Hot Summer Nights (2017) - full transcript

In the summer of 1991, a sheltered teenage boy comes of age during a wild summer he spends in Cape Cod getting rich from selling pot to gangsters, falling in love for the first time, partying and eventually realizing that he is in over his head. - stop by if you're interested in the nutritional composition of food
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This all happened a while back
in the town I'm from.

I can't swear
to every last detail,

but I can swear to most of them.

So I don't care
what the newspapers said...

..or what your parents told you.

Before the storm came in

and blew the whole world
to the ground...

..this is what really happened.

♪ Love will abide

♪ Take things in stride

♪ Sounds like good advice... ♪

I'm going down
to see your father.

You gonna come?

Daniel, if I wanted
to talk to something

that didn't talk back,
I'd get a cat.

You think this is easy
for me, huh?

You think I'm just...

It's not, OK? It sucks. It does.

But it... it just kills me

to see you pissing
the whole summer away

just doing nothing
with yourself.

I'm meditating.

I'm leaving in 10 minutes.
I'd like it if you came with me.

Daniel Middleton's father

was the kind of guy they
just don't make anymore.

He lit his cigarettes
with a match,

like a cowboy in an old movie.

And he changed the oil
in his car all by himself.

He fought in Vietnam,
for Christ's sake.

He went to church.
He loved his wife.

People liked him.

But when he died,
Daniel was so fucked up,

he quit his paper route
without giving notice.

And after a week,

Mrs Schrader
would phone the police

to report that
the Puerto Rican kids

had been stealing
her newspapers.

He burned the records his father
bought him for his birthday -

Elvis, fucking Johnny Cash,

Frank Sinatra.

He thought
it would help him move on.

He told his mom
it was an accident,

but the school psychologist
told her it was something else.

This is what we call
a cry for help.

You're spending the summer
with your Auntie Barb.


Watch it. That's family.

And mind your mouth.
You're in a goddamn cemetery.

Do I get any say in this?

Daniel, if I wanted your
opinion, I would've asked.

Sending me away
for the summer.

What a cliche.

You know what I did
the summer after high school?

You mean before you
started drinking at breakfast?

You know, I hoped by this age

you'd have a little bit
of your father in you.

Just a little.

When Daniel Middleton arrived,

the town wasn't too different
than any other.

It was hot in the summer
and cold in the winter.

And when it was Christmas,
you were just

six months away
from the Fourth of July.

And on the Fourth of July,

you were just six months
away from Christmas again.

People loved Jesus
and macaroni salad

and they hung American flags

above front doors
that they never locked.

Everyone had two kids

and mowed their lawns
on Saturday mornings.

Some of the old people
even still had a milkman.

A lot of things
happened that year.

America went to war,

Freddie Mercury died of AIDS

and I turned 13 years old.

And in Hyannis,

it was the hottest summer
in 68 years.

♪ Every time I see you

♪ Oh, I try to hide away

♪ But when we meet,
it seems... ♪

There was the parade
on Saturday

and then on Sunday,
the summer birds would show up

and change the whole town.

It's delightful.

They came from
Connecticut and New York

and had white cars and
white clothes and white teeth.

And their kids
always had names like...

- Tanner.
- Kendall.

There were two types
of people in this town.

There were the summer birds,
like these guppies.

And then there were the townies.

Save your shit. We're late!

But, you see,
Daniel Middleton wasn't either.

He wasn't a townie because
he didn't grow up here.

And he wasn't a summer bird

because his family wasn't rich.

We didn't have a name
for people like that,

but whatever it was,
you didn't want to be it.

Something changed inside
Daniel Middleton that summer.

I never did figure out
what exactly caused it.

Wonder if he ever did.

You a summer bird?

What? Yeah... What?

- Are you a summer bird?
- No.

Are you from here?

Yeah. Wait...

- Are you from here?
- What? What?

- Are you from here?
- No, no.

- OK.
- OK.

♪ Early in the morning
and I can't do right

♪ Had a little fight
with my baby last night

♪ And it's early in the morning

♪ Don't you know
it's early in the morning... ♪

♪ Early in the morning

♪ I ain't got nothing

♪ No, nothing but the blues

♪ I went to your
girlfriend's house

♪ But she was out

♪ I knocked on your daddy's door
but he began to shout... ♪

It was 96 degrees
the first time he saw

that cold-blooded motherfucker,
Hunter Strawberry.

And Hunter Strawberry
wasn't sweating.

Oh, I forgot to mention,

these summer birds
absolutely loved to get high.

I mean, these fuckers
smoked tons of weed, man,

every chance they could,
even the adults.

And they had to get it
from someone.

They'd come in for a new muffler

and leave with a bag of
the best shit south of Route 6.

Plus, they felt less guilty
buying their drugs here

than off some little Portuguese
kid down at the harbour.

I mean, if you were on the Cape

during the late '80s
and early '90s,

you knew who he was.

The boy's a criminal.

Waste of talent.

Wicked fucking hot.

- Bad.
- Cool.

Everyone knew the stories.

You'd hear them in the
locker room or at a barbecue

or at a sleepover or something,

like the one where they said
he was kicked out of school

'cause he boned
Principal Finney's wife

in the butt without a condom

and never called her back.

But how many
of these stories were true?

No-one really knows.

I heard he drove a motorcycle
180 miles per hour

at night, in a thunder storm,
without a helmet.

