Easy Rider: The Ride Back Page #2

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Kiss my ass, huh?

A long time, bro! Ahh!

Nice ride.

Awesome, man!

I f***ing love it!

There you go.

Got a nitro kick

and a gypsy tattoo

I got a place where we can

go look at some tits. Ahh!

She flirts, spins, flexing

every Saturday night

Yee-ha!

I'm Wes... Coast

Smooth.

With the profile tires

and the Second Look bags

With a two-love bench

But just for a while

'Cause there ain't nobody

gonna cramp my style

Oh, yeah!

'Cause I'm Wes

- Hey!

- Coast

Some food. Yeah!

Smoke!

Drink! And f***!

Yee-ha!

So come on, baby

Said don't be shy

Wes Coast is in the house!

You goddamn right he is, baby!

- What'll it be, Wes?

- Whiskey, darlin'. Whiskey.

I'm Wes... Coast

Ha-ha

Here's to Mexican bike trash in the

middle of the border. Here's to it.

I didn't think I'll see

you so soon. What's up?

It's a bit

of a long story.

It all started when Pop

went to live with Shane.

Watch your step.

Okay.

Ward, Pop's here.

How you doing there,

Wild Bill?

Pop, your bedroom's

the first door on the right.

Why don't you get him

settled? I'll be right in.

You're unbelievable.

Why can't you

just be nice?

Is that so difficult?

Mm-hmm.

So this is

my prison cell, huh?

Pop, it's not

gonna be that bad.

I'm not setting one goddamn foot

on this floor till I get my flag.

You got it.

Whew.

Well, I knew Wild Bill wouldn't

like being uprooted like that.

Well, you got

that right.

She decided to come down

and pay me a visit.

And you took the bait.

Yeah.

The girl's not easy

to resist, huh?

No. Not easy at all.

Not at all.

How's she doing?

Tough read. But she sure as hell

reacted when she heard your name.

Tried like hell

not to show it though.

Yeah.

Well...

What?

How's she looking?

Well, why don't you come and

just check her out for yourself?

Yeah.

I said the things

that a young man would say

And I had more to learn

than I could imagine

'Cause something

made me feel it

Was everybody's fault

but my own

Can we try

One more time?

Yeah!

Well, I remember

how she used to look.

Ooh!

Hi, baby.

Yeah, baby, give me some

sugar. Come here, darlin'.

Get off of me,

you f***ing pig!

What's your problem, b*tch?

What are you looking at,

a**hole?

Here we f***ing go again.

Ohh!

Hit him! Yeah!

Oh!

Aw, sh*t.

- Yeah!

- Ohh!

Yeah! That bottle

gonna f*** him up! Yeah!

- Oh, man!

- Didn't break.

- Always breaks in movies.

- Time to go.

Yeah. Take it

outside, boys. Take it outside.

Sorry, baby.

Keep dancin',

baby. It's all good.

You know, man, I knew I could

count on you for some good sh*t.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

I was thinking...

I mean, with all this

and all that...

and all of this,

we could be staying in a motel

if we wanted, you know.

Hell, we could take a plane

to where we're going.

But would you trade all this

for more freedom?

But it's 150 years ago,

and those are horses.

We're sitting out here.

I was thinking

about that.

Yeah, I'd like

to take that trip.

Well, I know what you mean

about time, man.

Back then when it seemed like

there was just so much more freedom.

You know, Wyatt was about that

whenever he climbed on that motorcycle.

Put on his spurs,

he was a cowboy.

A lot of time's gone by.

Way too little to come, and

we got to be doing that, man.

We got to be doing

more of this.

Yeah, it's good to be here.

You know,

it took me a long time...

to, uh, decide to make this

ride back to see the old man.

I'm also kind of making

this ride in memory of Wyatt.

Wearing his sh*t,

riding his bike.

And that's why it's so cool

that it's happening with you,

because you've always

been one of the family.

Don't do it.

Get down. Get down.

Hey, Shane!

Come quickly! Quickly!

I didn't know what else

to do, seora.

Es loco.

It's okay.

Daddy's probably just

having one of his spells.

He's been doing this for as long as I

can remember. We just have to wake him up.

Daddy. Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

Good morning.

Yeah.

What's so good about it?

There you go.

Where's Roxette?

It's Rosa, Pop.

And I gave her a couple of days off

to be with her family in Phoenix.

With Cody in Iraq

and Ward traveling,

I thought we could spend

some quality time together.

Quality time, huh?

Yeah.

It was you that left Virgil

and me for that life of leisure,

that fancy art career,

those four houses.

When was the last time you hopped

on that fancy jet of yours...

that you fly all around

and come see us, hmm?

Not enough, Pop.

But I'm here now.

Hmm.

If you'll excuse me,

I have some things to do.

You don't need my

permission! It's your house!

In the late '70s,

Wesley Costero

became Wes Coast,

factory-sponsored

motorcycle racer.

Wes had a teammate,

Reger Reynolds,

and they were bitter rivals.

In 1980, Wes won

the world championship.

Reger was a close second.

Later that year,

he was diagnosed with cancer and

given only a few months to live.

Reger beat the cancer,

and Wes was with him every day

around the clock.

Since then,

Reger's been giving back,

and I can't wait to meet him.

Yee-ha!

Wes Coast.

Come on in!

Coryville...

I should've had you.

Saddleback.

I would've...

till I crashed on the last lap.

And the big one...

L.A. Coliseum.

That was mine. That was mine.

But no, what'd I do?

Stayed up all night,

partying like a rock star.

With those three hot chicks.

I was so f***ed up

the next morning.

I stumbled over my own balls

while trying to get on the bike.

That's the truth.

But you know what, Coast?

There is one thing

I'll always beat you at,

and that's cooking.

Hey, man.

Hope you brought your

appetite. Oh, I'm plenty hungry.

And speaking of hungry...

What you been doing to feed these

homeless people, it's just...

Thanks.

Well, I'm bummin', man.

Bummin' big time.

Traveling

kitchen ain't traveling.

Transmission's blown.

Piece of sh*t.

I don't know

what I'm gonna do.

I don't know what

I'm gonna do.

You know what?

I think maybe

I can help you with that.

Aw, man.

What the hell?

Just a little something

for the cause.

Cowboy.

How much is in here?

Oh, there's enough.

Aw, yeah!

All right,

there you go, sir.

Wow.

I love this man.

Pop, don't you

want a jacket?

No.

It's really beautiful,

isn't it?

Yeah. It ain't home,

if that's what you're asking.

I didn't say it was.

Your mama would roll over in her

grave if she knew you had me here.

I think Mama knows

I'm doing the best I know how.

That includin' holding

a man against his will?

Pop, I'm...

That's it, huh? Why don't you just

pull the trigger and get it over with?

That's enough.

That is enough

for one day.

Oh, no, baby girl.

I'm just gettin' started.

No. No, you are not.

You wanna know why not?

I'll tell you why.

Because your beloved Virgil,

your favorite son,

he couldn't deal

with you anymore, Pop.

He couldn't

handle you.

I'm the only one

that would have you.

So you wanna sit here and just

be all angry and mad at the world,

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