Liars All Page #2
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- Year:
- 2013
- 92 min
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I'm suspended.
Casey leaves me.
I lose everything.
Oh!
So what are
we waiting for?
Quiet. Guys, shh.
Why are we stopping?
All right.
That'll do.
What's a little breaking and
entering among friends, right?
Come on, mate.
This is so illegal.
Remind me again
why we're doing this.
- Please be careful.
- Mike, come on.
That's my jersey.
Take it off.
What? It was cold.
And besides,
It's the least you owe me, right...
A little souvenir?
You are seriously bent.
I'd make a decent thief.
Hey, how's Casey, Dennis?
She miss you?
Look, you have got to release
those claws, all right?
I'm in love with her.
It's happening.
Dennis, I'm sorry,
but I know you,
And you're gonna get bored within 5
minutes and then what's gonna happen?
You're delusional. You're not
gonna let this go, are you?
Turn it off, mike.
I've never made you
any promises, miss.
That's true, but consequences
mean more than promises.
I mean, they can't
exactly bend.
That sounds like something
that Michael would say.
That's 'cause
I did say it.
It's a real shame we never
had a proper goodbye f***.
Maybe I should leave
you two alone.
No, we need you
as a witness.
Yeah, keep
the camera rolling.
I don't think I'd trust
myself if you didn't.
No, keep it off.
Come on.
I dare you.
Anyone here?
Hello?
Hello?
Hurry up!
But there's nothing
here to load it.
I found a watch.
There's some cash in here.
Not much.
Ah! Bloody hell! What was that for?
Why'd you hit him?
Happy new year,
Dennis.
F***ing b*tch.
Put it away.
It's not even loaded.
It is now. Missy, you weren't
supposed to load it.
Give me your cell phone.
Okay, easy, missy. Just come on.
Do it.
Are you in on this
too, you prick?
You know what? You are
so f***ing unbelievable.
You think you can just forget about me?
That I'm that disposable?
Right, here it is.
What do you want?
I'm gonna call Casey from your cell
phone, tell her we were pregnant.
She wants to marry you after that, fine.
That's her business.
But I am sick of you
lying about this.
Is that your plan? To destroy me?
Call my girl?
It's a start.
What do you
really want, miss?
Really? What do
I want, Dennis?
What do I want?
How about I want you
to tell everybody
The f***ing truth
about us?
I took care of it.
Oh, really? $500, huh? You think
that's gonna take care of it?
500 f***ing dollars? You think that's taking care of it?
I'm not even sure it was mine.
You take that back.
All right.
Cranky psycho b*tch.
Dennis, shut your mouth!
You're not helping!
What, do you think she's gonna blow you now?
Be your one true love?
It's ringing.
Hi, babe.
Hey, you're not
gonna believe this.
Hi, Casey.
You wouldn't believe this.
It's actually missy,
Dennis's ex-Girlfriend.
Dennis, are you okay?
No, actually, I'm not.
These two are really...
Jesus f***!
What happened?
Missy's dead!
Dennis shot her!
Dennis shot her!
Shut up! Shut up!
She came up here
and killed herself.
No, Dennis did it!
You're insane.
So, it wasn't
a suicide?
They struggled,
and the gun went off.
He shot her.
You positive?
Yes.
Can we be done?
Are you serious?
Look, you could
call it an accident.
But he wanted to be rid of her.
He wanted her dead.
You stopped filming
before the robbery.
Can you step out
from behind the camera?
Why was that?
Dennis told me to.
Oh, you do everything
Dennis tells you to? No.
The gun went off
in Dennis's hand.
That could be considered
manslaughter, right?
Dennis told one of my colleagues
that you brought the gun for missy.
Me?
No, she got the gun
out of the bedroom.
I just went along
because I...
I don't know. I mean, the
guy's such a cocky f***.
I just liked the idea
of rattling his cage a bit.
Did he tell you that he's the one
who taught her how to use the gun?
How did missy
meet Dennis?
Dennis had dropped out of school.
He got lucky with soccer.
Missy wrote me, bragging
about this soccer stud
And all their
sordid details.
So what brought you
back to London from I.A.?
"Back"? You came in September,
right, to visit missy.
So how come
you're back so soon?
"All other things
to their destruction draw;
Only our love
hath no decay."
Do you know that poem?
I miss you.
No, you miss this.
You are so filthy.
Oh, mike, you're
such a cub scout.
Hey, um, are you
coming back for college?
'Cause dorm space is
kind of filling up.
I don't really know yet. I
haven't really thought about it.
Why don't you come for new year's?
We can talk about it.
I don't know if I can.
Things are kind of tight.
Katie friended me on facebook. She
wants to come. So get on that.
Plus Dennis just got this amazing
place in south Kensington.
He's even letting me fix it up.
You are?
Yep. I mean, my good taste and his cash...
We can go all the way, right?
Plus he's high scorer now,
which means he got that, like,
Golden boot thing and probably
even go premier at this point.
That's great, but seriously, when's
the last time the guy read a book?
Sorry, got to go.
Miss, I was wondering
if you...
I'll call you later.
Was being filmed
a turn-On for missy?
Yeah, I suppose.
She wanted me to
record everything.
So glad that we came.
Hello. How've the boys been?
Dude.
Yo, mike, why don't you step out
from behind the camera for once?
What? Is it really
that much harder...
yes, it's his shield. Entitles you to
the intimacy you want but can't have.
Smart girl.
But if I can't have it,
Why not watch it?
Because it ain't real.
The camera sees all.
Like this?
Bit of a cassavetes,
are we?
That would just
be presumptuous.
For someone so
self-Deprecating?
I just like
getting what's real.
I suppose I hadn't meant
it to get this real.
What did you do when you
first arrived here for the holidays?
I left Katie
at the hotel,
And I went straight
to missy's.
Mike, you
shouldn't be here.
I just want to
kill myself.
Stop it.
Come on.
God, I love you.
I swear, mike, you're the closest
thing I've ever had to a brother.
Whoa, mike!
I'm sorry. What the f***
do you think you're doing?
I'm sorry. I just... I
think you deserve better.
You know everything Dennis could
give you, I could give you that.
Mike...
this is not what
I want from you.
Okay? Jesus.
Couldn't you just one day
see us becoming... No!
All right? No, no, no. You and
me, we are friends, all right?
That is all we are
ever going to be.
God! M...
Missy.
Just... remember that
one day in New York...
Yes. Yes, mike.
Almost, okay?
It never happened because
there's gonna be mistakes.
So will you just f***ing
forget about that? I can't.
You didn't tell Dennis that you
and I fooled around, did you?
No.
Mike...
No, I didn't.
Why does...
why does he hate me?
Missy, I...
i look at you, and
I could be
anything
That Dennis,
could be
And I would do anything
to be in his place.
No, f*** you, mike.
I want you out.
Okay? You said you'd
come here to help me,
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