I heard his cock
was 10 inches long.

11, idiot.

I heard he burned down
an ice-cream shop

for putting sprinkles
on his cone.

Hunter Strawberry
does not like sprinkles.

But there was that one thing
everyone could agree on.

I heard he killed a man.

I heard he killed a man.

I heard he killed a man.

Fuckin' killed him.

But at the end of the night

when everyone had gone home,

he was still just a townie.

And he knew that's all
they'd ever see him as.

He sold weed
to this guy yesterday

and banged his daughter
the night before.

But, you see, that's the thing.

In public, they all
look the other way.

Nobody was proud
that they knew him.

Mainly clear skies today.

It hit 90 in Boston.

10th time that's happened
so far this summer season.

And it's still toasty
in the late afternoon hours...

Hide this.

Drink's free.

The heat.

You get high?

♪ I ain't got many friends
left to talk to

♪ Nowhere to run
when I'm in trouble

♪ You know I'd do
anything for you

♪ Stay the night,
but keep it under cover... ♪

♪ I don't want to lose
your love tonight

♪ Try to stop
my hands from shaking

♪ But something in my mind's
not making sense

♪ It's been a while
since we were all alone

♪ But I can't hide
the way I'm feeling

♪ As you're leaving, please
would you close the door?

♪ And don't forget
what I told you

♪ Just 'cause you're right,
that don't mean I'm wrong

♪ Another shoulder to cry upon

♪ I just want to use
your love tonight... ♪

What happened to Adam?

- What's your name again?
- Uh, Daniel.

Dan. Well, my mom...

I'm gonna... I'm gonna
call you Danny.

- Danny. OK.
- Yeah.

Danny? Why Danny?

'Cause it's cool.

There. Take that.

Yeah, yeah.

Marijuana -
derived from the hemp plant,

it inhibits
and distorts the action

of the brain and nervous system

in a manner somewhat different
from opium.

♪ I heard your name
and I'll never be the same

♪ I love you, yes, I do,
now and forever... ♪

♪ Just the only one for me
I love you, yes, I do

♪ Say you'll love me ever

♪ Please say you'll be
just the only one for me

♪ I love you so
and I'll never let you go

♪ I like to be just
the only one you see

♪ Say that you're mine
and you'll never let me go

♪ Oh, no... ♪

Oh, my God.

♪ I held your hand

♪ And I heard a marching band

♪ Just the thought of our lips

♪ Touching one another

♪ I want you so

♪ I can hardly let you go

♪ Please be mine for a time

♪ Now and forever more. ♪

Yeah, fucking bitch,
cunt, arsehole.

- Get fucked.
- Honestly, fuck you.

Yeah. Fuck you!

She was the biggest fox
in 50 miles.

Most kids I know
would've chopped off a nut

just to touch her hair.

Phil Lambert once stole
a pair of her underwear

from the girls' locker room.

And he has the picture
to prove it.

I mean, like, every boy in town
used to jerk it to her.

I know I did. Still do.

Before he and his prom date

were killed by a drunk driver
on the Mass Pike,

Ricky Worrel
swore on his mother

he saw her naked once.

He said if you rode your bike
past her house

at just the right time,

you could steal a look
in her bedroom window.

He promised everyone she had
a mole on her left tit

which, if true,
would be the closest thing

to an imperfection
ever documented about her.

Too bad he was alone and
no-one could back him up.

That Bazooka Joe

would be the closest
he ever came to kissing her.

He kept that piece of gum
until the day he died.

Others had better luck.

Freshman year in high school,

she was dating a senior,
Kirby Wells.

He was the first kid in town
to get a tattoo.

But when he drowned
that summer in Louis Bay,

she didn't bat an eye.

Or so the story goes.

But Kirby Wells wasn't her
only ex that ended up dead.

By junior year,
she was dating a linebacker

on the Boston College
football team

and he would drive up
from Chestnut Hill

every weekend just to see her.

I play football.

But when she dumped him,
he was so heartbroken

that he quit the team.

And then, when he heard
she had a new boyfriend,

the poor bastard
hung himself by the neck.

It smells like
fucking shit in here.

Can you take me home?

Come on, gorgeous.

Enough with
the hysterics, alright?

You're embarrassing yourself.

Suck a fucking dick, arsehole.

Who's the river rat, huh?

Or you could just stay here.


You want one?


Oh, no. No, thanks.

I have asthma.

That blows.

He looked like a real...

He looked like a real arsehole.

And how would you know that?

He was eating Raisinets.

Food of... of arseholes.

What are you laughing about?

♪ But before you smile

♪ And walk through
the door, darling

♪ I don't wanna cry

♪ I don't wanna cry

♪ No more

♪ No, darling

♪ No more... ♪

♪ I was so serious

♪ But you were having fun

♪ Now, baby, now

♪ I don't wanna cry

♪ I don't wanna cry

♪ No more

♪ No, darling

♪ No more

♪ Welcome to my lips

♪ Welcome to my arms

♪ Oh, welcome

♪ To my, my little heart... ♪

Wanna hear a joke?


You're not gonna laugh
'cause it's not funny.



So this man

walks into a man
with his pet...

This, um...

I'm just gonna start again.

This man walks into a bar
with his pet giraffe.

And the giraffe

just goes to sleep on the floor.

And there's a bartender
in the bar

and he says, "Hey, hey,
what's that lyin' there?

"Can..." You know...

