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(Electronic Buzzing)

(Technological Whooshing)

(Silence)

(Grass Rustling)

(Upbeat Techno Music Plays) (Lighter Clicking)

(Firework Wick Sizzling)

(Firework Fizzling Out) (Music Stops)

Nate: What else you got?

Will: Parachutes, Bottle Rockets Bees, Champagne Poppers,

Morning Glories, M-80's, Super Snaps, Sparklers...

Let me see that last M-80.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

(Firework Sizzling)

(Nate Exclaiming)

(Firework Exploding)

(Grass Sizzling) (Upbeat Music Continues)

Are your ears ringing? Mine are ringing.

Woah...

Phelps (O.S.): Hey druggies! Hey!

(Upbeat Music is Replaces with Homely Music)

Cut that crap out, or I'll come over there and stomp your asses!

(Other People Laughing) God...

(Receding Footsteps) (Homely Music Continues)

They're so drugged out they don't realize the Fourth of July

was like two months ago.

(People Laughing)

Oh, hey! Hey, Phelps,

when are you going to take us down to your dad's lake house?

As soon as you invite your cousin, Katie-

(Radio Sizzling)

(Upbeat Music Returns)

(Fireworks Sizzling)

(Firework Shooting Off)

Hit the deck! (Fireworks Whistling)

(Firework Popping) (Fireworks Sizzling By)

You burnouts got shit in your ears, or what? I said beat it!

(Upbeat Music Pauses)

(Fireworks Sizzling)

(Playful Rock Music Plays)

♪ One, Two, Three, Four! ♪

Scatter!

(Playful Rock Music Plays) (People Screaming)

Dude's a maniac.

♪ I just want to celebrate ♪ (Fireworks Crackling)

♪ another day of livin'! ♪

♪ I just want to celebrate ♪ (Music Cuts Out)

(Nate Snoring)

Ramona (O.S.): Nate! I'm out of the shower!

Tom Roan will be here for dinner tonight...

It would be super for you to be here.

Y'know, I've noticed he's been making himself at home lately.

(Soft Pleasant Music Plays)

It's nice, isn't it?

You gonna charge him for rent, too?

(Playful 80's Riff Plays)

(Keys Jingling)

(Door Squeaking)

(Upbeat Drums Play)

(Guitar Joins In)

(Brass Instruments Join Upbeat Music)

(A Full Funk Beat Plays)

(Funk Beat Stops)

(Birds Chittering)

(Funk Beat Resumes) (Car Engine Rumbling)

(Funk Beat Continues)

(Brakes Squealing)

(Funk Beat Ends)

(Approaching Footsteps)

(Papers Rustling)

(Wheels Squeaking)

(Funky Music Plays)

(Funky Music Continues)

(Dot Groaning)

Dot: Why are you always bringin' me so much work?

Nate: Uh... I really don't know what's all in there.

(Funky Music Continues) (Dot Hums)

What'd you do all weekend?

I mostly laid low. Set off some leftover fireworks

with my friend, Will.

Huh...

Um. What did you do?

Saturday night, I...

had some of my girlfriends over and...

we had our fair share of Tall Boys, and around eleven...

we went out looking for some Shaft.

(Funky Music Ends)

Palmer: This music's in the turd zone.

I don't know why Darold Walton won't let us play The Fever.

103.5! They pump out killer jams.

These aren't Ding Dongs. Where are my Ding Dongs?

(Door Creaking Open)

Darold: Finish up those Vienna Fingers, Palmer.

I need you on the sorter, pronto.

Skoog, Mr. Eubank wants to see you in his office.

Mr. Eubank: How's your mom, Nate?

Pretty ok.

Good. Good. What's new with her? Anything?

She's kind of going with Tom Roan right now.

That right? Old Tom Roan?

He swings a mean bat.

What days you work, again?

(Upbeat Music Plays)

Um... Mondays, Wednesdays... Fridays.

Well I can tell you...

that if the insurance business continues to be this robust,

and you show a little initiative down in the mail room,

we may be able to bring you on full-time.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

How would that be?

You got a car, Nate?

Yeah.

I need you to pick up my son Oswalt after school and drive

him out to his orthodontist, out by the highway.

Ok, sure.

Except... I don't know what he looks like.

Oh, uh... (Music Pauses)

(Paper Rustling)

That's him. (Music Returns)

He goes to Nickerson High School. School lets out at 2:35.

Just drop him off at home whenever you're done and then

come back here and finish out the rest of your day. Alrighty?

Alrighty.

(Upbeat Music Continues) (Computer Button Beeping)

So, what else is going on?

Oh, uh. We're all done here, son.

(Music Ends) (Computer Button Beeping)

(Lighthearted Music Plays)

(Lawnmower Failing to Start Up)

(Lighthearted Music Continues)

(Bell Ringing)

(Lighthearted Music Continues)

(Lighthearted Music Continues) (Students Chattering)

(Paper Rustling)

(Lighthearted Music Continues) (Students Chattering)

(Lighthearted Music Ends)

I'm gonna have to ask you to take off your glasses.

The way the wind cuts through this cab,

they'll shoot right off your face.

Oswalt: Pft! This thing can't go fast. Drive on, driver.

(Car Shifting Gears)

(Car Speeding)

(Oswalt Sputtering) (Glasses Clattering)

(Car Slowing)

(Breaks Squealing)

Hey, Gretchen!

(Punk Rock Music Plays)

I tutor Gretchen in Geometry. She's trying to earn her GED.

Can't blame her for that.

(Punk Rock Music Continues) (Knife Clicking)

(Punk Rock Music Continues)

(Oswalt Laughing Nervously) Hey, I brought us some snacks...

(Bag Rustling) (Punk Rock Music Continues)

(Oswalt Scoffing)

Oh, Gretchen!

This is Nate Skoog.

(Punk Rock Music Continues)

Gretchen: Grab my bag.

Thanks for the ride.

(Punk Rock Music Ends)

Tom (O.S.): Oh boy, is this great taco salad or what? Huh?

Thank you, Tom Roan.

(Tom Humming)

Anything happen at work today, Nate?

Well, my lunch didn't have any Ding Dongs in it.

Stop showing off for Tom.

(Lighthearted Music Plays)

I'm not showing off.

So Nate, you uh... you like softball?

No.

No?

(Tom Wheezing)

What kind of an answer is that?

It's just baseball for fat people.

Oh, you think so, huh? Well, I'll tell you young man,

you've gotta be in tip top physical condition. Tip top.

(Phone Ringing)

Yeah, Skoog residence... Tom Roan speaking.

Uh, well look we're right in the middle of a meal... hmm?

Yeah, well, ho- hold on hold on hold on... "Balloona"?

(Nate Scoffing)

Will Luna.

(Nate Grumbling)

(Lighthearted Music Continues)

(Landline Ringing)

Hello? - Who's that buttwipe?

That's my mom's boyfriend.

Oh, did you hear that Ramona?

Looks like we're serious. He- he just called me your boyfriend.

Flippin' A Tom, this is private!

- Nate! - That's-- (Tom Stammering)

Sorry!

(Tom Laughing)

Yeah?

I don't think I'm gonna go to class tonight.

What?

Yeah I've already had my bath, I think I'm just gonna settle in.

Are you sure?

I think so. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow?

Yeah, ok.

See ya.

See ya.

Let's make sure the blocking is even this time.

Tornado Ted (O.S.): When we talk about the vorticity

of a low precipitation super cell

complete with gust front, inflow jets and feeder bands,

we're definitely gonna be running in a red watch.

Uh, so, who all here has seen a tornado?

(Somber Spanish Music Plays)

Tornado Ted: Uh... What about you?

