[creaking]
-It's not anger.
-[Therapist] I agree.
-You do?
-[Therapist] It's rage.
Not everyone operates
the way that you do
when you get frustrated.
They don't punch their bosses.
You're lucky he just fired you.
He could have...
filed charges.
-Well, I mean,
not for nothing.
But the guy yelled at me.
Made me look stupid
in front of my coworkers.
What am I supposed to do?
Just let him disrespect me like
I'm some kind of f*cking p*ssy?
-You could have pulled him aside
and told him
how it made you feel.
-[groans] [laughs]
You don't get it.
-[Therapist]
It's okay to be angry.
But it's what you do
and how you deal with your anger
that gets you into trouble.
You can't react every time
that somebody upsets you.
You need to sit with it.
And then bring it here.
Come on.
Hit the pad.
[clock ticking]
-This is so stupid.
-[Therapist]
If you can't commit to this,
well then I guess
we're just wasting our time.
-[sighs] Fine.
-Now give it a good whack.
[thuds]
What was that?
[subtle tense music]
[thuds]
Again!
Get it out!
[thuds]
That's it!
[thudding]
-[Therapist] Yeah!
-[heavy bag thuds]
[thudding]
[Therapist] Yeah!
[bat clanks on floor]
[tense music]
How do you feel?
-[panting]
Can I take that thing
home with me?
[exhales]
-[Danny] [clears throat] Hey.
You wanna work
a double tomorrow?
Mike's got
a doctor's appointment.
-What is it, his back?
-[Danny] Yeah, his back.
It's always something
with this guy.
Yes or no?
I got to cover his shift.
-Yeah, I'll take it.
-[Danny] Thought so.
Might have doubles
next week too.
-I'll take 'em.
-Perfect.
-Hey, you wanna see something?
-What?
[laughing] You're really
gonna do it, huh?
-I'm gonna take her to Le Dome.
Made the reservation weeks ago.
It's the ranked top
restaurant in the city.
-[Danny] Look at you, big shot.
[laughs] Man, you better keep
running them double shifts
if you're gonna eat
at places like that
and flash some diamond rings.
-I just want it
to be special, you know?
[insects chirping]
-[door latch clicks, squeaks]
-[sighs]
Jesus Christ,
these Bullies suck.
I mean, they got a team batting
average of about a buck-fifty.
They couldn't hit
the broad side of a building
with a friggin' cannonball.
-[Sportscaster on TV]
The Bullies down three--
-Come on!
-Dad.
-[Sportscaster on TV] Wills
has five walks already tonight.
-You know I got
50 bucks bet on this game
and we got a pitcher
with an arm like a T-Rex.
How many guys can you
walk in one game, as*h*le?
-[Nick] Dad.
-[Sportscaster on TV]
Straight down the middle.
-Dad.
-What?
[indistinct announcement on TV]
-I'm gonna ask Mel
to marry me.
-Yeah?
Well, good luck with that.
-[Sportscaster on TV] Fletcher
being very patient here.
-[scoffs]
-[Sportscaster on TV]
The Ducks looking to clinch
a playoff spot.
-[scoffs]
f*ck.
Really?
g*dd*mn, man.
Is that it?
-What do you want from me?
-I don't know, maybe I...
f*ck, I thought maybe
you'd be happy for me.
-I don't know.
-Look, as far as I'm concerned,
marriage is a disappointment.
All right?
Look at your mother.
I mean, she was a bit
of a letdown,
wouldn't you say?
-Mel is not like Mom.
-All right,
then don't screw it up.
-Bills are on the table.
[door latch clicks]
[keys jingling]
[keys clatter on table]
[clattering, clanking]
[bottle cap pops]
[bottle cap clinks]
[Nick groans]
[crowd cheering on TV]
[TV sports commentary]
[gulps]
-[yawn]
-[mug thuds]
-Hi, baby.
-I'm glad you
took my advice to go.
-About what?
-[chuckles] [clears throat]
Therapy?
-Mm. Right.
[sighs] Yeah, I saw
the electric bill.
-Yeah,
it's double this month.
-[Nick] Yeah.
Don't worry about it.
-I'm worried.
-Look, I know this new job
don't pay much,
but we'll be all right.
-Okay.
-Okay.
Don't forget.
Tomorrow night.
Seven p.m.
-[Mel] Le Dome.
-Le Dome.
-[giggles] Can't wait.
[soft, jazz music]
-[Nick] What is --what is that?
Foy--foy grass.
What is that?
- Foie gras.
- Foie gras. Foie gras.
[laughs] What the f*ck is that?
-A goose liver
or a duck, I think.
-Are you serious?
-Mm-hmm.
[chuckles]
-That's disgusting.
Oh my God.
I'm glad I stuck with a steak.
-[Waiter]
Take a good sip there.
-Babe.
-[Waiter] Okay, come on, now.
Yes. That's it.
Mm-hmm.
But in the mouthfeel,
you'll find...
-[laughs]
-See, that's class.
-If that's class then
I guess I don't have any.
-f*ck, I don't.
[chuckles]
-[gulps] Mmm.
So, how do you tell
the difference between good wine
and the cheap stuff anyway?
-Well, cheap stuff
gets you lit.
You know why?
-Why?
-'Cause you can buy
more of it.
-[laughs]
Okay, that makes perfect sense.
-[Nick] Yeah.
-[exhales]
The food is so good.
I mean, everything
is just perfect.
-[Nick] Yeah, it's a--
-[Waiter] Dessert?
-Ah....
-[laughs]
-The pecan pie
or the cheesecake?
-They both sound good, baby.
-You know what?
Never mind.
I--I shouldn't.
-Hey. It's all right.
If--if you want to get
somethin', get somethin'.
Only if you want to.
It's okay.
-It is a special night.
I'll do both.
-And for you?
-Oh, we wanna share.
Thanks.
-[Mel] So, what were you saying?
-Give me a minute.
I'll be right back.
I gonna--
I gotta go
to the bathroom real quick.
Mel, I want you to be my wife.
You're gonna marry me, right?
[chuckles] No, f*ck.
Oh my God.
[exhales] Relax, dude.
Relax, relax.
She's gonna say yes.
She's gonna say yes.
She's gonna say yes.
[box lid snaps]
-[Skinny Waiter] Special night.
A special night
to stuff your fat face.
-What a pig.
-So annoying.
Just eat it, you know?
[scoffs]
-Yeah,
and go back to the farm
while I count my huge tip.
[laughs]
[soft tense music]
-What the f*ck
did you just say?
-I was just joking.
-No, no, no, no.
Say it again.
