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I have the Sagansky file.
And, um, I refreshed
your candy bowl--
just Ikes, no Mikes.
Anything else I can do
for you, Mr.
Newman?
Oh.
Genevieve, you-you
don't have to call me that.
You've know me my whole life.
I know, that's true.
You know, once
I gave you a bath.
Oh, just a reminder-- I'm
gonna be late tomorrow,
so, uh-- I'm gonna be
visiting my uncle.
Again?
Every month for 30 years,
ever since I started
working with your father.
Hmm.
I didn't know it was that long.
Well, have a good
You know,
back then
it was just your dad and I.
I mean, it was way
before Ms.
Goldsmith.
He used to always call me
his "original partner.
"
"Partner"?
(laughs): Oh, oh,
you've got work to do.
Well, have a good
evening, Mr.
Newman.
(laughs)
JENNA (calls):
Wilfred?
Wilfred?
Have you seen Wilfred?
This is the second time
he's run away this week.
You know Wilfred--
he always comes back.
Yeah.
I'm just nervous he'll get
picked up by animal control.
Listen, can we talk?
I-I kind of have
someplace to be.
I'm sorry, Ryan.
I shouldn't have blamed you.
I mean, I was the one who
kissed you-- it was my fault.
Hey, maybe we could have dinner
Friday night.
Dinner?
Yeah.
I need to get out
and start socializing.
I've been cooped up in my house
for way too long.
Plus
it'd be nice to,
you know, reconnect.
Yeah, that-that
sounds fun.
Great.
Now, if I could
only find Wilfred.
I swear, I need to get him one
of those GPS tracking collars.
I'll keep an eye out.
Thanks.
Oh, hey, mate.
What are you doing here?
I was pretty clear about
needing some space.
Just tinting your windows.
Thought I'd do
something nice for you.
As in, the opposite
of "ruining your life.
"
Well, it's disgusting.
You can't even see out of them.
Or into them.
Why are you hiding from Jenna?
Dude, she's driving me crazy.
Ever since she came back
Drew-less from Wisconsin,
she's just so clingy.
I don't get a moment's peace.
Do you know what it's like
to have someone constantly
demanding your attention?
Ryan? Do you?
Ryan, look at me.
(whistles)
Ryan! Ryan!
I just need a break.
Well, you'll get one Friday.
I'm going out to dinner
with her.
Makes sense.
Things are rocky with Drew,
so you're swooping in,
hoping that it's
finally your chance,
just like old times.
No, it's not.
This is different.
I'm just helping out a friend.
Camera?
Binoculars?
What's up, Nancy Drew?
Nothing.
Ryan, if this
has to do with binoculars,
I'm in.
I love binoculars.
Everyone knows that.
Come on, tell me
what's going on.
Remember that guy from the woods
who called me a while ago?
Yeah.
He wanted you
to tell your dad's partner
that the price
had doubled, right?
I think I know
who my dad's partner is.
So it's not that lawyer chick?
I've already told you too much.
Aw, come on, Ryan,
stop shutting me out!
For the last time,
I'm not a trickster god
trying to ruin your life;
I'm not Krungel.
There is no Krungel!
Come on, mate,
I'm just hanging out with you.
Just let me tag along.
I'm sorry,
this is too important.
Come on, get out.
No.
I'm going, and there's
nothing you can do to stop me.
Hey, Jenna!
I found Wilfred!
You treacherous ***!
JENNA:
Wilfred?
Wilfred, come!
*** it, Wilfred!
Wilfred!
Get back here!
Hey!
Hey, you!
Hey!
(grunting)
(both panting)
You got me, Ryan.
How you been?
Bruce?
You look different.
I did a cleanse.
I feel fantastic.
I don't want to gross you out
with all the details,
but they take this huge hose
and they snake it right up
How do you know Genevieve?
Who's Genevieve?
My secretary-- the one
who made the drop.
Damn.
This latex itches.
Why are you wearing makeup?
What the hell is going on?
It's called "prosthetics.
"
And why do you think
I'm wearing it?
(scoffs) Another game.
Exactly.
Did Wilfred put you up to this?
Is he here right now?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That's the master bedroom;
no reason to go back there
unless you're gonna be
sleepin' or sexin'.
Wilfred's not here,
but he called this morning.
Said he was bored
and wanted to get a game going
'cause you wouldn't
hang out with him.
Also, he wanted to get you back
for snitching on him
to that hot little
blond chick, who
I hear is single,
so I was thinking
maybe you could put in
a good word for me.
Ugh.
Hey, where are you going?
Game's not over.
I'm not playing.
I'm never playing
your stupid games again.
I was supposed to meet someone.
Maybe I'm not too late.
