[Saban Films theme music]
[Highland Film Group theme music]
[Bay Point Media theme music]
[Particular Crowd theme music]
-[punch thrown] -[Coco] Where's our money?
[Mac coughing]
[punch thrown]
[Mac grunts]
[Coco] Where's our fucking coke?
Guys.
[panting]
[Coco] Where's our fucking money?
[in Spanish] This idiot don't know shit.
[in English] Let me see.
Your heart's racing.
Huh?
Mine is too.
-See? -[Mac gasps]
It's okay. Hm?
Where's Freddy?
[rapid gunfire]
[panting]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[Dispatch] Ten-fifty-seven, shots fired. Shots fired.
Proceed with caution. All available units,
car 31 [indistinct].
[police officer] Ah, this is Unit 13,
please send location.
[siren wails]
[Dispatch] Sending location.
Suspect is a Caucasian male on foot and possibly armed.
Proceed with caution.
[Police officer] Ten-four, [indistinct]
[Dispatch] [indistinct] Caucasian male,
approximately 170 pounds.
-possibly armed and very dangerous. -[Freddy grunts]
[Dispatch] Shots fired. Traveling on foot.
[Police officer] Five out.
[Dispatch] Copy.
[Police officer] [indistinct].
-[police siren wailing] -[Freddy panting]
[panting]
-[car crashes] -[Freddy grunts]
[grunting]
Come on.
[passenger 1] Watch it, bro.
[passenger 2] Yeah, you walk in here.
Whoa, whoa. No. Got your ticket?
I'll just give you money.
No, you don't. Get your ticket right there.
[Freddy groans]
No, I-- I'm almost outta minutes.
Don't worry. It's fine.
I-- I'm almost outta minutes...
Five-oh-five to Cairo, Georgia.
First stop, Lake City, Florida, then Valdosta.
Then on to Cairo like the Cairo, Georgia.
Last stop, Cairo, Georgia.
Hey! Hey!
[panting]
[phone keys clacking]
[phone beeps]
[cars honking]
[police siren wailing]
[zipper unzips]
[phone beeps]
[phone ringing]
[Mac breathing heavily]
[phone ringing]
[Coco] Answer it.
Hey. Ask him where he is.
That's it.
[Mac] No, no, no. Fuck.
[man speaking in foreign language]
[Mac] Okay! Okay!
[police siren wailing]
[phone ringing]
[J.J.] Freddy?
[Freddy] Where the fuck are you?
I heard shots, man!
[Freddy] Are you bailing on us?
Man, they were shooting! I had to fucking bounce, man!
-Where's Mac? -[J.J.] What do you mean where's Mac?
Mac's with you, bro.
[Freddy] No, he is not with me.
Where is he?
Fuck, man.
Shit!
[Freddy] Turn around and go pick him up.
Fuck that, man. I'm not going back. You fuckin' crazy?
-We have to find him. -[J.J.] I can't go back, Freddy.
I'm not built like you, man.
I'm fucking scared, man.
You were parked down the street, man.
If they didn't see you, then they didn't see you.
You're paranoid. Turn around.
Fuck you, dude!
I fucking can't do it, man.
This is fucked, bro.
Hey.
I need to use your phone.
No.
I gotta make a quick phone call.
No!
[J.J.] I can't fucking do it, man.
I'm freaking the fuck out.
Listen to me. Everything is fine.
Just go find Mac.
All right?
Fuck, Freddy.
Find him.
All right, I got you.
[phone beeps]
[♪♪♪♪♪]
[announcer over radio] [indistinct] 7675.
The NFL season begins tonight with... [indistinct].
[Freddy] Oh, come on, J.J., pick up.
[police siren wailing]
You got two phones.
Yeah. Now leave me the fuck alone.
[phone beeps]
[indistinct conversation]
[phone ringing] Hello?
[Freddy] Chrissy, it's me. It's Freddy.
What do you want?
I need to see you tonight.
[Christine] Leave me alone, Freddy.
I'm on the ward, I got 30 patients on my ward.
I don't need this shit.
[Freddy] Please, I need to see you.
-It's important. -What are you calling me on?
-[Freddy] It's a burner. -You're calling me from a burner?
[Freddy] It's the only way I knew you'd answer.
[Christine] Go fuck yourself!
-Ple-- -[phone hangs up]
Fuck.
[sighs deeply]
[bus speeding]
-[phone ringing] -[police siren wailing]
[phone ringing]
-[Freddy] Yeah? -I found Mac.
[Freddy] Okay, good.
Put him on the phone.
[J.J.] He's dead, man.
-They dumped him on the street. -What?
They dumped him on the street, bro.
They shot him in the head, man.
-He's dead! -We got a white male...
[J.J.] You said this was gonna turn out clean, man.
Fuck!
Um...
[breathes heavily]
[whispers] Ah, fuck.
[J.J.] We're fucked, dude.
Game's up, man.
I gotta think, man.
I gotta think.
[J.J.] Freddy, don't hang up!
-Freddy, don't hang up-- -[phone beeps]
I gotta think.
Fuck!
[inhaler shaking]
[inhales]
[exhales]
[man] Yo, what you looking at, bro?
-[phone ringing] -[man] What the fuck
you looking at?
[Freddy breathes heavily]
[Freddy] You and me, it's over.
[Vic] You need to come back.
You made a big mistake. Do not fuck with me.
[Freddy] Fuck you! I'm doing this for Lily.
[phone hangs up]
[phone thuds]
[zipper unzipping]
[Freddy breathing heavily]
[phone beeps]
[phone ringing]
Pick up.
Please don't hang up.
[Christine] I told you I'm working.
