Help!
Please help me!
They're dead. They're all dead.
You're safe now.
Just tell me what happened.
You sure we can go this way?
Hell yeah. My assistant told me about this.
Freshly laid and paved. Won't be open for two days.
We could've used this damn road back when we shot Ghost Stop in '02.
I told the location manager, I said find me the most
desolate place you can. He finds this end of the fucking world.
Beautiful, ain't it?
Yeah, too bad we had to fire him. There was no place for the cast to live.
No place for the crew. We had to chopper the stars in everyday.
Wait, I don't get it. He did what you told him to.
I told him end of the fucking world...
...but with a five star hotel.
Why didn't we just stay on the interstate?
- C'mon, Jamie. - And miss all this?
Besides, I've been over .08 since five minutes into the
party last night.
Least I know out here I'm not gonna be pulled over.
- Relax, Jamie. - Everything is gonna be cool.
Before day's end I'm gonna make an honest woman here of Annie.
Then I'm gonna make her a star.
All back roads to Vegas, baby.
- Look at this fucking place! - It's beautiful. God's country.
Look out!
OH SHIIIT!
Ugh. Fuck.
Is everyone okay?
- What the hell happened? - You hit that woman.
What?
Oh shit. She's...?
Is she dead?
What the FUCK?
What the fuck was she doing?
Look. Look!
Roy, someone shot her.
She could've shot herself.
Why would she do that?
I dunno. People do. Could've even been after we hit her.
What if someone else shot her?
Well, then they're long gone.
Yeah, for now.
Why the hell was she shooting at us?
Maybe she was trying to stop you from killing her?
Ok, first of all. WE ran her over, ok, not me.
I mean...
If she wasn't running around in the middle of the damn road
half naked, we could've given her a ride.
And as to killing her, Jamie... With a gut shot like that
she would've bled out anyway.
Yeah, I'm the asshole.
Look it. She is dead. We're not.
And if we don't keep our heads on straight we're gonna end up like that.
I don't mean to sound cold, but...
she looks a lot better than I expected.
Jesus Christ, Annie, how much more dead do you want her?
Can't say as much for the car.
Oh for Christ's sake.
Yeah.
- Detroit steel, my ass. - Damn it!
Ah fuck you, AT&T.
Annie, try your phone.
Son of a bitch.
This thing ain't moving.
Can't you can change the tire?
She shot into the engine block too.
- Look, wouldn't matter. - I took the spare tire
out of the trunk. I was trying to make room.
What were you thinking?
Well, I'll tell you what I wasn't thinking Jamie.
I wasn't thinking that I would be shot at by some crazy ass,
pistol-popping banshee in the middle of fucking nowhere!
Jamie, it happened, alright?
Yeah, I'm aware it happened.
I can see the dead woman in front of me?
Fuck.
Yeah...
...you were right, Billy.
We're in bumfuck nowhere...
...and two marathons away from any civilization.
So what are we gonna do?
- Just fucking relax, okay. - I can handle this.
Look, we have a dead woman, ok? No one's forgetting that.
But we have to remember we're lucky to be alive right now.
And yeah, we're stuck in the middle of nowhere,
but I've been gambling long enough to know that...
THAT is still LA...
...to Vegas.
Someone else is bound to use the new road.
Yes. So we have to remember how lucky we are.
Now, what's the first rule about being stranded in the desert...
Stay hydrated.
Hahaha!
Stay hydrated.
- 'Atta way! - Give her hell, Jamie!
- Turn it off. - There's no hope in hell.
Just thought if we got it started we could
have some air or something.
Ok, I've never even changed wiper fluid,
so unless your Roy Boy there's some master grease monkey
I'm just gonna focus on keeping my own fluids topped up.
Jesus, this wind is ball-sweat hot.
We would've been better off if you were a master driver
than a masturbator.
Ha! Masturbator.
- You think that's funny? - Why don't you show me
what a real masturbator does.
Maybe I will.
Oh Annie, where you been all my life?
Yeah. No one's gonna forget someone died out here today.
Moving on is a hell of a lot different than forgetting.
Is that from one of your movies?
I wish. Greeting card.
Even on a closed road somebody's gotta come by.
So here I am, producing this piece of crap pilot
for a 90210 knock-off that has no hope
in hell of getting picked up.
If it was so bad, why were you doing it?
Because they paid me, Roy.
So anyway, I go in, lend them my Midas touch.
Use my creativity and cast a chick who no one will even hire anymore.
You could act circles around her, Babe.
Then while we're waiting to see if our show gets picked up,
I get her this fuck-budget horror film to pay her bills.
She shows her titties again,
kills the zombie, and the fanboys go wild.
Movie opens at number one. And a star is reborn.
And then Bam!
Our show gets a full order and I get the network special - special massage.
No shit.
That party last night was for a show
that wouldn't have seen the light of day without moi.
