Chop

Addicts Anonymous

Fucking car!

It couldn't have been worse.

I can not believe !

Shit !

Bitch!

Good morning !

- Should I drop you off? - That would be great, thank you!

No way am I going to look for that shit.

And it was my brother who sold it to me!

- Where you are going ? - About fifteen miles from here.

Leave me downtown, my wife will pick me up.

No problem.

It's glass.

Pardon ?

I saw you looking at my eye. It's a glass eye.

It can not be seen.

A car accident, kid. I'm Lance.

Pleased, Lance.

Married ?

Yes, it will be a year in November.

I have a question for you.

You are married.

- You have a brother. - Half brother.

He sold me that shitty car.

A half-brother, okay.

Who are you saving?

Of death ?

Death, if you will.

What is that question ?

I dunno.

I play the game. My wife, it is clear.

I knew it !

Of course !

I have another question.

A little weird.

More than the first?

Have you ever received an anesthetic dart?

No why ?

It sucks!

I can not. I can't do this.

I beg you.

Come on, we made a deal.

There is some mistake about this person !

Lance, he's lying to you. He is lying to you!

You gon' take that ax and kill your brother

or my homie Rico at the end of the line

Go do things to your wife that aren't even human.

She screams, she cries, listens. You hear ?

Think about it.

How, Rico?

Not yet !

Launch, please!

Rico says he loves the rose tattoo on your wife's ass.

It'll make an ideal target.

Wait, Rico, free her!

Rico, have fun with her and blow her brains out.

Okay, okay, fuck!

Release me!

Bobby, I'm really sorry.

I can not believe.

Bastard.

I can assure you that your wife is fine.

Nothing will happen to him.

For what ?

Why force me to do this?

I said to myself: if he gets in my truck,

he looks at me and he says: "I'm sorry",

I let them go, him and his brother.

Look me in the face.

You tell me nothing.

We don't know each other, do we?

I won't argue with you, Lance.

You will pay for what you did.

Pay ? what was that ?

That ?

It was just the beginning.

I have a confession to make to you.

There was no one on the phone.

No one with your wife.

It was bullshit.

She's at home, doing I don't know what.

You wouldn't have gone all the way without thinking she was in danger.

Is that your thing?

Your life is so shitty that you

screw up the lives of decent people?

"Good people?"

Are you saying that?

You do not know me !

Shut up !

I'm talking to you.

Take a look at this.

Look at these pictures, Lance.

It's what ?

Your wife is sleeping with your brother.

I took them myself.

They're at the Crown American Inn.

Luckily, they left the blinds ajar and I

was able to take these wonderful shots.

As you see, your brother likes to go behind,

and they did it several times. They loved it.

The whore!

Who's got a shitty life now?

You know,

I could kill you and get rid of you, but I

wouldn't see you suffer like you made me suffer.

Go ahead, tell me how I made you suffer!

You can't, because either you're

making it up or you're wrong.

You are wrong, because I don't know you.

Shut your big mouth.

This is what will happen.

You're going to go home, kiss

your wife and tell her you love her.

So far so good.

Something else ?

That's all. But you'll never tell her

that you know she banged your brother.

You won't yell at her, you won't leave her.

You'll spend the rest of your life with her

and every time you kiss him,

you'll know that your brother

shoved the mashed potatoes down his throat.

I'll bury him in a discreet place,

and it will stay there.

But if you don't follow the rules, the cops will find

his body and you'll have a hard time convincing them.

that a stranger forced you to smash your

brother's skull in with an ax covered in your DNA.

You know, your car. She wasn't that bad.

She made 30 terminals with a cut hose.

You are crazy.

I hate that people say that!

If you saw your face!

Tell yourself that I will know everything you do.

I'll be watching you.

I want to go home.

- Can I go home? - Of course.

three weeks later

You will find your beloved wife.

Who sleeps with your brother.

The whore!

- Chicken! - Stop it, Bobby!

Every time you kiss her...

you will know...

that your brother shoved the mashed potatoes down his throat.

Want eggs?

Not if you do.

What ?

- How are you ? - Everything's fine.

Bobby is fine, I'm sure.

He often acts on a whim.

He wanted to take a break. He will come back.

We must hope and pray.

Shit.

You should talk to someone. Talk to me.

35% of dating site users are married.

What do you think ? Let's talk about it.

I worry about you. And for Bobby.

That, I'm sure.

You know I care about your brother.

I know. I know.

You know why ? Because I know.

What does it mean ?

Why are you worried about Bobby?

Because he's your brother, and he's been missing for three weeks.

What is wrong with you ?

You won't get away with it.

- You answer ? - No way.

I answer.

Good morning sir.

- Are you the owner? - Yes, why?

I would like to talk to you about...

I dunno. Take me off your list, thank you.

Where were we ?

Oh yes, you were going to tell me what's on your mind.

Not if you talk to me like that.

I told you to cross me off the list.

We made an agreement.

Who is speaking ?

You know that, Lance. We made an agreement.

How so ?

You've been good so far.

- That is? - That is?

Let's start with: "35% of users

"of dating sites are married."

It violates our agreement.

I don't understand.

Lance, are you really lying to me?

Look, I got a little pissed off,

but I wasn't going to say anything.

And it's not worth it if she confesses. But I see the difference.

- Do you take me for a fool? - No, I'm crazy.

- But how do you hear me? - Don't worry about that.

But I'm ending our agreement.

You don't scare me, I... Hello?

Who was it ?

A friend from work.

Tell yourself that I will know everything you do.

I'll be watching you.