"Come on." "Hold on." "Hold on." "Wait." "What?" "Wait." "What's the matter, baby?" "Hold on." "Just need another hit." "Come on." "Here." "Good, huh?" "What's up?" "What the fuck?" "What's wrong?" "Get off." "What the... what the fuck?" "!" "Fucking crackheads." "Hey." "Come on." "Let's see." "Oh, fuck." "Sorry, baby." "Hello." "Shh." "Please take me off your list." "I don't want..." "Oh." "Hi, Mr. Hamilton." "Is he ok?" "No, of course not, sir." "I'M glad to do IT." "Thank you." "I will." "I have to go to San Diego today." "What?" "Alex Hamilton is in the hospital." "He's the one WHO got drunk at our WEDDING." "Yeah." "Swam in the fountain, no pants." "Yes." "Unnecessarily handsome." "Yeah." "He had some kind of accident." "That was his father." "You couldn't say no?" "First time he's ever asked me to do anything for him?" "No, I can't say no." "Well..." "What about our appointment, then?" "Ok, obviously I can't make IT anymore." "Fine." "I'll be at my parents when you get back, then." "Listen, you can go to this thing on your own." "You don't need..." "great." "Do whatever you want." "My friend is in the hospital, Shireen." "I just have to bring him home." "I have to do this." "Your priorities are all wrong, Reza." "Shireen." "I'll be home tonight!" "Fuck you." "Reza." "Dude." "Hey." "Nice to see you." "You look cool." "Thanks." "Yeah, this is a nice ride you got here." "Thanks." "It's just part of the business upgrade, not a big deal." "I like with the whole, um..." "He's not at the hospital anymore." "Why?" "I don't know, dude." "He checked out." "I talked to the hospital, and, uh, his voice mail is completely full." "Shit." "Shit." "Ah, just check out some of these places, man." "Yeah, when your dad pays the rent, sky's the limit." "All right." "Yeah." "There we go." "What, we going to the gym?" "This is my airplane travel outfit." "It's for comfort." "Yeah?" "Look like 1998 puff daddy." "That was his best period." "I'll take that as a compliment." "Heh." "Alex!" "This place is a mess." "Listen, what IF he doesn't want to come with us?" "Have you thought about that?" "He has no choice." "His dad's gonna cut him off for good." "Yeah, what IF he doesn't care?" "Listen, I have an obligation to the man, ok?" "He helped me get my scholarship, and when someone like that asks you to do something, you do IT." "You don't question IT." "Alex!" "It's Reza!" "What was that?" "I don't hear IT anymore." "Shh!" "Human legs." "Alex?" "Hey, Alex." "Hey." "Alex." "What the fuck?" "Yeah." "You guys scared the fuck out of me!" "What the fuck are you guys doing down here?" "This is crazy." "Yeah." "Oh, hugs." "Hugs." "Ah, man that's good." "So next thing you know, I'M in a fucking ambulance being rushed to the hospital." "They checked me out." "I sign the papers and catch a cab." "You guys care for an eye-opener?" "Well, I'M confused." "WHO are these people?" "Ah, just some punks, bro." "Why do they want to hurt you?" "IT just looks bad." "It's nothing, really." "Ah, wow." "What a night!" "Whoo!" "So what are you guys doing in San Diego, anyway?" "Huh?" "Hmm?" "Yeah." "So let me see IF I fully understand this." "You guys came down here to bring me back up to San Francisco 'cause my dad Says that he wants me back home?" "Yeah." "That about covers IT." "This a..." "Intervention or something?" "Did he pay you?" "Alex, whatever IT is you're into, you gotta get out of IT now." "What about my job?" "The paralegal?" "Dude, your dad can find you a new job in 10 minutes." "There you go." "You've been to that house." "I can't live there." "Ah, come on, man." "Laundry's always done for you." "Fridge is always full." "Nobody's ever there." "I mean," "You'll basically have the place to yourself." "It's got that fountain." "It's got the fountain." "Plus, look at this place." "Looks like you've been eating cheese fries off the table." "You shouldn't be eating cheese fries at all." "I mean, I'd say It's time to go." "There's, like, funyuns in that wineglass." "Funyuns and wine and cigarettes." "Fuck IT." "Yes!" "Ah, see?" "All right." "Ok." "Well, let's pack your bags and get the 6:30 flight out of here." "Oh, I'M not leaving without all my stuff." "What do you mean?" "What do you mean, what do I mean?" "All of my stuff." "I'M not kidding." "What?" "Dude, what do you have that's so important?" "Guy, I'M not even gonna answer that." "What?" "My whole life is here." "What are you talking about?" "We don't have time for that." "Sorry." "No time?" "Mm-mmm." "All I have is time, bro." "Nobody's keeping you here." "Fucking shit." "All right." "Well, let's see what we can pack in your stupid car." "I don't have my car, remember?" "Listen, we're gonna need a truck for all this, anyway." "What?" "No." "We're not getting a truck." "IF we're gonna get IT all, we're gonna need a truck, Rez." "There's no way we're getting a truck." "We did not discuss this." "We're gonna need a truck." "Fuck." "Dude, what's going on?" "I'M sorry." "This fell." "Ow." "Sorry, man." "It's all good." "Hey, listen." "What do you want to do with all this stuff here?" "What?" "This junk right here." "This?" "Yeah." "Dude, this is, like, a $500 freshwater tank." "My Japanese fighting fish Shakiro's in there." "I just gotta clean IT, man." "There's a fish in there?" "Yeah." "Yeah, he's right here." "What do you want to do with this gay sex paddle that you got in here?" "It's my pledge paddle." "Where'd you find this?" "Under all the rest of this shit." "Hey, guys, I think I caught an s.T.D. On my safari." "It's itchy." "Dude, this is from my bike trip in South America." "Be careful with IT." "Nothing's garbage in here, ok, unless I say IT is." "Of course." "IF you guys want to leave, just leave." "You know, fucking leave." "IF you guys wanna go home, go home." "Get the fuck out of here, then." "IF you guys wanna leave, leave!" "I didn't ask you to come here, ok?" "!" "What, you're fucking saving me?" "What the fuck?" "Huh?" "What the