The Killing Jar (2010) - full transcript

Oh, my God!

Oh!

Whoo. It sure is hot out tonight.

Hot.

Hotter than nine naked women in a Volkswagen.

Stinking hot.

Hey, Jimmy,

can we turn up the AC?

I'm about to fry out here.

It seems all right to me.

Cheapskate.



That guy wouldn't know air conditioning

if it was drop-kicked up his ass.

He ain't never turned it on in here.

She's gonna be fine.

She's gonna be all alone.

Stop.
We talked about this.

You said you were ready.

I know. That was talk.
This is real.

Hell, yeah, it's real, baby.

We're halfway out of town.
The car's packed.

We can't go back now.

Stop.

What?
Just stop.

We said we were gonna film this.



We agreed. The whole trip.

Come on.
People love this shit.

Right now, Billy, please.

Look,

you want to stay in this shit hole forever?

Not me.

I'm not gonna end up like my father,
working my fingers to the bone

in a fucking mill for the rest of my life.

I'm getting out of here.

If we don't leave right now,

we may never have another chance.

I know.

Give me some love.

How's your mama doing, Erline?

Oh, I don't go by Erline anymore.

I changed it to Starr.. two R's.

Oh, well, tell her I said hey.

Hey, Noreen, pretty hot for an old broad.

I'm 32.

Don't mind him.
He's an asshole.

What'd I say? What?

Noreen, get to work!

Jimmy, I have been on my feet all day.

I'm tired.
You know what?

I'm gonna fire you.

Haven't you fired me enough this month?

I'm not kidding this time, Noreen.

Right. And who are you gonna get to work in this dump, huh?

There's plenty of girls who want to work here.

Jimmy, you are full of more shit

than a Christmas turkey.

I'm not kidding you.
I am not kidding you.

Uh, excuse me.

Uh, you have a pay phone inside here?

The one outside is busted.

Yeah, there's one in the back.

Yeah.

I don't know.
He looks lost.

What's the matter?

I've got a headache.

Bad?

I'll be all right.

Hey, Noreen.

Can I get a piece of that lemon meringue pie?

Yeah. Yeah.

No, no.

Well, it was a tough call.

I had to...

do a bit of a tap dance on this one,

but, uh, I closed the sale.

Okay. Mm-hmm.

How's it going tonight?

Can't complain.
What can I get you?

A cup of coffee'd be great.

I gotta warn you, it's pretty strong.

Really? How strong?
You could float piss on it.

Sounds good.
I got a long drive.

The kitchen's about to close,

so if you want to order something, you better do it now.

Oh, no. I'm good, thanks.

How about a slice of pecan pie?

I make the best pecan pie this side of the Mason-Dixon Line.

That is a bold claim, young lady.

Can you back that up?

You can just ask anybody in Silver Lake.

Since I don't know anybody in Silver Lake,

I guess I'm just gonna have to take your word for it, huh?

You trustworthy?

I swear on a stack of Bibles.

You know what? Maybe later.
Just.. Just coffee.

Suit yourself.

Thanks.

You're not from around here, are you?

Are you just passing through?
Yeah.

Where to?

I'm sorry?

Where you headed to?

New York.

New York. Oh.

Yes.

You live there?

Brooklyn.

God, Brooklyn.

I have always wanted to see New York City.

And you live there.
Oh, you are so lucky.

You've obviously never been to Brooklyn.

No, I haven't been much of nowhere.

Mmm. Well, you should go.

I wish I could, but, uh,

I don't think I'll be leaving
Silver Lake any time soon.

Oh. Sorry.

Oh, don't be.

It's not such a bad little town really.

It used to be this big vacation spot, you know.

Lots of boating and swimming.

People came from miles and miles around.

What happened?

Oh, the lake dried up a few years back.

Nothing but a great big hole in the ground now.

Let me get this straight.

There's not actually a lake in Silver Lake.

No.

Wow.

Wow.

But at least you got that pie.

Yes, we do.

I'm Noreen, by the way.

Oh, hey, Noreen.
John Dixon.

It's nice to meet you, John.

You, too. Likewise.

So, uh, hey, is there a.. a restroom?

Oh, in the back, by the phones.

Okay.

Uh, hey, you should flush it twice.

The handle gets stuck.

I'll keep that in mind.

And that's "Heart In a Bottle,"

the latest from Hank Worell on your Hit Country,

WTKJ FM.

Next up, news headlines,

including a grisly multiple homicide in Union County.

Plus, the start of the Lincoln County Fair this weekend,

and a road widening for the proposed shopping center

off 501 has hit a snag.

But first, WTKJ News

is sponsored by Greene.. What's the matter?

