Zoey (2020) - full transcript

After losing his job, Tommy heads back to his home town of New York City. With zero job prospects, Tommy starts selling cocaine with Donnie, his brother, a veteran drug dealer. Tommy keeps ...

Fucking what
are you thinking huh?

- Donnie be careful.

Pour me some.

Relax, all right.

I got you something.

- Oh did you?
- Check the top drawer.

Open the drawer.

- Where?
- In the top drawer.

- Okay.

- No, not that
top drawer Shauna.

Sorry.



- This one okay.

- Donnie what is that?

Oh my god it's so beautiful.

I love it

- Well turn around
let me put it one you.

- Hurry, come on.

- Hold your hair up.
- Okay.

I love it.

It's so good.

- Two years is a
long time Tommy boy.

- Good to be back.

Where's Gabby?

- She went to her
mom's for the weekend.

So this is what those
union dues will pay for huh?



- Yeah not bad huh.

Come on in, let's get drinking.

It works a hundred
percent of the time.

- No way.

- Look, anybody who's ever
talked shit about just

the tip clearly has never
even fucking tried it.

Cousin Pat used to
do it all the time.

It was like his signature play.

Look, take notes Tommy.

So you're sitting
there with a girl.

You're hooking up.

You're in your
underwear whatever.

But, she's into it.

But there's a little hesitation.

So she says something like,
"I don't know if we should."

So then you hit her with,
"Let me just put the tip in.

"Just to see how it feels."

And of course her
silence means yes.

So you wait a few moments,
give it a little nudge.

All of a sudden she's
begging you to keep going.

- I don't know, seems
a little fucked up.

- The world ain't so
black and white Tommy.

Look, just the tip is a perfect

life lesson for all
aspects of life.

If somebody doesn't like you.

They don't like what
you're putting down.

You just give them
a little bit of you

and all of a sudden they're
begging you for more.

Oh, the asshole mobile
really arrives in style.

Ladies and gentlemen, the
biggest douche bag in Queens.

I was beginning to think
you weren't going to show.

Oh I'm
just here to drink

some brew-chachos
with my bro-chachos.

- Oy oy oy what's this?

I tell you to bring
beers and you bring six.

What are you and
Tommy gonna drink?

- Ha ha ha, go fuck
yourself Gene all right.

Come on you know me
better than that.

Got a cooler in the trunk.

- Yeah good to see
you too, fuckhead.

- How you doing Donnie?

- I'm good.

I'm real good.

Look at this.

The Olson boys we're
all back together.

I love it.

Hey Tommy grab that cooler

out of the trunk
for me all right.

You're telling me
you got fired from

the satellite job for
fighting the boss' son.

- I didn't really fight him.

I just kicked his ass.

You know, boss saw the
whole thing and that was it.

Got in my van and
came back here.

What do you mean?

Where you staying now?

- My van.

- I was afraid you
were gonna say that.

- I don't mind it.

I mean I stayed
in it all the time

when I was traveling for work.

I shower at the gym.

- Are you serious?

Why do you love
that thing so much?

- It's a beautiful
piece of machinery.

It's practical.

Gets good gas mileage.

You know it was the last thing
Dad gave me before he died.

I could realistically
stay in it til January.

- Wow.

I got one brother who thinks
he's fucking Tony Montana

and another one who wants
to live in a fucking van.

Dad would be real proud.

What are you gonna do for work?

- I don't know.

I kinda want to
go back to school.

- Oh look at that.

College boy's gonna
make a comeback huh?

- I don't know.

- All right.

All right.

- For now I guess I'll
just try to find a job.

- Maybe I could talk
to somebody at the DOT.

They might have an opening.

- The road crew.

Real glamorous all right.

Don't you need a masters degree
or something for that Gene?

It's an
honest job, Donnie,

puts a roof over my head.

- Yeah.

- Maybe you should
try it sometime.

They got medical,
they got dental.

Retirement plan.

- Retirement plan look at that.

You get to look forward
to a fixed income

and I don't know
death 10 years away.

God, Gene you know you're
really selling this one.

- They'll start you
off holding a flag.

Maybe digging ditches.

