(dramatic music)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(mellow music)
- We're almost there, baby.
Thank you for being such a good travel partner.
- [Reporter] Police are warning citizens
of a new psychotropic drug
causing adverse effects, including paranoia.
- I feel ya, little girl.
Could sure use some of that myself.
(upbeat music)
Just no need for a wishlist
If you just sign here
If you just sign here (Valerie sighs)
- Too late to turn back now.
Never thought I'd be moving to Vegas.
(Valerie sighs)
(upbeat music continues)
I just want your, I just want your
I just want your
I just want your
Your soul
- Mom, why are we stopping?
Are we here?
Is this our new house?
- Yes, Anna to, uh, all of that.
- [Anna] I have to use the restroom.
- Okay, baby, just, um, just hold on a second.
I'm gonna check it out, all right?
- [Anna] 'Kay.
(seatbelt clicking) (car beeping)
(door clattering)
(latch clicking)
(Valerie sighs)
(door clattering)
(gentle music)
- Hello, is anybody here?
(switch clicking)
(key clanking)
(Valerie sighs)
(Valerie exhales)
(gentle music continues)
Yeah, we're gonna have to redecorate this place.
Sorry, mom.
(pensive music)
(footsteps plodding)
(switch clicking)
(hands thudding)
Yes, I know I'm a day early,
but almost nothing is ready here.
I need to get clothes for my
daughter, sheets for the bed.
Yes, it makes sense that they work in the evening,
but it's 1600 now.
When were they planning on starting?
(Valerie sighs)
Yes, please, I just need a few things tonight,
and the rest can wait till tomorrow.
Thank you.
(gentle music)
(Valerie sighs)
(phone clanking)
(Valerie sighs)
(footsteps plodding)
- [Anna] Hey, mom, do we have any more water?
- (sighs) No, sweetie.
I'm gonna go to the store as
soon as the movers get here.
Hey, you know what?
Take us away some cups.
I'll get you some tap water, okay?
- Okay.
(cups thudding)
(water sloshing)
(doorbell ringing) (cup clattering)
Mom, are you okay?
- I'm fine, honey.
I'm just really tired.
Um, hang tight.
I'm sure it's just the movers.
I'll get it. - 'Kay.
(latch clicking)
- Hi, um, so I'm Jimmy, Jimmy Fitzgerald.
I live just down the street.
I, I heard that you guys or that
some people were moving in,
and I thought there were some
things you could probably use
while you get settled in.
- (laughs) Wow, that's very generous of you, Jimmy.
But we couldn't possibly accept.
- [Jimmy] Really, it's nothing.
(water sputtering) (Jimmy laughing)
- I'm sorry. - It's okay.
- This really hurts. - Uh, tap water?
- Uh-huh.
- Yeah, no, you can't drink that here.
- Mm, yeah, much better. - Yeah.
- Um. - Uh.
- These, oh, okay. - Here.
- Uh. (laughs) - Lemme just.
- Oh, oop. (laughs)
- You got it? - Yep, got it, yeah.
- Got it? - Yeah, got it.
(water sloshing)
(bag rustling)
Can I invite you in?
- You know what? Another time.
I'm sure that you've got a lot going on.
- Okay, uh, thank you for this.
Uh, it's very nice, nice of you. (laughs)
- There's no need to thank me.
We're neighbors.
(footsteps plodding)
(pensive music)
(door clattering)
(feet shuffling)
- This one?
- Nope. (sighs)
(mover sighing)
- Ma'am, this box is labeled Dr. Kazlow, personal.
- You can just put that one aside.
We don't need it anymore.
(Valerie sighs)
I thought I had asked them to mark the boxes
to put in the front of the van. (laughs)
(clicks tongue) Guess not.
- I think I found 'em.
This one says Anna's clothes.
Looks like it might be a couple of boxes, actually.
- Great, right this way.
(engine humming)
(doorbell ringing)
Anna, don't go to the door.
I'll be right down, okay?
- Okay.
(footsteps plodding)
(Valerie sighs)
(latch clicking)
- Hi, Jimmy.
- Hi.
Um, look, I don't mean to bother,
but I noticed that your
garage door is open, lights off.
In this neighborhood, you really, you just,
you can't leave it unlocked.
(Valerie laughs)
- Thank you.
It's, uh, it's been a hell of a day.
- Yeah, oh, no, I'm sure it has,
and look, I don't mean to bother.
It's... Oh, no, no, no.
