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Oh, shut up, June,
you stupid whining, bitch!

Enid Pearly, I really do not know
where you learned such language.

Shame on you.

You know the Lord doesn't like it
when little girls talk like that.

Come to Momma.

And I'm sure that Harry's
mother would not allow it.

Now would she,
Harry?

No, ma'am,
she wouldn't.

She wouldn't.

Damn right.

No, ma'am,
she wouldn't.

Move it.

Oh, Lord, there
is no rest for the weary.

Shit.

Harry, that will
be your mother.

Enid, be a dear and watch
your sister for a sec.

Oh, my God.

There, there, June baby.

What's the matter?

Are you cold?

Is that it?

Is my little sister
Junie-wunie cold?

Enid, what are you doing?

None of your business,
butt face.

You're gonna
get it, Enid.

You really are.

Uh-oh.

Hurry up, Harry.

Come on back to
the kitchen, Mrs. Hopper.

Say hello
to Mrs. Hopper, Enid.

Hi, Mrs. Hopper.

Hi, Mom.

Hello, Harry.

Enid,
where's June?

- Oh, June.
- Oh, Harry.

d Sometimes it's hard
to be a woman d

d Givin' all your love
to just one man d

Oh, yeah.

d You'll have bad times

d And he'll have good times

d Doin' things that
you don't understand d

Like that?

d But if you love him,
you'll forgive him d

d Even though he's hard
to understand d

d And if you love him

d Oh, be proud of him

June. June. June.

d 'Cause after all,
he's just a man d

d Stand by your man

Got that right.

d Give him two
arms to cling to d

d And somethin' warm
to come to d

d When nights are
cold and lonely d

d Stand by your man

d And show the world
you love him d

d Keep givin'
all the love you can d

d Stand by your man

d Stand by your man

d And show the world
you love him d

d Keep givin'
all the love you can d

Harry. Harry.

Harry, my beloved husband.

Enid.

You no-good worthless
piece of shit.

Oh, God, Enid.

June, my own sister.

Do you mean
to tell me

you've been dinking
my own stinking sister?

You asshole.

Tell me something, June.
have you been able

to get anything out of
Mr. Peewee over here?

Enid.

Ahh!

Now I want you
to fess up

and tell me
right now

how long
this has being going on.

Quick!

Now just cool it, okay?

We just have to-

we're
all adults, right?

Well, we just
have to... be adult.

God, are you just
completely brain dead?

Adult?

You want me
to be an adult?

I think you're right.

I think I should
be an adult, I do.

At your funeral.

Oh, God.

- Give me the gun.
- Dick head.

Wait.

Get up.

You dickless wonder!

I killed her.

Don't be stupid.
She's not dead.

- My own sister.
- She's just unconscious.

- My own flesh and blood.
- Enid?

Dead.

Enid.

Enid.

She's dead.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Oh, my God.

Don't you think you better
go get the door, Harry?

Oh, shit.

This is a.357 Magnum,

the most powerful
handgun in the world.

You make one move,
asshole, you're history.

Floyd, so help me,
one of these days.

Where did you
get that thing?

I just got it
in the mail.

She's a beauty,
isn't she?

Um, did I hear
a gunshot just now?

- Gunshot?
- Yeah.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah.

Oh, me and Enid,
we're having a little fight.

And you shot her?

- Good thinking.
- Don't be ridiculous.

No.

My gun
fell off the table,

and there is one in
the chamber, you know.

Um, we got to go now?

Yeah, well,
I gotta stop

and get some ammo
for this monster.

Look,
I'll get Enid to drive me.

I'll see you
later, Floyd.

Are you okay?

Yeah, sure, I'm fine.

- I'll see you in a while.
- Are you sure?

I'm okay, really.
I'll see you later.

What are we gonna do?

Come on, Harry,
you're a cop.

You're supposed to know
about these things.

Oh, God.
Oh, mother of Jesus.

Oh, God.

I'm going down for this.

I know it.

I can feel it
in my bones.

- What?
- Nothing.

Come on, Harry,
this is serious.

I can
feel it in my bones.

- I said this is serious.
- I'm going down.

No shit.

No shit.
It's all your fault.

My fault?
My fault?

You are the one that
cracked her over the head.

Why did you have
to hit her so hard, June?

God!

You're the one that came
on to me in the first place.

What?

You came on
to me

over that Christmas party
down at Ronnie's Pizza.

It was 2 years ago.

Yeah, well, if you hadn't
started hitting on me,

we wouldn't be in this mess,
now, would we?

Am I really
hearing this?

Well, you did come on
to me first, didn't you?

Admit it.

Okay, I admit it.

It's my fault, all right?
So what?

Does that change anything?
You feel better now?

I'm sorry, honey.

Really.

I'm sorry, okay?

I gave her that clown
for her birthday last year.

She hated it.

What do you mean?
She said she loved it.

She lied.

Really?

Yeah.

It's been hell, June,
I swear.

