Shooting Heroin (2020) - full transcript
A small town community comes together to eradicate the heroin epidemic from its midst by whatever means necessary.
♪♪
MAN: And now we continue
our ongoing coverage
of the opioid epidemic ravaging
the heartland of America.
WOMAN: In recent years,
drug overdoses have surpassed
all vehicle and gun-related
deaths.
On average, hundreds
of people die every day.
MAN: Now, for these reasons,
the president signed
an executive order
combatting the drug addiction
and opioid crisis.
WOMAN: Many of the street drugs
are laced with fentanyl,
adding to the rising
overdose rate.
Opioids, even prescribed ones,
if misused,
the consequences can be deadly.
MAN: And now another
heartbreaking story
from Whispering Pines.
The story of a mother
who lost both of her sons
in 12 hours.
WOMAN: We couldn't get a comment
from Hazel Pratt,
but we now go live to another
on-the-ground reporter.
MAN: Sir, can you
and your daughter
please tell us
exactly what happened here?
I don't think my daughter is up
for any questions right now.
But I'll tell ya what.
No one should be dyin'
in the eighth grade.
WOMAN: A truly
heartbreaking story.
But unfortunately
not the last to report
on the local opioid epidemic.
MAN: It has just been reported
that another violent,
drug-related crime
took the life
of Bruce Williamson.
A World War II veteran
was murdered
during a home invasion
last night.
He was alone.
He was attacked in his home.
♪♪
♪♪
(POUNDING ON DOOR)
Come on out,
you son of a bitch.
MAN: Paul, wait!
And I'm gonna give you
what the fuck
you got comin' to ya.
- MAN: No!
- (GUNSHOT, GLASS SHATTERS)
♪♪
"It was a dangerous journey,
but they needed to save Narnia.
"The battle was fierce,
but with Peter, Susan,
Edmund, and Lucy's help,
Aslan and his army
brought peace back to Narnia.
Look... there's Aslan again.
Who's that?
It kinda looks like you.
The end.
Say "yay"!
- Yay.
- Yay. All right, buddy.
Let's go to bed.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(BABY COOING)
Gimme a hug.
(BABY COOING)
(WHISPERING)
I love you.
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
Love you.
BABY: Dada.
♪♪
(CAR APPROACHING)
(CAR DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)
MAN: Hey.
Who were you expecting?
No one.
Things have gotten
that bad, huh?
Yep.
Sorry.
Me, too. Uh,
you want a beer or somethin'? I can...
No, actually...
I've got some bad news.
♪♪
It's your sister.
(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)
♪♪
Now, what is that?
Morphine.
You know
she's an addict.
It's just to take
the edge off.
I'll be fine.
How long were you clean?
I'm still clean.
Three years, one month,
and 12 days... ish.
Hmm. And you're jeopardizing
that for some painkillers.
If you felt what I was
feeling, you'd ask for a gun.
I just want you
to be careful.
It's just until
I heal up, okay?
I'll hold you to that.
I see you have custody.
Shh! Yes,
I have custody.
You sure know
how to pick 'em.
Third time's the charm,
I guess, right?
No. No, no,
no, no, no.
Two. That's fine.
I'll hold you to that.
Touché.
(SIGHS, BUTTON CLICKS)
How much of that stuff
are you injecting?
Hmm.
As much as it takes.
Okay...
All right, well,
I got registration for daycare in an hour.
I gotta get Phil ready.
You know you can come back
when the family's here.
I could.
But I won't.
Come on, buddy.
You can keep that.
(GROANS)
Can you say bye?
- Bye.
- Good-bye...
(GIGGLES)
Get better, all right?
Feel better.
We kinda need you.
Mm.
Later, dumb-ass.
Later, dumb-ass.
(NEWS STATION FANFARE)
MAN: We have breaking news
at this hour
on the sentencing
of Paul Davis,
who murdered his neighbor
in connection
with drug trafficking.
WOMAN: Paul has been convicted
of murder in the first degree
and is facing life in prison.
MAN: Now, this trial has divided
the community of Whispering Pines
with some locals
calling Paul a hero
for taking justice
into his own hands.
(INDISTINCT BAR CHATTER)
Well, aren't you
a sight for sore eyes.
Lieutenant,
how the hell are you?
I'm good, man.
How you doin'?
I'm all right.
You've been
all over the globe.
(SIGHS)
Yeah, three tours,
two ex-wives.
I got a son now.
- Hey, that's great.
- So...
I'm right back here
in the fuckin' Pines.
Mm-hmm.
I saw your mom.
(CHUCKLING)
What'd she have to say?
Oh, said you were laying low,
taking care of your sister.
Yeah.
Yeah. Things have gotten
a little crazy around here.
- Lots of drugs.
- No shit!
I leave for a few years,
you let everything
go to hell, Jerry.
Last week, eighth-grader...
ODs in the boys' bathroom
at school.
Eighth grade?
- Yeah.
- Damn.
(SIGHS)
I only got a couple more
years of this shit,
and then I'm outta here.
Another.
Sorry about that, Ed.
(FAINT COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING)
Do you want one?
No. Thank you.
I gotta get back.
Um, I'm gonna
catch you up. I owe you.
Okay?
Why you ain't out there
arrestin' all them pushers?
On what charges?
Dealing heroin,
dumb-ass.
Hey... we're on different
sides of the fence, okay?
But you respect me,
and I respect you.
Got that?
You just keep
filling up our jails
with the wrong people.
I never see the drug
dealers down at that prison.
Why?
Because I'm by myself.
I have to catch them
in the act.
I got news
for you, copper:
A old pickup,
the hood's down,
out of tar.
Hood's up, his store
is open for business.
Exactly...
and you got me
tryin' to clean up
this mess, alone.
What do you
want me to do?
By any means necessary.
Yeah, okay.
Paul did it.
And look at him now.
♪♪
Nothing new
under the sun.
(DOOR CREAKS)
He's not wrong.
(DOOR SQUEAKS SHUT)
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
MAN: Please welcome
Hazel Pratt.
(STUDENTS MURMURING)
I-I spent my life,
other than
raising my sons,
saving lives in the ER.
I lost...
my two sons
in 12 hours.
From...
From the same needle.
And now, I spend my time
talking to you kids,
hoping that you won't use
and end up dead, too.
(LAUGHING)
Hey... hello, you.
Why don't you
stand up?
Yeah, you, the one
that's, you know, laughing
and not paying attention...
stand up.
Whatever.
Excuse me?
Sorry.
What's your mother's name?
Lisa.
Lisa.
Do you hate
your mother Lisa?
No, of...
of course not.
Well, do you hate
your friends' mothers?
No, ma'am.
'Cause I don't think that
they'd be, you know,
really happy to see that
you're not paying any attention
to what could be the most
important lesson
that you've
ever had all year.
Something that could
save your life,
or... or save
your friends' lives.
What lesson?
The lesson
that if you do heroin,
even once,
you're going to ruin
the rest of your life.
And you're gonna break
your mother's heart
and devastate her
for the rest of her days!
Is that
what you wanna do?
No.
(STAMMERING)
You can sit down.
♪♪
(MIC THUDS, FEEDBACK)
(HAZEL SOBBING)
(URINE TRICKLING,
MAN GROANS SOFTLY)
(DISTANT NIGHT BIRD WHOOPING)
Ah. Man, there's not enough beer
for these cold winters.
(CHUCKLING)
Should bring
a fifth next time.
(LAUGHING)
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah.
Hey, man, are you, uh...
are you serious about
goin' spottin' after midnight?
Best time
to catch those deer,
when they're caught
in the headlights.
It's also
illegal as shit.
The odds of Jerry being
out here at this time
in this part
of the woods is...
zero to none.
Edward, are you
all right with this?
You work at a prison.
Don't you gotta, you know,
follow all the laws
and shit?
Hey, the world
is fucked up.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah, it is.
See the news
the other day?
You talkin' about Paul?
He's doing life...
for... for giving a damn
about our town.
Yeah, that's
fucked up, man.
- Yeah it is.
- Wait, so...
You guys think
what Paul did...
uh... breaking into
his neighbor's house
in the middle of the night
and murdering him...
you think that's right?
Yeah.
Redneck fuckin' justice.
You serious?
Dead.
♪♪
(BABY CRYING)
Hey, who was that?
Adam. That was a...
friend of mine.
What are you doin'?
Where's Phil?
I was just about
to get him.
(BABY CRYING)
Don't fuckin'
touch him.
(DOOR OPENS, BABY CRYING)
(DOOR SLAMS)
(BREATHING HARD)
(CAR DOOR SLAMS)
♪♪
(BABY CRYING IN DISTANCE)
It's just until
the pain goes away.
Fuck!
They canceled
my insurance!
They canceled
your insurance, great.
Then just throw
your fuckin' life away.
Fuck you!
You don't know
what this is like!
You know
that's not true!
- It was always so...
- Don't gimme that bullshit.
- Where is it?
- It was always so easy for you.
- Where is it?!
- It's... there's not...
- There's no more!
- (CHAIR CLATTERS)
I finished it!
Fuck!
Is this it?
I'm gonna ask you
one more time.
And I swear to God,
Cheyenne,
if you lie to me...
Is there
anything else?
No. No.
Let's find out.
No, there's
nothing in...
There's nothing there.
- I told you, there's nothing.
- Let's find out.
♪♪
Stop!
Stop, it's nothing,
there's nothing...
I said...
Adam, it's just...
Stop, I said stop!
I swear to God.
Stop!
I said there's...
(SNIFFLES)
I can't help it.
- You can fuckin' help this.
- Please don't leave.
(CRYING)
Please don't...
Please don't leave me!
Please...
(DOOR SLAMS)
(SOBBING QUIETLY)
♪♪
(SOBBING)
♪♪
Stop!
(CHEYENNE GASPING)
(FIRE ROARING)
MAN: It's hard to know what
to say in situations like this.
We all want answers.
The Lord numbers our days.
And yet His timing today
seems premature
for such a loving daughter,
sister...
and young woman.
None of us know our time.
Cheyenne had a good heart.
And though she wasn't amongst
us often on Sundays,
she knew...
she knew her life
had a greater purpose
in the eyes of God.
It's hard to measure
the impact
of one's life and death
for the ones left behind.
But the little
I knew of Cheyenne...
I always enjoyed
her sense of humor,
her loud laugh...
and I appreciated
her donations
at our wild game dinners.
No one knows why Cheyenne
succumbed to her addiction...
We sure as hell do!
Those filthy
fucking dealers!
And you!
You, Adam!
I asked you
to take care of her.
I asked you to watch out
for your sister!
And what did you do?
Now's the time
to celebrate Cheyenne's life.
No one here is responsible
for what happened.
Nah, she's right.
No, she's right.
It was my fault.
And it's your fault, Ma.
And it's your fault.
And it's your fault.
- Ted...
- Adam...
Shut the fuck up, Ted!
- Hey, don't do this now...
- You too!
(SNIFFS)
Cheyenne was doomed.
The second she was born here,
she was doomed.
♪ There ain't no place
I'd rather be ♪
♪ Out here
in the middle of nowhere ♪
♪ Runnin' down
some dark highway ♪
- Adam!
- What?
What the fuck you doin'?
(CHUCKLES)
Nothin', what are you doin'?
I'll come by
in 15 minutes.
Be out front.
We's goin' out.
No, not tonight.
Yeah, okay. Bye.
(APPROACHING VEHICLE)
(SIREN BLIPS)
Hey, bro! Come on.
Let's get drunk.
Really don't want to.
Oh, yeah, you really do.
Come on, get your skinny ass
in the car right fuckin' now.
(ENGINE STARTS)
Hey, pal.
ADAM: Shit, this whole road
not have reception?
Yeah, you know,
it's Pennsylvania.
They're still waiting for this
whole cell phone thing to catch on.
Beth is making me pay.
- (CHUCKLING)
- To watch her own grandson.
