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Blood Star (2024)

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Blood Star (2024)

Post by bunniefuu »

Drink.

Bobbi,

please don't do this.

Don't do what Anna?

I'm just going home.

Back to him?

Are you serious?

Don't go back there.

And go back where?

To the East?

Well yeah,

maybe I can get Dad to rent

an apartment short term.

Fat chance. He can rot in hell!

For Christ sake,

if it wasn't for Dad your a*s

would have stayed in jail.

It was shoplifting Anna.

I would have been out

in less time

than it took my

arm to heal.

He disciplined you,

Bobbi, that's all.

He could have been a

lot worse on you.

Worse? How?

I can't believe

you're actually defending him.

No one's

perfect, Bob.

But hey, if you hate

him so much,

why are you f*cking the

younger version of him?

You haven't noticed

everything he does,

how he dresses,

how he talks...

He's literally just like Dad.

Well then, I'll be just like Mom

and make it work.

Make it work?

Look what you're like when

you're with him.

You don't even have a voice.

I'm not having this

conversation right now.

I have to get gas or I'm not

making it anywhere.

I'm going to call you later.

Trouble in paradise?

Huh?

Sounded like you were fighting.

Husband trouble?

No, no, that was just my sister.

She can be

overbearing sometimes.

I can relate.

I have a brother,

fight all the time.

Some days you swear

we were mortal enemies.

Yeah, they're the worst.

Hmm.

Tire's worn out.

Say what?

Looks like

it could pop.

I'll add it to the list.

List?

Yeah, the list of

sh*t to stress about.

Would you like a soda, Miss?

Oh, no, thank you.

Suit yourself.

Caffeine and sugar,

ultimate stress reducer.

I don't think that's

how it works.

No, no, no. I'm good.

Thank you, though.

Well don't say this town never

offered you anything.

Some town you got here, Officer.

It's Sheriff,

not Officer.

Oh, sorry.

Well, I'll take your

word for it,

Sheriff.

Will you now?

I will.

Okay then, time for me to

get back to work.

You have yourself a nice day.

Goodbye, weirdo.

Hey, this is

Bobbi's phone,

I'm either off finding myself,

or I just don't wanna

talk to you.

Leave a message.

What's up?

Hey Bob, listen,

I didn't mean to get

on your case.

Yeah, well,

you know how I feel about Dad

I'm talking about

Rhett, he's garbage Bob.

Anna, can you stop?

No, he's not.

He took you from

your friends, he hit you!

Things just got out of hand,

okay.

I shouldn't have been talking

to that guy for so long.

He said it was a

f*cking accident.

What the f*ck don't you

get about that?

Bobbi, come on,

you know better than that.

Oh, f*ck.

What's wrong?

I think it just blew past

the speed trap.

Here he comes. Fuuuuuuck.

Did he

get you?

He's getting me.

Alright, f*cking bullshit,

I gotta go.

Okay, Bob,

be careful, I love you.

Love you too.

Oh, hey, Officer.

Everything all right?

Sheriff.

Right,

Sheriff? Duh.

License and registration,

please.

How are you?

Remember me?

From the gas station earlier.

You know why I pulled you over?

To add a little more

to the list?

Speeding and destruction of

police property.

I clocked you at over

100 per hour.

And whatever you threw out of

the window broke my light bar.

There must be some confusion.

I didn't throw anything

out of my window.

Like, at all.

Are you calling me a liar?

What? No Officer,

I mean Sheriff, I'm...

I'm just saying that

I think you're mistaken.

I think your light was

already broken.

Wait here.

Wow, really giving that badge of

yours a work out today,

aren't you, Officer?

- Roberta?

- Let me call you back.

I'm citing your for

reckless speeding

in excess of

100 miles an hour

and destruction of

police property.

Call the number on the back

to make payment,

Or you can show up to court in a

week's time to plead your case.

A thousand dollars!

I don't have this kind of money.

Well, as stated, if you

can't afford it

you can show up and plead your

case in court, in one week.

I can't come back here in

one week for court,

my boyfriend will

never allow it.

Please, can you just let me

off with a warning?

I'm a nursing student

and I have a budget.

Just I can't afford this at all.

Tell you what I can do.

Whatever you threw it

broke my light.

And that's my a*s for that,

comes straight out of

my paycheck,

and I can't afford that, so.

You pay me for the light,

we'll call it even.

How much is that?

Let's say, uh, three

hundred dollars.

Three?

Three hundred dollars?

That's all the money I have.

Well I'm sure you won't

skip court then.

