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Yo, hurry the fuck up.
- We should go back.
- What?
Boy, it's a half way house, ain't no jail.
- Forget about him.
- I got this.
Look, we're already running in three, two, one.
(garbage can clunks)
- [Boy With Glasses] Oh shit!
(dramatic music)
(spray can rattling)
♪ We put the vile in juvenile ♪
♪ Play with us we'll cross you out ♪
♪ Cause you're where they left for us ♪
♪ There's no cure for this drought ♪
♪ This enforced inheretence
♪ There's no way to back it out ♪
♪ Respect your elders it don't go both ways ♪
♪ It don't what's that about what's that about ♪
♪ One day one day you'll pay for your mistakes ♪
♪ We're not your robots or your sheep ♪
♪ Don't expect me up and bleet ♪
♪ I suggest you share your wealth or it be the end for you and me ♪
♪ Vile - Juvenile ♪
(girls giggling)
(girls howling)
(man yelling)
- God why do families even exist?
- I mean don't ask me.
Besides, better that dad than no dad.
(chuckling)
- I would take no dad.
- I mean your real dad Sarah.
- I know.
(girls giggling)
- Yeah?
Go ahead and try,
you wouldn't last a day, you little brat.
- Shut up!
Let's go, let's go!
(garbage can thuds) (girls laughing)
(tense music)
- Hey, ain't it past your bedtime?
What the fuck, there's another one.
- [Boy] Hey, Sarah.
- Danny.
Hi.
- You girls having a good night?
- Ah, Danny?
(Sarah giggles)
Stop it.
- How do you know Sarah?
- Oh, we share breakfast together most mornings.
- Huh?
- We live together and work together.
- At that Korean grocery store?
- Chinese.
We're spent. - Yeah (giggles).
Our boss is a dodgy slob
so he gave us this bottle to drink.
- Yeah?
Looks like it worked.
- [Sarah] What do you know?
- Smooth.
(low key music)
I'm just joking.
- Well it's nice to see you.
- Same.
- So how was it?
- I mean, it was all right.
(clears throat)
- Nick, what's up?
- Lin, whatever.
So, who is this?
- [Nick] This is my brother Marko.
- Is he really?
(Marko chuckles)
- Half brother.
- There you go.
- Yeah.
- Anyways, that's my main homie Ryker.
- Hey.
- Poindexter.
- Chris.
- Very saintly.
- Mine is too.
- Yeah I wasn't talking about the name.
- Hmm.
So Chris, do you wanna come join us?
- Yeah. - You can invite your friend
but I mean, not really.
(clears throat)
- Whoah whoah, easy there, tiger.
Man, didn't they teach you anything in juvie?
Actually, where were you?
- I was around.
- I ain't seen you.
- Who'd you room with?
- [Nick] You have a room to yourself or something?
- I guess so.
- Ain't no I guess so.
Look, you either heard somebody shit, piss, fart,
I mean fucking beat one out, or you didn't.
- I did some IT stuff,
so it was like a tradeoff.
- You hear that?
Got the prisons going all high tech and shit.
Must be in the wrong business.
- All right, anyway, so this is Marko, Ryker, Chris,
and I already forgot your name.
- Oh my god, you talk a lot.
- I don't mind. (Lin mumbling)
- You ever drink before, big guy?
- Yeah, all the time.
- Get to it, don't babysit it.
(coughing)
What the fuck, man?
Fuck! (laughing)
- Okay.
- All right, you know, I think we should
start this one on the kiddy rides.
Come on, man.
- I guess we're going to the playground.
Back in a sec.
- Hey, boys and alcohol are not a good idea.
We should split.
- Look at him with those idiots.
- Yeah, we don't need them, let's go.
- You're right, we don't, let's go.
- Hey Danny, I think your girl's leaving.
- Hey!
What are you doing?
- We're gonna go throw rocks at a house.
- What, why?
- Why not?
- Wait, we'll come with.
Can a fella get a drink first?
- Okay, fine.
Whatever, but you have until we finish
a quick game of Poor Me.
And since no one's had a shittier life than me,
I guess I'll be judge.
- Well how do we know that?
- Oh, I would trust her if I were you.
- We need a judge.
- [Sarah] Yeah, so who's gonna go first?
- I'll go first.
Computer crimes, right?
Next!
Actually, you probably like learn how to cheat
on that like, Forkknife shit huh?
- Something like that.
- Like yo, we don't care.
Look, we was raised in the proper shit.
Y'all thought juvie was bad,
y'all should have been to St. Pauls.
Religion had been left that place.
Cockroaches and rats all on your bed.
- Don't touch me.
(chuckling)
- Don't nobody wanna touch you.
- [Lin] Right.
-Seriously folks,
two half cast brothers like us,
Older boys had a field day with me and Marko.
Sometimes, feel like I was in a hospital bed
more than my own.
(somber music)
- Yeah, till everything shifted and it all changed.
- What shifted?
- You blind?
About a hundred pounds of pure muscle over here.
(scoffing)
- How did you end up in juvie?
- oh that?
We don't really gotta get into that.
All I could say is,
we was framed for that shit.
(laughing)
- Right.
- Everyone is.
- Okay, what about you?
What were you in for?
- Shit, I got locked up for ice cream.
- Sure, then lock me in for life.
For real, what are you not guilty of?
- Oh, I am guilty.
See the last thing my dad did
before being killed by a bunch of fucking cowards
was buy me ice cream.
- Shit, I'm sorry.
- Shit, I'm sorry too
specially for the motherfuckers who did it
'cause when I find them, I'm returning the favor.
- What, dude, no.
- Who else is gonna do it?
Cops aren't interested.
The useless pigs even tried to lock me up
for not leaving the station.
- So what did you do?
- So, just stole a cop car.
- Well what'd you do with it?
- Just gave it back to them.
- What?
- 40 miles per hour straight through the front doors.
- Fuck.
- Oh my god.
- I don't know if y'all ever seen
a cop car go through the cop station.
But judging by the reaction of everybody at the front desk,
I say it's not a common occurrence.
(laughs)
Over to you, love.
- Yeah, girls don't tell,
specially on the first date.
- [Ryker] Pssh, Nick wack.
- Right, manners, gentlemen.
We still have yet to hear from Danny boy.
I mean we've all heard it, right?
My mom's a movie star.
I've lived everywhere.
Boo hoo.
- Yeah, I for sure heard that shit.
Ah, my mom does porn and I was the fluffer.
(laughing)
- All right, my mom never worked porn
and never fluffed anybody but myself,
so fuck you guys.
(laughing)
But she was in movies though.
Mostly crap ones.
So I spent a lot of time on or traveling to shitty sets.
I never had a real dad.
Just a lot of guys pretending to be nice to me
so they could get in my mom's pants.
Or not so nice to me so they could get rid of me
to get in my mom's pants.
Either way, things never lasted.
The end.
- Boo!
Man, why you gotta make that shit depressing?
- Yeah, poor effort.
Uh, winner, because something tells me
the story we didn't get to hear
was the one we weren't supposed to.
- [Nick] No, no, no, no, no, man, fuck this.
We just went over this.
- Ah.
- Fuck y'all sitting for, come on!
-Ok, let's do it, you ready?
- Yeah.
(electronic music)
(Marko clears throat)
- One quart of vodka.
Ooh.
- Jesus Christ.
When are we gonna get there?
I gotta take a shit.
- Shut up
- This is it.
- Okay you guys, let's grab some rocks.
- [Nick] Black rock.
I wish there was more leaves.
(tense music)
(slamming)
- What the fuck just happened, guys?
- He's got her!
- [Marko] Fuck yeah, let's go!
(shattering)
- Go, around the side, around the side!
- Oh, so I see you brought your friends with you
you stupid idiot!
Shit.
Come on!
All right, get out or I'll kill her!
You get the fuck out of here or she dies.
- We're not going anywhere.
-[Nick] shit
- [Old Man] I'm not joking with you kids.
- God dammit!
- Look.
I swear, come any closer.
(loud clattering)
(Sarah screams)
If you don't stop squirming, I'm gonna stick you
like a pig!
