IRV: Donna"s been
really worried about you.
I"m really sorry, Esper.
He was a good old boy.
And I think if you"d asked him,
I think he would have said
that we were friends.
- What kind of friends?.
- Good ones. I mean that.
Now, he left you
a $200,000 policy.
Pardon?.
Part of it"s from working
at the plant,
and an option that I put
together for him just for you.
And he"s paid up in the full.
Frankly, there are
some questions
as to the manner
in which he died.
I don"t understand.
Was he on any medication at all?.
- I wasn"t his caretaker.
- Uh-huh.
Gosh, you know,
he"s only retired 10 minutes.
He had the RV parked
in the driveway.
He worked in a factory
all his life.
He wanted to go out to the coast
and see the ocean.
- Which one?.
- Not sure.
East, I think.
I"ve always preferred the West.
It"s a lot cleaner
than the East.
I think the only place dirtier
than the East Coast is Mexico.
We"re gonna have to send, uh,
some lab tests up to Des Moines.
What kind of tests?.
Urine.
Now, the only way
that money becomes available...
...is if he was clean.
What about my mom?.
Oh, your mom"s a beneficiary
if you"re not around.
But he wanted you to have that.
Does she know about it?.
She called twice today.
Listen, Irv.
That money
sure would come in handy.
Save me a lot of trouble.
Maybe Donna and I could split
out of here, you know?.
Start someplace else.
I don"t like to talk
about family in the office.
Okay.
- Hi.
- Hi.
I don"t know what it is
with kids today,
but I think too much money
can go to their heads.
We gonna say grace?.
- Amen.
- Amen.
So...
you talk to Esper?.
Just yesterday.
What"s the big dealio?.
I don"t know.
Nothing special.
You have something
you want to tell me?.
Not that I can think of.
I thought you wanted
to tell me something.
No.
You"re not pregnant, are you?.
Sorry
Just...
No, Daddy, I"m not.
- Why would you say that?.
- I don"t know.
Somebody seems to think
you"re gonna up and leave me.
Pardon?.
You know, it broke my heart
when I heard him say it.
I don"t know what I"m gonna do
about that guy.
You"ve been saying that
for three years.
When"s he gonna marry you?.
I finished pressing your shirts
before I came.
Thanks, sweetie.
Sweetie, when your mom moved on
to another world,
I was never
quite the same again.
Please...
Don"t move too far away.
Hi.
What"s your name?.
I already got an old man.
But, uh, I guess
I could tell you my name.
- It"s Donna.
- Donna?.
- Donna.
- Mm-hmm.
Well, Donna.
You want to go take a ride
with a stranger?.
My dad told me to be careful of
boys that drive fast El Caminos
and look like... Bruce Willis.
Bruce Willis?.
You ever heard of Bruce Willis
committing any crimes, huh?.
Hell, he"s a certified hero.
I guess you"re right.
I"ll take a ride with you, then.
I never been in here.
This was his place
away from Mom.
Better to get it over with.
Something smells like cat piss.
You think a stray kitten
got in here?.
- What?.
- Put that cigarette out.
What is it?.
Crank.
You think it"s the real McCoy?.
Well, it ain"t fake.
No wonder
he kept this place locked.
Esper, are you crazy?.
Yeah.
Bitter.
It"s not that bad.
You feel anything?.
A little.
Got to snort it.
Should we?.
Well, we"re free, white, and 21,
ain"t we?.
...another nonstop half-hour.
You think really clear
right now?.
Yeah.
Like God
is whispering in my ear.
I love this gun.
Can we drive to Egypt?.
I wake up every day
and wish we could.
At least New York.
That way we don"t have to
cross an ocean.
Too many of them terrorists.
Princess?.
Yeah?.
Thanks.
For what?.
Not laughing at me
no matter what I say.
You are funny, though.
I know.
You love me a lot, huh?.
I could watch paint dry
if it was a picture of you.
And the workers
fell to their knees
for they had witnessed a miracle
right here
in our own little town.
That"s amazing.
Marriage is
this kind of miracle.
There"s something
about you, Donna.
Hmm?.
You haven"t been here a lot.
No.
But I"m not an antithesis.
It"s atheist, honey.
Sorry.
I meant atheist.
Have you even been baptized?.
I don"t know.
There"s a light around you.
Not a raindrop in sight.
