Blindsided (2018) - full transcript

- And that, in a nutshell,

is criminal psychology.

So, after all that, who
thinks it sounds boring?

Really?

Well, as criminal psychologists,

we're on the ground floor.

I mean sure detectives
and lawyers and science,

well I mean pretty much everyone
gets more credit than us,

but we're the ones
who get to decide

whether a suspect stands
trial or walks free.

Or whether or not a
witness' testimony is taken



as fact or as fiction.

It's pretty neat, huh?

Wow, tough crowd.

Okay well how 'bout murder?

Oo, you like that stuff.

That's exciting, right?

Well, basically using our minds,

we can help determine whether
someone is innocent or guilty.

- What if you're wrong?

- Good question from the
girl I have never met.

Look, we're always working to
adopt a greater understanding

of the human mind.

And that said, it's
not an exact science.

So really, the best we can do



is strive to minimize the
possibility of being wrong.

Okay.

Well, that about does it for me.

There's pamphlets at the front

if you have any more questions.

- Okay, wake up people.

Let's show our
thanks to Dr. Carter

for taking the time to
come speak to us today.

Thanks.

That's like winning the
world series around here.

You really
got through to them.

- Well high school
students are not known

for their attention spans.

So I'll take it.

- You're the psychologist.

- You know, I wish you'd at
least let me get the groceries.

- I am supposed to try to be
more independent, remember?

- Yeah, I know, but that
doesn't mean I still can't help.

- If I can't even pick
up a few groceries,

how am I supposed
to stop a mugger?

Or a boy with poor manners?

- With your keen intellect.

- Then hopefully I'm adopted.

- Oh very funny.

Very funny.

- How's the road?

- A bit slick.

Why?

What are you trying to say?

- Just making conversation.

- Ah, sure yeah.

Making conversation.

- Want me to drive?

- Maybe next time.

Sloan, it wasn't my idea
to go away this weekend.

I wish I coulda said no.

- It's all good, Dad.

- I'm not really sure that
you're ready to be alone.

- I have to do it sometime.

Like Pacino in Scent of a Woman.

- I've never seen it.

- Me neither.

Look, it's okay.

I know you have to work.

- Look, I just want
it on the record

if you need anything, I'm
just a phone call away.

- Consider it recorded.

- Well I mean it,
anything at all.

- When we run out
of booze and weed

you'll be the first to know.

- Just promise me.

I promise.

- Well it looks your
friends are here.

Tobey's still driving
that piece of shit.

Sloan!

- Hey Mika.

I missed you so much.

- Squeeze any harder
and I'll go blind.

- Shut up.

- I can hear you chewing, Toby.

- Hi Sloan!

Creepy place you got here Dr. C.

You ever think of renovating?

- Toby, help
yourself to anything.

You find
your room okay?

- No, not yet.

- Go on upstairs,
I'll be up in a sec.

- Okay.

I'm so excited to see you.

Ready?

Wanna get these bags?

Yep.

- How does she seem to you?

- I don't know,

I don't have Sloan sensory
perception like you.

- She seems kinda distant.

- It's a lonely life up here.

- Yeah, I don't doubt that.

But I don't think it's it,

you know maybe we
don't talk enough.

- Well if you called her anymore

you'd be flagged by the NSA.

- What does that even mean?

- I don't know.

It's topical.

- Yeah this is weird.

- What?

- This is the first
time Dr. Carter

has let us stay in the
same room at the same time.

I just think it's ironic timing.

- Now that you mention it,

thank you for mentioning it.

- Tell me you weren't
smoking out there.

- No problem.

- I'm gonna miss you.

- It's a weekend, Dad.

- I know.

Tom should be here around seven.

- Can't wait.

Dad.

- Okay, okay.

I'm going.

- Don't worry Mr. Carter,
she's in good hands.

- I know.

- Is everyone crying right now?

So what now?

- Let's go for a walk.

- I was thinking sitting.

- Oh come on, it's been forever.

Let's go tour the Carter estate.

This is so beautiful.

- Yeah, during the day.

- Yeah, we all know
you shit yourself

when the sun goes down.

