[MOTORBOAT ENGINE ROARING]
[WATER LAPPING]
[VEHICLE APPROACHING]
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
-[FOOTSTEPS THUDDING] -RED: Shh.
[DOOR UNLOCKING]
MAN: [INDISTINCT] ...was great.
WOMAN: [INDISTINCT] ...finally decided to do that.
MAN: I am, too.
[WHISPERING] Fucking go! Let's go! Jump!
ALAN: [WHISPERING] Come on! Let's move.
Fucking go!
RED: Come on, let's go! Jump!
ALAN: Let's fucking go!
RED: Come on! Jump!
[BONE CRACKS]
[GROANING]
ALAN: Fuck.
[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]
[MUSIC PLAYING ON TV]
-[DOOR OPENS] -[SMITTY GROANING]
RED: You should have scouted that fucking house better.
[GROANS INTENSELY]
Yeah, I know you can't fucking walk, Smitty.
Jesus Christ!
Shut the fuck up!
Be a fucking man and shut up!
RED: Whoo, nice!
That's not bad.
[SMITTY SOBBING]
ALAN: Stop fucking crying, Smitty.
Jesus Christ, are you fucking crying?
SMITTY: It hurts!
ALAN: [MUFFLED] Smitty, you got to shut the fuck up.
-SMITTY: No, it's broken. -ALAN: Calm the fuck down!
It's something you got to deal with, okay?
RED: I don't give a shit.
-Oh, shit! -SMITTY: Please...
RED: Nice job.
Okay, look. I got, um, necklace, watch.
That's like $250. What about you?
ALAN: Cufflinks and... Earrings.
-[MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO] -[HORNS BLARING]
ALAN: Maserati BiTurbo, royal blue, six cylinder.
RED: No, you can't trust Italians.
Their shit just falls apart.
ALAN: All right. What about Cadillac Cimarron?
Eight grand.
Ooh, where are you gonna find eight grand, huh?
Smitty, you're alive.
He's a cripple.
I prefer handicapped.
Does it hurt?
Not on 25 milligrams of oxycodone.
You got any more?
You assholes don't invite me nowhere unless I'm holding.
Well, yeah, that's 'cause no one likes you.
COMMENTATOR: [ON RADIO] And here's the pitch.
RED: Ah, you ready for this game, boys?
And the New York Mets got the go-ahead run
in the bottom of the sixth from...
-RED: Let's go Mets! -That's 20 buckaroos, boys.
What up, Sophia?
Hey, you wanna know how I broke my leg?
No.
COMMENTATOR: [ON RADIO] ...and scored on a coast play-to-play
when Wayne Garrett lined a right.
SMITTY: Damn, she's fine. I think I'm in love.
-ALAN: Smitty... -SMITTY: Well, I mean it.
You can't choose who you love, Alan.
[ROCK MUSIC BLARING ON CAR STEREO]
Shit.
-Look at these Bennys. -MAN: Gimme!
Gap-wearing bullshit.
RED: Do you hear this Benny music?
Hey, turn that shit down.
Can't hear you!
Go home, Benny.
My name's not Benny.
You city shits come down here
every summer in your daddy's car
and blare your pop 100.
God, I've missed it so much.
SMITTY: Yeah. Bon Jovi sucks!
You should kiss my ass I come down here at all.
If we didn't vacation here and pay for your...
[MUSIC STOPS]
All right, it's off.
[COMMENTATOR CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO]
ALAN: Put it away. Kent's right there.
The music's off.
Put it away.
All right? Just turn the game off.
McNamara's on.
COMMENTATOR: Now the one offense.
And it's a deep-left center field,
it could mean extra bases, it's going, going, it's gone!
[CROWD CHEERING ON RADIO]
ALAN: Jeez, your grandfather never caught a shark...
SMITTY: Yes, he did, asshole.
There aren't even sharks anywhere near here.
ALAN: If there were, the Bennys wouldn't
-flood the beach. -Let me tell you something,
he caught a baby great white, eight-feet long.
I'd be lying if I said he'd caught a grown male.
My dad catches sharks in his nets sometimes.
And the females are bigger than the males.
Oh, fun fact, Alan.
Follow-up question, do sharks have dicks?
-[CHUCKLES] -Yeah, two dicks.
-Two dicks? -They're called claspers.
Are you kidding me? Sharks have two dicks?
-And I'm the liar? -[LAUGHS]
SMITTY: Oh, Pisces.
"You are in for a grand adventure.
"Reserve your energy for the long journey that lies ahead."
RED: Horoscopes aren't real.
Yeah, you would say that.
'Cause I'm a Capricorn?
'Cause you're an asshole.
Hyundai Pony, black stick shift, 85 horsepower.
Only five grand.
SMITTY: Only five grand.
