The Trigger Effect Page #5

- Why do you want to leave?

It's different for us.

We got a kid.

- You want to run away?

- It's not running away.

- What's the matter with you?

- Nothing. It's not safe here.

I just saw a guy

get killed in my driveway.

I sure am sorry about that.

It must be a real strain.

- That's not what I meant.

- It's ten times worse for me.

I'm not saying that.

You should be grateful you

didn't get your hands dirty.

Wait a minute. Let me make

this clear, all right?

I feel good about what I did.

I acted, Matt.

Me and that guy across the street.

And you and you and your baby are

probably alive because I acted, okay?

If that's the way

you see it.

How do you...

You know what?

- Tomorrow morning I'm just going to get lost.

- No, we're all leaving.

All right? All of us.

I heard you get up.

Do you want to be alone?

I couldn't sleep either.

What are you thinking?

Nothin' good.

Your folks' place

is 530 miles from here.

We can make it in a day

if we drive straight through.

We should take my truck.

It's got four-wheel drive.

You never know

if we're gonna need it or not.

If we can keep up

20 or so miles a gallon...

that means we'll need 26 gallons

of gas to get us there.

My tank holds 14.

We can siphon some

from the other two cars.

Keep a can in the trunk.

But that means

somewhere along the way...

we're gonna need

another seven gallons of gas.

Gas stations

aren't gonna be open.

Even if they are,

they won't sell it to us.

And even if they would,

we couldn't pay.

But along the way, we have to get

seven gallons of gasoline...

somehow.

Hey! Joe!

Come on, man. Let's go!

They're not gonna work.

They were at the bottom of the pool.

It's okay. It's okay. That was nothing.

- Some of 'em work.

- Yeah.

Won't do us any good

if we don't bring it.

Hey, mind if I drive?

Uh, yeah, kind of.

Come on.

It's no big deal.

You drive your car.

I'll drive my car.

How's that sound?

Hi.

- Don't suppose you have anything cold?

- Sorry. We don't.

- All right. Three sodas, please.

- Sure.

Oh, I am so tired of it hot.

I'm tired of this whole deal.

Uh, two cheese sandwiches...

two warm Pepsis.

I wish we could

do better for ya.

Thanks.

Come on. Hurry up.

- Excuse me.

- You bet.

Hey, uh, could I get a

glass of water, please?

Excuse me.

I've got a problem.

I need some gas.

You think I can get some gas

from you people?

- You kiddin'? Our gas?

- Yeah.

I'm kiddin'.

I'm a joker.

How ya doin'?

Name's Gary.

- Raymond.

- Good to meet ya, Raymond.

- You know anything about cars, Ray?

- Nope.

Sh*t. I'm having a little

problem with my fuel pump...

I don't know... something.

You don't know anything?

Sorry.

- Can you spare a little gas maybe?

- Can't do it.

I'll give you 10 bucks

for a gallon.

I said I can't.

You can't spare one gallon

of gas for $10?

That's... right.

Well, that's

bad business, Ray.

- How about your friend here? He got a car?

- We're together.

I guess I'm just

sh*t outta luck, huh?

- Didn't say that.

- Yeah, you did.

Hey, uh,

where's your john at?

In the back.

Somebody's in there

right now.

Well, sorry.

Who is it? The Pope?

They'll be out in a minute.

You know what, Raymond.

I just don't think

we're ever gonna be friends.

Free ice cream.

Come on, folks. Get your ice cream.

We don't really need ice cream.

I do.

- Hi.

- Hi. Know what you want?

- Um...

- I'll have chocolate chip.

- If you got it.

- I've have a vanilla cone and a chocolate cone.

Slow down!

Hi. Could you, uh,

watch her for a second?

- Yeah.

- Thanks.

I'd like two cups. One vanilla...

- One for me?

- and one strawberry.

Thanks.

- Vanilla and strawberry.

- Thank you, sir.

You ready?

- Look at that.

- What?

You live in the middle of nowhere

and your house is a piece of sh*t.

- You don't fix it up? You buy a BMW instead?

- So?

- So who would do that?

- Those people.

- It's not their car.

- Actually it's their son's car.

He went to the city with nothing.

Made millions.

He comes back to help his aged and

frightened parents in this time of trouble.

Try this one. BMW guy

comes running out of the city...

like us, like everybody.

Runs out of fuel,

no shelter, no food.

Sees this farmhouse. Pulls up, waits,

breaks in, kills the farmer.

Holds the wife hostage

for a couple of years.

- Lives off their stuff.

- Kills the farmer?

- Why not?

- Let's go, you guys.

We're low already?

No, it's just safer in the tank

than in the trunk.

Why don't you check the gauge

in that car? See if there's any gas.

Yeah. That's a good idea.

- No VIN number.

- What?

Little metal identification tab

has been cut out.

Oh! Ow! Sorry!

- Sorry.

- What is it?

- There's a guy sleeping in the car.

- What's going on?

Nothing. I startled

this guy. That's all.

- What guy?

- That guy.

Hey.

How ya doin'?

- Hello. What happened?

- Hello.

Boom. That's what happened.

Engine blew up on me.

Hell, I've been out here

all day long.

I swear to God I couldn't get anybody

to stop for me to save my life.

I just gave up.

Went into the car...

must have dozed off.

- You come from the city?

- Yeah, I did.

You scared the hell

out of me.

Yeah, likewise.

Hmm. Hey, uh, uh,

you think maybe I could

catch a ride with you guys?

Uh, well, we're...

Hi! How ya doin'?

- Hi.

- Hi!

Cute. Huh.

Uh...

You got any room in there?

You see, you really

would be saving my life.

So, uh, come on.

What do ya say?

Fact is, we're full up.

Oh, now. You sure?

- I think so. Yeah.

- Yeah, I'm really, really sorry.

How about you?

- You think so too?

- Uh...

Sure must have been hot

in that car.

You look like you've

been swimmin' in a pool.

Funny thing is, I did

the same thing this morning.

Dove in the pool

and got the... Remember?

Know what I mean?

He's right. We can barely

fit the four of us.

Sorry to hear you say that.

You know what.

Let me see what I can do.

I'll move some things around,

maybe make some room.

Yeah. Yeah, I'd

appreciate that. Thanks.

- What are you doing?

- Just hold on, Annie.

I'll just go

and get my stuff, okay?

I'll be right back.

- He's got a gun?

- That's right.

A gun. He's got a gun.

Oh, my God.

- Sh*t.

- Keep your shirt on.

It's gonna be all right. Shh!

Is everything all right?

Yeah! Talk to him, Matt.

Stay between him and me.

Didn't change your mind,

did you?

- Do it, Matt.

- Everything okay?

- What should I do?

- Get on the floor.

Stay down.

Yeah, I think it's gonna work.

We're gonna put stuff on top.

It should be all right.

- Hey!

- No! Don't!

You shot him!

- Goddamn you!

- Matt?

- Annie?

- Why'd you do that?

Why in the hell did you do that,

you stupid, stupid sh*t!

Don't touch it!

What in the hell's

the matter with you people?

I wasn't gonna

do nothin' to you!

Why'd you do that?

That answer your question?

All I wanted was a ride!

That's all!

Just a ride!

You had no right

to point this damn thing at me!

- No right at all!

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