Your sister was driving me
to an early grave.

Oh, please stop
bawling, honey.

I can't help it.

I mean, I just
killed my sister.

I got a right, don't I?

I mean, even if
she was a bitch,

I got a right, don't I?

Yes, you do, sweetheart.
You have every right.

What are we gonna do?

Well, you know...

I mean...

We could own up,

take the rap,
plead self-defense.

The problem there is,

folks ain't gonna take to
a woman killing her own sister

'cause she found out
she's screwing her husband.

I guess
I'd be an accomplice

'cause I was the one
doing the screwing.

Life in prison, is that
what you're trying to say?

Like life.

Well, no,
just hang on.

We could get off
for good behavior after...

I don't know,
20 years?

Great.

Or-

I know this is gonna
sound illegal.

Maybe we could make it
look sorta like an accident.

I can't believe
she hated this clown.

A car accident.

Cost me a fortune.

If we could just get her out
to the car with no one seeing.

I was gonna
buy it for myself.

What do you think?

About what?

Making it look like
an accident, June.

A car accident.

Look, if we play
our cards right,

we got to be real
careful, baby,

I think
we can pull it off.

Wait a few months,

stay away from each other
till things calm down.

We could be together.

Just like we always
talked about.

Huh?

Not now, Harry.

Well, June, what do you
think about what I just said,

about disposing of
the body?

No, no, Harry.

It sounds so terrible.

I mean, I never thought
of Enid as a body before.

Honey, she's never
been dead before.

Yeah, not like that.

Seems like we don't have
much of a choice, sweetheart.

Why did you have
to be such a bitch, Enid,

always giving me
a hard time,

giving everybody
a hard time?

We don't really have
a choice, do we?

Well, this is
a dumb idea, Harry.

I feel so stupid.

No, no, it's good.

You and Enid sort of
look the same.

Oh, thanks.

From a distance, honey,
I meant from a distance.

Anybody sees us, they'll
just think you're Enid.

Head up 301 to
the mountains.

There's a road
that goes to El Rado.

- Do you know it?
- Yeah.

Go about 200 yards
past that road,

there's a real sharp curve,
you pull over,

you put Enid
into the driver's seat.

Are you listening to me?

- Yes.
- Pour some whisky on her,

you know, make her
look like she was drunk.

And then, well,
just let her go.

She's got a bump
on her head, right?

No one will ever know.

It's gonna work, honey.
It's gonna work perfect.

Do you really like
this lipstick color?

I don't.

Listen, honey, as soon
as you dump the car,

mess yourself up a little, you
know, roll around in the dirt.

Why the hell would
I want to do that?

Well, get the dust out
of the attic, honey.

You're gonna have to say
you jumped out of the car

just before
it went over.

Watch out!

- Jesus.
- No need to yell at me.

I'm sorry, honey.
I'm sorry.

I'm just a little
nervous, all right?

Never had a murder
on my hands-

God, don't say
murder, Harry.

It sounds so...

Well, Harry.

Yeah.

If I push the car
over the cliff,

how am I supposed
to get back home?

You're gonna have
to hitchhike.

Hitchhike?

Pull over there.

Oh, shit,
there's Floyd.

Okay, you understand?

You got
everything clear?

- Oh, Enid.
- Bye.

Oh, God.

Oh, she's in a hurry.
What's up?

Oh, she's going to Santa Fe
to see her parents, Floyd.

She's real late.

She looks different.

She's taking better
care of herself, right?

You got that right.

I finally put
my foot down.

Oh, God, I know
that I sinned.

I know that you're punishing
me for what me and Harry done.

Shit, God,
give me a break.

Please, please,
just give me a break.

How the hell's Jasper?

Yeah.
Just told me he had to have

his leg cut off,
amputated.

Honey, you just
listen to Mavis now.

I'd put him out of his misery.
I really would.

They get real nasty

when they get
a handicap like that.

I'd just put him
right out of his misery.

You're such a card.

Oh.

Police station.

Hi, Mavis.

This is, uh...

Doreen Waverly.
Is Harry there?

Harry?
Hey, go tell Sherlock

his Aunt Doreen's
on the phone.

He's in the can.

- We playing bingo Friday?
- Well, I don't know,

but I will certainly
let you know, okay?

Charlene's gonna be there.

No one's seen
her new thighs yet.

It's your Aunt Doreen.

He's coming.
Hold on.

Doreen, how are you?

Harry, she's stuck
in the door.

Uh, w-w-what's that
you say, Doreen?

Enid is stuck
in the goddamn door,

so you're gonna have
to come back over here

and help me get her
into the goddamn car.

How in the hell, June...

Well, you don't say.

Uh, well, I don't know
if I can do that, Doreen.

You see, me and Floyd here,
he's right here, see,

and we have to go
out on a call.

Harry Lee Hopper,

if you do not get your ass
back here right now,

so help me,
I'll shove your plan

where the sun don't shine.
You hear me?

