Home Fries (1998) - full transcript
Hamburger joint waitress Sally Jackson is pregnant. When Beatrice, the wife of the father, finds out about his infidelity, she sends her sons from a previous marriage, military pilots Angus and Dorian Montier, to scare the living daylights out of him. Their gunship does such a good job, without hitting him, that he dies from a heart attack. Worrying about radio interference that night, they investigate who might have heard too much within the fairly empty reception perimeter, and soon discover only Sally could, still ignorant about her affair with his step-dad Henry. Dorian takes a job there to be sure, but soon falls for her himself, while mother-obsessed moron Angus would do anything to anyone for her honor...
CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY
WARNER BROS.
* THE SWEET, SWEET
MEMORIES YOU GAVE-A ME *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT *
* THE MEMORIES YOU GAVE-A ME *
Dean Martin: * TAKE ONE FRESH
AND TENDER KISS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* ADD ONE STOLEN NIGHT
OF BLISS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* ONE GIRL, ONE BOY *
* SOME GRIEF, SOME JOY *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
Girl: WELCOME TO BURGER-MATIC.
CAN I TAKE YOUR ORDER, PLEASE?
Man: THE USUAL--
VANILLA MILK SHAKE...
VERY TALL,
VERY COLD.
Girl: $1.03.
DRIVE THROUGH.
Man: HA HA!
IT'S ME, HONEY.
Girl: UH-HUH.
DRIVE THROUGH.
* YOUR LIPS AND MINE *
* 2 SIPS OF WINE *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
$1.03.
HONEY, I DID IT,
JUST LIKE YOU WANTED.
MADE A CLEAN BREAK.
MY WIFE KNOWS ABOUT US.
HOW?
WELL, UM...
SHE ASKED ME IF I WAS
HAVING AN AFFAIR,
AND I SAID YES.
DID YOU TELL HER
ABOUT THIS?
UM...
$1.03.
YEAH.
HERE.
KEEP THE CHANGE.
BABY, YOU'RE CLOSING UP
TONIGHT, AREN'T YOU?
HOW ABOUT LETTING ME
GIVE YOU A RIDE HOME?
I DON'T NEED
A RIDE HOME.
I NEED A FATHER
FOR MY BABY.
I KNOW, I KNOW,
BUT TONIGHT, HOW ABOUT
JUST LETTING ME
GIVE YOU A RIDE HOME?
ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS
POKE DENTS IN THE TOP
OF MY BABY'S HEAD.
WHY DON'T YOU GO
ON HOME, YOU OLD FOOL?
BACK TO YOUR WIFE.
* WITH HIS BLESSINGS
FROM ABOVE *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* SERVE IT GENEROUSLY
WITH LOVE *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* ONE MAN, ONE WIFE *
* ONE LOVE, TWO LIVES *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
Junior Wells: * THEY'LL TAKE
YOUR HOUSE AND YOUR HOME *
* THEY'LL TAKE THE FLESH
FROM YOUR BONES *
[SLURP]
* THEY'LL TAKE THE SHIRT
OFF YOUR BACK *
* WHY ARE PEOPLE
LIKE THAT? *
[STARTS ENGINE]
Man: YEE-HOO!
SOMEONE'S GOING TO SEE.
I'M TELLING YOU.
LOOK AT THIS GUY!
[OVER HEADPHONES]
WHOO-HOO! GODDAMN,
WHAT A DRIVER!
WHO'S DOING
ALL THAT TALKING?
ALL RIGHT,
I GOT HIM.
I DON'T KNOW.
IT SOUNDS LIKE TRUCKERS.
SALLY, YOU'RE CLEANING
THE SHAKE MACHINE TONIGHT.
UH!
[STRUGGLING
WITH SEAT BELT]
Man: THERE HE GOES.
DON'T LOSE HIM. DON'T LOSE HIM.
Sally, over radio:
I CLEANED THE SHAKE MACHINE
YESTERDAY
AND THE DAY BEFORE.
I'VE GOT SENIORITY...
WHO IS THAT?
WHAT'S YOUR BABY GOT
TO DO WITH YOU CLEANING
THE SHAKE MACHINE?
I ALMOST CUT
MY KNUCKLES WIDE-OPEN
ON THAT STIRRER
THE LAST TIME.
I WAS BLEEDING
LIKE A STUCK PIG.
WE'RE LOSING HIM.
THE TREES
ARE TOO THICK.
ALL THAT DAMN HILLBILLY MUSIC
YOU BE LISTENING TO
UP IN THEM HEADPHONES--
THAT'S WHAT'S TRAUMATIC TO HIM.
WHERE'D HE GO?
Sally: I'VE GOT MONEY TO COUNT.
YOU TALK TO BILLY.
BILLY!
GOD DAMN IT.
WHO IS THAT?
I'M ON HIM.
HE'S AT YOUR 3:00.
BILLY!
[GASPING AND COUGHING]
THAT'S ENOUGH.
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
WHO IS THIS?
WHO'S ON THIS CHANNEL?
WHO IS ON THIS CHANNEL?
ROY, YOU CLEAN
THIS SHAKE MACHINE.
YOU'RE NEWER,
AND SHE'S PREGNANT.
Roy: BILLY, I'M
LACTOSE-INTOLERANT, MAN.
THESE HEADPHONES
ARE MESSED UP.
IT SOUNDS LIKE
A WAR MOVIE.
[ROY YELLING OVER RADIO]
SHH.
POW.
NO. I'M NOT SHOOTING.
I'M NOT SHOOTING.
DISARM IT.
YOU DISARM THAT.
I'M NOT DOING IT!
DISARM IT!
STOP! DISARM IT!
I'LL PUT THE FEAR
OF GOD INTO HIM!
STOP!
[MACHINE GUN STOPS FIRING]
The Platters: * LIFE IS JUST
A BOWL OF CHERRIES *
* DON'T MAKE IT SERIOUS *
* LIFE'S TOO MYSTERIOUS *
* YOU WORK *
* YOU SAVE *
* YOU WORRY SO *
GET A SHOT
OF THE TWO
OF US HERE.
* BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE YOUR DOUGH
WHEN YOU GO, GO, GO *
I'LL PROBABLY GO
STRAIGHT TO HELL
FOR THAT,
BUT I JUST
COULDN'T
PASS IT UP
WITH HIM
SITTING THERE
LIKE THAT.
WHAT YOU GOT?
WELL, HIS NAME
IS HENRY LEVER,
WORKS UP
AT THE CIGARETTE
FACTORY.
I SEEN HIS CAR
HALFWAY IN THE DITCH
OVER THERE,
AND, UH, I FOUND
THESE PILLS
IN THE WOODS
THAT-A WAY.
THEY'RE HEART PILLS.
GOT HIS NAME ON THEM.
I FIGURE HE DIED
OF A HEART ATTACK.
I DON'T KNOW
WHY HE COME
WAY OUT HERE
TO HAVE IT,
THOUGH.
NO MORE SIGN
OF FUNNY BUSINESS?
UH, NO, NOT THAT
I COULD SEE.
STOP WASTING
THAT FILM, THEN.
HIS WIFE
BEEN CONTACTED?
NO, SIR.
WHY DON'T YOU GET
ON OVER THERE, THEN?
[CAMERA TAKES PICTURE]
Chris Isaak: * BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
[INDISTINCT RADIO TRANSMISSIONS]
* BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
Man on radio: I NEED
THE NEXT OF KIN
OF A HENRY LEVER.
PLEASE VERIFY THE ADDRESS
AT 1017 NORTH MAPLE.
Woman: 10-4.
HEY, YOU GOING TO NEED
A MORTUARY VEHICLE
OUT YOUR WAY?
NO. I THINK WE CAN
JUST PUT THE BODY
IN THE FRONT SEAT.
10-4.
DID YOU GET
THE SHELL CASINGS?
HEY.
[RADIO PLAYING
THE COMMODORES' BRICK HOUSE]
SEE Y'ALL
NEXT MONTH.
TAKE CARE.
YEAH, SEE YOU
NEXT MONTH.
YOU KNOW, I JUST...
I THINK THIS WENT
A LITTLE TOO FAR.
YOU SAID WE WOULD
JUST SCARE HIM.
WE DID
JUST SCARE HIM.
YEAH.
DEAD.
DID YOU GET
THE SHELL CASINGS?
DORIAN, DID YOU GET
THE SHELL CASINGS?
I GOT THE DAMN
SHELL CASINGS, ANGUS.
THEY'RE IN
MY DUFFEL BAG.
YOU KNOW, WE HAVE
SOME POSSIBLE LOOSE ENDS
WE MIGHT HAVE TO DEAL WITH.
WHAT?
WE GOT A WOMAN,
AND WE GOT 2 GUYS--
WILLIE AND RAY.
NOT THE PEOPLE
ON THE RADIO.
OR WAS IT ROY?
I'M TELLING YOU,
IT'S JUST
RUN-OF-THE-MILL
INTERFERENCE.
IT'S NO BIG DEAL.
WHAT? HOW BIG
A RADIUS IS IT?
WHAT ELSE
IS OUT THERE?
WELL, THERE'S A SAWMILL.
THERE'S TED'S PLUMBING.
THERE'S
A BURGER-MATIC
ON 601.
I MEAN, THERE'S
NOTHING OUT THERE.
WHAT?
THAT'LL BE
$6.40, PLEASE.
Angus, whispering:
ASK HER ABOUT--
NICE HEADPHONES.
ARE THEY VHF?
SHE CAN'T HEAR.
FIND OUT
IF THEY'RE VHF.
WE WERE JUST NOTICING
YOUR HEADPHONES.
MY HEADPHONES?
OH, THESE.
YOU KNOW, THEY ARE
A REAL TIMESAVER.
SAVES A LOT
OF RUNNING AROUND.
I BET YOU SOMETIMES CATCH
A LITTLE INTERFERENCE
ON THEM, HUH?
SHOOT. YOU SHOULD HAVE
HEARD THE CHATTER
LAST NIGHT.
A LOT
OF TALKING, HUH?
YES, SIR.
OH, YOU KNOW WHAT?
PLEASE DON'T LET
ANY KIDS PUT THESE
TOYS IN THEIR MOUTHS
BECAUSE A BABY GIRL
IN TEXAS CHOKED ON
ONE OF THESE LITTLE
BALLOON RACERS
ABOUT A MONTH AGO.
YES, MA'AM.
REST ASSURED.
YOU-ALL
COME BACK, NOW.
ABSOLUTELY.
A RADIO HEADPHONE SET.
NOW, THAT IS FUNNY.
I MEAN...
ISN'T IT?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
MS. BEATRICE LEVER?
YES.
MA'AM...
I REGRET
TO INFORM YOU
THAT WE
FOUND THE BODY
OF YOUR HUSBAND.
HE'S DEAD.
IT LOOKS
TO HAVE BEEN
A HEART ATTACK.
OH!
OK. OK.
HERE WE GO.
YOU OK, MA'AM?
HEART ATTACK?
YES, MA'AM.
NO, BUT I ALWAYS TELL HIM
TO TAKE HIS PILLS.
HE ALWAYS DOES.
HE'S VERY GOOD
ABOUT REMEM...
GOOD...ABOUT
REMEMBERING THINGS.
[CRYING]
OH, HENRY!
[DOOR CLOSES]
MOM.
Sheriff:
UH, GENTLEMEN...
ARE YOU MEMBERS
OF THE FAMILY?
MOM, ARE YOU
ALL RIGHT?
Angus: WHAT HAPPENED?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
[CRYING]
HELLO, MRS. VAUGHN.
YOU SHOULDN'T BE
OUT WALKING
IN YOUR CONDITION,
CHILD.
WELL, MY MAMA'S CAR
BROKE DOWN,
BUT I WOULD
APPRECIATE A RIDE.
WELL, I'M JUST
GLAD I SAW YOU.
YOU HEADING
HOME?
YES, MA'AM.
DO YOU REMEMBER
WHERE IT IS?
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME,
BUT I RECKON I DO.
WHEN'S THE BABY DUE?
LESS THAN A MONTH.
AND THEY STILL
LETTING YOU WORK?
WELL, THEY'RE SHORT-HANDED
AT THE RESTAURANT,
AND I WORK
AT THE DRIVE-THRU,
AND THAT WAY,
CUSTOMERS CAN'T SEE
MY STOMACH
THROUGH THE WINDOW.
WHERE'S THE FATHER?
HE'S AROUND...
SOMEWHERE...
WITH HIS WIFE.
HIS WIFE?
OH, CHILD.
I DID NOT KNOW
THAT HE WAS MARRIED
UNTIL AFTER I CONCEIVED.
HE LIED TO ME.
AND HE'S BEEN LYING
TO HER, TOO,
AND SHE NEEDS
TO KNOW ALL THAT.
SHE NEEDS
TO UNDERSTAND.
HONEY, DON'T
HOLD YOUR BREATH
WAITING
FOR UNDERSTANDING.
I...I'M NOT GOING TO
DO ANY WAITING.
WELL, THANK YOU,
SHERIFF, FOR YOUR...
CONSIDERATION.
Dorian: MOM...
CAN YOU
WASH THESE?
I'D APPRECIATE IT
IF YOU'D GET
THAT DOG
OUT OF MY CLEAN
KITCHEN.
HE'S CLEAN.
I JUST WASHED HIM.
COME ON, BOY.
SO...YOUR CHEATING
STEPFATHER
FINALLY HAD
HIS CORONARY?
OH...YEAH.
IT WAS A THING
OF BEAUTY, MOM.
I MEAN, WE HAD THE TIMING
DOWN TO THE SECOND.
I MEAN, IT WAS PERFECT.
I'M REALLY
STARTING TO THINK
I HAVE A HEAD FOR LOGISTICS.
I MEAN, SERIOUSLY.
YOU DID IT.
I MEAN, THERE
WAS NO BULLETS,
JUST BLANKS.
THERE WAS
NO SHELL CASINGS.
THERE WAS NO TRACKS.
THERE WAS NO SIGNS
OF VIOLENCE WHATSOEVER.
I MEAN, THERE
WAS NO CLUES.
IT WAS GREAT.
YOU KILLED HIM.
WELL, YEAH.
THAT'S...
WHAT YOU WANTED,
WASN'T IT?
ANGUS, I NEVER ACTUALLY
USED THE WORD "KILL."
DORIAN, DID I?
NO, MA'AM.
NO.
[SHELL CASINGS RATTLING]
WELL, HE'S DEAD?
YES, MA'AM.
YES, MA'AM.
YES, MA'AM.
YES, MA'AM.
HE'S DEAD.
NO.
NO ONE...
WILL EVER HAVE TO KNOW.
WHAT?
WELL, I MEAN, THERE'S
NO REAL WITNESSES.
MAYBE ONE.
I DON'T KNOW.
WE'LL FIND OUT.
THE GIRL
AT THE BURGER-MATIC?
SHE DOESN'T KNOW
ANYTHING.
MAYBE SOMEONE ELSE
THAT WORKS THERE DOES.
WHY DON'T YOU
GET A JOB THERE,
AND THAT WAY--
NO!
I'VE SUCCESSFULLY AVOIDED
WORKING THERE THIS LONG,
AND IT'S YOUR IDEA.
YOU CAN DO IT, ANGUS.
YOU LOOK
PERFECT.
ABSOLUTELY NOT!
ARGUE SOMEPLACE ELSE.
I'VE GOT CALLS TO MAKE.
SORRY, MOM.
WE'LL MAKE SURE
THERE'S
NO LOOSE ENDS.
DORIAN, YOUR HAT.
HELMET, MA.
IT'S A HELMET.
HELMET. GET YOUR HELMET
OFF MY TABLE.
Dorian: I GOT TO WEAR
A HAIR NET AND A PAPER HAT?
NOBODY OVER 14
WORKING AT BURGER-MATIC.
I'M 24 YEARS OLD.
[WHISPERING]
Settle down!
[SADLY]
HI, MARY.
YEAH,
IT'S BEATRICE.
UH-HUH.
OH, I KNOW
IT'S BEEN A WHILE.
I JUST THOUGHT
I MIGHT LET YOU...
HENRY'S DEAD.
MARY, I DON'T KNOW.
[SOBBING SOFTLY]
THANK YOU, MRS. VAUGHN.
MAMA?
MAMA, I'VE MADE
A DECISION.
HENRY DID NOT
TELL HIS WIFE,
SO I'M GOING TO
TELL HER.
YOU CAN'T GO
OVER THERE TODAY.
WHY NOT?
I'LL FIND
A RIDE.
BAD NEWS
AT THE CIGARETTE
FACTORY.
AT THE CIGARETTE
FACTORY?
WHAT HAPPENED?
I HATE YOU.
BELIEVE ME, I WOULD
DO THIS IF I COULD.
IT'S JUST YOU'RE
SO MUCH BETTER
AT RECON THAN I AM.
I'M GUESSING THAT
NO ONE IN THERE IS GOING
TO KNOW ANYTHING.
IT'S JUST A MATTER
OF KEEPING OUR LOOSE ENDS
TIED TOGETHER, YOU KNOW?
JUST GO IN THERE
AND MINGLE WITH
THE NATIVES.
TAKE THE OLD PISTOLA.
GEE, YOU THINK THAT
ONE WILL BE ENOUGH?
MAYBE I SHOULD
TAKE A COUPLE
HAND GRENADES IN.
HOW WOULD THAT BE?
I MEAN, COULD YOU
BE MORE PARANOID?
PLEASE!
IT'S JUST IN CASE,
ALL RIGHT?
I'D APPRECIATE IT.
IT'S JUST, YOU KNOW,
THIS IS MY FIRST JOB,
NOT COUNTING THE ARMY
OR THE GUARD, SO...
CHILL OUT.
JUST, UH...
WELL, JUST
GO IN THERE.
[SIGHS]
HE'S NOT GOING
TO ASK ME FOR
A RESUME, IS HE?
IT'S NOT
THAT KIND OF JOB.
IT'S THE BURGER-MATIC!
STAND STRAIGHT,
LOOK HIM IN THE EYE.
IT'S ALL ABOUT
FIRST IMPRESSIONS.
THAT'S ALL IT IS--
FIRST IMPRESSIONS,
AND YOU CAN DO THAT.
NOW GO IN THERE.
YOU'LL DO FINE.
DON'T LET ANYONE
SEE THAT GUN.
OH, REALLY? I GET
THE TRUCK TOMORROW.
IT'S NOT
REGISTERED.
[SALLY CRYING]
Billy: NO ONE EXPECTS
YOU TO WORK TODAY.
WHY DON'T YOU CALL
SOMEONE, GET THEM
TO TAKE YOU HOME?
NO. I'LL BE
ALL RIGHT, BILLY.
YOU SURE?
YEAH.
LET ME KNOW IF YOU
CHANGE YOUR MIND,
ALL RIGHT?
[SNIFFLING]
OK.
HERE YOU GO.
THANK YOU.
SURE.
[BLOWING NOSE]
[CLEARS THROAT]
UNDER "DEPENDENTS"
ON THIS W-4,
YOU THINK I SHOULD
PUT ONE OR ZERO?
I'VE KIND OF
NEVER DONE THE W-4.
MY MAN...HE CARRIED
A HANDKERCHIEF WITH HIM
WHEREVER HE WENT.
YEAH?
[SNIFFLES]
DID SOMEBODY...
DIE OR SOMETHING HERE?
[SOBBING]
UH...
[CLEARS THROAT]
SALLY,
SWEETIE,
COME ON.
COME ON,
SWEETIE.
IT'S OK. COME ON.
ALL RIGHT, THEN.
LET'S SUIT YOU UP
AND GET YOU GOING
ON THE GRILL.
ROY HERE
WILL TEACH YOU
EVERYTHING YOU
NEED TO KNOW ABOUT
SANDWICH ASSEMBLY.
ROY...RIGHT.
HOW YOU DOING?
ALL RIGHT, THIS IS
HOW YOU MAKE A BIG BUZZ
DOUBLE CHEESEBURGER.
RIGHT BOTTOM BUN,
BOTTOM BEEF,
BOTTOM CHEESE,
MIDDLE BUN,
TOP BEEF, TOP CHEESE,
SPECIAL SAUCE,
3 ONIONS, 3 PICKLES,
SOME LETTUCE,
TOP BUN,
PUT IT IN A BOX,
SLIDE IT DOWN CHUTE,
SAY, "BIG BUZZ
DOUBLE CHEESEBURGER."
SO, ROY, TELL ME ABOUT
THE HEADPHONES Y'ALL WEAR.
HEY, MAN, DON'T BE
SCRATCHING YOURSELF
WHILE YOU'RE
ASSEMBLING
THE PRODUCT, MAN.
THAT'S NASTY, MAN.
WILL I EVENTUALLY GET
MY OWN SET OF HEADPHONES?
YEAH, MAN, BUT YOU
GOT TO CRAWL
BEFORE YOU WALK.
FIRST YOU LEARN
PRODUCT ASSEMBLY.
THEN YOU GET
YOUR HEADPHONES.
NOW PUT THIS DOUBLE
CHEESEBURGER TOGETHER
LIKE I SHOWED YOU.
I DON'T KNOW, ROY.
YOU THINK I'M READY?
