Asthma Page #4

- It's hard to do.

- Is it harder to do?

Am I hurting you?

Yup.

I was talking to Logan.

Yeah, I know.

Almost done.

- Sick, huh?

- Yeah, I love it.

- It's all..

- Yeah, I love it.

It's all Ruby.

Good job.

I like how it's real

spiritually.

I, is it an eye here

and this is a triangle.

And I like how this is a hand.

Now, Shiva would approve.

That's..

- Yes.

- Who is Shiva?

Shiva is God.

- Ragen's an Aghori.

- Oh.

It's this really

weird form of Hinduism.

Uh, actually, I'm... I'm

kinda developing my own practice

you know, but the Aghoris are

a major influence, you know?

So we're doing

this ritual tonight

and I'm gonna take part in it.

Did you ever notice

that almost everything

that feels good is a sin

at least, according

to western religions?

F***in' amen to that, brother.

Aghoris believe in the opposite

that everything that... that,

that feels good, it is good.

Hey, um, Logan, can I..

Can I ask you a question?

Um, I gotta, I gotta go

visit a friend

and wondering if I could

borrow your car?

Are you serious?

Yeah, it's kind of

an emergency...

Gus! Are you asking

to borrow his car?

Yeah, my mom's sick, okay?

I gotta go visit her.

That's terrible, man,

I'm... I'm so sorry, I...

- It's okay.

- Is it okay if I drive him?

Um, where are we going?

You know, I really don't

need a babysitter.

Yeah, right.

I don't know where you live.

- Downtown Waterbury.

- Where?

Just take 84 to Highway 8, okay?

We call it the, uh,

The Dirty Water.

- Why The Dirty Water?

- Downtown Waterbury.

- Dirty water.

- I get it.

- What are we doing? We're at a pawn shop?

- Yeah.

Okay, look, I gotta get

my mom a present, alright?

You're gonna get your mom

a present at a pawn shop?

- Yeah.

- Real classy, Gus.

- Thank you.

- What is the matter with you?

You're gonna leave me here?

Is it safe?

F*** no. Look around, huh?

Oh, my God.

I'm gonna kill you.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Hey, what's up?

Uh, I need,

I need to pawn some sh*t.

Okay?

There you go.

Hey, that's a real Rolex, okay?

- 60.

- Sold. Sold.

How much for the cards?

- 2 bucks a piece.

- Are you nuts?

That's Larry Johnson,

Kevin McHale and Lew Alcindor.

What the f*** do I care about

Lew Alcindor?

That's Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's

rookie card.

What do you take me for?

- What the f***?

- What?

Look at this bum.

Uh, I think homeless

is a nicer way to say it.

He has been staring at me

jerking off.

- Maybe he has an itch.

- I'm gonna throw up.

Oh, come on, it's a compliment.

- So what did you get for your mom?

- What?

What'd you get your mom?

In the pawn shop?

Uh, here.

- Baseball cards?

- Basketball cards.

My mom used to take me

to Knicks games as a kid.

That's Larry Johnson

and Lew Alcindor's rookie card

who would later

change his name to...

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.

How the f*** did you know that?

Everybody knows that.

Um... where is, where's your

house? Where are we going?

Uh, just take a right here.

- Right.

- Okay.

Just..

Just pull up here a sec, okay?

- Right here. Right here. Just chill.

- Now what?

- Just wait here a sec, okay?

- You're not leaving me again.

Why? You in love

with me or something?

I just don't wanna get raped

or murdered, okay?

Can we just go to your mom's

house and get this over with?

Just chill for one sec, okay?

- Just wait.

- Oh, my God.

- Okay, Gus, we should go, Gus, we should go.

- Chill.

Yo, hair long, what's goin'

on? You lost or somethin'?

Oh, man, my f***in' head's

killing me, bro.

You wanna get some medicine?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- You a cop?

- F***, no, man.

Do I look like a f***in' cop?

Alright.

What you looking for?

Let's have

some China White, man.

Yo, fool, look around.

Ain't no motherfuckin'

China White up in this piece.

I got that brown sh*t though

if that's what you lookin' for?

- Yeah, man, that's perfect.

- Alright, how much do you want?

Uh, give me 40

and make it fat, alright?

- Alright. I'll be right back.

- Thank you.

- I'll get it.

- Cool, bro. Cheers.

- You're buying drugs?

- What do you want from me, huh?

You're gonna get loaded

before we go see your mom?

We're not going to see your mom,

are we?

Oh, my God.

I can't believe

I bought this sh*t.

- My man.

- Hey, thanks, man.

- Oh, motherf***er!

- Gus, wait!

- You motherf***er.

- No, Gus!

- Hey!

- Gus!

Oh, f***!

Hey, you guys see... see

two people pass here?

Hey, man, you guys

got any sh*t to, to buy?

- I just, I just need a quick fix.

- You got money?

Yeah, I got, like, 20 bucks,

please.

- Oh, thank you.

- You cookin' here?

No, man.

Alright, I gotta get home.

Must be nice.

Oh, f***.

Thank God.

Why are you so sad?

You know, I'm enjoying my life

more than most people, okay?

Yeah, at everybody else's

expense.

Oh, what, like,

I'm the only one?

Everyone I know

is a f***in' addict.

Cigarettes and alcohol kill

more people than, than drugs.

And not to mention

f***in' pharmaceuticals.

Half of America's

a f***in' addict!

I just don't pay taxes

on my sh*t.

That's all anyone f***in'

cares about, it's f***in' money!

What is this,

the silent treatment, huh?

You lied about

your mother being sick

so you could buy drugs, Gus.

- No!

- That is so wrong on so many levels.

You don't give a sh*t

about anybody or anything.

All you f***in' care about

is your f***in' smack.

Why don't you go and f***

Mr. The Other Days,

the vegetarian rock star

and just leave me

the f*** alone.

- Okay.

- I'm so f***in' stupid.

- Fine.

- I'm so f***in' dumb!

You know, we made love, alright?

And I thought that was real.

And you skip off and give me

the f***in' run around.

F***.

You fell asleep inside me.

- What?

- You fell asleep.

You nodded off in the middle

of having sex with me.

Do you have any idea

what that feels like for a girl?

Ruby.

- Listen...

- I don't f***in' care.

- It's dope.

- I don't care.

F*** it, whatever.

- Whatever, baby.

- Whatever.

You know what?

F***in' dig that gold.

F***in' keep digging

that f***in' gold.

- Excuse me?

- Yeah, dig it.

- F*** you.

- Dig gold, baby.

- F*** you!

- F*** you.

I'm not gonna let

some f***in' junkie judge me!

You're... sitting there

and shooting up in front of me?

Oh, I'm a f***in' gold digger

because I'm not like,

"Hey, awesome, yippee!

"I've got no money and no job,

no ambition

"and I spend all my money

on smack.

What a catch!"

That makes me

a f***in' gold digger?

- Whatever, baby.

- F*** you.

F*** you.

This has nothing to do

with Logan, I mean..

At least, he has

his f***in' sh*t together.

I'm a grown up, Gus.

I'm a grown-ass woman.

I'm older than you.

What am I f***in' doing

wasting my time with you?

What am I doing?

Gus?

Gus.

Gus.

Gus, Gus!

F***. Gus.

Gus, are you alright?

Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Jesus Christ.

- Gus, get out of the car.

- I'm fine.

Come on, get up.

- Okay.

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