[sad music plays]
[Father Sullivan]
We gather here to commend
our brother John
to God our Father
and to commit
his body to the earth.
In the spirit of faith
in the resurrection
of Jesus Christ from the dead,
let us raise our voices
and say...
[all]
Our Father who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name,
thy kingdom come,
thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day
our daily bread.
Forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those
who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Amen.
[Mary] Just tell me
where we're going.
It's a surprise, honey.
[Mary] Candy store.
We should get something
for Johnny.
What is this?
Yeah. What is this?
[Mary] No.
No way.
No f*cking way.
Don't you f*ck with me, John.
Don't f*ck with me on this.
-Mare.
-Don't f*ck with me.
-I'm serious. Don't...
-Mare.
Can I have the honor
of asking you
to get the f*ck out of the car?
[Mary]
Oh, my God. Sw-Swear to me.
Swear-swear on
your mother's head...
-It's not much...
-...that this is ours.
...but it's in
a good school district.
It's not a mansion like you
deserve, but the chips are up.
It's perfect.
It's perfect. I love it.
Thank you.
And it's in your f*cking name.
Oh my God.
Oh! Oh my God!
[keys jangling]
Oh, oh.
-[quiet chatter]
-[sportscast playing over TV]
-Another beer, John?
-[clears throat]
It's on The Bug.
Sure. Give me a shot of Jameson.
Cheers, big ears.
-What's the score?
-f*ck you.
[chuckling]
Been here a while?
[Donny] What are you drinking?
It's on The Bug.
Give me a Jameson.
Thanks, Donny.
I got to be somewhere.
-Okay.
-I got to pretend
like I'm at a f*cking job.
Since I bought
that f*cking house.
I got to be at work.
What do you say you do?
[both laughing]
-Sales.
-Sales?
Oh, yeah? What do you sell?
[laughs]
What's with the million
f*cking questions?
I don't know.
Suits. Expensive f*cking suits.
Great. Suits.
[door opens]
Tailored suits.
[Dave] What if there's
a funeral, though?
-Or a wedding.
-Same thing.
-[chuckles] Hey, fellas.
-Hey, Rhonda.
Fine day for a party, eh?
-Did you just touch my a*s?
-[Dave laughing]
You wish.
Rhonda, behave.
[Rhonda shushing]
Either way, I'm cool.
What are we talking about?
Uh, we're trying to figure out
what kind of salesman
John's pretending to be.
Uh...
Life insurance.
Everybody hates those guys.
Tell them
you sell life insurance,
they'll change the subject.
[Dave] That's a good idea.
Hello?
Hello?
-Yeah?
-Hi.
-Hi.
-I saw you moved in,
and I thought I'd welcome you
to the neighborhood.
Oh. Oh. Thank you.
I'm sorry.
I'm just not used to, um...
I would've baked a cake,
but I can't cook worth sh*t.
Uh...
Thank you. [chuckles]
Um...
You okay?
Yeah. It's just it's my first
housewarming present. [laughs]
[chuckles] It's just a fern.
[sighs]
Uh, can I, can I get you
a coffee?
How about a glass of wine?
Yeah, that I can do. [chuckles]
[chuckles]
Finally, someone I can relate to
in this f*cking neighborhood.
Oh, everybody seems
pretty nice so far.
No, don't let them fool you.
-They are all c**ts.
-[Mary laughs]
All of them.
[chuckles] This neighborhood,
it's all about keeping up,
like there's a competition
or something.
And if you don't partake,
you're a threat.
Huh. You've gotten
the judging stares
with your clothing, right?
The car you drive or...
"What does your husband do?"
"The same as yours:
"plays golf, f*ck around.
Now f*ck off."
[both laughing]
But enough about me.
What does your husband do?
[both laughing]
Yeah.
What does your husband do?
He does this and that.
[John] Keep those f*cking
hands where we can see 'em!
You're doing great, Gary.
You just keep pretending
the floor is your woman.
[Sean] Down! Down!
[John] And don't you feel bad.
Banks have been
f*cking us for years.
[Sean] I don't want anybody
looking up at me or my friends!
What, are you gonna marry me?
Let's go.
You feel that?
-[whimpers]
-Knees.
Get the f*ck down.
All the way down.
Nice shoes.
-Prada?
-[teller] Yeah.
[John] Time!
[intense music plays]
[Sean]
I know where you f*cking live.
I know where your kids
go to school.
Stay quiet, Lisa.
-[alarm ringing]
-You almost got
that f*cking woman k*lled.
You should've
f*cking done her, John.
Shut the f*ck up, Dave.
I got it, I got it,
I got it. Let's go.
[alarm continues ringing]
[Johnny] Mom, is there a fire?
-[alarm continues in distance]
-No, no.
No, they would tell us
if there was a fire.
Oh, I don't think so, pal.
No. [chuckles]
Here we go.
-Oh.
-Oh, hey, Dad.
Hey, buddy.
-Mom get anything good?
-No.
-[cereal rattling]
-Yeah?
-[barista] Good.
-Double macchiato.
-[alarm continues in distance]
-Two percent milk.
I'm sorry?
You know what? f*ck it.
Whole milk.
What is two percent anyway?
You know what I mean?
What is it,
a sh**ter or something?
-Nah. It's nothing.
-[alarm continues in distance]
[intense music plays]
[vehicle door closes]
[vehicle door closes]
-Easy.
-[Mary breathes deeply]
See?
Nothing to worry about.
[music stops]
[knocking on door]
-Love you.
-Love you, too.
[knocking on door]
[John] Mary.
[door opens]
[door closes]
Hey, man.
How you doing? Hey, Mary.
Here, I got, I got these
for, uh, for Johnny. Look.
-Oh, that's so sweet.
-Check it out, right?
-'Cause he's my little devil.
-That's cute.
-[Sean] That's good, right?
-[Mary] That's cute.
That's your cut. That's Dave's.
Take it and get the f*ck out.
[sets bottle on table]
[sighs] Come on, John.
John.
The sh*t went smooth.
You think that went smooth?
What'd you say to the teller?
You give her your number?
Tell her your sign?
J-- [sighs]
I mean, I was just,
I was just f*cking around.
Every f*cking word
that comes out
of that f*cking piehole
is a piece of the puzzle!
Cops put enough of them
together, they lead to you.
And you to me and my family.
Always f*cking around.
At your age, you still
haven't figured it out?
Every broad? All the time?
-This is not for you.
-Uh-huh.
I keep giving you chances
and you keep f*cking up?
I don't trust you.
I can't work with you.
Take your sh*t and f*ck off.
-See you, Mary.
-Good night, Sean.
[door opens]
[door closes]
What the f*ck you looking at?
Huh?
I'm thinking
about you and the kid.
When it was just me,
I didn't give a sh*t.
[Mary] I know, baby.
Open that sh*t back up.
Like that?
Take off your clothes.
-Is this what you want?
-[softly] Yeah.
-Yeah?
-Go.
You coming?
[snoring]
[groans softly]
[groans]
[sighs]
[John] What are you doing, Mare?
Oh, I was just, um,
cleaning up some stuff.
Oh. I'm sorry.
Did I get a little rough
last night?
No, that's all right. I'm tough.
-Yeah, you are.
-[chuckles]
[hand slaps]
[John] Good.
So, how much
do you think we have?
Not enough.
-Well...
-[sighs heavily]
H-How much do you think
we need, John?
How much is enough, John?
