Vincent N Roxxy Page #3
...what do you think
is the best vantage point?
Hmm.
So you afraid of heights?
- Uh... no, no. Are you?
- Yeah.
- Oh, no!
Oh, now you tell me. Oh.
This makes the way
we're gonna die way worse now.
- Why would you say that?!
- This is horrible.
- Oh...
I can't stop laughing.
Okay, no, I'm fine.
- It's cool.
- I'm getting it together.
Man, look at this place.
before they even knew
what hit them.
- I think we just go after
the boss.
Bigger score...
Bite the head off the snake.
- That's not nearly as much fun,
though.
- So how many people
to pull this off?
- Mm...
Two.
Sorry.
- No.
- Red or white?
- Red.
- How 'bout white?
- White's alright.
- It's all we got.
- thanks.
- You're welcome.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
So did you f*** her?
- What?
Did you f*** roxxy?
- Why would you say that?
- Chemistry, bro,
I can see it. So you guys
didn't f*** around?
- No.
- Damn.
When sh*t goes off, whew...
It's gonna be explosive.
you gonna fall in love
- whatever, bro.
I'm not in any position to be
involved with a woman right now.
- Yeah, bro,
but you are involved.
So hopefully she'll put you
in several different positions.
- F*** off. She's a good girl.
- Hey.
She's a great girl.
One of a kind.
That's why you're in trouble,
homie.
- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.
- So, uh...
...what are you doing
after you get off?
- No plans.
- Hmm.
You, uh...
You wanna go for a ride?
With you?
- Yeah.
- Where to?
- Mm...
I'll think of something
- okay.
- What the f*** happened?
- Well...
They shot up my truck...
With a f***ing pellet gun.
You saw Daryl do this?
- I-i didn't see who did it,
but I did see a truck
that could've been Daryl's
driving off.
- This motherf***er's
asking for it.
Who the f***
does he think he is?
- You sure it was Daryl's truck?
- Pretty sure, yeah.
- Go, go, go!
- How long has this place
been shut down?
- Like 20 years or something.
I used to see a couple movies
here when I was a kid.
Mostly second-run stuff,
but it was pretty cool.
- I'd love to see a movie
at a drive-in.
- You never have?
- No, never have.
So what's your sign?
- What...
What do you mean?
- You know what I mean.
Your sign. What's your sign?
- I'm a Leo.
- A Leo!
That makes sense.
I'm a gemini.
And just so you know...
Leos and geminis
get along splendidly.
- Oh, is that so? Do they?
- Yeah, it's true.
Mm-hmm, that is correct.
- How was the rest
of your night?
- It was okay.
Kate's pretty pissed
I spent the rest of the night
trying to chill her out.
- Yeah.
- How's jc?
- Uh... he's not really one
to let things go.
Yeah, I see that.
What were you like
when you were a kid?
- I don't know.
What were you like?
I bet you were really
rebellious, huh?
- Sh*t. Still am.
Tell me, though.
Seriously, I wanna know.
What were you like?
- Mm...
- I can see you, like,
in fifth grade with one of those
bad spiked-on-top mullets.
- Yeah, had the lines shaved
down the sides and everything.
That was the style.
- Yeah, that was the style
right there.
- Yeah. Well, bad haircut aside,
i was pretty normal,
I guess.
Played a lot of sports,
wrenched on cars.
But I was always...
I always felt trapped
in this town.
For a while,
i was scared to even leave.
- Scared of what?
- Being disappointed, you know?
That in this whole world
outside this town,
there was... nothing better.
Nothing special.
- You still feel that way?
- There's definitely
something special.
- Why are you looking at me
like that?
- Like what?
- Look at me.
- Roxxy.
- Who are you?
- I don't know
what's going on...
But please put the gun down.
- Who are you?
- Please calm down.
What do you mean?
- Where did you get
this address?
This is my brother's address!
- Your brother?
- Answer me!!
- It's not what it looks like.
It's not.
- Did you kill my brother?
- No, absolutely not.
- Don't f***ing lie to me!
- I swear.
I swear.
- You need to start talking.
- I was just paid by a guy
i worked at a shop with
to watch a house
for a few nights.
I didn't know your brother.
I didn't know anything about it
- are you involved with them?!
- No. I was just paid
by the guy I worked with
just to watch a house.
- F***!!!
- Roxxy.
- Stay away from me!
- I didn't know about you,
or your brother, or any of this.
- I'm so stupid.
- Just calm down.
- F*** you!
F*** you!!
I trusted you!
- I know.
- You're a f***ing liar.
- Roxxy.
You don't even know me.
So who are you anyway?
Who are you, Vincent?
No one.
That's who.
You're no one.
It was a mistake
ever coming here.
- Good night, Kate.
- Bye!
See you tomorrow.
Hey.
What's the matter?
You've hardly talked all night.
- I'm fine.
- Well, what's the problem?
- Nothing.
- Come on, talk to me.
- I'm leaving town.
- Why?
I thought you were happy here,
right?
- I was.
- What?
- Things change, you know?
- Yeah.
perfect, that's for sure.
I mean...
But you know that we care
about you, right?
- Yeah. Look,
i appreciate you...
...so much.
Everything you've done for me.
I just don't belong here.
- You don't belong here?
Before you got here,
I didn't even have
any girlfriends.
Roxx, it's been so nice
to have you here.
Look, I'd be sad if you left,
and I knew Vincent would be too.
- It's complicated, but it's...
It's not gonna work out
with Vincent.
- I've been in this town
a long time.
Vincent ain't like everybody
else around here.
He's not happy or satisfied with
just being here and belonging.
He's a searcher, like you.
Whatever the problem is...
Maybe just hear him out.
Yeah?
I know he really cares
about you.
Okay?
- Okay.
- Alright.
I think we need something
What do you think?
- Yes, please.
- Okay.
- Can we turn off
We've been listening
to the same sh*t all day.
- Yeah, bro, you can turn it off
and change it
whenever you want.
- How can you listen to that
all the time?
- Change it, bro!
Change it to anything you want!
What's your problem?
- This place is getting to me,
that's my problem.
- You need some time off?
Why don't you head out
for the rest of the day, then?
- And leave you by yourself?
Not a good idea.
- Now what's that
supposed to mean?
- If I left you by yourself,
you wouldn't have a business
right now.
- How you figure that?
- 'Cause that's what happens
when you can't get your sh*t
together ever.
- I asked you
to come into my business
so we could share
something together.
- We've shared plenty.
Mostly messes
that I have to clean up.
- You got a chip
on your shoulder.
Who doesn't?
But you don't talk to me
that way.
- Talk to you like what?
Well, you're the king
of sh*t talk.
That's all you do.
Ever since I got back,
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