Shotgun Stories

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Kid.

Kid!

What?

Come on out.

What is it?

Annie's gone.

- Where'd she go?

- Left a note,

said she's gonna stay

with her mother for a while.

What'd you do?

I lost 200 at Tunaco last week.

- What about Carter?

- Took him.

Sh*t, man.

Yeah.

Well, you might as well move

back in the house for now.

All right.

What if she comes back?

Don't take the tent down.

Might be time for you to find

something else anyway.

I'm fine with it.

Well...

- We gonna tell Boy?

- What for?

You got front room, too.

Son of a b*tch!

- Boy?

- Yeah?

Whatcha doin'?

Stereo's broke.

What's goin' on?

Told Kid he can

move back in the house.

What about Annie?

She'd gone to stay

with her mother for a while.

Told me to come by and see if

you wanna stay in the front room.

Why?

Get out of this van for a while.

Who said I needed out?

The Lord.

Sh*t.

Don't you get hot in here?

I got this the other day.

- Does it work?

- Well, I don't know.

I tried to run it through the cigarette lighter.

But it burnt something out and

that's why the stereo won't work now.

What's it doin'?

It just cuttin' and off whenever it wants...

I got a tape stuck in there right now.

Yeah?

I'm no good with stereos.

I gotta get to work.

Let me know if you

change your mind about the room.

Hey, if I come out to the house later,

can, uh... can I use the VCR?

If you bring some Juritos.

See that?

- What?

- On his back.

What is it?

Well, he got shot right

at the liquor store.

No sh*t?

Gettin' outta here?

Yeah.

Wanna get cheeseburger?

Can't really.

OK, drop me off, then.

Told Cheryl I'll meet her there.

All right.

See ya.

- What's up, Shampoo?

- A lot.

- What happened?

- Man, I had a little accident.

My place got fire yesterday.

- Sh*t.

- Yeah, man...

Cops been all over,

should've found plenty of evidence.

I'm livin' in this piece of sh*t now.

Is that your car?

Nah, it's my girlfriend's mom.

- Who's your girlfriend?

- You remember Cheryl Pruitt?

Really?

Lucky bastard.

Where you stayin'?

Over at Son's.

Oh, yeah? Think he'd let me park

my car over there? -When?

I don't know.

Now? Tonight?

I don't know, man. You don't need

that sh*t right now, you know?

Just wanna buy him.

I'll think about it.

All right.

Bienvenidos, b*tch.

What's up, darlin'?

- Who was that?

- Shampoo Douglas.

Really?

We had biology together.

He used to sniff formaldehyde.

Yeah,

that's him.

Is this thing working?

I don't ever use that thing.

- What's the count?

- Plus 2.

This thing not workin'?

Oh, geez...

- What's it now?

- Shut up...

Got it.

Won't you get that?

Yeah.

- Your brother's here?

- Yeah.

- Both of them?

- Yeah.

Go get 'em.

It's mom.

What is it?

Your father's dead.

When's the funeral?

You look in the paper.

You going?

No.

Friends, before I lead us

in the committal thoughts...

I want to simply offer the sentiment

I said at the church:

Cleaman was a man of faith...

and the most productive member

of this community.

So, in our last moments together...

...each of us will have to

assess these feelings...

as they touch us individually.

Let us bow for prayer.

Brace us, Father,

lead us in these moments,

and especially bless this grieving family.

In Thy name, amen.

Now let us hear the words of David:

The Lord is my shepherd,

I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down

in green pastures.

- What do you think you're doing?

- I got something I wanna say.

Young man, what do you want?

- Sir, I'd like to say something.

- That's up to the family.

Let him talk.

I couldn't let you bury this man

without saying a few things first.

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