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Looking back, it didn't start
at the infamous family dinner on a Friday night.
It started way before.
Last year, mom retired from teaching,
and I felt she was having a bit of a hard time
fulfilling her newfound free time
with productive activities.
She started to spend a lot of time in the yard,
and I thought maybe she got into some gardening.
I see you.
It wasn't gardening.
When the goldfish incident happened,
I started to worry a bit.
She had told dad that if she caught him smoking weed again,
his goldfish would be liquified.
He thought she was joking.
Even though I had moved out of my family home a year prior,
I saw myself back there a lot
to monitor the concerning behavior.
Hey, have you guys seen my pet snake?
At first, I tried to see if it could be explained
by family history, some precedence.
Maybe everything comes down to a chemical imbalance.
Maybe it's all the hormones the meat industry
puts into food these days.
Maybe it's the suppressive lot in life
women of my mom's generation had to fill,
or maybe it's just that some people
are just fucking crazy.
- Dad, have you been smoking? - What? No.
Then why are your eyes red?
Because I didn't sleep well last night.
Well, if mom finds out, she's gonna go ballistic.
I'm a writer, damn it. I, I gotta get in the zone.
I'm, I'm suffering
from a, a terrible case of writer's block.
Karen, bring the tea in, please.
- Already did. - Oh. Mm, mm, mm.
All right.
Yum. There you go.
- I gotta go. - Stuart? Stuart?
- Bye. - Meatloaf again?
This is the 12th day in a row.
You don't like what I cooked?
No, it's, it's not that. It's...
Did you...
Don't lie to me.
So, Angela, your husband dropped the charges.
It's good news, right?
Of course,
because of what happened, the finger incident,
he wants you to be monitored by a professional
before you can be released.
That'd be me. I'm Dr. Park.
I'm a psychiatrist, and I specialize in behavioral issues,
so...
If we can get you to do treatments twice a week,
we can get you home soon.
Maybe I can get you to sign a consent form for treatments?
If you can do that, I'll do what I can to get you home.
What do you think?
I had a visitor today.
Real or imaginary?
Someone who reminded me of all the passion
that I used to have for life.
I used to be a dancer, you know.
Have you ever heard of the pelicans that fly
with a Nutcracker on a cloudy Tuesday at dawn?
I was the antagonist.
Yes, I was there. I was in the front row.
I knew you looked familiar.
So did you just give up, or?
Excuse me.
Sorry about that. So, who came to visit you today?
Thank you so much for wonderful afternoon with the kids.
They really loved it. It was really entertaining.
Thank you. - Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you for coming.
Thank you.
- Hey, roomie. - Karen,
I was just thinking about you.
I know life has been nuts lately.
I've been spending a lot of time with my dad,
dealing with the whole situation.
I can't believe we live together
and we never see each other.
My mom's whole thing has been so freaky.
I know. This too shall pass.
I know. And I miss you.
We gotta hang out soon. - Definitely.
Hey, come by ZZ's tomorrow night.
I get off at eight. We can grab a drink.
- Sounds like a plan. - All right. Bye.
I am so sorry.
No, it was my fault.
I was jaywalking and not paying attention.
I'm glad you're okay.
- Thanks. - Hold on. Hold on.
Hello, I'm Boney and I'm here to help you with your safety.
Next time, make sure to look in both directions
before you jaywalk.
Can I, I mean we, offer you a ride?
My parents' house is just around the corner.
Thanks anyways.
Shut up.
- I got stuck at work. - Again?
It's this new patient. She's, she's a lot, believe me.
Lovely. Dinner by myself, three Fridays in a row.
I know. I'm sorry about that.
Nice scarf. Is that a gift from her?
What? No.
Don't be ridiculous. Can I come in?
Can't have dessert if you skipped dinner.
I said I was sorry, Rose.
I'm feeling tired. I need to be by myself tonight.
Okay, I get it. I'll call you tomorrow.
- I'll call you. Good night. - Good night.
Oh Jesus.
Damn it.
I need to do it.
The wedding's in six weeks. I can't take any chances.
Tomorrow has to be the day. - I'll go with you.
I'll finish at the bar at 8:00 and I head straight to you
as a very concerned sister and bridesmaid.
Thank you. See you tomorrow night.
You know, in all my years,
I have never seen a case like this.
And Angela, with all the time you've put in,
and yesterday's breakthrough,
dare I say, I think she's ready to come home full time now.
Of course. I wanted to check to see
where the two of you stand.
Home?
Wow. Full time?
Richard, I'm sorry that I cut your finger off.
Uh...