SO...WITH
THESE HEADPHONES,
YOU EVER HEAR
ANYTHING WEIRD ON THEM,
LIKE INTERFERENCE?
YEAH, MAN! COME ON!
THIS AIN'T RADIO SHACK!
PUT THIS THING TOGETHER
LIKE I SHOWED YOU!
CHOP-CHOP NOW!
PUT THE PICKLES ON
BEFORE YOU
PUT ON THE ONIONS.
3 PICKLES, NOT 4.
THIS AIN'T
PICKLE BURGER.
ONLY GIVE THEM 4
IF THEY ASK FOR IT.
I KNOW IT TAKES TIME.
YOU NEED PRACTICE.
NOW, COME ON, NOW.
YOU GOT TO MOVE.
HOW DO YOU MAKE
A WHOPPER?
MAN, THAT'S BURGER KING!
BILLY HEAR YOU SAY THAT,
HE'LL FIRE YOUR ASS!
OK, OK.
LET ME TRY AGAIN.
ROY, WHAT KIND OF MEAT
ARE WE USING HERE?
THIS IS...
[CHILDREN SHOUTING]
HI, MAMA.
HI, BABY.
[KISS]
HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
BENNY.
DOES BENNY AND HIS FRIENDS
LIKE BUZZ BURGER-MATIC?
Children: YEAH!
I'LL GO GET HIM.
Dorian: IS THIS
SOME KIND OF INITIATION?
THE KIDS ARE
GOING TO DIG THIS.
BUZZ MOVES
REAL FAST, THOUGH.
ALL RIGHT? I MEAN,
YOU HAVE GOT TO RUN
AROUND THESE KIDS,
BECAUSE
THE THEORY BEHIND
BUZZ BURGER-MATIC IS
HE'S A SUPERSONIC ROBOT
THAT DELIVERS THE FOOD
AT LIGHTNING SPEED.
IS THAT
THE THEORY, YEAH?
YOU CAN'T BE
SUPERSONIC,
BUT YOU'VE
ALWAYS GOT TO WALK
AND TALK REAL FAST.
OTHERWISE, THE KIDS
WON'T BUY IT.
DO I GET PAID
EXTRA FOR THIS?
NO.
[MUMBLING]
GOT A THEORY
ABOUT THAT.
WHERE DO I
CHANGE, BILLY?
THERE'S
A FRANCHISE RULE
ABOUT DISROBING
IN THE REST ROOMS.
SO, YOU GOT
A CAR OUT HERE?
NO.
WELL, JUST FIND
A PLACE, ALL RIGHT?
I'D APPRECIATE IT.
[ROY LAUGHING SOFTLY]
HA HA HA!
[SHOTGUN BEING COCKED]
UH-OH.
Man: BOY,
WHERE YOU GOING?
GET YOUR SORRY
ASS OUT HERE!
YOU, TOO,
SWEETHEART!
COME ON!
WHAT?
COME ON!
I WANT YOU ALL
TO SIT DOWN OVER THERE!
KEEP YOUR HANDS UP!
STAY THE HELL
OUT OF MY WAY!
[GUNMAN CONTINUES
SHOUTING ORDERS]
Gunman:
...A MINUTE OR 2.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
LITTLE MAN.
HI, SWEETHEART.
YOU SURE IS SHOWING GOOD.
WHAT IS WRONG
WITH YOU?
I JUST WANT
YOU-ALL TO KNOW
THAT I AIN'T
WITH HIM ANYMORE,
THAT I HAVEN'T
BEEN WITH HIM
SINCE THE 14th DAY
OF JULY THIS YEAR,
WHEN I SLAPPED
A RESTRAINING ORDER
ON HIS BIG, FAT,
DRUNK ASS.
Y'ALL THINK I'D
NORMALLY TOTE A GUN
TO MY CHILD'S
SEVENTH BIRTHDAY--
IT'S HIS EIGHTH
BIRTHDAY, FOOL!
[ARGUING CONTINUES]
VIOLATING
A RESTRAINING ORDER!
[BANGING]
Gunman: HEY, YOU'RE
BUZZ BURGER-MATIC.
WE DIDN'T DO IT.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
IN THE FREEZER?
YOU'RE NOT A COP?
HEY! GET OUT THERE
WITH EVERYBODY ELSE!
BRING YOUR HANDS.
HEY, BENNY.
COME HERE, SON.
LOOK WHO'S HERE
TO SEE YOU.
RED, PLEASE LEAVE
THAT MAN ALONE.
BENNY, COME ON
OVER HERE, SON.
LOOK WHO
I BROUGHT YOU.
SUIT UP, BUZZ,
AND WAVE TO MY BOY.
HELLO THERE, BENNY.
COME ON!
YOU GONNA
DO US A SHOW.
HEY, KIDS!
THIS HERE'S
BUZZ BURGER-MATIC!
Y'ALL LIKE HIM,
DON'T YOU?
UH, HEY, BUZZ...
THIS AIN'T MASS.
YOU KNOW, YOU CAN
DO SOMETHING FUNNY.
LIKE WHAT?
RACK YOUR BRAIN!
UH...
MOVE FAST!
BUZZ BURGER-MATIC,
HE MOVES FAST.
[COSTUME SQUEAKING]
HOP THROUGH SPACE!
COME ON.
HOP THROUGH SPACE,
LITTLE BUDDY!
YOU GOT A QUARTER?
DOES ANYBODY HAVE
A QUARTER?
JUST A QUARTER.
HERE YOU GO.
WOW, LOOK AT THAT,
LITTLE BUDDY.
OH! LOOK AT THAT!
LOOK AT THAT!
A BRAND-NEW QUARTER!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I COULD HAVE
DONE THAT!
[GUNSHOT]
WOO!
WHOA!
Roy: KICK THE MOTHER
ON HIS BUTT!
[APPLAUSE
AND CHILDREN CHEERING]
BENNY, BENNY,
COME HERE.
Dorian: I GOT A MAGIC TRICK
FOR YOU, MISTER.
HOW ABOUT I MAKE YOUR
FRIGGIN' HEAD DISAPPEAR?
HOW DOES THAT SOUND?
DORIAN, MAN, BE CAREFUL.
HELL, NO! KICK
HIS ASS SOME MORE!
WHAT THE HELL
IS WRONG WITH YOU?
I DON'T THINK HE MEANT
TO HURT ANYBODY.
HOW DO YOU
KNOW THAT?
'CAUSE HE'S MY DADDY.
HIS NAME IS RED,
JUST LIKE IT SAYS ON HIS HAT.
NOW, WHEN HE'S SOBER,
I'VE SEEN HIM SHOOT
WASPS RIGHT OUT
OF THE HOUSE,
BUT WHEN HE'S DRUNK,
HE GETS STUPID
AND ORNERY.
YOU SON OF A GUN.
Woman: YOU DIDN'T
EVEN HAVE ANY BULLETS
IN THAT THING, DID YOU?
Red: NO.
WHAT DO YOU THINK
I AM--A MANIAC?
OHH...
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
ON CAR RADIO]
I WAS HELPING
TO KICK HIS ASS,
AND I BLACKED OUT.
[WOMAN TALKING
OVER POLICE RADIO]
Dorian: WHAT? WHAT
AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?
THERE'S A GUY WITH
A SHOTGUN AND LITTLE
KIDS EVERYWHERE.
WHAT DO YOU
EXPECT ME TO DO?
YOU PULL SOME KARATE MOVE
ON A BIG, FAT DRUNK GUY?
AND YOU'RE WEARING
A DAMN CLOWN SUIT?
ROBOT SUIT.
LIKE WE NEED
THE PUBLICITY.
I MEAN, WHY COULDN'T
YOU JUST COWER
LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE?
DID YOU PRESS CHARGES?
NO. GUY'S WIFE
BEAT ME TO IT.
GOOD.
WHAT DID YOU
FIND OUT TODAY?
NOTHING MUCH.
"NOTHING MUCH," MEANING
THERE'S NOTHING MUCH
TO FIND OUT
OR "NOTHING MUCH,"
MEANING I JUST SAT AROUND
IN MY ROBOT SUIT ALL DAY?
"NOTHING MUCH,"
MEANING "EAT ME!"
THERE'S NOTHING
TO FIND OUT, ANGUS.
NOBODY KNOWS
ANYTHING IN THERE.
ARE YOU 100% SURE?
YES. YES, I AM.
NO, NO, YOU'RE NOT.
YOU'RE NOT 100% SURE.
I AM 100% SURE.
DORIAN, THIS REQUIRES
EXTREME PRECISION
ON YOUR PART.
YOU'RE NOT
BEING PRECISE.
WE HAVE NO ROOM
FOR ERROR HERE,
ALL RIGHT?
[SIGHS]
SHIT!
I GUESS I'M GOING
TO HAVE TO GO GET
A JOB THERE NOW.
WHAT?!
YOU GET YOUR WISH.
YOU GET TO STAY HOME
FROM SCHOOL TOMORROW.
NO, NO.
I'M GOING TO GO
IN THERE AND CLEAR
THIS WHOLE THING UP.
I'LL TAKE CARE
OF IT, ANGUS.
I'LL TAKE CARE
OF IT, ALL RIGHT?
I'M ALREADY IN THERE
AND EVERYTHING,
SO I'LL JUST
KEEP NOSING AROUND
FOR US.
MA BETTER NOT
FIND OUT ABOUT THIS.
Angus: MA...
WE'RE HOME.
YOU, UH...
LOOKING
FOR SOMETHING?
PROPHYLACTICS.
RAINBOW-COLORED ONES,
AT THAT.
THEY'RE NOT YOURS.
NO. NO, MA'AM.
NO.
NO. NO, THEY BELONG
TO YOUR ROTTEN STEPFATHER,
NOT FOR MY BENEFIT,
OBVIOUSLY.
I NEVER FELT
ANY RAINBOWS.
OH, NOW, MOM...
YOU DON'T NEED TO--
THEY HAVEN'T
BEEN OPENED.
WELL, I COULD ONLY ASSUME
THAT WHORE OF HIS
PREFERRED THINGS
AU NATUREL.
MOM, WAS THERE, UH,
WAS THERE SOMETHING
THAT WE COULD
HELP YOU FIND?
GET THAT DAMN DOG
OUT OF HERE!
GRITS! COME ON, GRITS!
COME ON.
YOUR STEPFATHER GAVE YOU
THAT DOG, DIDN'T HE?
YEAH...WHY?
MOM, WAS THERE SOMETHING
WE COULD HELP YOU FIND
IN PARTICULAR?
UH...ARTIFACTS OF
YOUR STEPFATHER IN GENERAL...
A WOMAN'S ADDRESS
IN PARTICULAR.
I WANT TO KNOW
WHO THAT JEZEBEL WAS
THAT HENRY WAS SEEING.
JEZEBEL.
THAT'S
A GOOD ONE, MOM.
ODDLY ENOUGH,
I DREAMT ABOUT HER
LAST NIGHT.
I COULDN'T SEE
HER FACE CLEARLY
FOR, OF COURSE,
I HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE,
BUT IT WAS HER.
I GATHERED THAT
SHE WAS CAUCASIAN,
AND THIS WAS
AN INTERESTING
OBSERVATION
BECAUSE HER BODY
WAS BLACK.
SHE HAD THE BODY
OF A HUGE, HAIRY,
BLACK ANT,
A QUEEN ANT.
ABOUT AS BIG AS A BUS,
I WOULD SAY.
JUST A DREAM,
BUT A DISTURBED ONE.
WHAT DID--WHAT DID
THE BIG ANT DO, MOM?
DORIAN, I WOULD
APPRECIATE IT IF YOU
WOULD USE A KLEENEX.
I RAISED YOU
BETTER THAN THAT.
I'M JUST SCRATCHING.
DAMN IT.
SHE SHAMED MY FAMILY.
WELL, WE'LL--
WE'LL FIND HER, MOM.
DON'T WORRY
ABOUT IT. WE'LL
TAKE CARE OF IT.
WHOA!
WHAT ARE WE--THE MAFIA?
NOT ANOTHER ONE. MOM!
THIS IS A REAL BAD IDEA.
I'M SERIOUS.
ANGUS, I--I CAN'T
STRESS THAT ENOUGH.
BIG ANTS?
BIG ANTS?
I REALLY DON'T LIKE IT
WHEN SHE TALKS LIKE THAT.
IT'S DISTURBING, YOU KNOW?
I MEAN, I JUST HOPE SHE
DOESN'T TALK LIKE THAT
AROUND HER FRIENDS
BECAUSE JUNK LIKE THAT
AIN'T GONNA GET HER ELECTED
TO THE PRESIDENT OF THE D.A.R.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
YEAH,
WELL, SHE'S FINE.
IT'S WEIRD.
HEY, YOU REMEMBER
THAT STORY
ABOUT THE WOMAN
THAT BASHED HER
HUSBAND'S HEAD IN
WITH A FROZEN
LEG OF LAMB,
THEN COOKED IT UP
AND SERVED IT
TO THE DETECTIVES?
NO EVIDENCE!
I MEAN, THAT'S
PRETTY CREATIVE.
BUT I'M THINKING
THAT THE PERFECT
MURDER
WOULD BE SOMETHING
MORE PEDESTRIAN,
THOUGH,
SOMETHING A LITTLE
MORE LIKE A HOUSEHOLD
ACCIDENT,
LIKE A FAULTY GAS STOVE
OR SOMETHING.
YOU KNOW, WHEN
WE FIND THIS WOMAN,
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE
TO KNOW WHAT TO DO
WITH HER.
I MEAN, I'M GUESSING
SHE DOESN'T HAVE
SOME KIND
OF CONVENIENT
HEART CONDITION
LIKE OLD HENRY DID.
WHAT? NO, HEY, LISTEN.
NO MORE. ALL RIGHT?
LEAVE ME OUT OF IT.
WE CAN LET MOM CARRY OUT
HER OWN VENDETTAS.
Angus: SHH!
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SIGHS]
I DON'T KNOW. MAYBE
WE'RE OVERTHINKING
THIS WHOLE THING.
I MEAN,
WHY DON'T WE JUST
FIND THIS WOMAN,
POP HER IN
THE BACK OF THE HEAD
WITH A .22,
AND TAKE HER
SOMEPLACE NO ONE
WILL EVER FIND HER?
WHAT?
Billy: MAN, THIS THING GONE
THROUGH THE GRILL HOOD
AND THE CEMENT BEAM.
Sally: GOOD MORNING!
MORNING, DARLING.
I HOPE THINGS ARE BETTER
FOR YOU TODAY.
THEY ARE.
Billy: DORIAN!
Dorian: YES, SIR.
WHERE'D YOU SAY YOU
GOT THAT BULLET AT?
I GOT IT SWEEPING UP
THE PARKING LOT.
HUH.
UM...
IT'S A GIFT
FOR YOUR BABY.
IT'S AN AH-1 COBRA.
I FLY THEM FOR
THE AIR NATIONAL GUARD.
UH...
YEAH.
THE VIETCONG,
THEY CALL THEM
THE MUTTERING DEATH.
THANK YOU.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
THAT, YEAH.
IF YOU PRESS
THAT BUTTON THERE,
THE LITTLE MISSILE
WILL SHOOT OFF.
THAT'S HOW
IT'S DESIGNED.
AND IT'S NONTOXIC,
I THINK.
[CLEARS THROAT]
YOU FLY THESE?
UM, THE REAL ONES.
ME AND MY BROTHER
ARE BOTH HELICOPTER
PILOTS, AND WE'RE--
Man over intercom:
YOU-ALL SERVING BREAKFAST?
I WANT AN EGG-MATIC SANDWICH,
A LARGE...
WE'RE KIND OF
WEEKEND WARRIORS
AT THIS POINT,
BUT WE'RE WORKING--
UM...
I'M SORRY, SIR.
WE ARE NOT OPEN YET.
SO WE FLY THESE
OUT AT THE BASE,
AND I WAS THINKING
MAYBE SOMETIME,
IF YOU WANT,
YOU COULD COME
OUT FOR A VISIT,
AND I CAN SEE IF--
Man: YOU AIN'T OPEN?
SINCE WHEN?
I'M SORRY, SIR.
WE ARE NOT OPEN
FOR 15 MINUTES.
I APOLOGIZE.
LISTEN, SALLY...
ABOUT YESTERDAY,
I'M...
Man: HEY, THE HELL,
YOU SAY.
LOOK, IF YOU'RE IN THERE,
YOU'RE OPEN.
NOW GIVE ME THE MANAGER!
I'M SORRY
ABOUT YOUR DAD,
AND I'M SORRY
ABOUT HOW I LOST
MY TEMPER,
AND, UH...
ABOUT THE COPS, TOO,
AND THE GUN.
ROY!
OH!
SEE? THIS
WHAT HAPPENS--
MY DADDY DOESN'T EXACTLY
BRING OUT THE BEST IN PEOPLE,
ESPECIALLY ONCE
HE'S HAD A SNOOTFUL.
BUT HE THOUGHT
YOU HANDLED YOURSELF
VERY WELL.
Man: HEY, GIRLIE!
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?
NOW GET ME
THE GODDAMN MANAGER!
OOH. I BETTER
GO GET BILLY.
[COUGHING]
NOW, IF THIS PLACE
BURN UP, WE AIN'T
GOT NO JOB.
Man: HEY!
HEY!
HEY, IN THERE!
WELL, HELL, MAN.
I DIDN'T MEAN FOR YOU
TO COME OUT AND GET
IN THE TRUCK WITH ME.
THAT YOUNG LADY WORKS
EXTREMELY HARD IN THERE,
AND I THINK SHE DESERVES
A GREAT DEAL OF RESPECT,
AND YOU'RE NOT SHOWING HER
RESPECT, ARE YOU?
THAT MAKES YOU NOT WELCOME
AT BURGER-MATIC.
I THINK
YOU OUGHT TO LEAVE.
HOLD ON.
LET ME OUT FIRST.
[CLEARS THROAT]
DORIAN?
SALLY? YES, MA'AM.
I WAS
JUST WONDERING,
HAVE YOU EVER
HEARD OF LAMAZE?
YOU KNOW,
NATURAL CHILDBIRTH.
UM...YES, I HAVE.
WELL, DOWN AT THE Y,
THEY HAVE THESE
LAMAZE CLASSES.
THEY'RE
EVERY TUESDAY NIGHT,
STARTING
UH-HUH.TONIGHT.
AND
THE ONLY THING IS
IS THAT
YOU NEED A PARTNER,
AND I DON'T HAVE
A PARTNER.
[EXHALING LOUDLY]
Woman: THINK OF YOUR CERVIX
OPENING UP.
VERY NICE, SHAWN.
OPEN.
VERY NICE.
REMEMBER NOW,
WE'RE BREATHING FOR OUR BABY.
BREATHING FOR OUR BABY.
THIS MUST BE
THE HUSBAND.
I'M JUST
THE PARTNER,
YEAH.
HE'S CUTE.
OK. I NEED YOU
TO SCOOT IN HERE...
ESTABLISH
EYE CONTACT.
[EXHALES]
BREATHING.
GOOD. HOLDING HANDS.
BOTH HANDS.
HERE WE GO.
GOOD.
EYE CONTACT HERE.
REMEMBER, YOU'RE HERE
TO SUPPORT YOUR PARTNER.
NICE.
VERY NICE.
VERY NICE...
MOMS AND DADS.
WE'RE GOING TO
MAKE A LITTLE SHIFT
IN OUR POSITIONS NOW.
MOMS, I WANT YOU TO
TURN AROUND WITH YOUR
BACKS TO YOUR PARTNERS.
TURN WITH YOUR BACK
TO YOUR PARTNER.
HERE WE GO.
BACK TO YOUR PARTNER.
TURN YOUR BACKS.
DADS, WRAP YOUR LEGS
AROUND YOUR--
WRAP YOUR LEGS
AROUND YOUR MOM'S BODY.
THERE YOU GO.
GOOD. BACK INTO HIM...
AND JUST...GOOD.
LAY BACK IN.
JUST LET HIM
CRADLE YOU THERE.
VERY NICE.
OK. WE'RE GOING TO DO
THE EFFLEURAGE.
THAT'S THE GENTLE
CIRCULAR MOTION,
THE GENTLE MASSAGE
OF THE ABDOMEN HERE.
GOOD BREATHING.
JUST RELAX BACK HERE.
JUST LET THE JAW RELAX.
VERY NICE.
REMEMBER, A RELAXED JAW
MEANS AN OPEN VAGINA.
VERY NICE.
BREATHING.
LET'S BREATHE.
SUPPORT OUR PARTNERS
WITH BREATH.
KEEP YOUR FOCUS
ON YOUR PARTNER.
GENTLE CIRCULAR MASSAGE
OF THE ABDOMEN,
OPENING AND
RELAXING THE CERVIX,
THOSE LAST 2 CENTIMETERS
TO ALLOW THE BABY'S HEAD
TO SOFTLY DROP THROUGH.
OK. NOW LET'S GET
TO OUR FEET.
PARTNERS,
HELP THE MOMS UP, PLEASE.
WE'RE GOING TO DO THAT
JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL SLOW DANCE.
SO, EVERYONE, UP.
SLOW DANCE.
ARMS--THERE WE GO.
MOMS, ARMS UP.
DADS, YOU'RE GOING TO PUT
YOUR ARMS AROUND.