I'm sorry.
I don't, I don't mean you,
just the garage and everything.
Um, no, you have been nothing less than wonderful.
- Oh, well, is there anything else I can do to help?
(Valerie sighs)
- Do you by, by chance have more water? (laughs)
Sorry, I just didn't make it to the store.
- Oh, oh, no, I get it.
Trust me.
Um, yeah, just gimme a couple minutes?
- Take your time. (laughs)
- Cool. - Thanks.
(door clattering)
(latch clicking)
(doorbell ringing)
(latch clicking)
Hey, oh, uh, you didn't have to bring an entire case.
- Trust me, this is nothing.
I keep lots of this around.
- Uh. - Um, where to?
- Oh, that counter's fine.
Based on that tap water today. (laughs)
- (laughs) Yeah, I, uh, I keep intending
to install a filter.
(Valerie laughs)
- Imagine.
Um, did you wanna take a seat?
- No, no, thank you.
I'm, I won't be staying.
- Oh, um, Anna, would you like to say hi to Mr.,
he's our new neighbor.
Say hi to Mr. Fitzgerald.
- Nice to meet you, Mr. Fitzgerald.
- [Jimmy] Likewise, Anna.
- So you must have known my parents.
- Um. (pensive music continues)
- Uh, they were your old neighbors.
They used to live here.
They own this house.
- Oh, okay.
Um, so I just moved in a couple months ago.
- Oh, uh... I mean, just, like, from across town.
I, I've been in Vegas 10 years.
- Oh, oh, well, cool.
Then I know who to hit up for advice. (laughs)
- Absolutely.
So what brings you to Vegas?
- You know, can we talk about that another time? (laughs)
- [Jimmy] Yeah.
All right, well, (clears throat) is there
anything else you need?
Uh. - Nope.
- Seriously, I'm here to help if you need anything.
- You know, at this point,
I think we just need some rest right now.
- Okay, that's my cue.
I'll leave you ladies to your rest.
- Hey, Jimmy, thanks, really. (laughs)
- It's nothing.
(door clattering)
Look, just remember the two rules.
Don't drink the tap water.
Lock the garage door.
- Yeah, water, door, got it.
- All right, have a good night.
- You, too.
(door clattering)
Want water?
- Sure.
(gentle music)
(pensive music)
(footsteps plodding)
(pensive music continues)
(key jangling)
(door squeaking)
(key clanking)
(door clattering)
(AC humming)
(items clattering)
- [Brad] What time is it?
- 7:30.
- [Brad] I don't want you working so late.
It's not like you make any real money anyways.
- Well, I like to buy things,
and unless you're going to give me money,
then I have to keep working.
(Brad laughs)
(bedding rustling)
(pensive music)
(AC humming)
(bedding rustling)
(hand thudding)
(footsteps plodding) (pensive music)
- Hey, uh, oh. (laughs)
Uh, Friday at 7:00, homemade Italian dinner on me.
And by homemade I mean a
jar of meat sauce and spaghetti.
Third guest is a bit of a picky eater.
- Um, yeah, yeah, that's, um, sounds great.
Uh, uh, can I bring a bottle of wine?
- Uh, well, you can bring two if you'd like.
- That's a good idea.
I won't be late.
- Great. (laughs)
(latch clicking)
Good night.
(latch clicking)
(Valerie exhales)
(pensive music)
- Well, that was delicious.
Thank you.
- [Valerie] My pleasure.
(utensil clinking)
- Mom, can I be excused?
- [Valerie] Yes, you may.
It's about time for you to get ready for bed anyway.
- Goodnight.
- Anna, is that how we behave?
(Anna sighs)
- Thank you for helping us this week, Mr. Fitzgerald.
Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
- Love you, mom.
Goodnight.
- Goodnight, angel, I love you.
Sorry, I think she's just really tired.
- Is it okay that I'm here?
I mean, I know that this is, like, a lot.
- Uh, no.
It's fine.
It, just got some adjusting to do
and, uh, starting over with a whole new life. (laughs)
- Well, I, for one, am very glad to have you as a neighbor.
(glasses clinking)
Anna, too.
(pensive music continues)
- Remember I told you, uh, I'd tell you the story
of why we got to Vegas? (laughs)
Well, my husband was m*rder*d
by the girl he was cheating on me with. (laughs)
- sh*t.
- Yeah.
And, uh, my mom's dead.
My dad's in a nursing home.
This is their house.
