A downtrodden demolition company employee obsesses over a sexy college girl he finds on YouTube and tracks her down. When she lets him down like everyone else in his life, he snaps, determined to teach them all a lesson.

SYNOPSIS:

PITY BULLOCK – almost 50 years old and almost good looking – is trying to escape his horrible life by watching videos (and other mindless junk) online at his mobile home dinette table. His mean, spiteful wife interrupts him when she drags in their 16-year-old son who was kicked out of school for smoking pot. She blames Pity, of course.

At his job at J&R Demolition, Pity’s week only gets worse. Although he’s been training to be a blaster (the guys who have all the fun), the boss insists he needs Pity to continue with his current salvage duties. “You’re just not man enough,” LARRY says.

Zoning out in his cubicle watching more videos, Pity comes across ANGEL, a young, sexy college student whose videos involve blowing smoke rings, fixing her hair and staring flirtingly into the camera saying, “I’ve missed you, lover.” Pity instantly falls in love.

For days, Pity watches Angel videos whenever he can, over and over, sometimes talking back to her. He gets to know her apartment, her clothes, her moods and her brand of cigarettes. Eventually, he even figures out where Angel goes to school.

When Pity’s boss is looking for volunteers to go to a small, nowhere Texas town to prep an office building for demolition, Pity uncharacteristically raises his hand (it’s close to Angel).

On his road trip, Pity quickly inspects the job site, then drives to the modest campus of Midwestern State University in Wichita Falls, Texas. He drives around the campus looking for Angel until, finally, based on a clue from one of Angel’s videos – and still images he has printed out – he finds her apartment building.

Pity stakes out the building – drinking beers and smoking his son’s pot – until he spots Angel. He follows her around town as she shops and talks to friends. When he follows her into a crowded college bar, Pity slips his wedding band into his pocket and gets up the nerve to approach her.

Angel is surprisingly nice and friendly. Pity is surprisingly charming and funny. He offers her a beer, then holds it back. “You’re 21, right?” She grabs the beer out of his hand. “You’re single, right?” They laugh.

Later, when she asks about his name, Pity explains it’s a nickname from his father, who was an angry drunk. He was six years old when his father told him why everyone calls him Pity. “Cause y’all’s so fuckin’ pitiful,” he said.

A few beers later, and one magical dance to one of Pity’s favorite songs, Pity asks if Angel has ever been on YouTube; she looks familiar. Angel is flattered. She mentions she’d like to do a live, streaming webcast some day, but is nervous about it. Pity encourages her, then asks Angel to demonstrate her famous smoke rings. But before the first ring comes out, while her lips are pursed, Pity steals a kiss. Then another kiss. Then it’s not stealing anymore; Pity and Angel are making out.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man storms in, pulls them apart and punches Pity in the face. It’s Angel’s father.

Pity discovers Angel is not a college student, after all. She’s only 16 years old and lives on campus because her father’s a college professor.

And her name isn’t Angel; it’s Elizabeth.

Pity is so angered by Angel’s deception (he’s been deceived all his life), he vows to get back at her. After spending the rest of the night drinking, Pity gets an idea.

In the middle of the night, Pity breaks into the J&R Demolition container at the building site. Hundreds of feet of red, blue and yellow wire are unspooled along stained office carpeting and cracked concrete supports. Holes are drilled. Explosives are put in place. Detonators are attached. And Pity is drinking more beers and smoking more pot. As the sun rises, he checks his watch, and urgently leaves.

Angel’s bedroom, with its soft lighting, pink pillows and pink bedspread, looks a lot more childlike than it does in her videos. She’s been up all night avoiding her father, taking a bath, listening to music and smoking. Now, in her pajamas as the sun starts to come up, Angel prepares to use her laptop to shoot another video. When she sits down on her bed to begin, though, the laptop is gone. Suddenly, out of the shadows, a crazed Pity appears – holding the laptop up over his head. He cracks it down on Angel’s head and covers it with one of her pillowcases.

When the pillowcase is removed, Angel’s wrists are bound and her hair is caked with blood. She’s tied up in the office building set to be demolished. Pity gives Angel a speech about honesty, deception and how rude it is to make people feel like fools. He’s going to make her record two more videos, then he’ll let her go. One is an apology to all the men she’s lied to; the other is a video of the building implosion to post on YouTube for his son. (Pity would do that part himself, except he has decided to go down with the building.)

Pity unties Angel’s wrists so she can begin her recording. But Angel is smart; instead of setting up to record a video, she begins a live stream.

As they continue to argue and fight, Pity reveals more and more about what he’s doing and why. Angel takes advantage of the live stream to reveal something, as well – her father wasn’t exactly being protective in the bar; he was being jealous. He’s been sexually abusing her for years.

When some of Angel’s male fans report the strange live stream to the police, dots are connected and everyone starts tuning into the broadcast – especially after it gets on the news. Pity’s boss is happy for the publicity. Pity’s wife doesn’t care. Pity’s son, Chase, is touched. And Angel’s father is not being very successful trying to convince the police that the abuse thing just isn’t true.

The building parking lot fills up with vehicles and people from the police, fire and TV news. As they monitor what’s going on inside, Pity realizes the whole thing is being streamed. “It was your idea,” Angel cracks. Pity freaks out and decides that Angel is going to stay and die with him. While she struggles to get free – trying to break the post she’s tied to away from the rotting floor – Pity hits “Fire” on his control box.

Just as the explosives begin to go off in perfect sequence, Pity decides to give Angel one last chance to survive; he kicks the base of the post and she falls through to the floor below.

The building implosion is perfect.

As the dust settles and the police and fire crews prepare to move in, a woman appears out of the cloud of dust and debris, coughing and limping. It’s Angel.

A TV reporter is first to reach her, asking, “Elizabeth, what exactly happened in there?” The shaken young woman looks at her father, then back at the demolished building, then answers the reporter. “My name is Angel.”

That evening, people all over the world – including Pity’s son – are staring at their computers and TVs watching videos of Pity’s implosion, as shot by news cameras, police car cameras, security cameras and dozens of smartphones.

As the video slows down on the last shot of Pity from the laptop, he seems to be smiling.