Sure, Alan. Just divest
some stock liquidations and you're good.
RED: Whoa.
Did you see who died?
"Xavier Meyer dead at 91.
"Once the largest land owner in Ocean County,
"Meyer was the captain of the Norma Kfor 31 years..."
The grocery delivery boy found him.
SMITTY: It's old man Meyer. Crazy-ass shut-in.
We should go explore it tonight.
No.
He's a local. He's off-limits.
Plus, he lives in that shitty log cabin,
there's not gonna be anything in there,
-I'm not wasting my time. -SMITTY: Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, he lives in a shack,
but he owns the entire peninsula.
Forest and all, man. We should fucking do it.
My dad tried to buy it off of him a decade ago,
the man turned down $2 million.
He said he wanted his peace and quiet.
SMITTY: See? Meyer had to have been fucking loaded.
We gotta do it before Red's dad buys the entire place
and just turns it into a bunch of condos
for a bunch of Bennys.
No. We don't even have an able-bodied lookout.
I think I know somebody.
[SHIP HORN BLOWS]
That'll be $5.
-Thank you. -Have a good one.
PETER: Sold out. Put the gear inside.
Already?
Good boy, Peter.
Hard worker like your daddy.
Trabajo duro right here, fellas!
Any more porgy?
HARBOR BOSS: Nah, all headed to the restaurants.
Do me a favor. Grab a hose and, uh,
help spray these nets.
Take a break first. Maybe have a cigarette.
-I don't smoke. -Well you should start.
Then you can bust my balls
and take a break every hour like these bums.
How do you say "bum" in Spanish?
I don't speak English...
-Pendejo. -[ALL LAUGHING]
Mmm-hmm.
[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]
[CAP CLATTERING]
[MUSIC PLAYING ON TV]
You want some?
I never tried beer before.
That's not what I asked you.
Dad counts the bottles.
I'll replace them.
-Never mind. -Wait, uh...
Okay.
Do you like it?
-No. -[CHUCKLES]
You will.
I'm going to the boardwalk.
You coming?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER AND LAUGHTER]
No go, kiddo.
You aim better with one eye.
I'm gonna want the brown bear.
Shoot five outta five targets and you get any large prize.
[TOY GUN FIRES]
[CONTINUES FIRING]
[BELL RINGS]
Check out Blue Shirt. Hey, Blue Shirt!
Hey, what's up, Blue Shirt?
-[LAUGHS] -WOMAN 1: You talking to me?
You're like 15, shut the fuck up.
-[LAUGHING] Okay. -Ooh!
[ALL LAUGHING]
SMITTY: Hey, she was a countdown girl anyway.
PETER: What's a countdown girl?
SMITTY: It means from far away she's a 10.
But as she gets closer...
ALL: Nine, eight, seven, six...
Peter, your turn.
Hey, Red Shirt!
Hi, Red Shirt, how are you? How's it going?
WOMAN 2: Little creeps.
You degenerates should go back
under the bridge where you came from.
You and your stupid haircuts.
-Oh, and this shirt is maroon. -[BOYS EXCLAIM]
RED: Easy now, kid's colorblind.
She looked like the Hula-Hoop chick on Cable Access.
Nice tatters.
Man, video can't compare
to the splendor of a woman's breast in your hand.
[INHALES SHARPLY] Or your mouth.
[ALL LAUGH]
You know, what's funny is,
Red can get with a girl whenever he wants to,
he just decides to hang out with us instead.
[CHUCKLES] Well, I'm the only one who's actually gotten any.
ALAN: Oh, yeah?
RED: Unless Peter...
You got some vitamin B?
-SMITTY: Peter... -[RED LAUGHS]
Peter don't even have no hair on his nuts yet.
The fuck?
Yeah? You would know.
I saw you staring at the urinals.
[BOYS LAUGH]
What the fuck! Stop staring at my brother's balls, you perv!
I wasn't staring. I just, like, glanced.
-ALAN: What? -SMITTY: Yeah, I glanced.
I just glanced at his balls
and then I looked away from his balls, dude.
Yo, check out Striped Shirt. Hey, Striped Shirt!
ALAN: Shut the fuck up.
No chance.
-Bye! -Bye!
Hi.
ALAN: I don't usually do this.
You don't usually lock yourself
in gondolas with strangers?
No, I just forgot I don't like heights.
And we're not strangers.
Or maybe we are. You don't remember me?
You're the peacemaker.
Alan.
Mary.
Your crazy friend with the knife
isn't behind us, is he?
[SIGHS] Red didn't mean it earlier.
He's just got a short temper, is all.
Hence the nickname Red.
Well, actually he just had terrible rosacea growing up.
The name just kinda stuck.
-[CHUCKLES] -And what's a Benny?
Is that just another nickname?