You know your family
was my favorite.
You always kept me busy.
You're welcome.
(CHUCKLING)
So, where the fuck
are we going?
There's this new
hipster bar.
It's Southern-themed.
You're gonna love it.
Oh, boy.
(LAUGHING)
This place is not
very Southern-themed.
Well, that's next.
Patience.
Patience, son.
Man, the dirty
motherfuckers.
Who?
Over there.
The county PD.
They're taking out the sergeant
for his retirement
and they didn't invite me.
So here I am, sittin' here,
lookin' like an asshole.
Thanks.
I didn't mean you.
You know,
it's just the fact
that I'm here,
and they're there.
So... I guess I oughta
go over and buy them a round.
And let them grin
through their shit.
Be right back.
You want another one?
Yeah. Thank you.
You're welcome.
Hello, fellas.
Sarge.
Can I have another pint,
and for my buddy a shot?
(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
♪♪
Here you go, bro.
Down the hatch.
Thank you.
♪♪
(FAINT COUNTRY MUSIC)
(STAIRS CREAKING)
(SNIFFLING)
(LIGHTER FLICKS)
(DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)
(SIGHS)
(LAUGHS)
Adam... hey.
I didn't know
you worked here.
Yeah, they cut my hours
back in town,
so here I am.
Who has Phil tonight?
Beth.
Thank you for watching him so
much in the last couple weeks.
It's been fuckin' crazy.
Happy to.
Thank you.
Did you come in alone?
No...
Lieutenant's upstairs.
That's funny.
Why?
You two being "friends."
I remember when
he sent you away.
I was a little shit.
Weren't we all,
though?
On me.
You guys are gonna have
to carry me out of here.
Yeah, that
should help, right?
To... drowning
our sorrows.
(MUFFLED COUNTRY MUSIC)
Oh, I hate tequila.
(SIGHS)
Hey, I'm really sorry
about your, uh...
your cousins...
I know they were like brothers to you.
Yeah, I don't even recognize
my Aunt Hazel, you know?
I just...
I just feel, like, numb.
Do you feel numb?
I'm trying.
How was the funeral?
Heh.
I'm sorry.
Cheyenne was
my little sister.
My little sister.
My responsibility.
And I left.
I just fuckin' left.
- You had to.
- (DOOR OPENS)
JERRY: Adam!
(DOOR SHUTS)
I gotta go upstairs.
Look, I know
what you're doing.
Don't.
- JERRY: Young lady.
- Lieutenant.
Nice.
Workin'
on number three?
(SCOFFS)
How was
your circle jerk?
Oh, fuck those guys.
They don't even recognize the
Lone Ranger lost in the woods.
So, uh... you two
do some catching up?
(SNORTS)
Same old, same old.
Everybody's
fuckin' dying.
Oh, fun stuff.
Nice. You know what?
No more dog shit, okay?
You need a new environment.
Let's go.
Come on.
Dixieland!
That's right.
Come on.
Here I come.
(CUE BALLS CLACK)
There you go.
See, I am like
a prizefighter.
I save my best for last.
(FAINT COUNTRY MUSIC)
- See?
- (BALLS CLATTER)
Oh, fuck me.
(SIGHS)
It's my little island
in the sun.
Hey... this place remind you
of your little Southern town?
No.
Corner pocket.
You win again.
What do you say?
Another round?
BARTENDER: Last call,
gentlemen.
- We're closin' up.
- The shit it is.
11:00.
- BARTENDER: Yeah.
- JERRY: Yeah!
Hey, aren't you Adam?
- Yeah.
- Edward's my father.
Really?
No, the other black guy
in town.
(CHUCKLES)
Well, it's nice to meet you.
He's a good man.
Yeah, he is.
He told me about
your sister.
- I'm real sorry.
- Ah, jeez.
All right, time to go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Come on, bro.
♪ I know
a great place to go ♪
♪ A better bar
than this ♪
Let's go.
(WHISTLES)
(POUNDING HIP-HOP MUSIC)
♪♪
You see
that kid there?
He's barely 16 years old.
He doesn't have any hair
on his balls yet.
You're off duty.
Yeah, lucky for him.
I'd take his ass in.
Good evening, officer.
Ah, hello, fellas.
Sorry, Adam,
about your loss.
Ah, for fuck's sake.
Really?
My brother went to
school with Cheyenne.
She was a sweet girl.
Good. Get lost.
All right?
Before I arrest
both of you.
Fuckin' idiots.
Dicks.
It's unbelievable,
man.
Misery, can't
get away from it.
Small towns.
Yeah, everybody
knows everybody.
DJ: Okay, everyone, we're gonna
start the karaoke party again.
Karaoke. Come on,
hang out, man.
We'll do a song.
Think I'm gonna...
get some air.
You sure?
Wanna hang out for one?
Knock yourself out.
All righty, then.
Think I will.
♪♪
I'll be out in a bit.
Hey... you have
"A Million Miles Away"?
DJ: Uh, yeah,
I got that.
- Ah, take some...
- We have a contestant!
(SCATTERED CHEERS)
♪♪
(MIC FEEDBACK)
♪♪
♪ I wish I had
a time machine ♪
♪ So I wouldn't
have to dream ♪
♪ I understand
your need to be ♪
♪ A million miles
away from me ♪
♪ The sky was
so brilliant blue ♪
Hey, what is that?
Oh, th-this is just
insulin, man.
But, uh, if...
if you need, I, uh...
I know a guy that can hook
you up with some good smack.
- Oh, you know a guy?
- Yeah, I know a guy.
- Is it good shit?
- Oh, is it good, man.
- Is it good?
- It's good!
- It's great, man.
- Hey, hey... fuck you.
- What?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Fuck you. Yeah.
(GRUNTS)
Fuck you!
What the f...
(CHUCKLING)
Uh... fuck you.
Uh, all right, man.
You...
(SNIFFLES)
(LIGHTER FLICKS)
(MUFFLED MUSIC)
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
(DOOR OPENS)
Oh, there you are.
You missed it.
The crowd went wild.
(PANTING)
What are you
doing down there?
It's not right.
- What?
- It's not right.
What's not right?
These kids, man,
they don't...
they...
they don't know.
Oh, not this again.
They don't know, like,
what they're doing.
- Yeah.
- Getting into this fuckin' shit, man.
(SIGHS)
Somebody's
gotta do somethin'.
(GRUNTING)
They'll take care of it.
Who? Who's gonna
take care of it?
The man in charge.
That's you, man!
You're the fuckin'
man in charge.
It's you.
But I'm not God, man.
You understand?
We'll do something,
I promise.
- You'll do something...
- Yes.
Listen, I love you like a
son, do you understand that?
Hey, hey,
I'll do anything.
I'll volunteer,
I'll work for free.
I'll work for free.
I'll... I can work for you.
How 'bout...
How 'bout this?
How 'bout a volunteer
drug task force?
- Yes...
- Yes?
- Yes.
- How's that?
- Yes, yes, yes, let's do that.
- Yes? Okay.
- Let's do that.
- All right?
- Yes.
- We'll talk about it tomorrow?
- No! No. No...
- Listen...
Fuckin' promise me.
- I promise.
- You promise me?
- I swear. I swear.
- Fuckin' promise.
I won't let you down.
okay?
I know what you lost.
(CRYING)
You don't know, man.
Yeah, I do.
(SOBBING) No,
you don't fuckin' know, man.
(CRYING)
I do know.
Come on, I... I gotta
get you home, man.
You're killin' me.
All right, but hey,
you promised me, you promised me.
I fuckin' swear.
- Okay.
- Come on.
Now, let's get up.
You're sitting in the damn mud.
(GRUNTING)
Hold on...
Mm-mm-mm!
Nothin' like the smell of death
on a Sunday mornin'.
Atonement comes Sunday.
What are you
talkin' about, old man?
EDWARD:
Death... comes...
(GRUNTS)
...redemption.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, shit.
What time is it?
It's, uh, 7:30.
7:30?
Shit.
I gotta go home.
I got mass at 9:00.
Presbyterians
go at 10:30.
Yeah, well, today,
I'm Protestant.
(CHUCKLING)
I gotta... I gotta
talk to Reverend John.
About what?
(KNIFE UNSHEATHES)
Righteous anger.
The blood of Christ
shed for you.
(ORGAN PLAYING HYMN)
(WHISPERING)
Thanks.
♪♪
I always
like to get clean
after a bender, too.
The body of Christ.
Broken for you.
I feel like
my body's broken.
If anyone has a sin
they haven't repented,
or trespassed
against their brother,
before taking
this bread or wine,
now is the time to go
make it right with the Lord.
All those who call on
Jesus Christ as his savior...
...partake
in the Lord's supper.
The body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
The body of Christ.
What if we...
can't make it right?
What do you mean?
What if...
to make it right,
we have to sin?
REVEREND JOHN:
I never heard of a sin
making it right.
Somebody's gotta
do something
about these drug dealers
killing our babies.
Edward... can we have
this conversation
after the service?
But if one knows they ought
to do good, and they don't,
isn't that a sin?
Hazel, I'm not saying
do nothing, but...
what Edward is saying is
something completely different.
Reverend John,
what I'm saying...
is actually stopping
the spread of evil.
Hey, I know
how you feel.
I talked to Jerry
last night, I...
I think I know
what we can do.
REVEREND JOHN:
The body of Christ.
I'll be back for supper.
REVEREND JOHN:
Body of Christ.
- Hey, could you watch him?
- REVEREND JOHN: Body of Christ.
Just for like an hour.
- Uh, fine.
- Please. Thank you.
Hi.
See ya, buddy.
I'm just...
Thank you.
Lord have mercy.
(DOOR SLAMS)
♪♪
Lieutenant!
Jerry!
(KEYS JINGLING)
Whew.
What in tarnation's
going on here?
- HAZEL: Oh, my...
- Hey, that thing we talked about last night?
Volunteer drug
task force?
How'd you know
I was here?
I knew your wife wouldn't
let you sleep it off at home.
(CHUCKLING)
I do know that today's
my day of rest.
- Enough rest.
- You promised, Jerry.
One way or another,
somethin's gotta happen.
Okay, okay,
holy shit!
What do you
want me to do?
- Deputize us.
- What?
The volunteer
drug task force, Jerry.
We talked about this.
Make it official.
That takes a lot
of paperwork.
EDWARD: Hey, come
on, man, Lieutenant,
why don't you stop the red tape bull?
There's lives at stake.
But even if I did,
I don't have the...
the power
or the resources.
I mean,
they cut off funding.
I'll supply
what we need.
This is pretty
unorthodox.
- Desperate times.
- Yeah.
All right,
but even if I do
deputize you as a group,
you gotta stay within
the confines of the law.
Y-You understand?
Absolutely.
Uh, yeah?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Only citizen's arrest,
okay?
You catch the bad guys,
and you bring 'em to me.
- You got it?
- Got it.
- Yeah, got it, got it.
- Nobody gets hurt.
- Nobody.
- No way.
Okay, okay...
Raise your right hand.
Okay, by the power
vested in me,
I hereby
deputize-ish you all
to the first...
drug task force volunteer group
to stop the flow
and distribution
of heroin
in my 300 square miles.
Say "aye."
- ALL: Aye.
- All right, you're good.
And you're good.
And you're good.
- Amen.
- All right, there you go.
HAZEL: Where you going?
- Second breakfast!
- HAZEL: Oh...
Okay. Uh...
Don't make me
regret this.
I'm gonna regret this.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(BELL CHIMES)
So there's a lot of
dealers that we know about,
but there's probably
more that we don't.
They everywhere.
But it ain't
just street drugs.
I mean, I know
a lot of easy doctors
that are prescribing
all kind of opioids.
Morphine and codeine,
OxyContin... you name it.
That's how my sister
got hooked again.
Every year
I worked in the hospital,
the prescriptions just
kept increasing and increasing.
And there's the damn
synthetic, fentanyl.