Enough is what I say it is.
Well, what if
something happens to you?
What about me and Johnny, then?
-[pounds table]
-Don't-don't say that.
That is never gonna happen.
-Don't say that again.
-You guys fighting again?
-No.
-No.
No, baby, no, no.
We're just having
a little argument.
Here, sit down, sit down.
Let me get you
some breakfast, okay?
Not-not that one. The other one.
-Just gonna eat some breakfast.
-The other one. Lucky Stars.
And then...
I need you to get ready
and brush your teeth.
-Okay?
-[cereal pouring]
[John laughing]
[Johnny laughing]
[sportscast playing
quietly over TV]
Not interested.
In what?
What you talking about?
You think I think
it's an accident,
you two knuckleheads showing up
here at the same time?
There's too much heat
after the last job.
People are f*cking watching.
Told you. He's f*cking paranoid.
I got to piss.
[John]
You two been talking about me?
You know,
we're worried about you.
You seem a little paranoid.
Dave's supposed to be
the jumpy one, so...
It's that f*cking house.
Sheep staring at me every time
I pull into my own driveway.
Every f*cking day.
Day in, day out.
[mutters] m*therf*ckers.
[Sean] What is this, cricket?
What the f*ck you know
about cricket, man?
[John] Baseball with a flat bat.
[Sean] f*cking boring as sh*t.
It ain't the game I'm watching.
The f*cking numbers.
Mary must be happy.
What is Mary happy about?
Stay the f*ck away from my wife.
Jesus, John. Come on, man.
You're being crazy.
You know I would never.
No, I guess you wouldn't.
Don't even f*cking
mention her name.
Come on. Come on.
-[crowd cheering over TV]
-f*ck!
[glass shatters]
g*dd*mn it,
it's your f*cking fault.
It was all going fine
before you came in.
You're a jinx, bad luck!
All right, dude.
[Dave] Now what, genius?
It's all right. He's good.
Not a problem.
No. No problem.
[sniffs]
Where you going now?
[Collins] These three guys
walk into a bar.
[scoffs]
Think they got
something new going?
[Smith] Yeah.
Yeah, I think
something's in the works.
[Collins] Surely burned
through that cash by now.
-[Smith] If they did it.
-[Collins] Come on.
We both know they did it.
I only know what I can prove.
I, um, had a thought.
[scoffs]
Just hear me out.
The teller said
the little guy liked her shoes.
He knew about fashion.
-Point?
-Point,
Sean Murphy was arrested
a few years back
for selling
hot Prada bags and shoes.
Lots of them, too.
[grunts]
Good luck with that.
[quiet rummaging in other room]
[Mary] John?
What, are you spying on me?
No.
Just what... what are you doing?
[John] What does it
look like I'm doing?
Um, will you be home for dinner?
I'm not eating today.
I got to take care
of some stuff.
Don't wait up.
[sportscast playing
quietly over radio]
[shuts off radio]
[suspenseful music plays]
You look familiar.
Haven't I seen you
somewhere before?
Maybe it was in your dreams.
Wow, Richie,
you outdone yourself.
You're light again.
That's right, f*ck.
Catch you next week.
f*ck.
[sighs] Okay.
Thank you.
You got the sugars today.
-Oh, hey, Dad.
-[John] Hey, buddy.
Jack and Marion are coming over.
Yeah, remember, I-I told you.
We're just-- we're having
a few people over, s-some kids.
We're gonna play
some video games.
Yeah, that sounds
like fun, buddy.
But, uh, Mommy forgot
to tell me all about it.
So, not today, okay?
Yeah, um...
yeah, why don't we...
You know what? Let's go outside.
-Yeah.
-W-We can go to the,
we can go to the park.
And, uh, and we'll have
a picnic.
-[knocking on door]
-[Louise] Mary, hurry.
Here, take this. Yeah.
Hey, hey, Louise.
Yeah, we're coming right out.
Tell-tell Louise and Marion
we're coming right out, okay?
Yeah, yeah. That's good.
-We'll be right out!
-[door opens, closes]
I know what you're
f*cking doing, all right?
And you promised me.
You f*cking promised!
[John]
Follow the f*cking rules, Mare.
No freaking strangers
in the house.
I got people coming over.
I got business to take care of.
Yeah, well,
maybe you wouldn't have
your business associates over
if you quit gambling, for once!
Gambling?
Gambling? Gambling?
This f*cking house, this entire
f*cking life, it's not me.
Do you understand that? I don't
feel normal around here.
The people in
my old f*cking neighborhood,
they knew what was what.
They knew who to respect
without asking you,
"What do you do for a living?"
f*ck!
If another jerk-off around here
asks me that same question,
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Do you understand that?
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Look at me. Open your eyes.
[whispers]
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Okay. I understand.
I-I don't care
what these people think either.
I just wanted Johnny
to have a nice day.
-I'm sorry.
-Don't worry.
[Johnny] Come on, we got to go.
Yeah, baby, I'm coming.
I'm coming.
[John] Yeah. Have fun, buddy.
Get out of here.
Have a ball.
You okay?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.
I just got papers served on me,
in front of my daughter no less.
Charlie's trying to get
full custody of Marion.
Saying I'm an unfit mother.
Lying. I mean lying.
They would never take a child
from the mother.
You... wouldn't believe
what he's saying.
And it's his word against mine.
And these judges eat it up.
They give him
chance after chance,
hearing after hearing.
New versions of stories
with new false witnesses.
It's a setup every time.
He's getting away with it.
Well, that's ridiculous.
He won't get away with it.
Men like Charlie
always get away with it, Mary.
He can.
They do whatever they want,
all of them.
And if they fall, we suffer.
Don't pretend
you don't know what it's like.
What what's like?
Don't, Mary.
Don't.
I see the bruises.
I hear the words.
-Louise.
-[Louise] Marion.
Come on, honey, let's go.
Come on. Let's walk.
[Johnny] Do you have any fours?
Go fish.
[intense music plays]
Do you have any queens?
Go fish.
[vehicle doors closing outside]
Do you have any aces?
Go fish. [chuckles]
Come on.
Do you have any queens?
Go fish.
I just gave away my queen.
[g*nsh*t outside]
Okay, quiet.
Just stay right here.
Stay right here.
Okay? Don't move.
Don't look. Go, go, go.
Go.
[Collins]
You think she knows everything?
That her husband was a scumbag?
Yeah.
That he robbed that bank?
We don't even know that.
-You okay?
-Why the f*ck would I be okay?
Okay.
Take your time.
I'll take the kids
back to the house.
Come on, Johnny.
[Sean] At a funeral? Really?
[Collins] Don't you want
to find out what happened here?
[Sean]
Isn't that your f*cking job?
f*ck you.
How'd you convince John to
let you in on those jobs, Sean?
Everyone knows
what a loser you are.
Uh, j-- uh, jobs?
I don't know, I don't know
what you're talking about.
John sold life insurance.
That's how he bought
his new house, right?
Sold a big policy, yeah?
[Sean] Are you still mad that
he f*cked Jenny Del Vecchio?
That still keeping you
up at night?
I mean, you've been after him
since high school. What?
Now he's dead,
you're still after him?
Where were you, Sean,
on the day of the robbery?
Shop says
you didn't come in to work.
I must've called in sick.
My girlfriend, probably.
-Oh, your girlfriend?
-Mm.
Who's your girlfriend?
She got a name?
