Joe Page #7
That boy works his ass off!
He's earning money
and it's his!
If this truck's a piece of
sh*t, you need to get out of it.
And if I find out something's
happened to that boy,
I'm gonna whip whoever's ass
had something to do with it.
Now get the hell
away from me
before I knock what's left
of your f***ing teeth out.
I had the funniest
thought today.
I thought
maybe you and I
could go out to dinner.
You know?
Get all
dressed up.
Maybe you could...
hold the door
open for me.
I think
that would be nice.
You pretend to be
asleep, but...
I know you'd cry if
I said the wrong thing.
You know this place
is condemned, right?
You can't just take
the boards off windows
and call a place home.
Gary, why do you
stick around like this?
You're old enough, smart
enough to do your own thing.
What's most
important right now
is me taking care of
Dorothy and Mama,
'cause... we kind of got
Hey there.
Hey now.
Don't talk much,
does she?
- She don't talk at all.
- What do you mean?
I don't know. Nobody knows.
She just stopped one day.
I mean,
she used to would, but...
Well, hey, I'm ready to
make this deal if you are.
- Yeah.
- I got my money.
Hey, "G-Daawg. "
Don't you think
I forgot about it, bud.
I've been looking for you and that kid.
That boy of yours,
he sure thinks
he knows something.
I know you,
mister.
You my friend?
I ain't
your friend.
Well, you like to make
all them funny faces.
I said,
are you my friend?
Listen, buddy.
I think
I know a way
that you and me
can be friends.
There it is.
It looks just like
your old one.
It's periwinkle blue.
I like it.
I hope so.
Well, you got plenty
of gas to get home.
You might want
to stop at Coleman's
and put a little more in it
if you plan to ride around.
- Here.
- What's that?
It's the money
for the truck.
You just stick it
back in your pocket.
You're gonna need it
for insurance.
- What's insurance?
- Well, yeah, it's the law.
You can't drive
without insurance.
You're covered now,
but when I sign it over,
I'll tell you what. You come
out to the house before long,
we'll get you fixed up.
I'm gonna go on.
- You gonna be all right?
- Yes, sir.
All right.
Uh, you want me
to follow you?
Nah, I'll be all right.
Hey, Joe.
Thanks.
- Nice truck.
- Thanks.
You ain't got any tags
on it. You just get it?
Yeah.
You want to breathe
into this for me?
No, I don't want to
breathe into that.
Hey. Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Pull over!
Pull over!
God damn it!
I ain't done
a goddamn thing!
- Stay in your vehicle!
- I ain't drunk!
You better look for
someone else to mess with,
- 'cause I did nothing!
- Put your hands behind your back!
keep messing around with me,
I'm going to hurt you!
Put your hands
behind your back!
Come here!
you're gonna get your shotgun
out of the back
and shoot me, huh?
- No.
- You gonna shoot me?
- No!
- You can do it.
That was quick.
Still got
that badass dog?
Yeah.
'Round here somewhere.
Hold on a minute.
Don't worry, okay?
Don't worry,
don't worry,
don't worry.
All right.
Hear you got
a new grandbaby.
I do?
- Yeah, you didn't know?
- Not till now.
Huh. Yeah,
a little boy.
Morrissey
saw him in church.
Said he looked just like
you'd expect him to look.
She said
he's got your eyes.
You okay?
Your son's all grown now,
ain't he?
Yeah. All grown up.
What's he going into,
law enforcement?
That's what
I heard.
You got a new man working
for you now, don't you?
Yes, I do.
Believe you've met him.
Gung-ho fella.
A little overeager.
- He was looking for someone to f*** with.
- Yeah, maybe so.
I'll have his ass
shuffling papers for a while
till he learns to
cool down a little bit.
But that ain't what
I'm worried about.
Can you pass
the hot sauce?
Let me ask you
a question, Joe,
'cause I really
want to know.
Why do you want
to go back?
Why do you want to go back
to the damn penitentiary, man?
'Cause you can't keep
going to folks' houses,
killing their dogs, no
matter what else is going on.
And you can't keep
fistfighting the law.
Judge won't put up
with it.
He don't have to
put up with it.
That's why
they built prisons.
Now you done got me
back to smoking, damn it.
I been quit
for three weeks.
I haven't mistreated you,
Joe.
Have I?
Tell the truth.
No, Earl. You stuck up
for me when you could.
And I used to be
as bad as you.
At one time,
you were worse.
Yeah,
but I'm cool now.
Connie,
where'd you go, baby?
Answer the phone
next time.
Hi.
Yo presiento
que Joe est aqui.
Joe, is that you?
Ests aqui?
Yeah, it's me.
Oh, sh*t.
What happened?
I need to borrow
the truck.
What happened
to you?
I'm gonna
kill him.
I'm gonna kill that
old son of a b*tch.
You think I won't,
but I will.
And I'ma
get mine back.
I just need to borrow that truck.
Come inside.
Don't touch me.
I should have given you
a boxing lesson.
I don't need no
goddamn boxing lesson.
I know what to do. I'll
pop him right in the eye.
He whupped my ass and
threw me out of the truck
'cause he knew that
I were gonna kill him!
I can kill his ass.
I can kill him just
as good as you could.
I know you could,
I know you could.
I know it.
But you don't
have to do that.
Okay, son?
Just stay here
with me.
You'll be safe here.
Bring your mama
and your sister.
He gots Dorothy.
He done run off
with her.
He met up
with some bad men.
I heard him
talking about it.
That man with
the scarred-up face-
the one that I beat
down by the bridge?
He been looking for me
for what I done did to him.
She don't
hurt nobody, Joe.
Should have been me.
Do you know
where they took her?
Gary...
tell me.
- Mm-mm.
- Tell me.
I just need
the truck...
to get me
someplace.
I'm gonna
make trouble.
Meet me outside.
$30.
$30 each.
Hi. Hi.
How you doing?
You okay?
Huh?
Tell me
something.
You like
funny faces?
If anything
happens to me,
you get your ass
out of the way, you hear?
You take my truck
and get out.
- Yeah.
- And go get Coleman.
Yes, sir.
Tell him
to call Earl.
Sh*t!
Oh, no!
No, no, no, no-
- Don't move.
- God damn it!
I'll kill you both
if you move.
Joe, listen to me.
This-
it ain't what it
looks like, man.
I'm telling
you.
- Dorothy! Dorothy!
- Get her out, Gary.
Take your sister
and go. Go! Go!
You. I don't know you.
Run, before I shoot you.
No, no, no, no!
Joe, listen to me.
Just listen to me, okay?
Gary! Gary!
- Gary!
- I'll get help, Joe!
Please.
God damn it.
That girl, she-
she don't know sh*t
about sh*t, man.
She's just a piece of trash,
just like her daddy,
and she's gonna be
doing this sh*t in no time,
I'm telling you.
I'm telling you, man.
Look at the moon.
God damn it!
Oh, sh*t!
Ah, f*** this sh*t!
If you want to shoot me,
go ahead and shoot me.
I went through a
windshield and I don't give-
Are you my friend?
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