You must've made a ton, right?
Never as much as I'm worth.
How much are you worth, Baby?
Well as they say, value is in the eye of the beholder.
You know, Baby, I'd have cast you in that part
if the network hadn't butted in.
You didn't even remember who I was last night.
- Are you kidding me? - Of course I did.
I would've killed it in that part.
Hell, I would've killed FOR that part.
We'll get to Vegas.
Absolutely.
You guys think it's smart to get married
after knowing each other one night?
Jesus, Jamie.
I'm just saying marriage isn't just something you jump into.
Well, how long did you two know each other for?
Actually we didn't kiss until we'd known each other for a year.
Oh shit. Haha!
Roy, honestly, bro, how blue were your balls?
Just the way things worked out, I guess.
Poor Roy.
Poor Roy? Fuck. Poor Jamie.
Where the hell are you people from, anyway?
We told you all that last night?
How drunk were you?
Ahhh...Idaho.
Idaho. That's right. You guys won that charity auction.
That's why you were at the party last night.
- There you go. - Give the man a prize.
Well...
I never forget a pretty face.
All right. Enough thinking...
and a little more drinking.
Ok. It is my wedding day, damn it.
Aw c'mon. I'm just trying to cut the dust.
You need to stay hydrated too.
There's gotta be some other idiot gonna use this road.
It's still early.
And what if nobody comes?
Someone will come.
Hey, uh...
I hate to sound a little uncouth about it but...
She's gonna start stinking soon and maybe we should
head to the main highway.
I don't think we should go.
Every study I've ever read says if you get lost
you should stay put until someone finds you.
Studies? Jesus, Jamie. Fuck studies.
If I'd have followed that I'd have gone to business school
to learn jack shit about jack shit.
Is the old highway far?
It runs parallel to this road
so we can't be more than five miles.
So you know it's five miles?
Well, I haven't exactly measured it, Jamie...
So...I don't know... Eight tops.
So you don't know.
He said it's five miles.
Then why don't we use the stick up your ass and measure it.
Ooo, cat fight!
It makes sense this road runs parallel with the old one.
So you're saying we should go?
I'm saying the idea of the two roads running parallel actually makes sense.
And if you look down it...Thin layer of sand and no tracks.
Well, no tire tracks.
I don't think anybody's been driving on this road for a while.
Well, look at you. A regular boy scout in our midst.
I've hunted and tracked my kill since I was a kid.
Okay then...
Look. That woman had to have walked from somewhere fairly close.
Odds say it's the highway.
Whattaya think we should do?
We take a look.
If we head out now, we can always come back if we need to.
Ok?
And...
We have road pops.
Yeah, yeah. No, No. He's sure, right? You're sure.
Ok, you know what. He's the only one out here who has any kind
of experience with this so I'd kind of like to hear it from him.
- Oh well excuse me. - Hail to the king.
Look, I don't think it'll hurt if we try before it gets too hot.
Ok?
Okay.
We'll be fine.
Okay.
Hey, maybe before we head out...we should, um...
Bury it.
Bury what?
Ah, oh, I dunno.
It is a she.
Sorry, I meant 'she'.
And she was out here alone, naked, acting crazy,
and shooting at innocent people.
So the chances are, she was probably up to no good.
So maybe burying everything might be for the best.
Shit.
Are you serious?
What I mean is that there's a lot more here
that you have to take into account for.
Look, we got a dead body, flat tire, an abandoned car.
All registered to me.
I just don't want people taking this the wrong way.
I don't think there's any other way to read this than the truth.
Well then, how exactly are we going to explain that she
ran out onto the road at us?
And that she shot at us.
And that Billy was drunk.
Drinking. Ok, I wasn't drunk.
And if people are gonna figure we hit her, I would like to explain it.
Or bury it.
It makes sense.
How does that make sense?
I mean she's only been lying in the sun for like five hours --
How does burying a woman in the desert --
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on, just hold it for a second, ok?
Let's just THINK about this for a second, ok?
At least it'll keep the animals off her.
I can't. I can't bury a woman in an unmarked grave
Just until we can tell people properly.
Yeah or until he can convince us not to.
That's not what I said.
You don't know how things can get twisted when
you're not there to defend yourself. Ok?
And I am not going to let that happen again.
Again?
Trust me. People have a way of like twisting everything up and I...
if we're not there to let them know what's going on
then what are we gonna do?
Let's take a group vote.
Jesus.
No! We're not gonna bury a woman out in the desert.
Ok, why don't you carry her?
Or, Billy. We can put her in your car.
That's probably not a good idea because the trunk was just detailed.
Probably not important.
We'll put her in the trunk.
I am not gonna hide what happened here today.
The woman jumped out and shot at us.
What more is there to be said?
Jeez...
This is disgusting.
Jesus, that was heavier than I thought.
- Yeah. - Dead bodies always are.
