Lean on Pete Page #6

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See, this is why they don't let you

drive over there.

(RACING SOUNDS FROM VIDEO GAME)

The line's busy.

- Where were you taking the horse to?

- Wyoming.

- Why?

- Supposed to drop him off.

You're in a world of sh*t, then,

aren't you?

Yeah, I guess.

You can use my phone

until you find someone.

I'm Mike, that there is Dallas.

Friendly fire.

- I'm Charley.

- Drink some f***ing water, Charley.

I don't need you dying in my kitchen.

- All right, man.

- Are you gonna f***ing die?

(THEY SHOUT AND CURSE AT EACH OTHER)

- Hey.

- (LAUGHS) Whoa!

All right!

Get up. (CLICKS TONGUE)

Get up.

Ha, ha, ha! Stubborn f***er, this guy.

Maybe he just doesn't wanna be ridden.

Of course he does, kid. He's a horse.

Hyah! Come on. (CLICKS TONGUE)

Let's go.

Hey, be careful of his foot!

Foot's fine, kid.

- Let's go.

- You gonna get on him next?

I've never ridden a horse before.

Really?

Well, Mike will teach you what to do.

- I don't want to.

- Why not?

He's just not for riding.

Not by me, at least.

- Sloppy Joes have arrived!

- (CAR HORN TOOTS)

Sloppy Joes!

Sloppy Joes are here.

- Hey, who is that?

- That's Mr. Kendall.

Oh, hey, and Laurie too.

Good boy.

- There you go, Pete!

- Come on, Charley!

So what's it like being back?

I'm not sure.

You boys...

you done us a good service over there.

Well, we done something all right.

We had a buddy who lost both his legs...

and got a concussion so bad

he couldn't talk any more.

Another one had to shoot a guy.

Said the head just blew off.

Body just stood there for a while

before it fell to the ground.

Tell him about the girl.

We saw this truck get blown up.

This girl, she just got blown in half.

Like, cut in two.

Split right here.

That was seriously f***ed up.

Yep.

But you gotta do what you gotta do. Right?

(BELCHES)

(GIGGLING)

(BELCHES)

(BELCHES)

(LAUGHTER)

WOMAN:

Food's ready!

That's us.

Let's eat.

- MR. KENDALL:
What about you, kid?

- CHARLEY:
What about me?

Are you gonna join the army

like these boys, serve your country?

I guess I hadn't really thought about it.

Laurie, get me another beer.

- You boys want another beer?

- I'm good.

Jesus Christ, if that girl gets any

bigger, she's not gonna get up the stairs.

I had to put a shower in downstairs...

'cause she couldn't get in the f***ing tub.

Last week, I caught her eating a whole

goddamn bag of Snickers in her room.

- You know that's not true.

- A whole goddamn bag. It is so true.

You get so ugly when you drink, Grandpa.

You wanna see ugly?

You really wanna see ugly?

You're lucky you got someone

looking after you, Mr. Kendall.

Yeah.

You're probably right. Mm-hm.

You want me to help dry?

If you want.

I like your belt.

It's my dad's.

I like the pictures.

Every time he'd go somewhere

for more than six months,

he'd get something added to it.

From the looks of it,

he must have moved around a lot.

Yeah, I guess.

Thanks.

Can I ask you a question?

Why do you let him treat you like that?

I don't have anywhere else to go.

And... when you don't have

anywhere else to go...

you're kinda stuck.

You want some ice cream?

I think Mike's got some in the freezer.

I'm sure he wouldn't mind.

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Get in the goddamn car.

Thank you for dinner.

(ENGINE STARTS)

You get her number, Charley?

(LAUGHTER)

- Lost your chance.

- (RINGING TONE)

Operator.

Hi, could you connect me

to Rock Springs, Wyoming?

It's a bar.

It's called Scottish Sam's, I think.

- OPERATOR:
One moment, please.

- Thank you.

Please hold.

WOMAN:
Scottish Sam's.

- Hi, I'm looking for Margy Thompson.

- Who?

Yeah, I think she worked there

a few years back. Maybe longer.

Sorry, she doesn't work here.

Would anyone else know?

Uh... Dwaine might know.

All right. When will Dwaine be in?

He'll be back in a couple of days.

- Yeah. Could I get your phone number?

- Yeah.

It's 5-6-5...

Just gotta keep going.

This isn't our home, Pete, come on.

This isn't our home.

Gotta keep going. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

You're OK, you're OK.

I used to have a picture of my mom.

But I threw it away one night

when I was mad.

Her name was Nancy

and she had real black hair

and she was real tall.

When I was born,

I stayed with her,

but then she left me with my dad

for a week and never came back.

He said he didn't know why she left.

But, when I was little,

I'd always ask about it.

And he'd never say anything,

but then, one night, when he was drunk...

he told me that she was

the moodiest person he's ever met.

He said that she'd walk in the room,

and he swears she was a different person.

That she'd be mean one hour,

and then nice the next.

Sounds a bit like Del,

if you ask me, right?

And then he said to me...

..."Charley, I ain't gonna lie to you.

She hasn't called or sent a card,

but I know deep down she loves you.

She's just f***ed up in the head,

and likes to party too much.

I know it's hard to hear,

but it's a good thing she's gone."

Then he said to me...

He said, "I ain't worth sh*t,

but I like being here with you."

It's OK.

I'm gonna get us out of here, OK?

I promise.

Hey, it's OK.

- It's OK, don't worry. It's OK.

- (DISTANT ENGINE DRONES)

It's just a car.

Oh, it's motorcycles.

Don't worry.

Hey, you're OK, you're OK. Hey.

Hey. Hey! Hey!

Sh*t! Pete! Sh*t.

Slow down, Pete!

- Come on! Hey.

- (PETE WHINNIES)

Hey! Pete!

Watch out!

(GASPS)

(PETE WHINNIES IN PAIN)

(WHIMPERING)

Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.

You're OK. Sshh, sshh.

Sshh, sshh, sshh, sshh.

You're OK. You're OK.

(GASPING)

I'm so sorry. (SOBS)

I'm so sorry.

- I'm so sorry.

- (WHIMPERING)

You're gonna be OK. You're gonna be OK.

You're gonna be OK. I promise, I promise.

(PETE GURGLES)

(CHARLEY BREATHES RAPIDLY)

(HYPERVENTILATES)

- Where's your family?

- My family?

- What's your name?

- My name's Charley Thompson.

OK, Charley, where did you used to live?

Portland. I lived in Spokane before that.

And Green River before that.

- Fine. Where you heading?

- Wyoming.

What's in Wyoming?

My Aunt Margy's in Wyoming.

- So you're a runaway?

- No.

Well, OK, Charley,

where are your parents?

I don't have any parents.

All right, listen.

Everything's gonna be OK.

We're gonna take you in,

we're gonna get you cleaned up.

We're gonna fix everything. But, just,

please, tell me whose horse this is.

MAN:

Officer!

Charley, why don't you wait in the truck?

It's warm in there.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO)

(COINS JANGLE)

(COINS CLATTER ON SURFACE)

(WASHING MACHINE STARTS)

MAN:

What's wrong with you?

Sure.

- Yeah, I could have got it here. Hold on.

- Are you kidding me?

My dad never had a hold on me personally.

Meet me out back, all right?

Watch where you're f***ing going.

(MUSIC THROBS INSIDE BAR)

- Oh, come on!

- Just got to get off that crap.

Yeah, and the thing is that um...

(MAN AND WOMAN ARGUE IN SPANISH

IN DISTANCE)

(SIREN WAILS)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Ricard!

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