Jacknife Page #3

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Sometimes.

How about Saturday?

Sure.

Martha? It's up ahead.

Hey, Bob.

We were some trio. | Bobby, your brother and me.

They said I was the lucky one.

Yeah, I ain't fooling. They used to | say 'Lucky Megs'. 'Lucky Megs'.

Yeah, that all sort of ended | when we lost old Bobby.

You wouldn't have liked me too | much when I got home. I was crazy.

I was getting into fights. | Dumb ones.

Getting the piss kicked out | of me, five against one.

It was not a nice time.

All what it all | got down to is...

Well...

one night, I was lying around, | contemplating the ceiling rafters...

and...

don't laugh or anything...

I prayed.

I felt better.

What was done was done, you know? | I couldn't change it, but...

for some reason we | lost old Bobby, and...

it was up to me to make that | reason a good one, cause...

cause Bobby, he deserved it.

Right, Bobby?

Sir, your change!

Martha.

Becoming quite the social | butterfly, aren't we, sis?

Fishing trips, dinner dates.

Or was that another | parents' meeting?

- That guy was a truck driver! | - So are you, David!

He's crazy!

He was crazy before I knew him | and Nam made him even crazier!

He's spent more time in the can on | assault charges than you could believe!

Look, you want to go out | with someone? I'll set you up.

Plenty of guys owe me favors. | It'll be no problem.

- F*** you, David! | - What did I say?

What do you care anyway? What is | this sudden interest in who I see?

- You're my sister. | - I thought I was your housekeeper.

Do you know I can't even remember | the last time I heard you say...

'Hey, Martha. Hey, how was | your day, kid?' Or...

or, 'I'd been invited to a party. | Why don't you come along?'

- I don't go to parties. | - That's not the point. You know it!

All right, all right. I'll take | more interest from now on.

We'll go to a movie. | How's that sound?

Martha! Martha! | He's bad news! He is!

Oh, f*** it!

Is it really so bad around here?

No, it's not so bad.

I love this place.

Every good memory I have is...

Maybe that's why I...

Sis...

I'm gonna be more | appreciative from now on.

I promise.

You'll see.

David.

The things I want, | you can't give me.

You're gonna leave?

Someday.

Try to keep her | on the road, Flanagan.

Where you been, stud? Off spanking | the monkey in the men's room?

Come on, let's go. | Come on, let's go, Davey, come on.

Get in.

Driving, huh? Yeah.

Buying guys beers | you don't even know.

Putting quarters in the jukeboxes | so strange babes can dance.

And hardly anybody knows | when you come, you go.

- I ain't complaining. | - Am I? Hey, listen.

keeps you occupied. You ain't | occupied, what the hell are you?

Like an empty house. | Useless.

Me, I did so many whites, I was | like hotter than sunshine. I was...

like insane. A madman.

I'm driving and I'm seeing trolls | and leprechauns alongside the road.

It was V did that.

You know that. I come back from the | Nam, I was like a first-class head.

- Now, I don't touch a thing. | - Megs? Don't talk.

All right.

Hey, back here.

All right, go for it!

All right!

Hey, how about some hoop?

Come on. Come on, I know you | was a stud ball player. Come on.

- I'll take a look. | - Yeah, I'll park this pig for you.

All right!

All right, over here, over here!

Hey, pal. Hey, it's too much | for me. You wanna get in?

- Him, him... | - All right, I'm with you...

- Those bigger guys. | - Okay, thanks, man.

Come on!

Sh*t!

Did you see that, huh?

Hey, your buddy's doing real | good. He's got two already.

Hey, Jacknife! Hey, come on, pal. | Get in there! Come on!

- With him? | - You, you and him, him and him.

All right!

Come on, Megs. | Get off me!

Two points!

Back here!

Sh*t, you okay?

- Davey? Come on, let me help you. | - No!

- Okay? Come on, let me help you. | - I said, just...

no! Let's get outta here.

You okay?

- Come on, let's go? | - Sorry, guys.

- How's it feeling? | - It's okay.

Sorry I yelled.

Sh*t. I've been yelled at by queers | and old ladies worse than that.

Nice sky, huh? | Real pretty.

Remember the sunsets? | Over there?

Beauties, huh?

Remember what Bobby'd say?

If it weren't for the helicopters, | we could pretend we was in Hawaii?

Remember him saying that? | I do.

- Remember the time the three... | - I don't want you seeing my sister.

- Ain't that her decision? | - No.

Martha doesn't know | sh*t about guys.

She'd have a hard time handling the | perfect son-of-a-b*tch, like you.

What kind of a guy am I, | Davey, huh?

Hold out your hand.

Look at your hand. | Look at your f***ing hand.

- I ain't put my fist through glass. | - Yeah, yeah. I heard that before.

Look at me now. Fat and happy. Bet | you never seen me looking so good.

Huh, guy?

You look the same as before... guy.

Yeah, and you're looking | real good, too. Yeah.

Fate's just a funny thing, huh?

- Slow down. | - Think this is going fast?

- Slow down, Megs! | - What the f***'s the matter?

Just a crazy bastard, that's me. | Don't care who he takes with him.

What the f***'s the matter? You | got something to live for lately?

I got someplace to go. | You're coming with me.

I don't know. | I don't know anymore.

I mean, you don't get f***-all from | looking over your shoulder, right?

Things would have changed | by now if people did, right?

I know that...

but I'm not able to put it aside.

How long has it been?

My wife wants | to know what's my...

'Hey, what's your problem?'

What do I tell her? | What do I tell my kids?

That at, like, ten in the morning, | I was there...

and at ten that night I was in Long | Beach trying to hitch a ride home?

And nobody would pick me up.

I was in uniform, | and nobody would pick me up.

Come on, stay. Now sit down. | Come on. You can just listen!

Davey! Davey!

What can it hurt? | Davey? Davey?

Don't let him pull you down, man! | Don't you let him do it to you!

Davey! Davey!

- Joseph. | - Hi.

- David stop home? | - No. Why? What's happened?

- Uh, okay. | - Joseph, wait.

Are you hungry?

- There are pangs. | - Well, would you like some soup?

Soup is good.

Split pea with ham. | Homemade.

- I like to cook. | - We're a team, cause I like to eat.

China. They match, too.

I almost got a set | of tableware once.

Every time you bought groceries at | the store, they gave you a plate.

Go ahead and start.

I'll wait for you. I hate to eat | alone. You eat alone much, Martha?

Sometimes I eat with David. | David, however, eats alone.

- I correct papers while I eat. | - You give out too much homework.

Smells good.

Good as Campbell's, I bet. I ain't | even tasted it yet, I like it.

Well, now you can.

- I started too soon. | - No, please start.

Please. Please.

No, don't.

Don't, Joseph. No. Joseph, | please. Don't. Joseph, stop.

Just get your hands off me, Joseph!

Martha. That's the thing | about shy people, Martha.

They always think somebody's | looking. But nobody is.

- Except me. And I like what I see. | - For God's sake, shut up for once!

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