I Put a Hit on You (2014) - full transcript
A brokenhearted woman teams up with her ex-boyfriend to try and stop the hitman she accidentally hired to kill him.
Hi.
Umm, I have a reservation
tonight for Harper.
Yep, for two.
I was just looking at your
menu-- Looks great, by the way.
But, are those
all the desserts you offer?
Sure, yeah, I--
I can hold for a second.
Hello.
Hey. I'm just looking for
my, -.
There she is. Thanks.
I'm so sorry.
Hi.
Hey.
What happened to your knee?
It's nothing.
I just twisted it at practice.
Well, do you want me
to get you some ice?
No, it's fine.
Are you sure?
You're wearing a bandage.
It's good.
What if it's sprained? Or, shit,
what if you tore your ACL?
Because my friend
tore that playing
water polo or something.
And it was--
No, it's fine.
Like, it took months.
It's okay.
I'm-- I'm really good.
It's okay.
Why don't you sit down?
All right.
Okay.
So, this place got
a lot of great reviews.
Yeah, it,
seems really cool.
Hey, order whatever you want.
Dinner's on me.
You don't have to do that.
I know. I want to.
Wait. Did you--
you get another promotion?
No.
I just thought
we deserved a night out.
What?
Nothing.
You seem a little off.
It's just a long day.
Are you sure?
I don't know.
I guess, umm,
I guess I just still feel
a little weird about last week.
That was just--
That was just a stupid fight.
Don't worry about it.
You were really upset.
Yeah, I know.
I shouldn't have
gone off on you.
I don't want that
to be a thing we do.
Fight?
Not be nice to each other.
Me neither.
So, let's just have
a great night, okay?
Okay.
Okay.
I'm going to get you some ice.
Wait.
You look really great
in that dress.
Shoes are a bit much, right?
They're not enough.
What?
No, I like them. I like them.
I don't know why I said that.
I really don't.
Okay, I'll be right back.
Is it okay?
Yeah, it's really good.
I just don't love olives.
But you love tartar sauce.
No, they're capers.
I didn't know that.
Shit, I love olives.
I do know that. Help yourself.
Fucking eat all of them.
Hey, you didn't tell me
why you were late.
Right. I-- I found a gun
in Finny's locker.
Jesus!
That's kind of scary.
Well, it's just a Luger but--
What's a Luger?
A Luger, it's, umm,
it's like a old pistol
that the Germans used
in the World Wars.
Yeah, that's still a gun.
Yeah, it was from, like, 1920,
didn't have any bullets
and probably
didn't even work, so--
So, he wasn't
planning, like, a--
No, no, God, no.
He's far from being a killer.
He's just, you know, trying to
show off to his buddies.
God, where'd he get it?
Well, that's the fucked up part.
He got it on the internet,
traded some dude for
an old video game.
You can do that?
Yeah, you can do anything
on the internet.
That's weird.
Well, you've heard about
the paper clip guy, right?
No.
Yeah, there was this guy,
he traded a paper clip for
a pen, a pen for a doorknob.
I think it was a doorknob
for a gas stove and then--
I don't know, something for
a day with Alice Cooper.
I can't remember, so on, so on.
And he finally got a house.
"A house"?
Well, it was a two-storey
farmhouse in Saskatchewan.
But, still, I mean, it's his.
It's a house.
Wow. I still haven't
mastered emailing.
I know.
I'm having a really nice time.
Yeah, me too.
Is everything all right?
Yeah, it was perfect.
Thanks, it's great.
Dessert?
Love some, thanks.
I'm going to go to the bathroom.
Where you going?
I was just going to
go to the washroom.
Can you--
Umm, can you just--
Can you just wait a second?
Sure.
Just--
something I need to say.
Okay.
Umm--
Being-- being with you
these past 2
has been really incredible.
And I don't know how else
to say this, so...
I want to spend the rest
of my life with you, Ray.
Will you make
an honest woman out of me?
What are you doing?
Proposing.
To yourself?
Well, on your behalf.
Are you going to
answer the question?
No.
Hi.
Yeah, yes, very well,
it went very well.
Yeah, yeah, super excited.
So, hey, listen.
We're here.
So, yeah, can I call you back
tomorrow with the details?
He says hi back.
Yeah, hey,
don't tell Mom and Dad yet.
Yeah, love you too.
Damn.
Hello?
Who is this?
What? What are you--
What are you talking about?
Hello? Hello?
Who is it?
God.
My God.
God.
Shit.
Shit.
Come on, come on, come on,
come on, pick up your phone.
Hey, you need to call me back,
okay? Right away.
Okay.
Come on.
Thank fuck.
What's wrong?
We need to go.
What?
Where's the suitcase I got you?
The blue one for Cuba,
where is it?
Are you drunk?
A little.
Just-- Will you slow down
and just take a breath?
Harper, just take a breath.
I'm actually glad
that you're here.
I need to tell you something.
We need to talk about
what happened tonight.
This might not be the best time.
No, I just--
I need to get this out.
I-- You--
Well, you caught me off guard.
And I handled
the situation poorly.
But what I should have
said to you--
Ray!
I put a hit on you.
What?
You put a hit on me?
I think so.
As in you hired a hitman?
It was an accident.
How?
You remember that paperclip guy
we were talking about?
Yes.
I was looking at
some of those postings.
And, seriously,
people were trading gift cards
for mortgages,
like, fish fertilizer
for picture frames
and empty perfume bottles.
Yeah, no, I know how it works.
Right. I never thought
anything would happen.
I mean, you're the one
who told me about this.
You're saying this is my fault?
Well, no, but you can understand
how this might have happened.
No, no, I can't understand
how this might have happened.
What did-- What did it say?
What did what say?
Your posting, your message,
what did you write?
I don't-- I don't remember.
I deleted it.
A rough account?
I don't know, something like
"I'll trade you
my engagement ring
if you kill my ex-boyfriend."
Jesus,
that's pretty to the point.
Yeah.
Can I have one of those, please?
Promise you won't get mad.
No.
Somebody replied.
Who replied?
Some guy.
What guy?
I don't know, just some guy.
Yeah, so, you're being trolled.
I don't know what that means.
That means that
some random, lonely asshole
is messing with you
for their own amusement.
Who would do that?
Millions of people
behind a computer screen.
So, we're okay.
Yeah, that email could have been
sent from anywhere in the world.
Somebody's just
messing with you.
And, as always,
you're overreacting.
He didn't send me an email.
What do you mean?
You gave him your phone number?
I know. It was stupid. I just--
What the fuck
were you thinking, Harper?
I wasn't thinking, okay?
Look, you basically broke up
with me after I proposed to you.
So, yeah, I was upset too.
I reacted.
And it was just supposed to be
a stress release,
you know, like when you write
a horrible email.
But you don't send it.
But you do it because
it makes you feel better.