[Freddy] I got to give you something.
What you wanna give me
that you ain't already taken, Freddy?
[Freddy] Look, I'm in trouble.
I fucked up.
I fucked up bad.
So what? I ain't your mama.
You want one?
Run home to Vic like you always do cause I ain't interested.
Neither is Lily.
[phone hangs up]
[♪♪♪♪♪]
[thunder rumbling]
[phone ringing]
[phone beeps]
Don't you hang up on me like that again, man.
[Freddy] All right. All right.
[J.J.] Freddy, what's the plan, man?
[Freddy] I don't know.
Lake City bus station.
You got to meet me there right now.
I got to make more stuff.
Okay?
Fuck, man.
-Shit! -[Freddy] What?
I think somebody's following me, man.
-What? -[J.J.] Yeah.
I got this fucking car up my ass, man.
It's on me, man. I know it.
Is it the Puerto Ricans?
[J.J.] I think it's Vic's.
Bro, I know it, man. They're on me.
No, no, man. No.
No one followed us, dude. You're being paranoid.
Fuck, fuck. Listen to me, man.
I'm telling you. They're on me.
Take a couple rights.
See if they follow you and call me back.
Got it.
[phone beeps]
[car speeding]
[inhaler shaking]
[inhales]
[exhales]
[police siren wailing]
Lily?
[man] Yo, man.
Hey, what the fuck?
[indistinct conversation on radio]
Who's Lily?
What?
You said Lily.
Stop playing with me, man.
[Rachel] But you a playah though, right?
I mean, only playahs got two phones.
How old are you?
Twenty-one.
Twenty-one, my ass.
[phone ringing]
They following you?
They turned off somewhere.
[Freddy] Oh, good.
Good.
[J.J.] Fuck, Freddy, I can't do this shit.
Man, I can't pick you up, man.
-What? -[J.J.] It's fucked, man.
It wasn't supposed to go down this way, man.
J.J., shut the...
shut the fuck up.
Meet me at the Lake City bus station, goddammit.
All right?
[police siren wailing]
Freddy, goddammit.
What's the point without Mac?
Mac is fucking dead, man.
It's just me and you.
-[J.J. breathes heavily] -We good?
Yeah, good, man.
Don't answer the phone from nobody.
Don't fuckin' stop.
Just get to the station, all right?
All right, man. I'm chill.
I got you.
[Freddy] All right. Fuck.
[cries]
[car arriving]
[puking]
[snorting]
[car door closes]
[car engine revving]
[♪♪♪♪♪]
[man speaking foreign language]
[Coco] [in Spanish] The twins spotted him.
[in English] Freddy?
No, J.J. He's on the 95 downtown.
Get him and bring him here.
[Coco] Okay.
[suspenseful music]
[siren wailing in distance]
[Freddy breathing rapidly]
[zipper zipping]
You piss yourself or something?
I call my boo?
I'm not giving you my fucking phone.
-Fuck! -Hey! You mind?
I'm trying to get some shut-eye here.
[Freddy] I'm sorry.
[whispering] See, you're pissing everybody off.
Stop asking me for my phone. I'm not giving it to you.
[whispering] It's an emergency.
Mm. You know what?
Make it quick.
[phone keys clacking]
[phone ringing]
[whispering] Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
Hi, S-- Smokie.
Yeah. [chuckles] Hi. No, I just...
I had-- had to borrow one.
No. I-- I told-- I told you mine was-- mine--
mine was tapped out.
[echoing] Just some guy.
No, no!
He's not my friend.
Just...
[echoing] just-just-just...
No.
Of course not.
I had to.
I'm coming.
I'm gonna be safe.
Mm-hm.
Okay. Yeah, I'm alone.
Yeah. I'm alone.
Mm-hm.
Yeah.
Mm-hm.
-[electricity crackles] -[Freddy breathing deeply]
[Freddy panting]
[grunts]
[Alfredo] You are fucked up.
[Alfredo blows]
[Freddy breathing deeply]
[Freddy grunting]
[Freddy inhales]
[Freddy breathing deeply]
[Rachel] [into phone] Mm-hm. No one.
No. It's me.
No one knows.
No one knows, okay?
Yeah.
Phone. [grunts]
I gotta go. I gotta go.
[thumps]
Phone.
Where you going?
What?
You said, "No one knows."
No one knows what?
Fuck you care?
You ever meet this guy before?
Why you in my business?
How old are you?
Really.
I'm 17.
[Freddy] Hm.
[bus speeding]
[car speeding]
Fuck you, man.
[speaks in foreign language]
[laughs]
[speaking in foreign language]
[phone ringing] Pick up. Pick up.
[Freddy] J.J., where the fuck are you, man?
I'm right behind you.
[Freddy] I don't see you. Hurry the fuck up!
I said I'll meet you at Lake City, man.
Get the fuck out the road.
I'm passing you now.
Get to move. Move!
Fuck, yeah.
[laughs]
[phone beeping]
[phone beeps]
[phone ringing]
[Freddy breathing deeply]
[phone hangs up]
[phone beeps]
[phone keys clacking]
[phone beeps]
[intense music]
[car speeding]
[phone ringing]
Freddy, I'm almost at Lake City, bro.
[Freddy] Hey, remember that guy that patched up Reggie
after he got shot by the cop?
The vet?
-The what? -[Freddy] The dog guy, man.
The veterinarian. You know where he's at?
No. I'll have to call Reg. Why?
You're gonna have to take me
to go see him after you pick me up.
Yo, did you get shot?
It's just a scratch.
[J.J.] Then why you going to a vet?
If it was serious, I'd go to the hospital.
