Poor Boy (2018) - full transcript
Poor Boy centers on two families whose lives become mysteriously linked by events that occurred seven years earlier. "As they experience loss, longing, belief, love, and hope, their ...
♪ Ominous bass music begins
♪ Bass music swells
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Leighann: Ah, fucking monster!
Prickface: Stop stop!
Vernon: Hey storky,
get her out of there.
Get that thing she's
smashing it with!
Stork: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
All right.
Vernon: You! Get down here. Come
here, smoky. Get over here.
Get over here where I can see you.
Come here.
Vernon: How's it going today?
Prickface: Ah, man pretty good.
Yeah?
Prickface: Mm-hmm.
Vernon: What you boys been doing?
Come here.
What you boys been doing?
Prickface: Nothing, man. Just
been junkin' and tapin'.
Vernon: You been junkin'?
Prickface: Yeah, and
he's been tapin'.
Vernon: Yeah. You been
tapin' all right.
Prickface: Mm-hmm.
Come on.
Prickface: Man, damn,
you seen that?
She just smashed my truck.
You seen that?
Yeah. She just smashed it
right now with that hammer?
Prickface: Yeah. I got
to sell that truck.
I gotta that money,
horn button...
Leighann: Piece of shit!
Asshole!
- Come on, stork hold onto her.
- Asshole. You fucking...
Stork: Jesus.
Vernon: Let's have a seat over here.
Sit down. You too.
Stork: We done? Let's get you up.
Come on.
Leighann: Don't fucking touch me!
Don't fucking touch me.
Vernon: Take a seat. Sit down. Now,
I understand you're having some
kind of dispute. What were you
having a fight or something?
Prickface: Oh, no, man.
I ain't fighting.
She's just... she's bat crazy.
I don't know.
Vernon: Why don't you tell
me about what happened?
Leighann: He stole my motherfucking
lawnmower is what happened.
Vernon: Alright, ma'am, I'm asking
the questions here, all right?
I will take care of this.
You stole that
lawnmower because...
Not... stork, get
her out of here.
Get her away from here
and get her calm.
Leighann: I gotta be at
work right fucking now.
Stork: I know. Let's just...
Let's breathe and talk.
Leighann: Don't fucking touch me.
All right.
Vernon: Where'd you pick
up the physical lawnmower?
We went over there, down there
that way by the, by the pawn
shop down there. I don't know the name.
The one with the,
uh, the gold, uh...
Poor boy: Them gold wolves.
Prickface: Yeah.
The gold wolves.
Vernon: If you paid for it, then
how come you were gonna unload it?
Prickface: When?
Vernon: When we pulled
up, she's screaming
"you stole my lawnmower," right?
Leighann: They stole
my lawnmower.
Vernon: We pulled up, you were
over there trying to unload it.
Why would you do that
if you paid for it?
You see what I'm saying?
Yeah. But it's on account of
her saying it was her dang
lawnmower. She said she was
gonna give me $200 for it, so I
don't know. I was just gonna let
it off, and I'll be a nice guy
and let her buy it back, but
then she crazy came, following
me, hollering. Crazy. Sayin it's
her dang lawnmower, and I...
You're gonna call
me fucking crazy?
She your girlfriend?
Yeah, sometimes.
I ain't his girlfriend.
He be over at my place...
Y'all live together?
I ain't your girlfriend.
I sometimes go and live
at her sister's, yeah.
He ain't live with me! You
know you don't live with me.
Ma'am?
I let him stay out back in the
shed once he done work with me...
All right. I'm gonna find that out.
I swear to god...
I swear I will
take care of this.
He don't fucking live with me.
He's a fucking liar!
What I'm trying to see, where
you bought that lawnmower at?
Down the road from where
she's talking about.
Where at though? Some guy was
just driving down the road and
said, "hey y'all wanna
buy my lawnmower?"
No. Not like that. Just, uh, he
got a hold of it or something.
I don't know.
God damn it, tell me where you
got the god damn lawnmower!
Out... out of a driveway.
Out of a driveway.
Out of a driveway?
Yeah. I didn't steal
nothing, officer.
Leighann: That's what you're gonna say?
That's what you're gonna fucking
say? Oh, I can't wait till I
tell Reggie this shit. I'm gonna
tell Reggie about all this silly shit,
and you fucking up... All right.
You're gonna fucking die.
You're gonna...
Vernon: I'm gonna
take care of it.
Vernon: If anybody's gonna beat the
shit out of him, it's gonna be me,
you understand that?
Jesus Christ.
Stork: Where's he going? Hey!
Stork, let him go, I know him.
Oh, god damn it, stork. I know
the kid. I know where he lives.
Why don't you take a calm down?
Why don't you take a calm down?
Everybody just take a
breather, all right?
Leighann: Move your
ass, you fucking snake.
Vernon: What are you doing?
Fuck yourself.
She's driving away.
All right, all right. Let's
just press pause here, okay?
Prickface: Okay.
Partner? Let's try
to figure this out.
Maybe there's something else.
You know, maybe there is.
Could be.
Yeah, like what else?
Could be maybe we saw
some other guys.
Well, that's... That's what I
said from the beginning, man.
Them other guys down at
that bar down there.
- Yeah. Baldheaded, stocky.
- Yeah.
Some kind of Mexican. Yeah.
I'll tell you what, partner, you
give me the line on that game on
Saturday, and I maybe could've
seen them other guys.
You mean the... The
volleyball game?
Yeah. The girls.
Yeah. Yeah, all right. Then...
Then you could've
seen them other guys?
Then maybe I could've.
It was the dunes. The dunes.
They're gonna be given six.
That's what I heard anyway,
down the grapevine.
All right. Well, y'all
have a good day now.
Stay out of trouble.
Get your ass over in the car, man.
You're embarrassing me.
Piece of shit car.
Stork: I told her not
to drive off, you know?
Dunes by six.
♪ Light suspense music
Narration: Brothers.
These two boys of mine.
When they were small I told
them you can be anything.
Cowboys. Kings.
Don't be afraid. Some
things is mysteries.
♪ Ominous oriental music
the world is strange and
there is pain all around.
♪ melancholy
instrumental music
like what you see in
nightmares and in dreams.
Stick together. You gotta help each other.
You gotta hustle.
Hustle, hustle, hustle. You
hustle for love, you go out
junkin' and tapin', but
it's all for love.
You kick up a ruckus
round and round,
you get rivered in the dunes.
Prickface: Make a decision yet?
Miranda: So if we lose the
game, you give us the tickets?
And a party at the sand race.
You take a fall on Saturday.
What the fuck, prickface?
Wow, crazy.
This is such bullshit.
Don't call me that now, okay?
What do we have to do?
You just back off after the rally.
You can win one set,
but then just back off.
♪ Bell chime music
I don't know, it could
be something to do.
Narration: Most
things you'll lose.
♪ Music intensifies
they'll slip away, and
it's just time working.
Pictures, postcards, girls, money.
You know, I heard a guy
say once "I'm just having a bad
life, but it'll be over soon."
I like that. I like that.
I like these places.
Prickface: Oooh,
oh, oooh, oh, ooooooooh
♪ instrumental music
Narration: Sometimes the land talks.
Mountains disappear.
I've heard the spirits.
They hide out in the bodies
of rabbits and the snakes.
Yeah. The desert's nice
this time of year.
Poor boy: You had twenty-seven
brothers and thirty-eight sisters.
♪ Tribal instrumental music
I love you, baby rabbit.
♪ Fire crackling
your family is so proud of you.
Sometimes you get lost from
your mom and your dad.
Sometimes when you get ate,
you become food for the next
generation. You made a
gift for your family.
You go back to the fire, rabbit.
You let that fire eat you, rabbit.
God, I love you.
♪ Music ends
Prickface: Hey, cut the engine!
Cut... Hey! Cut the engine!
Cut the engine, I'm talking at you.
Man, my feelings are hurt.
Cut the engine.
Poor boy: I can't hear you.
Cut the engine! My...
You're hurting my feelings.
I was talking at you. Leighann
is pretty pissed on the
lawnmower deal. I might need
to stay here for a bit.
She changed the lock
on the fucking shed.
Take that window cushion
in the kitchen.
I don't use it for
nothing but naps.
Yeah. I, I brought this deluxe
sega setup too, so it's the
perfect system for us, brother.
That boat's a bit whopperjawed
but, you know, it's all right.
We'll have a killer camp out.
We'll talk back to the water
and sail on to California.
All you got to do is lock in
them chain cattle pinwheel parts
and things, the gabs.
We gotta hustle us up some
mean cash, boy. Get paid.
Okay.
Prickface: She in there? Lisa!
Lisa: What?
Prickface: You know you didn't win.
Come on, why else are we here?
We can collect some more bets
but, I mean, you gotta pay up,
baby. And this time it's...
It's the real money.
Lisa: All of it? How much?
Okay. Hey, how much she owe?
Poor boy: Sixty-eight.
Prickface: Sixty-eight.
Lisa: Oh, shit.
Yeah, man. That's all of it.
That's probably all of it. You
should just give it here.
Lisa: Okay.
Prickface: Thanks, baby.
Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
Lisa: Okay.
♪ Distant children's music
Mrs. Waxman: That voodoo jungle
oil froze up the sink again.
Have a look for me, will you?
Lose the shirt.
You're a beautiful
animal, you know that?
Oooh, look at you.
My darling rascal.
How's your little brother?
He's okay. He has
some girl trouble.
I gotta take him on the
boat for a minute.
Hmm...
I can't keep you on
the boat anymore.
This pension payment I got,
it's, it's, it's just a
little nothing. It's not enough.
I think I'm moving to Phoenix
with Billie. Her sister's a
flight attendant over there
and she's really into cage fighting.
It makes her horny.
So, don't worry. I'll
give you the number.
You wanna buy the boat?
I can sell it to you.
I don't got no boat money.
Yeah. That's a sorry thing. Bank
man gonna come get the boat.
Sorry, rascal.
Prickface: Waxman is a
crazy lesbian, man.
She don't know about banks or boats.
She probably just goes to
parades all the time.
Nobody can take the boat.
We live on a boat. We
can move the boat.
Poor boy: If anyone comes for
the boat, I'll hurt them.
Prickface: Yeah, brother. I'll kill
them too. Just let me think for a
second. Pass me that
mash-knocker over there.
You know any Indians? Like desert Indians.
Real Indians.
When I did my long
weekend in tent city,
I heard about one way. A guy
inside called Jerry Vaughn.
He schooled me on it. Man, smart guy.
Good guy. Landscaper guy.
You know what he did? He duct
taped his arm to a cottonwood
tree and cut off his hand with a chainsaw.
Insurance money.
He's always on the scene
with them fast track ideas.
Jerry ideas. Slip and fall
in a grocery store ideas.
Get for a cash settlement.
Man, he taught me how to have
no worries. How to get taken care of.
Man, listen.
We do this right, our family
ain't gotta work no more.
We just drive around
in new lincolns.
Damn, Jerry taught me up good.
Here it is.
If you marry an Indian girl, her
daddy's gotta pay you the big
money. It's called a dowry
prize or some shit.
It's the Indian way. I don't
exactly know how much it is but,
sure enough to buy
the dang boat.
Can you get a girl pregnant?
I don't think I ever have.
You gotta lie to them a little bit.
You gotta talk about
danger. They love that. Then
you can get them pregnant.
But no more choking the chicken.
You gotta save up that good
juice. You gotta save it up
nice so there's a lot of it.
Then you let go inside her.
Get an Indian girl. You put a baby in her.
Get that daddy
Indian cash, we buy out the
bank, we tow it back to the
water, and we sail to Cali.
This is the long play, brother.
This is it now. Mm.
This is gonna be my last job.
You sure you don't
know any Indians?
Prickface: Damn you look good, brother.
Real good. You look sharp.
Let's do this.
Hey! Oh, shit.
♪ Distant country music
Jackie: Hey, prickface.
Hey, how's it looking
in there, Jackie?