And the guy says,

"That's not a lion.

"That's a giraffe!"

That's my joke.

You're dumb.

What's your name?

Uh, Daniel, but people... me Danny.

Why Danny?

'Cause...'s cool.

I don't really think it's cool

so I'm just gonna
call you Daniel.

- Cool?
- Cool.

Very cool.

Hey, what... what's your name?


♪ I don't wanna cry

♪ I don't wanna cry

♪ No more... ♪

You know, I drove her home
last night in my car.

And, uh, I just...

I can't get her out of my mind.

Her nails were, like,
painted black,

but she chewed 'em down
real low and, uh...

This look she gave me, man.

This fucking look...

I don't even know her name.

What would you say
if I told you

I wanted to start selling weed?

No, don't tell me this
is about fucking pussy.

No, no.

- Nah.
- It's about pussy.

No, no, no.

Wow, I'm, like, really high.

I'm, like, really high.

Where's this chick live?


- Where does this girl live?
- She...

Oh, just, like,
over near the airport.

Oh, fuck.

"Oh, fuck" what?

Did you bang her?

She's got, like, a penis
or something?

She's my sister,
you little shit.

Well, is it cool if I...

Just leave her alone.

- OK.
- "OK"?

- No. No "OK." I'm serious.
- Yeah, no, dude.

- I'm serious.
- Yeah, yeah.

- Leave her the fuck alone.
- Alright. OK, OK.

I'm... Yeah.

Don't tell her I said anything.

She doesn't talk
to me anymore.

Why... why not?

She's gonna get outta here.

She's gonna go on
and live a good life.


OK, alright.

Alright, forget her,
you know.

I still want
a piece of your action.

- Why?
- Look, look.

Cops are all over you, dude.

Nobody know...
nobody knows me.

- You're serious?
- Yeah, I'm...

I'm serious.

Why not?


- Yeah?
- Yeah.


So what's
the standard pricing?

A gram goes for 10 bucks.

We call that a dime bag.

That's what
we smoked at the party.

Exactly. Good,
you're a fast learner.

What's this one?

That's 3.5 grams.
We call it an eight.

It's 30 or 40, depending
on how good the bud is.

Most people
wanna buy those things.

What about this bad boy?

That's a zip. It's an ounce.

So it's 200 bucks,
give or take.

If more people bought these,

my life would be
a lot fucking easier.

Well, we should
sell more of those.

Yes, we should sell
more of these.

But you can't make people
buy what they don't want.

And how can we
make them want it?

You're a smart
little fuck, you know that?

You're too smart
for your own fucking good.

You alright?

And so it began.

Over the next month, they sold

all up and down that town
and five towns over.

And if you were like me, which
means you were getting stoned

in lower Cape Cod that summer,

you were getting it
from Hunter Strawberry

and Daniel Middleton.

You're new
out this way.

- Yes, sir.
- That wasn't a question, pal.

Happens every summer.

And when the air's so heavy
you can't breathe,

the nights turn long
and sleepless

and the stars feel like
they're burning out above you.

The whole world

feels like it's...

..folding in.

When you long
for cooler times... you know what it is

that's gonna tear you apart?

No, sir.

You will soon.

See you further down the road,
Mr Middleton.

that sounds like Calhoun.

- Who?
- Calhoun.

That's his thing,
just putting the fear of God

into anyone that'll
fucking let him.

OK, yeah.
He scared the shit out of me.

He's been on my back

for fuck knows how long
and I'm still here.

Hey, I don't know about you,
I don't wanna end up in Walpole

getting fucking butt-raped
by a skinhead in the showers.

Whoa, whoa,
take it easy, bro!

I had a half pound of weed
in the back of my car

when he pulls me over -
that's insane.

Keep your fucking voice down.
Hey, I'm serious.

Right now, the risk
versus reward is all fucked.

Yo, what do you want?

Can I get you, uh, a beer?

You want an ice-cream,
some sprinkles on it?

No, you don't get
what I'm saying.

If you're starting
to fucking shake already,

then maybe this isn't
the fucking thing for you.

We have a choice,
we have to choose.

You're fucking confusing me.

You want to be the guy
putting gas in those cars

or you want to be the guy
that owns the gas company?

- That's good.
- Yeah.

So what do we have now,
25, maybe 30 customers?

Altogether about
a pound a week, right?

That's good fucking money.

That's great money,
but, look, the problem is

we're dealing dime bags
to teenagers, alright?

We need customers
who buy in bulk.

A month ago, you didn't know how
to use a fucking bong, right?

And now you're trying
to tell me how to flip weed?

Have I disappointed you yet?

Look, the problem
isn't with the demand.

It's with the supply, alright?

By the time it gets to us,
it's already been through

a load of hands, like,
everybody's taking their cut.

We would need to find someone
who can move heavyweight.

All that shit comes
through Portland, anyway.

- Oregon?
- No, Maine.

But that's besides the point.

One of those big-time
motherfuckers is not gonna

want to deal
with two fucking kids.

We'll see.

Look, are you gonna tell me
what the fuck we're doing here?

Or... Like, who
are you looking for?

That big-time motherfucker.

- Alright.
- No, no, hold back.

My cousin said this guy will
talk to me only if I'm alone.

It's cool. Don't worry.

- I'm not worried.
- Yeah. You're not worried.

You're cool,
you're not worried.

I'll be back.



Whoa, whoa, whoa, little man.

