A Thousand Junkies

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[pigeons cooing]

[engine stalling]

[engine starts]

[Latin American song playing]

[music stops]

[Tommy] Why do you always ask

him how long he's gonna be

instead of where he is?

[TJ] Well, he can lie

about where he is.

[Tommy] Yeah. And he can lie

about how long he's gonna be.

[TJ] Well, he's coming man.

[Blake] You know, we've

been here for an hour now.

[TJ] It hasn't been an hour.

[Tommy] Pretty close

to an hour.

[TJ] It has not been an hour.

[Tommy] It's definitely been 45

minutes, man, without a doubt.

[TJ] Without a f***ing doubt.

You guys wanna know

how long we've been here?

We've been here 37 minutes...

and I called him

four minutes ago.

See, man, this is exactly

why we need to...

We need to make a move and get

our hands on legitimate funds.

I mean, we do, you know.

We gotta make

a f***in' play,

and actually, like, sit down and

f***in' organize and plan this sh*t.

Why don't you let me get a

little something in my system

before you start with

your criminal delusions, okay?

They're not delusions, Tommy.

They're facts.

You're a f***ing strange

motherf***er, man.

[scoffs]

[sighs]

Dude, your chick is

flipping out right now, man.

She's flipping

the f*** out, man.

Why don't you call her?

I know.

- Text her at least.

- I know.

Man, she's gonna have the National

Guard searching for your ass.

It is the f***ing coke, man.

No, it is, man. Turns 'em

to f***ing monsters.

All right, come on. Stop it.

Nobody forced you to shoot it.

It's sitting there in front of me.

What am I gonna do? Not shoot it?

All right, f*** this, man.

I'm gettin' some coffee.

Don't get a coffee, man.

No, we need the money

for gas.

And besides,

that's not coffee.

It's sad brown water.

Coffee is coffee.

Coffee is absolutely

not coffee.

- Then what is it?

- If anything, coffee is not coffee.

Then what is it?

Just let him

get a coffee. Jesus.

Go. Do what you want, man.

Oh, thanks, Dad.

You're gonna hit right away and I'm

gonna be poking around for hours.

It's 'cause I'm so skinny.

And you're so fat.

- [scoffs]

- [TJ] Just kidding.

[Tommy] Nah. It's true.

I hate the first shot

in the morning.

Sometimes I hit, man,

it's like, boom!

F***, another time, I'm just

digging around for hours, man.

I had this spot right here on my

shoulder that seemed like it was good,

but I couldn't get a pen

when I found it to mark it.

- Yeah.

- So the next time I was in there,

I just couldn't find it.

It was just gone.

Well, just don't shoot

in your leg.

Start looking for veins now.

You'll find one.

Where?

I thought this would

come back.

This little thing...

Look at those hands!

They look like the hands

of a corpse.

I know.

They're frightening, man.

They're still puffy. And I haven't

been in them in years, man.

I've not been in this hand

since 2009.

- And it's still like a...

- It captures, man.

I know. It's vile, man.

[door opens]

[Blake exhales]

What happened to coffee?

I got Sour Worms instead.

Red or green?

Green, man. I only do apple.

- [phone ringing]

- It's him.

Hey, man, where are you?

We're on Normandie & Jefferson.

Okay. I thought

you said Normandie...

Okay, where do you

want us to go?

No, but we'll

pay you by 3:
00.

Jimmy, I didn't say we had money,

I said we didn't have money.

[Tommy] Just tell him

I'll guarantee it.

Jimmy, come on.

We always pay you.

Just tell him

I'll guarantee it.

Tommy says he'll guarantee it.

He says you already

owe him $300.

$260. Jimmy, I paid you

for that other $40!

Jimmy, please. We just need

one to get our day started.

- Two!

- Okay, so sorry, Jimmy.

Thank you.

Vermont-Slauson.

[upbeat music playing]

[Blake] Yo, what is

"capricious," man?

[Tommy] Capricious?

Why do you care?

[Blake] What does

it mean, dude?

[TJ] It's like, prone to sudden mood

swings without explanation. Why?

[Blake] Nothing. It's just this dude

called me "capricious" the other day.

Pissed me off.

[TJ] Well, he was wrong.

You're just angry.

[Tommy] Oh, sh*t.

[Blake] What?

Oh, sh*t. I forgot

the f***ing gear.

Really?

Oh, f***!

Jesus f***ing Christ, dude.

So what? We'll go

back to Hollywood, man.

We waited two hours, we can't

wait another 25 minutes?

F*** that. How could you

forget the gear, man?

F*** you, man. You think

I'm a f***ing imbecile?

Of course I got

the f***ing gear.

Ugh. God damn it.

I always fall for that.

It's not funny.

I'm not waiting, man.

I'm heading at the Arko.

No. I hate that

f***in' bathroom.

Why? 'Cause of the finger?

I'm the one who found it.

I'm not positive

that was a finger.

That was absolutely

a finger.

It had a f***in' wedding ring.

Could use the bathroom

at the Mexican restaurant

by the pool hall

in Normandie.

- The 24th?

- Yeah.

The cops eat there.

Popeyes on Figueroa

in Washington ain't bad.

It's got a little window, you

can smoke crack in there.

What about the 76 and Adams by SC?

That place is great.

They moved inside

the mini-mart.

- Bastards.

- I know.

Well, we do always have the Mobil

station at La Brea in Washington.

They moved that

inside, too.

Yeah, but those Indian guys are

pretty cool if worst comes to worst.

You know where's

an amazing bathroom?

Remember that coffee house

on Beverly,

when it was that other place, and had

that big, purple, velvet armchair?

It was like shooting up

at a Turkish whorehouse.

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