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they'd stay here.

There's a foldout bed...

Yeah, it could use

a good cleaning,

but... you got privacy.

- It's great. Thank you.

I'm gonna pay you back

once I get back on my feet.

- No, no, no,

that's not necessary.

Just take your time, y'know?

You'll figure it out.

You okay?

- Yeah.

Have you heard anything

about the accident?

- What do you mean?

- Anyone looking for us?

- Nah, I haven't heard anything.

You don't think the cops

are looking for us, do you?

- Not the cops

I'm worried about.

How is it?

It taste okay?

- Oh, yeah, it's delicious.

- It does? Okay

- it's great. Thank you.

- Okay.

Whew.

- So what happened to your face?

- I was in a car accident.

- A bad one?

- Yeah, it was real bad.

- Yeah, well...

Glad you're okay.

- When was the accident?

- Um... day before last.

- You go to the hospital?

- No.

- Why not?

- What's with all the questions?

- I'm just askin' roxxy here how

she got them marks on her face.

- Baby, babe...

- What?

- So what are you gonna do

while you're here?

- I just need to find some work,

so...

- I can get you a couple nights

at the bar I work at.

- That would be great.

- Okay.

If you need anything,

any clothes, whatever,

talk to me, I'll hook you up.

- Thank you.

- Cool.

This is fun

I'm excited.

- Hey.

- Nice night, ain't it, bro?

- Yeah.

- That's a pretty girl

you brought to our home.

- Yeah..

- Mm-hmm.

So what's her deal?

- What do you mean?

- She shows up at the shop,

no car, no bags, no money.

She sounds f***ed up, homie.

- She was in a bad accident,

okay?

I saw it, I was there.

We had to leave immediately.

She just needs some help.

- You in some kind of trouble?

- No.

- You sure about that?

- I said no.

Everything's cool.

- Okay. Just wanna know

what you're putting

100 feet away from us.

Just looking out.

- Yeah, well...

You don't need to worry

about that, okay?

You worry about you.

- Mm.

- This okay?

- You look great.

- Hey!

Wow, you look f***ing good.

Thanks. You, too.

- Big Gary? Hey, big Gary.

- What?

- This is roxxy.

- Nice to meet you, sir.

- Nice to meet you, too.

- No, remember?

I was talking about her

earlier this morning,

how we should hire her

to work a couple shifts?

- It's funny how you were

thinking we should hire her.

Last time I checked,

i do the hiring.

- Come on, seriously,

she would be amazing

for this place.

- You ever bartend before?

- Last four years.

I'm always on time,

don't take any sh*t,

and work my ass off.

- Mm-hmm.

- Sounds like my kind of girl.

Alright, you can work Thursday

and Saturday nights.

Do a good job.

Katie here will fill you in

on the routine.

- Thank you, big Gary.

- Alright, alright, alright!

- Thank you!

Okay, alright, c'mere.

- Thank you.

- 'Sup, baby?

- F*** off.

- How come you don't bring

that ass around no more?

- Ah, shut the f*** up, Daryl.

Come on.

- It's just... that ass

brings back memories...

Of when you were

my slam piece.

- Okay, you don't f***ing talk

to me like that, okay?

You hear me?

Don't ever touch me like that!

F*** off!

- Okay.

We got a problem here?

- No,

no, but you might.

Why don't you limp away

before you get smacked, boy?

- Hey, hey. Hey, just relax.

- We can take this sh*t outside,

b*tch.

- We ain't here to fight.

- Uh-huh.

Why don't you mind

your f***ing business?

- This is my brother, okay?

- Yo, f*** you and your brother.

- Alright, fellas, that's it.

Y'all gotta go.

- You kickin' us out, hmm?

Well, f*** you and your shitty

f***ing bar, Gary!

- Move, move.

- Come on, go, go. Go on.

- Move, move. Now, let's go.

- F*** you, a**hole!

- Move!

- Suck d*cks, motherfuckers!

F*** off!

- He was f***ing asking for it.

- Such a f***ing a**hole.

- What's his problem?

- Look, we got beef.

This knuckle-dragger,

he plays

in a f***in' rap-metal band.

Man, that sh*t wasn't cool

10 years ago -

he still got a hard-on for it.

Him and his boys,

they like to smoke meth,

jerk each other off.

Na-na-na-na-na-na.

- What's his problem with you?

- I was with Daryl before jc.

- Yeah,

so he's got a problem

'cause Kate upgraded.

Sh*t.

- Last thing we need

is trouble from this guy.

Don't provoke him anymore.

F*** him.

- Easy for you to say.

- Hi, baby!

- Hey.

- What you doin'?

- D'you bring me

a ham-and-cheese?

- Shut the f*** up.

Don't touch me with that!

I swear to god, baby!

- Hi.

- Hey.

- How's your day?

- Ah, well, good.

How's yours?

- Good.

- Cool.

- Do you wanna maybe grab a bite

with me?

- Grab a bite with you?

- Yeah, with me.

- Do you think we could do that?

- I don't know, we could try.

You cool with that?

- Yeah, yeah, we could do that.

- Okay.

- Let me go change.

- Okay.

- Why you knocking moonshine?

- It's disgusting!

I can't believe you drink that.

- Everybody drinks moonshine

in these parts.

White lightning

will mess you up.

- It's like drinking

pure gasoline.

- We did actually start

a lawnmower

with some firewater

we once made.

- See, that's not good.

- Yeah.

Anything good?

- Mm... mostly older stuff.

You wanna pick something?

- Alright.

- Really?

- It's a great song.

- Aw...

Vincent, you're a romantic.

it's sweet.

Um...

Jc and Kate are gonna go

to the carnival tonight.

You wanna go?

Yeah, that'd be fun.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

- Don't even think about it!

I'm paying.

- Come on, let me pay.

- No way.

I'm not letting you pay

for anything ever.

- Alright.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- I'm excited

about this carnival.

- I was thinking about...

...wearing my moustache

to the carnival tonight.

- Oh...

- What do you think?

Look pretty?

- That's not... the first...

Adjective I'd describe--

- gorgeous?

- More like--

- stunning.

- Very fried.

- I wish we had one,

like, in our backyard...

Ah!

- Alright.

Well, it's beer-thirty.

I'm gonna go hit the booze tent.

You guys wanna come?

- I'm okay.

- We'll walk around

for a little bit.

We'll meet up in a few, alright?

- Cool.

- Okay. Bye, you guys.

- I should've been a carnie.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

- Would you work rides or games?

- Freak show.

Bearded lady, two-headed dogs,

sword swallowers,

that sorta thing.

- Well, I think

you'd fit right in.

- I'm sure you do.

How much you think these places

pull in a night?

- That's hard to say.

- You think, like...

25 a night?

- I'd say closer to 100 a night.

- That's a lot for cheap prizes

and funnel cakes.

So crazy,

all this here for a week,

then it's gone.

- That's the allure.

Something that doesn't

come along every day.

- So how would you do it?

- Do what?

- Rob the carnival.

- I don't know.

How would you do it?

- I'd probably, you know,

scout it out first,

then hit the highest-paying

rides and games.

- Well, rides are ticket-based.

You gotta go games.

- Or ticket booths.

That's gotta be

the highest... payout.

- And the most watched

by security.

- So... if we're going

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