You can't just be sneaking up
on people.

Sneaky, sneaky
like a little snake, huh?


I heard you had...
I heard you had weed.

Yeah, there's pussy
everywhere, huh?

No... Like, I...

I heard you sold weed.

Come here.

- Who are you?
- Uh, I'm Taylor, Daniel's...

Taylor's cousin Daniel.

- You a narc?
- Uh, what?

- A narc.
- A narc?

Taylor didn't tell you
I was coming?

No, Taylor didn't tell me
you were coming.

- You're not a narc, huh?
- No.

didn't tell you I was coming?

- You cool?
- Yeah, I'm cool.

Cool. OK.

You wanna party, huh?

- Huh? Wanna party?
- Alright.

Well, I really
want to buy some weed.

I heard you had weed.
Like, a lot.

- Like, as much as you can get.
- Oh, really?

- Pounds, you know?
- Pounds?

- Mmm-hmm.
- Tons?


I'm a little high,
so let me get this, uh...

You come to my place.

I don't know who you are,
little snaky.

You don't know who I am.

And you ask me
to sell you pounds of drugs?

Let me tell you something.

I look like a jungle monkey
from Dorchester to you, huh?

- You know, I'll just...
- No, no, no, no.

- Whoa!
- See this?

You tell your little slippery
Jew fucking cousin...

No, no, no, no...


Let's go.

The next time he saw her
was a Wednesday.

Earlier that day, Gary Pinkus,
the diabetic kid,

collapsed and nearly drowned
at the pool

after trying Nutella
for the first time.

It was also the same day
Terminator 2 came out.

I don't think any
of those events were related.

But I can't be sure.

- Daniel?
- What? Hi.

What, uh...
What happened here?

Oh, just a fight. I don't know.

- Naughty.
- Yeah.

I'm guessing
I should see the other guy.



It's an expression.

So how long have you
been following me for?

What, following you?

I haven't been following you.

Can you smell my sunscreen?

Yes. Coconuts.

- Good.
- Yes.

I'm looking for Epsom salt.


Have you ever thrown
Epsom salt on a slug before?

No. What's it do?

It's pretty cool.

But I can't find any.



Oh, fuck me.

Well, I gotta split.

You gonna go to the fireworks
on Thursday?


Maybe. OK.

Maybe we'll share
another lollipop?

Keep dreaming.


- What?
- Come here.

- What?
- Come here.

- I...
- Come here. Come here.

It's cool.

If I were here to hurt you,

you'd be hurt.

- You understand?
- Yeah.

I have something you want.

Something, uh,
you've been looking for, huh?

- OK. Hey, I'm not...
- Get in.

- I'm not into any of...
- I'm not asking.

I've been watching you.

Longer than you'd be
comfortable with knowing.

You've got reach,
I've seen that.

You're, uh, smart, careful.

But not careful enough.

That kid whose head
you split open,

he shits into a bag now,
but he's alive.

You're lucky, however
you caught my attention,

which means before long,

you'll catch the wrong kind
of attention.

Look, I don't know how close
you've been watching, bro,

but I've been around the block
a few times

so I know that the cops out here

ain't worth spit in a bucket.

I'm not talking about cops,


You know what your problem is?

Got a feeling
you're about to tell me.

You're selling dime bags
to tourists.

You're sitting
at the penny slots

trying to take down the house.

Yeah, well, it's doing
just fine for me so far.

Alright. I'll tell you what.

If all you're looking
to do is, uh... scratch together
enough cash

to buy the Traci Lords'
video cassettes,

I'll settle this tab right here.

We part ways. No love lost.

Something tells me
you're looking to do more

than blow your itty-bitty loads
into your tube socks.

Amen to that.

Amen to that.

All the running around,
all the, uh,


Keep it up.
It'll end one of two ways.

Either you'll be in Walpole

getting raped by a skinhead
in the showers or...

That is exactly what I said.

Which, I can assure you,
is not pleasant.

Or the homeboys
from Jamaica Plains

are gonna come out here
and take all your...

You've made your fucking point.


Oh! Thank you, ma'am. Hello.

Yes, yes, yes.

Your job is to find people

who are looking to buy in bulk.

And what's your job?


- What's your fucking job?
- Ah.

The man I work for

who, sure as the sky is blue,
you will never meet,

will provide you with as much
product as you can handle.

My job is to make sure
you pay us back on time.

What does your boyfriend do?

My boyfriend here, he drives.

He also occasionally
hurts people,

but that's another story.

How do we know this isn't

some sort of, like,
sting operation?

How do we know
you're not cops?

That's a good question.
A very good question.

Cops can't do that. Sit down.


Um... Sit down?

What happens from here on... something
of a trial period.

We front you some weight,

you have till Thursday...

..and not a second more,

to flip it
and pay us back the principal.

Whatever you make over that,
that's yours to keep.

- That's two days.
- Mmm-hmm.

- That's a shit fucking deal.
- How much are we talkin' about?

Two pounds. Good shit.

Better than anything
around here.

It'll sell like, um...

Like cold cherry ice
on a hot summer night.

How about five pounds?

Think you can handle five?

That shouldn't be a problem.

But what if something happens?

What if we... What if
we're late? What then?

You've seen the movies.

Five pounds? Are you out
of your fucking mind?

Now we're caught up
with those cocksuckers.

They're exactly
what you said we needed.

Five pounds.