Do you have something to say?
Uh, it's okay, Angie.
I have nine others.
Ha ha, okay.
Doctor, thank you.
Thank you for everything you've done for our family.
Absolutely.
Well, where are you going, dear?
Well, I thought I'd go write
and let you two discuss the final plans.
Yeah, have you written any new stuff lately?
Uh, no, not really.
Well, when you do, I'd love to read 'em.
Oh, well, you'll have to wait a long time, Doctor.
Lord knows I have. - Angela I am trying to-
Oh please, don't let me stop you from trying.
Richard, her saying that, how does that make you feel?
Hey, dad, can I get some help over here?
Just a sec. Excuse me.
Ball-less pussy.
I couldn't get this thing to light.
Yeah, lemme take a look.
Hey, what's mom doing back here?
Your mother's coming back home.
Like, for good?
Hmm.
Mm, mm, mm.
What happened to it?
Oh, whoa, whoa.
Uh, let me, let me get that for you.
You, you, you relax. You just came home.
You know, I was thinking we should take a vacation.
Would you take me back to Rio again?
Honey, your Rio experience was before me.
Oh yeah.
But you know, I would love to go to Brazil.
You went there to dance, right?
I'd love to see you dance again.
You know, when I sell my book of poetry,
I'm gonna take you to wherever your heart desires.
Excuse me. I need to go to work.
- Here you go, Dr. Park. - Thank you, Karen.
- Can I ask you a question? - Sure.
Is my mom well enough to be at home?
Absolutely.
- Dr. Park. - God damn it, Cudjoe.
You scared the shit outta me.
Don't you got some work to do?
What are you looking at? Go, go.
Karen, you know I own you.
You know, I carry a knife and I hate you.
Good.
Hatred paralyzes life. Love releases it.
Get to work.
I could eat that young thing for dinner. Ugh.
I bet you can.
- Business. - All right. Alright.
Relax.
There you go.
Are you kidding me right now? A fucking check?
Sorry, I didn't have time to get cash.
This better not fucking bounce.
It's not gonna bounce.
- You didn't get that from us. - Okay.
I am so glad you're home.
Just a second. Stuart.
Can you walk your grandma to bed?
And she needs a shower
But I cleaned her yesterday.
Hey, if you want to continue to live here, rent free,
you gotta pitch in more,
or you could follow your sister's example
and move outta your parents' house.
But we agreed that I would clean her every other day.
Today's supposed to be an off day.
- Stuart. - Okay.
Come on, grandma.
There you go, Karen.
Great.
Hey, remember me?
I almost ran you over yesterday.
Oh yeah.
- Me and the- - Dinosaur.
- Boney. - His name is Boney?
- Yes. Uh, may I? - Sure.
So, uh, whiskey diet coke.
What's your poison? - Same without the whiskey.
I'm driving. - Sure thing.
Diet Coke? It doesn't look like you need diet.
Thanks. I used to be 80 pounds overweight.
Really? That's hard to believe.
How'd you lose it?
Well, can you keep a secret?
Of course. I promise.
I exercised and ate better.
Wow. That's incredible.
I am sure you are beautiful at any weight.
Hmm. Well, thank you.
- I'm Mark. - Karen.
- Nice to meet you. - There you go.
- Thank you. - I'm taking off.
I'll see you tomorrow, Karen.
Are you all right?
Honey?
Please be careful.
Even though I'd 100% would do the same if I were you.
If he catches you- - He won't.
Listen, I need to find out what's going on, okay?
Are you sure you don't want me to come in?
No. If I'm not out in 20 minutes, you go get help.
Be careful.
It's gonna be fine.
I'll be all right. Don't worry about it.
Oh.
Wow. And I thought my family was dysfunctional.
Another one?
Yeah, and on top of that,
my boss is a pervert and he keeps grabbing my ass.
Why don't you report him for sexual harassment?
Have you thought about taking a BB gun
and shooting him in the balls?
It's complicated.
Why? Tell me about it.
Why don't you tell me about you?
No, not yet.
Let's talk about how you're getting out
of this very unpleasant situation.
What you gonna do about it? - Ugh. Swallow it.
Cheers.
- Hmm. - Mm.
What do you do for work?
Um, I do children's shows.
Children's shows?
Yeah, I, I do kids parties dressed up as Boney.
That's adorable.
How long have you been doing that?
A few weeks. I just moved here.
- Oh? - Yeah.
I don't like being where I work.
I know another place. Do you wanna, do you wanna go there?
Okay.
I'm coming for you. Are you ready for me?
- Yes, Mistress. - Yeah, are you?