- You fucking touch her again,
this ends very badly for you.
- I swear to god, I'll kill her.
- She dies, you die.
(Sarah whimpers)
-All right, all right, tell you what.
You let me get to my car, let me get to my car.
Let me get to my car.
- No, no you guys, come on.
- And i'll let her go.
- Guys just fucking kill him, come on you guys, come on.
Don't leave me with him, don't leave me with him, okay?
- Look, we're only interested in Sarah.
- What do you think I'm and idiot?
- Come on. Don't leave me with him. Come on you guys.
(groaning)
(sighing)
- (sighs) Oh. Oh no.
What'd you do?
- Calm down.
- No, no, no, we don't owe her shit!
-Shut-
- It's gonna be okay, man, calm down.
- What'd you do to us?
- What did I do?
What did he do?
- [Nick] Holy shit, computer boy.
(tense music)
- [Ryker] Hey, come on guys.
Let's go.
[Nick] Come on. Come on
[Nick] Yo yo. Come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
- Let me!
- [Danny] Guys, stop.
We need to work this out.
- [Nick] Oh since when are you the leader, huh?
- [Danny] We need a plan.
- Oh we already got one.
One foot in front of the other, fast.
- [Danny] No, it has to be better than that.
- The police are gonna think we broke in this man's house
and killed him!
(coughing)
Ah, fuck!
- [Danny] He's not dead yet.
- [Ryker] We're going to jail for life!
- [Marko] Don't look at me,
- [Chris] What did I do?
- Yo, your fucking computer is not gonna get us
out of this one now, is it?
- Yes, so we gotta go now. - Oh my god, no.
(shouting over each other)
There's a dead body there.
We need to go!
(shouting over each other)
-No!
We have to go.
-No we can't
Thats my best friend you're talking about
[Nick] Fucking, stay with her than!
(old man shouting)
-Fuck?
Wait, wait, wait.
That means he was alive.
Marko, you're in the clear.
Come on, we're fucking going.
- You guys get out of here.
- Yeah, look, the police are gonna believe her, all right?
She just shishkebabbed that asshole, let's go!
- This shit's out of control!
- [Danny] Why, Sarah?
- He was about to rape me.
- But we stopped him?
- Did you?
Did you, because I don't remember you being here
when I was passed around by pedophiles.
I can't have kids because of what this sick bastard
and his perverted friends did to me.
(gasping)
- I'll take care of you.
I promise.
(somber music)
If we leave, he dies.
None of us can escape the blame.
- My bad, I don't know if I heard you.
Uh, us?
What are you talking about, boy?
I didn't even touch him.
- If he dies, you're an accessory to murder.
No question.
- Are you suggesting that we leave Sarah here?
- Yeah, fuck her!
- [Lin] You can't do that.
- We won't.
But we came in here to attack and we've got priors.
- I only came to attack the house.
- Well that's not how it worked out, is it now,
Edward goddamn scissorhands!
- Look!
If we call it in,
then it's a dying man's word against ours.
And we're fucked.
If we don't, he's as good as dead and we're fucked.
- We should cut, all right?
- We can't just run forever.
I mean people are gonna notice seven kids missing.
- Those dumb motherfuckers won't catch me.
- No job, no bank account, no future.
- Look.
We don't leave right now, we're going down regardless
so you getting to a point or not?
- We shouldn't just leave them out in the open.
- Fuck them!
- And him, and him.
- Oh my god.
All right, what you getting up at?
- One in.
All in.
- [Nick] No, no, no, no, look.
That's your fucking plan, all right?
We are leaving.
Come on.
So we all just stab him?
- Man, I already did.
- Look, I'm not going down for you,
your fucking girlfriend,
or Mr. Arts and Crafts over here, all right?
- What about me, huh?
- Look, there's no way that little butter knife
did that much damage.
Look at the shit in him now!
Fucking shit.
Alright, stab the fucking pedophile.
- You've lost your damn mind!
- What are you doing?
This is crazy, I'm not stabbing anyone.
- It's okay, you don't have to.
- Lin, if you don't, you have to stay away.
- But I don't have anyone else.
This isn't fair.
This is not my fault.
I'm not stabbing anyone.
I can't-- - [Sarah] Lin, I'm sorry!
I'm sorry, Lin.
- Hey look, man, you got your shit, I got mine.
- [Nick] Yeah, it's all good.
(sighing) Batter up, Danny boy.
(hands being washed)
- Hey.
Come with me.
- Danny.
You don't have to do this.
(knife enters body)
- All right.
That was fun.
Um.So can we go now?
- So what are we gonna do about this?
- It's not gonna clean.
Nothing is.
We've only got one shot.
- What?
- Let's burn this motherfucker down.
- Yeah, yeah.
- And this kiddie fucker with it.
- I know where the matches are.
Whoah, shit.
(ripping)
I thought we were just stabbing him.
- Fuck you.
- Oh shit.
- It's Molly, it's Molly, it's Molly.
Let me talk to her.
- What, no!
Sarah!
- Please tell him don't hurt her.
(muffled scream )
- It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
-Fraaank!
-We have to, we have to.
You'll be uncomfortable but you're safe.
-why? (muffled)
-You're not in danger.
- I'm sorry, Molly.
- What are we gonna do with the old lady?
- Got it.
I say we go two for two and we could kill her too.
What do you guys think--
- What, no!
(laughing)
- Who are we, the Manson family?
No more killing!
End of story.
- She knows Sarah, all right?
And you know she knows her too!
- Yeah, you up for it?
- I already did my part.
- [Marko] Come on.
- This has gone real bad.
Did Molly play any part in the abuse?
- What, no.
- Was she ever in the room?
- No, no.
She only ever loved me.
(Molly whimpering)
- Hey, I'm sorry to break up this whole
romantic tension you guys got going on
but somebody better go check up on her.
(sobbing)
- I didn't know, I didn't know.
- He can't hurt us anymore.
- How can you ever forgive me?
- It's okay, I'm okay.
- But I failed you.
-Did you know your husband was having sex
with little girls?
- Never!
I would have killed him.
I would have...
-Do you know why we're here?
Frank is dead.
(somber music)
- Oh.
Oh god.
Frank did this?
Oh god.
Oh my god.
Oh honey.
I've ruined your life.
- No, you didn't ruin anything, you didn't.
- I'm sorry. - No.
- So what do you need?
- We're in trouble.
Get something to cut her free with.
- [Nick] SIghs. Look at what you're sitting on genius.
- Wait, so we're just gonna let her go?
- Molly's gonna take the blame
for accidentally murdering Frank.
- What, no, no, no, she didn't do anything,
this isn't her fault!
- [Nick] Sarah.
It's you or her.
-No
- Hey.
It's me.
- All right.
Everybody get washed and changed.
Anything with blood, just make a pile, okay?
Nick, try to find us some new clothes or something to wear.
- I'm not your fucking servant.
- Fine, I'll do it.
- Are you ready for this?
Hey, hey, hey.
It's all right.
You okay?
- What do you need me to do?
- You have to pretend that Frank's beating you.
- But how am I gonna do that?
Please.
- However he normally does.
Scream, break windows, break bones if need be.
The police have to believe that you murdered your husband.
in self-defense.
We don't have a backup plan, Molly.
You're it.
- You tell Sarah that I love her.
(light synth music)
♪ We started like children ♪
♪ Lost in the building by the wall ♪
♪ Hope lost to fear and ♪
♪ Nothing's clear when we lost it all ♪
♪ This is how, how we try ♪
♪ This is where, where it died ♪
♪ This is how, how we cried ♪
♪ Like the dogs left outside ♪
♪ We were so cautious guarding our losses viciously ♪
- (mumbling) All these years, Frank!
You made me, made me feel like this was horrible.
♪ I let your shirt cry ♪
♪ You did the work and took the rein ♪
♪ Winning the battles losing the war ♪
♪ What did I gain ♪
♪ This is how, how we tried ♪
♪ This is where ♪
- No!
Stop it, Frank, stop!
Help, please, help!
Stop, Frank!
You're fucking killing me, Frank!