- Hey, I haven't shit my
pants in nearly three years,

thank you very much.

- I walk down here a lot.

- Isn't it hard to get around?

- Shut up Tobey.

- What, what'd I do?

- I mean I've been coming
down here since I was a kid.

Dad's not really too
big on changing it.

Watch your head.

Thanks.

So give me some dirt.

- School's school.

Class, library, repeat.

Nothing too exciting to report.

- I've seen movies too.

The whole world is
using kid gloves.

I mean can you guys
give me a break?

- We just wish you
were there, is all.

- I know the feeling.

- You'll get there.

- I know.

But for now it's just
me and my forest.

Is this a burial
ground of some sort?

Just a forest, man.

- No, this is where
farmers go to die.

- Let's check out the cabin.

- It's getting kinda
dark, isn't it?

What are we waiting for?

Solid.

What does your dad do in here?

- Hide out, I guess.

Listen to music, read books.

- God I hope I stay young.

- Too late.

- So who's this guy who's
coming here tonight?

- Tom.

He's a student of my dad's.

- Isn't it kinda weird
that he's staying

when your dad's not here?

- I don't know.

He's just passing through.

My dad likes him.

- Well maybe he'll be cute.

- Maybe.

- Maybe he'll be
horrifying looking.

- Maybe you'd be into that.

- Maybe fuck you.

- Be sure to let me
know either way, Toby.

She's gonna
find out eventually.

Sloan's got
enough on her plate.

- Well she doesn't
need you to mother her.

- What she needs is just
a fun weekend with us.

- So should we make animalistic
love making sounds tonight?

Is that part of charade?

- Well can we just get
through this weekend

and figure our stuff out after?

- So who's taking the floor?

- Are you kidding?

- I don't know how Chris
Martin and Gwyneth do it.

- Do what?

- You know stay
consciously uncoupled.

Wait for the kids.

Ah, apple.

You guys underestimate me.

- I believe in you.

- I really think I can
help with this reno.

Didn't I ace shop class?

- In grade nine.

- The record stands.

- What'd you make again?

- A lamp.

- It looked like a dick.

- It was erotic, yes.

Some would call it avant garde.

- What's avant garde mean?

- It's French.

Means really good.

- What's wrong?

- You didn't hear that?

- No, hear what?

- I always thought of
you as a good listener.

- That must be our guest.

You want backup?

No, I got it.

- Hi, are you Sloan?

- Hey Tom.

- Yeah hi, I'm Tom.

- My dad told me
you were coming.

Come on in.

- Thank you, I appreciate it.

- Everyone, meet Tom.

- Hi, I'm Mika.

- Mika, it's nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

Sorry man, I'm Tom.

- Toby.

What'd you walk?

Didn't hear a car.

- No, I hitched a ride
from the bus stop.

They dropped me at the laneway.

- Well we could've
picked you up.

- You know I didn't wanna be

more trouble than
I needed to be.

Okay, look guys,

I'm not gonna get in your way.

Okay I'm here tonight,

I'm gone first thing
tomorrow morning, I promise.

- No, you're right on time.

We're about to make dinner.

- I, I don't mind
grabbing some take out.

- Oh nobody delivers this far.

We can forage.

- My dad would have a shit

if he found out we
didn't feed you.

- And he takes weird shits.

- Can I help with something?

- No, we got it.

Go on upstairs.

First door on the right.

- Great.

- Want me to show you?

- I think I can manage, thanks.

- I like him.

- Yeah, he's alright.

- Seems kinda square
though, right?

- Tom?

- Yeah.

Hey, I'm just looking at
your old family photos.

- Sorry to hear that.

- No, you were a cute kid.

- My dad has trained you well.

- Oh he's had a big
impact on my life.

More than I can tell you.

- Glad you're a fan.

- I'm serious.

If it wasn't for him,

I wouldn't be where I am.

I wouldn't be here.

- He likes to say that
the job is the reward.

- I don't doubt that.

He never mentioned
your condition.

- It's true.

I'm allergic to cats.

- I'm sorry if I'm overstepping.

- It's fine.