Oh, it looks all right.
Leighann's not in there is she?
No, I haven't seen her.
Y'all break up?
No.
Oh, ten dollar cover.
What?
Oh, yeah. They got on
me about it last week.
Come on, man. Jackie, didn't
I get your nephew that car?
Oh, yeah, you did. It's
still ten dollars.
Damn. Did I not steal that
fucking hatchback for your
nephew right out of
some cunt's driveway?
Yeah, that's great man. Oh, he
loves that car. He drove it to
Utah and back.
Then what the fuck, Jackie?
It's just ten dollars.
All right. Five and five
for the both of us, right?
Uh, no. Ten each.
Who all you got in there you
gonna scrape me
for twenty bucks?
Listen, man, if it was up
to me, I'd let you both in.
You know that.
- Oh, hey. Hey. Hey, girls.
- What the fuck is that shit?
I'll tell you what. You come
back with some nice girls,
I don't have to charge you.
This is not kind Jackie.
This is not friendly.
I'm your friend prickface.
Don't call me that now, and no
you ain't not. That was a real
nice thing I did. That
hatchback's real clean. It's got
that clean leather interior
and a disc player.
Hey, I heard you trapped one
of them punkass sandcats?
Poor boy: Yeah, I got one.
Hey, do me a favor and just
stay out of this for a second.
What do you think of
these boots right here?
You goddamn...
You got me. Jackie, you fuck.
You let me go there.
Jackie, that is
not kind, Jackie.
Tap out!
Sammy, you stay out of this.
I'm gonna get, Jackie,
I'm gonna kill you.
♪ Quirky comical music
there's way more girls in the
Internet than in the club.
Horny lonely ones. I got a
killer new idea anyway.
Watch this.
Girl: You like my belly ring?
♪ Quirky music intensifies
upbeat tribal music
♪ orchestra instrumental music
♪ upbeat tribal music
Poor boy: I don't even know
where the Internet is.
That there, about right that way.
There she blows.
♪ Upbeat tribal music
Do I reroute it?
It's like walking a dog.
Hey, damn, look at this.
That's my old glove. Don't
you put your hand in it.
There could be scorpions.
Watch out.
♪ Upbeat tribal music
woah, woah. Woah, woah, woah.
You're gonna have
good fast Internet.
Bring that on in here. Perfect.
♪ Music intensifies
Yeah.
Mm. It's like a song.
Like satellites talking
to satellites and just digitally
transferring all this different
language robots information
straight into our brains.
We're gonna find you so many pussies.
Real long hair pussy.
Poor boy: Cat attack pussy.
Catatonic pussy. Citizen, citizen pussy.
Old, old, old
person pussy. What is it?
Cit... Senior citizen.
Mangled arm in the
machine pussy.
Always on the scene pussy.
Little snack pussy.
Heart attack pussy.
Where you at pussy. Ho!
Macaroni and cheese pussy.
Floppy pussy.
Inserted pussy.
Disc error pussy. Put it up.
Oh, yeah.
I think I should try some
different clothes or something.
Yeah. I think you should
take off your shirt.
Just like this?
Uh-huh. But not just like
that, with the muscles.
Yeah, it's like you're killing it.
Uh-huh. Oh, that's good.
All right. No more saw. Yeah.
It's like I put down the saw and
now I'm tired. It's all in a
day's work for me. Not exactly.
Boy, oh boy, oh boy, they're
gonna shit themselves.
Put your tongue
back in your mouth.
Just to show that I
know how to cook.
Okay. Oh, you look like
a champion winner.
Oh shit. That was it.
That was beautiful.
I could do this for a living.
What do you like? You like tiny?
Skinny? You want busty? Bigger ones?
Thicker ones?
Yeah. Yeah, thick ones.
You know, I'm gonna go with
saying all sizes 'cause we're
not really in a position to
discriminate right now, but
gotta be Indian though.
Gotta find a casino Indian.
There's a lot of them around here.
Good lord, Indians are so
fucking rich. Hmmmmmmm.
Woman: May I help you?
It's missin' somethin'.
How 'bout this?
You like that quote I gave you?
It's like your slogan.
♪ Hopeful instrumental music
Sunshine.
Coach: Put your legs into it. Yeah.
Keep your eye on the ball.
Eye on the ball, Miranda.
Poor boy: All right.
Prickface: Hey there Roscoe Joe.
How you doing today, motherfucker?
Roscoe: Shit.
Oh, no long faces now, boys.
Sometimes my dogs don't hunt.
That's life. Your girls did
real good this week, Roscoe.
Damn shame they let it all
slip away at the last minute.
Roscoe: Damn, I don't
got cash on me.
Poor boy: How you boys
fixed for phones?
Jackie: I got a telephone.
No, high definition phones.
Like phones you make
movies with, Jackie.
I got videos on my phone.
No, you don't, Jackie.
You don't got shit.
You got some bullshit. These
are new phones. These are
just come out on the Internet phones.
Real phones.
Nice phones. Big ass phone.
Hd flagship phones.
What about vapes?
Stork, you vape?
Stork: Man I can't even breathe.
Just got my fresh imports
in from Raul in boca raton.
Got all the hot new flavors.
Some sweet custom mods too.
Creamy dreamy. Amanda panda bear.
Raptor attack. Winnebago
window. Lemon lime.
Window gigglers.
Roscoe: You been taking action
for my girls at durango?
Oh, yeah we got that.
Alright. Playing off-site at a
city field, small time court.
My girls can run it.
Put me and stork down
for double or nothing.
Stork's in the hole.
Oh. Well, shit.
Take the bet prickface.
You know, I don't
like that name.
Don't think I give
a shit, prickface.
♪ Supsensful instrumental music
well, put him down. Put it down.
Nice doing business with
you folks in here. You know, uh,
stork, the next time you don't
pay us what's gonna happen, you
know what, Sammy, show him!
Jackie: Get him. Get
those motherfuckers.
Man: Fuckers.
Man: Get in.
Prickface: There
was a girl, cute as can be.
Poor boy: Okay,
brother, hit the ball.
Angel dipped
in chocolate shake.
Hit the rock. Hit
the rock, brother.
Her name was written
in the stars, but just
one problem did I hars.
Yeah!
It ain't gonna
suck itself, girl,
man: Two to one. Two to one.
No it ain't
gonna suck itself.
Two to one.
Never gonna
suck itself, girl,
no it ain't gonna suck itself.
Two to one.
One time I tried to
make it suck itself, but it
ain't gonna suck itself.
- Unhunh, straight for Jesus.
- Straight for him.
♪ Ominous tribal music
Chilson: I need to find the area of
the lake where all the boats are.
I'm looking for these
guys, friends of mine.
They live on a boat on the lake.
School zone: You want spring
break, I'll set it up for you.
No. That's not what I want.
You're gonna scream.
Um, is there somebody else back
there that I could talk to?
Are you gonna need these rooms?
Are these questions?
Yes. Yes, I need a room.
Do you have a map?
What's that thing?
That's my radio records, am/fm.
Yeah, I record everything.
Yeah, I like recording.
It's fun.
Did you just take
a picture of me?
Yeah, I don't know who you are.
Where's the chamber of commerce?
What about the chamber of commerce?
Hmm?
That doesn't exist... Here.
You need to rent a car.
I don't need a car.
Yeah, you do. I'll sell you a
car and I'll make you scream.
No, no. I can't buy a car.
Yeah, you can. You can buy a car.
You can buy my car.
Full car. Nine hundred bucks.
What is wrong with you?
Nothing. I'm the most normal
person in this place. Just hold
on second, I have to see this guy.
You, you don't move.
♪ String suspense music
Prickface: Willy bought her a horse but
it ran away. He's super pissed off.
He wants to hunt her down.
Poor boy: I fucking hate abobo.
I want to fight him.
Prickface: Hold on, Jimmy. Maybe
there's another way to clear Marion's
horse debt. Let's chill out and think.
I think that's when we
cut, we do a barrel rolling sequence.
We light him on fire
and send him right into the canyon.
Keeter, you still owe me
twenty bucks on that Xbox.
You're late, man.
School zone: We got news.
Sit down.
There's this old woman looking for you.
Looks like a snoop.
What old woman?
I don't know, man. She
came by the hotel.
What she look like?
Like an old snoop, dirty snoop.
What she want?
She wants the boat.
Marky: But she don't
know it don't work.
Man, damn marky
shut the fuck up.
I think we need a plan.
Was she looking dangerous?
Yeah.
How'd you get all this?
I texted you her picture.
I got a lot of phones, guys.
Did she look bank serious?
Yeah, but I sent her sideways.
Marky: What, what is, what is
it you all are doing in here?
We, were making a, a... In
the middle of making an
action movie, marky. It's a
thriller about my life called
"double dragons:
Fuck off & die."
Uh, you got a part
in there for me?
Keeter: Hey you wanna see...
Horse?
Keeter, I want my
twenty dollars.
♪ Deep instrumental music
♪ Music softens out
leighann: Uh, this is leighann, leave
a message after the beep. Beep.
Ah, I got you! Now for the beep.
Leighann, call the snake
charmer now. Bye.
Leighann's just probably trying
to call my other phones.
This broad, be vigilant.
You see her, you just run.
Don't try to fight her. She
comes around from the bank with
papers she's gonna try for the boat.
Now, you don't take no
papers from her. She's got to
actually give you the papers, so
you just don't take nothing. You just run.
You know I thought I
saw daddy? This one time when I
was out lookin for California.
Buddy of mine had some washers
and dryers he was trying
to move. Went out dancing, drinking.
God, we smoked
something. And this guy at the
club, right, he's looking at
me all mean, and I'm like what?
And he's like, what?
So I'm like, all right. Okay. So
we go outside, right, to have a
fight. I put them up, and it's
like I'm dancing in the fucking
mirror. I'm like, do I know you
from someplace? He's like,
do I know you from someplace?
And I'm cocked back, right,
like, ready to throw down, and
he looks me square in the eyes,
stone cold, and goes,
am I your daddy?
I'm like, am I your son?
Just, shit, I just
hugged him right there.
I said, daddy griggs. He goes, who?
So I fucking upper
cutted him three times. He got
taken away 'cause it turns out
he was no relation at all. But
it goes to show you, some people
are out there. You
might know them.
Excuse me. Excuse me. My brother
needs some help over there.
Over there, my
brother right there.
I wanna know if this would come
in, like, a neon red color.
You got the red gold?
Worker: Yeah.
The red gold. You got
the purple gold too?
Security guard: Hey, sir.
Excuse me, sir. Hey!
♪ Upbeat instrumental jazz music
hey! Hey! Hey, get back here!
♪ upbeat
jazz continues
excuse me! Excuse me.
Hey, I've got one of those.
Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Stop!
Hey!
♪ Jazz music slows
You sit tight brother.
Just whistle right here.
We're good now.
You remember anything
from when we was little?
Unh-unh.
I mean, I don't remember
much, but you was older.
Remember back when we was on the
island and we was kings, that's
you and me and daddy. We were
just singing, laughing together.
That was good times.
All right, big brother, I
think the coast is clear.
♪ Tropical instrumental music
video game: Search
for the key glyph.
Computer: You've got mail.
Oh, boy. We snagged us one.
Big fish. Indian girl.
Found a little Indian girl.
Found a little Indian girl.
Hey, ravenblanket.
♪ Synthesized jazz music
Cynthia: I like your dating pictures.
You look nice. Fit.
There's so many kawasaki
douchebags on these dating
sites. Chat roulette and shit.
All these guys tugging at their
hog dogs. Whatever. Sad face for that man.
You look pretty good
though. Pretty fit. I bet you can hit it.
I mean, no bullshit,
that's why we're here right?
To make it good and shit.
I can make anything. I made a
bomb, blew off my back door.
You're fucking funny. We had a
yard cat once. Me and my ex.
She didn't have a tail. I think
one day an owl came down and
whoop and got her.
I raced bulls.
