Do you mind if I'm the pigeon again?
What?
Yeah. Sure.
You okay?
Yeah. Yeah. A little nervous, but yeah.
Hey, hey. That's okay.
Just remember, Florida. All right? Think about Florida.
Just go there in your head.
Okay.
You got the sun on your face.
That salty ocean smell.
Okay.
This is the last one, right?
Last one, I promise.
Okay.
I love you.
I love you too.
All right! Let's go.
Everybody get the fuck down!
Oh, shit!
What? You didn't hear her?
Get on the fucking ground!
You want to fucking die today, old man?
-Oh, shit! -Oh, fuck! What happened?
He just fell over! Keep an eye on him.
-Yeah, but is he okay? -We're moving on. We're just moving on.
-Okay? -Okay.
-What the fuck? -What? What is it?
I don't know. It won't open.
Is it the one with the key thing?
No, it's a fucking digital screen.
-Bullshit thing. -Okay, let me look.
Don't fucking move!
Okay. What about that button?
I already tried that. It just goes to the next screen. Don't you fucking look at us!
Oh, maybe we have to buy something.
That's it! All right. Yeah, yeah, that's it. Grab that Choconutter.
-Okay. -King-size Choconutter!
Here.
Yes! You did it!
-Easy money. -Let's go!
Okay.
You didn't see shit!
All right!
That was fucking incredible!
You were fucking incredible!
The way you ripped that thing of chips down! Fuck!
-It was so badass. -Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, it was! I didn't even know, I was just in the zone, doing my fucking thing!
-You were doing your fucking thing! -Give me this.
I remember everything. It was like it went into slow motion and I was like:
"Give me the fucking money, bitch!" And he didn't, but I took the money anyway.
Next stop, Florida!
Baby!
This is our new fucking life! This is it. Right now!
Oh, my God!
Baby. Baby.
Oh, my God, baby. Baby, can we please pull over?
We can't pull over. What are you talking about?
We just robbed a gas station! We gotta get further away.
We gotta keep going. We gotta keep going, okay?
-Yeah, yeah. -Okay. Yeah. Yeah, that works.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck, baby.
No, no, no.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Why did we stop?
We ran out of fucking gas.
What? We just...
-We just robbed a... -I know!
I know, I know, I know.
Well, it's okay. Calm down.
All we have to do is, we're gonna-- We'll get out of the car and we'll walk for a little bit
-and then we'll find another car. -Find another car?
Just sitting on the road, with the keys in the ignition?
We haven't passed a house in miles, Jules.
Well, I don't know! Do you have a better plan?
Fuck!
Hey.
Stop.
Please?
Hey!
Come back here.
I knew, I fucking knew there was something I should have...
Hey. Stop. Okay?
-I need you to come down here with me. -No, baby, we can't.
-We gotta keep-- -We need to calm down, so we can think.
Get down here with me. Okay?
You know what you need?
You need a car wash.
-No, listen, we can't. -Yes, we can. Come on.
Yup.
I love you.
I know.
Hey.
Look!
Holy shit!
Oh, my God, your eyes. You're like a hawk, a hawk woman!
-Fuck, it's perfect. -What if they come home?
-Then they come home. I don't know. Let's do this. -Okay.
Nope. It's locked. Front door. Front door.
Front door. Front.
Wanna use this?
Jules, please. We're not barbarians.
All right.
Motherfucker.
Jules, please stop doing that thing with your tongue stud.
-You're gonna ruin your enamel. -Sorry.
Yes! I fucking got it.
Yes, baby!
-You did it. -Okay, okay.
-What the fuck? -What?
It's fucking deadbolted.
Who the fuck deadbolts their door? This is a great neighbourhood.
Fine. Fine, just give me that fucking thing.
You did it.
I guess.
All right. You check over there.
Anything?
The fruit's fake.
Okay. I'm gonna check the upstairs.
Keys, keys, keys.
Where the fuck are they?
Nothing?
How do you not have a spare set of keys in your fucking house?
What if there was an emergency?
Really?
What? I'm hungry.
Stale.
All right. Let's think. We need a plan B.
Yep. Absolutely.
No.
I think we need a boost. You know, like a creative boost.
Yes. Let's get serious about this.
Okay.
Gas. We'll siphon the gas, yeah.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, that's great, baby.
Yeah, we just need a trash barrel or like a gas can to put the gas in,
and then we'll walk it back to the car and boom. We'll be on our way.
