Joy Ride: Dead Ahead Page #4

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Put out an all-points bulletin?

Set up roadblocks?

Rull over every big rig in Utah?

- That's a damn good start.

- He's monitoring the police bands.

- He'll know the second we try to get help.

- No. No police. Absolutely not.

- What the f*** do you want to do then?

- Whatever he asks!

Next time, for sure we do exactly

what he asks, no matter what it is.

This is so f***ed up.

You alive, boy?

Don't do anything stupid.

Sorry, hoss, but you got to be a member

to enter a bar in Utah.

All right. But be quick.

Dick.

# I don't have to change no more #

# No, I can't #

Help me! Help me!

# Singin' my song to you

ain't gonna pay my bills ##

Help!

Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about.|

Help!

What the f***?

Helpl

What's going on in there?

- Help me!

- Holy f***!

Open the door!

Hey, you hold on in there, buddy.

I'll get you out of here.

Damn thing, it won't openl

- No!

- I can't open the damn door!

-

- Oh, my God.

Did you see

the way his jaw dropped?

You like taking chances, huh?

Well, then I got a game for you.

Rusty, can you hear me?

Rusty, please talk to me.

Rusty, please talk to me.

- It's been over an hour. Maybe he's, um-

-

Well, maybe it's over.

Maybe he's, you know, already dead.

Shut up, Nik.

So much cooler over the Internet.

Yeah, so were you.

Goldilocks?

Y-Yes, Rusty.

Rusty, I'm here.

Look, I'm-I'm sorry...

about what we did to you,

deceiving you like that.

It won't happen again.

Just please-

please let me talk to Bobby.

I'm tired. Real tired.

Been gone a long time.

I was heading home, you know.

Planning on staying

off the road for a while.

Hibernatin'.

Like a bear, huh, Goldilocks?

Rusty, please-

please let me talk to Bobby.

I love him more than...

anything in the world.

And we're getting married.

Bobby, if you can hear me,

I love you.

I love you so much.

I need you to get something for me.

Anything you want.

Some high-speed chicken feed.

- I don't know what that is.

- It's crank.

It's trucker speak

for crystal meth.

What, now we're drug mules?

F***!

We're just gonna do

whatever he says.

Yeah. You know what? I'm just glad

it doesn't involve a f***ing body part!

I think it's about time for y'all

to take a walk on the wild side.

Get in.

#It's 2:
00 in the morning

My baby's in bed #

Not exactly my scene, but I respect

their right to peaceful assembly.

- Go, go, go, go, go!

-

Or not so peaceful.

All right, Rusty, we're here.

What now?

Check the trunk.

F*** if I'm doing it.

What the hell?

Did you get it, Goldilocks?

What is this?

Well, that's what the tattooed boy's gonna wear.

Oh, no f***ing way.

I want him to walk through this party...

Iookin'like

a disease-ridden lot lizard.

That's all us gacked-out,

speed-freak truckers can get...

so that's exactly what

he's gonna do for me.

Oh, my God. He was there.

He heard everything. He was in the diner.

He heard everything you said!

- Way to go, Tattooboy2000!

- Shut up!

Take it easy, Finger Queen. You didn't exactly

ingratiate yourself to him either!

Shut up!

You're a gambler, aren't you, boy?

What's the odds you can stay out there

long enough to bring me what I want?

Zero! 'Cause it's not

f***ing happening!

Want me to go out there

dressed like a f***ing tranny?

They'll kill me.

Not doing it.

Oh, you're doing it.

- I'm not doin' it.

- Yes. You are.

- Excuse me?

- You're gonna go out there...

and you're gonna do everything

he asks to the letter...

'cause Bobby's life

depends on it.

- F*** you.

- Hey, know what, Nik?

F*** you too.

Most of all, f*** himl

Fuckl What the f*** are you doing, b*tch?

You are not going anywhere.

I don't even know why I stayed around this long.

I barely know you or your boyfriend.

And, you,

I'm sorry, but you're just not worth it.

From now on, this is between

you guys and Rusty Dickhole.

Good night and good luck.

You're not gonna have to

worry about Rusty anymore, Nik...

'cause right now

I'm your f***ing problem.

Mel? Mel.

I am not gonna let you

jeopardize Bobby's life.

- Mel, I think you have to calm down.

-

Mel, give me the scalpel.

I'm sorry.

I will do whatever

it takes to save him.

'Cause Bobby is worth it.

I can't go out there

dressed like a f***ing tranny.

I can't do that.

They'll kill me.

Please don't make me do this.

I just want to go home. I just-

Please.

- You're not much of a tough guy now, huh?

- Please.

All tattooed and pierced.

They're fake. Lookit.

They're f***ing fakel

They're fakel

You're a little

f***ing douche bag!

Rlease. Rlease.

Listen to me, Nik.

We're going to make sure...

that you pass as a girl.

- Oh, that won't be a problem.

- You're gonna go out there...

you're gonna get some speed from some dirt ball

too wasted to even know the difference...

and everything's

gonna run smoothly, okay?

Okay.

Goldilocks, you out there?

You better not bail on us.

'Cause I'll call you out on it so damn fast.

I said I'd f***ing do it!

Okay?

How's my little hussy?

We're just finishing

some final touches.

#Monkey-doin'woman

Mr. Shy Guy's back in town #

#Monkey-doin'woman

Mr. Shy Guy's back in town #

# Well, I'm a monkey-doin'man #

We should follow him.

No. We can't leave this car.

He didn't say anything to us

about staying put this time, right?

I mean,

this could be a trap.

Hey! Come on over, sexy lady!

Hey, you want some of this, huh?

- Does any-

- You want a real man behind you?

- Does anybody have any meth?

- You like it like that?

Rusty's here, Mel.

He is. A nd we have to

try to find out who he is...

what his truck looks like, where he might be

keeping Bobby, something.

He said that if we followed

everything that he told us-

He would reunite us.

Which really only means...

if we keep following his demands,

we're all gonna end up dead.

Does anybody have any crystal?

Hey, sweet tits!

I got what you're lookin' for.

Maybe we can work somethin' out

in trade, huh?

I'm sorry. No- No, thanks.

Why are you

running away from me?

F***.

- Oh, sh*t!

- You can't-

-

- Oh, my God! Sh*t!

Oh, my God!

Hey, little girl.

Nik! Nik!

No! Get back in the car!

Back to the carl

We gotta chase himl

- That f*** head!

- We can't follow him!

He's gonna kill Bobby,

and then he's gonna kill us!

This is our one chance.

- He's taunting us.

- Kayla, please.

Where did he go?

I don't see him.

Oh, my God! Go!

Oh, my God!

F***!

What?

I can't- Okay.

I can't go any faster!

Oh, my God!

No!

Mel.

Mel, can you hear me?

Mel?

-

- Oh, thank God.

I'm gonna-

I'm gonna get you out of here.

I'll get you out of here.

You have to wait until the last moment

to jump, okay?

What are you talking about?

If you time it right, he won't be able

to see you from this angle.

You have to go.

Oh, my God.

Go. Go. Come on. Get up.

Come on.

That's good.

Okay. I gotta

get you out of here.

Sis. Sis.

My leg's pinned.

I'm not going anywhere.

- You have to go.

- I'm not.

- You have to go.

- I'm not going.

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