Dead West Page #3

And it's homemade.

Mm. That's mighty good.

You know, my grandma used to

make iced tea just like that.

Woman:
That's wonderful.

Keep the change.

Oh, why thank you, young man.

Go with god.

Much obliged.

Man:
Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, get off the boot.

Get off of there.

Come on, this is not your house.

Get down from there right now.

Get over here.

Get over here!

What are you doing?

What'd I tell you before?

Huh?

Don't climb on stuff like that!

That is dangerous!

Your mom is not here. I don't

wanna be responsible for that.

Huh?

What do you say?

You're not my dad.

It doesn't matter.

You gotta respect what I say!

I put a roof over

your head, right?

Food on your table!

Now what do you say?

Say it!

I'm sorry!

Say it like you mean it!

- Sorry?

- -Sorry!

Yeah, that's right,

you're sorry for what?

Hey!

What the hell?!

You gotta teach your

daughter some respect! Huh?

Teach your daughter

some respect!

You may touch me,

but you will never lay a

hand on my daughter again!

Do you hear me?

I will lay a hand on

whoever I goddamn well please!

You can find your own way home.

Yeah, I will.

I will, I'll find someone

- who f***ing respects me!

- F*** you!

Man:
Get the f*** out of here!

Goddamn!

Man, f***!

Motherf***er!

What the f*** do you want?!

So, you like to hit little kids?

Excuse me?

You heard me.

Yeah well I don't think

it's any of your

f***ing business, dude!

My daddy wore a pair of

boots same color as these

when he used to kick my ass.

Matter of fact, he shattered

my jaw once with one.

Ah yeah? Why don't you

get the f*** out of here

before I fracture that

sh*t again, b*tch?!

Honey, I think we need

to go back and get him.

- I just wanna go home!

- No, honey, it's okay.

You know how he can be, right?

Come on, please.

Come on, baby, okay?

Oh god!

Oh god!

- Howdy.

- Hi.

Sure is a hot one

out there, ain't it?

Sure is.

All that driving

made me thirsty.

You been on the road for long?

Sure have.

I'll be needing some gas too.

$15 worth.

All right, that'll

be $16.89 altogether.

Oh I can't break that.

You can't break that?

No, the mister went to the bank

and he only left me with

a little bit of change.

I don't have enough.

Well that's all I have.

Well can't you

buy some more gas?

I don't need more gas.

How about you buy

a couple cases of this juice?

I ain't that thirsty.

Well, I'm sorry, mister,

but I can't break it.

You're telling me you

run a gas station here

and I come in for some gas

and you won't sell it to me?

What kind of business

are you running here?

There ain't nothing wrong

with my business, pal,

unless you think the business

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