Would you baptize me?.
Do you accept God,
Our Lord and Savior,
as your salvation,
and do you believe in miracles?.
I do.
And I believe in miracles.
Then I baptize you,
Donna Huffman,
for you have accepted God.
Don"t - Don"t you have to
throw water on her?.
Water is not necessary.
How about you, son?.
How could all that money rest
on a person"s bladder?.
Irv says it"s a part of
the policy he made Dad sign.
And why did that prick Leo
leave all that money
in your name and not mine, huh?.
I was married to him
for 20 years.
I plan on covering
all of Dad"s debt
and then sharing it with you.
Donna and I got engaged.
You think you"re pimp rich now?.
Did I say something wrong?.
Eat your supper.
You expecting someone?.
Relax.
I"ll get it.
Evening, son.
I"m with
the Department of Corrections.
I"m your dad"s
probation officer.
Probation officer?.
For what?.
Meth task force.
You ain"t gonna bust
anybody here.
My dad"s dead.
What the hell is that?.
Is he dead?.
I don"t think so.
Hmph!
You"re under arrest.
Anything you say
can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
I"ll be a son of a bitch.
We don"t even have to do
anything illegal here.
Where you gonna take him?.
To hell.
It"s done.
What"s that?.
You know I don"t drink,
lovergirl.
Sorry.
Get in me.
In a minute.
In a minute.
Don"t you like what you see?.
I want you
to listen to me, okay?.
I want you to wait
at least a week or so
until after Esper"s funeral
before you start calling Irv
about the policy.
Do you understand me?.
I"ll be fine.
And I don"t want you getting
all slut-headed on me
when you see your son
in a pine box.
I"ll do anything you want.
I love you so fucking much.
Understandably so.
Because...
"Cause I...
I caress...
...like an angel.
Ah!
And I fuck like the devil.
Oh! Oh, yeah.
Take me, Don Juan.
- You like that, don"t you?.
- Yeah!
- LARRY: Is this Donna?.
- DONNA: Yes, it is.
Well, hi, Donna.
Uh, this is Larry Clarkson.
Who?.
I"m with the
Corrections Department in town.
- Mm-hmm.
- What do you want from me?.
Well, I need you to come down
to my office...
...to figure out what to do
about your boyfriend.
- Esper?.
- Esper. Yes, that"s right.
Is he all right?.
Well, I arrested him
just yesterday evening.
- I haven"t seen him.
- Uh-huh.
Well, that would explain
why you haven"t seen him.
Well, I figure if you come down
to my office,
we can, uh, maybe figure out
some way to bail him out.
Okay.
Uh, where you at?.
I"m on Sixth Street.
Okay.
I"m on my way.
I"ll see you then.
Hello?.
Can I help you?.
Donna?.
Is that you?.
How did this happen?.
You promise, cross your heart
in front of God,
you won"t say anything
to anyone?.
Cross my heart.
Esper"s in jail, and I don"t
know how to get him out.
Who did this to you?.
He told me he would put me
in jail if I said something.
He said he would help me
get him out.
Who, Donna?.
I have to
get Esper out of jail.
I can"t ask my dad
for bail money.
It"s okay.
We"re going to get him out.
Were you raped, sweetheart?.
Do you still see
the light around me?.
Nobody can take that away.
The Lord blessed you with it.
- Did they get you a doctor?.
- Hell no.
- It looks real bad.
- It hurts.
Did they take your dope?.
Well, they"re police, Donna.
- I want some dope.
- Let"s get the fuck out of here.
I- I really want
to get some dope.
I feel so alone without it.
- You jonesing?.
- Mm-hmm.
Real bad.
Can we get some, please?.
Do I look like $200,000 to you?.
You look like
squatted shit to me.
Now get in.
Why do you have to be so mean?.
- It didn"t happen.
- He"s not dead?.
Not only is he not dead,
but Daisy put the money up
to bail him out.
That little bitch.
Fuck!
I already started grieving
for my dead son.
All right.
Shit.
Okay.
Okay,
here"s what"s gonna happen.
I"m gonna monitor Esper
till his official court date.
I"m gonna have
that little fucker back inside
before the end of the month.
How did you let this happen?.!
I"m sorry, Larry.
- What did you call me?.
- Larry?.
Oh, you mean "God," don"t you?.