Oh, my God, yes! And we don't even need that much.
We just need enough to get to the next gas station. Oh, my fucking God, you are so fucking smart.
No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.
What, you don't want it?
You know I fucking want it. I want to fuck all over this place. But we can't.
We need to get back to the car before it gets towed.
-All right, sorry, baby. -Hey, hey, don't you ever apologise for that shit.
That's love.
Hose.
We need a hose.
-Did you check in here? -No.
-Oh, I'm not going down there. -Jules, there's nothing to be scared of.
-Well, then why don't you just go? -Because...
Because I'm not gonna leave you all by yourself up here in this scary upstairs.
Hoarders.
Could be a lot of mould down here.
Be careful.
All right. Let's split up.
Find anything, babe?
Jules?
Found us a car.
Jesus, Jules.
Would you stay off the toys? You check those boxes?
Yeah. It's all junk. Come on, baby, there's nothing down here.
-Oh, my--! -What the fuck?
What the fuck?
-Oh, my God. -What...? What the fuck?
Oh, my God.
Are you okay?
Who did this to you?
It's okay. It's okay. We're not gonna hurt you.
You're safe.
Come on. We should get out of here.
What? Are you kidding? We have to help her.
-Do you live here? -Jules.
Is this your house?
Jules. I'm not messing around here, okay?
This, it's ultra fucked, but it's not our problem. We gotta go.
What?
What if the people who did this come home?
Then they come home. I do not give a fuck.
I'm not leaving this little girl chained down here.
Okay. Okay.
You're right.
Let's do it. Let's save her.
Let's save her. Nothing wrong with good karma.
We're gonna get you out of here. Okay? We're gonna take you somewhere safe.
Yeah, you just-- You stay put.
Can you pick the lock?
That thing? No.
That is industrial strength. No, I...
Think, think, think.
It might take a second, but we could probably saw through that skinny part up there.
We don't need to get all of it off her, we just need to get her separated from that pole thing.
You know?
That's my boy.
Butter knives. Just a fucking butter knife. What, do these people not eat steak?
All right, all right, all right.
Easy now. We don't want any trouble.
Take whatever it is you want. We got money and jewellery.
Whatever it is you're looking for, take it and be on your way, please.
We don't want your money.
What is it that you want?
You can have the knife if you're keen on it.
Is this your house?
Yes. It is.
And you're permanent residents? It's not a rental situation?
No, it is not.
Then we want to know why the fuck you have a little girl chained in your basement.
That's what we want to know!
Come, on babe, tell them.
Yeah, yeah. What the--? What the fuck?
Oh, Lord, Lord.
I thought you were here to rob us.
That's just our Sweetiepie.
She's been misbehaving, acting out at school, that's just our way of disciplining her.
But that's not-- That's not how you discipline a child.
We are gonna take her somewhere safe.
And we're taking your car too.
So you can just give us the keys, so we can do that also.
You can't come into our home unannounced and just run amok.
What, do you have a little cage for that one too?
Excuse me?
-I'll have you know... -All right, all right, over here, over here.
We're all a little wound up. This is a complicated situation.
But can't we just talk about it like adults?
I'm sure we can come to some kind of compromise.
You like Scotch?
I love your hair.
People wish and hope and pray for hair like that.
You should be very thankful.
You sure I can't get you anything?
I'm fine.
Suit yourself.
All right, then.
Now...
as I was saying...
this is a hell of a predicament we've found ourselves in.
I'm sure if you hear me out, I think we could figure out--
We're taking her with us.
-Oh, sweetheart, you really shouldn't interrupt-- -Go fuck yourself.
-Baby, baby, baby, let's just... -No! No. What the hell are we even doing?
Let's just take her and go.
You can, you absolutely can. You're the ones with the gun.
You're making all the rules.
All I'm asking for is a chance to state my case.
If, when I'm done, you still feel the same way, then you go doing whatever it is you wanna do.
Can you at least give me that?
Go for it.
Thank you, thank you.
I used to be a salesman.
Door to door. Pretty good one at that.
You know what made me a good salesman?
My two eyes.
I could see things that others missed. I could read people.
Right when they opened the door, I'd take everything in.
What kind of clothes were they wearing? How did they decorate their foyer?
Was there a leash hanging by the door?
Before they took in the air to say hello, I knew exactly how I was gonna sell them.
Now, I've been looking at the two of you and I'd like to take a stab at selling you.
