The Sunchaser Page #3

I'm in control now.

- Whoo!

- Oh, no.

No.

No, no, no. Stop it.

We're gonna die.

We're gonna die.

Oh, sh*t!

We're gonna die.

We hit 118. Detroit iron, man. Whoo!

- Yeah.

- You're crazy.

Victoria, I wonder if he

has forgotten us.

Mrs. Reynolds, you have a phone call.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Thanks.

- Hello?

- Hi, Victoria.

Chip, where is he?

- Michael told me that...

- He disappeared.

What?

Go slow.

Well, that's a balanced meal.

Can I help you?

Thirty dollars on Number 5.

Sixty-four fifty.

Out of a hundred.

You know, miss, you really

shouldn't be smoking around that infant.

There's no ventilation here at all.

Secondary smoke definitely can do

irreparable damage...

...to a respiratory system that young.

Thirty-five fifty is your change.

- What are you, a f***ing doctor?

- Well, as a matter of fact...

I don't need nobody telling me

how to take care of my kid.

You want this job, a**hole?

Miss, if you knew the statistics,

I'm sure you wouldn't take that attitude.

F*** you.

Keep frying up those mentholated lights,

and junior will end up looking just like me.

Both of you two,

get the hell out of here right now.

Or I'm calling my boyfriend.

K-BAFM at the top of the hour.

Lucky 108 FM, the tristate home of

classic rock from the '60s, '70s and '80s.

Rocking on glitter platforms

with David Bowie, with "Suffragette City"

Secondary smoke

can cause irreparable damage...

...to a respiratory system that young.

That's all right, man.

Yeah, that's all right. That's fine.

You know, my wife is probably having

a nervous breakdown right now.

I missed the most important dinner

of my life.

Yes, everything is all right.

It's just peachy.

You know, a lot of weird sh*t

happens in life.

What are those?

Just some A's, man.

Amphetamines.

Well, live it up, you know. Live it up.

Candy bars, alcohol, cigarettes.

The human body

is a remarkable and resilient thing...

...but you can't continue

with this kind of abuse.

- Your white blood count is extremely low.

- Oh, f*** that.

White blood count and red blood count,

you think I give a f*** about either one?

Is it any worse

than the sh*t you give me?

You're gonna have to crash sometime.

I promise you.

You think you know what's good for me.

You don't know sh*t, man.

It's all explanatory how I gets wicked

But it's mandatory that I just kick it

- Pull over.

- What?

Pull over.

Why are we pulling over? I think...

No, no, no, man. Way over.

This does not look safe.

It's not safe.

It's only beautiful.

What?

Keep rolling.

- What was that?

- Cattle guard.

- It's cool, cool.

- Huh?

It's cool.

- Just stop here, stop.

- Stop here? I'm not stopping here.

Why are we stopping here?

To sleep.

To sleep?

You know, we're gonna get shot

by some rancher out here after all this.

No, ain't no ranchers out here.

Mountain lions, maybe.

No, no, no, you know what?

There ain't no mountain lions out here.

I think there's devil worshippers, man.

They cut us up and drink our blood.

This looks like the kind of place

they'd hang.

Would you be quiet, please?

No, you...

Aliens.

There's aliens out here.

Little white motherfuckers.

- Would you please be quiet?

- The Army knows about this sh*t.

They've been keeping it a secret.

They've got these spaceships up there.

- They beam us up and cut us up with lasers.

- Would you please be quiet?

Good night, doctor.

Good night.

He's out there, man.

He's out there.

Good news.

There's no blood and no body.

- That's what the

sheriff's office says.

- Oh, I think that's

very reassuring, Victoria.

I sent Callie off with Rosa this morning.

I just couldn't bear to tell her

why Michael's mother's flying in.

Don't worry, honey.

I mean, he's only a 16-year-old boy.

Please, God, let him be gone.

Let him be gone.

I'll never cheat

another insurance company.

I'll buy Victoria the house.

Whatever it takes, I...

Just please, God, I beg you.

Just let me get out of this,

let me get out of this.

Yeah.

Good morning, doc.

Let's go.

Subhuman piece of sh*t.

Please leave a message at the beep.

Hello? This is Brandon Monroe.

I'm in Arizona.

I'm on my way.

Everything is cool. Let's roll.

I said, let's roll.

Look, Blue, I'm losing my mind.

I'm...

If you put that gun away

and let me out right now...

... I'll forget this everhappened,

I won't press charges, I swear to God.

Man, you as dumb as two bricks.

I'm dumb?

I'm dumb?

Right now, there is a manhunt underway

for you and me, my friend.

I'm talking FBI, state police.

Our pictures our probably plastered

all over the front page.

- Don't flatter yourself, man.

- The next time we stop for gas...

And by the way, this baby

is getting about 10 miles per gallon.

The next time we stop anywhere

for anything...

... this whole charade

is over, finished, done, finito.

Anywhere, huh?

Yeah, okay, all right.

Pull in here right now.

Right here.

Looks like nobody read

the front pages yet.

When you're checking out the menu, Mr.

Glock is gonna be looking at your dick.

So try to give any rope, any,

you will make the front page.

You know what I'm saying? So sit down.

Breakfast?

The special?

- What is the special?

- It's on the menu.

Two strips of bacon,

eggs, sunny-side up,

hash browns, some fried perch

and a side of tartar sauce.

Do you have anything that would

constitute nourishment on the menu?

We got what we got

and we don't got what we don't got.

Do you got carrot juice?

No, we got carrots.

Two specials.

And a carrot.

Nice tits, huh?

I beg your pardon?

You were checking out her tits.

I wasn't checking out anything.

Yeah, you were.

You were checking them.

Nice ass too, huh?

What would your wife say?

Why don't you grow

some pubic hair, junior.

I got pubic hair, a**hole.

It's the one place I got hair left.

You're lucky.

You better eat up, man.

We won't be hanging here all day.

Hey, Fuzz.

You know, it might be wise to take

a breath between bites once in a while.

What do you care how I eat

or what I eat?

There's some relationship...

... between what you're putting

in your body and the state it's in.

You should see the sh*t

they give us in jail.

Horse cock and piss.

They kick it through the pie door.

Sh*t will kill you.

Yeah.

I knew I could make it.

Do you have any family, Blue?

My pops, my real father,

he was a down motherf***er, man,

but he's dead.

My mother died in jail too.

My brothers are all locked up and sh*t.

My sister, she's raising

two kids by herself.

Do you have any friends?

All the G's,

the ones I used to hang with,

they're all Glocked up or locked up

except Smokes.

I don't know nobody out there no more.

You see, I was 13 when I went to jail,

now I'm 16.

Nobody knows who I am no more.

You know what I'm saying?

I grown old.

I have a daughter. She's 3.

I have a picture. Would you like to see it?

Why the f*** not?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

That's my wife on the right

and my daughter on the left, obviously.

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