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Rain falling]

[Cellphone vibrates]

ERIK: Alice?

Hey.

ERIK: Hey.

There you are. Good morning.

Good morning.

Where are you?

Um, what do you mean?

I'm home.

It's 2:00 in the morning.

Yeah, I know, I couldn't sleep.

I just feel, um...

I don't know, I'm excited.

It's a big day, I guess,

you know.

Uh, John, he's good to drive

you back at this hour?

Yeah, all good.

We can't be late, right?

I know, trust me.

ERIK: Yeah, they say she's the

best fertility doctor around.

And also,

freeway's closed still,

so it's gonna take you

a bit longer.

Yep.

Okay, I gotta go.

I love you.

Okay.

[Sighs]

[Shower running]

[Hip-hop music

playing on radio]

So early.

Hey, let's just...

go back inside.

Stop. Come on, drive.

I need coffee.

Yeah. Sure.

[Dramatic music plays]

[Cellphone vibrates]

Maybe you should answer.

It's okay.

Is it, though?

He's gotta know something is up.

No, he doesn't, trust me.

Trust you.

[Cellphone chimes]

Take the 59.

The freeway is still closed.

[Dashboard chimes]

Gas light is on.

I told you to fill it

last night.

I did.

What? I did.

If we're late,

I'm gonna k*ll you.

You know what your problem is?

My problem is men thinking they

know what my f*cking problem is.

[Dramatic music plays]

[Cellphone chimes]

What?

Company card?

Thank you.

Can I get some gum,

some water, and...

[Car chimes]

[Insects chirping]

[Beeping]

[Pump beeps]

[Dramatic music plays]

[Radio playing indistinctly]

[Cellphone chimes]

[Cellphone swooshes]

[Cellphone swooshes]

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

Hello?!

[Sighs]

[Hip-hop music

playing on radio]

Now you're struggling

Beast in the wild,

m*therf*cker

When we get hungry,

better duck, m*therf*cker

You look a lot like lunch,

m*therf*cker

[Dramatic music plays]

[g*nsh*t]

[Screams]

God!

Oh, my God!

[Groans]

[Panting]

[Door squeaks]

[g*nsh*t]

[Screams]

Oh, my God!

[Dramatic music plays]

[Panting]

[g*nsh*t]

[Screams]

Oh, my God!

[Groans]

John!

[Hip-hop music

playing on radio]

[Cries]

[Hip-hop music

playing on radio]

[Groans]

[g*nsh*t]

[Groans]

John! Look at me!

f*ck!

[Dramatic music plays]

[g*nsh*t]

[Panting]

[Groans]

MAN: Amelia.

You read me? Over.

You hear me?

Pick up, Amelia.

Pick up, pick up, pick up.

Over.

[Dramatic music plays]

ALICE: f*ck.

MAN: You hear me?

Pick up, Amelia.

Hey, why you not answering?

[g*nsh*t]

Hello?

Babe, where are you?

m*therf*cker looking for

a good snack

Better run, son,

better never look back

[Dashboard chiming]

JOHN: What the f*ck?

I ain't no scavenger,

I ain't no gatherer

I'm here to

scatter your bones

Take any challenger,

I am a predator

I'm here to...

[Car chimes]

ALICE: Hello?

Can you hear me?

You need to call the police.

I need some help!

Hello. Can you hear me?

Hello? I need help!

Someone's sh**ting at me.

Hello?

MAN: There you go.

You have to let go

for me to talk, okay?

Okay. I'm sorry.

I'm just...

I'm so scared.

I need you to call

the police, okay?

MAN: Who is this?

What's going on over there?

Where is Amelia?

[Car alarm chirps]

My name is Alice Germain Bach.

I need you...

[Feedback]

My name is Alice Germain Bach.

You have to call the police,

please!

JOHN: Hey, Alice!

MAN: What, sh**ting at you?

Hello?

Alice?

- John?

- MAN: What's going on?

[g*nsh*t]

Hello? Hello, hello?

Are you still there?

[Choking]

[John gasping]

MAN: Hello?

Help...

please.

ALICE: Oh, my God.

JOHN: Alice...

please...

Help...

[g*nsh*t]

[Dramatic music plays]

MAN: Hello?

Can somebody please tell me

what the hell is going on?

If you still there, talk to me.

Where are you?

[Groans]

What's going on over there?

My friend just got sh*t.

You have to call 911.

MAN: My God.

Where's my wife?

Amelia... is she hurt?

f*ck...

