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Highway Page #6
- R
- Year:
- 2002
- 97 min
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alligator dick?
You like to suck it?
Yo, Shanks, who is this
strong, silent type, huh?
Is this Clint Eastwood?
No, man, I think
that's Steve McQueen!
I think you're
both wrong.
This is Jack Hayes,
the God of F***.
The God of F***?
Is that what they call you?
The God of F***?
Tell me something.
Do you like
to get f***ed?
Sorry about that, Clint.
Hey, Shanks,
check this out!
Hey, you OK?
I'm all right.
Hey, Shanks...
welcome to the human race,
motherf***er!
Come here...
I'm all right.
Leave you guys alone
for a couple hours...
and the action just pours
like silver, doesn't it?
Whoa.
I can't tell you
what a pleasure it was...
to meet you guys.
You take care.
Pilot!
All right, Des?
Pilot, let's go!
just like Miranda's Pandas.
The same type of dudes.
It was f***ed.
I don't know,
it's like the world's
divided into two groups:
Pandas and Alligator Boys.
How much did
you give her?
Not much.
Come on, Pilot,
how much?
Just a bit-
I'm not a rich guy.
Just a bit.
'A bit?'
And what is a bit?
Don't be so nosy, Jack.
Don't be such a f***ing
p*ssy, Pilot.
Just tell me how much.
Just a bit, all right?
The kid's dying.
I gave them a bit.
No f***ing way!
-Pop quiz. -Go!
Number of possible
highways and byways...
in this fair nation
that we could be on.
A gazillion!
Number of possible
highways and byways...
in this fair nation...
that Miranda's Pandas
could be on?
A zillion!
Possible conclusion
that could be drawn...
from them being on...
this very same highway,
byway as us?
Start getting used
to loose slippers.
Perfect score.
Gold star.
Anyone care
to fill me in?
Now we're on the run.
I thought you were going
to Seattle for the scene.
Yeah, we thought we'd combine
checking out the scene...
with a little flight
to safety, right, Pi?
Right.
You want to check
the maps?
This doesn't
change anything.
We check out the place,
and then we split.
So, you still want
to go to Seattle.
Yeah, dude,
it'll be all right.
I mean,
it's a huge place.
Bro, if it's
so f***ing huge...
then how the f*** are
you going to find Amy Carnes?
How do you know
about that?
How do you know
about that, dude?
F***ing dick.
What? Did Fox tell you?
Dude, I heard you
telling him.
What are
you talking about?
This whole thing...
was that so Pilot could...
chase after
some fantasy girl.
Dude, we macked!
Oh, God...
these guys are cool!
They're going to Seattle!
And they're tripping
to the tits!
What exactly
are you on the run from?
Why don't you tell
her, Jack?
Tell her, Jack!
I will.
I f***ed a guy's wife...
and now he wants
to break my feet.
And Pilot doesn't
seem to give a sh*t!
Why you getting
so bent?
We had to leave,
what's it matter where?
-You're joking, right?
-No!
-No!
-You're joking!
That's sort
of pathetic, Pilot!
What is?
As if it's any of
your business.
He's your best friend,
and he's in trouble...
and you drag him
up here on a lie.
I don't know,
that's sort of pathetic...
in my book.
In your book?
Yep.
What's the title
of that book?
Is it called,
'Give me 100 bucks...
and I'll suck
your dick?'
Because I think
I read that one...
and it was, it was,
ooh, lurid!
Are you
kidding me, Pilot?
Look at yourself!
You're a drug dealer!
Settle down
with that, Yoko.
No, you settle down, Johnny.
You are no better
than them.
In fact, you're worse.
You're old.
Time out.
What happened to the hooker
with the heart of gold?
Didn't you read
that chapter?
You know, maybe
I am a drug dealer,
but I'll tell you
this much,
when I tell
my grandkiddies stories...
about my misspent youth...
I won't have to
include the fact...
that I spread them wide
for any jake...
with a fistful
of fifties!
That I saw
more strange dick...
than a draft board
doctor.
Jack.
That I could be sold,
rolled, and cornholed...
for a negotiable price.
Congratulations.
You just became
the Sir Edmund Hillary...
of a**holes.
You climbed the highest
mountain, Pilot.
There's five good ones.
Whatever, right?
Yeah.
Whatever.
Hey, are you
coming or not, man?
Come on, Johnny.
What about Mom and Dad?
Get in.
But today, it is
heightened by a sense of loss.
Pilot, this is Gold...
a beautiful boy
who don't say...
Hey, Pilot! Pilot!
Come on.
You know, Skynyrd,
now that was a tragedy.
Duane Allman, tragedy...
this is a f***ing blip,
you know?
Can I help you, bro?
I'm looking for
Amy Carnes.
She's at the vigil
with the rest of them.
No, dude, what was
that guy's name in AC/DC?
Hey! Nice arachnid, man.
No, no, the first guy.
No, that was the guy
that took his place.
Do you believe that guy?
Do you believe that guy?
Do you believe
that f***ing guy?
Still wants
to go up there.
He didn't give
a sh*t about me.
was so he could go...
and find
Amy F***ing Carnes.
What an a**hole!
Amy.
Yeah.
Hey, yo, it's me.
It's Pilot.
That's your name?
Yeah, from
McKinley High.
I went to McKinley.
When did you graduate?
Oh, you...it's probably
because of this-
you don't recognize me
because of the spider.
You, uh...
you know,
rage all night.
'Sweet Child of Mine.'
Isn't it so sad about Kurt?
Hold my hand.
You guys, this is Pirate.
No, it's Pilot.
Shh...let's listen.
It's Pilot.
Pilot!
Pilot!
Jack! Jack!
Jack! Jack!
Pilot!
Jack! Jack!
No!
F***! F***!
Jack, Jack, Jack.
Give it up, baby.
Cassie!
You're embarrassing
yourself, baby.
Do you know
what that means?
The game is over!
F*** you up two times!
Come on!
That's what it's about!
Let's go! Come on!
Get down here!
Watch this!
Watch this!
Watch it!
I'm sorry.
Watch it!
Jack!
Jack!
Jack!
Next time keep it
in your pants, Hayes...
or we'll break that, too.
We'll call 91 1
from the car.
Hope you have
insurance, Jack.
Adios, motherf***er.
Hey.
Hey.
How are you doing?
I've been better.
How about you?
OK.
Oh, that was kind of
unreal, wasn't it?
Totally f***ing gothic.
A grade-B horror flick.
Only thing f***ing missing
is f***ing Christopher Lee...
Peter Cushing,
and John F***ing Carradine.
What's wrong with him?
I think he's
having re-entry problems.
Hey, kiddies.
Ooh, Jack Hayes,
you're awake.
How you feeling,
brother?
Hey, man,
I'm all right.
Jack...
Forget it.
Hey...
did you find her?
Pilot.
I'm sorry, man.
Hey, man.
It's OK.
Hey...
Who the hell needs
feet anyway?
I got to
get out of here.
What?
Yeah, I got to get back.
I got a girl in Vegas.
You feeling ready
for her?
Kind of miss her.
Can I take the Monte?
Keep it.
Maybe
you shouldn't drive.
Oh, please.
You guys are gonna hang?
Yeah.
I think we're gonna
hang for a while.
I like it.
Hit the road,
flee for your life.
Meet a doll who's got
'once in a lifetime'
and 'girl of my dreams'
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