Payback (2007) - full transcript

[ambient electronic music]

[triumphal orchestral music]

[midtempo choral music]

[uptempo electronic music]

[helicopter whirs]

- You ever wonder
why we do this?

- What do you mean,
the undermanned,

understaffed part of the job,

or the lousy pay
and the job hazards?

It was either this or
investment banking. [chuckles]

[dog barks]
[siren wails]



Billy's not coming.

- Yeah, he is.

Yeah, he is, that
info was solid.

- Well.

It's gonna be
another long night.

[uptempo electronic music]
[shutter clicks]

- [Photographer] Oh, you
like that, head back.

That's wonderful,
very cool, very cool.

Now, lean to the other side.

That's cool, that's cool.

All right, slide across
more, slide across.

All right good, that's
cool, that's cool.

- All right, photo shoot's done.

- Who the hell are you?



- Shut up and sit down.

I'll take that camera
and shove it up your ass.

- Prick.

- Tracey, why do you make me
look all over for you, huh?

Oof, you're lookin' good.

You're lookin' really good.

[dark ambient music]

You know what I like,

and you know what I want.

And you know why I came.

- Look, he's back
in three weeks.

Every three weeks,
always on a Friday.

That's why they call
him Three Fridays.

He'll be on Fourth
Street, Downtown Vegas.

He's gonna have about
a pound of junk on him.

- Mm, you sure about that?

- Look, it costs me a lot to
get this for you, you know.

- Ah, stop your bitchin'.

What'd you think I'd forget you?

No, I got what you need, baby.

- Something's goin on.

[suspenseful music]

[door creaks]

- Yep, that's Billy.

- Barnett, this is Sean.

- Did really good.

- [Sean] Barnett, this is Sean.

Where are you?

- You did really good.

- Barnett, we need
you here now, Barnett.

Barnett.

[radio clicks]

Barnett, we need you here now.

- Catch you a little later?

- Now!

- Let's go, we're
gonna miss this.

- Frank, Ellen.

Yeah's Sean's been all
over the Walkie Talkie.

We meet at the warehouse.

[tires screech]
[engine revs]

[dramatic electronic music]

[tires screech]
- Police, freeze!

[guns fire]

[men groan]

[guns fire]

- Come on!

[guns fire]

[gun clicks]

- [Lyle] Give it up, Billy!

[guns fire]

- I'm gonna try to
get around behind him.

- Yeah, go.

[guns fire]

[gun clicks]

- I'm out!

Don't shoot!

I'm comin' out!

- [Lyle] Throw the
gun out, Billy!

[gun scrapes]

- Don't shoot.

- Put your hands up!

[dramatic music]

Real slow, now.

On your fuckin' knees.

[gun fires]

[Lyle moans]

- Freeze!

Drop it!

Drop it, Billy!

[guns fire]

- Oh, shit! [groans]

Oh, God.

[guns fire]

[woman gasps]

[engine hums]

- Where's Billy?

- They shot him!

- What?

What the fuck do you mean?

- Go, go!

- [groans] Hi.

I just gotta catch my breath.

- That's all right,
you take your time.

You're gonna be just
fine, all right?

You're gonna be just fine, now.

Hang in there, now.

- Feelin' kinda cold, Sean.

[Lyle groans and gasps]

- Come on, partner.

Lyle.

Lyle, Lyle!

Come on, partner,
you hang in there,

you hear me Lyle?

[sirens wail]
Lyle!

Don't die on me, Lyle.

Lyle, Lyle!

[Billy groans]

Fuck you.

- Come on, go ahead.

- Sean!

Sean, Ellen, Frank.

- You fuck!

- Holster that gun.

- Ellen, check Lyle.

Holster the gun, Sean!

Don't do this!

Don't let him bring you in.

Think of your family.

Think of your
daughter, Sean, please.

- You don't wanna go
out like this, man.

- Shit, fuck!

Where the hell were you?

- You were supposed
to wait for back up.

You know it was goin'
down before midnight.

You were supposed to be here!

- Don't lay this on me, mister.

You know protocol.

Now you wait for back
up, that's the deal.

- You should've been here.

Fuck.

- Let him go, let him cool down.

Let's get these
guns out of here.

Yeah, let's call an ambulance,

let's get this guy wrapped up.

[rhythmic electronic music]

- [Officer] All right,
step lively boys.

- [Man] Closing the RV.

[lock buzzes]

[punches thud]
[men groan]

- You better watch your
step around here, tough guy.

We don't care much
for cop killers.

- Things happen pretty
quick around here.

A lot of unforeseeable
shit can happen to a guy.

