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Trust (2025)

Pop Goes the Weasel?! Thriller & Mystery Movie Collection.
(Psychological/Film Noir/Mystery/etc.)

Trust (2025)

Post by bunniefuu »

Emily Barnes.

Barnley.

Good morning from sunny california.

thousend faces are waking up to their

first nightmare.

Another celebrity hacking scandal.

I'm Jessica Collins,

coming to you live from

Los Angeles with

breaking news on this story.

A shocking security breach overnight.

Plotting the Internet with explicit images

of private information, even passwords

belonging to some of Hollywood's biggest

names.

And at the center of the media storm,

America's sweetheart Lauren Lane.

Just hours ago, the intimate personal

images belonging to the Emmy award-winning

actress leaked online, igniting a

firestorm of views with Lane's name

currently topping the list of

post-searched terms on the Internet.

But perhaps most shocking to many is this

photo of a positive pregnancy test,

which has already spurred down rumors and

speculation about who the father may be.

Lane has yet to make a public statement

that fans and fellow celebs are rallying

behind the star, who's best known as the

world's most pathetic women in terms of

the entire population of some of the

so-called male.

And when private change, sex trafficking,

love and poverty were raised, please,

no existential doubt.

And today, my clumsiness was just kicked

in.

Here,

please, it's weird.

I'm pretty like you.

I'm interested in sending something over.

Feels cozy, remote, no service for miles.

Please don't connect to the Wi-Fi.

Lauren, give yourself a break.

You sure you don't want me to go with you?

I'm gonna be alone.

Okay.

With production proceeds of 11,

help us wonder if Shuffle

finds its way into the

storyline of famously

successful Sally Johnson.

Give it about 10 minutes.

I sent you the keypad code.

You're an angel.

I love you.

Thank you.

You got this.

Take a break to relax.

This is so f*cking different.

I'm just gonna find out.

No, no one's gonna find out anything.

Hey, hey.

Look at me.

What the doctor Kershaw was saying.

There you are.

I'll go.

So, what are you saying?

Lauren, listen.

I've been your agent for how long now.

No one is more upset about this than me.

I feel like literally so violated right

now.

Excuse me?

You're America's daughter.

You're Sally Johnson from the Johnsons for

God's sake.

And whatever little dipshit hacker did

this just became a sum-up in f*cking mud.

And we are gonna find him, k*ll him,

and bury his a*s in the ocean.

And everyone has your back on this.

Okay?

But there are questions.

Questions?

Um, yeah.

The network is curious about that picture

of the positive pregnancy test.

What about it?

It obviously would affect production.

Um, it's cold.

I-I know.

Obviously, everyone here, especially the

network, is teamier.

We just need to know what that means.

Maybe it isn't even yours.

Grace could fake a pregnancy for you on

this one.

I am not asking my assistant to fake a

pregnancy to-Are you serious, Andra?

Lauren, I just need to know what to tell

the American people right now.

Tell the American people that they can

f*ck off.

Lauren?

Yep.

Good stuff, Georgie.

Good stuff it is.

Mom, you gotta stop calling.

You need something called, Grace.

Please.

I don't know.

It's a quiet little place or something.

Just gotta clear my head.

Wow, really.

You're embarrassed.

Yeah.

Well, if your friends are so judgmental

and stop taking them on weekend trips and

buying them fancy

dinners with my money that

I've been making use

since I was eight years old.

Do you?

Did you really just ask me that?

Do I know who the father is?

You were there!

Come on, Georgie.

Go.

This is nice, Georgie.

Georgie!

Georgie!

Wow.

Come on, Georgie.

I can't.

I have to babysit Billy tonight.

Yeah, he totally peed off Dad.

He stole his bike and crashed it in his

sunflowers.

I know.

Do you need help with the math homework?

Yeah, Mr. Mathers.

He's totally kicking my butt with his

equations right now.

Hey, Jaydee.

You're going in the movies?

Don't worry, Georgie.

It's just a fantasy.

Followed up by the trees alone.

Stab at some poetry, Georgie.

How crap.

Thank you.

Welcome to the very sound stage.