You work hard, show them
that you're the best

ditch digger on the crew,
you'll work your way up quick.

- You'll be the best
ditch digger on the crew.

God, that's like being the
hottest plus size model.

- What?

- You know like like
the prettiest fat chick.

Like that famous girl.

You know?

She's the hottest fat
girl in the whole world

but if she wasn't fat nobody'd
even know who she was.

- What the hell does that have
to do with digging ditches?

- Look it sounded better
in my head all right.

Follow me here.

She's famous because she's fat.

And yeah she's a gorgeous
girl and all that

but if she wasn't
fat she wouldn't even

be pretty enough to model
snow pants at Sears you know.

- The hottest plus
size super model.

That's like the smartest
retard in special ed.

- Come on.

- Oh okay PC police,

how bout the fastest
white kid in gym.

- Wow.

Oh that reminds me.

Last night, when I got off the

train this guy followed
me and he chased me.

You know I got rid of him

but thought I might
have recognized him.

Didn't think I had
any enemies when

I left here but apparently I do.

This is funny huh?

- I may know a little
something about that.

- What did you do?

- Might have paid my buddy
to give you a little scare

to welcome you back
to the neighborhood.

- Why would you do that?

- Thought it'd be a good test.

- You're a maniac.

You're a sick maniac.

- Tommy, I'm sorry all
right about last night.

- It's whatever.

- No really I am.

I was just trying
to test you okay.

- Test me for what?

- I want you to come
and work for me.

- Selling coke?
- Yeah.

- I'm good.

Thanks.

- Tommy come on.

Look it's good.

You know I make a
lot of money now.

I just moved into a new place.

- No thanks.

- Just think about it all right.

Come on you're gonna
go back to school.

School costs money don't it?

- I don't know.

- What are you gonna do,
keep sleeping in your van?

- I mean, maybe.

- You want a ride
over there at least?

- Na, I'm good.

- Look just think
about it all right.

- All right.

- Tommy.
- All right.

- Think about it.

- I'll see you later.

* If you take one step

* Then you will be
a little closer *

* To your dream than if you
stay just where you are *

* Keep that chin held up and

* Fight your battles with your

* Feet and heart both babe

* You'll find a path
that has your name *

* Here I am

* I'm ready to go again

* Ready to say goodbye
when the sky is high *

* No reason to stay on ground

* Lift your hands and
you can touch it *

* Fly the minute you've
failed you've found *

* Understand that
you can have it all *

* The wings are in your soul

- My offer's simple Tommy.

Look, we're in a
position to offer

a superior product at
a competitive price.

See I was fortunate enough
to come upon this package

at a whole sale price
if you know what I mean.

- You stole it?

- Eh, acquired it.

- How'd you get it?
- Information.

Look, people needed
information that I had

and my price was this package.

- Why not cash?

- Because I saw the
bigger picture here Tommy.

Look this stuff
is how we're gonna

make money okay it's the future.

Got a bunch of old clients
all right from my old outfit.

Rich ones you know.

They're all lawyers,
stockbrokers

and desperate housewives
on Park Avenue okay.

They're gonna be our first stop.

- Aren't they buying
it from somebody else?

Of course,
that's why they're hooked.

- How're you gonna
get them back?

- Customer service.

See let me explain the
average experience with you.

Thursday night you think oh
I think I want some blow.

So you know you get
ready for the next day

and around the fifth or
sixth cocktail that night you

remember you gotta
call the blow guy.

So they give him a call
and if this guy even shows

up at all he's either
30 minutes late

or he brings you a
mediocre product.

And it's cut with anything from

baking soda to toilet cleaner.

You understand why?

- He's busy?

- No cause it's a
sellers market okay.

The dealers have all the
control here and they know it.

They're at the mercy
of the dealers.

But we're gonna be
the ones to show

them people really
care about them too.

All right, so that's
the casual weekend coke head

but what about the gotta have
it every day kind of people.

- They're all the same.

- Won't these other
dealers like get mad

at like start a turf battle?

This isn't a
music video, Tommy okay.

You don't start turf wars.

That's not how it's done.

Are you in or out?

- I want 60-40.
- Now you're thinking.