You wanna see something?
Come here.
Those scars are from bulls.
Wow. Far out America.
♪ quirky string music
I'm sorry. God. You smoke?
I got pretty faded
last night and this
bird hair is in my throat.
I found a bird in a bobcat's throat once.
Cut off its head
and pulled that bird right out.
I'm real good with my
hands. I can catch all kinds
of rabbits, bobcats, sandcats.
You caught a fucking bobcat?
It's real dangerous.
Far out.
♪ Instrumental string music
♪ string music increases
♪ drum music builds
♪ Piano music joins
♪ Powerful instrumental music
♪ Powerful music softens
Miranda: Forty-eight's...
Woman: Have a good night.
Oh, I will. You take a little
longer next time though, okay?
All right. All right. You
act like you're working.
Uh-oh, who brought the beer?
Here, cheers.
Cheers, girls.
To the party at the sand drags.
To the party at the sand drag.
What did I promise you?
What did I promise you?
powerful instrumental music
prickface: Go Jackie boy, go!
Rock the ship!
It's a strange thing to
be an Indian and all.
Cynthia: I'm not Indian, my
family's Indian. I'm adopted.
Oh, does that make a difference?
♪ Heavy piano and violin music
- You having fun?
- Yeah.
Come on girl.
♪ Instrumental music continues
♪ Instrumental music builds
Prickface: Oh baby, you know what
I'd really like? I kinda wanna eat
your pussy out right now. Like real bad.
Get that shit fucked.
♪ Dramatic music beat
♪ Drums beating
Prickface: Hey. What?
Girl: Get out of here.
Whatever. Whatever, Sammy.
♪ Music heightens
What the fuck happened? I don't
even know what happened.
It was a... Catfight. Catfight.
Somebody's gotta hit me.
Where'd that asshole go?
♪ String music heightens
school zone:
♪ Dramatic string music
♪ Music ends suddenly
School zone: You make
money on the birds?
Prickface: Oh, yeah. Yeah,
that cock did us good.
Prickface: Okay, let's fuck their shit up.
Hey! Well, you can just do it
yourself, I guess, you fucking asshole.
You must've forgot we
were brothers or something.
♪ Upbeat action music
Woo-hoo!
Jackie: They call this the math.
The desert math.
Man: Desert math.
Roscoe: Desert math.
Jackie: Desert math. Real math.
Man: Real math
Jackie: Desert math. Real math.
Jackie and Roscoe: Desert math.
Both: Real math.
So yeah, got that now.
Chilson: You're the,
uh, the boat boys?
Roscoe: He is.
Chilson: Uh, the taxi driver, neon
motel guy said I could pay you.
Do a recon. I need to, I need
to reconnoiter the lake, find
these boys, um, catch and find.
How 'bout it, boat boys?
Y'all gonna be my boat boys?
♪ Action mystery music
♪ Music deepens
Prickface: Stay here.
♪ Synthetic suspense music
Drime: I got that same shirt.
♪ Looming suspense music
♪ Suspense music deepens
prickface: We did
good on the birds.
Queen blythe: Looks that way.
Prickface: Are you coming by to
make a pick up today or what?
You all should come to
the islands with me.
You could just give me what's
inside that safe right there.
Just give us Reggie's money right now.
We all sail to
California. Where is Reggie anyway?
He at his big mansion?
♪ Suspense music deepens further
are you fighting today?
Oh, yeah, I'm ready to go.
I'm looking good.
No. Him.
My brother? No. He, he
ain't ready to fight.
No. He's all mommucked,
but, but I was gonna fight.
I'm ready. I wanna get dark. Oh.
Queen blythe: Do you
wanna fight, boy?
He fights and wins, you can
keep all the bird money.
He loses, and I take
the whole back.
♪ Intriguing mystery music
Uh, all right. Let's gamble.
Man: Hit him!
Prickface: I had that hatchback deal.
You didn't have to run out
there and cut me off like that.
Poor boy: I know that.
Drime: Move away. Until people
place their bets. Back away. Away.
Three to one on the
baldy right there.
You got the gay one and the bald one.
We got,
uh, three to one on the gay one?
Crowd guy: Sure.
Three to one on the gay one?
What you want?
Cynthia: Oh, what,
girls can't bet?
Three to one. Who do you want?
Who do you want?
Bald guy, gay guy.
Bald guy, gay guy.
All right, let's hook them up.
All right.
Come on, big boy!
Yeah, go Sammy!
Put the stick down. Throw the stick.
Come here. Hands out.
Hands out. Where's the queen?
Bow to the queen.
Bow to the queen.
Shake hands.
Gay guy: That's nice. Get
the fuck outta here.
Oh, shit, you fucker.
Gay guy: I know who the fuck you are.
I know you. I know
you and your brother. Come on.
Isn't that him right there?
I heard he likes boys. He likes this.
He likes this.
Shit, huh. What are you doing?
You dancing?
Cynthia: Kick his fucking ass.
Gay guy: Come on. Im gonna just stand
here and wait for you. Come on!
Eat it! Eat it. Come on.
For god sakes, don't kill him.
Don't kill him. Don't
fucking kill him.
Gay guy: Fucking standing around.
Are you gonna dance all day?
What is this? What the fuck is this?
Come on.
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh! Oh!
Ah, ah! Yeah!
♪ Slow instrumental music
Narration: Hmmm. Oh. Let's see.
I raised the boys on
the water and, uh,
we had this island in currytuck county.
We had the whole island
to ourselves. We was kings. She,
she had gone off and, uh, I had
to go, you know.
I met these girls, these
pretty girls, and a
dancing bear, and it was some,
some questionable circumstances.
Oh, man. But I took care of
business, you know? I took care
of business. At least I was good
at something, fast at something.
Feeling good about that.
You see, the world
can't understand.
Um, I gotta just find someplace else.
Someplace different. Maybe
I'll go to a different
desert somewhere.
Yeah.
And then I can just stay the
hell out of my own way,
it might turn out all right.
Yeah. And then if I can just
stay the hell out of my own
way, it might turn out all right.
Yeah.
And then if I can just stay...
♪ Ominous string music
chilson: Where are you guys?
♪ Ominous string music fades
Jackie: And we know that jackass
did it because he told me at the
club he was gonna do it.
Told me right in my face.
Roscoe: Yeah, he told him right
to his face, vern. He said,
"I'm gonna fuck up that Honda."
Right to my face.
Stork: It was a sweet
little hatchback, vern.
Jackie: He wrote f-u-c-k-a-r.
Spells fuck car.
Roscoe: Yeah. He flies off the
handle with me, I'll tag him out.
Ball game over.
Oh, you gonna tag
him out, Roscoe?
Yeah, I'll tag him out.
I'll tag his ass out.
Goddamn. Roscoe's
gonna tag him out.
Yeah, I'll tag him out.
I'm gonna tag him out.
Good lord, man. You know
what you should do?
What?
Shut the fuck up. All y'all.
Shut your goddamn mouths. You're
embarrassing yourselves. You
screwed with snakes and now
you're sick. Snakebit and sick.
Now, you bring in these two
twisted roustabouts, and you
make money with them, but then
you get burned and banged and
come crying to vern. Now, the
way I see it, there's two kinds
of help I can give. The first
kind is gonna take all sorts of
time and legality and probably
result in Jack shit.
And then, well, there's
the second kind.
Now, usually with these vagabond
fuckers, that second kind of
help is the only kind
they understand.
Roscoe: Oh, they're
real fuckers, vern.
Jackie: Two big jackass fuckers.
You want to send a message to fuckers?
There's only way to
send a message to fuckers.
Sand dune fuckers.
Two big snake fuckers.
Fuck yeah.
You want to send a
message to fuckers,
you put them through a car wash.
You want to cure those fuckers?
Take them for a joy ride.
Ha. Pick that up.
Roscoe: What's he mean by joy ride?
I don't really know what...
Who's got my fucking keys?
♪ Slow jazz music
poor boy: You like being Indian?
Cynthia: Well, it's hard to, like,
put into words exactly. It's like,
it's like looking at a deer, a
pack of deer in your yards.
When you see it, it looks tight,
right, like it looks good, like,
damn, look at all those deer
just laying back in the sun and
shit. It looks beautiful. You
want to be a part of it. You
want to like get in there and
lay hard too, but like, as soon
as you go out there to get with
those deer, you spook them off.
Basically we're just poor and
free, man, recluse as they come.
My family, I don't know. Maybe
they're different, or maybe they
just talked to god and god said,
hey, let this one in. Because my
mom, my real mom, she... I
don't know, so they just took
care of me. She couldn't.
You wanna meet my dad?
I'd like that.
♪ Jazz music with drums
prickface: What's up, sugartits? You
know, something? This might be a place
that we could film
"double dragons."
Cincinnati: You can't
film nothing here.
What?
I'm telling your friend you
can't film nothing here.
Yeah, okay.
School zone: It's
just an action movie.
Cincinnati: Give me the camera.
Prickface: What?
Cincinnati: I'm coming
for the camera.
I gotta talk to you.
Yeah, give me a minute...
Honey, everything okay?
Woman: Yes.
♪ Fast drum action music
I gotta talk to you.
♪ Same music muffled
I gotta marry your daughter.
My daughter?
Yes, sir.
Cynthia? That girl out there?
Yes, sir. Her.
She know you?
Sure. She's my girl.
No shit?
I'm gonna take her
to California.
You and Cynthia?
And my brother.
She know you're asking this?
Didn't know till just now tonight.
Don't make plans much.
Yeah, but you got ambition.
Shit... here.
Take some daddy fire.
Basically kill you.
♪ Muffled loud music
♪ Music slows to drum beat
♪ Jazz pop music
chilson: Skating. Skating.
Oh, I don't want to do this.
Unh-unh.
♪ Upbeat synthetic dance music
♪ mellow happy fun music
♪ Upbeat fun synthetic music
♪ Fast beat synthetic music
♪ Synth music continues
playing in the background ♪
Keeter: Three. I'm a play.
Chilson: You have a different haircut.
Why are you dressed like that?
Keeter: Why are you
dressed like that?
Come on over here with
me in the party room.
Why?
'Cause it's open out here.
We can't go in a room with you.
I'm looking for the brothers
who live on the boat.
♪ Quirky synthetic music
who's that?
I know you know them. I know
you go on that boat, man.
What? What do you want? What?
Well, come on, let's go.
Come on.
♪ upbeat dance music
Charlene: It's out of control.
I can't stop eating them.
Chilson: Hey, hi. You look like this
friend of mine, but you're not.
You here to party?
I like to party.
Olympia: You okay?
Yeah, I'm great I feel great. So
you're just out here working.
Working what?
Oh, doing your thing out
here, making friends.
Yeah. I make balloon animals.
You make balloon animals. Oh, okay, yeah.
Yeah, right.
I get it. Sure. Balloon animals.
Yeah, right...
Well, there's two
boys over there who
want balloon animals.
What boys?
Those two. Uh, you can
see them over there?
Yeah. I know them.
Oh, okay, good. Great, great.
So you're like all friends?
You a girl cop?
What? No, no, I'm not a cop.
It's ninety each animal.
But they told me
you did fifties.
Who said that?
He did, that, that keeter kid.
No. Fifty is a deal if you repeat.
I'm giving you a break
at ninety. They want
me to take my top off,
it's an extra twenty each.
No. You can keep your, you
can keep your top on.
Well, then it's ninety each.
Actually fuck it.
It's two bills.
What? Why? Why?
A hundred a pop.
Jesus, they're like fourteen.
They probably just, you know,
wanna touch your boobs, get
their little dingos hard.
I know fourteen-year-olds
who sing like sweethearts.
What?
Just give it to me.
Jesus Christ.
Hey, keep it down. Keep it down.
And they better finish quick.
Friday the Bible camp kids come
and do a sing-a-long in that
group room. Fuck.
♪ Dramatic instrumental build
prickface: You don't gotta
marry that girl no more.
Forget that fucking money.