Shh, shh. Be quiet.
What's wrong?

There's been some murders over in Union County.
Now our top story.

This report just in.
Murders?

Four murders are being investigated tonight

by the Union County Sheriff's Department.

The execution-style slayings

occurred in the town of Aberdeen.

The bodies of Tom Carter, age 44,

his wife Lucille, age 41,

and their two children, ages 6 and 9,

were discovered dead in their home this evening.

God.
Police Chief Ronnie Gale

said the victims were shot in the head

with a .22 caliber weapon

after being tied up and wrapped in plastic.

Authorities are on the lookout for a male,

possibly driving a late-model black pickup truck

in connection with the murders.

In other local news, the Union..

Jesus Christ.

What in the hell's the world coming to?

It's crazy.
That shit is just crazy.

You hear that?
What?

Yeah, a suspect..

Shot.
...black pickup truck should be easy to pick up.

What kind of person kills a child?

A sick bastard, that's who.

It's wrong.

Well, let's get back to work.

You okay?

There was some murders tonight.

Oh, really?

Yeah, a whole family.

Wow.

Yeah. Husband, wife, two little kids.

Wow. Did you know them?

No, no, I didn't.
But little kids, you know?

Yeah. Y-You have kids?

No, no, no.
The Lord didn't see fit to bless us with any.

It's probably for the best, though.

How about you?
Is there a Mrs. John?

There, uh, was.

She, uh...

She passed away two years ago.

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to.. No.
No, no, no.

It's okay. It's okay.

She was a...

She was a good woman.

You know what?

I think I will have something to eat.

It gives me the heebie-jeebies.
What's that?

Knowing there's some crazy lunatic out there somewhere.

Shit, there ain't no lunatics out here.

How's Frank these days?

Oh, he's Frank.
He got a job yet?

Yeah, he's employed full time by the television.

I'm sure he'll find something.

If he'll get off his butt.

You can kick his ass out.

Oh, I married him for better or worse.

This is just the worse part, I guess.

You could always leave him.

Yeah. Where would I go?
What would I do?

I'm just some dumb waitress.

I don't know.
You could always run away with me.

Now, what would Bobbie Sue have to say about that one?

Bobbie Sue.

She likes you better than she does me anyhow.

Speaking of which,

I guess I should get home to the missus.

How much do I owe you?

Uh, 5.91.

Is that right?
Yeah.

Let me see. Uh...

Let's see. 2.20 for the burger, 75 cents for the fries,

a buck 65 for the pie,

75 cents for the iced tea.

That's 5.55 plus tax.
Yeah, that's 5.91.

Well, damn, girl.

See? You're not some dumb waitress.

Hell, you can count.

Oh, great.
I can count.

Well, you know, that and a
nickel would get me a cup of coffee.

Cheer up, Noreen.

It's gonna get better.

I guess it can't rain forever.

Sorry, mister.
Kitchen's closed.

Where's the nearest town?

Silver Lake.

But everything's probably closed by now.

Silver Lake, huh?

What's after that?

Nothing but cows and cornfields for hours.

Can I interest you in a piece of pie

or a cup of coffee?

I have to think about that for a little while.

Can I get you something?

Yeah. Maybe a.. Maybe a steak.

Kitchen's closed.

Can I interest you in some pie?

No.

We got the best pecan this side of the Mason-Dixon.

When the fuck did I ask you for pie?

Get me some coffee.

Yeah, sure thing.

Can you?

Hey, hey! We got a problem out there?

Evidently, you can't hear.

The lady said the kitchen's closed.

That means I'm not making squat for anybody.

If you don't like it, there's the door.

Hey, Noreen, sweetie,

I should get my change and...

Hmm?

Meet me in the back.

What's that?

Shh.

I'm just gonna get you some coffee in the back.

Oh, uh...

Getting late, Hank.

I'm gonna hit the head before I head out.

Hey.

What's going on?

That man.

What man?

The one that just came in.

I've got a bad feeling about him.

Why?

Maybe that's him.

Him?

The one that killed that family.

Oh, Noreen.

He doesn't look like the serial killer type to me,

and I'm a police officer.

Just because you watch America's Most Wanted every night

don't make you an expert on serial killers.

Whoa, whoa. Let's just.. Let's stop right there.

For your information, America's Most Wanted plays a critical part

in the apprehension of many fugitives in this country.

It's important.

Lonnie.

Noreen, you're just jumpy, that's all.

I am not.

Look, even if he was the killer, which, clearly, he is not,

he wouldn't stop in here for a cup of coffee.

If he had a lick of sense, he'd be a million miles away,

and he certainly wouldn't be in this county.

