Last Stop in Yuma County, The (2023)

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[ominous music playing]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music playing]

[tires screech]

[shuts engine off]

[increasingly

suspenseful music playing]

[door creaking]

[footsteps]

- Morning.

- Morning.

Guess you want to fill up, huh?

Yeah, I was hoping to.

[attendant sighs]

Sorry, but our

gas pumps are dry.

Waiting on the fuel

truck to show up.

I'm almost empty. Is there

another gas station around here?

Not for another a 100 miles.

Damn.

You're welcome to wait

at the diner right next door.

When the fuel truck

shows up I'll come get you.

That's okay. I'll

just wait in my car.

[low-key piano and

violin music playing]

- Have a good day.

- You, too.

- Don't work too hard.

- You stay safe.

- Love you.

- Love you.

[engine ignites]

[sighs]

[radio static]

[announcer] ... police

reporting that two men got away

with an estimated $700,000

from the Buckeye Western

Fidelity Bank of Arizona.

A witness spotted a green Pinto

with a damaged rear

end fleeing the bank

at approximately

6:20 a.m. this morning.

[ radio static]

["Love is Blue"

playing on radio]

["Love is Blue"

playing on radio]

[motor still running]

["Love is Blue"

playing on radio]

[turns off music]

[birds chirping]

[bells on door jingle]

[door creaks]

Hello?

[fan whirring]

[coffee dripping]

- [door opening]

- [mop wheeled into diner]

- Morning.

- Morning.

- How we doing?

- Doing fine.

- Take a seat wherever you like.

- Thanks.

Can I get you going

with some coffee?

Yeah, that'd be great.

- Cream?

- Uh, no, thank you.

Did you hear about what's

going on in the gas station?

- What's that?

- Pumps are dry.

Says he's waiting for

a fuel truck to show up?

I hope you're not in a

hurry to be somewhere.

Actually, I am.

It's my daughter's

birthday tomorrow

and I get to spend

today with her.

Oh, well, I hope that

truck gets here soon.

Me, too.

Where's your daughter?

She's in Carlsbad with

her mom and her stepdad.

Carlsbad. I don't

know where that is.

It's in California. It's

like four hours from here.

Beautiful. Flowers

everywhere. Beaches.

Pretty much the exact

opposite where I'm coming from.

Sounds lovely.

It is.

What's in the case?

State-of-the-art cutlery.

- You're a knife salesman.

- I am.

Figure why not

try and make a sale

while I'm waiting.

I'm not in the market

for new knives.

Nobody is.

Tell you what. I'll

finish my coffee.

I'll do my whole

kit and caboodle.

And maybe you'll let

me change your mind.

Yeah, okay.

Okay.

You wanna take a look at a menu?

- No, thank you.

- We're famous for our pie.

Yeah, I saw

something about that.

I don't think I've ever

had ru... ru... rub...

Rhubarb.

Yeah, Thank you.

No, it's too early for pie.

Well, maybe take a piece to

go. For your daughter's birthday.

- Oh, okay.

- Great.

[her footsteps to counter]

Where are you coming in from?

Oh, all over. How about you?

I'm from right here.

- What's your daughter's name?

- Sarah.

S-A-R-A?

S-A-R-A-H. You got a

newspaper back there?

- Sure. It's yesterday's though.

- That's fine.

Mm. Thank you. Oh, that's great.

Hope she likes it.

You have kids?

Nope. My husband and I

weren't blessed with that gift.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be.

Well, if you wanna

use the telephone,

let your daughter know

you might be running late,

it's right over there.

- Okay. Thank you.

- Sure.

[suspenseful music playing]

[turns off engine]

[honks]

Hey, boy. Uh...

These pumps outta gas

so I'm waiting for the

fuel truck to get here.

Should be here any minute.

We really got

somewhere to be, guy.

You ain't got no cans in there?

We got plenty of cans in there,

but we ain't got

nothing to go in them.

You're welcome to go

next door to the diner

and wait till the

fuel truck shows up.

We'll just fill up at

the next stop. Thanks.

Well, unless you got enough

gas to get you a 100 miles.

Unfortunately, you're stuck

here till the truck shows up.

Then I guess we'll

wait at the diner.

[slightly tense music playing]

Man, I'll just

take that shit off.

Naw, don't.

Where are you going?

I'm going in the diner.

I'm gonna get some coffee.

We're staying in the car

till that truck gets here.

- You serious?

- I'm serious.

It's hotter than the

devil's d*ck in this car.

Ain't anybody gonna

recognize us out here.

- You don't know that.

- I know they probably got AC.

This might be the last

decent cup of coffee we have

for the next few months.

Man, who knows

what kind of gypsy juice

they got down in Mexico?