And I thought it would be
the best place to bring my daughter.
- You don't have to tell me all this right now.
- No, no, no, no, no, it's not like that.
It's, it's fine.
I mean, I'm gonna have to face this eventually.
My husband was cheating on me with a younger woman,
practically a teenager. (laughs)
You know, I don't even know
what makes me angrier about this.
I loved him.
I gave him everything and to have him m*rder*d,
and she's out there just tramping around.
They haven't even caught her yet.
And here I am with Anna.
She's just, everything balled up inside.
And I don't even know what to tell her
and how to explain this to her.
And then I'm down here, and I'm just hanging out-
and... Stop, stop, stop, stop.
(Valerie laughs)
You're gonna drive yourself crazy.
- [Valerie] Yeah.
- [Jimmy] All right, I'm gonna clear this.
- No, please, let me. (chair creaking)
- [Jimmy] What can I get you?
- Well, you could start by opening that second bottle
of wine unless you get anything stronger.
(footsteps plodding) (pensive music continues)
(mellow music)
(door clattering)
(suspenseful music)
(Valerie sighing)
(footsteps plodding)
Anna.
Anna, are you here?
(Valerie gasping)
(footsteps plodding)
(door slamming)
(crickets chirping)
No, no.
(items clattering)
No.
(Valerie sobbing)
Enough already. (sobbing)
Oh, big time.
(Valerie sobbing) (dramatic music)
- [Anna] Mommy?
Mommy, are you okay?
Mommy, what's wrong?
- Hi, baby, nothing.
Um, mommy's just upset
'cause she left the garage door open this morning.
Some people came in, and they took our stuff.
It's okay.
It's, come here, it's okay.
It's mama's fault.
It's fine.
It was just an accident.
- [Anna] Don't worry, okay?
- Okay, it's okay.
We'll be okay.
- Love you. - I love you, baby.
(Valerie sobbing)
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
(Valerie exhales) (dramatic music continues)
(brooding music)
(box clattering)
- Dude, where the hell'd you get this?
- Don't worry about it.
- Wait, did you steal this stuff?
- I said don't f*cking worry about it.
(brooding music continues)
- Oh, hey, where'd this key go to?
(tape rasping)
Of course.
(key clanking)
(items clattering)
It's laminated.
(Hunter sighing) (paper rustling)
(brooding music continues)
- So this is some kinda drug information right here,
uses, side effects, personal notes, benefits. (laughs)
So this jar right here contains
enough for about 200 doses.
We can start selling this right now,
then use this information to sell more.
We're gonna get rich, boys.
- No way, I'm not pushing drugs,
especially when we don't know
what this sh*t's gonna do to people.
- Dude, I am in.
- Stuart, you're gonna end up in jail or dead.
And Brad, this isn't like
selling weed to high school kids.
We dunno what this sh*t's gonna do to people.
- Everything about it is in these papers right here.
And it's developed by a doctor.
So it's not like some "Breaking Bad" sh*t.
This is some pharmaceutical sh*t.
- (laughs) Oh, what is that, a medical term?
- I don't care if you're in or out,
but you keep your f*cking mouth shut, all right?
- f*ck this.
- Dude. (door squeaking)
(Stuart sighs)
Don't even worry about it, man.
He's just being a p*ssy.
(paper rustling)
Uh, how do, how do you say this word?
- Pharmaceutical.
- And that means?
- [Brad] Don't worry about it.
- (laughing) Okay.
It's like a car, right?
- [Brad] You're f*cking stupid, Stuart.
- I know. (laughs)
Dad dropped me on my head a couple times.
- [Brad] Oh, why do I keep you around?
sh*t.
(pensive music)
(Jimmy sighs)
- I just wish I would've left later.
Maybe I, I'da seen the door open or something.
- No, no, it's not your responsibility.
You know, I don't even care about what they took.
It's just (sighs)
they took a box that belonged to Victor.
- What was in it?
I mean, was there something valuable or?
- I don't even know.
I'll never know. (laughs)
I just had everyone just pack things up,
friends, movers come and pack everything up
and ship it across country.
Just, just needed to get Anna out of there.
And, (sighs) you know, I feel like such an idiot
for even caring about his stuff.
I mean, the man was cheating on me.
- No, I, I know.
I, I know.
I'm sorry.
I just,
I, I hate that this happened to you.
You've got so much on your plate, and I just wish
that there was something that I could do.
- Mm.
