Hiding Out Page #4

And if there's some reason

that you left the trash can--

[telephone rings]

I'll get it.

[Rings]

Can I help you?

Andrew:
who's this?

Who's this?

Your cousin Andrew.

Patrick,

is that you?

Yo, cuz!

Hey, kid, what a relief.

I thought

i had the wrong number.

Patrick--

well, how you doin'?

Uh, well, I'm alive.

I heard you were in

some kind of jam,

somethin'

with the f.B.I.

Uh, Patrick, aunt Lucy,

is she around?

Oh, yeah.

Hey, guess what?

I really don't

have the time.

I'm days away from

my learner's permit.

As a matter of fact,

we were just

going out to practice.

Wow, that's-that's terrific.

Can I speak

to your mom, please?

Hey, where are you

calling from?

Uh, well...Beats the sh*t

out of me.

It sounds like

you're calling

from the Maserati, huh?

Can you please put your mom

on the phone, Patrick?

Hey, maybe you'll let me

drive it sometime?

I've been practicing

day and night.

Left turns suck,

but other than that--

Patrick! put your mother

on the friggin' phone!

Whoa, are we

a little tense?

Yes!

Uh, nurse,

it's the stool pigeon.

Hey, I'll go pull

the car out.

Andrew, that picture of you

in the paper was awful!

[Dog barking]

[Starts engine]

[Rock music

playing on radio]

Oh, my god!

Patrick, my god!

I'll clean it up

later, mom.

Andrew--

[turns music down]

Your cousin Andrew's

coming to stay with us

for a little while.

Really?

Yeah, he's

meeting me tomorrow

in the school office.

Now, that's just

between you and me.

Not a peep,

warden.

Ok. be careful.

[Tires squealing]

Whoa!

Patrick!

[Clutch grinding]

[Starts engine]

Uh, nosebleed.

Major nosebleed.

[Truck horn honking]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Water running]

[Toilet flushes]

Man on radio:

All right,

and now back to more

easy listening.

New Jersey's mellowest spot

on the dial,

wmlow.

Where metal

never gets heavy,

and the rock

never gets hard.

[Car horn honks]

Yo, mister, mister,

uh, may I have

a cigarette, please?

Oh, uh, yeah, sure.

What--

that's a, uh,

that's a real nice coat

you got there.

You wouldn't want

to trade it

for this one,

would you?

No, I don't want that coat.

I just want a cigarette.

Are you crazy?

This is a $500

Italian-made coat.

I bought this

in Milan.

You paid 5 cs for that,

and you're asking me

if I'm crazy?

Ok, I'll give you

the coat--

no!

the shirt--

no!

And a pack

of cigarettes.

No--it's a deal.

Hey, wait, wait,

wait, wait.

For my grandmother.

Thanks a lot.

Enjoy it.

Have a pleasant day.

Hey-hey!

Hey, guys, look

what I got! Cigarettes!

[Thunder]

[Music playing]

Um, excuse me,

can I, uh,

possibly get

a cigarette from you?

Oh, thank you.

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