Glenn: Hi Tornado Ted. I'm Glenn Gratton,

this is my brother, Ben Gratton.

Last May we were down around Chanute, gettin' firewood when

we saw a low-hanging wall cloud that funneled down.

At first I didn't think it had touched down,

because it wasn't filled out.

Ben: Yeah, but then I said, "no, look at the tail,

you see that bleepin' debris?" But you gotta look close.

It was so dark we all thought we were gonna die, man.

(Tornado Ted Chuckling)

Right there... bleepin' Chanute.

But you made it to safer ground?

Oh, shoot yeah. - I floored it.

He floored it big time. - Yup.

You didn't attempt a, uh... core punch?

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

No way, dude.

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

Exactly. You did the right thing.

Uh, does everybody here know what a core punch is?

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

Oh boy, oh boy. (Tornado Ted Laughing)

A core punch is when you head directly into the

eye of the storm.

Every year in the newspaper, you read about one or two fools

that tried it. If you remember one thing from tonight,

remember this: never attempt a core punch.

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

(Chalk Squeaking)

It's...

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

(Chalk Squeaking)

Suicide!

(Chalk Hitting Board)

(Gratton Twins Agreeing)

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

(Somber Spanish Music Ends)

(Nate Snoring)

Ramona: The shower's open! (Nate Startling)

(Inquisitive Music Plays)

Uh, Nate... How did you sleep last night?

Fine. Why?

Nothing, I just...

(Inquisitive Music Continues)

(Tom Sighing)

Tom: Oh, yeah.

So, Nate... How'd you sleep?

Fine.

(Inquisitive Music Stops)

Good.

(Upbeat Music Plays)

Killer! The new Mercenary International Quarterly!

Will (O.S.): Just came out this morning. There's a stellar piece

depicting the calisthenics of the Machala rebels.

Miss anything last night?

It was pretty much the same as the class last Spring.

Tornado Ted needs to mix things up a bit.

What are you working on?

Right now, if you want to wear cammos, you have to choose

between jungle, desert or snow.

I'm developing a new pattern of camouflage that is all purpose.

So not only could you wear it in the jungle, desert and snow...

you could also wear it in an urban setting,

out along the highway by the Dress Barn,

and maybe even... the ocean.

(Water Rushing) (Whale Vocalizing)

(Upbeat Music Pauses)

(Upbeat Music Returns)

(Upbeat Music Ends)

You want to rock on over to the rec center?

(Upbeat Music Returns)

(Plastic Squeaking)

(Upbeat Music Ends)

Oh, Thursday night is wrestling at the Buckeye Nazarene Annex.

Ina Jean Groff versus June Beach I'll score us two tickets.

Righteous.

(Opera Music Playing)

How's that job your mom got you?

(Metal Cracking)

It's all so whatever.

I can't be locked into a 9 to 5.

Tell me about it. I'm pulling a couple half-days a week

at Nickerson and believe me, that is plenty, Broseff.

(Skin Slapping)

Plus, whatever I make I have to pay my mom for lodging.

(Opera Music Continues) (Will Scoffing)

Maybe we should look into some Mercenary work.

You know, protecting the weak and stupid. Storming haciendas.

High powered explosives. That sort of thing.

I hear that pays serious coin.

High risk. High reward.

If someone asked me to kill an ambassador or something?

I'd have to charge a butt-ton of cabbage.

That would be boss...

(Door Shutting)

(Gratton Twins Grunting) (Nate Whistling)

(Somber Spanish Music Plays) (Indistinct Singing)

What are you two doin?

Guerrilla workouts of the Machala rebels.

What about you?

Angolan N'singa technique of combat and warfare.

Gnarly.

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

It's devastating.

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

Will (O.S.): Mercenaries needed for special ops.

Forty kilometers east of Quevedo.

(Dial Tone Ringing)

(Dial Tone Ringing)

(Woman Speaking Spanish)

What?

Hello, I'm calling in reference to an ad

you placed in Mercenary International Quarterly.

Hi, I'm calling in reference to an important ad you placed.

(Automated Voice Message in English)

More money...

I'm calling in reference to an ad you placed in a magazine.

Any listings in here for Kansas?

(Somber Spanish Music Continues)

(Oswalt Sputtering)

(Will Laughing)

Those guys just pushed that loser down.

(Nate Chuckling)

(Oswalt Panting)

Crap. I know that loser.

(Heroic Music Plays)

(Straw Slurping)

(Nunchucks Whoosing) (Will Exclaiming)

(Will Choking)

Noble: Who's this dingus?

(Heroic Music Continues)

Phillip: I don't know.

(Bullies Grunting)

(Whoosing) (Heroic Music Continues)

(Will Groaning and Coughing)

(Bullies Panting)

(Nate Making Fighting Sounds)

This is my park!

Let's get out of here!

This ain't over mustache!

Up your butts!

(Heroic Music Fades)

(Upbeat Music Plays)

You know those jackaloons?

I was just walking home from school

when the harassment began.

I think they were Tarwater's younger brothers.

Tarwater?

Crap! They ripped my top. My parents are gonna kill me.

I got something for you to borrow.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

They'll never notice.

(Car Speeding)

Hey, Gretchen! You ready for some Geometry?

(Upbeat Music Continues)

(Cigarette Sizzling)

Whatever.

Gretchen's been touring with Quiet Riot for years.

(Will Scoffing) Groupies...

Oswalt: No, man. She's a roadie.

Really? - I thought that was

only for boys.

What can I say? She's a maverick.

What was that like?

The boys were tough on me at first,

but once I snapped a few collar bones, the hazing let up.

Doggone.

I thought about pursuing that line of work after high school,

but... it would have been too tough on my mom.

Gretchen, you remember Nate and this is Will.

Nice ride.

Thanks.

Well, shall we hit the books?

(Gretchen Sighing)

Stay cool and stuff.

Take it slow.

(Door Creaking and Closing) (Upbeat Music Continues)

What do you want to do now?

Do you want to grab some food?

What? Oh. Yeah, sure.

Well, my mom's not home so I can't have anyone over.

(Phone Ringing)

Skoog residence, Ramona speaking.

Hi mom, this is Nate.

Will and I were wondering what you were making for dinner.

Beanie Weanies. You two want want to eat here?

Beanie Weanies.

No thanks.

(Dial Tone Ringing)

(Suspicious Funk Music Plays)

We didn't get anything from the kid.

(Tarwater Sighing) Did you break any fingers?

No, there was some butt-hair at the park

that got in the middle of it.

Two butt-hairs.

Two butt-hairs. One was real scuzzy, but he had some moves,

man. The second guy had a headband and thick glasses-

Tarwater: Wait. Did the first guy have a mustache?

I don't know if I'd call it that or not.

Tarwater: Shut up Phillip!

I'm talking to Noble.

(Suspicious Funk Music Continues)

Did he have a mustache?

Kind of.

Palmer: B-5. B-5. (Suspicious Funk Becomes Disco)

(Ping Pong Ball Bouncing)

You ever think about getting out of here?

Yeah, usually after three or four hours of Bingo...

I'm ready to call it a night.

No, I mean...

one of these days, after I've made some bank...

I'd like to head out west.

Just get away from here for a while.

You mean like Garden City?

No man. I was thinking more like... Colby.

Oh...

Colby...

I hear it's nice out there.

I could stay here for a while.

See how I like it.

You know, I hear out there, they don't have firework tents,

per se, that are only open for a month.

They have stores, like real buildings,

that are open all the time.

(Nate Sighing)

If I ever come into some money,

I'm heading west, to Colby.

Maybe, I could come too.

Yeah, maybe.

Palmer (O.S.): G-17. G 1-7.

Dot (O.S.): Bingo!

