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Undeserving, The (2024)

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Undeserving, The (2024)

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(rumbling contemplative music)

(water splashes) (gulls caw)

(heavy breaths echo)

[Harper] It's okay to be a monster.

It's okay to be a monster.

It's time to be a monster.

Go be a f*cking monster.

(breaths heave)

("Break Me Down")

Make it work again

After all 'cause you're my best friend

And I can say I know your story

Of broken hearts and us playing pretend

Break me, break me down, down

Break me, break me down

Break me, break me down, down

Break me, break me down

("Break Me Down" continues)

(phone rings)

Hi, Mom.

Why are you answering the phone?

Because you called me.

You're supposed to

be doing your homework.

- I am.

- Is that true?

No.

I was reading a book,

but I was supposed to be

doing my homework afterwards,

and you didn't know that,

and you called me anyway,

which means he technically stopped me

from doing my homework.

How are you so good

at making nonsense sound so intelligent?

- It's a gift.

- Oh my God.

You're so much like a father.

I can't stand it.

- Don't say that to me, Mommy.

- Don't say what?

That you're like your father? Why not?

Because he doesn't like

me, and I don't like him.

(people chatter and laugh indistinctly)

[Lion] Cass, let me speak

with you for a minute.

(soft tense music)

I'm busy.

- What are you doing?

- Is that necessary?

[Man] That depends on who's asking.

[Ari] I'm Ari Hammerstein.

I'm a reporter for the "Global News."

Reporter? Is that what we're doing, Cass?

We talking to reporters?

Look, I told you what I was gonna do.

(tense brooding music)

Did you think I was joking?

I think it's time for you to go.

Nothing better happen to her!

- Let me go!

- Let's go.

It's true, Mommy.

He never looks at me, he never talks to me,

and when he does talk to me,

it's like he never met me.

He's my father, and I don't

know anything about him.

(tense brooding music) (footsteps thud)

Let's go.

(door thuds)

What did you tell the reporter?

I didn't tell him anything,

and I wasn't going to.

I just needed him here as

proof that I have information

that could destroy my brother-in-law,

the great Lion Caldwell.

But what I do know is that

I can't go rollerskating

like a normal kid because of him.

I can't do anything that kids my age

are doing because of him.

(soft tense music)

I'm sorry the life we've

given you makes you so angry.

It's not you, Mommy.

- I love you. It's him.

- Paisley,

you need to love your father.

He's not the terrible

person that you think he is.

Everything he does is for us.

But I don't like him.

Then we need to work on

that, just not right now.

You need to close that book over there

that I know you're reading

and do your homework.

- Is that a Mommy order?

- Yes it is.

Then I'll do as you

request but under protest.

- Okay. Goodbye, sweetheart.

- Bye, Mommy.

Oh, kiss me on the forehead

when you come home.

It wasn't about what I was gonna say.

It was about your reaction to the thought

that I might say anything,

and your paranoid behavior

told him everything

- that he needed to know.

- Which was what?

(chuckles) That I have something on you.

I know it, you know it,

and now the whole world is gonna know it,

thanks to my boy Hammerstein.

You didn't have to do this, Cass.

I told you I was gonna get you your money.

- When?

- It's $5 million!

It's not like I got it in my back pocket.

All right, so let me get this straight.

The boss hired an assassin to

take out his sister-in-law,

but he don't trust the assassin.

So we're here to assassinate the assassins

after the assassination.

Technically, in this

case, she's not a assassin.

She's a hit man or a hit woman, whatever.

Assassin just sounds better.

What are we gonna do?

Look here, bro. Boss man

don't like no loose ends.

He don't like loose ends in hair.

He don't like the f*cking R&B

group from the 80s Loose End.

He definitely don't like no loose lip b*tch

that could potentially

sink our entire battleship.

I want my money, and

I want my money tonight,

or me and Hammerstein are

gonna be up all night,

talking about g*ns, who's buying

them and who's selling 'em.

Goodnight. Oh, and happy anniversary.

(door rattles) (footsteps thud)

f*ck!

(footsteps thud)

Hold on.

(door thuds)

- I forgot my phone.

- Go get it. Hurry up.

(footsteps thud) (door creaks)

[Lion] I want that degenerate

(speaks indistinctly) b*tch dead.

[First] Everything's already in place.

When you and Jessica

are upstairs having your anniversary dance,

our assassin's been instructed

to take that b*tch in the blue wig out.

Good. She can't know it came from me.

She won't.

The assassin's been instructed

to take out a few people around you,

make it look like you are the target.

All the meanwhile, we get

you and Jessica to safety.

Poor little Cass, on the other hand,

she'll just happen to be a casualty

of what appears to be a hit on your life.

(soft hip hop music)

(door clicks open)

[Jessica] What did you do?

(door rattles)

(footsteps thud)

(jacket rustles)

Hey sis, I need you to wear my wig.

What?

I bet your husband's friend

first that if you wore my wig,

then you would be the

sexiest woman in the room.

Okay, why would you do that?

He noticed that all the

guys were looking at me.

He told me that I was the

sexiest woman in the room.

I told him it was the wig,

but he disagreed, so we bet.

We bet that if you wore my wig,

then you would be the

sexiest woman in the room.

Okay. So how much did you bet?

$10,000.

- $10,000? Cass!

You promised if I let

you move back in with me,

you would never gamble again.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I know, I know, but it

was just a stupid bet.

Besides, if Lion see you

going up those stairs

in this blue wig, girl,

he is gonna lose his mind.

If I go crazy

(child speaks indistinctly)

("If I Go Crazy")

If I go crazy

Crazy, now come and save me

If I go crazy

(thunder booms) (R&B music)

Well, well, well. How are you, lovely?

- I'm fine.

- Apparently.

Tell me something I don't know.

My name is Cousin, and you are?

A mystery. - (laughs) Okay, mystery.

I'm working right now, but

if you give me the pleasure,

I would love to take you out

to dinner when I'm not working.

- A realtor?

- Yeah.

This ain't even a real business card.

- Why would you say that?

- 'Cause it just says Cousin.

Doesn't even have a last name.

(birds chirp) (boat rumbles)

Hello, Lion, baby.

What the f*ck are you wearing?

What? What do you mean?

It's my hair? I thought you'd like it.

It is your hair, but

baby, why you got it on?

