Tito (2019) - full transcript

(loud score chord)

(strange breathing)

(drumming score)

(strange mouth sounds)

(predator growling)

(predator growling)

(birds chirping)

(growling)
(shower running)

(gentle score)

(stomach gurgles)

(stomach gurgles)



(drawers sliding open
and closed)

(predator growling)

(stomach gurgles)

(groaning)

(silence)

(quiet stomach gurgles)

(gentle score)

(Muzak plays)

(predator growling)

(score ends)

(quiet stomach gurgles)

(loud slurping and crunching)

(gentle piano score)

(strange growling)



(growling and whistling)

(growling and whistling)

(stomach gurgles)

(heavy breathing)

(gags)

(panting)

(light whistling)

(stomach gurgling)

(light whistling)

(strange breathing)

(rhythmic score)

(score fades out)

(birds chirping)

(music playing in house)

(score begins)

Oh, good morning, brother.

How ya doing?

Good to meet ya, brother.

Whoa, whoa, no,
it's all good, brother,

it's all good, brother,
it's all... Brother!

(whistling)

Stop, brother.

(whistling)

Hey!

(dark score)

I'm sorry, man.

I wasn't trying
to spook ya.

I'm just your
neighbour, brother.

I'm your neighbour. Yeah.

I've been seeing ya comin'
in and out of your apartment

lookin' a little bit...

panicked

and I thought that
I would come by,

to see if maybe you wanted a
little bit of company,

a little
bit of grub.

That's it.

Wha... Buddy.

This is what
I'm here for man.

Yeah. Yeah.

That's it.

Ya know.

I got a key to this place 'cuz
the guys that used to live here,

gave me a key, man.

So I thought...
I mean, I rang the bell.

I thought
you were snoozing.

I'm sorry, man.

Look, it's gonna be
a pretty good meal, brother.

I got all kinds
of stuff, yeah.

Look at that.

(intense music
and stomach gurgles)

I kinda got it all, man.

It's fantastic.
It's gonna be a feast.

I don't want to push it
on you, though, man.

You want me to get outta here,
no skin off my back.

Say the word,
I'm out of here.

Your call.

Got tupperware?
Your call.

(stomach gurgles)

It's kinda funny

'cuz I've been seeing you
around the neighbourhood, right.

Like not, ya know,
not watching ya,

but I've been seeing ya around.

And just kinda thinkin', man,
I don't know what it is,

but somethin' about you, man.

I just thought...

that guy right there
would love a good meal.

Have a feelin'
I'm right about that

and yeah,
so don't be shy, brother.

All, all I can
really ask is that ya,

dig the fuck in and enjoy.

Ya know.

(smacks his lips and exhales)

This is gonna be good.

Mm.

Mm.

(stomach gurgles)

It's good.

Mm.

(sparse score begins)

(loud chewing)

(breath out nose)

(clears throat)

Hey, ah...

Hey, man.

You want some of this?

Should have offered, man.

Yeah, it's all yours, man.
Help yourself.

There ya go, brother.

(score begins)

(psychedelic score)

Oh, yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah, it's good.

So let me tell ya
a little bit about myself, man.

Basically, um,
my situation is pretty funny.

Um, so I got this,
ah, great uncle...

(score only)

Dude.

Oh, my God, dude,
you're so fucking high, dude.

Yup, man. Yeah.

Yeah, brother!

Yeah, that's the good
stuff, brother.

Oh, my God.

Dude, dude, dude,
you gotta try the food.

You gotta try
the food, man.

Dude, the food, man,
you gotta try the food.

Dude, you gotta
try the food.

It's gonna blow your
fucking brains out.

(drumming score)

Seriously, man, eat, eat.

(stomach gurgles)

Mm.

Yeah.

(laughing)

Yeah, it's so good.

(laughing)

Yeah, man.
Go, go, go.

Holy shit, man.

(laughing)

What's your name man?

- Tito.
- Tito?

(laughing)

Dude, Tito?

That's the most beautiful name
I've heard in a long time, man.

Seriously,
that's so sick.

Tito.

(exhale)

Shit.

