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- Anybody there?

We'll return to our
feature presentation,

Graduation Day, right after
station identification.

KWIZ Wichita.

And now back to Graduation Day.

- What are you doing?

Stop it.

No.

Please, no.

- Eat this.

- Oh, no thanks.

I've already had enough.

- I don't want any more coffee.

- Oh my god.

- Do you think the coals are ready yet?

- I better go check.

I want you to be the first one

to kiss the bride.

Sure, we're going to get
married just after graduation,

just like we planned.

I thought you loved her?

What kind of a sister are you?

She's your own flesh and blood.

You want to try and hurt my Laura, too.

You don't deserve to live either.

You wanna try and hurt
my Laura, don't you?

Admit it.

Come on, Anne.

You don't love her.

You never loved her.

I'm going to have to teach you, too.

- You scared me.

- Beth?

Beth?

Oh my god.

Police? I want to report a murder.

Honey, no!

- Patient has shown
signs of violent behavior

in the past, but these have
been brought under control.

I no longer feel that social
interaction will be harmful.

With proper medication, the
patient can function normally

and productively in society.

I hereby order the patient released.

- Red 41.

Red 41.

Set.

Hut, hut.

- Up you ass, star.

- Up yours!

I'm gonna run over you --
- Come on!

- Hey, this one is yours,
DB. Sweep left on two. Ready?

- Give me the ball.

I want number 20.

- Okay, Davey boy, let's
show the Oklahoma scout

what kind of balls you've got.

Roll right on two.

Ready?

Break.

- 10-22, Rab 22, set.

- That a boy, son, kick some ass.

Show them Sooners what you got.

- Keep running, David.

- Way to go, David!

Woo!

- I think so.

We could be a little .

- That boy has got everything.

Ha ha!

- Okay, Ricky, stay here.

I'll get us a couple of cups of coffee.

- I'll go with you.

- No.

Stay here and hang loose.

Jake?

Jake?

Billy?

Hi, Jake.

- Hi, Johnson, what's up?

- Nothing much to worry
about. Two convicts escaped

from over at Leavenworth.

They were seen heading this way.

So if you see anything,
I'd appreciate a call.

- I'll keep a lookout,
maybe close up for the day.

- Not a bad idea.

Where's Lily?

I'll let her buy me a
cup of your lousy coffee.

- Shit.

Officer down.

Need assistance at
Jake's Cafe on Mill Road.

Hurry.

- Hey, you, asshole cop.

Nice shot, fuckface.

Runner!

Put it out.

- Your friend is sick.

- Watch your mouth.

- We got them both. Fucking A, party time.

- Hey, little darlings, party time!

- Jake!

Oh, you bastard!

- Let's take her with us.

- Let's go.

- Fuck you, asshole.

- I'm taking her with me, Snake.

- I said, let's go.

- You motherfuck, I did not bust out

of that hole to take your shit.

- Runner?

- Man, you should've seen
the look on Mason's face

when he saw that OU coach watching you.

- Oh, come on, DB, lay off.

You know how I feel about that.

- Well, I wouldn't say things

like that too loud around here.

Nobody'd understand.

It's kind of hard looking
at a guy with the free ride,

you know what I mean?

- Hey, I'm sympathetic.

Seriously, I am.

- Well, Dave, looks like you're
going big time to Oklahoma,

not state college like me.

- Now, come on, Mason, it's a little luck

and timing, that's all.

- Yeah.
- Oh, luck, right.

You deserved it.

- Yeah, he deserved it.

Now he's too good for all us guys.

But what else is new?

- Hang it up, Mason.

- Don't push me.

- I was just joking man, really.

- Good.
- Damn straight.

- DB.
- What?

- Come here.

Listen to this. You know, I
heard the end of your nose

is the same shape as
the head of your dick.

- Really?

- Wouldn't lie to you.

- Hey, Mason, come here for a minute.

Come here.

I want to look at end your nose.

- Why do you want look at my nose, DB?

- Yep, just what I figured.

You know, by looking at your nose,

it leads me to believe that possibly,

you haven't been circumcised yet.

- Why don't you suck on it?

- Yeah, you'd love it, wouldn't you?

- So are you guys,
like, going steady or what?

- What's that, Russell?

- Um, I was just singing that
old country song, you know.

I mean, you know that one, don't you?

