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(INDIE SONG PLAYING)
(INHALES DEEPLY)
(SIGHS)
(HUMMING)
(CELL PHONE NOTIFICATION CHIMES)
What?
(PHONE CLICKS OPEN)
- (PHONE KEYBOARD CLACKING) - (SIGHS IN EXASPERATION)
(MESSAGE SENT TONE CHIMES)
(SIGHS)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
MOLLIE: (OVER PHONE) Girl, fuck that. Just leave.
I know. Like...
(SCOFFS) I obviously don't mind paying,
but what a weird way to start off a date.
MOLLIE: That's what I'm sayin'.
Is this what you tell your kids?
"Oh, it was so romantic before our first date, y'all.
"He texted me, 'FYI, this place is cash only.'"
- (CHUCKLES) - No.
(NOA GROANS)
I'm already here.
Girl...
I'm really fuckin' hungry.
Mmm.
I don't know. Hopefully, it'll make for a good story.
(LAUGHS) Call me after.
- Love you. - Okay, I love you more.
- (IN HIGH-PITCHED VOICE) Bye. - Bye.
(IN HIGH-PITCHED VOICE) Bye-bye.
- (IN HIGH-PITCHED VOICE) Bye! - (CHUCKLES)
(INHALES DEEPLY) Okay, let's do this.
(WATER BUBBLING)
CHAD: (MUFFLED) So I love hot sauce.
I literally just put it on every single thing
I can find around the house sometimes.
From pizza to chicken wings. (CHUCKLES)
Even though it gives me terrible acid reflux.
- Mmm. - It makes its way up to my throat
and I literally feel like I'm gonna vomit.
- So... - Oh, yeah. That, um, sucks.
- Mmm. - But I love it, so...
- (CHUCKLES) Yeah. - Yeah.
Like, I love wasabi, but, um,
Mexican spices would be too much for me.
- Mmm. Yeah. I get that. - Yeah.
Yeah.
Mmm.
(CHUCKLES) What?
I had this crazy thought. I...
I just feel like...
the women in our parents' generation,
they just cared more about how they dressed
and just, kind of, how they looked.
They were more into femininity.
- You know what I mean? - Mmm.
Like, nowadays, I feel like girls, they just wear
oversized everything, like it's a blanket.
Do you know what I mean? You know what I'm saying, right?
- Um... - It's like...
'Cause I think you would just look great in a dress.
Not that you don't look good in a sweater,
- but I mean, if you were... - WAITRESS: You guys okay?
Uh, yeah. Um, pretty much done, actually. Thank you.
Cool. Yeah, we'll just get this wrapped up then.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Oh, did you bring cash?
Yeah. You reminded me, so...
My brother is coming into town.
If it's cool, I'm just gonna snag these leftovers
and, uh, I guess I'll just let you leave...
Cool. No. Yeah.
...a couple bucks less on the tip.
If that makes sense.
Your scarf is dipping into the noodles.
Oh, fuck!
Shit!
I love this scarf. Um...
Excuse me? Excuse me.
Quick, come.
Hi, do you have sparkling water?
- Sparkling. - Mmm-hmm. Yeah.
- Bubble. You know bubbles? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And a lemon, please?
I don't know if she understood what I said.
I don't think she speaks English.
(CUTTING)
(MEAT SIZZLING)
(BELL JINGLES)
That was, uh, that was fun.
You're really cute.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
We should do this again sometime.
Yeah, look, Chad, um...
- Yeah. - (NOA HESITATES)
Oh. (CHUCKLES) I... I don't
think we're really a match. You know?
Wow.
I was literally just being polite.
You're not even my type, to be honest, so...
(SCOFFS) Okay.
Oh, that's funny? "Ha-ha, it's hilarious"? Yeah.
Okay. Good luck finding a guy, you stuck-up bitch.
(SCOFFS)
Um...
What the fuck.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(LOW INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (PANTS) - (KEYS JINGLE)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Oh, fuck.
(BABY COOS)
Oh. Stupid idiot.
MOLLIE: Can you please just text him and write,
"Fuck you and your ugly-ass scarf, bitch."
NOA: Oh, see, I wish I thought of that in the moment.
Instead I just stood there like an idiot.
- Let's switch. - Yeah.
I don't know how you do it, Mollie.
Do what?
Dating people.
And I always end up alone.
Which, by the way, I'm very okay with.
No, no. What?
You do not need a man, okay? Or anybody, for that matter.
It's just the way we've been raised since fuckin' Disney movies.
- Yeah. Fuck Ariel. (CHUCKLES) - Fuck her.
Stupid bitch left the whole sea for a man.
- (NOA LAUGHS) - Come on, now.
Like, fuck... Fuck Beauty.
Yeah, fuck the Beast. I am the beast.
- You are the beast! Get it! - (LAUGHS)
(GRUNTING)
Time, everyone!
Whoo! Great job today, huh?
I mean that.
- (GROWLS) - Now give yourselves a round of applause.
- Whoo! - (ALL CLAPPING)
Great job!
- Bam! (CHUCKLES) - Ah! (LAUGHS)
- You are powerful! - You are powerful!
- Look at how strong you are. - Look at this.
(INDIE SONG PLAYING)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
- (KEYBOARD CLACKING) - (HUMMING SOFTLY)
(PHONE NOTIFICATION CHIMES)
(PHONE NOTIFICATIONS CHIMING)
(MUNCHING)
(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)
(SIGHS)
Oh, fuck.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
STEVE: (ECHOING) Have you ever had these?
Grapes?
No. Cotton Candy grapes.
They taste just like them. I'm not kiddin'.
- Really? - Yeah.
I told my sister and niece.
They were like, "No way, fuck you."
So now I'm getting them on my way there.
Your niece said, "Fuck you"?
- Yeah. Four-year-olds are crazy. - (NOA CHUCKLES)
STEVE: All right.
I can tell you don't believe me,
so you're gonna have to try one.
I don't want you leaving here thinking I'm a weirdo.
Okay.
- Right? - Holy shit. Mmm.
- Wow. - Science.
Yeah. Go science. (CHUCKLES)
Do you live around here?
- (INHALES SHARPLY) - 'Cause I live on aisle six.
I just come to the fruit section
to talk to random, very good-looking people
that stand near it.
That was terrible.
That was kinda terrible.
- I'm so sorry. - It's fine.
Have a good night.