All right.
And what if you're wrong?

I can't just go question a man
because you think he's weird.

You're the cop.

Go talk to him.
Talk to who?

Oh, my God. You scared the shit out of me.

Geez.

We were just.. We were just talking.

What.. What can I get for you?

Some more coffee.

Yeah, sure.

He just wanted more coffee.
See? He just wanted more coffee is all.

Sorry.

You okay?

Look like you saw a ghost.

Hey.

You all right?

That guy's got her spooked.

Well, maybe you oughta go say something.

Who, me?

You're the one with the badge.
Go do your job.

Excuse me.

Pardon me, mister?

Probably none of my business, but I was just wondering,

what brings you here?

Here?

Oh, just our little slice of heaven here.

What brings you out this way?

That's none of your business.

Oh, well, we're real friendly around here.

We just.. We like to get to know
the strangers that come through town.

Just want to know, that's all.

That a fact?
Yeah.

I just want to be left alone.

Well, I can appreciate that.
I can appreciate that.

Can you?
Where you heading?

That's none of your fucking business.

May I remind you that you're,
uh.. you're talking to an officer of the law,

and when you're asked some questions,
I.. I expect an answer.

Is that what you are, an officer of the law?

That's right.
You wanna just take it down a notch, friend?

I'm just asking a few questions.

You're more like a deputy, aren't you?

I am, in fact, a deputy.

Now listen, I'm just here to ask you a few questions.

That's all. I'm not here to start any trouble.

Are you looking for trouble?
'Cause if you're looking for trouble, I'm here.

I'm just looking to be left alone, like I told you.

I'll leave you alone as soon as you answer a few questions.

Fuck you.

God damn it!

I've had just about enough of your mouth.

All right?
You walk in here using that kind of language.

I won't tolerate it.

Now I need you to answer some questions.

This conversation is over.

This conversation is not over, God damn it.

I am an officer of the law.
You will tell me what I want to know!

Hey, mister, I'm talking to you!

Oh, yeah? How's this?

This might get your attention.
How's that? Huh?

Now you tell me right now what you're driving!

Are you gonna shoot me, Officer?

I know what to do with this!
You don't worry about that!

You just answer my questions!

You know, if you're gonna take that thing out,

you'd better be ready to use it.

I don't want to have to ask you again, buddy.

You answer my questions right now.

Mister!

God damn it!
How's that? Huh?

Lonnie.
How's that?

Lonnie.

Okay. Yeah.

Now we're getting somewhere.

I get you attention now?
Huh, tough guy?

I get your attention now?
Take another step.

You tell me what you're driving.

Now you tell me what kind of car you're driving!

I'm driving a truck.
A truck. A truck.

They said it was a black truck.

I know. I know.

What color's your truck?

It's right out there.
Why don't you step outside

and see for yourself?

It's dark.

I mean, it looks black from here.
It's red.

Would you help me out here, Hank, huh?

All right.

It's red, so you say.

But we'll see about that.

This is awesome.

It's red.

Red?

Are you sure?

Well, I'm no Martha Stewart, but I'm pretty sure

I can still tell the difference between red and black.

The truck's red.

It's red.

It's red.

I'm sorry, mister.

I'm real sorry.
I mean...

This has been a real bad misunderstanding.

You see, we're looking for a fellow in a truck.

There was.. There was a police report on the radio.

They're looking for a man in a black truck.

What'd this man in a black truck do anyway?

He killed some folks.

Did you see that?

That dude was fucking psycho.

Tell me about it.
Did you see his face?

Well, I think

that's about enough excitement for one night.

Can I get the check, please?
Yeah.

I'll be right back, okay?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

I feel like I should come by here more often.

I didn't know you guys had late-night entertainment.

You okay?

Yeah?

I'm just a little shaky.

Just breathe.

It's gonna be okay.

I don't think he'll be coming back anytime soon.

Oh, my God!

Oh!

Please.

Sit down.

Come here.

I want everybody's keys,

your wallets and your cell phones

right on the table right over there.

Everybody, right now.

You.

What?

Bring it over here.

Me?
Yeah.

Everything. Pick it up and bring it over here.

Take everything out and put it right here.

Is that it?

You sure that's it?

Okay. Go back and sit down.

Man, come on.

Hey!

Are we having a problem over there?

Jesus.

I said, are we having a problem over there?

No. No problem.

Then sit the fuck down.

I thought you said you gave me everything.

Don't fuck with me, honey.

Yes, sir.

Go back and sit down.

Hey, jack-in-the-box.

Why don't you just walk on over here right now?

See that guy on the floor over there?

I want you to drag him out.

Get it out where?