Call my girl a pig again,
m*therf*cker.
[punch thrown]
[grunts]
[tense music]
-[grunting]
-[straining]
-[Skinny Waiter] Oh, no.
-[straining]
[rapid punches]
[panting]
[rhythmic, tense music]
f*ck.
f*ck!
Oh, sh*t.
[water running]
[ambient music]
-[munching]
-[Moses] Yo!
-[gasps]
-Get up.
-[sighs]
What?
-Haven't had a cellmate
in a while.
We need to talk.
Moses.
-Nick.
-What you in here for?
-I hit a guy.
-You must have f*cked him up
pretty bad.
-Put him in a coma.
-[chuckles] sh*t.
[munching]
-I mean, he's out now.
Thank God.
-[Moses] That's good.
-Mm-hmm.
-You don't want
to carry that around.
-What, guilt?
-No, man.
Anger.
-[chuckles] How the f*ck
do you know that I'm angry?
-That hand
ain't fooling nobody.
-Maybe he deserved it.
-So, you're the righteous one?
-Man, you ask
a lot of f*cking questions.
-Well, we got
a lot of f*cking time.
-Kung fu and meditation?
What, think you're
f*cking Bruce Lee?
-[Moses] Yeah, you got jokes.
I like to read.
Do a lot of meditation.
Like it--clears my mind.
It's like a...
It's like a mental enema.
-Could use
a f*cking mental enema.
-[sniffs]
-What are you doing?
Why-why you covering
your food like that?
-I don't want anyone
to snatch anything off my plate.
-f*ck 'em up.
-And risk getting shanked
because I had to bust
somebody's skull open?
Don't make no sense.
-Okay, zen master.
What're you in here for,
shoplifting?
-I caught a body.
-Bullshit.
-Came home from work one night.
Caught my girl and my homeboy
in bed together.
I was so enraged.
Saw red, grabbed a g*n.
Shot him.
Put one in him
and watched him bleed out.
Thought payback
would make me feel better
and take the pain away.
It just made me feel worse.
I told myself
that I was the victim.
That they did this to me.
They're the reason
I'm locked up.
The hard truth is...
I put myself in here.
Nobody else.
Why are you so angry?
-I don't know.
-Whatever it is,
you need to let that sh*t go.
Or you'll end up
right back in here.
You gonna eat that?
-No.
[buzzing]
[gate motor whirring]
[prison gate thuds closed]
[soft ambient music]
[flies buzzing]
-Well, look what
the cat dragged in.
What'd they do,
let you out early?
-I was scheduled to get out.
-Congratulations.
-Place looks like sh*t.
-Don't they have
a halfway house
or something like that
for people like you?
-Why can't you
ever just like f*cking--
-[Tony] Hey. Your girlfriend,
she got thrown out
of the apartment.
Seems she couldn't afford
to pay the rent
after you went in the slammer,
so... good job.
-You still mad at Mom, huh?
-[Tony] Yeah.
And I see you still need
a nice hug from Daddy, huh?
-You're f*cking miserable, man.
-[Tony] Yeah. It's like looking
in the mirror [indistinct].
Your sh*t's over here
in the corner, by the way.
[plastic bag rustles]
[clanking]
[bottles clanking]
[thuds]
-[Nick] You been working?
-Nah. I'm done with that.
Retired.
-What do you mean?
[box cutter thuds]
-Look at me.
My hands are shaking
worse than ever.
Can't be a locksmith
and have unsteady hands.
-I mean,
you been taking your meds?
-[Tony] The insurance
stopped paying for them, so no.
Look, what the hell's
the difference anyway?
-Right.
I'll be back in a bit.
-[Tony] Where you going?
-I'm gonna go see Mel.
-[laughs] Uh-oh.
The saga begins anew.
[door creaks]
[door shuts]
[birds chirping]
[distant train blaring]
[birds cawing]
[birds chirping]
[keys jingling]
-[sighs]
-Hey!
-[sighs] Here we go.
-Come on, wait up.
-What?
-N-Nothing.
I'm just...
This is where
you're living, huh?
-How did you find me?
-The letter you sent's
got your address on it.
I'm not an idiot.
-I beg to differ.
-Look, can we just talk?
Come on, Mel.
I haven't seen you
in over a year.
Just...
Just give me a minute.
-Look, I got a bag
of your clothes in the closet
that I need to get rid of, so...
-All right,
let's go get 'em.
[door shuts]
[door lock clicks]
-The place is, um...
-It's nice and cozy.
[keys jingling]
-I was gonna say small...
Hey, you got something to drink?
[fridge door rattles]
What the f*ck?
[fridge door rattles]
-What the f*ck is wrong with it?
-[sighs]
My landlord's
getting me a new one.
Well, I wouldn't be in a cozy
apartment with a busted fridge
if it wasn't because of you,
remember?
I had a nice place, a future,
but someone couldn't control
their temper.
-[sighs] Look,
I've had a lot of time to think
over this last year.
Think about us, think about me,
and I want nothing more than...
-[Chester] Hey,
the delivery guys will be here
in about five minutes with...
the new fridge.
Sorry to interrupt.
You must be Nick.
-Do I know you?
-[chuckles]
-[Mel] Uh, this is Chester.
He owns the building.
-Nice to finally meet you.
Mel has said some wonderful
things about you.
-Oh, he's just being nice.
-Got this place
about a year ago.
Still trying to figure it out.
[fridge door clicks]
[sighs happily]
Always be prepared.
All right.
Listen, I am really sorry
about the fridge,
but I did get you some of those
organic vegetables you like.
-How do you know what I like?
-Um--You know, I think
I just made a mental note
the last time I was here
fixing this piece of junk.
I've had to fix it many times.
Mel deserves better,
so I got her a new one.
-How's your daughter?
-Great.
Yeah, she's great.
She's trying to memorize
her multiplication tables,
which I think she has down pat.
-Uh, Chester is a single father
raising his daughter
all on his own.
-[Nick] Wow, great.
And a landlord.
-[Chester chuckles]
-What don't you do?
-[chuckles] Well, yeah,
I do keep busy.
-[Mel laughs]
-Yeah, you know,
for a busy guy,
you seem to find
an awful lot of time
to hang out with my girlfriend.
-Uh, ex.
-Oh.
-Can we talk?
-Oh, okay.
I did interrupt.
Sorry.
Uh, but you need
to come by my place.
I just had some work done,
and you need to meet
my little one.
-Oh.
-You can have
a little one one day.
-Yeah.
-Nick. Hey.
It's good to meet you.
And the delivery
will be here any minute.
