Joy Ride 3

Ah...

Fuck me.

Lay down. Lay down. Lay down. Okay.

Yes! Yes!

Harder. Fuck, yeah.

Touch me. Please touch me.

Stop. Stop. Stop!

Just fucking stop for a second!

I need a... l just need to... Okay.

Come on. Give me another bump.

What? Just give me another bump!

Are you fucking serious?

Yeah, I'm fucking serious. Give me another bump!

Now, go get it. Go. Okay.

Go, go, go. Please. Please!

Come on. Come on. Come on.

I'm out. I'm out. Fuck.

I need some. I need some!

I don't know what to tell you, okay? Because I'm out.

So, go and get some more!

Fuck! What do you want me to do? Make it out of thin air?

I can't fucking do that, Candy!

I'm tapped out! Do you speak fucking English?

Do you understand me? Tapped out!

Fuck you! You...

Jesus Christ! Okay, okay! Fuck!

Hey! Calm down, okay? We're cool.

For Christ's sake, just calm the fuck down. Okay, I got it.

Yeah, I know how to get some more.

How?

We order in.

Yeah, okay. So you're gonna get on this radio.

You're going to get some hyped-up, strung-out, horny trucker

to come pay us a visit.

He's going to come to the door.

I'm going to knock him in the fucking head.

And, barn. We're in business.

Okay? Here. Here.

You know how the button works?

Okay, just press that button.

Hi, there.

This is Candy and I'm looking for some company.

Any lonely truckers out there?

Right. That's good.

This is Rusty Nail.

I knew a Candy Cane once.

Where you at, baby?

Come on. Tell him. Tell him.

Candy Cane. That's real cute, Rusty.

You got any party favors on you?

I don't party, little girl.

Fuck. Fuck!

You know what? It's okay. Just get him to come meet us.

And we'll roll him for his cash.

Okay? Okay,

Come on, do it! He's going to...

That's okay, big guy, we can have fun other ways.

Hey, get his phone number.

What's your number, baby?

555-0159.

All right, now, just like strike a pose.

Like, smile. Look sexy. Okay.

Yeah. That's nice.

I sent you a text, sweetie.

Mmm...

Now that's real pretty.

Meet me at the Blue Jay Motel off Route 17

for an afternoon delight.

Hurry, I can't wait to see you.

Hey, tell him room 21. Tell him room 21.

Room 21, baby.

I'll be there.

Okay.

I fucking love you, baby. I love you. Fucking love you!

So, he comes to the door.

I hit him, and we get his wallet and we just get out of here.

Okay. Hey, we gotta get dressed. We gotta get dressed.

But I don't want to leave. We already paid for the room.

Candy, what the fuck do you think is gonna happen

if we hang around here after we rob him?

We're gonna go to fucking jail, that's what's gonna happen. Okay?

Get dressed! Okay.

Fucking flake out on me, Candy.

Fine. l won't.

Okay, just stay there. Stay there.

I'm gonna fucking smash him.

How strange.

You do not look anything like your picture.

Hey, mister. Hey, please. Please. We're sorry. Okay. Just let us go.

We won't tell anyone. I swear. I swear to you.

Maybe.

But then again, you two haven't exactly shown me

a track record of honesty, now have you?

No! No!

Shut up. Please? Please. Please.

Baby, are you okay?

You have a choice to make.

You got into this together.

You can get yourselves out of this together.

These chains wrapped around your wrists go under the truck,

straight to the U-joint on my axle.

All you gotta do is hang on for 1 mile and not fall off.

I'll set you free.

But if one of you slips, the chain will tighten.

It'll wrap around the spinning axle and pull you both under the truck.

So you're gonna let us go after 1 mile?

I'm a man of my word.

Here's a little reward.

I'll let you keep this bag of crystal I've got.

Boy, there's enough there to get you high for a good long time.

But don't touch it until I stop.

You gotta wait till I give it to you.

If you just take it, well, that'd be rude. Okay?

Time to go. Climb on up.

That's an order! I said, move!

Okay. Okay.

Move! Come on! Let's go. Okay.

There you go.

Have a nice ride.

Okay.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Candy. Candy!

Candy.

Candy!

Candy, look at me. Look at me, right in my fucking eyes.

Don't stop looking in my eyes, okay? We can do this.

We can fucking do this. But you gotta help me.

You gotta hold my hand this whole time.

All we gotta do is hang on for 1 mile.

Okay?

Just hang on. Hang on.

It's gonna be fine. Okay, just like before. Okay?

Hold my hand. Hold my hand.

No! Grab my hand! Grab my hand!

Hey, hey! Grab my hand!

Grab my fucking hand now!

Qkay, are you okay? l got you-l got you. Are you okay?

I got you. I'm just gonna hold your hand.

Hey, hey, that's gotta be a mile, man!

Come on, that's a fucking mile!

That's gotta be a mile! Stop the fucking truck!

Good job. You made it.

We made it.

No. No, no. Keep looking at me.

Keep looking at me. No, no, no!

No, no. Candy! We'll get that later, baby, just wait till it stops. No!

Candy! No!

Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh rolling down the eastern seaboard

I've got my diesel wound up and she's running like a never before

There's a speed zone ahead all right

But I don't see a cop in sight

6 days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

I got ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive

I'm taking little white pills and my eyes are open wide

I just passed a Jimmy and a White

I've been passing everything in sight

6 days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye

I could have a lot of women but I'm not like some of the guys

I could find one to hold me tight

But I could never believe it's right

6 days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

Well the ICC is checking on down the line

I'm a little overweight and my log book's way behind

But nothing bothers me tonight

I can dodge all the scales all right

6 days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

My rig's a little old but that don't mean she's slow

There's a flame from her stack and the smoke's blowing black as coal

My home town's coming in sight

If you think I'm happy you're right

6 days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

6 days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

What's the range on these things?

About 5 miles in flat terrain.

Yeah? You think that's enough?

It should serve the purpose for the race.

Those handhelds, we can relay the info to the crew at the pit stops.

Testing. One Racer. Come in. Over.

Works perfect.

Let's get this garbage out of here.

So? Think she's ready?

I'm telling you, I've gone over every inch of this baby.

This car is tight. It's gonna blow the doors off everybody.

Yeah. You used to say that in high school shop class.

Yeah. I had to carry your ass back there.

Otherwise, you would have flunked out.

And I'm still doing it today.

I seem to remember it differently.

Oh, yeah? Uh-huh.

Yeah, you tried to tank me with Amy Crawford. You remember that?

I don't recall.

Oh, you don't recall? No.

Amy Crawford, high school prom queen. Hmm.

You recall. Yeah. Mmm-hmm.

I was a junior taking her to prom.

And you hated the fact that I was her date.

I did?

And here I thought you were my wingman.

I am your wingman.