[CLOCK TICKING]
MAN: Youâ€™re looking to make a deposit?
Yeah.
Great. I can help you over here.
No need waiting in line, right?
Please. Thanks.
So do you have a savings account with us?
A checking account?
No, I donâ€™t.
Just want to deposit for cash.
Okay. We can do that too.
And while weâ€™re at it, I hope youâ€™ll let me tell you
about our new free checking account.
I just donâ€™t have the time today. Iâ€™m sorry.
Totally cool. I understand. Youâ€™re a busy man.
Letâ€™s get you out of here.
What I need to see from you is that check then.
Thank you...
Mr. Orr.
The Trencherman. Whatâ€™s that?
Itâ€™s a bar.
In the art district.
Oh. Are you a--
Are you a bartender?
Yeah.
I love a good Mai Tai. Do you make a good Mai Tai?
I canâ€™t have them as much as I used to.
Canâ€™t spring up in the morning like I once could, you know?
Are you okay, Mr. Orr?
Yeah. Iâ€™m just, uh--
Itâ€™s warm. Oh.
Sorry, yeah.
The-- The ACâ€™s been in and out all day.
Iâ€™ve called the guy four times.
Not the day to wear your sweater vest to work.
Let me grab you a water.
No, no, Iâ€™m fine. I insist.
Itâ€™s no trouble.
Jesus Christ.
Ah, Jesus Christ, what am I doing? What am I doing?
What am I doing?
Nice and cold.
Thanks.
All right, Mr. Orr.
557.74
coming right up.
Thatâ€™s one. Two.
Three, four, 500.
Forty,
50,
55, 56, 57,
and...
50, 60, 70...
One, two, three,
and four cents.
Now, before I let you out of my grasp,
I need to tell you about our free checking.
Our free checking has 50 free checks the first year.
A hundred free checks the second year.
Weâ€™ll deposit a hundred dollars in your account
just for signing up.
And you get this free pen.
Itâ€™s actually a really nice pen. I donâ€™t want a pen.
Pen on one side and on this sideâ€™s a screwdriver.
Itâ€™s great for sunglasses. I donâ€™t want the pen.
Okay.
Your nameâ€™s Leslie, right?
Howâ€™d you guess?
Leslie Brewer. Youâ€™re the manager here.
You have been for five years.
You live in West Hollywood off of Gardner Street.
You drive a Prius.
Do you know who I am?
Jacob Orr.
Why Iâ€™m here.
I was hoping...
free checking.
Before now. Before...
I just walked through that door.
We had never met before.
You have no idea who I am.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Are you all right, Mr. Orr?
[GULPING]
Can I get you another water?
No, thank you.
Ahem. Thank you.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[PHONE RINGING]
Max.
Buddy. Hey.
What was that message last night?
Huh?
I played a prank on you?
I was pretty faded last night. Iâ€™m not sure what happened.
Never mind.
Hey, bro, you all right?
Whatâ€™s going on?
Iâ€™m fine. Iâ€™m, uh...
Iâ€™m at the bank.
Why donâ€™t you come play hooky?
Come out on the boat with us tonight?
Canâ€™t.
Oh, man. Come on, canâ€™t you, uh,
change shifts or something?
No. If itâ€™s a matter of money,
Iâ€™ll cover whatever your loss would be.
I gotta go.
[GROANS]
[PANTING]
[PHONE VIBRATING]
Hello? Avery...
Jacob?
Help.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Is she doing okay?
How you doing, sweet pea? You all right?
Yeah?
Daddyâ€™s gonna take us somewhere safe.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Shit.
Is that for us?
I donâ€™t know.
Ian. IAN: Itâ€™s okay.
Mommy. No, no, no. Itâ€™s okay, sweetie.
Mommy. Itâ€™s okay, sweetie.
Itâ€™s okay. Itâ€™s gonna be all right.
Itâ€™s gonna be fine, sweetheart.
I thought you said they couldnâ€™t track the car.
They canâ€™t. It must be something else.
Mommy. Itâ€™s okay, sweetie.
