Gas, Food Lodging Page #4

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You see that guy over there?

His brother is a DJ from LA.

Like a big millionaire and famous.

And he's passing through town...

and he promised me

he would ask him to DJ at the party.

Really? That's great.

This party is turning out so perfect.

Now, who else can I invite?

I'm sorry, I can't invite the whole town.

Hey, no need to explain.

A rato.

You shouldn't even be talking to that boy.

He is a cholo. Pure gangster.

You know, he's probably supporting

a baby or two...

by robbing pizza delivery men

and stealing car radios.

You don't even know him, Tanya.

He's not all that bad.

Cholos are all the same, Shade.

They deal dope.

They kill each other for fun.

They gang-rape girls and that's how

the girls are initiated into the gang.

Now, let's find me the perfect dress, okay?

So, you get your network programming...

get your cable programming,

but that's only the beginning.

This is not just entertainment.

Now you're gonna get philosophical on me?

Spare me the lecture and talk to me

in a language I can understand.

How much is it gonna cost?

Just $1,200 to be linked up

with your fellas all over the world.

I can't afford that.

A woman that works as hard as you?

You've had a tough go of it.

You know, a fella's got to admire that.

Hey, you've got some pretty brown eyes

on you, you know that?

Thanks. But I still can't afford it.

Maybe TV just ain't what you need, lady.

So, you're a DJ. Must be very interesting.

What about that liquor delivery?

Well, why don't we call again?

I'm sorry if I didn't...

do it for you.

You do it for me, Ham. It was great. Really.

It was really great. I mean it.

I can enjoy myself without...

I mean, not every time, but...

Well, I still got some ambition left.

I can make it better.

It was fine.

It really was.

I think it has to do

with getting used to a man...

getting used to his body...

position...

the size.

Oh, the size is great.

The body's great.

That just leaves position.

Okay, so it should be here? Thank you.

- They're on the way.

- Come on, baby, I won't bite.

Look, it was really nice meeting you guys...

but my parents could be home any minute,

so you should probably leave.

You guys have to go!

Get out of my house, now!

Go! Just go!

Okay, enough of this bullshit.

Let's go back inside...

You guys have to go. Out of my house!

She doesn't have to do anything with you.

Just leave her alone.

Look at the mouth on her. Let's see...

That's enough, pal!

So, where are we taking you?

The picture show?

No. I live out on Route 40.

The Lucky Clover Trailer Park.

How did you know that?

I've been trying to get the nerve up

to come and see you...

since I came back home to Laramie.

How you doing, Shady Lynne?

How's your sister, Trudi?

Is she okay?

And Nora?

Dear, sweet, pretty Nora.

How is your mamma?

John, do we have the same last name?

I'm him.

I ain't sh*t...

but I'm your old man, darling.

How was the party, honey?

I met my dad.

He's moved back?

That's the first I heard about it. When?

Look, I don't know.

I was shocked. I didn't ask him that.

Well, there are a few things

I'd like to ask him.

It's impossible.

I would have heard about it.

I mean, this is a small town.

He doesn't live in town.

He lives out near Rockhound Park.

Oh, great.

And he doesn't even bother to call us?

He just stalks us

like the coward he always was.

I knew I shouldn't have told you anything.

I mean, this whole time

I have been trying to help you find him!

Here, let me put some aloe vera on it.

No! Just leave me alone!

Don't you see? It's all your fault!

- That you burned yourself?

- No! Don't you understand?

That we don't have a family!

You just hate men!

That's what I think. You just hate them!

That's just great.

I can see him being sincere.

"Oh, my darling. Where have you been?"

Well, we've been here.

I'm looking for a Mr. John Evans.

What for? What's he done this time?

Nothing. I just...

You one of his kids?

Well, for heaven's sake, come on in.

- John?

- What?

Trudi's here.

- I'm Shade.

- Not Trudi, Shade.

Well, Shady Lynne, how are you?

Sit down.

Kim, get her some pop, honey.

- Do you want something to eat?

- No. I'm fine.

- I'll fix you a BLT.

- That will be good.

- Did you meet Kim?

- Hi, I'm Kim.

Nice to meet you.

What a surprise. Never know, do you?

John, I need to ask a favor of you.

My sister Trudi, she's away.

And it's nothing for you

to worry about or anything, but...

there's this really special nightgown

I want to buy her...

and I can pay you back. I'll work.

I'll pay you a little bit back, each week.

I can't let you pay back.

How much you need?

A lot.

About $50.

No problem.

You wait right here.

I think we better talk.

- How much you got in your purse?

- You know how much I got in my purse.

You got $23. What about the mattress?

You are not getting it out. How will we live?

- We got our own problems.

- That girl out there's my daughter.

- What about my kids?

- I'll be damned if I'm not gonna give it.

- Do you give a damn about my kids?

- That's not my problem.

Is that how it's gonna be?

Not your problem?

- Don't talk to me like that.

- Lf you get a job...

and keep it, we wouldn't live like dogs.

You are not getting in there.

John, that is my money, too!

God damn it, John! Stop it!

Go on, take it.

Are you sure it's all right?

I got the money, didn't I?

- Thank you.

- Your ma's done a great job.

I meant to come and see you all, you girls...

but the more I waited,

the harder it got to face.

Sure thought about you, though.

Not a day's gone by.

Anyway, sure glad I could help.

Is Javier here?

Oh, hey. What's up?

- I'm sorry. I woke you up.

- It's all right.

This is Shade.

This is my mom, Rocio.

What's up?

- How was the party?

- Terrible.

My friend, Tanya,

she's a really good person...

but she judges people she doesn't know.

She thinks you're dangerous.

Like what does she say?

- She says you're a cholo.

- A cholo?

She says you rob and even kill people.

So, why are you laughing?

- Stupid!

- Sh*t, I had you going!

Oh, thank you.

Watch your ears.

She can't hear the music

but she can feel the vibrations...

that loud music makes on the floor.

No, I can't dance. Really, I can't.

You should feel beautiful...

every day...

every day more beautiful...

because you are so beautiful...

and kind.

I want to kiss you a million times...

in a million different parts.

For days.

For weeks.

For months.

For years.

For life.

It was the same for both of us.

It was like we'd finally met our twin.

Can you grasp that?

Here we were, from two different worlds...

and yet, when we were alone...

together we made up the same person.

In his arms, I knew who I was.

Shade. Just Shade.

And that was more than enough.

Where did you get this guy?

He owns his own satellite dish company.

That guy?

You are good.

Oh, brother.

You come bowling much, Shade?

I'll bet you're one of those matinee junkies.

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