You guys can get
the old groceries out.
See you, pal.
-[chuckles] Chester.
-What the f*ck was that?
-Was what?
-[Nick] That guy prancing around
like he f*cking owns the place.
What the f*ck was that?
-[chuckles]
He does own the place.
-I don't like him.
-You're already doing it.
-Doing what?
-Acting like an angry d*ck.
-Okay.
No, I'm not.
All right?
I've changed.
-Have you?
-I have.
Look, I'm concerned.
Why the f*ck does this guy
know so much about you?
-Maybe because my boyfriend,
ex-boyfriend,
has been in prison
for the last year,
and my life went
to sh*t because of it.
I needed someone to talk to,
and he was around
working on the place.
That's it.
Nothing more.
-Okay.
I think we need to fix things.
I need to fix things, all right?
I want us to get back
to how things were
before I left.
-You think
we're gonna pick up things
from where we left them?
-I mean, come on.
Let's do it, me and you.
Come on, Mel.
-[laughs] Sorry.
I'm--I'm not able to do that.
[buzzing]
-Oh. Right on time.
[door creaks]
[Mel] Hi. Come on in.
[clanks, thuds]
-Nothing.
-[Danny] I got nothing.
-Come on, man.
Help me out.
-Look, Nick, I like you,
but when you got arrested,
it put me in a bind.
You were supposed to work
double shifts for two weeks.
I had to get all
those slots covered.
I even had to work
a few of them myself,
and the wife
was not happy about it.
-Okay. Okay.
Listen, I'm on parole,
all right?
All I need is something quick.
-Yeah, that's another thing.
The boss man's
not gonna let me hire
a guy straight out of prison.
-What are you talking about?
I f*cking worked here.
I never had any problems.
-Listen, I'm sorry.
I got nothing for you.
-[Nick] f*ck.
[car whooshes]
[distant phone ringing]
[footsteps approaching]
-See you.
-[Secretary]
Your eleven o'clock is here.
-Nick.
[tense music]
-[whispers] m*therf*cker.
-Small world, huh?
Come on.
Take a seat.
-Thanks.
-[sighs]
-[clears throat]
-Oh, you really did a number
on that guy at Le Dome.
Between you and me,
I would have done
the same thing.
I mean,
hypocritical jerk, right?
Taking orders and talking sh*t.
But, in his defense,
he didn't know
Mel had an eating disorder.
So...
-She told you that?
-[Chester] Oh, yeah.
Yeah. Uh-huh.
Well, not right away.
I mean, we grabbed
a coffee one day,
and when she opened up,
I just listened.
[chuckles] Hold on.
No, it was totally friendly.
Totally friendly.
They were fixing the floors
in her--in her place.
She had to be out
for a couple hours.
I figured it was
the least I could do.
Mostly, we talked about you.
-Yeah.
Oh, I'm sure.
I just...
I just want things
to get back to how they were.
-That's all.
-Yeah, okay.
-So, how do you own a building?
-[Chester] Oh, yeah.
Well, I've been a P.O.
for about ten years now.
I love helping people
get back on their feet.
I don't think
I wanna do it forever.
So, I started saving,
buying buildings,
fixing them up.
I just see bigger things
for myself than just this job.
I want a family.
I want a house in the country.
No worries.
I mean, I'm sure you can relate.
-Don't you have a daughter?
-[Chester] Yes. Jasmine.
I call her Jaz.
She's the best.
-What happened to your wife?
-She passed, Nick.
-Sorry.
-Yeah, thanks.
-How?
-[Nick] You know, things happen.
I see that
this isn't the only time
that you let your anger
get the best of you.
You punched your foreman
in the face two years ago.
Eeh.
-That...
Look, it's not funny, but...
I mean, in my defense,
that guy...
That guy was always on my back.
-Just, I see a pattern here.
You know?
-I f*cked up.
All right?
And I paid for it financially.
I had to take
a job that paid less.
-Hmm. Which put
a strain on you and Mel.
-Yeah.
-[Chester]
You know what I think?
I think that we need to get
your anger issues in check.
-I'm trying.
-Okay.
-Look, man, I'm not looking
to go back to prison.
-Oh, yeah.
No, I don't want that either.
I mean, the re-entry rate
for felons, it's terrible.
So, how's the job hunt going?
-[sighs]
I'm working on it.
-[Chester] Well, it's tough
having a felony on your record,
but you need to get a job
in three weeks.
Those are the rules
of your parole.
I don't make them up,
the judge does,
but I gotta follow them.
So...
-No, I know.
I know. I know.
I'll make it happen.
-[Chester] Look,
you seem like a nice guy
trying to do the right thing.
I'm not really
supposed to do this,
but um...
but I might be able
to set you up with some work.
-No sh*t.
-Yeah, the pay's okay.
But it's a square job
I can sign off on,
get the judge off your back.
You interested in that?
-Yeah.
-Cool. All right.
Go here.
-[Nick clears throat]
-And ask for Bobby.
Okay. There you go.
-Bobby. All right.
Thanks, man.
-You deserve
a second chance, Nick.
Mel does too.
Oh, one more thing.
This is just protocol.
But it's my job to make sure
you toe the line.
You know what to do
with that, right?
Top it up.
If you can.
-[chuckles] Yeah.
All right.
-Good to see you, Nick.
-[Nick] Yeah, you too, man.
Thanks again.
-Yeah.
[melancholic music]
-[Bobby] Shut that door.
Here. Put all your info
on there for me.
-I got the job?
-[Bobby]
Chester says you need a job,
so you got the job.
-It's been a minute
since I swung a hammer, but...
-[Bobby] [laughs] No.
You're not gonna be working
the construction site.
You're gonna be watching it.
I'm hiring you
as a security guard.
-A security guard?
-Night shift.
It's shitty, but it's all I got.
-You're right.
You're right.
Thanks, man.
-Yeah.
Don't mention it.
Just finish filling
that out in there,
and, uh,
start tomorrow night, okay?
-[Mel] Hello?
-I got a job.
-I'm heading to class.
-[Nick]
I want to see you.
-I got to go.
-[Nick] Ah, come on.
Let me see you.
We don't have to talk.
We can just...
stare at each other for a while.
-Okay.
Fine.
-All right.
Our coffee spot.
Eight.
Oh, I see.
Can't believe you brought
your water bottle.
-[laughs] I don't drink coffee
after eight.
You're the only person
I know who does that.
-This is tea.
Hey, remember
when we first started dating?
And, um, you always
had to be up early?
You never invited me upstairs.
-I remember you asking me
if I was studying to be a nun.
And if I had church
in the morning.
