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(RUNNING)
(ROCK MUSIC)
(CAR HONKS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(ROCK SONG)
(GUITAR PLAYING)
Jimmy! Jimmy.
Can you go get your father, please?
And where did you get that?
-The barbecue. -The barbecue.
The barbecue.
-Go get him. -Where is dad?
Upstairs.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
What's your name, kid?
Jimmy.
It’s nice to meet you, Jimmy.
Who was that?
Nobody.
So, what do you think?
Here?
Or...
Here?
You know,
one day, all this, is for you.
Can we get a pool?
Sure.
When it’s yours.
Because I don’t feel safe.
You don’t seem to realize that.
I really don’t like it. I have a bad feeling in my stomach.
We need to get rid of him, now!
Fine. I said I was going to get rid of him.
Yes, you did. You said so an hour ago and he’s still here.
Why do you keep doing this?
Why do you have to undermine the fact that this is important to me?
(LAUGHTER)
-Why can’t you do it? -Cause he’s not here right now.
He is. He’s in the car and he’s coming.
And he’s going to be here.
When he gets here, I want you to get rid of him.
Now. Get rid of him, now.
-I will. -Thank you.
(GUNSHOTS AND SCREAMING)
Jimmy, get inside. Get inside.
(CAR LEAVING WITH SPEED)
It’s OK, Jimmy.
(CAR WON'T START)
(SINGING IN A FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Good?
Four.
-Out of? -Twenty.
Getting better.
What did I miss?
Four customers.
All day?
Jimmy, you 've got to try this.
Come on.
No. What is it?
It's new. Come on, man.
Come on, take it.
WOW!
Nice of you to show up.
You’re late for your shift.
The door was stuck.
Stuck?
Well, how'd you get in?
The back.
Oh!
Okay.
Well...
I'm off.
Did you clean the filter?
Uh...
Yeah.
Hmm...
Show me.
Does that look clean to you?
Yeah.
Hey. Hey.
(SHAKES THE DOOR)
Yeah, OK. I've got it. I've got it.
Hi. Welcome.
This place is impossible to access.
Uh, yeah. I’m sorry about the door.
We’re fixing it.
Anywhere you like.
I meant the highway.
Mara, menu, please.
What's with the barrier?
Uh... Yeah, that's temporary.
What do you mean, temporary?
We're dealing with it.
-Really? -Yes, really.
Okay, I don't care. Um...
Brazil?
Too many mosquitoes.
Poland?
Too cold.
(WHISTLING)
What’s wrong with the sign?
There's nothing wrong with the sign.
Iceland?
Not enough people.
Scotland?
Can't understand a word they say.
Egypt?
Too much sand.
(SERVICE BELL RINGS)
Did you get it?
The permits.
What did they say?
Add lights, every two and a half meters.
Cars have lights.
And ten.
Ten?
Thousand.
For the entrance.
And another ten for the exit.
Bastards.
(LOUD THUD)
(COUGH)
You guys good?
-Abi? -Yeah.
-Mara? -I’m okay.
What is this place?
Are you trying to fucking kill me?
You should burn this fucking shithole.
(SOFT MUSIC)
A guy goes to a doctor.
And he says... “Doc, doc.”
“I've got amnesia”.
Doc says... “What you got”?
He said... “What I got”?
(LAUGHTER)
It’s funny, right?
Why aren’t you laughing?
Can I have one?
No.
You always say no.
What?
Is this about the filter?
Eh, no.
If it's about the ceiling, I know a guy who knows a guy...
It’s not about the ceiling.
When my grandfather came to this country, he had nothing.
He built this place with his own two hands. And he told my father,
hard work and careful planning.
That's all you need.
Look, you guys aren't stupid.
It doesn't take a genius to realize
people don't come here anymore.
Since we lost access to the highway, it’s gotten worse.
I think about what my granddad would say
if he were here now.
He wouldn't recognize it, you know?
It's not the place he once knew.
Nicko knew him.
-I knew him. -Wasn’t he a great man?
Asshole.