I didn't think
anybody would see it.
It's the internet.
What did he say?
What did you say?
I don't remember.
I had a lot to drink.
You know how I get.
Come on, Harper,
just think, okay?
Fuck.
Umm, he said something like
he saw the posting
and he would do it.
Okay, old or young?
I don't know,
somewhere in between.
All he said after that was
something about a clip.
What, is that bad?
What did he say about the clip?
He--
He said it falls before sunrise.
The clip falls before sunrise.
And we'll make the trade after.
Can we just get out of here,
please?
I am creeped the fuck out--
Quiet, quiet.
I need to think.
Did he call from
a blocked number?
I don't know.
Check your recent calls.
No, it's a real number.
Great, then call him back.
I don't want to call him back.
Well, what should I say?
I don't know,
"Hi, forget about that
insane conversation we had."
Okay.
Make it up.
Don't yell at me.
I'm not yelling.
Well, you're making me nervous.
Just--
What's that sound?
It's like--
like a modem or something?
So, it's not even a real phone.
I don't know, could be, like,
a fax phone.
What? Who uses those anymore?
Let me see.
What happened?
Same thing.
What are you doing?
I'm calling the operator.
Why?
Hello, operator, hi.
Umm, I'm trying to find out
who a number belongs to.
Even if they've been
harassing me?
No, no, it's not serious.
It's just--
Yeah, okay, no, I--
I understand.
But this is just
really important.
Hey, just tell her that
it's a life-or-death situation.
Umm, what's your name, miss?
Janice,
that's my mother's name.
I'm Ray.
I'll tell you what, Janice,
can we maybe meet in the middle?
I'll give you the number.
And if you see
anything suspicious,
you just let me know.
And if not, then I will,
I'll just--
I'll let you get back to it.
Please.
I appreciate that so much.
I'm just going to put you
on speakerphone, okay?
Janice, are you there?
Yes.
Okay, the number is
455, 8769.
Janice?
Yes, that number
appears to be a payphone.
Bollocks.
What is it?
Nobody good uses
a fucking payphone.
Well, it could be
anywhere though.
Janice, do you know
where that phone is?
That information
is confidential, Ray.
Please, I'm not going to
tell anyone, okay?
Just, please,
this is really important.
1st and Baker.
That's four blocks away.
Thank you, Janice.
Is there anything else
I can help--
Now can we go?
Maybe we could go to
your parents' house.
That's weird.
Okay, then we can stay
at a motel.
No.
Well, all right, where do you
think we should go?
We are not going anywhere.
You don't want me to come?
I don't know, Harper.
I'm a little fucking confused
about my feelings
for you right now.
I didn't tell him
where you live.
No, you didn't need to.
I mean, the guy, he could have
done a reverse lookup
on your-- on your number,
found out your name,
seen that we were
in a relationship,
then found my address.
I mean, the dumbest kids in my
class could have figured that--
Okay, I'm sorry.
Why did you even propose?
Don't act like we haven't
talked about marriage before.
No, we talked about
talking about marriage.
We don't even live together.
That's on you.
Yeah, because I didn't know
if I was ready
for that level of commitment.
I mean, if you'd just been
a little bit patient--
"Patient"? If I waited
for you to do it, I'd be 90.
I'm going to spend the night
at Ben's, just as a precaution.
Fine.
You should do the same.
What do you mean?
Well, you can't go home.
Why not?
'Cause it's not safe.
I thought you said that
this was just a precaution.
It is.
Well, where am I supposed to go?
I don't know, anywhere.
Go to Lenae's.
Will you call me?
I don't know.
Wait. Wait.
What?
Let's take the back exit.
We never take the back exit.
I know.
That's fucking weird.
What's weird?
No, no, no, wait. Wait.
Just back up slowly.
You're freaking me out.
What time did you place that ad?
I'm not sure. I-- I passed out.
45 minutes ago? An hour?
A couple hours ago?
A couple hours, I guess.
Bollocks.
What?
I saw that same van parked
out front of my apartment
45 minutes ago,
just sitting there.
What were you doing outside?
I was just getting some air.
It's the middle of the night.
So?
So, that just seems
kind of out of character.
Yeah, so does hiring a hitman.
Okay, got it.
I didn't think anything about
it. But what if that's the guy?
Like he's been watching you?
Maybe, yeah.
My God.
Let's just get out of here.
No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.
Why not?
Because that's exactly
what he wants.
Maybe he knows about my knee.
Your knee?
I don't know. Trust me.
We're just safer inside.
Okay, maybe if-- if we got
the license plate number,
we could report
a suspicious vehicle.
Good thinking. Watch my back.
Do you think he saw you?
Yes.
Come on, come on.
The door's unlocked.
I thought you locked it.
So did I.
Do you think it's him?
There's no way
that he could have
beaten us here
from the van unless--
Unless what?
Unless he's not working alone.
What?
Stay here.
No. No.
Fine then, just stay close.
Okay.
Be cool.
Harper? Harper!
Whoa!
Come on,
we need to secure this place.
If you see or hear
anyone coming, just say
something, like,
"Good morning, sweetheart."
What does that mean?
You okay?
Fuck, that's hot.
It's a code that means
that someone's coming.
It could come in handy.
Okay.
What if somebody steps on that?
Right.
Little help? What are you doing?
I'm calling the cops.
You can't call the cops.
Why not?
Because you'll be charged with
attempted manslaughter.
It was an accident.
You'll go to jail.
It's that simple.
No, you don't know that.
I minored in Law.
You took one course.
How many'd you take?
None.
But if OJ and fucking
Matthew Broderick can get away
with killing people--
Matthew Broderick
never killed anyone.
No, not on purpose.
But he was in a car crash in
Ireland that killed two people.
When?
I don't know, the '80s.
He was with Jennifer Grey.
From Dirty Dancing.
Yes.
Point is he was charged, like,
200 bucks. That's it.
But they're celebrities.
You're-- You're not.
You're a regular,
everyday person
who will be locked
behind bars forever.
Please, put it down.
Thank you.
Put this on.
What's this for?
Protection.
What are you looking for?
We need weapons.
What kind of weapons?
Anything,
just get creative.
Well, what exactly do you think
is going to happen?
I don't know.
All I know is that this guy
is crazy enough
to answer some
hysterical woman's ad online.
I wasn't hysterical.
You tried to have me killed.
I was venting.
And I'm preparing for the worst.
So, I suggest that
you find something
to defend yourself with.
Where do you keep your knives?
In the middle drawer.
No, the other one.
Is this all you have?
Yeah.
Well, it works fine
if you know how
to hold it right.
Yeah, or you could have
just bought a new knife
like you said you would do
eight months ago.
Yeah, well,
I didn't get around to it.
Well, it's not that hard.
You could have
just come by the store.
There's a lot of knives that--
Can we just not make
a big deal about--
Yeah, okay.
