Bogieville

Fuck.

Not now.

Ham.

-Ham! -What?

Come out here, boy. I wanna talk with you.

What?

Ham, you do good work.

Well, it's mighty nice of you to interrupt me

to acknowledge my mechanical abilities.

If you want that shitbox box to get fixed,

you're gonna have to let me get back to it.

Ham, I don't know how to tell you this,

so I'm just gonna tell you.

I gotta let you go.

Kidding, right?

Things have been slow.

I was hoping they'd pick up by now.

You're fuckin' serious?

No, no, no, no, no.

You-- you-- you can't do this to me, man.

No, I-- I-- I need this job.

I-- I got bills to pay.

Kept you as long as I could.

Let me get it straight.

You gonna fire your money maker?

You're gonna fire your only fuckin' employee?

Well there's a fucking genius business plan.

Let me ask you this.

If I'm gone, who's gonna fix the fuckin' cars?

Are you gonna fix them? You can't even get under them.

-Oh, fuck you. -Hey.

-And fuck this place. -Come on now.

-Come on now. Ham. -My God. No, fuck you.

It might just be a slow spell.

No.

What you owe me, in cash, now.

Come on.

Look, if things pick up, I'll call you, all right?

If it does, do me a favour.

Call someone else.

-Hey. -Oh, hey, dude.

What are you doing here?

Cheap-ass Dudley let you go early?

Something like that.

Hey, what do you think?

I figure, get a few more drinks in 'em,

and I, my friend, I'm golden.

Yeah, sure.

I'm sure they'll keep you busy for a while.

Ladies, this is my pal, Ham.

Cathy and Jesse.

Or, Jesse and Cathy.

It doesn't really matter.

Well, what kind of name is Ham?

Biblical, not food.

-We have ham on Easter. -I have ham all the time.

Yeah, it might be nice to, uh, have a ham sandwich.

We could be the bread.

You kids are a little childish to be in my bar.

I think I should be checking IDs.

-Okay. -One more, Nick.

And put the kindergarten kids back on the bus.

Mommy must be worried.

What are you doing here?

I don't get off 'til midnight.

Dudley let me go.

Go? Go where?

Go for good. Canned.

Out the door. Adios.

Damn it, Ham.

Fuck.

What are we gonna do now?

Can't live on my tips. Hell, no one could.

Well, Dudley said the station ain't doin' so good,

so he can't afford to keep me around.

So who's gonna do the repair work?

That's what I thought,

but he can't be thinking straight.

I mean like it must be all that chocolate

that he's just chugging down

that's clogged his fuckin' brain.

But don't you worry.

We'll be okay.

Ladies, look at you.

Nice.

So I just got caught for speeding,

and the deputy was like, "Did you not see the sign, son?"

I said, "I saw the sign. I just didn't see you."

Oh, you like that?

Well what did the deputy say?

Ah, he said he liked my face, but he gave me a ticket anyway.

What can you do? You're cute.

-Hey, pal. -I'm talking.

I'm entertaining these ladies, if you don't mind.

I don't mind at all, as long as you're buying.

I'm not buying so you can cosy up and smooth talk 'em.

Okay, why don't you go ahead

and just back up outta my personal space.

'Cause I think that decision lies with these ladies.

Listen, I'm paying, so I'm saying.

Okay.

Look, I didn't want to do this. I'm sorry.

-Ham! -Oh, shit.

Oh, I'm gonna fuckin' kill you.

-Break it up. -I didn't mean to hit him.

-Come here. -You two!

-Anytime. -Goddammit.

We're gonna finish this now.

-It's fine. Just sit down. -Oh my God.

-Get him outta here, Jody. -Why? He didn't start it?

-What you looking at? -You two, out.

-What? Why? -I don't need bar maids...

...threatening customers and the boyfriend fighting them.

The damage is coming outta your pay.

Oh yeah? Fuck yourself, trailer trash.

Get out.

Shit. You all right?

What the fuck is wrong with that guy?

I was trying to stop the fight. He just fuckin' punched me.

No shit, Ham.

But that was meant for me.

That guy was a prick.

I'm still bleeding?

What do you think?

I don't know. That's why I'm asking.

Oh shit. I'm sorry you got canned, Jody.

Now Ham and I are in the same fricking boat.

What do you mean?

Dudley canned me.

Lack of work.

Kidding me.

What are you guys going to do?

I don't know. What are we gonna do?

Don't know.

Maybe we should look somewhere over the rainbow.

Do you really think there's work in Oz?

Might be something over by Dixon.

No, no, no. Been there done that.

Ain't nothin' but trouble out there.

Speaking of trouble, we better scram

before the deputies get here

because Eddie's definitely gonna press charges.

In case you forgot,

the landlord's comin' by tonight for his rent,

which we don't have.

Forgot about that.

Well, there's no time like to present to find out

what's over a rainbow.

I mean, there's gotta be places in need of help

somewhere over in civilization, right?

Civilization,

it's not what it's cracked up to be, my friend.

Keep in touch.

Keep an eye out for those, uh, flying monkeys.

Flying monkeys, huh?

Fuckin' great.

You sure about this?

Well, we don't have a choice.

That jerk is gonna kick us out unless we pay our rent,

which we don't fuckin' have.

We just started settling in here

and now we're on the road again?

I'm so tired of moving.

We gotta go baby.

Come on.

Where's your sense of adventure?

Open the door.

I know you're in there. Open the door.

Now or never, baby.

Let's get the fuck outta here.

Yeah, now's good.

-Here he comes. -Help you?

Why don't you go ahead and fill her up, pretty boy.

-All right. -What?

He's a looker.

I like him.

You would.

What she doing in there?

What the hell?

Where'd he go?

Oh, come on. We've not got all night.

Or do we?

Maybe he had to whiz like I do.

Ah.

Actually, you know what?

I need to find the little girl's room.

-Great. -I'll go with you.

Apparently everybody needs

to relieve themselves right this minute.

You watch yourself.

Come on, girl.

I think it's probably around the side of the building.

Not even listening.

But get me some cigarettes, too!

What the fuck?

Can I help you, young lady?

Jody?

-Earth to Jody. -What?

I was just saying how pretty you are.

You're so full of shit,