Why are we talking about your asshole grandfather?
Because, Jimmy...
is closing the diner.
The bank’s taking it.
I need something stronger.
Wait, wait, wait...
When did this happen?
Jimmy, tell me.
Tell me this, man.
Let me ask you something.
Which bank?
Is it the national one?
No, it's not the national one.
Isn’t there something we could do?
Why do you care? It's a shitty job anyway.
-It's not a shitty job. -It is.
See? The old man agrees with me.
-I love my job. -I'm not an old man.
-Yes, you are. -I could do more shifts if it'd help.
Didn't you hear him? There are no more shifts. He's closing it.
Is he?
I think he is.
I don't know.
Nicko?
Is he dead?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Stay where you are.
Don't do anything stupid.
Jimmy, you good?
Phone. Phone. Phone.
-Where's the phone? -What? You gonna call the cops?
-No, the fire department. -Good, good, good, good.
-Jimmy.... -What are you going to say?
-Abi. -Jimmy. Don’t.
How much you think this is?
A million?
That's not a million.
Well, it's a lot.
Yeah, it's a lot.
-Don't touch it. -I'm not.
You are.
Find anything?
No.
Do you think it's a million?
Whatever it is, it's not yours.
Well, it's not his anymore.
What are we going to do about this?
Why don't we keep it?
-The body? -No, the bag.
-What about the body? -Yeah, what about the body?
MARA: What about the body?
What do you mean what about the body?
(CAR APPROACHING)
It's...
Just tourists.
I'm going to tell them to leave.
Do something.
Hi. Hi.
Sorry. No, we're closed.
There's another station 40 kilometers from here.
(IN SPANISH) I'm sorry we don't understand. Do you need something?
Tell him we don't speak English.
No English.
Nothing?
-Nada? -Yes, do you speak Spanish?
No.
Um...
El restoranto...
Yes, the restaurant?
...Closetto.
-Closetto? -Is he a moron?
Bathroom?
Toilet!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... This way. This way. Come. All right.
Mister?
-No! -Why not?
Because...
El toaleto full of shito!
Full of shit!
Look sir, either you let my family use the bathroom or we’ll...
Jimmy!
What do they want?
To piss.
Come. Come. It's okay.
You sure?
Yeah. Come.
We did something.
Yeah. Okay. Yeah. Yeah.
This way.
Sorry, there’s another bathroom inside.
Abi, we need to make them leave right now.
-What did you do with the body? -We took care of it.
-What do you mean? -Don't worry. We took care of it.
Don’t tell me not to fucking worry, there were...
Don’t! Worry!
-Hola. -Hola.
Go wait by the bathroom. Don't look in.
-Do you want something? -Yes, a soda.
(WHISPERS) Where’s the body?
What?
(A LITTLE LOUDER) Where’s the...
-Hello, darling. -Hi.
-That's it? -Yes.
Five.
(DOOR CREAKS)
(PLATE BREAKS)
Opa.
He's Greek.
Tradition.
Opa.
Opa!
Stop it what are you doing?
Thank you.
Let’s go family.
Thanks for the pee.
-Yes. -Bye
Yes.
Bye
So what are we going to do with him?
It's not only him.
Jesus.
Christ.
Are they?
They are.
Fuck.
And that guy?
And that guy.
What are you doing?
We should call the cops.
Agreed.
Keep the bag.
Call the cops.
Tell them there are two...
-Three dead bodies. -Four dead bodies.
The cops come,
they investigate.
We give them a burger, kiss their ass,
they leave.
What are you talking about?
We're not going to do anything.
Listen, we give them a burger,
we kiss their ass, they leave.
Where is he going?
What are you doing?
It's a shit idea.
You got a better one?
We wait.
Wait?
Wait for what?
Look, maybe with the money, we can fix the place up and...
And what, Jimmy?
I love this place as much as you do, but when the cops come,
and they don't find anything, they'll know.
And once they know,
whoever owes the money will also know.
And once they know,
we're all going to been fucked.
Or worse.
Are you listening to me?
-I've got it. -No. Whatever you’re thinking, no.