Coffee in there is

probably from Mexico.

Bullshit.

We're staying in the car.

Man. Lighten up, would you?

[passenger door slams]

f*ck.

[bangs on hood]

[doorbell jingles]

- Morning. How we doing?

- Oh, howdy.

- You waiting on that fuel truck?

- Yes, ma'am.

Well, sit anywhere you like.

Can I get you some coffee?

Yeah. Two, please.

- Cream?

- [Travis] No, just black.

Son-of-a-bitch,

it's hotter in here.

Oh, thank you, sweetheart.

Hey, you mind doing us a favor

and turning on the

AC or something?

Sorry, but the

AC's on the fritz.

You boys interested

in something to eat?

No. Maybe later. Thanks.

- Okay. Just let me know.

- [Travis] Yeah.

f*cking great. AC's not working.

That g*dd*mn fuel

truck better get here soon.

And if it doesn't?

We'll take that assh*le's car.

He probably doesn't

have any gas either.

Okay, well, then

we'll take hers.

You see more than

one car out there?

Look, man, like the guy said,

"The truck should

be here any minute."

[gloomy music playing]

What you looking at?

Sorry. Didn't

mean to startle you.

Looked like you

were in deep thought.

Something like that.

You wanted to show

me those knives?

Oh, okay.

Well, they sure look pretty.

Great. So these

are Odachi knives.

They're made from the

strongest steel in Japan.

They're just as

sharp and as durable

as any authentic Japanese sword.

The handles are

hand-carved from wood,

um, from a dark wood.

- Mahogany?

- Mahogany... handles. Thank you.

Um, at this point

in the presentation,

I usually have an aluminum

can and then a tomato

to show off how they stay sharp.

That's all right. I can

already tell how sharp they are

just by looking at them.

- Oh.

- You're doing great.

Thanks. Um...

Are you okay?

Are those gentlemen

in the booth...

Are they staring at us?

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Did you...

Did you hear about that

bank robbery this morning?

- In Buckeye?

- Yeah.

Was that you?

Don't look. It's the car.

[tense music playing]

What do you think?

I think they would be the type.

I thought so, too.

- I'll call my husband.

- No, let's give it a second.

We don't want to jump to

conclusions about people.

- You just said it's the car.

- I know what I said...

This is looking suspicious.

Go on with your pitch.

With what?

- Sell me on the knives.

- Oh.

Well I... I can't. I

don't have a tomato.

You can't do it

without a tomato?

No.

[Travis] It's like

getting maced.

You ever been maced?

They start unloading

that shit into your eyes.

It's like f*cking

fire everywhere.

You can't get it out.

And I tell you what you don't

do if you get maced in your eyes,

don't put f*cking water in it

cause I made that

g*dd*mn mistake.

Shh.

The hell are they

doing over there?

I don't know, man, having

a f*cking conversation.

[suspenseful music playing]

[phone rings]

Sheriff's office.

Hey, Virginia,

is Charlie in yet?

He sure is. One sec. Charlie!

Yes, Virginia.

[Virginia] Your wife

is on the telephone.

Be right there.

[music intensifies]

[g*n clicks]

Hang up.

Yeah.

Dammit, she hung up.

Well it took you long

enough to get over here.

Well, what'd she say?

Nothing.

Well, lemme know

if she calls back.

- You don't wanna call her back?

- No.

Probably just

calling about the AC.

Oh.

When are you gonna get

yourself a new phone, Charlie?

- Who were you calling?

- My husband.

[tense music playing]

[tense music playing]

Do you know who we are?

Just two men waiting for gas.

[Beau] I think you

know more than that.

You're the men that robbed

the bank this morning.

Bingo.

Hey, please let her go!

Shut the f*ck up.

[gasping and groaning]

[gasping on floor]

[breathing heavily]

[breathing heavily]

Get up and sit next

to him. Come on.

[whimpering]

[suspenseful music playing]

Keep a lookout.

[sighs]

Put your hands down.

What's in the box?

Cheap kitchen knives.

[Beau] You a knife salesman?

Normally I'd just slit your

throat and steal your car

but fortunately for you,

I figured that fruity

little number outside

doesn't have any gas. Correct?

No, I mean, yeah.

[Beau] Where's your car?

My husband dropped me off.

[Beau] The fat man at the gas

station. Does he have a car?

- He lives here.

- He lives here?

He runs the motel next door

and he stays in

one of the rooms.

[Beau] Huh. And no cook?

Not today.

[Beau] Shit.

I guess we're stuck

here 'til that truck arrives.

[inhales]

Which means you two better pay

close attention to what

I'm about to tell you.

If you try anything stupid,

I'll sh**t you in the face.

Understood?

[ominous cello note]

Good.