First off, I'm gonna go out on a limb
and venture to guess that the two of you aren't working for Child Protective Services.
In fact, I'm gonna go so far as to say that neither one of you is gainfully employed.
And judging by the broke-down car I saw down on Route 301
and the sorry state of my front door,
I'd say both of you are on the lam.
Now that we understand one another, let's discuss our situation.
Here you two are looking for a way to get the hell out of here.
And here I am hoping you don't kidnap my daughter.
Now...
about that car you mentioned,
suppose, just suppose, you two stole it from us.
We might, for one reason or another, not report that incident for some time.
On the other hand, should you choose to take my daughter with you,
we'd be forced to call the police in a much more timely manner.
Don't sit here and tell me you don't wish you never went down those stairs.
How nice it would have been to find the keys sitting by the front door
and have been on your way.
Am I right?
That's the chance I'm giving you right now.
That's what I'm trying to sell you.
How'd I do?
I just realised, no one knows anybody's names.
I'm Mickey, and this beautiful thing right here is Jules.
Right, I'm so sorry, I didn't mention that earlier.
I'm George, and this little belle of the ball here is my wife, Gloria.
Okay. All right. George and Gloria.
Good to meet you guys.
And thank you.
That whole thing was amazing.
I feel like if I practised real hard,
I might be able to read people just like that one day.
Don't you think?
Fuck it, I'm going to try right now.
Is that cool?
All right, all right, all right.
Start with the clothes, right? Just like you said.
Your clothes look fucking great.
They look neat. There's not a spot on them. They look expensive, and this is a pretty house.
It's a nice house.
I think it's fair to say that you guys have some money.
Yet with all that money, what the fuck is that?
I know it's a TV, but it's as old as fuck, it's a little bit sad.
I don't think you guys watch a lot of TV,
which I find a little bit weird.
Certainly not unheard of though.
But you know what I think the most telling thing about you is?
It's the little girl you got chained up in the basement.
Yeah.
Now,
let me sell you something, George.
We're gonna go down there
and we're gonna unlock that little girl.
And she's gonna come with us.
And you are not gonna say shit.
You know why you're not gonna say shit?
Because you're a psychopath with a little girl locked up in his basement.
And there's no way you'd involve the cops without them somehow finding out
that you're a psychopath with a little girl locked up in his basement.
Now, go get the fucking keys, George.
Sweetiepie.
I'm sorry Daddy has to do this.
I'll always love you.
-Come on. Come on. -Hey, it's okay.
All right? You're free. Come with us.
Chains are off, let's get the fuck out of here. Come on.
Hey.
Listen to me. You don't want to be down here, right?
This place fucking sucks.
Come with us, we'll have a great time together, I promise.
We'll find you a new nice family.
You'll have, maybe, some new toys.
Some new clothes, maybe a burger or something.
You like burgers?
Have you ever even had a burger?
They're amazing.
No!
I think it's meant to be, George.
I mean, what are the odds?
It's fated.
Honey, I'm not even sure you...
It can happen.
I feel it, George.
I know that I still can.
Please?
All right. All right.
If it's gonna put a smile on your face, suppose it's worth a shot.
Oh, George.
You have no idea how happy you've made me.
No!
What the fuck? Hey!
Hey!
Jules!
Hey! Hey, I can hear you back there. Where is she?
Good morning, sleepyhead!
I thought you'd never wake up.
Where the fuck is Jules?
Language! Your belle is safe and sound.
But if you ever want to see her again,
you're gonna have to be a good boy.
What?
All you have to do is relax.
I'm gonna take you to a special place.
A place for just the two of us.
You're a lucky boy, you know that?
George said we should put you down.
I said, no, absolutely not.
Look, lady, I don't know what the fuck you're talking about,
but if you don't let us out of here, I swear to God, I'm gonna--
Why did you do that?
We were trying to save you, goddamn it.
Why didn't you let us help you?
Fucking answer me!
You know...
you're really not supposed to see mommy like this.
But sometimes,
mommy can't help it.
What? You don't think I'm pretty?
What?
-No, no, no, I don't... -After everything I've done for you?
-No. Listen, listen... -I made the whole room nice for you.
I did my dance for you!
Listen to me. That's not what I--
You're a bad boy.
What the--?
I could take everything from you
right now.
But I only wish to give.
To give you the greatest of pleasures.
To make something beautiful together.
But if you don't want that, well...
