Warrior Road Page #4

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TO BE DEPRESSED.

MM-HMM, BUT YOU HAVE SOMETHING

HE PROBABLY DIDN'T HAVE.

WHAT'S THAT?

YOUR IMAGINATION.

[JOSEPH] IN RESPONSE TO THIS

MEMORY, A STORY CAME TO ME

OF A QUIET MAN:

WITH UNSEEN STRENGTH.

HIS HORN, HIS VOICE,

LIKE THE SONG:

THAT CAME FROM ME...

SEEKING A HOME,

A PLACE IN THIS WORLD.

HOLY, SH*T!

DUDE, THERE'S LIKE

A THOUSAND BUCKS BACK HERE!

SEE, WHAT DID I TELL YOU, HUH?

MAYBE YOU AIN'T SUCH

A DUMB-ASS AFTER ALL.

- WHOO!

- [LAUGHING]

THAT WAS MESSED UP

WHEN THAT GUY PULLED THAT GUN.

THAT FREAKED ME OUT.

YOU SAW IT HAPPEN,

DIDN'T YA?

LOOK, MAN,

YOU GOTTA SPEAK UP.

ALL RIGHT, THAT COULD

HAVE BEEN BAD.

WHOA-HA-HA-HA-HA!

LOOK AWAY, LOOK AWAY

MY FATHER ONCE DID

GO AWAY TO RETURN

GOOD, HE'S HERE.

[ALAN]

RUSTY!

- THIS PLACE IS A DUMP.

- A F***IN' RAGER.

RUSTY?

- HE'S SLEEPING.

- NO SH*T.

[RUSTY SNORING]

OH, WHAT'S THAT SMELL?

I THINK IT'S PISS.

RUST! RUSTY!

[CHUCKLING]

IS HE ALIVE?

[SNORING]

- TWO.

- THREE.

I GOT IT.

WHAT UP, BUDDY?

YEAH, TAKE A SHOWER,

YOU STINK-ASS!

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS?

HOW THE HELL YOU BEEN?

GOOD.

I'M GOOD, YOU KNOW.

YOU PACKIN'?

MAN, THAT BETTER NOT BE

THE ONLY REASON:

YOU COME TO SEE ME.

OF COURSE, IT AIN'T.

I LOVE ME SOME RUSSELL.

YEAH, RIGHT.

WHAT YOU GOT?

YOU'LL LIKE THIS.

GOOD STUFF?

IT'S THE TWO F'S OF "STUFF."

GET YOUR FEET OFF MY COUCH.

HELL, YEAH!

LOOK, IT'S OVER AN OUNCE.

ONLY 'CAUSE YOUR BOY HERE

IS SUCH A BAD-ASS.

USUALLY, THERE'S

A CEILING ON THIS SH*T.

OUNCE OF THAT SH*T, TOO.

SURE YOU GOT THIS

KINDA DOUGH?

YEAH, I'VE BEEN WORKING.

HEY, DO YOU STILL HANG OU WITH THAT CHICK?

WHAT'S HER NAME?

- LYDIA.

- YEAH, THAT'S IT.

YOU ALL STILL TALK?

- NO, IT'S BEEN A WHILE.

- SMART MOVE, MAN.

THAT CHICK...

SHE GOT ELEPHANTITIS

AND SH*T.

- THAT'S WHAT I SAID.

- YEAH? SHE AIN'T THAT BAD.

HER BELLY BUTTON'S SO BIG

YOU COULD EAT OATMEAL OUT OF IT.

AND GET YOUR FEET OFF MY COUCH!

DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TWICE?

DO YOU WANT ME:

TO WRITE IT DOWN FOR YOU?

WHAT ABOUT 'SHROOMS?

YOU WANT SOME OF THOSE, TOO?

[PHONE RINGING]

SOMEBODY GE THE TELEPHONE, PLEASE?

[WHISTLES]

HEY!

YOU THE BRAINS BEHIND

THIS OPERATION?

[ALL LAUGHING]

NOT HARDLY.

[RUSSELL]

YOU DON'T TALK MUCH,

BUT, UH, WHO ELSE WOULD YOU

RATHER RIDE WITH?

- WHOO!

- HEY, YOU WATCH YOUR NECK.

ALL RIGHT?

SEE YOU SOON.

- [ENGINE REVVING]

- SOONER THAN LATER.

[HOWARD]

WHOO!

DUMB-ASSES.

MAN, THAT GUY'S

COOL AS HELL.

WHEN'S THE LAST TIME

YOU SAW HIM?

HE'S KINDA LAYING LOW.

HOW COME?

IT WAS ABOUT A YEAR AGO,

RUSTY CONVINCED ME TO GO SEE

SOME CHICK, TO HIS BEACH.

HE WAS DRUNK AS HELL

WHEN HE PICKED ME UP.

AND THREE HOURS LATER,

WE WAS BOTH GONE.

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