(CHUCKLES) Okay. You, too.
You know what? Fuck it.
I'm already ruining this, so I'm just gonna keep goin'.
Do you think I could have your number?
- Oh. - It's really just so I have a story
for my sister and my niece when I see them.
Because I think we're gonna talk about the grapes.
Oh, of course. Yeah.
Then I can tell them that I met someone else
who feels the same way.
Sure. Makes sense, yeah.
Okay.
We can meet here next week to talk about the broccoli if you want.
(CHUCKLES) Sounds good.
Oh.
- Mist. - Rain forest.
(NOA CHUCKLES)
Always good to have a little mist, Noa.
- Yes, mystery. - Yeah.
I'm Steve.
- It's nice to meet you. - You, too.
I'm not gonna text you, but I'll really want to.
Good night.
MOLLIE: What? NOA: Yeah.
MOLLIE: Your number? NOA: Yeah.
MOLLIE: In a grocery store? NOA: Yeah.
MOLLIE: The other night? NOA: Yes.
MOLLIE: And you're just now telling me today?
- (NOA LAUGHS) - Wow.
When you think you had a friend.
No, I just think it was weird, you know? He was...
He was cute and funny and...
Mmm. Okay.
I didn't think people met people in real life anymore, you know?
He's probably married. (LAUGHS)
Thank you for that. Yes, he's probably married.
Probably.
Like, I'm already thinking about the fact
- he hasn't texted. - Mmm.
That's one of the things I love about dating women.
Less games, more emotional dependence, you know?
(BOTH LAUGH)
So don't play the games,
just be you straight out the gate. Fuck it.
Maybe.
Hey, do you want to come over later?
- I could use some emotional dependence. - Aww.
Well, my emotional dependence ain't cheap, boo.
- Let me tell you. - (LAUGHS)
- Hi. - STEVE: Hey!
How you doin'?
- Good, thanks. How are you? - Good. Good.
This place is really nice.
- Yeah. - The bears are, you know...
Yeah. It's like the perfect amount of, you know, grimy, but hip.
Exactly.
- You guys know what you want? - NOA: Hi. Um...
Can I get a Manhattan with, like, as many cherries as you can spare, please?
- Cherries. I like that. - I love cherries.
Yeah. I'll do one more of these, thank you.
Copy.
PAUL: Here you go. Here.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Ay-yo.
- Hi. - Hey.
- I'm Steve. - Oh.
Noa.
Um...
All right, so, uh... Here come the dumb questions.
Where are you from?
Um, (CHUCKLES) I'm from the East Coast originally,
- yeah. - Nice.
What about you?
- I'm from Texas. Yeah. - Oh. Cool.
What brought you out here?
My second residency.
- Oh! Residency. - Yeah.
Are you a doc...
- A doctor? - I'm a doctor. Yeah.
Oh! Wow!
- Yeah. Yeah. Um... - That's impressive.
I just... I work in reconstructive surgery.
You mean, um, plastic surgery.
- Yup. That's the one. - Right.
- There's only one. - Okay.
(BOTH LAUGH)
But it's not all nose jobs.
No, of course. You got, you know...
- Boob jobs. - Boob jobs.
- You got your butt lifts. - Implants.
- Face-lifts - Face-lifts.
But you know, once in a while
I get to help somebody, which is nice though.
There was this kid the other day who came in,
who had an accident and he was badly burned.
So there's that, too.
I was just kidding. Sorry.
- PAUL: There you go. - Thank you.
- That is amazing. - (CHUCKLES) Don't worry.
PAUL: That work for you?
- Wow. Yes. - That do the trick?
- 'Cause that's all we got. - I'm sorry. That's...
STEVE: Perfect.
I only meant, like, a couple. Thank you.
- (GLASSES CLINK) - Cheers.
So, what about your family?
Uh... Well, I, um, I don't have any siblings
and my dad died a while back, so...
I'm not sure where my mom is anymore because we don't talk.
- Yeah. - I'm sorry.
It's fine. Um...
- What about your family? - Oh...
My dad is in Texas and my mom passed away, actually.
- Sorry. - So... But it's...
- I'm sorry. - It's okay. It's okay.
Well, we have something in common, I guess.
- Yeah, dead parents. - Yeah.
- Perfect. - Great.
- Let's cheers to that. - (LAUGHS)
(IMPERCEPTIBLE CONVERSATION)
(ROMANTIC SONG PLAYING)
STEVE: ...coordinated like that.
- So you don't have Instagram. - STEVE: Nope.
Wow. What about, um, Twitter?
- Definitely not. - No?
Does anyone say anything smart on Twitter ever?
That's true. (LAUGHS)
No way. Come on. It's the worst.
I mean, how am I supposed to stalk you now?
(EXHALES) You're just gonna have to do it in person.
You know. Show up at my house, the old-fashioned way.
Send me a letter!
- That would be nice. - That would be nice.
"Dearest..."
(LAUGHS) "Yours truly." Okay, I'll do that.
STEVE: I'd love that. That'd touch my heart.
That sounds nice. (LAUGHS)
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
NOA: What?
(CLICKS TONGUE)
No, you just have a nice smile.
- Okay. - You do.
All right, okay. Let's play a game.
Um... Tell me something you don't want me to know.
- Hmm... Fun game. Okay. - Yeah.
Ooh. It's risky.
Mmm...
Yes. Um...
I...
hate this.
I mean, um...
(LAUGHING) Okay. I'm sorry.
Not you, 'cause you seem cool, but... No, I...
I hate, like, dating.
STEVE: Mmm.
You know? Everything about it.
The, like...
The awkward preamble.
The, like, questions and stuff. The, like...
You know, texting.
- The perfect projection. - Yeah.
Everything about it. Honestly.
I don't know, I just think that, um...
people who, like, believe in true love are fucking idiots.
- So dumb. - (LAUGHS)
- They are. - STEVE: They're so dumb.
NOA: Like, we put all our hopes of, like, finding happiness through someone else.
And I just think that, like,
I don't know, maybe it's not meant for me,
'cause I've, like, been alone so long,
I'm actually pretty good at it.
Fuck it.
(NOA MOANS)
(OBJECTS CLATTER)
(PANTING)
What?
No, it's just... Maybe it's a little too much.
A little too fast.
Oh, wow.
I don't think I've ever heard a guy say that before.
Um, can I, uh...
