Now, look into the light.
I am Bria Jones.
You'll testify against Donald Fairchild
and in exchange, we'll relocate you to a safe house
assist you in finding an appropriate employment
and assign you a US Marshal for the protection
I know you're scared, but as long as you listen to
and trust me, you and your daughter will be safe.
She's not my daughter.
I don't want to go! I'm not going!
Do you have any hobbies?
I have things I like doing, I guess.
Um, you could send me a car.
I could meet you for 500, and we could discuss
what it is that you're looking for.
Yeah, Tuesday's good.
This is not a job where you can set your hours.
I know.
Saying you need to use the restroom
and then never returning to the line is, uh, not acceptable.
I was feeling unwell.
You've only been here a few weeks, but I don't think
I need to explain to you that if you don't feel well
you need to tell me before you just take off.
Uh, I was having a feminine issue
and I was embarrassed.
Oh, uh...
Uh...
You know, next time, don't be embarrassed.
Just, you don't even have to tell me about
what's goin' on with your body, okay?
Just... Please don't disappear like that.
Or I'll have no choice.
Understand?
I understand.
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I think that's a good idea.
So why don't we meet?
Um, you could send me a car.
I could meet you for 500, and we could discuss...
...what it is that you're looking for.
Yeah, Tuesday's good.
Yeah, I can't wait.
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I'm having that feminine issue again.
Kayla?
Hello.
- Hello, car service. - I'm out front.
Yeah. Okay, I'll be out in just one minute.
Thank you.
Hey, there.
You on parole or somethin'?
No.
No, we just moved here from Toronto.
Oh, I thought maybe that guy who hangs around here all day
was your parole officer or somethin'.
No, just my cousin.
I don't, I don't know a lot of people around here, so...
- That's a nice dress. - Thanks.
I'm running late, but nice talking to you.
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Hi.
- Can I get you a drink? - No, I'm good.
I'm just waiting for someone.
Would you like to start a tab?
- How much is that? - Thirteen.
Thanks.
- Lola? - Paul?
Uh, sorry, I'm late.
Holy moly, I am a lucky guy. Lucky dude.
I'm sorry, I'm in a time crunch.
Don't apologize.
I'm late myself 'cause I got caught in a seminar.
Bunch of old people asking a lot of questions.
It was a trap.
I should've known better.
Anyway, here I am.
Lookin' at you explaining why I'm so late
making excuses...
My whole job is just kinda
telling people not to make excuses.
Excuses, excuses...
- Let me buy you a drink. - Well...
Just one. You have time?
I've really got to pick up my daughter.
That's right, you mentioned you had a daughter
- Yeah. - How old is she?
- She's in seventh grade. - I love kids. What's her name?
- Uh, uh... - Sorry.
I know it's uncomfortable. We just met.
You don't have to tell me
anything you don't want to tell me.
- And neither do you. - Nice.
We're off to a good start then, aren't we?
So tell me about yourself, Paul.
Let's make a promise, for the next 30 minutes
neither you nor me
will say sorry about anything.
I had to say it too many times growing up, I hate it.
It's been said to me too many times.
It's one of those words I hate, and...
Deal.
- I had to say sorry... - Done.
Been told sorry too many times.
And I just want to enjoy sitting across from a hot woman
and not feeling sorry about shit.
- You're not so bad yourself. - Ah, gracias, seÃ±orita.
So, what, you have kids or...?
Kids? Uh, never really found the right person.
I'm into kids, but...
I work so intensely to fix everything.
Hm.
I want to have 'em
but, I don't know, I was s-so self-involved
and it just never seemed like the right time.
Yeah. I wanted to have kids too.
Wait, but I thought you, um, you said...
And then I adopted Kayla.
She was my best friend's daughter.
Kayla? Now we're opening up.
I like that. Is she named after someone?
Uh, her mum wanted to name her Katie
but she thought that was too common.
So, I adopted her after she died.
Wow.
Then we moved here from Toronto.
So cute.
I, I was named after one of the apostles of Jesus.
- Is Lola your real name? - Yeah.
All right, because the last girl I was with
she lied to me about everything.
- Made me paranoid. - Hmm.
Anyway, I tried to get away from religion.
Uh, I was raised in it...
All day, all night.
Now, I don't have it
and I kinda just miss believing in something.
I feel kinda empty.
You want to show me your hotel room, Paul?
Thirsty? Can I make you a drink?
- No, I'm okay. - Sure?
Nice little whiskey out of a cute jar?
- It's cold out. - Yeah, but it's nice.
Hey, look, if you have to be somewhere
it's not a big deal.
- I totally get it. - I can stay a little longer.
What would you like to do to me?
I know you said you only wanted 500
but... I thought I'd throw a little more, 700.
Thank you.
I really want you to get to know me.
It's very important.
...but I'm going to have to take you first.
I think you're really gonna like it, though.
Do I still have to tell everyone I'm from Toronto?
Yes, you do.
- I will support my daughter. - I will support my daughter.
I will try to be better.