Hey, Babe? Can you grab my carry-on?
I'm not gonna wander around the desert dressed like this.
Probably have something for you, if you want.
I like what I'm wearing.
What about your heels?
I like how they make my legs look.
Hallelujah to that.
There's gotta be a map in here somewhere.
Like it's not hot enough out here already.
Find anything?
Ah, no. No. Not yet.
I'd kill for an aspirin right now.
Well how about one of these?
Ohh, Vicodin.
Underneath the seat where your hubby was sitting.
Where the hell would I get something like that from?
Relax.
- I'm pulling your leg, man. - We can all thank Lizzy.
- Yeah. Lizzy. My assistant. - She borrowed the car.
That woman has a brutal memory but a great ass.
Hey.
Look, that was a long time ago, Babe.
All right, down the hatch.
- That's okay. - We all have a past.
Wanna play?
They're just painkillers. We've got a long way ahead of us.
Let's go.
Saddle up!
I can't believe you've been holding this whole time.
Yeah, now we be sharing.
I'm sorry I doubted you.
Forget it. Come on.
BILLY Come on, slow pokes.
Drum BEAT Strings RISE, Slide Guitar WAILS)
Whooo!
- Roy, come on, man. - That is some good shit.
Oh fuck it.
We just survived a car crash, saw a woman die right in front of us, and...
we're stuck in the middle of the fucking desert.
Why don't you cut me some slack?
I know, but after everything --
I can handle it.
- All right, Jamie. - Have a hit.
Don't push your luck, Billy.
You know, it might be in all our best interests if we just try to remain mellow.
Is that so?
It's a proven fact.
People do crazy shit in the desert.
Taking in all this vast expanse, you mix in it with
some sun stroke, and voila la!
you got yourself a bad batch of juju.
Yeah, we get scripts sent to us all the time about this shit.
You mean movies?
Like I could turn psycho and drink all your blood?
- Ahhh...Jesus...vampire! - Get off...Ahhh!
You know, I guess we should be happy we're still alive.
Yeah, we should.
And you know what...?
The highway's gonna show up before we even know it.
Then why don't you give me a ride.
Go get them. Haha!
Whooo!
I didn't spill my drink.
I say we just keep walking to Vegas.
Well aren't you awful horny to get there.
Fuck, yeah, aren't you?
Tell you the truth, baby, everything to me is a little hazy right now
Hey, you did propose.
I witnessed it. You're a hell of a romantic, Billy.
Come on. Can't a guy get a fucking break around here.
Come on, I'm joking. Ok?
Who wouldn't want to marry this face...
and those gorgeous, wrap-around legs.
Let's go to Vegas! I promise, you will not regret it.
You are killing me, woman.
I know what the blue ones are for.
I just don't need them.
Whooo!
Vegas! Whooo!
Gimme that ass!
Hahaha!
Come on! Let's go!
Come on, slow pokes!
Shouldn't we see something by now?
We will.
What is it?
Just, ah...
I'm just...
Fuck, I'm hot!
That's not nothing. You're cut. Deep.
Broken bottle of tequila. Doesn't matter.
Holy Fuck. You look like one of them freaks from Oz.
You know Billy, he's hurt. Just leave him alone.
Let me take a look.
I'm fine.
Look, Billy...
I've done my time. And it's done. Ok?
It's done.
- Babe, come on. - You need to rest.
Yeah, come on, bro. Look, you're bleeding like hell.
- Look. I'm fine. Ok? - You see this?
That will take care of it.
All right. We just need to keep moving.
You can't keep taking those.
Let him take two if it'll help.
It's not your business.
Enough! Ok? We're moving.
Now!
Come on!
What do you think he did?
Hopefully not his cell-mate.
It's gotta be five miles by now.
Ah, man. I'd kill for a mojito.
And a cheeseburger.
Where the hell is this road?
Baby, you could get drunk off my sweat right now.
You wanna stop?
Only if you do.
Yeah, I can stop.
Ah, Hey! Guys. Annie needs to take a break.
What is that?
Not what. Who?
What the fuck?
No shit.
What do you think happened?
Be careful.
Because why?
No ID's.
He looks like a gangster.
Or a Fed.
Looks like someone left in a hurry.
Yeah... wouldn't you?
Ok, guys. This is too fucked up.
This is just too fucked up.
You think he has something to do with the dead woman in your trunk?
Oh, yeah, what, she's a murderer too?
No, no, no...
Tire tracks go the other way. Long way for her to go.
Gut-shot and naked in the cold night.
Looks like someone came a long way for something.
Or someone.
Oh, great.
So in this entire hell of a place,
we look for one person to help us and we keep finding the dead ones.
And today of all days.
Do you think we should do something with the body?
No, no, no. Fuck him.
I say we forget we even saw him.
We have enough problems of our own.
Look, you think that maybe we can stop for a rest now, Roy?
