( hip hop music playing )
( camera snapping )
( silenced gun shot )
Man: 10 grand?
Man #2: Come on, man, this is Cadillac smack-- Mexican Tar.
You're gonna make three, four times that on the street, no problem.
Yeah, but it's still 10 grand.
What about your girl. She's a piece of ass.
She must be pulling in, what, $500 a night?
No, she's not doing that no more, man.
She's, uh... you know.
No shit, huh? Yours?
So, you gonna be a daddy?
Listen, 10 grand's fine,
but it's going to take me a little while.
Well, when you get the scratch you get the batch.
See ya, Daddy-o.
( coffee beans grinding )
- Hey, sweetie. - Hey, baby.
Got your mail.
So, how'd it go.
Fine.
He said he wanted 10 grand.
But he thinks we can pull in 30 or 40 with that.
$40,000!
Really? Do you think we can do that?
Well, he thinks so.
40 grand? Do you know how cool that would be?
We could get out of this dump-- out of this whole damn town.
Bring the baby up in Phoenix with Mama.
l love you.
l love you too, Em.
What?
- First we gotta get the 10 grand. - Well, you'll get it.
l know you will.
l'll take a shower.
- l got a postcard from Mama! - Oh yeah?
Well, when you write her back, tell her l said, hey.
- You can tell her when you see her. - Even better.
CJ, what a surprise.
Did you do the job?
Ah, CJ, squeaky clean every time.
Philodendron, emarovis.
l wonder who makes up such ridiculous names
for such beautiful creatures?
Chardial.
Flowers have sweet names.
Violet, Daisy, Lilly.
Women are named for flowers.
Have you ever heard of a woman named after a plant?
Fern.
Very good.
Fern.
But, it's not a pretty name, is it?
Sounds like... carpet.
l asked if you did the job.
He's dead.
Your job was to kill the man who stole from me,
and bring back what he stole. So, l'll ask you again,
did you do the job?
No.
There's absolutely nothing feminine about you, CJ.
What you were supposed to bring back in that case
is worth a half mil' on the street.
Find it and finish the job.
350 bucks, and all you got was a massage?
Yeah, you believe that?
You got ripped off by a hooker. That's awesome.
l'm gonna take a piss.
''You got ripped off by a hooker.'' Asshole.
lt's my turn.
Whoa! You can't be in here.
- We can call this off. - lt's going to be okay.
- l don't know, honey. - Do you want to go to Arizona or not?
- You know l want to go. - Yeah, and we need money to go.
This is the only way l know how to make money, baby, so we do this.
- But, he said 10,000-- - l'll take care of it.
lt's gonna be okay. Okay?
Now come on.
He comes in here sometimes.
l don't know his name or nothing.
He ever pay with a credit card?
Are you a cop or something?
Am l gonna get him in trouble?
Honestly, you'll be helping him get out of trouble.
( door knocking )
l ought to bust a cap in your ass for bringing this knocked up bitch in here.
You think this is goddamn K-mart?
Chill out, dude. She's not gonna bust all over your shitty ass fucking carpet.
Oh, she better not.
Give us the shit for free and l'll let you fuck me.
You're so sick. You're a sick fucking bitch.
Are we gonna do this shit, or what?
( rap music plays )
- ( gun shots ) - ( girl screams )
Man: Shut up!
lt's fucking over!
Go get me some fucking towels right now, Emily!
Get up! Get me some fucking towels!
( weeping )
Hurry!
( coughing )
Cheap vodka, straight up.
You got it.
l got that, Drew.
Nice gentlemen just bought you a cheap vodka, straight up.
Tell him thanks and bring me the one l ordered.
Thanks.
I'm Rick.
That's great.
- Can l buy you another drink? - No, thanks.
Why not?
- Why not? - Yeah.
'Caused you asked why not.
'Cause you drink dark beer.
'Cause you get a haircut and a manicure once a month at a salon.
'Cause you're not my type.
- Emily: Ow! - Troy: What's wrong?
Emily: I don't know!
Ow! Baby, do something! l'm scared!
All right, we're going to the clinic, come on.
