Joy Ride Page #4

-Shotgun.

Hey. Welcome to Nebraska.

See the hat I got you?

So.

I wanted to tell you how much

I appreciate you doing this.

Picking me up.

It's the nicest thing

anyone's ever done for me.

This is the part where you kiss the girl.

Well, historically.

Lewis, you're blushing.

-The room's this way.

-But the bar's this way.

Here's to....

Nebraska.

States? All right.

Look what Uncle Fuller found.

Three tequilas. All right.

I can tie a knot in a cherry stem

with my tongue.

Shut up.

Choose your weapon.

Let's see what you're made of.

And...

...go.

Done!

You still medalled. Bronze.

-Not even close.

-It's straight. It's not even bent.

May I have three more shots of tequila

and some matches, please?

What's your name, sweet thing?

Come on, what's your name?

What is it?

I'm buying drinks.

You can call me whatever you want.

How about I call you Peaches?

You like Peaches?

-No. Not really.

-You don't like Peaches?

What's going on?

What? ls this your b*tch?

-Excuse me?

-Excuse me?

I said...

...is this your b*tch? Because if it is,

you better shut your b*tch up.

Look at me, campus boy.

Did you hear what I said?

Look me in the face.

You better shut your b*tch up.

B*tch, shut up!

Are you mouthing off again?

Damn!

You can't turn your back for one minute.

I owe you one.

Now come on!

It's back in the truck with you, Daisy!

Drunk in a bar! Come on! Goddamn!

Gentlemen.

Careful. Those are expensive.

What?

-Hey.

-Hey.

Hey.

-I got a plan.

-What's your plan?

-Let's never go back there again.

-I can't wait to never go back there.

I'll be in my Presidential Suite.

Excellent. We're going to head

to our spinning motel room.

See you later.

I get the orange one.

This one.

See, I told you this was a good place.

Adult channels.

Are you in the mood for a story,

or like a collection of scenes?

She isn't a Navy SEAL.

Takes me right out.

Hey, Venna's great, man. She is....

God.

I mean, you guys are just friends, right?

I mean, that's what you said.

Right? I mean, you're just hanging out.

Because if you're anything more than that,

tell me right now and I'll just...

...off, you know?

Great.

We never got those last drinks.

Yeah.

You know, if we want to get an early start,

we should just crash, go to bed.

Yeah.

I am a licensed bartender.

I'd show you my license,

but my hands are full, so....

Where's your better half?.

He's busy. Snoring.

I really don't think

that I can drink any more.

Oh, I disagree. And I'm a professional.

You know what's amazing?

Nobody knows where we are right now.

We're just kind of...

...out there...

...floating.

If anyone wanted to find us

for some strange reason, they couldn't.

What am I talking about?

I have no idea. Here, try this.

That's good.

Yeah.

Is Lewis okay?

He doesn't normally drink so much.

He's totally fine.

Fuller, get the phone.

Hello.

Now I thought you said there was no girl.

What?

You said there was no girl.

Fuller.

Listen, there isn't any girl.

Then what is she doing in the other room

with your brother?

He's out there! He's watching us!

-Rusty Nail?

-He just called!

-Who?

-He called you on the phone?

He knew you were in here!

He's watching us!

Somebody's watching us?

What did he say?

He said, "I thought there was no girl."

Then he asked why you were in here,

which is an excellent question!

-We're leaving!

-I already paid for this room!

Just do it!

How scared am I supposed to be?

Much more than usual.

Can someone please talk to me?

How can he know we're brothers?

We'll go to the police,

get off the highway and go home.

Lewis! Goddamn it!

Something weird happened in Wyoming.

I didn't want to tell you.

-Tell me what?

-The short version?

Talk to me.

There's a sick guy out there.

He put a guy in a coma.

This Rusty Nail guy did something?

-Because of something that we did.

-What did you do?

What are you doing?

He wants us to look in the trunk.

There were signs spray-painted back there:

Look in the trunk.

Signs. Why do you think they're for us?

Look.

What's going on here?

Painting signs

is a pretty elaborate thing to do.

No, no!

-What?

-Don't open it!

-Why?

-What if there's a head or a body in there?

-Could be a bomb.

-Then don't open it.

-Or him!

-I say, don't open the trunk!

I want to know what's in the trunk.

What are you doing?

Oh, sh*t.

Okay, we plug it in and we don't talk on it.

We just listen.

Whatever he says,

we just go straight to the police.

I'm not moving until you tell me

why I should be afraid of a radio.

Candy Cane, are you there?

Oh, that's right.

I don't mean my Candy Cane.

I mean yours.

Venna?

He knows my name?

Let him talk all he wants.

Just tell me where we're going!

You know when a corpse

can't be identified?

No next of kin. No one to claim the body.

What they do is, they cut off all the fingers.

All ten of them.

Then they cut off the jaw.

They cut off the person's jaw.

And they put it all in a jar.

They put it in a jar

with some number on it.

Venna!

-Oh my God, that's Charlotte.

-What?

-That's Charlotte.

-Who? Your roommate?

What the hell do you want?

I want you to go

to the State Line Truck Stop parking lot.

I'll find you there.

Venna, please help me.

If you go to the police...

...l will take her apart, piece by piece.

Good morning.

He's back.

We're here.

Okay, here's what I want:

Fuller...

...Lewis...

...l want you two to head inside.

Take a seat at the counter.

Order six cheeseburgers each.

What about Venna?

She stays put.

But you two are going in naked.

Naked?

If we go in there, d*cks hanging...

...they'll just call the police.

Oh, come on. It's just for fun.

Bullshit, I'm staying here alone.

Stay up front. Keep the car running.

If you see anything, honk the horn. Drive.

I can't f***ing believe we're doing this.

Billy, get in the car. Suzy.

Now they know what it feels like...

...to be the brunt of the joke.

Your heart pounding...

...face burning hot.

Now they know what it feels like...

...to be the f***ing punch line.

They told me what they did to you.

I'm very sorry.

It's a little late for that, isn't it?

I bet your friends had a really good laugh,

seeing me in the rain, holding my bottle.

Sometimes people don't know

what they're doing.

They don't think what

they do can really affect anyone.

Well, that's a lesson your friends

will have to learn the hard way.

You want to see Charlotte alive again?

Here's what you do.

Twelve cheeseburgers, please.

You want fries with that?

Is this a fraternity stunt? Because if this--

A man's going to kill our friend

if we don't do this.

If this wasn't my restaurant--

Listen, we're not joking, man.

Oh, sh*t.

We should go to the cops.

Not until we find out what he wants.

Right here. This is where we turn.

That's what he said.

You out there?

We're here.

Something special's waiting for you.

I'd say it's about 100 feet up the road.

So get out of the car.

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