On the streets,
that's the cheap high.
Mm. Okay, so...
We'll go to
the local pharmacy...
Oh! And this is something
that we should all carry.
Cops carry this,
and we should, too.
Naloxone.
And when somebody's
overdosing,
it saves their life.
EDWARD: It encourages
the addicts
to keep doing drugs...
come on.
No, it saves lives,
period.
If people are dying,
we gotta help them.
I thought that, you know,
this is why we're doing it...
to save lives.
Mm. Where do we start?
The highway.
That's where
it's coming from.
I'll monitor
the interstate exits,
and I'll do car checks...
all right?
Well, I can paint
warning signs.
You know,
so all the cars see it
when they're
coming into town.
I'll monitor the woods.
Foot traffic, bikes...
Great. Okay, so...
we'll do all that.
HAZEL: What's next
on our priority list?
Heh, or the hit list.
(HAZEL SCOFFS)
Who's most likely
to OD?
- Well, at the school.
- Right.
Okay, I'll call them
in the morning.
I mean, we definitely
have the sympathy
of the principal
and the parents.
I'll check
the kids' backpacks.
And I'll set the, um,
metal detector
so we do school checks
every day.
That's great,
but at some point
we have to go
to the dealers' houses.
- And do what?
- Stop them.
How?
By any means necessary.
What does that mean?
No, no, no, no, no.
Look... uh, okay, wh...
By the grace of God,
the demand will just
dry up by then.
Yeah.
When do we start?
♪♪
Sunrise.
(BABY COOING)
I hope you know
I'd do anything for you.
All right, come on.
Ohh... all right.
Night, night, buddy.
(HAMMERING)
(CROW CAWS)
♪♪
I gotta
check your car
before I let you
into our town.
WOMAN: Who are you with?
Waste and sanitation.
What?
I'm cleanin' up shit.
Open the trunk.
(TRUNK UNLATCHES)
♪♪
(ENGINES SNARLING)
ADAM: Hey!
Hey!
Stop!
Fuck you, man!
Fuckin' pull over!
- Stop!
- What the fuck, man?
- Turn it off!
- Get the fuck outta my way!
Turn it the fuck off.
Get off.
Empty the bag.
Get on your fuckin' knees.
Get on
your fuckin' knees!
Hey, man...
it's just some dope.
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
Listen to me.
If I ever...
see you again...
I will
fuckin' kill you.
You understand?
You're fuckin' crazy!
That's right.
Tell your
fuckin' friends.
(GRUNTS)
Get the fuck outta here.
Leave that shit.
Leave it!
Get the fuck outta here.
(SNIFFLING)
(ENGINE REVS)
(RATTLING)
♪♪
(BLOWS)
Hey! What does that mean?
Well... I think
it's pretty obvious.
Not to me.
You hittin' the bottle?
(CHUCKLING)
It means, "Do not bring drugs
into our town."
You're nuts.
What's your name?
Huh? Get back here,
you little bitch.
I will put your license
to the sheriff's station!
HAZEL: Ohh!
(LAUGHING)
What the hell?
Oh, Lord & Taylor.
Okay, fine.
Fine, fine, fine.
(PAINT CAN HISSING)
"Don't...
"bring..."
"...drugs..."
(CHUCKLES)
Hey, I got my other
hunting buddies.
They're out there,
checking the other roads for car checks.
Better?
Yeah.
Ugh, I'm gonna
need some moms
to help me
paint more signs.
Uh, more, uh...
more direct signs.
- Yes, more direct signs.
- Okay.
MAN: Hey, uh,
you're telling me
that you have
a pain in your leg
that's not
getting any better?
I have
for a while now, yeah.
Okay. Thank you.
(BELL JINGLES)
Oh, hi.
Can I help you?
What's your pain level?
Like 7 1/2.
Hmm...
Okay, well, I think
I have something here
that is going to
help out quite a bit.
Oh, yeah?
Uh... fill
this prescription?
Oh, sure thing.
Oxycodone.
Yes, sir, that's gonna make
you feel right as rain.
How often?
Well, the bottle
says,
"As needed
or every four hours,"
but, you know.
I know what?
Take it as often
as needed.
That's up to you.
There's no way
she'll fill that all.
Just watch.
(PAPER BAG CRINKLING)
How will you be paying?
Oh, for Pete's sake,
you've gotta be kidding me.
What?
Uh, well, listen, I'm...
I'm gonna have to come back
for more, this is...
Well, you can make
another appointment.
This isn't enough.
Like, I'm here now.
Could you just
write me another one?
Did you even look before
you grabbed all those drugs?
Of course.
Why on earth would
we need all that dope?
I mean, I...
Did you even
go to school?
Ma'am, you're gonna
have to calm down.
I'm only doing my job.
I... I do have
other patients, but...
There you go.
Thanks.
So this is it?
You just...
- This is pr...
- ...fuckin'...
This is procedure.
It's procedure.
It's an obscene
amount of drugs.
Don't you think
I know that?
And you just
fill it anyway?
It's just another day.
- Ohh!
- No, it's not.
Just let us know
if anybody else
is filling prescriptions
like this.
Sir, I can't do that
because of the HIPAA law.
No, you better,
or God help you.
Yeah, you just hand
these things out, right?
I come in and say
my foot hurts...
Everything that I've done
is perfectly legal.
It's perfectly legal.
That's good.
You're gonna
have to leave,
or I'll have to call
the police.
So, call 'em!
Do you know that
there are kids dying?
I lost both of my sons.
They're gone.
- Oh, it's you.
- Yeah, well,
I'm not the only one
suffering in this town.
Not by a longshot.
It's the system, ma'am.
I... I have to do my job.
That's fuckin' great.
If you ever
over-prescribe again,
you'll never write
another fuckin' prescription.
You hear
what I'm sayin'?
Good.
HAZEL:
Shame on you.
Just give us the name
of the doctor...
if this happens again.
♪♪
(SIGHS)
Here. Just write down
your number.
(SIGHS)
Keep your drugs.
(NEWS FANFARE PLAYING)
A new report
coming out today
about the opioid epidemic.
Recently, the state of Nebraska
approved fentanyl
to be used in lethal injections.
As of right now,
many other states
are considering
doing the same.
WOMAN: Many of the street drugs
are laced with fentanyl,
adding to the rising
overdose rate. Opioids...
Whatcha need, boss?
...if misused,
the consequences can be deadly.
(PATRONS CHATTERING)
So, Adam, how's it goin'?
What?
- Aw, you didn't hear.
- Mm.
Well, our Adam here,
he's been putting together
a renegade group of locals
to fight the drugs in our town.
Wow. That's pretty
awesome, actually.
MAN: Yeah, isn't it?
That's what all the shit down
by the interstate was about.
So, Adam...
how's it goin'?
Too soon to tell.
- I wanna help.
- Yeah.
I wanna help.
My sister, she passed last Christmas.
Know that?
No, I didn't know that.
I'm sorry.
That's not
the worst of it.
She was in treatment.
She was doing good.
On a good path.
And then she got kidney trouble,
went back to the hospital.
And the pills.
Nope,
didn't have to.
No, her dealer
snuck in there
while we were out of the room
and gave her the drugs.
And her system
couldn't handle it.
- He snuck in?
- Yeah.
- That's fuckin' crazy.
- Yeah, it's crazy.
Yeah. He went away for a
couple months and got out.
- If I ever found him...
- I'd kill him.
I'd kill all of 'em.
I understand
how you feel, trust me.
But we're trying
to do this the right way.
Oh, you're trying to
do this the right way?
We're tryin', yeah.
The right way, huh?
Okay, well,
when you're done
scannin' backpacks
and holdin' signs
under the interstate,
you let me know.
(SCOFFS)
- You done?
- Yeah, I'm done.
(CAR PULLS UP)
(CAR DOORS OPEN
AND SHUT)
(HAZEL SIGHS)
(MUTTERS)
Okay...
HAZEL: So obviously,
some of my talks
didn't drive my point home.
Some of you still don't
care enough...
about your families...
your friends...
and, sadly, yourselves.
But I have brought backup.
(CHUCKLES)
All of these mothers
that you see,
all of them...
they have been affected
by the heroin epidemic.
And they have
come here today...
to help us
make this mission
crystal clear.
I've talked to the principal,
and he agrees.
(STUDENTS CHATTERING)
HAZEL: If anyone
is found talking...
- (BEEPING)
- You're good.
HAZEL: ...dealing...
even thinking
about doing drugs,
you are going
to be escorted...
- Oh, hell no.
- ...by one of our volunteer moms...
and by your parents
to the police station.
There, you will
be fingerprinted.
You'll be photographed,
and you'll be
suspended from school.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
What's up?
♪♪
HAZEL: It's going
to ruin your lives.
We've all had children
that are dead.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Adam!
- Stop!
(MOTORCYCLE REVS)
But your mom
and your families...
(TIRES SCREECH)
Stop!
HAZEL: Just reach out,
before it's too late.
(TRUCK FIRES UP)
Hey! Hey!
- Get out!
- Stop!
Where is it?
Where is it?
I said where is it?
- Get off!
- I know you've got it!
JERRY: Hey, hey!
Adam! Stop!
What the hell's
wrong with you?
Stop it!
On school grounds, really?
Chill!
JERRY: What the hell is wrong
with you, son?
Listen to me.
I'm gonna have
to take you in.
Put your hands
behind your back.
- (HANDCUFFS SNAPPING)
- You're under arrest.
HAZEL: And we will
fight for you.
We're here for you.
We love you!
(HANDCUFFS SNAPPING)
Come on.
(DOOR SHUTS)
I don't understand
what the big deal is.
I barely touched him.
The kid'll be fine.
(CLEARS THROAT)
You're lucky
his parents aren't wealthy.
Do you even realize
what you've done?
Yeah. Your fuckin' job.
Oh, bullshit.
This is about revenge.
What are you talking about?
Kenny.
Kenny?
Your sister Cheyenne's
friend Kenny.
What?
The one she was
in the marching band with.
No. Fat Kenny?
He called 911
when your sister overdosed.
That was fat fucking Kenny?
Fat Kenny.
That's right.
You fucking kidding me?
Listen to me.
Okay?
We have warrants
on him...
Oh, good.
Good work.
A couple of break-ins
and robberies.
The guy is armed
and dangerous.
- I'm gonna fucking kill him.
- No, you're not gonna do that.
- Yes, I am.
- No, you're not.
Get these fucking cuffs off me
and I'll fucking kill him!
Shut it!
Shut it.
You listen here,
okay?
You better name
your next son Edward,
'cause that guy stopped you
from pummelin' that kid.
- Jerry...
- What?
Why didn't you
fuckin' tell me?
What difference
does it make?
Kill some lowlife
to honor your sister's death?
It's somethin'.
Are you gonna
leave your infant son,
like your daddy
left you?
It's different.
It's nothing.
And you're
better than that.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
What's happening?
EDWARD: What, uh...
What'd you go
and charge on him?
Nothin' yet.
But we're
gonna discuss it.
I'm disbanding
this task force.
Oh, man, no!
Listen, if you want to join
the police academy,
be my guest...
this is over.
Oh, but we're doing
so much good.
And you're this close
to doing so much bad.
This is bull...
Fuck.
And you...
you're no longer my responsibility.
Your mother's
on her way.
Yeah. I need a smoke.
That's right.
Come on, Jerry.
Come on...
My name...
is Lieutenant Jerald Whalen.
And this is over.
Someone needs
to save these kids.
Listen, I have police
business to attend to.
And I have to clean up
this mess.
I'd appreciate it if you'd
vacate the office, please.
- But if...
- Go! Now.
(MUTTERS)
God damn it.
Okay, well,
you know... great.
Now what?
Now nothin',
it's over.
What do you mean
it's over, man?
The dealers are out there
still, in plain damn sight!
Yeah, well...
I'm likely gettin' charged
or fuckin' arrested, so...
Not before
I find Kenny.
