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We're going to get to Sedona,

f*** our brains out,

and then we're going to figure out

what to do for the rest of our lives.

-You got it?

-Yeah.

Good. Keep digging.

-F***.

-F***.

Damn it. We gotta make it longer.

-Can't we just make him shorter?

-Shorter?

Yeah. Can't you just, I don't know,

cut his head off?

Don't look at me like that. You had

no problem bashing his f***ing brains in.

Cover him up.

That side, over there.

Hell of a honeymoon, huh?

Sh*t!

Oh, sh*t.

Please, please, God.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Well, that's the last time I cross the desert

without a gun.

Have you ever used a gun?

I hate guns.

I guess this one doesn't count, huh?

-You went through my f***ing purse?

-I'm allowed. I'm your husband, remember?

I was going to tell you about the gun,

about everything once we were in Sedona,

once we were safe.

Safe? From what?

Not what, who.

I bought that gun from a friend

for protection.

What are you telling me?

Remember that I told you

I had been working at the Hard Rock?

Yeah.

Well, I haven't always been a dealer.

When I first got to town three years ago,

I didn't have a nickel to my name,

and I had to eat.

You know, I was just doing

what I had to do to survive.

There were a lot of girls in the same boat,

nice girls,

and some of them danced at this little club

on the strip,

and they always had money.

One night, I just went along out of curiosity.

It was a lot easier than I thought.

Let me guess, Cheetahs.

Yeah.

Yeah.

F***.

F***.

He... There was this one guy,

real creepy.

He used to come in every night

and became a little fixated on me.

You mean you f***ed him?

No. No, I didn't f*** him.

I didn't f*** anybody.

So, was he the one, this creep?

-ls he?

-I don't know.

You don't know? Well, was he or wasn't he?

-Maybe.

-Maybe?

I don't know, maybe. It's hard to tell

when a guy doesn't have a face.

Jesus.

Something happened when

we were at the diner before we left town.

Pretty, isn't she?

Take care of that new wife of yours.

And you didn't tell me?

-Well, I thought he was a f***ing nutcase.

-He is a f***ing nutcase. That's my point.

-Was it him? Was it the same guy?

-I don't know.

I don't know.

Doesn't really matter now anyway, does it?

What matters is it's over and done with.

-Yeah.

-Are you okay?

I mean, are we okay?

I'm not using you.

I'm not.

All right. We're gonna go get cleaned up.

We're gonna find out where the f*** we are,

and we're gonna get back

on the main highway, all right?

Yeah.

Sorry.

Where are my shorts?

Here.

-You ready?

-Yeah.

Okay, let's go.

-What?

-We gotta go back.

-What?

-My watch.

I lost my f***ing watch.

-Who cares? Just leave it.

-I can't.

-My name...

-Why not?

My name is engraved

on the back of the watch.

I know.

-Stupid.

-Yeah.

I don't see anything else we can do.

I mean, f***,

you think I want to go back there?

Look, babe, if we don't stick together

on this, we're done for.

Done for? We're already done for.

Gina, what are you doing?

-What are you doing?

-What does it look like I'm doing?

What, are you walking... F***.

What are you... You're leaving?

-What, are you gonna walk back to Vegas?

-lf I have to.

Hey. Hey!

-Hey, hey, hey, hey.

-Don't touch me.

-Come here, come here, come here.

-Get off... Just give me my sh*t.

Walking out after what you've pulled?

Where are you going?

You tell me what's going on right now.

I pulled?

Wanna tell me what's going on here now?

-What are you talking about?

-Who is he?

Your boyfriend? Did you owe him money?

I mean, what is it? Just tell me. What?

-You're crazy.

-I just wanna know

what you're getting me into here.

-Me?

-Yeah.

We wouldn't be in this f***ing mess

if it weren't for you.

You know, you're right. I'd be halfway

to Sedona now with my new wife.

You know? The one with the gun

in her purse

who flaunts her p*ssy in other men's faces.

You f***ing a**hole. F***ing a**hole.

Keep your voice down.

Hey, keep your voice down.

-I don't...

-Quiet.

-There's people sleeping in these cars.

-I don't give a sh*t.

-You killed him, not me.

-Shut the f*** up.

I knew this was a bad idea.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I don't even know you.

-Gina.

-We're lost in the middle of nowhere.

We've been attacked by a f***ing psycho,

I watch you commit murder

and help you bury a body

on the first day of our f***ing marriage.

-This is not how it's supposed to be.

-All right.

Gina...

I think it's best

if we just forget the whole thing,

if we just pretend we never met.

Fine. Walk away.

Why don't you just go to the police

while you're at it?

Make up any story you want.

I'm sure they're gonna believe

an old-fashioned girl like you.

Why did you lie to me?

Why did you lie?

Gina, look, I know l...

Things happened fast between us

and we had a plan, you know.

Start a new life together.

Well, I still want that life.

So, you gotta decide right here, right now,

what do you want?

Don't make me go back there.

I can't go back there, please.

Just don't make me go back.

-Don't make me go, please. I can't go back.

-Okay. Okay.

-Please.

-Okay. Okay.

You can stay here.

You're gonna be in the lights.

-Wait for me.

-Okay. Yeah.

Here.

Here, take it.

Don't move from this spot.

Don't talk to anyone. Just stay in the light.

I won't be long.

We'll get out of this.

Whatever happened back in Vegas

doesn't matter because I love you.

I know I love you. I knew it

from the moment I laid eyes on you.

-I'll be right back.

-Promise?

Promise.

Come on, where are you?

You didn't know that guy from somewhere?

I've never seen that f***ing guy

in my life before.

-You ever been to Cheetahs?

-Don't know him. Never met him.

And I didn't ever want to hurt you.

Okay.

What the hell...

No.

No. No. No, no, no, no.

No! I killed you!

You were dead!

I killed you!

Gina!

Gina.

Gina.

Gina!

Gina!

Gina!

Gina!

Gina!

Gina!

No. No. No.

No. No. No. No.

It's not her ring. It's not my wife.

-Stay where you are.

-Help me.

Please, it's my wife.

Stay where you are.

You don't understand. She's missing.

-Don't move.

-She's missing.

Don't move!

Put your hands where I can see them.

You gotta help me find her, please.

-Sir, you have some identification?

-Yeah. Yeah. Here.

Wait here.

Wait.

What's this you were saying

about your wife?

My wife, she's out there somewhere.

Now, I found these tracks, right?

But they weren't hers.

-Oh, God.

-All right now, calm down.

Let's just start from the beginning...

I don't have any time.

Something could happen to her.

Sir, I can't help you

if I don't know what happened.

Look, we were driving to Sedona, all right?

My wife and I just got married.

We were in Vegas.

-It's not like that. We're in love.

-Well, of course you are.

So, we stopped at that rest area

a couple of miles back down the road,

and I went to the bathroom,

and I came out, and she was gone.

I looked everywhere.

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