You're killing me!
Oh god.
Oh.
Come on, Molly, come on, Molly.
I'm sorry, Sarah.
I'm sorry.
(sobbing)
(screaming)
(sobbing)
No, no, no.
Please, please help.
No, no.
Please, oh god.
(bashing)
(siren sounding in distance)
- Lin? - Hmm?
- Lin, come on, wake up.
- Give me one more minute.
- Come on, you slept through half the day.
- Okay, I'm coming.
- Come on, Lin.
- I'm coming.
- [Sarah] Great! I'm starting lunch.
♪ Play on ♪
♪ And hope that when you find it ♪
♪ You never look back ♪
♪ But I know things change so often ♪
♪ It's easier to let yourself down ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Don't let them play around ♪
♪ Easier to let your ♪
♪ Self down ♪
♪ It's easier to let yourself down ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Easier to hold on to ♪
♪ Things that tie you to the ground ♪
♪ Let them go ♪
(sobbing)
- [Man] Pickups.
- Yo, where's Mother Alphonse?
- You boys aren't going back to St. Paul's.
We got a special orphanage for the likes of you.
- This is horseshit!
- Where's my Uncle Malcolm?
- Sonny, if you had an Uncle Malcolm that cared about you,
I wouldn't be here now, would I?
- Where are you taking them?
- [Bald Man] Do you have parents?
- Yeah.
- Then why do you care?
(slamming)
- Come on, come on!
Shit, oh my god.
Who'd have thought I'd see an angel outside the church?
That's so good.
- [Ryker] Nick, come on!
- Next time gorgeous
- Looks like you had a breakout.
- Was it yours?
- No.
Ooh, this one's mine!
Oh.
Okay.
- Nice to finally see you again?
- We've been over this already.
You know the paparazzi are always stalking out these places.
- Sweet ride.
- And its owner treats me very well.
- You got married again?
- No, not yet anyways.
You know, it's no picnic out there, you know?
Specially of ladies of a certain age
with extra baggage.
- Oh, thanks mom.
- You know what I mean.
- Little bit better than your six by eight cell.
No fraternizing with ex-cons.
Be clean, find a job and we'll get along just fine.
Well we'd love to stay and chat
but we have an engagement to attend.
Food's in the fridge, here's a little play money.
- Oh gee, thanks.
- [Man] Do you ski?
- Never really tried it.
- Perfect, the mountain's too dangerous for rookies.
- Well, you don't like the cold, do you?
- Does anyone?
- No, I just remember you crying when you were younger.
- Yeah, thanks.
- No, it's okay.
I just wanted you to understand why we didn't book you
on the Aspen trip.
- Hot tub holds only two.
But besides, you'll be fine.
Pete'll take care of you.
- The doorman?
- [Man] Yeah, he's like family.
(phone ringing)
- I'll get it.
- Hi.
This is Danny, is Chris in?
- How do you know Chris?
- From chess club.
- Oh great, I'll get him for you then.
Chris, it's Danny.
- I can take it from here.
Hey, Danny.
- Hey, Chris.
- I would love you to, but let me just check.
Mom, can Danny come over for a game of chess?
- I can't play chess, you know that, right?
- That's fine.
I look forward to meeting him.
- Perfect.
See you at one.
- What?
(knocking)
- I'll get it.
- Relax, Chris, it's my house.
I'll answer the door.
Danny?
- Yes, ma'am.
- [Mom] Do come in.
- Oh no please, after you.
- So you're Chris's new friend.
- Oh, actually, Miss Hamilton,
I've known Chris in the chess circles
for quite a while now.
- Oh chess, yes, I remember, I remember.
- Yeah but I haven't seen him in ages.
I really miss our heated battles
over the 64 square pantheon.
Knight to King four, buddy.
Where you been?
- We had to move for Chris's father's work.
But we're back.
And please, please, call me Diarn.
- I've got the pantheon all ready upstairs.
After you, man.
That was great.
- Yeah, you like that?
- You turned her from interrogator
into liar liar pants on fire in two seconds.
Have any trouble finding the place?
- Nah.
Except it took me over an hour to get here.
- Sorry.
- Don't ever apologize for where you live.
Especially not to me.
What's this?
- This is Amish HQ.
The remains of my computer.
My remote control car.
They've even taken the batteries out of the remote.
You've gotta get out of the chair to change the TV.
Crazy shit!
I need an internet fix, something bad.
But I'm under house arrest.
- Mm, brutal.
- You keep that little prince charming show going
and I'll be allowed out soon enough.
(chuckling)
- Right, now you better explain this shit.
What the hell is he doing here?
- [Sarah] I'm sure there's a good reason.
-Wait a second I gotta go hang a piss
- Wait here.
- Hey.
- Deal's off.
Every man for themselves.
- Whoah, whoah, let me explain.
- [Danny] You got two seconds.
- Here?
- One second.
- Look, we almost Frankied another man.
Ryker included.
- What, you boys mercenaries now?
- Hardly.
We're in hiding at Ryker's uncle's place.
You leave me alone with those two, I'm gonna kill 'em.
- You're responsible.
- Okay.
- Wash your hands.
- Why, it's my cock.
- You get more germs from this door,
- Than my cock.
[Marko] Yo hey!
You guys look cute and all but
what are you wandering around for?
- He wanted to see the ducks.
- Okay.
- Where's Poindexter?
- That's our first order of business.
- Better have a good excuse.
- Find somewhere else to talk.
- So, I think we'd all like to know what happened
to our little IT friend.
- Right.
I thought it'd be best if we talked about stuff
concerning Chris while he's not here.
- What kind of stuff?
- We should leave him out.
- I disagree.
- Didn't see that coming.
- Look, when are you gonna get it,
you're not making the fucking calls, all right?
- Okay, stop.
Why don't you explain?
- Who here seems out of place?
- Um, I do?
I'm a little too cute for all of y'all.
- All right, yeah maybe,
but if Chris was here, I wouldn't even ask.
- It's true, Nick, he's the weak link.
- I agree, if I have a vote,
women's right and everything.
- Aw everybody's included.
- Look you guys,
I think that if someone can make it
it's better than none of us.
(breathing out heavily)
So what's the plan then?
- We've agreed not to snoop around.
- Oh.
Oh we did?
Oh man, that's crazy.
What else did we agree on?
- Look, nothing.
I just think it's best if we just go back
to our normal lives and just hope things blow over.
- Right.
So how do we go back to normal lives though?
- What then?
- I say we cause a little chaos.
- What?
- [Danny] Come here.
- This is never gonna work.
- I know.
- Well, it was nice knowing you.
- You too.
Shame and all but, thanks I guess.
- I'm just so sick of being shot as the messenger.
- I got it.
-Deal? oh yeh.
[Marko] Yo listen up.
We've got something we gotta talk about.
- Oh that's crazy, so do we.
- [Marko] Doesn't matter.
- Ooh, sounds serious.
Okay go ahead.
- Look, this isn't working out.
So we think we should split up.
- What the fuck, no.
- I just came back.
- Look, king of kings, that's not how it's gonna happen.
Come here, sit down, look, listen, come on.
- Why?
-We're the majority
so we're staying together regardless.
- We decided not to have a connection.
- No we didn't.
Also, we have some unfinished business.
- What are you talking about?
- Sarah saw one of those sick fucks
that Frankie used to share her with.
- What?
That can't be.
- Look, I wasn't gonna say anything but,
Lin convinced me.
And then Nick volunteered.
- Volunteered for what?
- To kick his ass.
- No.
- What are you talking about?
- Don't worry.
We got this.
- Look, are you sure?
- [Nick] She's sure.
- She might not be.
- If somebody did to you what this man did to me,
you wouldn't forget his face, Danny.
- [Danny] Sarah.
- Leave her alone, Danny.
- Look, this is a mistake.
- I guess it's a good thing
we don't need your permission, huh?
Come on.
- Look.
I'm better off, I'm going with them.
(electronic music)
- All right, thanks, man.
- Have a good day.
(bashing)
- [Vendor] Jesus!
- Stop, stop!
- Stop, that's his daughter!