You, Jimmy, you have been
the only (laughs) good thing to come out of this.
You know, I really appreciate you.
(lips smacking)
- Uh.
Are you sure that this is something
that we should be doing?
I mean, right now... No, no.
Not if you don't, if you don't want to.
Sorry, I just, I thought that's
right where this was going.
Anyway.
(pensive music continues)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
(suspenseful music continues)
(gentle music)
(gentle music continues)
(Valerie breathing heavily)
(lips smacking)
(gentle music continues)
(Valerie moaning)
(Valerie continues moaning)
(pensive music)
- So, like, what happens when you do it?
Like, is it dangerous or something?
- What the f*ck do you care, Stuart?
- I just don't want anybody, like, OD'ing
or anything, I mean.
- No one's gonna die, dipshit.
They're just gonna have
the best f*cking trip of their lives.
And then when they want
more, you and I are gonna cash in.
(Stuart laughs)
Gonna get rich, son.
- [Stuart] Hell yeah, man.
Hey, did you talk to Hunter yet?
- I sent him a message about the party earlier.
I, I haven't heard anything back.
So if he doesn't wanna share
in the wealth, then f*ck him.
We just need to make sure
everyone gets to this party.
Are you sure we can use your uncle's place still?
- Oh, yeah, no, totally.
I mean, he's gonna be outta
town, and even if he was there,
he'd just wanna party anyway.
He's cool.
- Awesome.
Let's get the word out, next Friday,
huge Halloween costume
party, food, drinks provided,
and then prizes for the best Halloween costume,
and no f*cking stupid superhero outfits.
You hear me, babe?
- Like, like, there, there's part, there's prices?
- Shut the f*ck up, Stuart.
Just get the people dressed up, right?
We'll see who wants it.
Right, babe?
(item clattering)
What the f*ck is wrong with you?
(door squeaking)
- You're an idiot.
This sh*t is gonna blow up in your face.
Stuart's gonna f*ck up, and you're gonna take the fall.
(Brad laughs)
(fist thudding)
- [Brad] You shut your f*cking mouth.
(dramatic music)
- I just don't want you to get in any trouble.
(paper rustling)
(pensive music)
- What?
- You don't make the rules in this house, Anna.
I do.
- I don't have to listen to you anymore.
All you care about is that creepy neighbor.
- Jimmy has been wonderful to both of us.
- You've been wonderful to Jimmy.
(Valerie scoffs)
- Watch your mouth, young lady.
- Oh, you watch your mouth.
- Anna, you're grounded.
- You're grounded.
All I ever do is go to school.
What, I can't go to school now?
Parents don't ground anymore.
(Anna grunting)
- Hey, Anna.
Anna, don't walk away from me.
Anna.
(Valerie sighs)
sh*t.
(water sloshing)
(Valerie inhaling deeply)
(brooding music)
- You can't give this drug to people.
I, I read the file, too.
It could make people really sick, or they'll die.
It's not safe.
- Damn, stop being such a baby.
Just 'cause you're Mr. Clean, you don't do drugs,
doesn't mean everyone else is a p*ssy like you.
I told you before.
You don't have to get involved,
but you keep your f*cking mouth shut.
(hands thudding)
Do you understand me?
- The f*ck is wrong with you?
(door squeaking)
(latch clicking)
(utensil clinking)
- Sweetheart, please finish your dinner
so that you can get ready for bed.
- I'm not hungry.
- You know what?
This behavior, it's unacceptable.
- Your behavior is unacceptable.
- [Valerie] Stop it.
- You stop it.
- I am serious, Anna Marie.
Stop it right now.
- What are you gonna do, tell Jimmy?
(hands thudding) - Anna.
(footsteps plodding)
(pensive music)
(pensive music continues)
(pensive music continues)
(door clattering)
(Valerie sighs)
Jesus, Jimmy.
- I haven't heard from you in a while.
- Did you just walk into my house?
- Your light was the only one on.
I didn't wanna disturb Anna.
(Valerie sighs)
- Yeah, well, I'm having some trouble with Anna lately.
She's not really adjusting to everything.
- Yeah, well, you coulda just told me that
rather than avoiding me.
(Valerie sighs)
- I know.
I just didn't wanna face it
'cause the truth is I like you.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do about that.
- Well, I will give you your space,
but I want you to know that I like you, too.
By the way, um, I'm letting my nephew throw a party
at my house this Friday.
So I'm gonna be going out of town.
- Okay.
