Terrible Angels

Look at you. Don't be upset, baby.

Trying to go straight.

Okay, good.

Oh!

Hello?

What are you doing? No!

No!

[ PANTING ]

[ BUZZER ]

[ CHATTERING ]

[ POLICE RADIO CHATTER ]

[BUZZER]

Linda? Let's go.

[ PRISONERS CHATTERING ]

[ HOWLING, WHOOPING ]

Have a seat.

Well, where's Jason?

He has been reassigned.

Jason, God bless his

little heart, he...

believed your story.

So now,

I get the pleasure of

spending time with you.

And who knows, you know? You might

even say something that I believe.

And if you do, then...

we might even go out

and burn one together.

Yeah, well, I just quit.

Did you?

You know, I've been doing this for

a really, really long time.

And I've heard...

just about everything

that anyone can imagine.

But wow, kiddo.

You... you've got first

prize 'cause...

you make it sound like it was

just three junkies hanging out

watching snuff films.

[ LAUGHS ]

I really do not care

what it sounds like.

The problem with lyin'...

is that you gotta

keep on tellin' lies

to cover up the first one.

Pretty soon, you lose track of

what you been lyin' about.

So, where was I?

Where was I for two months?

The people I run with,

they would love nothing more

than to sell me out.

Have you interviewed them?

You mean, like eye witnesses and...

people who were there to

corroborate your story?

[ CHUCKLES ]

Why don't...

Why don't we work together, all right?

Answer some simple questions for me.

Who do you know out there

who might want to do you some harm?

Linda? Linda?

- [ POLICE SIREN ]

- Hey, wake up! Help me find my keys.

Get the f*** outta here.

Can you help me f***in' look?

Let's go. Wake up!

- We're here.

- Music.

Come on. I-I got places to be.

'Cause you are so f***ing important.

Get the f*** outta my car.

- Don't slam the...

- [DOOR SLAMS]

Linda! Where the

hell have you been?

My god, Gerta. What are you, my mom?

You told me you were gonna

be gone for a few hours.

Yeah, well, I was dealing

with some sh*t.

Well, you could have called me, you know.

My phone died.

Listen, I'm feeding your kids breakfast

and then I'm sending them down to you.

I'm gonna need that money

you owe me today, Linda.

[ DOOR SHUTS ]

[ KNOCKING ]

[ KNOCKING ]

All right, I'll see

you later, okay?

Bye!

Okay, Linda. I need

my money now.

I haven't got my check yet.

And I don't get social security

from my dead husband.

[ DOOR CLOSES ]

Hey! Come on! What are we doing?

Let's go. It's nap time.

Mom, but we just got up!

Yeah, I don't care.

Let's go!

- But mom...

- I don't care.

Come on.

Give me your feet.

Feet.

Mommy, I want socks.

You need to man up,

little soldier.

You don't need socks anymore.

[ FLICKS LIGHTER ]

[ KNOCKING ON DOOR ]

Who's there?

Nicole.

Where the f*** have

you two been?

Demetri's dad never showed up,

so I had to get a sitter.

Plus, we been all over the town trying

to get these things filled.

I can't get mine 'til next week.

What's the problem?

My doctor thinks I'm jumping

and cut me off.

I got an appointment with

another doctor, but...

they just can't get

me in 'til next week.

Well, that fucks me.

Well, I'm sorry.

Can I have my money?

- What money?

- You owe me from last week.

Um-um. No, no, no.

That's not how it works.

You know that.

- Come on, Linda!

- Go to the emergency room

and get that sh*t filled, and

you can come back to me.

I already tried that. I

can't do it anymore.

I don't know what to tell you.

Come on, Linda.

She's really f***ing bad.

Why don't you f***in'

help her then?

F***in' b*tches left the...

F***!

Hey! Come on, let's get up!

Go, go, let's go!

Come on, let's go!

Let's go now!

- [ KNOCKING ON DOOR ]

- Stay in here and be quiet.

What's up?

You tell me.

Ray says you haven't

been for visits.

You don't answer his

phone calls either?

Listen, I told him like 10 times

to get Michelle on the list.

She'll take care of it.

Who the f*** is that?

She just left.

Well, he wants you to do it.

It's not gonna happen.

If I get caught, who's gonna

take care of my kids?

So you don't answer your phone?

You seeing somebody?

No, I'm not seeing

nobody. I...

He just calls me collect all the

time and I can't afford it.

So, where's my little niece anyway?

She's sleeping.

Why don't you ever let them

play outside or some sh*t?

They do play outside.

You know what, if you're so concerned,

why don't you take 'em?

I could use a break.

You get the car seat?

For real?

F*** all that.

Better get the f*** out.

I guess we'll get her next time.

Let's do this sh*t.

Linda, how many b*tches

you got workin' now?

It's none of your business.

Ray. Who is ray?

It's my daughter's dad.

Your daughter's dad.

Where is your daughter's dad?

He's in prison.

Oh, boy.

Well, you ain't gonna win any Parent

of the Year awards, that's for sure.

Can you think of anybody else...

who might want to

do you some harm?

[ SIGHS ]

Yeah, there's probably quite

a few people, actually.

Where the f*** are you?

Phone:
I'm sorry, something came

up, alright? I can't make it.

Why the f*** didn't you call me earlier?

I could have gotten somebody

else to watch 'em.

I just found out, okay? I'm sorry!

Yeah, well, f*** you!

What?

Wha-What? Go!

Hey, Katie!

You wanna make 20$?

Come on!

[ LAUGHING ]

Can we get this game poppin'?

I need to win my money back.

- Seriously.

- Damn.

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