[J.J.] Fuck you! But then you'd go to jail!
Just find the fucking number, J.J. Fuck!
All right. All right. All right.
I'll call Reggie now.
[phone beeps]
[Freddy breathing heavily]
[phone beeps]
Fuck.
[tires screeching]
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music]
[Patrick] [over intercom] Lake City, Florida coming up.
Anybody for Lake City, Florida?
Yo.
What's his name?
The dude you're going to meet.
Smokie.
What's his real name?
You don't know his real name?
You know what he looks like?
Now answer this question honestly.
How old are you?
Why do you keep asking me that?
Does he know how old you are?
Smokie?
What'd you tell him?
Twenty-one?
He knows how old I am.
[Freddy scoffs]
[grunts]
Your parents know where you are?
[thunder rumbles]
[rain falling]
Freddy? I'm here, man.
I got that vet's number. What bus are you on?
I just pulled up. Hold tight.
All right.
[phone beeps]
[Patrick] [over intercom] Lake City, folks.
Anyone for Lake City?
[Freddy breathing heavily]
Take care of yourself.
Like you give a shit.
[indistinct announcement on radio]
Move, dumbass.
Dumbass.
[Freddy] Fuckers.
[indistinct announcement on radio]
[Freddy breathing heavily]
Fuck.
Son of a bitch.
[indistinct announcement on radio continues]
[footsteps]
[knocks on car window]
On or off?
You sick or something?
Like you give a shit.
[knocking on bus door]
[footsteps]
[bus door hisses]
[Will slurping]
[Patrick] [over intercom] Next stop's gonna be Valdosta.
-[J.J. crying] -[Oleg] Where is he?
Where's Freddy, J.J.?
I haven't see him.
[Oleg] Lie! It's a lie.
[J.J. crying]
Call Coco.
[phone ringing]
[Oleg] We got J.J.
Good. Hurry up then.
[in Spanish] They got him.
[in English] In Lake City.
[bottle cap clanks]
Hm.
[bottle clinks]
[siren wailing]
Next stop, Valdosta.
Valdosta.
[phone beeps]
[phone ringing]
-[Fred Sr. coughing] -[phone ringing]
["New Suit for My Hangin'" by Zachariah and the Lobos Riders playing on speaker]
[Fred Sr.] Who is it?
[Freddy] It's Freddy.
You still in Valdosta?
[Fred Sr.] Yeah.
So what?
I need some help.
[Fred Sr. exhales]
I'm busy.
I just need a ride somewhere, man.
Get a cab.
[Freddy] I can't do that.
[Fred Sr.] Why not?[coughs]
Because I'm in trouble.
Please.
[Fred Sr. coughs]
Please who?
What?
Please who?
Just say it.
Fuck you, I--
[phone hangs up]
Damn.
You are fucked up.
[grunts]
Fuck.
[Will slurping]
[phone beeps]
[phone ringing]
[Christine] Stop. Fucking. Calling. Me.
Chrissy, I got money.
Jesus.
[Christine] It's for Lily. Please.
[Christine ] Hah. You missed 13 years of payments,
you wanna be a daddy now?
[Freddy] I can pay it all back right now.
So now you wanna play grownups. Where'd you get it?
[Freddy] That's not important.
[Christine] You stole it.
Didn't you?
I'm shot. I've been shot.
There's a fucking bullet in my stomach, Chrissy.
[grunts]
Please.
I'm fucking begging you, please.
Fuck, I'm scared, Christine.
What do you want me to do, huh?
Go ask Vic.
-[Freddy coughs] -[Christine] That whore.
[phone hangs up]
[phone beeps]
[sighs] Fuck.
[phone ringing]
It's a parole violation for me to associate with known felons.
Look, I just need a ride to the hospital.
I can't drive you.
I lost my license. [sniffles]
Even if I wanted to help you I can't.
Anything else?
Don't hang up.
Then say it.
[Freddy laughs]
Dad.
Don't hang up, Dad.
[Fred Sr.] Now, see?
That wasn't so hard now, was it?
So you're in trouble, huh?
I've been shot.
[Fred Sr.] Hm.
You don't sound shot.
I got some money, too.
[groans]
Hm. Is that why you're shot?
Yeah.
Who'd you knock off? Vic?
Oh, man.
You are once special kinda fuckup, you know that?
So I guess I'm the only one that can help you, am I right?
Are you still in Valdosta?
You already asked me that.
Well, are you?
-[Fred Sr. burps] -[Freddy] Fuck. Pft.
[whispers] So fucking...
[suspenseful music]
[indistinct conversation on radio]
[phone camera clicking]
[Freddy breathing heavily]
[phone camera clicks]
[Freddy breathing heavily]
[phone beeps]
-[phone vibrates] -Holy shit!
[phone ringing]
Chrissy.
[Christine] When?
When were you shot?
About an hour ago.
Is there an exit wound?
[Freddy grunts]
I don't think so.
Jesus. How much blood have you lost?
[Freddy] A lot.
[Christine] What's a lot?
I don't know. A pint?
-You need a hospital. -[Freddy] I can't.
I can't do that.
-Where are you? -I'm on a bus to Cairo.
Look, my hospital's not far from there.
-Can-- can you get a cab? -[Doctor] I need the chart.
-I need you to get all the files. -[Christine] Shit.
-[Freddy] How long do I got before I bleed out?
I can't tell over the phone.
Morgan, I need that chart ASAP!
Yeah, coming, Doctor.
Freddy, I can't make a diagnosis...
Pressure's dropping.
[Christine] ... but if you've lost a pint of blood.
Nurse, get that chart!
