Starring: Russell Crowe, Caren Pistorius, Jimmi Simpson, Gabriel Bateman, Anne Leighton, Michael Papajohn, Lucy Faust
OUR RATING: ★★☆☆☆
Thriller directed by Derrick Borte. The story follows single mother Rachel (Caren Pistorius), who crosses paths with a stranger, The Man (Russell Crowe) after a road rage confrontation at a red light. Soon, Rachel finds herself and everyone she loves the target of a man who feels invisible and is looking to make one last mark upon the world by teaching her a series of deadly lessons.
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Man on Radio: Violent altercations can happen from even the most minor lapses by drivers.
Woman on Radio: Incivility is a major issue in America. Rudeness can breed more rudeness.
Woman on Radio: We were born angry.
Man on Radio: And with anger comes a lack of self-control.
Woman on Radio: When you’re very angry, you lose a lot of self-control.
Man on Radio: It’s getting real bad out there. People are taking matters into their own hands.
Man on Radio: You got to protect yourself these days. No one else is going to help you.
[over the phone, after Rachel finds out her ex-husband wants their house] Rachel: I just want this to be over. Andy: Rachel, you need to fight this, and you know that. Come on. Richard didn’t work for the house. You did.
News Anchor: Police are actively searching now for the homeowner’s ex-husband, who was last seen fleeing the scene in a gray pickup truck early this morning. Our own Pat Davereaux spoke with a neighbor about the suspect’s history of substance abuse and violence after a workplace injury. Neighbor: She had a restraining order on him. And now she’s gone. He just couldn’t face it. [Fred changes the channel] Kyle: I was watching that. Fred: It’s way too early for real life, dude.
[referring to her scissors] Rachel: Found them. Under one of your piles of trash. Fred: Hey, science has proven that piles are the most efficient filing system. I read that somewhere.
Fred: You know, Rachel, maybe you could learn a thing or two from Mary about fiscal responsibility. Mary: Rachel, I’m sorry. Rachel: It’s okay. I really love having you and my brother here. But if you’re so fiscally responsible, maybe it’s time to kick in some rent here. Fred: Rachel, you’re the one that said that we couldn’t stay at mom’s. Rachel: We need to sell it. And you know that. Okay? I can’t afford to pay for her care, and you really can’t either. Fred: No. No. I told you, I’m working on the business, and it’s going to start soon.
[as Rachel is driving Kyle to school] Rachel: Remember, it’s not “per-spective”. Kyle: “Prospective.” P-R-O-S-P-E-C-T-I-V-E. “Prospective.” Rachel: Nice job.
Kyle: “Precarious.” P-R-E-C-A-R-I-O-U-S. Rachel: Use it in a sentence. Kyle: The way the glass is placed on the edge of the table is precarious. Rachel: Nice. Good job.
Kyle: Three tardies is an automatic detention. Rachel: I’m doing the best I can here. Okay? [as they hit traffic] Rachel: Seriously? I can’t believe this.
[after Rachel tells her client she’s going to be late due to traffic] Deborah: I can’t do this again, Rachel. You know what? I’m going to call Linda’s guy and get in there. I love you, Rachel, but ever since you lost your salon, I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but you’re fired. Get your s**t together. [she ends the call] Rachel: Deborah, no. Wait. I’m sorry, okay?
Rachel: Eight miles, you know. That’s it. What takes ten minutes on a Sunday, takes an hour every other day, and wrecks your career. You know why? Too many cars. Too many cars, and too many people. Kyle: Didn’t you also oversleep? Rachel: Yes. Yes. And I overslept. You’re absolutely right.
[stuck behind a truck as the traffic light turns green] Rachel: It’s not getting any greener. Come on, man. Come on! [she honks her horn at the unmoving truck] Rachel: Go! [she honks her horn again then overtakes the truck]
[the man that Rachel overtook earlier is stuck in the traffic next to her car] Man: Morning. I don’t even get a courtesy tap first? Rachel: Roll up your window. Kyle: It’s not working. Man: You know what a courtesy tap is, young man? Rachel: Just ignore him. Man: Sounds like this. [he taps his horn lightly three times] Man: It’s light. It’s friendly. Just like you’re trying to get somebody’s attention. I’m sure that’s what your mom meant.
