Lost in the Sun
- Year:
- 2015
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Some people can see
all your mistakes.
The way you hold it
in your shoulders.
Show it in your face.
I made a lot of mistakes
in my life
and they were my mistakes.
Nobody else's.
Mine.
When you get older,
all those mistakes
Regrets, blame.
It's enough to make you
sick to your stomach.
Problem is,
there are certain things
that I just can't
change about myself.
Fill it up, will you?
- Morning.
- Good morning.
$20 on eight, please?
Where are your cards?
Cards... Backside of
Yeah, almost.
9-1-1. What's your emergency?
Hello? What's the address
of your emergency?
That'll be it.
Okay, $20 on the pump, $24.
$24. That's a steal.
You have a good day.
BOY-
You're the one from the paper.
I think you got me confused
with somebody else, all right?
No. I know who you are.
I know who he is too.
The truth, sir...
I assume you're a friend.
I'm sorry.
A friend of the family?
Yeah.
I'm sorry for your loss.
What's gonna happen
with the boy?
He's going to his
grandparents' place.
Where were they?
They live in
Farmington, New Mexico.
But I hear his
grandfather's gravely ill.
You driving him?
Oh, no. I'm just gonna chauffer him
over to the bus station.
Do you know Louis?
No.
Thank the Lord,
he's got his grandparents.
Yeah.
All right, son.
You ready?
Yes, sir.
Let me help you.
Right over here.
All right, son.
So all right.
Here we go.
Now I've got your ticket.
Your money's in the envelope.
They're gonna put your skis
and bags underneath.
I hate buses.
Can't you just drive me?
Aw, son, I'm needed here.
But you'll be fine.
Nothing to worry about, okay?
It's uh...
It was nice meeting you.
You too, Louis.
I'll be praying for you, son.
Hey, Louis.
I'm John.
Yeah, you were at the church.
That's right, that's right.
Nice to meet you.
Listen, I'm sorry
about your mother.
It's a shame.
Listen, I just got a phone call
from your grandparents.
Apparently, they don't
love the idea of you
riding on this bus
for three days.
They asked me if
I'd give you a lift.
Meanwhile, I was headed that way
so I told them, sh*t, why not?
Sir, I don't know you.
Yeah, well, I don't really
know you either and,
frankly, this is
a pain in my ass.
But, like I said,
I know your grandparents
and your mother was a...
She was a good woman.
You knew my mom?
Yeah.
She never really
talked about you.
Yeah?
Well, I guess I didn't make much of
an impression then, did I?
We kept in touch.
I'd call, she'd call.
- You know how it goes.
- Yeah.
Listen, I got to hit the road.
I understand if you don't
want to come with me.
Besides, buses ain't so bad.
Perfectly civilized mode of
transportation, if you ask me.
But, hey,
good luck to you, kid,
and my deepest condolences to
you and your family, all right?
Kid, you getting
on the bus? I gotta go.
Sir.
Sir?
Get in.
You, uh... You live in
this car or something?
No, of course not.
I just wasn't expecting guests.
Your mother was
a wonderful woman.
Classy lady, fun gal.
Full of spirit.
She was...
Sparky.
- Oh...
- She was...
I forgot.
What do you got there?
Pictures.
Ah.
This is my grandparents' house.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Good, that's good.
You know, the only time I really visited
them was when I was little.
Mom didn't get along with
my grandparents too well.
Didn't really talk.
Hey, how long do you
think it'll take?
I don't know.
What?
Nothing.
Hey, I got to make
Should just take me
a couple minutes.
- Moody residence.
- Mrs. Moody?
John Wheeler here.
How you doing?
You have got some
nerve calling here.
I was just at your daughter's
wake. Where were you?
Earl's sick.
Now what do you want?
I got Louis, her boy.
What... why would
you have Louis?
Now, look, there's been
a change of plans.
Where's that priest?
Put Louis on the phone.
It'll just take
a couple of days.
You got nothing to worry about.
Now you put Louis back on
that bus and get back...
One more stop.
Stay here.
Hey, I need that to get home!
What's up, John?
Will you excuse us
for a moment, please?
Okay, thanks.
This is a f***ing joke, right'?
There's a little over
You're short $14,000
and change. Maybe more.
Well, what are you...
you said $10,000.
I owe you $10,000.
You're late, John, again.
So it's $20.
What are you doing, huh?
How long have
we known each other?
Long enough for you
to know better.
This is f***ing bullshit, John!
Do you understand?
What the f***
do you want from me?
John,
protection in jail
is very expensive.
Do you understand that?
I didn't ask you for
any goddamned protection.
Yeah, but you took it.
You know jail could have
been dangerous for you, John.
I'm living out of my car.
I don't have anything else.
I just gave you everything
that I got, okay?
Boy, do you want
to go back to jail?
You like the bed and the three meals of
crap they serve you every day?
'Cause I can arrange that with
just one f***ing phone call.
Freddy, give me
the f***ing phone.
No, no, no, no.
You're not gonna
make any phone calls.
I got just as much sh*t
on you as you got on me.
6,000 bucks.
That's all you get.
We're closed!
We're closed!
Goddamn kid.
Hey, are you in
some kind of trouble?
It's nothing.
Did they do that to you?
I don't know
what I was thinking.
You ain't worth the trouble.
The closest I could
get you is Albuquerque.
I'll call your grandma and have her
pick you up in a couple of days.
Good to meet you.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Louis!
Louis!
Louis?
Louis.
Hey.
Hey, I'm talking to you.
I don't want to be alone.
Why did she have to die?
There's no good reason.
I don't know, man.
I don't have anyone else.
Hey, you're gonna be all right.
Hey! Hey!
Hey, let's get something to eat.
I'm hungry-
What's with these skis?
For skiing.
Yeah, well, there ain't
no snow around here.
The skis were a gift
from my mom.
You probably never
even skied before.
She wanted me to learn.
Skiing's expensive.
I just saved you
a shitload of money.
It was the last thing
she gave me before she died.
Yeah, it's a dumb sport.
I can't believe all you got was
$20 bucks and that stupid ring!
Are you hungry?
I'm starving.
Let's go.
Mm, mm.
Good.
What, you're not gonna eat?
I'm not hungry.
Fine with me. Starve.
Look at that
little piece of ass.
Hey, you like women?
Yeah, I guess.
You guess?
All right, well, know this.
tear your heart out,
put it between
two buns and eat it
just as your life
slips away before you.
Don't ever forget that.
Hey, you wanna drive?
Yeah? You wanna drive?
All right, can you
see over the hood?
I guess.
All right.
Your feet touch the pedals?
I think so.
You think so or you can?
It's kind of a big deal.
- Yeah, fine.
- Okay, all right.
So this is an automatic.
So all you gotta do is pull that
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