RyDe&DiE (2025)

[bunniefuu]

(upbeat electronic music)

(horn honking)

f*ck it.

The two most cinematic

words in movie history.

Would you shut the f*ck up

about this movie sh*t already?

If I have to hear one more time

about this movie or

that movie, I don't care.

No one cares.

No one gives a flying f*ck

about these movies, especially here.

We're literally in Hollywood.

Yeah, dude. We're in a cliche

after party in the hills.

Do some drugs.

f*ck some b*tches,

dudes, whatever you're into.

I don't care, anything

but this f*cking movie sh*t,

stop with it.

(hip hop music)

(lyrics muffled)

I'll f*ck with this.

Dude, this is some

mainstream hip hop bullshit.

This ain't art.

Man, who the f*ck hurt you? (laughing)

Come on, man.

I'm a manic-depressive dude?

Can't you see how f*cking happy I am?

You don't take anything seriously, do you?

Only the funny sh*t.

I mean all of these after

parties are the same.

(hip hop music)

It'd be amusing now if

there was a slasher movie,

k*lling all influencers.

I'm a f*cking rock star, bro.

I'm not an influencer, you f*cking dipshit.

That's some dark, f*cked up sh*t anyways.

Like stupid, who would even watch that?

Clever people.

You're one weird dude.

Also, you're not a rock star.

(guy sniffing)

Yeah, and you're not as

smart as you think you are.

I mean, you're kind of a f*cking loser.

You follow around these

influencers with a camera,

filming them and doing

dumb sh*t, f*cking movies, man.

Like, you know what you are?

Kind of their little b*tch.

f*cking camera man.

No, that I'm not.

Well, if you love movies so much,

why don't you just f*cking marry them?

Come on.

Don't be crazy.

Logically, how can I be

faithful to only one movie

if I have to watch all of them?

I can't marry them.

(dark music)

I mean, I'd have to be single forever,

and technically I'd be cheating on them.

Hypothetically or would

that be figuratively?

Bro, you're f*cking rambling

again about these movies.

Will you just shut the f*ck up?

Just shut the f*ck up about it man.

Shut the f*ck up, shut the f*ck up.

God damn.

That's good sh*t.

That's good sh*t.

That blow you just put up your nose?

- Yeah.

- That sh*t came out my a*s.

The f*ck?

Yes, sir sky.

Man, how the f*ck do you think

I get that sh*t from

Columbia on the airplane?

Bro, that's f*cking disgusting.

Oh, f*ck man. (coughing)

(people talking in background)

Buddy needed to go anyway.

I love movies too, (indistinct).

And by the way, that sh*t

did not come outta my a*s.

It came from, you're very friendly

neighborhood dope dealer,

me, and I got a fresh batch.

So how much you want?

I'm all set for tonight, but next time.

All right, cool.

You travel with them two phones or what?

Seriously bro, anything

you need, I got you.

Appreciate it.

T minus three days.

You ready for fake-chella

in that desert heat?

I hope not.

It's all bougie blendness anyways.

Listen man.

Fake people. Fake smiles.

Real money.

Just follow the hype.

Don't get lost in the sauce, man.

None of this is real.

I am the sauce.

I'm the gravy, the enchilada,

the marinara, the Sriracha.

(upbeat electronic music)

We're both weirdos.

f*cking love you man.

That was kind of weird.

(upbeat jazz music)

What if she wasn't

an actual prost*tute and

she's gonna k*ll him first?

What should she be doing

if she actually wants to get in the car?

I dunno. I'm not sure though.

You okay? You're talking to yourself.

Oh sorry, I'm just thinking out loud.

What are you working on?

Me?

Just a movie about a pimp and a prost*tute.

Oh, so do they die in the end?

Maybe.

I just got started.

I'm really at the beginning.

So that's it?

A hooker movie?

Kind of boring.

Is it for 13-year-old boys or?

The punchline is, we're all f*cked,

or we all get f*cked.

That's too obvious?

I knew something was off.

What's your name?

I'm Lobo.

sh*t, sorry.

You say sorry a lot.

Only when I'm genuinely

flustered. Sorry.

(laughing) You're cute.

Facially or mentally?

(person laughing)

What's your name?

Dayzee. With a Y.

There's usually a Y in Daisy.

D-A-Y-Z-E-E.

Oh yeah.

Well, that's neat.

(soft music)

You have very pretty eyes, Dayzee with a y.

(soft music)

Tell me where you're

from, what's your story?

And like give me the

three second version of it.

Only the good stuff.

Okay.

Eastern European

and

tragic, with a sprinkle of heartbreak.

Regular tragic or,

dark, twisted, f*cked up kind of tragic,

Super dark,

and in a cold tragedy.

(soft music)

Same.

Nice.

Nice?

That's a little,

little scary.

I'm not scary.

Maybe a little crazy, but I'm not scary.

Crazy Dayzee.

Maybe?

(Dayzee stomping on phone)

Let's get out of here.

Wherever you wanna go.

Let's think about this logically.

A beautiful foreign girl

who speaks fluent English

with no form of communication

in the middle of the night,

wants me to take her

wherever I wanna take her.

Tick tock, tick tock.

Sure. Why not?

It wouldn't be the weirdest

thing I've ever done.

50% chance I die.

More like 80%. (laughing)

And that'll make a good story, so f*ck it.

You okay with walking,

'cause I'm all the way there.

(pop music)

Are you sure about this?

For some reason, I'm trusting you.

You're trusting me? (laughing)

That's crazy.

I wouldn't trust me.

(pop music)

(lyrics muffled)

Where you've been all my life?

[Dayzee] A little busy,

trying to take over the world.

Ready?

[Lobo] Yeah, let's go.

If you wanna light the match say yeah

I wanted to show you this spot because

this is my favorite spot in LA.

I love it here.

Why live in LA if you're not

gonna enjoy it for what it is?

Sunsets and palm trees.

I can't see anything, it's nighttime.

You know what I mean?

So this is it?

A pretty view.

Yeah.

You're flawless.

You know that?

Any tattoos?

Any scars?

They're all in here.

(laughing) Sorry, that was just,

that was a good line.

I believe you though.

Pain recognizes pain.

I gotta be honest with

you, I... Are you a wizard?

No, a magician at times but, listen I,

I have this thing.

- You're a vampire.

- No.

You drink salsa like a soup.

Mm-mm.

I need to watch a movie a

day or my life is out of order.

I haven't watched one

today, so something feels off.

I just,

I wanna make people feel, that's it.

Well, that is weird.

But it's not that weird.