Smartass.
-I kept asking.
-And I finally let you up.
[sighs] So, you're
working nights?
-Yeah, I start tomorrow.
-Looks like you got things
in order pretty quick.
-Look, Mel, the only thing
I really want is you.
-You ever consider
what I want for a moment?
I want someone who's supportive.
Who I can count on
when I need to.
I want someone
who doesn't disappear
and leave me stranded, you know.
A partner.
-Look, things are
gonna be different this time.
-Why should I believe you?
-Because you're the best thing
that ever happened to me.
And I don't want
to lose you again.
-Then show me.
[ominous music]
[door thuds]
[keys jingling]
-You're here early.
-Yeah, I figured I'd finally
try and fix this door.
Um...
What are you doing on Sunday?
-[Mel] I'm gonna spend
some time with Nick.
[zipping]
-You two are
gonna get back together.
That's great.
-Hmm. We'll see.
He has a few things to work out
before we go down that road.
-Yeah, like his condition.
-What condition?
-Oh, we call it
intermittent expl*sive disorder.
That's a terrible thing
to deal with.
Especially for the people
around him.
-[chuckles]
Crazy you're his P.O.
-[Chester] It's a small world.
Well, it's...
That's too bad about Sunday.
Throwing a birthday party
for my daughter.
I was hoping you could
finally come by and meet her.
-Mm-hmm.
I have plans with Nick, but I...
Maybe we both can stop by.
-It's an idea.
I just...
I think the department
would think it's inappropriate.
-Well, tell her
I said happy birthday.
-I will do.
I'll see you later.
[unzipping]
-See ya.
[door shuts]
-Okay.
[soft tense music]
[sighs]
[phone ringing]
-Son of a--
Holy f*ck.
Yeah?
-Hey. I need you
to do something for me.
-[Bobby] What is it this time?
-Do I sense an attitude?
-Sorry,
I'm just having a bad day.
-[Chester] Get over it.
Just make sure
Nick works all day Sunday.
-[Bobby] Sunday? No.
He's on the night shift.
I got a day guy.
-Just f*cking do it!
Is that clear, Slim?
-Crystal.
-Okay, then.
-Assholes.
-Yeah.
-[sighs]
[phone ringing]
-[Nick] Hey.
-Nick, it's Bobby.
I need you here this Sunday.
-No, I got plans Sunday.
-[Bobby] Look, I'll make
this as simple as I can be.
Either you're here
or I gotta let you go.
End of story.
[exhales]
-f*ck.
-What the hell's wrong
with you now?
-They need me at work,
but I got plans with Mel.
-So what?
Don't go screwing the job up.
Good job's hard to come by,
especially for an ex-con.
-Con is when you
trick somebody.
-[Tony] Con as in convict.
AKA criminal.
Look it up on your
smart-a*s phone.
-Whatever.
[Nick sighs]
[phone ringing]
-[chuckles] Hello?
-[Nick] Hey.
I didn't think you'd pick up.
-We had a half day at school.
-Look, I got a problem
with Sunday.
-That's okay.
We could do another time.
-I was really
looking forward to it.
-[Mel] No rush.
Besides, now I can go
to Chester's party.
-Party?
What f*cking party?
-[Mel] The one for his daughter?
I hope you're not getting angry
about me attending
a little kid's birthday party,
because if that's the case...
-No. No, no, no, no, no.
I was just upset that we had
to reschedule, that's all.
-[Mel] I can't go
through this again with you.
Either things do a one-eighty
or I have to stop this.
-I'm sorry.
-[Mel] The therapist told me
I need to tell the people
who are around me
how they affect me.
Stop hiding it.
I never talked
about my father abandoning me
and just let it manifest
with an eating disorder.
I can't do that anymore.
I have to express myself.
-I agree.
-[Mel] So does Chester.
-What?
-Chester agrees
with my therapist.
-Hey, Mel, I gotta go.
I'm getting another
call, all right?
[object clatters]
[ominous music]
[thuds]
[heavy distorted guitar music]
[Nick] f*ck!
[trash bin clanking]
[panting]
Hey, Karen.
-[Rick snoring]
-Hey!
-[Bobby] Not this guy.
-[Nick] Why am I here?
-I told you.
I needed someone.
-Rick's here.
You see Rick?
What the f*ck?
-[Bobby]
What do you want from me, man?
I had to give you a f*cking job.
I did.
-What do you mean
you had to give me a job?
-[Bobby] Look, just
mind your f*cking business.
Otherwise,
I'll fire your a*s, all right?
[upbeat music]
[car beeps]
[car door thuds]
[car engine revs]
-There she is.
-[car door thuds]
-[chuckles]
-[Chester] Hey.
-Hey.
-I'm so glad you could make it.
Come on,
the party's in the backyard.
This is Jasmine.
I call her Jaz.
Today is her eighth birthday.
-Hi, Jaz.
I got something for you.
It's a journal.
You can write anything
and everything you want in it.
-Oh. [chuckles]
-Where is everyone?
-Oh, right.
Sorry, I forgot to tell you.
Um, a kid in Jaz's class
came down with a bad flu,
and then a couple
of parents got it.
So, I just figured
it would be best
to keep this a small affair.
-Just us?
-Yeah. Just us.
It's perfect.
Do you want a drink?
-Uh, yeah.
-I guess so.
-Okay. Right over here.
-She hasn't
changed the password.
[tense music]
-[Mel] You having fun?
-[Chester] Oh, she's shy.
She doesn't talk that much.
-Oh.
-Hey, do you want another?
-No. I'm gonna be leaving soon.
-Come on, one more.
Jaz, she loves having you here.
Come on.
-[chuckles]
-[laughs]
-Okay.
[shaker rattles]
-I have to go
to the bathroom.
-Okay. I'll take her.
-Oh, she knows where it is.
Go ahead, honey.
[shaker rattles]
Okay.
This is for you.
-Such a nice little girl.
-Oh, yeah.
She's the apple of my eye.
[chuckles]
[car engine rumbles]
[car idling]
[car engine stops]
[soft tense music]
-[Chester] Right, so I said,
"I need three [indistinct],
not four." [laughs]
I mean, she didn't
understand me, though.
She kept giving me a hard time.
And I was like,
"No, I said four.
I meant four."
You know?
- Anyway, it was crazy.
-[laughing]
-[Chester] [laughs] I mean,
some people just don't--
they just don't get it.
You know what I mean?
-Hey! What the f*ck is going on?
-[Mel] What are you doing?
-What are you doing?
-Oh. We're celebrating
Chester's daughter's birthday.