- No, no, no. - We should keep walking.
The woman needs to take a break, for Christ's sake.
Look, give me the bag.
- You fucking kidding? - Here's your damn bag.
Fucker.
Annie, come on. Let's get the fuck out of here.
You know I think you might need a rest too.
They're crashing. It'll be hard to get them --
Then you should care about whoever made those tire tracks coming back.
Come on.
- Whoa, whoa, wait. - I need to stop.
We should never have come.
Nobody was coming along that road.
I mean the whole trip.
Yeah, it was your idea.
I'm not saying it wasn't. I'm saying we shouldn't have
Yeah, well we did, so that's that.
Hey.
You wanna partake?
Yeah.
What?
I didn't say a word.
Your face said enough.
What do you want from me, Roy?
I know what you're thinking.
Trust me. You have no idea.
I'm tired, I'm hot, and I'm fucking sore.
Is that what you wanna hear?
Huh? Is it?
Come on, guys. Billy's right. Let's just stay cool.
- No, you know what. - You especially should hear this.
People aren't always as they appear.
Girl like you should learn that.
Here it comes.
Think that tough guy act gets me hot?
Isn't that why you wrote me in the first place?
I wrote you because of my church.
- Oh please. - You got off on it.
Yeah, because writing to degenerates is so sexy.
So I'm a degenerate now? Huh?
Whoa! Ok...
This is all very entertaining but...
what the hell are you guys talking about?
That's right, you don't know how we actually met, do you?
Let me tell you. Jamie here was slumming it, getting her jollies
writing to cons, trying to save a few souls.
No way. Haha!
It wasn't like that.
I was just some punk ass drug dealer
you could take home like a stray.
You made me believe you wanted to change.
Don't kid yourself! You believe what you want to!
Billy, did you know any of this?
Look...
Lizzy didn't sell me these, ok...
Roy did.
No shit?
Sorry, bro. Jig was up.
If I'd've known you were a pro I'd've tried to haggle you more.
Fuck it.
Why would you do that?
I am tired of you paying for everything.
You know you can't control me like that any more.
That's not the way it is! Money doesn't mean anything to me.
Of course! Easy for you to say from where you're at.
Sure. Because a drive to LA sounds like so much fun!
You said you wanted to see the countryside with me.
Yup, you, that's it.
Had nothing to do with me not wanting to shove that
damn baggie up my ass to go through airport security.
Jamie, wake up!
I had to break parole just to even get here.
Why do you think I wanted that woman buried too?
Like I want cops sniffing around. You know, gimme a break!
You think all the problems of the world just gonna
go away because you want them to?
Why didn't you just tell me the truth?
You don't want the truth.
I fell in love with you-
No, you fell in love with saving me!
Guess I failed at both of those things.
Yeah, well, I guess so too.
You know what?
I know you cheated on me!
Oh fuck.
What?
I know what you did with Shelly.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Don't!
Jamie, it didn't mean anything.
Don't you fucking dare!
Men are pigs, Annie!
Better you know that now.
Oink, oink.
Oh, come on. That's was ..that was pretty fucking funny.
Look. I'm sorry, Jamie.
if you got shit on doesn't mean it's gonna happen to me.
Really?
You think this one's any different?
Look, you're not going there.
Not on my wedding day.
Come on...
You can't judge everybody like that.
I'm not.
If you listened, you'd know I'm not talking about her.
Who, Billy? Come on, he's just all talk.
I'm not talking about them!
Ok, listen Jamie, I can expl--
Don't touch me.
I was so mad at you. I was so mad at you I just wanted to
hurt you like you hurt me.
I hooked up with Billy last night.
What?
In the bathroom.
You were probably off somewhere selling your drugs.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What the fuck!?
At least he doesn't hide who he is.
Fine! You know what, go!
Get back here and let's talk!
Screw you!
You know some people just shouldn't be married.
What do you mean?
Think about it.
You think Roy thought she'd turn out to be such a nut job?
Well, I'm not like that.
Well, I dunno. How can I be so sure?
I'm as crazy as you want me to be.
Oh...
You are a bad girl.
If that's what you want.
Ooooh...
Seems like someone's joined us.
You're damn straight.
I don't need a pill for that, Baby.
And you never will when you're with me.
Billy!?
He ain't here.
Hello.
What do you mean he isn't here?
I mean what I say. He ain't around.
How long have you been there?
Long enough.
Easy, easy. Don't be so damn jumpy.
You just scared me.
Not my intention.
Billy!
Where's Jamie?
Screw her.
Roy. Where's your wife?
Gone.
Gone, sayonara, vamoose. And you what?
It's all good with me.
Billy!
Bill--
Jesus.
What?
Billy...
I thought you left.
Where the hell would I go? I was taking a piss.
Jamie's gone.
What?
He said she just took off.
Whattaya mean? She just can't 'take off' out here!
