Where the Day Takes You Page #5

BRENDA:
She's my buddy.

I'm taking care of her.

She's my buddy. Right?

Little J, what's the aerosol du jour?

I don't know, just something

I picked up in Nam.

When I was down in County,

Greg came down, but...

Like he was gonna get 500 bucks

to bail me out?

It's nice, though,

to have somebody that...

wanted to.

KING:
Hey.

Hey, what's up?

You want some?

You should try and get some sleep.

Nah.

You gonna sleep

with Heather tonight?

Not tonight.

When I went in lockup,

I couldn't sleep for the first week.

I was used to the f***ing freeway.

Have to get used to it again.

You having fun?

Yeah, I'm good.

I'm totally f***ing tweaked.

Can I scratch that for you?

Can we do something

tomorrow night?

Yeah.

Can we?

Yeah.

I'd like that.

All right, I'm out of here, man.

King...

it's good to have you back, man.

Thanks.

It makes me feel better,

you know?

Can I have one?

Morning.

Hi.

That's the best I can do.

That's good.

HEATHER:

Where'd you learn that?

KING:
I don't know.

I've been doing it forever.

How long you been picking

at your nails?

People can come into your life,

and you can become very close.

And then they're gone in a week,

and you never see them again.

INTERVIEWER:

How do you feel about that?

There's nothing I can do about it.

What were you

locked up for?

Assault with

a deadly weapon.

This bum was trying to rob me,

so I hit him with a bottle.

He got three stitches,

and I got three months.

One month suspended.

Brenda said you killed him.

Yeah, well, Brenda,

she says a lot of things.

I'd believe about... none of them.

Could I ask you a favour?

What kind of favour?

Oh, just a simple favour.

Maybe.

INTERVIEWER:
So within your family, do

you have some kind of code of honour?

KING:
Yeah.

INTERVIEWER:
What is it?

KING:
Let's just say

we look out for each other.

MAN (OVER SPEAKERS): Attention,

please, now arriving, Gate 5,

bus number 371

from San Francisco.

Excuse me.

You, um, got a light on you?

Got a cigarette?

Absolutely.

Thought I was gonna

go f***ing nuts.

They don't let you smoke

on the bus.

Yeah? Long trip, huh?

Yeah.

Hey, Tommy.

(YELLING)

You f***ing bastards!

Sh*t!

J:
You look good, Tommy!

F*** you! F*** you!

F*** you!

Sh*t!

Sh*t!

F***! F***! F***!

Goddamn it!

Hey, Sleeping Beauty.

Can you fix this f***er?

What is it?

It's a piece of sh*t!

I don't know, man. I could try.

Well, if you can fix it,

you got a quarter of meth.

Move over.

Sh*t, I can do it for that.

Put on a goddamn shirt.

Oh, why don't you?

Where's the milk? Goddamn! F***!

I just f***ing bought this yesterday.

You know, I'm sick of this! Nobody should

be allowed in this refrigerator except us.

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