Hello, supernovas.
OK.
So it's time once again for Nova's happy thought.
Have you guys ever seen a cat's teeth?
Oh my God, they're like the tiniest little grains of teeth,
and they're so cute.
Like every time I see a cat's teeth, I literally want to cry.
Like, it's the cutest, sweetest.
Aww, it's so cute.
And then you have to think about, in nature cats,
were like literally designed to be m*rder machines.
They have these like tiny, what you would think useless teeth.
But clearly, it's been working out for them.
So yeah, that's my happy thought of the day.
And if you have any happy thoughts you want to share,
add them to the comments section.
I'd love to hear them.
Bye, guys.
Is this thing on?
Yes, it is.
OK.
How do you start movies?
Hello, my name is Hollis.
So I don't really get a great opportunity
to talk to a lot of folks too often,
other than my aunt and uncle and--
I mean, I can be hit and miss.
How many f*cking months have I been biting my tongue?
Look at where you--
it's my backyard.
That's my tent.
Those are my cookies.
What the f*ck?
My Uncle Luke is great.
I love him to bits.
I mean, he gave me this camera.
That being said, my aunt Liz.
You're a f*cking parasite.
Stop, please.
No.
I've held my tongue for like how long have you been here now?
This is untenable.
A little bit of a bitch.
You ruined my f*cking life.
I used to have a certain quality of life.
By living in a tent in your backyard?
How does that ruin your life?
How?
I don't make noise.
I don't even--
I don't even eat your food, OK?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I see that you bought new crackers.
That's not-- that's not ours.
I'll even be British for a second.
I'll use the C word.
She's a c**t, yeah.
Just not a very nice lady at all, and rides my ass.
Liz, I just want to get to my tent, please, OK?
What happens if I take the nails--
Don't come any closer!
Oh wow, you really f*cking are nuts.
You know that?
And I mean, I literally I live in a tent in a f*cking
backyard.
How much more courteous of a tenant
could you be than not even living in the f*cking house?
And then the only other person I really get talked to very often
is my girlfriend, Nova.
She's long distance.
And we haven't-- we haven't actually met yet,
but we will be meeting at some point in the near future,
I think.
We have so much in common.
We we can literally talk for hours about anything.
And just-- she likes to humor me and just the dumb things
that I enjoy or like I like to do, you know.
She's watching Lord of the Rings.
We're watching Lord of the Rings together right now.
And she's a huge Lord of the Rings fan.
And like we're able to-- oh my God, she does--
I don't want to call it the--
I don't want to call it a good Gollum,
but it's an interesting Gollum, and yeah.
No, she's just great.
I wanted to say that I noticed on my last post
that a lot of you were liking and commenting.
This, I suppose, is the introductory to the movie
that I'm going to attempt to make about me.
And let me show you what I mean.
So picking up my lovely little camera here that
my fantastic uncle gave me.
Tell me.
Sorry, tell me again, how much did this cost?
Uh, deferred for 4 grand,
Yeah.
Look at this.
Do you see this nice little oven here?
We can only use the f*cking stovetop.
Yeah.
My money guy is on vacation.
How old is this television?
Tell us.
Tell us.
When I got in it, it looked like it was brand new.
So why did you just spend 4 f*cking thousand on this?
This!
What is the point?
Why?
My nephew's here.
I want to treat him special.
He's--
Right.
Right.
And your wife?
Nope, nope, nope.
Look in the camera and answer this question.
How much money have you spent on??
I even have this very white collar, white picket fence
going on, which is just lovely.
Oh, here comes my uncle right now.
Actually, hey, would you be able to call me Hollis
when I have the camera going just because for my little--
I'm making a movie and I want to make sure that I'm
Hollis on camera not.
Well, sure.
Good morning, Hollis.
Just be careful of the line.
Oh.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Just make sure not to--
I forgot about that.
Yeah.
No, I did bring you something from the back 40,
a little of our nature's bounty.
No way!
Oh my God!
This is going to make my day so much better.
Thank you.
A little worried about you.
You maybe need to calm down a little bit.
I'm fine.
Why would you be worried?
I'm doing great back here.
OK.
Well, I trust your judgment.
I just worried about the outburst.
Snag this from Uncle Luke's bathroom.
"Let love bloom."
f*ck!
Well, I mean, there's a lot to kind
of process with living in a backyard in a tent,
and the fact that Aunt Liz is--
it's a great tent.
It's high quality Kevlar, or whatever the hell.
What kind of bullshit, cushy, fake existence outside
of the real f*cking world do you have to think, oh,
everything is fine.
I'm going to hang this stupid little f*cking
board that makes everything OK on my f*cking door!
I guess the thing that really f*cking drives me up the wall
is why Aunt Liz has to be such a bitch.
It's bullshit!
f*cking sh*t!
No.
Literally.
I don't do a f*cking thing, and she
thinks that she can come out here and just give me
a f*cking earful for no reason.
And it's just-- it's ridiculously disrespectful,
and I'm quite frankly getting fed up with it.
OK.
I can deal with her.
Just it's the outbursts and the neuroses.
I love you, and I want the best for you.
I want you to be well.
I want you to be good.
I want you to be happy, free, joyous.
But until this kind of moves aside with this big project
you got going here, you're kind of stuck, unfortunately.
I'm dealing with some stuff at the moment.
I don't know when or how it's going to resolve, but I just--
I just need some time and some space
is the biggest thing, and just understanding.
And you're in God's country.
You got lots of space.
Just mind it, OK?
Be mindful, that's all.
I will.
I will.
OK.
Thank you, Uncle.
I appreciate the goodies.
Namaste.
Thank God for Uncle Luke.
Because if it was not for him, I would probably have f*cking--
I just don't know what I would do.
I seriously don't.
What is that?
Hey!
Becky, get out of the way!
You don't care if I'm filming, do you?
How could somebody be good when they're living
in a tent in the backyard?
I talk to a girl.
I talk to her online.
Really?
Who?
What's her name?
Her name is Nova, and we watch Lord of the Rings together.
And it's great.
I'm not lonely.
An online relationship isn't a real relationship.
It is a real relationship!
No, it's not.
You should look for someone who's right in front of you.
There would be complications to that.
And I don't want to get into it, but I can't.
Can't we just get into it?
Becky, please.
Just space.
There are a lot of things that you don't know about me.
And you think you do, but you don't, Becky.
Then let me get to know you.
It's not your choice to make.
Becky, please.
Please.
It is my choice.
The best way to put it is, it's not me that I'm worried about.
It's other people.
God!
everyone is not going to hurt you,
and you're not going to hurt--
I'm not worried about being hurt.
I'm worried about others, OK?
That is my main concern because there are things
right now that I am dealing with that I
don't know how to deal with.
You can trust people.
You can trust me.
Not everybody is going to leave you.
But.
Oh, it's not focusing.
Well, I have not great news.
Basically, I just got a text from Nova
saying that she doesn't want to talk to me anymore.
And as far as kicks in the d*ck go, that
is about the biggest f*cking kick in the d*ck
you could receive.
I don't know, I guess--
I guess now is probably a good time to actually just explain
what the f*ck is happening and what's going on
and why the hell I'm in this situation in the first place.