As in, "God, if I was
I still wouldn"t be
as smart as Larry!"
Say it!
God, if was 100 times as smart,
I wouldn"t be as smart as Larry.
Better.
You know,
you never would have been able
to put any of this together
if it wasn"t for me, you idiot.
Wipe your lip.
Okay, from now on, you"re gonna
keep your stupid trap shut.
[ Sighs ]
You let me handle things.
All right.
Come here.
Sorry.
Thought you were the feds.
Or aliens.
I need some dope.
Artie slings the dope.
Where is he?.
Crashed and burned.
You may be family,
but those are the rules.
This is a business.
Heard you lost
your jail virginity.
Who"s your probation guy?.
Don"t have one yet.
You will.
Who"s yours?.
Got Don Wheeler.
Deals with the juveniles.
Once I turn 18, I get
turned over to the big fucker.
Who"s the big fucker?.
Dirty cop.
Comes by here all the time
and makes us give him a load.
Then he comes back and tries
to bust us six months later.
Sounds like a fucker I know.
Hey.
What kind of book you got here?.
Uncle Fester"s.
Key to methamphetamine
manufacturing.
- This teach you how to batch?.
- Sure does.
Ecstasy, too.
ESPER:
What does it say?.
Well...
"Making Methamphetamine. "
That"s it, baby.
- That"s working?.
- Yeah.
Ah! It"s hot.
- Put in two?.
- Yep.
Hey.
Come here.
I think I got it.
- Want to try?.
- [ Chuckling ] Yeah.
Oh.
Mmm.
Tell you what.
[ Inhales deeply ]
God, it gives you a rush,
doesn"t it?.
Tell you what.
I don"t give a shit.
I"m never gonna work
in a fucking factory again.
They can kiss my ass.
- Mm-hmm.
- You know that?.
We can take this,
and we can make this stuff
in 20 fucking minutes.
Are you kidding me?.
What"s the crime in that?.
Is there one?.
No.
I don"t want to sell to no kids
or nothing like that.
Plus, it makes me feel good.
Come here.
Come here, beautiful.
It"s pretty, huh?.
Not as pretty as you.
Come on.
Let"s do some more.
Set me up a line.
...where we once placed
our heaviest reliance.
Glen Hanson reports.
This is America's great
breadbasket - the Midwest.
But we're alarmed out here -
alarmed at the rate
our farms and croplands
are being abandoned.
No one living
in this fertile plain
and watching these lands
endlessly produce their bounty
ever believed it could happen.
- Where"s everybody going?.!
- It's as simple as that.
For 100 years,
the great expanse of land
from the Mississippi to the
Rockies, from Texas to Montana,
poured forth a superabundance
of wheat, corn, and cattle
to feed a nation and the world.
It was an article of faith here
that anything that increased
the yield was good.
And it wasn't a purely selfish
point of view.
...and we took
our responsibilities seriously.
You didn"t get out of here,
though.
I know you love me, Larry.
...to see what was happening.
Oh, we see it now, of course...
I know you do.
I know you do. I know.
...to kill the insects just
as they were supposed to do.
Dude, just keep it low.
Here.
Shit.
I feel queer
with you holding it.
Relax, relax.
Well, let me do it.
Well, now...
Hey, I"m sorry about Leo.
Thanks.
Mmm.
Tried to call him from jail.
Oh, your dad?.
Then I realized he was dead.
Huh.
That"s weird, man.
Yeah.
Donna help you make this?.
Sure did.
How long did it take?.
Not long.
This chick can make any dope.
Who is the chick?.
She lives here in Polecat.
She"s new in town "cause
she strips up in Des Moines.
Fuck her yet?.
Not yet.
Dominique knows how to batch.
Dominique?.
Yeah.
Like dominatrix.
Sex-goddess stuff.
That"s good,
but it ain"t any dope.
She got a strike!
One more!
She got it.
You want to bowl or what?.
Let"s do it, man.
Let"s bowl.
Let"s go.
We got to hurry.
Get up there!
Get up there!
- I am.
- Let"s go.
Break it off.
Farmer!
Let"s go.
Aah!
Shit!
- Go on, Nicky. Run!
- MAN: Hey!
- Come on!
- Bastards!
- Come on!
- Damn it!
I"m not into needles.
Banging it"s a better high, man.