- I was gonna ask you and Anna to go with me.
(pensive music continues)
I, I'm gonna be leaving Thursday night.
I'm going up to Big Bear Lake.
I've got a place up there.
(pensive music continues)
Look, just think about it, okay?
(door squeaking)
(latch clicking)
(Valerie sighs)
(hands thudding)
(brooding music)
(item clanking)
- You sure you don't wanna trip with me?
(Lucy laughs)
- No f*cking way.
- Oh, fine.
(lighter clicking) (brooding music continues)
See?
Nothing to it.
(item clanking)
(brooding music continues)
(brooding music continues)
(brooding music continues) (Brad exhaling)
- Are you okay?
(brooding music continues)
(body thudding)
(Brad gasping and groaning)
(brooding music continues)
(hands thudding)
(Brad gasping and groaning)
You okay?
(Brad gasping)
You okay?
Brad.
(Brad groaning)
- Help.
(body thudding)
(both grunting)
- Stop, stop, just stop, stop.
(Lucy sobbing)
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay. (screaming)
No.
No.
(brooding music)
(brooding music continues)
(brooding music continues)
(disembodied voices whispering)
(water sloshing)
(footsteps plodding)
(wind howling)
- You need to make this quick.
I don't wanna be here.
- I know.
Um, I saw Brad take the drug, and you have to help him.
You have to stop this.
- [Hunter] What, what happened?
- He got crazy.
(dramatic music)
- Oh, my God, Lucy, are you okay?
Did you go to the police?
- He didn't mean to hurt me.
He would never hurt me on purpose.
It was the drug.
- Lucy, listen, you need to go... No, you know what?
You have to stop this.
You have to stop, you have to stop.
(brooding music)
(brooding music continues)
(brooding music continues)
(door clattering)
- I'll grab the amps.
(bags clattering)
- That'll have to do.
We're really late.
I got you.
(brooding music continues)
- Oh. - Oh, come on in.
(partygoers chattering indistinctly)
This guy's, uh, f*ck, you (indistinct)?
(brooding music continues)
Uh, we're gonna have something b*mb a*s.
You can guys help yourself.
Hey, guys, uh, (indistinct) in the house,
so everybody welcome 'em,
give 'em a little bit of applause.
Come on.
(all cheering)
(partygoers chattering indistinctly)
He has to go "Star Wars."
(partygoers chattering indistinctly)
(brooding music continues)
No, man, it looks gross.
I don't want your apple in my crotch.
- [Partygoer] What's happening, dude?
What are you doing?
- Oh, hey, man, what's going on?
Dude, what's up with all these hair noodles?
(plastic rustling)
(dish clanking)
(foil rustling)
Is it like a pie?
- [Brad] One f*cking cookie, man.
- All right, all right.
How many is one?
- [Brad] One, just like that, okay?
(cookie thudding)
(foil rustling)
(partygoers chattering indistinctly)
- [Stuart] Who wants a cookie?
Y'all want a cookie?
Cookie?
- Oh.
- [Stuart] Oh, take two, take two.
- Two? - Yeah.
(Stuart speaking indistinctly)
- Take one.
You gotta take one.
(partygoers chattering indistinctly)
Hey, try some cookies, cookies. (laughs)
- I wanna a cookie.
- [Partygoer] Whoo, trust me, a cookie. (laughs)
Yes. (laughs) - All right.
- [Partygoer] Hey, try some cookies, try some cookies.
- Man, what are these cookies?
- Oh, beast. - I hope so.
- Hey. - Do you know the guy
who was there? - No, not really.
Absolutely.
Did you really switch him to the veggie monster?
- Hmm?
Oh, my God.
- Yeah, how insane is that?
- That's not fair, man.
Now, where are the fat kids supposed to go?
(energetic music)
(energetic music continues) (bottles clattering)
(dish clanking)
- [Partygoer] Really, those cookies are good. (laughs)
(gate clattering)
- Hey, what the hell are you doing here?
- It's a free party, right? (laughs)
I can be here.
- Enjoy.
(energetic music continues)
- What the f*ck is she doing here?
- Maybe she thinks she's gonna get laid.
- Who would want that mess?
- (laughs) Stuart. - Ew.
(both laughing)
- Works for me. - Ew.
- This guy is, like, homeless.
- Do you want go? - Yes.
