(IN THE MOOD PLAYING)
Hey, Sailor, wait up.
You're mine, baby.
I got something for you.
Marietta tells me you've been trying to fuck her in the toilets
-for the past ten minutes. -Oh, man...
You crazy fucking bad boy, trying to fuck your girl's mama.
Now, tell me, how would that cute little cunt Lula feel about that?
Uh-oh.
You know, Marietta just gave me this...
-Yeah? -...to kill you.
-And afterwards, she said, Lula's mine... -Sailor, he's got a knife!
Sailor!
No!
Sailor!
(PANTING)
(PHONE RINGING)
-Hello. -SAILOR: ls Lula there?
-Who is this? -Sailor Ripley.
Can I talk to Lula?
(CHUCKLES)
There's no way in hell that you're gonna talk to her.
lf you even think about seeing Lula, you're dead.
What?
You heard me. And don't you ever call here again.
(SIGHS)
Mama?
You know who that was.
And you know that you aren't,
and I mean are not gonna see him ever.
End of story.
Like hell.
Lula.
-Ripley! -Peanut!
Hey, baby!
Wow.
Baby, I got a surprise for you.
What... Hey, my snakeskin jacket!
Thanks, baby!
Did I ever tell you that this here jacket represents a symbol of my individuality
and my belief in personal freedom?
About 50,000 times.
I got us a room at the Cape Fear. And guess what.
Powermad's playing at the
-Hurricane. -Hurricane.
Stab it and steer.
(JAZZY MUSIC PLAYING SOFTLY)
Jeez, Louise, Sailor, baby, you are something else.
When I was 1 5,
my mama told me that pretty soon I'd be starting to think about sex,
and I should tell her before I did anything about it.
But, honey, I thought you told me your uncle Pooch raped you when you was 1 3.
That's true. Uncle Pooch wasn't really an uncle.
He was a business partner of my daddy's.
Mama never knew nothing about me and him,
that's for damn sure.
You know what? You're a pumpkin.
(SOBBING)
Mommy!
(SCREAMING)
Oh, my God, you sick...
-Get out! You son of a bitch! -Mommy.
Uncle Pooch died in a car crash three months later
while he was holidaying in Myrtle Beach.
They still got way too much traffic there for my taste.
Have you been noticing the buildup in traffic?
Here she goes again.
I'm sorry, Sailor, but that ozone layer is disappearing.
One of these mornings, the sun's gonna come up
and burn a hole clean through the planet like an electrical X-ray.
That ain't never will happen, honey. At least not in our lifetime.
By then, they'll be driving Buicks to the moon.
(WOMAN LAUGHING)
You okay, honey?
That woman's laugh creeps me out.
Sounds like something I heard before.
Sounded like the Wicked Witch.
Just sounded like an old gal having a good time to me.
You about ready to do some dancing?
Honey, I'm always ready to dance.
But I need my kiss first.
Just one.
(WOMAN LAUGHING)
I'm gonna hire me a hit man if you don't help me stop this thing.
I'm going to make a call to Marcello Santos.
Now, Marietta, I am gonna help you,
so don't be getting carried away.
You don't want to bring Santos and his bunch into this.
You're just jealous of him 'cause he's still sweet on me.
Have you been seeing him again?
Oh, my God.
I don't believe this.
Johnnie Farragut,
who doesn't even trust his very own Marietta.
(SCOFFS)
All right, I'm sorry, honey. I'm...
I just love you, and it just brings out that
ugly, jealous side. I hate it. God.
(GROWLS)
No tongue. My lipstick.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Sweetheart, I want you to stop worrying about me
and start worrying
about how to get Lula away from that murderer.
Honey, wait a minute, now.
-Sailor ain't no murderer. -(EXCLAIMS)
Now, now, listen to me. You gotta get off of that kick.
As far as I know, Sailor was completely clean
before he got involved with that event with Lula.
And even there, he was trying to protect her.
That crazy Bob Ray Lemon was coming at both of them with a knife, for God's sake.
He could've killed both of them. You ought to be thanking him.
I don't even know why I have to tell you all this, honey.
You was there, you saw the whole damn thing.
Didn't you?
(JAZZY MUSIC PLAYING)
(MARIETTA EXCLAIMING)
Sailor boy!
(LAUGHING DRUNKENLY)
How would you like to fuck Lula's mama?
No, ma'am. I sure don't.
Lula's mama would like to fuck you.
Come on.