Plus, it won"t mess
your nose up.
I got a hole in this nostril
that would take
a quarter of dope to pack
to even get drainage.
Smoking is shit.
Ether makes me cough.
Wrap that rubber around your arm
and find me a vein.
You got a boyfriend?.
Let me put it to you this way.
When I shoot, I want to screw.
Even you.
Good choice.
Did it hurt?.
It"s heaven.
Want me set you up, baby?.
I like to share.
It"s the ritual
that gets me off now.
Ooh.
Look at me.
Do you like me?.
Sharing the blood is caring.
What"s wrong?.
Did it feel bad?.
Somebody"s trying to kill me.
Please stop saying that.
I never said it before.
You mumbled it to me in a dream.
The dream feel real?.
Yeah.
But it was more like
a nightmare.
I"m not working
ever fucking again
if we can manage
to sell this shit.
We can sell it.
I just don"t know
if it"s the right thing to do.
What"s better than going in
at 5:00 a. m. tomorrow morning
to provide America
with garbage bags?.
I just want to do it right,
you know?.
I think I"m in love
with Dominique.
You out of your mind, man?.
Bitch probably has AIDS.
She knows how to move her body.
You"re in love with any woman
who sleeps with you.
You use a rubber?.
No.
Nobody in Iowa has AIDS.
How are you, Donna?.
Fine, thank you.
I take it
you"re not even gonna look
at the wrong side of the law,
are you, now, boy?.
Well!
Look who we got here.
You"re next.
Look who"s in my fucking
office - Esper Harte.
I"m your new probation officer.
I only got a few simple rules.
You follow "em,
we"ll get along just fine.
Well, you were convicted
on a narcotics-related crime.
That means [chuckles] you can"t
ingest any illegal substances.
You with me?.
Would you like a cigarette?.
Why are you trying
to kill me, man?.
Come on, boy.
One cigarette
ain"t gonna kill you.
Do you have X-ray vision?.
Not at the moment.
Then how"d you know
I had dope on me that night?.
Perceptive.
You see, ice has been
a family tradition
around these parts since "93.
The only good thing
about that rat poison
is the fat whores,
they get skinnier.
You ever given your urine away?.
To the toilet.
Hmm.
Well, you"re in luck.
"Cause we got a toilet
just around the corner.
You know, some dishonest people,
they let their kids
pee in the bucket,
and then they turn that in.
So now the state requires
that I watch it
come directly out of your penis.
Showtime.
Maybe you need
a little mood music.
Helps sometimes.
Hey, hey!
We have a winner.
Did you know
that your little girlfriend
has the juiciest pussy?.
She didn"t tell you that she
came by - your little Daisy?.
Donna.
You"re full of malarkey.
Me?.
Oh, I"ll take that from you.
Well, I"m gonna
ship this off pronto,
have the results back in a week.
I sure hope
you don"t drop dirty.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
I got to talk to you.
Okay.
I"m going nuts.
I"m going nuts.
About what?.
With the probation man?.
Okay, we got to get out of here.
That guy"s
gonna fucking kill me.
We keep the same damn plan,
okay?.
We leave. Make money selling,
and we leave.
You with me?.
Of course I"m with you.
I love you.
I love you, too.
I love you.
Touching me like that.
You like it.
I"m not gay.
I saw you staring at me...
at my tits.
I do not stare at you.
Lose the Barbie bull.
They"re soft.
Do you want to kiss them?.
Not really.
Okay.
You"re a real slut, you know.
I"m not a slut.
I"m just open-minded.
How many people
have you had sex with?.
I"ve lost count.
But I"ve screwed blacks,
women, Mexicans,
faggots, even some animals.
That"s animal abuse.
I like women better than men.
Who was the first person
you slept with?.
My uncle.
He used to take his penis out
and wave it at me
when I was, like, 10.
They all do.
It"s the truth.
If there"s one thing I don"t
lie about, it"s my sexuality.
I don"t lie about mine, either.
How many guys you slept with?.
One.
That"s pathetic.
You ever had
a brown-eyed slammer?.
A what?.
Brown-eyed slammer.
Up the butt.
Yeah.
All we got to do
is what Donna"s doing there.
Cope.
We"ll put up a sign.
Spread the word.
You just
turn your porch light on.
Look, I got a guy in town.
I"ll make a call and put the
address out to the using public.