Wherever you want.

Just do it.

You're crazy.
I ain't touching that thing.

Do what I say!

I'll put a fucking hole in you right now.

I can't do this, mister.
I'm gonna be sick.

Then be sick.

Drag him out like I told you.

We're gonna die.

We're gonna die.

We're gonna die.

It's gonna be okay.
We're gonna die.

Billy, I'm so scared.

Shh. Don't say it.
Don't move.

Oh, shit.

Do you think he's gonna kill us?

I don't know.

I'm really scared.

It's okay. Me, too.

I wish we could do something.

Do you live close?

Yeah.

So your husband.. is he gonna miss you?

You know, call the cops?

No.

Look, I figure he's got eight bullets in that handgun,

maybe seven shells in the shotgun.

How do you know that?

Honey carries a 1911, standard eight rounds.

What are you, a gun expert?

Sort of.

What are you saying?

I say we rush him.

What, are you crazy?

No, I ain't crazy.

There's five of us, there's one of him.

Odds are he cannot shoot us all.

Odds are he's gonna shoot some of us.

Oh, God.
I don't want to die.

Look, he is gonna kill us anyway.

At least if we rush him, we got us a chance.

We don't know what he wants.

Jesus Christ, you guys.

I ain't gonna sit around here and wait to find out.

Are you with me?

No. No.
Why not?

Look, I'm a salesman.
I'm not a superhero.

What do you suggest we do then?

Wait.

Wait for what? To die?
Fuck that.

Will you shut that yakking over there?

Mister?

What?

I know you're scared.

Of what?

It's not too late.

Too late for what?

To stop all this before it gets worse.

Please. Please.

Maybe I'd just sit over there and play dumb.

Whoa.

Hey.

Hey, it's.. it's me.
It's Greene.

You must be Mr. Smith.

You're the man with the gun.
Whoo!

Boy, howdy.

Nash told me you were one coldhearted son of a bitch,

but, my God, I had no idea.

Hey, would you mind not pointing that at me?
I don't like guns.

Hey!
Whoa!

Okay, not the friendly type.

I get it. You're working.

You're busy. No problema.

Yeah, well, since you're busy,

uh, I'll get right down to business.

Is it done?
Is what done?

You know, the job.
Is it done?

What do you think?

Well, okay.

Then this, my friend, is all yours.

It's all there.

You can count it if you don't believe me, but...

Yeah, so I guess we're square.

Well, it's been nice doing business with you, Mr. Smith,

and I doubt I'll need your services anytime in the future,

but I will highly recommend you.

Oh, and I hate to overstate the obvious, but, uh,

these people have seen my face,

so you are gonna take care of them, right?

Oh, yeah.

Okay. Well, I would love to stick around

and watch you do your work, but I got a date, so good night.

Hey!

Sit down.

Why?

Because I said so.

What for?
Sit down!

I.. I don't understand where you're coming from here, buddy.

Sit down!

Look, is this some kind of scam? Is that it?

Are you wanting more money out of me?
I got your money.

No, because I don't have any more money.

See, I was told you were a lot
more professional than this.

Yeah. And I don't know what the
hell you got going on in here,

but you can damn well believe that I am calling Nash

and I'm gonna tell him.
We got a big problem.

A problem? What..

What problem?

I ain't Smith.

All right. So you're..

you're not Smith.

And, uh,

you're not a cop, either.

Well, there was a cop in here earlier,

but he's dead now, 'cause I shot him.

Okay.

You must want something, right?

I mean, right?
Am I right?

Everybody wants something, right?
Sure.

Okay, okay. We're getting somewhere.
We're getting somewhere.

So, uh, what do you want?

The truth.

Okay, I'll tell you whatever you want to hear.

Who's Smith?

Smith?
Yeah.

Smith, Smith. Yeah.
He, uh...

I don't know.

You don't know or you're not gonna tell me?

Which is it?

Could you just untie me?
Just let me go?

I'll pay you.

I already got your money!

I'll pay you more.

You said you didn't have any more.

Now you're nothing but a liar, Mr. Greene.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Okay, I'll tell you anything you want to hear.

I'll tell you what you want to hear.

The money in the case.. whose is it?
Where did it come from?

That, uh.. That was a business deal.

A business deal, huh?

Yeah.
What kind of business deal?

I don't think I can do that.

I think you can.

I can't.

That's the wrong answer.

No. No. No. Come on.

Come on.
Let's talk about this.

Let's talk about it.

Look, I'll pay you.
I swear. I'll pay, man.

You know I'm good for it.

Please, boy.

I shouldn't be here.

I just should not be here.

This is not right.