- What the heck are you talking about?
- Look, you heard Jerry.
All right? We're done.
Disbanded. All right?
And, honestly,
like what the fu...
We gotta grow up.
We... This is a nat...
It's a national epidemic.
Did we actually think
we were gonna
make a difference?
No, we did
make a difference.
Think of the kids
this week, come on.
And what about
the kids next week?
And the week
after that?
Nothing fucking changes.
EDWARD: Nothin' new
under the sun.
Exactly.
Just like the father,
just like the son.
What the fuck
did you just say?
♪♪
I said your father
was a coward.
Like you.
(SIGHS)
Oh, come on.
♪♪
Hey, I'm disappointed
in you, man.
I knew your father was
a punk-ass behind the bars,
I just didn't know you were gonna
turn out to be the same way.
Take that shit back.
You don't fuckin' know!
Man, you don't put
your hands on me!
- Yeah, come on!
- No, no, no, no, no, no!
Stop it! Stop it
right now, you two!
Edward...
Edward, please.
- Just go to your truck.
- Ah, yeah!
Gonna fuckin'
walk away?
HAZEL: Not a word
from you.
Man up!
Look, I-I don't know
your mom that well,
but I-I heard that she's
a real piece of work.
- My mom's a fuckin' bitch.
- No, none of that. No.
This is your mother.
Okay, go to her.
Please?
Before you
ruin your life.
Don't make her lose
another child, Adam.
- She doesn't care.
- Oh, no.
A lot of people just
don't have the ability
to say how they care...
she's hurting.
Honey, she's hurting
just like you.
- (CHUCKLES) Yeah.
- And she is suffering
just as much
as you are.
I gotta... I gotta...
I gotta find Kenny.
Listen to me, please?
Please?
- Adam!
- What?
If you let this hate
into your heart,
it will consume you.
Here.
May God bless you,
and keep you.
From yourself.
It's too late for that.
No... (SCOFFS)
Make your mama proud,
don't ya?
Shut up.
Well, I'm responsible
for you now.
Just like when
you was in diapers.
- So get in.
- I'm not gettin' in.
Get in.
Don't make me call
the staties.
Get in.
♪♪
Not a fuckin' word.
Not a fuckin' word?
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
You and I are gonna have
a little fuckin' chat.
Okay?
First off, what in God's
name were you thinking?
- Nothing.
- Well, obviously.
- ADAM: Take me to Cheyenne.
- BETH: Oh, come on.
- Take me.
- Adam, she's dead.
She's six feet under.
It's over!
Make it quick.
♪♪
Come on.
That's enough.
You know...
(CLEARS THROAT)
I, uh, I may have
chosen poorly at times.
Especially
when raising you.
But I'll tell you this.
I will spend
my every last breath
tellin' you to be
a good daddy to that boy.
Do you think I didn't care
when you left me, too?
I just had
to get out of here.
Why?
So you could throw it all away,
like your sister did?
- I gotta go.
- Adam...
Adam...
He needs you.
You fought for him.
You fought for your country,
you fought overseas,
you fought
for all of us.
Now it's time that you
have to fight for you, son.
Like that little boy's life
depends on it.
You understand me?
I am.
Adam...
Adam!
Would you do something
for me?
What?
Don't let Phil
turn out like me.
Damn it, Adam.
♪♪
Okay, he's gotta be
getting a shipment soon.
God, maybe we've
done such great work
that there's
no longer a demand, right?
Ugh. Or maybe not.
Okay...
(GUN COCKS)
Hood's up.
His door is open.
Oh, I just never thought
it would be like this.
Oh, my God!
No, I'm not...
I hate things that kill.
Please...
It's for protection.
HAZEL: He sees us.
I just, I don't want
things to escalate, Edward.
He's armed.
We gotta be armed.
He's looking at us.
EDWARD: Come on.
(CAR DOORS OPEN)
Hey, heh.
♪♪
Just wanna talk.
- Freeze!
- No, wait!
Freeze!
(HAZEL GASPS)
Dad!
- (WHIMPERING)
- My God.
(BOTH WHIMPERING)
Get over here.
Come on!
(MOTORCYCLE REVS)
(COUGHING)
♪♪
(HAZEL GRUNTING)
♪♪
I shouldn't have
brought my gun.
What?
Hazel was right.
You...
You did this?
What did you do?
What did you do?
What did you... do?!
(SOBBING)
What did you do?
(SOBBING)
Fuck.
♪♪
Why Hazel?
I'm sorry.
(CRYING)
Those who walk with God,
have peace
in their heart...
and eternal rest forever.
Our Father...
who art in Heaven...
hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done
on Earth as it is
in Heaven.
Give us this day
our daily bread.
Forgive us
our trespasses...
as we forgive those
who trespass against us.
And lead us not
into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
♪♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER,
COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC SHUTS OFF)
Listen up!
(CHATTER SLOWLY DIES)
Have you had enough?
Have you had enough?
PATRONS: Yeah. Yeah.
Yes.
Have you had enough?
ALL: Yeah!
Are you ready
to do something?
We're doin' the march.
ADAM: You're doin'
the march?
- Yeah.
- Hey, we're doin' the march.
We'll do our own
damn march!
(PATRONS CHEERING)
We will hunt
these motherfuckers down...
one by one.
- MAN: Fuck, yeah!
- (ALL CHEERING)
- Are you ready?
- ALL: Yeah!
Do you give a shit?!
- (PATRONS CHEERING)
- Then we rally!
Follow me!
Hey! He deals, get him!
♪♪
Hi, you guys.
I don't... I don't
have any more candles.
Well, it's only
about a mile to the memorial.
Everyone needs
to have a flame.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Hey.
Adam, you scared us.
What are
you guys doing?
Huntin'.
Where's Edward?
He's back in town.
He's puttin' up flyers
for his peace march.
Why's he doin' that?
Who wants peace right now?
Hey, listen, man...
Don't fuckin'
touch me.
We're huntin'
these guys down.
The whole town's
huntin' for 'em.
And his old man.
Not the whole town.
What are you doin'?
Waitin' on Edward.
Are you in?
Yeah, I'm in.
You?
No, I'm not
fucking in.
You really think this
is what Hazel would want?
I think Hazel's dead.
That's what I think.
Let's go.
(CROWD HUMMING
"I SAW THE LIGHT")
Let's go!
♪♪
(HUMMING CONTINUES)
(ENGINES REVVING,
MOB WHOOPING)
(HUMMING CONTINUES)
- Adam! Adam!
- MAN: Whoo!
This is fucking crazy, man!
You need to call this off.
It's the only way,
Johnny!
(ENGINES RUMBLING)
Look at this shit, Adam!
You started it!
You got to put
a fucking end to it!
ALL: ♪ ...the light ♪
♪ No more darkness ♪
♪ No more night ♪
(MOB WHOOPING)
Someone's getting killed here,
guys, I'm outta this!
Fuck this!
Johnny, you chickenshit!
ADAM: Let him go!
♪♪
CROWD: ♪ No sorrow
in sight ♪
♪ Praise the Lord,
I saw the light ♪
♪ I saw the light,
I saw the light ♪
♪ No more darkness ♪
♪ No more night ♪
(MOB SHOUTING)
JERRY: Kenny!
I know you can
hear me!
Come out, now,
and show your face!
(DISTANT GUNSHOT)
(DISTANT GUNSHOT)
(CROWD CLAMORING)
♪ I saw the light ♪
♪ I saw the light ♪
♪ I saw the light ♪
♪ No more darkness ♪
♪ No more night... ♪
Adam, you are better than
this. What are you doing?
What I can.
Hey, look at me.
I know you
and this isn't you.
Please don't do this.
Tonight is the night!
To remember Hazel!
To remember Hazel...
and everyone we've lost,
and to honor them with more
than just thoughts and prayers.
Tonight we rid ourselves of
these snakes and their poison.
No more will we watch
our sons and daughters,
our sisters and brothers,
die in our midst. No more!
(CROWD CHEERING)
Tonight we take responsibility.
I take responsibility,
you take responsibility
for your community.
And stop the spread
of this fuckin' poison.
By marching for peace!
(MOB BOOING)
MAN: Fuck peace!
No more! No more.
For Paul!
- For Paul!
- (CROWD CHEERS)
This is not
what Hazel wanted!
(POLICE SIREN)
Residents of Whispering Pines,
disperse and go home. Now!
Put down your weapons
and disperse immediately,
or face arrest.
Adam!
CROWD: (SHOUTING)
Burn! Burn!
Burn! Burn! Burn!
Jesus, what have I done?
MAN: Whoo!
♪♪
♪♪
(SIRENS WAILING)
Kenny!
Kenny!
Kenny!
Kenny!
I know you're
fucking in here.
(WHIMPERING SOFTLY)
(WHIMPERING)
Hey, man...
Where am I?
(LABORED BREATHING)
I... I can't breathe.
Good.
H-Help, man...
Don't fucking
touch me, man.
Die. I wanna watch.
I'm sick...
(LABORED BREATHING)
Cheyenne was sick.
You fucking killed her.
Help...
Don't you
fucking touch me.
Good. Fucking die.
Help, man, help...
Listen.
Listen, listen.
Listen, hey,
I want you to know this.
You see this?
Can you see this?
I'm supposed to fucking
save your life.
This'll fucking
save your life...
- I didn't...
- You're gonna fucking die.
You're gonna die,
'cause you're a piece of shit dealer,
who dealt to my sister.
You're gonna fucking die.
- I didn't...
- Motherfucker, you killed her.
- I didn't kill her.
- You fucking killed her!
She was my dealer.
(GASPING FOR BREATH)
Fuck me...
Fuck!
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
(GASPING FOR BREATH)
(KENNY GROANS)
Dammit.
(SIGHS)
Oh, God.
(WHISPERS)
Oh, God.
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪♪
(ENGINE RUMBLING)
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ Forgiveness is the garment
of our courage ♪
♪ The power to make the peace
we long to know ♪
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
Did you kill him?
No.
Why not?
It's complicated.
Dealer's soul rot in hell.
Hmm.
If you knew the whole story,
I'm not sure
you'd be saying that.
Was it all worth it?
I don't know.
I, um, I know
it wasn't your fault.
Maybe things will change.
Maybe.
(CHUCKLES)
How is he?
Perfect.
He's a good little boy.
Yeah, he is.
He's been asking
for you all night.
So...
I'm gonna go see him.
Thank you.
Thank you.
♪♪
Hey, buddy. Come here.
(COOING)
Ohh...
Hi.
How you doing?
- Daddy!
- Yeah?
♪♪
Hi, everyone.
My name is Brittany.
Now, though you probably
don't know me at all,
you probably do remember
my Aunt Hazel.
She reminded us
of the value of life,
of every life.
She carried the burden of other
people's poor choices.
She knew unimaginable loss.
And she made it her life's
mission to remind us
that the choices we make
to dismiss those lives
and turn and look the other way
when our friends and family
are dying
is not acceptable.
Something has to change
in our hearts.
We get a chance
to be that change.
And it all starts with you remembering
that your decisions have an impact.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DEEP EXHALE)
Lieutenant.
Yeah, not anymore.
Budget cuts.
Hmm. Real life.
So... what you
gonna do now?
Same as I've always done.
Protect my town.
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see you now ♪
♪ I see you now ♪
♪♪
No more death to drugs.
(CRYING) I remember what
my Aunt Hazel stood for.
And I remember
what she died for.
I'm just here today so that
you don't forget either.
- Thank you.
- ♪ When I look into the face ♪
- (APPLAUSE)
- ♪ Of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
(ENGINE STARTS)
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪♪
During filming of this movie,
statistics continue to rise.
Recent studies
show a predicted
10 percent increase
of fatalities per year.
These overwhelming numbers
greatly surpass
the amount of deaths during
the 9/11 terrorist attacks.
As these numbers
continue to rise,
it is time to raise awareness
of this horrible epidemic,
fight back,
and create lasting,
significant change.
