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[rock music ¶]
[mid-tempo guitar music ¶]
[Woman singing]
[speaking foreign language]
[ominous music ¶]
[phone ringing]
[ominous music ¶]
[hip hop music ¶]
[music fades]
[folky music ¶]
[upbeat folk music ¶]
[music fades]
[distant baby crying]
Excuse me.
[Woman] Your bub's over here, love.
[baby crying]
[instrumental waltz music ¶]
[car horn honks]
[baby crying]
[birds chirping]
[baby crying]
How did you get here, you clever little thing?
Where's your mommy, hmm?
Don't worry.
We'll find her.
Yeah, we will.
I bet she's beautiful.
[waltz music ¶]
Maybe she's French.
Bonne nuit, mon petit.
She probably lives in a beautiful house...
And I bet your Daddy still really loves her...
[Man] Honey, I'm sorry, but you better take a look at this.
I doubt she has a care in the world.
[all] Surprise!
That wouldn't be so bad, huh?
[music stops]
[birds chirping]
[ball bounces]
[players shouting]
[children laughing]
Oh, sorry.
Would you mind watching him while I just use the bathroom?
-Yeah, sure. -Thank you.
[unsettling waltz music ¶]
[Woman] What are you doing?
[music stops]
I was just kidding.
[baby crying]
[unsettling waltz music ¶]
[baby crying]
[percussive music ¶]
[subway chime rings]
Showtime, ladies and gentlemen, showtime!
What time is it? Showtime!
Gotta see it to believe it!
- Live and direct! - Here we go!
This is my little brother, Rio. It's his first time.
Hopefully ya'll feeling generous
and will give us a lot of money.
Ha ha. Here we go!
[hip hop music ¶]
Here we go, Rio.
Here we go, little retarded baby, premature.
¶ ¶
Watch him!
Keep it going.
Ladies, if a man can't do this, leave him.
See him.
Okay.
Told you, folks, he's a slow one.
Yo, Rio, collect the money.
Be generous, people, so I make some extra money.
Feed and my five kids. My six wives.
Come on.
[door chime rings]
Yo, we got paid, bro.
There it is, son. Yo, give me your bag.
Put this away.
Oh shit, my hat, bro.
Hey, come here. Forget it.
Forget it. Here, you can have mine, shit.
Oh shit, I owe you, bro.
No problem.
- Deadass? - Yeah, you can have have it.
Don't try to take it back.
I'm not gonna try to take it back.
I don't want it. You can have it.
All right.
Bein' nice to your ass, shit.
Stupid.
Come on, though, Rios.
Live for the hat thought, deadass.
No problem. You don't even know I got you, bro.
¶ Take my money, I'm in need ¶
Come on, bro.
¶ Yeah, I've been travelin' ¶
Puh, puh, puh.
Yo, on some real shit. Gimme that money, though.
Fucking idiots, they always fallin' for the same swindle.
I make you fall, they give us more money.
Yeah, look at all this fuckin' money we got.
We got fucking 20s, 10s...
...we got a 50, boy.
Oh, shit. Yeah, that's real.
Yo, look at all this fucking money we made today.
Yo, look at all this.
You know, dumb shit, I fucking love you.
You did good today, we made bread today.
I fuckin' love you. Yo, what are you doin'?
What are you doin', brother? What are you doin'?
- Nothing. - You just tried to kiss me.
- No I did not, bro. - You just tried to kiss me.
Bro, I did not try to kiss you.
I don't play for that team, yo. I don't play for that team.
I did not try to kiss you.
What, you wanna suck my dick, or something?
I'ma take my share, you take your share,
and I'm fuckin' out, fuckin' faggot.
[distant siren]
[ominous music ¶]
[Rio's mother] I don't care what you and Deame were fighting about.
All I asked you to do was pick up your brother at 3:30.
3:30, Rio!
And you left the boy sitting at school.
Rio, I don't ask a lot of you.
Pick up your brother from school!
And you can't even do that right.
That's your little brother, you're 16,
you should be more responsible.
But you know when it's time to dance,
you like to dance and spin on your damn head all the time.
But you can't do that one thing for me.
Now I have to take off of work and go meet with Mr. Sanchez--
I'm gay.
[Rio's mother] Boy, what'd you say?
You heard me, I'm gay.
[Rio's mother] You have to talk to your son.
That boy just told me he was gay.
Repeat to me what you told your mother.
I didn't tell her nothing.
No, I want you to repeat to me what you just told your mother.
Didn't tell her nothing.
Boy, take it back, boy.
Take it back, right now!
I'm not taking it back.