-Bob? James?
-Oh, come on.
-What is this, high school?
-He was with me.
Hey, Mary.
I'm-I'm sorry for your loss.
You shouldn't
f*cking be here, Bill.
Y-You're saying
this c*cksucker was with you?
Yeah. He was with me.
I don't know where
my husband was that day.
-It's bullshit.
-You will testify
to that, Mary?
That I was f*cking
around on my husband
with one of his good friends?
Yeah, sure.
Come on.
[Sean] Have a lovely day.
Don't forget
to sign the registry.
[car doors closing]
You shouldn't have said that.
f*ck you, Sean.
Why the f*ck would you say that?
[Mary] Because. We're supposed
to have each other's backs,
right?
Treat each other like family?
Isn't that what
you guys always say?
Loyalty, right?
Well, you guys
are all I have now.
[sad music plays]
You f*ck!
You left me with nothing!
Nothing! Nothing!
f*ck! [sobs]
You selfish f*ck!
Got nothing!
Why?!
[screams]
[sobs] f*ck off!
[sobbing]
MAN: How much?
I'll do, uh, 200.
-200?
-Yeah.
You're f*cking high.
-That's a good deal.
-That sh*t ain't real.
sh*t ain't real?
What are you talking about?
How the f*ck am I gonna make
a fake phone?
You little sh*t. You--
f*ck!
-[siren wailing]
-Oh. f*cking sh*t.
What?
You're on f*cking parole.
What are you doing?
Look, I told you.
I was in that alley
minding my own business
when I saw that box.
I-I figured it-it fell off
the truck or something.
Fell off a truck?
I'm serious.
I was gonna bring it
back to the store, see.
Thought maybe, you know, they'd
give me a reward or something.
[Collins] Afternoon, Sean.
-[Sean] Afternoon.
-Pleasure, as always.
Hey, question for you.
It says here you were arrested
for stolen goods.
Uh, Gucci...
[mispronouncing]
Ba-Balenciaga...
-Prada.
-Mm-hmm.
You a fashionista, Sean?
[stammers, sighs] B-Bal--
H-How do you pronounce that?
Is that, uh...
What, is that French?
[Smith] I told you, this
is a waste of f*cking time.
Just cut him loose.
Cut him loose?
What about the phones, huh?
-They were brand-new.
-I said cut him f*cking loose.
-You guys want this?
-[door slams]
No?
[door opens]
-[Louise] Mary?
-Oh, hey.
Come in, Louise.
Any luck?
No, I'm-I'm either too old
or not qualified
for all of this sh*t.
I mean, waitressing barely
pays for my groceries
and the mortgage on this place.
You know, in every place
that I went into,
it's like they don't come out
and say you're too old,
but I know
that's what they're thinking.
I mean,
I see how they look at me.
[sobs]
You know, some mornings,
Louise, I...
I get up and I look
at myself in the mirror,
and I see
all the lines in my face,
and I just don't know
what I've been doing
with my life and...
You know what
the saddest part is?
Is that I don't know
who I am without John.
I gave that man...
...everything, okay?
I mean, I had to
if I wanted to survive.
[Mary crying]
Well...
sometimes I look in the mirror
and I think,
"Who the f*ck is that?"
And don't look down
at your iPad.
-[laughing]
-Just a warning.
You know what?
Let's go.
Go? Go where?
Let's go.
Grab your jacket. Come on.
-Right now?
-Right now.
Come on.
[Mary] Oh. Wait. No, no, no.
Is this AA?
Like, for battered women?
Mary, it's about
what comes next.
It's how we got there.
I'm just asking you:
sit and listen.
And I'm talking.
[woman] Working on our shame
is the key to recovery.
And the "Power and Control"
wheel is a big source of that.
It can be a big help to you.
We'll work on that next week.
Right now I would like
to invite Louise to the podium.
Ladies...
...when you were girls,
how many of you thought
success was
marrying a good guy
with a good job,
having three children,
creating a safe and loving home?
There's nothing wrong with that.
But how many of you found it?
How many of you
gave up your dreams
for a man who never cared about
your dreams and put his first?
This is the way
we were conditioned.
And it wasn't our fathers
that did it.
They didn't have to.
The system was already in place.
We have been catering to men,
and we have been
second-class citizens.
Look at the level of effort
that goes into
the way women look.
The products
and the companies rely on us
to believe in that system.
When you reach a certain age,
you become irrelevant,
invisible.
A man at 40 is a young man.
The fighter must show up.
Sometimes we think we're tough
and we should be able
to handle it.
We gained some strength
from our ability to take it.
Think of it in terms of your
daughter or your granddaughter.
Do you feel the same way?
We need this information,
all of it.
The emotional, the psychological
and the physical abuse
that runs rampant today, still.
Imagine we could raise
our sons and our daughters
with an understanding.
Oh my God,
I wish someone had told me.
What I'm trying to say is
let's look at all of this,
educate ourselves and heal
so we can move forward and
be the badasses that we are.
[Mary] Come on.
Sit right here. Sit right here.
So, a student assaults my son,
and then you suspend my son?
And-and the other kid,
uh, nothing.
As I said, boys will be boys.
And it takes two to tango.
But considering everything,
we have reasons to believe
Johnny started it.
We've made our decision,
and I'm sorry, it's final.
It's just a few days.
And I am sorry,
I have another meeting now.
We are being punished for what
you think of Johnny's father.
All the bullshit
that you read in the paper.
Dis-Discrimination, I would say.
Calm down, Mrs. Price.
It's all
in our student handbook.
Have you read it?
[sighs]
It's one thing after another.
Last time,
he slapped Lola on the bum.
It's cumulative at this point.
Okay. You know what?
Let's-let's just stick
with today, all right?
Because my son is out there,
possibly with a broken nose...
[Principal] The nurse
said it wasn't broken.
[Mary] Well, that is not
the point, Jayne.
The point is I got a good kid
who's being treated unfairly
at your school,
and now all of this is
gonna go on his record.
Shame on you, Jayne.
Where is it?
Where's your classroom?
Is this it?
Is he in there? Is he in there?
Please. No, stop.
You're gonna make things worse.
[door opens]
Excuse me.
Pardon the interruption.
But which one of these f*ck
hit my son?
Ma'am, I'm gonna
have to ask you to leave.
Oh. Still protecting
the bullies, are we?
Well, some things
never change, huh?
I'm calling security.
Listen, if this happens again,
I will be coming back here,
but all of this will go down
much differently.
All right? You understand me?
[Mary] Jayne...
Uh, Mrs. Parker said something
to me back there
that I've been meaning
to discuss with you again.
Do you remember
a few weeks ago when you...
smacked that girl's bum?
Mom, I already told you.
She wanted me to kiss her.
-Mom, please.
-And then what?
Well... Dad used to hit you
on the bum after he kissed you.
[sighs] Okay. First of all,
Johnny, your father
and I were married.
Okay? And regardless,
whether that girl
wanted you to kiss her or not,
it was not right for you
to put hands on her.
Or to touch her
in any way, okay?
You were wrong to do that.
In all honesty,
that is a demeaning gesture.
Okay?
That can be
our word for the day.
"Demeaning."
Now what? I'm not allowed
to hit a bully either?
No, no.
That was the right thing to do.
[door closes]
-[keys jangling]
-[footsteps approaching]
How the f*ck
did you get in here, Sean?
Back door was open.
No, it wasn't.
That is disgusting.
