Lost in the Sun

Synopsis: Lost in the Sun is a coming-of-age story about Dawn, a Napa Valley teen fresh off her high school graduation and about to set out for college. Days from starting her new life away from her rural upbringing, she gets an odd text from her estranged sister, who stole from the family years before and vanished into San Francisco. Not ready to write her older sister off, Dawn sets out for San Francisco, determined to bring her sister back from exile and the family back together again. But in a city bigger, stranger than anything she's ever experienced, she finds something beyond her sheltered imagination: her sister is involved with a cult of sungazers who've found a darker side to the sun, and intend to use it.
Genre: Thriller
Director(s): Dave Moutray
Production: Floren Shieh Productions
 
Rotten Tomatoes:
20%
Year:
2015
106 Views


Some people can see

all your mistakes.

The way you hold it

in your shoulders.

Show it in your face.

I made a lot of mistakes

in my life

and they were my mistakes.

Nobody else's.

Mine.

When you get older,

all those mistakes

start piling up inside you.

Regrets, blame.

It's enough to make you

sick to your stomach.

Problem is,

there are certain things

that I just can't

change about myself.

Fill it up, will you?

- Morning.

- Good morning.

$20 on eight, please?

Where are your cards?

Cards... Backside of

this aisle right here.

He almost finished out there?

Yeah, almost.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

Hello? What's the address

of your emergency?

That'll be it.

Okay, $20 on the pump, $24.

$24. That's a steal.

You have a good day.

BOY-

You're the one from the paper.

I think you got me confused

with somebody else, all right?

No. I know who you are.

I know who he is too.

The truth, sir...

I assume you're a friend.

I'm sorry.

A friend of the family?

Yeah.

I'm sorry for your loss.

What's gonna happen

with the boy?

He's going to his

grandparents' place.

Where were they?

They live in

Farmington, New Mexico.

But I hear his

grandfather's gravely ill.

You driving him?

Oh, no. I'm just gonna chauffer him

over to the bus station.

Do you know Louis?

No.

Thank the Lord,

he's got his grandparents.

Yeah.

All right, son.

You ready?

Yes, sir.

Let me help you.

Right over here.

All right, son.

So all right.

Here we go.

Now I've got your ticket.

Your money's in the envelope.

They're gonna put your skis

and bags underneath.

I hate buses.

Can't you just drive me?

Aw, son, I'm needed here.

But you'll be fine.

Nothing to worry about, okay?

It's uh...

It was nice meeting you.

You too, Louis.

I'll be praying for you, son.

Hey, Louis.

I'm John.

Yeah, you were at the church.

That's right, that's right.

Nice to meet you.

Listen, I'm sorry

about your mother.

It's a shame.

Listen, I just got a phone call

from your grandparents.

Apparently, they don't

love the idea of you

riding on this bus

for three days.

They asked me if

I'd give you a lift.

Meanwhile, I was headed that way

so I told them, sh*t, why not?

Sir, I don't know you.

Yeah, well, I don't really

know you either and,

frankly, this is

a pain in my ass.

But, like I said,

I know your grandparents

and your mother was a...

She was a good woman.

You knew my mom?

Yeah.

She never really

talked about you.

Yeah?

Well, I guess I didn't make much of

an impression then, did I?

We kept in touch.

I'd call, she'd call.

- You know how it goes.

- Yeah.

Listen, I got to hit the road.

I understand if you don't

want to come with me.

Besides, buses ain't so bad.

Perfectly civilized mode of

transportation, if you ask me.

But, hey,

good luck to you, kid,

and my deepest condolences to

you and your family, all right?

Kid, you getting

on the bus? I gotta go.

Sir.

Sir?

Get in.

You, uh... You live in

this car or something?

No, of course not.

I just wasn't expecting guests.

Your mother was

a wonderful woman.

Classy lady, fun gal.

Full of spirit.

She was...

Sparky.

- Oh...

- She was...

I forgot.

What do you got there?

Pictures.

Ah.

This is my grandparents' house.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Good, that's good.

You know, the only time I really visited

them was when I was little.

Mom didn't get along with

my grandparents too well.

Didn't really talk.

Hey, how long do you

think it'll take?

I don't know.

What?

Nothing.

Hey, I got to make

a couple quick calls.

Should just take me

a couple minutes.

- Moody residence.

- Mrs. Moody?

John Wheeler here.

How you doing?

You have got some

nerve calling here.

I was just at your daughter's

wake. Where were you?

Earl's sick.

Now what do you want?

I got Louis, her boy.

What... why would

you have Louis?

Now, look, there's been

a change of plans.

I'm gonna drive him home.

Where's that priest?

Put Louis on the phone.

It'll just take

a couple of days.

You got nothing to worry about.

Now you put Louis back on

that bus and get back...

One more stop.

Stay here.

Hey, I need that to get home!

What's up, John?

Will you excuse us

for a moment, please?

Okay, thanks.

This is a f***ing joke, right'?

There's a little over

6,000 bucks right there.

You're short $14,000

and change. Maybe more.

Well, what are you...

you said $10,000.

I owe you $10,000.

You're late, John, again.

So it's $20.

What are you doing, huh?

How long have

we known each other?

Long enough for you

to know better.

This is f***ing bullshit, John!

Do you understand?

What the f***

do you want from me?

John,

protection in jail

is very expensive.

Do you understand that?

I didn't ask you for

any goddamned protection.

Yeah, but you took it.

You know jail could have

been dangerous for you, John.

I'm living out of my car.

I don't have anything else.

I just gave you everything

that I got, okay?

Boy, do you want

to go back to jail?

You like the bed and the three meals of

crap they serve you every day?

'Cause I can arrange that with

just one f***ing phone call.

Freddy, give me

the f***ing phone.

No, no, no, no.

You're not gonna

make any phone calls.

I got just as much sh*t

on you as you got on me.

6,000 bucks.

That's all you get.

We're closed!

We're closed!

Goddamn kid.

Hey, are you in

some kind of trouble?

It's nothing.

Did they do that to you?

I don't know

what I was thinking.

You ain't worth the trouble.

The closest I could

get you is Albuquerque.

I'll call your grandma and have her

pick you up in a couple of days.

Good to meet you.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Louis!

Louis!

Louis?

Louis.

Hey.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

I don't want to be alone.

Why did she have to die?

There's no good reason.

I don't know, man.

I don't have anyone else.

Hey, you're gonna be all right.

Hey! Hey!

Hey, let's get something to eat.

I'm hungry-

What's with these skis?

For skiing.

Yeah, well, there ain't

no snow around here.

The skis were a gift

from my mom.

You probably never

even skied before.

She wanted me to learn.

Skiing's expensive.

I just saved you

a shitload of money.

It was the last thing

she gave me before she died.

Yeah, it's a dumb sport.

I can't believe all you got was

$20 bucks and that stupid ring!

Are you hungry?

I'm starving.

Let's go.

Mm, mm.

Good.

What, you're not gonna eat?

I'm not hungry.

Fine with me. Starve.

Look at that

little piece of ass.

Hey, you like women?

Yeah, I guess.

You guess?

All right, well, know this.

A scorned woman will

tear your heart out,

put it between

two buns and eat it

just as your life

slips away before you.

Don't ever forget that.

Hey, you wanna drive?

Yeah? You wanna drive?

All right, can you

see over the hood?

I guess.

All right.

Your feet touch the pedals?

I think so.

You think so or you can?

It's kind of a big deal.

- Yeah, fine.

- Okay, all right.

So this is an automatic.

So all you gotta do is pull that

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