Stillwater Page #6
- Year:
- 2018
- 92 min
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you sick f***.
Okay, first thing,
nobody complained
about that then, right?
Second, filming the
beautiful female form
and killing your f***ing friend
is like apples to oranges.
If anybody was jealous
of Coop's women,
it was f***ing Dawson.
Dawson?
[Jack] May Darnell was just
the tip of the p*ssy iceberg.
[Dawson] Jesus.
Clair, Danielle,
and busty Orban.
I wouldn't be surprised if
Coop flew back from Hollywood
just to f*** Dawson's wife.
You better not f***ing
say that sh*t to me.
- Whoa, hey hey.
- I swear I will f*** you up.
Jack, Jack, Jack,
you're not helping.
You're not helping, Jack.
You're not so
f***ing clean yourself,
f***ing mister malpractice.
Yeah, no sh*t.
Willie, how you kill a patient
all day?
I don't need to
explain sh*t to you
because drunkenly hanging
up speakers and lights,
that sh*t doesn't even compare
to the first day
of medical school.
Hey, what day
of medical school
do they teach you how to
gas patients to death, man?
Oh, Jesus, Jack.
Man.
Hmmm?
Why would you say that, man?
- [Leech] Hit him, Willie.
- What day is that?
You gonna f***ing hit me?
[Leech] He deserves to be
f***ing hit, right in the face.
Hit me, b*tch.
Hit me, just f***ing hit me.
(gun firing)
It was Wizard.
So everybody shut the f*** up.
Yeah, okay.
Hey, you know, sleeping on it
probably isn't the worst idea
right now, you know?
[Leech] Jesus, why
are my ideas only good
when they come outta one
of your f***ing mouths?
Strength in unity, huh?
You should probably
get some sleep, man.
You need it more than any of us.
I'll keep watch.
Yeah, you know, but
you're not on tour anymore.
(ominous atmospheric music)
The third day
there was a family.
Everyone always thinks
they're in this battlefield
in the middle of nowhere,
but really you're
in a quiet village.
And you walk down the streets,
you see the villagers
who haven't fled yet
and you wonder
which one of them's
gonna shoot you in the back.
Okay, but you don't have
to go back there
right now, Richie.
There's gunfire everywhere.
Bombs.
they opened up and fired.
Mother holding a baby,
f***ing newborn.
It's over now, Richie.
It's okay.
Except it isn't, Dawson.
So, I'll keep watch.
Goodnight.
(heavy breathing)
(eerie atmospheric music)
(intense orchestral music)
(heavy breathing)
Richie?
Richie?
You couldn't sleep either.
You know, before
we got out here,
I thought my life was ending.
Because of Ashley?
Yeah.
I had all this...
When you have your
problems at home,
they just seem so, I don't
know, insurmountable.
But, you're alive.
You're healthy.
You know, it just gives
you some perspective.
You know, if this
is what it takes,
I don't want it.
Big divorce,
bills,
endless work,
losing baseball games.
I mean, that sh*t all
has a silver lining.
You know, what's the
silver lining here?
[Willie] I love you, man.
[Dawson] You too, man.
All right, Dawson.
All right.
(ominous atmospheric music)
- [Willie] Dawson.
- [Leech] Dawson.
[Jack] Dawson.
[Willie] Dawson, get up.
- [Jack] Wake up, man.
- [Leech] Get up, man.
[Dawson] What?
What's wrong?
We shouldn't have slept on it.
What happened?
Where's Fauna?
The bodies?
That's only the
half of it, man.
Coop's body's gone.
No, bullshit.
It's gone, man.
It's not there anymore.
[Leech] Come on,
dude, let's go.
Come on.
No, no.
Richie.
[All] Richie, Richie.
[Dawson] What'd
you do, Richie?
Richie, where'd you go?
Yo, something is
seriously wrong.
You don't think he
killed her, do you?
No, man.
He didn't just f***ing
kill a woman for no reason.
What if he had a reason?
[Dawson] We gotta
find him right now.
Well, he didn't go far.
Yeah, especially if he's
dragging dead bodies around.
Leech, shut the f*** up, man.
What?
Am I gonna be the
only one who says it?
We can't just keep ignoring
the glaring evidence
'cause we used to f***ing
hang out with the guy.
That's my best friend
that you're talking about.
All right, we're
gonna split up,
cover more ground
that way, all right?
I call you.
[Dawson] All right.
No, you can't, you
can't just call him.
What are you saying?
Bullshit, I know you two
as always.
psychopath's friend over there.
Watch your mouth, Leech.
- What if they're in on it?
- You know what then?
Then you're dead body will
give us way more information
than your live one has.
Okay, Leech and I,
we're going this way.
Go, you guys circle
back that way.
Let's go, move.
Oh, man, I'm
telling you, Jack.
Jack.
Watch your f***ing step.
Jack, you gotta
hear me out, man.
- Jack.
- I could...
F***.
What, man?
Talk to me.
drink right now, man.
Jack, you need some water.
You cut the Dr.
Will sh*t for a minute
and talk to me like a friend.
Talk to me like a
f***ing friend, man.
Okay.
You really think
Richie did all this?
I don't know.
I don't know, man.
(water splashing)
[Leech] Guys, over here.
(intense orchestral music)
Richie!
We just found him.
He won't listen to us, man.
Richie, what the hell
are you doing, man?
(grunting)
[Jack] Whoa.
(grunting and yelling)
Jesus.
Oh sh*t.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa.
Dawson, Dawson.
No, man, he's gone, bro.
He's gone.
Look at him.
We can't help him.
Good, good,
'cause I'm not going anywhere
near that f***ing lunatic.
Richie, Richie.
Hey, it's me, Dawson.
Hey, you remember
that semi-final game
against Point?
Yeah, man, the
meat of that lineup
was bigger than our dads.
I kept shaking off your signs
and you thought I was doing
it just to piss you off.
But really, I was just afraid
to throw them anything.
Hey, Richie, I swear,
man if you hadn't been talking
those guys would've
put up 20 on me.
You said you threw
a three-hitter?
That was your framing.
The ump was calling
them at the shins.
It's all gone wrong, Dawson.
I know, Richie.
We're gonna get through
this, like everything.
Yeah, he's right, Richie.
There's nothing that
we can't overcome.
and protect each other
and then you do and...
Hey, you're not
there anymore, Richie.
You're with us now.
You guys got
families, businesses.
Me, I got nothing.
You're with us, Richie.
You got us, man.
I killed them, Dawson.
I killed them both.
Lock me up forever,
but I didn't kill Coop.
I loved him, just
like I love all you.
Richie, we love you too, man.
We love you too.
Come on.
Let's go back to the
camp and get the canoes.
Let's get the hell outta here.
(intense orchestral music)
F***, man.
Richie, what the f***?
Say it was me,
all of it.
What?
No, Richie, Richie, wait, no no.
Richie wait, Richie!
[Leech] Whoa whoa whoa whoa.
(ominous atmospheric music)
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