You forfeit?
Whoo-hoo!
I win, I win, I win!
(sighs)
(sighs)
Figures you'd be here,
exactly where
I told you not to be.
Is there a problem, mate?
I had a chance to find out
who my dad's been paying
off all these years,
and you ruined it.
Well, I'm sorry,
but you shouldn't have
ditched me with Jenna.
Do you know what this is?
It's a GPS collar.
Jenna wants to put it on my body
so she can know my every move.
That would make it impossible
for me to sneak away
and hang out with you.
Well
maybe that's for the best.
What does that mean?
It means I still
can't trust you;
and today is a
perfect example why.
This was important to me,
and you mess it up
with your ridiculous
game with Bruce.
And now you're dribbling
all over the floor.
Every time.
Why do dogs do that?
Ryan, what do I have to do?!
How can I prove
my loyalty to you?
I-I'll do anything.
Well, for starters, you can
stop playing games with Bruce.
Hmm.
How about I send you one
of those fancy gift baskets?
That's the deal, Wilfred.
I'm tired of your games
messing with my life.
Ryan
what you're asking
What, no more games?
At all?
All right.
Promise.
No more games.
Now, wait just a minute.
What are you doing here?
Did you know he
No.
Spying?
On my home turf?!
(seething breath)
Respect.
You can't end the games now.
Score's all tied up.
Since when?
Since today.
Jesus.
Did you crawl through
a window this afternoon?
(stammers)
And you were ***
about me messing up your life?
Now, if you want to end this,
that's fine,
but there ain't no way
this ends in a tie.
Mm, what are you saying?
We play the endgame.
Sorry, Bruce.
No more games.
Wilfred giving up games.
Ha!
(chuckles) Now, that's a joke.
Get out.
And stay out.
You don't want to play,
don't play.
But there will be an endgame.
Oh, did you want
to see me, Mr
Oh, dear.
Close the door.
(door closes)
I don't know what that is.
I saw you make the drop.
No.
I mean, I don't know
what it's for.
It's just something
I did for your father.
How long have you been doing it?
Every month for 30 years.
And you never asked him why?
Ryan, your father
trusted me completely.
He told me everything.
(whispers): He even told me
about the black women.
But this is something
he didn't tell me about,
so he must have really
wanted it to be a secret.
Who's your contact?
I don't even know his name.
He called this morning;
he was really angry.
Whatever happened
totally spooked him.
He wants the rest
of his money now,
in one final drop.
When?
Uh, today, 2:00.
Get the rest
of the money together
and make the drop.
JENNA:
Ryan, Wilfred ran away again.
He's been gone for hours.
Again?
Yeah, I don't understand it.
One minute we're taking
a little snuggle nap,
and the next minute he's gone.
What about that GPS collar?
I misplaced it before
I could put it on him.
And after everything I have
been though, I don't think
I could handle it if
anything happened to him.
I-I have someplace
I really need to be.
Otherwise, I'd blow it
off and help you look.
Y-Yeah, okay.
I'm I'm sure he's fine.
I-I'll see you later.
(sighs)
Jenna, wait.
I'll look for him.
Thank you so much, Ryan.
As usual, you're
always there for me.
(urinating)
Hey!
(gasps)
Geez, Ryan.
I thought that was the cops.
I can't afford
another *** ticket.
Look, I don't have a lot of
time, so let's cut to the chase.
(urinating) Are you and
Wilfred playing another game?
We ain't playing no game.
So you have no idea
where Wilfred is?
I didn't say that.
I got a pretty good idea.
But if you want the info,
you're gonna have to outsmart me
in a battle of wits.
(opens zipper)
(urinating) Oh, yeah.
This is a little game they call
"Moonlight Falling
on the Egret's Feathers.
"
Don't ask me why
they call it that.
It just boils down to whoever
eats a Post-it note faster wins.
I told you, no more games.
Suit yourself.
Fine.
I got to warn you,
I'm pretty good at this game.
All right, come on.
On three.
One
two
Oh!
Ah, damn it!
That's not fair.
I didn't have enough saliva.
Where is he?
He's down at the beach.
Said he was gonna take
a leak on tower 24.
(music playing in distance)
(music continues)
***.
(music playing)
(music stops)
(grunting)
Wilfred!
Where the hell is Wilfred?
I just saw him
through the window.
I told you he was at the beach.
***! I was just there.
Where'd you park?
I don't know.
Lot six.
Lot six!
*** it to hell, that's it!
That's the ball game.
You two were playing a game.
Not just a game, the endgame!
And because your stupid ***
couldn't just park in
lot seven, Wilfred won.
I need a drink.
I knew I couldn't trust him.
Wilfred?
