Hot Summer Nights Page #4

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- (COUGHING)

Wow, I'm, like, really high.

I'm, like, really high.

HUNTER:

Where's this chick live?

What?

- Where does this girl live?

- She...

Oh, just, like,

over near the airport.

Oh, f***.

DANIEL:
"Oh, f***" what?

Uh-oh...

Did you bang her? (LAUGHS)

She's got, like, a penis

or something? (GIGGLES)

She's my sister,

you little sh*t.

Well, is it cool if I...

Just leave her alone.

- Okay.

- "Okay"?

- No. No "okay." I'm serious.

- Yeah, no, dude.

- I'm serious.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Leave her the f*** alone.

- All right. Okay, okay.

Yeah.

Don't tell her

I said anything.

She doesn't talk to me

anymore.

Why... Why not?

She's gonna get outta here.

She's gonna go on

and live a good life.

Yeah.

Okay, all right.

All right, forget her,

you know.

I still want

a piece of your action.

- Why?

- Look, look,

cops are all over you, dude.

Nobody know...

Nobody knows me.

- You're serious?

- Yeah, I'm...

- (SNICKERING)

- I'm serious.

Why not?

Exactly.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

DANIEL:
So what's

the standard pricing?

A gram goes for 10 bucks.

We call that a dime bag.

That's what

we smoked at the party.

Exactly. Good,

you're a fast learner.

What's this one?

That's 3.5 grams.

We call it an eighth.

It's 30 or 40, depending

on how good the bud is.

Most people

wanna buy those things.

What about this bad boy?

That's a zip. It's an ounce.

So it's 200 bucks,

give or take.

If more people bought these,

my life would be

a lot f***ing easier.

Well, we should sell

more of those.

Yes, we should sell

more of these.

But you can't make people

buy what they don't want.

And how can we

make them want it?

(PUFFS)

You're a smart little f***,

you know that?

You're too smart

for your own f***ing good.

(COUGHING)

All right?

(INAUDIBLE)

BOY:
And so it began.

Over the next month,

they sold all up and down that

town and five towns over.

And if you were like me,

which means

you were getting stoned

in lower Cape Cod that summer,

you were getting it

from Hunter Strawberry

and Daniel Middleton.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

(MUSIC BLARING ON CAR RADIO)

(POLICE SIREN WHOOPS)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO

CHATTER)

(GLASS SQUEAKING)

OFFICER:
You're new

out this way.

- Yes, sir.

- That wasn't a question, pal.

(SIGHS) Happens every summer.

And when the air's so heavy

you can't breathe,

the nights turn long

and sleepless

and the stars feel like

they're burning out above you.

The whole world

feels like it's

folding in.

When you long

for cooler times,

do you know what it is

that's gonna tear you apart?

No, sir.

You will soon.

See you further down the road,

Mr. Middleton.

HUNTER:
Yeah,

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