So here's what we're gonna do.

You're gonna go about your

day just like any other day.

You're gonna keep

our coffee mugs full

and when we're ready to eat,

you're gonna take our order

with a big, fat, f*cking

smile on your face.

If anybody comes in here,

find out if they got gas.

Got it?

Got it?

[sighs]

Good.

[ominous cello note]

And you're just gonna sit here

in silence and play

with that little puzzle.

- As soon as that truck gets...

- [Travis] We got company.

As soon as that truck gets

here, we'll be on our way.

Now I suggest you

pull yourself together

and get back

behind that counter.

Not a f*cking word.

Good boy.

[tense atmospheric

music playing]

[tense music continues]

[sighs]

- [Charlotte] Hi there.

- Hey, darling.

You folks waiting

on that fuel truck?

Yeah.

Well, take a seat

wherever you like.

Sorry about the heat.

The AC's not working right now.

That's all right. We

can handle the heat.

That's a hell of a grizzly.

Hmm. That's Duke.

My granddad shot him.

He's been here since we opened.

Oh, family establishment?

Yes, sir. My mama

opened the place up in '52.

We're famous for

our rhubarb pie.

Rhubarb?

- That's a vegetable, ain't it?

- It is.

Hmm. No, thank you.

You all right, honey?

- Damnit, Earline.

- Shh!

[Charlotte] Oh, yeah,

it's just allergies is all.

Can I bring you folks

something to drink?

[Robert] Coffee for me.

[Charlotte] Cream?

[Robert] Gosh, no.

[Earline] Just a glass of water.

[Sheriff] Hey, Gavin.

Yup? Oh.

Hey. Hey, Sheriff. I'm

heading in right now.

Is everything okay? Over.

Yeah, we're outta coffee.

Oh, all right. Well,

um, copy that.

Uh, I can pick some up at

the diner on my way over.

Over.

Tell Charlotte she

hung up too soon.

Uh, okay. Uh, so...

Coffee, and tell Charlotte she

hung up too soon. Copy that.

Anything else? Over.

No, that's it.

Okay then. Copy.

I will see you very soon.

With some coffee. Over.

Thanks, Gavin. Over and out.

Man, I thought you were

actually gonna k*ll that lady.

So... what's the plan now?

We wait for that

truck to get here.

Or if somebody

shows up with gas,

we take their car.

Well, either way, we're

stealing someone's car.

'Cause if that assh*le

over there recognized it,

they're sure as shit

gonna recognize it

crossing the border.

[exhales]

Where the hell's

the shitter? Hmm.

Hey.

Yes.

Where's the shitter?

Over at the gas station.

You said the old man

doesn't have a car, right?

Right.

Find out if she's lying.

And check the motel. See

if anyone's staying there.

If you're lying to me,

next time I won't let go.

I'm not lying to you.

[suspenseful music playing]

[suspenseful music on TV]

Hey, hello again.

Hey. Hey, how old's that thing?

I really don't know.

- Can it walk?

- It can walk. Just can't hear.

Huh?

[dog drooling]

[claps then laughs]

If you're coming

about the gas truck,

I still don't have any news.

No, I gotta use the shitter.

Oh, yeah. Right through

that door right there.

Hey, um, you ain't got anyone

staying in that motel, do you?

Nope. But for five bucks

you can have a night.

[laughs] No, thanks.

Uh, that waitress tells

me you ain't got no car.

That right?

Why would she tell you that?

Um... just talking's all.

She'd be right.

What do you do when

you need to get around?

With Betty here, I got

just about all I need.

Right.

- Through here?

- Through there.

[g*nshots on TV]

[g*nsh*t]

You ain't very

good with that thing.

- Yeah, I'd like to see you try.

- Hand it over.

- You ever shot a g*n before?

- Yeah, sort of.

The hell's that

supposed to mean?

You either have or you haven't.

Well, I'm a crack

shot at Boot Hill.

That's not the same

thing. That ain't even close.

[g*nsh*t]

- Goddammit!

- Couldn't be any worse than you.

- You done pissing or what?

- Yeah, I'm done.

[sighs]

You think whoever robbed

that bank this morning

had g*ns on 'em?

Yeah, probably.

I'll tell you what. We

get to my brother's place?

I'm gonna get you

your own shotgun, babe.

You can't miss with a shotgun.

Just like Bonnie and Clyde.

No, like Kit and Holly.

Who the hell is that?

Badlands, baby.

[g*nsh*t]

[twangy country music on radio]

[turns off engine]

[keys clattering]

[door jingle]

[chuckles]

- Oh, hey there, Charlotte.

- Hey, Gavin.

[Charlotte] Where's Charlie?

[Gavin] Oh, he's just being a

big old bum down at the office.