JUST A SLOW DANCE.
THINK ABOUT SLOW DANCING
IN JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL.
THERE WE GO.
YOU'RE GOING
TO SUPPORT HER.
SPREAD OUR LEGS OUT HERE
A LITTLE BIT.
GOOD. PANT BREATHING.
LIGHT, DELICATE.
[PANTING]
GOOD.
LEGS, SHOULDER-WIDTH APART.
GOOD.
YOU DIDN'T GET PREGNANT
WITH THOSE LEGS TOGETHER.
THAT BABY'S NOT GOING TO COME
WITH YOUR LEGS TOGETHER,
SO JUST OPEN UP AND RELAX
AND ALLOW
YOUR CERVIX TO OPEN.
PANT, PANT.
[PANTING]
[GIGGLES]
[COUGHS]
EXCUSE ME.
BLESS YOU.
THANKS.
[CLEARS THROAT]
UM, YOU CAN JUST
DROP ME OFF RIGHT HERE.
I'LL TAKE YOU UP
TO THE FRONT DOOR,
IF THAT'S OK.
YEAH?
YEAH.
OK.
NO. I'LL GET THAT
FOR YOU, SALLY.
WAIT.
DORIAN...
YEAH.
HOW COME YOU NEVER
ASKED ME WHY I NEED
A LAMAZE PARTNER
OR ABOUT THE FATHER
OF MY BABY?
YESTERDAY,
I SORT OF GOT IT WAS
A TOUCHY SUBJECT,
SO I...
YEAH.
WELL, I KNOW HOW
I LOOK TO EVERYBODY,
BUT I FEEL LIKE
I WAS RAISED RIGHT,
AND I CAN'T HELP
THE REST,
BUT I'M GOING TO BE
A REALLY GOOD MOTHER.
I KNOW, SALLY.
OH, SHIT.
I'M SORRY.
THANKS.
THANKS FOR COMING.
Man: REAL SORRY.
Angus: THANKS.
ANGUS...
YEAH.
WHERE THE HELL
IS HE?
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW
WHERE HE IS.
OH...
Woman: WE'RE HERE
FOR YOU, DEAR.
YEAH. THANKS, MA'AM.
THANK YOU, SIR.
WHAT ARE YOU
THINKING?
WHAT ARE YOU
THINKING, HUH?
WHAT DOES THIS SAY?
IT SAYS I'M LATE.
WHAT DOES THAT SAY?
IT SAYS
I'M A HALF-HOUR LATE.
IT SAYS 8:36,
IS WHAT THAT SAYS.
I'M VERY,
VERY SORRY.
WHAT ABOUT MOM, HUH?
WHAT ABOUT
HOW YOU RUINED
THE NIGHT FOR MOM?
ANGUS.
YOU FEEL BAD
ABOUT THAT?
YES.
LOOK AT YOU.
LOOK AT WHAT
YOU'RE WEARING.
WHY NOT JUST WEAR
YOUR DAMN ROBOT SUIT
TO THE GREAT BIG WAKE?
ANGUS.
COME ON.
I MEAN...
RIGHT. GOOD IDEA.
GOOD THINKING.
NO, ANGUS.
GOD, COACH ADAMS.
OH, YOU AT LEAST
NEED A JACKET.
THE DAMN WAKE'S
ALMOST OVER.
ANGUS, NOBODY CARES
WHAT I'M WEARING.
[THUD]
MOM CARES. MOM CARES.
THIS IS HER NIGHT.
ARE YOU TRYING
TO RUIN THIS FOR HER?
NO, NO.
HUH? ARE YOU TRYING
TO MAKE HER LOOK STUPID,
ROBOT MAN?
Woman: YOU JUST
CALL ME IF YOU NEED
ANYTHING, OK?
GOOD MORNING, BILLY.
MAN, I KNEW
YOU WAS F.B.I.
HI, ROY.
GOT TO GO
TO A FUNERAL TODAY.
WHATEVER.
* ...DONE
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DONE
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DONE
A BAD, BAD THING *
* YOU EVER LOVE SOMEONE
SO MUCH, YOU THOUGHT... *
BILLY...
I HAVE TO ATTEND
A FUNERAL.
* ...YOU EVER TRY
WITH ALL YOUR HEART AND SOUL *
* TO GET YOUR LOVER
BACK TO YOU? *
* YOU'RE GONNA HOPE SO *
* YOU EVER PRAY
WITH ALL YOUR HEART AND SOUL *
* JUST TO WATCH HER
WALK AWAY, YEAH? *
Priest: ...THROUGH OUR LORD,
JESUS CHRIST.
WE COMMIT TO ALMIGHTY GOD,
OUR BROTHER--
Beatrice: HE'S MY HUSBAND...
Priest: AND WE COMMIT HIS BODY
TO THE GROUND.
Beatrice: NOT MY BROTHER.
Priest: EARTH TO EARTH...
Beatrice: GIVE HIM BACK!
Priest: ASHES TO ASHES...
DUST TO DUST.
NO DUST.
I HATE DUST!
THE LORD BLESS HIM
AND KEEP HIM.
THE LORD MAKE HIS FACE
TO SHINE UPON HIM
AND BE GRACIOUS TO HIM.
THE LORD LIFT UP
HIS COUNTENANCE UPON HIM
AND GIVE HIM PEACE.
BLESSED BE HE
WHO LAYS IN THIS GRAVE,
AND GRANT THAT HE WHOSE BODY
IS TO BE BURIED HERE
MAY DWELL IN PARADISE
AND MAY COME
INTO THE HEAVENLY KINGDOM
THROUGH OUR SON,
JESUS CHRIST, OUR LORD.
THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD.
HE SHALL NOT WANT.
Dorian, thinking: BOTTOM BUN,
BOTTOM BEEF, BOTTOM CHEESE,
LITTLE BUN, TOP BEEF,
TOP CHEESE, SPECIAL SAUCE,
LETTUCE, ONION CHUNKS,
2 PICKLES, TOP BUN, THEN BOX IT.
Beatrice: YOU BASTARD!
HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME!
[WAILING]
OH, HENRY!
I'M SORRY.
Priest: THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD.
HE SHALL NOT WANT.
HE MAKETH ME TO LIE DOWN
IN GREEN PASTURES
AND MEETETH ME
BESIDE HIS STILL WATERS.
HE RESTORETH MY SOUL.
HE LEADETH ME IN THE PATH--
Dorian:
EXCUSE ME. SORRY.
EXCUSE ME.
OH, SORRY.
Priest: YEA, THOUGH I WALK
THROUGH THE VALLEY OF
THE SHADOW OF DEATH,
I WILL FEAR NO EVIL,
FOR THOUGH ART WITH ME...
[BEATRICE WAILING LOUDLY]
DORIAN,
ARE YOU FEELING WELL?
OW.
WHAT MADE
YOU KICK OVER
THE FLOWERS?
MY FOOT WAS ASLEEP.
STOP IT!
SHE WAS THERE...
THE WOMAN
HENRY WAS SEEING.
WHO WAS SHE?
I DON'T KNOW.
I COULD FEEL HER,
LIKE THE SICK, SWEET SMELL
OF A COW'S BREATH.
MAKES SENSE, THOUGH,
DON'T YOU THINK?
IF SHE REALLY CARED.
WELL, THERE WAS
A LOT OF WOMEN
THERE, MOM.
I MEAN, THERE WAS
A LOT OF WOMEN FROM
THE FACTORY THERE.
YOU KNOW, MAYBE
I SHOULD GO BACK
AND CHECK OUT
THE FUNERAL
REGISTER BOOK
AND JUST SEE.
MAYBE I OUGHT
TO NOSE AROUND
THE FACTORY
A LITTLE SOME,
TOO,
MAYBE CHECK OUT
HENRY'S
OLD OFFICE.
YEAH.
THAT'S A GOOD IDEA.
OW! YOU'RE GOING TO
RUN ME OFF THE ROAD!
STOP IT!
DON'T MISTREAT
YOUR BROTHER.
[KNOCKING]
HI THERE.
OH, HELLO AGAIN.
YOU WANT
TO SEE SALLY?
YES, MA'AM.
COME ON IN.
UM, I'M REAL SORRY
ABOUT YOUR HUSBAND.
OH. THAT RAT BASTARD.
FORGET ABOUT IT.
COME ON IN.
SALLY.
WAIT JUST A MINUTE.
I WANT TO SEE
IF SHE'S DECENT.
[KNOCKS]
BABY.
LOOK WHO'S HERE.
[COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING SOFTLY]
HEY.
Dorian: HEY.
I WAS IN
THE NEIGHBORHOOD,
SO I THOUGHT I'D...
STOP BY.
BILLY TOLD YOU I HAD TO
GO TO A FUNERAL?
YOU OK?
YES.
BIG COUNTRY MUSIC FAN?
YEAH.
I HAVE ALWAYS DREAMED
OF BEING A BIG HIT SINGER.
YOU SING?
NO.
BUT YOU WANT
TO BE A SINGER?
WELL, I--I DREAM
OF BEING A SINGER.
I THINK THAT'S WHY
IT'S CALLED A DREAM.
SALLY,
I WANTED TO...
AHEM. TO TALK TO YOU
ABOUT SOMETHING
THAT WE TALKED ABOUT
YESTERDAY.
WOULD YOU LIKE
TO GO FOR A RIDE?
UH, SURE.
WE COULD GO LOOK AT
ONE OF THE HELICOPTERS,
THE REAL ONES.
I'D LIKE THAT.
YOU--YOU WANT TO SEE
THE HELICOPTERS?
OK.
Sally: MAMA, I'LL BE BACK
IN A LITTLE BIT.
WOW! IS THAT IT?
YEAH. THAT'S IT.
Woman over loudspeaker:
MR. SAMPSON, LINE 2.
Man: MOVE IT.
YOUNG CAPTAIN.
WHAT YOU UP TO, RANDY?
I'M UP TO ABOUT
HALF-MAST AT LEAST.
WHO'S
YOUR LADY FRIEND?
RANDY, THIS IS SALLY.
HELLO.
SALLY,
THIS IS RANDY.
IT'S A PLEASURE
TO MEET YOU.
PLEASURE'S MINE,
MA'AM.
WHEN YOU-ALL
EXPECTING?
I JUST CAME BY
TO SHOW SALLY
WHERE HER
TAX DOLLARS
ARE GOING.
OH, YEAH.
LET'S GET YOU
IN THE COCKPIT.
I DON'T THINK THAT'S
SUCH A GOOD THING--
NO, IT'S
A $10-MILLION
AIRCRAFT, DADDY.
GOOD VIBES
FOR YOUR BABY.
CAREFUL.
AH, SHE'S ALL RIGHT.
THERE YOU GO. NOW...
GOT TO HAVE A HELMET
IF YOU'RE GOING TO
SIT IN THE COCKPIT.
OK.
YEAH.
[GIGGLING]
HOW DO I LOOK?
LIKE YOU WERE
BORN TO IT.
THIS IS EXACTLY
WHERE DORIAN SITS.
C.P.G.--
COPILOT GUNNER.
OH, MAN.
20-MILLIMETER VULCAN
CANNON UNDER THE CHIN...
YOU SIGHT IT
BY EYE THROUGH
YOUR HELMET HERE.
WHATEVER YOU LOOK AT
GETS SMOKED!
RANDY--
Sally: OH, WOW!
JUST A SEC. TURN
YOUR HEAD, MA'AM.
THERE YOU GO! HA HA!
[SALLY LAUGHS]
OH, YEAH, IT'S JUST
A TRICK FOR YOUR
YOUNG CAPTAIN HERE
TO CRAP THUNDER
ON THE HEADS
OF THE UNSUSPECTING.
RANDY, CAN YOU GET US
SOME YOO-HOOs, PLEASE?
I'D
APPRECIATE IT.
[WHIRRING]
I'M READING YOU.
YOU DONE GOOD, SON.
HEH HEH!
ALL RIGHT, NOW.
OH!
OH! I'M SORRY!
UH-UH. THAT...
THAT'S NOTHING.
I'M ALL RIGHT.
[WHIRRING CONTINUES]
[WHIRRING STOPS]
SALLY, I...
REALLY NEED TO--
[WHIR WHIR]
DO YOU MIND
IF I ASK YOU
ABOUT THE FATHER
OF YOUR BABY?
[CLEARS THROAT]
WELL, HIS NAME WAS HENRY.
HE WAS OLDER THAN ME.
DID YOU LOVE HIM?
AT ONE TIME.
BUT NOT NOW?
WELL, HE MADE IT HARD
FOR ME BY LYING TO ME.
I DON'T THINK THAT
YOU CAN LOVE SOMEBODY
THAT LIES TO YOU.
AND THEN HE FOUND OUT
I WAS PREGNANT
AND TRIED TO TALK ME
OUT OF HAVING THE BABY
AND SUDDENLY TURNED OUT
TO BE MARRIED.
I'M SORRY.
YEAH, YOU KNOW...
SALLY, I GOT TO
TELL YOU SOMETHING
THAT'S IMPORTANT.
[THROWS SWITCH]
IT'S REAL--IT'S
REAL IMPORTANT...
AND, UM...
[CLEARS THROAT]
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED
TO TELL ME?
YEAH.
[SIGHS]
WELL, I LIKED IT.
I...YEAH.
[LAUGHS]
I WANT YOU TO KNOW
THAT I PLAN ON INTRODUCING
MYSELF TO HENRY'S WIFE.
NO. I DON'T
THINK THAT'S
SUCH A GOOD IDEA,
SALLY.
WELL, I REALLY WANT
TO HAVE THE CHANCE
TO EXPLAIN MYSELF
BEFORE SHE FINDS
ANY PICTURES.
WHAT PICTURES?
PICTURES OF HENRY AND ME.
NOTHING BAD.
WHERE WOULD
SHE FIND PICTURES
OF YOU AND HENRY?
IN HIS OFFICE, I THINK.
THAT'S WHERE HE KEEPS
HIS STUFF.
* WHOA! *
[WORKERS COUGHING]
UH, THANK YOU.
I APPRECIATE IT.
I'LL FIND MY WAY OUT.
GRAB A FEW CARTONS
WHEN YOU LEAVE.
WILL DO.
IT'S ON THE HOUSE.
THANKS.
FIND ANYTHING?
ANGUS,
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
Angus:
EXACTLY. WHAT'S
GOING ON, DORIAN?
NOTHING.
YOU TRYING TO SCORE
BROWNIE POINTS
WITH MOM?
NO. I'M JUST--
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT
THERE IN YOUR HAND?
ARE THOSE PICTURES?
YEAH, THEY ARE.
THEY'RE PICTURES...
IT'S NOTHING SPECIAL.
LET ME SEE THEM.
DORIAN.
CAN I SEE THEM?
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
HENRY AND HIS BUDDIES,
YEAH.
LEGS.
YEAH.
Angus: WHOA...
LOOK WHAT
WE HAVE HERE.
WHAT?
WE GOT HER.
WHO?
WE GOT HER.
WE GOT WHO?
HEY, ANGUS.
Angus: YOU KNOW,
I CAN'T BELIEVE
SHE HAD THE AUDACITY
TO SMILE AT ME
AT THE FUNERAL.
I MEAN,
SHE SMILED AT ME.
DID YOU SEE THAT?
WHAT DO YOU PLAN ON DOING,
PEEKING IN HER WINDOWS?
IF YOU'RE GOING TO
COME ALONG WITH ME,
PUT ON THIS
BECAUSE YOU'RE
REFLECTING TOO MUCH
LIGHT, ALL RIGHT?
[TRAIN HORN HONKING]
Angus, laughing:
SHE LIVES IN A TRAILER.
A TRAILER!
HOW PERFECT IS THAT?
SO WHAT?
SO WHAT?
ANGUS!
ANGUS.
WHAT THE HELL
IS THAT?
YOU SAID YOU WERE JUST
GOING TO SPY ON HER.
Dorian: ANGUS!
Angus: UGH!
ANGUS!
Man on television:
GABRIELLE LIKES HER CLOTHING.
WHAT IF I WAS TO TAKE
YOUR CLOTHING FROM YOU?
Gabrielle: OH, NO, RICK.
TAKE MY HUSBAND,
TAKE MY KIDS,
BUT DON'T TAKE MY CLOTHING.
[SOFTLY]
ANGUS!
Angus: GET IN HERE
AND SHUT UP.
WAIT A SECOND.
THIS IS BAD.
IT'S GENIUS.
DOORS ARE ALL LOCKED
FROM THE INSIDE.
THERE'S NO...
WHOO!
NO SIGNS
OF FORCED ENTRY,
NO FINGERPRINTS.
AH! IT'S
THE PERFECT MURDER.
IT ALL CAME TO ME LAST NIGHT
IN THIS BEAUTIFUL LITTLE
FLASH OF INSPIRATION.
CARBON MONOXIDE?
OH, YEAH.
IT'S VERY HIP RIGHT NOW.
UGH!
Rick: NOW YOU SET IT UP
IN THE FLOWBY,
PUT IT ON THE SIDES,
GO AROUND.
NOW, I'M JUST GOING
TO DO THE SIDES.
SOME PEOPLE LIKE TO GO AROUND
AND DO THE BACK, TOO.
IT'S YOUR OWN
PERSONAL PREFERENCE.
THIS IS THE WAY
I LIKE TO DO MINE.
NOW, WHEN YOU DO THIS
WITH THE FLOWBY,
YOU'RE GOING TO GET
SOMETHING...
AHH!
ANGUS, WHERE ARE THE COPS
GOING TO THINK
THAT ALL
THE CARBON MONOXIDE
CAME FROM, HUH?
A FAULTY GAS STOVE,
A FAULTY FURNACE.
THIS KIND
OF THING HAPPENS
ALL THE TIME.
IT'S ALL ELECTRIC!
LISTEN, I GOT
2 WORDS FOR YOU:
VITAS GERULAITIS.
YEAH, WELL, I GOT
2 WORDS FOR YOU, TOO.
Angus:
NO. DAMN IT.
DORIAN!
LET GO OF THAT.
GOD DAMN IT.
SETTLE DOWN.
Dorian:
TURN IT OFF!
TURN IT OFF.
IT'S NOT HER.
Angus: WHAT?
Dorian,
voice muffled:
IT'S NOT HER!
SHE'S NOT THE ONE.
THAT'S NOT THE WOMAN
HENRY WAS SEEING.
WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?
JUST THINK ABOUT IT.
WHEN WAS THE PICTURE
TAKEN?
I DON'T KNOW.
LAST CHRISTMAS
AT THE FACTORY
CHRISTMAS PARTY.
YEAH? SO WHAT?
SO WHO'S MOST LIKELY
TO HAVE TAKEN
THE PICTURE?
I DON'T KNOW.
MOM.
YEAH? SO?
WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
ARE YOU SAYING
MOM'S SO FEEBLE
SHE'S GOING
TO TAKE A SNAPSHOT
OF THIS ROMANCE
GOING ON RIGHT
UNDER HER NOSE
AND NOT DO ANYTHING
ABOUT IT?
COME ON!
[THUD]
WHAT WAS THAT?
Rick: AND WITH ME
I HAVE VARIOUS PEOPLE HERE
THAT HAVE USED
THE FLOWBY FOR YEARS...
...SO WHAT DO I DO
WHEN I NEED A QUICK HAIRCUT?
Audience: USE THE FLOWBY!
Rick: THAT'S RIGHT. THIS IS
WHAT I DO WHEN I CUT MY HAIR...
[SOFTLY]
YOU CAN'T BE
TOUCHING EVERYTHING.
YOU'LL GET FINGERPRINTS
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
YOU'RE NOT EVEN
WEARING GLOVES.
Rick: I KNOW IT'S GOING
TO BE A 2-INCH CUT,
NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS.
WHEN I DO THE FRONT,
I LIKE TO HAVE THE FRONT
A LITTLE LONGER RIGHT IN HERE,
SO WHEN I'M BOUNCING
THE FLOWBY UP AND DOWN,
INSTEAD OF ROLLING IT
OVER LIKE THIS...
[ANGUS INHALES DEEPLY]
...THEN WHEN I DO THE SIDES,
I'M JUST GOING TO GO ALL OVER...
[ANGUS GROANS]
COME ON, WAKE UP.
WAKE UP.
WAKE UP, DORIAN.
[COUGHING]
[CANISTER CLANGING
AGAINST TRACKS]
Beatrice: NO, NOT HER.
HOW DO YOU KNOW?
OH, PLEASE.
DID YOU SEE HOW THICK
HER ANKLES ARE?
GIRL STOMPS AROUND
IN A COUPLE OF
CORNED-BEEF CANS.
[SOFTLY]
OH, GOD.
NOPE. I WOULD HAVE KNOWN.
I WOULD HAVE SMELLED IT ON HER.
BESIDES, SHE'S A LESBIAN.
SO SHE COULDN'T
HAVE BEEN THE ONE
HENRY WAS SEEING.
UH-UH. NO.
NEXT TIME USE YOUR HEAD
BEFORE YOU TRY
TO KILL SOMEONE.
DORIAN, I'M GLAD
YOU WERE THINKING.
I SAVED HIS LIFE.
YOU WOULDN'T HAVE
HAD TO IF YOU'D BEEN
AT THE RIGHT HOUSE.