ALAN: Uh...
Benny is a tourist.
Summer trippers not from here.
So, it's Bayonne, Elizabeth, Newark,
New York... Benny.
Well, I'm from Connecticut.
-Well, that's even worse. -[CHUCKLES]
I haven't been on this thing
since I was a little kid with my mom.
Must be odd to live where everyone else vacations.
It's not too bad.
But there's still a few places you Bennys don't know about.
[ALAN CHUCKLES]
[INAUDIBLE]
[COUGHING]
-[INDISTINCT CHATTERING] -PETER: Oh...
Oh, that burned.
-You all right? -Oh.
ALAN: Walk it off.
Peter, don't worry. That means it's working.
SMITTY: You're right.
-Give me a hit. -[PETER SIGHS]
RED: You don't have your ears pierced?
I do. I just don't wear jewelry that often.
It has to mean something.
So I couldn't interest you in any of these?
No, I don't want stolen earrings.
How do you know they're stolen?
Right. You're just a gang of artisans and goldsmiths.
[ALL CHUCKLE]
Could've cut you a good deal.
...in the middle of the forest,
and you've just been, like, attacked by a bear.
And you're, like, paralyzed...
Is that what happened?
And you're trying to, like, scream, but you can't,
like, you can only use your eyes, like, "Help".
But I accepted that...
Mary, we gotta get going.
Okay. Yeah.
It's getting late.
Are you guys just gonna stay down here?
ALAN: No...
SMITTY: [CHUCKLES] We live down here.
No, we're actually just going exploring.
You're going exploring? Where?
That peninsula across the bay.
-Where that old man just died? -That's the one.
Sounds like an adventure.
ALAN: We should hang out again.
We should.
-How? -I wrote down my number.
Hey! Did you draw this dick too?
I'll call you.
RED: That Mary is cute.
But uppity.
She's all right.
[LAUGHING] I can't believe we got my brother so shitfaced.
[EXHALES]
RED: Are you ready to go exploring?
[MOTORBOAT ENGINE ROARING]
SMITTY: Grandma. I just need you to cut my hair.
[GRANDMA CHUCKLING]
What?
[GRANDMA SPEAKING SPANISH]
Make it even.
[GRANDMA SPEAKING SPANISH]
Make it even. Even!
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
[SPANISH SONG PLAYING ON RADIO]
What?
Mrs. Smitty, is your grandson home?
[SIGHS]
Evening, Cinderella.
Shit, man.
RED: God damn, this is such a shitty house
for such a rich guy.
Reminds me of Smitty's trailer.
I thought there'd be silver wallpaper and porcelain dolls.
Ooh-la-la.
Cigars.
You see this little symbol right here?
These are Cubans. Very pricey.
ALAN: All right. I'm gonna go check upstairs.
I'll be right here.
ALAN: Don't miss me.
RED: You know I won't. ALAN: I know you will.
RED: Don't get lost.
[DOORKNOB TURNING]
[FLOORBOARD CREAKS]
[HOLLOW THUDDING]
[FLOORBOARD CREAKS]
[FLOORBOARD CREAKING]
[GRUNTS]
[PANTING]
[BLOWS]
[GLASS SQUEAKS]
But my hands aren't even that much thinner.
Will you please just try?
Yeah, but... What if there's like...
Snakes or...
Or poisonous spiders down there?
Then I'll suck out the venom.
[FLOORBOARD CREAKING]
[CLINKING]
Holy Jesus.
Oh, shit.
[RED WHISTLING WHIMSICAL TUNE]
[CONTINUES WHISTLING]
-[ENGINE REVS] -[SIREN WAILING]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
SERGEANT KENT: You boys done running?
Don't make me come back there!
Run. Get to the boat.
Okay?
Hey! Hey, don't you run!
Red!
[ENGINE WHIRRING]
Red!
[ENGINE REVVING]
[ALAN GROANS]
We done now? Hmm?
-[ALAN COUGHS AND PANTS] -[SPITS]
Yeah. We're done.
[BOTH PANTING]
[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]
[BELL TOLLING IN DISTANCE]
If I called your house right now,
would anyone pick up?
My dad's not back till after the 4th.
Fishing crew's a tough gig.
Up to Maine and back?
My father crewed.
I was a lot like you when I was your age.
Teens and 20s spent getting high and drunk.
What are your 30s?
The hangover.
40s have been good, though.
Look, I don't want to make a big deal out of this.
Boys will be boys.
But you're at a pivotal age.
You like comics?
Then you know how they start?
This is your origin story.
Are you gonna grow up to be the good guy or the bad guy?
I don't know that.
But what I do know is...
Bad guys never think they're bad.
They got the reasons, and they do one thing,
which leads to two things, which leads to a million.