Said she had enough and, she left.
Left me, left you, left this marriage.
Good riddance.
She can't be out there alone.
You're worried about safe now?
Or...
maybe you want her back for your own reasons.
You know exactly what that means.
No, Roy. I don't know exactly what that means.
We gotta go find her.
If you think so, but...
I think that we should split up.
She couldn't have got far.
Knock yourselves out.
Just get your ass up!
When the fuck did you find a conscience?
I don't remember you having one when you killed that woman.
Well, couple of bruises and you turn into Mr. Sunshine, huh?
Well that's me, baby. Personality plus.
She obviously hasn't come by us, right. So...
Why don't you head off there. I'll head off over there.
If you see her, if you see anything, Just yell.
Don't you think we should just stay together?
Baby, it's better if we split up, all right.
We don't know which way she went.
Look, just go for ten minutes.
If you can't find her then come back.
All right, well just promise that you're gonna stay close.
Because I don't want to be around him when he's like this.
It's fine, Baby. He's just pissed because Jamie dumped him.
I can hear you.
Ok, well good.
Then maybe you'll stop creeping out my fiance.
Ooo, fiance.
All right, Baby, go. Just be careful.
Fine.
You know, you're a real dickhead when you're high.
Ah, blow me. Ha.
Blow me.
Jamie!
BILLY!
Billy! Come Quick!
Annie, what!? What the fuck!?
She's dead!
What!?
She's dead!
Fuck. What happened?
I just saw her lying here and thought she just passed out.
Then when I got closer I saw all the blood.
Jesus Christ!
It's gonna be okay.
Jamie?
No, it won't.
Jamie...
I'm so sorry.
Why'd you have to kill her?
What?
She's my wife?
She was your wife.
Shut the hell up!
Annie, just leave it.
Whoever killed that man must've been back.
Roy, I didn't see a car.
That doesn't matter, Billy!
She said that he used to hit her.
That's bullshit.
Then why would she say it?
She was upset with me because of something I did.
That's why she slept with your man last night!
Whoa, whoa...No, no, no...
Don't be dragging me into this shit.
That didn't happen. Billy was with me last night.
She got you jealous so you killed her.
Why are you saying this?
Whoa! whoa!
Roy. Both of you.
Just calm the hell down.
Listen... I didn't kill my wife.
At the very least, she fell and hit her head.
Look at her head, you fucking psycho! It's bashed in!
Hey you know what, just...
We'll get the cops out here,
and we'll let them figure it out.
You think I did it too?
That is for the cops to say.
There's no cops out here, Billy!
You need to chill the fuck out, Roy.
A gun?
Let's call it my little security blanket, ok?
Whattaya gonna do?
Shoot me now?
I don't wanna shoot anyone. Ok, but I will if I have to.
I can't convince you two I'm innocent...
what hope do I have with any cops.
If you didn't do it, then everything's fine.
They have CSI guys that can figure this shit out.
Doesn't work that way when you have a record like mine.
I'm so sorry.
I gotta go.
You're leaving because you're guilty.
I'm leaving because I'm innocent. Ok?
- We can't just let him go. - Do something.
Roy, if you didn't do this
then I think we should all just stick together. Right?
I'll take my chances.
Roy, I'll fucking shoot you.
I'm not stopping you.
Roy!
Fuck...
Annie, I couldn't just shoot him in the back.
It's okay. It's okay.
Probably better off that he's gone anyway, right?
I mean, what if he didn't kill her?
He answered that when he ran away.
Shit. You know what, I'm not...I'm not thinking straight.
All the drugs and the booze. You know, I'd've...
I'd've fucking killed him if I had to, though.
It's okay. He's gone.
You scared him off. Saved us. You did.
Yeah.
We gotta move out.
What about Jamie?
What about her? What, do you want to take her with us?
We can't leave her here like this?
Like what - dead?
Sprawled out - food for whatever lives out here.
I don't think she's gonna give a shit.
We don't know how long it's gonna be until we can get back here.
It's just like that woman at your car.
All right, fine.
Do you think we should go back to the car?
You know what? We never should've listened to Roy in the first place and left the car.
Probably all part of his plan.
Makes sense.
Yeah...Well he better not come around here again.
No more Mr. Nice guy.
You hear that, Psycho!
Come on. Let's go.
Sorry, Jamie.
- Hey. Hey. - You wanna stop?
I'm okay.
Are you sure? I mean, we can take a break if you want.
No, I'll be all right.
Just give me a second.
Look! Water!
It's probably a mirage.
No, it might be water!
Sure it is. Bet that's where they bottle my Evian.
Jesus. Fuck!
Yeah, sure. Thousand years ago, maybe.
Shut up.
I hate this place.
Ohh...
You okay?
We gotta stop.
We can't be too far now.
Annie, it could be two feet. We still gotta stop.
You're still gonna protect me, right?