MAN: And now we continue
our ongoing coverage
of the opioid epidemic ravaging
the heartland of America.
WOMAN: In recent years,
drug overdoses have surpassed
all vehicle and gun-related
deaths.
On average, hundreds
of people die every day.
MAN: Now, for these reasons,
the president signed
an executive order
combatting the drug addiction
and opioid crisis.
WOMAN: Many of the street drugs
are laced with fentanyl,
adding to the rising
overdose rate.
Opioids, even prescribed ones,
if misused,
the consequences can be deadly.
MAN: And now another
heartbreaking story
from Whispering Pines.
The story of a mother
who lost both of her sons
in 12 hours.
WOMAN: We couldn't get a comment
from Hazel Pratt,
but we now go live to another
on-the-ground reporter.
MAN: Sir, can you
and your daughter
please tell us
exactly what happened here?
I don't think my daughter is up
for any questions right now.
But I'll tell ya what.
No one should be dyin'
in the eighth grade.
WOMAN: A truly
heartbreaking story.
But unfortunately
not the last to report
on the local opioid epidemic.
MAN: It has just been reported
that another violent,
drug-related crime
took the life
of Bruce Williamson.
A World War II veteran
was murdered
during a home invasion
last night.
He was alone.
He was attacked in his home.
♪♪
♪♪
(POUNDING ON DOOR)
Come on out,
you son of a bitch.
MAN: Paul, wait!
And I'm gonna give you
what the fuck
you got comin' to ya.
- MAN: No!
- (GUNSHOT, GLASS SHATTERS)
♪♪
"It was a dangerous journey,
but they needed to save Narnia.
"The battle was fierce,
but with Peter, Susan,
Edmund, and Lucy's help,
Aslan and his army
brought peace back to Narnia.
Look... there's Aslan again.
Who's that?
It kinda looks like you.
The end.
Say "yay"!
- Yay.
- Yay. All right, buddy.
Let's go to bed.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(BABY COOING)
Gimme a hug.
(BABY COOING)
(WHISPERING)
I love you.
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
Love you.
BABY: Dada.
♪♪
(CAR APPROACHING)
(CAR DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)
MAN: Hey.
Who were you expecting?
No one.
Things have gotten
that bad, huh?
Yep.
Sorry.
Me, too. Uh,
you want a beer or somethin'? I can...
No, actually...
I've got some bad news.
♪♪
It's your sister.
(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)
♪♪
Now, what is that?
Morphine.
You know
she's an addict.
It's just to take
the edge off.
I'll be fine.
How long were you clean?
I'm still clean.
Three years, one month,
and 12 days... ish.
Hmm. And you're jeopardizing
that for some painkillers.
If you felt what I was
feeling, you'd ask for a gun.
I just want you
to be careful.
It's just until
I heal up, okay?
I'll hold you to that.
I see you have custody.
Shh! Yes,
I have custody.
You sure know
how to pick 'em.
Third time's the charm,
I guess, right?
No. No, no,
no, no, no.
Two. That's fine.
I'll hold you to that.
Touché.
(SIGHS, BUTTON CLICKS)
How much of that stuff
are you injecting?
Hmm.
As much as it takes.
Okay...
All right, well,
I got registration for daycare in an hour.
I gotta get Phil ready.
You know you can come back
when the family's here.
I could.
But I won't.
Come on, buddy.
You can keep that.
(GROANS)
Can you say bye?
- Bye.
- Good-bye...
(GIGGLES)
Get better, all right?
Feel better.
We kinda need you.
Mm.
Later, dumb-ass.
Later, dumb-ass.
(NEWS STATION FANFARE)
MAN: We have breaking news
at this hour
on the sentencing
of Paul Davis,
who murdered his neighbor
in connection
with drug trafficking.
WOMAN: Paul has been convicted
of murder in the first degree
and is facing life in prison.
MAN: Now, this trial has divided
the community of Whispering Pines
with some locals
calling Paul a hero
for taking justice
into his own hands.
(INDISTINCT BAR CHATTER)
Well, aren't you
a sight for sore eyes.
Lieutenant,
how the hell are you?
I'm good, man.
How you doin'?
I'm all right.
You've been
all over the globe.
(SIGHS)
Yeah, three tours,
two ex-wives.
I got a son now.
- Hey, that's great.
- So...
I'm right back here
in the fuckin' Pines.
Mm-hmm.
I saw your mom.
(CHUCKLING)
What'd she have to say?
Oh, said you were laying low,
taking care of your sister.
Yeah.
Yeah. Things have gotten
a little crazy around here.
- Lots of drugs.
- No shit!
I leave for a few years,
you let everything
go to hell, Jerry.
Last week, eighth-grader...
ODs in the boys' bathroom
at school.
Eighth grade?
- Yeah.
- Damn.
(SIGHS)
I only got a couple more
years of this shit,
and then I'm outta here.
Another.
Sorry about that, Ed.
(FAINT COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING)
Do you want one?
No. Thank you.
I gotta get back.
Um, I'm gonna
catch you up. I owe you.
Okay?
Why you ain't out there
arrestin' all them pushers?
On what charges?
Dealing heroin,
dumb-ass.
Hey... we're on different
sides of the fence, okay?
But you respect me,
and I respect you.
Got that?
You just keep
filling up our jails
with the wrong people.
I never see the drug
dealers down at that prison.
Why?
Because I'm by myself.
I have to catch them
in the act.
I got news
for you, copper:
A old pickup,
the hood's down,
out of tar.
Hood's up, his store
is open for business.
Exactly...
and you got me
tryin' to clean up
this mess, alone.
What do you
want me to do?
By any means necessary.
Yeah, okay.
Paul did it.
And look at him now.
♪♪
Nothing new
under the sun.
(DOOR CREAKS)
He's not wrong.
(DOOR SQUEAKS SHUT)
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
MAN: Please welcome
Hazel Pratt.
(STUDENTS MURMURING)
I-I spent my life,
other than
raising my sons,
saving lives in the ER.
I lost...
my two sons
in 12 hours.
From...
From the same needle.
And now, I spend my time
talking to you kids,
hoping that you won't use
and end up dead, too.
(LAUGHING)
Hey... hello, you.
Why don't you
stand up?
Yeah, you, the one
that's, you know, laughing
and not paying attention...
stand up.
Whatever.
Excuse me?
Sorry.
What's your mother's name?
Lisa.
Lisa.
Do you hate
your mother Lisa?
No, of...
of course not.
Well, do you hate
your friends' mothers?
No, ma'am.
'Cause I don't think that
they'd be, you know,
really happy to see that
you're not paying any attention
to what could be the most
important lesson
that you've
ever had all year.
Something that could
save your life,
or... or save
your friends' lives.
What lesson?
The lesson
that if you do heroin,
even once,
you're going to ruin
the rest of your life.
And you're gonna break
your mother's heart
and devastate her
for the rest of her days!
Is that
what you wanna do?
No.
(STAMMERING)
You can sit down.
♪♪
(MIC THUDS, FEEDBACK)
(HAZEL SOBBING)
(URINE TRICKLING,
MAN GROANS SOFTLY)
(DISTANT NIGHT BIRD WHOOPING)
Ah. Man, there's not enough beer
for these cold winters.
(CHUCKLING)
Should bring
a fifth next time.
(LAUGHING)
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah.
Hey, man, are you, uh...
are you serious about
goin' spottin' after midnight?
Best time
to catch those deer,
when they're caught
in the headlights.
It's also
illegal as shit.
The odds of Jerry being
out here at this time
in this part
of the woods is...
zero to none.
Edward, are you
all right with this?
You work at a prison.
Don't you gotta, you know,
follow all the laws
and shit?
Hey, the world
is fucked up.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. Yeah, it is.
See the news
the other day?
You talkin' about Paul?
He's doing life...
for... for giving a damn
about our town.
Yeah, that's
fucked up, man.
- Yeah it is.
- Wait, so...
You guys think
what Paul did...
uh... breaking into
his neighbor's house
in the middle of the night
and murdering him...
you think that's right?
Yeah.
Redneck fuckin' justice.
You serious?
Dead.
♪♪
(BABY CRYING)
Hey, who was that?
Adam. That was a...
friend of mine.
What are you doin'?
Where's Phil?
I was just about
to get him.
(BABY CRYING)
Don't fuckin'
touch him.
(DOOR OPENS, BABY CRYING)
(DOOR SLAMS)
(BREATHING HARD)
(CAR DOOR SLAMS)
♪♪
(BABY CRYING IN DISTANCE)
It's just until
the pain goes away.
Fuck!
They canceled
my insurance!
They canceled
your insurance, great.
Then just throw
your fuckin' life away.
Fuck you!
You don't know
what this is like!
You know
that's not true!
- It was always so...
- Don't gimme that bullshit.
- Where is it?
- It was always so easy for you.
- Where is it?!
- It's... there's not...
- There's no more!
- (CHAIR CLATTERS)
I finished it!
Fuck!
Is this it?
I'm gonna ask you
one more time.
And I swear to God,
Cheyenne,
if you lie to me...
Is there
anything else?
No. No.
Let's find out.
No, there's
nothing in...
There's nothing there.
- I told you, there's nothing.
- Let's find out.
♪♪
Stop!
Stop, it's nothing,
there's nothing...
I said...
Adam, it's just...
Stop, I said stop!
I swear to God.
Stop!
I said there's...
(SNIFFLES)
I can't help it.
- You can fuckin' help this.
- Please don't leave.
(CRYING)
Please don't...
Please don't leave me!
Please...
(DOOR SLAMS)
(SOBBING QUIETLY)
♪♪
(SOBBING)
♪♪
Stop!
(CHEYENNE GASPING)
(FIRE ROARING)
MAN: It's hard to know what
to say in situations like this.
We all want answers.
The Lord numbers our days.
And yet His timing today
seems premature
for such a loving daughter,
sister...
and young woman.
None of us know our time.
Cheyenne had a good heart.
And though she wasn't amongst
us often on Sundays,
she knew...
she knew her life
had a greater purpose
in the eyes of God.
It's hard to measure
the impact
of one's life and death
for the ones left behind.
But the little
I knew of Cheyenne...
I always enjoyed
her sense of humor,
her loud laugh...
and I appreciated
her donations
at our wild game dinners.
No one knows why Cheyenne
succumbed to her addiction...
We sure as hell do!
Those filthy
fucking dealers!
And you!
You, Adam!
I asked you
to take care of her.
I asked you to watch out
for your sister!
And what did you do?
Now's the time
to celebrate Cheyenne's life.
No one here is responsible
for what happened.
Nah, she's right.
No, she's right.
It was my fault.
And it's your fault, Ma.
And it's your fault.
And it's your fault.
- Ted...
- Adam...
Shut the fuck up, Ted!
- Hey, don't do this now...
- You too!
(SNIFFS)
Cheyenne was doomed.
The second she was born here,
she was doomed.
♪ There ain't no place
I'd rather be ♪
♪ Out here
in the middle of nowhere ♪
♪ Runnin' down
some dark highway ♪
- Adam!
- What?
What the fuck you doin'?
(CHUCKLES)
Nothin', what are you doin'?
I'll come by
in 15 minutes.
Be out front.
We's goin' out.
No, not tonight.
Yeah, okay. Bye.
(APPROACHING VEHICLE)
(SIREN BLIPS)
Hey, bro! Come on.
Let's get drunk.
Really don't want to.
Oh, yeah, you really do.
Come on, get your skinny ass
in the car right fuckin' now.
(ENGINE STARTS)
Hey, pal.
ADAM: Shit, this whole road
not have reception?
Yeah, you know,
it's Pennsylvania.
They're still waiting for this
whole cell phone thing to catch on.
Beth is making me pay.
- (CHUCKLING)
- To watch her own grandson.
You know your family
was my favorite.
You always kept me busy.
You're welcome.
(CHUCKLING)
So, where the fuck
are we going?