(Will Groaning)

Bingo! Stop playing!

(Rock Music Replaces Disco Music)

Bingo! Bingo! Bingo! Stop playing!

Stop playing, everyone!

Bingo, right here! Right here! Woooo!

(Rock Music Continues)

♪ I really love you, baby! ♪

♪ I love what you've got! ♪

Play my board for a minute. ♪ Let's get together, we can- ♪

Will: Okie dokie. ♪ Get hot! ♪

♪ No more tomorrow, baby! ♪

♪ Time is today! ♪

♪ Girl, I can make ya feel... ♪ (Dot Humming)

Well...

lookie, lookie, lookie...

♪ No place for hiding, baby! ♪

I was wondering when you were gonna come by and say hello.

We just stopped in to play a couple boards.

Sit down! Sit, sit, sit, sit. Sit.

Can I buy you a drink?

Nate: Yeah, I could use another cold one.

(Nate Sighing)

Aww. I thought boys like you only drank milk.

(Dot Humming)

You know Skoog... I see you at work.

Pushing your cart...

back and forth... up and down the aisle...

in your mailroom uniform...

Do you think there's some mail in here that needs to be sorted?

I don't know.

Oh, honey, there is always mail that needs to be sorted.

♪ No, no...! ♪

(Rock Music Continues)

(Phone Ringing)

(Rock Music Fades Out)

(Phone Ringing)

(Nate Sighing)

This is Nate.

Dude, I'm sorry, I got so into my bingo last night,

I didn't even see you leave.

(Upbeat Music Plays)

Yeah... I ran into someone who needed a ride.

Will: Who?

Uh... this secretary at my work.

Is she a fox?

(Nate Considering)

Phyllis Clark (O.S.): Luna!

What the shit?

If you're not yankin your pud, you're on the damn phone!

You work here three hours a day and you still gotta call your

friends! Like they're just dyin' to hear what you've gotta

say. Mr. G. Darn Popular.

I gotta go. (Receiver Ringing)

(Upbeat Music Continues)

(Nate Groaning)

(Wheels Squeaking)

(Upbeat Music Continues)

Thanks for making the rounds.

I don't feel too great.

You don't look too great.

And you smell kinda like... cigarettes

and poon.

(Chair Rattling)

I think it was food poisoning.

I think I ate some bad nachos that weren't cooked all the way.

Come on, you're talking to Palmer, here.

By the by...

that sex-cretary that sits by the restrooms,

she's been asking about you.

Wanted me to give you this.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

Dot (V.O.): Last night, you had me yelling bingo!

Again tomorrow night?

(Nate Groaning)

Dot Mackey... I made out with he one time.

Did you know that? Have I mentioned that?

It was spectacular.

And now she doesn't want to give ol' Palmer the time of day.

Anyway, be careful. She's a hot tamale.

You might get burned.

Darold: Skoog.

Mr. Eubank needs you to pick his kid up again after school

and take him to the doctor.

Apparently, he's got something on his leg.

And you make sure you get back here pronto.

We're swamped down here. And I can't afford to have you driving

around that pube all day.

And think about getting yourself cleaned up.

Deodorant, toothpaste, that sort of thing.

Palmer! I need you to sort these for me! Also pronto.

When do you need em by, Darold?

Yesterday!

(Upbeat Music Ends)

(Bell Ringing)

(Students Chattering) (Funk Music Plays)

(Funk Music Continues)

Hey, bro.

What's wrong with your leg?

What?

I'm taking you to the doctor.

Ah, yes, the doctor's office. Hit it.

(Funk Music Continues)

Here we are.

What is this?

Peabody Country Club!

Ah, I gotta get back to work, dude.

Relax, man. I'm paying you back for bailing me out the other day

We've got a spare pair of swim trunks in our locker,

all you need to do is enjoy yourself.

(Funk Music is Replaced With Classical Music)

Hey, uh... you're my dad.

Hey!

We're here to hang loose at the pool.

(Classical Music Continues)

Kelly: Hello, Forest and Oswalt Eubank.

We're updating our system here so that membership cards

now have photo I.D. I just need you to step this way,

and I can take your picture.

Nate: Uh...

Alright, smile for me, Forest.

You call that a smile? That's not a smile.

(Camera Beeping) (Whooshing)

Oh, yeah. That's gonna look real nice.

(Classical Music Stops) (Water Trickling)

Just soak up the rays and unwind.

Maybe order yourself a cocktail or some flavored water.

Hey... This is your special day.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

(Oswalt Sighing) I've gotta practice my dives.

(Inquisitive Music Plays)

(Inquisitive Music Becomes Suspenseful)

(Drumroll Plays) (Suspenseful Music Continues)

(Fireworks Whistling)

(Fireworks Popping)

(Suspenseful Music Continues)

(Suspenseful Music Continues)

(Drumroll Plays)

(Oswalt Exclaiming) (Water Splashing)

(Water Bubbling)

(Oswalt Groaning)

Did I land it?!

Uh...

Sure did.

(Brakes Squealing)

Gretchen: Hey, where you been, you little geek?

Been tripping my balls off waiting for you!

Sorry, Gretchen. Me and Nate and some business

we had to clear up.

(Upbeat Music Plays)

You've been at the pool.

Have we? Well, we're here now, so if you can just mellow,

we can get started.

Get started? No, you're late.

Now, I gotta go to work. I want my money back for today.

Sure, I'll give you a refund tomorrow.

Now, skid mark. (Oswalt Whimpering)

Ok, ok. I got it. Just... (Music Pauses)

(Upbeat Music Returns) Where do you work?

(Door Squeaking and Shutting)

Leonard's.

(Dog Barking)

That's... That's the best arcade ever.

Owners a dick-cheese.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

I could give you a ride.

If you want.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

(Door Shutting)

Here.

Let's go.

(Engine Revving)

(Upbeat Music Ends)

(Electric Doorbell Ringing)

(Rhythmic Clapping)

(Bell Ringing)

(Rhythmic Clapping)

Nate: Hey, those Ding Dongs...

(Rhythmic Clapping Stops)

I love those.

(Plastic Crinkling)

(Upbeat Music Plays)

(Plastic Crinkling)

So, uh, Oswalt's tutoring you?

Yeah, he's just helping me prep for some tests I have to take.

Radical.

Yeah, it's... whatever.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

(Engine Revving)

(Tires Squealing)

Dot (O.S.): Hey, mailman. Did you get my note?

(Seductive Funk Music Plays)

And?

Uh... I have plans tomorrow night, already.

Good, you cleaned up a little.

Thanks for the paper clips.

(Seductive Funk Music Continues)

You get that kid to the doctor?

It was nothing. Better to err on the safe side.

(Seductive Funk Music Ends)

(Light Peaceful Music Plays)

Tom (O.S.): Nate!

Where were you last night?

Will and I played bingo.

All night?

Yeah.

Your mother couldn't sleep at all last night,

she was so worried about you.

Tom, please.

(Tom Groaning)

(Phone Ringing)

(Phone Ringing) I'll get it.

(Light Peaceful Music Continues)

Hello, Skoog residence.

Sorry I had to get off the phone earlier.

(Upbeat Music Plays) (Master Mike Grunting)

Phyllis Clark was wigging out about how I stacked the trays.

Oh, It's cool.

I ran into Tarwater, today.

He wants to talk to you.

Tarwater? (Thunder Cracking)

I saw him at Nickerson.

He wants you to come by the cafeteria tomorrow at noon.

He wants to eat lunch with me at the high school?

Uh... I don't think so.

But actually, they do have good sloppy joes.

Well, should I go?

You don't say no to Tarwater, dude.

