Highway Page #4

I hear the police coming,

I hear the police coming,

I hear the police

coming after me.

What's it going

to be, boys?

How about you give us

two Z's of endo,

100 hits of E,

and a page of blotter?

That's my man,

pots and pans.

I have it ready.

I'll fill your order.

I can't believe

that you told him...

'We're thinking Seattle.'

What kind of total void

are you, Jack?

Pilot, relax, man.

He thinks we're

going to Detroit.

Yeah? Man,

tomorrow morning...

that freak wakes up...

his nipple ring's

been torn off...

he's got a brand-new

monkey in his closet...

and a 14-year-old

Asian boy...

lying next to him

is in a diabetic coma...

he won't remember a f***ing

thing about last night...

except that we're taking

our trick asses to Seattle!

Give me the keys.

So we don't go

to Seattle.

We'll just go

someplace else.

Someplace else?

Yeah, like I said...

I've got an aunt

in South Dakota.

I got a cousin...

in Albuquerque,

Tempe, Valencia.

Oh, bro!

There's a black belt

convention in Reno!

Come on!

No.

It's cool.

You're right.

I mean, Scawldy thinks

we're going to Detroit...

let's go to Seattle.

Hi, you've reached the Carnes's.

Billy's in Boston,

Amy's in Seattle...

but we're still here,

so leave a message.

That Lucy?

Uh, yeah.

How did she take it?

She took it fine,

you know, I mean...

sh*t, all she's going to be

without...

are my clever

observations.

You bang her yet?

Not even close, man.

If 'bang her'...

is an island

off the Caribbean...

me and Lucy are stuck

in traffic in Jersey.

Whatever. The point is...

you haven't been

to the Dan D. Fine.

Of course not,

have you?

Clark brought me

there when I was 12.

Good old Clark!

Who needs Disneyland?

It's on the way,

maybe we could stop by.

What for?

If there's something

wrong with your pipe...

the Dan D. Fine

will clean it out.

There's nothing

wrong with me.

Well, I mean, maybe...

look, man, we've got

to put miles...

between us and the Veg,

you know?

And plus, you know,

there are bound to be...

other places

like the Dan D. Fine...

further along down

the road.

What did you say?

I mean,

I think it's better...

if we just skip it.

Bro, there is nothing...

nothing like

the Dan D. Fine.

So get in the f***ing car.

Let's go, you p*ssy.

Make a woman

out of you yet.

I don't know, Jack.

Good evening, gentlemen.

How you doing, Frood?

How's your dad, Jack?

He's all right.

Have a seat.

I didn't even take out the gock.

Leave me alone!

Mauzner, I don't care

who your daddy is, OK?

It don't give you

the right...

to come in here

and act like a virus!

Can it!

Good evening,

gentlemen.

Welcome

to the Dan D. Fine.

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