Sent me here to

pick up some coffee

and, um, oh, uh, uh...

Why'd you hang up on him?

Oh. Damn fuel truck is late.

All these folks are

stuck here waiting.

Got busy and had to hang up.

Damn. Damn, damn.

Well, uh, excuse me,

ladies and gentlemen,

I just wanna say sorry

about the holdup, but, um,

but we should have it

cleared up pretty soon.

And, in the meantime,

you are in great hands

with our lovely Charlotte here.

Thank you, officer.

You're very welcome, sir.

Just the two coffees.

Oh, better make it three.

So, where are you

two coming from?

Houston.

Oh, what do you know?

I spent some time

in Texas growing up.

- Where about?

- In, uh, in Waco.

[Earline] Oh, our grandson

just moved to Waco.

Really? Well, it's a...

it's a beautiful little town.

Bunch of damn hippies.

[Gavin laughs]

Yeah, well, uh, what's,

what's he doing out there?

[Earline] Well, he sings and

plays the guitar at a church.

Have you heard of the

Mount Carmel Center?

[Gavin] Yes, I have.

[Earline] Well,

that's where he is.

[Gavin] Your grandson sounds

like a very talented young man.

[Earline] He had

a rough childhood

but I believe he's

on the right path now.

[Gavin] That's good.

[Earline] How bout' you?

How'd you get from

Waco to Arizona?

[Gavin] Oh, well, I've

been all over the place but...

I came out here for the job.

[Robert] You look a little

young to be a police officer.

[Gavin] Well, sir, I can

assure you I've gone through

all the proper

training to be here.

- [Robert] Uh-huh.

- [Earline] Oh, don't mind him.

[Gavin] No, no, it's

all right. I understand.

I know I have a young face.

[Earline] Well,

that's a good thing.

[Gavin] I suppose it

is. Thank you, ma'am.

You two get a chance to

try Charlotte's Rhubarb pie?

[Robert] Officer, do you folks

have an overgrown Rhubarb farm

out here or something?

It makes no damn sense

to me how y'all would put

a vegetable in a pie.

Coffee's ready, Gavin.

- Thanks, Charlotte.

- [phone beeps]

All right, well, it was nice

talking to the both of you.

Take care.

Hey, Charlotte,

can you fill me up?

Charlie gets a special one, huh?

Charlie doesn't like

sugar in his coffee.

Oh, he hates it.

Yeah, Charlie's the

sheriff in this town

and the lucky

son-of-a-bitch who's married

to this pretty lady

right over here.

Is that right?

That's right.

So where are you headed?

[dramatic beat music playing]

[continued suspenseful

music playing]

[blows air]

[Gavin] Well, I'll see

you later, Charlotte.

Nice talking to

you. You drive safe.

[Beau] You too, officer.

[Gavin] Bye-bye.

Shit! Goddammit!

- Oh, goddammit!

- The f*ck, man!

- Ah, shit.

- [phone beeps]

Ow. I don't...

I don't know who's

to blame for this mess.

[Travis] It's not me, man!

[Gavin] You, uh,

you just getting here?

[Travis] No, I've

been here all morning.

All right, well, let's, um...

I guess, we should

head on back inside,

see if Charlotte's

got some towels

to clean this mess up.

Come on.

What happened?

Oh, what's it look like? This

guy crashed right into me.

No way, man!

Apologize to the officer.

- I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

And thank you, Charlotte.

Um, you mind

re-making the coffees?

- Yeah, sure.

- Thanks.

So, you two know each other?

He's my little brother.

Huh? Scottish twins.

[intense, suspenseful

music playing]

[Earline and Robert

speak indistinctly]

Hardly noticed you

sitting over there.

- Me?

- Yeah.

- You had a front row seat.

- [ambient sound]

Got anything to say?

Um...

Um...

Uh, I'm just messing

with you, man.

- [Charlotte] Here you go, Gavin.

- Thanks, Charlotte.

Thank you.

All right, let's try this again.

It was really nice

talking to you, folks.

You take care now.

You wanna get the

door for me? Thanks.

Take care of yourself, now.

- You too.

- Bye-bye, everyone.

[tense music playing]

g*dd*mn, it's hot in here.

[car engine ignites]

- So?

- "So?" So what?

Anyone staying at the motel?

No. There ain't nobody

at the g*dd*mn...

The fat man, does he have a car?

Goddammit, no. He

doesn't have a car. Okay?

The guys going on about

he's got everything he needs

right here or some shit.

He's not the smartest

tool in the shed.

Sharpest.

What?

He ain't the "Sharpest" tool

in the shed. Not "Smartest."

Man. Who gives a f*ck?

[doorbell jingles]

Hey, Vernon.