Cut that one loose. Outta here.
Bang, she's out.
We on our way to California...
With all the sunshine pussy
we can carry in both hands.
Just you and me.
♪ string music
poor boy: Hey why you trying to
talk for me and think for me?
You're jealous of her.
You got an opportunity now.
Climb off that fucking
Ferris wheel.
Go straight legit with me.
The scam is over. We win.
Fetch a celebration
rabbit and roast a hare.
Tomorrow I might get drunk.
♪ Dramatic string music
Poor boy: You shoot
'em good though.
Cynthia: I'll shoot 'em.
I'm gonna shoot 'em right.
Right in the head.
Can I do it?
Okay.
That's where you want it?
Yeah.
Okay. Okay.
Okay, go.
I think you blew
up them rabbits.
Oops.
♪ Dramatic string music
♪ Soft string music
Get off me.
♪ Dramatic string
music
I can make tortillas
or salad or something.
You know, fuck you, dick asshole.
You got money now, so I
guess you don't need me.
You can just come in me.
Shit, man, that ain't cool.
I'm cooler than that.
Well... what...
What do you want?
I don't know man. It's fucking hot.
I'm fucking hot out here.
You want California?
I don't wanna go with your brother.
Sleep on some foldout
couch with your brother.
He's my brother.
I don't wanna live with prickface, man.
He's nasty.
Don't call him that.
He's fucking prickface.
Everybody calls him that.
He's fucking prick...
♪ Light ominous music
you better stop.
♪ Ominous music increases
get your clothes off.
Cynthia, what the fuck?
Do it, motherfucker.
Or I'll shoot you.
♪ Ominous music increases
♪ Ominous drum music
everything off. Naked.
You're fucking horse crazy.
Bring it over here. Everything.
♪ Ominous string music
Put it down and back up.
Haha. What's wrong with you
is wrong all the way through.
You're just a fucking girl.
dramatic string music
♪ dramatic strings build
♪ Powerful string music swells
♪ Music falls
♪ Deep manic music builds
prickface: Hey, where's my four-by?
What the fuck happened to you?
You okay? What happened?
Are you all right?
♪ Dramatic string music
oh, she's fucking dead.
Fuck the ravenblankets.
You're my favorite brother
in the fucking world.
Nobody gets away with
shooting my brother.
She's fucking dead dick and bait.
Fucking nobody shoots my
goddamn Sammy with a fucking
bullet with his own goddamn gun.
Cynthia ravenblanket, you're
heading for the stars, and so's
your fucking father. You're
father's going down, bitch. You
father is going down! Cincinnati
can suck a dick! Cincinnati can
suck his own fucking dick.
Yeah!
Oh, Cynthia ravenblanket,
I'm gonna fuck, ah!
Is that your sega TV?
We'll get a new sega TV.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Sorry. I knew that girl was shit
from the start. Should've never
had that fucking plan. Fuck Indians!
Fuck all the Indians!
Open up.
Make a fist.
Does it hurt?
Yeah.
I can't believe she shot you.
With my own gun.
Women are more trouble than
they're worth, brother.
But it ain't gonna suck itself.
Never gonna suck itself.
Never gonna suck itself.
No matter how hard I try.
No matter how hard it try,
it ain't gonna suck itself.
I wonder sometimes if I went
back in time in a machine where
I could meet myself
when I was little,
would he be proud at
how I turned out?
There ain't no
machine like that.
There ain't a lot of things.
There ain't a lot of things.
There ain't a lot of things.
There ain't a lot of things.
There ain't a lot of things.
Billie Jean: Do you see the stars?
Are you looking at the stars?
Mrs. Waxman: Who is it, sweetie?
Uh...
Prickface: Look at that darn baby.
Mmm. Hey, baby!
Poor boy: I saw him, but
there's nothing on.
We got victory, brother.
Show her that...
Hey, you came to see old Mrs.
Waxman, huh?
Yes, ma'am. We come
to buy the boat.
I knew it. I had a feeling.
I was telling Billie,
right, Billie?
We got cash money.
No, no, no. Sit down. Sit down.
We got cash money.
Sit down. Ever done a
tarot card reading?
Nothing to it. Cut it
into three stacks.
Okay, good. Stay with me.
Give me your hand.
Set an intention.
Yeah. I can feel your intention.
Ask a question.
Who am I asking?
Ask the cards.
Got one? Let's see
what you got there.
♪ Tribal melodic music
sometimes you have dreams, and
when you wake up, you feel like
you've been there before. You're
running through a strange forest
with two moons in the sky. The
trees fling you through the air
like slingshots. Almost you can fly.
Down below there are people
looking for you.
They got torches.
The future feels old.
Prickface: Listen, lady, we
didn't come here to voodoo.
We came here to buy a boat.
What is this?
That's the American
dream right there.
Hmm, what do you want
me to do with this?
You can fuck it if you want.
Stick it up your ass if you want
to. Talk to it. Dress it up in
a bowtie and ship it off to
england. I don't fucking care.
That's fourteen hundred
eighty dollars right there.
That's what you can do with it.
♪ Ominous tribal music
you want to buy a boat
for fourteen-eighty?
Yeah.
Yeah?
Hmm, rascal, don't look at him.
Don't look at him right now.
What am I gonna do with you?
Fucking bitch.
Don't, look at me.
Don't look at him.
Burn at the fucking
stake, whore.
Look at me. Don't look at him.
Don't look at him. Look at me.
Fucking cunt witch.
Fucking witch's cunt.
You know I would, right? Where
do I put you? You know I do.
Fuck your shitty fucking grill.
It's a sorry thing. I'm sorry.
♪ Slow instrumental music
♪ Slow instrumental music
♪ Hopeful instrumental music
prickface: Y'all ain't shit. I'm all day.
I'm every day.
Y'all ain't shit. I'm all day.
I'm every day.
Ya'll want to play
with a snake charmer?
You don't wanna
build sandcastles?
Come on, get, get, get,
get, get, get in the track.
Get in the lap track! Get in the lap track!
Get a hold of it!
Bunch of fucking lepers
and your leper rugrats.
Smell all y'all from here.
No, hey! Ain't nobody bigger than me.
Nobody!
I tell you what, I like to throw
these motherfuckers right
here. I love to throw these
jokers right at your faces.
There ain't nobody gonna fucking whip me.
Yeah. All you
big men, big men, you might be
bigger, but you can't whip me.
Unh-unh. Unh-unh.
Let's Rob Reggie.
What?
Let's Rob Reggie.
- Mean ideas.
- Reggie ain't tough.
We could hold him up,
blow his desert down.
He's got more money than
grayskull don't he?
We'll probably find it in
the walls or some shit.
I ain't gonna sit like a bitch.
- No.
- No.
Yeah. No.
Waiting like a bitch?
No, fuck that.
Go in, get that strap cash.
Rob that fucking Reggie pass.
Get that Reggie cash.
I'm sick of waiting, brother.
I'm sick of waiting too.
You're all day, every day.
I'm all day. I'm every day.
Fucking every day. We're tired
of waiting. Hear that?
We're tired of waiting.
Open up the glove box. Hand me
that thing that's in there.
♪ Sharp string music
Poor boy: You good?
Prickface: Are you good?
I'm good.
Well, so am I. Put the lady
legs on your head now.
I will.
Put them on your face. If I was
shorter, I'd have been the
greatest jockey to
ever ride a horse.
♪ Mischevious beat music
♪ Mischevious beat music
mischevious music darkens
prickface: What
the fuck is that?
Sounds like fucking. Oh, shit,
we're about to see girl's legs.
Holy shit, we're about
to see some tits.
Oh yeah, I think we're
gonna see some titties.
Is that fucking leighann?
Wait. Wait.
Hey! What the fuck are you doing here?
What in the fuck!
Leighann, take his
dick out of you!
Leighann: Fuck you!
We gotta go! Go! Go!
♪ Wailing instrumental music
Men: Whoo! Whoo...
- You said you fuckers...
- Oh, we got you...
You wanna shine with us?
C'mon shine on.
- C'mon fuckers.
- Wassap, prickface?
Man: Oh, fuck.
Poor boy: Romeo. Brother.
Man: What the fuck
is wrong with him?
Brother.
Vernon: Holy shit.
Brother, get up.
Shit.
Brother, come on.
Get him off. Get him over.
Get him,
get him the fuck off the boat.
Brother, come on.
Man: We were just scaring them.
Yeah. You were just trying
to scare him all right.
Get off me. I'll break
your fucking...
You see that? That's a pool of blood.
You scared a hole right
through the middle of him.
That wasn't us.
They was busting in to a
house before we saw that.
Oh, that wasn't you? He was like
that when you got there? Do you
know how many stories I
hear like that every day?
Get off me you fat...
He was dead when I got there.
You know, fucking death row is
filled with guys...
Who came upon guys that were
dead when they got there!
We can't just throw
him off the boat.
Pick him the fuck up and dump
him off in the fucking water.
It's as easy as making something
in the microwave. You just throw
it in there.
Man: Get him off the
boat, fucking dump him.
I'll put a fucking bullet right
in the middle of both of your
foreheads. I swear to shit.
Don't you touch him,
he's my brother.
Let's get him out of here. Don't
let him go. He wants to be with
his brother, let him be.
Fuck, yeah. Dump him.
Man: Romeo. Romeo.
Goddamn, you guys. Get
this thing started.
♪ Sad instrumental music
♪ Sad instrumental
music continues ♪
♪ Suspenseful and magical
sounding music begins ♪
Chilson: I'm not gonna hurt you.
Just stop.
Just stand still.
Come on, now, look at me. Just
hear me out for a minute.
Just, just don't
run for a minute.
I'm a friendly from Tennessee.
I'm Deb chilson.
Poor boy: Samson griggs.
Nice to meet you, Samson.
I have something for you and your brother.
Where's he at?
Where's he at?
Uh-huh, Romeo.
He's gone.
What?
He's dead.
Oh. Oh, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Your daddy was a friend of
mine from the rodeo circuit.
I used to manage events.
Bookings.
He had something he wanted
me to give you boys.
Roping bulls was how I met him.
Chilson: Hey. Got your
money for tonight.
Blayde: Yeah. Oh, great. Thanks.
Um, did you ask about getting me
next week's early?
Mm-hmm. It's in there.
I appreciate it.
Did your boys see the show?
Yeah, they were out there. Then
they crashed in the trailer.
How they like moving around?
I don't know. They're boys.
They do all right with it.
Yeah.
Some land in California I'm
gonna look at when we're up
there. Little wolf.
Up near Oregon.
That's good country.
It is.
It's cold though.
It is colder. That's true.
Rains some.
I wanna...
Have something to give to
my boys after I'm gone.
Of course you should. It's
a, it's a good thing.
I know.
But then sometimes I
get tired and think,
I just wonder if it's
good to have a kid.
Like is it a, a happy thing?
Like how come whether it's
good or not, like morally,
like of the spirit,
to bring someone
else into the world,
into all this.
And you think about god,
I don't know.
See, I have this dream.
Where I'm all alone in
a cave in the dark,
moving in the dark.
It's windy and there's a
candle in my hand, but
it's just about to go out.
I can't see what's ahead of me.
I can't see where I'm going.
Chilson: I never had sons, but I
raised up three younger sisters.
Learned more about life and
myself watching them than
I ever could have on my own.
Ooh, you talk about god.
Yeah. I don't know how involved
he is in all the proceedings,
but, I can't wait for a sign.
I gotta get building something.
I have to turn down the lights.
I'll see you in the
morning, blayde.
♪ Melancholy music plays
Shit kid: Hey, you a sport?
Is that your car?
Yeah, it's my car.
Where you going?
California.
No, you ain't. You was sleeping.
Anyway, this is California.
You wanna fight?
No.
Got any money?
Yeah.
How much?
Enough.
Let me see it.
It's my money.
You ain't got any money.
You want make some more money?
I know how you can make
some more money quick.
You like fights?
