Red Rocket

Hey, Lexi. It's me, Mikey.

Mikey.

No, no, no, no. Don't hang up. Don't hang up.

I got a big fucking surprise for you.

- Who is it? - I was cleaning...

Hey! Surprise!

Hey. Hey, Lil.

Oh, my shit.

Nice to see you, too, uh...

How you been? How you been?

Okay...

- It's me, Mikey. Remember me? - I know.

I know. What are you doing here for?

Well, I just came to see Lexi,

and, well, I came to see you of course.

Both of you guys. But is Lexi here right now?

Lexi!

- Thank you. - What?

You won't believe who's here.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my shit.

Surprise!

Oh, my God, what the... What are you doing here?

Aw! It's good to see you, too.

Why are you here?

Fuck. Oh, God damn it. Where do I begin. Uh, look...

No, you're not coming in this house.

- All beat up. - That's right.

- What... What the fuck? - All right...

All right, well, I'll tell you what's...

Yeah, why are you here?

- Yeah. - Uh, well...

Why are you here?

Mom, Mom, can you give me a minute?

Lil, I just wanted to come in,

and hang for a couple of days.

No, you're not coming in here.

You're not coming in my house.

Mom, can you just go inside and...

- The fuck, Mikey? - I... I know.

I know. This is unexpected.

Oh, nothing with you is unexpected.

You still got that sass!

Look, I don't know what you want,

but I can't help you.

So it doesn't matter how or why you're here.

Go away.

- Hey, Lil. - Ma!

- God damn it. - Look, I don't want

to be here, all right? This is embarrassing.

Well, I don't want you here either.

You think I want to show up like this?

I got my ass fuckin' kicked. I just need a place to crash.

- Why can't you be cool? - What does it look like?

- A hotel? - Really? It's like that?

Can you get off the property, please?

What, why... What are you fucking going do? Really?

Well, you... Oh, you want me to call the cops?

- I'll call the cops. - Don't. Don't fucking...

- No, I'm calling the cops. - Fuck!

- Nine, eight... - God...

Seven... Faster!

I'm technically off the property,

so you can't call the cops,

because I'm on public land respecting your boundaries!

- Can you keep it down? - Can you come over here

so I don't have to project my voice, please?

Oh, fuck!

Seriously, I just need a place to crash for a couple of days.

- What's the big deal? - Mikey, go fuck yourself.

Oh, you don't even know what I've been through.

- Oh, right. - Look at my fucking face!

I just was on a bus for two days.

I had to walk here from the bus station...

Why don't you stay with your mama!

My mom's in a nursing home in Le Marque.

A care home. I can't sleep there.

Mikey, what do you want?

- My God, I just... - What do you want?

I just fucking told you.

I just need to crash for a couple days.

What, you want money, right? Here.

- I don't want fucking money. - I got 22 fucking dollars.

Here, come get it. I can't come on your property.

- Come get your money. - You should've called!

If I would've called, you would've said "no."

I'm still saying "no,"

so you fucked yourself by coming.

Oh, please, come on. You know me.

Damn straight, I do.

You know me and you know

I wouldn't be literally begging

if I had somewhere to go.

And if you don't let me in,

I'm going to sleep in Tarpey fucking Park tonight,

is that what you want?

You said you were never going

to step a foot in Texas again.

And then the world fucked me, what can I say.

- Peek-a-boo! - Ma!

See, your mom's saying, "Let him in.

"Let him in and take a shower."

And the dog's like,

"Oh, he's a good man, I can tell by his nice energy."

Please let me take a fucking shower.

The shit got out of fucking control.

If I didn't see it with my own eyes,

I wouldn't believe it.

The place turned into a fucking trap house

right under my nose.

Fucking Speigler sends me some scraggly bitch from Ohio

that he promised would be chill.

Her first night in the house, she gets in a fight,

knocks this fucking bitch out.

Crack. Right in front of me. I was like, "Holy shit!"

So, anyway, she bounced.

Now, I got to fill the room so I don't lose the month

and her friend comes and stays there

and gets high the whole fucking time.

Why didn't you just kick the bitch out?

Well, I had seven hoes

and they're letting MS-13 deal drugs the whole time.

Lil, MS13 is a gang you don't want to fuck with.

You're good? You're good? Okay. You need any coffee?

All right. Sorry. So, anyway.

Long story short. I ended up hiding out in my room,

because these dudes were straight fucking killers

and I didn't wanna fucking get killed

so I played video games the whole time.

Remember the house in Chatsworth?

Mm-hmm. - Well, this place was, like,

maybe five times bigger. Beautiful house.

I had a two-year lease

with an option to buy it at the end of the lease, right?

Well... As usual, shit got fucking crazy.

I snapped, I got up in one of those cholos' faces

because I'm not a little bitch.

I came this fucking close to getting shot.

This fucking close.

So then I had to crash with Kennedy.

You remember Kennedy? Remember...

Do you remember Kennedy?

Anyway, I had to crash at Kennedy's

for, like, three weeks until he kicked my ass out

'cause someone left his back door open

and his cute little cat got out and got killed.

And it wasn't me,

it was some dumb cunt that he fucked the night before.

I'm sorry, I don't mean to swear.

But I don't do that, everyone blames me, like,

"Oh, Mikey's the bad guy."

It's, like, whatever, it's bullshit.

So, anyway, I had to crash at his place.

He kicks me out,

for, like, three nights, I slept on the fucking street,

I slept in a alleyway.

I used my shoes as a goddamn pillow.

It's fucking bullshit, my neck was so sore,

I got beat up, that's how all this happened.

Two homeless fuckers beat the shit out of me.

They took everything except my phone and my wallet.

And the only reason they didn't get that

is the cop showed up and arrested my ass!

Why'd you get arrested?

I have a feelin' there's a whole lot more to this story.

I'm sure there is.

It doesn't even matter. Look, guys.

This could be fun, this could be cool.

I got a plan. While I was on the bus,

I thought about this, I gave it some serious thought.

Lil, you know I'm not a freeloader, right?

- While I'm here... - How long?

"How long" what?

How long do you plan on staying?

Well, I mean, that's up to you, and Lexi of course,

but look, I saw some hiring signs on the way in.

I'll go downtown tomorrow,

and I'll get a job that pays cash.

I'll teach fucking karate if I have to.

I just got my green belt.

I'll make cash and I'll help out around here.

You need a man around the house. Okay?

I already see shit's falling apart,

I can help out with all that shit, right?

I want at least $200 a week.

Thank you, Lil, you're not going to regret this.

Seriously, thank you so much for trusting me... I'll...

Let's give it a couple of days and see how it goes.

Yeah, whatever you're comfortable with.

I don't want to make you uncomfortable,

I'm here to help. And look, before long,

it'll be like we're still married.

We are still married.

Oh, my God, the backyard's a mess.

See, you need a guy around... Dude, there's a dragonfly.

...find out, when she called you...

Now, you traveled?

- Yeah. - How many days later?

Okay.

This was about three days.