Hey. You know

what's going on, right?

Yes, I know.

Maybe the truck's here now.

[Vernon] Hey, people!

I just got off the phone with

the company and they said

that the truck got off to

a late start this morning,

but should be here shortly.

Um, if they're not

here within an hour...

Shit.

[Vernon] I'll call 'em again,

tell 'em to send another truck.

- This is ridiculous.

- Take a nap, Robert.

Woah. Ooh!

I see Charlie hasn't

fixed that air conditioner.

No, not yet.

- He ordered the part, though.

- [Vernon sighs]

You want the usual?

Yeah, I gotta get

back to the shop.

- I don't wanna miss this truck.

- You got it.

[suspenseful

bongo music playing]

What are you all dressed up for?

Oh, I'm a salesman.

That right?

What do you sell?

Cutlery. Kitchen knives.

Any good?

They're the best.

Well, best of luck

to you, partner.

[continued tense bongos]

Thanks.

[exhales]

[exhales]

[Virginia] Charlie?

Yes, Virginia. You

don't have to yell.

Sorry. What'd you

get for Charlotte?

- For what?

- Your anniversary.

Well, that ain't till next week.

- 17 beautiful years, right?

- Yep.

Well...

The traditional gift for

17 years is furniture.

Oh, damn.

So what'd you have in mind?

Well, is, uh, is a coffin

considered furniture?

For my mother-in-law, of course.

[Virginia laughs]

You're grim, Charlie.

No, I'm practical, Virginia.

How about an armoire?

[Charlie] Uh, I don't

think she'd fit one of those.

- [Gavin] Morning.

- Oh, hey.

[Gavin] Howdy.

- Thank you.

- There you go.

What you got on

your shirt there?

Well, so I was at the

diner and this big dumbass

wasn't looking

where he was going.

Crashed right into me.

- [Charlie laughs]

- [Gavin] Oh, geez.

Sure, it wasn't you that

was the big dumbass

who wasn't watching

where he was going?

[Virginia laughs]

Well, you know, the other

guy would probably say so,

but he'd be wrong.

- Yeah, okay.

- Yeah.

What's going on over there?

Oh, um, well, got

it right here for you.

So there, uh, right,

so the station ran outta

gas and the fuel truck's late

and the diner's pretty busy.

So I think that that's probably

why she, uh, she hung up.

Glad you got all

that written down.

- Yes. Good note-takin'.

- Thanks.

Thanks for the coffee.

- Uh, hey, Sheriff.

- Yeah.

Is everything all

right with Charlotte?

I think so. Why?

She just didn't

seem, uh, herself.

Oh, yeah. Well, her

momma's not doing so well.

Oh, damn.

Well, I wish I would've

said something now.

Mm. No. It's best

that you didn't.

All right.

Hey, what's a four-letter word

for "Take the money and run?"

Uh... Shoe.

What?

[exhales]

- There you go.

- Thank you.

Charlotte, what happened

to your phone cord?

It got caught on

something the other day

and damn thing just

snapped right in half.

Well, you know, no

one calls me at the shop,

so you can use mine.

Thanks.

I'll just wait until the fuel

company calls you back, okay?

[Vernon] Just snapped, ha?

[Charlotte] It's old.

[car engine roars]

[phone beeps]

["Every Trick in

the Book" on radio]

What you thinking about?

About how that $200 ain't

gonna last us much longer.

Ever consider getting a job?

Nope.

Now, hear me out.

Why do you think almost

all bank robbers get caught?

Why?

Cause somebody always

sees em' leaving the scene.

What if you never left?

What do you mean?

So imagine an apartment complex

located above a jewelry store.

- That exists, right?

- Sure.

So we don't break

into the jewelry store.

We break into the apartment

right above the jewelry store.

Cut a hole in the

floor. Bam. We're in.

Nobody sees us

go in or come out.

- That's... that's genius, baby.

- I know.

How the hell do you get back up?

- Well, they just used rope.

- Who's "They?"

In the movie, they used a rope

to get back up to the apartment.

[smack on his arm]

You didn't come up with shit.

You're just spouting lines

from some dumb movie.

It's not a dumb movie.

Miles, do you realize the

kinds of tools you would need

to cut a g*dd*mn hole

in an apartment floor?

- It ain't impossible.

- No, you're impossible.

- [Sybil] What are you doing?

- [Miles] We need gas.

[turns off engine]

Honk for service, Miles.

What the hell?

That's a green Pinto

right there, ain't it?

[suspenseful music playing]

[car door slams]

- That's the one.

- Damn.

Where the hell is everybody?

Maybe they're

robbing the diner now.

- Where are you going?

- I got an idea.

Oh, Jesus. What

are you going to do?