We turn on that porch light
out front before dark,
and you"ll have people lined up
down the street.
Clean you out in 10 minutes.
Need more cold pills.
Fucking light doesn"t work.
It needs -
It needs a new light bulb.
Look at my box, baby.
I never wrote "fuck" on anything
in my whole life,
but I can"t get the "K" right
"cause I"m out of nail polish.
In Japan, F-U-C means
penis of the dragon.
Where are you from - Japan?.
No.
They invented crank.
Not the liquid version.
Kamikazes.
Nazis.
They perfected it.
How"d you learn it so good?.
My mama.
I"ll buy you some paint, okay?.
We don"t need you
learning Japanese.
Dominique, call that guy.
Get some more beer, too!
Hey, how you doing, Irv?.
Uh, sorry to bother you.
You got a second?.
Thank you.
How you doing?.
Look at that.
Huh.
Is this your daughter?.
My goodness.
Isn"t she just a little peach?.
Must be difficult
being a single father and all.
Yes, it is.
Well, I"m here
about Esper Harte.
You see, I was
Leo Harte"s probation officer.
Sorry,
I didn"t make the connection.
Now I"m Esper"s.
He was convicted on possession
with the intent to distribute.
Now, word has it he"s about to
come into a whole lot of money.
Well, that"s confidential.
I"m not at liberty
to talk about that.
I totally understand.
I was just, uh, you know,
hoping maybe you could help me
figure out why a kid
who was coming into money
would want to sell
that rat poison.
Well, you have a good evening.
Sorry about your... interruption.
You still alive?.
Yep.
I"ve been looking for you.
I"ve been real busy.
Doing what?. I haven"t seen
you or Donna for over a week.
Donna"s fine.
You got a second to talk?.
I"m kind of booked up right now.
It"s about the settlement.
Did you get the results back
or what?.
Yes, and they were positive.
Does that mean good news
or bad news?.
His urine was dirty.
He was high as a kite
when he died.
So, what happens to the money?.
Well, there isn"t any.
Nothing?.
Zero.
Esper, money isn"t God.
It just wasn"t meant to be.
Listen, Irv, I plan on marrying
your daughter someday soon,
so if there ever was a time
for a guy like you
to lose a little bit
of paperwork,
well, now would be the time.
I"m looking forward
to having grandchildren, Esper,
but I define myself through
my image in the community,
and you obviously do not.
Okay.
I"m sorry.
Esper, listen.
Esper.
I don"t want to be interfering
with either of you,
but have Donna call me.
I will.
I"ll see you, Irv.
Try to take care
of those hangovers.
Hey, you.
- Whoa.
- What are you doing?.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Relax.
This is the guy I called.
Where you been?.
Give yourself a minute
to adjust to our climate.
Sorry about the weapon.
We"ve been cooking
for a couple weeks.
Did you hear that?.
No.
They"ve been knocking on my door
all night, man.
He"s tweaked out, Joey.
You think something"s
going on out there?.!
I thought a saw a cop-looking
car scoping us out.
Are you checking him out?.
No. He"s ugly.
Well, what if he wasn"t ugly?.
I still wouldn"t like him.
You think fucking he"s a cop?.
He - He"s a deejay.
His mouth moves, but then
he doesn"t say anything.
Not what I thought
he was saying.
- Go unload my gun.
- Calm down.
Look, can we set me up
with a couple bags?.
We cool?.
I"ll take care of it, Nick.
Ah ha ha ha.
- Mmm.
- Mmm.
Motherfucker.
Wait a minute.
You just gonna
have a go at her...
like you"re gonna fuck her
or something?.!
What, she"s your girlfriend now?.
I"m just protecting my friend.
Nick, I think
she can protect herself.
Hold on.
Just chill, boss.
I"m just gonna take my...
You son of a bitch!
...fucking 3 grams and go, okay?.
Take your dope and get out.
Yeah, sure, but, you know,
somebody ought to keep
that fucking freak
on 74-hour insanity watch.
You call the cops, and I come
with this fucking freak -
this freak - and we split
your fucking head open, okay?.
Okay!
You fucking put the address out,
or you leave the dope.
Okay?.
Get out.
Okay!
Hey, listen.
I"m really worried.
I need to know
if you have seen my daughter
or her - that fella - Esper.
No.
All right.