Well? Well, what?
Well, what?!
Fuck.
You really like that horse, don't you?
I used to have a toy like that when I was little.
Maybe 10.
How old are you?
Yeah, something like 10.
Me and my little sister, Winnie...
Oh, we'd fight over the thing, like, so much.
I don't even know why, it was just a stupid plastic horse.
No offence.
This one Saturday morning...
me and Winnie, we were in our rooms playing and...
like always, we started fighting over the thing.
I tried to grab it from her, but one of the pink legs broke off.
She got so mad.
She was crying and crying, and I told her I'd...
I'd get Mom and Dad to fix it.
And so I...
I ran to their bedroom and opened the door...
and they weren't there, so I...
I went to the living room and they weren't there either, I just...
I couldn't find them.
I guess they left that morning.
So I just figured that they went to the grocery store
or the doctor's office or...
I don't know. Whatever grown-ups do.
We just did our normal thing. I...
I poured us some cereal,
and sat on the ground and watched cartoons all day.
Must have gone on for like a week.
But then we ran out of cereal.
Obviously, nothing like I was wearing last night,
but that was the fashion back then.
Well, I think you look great in it.
You do? Really?
Oh, yeah. And I don't think a lot of people can pull that off.
Careful, Mickey. You're gonna make me blush.
And there's me with Ethan.
What was I thinking with that hair?
Ethan? Is that your son?
What's he up to these days?
He's asleep. In his crib.
Oh, my! Look at this.
You guys look so happy.
Oh, we were.
This was back when we were still courting.
George had an electric light in him that I just could not keep away from.
He would hold me, and we would just...
dance.
He'd whisper to me, he'd say:
"The two of us are all that's real in the whole world.
And everything else is just cardboard cutouts and play things."
That's awesome.
That's so awesome.
One night he showed up outside my window, looked me right in the eyes and said:
"We could run away together. This whole world could be ours."
But only if I wanted it.
So I said yes and our adventure began.
In fact, that picture there,
that's the last time we were in Daddy's house.
We were off to write our own story in the stars,
to have a family of our own.
But that was a long time ago.
And our dreams of having children, well, they never came true.
But there's still time.
-Wait, wait, wait, Gloria? -Yes?
Can we talk?
Absolutely. What is it that's on your mind?
Honestly?
You.
Me?
The way you danced yesterday.
Your body. The smell of your hair. I can't get it out of my head.
I feel like something inside me kind of woke up.
You didn't seem so excited about it then.
I know and I'm sorry.
It happens to me sometimes. I get too wound up when I'm turned on.
I was nervous.
But I'm telling you, it's different now.
I just feel like we're supposed to do this together.
Oh, Mickey, I want to. I do. I just...
And I know I was a bad boy,
but I promise you,
I'll be a good boy if you just give me one more chance.
Mommy?
Oh, my.
Heavens.
Oh, my.
You are a good boy.
I need to-- I need to touch you.
What?
Please, Mommy?
Let me touch you.
Okay.
Oh, good.
You sick fuck!
George!
Georgie!
Fucking Christ!
Hold it right there.
Where do you think you're going? Get back up here.
Don't even think about it.
I'm a crack shot, son. I missed you on purpose.
Okay, okay.
All right.
I'm coming up. I'm coming up.
Can't you just please let us go?
Please?
-Bastard. -Look what you did. Who raised you, boy?
Making a woman cry like that.
Son, I'd blow your brains out if I thought you had any.
He hit my head!
Georgie, where are you?
One thing's for sure, you're a bit too spry for my liking.
Mickey.
Mickey!
No!
What--? What the fuck?
Quit whining, you Sally.
-You fucking-- You fuck, you fuck-- -Clean yourself up.
Come on!
Baby.
-Mickey! -Settle down.
-Don't make me put another bullet in you. -Oh, my God.
What did you do to him?
-What, are you blind? I shot him. -You're fucking crazy.
Oh, come on, now, he deserved it and you know it.
You keep your yapping up, you might just get the same.
We're clear?
You keep an eye on them, Sweetiepie.
Oh, baby.
Oh, I thought I lost you.
Are you okay?
Yeah. No, no.
It fucking hurts.
He fucking shot me.
These people are fucking crazy. They're so fucking crazy, you have no idea.
We need to get the fuck out of here. We need to get the fuck out of here.
Can you pick the cuffs?
With what?
I don't know.
