Grand Canyon Page #8

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I don't know.

They almost smoked me!

See a n*gger

run around here,

they smoke you,

ask questions later.

I ain't staying here,

I'll tell you that.

I ain't f***ing staying!

What's next?

Nothing. I'm quitting.

Tell me.

This is intolerable.

I can't do this anymore.

It's sick.

I need to go on.

Don't act like

you're not relieved.

I know you are.

I don't want you to go.

You know

what your trouble is?

You just never want

to be the bad guy.

You want everything you do

to be O.K.,

but it isn't.

If you didn't want this

to happen,

then you shouldn't have

f***ed me.

I'm sorry. I think

I've said that before.

But you didn't mean it.

You aren't really sorry

it happened, are you?

Are you?

You've denied me

in every way you can.

Everything I've wanted,

you've denied me.

I've been honest

with you all along.

Even that night.

Who gives a sh*t?

Don't you see

what you do?

Even now you deny me

what's rightfully mine.

Which is?

To resent the hell

out of you,

to feel totally rejected

and hated.

To hate you

for doing it to me.

There are a lot

of good men out there

who'll treat me like I'm

the very thing they want.

And then you do

that thing with Jane.

What?

You know,

with that guy?

That tow truck guy?

What's that got to do

with anything?

You don't even know,

do you?

You don't even know why

that hurts me so much.

Jane's in love.

She thinks he's the one.

Is that bad? I thought

she's your friend.

She is my friend.

I'm very happy for her,

but it makes me

feel like sh*t

that you're finding her

the love of her life

and I'm here like, what?

I'm here like sh*t.

How do you think that's

going to make me feel?

Dee, look, I understand

you're angry with me,

but why...

Forget it.

It doesn't have

to make sense.

I'll stay for two weeks,

but you better find

somebody else.

Is Otis coming home

tonight, Mama?

No, baby.

I told you.

When will we

see him again?

I don't know,

honey.

Ha ha!

Yeah.

I just feel like

I'd really like to work

for a woman lawyer

this time.

I never have.

It might be a good thing.

I'm not sure you'd

find it much different,

but, frankly,

with your qualifications

and experience,

I have no desire

to discourage you.

I am curious though.

Your former employer

has written you

the most glorious

recommendation.

Why did you decide

to leave him?

Hey, Otis.

Hey, what's the matter?

You O.K.?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Hey...

you're...

you're hurt, boy.

It ain't my blood.

What happened?

Hey, what happened?

I seen some bad sh*t,

Simon.

O.K.

O.K., O.K., O.K.

O.K.

We have a three-car

collision to report

on the Santa Monica Freeway

east of National.

Only one lane is open.

And, Ted, the surface streets

are no picnic, either.

/t is a jungle down there.

And I realized it wasn't

both you and Mom

who were always saying

how glad you were

you didn't have

little kids anymore.

It was just you.

Mom never really

said that.

Which way are you

going to turn?

Right.

So what do you

want to do now?

Get in the right lane.

No!

Whoa!

Roberto, you can't just go

because you want to!

L... I messed up.

Make sure it's clear.

I messed up.

Better to go 10 blocks

out of your way

than try to get over

when it's impossible.

Watch this guy getting

out of his car here.

Slow down. Slow, slow.

Slow!

When I say stop,

you've got to stop.

You didn't say stop.

You told me

to slow down.

It won't matter

if you hit another car,

but you can't hit a person.

That's the most

important thing.

People are such a**holes.

You got to watch out

for the dumbest stuff.

Just watch...

Just watch the road.

So why should I

tell Mom

she's crazy

to want this baby?

I don't want her telling

me my stuff is crazy.

Maybe it's

not so crazy.

It's her life.

And mine.

And yours,

too, I guess,

although she's

going to be

the one most involved.

Believe me it affects

us both, a lot.

Let's concentrate

on what we're doing.

What now?

Um, I'm going

to take a left.

Really?

It's, uh...

kind of busy here,

isn't it?

Dad, I've got to

learn how to do it.

You're right.

Left turn signal.

Left turn signal.

Done.

O.K. This is good.

Right here.

Perfect.

If you only had

one life to live...

which you do...

And you really wanted

to do something

and Mom said

you couldn't,

how would that

make you feel?

Let's just think

about this turn.

All right.

What are you

watching for?

The light.

And? What's the most

important thing?

Don't hit a person.

No, I mean here.

Don't f*** around.

This is no joke.

Sorry.

Um, the most important

thing is that...

that those cars

have really stopped.

Right. Because?

Because some idiot

is always liable

to run a red light.

Good. What else

are you looking for?

Um... those cars

in the cross streets.

Good.

The light's

going to change.

This is good.

Wait.

Wait.

Not yet.

O.K.

They're stopping.

Go ahead.

Stop!

You idiot!

F*** you!

Whoa!

A**hole!

This guy's letting us in.

Go, go, go.

When I tell you, you'll

be able to get over.

We'll pull over here.

O.K., go now.

Just pull it right over.

Y- Y-Y-Yes.

Sh*t.

That guy was a cretin.

It's so crazy out there,

you got to react really fast.

If you're going, you've only

got a split second to do it.

Otherwise the cross traffic

will whack you.

Sorry, Dad.

Hey, this is

difficult stuff.

Making a left turn

in L.A.

Is one of the harder things

you'll learn in life.

That guy was

almost in your lap.

Heh heh heh.

This town stinks.

Do you want to drive?

Hell, no.

I'm too shook up.

Let's get out of here.

So I guess we're going

to get this baby, huh?

Hello.

What?

We've got no Feiruz here.

You've got the wrong number.

Oh, really?

Well, f*** you also.

Who?

Feiruz. You know him?

My heart is pounding.

Ahh...

Come here.

It's O.K.

Hmm.

Everything seems

so close together.

Hmm?

All the good and bad

things in the world.

Everything.

I feel it in myself even.

And in us...

our marriage.

I love you, Claire.

I like living my life

with you.

Do you?

'Cause I love you

so much, Mack.

Ohh...

Drive me over

to the stage.

My car's

over by your office.

You can

take the cart back.

I got to get back

downtown.

Relax. No one's

going to get deported

while you drive me

to stage 20.

We spent the whole lunch

discussing your marriage

to Vanessa.

I didn't congratulate

you on the new direction

your career has taken.

On the what?

Claire told me.

You know, the violence

in your movies.

She was so pleased.

Oh, that!

Oh, f*** that.

What?

That's over.

I must have been delirious

for a few weeks there.

Hi, Tim. How are you?

Man, I don't want to be

the one to tell Claire

you changed your mind.

Changed nothing.

I regained my senses.

I was talking

like a moron.

Down here and go left.

What happened?

Nothing happened.

It never happened.

Look, Mack,

I'm an artist.

Now, go ahead and laugh,

because everybody does.

Nobody in this town

will admit

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