There's this new
hipster bar.
It's Southern-themed.
You're gonna love it.
Oh, boy.
(LAUGHING)
This place is not
very Southern-themed.
Well, that's next.
Patience.
Patience, son.
Man, the dirty
motherfuckers.
Who?
Over there.
The county PD.
They're taking out the sergeant
for his retirement
and they didn't invite me.
So here I am, sittin' here,
lookin' like an asshole.
Thanks.
I didn't mean you.
You know,
it's just the fact
that I'm here,
and they're there.
So... I guess I oughta
go over and buy them a round.
And let them grin
through their shit.
Be right back.
You want another one?
Yeah. Thank you.
You're welcome.
Hello, fellas.
Sarge.
Can I have another pint,
and for my buddy a shot?
(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
♪♪
Here you go, bro.
Down the hatch.
Thank you.
♪♪
(FAINT COUNTRY MUSIC)
(STAIRS CREAKING)
(SNIFFLING)
(LIGHTER FLICKS)
(DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)
(SIGHS)
(LAUGHS)
Adam... hey.
I didn't know
you worked here.
Yeah, they cut my hours
back in town,
so here I am.
Who has Phil tonight?
Beth.
Thank you for watching him so
much in the last couple weeks.
It's been fuckin' crazy.
Happy to.
Thank you.
Did you come in alone?
No...
Lieutenant's upstairs.
That's funny.
Why?
You two being "friends."
I remember when
he sent you away.
I was a little shit.
Weren't we all,
though?
On me.
You guys are gonna have
to carry me out of here.
Yeah, that
should help, right?
To... drowning
our sorrows.
(MUFFLED COUNTRY MUSIC)
Oh, I hate tequila.
(SIGHS)
Hey, I'm really sorry
about your, uh...
your cousins...
I know they were like brothers to you.
Yeah, I don't even recognize
my Aunt Hazel, you know?
I just...
I just feel, like, numb.
Do you feel numb?
I'm trying.
How was the funeral?
Heh.
I'm sorry.
Cheyenne was
my little sister.
My little sister.
My responsibility.
And I left.
I just fuckin' left.
- You had to.
- (DOOR OPENS)
JERRY: Adam!
(DOOR SHUTS)
I gotta go upstairs.
Look, I know
what you're doing.
Don't.
- JERRY: Young lady.
- Lieutenant.
Nice.
Workin'
on number three?
(SCOFFS)
How was
your circle jerk?
Oh, fuck those guys.
They don't even recognize the
Lone Ranger lost in the woods.
So, uh... you two
do some catching up?
(SNORTS)
Same old, same old.
Everybody's
fuckin' dying.
Oh, fun stuff.
Nice. You know what?
No more dog shit, okay?
You need a new environment.
Let's go.
Come on.
Dixieland!
That's right.
Come on.
Here I come.
(CUE BALLS CLACK)
There you go.
See, I am like
a prizefighter.
I save my best for last.
(FAINT COUNTRY MUSIC)
- See?
- (BALLS CLATTER)
Oh, fuck me.
(SIGHS)
It's my little island
in the sun.
Hey... this place remind you
of your little Southern town?
No.
Corner pocket.
You win again.
What do you say?
Another round?
BARTENDER: Last call,
gentlemen.
- We're closin' up.
- The shit it is.
11:00.
- BARTENDER: Yeah.
- JERRY: Yeah!
Hey, aren't you Adam?
- Yeah.
- Edward's my father.
Really?
No, the other black guy
in town.
(CHUCKLES)
Well, it's nice to meet you.
He's a good man.
Yeah, he is.
He told me about
your sister.
- I'm real sorry.
- Ah, jeez.
All right, time to go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Come on, bro.
♪ I know
a great place to go ♪
♪ A better bar
than this ♪
Let's go.
(WHISTLES)
(POUNDING HIP-HOP MUSIC)
♪♪
You see
that kid there?
He's barely 16 years old.
He doesn't have any hair
on his balls yet.
You're off duty.
Yeah, lucky for him.
I'd take his ass in.
Good evening, officer.
Ah, hello, fellas.
Sorry, Adam,
about your loss.
Ah, for fuck's sake.
Really?
My brother went to
school with Cheyenne.
She was a sweet girl.
Good. Get lost.
All right?
Before I arrest
both of you.
Fuckin' idiots.
Dicks.
It's unbelievable,
man.
Misery, can't
get away from it.
Small towns.
Yeah, everybody
knows everybody.
DJ: Okay, everyone, we're gonna
start the karaoke party again.
Karaoke. Come on,
hang out, man.
We'll do a song.
Think I'm gonna...
get some air.
You sure?
Wanna hang out for one?
Knock yourself out.
All righty, then.
Think I will.
♪♪
I'll be out in a bit.
Hey... you have
"A Million Miles Away"?
DJ: Uh, yeah,
I got that.
- Ah, take some...
- We have a contestant!
(SCATTERED CHEERS)
♪♪
(MIC FEEDBACK)
♪♪
♪ I wish I had
a time machine ♪
♪ So I wouldn't
have to dream ♪
♪ I understand
your need to be ♪
♪ A million miles
away from me ♪
♪ The sky was
so brilliant blue ♪
Hey, what is that?
Oh, th-this is just
insulin, man.
But, uh, if...
if you need, I, uh...
I know a guy that can hook
you up with some good smack.
- Oh, you know a guy?
- Yeah, I know a guy.
- Is it good shit?
- Oh, is it good, man.
- Is it good?
- It's good!
- It's great, man.
- Hey, hey... fuck you.
- What?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Fuck you. Yeah.
(GRUNTS)
Fuck you!
What the f...
(CHUCKLING)
Uh... fuck you.
Uh, all right, man.
You...
(SNIFFLES)
(LIGHTER FLICKS)
(MUFFLED MUSIC)
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
(DOOR OPENS)
Oh, there you are.
You missed it.
The crowd went wild.
(PANTING)
What are you
doing down there?
It's not right.
- What?
- It's not right.
What's not right?
These kids, man,
they don't...
they...
they don't know.
Oh, not this again.
They don't know, like,
what they're doing.
- Yeah.
- Getting into this fuckin' shit, man.
(SIGHS)
Somebody's
gotta do somethin'.
(GRUNTING)
They'll take care of it.
Who? Who's gonna
take care of it?
The man in charge.
That's you, man!
You're the fuckin'
man in charge.
It's you.
But I'm not God, man.
You understand?
We'll do something,
I promise.
- You'll do something...
- Yes.
Listen, I love you like a
son, do you understand that?
Hey, hey,
I'll do anything.
I'll volunteer,
I'll work for free.
I'll work for free.
I'll... I can work for you.
How 'bout...
How 'bout this?
How 'bout a volunteer
drug task force?
- Yes...
- Yes?
- Yes.
- How's that?
- Yes, yes, yes, let's do that.
- Yes? Okay.
- Let's do that.
- All right?
- Yes.
- We'll talk about it tomorrow?
- No! No. No...
- Listen...
Fuckin' promise me.
- I promise.
- You promise me?
- I swear. I swear.
- Fuckin' promise.
I won't let you down.
okay?
I know what you lost.
(CRYING)
You don't know, man.
Yeah, I do.
(SOBBING) No,
you don't fuckin' know, man.
(CRYING)
I do know.
Come on, I... I gotta
get you home, man.
You're killin' me.
All right, but hey,
you promised me, you promised me.
I fuckin' swear.
- Okay.
- Come on.
Now, let's get up.
You're sitting in the damn mud.
(GRUNTING)
Hold on...
Mm-mm-mm!
Nothin' like the smell of death
on a Sunday mornin'.
Atonement comes Sunday.
What are you
talkin' about, old man?
EDWARD:
Death... comes...
(GRUNTS)
...redemption.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, shit.
What time is it?
It's, uh, 7:30.
7:30?
Shit.
I gotta go home.
I got mass at 9:00.
Presbyterians
go at 10:30.
Yeah, well, today,
I'm Protestant.
(CHUCKLING)
I gotta... I gotta
talk to Reverend John.
About what?
(KNIFE UNSHEATHES)
Righteous anger.
The blood of Christ
shed for you.
(ORGAN PLAYING HYMN)
(WHISPERING)
Thanks.
♪♪
I always
like to get clean
after a bender, too.
The body of Christ.
Broken for you.
I feel like
my body's broken.
If anyone has a sin
they haven't repented,
or trespassed
against their brother,
before taking
this bread or wine,
now is the time to go
make it right with the Lord.
All those who call on
Jesus Christ as his savior...
...partake
in the Lord's supper.
The body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
The body of Christ.
What if we...
can't make it right?
What do you mean?
What if...
to make it right,
we have to sin?
REVEREND JOHN:
I never heard of a sin
making it right.
Somebody's gotta
do something
about these drug dealers
killing our babies.
Edward... can we have
this conversation
after the service?
But if one knows they ought
to do good, and they don't,
isn't that a sin?
Hazel, I'm not saying
do nothing, but...
what Edward is saying is
something completely different.
Reverend John,
what I'm saying...
is actually stopping
the spread of evil.
Hey, I know
how you feel.
I talked to Jerry
last night, I...
I think I know
what we can do.
REVEREND JOHN:
The body of Christ.
I'll be back for supper.
REVEREND JOHN:
Body of Christ.
- Hey, could you watch him?
- REVEREND JOHN: Body of Christ.
Just for like an hour.
- Uh, fine.
- Please. Thank you.
Hi.
See ya, buddy.
I'm just...
Thank you.
Lord have mercy.
(DOOR SLAMS)
♪♪
Lieutenant!
Jerry!
(KEYS JINGLING)
Whew.
What in tarnation's
going on here?
- HAZEL: Oh, my...
- Hey, that thing we talked about last night?
Volunteer drug
task force?
How'd you know
I was here?
I knew your wife wouldn't
let you sleep it off at home.
(CHUCKLING)
I do know that today's
my day of rest.
- Enough rest.
- You promised, Jerry.
One way or another,
somethin's gotta happen.
Okay, okay,
holy shit!
What do you
want me to do?
- Deputize us.
- What?
The volunteer
drug task force, Jerry.
We talked about this.
Make it official.
That takes a lot
of paperwork.
EDWARD: Hey, come
on, man, Lieutenant,
why don't you stop the red tape bull?
There's lives at stake.
But even if I did,
I don't have the...
the power
or the resources.
I mean,
they cut off funding.
I'll supply
what we need.
This is pretty
unorthodox.
- Desperate times.
- Yeah.
All right,
but even if I do
deputize you as a group,
you gotta stay within
the confines of the law.
Y-You understand?
Absolutely.
Uh, yeah?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Only citizen's arrest,
okay?
You catch the bad guys,
and you bring 'em to me.
- You got it?
- Got it.
- Yeah, got it, got it.
- Nobody gets hurt.
- Nobody.
- No way.
Okay, okay...
Raise your right hand.
Okay, by the power
vested in me,
I hereby
deputize-ish you all
to the first...
drug task force volunteer group
to stop the flow
and distribution
of heroin
in my 300 square miles.
Say "aye."
- ALL: Aye.
- All right, you're good.
And you're good.
And you're good.
- Amen.
- All right, there you go.
HAZEL: Where you going?
- Second breakfast!
- HAZEL: Oh...
Okay. Uh...
Don't make me
regret this.
I'm gonna regret this.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(BELL CHIMES)
So there's a lot of
dealers that we know about,
but there's probably
more that we don't.
They everywhere.
But it ain't
just street drugs.
I mean, I know
a lot of easy doctors
that are prescribing
all kind of opioids.
Morphine and codeine,
OxyContin... you name it.
That's how my sister
got hooked again.
Every year
I worked in the hospital,
the prescriptions just
kept increasing and increasing.
And there's the damn
synthetic, fentanyl.
On the streets,
that's the cheap high.
Mm. Okay, so...
We'll go to
the local pharmacy...
Oh! And this is something
that we should all carry.