-Bullshit.
-Um, meet Jaz.
Hey, baby.
[soft tense music]
-Where's everybody else?
-[Mel] Some of the kids
had the flu,
so Chester thought
it would be better
to make it a small affair.
-[Chester] Look, I told Mel
that it would be inappropriate
to invite you here
since I'm your P.O.
All right?
Come on.
Shake it off.
Shake it off.
There's nothing weird
going on here.
Nothing to worry about.
Look, Nick, you need to focus
on getting through parole.
That's it.
-Mel, can I talk to you
-for a second?
-[Mel] No. We're done.
Okay, there's nothing
I have to say to you.
-Okay. Come on.
-You know--
-I know, I know.
But listen,
I'll talk to her for you.
Okay?
Don't make it worse.
[Chester sighs]
-I'm so sorry.
That's unacceptable.
-It's okay.
I mean, we can still celebrate.
-If it's all right,
I'll--I'll like to head out.
-Oh, okay. Um...
yeah, it's just I got
all this cake and food.
Can I send some home with you?
-I can't.
-Come on, I insist.
All right.
How many slices do you want?
I mean, I can give you
half the cake. [chuckles]
Let's start with this.
-[Woman] You're gonna have
the night of your life.
[chuckles] Yeah.
We're just gonna go
right over there.
All right, so you just
pull up over there.
And then we can talk all night.
[giggles] All right.
-Come on.
-[Jaz] Mommy!
-So? How was she?
-She could use
some enthusiasm.
You got somethin' for me?
-Inside.
-Let's go.
[dog barking]
[heavy metal music on speaker]
-[Jamie Lynn] Take a seat.
I'll be right back.
-I'll stand.
I might catch something.
-[Young Addict] Give me some.
-You'll get yours later,
all right?
[snorts]
Oh, I'm sorry.
You got a problem?
-[chuckles]
Easy, tough guy.
Hey, hurry up.
[heavy metal music on speaker]
[objects clattering]
Let's go.
What's this?
-[Jamie Lynn]
The rest is for Carlos.
-f*ck Carlos.
Pay me my money.
Come on.
-Hey, you want me
to fix this guy?
-Why don't you fix
your f*cking habit?
-[Jamie Lynn] Relax, Ronnie.
It's my parole officer.
-Thank you.
-Don't be stupid, okay?
-Well--hey,
what am I supposed
to tell my dealer, huh?
-[Chester] Figure it out.
-[sighs]
[door creaks]
-[sighs]
[ambient music]
[Mel sighs]
[vomiting] [coughing]
[groans]
[water flushes, gurgling]
Oh, God.
[melancholic music]
[bird chirping]
[ominous music]
[birds chirping]
[ominous music]
-Hey, Dad.
I'm gonna take the car
for a bit, all right?
[grunts]
Dad.
[birds chirping]
-Good morning, ladies.
Looking lovely.
[keys jingling]
-This guy doesn't have
a f*cking kid.
[car engine revs]
[distorted guitar, metal music]
[car beeps]
-[Announcer] Country Grammar,
the clear horse to beat here.
But the long shot, Cara Cara,
is getting a lot of action.
She's coming off
a layoff and step--
-Hey.
-Oh, great.
It's f*cking you.
-You dodging me?
-No, I wouldn't do that.
-Yeah, you are.
-Look, man,
I just need more time.
-Uh-huh.
-[Gambler]
I got a tip on this race.
The horse is
a f*cking long shot.
I'm gonna win big,
and then we both get paid.
-All right.
Well, let's watch it.
What horse?
-The seven horse.
The seven horse.
-Lucky number seven.
Okay.
[Announcer on TV]
And they're off.
Country Grammar has come
on through down at the rail
to take the lead as they head
for home three-quarters win.
It won 12 and 1.
It is Country Grammar
on the inside,
Cara Cara on the outside,
and Cara Cara
now takes the lead.
Country Grammar continues
to battle on down at the rail
with a 16 to the finish,
and Country Grammar
has won it.
The [indistinct]
here in Saratoga.
Cara Cara was second.
-Hey, it's close.
-[Gambler] I have a tip
on another race tomorrow,
and it's gonna--
[groans]
[thuds]
[metal music]
[chair thuds]
-[kick thrown]
-[groans]
-[grunts] f*ck.
[straining]
[coughing]
[breathes out heavily]
Okay.
I mean, look at this.
Look what you made me do.
Now you're gonna
pay me my money,
you degenerate piece of sh*t.
I don't care
if you have to steal it
from your dying
f*cking grandmother.
You're gonna pay me.
Okay?
See you next week.
-[strains]
-[groans]
-Okay.
[cheering on TV]
[car rumbling]
-What do you want?
-Just checking on you.
Making sure you're working hard.
-Oh.
[car horn honking]
-sh*t.
-[Mel] Hello.
-Mel.
-[Mel] Yeah.
-What's wrong?
-[Mel] I messed up.
-What do you mean?
-[Mel] I was doing good
for a while.
You came home,
everything got so intense.
I stopped taking care of myself.
I thought we were finally
gonna be happy.
You said things
would be different.
I believed you.
I feel so stupid.
[melancholic music]
-No, I, um...
I've been too selfish
to realize it.
I made this whole thing
about me and what I want.
I point the finger
at everybody else
like I'm the victim,
when really
I'm the one to blame.
And then, I go and I do sh*t
like [indistinct] my dad,
come to your defense.
I tell myself that
I'm doing the right thing,
but really it's just...
so I don't feel guilty.
I'm sorry.
-[sobs] I needed to hear that.
-I'll do anything
I can to make it up to you.
-Um...
there's one thing
you can do for me.
-Name it.
-[Mel] Go to an eating disorder
support meeting.
I hate going
to those things alone.
[sniffles]
I'm just worried
that everyone's gonna judge me.
-Yeah, okay.
-[sniffles]
-[sighs]
[indistinct chatter
and cheering on TV]
-Thanks.
-[groans]
-Doing okay?
[Announcer on TV]
And a strike.
So, this match-up
is the same as last year.
The first round
of the playoffs.
[indistinct]
-I'm not mad at you anymore.
[Announcer on TV]
A two and one pitch,
and that's sent out
to right field.
There is no chance
of catching that.
That was [indistinct]
-Why should I be?
I know what it's like
when someone you love
doesn't want to be with you.
I get that you're angry.
I mean, Mom picked up
and left with some other guy
because we're not good enough
for her anymore.
That sh*t's not on you.
f*ck that, man.
There ain't nothing wrong
with you.
And I understand you.
Because I am you.