Miss Fortune, I really think you need a cup of coffee. I really do.
Maybe I was there,
but I didn't see anything at all.
And all I know is, is that trash,
he killed a man with his bare hands,
hands that are probably all over my baby right now.
(CRYING)
Honey, come on, now. Settle down.
It's all right. Come on, now.
It's all right. Now, you listen to me. I want what's best for her, too, honey.
And I'm gonna do everything I can to bring her back home, all right?
Uh-huh.
Baby, quit bouncing. I got one more toe to do.
Let's go dancing, peanut.
I'm ready.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
But we better be careful,
'cause Mom's gonna have Johnnie Farragut on us
like a duck on a June bug.
And that Johnnie is one clever detective.
-You know how clever? -How clever?
He told me once he could find an honest man in Washington.
Wow.
Just one, two more moments and my toes will be dry.
You know, one thing puzzles my mind, sugar.
What's that?
You're 20 years old.
Ain't you ever curious why your mama's got this fixation on keeping us apart?
I'll tell you, Lula.
Well...
It's more than me killing Bob Ray Lemon.
Well, maybe my mama cares for me just a little too much.
Yeah, maybe.
I just want to kiss you goodbye.
'Cause you know too many things about Lula's mama.
What do you mean?
Johnnie told me
you used to be a driver for Marcello Santos.
So what?
So maybe one night you got too close to a fire.
So maybe you're gonna burn.
Besides, you're shit.
You think that I'd let my little girl
hang out with a piece of S-H-I-T like you?
Kid, you belong in one of these toilets.
You filthy piece of white trash.
You...
You're gonna have to kill me to keep me away from Lula.
Don't you worry about that.
And before I do, I'm gonna cut your balls off and feed them to you.
Gonna have to kill me.
I can arrange that.
It's a problem I don't think is gonna go away too soon, though.
Peanut, I'm thinking of breaking parole and taking you out to sunny California.
-Sailor! -Are you up for that?
I'd go to the far end of the world for you, baby.
You know I would.
Rocking good news.
Those toenails about dry yet, sweetheart?
We got some dancing to do.
(SLAUGHTER HOUSE PLAYING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Are you gonna provide me with an opportunity to prove my love to my girl?
Or are you gonna save yourself some trouble,
step up like a gentleman and apologize to her?
Don't fuck with me, man.
You look like a clown in that stupid jacket.
This is a snakeskin jacket.
And for me, it's a symbol of my individuality and my belief in personal freedom.
Asshole.
Come here.
Sailor, honey...
(EXCLAIMS IN PAIN)
I'm sorry to do this to you here in front of a crowd and all,
but I want you to get up and apologize to my girl.
I'm sorry.
Well, hell.
You just bumped up against the wrong girl, is all.
That's good.
Now, go get yourself a beer.
You fellas have a lot of the same power E had.
Y'all know this one?
(SINGING) Treat me like a fool
Treat me mean and cruel
But love me
Break my faithful heart
Tear it aII apart
But love me
Won't you love me?
Well, if you ever go
Darling, l'll be oh
So IoneIy
I'll be sad and blue
Crying over you
Dear onIy
(GIRLS SCREAMING)
I wouId beg and steaI
Beg and steaI
Just to feel
Your heart
I want your heart
Beating cIose to mine
So close to mine
WeII, if you ever go
Darling, I'II be oh
So lonely
Begging on my knees
AII I ask is pIease
Please love me
Oh, yeah
(CHEERING AND SCREAMING)
So sweet.
Sail...
How come you didn't sing me Love Me Tender?
You told me that was your favorite love song.
I told you I was only gonna sing Love Me Tenderto my wife.
Sailor, baby.
You ever think something
and hear a wind
and see the Wicked Witch of the East coming flying in?
I really did miss your mind while I was out at Pee Dee, baby.
The rest of you, too, of course,
but the way your head works is God's own private mystery.
What was it you was thinking?
Well, I was thinking about smoking, actually.
My mama smokes Merits now.
It used to be she smoked Viceroys.
I started stealing them from her about sixth grade.
When'd you start smoking, Sail?
(SIGHS)
I guess I started smoking when I was about four.
My mom was already dead then from lung cancer.
What brand did she smoke?
Marlboros, same as me.
I guess both my mama and my daddy died of smoke- or alcohol-related illness.
Geez, Sail, honey, I'm sorry.
It's okay, honey.
I didn't hardly used to see them, anyways.
I didn't have much parental guidance.