You got a roommate
kicking around here?

What's the deal there? Dope.

Girl kickin' around?
What's the situation there?

No? Nice, that's great.

Bachelor living
is good, man.

It's good, just chillin'
with the wolf pack

kind of situation.

Late nights, ya know, feelin',
feelin' life as it is.

Okay? No?

Fair enough, man.

Yeah, it's good
staying in sometimes.

(clears throat)
(sniffles)

You got any friends, man?

(distant growling)

Oh, brother, brother. Hey, hey.

(melancholy score)

Brother, hey.

Man.

It's the summer, brother.

You gotta be hanging
out with people

if you wanna be hangin'
out with people.

Seriously,
I'll hang out, man.

I'll be your friend.

Dude, you got me gigglin'.
I'll be your friend, man.

Yeah, man.

You want to
hang out today?

(gentle score begins)

I'm serious. Yeah.

You wanna go to the park?

Lay in the grass,
just give it a try?

Dude, I'm so serious.
I would love that, man.

You want to?

Yeah?

Yeah?

Hallelujah, man.

(gentle score)

(surfer score)

(gentle score begins)

(birds chirping)

It's my favourite
place ever, man.

I've brought one or two
girls in here before,

I've never brought a friend.

I thought you
would like this.

Seeing the way you loved
just eating that food,

I thought like, okay,
this is kind of a guy who likes,

I don't know, just salt of
the earth kind of thing.

Yeah.

Special place, man.

You can eat a lot of
this stuff too, eh?

Some of it's poison but

wouldn't kill ya.

And a lot of
it's just yummy.

Some raspberries
kicking around somewhere.

These, man, you can't
eat 'em, but

I could smell
these things for, like,

heh,

20 hours at a time, man.

I tried to smoke one of
these fuckin' things once.

(laughs)
Give it a whiff dude.

Yeah, come on.

(bee buzzing)

Yeah.

Kinda jumpy, eh?

A few of those
kicking around.

Get a little freaked?

It's all good, man.

You always been kind of a
jumpy dude, or...

Um...

I used to be
kinda jumpy, man.

Yeah.

You ever learn any self
defence or anything like that?

No man, no.

You should, man.

Really.
Feel a lot safer.

I used to be jumpy, walk around.

Some freaks out there.

Gotta know how to
protect yourself.

Makes you feel way better.

It's like anybody tries
to come after you, man,

just give 'em the ol'...

(yells)

I can teach you.

(drumming score)

(talking from TV)

(laughing)

(TV voice) ...by making
the saucer invisible.

(laughing)

And though the lady shows
great interest in me,

I decided to make
myself invisible, too.

(second TV voice)
Space explorer!

(indecipherable from TV)

I can't tell you
how happy I am...

(chuckling)

Feel free to go to bed, man.

You're gonna
sleep like a baby.

(grunting)

It's been a good day.

Do you mind if I just stay
and finish the movie?

Oh...

Yeah, man, no problemo.

Thanks, dude.
I'll lock up when I'm done.

(TV voice)
He has, of course,

developed the
high explosive charge

Mm, thanks for the...

Thanks for the day.

My pleasure, man.

(TV voice) ...and, of course,
there was always the problem

of friction.

I got your back.

(Tito chuckles)

- 'Night.
- 'Night.

(TV voice) And causing
all sorts of trouble.

(gentle score)

(birds chirping)

(score fades out)

(groovy score begins)

(door slams)
(score ends)

(yawns)

Ahh!

(birds chirping)

Ah, yeah.

(sighs)

Must have fallen alseep
on the couch, man.

Didn't mean to freak
you out in the morning.

Aw...

No problem, man.

Thanks.

Appreciate it.

Hm.

Want some cereal?

So kind of you, dude.

Thanks a lot, man.

(groovy score returns)

Mm.

Oh, yeah.

Fuck! There's an ant.
Fuckin' shit.

(high-pitched feedback)

Ant.

Fuckin' ant.

Fucking shit!

That thing was huge, dude.

You got fucking steroids
growing back here, man?

Holy fuck, dude.

Here you want
some of that, man.