Wait.

I'll pay you the $300, I just

don't have any cash.

There's an ATM back at

the gas station.

Well, you sure are popular.

Hope you ain't using that thing

when you're driving.

It is ill*gal here

in New Mexico.

I'm not. I promise, Sheriff.

So back to the gas station?

Mm hmm.

I'll meet you there.

I'm going to do as both a favor.

Give me your phone.

Give you my phone?

-Why?

-Two things.

You wouldn't want to

make things worse

by running from an obligation.

And two, you don't want

another ticket

for cell phone use

while driving.

Isn't it against the law

to take my phone?

Are you telling me the law

in my own county?

Hello?

Roberta.

She'll call you back.

Now get going.

Hmm, you again.

Restroom's still broken.

That's okay.

Is there an ATM?

Afraid not.

I mean, we do,

but it's been empty for

a week or so.

Do you have a cell phone

I could borrow?

No, Ma'am, I don't.

Of course.

Beer's a dollar, ninety-nine.

Sorry, it's just been a

morning for me.

Card's declined.

Not possible.

I have money in my account.

Can you try again?

No can do, after it's declined,

system won't accept it again.

Is this a joint account?

Looks like your day's really

going down the shitter, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, you're telling me.

I got pulled over and,

I think this cop is extorting

me, if he's even a real cop.

Oh, so it seems

you met the honorable

Sheriff Bilstein.

Mm. So he is a real cop.

Elected to uphold the law.

Doesn't mean he follows it,

though.

So he's done this before.

Far as I can tell.

Last girl I seen needing the ATM

said she needed it to

pay the Sheriff.

Great.

Just great.

It's on the house.

So, he's just another

bent up f*ck,

trying to take

advantage of people?

Mm-hmm.

Hasn't anyone reported him?

To who?

He's the only badge from

here to the border.

A real pillar of the community.

So, what am I supposed to do?

Beats me.

Border's only an hour

and change away.

Thanks for the beer.

Mister...?

Blake.

Blake.

Thank you.

I'm Bobbi.

What the f*ck?

It's not even signed.

Damn conman.

f*ck it. It's just a phone.

Roberta?

Hello?

Hello?

Who the f*ck is this?

What the f*ck!

Who's there?

Bobbi are you f*cking with me?

f*ck.

Oh, don't brake check me.

Come on as*h*le, move!

f*ck you!

f*ck.

sh*t.

Dammit.

Miss Torres.

We meet again.

Oh, hey, Sheriff.

I was actually looking for--

Turn off your engine, please.

I can't, actually.

It's got a really bad starter,

so if I turn it off, then it's

really hard to start up again.

Turn it off.

Now.

Your tail light's out.

-Say what?

-Your light's out.

Busted.

See?

Oh, you know what?

That must have happened earlier

when I was leaving

the gas station.

Speaking of that,

where were you going?

Didn't I ask you to wait for me

at the gas station?

Well, I mean, yeah, that's what

I'm trying to tell you,

Officer, I...

The ATM was empty,

so I was just--

Place your hands

on top of the vehicle.

For what?

I said place your hands on

top of the vehicle.

Now.

You can't do this,

I didn't do anything wrong.

Step away.

Anything here gonna

stick or stab me?

Talked to your man Rhett, is it?

Stupidest name I ever heard.

I know what you're thinking.

Invasion of privacy

and all that.

But he just kept calling

and I was compelled to answer.

I have to say,

I don't think he trusts you.

At all.

Sounded a bit.

What's the word these days?

Toxic.

So, here's the deal.

I'm obliged to let

you on your way,

but you need to get

me what's owed.

Lucky for you, there's a diner

ten miles that way.

They have an ATM.

Even offer change on your bill.

I'd try the pie if

you're hungry.

It's great pie.

Now obviously you

cannot be trusted,

what with your

absconding and all.

So, I'm just going to hold on to

this and your phone for now.

You try running and I'll put an

APB out for you at the border.

You won't get very far

without a license.

You understand?

Yeah.

Yes, I understand.

Good.

What the f*ck?

Come on!

Come on! Come on.

Come on!

Holy... Holy sh*t. f*ck.

Great choices as usual Bob.

All you had to do was go home,

and none of this sh*t

would have happened.

f*cking as*h*le.

Amy, clear seven.

I gotta hit the head,

give me a coffee to go.

It's going to be a minute.

Don't worry, this ain't

gonna be a fly by.

Take your time.

Use the freshener Chuck.

Whatever.

C'mon dinghus.

Answer.