The public defender kept saying that at my parole hearing.
He was a good old boy. Stood by me.
I'd stand by you, Sail.
Through anything.
Hell, peanut,
you stuck by me after I planted Bob Ray Lemon.
A man can't ask for more than that.
You move me, Sail.
You really do.
You mark me the deepest.
You're perfect for me, too.
You remind me of my daddy, you know.
Mama told me he liked skinny women with breasts that stood up and said hello.
(LAUGHING)
He had a long nose, too, just like yours.
Did I ever tell you how my daddy died?
In a fire, as I recall.
Yeah.
Mama told me he poured kerosene all over himself
and lit a match.
That was a year before I met you.
(GROANS)
No, Marietta, I haven't found them yet.
Now, why don't you just try to take it easy?
Johnnie, I'm gonna stay right here
by this telephone until you find Lula,
and then I'm gonna come get her.
So you call me the second you get to New Orleans.
I will, honey.
PIease! Don't you Iet me down again.
-I'll miss you. -Get going!
-Okay. Bye. -Bye, honey.
Well, I guess you broke parole now.
You guess?
Baby, my parole was broke 200 miles back when we burned Portagee County.
I guess I'll send Mama a postcard from somewhere.
I don't want her to worry no more than necessary.
That's not why I called you here, Santos.
That don't smell like a Kool.
It ain't. It's part of the lessons of life.
Just tell me what you want.
Honey, you ain't gonna begin worrying now over what's bad for you.
I mean, here you are crossing state lines with an A-number-one certified murderer.
Manslaughterer, honey, not murderer. Don't exaggerate.
Okay. Manslaughterer, who just broke parole
and got nothing in mind but immoral purposes,
-as far as you're concerned. -Thank the Lord!
Well, you ain't let me down yet, Sail.
It's more than I can say for the rest of the world.
You please me, too, peanut.
You want me to shoot Sailor in the brains with a gun?
Yes.
In the forehead?
-Yes. -Wrong.
It's always better to blow a hole through the back of the head,
right through to the bridge of the nose.
Lots of irreparable brain damage.
See? I knew you had it under control.
You're a little slow, but you're beginning to get it.
Why didn't you send Johnnie Farragut?
Maybe I did.
Why don't you think of looking in New Orleans?
Lula can't stop talking about that town.
On one condition.
You give me permission to kill Johnnie Farragut.
Santos, please!
You're not telling me you're that sweet on him, are you?
What? No!
-Are you that sweet on him? -No, but I can't...
'Cause one day he is gonna find out what we are up to with Mr. Reindeer,
and he can cause us an awful lot of trouble.
I'll take your silence as a yes.
No! No! No, Santos.
-(SHUSHING) It's all right. -You cannot kill Johnnie, no!
-It's all right. -No, you're not gonna kill him!
-You're not gonna kill him. -No, no, no. No.
No. Not Johnnie.
You kill Sailor.
I am going to kill Sailor.
You can be certain of that.
(LIGHT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
Hello, there, Mr. Reindeer. This is Marcello Santos speaking.
Mr. Marcello Santos.
Hey, there! That was great shit you sent in last month.
I got a problem.
In fact, I got a couple of problems.
Got a couple of problems, huh?
For each problem,
drop a silver dollar through my mail slot.
With all particulars.
We'll work out il conto later.
Have a beautiful day.
We are.
(SINGING) Treat me like a fool
Treat me mean and cruel
Oh, yeah, but love me
Keep them white panties up, baby. We're in Jimmy Swaggart country now.
(LAUGHING)
MAN ON RADIO: (SINGING) Baby, pIease don't go
Baby, please don't go down to New Orleans
You know I Iove you so Baby, pIease don't go
You know what?
That little bitch Susie stole my comb.
Well, fuck her. I hate that.
-I know. -Stupid little shit.
(PHONE RINGING)
Phone's ringing.
(PHONE RINGING)
REINDEER: Juana.
A couple of silver dollars came my way today.
I'm sending one to you with a paper on the beneficiary.
As usual, you are completely free
to fulfill the obligation in any manner you so desire.
In fact, send Reggie and Dropshadow over here
for the siIver doIIar and the papers. Now.
JUANA: They are on their way.
Who's getting that second silver dollar?
REINDEER: (CHUCKLING) That's for me to know.
Yeah?
Thank you, Mr. Reindeer.
Have fun, darling.
(PHONE RINGING)
How are you doing, there, boy?
