Sweet 16

- All right!

Let's up the ante a little more.

- How you doing Billy?

- I've been well!

- Hey brother!

- Little brother!

- All right you two now, come on now,

don't break up the place.

- What you want?

- Needs the keys to the truck.

- Oh you need the keys to the truck?

- Yeah.

- For what?

- To give Hank a ride home.

- To give Hank a ride home?

- Yeah!

Well how the hell am

I supposed to get home?

- I'll be back in an hour!

- Hey Billy, look.

- Owee!

What the sh*t is that?

Earl ain't you got

some health regulation

about serving animals in the bar?

I don't want any trouble

in here Greyfeather.

- Of course I just want a drink.

- Hey old man.

You're not welcome here, now

you get your ass outta here.

- Billy I don't think he can hear you with

that hat he has one.

- Yeah.

Let's loosen up his little cap here.

Pick up the hat.

Well if it

ain't Pancho Junior.

- You pick up the hat.

- Pick it up.

- F*** you, you pick it up.

Come on b*tch.

- Hey!

- Get off me you red n*gger!

- Oh yeah I want a piece of you.

Come on!

I'll cut your f***ing

eyes out you motherf***er!

- Easy you sons of a b*tches!

- Shoot that son of a b*tch.

- I said break it up!

I don't want this place broke

up again, I mean it Billy!

- Jason, take me home.

Come Jason.

- I'll see you down the road pal.

- Hey hold on a second.

Boy am I glad I ran into you.

I just broke my shoe,

Christ I thought I'd never

get to civilization.

Why don't you dump the

old man, and you and I

can go to a party someplace.

You know this isn't

the best part of town

for a little girl so why

don't you just go home.

Come on go home, get outta

here, go on, go home.

- Let me go, what the hell are you doing?

- Just go home, get outta here.

- Jason!

I bet a lot of people around

here would like to know

you're into little girls,

little white girls!

- Go home.

- Either of you guys got a match?

- I don't smoke.

- Hank don't do nothing bad.

But I think I could help you out.

- So why don't you do nothing wrong Hank?

- It's not that I don't do anything wrong.

- Come on Hank don't be shy.

His old man's the sheriff around here.

- Oh Jesus Christ!

Guess I should've broken

it to her a little easier.

It's no big deal, I'm

not gonna say anything

about that, I smoke every now and then.

So uh?

I didn't get your name.

- I don't think I gave it out.

- Come on Hank I don't need this sh*t.

Nice meeting you.

- Hey wait a minute where are you going?

We don't need your act

lady, we got things to do.

You guys are upset with

girls or just yourselves?

- Maybe you'd like to go for a ride.

- Maybe I would.

- Name's Johnny, this is my truck.

- I'm Melissa.

" So?

- So let's go!

I'll be back in an hour.

- How the hell am I supposed to get home?

I'll be back in an hour!

Come on Johnny, my dad

thinks I'm coming home.

Hey come on you guys!

- You got a cigarette?

No I don't got a cigarette,

come on back down here.

- Wait a minute!

Just take it easy.

Where the hell are we anyway?

- What do you care, want a beer?

- It's pretty weird out here.

- You like dead Indians?

- What are you talking about?

- This is the old Indian burial grounds.

- Oh sh*t, get me outta here.

- We're just starting to have some fun.

- I wanna get outta here.

- All right all right, Jesus Christ!

You know you're weird lady.

- Open the door, open the door goddammit!

Open the door, open it goddammit!

My old man's an archeologist,

he's here on some kind

of a dig, we're renting this

place for a couple of months.

Well you picked

place in the county.

- Mom knew somebody I guess,

she used to be from around here.

Oh sh*t!

- Now what?

- My dad's home!

" So?

- So he freaks if I come home stoned.

- So who's stoned?

Look, you gotta tell

him we were at the library

or something.

- Okay.

But they don't have a

library in this town.

- Dad what are you doing out here?

- L just got home, where have you been?

- Out.

- I asked you a question young lady.

- I was out okay?

- When I ask you a question...

Hey wait a minute,

everbody be cool here.

We went for a ride and

had a couple of beers.

- Thanks a lot Johnny.

- What's the big deal?

- My daughter is 15 years old.

- I'll be 16 next week.

- Melissa get in the house.

- Hey mister take it easy.

- And you get outta here.

- Hey I'll leave when I'm ready old man.

Daddy no, I'm going,

see ya later Johnny.

- Yeah, I guess that's the party, later.

- If I see you around my daughter again

I'll have you put in jail.

Can't hear a thing

you're saying old man,

gotta get this truck

tuned, catch ya later.

Nice going Billy, could've

at least left me some gas.

Sh*t.

Damn, outside here.

Out of gas...

Coming out here...

with an ax.

- Wrong.

- Come on.

Morning Dad.

- Out a little late last night huh?

- I knew it, the gardener did it.

With the rake?

- Would you put that book away?

It's not supposed to be

a rake, how do you kill

somebody with a rake?

- Well am I gonna have to interrogate you

or are you gonna tell me where you were?

- Had to walk home.

I thought that

Johnny was supposed to give

you a ride home?

- Yeah, so did I.

He met somebody and took off.

- Hmm.

- I'll get it.

- Well you should've called.

- Dad it's Billy Franklin.

- Thank you honey.

I told you we can't afford a car right now

so you're just gonna have to

wait and hang in till we can.

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