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That oughta keep 'em from

stickin' their heads up again.

Thank you.

You ought to go on over

and say hello to your step-daddy.

- l don't wanna see him.

- Of course you do.

The man raised you.

Clothed you.

Fed you.

Sheltered you from harm.

He's your father...

for all practical purposes.

He always was a sensitive thing.

You gonna drive him

all the way to California?

l have to get some air.

Excuse me, and thank you.

- Yeah?

- Good evening.

Do you per chance

know a Toby Wilkins?

Who's askin'?

l am a bearer of glad tidings.

Your son has come home.

Good.

- Toby, Arletty.

l brought back a surprise.

Come on in.

Look who's here.

lf you can't bring

Mohammad to the mountain,

bring the mountain to Mohammad.

Look how much you've grown.

Toby, give your father a hug.

l was worried sick about you.

Why did you run off like that?

You know l missed you.

- lsn't this sweet?

- Mm-Hmm.

l know what you missed.

You missed my mouth.

You missed my ass.

You hush now.

What are these ladies gonna think?

You wanna f*** me

right here in front of 'em?

You shut up!

Bobby!

Was that good for you?

Come on, Bobby.

You liked it.

- You liked it in the garage.

- Shut up!

Come on.

Toby?

Honey?

This man is heavy with sin.

Put him in that chair there.

l don't know you,

Bobby Jensen.

He'll come to in a couple of hours.

This isn't my fault!

You never told me

why you didn't want to come home.

Where are you going?

Brought you some breakfast.

He's walkin' down to the highway ramp

to hitchhike hisself a ride.

He's a disappearing act, all right.

lt's the same thing he did

after his mama killed herself.

- She what?

- Mm-hmm.

Shut herself up in the garage

with the car on.

Toby found her there

when he come home from school.

Oh, God.

Lovely scenery

in this part of the country.

l said l'd take a ride from you.

l never said l'd carry on

a f***ing conversation.

l was just trying to do you a favor.

God knows,

considering the way

you've been living your life,

it wasn't unreasonable

to try to put you under

some sort of parental supervision.

What's that?

ls that drugs?

Oh, no.

Absolutely not.

Goddamn it!

No! That is not all right.

You can't do that here.

Are you gonna let me do my thing,

or do l have to get out

of this f***ing car right now?

- Huh?

- Go ahead.

Kill yourself.

What does it matter to me?

One chocolate milkshake for you

and coffee for your mother.

- l'm not his mother.

- She's not my mother.

Thank you.

You promised

with the new moon

You'd be comin' back to me

Now many moons have passed

Still l'm waitin' patiently

There's a new moon

over my shoulder

And an old love

still in my heart

l didn't sleep a wink last night.

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