It's no big deal. I'm just
going to check the bedroom.
Find anything?
Not yet.
Do you think he's
still out there?
I don't know.
Here.
What if we're
going about this all wrong?
What if--
You mind turning around?
Yeah, umm, I just--
I think that maybe we should get
another opinion, you know?
I'm not sure that there is
a right way to handle this.
Well, your brother's a lawyer.
He only deals in divorce.
What about Ben?
No.
Why not?
He's not that smart.
Yeah.
We could call my dad.
We're not calling your dad.
Why?
Because he'll freak out.
Look, we need the least amount
of people involved as possible.
Trust me. It's better this way.
Yeah, but he might actually
know what to do.
This is not a paint colour
or a barbecue assembly.
This is a hitman
we're talking about.
And unless you know
that your dad
has some sort of
specific experience with this,
which I'm guessing
that he doesn't,
just let me handle this.
Okay, fine.
What are you doing?
Seeing if he emailed.
Did he ever email you?
No. I took the ad down.
I just want to be sure.
Fuck.
What?
Post another ad.
You're not serious.
I'm completely serious.
Saying what?
Saying cancel the hit!
Do you think he'll get it?
He got the first one.
Don't hover.
What'd you write?
Okay...
"To the man that
called me earlier,
"please disregard
my previous post.
"I was joking. I do not want
my boyfriend assassinated."
No, no, no. Don't say
"assassinated."
It just reconnects you
to the crime.
I know what I'm doing.
You need to be more cryptic.
You need to say something along
the lines of,
"I most definitely do not want
the actions--"
No, no, this is better:
"Do not let the clip fall."
Do you think he'll understand?
He made it up.
What?
I just-- It sounds evasive.
So...
So customers hate it
when you don't use clear,
positive language.
It makes them feel like you
don't understand them,
or that you're being
condescending.
This isn't exactly
the same thing.
I just don't wanna
come across as cold.
I don't doubt your expertise
in customer relations,
but this guy's not shopping
for a throw rug or home decor.
Right.
"Please email--"
Or call.
You wanna write this?
No, you're doing great.
You're doing really great.
"Please email or call to confirm
at your earliest convenience.
Give him my number too.
5-5-1-0.
Yeah, right.
I know your number.
"Thank you for your
understanding."
That's great, yeah.
Post it.
Anything?
No.
Refresh?
I just did.
What are all those?
They're nothing.
They're just replies from my
previous post-- Don't!
"You're fucking insane.
You deserve to die alone."
"Good luck on life."
"You sound hot.
Do you wanna hook up tonight?"
All right.
That's enough of that.
No, I mean,
I think there's a few more here
we could kinda check out.
Don't... move...
Do you see anything?
No.
You're not expecting anyone?
It's 4:00 a.m.
Maybe he got the message.
Maybe he didn't.
Hello?
Is Margaret there?
Are you kidding me?
Are you kidding me?
Margaret's the buzzer
below this one.
Okay.
Jesus Christ...
My heart is pounding.
We need to see if
he's still out there.
I'm not going out there.
On the count of three,
just your head.
Got it.
One...
Two...
Three.
He's just sitting there.
Maybe it's not him.
What? White van?
Black boots? It's him.
Maybe, but we don't
know for sure.
Well, who else just
sits in a white van,
in the middle of the night,
outside an apartment building?
Could be a plumber.
At this hour?
Yeah, there's leaks in this
shitty building all the time.
Well, if he's a plumber,
then why isn't he inside the
shitty building, fixing toilets?
Maybe he's waiting for the
landlord. I don't know.
That's stupid.
Do you think he saw us?
I don't know.
Shit.
What do we do?
I'm gonna go talk to him.
No, you're not.
Yeah, I'm gonna go down there,
and I'm gonna face him,
man to man.
We need to be sure.
What if it's actually him.
What are you going to say?
The truth!
We don't know anything
about this guy.
I need to do this.
Will you help me?
Yeah.
Okay, take me through it.
This is me.
This is you.
Great.
First thing I do is
exit out the back,
and casually approach the van,
driver's side.
Good.
Are you sure he won't know
who I am?
How could he?
I don't know.
He could've done a quick search
and seen me on
my work's website.
But it's dark.
Do you remember
that Christmas party
when that photographer wouldn't
stop taking pictures of me?
I have asked them over and over
to just delete--
Okay, okay,
we'll get you a disguise, okay?
Okay.
Can we just
keep going?
Yeah...
Yeah, once I approach the van,
I casually tap on the window,
wait for him to roll it down,
and ask for a cigarette.
Great, now, while you're doing
that, you do a quick sweep.
Surveillance. You're looking
for anything suspicious.
A gun, sharp objects,
anything.
I don't know. You'll know it
when you see it.
Okay, got it.
Great, now, while
you're doing that,
I am gonna sneak in from behind,
and position myself right here,
out of sight.
If I see anything, I tap once.
Two taps if I don't.
Perfect.
What do we do if it's him?
Like, really him.
What are you gonna say?
I'll know when
the moment comes.
How?
I mean, it's primal.
My instincts will take over.
It doesn't hurt
to have a solid plan.
Don't make this a thing.
No, I'm not,
but--
But?
Sometimes you do things
kind of half-assed.
This is not the time to be
talking about this.
I'm sorry, but it's just--
he could be really dangerous.
That's all I'm saying.
I mean, aren't you scared?
Everything is
gonna be fine, okay?
I'm gonna take care of it.
Okay.
I have to use the bathroom.
Hey.
Hey, sorry to wake you guys.
Yeah, no, Mom,
everything's fine.
Yeah, I just-- Well, it's--
It's 5:00, or something.
Mom, Mom, I'm not drunk.
Yeah, I'm sure. I'm sure.
Listen, um...
I was just wondering what you
guys want for Christmas.
Yeah, I... I was making a list,
so I...
Um, I'm not sure if Harper's
gonna be able to make it,
because she's, you know,
working and stuff,
and it's pretty crazy
this time of year.
Yeah, no, yeah,
she did have it off, but--
We'll just-- gonna have to
wait and see, okay?
Listen, um...
I shouldn't have
called this late.
This can wait till tomorrow.
Mom, everything's fine.
Mom... I promise.
Get back to sleep, okay?
I love you guys.
You can do this.
If anything goes really wrong,
we just run.
Got me? This never happened.
You were never involved.
I'm not just
leaving you there.
I'm not asking.
Why are you smiling?
I don't know.
This is crazy!
I need you to
focus up.
I am. I am.
This is really serious business.
Yeah, I know. I'm good.
You ready?
Yeah.
I'm gonna count again, okay?
Okay.
One.
Two.
Three.
I think he's gone.
Stay close.
See anything?
No.
You?
No.
It's all clear.
Yeah.
What happened?
It's, nothing.
I tripped.
When?
As soon as I stepped out
of the door.
