Relative Evil Page #7
- Year:
- 2001
- 16 Views
to keep
emergency routes open.
Is there spring
in sight, Cindi?
You know
what I think, Bob?
What's that,
Cindi?
Seems to me that spring
took a cruise to Aruba.
[guitar music]
(The Busy Signals)
Watch it, watch it.
Watch it, watch it.
Watch it, watch it.
It's so nice
to finally feel
Happy to say
that everything new
is old again.
Everything old
has been retired.
Remember that show
In Search Of, Cindi?
Yep, sure do,
Bob.
Seems to me like maybe
in search
of spring.
Ha, in search of spring.
(The Busy Signals)
No one's falling for it.
No one's falling
for the new you.
No one's falling for
not a peep out of you.
Don't peek.
when you see how I can
make you dream
like a slot machine.
This is even worse
than the one in '99, isn't it?
You can drag it
out of me,
but just drive away.
Pale wind.
Still not falling
for the new you.
[glass shattering]
Watch it.
[woman over TV]
forget that.
(man)
I remember.
I put a little OT
that night.
[chuckling]
(woman)
Well, Bob...
$291.
That ain't so bad.
Hey, minus
the $20 you owe me,
plus the $20,
let's say, for food.
[worriedly]
JJ?
I'm sorry.
I'm--I'm--I'm tired.
It's nothing.
Just tired.
Hey, look, the $20,
you know--
forget about the $20.
I have your money,
Bull.
You said they needed
somebody
for night maintenance?
Yeah, sure.
I'll check.
Maybe you should just
take it easy for a few weeks.
What do you care?
Just ask, huh, Bull?
I got to check out
early tonight.
Where are you going?
I'm going out.
That okay?
Yeah, sure, JJ.
[door closing]
[woman over TV]
Well, just when you thought
it was safe
to put away the snowsuit,
here comes mountains
of white powder,
mountains and mountains
of the flaky stuff,
numbing your face
and nose.
[TV shuts off]
[melancholy music]
[footsteps approaching]
Shouldn't you be
in school?
It's, um, snowed out.
Lot of snow days.
You know, you're just
going to have to make them up
at the end
of the year.
Yeah.
F*** off, Benji.
Leaving
a girlfriend behind?
Uh, no, sir.
You have had
a girlfriend in the past,
haven't you?
Ye-Yes, sir.
And you liked
having a girlfriend?
It was okay.
I'm not gay, sir,
if that's what you're
trying not to ask.
We'll see you
when you're 18, son.
[weeping]
I'm such
a selfish bastard, Doc.
I'm so sorry.
[kindly]
Well, nobody wants
your apologies.
And see, what you're
going through
is a process
of meeting yourself,
and it's not going
to be easy.
You're not going
to like everything you learn,
but you can face it,
sober and aware.
What if I can't
stand myself?
Well, it's natural
to be afraid.
Fear is a--
is a necessary doorway.
[breathing shakily]
I've never felt afraid.
Well, see,
is a feeling, caring person,
and if you weren't afraid
to lose that,
then you really would
be dead.
[man over TV]
With tremendous
underwater thrusts,
the bull tunnels his way
inside the narrow--
[knocking]
The act is a painful,
powerful--
[TV shuts off]
[pounding]
[rattling]
(JJ)
Who is it?
Come here.
Shh, shh!
What the--
[muffled shouting]
Shhhhhhhhh!
We're going to go
for a ride.
No, we're going to go
right now.
Put your f***ing coat on.
[driving rock music]
I need
my f***ing money, JJ.
You said my birthday,
Bobby.
You know what?
F*** that, man.
That's--
that's seven days away.
I need it now.
I need it
right the f*** now.
I just picked up
some extra shifts.
Some guy wants me
to look after his mother, see?
I'm shoveling snow.
How much you got, huh?
It's not what I thought
I'd be making
at the plant.
How much do you have?
I don't know,
Bobby.
I'm trying, all right?
$611?
What the f***
were you going to do, huh?
F***.
Like it really
f***ing matters anyway, huh?
[speaking indistinctly]
Oh, f***, I'm dead!
I'm f***ing dead!
They're going to ki--
They're going
to kill me!
Who is?
[whispering]
These f***ing guys.
[inhaling sharply
and whimpering]
They came all the way
from Florida.
What do they want?
$16,000--
my head in a box.
Oh, f***.
Hey, you got a gun?
Huh?
You got to get
out of here, Bobby.
Bull has a gun.
I know Bull has
a f***ing gun.
There's no gun,
Bobby, all right?
Look, you got
to get out of here.
Where the f***
am I going to go?
You could stay
at my house, all right?
You just got to be out
of here by the morning.
You'll let me stay
at your house
after all the sh*t
that we've been through?
We grew up together;
of course.
That's real
f***ing white of you, man.
[laughing]
Man, if we had
a f***ing gun--
[laughing]
We could show some Cubans
what a couple of hicks could do
with some teamwork
and a shotgun, huh?
We'd f***ing blast them.
[laughing]
F*** the gun, Bobby,
all right?
Go to the cops.
F*** the cops, man.
We have to think,
all right?
You got my stash?
[tires squealing]
[engine accelerating rapidly]
Held out that long,
huh?
[laughing]
That's really great, man;
that's really f***ing great.
Congratulations,
you know?
I want you to know that I wasn't
going to hurt you really.
You know?
I just--
I mean,
you know that,
right?
You know that
I wasn't going to hurt you.
We never stopped
being friends.
We both said some sh*t,
but it was bullshit.
Sure, Bobby,
we're still friends.
I just wanted it
to be the same, man.
Bobby,
you got to run.
I mean, Bull might have
some money.
He keeps his wallet
on the dresser.
It's going
to be different, man.
You know, if I could
just figure out a way
to walk away
from all of this.
It's going to be
so different.
I just need some time
to think
of how I can make this right,
you know?
[inhaling deeply]
[coughing]
Different.
[footsteps
approaching]
(JOHN:
)The only thing I have
is 16 bucks, man.
I figure this way
you have some gas money.
Bobby?
Bobby?
Bobby?
Bobby?
Bobby?
[intense music]
(Looper)
These things,
I've found.
This girl,
these sounds.
These days
are all right.
These days
and these nights.
These things
almost make me smile.
These things
almost make me smile.
These things
almost make me smile.
[deep breathing sounds
and synthesized music]
[woman vocalizing]
[pounding]
(Bull)
JJ, let's go.
I'm not going.
What's the matter?
You sick?
What--you didn't
stay up all night
watching them
whales hump, did you?
I'm not going.
Well, what do you want me
to tell them?
Tell them
I'm not going.
Hey.
[retching]
Oh, honey,
are you all right?
[strained]
Get out.
Out!
Get the f*** out!
JJ?
[retching]
[driving rock music]
(Cell-flo)
I can tell you were wrong.
The sky opened wide.
Out of the storm.
Where will you hide?
The king is a despot;
the queen is a liar.
The king is a despot;
his sisters are thieves.
The king is a despot;
his sons are diseased.
Sweetie?
I'm--I'm just going to leave
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