Stupid convention.
I didn't want to go in the first place.

My boss makes me..

We, like..

I should've just driven straight home.

800 miles of road, and I stop in this particular diner

on this particular night.

Just dumb luck.

I'm gonna die in this god forsaken diner

in the middle of nowhere for nothing.

Jesus Christ.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so.. No, I'm sorry.

Sorry. Sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.
It's just

bad luck my whole life.

For what it's worth,

I'm glad you did stop.

Who's Smith?

And where'd that money come from?

I...

I can't..
I can't tell you.

Oh, I think you can.
Ask me how come I know it.

Say, "How do you know it?"

How do you know...

I'm gonna tell you...

the answer to the question?

'Cause I've seen it before.
I've been there before.

Hundreds of times.

Sooner or later, you're gonna say everything.

Everyone always does.
You gotta ask yourself a question, though.

How much pain can you endure?

How much pain can you endure, Mr. Greene?

I think you need a little bit more than some of it.

No! Okay, okay!

Tell me what I want to know, God damn it!

Don't do it, please! No! I'll tell you!
Then say it!

Okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you,
I'll tell you, I'll tell you.

I'll tell you everything.
...package out of there, pal!

Okay, I'll tell you..

Okay, uh, what do you want me to tell you?

Everything. Everything.
Okay. Everything?

Okay. Uh, wh-where do you want me to start?

Well, the beginning's always a good place. Try that.

Okay. Okay.

I'm.. I'm a businessman.

This is all business, right?
Yeah.

So I own...

some family land out in Ensing County.

It's a couple hundred acres.
We're gonna build a shopping mall there.

I'm donating the land.
My partners are putting up the money.

Pretty sweet deal.

You know, it's perfect.

I could start printing the money now.

I just needed to sell one more piece of land.

One more big chunk of land

that was right where the parking lot needed to be.

But the owner..

he decided he didn't want to sell anymore.

So I offered him double,

triple what it was worth.

He still said no.

He wanted to be a farmer.

You know, cows and chickens and shit.

I mean, who the hell wants to be a farmer anymore?

Anyway,

without that land,

I'm screwed.

The deal stalled,

and I can't tell my partners...

'cause they'll kill me.

These guys are loan sharks.

They're screaming for money.

And when they get sick of screaming for money,

they start asking for fingers and toes.

Look, I'm.. I'm just a businessman.

I made a business choice.
I had to do something fast,

so I called an associate, and he put me in touch with a name.

Mr. Smith.

Smith.

Who is this Smith anyway?

I don't know.
What do you mean you don't know?

I don't know.
I don't even have a number.

He.. He calls me.

What's he look like?
I don't know.

How the fuck should I know?
I talk to him on the phone.

This Smith.. what exactly is he gonna do for you?

He's going to persuade

the farmer

to sell his land.

He's he gonna do that?

I.. I.. I don't know what his operation is.

You don't know?

No.

What did he do to the farmer?

What.. What does it matter anyway?

Nothing to me.
What'd he do to the farmer?

Killed the farmer.

Ohh.

What else?

His wife.

Yeah? Is that it?

His kids.

If there's no heirs,

the land goes to the bank,

and I get a better deal.

That's the way it was, huh?

Yeah.

You're not gonna like what's gonna happen to you next,

but you got it coming.

What?

What are you gonna do?

Hey, what are you gonna do?

No. Oh, God, please.

Please no.
Don't do this.

Let me go.

Let me go.

What?

You got a big quandary here.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about that bag of
money on the counter over there.

So what?

So what?
That belongs to Smith.

What do you mean?

That means one of you is Smith.

One of us?

He got here before I did,

and that means it's one of you.

You goddamn idiot.

Do I look like a professional killer to you?

I don't know.
Maybe you are.

Fucking nut bag.

How about you?
You a killer?

Yeah, if you count the wildlife I run over with my car.

How can you be so sure?
Maybe he never showed up?

Nobody's gonna leave a bag of
money like that behind, okay? Nobody.

How about these two?

How about you, college boy?

I'm no killer.

I'm an artist.

I'm gonna gun you first.

Why don't you decide for me?

I got a couple maybes here.
Maybe.

Maybe.

Which one of them is it?
Who's Smith?

Neither.

How do you know?

Hank's in here a couple of times a month.

It can't be him.

Couple times a month, huh?

And because of that, you think you know him that well?

Not that well, but he's not a killer.

How about him?

He isn't neither.

What if I make you guess?

What if I give you three seconds on the clock?

I can't.

Who is it?

I can't.
Three.

I can't.
Two.

Please.
One.

Oh, my God.

Okay, wait, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I.. I'll talk.

I'll talk to you.