Mmm.
Breakfast of champions.
[Sean chuckles]
What the f*ck are you
doing here, Sean?
-I wanted to say hello.
-[Mary scoffs]
I feel like I should be helping
take care of you two.
He would've wanted it that way.
You?
You can barely take care
of yourself, Sean.
[clears throat]
I'm on parole.
Got a... no-show job.
Those no-shows are
hard to get with the...
What the f*ck
are you doing here, Sean?
I need John's g*n.
The .45.
[sighs]
I had to get rid of mine.
You don't want that kind of
thing around the house anyway.
What do you need it for?
This sh*t is all I know, Mary.
It's what I do.
And, uh, it's a business.
And I'm...
branching out on my own.
Robbing isn't a business, Sean.
Okay, I don't need
a lecture, Mare.
You gonna give me
the g*n or not?
You know, I'm doing this
for you and Johnny, too.
Mm.
I got a, I got
a really good, solid lead.
I mean, this...
this could be it for me.
Early retirement.
I could help you
take care of this house.
Maybe... buy a little bar.
You could manage it.
Are you f*cking high right now?
Because this is crazy talk.
Do you hear yourself?
Whole world's crazy, Mare.
Everybody's got to hustle
to survive.
Okay? Wake up.
Everybody steals.
Banks, the government.
They just set it up
so they're the good guys
and we're the bad guys,
so call me
a f*cking bad guy, then.
'Cause at least I'm honest...
about stealing.
I'd rather be me
than one of those
f*cking c*ck,
f*cking hypocrite f*ck.
Oh, you know what?
That's enough.
Wait, wait,
what are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
You got to do something.
You gonna g--
you gonna get another man?
'Cause, I mean...
[mumbles] I don't know.
That ship's sailing.
Okay, you know what?
Go f*ck yourself, Sean.
All right, you know what?
f*ck it.
You know where it is.
Go f*cking get it.
I already got it.
-Get the f*ck out of here.
-Okay.
[saleswoman] Mary?
You're Mary Price, aren't you?
Jacob's mom.
Johnny's school.
Oh. Yeah, sure, sure.
How-how are you?
Is there anything
I can help you with?
Oh, we have a sales rack
over here.
It's last season, but it's
still a little expensive, so...
Actually, I-I was
looking for a job.
No, no, we're not hiring.
Maybe try the thrift store.
-You're funny.
-[chuckles softly]
[screaming]
[sighs]
Take it easy.
You don't got to, like,
jump on my back about it.
It's a simple request t-to
just not put sh*t down there.
You want me get you a booster
seat while I'm down there?
It's not a big deal.
Why do you make it
such a big deal? Everything...
Mary.
Hey.
Could you order me
a whiskey, please?
Yeah.
-Donny.
-[Donny] Yeah?
Can I get a, can I get
a little whiskey for...
-for Mary?
-Yeah.
[drink pouring]
-Here you go, Mary.
-Thanks.
Thank you.
I need to borrow $2,500.
I don't have it, Mare.
If I had it, I'd give it to you.
I don't... I don't have it.
Times are-are tough
for me right now.
I thought you said
you were planning something,
like a big business deal.
Yeah, I am, but that sh*t
takes time, you know?
Well, how about a job?
[sighs]
Mary, Mary,
th-this place is, uh...
this-this place
gets rough at night.
You don't want to work here.
You don't want to deal with
those f*cking guys. Come on.
You're a mom.
A mom who needs a job.
You know he left us
with nothing.
Waitressing, bartending.
-Anything, Sean.
-[Sean] All right. Okay.
Wh-What about, what about,
uh, Bob's or Tanner's?
You think this is
the first place I checked?
Ask him.
Hey, Donny.
You got any, uh, bartender
shifts available for Mary?
[Donny] No. I'm sorry, darling.
It's a youngsters bar
at night anyway.
It's where the money is.
What, are you saying
I'm too old?
Interesting. How old are
you, Donny? What, like 60?
f*cking bullshit excuse.
And don't worry,
I'm not gonna say anything
about your little side hustles
you got going on here.
With all due respect, Mary,
I don't know
what you're referring to.
But when a woman becomes
a certain age,
an a*s grab is a federal crime.
Especially if it happens to you.
No woman should have to put up
with that sh*t.
But I hire the ones that do.
Wow.
Nice.
Real nice, Sean.
Mare. Mary, Mary, just wait.
-Wait, wait, wait. Just wait.
-[stammers] What the f*ck?
You're just gonna sit there?
You know, I'll lose my house.
All right, all right,
all right, all right.
Just-just-just...
Just wait.
Hold on. Okay?
Okay? Okay? Just-just...
-[Mary sobs]
-Um...
Look, we're gonna...
f*ck. Okay, okay. This-- Here.
Call this guy.
He's got a... insurance
business or something.
He's-he's well-connected.
Thank you, Sean.
[suspenseful music plays]
-Have a seat, Mary.
-[Mary] Thanks.
-Would you like a drink?
-Oh, no, no. I'm fine, thanks.
[glasses clinking]
[drink pouring]
I'm surprised
that, uh, we never met.
We make... oh, nearly
a million, you know, net.
Not gross. And, uh, I don't
know what, uh, Sean told you,
but this is not a no-show job.
Not a charity.
He told me
that you had an opening
for a sales position.
Yeah, uh...
Pays minimum plus commission.
But no sales, no job.
[clears throat] Is there another
position available?
[laughing]
Well, you can sit out there
and make ten bucks an hour.
Or, you know, we can...
...we can talk about
something else.
-You f*ck!
-Ow!
-f*cking Jesus Christ.
-Really?!
How dare you?
You send me over there?
Did you forget? I know you.
I f*cking know you.
You were my husband's lackey,
all right?
John brought you on,
this is how you repay me?
-Wow, Sean, wow.
-Hey, hey.
-Really?
-Hey, hey, man.
Keep it down, okay?
-Give me a f*cking drink!
-I'm sorry.
That was a nice hit, Mare.
Could you shut
the f*ck up, please?
[Mary] Cheers.
f*cking every time with her.
All right.
[sighs]
He really left you with nothing?
Oh, don't act
like you don't know.
I know you f*cking know.
This whole f*ck bar
probably knows!
All right. Okay. Mary.
We know that's where
the money went.
Gangland sh**ting?
-Yeah, right.
-All right. Come on.
Listen to me.
Don't do that, all right?
Yes, he liked to bet on those
horses every once in a while.
But I swear
on my f*cking mother,
I didn't know it got that bad.
You know I always
looked up to him.
Since I was little,
right up until the end.
That's how much
I f*cking hate myself.
That I looked up to him.
And he treated me like...
You know,
he treated me like sh*t.
Join the club.
We always wondered what a...
what a woman like you
was doing with a guy like him.
[laughing]
Well, you know,
he treated me like a queen.
At first.
Put me on a pedestal,
and I... I believed it.
I f*cking fell for it.
He used to buy me nice things.
Jewelry, clothes.
Like, sh*t I never had--
I never had
nice stuff like that.
I felt protected with him.
You know? He made me feel safe.
He wanted to be with me
all the time.
He...
said he wanted to get married
and have kids.
That's the dream, right?
And then it turned, you know?
He was...
He could be so nice, and then...
he would get mean.
He was a bad guy, Sean.
[sad music plays]
Jelly bean, jelly bean,
jelly bean, jelly bean.
It's this...
