Trucker Page #4

of an 11-year-old boy

roaming around here?

Hey! You seen

an 11-year-old kid

running around here?

He might be

over there.

[ Panting ]

Sh*t.

Hey!

Hey!

Sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Goddamn it.

You little goddamn sh*t.

What the hell

are you doing out here?

I was just looking around.

Do you understand

what this f***ing place is?

It's people coming

in and out of here

from God knows where.

They'd like nothing better than

to get their grimy little hands

on your pretty little face.

You're crazy.

Damn it. I told you

to stay in that truck.

Listen, I'm sorry

I smacked you, all right?

But I don't wanna

be reading about you in

the newspaper tomorrow morning.

Okay?

Let's go.

I don't feel like it yet.

Listen to me.

I wanna make

the New Mexico line

by nightfall, all right?

I want my on-time bonus.

So? My ass hurts now,

and I just feel

like sitting.

You got two minutes.

You give Len

this much trouble?

I don't make trouble.

People make trouble for me.

[ Scoffs ]

Ever get into fights?

Kids picking on me,

calling me names.

I don't care.

You ever win?

Well, I just freeze up.

Whatever.

I'll go back there soon,

and you won't have

to worry about anything.

I'm not worried

about anything.

It seems weird

for a woman

to be driving a truck.

Yeah, well,

what should I be doing?

I don't know.

Something else.

Yeah, well,

I like being my own boss.

I own that truck.

I paid it off this year.

It's a hell of a lot better

than being a nurse

or a waitress or something.

Wiping tables

or wiping asses.

Just seems

pretty lonely

and boring.

Yeah.

Not everyone's cut out

like everyone else.

Come on.

New Mexico's calling.

Wait up.

Why are you

walking so fast?

[ Mocking ]

"I wanna get

my on-time bonus."

Give it a rest, kid.

[ Sets Brake ]

Why are we stopping?

Get some sleep.

- Where?

- Back there in the bunk.

Where else?

Okay, I am not sleeping

back there. No way.

I wanna stay at a hotel.

Oh, damn it.

There are only a couple

of reasons to get a hotel room

when you're out on the road,

and this ain't one of 'em.

Get your ass back there.

[ Sighs ]

[ Blows Lips ]

[ Sighs ]

Shouldn't you brush

your teeth or something?

I don't have

a toothbrush.

Yeah? Well, what have

you been using then?

- My finger.

- Yeah? How's that?

[ Scoffs ]

That's disgusting.

You're gonna catch

something like that.

Well, give me some money,

and I'll go across

the street.

I saw a store.

[ Bag Unzips ]

[ Objects Hit Counter ]

[ Sighs ]

Hey! That's my sh*t.

That's personal.

Not anymore.

Hey, dude! Dude!

Listen to me.

You can't go out there

by yourself, dude.

It's dark out there.

[ Boy Speaking,

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