Gas, Food Lodging

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Last name, Evans...

- first name, John.

- I have a J. Evans.

Okay. Thank you. I'll take it.

- Hold for the number.

- Thank you.

The only man missing

was John Isaiah Perion Evans...

my dad.

Hello?

"And be sure to turn out the lights.

"We will.

"I did. She was the last one in there."

Where is your sister?

Shade, wake up and tell me where Trudi is.

God, Mom, I don't know.

I was having a good dream.

Go back to sleep.

This was amazing, Trudi.

You're really amazing.

- I'll call you tomorrow, all right?

- Okay. Yeah.

Now, get some sleep.

- Okay. Bye.

- Bye.

What? I had a date, so?

It's 2:
30, Trudi.

- You haven't been to school in two weeks.

- I have too.

Not according to this. This is bullshit.

You're going to school

or you're getting your ass a job.

- Fine, I'll get a job.

- Doing what?

I don't know. God, something.

- Would you lay off? I'm tired.

- No, I'm not finished with you!

You don't come in at no 2:30 a. m.

As long as you're living in my house.

- You got it?

- I got it!

I don't know how you piss the hours away,

but I got a pretty good idea.

- It's none of your business.

- Oh, no?

Whose business is it if you get knocked up?

Or if you bring home a nice dose

of the clap or AIDS? Answer me that.

- Whose business is it then?

- Not yours!

I wouldn't tell you shit if I were dying!

Listen to me, young lady,

you got three choices:

You go to school, you get a job,

or you get out!

Fine, then, I'm out of here.

I can't stand it here with you!

And you don't close the door in my face!

Come on, I have to go to school tomorrow!

- You're gonna shape up around here!

- Get out of my fucking life!

Sweetheart. I can make you

very sorry you said that.

Go to bed, Mom!

I will go to bed when I want to,

you understand me?

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