Can I get you something to, like, drink?
Or eat?
No, just...
Just you.
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(STEVE GROANS)
Mmm. (CHUCKLES)
- Morning. - Good morning.
- Hello. - (NOA CHUCKLES)
- (STEVE SIGHS) - Coffee?
Yeah, yeah, please.
Just to, like, hide that morning breath.
- Oh, God. Is it that bad? - (LAUGHS)
Oh, no.
I'm not letting go of your hand.
NOA: Get off. Get off. (LAUGHS)
(WISTFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(WATER FLOWING)
NOA: Oh, we had sex.
Get that D!
(NOA CHUCKLES)
Somewhere between the second and the third drink I was like,
"Fuck it."
And it was actually very freeing.
(SIGHS) My "Fuck it" advice always works. Damn.
Like, I wasn't even worrying about how I looked
or like, if I was taking too long.
MOLLIE: Okay!
What's his Instagram? I wanna stalk a little bit.
NOA: Oh, he doesn't have one.
- Say what? - Yeah.
Whatcha mean?
Oh, no, see, that's, that's shady.
I'm sorry. Red flag.
Okay. Whatever. Stop raining on my sex parade.
- (MOLLIE SCOFFS) - Please?
Oh, by the way, um, do you remember Paul?
- Paul? - He was our bartender.
Oh, yeah. Aw, Paul!
You know, I don't remember why we stopped hooking up.
He was a good guy.
And a good kisser, too.
Probably because you can't be tamed.
- (CHUCKLES) - You need to roam free.
That is true.
All right, well, I gotta get back to work. I love you.
- Okay, love you more. Bye! - Bye!
NOA: You have to try these short ribs, they're insane.
Yeah, they look really good, but I, um...
I just don't eat animals.
NOA: Oh!
But... But keep eating. Don't... Don't stop.
In fact, I actually want you to finish that plate.
I dare you to finish that plate.
- No! - (LAUGHS) No, no... Why?
- This is my favorite... - But it does...
...fucking short ribs.
- Hey, listen, you have to eat the... - I can't. You've ruined it for me now.
Yeah.
NOA: I'm gonna wash my hands, I think. (CHUCKLES)
So have you, uh, have you told anyone about me?
(CHUCKLES) Maybe.
(CHUCKLES) My best friend, Mollie.
(CHUCKLES) What did you tell your best friend, Mollie?
Um, that I met a cool guy.
And I might kind of like him.
- Just, like, a little bit. - Uh-huh.
- Tell me more about Mollie. - Um...
Well, we met, like, I think it was like seven years ago,
um, when I first moved here. We worked together for a bit.
Think you'd really get along.
STEVE: Hmm.
I don't know about you, but I am stuffed.
I think we should dance.
(CHUCKLES) What?
- (NOA CHUCKLES) - Let's go. Come on.
Yes. Yes, yes, let's go, let's go.
- I wanna see those moves. - Okay.
I wanna see those moves. Get in the center here.
- Let me turn this up. - (MUSIC VOLUME INCREASES)
Here we go.
Okay.
Just a little sway.
(CHUCKLES) It's just a little two-step for now.
- It's all in the little moves. - It's all in the face.
It's in the shoulders.
NOA: I mean, I can hop.
STEVE: Oh, the hip thrust! Oh, my God.
- Nah, you don't have... - (LAUGHS)
This. That.
(UPBEAT SONG PLAYING ON STEREO)
- Yeah. To me. - Oh, no, no. Okay.
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
Looks like we're salsa-ing.
It's a salsa.
- You are... moves. - Oh, my God.
- (NOA GROANS) - I have to. I have to.
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. It was a really good picture.
- You need to delete that. - I will never delete that.
(NOA LAUGHS)
We should go away somewhere.
Do you want to?
Uh, yeah.
- Yeah? - Yeah, um...
Fuck it. Why not?
NOA: I mean, where?
Wherever.
Somewhere... Somewhere nice.
Somewhere... fun.
Maybe it'll be a surprise.
Fuck it.
Yeah.
NOA: Um, I'm going away with Steve for the weekend.
What? Where?
- It's a surprise. - Hold on, Noa.
Uh-uh. A surprise? I don't like that.
I'm just gonna go for it. You said, "Fuck it," remember?
Girl, you all dickmatized. I haven't even seen this dude.
Oh, shit, I totally forgot. Hold on.
I'm sending you a picture of him.
(MESSAGE NOTIFICATION CHIMES)
I mean, he looks cute,
but I can barely even tell, you creep.
Um, he is ridiculously cute.
I'll, um, I'll text you once we get there and let you know everything, okay?
MOLLIE: Okay, fine.
Um, I'm excited for you.
It's a straight girl's fantasy come true, right?
- NOA: Right? - (CHUCKLES)
- NOA: I love you. - I love you more.
- Bye. - Bye.
- NOA: Hey. - Hi.
Sorry. My day ran long.
Uh, listen, we're gonna have to leave in the morning.
I just checked the traffic and it's a nightmare.
So I figured maybe we go to my place
and then, you know, we leave first thing tomorrow.
- Is that cool? - Yeah. Okay.
- Look at you. - (CHUCKLES)
All right.
I'm excited.
(NOA CHUCKLES)
(UPBEAT SONG PLAYING)
- STEVE: How you doing? - (INHALES SHARPLY)
- You all right? - NOA: Yeah. Good.
STEVE: Fuck. I'm just gonna tell you.
We're going to Cottage Grove. That's the surprise.
That's it.
- Really? - (CHUCKLES) Yeah.
- That's the surprise? - Yeah.
What? I've always wanted to go.
You're not just saying that?
I'm not just saying that. No, I really have.
I mean, I hate surprises, so I'm kinda glad you told me.
STEVE: Yeah, it's gonna be good.
NOA: Ugh. My cell isn't working.
Yeah, the service is, um,
shitty, but it's gonna get better at my place.
Cool.
(CHUCKLES)
(SONG CONTINUES ON CAR STEREO)
(SLOW UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
(STEVE GROANS)
(STEVE SIGHS)
Fresh air, right?
NOA: Yeah.
It's amazing.
Who knew?
(IMPERCEPTIBLE CONVERSATION)
(STEVE EXHALES DEEPLY)
Oh.