Man: Is that right, ma’am? Is a courtesy tap what you meant? Rachel: No, it’s not. Man: Why is that? Rachel: The light was green, and you weren’t moving. Kyle: Mom. Stop it, please. Man: Some of us have places to be.
Man: Yeah, I admit to being a little zoned out back there. I’ve been kind of having a hard time lately. Rachel: Yeah, well, join the club. Kyle: [to Rachel] Stop it. Man: Well, I’m sorry. I’m sorry that you are, and I’m sorry that I might’ve made it worse.
Man: You accept my apology? Rachel: Sure. Whatever. Man: Perfect. If you could just do the same, we could press reset. Ma’am, I was saying, if you could just apologize… Rachel: Yeah, I heard you. Man: And? Rachel: I don’t have anything to apologize for, sir.
Kyle: Mom. Just apologize. Rachel: [to Kyle] It’s okay. Man: Well, I don’t think that’s really true of any of us now, is it? But that’s where we are in this world today. We seem to have developed a fundamental inability to apologize to anyone, for anything.
Man: [to Rachel] I don’t even think you really know what a bad day is. But you’re going to find out. You hear me, miss? You’re going to f***ing learn.
[as the man swerves his truck in front of them] Kyle: Oh, my gosh! Stop! Rachel: Are you okay? Kyle: Yeah. Rachel: What’s this guy’s problem?
[to Kyle, referring to the encounter with the man] Rachel: So that was terrifying. You know, some people are just jerks, and that’s all there is to it. Everything’s going to be okay.
[after dropping Kyle off at school Rachel calls Andy] Andy: What happened? Rachel: Oh, God. Freeway was a parking lot, and my biggest client couldn’t wait, so she told me to go to hell. Andy: That sucks. Rachel: Yeah. And then some psycho flipped out on me and Kyle driving to school. Andy: And all this before noon. S**t. At least the day can’t get any worse, huh?
Cashier: Ma’am, are you okay? Rachel: Yeah. Actually, no. I’m pretty sure the guy in that truck is following me. Cashier: Is he somebody you know? Rachel: No, we kind of exchanged words at an intersection. I honked my horn at him, and now he’s… Cashier: He’s road raging you. Rachel: You could say that.
Cashier: You want me to call the cops? Leo: No, that’ll take all day. Besides, that’ll just pi** him off even more. Cashier: Might. Might not. Look, I can call them. Rachel: I don’t know. I’m probably just being paranoid.
[as Leo offers to walk out with Rachel to her car] Leo: He’s just trying to scare you. If he sees both of us together, and he doesn’t drive off, you still get in your car. I make sure I get his plates. If he follows you out, then we’ll all call the cops. Rachel: Okay. Thanks. I appreciate it.
Leo: [to the man] Why don’t you just chill, man? Go your own way. [the man watches as Rachel drives off] Leo: It’s a smart move staying put, bro. I got your plate right here. [suddenly the man hits him with his truck]
[as the man in the truck drives beside her and holds up her phone in his hand] Rachel: What? That’s my f***ing phone. Oh, God. What’s wrong with you?
[after the man meets Andy at the diner he’s meeting Rachel at] Man: I’m Tom Cooper. I’m an old friend of Rachel’s. Andy: Oh, hey. That makes two of us. Have we met? Man: No. I just moved to town a couple weeks ago. Rachel told me she was meeting you here. Andy: Yeah. Well, you know what? She’s very, very late. Man: Well, she asked me to apologize. But it’s hard to tell the level of sincerity in that, isn’t it?
Andy: So she’s okay? Everything’s okay? Man: Well, Andy, to tell you the truth, she sounded a little stressed. Andy: She’s got plenty of reasons to be. Man: Yeah. Yeah. The divorce. The salon. Her mother. Andy: Plus, she said some guy road raged on her pretty hard this morning. Man: Really? Andy: Yeah.