- That was fucking dumb.
- I have a plan.

What is your fucking plan?

Trust me.

- What if it doesn't work?
- It has to.

Now give me
one of them cigarettes.

♪ Take me across the water

♪ 'Cause I need
some place to hide... ♪

Daniel Middleton
had this crazy cousin

who lived down in Quincy.

He was sent away
at 10 years old

after lighting a squirrel
on fire during a family cookout.

When he was a kid,
his drunk daddy

crashed the car
into a Chinese restaurant

and he was the only survivor.

And after that, he called
himself the "Lucky Jew."

But several years later,

somewhere outside
Sioux Falls, South Dakota...

..that luck ran out.

But for a while, life was good.

He knew every crook,
junkie, tweaker,

doper, gambler, hustler
and low life in South Boston.

If anyone could get rid of
five pounds of pot overnight,

it was him.


God damn, boy!
You grew up fast!

Wait. Why were you running?
Why were you running?

You were running.
Why the fuck were you running?

- I have no idea!
- Go!

- Wait. Did you get it?
- Go!

Did you get it?


It was the biggest gamble
Daniel Middleton had ever taken.

And he won.

- Just let me do the talking, OK?
- Yep.

Shut your mouth.

Guess who did a good job?

- Who?
- You did, fuck-up.

I got Wellfleet,

most of Falmouth,
half of New Bedford,

my cousin down in Quincy,
my guy up in Marblehead.

If we can get Framingham,

That's 15 pounds a week.

Holy shit.

- Fuck! Fuck!
- Fuck!

- Daniel?
- Yeah, I... Just...

Alright, just tell her
I'll call her back!

Take it for a spin?

They want more.

They want more.

They want more. Ha-ha!

They want more.

So who's coming to the beach
house this weekend? Yeah?

Oh, sounds like
a fucking blast.

Hey, I'm gonna go

grab some more beer
out the Beemer.

You ladies have any requests?

- Something strong.
- Oh, yeah?

He's fuckin' wicked hot, Kay.

Not to mention, like,
rich as effing God.

He's fine.

You always do this.

You wouldn't know
Prince Charming

if he came in your mouth.

That's gross.

What is this creature doing?


Hey yourself.

I was hoping you'd show up.

Guess who got lucky.

I brought you something.

I gave it a shot.

It's fucked up.

But you're right,

it is awesome.

Well, don't kill 'em
all at once.

It's too late for that.

I'm hooked.

♪ Ground control to Major Tom

♪ Ground control to Major Tom

♪ Take your protein pills
and put your helmet... ♪

I think my tampon just
crawled up into my stomach.

So who let
the clodhopper out of his shed?

Right? What?

♪ Eight, seven, six

♪ Commencing countdown
Engines on

♪ Four, three, two

♪ Check ignition

♪ And may God's love
be with you... ♪

Hey, whoa, shit
swallower, take a step back.

♪ This is Ground Control
to Major Tom

♪ You've really made the grade

♪ And the papers want to know

♪ Whose shirts you wear

♪ Now it's time
to leave the capsule

♪ If you dare... ♪

- Seriously?
- Yeah, I know.

He's like
a really cute older man.

I don't...
I don't see it.

He's married.

OK. Well, I'm not married.

- What are you, a homewrecker?
- Mmm-hmm.

- Um... Not yet.
- Ew!

Speaking of
home-wrecking, though,

did you guys hear
some random summer bird

kissed McKayla Strawberry
at the fireworks last night?

Oh, my gosh, she is so pretty.

She's a whore.

I thought she was with
that rich kid from Connecticut.


Oh, my gosh, Amy, he's, like,
so staring at you right now.

- He is such a fox.
- Ew!

♪ Walkin' in the sand

♪ Remember
Walkin' hand in hand

♪ Remember
The night was so exciting

♪ Remember
His smile was so inviting

♪ Remember... ♪

- Um... No.
- No.

I'd let him take a bite.


♪ Softly, softly

♪ We'd meet with our lips

♪ Ahh
Whatever happened to

♪ The boy that I once knew

♪ The boy who said

♪ He'd be true?

♪ Oh, what happened to

♪ The life I gave to you?

♪ What will I do

♪ With it now? ♪

I have a boyfriend.

Nah, no, you don't.

If you don't stop being
so frickin' cute,

you will soon.

You don't know
the first thing about me.

I know you like ketchup.

♪ Softly, we'd meet
with our lips... ♪

Hey! Hey!

Yeah, I gotta pee.

Yo, hold on.

Nah, it's really bad.

This is the best fucking part!


Fucking pussy.


Hi... everyone.

Just getting
some Gummy Bears and...

- Who do you think you are?
- ..sour peach rings.

- I'm sorry. What?
- Seriously.

Who the fuck
do you think you are?

You think you can just
walk around and kiss girls

on the mouth
in front of their boyfriends?

On the mouth. In front
of their boyfriends.

You're lucky
all he did was punch you.

So lucky.

Um, listen.

I'm sorry?

- No, you're not.
- No, you're not.

Listen, I...

..I really have to pee.

You pencil-dick,
rat-faced little fuck.

Why are you
still standing here?

Fuck off.

Sour peach rings,
you stupid fucking...

Sour peach rings,
you stupid fucking...

Sour peach rings,
you stupid...

