American Crude Page #8

(MUFFLED CRIES)

No? No?

Are you sorry? Oh, you're sorry?

You really scared that nigga,

he gave me the right code.

Good. Bag it, let's go.

Sorry about this, brother,

you know how it is.

Go down and wait

for me in the car.

We'll be out of here, baby.

Leave the cash.

Baby, this is me.

Now, like I said I know

you're running the show

but this is me,

you don't trust me by now?

Trust is for fools and virgins.

Now, go.

All right.

I'll Mmm-hmm.nstairs.

So like I was saying...

then they put me in the trunk

and they took me downtown...

and they threw

me in a Dumpster...

(CHUCKLING)

to die.

Can you imagine that?

I was left there, bleeding to

death, to die, imagine that.

It was lucky for me

the next day was trash day.

So this isn't just for me.

Do you believe in God?

(CRYING)

I said, do you believe in God?

Well, guess what.

He does not believe in you.

(CRYING)

(GUNSHOT)

(CRYING)

Mom?

Mom, what's the matter?

Mom...

what's going on?

N*gger this, b*tch.

(SCREAMING)

(WHIMPERING)

MAN:
Meddler.

Mom?

Oh, honey, did I hit you?

Damn, Carlos, baby,

you don't look so good.

Do you know

what I was thinking today?

I was thinking that when I

picked you up from jail...

I thought maybe, just maybe,

that you had learned

something in there.

But you didn't.

The minute you got out, you

started with your "n*gger" sh*t.

"N*gger" this, "N*gger" that.

Same old sh*t.

But guess what, baby. This

n*gger is smarter than you.

That's right, because I been

sitting out here waiting...

for you to

bring your ass out here

so I could run

you the f*** over.

One for you, two for me.

One for you, three for me.

Three for me, and none for you.

What the f*** is that?

It's a split.

You said we were

going half and half.

That's if you

nailed that sheep, dude.

I gotta go, Carlos.

I'm getting all emotional.

I love you, baby.

(CRYING)

(LAUGHING)

(GUNSHOTS)

Sh*t. What was that?

Gunshots, homes , from over there.

Let's go check it out.

F***ing b*tch.

Who's the b*tch, huh?

F***.

Look at this sh*t.

Two dead people.

Dios Mio.

Look what I found.

Sh*t, homey. We're rich, dude.

(POLICE SIREN BLARING)

Call for backup!

(SIRENS BLARING)

Dad. Come on, open up.

I know you're in there.

Johnny, there are police

all over the place out there.

Dad, I need to talk to you.

You need a lobotomy.

Now go away.

Open the goddamn door.

I wanna see Mom.

You march yourself right back

down those stairs and surrender.

Johnny, go away.

Johnny?

Johnny. Johnny, stop it.

Johnny, Johnny, you're

frightening your mother.

You sick...

Stop it, John, no, no.

(METAL CLANGING)

Mom, what's going on?

I thought you were in trouble.

(WOMAN GROANING)

(GROANING)

JOHNNY:
Oh, my God.

It's okay.

What happened?

It's okay, it's all right.

Where am I?

You're safe, you're safe.

You stay right here, all right?

I'm gonna make sure that this never

happens to anyone ever again.

Daddy?

Daddy?

(LAUGHING) We're f***ing

loaded, little cousin.

Now we can get us

some real b*tches.

The kind you have to pay for.

We?

I found it. It's mine.

We're partners,

partners in crime.

You wasn't gonna share with me,

you cheated me.

Why should I share with you?

So that's how it's gonna be.

Finders keepers, huh?

Finders keepers.

What in the hell

is wrong with you?

I do the best I can, Johnny.

I'm not perfect.

You really believe that,

don't you?

Okay, what do you want me to say?

I screwed up?

I was a lousy dad?

That isn't gonna

change anything.

You're still gonna

have your issues...

and your mother isn't gonna

be jitterbugging anytime soon.

This isn't about

you and me, Johnny.

Well, what is it about, Dad?

You wanna know

what it's about, Johnny?

This is what it's about, Johnny.

The American dream.

The land of the free,

the home of the brave, Johnny.

It's every man for himself.

You make me sick.

Stop.

Johnny.

(SCREAMING)

I love you, hold on to me, boy.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I'm gonna have to let you go.

Goddamn it,

you hold on to me, John.

You hold on to me.

(SHOUTING) Johnny!

Johnny!

JOHNNY:
They say to move

forward in life,

you gotta let go of the past.

Well, I did, literally.

And for me,

there ain't no going back.

So here I am,

paying my debt to society.

They found the cash,

traced the passports...

got me on

first-degree manslaughter.

But hey, I saved

that little girl's life

and I set my mother free...

so for once in my life,

I'm the good guy.

I guess no good deed

goes unpunished.

JANE:
Hey, Johnny.

Hi, honey.

Hi, Johnny.

Hi, Oliv.

You look great.

You both look great.

Yeah, how are you?

Oh, great. Peachy.

You?

Good, good.

Yeah, yeah, we're doing okay.

How's Mom?

She's great.

Actually,

she's living with us now.

Us?

Yeah. Olivia moved in

to our house to...

You know,

to help with Mom and...

Jane and I...

Well, we've decided...

We've decided

to have the baby, Johnny.

Like a couple?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

We're not rushing into anything.

Yeah, no, we're just taking it

one day at a time.

Yeah.

What about me?

Johnny, you made it clear

that you didn't want to have

anything to do with children...

so I didn't think

it was going to be an issue.

Besides, we don't know

when you're gonna be

available to

participate with him.

Him? You mean it's a boy?

Oh, well...

it's too early

to know the sex yet.

But if it is a boy, we've

decided to name him Bill.

Yeah, I think that's fitting.

And if it's a girl,

so far we like Java.

Java?

Yeah, Jane and Olivia.

BOTH:
Java.

You do know that's

a slang term for coffee?

Yes, but it's also

an exotic island in Asia.

Why don't you just call her Sex

on the Beach, for chrissakes?

God! Johnny, do you always have

to be so god damn sarcastic?

No, I just don't want my child

named after a beverage.

JANE:
Oh,

so now it's your child?

Well, yeah, biologically.

And I have to say, you know,

I'm a little hurt here

and I feel a little left out.

Seems like there's been

a lot of decisions made...

without any thought

of how I might feel about it.

JANE:
Well, you haven't

really been available, Johnny.

OLIVIA:
Yeah.

JOHNNY:
I don't know how much

more available I can be.

I'm pretty much here, you know.

JANE:
There's not really any

answering machine to get messages.

JOHNNY:
Every Wednesday

from 2:
00 to 6:00.

JANE:
You know what, Johnny?

This isn't about...

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