Warrior Road Page #3

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[WOMAN]

WATCH IT.

[HOWARD] RUSTY HAD

BROUGHT A SHEET OF ACID

TO SHARE WITH THE GIRLS.

NOW, HE DIDN'T KNOW

WHAT TO DO WITH IT,

SO HE DID WHAT ANY CLEAR

THINKING DRUNK WOULD DO.

HE SHOVED THEM UP HIS ASS.

[JAIL DOORS SQUEAKING]

- [DOORS SHUT]

- [WOMAN] ENJOY YOURSELF.

THEY NEVER FOUND THE HITS,

SO THEY JUST LEFT HIM ALONE

TO SLEEP IT OFF,

BUT HE WASN'T DOIN'

MUCH SLEEPIN'.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

WHAT YOU WRITIN'?

- NOTHIN'.

- HMM? WHAT YOU WRITIN' OVER HERE?

WHAT IS THIS? YOU GONNA LE ME GRAB IT LIKE THAT, HUH?

[LAUGHING]

- COME ON!

- I DON'T KNOW.

JUST STUFF.

[LAUGHING]

THAT'S FASCINATING.

STUFF.

YOU SAID ON YOUR LETTER

THE OTHER DAY:

YOU DON'T CARE

IF I CRIME DON'T PAY

YOU GOT MY GIRL:

NOW YOU DONE HER WRONG

OOH! HEY!

HEY, BABY!

YOUR MAMA LET YOU DATE?

WHY DON'T YOU

GET BIT, ASSWIPE?

[GIBBERING]

NOW THAT'S A PIECE OF ASS.

WHOA, DUDE,

WHO LET SHAMU OUT?

YEAH, MAYBE SHE'D LET YOU BEND

HER LIKE A SUITCASE, HUH?

- DOUBTFUL. DOUBTFUL.

- YOU GOT ME IN MISERY

THE FBI:

IS ON YOUR TRAIL

ELLIOT NESS:

WON'T LET YOU REST

HAVE GUN WILL TRAVEL

IS IN MY PAY:

HE SWEARS TO GET YOU

IF IT TAKES ALL DAY

YEAH, I'M GOOD.

[LAUGHING]

ROUTE 66

IS IN THE RACE:

PERRY MASON:

WILL TAKE MY CASE

A-WASTIN' TIME.

[BOY] YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.

WHATEVER.

[LAUGHING]

[BOYS LAUGHING]

[GIRL] LOOK, I JUST GOT A SINGLE.

THIS IS GOOD.

[GIRL 2] I MEAN, YEAH,

THAT'S A GOOD IMPROVEMENT.

- I JUST...

- OH, YEAH.

- HE SAW ME LOOKING.

- [BOTH LAUGHING]

WAY TO GO.

HOW'S IT GOING?

WHAT?

NOTHING.

I'M ALAN.

WHAT?

THE NAME'S ALAN.

HEY, ALAN.

WHAT'S SO FUNNY?

NOTHING MUCH, ALAN.

- I'M REBECCA.

- I'M ASIA.

[JOSEPH] MY PLACE OF PEACE

WAS ALWAYS THE WATER,

WHERE THE LOUD BUZZ OF FEAR

AND DOUBT WASHED AWAY,

AND ALL THAT REMAINED WAS ME,

PURE AS A SIMPLE STORY.

[TRUMPET MUSIC]

HIS HORN WAS A GIFT,

BEATS OF GRACE:

THAT SPRUNG FORTH

LIKE A FOUNTAIN...

SOARING OVER:

A SALTWATER CREEK...

MADE CLOSER TO THE OCEAN

WITH EACH STRIDE.

BUT WHEN THE LAST NOTE

DRIFTED DOWN AND THEN AWAY,

HE WAS LEFT WITH

THE SAME DRY SORROW

WHERE FEAR LURKED,

AND TOUCH WAS COLD

AS MIDNIGHT.

IN THOSE SMALL HOURS,

HE'D LOOK UP INTO A BLACK SEA

DOTTED WITH STARS

LIKE LANTERNS ON A FOGGY SHORE

LIT FOR THE LOST FISHERMAN.

FIX ME.

