!
Just do it. C'mon. Do it!
Do it.
- Outstanding!
- Get away.
Get away.
Don't die on me, don't die on me again!
Christ!
- I would've done it if I were you.
- Well, you ain't him.
- The one you want...
...the one who killed all those people...
...and the one that I let fuck up my life...
...is the same guy...
...who's about to pick up that gun.
Yeah, him.
- Chopper 1... [ inaudible transmission ]
...requesting two ambulances.
[ grunting ] - What are you doin'?
- No, it's all right.
This is for you.
- Holy crap.
Did you get it from that store in Honolulu?
- eBay.
How long have you had it?
- Year and a half.
- A year and a half?!
Well, what you waitin' for, you dumb bastard?!
- For the right moment?
- Baby, you are...
a man in full.
- I'm just gonna...
[ sighing ]
- I don't need no honeymoon. - Let's not do a honeymoon.
[ music ]
Subtitles by ARAVIND B [by_agentsmith@yahoo.com]