fuck?" "You..." "Look at you guys." "You're so serious." "You're just moving me." "Let's get out of here." "We're having a good time." "Good, man." "Fuck." "You can't help?" "Why does he have so many vhs tapes?" ""Lionel Richie, live in concert."" "I thought I'd see you at the 10-year." "The reunion?" "Yeah." "I thought you'd play with your band or something." "Why would you think that?" "Seriously?" "There's no band anymore anyway." "You know what?" "I heard that." "So It's true, huh?" "That's too bad." "So what are you up to these days?" "Do real estate, actually." "Real estate?" "Why is that funny?" "Sorry." "I thought you were joking." "I just never saw you as the salesperson type, you know what I mean?" "Thanks." "Hi, Shireen." "Where are you?" "Alex's place." "You said you'd be home tonight." "Yeah, I know I did, but we actually never were able to get to the airport." "Why not?" "We're leaving tomorrow morning." "What?" "In a truck." "Truck?" "Yeah, moving truck." "Yeah." "IT doesn't matter." "I went to my parents'." "You did?" "Yes." "Ok, can we talk about this later?" "And then, right when we least expect IT, boom, limited-edition signed prints for everyone." "Dude hangs out all night, just like the most down-to-earth guy in the world, you know." "You would never know he was a multiplatinum recording artist." "Nice." "So you get to hang out at these industry parties a lot?" "Yeah, dude, all the time." "Amusica hooks up the invites." "I go to all the awards shows, you know, like vh1, mtv, the grammys." "I mean, I go when I can." "I'M just, like, so busy these days that IT gets sort of hard to make IT all the time." "WHO else have you met?" "Ok... you know what?" "Seriously, can we talk about something else, anything else, please?" "Oh, I thought..." "I thought you'd appreciate this." "I don't know why you'd think that." "Well, 'cause you want to be in the music industry." "Yeah, but you're not really in the music business, right?" "I mean, you work p.R. For, like, a tech company, yeah?" "That distributes music and allows you to discover IT and share IT with friends." "Right?" "Pass the Kung Pao." "Here." "And for the record," "I don't want to be in the music business." "Right." "Well, maybe Alex wants to hear these stories." "You ever consider that?" "Buddy, I promise you nobody wants to hear your cheesy stories about Hollywood parties and star-fuckers." "I'M serious." "Dude, everyone wants to hear my stories." "My stories rock." "You're just jealous." "Jealous of what?" "You know, I took the road less traveled." ""You are on the path to enlightenment."" "Accurate." "What's yours?" ""You're gonna die alone in a nursing home."" "IT doesn't say that." "What's yours?" "You know what?" "I don't give a fuck." "That's bad luck." "Hey, check IT out, dude." "I am Daenerys Targaryen." "I need ships to cross the narrow sea." "I am your Kaleesi." "What?" ""Game of thrones," dude." "Hey, Alex!" "We're finished here!" "Come on!" "What's your..." "It's fucking awesome." "It's got intrigue, boobs." "Yeah, he's ok." "Like, he used to be more bad-ass." "Oh." "Hey, you ready?" "Was born ready, amigo." "Let's go, then." "Come on." "Have you seen "game of thrones"?" "They found IT on his fucking computer screen." "Yeah, they did." "Derek Lao?" "Yeah." "From chemistry?" "Yeah." "He was my... my chemistry partner in ninth grade." "Yeah?" "Convicted pedophile." "We had to pull him off of you." "I forgot." "He kicked your ass." "Ok." "Ok, no, he did not." "We had to pull him off you." "No, he did not." "He pushed me." "Shoelaces were untied." "Crack in the sidewalk." "I fall." "That's what happened." "I WAS a fucking superhero." "I fought a pedophile." "What have you done with your lives?" "I took on a pedophile." "You cheered him on." "He's a creepshow, man." "Oh, my God." "He really was." "Oh, listen to this." "It's your song!" "Whoa!" "Easy." "Bro, It's you!" "Easy!" "I'M driving!" "That's fucking crazy!" "Calm down, dude." "Shit." "Ah..." "Are you still seeing checks for this thing?" "What's up with you, guy?" "I'M not really in the mood for music right now." "That's what up with me." "You gonna eat anything?" "Yeah, I won't put that shit in my body." "You know It's all taints, right?" "You're basically sucking on a cow's asshole right now." "It's actually healthier to blow a bulldog." "At least You'll get some protein at the end of IT IF you do IT right." "There's, like, a worm in there." "I saw... ah, jeez, no!" "What's taking him so long?" "I don't know." "Shh." "WHO is IT?" "Shh." "Hi, Mr. Hamilton." "Yes, I am." "He's doing well, actually." "Treatment facility?" "Wait." "Where the hell is he?" "Shh." "Of course." "Thank you." "A treatment facility?" "Yeah, serenity woods." "You've gotta be kidding me." "Serenity woods, that sounds very peaceful." "What, we're just supposed to drop him off there and say good-bye?" ""Oh, see you, man."" "Jesus, dude." "What an asshole." "You can't just make somebody go to treatment." "They gotta want to." "They gotta be willing to do IT." "Kid just needs a break, that's all." "Listen, let's just get back on the road, and please don't say anything to him, ok?" "How are we not gonna say anything?" "I don't know." "We're just not gonna... hey, dude." "Hey, man." "Hey." "WHO were you guys talking to?" "My wife." "Need to make a stop." "We don't have time to make any stops." "We don't?" "Are you in a rush?" "What?" "Where do you need to go?" "I gotta go to west Covina." "I have some business." "Oh, yeah?" "What business do you have?" "Don't worry about IT, guy." "I have a trip to napa planned with Shireen, all right?" "It's for our anniversary." "We've already bought the tickets." "All the scheduling is in place." "We're leaving tonight." "This is why I need to be home." "Won't take long." "We're not stopping." "I love IT when the fucking gas station is nowhere near the fucking exit." "It's fucking lies." "That road sign lied." "Should say, "I'M a