Jacknife Page #2

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Pancakes. | And for you, Sir Galahad?

Well, let's see.

- I'll have pancakes, too. | - Pancakes.

And some bacon, | eggs over easy...

- Bacon and eggs with pancakes. | - ... grapefruit...

bagel with cream cheese | and some corn flakes.

Banana on the flakes.

- Hungry? | - Oh, yeah, Shirley. See these eyes?

They were basketballs, they | wouldn't be bigger than my stomach.

And, Shirley?

Hey, could I have a sardine and | onion sandwich while I'm waiting?

Thanks, Shirley. | Hey, it's opening day.

Need to bleed the monster? We got no | formal facilities in God's country.

If you wanna use the john, do it. | You won't get a chance later.

Excuse me.

Hey, old buddy.

You think maybe she likes me? | Your sister?

Are you serious?

You two are from different planets.

She's just along to bust my ass.

- I was gonna do that for you. | - I'm a biology teacher.

I think I can bait a hook.

How you doing there, you great | swinging dick? They biting yet?

- Nothing? | - Nothing.

- Have you ever caught a fish? | - Martha.

Only way I'm gonna catch a fish, | I got a feeling, it's to drain a pond.

We'll see.

Hey, stud.

You ain't said nothing | about the hat.

I wear it for luck.

- Bad luck? | - No way, Jose.

Ain't mine. | It's Bobby's.

- Didn't help Bobby much, did it? | - It's helping me.

They hide under rocks. | Trout.

Goddamn little speckled bastards. | They hide under rocks.

Now what the hell kind | of life is that, huh?

Let's catch some fish.

Hey, Martha, | how're we doing?

Look, Joseph...

I know they're out there, Martha. | I just know that they're out there.

I have one! I have one, Joseph! | I have one! I have a trout!

- Sh*t! Reel him in! Reel him in! | - I got one! There he is!

He's a rainbow! | Reel him in, Martha! Reel him in!

What do I do now? | What do I... Where is he?

You got him! You got him! | You got him! Here he is.

- Look at him! | - He's Loch Ness monster's cousin!

Joseph, Joseph! No! | Joseph, wait!

Perfect!

Good thing he threw the hook. That | baby was ready to take your leg off.

Sh*t!

This fishing is a wonderful time!

Hey, Martha!

There you go. | Come on.

My wits are weak, | but my back's strong.

Who ever said trout | fishing was gonna be easy?

Martha? Martha! | You okay?

It's me and you, huh, | stud-hoss? Yeah.

Twenty miles of sh*t creek | with our bare hands, huh?

I don't forget. | Jacknife like an elephant.

Short on smarts, | long on memory.

You sleep. | Jacknife's on watch. You sleep.

Would you have him give me a buzz?

I started working at this garage. | See, if he wants, he could call...

or he could come by.

- Ain't it time to give them a rest? | - Jacknife! Long time no see.

- You gonna drive again? | - I'm looking for Dave Flanagan.

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