Sure do, Auntie, I sure do.

I'll see what I can...

...can do, Doreen.
I'll see you soon.

Problem, Harry?

No, no, no problem.

Just got to swing by the house
and pick something up.

My Aunt Doreen.

I'll be right back.

Oh, my God, look at this.

Come on, I only got
a couple of minutes.

Floyd's waiting in the car.

Why can't you come by
and pick me up?

What?

Well, I'm gonna be
standing out there

in the middle of nowhere
with my thumb stuck out,

covered in dirt.

What if I know the person
who picks me up?

I just don't see why I have
to do all the disposing.

Honey, if I don't get back
to that car in 2 minutes,

you are not gonna have to
worry about the way

you look for the next 20 years.

You'll pick me up then?

Yes. Yes, yes, come on.

- Harry.
- What?

Do you love me?

Yes.
Yes, June, I do.

Then say it.
Say that you love me.

I love you, June.
I do.

I love you with all my heart.
Goddamn, I love you.

Now come on, honey,
for Christ sakes.

Oh, God.

God.

All right, get her
strapped in.

Make sure she's sitting
upright. I gotta go.

But, Harry...

Ah!

- Floyd.
- Harry.

Come on, let's go.

Uh, you're dripping
with sweat, Harry.

I'll be damned.

I must be coming down
with a cold or something.

Let's stop by the store
and get some aspirin.

Come on, let's go.

Is there anything
you want to tell me?

No, everything is fine,
partner.

Come on,
let's get out of here.

You sure?

Okay, Floyd,
there is something.

I'll tell you in the car.

Babs called.

Charlene wants you to
come in early on Monday

because Mrs. Chambers
needs a perm for the wedding.

Okay?

You know, maybe
I wouldn't get 20 years.

I mean, maybe the judge
would have pity on me.

Wait a minute.

I could plead insanity.

No, they'll not believe me.

Oh.

You were even ugly
as a child.

You know, you always laughed
when you hurt me.

You hurt me
all the time, all the time.

You hated me from the moment
I was born.

All right, why don't you
tell your Uncle Floydie here

what's going on.

Well, it's like this, see...

Me and Enid-

Well, me and Enid
haven't been

getting on
too well lately, Floyd.

You know, Floyd,
she may be having an affair.

- What?
- Yeah.

She says she's going up to
Santa Fe to see her folks,

and I don't know.

I think she's going up
to see her lover.

Enid has a lover?

Oh, Harry, you got
to be kidding.

I mean, who in their
right mind would ever-

You're all tied in now.

There you go.

You know, I cannot
remember the last time

we went for
a little drive together.

Can you?

Here we go.

Oh, geez.
Oh.

Get off of me.

God, the Lopez'
trailer.

A big-city cop would
probably shoot himself

if he had to wash
his own patrol car.

I can't help it, Harry.

- I just envy those guys.
- I know you do, buddy.

They haven't got time for this
in New York or Chicago.

They're too busy
fighting crime, real crime.

Armed robbery,
murder, gang warfare,

your dope-crazed terrorists,
they got it all.

I don't know, Floyd,
you could say hello

to a bullet
any day of the week.

God, you really like
scarin' me, don't you?

You remember that Halloween

when you put that
pig's head in my lap?

Blood everywhere all over
my pretty white costume,

and you couldn't
stop laughing.

Oh, now we're out of gas.

I suppose you think
that's funny, too, huh?

What have we got?

We got Sam pluggin' rabbits
in the middle of Main Street

during
the lunch rush.

It's not enough
to keep us sharp.

I need crime,
Harry, real soon.

You know what I mean?

Floyd, I know
what you mean.

Shit.

Oh, my God.

Ah!

Is this what
you're looking for?

Wasn't locked.

So the guy just stands there
with a daiquiri in one hand,

and a gun like a cannon
with eight barrels in the other.

He puts the daiquiri
down on the tray.

He smiles, and then,
boom, boom, boom, boom,

he mows them down,
40 people chopped in half...

You filled it
with unleaded gas.

This car takes leaded.

It will ruin the engine.

That will be 20 bucks.

Why didn't you
tell me that before?

You didn't ask.

Oh, that's great.

Thanks a lot.

Hey, 20 bucks.

My money
is in my purse.

Glad to hear it.

Yeah, well, I've locked
the keys in the car.

What about
your friend here?

Why don't you just ask
her to open the door?

She's sleeping.

He's only got
one bullet left in his.45,

right smack
in the forehead.

Boom!

Right between the eyes,
one shot, real clean.

- That was it.
- Floyd.

Yeah.

I'll be right back.

I got to make
a phone call.

Enid.

Hey, come on,
hurry up.

She's been drinking.

I think she just passed out.

Lady,
I don't care.

Ah!

What's going on, June?

Harry, I've locked
the keys in the car.

Enid is...
well, you know.

No, I don't know.

Well, she's sleeping.

