Bruno & Earlene Go to Vegas Page #3
- Year:
- 2013
- 95 min
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- Hey, you two are the ones on the run.
You f***ing dick.
- What's her deal?
- Period?
So now, I'm just going
on and on and on.
- No family, no ties, no regrets.
- So you steal cars to keep moving?
I was looking for.
Turns out we'd fallen in love
with an idea, not each other.
The problem was, I was a long way from
home and I'd already said goodbye.
Here. Temperature's
gonna drop pretty soon.
Well, it's not Vegas.
- But it'll do.
- It's beautiful.
Let's go!
It's getting late and
the sun's gone down.
You've just clocked off
from a hard day's work.
Hubby's home with a six-pack of
beer watching "Wheel of Fortune",
but it's karaoke night
down at the saloon.
What are you gonna do?
Down the brown!
You'd know all about that,
wouldn't you? But I...
prefer to sink the pink.
Any hole's a goal.
Ever f***ed a girl on her period?
Just cos I'm straight,
doesn't mean I've poked the jam.
- Of course I f***ing have.
- Parted the red waves?
Aye. Damn right. Just put
a towel down. It's all good.
- Guys.
- F***'s sake.
You guys, you guys,
shut the f*** up, alright?
- There's a lady right here.
- Are you on your period?
- Fairy talk.
- We're speaking Scottish.
If a woman's bitchy,
she's on her period.
There's a big difference.
In Scotland, they deep-fry everything.
Put the peanut down or else
your brains will be in that bowl.
- How did you get here?
- Did you use a map?
- No.
Give me that!
I am so sorry. She's been
itching to use that toy.
Hey! You're lucky to be alive.
We're the only people out
here within 100 miles.
- Where are we?
- Nowhere.
- What kind of place is that?
- Any place but somewhere, honey.
A place where nobody can find us.
- Unless it's by accident, of course.
- Or by fate.
Fate, my ass.
- No signal?
- No sleep?
Lucky me.
So, why are we here?
This property went up online
as one of the vacation rentals.
Lo and behold, the tenant
got screwed last minute,
so now we just gotta sit and wait.
- Who were you trying to call?
- Just a friend.
Yeah. Right.
- What's it to you?
- Nothing.
trying to call your boyfriend.
If you're into guys, that's fine
by me. Just a hunch is all.
You know, if you weren't right...
It wouldn't make any difference.
I didn't mean it as a slur.
Well, Miss Know-it-All,
you're right and you're wrong.
I was trying to call my ex.
Good for you.
So, are you into girls?
Is that how you can tell?
Now, why would you think that?
Is it cos I carry a gun?
- Cos I bust dudes' asses for a day job?
Is it cos I look in a rear-view
mirror or a side-view mirror
more than a compact mirror?
Perish the thought. Don't make
it out like it's such a bad thing.
- What?
- Being attracted to the same sex.
Well, you're making it sound
like it's a bad thing not to be!
I bet you're a church girl, huh?
Gospel.
I bet the only bang you
get is from a tambourine.
Sorry. That was out of line.
I had a thing with a girl once.
She was Latina.
Her name was Carmen.
Didn't feel anything, though.
No chemistry. That's how I knew.
And here I am, thinking the tough cookie
had a chocolate chip on her shoulder.
- Isn't that supposed to be you?
- White chocolate.
That explains a lot.
Yeah, well. Sweet tooth.
So, after the stakeout, we still need to
get four more tickets to fill our quota.
We can catch some jaywalkers
while we're at it.
Love that sh*t.
Everything is bursting at the seams
Feels like you're treading water
All the while
The riptide's getting stronger
Carrying you to
Carrying you to
Give me that.
I'm the alcoholic around here.
So, what's your deal, buddy?
It's like there's just something
about you you're not telling us.
- Trust me, it takes one to know one.
- You don't have to tell him anything.
It's fine.
I should get used to it.
To explaining, I guess.
A few years ago I decided to get lost,
so that when I found myself,
I'd know where and who I was.
I thought it was this rebellious act,
but I kind of learned that it
didn't really change anything.
I can't escape the person
who's inside of me,
and I'm kind of learning
to love that person.
- We all want a drink, right?
- Yeah.
Sure.
XY for a boy and XX for a girl.
Now, normally this
would create twins.
But the eggs merged and
a chimera was formed.
A boy was born with a uterus,
an ovary and a fallopian tube.
A boy whose parents
were f***ing terrified.
A boy who never saw his sister,
but can always feel her spirit.
Can't you just have them removed?
She's a part of who I am.
Well...
You're drinking for two, aren't you?
We're learning new things
about each other, OK?
Alright, fair enough. Fair enough.
Who no one knew had died
With a poet whose
friend was a painter
Yet a hero was left unsung
They took me in
They took me in
They took me in
Don't know where I've been
Half of the time you
know you're asking why
- Whoops.
- What?
It's fine, though.
It's not that bad. It's fine.
- Disgusting.
- It's the five-second rule, big boy.
Get off, you arse bandit!
Sleeping Beauty's risen! Sit down.
Let me get you a juice, eh?
He's still pished.
- Leave him alone.
- What happened?
Well, you were asleep in my
vegetable patch. In the buff
Melted.
We won't tell the Sheriff
Happens to me all the time.
- F*** off.
What are you guys doing here?
We used to be strippers out in Vegas.
- The Hot Toddies!
- Something like that.
We were the toast of Vegas.
Then decided, f*** it, it's time
to do something a bit different,
you know what I mean?
- So what are you doing now?
- You asked for it.
I'll forever walk
these streets again
And forever be knocking on your door
- You get the idea.
- Yeah.
We were going to start
touring as a band,
but being out in the desert,
you get a wee bit lazy.
It kinda does funny things to you.
- That's debatable.
- Yeah.
What about you? Where are you headed?
I don't know.
Maybe I've arrived.
Go on
Yerself
That was Aaron Wright,
"Go On Yerself". A song from Scotland,
who are apparently trying to
separate from the United Kingdom.
or better together?
We've all been there.
Don't crowd me and my friends
Lift! Lift! There.
Oh! I'm sorry. So sorry.
Alright? Here we go. Alright.
There you go. And there we go.
What is this?
What? Turn that frown upside down?
It's a face, dummy.
Now it's herpes.
I don't know why you have to be
so fussy, Cher. Bon apptit!
Earlene?
You alright?
Bad dream?
I wish.
- You look thirsty.
- Oh, my God.
Thanks. It's good to be on this
side of the bar for a change.
So, how'd you end up here?
Dude, you should not ask that kind
of question in this kind of dump.
Why? What, did you do something bad?
Did I do something bad?
Yeah, I suppose I did.
I used to be a showgirl.
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