Hell, no. He volunteered.
Take him.

I don't care what he did.
I wanna talk to you first.

Let's go.

I just want to go home.

I know, I know.

Shh, shh, shh.

Be quiet. Be quiet, please.

it's going to be okay, I promise.

Shh. Shh.

I don't want to die.

Shh.
You're not going to die.

Shh.

Look.

What?

He made a mistake.

he didn't handcuff him.

So?

So he's getting sloppy.

I.. I have an idea.

I have to get his gun.

How are you going to do that?

I got to get close to him.

I don't understand.

Look, just.. You see what's going on here, right?

He's gonna kill that hillbilly,

and then he's going to put me in that chair next.

Oh, boy.

So I need you to distract him.

Get him to turn his back just for a second, okay?

How am I going to do that?

When I look at you,

I want you to scream as loud as you can.

Get him to turn his back.

Then I'm going to go for the gun.

Can you do that?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can do that.

Good.

Might as well hold your breath.

I ain't no killer.

Says you.

So how's this going to go?

I'm going to ask you questions,

and then you're going to answer me.

Questions about what?

Questions about you.

There ain't nothing special about me.

Everybody's special.

Each and every one of us

is a beautiful, unique snowflake.

That's the stupidest shit I've ever heard.

You saying I'm stupid?

Are you saying I'm stupid?
Is that it?

No, sir.

You're a soldier, aren't you?

I was.

You see any action?

Gulf war. Desert Shield.

I was in the shit.

What were you?

Gun bunny.

Pretty good view of the action.

The action I saw was a bit different.

What was that, sir?

You could say I was kind of a people person.

What about Iraq?
You make it over there?

I got out before that cluster.

Good for you.
What do you do now?

I drive a truck.

You married?

Yes, sir.

How long?

11 years.

11 years married.

What's your wife's name?

Her name's Mabel.

Mabel. What a sweet name.

She must be a good woman.

The best.

The best?

Do you love her?

What?

I say, do you love her, soldier boy?

Of course I love her.

You wouldn't lie to me, would you?

I told you I did.

You're a liar!
Look, mister,

I don't appreciate you calling me a goddamn liar.

You ain't lying?

What's that?

Hmm? What is that?

It's your wallet, right?

What are you doing with that in there?

You carrying around someone else's condom?

Is that it? That belongs to somebody else?

Is it yours or not?

Yes.

All right.

What do you do with that damn thing?

You having sex with other people besides Mabel?

You got what you want.
Can I go now?

Hell, no, you can't go.

Why? I done told you everything you want.

Because I'm not through with you yet.

I want to know who these people are

that you've been having sex with,

other than your wife of 11 years.

This shit ain't none of your business.

I'm making it my business.

I'm done talking.

Aah!

Oh, God!

All right, who was it, huh?

Who was it?

I don't know. I don't know.

You don't know, or you're not going to say?

Which is it?

I don't know their names.

There's more than one, huh?
Who are they?

Prostitutes?

Some.

Where do you meet them?

Truck stops.

Gas stations.

Bathrooms, mostly.

You having sex with men?

Yeah. Yeah.

Why?

Because I like it! Aah!

Exciting, huh?

Yeah.

Better than with your wife, huh?

Yeah.

Are you Smith?

God damn it.

Uhh.. No.

I'll be anybody you want me to be.

Just don't shoot me again.

Please don't shoot me again.

Are you Smith?

Yeah!

Yes, I'm Smith.

You ain't Smith.

Aah!

You killed an innocent man.

That's the trouble with aggressive interrogation methods.

Sometimes you only end up hearing what you want

instead of the truth.

He didn't deserve to die.

That's debatable.
He did serve a purpose,

as far as I'm concerned.

His purpose?

W-What was that?

Why are you doing this?

Is this some kind of game to you?

Playing with people's lives like this?

You got to separate the wheat

from the chaff.

What the hell does that mean?

I read it in a book somewhere

for people who don't understand

the situation that they're in.

And what is my situation?

You're a good person.

You're, uh...

just at the wrong place in the wrong time, basically.

You can change it.

No, I can't.

You have the power to change it.

No. Can't do it.

You can.

Please do the right thing

and just walk away right now.

I've got a job.

It's a job I'm going to finish,

and that's the way it is.

A job?

A job? You..

You call torturing

and killing people a job?

Why are you doing this?

What difference does it make?

It does. It helps to know.

Listen, if you want to know the truth,

I'm telling you, honey,

I just came in here to get something to eat.

Yeah.

But what happened.. all hell broke loose.

I snapped, and that's the way it is.

And how it turned out I can't turn back.

You, John, get up.

No.