I mean, you know,
she's been drinking a lot,

and you know how she
is when she drinks.

You know this lady, Harry?

Yeah, sort of.

She owes me 20 bucks.

Hey, it looks like we're just
gonna have to wake her up.

Oh, thank God.

Hey, what's
the hold up?

- Oh!
- Shit.

Haven't been getting on
too well lately.

It's a family
thing, you know.

You okay, honey?

Come on, let's go.

Geez,
she's shit faced.

You got that right.

You know,
I do not know why

I got involved with him
in the first place.

Must've been crazy.

You know, those cops just
love telling people what to do.

June, do this.
June, do that.

I don't know,
Enid, really don't.

I mean, my life
has been a tragedy, Enid.

A tragedy.

What did I do to deserve
a sister like you?

From day one, nothing
but hell on earth.

A tragedy.

Dangerous curve.

Well, here we are.

It'll will be
over soon, Enid.

Oh, my God.

Shit.

Shit!

Shit. Shit.

Great idea,
Harry, real great.

Just drive her over the edge.
Now what?

Do you have any other
bright ideas?

Damn it.

That's it.

Thank you.

Now what am I
gonna do with you?

What are we gonna do?

I'll be right back.

Bottle of Jack Daniel's.

That will be $6.49.

Hey, how you doing?

You want to party there,
little lady?

You from around here?

Not very friendly, huh?

You got a pay phone?

Hey, put out the flags.
She talked.

There's a pay phone
outside by the cage.

Hey there, sweet cakes,
you want to party?

I got some beers,
you got some JD.

What do you say?

Mavis, hi, this
is Lucy Stark, cousin.

Lucy, is Harry there?

Well, could you-
could you radio him,

and get him
to call me at 555-2219?

Yeah, no,
it's a pay phone.

I'm gonna be
waitin' here, okay?

Uh-huh.

Yes, yes, thank you.

How about it,
Cousin Lucy?

You and me
get down and party?

Name's George,
friends call me Jim.

Listen, George,
I am not in the mood.

All right?

So why don't you just get
in your truck and truck off?

You got an attitude
problem there, lesbo.

Maybe your friend
there wants some.

I doubt it.

Shit, you never know
till you ask, right?

No, believe me,
she is not in the mood.

- She is sleeping, okay?
- Hey, I got a mood right here.

- Hey, baby.
- Harry?

Oh, God,
Harry, it's me.

There was an accident
at that place.

What are you
talking about, honey?

There was an accident
there already.

I mean, there's cops,
there's a road block.

Now what am I
gonna do?

Oh, Jesus.

Uh, where
are you now?

I'm at Jake's liquor store
on the El Vayo Road.

Okay, listen.

There's another place further
up the mountains,

up at the lookout.

You can do it there.

Harry, I don't know.

I mean,
this whole thing

it's getting really
weird, all right?

I mean,
I am freaking out here,

and there is this guy
hitting on me,

and right now, he
is over with Enid.

Hey, I like your outfit,
swear to God, no kidding.

Hey!

I said that she
was not interested,

so just
leave her alone.

Come on, sweetheart, let's
play "strike the monkey. "

June.

God.

What do you mean
he's over there with Enid?

Who is over there
with Enid?

George.
He's drunk.

Hey!
Whoo!

Come on, baby.

How would you like to sit on
my big eight and twirl, huh?

Listen, I've got to go.

I will call you
later, all right?

June.

- Hey!
- Wake up in there.

Hey, what's the matter?
You look sick.

Get off of the car.

Don't get off the car,
I don't care.

What is the matter
with you?

Whoa!

Please help me.

Get off my car,
you son of a bitch.

Whoo!
Whoo!

My rodeo.

My car! What did I ever do to
you, I don't even know you.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I'm very sorry.

Sit up, Enid, please.

I mean, we are in some really
deep shit now, Enid,

you know that?

Oh, God.
Great ride.

Look, Harry, there's something
I got to get off my chest.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Now don't get this wrong.

I mean, just don't take it

the wrong way
or anything, all right?

You've been acting
pretty strange lately,

and I was wondering...

Are you on the take?

On the take?

Floyd, we're in Las Moscas,
New Mexico,

not the fucking Bronx!

- Jesus, Floyd, sometimes.
- All right. All right.

So I'm off base there.
I'm sorry, okay?

You have been
acting pretty weird.

I told you, Floyd, it's Enid.

She's two-timing me.

I find that really
hard to believe,

I got to be honest.

Number 2, number 2,

we got a disturbance
at Jake's liquor store

on the El Vayo road.

Some woman's gone crazy
with the car.

Require assistance. Over.

Oh, I'm glad
you're not on the take.

Okay, now, let's get
out there, right.

We're on our way, Mave.

Momma
used to bring you,

me and Harry up to this lookout
when we were kids.

You'd creep up behind me,

and pretend to push me
over the edge.

Been scared
of heights ever since.

I think it's kind of fitting

that this is gonna be your
final resting place, don't you?