(Upbeat Music Ends)

Master Mike: Just go with it. (Nunchaku Clattering)

(Relaxed Funk Music Plays) (High-schoolers Chattering)

Does anyone know where Nelson Tarwater is?

(Relaxed Funk Music Continues)

Student: Do I... get my ring, now?

Did I stutter on the amount?

You still owe me another hundred.

But, I don't have another hundred.

Then figure it out.

And don't come back to my table until you do, ok? Thanks.

(Relaxed Funk Music Continues)

I hear you want to talk to me.

Yeah? What else you hear?

You hear the only one that beats on my little brothers is me?

Did you hear it'd be in your best interest not to pick up

that hairless Melvin from school anymore?

Did you hear I don't like when people getting involved in my

business. Did- did you hear that, Skoog?

Well, it's my job.

It-It's your job to play grab ass with Ding-Dong at the pool?

Why are your brothers jackin' around with him, anyway?

Oh, you can ask Oswalt that one.

Mr. Henley (O.S.): Hey Nelson!

Mr. Henley! Sure is pretty out today.

You hit it right on the head, you son of a buck!

Let's just enjoy it while we can!

Pick up Oswalt Eubank after school again...

and you won't like what happens.

(Relaxed Funk Music Continues)

Do you have a special ring for marching band?

Oh, you bet your sweet ass I do.

(Relaxed Funk Music Ends)

(Punk Rock Music Plays)

(Gretchen Grunting) ♪ Come on, feel the noise! ♪

♪ Girls, rock your boys! ♪ (Gretchen Grunting)

♪ We'll get wild, wild, wild! ♪

♪ Wild, wild, wild! ♪ (Gretchen Grunting)

♪ So you think I've got an evil mind! ♪

♪ I'll tell you honey, ♪

♪ I don't know why! ♪

Gretchen? ♪ I don't know why! ♪

♪ So you think my singing's- ♪ Oh, hey.

♪ out of time! ♪

Hi. ♪ It makes me money! ♪

What are you doin? ♪ I don't know why! ♪

Just killing time.

I gotta get over to Oswalt's pretty soon.

You need a ride?

♪ So come on, feel the noise! ♪

I don't wanna interrupt your lunch.

♪ Girls rock your boys! ♪

You're not interrupting. ♪ We'll get wild, wild, wild! ♪

Ya know, since you're new here, kind of...

Do you know about the wrestling once a month

at the Buckeye Nazarene Annex?

Tonight I think it's June Beach against Ina Jean Groff.

June Beach is here tonight?

Seven o'clock.

♪ I'm in no hurry! ♪

Sounds righteous.

Yeah, it does sound righteous. ♪ And I don't know why! ♪

You should go.

♪ Anymore... No, no, no! ♪

I'll be there.

Killer. ♪ Come on, feel the noise! ♪

(Tires Squealing) ♪ Girls rock your boys! ♪

♪ We'll get wild, wild, wild! ♪

♪ Wild, wild, wild! ♪

♪ Come on, feel the noise! ♪ (Nate Grunting)

♪ Girls rock your boys! ♪ (Bell Ringing)

(Crowd Cheering) (Punk Rock Music Fades)

Man, it was only the second round.

This is bogus!

Heh, and they call that a gut buster? These tools

wouldn't last a second in the Kumate.

(Bouncy Music Plays)

(Will Sniffing)

What is that?

Are you wearing cologne?

(Nate Stammering)

Gretchen!

(Bouncy Music Continues) (Crowd Cheering)

(Gretchen Sighing)

Did June Beach fight yet?

She's coming up. Uh, you know Will.

Hey, I'm sorry I'm late. I just got off work.

Gretchen works at Leonard's Arcade.

Best arcade ever. (Bell Ringing)

The owner's a dick-cheese.

Oh! Here... you go.

I work on Sunday. You should come by.

I'm there.

(Bouncy Music Continues)

(Will Hums)

So what do you do, Will?

I'm kind of in between jobs right now?

Phyllis Clark caught me sleeping in the locker room.

There she is. Oh, she's got a gnarly suplex.

Totally.

Announcer: Introducing first,

in the corner to my left.

Boo! No one wants you here! - She's the queen of mean,

Announcer: The duchess of doe...

Ina Jean Groff! (Crowd Booing)

And her opponent...

At a blistering 182 pounds- (Crowd Cheering)

Red, white and blue, baby! All day!

Announcer: the Madonna of Americana...

June Beach!

Yeah!

I love you! I know you've been- - That's my girl!

Woo!

You're all jealous of me!

(Crowd Booing)

Ina Jean! - What?

I'm gonna put my boot...

upside your fancy snatch!

Come on! (Crowd Cheering)

Yeah! Yes, Beach! Alright! Let's go!

(Crowd Cheering)

Ina Jean: Come on then! - Come on!

(Rock Riff Plays) (Bell Ringing)

(Rock Music Quiets)

Awesome fight, right?

Stellar performances all around.

So, what do you guys got going on after this?

It doesn't really concern you, does it?

I mean, there's no room in Nate's ride anyway, so...

Nothing against you or anything.

(Door Creaking)

So, uh, did you guys figure out what we should do next?

Good question.

Actually, I think I'm just gonna go meet up with my

brothers, so you guys should go on without me.

Lame.

Nate: We could squeeze you in.

You want to get dropped off somewhere?

No, it's cool. Maybe next time.

Right on.

(Will Groaning) Will...

Gretchen.

(Machine Whirring)

Dot (O.S.): She's foxy.

(Confrontational Music Plays)

Who's that?

Well, I sure as shit ain't talkin' about... Ina Jean Groff.

Looks fade...

I mean, I should know, right?

(Dot Laughing)

(Confrontational Music Continues)

What's her name?

Gretchen.

That's sweet.

So...

Does Gretchen put out?

I gotta get back to work.

Adios.

(Confrontational Music Ends)

Skoog! (Nate Hums)

The Eubank kid needs to be picked up after school again.

Must be nice to get a personal chauffeur to

cart his twiggy ass around.

I know it's a bummer...

but it's best you keep a positive head about this whole

piss-ant situation.

(Oswalt Grunting)

Let's go to the park.

I'm taking you home.

(Upbeat Music Plays)

You wanna tell me why Tarwater told me

not to pick you up, anymore?

Tarwater... is that a person's name?

Who picks you up when I don't?

I mean, my mom's usually good for Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Tarwater's younger brothers.

Come again?

(Dangerous Music Plays)

Tarwater's younger brothers.

(Dangerous Music Continues)

Back up.

I don't back up for nobody.

Fellas.

We want Oswalt, Skoog.

We need to talk to him.

(Dangerous Music Continues)

He doesn't feel like talking right now.

He doesn't feel like talkin'...

or you're not gonna let us talk to him?

Both, I- I guess.

(Noble Chuckling)

Oswalt, why'd you have to bring this stain with you?

Couldn't we just take care of this ourselves?

Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way.

What's the hard way?

Ask Skoog if he's allergic to dogs.

(Tense Music Plays)

(Tense Music Continues)

(Metal Squeaking)

(Door Squeaking)

(Dog Barking)

(Tense Music Continues)

(Dog Barking)

(Tense Music Continues)

(Dog Barking)

(Rubber Compressing)

(Dog Growling)

(Leash Releasing) (Dog Barking)

(Tense Music Continues) (Gear Shifting)

(Pedal Squeaking) (Tires Squealing)

♪ If you like Pina coladas! ♪

♪ And getting caught in the rain! ♪

♪ If you're not into yoga! ♪

♪ If you have half a brain! ♪

(Car Clattering) (Dog Whimpering)

♪ If you like making love at midnight! ♪

♪ In the dunes on the cape! ♪

♪ Then I'm the love that you've looked for! ♪

♪ Write to me and escape! ♪

(Guitar Solo Plays)

(Guitar Solo Continues) (Car Clattering)

♪ I didn't think about my lady... ♪

(Hose Spraying) (Song Plays on Radio)

Tarwater sells class rings, right?