- Suck my dick.

- Shut the fuck up.

- I'm sorry.

[headbutt thuds]

[Billy groans]

[batons smack]
[men groan]

- Ah.

[phone beeps]

Yeah, it's Barnett.

Patch me to Sean
Walker, will you?

He's on the desk duty.

- Sean, Barnett's on line two.

[radio chatters]
[phone rings]

- This is Walker.

- Sean, now don't
hang up, it's me.

We gotta talk.

- Barnett, what do you want?

- Listen, do yourself
a favor, just meet me.

I got something, it's
about the shooting.

To be honest, it's
something your partner Lyle

would have appreciated.

- If you have somethin' to say,

why don't you just say it?

- Look, the phone's heavy here.

I don't wanna take any chances.

I've got somethin' to show ya

that'll make
everything all right.

Take five minutes
out of your life.

- Where?

- Go left on Flamingo
Road, go to Casino Road,

and you know those
high towers over here,

I'll be here, just show up.

- One hour.

Barnett, this better
not be bullshit.

- Great, fuckin' puss.

Ah!
[bottle shatters]

[gun clicks]

Hey, hey, Sean, you made it!

Hey, did you hear about
Internal Affairs clearin' you?

- You called me all the
way out here for that?

That's not your car.

Whose car is it?

What's goin' on, Barnett?

- Hey, cool down, okay Sean?

I'm just here to help you out.

I'm just here to help you.

- What did you do?

No, no.

I don't want anything from you.

You just think this is a
fucking joke, don't you?

- No, it's not a joke, Sean,

no, no, wait, stop,
don't go away!

I heard what you
were sayin' about me.

If Barnett would've been there,

Lyle would've been alive.

Are you sure you wanna
be on my bad side?

On my bad side?

- Fuck you, and
fuck your bad side.

- Why you talkin' like that?

Now you listen to
me, and you be smart.

Every asshole's out there
tryin' to put a bullet in me.

What do you think
we're doin' out here?

We take down bad guys.

That's who I am, that's
all I am, and I just do it.

And I don't give a
shit how it's done.

- Do you listen to the shit
that comes out of your mouth?

You're drunk, man!

All you think about is yourself
and promoting your career,

that's it!

- And how about
your career, Sean?

You got your head so
shoved up your ass,

you don't care about your files,

you don't care about anything.

All you care about is that
fuckin' wife of yours,

and that kid--

[punch thuds]

[Barnett groans]

- What's this, huh?

Huh, what's this?

You gonna shoot
me with this, huh?

- Sean, take it easy, will ya?

This is not what you
think it is, all right?

This is not the way it
was supposed to go down.

All right, Sean, take it easy.

- What the fuck is goin' on?

- Sean, you need redemption.

You need redemption
for what happened.

- Yeah, damn right I do.

My partner's layin' in a grave,

and you're still alive.

- Well, welcome to
fuckin' Las Vegas, Sean.

It's one-sided here, Sean.

In case you didn't
know, the rules in dice

still load against
the good guys.

And you know what,

being right doesn't give
you a bulletproof vest.

- What the fuck are
you talkin' about?

- I got somethin' for ya,
right here in this trunk.

- What's in the trunk?

- You got the gun.

- Open it, open it.

- All right, take it easy, Sean.

[lock clunks]

That's Three Fridays.

This guy sells drugs to
kids, he worked with Billy,

you know what, blame
him for Lyle's death.

- What the fuck are
you talkin' about?

- Shoot the punk and
get your redemption.

- I oughta just shoot you
right where you stand!

What kind of a cop are you?

Who made you fuckin'
judge and jury?

- You know what,
just do me a favor

and shoot the scumbag!

Who gives a shit about him!

Shoot him!

What's wrong with you?

Come on, it'll make
you feel better!

[punch thuds]

- Now I feel better.

Get up.

Let's go, come on.

- [Barnett] You're
gonna let him go?

- [Three Fridays]
What you gonna do?

- It's your lucky day.

Get the fuck out of
here, let's go, go.

- [Barnett] Sean.

I'll see you later
Three Fridays.

- I'll get my redemption.

But I don't need
you or this badge.

- Sean, you're just gonna
walk away from this.

That's what you're gonna do?

Come on, this is not
how I wanted this.

[door clunks]
[engine hums]

Ah, man!

This wasn't the way it was
supposed to go down, Sean!

[midtempo country music]

♪ To the better

- I don't know about this.

- You told me to
quit my job, I did.

But I gotta make
a living, right?

Come on, you love it
out here at the ranch.

- Ah, but it's so far
away from the city.

- Exactly.