(EXCLAIMING)
(LAUGHING)
(LULA MOANING)
(EXCLAIMING LOUDLY)
(SIGHS)
Sometimes, Sail, when we're making love,
you just about take me right over that rainbow.
You are so aware of what goes on with me. I mean, you pay attention.
And I swear, baby, you got the sweetest cock.
It's like it's talking to me when you're inside, like it's got this little voice all its own.
And you get right on me.
You really are dangerously cute, baby. I gotta admit it.
Let's go out into the crazy world of New Orleans.
Go to Ronnie's and get a fried banana sandwich.
Okay. (LAUGHING)
That's just about the cutest thing I've ever seen.
Isn't it, though?
(PLAYING SWINGING JAZZ MUSIC)
(HIGH-PITCHED QUACK) Yeah.
(QUACKS) Yeah!
(QUACKING) Pigeons spread diseases
and mess up the place. You've seen that.
(QUACKS) Yeah!
(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR RADIO)
MAN: (SINGING) Babyʼ yourman done gone
WeII, your man done gone
Left the county farm
He had the shackles on Baby, pIease don't go
The big N-O.
Santos, I don't know.
Well, Santos, I'm having second thoughts.
Guess what?
There's no turning back, remember?
I'm in a killing mood.
Santos, look, I...
I saw your boyfriend on Bourbon Street.
I'm not sure.
Are you in New Orleans?
Did you run into Johnnie in New Orleans?
Crazy fucking bitch.
Johnnie.
-(GLASS CLINKS) -Ladies, what are you?
You're not just a pretty face with a fucking smile.
You're here to make Mr. Reindeer happy and to show him a good time.
Do not bring misfortune upon yourselves.
When I gave you the silver dollar,
I forgot to include the contents of this envelope.
They are to be returned.
Show it just before the deed.
(SLINKY JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
(SINGING) l fell foryouʼ baby
Like a bomb
Now my Iove's gone
Up in flames
I knew I had an important lesson to learn that day.
When she got aImost to the top step,
I stuck my hand between her Iegs from behind.
Baby, what a bad boy you are.
That's just what she said.
Man, I had a boner with a capital "O."
Anyway, I found her Iying in a room
fiIIed with assauIt weapons and Spankhouse magazines.
So I slid my hand between her legs again
and she closed her thighs on it.
You're exciting me, honey. Then what'd she do?
Well, her face was half-pushed into the pillow,
and I remember she looked back over her shoulder at me
and said, "I won't suck you. Don't ask me to suck you."
Poor baby. She doesn't know what she missed.
-What color hair she have? -Jet black.
But gentlemen prefer blondes.
Anyway, dig this.
She turns over, peels off them orange pants,
spreads her legs real wide and says to me...
Take a bite of peach.
(LAUGHING) Jesus, honey!
You more than sort of got what you come for.
Uh-oh.
Baby, you better run me back to the hotel.
You got me hotter than Georgia asphalt.
Say no more, but go easy on me, sweetheart.
Tomorrow we got a lot of driving to do.
"Hotter than Georgia asphalt."
(FAST-PACED MUSIC PLAYING)
(SINGING) Be bop a lulaʼ l don't mean maybe
Be bop a IuIa, she's my baby doII
My baby doII, my baby doII
Let's rock again, now
(CRYING OUT)
WeII, be bop a IuIa, she's my baby
Be bop a IuIa, I don't mean maybe
Be bop a IuIa, she's my baby
Be bop a IuIa, I don't mean maybe
Be bop a IuIa, she's my baby doII
My baby doII, my baby doII
Wouldn't it be fabulous if we someway stayed in love
for the rest of our lives?
You think of the weirdest damn things to say sometimes, peanut.
Ain't we been doing a pretty fairjob thus far?
You know exactly what I mean, sugar.
It'd make the future so simple and nice.
Well, I've done a few things in my life which I ain't too proud of.
But I'll tell you, from now on, I ain't gonna do nothing for no good reason.
All I know for sure is there's more than a few bad ideas
running around loose out there.
You know, there's something I ain't never told you about, Sailor.
And this here's a story with a lesson about bad ideas.
SAILOR: And what's that?
LULA: WeII, my cousin DeII was aIways fighting bad ideas.
See, Dell loved Christmas.
We used to caII him JingIe DeII.
He wanted Christmas to last all year long.
He sure would scream out when his mama told him it was summertime
and Christmas was six months off.
(DELL SCREAMING)
And also
he would say that he felt those men with black rubber gloves
was following him around.