Sweetie, from here on out it is every man for himself.
Ok...
Wait. Look, none of this shit would've happened to me before.
I need to get back and straighten everything out.
What is it, Billy?
Nothing.
Nothing, let's just keep moving.
Jesus. Look at this place.
Maybe we should check in that little baggie again.
There's no vicodin left.
What about the percocets?
That's gone too.
- You ate all the percocets? - Well, what's left in the bag?
I dunno, Annie! Nothing that's going to help us out here, I'm sure!
Look, I'm sorry. I was just trying to help.
I know. I'm sorry.
Look, how much do you know about me?
Whattaya mean?
You obviously googled me before the audition, right?
Um, yeah. A little bit, I guess.
So, how much do you know?
I know that you're a big success.
And...
You are hot as hell.
So you know what happened to me then?
I've been sober five years, four months, two days.
There was a chick I used to hang out with...
No, she wasn't some chick.
Her name was Angie and I loved her. A lot.
But she OD'd, on a bad batch.
I woke up with a plunger in my arm.
I'd managed to plunge hers but I passed out before I did my own.
They said I killed her.
Cops wanted to charge me, but, my lawyers convinced the court that
I was smart and rich enough to clean up on my own.
I've missed that woman everyday since the day she died.
But I've been sober since. Just me against the world.
Until last night.
Well...
you're not alone anymore.
And we don't need these to be happy.
My little muse, huh?
Listen, I been thinking, Billy. And after what you just told me...
You know there was only one person who was against us burying that woman.
And burying all the trouble that went with her.
With Jamie...
...gone...
...and if Roy runs...
ones to deal with the rap on hitting that woman?
I mean she ran into our road.
She shot at us.
She probably even killed that man back there.
That's what I've been saying all along.
So you agree that we should just make it all go away.
I totally agree.
Come on. Let's go.
Oh...Wait...Billy?
Billy! That's the car! There's the car!
We found it! Hahaha!
I knew I'd find it!
I never doubted you.
I...
AM THE GOLDEN CHILD!!
Well. At least I don't see Roy.
Come on. Let's go. It's shelter.
Come on.
Someone kill me.
I am never walking anywhere ever again.
Sounds good to me.
WHOOOO!
Careful. That might be hot.
Fuck.
Think anybody came past while we were gone?
I dunno. You see any tracks?
No.
Well then, there's your answer.
Where do you think Roy is?
Dead I hope.
What if he comes back?
Then I'll shoot him.
You will?
- Fuck him. - We were here first.
Eventually it's gonna be dark.
Which means cars will have to turn on their headlights.
We won't be able to see them from here.
No, not from here. From there.
We're getting out of here, Baby.
But first we gotta deal with that chick in the trunk.
Let's start digging.
Ohhh.
Fuck.
Yeah.
This should work.
- You're damn straight. Huh? - Who's the man?
You are.
Damn right, Baby.
'Cause I am Billy fucking Rich!
Whooo!
Wow. Ok.
Vegas, here we come!
Oh yeah...
There's gonna be some cars coming now, baby.
There's gonna be some cars coming now.
It's not like we're in the fucking outback?
Where the hell is every one?
Someone'll find us.
Are you hungry?
Starving.
Why haven't you said anything about it?
I don't like complaining.
Are you sure you're an actress?
What was that?
What?
You didn't hear that?
There's no nobody out here.
Oh shit! Get up. Get up!
It's Roy. Get up!
What are you doing here?
Roy, you don't look so good.
You gotta help me.
Why don't you let me see your hands and I'll think about it.
I didn't kill my wife.
Yeah, so you said.
I loved her.
You weren't acting like it.
Why don't you sit down?
She saved me.
Saved me from myself.
He said stop.
You gotta believe me.
Don't make me fucking shoot you.
She was my life.
Don't make me shoot you, Roy.
Annie. Annie.
Annie.
I was there when you woke up. Remember?
Where were you?
The fuck you talking about?
You had to shut her up, didn't you?
He tell you what he did to my wife last night?
Billy?
This is all your fault.
Billy. Say something.
Yeah, Billy. Say something.
It's not the way he's putting it, Annie.
She kissed me!
Look. We didn't...
The fuck...it.... this...
it doesn't fucking matter anyways.
You killed her. I didn't.
She was gonna tell you, Annie -
but he killed her so you could never find out.
Billy, where were you when I was sleeping?
I was taking a piss. You know that. I didn't even see her.
You got as many witnesses as me.
I got the truth.
The truth?
Hahaha...
Is that why you two buried that woman? Huh?
The truth?
Oh yeah.
I know more than you think.
But I got a gun.
So why don't you shut the fuck up and sit down.
You know what Billy?
You ain't got the balls.
Why don't you try me, Roy?
Stop! Billy!
Stop!
Shoot...Billy!
BILLY!
Roy! Stop!
