Southland Tales Page #7

Synopsis: Southland Tales is an ensemble piece set in the futuristic landscape of Los Angeles on July 4, 2008, as it stands on the brink of social, economic and environmental disaster. Boxer Santaros is an action star who's stricken with amnesia. His life intertwines with Krysta Now, an adult film star developing her own reality television project, and Ronald Taverner, a Hermosa Beach police officer who holds the key to a vast conspiracy.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Mystery
Director(s): Richard Kelly
Production: Samuel Goldwyn Films
  1 win & 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
5.5
Metacritic:
44
Rotten Tomatoes:
38%
R
Year:
2006
145 min
$227,365
Website
1,222 Views


Very well, thank you very much.

That is, until I hear

screams from next door

because USIDent

is raiding my neighbor's house,

based on false information

provided by that Orwellian nightmare

your friend endorsed.

You ever lose someone close to you,

a loved one, in a terrorist attack?

'Cause I have.

This may come as a shock to you,

Mr. Smallhouse,

but I lost two people in Abilene...

two of my four ex-husbands,

on a fishing trip,

which they took every year

to b*tch about me.

What are you going to do

with all that free money?

I'm going to distribute

my documentary film,

help some women in the Middle East

get some more civil liberties.

Do you know

what those two words mean?

"Civil liberties"?

You ought to write them down.

You know what? You're going

to go down, Cyndi Pinziki.

That's right,

I know your real name.

You know,

I wasn't going to do this,

but I feel very generous today.

I'm going to leave you

with a little present.

Wow. I am flattered.

What is it?

- A Taser gun to the balls.

- What?

You should know that

there's another tape out there,

a far more incriminating tape

featuring your pal,

Boxer Santaros,

and a double murder,

and it's going to cost

a lot more than a million

to get your hands on that one,

because when

all is said and done,

nobody rocks the cock

like Cyndi Pinziki.

Eat sh*t, you f***er!

Whoa, yeah!

That little b*tch, she stole it.

What?

Your friend Krysta.

She stole the tape

for her stupid reality show.

She's going to go

pranked on with it.

She probably thinks

it's the footage of her and... - what?

Oh, eat a dick, Pinziki,

eat a dick!

What?

She just told me to eat a dick.

She's going completely f***ing off.

You think your personal privacy

is more important

than protecting

my family from terrorists?

Well, guess again.

If the government

won't stop them, I will.

Vote no on Proposition 69.

President Bush

was received warmly

by a group of Orange County

Republican business leaders.

We've made it such

that an underground industry

thrives on human beings.

One question that the president

did not address

was the rising gas prices

starting to threaten

the GDP of the California economy.

Several small earthquakes

have been reported

off the coast of Santa Monica,

each increasing in magnitude.

Seismologists

are warning Southland residents

of another massive earthquake,

noting tidal disturbances

emanating

from the Utopia Three facility

on the Pacific coast.

I felt a premonition.

Danger was on the horizon.

Man, this is great.

Sh*t, Boxer Santaros.

Jericho Kane.

The information that I've uncovered

could get me killed,

but it was a risk I was willing to take.

The fate of the world

depends on you, Jericho.

Yes.

You must board the MegaZeppelin.

The secret you are looking for is

hidden in the Baron's private chamber.

What is the secret?

There's a dead body

they've retrieved from the desert.

They found the body in your car.

Did I kill someone out there?

They're listening.

They're watching.

If you should succeed,

remember me, my love.

Remember my name.

I will.

L...

I want to suck your dick.

If you don't let me suck your dick,

I'm going to kill myself.

W- w... wait.

Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

Target locked.

Take your pants off right now,

or I'm going to pull the trigger.

Take them off.

Okay.

Jericho Kane...

is going to make your wish

come true...

and turn you into a new woman.

We could rent a room at Shutters.

It's my favorite place.

All right, we are trailing

Zora Charmichaels and Bart Bookman.

They are driving a silver pickup truck

looking to rendezvous

with Krysta Kapowski,

a. k. a. Krysta Now,

blonde, 5'4", 110 pounds.

Apparently there is

a tape in her possession.

That is the target.

There's here car.

B*tch.

All right, now it's on.

Let's go.

God, this is

so revolutionary, Krysta.

We have a Steadicam.

I know, but when I said Steadicam,

I didn't a My First Steadicam.

I want a real one,

like a real movie.

I mean, TV show,

but it's like a movie.

You know,

these kind of new technologies

are totally changing culture now.

Yeah, especially now

that everything is digital.

That sausage makes me hungry.

Right down there, to the right,

behind the toilet, feed the hole.

Oh, yeah.

- Do you see this scene?

- Yeah.

- It feels good.

- It's hot.

Sir, those people

are trying to kill me.

Whoa.

Get the f*** out of my way,

you b*tch.

Do you know who we are?

- What's your hurry, b*tch?

- Oh, don't you...

Anybody else

want to take a swing at me?

Krysta, it's the wrong tape,

you stupid whore.

Come on and get me, fucks.

Fascist pigs.

Oh, my God!

Go, go!

Why did I buy this car?

Come on.

Grid nine zero two

six six...

- Hello?

- Fortunio.

- Hey, hey.

- Boxer.

I'm at 26th Street,

on The Strand, okay?

Okay, bye.

Fortunio was

on the Baron's payroll all along.

Put him up. Put him up.

His orders

were to deliver the specimen

to Treer Plaza before sundown.

Up, up, up.

Watch it.

There's no turning back now.

You're a good friend.

Cyndi had obtained a ticket

to the launch

of the Jenny Von Westphalen.

Unfortunately,

she did not have a plus one.

Darkness fell upon the city.

Neo-Marxist cells

began to converge upon downtown.

Treer Corporation would like

to thank the mayor,

the City of Los Angeles

Chamber of Commerce,

and all the sponsors

who have supported the launch.

All proceeds will benefit

the victims' families...

The Eliot campaign

will celebrate the holiday

with a memorial concert

at the Taper Center.

Eliot will attend

the concert with his family,

while Senator Frost will attend

the launch of the Treer MegaZeppelin

just several blocks away.

Paranoia

began to consume their lives.

Thousands gather

to witness the maiden voyage

of America's technological marvel,

the Southland's newest wonder,

the Treer MegaZeppelin.

...the hills above Los Angeles today,

while on the ground

authorities are bracing

for the first riots since 1992.

You can see right there, a car bomb

went off just moments ago.

So why do you want to kill yourself?

I got drafted, dog.

I got to go to Iraq,

maybe Syria.

I can't take that sh*t.

I'd rather put a bullet

in my head quick and painless.

Fallujah.

You were in Iraq?

Yo, how'd you get out, dog?

That's none of your business.

Just try and cross the border

into Mexico.

That's where

my brother and I are headed.

Yo, I don't have a visa, dog.

You said something

while you were asleep.

"We saw the shadows

of the morning light...

"the shadows of the evening sun...

until the shadows

and the light were one. "

What does that mean?

"Three days. "

The final three days.

It all ends tonight.

It's gonna be a hot time

in the city tonight.

Job well done, Miss Now.

Is he gonna be okay?

Well, as they say,

only time will tell.

What does this mean?

There is a path to end all suffering.

You should take it.

Behold the Eighth

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Richard Kelly

James Richard Kelly, better known as Richard Kelly, is an American film director and writer, known for writing and directing the cult classic Donnie Darko in 2001. more…

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