Southbound

F*** this sh*t!

Let's go home.

Regret and remorse.

Amends and atonement,

that's life right?

But this next one is for you.

All you lost souls racing down

that long road to redemption,

and all you sinners running

from your past,

but heading straight into that

bitter darkness up ahead.

We're all on that same

endless highway.

The one with no name

and no exits.

Looking for a way out of

tonight and into tomorrow.

Well, they gonna

try to stop you,

but you got to say

"F*** it" and keep moving.

Because this is your highway.

And tonight might

just be the night

you finally out run

those wicked demons,

once in for all.

And I'll be right here with you

making sure you get where you're going.

What's up?

Nothing.

Don't worry, we're fine.

It's customer's only.

Hey!

Read the sign.

Twenty on the truck.

Rough night?

Yeah.

Have a nice day.

Mich, let's get

the f*** out of here.

Come on!

Come again soon.

F***!

What the f***?

What the f***?

Rough night?

What the f***?

There's gotta be a way out.

What if there's not?

Pullover.

- What?

- Pullover.

Are you crazy?

What you gonna do?

I'm not running.

Mich!

Mich!

Hey!

Hey!

I know we've had a

pretty f***ed up day,

but if you can keep it together for

a little bit longer that'll be great.

Why? What are

we running to?

What?

So we get out of here

and go home and then what?

And then nothing we're home,

that's the point. Back to normal.

Exactly.

Mich.

You wanted this.

We did this for you, we

did this for Catherine.

So get in the f***ing truck!

I'm not asking you to stay.

You've lost it, man.

You want to stay

here and get killed?

I'll see you around.

Jack, come on.

What do you want?

I think you've figured it out,

they've come to collect.

There's no way out,

we've f***ed up!

You know what, Mich, f*** you!

I'm going home.

Jack!

Dad.

Catherine?

Dad why won't you help me?

Catherine!

Dad help me!

Catherine!

Help!

Dad!

Catherine!

Catherine!

Catherine! F***!

It's piercing my brain.

My God, it's one o'clock.

Guys we got to go.

Ava, get up.

I've never been so

hungover in like...

You guys got everything?

It's to early for this!

Southbound baby.

Goin' on down that road and each

time hold on and

don't ever let go.

Yeo!

Hannah.

Whoa!

Man, this thing is f***ed.

Of course, the one day we can't

afford to stop, we get a flat.

It would be fine if your drum kit

didn't have to take up so much space.

But it wasn't my idea to take

out the spare tire, Kimberly.

Whatever, I'll just call triple

A, can you hand me my bag?

Nope.

Do you even know where we are?

GPS can't even find

us on my phone.

No we're not on a private road.

We're in the middle of the

state highway right now.

Why is it so hot?

We can't help you.

Well, yeah. Thanks for nothing.

The closest place is

four hours from here.

And it's closed.

- Why?

- It's so early.

The chick on the phone sounded

like she was at a bar.

Which reminds me.

Wait, you're not serious, Kim.

What? It's not like

we going anywhere.

Warm beer.

Guys, car!

Great! I was seriously thinking

who I'll have to eat first,

see you by the way.

Youngest.

Can we offer you a ride?

Is there a town close by? Triple

A says there's nothing for miles.

No we are pretty far out. Actually

closest town is quite a way south.

You would wanna go

to Pete's auto body.

Okay.

Talk to Pete.

He's not gonna be there

until tomorrow, though.

Why don't you come to our place?

Just until we can get hold of Pete.

Thanks a lot really, but we're good.

We're used to sleeping in the van.

You know, Betty,

I wonder if the camper at Kensington

has the same size tire as the van?

Sure they have a spare.

Bet the boys could

fix it right up.

Yeah! I guess

maybe we could.

No, we're good, thank

you, though. Really.

Well, suit yourselves.

Goodbye.

Wait!

What? What are you doing?

We don't know where we are.

We haven't seen...

This is not a good idea, to

go with those complete weirdos.

Look at us, look at them.

We're the weirdos.

I'd rather go with them than

with a bunch of rappie dudes.

So are you girls students?

No, we're not, we are in a band.

Fun, a rock and roll group.

- Yup.

- We play jazz.

Smooth jazz.

I do love jazz.

So, how long have you

guys lived out here?

I don't know, since the war.

Is that a trap or something?

It probably was, but broken now.

Phonies.

This is your fault, okay?

All right then.

You don't have to worry about locking

it up, there's no one around for miles.

Come on.

Here we are, the bathroom's

right there. Nap, shower,

anything that you need to do.

The Kensington's are going to be

coming over for supper.

It's just so wonderful

to have some company.

I'm sorry about Alex.

What did you just say?

It's so wonderful to have

some company.

No, before that.

- I will whip up some supper for us.

- Thank you.

What the f***!

They aren't old right? They act like

they're eighty and from the fifties.

Bet they have the nastiest sex.

Wait.

Did you guys hear that?

What are you talking about?

Kim, this totally

looks like you.

You like a hot milk maid.

They definitely have

the nastiest sex.

My cousin is a Sunday school

teacher and she loves anal.

I really don't think

I'm hearing things.

You're so gross.

You started it.

This bed is like

a freaking cloud.

I don't think it's a good idea

for us to take a nap here, Ava.

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