He's overprotective.

When he found out he
had to work this weekend

it was like he was
leaving a toddler.

- Can I ask what happened?

- Sure.

- What happened?

- Got rid of the cat.

- Okay.

So that's how you guys met?

- Yes, some bully was trying
to mess with us in grade four

and Toby over here
was our savior.

- Except he got the
shit kicked out of him.

- Hey, I got a
few good shots in.

- You called one
of them lima bean.

- Yeah and I hated lima beans.

So that was cruel.

- So wait, how long
you two been together?

- Three years.

- Wow.

And you, Sloan,
you seeing anyone?

- Not at the moment.

- So how do you
know Sloan's dad?

- The great Dr. Carter.

I actually studied under
him for my Masters.

But he was kind enough
to let me help him out

with a couple of cases.

- Cool.

Anything creepy we
would've heard of?

- You've probably
heard of Laura Jones.

- No shit.

You were on the Jones case?

- Who is that?

- The baby butcher!

She was like this housewife
that went nuts one day.

Killed a couple of
kids; gruesome shit.

She was like just a mom.

- You worked on that?

- Yeah, just a
little bit of help.

Mostly filing
paperwork and stuff,

but it was a big one.

Learned a lot.

- Well thank you for
keeping our streets

safe from crazy housewives.

- My pleasure.

But again, it was mostly
just behind the scenes stuff.

- We should probably get going.

We're headed to a party
if you'd like to come.

- Full disclosure
it's full of locals.

No thank
you, I should really

stop intruding on you guys.

You go ahead.

I'll stay here and clean up.

- Fuck you pal.

- Okay make the apple.

There you go.

- Don't overdo it.

- What happened to trust, huh?

- That's what you
said before prom

and you made me look
like a spice girl.

- Hey, hottest spice girl
ever, thank you very much.

- That's true.

- I'm happy we're finally
going out together again.

- Yeah, it's been a while.

- Just no whiskey.

- No whiskey.
- Okay?

Yeah, that was bad.

You puke.

Smile.

- Hey man.

- I don't know what's
taking them so long.

- You're not gonna freshen up?

- Oh hell no man.

Oh natural for the Tobster.

Or for the, for me.

- Yeah.

So tell me about yourself.

What do you, what
are you studying?

- Political science.

- Political, wow.

Where's that gonna take you?

- I don't know.

Political scientist?

- So you musta spent a
lotta time here growing up.

- Sure did.

- Are you close
with Sloan's dad?

- With the Doc?

Hell yeah man, I'm
like his second son.

- I thought Sloan
was an only child.

- Right.

I mean, if he had another son.

- Right.

It's weird being here.

You know like someone could have

such a big impact on your life

but you don't really
know who they are

until you set foot
into their house.

- Can I ask you a question
about the Jones case?

Yeah, fire away.

- Why did you think she did it?

- What makes you
so sure she did it?

- Shut up.

- I'm just saying.

I don't know, they
had educated guesses.

That's what they had.

But with the hysteria
of the media,

I don't know it seemed like
the pitchforks were out.

- Right.

- Food for thought.

- I bet you meet a lotta
kooks in your line of work.

- There are some funny
people out there.

- I hear ya man.

Tender, am I right?

- Don't wink at me.

Watch your step.

- Thanks.

It's chilly.

- Great day to wear a skirt.

- It's not so bad.

- Yeah, you gotta wear a
jean jacket all year long.

Acclimatize that way.

- No thanks.

I'll take the back.

- Same.

- Are you shitting me?

Man.

- We're gonna have to
get in the other side.

- Hang on, let me do it.

There you go.
- Alright.

- Feel like a god
damn Uber driver.

Party!

Take us
to the party, yeah!

- Here.

You want me to feed it
to you, or you got it?

Sorry, I'm just super high.

This good shit's fucking me up.

Here.

- Holy fuck, what was that?

- What was what?

- I saw something.

- I didn't.

- Well I did.

Who the fuck would be
walking around here at night?

- Maybe it was a deer.

- Or a coyote.

- Are we having an out
of body experience?

- No, it looked like a girl.

