Stealing Cars Page #2
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- Year:
- 2015
- 94 min
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- Billy Wyatt.
- What's up with this guy?
Now...
here's what you sweethearts
are gonna do.
You're gonna move all these rocks
at the bottom...
up there.
They're in my way down here.
Now, I don't know how many rocks
exactly will fit up there...
so it's possible a few
might have to come back down.
But we'll see.
Maybe by then...
- Billy won't seem so funny anymore.
- How's this for funny?
A rabbi, a priest and a hooker...
Hooker.... walk into a bar.
Now, the bartender, he's like,
"This is a joke, right?"
Oh, no, no. No.
I know you're out there, Conrad.
- I can smell you breathing.
- Word of advice.
Shut the hell up.
That is four words, technically.
Ooh...
Damn.
- Anybody else?
- Damn.
Hey, let me ask you something.
Ask away.
How'd you do that thing in class?
When you looked up from your book
and kept reading...
- like you had it memorized.
- I did, you know. I mean, I do.
I have this memory thing.
Eidetic memory.
I'm supposed to know
what that means?
If I read something or see a picture
of something just once...
it sticks with me forever,
with perfect clarity.
- That's awesome.
- Oh, you think so?
How'd you like to have the menu
of IHOP on 23rd and Broadway...
dancing around in your head 24/7?
Got it from my father. He has it.
Bet your dad's pretty pissed
at you now, huh?
Yeah.
Let me ask you something else,
Mr. Memory.
- Yeah?
- What's that Greek myth...
- with the guy in... That carries...
- Sisyphus.
- Yeah. He pushed the rock up that hill.
- Great story.
for 20 years.
He got, as you can imagine,
completely buff.
A Greek princess falls in love with him.
They get married.
the hourly basis until he dies at 200...
- after which, they made him a god.
- Really?
No.
Sh*t.
- Billy, you're bleeding.
- Huh?
On your back.
Whoa.
You fell, funny man.
Go to the infirmary.
I tell you what, Dwayne.
I have a job. So you don't need
to send me those checks...
that you weren't
even sending me anyway.
- How long you been sitting there?
- I don't know.
What's wrong with you?
- I got a kind of cut on my back.
- Take off your shirt.
Just like that? Not gonna
ask me out to dinner first?
At least tell me I'm pretty.
- What's your name?
- Billy.
Nurse Simms.
Now, off with that shirt, bright eyes.
Oh, man.
That bad?
What happened?
I fell.
Uh-huh.
We have a falling epidemic here.
Do I need stitches?
I don't know. I don't think so.
That's good because I hate needles.
Me too.
Turn around.
Can you breathe okay?
I don't know.
Feels like I broke something.
Rest.
All right, so the black guys
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