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Damn!

It's my f***ing car!

I can't drive!

You guys, sh*t!

Jesus Christ!

Hold on!

Have a nice walk, boys!

What should we do

with the car?

Keep it.

We deserve it.

- After all of our hard work?

- Sh*t, man.

Come here!

Get in!

- What's going on?

- What's up?

Maddy almost got raped,

and we just stole this car.

What?

Oh, my God,

I can't believe we're doing this!

F*** you, Dana Taylor!

Where are you taking us?

It's not what

you've been told

There's nowhere

we won't go

What's a beautiful girl like you

doing racing in a place like this?

- Winning.

- Winning

Sh*t, red light!

Excellent!

- Let's go!

- Yes!

Where're we goin'?

To the beach.

Let's go to the beach.

Cops!

Oink! Oink!

Legs, we can explain this.

Shut up!

What's up?

Talk to me. Come on.

Talk to me.

I don't like police stations.

Carjacking.

resisting arrest...

assault with

a deadly weapon.

You girls fell in

with a bad element.

I hope you've learned

from it.

I'm going to turn you over

to the care of your parents.

They, better than I,

know what's best for you.

Don't let me see you

in here again.

Now, Margaret Sadovsky.

I think some adult guidance,

supervision...

could benefit you too,

young lady.

Because you have no legal

guardian-- Is that right?

Yes.

And because you appear to be

the most culpable of the defendants...

and have

a previous record...

I hereby sentence you

to six months to a year...

at a youth correctional facility.

No.

- No, you can't do this.

- Be quiet.

You don't understand.

She was just trying to protect me.

That's enough out of you!

No, we're telling the truth!

You've got it all wrong.

They're the ones that lied.

They lied!

- Cindy, goddamn it, tell the truth!

- Watch your mouth in my courtroom.

There's no justice.

F*** your courtroom!

- You won't get away with this!

- If she goes, we all go.

Don't take any sh*t.

No dates, no boys.

You hear me?

Maybe she's better off, Maddy.

Look, she'll be okay.

Your Honor, we have new evidence

to be brought before the court.

I'd like to request a recess

to consult with my client.

The court is in recess

for an hour and a half.

Thank you very much.

-Judge Holifield?

- Yes?

I need to talk to you

about something.

Yes?

I lied.

Hi. Can I please

speak to Rita?

Rita's not allowed

to come to the phone.

Thanks anyway.

Yeah, Mom.

- There's someone here to see you.

- Hi.

Girl, what're you doin'

in my house?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm at the library.

- Bye, Mom.

- Bye.

Wow!

This place is great!

- Pull up a chair.

- What are you doin'?

You'll see.

Come on, be here.

- Oh, yeah.

- ''I put my hand in his pocket--''

'' Never wanted more than a rocket!''

It's Red!

- Maddy, it's Rita!

- Yeah.

- Can you talk to her?

- Hold on. Hold on.

'' Been eating any...

meat and potatoes lately?''

You big slut!

Can I just type?

Yeah, talk to her for a while.

I gotta do something.

Hello.

Can I speak to Goldie, please?

Goldie isn't here.

Who is this?

Maddy Wirtz.

Is that her dad?

Goldie hasn't been home

in two days.

If you see her,

you tell her to get home.

What?

Maddy, what's happening?

Goldie ran away.

I'm lookin' for Goldie.

Yeah?

And who are you?

Tell me where she is.

Goldie, get up.

Goldie, come on, get up.

Let's go. Come on.

What are you doing here?

All right, all right.

If I ever catch you

near her again...

I will f***ing kill you!

Come on.

- Come on, Goldie.

- Get off me!

We should stay with her,

make sure she doesn't try to leave.

Leave me alone.

I can't stay here all night.

I have to go home.

We'll all take turns, okay?

Maybe she's hungry.

- I have some chocolates.

- I don't want this. Get off me!

- What do you want?

- You know what I want.

- Here's some pudding.

- I can't.

- F*** you, man! F*** you!

- You know that I can't.

Get the f*** away from me, then.

Everyone leave me alone!

Just leave me

the f*** alone.

- I don't know what to do.

- Maybe we should call a doctor.

- No, it'll just get her in trouble.

- Get out of here.

I'll stay with her tonight.

It'll be all right.

- I'll stay. It's okay.

- F***.

We should go.

I'll walk you home.

- Leave me alone!

- Maddy, I'll be back later.

F***.

Legs?

Sh*t! You guys!

Hey, lady.

Hi.

Thank God you're back.

Hi.

What's wrong?

It's Goldie.

What?

She's upstairs.

She's sick.

- How long has she been like this?

- Two days.

- She throwing up?

- She was.

What're we gonna do?

Yes?

We're here about Goldie.

- What do you mean? Where is she?

- She's in trouble.

We need $1 0,000 from you

to help her.

What in the hell

has she done now?

It's for rehab.

Goldie has

a drug problem.

- What are you talking about?

- She's sick.

You tell me where she is,

and I'll take care of her.

No, I think

you've done enough.

I don't know who you think you are,

but I'm her father.

- Didn't they send you away?

- F*** you!

Get out of my house!

No, not without the money.

- Where is she?

- No.

- Maybe you'd like to tell the police.

- Why don't we call the police?

Why don't we call them and tell them

what a lousy father you are...

and that they should lock you up

for beating your daughter?

What?

I never beat her.

Is that what she told you?

Stop blaming her

for everything!

You gonna give us the money

or not?

I want you, you and you

out of my house. Now.

I'm calling the police.

Put the phone down.

Put it down!

You give us $1 0,000 right now

or you're coming with us.

- Put the gun down.

- Or what, Maddy? It's not loaded.

What kind of a**hole would keep

a loaded gun in the house?

- Wait.

- We can't--

No!

Not until he gives me the money!

Come on.

Sh*t. Get the keys, Maddy.

Pick them up off the table.

Pick them up, Maddy, now!

Come on, let's go.

- Girls, please.

- Move! You move!

Maddy, drive.

- Let's just talk about this.

- Get in the f***ing car.

All right.

- Legs, we can't do this.

- Will you just drive?

- This is crazy!

- Don't choke on me.

You don't have to obey her.

You can pull the car over.

Shut up!

Just drive to the house.

- What are you gonna do with him?

- Don't know. Don't worry about it.

- Sh*t! I'm gonna pull over.

- No, you're not!

I won't press charges.

I swear.

I will kill you.

I don't care.

Okay.

Look, we're just gonna

calm down, okay?

I'm just gonna drive.

Get out.

- What are we gonna do with him?

-Just get in.

- Where's Goldie?

- She's in here. She's awake.

Go upstairs.

Could I have some help?

Maddy says it's okay.

Let's go!

Can you move?

What the f*** happened?

Sit.

Come on, sit.

Come here

and help me tie him up.

Come on!

Take your socks off.

Red, gimme your hand.

You'll be okay. I'm just gonna think.

Okay?

Hold it on him.

Talk to me.

Tell me what you're doing.

We're gonna call his wife

and make her drop off the money.

- Ransom?

- That's kidnapping!

That's just a word, Maddy.

Don't let it scare you.

You're what's scaring me.

I'm just trying to make him

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