I thought you'd like it.

- We got go downstairs.

- What do you mean?

(g*nshots blast)

(b*llet thuds) (glass shatters)

(g*nshots blast) (people scream)

(birds chirp)

(g*n thuds and rattles)

(zipper zips)

(footsteps shuffle)

(water laps)

Baby.

(Lion cries)

(footsteps thud) (men breathe heavily)

Find Cass and the sh**ter

and bring 'em to me.

You got it, brother.

(footsteps thud)

(tense music) (crickets chirp)

Copy that. He wants her alive.

(Velcro rips)

(tense brooding music) (g*ns click)

(footsteps shuffle) (bugs chitter)

(feet skid)

Ooh! The boss wants to see you.

I don't have a boss. I have a contract.

Ah. I was hoping you'd say that. (grunts)

(dramatic hip hop music) (mercenary grunts)

(air whooshes) (footsteps thud)

Alive! Alive!

(footsteps shuffle)

(bugs chitter)

(footsteps thud)

(Harper whimpers)

(g*nshots blast)

(Harper whimpers) (g*nshots blast)

(g*nshots blast)

(leaves rustle) (Harper whimpers)

(tense music)

(tense music builds)

(Harper growls)

(g*n whooshes in air)

(g*nshots blast) (flesh squelches)

(g*nshots blast) (flesh squelches)

(g*n thuds)

(bugs chitter) (footsteps thud)

(Harper pants)

(leaves rustle)

(Harper cries out) (Harper gags)

Go to sleep. Go to sleep.

We got her.

(birds chirp)

(crickets chirp) (footsteps shuffle)

Don't try nothing, pretty lady.

Get yourself smoked out here.

Oh, not you, not you.

[Mercenary] Come on. What are you thinking?

- Get back up there.

- Calm the f*ck down!

[Cousin] Go up, now.

(dog barks)

I'm gonna f*ck you, lady.

(footsteps thud)

(footsteps thud)

- Where's my sister?

- Calm the f*ck down, Cass.

We both know you didn't

give a damn about Jessica.

[First] Make another move,

and you'll be the first to f*cking die.

You know, I haven't k*lled

anybody in over 15 years,

but you two m*therf*ckers

got me in a k*lling mood.

[Harper] If you're gonna k*ll us,

just k*ll us and get it over with.

What if I don't wanna k*ll you both?

Maybe I wanna k*ll just one.

Who should I k*ll, Cass?

- k*ll her.

- You?

No, no, no, no, no. k*ll, k*ll her.

She's the sh**ter! I'm harmless.

Listen, look, I know I've

been blackmailing you,

but my sister just died, and we're family!

Shut the f*ck up! We ain't family!

(tense brooding music)

You the one who switched

the wigs out with my wife.

Why would you do that?

[Cass] She wanted to feel sexy, okay?

And who put that in her

head that she wasn't sexy?

[Cass] I don't know!

Do you have any idea who you k*lled?

Do you even care?

They don't pay me to care.

They pay me to k*ll.

Well, look, you can't k*ll me, okay?

I got Hammerstein on speed dial,

and he's ready to write

your obituary, b*tch.

If he don't hear from me soon,

he's gonna plaster your name

all over the national airways.

Hammerstein is dead, Cass.

(laughs) I was just playing.

I didn't mean, I didn't mean that.

[Lion] Take 'em to the chair.

(footsteps thud)

(Harper whimpers)

b*tch!

(Harper screams) (dramatic music)

(punches thud) (Cass and Harper grunt)

Look at me. I said look at me!

(Harper cries out)

Do you know what I am?

I'm a wizard, which basically means

that I'm a conscious agent of the devil.

When you make it to the

kingdom of darkness,

be sure to tell Lucifer and

the rest of his sinners around

that you have never seen an

evil more masterfully crafted

as you did in the face of the

man that m*rder*d you tonight.

You k*lled my wife.

I shot the target.

The target was not my wife!

(Harper breathes raggedly)

The target was the

lady with the blue wig.

There was only one person at

the party dressed like that.

I shot the target.

(g*nshots blast) (blood squelches)

(g*nsh*t blasts)

(heartbeat thumps echo)

(tense music)

Throw that in good.

(soft tense music) (water trickles)

(water splashes)

Walk on water, b*tch.

(Harper coughs)

How is this b*tch still alive?

I don't know, but she won't be for long.

(water splashes and burbles)

(people speak indistinctly)

(water splashes)

(water burbles)

(water splashes) (Harper

gasps and sputters)

(dramatic music)

(soft contemplative music)

(water splashes) (Harper

gasps and sputters)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

(birds chirp)

(door opens)

- Thank you, sweetheart.

- That was so smart

to pass the square to

do a dance after bingo.

I haven't had that much fun in years.

- And we both won.

- Yes, we did.

It was the perfect night

with the perfect wife.

- I love you.

- I love you back.

- What is it?

- Come here.

(chair rattles)

(water splashes) (women cough)

(chair rattles)

I think those people need our help.

(water splashes) (women gasp)

(footsteps squelch)

Are you two okay?

- You check this one.

- Okay.

- Call 911. I'll call.

- Okay.

- I'll check this one here.

- Okay.

[Henry] Oh boy.

This one's bleeding with

multiple g*nsh*t wounds.

Is she breathing?

Yeah, she's breathing.

No police. Help us, please.

She doesn't want us to call the police.

[Henry] Here. Come help me with this one!

I'm gonna lift her up. You

take her to the house, okay?

One, two, three.

(Henry and Tonya grunt)

- You got her?

- I got her.

- You got her?

- Yeah, I got her.

All right.

(Henry pants)

God.

(grunts) Don't you die on me.

(soft music)

(door rattles)

(keys jingle) (door slams)

(keys slam)

Mr. Caldwell.

(couch groans)

I didn't think you'd be awake.

Where's my mother?

- Is she dead?

- Why would you say that?

Because she knows that I don't like you

and you don't like me.

So if she were alive,

she'd be here right now,

kissing me on the forehead.

Just get some sleep, okay?

(footsteps shuffle)

(footsteps thud)

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!

[Lion] Little girl.

- Get me off of me!

- Shut up!

- Get off of me!

- Shut up!

(people speak indistinctly)

Get off of me! Get off of me!