MOM, STOP PUTTING HIM
UP TO THIS.
PUTTING HIM UP
TO WHAT, DORIAN?
Beatrice: MARY LOUISE HEARTFELT
CERTAINLY HAS LET HERSELF GO.
TCK-TCK.
BEAUTIFUL SKIN TAKES WORK.
WHAT?
THIS IS A ROLL
OF 24 EXPOSURES.
I HAVE 20 PICTURES HERE.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
[FLUSHING]
I GOT IT, MOM.
[KNOCK]
DORIAN?
SALLY...
WELL...
DO YOU LIVE HERE?
UH...
SALLY...
YOU'RE HENRY'S SON.
I'M HIS STEPSON.
UM...
[SIGHS]
BUT...
WELL, DO YOU--
DO YOU RECOGNIZE HER?
HOW COULD I?
ALL I CAN SEE BY THIS
IS SHE LOOKS LIKE A...
BIG BLACK ANT.
WELL, I CAN HAVE THESE
DEVELOPED FOR YOU, MOM.
[COUGHS]
UH, GOOD JOB.
SALLY!
GO AWAY!
LET ME TALK TO YOU.
I DIDN'T KNOW
UNTIL YESTERDAY
AT THE FUNERAL.
WELL, THAT WAS
REAL NICE OF YOU
TO LET ME GO ON AND ON
ABOUT HENRY
AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN HAVE
THE DECENCY TO STOP ME AND
TELL ME YOU WERE HIS STEPSON.
Dorian: IT'S NOT EASY
TO EXPLAIN.
OH, I UNDERSTAND.
YOU JUST WANTED
TO FIND OUT
WHAT KIND OF TRAMP--
NOW, THAT'S NOT IT
AT ALL.
WELL,
THEN WHAT IS IT?
SALLY...
ALL I CAN SAY IS...
THAT THIS IS A STRANGE
SITUATION FOR ME,
ESPECIALLY
SINCE I LIKE YOU.
I MEAN, I...
I REALLY, REALLY--
[THUD]
Man: WHEE-HA!
OH! HEY,
YOU WILY BASTARD!
I BAILED HIM
OUT TODAY.
IF HE JUMPS
HIS BOND AGAIN,
YOU GOT
MY PERMISSION
TO KILL HIM.
[RED CLEARS THROAT]
Red: COME ON IN THE HOUSE, SON.
COFFEE'S ON.
DON'T WORRY, BABY.
IT'LL BE OK.
OH, MAMA.
Red: HEY, NO OFFENSE,
THERE, CHIEF.
ABOUT THE LAST TIME
WE MET, YOU KNOW I GET
THAT LIQUOR IN ME AND...
MM-MM-MM.
OH, NO, SIR.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
SHIT! I KNEW I ONLY
HAD TO LIVE LONG ENOUGH
FOR SOMEBODY
TO CALL ME SIR.
DID YOU HEAR THAT, MABEL?
Mabel: DON'T
CUSS IN FRONT OF
THE YOUNGSTER, RED.
Red: HEY, BOY!
OK, SIR. LOOKS LIKE
IT'S GOING TO BE 4.59.
SALLY. I LOVE YOU.
WHY ARE YOU
DOING THIS, DORIAN?
I THINK YOU OUGHT
TO GO ON HOME.
[GIGGLES]
Red: WOMEN!
WELL, GOOD LUCK
TO YOU, CHIEF.
[DOOR CLOSES]
GOOD AFTERNOON.
HI.
Sally: DORIAN!
PREGNANT.
HELLO.
SALLY, THIS IS
MY BROTHER ANGUS.
THIS IS SALLY.
YES, I RECOGNIZE YOU
FROM THE BURGER-MATIC.
YEAH. YEAH, RIGHT.
HI.
Sally: WELL, I GUESS
YOU KNOW ABOUT ME.
[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]
LISTEN, I'M REAL SORRY
FOR ANY PAIN THAT
I CAUSED YOUR FAMILY...
AND MOST OF ALL, I JUST
WANT TO GET THE CHANCE
TO TELL YOUR MOTHER THAT...
AND THEN WE CAN ALL STOP
BOTHERING EACH OTHER.
WELL, UH...
HEY, HOW ABOUT
IF I BRING HER
BY SOMETIME?
Sally: WELL, YOU'RE BOTH
WELCOME ANYTIME...
AND I HOPE TO SEE YOU.
GOOD-BYE.
IT WAS NICE
TO MEET YOU, SALLY.
Sally: NICE
TO MEET YOU, TOO.
[SOFTLY]
YOU ARE SO SCREWED.
[GLASS SHATTERS]
[BEATRICE SHOUTING
HYSTERICALLY]
Dorian: MOM, MOM!
Beatrice: WHO ARE YOU?!
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!
Dorian: MOM, IF YOU
CAN JUST BE RATIONAL
FOR A SECOND.
Angus:
RATIONAL? RATIONAL?
LIKE RUBBING BACON
WITH THE GIRL THAT'S
CARRYING HENRY'S BABY?!
Dorian: I DIDN'T
RUB BACON WITH ANYBODY!
OW, OW, OW!
WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?
[CRYING]
OH!
WHAT? MOM?
MOM?
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU--
DON'T HURT MOM!
WHY? WHY, DORIAN?
DAMN CRAZY!
DORIAN!
[PLATE SHATTERS]
WHY WOULD YOU
DO THIS TO ME?
YOU WERE MY FAVORITE.
MOM, I'M ASKING YOU TO BE
UNDERSTANDING ABOUT THIS.
THIS GIRL SALLY,
SHE'S A GOOD PERSON.
SHE'D NEVER DO YOU HARM
ON PURPOSE.
YOU KNOW THAT. YOU HEARD HER.
SHE'D NEVER HURT THIS FAMILY.
Beatrice: DORIAN...
CAN YOU LEAVE US
ALONE, PLEASE?
[DOOR CLOSES]
ANGUS...
DO YOU REMEMBER
A LONG,
LONG TIME AGO...
OUR COUNTING GAME?
I HAD SUCH TERRIBLE
STOMACHACHES AFTER
YOUR FATHER LEFT US.
DEBILITATING--I'D BE
IN BED FOR DAYS.
WELL, SOON YOU
STARTED GETTING
STOMACHACHES, TOO.
WE HAD THEM TOGETHER.
DO YOU REMEMBER?
YEAH.
AND WHAT DID WE DECIDE
WAS THE ONLY THING
THAT COULD MAKE
THE STOMACHACHES STOP?
UH...
COUNTING.
Beatrice: THAT'S RIGHT.
COUNTING...
DISHES IN THE SINK,
RAISINS IN THE CEREAL.
Angus: STEPS
IN A SCHOOL BUS.
YOU REMEMBER
HOW UPSET WE'D GET
IF SOMEONE MADE US
LOSE OUR COUNT?
YEAH.
Beatrice: ANGUS...
I CAN FEEL IT.
OUR FAMILY'S
BREAKING APART AGAIN.
[CRYING]
MOM...
WHAT DID YOU MEAN
WHEN YOU SAID
DORIAN WAS
YOUR FAVORITE?
OH, ANGUS,
I LOVE YOU BOTH.
THE DIFFERENCE
IS THIS MUCH.
[DIALING TELEPHONE]
YES, MA'AM.
I NEED TO TALK
TO A DETECTIVE.
I CAN'T SPEAK UP.
I'M SORRY--
HEY, MAN.
[POUNDING]
[BARKS]
[RUFF]
* SUNSET LIGHTS THE SKY *
* BUT THERE'S A SHADOW
OVER ME *
STOP! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!
PLEASE. IT'S AN EMERGENCY.
PLEASE STOP.
GET AWAY!
HOLD IT!
I GOT TO GET
TO A HOSPITAL.
OH, HI, DORIAN.
COME ON IN.
OH, DORIAN,
NICE OF YOU
TO FINALLY JOIN US.
YOUR MOTHER AND I
HAVE BEEN TALKING,
AND SHE SEEMS
VERY UNDERSTANDING.
HOW COULD I NOT BE,
AFTER ALL WE'VE BOTH
BEEN THROUGH?
MOM!
RED, WHY DON'T YOU
OFFER THE MAN A DRINK?
HERE. YOU LOOK LIKE
YOU COULD USE A FEW
HOPS THERE, CHIEF.
WHERE'S ANGUS?
HE WENT TO GET ICE.
HE'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
HE WAS HERE?
OH, SURE. YOUR BROTHER
HAD US ALL IN STITCHES.
DIDN'T HE, RED?
RED? DIDN'T
HE, RED?
YEAH! THAT BOY
IS A CUT-UP!
HE WAS IN THE HOUSE?
ANGUS WAS IN THE HOUSE?
HE WENT TO USE
THE BATHROOM.
DORIAN?
WHAT IN THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
DO YOU HAVE GAS?
UH...
DO YOU HAVE GAS
IN THE HOUSE?
YEAH.
WHAT?!
SOMETIMES HE GETS
A LITTLE HIGH-STRUNG.
YOU'RE HIGH-STRUNG.
YOU ARE HIGH-STRUNG.
DORIAN, YOU'RE
SCARING US.
WHY ARE YOU ACTING
ALL NORMAL?
DORIAN, WHY DON'T YOU
JUST COME ON IN HERE
AND HAVE SOMETHING
TO EAT WITH US, NOW?
AFTER YOU WASH
YOUR HANDS.
THE FOOD.
POTATO SALAD? THAT'S
A NICE TOUCH, MOM.
THAT'S MY POTATO SALAD.
THAT LOOKS
REAL GOOD.
MABEL, MIND THE BOY.
SALLY, SHE'S NOT
WHO YOU THINK SHE IS.
HOLD IT, RED.
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
ME AND ANGUS
KILLED HIM.
WE KILLED HENRY.
ALL RIGHT?
ME AND ANGUS.
WE DID IT FOR MOM.
SHE WANTED HIM DEAD.
HENRY WAS HAVING
AN AFFAIR, AND SHE
WANTED HIM DEAD
AND WOULDN'T TAKE NO
FOR AN ANSWER.
WE CHASED HIM
IN THE CHOPPER,
SALLY.
YOU HEARD
THE WHOLE THING OVER
YOUR HEADPHONES.
I'M SORRY.
I JUST WANTED US
TO SCARE HIM.
I DIDN'T WANT--
I'M SORRY.
WHAT?
OH, DORIAN.
YOU'VE BEEN HAVING
THE NIGHTMARES AGAIN,
HAVEN'T YOU?
SALLY.
YOU DIDN'T KILL
ANYONE, HONEY.
HENRY DIED
OF A HEART ATTACK.
YOU'RE A GOOD PERSON.
MOM, YOU'RE A REAL
PIECE OF WORK,
YOU KNOW THAT?
WHERE'S ANGUS?
I DON'T KNOW.
SETTLE DOWN, NOW!
NO, DON'T
STRUGGLE, HONEY.
WE'RE GOING TO GET YOU
SOME PROFESSIONAL HELP.
YOU'RE A GOOD BOY,
JUST LIKE YOUR MAMA SAID.
[RUMBLING]
WHAT THE HELL
IS THAT?
BENNY! COME ON!
COME ON! RUN!
RED! RED!
RUN!
COME ON! COME ON!
Red: HEY! I'LL GET YOU,
YOU SON OF A BITCH!
YOU WANT TO RUN, HUH?
YOU WANT TO RUN?
WELL, WATCH YOUR HEAD!
AAH!
COME ON!
STAY WITH ME!
RUN! I'VE GOT YOU!
WHY IS HE
SHOOTING AT US?
[ENGINE CRANKING]
GET OVER, MA!
DORIAN, HE'S
GONE CRAZY.
YOU THINK?
YOU HAPPY NOW, MA?
WHAT DO YOU WANT--
OH!
[ENGINE STARTS]
DORIAN, STOP THE TRUCK
AND LET MOM OUT.
DORIAN, I SAID STOP
THE TRUCK AND LET MOM OUT
OF THE DAMN TRUCK.
IT'S TRUE.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
WHY DON'T YOU
TELL HER WHAT'S
GOING ON, MOM?
ME? WHAT?
TELL HER HOW YOU
FINALLY DROVE ANGUS
OVER THE EDGE.
ALL RIGHT, STOP THE TRUCK,
GOD DAMN IT!
YOU GAVE HENRY
A HEART ATTACK.
OH, GOD, DORIAN,
IT IS TRUE?
[CRYING]
OH, HENRY!
DAMN IT, DORIAN,
STOP THE TRUCK.
HOLD ON.
SHIT!
AAH!
I KNOW YOU HATE ME
NOW, AND I DON'T
BLAME YOU, SALLY.
OH, TAKE ME HOME!
LET ME OUT
OF THE TRUCK.
SEE, NOW'S NOT
THE BEST TIME.
JUST HOLD ON.
[SALLY CRIES OUT]
I'M TURNING
AROUND.
AH, SHIT!
DORIAN, DAMN IT!
AAH!
SHIT!
DORIAN, DO YOU REMEMBER
IN LAMAZE CLASS
HOW THEY SAID
THAT EXTREME STRESS...
[BREATHES OUT]
CAN BRING ON LABOR?
YOU--YOU TOOK HER
TO LAMAZE CLASS?
HOLD ON, SALLY.
WE'LL GET YOU
TO THE HOSPITAL.
DORIAN, DAMN IT!
[SALLY DOING
BREATHING EXERCISES]
[SALLY SCREAMS]
SHIT!
OH, DEAR.
ANGUS, ARE YOU
READING ME? ANGUS.
I'D APPRECIATE
A CLEAR SHOT HERE, DORIAN.
YOU AND MOM
GET OUT OF THE TRUCK.
WE'RE ALL STAYING
RIGHT HERE ANGUS.
WE GOT
A BABY COMING.
DORIAN, PUT MOM ON.
SAY SOMETHING
TO HIM.
TELL HIM HE DOESN'T
HAVE TO DO THIS.
ANGUS, WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
MOM, AREN'T YOU HAPPY?
AREN'T YOU HAPPY
NOW, MOM?
WHAT? WHAT?
[BREATHING]
ANGUS.
MOM.
WHAT'S HAPPENING
TO MY FAMILY?
Angus: DON'T CRY.
DON'T CRY, MOM.
I'LL MAKE IT BETTER.
ANGUS.
HEY!
DAMN IT!
I KNOW WHAT TO DO.
ANGUS, WE CAN
TALK ABOUT THIS.
WHAT IS SHE DOING?
TRYING TO
GET US KILLED.
DORIAN...
GET OUT OF THE TRUCK.
I'M NOT GOING
ANYWHERE, ANGUS.
DON'T YOU SEE
WHAT SHE'S DOING?
SHE'S USING YOU.
YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
1...2...3...
[BEEPING]
STOP COUNTING.
JUST LOOK AT HER,
ANGUS. LOOK AT HER.
10...
DO YOU THINK THOSE
ARE REAL TEARS?
THAT'S EXACTLY
HOW SHE LOOKED
AT HENRY'S FUNERAL.
11...
12...13...
SHE'S ALWAYS MAKING
YOU FEEL LIKE CRAP.
YOU'RE BETTER
THAN THAT. YOU'RE...
15...16...
YOU KNOW?
A GOOD PERSON.
YOU'RE A GOOD
PERSON. YOU'RE
A PEOPLE PERSON.
20...21...
YOU'RE GOOD
AT A LOT OF STUFF.
ANGUS,
I'M YOUR BROTHER,
AND WE ARE FAMILY,
AND I LOVE YOU.
WHAT?
AND I'M HERE TO TELL YOU
YOU'RE NEVER GOING TO BE
ABLE TO MAKE MOM HAPPY,
NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.
33...
ANGUS.
34...35...
36...
38...
39...
40...41...
42...43...
44...45...
30--4O--
30...30...
[BEEPING]
WELL? I CERTAINLY
HOPE SOMEBODY
CAN EXPLAIN TO ME
EXACTLY WHAT
HAPPENED THERE.
WATCH YOUR TOES, MA.
* MAGIC *
[SALLY SCREAMING]
* WHEN 2 HEARTS
ARE CARING *
SIR, ARE YOU
THE FATHER-TO-BE?
NO!
THE FATHER-TO-BE
IS DEAD!
I'M THE STEPBROTHER
AND I'M ALSO THE
FATHER'S STEPSON,
BUT I'D LIKE TO BE
THE FATHER-TO-BE.
YOU CAN'T BE THE FATHER
AND THE BROTHER AT
THE SAME TIME.
THAT'S THE KIND OF THING
THAT MESSES KIDS UP.
THEN YOU'RE NOT
IMMEDIATE FAMILY.
I'M THE, UH,
LAMAZE PARTNER.
RIGHT, SALLY?
SALLY?
I'M SORRY, SIR.
PUT HER UP
ON THE TABLE.
HI. YOU
NEED TO TELL HER
TO RELAX HER JAW.
[SALLY SCREAMING
IN DISTANCE]
[MUMBLING]
TOP BEEF, TOP CHEESE...
SPECIAL SAUCE...
CHOPPED ONIONS...
DILL PICKLES, TOP BUN,
SLIDE IT IN...
BOTTOM BEEF,
BOTTOM CHEESE...
BOTTOM...
BOTTOM BUN--
SIR?
COME ON, SUIT UP.
SHE'S ASKING FOR YOU.
[TAPPING]
I'M YOUR BROTHER...DORIAN.
STEPBROTHER, ACTUALLY.
UH, TECHNICALLY, YOUR FATHER
WAS MARRIED TO MY MOTHER
AND HE'S ALSO MY STEPFATHER,
SO, YOU KNOW, I THINK WE'RE
PRETTY MUCH OK THERE.
NOW...
YOUR MOTHER WASN'T MARRIED
TO YOUR FATHER,
BUT YOUR FATHER WAS MARRIED
TO YOUR GRANDMOTHER.
UH, YEAH.
YOU PROBABLY WON'T BE SEEING
A LOT OF HER,
BUT I DO WANT YOU TO MEET ANGUS,
YOUR STEPBROTHER,
MY BROTHER.
HE'S GOT A SHORT COMMITMENT
TO THE STATE,
BUT THE MAIN THING...
BUT THE THING...
FAMILY'S THE THING.
YOU GOT THAT IN SPADES.
YOU GOT THE GREATEST MOTHER
IN THE WORLD.
AND WHATEVER
YOU WANT TO CALL ME,
I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT
I'LL ALWAYS BE THERE
FOR YOU, TOO.
UH...
YEAH.
I DON'T THINK
HE GOT ALL THAT.
WELL, WE'LL
MAKE SURE HE DOES.
* SHA-NANA NANA NANA *
* NANA NANA NANA NANA *
* SHA-NANA NANA NANA
* NANA NANA NANA NANA NA *
* RADIO SONG
PLAYING IN THE CAR *
* DON'T EVEN KNOW
WHERE WE ARE *
* I DON'T KNOW
THE TIME OF DAY *
* OR THE COLOR OF THE CLOTHES
I'M WEARING *
* WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT SKY? *
* PRETTY LITTLE STARS
TWINKLING FAR ABOVE IN HEAVEN *
* THEY SORT OF MAKE ME FEEL
LIKE DANCING OUT HERE
IN THE MOONLIGHT *
* BUT THIS LITTLE GIRL *
* SHE'S SO SHY *
* SHE WON'T EVEN LOOK UP *
* INTO THE SKY *
* BUT THE SHINY STARS,
GUIDING STARS *
* POINTING THE WAY
TO THE HEAVEN OF MY HEART *
* GUIDING STARS POINTING THE WAY
TO THE HEAVEN OF MY *
* HEAVEN OF MY HEART *
[DIFFERENT SONG]
* SUNSET LIGHTS THE SKY *
* BUT THERE'S A SHADOW
OVER ME *
* BLACK CLOUDS IN THE EAST *
* AND THERE'S A TWISTER
UNDER ME *
* A FIRE-BREATHING WIND
SINGED MY HAIR *
* BUT THERE'S
NO ONE TO BE SEEN *
* COMIN' OUT
OF MY REAR VIEW MIRROR
IS OLD SLY SATAN'S LIMOUSINE *
* YOU SELL YOUR SOUL
TO THE DEVIL *
* HE'LL GIVE YOU EVERYTHING
YOU SEE *
* WHEN THE DEVIL
COMES COLLECTIN' *
* YOU'RE GONNA BE PAYIN'
FOR ETERNITY *
* THE DEVIL'S CHASIN' ME *
* THE DEVIL'S CHASIN' ME *
* DEVIL,
ROLL YOUR WINDOW DOWN *
* AND LOOK ME IN THE EYE *
* NO, I DID NOT
MAKE NO DEAL *
* SO DON'T WAIT
FOR ME TO DIE *
* HE'S GOT
A RED-AND-BLACK TUXEDO *
* HE'S GOT HAIR
AROUND DOWN TO HIS KNEE *
* HE'S GOT A FIRE-BREATHING
DEMON DRIVER *
* WHO LAUGHS SATANICALLY *
* HE'S GOT A BLACK GOATEE,
HARDLY NO TEETH *
* AND A RATTLESNAKE
ON HIS SLEEVE *
* HE'S GOT BLOOD-RED BOOTS
WITH DIAMOND STUDS *
* AND A SMILE
MEANT TO DECEIVE *
* THE DEVIL'S CHASIN' ME *
CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY
WARNER BROS.