Get up.

It's not him.

Get the fuck out of the booth.

Hey, it's okay.

Stay there.

Get up.

Over there. Sit down.

Come on, get up.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Stop right there.

I ain't taking any chances with you.

Baby.

I'm going to die.

Don't say that.

We're going to fucking die.

We're going to die.

Get up.

Are you Smith?

Look, I am not Smith.

My name is Dixon.

Dixon?

Sure it is.

Listen, I'm in sales.

Really, I'm in sales.

Sales?
Yeah.

I mean really, seriously, come on.

Do I look like a killer to you?

Huh? Do I?

What makes you think I'm a killer? Huh?

You're the only one left.

It ain't her, that's for sure.

Please. Please.
I am not Smith.

If you're not Smith, then you're no good to me.

Please, mister, stop.

Can't you see he doesn't know anything?

Wait.

Sorry.

Are you Smith or not?

You know, I could tell you I'm the Easter Bunny,

but it wouldn't mean shit.

But you're Smith.

Yes. I am Smith.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Yes, we are.

You killed that whole family.

Yes.

You're a professional killer.

Independent contractor.

Who do you work for?

Not your business.

I can male it my business, and I can make you tell me.

I don't think so.

I'm very good at my job.

I'm sure you are.

Doesn't matter.

Can't tell you that.

Certainly by now, you know I'm trained to do this.

Yeah. You've been talking about it all night.

Ex-military, right?
Yeah.

Interrogator, right?
Yeah.

I know your type.

Professional?

Sadistic fuck.

Yeah.
And you, uh,

you worked for the government, right?

Fucking figures.

Human resource exploitation.

Scored real high on that one.

Yeah.
A sick mind for a sick job.

That's what the government said

right before they shit-canned me.

Oh, they dumped you?

Personality disorders.

Said I was mentally unfit for service.

15 years of doing their dirty work,

and that brass just hung me out to twist in the wind.

Too bad.

Got two fucking years in prison.

That's what happened to me.

No gold watches.
No pension plans.

Fuck-all I got.

That's a fucking shame.

I, uh, sorry to disappoint you, you know,

but I'm still not going to tell you

what you want to know.

I can make you tell me anything I want.

I'm very good at what I do.

You know what I think?

I think you'll get tired of trying and just kill me,

so let's just cut the bullshit, all right?

I'll tell you this.

The people I work for.. family.

Very powerful family

with connections everywhere.

Kill me and you open up a whole world of shit, my friend.

You and I, we're very much alike, you know that?

I'm sorry to disappoint you again,

but you and I are nothing alike.

I kill for money.

It's a job.. nothing more, nothing less.

You kill because, you know, you're loony-tunes.

Look, you're going to kill me, right?

Let's just get on with it.

Really, I can't take much more of this talking.

You're not afraid to die?

No. I'm not.

I am afraid you're going to keep talking, though.

What? Is something wrong?

If I take the money..

I'll kill you and keep the money,

then what's going to happen?

Your people will hunt me down and kill me.

If I don't kill you and I take the money,

then you're going to come after me, right?

Yeah.
That sounds about right.

You know what?
You could..

You could just give me the money and go.

And you'd forget all about me?

No. But you'd have a big head start.

It's a big country.

I might never find you.

How about splitting the money?

Why don't we split it?

Honestly?

Yeah.

I'd still hunt you down and kill you.

Why not cut your losses?

Take half the money, then you'll live to spend it.

Because I'd only be half happy.

But you'd have your health.

You know what?

I don't expect you to understand this

because, you know, you're a homicidal lunatic,

but it's the principle of the thing.

I did a job.
I earned my money.

I expect to get paid.
All of it.

It's a tough choice.

Yeah, it's a pickle.

I do not envy you.

What would you do if you were me?

What? If I were in your position?

Yeah, what would you do?

I wouldn't be in your position.

Not that your position is so much better.

I guess it's a matter of opinion.

Is that what you think?

You know what I'm thinking?

I'm going to tell you something.

Here's what I'm thinking.

I'm thinking you're having a very bad day

in what's probably a very bad life.

You walked in here, you get your
ass handed to you by Barney fucking Fife,

and then you, you know, you snapped.

You start killing people.

Why? I don't know.

I'm not a psychiatrist.

But you're in too deep now.

You're in over your head.

You're screwed, and you know it,

so you're thinking, you know, about the money..

"Maybe I can take the money and go to Mexico,

put all this behind me," you know.

Live on the beach, sip tequila shots, and watch the sun set.

But the truth of the matter is

your troubles are just beginning.

You can kill me,

but my people are like a fucking Hydra.

You cut off one head, and two more pop back up.