- No, I don't.

Why don't you sing it to the
guys while I take a shower?

- Well, it goes like,

- Did you hear about the party?

- At David's?

- Yeah.

- Really?
- Let's go, you guys.

- This is so great.

- It's awesome.

- Did you guys see David?

Oh, he's so gorgeous.

- Guys, she's got, "DB, I love
you," written in her locker.

- Oh, how nauseating.

- Right here.

- Please.

- hope Chuck doesn't
get on my case tonight.

Every time we get together,
all he can think about is sex.

- Oh, you love it.

- Yeah, but don't tell anybody, okay?

- Ha, I thought you were
with your mommy and daddy.

- That's where I'm going.

- I can't wait for tonight.
- Why?

It's not like it's a party at
the country club or anything.

- I know, but Danny's going to be there

and we'll have the house to ourselves.

- Big deal.

- Don't listen to her,
Joni, she's full of it.

- Give me a break.

- Shut up.

- It's okay.

I got to go anyways.

I'll see you guys tonight.

- Bye.

- Bye.

I have to go.

- God, I wish she wasn't going.

- Why?

So you could have David?

- Don't give me that shit.

You want I'm just like everybody else.

- You bitch.

- Come on, you guys.

Be nice to each other, okay?

- We love each other.

- We do.

- Son, I'm proud of you. Four-year

scholarship to Oklahoma.

- It's what you always wanted.

It's what you always
kept pushing me for, Pop.

- Listen, honey, you have
a good time this weekend.

But don't forget to take your medication.

I renewed your prescription this morning.

- I will, mom.

Haven't I been a good boy all these years?

Come here.

I love you.

- It's just that I worry about you.

- God almighty, Beverley,
the boy is the best

running back in the state.

He can damn well take care of himself.

- It's all right, dad, she's just worried.

- Now, listen, you don't
have any wild-ass parties

while we're gone either.

You're an athlete.

You've got to take
taker care of your body.

- Yeah, I will.

Go ahead and go before
you miss your meeting.

It's just going to be
Joni and I and a few.

We're going to have a party tonight,

get a little get together
and go to Pogi's first.

- Remember, you treat them girls
like they're little ladies.

- Roger.

- Runner?

Give me some shells.

- I thought you had the shells.

- You thought?

I do the thinking, you stupid shit.

- Snake, look, it's a house.

I don't think anybody's at home.

Let's go check it out.
- Runner!

Fall in.

- Hey, hey, hey. What was
that, man, a high three?

Come on.

- Lay off, Jimmy, I'm not in the mood.

- Yeah?

That's what she said last night.

Man, you look like you
just lost your best friend.

Since that's supposed to be
me, I think we got to talk, eh?

- Go ahead and dance.

Go ahead.

Okay?

- You don't want to talk to me?

- Don't be a fool, all right?

Just don't start crying to me.

- Seriously, man, what's up with you?

- The same old football shit,
man. Scholarship, school,

everything.

It's all coming down on me at once.

- Dave, you're making me crazy

because of football stuff,

you know that?

You got what everybody else wants,

and you sit here bitching about it.

- Damn it, DB, just because
it's what everybody else wants,

that doesn't mean it's what I want.

I'm tired of this bullshit.

I'm tired of it.

- I know where you're coming from.

This is more crap about
your father, isn't it?

- Yeah, itis.

It is.

- So what now?

- He wants me to play for OU.

I don't want to play for OU.

I don't know if I want to play for OU.

And that damn scout keeps
following me around and pushing

the signing agreements.

I can't believe it.

- Hmm, that is where you fall,

young Skywalker.

Hmm.

- Seriously, it'll be all right.

- All right.

So did you sign yet?

- No, but I'm going to have to.

- You don't have to do
anything you don't want to.

- You try dealing with my father.

- Excuses, man.

Dave, you got to tell
your father how you feel,

and you've got to tell him now.

Tell him you want to start making

your own decisions in life.

Tell him you want to stop living for him

and start living for yourself.

But tell him now.

Now!
- I can't damn it!

- While you got the chance,
now, before it's too late.

I never had that chance with my mom.

Yeah.

That's wrong.

That's wrong.

I had the chance.

I just didn't take it.

But you, man, your dad is still around.

You can take it.

So make it right, you know?