Morgan! You dropped the ball.
Look, just get to the hospital.
I'll treat you in my car in the parking lot,
that way we won't have to register you.
But if you need surgery.
You know what? I don't.
[Christine] Okay.
You need to stop the bleeding.
Direct pressure is how you do that.
You need to get a cloth or something absorbent.
I gotta go.
Just get to the hospital
and make sure you don't pass out.
Hey.
Do you have a pad?
Like a... like a tampon?
What?
Please.
Oh, shit.
Please.
-[Will slurping] -[Freddy Thank you.
You got sliced?
[Freddy] Shot.
[panting]
You a gangster?
[Freddy] Yep.
Don't tell no one.
[grunting in pain]
Well, if you a gangster, why are you on a bus?
Wasn't my intention initially.
What'd you do?
I took something that doesn't belong to me.
Can I use your phone then?
[Freddy] Why?
So you can call that guy?
Yeah. So what?
Fine.
Take it. [grunts]
[Alfredo] Don't pass out.
You pass out, we ain't waking back up.
[lighter clanks, then clicks]
Hi.
What do you want, man?
Do you know that girl?
What?
She's just a kid, dude.
[scoffs] Whoa.
You got the wrong idea, my friend.
I hope so.
Are you a cop?
That's a guilty thing to ask.
My name's Will. I work in Social Services.
You don't look like a social worker.
[chuckles] Well, we come in all shapes and sizes.
Why the fuck is a social worker taking a bus?
Is that a real question you want an answer to?
Look, man, she asked to borrow my phone.
I gave it to her. I ain't bothering her.
Hm.
Are we gonna have a problem?
No. No problem.
I had to check.
I checked.
[phone ringing]
[phone beeps]
Hello?
[Alfredo] She remind you of someone?
Yup.
There goes another little girl
your sorry ass let down. [scoffs]
You're making a habit of this.
Hey, psst, what's the plan?
The plan, the plan, the plan. Come on, man.
Lily.
[Alfredo] Bingo.
Get you patched up, we'll stick to the plan.
It's just you and me now.
You and me.
[phone hangs up]
[phone beeps]
[intense music]
[phone ringing]
[J.J.] Freddy?
Freddy, you there?
You won't believe what the fuck happened to me, man.
So I got to Lake City,
these motherfuckers straight up jumped my ass, bro.
Yeah? So what'd you do? [panting]
[J.J.] They had knuckles up, bro.
I got away.
Are you still on the bus, man, or d-- did you get off?
Talk to me, man.
Yeah, I'm still on the bus.
I'mma come get you.
When's your next stop?
Fifteen minutes.
Where you gonna be at?
[suspenseful music]
Pine Park.
Pine Park. All right, cool.
Sit tight, man. I'm gonna come get you.
[phone beeps]
[suspenseful music]
Please. [sobbing]
I'm gonna be real gentle.
[bus speeding]
[Freddy grunts in pain]
[phone ringing]
Chrissy, [panting] I'm seeing shit.
Visions. Fucked-up shit.
[Christine] You're becoming catatonic,
probably going into shock.
You said I needed blood.
[tapping foot rapidly]
Like a transfusion?
Can you get it?
[Christine] You're a rare blood type.
That's a long shot.
What are my chances?
[Christine] I'd call your father.
I already did that.
[Christine] If you weren't shot, would you have called me?
I told you why I called you.
-[Christine] Why now? -[Freddy grunts]
[Freddy panting]
Because I'm going away.
This is it.
[Christine] You're always running away, Freddy.
[Freddy panting]
[phone hangs up]
The fuck.
["Let the Devil Ride" by Zachariah and the Lobos Riders playing on speaker]
[phone ringing]
There he is.
I need a transfusion.
You want my blood?
[Freddy] I'll pay you for it.
I know you'll pay me.
It ain't that. I hate needles.
I'm fuckin' dying here, man! Are you gonna help me or not?
[phone hangs up]
[phone thuds]
[laughter and chatter]
[head banging]
[Freddy breathing heavily]
[phone keys clacking]
Phone.
[phone beeps]
Phone!
[Will slurping]
I told you I'm not doing nothing, man.
I know. I know.
Then what do you want?
Look, I can see you're in some kind of trouble
Back the fuck off, man.
Hey, is she in trouble? Is she running away? What?
[Freddy groans]
You okay?
She's hooking up with some guy she met online named Smokie.
That's all I know.
Smokie.
Guess his last name's The Bear or Robinson.
I'm pretty sure that's not his real name.
How the hell would I know that?
I can help her.
Then why are you talking to me?
Because I see she trusts you.
I'm a stranger to her.
Sometimes these kids, they run the other way
once they find you're social services.
But you could sway her.
You could get her to talk to me so I could help her.
God, I don't have time for that.
You're on a bus. What else you got to do?
[phone ringing]
-[Freddy] I gotta take this. -Hey.
We gotta do somethin', man. She's just a kid.
You do something. I gotta take this.
Just talk to her.
I already have.
Then tell her not to meet that guy.
Come on, man.
Okay, how about this? Okay, I'll call my office.
I'll tell them to come pick us up wherever she gets off.
Make sure she gets home safe--
All right. All right, man.
I'll talk to her.
[phone ringing continues]
Good.
J.J.
[suspenseful music]
[Vic] You're not going to Pines Park.
You stole from me. Freddy.
You put my whole crew on the line.
Where's J.J.?
I'm gonna have to prove to the Puerto Ricans
that I had no hand in this.
[panting] Let me talk to him.
I was warned not to trust you with a shipment this size.
Put J.J. on the phone.
[Vic] Okay.