Andy: About a year ago, a guy followed me for about ten miles on my bumper. Scary. Man: They follow me all the time. Andy: Yeah? You should be careful. You never know who you could be driving next to, right? Man: Or who you might end up married to. Andy: How do you mean? Man: You said she was stressed because of her divorce. Andy: No, actually you said that.
[answers a call from the cellphone left in her car] Rachel: Andy? Andy: I’m sitting here, and I’m waiting for you. Rachel: Whose phone is this? I don’t understand. How did you… Andy: Rach, are you there? Rachel: Are you at Darrow’s right now? Andy: Yeah. Yeah. I’m sitting here right across from your friend Tom. Man: Cooper. Andy: Tom Cooper. Who apparently has an easier time getting hold of you than your best friend, slash, free lawyer.
[the man takes the phone from Andy] Rachel: Hey, listen to me. He’s not a friend, okay? He’s the psycho who came after me today. I just watched him run over someone at a gas station. Andy, do you hear me? Are you there? Man: No. You’re going to have to say that again, Rachel. You’re breaking up. Rachel: What the hell are you doing? Man: I’m just here with Andy.
Rachel: What do you want? Man: No, it’s not what I want. It’s what I need. And I need you to learn what a bad day really is, and I need you to learn how to say you’re sorry. Rachel: Okay. Fine. I’m sorry. Okay? There, I said it. Man: No. How to say you’re sorry and actually f***ing mean it. Andy: Woh, Tom. Man: And this is the beginning of that first lesson.
Andy: Can I have my phone back? Man: No. Rachel: Leave him alone. Andy: Just give me my phone. [the man smashes a cup into Andy’s face] Rachel: Andy? What’s happening? What’s happening? [the man suddenly slams Andy’s head on the table] Man: You’re on speaker now, Rachel.
Man: There’s a divorce lawyer who doesn’t f*** over decent men for a living? I find that very hard to believe, Rachel! Very hard! [punches Andy several times]
Rachel: What is this? Is this some kind of sick joke? [referring to Andy] Man: Are you having sex with him? Rachel: What are you talking about, okay? Man: Because these guys, they don’t get in trouble for that. They’ll f*** you all kinds of ways. F*** you physically. F*** you emotionally. F*** you financially. And they don’t get in trouble for it. Has he been f***ing you, Rachel? Has he been f***ing you? Rachel: He’s married, okay? Man: Well, that don’t mean s**t these days, now does it? Rachel: Just leave him alone.
Man: Hey, Rachel, if you knew this was going to be the very last time you could ever talk to your lifelong friend Andy, what would you say? Rachel: Wait. No, wait. What? Man: What would you say, Rachel? Rachel: Andy? Hey, what’s happening? What’s happening? Man: That was a wasted opportunity. [he kills Andy by stabbing him in the back of his head]
[after the man kills Andy] Rachel: What did you do? What did you do?! Man: Well, why don’t you get yourself to a TV. There’s going to be a lot of video soon. Rachel: You put him on the phone. You put him back on this goddamn phone. You put him back on this goddamn phone! Man: No, I can’t do that. Rachel: Why not? Man: Well, number one, he’s already dead.
Rachel: I’m really sorry, okay? I’m really sorry. Man: You know, I can still hear that faint tinge of “f*** you” in your voice. Never know it, but nothing’s ever your good goddamn fault, right?
Rachel: Your life is over when they find you. Man: Suicide by cop’s okay with me.
[as he goes through Rachel’s phone] Man: You got some messages. Got one from Dr. Miller. She wants to change your Friday therapy appointment. She better bring her A-game, because you’re going to f***ing need it.
Rachel: Don’t you touch my son! Man: Then tell me, who’s going to die next, Rachel? Who’s going to die? Give me a name, or I’ll just play Russian roulette with your contact list.
Man: Look, here’s an idea. How about I just swing by your mom’s room at the Shady Falls nursing home? Right after I burn your house to the f***ing ground. Rachel: Me. Me, okay? I choose me. I choose me. Man: Well, that’s very noble. But you can’t choose yourself. Rachel: Why not? Man: Because that would defeat the f***ing purpose, Rachel! Give me a name! Make a choice!