- Yeah, I understand what
you're trying to say.

It's just not the same, DB.

You're the best, buddy.

- That's what she said.

- Ladies and
gentlemen, the nationally famous

Sweetheart Dancers.

- Son, I'm proud of you.

Four-year scholarship to Oklahoma.

- That's what you always wanted.

It's what you kept pushing me for, pops.

- Honey, you have
a good time this weekend.

- Looks like you're
going big time Oklahoma,

not state college like me.

- Come on, Mason. Little luck,
little timing, that's all.

- Yeah, lucky, right.

You deserved it.
- Yeah, he deserved it.

Now he's too good for all us
guys, but what else is new?

- Hang it up, Mason.

- Oklahoma is lucky to get David.

- Not half as lucky as I'm going to be.

- What was that?

- I heard.
- It's nothing.

- You see this little lady right here?

One of a kind.

And she's all mine.

- I'm not yours.

I don't belong to anybody.

- No, you don't, just a figure of speech.

Hey, I'm sorry.

- Sure.

- Look, I said I was sorry.

That's all you're going to
get out of me this time.

- Oh, you're
a silly little boy.

You know what I've got tonight?

Champagne.

- Oh, you do, huh?

- I want some champagne.

- Cut it out, Doug.

- "Cut it out, Doug."

I can't cut it out until I
want to get in her pants.

You're a horny bitch
and everybody knows it.

- See, Doug, all you ever
do is think about sex,

you know, it's disgusting.

Why don't you think about something

a little bit more rewarding.

- Like money.

- Hey, just because you're this big,

there's no reason to give me shit.

- Hey, gang, has anybody seen Joni?

- Not for a while.

Come on, let's you and me go, Doug.

- All right.

- Hey, uh, Chuck, you
lose something, buddy?

- That Dave's a real pain
in the ass sometimes.

- Talking about friends.

She's hanging all over him
like he's some kind of stud.

- Yeah, well, at least my girl isn't

a stuck up bitch like Brenda.

- You got your bitch hanging, buddy.

- Go to hell, Mason.

- What's with the dip?

- Who knows.

- So do you think David likes Joni?

- No.

- No?

- I know he likes her.

He told me.

I think Joni likes David.

- She's so shy.

It's hard to talk to her.

- Yeah.

Maybe there's just too
many people around him.

- Yeah, it could be.

You know, maybe just the
four of us should go out,

you know, without the pack.

- That sounds great.

I'd really like to see
it work out between them.

- Yeah.

- David's going through a lot right now.

He could use somebody like her.

- Yeah, I think it would
be good for her, too.

As a matter of fact, buster,

I think it would be good for
us to go out without the pack.

Yes?

- Really?

You would go out with me?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Jerk.

- Fallen cherub, to be weak...

You're smeared with
blood of human sacrifice

and parent's tears we go despite the drums

and timbrals loud,

the children's cries will go unheard.

- Snake.

- To do ill, our sole delight.

- The door, the door.

Yeah.

- Whoa!
- Ha hal

- My god, my back.

- Get take it off.

- Party time!

- Let's go!

Hang on, DB, let me switch the power on.

Shit.

- We've got power, Captain Kirk.

- Yeah, we've got power.

Okay, DB, let's get the
main rooms cleaned up,

but leave the front room
and dining room alone.

They're off limits, mom's orders.

- Roger.

- You want vino, Lisa?

- Yes, please.

- White okay?

- Uh-huh.

- Joni, is white okay?

- That's fine.

I'm not drinking, anyways.

- Hey, DB.
- Hey.

- Hey, DB.
- Hey, Chuck.

- I'm the party fix girl tonight.

- Nice threads, Chuck.

You slumming tonight?

- Yeah, well, I'm
surprised they let you in.

But good help is hard to find nowadays.

- Oh, you're a funny guy.

- Hey, where's the beer?

- This way.

All right.

- DB!

- Russell!

Dingleberry.

- Thought I might sit in with the band.

- Dingleberry!

There is no band.

- Yeah, well, I guess I'll just have

to dazzle them all by myself.

Because that is the way it is.

- Hi, Chris, having fun
at my party tonight?

- Well, I could be having a lot more.

- Come on, get serious.

- I am, David.

- Well, things are different now, okay?

I'm with Joni.

- You didn't used to mind
my hands on your body.