- Stop!
- Everybody go! - Help, please!
- Come on, come on.
(light violin music)
- Stop, stop, wait for Lin.
- What's up?
- Not fucking cool.
- Hey we lost you guys.
- Lost us, you fucking left us behind.
- Yeah you fucking coward!
- [Nick] Whoah, whoah. -[Lin] What the hell, man?
- Dale Jackson of Idaho?
This is one of Frankie's perverted friends?
What were they, pen pals?
- I would never forget that face.
- So why was he caught carrying all this cash
and tourist shit?
- What?
- Don't fucking what me, Sarah .
This isn't a game.
- Yeah, hmm.
Yeah, think you'd been to the zoo lately?
- Take a good look.
- Sarah.
So that wasn't him?
I can't be here.
- You can't go anywhere.
- Whoah, whoah whoah.
You can't take all of it.
- I'm not gonna keep any of this.
- What are you gonna do with it right now?
- Me, nothing.
You will need this to find out.
- [Lin] Really, 23d floor?
- Damn. (Lin laughing)
Look at the view, guys. - What the?
- This is what having parents is like, huh?
- What does your mom do again?
- [Nick] Smells like privilege.
- [Lin] Oh yeah.
- Hey man, this is a nice place.
How many questions they gonna ask me
before they let me upstairs?
- I know.
The doormen here are out of control.
Was it Pete?
- Pete.
- Here, take this.
Not that you seem to need it or anything.
It's two grand.
We'll send the money back plus more
if we can ever afford it.
- Okay, I'll make it work.
I'm just glad he's not dead.
- Too soon.
- Look, I'm not really great with this type of shit, right,
but I realize we got off onto a rocky start.
I think we could still rebuild it
if you want to.
- I've always wanted to.
- Why do you wanna give this up?
- Oh, these places are never mine.
We go like living in a place like this
to out in the boondocks after some afternoon fight.
These rich guys will never marry my mom.
Specially while I'm still here.
- I'm sorry it's like that.
- Don't be.
I need to take control of my own life
and a few others by the looks of it.
- So what we gonna do?
- We need to find a way to offset our fuckups.
- What you want us to do,
help out ladies cross the street and shit?
- I'm thinking we need to do a hell of a lot more than that.
- I agree.
- The way I see it,
a bunch of juvenile delinquents
aren't gonna be given a second chance.
We're gonna have to make one for ourselves.
- How?
- By fighting back for those who can't.
- So, what you want us to chase after scumbags?
- What have we got to lose?
- Ooh, that's what I'm talking about.
Look, we go outside, we protect the streets and shit
like those crazy motherfuckers on TV, right?
Lets go and let's fucking, just take--
- No.
We meet in private and remain anonymous.
You want to go dress up in underpants,
do it without me.
- Maybe I will.
- Hey man, we'll get famous.
- What, get arrested, you mean?
Evil as he was, we killed that man.
- Okay, so what's your plan?
- We can't stop bad things from happening
but we might be able to do something about it if they do.
- Well if we're helping people, I'm in.
- Nobody's in.
You can't undo or unsee things.
So please take your decision seriously.
If you're in, show up here tomorrow at four p.m.
Come on, everybody out.
- Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah,
wait, wait, what's the rush?
- Yeah I spent more time talking to Pete's bitch ass.
- Odds are this is gonna lead to a life in jail.
It's not a group decision.
Come on, go sleep on it.
Everybody out.
Four p.m. tomorrow, people.
- Well.
It's all good, I'm in.
- No more alliances.
- I'm in too.
- I'm in.
I feel you, you see?
You never leave the family behind.
You know, the movie.
Common knowledge, Danny.
- I'm in too, Mr. President.
- I'll know you're in tomorrow, four p.m.
- Four p.m.?
That's your birthday.
Happy birthday, Mr. President.
- Well I'll think about it.
- Thanks.
- I'm in, Danny, but,
you need to remember what you promised me.
I'm not gonna turn a blind eye anymore
so you better have my back.
(door shuts)
- How come we always gotta go meet up with Danny?
How come he can't bring his ass down here?
- Would you rather have a meeting on his couch
or in the penthouse?
- How about no more meetings or beatings?
- On the couch?
- [ Lin] So I'm thinking, not for my personal business
but my landlord, and I tell you, he was peeking looking--
- [Danny] Okay, okay.
Guys, just come out here for a sec.
- [Lin] What the hell is that?
- Membership requires both a pledge and an initiation.
- Yeah I'm not playing your silly boy's game.
- Well, it's not optional.
And information is for members only.
- Wait, is that the knife from Frank's house?
- Hey, hold on man, you got no right.
- The same type of knife that brought us together
will bond us.
- [Sarah] All right, give it to me.
- Hold on.
Danny first.
- [Danny] (gasping) Shit.
(cackling)
- Check on him.
- Yeah, check on the badass. (chuckling)
- Relax, man.
Chicks love scars.
- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Look.
I like where this is going.
- It was stupid.
- Ain't nothing stupid about asking people to commit.
It's not like we're putting together the school band.
- Should we be doing this?
- Don't you dare lose faith now.
- I can't even do this right.
- [Marko] Man, forget about the finger.
Look.
Without this, we've got nothing.
Everybody wants in.
I want in.
- What if we fuck it up?
- Then we fuck it up.
- It could get nasty.
- I'm counting on that.
- What about those rabbits out there?
- Look where I am.
Come on, man.
- Looks like a vampire buffet.
- It's the only way in.
- Be gentle.
Okay that didn't hurt that much.
- Come on man.
I'm in all the way, Danny.
Your wounds will be my wounds.
- Yeah whatever he said.
Whatever, just give me this
Ooh, son of a tit.
- Oh come on, now I'm the only dude
with a little prick.
- Don't even trip, dog.
Some boy's pricks are bigger than others,
you know what I mean?
- Give me that.
Ain't no way I'm gonna let y'all give me shit
about this too.
- So was the cock measuring competition
supposed to be before or after the pledge, guys?
- Honestly, it would have been easier to whip them out.
- Wish you told me that before.
- It gets real from here.
Don't say you weren't warned.
- Of my own free will, I have decided to join this group.
- Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah.
What's all this group shit?
You should throw our real name up in there.
- What name?
- Fucking juvenile delinquents.
The JDs.
Look, you said it the other day, right?
I think all of us were feeling it.
We all like it, right?
- Yeah, we all like it.
- Juvenile Delinquents.
One sec.
Of my own free will,
I've decided to join the Juvenile Delinquents.
To my fellow JDs, I make this pledge.
- I will never reveal your identities
regardless to any danger to myself.
- I will protect my fellow JDs always.
- I will obey the rules and do what is asked
for the greater good.
- I need not worry about my former life
'cause this is my life now.
- With my blood which I mix with yours,
I am bonded forever.
- [All] Your wounds will be my wounds.
- You with us?
- Yeah.
- What you thinking about?
- I don't know.
It's just nice to belong to something for once.
- Yeah.
- Hey, you gonna throw this away?
- Yeah I was, why?
Um, no I think it's best if we, okay.
So, any ideas?
Okay, keep them up if you think
we can do what's needed with what we've got.
- Do you think we can kidnap executives
from a pharmaceutical company?
- And keep them where, stupid?
- Hey, no idea is stupid.
- Thank you.
- You know, just baby steps first.
- Good, 'cause we could do mine right now.
- JDs can't start like this.
- So what happened to all that your wound is my wound shit?
- You'll be the prime suspect.
Does anyone have a problem helping a friend out
down the track?
- No.
- Not at all.
- Hey, it's good bro.
I'll kill one of those motherfuckers if I need to.
shit.
- JDs won't be asking anyone to kill.
- [Ryker] What the fuck?
- This isn't Murderers Incorporated.
- No more deaths for me, sorry.
- Me neither.
- Why give them an easy way out?
I mean Frank got lucky if you ask me.
- 'Cause I want them dead.
- Yeah, then what?
What if I gave you a jar
with two Achilles tendons in it?
A reminder, they won't be sneaking up
on anyone ever again.
- They won't be able to sneak?