Get off of me! (sobs)

(door slams)

I can stay if you want me to.

It won't be necessary. You can go home.

(babysitter cries)

(Paisley cries) (door opens)

(item thuds)

Little girl, I can't express

to you how lucky you are

that sh**ter didn't hit me in my head.

- How did she die?

- Does it matter?

Yes, it does.

- She was shot in the head.

- Because of you?

- Indirectly.

- Did you k*ll 'em?

- Did I k*ll who?

- Whoever m*rder*d my mother!

Did you k*ll them?

(tense brooding music)

(spatula scrapes) (soft music)

[Lion] What do you got going on?

I'm cooking breakfast. You hungry?

- Where's the rat poison?

- Why would I poison the man

who would avenge my mother?

I love her, and she loves you.

Now we're all each other has.

(rapper raps indistinctly) (pan clangs)

She a Gemini, call a mama two toe

But you f*cking with

her (raps indistinctly)

Now call me (pan clangs)

I know you holding,

I'ma leave it like it is

It is Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She on the real for real

She love me baby like Michael the mil

Rasta my vision,

I want me some millions

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She on the real for real

She love me baby like Michael

Can I ask you two questions?

And you have to be honest.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Only if I could ask you one first,

and the same rules apply.

Follow your n*gga

Okay.

If I tell you the truth,

will you keep my secrets?

Yes.

I got it, I ran up a b*tch

Ask your questions.

Did my Aunt Cass have

something to do with the m*rder?

Like a vet

But shawty your virgin was panickin'

You for the streets, I could tell you

(door creaks) (rapper raps indistinctly)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ride on the B like a vet

But shawty (raps

indistinctly) she a pelican

Good for the streets, I can't let her

See me (raps indistinctly)

(washing machine clicks)

(washing machine whirs)

Left me for dead

Dead for the n*gg*s that

show me no love so I

What kind of question is that?

It's a very good question

seeing as, other than myself,

my Aunt Cass is my mother's

only living blood relative.

She doesn't come home, she doesn't call,

and she didn't make it to the funeral.

Let me just say this.

Your Aunt Cass oughta be dead to you

for what she did to your mother.

Tell her don't act like I'm k*lling her

Quick the cut off I ain't feeling you

n*gg*s be yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She on the real for real

She love me baby like Michael the mil

Rasta my vision,

I want me some millions

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Mama two toe

But you f*cking with the

boss without the Hugo

Now call me but I got it like I'm limp

And you know we get

it popping like a pimp

I know you holding,

I'ma leave it like it is

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She on the real for real

What did she do?

Is that your second question?

No, it was more of a followup.

Are you sure you're only 12 years old?

Quit stalling. Answer the question, sir.

Rasta my vision,

I want me some millions

Fine.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Your Aunt Cass was blackmailing me.

She love my baby like Michael the mil

Rasta my vision,

I want me some millions

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She on the real for real

Somehow, she found out

about the ill*gal business I

was doing with the Russians and threatened

to expose me if I didn't

give her $5 million.

Your Aunt Cass was a junkie and a gambler.

So if I already gave her that $5 million,

she would've blown through

it and used me like an ATM.

So I hired a professional

assassin to take her out.

I never gave the assassin her name,

just the image labeled a

woman with the blue wig.

Aunt Cass always wore a blue wig.

(chuckles) Your Aunt Cass

must've found out about the hit

and exchanged the wigs with your mother.

But switching the wigs

would only put a target

on my mother's head.

Your Aunt Cass always blamed your mother

for the death of her unborn child

back when they were teenagers.

So basically, she used my revenge on her

to get revenge on your mother.

But my mother loved her.

I know.

With my mother dead, you

were free to k*ll Aunt Cass.

And I wasted no minute.

I k*lled your Aunt Cass

and the assassin that pulled the trigger.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. f*ck Aunt Cass.

She wasn't sh*t anyway.

Remember when they dipped Lucy Fingers

into that barbecue sauce

a couple years back

at the county fair?

I remember thinking, "Oh my

Lord, if that ain't irony."

(gentle pleasant guitar music)

I'm sorry. Which Lucy dipped

her finger in barbecue sauce?

You talking about Lucy

Jackson or Lucy Nelson?

Neither.

It was Lucy Finger,

the one that used to

work at the meat market.

Oh, the one that smells

like bacon and sausage links.

Exactly, and it wasn't just her finger.

It was her entire body.

Okay, so she smells like pork,

she dipped her finger in it,

and she was dunked into barbecue sauce

at the county fair last summer.

Yes, darling. I can definitely

see the irony in that.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Why are you standing?

Just being polite. You hungry?

Where am I?

You're in our home.

My name is Henry Bates,

and this beautiful woman is my wife Tonya.

What's your name?

My name is Castleberry, but

most people just call me Cass.

Castleberry. Now that's

an interesting name.

What about your friend?

Friend? I don't know.

The woman that my wife

and I found you down at the lake with.

Thank you.

I didn't do much of anything.

Henry did most of the work. He's a surgeon.

Who has zero interest in saving strangers

from fresh knife wounds and

b*llet holes in their body.

But my wife, she's a different story.

She's a nurse that has a desperate need

to save every creature

on God's green earth.

So you're lucky that she spotted you two.

Look, I can leave.

That would probably be best.

My wife and I were not looking for trouble.

Henry, they can't leave just yet.

- And why not?

- Because you're not stable.

The woman that we found you with,

she has a partially collapsed lung

from one of her four g*nsh*t wounds.

What the f*ck?

Her heart has tried to stop

twice since she's been here,

not to mention as soon as you

woke up, you had a seizure.

Between the two of you,

we didn't know if either one

of you was gonna live or die.

(soft tense music)

Go ahead, have a seat.

I should probably monitor you

for at least the next couple

of days, and even after that,

you're still gonna need to get your rest.

Eat up.

Wonder

("Right Here with Me")

You're so beautiful

I never seen you here before

(child speaks indistinctly)

[Henry] There you go.

She got looks like a k*ller

I love your sex appeal and

Oh, I got you. I got you.

There you go. Two, back around.

Up, down

Here we go. I got my wife.

Real slow

[Henry] You ready?

You just don't know

Girl, you got me hypnotized tonight

I just want you right

here with me, yeah

Girl, you something, something to me

I just want you right here with me

You okay?