He marks up the price and pockets the premium.

How do you know?

I tutored at his house for a while,

and I helped myself to some of it.

How much?

In the neighborhood of 1,846 dollars.

That's good scratch.

(Hose Spraying)

(Seductive Funk Music Plays)

Is Nate here?

He's chauffeuring right now. Anything I can help you with?

No...

I think we just...

had a little heated discussion earlier so...

I was just checking in making sure...

everything was cool in the gang, you know?

(Seductive Funk Music Stops) (Tense Music Plays)

(Tense Music Continues)

(Tense Music Continues)

No

way

ever.

Palmer: What's that, Dot?

(Music Stops) (Phone Ringing)

Y'ello?

Can I ask who's calling?

Kay, Will Luna.

Ya know, Luna's Italian for moon.

Nate: Hey, what's up? - There's a line, Skoog.

And when someone crosses this particular line,

as you did today,

I make two phone calls. (Dangerous Music Plays)

One is to the person that did the crossing,

which I am doing now.

And one is to my brother, Stoney,

which I've already done.

You and me are gonna thump.

Goodbye. (Dial Tone Ringing)

Yeah, goodbye.

(Dangerous Music Continues)

Tom: How's Will?

He's pretty ok.

You need to tell him to stop calling during dinner.

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Bus Approaching)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Breaks Squeaking)

(Air Hissing)

(Door Squeaking)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

Tarwater: How was the trip, Stoney?

Stoney: Bus from Wichita was filled with Grandma ass.

I hear that.

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Engine Rumbling)

(Dangerous Music Ends)

(Gear Shifting)

(Tires Squealing)

(Cool Rock Music Plays)

(Arcade Machines Clacking)

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

Gretchen.

(Gretchen Sighing)

Coin slot on Beer's a bitch.

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

Hey.

(Arcade Machine Ringing)

(Game Over Sound Playing)

Come on! Keep playing!

♪ Begin the day with a friendly voice! ♪

♪ A companion unobtrusive! ♪

I'm out of tokens.

Just take one from my belt.

♪ Plays that song that's so elusive! ♪

Come on! Take one.

♪ ... that makes your morning mood! ♪

Mmm...there you go.

(Change Clicking) ♪ ... magic at your fingers ♪

Russell: Having a nice time, Gretchen?

♪ Undemanding contact in your happy solitude ♪

(Balloons Thumping)

(Bells Ringing)

Sorry, Russell.

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

I'm off in twenty minutes.

♪ Bright antennae bristle with the energy ♪

♪ Emotional feedback on a- ♪ (Music Ends)

(Crickets Chirping) (Ice Sloshing)

Thanks for the game.

Yeah, sure.

What's wrong?

I just had the crappiest week ever...

Some butt-wad ran over my dog.

That's a G-damn outrage!

Yeah, my brothers took her to the park...

Then I guess she...

she ran out into the street.

It was a hit and run.

What kind of dog was it?

A Doberman.

I mean, there's no way whoever hit her didn't know they hit her

(Gretchen Sighing)

I haven't been able to sleep.

Uh, Gretchen...

What's your last name?

Tarwater. I wish I knew who did it, I would stomp their nuts!

Yeah. For sure.

Yeah...

I just...

Y-You just what?

(Lips Smacking)

(Lips Smacking)

You kinda taste like slushy.

(Romantic Music Plays)

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... ♪

♪ Oh... ♪

(Romantic Music Continues)

♪ What ever happened to the teenage dream? ♪

(Romantic Music Plays Through Radio)

So, I'll see you maybe this week?

Yeah. For sure.

(Engine Starting)

(Engine Rumbling)

(Tires Squealing) (Nate Grunting)

(Romantic Music Plays Through Radio)

We are gonna be here all night with these yahoos.

♪ A broken god... ♪

♪ from a musty world ♪

♪ Sweetly mouth touched... ♪

♪ an onyx girl ♪

♪ his prison bars ♪

♪ were very hard to clean ♪

♪ but... ♪

♪ What ever happened to the teenage dream? ♪

(Romantic Music Ends) (Nate Snoring)

Ramona (O.S.): Nate! Tom! Nate!

Can you bring me some juice?

Come here! Tom! Nate! Something's happened!

(Frantic Music Plays)

(Frantic Music Continues)

(Frantic Music Continues)

(Tire Pump Blowing Air)

Who would do this?

Yeah.

I don't know.

Quit lookin at me, Roan!

Nate, what's going on?

Answer your momma.

I'm gonna be late.

(Motor Stalling)

(Motor Idling)

(Motor Rumbling)

(Frantic Music Continues)

Sorry, my ride broke down.

Mr. Eubank wants to see you in his office, first thing.

Ok...

I missed breakfast, so I was just gonna...

First thing doesn't mean second or third thing,

it means first thing.

(Door Creaking) (Frantic Music Ends)

(Chair Creaking)

I wouldn't say you were employee of the month,

but you were hanging in there,

doing what was asked of you.

Some people seemed to like you.

And then you gotta go and pull this poppycock.

(Distant Phone Ringing)

They have guest passes, you know.

Cost like five bucks.

(Solemn Music Plays)

(Solemn Music Becomes Conspiratory)

I thought you had to work today.

I was escorted off the premises for falsifying documents.

God-darn.

Yep.

Is one of you, Nate...

Skoog?

You have a phone call.

(Conspiratory Music Continues)

Hello?

Nate it's Oswalt. My dad found your ID.

How'd you know I'd be here?

My Dad told me he sacked you, so I just figured.

As for punishment, he's making me walk home from school

every day for the next couple of weeks.

I'm supposed to give a care 'cause why?

My overriding fear is that last Friday we may have stirred up

a bit of a hornet's nest.

Can you come pick me up?

I think Tarwater's gonna be all over my ass.

Yeah, he probably is.

(Militant Drumming Plays)

Oswalt: Nate, are you there?

So, can you pick me up today?

(Conspiratory Music Continues)

I got us a paid assignment.

Security detail for Oswalt Eubank.

Who? - That kid from the park.

Oh yeah.

Thirty-five bucks an hour.

How many hours?

One a day.

That's respectable.

(Conspiratory Music Continues)

(Dust Scattering) (Will Coughing)

There's a few small things...

Oswalt took some of Tarwater's money.

It looks like Stoney's come back to collect.

Oh, no way dude. Stoney's a hoss.

Tarwater's coming after us anyway,

last night they farmed my yard and slashed my tires.

My mom's wiggin out.

And they probably won't stop there

since I sort of ran over their dog.

What? No way, dude! No, no, no, no, no.

He's coming after us anyway.

This way we get paid for it.

Coming after you. (Conspiratory Music Ends)

(Upbeat Music Plays)

You talk about being a mercenary?

It's time to put your toe in the water.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

(Nate Sighing) It's only an hour a day.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

I need your tactical thinking.

Without it, I'm reamed.

I also need to find a car or... something.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

There's one place I'd start looking before that.

(Conspiratory Music Plays)

Glenn (O.S.): Extend, extend. You've got to want it.

What are you guys doing?

Forearm Broom Extensions.

(Classical Music Plays)

Nice.

Looks like a deep burn.

Have you two ever thought about being bodyguards?

(Classical Music Plays)

We're listening.

We have a client with certain security issues.

- How's the pay? - Very competitive.

- How's your Capoeira? - Fine.

But, you took classes, what, like five years ago?

How do we know you haven't forgotten your moves?

