11:14 Page #3

Synopsis: A few incidents that happen at 11:14pm in the town of Middleton are seen from five different perspectives, each of the players who generally works toward self interest, not caring about the consequence to other people, and in the process exacerbating the situations by his or her actions. Jack, in town to meet someone, is a chronic drinker and driver, he still doing so despite having his license temporarily suspended. Teens Mark, Eddie and Tim are out for a joyride in Mark's van, they generally causing havoc all in the name of having fun... that is until something goes wrong. Frank, out for a walk with his dog, stumbles across something which makes him jump to a conclusion about his daughter, to who he is both over-protective and overly trusting. Duffy, who works as a clerk at Lloyd's EZZZ Stop convenience store, goes to the store just as it is closing to ask his friend, the clerk on duty, Buzzy, for a favor, which may be difficult for her to grant based on her own needs. And Cheri is t
Genre: Crime, Drama, Horror
Director(s): Greg Marcks
Production: New Line Cinema
  1 win & 8 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.2
Metacritic:
65
Rotten Tomatoes:
92%
R
Year:
2003
86 min
Website
578 Views


That's just it.

We were always safe.

l don't know how

this could've happened.

There's not much point

in worrying about it now.

We're closed.

Well, he's in there.

He works here.

Please. We'll be really fast.

l promise.

Come on.

Duff, l cashed out already.

-You're a prince.

-Thanks.

Those doughnuts are old.

Doesn't matter.

What's in there?

Uh, Bong Water. Six.

Keep the change.

You want one?

Yeah, they're old.

Blah!

She got any money?

No. Her dad

buys her everything...

and this is

obviously one bill...

that she doesn't

want him to see.

Well, what about you?

l blew my wad on

the new transmission last month.

So what are you gonna do?

Well, that's what l've been

thinking about all day.

l could ask my dad,

but there's just no way.

l thought about asking Lloyd

for an advance...

but you know how he is.

Yeah.

So that only leaves one thing.

l'm gonna rob this place.

Yeah, right.

No way.

No f***ing way.

Lloyd finds

one bill missing...

and he's gonna fire me,

and l need this job.

My sister's sick.

You know that.

l know, and l'm sorry,

but l don't have a choice.

Well, take it on your own shift.

l can't.

She needs the money tomorrow.

Why?

Because her parents

are gonna be gone all day.

lt's the only time she can go.

Well, she's just

gonna have to wait.

You're not taking any money

from here tonight...

and that's that.

l don't believe this.

Please, Buzzy,

just give me the money?

You gonna shoot me, huh?

Buzzy.

Would you shoot Cheri

if l needed money?

Oh, come on.

Why do you always

have to do this?

Well, would you?

Just tell Lloyd you were robbed.

ls that so hard?

l'm a bad liar.

But you won't be lying.

lt's not like he's

got surveillance or anything.

He's been looking

for a reason to fire me anyway.

Are you gonna give me

the money or not?

Look...

you know l wanna help you.

Don't ask me to do this.

Melinda's got no insurance.

She needs

every dollar we've got.

Just--Come on. Just--

No. You do what you gotta do...

but l'm not gonna

open up this drawer.

God. Damn it.

Look at me.

Why, so you can

shoot me in the face?

Come on. Just look at me.

God damn it,

you're so stubborn!

Lloyd's an idiot

if he fires you!

Christ, he should

make you the manager!

Jesus.

Hey.

Hey. l gotta talk to you.

OK.

Be right back.

What's up?

Did you get the money?

What the f***

is wrong with you?!

l didn't mean to.

Why?!

l didn't mean anything.

Give me that f***ing thing.

Better get you out of here.

l'm dead.

l'm--l'm so dead.

Hey, could l borrow your jacket?

lt's cold out.

Yeah.

l love you.

All right, you can

blame this on the robber.

Say he shot and missed.

Will you stop thinking

about your own problem...

for one minute?

l'm trying to save my job!

Buzzy, l am saving your job.

Think about it.

The cops are probably

on their way already.

How much cash

is in the register?

Duffy, no.

You're not thinking.

You're not thinking

things clearly here, OK?

This way, you get

to keep your job...

and then seven hundred dollars

goes straight to Melinda.

Good.

No, just take it all.

l'll get mine later.