I don't know, I'm...

I'm all alone.

I... I need you... I need you to

call the cops, okay?

Please.

MAN: Don't you have a cellphone?

No, he sh*t it.

MAN: Where are you exactly?

I'm... I'm hiding behind a shelf.

MAN: Okay, okay,

hold on, hold on.

Please. I need you.

- MAN: Hello, 911?

- Thank you.

MAN: Yeah,

there's been a sh**ting

at the 24/7 FILL UP station

on Route 59.

A woman's hurt over there.

No, she's talking to me

on the two-way radio.

No, I'm on the road.

Hang on.

Hey, they want to know

if he's an active sh**t.

Is he still there?

Yes, yes, he's here.

Please just ask them

to send someone.

MAN: Yeah, she says

he's still there.

Uh-huh.

Well, how long?

Yeah, okay.

Yes, thank you.

Okay, they're on their way.

Operator said to stay put,

should be there

in like 15 minutes.

Okay?

Yes, thank you.

MAN: God, I'm really worried.

My wife should have

called me by now.

Can you please

stay here with me?

MAN: Okay.

I'm here for you.

Thank you.

MAN: You know the man

who got sh*t?

Yeah, he's my friend.

MAN: Oh.

I'm sorry.

Where were you guys

going so late?

We were driving home

from a convention.

He's my colleague.

MAN: Oh, right. Convention.

You guys work together?

I can't imagine what

you're feeling right now.

You think we should call

an ambulance?

I think he's dead.

[Sighs]

MAN: Yeah...

Because I blew his head off.

[Dramatic music plays]

You still there?

Alice?

Alice Germain Bach?

Oh, my God.

MAN: Just stand up...

so I can see you.

Fine.

I'll come down there, then.

What do you want?

MAN: What do I want?

Hm... What do I want?

What is it that you want, Alice?

Huh?

I want you to leave me alone.

MAN: I think that's what

we all want.

Alice?

[g*nsh*t]

[Grunts]

f*ck.

[Groans]

[g*nshots]

[Animal calls]

ALICE: Hello?

Can anyone hear me?

Please answer.

Hello? Can you hear me?

[Static]

Hello? If there's anyone

out there, please answer.

MAN: I'm right here.

f*ck.

Just me and you.

Oh, yeah.

And my wife...

Amelia.

Oh, my God.

Oh! Oh, my God.

MAN: So hard to think of her

with another man.

Did I treat her poorly?

Abuse her physically?

Did I abuse her emotionally?

Or is everything abusive

these days?

Did I not provide?

No.

She was probably just bored.

Tell me.

Are you bored, Alice?

I need a phone.

Her phone?

f*ck.

MAN: That's okay.

You don't have to answer.

We can take our time.

What I know for sure though

is that we're not going anywhere

till we're figure this out.

ALICE: f*ck!

[Dramatic music plays]

sh*t.

f*ck.

[Car chirping]

[g*nshots]

[g*nsh*t]

f*ck.

MAN: We seem to be stuck,

you and me.

Cowering on the floor of

a dark and dirty gas station.

What a waste.

If you're not interested

in saving yourself...

well, then, this is

how it all ends.

I've never done anything to you.

MAN: Are you sure about that?

Who are you?

MAN: Who do you think I am?

And more importantly...

who the f*ck do you think

you are?

Alice?

Come out.

And I promise

you'll hardly feel a thing.

One sh*t and all our problems

will be over.

Oh, f*ck.

[Groans]

[Breathing heavily]

[Groans]

f*ck.

[Grunts]

[Vehicle approaches]

[Door opens]

DOUG: Amelia?

Holy sh*t!

ALICE: Get down!

- DOUG: What?

- ALICE: Get out of the doorway!

There's someone

sh**ting in the store!

DOUG: What?

Amelia?

Where is Amelia,

the girl who works here?

You need to call the police!

DOUG: Amelia?

Where the hell is she?

- ALICE: She's dead.

- DOUG: What the f*ck?

What the f*ck?

Listen to me.

You need to call the police.

Do you have your phone?

DOUG: Yeah.

Good.

DOUG: f*ck. sh*t.

It's in the car.

f*ck.

DOUG: Where are you?

I'm behind the counter.

If you go towards the

refrigerator, you can see me.

DOUG: What the hell happened?

I just walked in here

and someone sh*t me.

DOUG: Where is Amelia?

She's right here.

She's right here with me.

DOUG: Are you hurt bad?

I don't know.

I don't know. It's my arm.