- I said they're different.

- Touchy, touchy.

What's the matter?

Forget to take your medicine?

- I'm going back to the party, okay?

- Russell, baby!
- God, Lisa!

God!

Hey, I thought the dog bark came stag.

- No, Dave's got him chained to the door

to scare prowlers away.

- Well, that'll work.

- Not anymore, because the
man with the plan is here.

- Oh, hey, good stuff, too.

- Wine.

- First, a toast.

- What?

- Me.

- Come on, Chris.

I've seen cows pass --

- Oh, come on, it was 27 to 46 last game.

He had 390 yards.

- Big deal.

The guy's incompetent.

- Oh, well, coming from someone who

said KC would win the Super Bowl,

I really value your opinion.

- Don't get her going, Mason.

She'll tear your apart.

- Yeah, if it was me calling the shots,

it would have been a different story.

- Oh, if they had you calling
the shots, they never would

have gotten out of pre-season.

- I'd be on the front of
every Wheaties box from here

to California.

- You'd be on the front
of every can of jock itch.

- I told you, Mason, she tore you apart.

- Whatever.

Yeah, give me another beer, Doug.

Anybody see where Brenda went?

- Hi, Brenda.

- David, I thought you were up here.

You haven't said one word to me all night.

I haven't even gotten to congratulate

you on your scholarship.

- Why don't you congratulate Mason on his?

- State College, big deal.

I want to congratulate a real man.

- Brenda, don't ever do that again, okay?

- David, it
never bothered you before.

- Ellis, the doctor's here.

- Um, I'm not really a doctor.

I'm the, um, the medic for the ski lift.

- Hey, Dave, have you seen Brenda?

What's going on here?
- Nothing.

- Hey, asshole, I said
what's going on here?

- Get your hands off of me.

- So you're kissing his
ass like everybody else is?

- Mason, I was just talking to him.

- Yeah, well, follow me in the bedroom.

I'll show you a real stud.

- Goon in, I'll be there in a minute.

- You sure?

- Of course I'm sure.

- I'll be waiting.

- Okay.

- Sorry. How about the knee?

- Ahh!

- Um, you don't mind if I...

this jacket's a little warm.

- No, sure.

Take it off.

- Thank you.

It's probably the fireplace.

Um, where else did it hurt?

Right up in here.

- Hmm, maybe the ribs.

Why don't you turn over and

I'll look at the inside.

Does it hurt?

- Sure.

- Well, let me see this.

- Honey, I'm really --

- Will you just quit talking about it?

- Thank you.

- Next time, I want one
of them little cherries.

- I'm going to call David.

- Damn it, he's fine.

He's a big boy now.

You got to quit following
him around babying him.

You plan on following him out
on the football field, too?

- Please answer.

- Sounds like you both had fun being

cheerleaders with the
pom poms and everything.

- I don't use pom poms.

She does.

I'm head cheerleader.

- That's right, Joni,
she's head cheerleader.

- So where'd you live
before you moved to Wichita?

- In a really nice place.

I'm going to go downstairs.

I'll see you later.

- Bye, Joni.

- A really nice place?

God, what a dickhead.

- Shut up, Chris.

God knows how hard it is to
make friends at our school.

- How did she ever get David?

- Mason?

Mason, you peckerwood.

- If I had my way, we'd just go over

there and turn that whole
place into a parking lot.

- Right, free enterprise backing itself

up all the way, huh, Chuck?

- Absolutely.
- Smile.

- Hey, how much do you want
for the negative, Brenda?

- I don't suppose any
of you have seen Mason?

- I saw him call Joni upstairs
about five minutes ago.

- You liar.

- Why would I lie?

- Ugh.

- Why would you lie?

- I have no idea.

Hey, douchebag.

DB, say, what do those
two see in each other?

- Sex, Russell.

- Sex?

- Uh-huh.

- Sex.

- Look it up.

It's in the dictionary.

- Speaking of sex, our
feature presentation,

Wendy Wows Wichita.

- Oh.
- No way.

- Asshole.

- Ha, she's going to do it again.

What moves.

Hey, Chris, when are you going
to learn tricks like that?

- Oh, Doug, we've seen this tape.

Can't we look at another one?

- Hey, where are the lemons?

- Lemons?

We don't need no stinking lemons.