CAPTIONING PERFORMED BY
THE NATIONAL CAPTIONING
INSTITUTE, INC.
WARNER BROS.
* THE SWEET, SWEET
MEMORIES YOU GAVE-A ME *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT *
* THE MEMORIES YOU GAVE-A ME *
Dean Martin: * TAKE ONE FRESH
AND TENDER KISS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* ADD ONE STOLEN NIGHT
OF BLISS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* ONE GIRL, ONE BOY *
* SOME GRIEF, SOME JOY *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
Girl: WELCOME TO BURGER-MATIC.
CAN I TAKE YOUR ORDER, PLEASE?
Man: THE USUAL--
VANILLA MILK SHAKE...
VERY TALL,
VERY COLD.
Girl: $1.03.
DRIVE THROUGH.
Man: HA HA!
IT'S ME, HONEY.
Girl: UH-HUH.
DRIVE THROUGH.
* YOUR LIPS AND MINE *
* 2 SIPS OF WINE *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
$1.03.
HONEY, I DID IT,
JUST LIKE YOU WANTED.
MADE A CLEAN BREAK.
MY WIFE KNOWS ABOUT US.
HOW?
WELL, UM...
SHE ASKED ME IF I WAS
HAVING AN AFFAIR,
AND I SAID YES.
DID YOU TELL HER
ABOUT THIS?
UM...
$1.03.
YEAH.
HERE.
KEEP THE CHANGE.
BABY, YOU'RE CLOSING UP
TONIGHT, AREN'T YOU?
HOW ABOUT LETTING ME
GIVE YOU A RIDE HOME?
I DON'T NEED
A RIDE HOME.
I NEED A FATHER
FOR MY BABY.
I KNOW, I KNOW,
BUT TONIGHT, HOW ABOUT
JUST LETTING ME
GIVE YOU A RIDE HOME?
ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS
POKE DENTS IN THE TOP
OF MY BABY'S HEAD.
WHY DON'T YOU GO
ON HOME, YOU OLD FOOL?
BACK TO YOUR WIFE.
* WITH HIS BLESSINGS
FROM ABOVE *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* SERVE IT GENEROUSLY
WITH LOVE *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* ONE MAN, ONE WIFE *
* ONE LOVE, TWO LIVES *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
* YOU CAN'T BEAT THE MEMORIES
YOU GAVE-A ME *
* MEMORIES ARE MADE
OF THIS *
Junior Wells: * THEY'LL TAKE
YOUR HOUSE AND YOUR HOME *
* THEY'LL TAKE THE FLESH
FROM YOUR BONES *
[SLURP]
* THEY'LL TAKE THE SHIRT
OFF YOUR BACK *
* WHY ARE PEOPLE
LIKE THAT? *
[STARTS ENGINE]
Man: YEE-HOO!
SOMEONE'S GOING TO SEE.
I'M TELLING YOU.
LOOK AT THIS GUY!
[OVER HEADPHONES]
WHOO-HOO! GODDAMN,
WHAT A DRIVER!
WHO'S DOING
ALL THAT TALKING?
ALL RIGHT,
I GOT HIM.
I DON'T KNOW.
IT SOUNDS LIKE TRUCKERS.
SALLY, YOU'RE CLEANING
THE SHAKE MACHINE TONIGHT.
UH!
[STRUGGLING
WITH SEAT BELT]
Man: THERE HE GOES.
DON'T LOSE HIM. DON'T LOSE HIM.
Sally, over radio:
I CLEANED THE SHAKE MACHINE
YESTERDAY
AND THE DAY BEFORE.
I'VE GOT SENIORITY...
WHO IS THAT?
WHAT'S YOUR BABY GOT
TO DO WITH YOU CLEANING
THE SHAKE MACHINE?
I ALMOST CUT
MY KNUCKLES WIDE-OPEN
ON THAT STIRRER
THE LAST TIME.
I WAS BLEEDING
LIKE A STUCK PIG.
WE'RE LOSING HIM.
THE TREES
ARE TOO THICK.
ALL THAT DAMN HILLBILLY MUSIC
YOU BE LISTENING TO
UP IN THEM HEADPHONES--
THAT'S WHAT'S TRAUMATIC TO HIM.
WHERE'D HE GO?
Sally: I'VE GOT MONEY TO COUNT.
YOU TALK TO BILLY.
BILLY!
GOD DAMN IT.
WHO IS THAT?
I'M ON HIM.
HE'S AT YOUR 3:00.
BILLY!
[GASPING AND COUGHING]
THAT'S ENOUGH.
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
WHO IS THIS?
WHO'S ON THIS CHANNEL?
WHO IS ON THIS CHANNEL?
ROY, YOU CLEAN
THIS SHAKE MACHINE.
YOU'RE NEWER,
AND SHE'S PREGNANT.
Roy: BILLY, I'M
LACTOSE-INTOLERANT, MAN.
THESE HEADPHONES
ARE MESSED UP.
IT SOUNDS LIKE
A WAR MOVIE.
[ROY YELLING OVER RADIO]
SHH.
POW.
NO. I'M NOT SHOOTING.
I'M NOT SHOOTING.
DISARM IT.
YOU DISARM THAT.
I'M NOT DOING IT!
DISARM IT!
STOP! DISARM IT!
I'LL PUT THE FEAR
OF GOD INTO HIM!
STOP!
[MACHINE GUN STOPS FIRING]
The Platters: * LIFE IS JUST
A BOWL OF CHERRIES *
* DON'T MAKE IT SERIOUS *
* LIFE'S TOO MYSTERIOUS *
* YOU WORK *
* YOU SAVE *
* YOU WORRY SO *
GET A SHOT
OF THE TWO
OF US HERE.
* BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE YOUR DOUGH
WHEN YOU GO, GO, GO *
I'LL PROBABLY GO
STRAIGHT TO HELL
FOR THAT,
BUT I JUST
COULDN'T
PASS IT UP
WITH HIM
SITTING THERE
LIKE THAT.
WHAT YOU GOT?
WELL, HIS NAME
IS HENRY LEVER,
WORKS UP
AT THE CIGARETTE
FACTORY.
I SEEN HIS CAR
HALFWAY IN THE DITCH
OVER THERE,
AND, UH, I FOUND
THESE PILLS
IN THE WOODS
THAT-A WAY.
THEY'RE HEART PILLS.
GOT HIS NAME ON THEM.
I FIGURE HE DIED
OF A HEART ATTACK.
I DON'T KNOW
WHY HE COME
WAY OUT HERE
TO HAVE IT,
THOUGH.
NO MORE SIGN
OF FUNNY BUSINESS?
UH, NO, NOT THAT
I COULD SEE.
STOP WASTING
THAT FILM, THEN.
HIS WIFE
BEEN CONTACTED?
NO, SIR.
WHY DON'T YOU GET
ON OVER THERE, THEN?
[CAMERA TAKES PICTURE]
Chris Isaak: * BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
[INDISTINCT RADIO TRANSMISSIONS]
* BABY DID
A BAD, BAD THING *
Man on radio: I NEED
THE NEXT OF KIN
OF A HENRY LEVER.
PLEASE VERIFY THE ADDRESS
AT 1017 NORTH MAPLE.
Woman: 10-4.
HEY, YOU GOING TO NEED
A MORTUARY VEHICLE
OUT YOUR WAY?
NO. I THINK WE CAN
JUST PUT THE BODY
IN THE FRONT SEAT.
10-4.
DID YOU GET
THE SHELL CASINGS?
HEY.
[RADIO PLAYING
THE COMMODORES' BRICK HOUSE]
SEE Y'ALL
NEXT MONTH.
TAKE CARE.
YEAH, SEE YOU
NEXT MONTH.
YOU KNOW, I JUST...
I THINK THIS WENT
A LITTLE TOO FAR.
YOU SAID WE WOULD
JUST SCARE HIM.
WE DID
JUST SCARE HIM.
YEAH.
DEAD.
DID YOU GET
THE SHELL CASINGS?
DORIAN, DID YOU GET
THE SHELL CASINGS?
I GOT THE DAMN
SHELL CASINGS, ANGUS.
THEY'RE IN
MY DUFFEL BAG.
YOU KNOW, WE HAVE
SOME POSSIBLE LOOSE ENDS
WE MIGHT HAVE TO DEAL WITH.
WHAT?
WE GOT A WOMAN,
AND WE GOT 2 GUYS--
WILLIE AND RAY.
NOT THE PEOPLE
ON THE RADIO.
OR WAS IT ROY?
I'M TELLING YOU,
IT'S JUST
RUN-OF-THE-MILL
INTERFERENCE.
IT'S NO BIG DEAL.
WHAT? HOW BIG
A RADIUS IS IT?
WHAT ELSE
IS OUT THERE?
WELL, THERE'S A SAWMILL.
THERE'S TED'S PLUMBING.
THERE'S
A BURGER-MATIC
ON 601.
I MEAN, THERE'S
NOTHING OUT THERE.
WHAT?
THAT'LL BE
$6.40, PLEASE.
Angus, whispering:
ASK HER ABOUT--
NICE HEADPHONES.
ARE THEY VHF?
SHE CAN'T HEAR.
FIND OUT
IF THEY'RE VHF.
WE WERE JUST NOTICING
YOUR HEADPHONES.
MY HEADPHONES?
OH, THESE.
YOU KNOW, THEY ARE
A REAL TIMESAVER.
SAVES A LOT
OF RUNNING AROUND.
I BET YOU SOMETIMES CATCH
A LITTLE INTERFERENCE
ON THEM, HUH?
SHOOT. YOU SHOULD HAVE
HEARD THE CHATTER
LAST NIGHT.
A LOT
OF TALKING, HUH?
YES, SIR.
OH, YOU KNOW WHAT?
PLEASE DON'T LET
ANY KIDS PUT THESE
TOYS IN THEIR MOUTHS
BECAUSE A BABY GIRL
IN TEXAS CHOKED ON
ONE OF THESE LITTLE
BALLOON RACERS
ABOUT A MONTH AGO.
YES, MA'AM.
REST ASSURED.
YOU-ALL
COME BACK, NOW.
ABSOLUTELY.
A RADIO HEADPHONE SET.
NOW, THAT IS FUNNY.
I MEAN...
ISN'T IT?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
MS. BEATRICE LEVER?
YES.
MA'AM...
I REGRET
TO INFORM YOU
THAT WE
FOUND THE BODY
OF YOUR HUSBAND.
HE'S DEAD.
IT LOOKS
TO HAVE BEEN
A HEART ATTACK.
OH!
OK. OK.
HERE WE GO.
YOU OK, MA'AM?
HEART ATTACK?
YES, MA'AM.
NO, BUT I ALWAYS TELL HIM
TO TAKE HIS PILLS.
HE ALWAYS DOES.
HE'S VERY GOOD
ABOUT REMEM...
GOOD...ABOUT
REMEMBERING THINGS.
[CRYING]
OH, HENRY!
[DOOR CLOSES]
MOM.
Sheriff:
UH, GENTLEMEN...
ARE YOU MEMBERS
OF THE FAMILY?
MOM, ARE YOU
ALL RIGHT?
Angus: WHAT HAPPENED?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
[CRYING]
HELLO, MRS. VAUGHN.
YOU SHOULDN'T BE
OUT WALKING
IN YOUR CONDITION,
CHILD.
WELL, MY MAMA'S CAR
BROKE DOWN,
BUT I WOULD
APPRECIATE A RIDE.
WELL, I'M JUST
GLAD I SAW YOU.
YOU HEADING
HOME?
YES, MA'AM.
DO YOU REMEMBER
WHERE IT IS?
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME,
BUT I RECKON I DO.
WHEN'S THE BABY DUE?
LESS THAN A MONTH.
AND THEY STILL
LETTING YOU WORK?
WELL, THEY'RE SHORT-HANDED
AT THE RESTAURANT,
AND I WORK
AT THE DRIVE-THRU,
AND THAT WAY,
CUSTOMERS CAN'T SEE
MY STOMACH
THROUGH THE WINDOW.
WHERE'S THE FATHER?
HE'S AROUND...
SOMEWHERE...
WITH HIS WIFE.
HIS WIFE?
OH, CHILD.
I DID NOT KNOW
THAT HE WAS MARRIED
UNTIL AFTER I CONCEIVED.
HE LIED TO ME.
AND HE'S BEEN LYING
TO HER, TOO,
AND SHE NEEDS
TO KNOW ALL THAT.
SHE NEEDS
TO UNDERSTAND.
HONEY, DON'T
HOLD YOUR BREATH
WAITING
FOR UNDERSTANDING.
I...I'M NOT GOING TO
DO ANY WAITING.
WELL, THANK YOU,
SHERIFF, FOR YOUR...
CONSIDERATION.
Dorian: MOM...
CAN YOU
WASH THESE?
I'D APPRECIATE IT
IF YOU'D GET
THAT DOG
OUT OF MY CLEAN
KITCHEN.
HE'S CLEAN.
I JUST WASHED HIM.
COME ON, BOY.
SO...YOUR CHEATING
STEPFATHER
FINALLY HAD
HIS CORONARY?
OH...YEAH.
IT WAS A THING
OF BEAUTY, MOM.
I MEAN, WE HAD THE TIMING
DOWN TO THE SECOND.
I MEAN, IT WAS PERFECT.
I'M REALLY
STARTING TO THINK
I HAVE A HEAD FOR LOGISTICS.
I MEAN, SERIOUSLY.
YOU DID IT.
I MEAN, THERE
WAS NO BULLETS,
JUST BLANKS.
THERE WAS
NO SHELL CASINGS.
THERE WAS NO TRACKS.
THERE WAS NO SIGNS
OF VIOLENCE WHATSOEVER.
I MEAN, THERE
WAS NO CLUES.
IT WAS GREAT.
YOU KILLED HIM.
WELL, YEAH.
THAT'S...
WHAT YOU WANTED,
WASN'T IT?
ANGUS, I NEVER ACTUALLY
USED THE WORD "KILL."
DORIAN, DID I?
NO, MA'AM.
NO.
[SHELL CASINGS RATTLING]
WELL, HE'S DEAD?
YES, MA'AM.
YES, MA'AM.
YES, MA'AM.
YES, MA'AM.
HE'S DEAD.
NO.
NO ONE...
WILL EVER HAVE TO KNOW.
WHAT?
WELL, I MEAN, THERE'S
NO REAL WITNESSES.
MAYBE ONE.
I DON'T KNOW.
WE'LL FIND OUT.
THE GIRL
AT THE BURGER-MATIC?
SHE DOESN'T KNOW
ANYTHING.
MAYBE SOMEONE ELSE
THAT WORKS THERE DOES.
WHY DON'T YOU
GET A JOB THERE,
AND THAT WAY--
NO!
I'VE SUCCESSFULLY AVOIDED
WORKING THERE THIS LONG,
AND IT'S YOUR IDEA.
YOU CAN DO IT, ANGUS.
YOU LOOK
PERFECT.
ABSOLUTELY NOT!
ARGUE SOMEPLACE ELSE.
I'VE GOT CALLS TO MAKE.
SORRY, MOM.
WE'LL MAKE SURE
THERE'S
NO LOOSE ENDS.
DORIAN, YOUR HAT.
HELMET, MA.
IT'S A HELMET.
HELMET. GET YOUR HELMET
OFF MY TABLE.
Dorian: I GOT TO WEAR
A HAIR NET AND A PAPER HAT?
NOBODY OVER 14
WORKING AT BURGER-MATIC.
I'M 24 YEARS OLD.
[WHISPERING]
Settle down!
[SADLY]
HI, MARY.
YEAH,
IT'S BEATRICE.
UH-HUH.
OH, I KNOW
IT'S BEEN A WHILE.
I JUST THOUGHT
I MIGHT LET YOU...
HENRY'S DEAD.
MARY, I DON'T KNOW.
[SOBBING SOFTLY]
THANK YOU, MRS. VAUGHN.
MAMA?
MAMA, I'VE MADE
A DECISION.
HENRY DID NOT
TELL HIS WIFE,
SO I'M GOING TO
TELL HER.
YOU CAN'T GO
OVER THERE TODAY.
WHY NOT?
I'LL FIND
A RIDE.
BAD NEWS
AT THE CIGARETTE
FACTORY.
AT THE CIGARETTE
FACTORY?
WHAT HAPPENED?
I HATE YOU.
BELIEVE ME, I WOULD
DO THIS IF I COULD.
IT'S JUST YOU'RE
SO MUCH BETTER
AT RECON THAN I AM.
I'M GUESSING THAT
NO ONE IN THERE IS GOING
TO KNOW ANYTHING.
IT'S JUST A MATTER
OF KEEPING OUR LOOSE ENDS
TIED TOGETHER, YOU KNOW?
JUST GO IN THERE
AND MINGLE WITH
THE NATIVES.
TAKE THE OLD PISTOLA.
GEE, YOU THINK THAT
ONE WILL BE ENOUGH?
MAYBE I SHOULD
TAKE A COUPLE
HAND GRENADES IN.
HOW WOULD THAT BE?
I MEAN, COULD YOU
BE MORE PARANOID?
PLEASE!
IT'S JUST IN CASE,
ALL RIGHT?
I'D APPRECIATE IT.
IT'S JUST, YOU KNOW,
THIS IS MY FIRST JOB,
NOT COUNTING THE ARMY
OR THE GUARD, SO...
CHILL OUT.
JUST, UH...
WELL, JUST
GO IN THERE.
[SIGHS]
HE'S NOT GOING
TO ASK ME FOR
A RESUME, IS HE?
IT'S NOT
THAT KIND OF JOB.
IT'S THE BURGER-MATIC!
STAND STRAIGHT,
LOOK HIM IN THE EYE.
IT'S ALL ABOUT
FIRST IMPRESSIONS.
THAT'S ALL IT IS--
FIRST IMPRESSIONS,
AND YOU CAN DO THAT.
NOW GO IN THERE.
YOU'LL DO FINE.
DON'T LET ANYONE
SEE THAT GUN.
OH, REALLY? I GET
THE TRUCK TOMORROW.
IT'S NOT
REGISTERED.
[SALLY CRYING]
Billy: NO ONE EXPECTS
YOU TO WORK TODAY.
WHY DON'T YOU CALL
SOMEONE, GET THEM
TO TAKE YOU HOME?
NO. I'LL BE
ALL RIGHT, BILLY.
YOU SURE?
YEAH.
LET ME KNOW IF YOU
CHANGE YOUR MIND,
ALL RIGHT?
[SNIFFLING]
OK.
HERE YOU GO.
THANK YOU.
SURE.
[BLOWING NOSE]
[CLEARS THROAT]
UNDER "DEPENDENTS"
ON THIS W-4,
YOU THINK I SHOULD
PUT ONE OR ZERO?
I'VE KIND OF
NEVER DONE THE W-4.
MY MAN...HE CARRIED
A HANDKERCHIEF WITH HIM
WHEREVER HE WENT.
YEAH?
[SNIFFLES]
DID SOMEBODY...
DIE OR SOMETHING HERE?
[SOBBING]
UH...
[CLEARS THROAT]
SALLY,
SWEETIE,
COME ON.
COME ON,
SWEETIE.
IT'S OK. COME ON.
ALL RIGHT, THEN.
LET'S SUIT YOU UP
AND GET YOU GOING
ON THE GRILL.
ROY HERE
WILL TEACH YOU
EVERYTHING YOU
NEED TO KNOW ABOUT
SANDWICH ASSEMBLY.
ROY...RIGHT.
HOW YOU DOING?
ALL RIGHT, THIS IS
HOW YOU MAKE A BIG BUZZ
DOUBLE CHEESEBURGER.
RIGHT BOTTOM BUN,
BOTTOM BEEF,
BOTTOM CHEESE,
MIDDLE BUN,
TOP BEEF, TOP CHEESE,
SPECIAL SAUCE,
3 ONIONS, 3 PICKLES,
SOME LETTUCE,
TOP BUN,
PUT IT IN A BOX,
SLIDE IT DOWN CHUTE,
SAY, "BIG BUZZ
DOUBLE CHEESEBURGER."
SO, ROY, TELL ME ABOUT
THE HEADPHONES Y'ALL WEAR.
HEY, MAN, DON'T BE
SCRATCHING YOURSELF
WHILE YOU'RE
ASSEMBLING
THE PRODUCT, MAN.
THAT'S NASTY, MAN.
WILL I EVENTUALLY GET
MY OWN SET OF HEADPHONES?
YEAH, MAN, BUT YOU
GOT TO CRAWL
BEFORE YOU WALK.
FIRST YOU LEARN
PRODUCT ASSEMBLY.
THEN YOU GET
YOUR HEADPHONES.
NOW PUT THIS DOUBLE
CHEESEBURGER TOGETHER
LIKE I SHOWED YOU.
I DON'T KNOW, ROY.
YOU THINK I'M READY?
SO...WITH
THESE HEADPHONES,
YOU EVER HEAR
ANYTHING WEIRD ON THEM,
LIKE INTERFERENCE?
YEAH, MAN! COME ON!
THIS AIN'T RADIO SHACK!