My legs kind of got scared.
Come on.
Do you think we're safe?
Yeah, I think so.
So, this whole night was
probably nothing, right?
I wouldn't say it was nothing.
Right.
You want a beer?
Yeah, sure, why not?
How are your parents?
You heard that?
A little.
I think I just worried them.
I like your parents.
Well, they really like you.
What happened to us?
Well, maybe we should
talk about it.
Now?
It might help.
If you want to.
You waiting for me to start?
Yeah.
No. You first.
I always start.
What do you want me to say?
Say anything! Let's just
be honest with each other.
Don't censor yourself.
Okay.
I feel like you're always
trying to change me.
How?
I don't know, like,
change the way I dress.
You're always making me
buy shit that's gay.
What? How is it gay?
Sorry, no, not gay.
Tight.
My jeans are so tight
that I have to wear the
tensor bandage on the top.
They're not that tight.
When I first met you,
you were wearing jeans
that were four sizes too big.
Yeah, well, I liked them.
Well, you looked
hideous in them.
There it is.
There it is.
What?
Sometimes you can be
so fucking mean.
I mean, I just don't know
how else to say it.
No, no, no. Don't do that.
Do what?
Play the victim.
Am I?
Yes!
Most of the time, you are so
lovely, but then, sometimes,
you just say shit that cuts,
and I hate it.
Like what?
Like shit that attacks
my character.
You're always judging my
lifestyle, my house--
Okay, give me an example.
Are you serious?
I'm not being difficult.
I'm not.
Just, um, a point of reference.
Anything. It's how I learn.
My apartment's dirty.
I'm sorry, but it usually is.
What else?
I smoke too much weed.
You're a teacher.
My knives are too dull.
I don't like international
cuisine as much as you do.
I don't have access
to a cottage in the summer.
I'm probably never gonna be as
successful as your father.
And if you waited for me to
propose, we'd probably be 90.
But I can keep on going.
I'm sorry if I'm hard on you,
but don't pretend
that you don't like it.
Well, I don't.
You do!
No, I'm pretty sure
that I don't.
You know what? I do push you,
but that's because I know
there's more to you.
If you didn't like that,
you wouldn't be with me
in the first place.
It would just be nice
if you were a little less
intense sometimes.
It would be nice
if I didn't have to challenge
you on everything.
Okay? It'd be nice
if you would make the first move
for a fucking change!
I wouldn't have to wait for you
to ask me to do things,
and I wouldn't always
have to prompt you,
that you would fucking
take care of your knee.
I just feel like we're stuck.
Wait...
Do you hear that?
Get the lights.
Just Carl.
Hey. Is it him?
No.
Do you recognize the number?
It's nothing.
Who is it?
It's Alison.
The English teacher?
Why is she calling you so late?
I... it's probably
a pocket dial.
I do that kind of stuff
all the time.
Well, maybe you should
call her back.
No. No need.
Well, if I was calling somebody
in the middle of the night,
I'd want them to pick up.
Maybe it's about
what happened at school.
I'm sure it's nothing.
Do you want another one?
No.
You're acting weird.
You're acting weird.
This whole night is weird.
No. No, even at dinner,
you seemed off.
My knee hurt. I think you're
reading way too much into this.
Am I?
Yes.
Is something going on
with the two of you?
What are you talking about?
Just answer the question.
No. It's an inane question.
You know that-- that we're
colleagues, that we hang out.
We're buddies.
Ray...
Fuck.
My god.
It's not
what you think.
Are you fucking her? How long
has this been going on?
It's not going on.
And you just hoped you'd get
away with it. Is that it?
My plan was to
tell you at dinner.
Amazing. You're amazing.
This whole night
I've been the bad guy
because you didn't cheat!
Okay, please, just--
Would you calm down?
Let me explain.
Fuck you.
Fuck this.
Okay, look...
Last week, after our fight...
I went with some teachers
from school.
Your weekly girls' night?
Yes, you know it's mostly women
at my school.
We went out to the bar, we had a
little too much to drink,
and Allison and I,
we accidentally...
we kissed in the parking lot.
Is that it?
That's it.
And it really wasn't
that big a deal.
Kissing someone who isn't
your girlfriend
isn't a big deal?
You know what I mean.
Do you love her?
No, of course not!
I love you.
Then why is she calling you?
I don't know.
We met up tonight,
and maybe she still had some
things she wanted to discuss.
Honestly, I don't know,
and I don't care.
You met her tonight?!
Yeah, but--
When?!
About an hour before
you came over.
And that's why
you were outside.
Yes.
What happened?
Nothing!
Nothing happened.
I told her that I didn't want to
take this thing any further,
that I'd made a huge mistake.
And?
And nothing.
That's it. I swear.
I am so sorry--
Shut up.
Wait. Wait!
Tell me what happened.
I did.
Detail for detail.
Can we just take a breath?
We've both done some things
we regret tonight.
No. I want you to explain.
This is stupid.
Like I said,
we were out for a bit.
Yeah, I know that part.
Right. And I...
I was walking her to the street
to catch a cab,
but before we got there, she...
put a move on me.
What kind
of move?
I don't know...
She pushed me up against the
wall of the restaurant.
It happened really quick.
I don't know what to say.
What are
you doing?
Like this?
Can we please stop?
Just answer the question.
Is this how it started?
Yeah.
Yeah, more or less.
Show me where
your hands were.
Come on.
Don't make me
ask you again.
Then what?
Then we kissed.
Soft? Hard? What?
I don't know, soft.
Like this?
Pretty close, yeah.
And then I told her
to stop.
But she didn't, did she?
No.
No. What did she do?
She, she told me that she
wasn't wearing any underwear.
Then what?
What?
I'm so sorry.
I wish the hitman was real.
Argh!
Hello?
Good morning.
Good morning!
Just come back inside.
No! Ray!
Good morning sweetheart!
Are you okay?
He's coming.
Wait, wait!
What did you see?
Go!
Aah!
Ray, shh!
Come on!
Lock the door!
Are you sure that it's him?
He's wearing a ski mask,
and he has a gun. It's him.
It's gonna be okay.
We're in my apartment.
Nothing is gonna happen.
Okay.
Ray...
My god...
What's he doing?
He's coming in.
Go, go, go!
Here. Help me move this.
What's he doing now?
I don't know.
We can jump.
It's not that far.
We can't jump.
It's too high.
We can't just
sit here and wait.
I'm gonna go out there.
No. No, you're not.
Listen, it's really simple.
I mean, I'll go out there,
and I'll create a diversion,
and you just run,
and don't stop.
No!
What else are we gonna do?
Were you looking at condos
for you or for us?
It's not the time.
Just answer the question.
It was for us.
Hey! Where are you going?
This is what he came for.
No. You can't do that.
Why?
I just want to forget
this happened, okay?
Okay.
Help me move this.