♪ When you get out

♪ Of the hospital

♪ Let me back
into your life... ♪

♪ I can't stand what you do

♪ I'm in love with your eyes

♪ And when you get out

♪ Of the dating bar

♪ I'll be here

♪ To get back into your life

♪ I can't stand what you do

♪ I'm in love with your eyes

♪ Oh, I can't stand what you do

♪ Sometimes I can't stand you

♪ And it makes me think about me

♪ That I'm involved with you

♪ But I'm in love
with this power

♪ That shows through
in your eyes... ♪

♪ I go to bakeries

♪ All day long

♪ There's a lack of sweetness
in my life

♪ And there is pain inside

♪ You can see it in my eyes

♪ Oh, there is pain inside... ♪

Please? Come on.

- Please?
- No, I...

No, it's gonna be so good.

You can't give me
the puppy-dog face like that.

- Whatever. Just get in.
- No, that's the worst.

Just get in!

♪ You live in

♪ Modern apartments

♪ Well, I even got scared... ♪

Ohh! Too much.

♪ There were tears in my eyes

♪ Well, now these streets

♪ We all know

♪ They help us cry
when we're alone

♪ Late at night... ♪

I'm gonna be sick.

Ooh! Can we get one of those?

- One of what?
- One of these.

Hey, hey.

Hey, Hunter.

Look at me.

I know something better.

♪ Your world

♪ It is beautiful

♪ I'll take the subway

♪ To your suburb sometime

♪ I'll seek out the things

♪ That must have been magic

♪ To your little girl mind

♪ Now, as a little girl

♪ You must have been magic

♪ But I'm in love
with your eyes. ♪

Yeah, I know she
looks like she's straitlaced,

like she's so nice that...

Thank you, Julia.

I swear, you and Amy

are, like, the only
two people in my life

who really take me
for who I am, you know?

- Yeah.
- Don't lie to me.

Don't play me for a fool.

- Is that so much to ask?
- Yeah.

You were at the fireworks
the other night, right?

I hear some summer bird walks
right up to my baby sister,

kisses her on the mouth.

Hunter, I'm...

I don't know
who this kid is,

but I swear to God,
I'm gonna find him.

And when I do,
I'm gonna make sure

that he can't touch
my sister ever again.

Touch any girl ever again.

What do you mean?

Oh, shit!

- I almost had you.
- Fuck you!

Oh, you are such
a gullible motherfucker.

I love how it gets
after a storm.

The air gets real light.

The sky's super clear.

Like I could just float away.


Or maybe I'm just super high.

You know, I could get...

Like, more, like...

..a bunch more.

You're not caught up
in anything shady, right?


Shady stuff?

What does that even...
You think I would...

- I'm not.
- You better not be.

You know anything
about my brother?


I've heard of him.

Anything else?

No, not really.

We don't talk anymore.

We haven't for a long time.

It was when my mom
got really sick.

My brother was...

..fucking up.

Selling drugs.


And he got kicked out of school.

My mom asked him to stop.

She said it would mean
the world to her.

But he didn't.

And then she died.

He leaves money and...

I could never use it.

I just couldn't.

I'm sorry.

So, how will you
be settling the bill tonight?

Just cash.

- Hey.
- Whoa!

- What the fuck, man?
- Dude, we got it.

Right, 75?

- 100?
- More.

What? What, what, what? 150?

Open your fucking mouth, man.
How much?

- 250.
- Fuck you.


- Fuck you.
- Fuck you, dude.

- Fuck you, man!
- Fuck you, dude.

- OK.
- Alright. Go.

♪ My baby's gone and left me

♪ My baby's gone away... ♪

♪ And she left me to stay

♪ Oh, oh, oh
I know my baby's gone

♪ I still remember the day

♪ The day she went away

♪ That was the day

♪ That she left me to stay

♪ Oh, oh, oh... ♪

Hey, Daddy.

You been in here all night?

Yeah. Where else would I be?

Well, we might turn in.

You know we got church
in the morning.

OK, Daddy.


Goodnight, sweetheart.

- Fuck you.
- No, no.

What about you?

If you could be anything.

I don't know. It's stupid.

No, it's just fantasy.
It doesn't matter.

That's what I'm worried about.


♪ Golden boats
float down a

♪ River of sighs

♪ Rain on the street
is falling... ♪

♪ Tears in my eyes... ♪

Come on!

♪ Wings of an angel open... ♪


♪ In the dark sky... ♪

♪ Rain on my face is falling

♪ When Billy cries

♪ When Billy cries

♪ Wind in the trees
is blowing... ♪

I have... I've never...


Me neither.


- Fuck you.
- No.




I thought you said
you were good at this.

I'm destroying you.

Pressing your yellow?
That's a rookie move.

- Shut the fuck up.
- Hadouken! Hadouken!

You put in codes.
That's not fair!

I didn't put
in cheat codes. Ohh, ohh!

- You lose.
- Hey, you...

Hey, get more coins.
Hurry. Hurry.

- You have money?
- Yes.

Danny boy.

What are you doing here?

On your own,
you fucking loser?

You alright?

What are you...

Is this, uh...

- Amy, Danny. Danny, Amy.
- Hi.

- She's fucking cute, isn't she?
- Jeez.


- I can say that.
- Stop. No.

You're so fucking cute,

I'm gonna punch you
in the face, alright?

You two know each other?


No, we haven't met.

Yeah, there's, uh...

There was one time
I gave you a ride home,

but, uh...

You don't remember probably.