Rhett.

You have to help me.

Roberta?

What the f*ck kind of game

are you playing here?

This isn't a game.

I called your phone

and some guy answered.

You move fast.

Would you just shut the f*ck up

and listen to me, please.

Rhett, Rhett you

have to help me.

A cop, he's been hunting me.

I'm scared cario.

You've been

flirting with a cop,

and now he wants you Roberta.

When are you gonna learn?

Babe, what?

You f*cking

walk out on me.

Then come back with this

bullshit cop story.

For what? Sympathy.

Sympathy?

You think that's what...

Rhett, this isn't about you.

I'm in trouble and you're

acting like this?

You're the

one that left.

I wouldn't have left

if you hadn't

punched me in the f*cking face.

You bring it on

yourself Roberta.

Enjoy your mouth breather.

Where's my change?

- It's on the table.

- No it ain't.

[boss I put it on

the table.

Do you see it

on the table?

Maybe it fell

under the table.

Just give me my change.

Chuck, I don't

have your change.

Neat trick.

Ma'am.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yep, I'm good.

You sure?

No offense, but you look like

death eatin' an onion.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, my God.

Oh. Hmm.

Um, yeah, my...

my tire blew out down the road,

so I had to hike here.

What can I get you?

Just water, please.

My boss won't want you sitting

here if you ain't ordering.

Listen, I've had the

day from hell.

My phone's stolen, my car's

broken down in a ditch.

I call my boyfriend for help,

and instead of doing that--

Amy, a word.

I think he dumped me.

Sure, I get it.

No problem.

How about some pie?

Just coffee, please.

Amy, now.

-Be right back.

-Thank you.

Did you take

Chuck's change?

Like hell--

Oh, sh*t.

Sorry.

It's okay.

Hey, what the f*ck is

going on out there?

What the hell?

What kind of sick game is this?

Look at you

smug b*stard. f*ck you.

911, what's

your emergency?

Help! Blake's gas station on

I-10 West is being robbed.

Guy's got a g*n.

One moment please.

Hello,

you still there?

We have a unit heading to

the scene now.

Abscond that officer.

Baby.

Thought I'd never see you again.

What the f*ck.

f*ck it.

God damn it.

Why would he?

Of course, he's not

done extorting me.

Wait here.

Look, if you put it on

the table, then someone took it.

And I'll bet it was

that bum girl.

Chuck, that's stupid.

She's been outside

the whole time.

Well that only leaves you then.

So where's my money, girl?

What?

Chuck, we'll reimburse you.

From Amy's tips.

What? I didn't take his

f*cking money.

What the hell?

I hate this place.

Yeah, well, you're fired.

-Fired?

-Sorry.

You just can't be handled right.

Sorry about that.

Come on.

Come back to the office,

get you squared away.

Hello?

Oh, my God, Anna.

Bobbi, I've been

calling you all day.

I'm in trouble.

Oh, no. What's

wrong? Did that cop arrest you?

No, no, no. I swear

I didn't do anything wrong.

He's been hunting me.

He shot me off the road.

He took my phone.

Gotcha!

Who is that?

Is that him?

Came across that beater of yours

wrecked in a ditch a ways back.

Bobbi?

Hmm.

Glad to see you're safe.

Bobbi?

I took the liberty of getting

it towed for you.

Truck driver owed me a favor.

He even changed your tire.

Okay.

You stay safe out there.

Desert's a crazy place.

Some say that the

vastness of it all...

Really plays on people's minds.

Bob, what the

f*ck is going on?

Bobbi!

Yeah, Anna I'm here.

I don't know.

He just returned my car

and my phone.

He acted like nothing happened.

As opposed to...

I don't know.

I mean, who does that?

Who crashes your car then

brings it back fixed? It's...

It's... it's like he's

playing with me.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I think so.

All right, I got to

get on the road

and get out of this

crazy a*s place.

Be safe, yeah?

Love you.

Love you too. Bye.

It's Amy, right?

I saw what happened,

and I'm sorry.

I feel kind of bad.

What for?

Not like you took that

as*h*le's money.

Yeah, well, you know, just...

It's just, you know, for, like,

the whole thing.

It just sucks, you know?

It's, whatever.

Dumb b*tch probably just forgot

and to save face, blamed me.

Man.

f*ck this job.

Hated it, anyways.

Well, what are you

still doing here?

Don't you have a car?

Nope.

Court took my license.

You know, can't have insult

without injury.

Yeah, I know how that goes.

Do you live far?

About 30 minutes.

Need a lift?

