Bombay Beach Page #3

- I know, so...

But you know what?

We're not doing

anything wrong.

And we're-- our house has been,

you know--

- Clean?

- Cleaned.

So, if they come, all you need

to do is tell 'em the truth.

- Or, just say...

- That you're happy.

You have a house.

You're not take--

You're taken care of.

Or just say...

"I'm begging you, I'm sorry."

"Please don't take me."

After we got back from prison

and we got the kids back,

I noticed Benjamin

was a little different than

the other children.

- This is my bunny, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

Because I'm a girl.

This is my backpack.

Funny, Mom.

I'm a girl.

I'll be back soon, Harry.

I can go to school, like,

playing nicely.

Yeah, you can.

I can say,

"Hello, pretty girl,

I love you."

Well, I don't know about that--

you can say hi.

Well, this ain't Halloween.

Pamela:
Bye.

What's this, Mommy?

- A bullet.

- Oh, that's a bullet.

Can I see it?

Can I have it?

Throw that over there,

okay?

- Can I throw it in the water?

- No.

- Because it will scare fish?

- It might.

Look at the wave.

I know,

they're beautiful, huh?

I'm gonna go in the wave.

I think they're gonna

be big this time.

- I'm gonna go in the big wave.

- Yeah.

I'm gonna take off my shoes,

I'm gonna go really far.

Yeah.

Well, you don't

have to hold me.

- You can watch, huh?

- Yep.

You can watch me.

- I won't drown.

- I won't let you drown.

- Because you will run quick.

- Yep.

I'm gonna be

swimming like a dolphin.

Dolphins don't go

in here, huh?

No, it's too salty,

I think they're in the ocean.

- Is this the ocean?

- No, it's just the sea.

Dead fish, I hate dead fish,

'cause if I step on 'em,

it will get inside my shoes,

inside my foot.

What kind of a fish would you be

if you could be a fish?

- A fish.

- What kind of fish?

Like a silly fish,

or purple, or...?

A happy fish.

A happy fish,

that's a good one.

I think I would be

a happy fish, too.

We've got fishes!

Where you going?

man:
The main thing I remember

is throwing up so hard

that there was nothing

left but bulimic acid.

Yeah.

I mean, I could just barely

force the water down.

Hydrochloric acid

is like, aah.

Oh, man.

Now that is a salad.

I baked 150 pork chops,

so I think we have enough.

Come here,

you smell real cute.

Well, you-- you better

be careful because--

You come here, come here now.

I-- I ain't gonna be sexy with

you, I just wanna smell you.

It's gonna cost you

a dollar a whiff.

Can-- hey, can I charge

a pack 'til the ninth?

It's when I get my money,

you know?

Well damnit,

if I charge cigarettes, I--

I know, blah, blah,

blah, blah, blah, blah.

Don't blah-blah me,

the hell with it.

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