You don't have a phone?

ALICE: No, and I can't find hers either.

- What about the landline...

- No.

on the counter?

It's not working, nothing is.

Nothing is working.

It's impossible to move around.

He... He can see everything.

DOUG: Where's he sh**ting from?

ALICE: I think he's sh**ting

from the billboard

across the road,

but there's an another door.

I saw it

in the security monitor.

The door to the garage.

But that's locked at night.

Well, is there a key?

What the f...

What the f*ck?

What the f*ck, man?

What the f*ck?

Hey, hey, listen to me.

We need to stay calm, okay?

We need to flag someone down.

No one uses this road at night.

Yeah, but you did.

You think he's still out there?

I don't know. He...

He hasn't fire a sh*t

since you...

[Gasps]

Amelia...

No, no, no, no.

Oh, my God.

She was such a good person.

[Crying]

This is so f*cked up.

[Dramatic music plays]

The only reason

she was working here

was to help out her parents.

They came from Mexico city

and bought this place,

and then her mom got sick.

- He said she was his wife.

- What?

He said that he sh*t her

because she left him.

Who?

You talked to the guy

who did this?

How?

On that walkie.

He said that she was his wife!

No, he's... he's lying.

That's not true.

How do I know

that you're not lying?

What do you mean?

I'm being sh*t at all night,

and the moment that you

get here, it all stops.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,

wait a minute. Wait a minute.

You think that I did this?

Hold on.

Don't move!

Stay were you are!

Stay away from me!

Just calm down.

This is crazy, okay?

Then why are you

showing up at 3:00 AM?

Because we both work

graveyard shifts.

Sometimes I would come

in between deliveries

and we would just...

We would just talk.

This country is so f*cked up.

f*cking racists.

g*ns everywhere.

I can't take it anymore.

[Crying]

And it's always innocent people

who get caught up in this sh*t.

You don't... You don't...

You don't believe me?

Okay, fine, talk to him, then.

You'll see.

Go ahead.

Tell him that I called the cops.

He doesn't know I left my phone

in the car, right?

[Dramatic music plays]

We called the police.

They're on their way.

Try again.

Did you hear what I said?

We called the cops.

You better

get the hell out of here.

Try again.

Please.

Maybe he's gone. Yeah?

- Go get your phone, then.

- What?

Yeah, if he's gone,

go get your phone.

No. I mean, I'm not gonna

go get myself sh*t

just to prove

I'm not some f*cking t*rror1st.

I'm telling you, this is not me!

I could never do anything

like this.

I see it.

My phone.

Well, do you think

you can get it?

Maybe if I...

Maybe if I go around the shelves

to the other side.

Yeah.

You can use the car as a shield.

Yeah, sure.

Let's do it.

Maybe we should just wait

a few... maybe a little bit.

The truckers start arriving

in a few hours.

No, no, this is important.

This is the only way.

You need to call for help, okay?

Are you insane?

I'm not going across there

and get my f*cking head

blown off.

If you're telling the truth,

he's gonna be down here

any second.

You need to call for help.

I can distract him.

How?

ALICE: There's a flashlight

under the counter.

Okay.

[Dramatic music plays]

[g*nshots]

MAN: You know the difference

between you and that guy?

He was willing

to sacrifice himself...

while you survive.

You put him up to it,

didn't you?

What kind of a person does that?

Then again...

what kind of person

does what I'm doing?

[Dramatic music plays]

I guess we both have a lot

to think about, huh?

The way we've lived...

The repercussions

of our actions...

Who we've become.

[Screams]

Why are you doing this?

MAN: For the truth.

Because I need the truth.

You sure tell a lot of lies for

someone looking for the truth.

MAN: Do I?

And what about you?

You were at the convention,

right?

I work for a pharmaceutical

company, so...

MAN: So...

you're a drug dealer.

That's very original.

MAN: You know how many people

lost sons, daughters

because of you?

Your dr*gs,

your bullshit vaccines.

ALICE: f*cking idiot.

MAN: All so that

you can get rich...

with zero accountability, ever.

Sure.

Do you know how many f*cking

people's lives we've saved?

MAN: You think someone might

want you dead for that?

But no, no, no.

Instead, let's focus on

the microchips

and Bill Gates

and all the anti-vaxxers

so we all sound crazy

so you can censor us.

So we can never talk about

what's actually going on.

ALICE: What the f*ck are you

talking about?

MAN: I'm talking about

the truth!

ALICE: Yeah?