-Turn off the lights. -Hey!
Shut the blinds.
We change clothes.
Yeah, Abi, you too.
We grab some shovels.
Put the bodies in the car.
Fuck! Don’t forget the other one.
Nicko, you clean up.
And then we’ll drive them somewhere quiet.
Somewhere no one will find them.
Somewhere out of the way.
And we dig.
Keep the money, pay the bank, fix the ceiling.
Back in business.
So what do we think?
No.
Forget about it.
My plan was better, but, whatever.
Guys, this is wrong.
We should call the cops.
-You can't. -It’s illegal.
Abi, I have a chance to save this place that my grandfather...
We know!
So who would I be if I didn't take it?
Hmm?
I can keep the restaurant running.
You guys can keep your jobs. Nicko, a place to live.
Jimmy!
Illegal!
Yeah, but it's right.
I don't want to go to jail.
You won't.
No one will know. It'll be like nothing ever happened.
So what it's going to be?
What's the bank going to say?
One day you cannot afford to pay your bills and then... Wooo!
You have money! Magically!
Yeah, I haven't got that far, yet.
Jimmy...
Have you ever been to jail?
Uh, uh.
Have you?
No, but I don't want to go.
-So I'm calling the cops. -Abi!
Do you want to go to jail?
I'll do it.
Thank you, Nicko.
Thank you, Nicko! Nicko!
Nobody's calling the cops.
Wow.
Look at that.
I guess we are going with the plan.
Abi!
He threw my phone and you said nothing.
I’m sorry about your phone. I didn't know he was going to do that.
-What are you doing? -Huh?
Cleaning.
I was...
Cleaning the road.
Look,
I'm sorry. I know this is a lot to ask, but...
we'll figure it out.
So why don't we call the police?
We can't.
We ca...
Do you think I like the police?
Just play out in your head.
Okay? It's a fucking massacre in there.
Calling the police would just make it ten times worse.
If we're careful.
And we will be.
No one will know.
We just need to stick together, okay?
No more running off into the night.
Come on, they're waiting for us.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You could travel the world with this thing.
You selling?
Not for sale.
Come on.
I have money now. Name your price.
Come on.
Not for sale.
Come on. Anything.
Say anything.
(PHONE VIBRATES)
-Your phone. -It's not mine.
(PHONE VIBRATES)
I thought it wasn't yours.
It is now.
Well who is it then?
Crazy old man.
You in?
You owe me a new phone.
I'll buy you ten.
What's up, guys?
Gloves?
There.
I'm thinking South Africa.
Safari.
Or Germany.
Beer. Nice.
Uh... Come on, Nicko. Pick something.
ABI: -Take your pick. MARA: -Come on!
Siberia.
EVERYONE: -Siberia! MARA: -Okay.
What about you?
Why did you keep that?
Come on, dude. Pick something.
None of you give a fuck about the diner.
Stay here, play your stupid game.
Go to Siberia. I don't care.
I’ve got bodies to deal with.
MARA: Abi, hurry up.
OK, I’m a cook. I'm not CIA.
-Come on. -Yeah.
Okay.
ABI: -Hold it. MARA: -Okay.
-Abi, grab another bag. -Yeah.
Free ride.
Stop playing.
Jesus.
ABI: Nicko.
Hmm?
Can I ask you a question?
No.
What happened to Jimmy's parents?
Some say that
he owed money to the wrong people.
Police says that
maybe it was some junkies.
I don't know.
Come on, his legs.
Got the legs?
Hold it.
Got the legs.
All right, put him down.
Yeah.
What do you think happened?
All I know is that
it was me and him, ever since.
He's a good boy.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
JIMMY: Hurry the fuck up, assholes!
-He is. -Uh huh...
I'm getting...
something.
You okay?
I'm fine.
Move it.
What?
Nicko told us what happened.
And?
I'm sorry.
It is what it is.
But you never say anything.
-Why do you care? -Hey. Hey.
I don’t just grill cheese, man.
I'm asking you as a friend.