I don't care if you wanna paint your hair blue,
put a hoop through your nose,
whatever phase you got to go through,
you go through it and you throw it out.
But when you're done playing the bad boy,
I promise you, your pal Red...
He's going to be in jail.
It's all fun and games
until someone gets stabbed at the community pool.
[KIDS CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
SERGEANT KENT: From what I heard,
Marcus Smart started dating Red's ex-girlfriend,
and Red wasn't too keen on that.
[GIRL SCREAMS]
Marcus lost a lot of blood. He could have died.
But the curious thing is...
All those people...
No one saw who did it.
Not even Marcus.
Or so he says.
If I want to wrangle a real bad seed here,
I'm gonna need your help.
I don't know.
Yes, you do.
Because if you don't,
I'm gonna book you for trespassing.
And that's the best deal you're gonna get.
It's the same deal I gave Smitty.
If Smitty was at home last night
with a broken leg talking to me,
who was the third guy I saw?
Why bring your little brother into this mess?
[BRANCH SNAPS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]
[SNIFFS]
A box of these for a ride?
Yeah.
[MUSIC PLAYING ON TV]
You need fast cash? Then come see me.
Don Davis Jr. has...
Peter!
Peter?
Where's Peter?
You were together.
No. We split up. He followed you.
I got to the boat and I waited
but no one showed, so I bailed.
I figured the cops got you.
No, they didn't.
I had to sleep up in a tree all night. Walked back.
RED: Oh, shit, they got Peter.
No, they didn't get Peter.
RED: How do you know?
I hope they didn't.
My dad would fucking murder me.
How did the cops know we'd be at Old Meyer's?
[SIGHS] That's what we were wondering.
I don't know. It's weird.
Yeah, weird.
All right, let's go look for him.
-RED: No. -No?
SMITTY: You just came all the way back
and you didn't even see him, man.
He's on his way back here, or the cops got him,
in which case he'll call here. But either way, here.
HOST: [ON TV] It is the contestant who bid...
$1,399, which is Lauren!
[AUDIENCE CHEERING]
It's Lauren!
Here's Lauren.
Lauren, will you come right over here?
And reach into that $100 pocket,
and pull out your $100 bonus right now.
Reach into the $100 pocket
and pull out your $100 bonus...
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
-Holy shit. -[RED CLAPPING]
Son of a bitch!
Look at you!
We thought you were dead, man.
Peter, you okay?
Peter survived his first expedition.
Man, I'm... I'm so happy no one got nabbed.
Jesus Christ, man.
Peter? You all right?
You left me.
What?
I waved you down and you saw me...
But you left me.
I didn't see you.
You left him?
It's pitch black out there, I got the motor going.
I waited but no one showed.
Don't go accusing me.
Hey, hey, hey. We're all fine, okay?
No one... No one got arrested.
No one's hurt.
Yeah. Everyone's good.
That's right. We shouldn't be arguing.
We should be celebrating.
Peter, you ever smoke a cigar?
I left the bag with Peter.
I lost it.
SMITTY: Shit, man. I love cigars.
Yeah, and they were Cubans.
It's okay, though.
Did you find anything else decent?
No... That place was a bust.
HOST: The first time.
-You won it! -[AUDIENCE CHEERING]
The second contestant ever to do it with just three chances.
What an exciting turn of events!
This is fool's gold, boys.
How can you tell?
It's my job to know real from fake.
And this is fake.
Besides the obvious discoloration
of the metallic base,
there's also the counterfeit stamp that's blunted.
What about this. Is this real gold?
Do you see a bite mark?
-No. -No.
No. Real gold is malleable, it's sensitive.
It should be indented.
It's garbage, boys. Garbage.
What about this?
Where did you get this coin?
PETER: Is it real?
-Where did you get it? -ALAN: We found it.
What are you putting on it?
DON: Nitric acid.
If it turns green, it's got a brass base.
If it turns milky, it's silver.
But if nothing happens...
It's real?
It's real.
How much is it worth?
Where'd you say you got it again?
ALAN: We just found it. How much?
A thousand dollars.
-[EXHALES] -A thousand dollars?
[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]
Eight, nine, ten. A thousand.
You boys find any more coins, give me a holler.
ALAN: All right, here. $500 is your share.
Here. Dude, take the share.
All right. I'll get the rest of it then.
-$500. No, no. Here. -You can keep it.
You can keep it. I'll just get the...
I'll just get the rest of the coins.
I'll give it to you. I'm not messing. [LAUGHS]
ALAN: You know, Dad let me quit Boy Scouts
to join karate?
Then I quit karate.
I just kinda wish I stuck it out like you, you know?
Build a fire, tie a knot, real-man shit.
Man-scout shit.
You know, I still mix up my east and west sometimes.
There's a word for that, right?
