Crossroads Page #5

andyou pull a stunt like this,|I am so surprised atyou.

You worked so hard. Areyou|gonna start slacking offnow?

What are you writing there?.

Stuff.

Are you mad at me or something?.

Why would I be mad at you?.|I don't even know you.

- No!|- Oh, no, it sounds bad.

Look at all that smoke.

What's wrong with it, Ben?.

It's the head gasket, I think.

- Give me your shirt.|- Here.

Whoa! What are you doing?.

Nobody touches this except|for specialists and myself.

Because it's an antique|and I don't want people to--

- It's your radiator.|- No, it's the head gasket.

No, your radiator's cracked.|What year it this?. '73.

Oh, that's like 350,|plus labor.

Great! Great!

I'm hungry.

How long does it take|to get a tow truck?.

- Ben's only been gone two hours.|- I'm so hungry.

Won't you stop saying that?.|We heard you. You're hungry.

So what?.

We don't have $350.|Even if he gets a tow truck...

we don't have enough money|to get the car fixed.

I'm gonna be stuck here in--|Where the hell am I?. Where am I?.

Louisiana.

Stuck in some|butt-hole town, Louisiana.

I am never gonna get to LA|to see Dylan.

He's gonna be so upset.

Whatever.

Excuse me?.

Could you be more self-centered?.

- You're just jealous.|- What?.

I'm not blind. I know how girls|like you looked at me in school.

You would've given anything|to trade places with me.

Girls like me?.

I can't help it if I'm popular,|so just lay off.

Girls like me?.

I didn't make the rules, Mimi.|It's not my fault...

everyone thinks|you're a trailer-trash skeeze.

- Stop it!|- Don't touch me like that!

- Guys, don't!|- You're pregnant!

You're a redneck!

Girls! Mimi! Stop!

Stop it! Stop!|I'm so sick of the two ofyou...

bitching and fighting|every damn second of the day!

For once,|would you just shut up?.

I don't know why the hell I asked|the two ofyou to come on this trip.

We don't belong together.

This was a mistake, okay?.

I'm sorry, partner,|that's the best I can do.

It's a cracked radiator.

He said he'd get it ready|by tomorrow.

How will we get the money|to pay for it?.

I have an idea.

I'm gonna call my father|and have him come get me.

You're leaving?.

This trip's over.

Wait, I have an idea!

You know what?.|I'm sick ofyour ideas, Mimi.

I should've known you'd make|a mess of this trip.

Fine, run home to your daddy,|but don't try and blame this on me.

Lucy, I haven't asked you|for anything in a really long time.

But I'm gonna askyou to stay.

Please hang up the damn phone|and just stay with us!

Come on, Lucy.

Hello?

I do.|I have a really good idea.

Yeah, it better be good.

Okay, I have something|to say.

I know we're not all getting along,|but tonight's important.

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