I"m sorry. I"m just -
I"m kind of nervous, that"s all.
No, I know, I know.
Look, if you do, please call me,
okay, no matter what.
I"m gonna hang up.
Okay.
Come on.
Freak.
Hey, okay.
Come on.
Okay.
Come on.
All right.
Okay, come on.
What"s your problem, huh?.
I don"t have a problem.
Huh?.
See, I don"t have a problem.
Why you acting so weird, huh?.
- Come on. Stop it!
- God!
You know,
you don"t want to do it.
Either you"re on the rag or you
don"t want to do it, you know?.
You...
You tell me every detail.
You exclude not one thing.
He called me down to his office,
claiming you were in trouble.
Would you like a cigarette?.
It was evening when I got there,
so nobody else was around.
I treat everything...
like I treat a pussy.
He put a gun to my head and
told me to take my clothes off.
But I wouldn"t do it.
So he handcuffed me to the wall.
And he ripped my top
and my panties off.
And then he got it really hard,
and he put it in my face.
He told me to suck it,
but I wouldn"t.
And then he put the gun
in my mouth.
And then he put the gun
inside me.
He was so strong, I...
I didn"t want to tell you.
I figured...
I figured... you"d think of me
as a takeback or something.
I love you too much
not to kill him.
I"m pregnant, too.
Come here.
Come here.
Shh.
Come here.
Come on.
It"s okay.
It"s okay.
He took something from you
that wasn"t his to take, okay?.
I want to kill him.
I want to fucking kill him.
Come here.
ROD: Yes...
LARRY: Well, hey, Rod.
I need the urine analysis
for Leo Harte.
Yeah, that test is positive
for methamphetamine.
Excuse me?.
- Okay, boy.
- Hang up the goddamn phone.
You are making a big mistake.
Hang up the goddamn phone!
Hang up the damn phone!
ROD: Is everything -
- Stand up.
- What?.
Stand up.
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
Hey!
Drop your pants.
I want to see your penis.
- What?.
- Drop your goddamn pants!
I want to see your penis!
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
This...
is for branding my girl,
you narco swine piece of shit.
Aah!
Shit.
- Did you kill him?.
- No. It wasn"t loaded.
Can you believe that?.
Take it!
Get in the goddamn car
and load the gun!
- Okay.
- Get in!
Keep it loaded!
Get in!
You do whatever you got to do
to sell the rest of the dope.
Donna, Nick, and I are taking
the money and going to Mexico.
You ain"t welcome.
We split it 50/50, and
you get the fuck out of here.
Shit.
I"m gonna put in an order.
I"m not hungry.
Once we tell the waitress
we want an orange soda
and a piece of cherry pie,
the slinging starts.
I...
Yeah, can I get
a, uh, orange soda
and a piece of cherry pie,
please?.
I"m gonna take a piss.
Sharing the blood is caring.
Oh, my God!
I love you.
I want you in my heart.
Nick, it"s me - Donna!
There"s bloody shit
all over my toilet!
Oh, my God!
What are you doing?.!
You killed the baby!
You killed the baby!
Oh, my God!
You"re going crazy, Nick.
You"re tweaked out.
Oh, my God! Stop it!
You killed the baby!
There"s nothing there!
- Baby!
- Oh, my God, Nick!
Stop it!
You"re fucking crazy!
Stop!
There"s nothing there!
Hey, man.
You just order cherry pie
and an orange soda?.
Yeah, I guess so.
Hey, man.
You can"t be in here today
with that bitch.
Who?.
The bitch you came in with.
I had my burrito inside her,
too.
So don"t think
you"re so hot shit to my face.
Aah!
Pedro!
Fuck you!
Clear the goddamn table.
I"m gonna cut this guy.
Don"t ever sell
where Ramrod sells.
Will you remember?.
Dirty baby killer!
I got it!
It was a fucking miracle of God!
You had a miracle of God!
I"m gonna fucking burn you,
Nick!
You"re fucked!
Don"t make me burn you!
Don"t!
Don"t make me burn you!
Aah!
Never say "fuck you" to me
again.
Ugh!
Fuck you.
Donna?.
Bud?.
Don"t - Get away.
It"s me, okay?. Esper.
You"re tweaking.
Hey.
You remember that time
when we were chasing each other
around the house
when we were kids?.