I knew you'd come around.

Plus if you would have
settled for anything less

I would have thrown you off
the roof for being a pussy.

Now come on, let's
go make some money.

* The money on my mind

* A great deal of it

* Will fix me all
I've ever desired *

* The money on my mind

* I count it every time.

* One two three four
five six seven *

* And I count it

* Woo

* One two three four

* 24/7 and I stack it

* Driving in my car

* Think hell and I inhale it

* Our parties going down

* And everybody's counting

* One two three four

* Jumping on the floor

* Five six seven eight

* One two three four

* Running around or so

* In paper we try to
give us all we need *

* We're falling down

* Giving up indecency

* Filling our pockets
with empty dreams *

* Filling our pockets
with empty dreams *

- Hey, what do you think?

Tie?

No Tie?

Eh.

No tie.

15Gs in one week
huh not bad kid.

- Yeah.

- Better than
sweating your ass off

over there with
Genie there right?

- Yep.

- You know I'm
proud of you Tommy.

Got big plans for the two of us.

- What are you doing?

- You gotta use a hundred.

It's cleaner.

- You do cocaine now?

- So what?

I'm celebrating.

What you never tried it before?

- No.

I never did coke before.

Is that crazy?

- Well here, try some.

- I'm not doing it.

And just know I'll think
less of you if you do?

- Ooh the virgin's
gonna think less of me.

What am I ever gonna do?

- I'm not a fucking virgin.

- Yeah bud, you are.

Look Tom you got nothing
to worry about all right

I got us a table over
at Sparks tonight.

I used to promote
over there you know

so they always hook me up.

You can't get laid
in that joint,

I don't know baby,
maybe you just can't.

- Thought we're
going out for dinner.

- We'll get you a burger
or something on the road.

What are you worried about?

Woo!

Okay, come on let's blow doors.

- Come on Donnie you
gotta drink this.

- Ugh.

I ordered a 7 and 7.

It's water.

Drink it.

- Get that shit away from me.

Bring me a 7 and 7.

Tommy.

Why didn't you go
home with that girl?

She liked you.

- That girl was a hooker.

- So?

I had fun tonight.

Did you?

- Sure.

- We got a big day tomorrow.

- What happened to you?

Fuck.

Yo.

Where
the hell are you?

I just got a call
from Mr. Woodward.

You were supposed to meet him at

the sailboat pond
and you're not there.

When I told you today was
important I meant it, Tommy.

Mr. Woodward is picking
up a large order.

He's leaving for the
Hamptons in 20 minutes

and this guy could be
huge for us all right.

He's gonna go to the Hamptons
and get real fucked up

and share his goodies
with all of his friends

and those friends are gonna say

hey this is some good shit I'm
gonna give your guy a call.

Only you're not fucking there!

- All right, I'm on it.

I'll be right there.

Yeah I just delivered
it to Dr. Krause.

I'm on my way to
67th now then 62nd.

Good.

I just got a call for
right in that area.

Guy just got into town.

Only wants two grams.

You got that on you?

- Yep.

It's
the Empire Hotel.

Room 622.

You got that?

- 622, 622.

I got it.

This is it.

Don't pussy out.

Here.

Take my wallet.

Take my phone.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll get that when I'm done.

Oh, you're sexy.

What you got there?

- Give me your phone.

Your phone.

I'm reporting an
attack on a woman.

Guy ran west on 73rd
toward Columbus.

No I don't think so.

Look she's on 73rd Street.

53 West 73rd.

Hurry.

Are you okay?

Come on.

Come over here and sit down.

Come on, it's okay.

I can't believe
that just happened.

I knew there was something
wrong with that guy.

Fuck.

- Thank you.

For what?

Oh, it's okay.

But that fucker got away and
you're over here shivering.

I'm okay.

- Police should be here soon.

They'll probably make
you go to the hospital

give a statement
and tell them what

the guy looked like
and everything.

- All I can remember
he had red shoes.

- Hey, I'm real
sorry I gotta go.

- Wait what?

- I don't like cops I'm sorry.

At least
tell me your name.

- It's Thomas.

But everybody pretty
much calls me Tommy.

