Euphoria

Wayne!

Oh, fuck.

Dad! Rue's headed for the barn!

What the fuck?!

Oh, fuck!

No, no, no, no!

Run!

Hurry your ass up and run!

Oh, fuck, man.

Help!

Help!

Wayne!

Wayne!

- There you go. - Thank you, thank you, thank you.

- Whoo! Whoo! - I'm a cold motherfucker!

- Baby, I swear to God! - Whoo!

Oh, shit!

Damn! My motherfucking heart was beating out my motherfucking chest!

- Yo, me too, bro! - Damn!

Did you see? He fucking got me, dude.

- He got me. - Fuck, did you see? I got him!

Motherfucker. I was like, bow!

- Motherfucker! Sit your ass down! - You got his ass.

Here you go.

What do I do?

We'll figure it out together.

Good work.

I'm proud of you.

Come here.

Come on, have a seat.

Easy now.

Oh, fuck.

You know, I think you was right all along.

About what?

You and me

we was meant to be.

You look like you're in pain.

'Cause I am.

Percocet.

I take 'em for my back.

Mm.

You know, Laurie knows it was me.

Yeah, that bitch thought she had the upper hand.

But little did she know,

I could train a motherfucking mule to win the Kentucky Derby.

Oh.

Yeah, I could have fucked that bitch up real good.

But I'm a gentleman. No need to gloat.

So I propose a 50/50 split of the load,

and a lifetime truce.

But it's still going.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Matter of fact, they should be sailing into America tonight.

I used to love these.

Hey, now. That's for the physical pain.

Not that shit up in your head. You hear me?

I meant what I said.

I don't want you fucking around too much.

You're my employee of the year.

Matter of fact, I want you to take a week off.

- Yeah. - Go home, relax.

Run yourself a nice Epsom salt bath.

You need stitching up,

you send me the bill. I got you.

Just need you to heal up.

How are we looking?

Shit all there.

Go ahead, take a peek.

Just a little token of my appreciation.

Rest up.

Don't come back asking me for more of that shit.

G.

- What's happening? - It's good.

Could I see it again?

You promised you'd show me how to shoot.

I know it hurts.

I'm okay.

Alright. Go get the girls.

We should both go.

And leave this van?

Hola, I'm here for some girls.

We good.

Where's my Coke?

Thought you were done.

I wasn't done.

Sorry.

Let's just get the fuck out of here, man.

How do so many people get to be so evil?

It's easier.

What, it's easier to do the wrong thing than it is to do the right thing?

It's human nature. We're selfish.

Yeah, well, why did God make us like that?

I don't know, Rue.

But someday, I'll ask Him for you, okay?

Now, get out!

Do you mind if I sit on your couch for a little while?

Of course, you can. It's always yours.

Thanks.

Kill the engine.

- How you doing tonight? - Every day is a blessing, sir.

Ah, here are our passports,

and our medical pass.

- Where are you headed? - Just outside Los Angeles.

What are you transporting?

A couple young ladies who weren't satisfied

with what God gave 'em.

Hey, fix your shit.

- Name? - Edward Wallace.

You.

- Name. - Mitchel. Bilster.

Remain seated, please.

Hi.

- Your name? - Kitty.

No Kitty here.

Oh, my God, I'm so stupid. Katherine.

Christina.

You have any narcotics or weapons in the vehicle?

Absolutely not. No, sir.

Welcome back home.

Thank you.

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.

The earth was without form and void,

and darkness was on the face of the deep.

And the spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.

Then, God said...

"Let there be light."

And there was light.

And God saw the light, that it was good.

And God divided the light from the darkness.

God called the light day,

and the darkness, He called night.

I didn't let her out of that room.

- Did you, Bruce? - Fuck, no!

- Laurie? - No.

Could Mitch have done it?

Mitch ain't here.

So, if it wasn't you, using the laws

of deductive reasoning, that only leaves one person.

But Faye's the one who woke me up.

Oh, speak of the devil.

Here we go again.

You got a long, thin tapeworm hanging out of your ass.

Ew! You're so gross.

Go on, get high. That's a great fuckin' idea.

If you can't get justice one way, get it another.

Mitch?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, bye.

They're 30 minutes out.

About fuckin' time.

Package is en route. Air wing has the eye.

Copy that.

Can't wait to nail these fuckers to a cross.

Oh, fuck. Fuck! Shit!

- Oh, fuck, my stomach! - I told you.

Bougie, get the fuck outta here!

If they were painkillers, you'd be constipated,

not shitting your brains out.

What the fuck are you saying?

They're laxatives.

Babe, we packed the bags ourselves.

It's a set up?

In about 20 minutes, you ought to be dead.

After that, I won't have much trouble finding a man

who's already wounded.

They know something we don't.

Wayne, what's your 20?

Answer me, boy, where the fuck are you?

Go! Hyah!

Wayne, if you're listening, fuck you.

Fuck.

I can't go to prison.

- Fuck. Harley! - I can't.

Fucking DEA, man.

Fuck you, we should have fucking killed you

- when we had the fucking chance. - You think this was me?

- Fucking shit. Yeah, it was you! - You think this was me?

- Yeah, it was fucking you! - These are my friends?!

- Ohh! - Fucking idiot!

Harley!

- Fuck you! - You set me

and my fucking people up, dog.

Hands up!

My hands are up! Fuck you!

I don't have a gun.

I don't have a gun!

DEA! DEA!

Hands! Hands up!

You are surrounded.

Surrender your weapons.

Comply with the officers

and walk out the front door.

Got two suspects detained.

We're loading them in the BearCat.

What are you gonna do, boy?

- Move! Move! - Moving in!

Targets on lock!

I'm not going back to prison, bro.

Give me the word. I'll take every last pig out.

DEA! DEA!