Out of the Furnace

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Goddamn.

You OK?

The goddamn food

is making me sick.

You gonna be able to drive?

This fucker drives itself.

You think that's funny?

You think that's funny?!

Give me that hot dog.

- I'm just about to eat it.

- Give me that fucking hot dog.

Open.

What are you doing?

Open your fucking mouth.

- You're making me uncomfortable.

- Open it!

Open your fucking mouth.

Get that fucking thing in there.

Take it. All of it. That's it.

Fucking whore.

Everybody all right over here?

Hey, mind your business, pal.

Yeah, when you slap

a woman around,

it is my business, pal.

Stay out of my shit, motherfucker.

That's Mr. Motherfucker to you.

- Harlan, come on. No, don't.

- Yeah, come on.

Harlan?

Harlan...

I don't want no trouble.

- Harlan!

- Yeah, you already started...

Harlan, stop!

Come on, don't! Stop!

Harlan!

Stop it! Stop!

Stop it!

Stop it!

The f*ck out of there!

Fucking whore!

Yeah, you want a problem?

Huh?!

Get back in your fucking car!

Somebody call 911!

"RELEASE")

I see the world

Feel the chill

Which way to go '

Hey, bring it in!

Windowsill

I see the words

On a rocking horse of time

I see the birds

In the rain

Oh, dear dad'

Can you see me now?

I am myself

Like you somehow

I'll ride the wave...

Come on, six.

Come on, six.

Come on, six.

Oh, he's pulling up

on the fucking reins.

Why is he pulling up

on the fucking reins?!

God fucking...

Are you kidding me?

Hey, man, is this...

That was race eight

right there on TV two?

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- You looking at it?

- Isn't that what I said?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Man, what are you doing here?

- What are you doing here?

- Huh?

What are you doing here?

You playing the ponies now?

Well, I don't know.

Just trying to make a little dough.

Son of a bitch.

What, man? Gonna give me some shit?

I ain't giving you shit.

I'm just wondering

where you're getting

the money to bet with.

- Borrowed it.

- Yeah?

Yeah.

Who from?

Huh?

- Who from?

- John Petty.

Motherfucker gave me a tip,

it didn't pay off.

Well, of course he did.

How much he loan you?

I don't even know.

You don't even know?

You know. How much?

How much?

Fifteen hundred.

F*ck me, Rodney.

Where you gonna get that money

to pay him back with, huh?

And what else you gonna owe him?

You got a check coming in

from somewhere or...?

- No.

- You know, 'cause I ain't

got that kind of cash

lying around to bail you out.

Well, I didn't ask

for you to bail me out.

No. Don't f*ck around

with John Petty.

I'm not fucking around with him.

He gave me a fucking tip,

it didn't pay off.

Come on, man.

Don't give me this shit.

Hey, uh, tell Dad that, um...

...I'll be by before work tomorrow.

All right.

And, you know, just...

Don't go.

If I could stay, I would.

Then stay.

Leaving you ain't easy, girl.

Or I'll stay.

I'll stay until you get back.

What time do you get off?

Working a double.

- Seriously?

- Yeah.

Russell, you work too much.

Got to bring home the bacon

to fatten you up.

You, you little Skinny Minnie.

My Skinny Minnie.

Skinny Minnie.

No, I want you to fatten me up

with a baby.

Want to run away somewhere?

Don't change the subject.

I want to run away somewhere.

Let's do it.

- Where?

- I don't know.

I've never been east

of Scranton, but...

- I'm gonna fatten you up.

- Stop.

Uncle Red.

Hey, buddy, how are you?

Saw your truck.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, how you doing?

- OK.

- I'm here.

That's why I'm OK.

You're hot.

Your hand's so cold.

That feel good?

- Yeah.

His fever?

Yeah, it's Still high.

Hey, you want to get

a drink later?

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