- Kinda disappointing. - (STEVE LAUGHS)
(ROMANTIC SONG PLAYING ON SPEAKER)
(DRAWERS CLATTERING)
(DISHES CLANGING)
- (SNIFFS) - STEVE: Sizing me up?
Oh. Yeah.
Smells good.
STEVE: My sister got me that.
Apparently she thinks I like sandalwood.
- (CHUCKLES) - Okay.
(GLASSES CLINK)
Do you have, um...
Do you have Wi-Fi?
Still no service.
STEVE: Fuck, must've gone out again.
By the way,
um, I'm making my own version
of an old-fashioned with a twist.
And, um, it's gonna have some cherries in it.
(CLICKS TONGUE) Very thoughtful.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
(DRINK POURING)
STEVE: Cheers.
Cheers.
- NOA: Mmm. - Mmm?
That's really good.
- Yeah? - Mmm.
STEVE: Notice any interesting flavors in there?
Um...
- Peach? - No.
Close, very close.
NOA: Um...
- Apricot? - Oh.
- No. - No?
- What? Fuck. - So close. (CHUCKLES)
- (CHUCKLES) - So close. Come on.
NOA: Hmm.
- Nectarine? - Yes!
- Really? - Yeah, you got it.
(STEVE CHUCKLES)
Nectarine.
Um...
Your, uh, your house is intimidating.
You're all, like, you know,
fancy cocktails, and I'm like pancakes out of a bag. (CHUCKLES)
Yeah, but that's what I like about you.
No pretending.
Hmm.
By the way, that, um... The house in Cottage Grove,
it has a hot tub.
I don't know what you packed in that big bag of yours,
(ECHOING) but adjustable jets,
multiple lights, the whole ordeal.
It's gonna be like New Year's Eve in there.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
What? Sorry.
You're gonna need a bathing suit. (CHUCKLES)
STEVE: Noa. Noa, look at me.
Why are you sitting so far away?
Come here.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(GRUNTS)
(STEVE CLICKS TONGUE)
(GRUNTS)
(INDIE MUSIC PLAYING)
(EXHALES)
(GROANS)
Hey.
STEVE: Hi.
(EXHALES)
How did you sleep?
(INHALES DEEPLY) Yeah, good. Um...
What...
What happened?
I drugged you.
(CHUCKLES DRYLY)
(METAL CLINKING)
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
What, um...
What's going on, Steve?
I'm gonna tell you, but you're gonna freak out.
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
No, no. No, no, no, no.
Hmm. Hmm...
Mmm-mmm.
(WHISPERING) Steve, can you take these off, please?
Can't do that.
Can you take these off?
- Can't do that. - Steve.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Take this off.
I can't do that.
(WHIMPERING)
No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. (SNIFFLES)
No, no, no, no, no. No. No.
- No. No. This isn't happening. - Yeah, it's happening.
This isn't happening. This isn't happening.
Yes, it is.
Please, please, please, please. This is a joke.
Isn't it, Steve?
(SIGHS) Look, why don't you just try to...
(NOA WHIMPERS, MUMBLES)
- Noa. - Don't! Don't! Don't!
- I'm gonna stay right here. - NOA: Don't come near me.
- NOA: Do not come near me. - I'm staying right here.
Steve! (HYPERVENTILATES)
- Noa. - (PANTS, WHIMPERS)
(CRYING) Come on, Noa, think. What...
Oh, my God. Oh, my God!
(CRYING)
Steve...
are you gonna rape me?
I'm not gonna rape you.
(NOA WHIMPERS, BREATHING HEAVILY)
I like you, Noa. I like you.
All right?
Now, I want you to listen to me very carefully, okay?
Are you listening to me?
- (SHOUTS) Noa! - (GASPS)
There you are.
I'm gonna tell you now.
I'm gonna sell your meat.
People pay me a lot of money for it.
And your hair.
And weird shit like that.
It's a thing.
So...
I'm not... (CHUCKLES) I'm not gonna kill you...
...uh, right away...
Because the fresher the meat, the better.
So I'm gonna keep you alive for as long as I can.
- (CLAPPING, SNAPS FINGERS) - (HYPERVENTILATING)
Unless you act up.
All right? But listen, until then,
I'm gonna take care of you.
I'm gonna cook for you.
I'm actually a really good cook.
You don't know it yet.
As long as you don't act up, nothing bad has to happen, all right?
And look. This isn't bad, right?
By the way, look at the sunset. Look...
- (NOA YELLS) - (STEVE GRUNTS)
- (CONTINUES YELLING) - (CHAIN RATTLES)
Hey, hey, hey, hey...
- Come here. Come here. - No! No! No!
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
NOA: (SCREAMING) No! No!
(CRYING)
(GRUNTS)
(SHUSHES)
(WHISPERING) Be quiet. Calm down.
(MUFFLED GRUNTING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Stop being so dramatic.
(STRUGGLING)
(WHISPERING) It's okay.
It's okay.
(WHIMPERING)
There you go.
(SOBBING)
(DOOR SLIDES OPEN)
(DOOR CLOSES, LOCK CLICKS)
MOLLIE: Hi, where the fuck are you?
You're getting me all freaked out.
Call me or text me.
And I wanna hear where he took you.
(MESSAGE NOTIFICATION CHIMES)
(SCOFFS)
Trippin'.
(NOA SCREAMS, CRIES)
(SHOUTING) Help me!
(CRYING)
PENNY: He's not here.
Help me!
Help me, please! Please! Please, I'll do anything!
PENNY: I can't... I can't help you.
We're in the same boat.
Fuck!
PENNY: Tell me your name.
(NOA SNIFFLES)
Noa.
I'm Penny.
I was in town visiting.
Met Steve.
(PENNY CHUCKLES)
Now I'm slowly...
being eaten.
How long have you been here? (SNIFFLES)
PENNY: I've lost track.
I'm not even sure what time of day it is, to be honest. (CHUCKLES)
(MUMBLES)
People have to be looking for you.
Your... Your...
Your friends, your family, the police.
People have to be searching by now.
PENNY: The problem is,
I don't have much family. (CHUCKLES)
NOA: (WHIMPERS) Me neither.
PENNY: Makes sense.
NOA: Are there others?
PENNY: Just one other besides us, I think.
(SHOUTS) Hey, Melissa, can you hear me?
(MELISSA SINGING INDISTINCTLY)
PENNY: (CHUCKLES) She's lost her mind.
But I get it. (LAUGHING)
No judgment here.