I mean there's low crime,
there's great schools,

there's a lot of
peace and quiet.

You always said we
should move out here.

- I guess.

What do you think?

♪ My feet are gonna stand

♪ On sweet sacred ground

[cattle bellow]

[birds chirp]

[wood clatters]

[horn honks]

- Uncle Jesse!

- Hey, little darlin'.

How are you, aren't
you gettin' big.

Hi!
- Hi!

- How are you, good seein' you.

Hey, Sean.

- Jess, good to see you.

- Samantha, it's been a while.

- Yeah, well, we wanna
talk to you about that.

- Mommy, Mommy, I
have to go potty.

- You do, okay.

- It's been a long trip.

Yeah, I was kinda
wondering if maybe you need

an extra hand 'round this place.

- Sure, who do you got in mind?

- Me.

I quit the force.

- Really?

Well, let's take a walk.

- Yeah, who knows.

Maybe if I can quit
gettin' shot at,

I can watch my daughter grow up

and save my marriage.

- You guys havin' problems?

- Yeah.

I don't know, I don't know
what she wants with me.

You know, I figured that
when I quit the force

that she'd be thrilled, but.

I don't know, even
that wasn't enough.

- Well, you know, I
spent half my life

tryin' to figure out my life.

And I finally figured
it out was the figurin'

that kept us together.

- [chuckles] Well, here's
where we were the happiest, so.

If there's anything
left, we'll find it here.

- Well, there ain't any bad
guys out here to bother you.

Just the cows and the rattlers.

Sure it isn't gonna
be too quiet for you?

- Ooh, nope.

- [laughs] Right, I'll
give you two weeks,

you'll start
shootin' the cattle.

[Sean laughs]

Help me with that gate, will ya?

- All right.

- What ever happened
with that son of a bitch

that killed Lyle?

- He got life without parole.

- Well, guess you won't
be hearin' from him, then.

[somber ambient music]

♪ You can't run

♪ You can't hide

♪ From the north and south

♪ The east and the west

♪ How strong is our 245

♪ You can't run

♪ You can't hide

♪ From the north and south

♪ The east and the west

♪ How strong is our 245

♪ 245 ways

♪ To keep the people smashed up

♪ Or to blast out
weakness down cash out

♪ Lash out the
neighborhood alleys

♪ Street rides

[weights clink]

- Hey yo, Billy.

This new guy Snake just came in.

He's been tellin' me he
knows your cousin, TC.

- Hey, man.

How's it goin', huh?

Yeah, well anyway, yeah,
I saw TC a few months ago.

Fuckin' toolin' around
in his new Ferrari,

actin' like a fuckin' big shot.

Fuckin' buyin' dope,
whores, fuckin' idiot,

even talkin' about scorin',
fuckin' killin' a fuckin' cop.

Stupid motherfucker.

- You pump?

- Fuck no, I don't
pump that shit.

Fuck.

- You should because it
makes you live longer.

[dramatic music]

[Snake sputters]

[crowd chatters and yells]

[Snake coughs]

I don't like people talkin'
bad about my family.

- I didn't mean it.

Get that fuckin' thing off me.

- Get that son of a bitch!

- Yeah, man, take his ass down!

[Snake sputters]

- Come on, you punk!

- Got you, I got you.

- Get the fuck away from me.

I'm gonna kill that
son of a bitch.

- Chill out, man.

Hey, hey, hey.

Last thing you wanna
do is fuck with him.

- Fuck!

- Don't fuck with
him, I'm tellin' you.

- Fuck you guys, fuck you!

[prisoners laugh and chatter]

[lock buzzes]

- What's up, man?

I'm just takin' out the trash.

- Go ahead.

That gun you wanted.

It'll be there.

- When?

- Don't get ahead of yourself.

It's double the price.

- You fuckin' nuts?

[punch thuds]
[prisoner groans]

- There are no
transfers out here

for at least 20 days.

That gun's not gonna help you.

- You let me worry about that.

Just get it there.

- I will.

Now move your ass.

[engine rumbles]

[suspenseful electronic music]

[weights clink]

- Can't do it, man.

- You want me to keep
them off your ass,

you'd do it.

- Dead man fuckin' walkin'.

- Just like a fuckin'
lamb to slaughter.

- Hey man, how about givin'
somebody else a chance on that.

[man chuckles]

Hey, I said--

- I heard you, fool!

[man groans]

- Take it easy, take it easy.

- What does this
little roach want?

- To work out.

- Fuck him!

- What's your fuckin' problem?

- Oh, you're gonna
make somebody's day,

huh, motherfucker?

