11:14 Page #2
Here, here, here, here. OK.
Holy sh*t! He's shot!
No, man, his dick got...
F*** me.
We gotta get him
to the hospital.
No.
What do you mean no, Eddie?
Jesus, look at you.
We have to go back
and get it first.
Eddie, you're bleeding
pretty bad.
Maybe we should just
take you to the hospital.
l--l don't want
to live like this!
Please.
We're going back.
What the f***?!
We were...We were
just f***ing shot at!
We're going back!
l am not going back there, Tim!
Come on, man!
Look at him!
Fine. l'll just do it myself.
Hey. Don't worry, all right?
l'm gonna find it.
Hurry.
Tim, it's been cut off.
They can reattach it.
Well, how the f***
are they gonna do that?
What am l, a surgeon?
They use leeches and sh*t.
This is so stupid!
What about the cops?!
Just be here
when l get back!
F***.
That was fast.
Hey, Kev, you want
to grab me a cover for her?
Want to grab me a cover, Kev?
Yeah, you got it.
Where do we put it?
Uh, they're in the front.
Got it.
Here's the license.
Call it in.
Sh*t. l used to baby-sit her.
Call it in, Kevin.
OK.
What happened?
lt was a hit-and-run.
Need any help?
Ha. l got it. Thank you.
Ready? One, two, three.
Got it.
Whoa. You OK, Kev?
l don't feel so hot.
We got a frozen dick we gotta
get to the hospital, man.
l know, l know, l know.
Listen, it happens to everybody
the first time.
Here. You want a smoke?
Yeah, thanks.
Ohh, gross.
We're sorry.
You know something about this?
Friend of yours lose something?
l don't know what
you're talking about.
Yeah? Then what the f***
are you doin' in there?
l just...
need a new cooler.
You should just
tell me the truth.
l am.
l'm a klepto.
Dr. Fowler says that
l'm makin' progress...
but l still have
a long way to go.
What, do you think
this is funny?
l never said it was funny.
This kid's full of sh*t.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where do you think you're going?
Home.
No, you're not.
Come with us.
Yeah. The cops are gonna
want to talk to you.
l didn't do anything.
There's a person
in this ambulance...
and she's dead...
and l think
you're the reason why.
Where's my daughter?
Where's Cheri?
F***!
Ecch.
Go! Go!
Oh, sh*t!
Go, go, go, go!
Jump in! Jump in, Tim!
Are you OK?
Are you all right?!
Did you get it?
Did you get it?
Don't say
Oh, sh*t! Cops!
Don't worry. He's busy.
Sorry it took me so long, man.
l was lookin'
for something bigger.
Oh, hey...
l'm sorry.
Even if they put it back on...
it's not gonna
work the same.
Sure, it will.
Your dick's like Timex, dude.
We're gonna have to
go to the police, man.
Well, that's easy
for you to say, Tim.
You weren't the one
that was driving.
Well, what do you want
to do, Mark?
We can't just skip town.
He saw our faces.
Well, l'm not saying that.
l'm just saying
let's get our story straight.
OK?
OK.
OK. Um...
OK, Eddie was
pissin' out the window.
OK, yeah, Eddie was
pissin' out the window...
but, uh, but l never
turned around, ya know?
and--and she just
ran out in front of me...
and l didn't have time
to stop.
OK.
Did you hear that, Eddie?
l never hit you.
Why should l lie?
Wh--What are you
talking about?
Why should l lie
when this is all your fault?
My fault? How the f***
is this my fault?
Well, if ya hadn't been so
worried about your paint job...
and not in my f***ing hand!
lf you hadn't have been pissin'
out the goddamn window...
none of this
would have happened!
Guys, calm down.
No, you stay out of this, Tim!
Now, listen, l'm not going
to jail over your little dick...
so you can either say
l didn't hit you...
or you can bleed
to death for all l care!
Say it!
You didn't hit me.
lts expandable
stomach allows the Komodo...
to devour up to eighty percent
of its body weight...
in a single meal.
Mulligan, come on.
You have a good nap, boy?
We're gonna go
for a little walk.
No, no, no, no.
Oh, my God.
Oh, Cheri, oh, God,
what have you done?
Oh, you little pervert.
You left her no choice,
didn't you?
No.
No, l will not see you
ruin her life.
No.
OK, what do we do? Ohh.
No. Come on.
Stay.
Stay, stay. Stay, boy.
Oh, no.
Freakin' imports!
OK.
Oh, God.
Ohh...
Oh, no. Oh, no. No.
Please. Sh*t! Sh*t!
Oh, no. Son of a...
Stay. Stay.
OK.
Don't be
looking at me like that.
Cheri going to jail is
The guy's dead.
Oh, my God.
Oh, that's better.
Stupid little shits!
Oh, my God.
God almighty.
A**holes.
Mulligan!
Mulligan, get down!
Mulligan.
OK.
for what l'm about to do.
OK.
Mulligan!
Mulligan, get over here.
Mulligan, come.
Mulligan, come here now.
Mulligan, come now.
Mulligan, come here.
That's my baby boy.
That's a good boy.
Come here.
Come here.
Yes, sweetheart.
No. No. No. No.
Come back, you dog.
l'm gonna kill you.
l'm gonna kill you.
Mulligan. Mulligan.
That's a good boy.
OK, dog, give me that thing.
Mulligan, come on!
There you are.
Ah, sh*t! Oh, sh*t!
Sh*t.
Come here.
Come here. Come here.
Mulligan.
Dog, l oughta rip you
a new a**hole.
You bad dog.
Bad dog.
Now, where is it?
Oh, thank God.
Oh, thank God.
Come on.
Frank?
Honey, what are you doing?
Well, l--l...
l caught these punk kids running
around, starting fires...
so l scared 'em off.
And, uh...
l was just trying to kick
this fire into the sewer.
Be careful. You don't wanna be
hurtin' your back now.
Oh, God, l know.
Hop in. You look tired.
Uh...
Come on, Mulligan.
Sit.
Oh, hi.
So, how was your night?
OK.
Just OK?
Yeah.
l wonder what happened.
Oh, that reminds me.
Another deer got hit tonight.
Really? Where?
Same spot just down
from our house.
Happened a few minutes ago.
So it ran into our woods...
and l want you to go see
if he's still alive.
Frank?
Huh? Um...
Yeah, OK.
Mulligan,
what have you been eating?
-Hit the lock.
-Ah.
Come on out, young fella.
Oh, thanks. Hey, you.
-You got him?
-Yeah.
Oh, here, here, here.
Take this.
'Cause if the deer's still alive
Who could that be
at this hour?
OK, l'll see you later.
OK.
OK.
Hey, Duff.
What's going on?
Not much.
You want me
to lock up for you?
Yeah. lt's about that time.
How was your shift?
F***ing boring.
Whole goddamn town
shuts down at nine o'clock.
What else is new?
Are you OK?
You don't look so good.
l got a call this morning.
From who?
Cheri.
So?
She's pregnant.
Are you sure it's yours?
Of course it's mine!
Whose the f*** else
would it be?
l'm sorry.
l didn't mean anything.
Just, it's fine.
What are you gonna do?
What do you think?
She's gotta get
an abortion, right?
That's expensive.
Well, no sh*t,
it's f***in' expensive.
That's my problem.
How much?
Five hundred dollars.
Guess a two-dollar condom's
lookin' pretty good...
right about now.
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