Humboldt County Page #3

PETER:
Can I have a word?

Fellas, I've been busy.

- It's been busy.

- PETER:
Excuse me--

STEVE:
Busy, yeah, whatever.

Hey, listen, we got a new sound system.

You guys want to check it out?

- Yeah, we got a subwoofer.

- This thing is awesome.

- PETER:
Bogart--

- It's huge. It's got like four speakers...

PETER:
Bogart--

- It's the subwoofer--

- Right, it's the subwoofer.

- Subwoofer?

- Yeah. Let's check it out.

- Check it out?

- Come on.

- How many speakers?

- Bogart!

I need to go home.

- Oh, here we go!

- ( all whooping )

MAN #1:
The Genny's going.

Genny's going.

MAN #2:
Genny's going.

Listen, I'll give you a ride to the

bus stop in the morning, okay?

- I love you, daddy. Good night.

- Good night.

Charity, honey, can you

show Peter where he can crash?

I'll follow you?

CHARITY:
It's a little hard to see.

I'm sorry.

Hey, why do they

call your mom Bogart?

Uh, she's not my mom.

Oh.

Because she Bogarts the pot.

She--

A verb which means

to hold instead of pass.

You shouldn't know

about all this stuff.

What stuff?

All the, uh,

the marijuana.

It's just a plant.

Yeah, but you're so young.

I think it's nicer than beer.

You're funny.

Where is your mother?

She died a long time ago.

Oh.

- So, Bogart--

- She's kind of like my aunt.

Her parents left, so my grandma and grandpa

adopted her when she was little.

Hmm.

My daddy and her have sex.

Wow.

They say it's okay to have sex

with other people,

but I don't think

they really mean it.

Yeah.

Did you have sex with Bogart?

Uh, did I--

Uh--

- I don't feel comfortable talking--

- Okay.

So, do you want me

to read you a book?

What do you have?

Oh, here's my favorite.

How about

"the closing of the American mind"?

That'll do.

Okay.

- ( kissing )

- BOGART:
Mmm...

MAX:
You should help me

with my crop.

How much are you growing?

How much? Uh--

A lot?

More than a lot.

- Nnnn...

- No, but I've got a system, okay?

- Max, no!

- I just need a couple of hands at the end.

You know that a big crop is messy.

- You know that people notice.

- Jesus Christ,

you sound like f***in' Jack.

Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

- Oh!

- Babe, once I get this harvest done...

- ( moans )

Charity, she'll have a real home.

Then I'm gonna farm a legal crop,

I swear to you.

It sounds good, baby, it does.

- But--

- But what?

What would I do?

Where would I stay?

You'd stay with me.

No.

Why not?

Because.

Because why?

God damn it, man!

It's this place.

It's beautiful, Max, but it's a f***in' trap.

I can't be here!

So what are you gonna do,

go to another city and sing a few more songs

until you pick up another

little parasitic f***--

- Ugh. You know--

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