This film was written, shot, and edited in three days for the National Film Challenge.
I couldn't capture her.
Can you guys get to see her?
I can't die alone, man.
I'm afraid there is no serum.
Hey!
No, I can't do next week.
First to vacay since the divorce.
Oh, the big city.
Gonna mix it up for a change, actually.
Well, you know, I read reviews about this one joint.
Um, a local shit, you know.
What's that?
Oh, no.
Cassie left me.
Hey.
Hey, uh, you must be lovin', right?
I read or I reviewed that, said you're the guy to talk to you about a dangerously good time.
So, uh, we're to party yet.
It's here.
Oh.
On the house.
Oh, thank you.
So you wanna get cray with your vacay?
Look, there's this girl I know.
She's being held captive out on the outskirts.
I have to work a double all day so I can't save her.
But you can.
She's got Stockholm syndrome up the ass.
So she might be acting like a park ranger.
Look, most people just get to be bystanders on their vacation.
You get to be a hero.
No, no, no, no.
I saved one woman once and she left me, so I'm not saving another woman.
I was thinking more of, like, something like beer pong, you know.
Because I poisoned your paylale.
You have 16 hours to live.
You bring her back to me, I'll give you the anibitim.
You tip her off, she kills you.
You go to the cops, you just waste time and kill yourself.
Here, take this, put it on, and give me all your things.
Oh, and there will be others that look like you.
Take them out, or they'll take you out first.
Oh, I just wanted to prove to myself and Cassie I wasn't boring.
Who do they tell the cops?
Oh, the bloody tracks and loose organs everywhere.
Officer, it was like that when I got here.
Oh.
Grody, you married guys need to stop coming to this forest preserve
and doing guy on guy car sex.
We're trying to clean up Pickle Park, as you call it.
Can't handle any more crazy in my life.
Just got out of a relationship with a manipulative and cray-cray boyfriend.
Another guy and guy fight by the ravine.
Can you squash your piercing?
Stay here.
I'll be back with first aid, but got to break up another Pickle party.
Lovers quarrel.
Oh, shit, that was probably her.
I went through a lot of dudes to make you.
Grody.
Oh man, I thought I almost killed you.
Yes, you saw me into a train that's moving.
I know, I'm sorry.
I've been poisoned.
I got to find this girl.
I'm in same Pickle too, friend.
I'm here for an automobile expo show.
And I want to drunk buzz pre-game and bartender crazy woods.
Let's work together.
We can split the serum.
They fuck it, no time, yeah, we.
Shit, I think she's by the ravine.
Again, I'm sorry about the almost killed me.
She's mine, boys.
Yeah, I got her locked in an outhouse.
We'll help you take her out of here.
We can split the serum three ways.
Like water, water down.
No, it's a serum, not kamikaze shots.
We're not girls on spring break.
It's that simple, boys.
I can only use one of you.
She's cray-cray scrappy.
So you two MMA amongst yourselves.
We're not going to fight.
I mean, there's two of us.
We'll take you out.
Yo!
Sorry, but you throw me in front of train.
So we're...
I couldn't capture her.
Kamikaze to get the serum.
I can't die alone, man.
I'm afraid there is no serum.
He's fucking with you guys.
He's my cray-cray XBF.
It's nice to see you, Elizabeth.
My shift's about to end. Can I buy you a drink?
Are you going to poison it?
These tourists might buy your BS.
But I moved past that long ago when I dumped you.
Hey, Martin.
Thanks for playing along and manhunting my bitch-of-an-ex girlfriend.
You're a great busboy.
Oh, yeah, man. Hey, there's no problem at all.
I'll be over here, water down these kamikaze shots,
and I'm going to go fuck myself.
Seriously, though, could I just get the anti-vending?
Look, man, I'm crazy.
I was just fucking with you to get to her.
16-hour beer-time-release poison?
It's just really bad micro-brew.
The worst thing that's going to happen to you is you're going to get beer shits.
Oh, fuck, I'm dying.
Oh, shit.
Roadie.
Oh, everybody seems to be having such a good time.
Wait a second.
Aren't you the bartender that I read about in the review
who said that he would show me a cray-cray time?
Two pale ales with that poison on me.