(Classical Music Continues)

(Ben Breathing Heavily)

(Will Exclaiming) (Classical Music Ends)

(Will Groaning)

Checks out.

When and where's the assignment?

2:30 at Nickerson.

We do have a few logistical concerns.

We need a ride...

What about Liberty?

What's Liberty?

♪ Unconcieveable, unbelievable ♪

♪ Grammar like a hammer if it makes it receivable ♪

♪ Sent by the lord ♪

♪ Here and abroad ♪

♪ With words now adored they can't be ignored ♪

(Engine Rumbling)

You guys got a radio in here?

Both: Nope.

(Door Squeaking)

(Horn Honking)

(Car Door Creaking)

(Engine Revving) (Tires Squealing)

(Engine Idling)

(Car Driving)

(Horn Honking)

(Horn Honking)

(Tires Skidding)

(Van Creaking)

(Tires Skidding)

Don't let Gretchen know I'm paying you guys.

She doesn't know.

What's the difference if she knows or not?

She's Tarwater's sister, dummy.

Did you know this?

I might've heard something about it, yeah.

♪ Not a gang to bang, out to hang with slang ♪

♪ Talkin' yang and slang about every thang ♪

♪ Just brothers and others like fathers and mothers ♪

♪ Who discovered they love us ♪

♪ that think they're up and above us! ♪

♪ No crime or time just rhyme and I'm ♪

♪ Full grown and own, no phone or dime. ♪

♪ Just cut the stuff (stuff) 'til you get enough ('nough) ♪

♪ 'Cause we're rougher than tougher ♪

♪ and rougher tougher than tough ♪

Someone's getting popular.

They're just dropping me off is all.

Have you seen your brothers... around here?

Why are you always asking me about my brothers?

(Oswalt Coughing) I'm not.

Well, thanks guys. I'll see you tomorr- tomorrow.

Hold up bro.

What?

Oh...

Uhm...

Uh, I sort of told 'em that we'd be paid every day.

Ah! No prob, Glenn. You stay right there.

Hi. - Hey.

Hello.

So, I get off work at eight tonight. You should come by,

maybe we could do something after?

(Upbeat Music Plays)

Glenn: Ok!

I think she's talking to me, Glenn.

I hear good things about Laser Skate,

or there's Supernova Skate. Skate Palace has gotten

a little skeezy, but whatever. Or there's Roller palace?

Yeah, Skate Palace has really fallen off.

Laser Skate has a new pretzel recipe.

(Door Opening) (Upbeat Music Continues)

(Will Coughing)

Hey, Gretchen,

can you head inside? I gotta talk to these guys for a minute.

Whatever!

Laser it is.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

(Upbeat Music Continues)

Give me some for gas, too.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

Rad.

Nate.

(Van Creaking)

Check this out. Don't show it to anybody.

(Upbeat Music Continues)

Keep on rockin'.

(Van Sputtering)

(Upbeat Music Continues)

You guys wanna go spend this somewhere?

We can go to Captain D's or something.

Library please.

Okie dokie.

(Engine Rumbling)

(Brakes Screeching)

(Upbeat Music Ends)

(Lighthearted Music Plays)

Forest?

Oh, hi Ramona.

Ever since Irene took that job it's been up to me

to fill the mother humping cupboards.

Sounds like things are going really well down at the office.

Thanks again for giving Nate such a great opportunity.

Uh, Ramona...

(Metal Clattering)

(Pan Sizzling) (Tempered Music Plays)

What's new at work, Nate?

Uh...not much.

No? Anything happen today you wanna tell me about?

(Nate Sighing)

No. I'd say it was pretty uneventful.

Pretty uneventful?

Good. Pretty uneventful.

Do you want to tell me why our yard was vandalized last night?

Uh...Probably just high school kids.

Tom Roan says you're selling.

Selling what? - Ice!

Like a slushy? - Drugs!

What? No!

You seem clean to me.

But, Tom Roan says that pushers aren't users anyway.

Mom, I'm not a pusher. - Tom Roan says-

Okay! I don't know who farmed our yard. If I find out,

I'll tell you! Can we change the subject, please?

(Tempered Music Ends)

(Marker Squeaking)

(Velcro Ripping)

(Mechanical Clicking)

(Cap Snapping)

(Crickets Chirping)

♪ We're running with the shadows of the night! ♪

♪ So baby take my hand, you'll be alright! ♪

♪ Surrender all your dreams to me tonight! ♪

♪ They'll come true in the end! ♪

(Heartfelt Music Plays)

♪ You said "Oh girl it's a cold world ♪

♪ When you keep it all to yourself" ♪

♪ I said "You can't hide on the inside ♪

♪ all the pain you've ever felt." ♪

♪ Ransom my heart, but baby don't look back, ♪

♪ 'Cause we got nobody else. ♪

♪ We're running with the shadows of the night! ♪

♪ So baby take my hand, you'll be alright! ♪

♪ Surrender all your dreams to me tonight! ♪

♪ They'll come true in the end... ♪

(Heartfelt Music Continues)

♪ You know that sometimes it feels like ♪

♪ it's all moving way too fast... ♪

♪ Use every alibi and words you deny ♪

♪ that love ain't meant to last! ♪

♪ You can cry, tough baby, ♪

♪ it's alright, you can let me down easy, but... ♪

♪ not tonight! ♪

♪ We're running with the shadows of the night! ♪

(Heavy Thudding) (Music Cuts Off)

♪ He's gonna kill that girl! ♪

♪ He's gonna kill that girl! ♪

♪ He's gonna kill that girl tonight! ♪

♪ Night! ♪

♪ Hey! He's gonna kill that girl! ♪

♪ Hey! He's gonna kill that girl! ♪

Uh...

I have to tell you something.

Huh?

♪ When I saw her walkin' down the street ♪

I know who...

♪ Then he knocked her on the floor ♪

♪ But he wanted a little bit more... ♪

Your brother thinks he's so cool but he's not.

Which one?

Tarwater.

Which one.

Uh... the second oldest.

Nelson? - Yeah!

If Tarwater wasn't such a goon, he'd come after me himself

but no, he's gotta send his brothers after me.

And I'm sorry because I really, really like you and...

no dog should ever be run over.

But those turds set that dog loose on my ass.

So I ran it over.

Don't blame me, blame Tarwater.

And if Stoney comes after me?

I'll run over his psycho ass too.

That's the way I play it!

♪ Then he knocked her off her feet. ♪

♪ And then I knew... ♪

You ran over Pickle?

Yeah, but- (Nate Exclaiming)

(Nate Groaning)

♪ Hey! He's gonna kill that girl! ♪

♪ Hey! He's gonna kill that girl! ♪

♪ Hey! He's gonna kill that girl tonight! ♪

♪ Night! ♪

♪ Hey! He's gonna kill that girl! ♪

♪ Hey! He's gonna kill that girl! ♪

♪ Hey! He's gonna kill that girl tonight! ♪

♪ Night! ♪

♪ When I saw her walking down the street! ♪

(Music Fades)

Mom?

Hey dude, uh...

Unchain that, would you?

Your momma doesn't want to see you right now, son.

Wha- Come on Tom, open up.

Watch that threatening tone there, Sugar Man.

I've got my softball bat resting right here next to me.

Mom, what's going on?

Your momma knows you've been lying to her.

And not that anybody asked... but, uh...

I don't like to be lied to either.

I haven't lied about anything.

You got fired for having a fake I.D. with your

boss's name on it. Why don't we start there.

I've got something else lined up, already.

Oh, what is that? Running junk from party house to party house?

What?

Selling jumpers on the street corner?

I know you better than you give me credit for, Amigo.