We have to get out of here.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES)
Hmm...
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
- (CLATTERING) - WOMAN: Motherfucking...
(MOLLIE CHUCKLES)
(MESSAGE NOTIFICATION CHIMES)
Okay.
(UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING)
Fuck.
(MUFFLED UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
(GLASS CLINKS)
(SIGHS)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
- (DOOR LOCK CHIMES) - (DOOR SLIDES OPEN)
STEVE: Hey.
How are you?
(STEVE CLICKS TONGUE) Still angry.
At least try the cake.
I need to shower.
Alone?
(CHUCKLES) It's a joke. It was a stupid joke.
I'm trying, you know? I'm trying to...
I'm trying to make you laugh and it's not working.
Can't you just give me one smile, please?
Just one?
(STEVE CHUCKLES)
Is that a yes?
(CLICKS TONGUE)
(SOFTLY) Okay.
God, I mean, (SIGHS)
you're gonna have to loosen up a little bit.
I know things are a little different,
but it's still me, you know?
Still the guy I was at the bar that night.
I meant everything I said to you.
Just...
no games, right? No projections?
Isn't that what you wanted?
(STEVE SIGHS)
Are you gonna be good?
(DISCORDANT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(YELLS, GRUNTS)
- (BOTH GRUNT) - Bad girl.
(BODY THUDS)
(POP MUSIC PLAYING)
(STEVE HUMMING)
STEVE: (SINGING MUFFLEDLY) I don't wanna lose you
I don't want you walking away
(EKG MACHINE BEEPING STEADILY)
We're so good together
(SLURRING) I can't move.
STEVE: I know.
I gave you an epidural, so you won't feel much.
(SLURRING) What are you doing?
STEVE: Hmm...
I'm taking your ass.
(NOA GASPS)
NOA: No.
- STEVE: Yes. - No.
STEVE: You lost my trust, Noa.
So there are gonna have to be consequences.
(SINGING) Don't leave me here with my restless heart
(WHIMPERING) Please.
I'm cauterizing your ass so you won't be a bloody mess.
- (SLURRING) Please stop. - Noa, it's gonna be okay.
Hey, I'm a doctor, remember?
(GASPS, CRYING)
Hey.
(SCOFFS)
Yo.
Thanks for letting me stop by.
Yeah, well, you didn't really give me a choice, so...
Boy, stop acting like you didn't wanna see me.
And I wanted to see your face again.
- You wanted to see my face? - Yeah.
(CHUCKLES) You wanted to see my face.
MOLLIE: I did.
Mollie, you ain't never gonna change. I still can't give you his info.
- If I even had it. - (SIGHS)
Come on, please?
It's the only connection that I have right now.
Why don't you just go to the police?
- The police. - Yeah.
And say what?
That my best friend went away with a guy
and extended her trip and she's texting me,
but I don't think it's her?
Why not? She white, right?
- (CHUCKLES) - Don't do that.
PAU: No, I'm playin', I'm playin'. Listen, I get it.
I get it. But I could lose my job, Mollie.
Look, she wouldn't just disappear like this, okay?
Look, I can tell you when they were here.
(SIGHS) Mollie.
She told me that you were their bartender
and he must have used a credit card, right?
Look, even just his last name would be a huge help.
Please?
What are you doing?
(SIGHS) She's doing the pouty lip.
Don't do the pouty lip. Don't do that.
- (SIGHS) - Just think about it. For me?
I'll think about it.
- MOLLIE: Can we shake on it? - You remember that?
- Do you remember it? - Do I...
Shit.
- Hey. - Get outta here.
You lookin' good, by the way.
- Me? - Mmm-hmm.
- It's the beard. - Mmm.
Yeah, it's connecting now.
Got this new beard oil.
(SIGHS)
(MELISSA SINGING MUFFLEDLY)
PENNY: Noa.
How's your ass?
NOA: Still gone.
The pain meds are helping me not care as much.
(GRUNTING)
PENNY: He's so sweet, right?
(SIGHS DEEPLY)
I just wanna hurt him, Penny.
PENNY: It's all I think about.
I can't believe I slept with him.
PENNY: Wait,
you fucked him?
I never did. (CHUCKLES)
I don't think any of the others did either.
I am not slut-shaming you, by the way.
(NOA GROANS)
I'd say it's a compliment.
I'm so fucking stupid.
PENNY: No. You're not.
(NOA SIGHS)
PENNY: (CHUCKLES) It is not our fault, Noa.
(VOICE SHAKING) It's...
always...
theirs.
(PENNY SOBBING)
(SIGHS)
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
(CELL PHONE BUZZES)
(MOLLIE CHUCKLES)
(KEYBOARD CLACKING)
(MOUSE CLICKS, SCROLLS)
- What... - (MACHINE WHIRRING)
(SIGHS)
The fuck?
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
- (SIGHS) - (NOA GRUNTING)
(URINATING)
(PENNY SCREAMS, WHIMPERS)
PENNY: Get the fuck off me.
Fuck.
(PANTING)
(PENNY CRIES OUT)
(PENNY SCREAMS)
ANN: Wow, you did it.
ANN'S SON: Mom, I made it!
(SIGHS)
- (DOOR SLIDES OPEN) - STEVE: Extra cherries.
You've earned it.
Oh, fuck. (SIGHS)
I'm so tired.
Woke up at 2:00 a. m. last night going, "Really? Now?"
(SIGHS) I had to be up at 6:00.
Then you know you're not going back to sleep.
You're up fuckin' three hours later. How are the meds?
Great, great, great.
Still in denial?
Yeah. Well...
Look, it's gonna take a little time,
but eventually, you're gonna learn to accept
that things don't always turn out the way you thought they would.
You know, we all die.
But it's really just how we decide to go out.
Why did you sleep with me, Steve?
(CLICKS TONGUE)
I told you, I, um...
I told you, I liked you.
Anyway, it was a mistake.
(STEVE GRUNTS, SIGHS)
All right, try to relax.
Fear and stress isn't good for the meat.
(DOOR SLIDES OPEN)
(DOOR SLIDES CLOSE, LOCK CLICKS)
(SIGHS)
NOA: Penny?
Penny, please, just answer already.
Please, Penny.
Penny!
PENNY: What do you want?
Oh, fuck.
Jesus.
Now, was that so hard?