[cries]
Freddy, Freddy, man.
I... I didn't say anything, man.
J.J., everything's cool, man. It's all good.
This is shit. [crying]
Okay.
We can make this right.
Do you have the coke?
Yeah.
[Vic] And the money?
Yeah.
All of it?
All of it.
[Vic] Okay, I'm gonna need to see you.
Where you headed?
I know you're hurting, okay?
I got a doctor lined up. We'll get you fixed up.
[Freddy] Vic.
[Vic] I know, baby, but they want blood.
And they already got Mac.
[J.J. crying]
Please. Oh, my god.
But Mac's not enough.
[Vic] You're right.
Mac won't be enough.
[tense music]
-[gun clicks] -Please!
-No. [cries] -[Vic] Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus
Oh, God, Vic, please.
[Vic] Pray for us sinners now,
and at the hour of our death.
[J.J. mumbling]
[Vic] Our Father who art in heaven--
Jesus, stop.
Vic, stop. Please.
[muttering] And lead us not into temptation
but deliver us.
J.J. Stop, Vic. Please.
[J.J. mumbling]
[gun fired]
[emotional music]
[sobbing] Fuck.
[Vic] Okay. We're all good now.
You can come back to the fold, baby.
Everything can be healthy again.
Or I could pay Christine and Lily a visit.
[laughing]
Save yourself a heart attack, man.
God. Fuck.
Mm. Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck.
It's fine.
You just stabbed your employer in the back twice.
[Freddy breathing heavily]
You fucked up.
Get on it, goddammit!
Get the money to Christine and Lily.
[Freddy gasping]
Fuck.
[announcement on radio]
[suspenseful music]
[knife clicks]
[zip opens]
[Freddy snorting cocaine]
[lighter clicks]
[intense music]
[Freddy] Lily? [panting]
[sniffles]
[echoing] Do you know that girl?
She's just a kid, dude.
[Freddy] Lily?
[Helen] [echoing] Hey, do you mind?
I'm trying to get some shut-eye here.
[Freddy] What the fuck, dude? [indistinct].
[intense music]
[gun barrel spins]
[phone ringing]
[urine splattering]
I got us a ride.
Let's do this fucking thing.
What changed?
Nothing changed.
[Freddy] Meet me at the bus station in Valdosta.
What time do you get in?
[Freddy] Any minute.
I know this guy at the bar,
and he's gonna get us where we need to go.
[Freddy] Some guy in a bar is gonna
drive us [indistinct] fucking [indistinct]?
What do you want, a fucking horse and carriage?
You still got the money?
Yeah, I still got it.
Five minutes.
[shot glass thuds]
[siren wailing in distance]
[intense music]
Valdosta, comin' up.
Anybody for Valdosta?
[Freddy] I don't want you to meet that guy.
I'm serious.
Why are you trying to give me shit on my life?
Just don't meet him.
You trippin'.
[Freddy] Look.
I've been in your position before.
Someone older gets in your head, takes advantage of you.
It's messed up.
I want you to do something for me.
See that man over there?
I want you to talk to him.
[grunting and panting in pain]
He's gonna help you.
I don't need help.
Just hear him out, okay?
[footsteps receding]
[brakes screech]
Damn.
Where's your guy?
He ain't here yet. Step off and let's wait.
Said your guy from the bar is gonna drive us.
Where's your guy?
He's on his way. Now get off and we'll wait.
[Patrick] On or off, son? We gonna keep having this dance?
I ain't waiting out there.
You can't wait five fucking minutes?
All right, I'll get on with you.
I'll tell my guy to meet us at the next stop.
Get your ticket at the station.
What?
You get your ticket in the station.
Like everybody else.
I gotta get my ticket in the station,
just like everybody else.
Go ahead.
Much obliged.
[bus door hisses]
Hey, miss me that much?
Put your headphones on.
[Rachel chuckles]
Who's this?
[Freddy] Nobody.
She's cute.
You sure ain't.
[bus engine revving]
So where'd you get clipped?
-That's gotta hurt. -[phone ringing]
Hey, forget Valdosta.
Cairo.
Cairo. Get that? Mm-hm.
All right.
Okay.
So where's my guy taking us?
Hm?
Christine is going to meet us in the parking lot
where she works.
Hm. You and her still a thing?
She's just doing me a favor.
[Fred Sr.] Well, she's too good for you.
Always came running back.
Some chicks never learn that the guys they're with
are bad fuckin' news.
I guess Mom did.
Psst. Hey.
[knocks on seat] Cream pie.
Where you going?
What?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
[Fred Sr.] I'm just talking to her.
How old are you anyway?
Take a guess.
Um, let's see.
Stop bothering us.
What do you...? He was talking to me.
Now he ain't, so just turn around.
What the fuck.
So you pinch that from Vic or what?
[Freddy grunting in pain]
Tell me what the fuck you got me into or I'm out.
What the fuck did you get me into?
It's Vic's.
How much?
Enough.
Well, that's a ballsy move, my friend.
One you never made.
Mm-hm.
Why'd you take her shit?
I needed out.
Out? From what?
[Freddy] [whispering] From her.
From all of this.
I'm just gonna start something of my own.
And... and...
And what?
And there's something for my daughter.
Hm. Yeah. Oh, shit.
The last time I saw her was at... I don't know.
Don't act like you remember.
How old is Lily now, huh?
She's 11.
Hm. Eleven.
[scoffs] Goddamn.
You want to give her a future. I get it, son.
I get it. I do. That's-- that's-- that's noble on you.
Shit, half a mill. That'll do it, am I right?
What did you just say?
[tense music]
I don't know. You told me how much.