Movies aren't really my

jam, but everyone has their thing.

That's the issue?

I don't have enough

money to make my movie.

(soft music)

Okay, so tomorrow we rob a bank

and we start making a movie.

Easy peasy.

What's it about?

Well, it was about a

pimp and a prost*tute.

Ah, right.

That one.

Well, we'll work on it.

(soft music)

Do you really love movies,

or are you just pretending to love movies?

- Don't move.

- What?

Hey?

- Got it.

Hmm. A magic trick, huh?

Look.

There's nothing there.

I got your attention.

(Dayzee laughing)

Is this a good laugh or a bad laugh?

You have my attention, super much.

You know the feeling you get when

you experience something and

your whole body's shaking,

like whatever you saw,

heard, whatever it was you,

you just f*cking felt it.

You can't control what comes out of you.

You burst out laughing, crying, whatever.

It's a rush.

Like you need time to

process what happened.

Like, what the f*ck was

that? What just happened?

That's what I'm chasing.

I'm

trying to make people feel that visually.

That's what movies do to me.

And that's what I want to give to people.

You could maybe just do drugs,

but you didn't answer my question.

I didn't?

(pensive music)

Maybe I just wanna see pretty people

lie to me on the big screen.

God, do I f*cking love movies.

Just talking about it gets me so excited.

Can you feel it too?

Feel what?

Ask me again.

Okay.

Do you really love movies?

I never abandon things and

movies never abandon me.

Just don't move.

(camera beeping)

You always just have a camera with you.

Yeah. Who doesn't?

What is this for?

I don't know, I

just wanna keep whatever this is.

I observe, I don't talk too much.

(Dayzee laughing)

You talk a lot, for someone

who doesn't have much to say.

Stay right here.

(soft music)

This isn't my place, just

crashing here for a few nights.

Perks of traveling the world,

but no place to go home.

[Dayzee] So no place, no car. Got it.

Oh, and since you got the lighter.

I put it.

If you want to

fudge, smile when you

give this lighter back.

It never works.

It hasn't worked yet.

Think positive.

So,

what do you do, movie guy?

- What do you mean?

- For work?

Be clever, but it doesn't pay much.

Are you any good at it?

Not with what I'm doing.

Traveling and filming

influencers really just

kills any intellect you have.

Ah, so you're a social media person.

- No.

- Videographer?

No.

Filmer?

Movie director.

One day.

Movie director.

I knew that.

I could have been a spy.

See how fast I figured that out?

Pew, pew.

You're a little too

noticeable to be a spy.

But yeah, what you see is what you get.

You know,

they say fall in love with a movie director

and he'll never let you die.

Promise,

you'll never let me die?

All I have in this world

is my smile and my word,

and I don't break them for nobody.

Mm-mm.

So, what's really your type?

Dirty mind with a kind heart.

Oh, what was that?

I was just trying to

get the first awkward kiss

out of the way.

All right.

(Dayzee clearing throat)

I was just gonna use you, okay?

But you're just so

sweet.

That sounds like a bad thing.

I'm gonna be completely

and totally honest with you.

And if you hurt me,

just know what you'd be destroying,

the last little piece of hope I have left

in this big sad world.

I put myself in a bad situation.

There's this guy that

supplies a lot of the hush hush

poker games for athletes

and celebrities around LA

with girls he imports internationally.

I saw it as a way to come to America,

come live the lavish life in America,

like what you see on social media.

But no,

it was more of a,

a sex entrapment camp.

I escaped,

but they kept my phone, IDs, passport.

(somber music)

The things they did to us.

Let's just say, not every

princess gets happy.

I don't have anyone

or anywhere to go.

There it is.

I knew you were too good to be true.

(somber music)

I do.

You do what?

I do, I'll,

I'll marry you.

You'll get my heart and

an American citizenship.

It's a win-win.

You and me, Lobo and Dayzee?

(gentle music)

You make my heart smile.

What's the catch?

I'm full on delusional.

I believe in myself when I

clearly have no reason why.

You tell me I can't do something,

I'll try to figure it out immediately.

But clearly I

don't have anything figured out.

Yet.

I believe in you.

And since you don't have any documents,

we can just invent a back story.

Dayzee,

Eastern European pop star conquers America.

That's your life.

I can't sing.

Doesn't matter.

Near, far

Wherever you are

That's what I grew up with.

Voice of an angel.

- Really?

- No.

But honestly, what's the

worst thing that can happen?

We fall in love and we conquer the world.

And if not, you're free to go.

(soft music)

I won't lie to you.

I will be honest with only you.

Like that phone I broke

wasn't mine.

You can lie to me,

like you probably should.

All I want is just your loyalty

and you have mine in return.

(soft music)

I'll be your ride and die.

Ride and die?

Is that not the right way of saying it?

Eastern European.

I kind of love it, my ride and die.

We could get matching tattoos.

We could drink bleach.

That wasn't a no?

(knocking on door)

Yes, sir sky.

[Entrant] Would you look at these?

You're early, my brother.

But your merch is coming soon.

Ah, I need these.

Mm, no sir sky.

These are for Tornado.

Man, f*ck Tornado.

I'm good for it.

I bet you are, but there's a moral code.

Come on, sexy.

You trust a pimp?

No, it's just negotiation.

All right, I'll give you

a few to hold you over.

It's more like it.

See, my b*tches know I love to f*ck.

I wake up, f*ck two b*tches.

Eat their p*ssy for

breakfast, f*ck another hoe.

Go out and sell some sh*t, me a day.

Come back with some money, and a new b*tch,

and I'll be f*cking that b*tch all night.

See, I let these hoes feel like they smart.

Like they know something.

I be in they ear like, damn baby,

you smart for your age.

The whole time I let 'em

feel like they ideas matter.

I talk corporate to them b*tches.

They love that sh*t.

I just be buttering them up.

And the b*tches that love to be choked,

they be the most empty ones.

I be choking 'em,

punching 'em in the

face, foot all on they face,

f*ck' 'em.

And you get a free punch in the face card.

Call it a donkey kick.

These b*tches love to get f*cked.

Truly f*cked.

You gotta leave they legs shaking

like a epileptic seizure.

sh*t, that's when they give you everything.

Hey, you like this song?

It's all right.

You like it, right?

The f*ck I'm saying.

These hoes is too f*ck' ambitious.

Just get the f*ck back in the kitchen.

Let us men take care of you.

Everybody f*ck' soft.

But not this f*ck' guy.

I take what the f*ck I want, when I want.

You f*ck' savages out here.

What?