(NOA SIGHS)
PENNY: (SHAKILY) I'm done, Noa.
(EXHALES)
No, you're not.
(PENNY CRIES, SIGHS)
I don't even know who I am anymore.
(PENNY CRYING)
I hope he fucking chokes.
And then he gets a fucking tapeworm.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
And it just eats him from the inside, slowly.
And that all his weirdo friends
shit and puke out of their eyes
till they all fucking die.
You're such a sweetheart, Penny.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Just...
stay strong.
Okay?
- I'll get you those nuts. - Thanks.
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)
(CHUCKLES)
(DOOR BELL CHIMES)
ANN: (OVER INTERCOM) Whatever you're selling,
I'm not interested.
Oh, no. I'm not selling anything. Sorry.
(CLEARS THROAT) My name is Mollie, and...
ANN: Do I know you?
No.
But I'm looking for my friend, Noa,
and I was hoping you could help me.
I think your husband might know her.
It really should only take a minute.
(ANN SIGHS)
(DOOR OPENS)
You do realize how strange that sounds, right?
Yes, I do, and, um...
I don't really know how to say this, but, um...
I think she may have been seeing your husband.
What are you talking about?
(DOOR SLIDES OPEN)
Hi.
(NOA GRUNTS SOFTLY)
Do you need anything?
No. Thank you.
Okay.
What does it taste like?
Well...
It depends on where it comes from and how it's prepared.
But...
if it's done right...
it's fucking exquisite.
It's like nothing you've ever had before.
NOA: Hmm.
That's it?
(CHUCKLES WRYLY)
(DOOR SLIDES CLOSE)
(LOCK CLICKS)
ANN: Go up to the playroom while I make dinner, okay?
ANN'S SON: Yeah! I got here first!
Listen, um...
I'm not even positive that's my husband in the picture.
You can't really see the face.
Plus I saw him this morning before he went to work, so...
- Here. - Thanks.
Honestly, this is... This is crazy.
You should go to the police if you're so worried about your friend.
(CHUCKLES) Um...
Does he ever go out of town
- for work or anything? - No.
Well, they went away to Cottage Grove, like, a week ago,
and I haven't heard from her since then and I'm just...
I don't know where that is.
- I'm just worried, okay? - Yeah, I understand.
I'm really sorry.
- Um... - (DOOR OPENS)
That's my husband right now. You need to leave, okay?
I'm just desperate. Woman-to-woman, maybe your husband has more information.
I'm not trying to mess anything up for anybody here.
I'm just trying to find my friend.
MAN: Hey. ANN: Hey.
- Hello. Hi. - Hey.
(KEYS CLATTER)
- What's going on? - ANN: Nothing.
Nothing. This woman was just leaving.
You're Steve, right?
No, I'm Brendan.
But you go by Steve, right?
No. Just Brendan. Who are you?
I'm Mollie. Um...
My friend Noa, uh, I think you know her, she's missing.
Noa. Um... (EXHALES SHARPLY)
No, I'm sorry, I... I don't.
Um...
- Do you, honey? - No, of course not.
That's terrible. Yeah, I don't know, I think you have the wrong house.
Yeah. Yeah, you're probably right.
Okay.
- I'm sorry. Sorry about that. - No.
We're sorry we couldn't help you.
Sorry about your friend.
I'm just thinking, when's the last time you saw her?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Oh, it's you.
(CHUCKLES) Mollie, right?
Really shouldn't have done that.
(BLOW LANDS)
(RINGTONE SONG CONTINUES PLAYING)
STEVE: Noa said we'd get along.
Fuck!
Let's see.
(GRUNTS)
STEVE: So...
why did you ask me what it tasted like?
Um... (GRUNTS)
I don't know.
I guess I was... curious.
STEVE: You were curious?
You expect me to believe that?
You can believe what you want.
Okay.
Let's have dinner and we'll see how curious you are.
Brought you some stuff. Figured you might wanna...
change.
(LOCK CLICKS)
(SIGHS)
(UPBEAT HIP-HOP SONG PLAYING)
PAUL: Mmm.
(GRUNTING)
Fuck.
(SCREENSHOT CLICKS)
(UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING)
- (WATER RUNNING) - The boys go down okay?
Mmm-hmm. They asked for you.
(STEVE SIGHS)
How was work?
Good.
Actually, I'm gonna be late tomorrow night.
Lots to do now with the new product.
Got some big clients expecting deliveries.
I'm gonna take a shower.
Good teamwork today.
- (TAP CREAKS) - (WATER RUNNING)
(MELANCHOLIC SONG PLAYING)
(MELANCHOLIC SONG CONTINUES OVER EARPHONES)
(SLICING)
(NEW AGE MUSIC PLAYING)
(CART RATTLING)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(CHAINSAW WHIRRING)
(POPS)
STEVE: Don't worry, I'm not gonna drug you.
Again.
You better not.
Cheers.
STEVE: So you mentioned you were curious.
Yeah.
All right, what do you wanna know?
Well...
Um...
When did you first try it?
- (DISHES CLATTERING) - STEVE: Um...
I was, um, 18 or 19.
Nineteen, yeah.
And, look...
it wasn't an overnight thing, you know?
First, I was actually horrified.
I mean, how could possibly be capable of doing something like this?
You know, I was a normal kid, I had friends, I had a normal life,
and now I gotta deal with this thing
that I couldn't share with anybody.
And that killed me.
But I couldn't stop thinking about it.
I couldn't get the, um, taste out of my mouth.
The texture.
I liked it. I liked the way it made me feel.
So I thought, "I gotta find out if there's more out there," you know.
"I can't possibly be the only person that feels this way."
And I wasn't.
There's a whole community of people that are devoted to this.
And that's when my life started making sense.
I mean, it's...
It's a very powerful thing.
This whole world, if you only knew. It's, um...
It's about giving.
Giving yourself over to somebody.
Becoming one with somebody else, forever.
And that's...
That's a beautiful thing.
That's surrender.
That's love.
(STEVE INHALES SHARPLY) (DISHES CLATTER)
And how many people are in this community?
STEVE: Not many.
The one percent of the one percent.
You know, there's nothing these people can't afford, right?
They want the one thing
that no one else has
or can get.
And that's where I come in.
I can get it for them.
I made a name for myself. (CRUSHING PEPPER)
Is it only women that you eat?
STEVE: Yeah.
Why?