MAN: But you'd rather label us

so you can control us?

You think someone might

want you dead for that?

Do you?

Are you finished?

Can I talk?

I'm a VP of Marketing.

Social media, okay?

I don't make the stuff.

MAN: Oh, that's even worse.

You promote it.

You create the image.

Filling young minds

with lies and deceit.

Marching them to their deaths.

[Dramatic music plays]

How many people did you

have to step on

to get such an important job?

How many years

did you have to put in

before you became

Vice President of Marketing...

at Phinzer Pharmaceuticals?

I'll tell you how long.

Two years,

and you became VP

of one of the biggest

drug companies in the country.

God, that's amazing.

I bet you didn't even have to

sleep with anyone

to get ahead.

I'm sorry.

You don't need to sleep with

anyone to get ahead anymore.

f*ck you.

MAN: You can just accuse someone

for something they did

when they were 12

or a picture in blackface.

Or maybe a boss came in one day

and told you

how pretty you looked.

Next thing you know, he's gone,

just like that!

Piece of sh*t.

Pig.

Just because he said something

nice to a woman with ambition.

Now he's out of a job.

Can't make his house payments.

And he can't take care of...

Of his little girl.

You don't know what it's like

to hear a child

screaming in the middle

of the night.

To wait for hours

in the emergency room...

because her daddy,

who's supposed to protect her,

has no health insurance

and is so...

f*cking helpless.

You think that guy

might want you to k*ll you?

You think that guy

might want you dead?

All these deaths...

could have been avoided.

Because someone has to pay.

Someone always has to pay.

I'm tired of playing games.

But all you wanna do

is play hide and seek.

One Mississippi,

two Mississippi,

three Mississippi,

four Mississippi,

five Mississippi.

Who is Alice?

Six Mississippi,

seven Mississippi.

What did she do?

Eight Mississippi.

Admit it, Alice.

Nine Mississippi.

Ten Mississippi.

Ready or not, here I...

[g*nf*re]

You don't get to

hijack this country

and hide behind your lies

and your fake news

and your forced mandates!

Please don't do this.

I'm not doing anything you

haven't been doing for years.

[Crying]

I never k*lled anybody.

MAN: Yes, you have.

That's the whole point.

We're the same.

We k*ll to protect

our interests.

I'm just not blind to it

like you are.

We're nothing alike.

MAN: Oh, of course.

You're woke,

and I'm a psychopath.

How convenient for you.

I never said that.

MAN: No.

But you wanted to.

And yet, when I was sent

to Afghanistan

and I was k*lling for you,

it was okay.

When my friends d*ed thousands

of miles away from home

while the were k*lling for you,

it was okay.

But now that you are forced

to face the consequences

of your life,

it's so much easier

for you to label me

than it is for you

to face reality.

[Screams]

MAN: But until you recognize

your part in all this,

you'll never understand

why people like me exist.

And we do.

And there's a lot of us.

You could be at school,

in the supermarket,

at work, or even, uh...

filling up your car

at a gas station.

You wouldn't even see it coming,

and then suddenly...

you're dead.

Why am I even talking to you?

MAN: Oh, because you want to

know who I am.

And because you know

that every second

I'm engaged in this conversation

is another second

I'm not coming down there

to spill your brains

on that filthy linoleum floor.

[Metal music playing on radio]

ALICE: f*ck.

Get out. Get out.

[Beeping]

f*ck.

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

f*ck!

[Beeping]

f*ck!

What the f*ck, man?

What's the hell?

Get out of here.

[Engine starts]

MAN: See?

Would a psychopath

have let him go?

Although, if that guy had

better credit, he'd be dead.

See what we've been reduced to?

[Dramatic music plays]

You're not a bad guy. You...

Otherwise, you wouldn't

have let him go.

MAN: Oh, yeah?

How many likes do you think

that will get me?

ALICE: There's something

you should know about me.

Something you wouldn't find out

on social media.

MAN: I'm listening.

ALICE: We're trying

to have a baby.

MAN: And yet here you are

traveling with your lover

in the middle of the night.

How could you ever have time

for children?

No, you don't strike me

as the maternal type.

You couldn't handle

the commitment.

The pain.

You know nothing about me.

MAN: I know you

more than you think.

I know you put yourself ahead

of everybody else.

I bet there's even been

a couple of abortions

along the way, huh?

f*ck you.

f*ck you.

You know nothing.

MAN: Why is that, Alice?

[Somber music plays]

Because I can't have children.

MAN: Am I meant to feel bad?