Girl, you got something,

something to me

Slow and gentle, slow and gentle.

There you go.

Girl, it's your body

(singer sings indistinctly)

All right, I lied. One time.

(Henry talks indistinctly)

Your eyes are amazing

Baby, stop playing with me

Up, down, you go (birds chirp)

Real slow Up down, real slow

Hey girl, you just don't know

(window rattles) (soft tense music)

- What are you doing?

- It isn't safe here!

Nobody even knows that we're alive.

Besides Henry said that neither one of us

is even healthy enough to leave.

Who's Henry?

[Cass] Henry and Tonya are

the people that saved us.

Well, does Tonya and Henry know

that there's people out

there looking for us?

And if those people were to find out

that we were still alive,

the wrath of hell would

rain down on this place,

and Tonya and Henry would regret the day

that they decided to help

two lowlife degenerates

who should've been k*lled a long time ago!

(body thuds)

Tonya, get in here!

[Tonya] Oh my gosh. Help

me get her on the bed.

[Cass] Okay. Get up.

(crickets chirp)

I just wanna warn you, m*therf*cker.

I'm surgical with this sh*t.

(nail taps) (soft music)

- Wow.

- Boop.

[Harper] You know

pride comes for the fall.

- Whatever's clever.

- And I call.

How long y'all been married?

Forever and ever and even longer.

About 15 years. We met in college.

Y'all got kids?

Regretfully, no, we do not.

I can't get pregnant.

I try, but I keep losing them.

Adopt. sh*t, foster some kids.

Look, all I'm saying is that you two look

like a lovely couple.

Any kid will be happy to have you.

- Thank you, Cass.

- You're welcome.

I appreciate you saying

that, and again, I call.

I was pregnant once when I was about 16.

I can say I was pretty happy about it.

What happened?

I went out with my sister

drinking and driving,

you know, stupid sh*t.

My sister had a wreck,

lost control of the car,

and I lost my kid.

I can say that before the

accident, I was really happy.

Afterwards, I never was the same.

I miss them. I miss me.

Full house.

[Henry] Oh damn.

- Uh huh. (laughs)

- I had two pair.

- I had a king.

- You went with a king high?

You bet all your pennies on a king high?

She is good at this poker sh*t.

(birds chirp)

(engine rumbles)

So we take photos of

ourselves with our own phone,

load it to the internet,

and people like us for it?

Yes. You are the smartest man I know.

How do you not know about social media?

I just always found

it superficial and vain,

but I think I'm getting the hang of it.

(chuckles) Why the hell not? Sign me up.

- Good morning, Henry.

- Good morning, Cass.

- Hope you're hungry.

- I'm always hungry.

Ooh, looks good.

Y'all expecting somebody?

I wasn't expecting your

husband here for so soon,

but yes, we are expecting someone for you!

(tense music)

Tonya, what did you do?

Well, last night, you

talked about how sad you were

and how much you missed your family.

No, no, no, no. No, Tonya, what?

Cass, what's wrong?

All I did was call your cousin.

He seemed really happy to hear from me.

Cousin? Tonya, I don't have a cousin.

(dramatic music)

(g*ns rattle)

(door thuds open)

(g*nshots blast) (Tonya screams)

(g*nshots blast)

(g*nshots blast)

(body thuds)

Mm mm mm mm mm. Shoulda gave

me your number on the boat.

Excuse me. (grunts)

What's cooking? Some bacon going on.

(tense guitar music)

Cos, what the f*ck you doing?

Man, this is good.

Damn, lady, you can cook.

Come on, man. We gotta go.

Damn.

(rocks clatter)

(Harper grunts)

(footsteps shuffle)

(rocks clatter)

("Let's See You Dance")

One time, let me see you dance

Ah, that two time, let me see you dance

Hit 'em with the three

time, let me see you dance

Ah, that four time,

let me see you dance

And bring you around again

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah, one time, let see you dance

Ah, that two time, let me see you dance

Hit 'em with the three time

Let me see you dance

(people chatter indistinctly)

Ah, that four time

Harwin, what is it that

you think you're doing?

Come on, Joy! We just dancing!

That's what we supposed to be here for!

Okay, well, you need to

be dancing with your wife,

and missy, why are you

even dancing with him

when you know he's married?

If he doesn't mind washing off.

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

(mid-tempo country guitar music)

Here we go. Fire, let me just-

- Hey, baby. You all right?

Oh, come on now, Fire.

Don't come over here bullshitting.

We just dancing!

Jane, you wanna do more than

just dance with my husband,

don't you?

It's all good. You can admit it.

You wanna f*ck him. (scoffs) You know what?

Let me make this easy for y'all.

Harwin, give me your wedding ring.

Ain't finna give you

my damn wedding ring!

Okay, Fire, that's enough. Let's go.

Ma, I'm trying to be nice.

Let me do this.

Harwin, you wanna have sex

or do you wanna get shot?

Yeah, give me your f*cking wedding ring,

or this nice me is gonna

turn into a not so nice me

and sh**t one of us in

the f*cking forehead,

and I promise you that

one of us won't be me.

Okay, Jane. Just like that,

he's no longer married.

So you can have hard one for one night

and I do mean one night only, but first,

all you got to do is

admit that you want him.

I want him.

Girl, f*ck him!

- Open your hand.

- Fire, what you gonna do?

sh**t me in front of the whole town?

Open your f*cking hand!

(tense brooding music)

Don't you ever take your wedding ring off.

But, baby, you told-

- You heard what I said, Harwin!

Now come dance with your wife.

Don't you ever take your

f*cking wedding ring off.

But you told me to.

You heard what I said, Harwin.

I love your crazy a*s.

(Fire chuckles) (gentle guitar music)

(door opens)

Bye, y'all. All right.

(door creaks)

(body thuds) (Joy grunts)

What the f*ck?

(tense music)

Who the f*ck?

(crickets chirp) (contemplative music)

As soon as I get healthy,

I'll get out of your way.

(water trickles)

[Joy] Out of my way? Harper,

what does that even mean?

Baby, this is your home, too.

You can stay here as long as you want.

I'm your mother, and

despite what you may think,

I love you, okay?

I'm gonna just go get the bed ready.

I would really love to stay

in the big house if that's okay with you.

The big house?

Harper, you'd be basically

sleeping outside.