liar." "Next stop, eh."" "There's, like, no bars, this whole place." "Ok, honey, you need to calm down and stay put until I get there, ok?" "You can't keep jerking me around every time you change you mind, all right?" "Fine." "I'M just gonna go, then." "No, no, no." "I am going." "Don't hang up, honey." "Please don't hang up." "No." "God damn..." "I mean, you remember how he could get sometimes." "You know, he really doesn't mean to be a tool." "He just can't seem to help himself." "Though I have to say," "It's worse then I remember." "Yeah." "Yo, guy, you want to, uh... want to get me some snacks inside while I fill this puppy up?" "Yeah." "You know what?" "I'M gonna get some cigarettes anyway." "What do you want?" "Uh, something salty." "Yeah." "All right." "Yo, and get me a, um, sixer IF you can, too." "These ingredients lists are insane." "They look like names of demons." "Thiamine mononitrate, evil lord of plastic." "You ok?" "Yeah, I'M fine." "I just need to get home." "Guess you're used to missing events all the time." "What?" "You know, just missing important occasions isn't such a big deal for you, that's all." "What the fuck you talking about?" "You know, 'cause of all the shows you had." "My WEDDING." "Jeez." "Wh..." "I didn't send you a gift?" "What?" "I fought to get you an invite, never even heard back." "I don't think I actually got one, so I'M sorry." "I tracked the package all the way to your house." "So how is the, uh, ice princess these days, anyway?" "Still transparent and condescending, I assume." "You know, I got married because I wanted to, despite what you think." "Yeah, what do I think?" "Reza, It's none of my fucking business, anyway, so WHO cares?" "Well, yeah?" "Well, then, what's with this attitude?" "I have no attitude." "I harbor no bad feelings towards you or Shireen for that matter, not really." "Just I WAS on tour." "Know what?" "Forget IT." "You don't understand." "No, I do understand." "I don't think you understand." "All right?" "I made my moves." "You made your moves." "Sounds like you made the right ones, right?" "You're happy?" "We're just different people now, that's all." "It's not that big of a fucking deal." "Jesus." "Whoa." "Whoa." "Ok, wait." "We gotta pull over, man." "The engine's..." "yeah, yeah, yeah." "Fucking seriously stop the..." "ok." "Ok ok, this is bad." "Yeah, I'M going." "IT... well, pull in the ga..." "pull in the gas..." "It's going badly." "So, uh, where you fellas headed, anyway?" "Uh..." "San Francisco." "Oh, yeah?" "Going to the gay parade, are you?" "I don't know what that means, and I'M gonna choose to ignore IT." "This is a real mechanic shop, right?" "Sure is." "Tools, pumps, everything." "Great." "That's very convenient, because we need this fixed right now, a.S.A.P." "Do you know what that stands for?" "As soon as..." "Possible." "Possible." "I knew that." "Well, we're gonna have to poke around in there first." "Could be the alternator." "Could be the distributor." "Could be a piston." "Sometimes they just don't pump right." "Uh, cool." "Um, let's get a tow truck to the nearest regular mechanic." "Hey, now." "I am a regular mechanic, you little shit." "Uh..." "What are you trying to do here?" "You trying to insult me?" "I..." "I have triple a." "Good for you." "But they won't tow a truck like this here." "Why not, sir?" "IF It's full, you have to unload IT." "You have to unload IT?" "We can't unload the truck here, man." "No." "Jeez, no." "You know where I can get a drink around here?" "Here are some waters and some menus, guys." "Thank you very much." "I'll be back to take your order." "What looks good, boys?" "I'M gonna go to the bathroom." "Let's order first." "What is his deal?" "All right, listen." "I think we need to talk about what we're gonna do here." "We're waiting for the truck to be fixed, hopefully." "Yeah, I'M talking about after that." "We're gonna drop him off at the place." "What do you think?" "Reza, he's not gonna check in." "Then what are we gonna do?" "I think we should bring him to his father's house, let him get settled in, and he can make the decision for himself." "Settled?" "Yeah." "His father doesn't want him there." "We can't always hold his hand, all right?" "He has to be responsible for his actions at some point." "IF he leaves, he leaves." "We got him there." "Sure doesn't seem like you care." "Dude, I care, ok?" "It's just he has to do some things for himself." "And I'M a realist." "Why doesn't he stay with you, huh?" "Excuse me." "Hi." "Hi." "Um, sorry to interrupt the cross-examination, but can I borrow the hot sauce?" "Yeah." "It's all yours." "You know what?" "As long as you can tell me" "WHO sang the song "hot sauce."" "Jesus." "Thomas dolby." "Unless you mean "Louisiana hot sauce" by Sammy Kershaw." "That is fucking impressive." "Did you hear that?" "You know what?" "I WAS just trying to flirt with you, but now you can have anything you want." "I got ketchup." "I hate ketchup." "I got mustard." "I got shitaka." "This is fine." "You sure?" "Have a good day." "You dating anyone these days?" "I got, like, a couple girls I'M hanging out with." "Not counting the Hollywood floozies you bring home from the clubs, right?" "So do you have them do the aids test before, or do you just assume they have IT and then play the fucking odds, man?" "You're such an asshole." "Here." "Here he comes." "Bag IT before you tag IT." "That means cover your penis with a condom." "Hey, buddy." "Ok, are you boys ready to order?" "Yeah." "I will have a crispy chicken club with the skin removed, no bacon, no Mayo, no tomato, whole wheat bread." "Did you get IT all?" "Thanks." "I'M gonna get the burger, cheeseburger, medium." "Thank you." "And you, honey?" "Uh, a whiskey." "Uh, we only serve beer and wine." "A whiskey on the rocks." "Beer." "Uh, what kind of beer?" "No beer." "No beer." "I'll have a beer, please." "Ok." "A beer." "IF you bring a beer, you won't get paid for IT, and you won't get a