♪ Melancholy music continues
prickface: That
was a better one.
We did it. We kings.
♪ Triumphant music plays
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♪ Music swell intensifies
♪ Music intensifies
Leighann: Ah, fucking monster!
Prickface: Stop stop!
Vernon: Hey storky,
get her out of there.
Get that thing she's
smashing it with!
Stork: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
All right.
Vernon: You! Get down here. Come
here, smoky. Get over here.
Get over here where I can see you.
Come here.
Vernon: How's it going today?
Prickface: Ah, man pretty good.
Yeah?
Prickface: Mm-hmm.
Vernon: What you boys been doing?
Come here.
What you boys been doing?
Prickface: Nothing, man. Just
been junkin' and tapin'.
Vernon: You been junkin'?
Prickface: Yeah, and
he's been tapin'.
Vernon: Yeah. You been
tapin' all right.
Prickface: Mm-hmm.
Come on.
Prickface: Man, damn,
you seen that?
She just smashed my truck.
You seen that?
Yeah. She just smashed it
right now with that hammer?
Prickface: Yeah. I got
to sell that truck.
I gotta that money,
horn button...
Leighann: Piece of shit!
Asshole!
- Come on, stork hold onto her.
- Asshole. You fucking...
Stork: Jesus.
Vernon: Let's have a seat over here.
Sit down. You too.
Stork: We done? Let's get you up.
Come on.
Leighann: Don't fucking touch me!
Don't fucking touch me.
Vernon: Take a seat. Sit down. Now,
I understand you're having some
kind of dispute. What were you
having a fight or something?
Prickface: Oh, no, man.
I ain't fighting.
She's just... she's bat crazy.
I don't know.
Vernon: Why don't you tell
me about what happened?
Leighann: He stole my motherfucking
lawnmower is what happened.
Vernon: Alright, ma'am, I'm asking
the questions here, all right?
I will take care of this.
You stole that
lawnmower because...
Not... stork, get
her out of here.
Get her away from here
and get her calm.
Leighann: I gotta be at
work right fucking now.
Stork: I know. Let's just...
Let's breathe and talk.
Leighann: Don't fucking touch me.
All right.
Vernon: Where'd you pick
up the physical lawnmower?
We went over there, down there
that way by the, by the pawn
shop down there. I don't know the name.
The one with the,
uh, the gold, uh...
Poor boy: Them gold wolves.
Prickface: Yeah.
The gold wolves.
Vernon: If you paid for it, then
how come you were gonna unload it?
Prickface: When?
Vernon: When we pulled
up, she's screaming
"you stole my lawnmower," right?
Leighann: They stole
my lawnmower.
Vernon: We pulled up, you were
over there trying to unload it.
Why would you do that
if you paid for it?
You see what I'm saying?
Yeah. But it's on account of
her saying it was her dang
lawnmower. She said she was
gonna give me $200 for it, so I
don't know. I was just gonna let
it off, and I'll be a nice guy
and let her buy it back, but
then she crazy came, following
me, hollering. Crazy. Sayin it's
her dang lawnmower, and I...
You're gonna call
me fucking crazy?
She your girlfriend?
Yeah, sometimes.
I ain't his girlfriend.
He be over at my place...
Y'all live together?
I ain't your girlfriend.
I sometimes go and live
at her sister's, yeah.
He ain't live with me! You
know you don't live with me.
Ma'am?
I let him stay out back in the
shed once he done work with me...
All right. I'm gonna find that out.
I swear to god...
I swear I will
take care of this.
He don't fucking live with me.
He's a fucking liar!
What I'm trying to see, where
you bought that lawnmower at?
Down the road from where
she's talking about.
Where at though? Some guy was
just driving down the road and
said, "hey y'all wanna
buy my lawnmower?"
No. Not like that. Just, uh, he
got a hold of it or something.
I don't know.
God damn it, tell me where you
got the god damn lawnmower!
Out... out of a driveway.
Out of a driveway.
Out of a driveway?
Yeah. I didn't steal
nothing, officer.
Leighann: That's what you're gonna say?
That's what you're gonna fucking
say? Oh, I can't wait till I
tell Reggie this shit. I'm gonna
tell Reggie about all this silly shit,
and you fucking up... All right.
You're gonna fucking die.
You're gonna...
Vernon: I'm gonna
take care of it.
Vernon: If anybody's gonna beat the
shit out of him, it's gonna be me,
you understand that?
Jesus Christ.
Stork: Where's he going? Hey!
Stork, let him go, I know him.
Oh, god damn it, stork. I know
the kid. I know where he lives.
Why don't you take a calm down?
Why don't you take a calm down?
Everybody just take a
breather, all right?
Leighann: Move your
ass, you fucking snake.
Vernon: What are you doing?
Fuck yourself.
She's driving away.
All right, all right. Let's
just press pause here, okay?
Prickface: Okay.
Partner? Let's try
to figure this out.
Maybe there's something else.
You know, maybe there is.
Could be.
Yeah, like what else?
Could be maybe we saw
some other guys.
Well, that's... That's what I
said from the beginning, man.
Them other guys down at
that bar down there.
- Yeah. Baldheaded, stocky.
- Yeah.
Some kind of Mexican. Yeah.
I'll tell you what, partner, you
give me the line on that game on
Saturday, and I maybe could've
seen them other guys.
You mean the... The
volleyball game?
Yeah. The girls.
Yeah. Yeah, all right. Then...
Then you could've
seen them other guys?
Then maybe I could've.
It was the dunes. The dunes.
They're gonna be given six.
That's what I heard anyway,
down the grapevine.
All right. Well, y'all
have a good day now.
Stay out of trouble.
Get your ass over in the car, man.
You're embarrassing me.
Piece of shit car.
Stork: I told her not
to drive off, you know?
Dunes by six.
♪ Light suspense music
Narration: Brothers.
These two boys of mine.
When they were small I told
them you can be anything.
Cowboys. Kings.
Don't be afraid. Some
things is mysteries.
♪ Ominous oriental music
the world is strange and
there is pain all around.
♪ melancholy
instrumental music
like what you see in
nightmares and in dreams.
Stick together. You gotta help each other.
You gotta hustle.
Hustle, hustle, hustle. You
hustle for love, you go out
junkin' and tapin', but
it's all for love.
You kick up a ruckus
round and round,
you get rivered in the dunes.
Prickface: Make a decision yet?
Miranda: So if we lose the
game, you give us the tickets?
And a party at the sand race.
You take a fall on Saturday.
What the fuck, prickface?
Wow, crazy.
This is such bullshit.
Don't call me that now, okay?
What do we have to do?
You just back off after the rally.
You can win one set,
but then just back off.
♪ Bell chime music
I don't know, it could
be something to do.
Narration: Most
things you'll lose.
♪ Music intensifies
they'll slip away, and
it's just time working.
Pictures, postcards, girls, money.
You know, I heard a guy
say once "I'm just having a bad
life, but it'll be over soon."
I like that. I like that.
I like these places.
Prickface: Oooh,
oh, oooh, oh, ooooooooh
♪ instrumental music
Narration: Sometimes the land talks.
Mountains disappear.
I've heard the spirits.
They hide out in the bodies
of rabbits and the snakes.
Yeah. The desert's nice
this time of year.
Poor boy: You had twenty-seven
brothers and thirty-eight sisters.
♪ Tribal instrumental music
I love you, baby rabbit.
♪ Fire crackling
your family is so proud of you.
Sometimes you get lost from
your mom and your dad.
Sometimes when you get ate,
you become food for the next
generation. You made a
gift for your family.
You go back to the fire, rabbit.
You let that fire eat you, rabbit.
God, I love you.
♪ Music ends
Prickface: Hey, cut the engine!
Cut... Hey! Cut the engine!
Cut the engine, I'm talking at you.
Man, my feelings are hurt.
Cut the engine.
Poor boy: I can't hear you.
Cut the engine! My...
You're hurting my feelings.
I was talking at you. Leighann
is pretty pissed on the
lawnmower deal. I might need
to stay here for a bit.
She changed the lock
on the fucking shed.
Take that window cushion
in the kitchen.
I don't use it for
nothing but naps.
Yeah. I, I brought this deluxe
sega setup too, so it's the
perfect system for us, brother.
That boat's a bit whopperjawed
but, you know, it's all right.
We'll have a killer camp out.
We'll talk back to the water
and sail on to California.
All you got to do is lock in
them chain cattle pinwheel parts
and things, the gabs.
We gotta hustle us up some
mean cash, boy. Get paid.
Okay.
Prickface: She in there? Lisa!
Lisa: What?
Prickface: You know you didn't win.
Come on, why else are we here?
We can collect some more bets
but, I mean, you gotta pay up,
baby. And this time it's...
It's the real money.
Lisa: All of it? How much?
Okay. Hey, how much she owe?
Poor boy: Sixty-eight.
Prickface: Sixty-eight.
Lisa: Oh, shit.
Yeah, man. That's all of it.
That's probably all of it. You
should just give it here.
Lisa: Okay.
Prickface: Thanks, baby.
Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
Lisa: Okay.
♪ Distant children's music
Mrs. Waxman: That voodoo jungle
oil froze up the sink again.
Have a look for me, will you?
Lose the shirt.
You're a beautiful
animal, you know that?
Oooh, look at you.
My darling rascal.
How's your little brother?
He's okay. He has
some girl trouble.
I gotta take him on the
boat for a minute.
Hmm...
I can't keep you on
the boat anymore.
This pension payment I got,
it's, it's, it's just a
little nothing. It's not enough.
I think I'm moving to Phoenix
with Billie. Her sister's a
flight attendant over there
and she's really into cage fighting.
It makes her horny.
So, don't worry. I'll
give you the number.
You wanna buy the boat?
I can sell it to you.
I don't got no boat money.
Yeah. That's a sorry thing. Bank
man gonna come get the boat.
Sorry, rascal.
Prickface: Waxman is a
crazy lesbian, man.
She don't know about banks or boats.
She probably just goes to
parades all the time.
Nobody can take the boat.
We live on a boat. We
can move the boat.
Poor boy: If anyone comes for
the boat, I'll hurt them.
Prickface: Yeah, brother. I'll kill
them too. Just let me think for a
second. Pass me that
mash-knocker over there.
You know any Indians? Like desert Indians.
Real Indians.
When I did my long
weekend in tent city,
I heard about one way. A guy
inside called Jerry Vaughn.
He schooled me on it. Man, smart guy.
Good guy. Landscaper guy.
You know what he did? He duct
taped his arm to a cottonwood
tree and cut off his hand with a chainsaw.
Insurance money.
He's always on the scene
with them fast track ideas.
Jerry ideas. Slip and fall
in a grocery store ideas.
Get for a cash settlement.
Man, he taught me how to have
no worries. How to get taken care of.
Man, listen.
We do this right, our family
ain't gotta work no more.
We just drive around
in new lincolns.
Damn, Jerry taught me up good.
Here it is.
If you marry an Indian girl, her
daddy's gotta pay you the big
money. It's called a dowry
prize or some shit.
It's the Indian way. I don't
exactly know how much it is but,
sure enough to buy
the dang boat.
Can you get a girl pregnant?
I don't think I ever have.
You gotta lie to them a little bit.
You gotta talk about
danger. They love that. Then
you can get them pregnant.
But no more choking the chicken.
You gotta save up that good
juice. You gotta save it up
nice so there's a lot of it.
Then you let go inside her.
Get an Indian girl. You put a baby in her.
Get that daddy
Indian cash, we buy out the
bank, we tow it back to the
water, and we sail to Cali.
This is the long play, brother.
This is it now. Mm.
This is gonna be my last job.
You sure you don't
know any Indians?
Prickface: Damn you look good, brother.
Real good. You look sharp.
Let's do this.
Hey! Oh, shit.
♪ Distant country music
Jackie: Hey, prickface.
Hey, how's it looking
in there, Jackie?
Oh, it looks all right.
Leighann's not in there is she?
No, I haven't seen her.