So basically, it started, I don't even know,
it's been a while now at this point.
My last girlfriend, we were--
we were having sex, and all of a sudden she was gone with--
literally dead with no warning.
And it was just--
that's where it started.
And that wasn't even the worst of it.
From there, I was with my best friend one day and he was--
we were literally walking across the street.
I ran a little bit ahead of him because the crosswalk f*cking
changed.
And as soon as I got off the street,
he got smoked by a f*cking car.
And I mean, at that point, I wasn't--
I didn't-- again, I didn't know what to think,
but I was wondering, how does this f*cking happen to one
person?
How in the span of a few weeks do I see two people
that I f*cking love die?
And then after that, I wandered into a shop
to get-- literally a corner store
to get a Gatorade, days later at this point, not even weeks,
days.
I purchased the Gatorade and I leave.
Not even a f*cking minute later, someone
enters the store with a shotgun and blows
the shopkeeper's f*cking brains out.
It's not a coincidence.
It literally can't be.
And what I've realized is--
and I've been figuring out in this book here that I have.
Basically, the reason all these people are dying
is because they enter a certain physical proximity of me.
And it started off small.
It started literally inches, and I believe it's expanding.
Because my friend, we were about a meter away.
The shopkeeper, we were 2 meters away.
So what I'm really f*cking worried
about at this point is where does this stop?
At what point?
Like, what happens if this radius literally
takes over the f*cking Earth?
Am I going to be the last person alive?
Like, I just--
I don't want to hurt anyone.
And I don't know what to do at this point.
So I just--
I'm alone and-- and there is literally
nothing I want more at this point than
to just be able to f*cking hug someone
or hold someone's hand, or just anything, any closeness
emotionally.
I just-- I'm completely f*cking isolated.
And I am really starting to get sick of it, we will say.
Yeah, I don't know.
I'm going to cut this here.
What is that?
f*ck.
What?
There's f*cking weed here, assh*le.
I smoked it all.
You smoked-- he f*cking smoked it all.
Please.
I don't f*cking think so.
Please.
I'm not wearing this piece of sh*t.
Keep the f*cking mask on.
I'm not wearing the f*cking piece of sh*t.
He's gonna f*cking know who we are.
No, he's not.
Not when I'm done with him.
Look it, look it, look it, look it right here.
No.
Look it.
Where is it?
I don't have anymore.
Well, I'm f*cking calling the sh*ts here.
Just one little ribbon.
Just right across.
Right across.
Put the f*cking mask on.
f*ck you!
I'll do what I want.
I'm f*cking taking over, bitch!
f*ck off!
This isn't what we f*cking came for--
Listen.
--you m*therf*cker.
f*cking don't move, you little bitch.
I've had just about a f*cking enough of you?
Which f*cking side are you?
I'm f*cking filming!
Which f*cking side are you on?
I'm f*cking filming.
Get up!
What the bloody hell is going on around here?
You!
I came here for one thing.
All you had to do was give it to me.
Get the f*ck back!
Now!
Please, no one else has to get hurt.
Just please put down the Kn*fe, OK?
Please, don't hurt my uncle.
He's f*cking getting it.
He's f*cking getting it.
Don't hurt my uncle.
Please, please don't hurt my uncle.
f*ck you!
OK, this might be a slightly premature end to the movie.
Everything I touch is hurt or dies or goes away,
and I've had f*cking enough, and I just want out.
So, I've concocted this delicious little beverage here.
Hey, Hollis.
Becky, I can't do this right now, OK?
I need to be alone.
I've concocted this lovely little beverage, which
is going to do, I would say, the world a pretty big favor
and take me out of it.
I'm really sorry, Aunt Liz, about Uncle Luke.
I watched him die.
So that wasn't great, and I'm just done with all of this.
There are experiences I wish I could have had.
There are things I wish I could have done.
But life is cruel is what I found out,
and it has no f*cking rhyme or rhythm,
and everything goes to sh*t.
And I just want to be--
I just want to be free.
I guess the last question is, do I wanna do it on camera
or do I want to turn it off first?
All right, yo.
What's up?
This is my boy's crib.
I'm going to see what he's up to.
We're going to hang out, chill for a little bit,
and go f*ck around, right?
Fucker's always doing nonsense sh*t,
or he's doing nothing, lazy piece of sh*t.
So we're gonna put him to work.
What's good?
What's up, man?
What the f*ck is this?
Don't worry about it, man.
It's how we make it.
This is my business.
let's go.
It's good.
Come on in.
Let's go.
Hi.
f*cking, all right.
My business downstairs.
Just be respectful.
Don't be a d*ck.
Sure.
Sure.
Shut up.
He's here.
Oh.
What's up?
Hey, nice to see you and you.
What the f*ck is he doing?
I don't know.
This is my boy's crib.
Not how I would have styled it, but it is what it is.
Your friends make their own choices, f*cking--
At least I have my own f*cking place.
Yeah, whatever.
Yeah, f*ck you.
Will you turn it the f*ck off?
No.
Come on.
It's my bedroom.
No, it's fine, man.
Sweetheart?
Yeah.
Can you take a 15, because the adults--
No, leave it on.
Look, I can cut out what we don't need later.
But we leave it on just in case something cool comes up,
we use it.
I'm in bed.
What's cool about it?
Let's keep it on.
We need to talk about something.
Shut up!
Yeah, it's fine.
I'll f*cking cut out whatever.
What's up?
What's new?
OK, so you know that girl I've been dating?
So, do you want anything to drink?
Oh, sure.
Whatever you're having.
Yeah, that's good.
Cool.
Vodka coming up.
All right, thanks.
Do you like Lord of the Rings?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I like all of it.
Who's your favorite character?
The midget.
He's a dwarf.
His name is Gimli.
No, no, no, no, not him.
There's other ones.
Oh, the hobbit?
Hobbits.
I love the hobbit.
So, as you know, I work at a bank, or you don't.
I don't really care.
This girl hasn't had anything on her bank account.
I see her never having money, suddenly she has a ton.
Never touches it.
And that's-- it's a lot of f*cking money.
Split three ways, like shut your f*cking mouth about this,
but like that's a lot of f*cking money.
But she's something like--
what is that?
Like an Instagram like--
Social media person.
OK.
But I've been really getting into the idea of dichotomy
and polarity and like there are these things that
are opposites.
But like when do they become opposite?
Like, when does hot become cold?
When does love become hate?
So she's all like yoga, Starbucks,
like poshy, aligning-the-chakras type sh*t.
Guess what we find out?
She's a f*cking cutter.
Yeah.
We have a little footage, but maybe over here set up
some cameras and stuff.
I f*cking do put a bunch.
Bro, she got problems.
You and I have done some f*cked up sh*t, right?
Sure.
We've done some sh*t.
The hobos fight for cr*ck.
She has that big following.
Bro, she has like 500,000 followers, right?
We blackmail her with the footage.
No, not mine.
I don't want to hang up my own artwork.
You always post yourself on.
If you're proud to post yourself,
why not f*cking hang some of your own paintings?
I think there's like this weird, like narcissistic thing
about doing that.
But don't you record yourself a lot?
And you got to admit--
That's for like other people.
