Parasites

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(EERIE AMBIENCE)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(ROCK MUSIC)

[Josef] Why don't you

just live on campus?

[Marshal] Or get a car.

F*** you guys!

(LAUGHING)

Tell him your secrets

pull the shades.

You trim his claws

and watch him bleed.

He may be rich but he

ain't got no guarantees.

It's bread and butter and

their butts to keep you warm.

Come here my sister tell

your man just waiting for me

(SPORTS GAME PLAYS ON RADIO)

Hell I ain't

looking for no answers

(BACKGROUND SONG AND RADIO

TALKING OVER ONE ANOTHER)

This fox ain't moving

with the night out there.

On these knock down streets.

On these knock down streets.

Yeah yeah on these

knock down streets.

[Marshal] Scotty,

where are we going?

[Scotty] I mean, Alvarado

is just right over there,

so just keep going

through we'll be fine.

There's a little detour

right here, trust me.

It'll be way faster.

[Marshal] Are you sure?

[Scotty] Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You'll let me hear how much

you need a solid break.

More ways than one to

get an easy piece of cake.

Make him believe it

hold your plate out.

Some directions, Scotty.

I'm telling you, man.

I told you.

They're tearing up a

different street every day.

Just follow the signs.

[Guy Crossing The Street]

My Road!

[Marshal] What did he say?

[Josef] That's his road.

He said get outta

the f***in' road!

[Scotty] This is

f***ing unbelievable.

[Josef] Well what are they

supposed to do, Scotty?

[Scotty] Round 'em all up.

Give 'em a mop, give 'em a broom.

Get them to clean this

sh*t up, first off!

[Josef] Then what?

I thought they gentrified

this sh*t already.

[ Scotty] Not fast enough.

[Josef] Look at baby

girl, there's candy.

She had a cell phone.

Well I mean, like,

I usually go by that

tower over there.

That's the building I usually go

so like just don't stop.

(SHOUTING)

[Marshal] Lock it,

lock it, lock it.

[Josef] What the

f*** is he doing?

[Scotty] Are you kidding me?

[Marshal] Lovely neighborhood.

[Josef] Sh*t.

(WHISTLING)

[Scotty] Wow, told

you witching hour.

[Josef] There's some guys

smoking crack right there.

Can you pull out your phone.

Type in your address so we

can get out of this nightmare.

I've got no signal.

It's just it's nothing.

(INTENSE MUSIC)

Holy sh*t, it's like the

Great Wall of Tents out here.

(VOICES OUTSIDE VEHICLE)

F*** you, come on!

[Josef] Do we make a

left or a right, Scotty?

Look at these bums crossing

the street up there.

[Scotty] It's not my idea

to turn onto Kreuger Street.

[Marshal] What is going on?

[Scotty] What the

f*** is he doing?

[Josef] It's a

zombie apocalypse.

[Scotty] What the f***?

Hey, hey! (GROANING)

(WHISTLING)

(GROANING)

[Marshal] Wait, what is

he doing, what is he doing?

- Stay in school, kids!

- I'm sorry.

I'm so f***ing sorry.

[Josef] Get the

f*** outta here, man!

Get outta here! It's my car!

- Get off the car!

- Kill me!

- Get off the car!

- Kill me!

Kill me!

[Josef] You heard him, Marshie!

- I'm so sorry.

- Get off the car!

Torro!

Torro!

Torro!

Torro!

Torro!

Torro!

Torro!

Last time I'm doing

any favors for you!

[Josef] Green means go, Chief!

Green means go.

[Marshal] Let's go,

let's go, let's go.

[Scamp] Iwo Jima!

[Scotty] So this hobo, he

rubs his junk all over your car.

I mean, you can

just wash it off!

[Marshal] Okay.

[Josef] You didn't

see anything like that

back in Nebraska,

did you Scotty boy?

(LAUGHING)

(ALARMS SOUNDING)

Oh, sh*t.

[Marshal] You're lost.

[Josef] You're seriously lost.