It's either that or the stables.

All right.

If that's what you want, I'm

not gonna argue with you.

Baby.

- What happened?

- Nothing.

So you come to our house

practically half dead.

You got scars and b*llet

wounds all over your body,

and you actually want me to

believe that nothing happened?

Let's just say I'm just as

much as of a f*ck up today

as I was as the last time you saw me.

Listen to me, okay?

You are not and you never

have been a f*ck up.

You understand?

I'm gonna go and get the bed

ready in the big house, okay?

Okay.

(lips peck)

(door opens and clicks shut)

(Harper sobs)

(slow dramatic music)

(slow dramatic music continues)

(engine rumbles)

(contemplative music)

(engine rumbles)

(footsteps shuffle)

Hey, baby.

(lips smack)

Hold on, where the kids? They asleep?

No, they're playing in the big house.

So now Mommy and Daddy can play.

(Lem groans)

You said they in the big house?

Yeah. So now we can play.

(g*nsh*t blasts)

So we can get back to... sh*t!

[Joy] Baby, what's wrong?

I'm sorry, Lem.

We can put the blood back inside your body.

You'll be okay.

(door slams open)

(Joy stammers)

Oh my God! (screams)

Oh no! Oh no!

Oh no! My baby!

Oh my God, no!

(Joy wails)

Wake up! Baby, wake up, wake up!

Wake him up! Wake him up!

Wake him up!

(Harper hyperventilates)

(upbeat music)

(child sings indistinctly)

Da da da da da, da da da

da da da, da da da da da

Da da da da da, da da da

da da da, da da da da da

(pan shuffles) (heels clack)

- Where the f*ck she at?

- Girl, watch your mouth!

Listen, Ma, outta all the places,

I can't believe she had the

nerve to come back here,

and then you said she been shot?

- It is too early for this.

- She could be a fugitive!

You need to call the police!

Fire, I'm not calling the

police on my own daughter.

Well, what you gonna do?

What you gonna do, Ma?

- She can't stay here!

- And why not?

Because the one thing

I know about my sister

is that she's dangerous to herself

and to everybody around her!

Fire, this is her home, too!

No it's not! Ma, she ruined our family!

- Don't you remember?

- She is my daughter,

and regardless of what may have happened,

I love her unconditionally.

Do you understand me? I'm not

going through this with you.

Now what you gonna do

is you're gonna take her this breakfast,

and do not start an argument with her.

Do you understand me?

She's been through enough.

Yeah, well, so have we.

(footsteps thud)

(couch groans)

What do you do for a living?

- I'm an arms dealer.

- You sell g*ns to people?

Amongst various other weapons.

Is that even legal?

Most of the time. What's

going on, sweetheart?

(soft music)

I'm trying to figure out if

I love you or if I hate you.

On one hand, I'm trying to love you

because I know that's what

my mother would've wanted,

but on the other hand, I hate you

because something you did

took her away from me.

I can respect that.

You know, when you're looking for answers,

you'll question everything, who to trust,

who to love, who to harm.

You got anger inside of you, sweetheart,

one that you will not be able to control

until all your questions are answered.

(birds chirp)

Well, how did it go?

She pulled a f*cking g*n on me!

- Wait, what?

- Yeah.

So I guess it's just like old times, huh?

(car door slams open and shut)

(food clatters)

[Harper] What's your name, beautiful?

Now that John Mayer.

I wouldn't put my hand out

like that if I were you.

Probably put my hand out to the side.

Otherwise, might bite your hand off.

My name is-

(mid-tempo bluesy electric guitar music)

(footsteps shuffle) (Harper pants)

(punch thuds) (Harper whimpers)

I ain't never seen a woman hurt so bad

and look so good at the same time.

Who the f*ck are you?

Tried tell you over there

by them horses is who I am.

I'm Vincent.

You're one of the ranch hands.

Yes ma'am. Your mother

pays me to do many things.

[Harper] Does she pay you

to spy on her guests, too?

But you just ain't any old guest now.

You her daughter. Harper, right?

The daughter that no

one wants to talk about.

Can I help you with something?

No, no, no. I'm just

getting these here supplies.

Well, next time, schedule a time.

You never know what I

might be doing in here.

(bag rustles) (punch thuds)

So there's gonna be a next time.

I look forward to it, Harper.

(glove Velcro rips)

(sharp booms echo)

(g*nshots blast) (Harper pants)

(bed rustles) (Harper whimpers)

(item shuffles)

(John Mayer slurps and chomps)

(punches thud)

(punches thud)

(punches thud)

(punches thud)

(punches thud) (birds chirp)

(soft music) (tires crunch in gravel)

Hey! You can't ride her!

- Fire, no!

- It's okay.

Mama Joy, Mama Joy.

She say she ain't gonna to

do nothing crazy, all right?

Now let 'em work it out.

Why not? Because he too

wild and he don't listen.

- You know, kind of like you.

- He likes me.

Girl, everybody likes you

till you decide to k*ll 'em.

What do you want from me, Fire?

What do I want from you?

What I want is to go back to the day

that you picked up my daddy's

g*n and you shot Lem Junior,

that you m*rder*d our f*cking brother!

(soft dramatic music)

I'm not doing this with you.

b*tch, don't walk away from me.

(punch thuds) (fence rattles)

(mouth spits)

(punch thuds) (fence rattles)

Fight me! Fight back, b*tch!

- Fight me!

- Hey, hey!

(punch thuds) (fence rattles)

- Hey, hey, hey!

- Fight me back, b*tch!

- Fight back!

- Yo, man. Move your a*s, man.

- Move.

- Nah, f*ck you, man.

- Get the f*ck off me!

- Move yo a*s, man.

Let her hit me! If that's

what she needs, I deserve it!

I shot Lem Junior, and Daddy

hung himself because of me!

Let her hit me! Let her hit me!

Get in the house! Get

in the house, both of you!

Get in the house! Get in

the house, both of you!

Get in the house!

(slow dramatic music)

Talk, dammit!

I already said what I had to say.

Oh really? And what about you, Harper?

- She hates me!

- She does not hate you!

- Don't speak for me ma.

- You hate me, too!

You tried to forgive me for

what I've done to this family,

but I see the way you look at me.