Look.
I don't know who you are,
and I don't care.
Please, just... take this
and leave us alone.
Umm, I have a reservation
tonight for Harper.
Yep, for two.
I was just looking at your
menu-- Looks great, by the way.
But, are those
all the desserts you offer?
Sure, yeah, I--
I can hold for a second.
Hello.
Hey. I'm just looking for
my, -.
There she is. Thanks.
I'm so sorry.
Hi.
Hey.
What happened to your knee?
It's nothing.
I just twisted it at practice.
Well, do you want me
to get you some ice?
No, it's fine.
Are you sure?
You're wearing a bandage.
It's good.
What if it's sprained? Or, shit,
what if you tore your ACL?
Because my friend
tore that playing
water polo or something.
And it was--
No, it's fine.
Like, it took months.
It's okay.
I'm-- I'm really good.
It's okay.
Why don't you sit down?
All right.
Okay.
So, this place got
a lot of great reviews.
Yeah, it,
seems really cool.
Hey, order whatever you want.
Dinner's on me.
You don't have to do that.
I know. I want to.
Wait. Did you--
you get another promotion?
No.
I just thought
we deserved a night out.
What?
Nothing.
You seem a little off.
It's just a long day.
Are you sure?
I don't know.
I guess, umm,
I guess I just still feel
a little weird about last week.
That was just--
That was just a stupid fight.
Don't worry about it.
You were really upset.
Yeah, I know.
I shouldn't have
gone off on you.
I don't want that
to be a thing we do.
Fight?
Not be nice to each other.
Me neither.
So, let's just have
a great night, okay?
Okay.
Okay.
I'm going to get you some ice.
Wait.
You look really great
in that dress.
Shoes are a bit much, right?
They're not enough.
What?
No, I like them. I like them.
I don't know why I said that.
I really don't.
Okay, I'll be right back.
Is it okay?
Yeah, it's really good.
I just don't love olives.
But you love tartar sauce.
No, they're capers.
I didn't know that.
Shit, I love olives.
I do know that. Help yourself.
Fucking eat all of them.
Hey, you didn't tell me
why you were late.
Right. I-- I found a gun
in Finny's locker.
Jesus!
That's kind of scary.
Well, it's just a Luger but--
What's a Luger?
A Luger, it's, umm,
it's like a old pistol
that the Germans used
in the World Wars.
Yeah, that's still a gun.
Yeah, it was from, like, 1920,
didn't have any bullets
and probably
didn't even work, so--
So, he wasn't
planning, like, a--
No, no, God, no.
He's far from being a killer.
He's just, you know, trying to
show off to his buddies.
God, where'd he get it?
Well, that's the fucked up part.
He got it on the internet,
traded some dude for
an old video game.
You can do that?
Yeah, you can do anything
on the internet.
That's weird.
Well, you've heard about
the paper clip guy, right?
No.
Yeah, there was this guy,
he traded a paper clip for
a pen, a pen for a doorknob.
I think it was a doorknob
for a gas stove and then--
I don't know, something for
a day with Alice Cooper.
I can't remember, so on, so on.
And he finally got a house.
"A house"?
Well, it was a two-storey
farmhouse in Saskatchewan.
But, still, I mean, it's his.
It's a house.
Wow. I still haven't
mastered emailing.
I know.
I'm having a really nice time.
Yeah, me too.
Is everything all right?
Yeah, it was perfect.
Thanks, it's great.
Dessert?
Love some, thanks.
I'm going to go to the bathroom.
Where you going?
I was just going to
go to the washroom.
Can you--
Umm, can you just--
Can you just wait a second?
Sure.
Just--
something I need to say.
Okay.
Umm--
Being-- being with you
these past 2
has been really incredible.
And I don't know how else
to say this, so...
I want to spend the rest
of my life with you, Ray.
Will you make
an honest woman out of me?
What are you doing?
Proposing.
To yourself?
Well, on your behalf.
Are you going to
answer the question?
No.
Hi.
Yeah, yes, very well,
it went very well.
Yeah, yeah, super excited.
So, hey, listen.
We're here.
So, yeah, can I call you back
tomorrow with the details?
He says hi back.
Yeah, hey,
don't tell Mom and Dad yet.
Yeah, love you too.
Damn.
Hello?
Who is this?
What? What are you--
What are you talking about?
Hello? Hello?
Who is it?
God.
My God.
God.
Shit.
Shit.
Come on, come on, come on,
come on, pick up your phone.
Hey, you need to call me back,
okay? Right away.
Okay.
Come on.
Thank fuck.
What's wrong?
We need to go.
What?
Where's the suitcase I got you?
The blue one for Cuba,
where is it?
Are you drunk?
A little.
Just-- Will you slow down
and just take a breath?
Harper, just take a breath.
I'm actually glad
that you're here.
I need to tell you something.
We need to talk about
what happened tonight.
This might not be the best time.
No, I just--
I need to get this out.
I-- You--
Well, you caught me off guard.
And I handled
the situation poorly.
But what I should have
said to you--
Ray!
I put a hit on you.
What?
You put a hit on me?
I think so.
As in you hired a hitman?
It was an accident.
How?
You remember that paperclip guy
we were talking about?
Yes.
I was looking at
some of those postings.
And, seriously,
people were trading gift cards
for mortgages,
like, fish fertilizer
for picture frames
and empty perfume bottles.
Yeah, no, I know how it works.
Right. I never thought
anything would happen.
I mean, you're the one
who told me about this.
You're saying this is my fault?
Well, no, but you can understand
how this might have happened.
No, no, I can't understand
how this might have happened.
What did-- What did it say?
What did what say?
Your posting, your message,
what did you write?
I don't-- I don't remember.
I deleted it.
A rough account?
I don't know, something like
"I'll trade you
my engagement ring
if you kill my ex-boyfriend."
Jesus,
that's pretty to the point.
Yeah.
Can I have one of those, please?
Promise you won't get mad.
No.
Somebody replied.
Who replied?
Some guy.
What guy?
I don't know, just some guy.
Yeah, so, you're being trolled.
I don't know what that means.
That means that
some random, lonely asshole
is messing with you
for their own amusement.
Who would do that?
Millions of people
behind a computer screen.
So, we're okay.
Yeah, that email could have been
sent from anywhere in the world.
Somebody's just
messing with you.
And, as always,
you're overreacting.
He didn't send me an email.
What do you mean?
You gave him your phone number?
I know. It was stupid. I just--
What the fuck
were you thinking, Harper?
I wasn't thinking, okay?
Look, you basically broke up
with me after I proposed to you.
So, yeah, I was upset too.
I reacted.
And it was just supposed to be
a stress release,
you know, like when you write
a horrible email.
But you don't send it.
But you do it because
it makes you feel better.
I didn't think
anybody would see it.
It's the internet.
What did he say?
What did you say?
I don't remember.