[Marshal] You have to

give me better directions.

[Scotty] Make a left here,

make a left, make a left!

[Josef] How long

have you lived here?

I mean, like a

month, two months?

[Scotty] Exactly!

(LAUGHING)

(INTENSE MUSIC)

Uh, it's a detour.

We're back at the

f***ing bridge, Scotty!

What is this?

[Scotty] Well, at least

we're at a starting point

that we know. So turn around.

[Marshal] No, I'm

just turning you around.

I'm crossing the street.

[Scotty] Well, at least

there's less tents.

[Josef] We're getting

away from the tents.

[Scotty] Yeah.

[Josef] And from the

shitting on the wall.

(TIRE BLOWING OUT)

(EVERYONE STARTLED

CRIES AND CUSSING)

[Marshal]

What the f*** was that?

[Scotty] I don't know.

Just pull over, check it out.

[Josef] Look where we are, man!

[Marshal] You're

f***ing kidding me!

God, you and your

stupid detours.

What's wrong with you man?

[Scotty] Don't blame me,

man, it's not my fault!

[Marshal] You've

lived here for a month.

You don't even know

where you live!

It's stupid.

Oh my God, man, look at my tire!

I have a flat, Scotty!

Don't worry man

he'll get over it.

[Scotty] Do you have a spare?

And no f***ing signal.

Get out of the car,

get out of the car!

[Josef] Alright, we'll fix it.

[Scotty] Just fix it, yeah.

Where's your spare?

Sh*t, Josef, look at that sh*t!

[Scotty] Where's your spare?

Just get the spare.

[Marshal] Fix It!

Just fix it, c'mon man!

[Scotty] Yes, it's

just a f***ing flat tire.

[Josef] Some f***ing night.

Woah!

Hey, look at this sh*t.

[Marshall] What is that?

There's nails all

over in this board!

[Scotty] What?

- Holy sh*t!

- Who would do this?

[Scotty] It's those

f***ing bums is what!

(CREEPY WHISTLING

IN THE DISTANCE)

(DISTURBING MUSIC)

Need a hand?

Yeah, we got a flat.

That's too bad.

Yeah, we ran over that.

Ain't that a shame

(LAUGHING)

[Wilco] Let me take care of it.

- We're going to fix it, alright?

- Yeah.

Smooth operation you

guys got going on.

How much, brother?

(KICKING CAN)

This one's on the house.

(BOTTLE BREAKING)

[Josef] Scotty, what's

f***ing wrong with you, man?

[Marshal] What the f***!

[Josef] You f***ing crazy?

(FIGHTING) (SCREAMING)

(SPOOKY MUSIC)

[Fuzzy Voice Through

Ears Ringing]

If you aren't still...

I'll suck your dick.

Scott Dobbs.

Josef Lode.

College boys, huh?

I asked you a question.

Leave me alone, get the F-

That's better.

(LAUGHING)

Marshal Colter.

Football star.

What position you play, boy?

I'm talking to you.

[Group talking] Louder,

louder, louder, louder.

Quarterback!

Quarterback!

We got a quarterback here!

The next OJ Simpson!

The Juice is Loose!

OJ was a running back.

I know what he was.

He was a f***ing psycho.

And what are you boys

doing in my house?

You come down here

to see the show?

Huh?

Get your kicks?

Set fire to some bum,

watch him burn, huh?

Speak up!

[Marshal] We were

taking our friend home.

[Wilco] Huh, I

couldn't hear that.

Let it out like

you got some balls!

[Marshal] Just

taking our friend home!

Leave us alone,

you disgusting bum!

(MENACING MUSIC)

You think I'm disgusting,

you college c*nt?

You think you're better than me?

You think you matter

down here, huh?

I matter down here!

We matter.

(BUMS CHEERING)

I matter down here.

This is our turf, and

you're trespassing.

Keep it!

Keep your shithole!

Scotty shut the f*** up!

Shithole?

You think this is a

f***ing joke, Scotty?

Yeah, I do.

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