Oh, well, I'm glad you're here.
-I didn't get the chance to say fuck you! -Leave her alone.
-She didn't know what she was doing. -How do you know? She talked?
No, but I know.
I just do.
I've told you a hundred times, the business model, it's flawless, okay?
The cost of goods are zero.
Every day we wake up, we roll out of bed and we just hit the shore.
Scoop up a day's worth of merchandise and then we sell them.
I'm talking nice shiny shells, different colours, maybe some skipping rocks.
It's pure profit, Jules.
I get that, baby, I do.
Just saying, what happens when we get too big? And then we have to hire somebody.
It's not gonna be pure profit anymore
because we're gonna be paying the new shell finder. Could bleed us dry.
But what if we give the shell finder, like, a chunk of the company?
You know, a small chunk. Like equity, right?
Every big business starts with equity.
What are we gonna call it?
That's a very good-- That's a very good question.
Maybe we should...? No.
You know, I think that's you.
You know, you're more creative. I'm more of the numbers guy.
Jules, for the love of God.
I keep telling you, you're gonna damage your enamel.
Holy fuck.
Of course.
Your tongue ring.
The stud.
-What about it? -I can pick our cuffs with it.
Baby, it's in my tongue.
I know it's in your tongue.
But if we can get it out of your tongue, I can use it to get us out of here.
How are we gonna get it out?
I don't know. What if you do that thing that I hate?
When you put it outside your teeth and then you pull really hard.
Maybe it'll just pop out.
Pop out? You think it's just gonna pop out? It's a piercing and it's in there pretty good.
I know it's a piercing. I know it's in there. But could you at least try?
Babe? For me?
-Fine. I'll try. -Okay, great.
You can do this, baby, I know you can do this.
Get it. Get the stud.
-Get it out of there. I know you can do-- -Nope. No. No, baby.
-My tongue is not strong enough. -What are you talking about?
Your tongue is really strong. It's a great, strong tongue.
Baby. Baby, I'm telling you, it's impossible.
Okay. Okay.
What if you--? What if you turn toward me.
Kind of swivel.
-You kind of face me, you know? -I'm trying.
Yeah, just like that. Stick out your tongue.
Stick out your tongue.
And I can kind of clamp down on it and remove it.
No. That's gonna fucking kill.
I know it's gonna hurt.
I wish I had that piercing in my tongue, but I don't. You have it. This is the situation that we're in.
Jules?
You owe me.
Oh, God. Yes, I owe you. I owe you.
Okay? Come on. Come on.
Stick it out. Stick out your tongue.
Who's hungry?
Who is hungry?
All right.
All right, open wide.
Come on.
Open the hangar door.
All right. How about you?
Come on.
Open up. I'll give you some broccoli.
Open up, come on.
Suit yourself.
You're gonna wanna eat at some point.
And I don't have a particular preference whether you eat Gloria's cooking
or each other's fingers.
Holy shit!
Are you okay, babe?
-That was so close. -Yeah.
Yeah. I swallowed a lot of blood and it tasted like metal.
It's okay. Don't worry.
-I've got it from here. -Okay.
Let me just...
Fucking fuck.
What?
I just can't... I can't get at them, you know?
Don't tell me we just ripped a hole in my tongue for no reason.
No, no, no. No way.
No, no. Here, let me try to get at yours.
Okay.
Perfect, perfect, perfect. Stay there, stay there.
I got it. I'm in, I'm in. All right. Okay.
All right.
All right, you motherfucker.
Come on, you little piece of shit.
Fucking dick bag,
little piece of fucking shit.
-I fucking got it. -Oh, babe.
-I love you so much. -Okay. Yeah, yeah.
-All right, no time to waste. -Okay. Right.
Get mine. Get mine.
Wait. What do I do?
You just kind of stick him in there,
and then you kind of move around for...
For like a catch-point.
Relax and feel it.
-Yeah. Yeah. -Wait.
-Yeah. -I feel something.
Yeah, that's right. Feel it. Just feel it. Come on.
It...
-It broke. -You've gotta be fucking kidding me.
Where'd it break? Where'd it break?
It broke inside and now it's just kind of in there.
Oh, baby.
I'm so sorry.
I fucked it all up.
-No, no, no. -I fucked it all up, baby.
No, it's okay. It's okay, it's okay. Hey, hey, hey.
Come here. Come here. Come here.
Listen to me. Listen to me.
