The Dead Girl Page #4

like you wouldn't believe.

I didn't hear from her

for like two weeks.

Is it a girl

or a boy?

A girl.

Ashley.

She was really

into that kid.

Always sending her cards

and writing notes

and sh*t.

Even though

the girl can't read.

It was like she

didn't want her

to grow up hating her.

Where is she?

What?

Where?

Where is she?

[children shouting]

[female voices

speaking Spanish]

Oh.

Hi.

Hi.

Come here.

Hi, sweetheart.

Ashley.

Honey, look at me.

She wants money.

I only have 200.

Is that okay?

Give it to her.

Here. T ake it.

Hi, Ashley.

I'm your

momma's momma.

Do you want

to come with

me, honey?

Okay.

Maybe you can sit

in the back with her.

She really stinks.

She needs a bath.

Yeah, with a f***ing

fire hose.

Would you watch

your language, please?

Shouldn't you

be using one

of those baby seats?

That's why I'm asking you

to sit in the back with her.

You could get

in an accident.

You expect me

to catch her?

Would it be better

if I just left her here?

Would that be better?

Whatever, man,

I'm just saying.

I don't even know

how I would find

a car seat

around here,

in this neighborhood.

She's not my kid.

I'll buy one tomorrow.

So are you

gonna keep her?

(grandmother)

You are my sunshine

My only sunshine

You make me happy

When skies are gray

You'll never know, dear

How much I love you

Shh. Shh. Shh.

You gonna keep her?

I just need to know.

Are you?

I guess that's something

that I have to discuss

with the father.

Good luck.

It could have been

a million guys.

I would've taken her.

I almost went

and got her.

How am I supposed

to take care of her kid?

If you decide

to take her, just--

take care of her.

Did you love

my daughter?

She tried to give me

a necklace, and--

I didn't take it.

I wanted to,

and just couldn't.

Shh. Shh.

You could wait

a minute?

Okay.

She said it made her look

how she wanted to feel.

I live alone now.

And if you want it,

you could come

and stay with me.

Get back

on your feet.

There couldn't be

any drugs in my house

that's something

I just can't have but--

if you want,

you're welcome

to stay.

I don't think so.

Wait.

Wait, wait!

There is my address.

Maybe, you could

write me some time.

"Awapaho, Washington."

I knew it was

something like that.

[female voice singing]

[little boy]

Stop.

Get out!

[slap]

[little girl crying]

You're stupid.

(young girl)

Aw, f***.

I'm sorry.

Ow!!

Ow!!

That hurt!

You know,

that's not very nice.

(mother)

What's the matter with you?

Get up off the floor!

What did you

do this time?

Nothing.

What did you do?

I'm sick of this,

we're going.

Nice.

F*** is

that thing?

Shut up.

It's fer my kid.

Hey, you think

you can give me

a ride out to Norwalk?

No, I gotta

get to work.

Not until tonight.

It's my kid's

birthday tomorrow.

Just f***ing

FedEx it.

We'll be back in time.

In like two hours.

Do you think I want

to haul your ass out

to f***ing Norwalk?

Yes.

Sh*t.

Here.

F***.

You gonna

propose to me?

Yeah, right.

Open it.

Take me to Norwalk

and I'll blow you.

You'll f***ing

blow me anyway.

For free.

Open it.

I'd rather

have a ride

to Norwalk.

Just take

the f***ing necklace.

[pop music]

Why are you

eating your hair?

'Cause it's delicious.

What does it

taste like?

Mmm,

strawberry pop tarts.

Do you know what?

Cat butt.

[laughs]

Do you know what?

Turtle butt.

Turtles don't

have butts.

Do you know what?

You have a butt.

(mother)

Madison, come over here

and sit by me.

(guy)

Hey, you making friends?

Everywhere I go.

Come on, let's go.

How old is she?

Three and a half.

I got a daughter.

She's gonna be

three tomorrow.

It's a great age.

Yeah.

Yeah.

[rock music on radio]

You doing your

multiplication tables?

When I was a kid,

every birthday,

we'd go through

the Sears catalog

and pick out

what we wanted.

I mean, we'd spend

like days looking

through this thing.

And look

at each thing.

To try and decide

is that the thing

that I most wanted.

So, there was this one year

I decided I wanted this

ventriloquism doll.

So I told my mom

and I'm really excited

about this doll, right?

So, it's my birthday

and my mom puts

this big box

right in front of me

and I'm, like, "Cool."

So I open it

and she got me

this weird puppet thing,

with strings

and I felt sick.

I tried to pretend

that I was happy.

And it f***ing went down

like that every year.

I couldn't

figure it out,

"Did I give her

the wrong page? "

No. No. I finally realize

that my f***ing mother

couldn't buy anything

that wasn't on

motherfucking sale.

You go to a store

to get jeans

and it didn't matter

which ones looked right,

which ones you wanted,

you had to get

the ones that

were on sale.

Maybe that's why

you're so f***ed up.

No, I just don't want

my kid growing up

like that.

I want her to get

what she wants--

and not all the time

so she gets spoiled but--

sometimes.

Sometimes--

you should just get

the thing that you

really want.

Like,

on your actual birthday.

Jesus Christ.

I'll take you

to f***ing Norwalk.

Yes, you're the best, man!

Oh, yes!

Is that what

you wanted?

I don't know,

I didn't have a f***ing

Sears catalog.

[heavy rock music]

Now it's gonna

get in my way.

I don't care.

I do, I don't wanna have

to wash it again.

You're only supposed

to do it every three days.

So don't wash it.

Then I'll have

your cum

in my hair.

That's nice.

Ohh.

Yeah, for

the next guy.

"Ooh, baby,

you smell

real nice."

[phone rings]

[thud]

(guy)

F***.

Sh*t.

(guy)

I gotta go to work early,

some sh*t's going down.

You said you'd

take me to Norwalk.

I don't have time

to deal with that.

You promised!

I don't have time

to deal with your sh*t.

Get your stuff

and I'll drop you

or find your

own ride.

You are such

an a**hole!

Give me the f***ing bunny

and I'll drop it at

FedEx tomorrow!

T omorrow's her birthday!

She'll get it the day

after her birthday.

You are such

a selfish a**hole!

Just get your sh*t.

Give me

my f***ing money!

I need

my f***ing money!

Here's your f***ing money!

Get in the truck!

You are

an a**hole!

You know that?

F***!

Suck your own

f***ing cock!

Get in, I'll drop you

off at the corner.

F*** you, b*tch!

Can I borrow

your bike?

You got rent

for me?

It's in the room, Del.

Come on, can

I borrow it, please?

If it'll start.

Thanks, man.

You're the best.

Bring it back

in one piece.

See you later.

[groan]

Oh, I'm sorry, baby.

[groan]

What the f***?

[gasp]

No, no.

No, don't.

T ell me,

who did this?

Who the f***

did this?

You could have

killed that motherf***er.

Did T ommy do this?

No.

It wasn't T ommy?

No.

Shh, shh.

Tell me.

Who was it?

Who was it?

This is nice.

Yeah, I got

this for you.

It's got a real

diamond in it.

No, you should wear it,

it looks good on you.

It's because

of Tom, right?

I'm gonna f***ing

kick his ass.

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