Here, take it, take it.
It's good.

I'm sorry, dude.

That shit brings out
the worst in me, man.

I threw a fucking fit.
I was like...

waa, waa!

You know what I mean?

Like, those things are
fucking freaky as shit.

Like, who is upstairs cooking up
those little fuckers,

ya know what I mean, man.

Yeah, yeah, brother.
Holy fuck.

Oh, my God.

Can I have a little more
of that, brother? Huh...

Oh, my...
Good mornin', man.

Yeah.

Here.

What's going on today,
young man?

Whadda ya got cooking?

(puffing on joint)

(strange breathing)

But I just don't have a type,
I think is what it is.

Like, guys talk about
having a type like,

it's a, it's a kind of car
they like, right?

And I just don't, I don't
like a kind of car man,

like, I just like to drive,
you know what I mean?

It's like my type is
just girls, right?

It's like clear
as day to me, man.

Like, why limit yourself.

(70's style score)

That's not to say that
I don't have a preference,

like, everybody has a
preference, right?

Just, I kind of like girls
that have kinda nice eyes.

Yeah, but that's a
preference, not a type,

like, that's not to say
that I can't bend my kind of,

my kind of interest
at one point or another.

And people with a type,
that's just a,

that's such a hard rule.

But it's too firm
a boundary for me, man.

But that's one thing that
I think you really have

going for youself, man, is
that you're the kind of guy,

I think, that's just kind of
down for any kind of person.

You know?

I met you like a day or two ago,
man, and we're already...

you just let me in,
like, 'cuz you saw,

like, okay, this is a kind of
guy I'm down to hang out with,

so let's give it a try
and I love that about you, man.

Like, you just seen like
a kinda cool, open guy, right?

When I say love, Tito,
I gotta say I really mean

love man, like, if anything...

(bang!)

(all screaming)

...come down to you, brother.

Heh, I got some serious

fucking power for you, bro.

Like I got your back,
I mean it when I say it, man.

You know.

I hope, I hope it never
happens, man,

'cuz something's gonna kick in
in me and I'm not going to be

responsible for it, like.

I'd be standing in front
of the judge sayin'...

Wasn't me, man.
Came over me, like...

It's just the way I am,
and you... (fades out)

(blowing bubbles)

(gentle score)

Yo, Tito, man.

Easy on the fuckin' weed,
dude. You're like,

can you pass the J, man?

You're food's in front of
your face, getting cold, man.

Kinda some weird vibes
coming from that corner, dude.

Enjoy your food, man.

It's good.

Yeah.

Can you pass me
the syrup, buddy?

Buddy?
Could you pass me the syrup?

Can you pass me
the syrup, man?

Dude, just pass me
the syrup, man.

Thanks.

(bang on table)

(tense score begins)

Mm.

(loud, slow, percussive
piano score)

(slow intense hip-hop)

SINGER: Angel-glittered
slut-slut-slut-slut.

Uh. Let me be
your bitch,

I want to be your bitch
right now

Uh, uh, uh...

Let me be your bitch.

I want to be your bitch
right now

Uh, uh, uh...

Tell me what you
want to do to me

And I will do it for you

Why don't you go
to bed, man?

Ooh.

You can
have this body

You can have this body

Dude?

You can have this body;

You can have my...

(intense score)

(intense score cross-fades
to hip-hop from TV)

(strange percussive sounds)

(cicadas chirping)

(strange predator
breathing sounds)

(percussive score)

(percussive score ends)

(groans)

Good morning, man.

Here.

Hey.

Thanks.

Ooh.

(grunts)

Fucked up dream, dude.

So, uh,

I gotta work today, man, so

you better take off.

I gotta work today, so...

Work?

Yeah, so you, you...

You gotta go, man.

Where do you work, man?

Uh, I work,

I work, um,

I like, I, I kinda
work from home.

What are you talking
about, dude?

Um...

Uh...

You gotta go man.

You serious, dude?

(sighs)

Are you serious?

You're kicking me
out right now, man.

Dude.

It's fucking 6 o'clock
in the morning, man.

You're kicking
me out right now?