Are you hiding something from me?
No.
Machine doesn't lie, Bria.
I know you're hiding something.
I have to know where you are and what you're up to
every minute of the day.
I'm here to protect you.
You're here to tell me when I'm fucking up.
I don't want to lecture you, but there's one thing
I cannot tolerate and it's people lying to me.
I want you out of my fucking house.
All right, when this whole thing goes to trial
you can get rid of me.
For right now, I'm gonna need you to be honest.
People that care about us.
People that believe in us.
It's not easy.
A lot of us...
...we feel like frauds, don't we?
Empty inside, soulless.
Ooh, confused.
But we're not.
We're human.
We have power.
It's gonna be a crazy ride.
You guys are all here, you're gonna watch me...
...might think, "Oh, it's a little bizarre
"It's a little strange, this guy.
Where does he get his ideas from?"
You might even think I'm a fraud.
But it ain't the truth.
This is real, my friends.
This is maybe the realest thing you've ever experienced.
And if you trust me, and you believe me
and you feel my energy and it comes through
I'm telling you, I'm gonna unleash the human spirit
the soul, and the vibrations in each and every one of you.
And you'll never be the same.
Now, all of you, on the ground.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Uh, bathroom. S-sorry.
Uh, I got to put you in the bathroom for a second.
Oh, I thought we aren't doing sorries.
No, well, I'm doing sorries.
Sorry.
I'm not crazy.
You're putting me in a position to act crazy
because you're not returning my calls.
I'm not doing anything, Diane.
Don't do that tactic.
Don't, don't do that, don't...
Don't act like I'm crazy, so you can dismiss me.
Diane, I can't deal with you when you're so angry.
You live in another reality.
Again, you're dealing in vagaries with me.
All I ask, Diane, is a simple kinda communication.
- You know what, fuck you! - Fuck you!
- You want a water? Want a tomato? - Uh, no.
My kids call you 'dad', per your request.
That's what you wanted.
You made a commitment and-and now you're backing out.
- Things change, Diane. - This is not right.
On so many levels, professionally...
...personally.
I do care about you, and I said I would pay.
Yeah. You said you would, but you haven't.
- You disappeared. - Good coconut.
- You're such a piece of shit! - Forget that.
I used to believe in you...
...and all this shit.
I used to believe your bullshit.
- I don't anymore. - Always a pleasure, Diane.
And here we are.
- She seems nice. - Yeah, she used to be.
You'll be all right.
Yeah.
I know I'll be all right.
Come here.
Hm.
When I look at you...
...I really want to touch you.
You can touch me.
Where do you want to touch me?
Hm?
Touch me here?
Let's fuck.
Hm?
Ah-huh. Lola, let's not rush things, o-okay?
- Hey! - This is totally unacceptable.
This is unacceptable, Bria. Do you know what time it is?
I'm going to bed.
Fucking leave already.
- W-what are you doing? - What are you doing?
This isn't your house.
You can't just disappear like that.
- You can't just go rogue, Bria. - I'll do what the fuck I want.
No, actually, you can't.
I need you to go into Kayla's room
and talk to her about going to school tomorrow.
- She'll be fine. - It's her first day.
Go to her room.
Fine.
So, uh, big day tomorrow.
- You must be scared? - What do you think?
I mean, it's not ideal.
We're both in the same boat.
But you'll get to make friends.
Fuck you.
I tried.
I'm sorry, Kayla.
What the fuck are you doing?
It's a Tuesday night.
Mothers don't stay out all night on a Tuesday
and that's a child.
The idea is that you're her mother.
Y-you are acting like a spoiled bitch.
This whole thing is about normalcy, basic normalcy
and you're failing.
You don't see how you're doing that?
Can you be that stupid?
I'm not good.
I know, I get it...
...but I don't know how to be.
I don't know how to be and I don't think I ever will.
I don't think I ever will.
Hey.
It's okay.
I mean, it's-it's all right.
Bria, come here.
It's gonna be okay. It'll be all right.
It will be okay.
Oh.
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- I want you to fuck me. - No!
You're here, because the trial's happening
and you're a key witness, and you are not innocent.
Not by a fucking long shot!
I know who you are. I know what you do.
I know how the fuck you operate.
Fuck off!
I'm only here
because you pricks don't have
fucking anything without me.
Do not try to fucking play me.
You are lucky to be here.
You fucking respect it!
Fucking, I don't need you.
You think I fucking need you?
I don't fucking need any...
- I will obey the law. - I will obey the law.
I am protected if I obey the law.
I will listen to those who give me advice.
- I don't believe you. - I don't believe you.
I wasn't expecting you to repeat that.
Just tell me what to say next.
- Hi, Paul. - Lola. Lola.
Lola. Lola.
Hey, I've been thinking about you.
I feel like we kinda made a strange connection.
And I don't know, I was callin' because
I thought it would be cool to take
you and your daughter out.
Maybe we could go to, like a picnic
or I could spoil you guys.
Would you like me to spoil you?
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