We came around that corner
and ran smack-dab
into each other, huh?.
And my tooth
got stuck in your forehead.
I still got the scar.
Give me the knife, Nick.
This fucking gnome
burned my dick off.
Hey!
It"s Donna, okay?.
You got a knife to her throat.
Come on.
I"m sorry, man.
I took too much.
For what?.
It"s my fault.
I don"t think life likes me
too much right now.
Oh, no.
Hey, Nicky.
Life likes you fine.
Do me a favor.
Name it.
When you join me in hell...
...bring my dick with you.
No!
Oh, no!
Jesus Christ!
Ugh!
No!
No!
No!
No!
Nicky.
Donna, what are you doing?.
Come on, sweetie.
You can come in.
Come in the front -
What"s the matter?.
Come here.
Come here, sweetie.
No!
- Damn it!
- No!
- What"s wrong with you?.
- I want to talk to my mother!
Stop.
Stop! Listen!
Listen!
It"s all right!
- No.
- Get -
- I want to see my mother.
- What is it, sweetie?.
- What happened?.
- I don"t want you!
Get the - Get away!
Get - Get away!
- Come on.
- Come in the house.
Why won"t you let me see
my mother?.!
No!
Why won"t you let me see
my mother?.!
Donna!
Why?.!
Come in the house.
Stay here.
Your mom"s inside.
God damn you,
I"m gonna kill you!
Get down!
You!
Get in the car!
Stay back there,
or I"ll break your hand!
You just shut up!
- I"m sorry.
- No!
Stop the "sorry" shit!
You had some prospects,
but now you"re just
a fucking drug addict!
You"re just a fucking junkie!
You"re just a junkie!
I smoked my pot,
and I drank my share.
Nothing like this.
That"s my only daughter.
And I"m not giving her hand
to you.
Fuck.
Are you just saying this
to scare me or something?.
The last thing I want to do
is fucking scare you!
I want to kill you!
Just stay there.
- Irv, wait!
- Stop it!
Get out of the car!
Get the fuck out of the car.
Get the fuck out of the car!
Get out! Get out!
Right.
This way!
This way!
I can"t let you have
your car today.
But I"m gonna bring it by
tomorrow.
And you just have to get cleaned
up and get out of town.
Because if you ever come
by my house again
and try to see my daughter,
I"m gonna kill you!
Good luck.
Don"t move.
Stay there.
Good luck!
Jesus!
So...
how long you been sleeping
with him?.
Excuse me?.
Who the hell do you think
you"re talking to?.
Larry!
The guy who just left
his cigarettes here!
Get out of my bathroom!
You"re a traitor, Mom.
He raped Donna!
You"re just on drugs.
He tried to kill me, too!
You know what?.
You don"t look so good.
Too many drugs.
Just like your father!
Esper! You are not taking
that picture out of my house!
Where are you going?.!
Mexico!
Esper!
Okay.
What"s your big
fucking emergency?.
My $200,000
is going down the road.
Say what?.
Esper"s headed for Mexico
in my GTO.
Your 200 grand is a wash.
Excuse me?.
Oh.
Look at it, "cause
that"s the last fucking time
you"re gonna see it.
You are past it.
You want your money?.
Your money no longer exists
because your husband
was a fucking junkie.
I don"t believe you.
Oh, you don"t believe me, huh?.
Why don"t you go ask
Irv Huffman?.
I was willing to kill my son
for you.
And this is how you pay me back?.
Larry... baby.
Christ, get the fuck off of me.
Off of me!
Larry?.
Larry!
Larry!
DONNA: Mm.
Does it hurt?.
No.
Feels so good.
Mm.
Are you thinking about it?.
Let"s not talk now.
I"m fine.
I love you, Esper.
I just pretend like I never had
anyone inside me before now.
I love you, too.
I want you to pretend.
I don"t want it
to feel like I"d ever hurt you.
You ready to get
the hell out of here, huh?.
- Yes.
- I sure am, too.
Do you love me?.
- Y eah.
- Y eah?.
I love you, too.
God damn!
The story of my life, huh?.
God damn it!
Pop open that glove box.
I"ll get him, but if I don"t
kill him, you aim for his face.
You shoot him
in the goddamn face.
Don"t get out!
Aah!
Fuck!
God damn it!
No!
Raindrop.
Of course I"m with you.