You heard what the f*ck I said.

Man, will you turn that down?

(g*n firing)

(dramatic electronic music)

It's time to pimp.

Morning.

Hey you.

Where'd you go?

I was thinking it's day

two of not seeing a movie,

and my life is even more out of order

and I'm even more on edge.

Ow. What are you doing?

I bite you. I claim you.

(Dayzee giggling)

Perdido.

[Lobo] It's a softy.

TH is the.

Perdido.

Exactly.

It means passionate in Spanish.

In general or?

(soft music)

I'm not a tough guy, but just f*ck it.

I need you to tell me

where those guys had you.

I'll just go get your stuff.

I don't ever want to go back.

Those people... I have to do it.

It's eating me up inside.

And after, we can have

our happily ever after.

Okay?

Don't be scared.

- I'm not.

I'm scared of what I do to them.

Yeah.

Maybe a little crazy.

I'll just go get your things.

- You're serious?

- Yes.

You'll show me where it is?

My ride?

And die.

(car alarm beeping)

Nice car.

Thanks. It's not mine.

Careful.

(door closing)

(door closing)

(car starting)

Ooh, girls must be so

turned on by this, huh?

There's probably g*ns in here too.

g*ns are a big no for me.

People I work for love 'em, but me?

I can't.

Also, let's not get pulled

over. You're an alien.

I'm an alien?

Maybe an immigrant or,

you're pretty for an alien.

Ow. Jesus Christ.

Still mine. Now you can focus.

You do know how to drive, right?

It's automatic, right?

Oh sh*t.

Forgot something.

- What?

Okay.

Let's ride.

No?

Let's dance.

(car revving)

Let's go.

(eerie music)

(uptempo electronic music)

I'm ready.

Okay, Van Damme.

Because I'm a m*therf*cking hard stuff

b*tch I'm about to lose my mind

All your trash talking haters

Go away they're f*cking lying

How is it in there?

You really don't have to do this.

I'm unarmed.

Nobody's gonna do

anything, and I have to do this.

All right, you just stay in the car.

I'll be right back.

(hip hop music)

(lyrics muffled)

(tense electronic music)

I might slap a b*tch like, b*tch.

(laughing) And you are?

(laughing) Kind of look like a cop.

Definitely ain't no robber.

Seem like a nice guy.

Can't be no pimp, though. (laughing)

(sighing) What a day.

Look man, I'm in a good mood,

so I'm gonna tell you right now.

Get the f*ck out, like

the little b*tch you are.

Bro, I sh**t tough

guys like you all the time

and it's cool,

and whatever.

I'm a b*tch, I'm a nice guy, whatever.

That's not what I'm here for.

You?

You a sh**ter?

Yeah, I sh**t all the time.

(pimp laughing)

What the f*ck?

You in Frosty's sh*t.

Frosty f*cking compound.

And I'm gonna tell you like this,

you came at the right time.

I'm about to f*ck all my b*tches.

It's gonna be a f*ck fest in here.

Hey Alexa,

play Frosty's f*ck mix,

Ha ha.

She broke my heart

So I broke her jaw.

(Frosty coughing)

Oh, where my b*tches at?

What the?

Why the f*ck you still here?

I'm just here to get

my girl's belongings,

and then you won't see me ever again.

That b*tch Dayzee brought

you into this compound?

Oh, that's what?

Where the f*ck is she at?

And who the f*ck are you?

I'm the guy she chose to be with.

(Frosty laughing)

I'm the guy she chose

to be with. (laughing)

Yeah, that was a stupid line.

I'm the guy she chose to be with.

Oh, you Captain sl*ve or h*.

Ah, you got a lot of

ba*ls coming into my sh*t.

But I tell you now,

bro, you just f*cked up.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, what?

Oh, you wearing a f*cking wire?

Listen, all I want is Dayzee's stuff, or.

Oh, f*ck you or what?

Ten-four backup.

[Frosty] Oh hell no.

[Lobo] I'm just kidding.

Ah, f*ck that.

Where my g*ns b*tch?

I'm gonna k*ll you, man.

You in my scene you trash crafted.

We about to make

America brown again, b*tch.

Oh, what the f*ck?

Where the f*ck you come from, b*tch?

You just gonna come in here like that.

I was gonna send my mini

mes and come find you, b*tch.

What the f*ck? Get away from me, b*tch.

Come on baby.

b*tch.

That's just a love tap.

Oh,

it's like that?

Ah. What's the problem with you hoes?

Everybody around this b*tch

think they special and sh*t.

I am special.

b*tch, don't nobody want you.

I want her.

Shut the f*ck up.

Let the adults talk,

and you stay in a f*cking child's place.

Dayzee, this what we doing?

This what we doing?

This y'all, this sh*t?

Wow.

(dramatic music)

All right.

How much y'all f*cking want? Huh?

How much y'all want to

get the f*ck up outta here?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Nothing.

That's what the f*ck you

said when I put it in you,

over and over, doggy style.

Roe, Roe.

Nothing to f*cking say, b*tch?

- Dayzee.

- f*ck you.

I left you like a little teeny rose, h*.

Dayzee.

Yo, f*ck you, b*tch.

How the f*ck you gonna bring

somebody in my sh*t, b*tch?

You my h*.

Let her go.

Shut the f*ck up, b*tch.

You ain't pop.

You soldier boy, b*tch. f*ck you.

f*ck you, b*tch.

And I'll f*ck you tonight, h*.

Stop f*cking smiling.

(g*n firing)

(Frosty moaning)

I was raised by wolves.

(Frosty coughing)

Huh?

Come on bro.

It's just a flesh wound.

(g*n firing)

(tense electronic music)

That's a love tap.

What the f*ck?

We need to get the f*ck out of here?

Is that it?

It, it's colorful.

Is this your bag?

Gimme the g*n. Gimme the f*cking g*n.

(tense electronic music)

(g*n clattering)

f*ck.

Come on! f*ck.

(tense electronic music)

f*ck f*ck f*ck.

Go, go, go.

(car alarm beeping)

(uptempo electronic music)

f*ck, my necklace.

(Dayzee laughing)

This isn't my bag.

What's in it?

f*ck, that's a lot of pills.

That's a lot of pills.

We gotta get rid of that sh*t, ASAP.

f*ck me.

I may know somebody, but first.

(car starting)

Let's get the f*ck out.

(car revving)

(tires squealing)

(uptempo electronic music)

You can't sneak up on anyone

with such an offensive vehicle.

(door closing)

Is it fast?

I don't care. It's not mine.

Should we take off our shoes?

