Heaven Knows What Page #7

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No.

Hey, miss.

- Having a good night?

- So far, so good.

You need help with anything?

Um, how much for these?

- Those go for $6.99.

- F***. Shut up.

Okay, they're something

like $10 at Duane Reade.

- Yo, but, aw.

- Something nice.

Oh, sh*t.

Nigel.

Hey, Nigel, are you there?

Oh, sh*t.

So you guys got too many toothbrushes.

Oh, f***.

Excuse me.

Sir.

Excuse me, sir.

I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

I didn't do anything yet.

I haven't done anything.

I'm just looking at something.

I'm just looking.

Okay, okay, I'll leave.

I'll leave in a minute.

I just... I need to find.

Here, maybe you can help. There you go.

I need to find...

My teeth are very sensitive.

I need to find a very

sensitive toothpaste,

because my teeth are um, they're...

No, no, no, no, no,

what is that, Pro-enamel?

Yo, f***ing, get the sh*t.

- Get your sh*t, get your sh*t.

- All right, I'm coming.

One more thing. One more thing.

One more thing.

- I'm f***ing out of here.

- Wait.

- Hurry up.

- I'm coming. Yo.

Gee, what the f*** did you say?

Did you tell them you saw a rat in there?

Is it food?

- Hurry up.

- Just chill the f*** out.

Get the sh*t. Come on.

- I'm coming, yo.

- Come on.

F*** them, man.

Yo.

You need energy drinks?

We got 5-hour and Red Bull for a buck.

How many you got?

We got a lot, man. Like, we got packs.

- 500.

- 500, what?

Here.

- Whoa. Got it?

- It's breaking.

Fourteen.

Twenty-one, twenty-two.

Oh, come on grab it.

It's still 28.

- Thirty.

- Right.

- Is it 34?

- Yeah.

Yeah, there's two more of these.

That's it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, bro, so come on.

These bunnies are kind of, like,

f***ed up though, yo, because, like,

they got two ears, but, like,

honestly I just see, like,

one f***ing, like, boner

from the f***ing head.

Not suitable for children

under three years of age.

Well, I mean like...

Honestly the only person

I want to give this to

is under three years of age.

I love this f***ing lights though, yo.

All right, let's get out of here.

Come on, let's go.

Why you laughing?

Well, seriously why you laughing?

- Oh, sh*t.

- Stop laughing.

Stop, stop. Jesus stop laughing.

Stop laughing, get your sh*t.

- It's funny.

- Hang on, hang on.

- What the f*** is that?

- F***.

- It's Mike?

- Yeah.

Yo, dude. What the f***.

Ilya.

F***. A**hole.

That's funny!

That's fun.

Ilya, dearest.

At first you were a prince.

You were peaceful,

and to me you were

the sweetest boy in the world.

You had patience and there

was an elegance about you.

You gave me many gifts,

and by that I mean you

introduced me to many things,

worlds I had no idea existed,

a sweeter side within myself,

one that I never knew was there,

and also of course a darker side,

but even with that darkness

that comes with knowing you,

being with you,

in the end, I need you.

You enabled me to grow as a person.

Everything that I am today,

came from you.

Sorry, y'all.

- Hey.

- What's up?

Yo, put that sh*t away,

what the f*** you doing, yo?

You don't see all the cameras out here?

They're above you.

F***ers are ringing my bell too, man,

- Thanks for coming out for us.

- ...at this time?

Yeah, sorry about that.

Hey, you think you can

do it for 80 again?

- You f***ing crazy?

- Yo, it's a hundred.

Oh, come on, man,

you did it for 80 the other time.

Naw, man. Yo, see what time it is?

It's a hundred now.

Oh, seriously, seriously

we feel bad, we feel bad.

No, I don't f***ing care, y'all.

You got me out of bed and everything.

We don't have 100, yo.

- That's all you got?

- Yeah, we got 90. We got 90.

All right, give it to me.

Well, thank you. Seriously, man.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

You don't even have to count it.

Take this.

Now get the f*** out of here.

Tommy, thank you. Tommy, thank you.

- Shut the f*** up, man.

- Come on, babe.

I'm coming, baby, I'm coming.

What the f***?

I love you, baby.

I love you too.

We're trying to get to Florida.

You got your ticket already?

No, no, no, we ain't got nothing yet.

This Greyhound's closed,

but go the Trailways,

they'll do the ticket there.

- Where is the Trailways?

- Right next to it.

Keep going. Keep going.

Uh-uh. No, no, no.

- No, no, no, no.

- What?

Switch... just sit on this side.

F***ing, god damn it.

Yo, I want to get off.

Sir, you can't be up here

while the bus is moving.

You got to return to your seat.

I want to get off here. Now.

Where are you going?

- Headed north.

- Yeah, come on.

No. No, no, I'm with you. I'm with you.

Go ahead.

No, go ahead.

Ah, f***.

Ilya.

Ilya, is that you?

I'm sorry.

Did you see a guy with long brown hair?

Blue eyes?

Excuse me, sir.

I was sitting right here

with my boyfriend.

You don't know what I'm talking about?

Do you know what happened to the guy

with blue eyes, long dark hair?

Sir, I was wondering if you could tell me

where my boyfriend got off the bus?

I have no idea.

Well, I need to get off the bus.

Can you please pullover?

No, I can't let you off on the shoulder,

it's against company policy.

Then I'm gonna break the f***ing

door down if you don't pull over.

- You got to f***ing pull over.

- Miss, go back to your seat.

- You can't be up here.

- Where's my f***ing boyfriend?

- Break this f***ing...

- Miss, you can't be up here.

Pull the f*** over.

Ma'am, return to your seat, please.

- Pull the f*** over.

- You can't be up here

while the bus is moving.

- Ma'am...

- Pull over.

Go back to your seat.

Sir, just pull the f***ing bus over.

It's a safety issue,

you can't be up here.

I'm not even joking.

Nobody's seen him?

You guys haven't f***ing seen him?

Nobody's f***ing seen

this one person who's left the bus?

F***. F***.

Sh*t. Motherfuckers.

F***. Sh*t.

Pull the f***ing bus over.

Come on, sweetheart. Let's go.

Oh, now you want me to get off the bus?

Don't f***ing touch me.

Are you're f***ing kidding me?

Get the f***...

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Get off me. Get the f*** off me.

You can't touch me like this.

Get the f*** off me.

I'm not getting off.

I'm not getting off this f***ing bus.

F***!

Look what you did to my f***ing wrists.

You little f***!

I'm gonna f***ing kill you!

Hey!

Someone stop, please.

Hey!

Hey.

Please, I just need

a little bit of help.

Can somebody come help?

Please, just help me.

Somebody please tell me what's going on.

Help me.

Please, help me, please.

I'm not gonna bust you down.

You're not going to demand sh*t from me.

And he's f***ing...

he's f***ing demanding my cigarette

and I'm like, listen, bro,

I am not in the f***ing mood.

I am not in the mood

for this sh*t right now.

Just leave me alone, walk away, bro.

Leave me alone.

He's like, yo, who you talking

to like that, son,

who you talking to like that?

He's getting all ghetto with me and sh*t,

put my left hand around his throat,

I'm choking him and I f***ing...

take my f***ing right hand,

and I just started pounding it out,

bang, bang, bang.

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