Road to Paloma Page #3

It just can't be

Well, you don't know, babe

I love you so

You've got me all torn up

All torn up

You say you're through with me

You're setting me free

When you were just out

With your used-to-be

I can't hardly stand it

You're troubling me

I can't hardly stand it

It just can't be

Well, you don't know, babe

I love you so

You've got me all torn up

All torn up

Well, now you're gone

And I am alone...

Well, thank you, Cash.

Well, thank you.

That'll be $100.

$100? For what?

The dances.

Well, I don't have $100, sweetheart.

It's Layla.

Whatever.

Really?

Bobo!

Relax.

Okay.

What about the money

I spent here?

I got money in this place.

F*** you!

- Get out of here.

- All right, guys.

See you later.

- Hey.

- Thought you left me.

I fixed her.

I think.

Try her out.

We'll see about that.

Hey!

Ta-da!

You said we'd move back East

If the well ran dry

Make a new home

in New England

On the state line

Under the pine trees

and rubber leaves

I thought we'd never run out

Heavy as sin in the strong

winds south

Heavy as sin

In the strong winds south

Heavy as sin

In the strong winds south.

Can I see you?

What are you hiding under there?

Nothing.

Scared?

I am.

Don't cut me.

All right.

- Ow!

- Oh, God!

- Sorry.

- Damn it.

You thought that was funny, huh?

I thought you f***ing cut me.

- All right. All right.

- You got close. You got close.

Yeah, well, I didn't.

Let me do it.

Let me do it.

Nice.

Wow.

You got hair all over you.

Oh, man.

I look ridiculous.

Cash.

Sitting by the river

with my pretty little lady

Gonna sing a song

and everyone's gone

Noonday sun been beat...

Morning, sunshine.

Morning, pretty boy-

What'd you do with

my friend, man?

What'd you do to your face?

You missed out.

I fell in love last night.

You sure?

Come on, bud.

Get out of there.

- Sh*t, be easy on me.

- Oh, God damn, you're heavy.

F***ing Christ.

That hurt?

You all right?

No.

No, I'm not all right.

I figured out

some sh*t last night, though.

When anyone tries to love me...

I push them away,

make them hate me.

I also figured out

I might have a drinking problem.

Maybe.

Then I was thinking, man...

I don't really like myself, man.

You know?

F***.

Come on.

Where's he at?

He's out back.

Guard that with your life.

Step outside.

Shh.

You know who I am?

Mm-hmm.

Do you know why I'm here?

I'm looking for

a great big Mojave

going by the name

of Robert Wolf.

He came by here yesterday.

What did he want?

Money.

And?

Came by with a white guy.

Was it Irish?

No, some other white guy.

Irish doesn't live here anymore.

Good.

Now, which way did he go?

I don't know.

You don't know?

And you know where Irish lives,

don't you?

Don't know.

You know what?

I believe you.

Who's Irish?

Um, you know, Irish.

He's Timmy Murphy.

You know,

married to Wolf's sister.

They used to run together.

It's in the report.

- It's in the report?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I think.

Maybe not.

I don't know.

Irish is Timmy Murphy. There.

Well, I'd like to meet him.

Yeah, well, you can't.

He's 500 miles away.

They're up north now.

They're out of the picture.

We got people on it,

but there's no way

Wolf's going over there for dinner.

Guy's wanted for murder

and he's not an idiot.

Get in the f***ing car

and take me to Irish.

Damn.

You are fun.

Okay, we'll do that.

Zip on over there.

Take my arm

Sinking low

But in public

I am bleeding on a pole

Who is this?

Another friend?

Don't introduce me,

I got enough on my hands

But I am not the other guy

You better strike while

the iron's hot or say good-bye

I do

All I can I can

For you

Once you're done

You'll spit me out

Or chew.

Help! Help!

Help my sister!

That man is raping her.

- You need help?

- My sister needs help.

- Where she at?

- She's over there.

- You got flares?

- Yeah, I got flares.

- Stay with him, man.

- Hey, hold on.

Wolf, wait!

Can you show me where she is?

- She's over there.

- Can you show me?

Okay.

Help me!

No!

That diamond ring

don't shine.

Baby, I'm starting to think

you don't love me.

That you don't love me

or need me.

Let's see how many

we can get in there.

No.

Three.

- No!

- Shut the f*** up.

Cash!

Hold on.

Cash!

Cash!

Can't see it, man.

Bust through.

Go. The other way.

Get through.

Help!

Help!

- What happened?

- She was raped.

- Take her. Help them.

- Come on.

Come here, buddy.

- Help them out.

- Come on.

Go. Come on, buddy.

We got to go.

- I need to talk to you guys.

- What are you talking about?

Stop right there.

Stop right there. Freeze!

Show me your hands!

Walk back to the sound

of my voice.

Back. Back. Back.

Stop right there.

Now turn around.

What are your names?

Cash Guirgis.

Robert Wolf.

Now, what happened?

We're coming up the road there

on our motorcycles

and we saw the boy

on the side of the road.

He had blood on his shirt.

He has blood on his face.

We stopped.

We followed him down

to the ravine about half a mile back.

- Down there there's a white guy.

- Stop right there.

- We were just trying to help.

- Shut your mouth.

This is Officer Sosi.

I have two suspects at gunpoint

at the ranger 103.

- Send help now.

- No, we're just trying to help.

Shut your mouth!

Are you armed?

No, sir.

Are you armed?

No.

The both of you

turn around for me.

Robert Wolf?

Are you Numay's son?

Yeah.

This is Officer Sosi.

I have one white male suspect

down by the river entrance.

Send help now.

They're coming.

You guys need to go quick.

Thank you.

Let's go.

They're coming.

Get out of here.

Why the hell are we running?

You got something

you want to tell me?

Look, Wolf,

just be straight with me, man.

That's all I'm asking.

My mom was raped.

When my father found her

in our house...

she was beaten so badly,

he couldn't even recognize her.

We had to put her on life support

'cause she couldn't breathe

on her own.

She couldn't eat.

She couldn't speak.

She was gone.

They catch the guy?

Tribal police found him

and they arrested him.

But because he wasn't native,

he's got to be tried in a federal court.

Federal prosecutors

declined the case

because apparently

it wasn't serious enough.

They hold him for a year

and then they release him.

Six months ago, I tracked

the man down and I killed him.

Been on the run ever since.

Morning, sunshine.

Coffee?

It's hot.

Sorry I went through your pack.

Breakfast?

You know you got

a snoring problem?

- Really?

- Yeah, it's disgusting.

- Seriously.

- F*** you.

Cheers.

Thanks, man.

So, where we going?

This place is amazing.

Something I can help you with?

Yeah, you sure can.

How much for this?

All this stuff.

All these knickknacks

and whatnot.

I'd like to buy it, your place.

It's not for sale, my man.

Well, I was hoping maybe we could

work out an arrangement.

Get the f*** off my property.

Ooh, tough guy!!-

I f***ing knew it!

You got seven seconds to get off

my property, motherf***er.

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