PUT THIS THING TOGETHER
LIKE I SHOWED YOU!
CHOP-CHOP NOW!
PUT THE PICKLES ON
BEFORE YOU
PUT ON THE ONIONS.
3 PICKLES, NOT 4.
THIS AIN'T
PICKLE BURGER.
ONLY GIVE THEM 4
IF THEY ASK FOR IT.
I KNOW IT TAKES TIME.
YOU NEED PRACTICE.
NOW, COME ON, NOW.
YOU GOT TO MOVE.
HOW DO YOU MAKE
A WHOPPER?
MAN, THAT'S BURGER KING!
BILLY HEAR YOU SAY THAT,
HE'LL FIRE YOUR ASS!
OK, OK.
LET ME TRY AGAIN.
ROY, WHAT KIND OF MEAT
ARE WE USING HERE?
THIS IS...
[CHILDREN SHOUTING]
HI, MAMA.
HI, BABY.
[KISS]
HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
BENNY.
DOES BENNY AND HIS FRIENDS
LIKE BUZZ BURGER-MATIC?
Children: YEAH!
I'LL GO GET HIM.
Dorian: IS THIS
SOME KIND OF INITIATION?
THE KIDS ARE
GOING TO DIG THIS.
BUZZ MOVES
REAL FAST, THOUGH.
ALL RIGHT? I MEAN,
YOU HAVE GOT TO RUN
AROUND THESE KIDS,
BECAUSE
THE THEORY BEHIND
BUZZ BURGER-MATIC IS
HE'S A SUPERSONIC ROBOT
THAT DELIVERS THE FOOD
AT LIGHTNING SPEED.
IS THAT
THE THEORY, YEAH?
YOU CAN'T BE
SUPERSONIC,
BUT YOU'VE
ALWAYS GOT TO WALK
AND TALK REAL FAST.
OTHERWISE, THE KIDS
WON'T BUY IT.
DO I GET PAID
EXTRA FOR THIS?
NO.
[MUMBLING]
GOT A THEORY
ABOUT THAT.
WHERE DO I
CHANGE, BILLY?
THERE'S
A FRANCHISE RULE
ABOUT DISROBING
IN THE REST ROOMS.
SO, YOU GOT
A CAR OUT HERE?
NO.
WELL, JUST FIND
A PLACE, ALL RIGHT?
I'D APPRECIATE IT.
[ROY LAUGHING SOFTLY]
HA HA HA!
[SHOTGUN BEING COCKED]
UH-OH.
Man: BOY,
WHERE YOU GOING?
GET YOUR SORRY
ASS OUT HERE!
YOU, TOO,
SWEETHEART!
COME ON!
WHAT?
COME ON!
I WANT YOU ALL
TO SIT DOWN OVER THERE!
KEEP YOUR HANDS UP!
STAY THE HELL
OUT OF MY WAY!
[GUNMAN CONTINUES
SHOUTING ORDERS]
Gunman:
...A MINUTE OR 2.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
LITTLE MAN.
HI, SWEETHEART.
YOU SURE IS SHOWING GOOD.
WHAT IS WRONG
WITH YOU?
I JUST WANT
YOU-ALL TO KNOW
THAT I AIN'T
WITH HIM ANYMORE,
THAT I HAVEN'T
BEEN WITH HIM
SINCE THE 14th DAY
OF JULY THIS YEAR,
WHEN I SLAPPED
A RESTRAINING ORDER
ON HIS BIG, FAT,
DRUNK ASS.
Y'ALL THINK I'D
NORMALLY TOTE A GUN
TO MY CHILD'S
SEVENTH BIRTHDAY--
IT'S HIS EIGHTH
BIRTHDAY, FOOL!
[ARGUING CONTINUES]
VIOLATING
A RESTRAINING ORDER!
[BANGING]
Gunman: HEY, YOU'RE
BUZZ BURGER-MATIC.
WE DIDN'T DO IT.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
IN THE FREEZER?
YOU'RE NOT A COP?
HEY! GET OUT THERE
WITH EVERYBODY ELSE!
BRING YOUR HANDS.
HEY, BENNY.
COME HERE, SON.
LOOK WHO'S HERE
TO SEE YOU.
RED, PLEASE LEAVE
THAT MAN ALONE.
BENNY, COME ON
OVER HERE, SON.
LOOK WHO
I BROUGHT YOU.
SUIT UP, BUZZ,
AND WAVE TO MY BOY.
HELLO THERE, BENNY.
COME ON!
YOU GONNA
DO US A SHOW.
HEY, KIDS!
THIS HERE'S
BUZZ BURGER-MATIC!
Y'ALL LIKE HIM,
DON'T YOU?
UH, HEY, BUZZ...
THIS AIN'T MASS.
YOU KNOW, YOU CAN
DO SOMETHING FUNNY.
LIKE WHAT?
RACK YOUR BRAIN!
UH...
MOVE FAST!
BUZZ BURGER-MATIC,
HE MOVES FAST.
[COSTUME SQUEAKING]
HOP THROUGH SPACE!
COME ON.
HOP THROUGH SPACE,
LITTLE BUDDY!
YOU GOT A QUARTER?
DOES ANYBODY HAVE
A QUARTER?
JUST A QUARTER.
HERE YOU GO.
WOW, LOOK AT THAT,
LITTLE BUDDY.
OH! LOOK AT THAT!
LOOK AT THAT!
A BRAND-NEW QUARTER!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I COULD HAVE
DONE THAT!
[GUNSHOT]
WOO!
WHOA!
Roy: KICK THE MOTHER
ON HIS BUTT!
[APPLAUSE
AND CHILDREN CHEERING]
BENNY, BENNY,
COME HERE.
Dorian: I GOT A MAGIC TRICK
FOR YOU, MISTER.
HOW ABOUT I MAKE YOUR
FRIGGIN' HEAD DISAPPEAR?
HOW DOES THAT SOUND?
DORIAN, MAN, BE CAREFUL.
HELL, NO! KICK
HIS ASS SOME MORE!
WHAT THE HELL
IS WRONG WITH YOU?
I DON'T THINK HE MEANT
TO HURT ANYBODY.
HOW DO YOU
KNOW THAT?
'CAUSE HE'S MY DADDY.
HIS NAME IS RED,
JUST LIKE IT SAYS ON HIS HAT.
NOW, WHEN HE'S SOBER,
I'VE SEEN HIM SHOOT
WASPS RIGHT OUT
OF THE HOUSE,
BUT WHEN HE'S DRUNK,
HE GETS STUPID
AND ORNERY.
YOU SON OF A GUN.
Woman: YOU DIDN'T
EVEN HAVE ANY BULLETS
IN THAT THING, DID YOU?
Red: NO.
WHAT DO YOU THINK
I AM--A MANIAC?
OHH...
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
ON CAR RADIO]
I WAS HELPING
TO KICK HIS ASS,
AND I BLACKED OUT.
[WOMAN TALKING
OVER POLICE RADIO]
Dorian: WHAT? WHAT
AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?
THERE'S A GUY WITH
A SHOTGUN AND LITTLE
KIDS EVERYWHERE.
WHAT DO YOU
EXPECT ME TO DO?
YOU PULL SOME KARATE MOVE
ON A BIG, FAT DRUNK GUY?
AND YOU'RE WEARING
A DAMN CLOWN SUIT?
ROBOT SUIT.
LIKE WE NEED
THE PUBLICITY.
I MEAN, WHY COULDN'T
YOU JUST COWER
LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE?
DID YOU PRESS CHARGES?
NO. GUY'S WIFE
BEAT ME TO IT.
GOOD.
WHAT DID YOU
FIND OUT TODAY?
NOTHING MUCH.
"NOTHING MUCH," MEANING
THERE'S NOTHING MUCH
TO FIND OUT
OR "NOTHING MUCH,"
MEANING I JUST SAT AROUND
IN MY ROBOT SUIT ALL DAY?
"NOTHING MUCH,"
MEANING "EAT ME!"
THERE'S NOTHING
TO FIND OUT, ANGUS.
NOBODY KNOWS
ANYTHING IN THERE.
ARE YOU 100% SURE?
YES. YES, I AM.
NO, NO, YOU'RE NOT.
YOU'RE NOT 100% SURE.
I AM 100% SURE.
DORIAN, THIS REQUIRES
EXTREME PRECISION
ON YOUR PART.
YOU'RE NOT
BEING PRECISE.
WE HAVE NO ROOM
FOR ERROR HERE,
ALL RIGHT?
[SIGHS]
SHIT!
I GUESS I'M GOING
TO HAVE TO GO GET
A JOB THERE NOW.
WHAT?!
YOU GET YOUR WISH.
YOU GET TO STAY HOME
FROM SCHOOL TOMORROW.
NO, NO.
I'M GOING TO GO
IN THERE AND CLEAR
THIS WHOLE THING UP.
I'LL TAKE CARE
OF IT, ANGUS.
I'LL TAKE CARE
OF IT, ALL RIGHT?
I'M ALREADY IN THERE
AND EVERYTHING,
SO I'LL JUST
KEEP NOSING AROUND
FOR US.
MA BETTER NOT
FIND OUT ABOUT THIS.
Angus: MA...
WE'RE HOME.
YOU, UH...
LOOKING
FOR SOMETHING?
PROPHYLACTICS.
RAINBOW-COLORED ONES,
AT THAT.
THEY'RE NOT YOURS.
NO. NO, MA'AM.
NO.
NO. NO, THEY BELONG
TO YOUR ROTTEN STEPFATHER,
NOT FOR MY BENEFIT,
OBVIOUSLY.
I NEVER FELT
ANY RAINBOWS.
OH, NOW, MOM...
YOU DON'T NEED TO--
THEY HAVEN'T
BEEN OPENED.
WELL, I COULD ONLY ASSUME
THAT WHORE OF HIS
PREFERRED THINGS
AU NATUREL.
MOM, WAS THERE, UH,
WAS THERE SOMETHING
THAT WE COULD
HELP YOU FIND?
GET THAT DAMN DOG
OUT OF HERE!
GRITS! COME ON, GRITS!
COME ON.
YOUR STEPFATHER GAVE YOU
THAT DOG, DIDN'T HE?
YEAH...WHY?
MOM, WAS THERE SOMETHING
WE COULD HELP YOU FIND
IN PARTICULAR?
UH...ARTIFACTS OF
YOUR STEPFATHER IN GENERAL...
A WOMAN'S ADDRESS
IN PARTICULAR.
I WANT TO KNOW
WHO THAT JEZEBEL WAS
THAT HENRY WAS SEEING.
JEZEBEL.
THAT'S
A GOOD ONE, MOM.
ODDLY ENOUGH,
I DREAMT ABOUT HER
LAST NIGHT.
I COULDN'T SEE
HER FACE CLEARLY
FOR, OF COURSE,
I HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE,
BUT IT WAS HER.
I GATHERED THAT
SHE WAS CAUCASIAN,
AND THIS WAS
AN INTERESTING
OBSERVATION
BECAUSE HER BODY
WAS BLACK.
SHE HAD THE BODY
OF A HUGE, HAIRY,
BLACK ANT,
A QUEEN ANT.
ABOUT AS BIG AS A BUS,
I WOULD SAY.
JUST A DREAM,
BUT A DISTURBED ONE.
WHAT DID--WHAT DID
THE BIG ANT DO, MOM?
DORIAN, I WOULD
APPRECIATE IT IF YOU
WOULD USE A KLEENEX.
I RAISED YOU
BETTER THAN THAT.
I'M JUST SCRATCHING.
DAMN IT.
SHE SHAMED MY FAMILY.
WELL, WE'LL--
WE'LL FIND HER, MOM.
DON'T WORRY
ABOUT IT. WE'LL
TAKE CARE OF IT.
WHOA!
WHAT ARE WE--THE MAFIA?
NOT ANOTHER ONE. MOM!
THIS IS A REAL BAD IDEA.
I'M SERIOUS.
ANGUS, I--I CAN'T
STRESS THAT ENOUGH.
BIG ANTS?
BIG ANTS?
I REALLY DON'T LIKE IT
WHEN SHE TALKS LIKE THAT.
IT'S DISTURBING, YOU KNOW?
I MEAN, I JUST HOPE SHE
DOESN'T TALK LIKE THAT
AROUND HER FRIENDS
BECAUSE JUNK LIKE THAT
AIN'T GONNA GET HER ELECTED
TO THE PRESIDENT OF THE D.A.R.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
YEAH,
WELL, SHE'S FINE.
IT'S WEIRD.
HEY, YOU REMEMBER
THAT STORY
ABOUT THE WOMAN
THAT BASHED HER
HUSBAND'S HEAD IN
WITH A FROZEN
LEG OF LAMB,
THEN COOKED IT UP
AND SERVED IT
TO THE DETECTIVES?
NO EVIDENCE!
I MEAN, THAT'S
PRETTY CREATIVE.
BUT I'M THINKING
THAT THE PERFECT
MURDER
WOULD BE SOMETHING
MORE PEDESTRIAN,
THOUGH,
SOMETHING A LITTLE
MORE LIKE A HOUSEHOLD
ACCIDENT,
LIKE A FAULTY GAS STOVE
OR SOMETHING.
YOU KNOW, WHEN
WE FIND THIS WOMAN,
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE
TO KNOW WHAT TO DO
WITH HER.
I MEAN, I'M GUESSING
SHE DOESN'T HAVE
SOME KIND
OF CONVENIENT
HEART CONDITION
LIKE OLD HENRY DID.
WHAT? NO, HEY, LISTEN.
NO MORE. ALL RIGHT?
LEAVE ME OUT OF IT.
WE CAN LET MOM CARRY OUT
HER OWN VENDETTAS.
Angus: SHH!
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SIGHS]
I DON'T KNOW. MAYBE
WE'RE OVERTHINKING
THIS WHOLE THING.
I MEAN,
WHY DON'T WE JUST
FIND THIS WOMAN,
POP HER IN
THE BACK OF THE HEAD
WITH A .22,
AND TAKE HER
SOMEPLACE NO ONE
WILL EVER FIND HER?
WHAT?
Billy: MAN, THIS THING GONE
THROUGH THE GRILL HOOD
AND THE CEMENT BEAM.
Sally: GOOD MORNING!
MORNING, DARLING.
I HOPE THINGS ARE BETTER
FOR YOU TODAY.
THEY ARE.
Billy: DORIAN!
Dorian: YES, SIR.
WHERE'D YOU SAY YOU
GOT THAT BULLET AT?
I GOT IT SWEEPING UP
THE PARKING LOT.
HUH.
UM...
IT'S A GIFT
FOR YOUR BABY.
IT'S AN AH-1 COBRA.
I FLY THEM FOR
THE AIR NATIONAL GUARD.
UH...
YEAH.
THE VIETCONG,
THEY CALL THEM
THE MUTTERING DEATH.
THANK YOU.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
THAT, YEAH.
IF YOU PRESS
THAT BUTTON THERE,
THE LITTLE MISSILE
WILL SHOOT OFF.
THAT'S HOW
IT'S DESIGNED.
AND IT'S NONTOXIC,
I THINK.
[CLEARS THROAT]
YOU FLY THESE?
UM, THE REAL ONES.
ME AND MY BROTHER
ARE BOTH HELICOPTER
PILOTS, AND WE'RE--
Man over intercom:
YOU-ALL SERVING BREAKFAST?
I WANT AN EGG-MATIC SANDWICH,
A LARGE...
WE'RE KIND OF
WEEKEND WARRIORS
AT THIS POINT,
BUT WE'RE WORKING--
UM...
I'M SORRY, SIR.
WE ARE NOT OPEN YET.
SO WE FLY THESE
OUT AT THE BASE,
AND I WAS THINKING
MAYBE SOMETIME,
IF YOU WANT,
YOU COULD COME
OUT FOR A VISIT,
AND I CAN SEE IF--
Man: YOU AIN'T OPEN?
SINCE WHEN?
I'M SORRY, SIR.
WE ARE NOT OPEN
FOR 15 MINUTES.
I APOLOGIZE.
LISTEN, SALLY...
ABOUT YESTERDAY,
I'M...
Man: HEY, THE HELL,
YOU SAY.
LOOK, IF YOU'RE IN THERE,
YOU'RE OPEN.
NOW GIVE ME THE MANAGER!
I'M SORRY
ABOUT YOUR DAD,
AND I'M SORRY
ABOUT HOW I LOST
MY TEMPER,
AND, UH...
ABOUT THE COPS, TOO,
AND THE GUN.
ROY!
OH!
SEE? THIS
WHAT HAPPENS--
MY DADDY DOESN'T EXACTLY
BRING OUT THE BEST IN PEOPLE,
ESPECIALLY ONCE
HE'S HAD A SNOOTFUL.
BUT HE THOUGHT
YOU HANDLED YOURSELF
VERY WELL.
Man: HEY, GIRLIE!
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?
NOW GET ME
THE GODDAMN MANAGER!
OOH. I BETTER
GO GET BILLY.
[COUGHING]
NOW, IF THIS PLACE
BURN UP, WE AIN'T
GOT NO JOB.
Man: HEY!
HEY!
HEY, IN THERE!
WELL, HELL, MAN.
I DIDN'T MEAN FOR YOU
TO COME OUT AND GET
IN THE TRUCK WITH ME.
THAT YOUNG LADY WORKS
EXTREMELY HARD IN THERE,
AND I THINK SHE DESERVES
A GREAT DEAL OF RESPECT,
AND YOU'RE NOT SHOWING HER
RESPECT, ARE YOU?
THAT MAKES YOU NOT WELCOME
AT BURGER-MATIC.
I THINK
YOU OUGHT TO LEAVE.
HOLD ON.
LET ME OUT FIRST.
[CLEARS THROAT]
DORIAN?
SALLY? YES, MA'AM.
I WAS
JUST WONDERING,
HAVE YOU EVER
HEARD OF LAMAZE?
YOU KNOW,
NATURAL CHILDBIRTH.
UM...YES, I HAVE.
WELL, DOWN AT THE Y,
THEY HAVE THESE
LAMAZE CLASSES.
THEY'RE
EVERY TUESDAY NIGHT,
STARTING
UH-HUH.TONIGHT.
AND
THE ONLY THING IS
IS THAT
YOU NEED A PARTNER,
AND I DON'T HAVE
A PARTNER.
[EXHALING LOUDLY]
Woman: THINK OF YOUR CERVIX
OPENING UP.
VERY NICE, SHAWN.
OPEN.
VERY NICE.
REMEMBER NOW,
WE'RE BREATHING FOR OUR BABY.
BREATHING FOR OUR BABY.
THIS MUST BE
THE HUSBAND.
I'M JUST
THE PARTNER,
YEAH.
HE'S CUTE.
OK. I NEED YOU
TO SCOOT IN HERE...
ESTABLISH
EYE CONTACT.
[EXHALES]
BREATHING.
GOOD. HOLDING HANDS.
BOTH HANDS.
HERE WE GO.
GOOD.
EYE CONTACT HERE.
REMEMBER, YOU'RE HERE
TO SUPPORT YOUR PARTNER.
NICE.
VERY NICE.
VERY NICE...
MOMS AND DADS.
WE'RE GOING TO
MAKE A LITTLE SHIFT
IN OUR POSITIONS NOW.
MOMS, I WANT YOU TO
TURN AROUND WITH YOUR
BACKS TO YOUR PARTNERS.
TURN WITH YOUR BACK
TO YOUR PARTNER.
HERE WE GO.
BACK TO YOUR PARTNER.
TURN YOUR BACKS.
DADS, WRAP YOUR LEGS
AROUND YOUR--
WRAP YOUR LEGS
AROUND YOUR MOM'S BODY.
THERE YOU GO.
GOOD. BACK INTO HIM...
AND JUST...GOOD.
LAY BACK IN.
JUST LET HIM
CRADLE YOU THERE.
VERY NICE.
OK. WE'RE GOING TO DO
THE EFFLEURAGE.
THAT'S THE GENTLE
CIRCULAR MOTION,
THE GENTLE MASSAGE
OF THE ABDOMEN HERE.
GOOD BREATHING.
JUST RELAX BACK HERE.
JUST LET THE JAW RELAX.
VERY NICE.
REMEMBER, A RELAXED JAW
MEANS AN OPEN VAGINA.
VERY NICE.
BREATHING.
LET'S BREATHE.
SUPPORT OUR PARTNERS
WITH BREATH.
KEEP YOUR FOCUS
ON YOUR PARTNER.
GENTLE CIRCULAR MASSAGE
OF THE ABDOMEN,
OPENING AND
RELAXING THE CERVIX,
THOSE LAST 2 CENTIMETERS
TO ALLOW THE BABY'S HEAD
TO SOFTLY DROP THROUGH.
OK. NOW LET'S GET
TO OUR FEET.
PARTNERS,
HELP THE MOMS UP, PLEASE.
WE'RE GOING TO DO THAT
JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL SLOW DANCE.
SO, EVERYONE, UP.
SLOW DANCE.
ARMS--THERE WE GO.
MOMS, ARMS UP.
DADS, YOU'RE GOING TO PUT
YOUR ARMS AROUND.
JUST A SLOW DANCE.
THINK ABOUT SLOW DANCING
IN JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL.
THERE WE GO.
YOU'RE GOING
TO SUPPORT HER.