(footsteps plodding)
(energetic music continues)
(partygoers chattering indistinctly)
(energetic music continues)
(partygoers chattering indistinctly)
(door clattering)
(upbeat music)
- [Partygoer] sh*t, it's hot in here.
Can we open a window?
- [Partygoer] Yeah, am I the only one
who's hot in here or what?
- [Partygoer] Yeah, nah, it's getting hot as hell.
- [Group] Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat,
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat. - Whoo.
- [Partygoer] Oh, sh*t, don't do that, man.
(partygoers laughing)
(upbeat music continues)
- Seriously, though, I'm gonna,
I'm 'bout to m*rder this water by myself.
- All right, but I, uh, all right.
Do you love me to?
- No.
- Do you love me now?
- God. - Feel good tonight.
- Hon, eat this.
Baby, this'll be good for you.
(partygoer groaning)
- And there we go.
(partygoer laughing)
What's that?
(partygoer groaning)
(partygoers chattering indistinctly)
(partygoers laughing)
- [Partygoer] Yo, man, you all right?
You all right?
(upbeat music continues)
- Oh, f*ck it's hot.
(upbeat music continues)
(partygoer screaming)
(curtains rustling)
(Lydia screaming)
- Hunter, what are you doing?
- [Partygoer] God, man, it's hot.
- I didn't mean to scare you.
I'm just looking for a place to hide.
- Well, you did.
Why are you hiding?
(partygoers screaming)
- It would, it would take too long to explain.
Look, I, I better get outta here.
I better go.
- Well, good luck.
People are acting crazy out there,
like they're on some kind of drugs.
- Then it's started.
I couldn't save them.
Like, we need to go.
Uh, we need to get out of here.
Look.
(partygoers groaning)
(hands thudding)
Just hold my hand, okay?
(noises drowning out Hunter speaking)
(upbeat music continues)
Let's go.
(partygoers screaming)
(foot thudding)
(partygoers screaming and groaning)
(upbeat music continues)
(partygoers screaming and groaning)
- [Stuart] Oh, my God, it's hot.
It's hot.
(Stuart screaming)
- [Lydia] That was crazy.
- [Hunter] It's only gonna get worse from here.
(partygoers screaming)
- Will you help me outta here?
- Good idea.
(partygoers screaming and groaning)
Dammit.
- [Lydia] Nothing?
- We're gonna have to take the stairs.
(partygoers screaming and groaning)
(partygoer groaning)
(partygoer choking and groaning)
(upbeat music continues)
- [Lydia] What was that?
- For luck.
(partygoers screaming and groaning)
(partygoers continue screaming and groaning)
(fists thudding)
(dramatic music)
(partygoers continue screaming and groaning)
(partygoer growling)
(energetic rock music)
(partygoers continue screaming and groaning)
(energetic rock music continues)
(partygoers continue screaming and groaning)
I surrounded myself with sorrow
Just to feel better about myself
A shallow hole in the sea of skeletons
Blanketed by darkness
When the demons come calling
I just let them feed
And the screams of dreams
fade into the background
As they slowly die
Pushed aside from the pain inside
And a shameful thing to call life
I drift away in a world of decay
As I swallow a little more
(head thudding) (partygoer screaming)
(body thudding)
(partygoers screaming)
(energetic rock music continues)
(energetic rock music continues)
(partygoer screaming)
- [Hunter] Let's go.
(head thudding) (partygoer screaming)
(footsteps plodding)
(energetic rock music continues)
- Clark County 911 operator, what is your emergency?
- Yes, there's a riot outside of my house.
- What is your address?
- Uh, 1968 Romero Drive.
- [911 Operator] What is your full name?
- Valerie Kazlow.
(energetic rock music continues)
(fist thudding)
No, no, It's all outside.
- Do you know anyone that's involved?
- No, I, I, I don't.
Um, you should really get here.
I mean, this is crazy.
People are being attacked.
- Okay, Valerie, I need you to hold on.
Please don't hang up.
Help is on the way.
(fingers tapping)
(energetic rock music continues)
(g*nsh*t blasting)
I used to stare into the sun
Hoping I could see the light - Wait.
Please don't sh**t us.
We're the ones being attacked.
- [Lydia] Mister, please.
(g*nsh*t blasting)
I'm not a victim I'm not a victim
Of your salvation
I don't need your
I don't need your castration
(g*nshots blasting)
- No, wait.
No, no, no, no, no, no, wait.
Please we have to help my friend, please.
- I'm trying.
- But he's...
(g*n thudding)
- [Adam] I don't have enough b*ll*ts.
