Where the Day Takes You Page #4

J:
F***ing speed freak.

Shut up, J.

Shut up.

Go to bed.

Is she staying

with us too?

Just go to bed.

Excuse me, can you spare some

change? A penny? Anything, please?

CRUSHER:

Do you know what time it is?

Spare some change so me and my

sister can get something to eat.

Excuse me, sir. Could you

spare a little change...

...so my father here and I

could get a little something eat.

Hey, man, f*** you, your father,

you Axl Rose-looking motherf***er!

I ain't your f***ing father, man.

Got any spare coins, b*tch?

Please, give me some money!

Excuse me, sir. Sir. Spare some change

so I can give my horse some feed.

Just a little something, sir.

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.

He's got an

unfair advantage.

(SINGS)

That's f***ed up.

Hello, officers.

Why don't you cut the bullshit.

Were you down

at the bus station yesterday?

No, I wasn't at the station.

No, I wasn't.

You're on parole,

aren't you?

Yes, sir. And I'm obeying all the

terms of my parole, I assure you.

Let's hope so. Why don't

you get your butt off my car.

Yes, sir.

Get out of here.

What's your name, miss?

Heather.

My mother would die if she knew

I was being harassed by cops.

She says you have

to contribute to society.

Your mother talks a lot of sh*t.

Yeah.

I'm sure she's

a very nice lady.

She's gotta be real pretty.

KING:

What's one of my lines?

INTERVIEWER:

Yeah, what's one of your lines?

KING:

Buddy, can you spare a dime?

(INTERVIEWER CHUCKLES)

That one doesn't usually work.

But, no, you can say

pretty much anything.

People, you know, they can tell

when you need money.

And when I get money, I give it to

somebody that's less fortunate than me,

so I figure it goes around.

(LOUD GUITAR PLAYING

INSIDE APARTMENT)

Is Ted here?

Ted.

TED:
Who is it?

VICKI:
It's Greg.

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

Aspirin?

No, man. I'm trying to quit.

So, what do you need, huh?

More meth?

Yeah, man.

That sh*t will drive you crazy

after a while.

Sure you don't wanna slam

one of these?

No, man.

Suit yourself.

Just say no.

(MOANS)

Here you go, man.

Hey.

Where's the cash you owe me?

Man, I'll get it.

Come back when you do.

I was thinking maybe

you could just front me a little bit?

No. No can do, bro. I can't do

that no more. Times are changing.

Maybe I could make another run

for you like I did that one time?

Just get the cash you owe me and

take a shower. You really stink.

Now, out of here. Come on.

(DOOR OPENS)

INTERVIEWER:
You do spare changing, stuff

like that, but you don't walk the streets.

What does

"walk the streets" mean?

It means I never had

to f*** anybody for money.

INTERVIEWER:

But you've seen lots of kids do it.

KING:

Yeah, you see lots of kids do it.

Boys and girls.

You know, when they're growing up, they never

think that that's how it's gonna turn out,

and they wake up one morning,

and there they are doing it. You know?

J:
Hey, Kimmy!

Hey, Little J.

Where you staying?

The Hills Motel.

How many people you got?

Five.

Who?

Some of Rob's a**hole friends.

How much you paying?

Seven bucks. Unless

a trick buys it for us.

Can I use your shower?

Yeah. Hello? Hi, is Dave there?

Can I use your shower?

Yeah, go ahead. Go for it. Go.

Thank you.

Hi, yeah, Dave. Hi, it's Kimmy.

Do you wanna have a date tonight?

It's that first time that's...

Gets them. I've seen them.

I've just never had a first time.

HEATHER:

Where are all the hookers at?

KING:
Well, most of the scuzzy ones

work downtown or in the Valley,

but a lot of them go through

those escort services.

Excuse me, sir? Me and my sister haven't

had anything to eat in a couple days.

Could you help us out?

Thanks.

King?

Hm?

Have you ever?

No. No.

Not unless you count

sleeping with some girl

just to have a place

to lay your head down...

shut your eyes,

you know what I mean?

No.

Good.

Oh, my goodness,

what's that?

INTERVIEWER:
So, what happens

when the cops bust a squat?

Well, usually they're pretty cool,

but I have to get the kids out of there

because they'll run them through

Missing Person or Runaway, you know,

and they'll just send them on home.

I wouldn't let any of my friends

go home. It's worse there.

I swear.

And the hardwood floors

were redone about a year ago.

Can I call you back?

Someone's at my back door.

Okay, thanks, bye-bye.

Well, look who we have here.

You've been gone what,

two months?

Greg, can I ask you

how long you plan on staying?

Greg, talk to me!

Shut up!

Greg! I'm calling your father.

F*** you!

KING:
Man, I wouldn't let any

of my friends go home.

J:
Hey, thanks

for the shower, man.

MAN:
You look like

a drowned f***ing rat.

J:
Rob, how old are you?

ROB:
What's it to you?

J:
I don't know.

Just asking.

ROB:
I'm 22, but I could

pass for 17. Why?

J:
I need to buy some bullets,

but they won't sell them to me.

What do you need them for?

Ah. Let me see that.

See with your eyes,

not with your hands.

You're an a**hole.

Will you buy them?

I mean, I got the money.

Well, maybe.

If you do something for me.

Like what?

I got this trick later, but I don't

wanna see him. I'm busy.

Maybe you can go

in my place.

No way, man. I'm not down

for that sh*t.

He's a cool old guy.

He won't even touch you.

You don't need to touch him

or nothing.

No.

Okay.

Sure is a sweet gun.

I mean, what's the use of a gun

if you ain't got no bullets?

It's pretty fresh.

Okay, it's your loss.

I mean,

it sure is a shame you don't got

any ammo for that fresh gun.

F***ing dick.

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

Cheap piece of sh*t.

(PAPERS CRINKLING)

(KNOCKING)

MAN:

Greg?

Greg?

Greg? Can you open

the door?

Greg, open the door, son.

What do you want, Dad?

Your stepmom and I

wanna talk with you downstairs.

Dad, we got nothing

to say, man.

Just open the door. I want

to speak with you downstairs.

Open the door!

What do you f***ing want?

We wanna talk with you downst...

I don't see what there is

to talk about. I'm 17 years old...

What the f*** is he doing here?

You're under arrest for grand theft.

I didn't steal a f***ing thing.

You took the jewellery.

You get what you deserve, Greg!

You f***ing b*tch!

You put him up to this!

FATHER:
You need help.

GREG:
Goddamn it!

You're quite young,

aren't you?

Yeah.

I, uh, sell those. If you ever

need one, just let me know.

Okay.

Well, uh, could I get you something?

Maybe a Coke or some juice?

An ashtray would

be nice, thanks.

No, look, nobody smokes

in this house.

Sorry.

It's okay.

Look, I gotta get going. Why don't

we take care of business, all right?

Business?

Yeah, you know...

a jerk-off...

or whatever turns you on.

Could I ask you

a question?

Yeah.

When was the first time you had sex?

I was about...

About 12.

Who was it with?

This chick at school.

When was the first time

you had sex with a man?

About 10 or 11, I guess.

So you had sex with a guy

before you had sex with a girl.

Yeah.

Who was it with?

My uncle.

Oh.

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