I didn't like it.

- Toby's high.

- Toby's high.
- Toby!

Hi.

You good?

Watch your step.

Whoo hoo!

- Hey, do you remember me?

I'm Willie.

It's Willie.

- Got it.

- After the few wine bottles.

Back on the...

- Any more girls coming by?

- You know me.

I like to roll with as
many ladies as I can.

- Well you've come
to the right spot.

- Oh I have?

I'm guessing so.

¶ Never seem to fit your mold ¶

¶ But baby I'm okay ¶

Hey.

- Hey you.

- Hey.

Have you seen Sloan?

- Sloan, I don't know a Sloan.

- Oh she's about yea
high, wears glasses.

- Oh, Sloan.

I haven't seen her.

- Are you having fun?

- This town seems
smaller than I remember.

- Smaller than your ego?

- You go away to school and

your perspective just
changes, you know?

- Come on, these
people aren't that bad.

Most of them.

- You going in the pool?

- Oh hell no.

I have seen way too much
nasty shit going down

to ever wanna go in that.

- Oh I want details.

- You were a part of it.

Grade nine.

- Coolers.

- Yeah.

- Honestly, it has
got to be amazing

that you're wearing
sunglasses all the time.

Like ugh, the amount of
time it saves on makeup.

Yeah, it's lucky.

- Well here we are with
all the nerdy kids.

- You are the nerdy kid.

- Oh I'm the nerdy kid am I?

- I thought you knew me.

You don't know me at all.

- I thought so too.

Come on, you don't
see Sloan complaining.

- Like if you need anything,

like anything, I
am here for you.

You, you probably can't
tell, but like I mean it.

- If anything I'm a jock.

These kids are intimidated
by me, look at 'em.

Yep, I'm gonna regret

all those lunchtime wedgies
I gave over the years.

I'm a sick man, Mika.

- We can agree on one thing.

You are sick.

I'm gonna go find Sloan.

- Okay.

I'm gonna wrestle
up some lunch money.

- Where were you?

- Shit, you scared
the shit outta me.

- Sloan, what's wrong?

- This party's bumming me out.

I feel like I'm being watched.

- Alright.

Now let's get outta here.

Okay?

- Yeah.
- Alright.

Watch your step.

Careful.

Helpful this time.

Guys, why's the door open?

That's weird.

- What is that?

- What?

This red stuff.

- Looks like blood.

- Bird probably hit the window.

It happens.

- Where's the bird then?

I don't understand the country.

Anyways, where's our hero?

Tom?

- Hey, how was the party?

- Fun.

- Nice shirt, bro.

- Yeah, I was just
about to take a shower.

But that can wait if anybody
feels like a nightcap.

Yeah I gotta be honest,
I'm not really a lime guy.

More like a...

- I think I'm tipsy.

Actually I think I
have alcohol poisoning.

- Sure thing.

- So what are you making next?

- Incarcerations.

- Incarcerations.

Okay and why do
you call them that?

- I do not have a good
answer for that, actually.

- Alright.

Two incarcerations
coming right up.

- Okay that's not how
you're supposed to shake it.

- Yes it is.

I saw a YouTube video.

Toby, where's your phone?

- Dead, sorry.

- Just, stop.

- That's you do it.

- Up top, nice and easy.

- That's some French
way that I don't even...

- Toby, what's wrong man?

- What?

Oh.

These two seem to be
getting along fine.

- Don't be jealous.

- Sloan there's something
I gotta tell you

about Mika and I.

You're pregnant?

- No, I.

- You know you can
always talk to me, Toby.

- We're just, going
through a rough patch.

More like an expansive
land than a patch.

- Thought something was up.

- Yeah?

- Yeah blindness gives you ESP.

Look, you guys just seem off.

- Well I am naturally uptight.

- You guys gotta
tell me the shit man.

- Yeah.

But I've been spending more time

watching breakfast television

than I have with my professors.

So, if you wanna talk.

- You know I don't even know
if I wanna go to school.

- Yeah, join the club.

- And now,

more booze?

Pronto!

- My dad keeps
some in the garage.

I'll be right back.