"Dyslexic."
No, "retarded." Yeah, that's me.
That one.
Dig.
[GRUNTING]
Bingo.
[COINS CLINKING]
We're fucking rich!
-Holy shit! -PETER: Oh, my...
-This is insane. -ALAN: We're rich!
-PETER: Oh, my God. -[LAUGHS] Rich!
Whoo!
PETER: Across the Bay, past the Migrants,
at the Skeleton Trees, up the dunes,
about 100 yards into the woods.
X marks the spot.
ALAN: Very original.
You know, we don't need a map, we just dug it up.
Ninety-nine coins, plus the one we pawned.
$100,000.
-[CHUCKLES] -Probably more.
More?
Yeah, it's, um...
It's kinda like selling a rare baseball card or...
Or selling 100 rare baseball cards.
The collection is always worth more together.
When did you get so smart?
What happens if someone comes looking for these?
Well, he's dead, Peter.
Well, I think it's pretty suspicious
if we just cash all these in.
Well, what do you think we should do?
-Sit on it? -Just for the summer.
Make sure it's cool, and... And then we can sell it.
Well, we can't bring 'em home
just in case the cops come snooping.
Plus, Smitty and Red are always coming by.
[BRANCH SNAPS]
ALAN: Yeah.
Maybe you're right.
So we leave it buried here, and then we wait.
We go about our normal lives and we don't tell anyone.
Yeah.
No one.
Damn!
I didn't know low tide was so bad here.
Wanna push or wait it out?
A hundred grand.
You know how much money that is?
That's like build-a-house kind of money.
It's like a little lottery.
That's Benny money!
What would you buy?
Well,
Dad wouldn't have to go out on hauls anymore.
No, Peter.
What do you want?
You can have anything you want.
Well...
Does it have to be something I want?
Maybe it's... Something I don't want.
Yeah.
Yeah, I mean, you can fix a lot with money.
What don't you want?
I don't like selling fish.
I hate that smell.
Yeah. Then you'll quit.
What else?
Um...
I hate hang-drying my clothes.
Well, then we'll get a dryer. What else?
Anything!
I hate, um...
I need a boat! Let's get a new boat.
Yeah! Let's get one of those big speedboats!
-Bigger. Anything, Peter! -Um...
You know, I'm sick of being scrawny.
[LAUGHING]
Don't worry about that.
You'll fill out.
You change fast, wake up a different person.
One day I won't even recognize you.
[PARROT PURRS]
SMITTY: That shark in Jaws didn't have any, um, claspers,
I mean, not that I could see,
which makes him a her.
Why has nobody talked about this more often?
Hey, does your dad have extra fishing line or...
RED: What do you think of Mary?
Mary? Alan's Mary or...
Has Alan marked his territory?
Did he piss on her like a dog or something?
No, that's second date stuff.
You think Mary's the snitch?
What snitch?
Well, someone told the cops to be at Old Meyer's.
Alan told Mary. Maybe she told somebody.
Yeah, maybe.
Maybe someone saw you guys, like, leaving the harbor.
Maybe you're just paranoid.
[GUN COCKS]
[SNICKERS]
Jesus Christ.
It's not funny, you know?
[INHALES DEEPLY]
[LINE RINGING]
-MARY: Hello? -Hey...
Mary, this is Alan.
MARY: Who?
Alan.
The peacemaker.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Peacemaking?
-Um... - Hello?
Sorry, I think I have the wrong number.
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello? Hello.
MARY: I was just messing with you.
[LAUGHS]
So you gonna ask me out or what?
[PETER HUMMING SWEET AND LOW]
Why are you humming that?
I don't know.
What is it?
It's a lullaby Mom used to sing.
You don't think that gold might be cursed, right?
No, that shit's only in stories.
Things aren't cursed, people are.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Well, then I think it's a miracle.
[SCOFFS] Miracles don't happen in New Jersey.
We just got lucky.
And why not us? We deserve it.
[SWEET AND LOWPLAYING]
[BELL DINGS]
I found some more.
[MUSIC BLARING ON CAR STEREO]
-Yo! -SMITTY: No.
-Let me get a fry. -No, man.
Just one.
-One french fry? -I just gave you one.
No, man.
You smell like that kid
Brandon Peak from French class.
What, you bathe in cologne?
Oh, my God. I love your tight shirt.
All your're missing now is some frosted tips.
Whose car is that?
It's mine.
I bought it. I own it.
You gonna take me for a ride?
-No, I'm waiting for someone. -Oh.
Sounds romantic.
Is it Mary?
Mmm-hmm.
What?
Red doesn't like Mary.
Red thinks Mary snitched to the cops
about Old Meyer's.
-Mary? -I don't know, okay, I don't.
You know Red, he gets something stuck in his head,
the paranoia.
