Thoroughbreds Page #4

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then it just would have been...

Unfortunately,

quality control on black-market

drugs is poor.

Honeymooner

was going into convulsions.

He was bucking hard

and he broke the splint.

And then he...

broke the other leg, too.

But you don't wanna

hear about this.

By that point,

it just became a question

of ending it as quickly

as possible.

And I Googled methods

of execution.

I didn't have a gun,

so that was out.

But...

in Mexico,

they use something

called a "puntilla."

LILY:
A what?

AMANDA:
A puntilla.

It's like a curved blade.

Like an ice pick.

You jam it behind

the cervical vertebrae,

and they go limp.

LILY:
And you had a puntilla?

Kinda.

It stopped

the convulsions, but...

the problem with puntilla

execution is,

it doesn't actually kill

the horse,

it just paralyzes them.

And obviously I didn't want that

for Honeymooner.

So, I climbed on top of him,

he was on the ground

at this point,

and I started cutting away

the flesh of his neck.

The goal was to get to the spine

as quickly as possible

and it took some time.

The muscle had a lot

of gristle in it

and the knife got dull

pretty quickly,

but...

but I got there...

And then I...

I just stood up and I...

got my foot...

into a position where I

could kick downwards, and...

[SQUASH]

Sorry.

No, it's, um...

I think it felt right.

That it was me who did it.

After all the years

I'd spent with that horse.

I just put my head down, and...

looked at it

as completing a task.

I think we should do it.

Really?

Really.

And you're looking at me.

Only because

you're the only person here.

I do think you'd be good

at it, though.

I mean, with the kind

of composure you showed with...

Hey. Hey!

Amanda.

- Amanda, where are you going?

- I don't know

why you're saying all this now.

I think you might be saying it

- because you're emotional.

- Why am I emotional?

I don't know. You just never

really tell me

- anything about your life.

- That's not true...

But that doesn't stop you

from asking me to kill

- someone for you.

- That's not what I'm asking!

You do realize that I'm the very

worst person to do this.

I'm awaiting trial

for animal cruelty.

If anything violent happens

anywhere near me,

I'm the first person

they will come after.

- Okay. I get that.

- If we were going to do this,

we'd both need to be far away

with airtight alibis.

SINGER:
We get it

almost every night

When that moon

is big and bright

It's supernatural...

LILY:
Um...

we are here to visit

one of your guests.

Name, please.

- My name?

- The resident's name.

Oh, um...

That...

- that would be, uh...

- Ms. Jones.

SINGER:
Everybody was dancing

in the moonlight

Dancing in the moonlight...

- Thank you.

- SINGER:
Everybody's

Feeling warm and bright

It's such a fine

and natural sight

Everybody's dancing

in the moonlight

[DOOR OPENS]

[HEAVY MACHINERY WHIRRING]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING

OVER RADIO]

How did you find me?

- Asked around.

- TIM:
Asked around...

[SNICKERS] That is

so f***ing unprofessional.

You know, I wouldn't...

I wouldn't...

normally make a sale

under these circumstances.

AMANDA:
Good thing you need

the business.

I don't need the business.

Okay.

Th...

This is a temporary gig.

Fun.

I have had to hustle

for everything that I have.

You don't know

- where I come from.

- Westchester.

- Amanda...

- TIM:
F*** off.

You have no idea.

Give me five,

max ten years,

I will be running this game.

All up the coast,

I will be the guy.

- You got a creepy friend.

- I know.

- We done here...

- You got a gun?

Why do you care if I have a gun?

Just curious.

If you're planning to run

the game in a few years

I imagine it might involve,

you know, violence.

Well, it's not gonna involve

business lunches and golf.

So, you must have a gun.

None of your f***ing business.

What, are you trying to get me

in trouble?

- I bet he doesn't have one.

- AMANDA:
Yeah,

- I bet he's got like a...

- A spork.

- AMANDA:
You packin' a spork?

- F*** no,

I am not packing a spork.

What the f*** is wrong with you?

Yes,

I have a gun.

- Multiple guns?

- Multiple gun...

No! One! One gun!

What, am I, f***ing Rambo?

Do you have it on you?

- Why do you care?

- He's lying.

I have a gun.

AMANDA:
Good.

- Why "good?"

- Because then Lily

has a business proposition

for you.

[PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]

[WOMAN SINGS "AVE MARIA"]

- [SINGING STOPS ABRUPTLY]

- AMANDA:
Tim.

What?

AMANDA:
So, you'll come in

through here.

You'll break it.

Use a brick or a heavy stone.

You're sure it'll break?

LILY:
Yeah.

A tree branch came through

the other one last summer.

TIM:
All right.

Well, that'll be loud.

Yeah. And that's the point.

He'll wake up

and he'll likely come in

through here.

And then you will...

TIM:
Right?

- Am I missing something?

- No, you got it.

I didn't think

you'd bring it here.

You don't like it?

LILY:
Please don't point

that thing at me.

AMANDA:
Is it loaded?

You wanna hold it?

No, thanks.

Come on.

Anyway, you'll shoot.

You'll grab some stuff,

make it look like a robbery,

and then you'll run out

the way you came.

- TIM:
Then I'll go to my car.

- AMANDA:
Yeah.

TIM:
Am I gonna trip an alarm?

AMANDA:
There's no reason

you'd set one.

TIM:
The neighbors will call

the cops.

AMANDA:
I doubt it.

There's no one especially close.

TIM:
You ever heard a gunshot,

sweetheart?

Plus sound carries

over the water.

AMANDA:
Then drive away quickly.

TIM:
"Then drive away quickly."

Middle of the night in a quiet

neighborhood like this.

What am I?

Supposed to get lost in traffic?

Drive away at a moderate speed

without your headlights on.

No one will be able

to ID your car.

Yeah, and slam into a tree,

on these windy f***ing roads.

I believe in you.

TIM:
[SCOFFS]

You know what,

I don't think you girls

are thinking this through.

AMANDA:
Well, if you don't want

the hundred thousand...

How do I know

you're good for it?

AMANDA:
We're good for it.

TIM:
I know you're good for it.

But how do I know the f***ing...

Swimfan over there

isn't gonna have

an episode and change her mind?

We're good for it.

You sure you wanna let

this b*tch talk you into this?

TIM [OVER RECORDING]:

Do you have it on you?

LILY [OVER RECORDING]: Yes.

TIM [OVER RECORDING]: You sure?

- LILY [OVER RECORDING]: Yeah.

- TIM [OVER RECORDING]: Where?

LILY [OVER RECORDING]:

Right here.

TIM [OVER RECORDING]:

Okay. One gram or two?

LILY [OVER RECORDING]: Two.

TIM [OVER RECORDING]:

Okay. That's one-twenty.

Why would you record that?

You're gonna blackmail me

into killing your stepdad?

- No. That's...

- AMANDA:
Yeah. Exactly that.

You got it.

TIM:
Don't drag her into this.

And you know what?

Don't drag me.

Because, unlike you,

we have lives to lead.

- Oh, you do?

- Yeah.

I don't know about her,

but I do.

You work in a nursing home.

Other than that,

you sell drugs to children.

- That's a life?

- Amanda...

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