It's not for me.
I don't-- I don't sit on my page all day.
I don't live there.
Are you sure?
Just-- just--
She has young girls following her.
She has moms following her, whatever.
She has-- she puts out this good person energy,
but she clearly has problems.
She's a f*cking dumb bitch.
I was just trying to think of a happy thought for the day.
So I thought I'd come up here and I'm actually
going to call all of you out, and I
want you to comment what your happy thoughts are
and I'll make that my happy thought.
I don't f*cking know, man.
That sounds weird.
That sounds f*cking--
How is this any different from anything else
you and I have Done?
I don't know, man.
We've robbed f*cking ice cream trucks
and f*cking resold it to five-year-old kids.
What's the difference of filming someone cutting themselves?
We're not gonna-- we're not gonna get her to k*ll herself.
A couple of slices here and there, boom!
f*cking-- one cut, $1,000.
All right, look, let me see that video, man.
I don't f*cking know.
Let me--
Like fast forward it like a minute.
I don't enjoy it.
I don't even like being with her.
I'm doing it for the money.
And that's just a little bit of footage.
I told you.
I'm so proud of you.
Thank you.
You look so good.
Thanks babe.
I don't know, man.
This you have-- this is the one thing you have problems with?
The one time we filmed the f*cking hobos fighting.
This is different, bro.
This is a f*cking--
We filmed hobos fighting over cr*ck.
It's some mentally deranged chick.
She's f*cking her self up.
Like--
Oh, but filming hobos fighting over cr*ck's not a problem.
People dig up all these old f*cking tweets
from 12 years ago.
It's the same thing.
Some dog sh*t, man.
I don't f*cking know.
I don't think-- it's going to-- it could end up bad for us,
and it might not go anywhere.
Like this doesn't seem--
I'm telling you, it's going to go somewhere.
Oh, you don't want to hurt her feelings?
The f*ck do you know?
Disappoint her followers?
f*ck do I know?
Do you know me?
Do you know me?
I've seen you like f*cking--
Ace, hang on.
I've see you f*cking twice now.
Excuse me!
Hi, the adults are speaking right now.
I have two children.
My children and I, yeah, we need a f*cking future.
How are we going to get there?
By f*cking money.
Just clean the f*cking house.
f*cking live like a rat.
Jesus Christ.
Let's go.
Why don't you do it for me?
I'll show you the rest of the place.
I'll pay you.
Don't f*cking come back.
Hey, my Supernovas.
OK.
So, I just want to have a real moment with everyone.
Today, usually I keep things really light, really positive.
And today I'm having a really bad day.
Today was one of those days where like everything that
could go wrong has gone wrong.
What got me through the day was going to my art studio,
working on my projects, like being in my headspace
with my craft.
And now that I'm coming home, like, yes,
I'm still frustrated about these other things
that I don't have any control over, but I dealt with it.
Thanks for listening.
Bye, guys.
I just texted Nova because I've had enough of this sh*t.
I am f*cking tired of everything.
I have nothing left.
I have not a person in this f*cking house.
Not a f*cking thing to live for at this point.
So you know what?
You know what we're going to do?
f*ck it!
I'm going to go.
I'm going to see my f*cking girlfriend.
And I could give less of a sh*t.
I've had to deal with this crap long enough now that I'm
going to make my f*cking movie.
People are going to understand exactly what the f*ck it
is like dealing with this sh*t.
You want to know what it's like to be close to me?
I'll f*cking show you, because this camera is not turning off
again.
OK.
So I just got out of Bradberry.
Just sort of tootling along on the side
of the road at the moment.
Probably going to be a bit of a long walk.
But hey, not like I have anywhere else
to f*cking be at the moment.
As much as possible, I'm going to try to go through the woods.
Preferably, avoid causing a nine car pile up or anything
like that of dead bodies.
But yeah, going to see Nova.
Hopefully I don't get eaten by a bear before I get there.
All right.
Well, here I am in the woods now.
Woo-hoo.
One thing I will say about the woods
is that, I don't know, it feels like I'm
in Lord of the Rings or something right
now walking around in here, like I'm in Mirkwood or something.
I'm sure a lot of people can relate if you're watching this,
but like wouldn't it be nice if you could just live
in the movies that you love?
There's nothing I want more than just
to have my own f*cking Shire at this point.
You know, Frodo and Sam, they have something, a place
they can go back to.
Like a place that they can--
a home, a sense of f*cking belonging
of just being somewhere.
And Frodo, Frodo has the ring.
Frodo gets to go on a f*cking adventure.
And he has a purpose.
And he feels like he has a direction.
What the heck does that feel like?
I wish I was Frodo sometimes.
Not to mention, having really furry feet would be fun.
I'd save a lot of money on shoes, which would be great.
But I don't know, it's very serene at the very least.
Peace and quiet from the normal madness of life.
Yeah.
Well, that's what I got for right now.
Hey, excuse me.
Sorry to bother you guys.
I was just wondering which direction south is.
You actually-- you actually just came from south.
It's just going back that way.
Back that way?
Oh, thank you so much.
Really appreciate it.
This is just crazy.
They're all going to go wet.
Like, isn't it like so useless of putting these here.
Oh my God.
So, being alone in the woods and having basically no one
to talk to but myself, that leads
to a lot of self-reflection.
And trying to think back on--
reminisce on my childhood.
And then-- it's weird when you realize
you didn't actually have one.
Let me go.
Stop it!
Oh my God.
Being a foster kid is f*cked.
Let's say one family loves hockey.
Great!
Trying to learn how to f*cking love hockey.
And then within a few months, you're
in a different family that doesn't
give two shits about hockey.
Like I can hear, over here, there's
a f*cking highway of people, tons of people, hundreds,
thousands even, going about their day.
And I feel as though if I were to reach out and try to even
have a conversation with one of them, I couldn't.
Yeah.
I don't know.
I'm just-- I think I'm finding who the f*ck
I am right now by doing this.
And I guess it feels good to have some sort of direction
finally, some sort of purpose.
We're having a fight and it's getting pretty heated.
And believe it or not, she picked up the cat,
threw the f*cking cat at me.
And then when I b*at the sh*t out of my brother,
I remember one time, I ran up the f*cking stairs
because I was so f*cking scared.
She threw the slipper through the f*cking banister,
like f*cking, bro.
She was like Steven Seagal with that sh*t
and hit me in the face.
And like I splatter against the wall and I got sh*t.
Dramatic since day one.
So you know if this stuff doesn't work out,
maybe I'll go to theater, Shakespeare, Macbeth.
No one's going to f*cking watch you.
See?
You just don't-- you want to sort the rocks?
You want to sort-- how many?
Maybe you've got hair.
Yeah, I know.
Tiny d*ck, tiny nose.
That's how it goes.
You remember the time we made the hobos fighting with cr*ck?
No, man.
I'll always, with this one, why you
got to leave the f*cking hobos alone?
Why are you-- why are you so aggressive, man?
I don't need commentary.
That's it.
We got-- I'm telling you, we got enough footage.
We've never had a problem, dude.
Just think about it, man.
It just seems--
Seems what?
This is her-- this was her plan, right?
She came to you with this?