I had a lot to drink.
You know how I get.
Come on, Harper,
just think, okay?
Fuck.
Umm, he said something like
he saw the posting
and he would do it.
Okay, old or young?
I don't know,
somewhere in between.
All he said after that was
something about a clip.
What, is that bad?
What did he say about the clip?
He--
He said it falls before sunrise.
The clip falls before sunrise.
And we'll make the trade after.
Can we just get out of here,
please?
I am creeped the fuck out--
Quiet, quiet.
I need to think.
Did he call from
a blocked number?
I don't know.
Check your recent calls.
No, it's a real number.
Great, then call him back.
I don't want to call him back.
Well, what should I say?
I don't know,
"Hi, forget about that
insane conversation we had."
Okay.
Make it up.
Don't yell at me.
I'm not yelling.
Well, you're making me nervous.
Just--
What's that sound?
It's like--
like a modem or something?
So, it's not even a real phone.
I don't know, could be, like,
a fax phone.
What? Who uses those anymore?
Let me see.
What happened?
Same thing.
What are you doing?
I'm calling the operator.
Why?
Hello, operator, hi.
Umm, I'm trying to find out
who a number belongs to.
Even if they've been
harassing me?
No, no, it's not serious.
It's just--
Yeah, okay, no, I--
I understand.
But this is just
really important.
Hey, just tell her that
it's a life-or-death situation.
Umm, what's your name, miss?
Janice,
that's my mother's name.
I'm Ray.
I'll tell you what, Janice,
can we maybe meet in the middle?
I'll give you the number.
And if you see
anything suspicious,
you just let me know.
And if not, then I will,
I'll just--
I'll let you get back to it.
Please.
I appreciate that so much.
I'm just going to put you
on speakerphone, okay?
Janice, are you there?
Yes.
Okay, the number is
455, 8769.
Janice?
Yes, that number
appears to be a payphone.
Bollocks.
What is it?
Nobody good uses
a fucking payphone.
Well, it could be
anywhere though.
Janice, do you know
where that phone is?
That information
is confidential, Ray.
Please, I'm not going to
tell anyone, okay?
Just, please,
this is really important.
1st and Baker.
That's four blocks away.
Thank you, Janice.
Is there anything else
I can help--
Now can we go?
Maybe we could go to
your parents' house.
That's weird.
Okay, then we can stay
at a motel.
No.
Well, all right, where do you
think we should go?
We are not going anywhere.
You don't want me to come?
I don't know, Harper.
I'm a little fucking confused
about my feelings
for you right now.
I didn't tell him
where you live.
No, you didn't need to.
I mean, the guy, he could have
done a reverse lookup
on your-- on your number,
found out your name,
seen that we were
in a relationship,
then found my address.
I mean, the dumbest kids in my
class could have figured that--
Okay, I'm sorry.
Why did you even propose?
Don't act like we haven't
talked about marriage before.
No, we talked about
talking about marriage.
We don't even live together.
That's on you.
Yeah, because I didn't know
if I was ready
for that level of commitment.
I mean, if you'd just been
a little bit patient--
"Patient"? If I waited
for you to do it, I'd be 90.
I'm going to spend the night
at Ben's, just as a precaution.
Fine.
You should do the same.
What do you mean?
Well, you can't go home.
Why not?
'Cause it's not safe.
I thought you said that
this was just a precaution.
It is.
Well, where am I supposed to go?
I don't know, anywhere.
Go to Lenae's.
Will you call me?
I don't know.
Wait. Wait.
What?
Let's take the back exit.
We never take the back exit.
I know.
That's fucking weird.
What's weird?
No, no, no, wait. Wait.
Just back up slowly.
You're freaking me out.
What time did you place that ad?
I'm not sure. I-- I passed out.
45 minutes ago? An hour?
A couple hours ago?
A couple hours, I guess.
Bollocks.
What?
I saw that same van parked
out front of my apartment
45 minutes ago,
just sitting there.
What were you doing outside?
I was just getting some air.
It's the middle of the night.
So?
So, that just seems
kind of out of character.
Yeah, so does hiring a hitman.
Okay, got it.
I didn't think anything about
it. But what if that's the guy?
Like he's been watching you?
Maybe, yeah.
My God.
Let's just get out of here.
No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.
Why not?
Because that's exactly
what he wants.
Maybe he knows about my knee.
Your knee?
I don't know. Trust me.
We're just safer inside.
Okay, maybe if-- if we got
the license plate number,
we could report
a suspicious vehicle.
Good thinking. Watch my back.
Do you think he saw you?
Yes.
Come on, come on.
The door's unlocked.
I thought you locked it.
So did I.
Do you think it's him?
There's no way
that he could have
beaten us here
from the van unless--
Unless what?
Unless he's not working alone.
What?
Stay here.
No. No.
Fine then, just stay close.
Okay.
Be cool.
Harper? Harper!
Whoa!
Come on,
we need to secure this place.
If you see or hear
anyone coming, just say
something, like,
"Good morning, sweetheart."
What does that mean?
You okay?
Fuck, that's hot.
It's a code that means
that someone's coming.
It could come in handy.
Okay.
What if somebody steps on that?
Right.
Little help? What are you doing?
I'm calling the cops.
You can't call the cops.
Why not?
Because you'll be charged with
attempted manslaughter.
It was an accident.
You'll go to jail.
It's that simple.
No, you don't know that.
I minored in Law.
You took one course.
How many'd you take?
None.
But if OJ and fucking
Matthew Broderick can get away
with killing people--
Matthew Broderick
never killed anyone.
No, not on purpose.
But he was in a car crash in
Ireland that killed two people.
When?
I don't know, the '80s.
He was with Jennifer Grey.
From Dirty Dancing.
Yes.
Point is he was charged, like,
200 bucks. That's it.
But they're celebrities.
You're-- You're not.
You're a regular,
everyday person
who will be locked
behind bars forever.
Please, put it down.
Thank you.
Put this on.
What's this for?
Protection.
What are you looking for?
We need weapons.
What kind of weapons?
Anything,
just get creative.
Well, what exactly do you think
is going to happen?
I don't know.
All I know is that this guy
is crazy enough
to answer some
hysterical woman's ad online.
I wasn't hysterical.
You tried to have me killed.
I was venting.
And I'm preparing for the worst.
So, I suggest that
you find something
to defend yourself with.
Where do you keep your knives?
In the middle drawer.
No, the other one.
Is this all you have?
Yeah.
Well, it works fine
if you know how
to hold it right.
Yeah, or you could have
just bought a new knife
like you said you would do
eight months ago.
Yeah, well,
I didn't get around to it.
Well, it's not that hard.
You could have
just come by the store.
There's a lot of knives that--
Can we just not make
a big deal about--
Yeah, okay.
It's no big deal. I'm just
going to check the bedroom.
Find anything?
Not yet.