Hell, yeah.

Let's blow this place.

Okay.

f*ck you, Ruby.

And all who dine in you,

I'm out!

No, no, no.

We're out, f*ck you

Ruby!

Okay, full disclosure.

I took the money that got you

fired, but I had no choice.

I needed to call for help.

sh*t, I know.

I saw you take it. Sure.

I didn't think I was gonna

get fired over it,

but I could tell you

needed help.

Well, I'm sorry for dragging

you into this mess.

Don't sweat. Probably

did me a favor.

Besides, I'd of done

the same thing.

What happened?

It seems like more than

just car trouble.

Yeah, I had this weirdo

cop harassing me.

He took my phone and my license.

What?

Yeah and I could have

sworn he shot at me

out on the highway, but

then he showed up

at the diner with my

car repaired.

And he retuned my keys

and my phone.

No.

No, what?

That's Sheriff Bilstein.

So you know him?

Not really.

But ugh, he gives me the heebie

jeebies like no other.

I seen him around the diner

creeping on young women.

A girl comes in not

too long ago.

Said her car broke down.

Huh? Well, God damn it.

You think she'd be

thrilled you know.

Sheriff shows up,

car in tow, but...

She looked downright terrified.

So what's his deal?

Well,

you know, as they say, if you

want to see a man's true colors,

give him a badge

and a little bit of power.

What the f*ck!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Amy, Amy.

Amy, Amy.

Amy, Amy, Amy, Amy.

Amy, I'm so sorry.

Amy, Amy, Amy!

No!

No!

No!

Come on!

Come on. Come on. Come on!

No, hurry up!

Hurry!

Come on, no!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Ah! Ah!

I'm so sorry.

Sorry.

I didn't mean it , I didn't mean

to, I didn't, I swear to God.

I didn't mean to,

I didn't mean to, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Ah, no!

No! No!

Anna, Anna, Anna,

please, please!

Don't let me...

He's trying to k*ll me!

He's trying to k*ll me, Anna!

I'm gonna die.

Anna, I'm gonna die.

Picking up

hitchhikers

is ill*gal Miss Torres.

Why, why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this?

What? Don't

you love playing games?

Stop! Stop.

I could...

But I won't.

Stop!

f*ck you!

f*ck you!

Uh-oh.

Don't lose control.

Women drivers.

Can't drive for sh*t!

Please!

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

What?

Why?

Why?

Please, please stop.

Stop, please.

Please.

Help. Help, help, help,

he's trying to k*ll me.

He's trying to k*ll me.

What do you want?

He's trying to k*ll me.

-Holy sh*t, is that blood?

-He's trying to k*ll me.

Please, please, please.

Please.

What happened?

Being chased. Chased,

down there, down there!

Sheriff's department.

Drop the g*n.

Woah, woah, woah.

Sheriff, what's going on?

Thought you said someone was

trying to k*ll you?

That's the guy.

Sir. Sir, drop your weapon

and step away, alright.

Miss Torres here is

wanted for m*rder.

-m*rder?

-No, no, no, no.

She has been kidnapping

and k*lling people

all across my state.

Been at it for a while, best

we could tell.

She said you've been

trying to k*ll her.

She suffers from delusions.

We've been on her tail

since this afternoon,

when she robbed a gas

station back east.

Her latest victim is in

that car over there.

No.

-No.

-You k*lled that girl?

No, no, he's lying.

He's lying.

Bet you didn't see that coming

when you had breakfast

this morning.

You're a heavy son of a b*tch.

No! No, no.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

f*ck.

sh*t.

f*ck.

Oh no.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Dang Miss.

What did you do that for?

Please, please, please, please

you have to help me.

-Please.

-Whoa.

Please, please.

What happened to you?

It's the Sheriff.

The Sheriff is trying...

He's trying to k*ll me.

He k*lled my friend.

He kills a guy on the highway.

Please.

The Sheriff?

Yes, yes, you have

to believe me.

-Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

-He's crazy!

Okay. Oh, I believe you.

-Follow me.

-Thank you.

We'll call my boss.

-Okay.

-Yeah.

He'll know what to do.

-Okay.

-Okay.

Mmm.

Fresh cocoa's just the best

smell. Here you go.

Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.

Um, I thought you were

trying to k*ll me.

Oh, it's okay, I've had worse.

Yeah.

I'm always getting

hurt around here,

Boss likes to keep

me on my toes.

Can I use this?

I've had some medical training.

Are you a doctor?

No, but I was going

to be a nurse.

Come here.