SPREAD OUR LEGS OUT HERE
A LITTLE BIT.
GOOD. PANT BREATHING.
LIGHT, DELICATE.
[PANTING]
GOOD.
LEGS, SHOULDER-WIDTH APART.
GOOD.
YOU DIDN'T GET PREGNANT
WITH THOSE LEGS TOGETHER.
THAT BABY'S NOT GOING TO COME
WITH YOUR LEGS TOGETHER,
SO JUST OPEN UP AND RELAX
AND ALLOW
YOUR CERVIX TO OPEN.
PANT, PANT.
[PANTING]
[GIGGLES]
[COUGHS]
EXCUSE ME.
BLESS YOU.
THANKS.
[CLEARS THROAT]
UM, YOU CAN JUST
DROP ME OFF RIGHT HERE.
I'LL TAKE YOU UP
TO THE FRONT DOOR,
IF THAT'S OK.
YEAH?
YEAH.
OK.
NO. I'LL GET THAT
FOR YOU, SALLY.
WAIT.
DORIAN...
YEAH.
HOW COME YOU NEVER
ASKED ME WHY I NEED
A LAMAZE PARTNER
OR ABOUT THE FATHER
OF MY BABY?
YESTERDAY,
I SORT OF GOT IT WAS
A TOUCHY SUBJECT,
SO I...
YEAH.
WELL, I KNOW HOW
I LOOK TO EVERYBODY,
BUT I FEEL LIKE
I WAS RAISED RIGHT,
AND I CAN'T HELP
THE REST,
BUT I'M GOING TO BE
A REALLY GOOD MOTHER.
I KNOW, SALLY.
OH, SHIT.
I'M SORRY.
THANKS.
THANKS FOR COMING.
Man: REAL SORRY.
Angus: THANKS.
ANGUS...
YEAH.
WHERE THE HELL
IS HE?
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW
WHERE HE IS.
OH...
Woman: WE'RE HERE
FOR YOU, DEAR.
YEAH. THANKS, MA'AM.
THANK YOU, SIR.
WHAT ARE YOU
THINKING?
WHAT ARE YOU
THINKING, HUH?
WHAT DOES THIS SAY?
IT SAYS I'M LATE.
WHAT DOES THAT SAY?
IT SAYS
I'M A HALF-HOUR LATE.
IT SAYS 8:36,
IS WHAT THAT SAYS.
I'M VERY,
VERY SORRY.
WHAT ABOUT MOM, HUH?
WHAT ABOUT
HOW YOU RUINED
THE NIGHT FOR MOM?
ANGUS.
YOU FEEL BAD
ABOUT THAT?
YES.
LOOK AT YOU.
LOOK AT WHAT
YOU'RE WEARING.
WHY NOT JUST WEAR
YOUR DAMN ROBOT SUIT
TO THE GREAT BIG WAKE?
ANGUS.
COME ON.
I MEAN...
RIGHT. GOOD IDEA.
GOOD THINKING.
NO, ANGUS.
GOD, COACH ADAMS.
OH, YOU AT LEAST
NEED A JACKET.
THE DAMN WAKE'S
ALMOST OVER.
ANGUS, NOBODY CARES
WHAT I'M WEARING.
[THUD]
MOM CARES. MOM CARES.
THIS IS HER NIGHT.
ARE YOU TRYING
TO RUIN THIS FOR HER?
NO, NO.
HUH? ARE YOU TRYING
TO MAKE HER LOOK STUPID,
ROBOT MAN?
Woman: YOU JUST
CALL ME IF YOU NEED
ANYTHING, OK?
GOOD MORNING, BILLY.
MAN, I KNEW
YOU WAS F.B.I.
HI, ROY.
GOT TO GO
TO A FUNERAL TODAY.
WHATEVER.
* ...DONE
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DONE
A BAD, BAD THING *
* BABY DONE
A BAD, BAD THING *
* YOU EVER LOVE SOMEONE
SO MUCH, YOU THOUGHT... *
BILLY...
I HAVE TO ATTEND
A FUNERAL.
* ...YOU EVER TRY
WITH ALL YOUR HEART AND SOUL *
* TO GET YOUR LOVER
BACK TO YOU? *
* YOU'RE GONNA HOPE SO *
* YOU EVER PRAY
WITH ALL YOUR HEART AND SOUL *
* JUST TO WATCH HER
WALK AWAY, YEAH? *
Priest: ...THROUGH OUR LORD,
JESUS CHRIST.
WE COMMIT TO ALMIGHTY GOD,
OUR BROTHER--
Beatrice: HE'S MY HUSBAND...
Priest: AND WE COMMIT HIS BODY
TO THE GROUND.
Beatrice: NOT MY BROTHER.
Priest: EARTH TO EARTH...
Beatrice: GIVE HIM BACK!
Priest: ASHES TO ASHES...
DUST TO DUST.
NO DUST.
I HATE DUST!
THE LORD BLESS HIM
AND KEEP HIM.
THE LORD MAKE HIS FACE
TO SHINE UPON HIM
AND BE GRACIOUS TO HIM.
THE LORD LIFT UP
HIS COUNTENANCE UPON HIM
AND GIVE HIM PEACE.
BLESSED BE HE
WHO LAYS IN THIS GRAVE,
AND GRANT THAT HE WHOSE BODY
IS TO BE BURIED HERE
MAY DWELL IN PARADISE
AND MAY COME
INTO THE HEAVENLY KINGDOM
THROUGH OUR SON,
JESUS CHRIST, OUR LORD.
THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD.
HE SHALL NOT WANT.
Dorian, thinking: BOTTOM BUN,
BOTTOM BEEF, BOTTOM CHEESE,
LITTLE BUN, TOP BEEF,
TOP CHEESE, SPECIAL SAUCE,
LETTUCE, ONION CHUNKS,
2 PICKLES, TOP BUN, THEN BOX IT.
Beatrice: YOU BASTARD!
HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME!
[WAILING]
OH, HENRY!
I'M SORRY.
Priest: THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD.
HE SHALL NOT WANT.
HE MAKETH ME TO LIE DOWN
IN GREEN PASTURES
AND MEETETH ME
BESIDE HIS STILL WATERS.
HE RESTORETH MY SOUL.
HE LEADETH ME IN THE PATH--
Dorian:
EXCUSE ME. SORRY.
EXCUSE ME.
OH, SORRY.
Priest: YEA, THOUGH I WALK
THROUGH THE VALLEY OF
THE SHADOW OF DEATH,
I WILL FEAR NO EVIL,
FOR THOUGH ART WITH ME...
[BEATRICE WAILING LOUDLY]
DORIAN,
ARE YOU FEELING WELL?
OW.
WHAT MADE
YOU KICK OVER
THE FLOWERS?
MY FOOT WAS ASLEEP.
STOP IT!
SHE WAS THERE...
THE WOMAN
HENRY WAS SEEING.
WHO WAS SHE?
I DON'T KNOW.
I COULD FEEL HER,
LIKE THE SICK, SWEET SMELL
OF A COW'S BREATH.
MAKES SENSE, THOUGH,
DON'T YOU THINK?
IF SHE REALLY CARED.
WELL, THERE WAS
A LOT OF WOMEN
THERE, MOM.
I MEAN, THERE WAS
A LOT OF WOMEN FROM
THE FACTORY THERE.
YOU KNOW, MAYBE
I SHOULD GO BACK
AND CHECK OUT
THE FUNERAL
REGISTER BOOK
AND JUST SEE.
MAYBE I OUGHT
TO NOSE AROUND
THE FACTORY
A LITTLE SOME,
TOO,
MAYBE CHECK OUT
HENRY'S
OLD OFFICE.
YEAH.
THAT'S A GOOD IDEA.
OW! YOU'RE GOING TO
RUN ME OFF THE ROAD!
STOP IT!
DON'T MISTREAT
YOUR BROTHER.
[KNOCKING]
HI THERE.
OH, HELLO AGAIN.
YOU WANT
TO SEE SALLY?
YES, MA'AM.
COME ON IN.
UM, I'M REAL SORRY
ABOUT YOUR HUSBAND.
OH. THAT RAT BASTARD.
FORGET ABOUT IT.
COME ON IN.
SALLY.
WAIT JUST A MINUTE.
I WANT TO SEE
IF SHE'S DECENT.
[KNOCKS]
BABY.
LOOK WHO'S HERE.
[COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING SOFTLY]
HEY.
Dorian: HEY.
I WAS IN
THE NEIGHBORHOOD,
SO I THOUGHT I'D...
STOP BY.
BILLY TOLD YOU I HAD TO
GO TO A FUNERAL?
YOU OK?
YES.
BIG COUNTRY MUSIC FAN?
YEAH.
I HAVE ALWAYS DREAMED
OF BEING A BIG HIT SINGER.
YOU SING?
NO.
BUT YOU WANT
TO BE A SINGER?
WELL, I--I DREAM
OF BEING A SINGER.
I THINK THAT'S WHY
IT'S CALLED A DREAM.
SALLY,
I WANTED TO...
AHEM. TO TALK TO YOU
ABOUT SOMETHING
THAT WE TALKED ABOUT
YESTERDAY.
WOULD YOU LIKE
TO GO FOR A RIDE?
UH, SURE.
WE COULD GO LOOK AT
ONE OF THE HELICOPTERS,
THE REAL ONES.
I'D LIKE THAT.
YOU--YOU WANT TO SEE
THE HELICOPTERS?
OK.
Sally: MAMA, I'LL BE BACK
IN A LITTLE BIT.
WOW! IS THAT IT?
YEAH. THAT'S IT.
Woman over loudspeaker:
MR. SAMPSON, LINE 2.
Man: MOVE IT.
YOUNG CAPTAIN.
WHAT YOU UP TO, RANDY?
I'M UP TO ABOUT
HALF-MAST AT LEAST.
WHO'S
YOUR LADY FRIEND?
RANDY, THIS IS SALLY.
HELLO.
SALLY,
THIS IS RANDY.
IT'S A PLEASURE
TO MEET YOU.
PLEASURE'S MINE,
MA'AM.
WHEN YOU-ALL
EXPECTING?
I JUST CAME BY
TO SHOW SALLY
WHERE HER
TAX DOLLARS
ARE GOING.
OH, YEAH.
LET'S GET YOU
IN THE COCKPIT.
I DON'T THINK THAT'S
SUCH A GOOD THING--
NO, IT'S
A $10-MILLION
AIRCRAFT, DADDY.
GOOD VIBES
FOR YOUR BABY.
CAREFUL.
AH, SHE'S ALL RIGHT.
THERE YOU GO. NOW...
GOT TO HAVE A HELMET
IF YOU'RE GOING TO
SIT IN THE COCKPIT.
OK.
YEAH.
[GIGGLING]
HOW DO I LOOK?
LIKE YOU WERE
BORN TO IT.
THIS IS EXACTLY
WHERE DORIAN SITS.
C.P.G.--
COPILOT GUNNER.
OH, MAN.
20-MILLIMETER VULCAN
CANNON UNDER THE CHIN...
YOU SIGHT IT
BY EYE THROUGH
YOUR HELMET HERE.
WHATEVER YOU LOOK AT
GETS SMOKED!
RANDY--
Sally: OH, WOW!
JUST A SEC. TURN
YOUR HEAD, MA'AM.
THERE YOU GO! HA HA!
[SALLY LAUGHS]
OH, YEAH, IT'S JUST
A TRICK FOR YOUR
YOUNG CAPTAIN HERE
TO CRAP THUNDER
ON THE HEADS
OF THE UNSUSPECTING.
RANDY, CAN YOU GET US
SOME YOO-HOOs, PLEASE?
I'D
APPRECIATE IT.
[WHIRRING]
I'M READING YOU.
YOU DONE GOOD, SON.
HEH HEH!
ALL RIGHT, NOW.
OH!
OH! I'M SORRY!
UH-UH. THAT...
THAT'S NOTHING.
I'M ALL RIGHT.
[WHIRRING CONTINUES]
[WHIRRING STOPS]
SALLY, I...
REALLY NEED TO--
[WHIR WHIR]
DO YOU MIND
IF I ASK YOU
ABOUT THE FATHER
OF YOUR BABY?
[CLEARS THROAT]
WELL, HIS NAME WAS HENRY.
HE WAS OLDER THAN ME.
DID YOU LOVE HIM?
AT ONE TIME.
BUT NOT NOW?
WELL, HE MADE IT HARD
FOR ME BY LYING TO ME.
I DON'T THINK THAT
YOU CAN LOVE SOMEBODY
THAT LIES TO YOU.
AND THEN HE FOUND OUT
I WAS PREGNANT
AND TRIED TO TALK ME
OUT OF HAVING THE BABY
AND SUDDENLY TURNED OUT
TO BE MARRIED.
I'M SORRY.
YEAH, YOU KNOW...
SALLY, I GOT TO
TELL YOU SOMETHING
THAT'S IMPORTANT.
[THROWS SWITCH]
IT'S REAL--IT'S
REAL IMPORTANT...
AND, UM...
[CLEARS THROAT]
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED
TO TELL ME?
YEAH.
[SIGHS]
WELL, I LIKED IT.
I...YEAH.
[LAUGHS]
I WANT YOU TO KNOW
THAT I PLAN ON INTRODUCING
MYSELF TO HENRY'S WIFE.
NO. I DON'T
THINK THAT'S
SUCH A GOOD IDEA,
SALLY.
WELL, I REALLY WANT
TO HAVE THE CHANCE
TO EXPLAIN MYSELF
BEFORE SHE FINDS
ANY PICTURES.
WHAT PICTURES?
PICTURES OF HENRY AND ME.
NOTHING BAD.
WHERE WOULD
SHE FIND PICTURES
OF YOU AND HENRY?
IN HIS OFFICE, I THINK.
THAT'S WHERE HE KEEPS
HIS STUFF.
* WHOA! *
[WORKERS COUGHING]
UH, THANK YOU.
I APPRECIATE IT.
I'LL FIND MY WAY OUT.
GRAB A FEW CARTONS
WHEN YOU LEAVE.
WILL DO.
IT'S ON THE HOUSE.
THANKS.
FIND ANYTHING?
ANGUS,
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
Angus:
EXACTLY. WHAT'S
GOING ON, DORIAN?
NOTHING.
YOU TRYING TO SCORE
BROWNIE POINTS
WITH MOM?
NO. I'M JUST--
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT
THERE IN YOUR HAND?
ARE THOSE PICTURES?
YEAH, THEY ARE.
THEY'RE PICTURES...
IT'S NOTHING SPECIAL.
LET ME SEE THEM.
DORIAN.
CAN I SEE THEM?
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
HENRY AND HIS BUDDIES,
YEAH.
LEGS.
YEAH.
Angus: WHOA...
LOOK WHAT
WE HAVE HERE.
WHAT?
WE GOT HER.
WHO?
WE GOT HER.
WE GOT WHO?
HEY, ANGUS.
Angus: YOU KNOW,
I CAN'T BELIEVE
SHE HAD THE AUDACITY
TO SMILE AT ME
AT THE FUNERAL.
I MEAN,
SHE SMILED AT ME.
DID YOU SEE THAT?
WHAT DO YOU PLAN ON DOING,
PEEKING IN HER WINDOWS?
IF YOU'RE GOING TO
COME ALONG WITH ME,
PUT ON THIS
BECAUSE YOU'RE
REFLECTING TOO MUCH
LIGHT, ALL RIGHT?
[TRAIN HORN HONKING]
Angus, laughing:
SHE LIVES IN A TRAILER.
A TRAILER!
HOW PERFECT IS THAT?
SO WHAT?
SO WHAT?
ANGUS!
ANGUS.
WHAT THE HELL
IS THAT?
YOU SAID YOU WERE JUST
GOING TO SPY ON HER.
Dorian: ANGUS!
Angus: UGH!
ANGUS!
Man on television:
GABRIELLE LIKES HER CLOTHING.
WHAT IF I WAS TO TAKE
YOUR CLOTHING FROM YOU?
Gabrielle: OH, NO, RICK.
TAKE MY HUSBAND,
TAKE MY KIDS,
BUT DON'T TAKE MY CLOTHING.
[SOFTLY]
ANGUS!
Angus: GET IN HERE
AND SHUT UP.
WAIT A SECOND.
THIS IS BAD.
IT'S GENIUS.
DOORS ARE ALL LOCKED
FROM THE INSIDE.
THERE'S NO...
WHOO!
NO SIGNS
OF FORCED ENTRY,
NO FINGERPRINTS.
AH! IT'S
THE PERFECT MURDER.
IT ALL CAME TO ME LAST NIGHT
IN THIS BEAUTIFUL LITTLE
FLASH OF INSPIRATION.
CARBON MONOXIDE?
OH, YEAH.
IT'S VERY HIP RIGHT NOW.
UGH!
Rick: NOW YOU SET IT UP
IN THE FLOWBY,
PUT IT ON THE SIDES,
GO AROUND.
NOW, I'M JUST GOING
TO DO THE SIDES.
SOME PEOPLE LIKE TO GO AROUND
AND DO THE BACK, TOO.
IT'S YOUR OWN
PERSONAL PREFERENCE.
THIS IS THE WAY
I LIKE TO DO MINE.
NOW, WHEN YOU DO THIS
WITH THE FLOWBY,
YOU'RE GOING TO GET
SOMETHING...
AHH!
ANGUS, WHERE ARE THE COPS
GOING TO THINK
THAT ALL
THE CARBON MONOXIDE
CAME FROM, HUH?
A FAULTY GAS STOVE,
A FAULTY FURNACE.
THIS KIND
OF THING HAPPENS
ALL THE TIME.
IT'S ALL ELECTRIC!
LISTEN, I GOT
2 WORDS FOR YOU:
VITAS GERULAITIS.
YEAH, WELL, I GOT
2 WORDS FOR YOU, TOO.
Angus:
NO. DAMN IT.
DORIAN!
LET GO OF THAT.
GOD DAMN IT.
SETTLE DOWN.
Dorian:
TURN IT OFF!
TURN IT OFF.
IT'S NOT HER.
Angus: WHAT?
Dorian,
voice muffled:
IT'S NOT HER!
SHE'S NOT THE ONE.
THAT'S NOT THE WOMAN
HENRY WAS SEEING.
WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?
JUST THINK ABOUT IT.
WHEN WAS THE PICTURE
TAKEN?
I DON'T KNOW.
LAST CHRISTMAS
AT THE FACTORY
CHRISTMAS PARTY.
YEAH? SO WHAT?
SO WHO'S MOST LIKELY
TO HAVE TAKEN
THE PICTURE?
I DON'T KNOW.
MOM.
YEAH? SO?
WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
ARE YOU SAYING
MOM'S SO FEEBLE
SHE'S GOING
TO TAKE A SNAPSHOT
OF THIS ROMANCE
GOING ON RIGHT
UNDER HER NOSE
AND NOT DO ANYTHING
ABOUT IT?
COME ON!
[THUD]
WHAT WAS THAT?
Rick: AND WITH ME
I HAVE VARIOUS PEOPLE HERE
THAT HAVE USED
THE FLOWBY FOR YEARS...
...SO WHAT DO I DO
WHEN I NEED A QUICK HAIRCUT?
Audience: USE THE FLOWBY!
Rick: THAT'S RIGHT. THIS IS
WHAT I DO WHEN I CUT MY HAIR...
[SOFTLY]
YOU CAN'T BE
TOUCHING EVERYTHING.
YOU'LL GET FINGERPRINTS
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
YOU'RE NOT EVEN
WEARING GLOVES.
Rick: I KNOW IT'S GOING
TO BE A 2-INCH CUT,
NOTHING MORE, NOTHING LESS.
WHEN I DO THE FRONT,
I LIKE TO HAVE THE FRONT
A LITTLE LONGER RIGHT IN HERE,
SO WHEN I'M BOUNCING
THE FLOWBY UP AND DOWN,
INSTEAD OF ROLLING IT
OVER LIKE THIS...
[ANGUS INHALES DEEPLY]
...THEN WHEN I DO THE SIDES,
I'M JUST GOING TO GO ALL OVER...
[ANGUS GROANS]
COME ON, WAKE UP.
WAKE UP.
WAKE UP, DORIAN.
[COUGHING]
[CANISTER CLANGING
AGAINST TRACKS]
Beatrice: NO, NOT HER.
HOW DO YOU KNOW?
OH, PLEASE.
DID YOU SEE HOW THICK
HER ANKLES ARE?
GIRL STOMPS AROUND
IN A COUPLE OF
CORNED-BEEF CANS.
[SOFTLY]
OH, GOD.
NOPE. I WOULD HAVE KNOWN.
I WOULD HAVE SMELLED IT ON HER.
BESIDES, SHE'S A LESBIAN.
SO SHE COULDN'T
HAVE BEEN THE ONE
HENRY WAS SEEING.
UH-UH. NO.
NEXT TIME USE YOUR HEAD
BEFORE YOU TRY
TO KILL SOMEONE.
DORIAN, I'M GLAD
YOU WERE THINKING.
I SAVED HIS LIFE.
YOU WOULDN'T HAVE
HAD TO IF YOU'D BEEN
AT THE RIGHT HOUSE.
MOM, STOP PUTTING HIM
UP TO THIS.
