Hot Summer Nights Page #4

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you're not cops?

That's a good question.

A very good question.

Cops can't do that. Sit down.

Okay.

Um... Sit down?

(DEX HUMS)

What happens from here on

is something

of a trial period.

We front you some weight,

you have till Thursday,

and not a second more,

to flip it

and pay us back the principal.

Whatever you make over that,

that's yours to keep.

- That's two days.

- Mmm-hmm.

That's a sh*t f***ing deal,

man.

How much are we talkin' about?

Two pounds. Good sh*t.

Better than anything

around here.

It'll sell like, um...

Like cold cherry ice

on a hot summer night.

How about five pounds?

Think you can handle five?

That shouldn't be a problem.

But what if something happens?

What if we... What if

we're late? What then?

You've seen the movies.

Five pounds? Are you out

of your f***ing mind?

Now we're caught up

with those cocksuckers.

They're exactly

what you said we needed.

Five pounds.

- That was f***ing dumb.

- I have a plan.

What?

What is your f***ing plan?

Trust me.

- What if it doesn't work?

- It has to.

Now give me

one of them cigarettes.

(SLOW ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

BOY:
Daniel Middleton

had this crazy cousin

who lived down in Quincy.

He was sent away

at 10 years old

after lighting a squirrel

on fire

during a family cookout.

When he was a kid,

his drunk daddy

crashed the car

into a Chinese restaurant.

And he was the only survivor.

And after that, he called

himself the "Lucky Jew."

But, several years later,

somewhere outside Sioux Falls,

South Dakota...

- (GUNSHOT)

- ...that luck ran out.

But for a while,

life was good.

He knew every crook,

junkie, tweaker,

doper, gambler, hustler

and low life in South Boston.

If anyone could get rid of

five pounds of pot overnight,

it was him.

(TAYLOR LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY)

God damn, boy!

You grew up fast!

Why were you running?

Why were you running?

You were running.

Why the f*** were you running?

I have no idea!

(LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY)

- Go!

- What? Did you get it?

- Go!

- Did you get it?

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

Go!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

BOY:
It was the biggest gamble

Daniel Middleton had ever

taken. And he won.

Just let me

- do the talking, okay?

- Yep.

Shut your mouth.

Guess who did a good job?

Who?

You did, f***-up.

DANIEL:
I got Wellfleet,

Chatham,

most of Falmouth,

half of New Bedford,

my cousin down in Quincy,

my guy up in Marblehead,

if we can get Framingham,

that's...

That's 15 pounds a week.

Holy sh*t.

- F***! F***!

- F***!

- Daniel?

- Yeah, I... Just...

All right, just tell her

I'll call her back!

(ENGINE REVS)

DANIEL:
Take it for a spin?

They want more.

They want more.

They want more. Ha-ha!

They want more.

(LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY)

(KIDS SCREAMING, CHEERING)

(CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING)

So who's coming to

the beach house this weekend?

Yeah?

Oh, sounds like

a f***ing blast.

(CHUCKLES) Hey, I'm gonna go

grab some more beer

out the Beemer.

You ladies have any requests?

Something strong.

(BLAIR CHUCKLES)

He's f***in' wicked hot, Kay.

Not to mention, like,

rich as f'ing God.

He's fine.

You always do this.

You wouldn't know

Prince Charming

- if he came in your mouth.

- That's gross.

What is this creature doing?

Hey.

Hey yourself.

I was hoping you'd show up.

Guess who got lucky.

I brought you something.

I gave it a shot.

It's f***ed up.

But you're right,

it is awesome.

Well, don't kill 'em all

at once.

It's too late for that.

I'm hooked.

(FOLK ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

OKIE:
I think my tampon just

crawled up into my stomach.

BLAIR:
So who let

the clodhopper

- out of his shed?

- BOY:
Right? What?

(FOLK ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

BLAIR:
Hey, whoa, sh*t

swallower, take a step back.