Oh, what, you gonna

bust open the trunk?

Yes, Sybil.

Stay here and keep

a lookout, okay?

[suspenseful

percussive music playing]

[intensifying music playing]

[trunk creaking]

What the hell is taking so long?

Get down!

What's it look like? It

ain't f*cking opening.

Here, give it here. I'll try.

Get outta here! I told

you to stay over there

and keep a lookout.

I can see just fine right here.

[straining metal]

Goddammit.

Put some g*dd*mn

muscle into it, Miles. Christ.

- [swallowing]

- [sighs]

I gotta get back.

Thanks for the food, Charlotte.

[Charlotte] You bet.

[Vernon heaves]

Damn. They got

rhubarb pie in there.

Stop it, Miles.

Someone's coming.

[Vernon] Hey.

Folks trying to fill up?

Yeah. Uh...

But there ain't nobody

at the gas station.

Sorry about that.

You should've honked.

We outta gas.

I got a bunch of

people in the diner

waiting for the fuel

truck to show up.

[exhales]

Where's the next gas station?

Well, this is the

last stop in Yu...

- [Charlotte] Enjoy.

- [Sybil] Thanks.

It's those two

assholes back there.

Well, don't turn.

Goddammit.

How do you know it's them?

Well, who the hell

else would it be?

I don't know. Could

be that old couple.

It'd be a perfect crime.

No one would ever

expect a sweet old couple

to rob a bank. Or maybe...

Maybe it's that

assh*le over there.

He kinda looks like that

crossdresser from Psycho.

Anthony Perkins.

Yeah, he kinda does.

[Robert snoring]

[fan whirring]

[clangy music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[eerie suspenseful

music playing]

- [vehicle motor]

- [vehicle turns off engine]

[continuous suspenseful

music playing]

[doorbell jingles]

[Charlotte] Hi there.

Hey, Charlotte.

It's pretty nice seeing

the place so full.

They'd rather be somewhere else.

The fuel truck never

showed up this morning.

These folks are outta gas.

You know, maybe you'll

make some good tips, huh?

Yeah, maybe.

- Glass of water?

- Oh, yes. Lotta ice.

Hey, what do you

think of the pie?

Not great.

Hey, you got any

biscuits back there?

I made 'em fresh yesterday.

All right. Biscuits

and gravy then.

You got it.

You stuck here, too?

No, I own a spread down the way.

I just come here for the eats

and prettiest

waitress in the county.

- Oh, yeah? What's good here?

- Everything.

She didn't try to sell you

a piece of rhubarb pie?

No, she did not.

[low chuckle]

But I'm not a fan of sweets.

Mmm. You can't go wrong

with biscuits and gravy.

Well, all right.

Biscuits and gravy it is.

I hope you got enough

gas to get home.

Yeah. No, I filled up yesterday.

Smart man.

[coin dropping down]

[Roy Orbison, "Cry" playing]

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playing continues]

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playing continues]

[Roy Orbison, "Cry"

playing continues]

[Roy Orbison, "Cry"

playing continues]

[Roy Orbison, "Cry"

playing continues]

[Roy Orbison, "Cry"

playing continues]

[Roy Orbison, "Cry"

playing continues]

[Roy Orbison, "Cry"

playing continues]

Listen up!

Everyone put their hands

up and do exactly as I say.

I'm gonna need the

keys to that truck of yours.

And just in case you're thinking

of doing something foolish.

We're taking this

little lady with us.

I'll give you my keys.

Just let her go first.

[Beau] I'm calling

the sh*ts here, Chief.

Watch yourself, White Eyes.

Whoa, what the f*ck

you doing, old man?

sh**t him, Robert!

[Robert] Hold

your horses, honey.

[Earline] You

sh**t him or I will!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Let her go, or we start

sh**ting at your friend there.

[Travis] f*ck you, man!

[Beau] Okay, everyone

just calm down.

What are you doing, boy?

Yeah, Miles. What

the hell are you doing?

Jesus Christ! Does

everybody have a f*cking g*n?

I know about you two.

And I want some of that money,

so I'm gonna help you out, okay?

Sounds like a fair deal to me.

[Travis] Yeah, whatever.

Just sh**t that m*therf*cker!

Listen. There's a way out of

this where no one gets hurt.

Oh, yeah. What's that?

I give you my

keys. You let her go.

Me and this gentleman

here won't sh**t.

Ain't that right, partner?

That sounds like

a beautiful plan,

but it... it's very unlikely.

[Miles] Yeah. Sounds wonderful.

Except for the part where I

don't get my f*cking money!

I don't know anything about

the money you're talking about.

That's up to those

men back there.

You can walk outta

here with them.

Settle it amongst

yourselves. Out there.

Once Charlotte is free.