DeII said that trust and the spirit of Christmas was destroyed by ideas
being controIIed by aIiens wearing bIack gIoves.
These aIiens wouId get DeII to do aII kinds of things.
Then he'd carry on about the weather,
talk about how rainfall's controlled by aliens living on Earth.
Aunt Rootie told Dell that one day he wouId reaIize
that the aIien wearing the bIack gIoves was him and him alone.
(SCREAMING)
Well, it sounds like old Dell was more than just a little bit confused, peanut.
Well, Dell was learning a hard lesson.
It got so he'd stay up aII night making sandwiches.
AUNT ROOTIE: Dell, what are you doing?
DELL: I'm making my lunch!
Mama told me Aunt Rootie, that's Dell's mama,
found cockroaches in Dell's underwear.
One time, she found Dell putting one big cockroach right on his anus.
Hell, peanut.
LULA: It ain't so funny now, though.
DeII disappeared.
Nobody's seen him since.
It's too bad he couldn't
visit that old Wizard Of Oz
and get some good advice.
Too bad we all can't, baby.
(GROWLING)
(MIMICS BARKING)
Hello?
MARIETTA: You're there.
You're there, Johnnie.
Marietta? What's wrong, honey?
Johnnie.
Sweetheart, well, I'm gonna teII you... Listen, honey, Iisten.
I want you to know something, sweetheart.
I've done something so bad.
-Real bad. -What?
I'm not gonna teII you on the teIephone, no.
I'm gonna come to New Orleans tomorrow and I'm gonna tell you in person, okay?
Marietta, don't you do that to me, honey.
Now, you'd freak out if I did something like that to you.
What is it?
No. I'm not gonna tell you on the phone, okay?
But, honey, I gotta leave right now and get on their trail.
The kids have been here.
They checked out of the HoteI BraziI this morning.
No! Honey, stay right there. Don't go anywhere.
I'm coming in on Piedmont tomorrow on the 7:00 flight.
Johnnie, you and I are going after LuIa together.
All right, honey, if that's what you want.
But I'm against it.
7:00, tomorrow evening.
And, sugar,
we're gonna go have dinner at our favorite French restaurant.
Okay? You fix it up. Okay, bye, now.
I Iove you.
Marietta?
(GROANING)
(RETCHING)
(GROANING)
(SOBBING)
Oh, God.
(CLASSIC JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
How much we got left, baby?
Under 1 00.
LULA: You want me to drive for a stretch so you get a chance to rest?
Yeah, that'd be good, Lula.
DJ ON RADIO: Come on in there, San Antonio, Texas.
What's on your aImost perfect mind this evening?
WOMAN: I just had tripIe-bypass open-heart surgery,
and I want you to know it's peopIe Iike you that made me want to...
Jesus. How can anybody listen to this crap?
(UNDECIPHERABLE CHATTERING ON RADIO)
MAN 1 ON RADIO: ...for her recent divorce,
shot and killed her three chiIdren aged seven...
Shot right between...
MAN 2 ON RADIO: A IocaI judge praised defendant John Roy
but was dismayed to Iearn that Roy had had sex with the corpse.
-What? -Roy's Iawyer was quoted as saying...
MAN 3 ON RADIO: The state authoritiesʼ last October, released 500 turtles
into the Ganges to try and reduce human poIIution
and now pIan to put in the crocodiIes to devour floating corpses...
Holy shit!
It's Night of the Living fucking Dead!
(RADIO STOPS)
What's that, peanut?
I can't take no more of this radio.
I never heard so much shit in all my life.
Sailor Ripley, you get me some music on that radio this instant!
I mean it!
WOMAN ON RADIO: ...was victim of a sexual assault...
MAN 4: ...mutiIated, raped...
(SLAUGHTER HOUSE PLAYING)
Powermad!
(BOTH HOWLING AND SCREAMING)
(PLAYING IM ABENDROT)
Johnnie, I can't. I can't tell you now, honey. Listen.
Is there any way,
any way that we could get out on the road tonight?
Honey, something was upsetting you bad last night when you called.
And you wanted to tell me.
So I figured if you wanted to tell me, that you wanted me to help you.
I did.
I did. But that was last night.
Right now, I need your help,
and we have to find Lula before it's too late.
Honey, I have to ask you something.
Okay.
Is Santos involved in this in any way?
Hell, no.
You think that I would do something like that
without coming to talk to you first?