Ughhh...
Shit...
Oh...Ughhh...
Oh fuck...
Fuck!
He went fucking crazy!
You needed to. You needed to. You had to.
He was fucking crazy!
- You had to. To save me. - You did.
I never killed Jamie. I never killed anyone...ever.
- Listen to me. I believe you. - Ok? I believe you.
What he said about last night, Annie --
Ssssh.
It doesn't matter, ok? We all have a past. I told you that.
And that's what this is. This is the past.
Whatever he said... look at me...
it doesn't matter.
'Cause as long as we're together, we're gonna be fine.
We're gonna be fine. Ok? Ok.
Look at me. Look at me.
We're gonna be fine.
You know, this actually might work out.
We know that Roy killed Jamie.
And we can say that he was driving too.
That he went crazy and attacked us.
That way we won't have to hide any more dead bodies out here.
Billy, what if Roy didn't kill Jamie?
What if whoever killed that guy in the suit came back and did it?
What if he's watching us now?
No. There's nobody else out here.
Baby, it's okay. You're safe.
Then what if Jamie really did fall?
You said Roy--
I said I think Roy did it.
But you know how the cops are.
If they prove it was a accident, we don't want them to be
suspicious about you shooting Roy.
And what happens if they find that woman?
Roy attacked me.
And that's exactly what we'll tell them - if we have to.
But think about it.
They're just a couple of tourists we met last night.
Who knows what happened after that?
Maybe we came out here on our own.
I don't know, Annie.
I don't think that we should push our luck farther than we gotta.
Yeah.
I just can't bear the thought of seeing you in prison, Billy. It'd kill me.
What?
I would do anything for you to stop that.
Even this.
And the way I see it...
there are tons of dead bodies out here anyway.
What's one more?
Aw, fuck.
This is the right thing to do.
I don't want anybody questioning you about murder.
Murder?
Don't even think about it.
It won't come to that.
We have too big a future ahead of us
to let this get in the way.
Future?
I am fucked, Annie.
I'm done.
- You're not done. - You're the golden boy.
The studio fired me yesterday.
That retread of a bitch Lyla had me replaced with her douchebag boyfriend.
But it was your show.
It's always the studio's show.
What happened?
A year ago she was back hostessing at the SaddleRanch.
Now she has a record deal, a perfume brand,
probably flogging a line of goddamn tampons at Target...
Now my show.
Bye bye, baby.
But her boyfriend?
It's the Hollywood way, Baby.
You'll get another one.
Annie...
I'm forty.
That's like a hundred in Hollywood years, ok.
If I don't have the mojo to overrule that bitch...
Then I got nothing.
But you know what?
We don't need that shit town.
It's a hole. It's a cesspool.
It'll eat up sweet, innocent girls like you.
Look what it did to me?
We can leave.
We'll go somewhere free.
We'll take a chance. The whole world is open to us.
Listen.
I want to give you that white picket fence,
and those 2.5 children,
and those puppies, and those fireworks,
and all that apple pie crap.
You said it yourself.
We're a team.
As long as we stick together, nothing can stop us.
Yeah...
Sure.
Now come on.
Let's get off this god damn mountain.
Annie, come on.
You know what, baby?
We'll go to Canada.
I shot a movie there in '99.
Those people don't even lock their doors.
Don't they live in igloos?
Ha. Igloos.
Shit, baby. Headlights!
I knew they'd come!
You know what, you're right.
You're right, we don't need the press from this.
We need to hide the evidence.
Annie?
Let's go back to the start.
How did you meet Billy Rich?
At the wrap party.
I didn't even know who Billy Rich was.
And he certainly wasn't the type of person I planned on being around.
I wanted to leave. It just wasn't my scene.
But you didn't.
No.
I didn't.
Billy called me over, bought me a drink.
I auditioned for you...for this show.
I audition a lot of girls.
Not like me.
Well that remains to be seen.
Wasn't long before I learned he was Billy Rich.
Hollywood's prodigal son.
I mean what harm could come from letting him buy me a few drinks?
We drank, talked, laughed.
It was like I was inside a world I'd always looked at from the outside.
It was all so innocent.
Billy said I was the muse he always wanted.
I know I was just wrapped up in the moment but it was so sweet.
Like I always imagined.
I felt like a princess.
And then it all went to hell.
That crash. She was dead.
It was so hot, none of us could think straight.
It was horrible.
Then Billy brought out all this champagne...and pills.
But the pain from the accident was so bad.
How stupid could I be?
Are you okay?
It's nothing.
Tell me what happened.
Start with Roy.
I tried to keep everyone as calm as I could.
Just shoot him!
I pleaded for him to stop.
If only I had been stronger I could have stopped it before anyone else got hurt.
KILL HIM!
It was horrible.
Billy shot Roy.
Shot him right in the chest.
There was just so much blood.
And Jamie?