Look, look at me when I'm talking to you.
You are not that, you hear me?
My son is not that, God did not make you like that.
- You made me like this. - I didn't-
This is a choice that you are making.
What is going through your head right now?
You have a little brother.
Do you want him to have to go to school
and have all of the other kids run up to him and tell him
that his big brother is getting fucked by a man?
[Rio's mother] Mitchem-
No, no, no, he needs, he needs to hear this!
When Adam went to the Lord and gave his only rib
he didn't ask for another man.
This family operates under the rules
of our Lord and savior, Jesus Christ.
And if you cannot follow those rules,
then you will no longer be welcome in this house.
I'm leaving!
[dramatic music ¶]
Oh, is that right? He's man now.
Let him go be a man. - He can't leave!
No, let him go!
Just know that when you walk out that door
you are not welcome back in this house.
¶ ¶
No, no, let him man up!
[Little brother] Where are you going?
[Rio's father] What he need? He needs the Lord, now!
¶ ¶
[Rio's mother] Baby, take your hoodie off please.
Please.
¶ ¶
[chatter]
[traffic, sirens]
[quiet, dramatic music ¶]
The shelter?
Omar and 3rd Avenue.
[Rio] Where?
[speaking indistinctly]
[doorbell rings]
Yes?
Uh, I was wondering if I could stay here.
Yeah, I'm sorry, the line formed 3 hours ago.
We don't have any beds.
It's really cold, I have no where to stay
and my phone's dead.
Oh.
Why are you on the street anyway?
I got into an argument with my parents.
They just-- I have nowhere to stay today.
[Woman] Did they kick you out?
What happened?
You can tell me. You can trust me.
So this is the dorm, we have to be quiet,
everyone's sleeping. Well, almost everybody.
Jimmy, Jimmy, are you serious? What are you doing?
- I paid for this. - It's-- No, no, no. Tomorrow.
- Honey, I gotta-- - It's lights out.
Don't call me honey.
Let's go. Now.
Thank you.
Marcus what are you doing up?
We're not playing this game again.
Come on.
Wanna grab these?
Thank you. You're so shy.
You're so shy.
I'm really sorry about what your family has done.
But you know what?
I have kids that come here every day with that same story.
Their parents just don't get it.
Where's those pillows?
Can you grab them?
There you go.
- Thanks. - Night.
Good night.
[footsteps]
Rio? You asleep?
No.
Why not?
What's wrong?
Nothing.
What? I can't hear you.
I said nothing.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Do you mind? You have really nice hair.
You ever been with a girl?
Oh, yeah.
No, don't fight it.
Enjoy it. Listen, listen.
This is gonna help with your confusion.
What are you doing? - What the fuck are you doing?
- What are you doing in here? - Are you touching him?
- Get out! - Fucking bitch.
Get him off! Help, help me!
Get that pillow, put the pillow on her face!
[Woman screaming]
Yo, man, what are we doing?
You feeling helpless?
Huh? I could kill you.
What is it like now, huh? - Yo, bro, bro.
- This is what you get. - Yo, let go!
Shut up! I got this.
Stay fucking quiet.
Come on, bro, get your shit.
Let's go. Hurry up.
I got it.
[Woman gasping]
Help!
- Hurry up! - What the fuck is happening?
Nothing, nothing is happening. Go back to sleep.
Yo! - Holy shit.
Where do you guys think you're going?
Get back to bed! Get back to bed!
Help! They tried to kill me!
[indistinct]
[Woman] That bunch of faggots tried to kill me!
To the right, to the right, right!
[intense music ¶]
Okay, hold it, bro.
Look. Relax, okay?
I know this building we can go to,
we'll be safe there. Let's go. I'll take you.
Don't worry, just, just-- Let's just go.
[dramatic music ¶]
[breathlessly] Oh, fuck.
Yo, it's fucking cold, yo. Let's just stop for a second.
I gotta put on my jacket, all right?
You're not cold? Put on your jacket, man.
[siren]
Yo, I didn't even get your name, bro, what's your name?
- Rio. - Rio, okay.
- Marcus, right? - Yeah, I'm Marcus.
[siren]
All right, man, it's time to get out of here.
Are we allowed back here?
Yeah, yeah, just go, just go.
Okay.
Okay, okay.
Okay.
Hey, you gonna help me out?
You sure we allowed back here?
Yeah, yeah, we're fine, we're fine.
I come here all the time. - I don't wanna go to jail.
No, we're not. Don't worry about it man.
Just-just relax and help me set up, all right?
What, are you just gonna stand there?