Let's do--

[punch thuds]

[men groan]
[punches thud]

[prisoners chatter and cheer]

- Yeah, fuck him up!

- Yeah, get him!

[dramatic music]

[man groans]

[gun fires]

[siren wails]

- It better fuckin' be there.

- It'll be there, trust me.

- You two, faces to the ground!

Come on, move it!

[rhythmic electronic music]

- [Officer] Anyone else?

- No, that's it.

Yeah you should've heard him
there in the locker room.

- [Driver] Oh, really?

- [Officer] He kinda
went crazy or somethin'.

[suspenseful music]

It's only expected.

Let's check another station.

- Hey.

Pull over or I'll kill you.

Don't you fuckin' move.

Stop the car, slow down.

Get out, open the doors, move!

You stay there, don't
you fuckin' move.

All right, turn
around, turn around!

Get out of the fuckin'
car, or your friend dies.

Move!

Get around here, move.

- Stay calm, man.

- Fuckin' move.

Join your friend.

- Take it easy, man.

- You look good together.

[gun fires]

[engine hums]

[tires screech]

[radio chatters]

[traffic hums]

- How's it goin', Frank?

- Good to see you, man.

- Thanks for callin'.

- Man, I told you to
meet me down the street.

- Yeah, I know, what
was up with that?

- Look, I gotta keep this quiet.

Ralph will have my
badge if he finds out.

[sirens]

- Barnett?

When the fuck do you
care what Barnett thinks?

- Man, it's Captain Barnett now.

- No.

You gotta be kiddin' me.

- After that last cocaine bust,

he's the department's
golden boy.

- Ah, I wonder how many
people he had to hurt

to get to be captain.

- You come down here
to dig up the past

or fill me in on Billy Hagman?

- No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

So, how did he escape?

- Prison transfer.

Killed two guards
on the way out.

Look, you know him
better than anybody.

Any idea where he might go?

- Man, as soon as the
bodies start pilin' up,

that's where you're
gonna find him.

- I'm serious, Sean.

Look, I called you

because I thought you
had a right to know.

And maybe you could help
us get a handle on this guy

before things get
out of control.

Now you wouldn't be holding
anything back, would you?

- Frank, that was 10 years ago.

Man, anything I got now is
like past the sell by due date.

- Oh, fuck.

- You two ladies better be
havin' a picnic out here.

Sean, Sean, you're back!

What, are you here paying
some parking tickets?

What are you here for?

What's up?

Hey Frank.

I told him not to call ya.

But I knew he would, and
I figured you'd show up.

Let me tell you
something, buddy.

This doesn't concern you.

You stay away from this.

- He killed my best friend.

- This is not gonna work out

the way you think
it's gonna work out.

You are not a cop
anymore, got it?

Not a cop.

You go back to your ranch,
play with your piggies,

your donkeys, or
whatever you gotta do.

You stay away from this case.

Am I clear?

I said, am I clear?

Good.

Frank.

Guess what you get to do.

You get to come to my office.

That's right.

You two ladies have a nice day.

- Well, that was smooth.

- Guy's an asshole.

- Yeah, well he's
my problem now.

How's Samantha?

- She's good, she's good.

We're no longer together,
but she's good, thanks.

- Oh man, I'm
sorry to hear that.

- Yeah, that's all right.

You know, things happen.

- And your daughter?

How's she doing?

- Ah, she's great, she's great.

Gettin' big.

I see her in the summer,
so I'm pickin' her up

in a couple of weeks.

[uptempo electronic music]

- Jess!

Jessica!

Jessica!

Jessica!

- Hi, Mom!

Oh, there you are.

This is Michelle.

She works in the office.

As it turns out,

she's going to the
convention in Vegas, too,

so I thought we'd all ride
together this afternoon.

- But Mom!

- I don't have time
to argue about it.

We leave in an hour.

- But--

- Do I have to pack for you?

- No, I'll do it.

- Okay.

Oh, and don't forget
your riding clothes.

- I won't.

- Relax, take your time.

I'll keep your mom occupied
while you say your goodbyes.

- Thank you.

- Oh, and you better
let him up for air.

[young man gasps]

- I thought I was gonna drown.

- Get outta here!

[Samantha sighs]

- I worry about that girl.

- Why?

- Because she spends
so much time alone.

- Didn't you when
you were that age?

- No, I was with her father.

I just worry that she's
not gonna meet anybody.

- I don't think you have
to worry about that.

So, how's your husband?

- We're separated.

- I'm so sorry.

I knew you were
having problems, but.

- Yeah, I guess some
things weren't meant to be.