When things got crazy, she took off.
Jamie!
She was already a mess when I found her.
I could have had anybody I wanted.
And I ended up with Roy.
Prison broke him, I know that now.
Something you might want to think about if they press charges
against Billy for killing that woman.
What do you mean?
We can't hide what happened.
Billy shouldn't have been driving.
It was an accident.
Then I guess the authorities will figure that out.
I'm not gonna hide the truth, though.
Billy was driving and Billy hit her.
He doesn't seem to show a lot of remorse about that either.
Are you sure you know who you're getting involved with?
I really wish I had.
Shut the fuck up, bitch!
Annie...
You're not doing this to me.
I heard her scream...
and came running.
My God, it was horrible.
Billy was rambling about how she was gonna tell.
How she wouldn't hide the drunk driving, hitting that woman.
He held her face in the dirt as she kicked.
Dying.
The look in Billy's eyes when he saw me.
He was cold, emotionless, like an animal.
He was against everyone now.
Billy!
Then Roy showed up.
He rushed at Billy... but Billy had a gun.
Poor Roy. There was nothing he could do.
He herded Roy and me back towards the car at gun point.
Rambling. Threatening.
Roy just couldn't take it anymore.
The idea of that bastard killing his wife?
Roy went after Billy.
And died for it.
Bottom line?
You're lucky to be alive.
We need to hide the evidence.
Here. Get rid of that.
He was slapping me.
Hitting me so hard I thought I'd black out.
He wouldn't stop.
I knew what was next.
He gave me no choice.
Annie, what are you doing?
You lied to me.
What are you talking about?
You said you'd make me a star.
Annie, I will make you a star.
You really think I wanna be a pregnant fucking housewife in Canada?
We don't have to go to Canada.
Where were you when it counted?
Annie, I'm right here.
They know me. I'm important.
I'm Billy fucking Rich.
Yes you are.
Dead or alive...
Billy Rich can give anybody their fifteen minutes of fame.
He saw the car coming.
Said he was going to kill me.
He was pulling me off, away from the car.
It was my only chance of surviving.
I panicked, I grabbed at the gun.
It went off. It was so loud.
Then I had the gun.
He was bleeding.
I wasn't even thinking.
He staggered back.
It was like a dream.
I remember, firing blind again.
I didn't think anyone was ever going to find me.
Well it's just dumb luck that I showed up way out there.
Not a lot of people have your strength, Annie.
And there's gonna be a whole lot of people
that are gonna wanna know this story.
I just tried saving myself.
Young coupled murdered.
Innocent young actress up against a...
...deranged Hollywood producer.
And I'm gonna make sure...
...that your story gets told right.
Ok?
First though, is there anything else?
Anything you may have left out?
Anything that we might have to be prepared for?
I don't think so?
There's a lot of crazy stuff out in that desert.
More than you'll ever know.
And that's why...
it's real important...
that you tell me if there's anything else you can think of.
Did you see anything else?
Anyone else?
Anything at all?
No.
I've told you everything.
And the woman that Billy hit.
You know anything about her?
The poor woman, I don't know what she could've done to get into so much trouble.
And then Billy killed her.
Starting off the worst day of my life.
That's all enough for me.
All right, well.
Sit tight.
I gotta go make a few phone calls, then we'll...
...get you out of here real quick.
You promise?
Annie, you can count on it.
Real name's Anne Gunkowski.
Twenty nine years old.
Social Security records have her kicking around LA for...
...quite some time now.
Doesn't know much, though.
I will say this...
She's quick on her feet.
She's basically done our job for us.
She find Marco's body out there?
It's tough to say.
She's only telling me what she wants right now.
But she did get us Marco's gun.
After my dear husband's whore took it off him.
That's on your man, not me.
And it wasn't my idea to strip her and rough her up either.
I was just there to help him get rid of the body.
She was a hellcat, that one.
She killed Marco before I got outta the car. Barely missed me.
I was lucky enough to get one in her gut before I got away.
If that stupid bitch could've just kept her mouth shut in the casinos...
my husband could've stayed balls deep in her and out of my way.
With all due respect...
You it's not my fault that Marco screwed your hit, right?
I was just there to drive the car.
And whatever debt I owe you...
It's not worth taking a bullet.
- You tie everything up with Ms. - Gunn here as the bow..
...and I might just take another look at the debt you owe me.
But don't kid yourself...
I decide when it's worth you taking a bullet.
If she's hiding anything, you come to me first.
Oh, she's hiding lots.
But I guarantee you...
...she has no clue what matters to us.
You better make sure it stays that way.
Is everything okay?
You bet.
So I can leave?
We both can.
Anne Gunkowski...
You're under arrest for the murder of Billy Rich.
What are you doing?
But you said you were gonna help me!
Well not everyone tells the truth.
You should know that better than anyone.
Enjoy your fifteen minutes of fame while you still can.