I guess you just know him better than I do,
all your ass kissing.
This isn't a conspiracy, Alan.
I'm being your friend. Just saying heads up,
Red's on edge and thinks Mary has a mouth.
Yeah, I guess it could have been Mary.
Right, it's a... It's a possibility. That's all.
It's also possible the cops found your boot,
and Sergeant Kent made a deal, no arrest if you snitch.
In that hypothetical scenario,
you'd only know that if you also spoke with the cops.
Which means we'd only be talking
if you also made a deal.
Anything's possible.
Hypothetically, if we both talked to the cops,
then we're on the same team.
And we should keep an eye out for each other, you know?
But Smitty, I can't trust you.
Because you like to play both sides,
snitch to the cops, then play lapdog sidekick to Red.
Now you wanna jump ship again?
Fuck you.
Hypothetically speaking.
MARY: Hey!
NATE: Come on, please. I'm hungry. Yo, Alan,
spare me a buck so I can get something to eat, bro.
Come on! Like, 50 cents then?
-I don't have anything. -Right.
ALAN: You ready to go for a ride?
Sure. Is Smitty coming?
No, he can't.
-[CAR ENGINE STARTS] -[MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO]
NATE: The haves and the havenots, man,
that's not fair. I'm out here scrounging for french fries
and that snitch has got a car?
Snitch?
PETER: $5.
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
Have a nice day.
MARY: At the same time.
-Same time. -I know.
Hey, Peter.
Good to see you so prim and proper at work.
Well, this is Peter most of the time.
You just met him on a weird night.
Amazing fishing boats.
You can go take a look if you want.
MARY: Yeah?
Yo, I need some bait. Give me a porgy.
It's $5.
Just sneak me one.
$5.
[SCOFFS]
What?
"Tell no one," remember?
I didn't. Not a word.
You bought a fucking car.
Dropping F bombs.
Shit, are you grown up now?
I'm more grown up than you.
You can be a real moron sometimes.
Or maybe just oblivious.
You buy a car and it's...
People know, Alan. They know.
They know you have money, it's a signal, it's attention,
-it's a problem. -Okay. Okay!
Sorry.
You're not smart enough to be sorry.
I bought a fucking car because I wanted a car
and I've been saving up for a car. Jesus.
You didn't buy that with your own money.
Yeah I did!
Oh, yeah. So if I went back
to the peninsula right now, and I dug it up,
and I counted, it would all be there?
Yeah!
Be my guest.
[INAUDIBLE CONVERSATION]
ALAN: You got a lot of brothers and sisters?
MARY: Only child.
ALAN: I knew it.
MARY: What's that supposed to mean?
ALAN: [CHUCKLES] No, you're really mature.
MARY: My parents made me spend a lot of time with my cousins.
I'm actually supposed to go to camp with them next week.
But, I kinda wanna lie and say I have mono.
Why? Camp sounds fun.
No. Not this kind of camp.
My aunt enrolled us in this SAT prep thing.
It's kinda like soccer camp,
but you play soccer with vocab tests.
Did you take your SATs already?
Yeah.
So what about you? Do you have a big family?
No, it's just me and Peter.
My dad runs fishing hauls and he is away a lot.
So, I look after Peter.
Doing a pretty shitty job at it.
He got really messed up that night.
Peter can take care of himself.
Good grades, merit badges.
He's more the college type.
So what are you?
Fishing boat type.
I'm gonna go on a haul with my dad next summer.
Up and down the northeast.
So Peter will stay with your mom?
No, she passed.
But Peter will be old enough next summer to be on his own.
Maybe he'll go to that SAT camp.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
MARY: A fishing boat sounds cool, though.
I love traveling. I...
I want to defer it for a year.
Do one of those "work your way through year" programs.
But I doubt my family will allow it.
ALAN: You travel a lot?
MARY: My parents like to vacation.
You?
No, I like it here just fine.
It's not boring.
Yeah? Well, it seems like
you get into enough trouble exploring.
[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]
[CHUCKLES]
RED: Let's go! [LAUGHS]
You see that shit?
[RED BREATHING HEAVILY]
What?
Uh, Nate saw something interesting.
RED: Did he now?
I saw Alan, man.
The other night.
After Old Meyer's.
Tell him where you saw Alan.
At the police station.
Man, they had me on some erroneous shit,
but he came in, handcuffs on...
He was snitching, man.
Definitely.
SMITTY: And guess who just got a new car?
Where did he get the money for that?
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[FAINT RATTLING]
[RATTLING]
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
We're out of milk.
Where's Alan?
I'm just trying to decode this thing.
Yeah, looks like a map. But to what?
What do you think this is worth?
Oh.
Must be valuable, huh?
[COIN THUDS]
Red's on his way here.