- Yes. - Are you?
You're a bad boy.
In my view of the world, one does not need the confines
of organized religion to dictate one's path.
If God's dead, that's freeing, and I'll explain to you why.
Truth is,
we must go through it,
as frightening, as lonely, again, as scary as it is,
accepting the fact that we're human, we're deeply flawed,
no longer needing so bad
to reach some absurd divine standard.
It leaves us lighter.
Nietzsche writes in "Daybreak,"
God's death removes the threats of divine punishment,
leaving us free to do whatever the hell we want
to experiment.
- You take it like a dog. - Yes, Mistress.
Bark like a dog.
- To make mistakes on the way. - Bad dog.
To be outrageous.
You fucking pig!
You are a pig!
Faster, faster, faster, faster!
Without heaven, there's no hell.
You and I can be the heroes of our own stories again,
once we reclaim from God our creative wills.
So nice to be with someone who's normal.
Ah, hey, hey.
Are you okay?
Where am I?
You are at my place.
You passed out. I didn't know where you lived.
- What happened last night? - Nothing.
- Did we? - No.
- Oh, thank God. - We had great conversations.
- Did we? - You, you may not remember.
Well, thanks for sleeping on the floor.
I was gonna sleep in the living room,
but I was afraid you would choke on your own vomit and die.
Oh.
Uh, I stopped by the drug store.
I picked up a few things for you.
Toothbrush, mouthwash, painkillers,
tampon, just in case.
Bathroom is right there.
You can take a shower if you want, I got clean towels,
um, and then I can drive you home.
Wow.
Like the nicest stranger I've ever met.
The voices are not going away.
They're getting louder.
Like, last night. - Yeah, mm-hmm.
I thought my wife was talking to me.
- Yeah. - It wasn't my wife.
It was like a weird leprechaun creature
that kept looking at me and pointing at me.
- Mm-hmm. - I need stronger medicine.
- Yeah. - Or not as strong medicine,
or a stronger dose. - Uh-huh.
I need something, 'cause I can keep going this way.
And you said you would help me,
and it's been very expensive to pay you, doctor, so-
Uh, look,
we gotta reschedule. - I need to see some results.
Fuck.
- Where is it? - You bastard.
I thought you loved me.
- I do love you, Rose. - I've seen the tape.
I've seen everything.
You are sick, not to mention incredibly unethical.
For the love of God, give me the tape.
Do you know what this can do to me?
I hope they send you to jail for a very long time.
Get off me!
I'm telling you what I'm gonna do to you.
No, no, quiet, quiet.
Where's the tape? - On the table.
You sick son of a bitch.
To think I almost married you.
Yeah, to think about it.
Go ahead and keep it.
I found someone to transfer it into files.
Have you heard of digital technology?
What are you, stuck in 1995?
Oh, I get it.
You thought you were smart,
'cause no one uses tapes anymore.
Clever, Mr. Park. Very clever.
My sister has a copy on a portable hard drive,
as does my lawyer.
And it's on the cloud. Do you know what that is?
It's not cumulus nimbus, but it'll raise a hell of a storm.
I also have a low-res version to go on the internet
for the whole world to see.
What do you want from me?
- 100,000. - A hundred grand?
It'll help me recover from the emotional distress.
Oh, well, where am I gonna get that kind of cash?
You have until Friday.
Get out. - Rose, come on.
Let's be reasonable, Rose.
Yeah, you are right.
Oh, no.
The weirdness has been going on for a long time.
One time I brought a guy home to spend the night,
and the next morning she said something to him so disturbing
that he left and never talked to me again.
I mean, I don't even know what she said.
I have to say that worked really well in my favor.
Yeah, so I needed some distance.
I wanted to cut them out completely,
but then my brother, he just, he kept telling me things,
and I couldn't do that to him.
I completely understand.
Wow. - Here it is.
She inherited it from her great-grandfather.
You ready for this?
- I'm excited. - I love the girl,
but I have to warn you, she is kind of strange.
I like strange people.
Her real name is Susan,
but we all call her Goth Girl.
Her and I have been best friends
since, like, junior high school.
It only made sense that we would live together one day.
My room's in the back.
Sorry, I missed our date the other day.
Couldn't finish the voodoo thingy on time.
Went until 5:00 in the morning.
But I'm glad by me not coming, you two were able to connect.
It was Destiny.
Susan's connected to the other side.
She'll be able to tell if you and I are gonna work out,
and if not, I have to stop seeing you immediately.
Sounds fair.
- These look so real. - They are.
Isn't it illegal to own human remains?
