The Mexican Page #4

# And that's just what they'll do

# One of these days these boots

are gonna walk all over you

# Yeah

# You keep lyin'

when you ought to be truthin'

# You keep losin'

when you ought to not bet

# You keep samin'

when you ought to be a-changin'

# Now what's right is right

but you ain't been right yet... #

You need to know straight out,

I don't stand

for any motherfuckin' sh*t.

- Mm-hmm.

- Mm-mm.

No sh*t at all.

This is what you're gonna do.

You're gonna stop crying. Shh.

And you're gonna walk

out of here with me.

Can you feel me, Sam?

- Mmm.

- Good.

(Door opens)

Shh.

(Sit down.)

# ..and what he knows

you ain't got time to learn

# These boots were made for walkin'

# And that's just what they'll do

# One of these days these boots

are gonna walk all over you

# Are you ready, boots? #

Now, Sam, as I was saying...

# Start walkin' #

No, please! Please don't hurt me!

Help me! Help me!

(Screams)

Please!

- Please!

- Where's your car?

- Where's your f***ing car?

- It's there!

- Are you hurt?

- No.

Yes. I don't know.

Truck, truck, truck!

Um, um... Sir?

- Can you stop the car? Please.

- Why?

- I'm gonna be sick.

- Just open...

She told me, "Don't go. I don't want

you on that highway alone."

I said, "It'll be fine, Mom.

It'll be OK." But it's not, is it?

- I'm dead.

- Well, you're not dead.

You would have been dead

if I hadn't saved your life.

Would you rather

it was you back there?

I didn't think so.

Are you gonna kill me?

Depends on

too many variables to answer.

Are you gonna rape me?

That's not likely, no.

Well, what do you want?

I suspect the same thing

as the other guy.

The pistol.

The one that Jerry's havin' a hard

time coming back from Mexico with.

Jerry?

I work for Bernie Nayman,

who works for Arnold Margolese.

- You heard of these people.

- Yeah, I have.

- And your husband works for 'em.

- No.

Well, he does.

I know the selfish, no-good liar

works for them. He isn't my husband.

Well, whatever he is to you,

Jerry is in the sh*t books.

When you're in as much sh*t as he is,

you get skittish about your future.

Clouds your judgement.

There's a lot of people

interested in that gun.

So what we got here is a...

"he who controls the girl,

controls the pistol" situation.

I'm a hostage? You blew that guy

to pieces for a f***ing gun?

This is so Jerry. Look...

Sit down. Sit down.

Um...

Uh, uh...

Look.

Jerry and I broke up,

so if he's doing...

I don't know what he's doing.

It's got nothing to do with me.

You seem like a very nice girl.

Thank you.

But it's a fact,

in these life-threatening situations,

human beings...lie.

So you are gonna kill me.

All right, look.

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