[as the man has got hold of Fred’s girlfriend, Mary] Man: Rachel has dismissed me as the unworthiest f*** to ever walk this planet. And you know what, Fred? I don’t disagree. Every effort, every sacrifice I’ve ever made in my invisible life has been dismissed, and judged, ignored. I’ve been chewed up, used up, and spat out. So I think “f*** it,” Fred. I’ll make my contribution this way. Through violence and retribution. Because that’s all I got left.
Man: I’m here to make your sister realize that her words and actions have consequences. Fred: Please let my girlfriend go. Man: Okay, I will. Fred: Please. Man: I will. [he suddenly pushes Mary into the knife Fred is holding several times] Man: See what she did, that sister of yours? Look what she’s done now, Fred!
[Rachel answers a call from the man] Rachel: This wasn’t what we talked about. Man: Yeah, well, f***ing surprise. Rachel: I called the police. Man: [chuckles] Of course you did.
Woman on TV: We must be rich, powerful, pretty, and celebrated to exist in our culture. Those left behind are doomed to rage like a volcano.
[after Rachel gets Kyle from school] Kyle: You’re freaking me out. Rachel: It’s okay. It’s going to be okay. Kyle: Tell me what’s happening. Rachel: I’m not letting you out of my sight.
[referring to Fred] Rachel: Please, just let him go. Man: Put me on speaker. Rachel: You have kids? Family? Man: Rachel, your little brother is sitting in a puddle of lighter fluid and his own pi**. Put me on f***ing speaker.
[after Rachel puts the man on speaker] Man: I’m the man your mom honked her horn at this morning. You remember? Kyle: Yes. Man: Your uncle Freddy, he’s written your mom a letter, and he wants to read it out loud. It’s very important that she remains quiet, and respectful, and she listens to every word, okay? Kyle: Okay.
Fred: “Dear Rachel, you are now responsible for Mary’s death.” Man: Responsible for Mary’s death! Read the f***ing letter, Fred! Fred: “I now realize our loving relationship has been a lie. You are the most entitled, self-centered person that I have ever known. Everything has always been about you. I am deeply ashamed of you. You are the reason this is happening to me, and why I will never see another sunrise in my life.” Man: Good job.
Rachel: Stop it! Just stop it! Man: Are you talking to me, or are you talking to Freddy? Rachel: You made your point.
Man: Sorry, Rachel. Freddy’s gone. If it’s any consolation, a f***ing cop shot my shoulder up. Rachel: I hope you bleed to death. Man: Well, that was sincere. It’s just not an apology. Rachel: There are a lot of people in my life who deserve apologies. You are not one of them.
Man: Let’s talk about Kyle and how he’s going to die. Rachel: You so much as breathe in his direction, no force on this earth will stop me from killing you. Do you hear me? Man: Sounds like you’re waking up! Rachel: I am wide awake. Wide awake. Man: That’s good, because we ain’t near done yet. Rachel: Yes, this is over. This is so f***ing over, you sick f***!
Rachel: There’s no way we can outrun him. We have to lose him. We need to go to Grandma’s. Kyle: Why? Rachel: It’s your strategy, remember? From the video game? Kyle: What? Rachel: It’s somewhere we’re familiar with, okay? It’s the safest place to hide you. And we can call for help with the silent alarm. And it’ll confuse the heck out of someone who’s never been there before. Kyle: Right, like Uncle Freddy was saying. He still gets lost there, like a maze of spaghetti. Rachel: Yeah, exactly. Kyle: So you think he’ll get lost? Rachel: For long enough.
Rachel: Kyle. Starting now, we stick to our plan. Kyle: Our backup plan. Rachel: Yeah. If we do that, I promise you, we’re going to get through this together, okay, you and me. [they hug, then Kyle runs into her mother’s house to set off the silent alarm and hides]
Man: [to Rachel] Look at me. You see me?! You’re always going to see me. I’m always going to be inside your head. Every time you think of your little boy, and what you could’ve done to save him.
[Rachel stabs the man in the eye as he’s strangling Kyle] Rachel: Here’s your f***ing courtesy tap!
[as a car cuts across Rachel and she decides not to honk her horn] Kyle: Good choice.
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