tip." "Does that make sense?" "All right." "No beer." "Thank you." "I want a fucking beer." "Bring me a beer, please." "Sorry." "I'll bring more water to the table, too." "Thank you." "Thanks, Adele." "Dude..." "What's wrong with you, man?" "You're a child." "What's up with you, bro?" "Why you... why you keep telling people what to do?" "Huh?" "Only when they need to be told, guy." "Look at you." "You can't even take care of yourself anymore." "You're an embarrassment." "Dude, stop." "I feel sorry for you." "Heh." "You feel sorry for me?" "'Cause everyone knows what a prick you are." "People just tolerate you." "Myself included." "Ah, don't make any exceptions for me, buddy." "Continue to be your regular self." "Your life is a series of home runs right now." "Guys, could we just maybe have 15 minutes where we don't have an argument, please?" "Can we just..." "You know, um..." "You know why no one comes to your big birthday parties?" "You know why he didn't show up at your stupid WEDDING?" "You know what, Alex?" "Shut up." "You don't know what you're talking about." "People are a different code, bro." "Friendship can only reap what It's sown." "You know?" "Can you compute that?" "Eh?" "Mr. Brainiac?" "What are you trying to say?" "That nobody likes you." "Jesus." "Well, you know what?" "IF you can pay your fucking rent or hold down a fucking job or not be a fucking alcoholic," "I would give a shit about your..." "Reza." "Reza." "Don't." "He thinks he can just sit there and say this shit to me?" "He's had every opportunity handed to him, and he has fucked IT up." "Calm down." "No." "I had to work to be where I am." "Everybody knows that." "I know that." "I didn't get to party on the beach for a fucking decade." "You sound exactly like my dad." "You know what?" "I wish I had your dad." "Your dad doesn't deserve you as a son." "He's too good for you." "Proves to show what you know." "Hey!" "Knock IT off." "What the fuck is wrong with you?" "There's little kids in here." "We're at a restaurant." "I'M cool as a cucumber, bro." "What do you mean, wrong gas?" "You got the wrong gasoline inside your fuel tank." "This truck don't run on diesel, boy." "Do you know what that means?" "Numbnuts." "Reza, where you going, man?" "Rez." "Hey." "Reza!" "What are you doing, man?" "I'M done with this shit." "I'M gonna get a ride back with some serial killer." "What are you talking about?" "You can't leave me alone with this guy." "I don't care what happens to him." "You do what you want." "I have to be home tonight." "What, for the vacation?" "I thought you were making that up." "Come on, man." "What are you gonna tell Mr. Hamilton, huh?" "What are you gonna say to him?" "I don't know." "I'll figure IT out." "I just can't deal with this shit anymore." "No, Rez, you called me, all right?" "You can't leave right now." "You just can't." "This guy's never paid any consequences for anything, ok?" "You think this just happened?" "He has to grow up." "So you're gonna take the easy way out, huh?" "The easy way?" "Yeah." "You mean taking shit from your family and your wife for the rest of your life?" "You know I'M the only one in our family WHO's not a doctor?" "My wife... do you know how many times" "I've had sex in the last year?" "Twice." "Christmas and Christmas." "We did IT twice on the same day." "We didn't even space IT out." "You don't think I'M jealous of you?" "You don't think I want to bring home Hollywood floozies and just make love to them?" "I don't even want to fuck 'em." "I want to look 'em in the eyes and, like, taste their faces." "You know, for a while, I thought I could be me playing in that band with you, but..." "That dream died for me in high school." "I made a serious choice in my life a long time ago, Ethan, same kind of choice you're making right now." "I wouldn't compare our lives, man." "No, I wouldn't." "My life is fine." "I'M happy." "IT sounds like IT." "Sold out, man." "Sold out?" "What are you, 14?" "What does that mean?" "Why don't you keep walking." "I'M gonna go back inside and try to fix this situation." "You know what?" "Maybe you should have listened to me and gone to college." "Your life would be better now." "Oh, my life is fine." "Thank you very much." "Yeah, your life is great." "It's really great." ""Oh, this one has central air conditioning..."" "you do not know what you're talking about." "You think you're the only fucking person with problems?" "I WAS a fool, man." "I WAS a fool to follow my dream, think I could make IT in music, do whatever I want." "You thin... you think I wanted to be a one-hit wonder?" "No!" "No!" "I failed, man." "I failed." "Is that... is that what you wanted to hear me say?" "There." "I said IT." "What?" "Shut up." "Wasn't my fault." "You know what?" "Just shut up." "Is there anything that we can do, anything at all, to make this work today?" "I'd pay you extra, something, anything." "Please?" "Sorry, fellas." "It's gonna be tomorrow morning." "Nice motel across the street." "Might have to bunk together or something." "How room you want?" "Extra charge for three." "What?" "Why would I kn... how many rooms we want?" "There's extra charge for three." "One room, please." "Whoo!" "So what do you guys want to do?" "What, you want to play, like, a game or something?" "Hide and go seek?" "Charades." "Ok, It's not even 6:00 yet, man." "Let's just stay in, get an early dinner, go to bed." "Can we go up past 10:00 tonight, dad?" "Please?" "Please?" "I'M not even gonna look at you." "Ok, well, I can't stay in here all night, so..." "I'M not even gonna look at you." "I'M gonna go outside." "You shouldn't smoke!" "Shouldn't smoke!" "Oh." "Loser line calling." "I'll call you when we're packing up tomorrow." "Yeah." "Talk to you later." "Hey." "Hot sauce." "Yeah." "You guys sightseeing or something?" "Yeah, It's beautiful country up here, lots to see." "Our truck broke down." "Oh." "Sorry about that." "I WAS sick of driving anyway." "Where you