[TRUMPET MUSIC CONTINUES]

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, I DO. DUDE,

THERE'S NO SHAKING THE HABIT.

WHATEVER.

OH, ARE YOU...

- CUTE.

- OH, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

- WHOA.

- WHAT?

WATCH IT, PUNK.

SORRY.

YEAH, YOU'RE DAMN STRAIGH YOU'RE SORRY.

I OUGHTA BEAT YOUR ASS.

LITTLE F*GGOT.

[BOY LAUGHING]

SAVE ME A SEA ON THE CAROUSEL

PLAY ME AN OLD SONG

THAT WE LOVE SO WELL

WE'LL KEEP ON RIDING

AROUND AND AROUND

LIVING OUR LIFE'S

UPS AND DOWNS:

ALL OF THE CHANGES

LIFE PUTS US THROUGH

DAMNED IF WE DON'T

DAMNED IF WE DO:

BUT I REMAIN HOPEFUL

AND EACH NIGHT I PRAY

THE GOOD LORD:

WILL FIND A WAY:

LOOK AT YA, A COUPLE

OF SORRY SONS OF B*TCHES.

[ALAN BABBLING]

DUDE, GET OUTTA MY FACE.

LET'S GO.

[HOWARD]

WHERE WE GOING?

[ALAN]

IT'S GONNA RAIN.

[HOWARD, IMITATING]

IT'S GONNA RAIN.

F***IN' WEATHER MAN

OVER THERE.

[HOWARD SIGHING]

KEEPIN' DRY?

MY WHISTLE:

SURE AS HELL IS.

WHAT CAN I GET Y'ALL?

THREE SHOTS OF BOURBON.

[THUNDER ROLLING]

[LIGHTNING CRASHING]

Y'ALL GET YOURSELF ONE, TOO.

I CAN DO THAT.

TO THE BARKEEP.

WHOO!

LET'S DO THIS!

- Y'ALL SET?

- THINK SO.

KEEP 'EM COMING.

OH, MR. BOLGER STRAPS

A GUN AND HOLSTER

SHININ' SILVER SHOOTER

CAUSE HE DON' PLAY GAMES

WITH HIS PLAY-DOH

PINK NOSE:

AND HIS STRAW:

WOVEN CLOTHES:

ALL THE NEIGHBORS,

WELL THEY KNOW:

HE AIN'T GOT NO BRAIN

OH, MR. BOLGER STRAP

A GUN AND HOLSTER

SHININ' SILVER SHOOTER

OH, HEY...

WHERE THE HELL:

ARE YOU GOING?

I GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE.

UH-UH, WE, UH... WE HAVE

TO FINISH THIS WHISKEY.

UH-UH.

I CAN'T DRINK THAT.

YEAH, YOU CAN.

I DON'T WANT IT.

AW, JOSEPH,

QUIT BEING A P*SSY.

YOU'RE AN A**HOLE.

I'M THE A**HOLE, HMM?

THAT'S RICH.

YOU'RE A STRANGE LITTLE B*TCH

NEVER TALKS TO NOBODY.

I NEVER SEEN YOU

WITH A CHICK,

NEVER SEEN YOU:

WITH ANYBODY.

YOU'RE JUST LUCKY HOWARD AND I

LET YOU HANG OUT WITH US.

F*** YOU!

I'M NOTHING.

YOU DONE?

WAS THAT SO BAD, HUH?

[NO AUDIO]

WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?

SAME PLACE YOU GOIN'.

THIS IS ALL A GIFT,

A GUIDE TO YOUR TRUTH,

AS REAL AS THIS HERE

SAND AND SEA.

WHAT IS?

MY STORY.

THE ONE YOU SEEK.

[ALAN SIGHING]

HEY, MAN.

YOU ALL RIGHT?

YEAH.

[GROANING]

I'M FINE.

WHERE'S J?

HUH.

NO IDEA.

HEY, MAN, YOU WANNA

GET OUTTA HERE?

WE NEED SOME WOMEN.

GOOD LUCK.

YOU LOOK LIKE SH*T.

[CHUCKLING]

I STILL GET MORE ASS

THAN AN ASHTRAY.

YEAH, RIGHT.

HEY.

HEY.