Come on.
We gotta get outta here.
(footsteps plodding)
(door clattering)
Of your salvation
I don't need your castration
I'm not a believer, don't want to live forever
(footsteps plodding)
(Valerie sighs)
- Anna, what are you doing?
- Couldn't sleep with all the noise,
so I'm watching a movie, and I got hungry,
so I'm making myself a sandwich.
- What are you watching?
- It's a zombie movie.
- Anna, you're gonna have nightmares if you watch that.
- It's less scary than watching the news.
- Good point.
(lips smacking)
That's good.
You wanna make me one, too?
- [Anna] Sure.
(dishes clanking)
- Thanks.
(brooding music)
(g*n clanking)
- [Lydia] You're gonna be okay.
Okay.
- [Adam] Put him over here, right over here.
All right, we're gonna lay him down.
- Okay. - All right, hold him up.
- Okay, I got him. - You got him?
You got him? - I got him, yeah.
I got him, I got him, okay.
- Right here. - Okay.
- Come on. - Come on.
(Lydia grunting)
- Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
- Come on, hang in there. (hand thudding)
Hey, hang in there.
Come on. - It's okay.
- Your friend's not looking good.
- Hunter.
His name is Hunter.
I'm Lydia.
- I'm Adam.
Lydia, um, it's not looking good.
What the hell is going on out there?
- It was a synthetic drug.
My, my friend was the one giving it out.
- What? - It was... How do you know that?
- [Hunter] It was Brad.
He did it.
- Wait a second.
You're saying somebody did this on purpose?
- He didn't know what he was doing.
- It doesn't matter.
It looks like the g*dd*mn
zombie apocalypse out there.
- Those were high school kids that got drugged.
They're not zombies.
Why were you sh**ting kids?
- They k*lled my husband.
(Adam sighs)
He was just trying to help them.
- Wait, you're g*y?
- Yes, I'm g*y.
Just 'cause I like d*ck does not mean I'm a p*ssy, b*tch.
- Touche.
(pensive music) (siren wailing)
- [Adam] Hey.
- Hey. - Hey, hey.
Do you hear that?
Do you hear that? (siren wailing)
It's the cops.
We've gotta get him outside.
We've gotta get him to a hospital.
- I can't believe this is happening.
- [Hunter] Lydia.
Lydia, you have to tell them, Brad.
They have to find his lab.
Brad Knight.
- That Brad?
- Yeah. - I saw him leaving the party.
I knew him when I was a kid.
He's an as*h*le.
(Hunter groaning)
- Come on, Hunter.
We gotta get you outside.
- [Hunter] I, I, I'm sorry.
- Hunter.
- [Adam] Hey, hang in there.
- Stay with me.
You are going to be okay.
Hunter, I need you to help me.
(siren wailing)
Hunter.
- [Adam] Lydia.
- Hunter, it's okay.
- [Adam] Lydia.
- Hunter, stay with me. - Lydia.
- It's gonna be okay. - Hey.
- You're gonna be okay. - He's gone.
- And you're gonna tell 'em yourself.
- [Adam] He's gone, Lydia.
- It's okay. - Lydia, he's gone.
- He's not.
- You've gotta let him be.
We've gotta go.
(siren wailing)
Come on.
(Lydia sobbing)
Come on.
- [Lydia] Hunter, it's okay.
We're gonna, we're gonna get you help,
and then you can, you can tell 'em yourself.
Hunter.
- Let's go. - No, no, no, he, he's okay.
- We've gotta go. - He's okay, he's okay.
He's okay. - He can't help us.
We've gotta go.
- (sobbing) He's gonna be okay, though.
- He's gone, he's gone.
(Lydia mumbling and sobbing)
He's gone, he's gone.
Come on.
(siren wailing) (brooding music)
(drill whirring)
(foot thudding) (door clattering)
(footsteps plodding)
- [Officer] Clear.
- [Officer Scott] We all clear up here?
(pensive music)
Okay, men, looks like we got here in time.
(switch clicking)
- Officer Scott, check the light on the other side.
- Let's make sure we handle all this stuff
safely and properly.
(Officer Scott sighs)
I'm gonna let the captain know.
(pensive music continues)
Let me know when we find out
where all this stuff came from.
- Yes, sir.
- Be careful.
- Yes, sir.
All right, let's bag up this evidence.
Be careful.
We really need this.
(pensive music continues)
- [Officer] I think we got some good stuff here.
