Trucker Page #2

Say "okay."

Come on.

Thanks a lot, Diane.

I'm gonna call you

in a few days, all right?

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Engine Starts ]

You're gonna

stand there all night?

Go on.

So you can crash

right there, all right?

I'm gonna get this whole

mix-up resolved tomorrow.

All right? I'm gonna

go see Leonard in L.A.

Runner will watch you.

He's my friend.

He'll probably be

pretty hungover though.

Yeah.

[ Foot Tapping ]

So I just got

the one-bedroom house.

Just a one-bedroom.

[ Exhales ]

Don't like to talk, huh?

I don't like

to talk to b*tches.

Fair enough.

Ooh.

You ever had

a breakfast

burrito before?

Not bad

for a dollar, twenty-nine.

Come here nearly

every day before work.

What do you do?

You ever heard of

a jack-of-all-trades?

Well, that's me.

Actually,

I'm more of a--

more of a six

of diamonds-of-all-trades.

You see those guys

right over there?

I work with them

sometimes.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

Aren't they illegal immigrants?

Well, I guess

it depends on who you ask.

Yeah. Sure.

It's good. Take a big bite.

It's full of eggs.

You're gonna like it.

So your dad's got

the big "C," huh?

Sorry to hear about that.

Yeah, well,

it's just in his colon.

No big deal.

He'll get better.

Yeah. Sure he will.

You'll go back

to your old school

and your pals,

and your mom

can get back

to her regular life.

I hate my school,

and I don't have any pals.

You got to have

a best friend.

Me and my dad

are best friends.

Well, I guess you're

the sort of guy...

who's choosy about

who he's buddies with.

I can relate to that.

I'm a bit of a-- a bit

of a lone wolf myself.

You're gonna use

your hot sauce?

[ Woman On P.A.,

Indistinct ]

Excuse me. I'm looking

for Leonard Bonner's room,

please.

It's Room 608,

and it's right

down the hall.

Thanks.

You got it?

Got it.

You got the I.V.,

sweetie?

I got it, baby.

[ Len Groaning ]

Damn it.

All right, we'll

clean that up later.

[ Sighs ]

- [ Grunts ]

- [ Jenny ]

Does it hurt?

No. I'm all right.

Just a little sore.

Okay.

[ Monitor Beeping ]

Hey, baby.

Yeah?

Can you get me

some water?

[ Door Opens ]

Three weeks.

Don't you have a home?

Me or him?

[ Fingers Snapping ]

- Where you going?

- Oklahoma City.

Get up.

You're going with me.

Where's

Oklahoma City?

Take a guess.

I'm not going.

I can take care of myself.

Dude, I'm trying to pay

my bills here, all right?

I don't have time

to play nice right now.

Well, then, why don't you

ask me and not just tell me?

All right, listen,

do you wanna go?

I don't know.

Do you want me to go?

Why don't you tell me

if you wanna go?

You tell me first.

Why don't you tell me first?

'Cause I was the one

who asked first.

So?

So that's

how it works.

Dude, man,

I got to get on the road.

This is too much for me.

If you ask me

and act like you

want me to go,

then I'll go.

All right, man,

do you wanna go?

Do you wanna go with me?

Do you wanna go

to Oklahoma City with me?

Please.

I'll think about it.

[ Exhales ]

[ Country Western ]

Everybody calls me the girl

in the little pink Mack

The bumpers are chrome

and so are the wheels

and the stack

It's got polka dot curtains

hanging in a sleeper of pink

Ha-ha, this Mack's a dandy

Some kind of truck

they think

In my truck-drivin' boots

I stand about 5 foot 3

But don't let

the size fool you

Man, I can take care of me

When you see a flash of pink

go flyin' by

The next thing you know

there's a taillight

in your eye

Everybody wonders who'd drive

such a rig like that

All the truckers would ask

"Who's the gal in the little

pink Mack"

- [ Radio Off ]

- Big country, huh?

Stay in the truck.

What's up?

Just about everything,

darlin'.

Hey, you see

a little kid around?

Hey, you see a little sh*t

of an 11-year-old boy

roaming around here?

Hey! You seen

an 11-year-old kid

running around here?

He might be

over there.

[ Panting ]

Sh*t.

Hey!

Hey!

Sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Goddamn it.

You little goddamn sh*t.

What the hell

are you doing out here?

I was just looking around.

Do you understand

what this f***ing place is?

It's people coming

in and out of here

from God knows where.

They'd like nothing better than

to get their grimy little hands

on your pretty little face.

You're crazy.

Damn it. I told you

to stay in that truck.

Listen, I'm sorry

I smacked you, all right?

But I don't wanna

be reading about you in

the newspaper tomorrow morning.

Okay?

Let's go.

I don't feel like it yet.

Listen to me.

I wanna make

the New Mexico line

by nightfall, all right?

I want my on-time bonus.

So? My ass hurts now,

and I just feel

like sitting.

You got two minutes.

You give Len

this much trouble?

I don't make trouble.

People make trouble for me.

[ Scoffs ]

Ever get into fights?

Kids picking on me,

calling me names.

I don't care.

You ever win?

Well, I just freeze up.

Whatever.

I'll go back there soon,

and you won't have

to worry about anything.

I'm not worried

about anything.

It seems weird

for a woman

to be driving a truck.

Yeah, well,

what should I be doing?

I don't know.

Something else.

Yeah, well,

I like being my own boss.

I own that truck.

I paid it off this year.

It's a hell of a lot better

than being a nurse

or a waitress or something.

Wiping tables

or wiping asses.

Just seems

pretty lonely

and boring.

Yeah.

Not everyone's cut out

like everyone else.

Come on.

New Mexico's calling.

Wait up.

Why are you

walking so fast?

[ Mocking ]

"I wanna get

my on-time bonus."

Give it a rest, kid.

[ Sets Brake ]

Why are we stopping?

Get some sleep.

- Where?

- Back there in the bunk.

Where else?

Okay, I am not sleeping

back there. No way.

I wanna stay at a hotel.

Oh, damn it.

There are only a couple

of reasons to get a hotel room

when you're out on the road,

and this ain't one of 'em.

Get your ass back there.

[ Sighs ]

[ Blows Lips ]

[ Sighs ]

Shouldn't you brush

your teeth or something?

I don't have

a toothbrush.

Yeah? Well, what have

you been using then?

- My finger.

- Yeah? How's that?

[ Scoffs ]

That's disgusting.

You're gonna catch

something like that.

Well, give me some money,

and I'll go across

the street.

I saw a store.

[ Bag Unzips ]

[ Objects Hit Counter ]

[ Sighs ]

Hey! That's my sh*t.

That's personal.

Not anymore.

Hey, dude! Dude!

Listen to me.

You can't go out there

by yourself, dude.

It's dark out there.

[ Boy Speaking,

Indistinct ]

Hey, f*ggot.

Go buy me something.

[ Door Bell Rings ]

Do you think

he'll buy you something?

Hey, homo,

what did you get us?

Nothing, d*ckhead.

What'd you just say?

[ Grunts ]

Sh*t, man, what

did you do that for?

I wasn't-- I was trying--

Hey, come back here!

Dude, I wasn't

trying to do that.

[ Grunts ]

Hey! Hey!

Who did that? Who?

Some boys across the street.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Horn Honking ]

[ Speaking,

Indistinct ]

Hey!

Wha--

You f***ing better watch

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