Black Tar Road Page #3

you takin' me, Charlie?

- Come on.

We're just exploring.

Stand right here.

- Why?

- Just stand there and relax.

- Why?

- Do you trust me?

- Trust is...

- Sh, close your eyes.

- Okay.

- Close, stay, keep them closed.

- They're closed.

- Okay.

My beauty queen.

- My trophy crown.

Miss Dairy Chill, 1998.

- Close your eyes!

- What?

- They told me at the bar

this used to be yours,

so I stole it.

Okay, I borrowed it.

Stole it.

- Can I open my eyes, you sh*t?

- Okay.

Open your eyes.

God, you're beautiful.

- Charlie, I'm not a gay,

I'm not a dyke like you.

- Are you sure?

- Um.

No.

- Okay, look, look, look,

just don't put anything in a box, okay?

We don't need to be like

checked off or something, okay?

I just,

I just wanna know you, okay?

All of you.

- It's just that...

It's just, I, I never

kissed someone like you.

- Like me?

- Someone who matters.

- Okay, Charlie.

- Yeah?

- I just wanted to be with her.

It wasn't about who she

was, or what she did,

or what she looked like, or any of that.

It was just, I don't know,

as pure as can be, and

just bein' with someone

who cared about you, and who accepted you.

I mean, accepted me for

everything I was, you know?

It didn't matter to

her that I was a hooker

or a drug addict, you know?

None of that sh*t mattered.

She'd just look in my eyes,

and I'd look in her eyes,

and we'd just forget about

all that sh*t, you know?

So I guess maybe, in a way,

it's another kind of addiction,

in a way, 'cause you know, we kind of

became addicted to each other.

I never kissed someone like you.

Someone who matters.

I guess what's funny about

it, when I think about it now,

is that

a lot of that was a cover, you know,

that I didn't really realize at first,

I was kinda attracted

to this tough exterior,

but it was that sort of soft interior

that I fell in love with.

- Hey.

What, what, what's in that

red box over there?

- I got you somethin'.

- Aw.

Oh, these, aw, these are real pretty.

I don't wanna ruin these.

I'm gonna save them for somethin' special.

- Yeah, I want you to wear

'em when you go to work,

that way whenever somebody like,

pulls your panties down, or

rips 'em off or somethin',

you can think about me.

- Yeah.

Okay.

- Where'd you get these flowers?

- Well,

I kinda took 'em from the graveyard.

- You stole somebody's flowers from a,

you stole from a dead person.

- No, well you know,

you can't really steal

from a dead person.

- You kiddin' me?

- A dead person's already dead.

- You stole flowers from a dead person.

- No, no, no, they were already dead.

Somebody else bought

'em for a dead person,

but they were dyin' anyways,

so I take the flowers

that are gonna die, and I bring 'em here

and I try to plant 'em and

give 'em some new life.

- Why don't you just plant

them at the graveyard then,

you know, by the grave,

instead of bringing them here

to your tub?

- 'Cause, I don't know,

it's like a special place,

you know, that I used to

come here with my grandma,

so I like to have the flowers here,

but they don't seem to

grow very well, actually.

Most of the time they die.

- Well, there's a few that are dying.

- I'm thinking that eventually

they'll take root, maybe.

- Maybe.

- So I think this is a good one.

- I can't even take care of

myself, much less some flowers.

- I don't know, you

seem to do pretty well.

It's just you in that

big old truck, right?

- I can drive a rig.

I can drive the f*** out of a rig.

- You ever get lonely, Charlie?

- What kind of question is that?

You and your questions.

- What do you mean, what

kind of question is that?

- You know, I heard about

those programs that they have

for some of my trucks that you can

adopt a dog and take it

out on the road with you.

They do that, and then

they have their road dog

with 'em all the time, and

then they're never lonely.

- Oh, that sounds good.

- Yeah, I don't know if I could

keep a dog alive, you know,

I would have to do the plant first.

Keep the plant first,

and then you get a dog,

and then you get a soul mate.

Or you could just skip right ahead.

- Do you ever have one of those?

- A plant?

- No.

You know, ah, you don't like

those questions, never mind.

So Charlie was really kinda different

from regular people in town, and I think

she really freaked people out

because she walked through

like, you know, she was somethin' special,

but in a good way.

So people didn't really f*** with her.

It was like they knew

there was something there

just not to f*** with.

- All right, Jay, we'll catch

you next week, all right?

- Folks, would you like a

little more coffee over here?

So you think you can just pretty much

do anything you want in here, huh?

- Hey, we're just celebrating.

- It's just fun, like a game.

- Yup, she lost a bet.

- Well I don't know what they do in places

away from here, but here

we don't allow clitty-lickers.

Now get out.

- I'm sorry.

We didn't mean...

- Listen to me, you

lesbo butch, macho-Mary,

you get your tails out of here,

you grab your dyke friend

and get the hell out of here right now.

- Who the f*** do you

think you're talking to?

You don't f***in' talk to me like that.

F*** you.

- Get out!

- Whatever.

- Get on out of here!

- F*** you!

F*** you!

- I'll be prayin' for you.

- F*** off!

- Charlie.

- What?

- Come over here.

Oh, does this mean I'm gay?

Such as I am.

Maybe I do believe you.

- Pull these down.

- Always askin' me

to pull my pans down, my God.

- Your pants look better down.

- Here, come up here for a second.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

It's a lot of responsibility.

I got my own space, you know.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Then life became days passin'.

One after another, and the memories began

while we had no idea we were

livin' in the middle of 'em.

As they spun, spun, spun by.

- George Bush dressed like a woman.

It's okay, I nod off sometimes, too.

- She stayed at home

with Grandma while I worked,

just like real families do

when they love one another.

- I'm crashing my f***ing brains out here.

No backup f***ing plan, no forward plan,

no path, no future, no left, no right.

- You ever made love to a man?

- Why do you wanna know that?

- I just wanna know.

- Maybe.

Nothin' before this matters.

I bet your grandma's really

glad when you're here.

- Yeah.

I can't always be here though, you know?

Sometimes I just, I need to get some air.

Get some candy corn, or get a drink.

- You know, if you could see

the beauty that I see in

you, you wouldn't even

have to go out there on the

lot and do what you do and...

- Charlie, you can never ask

me to stop workin' the lot.

You gotta promise me.

I want you to f***in' promise me.

See, I'm, I'm, I'm sick and tired

of bein' alone, and f***, so

you and me, and we, we need

each other in some way.

- Yeah, you wanna be your own boss,

just like me.

Oh ho.

- Oh, woop!

- Ah.

Don't push me now.

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