Lauren Lane is America's sweetheart,

Sally Johnson.

Our new guest star and possible boyfriend,

Dylan Price, is the handsome heartbreaker,

Skyler.

America's favorite dad, Peter Johnson,

as Peter Johnson.

He's helping Billy get his first.

He says, I could totally go over to the

prom and do a kickflip into his butt.

It's sweet, but that won't be necessary,

Billy.

Whatever.

Let's go, Conner.

You kids, no skateboarding in the house.

Your brothers really love you.

You know that?

I know.

You know who else loves you?

This guy right here.

I've loved you since the first day I held

you in my arms.

And I will until the day I die,

because family is forever.

And boyfriends, well, they come and they

go.

And sometimes they really stink.

Dad, that's so dumb.

Thank you.

There, there, there.

What?

Hi, Peter.

Hair and makeup continue now.

I'll be there when I'm good and ready.

I love you.

You really f*cked it up, huh?

You think I'm gonna sit around and wait to

see what Michael do this time?

We need cash.

We need cash fast.

What if we do a startup?

I always wanted to do a startup.

How about you start up

another one of these so I

don't feel a thing when I

get my brains blown out?

Say that?

You guys don't listen.

A startup could take years to mature to

any real profit.

What do you know about a Marcus?

I watch your YouTube dipshit.

That's right, he does.

You heard him.

He takes years.

He's got an entrepreneurial mind.

He's watching his videos.

What about that fancy little cabin gig you

got?

They got somebody know in there?

No.

Not really.

It's off limits, Darren.

It's my one rule.

You guys should listen

to me because I'm the

only one keeping the

lights on at this place.

I'm the only one with a real job.

Well, nephew, I believe we have a deal,

don't we?

This is my place.

You stay here and you don't hold out on

me.

So now what do you

think the boss of that cabin

would do if she knew

about your little legal record?

Well?

Find another way.

Please.

Leave me alone.

I don't want to tell you where I am.

Yes, yes.

Obviously I understand.

Obviously.

You don't care about listening.

Well, you need to do me in.

Why would I do that?

It means you are not in control anymore.

Look, you are the love of my life,

okay?

I would do anything for you, anything.

I am trying to make sure that we do

this perfectly so that we do good stuff.

Bury every episode like they never even

existed.

I know you're scared to do this.

So, if it's too late for a pill,

I will pay for a house visit.

Let

me take care of this.

Where are you?

Fine, fine.

If you want to let this play out your way,

I will start looking at property in

France, next to Woody

Allen and Roman Polanski,

because that is

how they'll spin this.

Is that what you want?

Wouldn't be much of a spin, I guess.

Don't you dare.

Don't you dare turn on me now.

Don't you dare try and paint

this into some kind of a... Me too.

So soon as America... Good luck convincing

them you're some sort of an angel.

I got out of town and cleared my head.

This is not helping.

I got it done.

No.

Lauren, please.

Sweetheart, I'm sorry.

You're not listening to me, no bad news.

Goodbye.

Clearing her head!

What about my wife?

My kids?

Come down.

I gave her a life.

I gave her a career of millions of

dollars.

Network TV money, man.

Now she's threatening the show.

My show?

Hundreds of people would lose their jobs,

their livelihoods.

The network?

It'd be a full shutdown.

How about the fans?

What about the fans?

Hey Lauren, knock knock.

What do you want to say to the fans?

No, she has all the leverage.

Just like that.

My entire existence.

At the mercy of an emotionally unstable,

talentless brat.

No need for these Derrick's.

You pay, it's done.

Guaranteed friend.

One road.

And everybody knows they k*lled FC in a

sloppy.

But Mowling, on the other hand,

who knows?

She likes the good life.

It's hard to be a star.

Lots of pressure.

Booze, drugs.

And then someone hacked her iCloud.

Posted her nudes all over the internet.

Wouldn't be such a big deal if her rabid

fans weren't so violent and Puritan.

So she takes a drive somewhere.

Try to take the edge off with some booze

and pearls who can blame her.

And suddenly she mixes her eyes.

Happens all the time.

People f*ck up.