[midtempo electronic music]

[woman yells playfully]

[woman laughs]

[suspenseful music]

- [Woman] Oh!

[couple gasps and moans]

[man groans]

- Ah!

God!

Babe, you were gone
for a very long time.

He doesn't mean anything to me.

You're still my man.

And let me prove it to you.

- Why don't you?

- [Young Man] Come on.

I swear it was my
dad's car, honest.

[birds chirp]

[ax thuds]

[phone rings]

- Yeah.

- It's me.

I got that address for you.

- Okay, hold on,
hold on a second.

Now, all right, go ahead.

- 3000 South Valley View
Boulevard, apartment 3C.

Sean, don't fuck me on this.

Now, if there's
anything we should know,

you call it in, all right?

- If anything comes up, I swear
to you, I'll let you know.

All right, thanks man.

[engine hums]

[phone rings]

- [Jesse] Hello?

- Hey Jesse, it's Samantha.

Is Sean there?

- [Jesse] No, he just drove off.

Didn't say where he was goin'.

- Okay, well something came up.

and I wanted to know if
I could bring Jessica

a couple days early.

- [Jesse] She's welcome anytime.

- Good.

All right, I'll see
you tomorrow, then.

- [Jesse] Lookin' forward to it.

- Bye.

All right you guys, let's go!

Jessica, cheer up, it's
not the end of the world.

- Everything sure seems
that way when you're young.

I expect you'd much
rather be hanging out

with your friends now,
wouldn't you, Jess?

- Thanks.

Will you at least make
an effort for your father

when we get there?

- Hey babe.

Where's that cocktail?

- Hey, cuz.

- Get your ass downstairs.

Billy.

- Lookin' good.

[gulls caw]

- I thought you were dead.

- Not yet.

- Saw that fuckin'
cop shoot you, man.

- Yeah.

He's my next stop.

[sighs] You've spent
it all, haven't you?

- I know what this
must look like,

but bro, you gotta know
that ain't the way it is.

- Tell me what it's like.

- Everybody gotta live
a little, you know?

Have a place to stay.

I mean, look at this shit.

It's all right, isn't it?

Nice, isn't it?

[suspenseful music]

- This really hurts, TC.

You're family, I trusted you.

- You listen to me.

They put you away for life.

What did you expect me to do?

- I expected you to be loyal.

To take care of my
girl, lay low, be smart.

Wait, but you're fuckin' greedy.

- Fuck it.

You know, I got
this boat, Ferrari.

I mean, you're back.

Cheers, man, take it.

- I will.

[punch thuds]
[TC moans]

Woo!

Get more rope, more rope
around his fuckin' neck.

Yeah, yeah.

[water splashes]

[gulls caw]

- You just killed your cousin.

- Fuck him.

[woman squeals]

[engine revs]

[dark ominous music]

[door knocks]

- Hello?

[phone beeps]

Frank, yeah.

You better get over here.

[midtempo electronic music]

[engine revs]

[uptempo electronic music]

- Wow!

What a beautiful room.

- I'm exhausted.

- Anything else for you ladies?

- No, thank you, but if
there is, I'll let you know.

- Well, I'm on till midnight,
if you need anything.

Anything at all, you know.

Please let me know.

- Okay.

[women giggle]

- He was cute.

- Yeah, but I'm tired,
I'm gonna take a nap.

- You've been
napping all the way.

- But it was a long day.

[Samantha sighs]

- I'm gonna take a shower.

[midtempo electronic music]

- Wanna come out and
play with me tonight?

- Yeah.

[siren wails]

- And you found him just like?

[radio chatters]

Just like this, huh?

- Yeah, I just think that.

- [Man] Be careful, we
got some steps, here.

- Hey, Fucko.

You better be delivering pizza.

- Yeah, I'm passin' through.

- Your mama's just
passin' through.

What are you smilin' at, huh?

You think I didn't know you
had something to do with this?

- Hey, will you just
stay off of Frank's case.

I found the body,
I called it in.

- And how is that, Sean?

You're just passing through?

This better not
have anything to do

with Billy's escape.

- Are you worried that I'm
gonna catch Billy first

and steal the headlines?

- Hey, fuck you!

- Hey, fuck you!

- No, fuck you!

- Hey, come on you guys.

Cut this shit out,
the press is outside.

- Frank, shut up.

You wanna dance with me?

You're gonna lose.

You will go down.

Now you get off this case.

- Listen, let me
tell you somethin'.

You wanna dance?

You're gonna be
dancin' on dead bodies.

You want my information,
I'm comin' along.

- We got nothin'
without his intel.

- Both you guys.

You got 60 seconds.