I didn't tell you shit.
Well then, how else would I know?
You called her.
You called Vic.
You piece of shit.
You told her where we're going.
[Freddy grunting]
Let go, son. Let go.
Let the fuck go.
[elbow thrown]
[Freddy cries]
Okay.
Whooh.
We're just gonna sit here quietly till we get to Cairo.
Vic's going to meet us there,
and she's gonna make everything all right.
[exhales] Hey,
what the fuck are you looking at, huh?
Excuse me?
Why don't you turn your fat ass around?
I wish things didn't have to go down like this. I do.
I mean, it's-it's just the way things are, I guess.
Listen, you know I know that I fucked up
and I fessed up to that.
I've had to live with the choices that I have made.
No. I've had to live with the choices you made.
You sold out your own son so you can get back with Vic.
Me and Vic are straight.
Once, maybe. When you worked for her.
And then you let her take me and seduce me
as a fucking child.
Hey, it got you off that corner, right?
You gotta start somewhere, boy.
You shoulda protected me.
Protected you? Protected you from what?
You-- you idolized Vic.
She was like a mother to you. I fucking gave you that.
You didn't give me nothing.
Oh, come the fuck off it.
When the fuck are you gonna start taking
some fucking responsibility?
You just gonna blame me for everything
in your motherfucking life?
Do you know what she did to me?
[Freddy coughs]
She kicked you out because you were her bitch.
You followed her around like a little dog.
Fuck you.
-"I love you, Vic." -Fuck you.
-"I love you." -Fuck you.
[Freddy] She always wanted me over you
and you hated me for it.
[panting] This wasn't about the money.
You did this so you can get back with Vic.
But she's not gonna take you back.
You're a rat.
And Vic kills rats for fun.
[intense music]
Fuck.
At least I had the balls to take something for myself,
to start over.
"Start over."
[laughs]
Man, what the fuck are you gonna start over?
[laughs]
I've seen monkey shitfights at the zoo
that are more organized than you.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Fuck me. You're a fake.
Everything about you is fake.
Your gold chain is fake.
Your fucking Timex is fake.
That is a real Timex.
[gun drops]
[punches thrown]
[Freddy grunting]
Motherfuckers.
[punches thrown]
[Freddy grunting]
-[kick thrown] -[Fred Sr. grunts]
[grunting]
[punches thrown]
[gun cocks]
Get up.
[bus brakes screech]
Let him up.
Easy, bro.
[Freddy grunts]
[Patrick] Hey.
[Fred Sr.] I'll snitch.
I will tell this prick what you got in there.
Hey.
Cops could be here in no time.
[Freddy scoffs]
Hey, I got it under control.
-Hey, hi. How you doing? -Off the bus.
Oh, now. Wait, wait, wait, wait a second.
You too.
Oh, come on, man. He attacked me.
I don't want to hear it. Both of you, off the bus.
Okay, yeah, we'll-- we'll get off. Come on.
We'll-- we'll both get off.
Hey, timeout. Look. This is what happened.
This guy, he started all this shit.
And this guy, he was defending her.
-Wasn't he? -Yes.
He was defending me because that creep tried to touch me.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, son. I never touched this girl.
[Helen] Well, I saw him do it.
-He attacked her. -No, no, fuck this shit.
They-they're trying to set me up.
Hey, I know what I saw.
He tried to grab her and that's a fact.
Oh, no. This is some bullshit.
He tried to grab me too.
Lying bitch.
Sir, shut the fuck up.
Ma'am, do you want me to call the cops or not?
No. Throw him off.
Don't throw that guy off for trying to protect me.
Let's go.
No. Wait a second.
-Wait a second. -Sir, you'll notice
I have already pulled the bus over.
My next move is to call the cops.
Where we are, I figure that'd take about five minutes.
They're friends of mine.
Okay.
Okay, brother. You're the boss.
I'm-- I'm stepping right off.
You need my blood, right?
I don't want your blood inside of me.
[breathing deeply] Go fuck yourself.
Get your fucking hands off me.
You think you're the first crazy to ride this bus
that thinks he can push me around and get away with it?
I deal with degenerates like you every fucking day.
Come on.
[Fred Sr.] Ain't you fuckin' Roger.
[bus door hisses]
[bus engine revving]
[bus door hisses then closes]
[phone ringing]
Hey. I got thrown off.
Come pick me up.
[bus engine revving]
Pretty wild there for a second, huh?
[Freddy breathing heavily]
Let me get my piece back.
[clears throat] Huh?
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Take it, man. I don't want it.
I'm gonna go see if I shit myself. [chuckles]
[Patrick] [over intercom] Next stop, Cairo.
That's Cairo. Last chance.
[phone beeps]
-[phone vibrating] -[man] [over PA] Lopez family.
Please report to the nurses' station.
Lopez family. Please report to the nurses' station.
[phone beeps]
[Freddy] I fucked up.
I'm in trouble. I lost the blood.
I think I found some.
[Freddy] What?
Is it gonna be enough?
Enough to lose my job over.
Look, I'll meet you in the car in the parking lot
like I said before, okay?
How long 'til you get here?
[Freddy] I'm gonna figure that out.
Thank you.
Don't thank me yet.
[phone beeps]
[gurney wheels rolling]
[suspenseful music]
[heart monitor beeping]
[car speeding]
[Lily] Hey, Mom. Mom?
Lily? What are you doing here?
The movie's over.
Can I get a ride home?
[siren wailing]
Yeah. Come on.
Are you going to be okay?
Yeah.
Thanks...
for what you did.
Hey...
what's your name?
Rachel.