You're fine.

You're, you're, you're all right.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down, Lobito.

(person speaking in foreign language)

Whose blood is that?

This is Dayzee.

She's my future amazing

wife, Dayzee with a Y,

my ride and die.

And this is my step uncle, Proximo.

Hi.

The pleasure's mine.

Forgive me for not

having anything prepared.

Tio, please don't trip.

We just need your help.

What kind of sh*t you get into now?

Forgive him. He's a man child.

Well, he's cute.

Whose blood is that again? Is it yours?

No.

That's what I was

trying to get cleaned up.

Do you have a rag?

Yeah, restroom under the sink.

[Lobo] Where?

Restroom, under the

sink. They're in there.

Don't make me go in there.

Yeah, yeah, I'll find it.

Take a seat.

You're Perdido, too.

What are you passionate about?

Excuse me?

Perdido means passionate.

It means someone who was lost.

Oh.

Got it.

I hate asking, but quick Lobo rent.

Please don't cut me off.

Dayzee was imported from overseas

by some really bad people.

And we went to get her stuff back.

Just the essential,

passport form, whatever.

And,

we had to k*ll a pimp named Frosty.

I was hoping that you could find out

if there's any words on

who might have done it,

just to know if we're in the clear.

You k*lled someone?

I.

I shot and k*lled Frosty.

I distracted him.

I'm sorry, I can't do g*ns.

Ask him why he doesn't like g*ns.

Why do you not like g*ns?

Because my biological father

ate a b*llet in front of me.

He was one of the best

bull fighters in Spain.

But one day a bull just shattered his leg,

and he couldn't live on

without being cheered on, so.

You two really k*lled

some pimp named Frosty?

I'm out of that world, Lobito.

You of all people know that.

I know, but,

for all the time I've

helped you, for all the,

I could have put that in.

It doesn't even f*cking matter.

I'm not asking you for money.

I'm not asking you for anything else.

I know you're still connected.

It's just some information.

Please, that's it.

(tense electronic music)

I still got some people

that keep me informed from time to time.

I think they may be DJing a bar mitzvah.

I'll go talk to 'em.

Thank you.

(rock music)

Hi.

Gosh, I haven't done one of these in person

in such a long time.

How exciting.

The scene is,

you walk past a group of

hip hop guys and their posse.

They look at you and start whistling.

Then you look over at

your girlfriend and say,

Oh, the scam must have gone up.

Guess I need to lose weight.

Inseam.

You're, wow. That was incredible.

You k*lled it. I mean, I felt that.

Did you feel that?

Yeah. Oh my God.

I've been using a new technique.

But you can't say that.

I'm sorry.

I'm ethnic.

Oh yes. Your racial humor is fine.

You physically can't say that.

You're too skinny.

(phone ringing)

Who are you by the way?

Fan X?

Fenix.

Yeah.

It's gonna be a no.

Could I ask why?

You have no social media following.

You have no,

sorry.

Well, not sorry. (laughing)

Sex still sells.

Thank you.

(rock music)

You may go now.

(rock music)

But I had to send an NDA, so.

f*ck, my jaw still hurts.

Aw, poor baby. Do you have an ouchy?

Come here, let me make it better.

Oh, that hurts.

By the way, I texted one of my home girls.

She's pretty connected,

so she might know

somebody that knows someone

that might find us a buyer for the pills.

That way we sell 'em.

We make a movie or two.

Travel the world.

Become rock stars.

Too boring?

Become religious?

Okay.

Okay, let me pray.

Dear

person up above,

I confess

to

All of my crazy choices.

Which are?

I'm just kidding, I just wanna be happy.

(Dayzee laughing)

Yeah, I brought some snacks.

[Lobo] Ah, we're good.

I thought I overheard some prayer talk.

Why did the blonde go to the church?

No, no, no, no. It's never funny.

And you always have to explain it.

Shut up.

Why?

Because she heard there

was a guy hung like this.

(Dayzee laughing)

You get it?

You get it?

It's funny, right? That's my one joke.

Yeah.

So?

So turns out this Frosty

guy's a piece of sh*t.

He's been upsetting a lot of people

with his actions and behavior,

stealing from his own

people, abusing women.

Just the more I heard about this guy,

and if you say she was there,

you two did this community a favor.

Yeah, I thought so too.

So, no mention of us?

The streets think it

was some internal conflict,

cartel and cartel crime.

All right,

dope.

Lobito, what's up?

You're a bad liar and

you can't act for sh*t.

What's going on?

Nothing.

No, we're good. Thank you.

They repeated a name, Tornado.

Does it mean anything to you?

Uh uh.

Yeah, but even though this Frosty guy

was a total piece of sh*t,

he brainwashed some young

disciples to want to be like him.

Influencing young, impressionable boys

to be blind followers.

Super small d*ck energy vibes,

but legit scary dangers.

So just be careful.

Ah, but look at you two.

And leave this town, live a fabulous life.

Y'all are good.

You know, I can't.

You still addicted?

I'm feeling for a movie.

It's day two and my

life is so out of order.

Yeah. I wish you both the best of luck.

There's no such thing as luck.

Thank you so much.

Yo Prox.

Yeah, till next time.

There might never be a next time.

f*ck.

Yeah, you're right, you're right.

(clock ticking)

That's depressing as sh*t,

and that's what you get

for calling me a bad actor.

Pendejo.

Yeah, yeah. Get outta here.

(clock ticking)

Did you say something?

I said I'm proud of you.

Remember, you don't

need money for anything.

There's no hourly rate for your passion.

Take it to the streets

and they'll let you

know if it's dope or not.

(tense music)

Same number?

I owe you Lobito.

You're so good.

And learn to stop cutting people off

when they talk, f*ck.

(Dayzee laughing)

(tense music)

Bro, it was some g*dd*mn bullshit.

This stupid f*cking b*tch.

Of course you didn't get the part.

f*ck her.

How are you?

You're not home? Did you get my text?

Oh, you were serious

Yes, I was serious. Where you at?

Where are you?

We're literally two minutes

away from your house.

Oh, already?

I'm like five to 30 minutes away.

Okay, traffic. Bye.

Bro.

Oh, take this,

so we can keep track of each other.

I will find you.

That's the point.

It's called, find my iPhone.

Angelo.

Anthony.

You know who I am.

Tornado.

(dark music)

I don't have time to threaten you

and I don't really want to.

I just need to fix the

schedule you f*cked up.

Well, I don't play kid games anymore.

I'm in my post playing career.

And I retired from that

sh*t a long time ago.

