Trucker Page #2

Shh. Shh. Shh.

[ Exhales ]

[ Both Laughing ]

[ Panting ]

- Diane?

- Yeah.

[ Panting Continues ]

You're so pretty.

Thank you, I think.

Oh, idiot.

[ Chuckles ]

Yeah. Nice, sis.

I told you, Molly.

Shut up, Rick.

Hey.

[ Engine Running ]

[ Engine Stops ]

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Keys Jingling ]

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

- Diane! Hey!

- [ Grunts ]

What the hell

are you doing?

Who the hell are you?

You know who I am.

I'm Jenny Bell.

I've been calling you

and writing you.

Well, Jenny Bell,

I don't check my messages

all that often.

Diane, listen,

Len's got an infection.

All right?

And he's in the hospital

for a few days.

And I have to leave

tomorrow night to go

to my mother's funeral.

So you can see I have

somewhat of a dilemma.

Well, Len and I

have an agreement.

Yeah, well, it was Len's idea.

Don't you have

some neighbors or

some friends or something?

I guess not.

All right, Diane, listen,

you don't owe me anything,

all right?

But I can't work

and take care of Len...

and go to my dead mother's

send-off and watch your

f***ing kid right now.

Yeah, well, I'm

on the road all the time.

It's three weeks.

Three weeks?

Yeah.

Peter, come on

over here.

No. Mm-mmm.

Peter, come over here.

No, Jenny.

No.

Peter, come on.

Jenny.

F*** you.

Peter, come on.

Listen, we talked

about this.

Peter.

Peter, listen to me.

[ Grunts ]

Listen to me, all right?

It's just for a little while

until your dad's feeling better.

All right? Listen.

He loves you, and he needs you

to do this for him.

Can you do this for him?

All right?

Say "okay."

Come on.

Thanks a lot, Diane.

I'm gonna call you

in a few days, all right?

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Engine Starts ]

You're gonna

stand there all night?

Go on.

So you can crash

right there, all right?

I'm gonna get this whole

mix-up resolved tomorrow.

All right? I'm gonna

go see Leonard in L.A.

Runner will watch you.

He's my friend.

He'll probably be

pretty hungover though.

Yeah.

[ Foot Tapping ]

So I just got

the one-bedroom house.

Just a one-bedroom.

[ Exhales ]

Don't like to talk, huh?

I don't like

to talk to b*tches.

Fair enough.

Ooh.

You ever had

a breakfast

burrito before?

Not bad

for a dollar, twenty-nine.

Come here nearly

every day before work.

What do you do?

You ever heard of

a jack-of-all-trades?

Well, that's me.

Actually,

I'm more of a--

more of a six

of diamonds-of-all-trades.

You see those guys

right over there?

I work with them

sometimes.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

Aren't they illegal immigrants?

Well, I guess

it depends on who you ask.

Yeah. Sure.

It's good. Take a big bite.

It's full of eggs.

You're gonna like it.

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