Especially stars.

Then they just drift away.

Gone.

America would believe that.

America will believe anything if you sell

it to them, right?

Georgie, please.

What are you doing over there?

Georgie.

Georgie.

You really need to watch.

Bed time, Georgie.

Hey, Merck.

Merck.

Hey.

Hey, Merck.

Come on.

Erin?

Damn it.

It's bright, bro.

Listen to me.

Go in there and get this stuff and we get

out simple.

We worked like a child last time.

You heard me?

Hey, you hear me?

Hey, DHD boy.

I ain't going back to the pen.

Yeah, whatever you say, boss.

Boss.

What, Georgie?

Georgie, what is it?

Georgie.

I'm locked.

I'm locked.

Hold that sh*t.

I got her.

Shut the f*ck up.

What are you doing?

Shut the f*ck up.

Just grab

anything that I will sell.

Come on, Graham.

What the sh*t are you doing?

I don't know what you're doing.

Just put it out through the water.

It's like you're using a straight focus,

right?

What?

It's both interesting and sh*t.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's like some ranch, ranch.

That cranking style is really kicking in,

man.

I don't think this is good.

What do you want?

I can hear you.

I can hear you breathing through there.

Don't even think about it.

Leave me, man.

No, leave me.

Go away.

We're not going in there.

Let's just get this sh*t and get out of

here.

Come on, don't you want to have some fun?

What?

No, that's not part of the plan.

What about the plan to change?

I'm the guy with the g*n.

Oh, what's the plan?

So you don't know who we are.

But if we open that door, it's all over.

You're on your third strike.

Am I wrong?

She doesn't say sh*t.

We make sure we don't easy beat.

Are you an idiot?

Listen to sense, man.

Look at what... Look at what...

Look at what... I already

heard her name, bro.

You wait.

Are you out?

What the f*ck, you guys?

You promise?

f*ck this.

She's right.

All right, all right.

Stop, stop, stop.

Enough.

Yeah, I'm going to take his phone.

Your uncle took your phone.

I'm going to take your sh*t.

Where is she?

Huh?

You shouldn't have done that.

You know she's famous.

I'm a darnish.

You messed it all up.

The f*ck did he say?

I'm done with you.

Your friend.

I don't know this stuff.

All the sh*t I've done for you.

Come on.

Take everything I wouldn't tell anyone.

I won't say a word.

You hear me?

Not a word.

I mean, she's cool, y'all.

Maybe she's cool with it.

Okay, I'm going to open the door now.

Thanks.

Thanks.

What the f*ck are you doing?

You're alone.

Give me the g*n.

Let go of me.

Let go of the g*n.

You shouldn't go for the g*n, man.

He was going to sh**t all of us.

What the f*ck did you do?

Dude.

He was up there and helped me out.

You're right, kid.

Leave him alone.

I'm going

to go back to jail, dude.

You f*cked us up so bad.

I can't go back to jail.

We don't do so good in jail, man.

Just do it, just do it.

Just do it, yeah.

Just f*cking do it.

Just f*cking do it.

What about her?

It's your fault.

You...

You in there.

I'm going to k*ll you too, goddammit!

Just f*cking do it!

Let's go.

You just look right.

She's not going anywhere.

I'm going to go back to jail.

I'm going to clean this sh*t up,

okay?

But we've got to go right now.

Right now!

It's going to be!

Oh!

Oh!

Help!

Help!

Georgie!

Oh my god.

Come on.

People are always under arrest for

fighting.

I know I was going to use my bones.

I'm so sorry, baby.

Will you forgive me?

I'll help them out.

I don't know.

Let's see.

I'm not today's son of a b*tch.

I need water, baby.

I'm going to be crazy with you soon.

It's like Dr. Kirscher says.

That's the spirit.

Breathe.

Wait, wait.

Yeah, okay.

Oh no!

Oh no!

Oh my god.

Is that Grace?

Grace?

f*ck.

You did this.

You did this.

I can help you!

Help me, huh?

How the hell can you help me?

But this isn't your fault, okay?

Nephew, your friend, none of this is your

fault, okay?

