Locked

Right there.

That’s 350.

And?

That’s everything I have, man.

That’s my rent money.

Well, you’re short, 475. I know.

I can get you the rest by Friday, I can--

Then come back Friday.

Okay, okay, but...

$825 for an alternator?

- Yeah. - Come on, for real? Wh--

It’s a $400 part

and I could swap it out myself in half an hour

if I had the right tools, so it’s not really--

I’m not having this conversation.

The thing is, I drive deliveries, you know?

Uh-huh? So, um, I need the van to make money.

Without the van, there’s no way for me to pay you back.

Give me the goddamn money you owe me,

or get the fuck out of my face.

Now, where are the goddamn keys to the Kia?

Main ramp.

Hey, baby girl. Oh, so you answer when I call.

What? You don’t care.

I know you don’t, because she’s calling me,

telling me you fucking ghosted your own daughter.

I know, everything’s running behind.

I’ll grab her when I’m done here, okay?

I can’t believe you’re doing this shit again.

You know Wednesday and Friday are your days.

You never prioritize her.

You know I don’t like her riding her scooter home alone.

She’s literally sitting out there waiting for you.

Tell her I’m sorry.

When you ask me what it is you can do

to fix things between us,

this would be an example

of the kind of shit I’m done with.

Cool bike. Mm.

I always wanted to teach my daughter.

You wanna buy it? 75 bucks.

I don’t have any money. Then get the fuck out of here.

Calm down.

Relax, man.

Karl. Come on, Karl, it’s just sitting there.

Not doing either of us any good.

Let me work off the difference, yeah?

You know me, I’m good with cars.

I can-- I can-- I can fix anything.

Listen to me, you little fuck. 475.

Until then, we are done talking.

Come on, man--

What did I tell you, huh? Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Take it easy, man, you’re pinching me. Ah! You’re pinching me.

You want me to hurt him? No, he doesn’t, he doesn’t.

Butter, Butter, Butter-- Ah, you got my nipple.

Like, they charged me 15 bucks for a latte

and then the homeless guys are still handling me.

We’re across the street from that fusion restaurant

we went to the other day.

It’s Eddie.

Yeah, listen, I hate to ask, but...

Hello?

Listen, call me back, okay?

Um, I’m getting my shit together.

I’m working now.

How’s it going? How’s your mom?

Oh, okay.

Hey, man, how’s it going? It’s Eddie.

Hello?

Hello?

Fuck!

Can I get three scratchers as well?

Mm-hmm.

Ah, fuck!

Yeah, listen, so I hate to ask, but could you...

could you spot me some cash?

’Cause... Hello?

Fuck this, fuck.

Hey, for your troubles. God bless.

Do I look like a fucking junkie to you?

Oh, shit!

Are you all right in there, buddy?

Hey. Hey, buddy.

Hey, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I’m having a rough day too.

Want some water?

It must be hot in there.

Here you go.

That’s a good boy.

There you go.

There you go.

Hey, lovebug.

Don’t call me lovebug. You promised you were coming today!

Um, hey. Don’t hey me.

Hey, yeah. Um...

Did your mom come grab you?

Yeah, but I didn’t bring my scooter,

so I was stuck with Miss Kaplan for two hours.

I’m sorry.

You know, I just got caught up with a few things,

and you know, your mom,

she’s just better at this kind of stuff

than I am, and...

I gotta go. I gotta go to work.

Dad? Yeah?

I still love you,

even when you’re acting like a fart-head.

Well, I still love you,

even when you smell like turd jelly.

I don’t smell like turd jelly!

Yeah, you do, and I still love you.

All right, I gotta go for real.

See you.

Okay. Wow, this is nice.

Dolus.

Okay, okay, okay.

Let’s see what we got here.

Come on, there’s gotta be something I can sell.

Sunglasses.

Ooh.

Oh, shit.

All right, fuck this.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Fuck!

Ah. Okay. Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Fuck! Fuck!

Come on.

Fuck!

Oh, shit.

Okay.

What the fuck’s going on?

Fuck this!

Not answering that.

Not answering that.

The fuck with this car?

All right.

Good.

Fuck.

Fuck you.

Goddamn it, fucking, fucking, fuck!

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

Fuck off!

Okay, here we go.

Fuck you. Fuck you.

Fuck! Oh, shit.

Okay.

Fuck!