- They can't walk.
Make them pay?
- Make them pay.
- Okay, boys, how will the JDs be starting?
- I got one.
I got a guy who murdered his fiancee in cold blood.
His claim was she was in a coked out rage, self-defense.
- Okay.
Research then.
- [Nick] Oh, good idea Sarah.
See what sites Danny visits.
I'm sure it's not all just research, right?
- Hey man, I'm not confirming anything
but if the internet didn't have porn on it,
there'd be three billion less users.
- That's a fact.
- Girls, why don't you be in charge of the HQ,
see if you can find us a place.
- You got it.
- Boys, you be in charge of recon.
I mean all of us need to be thinking about finances.
- Shit, you guys.
This is her.
- Ugh, is that her dad?
- Yeah.
Yeah we gotta help him.
- What do you think those keys are for?
- Probably for like her first car or some shit.
- Or her first apartment.
- They look happy.
- Look at all these beautiful comments that people left.
- This feels a little weird, guys.
- I think it's okay.
Let's just try to see if we can track down the dad.
- Okay.
[Sarah] Yeah I really don't think we're gonna find anything.
- No shit.
I mean, that was the fucking hardest job.
Like can you tell your little boyfriend
to give us like a car?
- Okay, you know he's not gonna do that.
- Atleast a metro card.
Well, oh, oh.
- I'll talk to him.
- Mhmm so you admit he's your boyfriend.
Hmm.
- God, all right, okay.
Let's just look for another hour, head back.
Come on.
- What happens if I push you?
I mean, we made a pledge.
- Bitch. (laughing)
[Lin] Hello ladies.
- Any luck on HQ?
- Big fat zero on that one.
What about you guys?
- He throws hail Mary.
Two seconds left on the clock.
- Oh, touchdown!
- Sounds promising.
- Not only did we find Mr. Thomas Griffin,
we found where he works.
- Wait, how?
- Super secret agent stuff, girl.
I'll tell you but then I'd have to kill you. (clicking)
- The boys followed Thomas on the bus.
- Undetected on a bus.
- For the moment we're taking their word for it.
- So you got the dud?
- Yup.
And without being able to contact dumb and dumber over here
I spent all day on lookout while they caught Zs.
- It's called victory sleep.
You wouldn't understand.
- Slept like a baby.
- Okay, enough.
Girls, come have a look at this.
We're gonna give Thomas a note.
Hey, hey man.
Hey, sorry.
You wanna earn 20 bucks real quick?
- 20 bucks for what?
(light music)
- Flying solo?
Well she's gonna miss out.
- Hey boys.
- Don't interrupt.
- What's up, Red?
Goddamit.
- Woah Bitch! Get off
- We're on the same team!
- [Marko] Kiss my ass.
- They all look busy.
- Yeah, they've been at it for hours.
- So how'd it go?
- It was unbelievable.
Thomas almost fainted.
I was across the street,
I felt like I was gonna cry.
It was amazing.
I found what I wanna do with my life.
We're planning the meet now.
- Okay but tell me more about Thomas.
(laughing)
- Oh man, I didn't know it was fancy dress.
- Don't want them to think I'm a kid.
- Maybe you should have chose somebody
whose balls dropped.
- Cut me some slack.
Remember the signal?
- Yeah.
Thomas is a good guy, okay?
We wanna help him out.
Besides, if anything goes wrong, I'll be right here.
Put the Delinquents on the map, man.
Show time, come on.
(tense music)
- I hope you're for real.
- We are.
- Everything you need is in this bag.
- Don't turn around.
Are you armed?
- I want you to kill him with that.
- We're not assassins.
- He deserves to die.
No, no please, don't leave.
He murdered her and I did nothing.
- I'm sorry for your loss.
But you should know.
People do care.
- What people?
Nobody cared.
- We care.
- Thank you.
We think Jess was gonna leave him.
That's what set him off.
- Is there enough in here to prove this?
- I think so.
If not, I can get more.
I'll do anything, just don't give up on us.
- We can't work like that.
- Then let me ask you just one thing.
- Go on.
- If you ever find yourself hurting that bastard,
I'd like you to erase my daughter's name from his arm.
He got a tattoo of her after he murdered her
just so he could sway the jury.
He refuses to take it off.
He mocked me with it in court.
He's an evil bastard.
- I'll see what I can do.
How will I know?
- [Danny] You won't.
- Huh?
- You're out from here on.
This way nothing can trace back to you.
But one day you'll know.
Trust me.
Nobody will ever be able to take that away from you.
- Yo, what's in the bag?
Shit dude, God Bless America.
- Hey, put that away.
Are you crazy? - Yeah.
Sorry, my bad.
There's gotta be thousands in here.
- Yeah could be.
- That'll seriously help us out.
- Whoah, whoah, whoah.
- They caught you at the penthouse with this,
you'd be out on your ass.
- Yeah, no doubt.
- Let me keep it, man.
It'll be our secret.
- You swear?
- Yeah.
I wouldn't be a very good sergeant-at-arms
if I was a blabbermouth.
I'm not my brother.
(siren sounding in distance)
You ready?
- Yeah.
(chuckling)
- Danny, we're home honey.
- Shit.
(gasping and giggling)
- Hey.
This is a penthouse, not a clubhouse.
You're gonna have to find somewhere else
for your little gang to hide out.
- What gang?
- Pete works for me.
And if you want things to work out for your mom,
you need to consider moving on.
- Oh hi, Danny.
- You don't wanna hang around for this now, do you?
- No, I don't,
but what am I supposed to do?
Go live in a tent?
Jesus, fricking disgusting.
Shit's worse than juvie.
Ugh.
- [Lin] He's here.
- How much is in the bag?
- Eight thousand exactly.
- How much is eight thousand divided by six exactly?
- It's not spending money.
- You can't hog it all.
- I can give out some but we all need jobs.
Respectable cover lives, remember?
- [Girls] We got jobs.
- We just got out of the cell.
We need some money for necessities.
- What, girls and booze?
- Like I said, necessities.
- Fine, 200 each.
There's still the matter of Mr. Jackson.
- No, that pedo's not getting any of my money.
- You put a guy taking his kids on vacation
in the hospital.
- Fuck you I did.
- You did.
- Look, there's no way he's making a profit out of this.
- He didn't ask to be beaten.
- Well he can have all of mine.
- Yeah why not?
I mean she's the one that caused all of it.
- Well he can have mine too.
- Well that's easy for you to say, we got jobs.
- You part of this?
- There's no shallow end in this pool.
- Look, I'm giving him everything, okay?
- Sarah, everyone's in.
Or should be.
The money's gonna help Dale and his family, okay?
Just tell us about you guys' hunt for our HQ.
- Nothing good yet.
I mean it's not easy finding a place
without people around.
- Keep it up.
The penthouse is a bust
and if Pete has his way,
I'll be looking for a new place.
- Need help with that?
I got you.
- I'll be treasurer.
- I was gonna keep the money at my place.
- You just said that you don't know how long
you'll be there for.
Plus, I'm good with numbers.
- I second that.
- Sounds good to me.
- Yay yay, motion passed.
- And what about your 200?
(sighing)
Thank you.
- Okay, we need to start going over this stuff.
- Was this from Chris?
- Yeah.
- Well then he should be a JD.
- Yeah.
- Hundred percent.
- No, we agreed.
- We should at least ask him.
- What did he think he was doing?
- Helping me look for my father.
- You lied to him?
- [Danny] I had to.
- Well shit, are you lying to us?
- I'll talk to him.
- No you won't.
You lost your chance.
We all wanna talk to him.
- I'm not the bad guy here, remember?
There's still a few important issues
we need to go over.
Like what the hell are we gonna do with Toby.
- Sorry.
(knocking)
- Go away, mom.
I'm sleeping.
- I'm not your mom.
- Look, Oliver.
- No, you look.
I don't want you here.
And neither does your mother.
You're not a kid anymore.
Anyone who served time in jail is a man
whether he likes it or not.
- Juvie's a jail for kids.
- I know exactly where you were.
Look, I'm a man of means.
Women find me attractive.