Get out here!
If you screw up
this second, I swear I'll
You're dribbling.
(chuckles) ***.
I hate when that happens.
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
(chuckles) I already told you,
that's off-limits.
This is your bedroom, huh?
What? I took in a stray and let
him sleep in my room for now.
I thought it would be
nice to have a dog
that didn't talk back
all the time.
Wh-What are you
doing with that?
That's, uh
that's not yours.
You know, I'm starting to think
that it wasn't Wilfred
I saw through the window.
(exhales)
Go get it!
(strained grunt)
(grunts)
(laughing):
Stop!
(laughing)
That's so good.
Oh
Oh, do it again!
(laughing)
Chin!
(laughs)
You're you're a dog.
(panting)
That's crazy.
Oh, you want more?
I'll bop you on the nose if I have to.
No! No!
(panting)
All right.
All right, Ryan.
I guess the jig is up.
Stand back.
You ain't never seen
a dog shed like this.
(grunts)
(fabric snapping)
Bet you didn't
see that coming, huh?
Holy ***.
You're
y-you're
Krungel's the name.
So y-you're
the trickster god?
You're out to ruin my life?
Yeah.
And the damndest thing is,
I don't even know why I do it.
It's just do it.
It's what I do.
- Where's Wilfred? - Don't you have to get
over to your precious little money drop?
What did you do?
Well, I kind of drugged him,
and took him to the
He's there now, and he
could go at any minute.
Wilfred was microchipped
years ago.
You mean this?
Time to make a choice, Ryan.
Either solve your mystery
or save your friend.
It don't really matter,
'cause either way,
you lose.
(laughing maniacally)
BRUCE:
Yeah!
***!
I missed him.
For a good cause though,
right, mate?
He was just here.
He was Krungel-- I saw
it with my own eyes.
I know you saw it, mate, but
if Bruce can wear prosthetics,
who's to say he couldn't
also wear a dog costume?
Are you sure it wasn't just
another one of his tricks?
He brought up Krungel, not me.
I told him about Krungel.
He knows about all
that god stuff.
God, I hate this!
I'm afraid it gets worse.
How can this be worse?
You parked under the sign
at the kill shelter.
So?
(sighs)
That was a game, too?
It was the real endgame.
And Bruce won.
Game, set and match.
I doubt we'll be
seeing him again.
I'm gonna miss him.
You're gonna miss him?
He drugged you and took
you to a kill shelter.
Bruce plays hard.
Tough competitor.
(sighs)
You okay, mate?
I'm just pissed at myself.
I swore I wouldn't get caught
up in your games with Bruce.
And that's exactly
what happened.
I keep doing the same stupid
things over and over again.
And I wonder why I'm in the
same place as I started.
Don't be so hard
on yourself, Ryan.
The first step in stopping
a bad pattern is
recognizing it.
Wilfy!
Wilfy!
(Jenna laughing)
Oh
Ah
(playful growling, laughing)
Thanks, Ryan.
I don't know
what I would do without you.
(sighs)
And you, mister,
why do you keep running away?
(sighs)
Do you want to come in
for a glass of wine
to celebrate?
Uh, thanks,
but I'm really tired.
Okay.
But we're still on
for Friday night, right? Dinner?
You know, I-I totally forgot.
I've got a work thing
Friday night.
Okay.
Well, uh,
well, thanks again, Ryan.
I I can't tell you
how much I appreciate it.
I'm just glad he's okay.
Look, I know how
important it was
for you to find out who
was blackmailing your dad,
and I wanted to thank you
for saving my life instead.
Of course, Wilfred.
You're more important
to me than anything.
And whether or not Bruce
is the trickster god,
I trust you.
*** it!
What?
(sighs) I know how to
find the blackmailer.
What? How?
Remember that GPS collar
I nicked off Jenna?
Well I slipped it
into that bag of money,
and you can track him
on your phone.
Oh, my God,
Wilfred, that's genius.
Thanks, buddy.
Wait.
Why did you wait
until now to tell me?
Well, because I was
gonna steal the money
to buy some binoculars.
You know how much
I love binoculars.
And you needed thousands
of dollars to buy them?
You know, they only
cost a hundred bucks.
I'll never understand money.
(slow, steady beeping)
(beeping accelerating)
Hey.
Hey!
What the hell are you up to?
I'm done with you, kid.
Stay the hell away from me.
Not until you tell me
what you're up to, Bruce.
Bruce? Who the hell is Bruce?
Don't *** me.
Take off that disguise.
(yelling)
(grunting) Give it.
(grunts)
(pants, groans)
Keep your hands off me, boy!
You're crazier than your mother.
Leave me alone.
(truck door closes)
(engine starts)