Every breath I take reminds

you of the son you had to bury

and the husband you found

hanging from the tree

because he couldn't live with the fact

that he left his g*ns out

to where his children could touch it,

even though he told us over

and over again never to touch his g*ns!

The one time, the one time

he forgot to put his g*ns away.

Don't blame my daddy for this!

We told you not to touch the f*cking g*n!

You don't f*cking listen!

- That's your problem!

- Fire! Stop it!

Stop! Stop it!

She was 10 years old!

You really wanna blame a

10 year old for playing?

Baby, that's what 10 year olds do!

Wait, so you blaming

my daddy for this, too?

Baby, no, I don't blame him, but he did!

Baby, your father knew

if he had just remembered

to put the f*cking g*n away,

Harper wouldn't have shot you,

and she wouldn't have

k*lled Lem Junior either!

Baby, that's his truth, and you know what?

That's the truth that I have

had to live with without him!

Harper, baby, when I look at you, baby,

I do not see your actions

or the pain that you caused.

Baby, I see your parents' failure

to take care of their children.

Baby, I still see me

unable to help you heal.

Baby, do you get that? Do you?

(Harper sobs) (soft music)

(water splashes)

Woo!

- You ready, old man?

- Old man?

Kid, I'm in the best shape of my life.

Call it then.

All right, on your marks, get set, go!

(water splashes) (Paisley squeals)

Come on! You're taking so long.

Let me give you some help. There you go.

[Paisley] Thank you.

Hey, me and First got

some business to tend to.

- What's wrong?

- Everything's fine.

You just keep swimming.

You could use the practice.

(water splashes)

(drink trickles)

(cup and pitcher thud)

What's up, man?

Paisley sure is growing in

to be a beautiful young woman.

God, man.

Remember it was like

yesterday, she was just a baby,

y'all bringing her home from the hospital,

and I remember you telling me that

was the happiest day of your life.

Yeah, then I went to work.

Never thought about her again

till I found out her mother was m*rder*d.

You know, she scares me.

- Paisley?

- Yeah.

Why?

Because she knows exactly

who I am and what I do.

You know, I've tried

to hide myself from her

for many years just to find

out she don't even care

about who I am or what I do.

She loves me unconditionally.

(laughs) That's a good thing, right?

It's everything.

Lion. What's wrong?

- She's alive.

- Who's alive?

The assassin that m*rder*d

my daughter's mother,

the woman that we hired to k*ll Cass.

We k*lled her, remember?

Literally stabbed her in the back.

You shot her four times,

once in the head just to make sure of it.

But did we make sure?

We threw her in the f*cking lake, Lion.

Nothing in this world

could have saved that woman

for what we did to her.

Would you say the same thing about Cass?

We did whole lot to her as well.

Lo and behold,

some good Samaritan gave

our boy Cousin a call saying

that she's doing just fine,

recovering in her home.

I can't believe they thought

Cousin was her cousin.

(both chuckle)

If it wasn't for that phone call,

Cass would still be alive to this day.

So what do you wanna do?

I'm thinking,

what if our good Samaritans

saved two women that night

instead of one?

Assassin's still alive.

I've made a mess

All good things end

All good things end

All good things end

And I don't play pretend

to stay in my forever

When we both know we would

never have made amends

I've made amends

I've made amends

I've made amends

(footsteps shuffle)

So what if you're right

and assassin is still alive?

So what? Life is good.

You finally have a relationship

with your daughter,

and business is booming.

I can't sleep, First.

I have to see the assassin's

dead body for myself.

The assassin is at

the bottom of the lake.

No she's not. If she

was, I could feel it.

And she's not at some random person's house

being taken care of neither.

That woman went home.

Find out where home is

at and bring her to me.

- What if she's not there?

- Well, then ask around.

Threaten but don't hurt anybody.

I don't need any more

innocent bodies to die.

All we have to do is

threaten the right person.

We don't have to worry about

looking for Harper no more.

She'll come looking for us.

(twangy blues guitar music) (bugs chitter)

(Harper grunts)

(Velcro rips)

(punches thud)

Damn, little sis. That's a lot of anger.

I don't time for your

bullshit right now, Fire.

You want me to be punished

for what I did to this family?

Well, congratulations.

Mama said when they found you

that you was shot four

times and stabbed once.

She said you was damn near

dead when they found you.

What do you want from me, Fire?

You want me to hurt?

Well, I'm hurting! Man,

I dunno what else to give you!

- Forgiveness would be nice.

- What?

Mama was right.

This whole time,

I've been blaming a 10 year

old for being a 10 year old.

Me and Lem Junior were the oldest,

and we knew Daddy's g*n was

over there and we still left it,

knowing that you would

probably go over there

and play with it.

I had forgotten about that until recently.

Listen, I'm not mad at you, Harper.

I'm angry at the two people

that I'm not even allowed to be angry at.

Lem Junior was my best

friend, and I miss him,

I miss my daddy, and I miss you.

(pigs chomp and slurp)

- Hey! What are you two up to?

- Nothing.

Just about to go teach her

how to ride John Mayer.

Okay, now John Mayer's a wild

one, so you two be careful.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Don't worry, Ma.

I won't let nothing happen

to my little sister.

(birds chirp)

(traffic rumbles)

Man, come on, man! f*ck!

Come on! sh*t!

Yeah, I'm gonna get your a*s.

f*cking get your a*s, bro.

(laughs) (knock pounds)

Oh, f*ck. Pizza.

Better be the right f*cking pizza.

(food crunches)

(exhales sharply)

(fingers snap) Dun dun, dun dun dun dun

Dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun

Dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun

I'm gonna get me some pizza

I'm gonna get some pizza, dun dun dun

Who is it?

[Man At Door] It's Uber

Eats with your pizza!

Ah, you better.

You know you guys gave me the wrong-

(Louie stammers and cries out)

(tense brooding music)

Oh sh*t!

(door clicks shut)

[Cousin] It's him.

It, it's who? I'm me!

Who's him? (cries out)

- Yeah, it's him.

- Wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait! (screams)

(body thuds)

[First] Louie Left Shoes.

(footsteps thud)

[Louie] You leave my queen alone!

My name is First.

I'm the lead negotiator

for Caldwell Firearms.

[Louie] Leave Benjamin alone!

He doesn't like strangers!

I imagine you already know

that, though, don't you?

You do recognize my voice, don't you?