And that lends itself to certain encounters.
Sure you learned about that stuff in school
or the hard way in prison.
I've no use for my beach house since I met Vicky.
And with the promise of good behavior,
- I promise.
- Now.
You tell your mother you asked me for this
and nothing about the ladies.
That's between you and me.
- Oh god.
- You've seriously never had a coffee before?
- No, they don't usually have cappuccino machines
inside of orphanages Genius.
- Just saying, all the stuff that's happened so far,
it's probably the craziest.
Is this the spot?
- [Marko] I hope so.
- This is money.
- [Marko] Seedy old shagger to the rescue.
It's right on the beach, it's so sick.
- Can we go see it?
- Secret lairs aren't any good if they're not a secret.
- Oh, pff.
- Well, while you two are supposed to be at the concierge,
look what I got?
- It's a black pouch.
- Ain't nothing special.
I got one too.
(laughing)
- Okay.
- Well this one is gonna help the JDs become a democracy.
- And how's that?
- [Nick] Blue for no.
White for yes.
- Hey, that's actually a good idea.
- Yeah, brilliant.
- Don't need to wait on my vote.
That motherfucker's guilty and I'm getting him regardless so
- [Marko]Goddamit, Nick!
And our votes don't count, I guess, huh?
This has gotta stop.
Otherwise the next vote's gonna be you.
(sighing)
- I'm sorry.
- Don't apologize to me, man.
I grew up with this shit.
- Danny, I'm sorry.
- Not him either, man.
You're putting all of our lives at risk!
- I'm sorry everyone.
- Looks like we just greenlighted
the JD's first mission.
Extraction?
- Oh, we have a rental inspection every few months.
- Sure.
- We could fake up a real estate letter.
- And we actually have one so we can copy it.
- That's good.
- Where are we taking him to?
- Beach house?
- Come on Danny.
The house across the street's empty
and there's no one around.
(laughing)
- Yes!
-[Lin] get my bikini
- [Danny] Fine.
(Lin laughing)
- Thank god, hey.
- What's up? - Hey.
- Huh, what's this?
(chill music)
What the fuck is this?
- What?
- See I knew you were involved.
- Look, Marko is taking care of that.
Well he was supposed to anyhow.
- Yeah but you gave it to him.
- As the sergeant-at-arms.
He wanted it.
- Sergeant, I ain't vote no sergeant at arms!
- Not everything's gonna be decided
by your little pouch.
- Look, that's not acceptable to me.
- [Danny] Doesn't have to be.
- [Nick] I should have been told.
- All right.
Who here wants Nick in charge of the gun?
Raise your hands.
- Hahahaha, very funny.
Look, everybody else got a role.
What do I do?
- Roles are gonna pop up as we go along.
- All right, what about planning?
- We ain't planning any killing sprees.
- What if your plans don't work?
- I mean that is a fair point.
- You know what, you've second-guessed everything,
so I'm happy to make it official,
I mean if you really want it.
- Oh I want it.
What is it, what's it called?
- Nag.
(laughing)
- Very funny.
- Know-it-all.
- Scrutinizer?
- Ooh.
- Gettin better.
What about final say?
- Not on your life.
- Scrutinizer it is.
- I won't be much help when things
start to get nasty, so,
- Yeah but it's my role.
- Oh.
I would love to work under you.
I love me a man in charge.
- Look, I ain't got no doubt you work well
under me, sweet cheeks. (clicking)
All right you're hired
So when do we get to the boy?
- Heads up!
(laughing)
- Hey, guys.
Oh what's been going on?
- Ain't shit.
- Nothing?
- Nothing.
- Danny said you guys have been catching up.
- Oh, did he?
What else did Danny tell you?
- Just, it's better not to ask.
- It is better.
- The group here just wanted to hear it firsthand.
- Do I have to be excluded from everything?
We have history.
- Look, if you're out, you're out, okay?
- You happy?
- [Chris] She's going to be charged.
- Wait, what?
- [Chris] Yeah, they're tapping her cell.
The cops are sure Molly did it.
- Oh my god.
- How you know all this?
- I'm addicted to the net.
- Yo, dog, we could use you on this team.
- [Chris] So it is a team?
- You weren't supposed to make a link.
- I was using a public computer.
Besides, I routed it through 10 countries.
- It doesn't matter, there could have been cameras.
You have no right.
- That's what I came here to talk about.
I've been doing a lot of thinking since we last spoke.
- Oh yeah, really, since yesterday?
- Let me run that back.
Um, you saw Chris yesterday?
- [Danny] He's not allowed out of the house
unless it's with someone his parents trust.
- Okay so then, you're in skeet machine.
- Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah.
No, not so fast.
- Let me in, Danny.
Now what do I have to do?
- Not much.
Just gotta stick you like a pig.
- It doesn't matter, just show me, please.
- Yeah, okay.
So there--
- Guys.
This is official JD business.
We cannot do this here.
Let's get back to HQ.
- HQ?
- Come on.
- Stop playing with it.
- Why did you let Marko do it?
- So this is definitely Toby's new address?
- 100 percent.
It was easy.
- I'm sure it was easy, big mouth.
- Sorry, but she asked
and nobody told me not to.
How was I supposed to know that?
- So?
- Approved and slightly improved.
- I don't like it.
- But Chris said that the other patient
is cleared to leave at 10 a.m. tomorrow.
- I know what he said.
- Hmm, it's a good thing scrutinizer says yes, huh?
- Yes, thank you.
So, are we gonna do it?
(sighing)
(birds chirping)
- This is stupid.
Why do we have to do all this?
- Every hospital has CCTV.
There's cameras in there.
You wanna show your face?
- Fine, okay.
Let's do it.
- You shouldn't be here.
It's too dangerous.
I need you to be free.
- But I had to see you, Molly.
I feel horrible for what I've done to you.
- No, it's what I wanted.
- What's your take on things?
- Not good.
- Molly, you can't go to jail.
It's not fair.
It's my fault, okay?
I need you in my life, okay?
- No, what happened to you girls is not fair.
I'd take jail
over that house of horrors.
- Molly, what girls?
- Oh no.
I can't, I can't.
- Then we're staying.
- Please, Sarah.
You have to go.
I found Penelope on the internet
and she's with God now.
And I don't know anything else about it.
- [Sarah] And what about the others?
- There's only one other.
- Go on.
- Well, she may be the reason I'm not in jail.
- She's your lawyer?
- Not quite.
She's prosecuting the case.
- [Danny] We need to go.
- I didn't tell her anything.
She's a victim too. - She can't know.
- I understand. - They'll put us in jail.
- [Danny] Sarah.
- I'll never let that happen.
- Sarah, now.
- [Woman] Hey!
(pensive music)
- Sarah, stop.
Sarah, just walk normally.
She seems rock solid.
- There were other girls, Danny.
There were other girls and now one of them is fucking dead!
You have no idea what he did to them.
How he made them feel.
How he damaged those poor little girls
with no fathers to protect them.
It's not fair, it's not fucking fair, it's not fair!
(sobbing)
- I'm sorry, Sarah.
I wish I could have been there.
I wish I could do more.
- I think we did all we could to Frank.
Can you believe she's a cop, our cop?
- It's unbelievable.
- I hope Penelope died peacefully.
- Yeah, I'm sure she did.
- It's okay, Danny.
You can tell me what you really think.
I'm not a baby.
I know how this world works more than most.
You know not every scar is visible.
- Ugh, how fitting.
that scumbag definitely lives in there
- I don't know about all this voting stuff, guys.
We should not be here during the daylight.
- Look, everyone's at work.
Besides, real estate operates during the day.
No one's gonna expect anything.
- I don't like it.
But stick to the plan.
- 60 seconds, then I'm in.
Need a push?
- No.
- Go on.
(tense music)
(knocking)
- Yeah, it's open.
Hey, when are they gonna fix that fucking front door?
Anyone could just walk in here.
- I'll make a note of it.
I'm Anthony from the agency.
- Yeah, get on with it.
Haven't got all fucking day.
- You're the registered tenant?
- Yeah, what of it?
- I.I.Just need to take a quick look around.