going?" "Uh, you know what?" "I'M not sure." "I-I'M not sure." "Well, I gotta get going." "Hope IT all works out." "Thank you." "Hey, you know what?" "Listen." "Uh..." "Want to have a cigarette, keep me company?" "I don't want to go back inside right now." "Why not?" "Yeah?" "Here." "Here, let me get that for you, be a gentleman here for a quick second." "Here." "There you go." "I'M Ethan." "Oh, yeah." "April." "Sorry." "Yeah." "So what are you doing here in, uh..." "Lebec?" "Where are we?" "Yeah." "Lebec." "Oh." "Yeah, we stay here all the time, actually." "Yeah, for real." "I drive this truck down from modesto to L.A." "twice a week." "Get the fuck out of here." "You're a lady truck driver?" "That's awesome." "I bring avocados from my family's ranch to the farmers market in L.A." "Yeah?" "Yep." "California golden avocados, the best." "My sister and I." "Allows me the free time to do what I want." "Got a real polaroid there, huh?" "What kind of pictures you taking?" "Oh, yeah." "Um..." "All kinds, really, but mostly people." "I get to see all types out here, especially." "Yeah, I'll bet." "Yeah." "Yeah." "So what about you?" "What do you do?" "I'M a musician, actually." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I WAS in a band for a few years." "What was the band?" "C.B.M.M." "We had a song, "higher,"" "got a lot of radio play there for a while." "Maybe IF I heard IT." "You know, we played a lot of clubs and venues." "Actually, we got to open for the smashing pumpkins on a tour leg." "So what happened?" "Nothing happened." "That was IT, I guess." "Just got sick of..." "Checking I.D.S and serving drinks, you know." "That's too bad." "So what are you doing now?" "Yeah." "I know the feeling." "Heh." "Hey, um..." "I should probably get going." "My sister's waiting for me." "All right." "But, you know, thanks for the smoke." "Yeah." "Hey, listen." "I, uh, wanted to ask you..." "Is there anything to do around here, or..." "No." "No." "There is a bar, though, right down the street." "Come have a drink with me." "What, now?" "Yeah." "Oh, I..." "I don't know." "I have to be in L.A. bright and early." "All right, you know what?" "You twisted my arm." "I'll go with you." "Nice to meet you." "You, too." "Heh." "What's going on in there?" "Nothing, man." "Just taking a dump." "Alex, open up." "Hey, hey, can't a guy go in peace, huh?" "Why is the door locked?" "What's up with you, dude?" "Smells funny in here." "No shit." "Hand IT over." "Give IT to me right now." "I'M not playing around." "What?" "IF you took a dump, why didn't you wash your hands?" "Give IT to me." "Oh, come on." "I'M not fucking playing around." "What do you want?" "Give IT to me right now." "Yeah?" "Give IT to me." "What?" "You want this?" "Give IT here." "Give IT to me." "Don't do that." "Don't fucking do that." "I'M not going to do IT." "I dare you." "I'M not gonna do IT." "Don't fucking do that." "See what happens IF you do IT." "Don't..." "Ahh!" "My glasses!" "Stop IT." "You maniac." "Get off of me!" "Stop IT!" "What the hell?" "What the fuck?" "I can hear you guys all the way down the hall." "You all right?" "It's happy hour." "He's an alcoholic and needs professional help." "I told you." "WHO the fuck do you think you are?" "I don't even know you, dude." "I don't even have your number, man." "Cool off." "Get off of me." "And WHO are you?" "What, are you some kind of professional now?" "Is that right?" "No more rock star?" "Well, I'M still the same." "Still the fucking same." "You are completely out of control right now." "I'M out of control?" "Yeah." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "You don't know out of control." "This is just my regular, everyday life." "Front-row seats, baby." "I don't have to explain myself to a bunch of prick fucking liars, now, do I?" "Alex, calm down." "What are you talking about?" "Can't even understand what you're trying to say." "Hey." "What am I talking about?" "Yeah." "What am I talking about?" "I'M not going to your fucking facility." "Yeah." "What, you thought you were gonna trick me?" "Is that IT?" "WHO are you?" "WHO the fuck do you think you are?" "Huh?" "You and my dad can all go suck IT." "Can all go suck IT." "Jesus Christ." "Alex, just sit down." "Let's just talk about IT." "I'M not sitting down." "I'M not sitting down." "Out of here." "Where are you gonna go?" "Come on." "Stay away from me." "Wow, dude." "I'M gonna go after him." "What?" "Yeah." "No." "He needs to blow off some steam." "Let him go." "There's a bar down the street, ok?" "Alex." "Listen, I'M sorry how this all went down, man." "We didn't plan for any of IT." "This is all happening right now." "Your dad sprung IT on us." "I can't believe you betrayed me." "I can't..." "I can't believe you're siding with them." "I didn't betray you." "I'M not siding with anyone." "I'M worried about you." "Whatever." "Tomorrow I'M going back to San Diego." "You can go wherever you want." "Yeah, thank you." "I know." "Hey, stop." "Stop." "I mean, you sure this is a good idea?" "Two shots Tequila, sir." "No, no, no." "I don't want a drink." "Two shots." "How you fellas doing this evening?" "Good." "Thank you." "Oh, I'M doing great." "My two old friends, they kidnap me, bring me to this shithole town until I can figure out my next place to go." "Two more, please." "Thank you." "Alex, to new beginnings, right?" "Hey." "I gotta piss." "Can I have another one of those, please?" "Ahem." "Ah, mother bitch." "Well, you're three sheets, man." "What do you expect?" "I'M not three sheets." "What are you talking about?" "You could have fooled me." "Hey, you keep on lecturing me like that," "It's not a good idea, ok?" "You guys are just always talking and fucking..." "Listen, I'M not gonna pretend I know what the problem is." "Then don't." "Don't pretend." "But you can't keep this up, man." "You just can't." "I'M not going to that fucking place, ok, no matter what you say." "So IF that's the only reason why you came here, then..." "No." "Just..." "I don't know, man." "I just..." "I wish I had your life." "I don't even know what I would do." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "What would you do?" "I don't know." "I guess..." "I'd do whatever I wanted, whatever made me happy." "Isn't that what you been doing the past 10 years of your life?" "I mean, just 'cause you decide to be something, bro, doesn't mean you can be." "You are what you are." "I just..." "I don't..." "I just don't get IT." "What do you mean?" "What the fuck... why does everybody keep saying that?" "Maybe 'cause It's true." "I mean, you're a fucking real estate agent." "I could be a real estate agent." "Yeah, I can be a fucking astronaut as well." "Heh!" "Hey, man, hey, you know what?" "Don't listen to me, 'cause I don't know what the fuck I'M talking about." "Bitch!" "Fuck!" "I could have told you that was gonna go badly." "Bad time?" "Yeah... no." "Yes." "No." "Hey." "Hey." "You guys wanna play some billiards?" "Allison?" "Oh, Allison." "Keep your eye on the ball." "Yes." "And, Oh!" "That was our ball, so you get to go." "All right, you're up, baby." "It's my turn?" "Yeah." ""Baby"?" "Well..." "You calling me baby now?" "Sorry." "I get a little ahead of myself sometimes." "Uh-huh." "All right, where should I go?" "Um, I'M thinking the 12, corner pocket." "How's that sound?" "Looks doable." "Just as good as anything else, right?" "Yeah." "Ready?" "Nice shot." "Rez!" "Hey, man." "We were just talking about you." "Hey, this is..." "this is April, hot sauce..." "Hey." "And her sister Allison." "Hey." "Great." "This is Reza." "Great." "Can I talk to you real quick?" "Hmm?" "I need to talk to you real quick." "No, no, no." "Not right now." "Listen." "Listen, let's go get a table, get some food..." "Yes." "Some beers." "Yes?" "I am so ready for this game to be over." "This is the worst game of pool anybody's ever played." "Yes." "Thank you." "Allison, you in?" "I know you are." "Let's do this." "Rez, come on." "Are we talking about onions now?" "I didn't know they had so many calories." "Surprising amount of calories." "Come on." "Stealth calories?" "In onions?" "So weird?" "That's what IT said." "So April was telling me that you are a singer." "Mm-hmm." "Used to be." "Used to be?" "Yeah." "It's... that chapter is closed meaning?" "Meaning..." "I don't know." "You ask Reza." "Reza, you tell 'em about IT." "He knows all about IT." "Reza?" "Right." "I'M a sell-out." "No, you know what?" "Actually, truth..." "truth be told," "Rez was an excellent bassist in high school." "Really?" "Yes." "Oh, did you guys used to play together in, like, a band or something?" "Something like that." "Something like that." "Yeah." "Hey, hey, hello, everybody." "It's Thursday night." "Y'all know what that means, right?" "Hah!" "That's right." "It's karaoke night here at trails." "So why don't you come on up..." "Oh, my God, yes." "And show us your stuff?" "What?" "You're gonna sing, right?" "Mm-hmm." "No, no, no, no." "No, no, no." "I wasn't planning on IT, no." "No?" "Why not?" "No, no, no, no." "Yeah." "Why not?" "Yeah, Ethan, sing something." "You have to." "Oh, I have to?" "No, you know what?" "I really don't feel like IT, guys." "I don't even know what their selection would be." "It's probably all country and..." "Come on." "Are you forcing me right now?" "I am forcing you." "All right, all right." "I'M following you." "I'M following you." "Heh." "Hi." "Hi." "What are you, nervous?" "I don't know." "I mean, as long as your heart's in IT and you're on key..." "I'M joking." "There's always a siren singing you to shipwreck." "Radiohead." "Hey, yeah." "What?" "Hmm?" "You expecting a call or something?" "Yeah." "Sorry." "Sorry." "Oh, no." "Is IT your wife?" "Yep." "Um, you just, like, call her, then." "I don't want to, so..." "Well, this just balances out here." "Yes." "You gave up a career as a high-powered clinical psychologist..." "Oh, high-powered." "To drive an avocado truck." "Yeah." "Mm-hmm." "This is a big deal." "I think this is fucking awesome myself." "I don't want to sit behind a computer my whole life, you know." "But you only got one life to live, right?" "Right." "No regrets." "Fuck a hooker!" "Whoo!" "Yeah!" "This is me." "Oh, my God." "You're gonna kill IT." "I think so." "Yeah." "Keep those fingers crossed." "Let's hear IT for him." "Boom." "This is for you." "All right." "Yay!" "Ah, couple drinks." "Little liquid courage here." "Come on." "He's so awesome." "Come on." "Yeah!" "Oww, oww, oww!" "All right, let's hear IT for him, huh?" "Whoo!" "Good to hear an earful of that, huh?" "All right." "Want a cigarette?" "Yes." "Ok." "We got a little..." "I mean, WHO wears shorts?" "It's cold weather up here." "IT was warm earlier." "Yeah, IT was warm earlier." "You're like an old vet of Lebec, I think, right?" "I mean..." "It's cold out." "Uh-huh." "Mm-hmm." "Here you go." "Thank you." "You want to kiss me?" "Yeah." "Ever since I saw you." "I shouldn't even be in here." "You could be some kind of weirdo." "Ethan bishop, the rock-'n'-roll life." "Oh, you know IT." "Fuck, yeah, baby." "All right." "There's something I like about you." "Yeah, what's that?" "I don't know." "It's a certain draw to you." "I feel IT." "We should probably get back." "We should probably..." "yeah." "No, you're probably right." "Heh." "You're horrible." "Stop!" "Come fucking off!" "Don't appreciate..." "That's IT." "That's enough of this shit." "Get off that stage right now, boy, right now." "Hey." "Oh, jeez!" "It's all right, man." "Just get the poison out." "Ugh!" "Get that out." "It's fucking bloody, man." "All right, It's all..." "We'll get you some water, and then We'll go to the bed, ok?" "Give me a second." "Have you been drinking blood?" "What the fuck?" "Give me a second." "I can't fucking hear you." "What?" "Give me a..." "leave." "Get out... get the fuck out of here." "Fuck this." "I'M done with this fucking shit." "What the