The Forsaken

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- What did you say your name was again?

- Sean.

Sean, yeah. I did business

with a guy named Sean once.

- F***ed me over real good.

- Well, you can trust me, sir.

This woman wants her car delivered

by Tuesday. That's five days from now.

- Okay, I can do it. I worked out...

- I don't give a sh*t how you do it...

so long as it gets there by Tuesday

and in one piece.

And if it doesn't,

that b*tch is gonna ream my ass.

If that happens,

I'm gonna come looking for yours.

- Yes, sir.

- What the hell are you eating?

- None of your goddamn business.

- What did the doctor say?

Oh, f*** the doctor.

You got them papers yet?

- I'm getting there.

- Been getting there for the last hour.

I'm getting there, Ned,

and I'm still getting there.

These are your papers

and your registration.

They'll explain everything

if the cops pull you over.

- But that ain't gonna happen.

- No, sir.

This one's our contract.

You get half your fee up front.

And the other half

when you deliver the car.

Here. Sign here.

What about insurance?

Don't worry. I'm covered.

If you get into an accident

and it's the other guy's fault...

just call me.

What if it's my fault?

Well, then you'd better hope to hell

I never catch your ass.

Now remember.

This ain't no sightseeing trip.

If you f*** around,

you're not gonna make Miami by Tuesday.

And no goddamn hitchhikers.

I don't care what kind of hard-luck

story they give. Don't pick them up.

It's just asking for trouble.

Woman's a real ball-buster.

Her husband ran off

with some Florida State cheerleader...

and she got this beauty

in the divorce settlement.

- And she doesn't want a scratch on it.

- Sure this thing will make it to Miami?

Not that old piece of sh*t.

This one.

- You should have seen this guy.

- A $50,000 car.

Absolutely primo.

The husband restored everything...

right down to the nuts and bolts.

Well, when are you splitting?

As soon as I tell Decker.

He's never gonna let you go,

not in a million years.

The geek wants to see you

in his office, Sean.

Saw the car, dude. It's dope.

- He's gonna get fired.

- Decker wouldn't dare. Sean rules.

- I'll bet you ten bucks he gets canned.

- You're on.

- You wanted to see me?

- What's this about taking the week off?

My sister's getting married. I thought

I couldn't go. I didn't have the bucks...

- What's Teen Zombie's release date?

- September 1 5.

- I got to deliver a trailer by August.

- I can mix and deliver in time.

- I got a week's vacation coming.

- You don't see me taking a vacation.

If I went around all the time,

this place would go to sh*t.

All right. You want to fire me,

fine, but I'm going.

One week. That's it. And if that trailer

isn't on time, your ass is out of here.

- Thanks.

- F*** you.

So?

I'll see you guys in a week.

- Hey, where you headed, cowboy?

- Miami.

We're going to Big Bob Dune Races.

It's on your way.

You should check it out.

- I can't.

- Aw, why not?

I got kind of a tight schedule.

You know, it's too bad 'cause

you don't know what you're missing.

Holy sh*t!

F***!

Ain't not damage except to the rim,

as far as I can tell.

I could pound it out for you

to make it look as good as new.

It would take me till tomorrow

to get that size of tire.

What about using the spare?

The highway's shut down up ahead

for the next 30 miles.

You gotta take some back roads.

I wouldn't want to get caught

out in the badlands without a spare.

Yeah, this is great. I lost my wallet.

I can't believe this.

- You gonna be able to pay for this?

- Yeah. Yeah, sure.

I was saving this

for my sister's wedding present.

Yeah. Yeah,

I can pay for the tire.

Hey, this motel down here...

is it clean?

Huh?

Fourteen. How was it?

Now what good is all that?

You know, he's only

gonna come back with the others.

- And you'll get shot.

- We're gonna get you out so fast...

you won't touch ground.

Wait a minute. I helped you out

this far. Now I'm finished.

- You're what?

- I said I'm finished.

I come into town on business.

Look, my cattle's dying.

I gotta take care of them.

- Dan, you're the best shot we've got.

- Well, that's not my job.

Thanks.

Nice ride. Where you headed?

Florida.

- You going through Houston?

- Yeah.

Well, I'm pointed that way.

What are the chances

of you giving me a lift?

Come on, man.

It's a long, lonely ride by yourself.

You could use some company, huh?

Look, man, I'm sorry.

It's not my car, all right?

I'm driving it for the owner.

Part of the deal is no hitchhikers.

The sun's killing me.

The local dick...

he's already stopped me twice.

- Asked me to get my ass out of town.

- You'll get a ride.

What if I don't?

What if you pick up the newspaper

tomorrow and you read about...

some slacker road kill with a picture

of my face staring back at you, huh?

Could you live with that?

I'll pay for gas!

All the gas until Houston?

Name's Nick.

Sean.

You made the right decision, Sean.

My sister kept everything together

after my mom died.

Went to work out of high school.

Put herself through college.

Put me through film school.

I really wanna be there

for her wedding.

You make a lot of money

in the movie biz?

Not yet.

Right now I'm just cutting trailers.

- What are trailers?

- You know, coming attractions.

I cut the video trailers

for Death Ball and Sorority Killers.

Really?

Well, can't say I saw those.

Movies are at the bottom

of the entertainment food chain for me.

No, I wanna cut features.

That is where the real money is.

Maybe direct someday.

My dad was the second assistant on E. T.

Now I saw that one.

Me and my friend scored some killer bud

one night, and we rented it.

What are you doing?

Drinking a beer.

Only one left, and it's warm.

- If you say please, I'll share it.

- Not while I'm driving.

That's cool.

I mean both of us.

- I'm not driving.

- I don't wanna chance getting busted.

Who the hell is gonna bust us out here?

I haven't even seen any road kill.

That's not the point. Besides,

I don't want you spilling it in the car.

- I'm not a f***ing geek!

- Listen, get rid of it.

You said get rid of it.

- Still pissed? You don't have to pay.

- You ever hear of a warrant?

You don't even live in this state.

I mean, unless you're worried

about being extradited for littering.

He didn't even bust you

for the open container.

Hey, don't push it, all right?

Hey, man, you gotta lighten up.

How you boys doing this evening?

Fine. You?

Son of a b*tch died on us just

as we pulled in here to take a piss.

- Think the battery's gone dead.

- We need a jump.

- I don't have any cables.

- That's okay. We got some.

So, what do you say?

Yeah, sure. Let's do it.

You want to pop the hood?

Get in and turn it over

when I tell you.

We really appreciate your help.

Thank you.

I'd sure hate to get stuck out here...

in this sh*t-hole.

Hey, how much you pay

for a ride like that?

- I don't know. It's not mine.

- Well, whose is it?

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