- I'm Zoey.

- Zoey.

That's a perfect name.

Zoey, it was a
pleasure meeting you.

It wasn't a pleasure.

Look I'm sorry about everything.

Who are you?

- Who the fuck are you?

- I'm Tommy.

I live here.

- Who's making all that
noise out there huh?

Who you talking to?

Oh you met my little brother?

- Oh he's cute.

- Hey don't get any
ideas all right.

You too.

This one's mine.

- It's you.

- Yeah, guess it is.

How you feeling?

- Kind of numb.

The doctors loaded me all
full of depression pills.

- You're back to work already?

- I took one day off.

That's gotta be tough.

- Well, I figured I laid around
my apartment crying enough.

It was time to bring
my sadness to work.

- It's only been
a couple of days.

You'll be fine soon.

- You promise?

Will you do me a favor?

- Yeah.

Anything.

- Walk me home.

You want
me to walk you home?

- I'm sorry.

That must have
sounded ridiculous.

I didn't even ask
you if you were busy

or maybe you're here waiting

for your girlfriend
or something.

It's okay.

I'll just be extra careful.

- I'd love to walk you home.

I mean, if you want me to.

- Yeah.

Remind me of your name.

- It's Tommy.

- Do you remember mine?

- Zoey.

- I bet you're
wondering why on Earth

I'd ever walk home again.

- A little bit, yeah.

- I guess I needed to
prove to myself that

I wouldn't let this
to take over my life.

You know, face my fears.

And here I am, a
man walking me home.

It's not going too well.

- No need to rush it.

If I was a girl, I probably
wouldn't walk anywhere, ever.

- Where do you work?
- What do you do?

- Oh me?

- Go ahead.

- Sales marketing.

- Okay, where's your office at?

- My office?

Downtown.

But I'm always running all
over the city meeting clients.

- Sounds exciting.

I design shoes.

And by that I mean the person

I get coffee for designs shoes.

- Working your way up.

- Something like that.

- What kind of shoes?

- Women's shoes.

- Like the ones with those
giant high heels you always

see girls wobbling around
in after a couple drinks?

So how do you like
living on the west side?

- Well I did until.

- Oh right.

I'm sorry.

- I still have another six
months left on my lease

so I'll probably stay
but I don't know.

- What?

What is it?

- He's still out there.

That fucking guyès
still out there.

And I know it sounds crazy

but everywhere I go I
feel like he's behind me.

Watching me.

Waiting to finish
what he started.

- All clear.

- What if he's been
following me for a while

and knows where I live?

- A guy like that.

I have no idea.

- Ugh, thanks.

That really makes me feel safe.

- I'm sorry.

You want me to lie to you?

This is not good.

This is a really
fucked up situation.

That guy was sick.

And people like that
are unpredictable.

What did the cops say?

- Just don't walk
around there at night.

And that they'd
send a patrol car

to the area more frequently.

- Well that's good.

That's a start.

- I guess.

Tell me more.

- Not much to tell.

I went to college
for a semester.

And then I got a job working
at a satellite company.

Not like the little
ones on houses like

the big 150 foot high ones.

That was fucking brutal.

But I got to see the world
I guess so that was good.

- And now you sell and market.

- Yeah I actually
work for my brother.

- Huh, that must be fun.

- No.

He's actually a huge asshole.

- What do you guys sell?

- What do we sell?

Computer stuff.

Hardware, software
that type of stuff.

- Very impressive.

- So what does a gorgeous
girl like you do for

fun when she's not climbing
the shoe empire ladder?

- A gorgeous girl like me?

Let's see.

I hang out with my friends.

I watch movies, read.

But not that often.

- So you wouldn't consider
yourself an avid reader?

- God no.

- I feel like when people
say they're avid readers

that's like the best
part of their life.

Reading books.

They're bragging about
reading all the time.

It's actually a little sad.

- Exactly.

I mean there's a
difference between

being well read
and an avid reader.

An avid reader has no
friends only books and cats.

You don't like cats?

- Hate them.

Filthy animals.

- I think I love you.

- You love me?

Girl who hates cats.

That's the dream.

- Okay, I think you
need to dream bigger.