Sloan.

- Hello?

- All I'm saying is that
you work enough cases

and eventually you get,

I don't wanna say desensitized.

But you distance yourself.

It doesn't affect
people in my profession.

Or at least no one
I'm familiar with.

- I don't get it.

Sounds like a lotta pressure.

- You would think so.

- I don't know, stuff
happens in life.

Eventually you adapt.

You have to.

- Is that that whole
lemons and lemonade crap?

- Yeah, not
necessarily lemonade,

but something.

- Lemonade's the only thing
I can make from lemons.

Arnold Palmers.

- You're talking about making
the best of a tough situation.

- Yeah.

Why not?

- That's a good notion but
it's easier said than done.

- True.

- Well take Dr.
Carter for instance.

Does he bring his
job home with him?

- If you mean while
he's gone twice a day.

Then yep.

- Speaking of which, I'm
gonna go check on the grass.

- Lemon water.

I can't cook.

- So you guys are best friends.

- She's our girl, yeah.

- And you look out for her.

- We try to.

As best as we can, yeah.

- Mika!

Mika!

Mika!

- Sloan!

Sloan get away from there.

- Jees,

sweet Mary and Joseph.
- Get inside, inside.

Should we
call 911 or something?

- Yeah, I'm on it, I'm on it.

We have an emergency.

There is a body.
- Are you okay?

- No, are you?

We don't
know what's going on.

- Wait, no.

- Neither am I.

There's a body out there.

A body!

- Okay, thanks.

Cops are on their way.

They say we should sit tight.

- Okay.

- Is that door locked?

- I don't know.

So what, we just stay here?

- No, I say we get away
from that guy quick.

- He's helping.

- When there's a guy hanging,
there's blood on the deck.

And the fucking door's open.

He was the only one here.

- No, no, we're staying here.

Sloan, tell him.

- I don't know.

- Okay, doors are locked.

You guys okay?

- I'm gonna check upstairs.

- No, no no, I got it.

- You sure?

- Mostly.

- Okay.

You never know.

- Thanks.

You are John McClane,
you are Jason Bourne.

You are Sarah Connor.

- I got your back, okay?

- I know.

- I'm gonna check the windows.

- Be careful.

I felt it.

- I'm sorry.

- Is it my dad?

- Oh god, no no Sloan.

We don't know that person.

- I had a feeling
it wasn't, but...

- No, he's fine, you're fine.

We're all fine.

- Should we cut it down?

It's a fucked up way to go.

- Oh no, I hear you
and you're right.

But we can't go out there.

We don't know what's there.

Okay, do you hear me?

We're staying here.

- Ah screw it.

- Toby.

Girls were worried.

- Yeah, yeah, all good.

Nobody up here.

- Good.

I'll see ya downstairs.

- Everything's okay up here.

It's clear.

- You guys where
are the cops, huh?

- We're in the
middle of nowhere.

The Sheriff's probably drunk.

- Okay am I the only one

who thinks we should get
the hell out of here?

- Toby, we don't know
what's out there.

- Well we know there's flesh
piñata out hanging around.

- What, you wanna be
strung up beside it?

- Mika's right.

We should stay put.

- Well it's worth
a try, isn't it?

We may not have time to stop
whatever's happening out there.

We may not be able
to defend ourselves.

- Why not?

- Well no offense, but we're
two liberal arts majors,

a freaking psychologist's
assistant and a--

- Blind girl.

- Look, if I can get to the car

we can get the fuck out of here

and let the cops clean
up whatever this is.

- Toby, please.

- Look, I can do this.

I want to do this.

- Okay.

Yeah, I'll watch out the window.

As soon as you get
the car started

I'll bring everyone out.

- Thanks.

Just hang around.

I don't know, sorry.

Okay.

Here we go.

Fucking come on.

Oh shit.

Oh fuck.

Oh come on.

Oh.

Shit!

Oh god.

Oh fuck.

Jesus.

- What, what's wrong?

Oh shit.

Oh fuck.

- You guys.
- I got him.

Get a towel.

- What happened?

It's my leg.

- What about the car?

- It's dead.