Sweetie. Itâ€™s okay. Mommy.
Itâ€™s okay, itâ€™s okay.
[ELLIE WHIMPERING]
[RADIO CHATTER]
Daddy. Daddy. Itâ€™s okay, itâ€™s okay. Shh.
Look at me. Look at me. Itâ€™s gonna be okay.
Nobodyâ€™s gonna take you. Not today. Not ever.
You understand?
Itâ€™s gonna be the three of us from now on out. Okay?
Nothingâ€™s gonna change that.
Okay? Just breathe, baby. Itâ€™s okay.
Itâ€™s gonna be fine. LAURA: Shh, shh, shh.
Hello.
License, registration, and proof of insurance.
Yeah.
[WHIMPERING] Shh.
Everything okay back there?
Yeah.
She just doesnâ€™t like the lights, thatâ€™s all.
It scares her. Can I ask what this is about?
Where you heading today?
Itâ€™s in my right to ask what this is about.
OFFICER: Where are you headed today?
IAN: To the mountains.
Family getaway.
You might wanna get that taillight fixed.
Could be a hazard up here.
Especially when it gets dark.
I didnâ€™t realize it was out. Thank you.
Iâ€™m not gonna cite you today, but next time I see you...
it better be fixed.
Yes, maâ€™am.
Safe travels, Mr. Sampson.
Thank you.
[RADIO CHATTER]
Whoâ€™s Mr. Sampson? IAN: Me.
And you are Mrs. Sampson.
Mrs. Jodie and Mr. Carl Sampson.
And this is our daughter, Madison.
And everything was okay.
LAURA: Can I have a look at them?
Yeah.
Where did you get these?
Sometimes it pays to know bad people.
Are we bad people?
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[WHISPERS] No, sweetie.
[SIREN WAILING]
Iâ€™m taking you to the hospital. No.
You saw what happened to that guy.
They killed him.
Did you take anything?
Any pills?
What were you doing?
I went to the bank.
Went to see the, uh,
the guy in the photo.
[BRAKES SCREECH]
Stop, stop. Iâ€™m not going in there, okay?
Breathe on me.
Let me smell your breath.
Iâ€™m not drunk.
Breathe on me.
[EXHALES]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Where did you get this?
At the bank.
Iâ€™ll be right back. Where are you going?
Iâ€™m gonna get some Dimercaprol,
then Iâ€™m gonna get you out of here.
Son of a bitch.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Shit are you...?
What happened to him? Is he wasted?
Heâ€™s sick. Heâ€™s very sick.
Think he was poisoned. KING: With what?
Arsenic. KING: Arsenic. Isnâ€™t that--
Isnâ€™t that, like, bad? AVERY: Yes, itâ€™s bad.
Do you have any ipecac?
What? AVERY: Syrup of ipecac.
KING: I donâ€™t even know what that is.
Drink it. Drink as much as you can.
[VOMITING]
Get some water. Fast.
Iâ€™m kind of crippled.
[VOMITING CONTINUES]
Oh. Drink more.
Drink more of this, okay?
[VOMITS]
AVERY: Heâ€™ll need a couple more shots later.
But youâ€™re gonna be okay.
[GROANING]
Thank you.
Any change and Iâ€™m calling an ambulance.
Iâ€™ll be fine.
You okay, bro?
Yeah.
What happened with that guy in the photo?
Guy in the photo. Heh-heh-heh.
Fucking poisoned me.
Son of a bitch.
Hey, King.
Can you give us a second?
Are you gonna bone? JACOB: King.
Iâ€™m out.
[SIGHS]
Iâ€™ll get you some water.
[GRUNTING]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Is Jacob home?
[SIGHS]
The other night at the hospital.
You said you believed me.
Why?
There was this guy who came in to the ER
a few nights ago with a gunshot to the knee.
And he said something about this game.
And he confided in me.
And he told me about the box,
the gun, the photo.
All the same things.
And how he was...
How he was supposed to kill someone.
Do you remember his name?
Iâ€™d have to check the hospital records.
