Black Dog Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 89 min
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Isaiah 2, verse 4.
You read your Bible?
- Probably not as much as I should.
- You try and lead a good life?
When I can.
That's the most
important thing.
- [Engine Whining]
- Excuse me, Mr. Crews.
- Where have you been?
- Puttin' her through her paces.
This ain't
a damn NASCAR rally.
Did you get
my Sunday throwaways?
- You know, it slipped my mind.
- It slipped your mind?
Did you know there's coupons for 50
cents off luncheon meats at Winn-Dixie?
I ask you to do
one simple thing.
Mr. Cutler
sent us a driver.
Earl. Jack Crews.
You'll have to forgive
Earl's manners.
He was hopin' he'd get to drive.
[Chuckles]
- Uh, I'm not takin' that.
- What?
It's brand-spankin' new.
I don't need
that kind of attention.
Junior, come down here
and show Jack Crews a tractor...
that's more to his likin'.
Come on.
I think Mr. Cutler suspects something.
He sent down a new driver.
It don't make a damn bit of difference,
Red. Our deal's with you.
I know that.
Things are gettin' more complicated now.
I'm gonna need some more cash.
You listen to me.
6:
00 tonight with that truck...or cash'll be
the last thing you need.
- So, what's it got in it? - 3406
"Cat," turbo-ed, four and a quarter,
- Fuller-Eaton ten-speed, pro-shift.
- Got a Jake brake?
Yep.
- How are the brakes?
- New. Put 'em on myself.
- And the rubber?
- Almost new. Ain't no recaps.
All right. Fire her up.
- Earl's gonna be riding with ya.
- What do ya mean, he's gonna be riding with me?
Somebody has to drive
that tractor home.
Right as rain.
Sonny's here.
I guess we can hit it.
You're late.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
I may be late, but I'm always on time.
- Hey, Wes. [Laughs]
- Hey, Earl.
- Who's that?
- He's drivin'.
- Since when?
- Since an hour ago.
- Came down from the top.
- From the top of what?
You make him seem like
he's goddamned Moses.
- Don't you take the Lord's name in vain.
- I'm goddamned sorry.
You gonna be sorry. If you don't like
it, Sonny, you can get out right now.
What I don't like is you, him or anybody else
changing the plans every time I turn around.
That's what I don't like.
- I'm Sonny.
- And I'm Wes.
And I'm Jack Crews.
We'll be cruisin' right behind ya.
Cruisin' behind "The Crews. "
What do ya mean,
- [Red] Protection.
- Protection from what?
It's policy. We send
a car with every truck.
Come on. Let's do it.
[Dog Barking]
- This your dog?
- Tiny ain't nobody's dog but his own.
Easy, boy.
Toilets. Can you believe it?
Five-gallon flush.
- Wanna look any closer?
- I'm just here to drive.
(music) I was born on a bus
they say goin' south (music)
(music) Left at a truck stop
I never knew my mother (music)
(music) And ever since
the highway's been my home (music)
(music) Like a restless wind
I keep movin' on and I (music)
(music) Can't seem to stay
in one place too long (music)
(music) I'm a road man (music)
(music) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (music)
Over there,
you have your starter.
Down there's your clutch,
brake, go pedal.
- Let's see what ya got.
[Engine Starts]
- [Air Whooshes]
- [Sighs]
[Sighs]
[Engine Shudders, Stalls]
I thought
you could drive.
First time.
This driver comin' down,
does that change things?
You're not plannin' on havin' kids,
are ya, Junior?
I don't know.
Find the right woman, maybe.
- Why? - 'Cause you suffer
from a sorry-ass lack of balls.
(music) Well, the midnight headlights
blinds you on a rainy night (music)
Slow me down, makin' no time (music)
(music) But I gotta keep rollin' (music)
(music) Those windshield wipers
slappin' out a tempo (music)
(music) Keepin' perfect rhythm
with the song on the radio (music)
(music) Yeah, I gotta keep rollin' (music)
(music) Ooh, I'm drivin'
my life away (music)
(music) Lookin' for a better way (music)
(music) For me (music)
"Virgo:
Today'sthe day to begin...
a business relationship
with a new friend. "
Guess you're
my new friend.
(music) Well, the truck stop cutie
comin' on to me (music)
(music) Tried to talk me into a ride
Said I wouldn't be sorry (music)
We in the middle of committing a felony.
That's what you want to do, litter?
- We're not committing anything. We're just following a truck.
- Yeah, right.
- Ya wanna play Pididdle?
- Pi... what?
Pididdle... Ya see a car
with one headlight, you yell "Pididdle. "
First one to yell wins.
- It's daylight, Wes.
- Ya got a point.
[Laughs]
I got it. Yes.
This is what I do.
This is my passion.
I'm a...
I'm a songwriter.
That's what I do.
Listen to this.
(music) Do you still read my horoscope
in the paper every mornin' (music)
(music) To see exactly what
I'm gonna do (music)
(music) Do you still read my horoscope
in the paper every mornin' (music)
(music) To see if I'll be
comin' home to you (music)
What do ya think?
Uh, I... I don't listen
to very much country music.
Well, I do.
Take my word for it.
This is the beginning
of a good song.
See, a good song has to have
a good hook. That's what it's all about.
You reach out and... and you grab with
"horoscope. " See, you give 'em the twist...
- Pull over, would ya? I gotta take a leak.
- Again?
I got a bladder
the size of a pea.
Breaker 1-9 from 10-36.
What do you want?
[Sonny]
Wes has to drain his lily.
Think I'll hit
the head too.
I'm gonna see if they
got any books on tape.
All that stuff about Moses and all that.
That wasn't personal, you understand.
- No problem.
- I just wish for once these clowns...
- would stick to the plan, you know what I'm sayin'?
- I hear you.
Hello!
- [Chuckles] He... Hello. Come to Papa!
- In your dreams, Wes.
(music) He's been gone
for ten long days (music)
(music) Burnin' up that interstate (music)
(music) He's got a run
- (music) I got one more night to go (music)
- See, I told you we could play Pididdle in the day.
- What?
- [Gun Cocking]
- Oh!
What the...
- [Grunts]
- [Glass Shatters]
- [Tires Screeching]
- [Horn Blares]
Ah... Aah...
[Screams]
Oh-oh.
[Both Grunt]
That's D.W. And Leroy
from Red's place.
What the hell
are they doin'?
Now, we got ya.
[Grunts]
- [Grunts]
- [Engine Revving]
- That Red's truck?
- He's tryin' to hijack the load.
Good ol'
Southern hospitality.
Crews?
Huh? Jeez!
What are ya doin'?
[Grunting]
[Grunts]
Oh...
Son of a b*tch!
What the hell you waitin' on?
Move it! Move it!
Let's go! Let's go!
Get out of that truck! Come on!
I should've seen this comin'. For all
his talk of Jesus, Red is a greedy man.
[Grunting]
[Tires Screeching]
Sonny, next time he backs off,
floor it. Can you do that?
Okay, I'm gonna try!
Watch out!
- Sonny, now!
- Go! Go! Go!
[Tires Screeching]
- Yeah. You can drive.
- It's comin' back to me.
Damn! Look what he did
to my car, man!
Can't believe this!
Will you look at this!
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