- That's only one
bullet from the list.

- Ah well thank you
for walking me home.

- It's my pleasure.

Okay I guess
I'll see you around.

- Hey.

Do you wanna have dinner
tomorrow night with me?

- Sure.

Yes I would.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Why not?

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

- That wasn't his daughter.

- Yes oh my god like when
they first sat down I was like

oh how nice a father and
daughter dinner and then.

- She made the first
move though not him.

- Yes.

What was that?

Like she looked like 16.

- Good for him.

- True love.

- If you look up true
love in the dictionary

you'll find a
picture of those two.

Or maybe just like a like
a drawing of a teenage girl

rubbing a 50 year old
man's inner thigh.

- Great dinner otherwise.

- I thought that
kind of enhanced it.

- It sort of did.

Didn't it?

- So where to?

- Up to you.

- Up to me?

We could get ice
cream or beer or both.

Or I have a great bottle
of wine at my apartment.

- Okay.

- Yeah?

- Let's do it.

But just one drink okay?

- The wine could
actually be terrible.

I have no idea.

I don't know
anything about wine.

My brother shouldn't be home.

He's supposed to
be at a work thing.

Friday's like his busy day.

Donnie!

Donnie!

Donnie!

Donnie!

Wake up Donnie.

Come on wake up.

Donnie.

- Check his pulse.

- Wake up god damn it Donnie.

Wake up.

Wake up.

He's alive

- Tommy.

- Fuck!

- Tommy.

- God damn it Donnie.

I'm so sorry.

Let me go get you a cab.

- Did you fuck her?
- Shut up.

- Tommy, did you fuck her man?

Did you fuck her Tommy?

- Jesus Donnie.

You're a god damn junky now?

Why didn't I see this coming.

Fuck!

- I'm proud of you Tommy.

That girl was hot.

- I thought you were dead.

- Morning.

- Yeah, that it is.

What are you doing?

- What am I doing?
- Yeah.

- What am I doing?

What are you
doing sitting in this chair?

- I'm sitting here
cause I had to watch you

all night to make sure you
didn't die in your sleep.

- Tommy really?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Nobody asked you
to do that okay.

And you better go get
some fucking coffee okay

cause not for nothing
we have deliveries

in an hour and you
better not fuck this up.

Seriously.

Look at me.

This is important.

Look, I'm sorry all right.

It was Friday night I just,

I wanted to relax
a little bit and.

- Do you hear yourself?
- Yeah.

- This is heroin.

This is serious.

You got a real problem.

- Ah look it's not like I
do it that often all right.

Only once in a while.

Look it's really no big deal.

Tommy, I promise you you
got nothing to worry about.

Tommy.

- What?

- Look at me.

I said look at me.

You better not say a
fucking word to Gene.

You hear me?

- Yeah, I hear you.

- Get up.

Get the fuck up.

Come on.

Get up.

We got somewhere to be.

What am I speaking
fucking Chinese?

Get up!

- So what's it like in Mexico?

- Different all over.

I am from a pretty small town.

A village really.

- You miss it?

- You know, it's
fashionable for people

to say they couldn't wait to
get out of their home town

but the truth is I loved it.

I miss it.

I think about it all the time.

- Well why'd you leave?

- Why does anyone leave
something they love?

The search.

The search for something better.

And there was no
life for me there.

I could get a job the hospital
or become a school teacher.

Those were my two options.

And I knew if I did it,
I'd be bored out of my mind

and end up resenting the
place I loved so much.

- You must be a real
hotshot back home?

Brave city girl in America?

- Oh I was.

For a second.

Now nobody cares anymore.

I've been living
here for two years

and my parents still
think this is a phase.

They'll ask every month
when I'm coming home.

And they don't mean to visit.

- That's sweet though.

Some people all they
need is their family.

Like my brother Gene and my dad.

They don't need to be fulfilled
at a job or have a career.

They get through the day because

their family's counting on them.

And they're not bitter about it.

That's just how it is.

- That's the trap.

I don't know how
it is in Queens.

But where I am from people
don't have the perspective

or the guts to even think
about chasing something big.

- For being right
across the river,

you'd be surprised
how little perspective

some people from Queens have.