That's where the market is.
Plus, women just taste better.
(UTENSILS CLATTER)
So...
I cooked us something.
If you're open to trying it.
Is it...
Is it me?
No.
We'll have a bite together.
(FORK CLATTER ECHOES)
(GULPS)
(HEARTBEAT POUNDING RHYTHMICALLY)
(INDISTINCT GROWL)
(SQUELCHES)
(SCRAPING)
(HEARTBEAT INCREASING)
STEVE: This meal is about $30,000.
That's crazy.
Be a lot more if she was still alive.
Hope.
That was her name.
Kinda funny.
(CHUCKLES) It's kinda funny.
Stupid.
It's not what I expected.
It's, um...
It's indescribable.
(NOA CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(LOCK CLICKS, DOOR SLIDES OPEN)
Thank you, Steve.
You're welcome, Noa.
(CLICKS TONGUE)
You know how I knew you were special?
'Cause you're fucked up, too.
(LOCK CLICKS)
(SIGHS)
(BEEPS)
(SIGHS)
STEVE: All right. Let's go.
(MOLLIE GROANING WEAKLY)
(GRUNTING WEAKLY)
(NOA RETCHING)
(COUGHS, SPITS)
(PANTING)
(RETCHING, SPITS)
(PANTING)
PENNY: Noa!
NOA: Penny. Yeah?
PENNY: That definitely didn't sound like Melissa.
Yeah.
Sounds like someone new.
(GROANS WEAKLY)
(EKG MACHINE BEEPING STEADILY)
PENNY: You know, the other night,
I was thinking
about how nice
it's been to talk to you.
But then I was like, what if you're not real...
...and I'm just going crazy? (CHUCKLES)
Like Melissa.
But I feel like if I had an imaginary friend,
I wouldn't name her Noa.
It'd be, like...
Sean Connery.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
I wish I could see you.
PENNY: Me, too.
(BEEPS)
STEVE: I have something for you.
Go ahead.
Open it.
Do you like it?
(CLICKS TONGUE) It's pink.
I love it. (CHUCKLES)
Thank you.
Maybe you can wear it tonight and, uh,
we can have dinner again.
Yeah. Okay.
I'll pick you up at 7:00.
I have no idea what time it is.
I know.
Sure.
Maybe you can freshen up.
- (DOOR LOCK CLICKS) - (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
(SPRITZING)
(DOOR BEEPS)
Well, hello.
STEVE: Hi.
NOA: I see we've made it to the dinner table.
Yes, we have.
NOA: Is, um...?
Is this a date, Steve?
Maybe it is.
(ROMANTIC SONG PLAYING ON SPEAKER)
(NOA BREATHES DEEPLY)
(STEVE CHUCKLES)
- Ooh. - Well...
All right.
It's gonna be an interesting night.
Yeah.
It is.
- (CHUCKLES) - Great.
Let's get drunk.
I was thinking about what you said that night.
About growing up alone and all.
Made me realize nobody's ever really cooked for you.
And that made me sad.
Everyone has to have someone cook for them once.
Pate.
- (MUNCHING) - Liver.
And garlic and rosemary.
(NOA CHUCKLES)
- Mmm. - Mmm.
NOA: I do taste the garlic.
Definitely. Whoa.
You can make it next time. Just the way you like it.
(CHUCKLES)
Who's this?
- This? - Mmm.
This is Melissa.
Melissa.
(CHUCKLES)
I mean, that's so boring.
Isn't it? (CHUCKLES)
Like, she...
She tastes so, you know, decadent...
and her name's Melissa. (CHUCKLES)
Well...
Thought you were gonna say something, you know, like,
Joy.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Guess we finished all of Hope.
Oh, no, there's more Hope left.
(LAUGHS)
Did Melissa ever get a candlelit dinner?
(CHAIR SLIDES BACKWARD)
(SWITCH BEEPS)
STEVE: Welcome to my world.
The clients wanna feel closer to the women.
They become a part of you in some way.
There's Melissa.
And no, she never had a candlelight dinner.
Where is my stuff?
(STEVE EXHALES DEEPLY)
(CLICKS TONGUE)
(SOFTLY) With me, I guess.
All right, come on.
There's more to eat.
STEVE: (ECHOING) We never did make it
to Cottage Grove, did we?
That's too bad.
(DISHES CLATTERING)
It's really serene out there.
Really makes me wanna hug a tree. (LAUGHS)
Anyway, who knows? Maybe we could still go.
Okay, so this is, uh,
breast meat.
And it's, um, it's really nice.
It's fatty and subtle.
I don't know.
It might even be familiar.
(LAUGHING)
What?
- No, it's... - Is it...?
No, it's, uh...
It's just stupid. (CHUCKLES)
- No, no, no, go ahead. - No, I can't.
Come on.
You gotta tell me.
No, it's just, um...
You saved the breast till last.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Oh, my God.
That was, um...
That's good.
This is really nice, Steve. You know?
You're right, no one has ever cooked for me, so...
It's not quite how I pictured it,
but, you know, it's... It is nice.
Yeah.
She's got better tits than me. (LAUGHS)
You're not disagreeing?
- (LAUGHING) No, it's not... - Thanks, Steve.
- I wasn't saying that. - Thanks a lot, Steve.
(LAUGHING)
STEVE: What's...?
- Um... - (NOA LAUGHS)
(NOA SOBBING)
(SOFTLY) Sorry.
Sorry, it's just...
Um, it's just... (SNIFFLES)
It is really nice.
And it's...
It's...
all just so confusing.
And I can't quite process...
(CONTINUES SOBBING)
...'cause I feel awful.
I feel...
awful.
'Cause...
'Cause I don't... I don't feel awful.
Fuck.
(SOFTLY) Hey, come here.
Noa. (SNIFFLES)
Hey.
It's okay.
- It's okay. - (CONTINUES SOBBING)
(KISSES)
It's all gonna be okay.
You're just different.
And I knew it from the moment I met you.
(KISSING)
(STEVE BREATHES DEEPLY)
(STEVE CHUCKLES)
I forgot to handcuff you.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES, SNIFFLES)
You did.
Do you wanna dance?
Yeah.
(ROMANTIC SONG PLAYING)
Yeah, I do.
(SPANISH ROMANTIC SONG PLAYING)
(DOOR OPENS)
Fuck!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
- (CONTINUES SCREAMING) - (NOA PANTING)
You fuck!