Bananas. Lot of bananas.
Right there.
Just look at this.
[Dave] Sean, we're down one man.
[Sean] Yeah, I know.
We'll get somebody else.
Who we gonna get?
You can't trust just anyone.
And anyone mention
to anyone else puts us at risk.
I need to know exactly
who do you go to.
Or I'm out.
I need to know beforehand
who you f*cking talk to.
-Yeah.
-Capisce?
[door opens]
[door closes]
-Hey.
-Hey, Donny.
-Can I get one of these?
-[chuckles]
-Mary, Mary.
-Long time no see.
-Hey.
-How's everything? Yeah?
Hey, fellas.
I want in.
In what?
Come on, Dave.
I need this.
Mary, this ain't, uh...
-Ain't what?
-It's not a...
I'm sick of the way everybody
in this f*cking town
looks at me.
I'm-I'm guilty anyway.
May as well earn
this reputation I've inherited
and make some money doing it.
I took just as much risk as John
and with none of the say.
[Dave] We need a driver.
[Sean]
Okay. Let's hit it, brother.
[Dave] One, two, three.
Go, go, go, go.
Hey, man, know what time it is?
Okay, don't move.
Just don't move. Go over there.
[Dave] Get in there,
c*cksucker. Get in there.
f*cking c*cksucker.
[Sean]
Nice and easy. This is easy.
Easy-peasy. Turn that hand back.
All right?
[panting]
[Sean] You're not gonna go
for it, all right?
[Dave] Come on! Clear!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
f*ck.
We're f*cking light.
f*ck.
What the f*ck are you doing? Go.
[Sean] Take it easy.
There's a cop. There's a cop.
[chuckles]
-It's not that much, but...
-[Dave sighs heavily]
When's the next job?
[saleswoman]
That would look great on you.
Do you have it in blue?
[Dave] I doubt it. Let's just
stick with armored cars.
-It's f*cking working.
-[Sean] You know, you didn't
do this sh*t when John
was doing the planning.
You ain't f*cking John, Sean.
[bag unzips]
No, no, no, no.
f*ck off. That's not-- No.
It's called,
it's called a deterrent.
[Sean] Everybody's doing great.
My friend and I,
we're gonna walk out of here.
You guys, just...
You over there,
keep those hands on your head.
Everybody, be cool.
We're walking out of here now.
We're done. We good back there?
[panting]
[Mary] What the f*ck?
Oh, f*ck. sh*t.
-[Dave] Time.
-[Sean] Okay.
-We're good?
-[Dave] Fine!
[Sean] Okay, we're out of here.
Listen, everybody--
Jesus Christ. m*therf*cker.
-Put your g*n down.
-Hey, m*therf*cker!
-Hey!
-Put your g*n down.
[Mary] f*ck!
[panting]
-Put that f*cking g*n down!
-Put your g*n down.
-You put it down.
-No.
-Put it down.
-I can't till you...
You can't what?
What are you doing?
You can't do what?
Put your f*cking g*n down!
-No, no. Ah!
-Jesus!
-I need backup. I need backup!
-Put your f*cking g*n down!
On your knees!
Get on your knees, m*therf*cker.
Give me your f*cking arm.
You all right?
Come on, get up. Come on.
Yeah, m*therf*cker,
that's right.
-That's right, motherf--
-[Dave groaning]
Come on.
Do you know what we just did?
Do you know what we just did?
Do you know what just happened?
What's the matter?
Yeah, pull over.
[mumbling, groaning]
You all right?
Come on, you're all right.
Yeah, thank God for these.
[Sean]
Pull over here. This is good.
Had to bring those f*cking
g*ns, Sean. I told you, no.
But you did. I got a kid.
-I'm done with you. I'm done.
-All right, you're out.
Can we talk about what
just happened for a second?
g*dd*mn! You're like that lady
with the machine g*n!
You were incredible!
-f*ck. Thank God for these.
-That was incredible.
I could not believe it.
You were out of this world.
You were, like, effervescent.
-You came in--
-Yeah, I could've been--
I mean, we couldn't have
planned that any better.
-It was like you're born.
-[Dave groaning]
Security footage shows
the whole thing
as it went down.
A dark-haired woman
wearing sunglasses
sprays the bank ceiling
with machine-g*n fire
in order to provide cover
for the g*ng's getaway.
Detective,
any leads on the woman?
[Collins] We cannot confirm
it was a woman.
Suspect wore dark sunglasses,
uh, possibly a wig
and didn't speak.
[newscaster] Woman or not,
she's being dubbed
Machine g*n Mary?
She's got ba*ls.
[laughing]
[Collins] See anything?
[Smith] It's hard to say.
Yeah.
Could be a woman?
No.
I'm not buying it.
That g*n is too heavy
for a woman.
...thee.
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit
of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour
of our death. Amen.
-Amen.
-Amen.
Okay.
-Mom?
-Hmm?
Are you gonna die like Dad?
God, no, no. Of course not.
Don't you worry about that.
I'm-I'm always gonna be here.
Okay?
Get some sleep.
So, who is this guy?
Uh, he's been around for years.
He's always kidding about
being a bank robber.
Only he wasn't kidding.
-And you-you trust him?
-Mm.
So you...
must be the famous
Machine g*n Mary.
Sexy.
-[Sean] Allegedly.
-So, why are we here?
I like that.
Woman who's all business.
[tense music plays]
So, uh, I guess if you carried
around a shotgun, what?
We'd have to call you
Shotgun Sally?
-Is that how that works?
-[Sean] Is there a TV
back here?
I'll tell you what, we pull off
this job, I'll give it to you.
-How's that?
-[Sean] No sh*t.
You're gonna give me this car?
No, just the TV, as*h*le.
So, what is this place?
[Eddie] It's an art gallery.
Wait, we're stealing paintings?
[Eddie] No, no. Not unless
you see something you like.
It's just a front.
There's ill*gal gambling
in the back.
There's a lot of cash to wash.
They do the pickup every
Tuesday, so we'll go in before.
Cash will all be in one place.
There's only one guard
at the back, one more inside.
That's it. Nice and simple.
And you know all this how?
He's my business partner.
[laughing]
What about the guards?
They're nothing,
couple of pussies.
No offense.
[Sean] Oh. Oh, oh.
Nah, don't worry about
the camera. It's just for show.
They don't want people
to know what goes on back there
any more than we do. [chuckles]
All right?
-You good?
-[Mary] Yeah.
[Eddie] You good?
[guard grunting]
Okay.
[Sean] What the f*ck, man?
I hear voices in there.
[Eddie] I told you,
it's a f*cking art gallery.
[Sean] You didn't say the sh*t
was f*cking open at night.
[Eddie chuckles] My bad.
It's the only way
to the money, Jack.
Ladies first.
Showtime.
[Sean] f*ck this sh*t.
-[lively chatter]
-[Eddie] Oh!
Hands up! Hands on your head!
Hands on your head!
Against the wall!
Against the wall,
you f*cking goof!
[Sean] f*ck. Put your hands up.
What are you smiling at?
[Eddie] You, Harry Potter.
Drop your f*cking wine glass!
f*cking thing!
[Sean] They're too f*cking
calm. What's going on?
[Eddie] Get against the wall!
Hands on your f*cking head,
you goof!
[Sean] What are you smiling at?
[Eddie] You think this is funny?
[Sean] Get your f*cking
hands up!
[Eddie] You think this is
performance art?