Wait. One thing you have

to do for me before you go.

-What?

-Shoot me.

What?!

Lloyd will know

l'm lying in a second.

But if you shoot me...

l'm hurt, he can't

ask any questions.

Are you out of your mind?

No, l'm serious, Duffy.

l need this job.

l can't!

Duffy?

No. No.

l'll tell Cheri

about that time last summer.

You wouldn't.

All right.

All right.

Um, wait. No. Go over here.

That way it'll look like

it's a real robbery, you know?

All right, good thinking.

All right. OK.

All right.

Where do you want it?

ln my arm.

Wait. l'm right-handed.

Here. My left arm.

All right.

Here.

There?

Yes. You can't shoot

through my arm.

-All right, are you sure?

-l'm sure.

-OK, right here.

-Yeah. Yeah. Yes.

You ready?

You ready?

Ow! God.

Ow? That's nothing compared

to what it's gonna feel like.

Have you thought about

what it's gonna feel like?

lt's gonna hurt.

Go.

Ready?

Goddamn it!

l can't f***ing do it!

lt's the worst idea

you ever had!

Duffy, you have to do this.

l can't do it.

As my friend, just do it.

l want you to do it.

Just make it quick

before l think.

All right.

We'll do it on three, OK?

Yeah. Yeah!

Three...three...three...

-You ready?

-Yeah.

One--

Ow! Ow!

Oh, my God!

l'm so f***ing sorry!

l'm so f***ing sorry!

Ow! You said on three!

l thought you might flinch.

l didn't wanna hit the bone.

What can l do?

l'm really sorry.

l'm so sorry!

l didn't mean--

Then get me

something for my arm!

OK. l'm sorry.

Oh, God.

Oh, God, does it hurt?

Yes!

This was your idea!

lt's not working!

Give it to me!

Get the phone!

OK, the phone. Why?

l can't call 9-1-1.

l'm not supposed to be here.

Well, then, get it for me!

OK. lt's not here.

The phone's not here!

Where's the f***ing phone?!

The pager! Hit the pager!

Ow! Oh!

What the hell did you

put it over here for?!

Who puts the f***ing phone

on the f***ing shelf?

Ow!

OK, here. Here. Here.

Here. No, this side.

Go.

Yeah. Uh...

Hi.

What is your emergency?

Uh, l was shot.

l'm all alone now,

and l need an ambulance.

Keys?

F***!

Thank you, baby.

Calm down.

Calm down, Duff.

Everything's cool.

Everything is cool.

Everything's cool.

Jesus, that was fast.

What the--

Cheri!

l got it!

My car won't start!

Where the f***'s

my bowling ball?

Look out!

Cheri!

No. No. No. No.

No. No. No. No.

lt's gonna be OK, baby.

Come on.

Come on, wake up. Wake up!

Wake up.

l got the money.

l got the money, baby.

F***. Oh, f***! Go!

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Put the gun down.

Put the gun down right now.

On the ground,

nice and slow.

That's right.

Face down toward the curb,

hands behind your back.

Do it right now.

You have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you say may be used

against you in a court of law.

You have the right

to an attorney.

lf you cannot afford one...

one will be

appointed for you.

lf you choose

to answer questions...

you have the right

to stop at any time.

Do you understand these rights

as l have read them to you?

Yeah.

OK, watch your head.

Dispatch, l need

medical to Center pronto.

l'm on it.

Ugh!

Jesus.

You wanna tell me

what happened?

They hit her.

Who?

Those kids.

l don't know their names.

They're in a blue van.

Someone reported a suspect

fitting your description...

shooting a clerk at Lloyd's

a few minutes ago.

l know you work there.

The gun and the money?

How 'bout the penis?

How you guys doing?

George, we got the shooting

victim in the back, OK?

We got a human penis

right there by the curb.

Somebody's gotta be

looking for that.

l'm not getting a pulse.

One, two, three, four, five...

Mind stepping down for a second?

-Keep going.

-Massive head trauma.

We got a suspect

over in the car.

You wanna come take

a look at him?

Can you l.D. him for me?

He's over in the car.

Um...no.

What do you got to tell me?

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Greg Marcks

Greg Marcks (born August 12, 1976) is an American director and screenwriter of motion pictures who lives in Silver Lake, Los Angeles, California. more…

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