In the Radiant City Page #2

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You know where you're going?

- Yup.

- Okay.

It's just... you're

not from here.

Really?

I'd have seen you around.

I guess you're right.

Okay.

You're definitely

not the city boy.

I can figure that much.

I usually drive

a lot faster than this.

In case you're wondering.

Nice try.

- What?

- Changing the subject.

You're talking to a pro.

I do it with my mum

all the time.

Where does mommy think

you are tonight?

She doesn't think anything.

Uh... if she saw you walk out

of the house dressed like that

you can be sure as sh*t

she's thinking something.

Hmm, like what?

Like, where's the rest

of her skirt?

It's not that short.

"Growing out of her clothes

so quickly.

I don't know what's going on?"

"Buy some one day,

next day she can't fit in it."

Hey!

You not walking home

tonight, are you?

Hmm, that's sweet.

Come on.

I'll be fine, thank you.

I wasn't offering

to give you a ride.

Oh, good.

Thank you then.

Get the beer from here.

Let me pull up a little bit.

I got it. I'm fine.

Thanks for the ride.

No problem.

Did you wanna come?

That's sweet.

Right.

Listen, um...

- Uh... b-b-Beth...

- Beth.

Beth...

I'm staying at the town motel.

And I'm not saying you can't take

care of yourself or anything but...

If you need a ride

home tonight or...

I don't know.

You know...

Thanks, uh...

Andrew.

And I know you don't

mean, you know...

Bye.

Stop...

No, I can't...

Jesus, f***!

Oh, wait...

Move up, up. Up!

F***ing tease c*nt!

That f***ing hurt.

Just chill, will you?

You're leaving?

What the f*** did you expect?

Damn.

I thought I would have won.

What do you mean?

Don't act like you don't know.

We had a pool going.

Whoever gets there first.

Everyone wants to know

what you're like.

You're crazy, right?

White and scrunchy...

- Golden hair...

- I can't be...

Runs in the family, huh?

Get the f*** off me!

Why you got to be such a b*tch!

You a**hole.

Come on, Beth,

I'm just f***ing with you.

Jesus!

Beth, what's up? Beth!

F***ing crazy b*tch!

You're f***ing f***ed up!

F*** you!

What a surprise!

Can you open the door?

What happened?

What happened?

Which one's Corey?

Who's Corey?

Are you cor?

You f***ing Corey?

Who the f*** are you?

You f***ing touch her again, I'll

f***ing kill you, you understand me?

F***...

What happened?

What did you do?

Where do you live?

I can't go home.

My mom thinks I'm at Jodie's.

Well, what then?

Here.

You hungry?

I'm okay.

Hmm. Vending machine works.

Not much in there but...

If you change your mind,

or whatever...

Something.

Your hand's still bleeding.

Just a little bit.

This is the warmest jacket

I've ever worn.

Feel like a duck.

And it smells nice.

Like salt and Clay.

Like you went

somewhere in the ocean.

I work on boats.

Really?

Tell me.

On the south in the pacific.

When you're out that far,

the ocean kinda

makes its own weather.

Sometimes even

its washovers

raining down,

water on all sides.

Sounds beautiful.

It's scary.

That could be beautiful.

When did you leave home?

Long time now.

It's been a while.

So it's nice.

No.

Besides, you'd be missed.

I bet not.

Don't say that.

You don't know.

I know enough.

You're not even there.

I'm about as important

as that couch.

Couches are very important.

Everybody needs a couch.

What about you?

What?

Do you think you're missed?

I grew up right around

barbel street.

Little house.

Normal family.

I had a brother.

Have.

I have a brother.

And he did this thing...

Do you remember that little boy

who got murdered years back?

I testified about

what my brother did.

And they put him away

for a real long time.

Life.

And my family,

my sister,

she didn't take it real well.

She didn't take it real well.

She had a lot to say about that.

So I left.

And I haven't been back since.

So you tell me,

am I missed?

Guess he's got a chance

to get out early.

He needs my help.

Or his lawyer does.

So...

All I got to do is put my hand on a Bible

and say, "yes, sir." Or "no, sir."

And it'll be good, right?

I'm sorry.

Mom.

Hi, there, sugar.

Hi.

Time for bed.

Come on, mom.

Just getting to closing

my eyes for a second,

- and I'm out.

- Mm-hmm.

I'm all right.

- Oh, no...

- All right.

Oh.

Oh.

Ah.

All right?

- Yeah.

- Mm-hmm.

God.

Okay.

Want me to help you get

under the covers?

No, I'm fine.

You want to change into

bed clothes or anything?

No...

Huh?

- Hey!

- Sorry.

Oh.

- Good night.

- Good night.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I'm just tired, mom.

All right, good night, sugar.

Excuse me.

Uh...

Hey!

Where the hell have you been?

You stop right now, young lady,

I'm talking to you.

I want to know where you were.

You tell me right now!

I'm not telling you sh*t!

- Sh*t!

- F*** off!

You put that cigarette out,

you are fifteen years old.

You want to know

where I've been.

Can you get me some water?

I was with a man.

All night.

In his motel room.

- That's not funny.

- It's true.

Laura, water!

He's older, and he buys me

cigarettes and beer.

Mom!

We have lots and lots of sex.

You're disgusting.

Me? I'm disgusting?

Look at you.

You're f***ing pathetic.

Don't you talk to me that way!

All alone, and a liar...

You're grounded, you are

going nowhere for a month!

- No, I'm not.

- Yes, you are!

Or what?

You're gonna kick me out?

Disown me,

pretend I don't exist?

It's easy, right?

I know you've done it before.

All right, do whatever

the f*** you want.

I give up!

- Good.

- Good!

Yeah?

I will see you at nine.

Yes, Sherri, I will

wear something sexy.

Okay!

Bye.

Hello.

Who is this?

Andrew?

Mornin'.

Mornin'.

You slept on the sofa.

Long night.

You shouldn't

get out of bed by yourself.

You're gonna fall.

I should just

lay in there all day?

Why, you free to help me?

Didn't know if you were home.

I'll get your water.

You started

with the drinking again.

I hear them jangling

in your purse.

You're one to talk.

Hi, miss Yurley.

Is this a bad time?

Yeah.

- I mean...

- -Who is it?

It's the lawyer.

I'm sorry, I should have called.

Mom, you remember

Mr. Gonzalez.

Meet you out back.

You sure we shouldn't include

your mother in this?

I don't want to upset her.

What's this?

I filed for another continuance.

I wanted to buy some time

with Andrew but...

It's a no.

And the hearing's is day

after tomorrow, as scheduled.

This is the plan from the

beginning, so what is the matter?

You know for sure that having him

there would give us what we want.

I know. For sure.

We would be presenting the best

case possible with him involved.

Then fix it already.

Do your job.

It is your job.

Right? Not mine.

That's exactly what

I've been trying to do,

but you are not cooperating

one bit...

Yeah, cooperating!

Cooperating?

Tell me how can I

cooperate with you?

You want me to go and beg?

Hands and knees?

- I didn't say that.

- Sounds like it.

Well...

So what if I'm saying that?

So what?

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