-Baby, I'm so sorry. -No, it's okay. It's okay. No, you did your best.
Look, my leg, it's fucked. I can hardly walk anyway.
It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. You got this, okay? You got this.
I don't know what to-- I don't know what to do though. What do I--?
I think we...
What is it?
Holy shit.
A laundry chute.
Holy shit!
Can you get up there?
I'm gonna have to.
I love you.
I know.
I said no good can come of this and I was right, George.
Look where she's already gotten us.
I'll take care of this. I'll make it right.
Come here, darling.
-Come here. Come on. -No--
Did she get out?!
You're so angry.
Why?
It's just because you're shooting blanks?
I'm gonna rip your fucking heart out.
I understand you not wanting to tell me where she is.
I suppose if I were in your position, I'd do the same.
But, God Almighty, I'm gonna watch you die. I'm gonna hurt you, son.
She's gone, man. All right? Just give it up.
Sweetiepie, what shall we do with him?
What's that?
All right. If you say so.
Sweetheart? Are you up there?
I just wanna talk to you.
Ethan, honey.
You think I'm full of hot air, don't you?
I like that.
I like the tough ones.
There ain't a sweeter sound in the world than a man trying not to scream.
Huffing and puffing and...
breathing through their nose.
But they always break, don't they, Sweetiepie?
That's right, you're too young to remember.
You're gonna remember this one.
She isn't going to the cops.
What? What'd you say?
Not yet, anyway.
-What the hell are you talking about? -I told her to wait.
Yeah. We've got a little meet-up spot.
Now, if I don't show up there in an hour or so, then, yeah,
cops galore.
You're fucked, buddy.
But if I do show up...
we just continue on our way.
Like none of this ever happened.
Man-to-man here...
I don't want the cops involved any more than you do, okay?
What about my Sweetiepie?
Who?
Her? I don't give a fuck about her. She's the whole reason I'm down here.
Oh, no, no, no. Don't give me that look.
You bit me. You're on your own, kid.
She's all yours, man.
Mommy's just looking for her friend.
Do you know where she is?
What's that?
Honey?
Honey, come on down here.
I want you to say goodbye to our little friend.
So soon?
Oh, all right.
Any last words for this son of a bitch?
Oh, my dear boy, I do wish you'd handled things differently.
I'll see you in hell.
Stop!
Stop, don't kill him!
-Put him down! -I will smash it!
That was close.
Unhand my baby!
Let him go now.
All right, missy.
Calm down.
Listen, no one's gonna get hurt.
Let's all just have a nice...
Get your ass over here!
-You're okay. -You get your butt down here
-or I'll blow his brains out! -Okay.
Okay. Okay, I'm coming.
Just stay awake.
Just stay awake, you're okay.
You're gonna be fine.
You're gonna be fine!
Look what you gone and did.
What on earth have I done to deserve you two?
Cooking's a Zen art for Gloria.
Calms her nerves.
I found in my years with her,
there's a formula to it.
The more upset she is, the bigger the dish it takes to pull her out.
A while back, I spilled some coffee on our brand-new bedspread.
She baked up a Bundt cake the size of truck tyre.
Needless to say, you two just summoned up a banquet.
Rolls are terrific, honey.
They really are.
Why?
Why what?
The little girl? Why do you keep her down there?
All right, look, it's not what you think.
You see, my Gloria, she always wanted a child.
Unfortunately, the good Lord didn't have that in his plans for us,
so I took matters into my own hands.
And you kidnapped her?
As you get older,
things get complicated.
We all do what we have to do, however we know how.
And I just wanna make my wife happy.
And she was, for a bit.
And then, after a while,
all that girl did was remind her of what she couldn't have.
So she asked me to make her go away.
I just couldn't bring myself to do that.
That basement, that's our compromise.
Her being down there, that ain't me being mean,
that's me being merciful.
You ain't' seen mean.
Dinner is served.
Perfect timing.
Shepherd's pie!
It's Gloria's speciality.
Oh, you two are in for a treat.
Bless us, O Lord, and these thy gifts
which we are about to receive from thy bounty,
through Christ our Lord, Amen.
Amen.
So are you guys gonna kill us? Or...? What's the deal?
George, you haven't told them?
-I wanted to make them squirm a bit. -Tell us what.
-We're not gonna kill you. -What?
I said, we're not gonna kill you. What are you, deaf?
Despite your piss-poor behaviour,
we decided, the logistics of it just don't make no sense for us.
