Lost in the Sun Page #2
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lever down from P to D.
There you go.
All right, now take your
foot off the brake.
Push down on the gas.
There you go.
All you gotta do is avoid other
cars and that's pretty much it.
How fast you going?
Uh, 32 mph.
No, no, no.
You gotta get it up.
At least 50 or 60, even 70.
There you go. See, faster is
way better, isn't it?
You're blind! Oh!
Oh!
All right, the first rule to
All right, I prefer
to have something small.
Something easier to carry.
Easier to conceal, all right?
Can't go hunting with
something like this, though.
Why not?
You just can't.
It ain't right.
What's the point, then?
The point is,
if I have the gun...
I have the control, right?
You want to give it a shot?
If I let you shoot this,
you owe me a favor.
Okay.
All right.
Go ahead.
Go ahead, shoot it again.
All right.
Turn it, gangster style.
There you go.
Let's go.
Hey, give me my gun.
Wake up.
Wake up.
It's time for that favor.
All right, now keep
the engine running.
Don't turn it off for any
reason, you understand?
Where you going?
grab a couple of things.
Just keep it running.
I'll be right back.
Now jump in the driver's seat.
Wait, what?
- Howdy.
- Howdy.
Let me know if I can
help you with anything.
We got some specials back there.
Are you gonna get it?
Yeah, that should...
oh, the newspaper.
Get on the ground.
Get on the f***ing ground!
- Get on the goddamned...
- I heard you!
- I'll beat you with this f***ing gun!
- I heard you, damn it!
Listen, this store's all I got.
You leave me something you hear?
There you go.
You're a real son of a b*tch.
Hey! What the hell
are you doing?
Hey, hey!
Get out of the f***ing car!
Get out...
Hands off the boy!
Easy, easy!
Go!
Ha!
All right!
Now keep it up over 70.
Keep it on the right side
of the road.
- Just like I told you.
- I'm gonna be sick.
What do you mean, you feel sick?
- I'm sick, I'm sick.
- What are you doing?
Hey! Hey!
Get in the back!
Get in the back!
GO, go, go, go!
Oh, sh*t!
God damn it!
Son of a b*tch!
- I need some air.
- Yeah, well, shut up!
I need air.
- I need some air!
- What are you doing?
Shut that door!
No!
No!
God damn it! God damn it!
Stay here.
Where you going?
Get your things.
- Where'd you get that car?
- Shut up and get in!
Did you steal it?
I will leave you here.
I swear to God, I will!
You cost me a lot
of money today.
I don't want anything
to do with you.
Well, that's not
an option, is it?
You can't make me stay.
I can leave.
Just hitchhike.
Yeah, okay.
You're gonna hitchhike?
Yeah.
Why don't we find a place
to sleep tonight?
With a bed?
Yeah, sure.
Why not?
Fine.
You awake?
What?
Just wanted to see
if you were awake.
Why'd you do it?
Do what?
Rob that place.
Because we didn't have
To get me home?
Yeah, to get you home.
Food and gas.
This bed.
Why do you live in your car?
Because I can't
afford anything else.
Most adults have jobs...
Just go to bed, Louis.
Just go the f*** to bed, please.
All right.
When you're done in there,
I want you to pull
the truck around.
Understand?
Hey, you paying attention to me?
Yeah. I heard you.
God damn it, you pay attention!
Wake up!
You're not gonna go
f***ing this up for me again.
All right, Louis.
Stop f***ing around
and open up the door.
A couple of days.
That's how long
you said it would take.
You're a liar.
Open up the door.
Come on!
The f***ing...
Open up the f***ing door!
God damn it! Okay.
Now take your hands off the wheel
and get out of the car.
Just one more day
and I'll take you
to your grandparent's,
all right'? Now come on.
Open it up, please.
You need me.
Hello.
How's your day?
Oh, just going great.
Good-looking boy
you got there.
Yeah, yeah, he
is adorable, isn't he?
Got a daughter myself.
Huh. I'll take $20
on two, please.
No gas. Pump's broke.
Been broke for months.
Oh, sh*t, all right.
Would you grab me a can of that
Black Bear Longcut Wintergreen?
You don't want any
trouble now, do you?
- Open it up.
- Yeah.
Ain't much in there.
Well, that'll do.
Boy, what are you doing?
Come on!
This ain't no f***ing library!
Hurry up!
Quit pissing around!
Now get back there
and clean that up.
Come on.
Come on.
In and out just like
a couple of ghosts.
Gimme that.
Thank you, sir.
You got a safe?
Christ!
GO, go, go, go!
F*** you!
God damn it!
God damn it,
I can't believe that.
Sh*t.
I'll tell you what, boy.
Life can be
such a bore sometimes.
But this...
This is great.
Well, don't
look at me like that.
You and me make
a really, really good team.
Sh*t, they probably got
nicknames for us already.
Who? The papers?
Yeah.
Don't they have
better things to do?
Sh*t, no. Bonnie and Clyde
was all over the newspapers.
Billy the Kid, too.
He was famous.
Like in movies?
- Exactly.
- Mm-hmm.
You know, in the movies,
they all got shot to death.
Aren't you having fun?
If I was your age,
I'd be having fun.
No, I'm not having fun.
You think this is easy for me?
Dragging your skinny
little ass all over the place?
This ain't no f***ing
holiday, all right?
This is a job.
This is work driving you home.
You know, it'll all be
over soon enough, all right?
Yeah, I hope so.
Did you, uh...
Did you see that shotgun under
No.
No?
I just figured you
might have seen it
underneath there when you
were, you know, down below...
I didn't see any gun.
Okay.
Ma.
Do you have chocolate ice cream?
I'll have to check
in the freezer.
Okay. Well, We'd like
one scoop.
Two spoons for me
and the boy, please.
One scoop and two spoons.
Two spoons.
That's right.
Okay.
Let's go.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Ice cream.
We're leaving.
Come on.
- We have plenty of money.
- We gotta keep moving.
I'm not even done eating yet.
Yes, you are.
Let's go.
Get out here!
God damn it.
Here we go, honey.
One scoop and two spoons.
I love chocolate.
Thank you.
Oh, he just needed
some fresh air.
Uh, he'll be back, right?
- Yes.
- Okay.
I can share if you want some.
Honey, I don't
need the calories.
You enjoy that
chocolate ice cream.
Let me know if I can
do something for you.
Thank you.
That'll be $14.50.
Thank you.
You're welcome, sweetie.
I'll tell you what.
You tell his mama that
she raised a gem of a boy.
Yeah, I'll be sure
to tell her that.
We gotta get rid of that truck.
I like that truck.
Yeah, well, it's not
safe to drive anymore.
Come on, let's go.
Hey, hey, hey! Hey!
Come on, lady!
I got a kid here!
Jesus Christ.
We should have kept the truck.
Yeah, well...
Hey!
Just keep walking.
Just keep walking.
Sh*t!
Keep your mouth shut.
Neither one of us want
to go to jail, right?
Hello, Officer!
Hitchhiking is illegal.
Particularly on Sunday.
Yeah, our car broke down.
Uh-huh.
Let me see some ID.
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