Where the Day Takes You Page #6

Climb in and shut the f***ing door.

No, f*** you! F***ing...

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

F***.

Come here, man.

You wanna slam a speedball?

No, man.

My treat.

No, f*** that, man.

No needles.

Good boy. Just say no.

I say yeah.

KING:
When's the last time you ate?

Yesterday.

J:

F***.

I can't get this

stupid f***ing thing.

J, now, give it up, man.

You're never gonna get it.

Yeah.

You want another burger?

Yeah.

I'll take one too, buddy.

F*** you, little buddy.

So you gonna spend

the night with me, baby?

He likes you.

Oh, yeah?

Definitely.

How can you tell?

I can tell by the way he's acting.

He's trying to be all cool.

J:
B*tch is right.

Besides, you're

a dead ringer for Devon.

Who's that?

His ex-old lady.

He killed her.

Really?

Yeah, just f***ing stabbed her right in

the gut and cut her up into little pieces.

But don't tell him I told you that.

It could get a little messy.

I won't.

He's very touchy about it.

And, you know, who knows

when he might strike again.

He's lethal.

Shh!

KING:
Here you go.

Thanks.

KING:

F***ing Brenda, I bought that for her.

Don't you share?

INTERVIEWER:
So...

what's the first thing you learn

on the street?

KING:
You try not to get

too high or too low.

You just learn to watch your back.

Oh, sh*t. Oh, f***.

(MELISSA ETHERIDGE'S

"ROYAL STATION 4I16" PLAYING)

HEATHER:

I'm telling you, this is crazy.

What happens if you miss?

GREG:
Then you die, baby.

KING:
You're not gonna die.

J:
Well, I mean, you might.

J.

CRUSHER:
Guys, here it comes.

KING:
You guys go ahead.

I'll wait for her.

Let's go! Let's go!

(YELLS)

J.

Oh, yeah! Little J, all right!

Come on!

Okay, it's our turn.

You can do it.

HEATHER:
I can't!

KING:
Yes, you can!

If you can't, then you got to anyway.

If we're gonna go, we gotta go now.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

All right!

Hey, Little J!

Where's the beer?

Um, they were...

They were all out.

HEATHER:

What do we do now?

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo!

INTERVIEWER:
So when you don't stay in

shelters and you don't have a curfew,

that's the kind of thing

that you do at night?

Yeah, you know...

just kicking back, f***ing around.

Just trying to...

Trying to have fun.

Like kids do, you know, like kids.

These kids are kids.

Come on, man. F***.

F***ing will you come on?

Hold on.

F***. Oh, goddamn it.

F***, come on, bro.

I'm coming! Yeah.

F***. Come on, come on.

It's about f***ing time, man.

You got a light?

KING:
I got high the first time

when I was 8.

INTERVIEWER:
Ever take heroin?

KING:
No, I never shot heroin.

INTERVIEWER:

But you did other drugs?

KING:

Well, pot, alcohol,

meth, mushrooms, acid.

I had a great trip

on Hollywood Boulevard one time.

Rate this script:5.0 / 1 vote