Out of the Furnace

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Goddamn.

You OK?

The goddamn food

is making me sick.

You gonna be able to drive?

This f***er drives itself.

You think that's funny?

You think that's funny?!

Give me that hot dog.

- I'm just about to eat it.

- Give me that f***ing hot dog.

Open.

What are you doing?

Open your f***ing mouth.

- You're making me uncomfortable.

- Open it!

Open your f***ing mouth.

Get that f***ing thing in there.

Take it. All of it. That's it.

F***ing whore.

Everybody all right over here?

Hey, mind your business, pal.

Yeah, when you slap

a woman around,

it is my business, pal.

Stay out of my sh*t, motherf***er.

That's Mr. Motherf***er to you.

- Harlan, come on. No, don't.

- Yeah, come on.

Harlan?

Harlan...

I don't want no trouble.

- Harlan!

- Yeah, you already started...

Harlan, stop!

Come on, don't! Stop!

Harlan!

Stop it! Stop!

Stop it!

Stop it!

The f*** out of there!

F***ing whore!

Yeah, you want a problem?

Huh?!

Get back in your f***ing car!

Somebody call 911!

"RELEASE")

I see the world

Feel the chill

Which way to go '

Hey, bring it in!

Windowsill

I see the words

On a rocking horse of time

I see the birds

In the rain

Oh, dear dad'

Can you see me now?

I am myself

Like you somehow

I'll ride the wave...

Come on, six.

Come on, six.

Come on, six.

Oh, he's pulling up

on the f***ing reins.

Why is he pulling up

on the f***ing reins?!

God f***ing...

Are you kidding me?

Hey, man, is this...

That was race eight

right there on TV two?

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- You looking at it?

- Isn't that what I said?

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Man, what are you doing here?

- What are you doing here?

- Huh?

What are you doing here?

You playing the ponies now?

Well, I don't know.

Just trying to make a little dough.

Son of a b*tch.

What, man? Gonna give me some sh*t?

I ain't giving you sh*t.

I'm just wondering

where you're getting

the money to bet with.

- Borrowed it.

- Yeah?

Yeah.

Who from?

Huh?

- Who from?

- John Petty.

Motherf***er gave me a tip,

it didn't pay off.

Well, of course he did.

How much he loan you?

I don't even know.

You don't even know?

You know. How much?

How much?

Fifteen hundred.

F*** me, Rodney.

Where you gonna get that money

to pay him back with, huh?

And what else you gonna owe him?

You got a check coming in

from somewhere or...?

- No.

- You know, 'cause I ain't

got that kind of cash

lying around to bail you out.

Well, I didn't ask

for you to bail me out.

No. Don't f*** around

with John Petty.

I'm not f***ing around with him.

He gave me a f***ing tip,

it didn't pay off.

Come on, man.

Don't give me this sh*t.

Hey, uh, tell Dad that, um...

...I'll be by before work tomorrow.

All right.

And, you know, just...

Don't go.

If I could stay, I would.

Then stay.

Leaving you ain't easy, girl.

Or I'll stay.

I'll stay until you get back.

What time do you get off?

Working a double.

- Seriously?

- Yeah.

Russell, you work too much.

Got to bring home the bacon

to fatten you up.

You, you little Skinny Minnie.

My Skinny Minnie.

Skinny Minnie.

No, I want you to fatten me up

with a baby.

Want to run away somewhere?

Don't change the subject.

I want to run away somewhere.

Let's do it.

- Where?

- I don't know.

I've never been east

of Scranton, but...

- I'm gonna fatten you up.

- Stop.

Uncle Red.

Hey, buddy, how are you?

Saw your truck.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, how you doing?

- OK.

- I'm here.

That's why I'm OK.

You're hot.

Your hand's so cold.

That feel good?

- Yeah.

His fever?

Yeah, it's Still high.

Hey, you want to get

a drink later?

Yeah. Where?

John Petty's?

- How's Lena?

Oh, she's good.

Keeping me in check.

- Big job.

- Yeah.

You know?

Well, give her a hug for me.

You bet, dirty old bastard.

All right, Pops,

I got to go to work.

All right.

I'll see you later.

- You'll come back, huh?

- Oh, yeah.

I always come back.

- I love you.

Me, too.

- Keep your hands warm.

- OK.

Hey, thanks for coming by.

See you, Russ.

I have come here tonight

to stand with you,

to change America,

to restore its future,

to rise to our best ideals

and to elect Barack Obama

president of the United States.

I'm afraid we're about to lose

another Kennedy.

God bless him.

You want another?

No, I'm good.

No, Rodney was supposed

to meet me here half hour ago.

Oh, yeah, how is old Rodney?

He seems awfully quiet

last few times he was here.

Yeah, he stop-lossed again.

- He's going back next month.

- Ahh...

Those poor sons of guns. They're

holding them against their will.

They're gonna run them into

the ground, they're not careful.

Don't get me started.

Well, if he turns up,

you tell him I headed home

to see Lena?

- Sure.

- All right.

Oh, hey, I got this one.

Whoa, thanks, Dan.

Is, uh... Is John in?

I just, you know,

need to bend his ear.

Uh, he had someone

back there earlier,

but, uh, I think they might be gone.

- All right if I...

- Yeah.

If I have to come all the way

down here again, I swear to God,

I'll gut your f***ing ass, c*nt.

You hear me, Petty?

You better start following

through on your promises.

Oh, you know I can't control

some of those f***ers.

For 25 grand,

you'd better control them.

I ought to put a piece

of lead in your ass

- and take everything in here.

- John, you back here?

Oh, I'm sorry, should I

come back later or...?

No, it's OK.

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