MONDO EXTRAS

Simon from Go calls Todd from Vegas to remind us to feel unsettled by the splintered narrative we've seen no evidence of yet. Sexy getting-to-know-you banter between Todd and Katie, and a little nostalgia-for-the-present reference to The Breakfast Club. Sarah and Manny finally show up at Todd's apartment, and as Todd wah-wahs about life being so hard when you're a drug dealer on the up-and-up, Manny takes charge of the narrative flow as a few sloping pans around the room wind up with him and Todd's cat staring each other right in the eyes. Feline technobabble kicks up as a subtitle appears below a shot of the cat staring at Manny: "I can hear your thoughts." Heh. I love that they used subtitles rather than CGI to make it look like the cat's lips were moving. Because that would have crossed the fine line between stoner cool and a commercial for Fancy Feast. And if there's one genre of humor in this world I just resolutely hate, it's damn animal humor where shameless and abusive pet owners put their dog in a business suit and a bowler cap and take pictures for some calendar, or some America's Funniest Home Videos runner-up shows Bob Saget voicing the wacky antics of monkeys in clown suits on unicycles careening off high diving boards at ninety miles an hour. Manny returns to this world again just in time to see Sarah apologize again, and the three of them burn the hell out of there. Todd calls her back in. "Hey, Ronna? I just gave you a favor." Ronna: "Here I thought you just gave me head."

Manny is fucked up and lying on the roof of the car while poverty-stricken Katie and Sarah sit in said car outside the party. They're all sharing a joint because pot is, y'know, free. Katie asks what Sarah's going to do about being evicted, and Sarah unearths the pills she stole from the supermarket and taps them on the steering wheel. Cut to Katie and Sarah hanging out in a van with Random Ravers, one of whom takes, like, a Motrin, and telling them he thinks he "feels something." Sarah pulls off the best line of the trailer, and by far one of the comedic high points in the movie, in advising him, "You know what makes it even better? If you take, like, a lot of pot with it. Like, a lot of pot." She's made four hundred dollars before they even get in the front door, but the news does not stay good when, back at home, Todd cracks open the pill bottle and realizes it's the night of the big Mary X-Mas Rave Blah Party, and he's sitting at home with a troll doll haircut and a sack of Midol. One of which he'll be needing presently, what with the hissyfit he throws in knocking the pills off the counter and looking most vexed. Back at the party, Manny is just cognizant enough to let Sarah know that Todd has come to enact some serious spiky-headed vengeance, and she grabs him and runs out a back door. Sarah promises to go get the car, concealing Manny behind an aluminum board in a back alley behind the warehouse. But before she can even get behind the wheel, Todd is right behind her, all eerily intoning, "Hi, Ronna." Who? Oh, yeah. Sarah. She tries to explain, and he tells her it's not like he's in the most ethical industry to begin with, and he pulls out a gun and she takes off running. A yellow Miata blindsides her, and she lands on top of it. Said Miata backs up, rears forward, throws Sarah off the roof, and screeches out of the parking lot. Todd puts the gun back in his pocket and takes the living hell off. Mary freakin' Christmas, indeed.