[Sean]
Put your f*cking hands up!
-Put 'em up!
-[Eddie] You, f*ck face!
-You believe me now?
-[Sean] Okay?
Yeah, keep 'em up.
[Eddie] Keep 'em up
and don't f*cking move.
[Sean]
Keep those f*cking hands up.
[Eddie] She's on the rag
and has a machine g*n.
Don't f*ck with her.
[Sean] f*cking hands up.
Don't move 'em.
Don't you f*cking move 'em.
f*cking hands up.
Put 'em up. Put 'em up.
-Don't f*cking move.
-[Elton] Charlotte,
go keep everyone calm...
while I...
discuss options
with these two gentlemen.
[Eddie] Your options are
you or rent-a-cop over here
fill the bag with cash.
[Sean] That's a lovely bow tie,
by the way.
Very fetching.
[Eddie chuckles]
Come on, faster.
We don't have all night, bubbie.
[Eddie] Good boy.
Let's go. Put it in the bag.
[Sean]
Get on your f*cking knees.
Put those f*cking hands
on your head.
[Eddie] Let's go!
[panting]
[Eddie] [laughs]
That was f*cking brilliant!
-[siren wailing]
-That was f*cking hilarious.
[Sean] What's
your f*cking problem?
Are you out of your
f*cking mind? What are you f--
[Eddie] You see the looks on
those f*cking art snobs' faces?
Hey, Mary,
why you driving so slow?
-You're like my grandma.
-She knows
what she's f*cking doing.
Don't worry about it.
I know what you're trying
to do in there,
-and it's f*cking sh*t.
-Okay, so I'll keep your cut,
then, okay?
-Yeah.
If you're out,
I will keep your cut.
We can split it
between me and Mary.
-All right, good.
-Mary, we got it.
-Fifty-fifty, babe.
-Good, take a shot at that.
[Eddie] Dude, life's short.
Lighten the f*ck up.
You need a f*cking Klonopin?
Take your ba*ls
out of your purse.
[Sean] You're a real f*cking
as*h*le. You know that?
You're a f*cking,
you're a f*cking idiot.
-[Eddie laughing]
-You're an as*h*le.
[Eddie] This is me.
[laughing]
Ah, f*ck.
That sh*t was fun, man.
Come on, Mary.
Where'd you find this guy?
Hey.
I'm no spectacle.
And you're lucky
I'm not on the rag.
Toodle-oo.
f*ck. Sean.
-[car door closes]
-Really?
[newsman] Police do believe
these are the same suspects
sought in connection
with the bank holdup.
Do you have any leads,
Detective?
Are there any suspects?
[detective] We're not taking
questions at this time.
-[cameras clicking]
-[reporters clamoring]
Do people really buy this sh*t?
That "sh*t" just sold
for $100,000.
Just to be clear...
no distinguishing
characteristics,
average weight, average build?
Well, it all happened so fast.
And I-I was just worried
about my clients
and, uh, my staff.
These people spend
a lot of money with us.
Well, if you, uh, if you think
of anything else,
-you, um, contact us.
-Oh, absolutely.
Good day, gentlemen.
Different M.O.
Bank job was all business.
Several witnesses said
they thought it was a show.
That they enjoyed themselves.
We may have a copycat.
Great.
Those? Those have been
down for months.
-[video game playing over TV]
-[door opens]
-We're here.
-Hey.
-Hi.
-Hello.
[Mary]
H-Hey, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I told you. No.
We're not doing this.
Louise, thank you so much.
I really apprec--
What's wrong?
You got a minute?
Yeah, yeah, sure. Come with me.
I ask him for child support,
the prick puts
his forearm against my neck
until I gasp for air.
No, he's too smart for that.
He doesn't leave a mark.
He knows the law.
He does the same sh*t to Marion.
Sick f*ck.
Wait, wait. He...
He does that to Marion?
Yes.
And no, nobody gives a sh*t.
They want to see broken bones.
This has been going on
forever and ever.
And you know he's doing the
same thing to his girlfriend?
I know he is.
And she's going to court
and lying for him.
I have to have
a f*cking video camera
strapped to my forehead 24-7
for anybody
to f*cking believe me.
It's his word against mine.
And hers.
[Mary] I'm so sorry.
-Hey, Johnny.
-[Johnny] Hey.
[sighs] Okay.
All right. I'll be back soon.
Okay, baby?
I love you.
I'll have him in bed by 9:30.
-Okay.
-Right?
Yeah.
Sean, baby.
Mary.
That's your cut.
80 G's and some change.
Count it if you want.
TV said between 200
and half a million.
You want to count it, count it.
Do I look like I need
to skim off my partners?
[Elton] You thought
you were getting it all?
-He set us up.
-[Elton] I confess.
I told Eddie
not to say anything.
Looks more real that way.
You were great, by the way.
This prick robbed his own place.
Okay, then. Okay, then.
[Elton] Let's just say
I have greedy customers,
and this way I get to make
some of my money back.
You make money. I make money.
Insurance will pay the rest.
Everyone's happy.
Except the insurance companies.
You speak.
Do you ever smile?
We're even.
[Eddie] Come on,
that sh*t was fun, right?
Nobody got hurt.
It was like a dress rehearsal.
See if we could trust
each other.
Oh, and you thought
lying was a great start?
I got a line on something else.
Something big.
Three-way split. No Elton.
Hmm?
You in?
We're in.
But... you pull any more
stunts like this,
and I will leave your a*s
at the scene.
I like this one.
Who's hungry?
[silverware tapping glass]
-Bonsoir, mon ami!
-Monsieur Eddie.
-Comment allez-vous?
-Trs bien, merci.
-It's so nice to see you again.
-Good to see you.
-Meet Mary.
-Mary, nice to meet you.
-Hello.
-Nice to see you.
[Eddie]
Francis. The one and only.
[Francis]
And something for you to enjoy.
[Eddie] Gorgeous.
-Bon apptit.
-Merci.
-[Mary] Thank you.
He's the f*cking best, this guy.
I've been coming here for years.
They love me here.
Have some of this.
-Mm.
-I'll have some olives.
I really do need the money,
by the way.
I'm not rich.
I spend like a wh*re on holiday.
Not that I'd know what a wh*re
on holiday spends, but...
I definitely do.
So, um...
-What are we doing here?
-I was hungry.
You really are
a beautiful woman.
Mm. [chuckling]
Well, I was. Maybe.
Is that really how you feel?
That your best years
are behind you?
Yeah. Aren't they?
Well, that's totally
up to you, isn't it?
It's never up to the woman.
I don't know. Don't you think
things have changed a lot
in the last few years?
-You think?
-Oh, yeah. Can't you tell?
"Me too" this, "me too" that.
Women are taking it all back.
Taking names.
I mean...
if tomorrow women went on
a total p*ssy strike,
the whole world
would grind to a halt.
-[laughing]
-So...
When women figure out
that kind of power,
men are finished.
Mm...
I don't know about that.
I think when we do
take over the world,
men are still gonna get a pass.
Just like they always do.
Since women know
what it's like to be
treated like cattle...
...I'm not sure
we're as ruthless.
Well, let's hope
you're in charge, then.
[chuckles]
We're a lot alike,
you and me, you know that?
No, Eddie, we're nothing alike.
This isn't fun for me.
I'm just doing this to survive.
I need to get enough for my kid
and then get out.
That's it.
But you strike me as the type
that never gets out.