Since when do you
go to the arcade?

I don't. Okie forgot to give me
a ride so I had to get, uh...

..quarters to call her.

Dad OK?

You're getting the mail, right?

I'm gonna walk home.

It was nice meeting you.

- Hey. It'll be OK.
- No. I'm cool, I'm cool.

How do you know my brother?

I don't really. Just...

Met him at a party once.

He's gonna kill you.

We are on weather watch,

continuing to track
the severe storm

which is going to have
major implications

for multiple counties.

The National Weather Service
has informed us

that this storm
will likely be upgraded

to a category 4.

That means
you need to stand by

on further instructions.

Whether there will be
mandatory evacuations...

Daddy, you scared me.

Of all the boys in this town.

It's a warm night, isn't it?

This is private property,
you know.

I could call the cops.


Why don't you and me
go for a ride?

Why don't you fuck off?

Let me show you something.

I'll be in the car.

This is very romantic but what
the fuck are we doing here?

You know, you remind me of...

There was a boy
a few years back.

Kyle Tate, right? Yeah,
I know all of the stories.

I look like someone
who wants to spend

the next 20 years
rotting away up in Walpole?

I'm not gonna go out
like that.

Not like that.

You ever thought about
just giving it up?

Yeah, sure. And do... do what?

Go to college? Get a job maybe?

I don't think
the meatloaf dinners

and a white picket fence

are in the cards for me.

Well, how do you imagine
this is gonna end?

Look, if you were
gonna get me... would've got me already.

When I was a little kid,

I used to catch them
in those glass jars.

It always reminded me
of how planes look

when they're way up in the sky.

Why'd you stop?

Kept dying.

It got depressing.

I think you should start
collecting the fireflies again.

You can't hold on to everything.

I think some things you can.

Then I hope you're good
at being hurt.

Alright. So what?

So last time I checked,
it wasn't illegal

for your old man
to be a fucking... fuck-up.

It's a little hard to tell now,

but half a lifetime ago,

your dad was the coolest thing
in 100 miles.

Yeah, the kind of guy

who could break a girl's heart
just walking into a room.

Jimmy Strawberry.

Yeah, see, we was thick
as thieves, me and him.

We, uh... in some trouble.

They were good times.

You know, part of me
likes to believe...

..that it was him who saved me.

That he knew who he was

and he knew
where his life was headed.

And he didn't want
that life for me.

The choices that we make...

..ain't always about us.

I've never
really said this before.


But I think I might...

Whatever it is
that you want to say...


And if you still wanna tell me
when summer's over...

..tell me then.

♪ I still love you

♪ Just like I did before... ♪

♪ And walk through
the door, darling

♪ I don't wanna cry

♪ I don't wanna cry

♪ No more, no, darling... ♪

You hear what I said?

There's this guy
up in Portland,

he's got good stuff,
good prices.

He wants to meet us.

What does... what does
Dex think about this?

Dex doesn't know.

- What?
- Dex doesn't know.

But, you know, I can imagine
that it's gonna be fine.

Alright. Alright, am I missing
something here?

We got the best weed hook-up
in the whole of the north-east.

And you want to
fuck it up, for what?

This guy...

He's not selling weed.


So you think you're
a cocaine dealer now.

This is gonna be more money

than either of us
have ever seen.

Is that... is that really
what this is all about?

What else would it be about?

You don't think
any of this shit through.

You don't, man, do you?


All I'm saying is how long are
you gonna be Dex's errand boy?

We're not the only
guys he sells to.

Why should he be the only guy
we're allowed to buy from?

'Cause that's just how
this shit works, Danny.

- That's how it's always worked.
- Oh, man.

I don't have to
explain that shit...

OK, if we never up-ended
how things worked,

we'd be on that corner right
there selling nickle bags

and dime bags to summer birds
and teenagers.

If Dex finds out, and he
will find out... Look at me.


..come running to me.

That stuff that
people say about you...

..any of that true?

Hey, who was that?

Stop, wait. Will you...
will you just talk to me?

McKayla, please.

I'm sorry about Mom, OK?

I know that I hurt her.

I don't expect you
to forgive me.

I don't expect it. I'm...

I'm just...
I'm trying to be good.

I'm trying really fucking hard.

Alright? I need...

- I can't do this on my own.
- Stop selling drugs.

You know it's not
that simple for...

How else am I supposed to...

OK. Alright.

It's all that she wanted.

Providence, you're going to have

an extreme potential
storm surge

that could be

Why haven't you started?

More information
on this storm for you now.

The winds are
105 miles per hour...

What the hell is this?

What's going on?

I'm gonna ask you something

and I want you
to be straight with me.

Have you been seeing her?


- What the hell is this?
- It's mine! Let go!

Wait, tough girl!
Where you going?

Where you going?

That shit I said before about
not wanting you to go near her,

I don't fucking care anymore.

Just tell me the truth.

I said no.

You cool, dude?

You fucking arseholes.


Hey! Wait! Wait!

Wait! Wait!

Hey, hey. Come in.

You want some coffee?
Huh? Hey, sit down.

Hey, you don't want coffee.
You're young.

When you're young and you're
free, you don't drink coffee.

Guy spends his whole life
being good to people,

trying to make them happy,
and he gets what?

A whoring wife and kids
who hate him.

Is that fair? Nothing's fair.

It's not supposed to be.

Where is the order?
There isn't any order.

Stop fucking looking for it.