Just take whatever you want and go.

I'll vouch for you.

What about me?

Both of you, I promise.

Take whatever you want.

Did you see the Porsche?

They'll send me vouch for you.

I have money.

I can make all of this go away.

I can set you up with something really,

really nice.

I can make it all happen, okay?

No problems.

Take whatever you want and leave.

I mean, I'll just tell you the truth.

I'll just... I'm stuck in here.

I didn't see anyone.

I can't see anyone.

Why'd you have to sh**t him through the

head?

I want to make it look more like a

suicide.

But now we can't have an overcast.

Well, that's just great.

Okay, okay, it's like this.

Your nephew, he was chasing me around the

house, okay?

He's one of my violent stalkers.

And I'm finally within reach after all

these years.

And I'm running around.

I'm screaming.

And finally I have to hide in here,

right?

Of course.

And we have a tug-of-w*r with the door.

When, bam, his g*n goes off.

I can hear him groaning.

The light is leaving his body every

breath.

And knowing it's all over, I hear him

crashing against the wall.

I can hear him put the g*n in his mouth.

And he's mumbling something about his

mother.

She left him when he was a baby.

And he misses her whole life.

But he sees her now.

And the last thing he said was,

I'm sorry.

Jesus Christ, you're one messed up b*tch.

If that's the story you want me to tell,

I will sell the sh*t out of it.

I will probably help my career.

Darren?

Darren, right?

I'm an actress.

I can do this.

I can help you.

I did.

Even her life is a massive lie.

But could it be both?

Seeing what you make is his own goal.

It's enough to ID us both.

No, no, no.

That's not true.

I won't say a word.

I swear.

I swear.

Not a g*dd*mn word.

Alright.

Okay.

Honey, you got yourself a deal.

No, no, no, no, no.

Can you just hear me out for one second,

please?

Stand back.

What?

Hey, stand back!

Oh, hold on.

Oh, hold on!

I got shot.

I'm pregnant!

The father, he's my co-star.

He's famous.

He has a lot of money too.

You know him.

Everyone knows him.

You ever see the Johnson's?

I love the children.

Please, please, please.

Please, please.

I'm gonna die like this.

I'm gonna be a mother.

I'm gonna be... I'm

gonna be a mother.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, God, I'm gonna die.

I'm gonna die.

I know the audience likes our story.

This might start off real.

Oh, yeah?

Okay.

Well, what's going on here?

Hi.

Hey, Dylan, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Dylan, we are so happy to have you.

Dylan, would you give me a moment with

Lauren?

We need to go over some notes I have for

scene six.

Sure.

Yes, sir.

Absolutely.

I'll see you later, Lauren.

Yeah, later.

Bye.

Thanks, kid.

He's sweet.

It's a cute kid.

He is.

He's not my type,

so... Which scene?

Hey,

so... Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

Do you see it?

Do you see that?

Something's there.

Like... We've broken through.

What is it?

His name is Darren Connelly.

I ran him.

His last name cost him five years in the

family.

It sounds like a drug deal going wrong.

He said something about a woman.

Pregnance and she was stuck.

He was hallucinated, though, so it's hard

to tell.

He was loosing her rampant.

We'll look into it.

Let us know when he wakes up, dog.

What you doing out there, huh?

Good.

Well, hello there.

My name's Loretta.

Taking it you can't talk right now.

So I'm just going to call you,

honey.

All right.

Don't... I'm not

going to hurt you.

I'm just... I'm not going

to go anywhere, okay?

Oh.

What a beauty.

Oh.

Oh, Georgie.

Hmm.

Hmm.

I'm just going to call you.

All right.

We're out to this, baby.

She's got good teeth.

She's recently growned.

I bet she's chipped.

Yeah, Georgie's her name.

There's a phone number on the tag.

Called it.

No answer.

I'm going to have to run some more tests

and make sure nothing's going on internally.

Aw, I wonder if she's so ornery.

I'd be damn ornery too, sweetheart.

Somebody left me by the side of the road.

You got a way to pay Loretta?

Yeah, just, you know, do what you have to

do for her.

I'm always good for it.