-Bullies starting
to play badass,
starting to play
like a team now.
-Maybe we go
to a game sometime.
Like we used to.
-I'd like that.
-I got a couple of numbers.
I'm looking forward
to the next meeting.
-That's good.
That's good.
They're good people.
-You're good people.
-I got a lot to work on.
-Me too.
-I gotta go.
It's getting late.
I'll call you tomorrow,
all right?
-What?
You have church in the morning?
[door thuds]
[door latch clicks]
[pulsing, electronic music]
[Mel giggles]
[Mel giggles]
[pulsing, electronic music]
[Mel giggles]
[Mel moans]
[rhythmic, electronic music]
[Mel moans]
[phone beeps]
-What the f*ck?
You want to see me?
-[Chester] You were with Mel
last night.
-[Nick] Yeah.
How'd you know?
-You know she's better off
with me, right?
-[snickers]
-[laughs] Yeah.
-Okay.
Listen to me, m*therf*cker.
She was never with you.
Come on.
You really think she's into you?
-[Chester] No,
she'll come around.
-Yeah.
-[Chester] You know why?
Because I support her
emotionally.
-What do you do?
-Okay.
-[Chester] I mean,
where were you when she wanted
to eat all that cake?
Hmm?
I could have stopped her,
but um...
[laughs]
I gave it to her.
So...
-You're a real
piece of sh*t, man.
You know that?
-Oh, yeah.
Mm.
-[Nick] What the f*ck
is wrong with you?
What, you make people
feel weak so...
so you feel tough?
You're f*cking sad, man.
-You know what's sad is
when I throw your a*s
back in prison.
I have freedom
hanging over your head.
I mean, you know that, right?
-Mm.
I wonder what's hanging
over your head.
Maybe the fact that
you don't have a daughter?
The fact that you go around...
beating the sh*t out
of drunks at bars?
You know, some people
may want to know that.
I'll show you something.
[ominous music]
Now you're gonna leave me
and Mel alone.
Or else that gets out.
Do you understand?
-Hmm.
You're a scumbag ex-con.
I'm a cop.
-[laughs mockingly]
-Who's gonna believe you?
Mel?
-You're not a cop, man.
You're a f*cking parole officer.
-[Chester]
You're right, I am.
It's a tough job, actually.
I gotta deal with pieces
of sh*t like you every day.
I'm actually glad
that you have that.
Will you text it to me?
I'm gonna need that.
For evidence.
We gotta put a case
together against Jerry.
Unfortunately, Jerry's
gonna go back to prison.
He violated his parole.
Jerry...
well, he threatened me.
-That's bullshit.
-No.
No, he did.
He did.
Put a g*n to my head.
-You f*ck!
-I mean, you were there.
You don't remember that?
[tense music]
-Are you good?
-[sighs]
-Yeah.
You're good.
You can go.
[tense music]
[chair scrapes]
[door latch clicks]
Hey, Nick.
You still live
with your dad, right?
[tense music]
[door creaks]
[door thuds]
-There's one that I found
that's in a great neighborhood.
Let's start there.
Nick.
-Yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Oh, you wanna go--
You wanna do that now?
-[sighs] I thought
this is what you wanted.
-No, it is.
I just--
Nothing.
Nothing. Come on.
Let's go look.
[groans]
[door hinges creak]
[car revving]
-I love it.
-I don't think
it's right for us.
-Why? It's so cu--
-The walls are paper thin,
you know?
They hear everything.
-And you know this how?
-'Cause I can tell.
-Okay. What's wrong?
-Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing's wrong.
I just--Look,
I don't like the place.
All right?
-[sighs]
-Come on.
[tense music]
[tense music intensifies]
[clanking]
[water running]
[message alert]
[water running]
-Pipe broke?
-Yeah.
-[Nick] How long
till you fix it?
-Two or three days?
Maybe.
Guys, I am so, so sorry.
-Jesus.
-Yeah, that's what
the plumber said.
[laughs]
-I mean, at least
I have renters insurance.
-[Chester] Look,
I know this is a big mess,
but I think I can fix it.
Look, I'm your landlord,
so I'm obligated
to find you a place to stay,
and I can put you in a hotel,
but I don't wanna do that.
I think I got a better idea.
My guest room.
All the privacy you could want,
and you can stay there till
this whole thing's resolved.
-I appreciate it,
but I don't--
I don't want
to put you out like that.
-[Chester] No.
No, no, not at all.
-You can stay with me
at my dad's place
until it gets fixed.
-You sure?
-Yeah.
-Yeah, we're just gonna go
to his dad's place
until we figure all of this out.
[sighs] Um--
I'm gonna go pack me a bag.
-Okay then.
-[Chester] Yeah? Okay.
Suit yourself, guys.
Excuse me.
-[Bobby] sh*t!
[sharp, tense breath]
-I mean,
this is gonna take all day.
-sh*t!
[sharp, tense breath]
Come on!
Come on!
-Hey. Just do it,
you f*cking p*ssy.
-[bracing breath]
[thuds]
[Bobby groans]
[body thuds]
-[laughs]
Jesus.
I knew you could do it.
Hmm.
-[Nick] sh*t.
f*ck.
What's going on?
You all right?
-[Tony] I'm good.
You not so much.
[indistinct]
-Nick Bianco?
-Yeah, what's up?
-You're under arrest
for as*ault.
Your employer, Bobby Rush,
filed charges
against you this afternoon.
-Wait. Wait! Wait.
For what?
-His nose is broken to pieces.
He claims that you did it.
-God, this is bullshit.
This is f*cking bullshit.
-Calm down, Nicky.
-God, you did it again,
you as*h*le.
-It's a f*cking setup.
-You're a liar.
-Who would set you up, Nick?
-My P.O., Chester.
He put a f*cking
g*n in my head, Mel.
You got to believe me.
Dad!
Dad!
-Let's go.
[phone ringing]
-Look, this is not
the time right now.
-No, I know.
I just heard that
Nick got arrested.
-How do you know about that?
-Well, I'm--I'm his P.O.
They have to alert me
when he gets in trouble.
Poor Bobby.
I feel bad.
I connected him with Nick.
I was trying to help.
-I know.
-[Chester] The leopard can't
change his spots, I guess.
Hey, the guest room.
It's looking great.
I've worked
really hard on it.
-What about Jaz?
How do you think
she'll feel about that?
-You're always thinking
about others, huh?
I mean, she's a kid.
She's gonna love it.
-I don't know.
-[Chester] Listen, Mel.
Nick failed you.
Again.
You need some help right now.
That's all I'm offering.
Where else are you gonna go?
