THIS IS THE STORY OF A LOS ANGELES' DRUG DEALER WHO KIDNAPS THE BROTHER OF SOME LUNATIC WHO'S IN DEBT TO HIM. EVENTUALLY THINGS GET OUT OF CONTROL AND THE DEALER NEEDS TO DECIDE WHETHER TO KILL THE BROTHER OR RETURN HIM AND RISK LOOKING LIKE A "BITCH," WITHOUT THE DEBT HAVING BEEN REPAID. THE DEALER IS PLAYED BY EMILE HIRSCH. EMILE IS THE ONLY GUY IN THE ABOVE PICTURE WHO ISN'T JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE. LET ME TELL YOU WHAT REALLY HAPPENS TO DEALERS WHO AREN'T TOUGH AND LOOK LIKE EMILE. AT APPROXIMATELY 5AM ON ANY GIVEN DAY HE'LL HEAR A CRACKLE, WHINE, AND RUSTLE STEMMING FROM HIS LIVING ROOM. HE'LL WALK OUT AND FIND THE MOVIE JERK LIGHTING HIS COUCH ON FIRE. THE MOVIE JERK WILL ALSO BE HOLDING HIS BLACK LAB HOSTAGE WITH A BUTCHER KNIFE WHILE THE ENTIRE ROOM IGNITES. AND FINALLY HE'LL HEAR A PRIMAL SCREAM FOR ANOTHER 8 BALL. HE'LL GIVE IT TO THE MOVIE JERK. AND IMMEDIATELY AFTER, EVERYTHING WILL RETURN TO NORMAL, AND APPEAR TO HAVE BEEN A HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE DREAM. UNTIL 5HRS LATER WHEN THE NIGHTMARE BEGINS AGAIN, AND AGAIN, AND AGAIN. JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE CANNOT ACT WELL. HOWEVER, THIS MOVIE IS ADEQUATE. WATCH IT IF IT'S ON H.B.O....AND YOU HAVE H.B.O.
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