I'll figure something out.

We'll keep trying that number.

Yeah, yeah.

It seems like she's lost.

I forgot.

Okay, you can bet on it.

Okay, over here, sweetheart.

Oh, that's great.

Okay.

Uploaded.

Now let's just hope somebody recognizes

this poor little baby.

You got me out of bed for this?

It's after sex.

Waking up early is good for you.

Nice one, gentlemen.

You pays me cash.

I'll never keep losing you ever.

Reckon?

I owe you lots.

Who else lived here?

Um, roommate.

Who knows name?

I just left you.

Nice kid.

Any of them work?

A kid's only got a job out of their B&B.

A PCH.

Nice place, he said.

You think you want to lower it or

something?

Found something.

Stay here.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah.

What a mess.

You guys want to tell me what this is all

about?

Call it in.

Okay.

Hey!

Hey, nurse!

Hey, nurse!

sh*t, this ain't right.

Some kind of mistake!

Man, come on here.

Give me a hand.

Come on.

Hey, nurse!

I want to go and clean up!

Uh, cover for me, darling.

I need a little potty break.

He's got you.

What?

Why do I have Lauren Lane's dog?

8,000 likes?

That's ridiculous!

Hello?

Hello, colleagues.

Sir, if this is about my card,

I told you that I would pay the minimum

and that I would get to you as

soon as I... This is about a dog.

You rescue dogs, don't you?

Oh, yes.

Yes, I do.

That's me, yes.

Fantastic.

Here's a dog for myself.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Miss Collins.

I'm a private detective.

My client has paid me a lot of money to

find out exactly how you got a hold of his.

..

His friend's puppy.

Be worried.

Understand it yourself.

Um... Okay.

The puppy you picked up yesterday, can you

tell me exactly where you picked him up?

Mister, I don't know nothing about

Georgie.

When I found him, he was wet and dirty,

and that is all I know.

And right now, I gotta hang up the phone.

I gotta get back to my shift before I get

fired.

My client wants to know exactly where you

found that dog.

He's wanting to pay

you enough that you can

tell your mom and hot

grocery bosses to soak it.

How do you know where I am?

Wait a minute.

This isn't about Georgie.

Who is this?

Good morning.

Where's your nephew, Darren?

Where's Mark?

I don't know.

Why are you asking?

He's a big boy.

I could be at home.

I'm not my nephew's keeper.

Your nephew is gone.

Your roommate is gone.

And the apartment manager hasn't seen him

in two days.

You went to my place?

You want to talk?

As a matter of fact, I will say something.

My nephew and my roommate are troubled

boys.

They're tweaking.

You know how it is.

They could be anywhere.

I don't know what the hell they are.

And where does your nephew work?

I don't know.

You don't know the name of the place your

nephew works at?

No, I don't know.

You just started working there.

What?

I don't know.

He just started working there.

You want to tell us how you got shot?

Well, sh*t, it was my own fault.

I was trying to open something.

And I got frustrated.

And I shot the lock.

What lock?

At your apartment?

Because we didn't find any damage.

No casings.

Nothing.

f*ck y'all.

How about you tell us what happened?

Because we found blood

splattered on a t-shirt in

your bathroom and we've

already sent it to the lab.

You make this easy on us and we'll make it

easy on you.

How about you give me a lawyer?

You're gonna need a buddy.

I know how many f*cking heavy imputes

there are at the Coastal Hall.

Your message.

Hey, hi.

It's me again, it's Loretta.

Yeah, I wish you'd answer.

Uh, I know you love Georgie.

I know you do.

I hope you're okay.

I'm praying for you.

Just call me.

Hi, sir.

How can I help you?

Is the doctor in?

Wait, wait, sir, do you have an

appointment?

Sir?

I mean, Georgie's gonna be fine.

People have been pounding the clinic all

day.

My client wants to pay for any medical

bills that I've incurred.

Okay, that would be great.

I mean, Loretta lives off of donations,

so every little bit helps.

Wait, I'm confused.

Are you Georgie's owner?

It's my client's.

Okay, okay, that's fine.

That's fine too.