Still poisoning the youth, I see.

Hmm. This?

Yeah.

This goggle-wearing

m*therf*cker's the one.

Andrew, the m*therf*cking young gold medal.

He's gonna be one of the

greats, he's obsessed with it.

He eats, sleeps and breathes basketball.

So what are the chances

he actually makes it?

Better chance than we ever had.

We'll never get to have

lived out our dreams.

I might as well root for

someone else to live theirs.

Where there's a dream, there is a way.

When there's a dream, there's a way.

See, that's the thing.

Nobody gives a sh*t

about substance anymore.

All they want to do is chase the hype.

Me?

Nah, it's, it's time for

me to get out of the game.

Cash out.

So I come to you with gratitude.

I know who took my product.

Stop wasting my f*cking time.

You know, there's only two

people who have this tattoo,

you and me.

You know, I would've forgiven

you if you'd just stayed gone.

But you didn't.

You came back and that was disrespectful.

So if you gimme my product, I'll leave

out of respect for the dead and all that.

(g*n c*ck)

I won't ask you again.

Settle down destructive vortex of rage.

(laughing) Somebody bought a dictionary.

What can I say?

I became an intellectual gangster.

And I became a standup comic.

And these jokes are about

to get real f*cking dark.

You remember that story

about that guy who used

to push that rock up the hill,

and it just kept falling on

him over and over again,

and he had to do it forever.

Mm-hm.

Well, I'm not built

for this everyday grind,

and on God, I don't have your product.

You know, if you keep giving people

the benefit of the doubt,

they will find a way to disappoint you.

You owe me this.

Lobo's a good kid.

He was unplugged too soon.

He's the anomaly.

He's patiently relentless and

he won't stop until he gets

whatever it is that he's after.

He's so focused on having the last laugh

that he's gonna die trying

to prove himself right.

He's either smart enough or stupid enough

to believe that he can do anything.

And I know what you're gonna do.

I'll tell you how to find him.

Always a snitch.

Just don't hurt him.

Hurt.

(ominous music)

That's on him.

And this is on you.

Text him, tell him to meet

you at Mariachi Square.

Now give me your phone.

(ominous music)

You don't gotta push that rock no more.

Tell him I said you're welcome.

(g*n firing)

(soft music)

I really don't want us to be involved.

I don't want to f*ck up our

lives trying to sell this sh*t.

Then we get arrested,

then I can't make my movie.

Also, do you know what

happens to guys like me

that can't shut up at times?

- At times?

- Yeah, at times.

I don't talk all the time,

except when it's about movies.

How do you always end up

making it about you and movies?

Because I'm weird,

Fenix, because I'm weird.

I get bored by people.

Not you, but,

I have this weird mental thing where I need

to be constantly visually stimulated,

and I don't have time to figure

out what's wrong with me.

I do have a good heart,

and that kind of balances out

the narcissistic tendencies.

Fair.

No one does more for Lobo's ego

than Lobo but, second is me.

Thank you.

That's not a compliment, babe.

All right, let me get into character.

Am I a lawyer?

Am I the girlfriend of a drug kingpin

and we're trying to figure out

what to do with these pills?

No, no, no, no, no.

We actually want a buyer,

not some fake wannabe tough guy

that pretends to be rich on social media.

(door closing)

You're not supposed to be here.

You're supposed to be at work.

b*tch, I live here. What

are you talking about?

I'm taking a day off.

sh*t, I'm high as f*ck.

I'm on these shrooms,

and this looks designer.

If this were real, this would be

a half a million dollars worth of stuff.

Hi.

And you,

you're a specimen over here.

Who would defeat me like I defeated Troy,

make me beg for your forgiveness,

make my ancestors regret that they

ever did it.

Do it in the name of Jesus.

Jesus.

You Spanish.

(snapping fingers)

Introduce.

No.

He knows your unfunny, suicidal standup

that hates gays even though you are g*y.

Yeah, shut up.

Why are you always weepy with him?

- Think about you.

- I hate you.

It's okay. He's high as sh*t.

(dog barking)

(person clearing throat)

Get it together.

Want a kiss?

Egg her on.

k*ll me with laughter and I let you live.

What you gonna do with that?

Make me laugh, clown.

Oh sh*t.

Okay.

What did?

- Now.

Why did the comedian sh*t his pants?

I got a*s dribbles right here.

You wanna smell?

He's mine.

Don't overstep your boundaries next time.

Mm.

(chuckling) See, your

standup should be like that.

- Yeah, shut up.

- Actually funny.

f*ck you.

The g*n was empty, right?

(phone ringing)

[Dayzee] Let's hope so.

Yeah, I'm available.

Right now, right now?

Okay, send the address.

You got a part?

In a 15 second social media ad.

Somebody's getting a payment.

Yay.

I can't stand you.

Yeah, whatever.

Get the f*ck outta my face.

So do you actually have a buyer or?

Actually I kind of do.

Kind of?

I'm just not really sure if

this guy can come through.

He bullshits and lies,

but somehow falls up.

He says he needs to

meet you in person though.

Tell him to meet you on

set, I'll just bring a sample.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Did anyone just forget

that she had a g*n to my f*cking face?

I have in my pants,

because she had a g*n to my f*cking face.

Was it real?

(both laughing)

Thank you.

[Fenix] Don't do that.

I'm just being nice.

Too nice.

He doesn't deserve it.

- Shut up.

What am I talking to you for?

I love you buddy.

Really?

Of course.

No he doesn't, as*h*le.

He's not gonna remember any of this.

Actually, I do have a task for you.

I got your task right here, honey.

Please, protect these with all your might,

for what we do in life echoes in eternity.

Eternity. Eternity.

Send me the address.

What color is my hair?

Purple.

Remember the waves in

the ocean it looks, cobbled.

You're gonna do great.

(Lobo sighing)

[Dayzee] That sounded heavy.

I'm just f*cking annoyed on myself.

I'm technically always on

call for people to sh**t with,

but I don't have my batteries.

(phone notification)

Ah Jesus Christ.

Shut the f*ck up.

I still haven't seen my movie, so

my life is out of f*cking order.

I'm sorry.

(phone notification)

Jesus Christ, stop blowing up my phone.

Oh,

I think this is our lucky day.

I'm

getting my necklace back.

Really?

(hip hop music)

f*ck yeah.

(car starting)

Do you know this guy?

He just keeps staring at us.

[Lobo] Yeah.

(car revving)

(tires squealing)

(high-tension music)

f*ck, we're outta gas. Let's go.

We're just gonna leave the car?