fuck?" "!" "Roll over." "Help me." "Help me." "Help me." "I'M over playing fucking retarded with you." "Flip him over." "Fuck!" "Don't move!" "Is that a fucking crack pipe?" "No!" "Jesus Christ, man!" "Get off!" "No!" "Aah!" "Come on, man." "Come on." "Calm down." "Calm down." "Calm down, man." "Alex!" "Stay away from me." "Whoa." "Whoa." "Stay away from me!" "Jesus, man." "What are you guys trying to do?" "Alex, put the gun down." "You guys can't do this to me." "Put IT down." "I'M Alex Hamilton." "Aw, no, man." "Come on." "Oh, fuck." "Hey, you, uh, remember when Alex's mom died and he was, like, completely inconsolable and his dad made him read that poem at the funeral?" "You remember that?" "Yeah." "IT was..." "I don't think he'd slept for, like, days." "He could hardly stand up." "IT was hard to watch him up there..." "But he made IT through IT." "Hey, do you know I had to fucking Google how to get bullets out of that thing?" "No." "Yeah." "Really?" "I googled IT." "And I didn't know what kind of gun IT was, so I had to do an image search, and I literally had the gun up to my computer, like, "Oh, that's not quite IT." "Oh, that's not IT either."" "Shit." "I mean, you're still here." "I'M surprised." "Well, I've got your jacket, and, um..." "Thank you." "Yeah." "I didn't wanna leave without saying anything, so..." "I'M glad." "Is your friend all right?" "Not really, no." "Sorry." "I've gotta go." "Well, listen, I'll walk with you." "So, listen, maybe, um, we could get together when you're in L.A. sometime." "You know, even IF you change direction, keep going." "Come here." "Damn IT." "Heh." "IT was nice meeting you, Ethan." "Yeah, you, too." "Hey, listen." "Find me some time." "It's better to burn out than to fade away." "Heh." "Neil young." "Heh." "Shit." "Shit." "Truck is ready." "I saw IT parked out front." "Where'd you go?" "Coffees." "Come on." "Let's go." "Let's go." "What are we gonna do about this room?" "Well, we're probably gonna lose the security deposit." "Shireen must be pissed, huh?" "Yeah." "Your balls look great in pink." "Alex, wake up!" "Alex." "Hey." "Wake up." "Alex." "Hey, Alex!" "All right, let's find you some clothes." "I don't... credit cards?" "What do you mean you don't take credit cards?" "There are homeless people WHO take credit cards." "I don't have one of them machines." "WHO carries around $600 on their person in cash?" "Somebody that wants their damn rental truck back." "That's WHO, smart-ass." "All right." "This is my business card." "Call me." "I'll send you cash." "I'll send you check, whatever you want, ok?" "I'M gonna give you my driver's license." "Write down the number on the back." "What good is that gonna do, your driver's license..." "Well, IF I don't give you the money, you can call the cops or something!" "I don't want to call the cops, shit-wad." "All right." "What are you, nuts?" "Sir, listen to me, please, man to man." "I really, really, really need to get home." "I have a family emergency, and I have to leave this place, ok, so you and I are going to have to figure something out." "Please." "Pretty please with sugar on top?" "Pretty please with sugar on top." "You could, uh, show me your cock." "I'M sorry, what... cock?" "Better?" "Take IT out." "Show me what you got under there." "How 'bout I just describe IT to you?" "Drop your drawers, sunshine." "It's the only way out." "Let me see the keys first." "Holy crap." "That's a punisher." "Thank you." "Hey, man, so... uh, what the hell, dude?" "!" "Go!" "We gotta go!" "What is happening?" "!" "Go!" "Go!" "Why are you showing the giant your penis?" "Get out of here, you sodomites..." "Alex!" "Alex!" "Before I call the cops!" "Alex!" "Alex!" "Run!" "We need to go now!" "What happened?" "What was that, man?" "What was that?" "We gotta go!" "What the fuck?" "God!" "Why'd I run?" "Nothing happened." "Nothing happened?" "Nothing happened." "You were showing him your dick, man." "What?" "Ok, IT was his idea." "I wasn't..." "like, I had no payment." "Maybe here's my dick." "IT wasn't me." "He said he wanted to see my dick." "You don't just show him your dick." "He asked to see my dick!" "I showed him my dick for you guys." "What?" "Uhh." "I showed off my dick for you guys." "What was that?" "What was what?" "That." "You hear that, right?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "I don't hear IT." "Oh, my God." "What?" "All my stuff's all over the street." "All my stuff's falling out of the cab right now." "Pull over." "Pull over." "Ok, all right." "Hold on." "Hold on." "Stop!" " It's all right, man." " We can pick IT up." "Ah, ok." "Oh." "You packed that one." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "There goes Lionel Richie." "Would have wanted to go this way, I think." "Fuck!" "You ok?" "How's IT going, buddy?" "We're gonna figure this out, ok?" "Let's get all of IT." "Not some of IT." "Let's get all of IT." "We're gonna..." "Alex, It's ok, man, It's just stuff." "You can replace IT." "We'll get more." "That's doing ok." "See?" "It's not all bad." "Ah, shit." "That's all my stuff." "Looks like shit, dude." "Don't worry." "We'll get IT all." "You start." "What?" "!" "Why?" "Screw you." "WHO's gon..." "WHO's gonna clean this up?" "Ohh." "Oh, fuck." "This is gonna take a while." "No, I, uh..." "Failed the bar exam again." "Again!" "Man, I thought that three times was the charm." "Now I've been filing, fucking filing." "16 months, tax records and shit." "Heh." "They think I'M a joke." "They, uh..." "they laugh at me." "I know they..." "I know they do." "I mean, I know." "I know I never..." "I never made IT out of law school." "But I tried." "I tried so hard." "I..." "I worked on IT." "Just I don't know WHO I'M doing this for anymore." "I want to start over." "Son of a fuck." "Hey, officer." "Hi." "Fuck!" "What the... why didn't you fucking get rid of IT, man?" "Where would I get rid of IT at?" "Where would I do that at?" "Just throw IT in a river or something." "I