Desert Blue Page #3

My arm is hurt.

What's that smell? What is that?

- It's dog sh*t.

- The secret ingredient to Empire Cola.

It's in its concentrated form.

I got it all over me.

What the hell is in it?

That's classified information.

Only a few people know.

They're not even allowed

on the same airplane.

I'm not one of them.

- How'd it happen?

- Officer?

- I saw the whole thing.

- Don't leave. I need to ask questions.

I'm going to the car.

Aren't you just the coolest?

Can I help you with something?

- She has a cell phone?

- She must be from L.A.

Sh*t!

I'm in f***ing Egypt!

Seems like her biscuit

could use a little buttering.

- Excuse me!

- Not by me.

It's just an observation.

Sh*t.

Dorks.

- Seems like a b*tch.

- You don't know her.

That's why I said, "seems like."

Hello. I'm nearing menopause.

Mr. Jason,

your N.C.I.C. Came out clean.

That's National Crime

Information Center.

Just checking to see

if you got any outstanding warrants.

I don't get it. You're investigating me

because I witnessed an accident?

I guess you'll be heading back

to San Francisco.

- Nice town?

- Great.

Too many cars,

but that's true everywhere.

Been there long?

No. I moved there

after my divorce.

My daughter still lives

with her mother in L.A.

L.A.P.D!

The greatest.

We'll contact you

if we need any more information.

Sign right here.

Are you trying to get me thrown in jail

for disturbing the peace?

Jesus Christ, Dad. I thought my clothes

were gonna go out of style.

No fear of that.

We're gonna get something to eat.

- Can we eat somewhere else?

- Sheriff said this place was fantastic.

- What's the fun of having a body if...

- You ain't got any fuel?

Right.

Let's split.

Say, let's go investigate.

Must be closed.

Let's go.

No, come on.

It's gross.

Driving all day. Need a little chow.

This place is cute.

You realize we're risking our lives

eating here, don't you?

Didn't see you come in.

Heard you had quite a scare

on the highway.

Yeah, it was a close one.

Luckily nobody got hurt.

Could I watch your television?

I'm so sorry,

but that only plays video.

- No cable.

- No cable?

I tried to get it, but they wanted me

to pay for 45 miles of cable.

- A satellite dish would be cheaper.

- Then aliens would know where we are.

- Hey!

- Hey, Mom.

I'm gonna have the B.L.T.

I got a hunch the bacon is good here.

- What are you gonna get?

- I'm not hungry.

I'll check my messages.

Excuse me.

- Do you have a phone I could use?

- There, on the wall.

Thanks.

Your turn.

Oh, my God!

I'm dying for that role!

Yeah! Of course

I can come in tomorrow.

Attention, please.

At 3511 hours, Stan Chambers died.

K-5.

- Who?

- The truck driver, he's dead.

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