Mojave Moon Page #2

- You mean as Ellie's mom?

Well I didn't expect somebody so pretty.

Well, you are.

You are exactly what I expected.

Is that right?

It's late.

I better get going.

Won't start, huh?

That's strange. I don't know what's wrong.

- It's an electrical thing.

- That couldn't be, the car's practically brand new!

No, no, no. Not your car.

This place!

The movable home gives off

some sort of wierd wigwags.

This place is... kinda like a...

Bermuda Triangle for cars.

Nope. You won't be going

anywhere soon in this car.

Well... uh... can I use your phone?

Sure! It's all yours.

I see.

OK, well thanks.

They say it could be a while.

There's a big wreck-up on the 14.

- You like frozen daiquiris?

- Is that what you're making?

Best in the west!

You're really amazing!

- You wanna see something?

- Sure!

Wait one minute.

Follow me.

- What do you think?

- Well... it's very nice.

I never saw anything

like this on a trailer.

Movable home.

That's... that's what I meant.

Boyd built it for me... a long time ago.

He never comes up here.

- It's just for me.

- It's very unusual.

You can see everything up here.

The whole desert.

You wanna dance, Al?

Nah.

It's only a dance, Al.

When you came in tonight, it was like someone had been

showing me pictures of you for 20 years.

And finally there you were.

But I wasn't sure.

You know when I knew?

No. When?

When you stood up to Boyd

after he threw the cup.

The way you looked at him

with all that dignity.

That's it! I'm gonna go now.

Like no one should ever sink so low

in your presence. That's when I knew.

Whoo!

Even up here is hot tonight!

I think I'm gonna sleep up here tonight!

- You like sleep under the stars?

- I don't think Boyd would like that.

You got that right, Mr.!

He'll be back tonight.

No, he won't. Not tonight.

- Maybe the car would start now.

- Good luck.

Thanks.

Thanks for everything.

What am I doing?

Julie?

Julie?

Hi.

Oh, my god!

Don't move, it's Boyd!

What?

He's leaving. I don't think

he knows we're up here.

My car?

What about my car?

Oh yeah.

Maybe it was the AAA guy?

I don't think so.

I better check.

I'll go with you.

Coast is clear.

- Night.

- Night.

- Yeah, better try the car.

- Yeah.

Curse is lifted!

Sh*t!

Hey!

Hey!

You're OK?

Oh, God!

You got a problem here, sir?

Oh, no, sir. No problem.

Flat tire... that's all.

New car, premium tires. What luck, eh?

There it is!

Well...

At least they're totally flat on the bottom!

- Rest of the tire is perfect!

- Good as new!

You're right!

Well, you know, give you a hand with

the spare if you just open the trunk.

No, actually there's nothing in there.

What I mean is... there's something

in there. But... not the share.

Can you imagine?

See, the fact is, I was looking for my spare,

somebody must have stolen the damn thing.

Can you believe that?

Just open the trunk, sir.

Yes, sir.

I haven't had the trunk key.

And the switch, eh... you know the switch that opens it,

doesn't always work.

So... may not open.

Sir, I'm gonna need to see your license

and vehicle registration.

That's no problem.

Yes, sir. To the glove box, OK?

Put my hands in... OK?

Officer, there's been a accident

like ten miles back near [...], man!

It's bad! Car has flipped over

and burning!

Thank you!

You stay here, I'll be back!

Yes, sir!

Hustle up, man! I think the dude

cut his head off or something, man!

How you're doing?

I had a flat.

Could you help me out?

Yeah? Probably, yeah.

Could you help me out now?

I'm not open yet!

Please...

I'm stuck here.

I... I gonna get home.

Ah, man!

Well, somewhere in all this sh*t

I got an English whitewall.

60,000-mile warranty.

It's gonna cost 375,

do you want it?

Do you accept credit cards?

Sometimes... we do.

- How about now?

- Alright, OK.

- I guess... I guess this is my lucky day!

- Yeah... guess so.

Yeah... let's see here.

Put your hands up!

Put your hands up, or die!

Oh, man!

- Give me your money!

- Well, I'm doing it, stay calm!

- I don't have any!

- What?

My wallet, I lost my wallet!

- You what?

- My wallet! I don't have it, I'm really sorry!

You! Uh... get the money from the register!

Alright, just take it easy with the firearm.

Shut up!

I'll kill you! I swear!

- Put your hands up!

- Who?

- No problem!

- Down!

I'm doing a T. Look, see?

- Where is it?

- I lost it! I'm really sorry!

- Are you stupid?

- Yes.

How do you lose a wallet?

You probably got important sh*t in there!

Could it be in your car?

Maybe...

Come on now, think.

Where'd you have it last? Remember?

- Hey, what are you doin'?

- He lost his wallet!

- Shoot him!

- Oh, Jesus!

Hey!

Hey!

Where'd you go?

Hey!

Hey, come on out of there!

Come on! Stick your head up again!

Yeah!

Hey!

It's kinda fun, ain't it?

I got it!

Hello!

Hey Al!

Auch! Where the hell you've been?

I've been trying to call you all day,

for Christ's sake! You get my message?

Yeah.

Hey listen, a guy in Opama has got tickets

to the Clippers. Hold on a second, I got another call...

I can't!

Hello? Who? No.

Do I sound like Louise?

Al? Yeah, just some old lady who doesn't know

how to use the phone right.

- So listen, do you wanna go see the Clippers?

- I can't. I got something important to do.

- It can wait!

- No it can't!

Hey, what a [...] babe at Johnie's!

Look, I can't talk now. I gotta go!

Hello?

Who is it?

It's me.

- Can I come in?

- How did you get in the building?

- Through the front door... it's just open.

- That door is supposed to be locked at all times!

You don't look like you're

glad to see me.

Well you know actually... this is not a good time.

Why?

- You got company, hmm?

- No!

Can I come in, please?

It's very important.

Where's your husband?

Did you get married?

I know you're pissed at me.

No, I'm not.

I'm not marrying Kaiser!

You know the best thing...

Give me your number and I'll call you next week.

I left him at the Buffalo Chip.

I told him I was going to my mother's

to pick up some money,

but I was lying.

I just drove around all night, thinking.

Thinking what?

Thinking...

...that Kaiser is a jerk. That I would

rather be right here... with you.

Well, thank you. Thank you. That's very, very flattering.

But I think you should go back to him.

And get married.

Honey, what's wrong?

What's wrong?

I'm sorry if I got you pissed at me.

Nothing. Nothing's wrong.

Everything's fine.

You're mad at me.

No, I'm not.

Good.

I can't stop thinking about you all night.

I'm sorry... I'm...

Hmm... it's hot!

I'm gonna really fast use your shower.

What you're doing?

- Taking off my pants.

- Please... put them back on.

Why? Am I ugly?

Oh, no!

Al, honey?

Got any shampoo?

What?

Shampoo...

Got any?

I don't wanna to have to

wash my hair... with soap.

- What's wrong?

- I heard the door bell.

Will you just give me

the shampoo!

I gotta see who it is!

- Who's there?

- Julie!

Al, is that you?

Julie?

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