(paper rustling)
(plastic rustling)
(pensive music continues)
- Today, our city mourns the loss of 27 women and men,
many of them still in high school,
at the hands of a devious and cowardly t*rror1st.
But make no mistake,
this city's finest are here to protect you.
With the help of the fine citizens of Las Vegas,
we have stopped this from happening again.
And though we do not have the suspect, Brad Knight,
in custody, we have found his lab, his supplies,
his connections, and we are confident,
we are certain that this is
the last of this nightmare drug.
The last of this drug known
as Drug Z has been confiscated.
We live in a world where
weapons of mass destruction can fit
into a jar this size,
where mass murderers don't always carry g*ns,
and where these senseless acts can be carried out
by exploiting the trust of others.
Today, we stopped one of these t*rrorists,
but we must remain ever vigilant
because they are always just around the corner.
So as we lay those lost to rest over the next few days,
hold your loved ones close
and take solace in the knowledge
that we are standing guard to ensure
that this never happens again.
God bless each and every one of you,
the great city of Las Vegas,
and the United States of America.
- Ton Bosch, Channel 3.
Do we know where this drug came from?
- Unfortunately, at this time,
I can't go into any details,
as this is an ongoing investigation.
- Karen Waters, Channel 7.
Any information on the
whereabouts of this Brad Knight?
- We're following up on each and every lead,
and we're asking members of the public that have
any information to please come forward.
- Nina Collins, Channel 10.
Can you tell us anything at all about what happened?
- Again, I can't comment on any details,
as this is an ongoing investigation.
I do apologize.
I have to leave.
I have to run.
- Come on, Mayor.
Give us some information.
- Sorry, I gotta go.
(reporters speaking indistinctly)
- Mr. Mayor. - Take care.
(doorbell ringing)
(Valerie sighs)
(latch clicking)
- Hey.
- Uh, Ms. Kazlow?
- Yes. - Uh, I'm Detective Harrison.
Uh, I need to ask you a few questions
about a case that I'm working on.
- Is this about the 911 call?
- No, we found some paperwork at a crime scene,
and I think it may be connected to your late husband.
We're trying to figure out
how Brad Knight came into possession of it.
Uh, did your husband ever
mention anyone by that name?
- No, I don't know a Brad Knight,
but we were robbed several days ago,
and some of my husband's things were stolen.
- Hmm, do you have a copy of that incident report?
- Yeah.
- [Det. Harrison] Uh, and do you know, uh, Jimmy Fitzgerald,
lives down the street?
- Yeah, I mean, but I, like, barely know him.
I just moved here.
- Hmm.
- [Valerie] What does he have to do with this?
- Uh, we just need to talk to him.
Uh, could you get that incident report for me?
- Yeah.
(pensive music)
- Cap, yeah, I think I got a possible lead on Brad Knight.
Uh, I'm still looking into Jimmy Fitzgerald.
- Uh, yeah, good on Knight.
Look, uh, try to figure out
how this Jimmy Fitzgerald guy fits in.
We gotta find that guy.
- You got it.
(phone beeps)
- Hey, wanna catch some bad guys, huh?
Yeah?
You're smarter than most of my detectives.
Yeah, you are.
(dog panting)
(paper rustling)
- Look, I don't know exactly what was in the box,
but like I said, it did contain
some of Victor's personal things.
Do you think this Brad Knight guy is a suspect?
- I'm afraid I can't comment on details of that case.
Uh, that's robbery.
I'm homicide.
Well, look, take my card.
If you can think of anything else,
uh, don't be afraid to call, uh,
and/or see, uh, Mr. Fitzgerald.
- Well, did you try him up at his place in Big Bear Lake?
Last I spoke with him, he said he was heading up there,
and that was on Wednesday.
- No, we didn't know he had a place up there.
Are you sure you don't remember anything else?
- No.
Well, (sighs) I know that his
nephew was the one responsible
for that awful party last Friday.
What happened there?
- (laughs) That, we can't comment
on an active investigation.
Uh, but we did know his nephew was involved.
If you can think of anything else, I mean,
don't hesitate to call.
You have my card.
- Hey, detective, (sighs) can you at least just tell me,
is this all connected?
I mean, it's just me and my daughter here.
- We're not sure.
Uh, we will find out soon enough, yeah.
Have a good day, ma'am.
(footsteps plodding)
(Valerie sighs)
(door clattering)
(dramatic music)
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