You ought to.

We had multiple conversations

over the last two weeks,

negotiating terms for an assassin we hired

from the Sin Company, a

company in which you work for.

Sin Company? (laughs) I don't

know what you talking about.

I, I play video games.

(items shatter and clatter)

Yeah. I was hoping

you were gonna say that.

Wait, what are you doing? Wait.

(punches thud) (Louie Left Shoes)

Wait, wait, wait! Wait!

Wait, wait!

(punches thud) (Louie Left Shoes gags)

Louie. Come on now, Louie.

Stay with me.

(Louie Left Shoes coughs)

When I tell you I'm a negotiator,

there's something about

that I believe you need

to understand.

If I'm talking to you, it

does not mean that I like you.

It means I'm excited we get to k*ll you.

Now, you might have one

option to prevent your death,

but you better start talking

to me and convince me

that everything coming outta

your mouth is the truth.

- What do you wanna know?

- That woman we hired

from your company, where is she?

That was over a couple of months ago.

You, you have to gimme more than that!

No, no. Wait, wait!

(punches thud) (Louie grunts)

- Dude, my face is broken!

- Louie!

We're not asking again.

I'm not trying to stall!

I'm just confused!

You, you talking about a woman that you,

that you apparently k*lled!

Unless you didn't k*ll her.

But that doesn't make any sense

because that's the whole

part of the program.

You, you hire one of my assassins

to take out someone

that you can't take out.

It is basically a suicide mission.

We had a f*cking deal!

(punches thud)

sh*t, what the f*ck is your problem?

Louie, we believe she's still alive.

(Benjamin chirps)

[Louie] See, well,

that may be our problem.

(birds chirp) (wind blows)

That's crazy. Y'all wrong for that.

You did it to yourself. Y'all are funny.

(women laugh)

(crickets chirp)

Harper.

Now, I know you didn't wanna

talk about this before,

but baby, we really need to

know what happened to you

for our own safety.

Harper, who tried to k*ll you?

- It doesn't matter.

- We're not judging you,

but we need to know what happened to you.

We need to know exactly

how much protection we're gonna need.

So you're gonna have to tell us something.

Right.

All right, fine.

After I left home, okay,

I wandered around the

world with no direction.

I didn't know where I was.

I didn't know where I was going.

All I knew was that I was angry,

and somehow I stumbled upon

this underground fight scene.

I was hungry, I needed the money,

but most importantly, I wanted to fight.

But you're not even a fighter like that.

I needed to fight! So I stepped up!

The lady across from me was gigantic!

She was probably twice my size.

She hit me in the face so

hard, I thought she broke it.

I had to have been unconscious

for at least a couple of minutes,

and next thing I know,

I wake up in this laboratory

with this man named Mike in my face,

asking me all these

questions about who I am

and where I'm from and if I know anybody

- that cares about me.

- And you told him no.

He told me he knew a way for me

to make a whole lot of money

by releasing a whole lot of anger.

- By doing what?

- He took me to this facility

where there was a whole

lot of people like me,

late teens, no family,

and a whole lot of anger.

They trained us to fight.

They taught us how to

be weapons specialists.

They trained us how to be assassins.

There is a paradise

It's this one?

And if you go (footsteps thud)

Say, boss. I just got

off the phone with First.

They found their assassin.

All the pleasure that you attain

What out, watch out,

watch out, watch out.

You still watching this

disrespectful a*s heifer, huh?

Baby, come on now. Fire!

(footsteps thud)

There is a paradise

(people chatter indistinctly)

And if you go

Don't be mad. I understand, okay?

Oh my God, every time we throw a party,

they get into a fight and

then go home and have sex.

It's kind of like their

marriage counseling, I think?

That's different.

Goodnight.

(footsteps shuffle)

You get home safe now, all right?

- What you talking about?

- Is everything all right?

Everything's great.

I just came back so I can

stay the night with my sister.

Is that all right with you?

Aw.

(Fire chuckles)

There is a paradise

(gentle pleasant music) (door thuds shut)

(footsteps shuffle)

This Texas freaking air is so freaking hot.

(Harper chuckles)

(broom scrapes) (bottle caps clatter)

You're still here.

I figured you need help cleaning.

(footsteps shuffle) (Harper chuckles)

(car rumbles in distance)

(Harper chuckles)

Come on, come on.

That could wait till morning.

(heels clack) (bottle caps clink)

(slow music)

(rooster crows) (birds chirp and caw)

(rooster crows)

(rooster crows) (chickens cluck)

(donkey brays)

(rooster crows)

(birds chirp) (saddle shuffles)

(saddle rattles)

(car whooshes)

(hooves thunder) (tense brooding music)

(cars whoosh)

(tires screech)

(birds chirp) (hooves shuffle)

(cars whoosh past)

(horse hooves clop)

(engines rev) (tires screech)

(doors open and slam)

(people shout indistinctly)

(footsteps thud)

(birds chirp)

(dark brooding music)

(hand pats)

Go, go, go.

(leaves rustle)

Let me go!

Get your hands off my f*cking mama!

(body thuds) (women whimper)

[Joy] Come on, come on, come on!

(g*nshots blast) (women scream)

It's okay to be a monster.

It's okay to be a monster.

It's time to be a monster.

(g*n c*ck)

Go be a monster.

(dramatic music)

(g*nshots blast) (g*n c*ck)

She not here, boss.

She's probably somewhere

on this property. Find her.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on, hold on, hold

on, hold on, hold on!

Hold on, hold on, hold

on, hold on, hold on!

My associates and I are looking

for someone you probably

don't want us to find.

(footsteps thud)

(both grunt)

(punch thuds) (knee thuds)

(punch thuds)

(g*n c*ck)

(g*nsh*t blasts) (blood squelches)

The person that you're

looking for is not here.

Hmm.

(g*n clicks)

No.

(g*nshots blast) (women scream)

Mom, run!

(punch thuds) (bodies thud)

(punches thud) (Fire whimpers)

You got heart, I give you that,

but I'm done f*cking around with your a*s.

Now where is she?

f*ck you.

(punch thuds) (Fire whimpers)

No, no!

(g*nshots blast)

(Joy whimpers)

(g*nsh*t blasts) (First groans)

(g*n c*ck) (First pants)

You're Joy Jennings, right?

This your ranch?

