The Banger Sisters Page #7

Well, Suzette and I were...

What? What?

Photographers?

I'm sorry.

No, Raymond.

I'm so sorry. No, no.

No. We were... groupies.

You... You were...

You were groupies?

You were a groupie?

Yeah.

And th... these... these

are pictures...

Of musicians.

Musicians?

And a few roadies.

And a few roadies.

What do you mean,

that you were a groupie?

We...

Sorry.

Oh, Dad, Mom, where are you?

Oh, sh*t!

- What have I done?

- Lavinia!

What are you doing?

Jeez. It smells like...

Here.

Hi, honey.

Uh...

it's, uh... Ginger.

She took my car.

This is so stupid.

All I did was

bang into a parked car...

a little bit,

and they take me to a hospital...

and force me

to wear this stupid thing?

Mom, what happened

to your hair?!

It's OK. Sit down.

I'm not injured, except for

the air bag hitting me in the face.

You were driving

without a license.

Then why don't they take me

to jail? It would make more sense.

You're in enough trouble already,

young lady.

I drove all over Phoenix, Dad.

That was the only car I hit.

It wasn't even my fault.

What do you mean,

it wasn't your fault?

Hannah gave me the keys.

You said

you'd stay on Blossom Circle.

It was too boring.

It was a circle.

You let your sister drive your car?

I can't believe

you were that irresponsible.

Me?! You have

a whole history of being...

irresponsible, it turns

out... you and Suzette.

Hey, I'm just standing here.

Doing what?

What do you have

to do with our family...

besides coming in here

and wrecking it?

Everything was fine

until you showed up.

It was not fine.

She made it worse.

Suzette.

- Lavinia.

- Mom! You are such...

a hypocrite. You

freak out because I...

have sex in the pool

with my boyfriend?

- This is my job.

- The pool?

I'm just trying

to keep you safe.

I don't think

that's the problem...

with you breathing

down my neck.

Please be quiet.

I'm so safe,

I'm suffocating here.

I can't wait

to get out to college...

to get away from you.

This is a hospital,

for God's sake.

Will you just let her talk?

She's telling me...

what a shitty job

I'm doing as a mother.

This is a public place.

Oh, what are you

so worried about...

You might lose a vote or two?

I'm worried about you. That's

what I'm worried about, Vinnie...

or whatever the hell

you're calling yourself these days.

One minute

you're pruning the plum trees...

the next you're putting penises

all over the floor.

Penises?

I have no idea who you are.

No. You don't.

You're right, because,

you know, I am so busy...

pruning the plum tree

and taking you to soccer...

and picking up all your sh*t...

and taking the dog...

for his umpteenth

distemper shot that...

I have lost me.

Can we go home, please?

I'm tired. I can't even see.

You know, we have...

graduation today.

Yeah, Mom, and I'm

really, really hungry.

You haven't heard a thing

I've said, have you?

What just happened?

Hello.

Harry, listen,

I'm coming back.

I'm gonna get my stuff,

get my car.

I'm leaving.

I'm going back to L.A.

- But...

- But nothing.

You're just a guy

I picked up, Harry.

I just picked you up,

all right?

I'm done talking.

Just stay out of my way.

Hannah and Ginger were really

angry at me. They're not...

It's not them.

They were right, Vin.

I don't belong here.

I don't know

where I belong.

I just came here to...

Oh, I don't know

why I came here.

I don't know

what I'm looking for.

I just know

I f*** things up.

I f***ed things up really good.

I do that.

No.

And you guys

are fighting and arguing.

I lost it.

It's just my fault.

No, it isn't. I lost it.

But that's what people do

when they...

love each other, is that

they yell at each other...

and they argue.

I'd give anything

to have a family...

to argue with

and fight with...

but I only have

a f***ing cat...

who's not even

worth talking about.

But I'm your family.

You fight with me, right?

Oh, Vin.

My only claim to fame is...

that I let a zillion

zonked out musicians...

get in my pants

who don't even...

care about me.

Oh...

Oh, Vin.

I did, too, only I couldn't

even talk about it...

until you came along.

Now I'm laughing

about it and dancing.

Look at me.

Hmm? You're a force, sweetie.

I love that about you.

There's nobody else

like you, OK?

I love you.

I love you, too.

1, 2...

3, 4, 5, 6...

7, 8, 9, 10.

You know,

there was a guy...

that was brought

in there on a stretcher.

His face was all blue...

and he had a thing over him.

I thought he was dead.

Even he looked at my tits.

Well, maybe you revived him.

Oh, man.

I want to walk.

OK. Where do you want to go?

It's early. I don't

want to wake him up.

Where is he?

Oh, something's wrong.

- This isn't good.

- Why?

Nope.

It's a beautiful day, Suzette.

He could be anyplace.

- No. Something's wrong.

- What?

I feel it.

Oh!

Oh, Vin, the typewriter's

at the bottom of the pool.

What?

The gun.

He must have taken his gun.

Harry has a gun?

Yeah. With one bullet

intended for one person.

Who?

His father.

He's gonna shoot his father?

Yes. I just...

Oh, man. I feel bad.

I called him,

I hung up, and I...

Suzette, Suzette,

Suzette, listen.

I just feel... Yeah.

Focus. Where is his father?

Uh, he's in an old-age home.

OK.

It's like

something something.

It was like

something, something.

Something.

All right, focus.

Something...

Horizon something.

Horizon Hills?

That's it. Horizon Hills.

Do you know it?

Yeah.

Well, let's go, man.

But it's not

an old-age home.

What's your take on him, Vin?

The gun thing's tricky.

Oh, man.

What am I gonna do?

How am I gonna talk him

out of it?

You'll figure it out.

Just stay calm, rational.

Yeah.

You lied to me, Harry.

And you told me to stay out

of your way, remember?

Get in the car.

It's between me and him.

But he's already dead,

you lunatic.

No, he isn't.

He's in here.

What?

In here.

Why do you still blame him?

You know what kind

of father I had.

When I was 4, I'd feel...

F*** 4.

My whole childhood,

he was never there.

I went to bed every night

without a dad to tuck me in.

You know how damaging

that can be?

It's too bad you didn't

know me back then...

because I could have

sent my father over...

and he could

have tucked you in.

He hated me,

thought I was worthless...

criticized everything I did.

For heaven's sakes.

You ran me over.

Someone had to.

Did you hear yourself?

You don't run over a person!

Harry, we were only going

2 miles an hour.

What's the problem?

You were gonna kill

yourself anyway, right?

Harry, come on.

You're both insane.

So true.

I got it. I got it.

Give me that.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna help you, Harry.

Jesus.

That was your one bullet.

Go forgive him, Harry.

You're here.

You might as well talk to him.

Dad?

Dad?

Hmm.

Come on, Suzette.

Hurry up.

Hurry, hurry!

I'm coming, I'm coming.

They may have

already started.

Hi.

Come on.

Come on.

Suzette, come on.

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