Well, it looks

worse than what it is.

I'm just going to clean it up.

-I'll cover it.

-Okay.

So I can prevent any infections

from happening. Okay?

Okay.

You okay?

I thought you said you

were a doctor.

-Whoa that hurts.

-If I don't wrap it,

it's going to get infected.

You don't want that, right?

Easy.

You know you're a hero, right?

My hero.

I thought I was going to die.

No come on.

I didn't really do nothing.

And modest too.

You got the whole package Ed.

Oh, what, what is that?

What's... what's modest?

It's my boss. Ah.

Wait here.

Oh Ed, is there a bathroom?

I'm kind of a mess.

I need to wash up a little bit.

Oh, yeah.

Just through that door.

Oh, okay.

This doesn't look

like a bathroom.

Ugh.

Junkyard treasures.

Ow, sh*t.

-What you think?

-Oh!

I know.

Really?

Trophies.

It's evidence, after all.

But who's gonna catch me?

Cops?

Yang Mei.

147 yards.

Julia Santana, 214.

Katie Johnson,

82 yards.

How far will you go?

Solid hit little brother.

Oh, you're awake.

Please, please let me go.

Nope. No, I don't think

she'll get very far.

I don't know.

I've seen her run. There's

movement in that b*tch's legs.

Spindly.

That's right, spindly.

Where'd you learn that one?

Word calendar.

It's making me smart.

You're trying to get smart?

Listen, brother, you

don't need smarts,

when you got all this muscle,

huh?

You leave the thinking to me

and lifting to you, alright?

Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey. Shhhhhhh.

I'll k*ll you!

No. No!

No!

No! No!

That's enough!

Chair!

I'm sorry,

Miss Torres.

Ed's got himself a little

self control problem.

You remember what I told you?

You listen to my command

at all times,

if you want

this to work out.

Don't ever,

make me repeat myself

in front of a woman ever again.

You hear me?

Yes.

Good boy.

I assure you,

this undermining of my authority

does not happen on a

regular basis.

Why are you doing this?

You see him like that?

He's like that because a woman

couldn't take hold of herself.

After he was born, not

a day went by,

he wasn't called a ret*rd.

That woman's foul mouth

messed up my little brother.

He was a good boy.

But you b*tches are

all the same.

Your arguing and lying,

spreading that venom

wherever you go.

No.

No. Please no.

No.

This here's Lilly.

I made her outta my Mama.

Please.

She loved flapping

her f*cking jaw.

So I took it from her.

Now you are done spreading

your wickedness

with that sharp little

tongue of yours.

And I'm going to make

sure you learn

your place in this world.

I'll have no more of

your spells on me.

You think you're so

g*dd*mn precious.

I'll show you what you're worth.

Exactly, nothing.

All the wars and discords

started by women and men

who were too weak to

resist temptation.

When all they needed to do

was look into the bosom of

their own blood

and not be tempted by a

woman ever again.

That's not just your

little brother.

You made me do it Mama.

That foul mouth of yours,

got poor me to--

See, I can control myself.

Because I'm a

rational human being,

just like God intended me to be.

But you, just don't know

when to stop, do you?

You can't.

So I just gotta help you all.

One by one.

f*ck you!

As you've noticed,

you're in a bad spot.

But it's okay.

You can still make it out

and back to your life.

Half a mile out that door

is the highway.

Make it to the black top

and you're free.

We catch ya...

Just another number on the wall,

huh?

I won't play

your stupid games.

Just k*ll me now you f*ck.

Suit yourself.

Ahh, f*ck you!

No, God please.

Look, look, look!

She pissed herself.

It's not very ladylike, is it?

You know what your problem is?

You have a real wicked mouth.

And that tongue is like a bona

fide personal devil.

Now, I'm willing to bet,

it's the source of all

your troubles.

Clean and dress that wound,

it's not going to be fun if

she bleeds out.

Okey dokey.

Open up.

Okay, yeah.

Shh.

That guy

was stupid huh?

Yeah. Yeah, that guy

was stupid, huh?

You ready?

No.

Let's give her 5 minutes.

I gotta take a piss.

I'll be damned.

800 yards, nearly made it.

Drink.

You earned it.

Last chance

Miss Torres.

Oh, God damn it!

What d'you do that for?

f*cking b*tch.

This is not how it

f*cking works.

Oh, f*ck.

f*ck.

Looking for these?

Come on.

Are you okay?

Hey, this is

Bobbi's phone,

I'm either off finding myself,

or I just don't wanna

talk to you.

Leave a message.