Yeah.
She stole them from the biology department at college.
Come into the circle for protection.
This spell has been passed on for centuries,
but it is still one of the most powerful spells
for attracting love, or for finding out if love is real,
or just lust.
Please sit down.
- Yello? - Dr. Park?
- Who's this? - This is attorney David Ross.
I represent Rose Lowery.
This is a courtesy call to let you know
your license is in jeopardy.
I have a video.
So what do you want from me?
I don't want anything from you.
I just want you to settle with my client.
I'm sure you don't want to see this video go public.
That's blackmail.
God damn it.
Roger!
What the hell are you?
Your check bounced, you sorry sack of shit.
This shit is not free.
Yeah.
How about I just cut your fuckin' eyeball out right now?
You like that?
I'm working on it.
You got till Friday. Fucking Friday.
Ah. Let's go.
Oof, assholes.
Now I bind three hairs from each of you.
With this wool.
Hey, you wanna see Karen Dad's finger?
They couldn't sew my dad's finger back on
because all the nerve endings died.
Don't ask me how she got it.
- That's Ghost Horse. - Ghost Horse?
Ghost Horse has captured the soul
of a Victorian-era child.
He says he is happy,
but he doesn't wanna be taken for granted.
You guys are good to go. - Really?
- Yeah. - That's it?
Yep.
I was pretty confident about it.
By the way, how old is your brother now?
Oh, he just turned 20.
And you're sure he never...
Absolutely. He shares a room with my grandma.
There's no way he's getting any action.
Is there any way you can introduce us?
- Sure. - Perfect.
I need a virgin for a ritual on October 31st.
- How old is she? - My age.
We went to junior high together, remember?
- Oh, yeah. - You know what they say
about older women being teachers.
I don't need a teacher. I watch a lot of porn.
God. Okay.
Ugh, whatever. Do you wanna hook up or not?
Yeah, sure.
But does she know that I share a room with grandma?
So Angela, overall, how you doing?
Well, I have been getting those,
um, urges again.
You know, I was afraid of that
since our therapy sessions ended.
Well, we both know what it takes to make them stop.
- Yeah, we do, don't we? - Mm-hmm.
Ma'am, I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
Thank you.
There's something else.
Rose is pissed about our sessions.
She has the tape.
She gave it to her sister and her lawyer, made copies.
She's made some digital copies, too.
This gets out, it's gonna ruin me.
You worry too much. It'll all work out.
- I don't know. - Excuse me.
I have to go to the ladies' room.
Oh, sure.
Angela?
Excuse me.
Hi.
I'm sorry, but it's been 25 minutes
and we haven't seen our server.
I'm so sorry, sir.
But I'm happy to help you with whatever you need.
What can I get you?
I'd love another bottle of wine. Thank you.
Where the hell is she?
Ooh.
- Kiss my shoe. - Yes, Mistress.
- You like that? - Yes, Mistress.
- Are you my little piggy boy? - Yes, Mistress
- Are you my piggy fuck? - Yes, Mistress.
Lick my shoe.
These feet have danced around the world.
Like it more. Lick it big.
Lick it a lot. You like that, don't you?
Angela?
I'm home.
Where the hell have you been?
Well,
I had a meeting
with my doctor.
Really? This late.
Would you pay him for some additional sessions?
Honey, our finances are spread way too thin.
Don't you wanna see me get well?
Wh-what, wh-what are you doing?
- I'm back, baby. - Oh.
Ricardo, play sexy music.
Oh.
Wow.
I'm comin' for you.
- Oh, oh, what? - What? What?
What the hell is that?
That's it. That's it.
I am out of here. You take care of the crazy lady.
What? But she's your mother!
Angela, it's almost 1:00 in the morning.
Where are you going now?
- Is everything all right? - It's late. Go back to bed.
Can we talk about this?
Mom's not well enough to be discharged from hospital, okay?
Everything's been so weird around here.
We have to give you mom some more space.
Things could get worse before they get better.
So you're saying things could get worse.
So what if she cuts off another one of your fingers
then maybe you'll wake up?
You know, you're being disrespectful, young man.
I can't wait to be away from you freaks.
Well, you know, if you hate us so much,
you need to move out.
You may have to get another job
because apartments are expensive,
and I don't think delivering pizza will cut it.
- Night! - Good night.
Recklessness, risk.
But the question you asked earlier
about your romance flourishing, this is a yes.
Illusion, manipulation.
- What? - Nothing.
Yes, you two will have sex.
- Not yet. - Why not?
Your back room is very soundproof.
Seems clear to me. Fertility and love.