Me, I always knew I
wanted something more.

Whatever that is.

- What about your
brother Donnie?

- I'm sorry you had to see that.

It's okay.

I mean, how did
he get like that?

- He was always a bad kid.

A tough kid.

He started selling weed

and pills in high school
so I guess it only

made sense that it
led him to becoming.

- Becoming a what?

- I just mean it led him
to becoming a drug addict.

- You are a good brother.

- Well.

I hope your new job
of walking me home

isn't interfering
with your actual job.

- Don't worry about it.

It's the best part of my day.

- Really?

Of course.

- Hey do you want to
check out my roof?

- Roof?

Yeah.

He won't go to rehab?

- He'd have to admit
he's not perfect first.

Forget admitting
he's has a problem.

- What about your older brother?

What if he talks to him?

- Gene?

Gene only gives the
illusion of being in charge.

Donnie's never listened to him.

Not once.

- What about your parents?

- My parents?

Well my dad's dead and
my mom might as well be.

So I don't think
they'll be much help.

- Oh Tommy I'm so sorry.

I didn't know.

It's all right.

It never came up.

- I never told my parents
about what happened to me.

- What?

Are you serious?

- I know most people

the first person they'd
call would be their mom.

But I guess I am
too embarrassed.

I want to protect them from it.

Just imagine how worried

and devastated they'd
be if I tell them.

How's that fair?

Yes, I'll feel a little
bit better if I tell them

but in exchange
they get destroyed.

It seems pretty selfish to me.

- That's not selfish.

That's their job
to worry about you.

- I don't know.

- Did you at least
tell your friends?

- What friends?

The girls from work?

If I tell my old
friends from home,

they'll just tell my parents.

- So it's only me?

- You're it.

The one who saved me.

Go ahead.

Answer it.

- I'll see him in a little bit.

- Maybe it's important.

- I'm sure it's just work stuff.

- Do you even like
working with him?

Are you happy?

- Am I happy?

I don't know.

About as happy as somebody
could be doing work.

Or maybe a little less.

- Do you see yourself
doing it forever?

- Forever?

Don't you think I'll die first?

No I figure I'll do it til
we run out of stuff to sell.

- I need to get ready for work.

Shower?

- Oh, oh, oh.

Look who decided to show up.

Thank you for joining us.

Where were you?

- I spend the night with
the girl of my dreams

and all you can say
is "where were you".

- The girl of your dreams?

The one?
- Yeah.

- You look a little
different huh?

You didn't?

No?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Of course.

- You didn't use
a condom did you?

- She made me.

- Come over here.

Let me show you this.

This right here is
all that we have left.

Oh my god.

Been busting our
asses for three weeks

you know that and
it finally paid off.

How bout you huh?

You make any money?

- Yeah I made some money.

- How much you make?

- Around 20.

- 20 racks in three weeks?

That's not fucking bad right?

Right?
- Sure.

- It's a lot better than
busting your ass out there

with Gene as a fucking road
crew junky or something.

Humping hamburgers or whatever.

- Sure.

- Now, Tommy I know
you're probably wondering

what we're gonna do next right.

Well don't you
worry about it okay.

Big brother has got
it all figured out.

We're gonna be all right.

Let me show you something.

Now I know your fist intro to
this stuff was a little rough.

But I promise you
it's gonna be okay.

Right?

This stuff is
super high quality.

Extremely potent.

Super high demand.

And guess what.

We got the only hook.

- This is your big
idea, selling heroin?

- Yeah.

- When I came here
today was gonna tell you

I was thinking about
quitting while I was ahead

and you know what fuck this.

I'm out.

- Oh really?
- Yeah.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

- You're out?

Just like that huh?

You ungrateful little fuck.

I brought you in
on something Tommy.

I did you a fucking favor.

I made you my partner.

I thought oh I don't
know, it might be nice to

build something with my
little brother and this.

This is how you
fucking repay me?

Are you fucking
kidding me there was

a million guys who would
have done your job.

I could have had anybody.

I could have did it myself.

- You're fucking
clueless you that?

Oh I'm
fucking clueless really?