I gotta work.

It's the middle
of the summer, dude.

You're fucking kicking
me out right now?

(drum score)

What the fuck is the
matter with you, dude.

No fucking way, man.

You gotta chill
the fuck out, man.

Tito, you have to
chill the fuck out.

You have to work?

Do you see how
uptight you have to be,

to be waking me up at fucking
6 o'clock in the morning?

Get up, man.

You gotta go,
I gotta go to work, dude.

What the fuck?

Check in with
yourself right now.

You're so wound up.

Before we can have
this conversation,

take a deep breath, Tito,

are you fucking kidding me,
brother, chill out.

Take a deep breath.

Tito, slow your
breathing, brother.

(breath in)

(breath out)

Tito.

Tito. Brother.

Come on.

Tito, man.

(breath out)

Tito, Tito, Tito.

Deep breath.

Ahhhh. Dude.

Dude, deep breath in.

Good, good, good,
good, good, good,

deep breath.

(breath out)

One more, man.

Here you go, here you go,
here you go, here you go.

Dude. Dude.

You gotta make me

some fucking breakfast
or something, dude.

He was vegetarian because
he was being pressured

by, like, these fuckers
on the street.

They were just screaming...
(cartoon voice) bad, it's so bad

it's so bad, it's so bad,
da, da, da, da.

(normal voice) How the fuck are
we ever gonna survive...

...it's so dumb

that we end up getting

all distracted
by this bullshit.

(music drowns out voice)

Tube, like you gotta look
at the big fucking tube

that's at the very start
of all that shit,

you know, like get down
to the fucking raw source

tube of it.

Which is like,
fuck, I mean,

I am no fucking export but
I think it's obvious,

like it's the fucking
schools is the problem.

Fucking elementary school.

It's like why the fuck
would we learn that stuff?

I didn't...
I've never fucking used

any of that bullshit.

Such a waste of time.

Like, they actually take
a-a kid's fucking time

and they just waste it.

Like, now what do
you end up with?

Just a fucking civilization
of fucking morons.

It's like...

heads bumping
into each other,

like nobody knows what
the fuck is going on.

Winter's coming dude,
like, I really believe that.

Like the fucking winter,
is fucking coming.

And that's just like oh,
fucking great.

Good for you guys then,
for doing this shit.

Yeah. It's fucking sticky, dude.

Sticky as shit, man.

Dude.

(woman moaning in distance)

(quiet, pulsing score)

You got a computer, right?

Get that shit.

(rock score)

(woman moaning)

(Woman) It feels so good.

It's going to make me...

You're going to make me...

Oh, no.

Oh, God, oh, oh...

(Song cross-fades to
high-pitched drone)

(loud banging)

Tito, I'm in the kitchen, man.

Come here.

(loud banging)

Tito!

Tito. Come on, buddy.

Come on, buddy. Come on,
come on, come on, come on.

Tito, man.

We gotta go out.

- Out?
- Yeah, man.

We're gonna go and get
some fuckin' pussy, dude.

- Pussy?
- Yeah, man.

We're gonna go out and get some
fuckin' pussy, dude.

We're gonna stand here
like fuckin' idiots, man.

We gotta go out
and get some fuckin' pussy.

We got to go to a club
or something, dude.

Bitches are crawling
all over those places.

Tito,

you and me, brother.

We're going to go out tonight
and get so much fuckin' pussy,

your head's gonna blow off.

Pussy?

Yeah, man, some
fuckin' pussy!

Pussy?

Dude, whoa, dude.

Have you ever
had pussy, dude?

Tito, you never
had fucking pussy?

That's fucking
inhumane, man.

We're gonna go out tonight

and get you some
fuckin' wild, wet,

young,

tight fuckin' pussy, man.

You know where
we're gonna get it?

I've been carrying this shit
around for a fuckin' week.

Check it out.

Girls drink for free.

(lauging) Isn't that
fuckin' awesome?

Let's fuckin' go.

No. No.

Tito, what?

What are you fuckin'
talking about, dude?

I can't go alone, man.

I'll look like
a fucking idiot.

