Duets Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 2000
- 112 min
- $4,262,782
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What are you
normally?
Okay, fne!
That's what I get for talking
to your basic underachiever.
Which way is
the interstate, exactly?
About two miles west.
- What are you gonna do?
- Hitch.
Hey, um,
which way's west,
exactly?
Is that it?
A few miles up the road
is the Side Track.
It's a truck stop
It's where you get off.
Well, I appreciate
the ride this far.
It might take you some time
to get another ride,
this being Utah
and you being colored and all.
Them shoes you're wearing
don't help any.
Uh, I'm not sure I quite
understand what you mean.
Them's prison shoes.
Standard issue when they drum you out.
Worn a pair or two myself.
Yes, I'm sure you have.
- What were you in for?
- An error in judgment.
[Laughing]
Hey, babe, we was all in for an
error in judgment. [Laughs]
Yeah, I suppose we were.
Some say the world
will end in fre.
Some say in ice.
What do you think?
Heh. Hard to say,
Cold War bein' over and all.
Your money or your life.
Get the f*** out.
I apologize. I do.
It's just that
the only skill I have is singing.
Learn a trade.
I have.
This is it.
[Rock]
I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican
Whoa, radio
[Humming]
- [Tires Screeching]
- [Continues]
[Tires Screeching]
Hello!
Hop in.
- [Continues]
- Come on, come on, come on. Hop in.
- Where you going?
- I don't know.
What the f***
do you care?
- Hop in.
- Your eyes are weird.
- You on something?
- 'Scuse me?
- You look funky.
- Are you a cop?
- No.
- Okay, then sh*t or get off the pot.
Where you going?
Chicago.
Where you going?
Nowhere. I'm actually out
buying a pack of cigarettes.
[Laughing]
What's in Chicago?
My mother's in Chicago.
Oh. Okay.
Well, they probably got
cigarettes there. Hop in.
Reach in that cooler back there.
Pop us a couple of cervezas, por favor.
I tried those Styrofoam jobbies
the last three times.
You think it's cost-effcient?
It is not.
[Clicks Tongue]
Ah. There you go.
Gracias.
- You're not having one?
- No, thank you. It's against the law.
- You should loosen up, my friend.
- You think so?
Mmm. Hell yes.
You know, in fact,
this whole country should loosen up.
It's not even a country
anymore anyway.
It's just
a big strip mall.
McDonalds, Pizza Huts,
Wendys.
Big strip mall
from coast to coast.
- [Sniffs]
- You're on cocaine?
I have a cold.
- You're flyin'on something.
- I'm flying on freedom.
[Squeals]
I scored some bennies off some
shadow in this K-bar last night.
- I think it was Tucumcari.
- Shadow?
Yeah. It's K-talk.
It's karaoke.
Uh, I may need you
I don't know how.
- You don't know how to drive?
- No, I don't know how to drive.
How bizarre!
Is this a result of heredity?
Environment.
I've lived my life in tiny rooms.
So have I, man.
All owned by
major chains.
- Chains?
- Ramada, Sheraton, Motel 6. Chains.
Huh. I'm no stranger
to chains myself.
Well, now, aren't we lucky
that we met?
[Laughing]
[Knock On Door]
- Hi.
- What are you doing here?
I decided to come.
I got the room next door.
Just like that?
How'd you fnd me?
Information.
I only had to call three hotels
before I found you.
Wow! Do you always
get a king-size bed?
- Huh? Uh, yeah.
- I love a king-size bed.
The only time I ever get to
sleep in one is if I'm with one
of the headliners from the show.
- Look, um, Liv...
- Tom Jones. He was the best.
He let me stay in his room for
the whole month he was there last year.
He was really nice to me.
So, you, uh,
slept with Tom Jones.
- It wasn't like that. We didn't do that.
- Oh, I see.
You spent a month
sleeping with Tom Jones...
and you never had sex?
No.
Well, what exactly
did you do for Tom?
I kept him from being lonely,
like I'm gonna do for you.
We're family, Daddy. I've waited
my whole life to spend time with you.
I'm not cut out for this.
Just like that?
Look, can we just
deal with this later?
I gotta go
to work.
- Singing?
- Yeah. I'm a singer.
That's what I do for a living.
This is a karaoke bar.
Yeah, with a ton
of prize money.
Can I watch you work?
No.
Why?
Because
you wouldn't understand.
How would you
know that?
I just know it.
- You think I'm stupid?
- No.
Look, I do a solo,
that's all.
- [Coughs]
- Well, well.
Sleeping Beauty stirs.
Where am I?
Missouri. Six more states
and we're home free.
There's a layer of puke
on the side of the car...
that looks and smells
like rancid guacamole.
I told you to take some aspirin
last night, but you were,
like, totally trashed.
I've gotta get home.
You don't have a home, junior.
I bet you got a headache.
Sort of, yeah.
You alcoholics
are all the same.
I'm not an alcoholic.
I'm not.
Whatever you say.
I'm not the judge and jury.
I got my own problems.
Ooh. Do I detect a note
of interest this morning?
I told you I'd be nice to you
if you took me to California.
I tried to be nice, but you were
like permanently at half-mast,
- Like a nation in mourning.
- Listen,
I can drop you somewhere and,
you know...
I can drop you at the bus station
or the interstate.
I can drop you.
- I wanna go to California.
No, um,
I mean here, now.
I mean in
the immediate vicinity.
And what would lead you to think
We gotta paint the cab because the dildo
who's drilling your ex-girlfriend...
is gonna be
coming after his half.
He can have it
as far as I'm concerned,
but not until
we get to California.
If you think I'm gonna drive you
to California, you're delusional.
Well, it's better than crawling back
on your hands and knees...
to those two losers,
isn't it?
[Sighs]
I like the Cotton Candy Fuchsia,
don't you, Billy?
- Very daring.
- I must say, you are a connoisseur.
That is our top of the line
signature hue.
Now, is this part of
the $99 special?
Alas, quality
does not come cheap.
That is a creme de la creme
paint job...
for a creme de la creme
price.
goes for 173.99, tax included.
Okay. We'll take it,
right, Billy?
Oh, defnitely.
Excellent choice.
How'd you like to pay for that?
Cash, check,
credit card?
Uh, well, we're a little short
but I'll consider it an honor
and a privilege to suck your dick.
[Machinery Whirring]
[Rock]
- Pushing it kinda hard, ain't you?
- Then you drive.
- I told you. I don't know how.
- I'll teach ya.
- No, man!
- Come on. It's easy.
I'm sure.
I just don't wanna do it.
A guy your age doesn't know how
to drive, it's ridiculous. Ah...
[Tires Screeching]
Islands in the stream
That is what we are
No one in between
- How can we be wrong
- Oh, sh*t.
- What?
- It's duets night.
And we rely on each other
- Uh-huh
- Can you carry a tune at all?
- Oh, I do okay.
- Yeah? Back me up?
I-I don't know.
It's... It's...
- Oh, hello there.
- Hi.
- Uh, what's the money tonight?
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