Oh yeah, baby. It's getting steamy.
I love it.
I have a question. My family situation, will that be okay?
For you, yes.
Only for me?
Maybe?
I see you.
What does that mean?
You have to welcome death.
There's no new beginning without an ending.
So your sister gave you a tape.
Are you gonna tell me where it is?
I don't know. You're fucking crazy.
Oh, well, nevermind. I'll find it myself.
After all, it shouldn't be that hard.
You already have that information in your head.
The answer that I want is right inside.
It's right inside.
I dunno what you're talking about.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I will find it one way or another.
I will have to find this answer.
And I know that it is somewhere
in your brain
Trail.
I have to go to bed.
Did you see anything?
I'm tired. Nighty-night, you two.
- Karen? - Mark, can you help?
You sleep in there?
Yeah.
Mark, do you wanna stay over?
I would love to,
but I have a kid's party tomorrow morning,
so I, I better get going.
By the way, maybe you should go easy with the drinking?
I could help you. - I don't need your help.
Thanks anyways, though.
Dad, do you know what time mom got home last night?
I have no idea.
I smoked some weed, I drank three old fashioned,
and then I took two sleeping pills.
I know what time mom got home last night.
Sorry, I'm late. What's all this?
- Some pizza. - Pizza for breakfast?
Stuart, you are my hero.
You're welcome.
Mom agreed not to cook breakfast.
We were all very relieved.
- Mm. - Mm.
Now that we're all here,
before she comes, can we talk about this?
Mom got home at 4:00 AM last night, the night before, 2:00?
I mean, what the hell?
Where is she?
Okay, look, I, I know I have to have
a serious talk with her, okay, but now's not the time.
If this isn't the time, when is it?
- This is family time. - I see you.
Are you talking about me? - Not at all. Uh, pizza?
I'm aware of the fact that sometimes I act strangely,
but my doctor has found ways
in which I can feel normal again.
So I have an announcement to make.
Halloween is coming,
and I'd like to do something here at our home,
a small gathering perhaps of family and friends.
I shall prepare a glorious feast
and we shall renew our loving bonds with each other.
I expect all of you here with your best friends
at midnight on Halloween.
- Midnight? - Sure. Sounds like fun.
Sit down, let's eat.
Well. I have to be somewhere,
but save me a couple of slices, okay?
Bye-bye.
The hell?
You have a video that belongs to Dr. Park.
Where is it?
Oh, nevermind.
Not today, bitch.
Oh my god. Oh no.
Oh, come on.
Let's go. Let's go.
No.
Those little fuckers.
Oh no. Come on, come on.
Oh, come on. Fucking keys.
Come on, come on, come on!
Oh no!
No!
No, no, no, no!
I got many loans from you.
Why am I being denied now?
I'm very sorry, sir.
We just have a new manager.
He has this new policy. - God damn it.
I can't accept your loan at this time.
I've been a client for 22 years.
Put me out with the manager.
God damn it.
Oh, I wasn't expecting you.
I'll call you back later.
I brought you a present.
Oh, you did, did you?
How the hell did you get these?
Well, now, you ask too many questions.
Yes, I do.
So how are you gonna punish me?
Hmm.
Ooh.
I will see you later.
I see you.
- Hello. - It's me.
I don't have your money, Rose. These things take time.
Can you just gimme another day?
Just get me my money.
What the fuck?
Calm down. I'll get your damn money.
God.
I have urges.
Tell me about it.
Let's be reasonable, Rose.
Playtime's over.
Have a seat, Roger.
How does everybody keep getting into this place?
- The door was unlocked. - Oh my God.
No thugs today? - I don't need any help.
It's Friday. I need payment.
Cudjoe, I've been trying to tell you.
All I need to do is...
Motherfucker. - Don't make me shoot you
in the fucking balls.
Payment, now!
I'm trying, Cudjoe. It's been a rough fucking week.
I don't give a shit. Every week's a rough week.
That's just part of fuckin' life.
It's simple. You pay me now, you live.
You don't, you die.
One more day, please.
One more minute, that's it.
Look, I just gotta make one phone-
55, 54, 53,
52, 51-
All right. All right.
How about half tonight and half tomorrow?
Half is in that drawer.
You better not be fuckin' lying to me.
You got a gun on me, Cudjoe. I'm not fucking lying.
It's fucking empty.
Ah, fucker!
Rose?
I had like to have a chat with you.
Rose?
- Happy Halloween. - Oh, sorry about this.
Okay.
It's kind of early to go to the bar.
You wanna head back to your place?
Sure.