All we wanted was Harper! You

could've just given her to us!

We'd have taken her outta here!

All this running around

bullshit is unnecessary!

Now you gotta f*cking die, Joy!

Sorry to say, but now you're gonna die!

(groans)

(footsteps shuffle)

(punch thuds) (henchmen grunt)

(kick thuds) (g*nshots blast)

(body thuds)

(arm and knee thud)

(body thuds) (g*nsh*t blasts)

(door rattles open)

(g*nshots blast) (Joy grunts)

(body thuds) (Joy gasps)

(Harper cries out) (arms and fists thud)

(punch thuds) (Harper grunts and cries out)

(dramatic suspenseful music)

(punches thud)

(punches thud)

(punch thuds)

(kick thuds) (punch thuds)

(tense music)

(mouth spits)

Well, well, well. Well,

if it ain't Robo b*tch.

You ready to die?

I done already stabbed you in your back.

(food smacks)

You don't think I won't

sh**t you in your front?

(deep rumble echoes)

(g*n unholsters)

(g*nshots blast) (blood squelches)

(dramatic music)

(g*n c*ck)

John Mayer, come on.

(hooves thunder)

(hooves pound) (leaves rustle)

(horse hooves clop) (tense music)

(engine revs)

(engine rumbles)

(crickets chirp)

First, hang in there, man.

(door signal chimes)

(speaks indistinctly) that shot, my boy.

I know what you need.

You need some gummy bears. I got you.

(door slams) (crickets chirp)

(tense brooding music) (tires crunch)

(door slams) (heels clack)

(g*nsh*t blasts) (expl*si*n booms)

(dramatic music) (people scream)

(flames crackle)

(g*nsh*t blasts) (mercenary grunts)

(expl*si*n booms)

(traffic honks and hums)

(siren wails in distance)

(siren wails in distance)

(item clatters)

(g*n c*ck)

(siren wails in distance)

[Gonja] Right, now don't be

kissing all on me, g*dd*mn.

Now look, it's, it's $200 for one thing.

[Louie] Okay, I, I, I'll pay that.

[Gonja] And now it's 1,000

for, for that other thing.

[Louie] Okay, fine. I, I, I'll pay that.

[Gonja] Why this house so g*dd*mn nasty?

I hope your bottoms ain't nasty.

[Louie] Don't worry about that!

[Gonja] Sit your motherfuckin' a*s down.

Now look, it's $2,000 for everything, okay?

How much is it for the whole night?

'Cause I love to take my time.

(lips mumble) (Louie laughs)

So do I.

(Gonja screams)

Holy sh*t. You are alive.

(Gonja stammers)

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh. Mm-mm.

Nope, mm-mm, don't do that.

What's your name, sweetheart?

Gonja.

Here's what's gonna happen, okay?

Gonja, I'm gonna need you

to bury your face right

between Louie's legs for me, okay?

- Just for a minute.

- You mean like there?

Like right there.

Now Louie, I need answers.

Now if you supply me with those answers,

from the looks of it,

you're gonna have yourself

a pretty great night.

If I feel like you're lying to me, well,

then I guess you'll go

out like a true player

and die with a beautiful

woman right between your legs.

(Gonja whimpers)

- Yes, Gonja.

- What about me?

Because my name is Gonja,

and I ain't gonna,

I ain't gonna say nothing.

- I swear! I promise!

- Oh, you'll be fine.

Maybe a little blood or

brain matter in your hair,

but nothing the right shampoo can't fix.

Now tell me everything I need to know

about the man who hired me.

Oh, I can tell you or you

can read it for yourself.

You see, I do an extensive background

on all my potential clients.

I have my records, well,

most of my records in the safe right there,

but I'm gonna have to get

up and get it. (laughs)

Well get on up, James Brown.

Gonja, keep your head down.

(Louie chuckles)

- This is some bullshit.

- Sh, shut the f*ck up!

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh.

Nope, don't do that.

You touch the g*n, you die.

I wouldn't even think of it. (laughs)

The man who hired you, his name is First,

no last name on record, just First.

He's a fixer who works for

a man named Lion Caldwell.

Lion Caldwell is the owner

and CEO of Caldwell Firearms.

(Louie chuckles)

This Lion Caldwell guy will not rest

until he sees death in your eyes!

(tense brooding music) (Louie cries out)

Please, please, please,

please, please, please,

please, please, please,

please, please, please.

Please, please, please,

please, please, please.

(footsteps thud)

(door opens and slams)

n*gga, what in the hell is

it you got going on over here?

These bad b*tches with g*ns!

The house f*cking nasty

and your d*ck stank!

There's too much going the f*ck on!

(g*nsh*t blasts) (tense brooding music)

(tense dramatic music)

(g*nshots blast) (henchmen grunt)

(water splashes)

(g*nshots blast) (water splashes)

(water splashes) (g*nsh*t blasts)

Come on. Come on.

- Let's go.

- What's going on?

It don't matter. Just come on.

- What's going on?

- It don't matter. Come on.

(footsteps thud)

(g*nshots blast) (bodies thud)

(door creaks open) (g*nsh*t blasts)

(door slams)

(Harper cries out) (kick thuds)

(punches thud)

(punch thuds)

Stupid b*tch!

(body thuds)

Come in my m*therf*cking house.

(punches thud) (Harper grunts)

Stupid b*tch!

(punches thud) (Lion grunts)

(Harper coughs) (punch thuds)

(both grunt)

(body thuds)

(punch thuds) (Lion grunts)

Stupid! Come in my m*therf*cking house.

(punch thuds)

(punch thuds) (Lion cries out)

(kick thuds) (Lion cries out)

(Lion whimpers)

(neck cracks) (Harper grunts)

(Harper pants)

Your mother was never meant to die.

I'm sorry.

(door creaks open and slams)

(soft rhythmic music)

(soft rhythmic music continues)

(soft rhythmic music continues)

(door thuds shut)

(soft rhythmic music continues)

("Break Me Down")

After all it's 'cause

you're my best friend

And I can say I know your story

Of broken hearts and us playing pretend

Break me, break me down, down

Break me, break me down

Break me, break me down, down

Break me, break me down, down

("Break Me Down" continues)

Oh, break me down, make it work again

After all it's 'cause

you're my best friend

And I can say I know your story

Of broken hearts