I don’t need friends.
Just help me move them.
What you think I'm doing?
ABI: -Doesn’t work. MARA: -Doesn’t work?
ABI: -Let’s get the bodies inside. MARA: -Alright, hold your breath.
Guys?
Guys!
Still legal?
I'm getting Nicko.
Stay here. Don't do anything stupid.
Fucking hell.
Hey!
Nicko!
What?
Are you taking a dump?
Helps me think.
What's up?
Whatever. Hurry up, we found another bag.
-Drugs. -What?
Fuck, Jimmy. Fuck.
Drugs. What?
Wait.
Just. Jimmy.
Jimmy stay there, wait.
Coming.
-Where is it? -In one of the cars.
This changes things.
Yeah, you're right.
How much does coke sell for?
What are you talking about?
Jesus.
-What are you doing? -Nothing.
What is this?
Contingency plan.
I don't understand.
The shitheads are going to be here any second now.
I'm tired of their bullshit.
We're going to take hold of the situation, okay?
The old man's acting weird.
He didn't pick up his phone.
He's weird because he didn't pick up his phone?
No, because he doesn't give two shits about us.
-Don't say that. He cares. -Cares?
We leave, you and me.
-What? -You go.
And tell them to drive the bodies wherever the fuck they want.
That's when we leave.
Tonight.
It's not safe here any more.
What are you talking about? Go where?
Anywhere but here.
I’m not leaving.
Wake up.
Drugs don't go missing.
They’re not missing.
Everyone's fucking dead.
You saw it yourself. It's perfect.
No one's coming.
It's drugs, Jimmy.
Drugs!
Someone always comes.
Go and pack your stuff.
You want to go?
Go.
I'm staying.
I have a chance.
I'm taking it.
This...
This is a lot.
Yeah.
And it's ours.
I'm thinking Hawaii.
I'm thinking jail.
How much is it?
Hi.
How much?
Two and a half.
And another two and a half,
equals five.
OK, bring it in here.
-Rat. -Shut up.
Good shit.
I say we keep it.
Definitely keeping it.
Five kilos?
We are not selling.
Yes, we are.
Here's what we do.
We go to the bridge.
We find a dealer.
Hey, I’m the dealer.
-At the bridge? -Aha, near the border.
You're going to find dealer tonight?
-At the border. -Yeah.
-We selling? -Yeah.
Doubling the money.
We’re gonna be rich.
You’re gonna to be dead. We are not selling.
Okay, listen. Hear me out.
We get the bodies in their cars.
Again, don’t forget the other one.
We take the back road.
And we drive far.
Really far.
We douse them...
And we light them up.
Save the diner.
Split the rest.
And how are we supposed to get back?
We walk.
-We walk? -Yeah.
Walk.
Where’d she go?
No, like within the next hour.
No, I need you now.
No, I can't tell you over the phone.
Yeah, just the usual 20.
Yeah. So you're going to go through the bridge...
-Mara! -Through the tunnel...
Yeah, left.
Left again.
Yeah. Okay.
See you soon. Okay. All right.
Okay, bye.
Who was that?
-My dealer. -Your dealer?
Yeah. Don't worry about it.
Were you not just listening? I've got a whole thing...
I heard your plan. Congratulations!
Gold star to you and your imaginary criminal friend.
There isn't going to be anyone on the bridge, you idiot.
You don't know that.
You run a diner, dude.
Nicko's a janitor,
And Abi... Well...
It’s Abi.
Okay, fine.
Who is he?
-She. -She?
She, yeah.
Women can’t be dealers?
That's not what I said.
Whatever, she's interested.
She's on her way.
You can't bring her here. It's too fucking dangerous.
There are four dead bodies in the parking lot,
and there's enough cocaine to kill a small horse.
I think we're past dangerous.
Funny. Can we trust her?
She's a dealer, Jimmy, not a pediatrician.
Look,
if you get an off vibe, it's off.
Okay?
Good enough for you, boss?
Keep this between us.
I don't want the old man to fuck this up.
Fine.
Still my fucking plan.
