A Free Bird

Fuck you, man!

Fuckin' bullshit.

Fuck the hell out of ya!

Buncha fuckin' bullshit!

Ladonna: What happened, JT? Fuck off!

Ladonna: JT!

I fuckin gave my heart to this place.

Fuckin' eat shit and die, goddamnit!

I've been underappreciated -

fuck you, bitch, what you lookin' at?

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

Damn it to hell.

Ladonna: What happened?

Calvin: I fired his ass.

Ladonna: What for?

Darrell: Stealin' eggs from a salad bar.

Jesus Christ, JT, them frickin' eggs

have been there for weeks.

That's the way I like 'em, damn it.

Get off of me, boy.

Darrell: Good God.

What the hell ya gonna do?

Get me another damn job.

Darrell: You're right about that.

Hell, I reckon I can see if Harold needs somebody.

That's a good idea, you think he does?

Darrell: Might need somebody to drive a truck 'cause,

hell, all he's got is a bunch of damn Mexicans at the site.

A lot of them can't drive.

Hell, they don't even have a license.

Goddamn Mexicans.

Darrell: You know Harold swears by 'em.

Those sumbitches will work their asses off.

That's what I'm sayin, man, they come up here -

Darrell: What the hell

are you gonna tell Tammy?

Shit.

Darrell: You ever think about getting

your job back at Cigarette World?

Hell yeah, I do, everybody wants to work there.

Darrell: How come you got fired from there?

Were you stealing cigarettes or somethin'?

Hell no, man.

Hell, they fired me because they blamed me

for settin the damn place on fire.

Hell, they put the damn thing out.

Darrell: What the hell you gonna tell, Tammy?

Shit, man, she's on my damn ass

about Ladonna anyway now.

Darrell: I tell ya somethin.

You tell Tammy about this,

Ladonna's the last of your worries, bubba.

You're gonna be asking for trouble,

I mean, asking for it.

She's gonna whoop your ass.

Ain't the first time.

Hell, she's gonna know, man!

I gotta be at work tomorrow

or she's gonna be all in my damn business.

Darrell: Shit, JT, all you got to do,

you get up at noon, you go to work

just like you always do.

Ain't no reason in hell she's gotta

know where you're really goin.

Well, where in the hell am I goin?

Darrell: Jesus, JT, you go anywhere

you frickin well want to!

Go to the beach, go to a bar!

Just don't go home.

Yeah?

Darrell: Hell yeah.

Hell fuckin yeah. I guess.

Darrell: Simple.

Don't you tell Sheryl.

Darrell: Do I look stupid?

Goddamnit, don't you tell Sheryl.

Darrell: Kiss my ass.

What you gonna do for the Fourth?

Celebrate my fuckin independence.

Darrell: Well, Bubba, the rate you're goin,

you just might get it.

I'm gone. Darrell: See ya, brotha.

Sonuvabitch, motherfucker!

Fuck this, sonuvabitch motherfuckin damn!

Tammy: Stealing eggs from the salad bar.

Hell no, he didn't tell me, he ain't been home yet.

You believe those liars?

That's what he always says, "I was with Darrell."

Wait - I don't know where Darrell is,

but he ain't with JT 'cause JT's with that

little whore from the steakhouse.

Mm hmm, Ladonna.

Uh huh, whore.

I know.

Hold on, I gotta go in and get it.

Hold on a second, okay?

Let me get my shit together.

Hold on, (grunts), okay.

Shit.

Darrell: Hasta luego.

I'll see you, man, thank you.

Tammy: Where you been?

How're you?

Tammy: Okay.

Uh, shit, what'd you do today?

Want a beer? Tammy: Yeah.

Where ya been?

Workin.

Hell, Tammy, I been workin, shit.

What's wrong with you?

Tammy: You lie, JT.

Whatchu mean?

Tammy: You lie.

You were with that trash from the steakhouse.

Tammy, please, shit.

Tammy: JT, I know you been seeing that whore.

(laughs) You're crazy.

Hell, I was just with Darrell!

Tammy: I thought you was workin.

I was, I was workin,

then I was dropped off by Darrell.

Tammy: Uh huh, I know you been with her.

My goddamn car broke down, shit!

Tammy: So now it's about the fuckin car?

Shit, damn, hell!

What's your problem? I can't win with you!

What's wrong with you?

Tammy: We saw you last weekend, JT.

We saw you comin out of the dunes.

Un-uh.

Tammy: Uh huh.

Un-uh. Tammy: Uh huh.

I wasn't comin out of no damn dunes.

Tammy: We went back there and saw

your Larks scattered all over the dunes.

I don't smoke no damn Larks no more.

Tammy: You don't smoke no damn Larks?

No, I smoke Pastorals.

Tammy: We found the condom, JT.

That wasn't my condom!

I didn't wear a goddamn condom, Tammy.

Oh, fuck!

Goddamnit, Tammy.

What are you followin me around for, huh?

Tammy: JT, shit.

JT Broadrick.

Oh, Tammy.

You act like you can't trust me.

Tammy: How can you run around with that trash,

and look me in the eye, and lie?

And now you ain't even got no job.

What the hell you talkin about?

Tammy: I mean, you just got fired from the steakhouse.

The hell you say?

Tammy: Aw, hell, JT, I know you got fired, shit.

Fuckin Calvin, that manager,

sonuvabitch bastard never damn liked my ass.

Jealous of my ass, I tell you right now he is.

Tammy: Well, what you gonna do now?

I'm gonna sue.

Tammy: You were stealin eggs, baby.

So?

Tammy: JT Broadrick!

I can get me another damn job.

Darrell's already looking for me one right now.

Tammy: Nobody's gonna hire you, JT.

You've been fired three times since Christmas.

Why you think you're so damn perfect?

You're like I gotta be so fuckin perfect.

Tammy: What? Uh huh.

Tammy: No, no, I know that I'm not perfect,

but I been at the Buylow five years

and I ain't never been fired nowhere yet.

How many times you been fired, JT?

I ain't listening -

Tammy: You should.

Hell no.

Hell with it, stick your ass up there

and smoke some more menthols,

and drink your damn six pack, goodbye.

Tammy: What you gonna do now, JT?

Gettin the hell away from you!

Tammy: Jackass!

And all she kept on sayin was,

"What you gonna do now, JT?

"What you gonna do now?"

Ladonna: What are you gonna do?

Damn, Ladonna, I don't know.

You're worse than she is.

Anyway,

I am tired of her always on my ass.

I mean, it ain't like we're married

or nothing, you know?

Ladonna: She acts like you are.

She's gonna be mad now though.

I ain't never stayed out all night on her.

Not a whole lot anyway.

Ladonna: I bet I can get your job

back for you, JT.