Mojave Page #5

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Can I join you for a minute?

No.

- I'm a producer.

- Congratulations.

- I have a part for you.

- That is just physiology.

Look, you're waiting for me

to exhibit interest

of a kind I don't have or to make

a mistake of the kind I don't make.

Well...

- Can I at least get a picture?

- They don't allow photography.

Where's Tom?

Your, uh... friend.

F*** off.

I'll see myself out.

She's a keeper.

A man, he bothered me at lunch.

What'd he do?

What'd he look like?

He came up to my table

and talked sh*t.

Security took him out.

Listen...

this place is dangerous.

Yeah? Everyone says

Hollywood is dangerous.

You are the one who said

what was wrong with Fitzgerald

is that he couldn't

write screenplays.

That's not what I'm talking about.

You have to go somewhere safe.

What happened in the desert?

There was a... situation.

I survived.

Someone else didn't.

I hope you don't think this sort of

thing makes a man less attractive.

You have to go.

Jumpin' tonight.

Not one of my better investments.

Let's have a drink, brother.

You'll have to buy.

They might know the owner

of the cards I've got.

I'm saving my cash

for exigencies, brother.

Is it on you?

What?

Is it on you?

No idea, brother,

what you might mean.

Hi! My name is Tarquin.

I'll be your server.

Oh, I'm sure that some entity

other than yourself,

Tarquin, will be

the judge of that.

But in my present mood,

which is just terrific,

my friend and I unconditionally

accept service as your intention.

We'll have water, brother.

We're parched.

We've been in the desert.

Still water or sparkling'?

Gas, brother.

Con gas. The bubbles.

Yeah, I was a little bit different

in the desert admittedly.

Mm-hmm.

Change sets you up.

How you been, brother?

Apart from killing

Mexican-American fathers of six

and leaving me to take

the fall for it.

I'm not your brother.

I've been doing all right.

I haven't.

I'm the 99 percent.

It's tough out there.

Only financially, of course.

IQ, brother, that remains

John Stuart Mill level.

Seriously, I was tested.

Just before I didn't go into the Army.

Congratulations.

Yeah, it's complicated.

I didn't do a lot of things, brother.

Look...

There isn't a man out there

who wouldn't have shot

that poor f***ing federale.

Nut a person alive with half a brain

would have reported it,

either, in your situation.

You were being followed by me.

I mean, obviously,

it could have been me

at the mouth of that cave,

if that parky hadn't come by,

it would have been me,

and I would have killed you.

You should understand.

And I am going to kill you.

And you need it.

Justice, brother,

needs to be sewed.

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