-I'll take you up
on your offer.
-You won't regret it.
I'm just here to support you.
Okay?
[tense music]
-[sighs]
[lock clicking]
[keys jingling]
[door creaks]
-When do I get
to see the judge?
-[Jailer] Not until Tuesday.
-Are you kidding me?
-[Jailer] It's been a busy week.
You're on parole.
It's up to the judge
if you get out on bail.
-[sighs] f*ck.
-What do you think?
-[chuckles]
It's nice.
-It's a start.
-Huh?
-I mean,
you need a fresh start.
-Where's Jaz?
-Oh, uh, she's
at her aunt's place.
-When is she getting back?
-You like her, huh?
-She's adorable.
-[chuckles]
You really love kids.
-Yeah, that's all
I ever wanted.
A little stability, a nice home,
some cute little kids.
-Yeah, me too.
-I'm gonna get some rest.
-Yeah, totally.
Uh, it's been a long day.
Yeah, get some sleep.
Totally.
Okay.
[door thuds]
[knocking]
[door latch clicks]
-I need the kid.
-[Jamie Lynn] Well, I'm about
to make her something to eat.
-And then what--
help her with her homework?
Get out of the way.
Go get her.
-Why?
-Jaz!
Get your stuff.
You're going to my place.
-Hey, for how long?
-For as long
as I f*cking need.
-That's how long.
-Need? Oh, need?
-Oh, okay.
So, now you're gonna
be the dutiful mother.
-Oh, f*ck you, Chester.
You know what?
I've been sucking d*ck
and sh*t to make money
for you long enough.
No more. No.
I'm turning your a*s in.
Yeah.
I'm gonna tell 'em that you've
been taking my daughter.
-Hmm.
Well, that's not gonna happen.
-You know what?
You're not taking her anywhere.
Get out.
Get out.
-Hey, Jaz?
Go to your room.
-You don't have
to listen to him, baby.
-Go to your room!
-[gasps]
-[grunting]
[tense music]
-[chokes]
-Dumb b*tch.
Huh?
-[grunting]
-[laughs] [grunts]
[strains]
[intense music]
-[screams]
[vacuum whirring]
-[grunting]
[intense music continues]
[vacuum whirring]
[tense music continues]
[clothes hanger clatters]
-[Nick] We're home.
Go ahead.
-[Mel] Hi, Jaz.
Are you okay?
-[Jaz sobs]
-What's wrong?
-He hurt Mommy.
-[Mel] Who did?
-Him.
[ominous music]
-Come on, let's go.
-[grunts]
-Hmm.
-Let me go!
-Where the f*ck are you going?
Hmm?
[door latch clicks]
[door creaking]
-Bianco.
-Yeah.
-[Jailer]
Your bail's been paid.
-What?
-You're getting out.
[door latch clicks]
-Dad!
Dad!
-What?
-Hey, you seen Mel?
-No, I haven't seen her
since you got arrested.
-You talk to her?
-Not at all.
-f*ck.
Okay, I gotta go find her.
Did you pay my bail?
-Yeah, I paid your bail.
You're my son,
I'm your old man.
It's about time
I started acting like that.
I've been a real jerk.
-I didn't do it.
-I known you my whole life.
You don't think I know
when you're telling the truth?
I got your back, Nicky.
All right?
-All right, thanks.
-[Mel] Hey, it's Mel.
-sh*t.
- [Mel] Leave a message.
[suspenseful music]
[car engine revs]
-[whispers] sh*t.
-I got to talk to you.
-Look, man,
don't hit me, all right?
-Where's Chester?
-I don't know, man.
It's not my f*cking problem.
-You got me f*cking arrested.
-[Bobby]
He made me do it.
Look at my face.
-Chester's your P.O.?
-[Bobby]
Yeah, but listen, man.
The guy's f*cking crazy.
He's got a bunch of parolees
working for him.
He even made me
and a few other guys
go fix up his place.
Clean out his shed,
install security doors,
you name it.
The guy goes around telling
everyone that his wife died,
but I hear it's just all
some weird made-up bullshit.
-I gotta find him.
-[Bobby] Try his house.
-I did.
-What about that
hooker he likes?
-[Nick] Who?
-The one with the kid.
-On Downing Street?
-[Bobby] Yeah, I think
that's her neighborhood.
[thrilling music]
-f*ck.
[phone chimes]
[oven door creaks]
[over door thuds]
[suspenseful music]
-[Chester] Hmm.
Mmm. [licking]
Well, Raj?
Looks like we're gonna have
some company for a while.
Mmm.
[exhales]
Okay, look.
I got cake for everybody.
I got a big old slice for Mel.
-[shouts] Help! Help!
-[shouts] Shut the f*ck up!
And eat!
It's soundproof out here, okay?
No one's gonna hear you scream.
Hey, Jaz.
Here's your slice, okay?
Good girl.
And I bet you
are just itching
to eat this, huh?
Come on, scarf it down for us.
Oh, right.
You'd probably prefer
to eat it in the closet, right?
-f*ck you!
-f*ck you, b*tch!
Eat your cake!
-[groaning]
[sobs]
-[Chester] Mmm.
Huh.
Mmm.
All right.
Story time!
Mmm.
Oh, Mel.
I bet you're gonna
recognize this one.
This is called
Jonas and the Lost Pirate .
-[sobs]
[faint barking of dogs]
-Hey, excuse me.
Excuse me.
Hey, I'm looking for a woman.
Got a daughter,
like, seven and--f*ck.
sh*t.
[tense music]
Hey, hey.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for a woman.
Um, got a daughter,
like, seven or eight.
She's got, like,
a birthmark on her neck.
-Um, that's, uh,
Jamie Lynn and Jasmine.
They live right there.
Apartment four.
-Four?
-[Older Woman] Four.
[tense music]
[knocking]
-[Tall Addict] Yeah.
-[Nick] Yo,
is Jamie Lynn here?
-No, it's Ronnie, man.
It's about f*cking time.
Yo, hurry up in there, man.
Carlos is here with the stash.
-I'm shittin'
the sand over here.
Is it Carlos?
-Yeah, I think so.
-Let him f*cking in.
-About f*cking time, man.
[door thuds]
-What the f*ck is that?
-What?
-That smell.
-Place always smells.
-I'm looking for Jamie Lynn.
[g*n clicks]
-You give me that sh*t,
m*therf*cker.
I will blow your
f*cking head off.
-I don't know what the f*ck
you're talking about.
-You have it!
-I don't have sh*t!
-[Young Addict] He has it.
If you're not gonna give it
we'll just take it.