I think he'll be curious too.
A map. A gold coin.
My imagination is running wild.
Do you know what Red did to that kid Marcus?
He fucking stabbed him.
[LAUGHS]
Stabbed him.
Do you know why?
Because Red's crazy.
And Red doesn't like it when people lie.
I don't know what this is exactly,
but I know how he's gonna feel about it.
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
Tell me now what's buried here, or I show Red.
There's nothing there.
I want in.
He says Red's on his way over.
We split it or I tell him.
You're bluffing.
[CHUCKLES] Am I?
I'll tell Red you snitched to the fucking cops.
Oh, I think he'll be more interested in this.
[SLURPING]
[RAIN PATTERING]
[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
It's raining.
I hadn't noticed.
You want a ride?
Backseat's open.
[SCOFFS] You're not following me, are you?
-Of course not. -Good.
Then my father won't be upset.
Why don't you just stop all this?
You could end it. Just come on in and tell me what you did.
Own it like a man.
You'll sleep better,
I'll sleep better, hell, everybody will sleep better.
Sound good?
You know, my father told me you couldn't pass the bar,
which is why you're still a cop.
So I should remind you
that what you're doing right now is harassment.
I'll go.
But I got a feeling me and you gonna be
seeing each other again real soon.
Your friends talk too much.
And misplace their belongings.
Careful now.
Slippery when wet.
[SMITTY CHUCKLES]
What do you think he's gonna do?
Okay.
We split it three ways and we go dig it up in the morning.
Mmm, I get half.
I'm not giving you half, you stupid fuck.
Alan.
I'm no one's lapdog sidekick anymore. I get half.
Fine. Half. Give me the map.
You know where it is? Exactly?
Yes.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
[SNIFFS]
You guys smoking? Cigars?
No cigars.
That's a nice car out there.
ALAN: Thanks.
So, what's this big surprise?
What?
Smitty said you had a surprise.
SMITTY: That's right. Alan, tell him.
I'm out.
I'm done robbing houses.
It's stupid and it's dangerous,
and there's consequences now.
I'm out.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
I have to admit, this I find concerning.
It's not even July 4th yet, and we planned a big summer.
You guys can go play bandits without me.
[EXHALES]
I've been hearing rumors,
that my friends have been talking to the police,
and now you say you're out...
I didn't snitch.
Me either.
No.
Prove it.
How?
We're gonna do one last house.
One more and then it's over.
-I can't even... -You're coming!
[MOTORBOAT ENGINE WHIRRING]
RED: Where's the anchor?
SMITTY: It's, uh... I don't... Yeah, it's not there.
Where's the anchor?
-It's missing. -How is the anchor missing?
It's not missing, it's just not there.
What did you do with the anchor, Peter?
Let's go.
You and Peter take the upstairs.
Smitty takes the first floor.
I thought I was the lookout?
I'm the lookout now.
After you.
[FAINT RATTLING]
[PHONE BUTTONS BEEP]
[LINE RINGING]
OPERATOR: 911. What's your emergency?
Hello?
[FOOTSTEPS THUD]
What are you doing?
Just grab something. Let's get this over with.
No.
You think I want to be here?
I don't want to do this shit.
You need to stand up to him.
Yeah? Well, you're the grown up,
-so why don't you do it? -I will.
Someone has to. You're just scared.
Yeah. That's right.
And if you knew any better, you'd be scared too.
PETER: What?
We have to get out of here right now.
[SIRENS WAILING]
OFFICER: Police! SERGEANT KENT: Hands up!
[ENGINE STOPS]
Shit!
Your dad have a radio out there in the Atlantic?
[INAUDIBLE CONVERSATION]
Hmm.
Your engine carburetor was float.
We cleaned it.
It's okay.
You gonna pay me now?
Where'd you get that cigar?
SERGEANT KENT: What, are you crying?
There's no crying in this.
What's Grandma gonna think of this?
Grandma's gonna be fucking pissed, man.
What were you guys thinking?
I don't need a lecture.
No. You need a lawyer.
I can't afford a lawyer, man.
Do I have to search that cast for more trinkets and jewelry?
What?
No, man.
No more of these?
We found this on your person when we brought you in.
I don't want to take the cast off of you,
but you're gonna return everything
from that house that you took.
That coin's not from the house.
[CHAIR CREAKS]
[LAUGHS]
If I tell you, like,
where you can find, you know, more coins,
more gold, then you can let me go,
we can make a deal, right?
If you have information on another crime,
you better tell me now or it's going to be
so much worse for you down the line.
I promise you.
Now, where'd you get this coin?
Sit down.
Sit down!
Sit down...
SMITTY: It's right there.
I can take you there.
SERGEANT KENT: Let's go.
This one might have some info on some stolen property.