- Billy had a girlfriend,
Sadie Hastings.

This was her place.

- The body bag?

- My best guess was
it was a boyfriend.

Didn't expect Billy to show up.

- Tell me more about Sadie.

- The night of Lyle's murder,

somebody helped TC
escape with the money.

I figured Sadie'd
be the getaway car.

She must've shadowed
Billy for the drop,

followed us in the warehouse,

picked up TC while we
were takin' Billy down.

- Who the hell is TC now?

- TC is Billy's cousin.

He was the second
shooter in the warehouse,

but we didn't have
enough to make it stick.

- Oh, oh this is beautiful.

TC gets away with the money.

Oh, this is good detective work.

Why don't you two brainiacs

tell me why Billy
would come here

and not go for the money first.

- Well, if I was in
jail a really long time,

I'd probably wanna
come here first, too.

[playful instrumental music]

- Yeah.

All right, you got that address.

I know you got that address.

Wanna tag along?

Let's go, Fucko.

Come on.

Come on!

I said let's go.

- I'm transferrin' to L.A.

- [Barnett] Come on, let's go!

[uptempo electronic music]

- Hey guys, what's up.

- Oh, Mom!

Mom, Michelle asked me
to go out to a nightclub.

Can I go, please?

- A nightclub?

You're too young.

- What, I'm 18, I'm
practically legal.

- Come on, Sam, let
the kid have some fun.

- All right, but
you're responsible,

and you, don't be home too late.

- Oh, thanks!

- Trust me.

- Bye, Mom.

- Bye, have fun.

But not too much fun.

[door clunks]

- Babe.

You must be so tired.

I know something that's
gonna perk you right up.

- Yeah?

- [Sadie] Yeah.

[slap smacks]

- That's for the guy
I caught you with.

- [laughs] I didn't
even think you cared.

- Yeah.

- Oh!

[midtempo electronic music]

[uptempo dance music]

- Welcome to The Little Buddha.

Enjoy your evening.

- I'm sure we will.

[crowd chatters]

Two shots of vodka, please.

- My mom would never take
me to a place like this.

- That's why we're
not gonna tell her.

- Yeah, she drives me crazy.

Sometimes I feel like she
doesn't even know who I am.

- I think I know who you are,

and I think you need
to have fun tonight.

[phone beeps and rings]

- Yes, can I have the
bell desk, please.

[uptempo electronic music]

- [laughs] Can you
believe those guys?

Michelle, I had the best time.

- I am so glad you
had fun tonight.

I hope you consider
me your friend.

[door clunks]

[Jessica and Michelle laugh]

- Good evening, ladies.

- Looks like Mommy
had fun tonight, too.

- Couple of girls called
it in this morning.

- This your guy, Sean?

- Shit.

Yeah.

- All right, this
is my crime scene.

Let's get Zervick down
here, Simpson, Norris.

Let's talk to
everyone on the boats,

get the history on this.

The two girls, I want
'em at the station.

They do not leave.

Sean, you got
something else for us?

- No, Sadie and TC were
the only names that I had.

- You're not bullshitting me,

you're not gonna be playing
those games again, are you?

- Look I wanna get this
guy as bad as you do.

But no, these are the
only leads that I had.

- Okay, bye bye with you.

You're off the crime scene.

You're useless, don't need you.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Without me, you
wouldn't have been here.

- Exactly where are we?

We got two dead bodies, Sean.

They're not talkin' to us.

Go back to your ranch,
play with your donkeys.

We're the cops, we'll
take care of this.

Off the crime scene.

- Hey Sean, Sean, I'm sorry man.

- [Sean] That's okay.

- No hey, hey, don't let
this asshole get to you.

Look, if I find anything,
I'll let you know.

I'll call you, I promise.

Man, I wouldn't lie to you.

All right?

[dark ominous music]

[phone beeps]

[phone rings]

- Hello.

- [Sean] Jesse, it's me.

- Sean, where in
the hell are you?

Takin' off like
that without a word.

- [Sean] Yeah, I
know, I'm sorry Jesse.

- What's goin' on, Sean?

- [Sean] I just got tied up
with something I'm working on.

I'm trying to take care of
some unfinished business.

- Well, you better hurry.

Samantha's bringin' your
daughter over here early.

- I don't know what you
guys did last night,

but Jessica sure had fun.

She hasn't stopped
talking all morning.

- She was good company.

- Hey Mom, I'm ready.

Let's get to Dad's.

- What'd you do
to my little girl?

- What little girl?

- Hey now.

[midtempo electronic music]

[engine revs]

[radio chatters]

- Hey buddy.