don't know." "What river you talking about?" "We're in a desert environment here." "I'M not Tony fucking soprano." "I didn't know your shit was gonna dump out all over the place." ""Hold on to this." "This'll be a good idea."" "Fuck." "We're gonna call your dad, dude." "He's gonna get us out of this, ok?" "We can call your dad, right?" "Let's just not call anyone IF we don't have to, ok?" "Really?" "Then how the fuck are we gonna get out of this?" "Hey, I said keep IT quiet in here." "Sorry." "Sorry." "All right, fine." "Play dumb." "I'll just charge all three of you, then." "Felony possession." "Concealing an unregistered firearm in a commercial vehicle carries a minimum sentence." "And the judge usually likes to leave early on Fridays, so, uh, you fellas probably won't even be able to post bail until..." "Monday now." "Please don't do this." "Please." "It's mine." "Gun belongs to me." "Bullets, too." "Good." "See how easy that was?" "Hey, you guys can post my bail, right?" "Right?" "Officer, wait." "The gun is mine." "You guys trying to be smart with me?" "Is that what this is?" "Because I'll just book both of you." "Ethan, what kind of gun is IT?" "It's a handgun." "Yeah." "What kind?" "It's a..." "Six-shooter?" "It's a colt 1911 standard issue marine sidearm, serial number usmc, number 8986771." "And what are you doing with a gun like this?" "I took IT." "Dad." "Alexander?" "Where are you?" "At the sheriff's station." "They found something." "Have you said anything?" "I don't think so." "Good." "Just keep your mouth shut until I can send someone." "No." "No, I'M taking the responsibility for IT this time." "I'M gonna let them book me, and I'll deal with the consequences myself." "And why would you do that?" "Because I, uh... you know I can't have this anymore, Alexander." "Are you trying to make a deal with me?" "No." "No, I'M not, but IF that's the way you need to see IT... no deals." "We've been through this before." "I can't trust you anymore." "Yeah, I know that." "I know that, dad." "I'M sorry." "Alexander, you need to listen to me." "I'M ready." "Dude, stop futzing with that thing." "It's really fucking tight." "You're not gonna defeat IT." "It's a little uncomfortable." "I don't know IF you've noticed." "Six-shooter?" "Really?" "That was your best guess?" "That was a high-pressure situation in there." "I WAS a little bit fucking nervous." "I thought I WAS going to prison, man." "Dude, you would not do well in prison." "No, I would not." "Oh, my God." "Or you would, depending on what kind of experience you're looking for." "I'M sorry I got you into this, man." "Don't be." "I'M glad I'M here." "Well, not here exactly, but you know what I mean." "He could have really hurt himself." "Or worse." "I'M sorry that you missed your, uh, anniversary trip." "Shireen is leaving me, I think, as we speak." "No." "I thought that you said..." "I know what I said." "I'M sorry." "Shit." "Dude, what am I gonna do?" "Get a fucking divorce?" "Live alone again?" "I can't do any of these things." "Oh, why not, man?" "This might be a great thing." "She's never been all that nice to you." "Yeah." "But she's my wife..." "And I love her." "Well, I think you just answered your own question there, Reza." "That is why I called you, man." "Why is that?" "Because I knew you'd come." "Oh." "And because I miss my friend." "I'M sorry I've been such a dick these last couple of days." "I, uh..." "I didn't know what was going on with you, and I'M pissed off about the way that my life is headed." "Dude, I didn't mean any of those things I said." "No, you did, but It's ok, really, because I needed to fucking hear IT." "I made some weird choices, you know, some good, some bad, but I don't know." "Now I gotta live with IT, you know." "But as long as I go with the flow," "I think I'M gonna be fine, right?" "I'll be fine, right?" "Right?" "Yeah." "Look, you don't have to answer this, but where did you get that particular gun?" "My dad." "He was a marine, kept IT in his desk." "First division myself, armored reconnaissance." "Third division, fourth regiment, combat assault battalion, two tours in Vietnam." "My friends were simply escorting me to the serenity woods rehab center, where I'M due to check in now." "I mean, you can call them IF you want." "He's been in there a while." "You think he's ok?" "It's not the first time." "Remember 11th grade." "Mr. Hamilton will pull some strings, right?" "Yeah, ok, thanks." "You were expected yesterday." "Yeah, we had some problems." "Listen, son, this is an opportunity for you to get your life in order." "I hope you make the most of IT." ""Hope" is an optimistic word." "Where we going?" "We here?" "Yeah, IT looks nice." "I-I'd totally live here." "Right?" "I would absolutely..." "I kind of envy you right now." "I guess I better check myself in." "I think these places charge by the day." "Alex, this is the right thing, man." "You be good." "I'll get you back for that bond." "Don't worry about IT, man." "Oh, and..." "I won't say anything about the mechanic." "Y-you just did." "Just did." "You guys know I wouldn't have done this by myself." "Hey." "You love him." "You love him." "He's fine." "He's fine." "Can I help you?" "I hope so." "Come in." "It's a nice place, man." "Yeah." "Hey, why don't you come and stay the night?" "God, you know what?" "Thank you." "I'd love to, but I, uh, I'M gonna try to make IT back to Los Angeles before that farmers market closes." "I fucking understand." "But we did IT, though, right?" "Fucking "a," man." "I couldn't have done IT without you." "Oh, I know that." "I didn't want things to get this way between us." "Yeah, me neither, man." "Me neither." "So what are you gonna do?" "Well, first I'M probably gonna do laundry." "Oh, yeah, that's appropriate." "And then I'M gonna try and save my marriage." "I'M glad to hear IT." "Hey, you were great last night." "Thanks, Rez." "Thanks." "Good luck with, um, you know, whatever you do."