[grunting in pain]
I'm Freddy.
-[intense music] -[Freddy coughs]
How old are you really?
I'm 15.
I'm 14.
You really need a hospital, man.
Rachel, this is Will.
Hi.
-Hi. -[Will] Hi.
[winces in pain]
I gotta go check this out.
[grunting in pain]
[Will] Come on.
[indistinct announcement]
You want some help, man?
[Freddy] No.
Fuck.
[footsteps]
[door closes]
[Will] Hey, you okay?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
[Rachel chuckles]
Sit down there.
[Rachel sniffles]
You like puzzles?
Looks hard.
Yeah.
Six.
[vehicle rumbling]
[Freddy breathing heavily]
[phone beeps]
[phone ringing]
[Christine] Where are you, Freddy?
I need you to just listen.
What?
I'm-- I fucked up bad.
That doesn't change anything, Freddy.
[Freddy] I know.
I know. But I can change.
[Christine] No.
You chose Vic.
Over me. Over Lily.
You never did anything for us.
You did everything for Vic.
[sniffles] You broke me, Freddy.
[Freddy cries]
Why are you doing this?
I'm doing this for Lily.
[Christine] Lily doesn't need your money, Freddy.
Lily needed a father.
I want her to do something good with her life.
[panting]
Take the money.
[siren wailing]
[Christine] Just get here.
Thank you.
[panting]
[intense music]
[Rachel] Mm, nine.
Maybe eight.
-Maybe a three. -[Will] Wrong number.
Hmm.
[door opens]
[Rachel] That's one.
[Rachel and Will chuckling]
[Will] Yeah. You're funny.
[Rachel] Nine.
[Will] You're funny.
[intense music]
You're funny.
[phone beeps]
[phone ringing]
[Rachel] Four. [chuckles]
[phone ringing]
[phone vibrating]
-Six. -[phone ringing and vibrating]
[phone vibrating]
[Rachel] Seven.
[phone hangs up]
[chuckles softly]
Try him again.
[phone ringing]
[phone vibrating]
-Uh-huh. -[phone hangs up]
[Alfredo] Motherfucker works in social services,
finds a girl online. arranges a meet.
Then why's he tailing her?
Make sure she gets on the bus?
Keep a close eye? The fuck do I know?
But she's already on the bus.
Why does he have to do that?
He's preying on her.
He gets off on it, that's what these creeps do.
See, Smokie doesn't show up at the bus station like they arranged.
Now she's alone. But this dude, Will? This "kind" gentleman she met on the bus?
He can help her.
He swoops in. He can play the hero.
Says it's getting late, offers her a place to stay.
I got it.
[phone ringing]
[phone vibrating]
[Rachel] Oh, how about this?
[dial tone ringing]
[phone vibrating]
This is fun.
[phone vibrating]
[intense music]
[phone vibrating]
[phone beeps]
[Freddy] Hey, Smokie.
I know what you're doing, you fuck.
[phone hangs up]
Sorry, wrong number.
[Rachel chuckles]
-You okay? -Mm-hm.
I'm gonna go check on him.
Oh, okay.
[heavy footsteps]
[sighs]
Yeah.
You don't look so hot.
[Freddy] Leave her alone.
[Will] What you gonna do?
Call the cops? Considering your situation,
that wouldn't be very smart of you now,
-would it? -[gun cocks]
[sighs]
[Freddy] So, what do you want to do, huh?
You want money? How much?
You assume you know what I want.
Five thousand.
You ain't getting it, friend.
Now, look.
I appreciate you putting in a good word
for me with Rachel, but I'm not for sale.
Ten thousand dollars.
You can buy whoever you want with that.
Just stay away from her.
You don't got it.
I do.
[breathing heavily]
I tell you what.
How about...
Hm... she comes with me anyway...
and when you die from all that blood
that you seem to be losing,
I'll come back for the money as well?
Hm?
Twofer.
If you will.
Hm?
[Freddy grunting in pain]
[breathing heavily]
[engine revving]
[car engine revving]
[voiceover] You and me, it's over.
[Vic] You need to come back.
You made a big mistake.
Do not fuck with me.
[phone ringing]
[phone vibrating]
[phone beeps]
[Christine] Freddy?
Chrissy, I'm not going to make it.
What?
I got the blood, the drip.
[Freddy] No.
[sniffles] No.
[Christine] Look, if you can't get to me,
let me drive to you.
Where'd you say you were going again? Cairo?
I said I'm not coming.
I don't need your help anymore.
I don't need you and I don't--
I got Lily with me.
[voice breaking] No, Chrissy, please.
Here, talk to her.
[Freddy panting]
[crying]
[Christine] Talk to him just once.
You don't gotta be nice.
Just let him hear your voice.
Hello?
[Freddy crying]
Hi, baby.
You doing all right?
Yeah. You?
[Freddy breathing heavily]
I'm trying.
I'm trying real hard.
I miss you.
I'm sorry that I haven't been around.
[breathing heavily]
Freddy?
I'm taking the money and I'm leaving.
I don't need your help anymore.
You were Plan B.
You were always just Plan B.
So stay the fuck away.
[breathing heavily]
You were right, Chrissy.
I chose Vic. I always chose Vic.
[phone hangs up]
[crying]
-[Christine crying] -I love you, Mama.
[Christine cries]
I love you too, baby.
[sobbing]
[breathing heavily]
[intense music]
[tense music]
[Alfredo tapping fingers]
There's your Smokie.
What?
[Freddy] Will.
Will is Smokie.
He's playing you.
Nah. I think you've...
I think you've lost a little bit too much blood.
[Patrick] [over intercom] Cairo in five minutes.
