Beautiful Prison Page #3

This is yours to control.

Screw this.

Piss off!

Mine to control.

Ben, bro...

Long time.

I... I'm sorry, bro.

You know, when I

lost my job, I...

I just feel like I needed

to get away, you know?

I've been a bad friend.

Here you are, lying

in bed, while I'm

up north, smoking weed.

It's good to see you, Jerry.

It's good to see you, Ben.

What do we do now?

What have we

got here, brother?

No.

That's a pretty lady.

Jerry, stay in the car.

Don't worry.

I'm gonna stay right here.

You got this, bro.

No, no.

No. No!

Hey!

Seorita.

Yes, I am now.

I didn't get your name.

Ben, and yours?

You don't know who I am?

No, ma'am, I don't.

I am Jubilee, and

I'm not a ma'am.

Well, all right.

Jerry.

Yes?

This is Jubilee.

Hi, Jerry.

My.

Hi, Jubilee.

Listen, man, we're gonna

be giving her a ride home.

-You want to hop in the back?

-Yeah, yeah.

Hey, I'm here in

town for a while.

I'm actually an actress,

and I'm filming a movie.

An actress?

Well, sorta, I

mean, no one knows

who I am outside Latin America,

but even a Mexican movie

is something to see.

We're filming tomorrow

in the park downtown.

Do you know it?

We start at 8 in

the morning, but don't

come until 10 or so.

Nothing interesting

happens until then.

Ok.

Sh*t.

What are you doing?

Still here.

Bennie, ju... just stop.

You're... you're wasting time.

You said this world

was mine to control.

I want you gone.

I'm an exception.

I'm part of you.

Whatever, man.

Have you even considered trying

to get out of the situation

that you're in?

I've been busy.

Yeah, busy, playing Jackie Chan

and manufacturing a new car.

I hate the bus.

And now a dream girl?

What's wrong with any of that?

You think she would ever

actually talk to you?

This whole thing is a big soap

opera you're trying to produce.

You said I had free reign here.

I never said that.

Look.

Just... will you just let

me enjoy this for a second?

In this world, a

second, it could

be a minute in the real world.

An hour could be a day,

sometimes a week, depending,

and the farther you

get into this world,

the harder it is to

get out, the easier it

is to forget about

little Bennie.

Don't worry about it, boss.

I got it covered.

And cut the Bennie sh*t.

At Christmas, my mom will

make our neighbor dress up

like Santa Claus...

him or Elvis.

Really?

And one time, my mom had our

neighbor dress up like Elvis,

dressed up as Santa.

A Santa Elvis impersonator?

An ideal man, what can I say?

So the movie shooting

seems like it's going well.

I have something that I've

been putting off telling you.

Tomorrow is the last day.

What?

I should have said something.

It's just that I've been

having such a great time

with you, and...

Then what?

I don't know.

I guess I will go

back to Mexico City,

or maybe I will hang out

here a couple more days.

So I was thinking

about your offer

the other night, about staying

around a couple of days

after you finish shooting,

and I thought that maybe we

could get away for a couple

of days, maybe go to the beach

and get some rest.

Seth called me this morning.

I got an offer to

do another movie.

That's great.

In London, it's the

role of a lifetime, Ben.

It's my first chance to get

noticed outside of Mexico.

The director saw me on

a cell phone commercial,

and he called Seth.

Don't take it.

What?

I know that we haven't known

each other for very long,

but I can barely remember

what my life was like before I

met you the other night.

If you leave now, I'm not sure

we'll ever have this back.

This role is a

dream for me, Ben,

and besides, we hardly

know each other.

Exactly, and as

soon as you leave,

you'll forget all about little

Ben and his mediocre life.

Ben.

If you take that role,

Jubilee, you will regret it.

I have to get to set.

Of course, walk away.

You're not being fair to me.

Stop being a child.

I'm not being fair?

This is my life.

This is my fantasy.

You're supposed to

be doing what I want.

Whatever, we'll talk

about this later.

No, please.

Get down!

Jubilee.

Jubilee.

Man, how did I mess this up?

Well, I mean, probably

by yelling at her,

and then you tackled

her to the ground.

And then you scared the

sh*t out of her, right out.

Bro, bro, you need

to just talk to her.

Tell her you're

dumb ass is sorry.

I don't know, man.

She wouldn't even talk to me.

Sh... ok, y'all can't

end like this, all right?

I mean, she's your

dream girl, man.

Too bad you ain't

the man of hers.

-Jerry, wait.

-Bro.

-What?

-Damn.

I said, too bad you're

not the man of her dreams.

-What are you doing?

-Thanks, Jerry.

What the hell?

Bro's weird.

My gosh.

It's not supposed

to be like this.

Jubilee, you... you

didn't get on the plane.

Seth called me and

told me you came

to set dressed like

an evil Santa Elvis.

I had see for myself.

Ben.

I'm so sorry for everything, for... for

trying to control everything and for...

Stop, stop, stop.

I was being selfish.

I want you to take that role.

No, it's not important.

It is important.

It's important to you.

I want you to take it.

Only if you have

a spot next to me.

Come to London?

Man, I needed to get

out of that jumpsuit.

It kept riding up my crack.

Hey, let's go buy the tickets.

What was that?

I don't know.

Jubilee!

Ben.

Jubilee.

Always in the way, Bennie.

So when were you gonna

introduce me to your girlfriend?

She smells good.

No!

Tastes good, too... no doubt in

my mind, Ben, she's a keeper.

No.

No.

What are you doing

here, Ben, you little sh*t?

Are you trying to be a man?

Did you forget how that

worked out for you last time,

Bennie Boo Boo?

Come here.

Now, where did we leave off?

Bennie, Bennie...

Bennie, please, help me.

No.

Get her out of here.

Do we have to do

this every time?

You ruined my life.

Not bad, tiger.

That was cute, you

pathetic little sh*t.

You know what I can't believe?

I can't believe I spawned

such worthless sh*t.

You can't get rid of me, Ben.

I made you who you are... a

brain-dead, retarded, little

boy, too stupid to be loved.

Jubilee, are you ok?

Are you ok?

Go.

Get out of here.

Go, go.

Mom, Mom, I'm so sorry.

Come on!

Come on.

Come on.

Glad you decided to come

to this place, Bennie.

It'll be good for

you once we dissect

your mother and your

precious, little whore.

Help me decide.

Help me decide.

Which piece?

Which piece first?

Cute, boy, what do you

think you're doing?

Get out of here, Ma.

All my life, you told me I was

sh*t, and I hated you for it.

Now I see that you're nothing.

I'm not afraid of you anymore.

What, you think this is over?

This will never be over!

I own you.

I own your fear.

Where are you going?

What are you doing?

I'm getting rid of this.

Ben!

Ben!

Ben!

I knew you had it in

you, Bennie... sorry, Ben.

It's time to go home.

I'm staying here.

But this is what you wanted.

This isn't what I wanted.

Really?

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