We both know you'd do

or say anything

to save your life right now.

My life?

My whole life has been

about pleasing men.

My...

My father,

my husband,

my boss.

I'm sure you know what it's like

to never feel good enough.

Do you know what it does

to a marriage?

I'm...

not having an affair

'cause I'm in love.

I'm having an affair

'cause I'm in pain.

And I love my husband.

I'm...

I love... I love him.

MAN: That's so sad.

So sad that it takes being at

the end of a g*n for two people

to finally have

a real conversation.

[Sighs]

[Siren wailing in distance]

Yes, yes, yes.

No! No, I'm here!

[Pounding on window]

No!

Help! I'm right here!

[Dramatic music plays]

MAN: Alice?

Are you hiding again?

Where are you?

Oh, my God.

[Dramatic music plays]

MAN: Where are you, Alice?

[g*nsh*t]

[Screams]

[g*nshots]

[Screams]

[Groans]

[Screams]

f*ck!

[Crying]

Oh, my God.

MAN: You can't run

from this, Alice.

Not anymore.

Because there's nowhere to hide.

Nowhere to go.

That's the reason you ran

back in here, isn't it?

[Dramatic music plays]

[Coughs]

MAN: Alice?

Hello?

Are you still with me, Alice?

Are you still there?

It's becoming unbearable,

isn't it?

The pain.

It leads to anger.

It leads to v*olence.

[Groans]

MAN: Don't you feel a paradigm

shift in this country,

toward selfishness

and brute force?

Why is it easier for a kid to

buy an AR-15 than a six pack?

That's because the DNA

to not give a sh*t

is more desirable from

an evolutionary standpoint.

Plain and simple.

Do you think that the sh**t

in Vegas or Florida or Buffalo

or Uvalde or Sandy Hook

had any feelings of guilt?

Do you think

I should feel any guilt?

Do you feel guilt?

If you don't believe it's wrong

to do the things

that serve your needs,

why should I?

What do you think drives

the company you work for?

[Groans]

MAN: Look at the thousands

of people you've harmed.

Who's worse?

Who's done more damage?

Just because you don't have

your finger on the trigger

doesn't make you

any less of a k*ller.

You don't care about people.

All you really care about

is the money.

And you'll do or say

anything to get it.

Because money is freedom,

isn't that right?

[Groans]

MAN: Freedom to do

what you want.

To buy whatever you desire.

Freedom to go

anywhere you please.

But I think someone

said it best.

"Freedom is just another word

for nothing left to lose."

[Dramatic music plays]

Aah!

f*ck!

You f*cking piece of sh*t loser.

It's gonna take a lot more

than k*lling me

to solve your f*cking problems.

MAN: Maybe.

Or maybe it will make the next

person willing to spread filth

and lies think about

the consequences.

It's been a really

shitty couple of years.

I'm angry too.

I get it.

And the media...

does not help.

Spreading conspiracies

all over the place.

MAN: That's the one.

A conspiracy.

I was waiting for you

to drop that one.

Best buzzword

to devalue anything

I have to say

and label me as crazy.

Did you really lose your job?

Is that what this is...

Henry?

Did you really lose a child?

Because if that's the case,

I'm...

I'm really, really sorry.

MAN: Who's Henry?

[Vehicle approaches]

[Beeping]

You got to leave.

You got to leave.

[Dramatic music plays]

Hey!

Hey, get back in your car!

[Pounding window]

Get out!

Get out of here!

Car!

Call... Call the police!

sh*t.

Ohh!

ALICE: sh*t.

Hey, get back in your car!

Get out of the way!

- Bob.

- Hide.

No, move out!

What are you doing?

No, what are you doing?

No!

[g*nsh*t]

[Gasps]

[Sobbing]

[Somber music plays]

[g*nsh*t]

MAN: Well, that was touching.

That's the kind of

sentimental crap

that will die off

with that generation.

What scares you most is

knowing that, deep down,

we like it that way, because

you and I, we are survivors.

No!

We're nothing alike!

MAN: You're in denial, Alice.

The only reason

we're both still alive

is because we share that gene.

And it's that gene you'll pass

down to your unborn child.

If you ever actually

get pregnant.

That's exactly why

I can't have children.

Because I don't wanna fear

for their lives

every time they leave the house.

Because I don't want them

bullied on their phones,

feeling unloved and alone.

Depressed and bitter

to potentially end up a coward!

Hiding in the dark,

k*lling innocent people.

I can't have children

because people like you

exist in the world.