- No fucking chance, pal.
Not without a warrant.
- [Danny] This is just a rental inspection.
- What is this, kindergarten cops?
Get the fuck out of here!
- That's a fair few tough guy stickers you got there.
You a tough guy?
- Yeah I'm a tough guy.
You want some of this, kid?
- Nah.
We got one of those as well.
- What the?
Ugh!
- Not exactly to the plan, but nice touch.
Hey.
- Hey.
- [Danny] I was just coming to get you.
- Yeah, me and Lin were gonna go to the beach.
- Good idea.
You okay?
- You know demons in dungeons don't scare me anymore.
Now that the ones from my nightmares are gone.
- We're the good guys here, right?
- I think so.
Danny, stop trying to look for perfection in everything.
Including me.
-[Nick] My lady
- [Lin] I'm not your fucking maid.
- Well not with that attitude.
What the fuck?
Hey, over here.
I just want to let you know that I'm super hyped,
that we're gonna make him chop out his own tattoo,
like oh my god, what, that's lit.
- It's kind of horrific, but yeah.
It's a fitting tribute to a good father.
And it's a message to those who prey on others
that we're here now
and we're not weak.
- (mumbled) Oh my God.
Look, we're not weak, all right?
We're the motherfucking JDs.
Look, look, look at that shit.
Wanna see it, wanna kiss it?
Kiss it, just on the tongue.
Right here, right, come on
you wanna tongue me down?
Muscle?
Look, look.
Look, here, you get in the shit too,
JDs for fucking ever then.
- Yeah, sharp edge of the sword, brother.
JDs forever.
- Forever.
- Well, I'm not weak either, forever.
- Ooh.
(laughing)
- JDs forever.
- Oh man, look at those bad boys.
-Allright
- Oh, shut up. (laughing)
- Go clean your bowl.
- You better go clean your bowl, princess.
- Why are you always ruining the moment?
- Don't you feel a little weird being here
and them inside?
- I mean it's either here or there.
- Yeah.
(tense music)
- Why are you doing this?
- [Nick] Shh, no, no, no, no, shut up, listen.
- See that clock?
What we're about to do will be repeated every day,
twice a day.
First shift at 10, second at five
till you give us what we want.
- I don't have anything.
Whatever you want, it's yours.
- That's good.
Covers about half.
- Take it.
- I wouldn't be so quick to offer up.
- What's the other half?
- A confession for the murder of your ex, Jess.
- Fuck you.
I didn't kill that crazy chink ass nigger.
(bashing)
(groaning)
- Ooh, oh man!
Somebody's showing their true colors, aren't they?
Hey you peep this,
looks like we got ourselves a believer.
- Excellent.
- So, just for a better understanding for me,
was she only allowed in for the fucking, is that it huh?
Was that it, 'cause I mean,
me and him, two guys like us,
we understand how the system works.
- Why are you doing this?
She was a fucking crack whore.
- [Nick] Oh, she was.
(groaning)
Motherfucker!
Ooh, goddamit.
Look, look, look, look what you did.
Look, you made me hurt my hand.
Shit, ugh!
(groaning)
- Take it, whatever you want.
- We don't want your crusty ass recliner douchebag.
- What do you want?
- Say, quarter inch of skin around that tattoo.
See this knife?
Goes right there.
Unless, using it for that.
Anything else, okay,
you'll regret that, I'll make sure of it.
- I can't confess.
I won't confess.
I didn't do anything wrong to confess.
- Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay.
Calm down, shh.
We wouldn't let you confess
on the first go-round anyways right?
- [Marko] Who's first?
I'll flip you for it.
- [Nick] Heads.
(groaning)
(bashing)
(groaning)
- You really wanna uncuff him?
- [Marko] Do the other arm.
- That's even stupider.
- [Marko] Just do it.
(Toby screaming)
- Oh fuck!
You just ninja'd his arm in fucking half!
- [Marko] Give me that arm.
- Good talk.
How's he supposed to cut himself out now, huh?
- He's the master race, he'll figure it out.
- [Danny] Lot of noise down there, boys.
- [Marko] Yeah, everything's as requested.
- Scrutinized and improvised.
Check it.
(inaudible whisper)
- I heard you.
- Just find something we can use.
- [Ryker] No doubt.
- Nah, That's too much.
- [Ryker] Says you.
- All right, drop the knife and we won't use the pole.
Look, we're gonna whack that arm
and the knife's gonna be returned to us nonetheless.
(screaming)
Nowhere else but here.
- [Toby] Why are you doing this to me?
- You know why.
How many days, well that's up to you.
- [Toby] Fuck you!
- No, fuck you, Toby.
(bashing)
(screaming)
(sighing)
- Sounds pretty bad, guys.
- I know, I'm sorry.
I just feel like it could be over sooner than later.
- What, what?
It means it's me in the betting pool tomorrow.
If we had one
which we don't.
- We'll work on the noise.
- Thank you.
- [Nick] Ring ring, Toby.
- Nah nah nah nah, I was just trying to cut it out.
- All right, well let's see what you got.
Oh yeah I see.
So this is good, right.
But the thing is we didn't bring you down here
just so you can scribble across this poor girl's name.
See down here,
you pay in flesh.
(screaming)
- [Marko] What the fuck, Nick!
Stick to the script
- Fucking gross.
Did you just say my fucking name?
- He's passed out, fuckwit.
If you don't fix this shit, he's probably gonna die.
Get something to put his arm up.
Hurry up,
- [Nick] You said my fucking name
- Shut up, fucking just get it done.
Come on, get upstairs.
Go, come on.
- [Lin] Stop. (laughing)
I'm slapping you.
- Shut up. - Oh, Sarah.
- Yo.
- Don't touch me again, you big ass ape!
- You are out of control.
- What's going on with y'all?
- Your butt buddy here just sliced open Toby's arm.
- Yeah well this silverback bitch just said my name
in front of him!
- Dude!
- He was passed out.
Besides, I had to tie his arm up,
otherwise he would have bled to death.
- What y'all looking at, huh?
No, look, it's the rules of war out here, all right?
I don't know what the fuck y'all think
we're doing here!
- I'm gonna go after him, let me.
- It's not right, guys.
There's always gonna be blood.
We need a medic.
- Don't look at me.
Your nurse just ran out the door.
- Anyone opposed?
I'm gonna go check the damage.
- His arm?
(birds chirping)
- Hey man, when we gonna see your mom again?
- Yeah I'm not going to lie, your mom is pretty hot.
- Oh my god.
- What up, assholes?
- Where's Lin?
- I don't know, she ain't come with me.
- You take my shift.
- Yeah, okay.
- Let's go.
- Hey wait, does that mean I got dinner?
Switch?
(laughing)
(mumbling singing)
- Lin!
Hey, hey.
Hey.
Are you okay?
- [Danny] What are you doing to us?
- I'll take care of her, okay?
- I can't do this shit again.
I grew up with this.
- Well you can't just discard her
because she's having a hard time.
We're not all barbarians like Nick, you know.
I'll fix this.
I'll fix it.
- It's on you.
You gotta get yourself together.
- Hey, you take care of your troops
and I'll take care of mine.
Hey, okay.
- Sorry.
- It's okay.
It's all right, it's just us now.
- [Lin] I meant to tell you, I promise.
- I know.
I know you did.
- [Lin] I can't go back there, I can't,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry Sarah.
- Yes you can.
- No I can't, I'm not fit for this stuff.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- You don't have to, okay?
You don't have to, Lin.
I have some good news.
- What?
- Well we all decided on making you the medic.
-Why?
-Because we love you
and we all think that you're the brave and smart one.
- I mean I am the brave and smart one.
- Yeah.
Eggs?
- Chef Nick.
- Oh, after dinner,
I need you to teach me how to use the camera.
- [Sarah] No, that's my gig.
- Not anymore.
Look, if you go down there
and he can smell the fear on you
then the whole confession just goes
out the window, all right?
- He's ready for a confession already?
- [Ryker] Marko convinced him.
- How you do that?
- I said remove Jess's name
or I'm gonna fillet each one of those
tattoos from your body.