Roger. What's wrong?
Something happened to Rose last night.
Really?
Oh, well, come in.
You smell like garlic.
Don't be afraid.
Come closer.
I, um, (sniffs) I, I like your costume.
What costume?
Are you sure it's cool that I come to the party tonight?
Yeah, of course.
I dug up grandpa. His body's not here anymore though.
They took it back.
Right before he died, I looked into his eyes,
had a vision of his weakening heart beating in his chest.
I was only 14, and I miss him terribly,
so I sleep inside so I can feel close to him.
Is that what you're wearing?
Um, yeah. I, I don't have a costume.
It's Halloween.
Maybe I've got something for you.
- Dr. Park. - Richard.
What are you doing here?
I was in the neighborhood and I just thought I'd stop by
and check on Angela.
Oh, she's doing amazing. Her progress is great.
That's good.
I'm gonna have a drink. You're not wantin' another one?
No, thank you.
I am gonna let you two have a good talk.
I'm gonna get back to my writing.
I was at Rose's last night.
I was just gonna threaten her, but somebody killed her.
I know.
What do you know?
The little whore was blackmailing you,
so I killed the slut and her sister and her lawyer.
You can't just go around killing people-
Oh shush.
But what about Richard?
Oh, he went back to his writing.
He's like a damn hermit. He rarely ever comes out.
- He just came out. - Roger, shut the fuck up.
Oh, not here, please.
Look at you.
I look like a shriveled up Arnold Schwarzenegger.
- Come here. - In there?
- Yeah. - In the coffin?
Yeah.
Oh.
Don't be afraid. Get in.
We all end up in one anyway.
Either that or burned to a crisp.
Comfortable, right? - Yeah. Actually,
Memory foam.
Richard, is that marijuana in my house, hmm?
Are you criticizing my behavior?
You know, (scoffs) I have put up with your shit
for way too long.
How long has this been going on?
Were you even trying to get better?
I'm so sorry, Richard.
You don't have to apologize to him.
It's not your fault that he's a pathetic loser
who can't satisfy me.
Calm down, Richard.
Can't you see? I am well.
Fuck you.
I stayed calm when you cut off my finger and fed it to me.
I stayed calm when I pooped it out the next day.
I thoroughly cleaned it,
and then I collected all the bone fragments
and sent it off to an Etsy store
where they made this necklace.
I have worn this necklace every day
and you have never even noticed.
Aw.
You are nothing but a psychotic whore.
You are right, Richard.
Ah, Richard, I'm so proud of you.
You finally had some balls to stand up to me.
- Angela, stop! - You stay out of this.
This is between me and my husband.
I hope you burn in hell.
Fuck.
Finally, I can clearly see
the nihilistic viewpoint that you've been trying to show me.
So nothing really matters.
There's no point to anything that we do,
whether good or bad,
or nothing at all.
It's just a human experience.
Exactly. - I feel so free.
Damn it.
Oh, (laughs) oh yeah.
Ugh, can you gimme a hand here?
I got a party to plan for tonight.
God, Angela, you are so fucked up.
Ugh. You are such a hypocrite.
- Oh, shit. - I see you.
Hi, Angela.
How did you get around here?
I ran around the back.
Angela, I'm not taking the blame for this.
This has gotten outta hand. - Aww, mm.
- Nope, nope, nope. - Oh.
Getting outta here.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa.
Lookie what I found.
Angela, you don't want to do that, Angela.
Oh, but it is so much fun.
Angela,
you gotta take me to the hospital.
Oh I think you hit
an artery
Ricardo,
play Chopin.
Oh yeah!
Woo!
♪ He was on the evening news ♪
♪ When I decided what to do ♪
♪ I was gonna catch him fast ♪
♪ I've got mortar in the blast ♪
♪ Shot down and I'm on the ground ♪
♪ There is no one else around ♪
♪ It is everything I want ♪
♪ But he is just too dangerous ♪
♪ Shot down, now I'm on the ground ♪
I can't believe you've only been here a few weeks.
Do you miss Brazil?
Yeah, but don't worry about me moving back there.
My new life is here.
Well, I would love to visit sometime.
Well, I'd love to take you there someday.
- You want a beer, Karen? - Oh, no thanks.
- I'll have a beer. - Enjoy, boss.
You'll remember tonight.
Maybe you'll be the one who doesn't.
We both will.
Tonight will be a night to be remembered.
Hey, Karen. Violet never showed up.
I'm gonna need you to work tonight.
- I took tonight off. - We're understaffed.
I don't care.
There's too many people here. Get to work now.