This coming from
the fucking fairy

who a week ago couldn't
get his cock sucked.

- What the fuck are
you talking about?

- What do you mean what
am I talking about?

Huh, what's wrong?

You gonna fucking cry Tommy?

What's wrong?

You know what I'm talking about.

You know exactly what I mean.

That little fucking cute little

sweet cherry you'd
popped last week.

Right?

The one who was in
here the other night.

You could have never
got that without me.

I made you Tommy.

I made you cool.

I taught you how to talk.

I taught you how to dress.

I put money in your
fucking pockets.

And this is how you repay me?

This is how you
fucking treat me?

- How I treat you?

Donnie you're fucking
killing yourself.

Selling heroin.

Your kinds of customers.

The fucking people
who do that shit.

- Yeah, they're not
all upper east side

fucking housewives okay.

But guess what Tommy,

I didn't just get into this
game three weeks ago okay.

I know my way
around a little bit.

And guess what, that
shit right there,

that's where the money is.

And that is where I'm going.

- What happens when some fucking
junky pulls a gun on you?

Then
I'll pull mine back.

- Looks like your
mind's made up.

You wanna fucking kill yourself.

Go ahead.

I won't be here to watch.

Then get
the fuck out then huh.

You heard me.

Get the fuck outta here.

- Do you remember
me telling you about

that girl Rachael in my office?

No I don't think so.

- The one from Texas.

- Oh the rancher.

Yeah.

- Yeah.

Well.

She's a temp.

And I don't think she
has a college degree.

So I was thinking
about asking her what

agency she's from
and how she did it.

That's apparently a backdoor
into the business world.

And not a lot of
people know about it.

You put your foot
in the door temping

and sometimes
that's all it takes.

And I think you could
be perfect for it.

It's not like you
don't have experience.

You were a successful entrepreneur in the tech industry.

That would look
great on a resume.

- I just sold stuff
for my brother.

I wouldn't call that
entrepreneurship.

- You need to talk yourself up.

You facilitated sales.

Cultivated client relationships

from perspective to
repeat customers.

- If you think it's a good idea.

I'll give it a try.

- Good.

Do you think your brother
is doing all right

running the business
without you?

- I'm sure he's just fine.

Have you
talked to him recently?

- Not since I quit.

- Don't you think a week is
long enough to be mad at him?

- No, I think a week is
the bare bones minimum.

- It's not good to hold
onto anger like that.

He's your brother.

I think you should call him.

Do it.

Hola hola.

It's Donnie.

Leave a fucking message.

The mailbox
is full and cannot accept

any messages at this time.

Goodbye.

- Yo Donnie it's
me I'm coming in.

Yo Donnie you whackin it?

What'd you forget your key?

It's open.

Yeah?

Is this
the residence of Donald Olson?

- Yeah.

Are you Donald Olson?

- I'm his brother.

What did he do?

- I'm Detective De Luca.

This is Rosenberg.

We found his truck in
a Shop Rite parking lot

out on Staten Island.

Two of the windows were smashed
in but he never reported it.

Is your brother here right now?

- No.

Did he mention anything

about the car being stolen?

- I haven't been around.

- When's the last time
you had contact with him?

A week.

- All right, is your
brother married?

No.

- Well is there a girlfriend
or someone that might

be able to tell us when
the last time he was seen?

- I don't think so.

I don't know.

- All right sir.

From the information
you've given me as well

as the condition of the vehicle,

standard procedure would
be a missing persons.

What's your name sir?

- Tommy

- All right Tommy.

I'm gonna need you to come
down with me to the station.

Give a statement so we'll be
able to start the paperwork.

Are you able to do that?

- Okay.

- All right.

- Why didn't you tell me?

I had no idea it was this bad.

- I don't know I was afraid
of what you would say.

What Donnie would say.

- And you guys selling
cocaine together.

That's just unreal to me.

And you find him nearly dead
with a needle in his arm

and you don't come to me?

What the fuck Tommy?

I failed.

- What?

- I told Dad I'd
watch over this family

and look what happens.

Donnie's missing and
I have absolutely

no idea where to look.

I mean do you?

I don't know who
his friends are.