I'm sorry, honey.
Goddamn Pucinski, son of a bitch.
-Who, Uncle Pooch? -Yeah, Uncle Pooch.
The son of a bitch that introduced Santos to you and Clyde.
Johnnie, that's all the past.
Right now, what you and I have to do,
we have to think about our future, sugar.
Do you mean that?
You bet your sweet ass I do.
Gosh.
Did I tell you how great it was to see you again?
Just about five times, that's all.
(WHISPERING) God, Johnnie. I love you.
(WHISPERING) I love you, too.
Johnnie, let's get our backsides out of this town and go get my Lula.
Okay.
What's troubling you, sugar?
You know, Lula,
I never told you what all I was doing before I met you.
Well, I just figured you was out being Mr. Cool.
Not exactly, sugar.
One reason we're in all the trouble we're in right now
is 'cause of what I was doing.
I tried to tell you this before.
You're scaring me, baby.
Well, there's a good side as well as a bad side to it.
And the good side is I knew your daddy and I thought Clyde was a good old guy.
-You knew my daddy? -Yes, I did.
I sure did.
The bad side of it is I did some driving for a man named Marcello Santos.
Shit.
I quit working for him, but just before I did, I ended up one night at a house.
I didn't know it then, but it was your house.
I don't know what it is they all think I saw that night,
but I was just sitting out in the car till the whole place went up in flames.
Oh, God, Sailor. That's the night my sweet daddy died.
I know, sugar.
LULA: Daddy?
That's some big secret you been carrying, Sail.
We all got a secret side, baby.
Hope you don't think I've been lying to you about other things.
Lula, are you there?
Yeah, I'm here.
Are you upset with me?
It's just shocking sometimes
when things aren't the way you thought they were.
Well, we're really out in the middle of it now, ain't we?
I'm gonna pack real fast,
and then I'm gonna meet you downstairs.
Oh, my God, what we could've done in that king-size bed tonight.
Don't you worry, honey. I'm gonna make up for it.
All right.
-See you in just a minute. -Okay.
Marietta?
(HUMMING)
(GRUNTS)
What's that?
I don't know. It looks like clothes.
(LULA GASPS)
Oh, God, Sailor.
One bad car accident.
Sailor!
What are we gonna do?
I don't know, honey, but we gotta help that girl.
Get her to a town and hope no one catches on I broke parole.
LULA: I got a bobby pin.
There's a bobby pin.
I can't find it. My mother's gonna kill me. It's got...
It's got all my cards in it, and it was in my pocket,
and now my pocket's gone.
You gotta help me find it. My mother's gonna kill me.
It's got all my cards in it, and it was in my pocket.
It was... It was in my pocket.
My purse is gone!
My purse is gone! Now she tells me!
Now she fucking tells me!
SAILOR: Let's get a hold of her quick. LULA: You think she's gonna make it?
Don't know, but she's gonna bleed all over our car,
SAILOR: I'll tell you that. Hey!
Hello. Girl!
You gotta come with us, honey.
Leave me alone!
Robert!
Shit.
Got this damn sticky stuff in my hair.
Got this sticky stuff in my hair.
You better come with us, honey.
-Come on. -I gotta find my wallet.
Don't say one word of this to my mother, please. Please.
God, she's gonna kill me.
You can't worry about that. You got...
Oh, God!
Where's my hairbrush?
God, she's dying right in front of us, Sailor.
Get my lipstick.
It's in my purse.
She died right in front of us, Sailor.
Why'd she have to go and do that, Sailor?
Let's get out of here, honey.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
(CRYING) Oh, God!
Come on.
LULA: (SOBBING) Oh, God!
I don't understand this, not just one tiny bit.
See, he told me to come down here to wait for him in that lobby there,
that he'd meet me in the lobby.
And what I feel is just that something terrible (CRYING) has happened to him.
Well, perhaps we should call a local law enforcement officer.
No! No, please. Please, please, no.
See, the last thing I need is some damn policeman
just moving the hell and a-going around here,
and I just can't...
No, no. Please, no.
I'm sorry. I must have overlooked this.
I'm truly sorry, madam.
What?
Could you... Could...
"Gone fishing with a friend.
"And maybe buffalo hunting, too."
Buffalo hunting?
"I've gone buffalo hunting"?
What the fuck does that mean? Buffalo hunting.
I'm sure I wouldn't know. I mean...
Oh, my God.
He's afraid.
He's done it again!
The fucker split!
