Dirt Page #3

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Well, the kid's smart.

Knows a lot about cars.

I'm sure he does.

All your kids are great.

It's just, uh..

[sighs]

You know what? Look.

Let me get through the weekend

and I'll call you, okay?

It's a little more

urgent than that.

He's sitting in jail.

You wanna put a criminal

on my team?

I wanna put a criminal,

um, in your house.

What? Come on.

[chuckles]

He needs a guardian.

He doesn't turn 18 till August.

I don't know. I don't know.

Now, the kid's had nothin'

but bad luck.

His mom died of cancer

when he was little.

His dad, killed in a break-in

at his shop two years ago.

And he's managed to take care

of his ten-year-old sister

all by himself ever since.

You can't save

every kid, Freeman.

He got busted for stealing

a car, but he's not a bad kid.

Dash cam video nailed him

when he got a little cocky.

[chuckles]

Here's the footage.

Uh...you should watch it.

Unless this is footage of him

sweeping up a pit

or hauling tires, this might not

be the spot for him.

(Bulger)

'Hey, Rick,

come check this out.'

I gotta go.

I'll take a look at it.

But no promises, okay?

(male announcer)

'That's it for Round 3

of Lucas Oil Off Road.'

'Round 4 starts tomorrow

at 10 a.m. sharp'

'with the Pro Lite trucks.

See you there, folks.'

[sirens blaring]

[tires screeching]

(male #3)

'Oh, sh*t!'

[chuckles]

You wanna stop and get, like,

a toothbrush or anything?

I'm fine.

Yeah, the captain said we can

swing by your apartment

and grab some stuff if you want.

Look, I don't need no one

taking care of me, alright?

Right.

You got out of jail

all by yourself.

- Hey.

- Hi.

So you must be Dez.

- Hello, Miss Radden.

- Oh, call me Glenda.

Glenda? Like the witch?

- The good witch.

- Uh, yeah, sometimes.

(Rick)

'Come on.'

Wh.. Don't you have

any bags or--

We just came straight

from the station.

Yeah.

Couldn't even get

a toothbrush or anything.

Rick, what's wrong with you?

Come on inside.

We'll get you hooked up.

Can I get you anything

to eat or drink?

Um, I'm fine.

Your room is right around the

corner, first door on the left.

Why don't you go ahead?

I'll meet you in there.

Okay.

Honey, be careful where

you leave the keys, alright?

- You're serious?

- Yeah, I'm serious.

This kid's a car thief, hon.

Well, then he doesn't

need keys, does he?

So, you're okay with this?

Mm, I didn't really

have a choice, did I?

- Well, I asked you.

- Mm, more like you told me.

Ah, I'm not gonna argue with

you, baby. I'm not gonna do it.

Well, maybe you should

go check on him, you know

before he steals

all your underwear.

Hey.

Here.

Thanks.

Look, kid, this isn't a game.

You got a lot to prove to me,

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