Foxes Page #7
- R
- Year:
- 1980
- 106 min
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Back in this place my dad used to take me,
when he was into the outdoors.
Some ranch, really, in the Sierras.
Bunch of stoner types, real spiritual heads,
always in some full lotus
squatting their way to a
new head or something.
And this is really bullshit 'cause
there are all these rock-n-rollers
making lots of real heavy money
and they're om-ing up in the hills.
And I said, there's pain
in this rooster's head.
And they go, "Too much maya, man.
Too much maya".
Like pain's an illusion.
Like it isn't even real.
Christ. Illusion, right?
I wanted to laugh. It was...
It was like some church for these guys
sitting under these trees, you know?
I did something really gross.
My dad got so pissed.
I let this guy's tea...
Accidentally, right, this whole hot cup
of hot tea fall down this guy's leg.
He's sitting there
screaming and yelling.
He said he wasn't mad at me, but it
was a really stupid b*tch thing to do.
Boy. He stopped talking
about pain being an illusion.
What are you thinking about?
About Annie.
What about Annie?
Just about Annie.
I guess it's too late
to go back to work.
It's no problem.
Sorry.
Was there angel dust in those joints?
No.
Sure you're not lying?
- Would I lie to you?
- Yeah.
I just, I can't handle it.
Angel dust, I mean.
Is that your phone ringing?
Nah, forget it.
Yeah.
Hello?
Annie. How are you?
Well, they let you phone from there?
Brad's here, I'll let you
talk to him in a minute.
What? Wait a minute! Where are you?
You're where?
Annie! Annie!
- Let's go. That's Annie.
- How is she?
She's loaded.
Jesus.
Come on, baby. You ready to leave?
- We're having a party.
- Doctor says no more parties, okay?
- Get me home.
- Okay.
- Excuse me.
- What did he say?
- "Excuse me."
- Why? What did he do?
Jimmy, what is this pile of sh*t?
Shootout.
- Your neck's bleeding.
- My neck!
I was so pissed I just walked out.
Right in the middle of visitors' hour.
With this girl's parents,
like I was the sister.
They gave me all this prescription
dope at the hospital.
What a trip, man.
Remember that? Jack Nicholson.
What a trip, man.
Can we sit down?
No. Look, would you
just walk off these pills?
'Cause otherwise you're gonna
end up going into a coma.
Was I happy to see you!
You were beautiful.
- You lie.
- You were my hero!
I saw you coming and I said,
"Hero, take me home".
You did not.
I was thinking it.
Yeah? You should've called, you know?
I did. I called forever!
I thought you'd be happy to see me.
- You got a lude?
- No, he doesn't.
You gonna be a total drag?
I just shined one mother,
I don't need another.
Okay, so you got a couple of
low characters for parents
and you think they can just f*** all.
Well, I can understand that.
But if you're just gonna get loaded
all the time and shine everybody,
well, shine you!
'Cause it's not working anymore!
Shine you, if that's how you feel!
I'm going to Oregon.
- Oregon?
- Bert's up there.
Another dirthead.
He's measuring trees.
Look, I'm living alone right now.
My mom moved out.
I don't know what the hell she's doing with
her life, but that's her business, okay?
I'm willing to take you on
for a couple of weeks
but not if you're just gonna go out and
get loaded all the time! You understand?
I'm going to Oregon.
You can't even walk with one
foot in front of the other!
Come on now, Annie.
Annie! Annie!
Annie!
Listen to me!
I'm getting real pissed! Stop!
Listen to me, god damn it! Listen to me!
If you're gonna stay with me,
you gotta go by the rules!
And the rules are we're gonna get
through this f***ing high school!
We're gonna pay back Jay and get
jobs and a bunch of sh*t like that!
And if you don't like that,
that's just tough sh*t!
'Cause that's the way life is and
you better learn to eat a little!
And I'm not coming back for you
every time you goddamn blow it!
You know, no one can
take a joke anymore.
- It's my dad!
- No, it's a patrol car, Annie.
Annie! Annie, stay there.
Don't go far, okay?
- I want some ID.
- What for?
You're after curfew, this is a private
road and because I want it. You, too.
You're going home. We don't
want to see you up here again.
We've got your names.
Annie! Annie, where are you?
Was that my dad?
They're gone, Annie! They're all gone!
Where are you?
Here.
Where the f*** is she?
Hey, turkey! Here!
Come on!
Did you see that?
Oh, sh*t!
Get the guy! Try and get him!
Let him drive!
in a spot if I just call her.
Like it's really stupid if I love her.
She keeps on saying, "You must be high".
Isn't that the rat's ass?
High? Just because I love her?
"That's the rules," she said.
I can't come over or see her
or anything if I'm high.
Oh, man. I just love her.
That's not high, huh?
No.
I've been in my car for three days now.
For real?
Well, you know, I stop to eat.
God, you're really bent up.
You girls think it's a joke
or something, being in love.
Are you sure we're going
to North Hollywood?
Well, actually, I was
going to Santa Monica.
But I thought you might
want to go with me.
Thanks, man. But I really
gotta get to North Hollywood.
You know, I'm not like the rest of those
guys that are disrespectful to girls.
You better let me out.
Okay.
Thanks a lot, really.
Here, you want a pill?
Jeanie, be there!
Annie! Annie!
Annie!
Disappointed?
I know you wanted a place of your own.
It's okay, Mom. We sort of had one.
Sam wants me, it's not that.
He'd like me to stay.
What happened?
I couldn't move my robe in there.
The place was too nice for my robe.
Annie's left the hospital and
we don't know where she is.
She'll be back.
I don't know.
You want a ride?
Are you going to North Hollywood?
Are we going to North Hollywood?
Yeah. Let's go to North Hollywood.
- Sure you're going that way?
- Sure.
Hi.
I'm Daryl.
This is my wife, Bert.
Yeah?
You think that's a strange name?
It's strange.
Here. Hold this.
Hey, watch your driving.
Grab onto that.
Here, grab the wheel.
You guys are weird.
Did you hear that?
Come on. Why are you so uptight?
We like you.
Why don't you relax?
- I gotta get to Jeanie's.
- Who's Jeanie?
Come on, relax.
The beast with five fingers.
- Wanna turn up the IV's?
- Don't.
Those are Jeanie's pants.
- Now, it's okay.
- Pressures dropped.
Pressure's dropping.
She's going out of it here.
- Turn up the IV.
- All right.
Take it easy. Take it easy.
It'll be okay.
Slow that down, good.
That's good. That's good.
She's spitting up blood.
We've lost her.
We gotta wake up Annie.
You sure piss me off sometimes, Annie.
I can't go on without you all!
- How does it feel, married woman?
- I'm terrified!
- You hear that?
- Good-bye!
Goodbye! Dad!
Here you go!
I'll come out later, okay?
Where're you going?
We've got to go over to Stan's.
It's some real heavy family stuff.
Otherwise I'd go with you now, you know?
- Really.
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