Lowlifes

Help.

Jesus. Help!

Help!

Lunch!

There you are.

Boom!

Pretty pink, Dad.

That's right.

Never disrespect a good piece of meat

by cooking it to death.

Amy! The meat's ready!

I gotta go,

but I'll call you later.

Okay?

All right.

Stop talking. Okay, love you.

Bye.

She's coming, she's coming.

What'd I say?

What?

I told you, I don't want you using that

while we're out here.

Oh, right.

Yeah, I already got my one phone call.

Okay, don't be a smart-ass.

If I were smart, I'd be in Coronado with Blair,

enjoying my break,

like a normal person.

Yeah, I'm sure he can survive another two days without you.

We only do this once a year, honey.

You know how important it is, especially to your father.

Right.

When you move out, you can plan your own vacations.

Lunchtime.

I'm still full from breakfast.

Thanks.

Hey, we're on vacation.

Everyone has fun--

-and everyone eats. - Everyone eats.

Thank you, Jeffrey.

Nice.

I'm good.

Hey, hey, hey! Where are you going?

For a walk!

I'm tired of being around this piece of shit RV!

Hey, that's your grandfather's!

-And maybe... -Yeah, yeah.

...one day, it'll be yours.

I'll take it.

You know, she might be getting a little old for this.

What's that supposed to mean?

Uh, Dad?

This is, like, half fat.

The fat's the best part. Here, honey.

Oh, thank you.

Watch.

Mm!

-Gross! -That's disgusting.

Come on, you love it.

No. No. No, not happening.

Man!

Beats sitting in traffic on the 405, doesn't it?

It sure does.

Think we'll see any sun this year?

Oh, we see plenty of sun at home.

Can I help you?

Y'all havin' a barbecue, huh?

Yes, we are.

We're lookin' for Melior. You seen him around?

Come again?

Melior's my third cousin, boss.

He's also Vern's brother-in-law.

Well, we're just passing through here, really.

We wouldn't be familiar with anyone.

See, uh, Melior didn't show up for skinnin' this mornin'.

Found his truck about 30 miles back in a ditch.

-Mm-hmm. -No sign of Melior.

He'd be about, uh...

what do you say, Billy?

Stop me when I'm ready...

-Oh, he's normal height. -Normal height?

Yeah, he's about yay high.

Lots of freckles.

So many freckles, really.

The man's practically one big freckle.

We haven't seen him.

Have we, honey?

Yeah, no, we'd remember a-- um...?

Melior.

Smells awful good.

Yeah.

Yeah, we we're, uh, just wrapping up here, unfortunately.

We'd offer you something if we could.

I'm sure you would.

-Um... -Want a chocolate?

Jeffrey, get back here.

It's all right, Vern loves candy.

How 'bout this, young one?

Fair trade?

Hmm?

They're fresh.

I'm good, thanks.

What's the matter, boy? You look queasy.

Uh-uh? All right.

Cute kid.

We really oughta get moving on now,

we're a little behind schedule.

Tell me, where y'all from?

We live in Calabasas.

I work in L.A.

Wow.

-L.A. That would be, uh-- -L.A.?

Los Angeles, Billy.

Violent city, I hear.

Real violent.

Who is this now?

Hey, little lady.

Tell me something, you seen Melior?

How could she?

She's been with us the entire time.

Not the entire time, yeah?

I mean, I was here just right now

and she showed up outta nowhere

like a gift from the Lord Jesus Christ.

Amy, get in the trailer.

Get in the trailer.

Tell you what, "Glasses."

Do you mind if we hop into that trailer, too?

Wouldn't take us but five minutes

to check things out,

you good folk can be on your way.

Gentleman...

are we, uh, done here?

I'll tell you what, Billy...

I get the distinct impression we're not wanted here.

If you see Melior, you give us a holler, yeah?

Come on, let's pack up.

Noun.

"Hillbilly."

Amy, don't be racist.

Y'all want some grasshoppers?

You see? Don't be a bad influence.

Adjective.

Um...

"slimy."

Nice. Adjective.

You know, there's an app for that.

Some of us still believe in traditions, Amy.

Like pencil and paper.

I said, adjective.

"Trapped."

Noun.

"Ingrate"!

Are we gonna stay over in town?

Well, I haven't made up my mind yet.

Do you have a preference?

I...

I think we should keep going.

These guys do not give up easy.

Go around.

This isn't a 4X4.

Oh, wait, wait, wait.

Oh, he has a shotgun.

Okay.

Back up. Keith, back up now.

Okay, okay! Just relax.

Relax, I'll handle it.

Just be cool, everybody!

Car trouble?

Just stopped moving.

-Hmm. -Strangest thing.

Would you believe that-- us seeing the two of you again.

It's like somethin' out of a miracle.

Well, there is only one road.

-Hey, we need to move on. -Okay.

I'm sure that someone else will come by.

-Will they? -You want me to call in a tow?

Our phones work fine, it's the car that's broken.

Besides, there ain't no tow around here anyway.