Y'all break up?
No.
Oh, ten dollar cover.
What?
Oh, yeah. They got on
me about it last week.
Come on, man. Jackie, didn't
I get your nephew that car?
Oh, yeah, you did. It's
still ten dollars.
Damn. Did I not steal that
fucking hatchback for your
nephew right out of
some cunt's driveway?
Yeah, that's great man. Oh, he
loves that car. He drove it to
Utah and back.
Then what the fuck, Jackie?
It's just ten dollars.
All right. Five and five
for the both of us, right?
Uh, no. Ten each.
Who all you got in there you
gonna scrape me
for twenty bucks?
Listen, man, if it was up
to me, I'd let you both in.
You know that.
- Oh, hey. Hey. Hey, girls.
- What the fuck is that shit?
I'll tell you what. You come
back with some nice girls,
I don't have to charge you.
This is not kind Jackie.
This is not friendly.
I'm your friend prickface.
Don't call me that now, and no
you ain't not. That was a real
nice thing I did. That
hatchback's real clean. It's got
that clean leather interior
and a disc player.
Hey, I heard you trapped one
of them punkass sandcats?
Poor boy: Yeah, I got one.
Hey, do me a favor and just
stay out of this for a second.
What do you think of
these boots right here?
You goddamn...
You got me. Jackie, you fuck.
You let me go there.
Jackie, that is
not kind, Jackie.
Tap out!
Sammy, you stay out of this.
I'm gonna get, Jackie,
I'm gonna kill you.
♪ Quirky comical music
there's way more girls in the
Internet than in the club.
Horny lonely ones. I got a
killer new idea anyway.
Watch this.
Girl: You like my belly ring?
♪ Quirky music intensifies
upbeat tribal music
♪ orchestra instrumental music
♪ upbeat tribal music
Poor boy: I don't even know
where the Internet is.
That there, about right that way.
There she blows.
♪ Upbeat tribal music
Do I reroute it?
It's like walking a dog.
Hey, damn, look at this.
That's my old glove. Don't
you put your hand in it.
There could be scorpions.
Watch out.
♪ Upbeat tribal music
woah, woah. Woah, woah, woah.
You're gonna have
good fast Internet.
Bring that on in here. Perfect.
♪ Music intensifies
Yeah.
Mm. It's like a song.
Like satellites talking
to satellites and just digitally
transferring all this different
language robots information
straight into our brains.
We're gonna find you so many pussies.
Real long hair pussy.
Poor boy: Cat attack pussy.
Catatonic pussy. Citizen, citizen pussy.
Old, old, old
person pussy. What is it?
Cit... Senior citizen.
Mangled arm in the
machine pussy.
Always on the scene pussy.
Little snack pussy.
Heart attack pussy.
Where you at pussy. Ho!
Macaroni and cheese pussy.
Floppy pussy.
Inserted pussy.
Disc error pussy. Put it up.
Oh, yeah.
I think I should try some
different clothes or something.
Yeah. I think you should
take off your shirt.
Just like this?
Uh-huh. But not just like
that, with the muscles.
Yeah, it's like you're killing it.
Uh-huh. Oh, that's good.
All right. No more saw. Yeah.
It's like I put down the saw and
now I'm tired. It's all in a
day's work for me. Not exactly.
Boy, oh boy, oh boy, they're
gonna shit themselves.
Put your tongue
back in your mouth.
Just to show that I
know how to cook.
Okay. Oh, you look like
a champion winner.
Oh shit. That was it.
That was beautiful.
I could do this for a living.
What do you like? You like tiny?
Skinny? You want busty? Bigger ones?
Thicker ones?
Yeah. Yeah, thick ones.
You know, I'm gonna go with
saying all sizes 'cause we're
not really in a position to
discriminate right now, but
gotta be Indian though.
Gotta find a casino Indian.
There's a lot of them around here.
Good lord, Indians are so
fucking rich. Hmmmmmmm.
Woman: May I help you?
It's missin' somethin'.
How 'bout this?
You like that quote I gave you?
It's like your slogan.
♪ Hopeful instrumental music
Sunshine.
Coach: Put your legs into it. Yeah.
Keep your eye on the ball.
Eye on the ball, Miranda.
Poor boy: All right.
Prickface: Hey there Roscoe Joe.
How you doing today, motherfucker?
Roscoe: Shit.
Oh, no long faces now, boys.
Sometimes my dogs don't hunt.
That's life. Your girls did
real good this week, Roscoe.
Damn shame they let it all
slip away at the last minute.
Roscoe: Damn, I don't
got cash on me.
Poor boy: How you boys
fixed for phones?
Jackie: I got a telephone.
No, high definition phones.
Like phones you make
movies with, Jackie.
I got videos on my phone.
No, you don't, Jackie.
You don't got shit.
You got some bullshit. These
are new phones. These are
just come out on the Internet phones.
Real phones.
Nice phones. Big ass phone.
Hd flagship phones.
What about vapes?
Stork, you vape?
Stork: Man I can't even breathe.
Just got my fresh imports
in from Raul in boca raton.
Got all the hot new flavors.
Some sweet custom mods too.
Creamy dreamy. Amanda panda bear.
Raptor attack. Winnebago
window. Lemon lime.
Window gigglers.
Roscoe: You been taking action
for my girls at durango?
Oh, yeah we got that.
Alright. Playing off-site at a
city field, small time court.
My girls can run it.
Put me and stork down
for double or nothing.
Stork's in the hole.
Oh. Well, shit.
Take the bet prickface.
You know, I don't
like that name.
Don't think I give
a shit, prickface.
♪ Supsensful instrumental music
well, put him down. Put it down.
Nice doing business with
you folks in here. You know, uh,
stork, the next time you don't
pay us what's gonna happen, you
know what, Sammy, show him!
Jackie: Get him. Get
those motherfuckers.
Man: Fuckers.
Man: Get in.
Prickface: There
was a girl, cute as can be.
Poor boy: Okay,
brother, hit the ball.
Angel dipped
in chocolate shake.
Hit the rock. Hit
the rock, brother.
Her name was written
in the stars, but just
one problem did I hars.
Yeah!
It ain't gonna
suck itself, girl,
man: Two to one. Two to one.
No it ain't
gonna suck itself.
Two to one.
Never gonna
suck itself, girl,
no it ain't gonna suck itself.
Two to one.
One time I tried to
make it suck itself, but it
ain't gonna suck itself.
- Unhunh, straight for Jesus.
- Straight for him.
♪ Ominous tribal music
Chilson: I need to find the area of
the lake where all the boats are.
I'm looking for these
guys, friends of mine.
They live on a boat on the lake.
School zone: You want spring
break, I'll set it up for you.
No. That's not what I want.
You're gonna scream.
Um, is there somebody else back
there that I could talk to?
Are you gonna need these rooms?
Are these questions?
Yes. Yes, I need a room.
Do you have a map?
What's that thing?
That's my radio records, am/fm.
Yeah, I record everything.
Yeah, I like recording.
It's fun.
Did you just take
a picture of me?
Yeah, I don't know who you are.
Where's the chamber of commerce?
What about the chamber of commerce?
Hmm?
That doesn't exist... Here.
You need to rent a car.
I don't need a car.
Yeah, you do. I'll sell you a
car and I'll make you scream.
No, no. I can't buy a car.
Yeah, you can. You can buy a car.
You can buy my car.
Full car. Nine hundred bucks.
What is wrong with you?
Nothing. I'm the most normal
person in this place. Just hold
on second, I have to see this guy.
You, you don't move.
♪ String suspense music
Prickface: Willy bought her a horse but
it ran away. He's super pissed off.
He wants to hunt her down.
Poor boy: I fucking hate abobo.
I want to fight him.
Prickface: Hold on, Jimmy. Maybe
there's another way to clear Marion's
horse debt. Let's chill out and think.
I think that's when we
cut, we do a barrel rolling sequence.
We light him on fire
and send him right into the canyon.
Keeter, you still owe me
twenty bucks on that Xbox.
You're late, man.
School zone: We got news.
Sit down.
There's this old woman looking for you.
Looks like a snoop.
What old woman?
I don't know, man. She
came by the hotel.
What she look like?
Like an old snoop, dirty snoop.
What she want?
She wants the boat.
Marky: But she don't
know it don't work.
Man, damn marky
shut the fuck up.
I think we need a plan.
Was she looking dangerous?
Yeah.
How'd you get all this?
I texted you her picture.
I got a lot of phones, guys.
Did she look bank serious?
Yeah, but I sent her sideways.
Marky: What, what is, what is
it you all are doing in here?
We, were making a, a... In
the middle of making an
action movie, marky. It's a
thriller about my life called
"double dragons:
Fuck off & die."
Uh, you got a part
in there for me?
Keeter: Hey you wanna see...
Horse?
Keeter, I want my
twenty dollars.
♪ Deep instrumental music
♪ Music softens out
leighann: Uh, this is leighann, leave
a message after the beep. Beep.
Ah, I got you! Now for the beep.
Leighann, call the snake
charmer now. Bye.
Leighann's just probably trying
to call my other phones.
This broad, be vigilant.
You see her, you just run.
Don't try to fight her. She
comes around from the bank with
papers she's gonna try for the boat.
Now, you don't take no
papers from her. She's got to
actually give you the papers, so
you just don't take nothing. You just run.
You know I thought I
saw daddy? This one time when I
was out lookin for California.
Buddy of mine had some washers
and dryers he was trying
to move. Went out dancing, drinking.
God, we smoked
something. And this guy at the
club, right, he's looking at
me all mean, and I'm like what?
And he's like, what?
So I'm like, all right. Okay. So
we go outside, right, to have a
fight. I put them up, and it's
like I'm dancing in the fucking
mirror. I'm like, do I know you
from someplace? He's like,
do I know you from someplace?
And I'm cocked back, right,
like, ready to throw down, and
he looks me square in the eyes,
stone cold, and goes,
am I your daddy?
I'm like, am I your son?
Just, shit, I just
hugged him right there.
I said, daddy griggs. He goes, who?
So I fucking upper
cutted him three times. He got
taken away 'cause it turns out
he was no relation at all. But
it goes to show you, some people
are out there. You
might know them.
Excuse me. Excuse me. My brother
needs some help over there.
Over there, my
brother right there.
I wanna know if this would come
in, like, a neon red color.
You got the red gold?
Worker: Yeah.
The red gold. You got
the purple gold too?
Security guard: Hey, sir.
Excuse me, sir. Hey!
♪ Upbeat instrumental jazz music
hey! Hey! Hey, get back here!
♪ upbeat
jazz continues
excuse me! Excuse me.
Hey, I've got one of those.
Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Stop!
Hey!
♪ Jazz music slows
You sit tight brother.
Just whistle right here.
We're good now.
You remember anything
from when we was little?
Unh-unh.
I mean, I don't remember
much, but you was older.
Remember back when we was on the
island and we was kings, that's
you and me and daddy. We were
just singing, laughing together.
That was good times.
All right, big brother, I
think the coast is clear.
♪ Tropical instrumental music
video game: Search
for the key glyph.
Computer: You've got mail.
Oh, boy. We snagged us one.
Big fish. Indian girl.
Found a little Indian girl.
Found a little Indian girl.
Hey, ravenblanket.
♪ Synthesized jazz music
Cynthia: I like your dating pictures.
You look nice. Fit.
There's so many kawasaki
douchebags on these dating
sites. Chat roulette and shit.
All these guys tugging at their
hog dogs. Whatever. Sad face for that man.
You look pretty good
though. Pretty fit. I bet you can hit it.
I mean, no bullshit,
that's why we're here right?
To make it good and shit.
I can make anything. I made a
bomb, blew off my back door.
You're fucking funny. We had a
yard cat once. Me and my ex.
She didn't have a tail. I think
one day an owl came down and
whoop and got her.
I raced bulls.
You wanna see something?
Come here.
Those scars are from bulls.
Wow. Far out America.