"I made a commitment."
Marietta.
Santos!
Gentlemen, I'd like to take this opportunity to ask you,
please, clear out.
How rude!
-Me, too? -Yeah, you, too.
What'd you do to Johnnie? Where's Johnnie?
I want to know what's happening here!
-Hey... -Would you tell me what's happening?
Santos, you tell me what's happening here.
You been crying?
You gotta cut out this crybaby stuff, you know.
You're my girl now.
And Santos... Santos...
Santos wants to wipe away the tears.
Make you happy. Hey.
(SOBBING) I want you to tell me something.
I want you to tell me, did you do anything to Johnnie?
Did you hurt him? I want to know.
I did not do anything to Johnnie Farragut.
You swear? On your mother?
I swear. On my mother.
Oh, God. Oh, God.
Now, come on, we got to go.
I got word.
Kids are moving through Texas,
and I think a happy ending is being arranged there.
That's it. Give me a smile.
Santos. Santos...
You're the only one
that always came through for me.
(SHRIEKING)
I smell your shit now, Johnnie.
Give us one more kiss, Reggie!
Fuck me!
Fuck me.
Fuck me!
(MAN GROANING)
We hunt buffalo now.
Can't wait no more.
Remember the number
ten.
MAN: I can't stop her, Johnnie.
But I'm gonna be standing right behind you
with this big old gun here.
It's a Marine issue.
(MAN LAUGHING)
I go out now.
-Reggie! -Yeah.
Show him now.
Johnnie.
I forget to show you this.
JOHNNIE: Santos?
Oh, God, Marietta, honey.
(GUN COCKING)
-One. -Bye, now.
Two.
Three. Four.
Getting too fucking hot now, Reggie.
Five.
Feeling myself.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
Fuck me now, Reggie!
Ten.
LULA: Why in the hell do you want to come to Big Tuna, Sail?
Well, I know it ain't exactly Emerald City.
It ain't as bad as the weather, though.
It's an awful long way off that road to California.
Why in the hell do you want to come here, baby?
Well! Look at this.
So, what do you want, Mr. Snakeskin?
I was hoping you could tell me if there's a contract out on me.
I really need to know.
-By who? -Santos.
Or Marietta Fortune.
I heard you were going with that bitch's daughter.
You heard right.
You are one big, stupid asshole.
Don't you know that her mommy and Santos killed her daddy?
So maybe one night you got too close to a fire.
So maybe you're gonna burn.
-I didn't see nothing. -Sure. I did.
Santos.
(LAUGHING)
SAILOR: Is there a contract?
We had a deal once. We'd tip each other off if we ever heard.
I know.
I remember.
Well?
I heard of nothing.
Thanks.
Sail, honey, is that you?
The one and only.
Did you get that oil, baby?
Yes, sirree.
I met a guy named Red, owns a garage.
What's that smell?
I barfed.
Tried to make it to the bathroom. Turned out to be the wrong door, anyways.
I think all this driving's upsetting me, baby.
Do you think we could stay and rest here a couple of days?
Are you carsick, sweetheart?
A little. I guess.
Sail, honey.
I hope seeing that girl die didn't jinx us.
I got this for you.
It has 40 different flavors.
One for pretty near every reason I love you.
Sail, I'm gonna save this.
But if I ever eat it,
I'll be thinking of you.
"Robert Brenton and two passengers,
"William Reese and Julie Day, were killed
"when his car went off the road on Highway 1 1 8."
Robert Brenton, that dumb fuck! That stupid shit!
That fucking Bob was so fucking dumb, he deserved to die!
That asshole!
BUDDY: Hey, Timmy, what's going on over there in number four
where all them bright lights are all the time?
Them are making a pornographic movie.
Texas style. You wanna join in?
(MEN LAUGHING)
One thing about surviving in Big Tuna, you got to have an active sense of humor.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
-How you doing? -Hey, Rex.
This here is Bose Spool.
We call him 00 Spool.
Man there's a rocket scientist.
My dog barks some.
Mentally, you picture my dog.
But I have not told you
the type of dog which I have.
Perhaps you might even picture Toto from The Wizard of Oz.
But I can tell you
my dog is always with me.
(BARKS)
(SHRIEKING AND GIGGLING)
Hey, everybody.
-Bobby. -Hey, Bobby.
Hey, Sailor, Lula, this here is the man himself.
Bobby, this is Sailor and Lula, the two most recent strandees,
economic variety.
Bobby Peru. Just like the country.