Do you think he's
still out there?
I don't know.
Here.
What if we're
going about this all wrong?
What if--
You mind turning around?
Yeah, umm, I just--
I think that maybe we should get
another opinion, you know?
I'm not sure that there is
a right way to handle this.
Well, your brother's a lawyer.
He only deals in divorce.
What about Ben?
No.
Why not?
He's not that smart.
Yeah.
We could call my dad.
We're not calling your dad.
Why?
Because he'll freak out.
Look, we need the least amount
of people involved as possible.
Trust me. It's better this way.
Yeah, but he might actually
know what to do.
This is not a paint colour
or a barbecue assembly.
This is a hitman
we're talking about.
And unless you know
that your dad
has some sort of
specific experience with this,
which I'm guessing
that he doesn't,
just let me handle this.
Okay, fine.
What are you doing?
Seeing if he emailed.
Did he ever email you?
No. I took the ad down.
I just want to be sure.
Fuck.
What?
Post another ad.
You're not serious.
I'm completely serious.
Saying what?
Saying cancel the hit!
Do you think he'll get it?
He got the first one.
Don't hover.
What'd you write?
Okay...
"To the man that
called me earlier,
"please disregard
my previous post.
"I was joking. I do not want
my boyfriend assassinated."
No, no, no. Don't say
"assassinated."
It just reconnects you
to the crime.
I know what I'm doing.
You need to be more cryptic.
You need to say something along
the lines of,
"I most definitely do not want
the actions--"
No, no, this is better:
"Do not let the clip fall."
Do you think he'll understand?
He made it up.
What?
I just-- It sounds evasive.
So...
So customers hate it
when you don't use clear,
positive language.
It makes them feel like you
don't understand them,
or that you're being
condescending.
This isn't exactly
the same thing.
I just don't wanna
come across as cold.
I don't doubt your expertise
in customer relations,
but this guy's not shopping
for a throw rug or home decor.
Right.
"Please email--"
Or call.
You wanna write this?
No, you're doing great.
You're doing really great.
"Please email or call to confirm
at your earliest convenience.
Give him my number too.
5-5-1-0.
Yeah, right.
I know your number.
"Thank you for your
understanding."
That's great, yeah.
Post it.
Anything?
No.
Refresh?
I just did.
What are all those?
They're nothing.
They're just replies from my
previous post-- Don't!
"You're fucking insane.
You deserve to die alone."
"Good luck on life."
"You sound hot.
Do you wanna hook up tonight?"
All right.
That's enough of that.
No, I mean,
I think there's a few more here
we could kinda check out.
Don't... move...
Do you see anything?
No.
You're not expecting anyone?
It's 4:00 a.m.
Maybe he got the message.
Maybe he didn't.
Hello?
Is Margaret there?
Are you kidding me?
Are you kidding me?
Margaret's the buzzer
below this one.
Okay.
Jesus Christ...
My heart is pounding.
We need to see if
he's still out there.
I'm not going out there.
On the count of three,
just your head.
Got it.
One...
Two...
Three.
He's just sitting there.
Maybe it's not him.
What? White van?
Black boots? It's him.
Maybe, but we don't
know for sure.
Well, who else just
sits in a white van,
in the middle of the night,
outside an apartment building?
Could be a plumber.
At this hour?
Yeah, there's leaks in this
shitty building all the time.
Well, if he's a plumber,
then why isn't he inside the
shitty building, fixing toilets?
Maybe he's waiting for the
landlord. I don't know.
That's stupid.
Do you think he saw us?
I don't know.
Shit.
What do we do?
I'm gonna go talk to him.
No, you're not.
Yeah, I'm gonna go down there,
and I'm gonna face him,
man to man.
We need to be sure.
What if it's actually him.
What are you going to say?
The truth!
We don't know anything
about this guy.
I need to do this.
Will you help me?
Yeah.
Okay, take me through it.
This is me.
This is you.
Great.
First thing I do is
exit out the back,
and casually approach the van,
driver's side.
Good.
Are you sure he won't know
who I am?
How could he?
I don't know.
He could've done a quick search
and seen me on
my work's website.
But it's dark.
Do you remember
that Christmas party
when that photographer wouldn't
stop taking pictures of me?
I have asked them over and over
to just delete--
Okay, okay,
we'll get you a disguise, okay?
Okay.
Can we just
keep going?
Yeah...
Yeah, once I approach the van,
I casually tap on the window,
wait for him to roll it down,
and ask for a cigarette.
Great, now, while you're doing
that, you do a quick sweep.
Surveillance. You're looking
for anything suspicious.
A gun, sharp objects,
anything.
I don't know. You'll know it
when you see it.
Okay, got it.
Great, now, while
you're doing that,
I am gonna sneak in from behind,
and position myself right here,
out of sight.
If I see anything, I tap once.
Two taps if I don't.
Perfect.
What do we do if it's him?
Like, really him.
What are you gonna say?
I'll know when
the moment comes.
How?
I mean, it's primal.
My instincts will take over.
It doesn't hurt
to have a solid plan.
Don't make this a thing.
No, I'm not,
but--
But?
Sometimes you do things
kind of half-assed.
This is not the time to be
talking about this.
I'm sorry, but it's just--
he could be really dangerous.
That's all I'm saying.
I mean, aren't you scared?
Everything is
gonna be fine, okay?
I'm gonna take care of it.
Okay.
I have to use the bathroom.
Hey.
Hey, sorry to wake you guys.
Yeah, no, Mom,
everything's fine.
Yeah, I just-- Well, it's--
It's 5:00, or something.
Mom, Mom, I'm not drunk.
Yeah, I'm sure. I'm sure.
Listen, um...
I was just wondering what you
guys want for Christmas.
Yeah, I... I was making a list,
so I...
Um, I'm not sure if Harper's
gonna be able to make it,
because she's, you know,
working and stuff,
and it's pretty crazy
this time of year.
Yeah, no, yeah,
she did have it off, but--
We'll just-- gonna have to
wait and see, okay?
Listen, um...
I shouldn't have
called this late.
This can wait till tomorrow.
Mom, everything's fine.
Mom... I promise.
Get back to sleep, okay?
I love you guys.
You can do this.
If anything goes really wrong,
we just run.
Got me? This never happened.
You were never involved.
I'm not just
leaving you there.
I'm not asking.
Why are you smiling?
I don't know.
This is crazy!
I need you to
focus up.
I am. I am.
This is really serious business.
Yeah, I know. I'm good.
You ready?
Yeah.
I'm gonna count again, okay?
Okay.
One.
Two.
Three.
I think he's gone.
Stay close.
See anything?
No.
You?
No.
It's all clear.
Yeah.
What happened?
It's, nothing.
I tripped.
When?
As soon as I stepped out
of the door.
My legs kind of got scared.
Come on.
Do you think we're safe?
Yeah, I think so.