We got insurance.

(tense music)

(motorcycle revving)

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck,

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

Come on, come on, come on, go.

[Bike Rider] f*cking stop.

[Dayzee] Are we getting

out of this one movie guy?

You guys are f*cking fast.

Thank you.

- It's not a compliment.

- Hey, f*ck you Tornado,

and f*ck this b*tch.

Hey, take it back.

Thanks for finding her for me.

f*ck you.

And I'm about to k*ll all

three of you m*therf*ckers

if I don't get my product back.

Nah, nah. That's the thing, homie.

f*ck that. She k*lled Frosty.

But I'm the new half-bay now.

k*lling got consequences.

You think I give a f*ck about Frosty?

Frosty dying is on Frosty.

I want my product back.

Nah, that's Fugazi.

Maybe she gives me some sucky, sucky.

Maybe I might let her live.

I'm gonna f*ck f*ck you up.

Hey, what's going on here guys?

Hey, this is private property.

I know this looks crazy.

You know, who would have a car chase

in the middle of the day?

A gangster, a hitman, in

the middle of a parking lot,

threatening to k*ll a

eastern European pop star

and potentially a security guy?

Everyone would be f*cked,

and sent to prison, forever.

That would be wild.

Don't worry, this is just a prank.

This is Jimmy, Heffe, Dayzee.

You know that famous prankster?

He's a little nuts, but

he's cool.

I'm not, that's why he's late.

You look familiar.

Do do I know you?

I think I know you.

Ah, shh.

Homeland Security has

been tracking us, all right?

So, let's keep it low key.

Hey, you know, look, look, look, look.

All right, it's my camera.

I just don't want any problems here.

You know, this is private property.

It's just a prank. Look at him.

You really think that

dude is a f*cking hitman.

Look at this.

That's not a gangster, come on.

She's a European pop star though.

Oh, I almost forgot. Wait, wait, wait.

So a blonde walks into a church.

We are f*cking done here.

You could have let her finish.

He's a hung Jesus.

But I'm f*cking bump.

It's not funny if he says it like that.

It's never funny.

Security guard, you should go.

You guys just have a good sh**t.

[Lobo] Thank you.

I got this.

I said I f*cking got this.

You're lucky he got a camera on him.

This sh*t ain't over.

Man, f*ck you, Tornado.

And f*ck you too. I'm out.

Find my product.

And when you do send me your location.

Is he?

(chuckling) He ain't coming back.

(dramatic music)

(bike starting)

(bike revving)

Hold on, pause.

Fenix, no cap.

That's too much Virgo vibes.

Less Virgo, more Aries.

Make it make sense.

I need a five minute mental

break, this is too much.

[Speaker] Fenix?

He'll be here.

Look, they're right there.

- What's up?

- Hey.

You are late.

We lost reception.

It doesn't matter. Done.

Thank you. Let's take

a look, you and me.

You can sit.

So?

Sell the merch.

Are you good for it?

(laughing) Am I good for it?

You're a funny guy my friend.

I can call you my friend, right?

Sure.

What do people in the city love the most?

Exclusivity.

People love to have

access to all the fun sh*t

and to rub it in poor people's faces.

Think of the quote,

living my best life.

Why aren't you?

'Cause you can't.

Listen, my life has been absolutely wild.

I haven't signed NDAs for most

of what I've seen or filmed.

Okay, so you, you do what?

You do like filming

stuff, you're a video guy?

Movie director.

Anything I've seen?

My cousin was undercover for this

weird sex cult full of influencers

and they were running a big

underground pill supply chain.

I'm gonna be 100% real with you.

My girl right here, she k*lled a pimp.

We found a mother lode of pills.

We had a car chase,

escaped a Mexican standoff.

And that's why we're late by the way.

What's up? Oh yeah.

So?

The deal is

perfect for you.

We just want to unload the merchandise

wholesale price for you.

You know, we're just asking for 500K.

You can easily sell it for a million.

Hmm.

Okay.

I know I'm not the smartest in the room.

Yeah, well everyone says that.

But I'm dumb enough to

know how to take chances.

You're a good guy.

- Yeah, you're a cheesy

m*therf*cker, but I like you.

What's the payment?

- Straight cash.

- Okay.

All right.

Well I'll have my people call

your people, set up a meeting.

Three hours. Be ready.

- That's good.

- Got a sample?

Yeah.

I was gonna tell you about this guy,

he was the religious sex cult leader.

He was wearing this suit,

it was made out of his own couch.

He said it was a paradox.

He was a f*cking moron.

Guy was-Yeah, yeah.

You're just saying sh*t now.

I'll f*ck with you though,

but you're just saying sh*t

and you're waving that sh*t around.

- Oh my bad.

So yeah, don't, don't f*cking do that.

Okay, cool.

I'm gonna see you in about three hours,

and we're gonna, we're gonna do something

about that all black

thing you got going on.

What do you mean?

I k*ll it every day.

- Yeah, I mean you, yeah.

No no, we're gonna, we're gonna fix that.

Not everybody needs

to wear a towel to be cool.

(laughing) You even got jokes.

Hey, he's got jokes. This guy's got jokes.

I don't need anything to be cool.

I just let my personality shine.

All right, all right.

All right, we'll see you in three hours.

We got a deal.

Just gonna make one phone call to that

big hot dog on a motorcycle.

Anybody want some food?

Be right back.

So for the next shot,

I'm gonna swipe the phone one

way, then flip it another way.

Then we'll cut out the talking part.

But it'll be more authentic.

Maybe it'll be black or white.

Thanks.

No problem.

(dramatic electronic music)

Shannon with a Y is her name.

Tough life.

Four two.

Desperate.

Where is he?

Why are you so hot?

Because you have daddy

issues. Where's Lobo?

He said he was in coordination with you.

(dark music)

I'm gonna look around.

(train whistle blowing)

(door closing)

(door closing)

Hey, y'all take this sh*t off.

(person howling)

You know what that is?

You in LA m*therf*cker.

I see that.

Yo, slap this m*therf*cker.

So you gonna tell me what the f*ck?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yo, punch his a*s.

(thug slugging Lobo)

(thug laughing)

Hey, call him a b*tch.

b*tch.

Say his mama's a b*tch.

Your mom's a b*tch.

(thug laughing and howling)

This is not necessary.

Shut the f*ck.

Curly haired m*therf*cker

looking like a DeBarge.

Jesus, Muhammad.

Whatever the m*therf*cker you pray to,

you better tell me

where the f*ck this sh*t is.

