No One Lives Page #2
and the steak is an aged rib eye.
Is it aged
because no one orders it?
Very funny.
Why don't I start you off
with something to drink?
Wine.
- Oh, sh*t.
- Helen, a pitcher.
( Rock music playing faintly )
Flynn:
Where's yoursense of humor, Hoag?
I just have to have my--
my fun.
He's a total psychopath.
I'm a team player.
You, my friend,
have become a f***ing liability.
And my f***ing wallet is empty.
Ethan's right.
Today's on you.
Figure out a way to make it right
and maybe we will be
friends again.
Denny:
True that.
Are you--
are you mad at me also?
Listen, if I have to take
any sh*t from you today,
I'm gonna turn your f***ing ball sack
into a beanie.
- I'm just saying--
- Shut the f*** up.
You can talk
once you've put in your time.
I have to take a leak.
Don't tell me
you're watching your weight.
A girl's gotta keep her figure.
You're crazy.
Look who's talking.
Hey, are you guys
from around here?
I think they're mutes.
- I think they're f***ing mutes.
- Denny:
God damn it.We're just passing through.
I see.
- Are you moving?
- Relocating.
Traveling with all your
worldly belongings?
This is my only
worldly belonging.
Is that right?
How much
is she worth to you?
Please, we don't want
any trouble.
- Look, just forget it, okay?
- Hey!
If I wanted to hear
from an a**hole,
I'd rip you a new one.
All right?
The way I see it,
your girlfriend looks at me
like I'm the unsavory type.
Like I'm someone
you don't even want to get to know.
Uncouth, perhaps.
Is that it?
Don't.
Yeah, don't.
You're not the type.
Trust me, I know the type.
Don't mind my boy here.
His idea of friendliness
is to scare the tourists.
( Softly )
Boo.
Come on, let's go. Let's go.
Please excuse us.
- Hoag:
Move.- Whoa.
Do not sh*t where I eat.
( Door closes, bell rattles )
J' 'Cause death is my best friend. J'
Am I really your only
worldly possession?
Of all people,
- you should know I need my--
- ( motorcycle engine revving )
( bangs )
( car approaching )
" ( Flynn groans)
' ( Hoag chuckling )
What in f***'s name is this?
We can strip her down.
There's parts in here.
And where, pray tell,
is the owner of this luxury vehicle?
Convalescing at the gas station,
after which Ethan
will encourage him
to cooperate.
I told you, I don't like you getting
my brother involved in your sh*t.
This guy is some uppity
rich motherf***er
who was at the right place
at the right time.
All it's gonna take
is just a little bit of torture
and we'll have bank codes,
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