(STEVE GROANS)
Oh, God!
(GROANING IN AGONY)
Come on, come on.
(WHIMPERS)
You fucking bitch.
- (PANTING) - (STEVE CONTINUES GROANING)
- Hurry. - (STEVE BANGING ON DOOR)
(SCREAMING) Goddamn it, Noa!
You fucking bitch!
I'm gonna cut your heart out!
(SHUDDERS)
Oh, my God, Mollie.
- Are you okay? Are you okay? - (MOLLIE GROANING)
(PANTING) I'm so sorry. Hey, come on, come on. Okay.
- Oh, fuck. - Give me your hand.
What is wrong with you?
I can't tell you right now, but I will.
Put those on. I'll be right back!
MOLLIE: Where are you going?
(GRUNTS, GROANS)
Penny? Oh, my God, Penny! Are you okay?
It's so good to finally see you. Are you okay?
Mollie! Mollie!
- Noa? - Mollie, come help!
- Noa? Oh, my God. - Come on, we gotta go.
(GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
(WOMEN GRUNTING, PANTING)
- Are you okay? - Mmm-hmm. Yes.
You good?
(MOLLIE GROANS IN PAIN)
PENNY: Oh, shit!
MOLLIE: Oh, fuck.
(PANTING HEAVILY)
(DUMBWAITER DINGS)
(PENNY AND STEVE GRUNT) (MOLLIE YELLING)
(GRUNTS)
(PENNY EXCLAIMS)
(STEVE AND MOLLIE GRUNT)
(YELLS)
- (KNIFE CLATTERS) - (NOA PANTS)
(NOA AND STEVE GRUNT)
(MOLLIE YELLS, GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(BOTH GRUNT)
- (PANTING) - (GROANS)
Mollie. Mollie.
(NOA PANTING)
- Mollie. - (STEVE GRUNTS)
(MOLLIE GRUNTING)
(STEVE AND MOLLIE GRUNT) (BOWL CLATTERS)
(NOA PANTING)
- STEVE: Come here. - No. No!
Where do you think you're going, Noa, huh?
Where do you think you're going?
Think you're going somewhere?
You're not gonna fucking leave.
Fuck. (YELLS)
(STEVE SCREAMS)
(NOA PANTING)
(ALL STRAINING)
(KNIFE CLATTERS)
NOA: No! (PANTING)
(MOLLIE GRUNTS)
MOLLIE: We gotta get the fuck outta here.
(WOMEN PANTING, GROANING)
(GROANS)
- Fuck. - (PHONE CLATTERS)
(REGGAE MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO)
Naw, son, this shit is creepy as fuck.
I must've taken a wrong turn back there.
This some bullshit.
Whoa.
Come on, Mollie.
Where you at?
NOA: How the fuck did he get you?
MOLLIE: I was trying to find you, but I found him. (GROANS)
I knew shit was off.
NOA: I'm so sorry. It's all my fault.
You guys are so cute.
Oh, fuck! Oh, shit.
PENNY: Are you okay? MOLLIE: Yeah, I'm okay.
We gotta get up. I'm gonna pick you up.
(DOOR CLOSES)
STEVE: (SHOUTS) Noa!
Oh, fuck.
PENNY: Oh, this fucking guy!
STEVE: Fuck.
(SHOUTING) Noa!
(GRUNTING)
You lied to me!
I'm gonna kill all you fucking bitches!
Watch out! He has a gun!
Naw, fuck this shit.
MOLLIE: We gotta split up. We gotta zigzag.
Fuck. (PANTING)
Come on, man, we seen this movie.
We don't make it out this bitch alive, you know this.
GPS got me twisted and shit.
STEVE: (SHOUTING) Noa!
I'm sorry!
Okay? I'm sorry!
I'm sorry.
Is that what you want me to say?
Huh? (DOOR CLOSES)
(BREATH QUIVERS)
ANN: Get a flashlight.
(SNIFFLES)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(BREATHING SHAKILY)
STEVE: Go ahead, you keep on fucking hiding.
You keep on fucking hiding!
(GUNSHOTS)
(GASPS SOFTLY)
STEVE: Stupid fucking weak
pussy-ass fucking bitches.
That's what you are.
Fucking bitches.
(PANTING)
(STEVE WHEEZING)
STEVE: Come on!
Fuck.
PENNY: (SHOUTING) Hey, you fucking half-dick!
- (FIRES GUN) - (PENNY YELLS)
(STEVE GRUNTS)
(NOA YELLS)
(WOMEN YELLING AND GRUNTING)
NOA: Pig!
(WHEEZING)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Come on.
Give me a smile.
(GRUNTS)
Fuck. (PANTING)
(PANTING)
- (GUN CLATTERS) - (NOA CRYING)
MOLLIE: We did it, okay? We're safe.
NOA: Penny, are you okay?
(GRUNTING)
NOA: Fuck!
Fuck!
I don't have any signal.
Oh, shit.
I left my phone. (SNIFFLES)
- Okay, you stay with Penny. - MOLLIE: What?
- You goin' back out there? - I gotta get my phone.
Look, come right the fuck back, okay?
Okay.
MOLLIE: For real. NOA: I will.
Come here.
(INSECTS CHIRPING) (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
ANN: Hmm.
We need to clean this up.
MAN: Yes, ma'am.
Let's get his body on ice.
Yes, ma'am.
(NOA PANTING HEAVILY)
Come on, come on.
(GASPS) Yes. Yes.
(PANTING)
(GASPS)
- Oh, my God, you got him. - What?
I thought this would never end.
You got him.
Who are you?
Thank you. We're free now, right?
- What? - Thank you. Thank you.
(NOA STRAINING)
MOLLIE: Anything?
Nothing.
Oh, fuck.
(NOA GRUNTING AND SCREAMING)
What the hell is that?
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(CHOKING)
I wanna watch your life slip away.
(STABBING)
(GASPS, COUGHS)
(CHOKING)
You fucking cunt!
(GRUNTS) Mollie! Mollie!
(GRUNTS)
MOLLIE: (YELLS) I asked you for help!
Bitches like you are the fucking problem!
(BOTH PANTING)
Who the...
Who the hell is that?
Steve's wife.
What?
He's married?
Was... Was married.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
I fucking love you, Mollie.
I love you more.
(UPBEAT SONG PLAYING)