(CAR STOPS)
(CAR HONK)
One thing in life is certain, baby.
Sex sells.
Women need to get it on as much as anyone else.
And if their husbands aren’t doing their jobs right,
they pay visit to Mama and her boys.
They love a man in uniform.
Firemen, sailors...
And if they're looking for something extra special,
I introduce them to the Python.
This is Mama.
Enchante (Delighted)
150 and my cut is 40%.
60,000?
-Oui. -For the help?
Let Mama tell you how this works.
I'll make some phone calls.
And in four days, maybe five,
I'll have 90,000 just for you
and your little family here.
If someone offered me 90,000
without me having to lift a finger,
I would say merci beaucoup, cherie. (Thank you so much darling.)
Let Mama take care of things.
And you sit tight,
like a good boy.
Now,
what do you say to Mama?
The drugs stay.
Here?
Mm hmm.
Here.
If I don't have them,
how am I supposed to sell them?
They stay...
-Here! -Oh!
You got balls.
I like men with balls.
And your cut is 30%.
-35. -31.
33.
What’s up, big boy?
Do I need to move you?
Cherie, walk.
Was that okay?
Great.
You nailed it.
Tony Montana.
What just happened?
Why did you do that? I told you not to.
Do, what?
Don't play dumb.
You lowballed them.
It’s part of business, cherie.
Just stick to what we said.
You promised me.
What's the problem?
They're my friends.
Please.
Friends?
What do you need friends for?
You should only care for one person.
And that person is you, honey.
Fuck the rest.
Speaking of...
Python time.
Fuck the rest.
She scares me.
-Should we get... -I’m here.
Where you’ve been?
Doing the work.
(CAR TURNS ON ENGINE)
What's going on?
...like a good boy.
You did, what?
A dealer?
If she’s a dealer then I’m the fucking pope.
Fuck.
How could you be so stupid?
Tell Mara to call it off.
Now!
Do you know any dealers?
No, I don't.
So what then?
She'll sell it for us. Make more money.
Trust me.
How's the cleanup going?
It’s going.
I trust you, Jimmy.
I don't trust her.
-Which one? -Neither.
Abi, go get the cars.
Abi, stay.
Abi, go.
-Go! -Stay!
-Abi, go! -Abi, stay!
Woof!
Go, stay, go, stay, go, stay...
Bag.
What's wrong with you?
Nothing's wrong with me.
What?
Stick to the plan.
Everything will be fine.
Stop acting like you fucking know everything.
Okay, boss.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Fuck!
Keys.
Okay.
Let's go.
(MUSIC WITH BEAT)
Is this Mama going to be a problem?
No.
She wants money, too.
Good.
Change of plan.
We're going to the marina.
Other one.
Is that good?
(CAR ENGINE)
(PHONE VIBRATES)
Not bad.
Not bad at all.
This is still illegal.
ABI: if you could choose anything in the world, anything at all,
what would it be?
JIMMY: It’s always the diner.
Jesus Christ.
Anybody got a tissue?
Jesus.
-All good? -Anyone see you?
No.
Should be fine.
There’s hot water in the shower.
Go clean up.
(HONK HONK HONK)
(PHONE VIBRATES)
They just came and left?
Well, have a good evening, then.
Get the tracker.
Leave no trace behind.
(ROCK MUSIC)
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
We're closed.
Good morning, officer.
Good morning?
Good evening, officer.
Good evening.
Yeah.
What do we have here?
Here?
-Mhmm. -Sorry, we have a...
A party. Celebration.
Private. My birthday.
Congratulations.
ID?
Thank you very much.
Your ID.
Oh, I have this.
I have...
that.
It says here 4th of May.
Mm...
Hmm.
You know it’s not the 4th of May, right?
Mm...
You know it’s November,
right?
So,
are you open?
We are...
open?
(FOOD SIZZLING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC WITH SUSPENSE)
How much?
On the house.
Big house.
The three of you work here?
Yeah.
Not many burgers to make.
If you say so.
Hands on the wall.
Don't move.
Where's the coke?