So beautiful.

Isn't that romantic, Enid?

You remember those days?

Seems like 100 years.

You remember Bobby Ellis?

God, what a hunk he was.

Football team, senior prom.

He asked me to
marry him, you know?

Yeah, he did,
night of the prom.

I thought he asked me

'cause he just
wanted to get laid.

The thing was, that's all
I wanted to do.

So we did it.

Boys' locker room,
behind the gym.

It was wonderful.

Then Mr. Higgins, the math
teacher, walked in

just as he was
havin' his orgasm.

Bobby fell off the table
and broke his elbow.

He said that ruined
his pro-ball career.

Now he's selling insurance
over in Albuquerque.

Magic goes, don't it?

The sparkle.

I mean, everything just gets
so complicated, difficult.

Rotten.

Life just whizzes by.

Before you know it,
you're old.

Fed up, ready to meet
your Maker.

You know, I bet

if Bobby had not
fallen off that table...

that he would have become
a pro and married me.

But God said
let's see what would happen

if Mr. Higgins walked in.

How are they gonna
deal with that?

You know, she would never have
said it to my face,

but I knew that Mom
could not stand the way

that you were always
going on about Harry

not making enough money.

You made him feel worthless
sometimes, you know that?

He told me.

He said, "Enid makes me
feel worthless sometimes. "

He did, he said that.

You know,
Susie over at the salon says

that you are having an affair
with Mr. Suarez.

God, I just cannot imagine you
with Mr. Suarez.

Of course, I can't
imagine you with anybody.

I mean, why would any man
ever want to have any-

Well, see, Officer,

me and Enid
pulled over for a little drink

to watch the sun go down.

Now I- I got out,
and I went for a stroll,

you know, to get
some fresh air

as the sun was going down.

Now Enid must have
been trying

to pull the car
around or something.

Because,
before I knew it,

the car was rolling down
into the barrel pit.

I mean, there was nothing
that I could do, just nothing.

We better go find
this little lady.

- She sounds like a maniac.
- God, the guy was drunk.

- Look at him.
- Guys, I only want the beer.

She was probably just
protecting herself.

Come on, Harry,
let's check it out.

She's dangerous.
She could kill somebody.

Floyd, whoever she was,

she's just pissed off
at the guy.

Why did you do this to me?

Do you know that 75%
of all Mafia hit men are women?

- What?
- No shit, it's a fact.

- So?
- So you never know.

Let's go.

Floyd.

Floyd.

Come on, let's go.

She's gone.

You look like shit, Enid.

I can't take you into town
looking like that.

I'm really sorry
about this, honey,

but I think
that you're just gonna

have to rot in the trunk.

Sorry, Lord, I really am.

I swear I didn't mean
to hit her so hard.

I mean, she was gonna
shoot Harry.

If she did, there'd be nobody
around to take care of me.

We were going to tell you

just as soon as you
got back from Santa Fe.

I swear to God, we were.

We were gonna get married
right after the divorce.

I know
that it was wrong

for me and Harry to be doing
what we did,

but these things happen,
don't they?

God.

I mean, you read about it
all the time, don't you?

I do, all the time.

Well, you see, Officer,
me and Enid,

we were staying here
at this motel,

and, I mean, I was sleeping.

And when I woke up,
she was gone.

I mean, she must
have just wandered out

into the desert
or something for sort of,

I don't know, what, a stroll?

And I don't know. Why?

What do you mean,
she's dead?

That's impossible.

Oh, my God,
how did it happen?

Shit.

Look, I know-

I know it's gonna
be lonely out here

and everything,
and I'm sorry.

I really am, I swear.

Just think that this is-
this is for the best, okay?

Bye, Enid.

Shit.

Oh, please.

Come on,
you son of a bitch.

Oh, God.

What the hell do you
think you are doing?

Well, I-
I came off the road

to relieve myself,
if you must know.

All right.

This is an old Indian
burial ground, you know.

- It's sacred.
- Really?

I'm sorry,
I didn't know.

Yeah, well, Indians
don't appreciate people

who defecate on
their burial grounds.

What do you think
this is, a public john?

Look, I said I was
sorry, didn't I?

Ugh.

Excuse me.

I seem to be stuck
in the sand here.

Do you think
that you could

give me a tow
back to the road?

Please.

There was a storm,
and I slipped in the mud.

All right, come on.

Boom! Head explodes
like a cantaloupe.

Then the wife walks in.

The guy turns around
and opens up on her.

Psshh.

Covers her
from head to toe.

She flies out the window,
lands on a passing car,

goes right through
the windshield,

the car hits
a fire hydrant,

and then right into
the clothing store window.

Dummies flying everywhere.

Man, it was just crazy.

Number 2? Number 2?

Hello, are you there?

Yeah, Mave, it's Floyd.
What's up?

It's Enid for Harry.

Wants him to call her back
at 555-8870.

It's a pay phone.

Enid?