Oh, you think I'm playing,

God damn it, m*therf*cker.

[Lobo] I don't think you're playing.

I think you're for real.

Oh, you think I'm

playing, so I need retribution.

For what?

For my sh*t.

What sh*t are you talking about?

You know how I know, my

people followed your people.

I know you have my sh*t.

You try to act like you don't.

My people?

Ooh, kick his a*s.

(thug slugging Lobo)

That's not a kick, that's a punch.

I said kick him.

Is somebody trying to save you?

Nobody knows I'm here.

m*therf*cker, can I help you?

That's a nice Halloween costume.

I need him back.

I'm good here.

You keep your f*cking mouth shut.

He talks too much, I have to go save him.

No, don't.

We'll figure it out.

[Dayzee] What do

you think they're saying?

Homie, I'm gonna mess you up.

Look at me and my hotness.

I'm so hot, look.

How do I make this about me?

What just happened? They're not moving.

f*ck f*ck f*ck.

f*ck it. f*ck it.

Making my own luck.

I didn't k*ll anyone. If

any... Shut the f*ck up.

No.

Yes.

Hey, let him talk.

Keep your f*cking mouth shut.

Let him f*cking talk.

Thank you.

Jesus Christ.

You want to talk? Talk.

You k*ll him, I k*ll you.

Say thank you.

Excuse me?

Look, that's my girl right there.

She k*lled the guy

that k*lled Juju to Goat.

You're welcome.

Listen, we're both weirdos,

but I didn't mean for him to get hurt.

Lift him up.

Let me make a phone call

and I promise I won't

make a fool out of you.

Hey, Fabio, untie him.

[Lobo] You do look like Fabio.

You talk too much.

(phone ringing)

My boy.

Ah, looks like we missed our window, huh?

So, my bad, I got tied up.

It's all good.

No, my boys are still good for it.

It's, it's all good.

Look, we're having a little, a

little pre-fake-chella party.

Tomorrow, in cash.

Pre-party, fake-chella house.

These little things. (sniffing)

They're, (laughing)

Well, we'll chat, I'll send you the.

I'll get your cut.

I promise, and also, I'm not hard to find.

You know what? You have a lot of heart.

I'm a heart, my guy.

Let's go.

What the f*ck are you staring at?

Get in the car.

Thought I was gonna

have to k*ll Eazy-E again.

Can you open it for me?

Get in the f*cking car.

(bird cawing)

What is taking them so long?

Have you seen how she looks at him?

Come here.

Thank you for saving me, again.

You lied to me.

It means someone who is lost.

Yeah, literally.

Yeah.

Please don't give up

on me and my weirdness.

Don't leave me because I'm weird.

Don't just see me as just potential.

Oh.

I k*lled someone for you.

Ride and die.

I did lie to you though.

My dad wasn't a bullfighter.

He didn't k*ll himself.

Its just a way better story

than some hardworking immigrant dad

leaving his family for another woman.

I was 13.

We'd just moved to the States

and he went back to Spain.

It's a boring story.

It's, it's been told so many times.

It doesn't matter how

bright or dark I paint it, it

still hurts the same.

I just wanted you to feel what I felt.

Do you ever get scared?

Of what?

People.

No.

If you watch people long enough,

you see who they really are.

Do you have your g*n?

Of course. (laughing)

It's gonna be a beautiful day.

(horn honking)

(soft music)

You know, her roommate said

that he would literally k*ll someone

to protect these for you,

which is interesting

because when I showed up,

he was completely passed out.

I literally could have face-f*cked him.

What can I say? The gays love me.

I don't judge anyone.

I hate everybody equally.

What's the plan, Lobo?

[Lobo] Ow.

Aw, poor baby.

Ow. What?

Hey, poke us, one pain or the other.

Ow. Ow.

I feel so much better.

The plan?

So I was thinking I could

work on my comedy set.

[Tornado] Jesus.

The other day, my wife,

she k*lled somebody for me.

The crowd groans.

No, no, she literally k*lled a pimp for me.

Ha ha.

You suck.

Yeah.

It's missing something.

The part where I, ha ha.

No, I need time to prep for standup.

It has to be perfect.

[Tornado And Lobo] Nothing's perfect.

Nothing's perfect in life.

Also, people don't remember the perfects.

They remember the greats.

Dude, who are you? We are nobodies.

We're the same, we haven't made it.

Yet.

You can hear me, you don't listen.

(Dayzee speaking in foreign language)

I didn't know you spoke Spanish.

What? I'm a quick learner.

I,

I wasted a pure heart once.

Open up, bro.

We all eat lies when

our hearts are hungry,

but true romance lives

and dies in the hearts

of those who believe,

forever.

It's,

it's just a moment in time

in the past, it's not real.

Missing the ha ha, still.

Sad jokes are jokes, too.

Damn bro.

Do you need a hug?

You always got a smart-a*s

remark. (chuckling)

Lobo, do you love her?

Yeah.

No, don't, yeah.

No, don't have her falling

if you're not ready to fall.

- I'm ready.

- Do you f*cking love her?

Yeah, I love her.

I don't believe you.

Yeah, I f*cking love her.

f*ck dude.

Good. Great.

Then if you don't wanna see her die,

what's your f*cking plan?

(upbeat music)

It's complicated, but it's not.

I'm just gonna go in

alone, make the transaction,

and I'm out, in and out.

Nobody needs to come with me.

I believe I have this gift.

I don't know if it's real

or not, but I believe in it.

Nothing bad's gonna happen to me.

Everybody keeps saving my a*s,

and it's my turn to save everybody's.

I know I won't die until I make my movie.

I almost died when I was 18

years old and I'm still here.

It means something.

I'm not dying until I make my movie.

I know that.

You f*cking always find

a way to make it about you.

And you're not doing this

alone, we're going with you.

Sure, me too.

I gotta make sure you don't f*ck this up.

Ready.

We should get some sleep first.

Yeah.

Enough k*lling for today.

Don't let her play with g*ns,

and don't point that thing

at me ever f*cking again.

I'm sleeping in this by the way.

f*ck.

How you doing?

I'm gonna need to pat you down.

You ain't gotta bother. I'm packing.

I got a g*n and I'm keeping it.

He's my security.

All right boys.

He's a friend of Lobo,

he's a friend of ours.

All right.

Hoofy can be scary.

(light electronic music)

All right, welcome you guys.

First things first.

You all know the deal.

NDAs.

I can keep a secret.

Okay. Tough guy.

No legal names, all that sh*t.

You know the deal.

Miss Lobo?

Perfect.

So is this everyone?