-[Ronnie]
Give me my nose candy,
-m*therf*cker!
[phone ringing]
-It's on!
-[Ronnie] On his back.
-Come on!
-I am!
[phone ringing]
-[Ronnie] On the pockets!
-[Young Addict] I am!
-Turn that sh*t off!
[phone ringing]
-I'm trying!
I can't f*cking [indistinct]
[phone ringing]
-[Ronnie] Turn that sh*t off!
[grunts]
[rapid g*nf*re]
Oh, f*ck, man!
Oh, sh*t!
You made me f*cking do!
Oh, sh*t!
Oh, sh*t!
-[grunts]
[thuds]
[panting]
[pan clanks]
[phone ringing]
-I'm at Jamie Lynn's, as*h*le.
-Oh, well,
tell her I said hi.
-She's f*cking dead.
-Hmm.
Well, I had nothing
to do with that.
I mean, she's a junkie.
They die all the time.
-I don't know.
Looks like a crime scene to me.
-Look, Nick... [chuckles]
I don't know
how things got so far,
but I don't want to be enemies.
Can we just start fresh?
-How about this?
f*ck you!
I know Mel's with you.
Now you're gonna bring her
here right now,
or else I'm gonna
call the f*cking cops.
-Okay, look,
she's taking a nap,
so I'm gonna have
to wake her up,
and then we can head
right to you.
-She better be okay.
[phone beeps]
[car beeping]
[car door thuds]
[door creaks]
[flashlight clicks]
[door creaks, shuts]
[tense music]
[suspenseful music]
-f*ck.
f*ck!
[objects clatters]
-[Nick] sh*t.
-What are you doing?
You know how to use those?
-I don't know.
f*cking maybe.
-[Tony] You can't pick
a lock with "maybe."
It takes years of experience.
-Look, Mel's locked up.
-I gotta get her out.
-What are you gonna do?
You're gonna break in
this scumbag's house?
-Yeah.
Are you coming?
-I'll get my jacket.
-[sighs] What the f*ck?
g*dd*mn it.
[tense music]
Ah!
[tires screech]
[car door thuds]
-Let's go.
[thrilling music]
-[Nick] Here. Here.
Here. Here. Here.
[tense music]
-[Nick]
You think you can get it?
-[Tony] Yeah.
Hang on a second.
-All right, back up.
Back up. Back up. Back up.
[thuds]
-Hurry up!
I'll look out for this as*h*le.
-Mel!
[switch clicks]
Mel!
Mel!
-Anything?
-[Nick] Out back.
Let's go.
She's in here.
-How do you know that?
-Bobby said
they cleaned out a shed.
f*ck!
-[indistinct]
-[Nick] You got it?
-sh*t.
My hands.
I can't keep them steady.
-Okay.
Hey, let me do it.
Let me do it.
Walk me through it, all right?
-Put the arm in there.
-Uh-huh.
-Put the pick right below it.
-Uh-huh.
Okay, pick in.
-[Tony] Now, turn it.
Turn it to the right.
-[Nick] sh*t.
-Turn it to the right.
You should feel it click.
-[Nick] There's no click.
I'm stuck.
-f*ck.
-[Tony] Okay. You went too far.
Go back.
Do it again.
Come on, kid.
Don't screw this up.
-[Nick] All right. You don't
need to be a d*ck about it.
Just...
If you stay calm,
I'll stay calm.
-[Tony]
Just keep your hands steady.
Nice and easy.
Nice and easy.
You feel it? Yes!
You f*cking did it.
[door creaks]
-[gasps] Nick.
-[shushes]
We gotta get you out of here.
-He's nuts.
-Yeah, I know.
He's gonna be back any second.
-Okay, just grab Jaz.
Get her out of here.
-Look, I got her.
Pick those cuffs and let's go.
I'm calling the cops.
-[panting] I never thought
I'd be so glad to see you.
-I know, baby.
We're gonna get you out.
-[Chester] Nick.
I know you're here, Nick.
[footsteps approaching]
-[panting]
Where's your hero?
Couldn't pick the cuffs?
["Hindsight"
by E-town Concrete playing]
[Nick strains]
-[table shatters]
-[g*n thuds]
Coming out of the woodwork,
And here we go
On a steady climb to get
Mine just so you know
Shots in the night 'cause
Two wrongs make a right
[Chester grunts]
I got mad peeps,
So I roll mad deep
ETAC's got my back,
No need to worry kid
[overlapping grunting]
Never look back,
Never look back, I repeat
Never look back,
Never f*ck' look back
Time to seed out the ones
In which I could confide
[Chester coughs] [groans]
Never look back,
Never look back, I repeat
Never look back,
Never f*ck' look back
Since the day one,
I was a stray one
Who was there for me?
No one, see, and that's
The way it will always be
[Nick strains]
[Chester groans]
[Nick grunts]
[brick thuds]
Always an obstacle
But still you managed
To succeed on your own
With no help
And two mouths to feed
Through all the fights
In the middle of the night
You still raised us right
And said,
"Never lose sight."
Red and blue sirens
And do not cross signs, boy
Those were
Some f*cked-up times
But now I put it
In the back of my mind
So I don't sweat it
[straining]
Give me some room,
Gimme some room
[Nick straining]
[wet squelch]
[Chester groans]
[Nick panting]
[ambient music]
-In light of what happened,
the judge signed off.
You're no longer on parole.
-That's great.
-[Female PO]
We're still trying to unravel
all the things Chester
was up to.
Sorry you and your family
went through this.
[indistinct chatter]
-What are you doing?
-Just texting my EDS sponsor.
-You ready for some baseball?
-Yeah!
Are there hot dogs?
-Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
What do you like
on your hot dogs?
-Pickles!
-Pickles?
That is absolutely disgusting.
Give me that hat.
There you go.
-See that?
-Uh-huh.
-That's the way you wear
a baseball hat to a game, okay?
-[laughs]
-[Super Fan] Whoo!
Let's go, Bullies!
Yeah!
-Watch where you're going, pal.
-You were in the f*cking way.
-[Tony] Take it easy, pal.
-[Nick] Whoa, whoa, whoa. Relax.
-Hey, man,
I'm just trying
to go to the game.
-I get it. We're all trying
to get to the game.
Same team.
-Cool.
Sorry, man.
[gentle music]
-[chuckles] You all right?
-Yeah.
I'm all right.
-Huh? I'll get tickets.
-[Tony]
So, we already established
you only kind of like hot dogs?
-[Jaz] Yeah.
[guitar riff]
-[Tony] What do you think
of baseball?
[heavy music playing]
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
[upbeat music]
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