My ass. We ain't

giving you shit.

[dramatic music playing]

[Travis] Fine! We'll

give you some money!

Just stop pointing

the f*cking g*n at me!

I swear to God,

I will sh**t you if you

don't give me your word.

You have my word.

Now just put the g*n away

or point it back at that assh*le

standing next to you.

Okay. I'm gonna take my

keys out and toss 'em to you.

Wait. Give me the keys.

Bullshit!

[Miles] No. I get the

keys. I walk outta here first.

You let her go and

we meet outside.

You m*therf*cker.

Do it already, darling.

[groans]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nshots]

[Travis whimpers]

Holy shit.

[Travis laughing nervously]

- You okay, man?

- [phone beeps]

Where's that girl?

[g*nsh*t]

Come out with your

hands up, goddammit!

Okay. Okay. I'm over here.

I see you under that

booth you little fucker!

You stay right there.

I'm not moving. I'm not moving.

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

[Vernon screams]

- [g*nsh*t]

- [g*nsh*t]

[groaning]

Sweet Jesus.

[whimpers]

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Put that knife down. That

money's mine assh*le.

That's fine. I don't

want the money.

Oh, it's okay.

Shut the f*ck up!

You call this okay?

No, you're right,

you're right. Sorry.

What do I do now?

You, you call the police.

No, you idiot.

Nobody's calling the

g*dd*mn police, okay?

I told you, I'm

taking that money.

Yeah, take the

money. That's fine.

- You're taking the money.

- I just said that.

Are you f*cking

stupid or something?

Listen, you don't want

to do this. Trust me.

Yes, I do. I just

need to make sure

you ain't gonna tell

the police about me.

I'm not gonna tell

anyone. I swear.

And I'm just supposed

to believe you?

Yeah.

Jesus. I just

can't take that risk.

[g*nsh*t]

Ah, oh!

Shit. Shit.

[AC blowing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Beau breathing with difficulty]

[breathes heavily]

[Beau breathing with difficulty]

[anguished sigh]

[sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[door closes]

[keypad beeping]

[suspenseful music playing]

- [door opening]

- [door closing]

[intense music playing]

[coughs]

Oh, shit!

[intense music playing]

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

[sighs]

It's busy.

[line disconnects]

- Try calling Vernon.

- All right.

[pushing buttons on phone]

It's ringing.

[phone line ringing]

[phone line ringing]

He ain't picking up.

Damn.

Let's go, Gavin.

It's still ringing.

Hang up. Call the diner back.

Let me know if

you hear anything.

- All right.

- [line disconnects]

Are you driving or riding?

[suspenseful music playing]

[honk]

[car door opening]

[David] Wait here.

[doorbell jingles]

[David] What the f*ck?

f*cking Jesus. f*ck!

Oh, my God.

David, what's wrong?

What happened?

No, don't. Stay in the

car. Stay in the car.

[David] There's a...

I need to find a phone

and call the police.

What?

No. Hey, hey, hey!

No, I can explain.

I can explain what happened.

You stay back!

No, I had nothing to do

with what happened in there!

What the hell is going on?

There's a g*dd*mn

m*ssacre in that diner.

But I had nothing to

do with it, I promise!

I don't care. I don't care.

You stay right there

until the police get here.

Do you understand?

[David] Just please

stay in the car, all right?

- [Sarah] Okay.

- [David] Okay.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God.

- I'm not the bad guy.

- Okay.

What do you want?

Nobody can know I was here.

Yeah. Okay. Yes.

Yeah. Okay, fine.

- [David] We won't tell anyone.

- [Sarah] No, no.

- [cocks g*n]

- Right? We won't tell anyone.

Oh, God. Please.

Jesus Christ. I love you, Sarah.

- [Sarah] I love you.

- What?

What?

Your name is Sarah?

Yes.

What's, what's your name?

- Shut up.

- I'm sorry.

Okay. Okay.

I'll give you $10,000

if you never mention

me to anybody.

- Are you serious?

- I am.

I'm gonna give you the money.

You drive as far as you can

with whatever gas you got.

You were never here, okay?

- Okay. Okay.

- Fine.

- Okay?

- [David] Yeah, sure.

Okay.

Don't.

It's the money from

the bank robbery.

Yeah, but that wasn't me.

Why is it in your car?

I... that's not important.

We can't take this money.

We can't get involved in this.

No, you have to take the money.

That's the only

way I can trust you.

No, you can trust...

You can trust us.

You can. Right, right, honey?

You can... Trust me. Please.

We won't say anything.

- [Sarah] Oh God. Oh God.

- [David] It's okay.

[Sarah hyperventilating]

All right. Shut up!

All right. I did rob that bank.