Get in, it's fuckin' freezing.
- Huh? - Get in!
[ominous music ¶]
[dramatic music ¶]
[music stops]
[percussive music ¶]
[muted organ music ¶]
[speaking foreign language]
[dramatic music ¶]
[snoring]
[ominous ambience]
[heavy breathing]
[thumping music ¶] [woman moaning]
[percussive music ¶] [heavy breathing]
[laughter, chatter]
[sneaky music ¶]
[chatter]
[light music ¶]
[rumbling, percussive music ¶]
[moaning softly]
[all moaning]
[pleasant waltz music ¶]
[music swells ¶]
[music ends]
[Bluesy music ¶]
[chatter]
[speaking foreign language]
[upbeat Latin music ¶]
[music stops]
[heartbeat]
[heartbeat continues]
[heartbeat stops]
[somber music ¶]
[sobbing]
[music stops]
[chatter]
[unsettling music ¶]
[clink]
[distant dog barking]
[knock on the door]
[Nora's mother] Nora!
Coming.
I mended it.
Thanks, Mom.
I'm gonna get an early night.
Goodnight, love.
Get some beauty sleep.
-[Nora] Night. - Night, Noonie!
Night, love.
[quiet sports commentary on TV]
[wind howling]
[Man's voice, whispering] Noonie...
[Man's voice, echoing] Noonie...
[Man's voice, whispering] There's a jungle out there.
[Man's voice growls]
[ominous ambience building]
[chatter, laughter]
Absolutely amazing.
He's gonna die when he sees you.
You all right, Mum?
It's nothing.
You look lovely.
You look stunning, love, absolutely bloody stunning.
Don't you worry, we'll get her there safe and sound.
See you at 12.
[Nora's father] Well, uh, see you there, then.
The moment you see Matt you'll be fine.
Do you want some music?
[romantic electronic song playing ¶]
¶ ¶
Bloody hell!
[car horn honks] Ugh, fucking prick!
We've got a bride to be in here, ya know!
Wanker.
[no music playing]
Stop the car.
What?
[Nora] Stop the car!
Why?
I need a wee.
We're not stopping. You can go at the church.
Stop the fucking car!
[breeze blowing]
[ominous music ¶]
[grunting]
¶ ¶
[music fades]
[breathing heavily]
We need to help him.
Nora, there's 70 people waiting for you in the church.
Sheryl, please.
You don't even know him.
Please, Sheryl.
[eerie music ¶]
¶ ¶
I heard you...
...last night.
I knew it was you.
You remember? We used to play that game...
You used to put a duvet over our heads and say...
"There's a jungle out there."
[Sheryl] Nora...
...your Mum's on the phone.
Tell them I'm coming.
Tell them to hang on.
Well, you're here now.
Will you be here when I get back?
Nora!
What happened?
I'm sorry.
I'm here now.
I'm ready.
Do you want me, Matt?
Of course I do.
Come on.
[distant dog barking]
[Matt] Where can I put these, Phil?
[Nora's father] Oh, just tuck 'em under the table there.
[Matt] Take a look at her.
You all right, love?
I'm just tired.
It was a busy day.
Oh, stop it, Phil.
So, who's for a nightcap, then?
[Matt] Yeah, I will. Thanks, mate.
you all right, sweetheart?
Yeah.
Good.
[soft, dramatic music ¶]
Dad?
¶ ¶
Her Dad would have been really pleased it was you, love.
He really would.
¶ ¶
Thank you.
¶ ¶
[Man's voice whispering] Noonie...
[music fades]
[Matt] Where's my beautiful wife?
Feels different.
Hmm.
It does.
[Girl giggling]
[Man's voice whispering] Noonie...
[Girl giggling]
So, your mum was good in the end today?
Yeah, she was okay.
But... she did mention grandkids three times.
She doesn't stop banging on about that, does she?
Well, what you gonna do about that?
- What am I gonna do about that? - Yeah.
What are you gonna do about that?
I'm just saying we better get crackin',
'cause... we're gonna have at least three!
[Young Nora giggling]
[Man's voice] Noonie...
[Young Nora, laughing] Daddy!
No, we'll have seven.
[laughing]
[mysterious music ¶]
[Young Nora giggling]
[soft growl]
[Young Nora] Daddy, you be the lion!
[Man's voice] You be the lion!
¶ ¶
[Man, laughing] Noonie!
Noonie, where are you? Noonie!
[Man roars playfully]
[growls softly]
¶ ¶
[Man roars playfully]
[roars]
[Man roars]
[roars]
[music fades]
["Rapt" by Karen O playing ¶]