GIRL 1:
Seriously?

GIRL 2:
Yeah, I know.

GIRL 1:
He's like

a really cute older man.

GIRL 2:
I don't see it.

He's married.

Okay. Well, I'm not married.

- What are you, a homewrecker?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Um... Not yet.

- Ew!

Speaking of

home-wrecking though,

did you guys hear

some random summer bird

kissed McKayla Strawberry

at the fireworks last night?

Oh, my gosh, she is so pretty.

She's a whore.

GIRL 1:
I thought she was

with that rich kid

from Connecticut.

GIRL 2:
Exactly.

Oh, my gosh, Amy, he's, like,

so staring at you right now.

GIRL 1:
He is such a fox.

GIRL 2:
Ew!

(GIRLS CONTINUE CHATTING

INDISTINCTLY)

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

GIRL 1:
Um... No.

GIRL 2:
No.

GIRL 1:
Whatever.

I'd let him take a bite.

GIRL 3:
Yuck!

I have a boyfriend.

Nah, no, you don't.

If you don't stop being

so frickin' cute,

you will soon.

You don't know

the first thing about me.

I know you like ketchup.

MAN:
Hey! Hey!

(GASPS)

Yeah, I gotta pee.

- Yo, hold on.

- (GUNSHOT ON FILM)

Nah, it's really bad.

(COUGHING)

This is the best f***ing part.

D!

F***ing p*ssy.

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE ON FILM)

Hey.

Hi, everyone.

(SIGHS) Just getting

some Gummy Bears...

Who do you think you are?

...and sour peach rings.

I'm sorry. What?

Seriously. Who the f***

do you think you are?

You think you can just

walk around and kiss girls

on the mouth

in front of their boyfriends?

On the mouth.

In front of their boyfriends.

You're lucky

all he did was punch you.

So lucky.

DANIEL:
Um, listen.

Sorry?

- No, you're not.

- OKIE:
No, you're not.

Listen, I...

I really have to pee.

You pencil-dick,

rat-faced little f***.

Why are you

still standing here?

F*** off.

Sour peach rings,

you stupid f***ing...

Sour peach rings,

you stupid f***ing...

Sour peach rings,

you stupid f***ing...

(McKAYLA CLEARS THROAT)

(BOTH GASPING)

(SLOW ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(KIDS LAUGHING, SCREAMING)

(SLOW ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

Please? Come on.

- Please?

- HUNTER:
No.

No, it's gonna be so good.

You can't give me

the puppy-dog face like that.

Whatever. Just get in.

Just get in. (GIGGLES)

(FLASHBULB POPPING)

(SLOW ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

(LAUGHS)

Oh!

Too much.

- (GIGGLES)

- I'm gonna be sick.

Ooh! Can we get one of those?

- One of what?

- One of these.

AMY:
(ECHOING) Hey. Hey...

Hey, Hunter.

Look at me.

I know something better.

(SLOW ROCK MUSIC RESUMES)

HUNTER:
Yeah,

I know where she lives.

Like, she's straightlaced,

but she's so nice that...

Thank you, Julia.

I swear. You and Amy

are, like, the only two people

in my life who really take me

- for who I am, you know?

- Yeah.

Don't lie to me.

Don't play me for a fool.

- Is that so much to ask?

- Yeah.

You were at the fireworks

the other night, right?

I hear some summer bird

walks right up

to my baby sister,

kisses her on the mouth.

Hunter, I'm...

HUNTER:
I don't know

who this kid is,

but I swear to God

I'm gonna find him.

And when I do,

I'm gonna make sure

that he can't touch my sister

ever again.

Touch any girl ever again.

What do you mean?

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, sh*t!

- I almost had you.

- F*** you!

Oh, you are

such a gullible motherf***er.

McKAYLA:
I love how it gets

after a storm.

The air gets real light.

The sky's super clear.

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