Black Tar Road Page #2
- Year:
- 2016
- 85 min
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I always said, you know,
maybe she'd throw in
there, but I don't know,
I guess maybe I was her color, you know.
And she was that neutral tone.
Along with that there was
always somethin' she was hidin'.
Maybe she had a non-interference
pact with herself
or some f***in' thing.
A promise to not open up
and let anyone in her mind
or her heart.
But that's good.
That's protection.
It's like cellophane-covered.
Seran-wrapped up tight so
nothin' gets in or out.
We were all just the
walking wounded, anyway.
Inhaling lungs full of f***ing hash.
Life is short, or life is long.
Who even knows?
Charlie was hardly a saint.
On the other hand, maybe she was.
- There's your map,
directions to get there.
Hook up your rig and get outta here.
Get down, get in her face
My bad reputation got me the best place
Gotta have it, gotta have it, they say
Should no longer 'til
we got up in your case
- I have to say,
Charlie came into town
like a lightning storm, or
a hurricane or somethin'.
Suddenly, she was just there.
Yeah, she could knock down anyone's world.
She said she like livin'
in isolation and that,
bein' a loner is better than bein' lonely.
I think she was lonely, though.
Funny thing is that nothing ever changes,
and Charlie knew that,
and it worked for her.
Even in the Bible it says,
there's nothin' new under the sun.
I used to read the Bible.
17 days on the road and
I'm as high as a kite
- This place is dead.
- Yeah?
Just the way I like it.
- What's the matter,
you don't like people?
She made it out on Sunday mornin'
- I've never been the saint,
and I've been doing the
sinner since I was a kid.
Nothin' here in this sh*t town.
We just started chattin' a little bit,
and it was kinda funny, kinda nice,
I don't know, she just seemed like she
paid attention to me, you know?
She's gonna see the way
She's got a lifetime to remember
Nothin' more to say
when you feel alone
- Got a ciggy?
- Smoking kills.
- I'm no quitter.
- Yeah, you got ambition.
- Look, I don't need new friends,
I just need to bum a f***in' ciggy.
- Give me a lighter.
Busy lot here, yeah?
- Yeah, busy as a dead bee.
Or a cricket.
Just about every day I think I'm gonna
stick out my thumb and bail on this place.
Make it as far as the
Eiffel Tower, or Mexico.
Maybe even Pasadena.
Pasadena, gonna go see
that Golden Gate Bridge
they got out there.
- Pasadena, yeah, it's a bad idea
to hang around bridges.
- I seem to be good at bad ideas.
- Well if you hate it so
much, why don't you just
ditch on out of here?
- And jeopardize my career?
- Yeah, you're really movin'
up the ladder here, huh?
- I don't want your ciggies.
I got my own all by myself.
- I really don't think a girl like you
should be by herself.
- Spider well you just get in here
and shut the door.
- Itchy fur and like a porcupine
or somethin'.
- You know,
I once scene porcupines humpin'.
- Like two cactuses in love, sh*t.
- I bet you didn't see anything.
- I did too.
- I saw a bat once, but it flew away.
It would have been romantic if it bit me.
- Bit like a porcupine.
- Spider.
Spider.
Spider.
- What's up?
- Do I look okay?
- You don't look as hot
as you did in high school,
but you look okay, yeah.
- Just get out of here, just go.
I used to be beautiful.
At least that's what people say.
- You know, there's someone new in town.
Yeah, I saw her, she saw me, and I know
hang around me anymore
like they did in high school,
but she did talk to me.
I don't know, maybe
she'll talk to me again.
Maybe I could talk to
her, and she could listen.
Whatever.
Maybe we could party together.
And that's the world out there, grandma.
Hard to keep up.
Try it?
All right.
We need it to phase out.
We needed more drugs, and she
knew just how to find them.
You scared the sh*t out of me!
You're late, you look like sh*t.
- Yeah, but do I look good?
- Do I look good?
Oh, well, get in the car.
- What, you expected the
Boogie Man or somethin'?
- Scary like the friggin' Bogie Man.
So where the hell we goin'?
- Wasn't sure you'd really meet me.
This lady, she died of cancer.
I circled and organized
all the obituaries,
like in order of how they
died, what they died from,
and so I can know what kind of
prescription drugs they took.
- Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it.
So she'd have pain from the cancer, right?
So she's take pain prescriptions!
- Right!
- Oh yeah, okay.
So, but we need an address.
- I called the mortuary,
and told them I was family.
- And they just gave it to you?
- I played the cousin
callin' to send flowers card.
You know, everybody's got a cousin.
- I see like, these fleas jumpin'.
Did you see anything?
Look at that.
- You're fine.
- I see, like, fleas,
I see them jumpin' all over the place.
Can't sleep.
Can't ever sleep.
- Yeah, me either.
Don't worry, I've done this before.
Follow my lead.
Put this on.
- Followin' your lead.
- How do I look?
- Thank you.
- Hi, Mr. Tabernacle?
We're so sorry for your loss.
- We're not the Jehovah's
Witnesses, or Mormons,
or Avon, anything like that.
- Who are you?
- We're here from the hospital,
and we're here to pick up
all of your late wife's
prescription medications.
- Yeah, so you don't
have to throw them away,
you know, toxic waste and stuff
is not good for society.
- I'm sorry, this is not a good time.
- You're in love.
I love love.
- You do?
- Well, I love the thought of it, yeah,
you know, it's.
- You're from the hospital?
- Yeah, yeah, yes, can we come in?
- Okay, come into the living room
and I'll get the prescriptions.
Don't touch anything.
- It's like a real home here.
Really homey and sh*t.
We should have brought flowers.
- I got her prescriptions.
Which ones do you want?
- All of them.
- All of them, everything,
we need all of those.
Yeah!
- You are f***ing crazy, girl!
- Yeah!
- Give me a swig of that sh*t.
- Where we goin'?
- I wanna show you somethin'.
Woo.
Yeah it was really excitin', you know,
something woke up in me that I had never
experienced before with men.
- Look.
These say take in anticipation of pain.
All right.
- Life is pain.
Oh.
Is that you rockin' the boat?
- Woah!
- Don't rock the boat.
Oh, I just chipped my tooth.
Everything I have ever known is right here
in the middle of nowhere like nothin'.
It all adds up to nothin'.
- Yeah, well I'd rather be nowhere
than somewhere that I'm not wanted, right?
Right?
- When I was a kid, my
grandma used to bring me here
when my mama drank too much Boone's.
- Boone's?
Boone's, like Strawberry Hill?
Oh my god.
What's your mom like?
- Oh, no mom now.
Never knew of the dad.
- Yeah.
Do you know anybody who's got a dad?
- No.
Sh*t.
- No?
- Sorry I blew smoke right in your face.
- You're makin' me have ugly face again.
- Where are
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