The Good Girl Page #6
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- Year:
- 2002
- 93 min
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I'm proud of myself.
F*** them.
F*** all of'em.
Hey! They think that
I'm in on it, too, OK?
Corny has got a camera
in that storage room.
That Bible-thumping pervert
has been watching us
the whole time.
Well, we're out of here!
Justine... God.
I got over $20,000.
I got a gun. What else?
Oh, God,
I'm getting all goosey.
I think
I'm gonna crash.
I'm pregnant, Holden.
It's my baby.
Not necessarily.
Yes, it is.
You know it is.
Even if it is...
you cannot raise
a baby on the run.
Yes, you can.
I mean, you can't
raise a baby here.
You know that.
Justine.
You hate your husband.
You hate your job.
You love me, let's go.
I can't go tonight.
I gotta pack my things...
and I'd have
to get more money.
Well, then tomorrow.
I'll go to the motel,
and I'll wait for you.
Just be there by noon.
Oh, this is just
all going too fast.
Justine,
what do you have to lose?
Nothing.
Well,
then be there by noon.
OK.
I love you, Justine.
This is all
gonna work out.
I know it.
Oh, geez, wait.
I almost forgot.
Here's a story
of your life.
You inspired me.
Hey, Teeny.
Hey.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Justine,
this is Floberta.
Floberta,
this is Justine.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Congratulations
on your expectation.
Thanks.
Well, you think
it's a girl or a boy?
It don't make
no difference
as long as it
plays quarterback
for the Cowboys.
Well, I hear
Senor Tuna calling.
Yello.
Yeah.
Well, it's not right.
What is that
supposed to mean?
Hey, look... No.
You... No, you look.
You... You don't know sh*t, OK?
Justine's pregnant.
You got that?
Yeah, well, look...
you better check
your records again, pal...
then you call me.
Dumb doctor says
my sperm's no good.
Does that mean
Justine's not pregnant?
No.
It just means
they messed up, is all.
They don't know
everything.
They just got it wrong,
is all.
It looks like
that wind's
picking up again.
How it all came down
to this, only the devil knows.
Retail Rodeo was
at the corner on my left.
The motel was
down the road to my right.
I closed my eyes
and tried to peer
into the future.
On my left,
I saw days upon days
of lipstick
and ticking clocks...
dirty looks
and quiet whisperings.
And burning secrets
that just won't ever
die away.
And on my right,
what could I picture?
The blue sky,
the desert earth...
stretching out into
the eerie infinity...
a beautiful,
never-ending nothing.
Hey, Justine.
I know where
you can find him.
Holden?
He's at
the Motel Glen Capri...
and he'll be there
till noon.
You done good.
You're a good girl.
Hey.
Hey.
What's going on
in the bedroom?
Looks like
a twister hit it.
Oh, yeah, I was, uh...
I was doing laundry.
I thought we'd been robbed.
A spokesperson
from the sheriff s office
will be joining me.
Why aren't you at work?
They gave me the day off.
This is Ken Rudolph reporting
from the Glen Capri Motel
where a standoff between
police and a local man
has just ended in bloodshed.
Police had been given a tip
that a man suspected
of burglarizing
discount store
had been staying
at the motel.
had been staying
at the motel.
The man was
named Thomas Worther.
Worther allegedly began
brandishing a handgun.
He then fired one shot,
taking his own life.
Inside the motel room...
police say they found
$15,000 and a handgun...
Oh, man.
Retail Rodeo...
You know that guy?
Thomas Worther
was 22 years old.
Mm.
That is all the information
we have at this time.
Of course,
details are rather sketchy.
We'll continue to monitor
the situation...
...a spokesperson
from the sheriff s office
will be joining me
in a few moments with an update.
But for now, I can tell you
what we know.
Attention,
Retail Rodeo employees...
this is Jack Field,
your store manager.
As most of y'all
know by now...
we lost another employee
yesterday.
Holden was a thief
and what happened
was a sad thing.
Perhaps we can learn a lesson
from this tragedy...
like don't steal
and don't be disturbed.
The important thing
is to move on.
Life does, and so should we.
This one's for you, Holden.
I thought we were
gonna get a day
to grieve
and go to the movies.
What?
What is it?
I was just at your house,
and the mail came...
and Phil was opening letters.
And he opened this bill
from a credit card company.
And, f***...
please don't tell him
about us, Justine.
Please. Please.
I love Phil.
I love him
more than myself.
Please have mercy on me.
Hey, Phil.
Have you been
sleeping around
behind my back?
What?
I said, have you
been sleeping around
behind my back?
Yes.
Why?
Why?
I don't know why.
Don't you love me?
Don't you love me
at all?
Yes.
You're the only
man alive
that I love.
Oh, God,
please don't tell me
it's not my baby.
It's your baby.
Are you sure?
It is. I swear.
I swear to God.
Who was he?
Oh, that doesn't matter.
Yeah, it does.
Was it someone from work?
Yeah, I know who it was.
It was that
Bible-study guy...
wasn't it?
That Nazarene.
That's why you're
acting so spooked.
Yeah. It was him.
I'm gonna beat his ass.
Phil, don't.
Ah, you're getting
all swollen.
I'm sorry
I hit you, baby.
I'm sorry, Phil.
I need to get stoned.
OK.
Get stoned.
I just gotta escape,
you know?
Yeah.
Do you ever
feel like that...
like you gotta escape?
Yeah.
Yeah, I do.
What are those?
Fake eyelashes,
extra long.
J-Just do it
normal for once.
You want me to make
to even it out?
No.
Did you
hear about Corny?
He was going home
after Bible study
last night...
and 2 beefy guys
with painted faces
pulled up in a truck
and jumped him.
That's terrible.
Yeah.
That day, I read the story
Holden wrote for me.
It was kind of different
from the other ones
but kind of the same.
It was about a girl
who was put upon...
whose job
is like a prison
and whose life
has lost all meaning.
Other people
don't get her...
...new places
all the time.
especially her husband.
One day she meets a boy
who's also put upon...
and they fall in love.
After spending
their whole lives
never getting got...
with one look...
they get each other
completely.
That's my big baby.
In the end,
the girl and the boy
run away together
into the wilderness...
never to be heard from again.
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