And I shot everybody

in that diner, okay?

I am an incredibly

dangerous person right now.

I tried to make a deal with you,

and you wouldn't

f*cking listen to me!

So now, the

deal's off the table.

I want both of your IDs,

and if I find out even

ten years from now,

you talked to the

f*cking cops about me,

I'm gonna hunt you down

and I'm gonna sh**t you both

in the f*cking mouth!

Got it?

[g*n clicks]

Ah!

Hold on. Stay right there.

- Fucker!

- No! No!

[g*n goes off]

- [body hitting ground]

- [David gasps]

[men grunt, punch]

No, no, no!

[g*n goes off]

- [head butt]

- [David moans]

- [g*n clicks]

- [g*n smack on face]

[painful grunt]

- [crowbar hits]

- [David grunts]

[baby crying in car]

[baby continues to cry]

["Midnight Train

to Georgia" playing]

[music continues]

[music continues]

["Midnight Train to

Georgia" on radio]

- [radio] He's leaving...

- Leaving...

[switches off radio]

All right, Sheriff, I gotta

ask you something.

Sure.

How come you don't ever

say over to me on the radio?

The hell are you talking about?

I'm talking about,

"Hey, Gavin, could you pick

me up some coffees? Over."

Or, "Hey, Gavin, I

just wanted to tell you

that you're doing a

really good job today.

Over and out."

Tell you what.

As Sheriff of this town,

I'm gonna make a new rule

that you don't have to say over

after every g*dd*mn

sentence on the radio.

I'll know when

you're done speaking

and it's my turn to talk.

Well, I'll be honest with you.

I'm not too thrilled

about the new rule.

Well, get used to it.

- Over and out.

- All right.

Oh, Sheriff, what

the hell is that?

[car skids to a stop]

Wait, wait. Hold on a minute.

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

[phone beeps]

[sobs]

Wake up, baby.

[whimpers]

Sorry.

I'm so sorry.

[cries]

[sobs]

Sheriff?

Um, Sheriff?

Was that green

Pinto here earlier?

I don't know. Why?

Was the g*dd*mn car here or not?

I don't know. Maybe.

Why are you asking me?

That's the car from the

bank robbery this morning.

Oh, shit.

Clear the back. Check

if there's any survivors.

Okay.

Hello?

f*ck.

Hey, Sheriff, I think

everybody in there is dead.

Find the keys to this Pinto.

Keys to the Pinto.

Okay. All right.

You just stay there, and I'm

gonna find the keys, okay?

[suspenseful music playing]

You're all right.

Hey, sweet baby.

Hey, sweet baby. Come here.

[baby cries]

You're all right. Shh. Shh.

Hey, Sheriff, I got some keys

but I don't know which ones...

Oh, my God.

- Is it all right?

- Give me the keys.

Okay. Okay.

Oh, it's okay. I got you.

What are you

looking for, Sheriff?

- The money, Gavin.

- Ah, shit.

Somebody else was here.

[Gavin] What makes you say that?

The trail of gasoline

right in front of me.

Oh, goddammit. Right.

Yeah, there was this, um...

Oh, it was a crappy yellow

car that was here earlier.

Yeah, I saw it this morning.

When I was

letting Charlotte off.

- Okay. Did you see the driver?

- Yeah, I did.

Well...

Stay here with the baby

and I'll call for backup.

Wait, wait, what...

Sheriff, just wait a second!

I gotta go, Gavin!

[cheap car engine]

[engine starts to sputter]

No!

No! No, no, no, no, no, no!

f*ck. f*ck.

[engine sputters to stop]

f*ck! f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!

f*ck!

[banging on trunk]

Okay. Okay.

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Hey, buddy! Hey, buddy!

f*ck.

[ominous music playing]

[faint siren in distance]

[siren getting louder]

- [siren winds down]

- [car engine stops]

[suspenseful music playing]

[trunk opening]

[tense music playing]

[tense music playing]

[heavy drumbeat]

Come out from behind

there! Right f*cking now!

- Do you hear me?

- Yeah, I can hear you!

I'm just thinking

you're gonna sh**t me

before I can explain myself!

So explain!

So, yeah, so those bank

robbers from Buckeye,

they showed up

and they had g*ns.

And they held everybody hostage!

Everybody had g*ns! I

had to hide under a booth!

And then I found the money.

I shouldn't have taken it.

- I can see that now.

- [phone beeps]

I should've waited. I

should've called the police.

So you're the only one

that came outta there alive

and you expect me to believe

that you're f*cking innocent?

Yes!

So what about your

knife in that girl's chest?

Or the f*cking baby

you left in the car?

What about that?

You f*cking k*lled my wife!

She loved me!

[g*nshots]

f*ck you!

[explodes]

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