But most of all,

I can't have children because

it's my f*cking choice!

And it's the same choice

your mother would have made

if she knew what you'd become!

[Breathing heavily]

[Dramatic music plays]

Hey.

Hey, get down.

Hey, get down.

Lay down.

Grandma.

f*ck.

Listen, I know that you think

that by doing this,

it's gonna give meaning

to your life, but it won't.

They'll k*ll you

or they'll cornered you

and you'll k*ll yourself.

Just like all the others.

And they're just gonna

write it off

like another sh**ting,

and people will send

their thoughts and prayers

but no one will give a f*ck

and nothing is gonna change.

MAN: Oh, you're right.

Nothing will change, because

I only exist in you mind.

I'm your creation.

I am your perception

that you have projected onto me

so you never have to hear

the real reasons why.

No matter how justified,

I'm just a crazy sh**t.

The right-wing nut,

the conspiracy theorist,

stop the lie, storm the Capitol,

election fraud,

domestic t*rror1st,

anti-vaxxer,

anti-this, anti-that.

You label me and vilify me

when all I ever wanted

was to be left the f*ck alone!

[Dramatic music plays]

Did you really think

you could keep something

like that from me?

No, no, no, no!

f*ck.

sh*t.

Don't you dare sh**t her, m*therf*cker.

Wake up, Grandma.

Wake up.

[Car door closes]

Please.

Please, I'm begging you.

MAN: Begging is so beneath you, Alice.

It's hard for me to believe

you really care.

Of course I care.

MAN: Enough that you would

trade your life for hers?

[Music ends]

Yes, I would.

MAN: Tell you what, then.

Come out where I can see you clearly

and I'll let her go.

ALICE: How can I trust you?

MAN: How can I trust you?

ALICE: Because I get it.

I get it.

I learned my lesson.

MAN: But what do you gain

by letting her live?

ALICE: I get to save

an innocent life.

MAN: But if you sacrifice

yourself for her,

then you'll be

teaching me a lesson.

[Dramatic music plays]

Okay.

Let's see.

Tell her to run,

and when she's out of range,

you come out front.

ALICE: Put your g*n down.

MAN: It's down.

No, no, no, no, no, no,

what are you doing?

Go!

Come on, run! Go!

Go!

Okay, come here. Okay.

[Dramatic music plays]

You're okay.

sh*t.

Don't worry, we're gonna

find a way out of here, okay?

Come.

Come on.

f*ck. f*ck.

Okay, watch your head.

Watch your head.

Listen to me.

If you hear something

that's not me,

don't say anything at all, okay?

Do you know a song?

If you get scared,

you're gonna sing that song.

But really quietly, okay?

[Dramatic music plays]

Shh.

Five little monkeys

jumping on the bed

One fell off

and broke his head

MAN: Alice Germain Bach.

Still hiding, huh?

So what are we thinking?

Was I sent here by your husband

who you betrayed

with a younger,

more exciting man?

Four little monkeys

jumping on the bed

One fell off

and broke his head

Or am I a co-worker

who you got fired

without due process

so you could steal my job?

Or maybe,

maybe I'm a r*cist,

disgruntled employee

out for revenge.

Mama called the doctor

and the doctor said

No more monkeys

jumping on the bed

Or I could be someone

whose life you destroyed

with your lies and greed.

An anguished father

who's lost his child.

Or I could have

been someone who's just tired

of sitting idly by

as this country goes to sh*t.

Or...

Or I could have followed you

back from the convention

just to teach you a lesson.

Or maybe...

maybe...

this is just some...

random act of v*olence.

And you're simply

at the wrong place...

at the wrong time.

- [Screaming]

- [Screaming]

Two little monkeys

jumping on the bed

One fell off

and broke his head

[Groans]

[Crying]

Ah, so this is

how it all ends, huh?

Crawling on the floor,

like an animal.

[Dramatic music plays]

Please!

Please don't hurt her!

One little monkey...

ALICE: Please!

You should've left me

the f*ck alone!

- [Screams]

- [Screams]

Mama called the doctor

and the doctor said

[g*nsh*t]

No more...

...monkeys jumping

on the bed

[Dramatic music plays]

[Groans]

You don't have to be

scared no more.

- ALICE: [Screams]

- [Grunts]

Run! Run!

[Dramatic music plays]

Show me... Show me your face!

[Both grunting, screaming]

[Crying]

[Hyperventilating]

[Somber music plays]

[Dramatic music plays]
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