The Crossing Guard Page #3

That's Verna. Come on, now.

Let's open up your sphincter...

and let the sunlight in.

Verna!

Oh, Verna,

come on, girl.

You better hurry up.

We're gonna be late. Nicky Blair's!

- I didn't know. Is she goin'?

- Of course she's goin'.

I thought it was just

gonna be you and me. Dinner?

Well, we can't do it

in a restaurant, Verna.

What difference does it make?

Geez.

You wanna go or not?

Come on. Huh?

Whoever wants to go, come on,

let's go. I'll wait in the car.

Hey!

The train's

a- movin' on.

Get your stuff.

Get your stuff. Let's go.

- Yeah, let's go. Let's have fun.

Let's, ha-ha, party, huh? - Verna?

And I'm talking to you before about

compassion, how you have compassion...

for people, and you decide every day

who deserves compassion and who doesn't.

That's your spirituality.

If somebody is black and dying on the

street, then they deserve compassion.

And if somebody is rich and their sister

dies, they get a little bit.

But if somebody is rich and they

have a bad day, forget it.

They don't deserve a bit of compassion.

You haven't lived that person's life.

But because they don't have any

identifiable things that deserve compassion,

you don't give it to them.

Not once have I seen you

do that.

Oh, I make him feel bad.

Let me tell a joke.

Okay. Well-

Nine is taken.

I'll give him 22. Okay?

- Hello, Mr. Gale. Good to see you.

- Nick, how are you tonight?

You look so good.

Hello, ladies.

Mr. Gale, listen. I've got

a great, great, great booth for you.

It's a half a booth, but we're

gonna get the other half-

- Here. Take their coats quickly.

- Uh, half a booth?

Yes. But don't worry. We're gonna get

the other booth in about 15 minutes.

- At nine, you mean.

- It's right by the bar. I couldn't get that one.

- Is it nine?

- No, no. Don't worry about nine. Here, take this.

Come on, girls.

Look how beautiful they are.

- You're always with

pretty girls, Mr. Gale.

# Can't last #

# Any time

Any place #

This- This is, uh,

a nice table, huh?

- It's fine. Fine.

- I guess.

We can see the bar really good.

Forgive me. I have this painting.

Jojo did this painting.

After years of bullshit,

I'm sorry, finally reaches a point

where she does this incredible work.

She smears herself with paint,

she rolls herself around...

on a,

on a piece of canvass-

- Paper.

- Paper.

You were trying

to represent God.

Right? Okay.

Uh, just allow me this.

But what she ends up with

is an image of herself.

She looks for God

and she finds,

she finds herself.

Whoo!

Ate all the clams

in the house, did you?

Oh, don't torture

yourself, sweetheart.

She wants to be your woman,

motherf***er.

- Better watch your ass.

- Come on!

Go easy now.

You girls seem to be having

a good time. You must be a funny guy.

I'm a riot.

- Now get the f*** outta here.

- I didn't mean anything. I just stopped by, having fun.

- Nothin' personal.

- Go have your fun somewhere else. Just get the f*** outta here.

Relax. I don't mean any offense by this. I

just thought maybe you'd like extra help here.

You got some pretty girls here.

Maybe you need some help.

- I don't need no f***in' help!

- Hey, hey, hey!

Take it easy!

Hey, hey!

Are we having fun now,

you motherf***er?

# In my bowl

I ain't foolin' #

# I want a little sugar #

# In my bowl ##

- You had to drag me into this?

- Not to put too fine a point on it, but...

you know

something about confinement.

- I think we all know something about confinement.

- Well, there's confinement...

and there's...

confinement.

I know what you mean.

Yeah, at the risk of sounding like

I know what I'm talking about,

I think freedom's overrated.

What you're talking about.

You know, if there isn't

something bigger than, uh,

than freedom,

then freedom

is just entertainment.

Entertainment?

- Like a central computer, you mean?

- We transmit downtown.

- Everybody?

- Everybody that gets booked.

- Murderers too?

- Especially murderers.

- Ever do any murders?

- Not personally. Have you?

# Ain't it funny to see #

# How blind a man can be #

# Ain't it funny

to look back on love #

Hmm.

You all right?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. I'm just-

No, I'm f-

You know, fine.

I'm John.

I know.

I'm Jojo.

- You know. You know about me?

- Peter told me.

Mmm.

The father of the, uh,

the girl I killed,

he threatened to kill me last night.

It was an accident,

right?

Was he serious?

You, you- Serious?

I think he was serious.

I think he's a serious man.

You're the only person

I've told.

Why?

Well, I-

I think I thought

it would be romantic.

Why would you

want to be romantic?

How'd you get

that scar on your head?

Banged my head

against the wall.

- In jail?

- Uh-huh.

You or somebody else?

- You?

- Mm-hmm.

You just couldn't stand jail?

No. I just couldn't

stand me.

Yeah, I was gonna call, but it got so

late, I didn't think you guys would be up.

Of course we're up!

You just got home.

We want to see you.

I'm sorry.

It's just, uh-

- I got the job.

- Ah, good.

And Peter and his brother threw me

a coming-home party.

The day

just kinda happened.

- When do you start on the boat?

- Actually in a few hours.

Why do you stay out so late

before you start a job?

Your friends don't care

if you get any rest.

Something hit me tonight.

It was a strange night.

You know, uh,

I've done a horrible thing.

And, uh,

I'm always

gonna feel the guilt...

and remorse.

But...

when you hear about

a thing like that,

about someone who has

to carry a thing like that,

when you're in it,

it's just, it's-

It's very different...

from what you might think.

I'm not an unhappy person.

I'm just-

I'm just-

I'm someone who has caused

a lot of... unhappiness.

And a person

who's caused death.

I, uh,

I love you...

both so much.

Not just as my parents,

but...

as two people who,

who stood by

and kept giving...

your love... to that person.

That person...

who has also caused you both

so much pain.

You're our son.

Of course we love you.

No matter what.

Let's get this straight,

girl. Everyone gets paid by the hour.

- Listen, I'll see you in a bit.

- Ah, Jefferey. Thank you. Here, hold this.

- Are you all right?

- I'm fine, thank you.

I'm, uh,

I'm f***in' delighted.

- Please. We can do a fashion show outside.

- Thank you.

- Who is that, Jefferey?

- It's my boyfriend Gene.

- Did you get the car?

- Yeah. The car's outside.

- Let's get the f*** out of here. Okay. All right.

- Finally!

- Are you okay?

- I'm just f***in' great.

- Thank you.

- I can't get this thing.

- Where's the f***in' car?

- Over there.

# I might

just change my mind #

# Sometimes

you can never tell #

# Where a story

will unwind #

# How deep is

a shallow well #

# Sometimes

you would never guess #

# Who's all talk

and who just might #

# Find a way

or lose themselves #

- Same time tomorrow?

- Same, same.

All right. See you then. Hey.

- Thanks for coming all the way out here.

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