It's dead.

And there's someone out there.

- Who?

- Some woman psycho.

She was chasing me
and then she vanished.

I saw her too.

- Ah fuck.

Oh God it hurts.

It's okay.

God.

Thank you.

Guys.

- Oh God it hurts.

I think
these are pain killers.

- Oh please tell me
it's office strength.

- I don't know, my
dad uses it for work.

- He needs to lie down.

His leg is bad.

- Alright, come on.

Easy, easy, easy, easy.

Let's get you upstairs, okay?

You got him?

I got him
Mika, go ahead.

- Call David Carter.

You've
reached Dr. Carter.

I'm unable to take your call,

so please leave a
message after the tone.

- Dad?

We're in trouble.

Call me back please.

- You guys are strong.

- Okay.

I got him, I got him.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

- Watch his leg, please.

- Oh wow, that's so nice.

Like a little cloud.

- You'll be fine.

They'll send an ambulance.

- You okay?

- I'm gonna be just fine.

Mika.

- Let's go, let's go.

- Bye guys.

- Go check on her.

- Sloan, are you okay?

Is she gone?

She's not there.

- What?
- Hey, there's no one there.

She'll be back.

- Sloan can you
think of any reason

why someone would
wanna hurt you?

- I don't know.

- Made you some tea.

- Thanks.

- The cops should
be here any second.

What's taking so long?

- I don't know.

- I, I just--

- Do you wanna call your dad?

- I tried.

- We're gonna make
it through this.

- Do you remember that time I
went skiing and hit my head?

You helped me down, said
I was gonna be okay.

That I might have a big head,
but that it was gonna be okay.

You're gonna be fine.

You might have a limp though.

- We need to do something.

- There's nothing
we can do right now.

- Well I can't just sit
here and do nothing.

- I understand.

When I was younger I had
something bad happen to me.

And I didn't think

that there was anything
I could do about it.

- What did you do?

- Found a way.

I kept fighting.

- You guys, Toby's really hurt.

We have to move him.

- I'll call the cops again.

- Toby!

Toby.

- What is it?

What's happening?

He's bleeding.

- I'm going after her.

Here, pressure.

Okay, keep your hand there.

I know you're out here.

- Wish we had the fucking
whiskey right now.

- Right?

I promised your dad
I'd take care of you.

- Mika, you don't have to.

That was the front door.

- I'll get it.

No, don't.

- Just let me go.

Tom?

Mom?

- It's...

Yeah.

It's your mom.

- Cool sunglasses, Mom.

- Thanks.

Toby?

I want you to know

I think you'd do a really good
job of renovating this place.

- That's what I'm saying.

I'm really good with a hammer.

Tom?

- Mom?

- Yeah?

- There's a bad person here.

- Yeah.

- I don't like her.

- Neither do I.

- Sloan, stay away.

- Tell me what's going on.

- Sloan, run!

- Sloan run!

- Don't go, honey.

Nice night, isn't it?

- No.

Just leave us alone.

- I can't do that.

It's too much fun.

- What do you want from us?

- I'm not complicated.

You got two options, kiddo.

Either you come here
or I go back in there

and I carve your
friend's eyes out.

Okay, come on.

Come on, honey.

Come here honey.

Come on.

Come on, it's okay.

Come on.

Come on, that's it.

Come on.

Come here.

It's okay.

Oops.

There you go.

That's better.

Shh.

Who are you?

- I'm just a friend.

- Where's Mika?

- Who's? Oh.

She's your friend.

Nice girl.

Too much makeup.

She had an accident.

You should really see it.

Oh.

This would be more fun
if your eyes worked.

I'm very beautiful, by the way.

Big tits.

What is your world like?

Hmm?

Is it scary?

Is it black?

- Fuck you.

- Do you recall the color red?

Do you remember what
blood looks like?

It's okay, I'll
talk you through it.

I'm a god damn hero.

- Toby.

So, who's she?

- I don't know.

- Where's Mika?

- Listen to me, we
gotta get outta here.

- Yeah, that'd be nice.

I think I'm hurt really bad.

Here.

Okay, hold on.