- This is good stuff, man.
- Hey, hey, Joni.

You don't look like you're
having too much fun.

- Yeah, about as much
fun as shock therapy.

I was just kidding.

Joni! Come on, Lisa.

- Do you even know her?

- What do you mean, know her?

I just met her.

- Fine. Maybe she doesn't
know when you're joking.

Did you ever think of that?

- I'm sorry.

-Soam I.

It's just...she's been

taking major shit from all you
guys ever since she got here.

I'm going to go talk to her.

- Joni, Joni, wait up.

What's wrong?

Is it Russell?

- Let it go, all right?

It's nothing.

I just let things bother me.

- Yeah, well, if I can
help or something --

- Just forget it, okay?

- Something.

- Hey, DB, what's Joni
going up for in such a hurry?

- I don't know.

Hey, what do you know about her?

- What's to know?

She's cute, she's shy and I like her.

- No, I mean, she's really sensitive.

I mean, you should've
seen the way she took off

after one of Russell's jokes.

- Oh, what the hell.

Anybody would --

- No, this was different.

- Look, DB, I like her, okay?

So don't lay any bogus trips on her, okay?

- Yeah.

- All right.

- Hey, I'm just looking after my buddy.

That's all, okay?

- All right.

- I'm going to go get a beer.

- Go get a beer.

- David, you all right?

- Really, I'm just a little dizzy.

- The richest creature.

God and man...

may not only allow himself

to gaze upon the horrible
and the questionable,

but can also lend his hand

to the terrible deed.

He can indulge in the
luxury of destruction

and negation.

For in him,

evil and ugliness

are as allowable as in nature,

bursting,

creative,

rejuvenating.

- Snake, let's
get the fuck out of here.

- Try this, Runner.

You must look good for the party.

- What?

- Come on.

I've got an idea.

- Oh, God,
you scared me to death.

- Yo, Lisa, I was wondering if
you liked the end of my nose

very much.

- I love the end of your nose.

- I was wondering if you wouldn't

mind kissing me very much.

- Absolutely.

- Hey, you know, you're very,
very beautiful, you know that?

- Are you pleased, Runner?

- Are you?

- Careful of mirrors, Runner.

They're the playthings of men's vanities.

- Where's Davey boy?

- He went upstairs.

- Oh, hey, listen, Joni. You know that bit

about the shock treatment?

Ask anybody, I say things like
that to everybody. Really,

I do, you know.

What say you've forgiven...me.

- I'll get those.

- Oh, are you kidding?

Come on, show me where they go.

- What's the matter,

you forget to take your medicine?

- I'm tired of this bullshit.

Can't you see where I'm coming from?

- Yeah, I think so.

This is more crap about
your father, isn't it?

- Yeah, itis.

- Yeah.

So what now?

- He wants me to play with OU.

Because that's where he
went and that damn scout.

- Listen, honey, you
have fun this weekend,

but don't forget to take your medication.

I renewed your prescription this morning.

- So you survived your
first David Michaels party.

- Barely. Between Brenda's
digs and Chris's stares,

and Russell's big mouth,
I've had a real ball.

- Oh, don't be too hard on Russell.

You just have to learn how to take him.

He's really a good guy.

- I suppose the same goes
for Brenda and Chris?

- No, Brenda has no brains.

And Chris, she's insensitive,
Insecure, oversexed.

Once you realized that,
it's easy to ignore them.

- I'll try to remember that.

Why did you come tonight?

You're so different from them.

- Well, it's a party.

DB's here...well, and you. I knew

it wouldn't be a total loss.

- Thanks.

- Hey, Lisa,
you want to play pool?

- Go ahead.

Um, I'm not going to
clean all this up tonight.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, I'll be down in a minute.

- Okay.

Hey, wait for the pro, guys!

- Knock, knock.

- Hi there.

- Can l come in?

- Come on in.

- How's everything going down there?

They get everything set up all right?

- Yeah.

Lisa is really nice.

I'm glad she's here.

- What's the matter with you?

You okay?

- Yeah.

I'm just kind of nervous.

- What are you nervous for?

- I don't know, the party.

Your friends don't like me, David.

- What's this "your friends"?

They're our friends.

I'm tired of this, "your friends."

- How can they be our friends
when I don't even know them?

Brenda can't stand me.