Yeah.
Right?
You know I've been seeing her for a couple of weeks?
I know.
That's not what I meant.
I'm saying, she came to you with this.
She drew this.
Maybe it's all about getting the money for her.
Maybe she's going to f*ck us over hard.
You go like this.
Eww.
Yeah, you're supposed to do three separate lines.
What are you doing with one line?
I'm still crushing it, dude.
Relax.
But the thing is, like, I have-- she's depending on me now.
But then I f*cking lied to you, man.
Meeting Nova, she's--
I know she's starting to like me, and I feel bad.
I don't give a f*ck about her, but there's a part of me
that actually f*cking feels bad.
I'm taking the--
I don't--
Girl's got problems.
Girl's got big problems.
Even this f*cking one has problems.
You know how f*cking attached me to she is?
Every f*cking day I've seen her for f*cking a month, man.
But that's-- that's what I'm trying to say, man.
This is some heavy f*cking sh*t.
It doesn't matter how much money we can make out of it.
There's big ass consequences if we f*ck up.
Bro, I'm telling you, she showed me her bank statements.
She showed me Nova's bank statements.
I've seen the money.
For what?
For what?
She has no-- she has no skill.
She has no f*cking talent.
What, she posted online, Oh God, guys here.
Look, I'm f*cking drinking from this little Earth-saving cup.
f*ck off!
Save the turtles!
Suck my d*ck!
You think I'm going to f*cking marry this girl?
I'd rather marry you first than f*cking marry some random hoe.
Yeah, I f*cking hope so.
You understand?
We get the money, she gets her cut, we get our cut.
We f*ck off.
And you know what--
Feels like something's going to bite us in the ass.
Have we not done worse things, though?
But we're trying to get away from that.
I see.
I'm telling you, one last time--
can you get this f*cking camera out of my face?
Chill.
We won't be doing f*cking dr*gs on my night end table.
You know?
Yeah.
I'm not even going to lie to you.
I don't like f*cking doing dr*gs anymore.
I'm over it.
Take all that fun, and she's done.
Just f*cking be careful, man.
I'll see you later.
I'll see you later, all right?
That's a bad f*cking idea, having
your f*cking doll follow you around every five f*cking
seconds.
This is a clean way to get to it, to make it, get us away
from all that sh*t.
What is this?
What are you vlogging?
Bro, I'm going to get big off this.
Half the stuff you have to cut out anyways.
Yes.
But the stuff I don't, that's what's going to make us.
There's dr*gs right here.
I cut this out, obviously.
So what the f*ck is she filming?
I told you, there's moments, man.
Every moment matters.
All it takes is a second of something,
there's your thumbnail, there's your f*cking--
this, there's that.
You use it.
Content.
OK.
Well, this is the last time I wander around
without a compass, I guess.
Hey guys, I got a little backed up--
Son of a bitch.
I look like a wet dog.
I smell like a wet dog.
I feel like a wet dog.
Anyway, at least I don't need a shower now,
so that's always a plus.
I'm sitting on this great little log.
I mean, sofa of the woods, I suppose.
Because they're just so comfortable.
Help me.
I can't.
Emma!
Help me, please!
I can't.
I'm sorry.
Is that a person down there?
What the hell?
What the f*ck is she doing?
What is she holding?
Does she have like a fish or something?
Are you OK down there?
OK.
Hello, are you all right?
Is everything-- f*ck, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
God damn it.
What the hell?
What is this?
Gross!
What the f*ck?
This keeps f*cking happening, and I
don't know what the f*ck to do.
Everyone, every f*cking person.
Come on.
g*dd*mn it!
I can't breathe.
I can't breathe.
I can't breathe.
f*ck!
Son of a f*cking--
is that thing on?
Yeah.
Right.
So today, we're going to go see what
it's like to live the life of a f*cking whore.
Come with me.
Hey, hey!
What's going on, party people?
f*cking move!
What are you doing?
f*ck.
Eh?
Oh, what?
Are we a little sleepy?
Did I just wake you up from your nap?
f*cking-- who the f*ck am I?
I'll tell you.
You're wonder who I am?
I am this lovely lady's boyfriend,
or so I f*cking thought!
You need to-- you need to back up.
But I guess not.
You need to take a step back.
I need to take a step back?
Yes.
You need to take a step back from my girlfriend's ass,
that's what I'd like you to take a step back from, actually,
if you don't mind.
I just need to explain some things.
I just need to explain some things.
You need explain things?
Yes.
Yeah?
Well, I need to f*cking take a second to just f*cking--
You!
I f*cking told you everything.
Told you everything.
I opened up to you and you f*cking come over here
and you do this?
You promise me you're going to be f*cking different, huh?
Oh come on, what?
Nothing?
Nothing at all?
Hello?
Hey, you!
Yeah, remember?
Remember me, your lovely boyfriend?
The guy you promised you'd never leave?
Yeah, no.
That's what I f*cking thought, just like all the g*dd*mn rest.
f*cking come on.
Hey, hey, hey.
Listen.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's not what it looks like.
You need to let me explain.
Oh God!
You need to let me explain.
Let you explain?
Yes.
I need you f*cking dead.
What did you do, you f*cking freak?
I didn't do anything.
You need to believe me.
You brought it in the f*cking..
I knew I was going to need to bring this bad boy along.
How about you just stand-- go f*cking stand still.
Don't f*cking move.
I'm not done.
I'm not moving.
I'm not moving.
I'm not moving.
My hands are in the air.
Wonderful.
If you would let me talk for a second I can tell you.
I actually have the perfect place we can go to talk.
f*cking walk, you f*cking sicko.
You f*cking disgust me.
You don't know.
No?
No?
All right, I have some friends I'd like you to meet.
Actually, If you don't mind.
Hop on the f*cking phone right now.
You don't f*cking understand.
I don't understand?
Listen to what?
See some f*cking psycho in the woods?
Psycho?
Yeah.
My girlfriend back there?
She's f*cking dead buddy.
That was you.
I told you I didn't do it.
Oh, he told me he didn't do it.
Hear that everybody?
Red
Our good friend here says he didn't do it.
Yeah?
So who did it then?
Do you think you're above the law?
What are you-- what are you talking about?
There is a man and a rope.
This isn't justice, OK?
We're all in this--
Are you the police?
You are delusional.
Red!
What?
What?
What do you mean?
You know her.
You know her.
You know her.
I don't want you going through something like that.
She was one of my best friends.
Listen.
Everyone, shut the f*ck up!
Maybe rip your guts out first.
That sounds pretty good, actually.
I didn't f*cking touch her.
Did you see her f*cking face?
I saw her face.
No, I am nothing--
You think these people-- these people, they want you to live?
Who made you any better?
Look at him.
Look at his f*cking face.
But how do you know he did something?
But how do you know he did something?
Did you see?
You want to go f*cking see the body?
I saw her corpse!
That's my girlfriend.
You didn't see him do it.
You have to find out before you do anything f*cking crazy.
All right.
Well, let's find out.
Let's find out.
Explain what happened.
What happened?
Anyone that comes within a certain proximity of me
dies, and I can't explain it.
And I don't know why.
Oh, f*ck.
That's some bullshit!