Cops carry this,
and we should, too.
Naloxone.
And when somebody's
overdosing,
it saves their life.
EDWARD: It encourages
the addicts
to keep doing drugs...
come on.
No, it saves lives,
period.
If people are dying,
we gotta help them.
I thought that, you know,
this is why we're doing it...
to save lives.
Mm. Where do we start?
The highway.
That's where
it's coming from.
I'll monitor
the interstate exits,
and I'll do car checks...
all right?
Well, I can paint
warning signs.
You know,
so all the cars see it
when they're
coming into town.
I'll monitor the woods.
Foot traffic, bikes...
Great. Okay, so...
we'll do all that.
HAZEL: What's next
on our priority list?
Heh, or the hit list.
(HAZEL SCOFFS)
Who's most likely
to OD?
- Well, at the school.
- Right.
Okay, I'll call them
in the morning.
I mean, we definitely
have the sympathy
of the principal
and the parents.
I'll check
the kids' backpacks.
And I'll set the, um,
metal detector
so we do school checks
every day.
That's great,
but at some point
we have to go
to the dealers' houses.
- And do what?
- Stop them.
How?
By any means necessary.
What does that mean?
No, no, no, no, no.
Look... uh, okay, wh...
By the grace of God,
the demand will just
dry up by then.
Yeah.
When do we start?
♪♪
Sunrise.
(BABY COOING)
I hope you know
I'd do anything for you.
All right, come on.
Ohh... all right.
Night, night, buddy.
(HAMMERING)
(CROW CAWS)
♪♪
I gotta
check your car
before I let you
into our town.
WOMAN: Who are you with?
Waste and sanitation.
What?
I'm cleanin' up shit.
Open the trunk.
(TRUNK UNLATCHES)
♪♪
(ENGINES SNARLING)
ADAM: Hey!
Hey!
Stop!
Fuck you, man!
Fuckin' pull over!
- Stop!
- What the fuck, man?
- Turn it off!
- Get the fuck outta my way!
Turn it the fuck off.
Get off.
Empty the bag.
Get on your fuckin' knees.
Get on
your fuckin' knees!
Hey, man...
it's just some dope.
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
Listen to me.
If I ever...
see you again...
I will
fuckin' kill you.
You understand?
You're fuckin' crazy!
That's right.
Tell your
fuckin' friends.
(GRUNTS)
Get the fuck outta here.
Leave that shit.
Leave it!
Get the fuck outta here.
(SNIFFLING)
(ENGINE REVS)
(RATTLING)
♪♪
(BLOWS)
Hey! What does that mean?
Well... I think
it's pretty obvious.
Not to me.
You hittin' the bottle?
(CHUCKLING)
It means, "Do not bring drugs
into our town."
You're nuts.
What's your name?
Huh? Get back here,
you little bitch.
I will put your license
to the sheriff's station!
HAZEL: Ohh!
(LAUGHING)
What the hell?
Oh, Lord & Taylor.
Okay, fine.
Fine, fine, fine.
(PAINT CAN HISSING)
"Don't...
"bring..."
"...drugs..."
(CHUCKLES)
Hey, I got my other
hunting buddies.
They're out there,
checking the other roads for car checks.
Better?
Yeah.
Ugh, I'm gonna
need some moms
to help me
paint more signs.
Uh, more, uh...
more direct signs.
- Yes, more direct signs.
- Okay.
MAN: Hey, uh,
you're telling me
that you have
a pain in your leg
that's not
getting any better?
I have
for a while now, yeah.
Okay. Thank you.
(BELL JINGLES)
Oh, hi.
Can I help you?
What's your pain level?
Like 7 1/2.
Hmm...
Okay, well, I think
I have something here
that is going to
help out quite a bit.
Oh, yeah?
Uh... fill
this prescription?
Oh, sure thing.
Oxycodone.
Yes, sir, that's gonna make
you feel right as rain.
How often?
Well, the bottle
says,
"As needed
or every four hours,"
but, you know.
I know what?
Take it as often
as needed.
That's up to you.
There's no way
she'll fill that all.
Just watch.
(PAPER BAG CRINKLING)
How will you be paying?
Oh, for Pete's sake,
you've gotta be kidding me.
What?
Uh, well, listen, I'm...
I'm gonna have to come back
for more, this is...
Well, you can make
another appointment.
This isn't enough.
Like, I'm here now.
Could you just
write me another one?
Did you even look before
you grabbed all those drugs?
Of course.
Why on earth would
we need all that dope?
I mean, I...
Did you even
go to school?
Ma'am, you're gonna
have to calm down.
I'm only doing my job.
I... I do have
other patients, but...
There you go.
Thanks.
So this is it?
You just...
- This is pr...
- ...fuckin'...
This is procedure.
It's procedure.
It's an obscene
amount of drugs.
Don't you think
I know that?
And you just
fill it anyway?
It's just another day.
- Ohh!
- No, it's not.
Just let us know
if anybody else
is filling prescriptions
like this.
Sir, I can't do that
because of the HIPAA law.
No, you better,
or God help you.
Yeah, you just hand
these things out, right?
I come in and say
my foot hurts...
Everything that I've done
is perfectly legal.
It's perfectly legal.
That's good.
You're gonna
have to leave,
or I'll have to call
the police.
So, call 'em!
Do you know that
there are kids dying?
I lost both of my sons.
They're gone.
- Oh, it's you.
- Yeah, well,
I'm not the only one
suffering in this town.
Not by a longshot.
It's the system, ma'am.
I... I have to do my job.
That's fuckin' great.
If you ever
over-prescribe again,
you'll never write
another fuckin' prescription.
You hear
what I'm sayin'?
Good.
HAZEL:
Shame on you.
Just give us the name
of the doctor...
if this happens again.
♪♪
(SIGHS)
Here. Just write down
your number.
(SIGHS)
Keep your drugs.
(NEWS FANFARE PLAYING)
A new report
coming out today
about the opioid epidemic.
Recently, the state of Nebraska
approved fentanyl
to be used in lethal injections.
As of right now,
many other states
are considering
doing the same.
WOMAN: Many of the street drugs
are laced with fentanyl,
adding to the rising
overdose rate. Opioids...
Whatcha need, boss?
...if misused,
the consequences can be deadly.
(PATRONS CHATTERING)
So, Adam, how's it goin'?
What?
- Aw, you didn't hear.
- Mm.
Well, our Adam here,
he's been putting together
a renegade group of locals
to fight the drugs in our town.
Wow. That's pretty
awesome, actually.
MAN: Yeah, isn't it?
That's what all the shit down
by the interstate was about.
So, Adam...
how's it goin'?
Too soon to tell.
- I wanna help.
- Yeah.
I wanna help.
My sister, she passed last Christmas.
Know that?
No, I didn't know that.
I'm sorry.
That's not
the worst of it.
She was in treatment.
She was doing good.
On a good path.
And then she got kidney trouble,
went back to the hospital.
And the pills.
Nope,
didn't have to.
No, her dealer
snuck in there
while we were out of the room
and gave her the drugs.
And her system
couldn't handle it.
- He snuck in?
- Yeah.
- That's fuckin' crazy.
- Yeah, it's crazy.
Yeah. He went away for a
couple months and got out.
- If I ever found him...
- I'd kill him.
I'd kill all of 'em.
I understand
how you feel, trust me.
But we're trying
to do this the right way.
Oh, you're trying to
do this the right way?
We're tryin', yeah.
The right way, huh?
Okay, well,
when you're done
scannin' backpacks
and holdin' signs
under the interstate,
you let me know.
(SCOFFS)
- You done?
- Yeah, I'm done.
(CAR PULLS UP)
(CAR DOORS OPEN
AND SHUT)
(HAZEL SIGHS)
(MUTTERS)
Okay...
HAZEL: So obviously,
some of my talks
didn't drive my point home.
Some of you still don't
care enough...
about your families...
your friends...
and, sadly, yourselves.
But I have brought backup.
(CHUCKLES)
All of these mothers
that you see,
all of them...
they have been affected
by the heroin epidemic.
And they have
come here today...
to help us
make this mission
crystal clear.
I've talked to the principal,
and he agrees.
(STUDENTS CHATTERING)
HAZEL: If anyone
is found talking...
- (BEEPING)
- You're good.
HAZEL: ...dealing...
even thinking
about doing drugs,
you are going
to be escorted...
- Oh, hell no.
- ...by one of our volunteer moms...
and by your parents
to the police station.
There, you will
be fingerprinted.
You'll be photographed,
and you'll be
suspended from school.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
What's up?
♪♪
HAZEL: It's going
to ruin your lives.
We've all had children
that are dead.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- Adam!
- Stop!
(MOTORCYCLE REVS)
But your mom
and your families...
(TIRES SCREECH)
Stop!
HAZEL: Just reach out,
before it's too late.
(TRUCK FIRES UP)
Hey! Hey!
- Get out!
- Stop!
Where is it?
Where is it?
I said where is it?
- Get off!
- I know you've got it!
JERRY: Hey, hey!
Adam! Stop!
What the hell's
wrong with you?
Stop it!
On school grounds, really?
Chill!
JERRY: What the hell is wrong
with you, son?
Listen to me.
I'm gonna have
to take you in.
Put your hands
behind your back.
- (HANDCUFFS SNAPPING)
- You're under arrest.
HAZEL: And we will
fight for you.
We're here for you.
We love you!
(HANDCUFFS SNAPPING)
Come on.
(DOOR SHUTS)
I don't understand
what the big deal is.
I barely touched him.
The kid'll be fine.
(CLEARS THROAT)
You're lucky
his parents aren't wealthy.
Do you even realize
what you've done?
Yeah. Your fuckin' job.
Oh, bullshit.
This is about revenge.
What are you talking about?
Kenny.
Kenny?
Your sister Cheyenne's
friend Kenny.
What?
The one she was
in the marching band with.
No. Fat Kenny?
He called 911
when your sister overdosed.
That was fat fucking Kenny?
Fat Kenny.
That's right.
You fucking kidding me?
Listen to me.
Okay?
We have warrants
on him...
Oh, good.
Good work.
A couple of break-ins
and robberies.
The guy is armed
and dangerous.
- I'm gonna fucking kill him.
- No, you're not gonna do that.
- Yes, I am.
- No, you're not.
Get these fucking cuffs off me
and I'll fucking kill him!
Shut it!
Shut it.
You listen here,
okay?
You better name
your next son Edward,
'cause that guy stopped you
from pummelin' that kid.
- Jerry...
- What?
Why didn't you
fuckin' tell me?
What difference
does it make?
Kill some lowlife
to honor your sister's death?
It's somethin'.
Are you gonna
leave your infant son,
like your daddy
left you?
It's different.
It's nothing.
And you're
better than that.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
What's happening?
EDWARD: What, uh...
What'd you go
and charge on him?
Nothin' yet.
But we're
gonna discuss it.
I'm disbanding
this task force.
Oh, man, no!
Listen, if you want to join
the police academy,
be my guest...
this is over.
Oh, but we're doing
so much good.
And you're this close
to doing so much bad.
This is bull...
Fuck.
And you...
you're no longer my responsibility.
Your mother's
on her way.
Yeah. I need a smoke.
That's right.
Come on, Jerry.
Come on...
My name...
is Lieutenant Jerald Whalen.
And this is over.
Someone needs
to save these kids.
Listen, I have police
business to attend to.
And I have to clean up
this mess.
I'd appreciate it if you'd
vacate the office, please.
- But if...
- Go! Now.
(MUTTERS)
God damn it.
Okay, well,
you know... great.
Now what?
Now nothin',
it's over.
What do you mean
it's over, man?
The dealers are out there
still, in plain damn sight!
Yeah, well...
I'm likely gettin' charged
or fuckin' arrested, so...
Not before
I find Kenny.
- What the heck are you talking about?
- Look, you heard Jerry.
All right? We're done.
Disbanded. All right?