What coke?
Where's the coke?
-Fuck you. -Where is the coke?
-It's in there. -Abi!
What? He's got a gun.
Where?
In the kitchen. Inside.
Move.
Move!
Go!
-Where is it? -There.
-Where? -There, there, there.
Is this all?
Get it.
Shit.
Did I kill him?
He's a cop.
What was I supposed to do?
Maybe not trying to kill him because he’s a cop?
Okay, okay, okay, okay...
Okay.
He’ll live.
ABI: Okay. You sure?
Hey! Stop!
NICKO: Grab the chair.
NICKO: Abi.
NICKO: Let’s tie him up.
Okay.
Okay, great.
Great, great, great, great...
We got five kilos of coke.
250.000
And a cop tied in a chair.
Great, great. Great!
Stop saying great.
He knew about the coke.
How the fuck did he know about the coke?
-What? -How did he know about the coke?
What are you talking about?
Abi, did you call the cops?
No.
-No. -Abi, don’t fucking lie to me!
-No, no! -Relax!
How did you know?
He can’t hear you.
We’ve come too far.
What are you doing?
You can't do this.
Fucking say something.
He’s right.
Just leave.
-You don't want to see this. Get out. -Jimmy! Just listen to me.
Get out!
(CRYING)
(GUNSHOT)
MARA: What happened?
ABI: Guys, say something. What happened?
NICKO: -It's fake. MARA: -What?
-What? NICKO: -It's a fake gun.
MARA: -What do you mean it’s fake? -It's fake.
-What? NICKO: -It shoots blanks.
MARA: Stop!
Guys, stop. Stop, stop, stop!
(GUNSHOTS)
Mama's Python?
-What? -What?
What?
ABI: -You good? -Yeah.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Guys, it's very tight.
Look what you've done.
That's not my fault.
I had nothing to do with this.
So...
What do you suggest to do now, huh?
-Let me go. -Let him go?
-Kill him? -No, no, no, no, no, no, no...
No! Shut up.
-You can't kill me. -Let me think.
We're not going to kill you.
-Let me go. -Shut up.
-Let me go, let me go... -Shut up.
-Let me go, let me go, let me go... -Shut up.
-Let me go, let me go... -Shut up.
-I won’t say anything to your moth... -Shut up.
Shut up.
What are you doing?
Say that again.
It's not important. It doesn't matter.
Say that again.
Mama,
is her mother?
Yes, It's her mother.
That woman
is your mother?
See, Jimmy?
This mama
is your mother.
Wait.
Let me explain. I had no idea.
I swear, guys, I swear.
Get out.
-What? -Get!
Out!
You got this stupid bitch and she fucked us over
and it’s your fault.
I had nothing to do with this.
-Get out. -I did this for us.
Get,
out. Now!
Abi?
Jimmy?
Just go.
Where's my cut?
Ask your mother.
-Whoa! What are you doing? -I’ll shoot your leg.
-My leg? -Yeah, your leg.
-Why shoot my leg? -So you won't die.
Where are the bags?
-Mara... -Where are the bags?
Mara.
Put your gun down.
-Seriously? -Yeah.
No.
I don't know.
Wha...
What are we doing?
Why are we fighting? Is this just about the money?
EVERYONE: Yes!
This is our home.
We're a team.
We're supposed to love each other, not fight like animals.
This is stupid. This is so stupid. We are stupid.
You know what?
Fuck it.
It's pointless, fuck it.
I'm done.
I’m done, take it. Come on.
Abi.
-What? -Jimmy, I'm done.
Okay.
Where are the bags?
Hellooo?
What are you going to do, fucking shoot me?
Don't tempt me.
Fuck!
In the vent, in my office.
Come on, move it.
Let's go.
They are not there.
What?
Going somewhere?
What is this?
Yeah. What's up, Nicko?
Abi, get the bags.
-Jimmy... -Don't, Jimmy me.
So what, you were going to leave, just like that?
Listen...
You were going to leave.
But I didn’t.
When were you going to mention this?
Hmm?