Bullshit!
He just told us he's a f*cking serial k*ller.
Did you hear him?
Everybody dies.
Why shouldn't you die?
You guys are all part of this, OK?
I'm going to go call the cops, and I'm leaving.
I'm good.
I didn't do it!
We're all in this together.
Don't you not do it.
But guess what, it's just me and you.
It's just me, him, and you, our lovely little trio.
And here's what's going to happen.
I'm going to f*cking hang you.
I got to get something.
Go finish the job.
OK.
OK.
OK.
f*ck.
p*ssy!
And then there were two.
We're in this together.
We're all in this together!
What you need to understand is that I didn't f*cking do it.
And what you've done now by bringing
all these f*cking people out here,
you have put every one of their lives in jeopardy.
Oh, yeah?
Every single one.
Is that a f*cking thr*at?
What are you gonna do?
Yeah?
I saw her remove her stomach.
She did it herself.
She did it?
She did it!
Yeah, she did it.
She would never f*cking do something like that.
I know--
You're sick and you're confused.
And you-- I don't care if you're right, because here's the deal,
you're going to die right now.
So you better get your priorities straight.
So just make your peace cause this is where it ends.
Wait, what the f*ck?
Yo, is everyone OK?
God f*cking damn it!
Better f*cking make me look good.
All right.
So seeing as I told Nick, just your darkest story,
your darkest memory that you have in your head that you
can remember.
Near death or maybe something that terrified you?
OK.
I was 14.
And he was 41.
And he was a cop and he was doing community outreach.
So my mother would drop me off every single Thursday,
and I would spend a few hours at piano lessons.
And he told me that I was the love of his life.
I got pregnant.
And I told them I wanted to keep the baby.
And he got very upset.
i-- it happened so fast.
He just started waning on me.
I couldn't breathe.
He was strangling me.
And at that point, he had already broken my sternum.
My ribs were gone.
Ripped my thumb right out of its socket.
I have this cigarette burns.
This one was for eating something out of his fridge
because I was hungry.
And then this one was the next day
because I didn't do a good job hiding this one.
And so he b*at me.
He just kept b*ating me.
And I remember thinking, I'm going to f*cking die.
Pretty sure my family knew.
But he was-- he was a cop, respected by the community.
And by the time I passed out, he had taken a Kn*fe
and he had started to cut me open.
That fucker tried to cut me open.
Luckily by the time--
by the time he got right in there,
someone knocked on the door because they
heard me screaming.
And he f*cking covered it up.
To this day, no one--
no one believes the poor--
poor little girl and a respectable member
of the community.
So, I hope it was worth the f*cking 14-year-old p*ssy.
If you see this, f*ck you!
It's f*cking bullshit, man.
Jesus Christ.
I'm so sorry.
I get it now.
I'm so sorry.
You're a monster.
Oh, f*ck.
Oh, yeah.
You're so f*cking hot.
What are you doing?
Who are you texting?
I'm just texting my friend..
Why?
That was aggressive, sorry.
Why?
We talk sometimes.
f*ck sakes.
I'm gonna call you Anaconda.
Oh wow, that's a compliment.
So he's an insult?
I honestly, at one point, I was talking to him
like all day every day, but--
That's not my question.
No, I've never met him in real life.
We talk about--
No one has ever--
We talk about Lord of the Rings, like stuff like that.
Like--
We talk about Lord of the Rings too.
But we rely on each other for like emotional support.
You're right.
You're right.
You're right.
Oh, so f*ck myself?
Look at you.
You like this?
I do.
Stop.
Do you just-- do you think that someone just
couldn't be just my friend?
He wants to be where I am with your beautiful self.
It's not like that.
Yes.
Yes, it is.
No guy ever wants to be friends.
I promise you.
Round two?
How would you feel if I was-- if I told you--
if you just woke up right now and roles were reversed,
I went, oh, I just met her online.
Baby,.
Would you like me texting anybody?
Would you like me to text any girl?
Say hi.
Stop.
Why?
I look like sh*t, probably.
Yeah, I don't look at that angle.
You're sexy.
Thanks, I try sometimes.
Literally about to tell you that like I'm not sure
like if I want to continue being like this person's friend.
OK, cuddle after.
She has no idea.
She has no idea.
She's so stupid.
f*cking idiot.
Hey, what's going on?
Everything's fine.
I'm going to go with her right now.
We're cuddling, you know.
f*cking with her head so f*cking good.
When I come back, oh, you and I are going to have so much fun.
Little naughty girl.
I promise you--
Who are you talking to?
My mom.
You say-- now you call your mom a little naughty girl?
No.
I said I'm a naughty boy.
Nick, I'm not stupid.
I was standing outside the door.
I heard what you were saying.
Why are you listening to my conversations?
Don't insult me or yourself.
I think you should just go.
Please just go, please.
Please.
All right.
Go, go.
All right.
All right.
All right.
I don't want to give--
I don't really care.
I really don't care.
You better f*cking not.
She's a piggybank to me.
Maybe give her something f*cking $5.
Here you go, get some hope.
Yeah.
She's a cutter.
Like it's not the end of the world.
OK, video diary time.
This is my Nova's personal journal time.
No social media posts from me, right?
You know, I was just thinking about this thing about how
we know that energy never dies.
So that means like my parents' energy is out there.
It's just out there.
And sometimes maybe it's watching me.
I don't know what I'm even f*cking talking about.
I don't know what I'm talking about.
OK.
OK, OK.
If I want to talk to death, then I
need to think about how to talk to death.
And then death will talk to me.
Talk to me.
I just need my mom right now.
Hey, it's Nova.
I know we haven't talked in a while.
And the last time I called I told you not to come.
So I just wanted to see if maybe you would come now.
And if you come, I promise to show you a really good time.
I have some money.
I can take us out.
We could do a little day trips.
We could even go somewhere else.
It doesn't even matter.
I just-- I miss my friend, and I'm
sorry that I maybe hurt you before.
And text me or call me back, and I really look forward
to hearing from you.
Bye.
OK, this thing is active.
It has been a few weeks since I last spoke to you guys after--
or during what--
I mean, it was a lynching, essentially.
After that, I really did not know
whether I wanted to continue making the movie just
with how f*cking horrible and traumatic that whole experience
was.
I was just kind of ready to just give up.
I came to the cemetery thinking it would probably
be the one place no one would actually be around,
and yet there are still-- there are still people here.
Anyways, story time.
So squatting in some houses, sneaking about,
trying to stay relatively warm in
the wonderful Canadian winter, and I managed
to snag a phone charger.
I managed to then charge my phone and would you know it?
I had a little message from Nova.
And she's really excited to see me.
Following that, managed to snag her a gift.
So I'm bringing her a little something
something in my backpack here.
I'm relatively close to her house at this point.
I don't really think it's going to be
that much longer of a journey into Mordor, as it were.
Wow!
Look at this, some kind of like old crypt.
Hello?
Bonjour!
Your Uber Eats are here.
If there is a way in there, that almost looks a little more
inviting than some of the porches
I've been sleeping underneath.
I'm wanting to try to find some flowers for Nova
because chivalry is not dead and flowers are a good gift.