Hi there.

Hello?

Excuse me?

Yes, ma'am.

It's my car.

Fill 'er up.

No, I think
that it's- it's-

the radiator,
it's overheating.

I don't know, it could
be a, what, hose?

Leaded or unleaded.

No, no.

It's the radiator.

We don't have unleaded.

No, it's the radiator.
The radiator.

Could be the radiator.

God.

Hello.

Enid.

Harry.

June.

Harry, thank God.

Listen, we got
to get Enid.

June, do you realize

you almost gave me
a fucking heart attack?

Give me a break here.

What exactly do you mean,
"We got to go get Enid"?

Well, she's buried.

I mean, she's not
really buried.

She's sort of half buried
somewhere in the desert

in this Indian burial
ground or something.

June, I'm supposed
to be on duty here.

I can't just drive
over there with Floyd.

What am I gonna tell him?

Enid is buried?

Half buried
in the desert somewhere,

and I got to go
look for her? God!

This guy saw me out there
already, Harry, okay.

The shit
is about to hit the fan.

Okay, where are you?

I'm at this gas station
on the 301.

It's about 5 miles north
of that El Vayo sign.

Harry, please hurry up.

He picks up
this machine gun

and throws it away
right through the door.

Ugh, blood everywhere-

- Floyd.
- Yeah.

Would you stop at the store?
I want to pick up

- some chocolates for Enid.
- Yeah, yeah, sure.

Anyway, so the guy
is standing there

at his dead
brother's feet.

His brother's blood
all over him.

He's holding this kitchen
knife in his hand.

Cars are funny things.

I reckon they
come off the assembly line

looking pretty much alike,

but I believe those cars
come off the assembly line

with a kind of soul.

They come out of there with
a destiny, same as you and me.

Floyd, you mind going in and
getting the chocolates for me?

I owe some money
from the last time,

and, well, I'm
a little short tonight.

I don't know, Harry.

You've been piss poor
company tonight, you know?

Hey, I'm sorry, man.

Really.

Something in a box
with flowers on it.

She likes flowers.

Hi, Henry.
Where's the chocolate?

I got to get
chocolate for him.

Shit.
My ass is grass, man.

I don't go down for murder,

I sure as hell
am gonna lose this job.

All right, open the cash box,
nice and easy.

Do as the man said,
motherfucker,

or I'll blow your
fucking head off.

I'm not playing
with you, shit head.

Five seconds,
open up that cash box.

Come on, come on.

You want to be dead meat,
motherfucker?

- Come on.
- Just a second.

One, two, three.

The dude's a fucking asshole.

Come on, motherfucker.

Do as the man says or I'll blow
your fucking head off.

Okay.

One two, three, four, five.

Here. Here. Here.

Freeze!

Shit.

Is everything okay?
You all right?

Yeah.

Harry?

Harry!

Harry!

Number 2, number 2.
Harry, you there?

Over.

Harry, there's been a hold up
at the 7-Eleven over on Maple.

One guy is dead.
The other one got away.

What?

Are you in pursuit
or what?

We require
assistance here.

Over.

Uh, yeah, Mave,
this is Harry.

I'm in pursuit.

Is Floyd okay?
Over.

Yeah, Floyd's okay, but he is
shittin' himself, Harry.

He says that one guy
saw the getaway car.

It's a yellow or orange
Oldsmobile.

Is that the one, Harry?
Over.

It's difficult to say, Mave.

It could be.

Over and out.

I believe those cars
come off the assembly line

with a kind of soul,
soul of their own.

They come out of there
with a destiny,

same as you and me.

Their lives are sort of
predestined if you get my drift.

You know what?

I think I'm just gonna fix
this thing when I get home.

No, you never know.

You could be right.

It could be-
she was just a little thirsty.

You got to learn how
to communicate with your car.

Well, take your time,
why don't you?

I've been waiting here
for hours.

You won't believe
what just happened.

I left Floyd
at the 7-Eleven.

Oh, never mind.
Come on, I'll follow you.

He was the one
who got me into this thing

in the first place.

If he didn't come on to me
at that party,

I would not be here
right now, would I?

What a damn fool I was.

Her goddamn sister.

The same goddamn family.

I was lonely.

I was getting back at Enid.

That's it.

I was getting back at Enid.

Jesus H. Christ.

How can anybody be
so goddamn stupid?

How could you bury
someone accidentally?

Mother of God.

Sorry, I didn't know
you were gonna stop.

Jesus.

She looks so weird.

How did she get like this?

Listen, Harry, I'm tired,

I'm freezing, I'm fed up,

I'm sacred shitless,
and I think I'm going crazy,

so don't you ask me
any more stupid questions.

Okay?
I've had enough.

Well, that's a pretty
obvious question, June.

I think I've got every
right to ask you.

I can't take it
anymore, Harry, I can't.

I can't take it anymore.

Number 2, number 2,

Harry, you there?
Over.

Okay.
Okay, don't get upset.

