Mortal Thoughts Page #3

But it wasn't planned.

Joyce couldn't get out|without him...

and he had dropped the kid off|at his mother's.

He said he wanted to have a good time.

Was he having a good time?

Them kids was fast as lightning

Get off!

- Where is Mr. "Morehead"?|- Who?

- Mr. Morehead.|- Who's that?

Arthur. Got more head than hair.

He didn't wanna go.

He doesn't approve|of the Urbanski family.

- He's with the kids.|- F*** him.

You could've done so much better.|Like Joyce here.

- Mr. Wonderful|- Get off. I'm driving!

That's what I am

Stop being such a sh*t.

Jesus! You ought to start|treating me nice, who knows?

I may throw a shot into|your best friend.

Jimmy, come on.

I'm porking old Cynthia.

- F***ing great! I dropped the coke.|- Good.

I swear, if you don't stop,|I'm gonna crack up this van.

- I dare you.|- Don't.

I double-dare you.|I f***ing quadruple-dare you.

Get over it.

Shut up, Cynthia.|This is how we party.

I don't like it.

What the f*** are you doing?

Jesus!

My f***ing heart is in my throat.

Baby. Oh, baby.

What the f***?

- I wanna get out of the car.|- A f***ing boner on that one.

Goddamn!

Cynthia, wait.

If you two wanna kill each other,|leave me out of it.

This is how we party.

When you come out with us,|you gotta plan on excitement.

Come here.

Let her go.

Tell me you like me,|I'll let go.

- Tell me you like me and I'll let go.|- I like you!

Give me $20. I feel lucky.

You're so lucky,|what do you need $20 for?

Don't make me angry.|You don't like me when I'm angry.

Just give me the f***ing money.

- Where's the Tuinals?|- Here!

Take the money, take the drugs.|Burn yourseIf out.

Wait, wait. Cynthia?|Do me a favour.

Don't let her f*** around|with no other guys, all right?

Fighting

The kid was fast as lightning

Before he leaves, Joyce gives James a|little money, some drugs and whatnot.

That's a little odd, isn't it?

You said that was one of Joyce's|complaints about James, the drugs.

I think in this particular situation,|she just didn't wanna fight with him.

Exactly.

And at some point,|it's gonna hit him.

At some point, he's gonna|just fall out incapacitated.

He won't be able to fight.|He won't resist.

lt never struck me that way.

That never crosses your mind?

When's the next time you see them?

They were arguing...

and I was over playing roulette.

- I told you. I'm broke.|- All I find on you, I can keep?

You can't even stay straight|for one night.

Give it to me.

- Don't start with me!|- What are you doing?

Do you think you can calm down?

What the f*** are you doing?

Come on. Let's not...

Let's not do this.

Why do you guys have to do this?

- Here's the keys. Drive yourseIf home.|- Get the f*** out of here!

You can't let him drive like this.|Where are you going?

I f***ing hate this sh*t.

Jimmy, give me those keys.

Get out of here. Get out of here.

Give me the keys, Jimmy.

I'm all f***ed up.

Yeah, I can see that.

- Give me the keys, all right?|- Don't jostle me around.

You jostle me around too much,|I'm gonna get sick.

Come on, Jimmy. Leave off.|Listen, why don't you just lay down?

Tell Joyce I wanna talk to her.

Tell her to come out here, all right?|Just tell her to come out.

So there it is. He's falling over|drunk and drugged up...

and you help him to the van?

I wanted to get him where he'd|lay down and not hurt himself.

You take him to the truck|where he's out of sight.

Where he won't draw any attention.

And he falls out?

Yeah. And then I went|on back to the feast.

That's the last time|you see him alive?

We have to go.

I'm winning.

We have to go now.|Come on.

I was playing nine and won.

lnstead of changing numbers,|I let it ride. lt was unbelievable!

The guy said I was on a roll.|I'm never lucky.

- Unbelievable!|- Give me the keys.

Oh, that's right.|I have them in my pocket.

So is James still sleeping?

I better just calm myseIf down,|or I could get into trouble.

So Joyce, I was gonna play seven....

I must've won about $40.

Well, I started with 20|and left with 40, so it was only 20.

But who cares? lt felt like 40.|Did you win?

Earth to Joyce.

What's the matter?

I think I killed him.

- What are you talking about?|- Come here.

lt was an accident, man.|He was choking me.

James, are you up?

He grabbed me by the throat,|so I cut him on the....

lt was the jugular.

Could you see any area of the body|that was wounded?

Where were the wounds?

I don't know.|I couldn't see the wound.

There was just blood.

But did you check?

Was there a pulse?|Was he breathing?

I couldn't see.

You didn't think he was hurt?|Let's get him to a doctor?

That's exactly what I said to her.|But she wouldn't listen to me.

I was begging her to go.

You were begging her?

We'll tell the cops he disappeared.

Are you out of your mind?|We have to report this,

or you'll be in bigger trouble.

He tried to kill me.|Understand?

He tried to kill me!|What if the cops don't believe me?

They'd burn my ass, and I'd go to jail|for the rest of my life.

Sweetheart, you need a little help?

Come on!

Thanks a lot, guys.

Here we come, baby!

Have a beer! B*tch!

We have to put him someplace.

- You hear me?|- I hear you.

We'll go by, like, maybe by that|old train yard, that swampy place.

We gotta get our story straight too.

We had an argument, and he took off.|No, we didn't argue.

He was winning, and he just took off.|Remember to say that.

We'll take his wallet|and his jewellery.

We'll hide it|and say some people robbed him.

So you're discussing the cover?

We weren't discussing.|She was giving instructions.

But what were you thinking?

Who was thinking?

Everything was moving so fast.

No attempt to get away from her?|You didn't run for help?

Jump while the van's doing 90?

You've already said you made|no attempt to see if he was alive.

He wasn't f***ing moving.

- Take his leg.|- I can't.

Jesus Christ!|I can't do this by myself.

Now push!

John, you know we're gonna|have to book her.

I'm not comfortable with that.|I wanna keep going.

We can always pick her up.

This is your show.

You had the murder weapon|in your hand?

You picked it up and threw it away?

By instinct.

So you're thinking straight|at this time?

Not really.

You know enough to get rid of|the murder weapon.

I didn't wanna leave anything|they could trace.

But you left the body.

- I said I wasn't thinking straight.|- What did you do next?

We should say something|before it's too late.

It is too late.|There's nothing we can do.

- We can call the police.|- We can't.

Yes, we can, Joyce.

And say what? They won't believe it.

Listen to me,|because we're in deep sh*t now.

You think I don't know that?|That's what I'm saying.

What the hell are we gonna do now?

We'll say we didn't see each other.

- What?|- We didn't see each other tonight.

So we don't mix our stories up|with the cops.

And tell Arthur|that me and Jimmy had a fight...

you decided you didn't wanna go...|Make something up!

Gotta take care of the van.|Clean it up in the morning.

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