I'm sure that's easy to prove.

You got documentation?

I mean, like a dog license?

No, it's something that proves you are who

you say you are.

You calling me a liar?

No.

Just joking.

What I really need to know is where you

found that dog.

If the dog is injured, even it might be

too, right?

I don't want to tell you.

I wish I could help Mars.

Loretta brings in straggs who are hurt

before the pound does.

Loretta and I are similar business.

If she comes in before calls, give me your

ring.

Okay, but it's not really a cash thing.

A strange visitor we got a fan consuming.

He's felt a bunch of cash in my hand.

Do you have a ticket for the night?

I'm not in the mood to go sleeping with

the fishes.

I'll have a volunteer bring her out to

you.

Yeah, that's okay.

Okay, I'm coming.

I'm gonna come.

Okay,

I'm coming, Georgie.

I'm sorry, Judy.

I gotta run.

I'm not a regular dog, Loretta.

I can't get her to your job back.

Hey.

Hey, man.

Hey, I really got a pee.

You mind?

I gotta go real bad.

Loretta, that's me, darling.

Don't you worry, don't you stay with me

now.

Okay, bye.

Have a good day.

Okay, good girl.

I'm giving you a bath.

You smell good.

I sorta hate my job.

When it's a kind of deal with all those

people, I'd much rather work in a dog store.

Wouldn't that be great if it was a doggy

store and I could ring you up?

You're looking for a spot.

He's okay.

You're sniffing around.

Hold on, honey.

Hold on.

One second.

Let me get you on a leash.

Oh.

Well, I'll be damned.

Straight out of homework bound.

Come on, Georgie.

Let's find your owner.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody in there?

How's your dog?

Georgie!

What a big house.

Hello, miss.

I have Georgie.

I have him.

Oh, my God.

Help me, mom.

Where is she?

Useful idiot.

Hey, buddy.

Quiet.

This is the thing about the leash,

isn't it?

I think we found something.

The

property is an answering.

Manager's name is, uh, Marcus Straight.

Copy that.

I don't have a code.

Uh, sir, I don't mean to ask so many

questions, but who are you?

Private security.

Oh, okay.

Well, then, I could just call...

If you even move without my permission,

I will sh**t you without hesitation.

What?

Some private security.

Come on.

Hey.

Let's just say this went from Monroe to

the Helter Skelter.

Looks like the Manson family paid a visit.

Not a little, not a little.

It's in a bad spot.

Sharon Tate.

Natalie Wood was the one they k*lled on a

boat.

Excuse me.

Sharon Tate.

What the f*ck is that?

Loretta.

From Loretta Dog Rescue.

Yeah, that's Loretta from Loretta Dog

Rescue.

Don't worry about her.

Despite the mess, I'll take care of

everything.

Call the consultant.

Get it done.

I think you should probably hurry up and

save her.

Would you do me a favor?

Stand up.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come

on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

I'm Loretta.

I brought back your dog.

There we go.

Come on, honey.

Let's go over here.

I don't know if you want to hear this

right now, but...

I think you squashed your bodyguard.

What?

The security guy, he's under there.

Don't weapon!

Hand me your hand!

Don't make me an ambulance.

Multiple bodies, stand back up now,

ma'am.

Step away from the weapon now!

Ow!

Ow!

Wait a minute.

Are you...?

This is a little bit of an investigation.

I cannot... Oh, for Pete's sake.

She's owed a phone call.

That's Sally Johnson here.

It's on the bed.

Here he comes.

Here he comes.

Here you go, ma'am.

I

Don't care what it costs.

I want her off the show.

She's become a real problem.

And some of these tourists she's been

telling, it's nuts.

She's lost her plot.

She's crazy.

I wasn't going to bring

this up like ever, but the

crew have been complaining

about her for years.

Yeah, you ever wonder why Stephen Mayer's

walked?

She's difficult, man.

Unemployable.

Look, it's America's dad.

Yeah, get the f*ck out of here.

I'm going to call my lawyer.

I'm calling my lawyer.

I'm calling my lawyer.

I'm calling my lawyer.

Nope, nope.

I do it on the set.