♪ quirky string music
I'm sorry. God. You smoke?
I got pretty faded
last night and this
bird hair is in my throat.
I found a bird in a bobcat's throat once.
Cut off its head
and pulled that bird right out.
I'm real good with my
hands. I can catch all kinds
of rabbits, bobcats, sandcats.
You caught a fucking bobcat?
It's real dangerous.
Far out.
♪ Instrumental string music
♪ string music increases
♪ drum music builds
♪ Piano music joins
♪ Powerful instrumental music
♪ Powerful music softens
Miranda: Forty-eight's...
Woman: Have a good night.
Oh, I will. You take a little
longer next time though, okay?
All right. All right. You
act like you're working.
Uh-oh, who brought the beer?
Here, cheers.
Cheers, girls.
To the party at the sand drags.
To the party at the sand drag.
What did I promise you?
What did I promise you?
powerful instrumental music
prickface: Go Jackie boy, go!
Rock the ship!
It's a strange thing to
be an Indian and all.
Cynthia: I'm not Indian, my
family's Indian. I'm adopted.
Oh, does that make a difference?
♪ Heavy piano and violin music
- You having fun?
- Yeah.
Come on girl.
♪ Instrumental music continues
♪ Instrumental music builds
Prickface: Oh baby, you know what
I'd really like? I kinda wanna eat
your pussy out right now. Like real bad.
Get that shit fucked.
♪ Dramatic music beat
♪ Drums beating
Prickface: Hey. What?
Girl: Get out of here.
Whatever. Whatever, Sammy.
♪ Music heightens
What the fuck happened? I don't
even know what happened.
It was a... Catfight. Catfight.
Somebody's gotta hit me.
Where'd that asshole go?
♪ String music heightens
school zone:
♪ Dramatic string music
♪ Music ends suddenly
School zone: You make
money on the birds?
Prickface: Oh, yeah. Yeah,
that cock did us good.
Prickface: Okay, let's fuck their shit up.
Hey! Well, you can just do it
yourself, I guess, you fucking asshole.
You must've forgot we
were brothers or something.
♪ Upbeat action music
Woo-hoo!
Jackie: They call this the math.
The desert math.
Man: Desert math.
Roscoe: Desert math.
Jackie: Desert math. Real math.
Man: Real math
Jackie: Desert math. Real math.
Jackie and Roscoe: Desert math.
Both: Real math.
So yeah, got that now.
Chilson: You're the,
uh, the boat boys?
Roscoe: He is.
Chilson: Uh, the taxi driver, neon
motel guy said I could pay you.
Do a recon. I need to, I need
to reconnoiter the lake, find
these boys, um, catch and find.
How 'bout it, boat boys?
Y'all gonna be my boat boys?
♪ Action mystery music
♪ Music deepens
Prickface: Stay here.
♪ Synthetic suspense music
Drime: I got that same shirt.
♪ Looming suspense music
♪ Suspense music deepens
prickface: We did
good on the birds.
Queen blythe: Looks that way.
Prickface: Are you coming by to
make a pick up today or what?
You all should come to
the islands with me.
You could just give me what's
inside that safe right there.
Just give us Reggie's money right now.
We all sail to
California. Where is Reggie anyway?
He at his big mansion?
♪ Suspense music deepens further
are you fighting today?
Oh, yeah, I'm ready to go.
I'm looking good.
No. Him.
My brother? No. He, he
ain't ready to fight.
No. He's all mommucked,
but, but I was gonna fight.
I'm ready. I wanna get dark. Oh.
Queen blythe: Do you
wanna fight, boy?
He fights and wins, you can
keep all the bird money.
He loses, and I take
the whole back.
♪ Intriguing mystery music
Uh, all right. Let's gamble.
Man: Hit him!
Prickface: I had that hatchback deal.
You didn't have to run out
there and cut me off like that.
Poor boy: I know that.
Drime: Move away. Until people
place their bets. Back away. Away.
Three to one on the
baldy right there.
You got the gay one and the bald one.
We got,
uh, three to one on the gay one?
Crowd guy: Sure.
Three to one on the gay one?
What you want?
Cynthia: Oh, what,
girls can't bet?
Three to one. Who do you want?
Who do you want?
Bald guy, gay guy.
Bald guy, gay guy.
All right, let's hook them up.
All right.
Come on, big boy!
Yeah, go Sammy!
Put the stick down. Throw the stick.
Come here. Hands out.
Hands out. Where's the queen?
Bow to the queen.
Bow to the queen.
Shake hands.
Gay guy: That's nice. Get
the fuck outta here.
Oh, shit, you fucker.
Gay guy: I know who the fuck you are.
I know you. I know
you and your brother. Come on.
Isn't that him right there?
I heard he likes boys. He likes this.
He likes this.
Shit, huh. What are you doing?
You dancing?
Cynthia: Kick his fucking ass.
Gay guy: Come on. Im gonna just stand
here and wait for you. Come on!
Eat it! Eat it. Come on.
For god sakes, don't kill him.
Don't kill him. Don't
fucking kill him.
Gay guy: Fucking standing around.
Are you gonna dance all day?
What is this? What the fuck is this?
Come on.
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh! Oh!
Ah, ah! Yeah!
♪ Slow instrumental music
Narration: Hmmm. Oh. Let's see.
I raised the boys on
the water and, uh,
we had this island in currytuck county.
We had the whole island
to ourselves. We was kings. She,
she had gone off and, uh, I had
to go, you know.
I met these girls, these
pretty girls, and a
dancing bear, and it was some,
some questionable circumstances.
Oh, man. But I took care of
business, you know? I took care
of business. At least I was good
at something, fast at something.
Feeling good about that.
You see, the world
can't understand.
Um, I gotta just find someplace else.
Someplace different. Maybe
I'll go to a different
desert somewhere.
Yeah.
And then I can just stay the
hell out of my own way,
it might turn out all right.
Yeah. And then if I can just
stay the hell out of my own
way, it might turn out all right.
Yeah.
And then if I can just stay...
♪ Ominous string music
chilson: Where are you guys?
♪ Ominous string music fades
Jackie: And we know that jackass
did it because he told me at the
club he was gonna do it.
Told me right in my face.
Roscoe: Yeah, he told him right
to his face, vern. He said,
"I'm gonna fuck up that Honda."
Right to my face.
Stork: It was a sweet
little hatchback, vern.
Jackie: He wrote f-u-c-k-a-r.
Spells fuck car.
Roscoe: Yeah. He flies off the
handle with me, I'll tag him out.
Ball game over.
Oh, you gonna tag
him out, Roscoe?
Yeah, I'll tag him out.
I'll tag his ass out.
Goddamn. Roscoe's
gonna tag him out.
Yeah, I'll tag him out.
I'm gonna tag him out.
Good lord, man. You know
what you should do?
What?
Shut the fuck up. All y'all.
Shut your goddamn mouths. You're
embarrassing yourselves. You
screwed with snakes and now
you're sick. Snakebit and sick.
Now, you bring in these two
twisted roustabouts, and you
make money with them, but then
you get burned and banged and
come crying to vern. Now, the
way I see it, there's two kinds
of help I can give. The first
kind is gonna take all sorts of
time and legality and probably
result in Jack shit.
And then, well, there's
the second kind.
Now, usually with these vagabond
fuckers, that second kind of
help is the only kind
they understand.
Roscoe: Oh, they're
real fuckers, vern.
Jackie: Two big jackass fuckers.
You want to send a message to fuckers?
There's only way to
send a message to fuckers.
Sand dune fuckers.
Two big snake fuckers.
Fuck yeah.
You want to send a
message to fuckers,
you put them through a car wash.
You want to cure those fuckers?
Take them for a joy ride.
Ha. Pick that up.
Roscoe: What's he mean by joy ride?
I don't really know what...
Who's got my fucking keys?
♪ Slow jazz music
poor boy: You like being Indian?
Cynthia: Well, it's hard to, like,
put into words exactly. It's like,
it's like looking at a deer, a
pack of deer in your yards.
When you see it, it looks tight,
right, like it looks good, like,
damn, look at all those deer
just laying back in the sun and
shit. It looks beautiful. You
want to be a part of it. You
want to like get in there and
lay hard too, but like, as soon
as you go out there to get with
those deer, you spook them off.
Basically we're just poor and
free, man, recluse as they come.
My family, I don't know. Maybe
they're different, or maybe they
just talked to god and god said,
hey, let this one in. Because my
mom, my real mom, she... I
don't know, so they just took
care of me. She couldn't.
You wanna meet my dad?
I'd like that.
♪ Jazz music with drums
prickface: What's up, sugartits? You
know, something? This might be a place
that we could film
"double dragons."
Cincinnati: You can't
film nothing here.
What?
I'm telling your friend you
can't film nothing here.
Yeah, okay.
School zone: It's
just an action movie.
Cincinnati: Give me the camera.
Prickface: What?
Cincinnati: I'm coming
for the camera.
I gotta talk to you.
Yeah, give me a minute...
Honey, everything okay?
Woman: Yes.
♪ Fast drum action music
I gotta talk to you.
♪ Same music muffled
I gotta marry your daughter.
My daughter?
Yes, sir.
Cynthia? That girl out there?
Yes, sir. Her.
She know you?
Sure. She's my girl.
No shit?
I'm gonna take her
to California.
You and Cynthia?
And my brother.
She know you're asking this?
Didn't know till just now tonight.
Don't make plans much.
Yeah, but you got ambition.
Shit... here.
Take some daddy fire.
Basically kill you.
♪ Muffled loud music
♪ Music slows to drum beat
♪ Jazz pop music
chilson: Skating. Skating.
Oh, I don't want to do this.
Unh-unh.
♪ Upbeat synthetic dance music
♪ mellow happy fun music
♪ Upbeat fun synthetic music
♪ Fast beat synthetic music
♪ Synth music continues
playing in the background ♪
Keeter: Three. I'm a play.
Chilson: You have a different haircut.
Why are you dressed like that?
Keeter: Why are you
dressed like that?
Come on over here with
me in the party room.
Why?
'Cause it's open out here.
We can't go in a room with you.
I'm looking for the brothers
who live on the boat.
♪ Quirky synthetic music
who's that?
I know you know them. I know
you go on that boat, man.
What? What do you want? What?
Well, come on, let's go.
Come on.
♪ upbeat dance music
Charlene: It's out of control.
I can't stop eating them.
Chilson: Hey, hi. You look like this
friend of mine, but you're not.
You here to party?
I like to party.
Olympia: You okay?
Yeah, I'm great I feel great. So
you're just out here working.
Working what?
Oh, doing your thing out
here, making friends.
Yeah. I make balloon animals.
You make balloon animals. Oh, okay, yeah.
Yeah, right.
I get it. Sure. Balloon animals.
Yeah, right...
Well, there's two
boys over there who
want balloon animals.
What boys?
Those two. Uh, you can
see them over there?
Yeah. I know them.
Oh, okay, good. Great, great.
So you're like all friends?
You a girl cop?
What? No, no, I'm not a cop.
It's ninety each animal.
But they told me
you did fifties.
Who said that?
He did, that, that keeter kid.
No. Fifty is a deal if you repeat.
I'm giving you a break
at ninety. They want
me to take my top off,
it's an extra twenty each.
No. You can keep your, you
can keep your top on.
Well, then it's ninety each.
Actually fuck it.
It's two bills.
What? Why? Why?
A hundred a pop.
Jesus, they're like fourteen.
They probably just, you know,
wanna touch your boobs, get
their little dingos hard.
I know fourteen-year-olds
who sing like sweethearts.
What?
Just give it to me.
Jesus Christ.
Hey, keep it down. Keep it down.
And they better finish quick.
Friday the Bible camp kids come
and do a sing-a-long in that
group room. Fuck.
♪ Dramatic instrumental build
prickface: You don't gotta
marry that girl no more.
Forget that fucking money.
Cut that one loose. Outta here.
Bang, she's out.
We on our way to California...