I know you're not out all night playing bingo, that's for sure.

And I also know that your momma doesn't want you here tonight.

Would you stop calling her my momma!

She hated to do this, but Forest Eubank and I agree that...

this is what's best.

She uh... packed some of your things.

My suggestion is...

you figure out who'll let you bunk up for the night.

Someone who sleeps on the right side of Johnny Law.

Dry up and stay safe, hombre.

(Door Creaking)

(Locks Clicking) (Bag Rustling)

(Curtains Scratching)

Crud.

(Bag Rustling)

(Rock Music Plays on Radio)

There's nothing worth a crap in this bag.

(Rock Music Continues)

(Tarwater Humming)

(Metal Rattling)

(Engine Revving)

(Rock Music Stops)

(Heavy Metallic Thudding)

(Pleasant Music Plays)

Hey Nate.

Uh...Hope I didn't wake you dudes.

Oh darn no.

We were just hangin' loose.

Uh...

Do you guys mind if I stay the night?

(Pleasant Music Continues)

Like a sleep-over?

Uh... yeah?

Glenn, a word...

(Metal Door Creaking)

Glenn: Only Mom. It's only rule.

Ben: I know our number one rule. Where is your heart?

Glenn: Twins only.

Ben: He could die out there in the cold.

(Metal Door Creaking)

Come on in.

(Pleasant Music Continues) (Couch Squeaking)

(Pleasant Music Continues)

Both: Good night, Nate.

Good night.

(Pleasant Music Continues) (Nate Sighing)

Glenn: What's that?

Ben: It's just a burnt one, you baby.

(Spoon Clacking) (Pleasant Music Ends)

(Cereal Splattering)

(Nate Snoring)

(Glenn Coughing) (Nate Startling)

Ben: Morning Nate.

What you got going on today?

Hello, Mrs. Luna, is Will there?

(Despairing Music Plays)

(Will Groaning) Will...

This is all your fault, damn you!

I'm gonna make it up to you.

Oh, you're gonna make it up to me?

(Will Groaning)

You don't care about me!

You've got your girlfriend,

that little dork, and these two dingleberries!

Hey man, no reason to get nasty! - Easy, bro...

Up your butts!

(Will Crying Out)

(Despairing Music Continues)

You guys... mind if I talk to him alone for a minute?

I've had all I can take.

Yeah, enough of this abuse.

Let's go see what his mom's doing.

(Will Huffing)

I got your back. Nobody does this to my bud.

You flippin' dodo! (Will Yelping)

(Will Scoffing)

Now I see.

Now I see, if the "s" is going down, I can't count on you.

You'll be off trying to score with some chick.

A chick that happens to be the enemy's sister!

It's best I see your true colors now,

than when I'm deep in Calderón, being tortured by Banditos.

Last night I dumped her, ok?

(Despairing Music Continues)

Well... I told her who I was...

actually.

And?

She punched me in the balls.

Good.

(Despairing Music Continues)

They wanted me to tell you...

they want you to meet them at Tapawingo this afternoon.

Two o'clock.

And if you don't find them, they will find you.

(Despairing Music Continues)

(Will Sighing)

You should just beat it.

Get out of town.

Maybe head to Colby.

Get a fresh start on life.

You're gonna need a new identity, but...

that sort of thing can be arranged.

(Music Becomes Tense)

You said they'll be at Tapawingo?

Will: Yeah.

That's our park!

Ben: Does this one go...

here?

(Tense Music Continues)

Glenn: Don't force it, Butt-sack

We gotta mobilize.

(Tense Music Continues)

Oswalt: Hello? - Listen to me carefully.

If we don't pick you up today, don't walk home.

Hop a ride with a friend.

I don't have any friends.

Then get a ride with a teacher, or maybe even a grandparent.

We're gonna have to think outside the box on this one.

Things have escalated.

How much? - A butt-ton.

Let slip the dogs of war.

Righteous.

(Tense Music Ends)

Uh, Nate...

What are you wearing to the brawl?

Why?

Ben and I have these real lightweight gis

we wore to the junior octagon.

We were thinking we might wear those.

Sounds good.

Well...

We have an extra one... (Ben Exhaling)

If you wanted to wear it.

Killer dragon.

It's a Cold Drake.

It can fly and it breathes snow.

(Cool Rock Music Plays)

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

Alrighty, where to?

It's 12:27.

♪ Call it all together, don't look at me! ♪

I gotta make a stop.

♪ You're looking funny, strange as can be! ♪

Dude... - Woah.

Are you sure?

(Engine Starting)

♪ If I would run, they would shoot. ♪

♪ Get your shotgun, drop your flute! ♪

♪ I got no, no, no... ♪

♪ control... ♪

We're here.

V-R

Nate... Skoog.

This is kinda crazy.

Sometimes, the craziest thing

and the right thing... are the same.

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

I don't think that's the quote.

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

(Bell Ringing)

(Cool Rock Music Continues) (Engine Revving)

(Tires Squealing)

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

(Dog Panting)

We're here.

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

(Car Approaching)

(Cool Rock Music Continues)

(Cool Rock Music Ends)

Mrs. Luna?

(Cigarette Sizzling)

(Mrs. Luna Blowing Air)

(Gratton Twins Grunting)

(Birds Chirping)

(Trunk Squeaking)

(Heroic Trumpet Plays)

It's all I've got left.

I don't know exactly where in the park they'll be hiding,

but it's a safe bet they'll be hunkered down.

I've devised a possible avenue of attack.

(Triumphant Trumpet Continues)

(Triumphant Trumpet Continues)

(Triumphant Trumpet Continues)

(Determined Spanish Music Plays)

(Determined Spanish Music Continues)

(Metallic Thudding)

Ok, Mom. (Engine Starting)

(Determined Spanish Music Continues)

(Determined Spanish Music Ends)

(Dangerous Music Plays)

They're not gonna show.

(Dangerous Music Plays)

Nate (V.O.): Dear Gretchen, I'm sorry I ran over your dog.

I'm sure he, sorry, she was a good dog.

You'd have to be with a name like Pickle.

Anyways, I hope she's okay. And you are too.

I may not make it out after today, but if I did,

I'd want nothing more than to spend tomorrow with you.

Life is funny that way I guess.

Have a good life or... whatever.

And please send my regards to Pickle. V/R, Nate Skoog.

(Dangerous Music Continues)

I'm going for a flippin' bomb pop.

(Phillip and Noble Grunting)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Ends)

Exactly according to plan.

(Dangerous Music Returns) What time is it?

Two-o-seven.

Should we go up there and bow first?

Let's save our bows until after.

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Choir Vocalizing Dramatically)

(Choir Vocalizing Dramatically)

(Choir Vocalizing Dramatically)

Drop or she'll peg you!

(Considering Music Plays)

(Nonchalant Music Plays)

(Nonchalant Music Ends)

What're they for?

Nate: We're gonna try a core punch.

(High-Energy Music Plays) (Slingshot Stretching)

(Firework Sizzling)

(Tarwater Siblings Yelling) (Firework Exploding)

(High-Energy Music Continues) (Nate and Gratton Twins Yelling)

(Nate and Gratton Twins Yelling)

(High-Energy Music Continues)

(Nate Grunting)

(High-Energy Music Continues)

(Glenn Exclaiming)

(Yodeling)

What's with that stupid dragon?

This dragon breathes ice cold and can fly.