Troy: Get up. Watch my hand, baby.
Okay. Come on. Oh shit.
Just a second, just a sec.
Okay, all right. You're gonna be okay.
Come on outside. l'll show you my truck. Maybe we could go for a little ride.
- All right. - Come on.
Hey, sweetie. l'm sorry l'm late.
- What? - You been waiting long?
Fucking bitch!
What?
Sorry.
Oh, l get it.
Look...
l had a bad day at work and...
l'm here to get drunk, get laid
and wake up in the morning alone.
Do you think you can handle that?
Yeah, l can handle that.
Sure.
Come on, my boy.
- Can l get you a drink? - No.
Um... maybe you want to go to the bedroom.
This is fine.
Okay.
- l told you what this is. - No, l know.
l thought l could.
But you can't.
- All right. - Maybe, we could get a drink first.
Forget it.
Wait.
Look, Rick, nice isn't my type.
And...
we both know l'm not what you're looking for.
Ow!
- Nurse: What's wrong. - She doesn't know.
- What do you feel, honey? - Pain!
Troy: Why is she so sick?
A touch of a cold made worse by poor sleep.
You try sleeping with one of these inside of you.
Have you been smoking throughout your pregnancy, Ms. Robin?
- Just cigarettes. - Your baby's quite small.
We'll keep you overnight for monitoring, but l think you can expect
a rough last few weeks in this pregnancy.
Thank you.
You okay?
- Baby? - Yeah?
When are we going to leave town?
As soon as l make the deal.
Can't we just go and make the deal somewhere else?
Honey, l've already got a buyer.
Please, just rest and take care of that baby
and l'll take care of everything else.
- l need some things. - l'll bring them.
Okay.
You take care of this.
- Do not let this out of your sight. - Okay.
l know.
( phone ringing )
- Hello. - Vernon: Is this my little fern?
Vernon.
There's word on the street.
Some kid trying to unload 20 keys.
Make sure he's got it before you do it.
CJ: Hold it.
Shit!
CJ:l got it.
- So you just moving in? - No, l don't live here.
- Oh, you're working? - Working?
Oh, l'm sorry.
You mean am l a hooker?
l'm sorry, we get a lot of those around here.
You thought l was a hooker.
l thought you might be hungry or something. l'm sorry.
You are so dead.
( camera snaps )
- Troy: How are you feeling? - Emily: Good.
- Thanks. - No problem.
- Can l get you anything? - $40,000.
l'm working on it.
A little fresh air.
That l can do.
So...
how much is it worth? All of it?
Well, we got about 10 times what we thought we were going to get.
So...
maybe 4 or 500 grand.
Half a million? Really?
Yeah, but that's selling it on the street.
We ain't gonna stick around to like, sell it a little bit at a time.
We got to get rid of it all at once.
So, it's only going to be like a 100.
Well, l'll take a 100.
Me, too.
We're gonna build us a whole goddamn house with these little bricks.
Help me up. l gotta pee.
Gotcha.
- Here you go, baby. - Here we go.
Do it.
- ( engine starts ) - Shit!
- Can l help you? - ( baby crying )
Yeah, l want to get an abortion.
Okay.
When was the last time you had unprotected sex?
l don't have unprotected sex.
Well, unless you're 2,000 years-old and your name is Mary,
you had unprotected sex about five weeks ago, at least once.
- l always use a condom. - Well, maybe it broke.
Maybe it slipped off.
And l'm on the pill. How could l get pregnant if l'm on the pill?
Oral contraceptives are only 99 percent effective.
That means one out of 100 times...
You can get dressed. ls the father involved?
Do you know who the father is?
How many partners have you had recently?
- l just want an abortion. - Well as part of our services
we require that our patients have some abortion counseling.
Now, there are alternatives to abortion. Adoption for one--
Look, l want the abortion, okay.
You want to waste your time for an hour, go ahead.
But after that, l'm going to have an abortion.
lf you want to help me, fine. lf not, l'll find some place else that will.
All right.
Well, how about Friday?
- Why not today? - We have other patients.