You will never stop running.

You'll never hide.

They will find you,

and they will slowly but surely kill you.

I mean, that's what I think.

I calls 'em like I sees 'em.

I can't have you talking to the cops

or talking to your friends.

If I kill everybody,

no one's ever even gonna know I was here.

Fuck.

What balls.

I thought you called yourself a professional.

You're nothing but a fucking amateur.

Yaah!

Uhh...

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Thank God.

I killed him.

You didn't have a choice.

Is he really dead?

Yeah.

I can't believe I killed him.

No, it was him or you.

It's okay.

Hey, you know what?
These are starting to hurt.

Could you unlock them?

Keys are over there.

You got the key?

No.

What?

I can't.

You can't what?

I can't let you go.

Noreen.

I know who you are.

I would never hurt you.

I promise.

You're going to kill me first chance you get.

All right. Okay.

Okay. So now what?

Now what? You're going to turn me in?

Make a citizen's arrest?

Yes.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Why not?

You think the cops can protect you? Huh?

You'll never be safe.

Don't move.

I'm not going to jail.

Hold it right there.

What? Are you going to shoot me?

Don't make me.

I don't think you will.

Oh, I will.

I don't believe you.

And how do you know?

Mostly because the way you're holding that gun.

I will. I swear it.

I don't think you have it in you, Noreen,

to intentionally kill another person, a human being.

You're not the kind of person who stands up for herself.

You know.

You don't know me.

You don't anything about me.

Well, I know enough about you.

I know you've been stuck in a dead-end marriage

four or five, ten years,

and you don't have the guts to leave.

Shut up.
Right?

You've been working in this godforsaken place

for I don't know how long,

serving rednecks, making slave wages.

No job satisfaction.

Retirement?

And you still don't have the guts to go, do you?

Shut up!

So no.

I don't think you have the guts to pull the trigger.

Stop.

I will shoot you.

Put the gun down, Noreen.

Don't come any closer!

Put the gun down.

I will shoot.

God damn it, put the gun down, Noreen!

Stop!

Stop.

Stop.

I mean it.
I mean it, really.

Please.
Shut up.

You know what?

I don't actually think you have
any bullets in that thing.

What?

I.. I mean, I think you're holding an empty gun.

No, I'm not.

Okay.

Okay. Let's see. Um, let's think about this, okay?

You and me, we'll just think about it.

How many shots were fired?
Seven?

Eight?

Oh, I don't know.

In all the confusion, I kind of lost count.

And I'm a professional.

You're just a fucking stupid waitress!

You know what?

You know what?

You're right.

I am just a stupid waitress.

I have a crappy, pathetic life.

I am terrified of change.

I stay when I should go.

I'm not very smart.

And I will probably never be truly happy.

But I know one thing that you don't.

Oh, really? What's that?

I can count.

Huh?

One for the tall man,

two for Hank,

three for the kids...

one for the ceiling.

Seven bullets.

That leaves one for you.

♪ Every step I take a breath ♪

♪ And hope that I start running ♪

♪ When my heart can leave the ground ♪

♪ If I could see how things could be ♪

♪ Beyond this life that I'm livin' ♪

♪ I might find what need be found ♪

♪ Stuck in my mad thoughts in my head ♪

♪ Are all the dreams I've borrowed ♪

♪ Faded light of yesterday ♪

♪ If I could crack the glass ♪

♪ And leave this broken life I've borrowed ♪

♪ Maybe I could get away ♪

♪ And find a way to heal this sorrow ♪

♪ And time to let me breathe ♪

♪ I'm waiting for a new tomorrow ♪

♪ When I can finally be ♪

♪ The one I need ♪

♪ Don't know what's inside of me ♪

♪ But I want to find out ♪

♪ The only one I need ♪

♪ I try to fly and not to cry ♪

♪ And crawl and fall down through it ♪

♪ Seems to be there all the time ♪

♪ And there's some things I'm won't say ♪

♪ And I won't do and I won't follow ♪

♪ But it's time to cross that line ♪

♪ And find a way to heal this sorrow ♪

♪ And time to let me breathe ♪

♪ I'm waiting for a new tomorrow ♪

♪ When I can finally be ♪

♪ The one I need ♪

♪ The only one I need ♪

♪ Got to find a way ♪

♪ To change my luck, change my fate ♪

♪ You know, it's not too late ♪

♪ Not to run and not to hide ♪

♪ To find the truth inside of me ♪

♪ Find a way to heal this sorrow ♪

♪ And get me time to breathe ♪

♪ I'm betting on my own tomorrow ♪

♪ When I'm the only one ♪

♪ The one I need ♪