And, honestly,
like what the fu...
We gotta grow up.
We... This is a nat...
It's a national epidemic.
Did we actually think
we were gonna
make a difference?
No, we did
make a difference.
Think of the kids
this week, come on.
And what about
the kids next week?
And the week
after that?
Nothing fucking changes.
EDWARD: Nothin' new
under the sun.
Exactly.
Just like the father,
just like the son.
What the fuck
did you just say?
♪♪
I said your father
was a coward.
Like you.
(SIGHS)
Oh, come on.
♪♪
Hey, I'm disappointed
in you, man.
I knew your father was
a punk-ass behind the bars,
I just didn't know you were gonna
turn out to be the same way.
Take that shit back.
You don't fuckin' know!
Man, you don't put
your hands on me!
- Yeah, come on!
- No, no, no, no, no, no!
Stop it! Stop it
right now, you two!
Edward...
Edward, please.
- Just go to your truck.
- Ah, yeah!
Gonna fuckin'
walk away?
HAZEL: Not a word
from you.
Man up!
Look, I-I don't know
your mom that well,
but I-I heard that she's
a real piece of work.
- My mom's a fuckin' bitch.
- No, none of that. No.
This is your mother.
Okay, go to her.
Please?
Before you
ruin your life.
Don't make her lose
another child, Adam.
- She doesn't care.
- Oh, no.
A lot of people just
don't have the ability
to say how they care...
she's hurting.
Honey, she's hurting
just like you.
- (CHUCKLES) Yeah.
- And she is suffering
just as much
as you are.
I gotta... I gotta...
I gotta find Kenny.
Listen to me, please?
Please?
- Adam!
- What?
If you let this hate
into your heart,
it will consume you.
Here.
May God bless you,
and keep you.
From yourself.
It's too late for that.
No... (SCOFFS)
Make your mama proud,
don't ya?
Shut up.
Well, I'm responsible
for you now.
Just like when
you was in diapers.
- So get in.
- I'm not gettin' in.
Get in.
Don't make me call
the staties.
Get in.
♪♪
Not a fuckin' word.
Not a fuckin' word?
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
You and I are gonna have
a little fuckin' chat.
Okay?
First off, what in God's
name were you thinking?
- Nothing.
- Well, obviously.
- ADAM: Take me to Cheyenne.
- BETH: Oh, come on.
- Take me.
- Adam, she's dead.
She's six feet under.
It's over!
Make it quick.
♪♪
Come on.
That's enough.
You know...
(CLEARS THROAT)
I, uh, I may have
chosen poorly at times.
Especially
when raising you.
But I'll tell you this.
I will spend
my every last breath
tellin' you to be
a good daddy to that boy.
Do you think I didn't care
when you left me, too?
I just had
to get out of here.
Why?
So you could throw it all away,
like your sister did?
- I gotta go.
- Adam...
Adam...
He needs you.
You fought for him.
You fought for your country,
you fought overseas,
you fought
for all of us.
Now it's time that you
have to fight for you, son.
Like that little boy's life
depends on it.
You understand me?
I am.
Adam...
Adam!
Would you do something
for me?
What?
Don't let Phil
turn out like me.
Damn it, Adam.
♪♪
Okay, he's gotta be
getting a shipment soon.
God, maybe we've
done such great work
that there's
no longer a demand, right?
Ugh. Or maybe not.
Okay...
(GUN COCKS)
Hood's up.
His door is open.
Oh, I just never thought
it would be like this.
Oh, my God!
No, I'm not...
I hate things that kill.
Please...
It's for protection.
HAZEL: He sees us.
I just, I don't want
things to escalate, Edward.
He's armed.
We gotta be armed.
He's looking at us.
EDWARD: Come on.
(CAR DOORS OPEN)
Hey, heh.
♪♪
Just wanna talk.
- Freeze!
- No, wait!
Freeze!
(HAZEL GASPS)
Dad!
- (WHIMPERING)
- My God.
(BOTH WHIMPERING)
Get over here.
Come on!
(MOTORCYCLE REVS)
(COUGHING)
♪♪
(HAZEL GRUNTING)
♪♪
I shouldn't have
brought my gun.
What?
Hazel was right.
You...
You did this?
What did you do?
What did you do?
What did you... do?!
(SOBBING)
What did you do?
(SOBBING)
Fuck.
♪♪
Why Hazel?
I'm sorry.
(CRYING)
Those who walk with God,
have peace
in their heart...
and eternal rest forever.
Our Father...
who art in Heaven...
hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done
on Earth as it is
in Heaven.
Give us this day
our daily bread.
Forgive us
our trespasses...
as we forgive those
who trespass against us.
And lead us not
into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
♪♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER,
COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC SHUTS OFF)
Listen up!
(CHATTER SLOWLY DIES)
Have you had enough?
Have you had enough?
PATRONS: Yeah. Yeah.
Yes.
Have you had enough?
ALL: Yeah!
Are you ready
to do something?
We're doin' the march.
ADAM: You're doin'
the march?
- Yeah.
- Hey, we're doin' the march.
We'll do our own
damn march!
(PATRONS CHEERING)
We will hunt
these motherfuckers down...
one by one.
- MAN: Fuck, yeah!
- (ALL CHEERING)
- Are you ready?
- ALL: Yeah!
Do you give a shit?!
- (PATRONS CHEERING)
- Then we rally!
Follow me!
Hey! He deals, get him!
♪♪
Hi, you guys.
I don't... I don't
have any more candles.
Well, it's only
about a mile to the memorial.
Everyone needs
to have a flame.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
Hey.
Adam, you scared us.
What are
you guys doing?
Huntin'.
Where's Edward?
He's back in town.
He's puttin' up flyers
for his peace march.
Why's he doin' that?
Who wants peace right now?
Hey, listen, man...
Don't fuckin'
touch me.
We're huntin'
these guys down.
The whole town's
huntin' for 'em.
And his old man.
Not the whole town.
What are you doin'?
Waitin' on Edward.
Are you in?
Yeah, I'm in.
You?
No, I'm not
fucking in.
You really think this
is what Hazel would want?
I think Hazel's dead.
That's what I think.
Let's go.
(CROWD HUMMING
"I SAW THE LIGHT")
Let's go!
♪♪
(HUMMING CONTINUES)
(ENGINES REVVING,
MOB WHOOPING)
(HUMMING CONTINUES)
- Adam! Adam!
- MAN: Whoo!
This is fucking crazy, man!
You need to call this off.
It's the only way,
Johnny!
(ENGINES RUMBLING)
Look at this shit, Adam!
You started it!
You got to put
a fucking end to it!
ALL: ♪ ...the light ♪
♪ No more darkness ♪
♪ No more night ♪
(MOB WHOOPING)
Someone's getting killed here,
guys, I'm outta this!
Fuck this!
Johnny, you chickenshit!
ADAM: Let him go!
♪♪
CROWD: ♪ No sorrow
in sight ♪
♪ Praise the Lord,
I saw the light ♪
♪ I saw the light,
I saw the light ♪
♪ No more darkness ♪
♪ No more night ♪
(MOB SHOUTING)
JERRY: Kenny!
I know you can
hear me!
Come out, now,
and show your face!
(DISTANT GUNSHOT)
(DISTANT GUNSHOT)
(CROWD CLAMORING)
♪ I saw the light ♪
♪ I saw the light ♪
♪ I saw the light ♪
♪ No more darkness ♪
♪ No more night... ♪
Adam, you are better than
this. What are you doing?
What I can.
Hey, look at me.
I know you
and this isn't you.
Please don't do this.
Tonight is the night!
To remember Hazel!
To remember Hazel...
and everyone we've lost,
and to honor them with more
than just thoughts and prayers.
Tonight we rid ourselves of
these snakes and their poison.
No more will we watch
our sons and daughters,
our sisters and brothers,
die in our midst. No more!
(CROWD CHEERING)
Tonight we take responsibility.
I take responsibility,
you take responsibility
for your community.
And stop the spread
of this fuckin' poison.
By marching for peace!
(MOB BOOING)
MAN: Fuck peace!
No more! No more.
For Paul!
- For Paul!
- (CROWD CHEERS)
This is not
what Hazel wanted!
(POLICE SIREN)
Residents of Whispering Pines,
disperse and go home. Now!
Put down your weapons
and disperse immediately,
or face arrest.
Adam!
CROWD: (SHOUTING)
Burn! Burn!
Burn! Burn! Burn!
Jesus, what have I done?
MAN: Whoo!
♪♪
♪♪
(SIRENS WAILING)
Kenny!
Kenny!
Kenny!
Kenny!
I know you're
fucking in here.
(WHIMPERING SOFTLY)
(WHIMPERING)
Hey, man...
Where am I?
(LABORED BREATHING)
I... I can't breathe.
Good.
H-Help, man...
Don't fucking
touch me, man.
Die. I wanna watch.
I'm sick...
(LABORED BREATHING)
Cheyenne was sick.
You fucking killed her.
Help...
Don't you
fucking touch me.
Good. Fucking die.
Help, man, help...
Listen.
Listen, listen.
Listen, hey,
I want you to know this.
You see this?
Can you see this?
I'm supposed to fucking
save your life.
This'll fucking
save your life...
- I didn't...
- You're gonna fucking die.
You're gonna die,
'cause you're a piece of shit dealer,
who dealt to my sister.
You're gonna fucking die.
- I didn't...
- Motherfucker, you killed her.
- I didn't kill her.
- You fucking killed her!
She was my dealer.
(GASPING FOR BREATH)
Fuck me...
Fuck!
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
(GASPING FOR BREATH)
(KENNY GROANS)
Dammit.
(SIGHS)
Oh, God.
(WHISPERS)
Oh, God.
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪♪
(ENGINE RUMBLING)
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ Forgiveness is the garment
of our courage ♪
♪ The power to make the peace
we long to know ♪
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
Did you kill him?
No.
Why not?
It's complicated.
Dealer's soul rot in hell.
Hmm.
If you knew the whole story,
I'm not sure
you'd be saying that.
Was it all worth it?
I don't know.
I, um, I know
it wasn't your fault.
Maybe things will change.
Maybe.
(CHUCKLES)
How is he?
Perfect.
He's a good little boy.
Yeah, he is.
He's been asking
for you all night.
So...
I'm gonna go see him.
Thank you.
Thank you.
♪♪
Hey, buddy. Come here.
(COOING)
Ohh...
Hi.
How you doing?
- Daddy!
- Yeah?
♪♪
Hi, everyone.
My name is Brittany.
Now, though you probably
don't know me at all,
you probably do remember
my Aunt Hazel.
She reminded us
of the value of life,
of every life.
She carried the burden of other
people's poor choices.
She knew unimaginable loss.
And she made it her life's
mission to remind us
that the choices we make
to dismiss those lives
and turn and look the other way
when our friends and family
are dying
is not acceptable.
Something has to change
in our hearts.
We get a chance
to be that change.
And it all starts with you remembering
that your decisions have an impact.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DEEP EXHALE)
Lieutenant.
Yeah, not anymore.
Budget cuts.
Hmm. Real life.
So... what you
gonna do now?
Same as I've always done.
Protect my town.
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see you now ♪
♪ I see you now ♪
♪♪
No more death to drugs.
(CRYING) I remember what
my Aunt Hazel stood for.
And I remember
what she died for.
I'm just here today so that
you don't forget either.
- Thank you.
- ♪ When I look into the face ♪
- (APPLAUSE)
- ♪ Of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
(ENGINE STARTS)
(TRUCK DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ When I look into the face
of my enemy ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪ I see my brother ♪
♪♪
During filming of this movie,
statistics continue to rise.
Recent studies
show a predicted
10 percent increase
of fatalities per year.
These overwhelming numbers
greatly surpass
the amount of deaths during
the 9/11 terrorist attacks.
As these numbers
continue to rise,
it is time to raise awareness
of this horrible epidemic,
fight back,
and create lasting,
significant change.