PUTTING HIM UP
TO WHAT, DORIAN?
Beatrice: MARY LOUISE HEARTFELT
CERTAINLY HAS LET HERSELF GO.
TCK-TCK.
BEAUTIFUL SKIN TAKES WORK.
WHAT?
THIS IS A ROLL
OF 24 EXPOSURES.
I HAVE 20 PICTURES HERE.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
[FLUSHING]
I GOT IT, MOM.
[KNOCK]
DORIAN?
SALLY...
WELL...
DO YOU LIVE HERE?
UH...
SALLY...
YOU'RE HENRY'S SON.
I'M HIS STEPSON.
UM...
[SIGHS]
BUT...
WELL, DO YOU--
DO YOU RECOGNIZE HER?
HOW COULD I?
ALL I CAN SEE BY THIS
IS SHE LOOKS LIKE A...
BIG BLACK ANT.
WELL, I CAN HAVE THESE
DEVELOPED FOR YOU, MOM.
[COUGHS]
UH, GOOD JOB.
SALLY!
GO AWAY!
LET ME TALK TO YOU.
I DIDN'T KNOW
UNTIL YESTERDAY
AT THE FUNERAL.
WELL, THAT WAS
REAL NICE OF YOU
TO LET ME GO ON AND ON
ABOUT HENRY
AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN HAVE
THE DECENCY TO STOP ME AND
TELL ME YOU WERE HIS STEPSON.
Dorian: IT'S NOT EASY
TO EXPLAIN.
OH, I UNDERSTAND.
YOU JUST WANTED
TO FIND OUT
WHAT KIND OF TRAMP--
NOW, THAT'S NOT IT
AT ALL.
WELL,
THEN WHAT IS IT?
SALLY...
ALL I CAN SAY IS...
THAT THIS IS A STRANGE
SITUATION FOR ME,
ESPECIALLY
SINCE I LIKE YOU.
I MEAN, I...
I REALLY, REALLY--
[THUD]
Man: WHEE-HA!
OH! HEY,
YOU WILY BASTARD!
I BAILED HIM
OUT TODAY.
IF HE JUMPS
HIS BOND AGAIN,
YOU GOT
MY PERMISSION
TO KILL HIM.
[RED CLEARS THROAT]
Red: COME ON IN THE HOUSE, SON.
COFFEE'S ON.
DON'T WORRY, BABY.
IT'LL BE OK.
OH, MAMA.
Red: HEY, NO OFFENSE,
THERE, CHIEF.
ABOUT THE LAST TIME
WE MET, YOU KNOW I GET
THAT LIQUOR IN ME AND...
MM-MM-MM.
OH, NO, SIR.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
SHIT! I KNEW I ONLY
HAD TO LIVE LONG ENOUGH
FOR SOMEBODY
TO CALL ME SIR.
DID YOU HEAR THAT, MABEL?
Mabel: DON'T
CUSS IN FRONT OF
THE YOUNGSTER, RED.
Red: HEY, BOY!
OK, SIR. LOOKS LIKE
IT'S GOING TO BE 4.59.
SALLY. I LOVE YOU.
WHY ARE YOU
DOING THIS, DORIAN?
I THINK YOU OUGHT
TO GO ON HOME.
[GIGGLES]
Red: WOMEN!
WELL, GOOD LUCK
TO YOU, CHIEF.
[DOOR CLOSES]
GOOD AFTERNOON.
HI.
Sally: DORIAN!
PREGNANT.
HELLO.
SALLY, THIS IS
MY BROTHER ANGUS.
THIS IS SALLY.
YES, I RECOGNIZE YOU
FROM THE BURGER-MATIC.
YEAH. YEAH, RIGHT.
HI.
Sally: WELL, I GUESS
YOU KNOW ABOUT ME.
[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]
LISTEN, I'M REAL SORRY
FOR ANY PAIN THAT
I CAUSED YOUR FAMILY...
AND MOST OF ALL, I JUST
WANT TO GET THE CHANCE
TO TELL YOUR MOTHER THAT...
AND THEN WE CAN ALL STOP
BOTHERING EACH OTHER.
WELL, UH...
HEY, HOW ABOUT
IF I BRING HER
BY SOMETIME?
Sally: WELL, YOU'RE BOTH
WELCOME ANYTIME...
AND I HOPE TO SEE YOU.
GOOD-BYE.
IT WAS NICE
TO MEET YOU, SALLY.
Sally: NICE
TO MEET YOU, TOO.
[SOFTLY]
YOU ARE SO SCREWED.
[GLASS SHATTERS]
[BEATRICE SHOUTING
HYSTERICALLY]
Dorian: MOM, MOM!
Beatrice: WHO ARE YOU?!
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!
Dorian: MOM, IF YOU
CAN JUST BE RATIONAL
FOR A SECOND.
Angus:
RATIONAL? RATIONAL?
LIKE RUBBING BACON
WITH THE GIRL THAT'S
CARRYING HENRY'S BABY?!
Dorian: I DIDN'T
RUB BACON WITH ANYBODY!
OW, OW, OW!
WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?
[CRYING]
OH!
WHAT? MOM?
MOM?
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU--
DON'T HURT MOM!
WHY? WHY, DORIAN?
DAMN CRAZY!
DORIAN!
[PLATE SHATTERS]
WHY WOULD YOU
DO THIS TO ME?
YOU WERE MY FAVORITE.
MOM, I'M ASKING YOU TO BE
UNDERSTANDING ABOUT THIS.
THIS GIRL SALLY,
SHE'S A GOOD PERSON.
SHE'D NEVER DO YOU HARM
ON PURPOSE.
YOU KNOW THAT. YOU HEARD HER.
SHE'D NEVER HURT THIS FAMILY.
Beatrice: DORIAN...
CAN YOU LEAVE US
ALONE, PLEASE?
[DOOR CLOSES]
ANGUS...
DO YOU REMEMBER
A LONG,
LONG TIME AGO...
OUR COUNTING GAME?
I HAD SUCH TERRIBLE
STOMACHACHES AFTER
YOUR FATHER LEFT US.
DEBILITATING--I'D BE
IN BED FOR DAYS.
WELL, SOON YOU
STARTED GETTING
STOMACHACHES, TOO.
WE HAD THEM TOGETHER.
DO YOU REMEMBER?
YEAH.
AND WHAT DID WE DECIDE
WAS THE ONLY THING
THAT COULD MAKE
THE STOMACHACHES STOP?
UH...
COUNTING.
Beatrice: THAT'S RIGHT.
COUNTING...
DISHES IN THE SINK,
RAISINS IN THE CEREAL.
Angus: STEPS
IN A SCHOOL BUS.
YOU REMEMBER
HOW UPSET WE'D GET
IF SOMEONE MADE US
LOSE OUR COUNT?
YEAH.
Beatrice: ANGUS...
I CAN FEEL IT.
OUR FAMILY'S
BREAKING APART AGAIN.
[CRYING]
MOM...
WHAT DID YOU MEAN
WHEN YOU SAID
DORIAN WAS
YOUR FAVORITE?
OH, ANGUS,
I LOVE YOU BOTH.
THE DIFFERENCE
IS THIS MUCH.
[DIALING TELEPHONE]
YES, MA'AM.
I NEED TO TALK
TO A DETECTIVE.
I CAN'T SPEAK UP.
I'M SORRY--
HEY, MAN.
[POUNDING]
[BARKS]
[RUFF]
* SUNSET LIGHTS THE SKY *
* BUT THERE'S A SHADOW
OVER ME *
STOP! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!
PLEASE. IT'S AN EMERGENCY.
PLEASE STOP.
GET AWAY!
HOLD IT!
I GOT TO GET
TO A HOSPITAL.
OH, HI, DORIAN.
COME ON IN.
OH, DORIAN,
NICE OF YOU
TO FINALLY JOIN US.
YOUR MOTHER AND I
HAVE BEEN TALKING,
AND SHE SEEMS
VERY UNDERSTANDING.
HOW COULD I NOT BE,
AFTER ALL WE'VE BOTH
BEEN THROUGH?
MOM!
RED, WHY DON'T YOU
OFFER THE MAN A DRINK?
HERE. YOU LOOK LIKE
YOU COULD USE A FEW
HOPS THERE, CHIEF.
WHERE'S ANGUS?
HE WENT TO GET ICE.
HE'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
HE WAS HERE?
OH, SURE. YOUR BROTHER
HAD US ALL IN STITCHES.
DIDN'T HE, RED?
RED? DIDN'T
HE, RED?
YEAH! THAT BOY
IS A CUT-UP!
HE WAS IN THE HOUSE?
ANGUS WAS IN THE HOUSE?
HE WENT TO USE
THE BATHROOM.
DORIAN?
WHAT IN THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
DO YOU HAVE GAS?
UH...
DO YOU HAVE GAS
IN THE HOUSE?
YEAH.
WHAT?!
SOMETIMES HE GETS
A LITTLE HIGH-STRUNG.
YOU'RE HIGH-STRUNG.
YOU ARE HIGH-STRUNG.
DORIAN, YOU'RE
SCARING US.
WHY ARE YOU ACTING
ALL NORMAL?
DORIAN, WHY DON'T YOU
JUST COME ON IN HERE
AND HAVE SOMETHING
TO EAT WITH US, NOW?
AFTER YOU WASH
YOUR HANDS.
THE FOOD.
POTATO SALAD? THAT'S
A NICE TOUCH, MOM.
THAT'S MY POTATO SALAD.
THAT LOOKS
REAL GOOD.
MABEL, MIND THE BOY.
SALLY, SHE'S NOT
WHO YOU THINK SHE IS.
HOLD IT, RED.
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
ME AND ANGUS
KILLED HIM.
WE KILLED HENRY.
ALL RIGHT?
ME AND ANGUS.
WE DID IT FOR MOM.
SHE WANTED HIM DEAD.
HENRY WAS HAVING
AN AFFAIR, AND SHE
WANTED HIM DEAD
AND WOULDN'T TAKE NO
FOR AN ANSWER.
WE CHASED HIM
IN THE CHOPPER,
SALLY.
YOU HEARD
THE WHOLE THING OVER
YOUR HEADPHONES.
I'M SORRY.
I JUST WANTED US
TO SCARE HIM.
I DIDN'T WANT--
I'M SORRY.
WHAT?
OH, DORIAN.
YOU'VE BEEN HAVING
THE NIGHTMARES AGAIN,
HAVEN'T YOU?
SALLY.
YOU DIDN'T KILL
ANYONE, HONEY.
HENRY DIED
OF A HEART ATTACK.
YOU'RE A GOOD PERSON.
MOM, YOU'RE A REAL
PIECE OF WORK,
YOU KNOW THAT?
WHERE'S ANGUS?
I DON'T KNOW.
SETTLE DOWN, NOW!
NO, DON'T
STRUGGLE, HONEY.
WE'RE GOING TO GET YOU
SOME PROFESSIONAL HELP.
YOU'RE A GOOD BOY,
JUST LIKE YOUR MAMA SAID.
[RUMBLING]
WHAT THE HELL
IS THAT?
BENNY! COME ON!
COME ON! RUN!
RED! RED!
RUN!
COME ON! COME ON!
Red: HEY! I'LL GET YOU,
YOU SON OF A BITCH!
YOU WANT TO RUN, HUH?
YOU WANT TO RUN?
WELL, WATCH YOUR HEAD!
AAH!
COME ON!
STAY WITH ME!
RUN! I'VE GOT YOU!
WHY IS HE
SHOOTING AT US?
[ENGINE CRANKING]
GET OVER, MA!
DORIAN, HE'S
GONE CRAZY.
YOU THINK?
YOU HAPPY NOW, MA?
WHAT DO YOU WANT--
OH!
[ENGINE STARTS]
DORIAN, STOP THE TRUCK
AND LET MOM OUT.
DORIAN, I SAID STOP
THE TRUCK AND LET MOM OUT
OF THE DAMN TRUCK.
IT'S TRUE.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
WHY DON'T YOU
TELL HER WHAT'S
GOING ON, MOM?
ME? WHAT?
TELL HER HOW YOU
FINALLY DROVE ANGUS
OVER THE EDGE.
ALL RIGHT, STOP THE TRUCK,
GOD DAMN IT!
YOU GAVE HENRY
A HEART ATTACK.
OH, GOD, DORIAN,
IT IS TRUE?
[CRYING]
OH, HENRY!
DAMN IT, DORIAN,
STOP THE TRUCK.
HOLD ON.
SHIT!
AAH!
I KNOW YOU HATE ME
NOW, AND I DON'T
BLAME YOU, SALLY.
OH, TAKE ME HOME!
LET ME OUT
OF THE TRUCK.
SEE, NOW'S NOT
THE BEST TIME.
JUST HOLD ON.
[SALLY CRIES OUT]
I'M TURNING
AROUND.
AH, SHIT!
DORIAN, DAMN IT!
AAH!
SHIT!
DORIAN, DO YOU REMEMBER
IN LAMAZE CLASS
HOW THEY SAID
THAT EXTREME STRESS...
[BREATHES OUT]
CAN BRING ON LABOR?
YOU--YOU TOOK HER
TO LAMAZE CLASS?
HOLD ON, SALLY.
WE'LL GET YOU
TO THE HOSPITAL.
DORIAN, DAMN IT!
[SALLY DOING
BREATHING EXERCISES]
[SALLY SCREAMS]
SHIT!
OH, DEAR.
ANGUS, ARE YOU
READING ME? ANGUS.
I'D APPRECIATE
A CLEAR SHOT HERE, DORIAN.
YOU AND MOM
GET OUT OF THE TRUCK.
WE'RE ALL STAYING
RIGHT HERE ANGUS.
WE GOT
A BABY COMING.
DORIAN, PUT MOM ON.
SAY SOMETHING
TO HIM.
TELL HIM HE DOESN'T
HAVE TO DO THIS.
ANGUS, WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
MOM, AREN'T YOU HAPPY?
AREN'T YOU HAPPY
NOW, MOM?
WHAT? WHAT?
[BREATHING]
ANGUS.
MOM.
WHAT'S HAPPENING
TO MY FAMILY?
Angus: DON'T CRY.
DON'T CRY, MOM.
I'LL MAKE IT BETTER.
ANGUS.
HEY!
DAMN IT!
I KNOW WHAT TO DO.
ANGUS, WE CAN
TALK ABOUT THIS.
WHAT IS SHE DOING?
TRYING TO
GET US KILLED.
DORIAN...
GET OUT OF THE TRUCK.
I'M NOT GOING
ANYWHERE, ANGUS.
DON'T YOU SEE
WHAT SHE'S DOING?
SHE'S USING YOU.
YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?
1...2...3...
[BEEPING]
STOP COUNTING.
JUST LOOK AT HER,
ANGUS. LOOK AT HER.
10...
DO YOU THINK THOSE
ARE REAL TEARS?
THAT'S EXACTLY
HOW SHE LOOKED
AT HENRY'S FUNERAL.
11...
12...13...
SHE'S ALWAYS MAKING
YOU FEEL LIKE CRAP.
YOU'RE BETTER
THAN THAT. YOU'RE...
15...16...
YOU KNOW?
A GOOD PERSON.
YOU'RE A GOOD
PERSON. YOU'RE
A PEOPLE PERSON.
20...21...
YOU'RE GOOD
AT A LOT OF STUFF.
ANGUS,
I'M YOUR BROTHER,
AND WE ARE FAMILY,
AND I LOVE YOU.
WHAT?
AND I'M HERE TO TELL YOU
YOU'RE NEVER GOING TO BE
ABLE TO MAKE MOM HAPPY,
NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.
33...
ANGUS.
34...35...
36...
38...
39...
40...41...
42...43...
44...45...
30--4O--
30...30...
[BEEPING]
WELL? I CERTAINLY
HOPE SOMEBODY
CAN EXPLAIN TO ME
EXACTLY WHAT
HAPPENED THERE.
WATCH YOUR TOES, MA.
* MAGIC *
[SALLY SCREAMING]
* WHEN 2 HEARTS
ARE CARING *
SIR, ARE YOU
THE FATHER-TO-BE?
NO!
THE FATHER-TO-BE
IS DEAD!
I'M THE STEPBROTHER
AND I'M ALSO THE
FATHER'S STEPSON,
BUT I'D LIKE TO BE
THE FATHER-TO-BE.
YOU CAN'T BE THE FATHER
AND THE BROTHER AT
THE SAME TIME.
THAT'S THE KIND OF THING
THAT MESSES KIDS UP.
THEN YOU'RE NOT
IMMEDIATE FAMILY.
I'M THE, UH,
LAMAZE PARTNER.
RIGHT, SALLY?
SALLY?
I'M SORRY, SIR.
PUT HER UP
ON THE TABLE.
HI. YOU
NEED TO TELL HER
TO RELAX HER JAW.
[SALLY SCREAMING
IN DISTANCE]
[MUMBLING]
TOP BEEF, TOP CHEESE...
SPECIAL SAUCE...
CHOPPED ONIONS...
DILL PICKLES, TOP BUN,
SLIDE IT IN...
BOTTOM BEEF,
BOTTOM CHEESE...
BOTTOM...
BOTTOM BUN--
SIR?
COME ON, SUIT UP.
SHE'S ASKING FOR YOU.
[TAPPING]
I'M YOUR BROTHER...DORIAN.
STEPBROTHER, ACTUALLY.
UH, TECHNICALLY, YOUR FATHER
WAS MARRIED TO MY MOTHER
AND HE'S ALSO MY STEPFATHER,
SO, YOU KNOW, I THINK WE'RE
PRETTY MUCH OK THERE.
NOW...
YOUR MOTHER WASN'T MARRIED
TO YOUR FATHER,
BUT YOUR FATHER WAS MARRIED
TO YOUR GRANDMOTHER.
UH, YEAH.
YOU PROBABLY WON'T BE SEEING
A LOT OF HER,
BUT I DO WANT YOU TO MEET ANGUS,
YOUR STEPBROTHER,
MY BROTHER.
HE'S GOT A SHORT COMMITMENT
TO THE STATE,
BUT THE MAIN THING...
BUT THE THING...
FAMILY'S THE THING.
YOU GOT THAT IN SPADES.
YOU GOT THE GREATEST MOTHER
IN THE WORLD.
AND WHATEVER
YOU WANT TO CALL ME,
I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT
I'LL ALWAYS BE THERE
FOR YOU, TOO.
UH...
YEAH.
I DON'T THINK
HE GOT ALL THAT.
WELL, WE'LL
MAKE SURE HE DOES.
* SHA-NANA NANA NANA *
* NANA NANA NANA NANA *
* SHA-NANA NANA NANA
* NANA NANA NANA NANA NA *
* RADIO SONG
PLAYING IN THE CAR *
* DON'T EVEN KNOW
WHERE WE ARE *
* I DON'T KNOW
THE TIME OF DAY *
* OR THE COLOR OF THE CLOTHES
I'M WEARING *
* WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT SKY? *
* PRETTY LITTLE STARS
TWINKLING FAR ABOVE IN HEAVEN *
* THEY SORT OF MAKE ME FEEL
LIKE DANCING OUT HERE
IN THE MOONLIGHT *
* BUT THIS LITTLE GIRL *
* SHE'S SO SHY *
* SHE WON'T EVEN LOOK UP *
* INTO THE SKY *
* BUT THE SHINY STARS,
GUIDING STARS *
* POINTING THE WAY
TO THE HEAVEN OF MY HEART *
* GUIDING STARS POINTING THE WAY
TO THE HEAVEN OF MY *
* HEAVEN OF MY HEART *
[DIFFERENT SONG]
* SUNSET LIGHTS THE SKY *
* BUT THERE'S A SHADOW
OVER ME *
* BLACK CLOUDS IN THE EAST *
* AND THERE'S A TWISTER
UNDER ME *
* A FIRE-BREATHING WIND
SINGED MY HAIR *
* BUT THERE'S
NO ONE TO BE SEEN *
* COMIN' OUT
OF MY REAR VIEW MIRROR
IS OLD SLY SATAN'S LIMOUSINE *
* YOU SELL YOUR SOUL
TO THE DEVIL *
* HE'LL GIVE YOU EVERYTHING
YOU SEE *
* WHEN THE DEVIL
COMES COLLECTIN' *
* YOU'RE GONNA BE PAYIN'
FOR ETERNITY *
* THE DEVIL'S CHASIN' ME *
* THE DEVIL'S CHASIN' ME *
* DEVIL,
ROLL YOUR WINDOW DOWN *
* AND LOOK ME IN THE EYE *
* NO, I DID NOT
MAKE NO DEAL *
* SO DON'T WAIT
FOR ME TO DIE *
* HE'S GOT
A RED-AND-BLACK TUXEDO *
* HE'S GOT HAIR
AROUND DOWN TO HIS KNEE *
* HE'S GOT A FIRE-BREATHING
DEMON DRIVER *
* WHO LAUGHS SATANICALLY *
* HE'S GOT A BLACK GOATEE,
HARDLY NO TEETH *
* AND A RATTLESNAKE
ON HIS SLEEVE *
* HE'S GOT BLOOD-RED BOOTS
WITH DIAMOND STUDS *
* AND A SMILE
MEANT TO DECEIVE *
* THE DEVIL'S CHASIN' ME *
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