Jesus' Son

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I was hitching a ride.

I was looking for my girlfriend, Michelle,

who'd just run off with a man called John Smith.

No, really, that was his name.

I knew him. It was John Smith.

Once at a party he tried to sell me a gun.

And then later, at the vine,

he made everyone quiet down for a few minutes

because I was singing along with the stereo.

And he liked my voice.

The traveling salesman had fed me pills

that made the lining of my veins feel scraped out,

my jaw ached.

I knew every raindrop by its name.

I s... Sensed everything before it happened.

I knew a certain oldsmobile would stop for me

even before it slowed.

And by the sweet voices of the family inside it,

I knew we'd have an accident in the storm.

I didn't care.

They said they'd take me all the way.

Pretty wet out there, isn't it?

We have kids so we're not gonna go very fast.

Come and play.

Peek-a-boo.

Peek-a-boo, I see you.

What a pair of lungs.

She shrieked as I imagined an eagle would shriek.

It felt wonderful to be alive to hear it.

I've gone looking for that feeling everywhere.

But I got ahead of myself.

Let me start at the beginning.

There were 2 men who got me mixed up with Michelle.

I met the first man with my friends tom and Richard.

I forgot my friends were even with me, but there they were.

And, once again I have to tell you I hated the two of them.

You see, the 3 of us had formed a group

based on something erroneous.

Some basic misunderstanding that hadn't yet come to light,

and so we kept on in one another's company.

Yeah, anyway, we found the first man, Stan,

the one I started to tell you about, asleep in my car.

Who's this?

Get out of my car, man.

Get out of my car, man.

What do you do in a situation like this?

Using sign language, Stan led us to a place

that stood all by itself out on the old highway.

I've been out on this road more than once,

and I never found anything that made me happy.

If you called ahead

we would have encouraged you not to bring him.

Anyway, he can't stay.

Tammy doesn't want him here.

OK, whoever Tammy is.

Now would be a good time to take him out of here.

You should let him stay.

Nope.

Is he really deaf?

That's a good one.

She likes you guys.

Hey, you're a dancer.

Wait.

Come here. Come here. Come here. Sorry.

Come on.

Michelle.

Would you get in the car?

Mcinnes.

Fuckhead.

Fh, narrating: I was carrying a gun,

but I never would have used it.

It was so cheap I was sure it would explode in my hands

if I ever pulled the trigger,

so it could only add to my humiliation.

Hey, where's mcinnes?

How the hell should I know?

What's wrong?

Come on.

Hey, we goin'?

Go. Go. Lose him.

See ya. Shit.

Go. Go. Go.

Hey, man... Lose him!

Get off my car.

Go! Lose him! Lose him!

Do you think he's all right?

Yeah. Yeah.

He's fine. He's just gonna go back to the party.

Don't worry about it.

It's mcinnes I'm worried about.

Mcinnes?

He caught me kissing Michelle.

Which one was Michelle?

All our lives clean, with the slate.

We just want you to be ready.

If he wanted to end it, he'd have ended it by now.

Yeah, well, it is hard to know what he's thinking sometimes.

Yeah. I agree.

But patience is a part of believing,

it's a part of this.

And, in the meantime, you prepare.

You wait for the day...

hey, can I keep this?

I've moved around my whole life.

This is the longest that I've lived anywhere,

18 months.

I don't have a job.

No kidding.

I smoke cigarettes.

And you talk nonstop.

No, I don't.

No, usually, I don't.

Except when I'm nervous.

Do I make you nervous?

No. No.

Yeah, maybe a little.

I heard about...

I heard about your boyfriend mcinnes.

I mean...

I was there.

I know.

I heard you tried to help him.

That you were the only one.

Is that true?

He... He almost made it.

What were you saying before

to those jehovah's witness guys?

Look what they gave me.

I was asking them if when we die,

if there's an ending to everything we know,

and if there is, then why don't we just die now?

You know, die to everything we know.

I mean, maybe living and dying are the same thing,

and maybe the fact that we've turned them into 2 different things

is why we feel so lost.

Man.

Wow.

I'm not planning on dying anytime soon,

but if I do, I'll sure to come back

and tell you all about it.

No, don't do that. Do us both a favor.

Rest in peace.

Can I kiss you now?

No.

Sorry, it sticks.

Oops, sorry.

The... Kitchen area.

This way.

This is the bathroom.

And... Yeah, don't look too close.

Wait. Hang on.

Wait. Wait. Wait.

Just slow down.

Sorry.

Can we take a second? I just...

It seems kinda fast.

Well, I like it slow.

Hi.

You ever seen anyone shoot up before?

No.

Fh, narrating: I've been staying at the holiday inn

with Michelle.

Honestly, the most beautiful woman I'd ever known.

But wait a minute.

I never finished telling you about what happened to mcinnes, did I?

Or about the 2 men who led me to Michelle.

I never even started describing the second man dundun.

Hey.

Mcinnes isn't feeling too good today.

Mcinnes is here? Yeah.

Maybe I'll come back later.

Don't worry. I just shot him.

Y-you mean you killed him?

I didn't mean to.

Is he really dead?

No, he's sitting down now in the front room.

Dundun shot him?

Somebody shot somebody.

Here.

I don't want it.

OK.

Well, here, then.

No, thank you.

Aren't you taking him to the hospital or anything?

We started to.

How you doing?

I can feel it right here.

It's just stuck in the muscle.

It's not bad.

The cap didn't explode right, I think.

Misfire.

It misfired a little bit, yeah.

Well, how about I take him to the hospital?

I don't know.

Do you promise not to tell them anything?

I don't think he hears you.

Tell them it was an accident, OK?!

Promise?

What do you say?