- I quit. - What?
Get to work now. Do what I say.
- Fuck you. - You heard her,
get the fuck out of here. - Zip it, Chachi.
Are you serious right now with this fucking clown?
Like, you can be with King Dick. King fucking Dick.
No, stop. I can deal with him, okay?
No, Karen. It's totally fine, okay?
Let me talk to him. - Sit down.
Oh my God. Are you okay?
- Oh my God. Are you okay? - Fuck you!
I will call the police. Get out of my face.
- No, you won't. - I fucking hate you.
Mark, are you okay?
Yeah.
Just hold on. I, I need to go to the bathroom.
Okay.
Oh shit. You here for another beating, Boney?
- You disrespected Karen. - Get off me.
Come on. Let's go.
Get the fuck off me!
If I ever see you in here again,
I'm gonna cut your fuckin' balls off.
Come on. Come on.
- Come on. Come on. - Come on. Yeah, come on.
Get up.
Let's eat.
You reached Mark's voicemail.
I'm not here right now. I may be busy with the kids.
- Double whiskey on the rocks. - Another one?
- Hey, hey. - Hey.
Hey, are you even coming tonight?
Sorry, babe. We're gonna meet you at dinner.
The rituals are going great here at ours.
Okay, yeah. It's my brother, but have fun.
We'll see you at your parents later.
Stuart!
- Cheers. - Thanks.
We took care of the little punk.
Good. Now let's go get Dr. Park.
On the way here, we saw his car parked
near Karen's family's house.
Near Karen's family's house?
Ah, I'd be thrilled.
Let's go there. Anything Karen-related, I want.
Let's go get the motherfucker.
I'm gonna take that bastard's eye.
- Oh no. - What?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No! Why me?
Hey.
Sorry to interrupt.
No problem, roomie. Where's Mark?
- I don't know. - How'd you get here?
I walked.
Actually, it gave me time to think,
and I think that I don't want
any part of what's happening here tonight.
So I'm just passing by to say, have fun,
and I'm gonna be back at home,
at our place, having a relaxing evening,
and I might have to sleep in the coffin.
- Okay, bye. - No, no.
Please stay. We need you here, please.
Actually, yeah. Can you stay?
I have to get outta here.
I need distance from this family and from this town.
I have to go. - You need to chill.
Stuart.
She's obviously making a large feast.
Just stay, please? - Why is Mark not here?
Well, he turned out to be a bit of a dick.
What happened?
The asshole fucking disappeared
and didn't tell me where he was going.
Don't leave us alone with this, please.
What the hell was that?
Mom, why is the door blocked?
I'm making a surprise for the party, honey,
- Do you need any help? - No, thank you.
I've got everything under control,
Please.
That sounded like a chainsaw.
There's probably something wrong with the blender.
Are you insane?
I don't want to take the bus.
Cudjoe does not ride the bus.
God damn it.
How long do we wait here?
Fuck!
Oh, hey. You want some candy?
- It's Boney. - Are you all right?
What happened to you?
Cudjoe's goons beat the crap out of me.
Ta-da.
Mark.
Mwah. Mwah.
Now, what is this? - I work with kids.
Really? How wonderful.
Well, come.
Wait, you two know each other?
It's a long story.
Let's have dinner and I'll tell you all about it.
Finally. I'm starving.
Hmm. Come.
So, Karen, this is the boy that you've been dating?
Yes.
Susan says they're sleeping together.
Mark, you should be ashamed of yourself.
Sex with your sister? That's just not right.
What the hell are you talking about?
Well, many years ago, my ballet troupe went to Brazil,
and that's where I met Mark's father,
Ricardo.
Oh God, he was so handsome.
And the next thing I knew, I was pregnant with Mark.
What?
So you're our brother, and you had sex with our sister?
All I wanted was to be part of the family,
so I made it happen.
Appetizers.
So are those chocolate?
Not chocolate.
Sausage? Looks real.
I counted 19 fingers.
I thought that was chicken.
That was definitely not chicken.
Oh my God. Everything does taste like chicken.
Okay, this is whacked out shit.
I am out of here. - Sit down.
Mom, let her go.
Karen, your friend is being rude.
This is obviously
beyond some sick family issue.
The finger in the jar at my place that I showed you,
it's fake.
The skulls, the coffin, they're all movie props.
And magic spells, the voodoo thing, the rituals,
it's all fantasies of mine that I made up.
Goth girl, it's a vibe.
I love pranking people,
and I love getting people out of their comfort zones,
but I happen to know the difference between my props,
my daydreams, and real life,
but this, this is real.