- Oh, come on.
- And Chris is such a bitch.

- Joni, Brenda's jealous.

Brenda?

Just don't worry about her.

Leave it.

- I just don't think this
party is a very good idea.

- Joni, it's my party.

It's my rules, all right?

I invite who I want and
everybody knows that.

Everyone knows how special you are to me.

It's all that counts.

You worry too much.

Just be yourself.

You'll have a good time, I promise you.

- David, is this yours?

- What is it?

- You were only nine when you won this.

- Yeah, I know.
- I didn't even know

they had football teams
for nine year-olds.

- Yeah, well, to tell you
the truth, they didn't.

My dad thought it would be a good idea,

gave him a little early start.

They put the money up, got
a Little League started.

- Did you want to play at nine?

- Sure, dad wanted me to.

- But did you?

- I don't know.

Why not?

I was good.

It was fun.

Still is.

- You are good at it and I'm proud of you.

I'm proud you won the scholarship.

- Thanks.

So was dad.

Just what he wanted.

- Chris, be out in a couple of minutes.

> Come on and smile 2

> Come on and smile 2

- What the...?

Chris!

- You want to hit it right
on the five and hit it easy.

Okay.

Hey! Can we have some quiet here, eh?

- Sure, DB.

- Good shot.

- Oh, big trouble.

- Did you roll a bum
for this hat, Russell?

- No, I traded him for it.

I got this pipe, too.

Isn't it great?

- Perfect.

This is perfect.

Okay, now, hit it

right there on the yellow line.

Russell!

All right.
- Yeah.

- You got to face your father.

You got to tell him how you feel. Now.

Now!

- I can't!
- Now!

Before it's too late.

- David, are you in there?

Are you okay?

What's wrong?

- I don't know.

I guess I just must have drank too much.

- Are you going to be okay?

Can I get you something?

- No, I'm okay.

Just hold me.

- Yeah, rock me!

- All right.

- Oh, you poor baby.

You look like you lost --

- All your stock market holdings.

- Very funny, runt.

- Hey, Chuckie, what do you say we go out

and relax in the hot tub?

- Oh, that's a fucking
great idea...but not for me.

No, you guys just go
ahead. I have an awful rash

you get from hot tubs.

Go ahead.

Have fun.

- Looks like
time for more wine, hey?

- That's a good idea.

Go.

- Go?

Okay.

I think it's time for more wine.

Hey, Russell, you got a lighter?

- I got a flashlight, dingbat.

- Fire it up.

- Okay, Russell,
shine the light over here.

- Let's see what we've got.

How about a nice Beaujolais?

- Yeah, how about a
nice Ripple, Mad Dog 20/207?

- Hey, this says Chateau something.

- Ah, ah, ah, Dave says that's
his parents' good stuff.

If we touch it, we die.

Ah, this ought to do.

- Damn, I forgot to call.

Honey, you got Bob Fielding's number?

I lost his card.

- The address book's in my purse.

Oh, god.

- What?

- David's prescription.

- All right, calm down.

Just calm down.

You're always getting too excited.

Now, did he have any pills left?

- No, I don't think so.

No, he's out by now.

God, Roger, there's no answer.

- All right.

- What if he's hurt himself?

- All right.

Keep your quiet.

We'll go back home tonight.

- Oh, Chuckie, this wine
has gone right to my head.

- Here.

There's someone I want you to meet.

- Yeah?

- Dah, dah.

- Oh!

- Dah, dun, dun, dun, dun!

- Has anybody ever told you
that this duck looks kind

of like the tip of your nose?

- I want to talk to you about that.

- And another dead soldier.

- Hi.

- Hey, all right, the host
with the most returned.

Hey!

- Hey, darts, anyone?

- Why not?

- You want some wine, Dave?

- Come on, feel the peer pressure, Davey!

- Come on, come on, come
on, come on, come on.

- Dammit, Russell, why don't
you pay attention for once

in your life?

- Sorry, Davey, I was just going --

- Shut up.

- Easy, Dave.
- Shut up!

- David?

- Is there anyone I
haven't pissed off tonight?

- No.

- Dammit, Joni!

Just leave me alone!

- Chuckie, I'm thirsty.

- Yeah, well, I'm hungry.

- Chuck.

- But for food, really.

I'm going to go get something to eat.

