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 f***er 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 f***ing hot dog.

Open.

What are you doing?

Open your f***ing mouth.

- You're making me uncomfortable.

- Open it!

Open your f***ing mouth.

Get that f***ing thing in there.

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

F***ing 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 sh*t, motherf***er.

That's Mr. Motherf***er 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*** out of there!

F***ing whore!

Yeah, you want a problem?

Huh?!

Get back in your f***ing 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 f***ing reins.

Why is he pulling up

on the f***ing reins?!

God f***ing...

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 f***ing 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 b*tch.

What, man? Gonna give me some sh*t?

I ain't giving you sh*t.

I'm just wondering

where you're getting

the money to bet with.

- Borrowed it.

- Yeah?

Yeah.

Who from?

Huh?

- Who from?

- John Petty.

Motherf***er 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*** 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*** around

with John Petty.

I'm not f***ing around with him.

He gave me a f***ing tip,

it didn't pay off.

Come on, man.

Don't give me this sh*t.

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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