Midnighters

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Is this thing on?

Are we on?

Alright, alright!

Who's ready to par-tay?

Grab your honey pot closer

and get ready to give him

a big old New Year's

Eve smooch.

Here we go now, let's

all join in, on my mark!

Ten, nine

eight, seven, six

five, four, three,

two, one!

Happy New Year!

There you are.

You missed the countdown.

I heard it.

You left me hanging

in there.

I don't know how you stand

workin' with these people

So are you gonna pay

the mortgage?

Happy New Year, Jeff.

Come here.

This is our year, Linz.

We're gonna

make it happen.

That was our resolution

last year.

Trust me.

This is the one.

- The cops will be out.

- I got it.

Wait, don't we need

to pick up your sister?

When I dropped her off,

she said she'd get a ride.

I bet she will.

I didn't wanna tell you

before the party

but I caught her going

through our closet earlier.

She left most of her

clothes in New York.

She was weird about it.

That's just how she is.

Did you think

about the offer?

Yeah.

And?

I'll be done by April.

It's been eight months.

I'm sick of living

in a construction zone.

I'm on top of it, Linz.

What are you doing?

- Nothing.

- Stop.

What happened to that girl

I fell in love with?

The one who knew

how to live a little.

Remember her?

Jeff!

Oh, my God.

What did you do?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Can you hear me, brother?

Can you hear me? Hey.

Call 9-1-1.

Will you grab your phone?

You're gonna be alright,

alright?

We got, we got people

coming for you.

We're gonna...

just hang in there, man.

There's no reception.

Okay. Okay.

Grab his legs.

We gotta take him

ourselves.

Okay, okay, I got him.

Open the door.

Okay.

Use this.

Hey, hey. It's okay.

Oh, Jesus Christ,

he's seizing!

- What do I do?

- Talk to him!

Okay. Hey, hey.

Hey, man.

Don't go towards

the light. You got...

You got stuff to live for.

Lots of stuff, right?

Hey?

Hey, hey, hey! Hey.

Hey, man?

Can you hear me, man?

Buddy?

He stopped breathing.

- Are you sure?

- I don't f***ing know!

Check his pulse.

Nothing.

He's gone.

Okay. Um...

How much

did you have to drink?

I... I wasn't counting.

We could say

you were driving.

I had

three glasses of wine.

Left. Go left.

Go back to the house.

- The hospital's in the other direction!

- Just do it.

- Jeff, we can't...

- We can't stay here!

We're gonna take him in,

I promise. We just...

We need some place where... w...

where we can think about this, okay?

Figure things out.

There's nothing

that we could have done.

Two hours.

That's all we need.

- For what?

- Sober up.

Then we'll, we'll drop

him off at the ER

- and pretend like it just happened.

- Whoa, whoa, no, no, no.

- I don't think I can...

- I'll... I'll do the talking.

- Two hours?

- Yeah, that's it.

- Then we'll drop him off.

- Okay.

Why don't you,

why don't you change out

of that dress, yeah?

Okay.

Lindsey, come here.

It's probably sitting

in the middle of the road.

- We have to call the police...

- I, I have to go back.

No, no, Jeff,

please don't leave me...

I'll be back

in ten minutes.

I'll be back

in ten minutes.

You'll be fine.

Close the door behind me.

Wait, your shirt!

Hand me the hoodie.

That felt good, thanks.

So are we going inside

or what?

And you were doing

so well.

A couple

good pick-up lines

a ride on the open road

not desperate,

but not aloof.

So what do you say?

A guy I knew used to say that

people are either wolves

or they're wolves

in sheep's clothing.

So which are you?

Happy New Year's.

Happy New Year.

Lindsey?

Jeff?

Let me go!

My sister's calling

the police right now

my brother-in-law

is getting his gun.

I'm warning you.

This is your last chance.

What the f*** was that?

It came from the garage.

I thought it was you.

Hannah?

Hannah, whoa! Whoa!

- Let me go, let me go!

- Hannah, Hannah! Stop.

- Get away from me! Get off of me!

- It's us. It's me.

- Hannah, it's us.

- Get off of me!

- Hannah, Hannah, it's us.

- Get away from me!

It's me! Hannah, it's me.

Hannah,

we're not gonna hurt you.

Shut up. Shut up.

- Don't go in there, Jeff, don't...

- Shh.

Oh, my God, careful.

What did I do?

What did I do?

Hannah, I gotta

get your shoes off, okay?

They're gonna believe me...

Sweetie, we're not

calling the police.

Why not?

Jeff hit him.

What?

It was an accident.

We were trying to help,

okay?

I know, sweetheart.

I'm gonna get you

in the shower, okay?

Come on, Hannah.

Come on. I got you.

What's the deal?

She took two Ambien.

When I went back...

...there was a police car

on the road.

- Near where we hit him.

- I'm calling Bob Graham.

A lawyer's more likely to

turn us in than help us.

This isn't "Goodfellas,"

Jeff.

If you make that call

what do you think

is gonna happen to me?

Or your sister?

Look.

You do

what you have to do

but I'm gonna go in there

and I'm gonna find out

who this guy is

before we do

something stupid.

Oh, God, please don't be

so rough with him.

Here we go.

Wait.

What?

That's... that's

our address.

He was on his way here.

Is there anything

you've done?

Any reason

you could think of...

...that would make someone

come after you?

Because if there is,

now would be...

- How can you even ask me that?

- You work at a bank!

- I'm a loan officer!

- So there's money!

You should have been

watching the road!

Forgive me for trying to spice

things up a little bit.

Maybe if you weren't

always at work

letting Crisco

walk all over you.

My job is the only thing

keeping us in this house.

- How do you think that makes me feel?

- You don't seem to mind.

Yeah, well

you don't seem to mind

sitting on your ass

all day.

If the cops

found the license plate

they could be here

any minute.

Hey.

We're gonna make it

through this.

Okay?

But I need you

to trust me.

- I can't. I can't.

- Yes, you can, yes, you can.

If the cops come, we're gonna

tell them that we hit a deer.

We have to do something

about this mess, though.

Back there.

We'll deal with it later.

Him. We'll deal

with him later.

- You know what

this reminds me of?

- What?

That sh*t-hole apartment

we had after college.

Cleaning it after

we moved in.

Those brushes

my mom gave us.

Trying not to gag

on the bleach.

- God, it was so damn hot...

- Shut up, Jeff.

Yeah.

What time is it?

Uh, almost 8:
00, I think.

I could use a little

coffee, if you don't mind.

Sure.

Good morning, officers.

Happy New Year, ma'am. Sorry

to bother you so early.

Oh, I'm an early riser.

I'm Officer Varone.

This is Officer Campbell.

Um, you're

Lindsey Pittman?

- Your husband, Jeff Pittman?

- That's right.

I wondered who bought the old

place after Miss Dainer passed.

It's a real fixer upper,

but we're getting there.

You out late last night,

Mrs. Pittman?

Not especially.

We had a work event.

Anything unusual happened

on the drive home?

No, not that

I can think of.

Did you or your husband have

anything to drink, ma'am?

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