Let's go.

- Hi.

- Tom?

- Is she dead?

- I think so.

- Bill.

- She just call you Bill?

- Yeah.

I think we lost Toby.

- Who are you?

- I'm Tom.

- No, you're not.

- No?

Okay.

I'm not Tom.

Well, Tom's probably
hanging around somewhere.

Sloan, hey, hey, hey.

Relax, relax.

Just sit.

Sit.

Okay.

Now don't fucking move.

Okay?

Okay.

I'm, I'm sorry that you
had to see me do that.

Hear me do that.

It has been very hard to
stay politically correct

with all this business going on.

Can I just say that?

I'm talking about your
glasses, by the way.

I just, I really wish

that she would've
finished the job by now.

I thought she would.

It's tough to find
good help nowadays.

Affirmative action, right?

You know all night

it has taken every ounce of
self restraint that I possess

to keep from calling
you Stevie Wonder.

May I?

There you go.

You have very
pretty eyes, Sloan.

- Someone will be here soon.

- Yeah, I think that we
should start over, you and me.

I'm Bill.

- You don't know my dad.

- Yes and no.

I've never actually
formally met the guy.

You know in the
flesh so to speak.

But I, I know of him.

I know of him very fucking well.

I wasn't lying before.

Your dad, he's very
good at what he does.

- You killed my friends.

- I got you on a
technicality there

because I didn't
kill your friends.

You know she.

Okay, I killed Toby.

That's one.

You got me, congratulations.

I'm sorry.

Just!

Just relax.

We're just talking.

We're just talking.

- What do you want?

- Your mom, she's dead, right?

Mine is too.

I mean not technically
but she might as well be.

See, she's gone away.

And your dad was the one who
booked her plane up the river.

Her boat.

Is it down the river?

- What are you talking about?

- I'm talking about Laura Jones.

Or as your dead friend Toby here

so crassly referred to
her, the baby butcher.

That's my mom.

- She was a murderer.

- No fucking proof!

There was no fucking proof!

My mother was railroaded

by a corrupt system looking
for anyone to take the fall.

They pick out the
nearest piece of trash

and presto, it's case closed.

And your dad, the
fucking lap dog,

his bullshit evaluation
tipped the scales.

- How could you know--

- How could he?

I think his actions have
consequences, Sloan.

And we've all gotta feel them.

- Maybe she was a
psycho, just like you.

- You don't talk
about my mother.

You don't know my mother.

- You won't find my dad.

- I wouldn't be so sure.

I'm anything if not resourceful.

But there's one thing
before I bow out.

I want you to tell me

how you lost your sight.

- Why?

- Curious.

- Will you let me
go if I tell you?

- Yeah, yeah, maybe.

- I watched too much television.

Crossed my eyes too much.

Took a look at your
ugly face one day

and it was like--

I'm not gonna give
you what you want.

I'm not scared of
you, mama's boy.

- You should be, you should be.

- Wanna keep blaming everyone
else for your problems?

You and your crazy bitch
mom can go fucking--

- You know,

I think we're just
about done talking.

Well that was loud.

You gotta pull it.

- Call David Carter.

Dad?

- Sloan?

How is the family reunion?

For what it's worth, I'm sorry.

I really wish we coulda had
this place to ourselves.

Sloan!

I don't wanna hurt you.

Okay, I mean I wanna kill you

but that doesn't mean
that I wanna hurt you.

So just put, just
put the hammer down.

So just put the
hammer down, okay?

Okay, just put down the hammer.

Good girl.

Good.

I actually might hurt
you a little bit.

I might hurt you a little--

Welcome back to
solitary night, on KFMT.

I'm your host Derrick Pants.

That was Sebastian Kambu with
a 1957 classic, Feeling Lucky.

Up next we have
another standard.

But first I'd like to
extend a special thank you

to all our listeners who are
now begging for their love.

So whether you're out
there, alone or two,

cozying up to a lover

or just can't seem
to get any shut eye,

this one goes out to you.

I wish you could see the
expression on my face right now.

- Can you see the
expression on my face,

mother fucker?

- Stop!