I need a car.

Any of those pieces
of shit outside work?

- Sorry, none of
'em are for sale.

- Hm.

[cane smacks]
[dramatic music]

- That's not what I asked you.

[cane smacks]

[cane smacks]

- Woo!

That's a good job, babe.

- You hear that?

Tend to 'em.

- She's beautiful.

- [Man] Thank you.

- Would you like
me to fill her up?

- Please.

- She must be very powerful.

And it must take a
big man to ride her.

Obviously, you know your
way around an engine.

And I've been having
problems with my accelerator,

and I was wondering if
you could take a look

underneath the hood.

- Absolutely.

[suspenseful music]

[pipe smacks]
[man groans]

- Yes! [giggles]

I got us a ride.

- Good girl.

[horn honks]

See who that is.

- Holy cow, check this out.

- Oh god.

- Can I help you?

- Yeah, 20 bucks, please.

Thanks, sweetie.

[chuckles] Freak.

- Hey, do you have
a bathroom here?

- Nope.

- Well, I think I'm gonna burst.

- Yeah, I can tell.

- Well, how do you manage?

- How do I manage what?

- You know, for relief.

- Well, I could show you.

- If looks could kill.

Be right back.

- Jessica, what's going on?

- Nothing.

- We were just talking.

Why, what's it to you?

- Get in the car.

- Hey, hey.

You don't have to do what
your Mommy tells you to do.

- Let go.

Let go.

Let go.

- Let go of her arm.

Let go of her.

- Bye bye, Jessica.

[uptempo suspenseful music]

[engine hums]

[engine revs]

- Guess they didn't
like the service.

- Mm-hm.

- Come on, baby.

[door clunks]

[engine revs]

Yeah!

[engine revs]

Oh yeah, oh yeah.

- Are you okay, Jessica?

That was scary.

[engine hums]

[birds chirp]

[horse whinnies]

- [Jesse] Hi!

- Uncle Jesse!

- Hey, hey, you're
happy to see me.

- You have no idea.

- Anything I should know about?

- Eh, just some guy
hassling Jessica.

- Huh.

Well, let's take a look at you.

My, my, look at this.

My grand niece is all growed up.

- Yep.

- My, you've turned into
a beautiful young woman.

You're pretty as your mama,
beautiful as the sunset.

- Jesse, this is my
friend, Michelle.

- Well, how do you do?

A woman of your rare
beauty is always welcome

to my humble abode.

- Oh, he's got quite the
silver tongue, doesn't he?

- Well, it runs in the family.

Why do you think I
fell for her father?

Thanks for letting
us come early.

- Hey, no problem.

I'm sorry Sean isn't here.

He went runnin' off somewhere.

- We should be going.

- Hey, you just got here.

Don't you have time
for a quick trek?

I know how much
you like to ride.

- Well, we could stay
for a couple minutes.

You wanna go for a ride?

- Uh, not me.

I'm a city gal.

The only horses I like are
under the hood of a Ferrari.

- Well, there's the house.

Make yourself at home.

[dark ominous music]

[phone rings]

- Yeah.

- [Frank] Sean, it's Frank.

There's been a double homicide

at the gas station
near your ranch.

I'm headin' out that way now.

- Jesus.

[engine revs]

[horse whinnies]

- Remember that pond over
yonder back by that tree?

- Oh yeah, I spent many a
summer day in that pond.

[Jesse laughs]

- Yeah, I remember
a little ragamuffin

runnin' home after a long
day's swim with Sean.

- [chuckles] Not much
has changed around here.

How is Sean?

- Oh, I think he
still misses you.

- Yeah, I bet he doesn't miss
all the yelling and screaming.

- Well, he was a
wild thing back then.

Seem to remember so were you.

- Oh yeah.

- Lyle's murder changed him.

He's mellowed out.

- What are you tryin' to
do, get us back together?

- Well, you were good together.

- Yeah, in between fights.

- You got a pretty young
daughter to prove it.

- Who thinks that
she's all grown up.

[horse whinnies]

[suspenseful music]

[phone rings]

[dramatic music]

- Who are you?

- Who are you?

- Michelle Atkins.

Samantha's friend.

- This is Jesse
Walker's place, right?

- Yeah.

- Sean Walker's uncle.

- You don't work here, do you?

- You're very perceptive.

- Then what are you
doing in the house?

- Waiting.

- So why don't you join us.

- I've forgotten how
quiet it us out here.

- [Jesse] You work
up an appetite, girl?

- That's good because we
got a big mess of ribs

back at the house.

I don't wanna hear
any of this crap

about a New York diet or
vegetarian stuff, either.

