Mosquita y Mari Page #3

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First tell me what

you're thinking about.

Nothing...

Just about my parents.

What about them?

I was remembering this one day,

awhile back.

My dad put on this CD he bought

off this guy on Pacific.

He put it on then went and

pulled out this old cowboy hat

I've never seen him in.

Then he approached my mom

and then they waltzed

around the room...

Not caring about their usual,

resting up for work

the next day.

It was like they were

somewhere else for that moment.

It was kinda beautiful.

You think too much.

Come on, scaredy-cat.

What about your father?

He died.

Some sort of accident...

He used to drive one of those

big-ass 18-wheelers

up, down,

and all around this place.

Did he ever take you for a ride?

No...

He was always just too

happy to be home with us.

At least everyday

was different for him.

Different like today.

(siren wails)

(both singing)

They started to play...

To play...

Dancing with death!

I got to go...

Here.

Some guy who flyers

keeps eyeballing my sh*t.

This?

Fool, that's a classic.

(Music plays from the Walkman )

Yolanda!

Yolanda!

(Music plays from the Walkman )

Photos and videos.

Photos for passports.

Thank you.

Under a bunch of crap.

I made them find one.

Sorry it took so long, Mari.

Cool.

I never thought I'd hear you

say that about a textbook.

Cool for when I can't

meet up with you.

You know, makes it easier.

We're going to meet up at

the shop today, aren't we?

Nah, I got that other stuff

to do, remember?

I'll go with you.

Why not?

Crazy! That's not you.

How do you know that's not me?

I ain't playing, Yoli.

I can do my work at home.

Don't trip.

Don't even trip, girl.

We got your back.

We got plans for us to kick it

after school and just have fun.

(Chattering, gossiping)

So are you like a freshman,

a junior, a sophomore?

No, I'm a sophomore.

I remember when I

used to be a sophomore.

(Yolanda) That's cool.

So you're a junior?

Yeah.

Oh, that's cool.

Yeah, you like it?

Yeah, so far.

I like your braid!

It's really long.

Who did it for you?

My little sister.

I can braid it

for you sometime.

That's be cool!

So who was that?

My best friend.

Need to talk to her

or something?

Are you sure?

Yeah.

So you want to come?

No, I'm ok.

Come with us, Yoli!

You'll have fun.

No, I'm ok.

Giving up the studies to hang

out with your little boyfriend?

He's not my boyfriend.

Yeah, he's probably a f*ggot.

He's just someone me and

Las Cuatas know from school.

Why do you care?

Please.

If you want to hang out

with the twiddle-dums

and the rest of them,

that's on you, stupid.

Stupid you.

Yeah, whatever.

Yeah, whatever.

Photos and videos.

Photos for passports.

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