What the fuck?
Whoa.
She's dead.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Forget her, Stuart.
Let's eat. I spent hours preparing that meal.
I said, let's eat.
Oh God, that girl always annoyed me.
Hmm. You really should pick better friends, Karen.
Ah, having you all here together at dinner.
Oh, nothing could make me happier.
To family.
Everything is going to be okay, Stuart.
No!
Whoops. My finger slipped.
- Stuart. - Oh, it's okay, honey.
He's in heaven now. - There is no heaven, mom.
Remember. - That's right.
This is fucked. You are pure evil.
And I don't even know where the hell you came from.
- That is rude young lady. - Mom, let's quit fighting.
Let's have quality time together.
The hospital visitation was way too brief.
You are right, Mark.
To family. - To family.
Hmm. Hmm.
Is this blood?
Yeah. It's a red blend.
- Not bad. - Mm.
Oh, take one.
Honey, are you okay?
- Are you all right? - Get away from me.
- Are you mad at me? - Am I mad at you?
Enough chitchat. Let's eat.
No.
Dad? Why?
'Cause he wouldn't quit smoking.
Well, can you blame him?
She has a point.
Try this one, Karen. It is the best I ever made.
A little ground beef, a little Dr. Park,
a little of your father.
You are sick.
You know, I spent hours making this wonderful meal,
and you have done nothing but be rude.
Stop, Mom!
I'm sorry, Mark, but your sister is being a little brat.
I see you.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Oh, well, what can I say?
I like to cook. It's, uh, therapeutic.
- What do you girls up to? - Oh, let's play a game.
- How about charades? - Yes.
I used to play it all the time when I was a kid.
I was the best - You were.
Who am I? - Hmm.
Are they snakes coming out of your head?
Are you from Greek mythology?
You are Medusa! - Yeah!
And I just turned into stone.
That's right.
Let's play something else.
Mark, did you really have sex with your sister?
Yeah, but I love her.
I should have raised you better.
Oh, wait, I didn't raise you.
Oh, what a rush!
Oh, Karen, you know that I love you,
but this is just so much fun.
Mom, let's keep her out of this.
Looks like you're having a real rough time,
and it breaks my heart to see you like this.
Do you need a hug? - Try me.
I am getting really tired of your attitude, young lady.
See?
Isn't it a rush? - Yeah, it's a fucking blast.
- Where, where are you going? - You can fucking shoot me.
I am out of here. - Okay.
Oh.
You remind me
so much of your father.
I wish that he could see me dance again.
Mom, it's your turn.
Oh.
We belong together, Karen.
Why'd you do that?
Oh, it hurts.
I was gonna ask you to marry me.
Will you? - No fucking way.
Where are you, Dr. Park.
Come out, you piece of shit. I know you're here.
Come out so I can beat you to a pulp,
like the pig you are.
What?
Is, is that Dr. Park?
This is fucked. Uh, I got a bus to catch.
Bye.
Fuck. Who's gonna pay me my money now?
What the, is this you? You did all this?
You crazy bitch.
Uh, (laughs) I, I'm just joking. I'm joking.
This is, I didn't know you had it in you.
This is actually kind of exciting.
I'm a little, I'm a little hard.
What the fuck?
You fucking bitch! You just blew my dick off!
What the fuck?
You fucking bitch. You fucking bitch.
It hurts.
Trick or treat!
Wow.
- Incredible. - Best decorations ever.
I guess if this is all
just going through the human experience
and there are really no consequences,
then let it be.
And if Mark doesn't bleed out and die,
I guess I'll hear from him tomorrow.
A day at a time.
And if I happen to have the crazy in me as well, so be it.
According to Nietzsche, if we believe in nothing,
if nothing has any meaning,
and if we can affirm no values whatsoever,
then everything is possible, and nothing has any importance.
♪ He was on the evening news ♪
♪ When I decided what to do ♪
♪ I was gonna catch him fast ♪
♪ I've got mortar in the blast ♪
♪ Shot down, and I'm on the ground ♪
♪ There's no one else around ♪
♪ It is everything I want ♪
♪ But he is just too dangerous ♪
♪ Shot down, and I'm on the ground ♪
♪ Shot down ♪
♪ And I'm runnin' and I'm runnin' ♪
♪ Dirty tricks and alibis ♪
♪ Throw back the one that fights ♪
♪ Double agent follows tight ♪
♪ Should've known that I was right ♪
♪ Shot down, and I'm on the ground ♪
♪ There's no one else around ♪
♪ It is everything I want ♪
♪ But he is just too dangerous ♪