[DOOR OPENS]
King?
Hi.
Oh, Iâ€™m sorry.
Are we interrupting some intimate times in here?
[CHUCKLES]
Hi.
So I noticed your bulge at the bank
but, uh, I assumed you werenâ€™t happy to see me.
I wasnâ€™t gonna use it.
Oh. Why not?
[KING GRUNTS]
LESLIE: Thatâ€™s all right. Heâ€™s okay.
Iâ€™m sure he falls all the time.
Rule 1 in making it in this game:
Donâ€™t just try to survive. Try to win.
Did you know that a mountain lion pounces with such force
that heâ€™ll kill you before you even hit the ground?
May I put this here?
Donâ€™t wanna get it dirty.
Yet, if heâ€™s hunting you, and you turn around and shout,
well, heâ€™ll stop. Better yet,
get on your tippy-toes and put your hands way up high
and heâ€™ll wonder how big you can actually get--
Stay!
Stay.
Or better yet, throw rocks at him.
Even a tiny little pebble, and heâ€™ll run away.
How long have you been doing it?
LESLIE: Four years, six months,
14 days.
Thatâ€™s when I got my first box.
Your next question: How do you get out of it?
The answer: you donâ€™t.
My advice to everyone is
might as well enjoy the ride.
JACOB: Why donâ€™t you just let them go?
Leslie, this is between you and me.
Yeah, itâ€™s not really like that.
All this is is me making sure
that I kill you
before you have a chance to kill me.
And if I happen to do your pretty friend
and your little gimpity-gimp here,
then, well, themâ€™s the breaks.
You know, the beauty of the game
is that you have this special license.
Nobody can touch you. Itâ€™s fantastic.
In fact, the more killing, the more they like you.
[CHUCKLES]
"They"?
The watchers.
Theyâ€™re watching right now.
You know, right?
You donâ€™t know.
Heh. Theyâ€™re everywhere.
Theyâ€™re here in your web camera on your computer
or, you know, devices. All over the place.
And, oh, I bet thereâ€™s a camera in there.
Hi.
Sure someone set it up before you even got your first box.
You see, Iâ€™m kind of a big deal to them.
Iâ€™m kind of a, hmm,
a Brad Pitt or a Neil Patrick Harris. Heh.
So what?
Youâ€™re just gonna shoot us?
Mmm, yeah.
Yeah, thatâ€™s the plan.
JACOB: Sounds like a great idea.
I mean, but whereâ€™s the showmanship in that?
I mean, think about it. Facts are facts.
Guns are for pussies.
No.
Guns are for winners. For killers.
They only give the Desert Eagle out to people
that have killed 10 or more.
[SIGHS]
Just saying.
I mean, Iâ€™m already half-dead.
You know, thanks to you because you poisoned me.
Which I do have to admit, that was pretty good.
Thanks.
JACOB: So what do you think they want?
I mean, these watchers.
Want a great show.
Not some simple little gun.
You know, masculine.
They like what I do. They like me.
Iâ€™m number one at the box office, bitch.
Itâ€™s weak. They love me.
This is my time to shine. This is where I live.
This is where Iâ€™m big-time. This isnâ€™t for you,
this is for me, this is for them!
Iâ€™m a big, bright, fucking shining star!
[LESLIE GROANING]
[GUN CLICKING]
No!
[CHOKING]
[GRUNTING]
[GRUNTS THEN GASPS]
[COUGHING]
[BOTH GRUNTING]
[LESLIE COUGHING]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[PANTING]
Iâ€™m thirsty.
[CAN OPENS]
Jacob...
Jacob, you should sit down. Youâ€™re still in shock.
I just killed someone.
AVERY: He wouldâ€™ve killed you.
And me and your brother.
You didnâ€™t have a choice.
I took a life.
[PANTING]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
You didnâ€™t have a choice.
JACOB: Give me your phone.
AVERY: Why?
JACOB: Call the police.
Jake, you sure thatâ€™s a good idea?
Thatâ€™s what you do when you kill someone.
