Joy Ride 3

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Ah...

F*** me.

- Lay down. Lay down. Lay down.

- Okay.

Yes! Yes!

Harder. F***, yeah.

Touch me. Please touch me.

Stop. Stop. Stop!

Just f***ing stop for a second!

- I need a... I just need to...

- Okay.

- Come on.

- Give me another bump.

- What?

- Just give me another bump!

Are you f***ing serious?

Yeah, I'm f***ing serious.

Give me another bump!

- Now, go get it. Go.

- Okay.

Go, go, go. Please. Please!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

- I'm out. I'm out.

- F***.

I need some. I need some!

I don't know what to tell

you, okay? Because I'm out.

So, go and get some more!

F***! What do you want me to do?

Make it out of thin air?

I can't f***ing do that, Candy!

I'm tapped out! Do you

speak f***ing English?

Do you understand me? Tapped out!

F*** you! You...

Jesus Christ! Okay, okay! F***!

Hey! Calm down, okay? We're cool.

For Christ's sake, just calm the

f*** down. Okay, I got it.

Yeah, I know how to get some more.

How?

We order in.

Yeah, okay. So you're

gonna get on this radio.

You're going to get some hyped-up,

strung-out, horny trucker

to come pay us a visit.

He's going to come to the door.

I'm going to knock him

in the f***ing head.

And, bam. We're in business.

Okay? Here. Here.

You know how the button works?

Okay, just press that button.

Hi, there.

This is Candy and I'm

looking for some company.

Any lonely truckers out there?

Right. That's good.

This is Rusty Nail.

I knew a Candy Cane once.

Where you at, baby?

Come on. Tell him. Tell him.

Candy Cane.

That's real cute, Rusty.

You got any party favors on you?

I don't party, little girl.

F***. F***!

You know what? It's okay.

Just get him to come meet us.

And we'll roll him for his cash.

- Okay?

- Okay.

Come on, do it! He's going to...

That's okay, big guy, we

can have fun other ways.

Hey, get his phone number.

What's your number, baby?

555-0159.

All right, now, just

like strike a pose.

Like, smile. Look sexy. Okay.

Yeah. That's nice.

I sent you a text, sweetie.

Mmm...

Now that's real pretty.

Meet me at the Blue Jay

Motel off Route 17

for an afternoon delight.

Hurry, I can't wait to see you.

Hey, tell him room 21.

Tell him room 21.

Room 21, baby.

I'll be there.

Okay.

I f***ing love you, baby.

I love you. F***ing love you!

So, he comes to the door.

I hit him, and we get his wallet

and we just get out of here.

Okay. Hey, we gotta get dressed.

We gotta get dressed.

But I don't want to leave.

We already paid for the room.

Candy, what the f*** do

you think is gonna happen

if we hang around here

after we rob him?

We're gonna go to f***ing jail,

that's what's gonna happen. Okay?

- Get dressed!

- Okay.

F***ing flake out on me, Candy.

Fine. I won't.

Okay, just stay there. Stay there.

I'm gonna f***ing smash him.

How strange.

You do not look anything

like your picture.

Hey, mister. Hey, please. Please.

We're sorry. Okay. Just let us go.

We won't tell anyone. I swear.

I swear to you.

Maybe.

But then again, you two

haven't exactly shown me

a track record of

honesty, now have you?

No! No!

- Shut up. Please?

- Please. Please.

Baby, are you okay?

You have a choice to make.

You got into this together.

You can get yourselves

out of this together.

These chains wrapped around

your wrists go under the truck,

straight to the U-joint on my axle.

All you gotta do is hang on

for 1 mile and not fall off.

I'll set you free.

But if one of you slips,

the chain will tighten.

It'll wrap around the spinning axle

and pull you both under the truck.

So you're gonna let

us go after 1 mile?

I'm a man of m word.

Here's a little reward.

I'll let you keep this

bag of crystal I've got.

Boy, there's enough there to get

you high for a good long time.

But don't touch it until I stop.

You gotta wait till

I give it to you.

If you just take it, well,

that'd be rude. Okay?

Time to go. Climb on up.

That's an order! I said, move!

Okay. Okay.

- Move! Come on! Let's go.

- Okay.

There you go.

Have a nice ride.

Okay.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Candy. Candy!

Candy.

Candy!

Candy, look at me. Look at me,

right in my f***ing eyes.

Don't stop looking in my eyes,

okay? We can do this.

We can f***ing do this.

But you gotta help me.

You gotta hold my

hand this whole time.

All we gotta do is

hang on for 1 mile.

Okay?

Just hang on. Hang on.

It's gonna be fine. Okay,

just like before. Okay?

Hold my hand. Hold my hand.

No! Grab my hand! Grab my hand!

Hey, hey! Grab my hand!

Grab my f***ing hand now!

Okay, are you okay? I got you.

I got you. Are you okay?

I got you. I'm just

gonna hold your hand.

Hey, hey, that's gotta

be a mile, man!

Come on, that's a f***ing mile!

That's gotta be a mile!

Stop the f***ing truck!

Good job. You made it.

We made it.

No. No, no. Keep looking at me.

Keep looking at me. No, no, no!

No, no. Candy! We'll get that later,

baby, just wait till it stops. No!

Candy! No!

Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh

rolling down the eastern seaboard

I've got my diesel wound up and

she's running like a never before

There's a speed zone

ahead all right

But I don't see a cop in sight

Six days on the road and I'm

gonna make it home tonight

I got ten forward gears

and a Georgia overdrive

I'm taking little white pills

and my eyes are open wide

I just passed a Jimmy and a White

I've been passing

everything in sight

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