Wonderland

- (knocking)

- Man:
Hello?

Is there anybody in there?

Is there anybody inside?

- (knocking)

- (whispering) Come on, please.

Come on.

Is there anybody in there?

- (dog squealing)

- Sh*t.

Open this goddamn door

before I knock it the f*** in.

Is he back yet?

That deadbeat still owes me

from yesterday.

Hey, look, you got 15 minutes

before I call the cops.

Take a bath.

(car horn blares)

What's happening?

Woman:

Hey, come on now!

(sobbing)

Woman:
Miss?

Miss...

excuse me, sweetheart?

Are you okay?

- Is anyone coming to get you?

- He left me.

Come with me. This is not

a safe neighborhood. Come on.

Come on, come with me.

Come on, I'm going to take

you back to my house.

What's your name, miss?

He said, "This time, Dawn, it's gonna be

different. It'll be different."

Now we've been in that

shithole for days now.

- Who? Who is it that said this?

- John!

My f***ing boyfriend.

Mailbox 8860,

it's a message from Dawn.

Can you have it read,

"John, it's Dawn, I'm in Hollywood.

Some holy roller found me

on the street, come f***ing get me"?

- I'm sorry, I won't be able to...

- Okay, how about, "John, it's Dawn.

I'm in Hollywood.

Come get me, cocksucker"?

All right, can you just tell him

to come get me, I'm in Hollywood?

(213) 555-7132.

Dawn, this boyfriend of yours,

this John...

talk about your demons...

he's bad news.

Look, I'm not going to sit here

and rattle on and on

- about Satan and drugs and...

- Do you have any beer?

- Dawn, you are in grave danger.

- (car approaching)

- Are you going to see this guy again?

- That sounds like his car.

- Did he call?

- Dawn...

Sally, thank you

so much for your help and stuff.

Look, you have my number.

Call me...

Hi, everybody.

Dawn, I was so worried about you.

I'm sure you're f***ing worried.

What the f***? You just left me there!

Again! Again, John! Jesus Christ,

what the f*** is wrong with you?

Are you going to be

all right, Dawn?

What the f*** is that?

Leaving me there again?

Sorry, domestic squabble.

Could we have a minute?

You hold on for a second, mister,

you are not off the hook yet, okay?

- Yes, I am.

- No, you're not.

- Seriously, I was f***ing scared.

- Yeah, let's have a chat, okay?

How's that? Is that okay?

Holy sh*t! What is that?

That's the big one, baby.

Didn't I tell you?

- What is it?

- Didn't I say?

Whatever it takes

to get you out of here.

That I was going to do whatever

it takes to get you...

back?

- That's just a lot of cocaine.

- For the weather.

There's a cold front

coming in from the east,

carrying with it anticipation,

and heavy skies.

- Oh, baby, I can't do...

- So strap your skis

to the roof of your car,

'cause it looks like snow.

Mountains and mountains of snow.

Oh, wait.

Oh, sh*t! F***, that's

pretty f***ing good.

It's only going to get better.

Now what do you want, baby?

- Tell me what you want.

- I want to do another one of those.

Okay, okay.

- No.

- No, no, please?

- All right.

- No, please?

All right.

Friends say it's fine,

friends say it's good

Everybody says

it's just like rock and roll

I move like a cat,

charge like a ram

Sting like a bee,

babe, I want to be your man

Well, it's plain to see

you were meant for me

Yeah, I'm your boy,

your 20th-century toy...

Oh, get out of my house!

You fornicating,

evil little...!

Friends say it's fine,

friends say it's good

Everybody says...

Tarot cards!

Devil worshiper!

Johnny was a schoolboy

When he heard

his first Beatles song

"Love Me Do," I think it was

And from there

it didn't take him long

Got himself a guitar,

used to play every night

Now he's in a rock 'n' roll outfit

and everything's all right

Don't you know...

Yeah, yeah

Don't you know that you

are a shooting star?

Don't you know?

Don't you know?

Don't you know that you

are a shooting star?

And all the world will love you

just as long

As long

as you are

Johnny made a record,

went straight up to number one

Suddenly everyone loved

To hear him sing his song

Watchin' the world go by

Suprisin' it goes so fast

Johnny looked around

him and said

"Well, I made the big time

at last"

Don't you know?

Don't you know?

Don't you know

That you are a shooting star?

Don't you know?

Oh, yeah

Don't you know

That you are

a shooting star?

Yeah, and all the world will

love you just as long

As long as you are

(playing on car radio)

A shooting star...

- (music stops)

- Sh*t. Billy's already here.

- Baby, I'll be back in five minutes.

- But, baby...

Don't, please don't.

- Favorite ride at Disneyland?

- The Matterhorn, but...

Just keep it there. I'll be back

in five minutes, just be on the ride.

- Is it in your mind?

- Yeah, it has the...

Yeah, don't tell me, just think

about it. I'll be back in one minute.

But, baby?

- I gotta pee.

- Okay.

Here.

That sucks.

- (Velcro opens)

- (urinating)

- Man:
Just calm the f*** down, man!

- Sh*t.

- (dog whimpers)

- Come here, come here.

What? Baby? What?

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

I just didn't want you

to have to do all that stuff.

It's okay,

I'll work and I'll just...

I told you I was gonna

get you out of here.

- That's okay, I'll work.

- You don't have to work, though,

- spending all this cash.

- Oh, baby!

- You ready?

- Yep.

- You ready to hit the 10 East?

- Yeah.

Shall we?

Where do you want to go?

Anywhere. Everywhere.

Baby!

Let the good times roll...

- Where are we going?

- I've been meaning to talk.

I think we should just be friends...

- until you're 20.

- F*** you. I hate you.

- Don't you think?

- No.

You know what?

I can't look at you.

- Stop!

- I can't.

- Don't!

- I can't drive! I can't concentrate.

- John, don't!

- Keep your eyes on the road!

(shrieks)

John!

- I love you.

- I love you.

Where are we going, really?

- I got to make one stop first, okay?

- No.

- Just one. Yeah, then we'll go.

- No!

We got to turn what's in that

briefcase into cash, baby.

Let the good times roll.

Come on, baby.

Come on.

John...

don't go.

Please?

Please stay with me.

Oh, baby,

we just hit double zeros, we gotta

cash out before we leave the table.

Hmm?

I love you.

That's for you, okay?

Baby, lock the door.

Come here, come here.

In every dream home,

a heartache

And every step I take

Oh, those heartaches

Dream home heartaches

Oh, those heartaches

Dream home heartaches

Oh, those heartaches

Dream home heartaches...

(gasps)

Oh, golly...

- Baby.

- Sh*t.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

(can opens)

I'm okay. I'm sorry.

- What?

- I'm sorry. I'm okay.

You okay?

Where have you been?

Baby, what happened?

Baby?

What is that?

An accident.

- Are you okay?

- Accident.

There was a car pile up.

- Are you okay?

- There was a car pile up on the 118.

I'm so sorry I made you wait.

That's okay.

- So sorry.

- Baby.

- So sorry you ever met me.

- Shut up, don't.

I'm sorry.

TV reporter:
The Southland

is in shock today over a series

of brutal killings that occurred here

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