Mom and Dad Page #5

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Locked inside your city like

I'm locked inside your cage

Capitalist corruption

Is oozing off my brain

Put locks on your cities

Put locks on your stores

Gonna burn your city down

Right on the floor

Kendall, this is a really

great idea, honey.

Corruption turning into rage

Put locks on your cities

And locks on your floor

Trapped inside a system

Like a bird locked in a cage

Okay! Let her rip!

Gas on!

Love you!

Gonna burn your city down

Onto the floor

Escape!

Wait here, okay?

What?

- Just wait here.

- Okay.

What the f***?

I found Lisa outside...

by the bins. That explains

the mess in the kitchen.

Ah.

I was wondering about that.

Hmm.

How long do you think

it'll take?

I don't know.

It's a big basement.

We should hear them coughing.

Throwing up.

After that, we should be good

to cut the door down.

Josh, are you okay?

Hey...

listen to me, okay?

You gotta stay with me...

okay?

You have to stay with me.

I don't know

why this is happening...

and I don't know...

I don't know

what we could have done

or not done to change it.

But the fact is that...

is that Mom and Dad

want to hurt us.

They want to kill us.

Okay, but we're not gonna

let that happen, all right?

We're gonna get out of here.

You gonna hurt them?

Shh. Stay down. Go back.

Your nose.

Shh.

Do it.

Come on.

Come on.

Ah! F***!

I don't see 'em.

Stand back.

Stay. Stay.

Damn it, Carly! Get back here!

Mom, no! Stop!

Stop! Mom!

Hey.

Mommy...

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.

Oh, no, no. No, honey.

Honey, it's okay.

You don't ever have to be afraid

of me.

Oh, look how beautiful you are.

You did a good job.

Here.

Just a kiss of it.

There's your angel cheeks.

Thank you for making me pretty,

Mommy.

Oh, honey, you were born

that way.

There is nothing I want more

in this world than to see you...

Honey.

Mom. No!

Mrs. Ryan, no!

- Carly.

- No!

Mom! No! No!

- Let go of me!

- No!

No. No, no, no.

Baby, baby,

Carly, it's okay.

Shh. Shh. It's okay.

- Mom!

- It's okay, Carly.

No!

Holy sh*t!

Mom, stop!

It's usually not this bad.

I used to think

my parents getting divorced

was the hugest tragedy

of my life,

but ironically, that sh*t

doubled my chance of survival.

Where's Mom?

What?

Mom, stop it!

You're gonna hurt them!

Mom!

No!

No! Mom, stop!

No!

Damon?

Mom, please, no!

Come on.

Josh, come on.

Stop!

Sawzall.

Means it...

saws...

all.

Daddy, please, no.

I'm sorry I said

that you have no life, okay?

I'm sorry

that we don't talk anymore.

I'm sorry

that we're not best friends...

- Shh!

- Mom, we're a family.

We love each other.

When they can't stand

each other,

- they give a sh*t.

- Whatever. Whatever.

Saws...

all.

Close your eyes, bro.

Close your eyes.

No! Stop!

Sh*t.

I forgot. Your parents.

That was tonight?

God damn it.

Just a sec.

All right, all right.

Hold your horses. Jesus!

Mom, Dad, listen.

Dad!

Oh! Holy sh*t!

Dad! You killed me!

You f***ing killed me!

Nah, bullshit.

I missed your gut, crybaby.

- I'm gonna get you now.

- Grandpa!

Please don't hurt Dad anymore.

Please.

Hey!

There's my little piss

and vinegar.

Mom?

Get your hands off me.

No!

You do not want to kill Brent.

Brent is your son.

As if you ever gave a sh*t

about him.

You were never good enough

for him.

You're a whore.

Kendall's not even a real name!

Dad, what are you doing?

No! Dad!

Well...

you f***ed up, son...

but what if I told you

I f***ed up even worse?

- How?

- Did you know

that once upon a time,

the Firebird

was Grandpa Mel's car?

It's true.

He bought it brand-new in '79

right off the line,

used his V.A. settlement.

Man, that car was his baby.

When I was little,

I used to watch him

polish it on the front lawn

every weekend.

And by the time I turned

into a dumb,

horny, pimple-faced

high school kid

just like you're gonna be,

it was officially a classic.

So long story short,

I stole the keys,

picked up my girlfriend.

Yeah,

this is before I met your mom.

Took it out for a little spin.

Pretty much totaled

the motherf***er.

Cool.

Well, Mel didn't think so.

I thought

he was gonna crush my skull.

But you know what he did?

He sold it to me.

And it wasn't cheap either.

I'd have to pay him back

every dime he put into it.

And if I wanted

to drive my senior year,

I better learn how to fix a car.

So I did.

I spent the whole summer

working two jobs,

paid back my dad.

"Here's ten dollars, Dad.

Here's 20 dollars, Dad.

Here's 100 dollars, Dad."

By the end of the summer,

I had that bad boy cherried out

from the ground up.

Now, you talk

about a p*ssy magnet.

- Dad.

- Chick magnet.

Your mom keeps telling me

to sell it,

but I just can't bear

to let her go.

Is that why Mom always says,

"I can't bear to think

about what must have happened

in that car"?

Because of the accident?

No, no, buddy. Nah.

She's talking

about something else.

I'm sorry I messed up, Dad.

Hey...

like father, like son, right?

But if you ever

touch that car again...

I'll f***in' kill you.

Dad!

No! No, Dad!

Dad! No!

Do you remember

There was a time...

You won't be

running anymore!

Yeah.

Get your claws off me,

you goddamn filthy dinosaur!

F***ing dinosaur?

I fought in wars,

you little sh*t.

What have you done ever?

Come on. Come on.

Break these chains

Of love...

Now take this.

There was a time...

Days would last forever...

Come to me, cover me

Hold me

Together we'll break

These chains of love

No. Mom.

Carly?

Sweetheart?

Hey, Mom.

Hey, Dad.

Buddy.

Thank God...

you're all right.

Honey, okay,

let us out, honey.

It's okay.

I don't think so.

Joshua,

come on, big guy.

Get the Sawzall.

Cut us loose.

We want to trust you.

We really do.

But you don't make it easy.

I love you, Dad.

Oh, sweetie.

I love you, Mom.

Me, too.

Don't you know

we love you both

more than anything

in the whole world?

But sometimes we...

sometimes we...

just want to...

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