- Friday's the first appointment. - l'll find somewhere else.
l think you'll find that most centers can't help you on a day's notice.
l have counseled many, many women in your situation, Ms. March.
l find that, given a few days to absorb the idea of being pregnant,
they often have a change of heart.
l don't want a change of heart.
That's all?
Next Monday, okay.
All right, thanks.
Fuck!
( dance music playing )
- Another. - You got it.
Rick: Cheap vodka, straight up.
- How are you? - Fine.
You look nice.
You wanna dance?
- Look... - Rick.
Rick, you had your shot.
l know, it's just...
why can't we just have a drink?
Get to know each other.
'Cause l don't get to know people.
I want you to get away from me .
I need you to get away from me .
I want you to get away from me .
I need you to get away from me .
CJ: No, not here.
Man: Come on.
Oh, that's nice.
No, all right! Okay, no! Not like that!
All right, just do it.
Tell you what? Why don't we just fucking do it my way?
Oh!
- You fucking bitch! - Ow!
You okay? Come here.
Big, strong man.
- All right. - That way.
l got you.
Okay. Up we go.
What made you so hard?
Oh, baby.
Baby.
( knocking )
- Man: Money. - lt's Troy.
You don't need that. l'm just here to talk business.
What did you say, man? l hate doing business with you.
Don't go so well for some people.
- What'd you hear? - l hear your game clock's running down.
Look, l got 20 keys for $100,000.
$100,000?
$100,000 is the ''l got clean stuff
and time to do business right'' price.
Now if l were going to get this shit from you,
you'd get the ''l got to get my punk-ass out of town
before l get capped'' price.
- How much would that be? - lt don't matter.
Ain't nobody gonna buy this shit from you.
No matter how good the deal is, the price is too high.
Why don't you get the fuck out of here, before l go Boba Fett on your ass,
and collect it for myself?
Did you sell it?
- What happened? - Nothing.
Well, are we still leaving tonight?
Honey, we can't leave yet.
Look, l don't know anyplace else l could sell this stuff but here.
So who knows how long it's gonna take? Just let me find a buyer and we'll go.
Baby, let's just go, please?
We got the stuff, we can sell it anywhere we want.
l just don't feel safe here, Troy.
What are you talking about?
lt's a feeling. Pregnant women get feelings, you know?
Well, what if we go to a motel?
One outside of town. Will that make you feel better?
Why are you even still here with me?
Please don't do this right now, Em.
You could be gone, selling that stuff on your own,
making a fortune.
Why are you even still here with me?
Because l love you.
And l love that baby.
And l would never leave either of you for anything.
( retching )
Rick: That's the alcohol.
- Shit! - What the fuck are you doing here?
l'm bringing you breakfast. Could you put that down, please?
- l want you out. - All right.
Don't get the wrong idea, okay?
l knew a kid in high school, passed out alcohol poisoning
and never woke up. So, l brought you home.
Slept on the couch.
So, there's your breakfast. You're obviously alive
and very well protected so... l'm leaving.
Um...
you can stay for breakfast.
No, l'm gonna leave.
Don't make me force you.
Someone was industrious this morning.
Yeah, for years we had fresh flowers in church every morning.
Church every morning.
Guilty soul?
Probably. l was a priest.
- You're kidding. - Swear to God.
See, l can say that kind of thing now that l'm...
- not a priest anymore. - So, what was the other night?
Just can't get passed those celibacy vows?
See, they tell you that your love of God
and his for you, is enough.
But it wasn't. Maybe that makes me weak in the eyes of God,
but l needed earthly love.
l have to go to work.
Where do you work?
l'm a bean counter at a commercial real estate company.
Oh, you like it?
Pays the bills when l show up.
Right.
Thanks for breakfast. lt was great.
Am l a masochist if l ask for your phone number?
l left mine by the phone.
Take it easy with the alcohol, all right?
You never know who might end up coming home with you.
Would you put that out while l'm trying to do this?
l'm scared. l smoke when l'm scared.
You smoke 24 hours a day.
Didn't the doctor tell you it was bad for the baby?
Well, l guess l'm a shitty mom then, aren't l?