Never has enough.
I enjoy myself.
-[laughs]
-I see that.
Mark, my man.
Thank you for waiting,
my brother.
One, two, three, four.
-Bam.
-Thank you, Eddie.
-Anytime.
-You're a gentleman
and a scholar.
See, I told you.
I need the money.
I can't seem to hang on to it.
Yeah, I see that.
-Well, this is me.
-That's you?
-So...
-Okay. All right.
-Thank you.
-Mary, it's been a pleasure.
-Thanks for dinner.
-Anytime.
-[vehicle door opens]
-That's it? No kiss? Nothing.
[vehicle door closes]
[elevator bell dings]
[intense music plays]
Oh. Mrs. Jones. Hey.
Yeah, come on in.
Yeah, I usually
don't see anyone this late,
but I like
the sound of your voice.
You like my voice, huh?
Get on your f*cking knees.
I said get on
your f*cking knees!
[stammering]
Wha... What do you...?
Open your mouth.
Wider.
Yeah.
You like that?
Does that taste good?
Do you like that, Charlie?
Oh, I think you do.
I think you like it a lot.
You terrorize women
and children, don't you?
Answer me!
Do you f*cking know
why I'm here?!
[chuckles]
You know exactly why I'm here.
Oh, Charlie, I think you do.
You see, I understand.
Because I have an ex.
And he thinks he owns me.
And he thinks
if he can't have me,
then he wants to destroy me.
Yeah.
And so now he takes it out
on our kid.
Makes up lies about me.
If I hear one more story
about you,
I'm gonna pay
another visit, Charlie.
Do you understand?
Do you f*cking understand?
Yeah.
[whimpers]
[breath trembling]
[exhales heavily]
[laughing]
[door opens]
-[door closes]
-[Louise] Mary?
-Yeah, I'm here.
Oh. What are we drinking to?
You're not going to believe it.
Charlie dropped everything.
Just like that.
What?
Yeah. It's almost creepy.
I wonder why
the sudden change of heart.
Hmm.
I have no idea.
I don't give a f*ck either.
[both chuckle]
[Sean]
First time is like a drug.
Feels so f*cking good.
Can't wait for the next one.
And then the next one
and the next one.
Until you can barely feel
the rush anymore.
You're not starting
to not feel the rush anymore,
are you, Mary?
'Cause that's
what gives you the edge.
Let's just see what he's got.
[laughter]
Oh.
No dessert?
-Uh, not today.
-Okay.
[softly] Check?
[sighs] Delicious.
[footsteps approaching]
Thank you.
No, no, no.
I got it. I got it. I got it.
Okay. Mm.
What shall we drink to?
To our independence.
Hmm.
Well, you certainly
turned things around.
Hmm.
[sighs] All right.
[money shuffling]
Let's get the hell out of here.
[Mary]
I-I don't understand this.
H-He was doing so great.
He was doing better, but lately
he's been falling behind.
You're enjoying this,
aren't you?
-Mrs. Price...
-Don't call me that.
And we know this has
nothing to do with Johnny.
This has everything to do
with his father.
You have no idea
what this is like for me.
They judge me
because of his father.
They judge me because
I'm a single mom.
I'm a single mom, Mrs....
Mary.
Oh, was your husband gunned
down in broad daylight, too?
Is he in the ground?
Is the whole f*cking town
whispering about you?
You women here are
all so f*cking righteous.
Maybe this isn't
the right school for Johnny.
-A private school, maybe.
-[scoffs]
My son has every right
to be at this school.
I understand. I really do.
I understand how hard it can be.
Especially on
a teacher's salary.
Got it.
I get it.
You know...
I have been meaning to
donate to the teachers' fund.
Very generous, Mary.
Thank you. It'll go a long way.
You know, I get it.
I really do.
I even respect it,
up to a point.
But...
if you ever use my son again...
...I'm coming for you.
Now, you have a nice day.
[footsteps departing]
[Smith] Where are you going?
[intense music plays]
[sighs]
Come on.
Hey. Can I get, uh,
two shots of whiskey?
-[sets down glass]
-Thank you.
[sportscast playing
quietly over TV]
Okay, here we go.
[drink pouring]
Here we go.
Yes, yes.
[gasps] There she goes.
Come on, Ta-Ta For Now.
Yes, yes, yes.
Come on, girl.
Yes, baby, that's right.
Come on.
There you go. Come on, now.
Go, go, go. Yes, yes, yes! Yes!
Yeah! [laughs]
Yes.
Ta-Ta For Now.
[laughing]
I won again.
Yeah.
I'm not much
of a betting kind of guy.
Oh, I'll bet you are.
I see you did all right.
Yeah, well,
I have a whole system.
You see, I look for the horse
with the smallest d*ck
and the longest odds.
Horse with a small d*ck
tries harder.
And it doesn't get in the way
of his stride.
I'm serious. It's true.
Just like men.
It's always the guys
with the smallest d*ck
that just won't quit.
Just like high school.
[Smith sighs]
Look.
You got dealt a sh*t hand, Mary.
I get what you're doing
and why you're doing it, and...
...and you're smart.
But sooner or later,
even the smart ones go down.
So, like they say,
you should quit
while you're ahead.
Oh.
And you would just
let me walk away?
No, I... I don't quit.
But you can.
[intense music plays]
-Salud.
-Salud.
[Eddie sighs]
So?
So?
Mary, look at
these f*cking people.
You know, they get dressed,
they come here, they eat,
barely look at each other,
don't talk.
Go home, f*ck.
Or not f*ck.
This is all bullshit.
You see, you and I, right?
We plan. We plan things.
These are idiots.
The sheep. Mediocrity.
Well, now you remind me
of my husband.
Only with better style.
[Eddie laughing]
So really, why-why are we here?
Is it the place down the street?
You're sitting in it.
A f*cking restaurant?
That guy, he owns all
the top restaurants in town.
This one's his flagship.
Keeps all the cash on-site.
Only makes one deposit a week.
It's a big f*cking deposit.
Like, how big are we talking?
He has his own private
armored transport company.
There's only two-two guards.
They'll never expect it.
And he won't report it.
-Bullshit.
-He can't.
Too many questions.
All of his cash-paying
clientele, high rollers hiding.
Anti-g*ng police would love
to be all over this place.
Frenchie. Delicious as usual.
-What?
-Some desserts
with my compliments.
-Oh.
-Oh, my goodness.
Merci beaucoup.
You're welcome.
Another business associate?
Yeah. Except this time,
he's not in on it.
I'm not hiding anything
this time.
Swear on my mother.
And why should we trust
a man who steals
from his own partner?
You shouldn't.
Shouldn't trust anyone.
That's one thing I've learned.
The only thing
you should ask yourself is:
Is it worth the risk?
Can I give you a ride home
this time?
-Maybe.
-Thank you, brother.
Have a good night.
Come on, let me give you a ride.
Come on.
Here you go.
[quiet chatter]
[door opens]
-[Sean] Hey.
-Hey.
I want you to know
that I heard you.
But I need this one.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[Mary] Really?
[Francis] I will find out who
you are, and I will k*ll you.
I will k*ll you, and then
I will k*ll your family!
[Sean] Hey, man, if you don't
shut the f*ck up,
I'm gonna bring Mary
and her machine g*n back.
-Mary?
-[imitates machine-g*n fire]
-Machine g*n Mary?
-Yeah.
Machine g*n Mary.
