68 Kill Page #3
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- Year:
- 2017
- 93 min
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Why do you treat me
like this, Liza?
Like what?
Like making fun of me
all the time
and belittling me.
Because sometimes
I have to, honey. Okay?
Being with you is like
having a small child
instead of a boyfriend.
Now, what I need you
to do is go out there
bring the girl in here,
that's it.
Think you can manage?
Oh, my god.
Oh, I know.
It's a trip, ain't it?
Dwayne's really into
his new hobby.
Is this what Dwayne does
with the girls you sell him?
Well, I've only sold him
one, and that's her
so, yeah, I guess so.
And you're okay with that?
What Dwayne does is
his own business. Okay?
That girl has to go either way
and I could kill her myself
or you know,
make a few extra bucks.
I figured
make a few extra bucks.
There you go, loosening
it up a little bit.
turned into a total wuss.
Are we done here?
Alright.
The f***? Dwayne,
I can hear it playing.
I told you to pause that.
Rewind that sh*t for me.
The f***'s your problem?
You look all tense, chip?
No, I'm just, I'm just super tired.
Long day.
I think, uh,
maybe we should... Go.
F*** that.
We're gonna hang out here
for a while.
Dwayne said that
I can watch him perform
with his exploratory
surgeries on the new girl.
Ain't that right, Dwayney?
Sure thing, sis.
That sounds pretty cool.
Um, I should probably
go grab the girl then.
I'll get the girl.
Do you have the keys?
I think I'll go with you.
You see, I got it.
I can handle that.
Just getting her out
of the trunk. I got that.
Got that on lockdown.
I don't know about that.
Let's just do this, cool.
Let's go.
We'll be right back.
Whatever.
Awfully quiet back there, chip.
- What you thinking about?
- Nothing.
I'm not thinking about anything.
Really?
Baby, you got the shittiest
poker face in the world.
You can't lie to me.
What the hell is bothering you?
It's just..
It's just what, chip?
It's just..
Tonight's been a lot
for me, Liza.
Like I always knew
you were crazy.
It's one of the things
I like about you
but I feel like tonight
I'm seeing a side of you
that I've never seen before.
And I'm not going to lie. It's...
It's f***ing scary.
Wait a minute. Are you..
Are you breakin' up with me?
No, no.
No, no, no, no.
You better f***ing not.
Because I swear to god
I will sell you to Dwayne
and I will help him cut
you into a million pieces
that I have done tonight
everything, was so that you and
- You know that!
- I know that!
I know that. Let's just, let's
just get this over with.
I know that.
Okay, sh*t.
F***ing hell.
F***ing sh*t.
- Oh!
- I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.
God!
Oh!
Jesus.
If this is how you plan on
breaking up with me
you better finish the job.
Stand aside, Liza.
I don't want to have to...
Yo, motherf***er, what the
f*** you doing with that girl?
It's not what it looks like!
It's not what it looks like!
Get the f*** away from her
before I..
Sh*t.
What the f***?
I am impressed, baby.
Really, I am.
But you picked a piss
poor time, and I do mean
a piss poor time to grow
some f***ing balls.
I guess now I'm gonna
have to f***ing kill you.
Baby.
Oh, you got to be f***ing
kidding me.
I'm going to get you, chip.
Oh, what the f***!
Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.
- Oh!
- F***, f***, f***, f***!
Yeah.
F***!
F***, yeah. Oh, yeah.
Alright.
Alright.
What the f***?
Now what..
Oh, sh*t.
Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t,
sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!
Pull over, baby.
Pull over!
- I'm pulling...
- Pull the f*** over!
F***!
Oh, f***ing hell.
Hold me.
I said f***ing hold me.
Hold me!
That was the most fun
I've had in ages.
You know what I mean?
I know what you mean,
but it's just
it's kinda hard
to feel the same way
knowing that you
want to kill me.
Huh? No, I don't want to
kill you, you silly goose.
You said that
you wanted to kill...
Oh, that, no, like
the heat of the moment
kind of thing,
you know? It's..
You hit me upside the
head, so, of course. Ow.
I also shot your brother.
Sh*t, yeah.
Oh, f*** him.
He'll live, right?
So, what you just
forgive me like that?
No. F***.
Ah. F***.
We got to kill her.
Dump her body somewhere.
When I say we, I mean you.
I'll make it up to you
some other way.
- I swear to god.
- Shut up.
You're not getting out
of this one.
Okay?
You will kill her
or I... Will kill... You.
Understand?
- I understand.
- Okay, good.
Oh, honey, I'm so glad
we're working this out.
Well, f***ing open your mouth.
Oh.
Okay. Ready? Yeah.
Baby..
Ah!
Oh! I don't feel so good,
baby.
I'm sorry, but I gotta go.
I'll send someone
as soon as I can.
Hey, I'm still in here.
Sh*t.
Violet, listen to me, I...
I know that you're scared
but I really, really
don't want to hurt you.
I... I promise.
Some help here.
Sorry.
- You can let go now.
- Oh, sorry. Oh, careful.
You okay?
- On your knees.
- Don't shoot me.
I said on your knees, chip.
How do you know my name?
The trunk
isn't soundproof, dude.
I heard everything.
I mean, everything.
Where's Liza?
She's not here, okay?
It's just me.
Look, just calm down, okay?
Calm down?
You hit me in the head
and stuffed me in your trunk.
No, I didn't.
That was Liza.
And you murdered the McKenzies.
No, I didn't. That was,
that was her too.
Oh, and you just
went along with it?
No, I... I..
Yeah, um.. Yes.
But I didn't know
that she was.. F***!
Your girlfriend sounds like
a real piece of work, chip.
She's not my girlfriend
anymore, okay?
Not after all of this.
Look, can we, can we please
just talk about this?
I can explain everything.
Can I at least get up?
My knees hurt.
Alright, but do it slow and keep
your hands where I can see them.
Now, lift up your shirt.
Turn around slowly.
See, I'm not armed.
Oh, I wasn't checking
for weapons, chip.
Who are you?
That's not the real
question here, chip.
The question is, what now?
Come on, chip, I thought
we were past that.
What makes you think
I won't? Hm?
You're not a killer, chip.
Not even close.
Crap, f***ing sh*t!
F***, sh*t. F***, sh*t.
F***, sh*t. F***.
F***ing sh*t! F***, sh*t.
F***, crap. F***!
F***.. It was supposed
to be so f***ing easy.
"In and out.
Nobody gets hurt."
That's what she said.
Crap!
F*** me! F***!
And you know what?
You're right.
I'm not.
I'm not a killer. Okay?
So, what the sh*t am I
supposed to do with you, huh?
I can't do that. You..
You... you... you've
seen my face.
You know what car..
You, you know my goddamn name.
I won't tell anyone.
I promise.
I... I honest to god
wish I could..
You know what I really wish?
I wish that I had
a goddamn time machine.
I would go back in time
and make tonight never happen.
'Cause I am so f***ing f***ed.
And why? Just for some
stupid money.
Money?
W... what money?
The $68,000 that
we stole from the Mcken..
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