I don't give a f*ck when anyone tells you.
Wait.
Is that?
f*ck yes, those are flowers!
OK, those are my flowers now.
Flowers secure.
Look at that.
We got them.
We got them.
Future boyfriend of the year recipient right here.
Nothing like proving your love by sneaking into a cemetery
and stealing flowers off the graves of the deceased.
I'm sure my parents would be so proud if they hadn't f*cking
abandoned me.
There's something oddly peaceful,
though, about being in a cemetery.
I don't know.
It makes you want to kind of reflect on things.
Excuse me?
Hi.
What are you doing with those?
I just found-- they're mine.
Are you kidding me right now?
Those are mine.
You have to put those back.
Those are mine.
I just saw you take them.
I really, really, really need these,
and I don't have the means to actually get flowers
from anywhere else.
Are you kidding me right now?
I'm sure they were like $5 or something.
You could probably get more--
I'm really sorry, OK?
But I'm in a really good mood, and I would
prefer to keep it that way.
They're just flowers.
And I-- please stay back.
You took my flowers.
They're just flowers, OK?
They're going to die anyways.
It's f*cking cold out.
I'm really, really, really sorry.
I could like Paypal you or something.
All right.
They're just flowers, lady.
God damn it.
Holy f*ck!
They're f*cking flowers.
It's not that big of a deal.
Hi.
This f*cking lady is not leaving me alone.
Can you please give them back to me?
I won't keep you long because clearly
looks like you have to go.
Yeah.
But I'm really talk--
I want-- I'm sorry.
They're seriously just flowers.
They're like $5.
I really recommend you stay back, OK?
Can you please?
I've had a really bad year.
Can you just give them back?
You've had a bad f*cking year?
Yes, I have.
Well, maybe you're not the only person who's had a bad year,
OK?
Have you thought about that?
No one has any f*cking empathy for each other.
I really like you, Nova.
I think it's a lot more than like.
You know what?
This world has f*cked me over so much,
I'm entitled to $5 f*cking flowers.
My son d*ed, so you can shut up.
Give me them back now!
Stay back.
I would never--
I wouldn't-- what I did was wrong.
I don't even give a f*ck about that person.
I don't care.
I don't care.
These are for my--
stay back!
They're for my girl.
I don't care.
f*ck her.
That's it.
It's over.
Please, give them back to me.
Listen, they're just flowers.
It's seriously--
I know, but they mean a lot.
Can you please just give it back them to me?
I'm sorry that you're going through sh*t,
but I can guarantee you, if you had even the slightest
idea of what the f*ck I'm going through.
My son d*ed this year!
You know what, great!
Great!
How about a whole f*cking lifetime of misery?
I don't know what else I can say.
Nick.
Nick.
It means a lot to me that you messaged me and you reached out
and you asked to come over and you wanted to talk about it.
So, I mean, I've had time to think about this too.
What about me for once?
Why can't I just take a couple-- they're
flowers for Christ's sake!
I know.
We can keep going as long as you would--
it's just us.
I promise.
We're exclusive.
Like, I don't-- I'm not going to message any more.
I've already told him we can't talk.
You can't message me.
Whoever that was.
Leave me alone!
How many times do I have to say?
Just go away.
Where are you going?
Away from you.
Thank you very much.
Me too.
Yeah?
Yeah.
What now?
Oh my God.
Please stay back.
Why?
Why are you running away from me?
Please.
Please just give it back to me, please.
What?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
f*cking Instagram.
No!
Are you f*cking serious?
f*ck!
OK.
Nova has a boyfriend, I guess, that is not me.
Oh my God.
I don't feel well.
Please.
We have a f*cking plan.
We're going to get f*cking rich, baby.
I don't give a f*ck.
Who cares.
I don't want this girl to actually get hurt.
Are you stupid?
Are you f*cking falling for this chick?
No.
Are you f*cking--
Tell me you love me.
Tell me you f*cking love me.
I love you.
And you and it's me, right?
I love you.
This is real, right?
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
This is great.
This is perfect.
Don't f*ck it up!
I won't.
Our perfect f*cking life, right?
Right?
Yes, yes.
Right?
Yeah.
I'm gonna hit you.
I'm going to hit you and you f*cking deserve it.
You're not f*cking fond of this chick, right?
No, I'm not
All right, you ungrateful f*cking bitch.
You want to know what I think of your stupid f*cking gift?
You want to know what I think of your gift, Nova?
Let me show you something.
Boom!
There we go.
There we go.
f*ck you, you dumb f*cking bitch.
There we go.
Just letting one off, eh, buddy?
What the f*ck do you think you're doing?
Can I help you?
Hey, it's OK, buddy.
Who the f*ck do you think you are?
Get back here.
What, what?
You're out on the street doing some f*cking weird sh*t.
I'm f*cking filming your ass.
Little f*cking bitch.
Like I said, f*cking catch me where you are m*therf*cker.
Like come into my f*cking hood, I will f*ck you up, bitch.
None of this sneaky behind me or nothing like that.
Oh my f*cking God.
This m*therf*cker.
He's like m*therf*cking Ninja Turtle and sh*t,
like f*cking Donatello.
Keep your f*cking Ninja Turtle ass away from my f*cking--
it's a f*cking video, bitch.
f*cking Ninja Turtle m*therf*cker.
He's like hiding in f*cking sewers and sh*t.
Bro, really?
Bro.
Bro.
See this?
You like that, m*therf*cker?
Didn't like that f*cking sh*t.
And if he wants to f*cking wants to go, boom!
Boom!
I'll knock his f*cking ass out.
You a f*cking bitch.
You are m*therf*cking bitch.
Bro.
See?
See?
See?
Rich town, bitch.
I knew I wouldn't find your Ninja Turtle m*therf*cking
ass in rich town.
I'll see your f*cking ass on my TikTok, m*therf*cker.
What what.
I think I got away from him this f*cking time.
Yeah.
f*cking boom.
What the--
Hey.
Bro.
f*cking switch it.
Hey, bro.
Switch the camera.
All right.
Bro, I'll f*cking erase this sh*t.
I don't give a f*ck.
Who the f*ck do you think you're recording?
I'll just--
Hey, look at me!
You're going to jump.
You're going to jump.
You see that?
I ain't gonna jump, man.
You're jumping off that bridge.
I'm going to watch you.
I ain't--
You are jumping off that bridge.
I ain't f*cking jumping, man.
Go!
Good.
Unbelievable.
It's f*cking disgusting.
It is the best topping on any pizza whatsoever.
No, it's not Curtis.
Nobody likes pineapple.
You can have mayonnaise for a sauce.
Dude-- what?
What is he?
Hey!
The f*ck, man.
Dude, why do you look so pissed?
Dude, what the f*ck.
Check out this dude.
Curtis, just keep walking.
Just keep walking.
Just keep walking.
Chill out, man.
Have a good day.
Positivity, it's all you need.
Yeah.
Why does he look so mad?
OK, he was staring at us way too long.
He's trying to k*ll our park vibe.
I'm excited to go to the park.
Look at that.
OK, he's kind of creeping me out.
Why is he standing like that?
Yeah.
I don't know.
But we probably want to get away from that dude.