I don't know who he might have
pissed off or fucked over.

All we can do is
sit here waiting.

And Donnie's out there.

God I hope he is.

- He's out there, it's Donnie.

Tell me what to do Dad.

I screwed up.

I screwed up big
time and I'm sorry.

I'm glad you're not
here to see this

but would it have
happened if you were?

Hey.

- I need you to come over.

Donnie's missing.

- What?

Police found his
Hummer in Staten Island.

The windows were smashed.

Nobody's heard from him.

I don't know could be another
dealer got mad at him.

We don't know.

It's too early to tell.

- Tommy.

I'm sorry.

I just don't know what to say.

Just come over.

- Okay.

If I'd just paid
attention to him.

His whole life's
been a cry for help.

If I wasn't so scared
to stand up to him

maybe things would be different.

- Don't blame yourself.

I mean his personality
mixed with drugs.

- He seemed fine
a few weeks ago.

Now this.

- Tommy, it's not like he
just started doing drugs.

What do you mean?

- He has a history of drug use.

You said that yourself.

- Look can we just sit here,

drink these beers and
just not think about it?

- What did you mean
by another dealer?

- What?

- On the phone, you
said another dealer

must have gotten mad at him.

What did you mean?

- Just like another dealer.

Like he could have
multiple dealers

like another person
who sold him drugs.

- Did he ever tell
you about a dealer

being mad at him
before or something?

- No, he wouldn't
talk to me about that.

- He never told you about a
dealer being mad at him before.

So, how can another
dealer be mad at him?

- Look it was just a hunch.

My junky brother is missing
and that's what I came up with.

I'm sorry I wasn't precise
with my semantics all right.

- Okay.

I'm sorry.

- I don't like cops.

I'm sorry.

I actually work for my brother.

But I'm always running all
over the city meeting clients.

I'll do it til we run
out of stuff to sell.

- What kind of computer
stuff did Donnie use to sell?

What?

- For the business.

What was something
you sold to people?

- We uh.

- Like just pretend
for a minute that this

business actually existed.

What would you sell?

- Zoey.

Come on.

Zoey we're all under a
lot of stress but this.

- Just admit it.

Your brother is a drug dealer.

- That's ridiculous.

Come on.

- Just.

Your brother is a drug dealer
and I think you are one too.

- It was just for a couple
weeks to make money for school.

But I'm done with that now.

I quit.

- Oh God.

I knew there was
something off about you

since the moment I met you.

But I ignored it.

Because I wanted to believe
that I didn't have to be alone.

Because I was stupid.

Believe it please.

You don't have to do this.

- Get out.

Zoey.

Please.

- Get out.

Zoey.

Come on.

- Get out!

Get out!

- Don't do this.
- Get out!

- Fuck!

- Where the fuck am I?

Who the fuck are you?

- Shut up.

- Listen buddy, I don't
know what you think.

Or who you think I am but
you got the wrong guy.

Oh so that's what this is?

What, are you gonna call
some of your faggot buddies

to come over and
run a train on me?

- I told you to shut up.

- Where the fuck
do I know you from?

Softball?

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

Why can't I put my finger on it.

- What's the last thing
you remember about tonight?

- Tonight.

I'm walking.

Minding my own business and.

- What were you doing?

- I was going to church.

Midnight mass.

- You weren't out
looking for a girl.

A small one you could
drag between two cars and.

- Fuck.

So that's what this is.

What a beautiful and
small world we live in.

What you gonna kill me?

Nah, you can't do it here.

You didn't plan it right.

- Maybe I'll take you way
out in Jersey somewhere.

Or maybe I'll drive right
into the first truck I see.

- No.

You ain't gonna do none of that.

Cause you look like
you got a future.

People who care about you.

- Let's go for a ride.

* You can come here anytime

* The garden is neglected

* But the door is open

* You can come

* Turn the light on

* Sit with me

* We'll no longer
live in misery *

* There's room to
hold your burden *

* My loving is for free

* You can call me anytime

* Or surprise me at the door

* Cause I don't mind

* You can come

* Leave your troubled
mind behind *

* And forget about the time

* The world is at
our fingertips *

* So why go outside