Tito this is what friendship
is all about, man.

I want to get some fuckin'
pussy tonight, dude.

So you're gonna
come with me, man.

Dude.

I can fuckin' smell it
from here, brother.

Use your fuckin'
nose, man.

Fuckin' smell that shit.

It's a fuckin' pussy
hunt tonight, dude.

Seriously,
pussy hunt, man.

(breathes out)

Fuckin' pussy hunt,
brother.

The fuckin'
pussy hunt, man.

Pussy hunt, dude.

Pussy huntin', brother.

Pussy hunt, yeah.

Pussy huntin'-huntin'.
Pussy huntin'. Pussy huntin'.

Pussy huntin'.
Pussy huntin'. Pussy huntin'.

No.

(score cuts off)

Tito.

Dude, what the...?

(score quietly returns)

Tito.

I'm going out tonight

to get some fuckin' pussy

and you're

coming

with me,

dude.

Because that's
what friends are for.

All right?

Dude. Dude.

Do you have anything
I can wear?

No, dude.

Black dude.

Emotional, man.

Oh, shit, what is this?

Oh, man. Holy shit.

Dude. Fit!

These are perfect, dude.

Bitches will think
we're in a band

and we're rich fucks
or something.

This one's yours
and this one's mine.

Shit, no.

This one's yours
and this one's mine, okay?

Put that on and we leave
in 10 minutes, all right?

(droning score)

(loud knocking)
Tito, man. Tito.

(loud knocking)
Tito, man, let me in, bro.

(Loud knocking)
Tito.

Put this on, man,
this is the shit.

Put that on, put that on. Tito.

(loud droning score)

(drumming score)

(score cross-fades
to loud dance club music)

Ready to hunt?

Hey, hey! Sour pussy
for me and my buddy.

Pussy!
(laughing)

Hey, yo, yo.

Me and my buddy
want the bottle.

We want the bottle.

Keep the change, man.

(indecipherable)

(predator growling)

Keep the change, brother.

Shots!

Free shots, dude.

We got sour pussy
in the house.

Sour pussy.

We're gonna get
fuckin' blitzed tonight.

Got three star
pussy tonight.

Me and my buddy we're
going all night long.

We're going all
out tonight.

You guys want some of this?
Sour pussy man, free shots.

You want some of that?

Yow!

We're, ah,
in a band with my buddy

so we're just like,
kind of, um,

Yeah, it's kind of good just to
come in and see the city,

you know.

Just like, just like, ya wanna
get the audience to party,

you know what I mean?

'Cuz everybody parties
differently, like in every city.

That's something that
a lot of people don't know.

This is my buddy,
he's the bassist in a...

he's kind of a...

he's like a kind of
a weird guy socially, right,

but when he's on stage,
then he can kind of like that,

rip, right, kinda go
a little hard

when we're on tour,
type of thing.

Yeah, so I got a bottle, right,

and I'm not gonna let him have
any more

'cuz he obviously
does not need any.

You wanna do some?

I'm gonna have a shot,
you can have a shot.

I'm just kinda down to kinda
splurge tonight, like, kinda...

(dance club music cuts off)

What the fuck is
the matter with... Dude.

Fuckin' had that girl.
What's up, man?

Tito, dude.
What the...?

(whimpering)

I'm gonna go to
the bathroom, buddy.

Back in a minute, all right?

Dude, dude.
It's all good.

You all right, dude?

Back in a minute, all right.
Just fuckin' chill.

Talk to the girl, man.

(whimpering)

Tito. Don't do it, brother.

Talk to a girl, man.

It's what you do in a bar.

Chill, okay?

Sit down if you need to.

Tito.

(whimpering)

Fuckin' done
with you, bro.

(tense score)

(roaring)

(loud indistinct conversations)

Can I have
a drink, please.

(loud score chord)

(loud dischordant score)

(gentle piano score)

(gentle piano score continues)

(loud breathing)

(loud roaring overwhelms score)

(loud dance club music
joins roaring)

(dance club music off)

(exhale)

(shower running)

(gentle tail credit score)

(tail credit score
fades out)