Number 2, number 2,
what the hell is going on here?

Goddamn that Mavis.
You know, she drives me crazy.

Goddamn it, Harry,
what's going on? Over.

Shit.

Stop playing with yourself
and pick up the goddamn-

Uh, this is Harry, Mave.
Over.

Did you apprehend
the suspect, Harry?

Uh, no, I didn't, Mave.

He got away about
10 miles north of town.

I'm on my way back.

Did you hear that?

There's been a robbery.

Floyd killed the guy.

Honey, if I don't
get back there,

they are gonna know
something's going on.

God. Okay.

Why don't you get
a motel for the night?

As soon as things
have calmed down,

I'll come out
and pick you up.

We can do it together.

Maybe take
a little nap, too.

Sort of freshen up.

I guess we better
get her in the trunk.

Just in case.

It'll be safer.

Oh.

Jesus Christ, June,
what happened here?

The bumper's hanging off.

Harry, you are
standing here

in the middle of
goddamn nowhere

with your dead wife
in your arms,

and you are worried about
your fucking bumper.

Well...

Just put her in the
trunk, Harry.

You know something, June.

You sounded just like Enid
when you said that.

Yeah.

And sometimes you just
piss me off so bad.

Yeah, well, I didn't used to.

Yeah, you're right.
You didn't used to.

Shit.

God.

What the hell
happened to you?

Do you have any vacancies?

Come by way of
the sewer or something?

What is with
the third degree?

I just want a room.
It's a simple request.

It's $25 tonight.

Pay in advance.

All right.

You know, no guests.

Room 10.

I couldn't leave you out
in the cold, now could I, Enid?

At least
it's warmer in here.

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Ah!

Incoming!

Oh, now look here.

Thank you, Jesus.

Hey!
Woo-hoo.

Woo-hoo.

Oh, God.

Yes.

I know you want me.

You've just been
playing hard to get.

I bet you can't
believe your luck,

because I'm gonna ride you

like a Harley
on a bad road.

Stuck in this motel.

Harry is pissing
me off so bad.

Just as much his fault
as it was mine.

It's all gonna be over
soon, Enid, I swear.

Harry is gonna
come over here

and deal with this like he
should have in the first place.

Okay?

Ahh!
God.

Hello?

Excuse me?

I cannot leave you alone
for one second, can I?

Harry, I killed that man.

You know,
it was him or me though.

There's no question.

He looked surprised.

I heard the shots.

I was about to come in when
I saw the guy running out.

I figured I better
go after him.

You know, well,
you did the right thing,

there's no question.

That's what
I would have done.

Except
it makes me want to go.

What are these people
doing here?

I told you
no guests.

Well, Enid was-
she was sleeping in-

I don't care,
rules is rules.

Now you
and your friends

are gonna have to get
the hell out of here.

But you don't understand.

Well, I don't care
but, you know.

TV set blaring,
throwing parties.

You're fucking crazy,
you know that?

Well, if you're not out
of here in 5 minutes,

I'm calling the cops.

Well, this
is just great, Enid.

You are starting
to really piss me off.

Oh, my God.

Let's just-

I cannot take it anymore.

Do you hear me?

No more!

Okay?

Thank you very much,
I appreciate it.

Really appreciate it from
the very bottom of my soul.

Exactly what
I needed today.

Exactly
what I needed.

Well, you see,
Officer, we were-

we were crossin'
this bridge here,

and, uh, this tree
just fell across the road,

and she swerved and...

I mean, Enid had had
a hell of a lot to drink.

And she just sort of...

...missed the bridge.

She must have hit
her head on something,

like, the window
or the dashboard, maybe.

Luckily, I managed
to jump out just in time.

Bye, Enid.

Oh, God.

Oh, I think I got it.

Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.

Joe.

Wait a minute.

Look,
over on the road.

Thank you.
Thank you, God.

Thank you.

Holy shit,
there's a dead body.

There's a dead body.

All right, all right,
now calm down, honey.

Just hold your tiny
horses here.

Would you mind
repeating that?

Uh-huh.

Oh, boy.

All right, where
are you now, honey?

All right,
just, um,

we're gonna send the car
out there right away.

You wait right there by
the phone, right where you are.

All right.

That was a couple of kids.

They say they just witnessed
a murder out by Sanchez River.

Harry, it's your cousin
Annabelle.

God, where
the hell is Floyd?

There's been a murder
by Sanchez River.

Hello.

Harry, you are gonna
be so proud of me.

I did it.
I finally did it.

Did what?

Dumped her.

Oh, God.

That's great.

God, honey, that's the best
news I heard all night.

- Where?
- Sanchez River.

- Where?
- Sanchez.

About three miles
north-

You dumped her
in the Sanchez River?

Yeah.
I'm so relieved.

I can't believe
it is finally over.

I mean, I thought I was
startin' to lose it, Harry.

I mean, for a minute
there, I thought-

Oh, my God.