So, this whole night was
probably nothing, right?
I wouldn't say it was nothing.
Right.
You want a beer?
Yeah, sure, why not?
How are your parents?
You heard that?
A little.
I think I just worried them.
I like your parents.
Well, they really like you.
What happened to us?
Well, maybe we should
talk about it.
Now?
It might help.
If you want to.
You waiting for me to start?
Yeah.
No. You first.
I always start.
What do you want me to say?
Say anything! Let's just
be honest with each other.
Don't censor yourself.
Okay.
I feel like you're always
trying to change me.
How?
I don't know, like,
change the way I dress.
You're always making me
buy shit that's gay.
What? How is it gay?
Sorry, no, not gay.
Tight.
My jeans are so tight
that I have to wear the
tensor bandage on the top.
They're not that tight.
When I first met you,
you were wearing jeans
that were four sizes too big.
Yeah, well, I liked them.
Well, you looked
hideous in them.
There it is.
There it is.
What?
Sometimes you can be
so fucking mean.
I mean, I just don't know
how else to say it.
No, no, no. Don't do that.
Do what?
Play the victim.
Am I?
Yes!
Most of the time, you are so
lovely, but then, sometimes,
you just say shit that cuts,
and I hate it.
Like what?
Like shit that attacks
my character.
You're always judging my
lifestyle, my house--
Okay, give me an example.
Are you serious?
I'm not being difficult.
I'm not.
Just, um, a point of reference.
Anything. It's how I learn.
My apartment's dirty.
I'm sorry, but it usually is.
What else?
I smoke too much weed.
You're a teacher.
My knives are too dull.
I don't like international
cuisine as much as you do.
I don't have access
to a cottage in the summer.
I'm probably never gonna be as
successful as your father.
And if you waited for me to
propose, we'd probably be 90.
But I can keep on going.
I'm sorry if I'm hard on you,
but don't pretend
that you don't like it.
Well, I don't.
You do!
No, I'm pretty sure
that I don't.
You know what? I do push you,
but that's because I know
there's more to you.
If you didn't like that,
you wouldn't be with me
in the first place.
It would just be nice
if you were a little less
intense sometimes.
It would be nice
if I didn't have to challenge
you on everything.
Okay? It'd be nice
if you would make the first move
for a fucking change!
I wouldn't have to wait for you
to ask me to do things,
and I wouldn't always
have to prompt you,
that you would fucking
take care of your knee.
I just feel like we're stuck.
Wait...
Do you hear that?
Get the lights.
Just Carl.
Hey. Is it him?
No.
Do you recognize the number?
It's nothing.
Who is it?
It's Alison.
The English teacher?
Why is she calling you so late?
I... it's probably
a pocket dial.
I do that kind of stuff
all the time.
Well, maybe you should
call her back.
No. No need.
Well, if I was calling somebody
in the middle of the night,
I'd want them to pick up.
Maybe it's about
what happened at school.
I'm sure it's nothing.
Do you want another one?
No.
You're acting weird.
You're acting weird.
This whole night is weird.
No. No, even at dinner,
you seemed off.
My knee hurt. I think you're
reading way too much into this.
Am I?
Yes.
Is something going on
with the two of you?
What are you talking about?
Just answer the question.
No. It's an inane question.
You know that-- that we're
colleagues, that we hang out.
We're buddies.
Ray...
Fuck.
My god.
It's not
what you think.
Are you fucking her? How long
has this been going on?
It's not going on.
And you just hoped you'd get
away with it. Is that it?
My plan was to
tell you at dinner.
Amazing. You're amazing.
This whole night
I've been the bad guy
because you didn't cheat!
Okay, please, just--
Would you calm down?
Let me explain.
Fuck you.
Fuck this.
Okay, look...
Last week, after our fight...
I went with some teachers
from school.
Your weekly girls' night?
Yes, you know it's mostly women
at my school.
We went out to the bar, we had a
little too much to drink,
and Allison and I,
we accidentally...
we kissed in the parking lot.
Is that it?
That's it.
And it really wasn't
that big a deal.
Kissing someone who isn't
your girlfriend
isn't a big deal?
You know what I mean.
Do you love her?
No, of course not!
I love you.
Then why is she calling you?
I don't know.
We met up tonight,
and maybe she still had some
things she wanted to discuss.
Honestly, I don't know,
and I don't care.
You met her tonight?!
Yeah, but--
When?!
About an hour before
you came over.
And that's why
you were outside.
Yes.
What happened?
Nothing!
Nothing happened.
I told her that I didn't want to
take this thing any further,
that I'd made a huge mistake.
And?
And nothing.
That's it. I swear.
I am so sorry--
Shut up.
Wait. Wait!
Tell me what happened.
I did.
Detail for detail.
Can we just take a breath?
We've both done some things
we regret tonight.
No. I want you to explain.
This is stupid.
Like I said,
we were out for a bit.
Yeah, I know that part.
Right. And I...
I was walking her to the street
to catch a cab,
but before we got there, she...
put a move on me.
What kind
of move?
I don't know...
She pushed me up against the
wall of the restaurant.
It happened really quick.
I don't know what to say.
What are
you doing?
Like this?
Can we please stop?
Just answer the question.
Is this how it started?
Yeah.
Yeah, more or less.
Show me where
your hands were.
Come on.
Don't make me
ask you again.
Then what?
Then we kissed.
Soft? Hard? What?
I don't know, soft.
Like this?
Pretty close, yeah.
And then I told her
to stop.
But she didn't, did she?
No.
No. What did she do?
She, she told me that she
wasn't wearing any underwear.
Then what?
What?
I'm so sorry.
I wish the hitman was real.
Argh!
Hello?
Good morning.
Good morning!
Just come back inside.
No! Ray!
Good morning sweetheart!
Are you okay?
He's coming.
Wait, wait!
What did you see?
Go!
Aah!
Ray, shh!
Come on!
Lock the door!
Are you sure that it's him?
He's wearing a ski mask,
and he has a gun. It's him.
It's gonna be okay.
We're in my apartment.
Nothing is gonna happen.
Okay.
Ray...
My god...
What's he doing?
He's coming in.
Go, go, go!
Here. Help me move this.
What's he doing now?
I don't know.
We can jump.
It's not that far.
We can't jump.
It's too high.
We can't just
sit here and wait.
I'm gonna go out there.
No. No, you're not.
Listen, it's really simple.
I mean, I'll go out there,
and I'll create a diversion,
and you just run,
and don't stop.
No!
What else are we gonna do?
Were you looking at condos
for you or for us?
It's not the time.
Just answer the question.
It was for us.
Hey! Where are you going?
This is what he came for.
No. You can't do that.
Why?
I just want to forget
this happened, okay?
Okay.
Help me move this.
Look.
I don't know who you are,
and I don't care.
Please, just... take this
and leave us alone.