- For you, Uncle Jesse,

I'll give fresh-killed
animal flesh a try.

- Sounds like a deal.

Let's go get it.

- Don't listen to them, Dollar.

Come on.

[horse whinnies]

[Michelle cries]

- Oh come on.

I know you like it.

I can tell.

- I don't think she wants
to play with you, Sadie.

You've lost your touch.

- Oh yeah?

Well, we'll just see about that.

[Michelle sobs]

- Well, let's go eat.

- Yee-haw.

[suspenseful music]

[phone rings]

- Come on.

[phone rings]

Come on, come on.

- Oh, howdy.

How can I help you folks.

- Where's Sean Walker?

- He ain't here.

Who are you?

- An old friend.

When's he due back here?

- I don't know.

You want me to call him?

- No, no.

There's no rush.

Besides, I'd kind of
like to surprise him.

Well, look who's here.

- You know this guy, Samantha?

- Yeah, that's the guy
who was hassling Jessica.

- Uh, you were hassling me.

- That's enough, partner.

Out of here.

[gun fires]

[women scream]

- Oh my god.

[Sadie laughs]

Oh my god.

[phone rings]

- Don't move.

- Shit!

- What the fuck do
you want from us?

- I want your husband.

- Why?

- Let's see.

He shot me.

He put me in jail, he
basically ruined my life,

and now I'm here to
return the favor.

Honey.

- Hm?

- Why don't you go tie 'em up.

- [laughs] Here, kitty
kitty kitty kitty.

Come on, you.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah.

Mom, I'm sorry.

- Don't worry about that now.

We just gotta figure
a way out of here

so we can warn your father.

Try your hands.

- I can't.

I can't get 'em loose.

[Samantha groans]

- All right, we'll figure
something else out.

- What if they come back?

- Don't think about that right
now, just try your hands.

- Babe.

How much longer are
we gonna have to wait?

- Till Mr. Walker returns.

- But when is that until?

- Quit whining, you're
driving me crazy.

We finish here when I deal
with this prick, okay?

No matter how long it takes.

Now shut the fuck up, go
inside, and leave me alone.

Please.

[door clunks]

[suspenseful music]

- Mm, mm, mm.

I smell me some fresh meat,

and I think I'm
gonna get me some.

- You stay away
from her, you bitch.

- Oh, what do you think
you're gonna do about it, huh?

Huh?

There there, my sweet.

Where were we.

Oh, oh, oh, I know,
it's so sad, so sad.

Mommy's on the ground.

Oh, don't cry little
thing, don't cry.

Pretty, pretty, pretty,
pretty little girl.

Aw, little pretty, pretty,
pretty, pretty girl.

Ah.

[Jessica sobs]

[Sadie cries mockingly]

Mommy, wah!

She can't save you now, can she?

[glass clatters]

- Come on.

Wah Mommy, my ass!

Come on!

[frenzied suspenseful music]

[Jessica screams]

Run!

[gun clicks]

[fist thuds]

Hang on.

Go in the shed.

[tires screech]

[Jessica gasps]

- Is he coming?

- All right, Jessica,
listen to me.

I'm gonna distract
him, and when I do,

I want you to run, and I
want you to keep running,

and I don't want you
to look back, okay?

- No, no, Mom, I don't
want to leave you.

- For once in your life,
would you just listen to me?

[horses whinny]

- Girls, girls, girls.

Hi.

[board thuds]
[Billy groans]

[Samantha groans]
[board thuds]

[engine revs]

[board thuds]
[Billy groans]

- Pretty, pretty girl.

Nobody runs out on me, bitch!

[Jessica screams]

[gun fires]

[Jessica screams]

- It's all right,
it's all right.

You okay?

You sure?

All right, look.

I want you to go in there,

and I want you to lock
yourself in there, all right?

All right.

[punch thuds]

- Bitch.

I'm gonna cut your
fuckin' eyes out.

[Samantha moans]

- Billy!

- Oh my god.

- Let her go.

- I was wonderin' how
long I'd have to wait.

Drop the fuckin' gun,
or I cut her throat.

Drop the gun.

Drop the gun!

Ah!
[dramatic music]

[men groan]

- Mom!

- Oh god, oh!

[men groan]

You son of a bitch, you!

[punches thud]

[punches thud]

[men groan]

[Sean yells]

Get up!

[punches thud]

Now it's your turn!

[guns fire]

[sirens wail]

[Jessica and Samantha whimper]

- Sean!

Sean!

- Dad.

- Hey.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[eerie orchestral music]

[uptempo electronic music]

[ambient electronic music]