Trucker

That was pretty good, right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

You know, I get this really stupid employee discount at that restaurant.

If we walked over there, they'd pretty much give me an entrée for free.

But that's not really my style, you know?

Or we could head back to my place.

My shift doesn't start until 4 tomorrow. We could rent a movie or something.

Like I said, I get paid by the mile.

Sounds like that's a pretty dangerous job.

A lot more dangerous things if you made a list. You got a list?

No. No, I don't have a list.

You sure you're not hungry?

Do you wanna watch TV?

Got to make it to Reno in the morning. Oh, yeah. Of course.

Hey, um, listen.

I really appreciate the motel room.

It's not really my style to let the female pay.

And I-I don't want you to think that I just used you or-or anything.

- I don't. - Oh, okay.

That's good.

Um, you want my e-mail?

Take it easy.

Diane, it's Jenny bell again... Len's fiancée.

Will you please call me back? I really need to talk to you today.

Diane, call me.

Saw your rig. Ladies night.

Well, I guess you'll be getting some discounted drinks then.

Just got paid. You're going with me.

I can't, runner. I just got back.

You know it's a dream of every man in California...

Have an opportunity to get drunk with you.

I'm not sure that's a compliment, runner. Well, it ain't an insult.

Come on.

it's that country-western crap? Seventies night.

Seventies night at the VFW?

Let me get my lipstick.

You just gonna sit there all night?

You gonna let me sit here all night?

This is fucking great.

That's-that's a pretty drink.

I'm going to the bathroom.

hey there.

Hey there.

Do... do you know me?

No, I don't you. Maybe I could though if I tried real hard.

Yeah. Um...

Well, I'm Rick. I'm runner's brother-in-law.

Oh. Rick.

Yeah, he's mentioned you. Oh, good.

Hey. Excuse me. Hey.

Excuse me. Yeah, he's married.

Yeah, but we're not fucking each other.

So excuse me. I'd like to avoid a bladder infection.

Oh, well, did you ever hear of that term, "playing with fire" ?

Yeah. I think you're doing it right now.

- No. You are. - No. You are.

Move it, shithead.

Don't be a home wrecker now.

A good one.

Hey, Rick, how's it going?

Well, not as good as you.

Go home, Rick.

You're a lucky guy, runner.

You're a real fucking lucky guy.

what the fuck do you have this thing set for?

What? That's Christian rock.

You caught me listening to Christian rock? Yeah.

- It's soft rock. - Have you ever heard of em.?

- There's a difference. - Oh, my god. What is this? This is reggae.

just don't go poking and banging at it like that.

Basic radio, for Christ's sake. Don't punch it.

keep hitting the bottle.

what?

Jesus!

- Okay. - Oh, my wife's gonna kill me.

She's gonna have to stand in line.

- Ow! Ow. - Slide over.

Where you going? I'm suffering here.

Goddamn. You're really a bleeder.

Kind of like what you're doing though. Shut up.

oh, wait, wait. Here. Here.

Here. Here.

hold it down. Are those... Shove 'em up in there.

I'm not putting tampons in my nose. Yeah, that or bleed to that.

No, I'm not gonna... I'm not gonna do it.

Oh, yeah.

oh! Oh!

ah, I wanna live.

Oh, god.

You're lucky I didn't bring the ones with the applicator in it.

Shit.

Just sit back now. You're gonna be fine. Oh, I swear to god.

oh, Jesus Christ.

Ooh, you really did it this time.

this is the last time we're going out.

Tonight was a wake-up call.

You lead a lonely life.

- Ow! - Shut up, runner.

- You did that on purpose. - Yeah, you think?

Ow!

god, you're a heavy sack of shit.

Why don't you settle down? Why don't you... why don't you find Jesus?

What do you know about Jesus?

nothing.

Then why do you suggest that I find him?

I don't know. I heard he makes people happy.

- Shut up. - Oh!

Oh, you are dead weight.

Okay.

Shh. You're gonna get me in trouble.

Shh. Shh. Shh.

- Diane? - Yeah.

you're so pretty.

Thank you, I think.

Oh, idiot.

yeah. Nice, sis.

I told you, Molly. Shut up, Rick.

Hey.

- Diane! Hey! -

what the hell are you doing?

Who the hell are you? You know who I am.

I'm Jenny bell. I've been calling you and writing you.

Well, Jenny bell, I don't check my messages all that often.

Diane, listen, Len's got an infection.

All right? And he's in the hospital for a few days.

And I have to leave tomorrow night to go to my mother's funeral.

So you can see I have somewhat of a dilemma.

Well, Len and I have an agreement. Yeah, well, it was Len's idea.

Don't you have some neighbors or some friends or something?

I guess not.

All right, Diane, listen, you don't owe me anything, all right?

But I can't work and take care of Len...

And go to my dead mother's send-off and watch your fucking kid right now.

Yeah, well, I'm on the road all the time. - It's three weeks.

- Three weeks? - Yeah.

- Peter, come on over here. - No. Mm-mmm.

- Peter, come over here. - No, Jenny.

No. Peter, come on. Jenny.

- Fuck you. - Peter, come on.

Listen, we talked about this.

Peter. Peter, listen to me.

listen to me, all right? It's just for a little while until your dad's feeling better.

All right? Listen. He loves you, and he needs you to do this for him.

Can you do this for him?

All right? Say "okay." Come on.

Thanks a lot, Diane.

I'm gonna call you in a few days, all right?

You're gonna stand there all night?

Go on.

So you can crash right there, all right?

I'm gonna get this whole mix-up resolved tomorrow.

All right? I'm gonna go see Leonard in L.A.

Runner will watch you.

He's my friend.

He'll probably be pretty hungover though.

Yeah.

so I just got the one-bedroom house.

Just a one-bedroom.

Don't like to talk, huh?

I don't like to talk to bitches.

Fair enough.

Ooh.

You ever had a breakfast burrito before?

Not bad for a dollar, twenty-nine.

Come here nearly every day before work.

What do you do?

You ever heard of a Jack-of-all-trades?

Well, that's me.

Actually, I'm more of a...

More of a six of diamonds-of-all-trades.