Yeah, it's everyone.

You know, all the players,

a little more low key.

Like a little pre-party

before the big stuff.

I'll leave you all to it.

(light electronic music)

(phone ringing)

Guys, I just got a call

back and they sent me sides,

but I have to send it within the hour.

I'm gonna find a place here to sh**t it.

Y'all don't really need me here, do you?

No.

I'm a producer, for Generic Time Films

and Landmark Studios.

Are you any good?

You even sound generic.

Excuse me?

Am I any good?

Yes. Can you act?

You want me to act?

f*ck, you actually want me to act?

Holy sh*t.

I never get to act.

Literally either I'm too f*cking tall

or I'm too skinny and my

boobs are too f*cking small.

But if you wanna see

someone that's committed,

look up the definition of

someone who's an insomniac,

and you'll see in my photo

in the f*cking dictionary.

I am ready. When the

cameras are rolling, I'm on.

It doesn't matter if you

haven't had enough sleep,

or it's been three days,

or you k*lled a f*cking pimp, I'm there.

I am so tired of people telling me

whether or not I can or can't act.

I can f*cking act. I can f*cking do this.

Where's the restroom?

Bye.

(producer clapping)

I like her.

Hold on.

Give us a moment.

That's what our tattoo can look like.

So,

got the merch?

Is that how the young kids talk nowadays?

Why, why should we do this deal with you?

I mean, you're, you're not

as smart as you think you are.

Because I'm here in front of y'all.

Okay, and how can

we trust this isn't some,

some sort of big setup, you know?

(Lobo baas)

Excuse me?

I thought that was how sheep talked.

Grow up.

To be like you. (baaing)

What are you getting out of this?

I just want my cut, and to make my movie.

[Speaker] Oh, movie huh?

What's it about?

It's something very personal.

Oh, passion piece at that.

No one cares about

feelings. It's a business.

As soon as you realize

it's a numerical error,

you don't have to try so hard.

I never worked a day in my life.

My grandfather gave up everything

for his kids and their kids.

He died never winning the lottery.

When my dad left us, (tense music)

He left Spain and came

to the US to take care of us,

just so his family could have

a mere chance of success in life.

And now I'm that f*cking

winning lottery ticket.

(laughing) Dude, we don't actually care.

I mean, I only ask 'cause I, I don't know,

I was kind of curious

to see what you'd say,

but this is just a tax write off.

You know, the, the pills are for his kids

and my nieces and nephews.

You know, just so that a bunch

of nepo trust fund babies can show off

in front of their friends, you know,

'cause they're all depressed and they need

these sort of things to,

to get, I don't know, validation.

We hand 'em everything.

You know, of course they don't like us.

They couldn't care less about us.

As a matter of fact, if we die tomorrow,

they'd probably go to fake-chella

to cope with our death

and post about it on social media.

Get what you guys call, what

is it again? Sympathy clout.

So you just wanted

to hear what I would say.

Yeah.

What the f*ck?

I don't do this testing bullshit.

Just either we have a deal or I walk out.

You're really arrogant for a nobody.

You got nothing else to say?

No, I do.

I just appreciate the

sound of my own silence.

So this is what it feels like.

(tense music)

Look guys, just pay attention.

There are levels to this sh*t.

I smile because I don't like to blow up,

because blowing up for

me, it's like scorched earth.

The only thing that keeps my anger

and my f*cking vortex of rage

from burning down everything down to ashes

is to watch a movie, study it,

and making my own one day.

But that's the f*cking problem.

I haven't seen a movie

in f*cking three days,

and I cannot tell you

how f*cking pissed I am.

So now either we have a f*cking deal,

or I walk out,

because this has been such

a f*cking waste of my day.

Hmm.

Youth on the run with drugs.

Make that a movie.

All right.

(tense electronic music)

How's 1.2 mil,

600 each?

Sounds good to me.

(tense electronic music)

Well, let's, let's have a toast.

(tense electronic music)

Cheers.

How'd you know it was gonna work out?

I didn't, I just believed that

some way somehow it was

just gonna work itself out.

Just put it in the universe.

Well, you won.

This day, but what about tomorrow?

I'm busy tomorrow.

(phone notification)

I am not even gonna answer.

I retired today.

Retired from all that bullshit.

What? What are you doing?

What is that?

It's called dancing.

No it's not.

That is not dancing.

[Lobo] It's on the hips.

And now you're both dancing.

You're both not dancing.

You're right, this is kinda fun.

This is so unprofessional.

It pains me to say, but you really,

you can't dance.

I'm sorry.

Hey b*tch. This for Frosty.

(g*n firing)

(ominous music)

(g*n firing)

It's okay, movie guy.

(g*n firing)

Just because our movie's ending,

doesn't mean we know so much.

You're not lost anymore.

(dark music)

You won't let me die.

You promised.

Stay with me.

I'll put you in all my movies,

from the beginning of time.

All right, just like I promised you.

Just don't die.

(solemn music)

I came.

Have it all.

You'll be okay.

Both of us.

(indistinct)

(solemn music)

[Lobo] Please.

Come on.

(solemn music)

(Lobo sobbing)

The f*ck? A cartel sh**t

out and a dead hooker.

Geez Louise. How generic.

m*therf*cker.

(g*n firing)

Dude, dude, take

everything. Take everything.

I won't say a thing. I

promise, I brought-(g*n firing)

f*ck.

She gone?

Lobo, is she gone?

(Lobo sniffling)

We gotta go.

Come on, Lobo, we gotta go.

(dramatic music)

Lobo, we gotta go.

All right, die.

(dramatic music)

Come on. Come on, you're good.

We're good, I got you. Come on.

Come on, come on.

Kid, we gotta go.

This is not the neighborhood

where they're used to g*nshots.

We have to get outta here.

I said love always won.

It does, kid.

It does.

Not always the way you expect.

Okay?

Here,

make your movie,

make art, I don't care what you make.

It could be about a f*cking virgin stripper

or genius gangsters.

I don't give a sh*t,

just don't use social media influencers.

They're f*cking terrible.

This is the punchline,

just my life is a f*cking joke?

Yeah.

Go get the last laugh.

[Fenix] Lobo.

Guys, I just k*lled four

people. We've gotta go.

We gotta go. I got the part.

I'm coming.

sh*t.

f*ck it.

(funky electronic music)

(uptempo electronic music)

(uptempo electronic music)

(uptempo electronic music continues)

(uptempo electronic music continues)

Get a little cerveza.

(group laughing)

[Speaker] All right guys.

(eerie music)