See, sooner or later, someone's gonna come looking for you two.
Now, I can hide a body like the Easter Bunny hides an egg.
But you've been sweating, spitting and pissing all over this place.
George.
Sorry, dear.
Anyhoo, I'm bound to miss a spot.
We have a better chance of just hitting the road.
We'll give it 48 hours,
tip off the police,
they'll come by and scoop you up.
I'll reckon you'll do some time for whatever you two did.
But at least you'll still be drawing breath.
So congratulations, you two just won the damn lottery.
Well...
take your time eating.
You got another couple days in them chairs anyway.
Hey, we've got some appetites after all.
That's really good.
-Wait, what's gonna happen to her? -The open road's no place for a little girl.
They'll put her someplace nice, I figure. You know, these orphanages?
They're like five-star resorts, I hear.
Does that upset you?
I guess anything's better than down there.
You got a good heart, Jules.
Is your full name Julia?
My mother's name was Julia.
She had a good heart too.
You remind me of her.
Thanks.
She died when I was very young. Cancer.
Wasn't much they could do about it back then.
It was a slow, gruelling process,
but I was with her every step of the way.
The day before she died, she told me to go to the closet.
She said she had a surprise waiting for me.
It was a package tied up with a string
and a little card that said "Gloria."
Part of me didn't wanna open the present
because I knew it'd be the last my mother ever gave me.
But she insisted, so...
I wiped away my tears, tore open the paper, and there it was.
A doll.
She said it was a magic doll,
that no matter how sad I became--
And over the next few years I became very sad.
That no matter how sad I became,
I'd always have him with me.
My... Ethan.
And she was right.
He was magic.
And you took him from me.
Why?
What--? What is this?
This is a drug overdose, Mickey.
Yeah, I know, I know, I know. I fibbed about letting you live, but...
See, you had a veritable pharmacy in that bag of yours,
and you two just munched down enough pills to put a bull to bed.
Now, once you're out, we'll shoot you full of the hard stuff,
make sure the job's done.
And boom, problem solved.
A couple of junkies broke into the house,
went on a bender
and died a not-so-tragic death.
Fuck you.
It's not perfect, I know.
But nobody looks too much into it when characters, such as yourselves,
are the dead parties, am I right?
Am I right, am I right or am I right?!
God Almighty.
You two must have been born yesterday to think we'd actually hand you over to the police.
What, so you can sing like canaries? No, no, no.
I'm afraid nobody's gonna come save you.
Howdy, officer, how may I help you?
Hey there. Sorry to bother you around dinnertime. It smells good in there.
Yeah, absolutely, I'm looking forward to getting back to it.
Right, right. I won't take up too much of your time.
Couple days ago, there was a robbery down at the Stop 'n' Gas.
Well, that's a real shame.
-But may I ask why you're here? -Sure.
There was an abandoned car found down on 301, about half a mile from here.
You don't say. Well, that is troubling.
Matches the description of the perp's vehicle.
Have you happened to see anything out of the ordinary?
Any suspicious characters, anything like that?
No, sir. I have not.
But I'll keep a lookout.
All right, then.
You have a good evening. Enjoy that dinner.
I surely will. And happy hunting.
-You good? -Yeah, I'm fine.
It's just the door, it's a bit tricky to close.
I've been meaning to fix it for months.
What exactly happened there?
Oh, you know. It's...
My wife and I were moving furniture out, and it must have caught the doorjamb.
You mind if I come inside and take a look around?
Oh, I appreciate the offer, officer,
but I assure you...
we're quite safe inside.
I'm sure that's the case, but might as well give you the full treatment.
Put those tax dollars to work.
You know what, where are my manners? Come on in. I'll introduce you to my wife.
Gloria, we have a guest.
In the dining room.
-Why, who's this? -Officer Wells, ma'am.
Sorry to bother. We're just checking the houses in the neighbourhood.
We've got a couple of criminals on the run.
Oh, my.
Oh, honey, maybe we should stay in a hotel for the night.
I'm sure that won't be necessary. In all likelihood, you're safe and sound.
We just wanna leave no stone unturned.
That's a lot of food for just you two.
Oh, well, you know what they say.
We had a few things that were going bad, so we thought, "Oh, what the heck.
Let's have a feast!"
Fair enough.
-May I? -By all means.
Where are they?
-The gym. -What's in here?
Where?
-Behind this locked door. -Gym.