You weren’t, were you?
-Coward. -I told you it was dangerous to stay.
I told you that when drugs go missing,
someone always comes looking.
And you didn't listen.
So you listen to me now.
You were going to leave
with our only chance to save this place
and leave us to rot in the dust.
You were meant to be on my team.
-If your parents... -Don’t fucking mention my parents.
You have no right to talk about them.
If your parents
were here,
they would agree with me.
Please.
You, of all people, should know what this place means.
This has nothing to do with the diner, Jimmy.
The fuck does that even mean?
That I don't want you to die,
for something that is already dead.
(CAR APPROACHING)
Get in the van, now.
Abi, give me the bags. Get in the van and be quiet.
Now!
Jimmy...
Stop it, stop it.
Is that theirs?
(PHONE VIBRATES)
Can you hear me well?
Good.
I've had a very lonely day.
Nobody wants to speak with me.
Have I done something wrong?
I call you and you don't answer.
I call my men and they don't answer.
Who am I going to speak to, my wife?
But you see,
then...
The funniest thing happened.
I found my men,
dead.
Now usually they wouldn't bother me.
But I'm upset.
Where the fuck are my drugs?
MARA: Mother fucker.
They came here,
they did their deal
and they left.
That's it.
Nothing else.
Should we hand it over?
No! Jimmy, what's wrong with you?
What’s wrong with... What’s wrong with you?
-What about the diner? -Fuck the diner.
-Fuck the diner? -Fuck the diner.
-Fuck you. -Fuck you too and your diner.
You're fired.
-Shut up. -I quit.
-Give it to me. -No.
Hey. We’re gonna die. We’re gonna die.
-Give it to me. -We’re gonna die.
Who's there?
I love making new friends.
Nobody.
Oh...
Hello!
Loot at that.
-Little Jimmy. -Who's this?
Jimmy, stay inside, please.
No, no, no, please.
Jimmy,
come.
It's lovely to see you.
Nice place, by the way.
Some acquaintances of mine passed by here earlier today.
Did you notice anything?
You couldn't have missed them.
Nice bunch.
They look a lot like
my friends over here.
They came,
they did their deal in the toilets,
and they left.
Okay.
I'm sorry, actually...
Could you tell me one more time what happened?
They came,
they did their deal,
in the toilets, as usual.
They left.
Is that so?
All right, then.
Show me.
Show you, what?
The toilets.
Jimmy, stay there.
No, no. Jimmy, join us, will you?
(DOOR CLOSES)
Abi?
Where's the door?
The door? They...
Took it.
They took it?
Yeah.
Who took it?
Some kids.
How rude.
-Hold on. -Please, it’s not the time.
So, they just left?
Yeah.
And you two have no idea
what happened to my drugs, right?
Right.
I think I understand.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
So you do know.
No, ye... No.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Oh...
In my van.
In the van. In the van.
The drugs are in my van.
Please.
Good.
Now that wasn't so hard, was it?
(LAUGHTER
I always knew
that we would find it in the end.
(GUNSHOT)
What's wrong?
There's a girl.
A girl?
With a rifle.
Give us the bag and we'll be on our way.
I'm not giving you shit.
Where's the old man?
Where is he?
My drugs, please.
Fuck off or I'll shoot you.
Do it.
Shoot him or give him the bag?
Just give it to them.
It's your turn now.
Don't make the same mistakes they did.
I'll be in touch.
(CAR HONKS)
He's inside.
What?
Tied up.
Didn't know what to do with him.
MAMA: You had one job to do.
PYTHON: -Baby, I didn't... MAMA: -You had one job to do.
That's all I asked.
Shut up! Shut up and get in.
PYTHON: Baby.
MAMA: Call me.
Smoke?
I'm sorry about Nicko.
I’ve got nothing left.
I've got nothing.
So what?
I've got nothing too.
Neither does he.
Hey.
What happened?
They left.
You good?
I got the bag.
(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC)
Colombia.
Too scary.
Indonesia?
Too far.
Siberia?
(UPBEAT MUSIC)