Holy shit.
Come on, Harry, let's go.

I'll be right there.

- Wait for me in the car.
- All right. Now hurry up.

Harry, what's wrong?
What's going on?

Honey, someone
saw you dump the car.

They just called.

June, you have to try
to get the car out.

Do you hear me?

Get the car out fast.

We're on our way
out there now.

I dream of nights like this.

Yeah.

Come on.

Floyd,
for Christ sake,

we're only going to talk
to a couple of witnesses.

Harry, the guy
might still be hanging around.

After dumping a body?
Give me a break.

God, Harry,
when are you gonna start

to learn to think
like a criminal?

Goddamn it!

Get up!

Get up!

Ahh!

God shit.

- Zip it up.
- You called us?

Ugh.
I got to go, Floyd.

I'm going to the river,
you stay with them.

No.

Harry, come back.

What did he
do that for?

Goddamn it.
Move over.

I'm commandeering
this vehicle

in the name
of the Las Moscas police force.

I've been having a little
trouble with the starter.

She will start
if you're a little patient.

Son of a bitch.

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.

Sir, can I-

God Almighty.

June.

June.

Is this it, Harry?

Am I arrested?

No, honey.

But you will be if we don't
get this car out of here fast.

Floyd's gonna
pull up any minute.

Now look,
you stay here,

I'm gonna get
a rope down to you.

We're gonna tow it out.

Mavis, it's not
my damn fault.

Harry just
took off in the car.

What
do you mean took off, Floyd?

- Whose car?
- My car!

I don't get it, Floyd.
Your patrol car?

Oh, Mavis, you're so dumb.
Would you listen to me?

Oh, my God.

Are you okay, Harry?

Harry?

Tie the rope
to the rear axle, June.

Where's that?

In between
the rear wheels, June.

No, no, no, no.

What are you doing?

We're gonna have
to torch the car.

We?
What do you mean "we"?

I'm not gonna have anything
more to do with it, Harry.

- I'm going home.
- Well, go on then.

We'll put her
in the trunk.

- Oh, God.
- Been doing that a lot.

I'm off duty
in an hour.

Go back to the house,
I'll meet you there.

We're gonna figure
something out.

June?

- Harry.
- What?

Nothing.

Hurry up, June,
for Christ sakes.

You don't understand.

Didn't mean to do it.
It was a mistake.

She made me do it.

She's the one
that's doing this to me now.

It's just weird
or something.

And it isn't you
at all, God, is it?

It's her.

It's her playing
the games.

Oh, God.

Ahh!

Shit.

Looks like you got yourself
a little problem here.

Oh, why don't you
just arrest me?

Get it over with.

For what?

For killing my sister.

What?

What difference
does it make?

Come on.

I'll show you.

Ma'am.

Holy shit, you're alive.

Get your feet.

Get your feet in here.

Jesus Christ!

I only hit you
with that clown.

You tried to hit me
with that tire iron.

You tried to kill me,
didn't you?

You thought that it was
me opening that trunk.

Harry's just not
gonna believe this.

Oh.

Oh, he has been going crazy.

He really has.

I mean, he-

he's gonna be so overjoyed
that you are not dead.

I'm sorry I hit you
with the clown.

He's gonna be so happy.

You know something?

So am I.

Harry's just not
gonna believe this.

Jesus.

Oh, Harry.

You can move your car.

I ran out of gas.

So you're my taxi cab, got it?

Taxi cab?
Why am I his taxi cab?

And drive me
back to your house

before these scumbags
track me down.

I'm not going anywhere,

I'm gonna stay
right here, that's it.

- I'm not taking this anymore.
- Honey, don't get me ugly.

- Now drive!
- I'm not just doing anything.

I ain't feeling
too charitable, chicky.

You step on it or you die.

You got that?
Do you copy, huh?

Will you shut the fuck up?

Lady, you just
ran out of luck.

Oh, God.

You're all out to get me,
aren't you?

Every single goddamn
one of you.

Well, I am not gonna
take it anymore.

Will you stop
this fucking car?

I'm gonna get out of here.

I'm getting out of here.

Where the fuck
are you going?

Harry.

Listen, buddy, I got
some bad news for you.

It's Enid. We found this.

Body was burned
beyond recognition.

It's cinder, Harry.

I'm talkin'
Cajun style, man.

I mean,
completely burned up.

Leave out the graphic detail,
will ya?

Oh, Harry,
I'm so sorry, buddy.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry, Harry.

Harry, you want
some company?

Oh, no, Floyd.

I think I'd rather be alone.

Oh, June.

Is June sleeping
or is she just pretending?

Hey, Jackson.

Goddamn.

Setting fire to the car
in the middle of town

wasn't exactly
what I had in mind, honey.

It's a little risky, you know.

It's okay.

We made it.

It's all over now.

Hey, you still mad at me?

Come on.

Oh, baby,
you must be exhausted.

Oh, God.

He really loved that woman.