Road to Paloma Page #2
the little you got
Four big wheels,
American steel
Pouring gasoline
on a killing field
March them soldiers
down that line
March them boys
in straight time
Good four boys
like feel on the fire
Bad news coming
by the AP wire
Dance and turn,
till your fingers burn
What, if anything,
do you think you earn?
How many do I have to do?
Ah!
Wolf!
You come to take me away?
Wolf needs a woman
that can cook, not eat.
What did you say?
You stay away from my husband.
Hey, man, where you going?
- This is your job.
- What's that?
Entertain the ladies.
Ooh.
Join us.
He'! '
I love you.
Jesus Christ.
Have a bite.
It's good stuff.
I'm good, bud.
It's all you.
What do you mean you're good?
Come on, have some waffles.
It's all you.
There you go.
- You don't want any?
- No.
- You're sure?
- I'm positive.
All right.
Can I borrow some cash?
Well, I'm a little short,
so you're gonna have to get this one.
Christ, Wolf.
I don't have any money for this.
What?
- Let's get the hell out of here.
- Dude, we can't walk out.
You guys don't have
any money, do you?
You mean American money?
That's really cute.
I'm gonna call the police.
How about that, okay?
Listen, hey, I', s...
we can work something out, okay?
Please?
Dude, I didn't follow you
to do charity work.
I didn't ask you to follow me.
I got to make money.
And not the f***ing hard way.
Hey, whoa, whoa.
Whoa, excuse me.
Where you going?
I'm going to take a piss, Todd.
You got an itch to hold it?
You know what? I gave you a break
and let you try to work off your debt.
Shut up.
I don't need to be disrespected
by either one of you guys.
Hey, man, he's not my buddy, okay?
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna do the dishes.
I'm almost done, okay?
I apologize. He's an a**hole.
Just finish up and please
don't come back here anymore.
Hey, sorry, man.
That guy's a f***ing a**hole.
You want to make
some quick money?
F***, yeah.
There ain't no use
for the slow man
He's a drunk and he is cruel,
but he's a cold man
He'll paint your noose
like an omen
He's got you thinking about
your death and you are frightened
Ain't no use for the slow man
He's a drunk and he is cruel,
but he's a cold man
He'll paint your noose
like an omen
He's got you thinking about
your death and you are frightened...
You can't refuse
what the old man
Whispered to the preacher
during the sermon
He's a saint to the fools
of the old land
But we can see straight
through the tricks that he is turning
He'll speak
but you got to believe
There's only trouble
creeping through those teeth...
You got big f***ing balls
showing up here.
That information I gave you
cost me some business.
Tribal cops knocking on my door.
You know that wasn't my intent.
What just happened?
It's payday.
Like to fight?
Let's make some money off of it.
God damn, you're a big Indian.
Come on.
Sh*t.
He f***ing won.
Give me my money, brother.
Better get out
of town, white boy.
- Thank you.
- Get out of here.
Get the f*** out of here.
Get the f*** out of here.
Well, hell's bells
What you trying to sell?
Put it on the table
before they take you to jail
What do you say?
Got a bottle to your head
And you never saw it coming
And your pretty white shirt
is red
Well, I guess
that's what you get
When you were leaning on me,
I heard you asking for it
Did you not come here
looking for a fight?
They say brown liquor
make you sleep all right
Cocaine make you grind
your teeth all night...
Run in here and get some smokes.
You want anything?
No, I'm good.
Hey, Mr. Kemp.
How you doing?
I need some
Marlboro Reds, please.
I knew it.
- What do you want?
- That him?
Oh, yeah.
Hey, Numay.
Hold up a sec.
Numay's Mojave
for mountain lion.
You know, it means
"don't f*** with me."
How you doing?
Numay, good to see you.
- This is...
- Agent Williams, "Numy."
It's Numay.
- I heard you were in town.
- Did you, now?
It seems any time a rape occurs
on the reservation,
you guys
are nowhere to be found.
But a white man's murdered
and it's call out the cavalry.
You know, he's...
he's got a point there.
Look, we're getting off on
the wrong foot here, Numay.
We just want to find Wolf.
We want to keep him safe.
You know where he's at?
No.
We're getting calls every five minutes.
I know he's in town.
You know he and I
don't see eye to eye.
Yeah.
Well, I guess that doesn't surprise me
seeing as you're a lawman
and he's a wanted fugitive.
Mr. Williams, my wife
was raped and beaten in our home.
I abided by the law.
I arrested him.
And you see where that got me.
Well, I deeply sympathize
with your family's loss,
but you can't go around taking the law
into your own hands, now, can you?
So why don't you and I
stop wasting each other's time
and you tell me
where he's going?
Unfortunately,
glory cases
are not my department.
- That a '56?
- '55.
Looks good.
Better when she runs.
What's wrong with her?
Radiator's shot.
I can help.
I can handle it.
Oh, f***.
Still want to help?
Come on, is that all you got?
Almost.
- Thanks, Bob.
- Nice to meet you, Cash.
Good luck.
Thank you.
- We did it.
- You did it.
- Wolf.
- Wolf. I like that, Wolf.
Um, Magdalena.
Magdalena.
Um...
so I have another
favor to ask you.
What?
I live about a mile
down the road.
I could obviously use a ride.
- Would you?
- Love to.
Great.
I'll grab my stuff.
You know how hard it is
to sell a house in today's market?
- Hard.
- Very hard.
Especially when it's been trashed.
This is why we're not
together anymore, Cash.
You sabotage everything.
Seriously, you're like a child.
I've got potential buyers
standing there with me
and I look like an a**hole.
Now, would you rather
file for bankruptcy?
Because that's the only option
you're leaving me with.
Just sell
the f***ing house, Linda.
Can't believe it.
Fill my lungs
with something sweet
Fill my veins with something
that stings
Come over here, baby
And give me some loving
To ease this pain...
Oh, your own place.
- This is it.
- It's cute.
Yeah.
- I'm freezing.
- I bet you are.
Can I get you anything?
I am good.
I can head back and fix
your car for you.
Thank you.
- It's beautiful.
- Yeah.
It's home.
So, where you riding to next?
Up north country.
Oh, yeah?
What's up there?
There's this lake.
I want to spread
my mom's ashes there.
She passed a couple months ago.
I'm sorry.
Smell.
It's pretty-
Yeah.
It's beautiful.
So what about you?
What about me?
I don't think I've smiled
this much in a long time.
My face hurts.
Sorry.
What are we gonna do with these?
What shall we do with those?
What are you gonna make me?
We can squeeze 'em.
Let's go squeeze some oranges.
Sounds like a plan.
I need a drink.
Let's have a drink first.
Well, the sun's gone down
And you're uptown
And you're just out
Running around
I can't hardly stand it
You're troubling me
I can't hardly stand it
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