Why Stop Now Page #7

I didn't do nothing!

The girl is-something wrong!

Borderline psychotic, whatever-

Go inside the house.

Lock the doors.

Hurry.

Hey, Aunt Trish.

- She started

messing with me.

Just a couple of hours.

That's all we need her for,

all right?

And do not let her

talk trash about me.

I don't control her.

Hey, Trishie, I was wondering

if you could watch Nicole

for a few hours?

- I thought you were

coming over to practice.

Oh, my God, what happened

to your hand?

- No, no, nothing, nothing.

I'm fine.

- Oh, look at this.

Here we go.

This is-

I want Julio, though!

- I know, baby,

but this is Mario.

He's Julio's brother.

But I want Julio.

Yeah, I know you do, honey-

Who are those guys?

No, they're, uh-

they're my colleagues

from the supermarket.

They're good 9"Y$-

HEY. guys!

How's it going?

This is, uh-

that's Terry and Marty.

They're fine.

- There we go!

Look, look, look, look, look.

There's Mario!

- I told you I didn't want

to see your mother here again.

Every time she comes,

she causes some kind of drama.

The last time she was here,

she completely ruined Christmas.

Trish, please, okay?

Please don't do this now,

all right?

Just watch Nicole

for a few hours.

Don't ask me why.

Don't give me a problem,

not today.

I'm not in the mood.

Please just do this.

- Okay, all right, E.

I'm sorry.

- All right.

- I'll watch her.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

All right, thanks a lot.

Hey, Coley, come on.

You see, baby?

He says, "Hello, Nicole."

I want Julio!

- Ah, sweetie,

it'll be okay, okay?

You go play with Cousin Stevie.

- Mom!

Just say good-bye.

- Go on, sweetie

It's okay-.

- Hey, they got

a nice place here, bop.

It's butter.

We should come back

and rob this motherf***er.

- All right, good.

There you go.

Have a good time.

Thank you.

Hi, baby.

All right, come on, let's go.

Get in the car.

- What'd she say about me?

- She didn't

say anything about you.

- What do you mean

she didn't say anything?

- You're not the center

of everybody's universe.

Get in the car.

- Want me to clobber

the b*tch with my cane?

- Slash the b*tch's tires?

- Now, that's a good idea.

- Obviously not.

Get in the car, come on.

All right.

Watch out for the paint.

- If you got a bat,

I'll put a knot on her head.

- Yeah, I'll get her

pregnant on purpose.

Mm-hmm.

- Come on in.

- Everybody in?

Oh, my God!

- Come on, man.

Let's get this b*tch running!

- Come on, don't worry.

The car's fine,

for crying out loud.

It's fine!

- We weren't supposed

to go in your car!

It's fine!

- You need a new alternator

in this motherf***er.

Let's go, Penny!

Don't make me turn it up to 10.

- What do you think

you're gonna turn up to 10?

- So, Eli, where you learn

to speak Spanish?

- I learned in middle school,

high school.

- You fluent?

- Yeah.

- You eat bacalao

and all of that?

- What is that?

- It's fish.

Oh, yeah, I eat fish.

Spanish fish.

J"J"

All right, gracias.

He says to go, uh,

in the back with that guy.

They're ready.

- Cool.

- All right.

- What's he talking about?

- Uh, nothing-

He wants to dance with you.

- Oh, I don't dance.

Thanks, I'm good.

- It's not a choice.

You gotta go.

What is he on about?

Have a good time.

- What did you say to him?

- I don't know.

Uh, tequila, por favor.

- You got it.

He asked me, all right?

J"J"

Here you go.

- I'm sorry.

I don't understand.

- No, ifs-

my son speaks Spanish.

I don't understand.

Oh, my God.

Oh, that feels kinda nice.

My man, Mozart.

What you slurping on?

Uh, tequila.

Nice, get me one.

- All right.

Black?

He don't drink.

That sh*t'll f*** you up.

I drink pop.

All right.

Dos tequilas, por favor.

Me and Sprinkles drinking.

- Yep.

- You ready?

Yeah.

Mmm!

Ah-a h-h a-h a-h a-haaaa!

That's nice, right?

- Yeah.

- I'll have another.

Preciosa, two tequilas.

And your phone number.

Yo, Mozart.

- Yo.

How do you become this, like,

this crazy music genius kid,

man?

Crazy, maybe.

I'm not a genius.

- No?

- No.

No, I'm not buying that.

Not even for two dollars.

Nobody does anything great

without they heart

not being into it.

What I want to know is,

what does that do

for your heart?

It lets me disappear.

I get it.

- Yeah, I imagine it's the same

when you run a race, right?

Like, what do you think about?

- Nothing.

Just the finish line.

Yeah, and I know.

The finish line, but...

for that minute and a half,

what do you think about?

Think about nothin'.

I just ran.

There you go.

You're a smart little f***er.

Yeah.

I'm so smart.

So you got something for me?

For my mom?

Thanks.

You like doing this

for a living?

Mozart, I don't know.

I've walked that road,

and I've traveled that path,

but I'm okay with it.

You, youngblood,

YOU got a gift.

You gotta fight

for what you love, man.

You understand me?

Don't ever lay down,

not even once.

If you do...

you'll never get back up.

Mm!

- That was really nice.

Thank you.

More fun

than I would have imagined.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Yeah.

Absolutely.

Come on, baby.

I danced real good.

No, no, listen, hold on.

Listen, we got to go

in the bathroom first

and do this, okay?

I don't need to do that, baby.

I have not felt this good

in a long, long time.

I feel great.

I'm gonna be fine.

- Whoa-you're gonna be fine?

- Totally.

- What are you talking about?

I'm not asking you, okay?

I'm telling you, okay?

You're gonna go in the bathroom.

You're gonna do this.

We're gonna go to rehab.

I don't care if I have to force

this down your throat.

- First of all, sweetie,

you don't eat it.

You snort it up your nose.

- Whoa,

don't-don't touch me.

I don't care

what you do with it.

Just put it in your body, okay?

- You don't understand, Eli.

I don't need to go to rehab.

For crying out loud, I'm clean,

and I can stay clean on my own.

There's nothing to worry about.

I am not doing this!

I am not having

this conversation with you

for literally

the one millionth time!

- Oh, come on.

You've got a drinking problem.

You want to have

that conversation?

No, I don't.

- You get wasted

every single weekend,

two, three times a week.

You're sucking down tequila

right now, sweetie.

You know what I think, Eli?

I think you have a problem.

So why don't you

go into the bathroom?

You do the drugs,

and you go to rehab,

because I am fine!

You are not fine!

You are a liar.

And you are a junkie.

Eli.

Eli, what the-

- You!

Let those prisoners go!

- Take your British

hands off me.

- Chloe! Hey!

Hey, Chloe!

- Eli?

- Chloe.

- Eli!

- Chloe.

Hey.

Hi.

Why are you tied up?

Do you want me to free you?

- Yes, free us.

- Shut up!

We're part of the story.

The British burned down my house

and kidnapped me and my sister.

- Oh, my God.

Are your-are your parents okay?

My dad got shot.

My mom's missing, and they stole

all of our livestock.

- Really?

All the livestock?

- Yes!

- Oh, no. Wow.

God, all those poor cows

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