KING: Screw that!
They could put you away for that.
It was self defense.
You bashed the guyâ€™s head in.
Like, a lot.
[LOUD KNOCKING ON DOOR]
MAN: Police. Open up. What the shit?
Howâ€™d they get here so fast? Quiet.
Jake. Jake, wait. Wait. Jake.
Fuck.
[BANGING ON DOOR]
KING: What are we gonna do?
Fire escape. We can go out the fire escape.
Then what?
I donâ€™t know.
Jake, you canâ€™t go to jail. I wonâ€™t.
I canâ€™t end up in foster care.
Okay, okay.
Itâ€™s gonna be fine. Itâ€™s gonna be all right.
Iâ€™m not going anywhere.
Youâ€™re not going anywhere.
You just gotta trust me.
[BANGING ON DOOR]
OFFICER: Last warning!
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Listen--
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
JACOB: He broke into our home.
He put a gun to my brotherâ€™s head.
Are you even listening?
In case you need to reach me.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
Is that it?
[DOOR LOCKS]
Did that just happen?
Those were real police, right?
AVERY: Those were real EMTs.
I work with those guys.
Are they a part of this?
[CLEARS THROAT]
Is everyone a part of this?
Are you okay? Yeah, Iâ€™m just dizzy.
Youâ€™re gonna need another shot.
IAN: Remember that convertible we had?
The one we took to Yosemite.
Top wouldnâ€™t go up.
Driving through the park at night.
Freezing our asses off.
We drove through the entire park.
Yeah, we had to go through the entire thing.
God, that ranger getting us lost in there.
If I find that guy, I can kill him.
I canâ€™t stop thinking about his face.
I know.
Itâ€™s just-- I know.
Almost done.
Look at me.
Okay. One more shot tomorrow, and you should be good to go.
You know, maybe you should just leave it here.
You know, you should get out of here.
Do you have any idea what youâ€™re getting yourself into?
Do you?
I really donâ€™t want to be alone right now.
Top dresser drawer.
Take whatever fits.
You can shower first if you want.
No, go ahead.
I have to-- I have to call work.
Okay. I can do that.
Iâ€™ll text you after.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[WATER RUNNING]
Sorry.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[BOTH PANTING]
[BOTH MOAN]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Be right back.
Whatâ€™s going on?
Weâ€™re here, honey.
You okay? Yeah.
Weâ€™re home.
Raj said the guy had a generator, so...
Hey, thisâ€™ll work, right?
Yeah.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
JACOB: Who is he?
AVERY: Itâ€™s okay now.
Doesnâ€™t look okay.
He wonâ€™t come near me.
He wonâ€™t have to.
Youâ€™ll go back.
[JACOB SIGHS]
JACOB: My mom tried to leave, like, a dozen times.
I was...
I was a teenager.
King was like 5, 6.
My folks would argue.
My dad would have his drinks.
And theyâ€™d start in.
I always knew when it was coming.
I mean, theyâ€™d always argue, but when he got that way...
I always knew what was coming.
So Iâ€™d grab King...
Iâ€™d take him into the garage.
We had this, uh...
This old PlayStation.
Just turn the volume up real loud
so he wouldnâ€™t hear what was going on.
You know whatâ€™s funny?
Weâ€™d be out in the garage
just beating the shit out of people on TV.
Bruises would heal, and she would come back.
She always came back.
[CLEARS THROAT]
King?
You okay?
Mm-hm.
You sure?
We can talk about this if you want.
Iâ€™m fine. Swear to God.
Whatâ€™s this?
Averyâ€™s, arenâ€™t they?
No, Avery drives a Ford.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Be right back.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[CAR BEEPS]
[CAR BEEPS AND UNLOCKS]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
JACOB: You know...
if you sell this car,
halfway to your surgery.
Who knows what theyâ€™ll give me after this box?
How do you know youâ€™re going to get anything?
I donâ€™t.
Just open it.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[SIGHS]
[JACOB OPENS BOX]
[BOX TICKING]
[CLICKING]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]