All right, give me that stuff.
Promise me we'll leave tomorrow.
Stop fucking around, Em! Just give it to me!
Promise me we'll leave tomorrow, baby.
l told you l have a bad feeling about this.
Promise me we'll leave tomorrow, deal or not.
Okay, fine. Just give it to me.
That stuff hurt?
Ow!
Fuck!
Hi, is-- this is CJ.
Um... okay.
Dinner, my treat...
Bocaccina, 7:00 on Market.
Fuck!
Answering machine: Hi, this is Rick. Leave a message
and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
Look, no dinner.
Just forget it.
( silenced gun shot )
- You workin'? - Yeah, baby, l'm workin'.
l know you get asked this all the time but,
what's a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?
lt's not what you think.
Never is, sweetie.
Man...
l ain't got no toys, but l'll go down on you for $20.
l'm looking for Troy.
l don't know no Troy.
l'll give you 100 bucks. You don't even have to go down on me.
Look, l just told you, l don't know no fucking Troy, all right?
Take the 100 bucks. Please.
Just take it.
All right, give me the 100.
- So, how do you know Pokey? - From the street.
Oh... the street.
Come on into my office.
Have a seat.
So, what do you got?
- l'm sorry. - What are you selling?
- ls this place for real? - What?
Offices and secretaries and shit. l mean, what are you guys doing here?
The only business you have to worry about here is what you bring.
l got 20 keys of tar.
Ready to go.
Where'd you get it?
What the fuck do you care?
lt effects the price and how l dispense of it.
You want to make a deal, answer straight.
You don't, shoot it all up yourself. OD, die, l don't give a fuck.
l brought it in from Laredo.
- 45. - l told Pokey 100.
Pokey ain't buying.
- 80. - 55-- final.
Look, Hal, with all due respect,
this is 20 fucking keys we're talking about here.
- l need at least 65. - Did you hear me say final?
55.
Fine.
Okay.
Tomorrow, call this number.
Someone will tell you where to bring it.
Have a good day. Thanks for coming in.
You ought to get that hand looked at, huh?
Yuppie-ass fuck face.
Bitch, chill. You're gonna make me spill this whole fucking sack here, girl.
What did l say, huh?
( knocking )
Money.
- Who's that? - l'm looking for Troy.
Come on in. lt's open.
( gun shots )
- Troy! - l haven't seen 'em.
- Left or right. - Okay! Fuck!
l got a number! Some shitty motel!
Hello?
Yeah, do you guys have any vending machines?
Across the street. That's it?
Okay.
Thanks.
Emily: One.
Okay, would you like to sit at a booth?
l don't think we could fit at a booth.
- Waitress: Okay. - Emily: Do you guys have a bathroom?
Sure, right back there. Can l start you with some coffee?
Geez, please.
Excuse me?
Yeah?
ls there any toilet paper in that other stall?
Uh-huh.
Have you ever been pregnant?
No.
You have to pee, like a 100 times a day.
They say that it's the best thing a woman can do,
but it sure as hell doesn't feel like it.
What are you doing! Stop it!
( CJ screams )
- Leave me alone! - Take it out!
- CJ, take it out! - No!
CJ...
Get out of here.
Get out!
Leave me alone.
Rick: Who's is it?
lt's mine.
l don't want it.
Why? I mean, like this?
What are you doing here?
- You invited me to dinner. - l cancelled.
l ignored that part.
Did you...
is it gone?
Doctor: I take it you don't want this baby Ms. March.
So, l'm still...
Yes. You did an excellent job
of lacerating the internal wall of your vagina,
but you didn't reach the uterus.
So, for a while you'll find sex painful
urination excruciating
and there's a good chance of infection.
You have an appointment for tomorrow.
Why on earth would you do this to yourself today?
No, they never tell me why. l don't know why l keep asking.
All right, Ms. March.
lf you don't want this baby that much than let's get it over with.
You're gonna do the abortion now?
l am, and l don't mind telling you
it's gonna hurt like hell.
Nurse: Ms. March...
ready?
- Carol Jean. - I'm sorry?
My name, it's Carol Jean.