Did he hear you say we're going to the park?
I hope not.
I do too.
Don't want to see him there.
Go, Curtis!
Go, Curtis!
Whoa!
Parkour king!
Look at me.
My Libra's showing.
Curtis, what?
Yeah.
Are you ready?
I'm ready.
OK.
Huzzah!
What was that?
I can't juggle.
OK.
Well, like you pull something out, right?
OK.
OK, let's take a look.
I will spin.
Ready?
Tada!
I think there's somebody back there.
What?
Behind you.
Like, past the fence.
Oh yeah, Curtis, I'm sure.
The boogeyman.
No.
Curtis, you're just trying to scare me.
OK.
Well, maybe a little bit.
But I did see something.
One foot in front, behind, behind, front.
OK?
OK.
Yeah.
And then you also have to get your ankle
swiveling at the same time.
Wait a second.
Wait, wait.
What?
I just-- I just don't really feel comfortable.
Maybe we should go home.
I'm getting a bad vibe.
Today?
Call someone if we need to.
Whoa!
Tada!
Whoa.
Curtis, what can't you do?
Advanced algebra.
That's always been my weakness.
OK.
OK, this isn't OK.
What?
Curtis, look behind you?
What the f*ck?
Oh, hell no.
What the f*ck, Curtis?
OK, now he is the way--
This is not good.
What the f*ck is going on here?
Should we call 9-1-1?
9-1-1?
But like he hasn't done anything.
He hasn't done anything?
But he looks like he's going to do something.
Why is he just standing there?
I'm going to go talk to him.
Do it.
Maybe-- yeah, maybe just go and talk to him.
Wait.
OK.
I don't know.
It's fine.
It's fine.
If you say so.
Hey, dude.
That's enough, man.
You've been here too long, and you've
been starting at us for ages.
What's your problem?
You see this?
This is why I don't go to the park late at night.
I should be at home right now cuddled up in my bed,
and I'm just terrified right now.
I don't even know.
Curtis?
Curtis?
Curtis?
What the f*ck is going on?
Is this a prank?
Curtis!
Curtis!
Curtis, what are you doing up there?
I'm having fun.
I'm having so much fun.
Curtis, get-- get down.
You're scaring me.
Freaking good.
Watch me dance.
Curtis, what are you doing?
Is this a prank?
Why are you dancing?
OK, Curtis, you're really creeping me out.
Oh, OK.
It's so OK.
You don't even know.
Get down.
I don't trust you being up there.
You're being weird.
I feel so good.
You don't even know.
What are you doing?
What is wrong with you right now?
You got to chill out.
Where did you even get that rope from?
From that guy?
What-- what guy?
Boo!
That's a nice jacket.
I mean, as long as it's warm, I guess
that's the f*cking important thing at this part.
I'm just tired of being cold.
Jesus Christ.
Oh my God.
This is what I'm f*cking looking for.
Jacket acquired.
Mission accomplished.
So, now that I'm feeling relatively well equipped
to go find Nova, I think we're almost at time.
I've been pondering one little thing lately,
and that is what is going to happen when I actually
enter Nova's proximity?
It got me thinking about how I actually met Nova.
The first time we met was actually just
through these Zoom, essentially, grief groups,
where they took collections of just random people
and threw us in a Zoom room and then tried
to get us to talk through our trauma and our issues,
as if that was supposed to do much for it.
I recently suddenly and unexpectedly lost
both my parents.
They're on vacation and they both d*ed.
I am sorry.
Sorry.
I'm like I don't even know.
At the very least, I mean, Nova and I
could just tell him immediately that we hit it off
fantastically.
And because of that, because--
I mean, even just over Zoom, over the camera,
our intrinsic connection, the fact that you could feel it,
the deep rooted love that came through,
despite the fact we were only communicating through a screen.
What I'm thinking, what I--
at this point, I mean, hope is a strong word,
but I authentically believe is that we love each other enough
and care about each other enough that I think she should
be immune to the affliction.
Let's call her.
Let's see what happens.
Ringing.
Voicemail.
Hi, Nova.
It's Hollis.
I got your text the other day.
But I wanted to let you know that I'm going
to take some time for myself.
I need to just figure a few quick things out.
But then after I do that, no matter
how long it takes, no matter what I need to do,
I promise you, I promise you, that I am coming to see you.
There is nothing in the world that
is going to stop me from coming to see you.
Bye.
Here I come.
So what's happening with the thing, man?
With Nova?
It's coming, she told me I'm her boyfriend now and sh*t, so--
You f*cking say no.
I just did.
Calm down.
Are you her boyfriend?
That's-- exactly, that's what we want.
Isn't that we want?
She trusts me.
Don't hit me with that either.
Relax.
I just want this done with, man.
I know.
I want it done too.
We're going-- I'm seeing her at the end of the week,
get the footage.
I collect the cameras.
I can't leave the cameras there.
Who the f*ck cares about the f*cking cameras?
We're going to expose her and she's
going to know that we put the f*cking cameras there.
No, we're not.
We're not-- well, it's not coming from us.
You think I'm going to go to her and be like, hey,
I have this footage of you slicing your f*cking wrist?
No.
We're going to do it from a f*cking inconspicuous f*cking
number.
We're going to blackmail her through that.
Get you-- make her transfer the money
to an email that's not connected to 1, 2, or 3,
and we go from there.
It doesn't f*cking matter.
It does.
Do you like her?
No, I don't like her.
You f*cking like her, don't you?
Relax.
Don't tell me to f*cking relax.
I will tell you relax.
I'm doing this for your safety.
You have balls now, huh?
Why are you here?
Why are you here?
You f*cking stink!
Use a f*cking deodorant!
Why are you here?
Why are you here?
To yell at us and put us down?
We're helping you.
I'm the reason why you guys are going
to be f*cking filthy rich.
And here's the thing, you would do this without us.
I think it's done.
I do think it's done.
I think it's done too.
But will you-- I need you to come with me this week,
go on Friday.
I don't want to do that.
I need you there.
Because what if something happens?
I barely wanna be part of this sh*t.
I know you don't.
I have to break up with her.
So if you're there, she knows--
she knows it's over.
Bring dumb here.
Bring m*therf*cker here.
Bring her.
Hi!
Bring her.
Boom!
Because then here you go!
Your boy is breaking up with his girl.
Your boy is breaking up with Mrs. Social Media.
Nova, the social media star.
Don't you want that for your footage?
Sure.
At the very least, it covers our ass.
Exactly.
We'll f*cking go, we'll cut things off,
make sure you get your sh*t.
And you get your footage, and that's it.
Sure.
I'm coming with you.
I'm going to be there.
Fine.
OK.
Fine.
Sure.
Hello there, all my Supernovas.
So Britt and I got some really exciting news.
We're going to be doing an art show at Marty's.
Britt, say hi.
Hi!
We can't really believe it.
We sort of just like applied for this,
and they called us last week, and we get to set up here.
I even got a new haircut for the big day.
Yeah, we're really excited.
Britt's just over here working on her paintings.
And she brought some of this--
what is this?
Phosphoric acid.
And what is it for.
I don't know.
You know.
It's pretty dangerous, but we use it safely.
We use it for etching.
