Southbound
- R
- Year:
- 2015
- 89 min
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F*** this sh*t!
Let's go home.
Regret and remorse.
Amends and atonement,
that's life right?
But this next one is for you.
All you lost souls racing down
that long road to redemption,
and all you sinners running
from your past,
but heading straight into that
bitter darkness up ahead.
We're all on that same
endless highway.
The one with no name
and no exits.
Looking for a way out of
tonight and into tomorrow.
Well, they gonna
try to stop you,
but you got to say
"F*** it" and keep moving.
Because this is your highway.
And tonight might
just be the night
you finally out run
those wicked demons,
once in for all.
And I'll be right here with you
making sure you get where you're going.
What's up?
Nothing.
Don't worry, we're fine.
It's customer's only.
Hey!
Read the sign.
Twenty on the truck.
Rough night?
Yeah.
Have a nice day.
Mich, let's get
the f*** out of here.
Come on!
Come again soon.
F***!
What the f***?
What the f***?
Rough night?
What the f***?
There's gotta be a way out.
What if there's not?
Pullover.
- What?
- Pullover.
Are you crazy?
What you gonna do?
I'm not running.
Mich!
Mich!
Hey!
Hey!
I know we've had a
pretty f***ed up day,
but if you can keep it together for
a little bit longer that'll be great.
Why? What are
we running to?
What?
So we get out of here
and go home and then what?
And then nothing we're home,
that's the point. Back to normal.
Exactly.
Mich.
You wanted this.
We did this for you, we
did this for Catherine.
So get in the f***ing truck!
I'm not asking you to stay.
You've lost it, man.
You want to stay
here and get killed?
I'll see you around.
Jack, come on.
What do you want?
I think you've figured it out,
they've come to collect.
There's no way out,
we've f***ed up!
You know what, Mich, f*** you!
I'm going home.
Jack!
Dad.
Catherine?
Dad why won't you help me?
Catherine!
Dad help me!
Catherine!
Help!
Dad!
Catherine!
Catherine!
Catherine! F***!
It's piercing my brain.
My God, it's one o'clock.
Guys we got to go.
Ava, get up.
I've never been so
hungover in like...
You guys got everything?
It's to early for this!
Southbound baby.
Goin' on down that road and each
time hold on and
don't ever let go.
Yeo!
Hannah.
Whoa!
Man, this thing is f***ed.
Of course, the one day we can't
afford to stop, we get a flat.
It would be fine if your drum kit
didn't have to take up so much space.
But it wasn't my idea to take
out the spare tire, Kimberly.
Whatever, I'll just call triple
A, can you hand me my bag?
Nope.
Do you even know where we are?
GPS can't even find
us on my phone.
No we're not on a private road.
We're in the middle of the
state highway right now.
Why is it so hot?
We can't help you.
Well, yeah. Thanks for nothing.
The closest place is
four hours from here.
And it's closed.
- Why?
- It's so early.
The chick on the phone sounded
like she was at a bar.
Which reminds me.
Wait, you're not serious, Kim.
What? It's not like
we going anywhere.
Warm beer.
Guys, car!
Great! I was seriously thinking
who I'll have to eat first,
see you by the way.
Youngest.
Can we offer you a ride?
Is there a town close by? Triple
A says there's nothing for miles.
No we are pretty far out. Actually
closest town is quite a way south.
You would wanna go
to Pete's auto body.
Okay.
Talk to Pete.
He's not gonna be there
until tomorrow, though.
Why don't you come to our place?
Just until we can get hold of Pete.
Thanks a lot really, but we're good.
We're used to sleeping in the van.
You know, Betty,
I wonder if the camper at Kensington
has the same size tire as the van?
Sure they have a spare.
Bet the boys could
fix it right up.
Yeah! I guess
maybe we could.
No, we're good, thank
you, though. Really.
Well, suit yourselves.
Goodbye.
Wait!
What? What are you doing?
We don't know where we are.
We haven't seen...
This is not a good idea, to
go with those complete weirdos.
Look at us, look at them.
We're the weirdos.
I'd rather go with them than
with a bunch of rappie dudes.
So are you girls students?
No, we're not, we are in a band.
Fun, a rock and roll group.
- Yup.
- We play jazz.
Smooth jazz.
I do love jazz.
So, how long have you
guys lived out here?
I don't know, since the war.
Is that a trap or something?
It probably was, but broken now.
Phonies.
This is your fault, okay?
All right then.
You don't have to worry about locking
it up, there's no one around for miles.
Come on.
Here we are, the bathroom's
right there. Nap, shower,
anything that you need to do.
The Kensington's are going to be
coming over for supper.
It's just so wonderful
to have some company.
I'm sorry about Alex.
What did you just say?
It's so wonderful to have
some company.
No, before that.
- I will whip up some supper for us.
- Thank you.
What the f***!
They aren't old right? They act like
they're eighty and from the fifties.
Bet they have the nastiest sex.
Wait.
Did you guys hear that?
What are you talking about?
Kim, this totally
looks like you.
You like a hot milk maid.
They definitely have
the nastiest sex.
My cousin is a Sunday school
teacher and she loves anal.
I really don't think
I'm hearing things.
You're so gross.
You started it.
This bed is like
a freaking cloud.
I don't think it's a good idea
for us to take a nap here, Ava.
Hey, you totally had
sex with that old guy
just because he had a
Tempur-Pedic mattress.
Okay, he wasn't old.
Old.
He was pretty old.
He was 49, that's not old.
- That's so old.
- That's old even for me.
Stop talking to me.
She's done it again.
This is beautiful.
Just beautiful.
How lucky we are that you have access
to these old family recipe's, Betty.
So, you guys have a tire?
For the van! Yes, sure, the boys will
fix that up for you. Wont you, boys?
Sorry, are these your son's?
You look so young.
You just made Betty's
year with that one.
Actually we adopted the boys,
it's a long sad story.
Let's give thanks.
Divine one,
we offer our gratitude
for this beast.
For this blood.
For these vessels of a new.
We bow to you,
for you all knowing.
We offer ourselves to you.
For you are the master.
Amen.
Um, what exactly
is in this dish?
It's a Sunday roast.
I probably should have mentioned
before that I don't eat meat.
I see.
You know there are some who just
don't have the luxury to not eat meat.
Only the strong survive,
right, boys?
So you guys Russian
or something?
Russian? That is a good one.
No.
Raymond and Betty their
just very traditional.
Set in their ways, as are we.
But it is no matter,
everything is fine,
you don't have to eat the meat.
It's actually really good.
It is.
I thought there was four of you.
Enough.
This place feels like
a bad acid trip.
Those twins.
What the f*** was that
prayer all about?
Why do you have be so negative?
Seriously?
Yeah!
So we got a flat.
What the f***!
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