Meeting Evil Page #2
-So, you can't park there.
-I just did.
-You need a permit, that's the thing.
-You're hurt, right?
Ain't that the definition of handicap spot?
Just act like a cripple. We'll be all right.
Okay.
Where you going?
How about that drink?
If you don't want to have a drink with me,
all you got to do is say so.
-Look.
-You know...
I know, I can behave
Just because I'm a little different
doesn't make me a bad guy.
I don't think you're a bad guy. It's just...
I just gotta get home. That's all. My wife.
Wife.
Careful.
The damn shitter's broken again.
Plumber's late as usual.
Yeah, I'm always waiting for the muffin man.
Well, you just get your tight little trucker ass
on in here before I cream my shorts.
And that's a big 1 0-4.
-Sorry, hi.
-How can I help you?
May I borrow your phone?
I just gotta make a quick call.
Pay phone's at the bar.
Okay, well, it's...
I just gotta call my wife, it's local.
Pay phone's at the bar.
Okay, so, give me your cheapest phone,
I guess.
Last one. Cash or credit?
Look, I'm really sorry. I don't have my wallet.
-If you just let me use the phone...
-Pay phone's at the bar.
Lady, I haven't seen a pay phone in years.
-I'm just trying to...
-Not my problem.
Okay, look, I'll just...
You know, Rhonda, for somebody
in the communications business,
I think you could afford to learn
F*** you.
-How's that for common courtesy?
-All right.
Grow some balls.
Actually, I'd just like to use your phone,
if that's okay.
Jesus Christ!
-John. What are you doing here?
-Hey, Trevor.
I just need to use the phone. Sorry.
You look like hell.
Yeah, I've been better.
You know, listen, John,
it wasn't all my decision.
So, whose was it?
Corporate downsizing.
You just weren't pulling your weight.
Walk away, John, like you always do.
Come on, man.
Johnny, come on
and have a drink with us, man.
-My man. I knew you'd be back.
-Yeah.
There ain't no harm in being polite.
You should worry about the fat ass
across the street at the phone store.
Yeah, or my jack-off boss
who just spilled a beer on me.
I'm fine, though.
You mean the bastard who canned you?
He's here?
Yeah, yeah, that's the very guy. He's here.
He's holding court.
I say we go in there
and kick his head inside out.
I shouldn't even have mentioned it. It's fine.
Yeah, I'd like to make a collect call...
Let me loan you a quarter.
It's the least I can do.
I'm fine. It's okay.
Yeah, my name's John Felton.
Hi, it's the Feltons.
We're not home, so leave a message.
you ain't home on your answering machine.
Yeah?
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