SUMMER DAYS WERE JUS A MAGAZINE

- HOW'S IT GOIN'?

- GOOD.

HOW ARE YOU?

CUTTING GRASS:

FOR GASOLINE:

I'M FINE.

STAY CLEAR.

SHE SWOONED:

FOR THE MOON.

ALWAYS BE HERE.

WHAT WAS THAT?

JUST SOMETHING I WROTE.

"SWOONED FOR THE MOON."

YOU'RE SWEET.

I DON'T NEED

YOUR LOVE NO MORE

THERE SHE IS.

OH, SH*T.

SHE'S SMOKING.

LET'S GO TALK TO HER.

ALL RIGHT.

HEY.

HEY.

WHERE YOU BEEN?

JUST HANGIN'.

[HOWARD]

Y'ALL SHOULD GO WITH US.

[ASIA]

WHERE?

[ALAN]

WE'LL FIGURE IT OUT.

WHAT'S UP, CHIEF?

WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME?

YOU COMING?

OH, WHERE YOU GOING?

THAT'S REALLY NONE

OF YOUR BUSINESS.

I'M ABOUT TO MAKE I SOME OF MY BUSINESS.

THAT'S A GOOD ONE.

YOU PICKED THA UP AT PLAYSCHOOL, HMM?

NO, WE GOT NO PLACE

FOR YOU HERE.

WHY DON'T YOU GE YOUR ASS BACK HOME?

AND WHY DON'T YOU

WALK YOUR ASS BACK

WITH YOUR LITTLE CRONIES

BEFORE YOU FIND YOURSELF

IN A SITUATION:

YOU CAN'T HANDLE?

- IS THAT RIGHT?

- YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT.

YOU KEEP PUSHING,

I'M GONNA LAY YOUR ASS OUT.

WHATEVER, MAN.

YOU COMING?

[JOSEPH] A DEEP SILENCE

OVERTOOK THE PLAIN...

FILLING HIS HEAR WITH COMFORT.

HE WAS HOME,

PROTECTED BY THE GREAT OAKS

THAT LORDED OVER HIM...

ENTRUSTED WITH A FLOCK

TO PASTURE,

PLANTERS AND CRAFTSMEN

TREKKING TO HEAR HIM

SPEAK AND SING EACH

SUNLIT SUNDAY MORNING.

BUT DARKER WATERS

LAY YET ANOTHER TEST.

THE YOUNGEST SON

OF A HUMBLE MAID,

CAUGHT IN THE PURSE LINE

OF HIS DADDY'S SHRIMP BOAT.

WHAT WORLD WOULD ALLOW

SUCH PAIN?

LET'S GO.

OKAY.

HEY, B*TCHES! WAIT UP!

[JOSEPH] WHAT DARK HEART OF

GOD LAY SHADOW TO THIS STORY?

[PREACHER] I THINK WE'RE ALL

PROBABLY FEELING THE SAME THING.

AND THERE'S NEVER

GONNA BE ANY COMFORT...

AND A LOVE:

OUT THERE FROM GOD,

BUT NOWHERE ELSE...

TO LIGHTEN THE LOAD.

[GROANING]

WHEN WE...

WE STOP AND BE STILL...

AND WE KNOW:

THAT AIN'T QUITE RIGHT.

[GRUNTING]

SEE, ALL THIS...

[CHUCKLING]

THIS IS BORN...

FROM SOME STRANGE,

DEEP-SEATED LOVE...

SOME GENTLE HAND THAT...

THAT KNOWS!

AND WANTS WHAT'S

BEST FOR US!

WHEN FEAR AND DOUB COMES DOWN,

WE SHOULDN' BE RUNNING FROM IT.

WE SHOULDN'T COWER TO THA RAGING BEAST WE CALL THE DEVIL.

WE SHOULD BE:

BEATING IT BACK,

DESTROYING IT,

WITH THE ONE:

WEAPON WE HAVE:

FAITH.

FAITH.

[GROANING]

WITHOUT FEAR,

AIN'T NO COURAGE.

WITHOUT PAIN,

NO STRENGTH!

WITHOUT DOUBTS,

NO TRUST.

WE ARE ALL PU ON A PATH TO DO BETTER

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