I'll be right back.

- Go get me a beer, okay?

- Yeah.

- Oh, time for more wine, boys.

- Hey.

- Kill the beast.

Cut her throat and spill her blood.

Cut her throat.

Spill her blood.

Do her in.

Kill the beast.

Cut her throat.

Do her in.

- Hey, food, Russell?

Fancy a sandwich?

- Oh, so good of you to ask, DB.

- Hurry up with that wine, woman.

- You shouldn't oughtta killed her, Snake.

She was pretty.

- To be weak is miserable, Runner.

- Yeah.

Bam, bam, bom, da, da, da.

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Bal

Yeah.

Come on.

Come on.

That's disgusting.

- What's the problem, sir?

- It's my son, Officer.

My wife forgot to give him his medication

before we left the house.

We've got to get back.

He's liable to get violent without it.

- Follow me, I'll give you an escort.

- Thank you.

- Jack?

Jack, you're not funny.

- Russell, if this
another one of your jokes,

as usual, it's not that funny.

Russell, come on.

Come on, smell the sandwich, Russell?

Russell?

Oh, shit!

Russell.

Oh, shit.

- Lisa?

Lisa?

- Lisa?

Lisa?

Lisa, are you down here?

- Lisa?

It's no time for games.

Lisa?

Lisa?

Lisa?

Oh, god, please. Oh my god.

Lisa?

No, Lisa!

- Who are you?

You're dead.

- No!

No!

No!

No, you're crazy!

Get off of me!

Get off of me!

The knife!

Get off!

Oh, God.

Oh.

- It's all right, man.

Davey, I'm dying.

- We're almost home.

Please, God, let him be all right.

- I keep telling you, the boy's fine.

You've got to quit your crazy worrying.

- Everything's going to be okay.

Oh, God.

They killed DB.

- I know.

Wasn't it neat?

Did I surprise you?

I thought you might have guessed.

I did it for us.

- What?

- They wouldn't let us be together.

They were always trying to break us up.

I hated them for it.

- Hate who?

- My parents, who do you think?

They weren't nice to me, so
I cut them up into pieces.

They said I was crazy .

- Joni?

- I made them change their minds.

- Joni, you're crazy.

- I'm not crazy!

David, you're so stupid,
you poor little baby.

You don't understand anything.

I hated them, all of them.

They were jealous.

And they tried to break us up.

They made me feel like I was
crazy, like I didn't belong.

And I killed them, and now
maybe they'll leave me alone.

- No.

You killed them.

- So what?

You were one of them, David.

I saw you with them.

You were one of them.

You know I love you.

You shouldn't have done it, David.

- You're crazy.

- I believed you.

You shouldn't have done it.

I love you, David.

- You're crazy.

- Wait here, there might be trouble.

- What the hell?
- My baby!

- Drop the knife. Now.

Drop the knife, kid, or I'll shoot.

- I am so sorry.

Well, we had no idea he'd get that bad.

- We're just glad you
weren't hurt any worse.

We never expected --

- Well, and the excitement and everything,

and the thing with the police
officer was just too much.

- You're looking very well today.

That's quite an ordeal you
went through last night.

Police officer wants to
speak to you outside.

- What can I do for you?

- I'd like to fill you in.

We found the knife that
killed Snake Monroe.

Your son's fingerprints is on it.

There's not much doubt he did it.

Can you give us any idea what happened?

- Not really.

My son's been on medication

for severe hyperactivity
ever since he was a boy.

He's lost his temper a lot, but...

- I understand now.

- Sorry about your son.

I heard he was a great football player.

- Fucking bastard!

- Let's take her with us.

- The party. Your friends don't like me.

- Joni, they're our friends.

They're our friends, all of them.

- How can they be our friends
when I don't even know them?

- I want to congratulate a real man.

- Never do that again, okay?

- David.

It never bothered you before.

- Joni, wait up.

Hey, what's wrong?

Is it Russell?

- Let it go, all right?

It's nothing.

You just let things bother you.

- Well, if I can help or something --

- Just forget it, okay?

- What the...?

Chris?

- No, Lisa!

- Folks, wait here.

It might be dangerous.

- They made me feel like I was
crazy, like I didn't belong.

- They're better off.

Now, maybe they'll leave me alone.

- Drop the knife.

I don't want to shoot.