Samson

Emma, Emma, wait!

We can figure this out.

Just tell me what I did wrong.

Just tell me what you need me to do.

Dale, please just leave me alone, okay.

Did you pay the bill?

Of course I paid the bill.

Emma, I love you.

No, I'm sorry.

-Somebody call the cops. -Help, help!

-Somebody help! -Somebody help!

-Help! -What the hell is happening?

What the fuck is happening?

-I'm sorry. -No, no, no, hey, hey, hey, don't be, don't be.

It's okay.

Dale, Dale, Dale, I don't-- I don't-- I don't wanna die.

We're so young. There's so much I wanna do.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

We're gonna die in this smelly gross trunk.

No, they just-- they-- they got the wrong guys, right?

Hey, hey!

You guys got the wrong guys.

No, it's not us!

Why is this happening to us, Dale?

Hey, hey, hey, it's okay.

It's okay. I got you.

-Just breathe. -Dale, I'm scared.

-I'm scared. -I know, Emma.

I'm scared, too.

But, hey, hey, we're not gonna die, right?

I'm gonna figure this out.

We're gonna get out of this, okay?

Okay, okay, okay.

Do you have your phone?

No, no they took it.

Okay, listen, Emma. I have a plan, okay?

So stay with me, right, so--

Whoa! Whoa! Emma!

When they open the trunk, we'll, we'll be ready.

What, hold on, what? What? We're gonna wing it?

That's not a plan, Dale.

You never just trust me like I trust you.

-You know, implicitly. -Oh, my God, Dale.

This is not-- this is not about me trusting you or not.

This is about saving our lives, okay?

And that's exactly what I'm trying to do, Emma.

Okay, then what happens after we open the trunk?

Dale, huh? What happens then?

Hey, you need to let me know what you're thinking, okay?

You can't leave me in the dark about this.

Okay, Emma, listen to me, listen to me.

There are too many variables at play here right now, okay?

So-- so we-- we have to be prepared for what's happening,

right, okay, so let's just keep looking around

for a weapon or something small, okay?

So we can hide it, and then when they--

when they open the trunk, we'll be ready for them.

What if they don't cut us loose?

What if they just pull us out and shoot us?

-What then? -They won't have a gun.

How do you know that?

Because they-- because they would've used it, right?

They-- they would've used it to put us in the trunk.

Instead they-- they tied us up and they pushed us in.

Okay, Emma? They won't have a gun.

Okay?

Just trust me, I'm gonna get us out of this, okay?

Please.

Oh, Dale, these things are, they're just on so tight.

I can't. I can't. I can't do this.

I can't do-- I can't do this, Dale, it just hurts.

You can do this. Hey, hey, hey, remember.

Remember that Ayahuasca retreat that we did

up in the Celestial Peak?

What does that have to do with anything?

No no no, you remember, right?

Like, we had to go all the way up

to the top of that mountain in that--

-that little bus? -Yes, yeah.

The winding road, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, and you were just like, you had to shit so bad

and you were like, "I can't do this, I can't do this."

-I was drenched in sweat. -Exactly.

And I was like, "We can make it, we can make it."

Until I...

You puked all over that guy in front of us.

You just-- you just spray-bombed everywhere.

Remember? And that guy in his seat,

he just turned around and looked at us

- and he had that face like.

Yeah, yeah.

-Yeah, but we made it. -Yeah.

And we're gonna make it again now, okay?

So just listen.

-Just listen, baby. -Okay.

Just start looking around.

-Look around for anything that can help us. -Okay.

Dale.

-Dale, I think I see something. -What, where?

-That, that, that, that. -Oh, is that a--

-is that a screwdriver? -Yeah, hold on.

-Ow, Emma. -Just push me back.

-Okay. -Push me back.

-Okay, wait, here, here. -Okay.

-Ow. -Don't push me back--

-Ow. -Okay.

-You got it? -I got it, I got it.

-Oh yeah, okay. -Okay, turn around.

Turn around, turn around.

Okay, here.

Okay, here, take it.

-Okay. -Take it.

-Okay, okay, okay, okay. -Right, cut me loose, Dale.

Just give me a second. We have to be careful.

Just fucking do it!

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

-Okay. -Good job, baby.

-Sorry, sorry. -Okay, okay.

-Okay. -All right.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Emma!

-Goddammit! -Emma.

I lost it.

Gimme me a second, give me a sec.

Wait, no, no no, it's here.

It's-- it's-- it's here, it's here.

It's by my feet, can you see it?

-Okay, okay. -Can you see it?

It's right here.

-Oh, yeah, yeah, I see it. -Okay, great.

Just please don't kick me.

-Just hold still. -Okay, I'm still.

Ow, Dale!

-Shit, are you okay? I'm sorry. -Yes, I'm fine, I'm fine.

-Okay, okay. -Okay, okay.

-I got it, I got it. -Oh, okay.

All good, okay.

-Okay. -Okay.

Okay, so use my body as leverage this time, if you need to, okay.

-Okay. Okay. -Okay? Okay.

Ah, oh, ah.

We should...

Keep looking.

Yeah like a-- for a weapon or something.

A weapon.

Yeah.

Oh, Dale.

-Dale, what about this? -Yeah, that could work.

Or this?

-This would be better. -Yeah, that's perfect.

Okay, good.

Wait, wait, Dale, hold on.

Look, a bag.

-Holy shit! -Holy shit.

Holy shit, Dale, I've never held one of these before.

-Emma, give me the gun. -You said they didn't have a gun.

-I-- I know what I said, just let me have it. -Hey, is it loaded?

-I don't know. -What do you mean, you don't know?

I don't know. I don't know how to tell if a gun's loaded.

They all look loaded to me, I mean...

Maybe there's a switch or something.

-Emma, Emma! -Sorry.

Let me see it. I've been to the gun range a few times.

I think I might be the one who's more qualified to handle it, okay.

-Let me handle it. -This is like a definition of a weapon.

We can use it to protect ourselves.

I'm going to protect us, right? Me, see? With this right here.

Okay, yeah, you can use that.

And I'll use...

Let's just switch, Emma.

I'm just saying like, I'm not--

I'm not as strong as you, you know?

So you are better fitted for the tire iron.

You have more power in your swing.

Right, look, you could, you could hurt someone.

You could hurt yourself.

-We could die. -Emma, just give me the gun.

-That's not part of the-- -Well, what?

Not part of your non-plan plan?

No, it's just, you don't even know how to use this thing.

Okay, well, you do?

I feel like it's pretty intuitive.

You know, you just-- you just pull back the clicker thingy

and then you aim.

Quit moving and stop touching it.

I mean, if you-- that thing, I don't--

Dale, Dale.

We each have a weapon now and we need to prepare together.

Okay? Isn't that what you said?

-It's what you want, right? -Emma, give me the fucking gun.

I-- I don't want it to go off in the back of a fucking trunk.

It won't, okay? I got it, Dale.

-All right. -Emma, Emma.

-What are you doing? -Give me the--

I don't want that thing to go off

in the back of a fucking truck.

-Okay, Dale, stop it! -Emma. Just-- Emma.

-Dale stop. -Give me the fucking gun.

Fuck.

Caesar salad, bowl of croutons on the side.