-Ah, it's an honor.
-Yeah. Yeah.
-Machine g*n Mary.
-Please come back for dinner.
-That's right.
-On the house.
And out of respect,
I will not k*ll you if
you bring back one of the bags.
[Mary] What the f*ck?
[Eddie]
You opened your f*cking mouth.
Now he knows who we all are.
All right?
[Mary] Well, you-you know him.
What the f*ck is going on?
[Eddie] Now I got to give him
a bag back,
because he'll have
all our f*cking necks, okay?
And it's coming
out of your cut, jackass.
Got any more
f*cking bright ideas?
Bright ideas?
That's two f*cking jobs now
with nobody coming after us.
No thanks to you, genius.
Go, Mary!
Hmm. Long night?
Oh, I'm s--
I'm so sorry, Louise.
You know what? Listen, just--
It's late. Stay the night.
I'll make up
the guest room, okay?
[laughs]
Mm, that explains a lot.
I guess some of them
like it kinky.
Like a fantasy thing
or something?
I'm sorry.
I don't mean to be nosy.
I just... I thought I saw
something fall. [chuckles]
No, no. I'm just, um...
You know what?
I'm-I'm gonna go
make up the guest room. Okay?
Mm, okay.
He had his vocab test.
Oh, and then they have
the history paper due.
-Mm-hmm.
-Did you finish
your history paper?
No? Not yet?
You better get on that.
Speaking of.
[calling out] Johnny!
Let's go, baby.
I don't know
where he is this morning.
-I don't know.
-I don't want you guys
to be late. I want to make sure
you get there on time today.
You don't look very hungry.
Shake a leg, Johnny! Let's go!
[Johnny laughing]
[Marion laughs]
[Johnny and Marion laughing]
Come on, Marion.
Let's go get ready for school.
-[chair scrapes]
-Louise.
-Go.
-Bye.
Louise. Louise, please.
We'll talk later, Mary.
[door closes]
[laughs]
Are you f*cking kidding me?
You're a bank robber?
Technically, only one bank.
And a few trucks.
And a restaurant.
-Oh, my God.
-I know.
It-it just kind of happened.
It just kind of happens when
you sleep with your boss, Mary.
Not when you rob a bank.
Oh, wow. That must have been...
-A rush?
-Yeah.
Yeah, it is, Louise.
It really is.
It's a huge rush.
[laughing]
You got to stop.
You have to.
Nobody gets away
with that clean.
You got to stop.
Hey.
Think about Johnny.
He already lost
his father, Mary.
Yeah, I know.
That's all I'm thinking about.
I am.
And I will.
Soon.
I really need you
on this one, Mary.
People see you with that g*n,
and they freeze up.
It f*ck with their heads.
The guards don't even know
what to do.
Nobody wants to sh**t a woman.
Before they know what hit 'em,
we're back in the van.
And this is a big score.
The biggest score.
How much is enough, Sean?
I-- You know what? I can't.
All right? I just-- I can't.
I got into this for Johnny,
and I have to get out of it
for him now.
You're right.
Right, right.
You're right. You're right.
I don't know
what I was thinking.
You're...
You got Johnny. It's, um...
You're right.
I know you're right.
You've got something.
You've got something special.
Mary, you got something real.
You know? [stammers]
Y-You... [sighs]
I have nobody.
You got me and Johnny, Sean.
[newsman] ...further analysis
of the security footage
at multiple crime scenes and
through psychological profile,
the police have determined
that in fact
the suspect known as
Machine g*n Mary
is a man and not a woman.
They always blame
the woman first.
And now we'll go
to our beautiful Kelly
-for our weather forecast.
-[phone ringing]
Kelly?
[newscast continues
indistinctly]
Den.
Hey. Yeah.
I'm watching.
I'm in.
[intense music plays]
[Eddie] f*ck you doing, dude?
[sighs]
Where the f*ck is she?
We got another stop to make.
She's coming.
What the f*ck's going on?
What's f*cking going on, bro?
What the f*ck is she doing?
Just relax. She's coming.
The f*ck you relax.
-She's coming.
-She ain't f*cking coming.
Yeah, go f*cking look for her.
Do something.
Jesus f*cking Christ.
[Eddie] Everybody,
down on the floor now!
-On the floor now!
-[woman screams]
Hands and phones
where I can see 'em!
Hands and phones!
Hands and phones!
Get 'em up! Get down!
Hands in the air!
Hands and phones in the air!
Don't be a hero and die
over this f*cking bank.
They don't give a f*ck
about you.
Everybody, be cool.
We all know where you live.
We have your addresses.
We got your telephone numbers.
We know how many
f*cking kids you have.
Keep your eyes down.
Keep your eyes down.
-[Eddie] Don't f*cking look at
me.
-[keypad beeping]
-Come on.
-Keep your eyes down.
Keep your eyes down.
Got me?
That's it.
Don't f*cking look at me.
It's been sheer chaos
in this normally peaceful
neighborhood,
where, a short while ago,
there was a report
of a silent alarm.
It's believed the Machine g*n
Mary g*ng is inside the bank.
-They know we're out here?
-I don't think so.
It was a silent alarm.
Hey.
Let's, uh, keep everybody
out of the way.
Set up a perimeter.
We don't want
a hostage situation.
-We'll take it from here.
-Okay.
So keep these, okay? So I'm--
Here, let me take this.
I'll take this, okay?
They've got nowhere to run.
-Okay. Are we good?
-Yeah.
Okay.
Everybody on my command, okay?
Stay steady.
[Eddie] Keep your f*cking eyes
down! Don't f*cking look at me!
Keep your eyes down,
your hands up!
Hands and phones!
Hands and ph--
The f*ck are you doing?
Get over here. Get on the floor.
I would never k*ll a woman,
but I will f*cking kneecap one.
So don't try any sh*t, sister.
All right?
The f*ck are you doing?
Everybody, be cool.
Sit. Stay right there.
That's right. You just
stay right where you are.
All right, time!
Time!
Time's up, m*therf*ckers!
We're going! We're out!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
-[Sean] Why aren't we moving?
-[Eddie] Shh!
Come out!
-You're surrounded.
-[Eddie] f*ck.
Silent alarm.
[sighs]
[Smith] Come on out.
[Eddie] f*ck it. Let's go.
[indistinct
police radio chatter]
Oh, f*ck.
f*ck. f*ck.
-[Eddie] I'll cover youse, all
right?
-Okay, okay.
[groaning]
Ah, f*ck!
[Eddie] Open the f*cking door!
[somber music plays]
Come out.
[Eddie] I am not going
to f*cking prison.
I am not going
to f*cking prison.
You're surrounded.
It's done.
Come on.
It's over.
[sobs] Oh, God, no.
[g*nshots]
[g*nsh*t]
[sn*per] Got her.
[music continues]
[quiet, indistinct chatter]
[sighs]
Friend of the family?
No, not really.
I'm just paying my respects.
'Cause I didn't see you
at Sean's funeral.
Yeah, that was
out of respect, too.
[Smith sighs]
Why would a family man
do something like that,
you suppose?
Maybe he thought
he had no other choice.
Maybe...
he decided
it was worth the risk.
Just like you.
But for more money.
Nah, there are
always choices, Mary.
[Mary scoffs]
You fooled us.
Mary. Mary.
You outsmarted all of us.
[softly] Nah.
Nothing smart about
the things I've done.
[tense music playing]
[music ends]
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