I'm gonna take him to go check it out.
And get a cup of coffee.
-Get me whatever you get. -SERGEANT KENT: Uh-huh.
ALAN: He's leaving?
-He's leaving? -PETER: Alan.
I'm taking care of it.
[SIGHS]
[DOOR OPENS]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
-Which one's Peter? -Me.
You made bail.
Sit tight.
I gotta get your release forms.
I'm gonna want extra for waking up so goddamn early.
-You're bailing us out? -DON: Only one.
I told you it's two of us.
I'm not a bail bondsman, okay?
That is not my profession, all right?
I own and operate a pawn shop.
Now, you two boys familiar with the term "collateral"?
Collateral?
Use my car.
'73 Plymouth Satellite, hard top.
-What color? -Blue.
Mmm, that'll do.
One of you now, you bring me more coins,
I'll come back and get the other one.
Which one first?
SERGEANT KENT: Let's go.
SMITTY: Yeah, I know.
SERGEANT KENT: Come on, a little faster, please.
I'm crippled. [GROANS]
You said you buried it at the tip.
I can already hear the ocean.
Yeah, I think it was, like, buried around here.
Hold up, stop.
You think?
You said you buried it.
Yeah. But not, uh... Not, like, personally.
But it's here. I...
I promised you. It's right here...
-Nope. We're going back. -No, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait. Come on, man.
Oh!
Oh, look!
Look at that. Ha-ha!
Look at that shit! [CHUCKLES]
What did I tell you, huh?
What did I tell you?
What the fuck did I tell you? Oh, my God!
[GRUNTING]
[MUTTERS INDISTINCTLY]
It was supposed to...
It was supposed to be here, man. I don't...
-I don't know. -You're wasting my time.
We're going back to the station.
[GRUNTS]
Come on, man. Wait!
Hey.
Hey, man. I wasn't lying about that.
I wasn't lying about anything.
Smitty. Smitty, please just shut the fuck up.
-No... -Just, please...
SMITTY: I just wanted to let you know...
SERGEANT KENT: Jesus Christ.
[PETER PANTING]
Shit.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Hey, what's up?
I need a ride right now.
Oh, I'm sorry, pollito, I'm working.
Take a smoke break.
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
I'm sorry. This is as far as we go.
Low tide is coming in.
-Can I borrow this? -Yeah.
You are free to go.
What?
That family just dropped the charges.
That's it? I can go?
Unless you'd like to stay.
Today being your lucky day, you should buy a lotto ticket.
[ALAN SIGHS]
My dad thinks it was just a prank.
Mary, I'm so sorry.
You know, you're fucked up.
You and your friends. Clinically.
I know.
Yeah, I know I'm no good.
Was this all part of the plan?
You know, you take the girl out
while your friends case the house?
No, it's not it at all.
Was anything you said to me real?
-Yes, Mary. -Is your name even Alan?
-Yes. -Did your mother really die?
Yeah.
Did you ever like me, or was that just an act?
Goodbye, Alan.
ALAN: You moved it.
You were gonna spend it all.
I am my father's son.
Me too.
No, you're more like Mom.
[SIGHS] I had to run all the way over here,
busted a goddamn lung.
Don?
[PANTING] Not Don.
Is Dad back?
No, the charges were dropped.
How deep is it?
I don't know. I thought I'd hit it by now,
but it must've slipped deeper.
We don't have much time before the tide comes back in.
ALAN: Okay.
[ALAN GRUNTS]
Shit, I can't even see where I'm digging.
-Oh! -Let's try pulling it again.
It's 10 times heavier in this fucking water.
All right. Ready?
Three, two, one.
[EXHALES] All right. Ready?
Three, two, one...
Three, two, one!
[ALAN PANTING]
PETER: We should probably start walking
before the sun goes down.
ALAN: Why don't we just take the boat?
PETER: The boat?
You parked the boat around the bend.
I didn't take that boat here.
[GUN COCKS]
So...
This is where my anchor went.
[PETER PANTING]
Let me see what's in there.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Throw it here!
[KICKS BOX]
RED: Are these real?
No, they're chocolate.
[ALAN YELLS]
[RED YELLS]
[BOTH GRUNTING]
[GRUNTING]
[PANTING]
Fuck.
We were friends, you piece of shit!
[PANTING]
[GUNSHOT]
[COUGHING]
[GASPING AND COUGHING]
[KID SCREAMING]
[ALL YELLING EXCITEDLY]
[KID SINGING INDISTINCTLY]
[CONTINUES SINGING]
[VOCALIZES]
[ALL CHEERING AND APPLAUDING]
[CROWD CHEERING]
[FIREWORKS CONTINUE]
[CROWD CONTINUES CHEERING]
[SWEET AND LOWPLAYING]