So you can see some of our cool prints
if you come this weekend.
You're going to break up with her, right?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Excuse me.
You're going to f*cking break up with her, right?
Yes.
You f*cking better.
OK, relax.
Relax.
Shut up.
Shut-- shut-- shut the f*ck up.
This is it.
We're here.
came.
f*ck do you think--
Shut-- shut up!
Shut up!
Hey, it's cold out here.
We're in public.
Come on, let's-- yeah.
Hey.
Sorry.
Sorry to bother you.
Is Nova here?
Nova?
I think she went in the back.
OK.
Thanks.
Let's go.
Shut up.
And then, yeah, there's so many tables
here, which means everyone can come.
There's room for everyone.
You know, now that I look at it, maybe the light
may be too bright.
So maybe we'll do them in between.
And there's more space in between the lights as well.
So.
Hey!
Oh my God!
So good to see you.
I didn't know you were going to be coming so early.
You look so familiar.
I swear I've met you before.
Yeah.
So you can see, he wants to do what you're doing,
the whole
OK, cool.
He's trying.
Yeah.
I'm sure it'll work out.
You just got to keep posting.
Well, yeah, we're on the grind.
Right now, yeah.
Yeah.
But yeah, I need to talk to you.
What's up?
Look, I think we should break up.
We need to break up.
Are you joking right now?
I don't have all day.
Shut up!
Deep down, I don't want to do this.
Why would--
Hi!
You do know me.
I'm--
Stop, please.
We've been sleeping together.
Stop!
He's been using you.
Yeah.
You're going to pay us because we know your secret.
How much footage do we have?
Oh.
All none.
Yeah.
From the cameras-- the cameras.
Roll up your sleeves, sweetheart.
Stop!
Shut up!
Shut the f*ck up!
Shut the f*ck up!
Yeah, you're going to pay us the money.
I've seen it.
That's why we're here.
What money?
I'm going to f*cking ruin you.
I don't know what--
I don't know what you're talking about.
Ask him if it's true.
It's not true.
Everything you're saying is bullshit.
He's the one-- he's the one that's
been moving my cameras around so we
can get so much footage of you f*cking cutting yourself.
And then ten seconds later, you're like, hi, guys!
Let's go!
Dumb bitch!
I don't know what you're talking about.
f*cking dumb bitch.
That's not me.
Babe, we're rich now.
f*ck!
Shut up!
It's true.
I f*cking-- I don't know what to say to you.
I want the money.
We need the money.
And I'll delete the footage.
He used your p*ssy!
Shut up, man.
We're already--
Maybe we should film this for your social media.
Stop, Ravana.
Yo, you don't know when to shut up, do you?
You should use this footage.
We're already--
I got a story for you.
It's not like she's going--
Oh, yeah.
OK.
Here we are at long last.
We have arrived at Marty's place.
Essentially, I saw that Nova would be here on social media.
So this is it.
Yeah, let's see Nova.
Believe me, I don't want to do it.
But we need to.
I need to.
I'm really confused.
Can everyone just go?
We got to go, man.
Let's give everyone some room.
We got to go.
You happy?
You happy?
You're golden girl.
Oh, my god, my feelings are hurt.
Shut up, man.
f*ck it.
Let's f*cking go.
I'm not-- we can't leave if we don't f*cking get-- we need it.
That's why we're here, right?
That's why this f*cking idiot wants to come with us, right?
We're screwed.
Let's--
I don't f*cking need you.
You don't need me?
You don't need me?
Now you're f*cking in it.
Now we all need each other now, stupid.
Oh my God, you can have her.
Oh, yeah!
I can't breathe.
Nova.
Can't f*cking breathe.
All of your followers--
all of your followers, the ones that idolize you,
they're going to see you f*cking cutting yourself.
Like a hurt little puppy.
Who are they going to look up to now?
Leave!
Go!
Excuse me, is Nova here?
That's enough.
Let's go.
Just give us the f*cking--
Stop f*cking grabbing me.
Just stop.
Nova!
Nova!
right now's really not a good f*cking time.
Don't touch me.
see you.
I have been watching for weeks.
Is this the guy from online?
Is this the guy?
can you-- I think you--
I told you he was f*cking weird.
Leave!
Nova, I've been walking for weeks to get here.
Are you serious?
He walked for weeks.
Buddy, get the f*ck out of here.
I don't give a f*ck who you are.
Get out of my way.
I don't give a f*ck who you are either.
She clearly doesn't want to be bothered.
She's going through some sh*t.
Leave!
Listen.
You leave!
Listen, you--
I have gone-- no, you f*cking listen.
I've gone through too much f*cking sh*t,
and you're going to get the f*ck out of my way.
OK.
What are you doing?
Oh, you're taking out the coat.
What's up, tough guy?
What's up, tough guy?
Come on.
You wanna go?
You wanna go, tough guy.
You have no idea what I'd do now.
Nick, why do you give a sh*t?
Stop!
Get off!
You wanna f*ck with me?
f*ck!
Why do you care?
Dang!
Stop f*cking grabbing me.
f*ck!
Stop!
Stop!
f*ck!
Oh my God!
Oh.
Oh my God!
Stop!
Bro!
f*cking stupid.
f*ck me now!
Stop f*cking recording me, man.
Go away!
Let me in, man.
Who's the f*cking tough guy now, huh?
Who's the f*cking tough guy now?
I wanna see the light leaving your f*cking eyes.
Let me in.
Go away!
What are you doing here?
For f*ck's sakes, I'm your f*cking Aragorn.
What, are you stalking me?
No!
We've been talking for months!
What do you mean stalking you?
Everything that we've said online,
all the conversations we've had, did that mean anything?
Listen, anyone that I go near dies, OK?
Anyone that I go near dies.
You are the only person that is not
affected by that because of our love, OK?
And if you die, I am alone.
I have no one, OK?
Give me the Kn*fe!
Give me the Kn*fe!
Nova, please, give me the Kn*fe.
Nova, please.
No.
I'll do it.
I love you.
Please, just give me the Kn*fe.
You don't know me.
Yes, I do.
Yes, I do.
We've been talking for months.
Nova, please.
I'll do it.
I love you.
Get away from me.
Nova, please.
What have you done?
Nova, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Do you still need me to film?
The circle is wider now.
Who knows wide really.
I rarely see anyone anymore.
I managed to find an editing suite, though.
And I collected all the footage from everyone's places,
and I've been editing it ever since.
This is my life.
And what I've discovered is that my life is a horror movie.
As well, throughout the editing, as you've probably noticed,
I've been kind of going in and bleeping out my name.
I didn't want people to know my real name.
That's why I've been calling myself Hollis.
My real name is Brett.
But what I've learned from this ordeal
is that Brett is not my real name.
I'm the grim f*cking reaper.
I'll never be able to get close to anyone again physically
because they die.
I don't give a f*ck anymore.
That is my purpose is what I've discovered.
The number one thing I've been searching for my whole f*cking
life, my entire f*cking existence,
is knowing why the hell I'm here in the first place.
I did it.
And let me tell you, I love that we're close now.
And guess what?
We're only going to get closer.
So with that, let me get back to editing.
Near (2023)
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