You think my rotten wife cared

when she took a big,
giant shit on my life

and stole all my money

and told my kids
that I was a drunk?

I'll tell you. She did not.

Have I had pain in my life?

More than you
will ever know, brother.


Be happy, they say.

Life is too short, they say.

Be happy. What is happy?

What does that look like?

A new car? Maybe.

A hot wife?

Big dick?

What am I trying to say?

I don't know.

I think life
will be good to you.

- Is that the money in there?
- Yes.


- All of it?
- Yes.

Hand it to Chester, please.

To new friendships.

To new business.

Daisy, sweetheart.
Play something celebratory.

Oh, I love this one.

Take it.

I'm probably...
Probably gonna leave soon.

Take it.

Good shit, huh?

It's fucking great.

Come on. Hit me.

Come on. Do it. Hit me.

I really don't want to do that.

Come on. Look, look.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Hit me in the face. Come on.

Hit me in the face.

Come on, you, hit me.

It's... It's...

It's baby formula.

What? What is?

That. It's not cocaine.
It's baby formula.

Daisy, Daisy.





I'm gonna take your money, OK?

I'm gonna take your money

because you're stupid

and you're weak

and because I can.

Lift your head up.
Come on, look at me.

I know who you are.
And I know who you work for.

He doesn't know you're here
today doing this, does he?

Dex know you're here today
doing this? Huh?

When he finds out what you've
done here, it won't be good.

Now, if I were you,

I would go someplace
very far away.

And I would do so very quickly.

Hey, Dex.

You broke my heart.

At roughly
4:15 Eastern Time,

Hurricane Bob made landfall
on the Massachusetts coast.

It was a Monday
and it was 74 degrees.

It moved on
to areas like Block Island

about 1:30 this afternoon,
with 125 mile per hour winds.

Falmouth, Massachusetts
reported 94 mile per hour winds.

Governor Weld has now issued

a state of emergency throughout
eastern Massachusetts.

You know
how this has to end now.

Got you.

I wish it could've
been different.

Hey! Hunter!


Hey, hey, whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I didn't know how to tell you
about me and her, alright?

I wanted to. I just couldn't!

Now I fucked up!

Alright, I fucked up really bad!

I'll count to three.

Hunter, listen to me!

Dex is coming to kill me!

He's coming
to fucking kill me!



Alright, fuck you!
Fucking kill me!

Fuck you!

Run away

and never come back.

I just want to
say goodbye to her.

Then I'll leave, alright?

Just go.

Where is your boy?

Where is your boy?

I don't know.

Now is not the time to be proud.

Tell me where your boy is.

He didn't show.

What happened to you, kid?

You could've
really been something.

Like you?

You knew how it would
all end, didn't you?

Your whole life.

Fuck you.


Owen Shepherd's house
was swept out to sea.

And Kelly Fine's dog
died in the flood.

I didn't have electricity back
until Halloween.

And the drive-in theatre,

which had been around since
my grandma was a little girl,

was blown to the ground.

D o you
intend on ever having

a cottage on the shore again?

Oh, we're hoping to rebuild.

they say it was more than

a billion dollars in damage.

Hunter Strawberry's body
was found on August 20, 1991.

He died young
and left a pretty corpse,

becoming what everyone always
expected him to become.

In the end, only four people
attended his funeral.

His first-grade teacher
Miss Wolcott,

little Pat Shaughnessy from
the fish market on South Street,

Amy, and Sergeant
Frank Calhoun.



For a while,
there was a rumour going around

that Calhoun paid
for the funeral

and that at one point, his eyes
even watered up a little.

But nobody knows if that's true.

I can't swear to it,

but I'd like to think
that it was in this moment

that Daniel Middleton knew

his time in this town
had finally come to an end.

And he knew
if he loved the girl...

..the best thing
was to leave her be.

Some say he ended up
in Wyoming or Nevada,

in some forgotten little town
on the edge of the desert.

Others will tell you
he's in a big city somewhere,

lost in the crowds.

Either way,
he was never seen again.

To this day,

I can't tell you why
I looked out that window.

But when I saw her
standing there,

somehow I knew neither of us
would ever be the same.

I'm the last person in town
to see her alive

and I don't know how
I feel about that.

I really don't.

When she left town,

she killed the dreams of every
boy whoever knew who she was.

Even if they were little dreams,

like catching a whiff
of her perfume...

..or tasting a piece
of her gum...

..or even, maybe one day,

that she would know our names.

She was last seen in a diner
outside Peoria, Illinois,

and headed west.

I wonder if she got there OK...

..wherever she was going.

And I wonder where she is now
and how she's doing.

I guess I'll always wonder.

♪ True love will find you

♪ In the end

♪ You'll find out just who was

♪ Your friend

♪ Don't be sad

♪ I know you will

♪ But don't give up until

♪ True love will find you

♪ In the end

♪ This is a promise with a catch

♪ Only if you're looking

♪ Can it find you

♪ 'Cause true love

♪ Is searching too

♪ But how can it recognise you

♪ Unless you step out

♪ Into the light

♪ The light, the light,
the light

♪ Don't be sad,
I know you will

♪ But don't give up until

♪ True love will find you
in the end

♪ Don't be sad,
I know you will

♪ But don't give up until

♪ True love finds you in the end

♪ True love will find you
in the end

♪ True love will always find you

♪ True love will find you
in the end. ♪