Safelight

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You f***in' holding out on me?

No.

No?

You're not?

Let go of me!

What are you gonna do? Huh?

What are you gonna do?

What are you...

I can't breathe!

Stupid, you are my whore.

- You are.

- Hey!

What the f*** you

gonna do with that, man?

You know this kid?

God damn if you

don't have balls.

You're a f***ing cripple, man.

You can't do sh*t.

He's f***ing with me.

You're goddamn...

No, you're f***ing

crazy, man. You're...

Whoa!

Hey, calm down, boy. Come on.

Don't get all worked up.

Look, look. It's okay.

Look at that, huh?

She's fine.

I got my money.

All right? Huh?

Go to work.

I f***in' love you.

You want to hear some muscle?

Oh, yeah!

Next time, bubba.

You can put that down now.

I have to go.

Photographs don't lie.

In a darkroom,

film comes to life.

The filters and paper,

an image appears,

capturing a moment in time.

What happens before

and after that moment?

That can unnerve me.

Check the bag.

Is it there?

No, it's not.

You think you're better

than us, huh, retard?

And now you take a

picture of my girl?

Only in the hallway.

She wanted to pose.

You'll never take a picture

of my girlfriend again!

Don't look at her! Don't even talk to her!

You got that, scumbag?

Crippled piece of sh*t.

Dad?

Dad, I'm home!

I gotta go.

I'll see you later.

Thanks.

Bye.

Hey, let me get

two packs of Marlboros.

Get your sorry

little asses out of here.

You think we're

gonna break the law?

Hey, you see this?

Don't you criminals

know how to read?

It says you gotta be 18, see?

What's your problem, lady?

- My problem?

- Yeah.

Oh, Charles, hold me back.

I'm gonna get myself

thrown in the slammer again.

You're crazy.

Come here,

you little piece of sh*t.

Come here! Come here!

Man!

Yes!

Oh, there's only one thing

worse than little punks.

What's that?

Truck drivers who try to pick up

pretty middle-age

convenience store owners.

Hi.

Hey.

Your friend's here.

Shh.

Is a pretty little thing.

Yeah, she's really pretty.

Mm-hmm.

It's, um, 25 cents, hon.

You can keep it.

Uh, thank... thank you.

Bye.

Bye.

Hey, it's okay

to have a crush on her.

Oh, Peg! Come on.

No. Hey, I can tell, angel.

Hey, Vicki!

So the theme could be

anything you like.

Well, let's remember to keep some

clothes on our subjects, okay?

- Ryan.

- But, Mr. Sullivan,

what if they want

to take their clothes off?

Now if anyone wants

to enter the contest,

here. Pick up one of these

applications as you leave.

Just let me know. Just... No...

I had the bat, and I was like...

I was like, "Leave her alone."

It was... It was insane.

Wh-What was her name again?

- Vicki.

- Vicki?

Yeah. She kind of like...

Truck stop's like her...

like her hangout...

Hmm. or...

You know, when I went out there,

I felt like a regular guy,

I mean, like I did what... I did

what most guys would do, you know.

Hmm. Well,

actually, I think, uh...

Listen, most guys would not

have done what you did.

I'm proud of you.

Well, it did feel pretty good.

When I went back inside,

I felt like an alien again.

Hey, Charles, uh,

we are gonna have

to start talk...

Stop.

What do you want now?

Oh, I just... I just came by

to just see how you're doing.

Anyway, last night...

Last night, I was...

I was a little bit

out of control, huh?

Yeah. You were losing it.

Yeah.

Can I come in?

No.

What you f***ing thinking?

I'm sorry.

What do you want?

I don't know.

I just want to make up.

Can we just kiss

and make up now?

Come on.

We're good, okay?

Mm-hmm.

I'm good.

Hmm? Yeah.

You want to get a beer? Yeah?

- Can I get you a beer?

- Yeah.

Okay.

You know I could take

all this away from you, right?

Yeah. Yeah, I know that.

But then what

would I do without you?

I don't know. I don't know.

- Thanks.

- Thank you.

Oh, angel, have I ever told you

how much I love making coffee?

Yeah, only about

a million times.

I have got it down to a science.

One rounded tablespoon per cup.

Not mug, cup.

And I only use this tablespoon.

You should throw that thing

out or at least wash it.

Someone's gonna get sick.

Darlin', have you

lost your mind?

This here is Grammy Ev's

sterling silver,

and it makes the perfect

cup, and you know it,

because you love

my coffee. Admit it!

I know. I know.

It'd be easier just to

pour in the grounds.

Well, speed's not gonna

make it turn out good.

Anyway, this is an art,

believe me.

You've had

your dad's coffee, right?

Ugh. It's worse than Sanka.

Well, hello.

Look who's here. You know,

some men just can't take a hint

that a lady is not interested.

Heh. Hey, there, Charles.

Hey, Jack.

Hello, sunshine.

Now, Jack...

She'll come around.

I hope so.

Is that Jack Campbell trying

to act all sweet again?

Ooh. Ho ho.

Now, there are

those crystal-green eyes

that I have been just dreaming

about since Jacksonville.

They're hazel, actually.

For you, ma'am.

Oh, roses. How imaginative.

There you go.

Boy, you are one tough cookie.

You know that, sunshine?

You know, you can buy me all

the flowers in California.

I'm still not

going out with you.

Jack, I have learned a

few things in my life.

Have you, now?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

20 years as a hairdresser,

I think, qualifies me

as an expert on people.

- I like your hair.

- Three divorces,

I think that qualifies

me as an expert on men.

And one trucker husband

who dragged me

to this shithole of a town

definitely qualifies me

as an expert on truckers,

so hit the road, Jack.

One dance.

Baby, you just

give me one dance,

and I will erase every bad

thought you ever had about men.

Oh, yes, I will.

That's right, Charles.

Ooh, like a cat.

Light on my feet, baby. No.

Look at these moves, huh, baby.

A little dip right there.

Oh, yeah, I may be stocky,

but I am agile.

Hi.

Hi.

It's a quiet night, huh?

Yeah. Um...

it's pretty late.

Yeah.

You want a cup of coffee?

Sure.

Half and half

with three sugars, please.

It's perfect.

It's really good.

No, no, no. It's on the house.

Oh.

Thank you.

Gonna go.

Heh. Bye.

So, did you enter that

photo contest at school?

Nah. I'm still trying

to come up with a theme.

Kevin always said you took

your best shots outside.

I don't know. I'm not

even sure I'm gonna enter.

I'm telling you, Charles.

One day...

- I know. Stardom.

- Stardom. Stardom.

Hey, remember those...

remember those shots

you took of me

on my Harley with Kevin?

Those?

Oh, yeah.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

I still have those.

Yeah, it was... Yeah.

Oh, you used to love

riding, didn't you?

Oh, man, I felt alive

on my bike.

Yeah, I wouldn't mind

having that feeling again.

Look, I am losing fuel fast.

I might just... I'm gonna crash.

Okay? Mm.

Time to get you to bed, cowboy.

I got him. I got him.

All right. Come on.

All right. Thanks.

You sure you don't wanna

eat something else?

- No, no. Thanks.

- All right.

Good night, Charles.

Night, Dad.

Careful.

Cold.

Can you believe Jack? I'm telling

you, I can't stop thinking about him.

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