Oh, that's just the basement.
Anything I should know about down here?
Just an old boiler and some boxes.
I'm just gonna take a quick look.
Yeah, go for Wells.
We've got two suspects that fit the description pulled over on Willow Drive.
-Head over and back them up. -Copy that.
Looks like I gotta run.
-Best of luck. -Totally understood.
We hope you find those brutes, wherever they are.
Come on.
There. Come on. Over there.
No, baby, no.
That's not how you do it.
If you two notice anything out of the ordinary, anything at all, don't hesitate to call.
-Of course. -You have a good evening, officer.
Come on, baby, you need a boost, okay?
Come on, baby.
You can do this. Come on.
You need a boost, baby, come on.
-God! No, no. -No, no!
Okay. I have a plan.
-That was a close one. Did you give it to them? -Heavens, no. I barely got back in time.
I...
left them right here.
They were out... cold.
I...
Gloria...
you should have stayed and kept watch.
Come on. We gotta go out and find them!
Gloria!
-Come on! -I'm coming.
It's a mile and a half to the property line and then the highway!
At a snail's pace, it's at least 15 minutes. Come on, come on!
Holy shit.
I can't believe that worked. Okay, let's get the fuck out of here.
The bag, the bag, the bag. You get the keys. I got the bag.
-Where are you? -George?
You lowlife, junkie cowards. No one messes with me.
How could you let them get away?!
That's enough!
Okay.
Make it quick.
Okay.
Come on, come, come on.
What are you--? What are you doing?
Are you mad about what I said before?
That was-- I was lying. That was a tactic, okay? I winked.
I winked. Don't you even know what a wink means? It means it's pretend.
How dare you yell at me like that!
Come on now, Gloria. Don't...
-I don't mean it like that. -No!
You need to be good to me, George.
You need to cherish me, like you promised.
You've never yelled at me like that.
I don't know what you said, but I think you need to apologise.
I winked!
Go!
Fine, fine!
Okay. I'm sorry about what I said before.
Even though I did wink.
Of course, I care about you.
You're coming with us, okay? That's why we're here.
Gloria, I am eternally sorry.
There's nothing else in this whole world like what we've got.
It's all cardboard and you know that.
You mean that?
You really mean that?
I swear to Jesus Christ,
God, the devil,
the angels in heaven and hell.
Yes! Come on. Come on.
You tell me what you wanna do.
I...
I wanna forget about them.
About all this.
I wanna leave it all behind and start a brand-new life.
Who says we can't do it again? The two of us.
Together.
Doing whatever we want in this foolish world.
Just the two of us.
If that's what you want,
that's what you're gonna get.
Come on.
All right, come on!
Where's the...? Where's the thing? It's the garage thing.
-I don't know. -Where is it?
And go check out the closet while you're down there.
Honey, have you seen my keys?
Just take mine, they're in the dish.
Sweetiepie.
I'm so sorry, but daddy's gotta go away.
I know, I know.
It's just the way it's gotta--
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Where is it?
Here it is.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, come on, come on!
Son?
I believe you have something that belongs to me.
Come on out.
Get ready for a whupping.
I fucking love you, Jules.
Mickey, don't.
Step out of my fucking car!
You're the best thing that ever happened to me.
Now duck.
Duck!
Fuck.
Oh, shit.
No.
-No. Please. You can't leave me. -Hey. Hey.
-Hey, hey. Hey, it's gonna be okay. -Baby, please.
-No. No. No. -It's gonna be okay, baby.
You're gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
No.
No, no.
No.
Baby, no.
I love you so much.
I'm gonna miss you so much.
You thought you could kill me?
I'm never gonna die.
I'm the last thing you're ever gonna see.
Time to go up high.
Sweetiepie.
Where'd you get that gun?
Come on, give it to daddy.
What did these people say about me?
They trick you into believing I'm a bad man?
I'm not a bad man. I'm a good man. You come to me.
Come to daddy.
You know what makes me feel good? What makes you feel good. Ice cream.
Mint choc--
I wanna go with you.
Okay.
We're gonna be okay.
I'm gonna be right back.
I love you.
Let's go, George!
George?
Are you okay?
Time for us to go!
The open road is ahead, George.
Oh, I suppose we could wait here just a moment longer.
Oh, George.
Oh, sweetheart.
Let's go.
What an adventure we'll have, George.
I just can't wait.
Where are you girls headed?
Florida.
Get in.