Mystery Train Page #5

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at nighttime like this.

Well, listen, I usually

don't cut hair at night.

So, uh, next time you come back

during the daytime, okay?

Aaah! Don't start no sh*t now.

Could be her.

Boy, I got somethin' for you.

- Hello.

- Yeah, Will? This is Ed.

- Oh, Ed. Yeah, what's happening?

- I'm over at Shades.

Your friend Elvis is over here actin' stupid,

waving a gun around and sh*t.

Yeah. Man, w-we both been having

a pretty f***ed-up day.

Yeah. Yeah, I heard y'all got laid off.

Yeah, it's one of them

seniority things and sh*t.

I hear that.

Yeah, well, look, anyway, man, um,

I think you'd better get over here and get him...

before some real sh*t happens.

Yeah, okay.

Maybe you'd better come

with somebody else too.

- Like who?

- I don't know, man.

Bring one of his own damn people.

Who the f*** am I gonna bring?

I guess I could bring

his brother-in-law, Charlie.

- I don't care!

- Shut up, girl!

- Hey. Hey, Will, um -

- What?

You think maybe I should

wait in the truck?

This isn't really

a familiar neighborhood for me, and, uh -

Come on, Charlie.

They let white folks in there.

I know, but you said Johnny has a gun.

If they see me in there,

they may think I have a gun.

- If they don't know I'm his brother-in-law -

- Aw, sh*t, Charlie!

# Where can my baby be #

# Lord, where can she be #

# And I'm amazed #

Oh, come on, Al. Give me me gun back.

Might have to pawn it

to pay my tab.

I'll think about it.

Yo, Ed.

Sh*t.

# Just won't let me be #

# Wake up restless nights #

Oh, sh - I'm sorry, man.

Come on, Johnny, man.

Let's chill out.

- I brought Charlie, man.

- Charlie.

I'm cool. I'm completely cool.

Don't need that kind of sh*t in here.

# Tryin' to lose

this pain in my heart #

Sorry.

# I begin to get rough #

# Instead I want you to love me

love me, love me #

Now get this thing outta here.

It's loaded.

Don't know why you hang around

with this Elvis dude anyway, man.

Stylin' shirt, Charlie.

Really?

Here. Take this sh*t.

What are you, f***in' crazy, Johnny?

What are you doing with that thing?

- Hey, let's go for a spin in Earl's Caddy.

- Uh-uh.

Don't you even think about it.

Don't even look at Earl's car.

Just get your crazy English ass

in the truck.

You'd best straighten up, Johnny.

Go for a spin in Earl's Caddy.

Who's Earl?

Hey, Will, think you could just

drop me off now?

I should go home.

I'm kinda tired.

What, and abandon your own brother-in-law

on a terrible night like this?

Me and Will losin' our jobs

and everything.

Well, no, I don't wanna do that, but -

Attaboy, Charlie!

I knew you were with us

all the way.

Us brothers, we gotta stick together.

Ain't that right, Will?

Yeah - Oh, yeah.

Right.

Okay then.

Isn't there a late-night liquor store

a couple of blocks up here?

Yeah.

I'll get right with you, man.

I got to check this damn fan belt.

One bottle or two?

Just get one, man. I mean, you're drunk already,

and I'm not gonna have any.

Right.

How you doin'?

Two bottles of Butcher's.

- Jesus, Johnny!

- Hey, make 'em quart.

Uh, that'll be 22.17.

Hey, fella.

You wanna buy that,

or you gonna play with it all night?

N*ggers, man.

You gotta watch 'em every second.

I'm guessin' these two bottles

are on the house. Am I right?

- Johnny, what are you doin'?

- Shut up and grab the bottles.

Sonny boy, I'm the man

that's gonna make you use that gun.

Holy sh*t. You killed him!

You f***ing killed him!

Sh*t, man, we best

get the f*** on outta here!

What is wrong with you?

Why'd you have to kill him?

Shut up, Charlie.

I only winged him.

Goddamn it, Johnny!

You're stupid, Johnny.

And what if you did kill that guy?

We all go to prison.

I didn't kill the guy.

Jeannie's gonna kill me.

What are you laughin' at, huh?

How do you think Dee Dee's gonna react?

Damn, I'm glad I'm not married.

Dee Dee walked out on me.

This morning.

Before I found out about being laid off.

She's gone, man.

She left you?

Wow. She didn't even tell me.

- My own sister.

- What, she's supposed to ask your permission?

No, it - That's not what I meant.

I'm sorry, Johnny.

Really, I -

Just -

She'll be better off without me.

Now she probably will be.

F*** it, man.

You probably better off without her, man.

All she did was run her mouth.

- Hey, she's my sister.

- I don't care. It's the truth, man.

That woman talk, talk, talk, man,

like a radio that never turns off, man!

She's not like that all the time.

It's only when she's nervous.

Well, she must be nervous all the time.

Last time I saw her, it was -

- Yakety-yakety yada-yada-yada -

- All right! All right!

- Woman never stopped talking.

- Just drop it, will ya!

"Butcher's"?

So, what are we gonna do?

We can't just keep riding around

all night like this.

Can we?

What do you think, Johnny?

Man, I f***ed up.

I really love that girl.

I know you do.

It's all right, man.

"Domino" here. You're on the air till dawn.

It's 2:
17 right here in Memphis, Tennessee.

Right now, here's another one recorded

at Sun Studios, this time by the King himself.

That's right, Mr. Elvis Presley...

with one of my personal

early, early morning favorites...

"Blue Moon. "

# Blue Moon #

- # You saw me standing alone #

- This one's for you, Elvis.

Thanks a bunch, Will.

# Without a dream in my heart #

# Without a love of my own #

# Blue moon #

# You knew just what I was there for#

# You heard me saying a prayer for#

# Someone I really could care for #

Damn.

You'd think they'd get me a new uniform, man.

This one is shot to hell. Look at this.

Well, you should do like I do.

Should go over and buy

your own damn clothes...

over at Lansky's

or somewhere like that.

It's like they say -

"The clothes make the man. "

I mean, look at that damn hat

on your head.

You look like

a damn mosquito-legged chimpanzee.

I mean -

# Without a love of my own ##

Oh, it's 2:
20 in the a. m. right here in Memphis.

Say, do you like seafood?

Well, guess what.

There's a brand-new fast-food seafood

restaurant right here in Memphis.

You probably heard the name already.

That's right - Jiffy Squid.

- Fresh, juicy squid dipped in -

- Jiffy Squid?

...rolled in herbs and spices, served with a tangy

sauce with their own secret ingredients.

- Jiffy Squid!

- Turn that damn thing off!

You're listening to Tad T. Tyler,

the man who brings you wall-to-wall -

Jiffy Squid.

Danger! Danger!

Will Robinson! Will Robinson!

- Danger! Danger!

- Shut the f*** up.

Hey, my brother-in-law, how you doin'?

Man, your breath.

What have you been drinkin'?

Smells like kerosene.

Listen, I got to ask you this favor.

We, uh -

We in a little trouble...

and we need a place

to stay invisible for a little while.

You know, just till it get light out.

Trouble?

Here we go again.

That's par for the course, Will Robinson.

Please, man.

Just for a little while.

Don't tell your sister 'cause, if you do,

we'll both be in trouble.

Not a word. Ever.

- Room 22.

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