(Tarwater Grunting)

(Tarwater Exclaiming)

(High-Energy Music Continues)

(Gratton Twins Grunting)

(Skin Slapping)

(Gratton Twins Panting)

(High-Energy Music Continues)

(Goofy Vocalizations Play) (Nate Panting)

(Goofy Vocalizations Continue)

(Goofy Vocalizations Continue)

(High Energy Music Returns)

(Whooshing) (Nate Exclaiming)

(Cracking) (Thudding)

(Cracking) (Thudding)

(High Energy Music Continues)

(Tarwater Grumbling) (Nate Struggling)

(Both Panting)

(Goofy Vocalizing Returns)

(Tarwater Exclaiming) (Nate Grunting)

(Goofy Vocalizing Continues)

(Nate Huffing)

(Goofy Vocalizing Continues)

(High-Energy Music Returns)

Hey! (Music Stops)

(Birds Chirping)

(Tarwater Siblings Grunting)

(Birds Chirping)

(Gretchen Exclaiming) (Nate Grunting)

(Nate Grunting)

(Birds Chirping)

(Nate Groaning)

(Nate Breathing Shakily)

(Lips Smacking)

Hey! Gretchen...

(Birds Chirping)

(Nate Gasping)

Make it out today.

(Nate Grunting)

(Nate Groaning)

(Birds Chirping)

(Drumroll Plays)

(Dangerous Music Plays)

(Nate Panting)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Cracking) (Nate Grunting)

(Nonchalant Music Plays)

(Nonchalant Music Continues)

(Nate Panting)

(Cracking) (Dramatic Music Hitting)

(Nate Groaning)

(Dangerous Music Plays) (Nate Wincing and Hissing)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Nate Exclaiming) (Cracking)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Repeated Cracking)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Pauses)

(Dangerous Music Returns)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Continues)

(Dangerous Music Ends)

(Paper Rustling)

This is a letter to Lloyd Gooch,

the president of Baker Class Rings.

It details...

all your indiscretions with the overcharging of rings and stuff.

Oswalt and I both have copies...

but it ends here.

He won't send it.

I'll make sure of that.

And you leave him alone.

He did you wrong, but...

he's a skinny little twerp who doesn't deserve you all

coming after him.

Ok?

Ok?

Yeah, ok. Ok...

(Gratton Twins Grunting)

Ok...

(Paper Tearing)

(Nate Grunting)

What about my money?

He spent it.

On what?

You're lookin' at it.

You mean, I just... I just paid for you guys to-

-to beat your ass!

And the asses of your entire family.

Except your parents.

And Gretchen.

Stoney: Skoog!

(Fingers Snapping)

(Metal Rattling)

(Calm Music Plays)

(Calm Music Continues)

(Metal Rattling)

♪ You say you love me ♪

(Door Squeaking)

♪ And I hardly know your name ♪

♪ And if I say I love you ♪

♪ in the candlelight ♪

We're gonna need to discuss a little bonus.

♪ But there's something inside ♪ (Oswalt Laughing)

♪ That's turning my mind away ♪ (Nate Grunting)

♪ Woah, how I could love you! ♪

♪ If I could let you stay ♪

♪ It's late! ♪

♪ When I'm bleeding deep inside! ♪

♪ It's late! ♪ (Ramona Sobbing)

♪ Ooh, is it just my sickly pride? ♪

♪ Too late! ♪

♪ Even now the feeling seems to steal away. ♪

♪ So late! ♪

♪ Though I'm crying, I can't help but hear you say: ♪

♪ It's late! It's late! It's late, ♪

♪ but not too late. ♪

(Gratton Twins Arguing)

♪ The way you love me, ♪ Ramona!

♪ is the sweetest love around. ♪

Oh, my... Oh. ♪ But after all this time... ♪

♪ the more I'm trying... ♪

♪ the more I seem to let you down. ♪

Ramona: Oh my Lord!

Nate!

♪ Now you tell me you're leaving. ♪

Ah! It's ok. I'm ok.

I never should have let Tom Roan lock you out last night.

I told him I had a bad feeling about it.

Why did you lie to me?

I couldn't sleep at all. Oh my goodness.

I won't lie to you again, Mom. I promise.

Are you on the lamb?

No! Mom!

Tom... Roan.

Who's that lawyer

who has that place in the strip mall next to the weanie stand?

Al Sobieski.

(Nate Sighing)

Is there a bounty on your head?

Mom...

It's over.

♪ Yes I know, but don't try to tell me that! ♪

Nate, it's beautiful.

It's the least I could do.

Well, that's true.

You look like you lost a little weight.

Are you hungry?

A little, actually.

(Ramona Humming)

I'm a little hungry.

(Ramona Humming)

I'm also a little hungry.

♪ It's late, it's late, it's late! ♪

I think I've got some lunch meat.

♪ It's late, it's late, it's late! ♪

♪ Oh... ♪

♪ It's all too late... ♪

Who're you?

Oswalt Eubank.

Oswalt? Sounds like your parents were hippies.

(Birds Chirping)

(Reflective Music Plays)

(Reflective Music Continues)

I boiled you some eggs for the road.

Thanks, Mom.

(Reflective Music Continues)

(Engine Revving)

(Reflective Music Continues)

(Brakes Squeaking)

(Reflective Music Continues)

(Gear Shifting)

(Tires Squealing)

(Tom Huffing)

(Reflective Music Continues)

Hey, Nate.

Hey, Will.

(Engine Idling)

Here... Your cut.

Minus incidentals.

Oh, and...

I got some upgrades put in,

I hope you don't mind.

Frig, no!

They're fantastic!

(Nunchaku Whooshing)

(Nunchaku Whooshing)

(Nunchaku Thumping)

(Reflective Music Continues)

Thanks.

You sure you're leaving?

Yeah. I gotta see what the road has to offer me.

Call me when you get to Colby.

Sure thing.

Bye Will.

(Engine Rumbling)

(Reflective Music Ends)

(Rock Music Plays)

(Wheels Sparking)

(Firework Whistling) (Wheels Sparking)

(Firework Whistling) (Rock Music Continues)

♪ Living on a lightened stage ♪

♪ Approaches the unreal. ♪

♪ For those who think and feel.

♪ In touch with some reality beyond the gilded cage ♪

♪ Cast in this unlikely role ♪

♪ Ill-equipped to act. ♪

♪ With insufficient tact ♪

♪ One must put up barriers to keep oneself intact. ♪

♪ Living in the limelight, the universal dream. ♪

♪ For those who wish to seem ♪

♪ Those who wish to be... ♪

♪ must put aside the alienation. ♪

♪ Get on with the fascination ♪

♪ The real relation, the underlying theme ♪

(Rock Music Continues)

♪ Living in a fisheye lens ♪

♪ Caught in the camera eye ♪

♪ I have no heart to lie ♪

♪ I can't pretend a stranger is ♪

♪ a long-awaited friend ♪

Master Mike: Hai! Hi. Welcome...

Welcome to Mike's...

Masterclass in Martial Arts.

I'm Mike...

Today we're going to learn the n

Or Nunchaku. Start with the swing.

Like so... Get loose...

Feel that looseness in your body...

Feel that groove...

Flip it to the other hand!

(Nunchaku Clattering)

Ok. You got that?

Now strike! (Nunchaku Clattering)

(Master Mike Grunting)

You want to keep your nunchucks close by.

So if someone does try to attack you...

You can quickly... (Nunchaku Clattering)

and then start spinning.

The last technique...

is to bring it up and back,

See that?

Just like so. (Metal Thudding Loudly)

You can go fast or you can go slow.

(Nunchaku Thudding on Cloth)

Yah! Another technique.

If you do...

happen to loose control of your nunchaku...

throw it at them.

Just throw it at them.

(Master Mike Grunting and Yelling)

(Master Mike Yelling)

See that?

That's a kill shot.

Spin! Strike twice!

The spin and strike twice... always works.

I gotta...

(Master Mike Panting) (Music Ends)

It's as simple as that.