With all the sunshine pussy
we can carry in both hands.
Just you and me.
♪ string music
poor boy: Hey why you trying to
talk for me and think for me?
You're jealous of her.
You got an opportunity now.
Climb off that fucking
Ferris wheel.
Go straight legit with me.
The scam is over. We win.
Fetch a celebration
rabbit and roast a hare.
Tomorrow I might get drunk.
♪ Dramatic string music
Poor boy: You shoot
'em good though.
Cynthia: I'll shoot 'em.
I'm gonna shoot 'em right.
Right in the head.
Can I do it?
Okay.
That's where you want it?
Yeah.
Okay. Okay.
Okay, go.
I think you blew
up them rabbits.
Oops.
♪ Dramatic string music
♪ Soft string music
Get off me.
♪ Dramatic string
music
I can make tortillas
or salad or something.
You know, fuck you, dick asshole.
You got money now, so I
guess you don't need me.
You can just come in me.
Shit, man, that ain't cool.
I'm cooler than that.
Well... what...
What do you want?
I don't know man. It's fucking hot.
I'm fucking hot out here.
You want California?
I don't wanna go with your brother.
Sleep on some foldout
couch with your brother.
He's my brother.
I don't wanna live with prickface, man.
He's nasty.
Don't call him that.
He's fucking prickface.
Everybody calls him that.
He's fucking prick...
♪ Light ominous music
you better stop.
♪ Ominous music increases
get your clothes off.
Cynthia, what the fuck?
Do it, motherfucker.
Or I'll shoot you.
♪ Ominous music increases
♪ Ominous drum music
everything off. Naked.
You're fucking horse crazy.
Bring it over here. Everything.
♪ Ominous string music
Put it down and back up.
Haha. What's wrong with you
is wrong all the way through.
You're just a fucking girl.
dramatic string music
♪ dramatic strings build
♪ Powerful string music swells
♪ Music falls
♪ Deep manic music builds
prickface: Hey, where's my four-by?
What the fuck happened to you?
You okay? What happened?
Are you all right?
♪ Dramatic string music
oh, she's fucking dead.
Fuck the ravenblankets.
You're my favorite brother
in the fucking world.
Nobody gets away with
shooting my brother.
She's fucking dead dick and bait.
Fucking nobody shoots my
goddamn Sammy with a fucking
bullet with his own goddamn gun.
Cynthia ravenblanket, you're
heading for the stars, and so's
your fucking father. You're
father's going down, bitch. You
father is going down! Cincinnati
can suck a dick! Cincinnati can
suck his own fucking dick.
Yeah!
Oh, Cynthia ravenblanket,
I'm gonna fuck, ah!
Is that your sega TV?
We'll get a new sega TV.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Sorry. I knew that girl was shit
from the start. Should've never
had that fucking plan. Fuck Indians!
Fuck all the Indians!
Open up.
Make a fist.
Does it hurt?
Yeah.
I can't believe she shot you.
With my own gun.
Women are more trouble than
they're worth, brother.
But it ain't gonna suck itself.
Never gonna suck itself.
Never gonna suck itself.
No matter how hard I try.
No matter how hard it try,
it ain't gonna suck itself.
I wonder sometimes if I went
back in time in a machine where
I could meet myself
when I was little,
would he be proud at
how I turned out?
There ain't no
machine like that.
There ain't a lot of things.
There ain't a lot of things.
There ain't a lot of things.
There ain't a lot of things.
There ain't a lot of things.
Billie Jean: Do you see the stars?
Are you looking at the stars?
Mrs. Waxman: Who is it, sweetie?
Uh...
Prickface: Look at that darn baby.
Mmm. Hey, baby!
Poor boy: I saw him, but
there's nothing on.
We got victory, brother.
Show her that...
Hey, you came to see old Mrs.
Waxman, huh?
Yes, ma'am. We come
to buy the boat.
I knew it. I had a feeling.
I was telling Billie,
right, Billie?
We got cash money.
No, no, no. Sit down. Sit down.
We got cash money.
Sit down. Ever done a
tarot card reading?
Nothing to it. Cut it
into three stacks.
Okay, good. Stay with me.
Give me your hand.
Set an intention.
Yeah. I can feel your intention.
Ask a question.
Who am I asking?
Ask the cards.
Got one? Let's see
what you got there.
♪ Tribal melodic music
sometimes you have dreams, and
when you wake up, you feel like
you've been there before. You're
running through a strange forest
with two moons in the sky. The
trees fling you through the air
like slingshots. Almost you can fly.
Down below there are people
looking for you.
They got torches.
The future feels old.
Prickface: Listen, lady, we
didn't come here to voodoo.
We came here to buy a boat.
What is this?
That's the American
dream right there.
Hmm, what do you want
me to do with this?
You can fuck it if you want.
Stick it up your ass if you want
to. Talk to it. Dress it up in
a bowtie and ship it off to
england. I don't fucking care.
That's fourteen hundred
eighty dollars right there.
That's what you can do with it.
♪ Ominous tribal music
you want to buy a boat
for fourteen-eighty?
Yeah.
Yeah?
Hmm, rascal, don't look at him.
Don't look at him right now.
What am I gonna do with you?
Fucking bitch.
Don't, look at me.
Don't look at him.
Burn at the fucking
stake, whore.
Look at me. Don't look at him.
Don't look at him. Look at me.
Fucking cunt witch.
Fucking witch's cunt.
You know I would, right? Where
do I put you? You know I do.
Fuck your shitty fucking grill.
It's a sorry thing. I'm sorry.
♪ Slow instrumental music
♪ Slow instrumental music
♪ Hopeful instrumental music
prickface: Y'all ain't shit. I'm all day.
I'm every day.
Y'all ain't shit. I'm all day.
I'm every day.
Ya'll want to play
with a snake charmer?
You don't wanna
build sandcastles?
Come on, get, get, get,
get, get, get in the track.
Get in the lap track! Get in the lap track!
Get a hold of it!
Bunch of fucking lepers
and your leper rugrats.
Smell all y'all from here.
No, hey! Ain't nobody bigger than me.
Nobody!
I tell you what, I like to throw
these motherfuckers right
here. I love to throw these
jokers right at your faces.
There ain't nobody gonna fucking whip me.
Yeah. All you
big men, big men, you might be
bigger, but you can't whip me.
Unh-unh. Unh-unh.
Let's Rob Reggie.
What?
Let's Rob Reggie.
- Mean ideas.
- Reggie ain't tough.
We could hold him up,
blow his desert down.
He's got more money than
grayskull don't he?
We'll probably find it in
the walls or some shit.
I ain't gonna sit like a bitch.
- No.
- No.
Yeah. No.
Waiting like a bitch?
No, fuck that.
Go in, get that strap cash.
Rob that fucking Reggie pass.
Get that Reggie cash.
I'm sick of waiting, brother.
I'm sick of waiting too.
You're all day, every day.
I'm all day. I'm every day.
Fucking every day. We're tired
of waiting. Hear that?
We're tired of waiting.
Open up the glove box. Hand me
that thing that's in there.
♪ Sharp string music
Poor boy: You good?
Prickface: Are you good?
I'm good.
Well, so am I. Put the lady
legs on your head now.
I will.
Put them on your face. If I was
shorter, I'd have been the
greatest jockey to
ever ride a horse.
♪ Mischevious beat music
♪ Mischevious beat music
mischevious music darkens
prickface: What
the fuck is that?
Sounds like fucking. Oh, shit,
we're about to see girl's legs.
Holy shit, we're about
to see some tits.
Oh yeah, I think we're
gonna see some titties.
Is that fucking leighann?
Wait. Wait.
Hey! What the fuck are you doing here?
What in the fuck!
Leighann, take his
dick out of you!
Leighann: Fuck you!
We gotta go! Go! Go!
♪ Wailing instrumental music
Men: Whoo! Whoo...
- You said you fuckers...
- Oh, we got you...
You wanna shine with us?
C'mon shine on.
- C'mon fuckers.
- Wassap, prickface?
Man: Oh, fuck.
Poor boy: Romeo. Brother.
Man: What the fuck
is wrong with him?
Brother.
Vernon: Holy shit.
Brother, get up.
Shit.
Brother, come on.
Get him off. Get him over.
Get him,
get him the fuck off the boat.
Brother, come on.
Man: We were just scaring them.
Yeah. You were just trying
to scare him all right.
Get off me. I'll break
your fucking...
You see that? That's a pool of blood.
You scared a hole right
through the middle of him.
That wasn't us.
They was busting in to a
house before we saw that.
Oh, that wasn't you? He was like
that when you got there? Do you
know how many stories I
hear like that every day?
Get off me you fat...
He was dead when I got there.
You know, fucking death row is
filled with guys...
Who came upon guys that were
dead when they got there!
We can't just throw
him off the boat.
Pick him the fuck up and dump
him off in the fucking water.
It's as easy as making something
in the microwave. You just throw
it in there.
Man: Get him off the
boat, fucking dump him.
I'll put a fucking bullet right
in the middle of both of your
foreheads. I swear to shit.
Don't you touch him,
he's my brother.
Let's get him out of here. Don't
let him go. He wants to be with
his brother, let him be.
Fuck, yeah. Dump him.
Man: Romeo. Romeo.
Goddamn, you guys. Get
this thing started.
♪ Sad instrumental music
♪ Sad instrumental
music continues ♪
♪ Suspenseful and magical
sounding music begins ♪
Chilson: I'm not gonna hurt you.
Just stop.
Just stand still.
Come on, now, look at me. Just
hear me out for a minute.
Just, just don't
run for a minute.
I'm a friendly from Tennessee.
I'm Deb chilson.
Poor boy: Samson griggs.
Nice to meet you, Samson.
I have something for you and your brother.
Where's he at?
Where's he at?
Uh-huh, Romeo.
He's gone.
What?
He's dead.
Oh. Oh, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Your daddy was a friend of
mine from the rodeo circuit.
I used to manage events.
Bookings.
He had something he wanted
me to give you boys.
Roping bulls was how I met him.
Chilson: Hey. Got your
money for tonight.
Blayde: Yeah. Oh, great. Thanks.
Um, did you ask about getting me
next week's early?
Mm-hmm. It's in there.
I appreciate it.
Did your boys see the show?
Yeah, they were out there. Then
they crashed in the trailer.
How they like moving around?
I don't know. They're boys.
They do all right with it.
Yeah.
Some land in California I'm
gonna look at when we're up
there. Little wolf.
Up near Oregon.
That's good country.
It is.
It's cold though.
It is colder. That's true.
Rains some.
I wanna...
Have something to give to
my boys after I'm gone.
Of course you should. It's
a, it's a good thing.
I know.
But then sometimes I
get tired and think,
I just wonder if it's
good to have a kid.
Like is it a, a happy thing?
Like how come whether it's
good or not, like morally,
like of the spirit,
to bring someone
else into the world,
into all this.
And you think about god,
I don't know.
See, I have this dream.
Where I'm all alone in
a cave in the dark,
moving in the dark.
It's windy and there's a
candle in my hand, but
it's just about to go out.
I can't see what's ahead of me.
I can't see where I'm going.
Chilson: I never had sons, but I
raised up three younger sisters.
Learned more about life and
myself watching them than
I ever could have on my own.
Ooh, you talk about god.
Yeah. I don't know how involved
he is in all the proceedings,
but, I can't wait for a sign.
I gotta get building something.
I have to turn down the lights.
I'll see you in the
morning, blayde.
♪ Melancholy music plays
Shit kid: Hey, you a sport?
Is that your car?
Yeah, it's my car.
Where you going?
California.
No, you ain't. You was sleeping.
Anyway, this is California.
You wanna fight?
No.
Got any money?
Yeah.
How much?
Enough.
Let me see it.
It's my money.
You ain't got any money.
You want make some more money?
I know how you can make
some more money quick.
You like fights?
♪ Melancholy music continues
prickface: That
was a better one.
We did it. We kings.
♪ Triumphant music plays
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