The New Kids Page #3

Gives me something to look

forward to, you know what I mean?

And about the other day, you know,

I wanted to apologize...

...because I understand,

you didn't know me.

- Who I was.

- What happened the other day?

We had a difference of opinion.

Anyway, we know each other

better now, don't we?

And I'm real glad...

...that we're gonna be able to spend

some more time together too.

Watch my lips:

No.

B*tch, you had your shot

and you just f***ed it up.

- Okay, buddy, clear off.

- Are you made out of mouth?

I don't like you.

I don't like the way you talk.

What was that all about?

That was Eddie Dutra.

He's about as much fun

as a rabid dog.

He asked me out the other day,

I said no.

I don't like him.

You don't? Well, better get in line.

That man gives new meaning

to the word "unpleasant. "

Best stay out of his face.

Hello.

How you doing, Mr. Pollock?

Well, hell, yes.

We made a deal, didn't we?

You checked with the bank.

You got my down payment, right?

Well, you know how investors move

when they see an opportunity.

I just got myself

a little infusion of cash.

Well, you hurry up, then.

This is costing me money every day.

Well, pleasure doing business

with you too.

Who was that?

Oh, I just made a great deal

on a diesel generator.

I'm gonna be able to light

this whole place up for almost nothing.

And the roller coaster

is working great now.

You gotta come out tomorrow

and take a look at it, Fay.

Well, that ride alone

could bring in 25, $50,000 a year...

...pure profit.

- Charlie, I love you.

But I hope this isn't gonna be

another disappointment, for your sake.

Things are gonna be

all right, honey.

Things are gonna turn out just fine.

Soon enough, we're gonna be

farting through silk.

You know that girl...

...that was looking at me

at the cafeteria?

The one you said liked me?

I had a funny thing

happen with her today.

I was out on the track,

just cooling down from a workout...

...and she came jogging by.

Actually, she sort of

came jiggling by.

Anyway...

She flashed me this big smile...

...and I walked into a wall.

- Am I in over my head?

- Loren...

...you gave him our money,

didn't you?

I am real pissed.

- About the money?

- How much did you give him?

Why didn't you ask me

before you gave it to him?

Abby, it wasn't a whole lot of money.

We have to help out around here.

Do we have any left?

Yeah, there's a little left.

He said he wouldn't use it

unless it was necessary.

- How much was it?

- It was $2000.

You don't think that he's taken that

and sunk it into this crazy place?

- I don't know.

- Well, of course he has, Loren.

- He'll sink us into it too.

- Would you stop talking like that?

- Why? It's the truth!

- It's not the truth.

This is our home now, Abby.

They're our family.

Loren, that's all the money

we had in the world.

Hey!

Are you all right?

Charlie, I don't know what to say.

It's a goddamn waste

seeing something like this.

- What are you gonna do?

- The best I can, Charlie.

Did you see anybody?

Nope.

- Get a license-plate number?

- No.

- Middle of the night, for chrissake.

- Yeah.

Hi.

- Hi.

- Abby, this is Sheriff Goodsell...

...and his daughter Karen.

My niece Abby.

Hi.

Well, I guess I'd better look around,

try to find something.

What the hell kind of people

do something like this?

It's a shame, Charlie.

Just when you're whipping

this place into shape.

It would have made a hell of a claim

with the insurance company.

Except this year, I ain't carrying

that much insurance.

Ain't that always the way.

Just the year you need

it the most, you go shy.

Yeah, ain't that the truth.

Abby, would you get that, please?

Yeah, I got it.

Goddamn it.

- Can I get you something to drink?

- I don't mind if you do.

Karen?

Sorry.

It's a shame about what happened.

Yeah. Especially after

all the work we did.

It's just awful

what some people will do.

It sure is.

I'm Karen Goodsell,

the sheriff's daughter.

Hi. I'm Loren...

...MacWilliams.

Pretty good

with your hands there, Loren.

Apparently, not great.

Would you mind handing

that up to me?

No, not at all.

- Need some help?

- It's okay. I think I got it.

That's all right. I'll help anyway.

Here.

There, now you got them together.

It must be weird living here.

Oh, not really.

You get used to it.

It's our home.

Go ahead, nail them in.

Thought you said

you were good with your hands.

I used to be.

One of us is gonna have to

go down there and get those.

They're your boards.

Right.

Must get pretty boring

being cooped up here all the time.

Not really.

Sometimes I get my daddy's car.

Maybe we could go for a ride?

Well, I usually have a lot of work

to do after school.

- You must have time for a ride.

- Karen!

- It's your dad.

- Karen! Come on.

- I gotta go.

- Let's go.

- See you soon?

- Yeah. School tomorrow.

Right. Well, bye.

Hey, come on.

Hey, Loren. How many cans

of this paint we got left?

- Just what you got.

- Need a couple more.

- How about running into town for me?

- Sure.

I wanna go too.

Take the Cadillac. Enjoy yourself.

All right. See you in about a half.

That old paint?

Oh, no problem. You can pick it

right up this afternoon, any time.

Okay.

- How you doing?

- Good.

I need a couple of gallons

of powder-blue oil-based enamel.

Oil-based enamel, right.

Oh, and some acetone.

One quart?

- Make it a couple quarts.

- Okay.

- Oh, paint thinner.

- Right out front.

I'll get it.

I think you missed a spot.

- Loren.

- Oh, here she comes.

You better come here.

Here she comes.

Be cool, be cool, be cool.

Would you look at this thing

over here?

You know, it's kind of surprising...

...that people would do

something like this.

You sorry bastard.

- Don't worry. We saw who did it.

- Yeah.

It was three of the biggest

motherfuckers I ever seen.

- Wearing suits.

- Yeah, three-piece ones.

- They were real well-dressed.

- Yeah, real good-looking too.

Attractive motherfuckers.

John Law.

- Trouble here, boys?

- Hey, Mike.

Two ugly little guys...

...just scratched the sh*t

out of this guy's car here.

Damn, that's awful.

Two ugly little guys, you say.

- This Charlie MacWilliams' car?

- He's our uncle.

Is that whose car it is?

Well, holy sh*t, is he gonna be mad.

- Pissed as hell.

- Fit to be tied.

So which way did these two

ugly little bastards go?

Well, Mike, it's hard to say.

I think you can

take care of it, though.

Have a nice day, now, officer.

- Sorry about your car.

- It's a shame.

Can they get away with this?

Well, you could make a report

if you wanted to.

No. No report.

Sorry, kids.

I'll be right back.

There you are.

Back in one piece, I see.

Oh, my God.

My car.

Hi.

You want me to cut you?

Roll over.

I came here to accept

your apology...

...and payment

for the damages to my car.

Get up.

Get down.

My, my, snow white.

- Where's your money?

- F*** you.

Where's your f***ing money?

This is for the car.

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