The first 200 lines.
Yeah.
Pretty hard to breathe, huh?
I mean, isn't there something about the color white, like, uh..
You know, like an art thing or something?
Oh, I forget.
Like, uh, like it's the only color you can't undo or something?
Oh, man, I don't even know why we have to fuckin' repaint
this fuckin' thing in the first place.
I mean, it was already white.
They're paying us, that's why.
Stop fucking around, man.
Now, I have to repaint this shit.
Alright, man, whatever. Look, fix it.
Why don't you get out of here, huh?
Get out of here, please, I'll finish it.
Fine, man.
Lizard King.
My heroes are dead.
I was born in the wrong time.
Fuckin' Lizard King.
The same, the same, the same.
The same.
Fuckin' lamp is the same.
Fuckin' TV, basketball, books.
I don't hear. I don't see.
Oh, fuck. I shouldn't have done that.
Gussy, Gussy, Gussy.
I miss the old New York
in, like, the '70s and '80s.
CBGBs. The Ramones. "Mean Streets."
SAMO doing graffiti and Andy going to parties.
The birth of hip-hop.
Just look at Times Square.
Used to be cool..
All cracked up.
And now it's like fuckin' Disneyland.
What the fuck happened here? Shit.
That's a dope ride.
I have nothing to lose, man.
Alright, fuck it. Fuck it.
Hey, what are you doing? Where are you going?
The front doorman was there. I just fuckin' jumped into the car, you know?
But how did you start the car?
The keys were in the car.
Do you mean to tell me this really happened?
Pretty nice, huh?
Well, nice, in a sort of
kind of "Catcher In The Rye" way
but... you didn't by any chance bring the car here, did you?
Yeah, it's parked right outside. Come on.
Come here.
- There. - Oh, you asshole!
Did you forget that I'm a fuckin' dope dealer?
And I'm not the kind of person who wants attention paid to him.
Well, I mean, you provide the community
with a valuable services.
Yes, I know and I adore you too
but it's time to leave.
Are you kickin' me out?
Yes, because anyway, I don't think you can..
There it is.
There you go.
Prancy! I don't count the money.
You must have robbed a lot of people to get that.
- Are you alright? - I'm okay.
Look, if this is okay?
Just, um, just give me a bindle
and we'll... call it even.
- How much? - A bindle.
A bindle. Uh, considering that you owe me $3000...
- 3 grand? - Well, yes.
- Oh, come on. - You owe me 600.
I gave you over 2 grand.
Come on... - 2400.
And that means you owe me, uh, 600 more.
- Juan, please. - $600.
Because I've been supporting your habit for 4 months...
Oh, Juan, come on! Juan.
Please, look, I just need a little bit of shit, that's all.
- Think about the interest. - You'll get it.
Just a bit.
Oh, well, Pranc. Prancy honey, give him a balloon.
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
Thanks, Prancy. Don't call me Prancy.
And now..
It's time for you to leave.
Ah. That fuckin' kid.
It's more like Catcher In The Rolls.
Hey! Hey, Ruby!
Hey, what's up?
I'll take..
You're gonna be like that, huh?
Dissed.
It's okay. It's okay.
You know, I'm not like some
crazy, psycho, weirdo serial killer
who hears voices or anything, okay?
- Good for you. It's good. - Yeah, I..
My voices only tell me to hurt myself
so... you're in the clear.
I, I was staring at you because, uh
I think you're beautiful.
Stunning, actually. I mean..
Seriously, you're like the fuckin' hottest thing
I've ever fuckin' seen.
Does this routine work on everybody?
I don't know, I've never tried before.
- Right. - Yeah.
And judging by your reaction, I'll never say it again.
I promise.
Uh-oh, there it is. You laughed.
- I'm laughing at you. - Doesn't matter.
A laugh is a laugh. Now you have to meet me.
I'm Gus.
- Hi, I'm Ruby. - Ruby?
Wow. Of course, that's your name.
Can I get, can I get you a drink?
I buy my own drinks, motherfucker.
- Is it? - Thank you, guys.
For this next song, I'd like you to put all your technology away
and turn off your brains for a second.
This song is very special.
It's actually about a girl in the audience.
My girlfriend actually.
This song's called "Nobody Knows Your Name."
But I know your name, Ruby.
Wow!
Fuck. I should've known, huh?
Yo, Ruby!
- Gus? What the fuck! - Sick, right?
Yeah, but I mean, like, how?
Oh, you let me worry about that. Hop in.
I can't. I'm going to the country.
Uh, what country?
Connecticut. I'm on my way to Grand Central.
Ah, fuck that. What, you'd rather ride the train than ride with me?
No, of course not, but what, are you gonna drive me to the country?
I'm going to Connecticut now, man.
What? You're gonna drive me to Connecticut?
Yeah.
So are you really driving me to Connecticut right now?
Yeah. I mean, you know, I've never stolen a car before
and I feel like the open road is good to, like
I don't know, get away, you know?
Did you just say stolen a car?
Yeah.
I'm in a stolen fuckin' car right now?
- Yeah. - Gus, you're crazy.
- Oh, wait, stop, stop, stop. - What, what, what?
Oh, no. Look.
What?
- Aw! - Oh, man.
Oh. I hate that.
A deer shouldn't have to worry about cars.
How's she supposed to know?
Do you think it's bad if I take a picture?
I don't think it'll mind.
No, I mean, like... is it disrespectful?
So what do we do now?
You're such a freak.
So how's your mom doing? So where are we going, huh?
Where are we going?
Oh, we're going to my friend Logan's house.
Logan, Logan. Do I know that guy?
Um, I don't know. You might have met him.
He's a musician. He's Cool. A little weird.
Of course, of course. Yeah, you and your musicians.
I only play the kazoo, so..
- Well.. - I'm tattooing him.
Uhoh. That's trouble.
Ah, it's this triangle with all these treasures inside.
- Mm-hmm. - So rad.
You're all about tattoos, aren't you?
Yeah, it's my thing.
It's like your passion. You're lucky you have a passion.
It's great you have a passion.
When are you gonna let me do you?
No way, forever scares me too much, you know?
Oh, God! Typical male, commitment phobic.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, you still with that guy? What's his name?
- We broke up. - Really?
I'm sorry to hear that.
Well, whatever. I'm not.
He was a dick. All men are dicks.
I'm gonna become a lesbian.
I'd like to see that. Seriously, I'd like to. Yeah.
So Ruby is single.
Operation old maid in full effect.
You know, I have to say I'm a little upset
you didn't call to tell me.
Gus, we are friends, that's it.
Really?
Don't.. Stop!
Fuck!
Are you okay? Yes, I'm fine! I'm annoyed.
Are you alright? Are you gonna die?
- Okay. - Are you gonna die?
Yeah, I'm fine. Ah!
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