- You could do that?
- [Marko] Fuck'd if I know but he definitely thought I could.
(chuckling)
- Look, you're not ready.
- I'm not teaching you.
- Give it a break, man.
- Sending the girls down there is a bad idea, all right?
- Well it's her job to give away,
not the other way around.
- Scrutinizer says no.
Anything goes wrong, that's on you.
- Fine.
(ominous music)
Nobody should see this.
- Yeah, the shit looks like oysters.
- Just make sure it's all off.
- It's gone.
It's gone.
(knocking)
- [Danny] Comes with the job.
All right, you need to wash all that perfume off
and all of this goes.
- Okay.
- [Danny] Hide those with this.
And put these on.
It's best for the JDs.
Not a single word from your mouth
no matter what.
Promise?
- I promise.
- [Danny] Starting now.
We need to do some repair work first.
Make him talk.
- No.
- [Danny] Hey, wait.
Not the face.
Take the jacket off.
Squeeze his arm.
- No, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, please don't do that.
No, (screaming)
(whimpering)
- This continues till the end.
Stop crying!
The choice is yours.
Medical attention or your next scheduled appointment.
- Turn the camera on.
I killed my fiancee Jess
'cause she was gonna leave me.
I punched her in the stomach.
She tried to scream but, she couldn't.
She couldn't breathe.
That's when I stabbed her.
I freaked.
I was high.
I was smoking all day.
I even blew smoke down her lungs
as she lay there gasping.
I got away with it.
Think the cops wanna solve something like this?
Think they give a fuck about some
crackhead in the neighborhood?
I'm sorry.
- What's wrong?
- Did that just happen?
- I think so.
- I was not expecting that.
- He sung like a bird you guys.
We fucking got him.
- Oh my god.
- The shit he went into.
- Thanks for evening the score.
- Holy shit.
The fucking cops couldn't do anything but we did, huh?
- Yeah.
We got 'em, dickhead.
- One day.
- Thanks, dickhead.
(laughing)
- Yo, what the fuck?
Who did it?
(mumbling) I'll kill one of you mother...
- Yeah no, we don't handle internal jobs, sorry.
- And you gotta follow the rules.
- I only promised to keep my mouth shut.
- Yeah, but now he knows there's a girl in the group.
- You wanna bet?
- I wouldn't do that.
- All right, Lin.
This is where you come in.
- You need me already?
I've only read five pages.
- Yeah well, that's five more than any of us.
Don't worry, Ryker and Nick will be there for security.
- I'm not scared, Danny,
I just, I don't know what I'm doing.
- Well how much time do you need?
- About six years is the usual?
I mean look at the size of this book.
- Right.
You've got 60 minutes.
Look, just do what you can
and start by learning about broken arms.
- You gotta be fucking kidding me, broken arms?
- I believe in you, all right?
Just write down the list of everything you need.
- Okay.
(birds chirping)
- Hmph.
Great security.
You ready?
- Not really.
- You're ready.
(Toby whimpering)
(Toby groaning)
- [Lin] And my favorite.
- Wow, Lin.
- You're welcome.
- We're finally a family, you guys.
- Yeah, a real family.
Not born, but forged.
- Familia.
- [All] Familia.
- [Lin] Okay.
- From my side we say kin folk.
- [All] Kin folk.
- Oh wait, I got one.
It's uh, what,
- Still Asian. - Yeah whatever.
Ah, Suyya, that's what it's called.
- [All] Suyyaa!
- Okay Danny, your turn.
- I mean, we just call it family.
- Exotic. - No shit.
- So much thought on that one.
So I guess we're like brothers now, huh?
- Oh what?
So I'm like the third half-cast now?
- Fourth.
- Settle down you two.
Specially you, SPF5000.
- Oh!
- I'm third.
She's fourth.
You're fifth.
- No, I'm fifth, you're sixth.
- All right.
Can't wait to tell brother Chris.
- Brother Chris!
(laughing)
- And we take care of our brothers, right boys?
- Put the knife down, Sarah.
- Please.
- Okay.
Then let's eat, come on.
- Ooh, this looks so good.
- You've got two weeks to be in jail.
Not a day more.
Got it?
Yeah?
We have to know you're on board.
Now, you may wonder
can the police use the tape?
Who knows?
What really matters is we know who Toby Miller is
and we know how to get to him.
(Toby screaming)
Tell anyone what happened here
and we will find you.
If you're ever in this chair again,
we're just gonna have to pretend
you have a tattoo on your back, your belly,
(bashing) (screaming)
and your balls!
You only get to check out of here once.
Company policy.
(birds chirping)
- What's going on, guys?
- What's up, what's up?
- What up?
Ooh, planning our next adventure?
- Nah.
All quiet on the western front.
The girls are just giving me grief.
- [Marko] What about?
- We wanna see Thomas.
- Why? - [Danny] Exactly.
- Can't explain it, really.
- And it's just from a distance, that's it.
What is that on your arm?
- Please don't encourage him.
- [Danny] What is it?
- I'm glad you asked, Danny boy.
Check it.
Mmm.
- JD?
- Yep, bet your ass.
100 percent stamped.
- Branded, you mean.
Might as well be a gang tattoo.
- Relax, Danny, I think it looks good.
Might get one myself.
You're not my daddy.
- Ink gets recorded.
It goes on a database, and wham
the police have their connection.
Besides, look at the color.
- What?
It's supposed to be a symbol for kids
who've gone through child abuse, you douche.
- I didn't know.
- Well damn, you probably should.
So, what's it gonna be?
The ink or Thomas?
- That's blackmail.
- Yeah it is.
Blackmail, kidnapping, torture.
Isn't that what we do?
I'm thinking about getting one of those
right around here.
- [Danny] See what you've done?
- You ain't my daddy.
- [Danny] Yeah, thank fuck for that.
- Hey.
- What?
You don't even have the same dad.
What's the other one?
- (laughing) Glad you asked about that one too.
Look, check it.
This is Sarah.
- Oh, hell no.
- And this is Lin.
That's you right there. - [Lin] Fuck you.
You're disgusting.
- You got serious issues.
- No, Danny boy, I got a belief.
You see, I believ-
- Out of the way, dickhead.
- [Nick] What the fuck did he just say?
-[Marko] I think he just called you a dickhead, dickhead.
- Yeah, got a little family, dickhead.
- Guys, we did it.
We actually did it.
- Oh shit, it actually worked.
Wait.
How long is 72 months?
- Six years, he got six years.
- Look familiar?
- Good job, little man.
So we finally did something good for once.
- And this is just the beginning.
- Did you really know that what 72 divided by 12 was?
-We're not all half Asian.
- It's basic math.
- You're basic math.
- That doesn't even make sense.
- Oh my god, you guys.
(somber music)
-There he is
- He looks happy
- Okay, you've seen him.
- Wait.
Just one moment.
- Come on, let's go.
- Come on.
♪ The shortest way ♪
♪ It only takes a minute ♪
- Stop.
♪ Just to throw it all away ♪
♪ Now it's gone ♪
- She promised.
- Just let her.
She won't make contact.
♪ How the days go on ♪
- No, no, no, no, please don't.
- Are you with who I think you are?
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- People do care, you know.
- I know they do.
♪ Life ♪
- Don't go, please, not just yet.
Hold my hand
for just a second.
(dramatic music)
♪ Life is long ♪
♪ Life ♪
♪ Life is long ♪
(sobbing)
♪ Whoever thought that could be wrong ♪
♪ Now we've thrown it all away ♪
♪ Life is long ♪
♪ Now we've thrown it all away ♪
♪ At the speed of light ♪
♪ The shortest day ♪
♪ It only takes a minute just to throw it all away ♪
♪ Now it's gone ♪
♪ How the days go on ♪
♪ How they drone ♪
♪ To time they don't belong ♪
♪ Life ♪
♪ Life is long ♪
♪ Whoever thought that could be wrong ♪
♪ Life is long ♪
♪ Life ♪
♪ Life is long ♪
♪ Whoever thought that could be wrong ♪
♪ Life is long ♪