Five minutes to Cairo.
[Alfredo tapping fingers]
All right. All right, I got an idea.
[Alfredo tapping fingers] That's my boy!
An idea for what?
[Freddy] You gotta trust me.
Empty your backpack.
[zipper unzipping]
[clattering]
[phone beeps]
[grunting and breathing heavily]
Fill your bag up with this.
[cash thudding]
Then put your stuff in mine.
Why am I doing this?
[Freddy] I need you to get it to someone.
Her name is Christine. Take my phone.
Call her and get the money to her.
Can you do that?
How do you know I'm not gonna steal it?
Because I'm trusting you.
[breathing heavily]
I told you before, someone took advantage of me.
Look, what I lost, I can't get back.
[groans]
You gotta still believe you're worth something.
Even when nobody else does, you gotta believe.
[breathing heavily]
You got your whole life ahead of you, Rachel.
You make the right choice.
[♪♪♪♪♪]
[Freddy breathing heavily]
What do you want me to tell her?
Tell her...
tell her, when we were at that state park...
on the water...
I knew right then that I loved her.
[Rachel crying]
[Freddy] But I didn't say it.
[Rachel crying]
But I could never be a father.
So tell her I wish I'd said it.
Can you do that for me?
Yeah.
[crying]
Tell her that I'm sorry.
I'm so fucking sorry.
[cries]
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Look at me.
You're going to be okay.
You're gonna be fine.
We're almost there.
You're gonna tell her. You're gonna be okay.
Okay?
[Freddy breathing heavily]
Just give me my bag.
[breathing heavily]
Put it here.
[zipper zipping]
-Take this. -[Rachel] Okay.
Go sit up front.
[Rachel] Hey.
Okay.
You're gonna be okay.
[sniffles]
[Freddy] Hey.
You got this.
[Rachel sobbing]
I got this.
Everything okay?
Yes.
[footsteps]
[intense music]
[whispers] Everything happens for a reason.
[footsteps]
You got this.
[car door opens]
[car doors closing]
[Freddy grunts]
[intense music]
Last stop, Cairo.
[suspenseful music]
[Freddy coughing]
Rachel.
Thanks.
I've gotta get you out of here.
He's a very bad person and I've gotta protect you.
You can trust me.
Good girl. Let's go.
[bus door opens]
Go ahead.
You too. Get out of here.
You with him?
Yes.
[Vic] Run along, sweetheart.
Ah!
Not you.
[Will] Rach.
[Vic] Don't worry about her. Just open the bag.
[Will] Rach.
Where you going?
[Vic] I said open the fucking bag.
Why?
[gun fired]
[thud as body falls]
[Vic] Make sure it's all there.
[intense music]
[emotional music]
[Freddy moaning]
[Freddy coughing]
[breath rattling]
[Vic gasps] Oh!
[phone beeps]
Oh, yeah.
[in Spanish] Yes, listen we got the shipment back.
[in English] I'm not going with you.
[emotional music]
I'm not going with you, Vic.
[Vic] Oh, baby.
[sniffles]
[footsteps]
We good?
[Vic sniffles]
Get him the fuck out of here.
[Freddy groaning]
[Vic] No.
No.
[Freddy groaning]
[footsteps]
[Vic crying]
[Coco speaking in foreign language]
What the fuck? It's some fucking bullshit.
This is fucking bullshit.
Huh?
What the fuck.
What the fuck is this?
[in Spanish] Motherfucker... he's missing 100 grand.
[in Spanish] He's fucked us!
[gun cocks]
[gun fired]
[train whistles in distance]
[electricity crackling]
["Honey'd Up" by Royce Wood]
♪ In the moment ♪
♪ I was just like anyone else ♪
♪ Not all I could be ♪
♪ Just the model Hope of warmth ♪
♪ Like everyone else ♪
♪ In an ark around ♪
♪ The "What will be will be" ♪
[music continues]
[phone ringing]
-[Christine] Hello? -Christine?
[Christine] Who's this?
I'm Rachel.
I'm a friend of Freddy's.
[Christine] He's dead, isn't he?
[Rachel] He asked me to tell you a story.
-["Honey'd Up" by Royce Wood] -♪ Any day now ♪
♪ All this could go down ♪
♪ But I'll go ♪
♪ Where you'll be ♪
♪ And the holy dove would fly ♪
♪ Right into ya, babe ♪
♪ And only dark ♪
♪ Could spotlight me ♪
♪ Only dumb luck got me Clipped to ya, babe ♪
♪ I'm honey'd up ♪
♪ Like a bumblebee ♪
♪ I'm honey'd up ♪
♪ Like a bumblebee ♪
♪ I'm honey'd up ♪
♪ Just like a bumblebee ♪
♪ I'm honey'd up ♪
♪ Like a bumblebee ♪
♪ And the nightbird warns ya ♪
♪ Don't try anyone else ♪
♪ Than who you should be ♪
♪ But in the morning ♪
♪ I'm still lost Like everyone else ♪
♪ But you're all hunger ♪
♪ And raw sweet bravery ♪
♪ Any day now ♪
♪ This could be drowned ♪
♪ Any day now ♪
♪ You'll doubt me ♪
♪ Any day now ♪
♪ All this could go down ♪
♪ But I'll go ♪
♪ Where you'll be ♪
♪ And the holy dove ♪
♪ Would fly right into ya Babe ♪
♪ And only dark ♪
♪ Could spotlight me ♪
♪ Only dumb luck Got me clipped to ya, babe ♪
♪ I'm honey'd up ♪
♪ Like a bumblebee ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
[♪♪♪♪♪]