MAN: Bobby just rolled into town a couple days ago.
BUDDY: Yeah, Bobby here is the most exciting item to hit Big Tuna
since the '86 cyclone sheared the roof off the high school.
You from Texas, Mr. Peru?
I'm from all over.
I see you was in the Marines.
Four years.
Bobby was at Cao Bang.
What's Cao Bang?
How old are you?
Twenty.
BUDDY: Whole lot of women, kids, and old people died at Cao Bang.
You was on a ship, partner.
Pretty hard to make contact with the people
when you're out floating in the fucking Gulf of Tonkin.
Come on, Bobby. Have yourself another glass of Jack. Okay?
Don't mind if I fucking do.
Speaking of Jack,
One-eyed Jack's yearning to go a-peeping in a seafood store.
(MEN LAUGHING)
All right.
Nice meeting you.
-Adiós, boys. -See you, Bobby.
SPARKY: Bobby's got a way.
Can't shake that institution odor.
Baby, I still ain't feeling so well.
I'm going to bed. Will you come with me?
Yeah. I'll come along.
Well, good night.
-Good night. -Night.
(LAUGHING)
Lordy, what was that all about?
I don't know.
(WINDOW SLAMS SHUT)
(SOBBING)
Man, that barf smell don't fade fast.
Is there anything I can do for you?
I don't think so, Sail.
I just need to lie down.
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
(GASPING)
Sail, you know what?
I know you ain't particularly pleased being here.
Not that.
I'm gonna write it down,
'cause I can't say it.
You can't say it?
I can't say this. Not out loud.
Oh, God.
It's okay by me, peanut.
Well, nothing personal,
but I ain't so sure it's okay by me.
Really, Sail, it ain't nothing against you, baby.
I love you.
I love you, too.
I know.
I'm just sort of uncomfortable about how things has been going.
Seems we sort of broke down along that yellow brick road,
and this don't help soothe me.
Honey, I promise I ain't gonna let things get no worse.
Not in a million years.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Yeah.
Hey, pretty woman.
Is Sailor here?
He's changing the oil out in our car.
Man, I got to take a piss bad. Can I use your head?
Yeah, I guess.
I don't mean your head-head.
I'm not gonna piss on your head, your hair and all.
Just gonna piss in the toilet.
Y'all take a listen.
You'll hear a deep sound coming down from Bobby Peru.
You got the smell in this room of puke.
You been puking, little girl?
Huh?
You sick?
Pregnant?
You used the toilet, now you can go.
It ain't none of your business what I do around here, that's for sure.
You know, I sure do like a woman with nice tits like yours,
who talks tough and looks like she can fuck like a bunny.
Can you fuck like that, huh?
You like it like a bunny?
'Cause if you do, baby,
I'll fuck you good.
Like a big old jackrabbit bunny, jump all around that hole.
Bobby Peru don't come up for air.
Get out.
Am I scaring you?
Your pussy wet?
Is it wet?
Don't jump back so slow.
I thought you was a bunny. Bunny jump fast.
You jump back slow.
Means something, don't it?
It means something to me.
It means you want Bobby Peru.
You want Bobby Peru to fuck you hard, baby,
open you like a Christmas present.
You want me to do it? Just a simple yes or no.
Just feel me breathing on you.
And you know I mean business when it comes to fucking.
Get out!
Bobby Peru grab you,
hold you tight,
feel everything inside you. Be quiet.
Say "Fuck me." And I'll leave.
-No way. Get out! -Say it!
I'll tear your fucking heart out, girl!
(PANTING)
Say "Fuck me."
Say "Fuck me" and then I'll leave.
Say "Fuck me." Whisper it.
Say it.
Say "Fuck me."
Whisper it. "Fuck me."
(WHISPERING) "Fuck me."
Say it. "Fuck me."
"Fuck me."
(WHISPERS) Fuck me.
Someday, honey, I will. But I gotta get going.
Sing. Don't cry.
Sail.
(SOBBING)
SAILOR: Hey, Bobby.
Need a hand?
No thanks, Bobby. About done.
How about a beer?
Beer...
Well...
Yeah, Bobby, that'd be fine.
Where's that pretty little lady of yours today?
She's up in our room resting. Hasn't been feeling well lately.
Sorry to hear it.
(LULA CRYING)
Sailor.
(PLAYING SOFT MUSIC)
I've been studying a situation over in Lobo.
Take two men to handle it.
What's that?
Feed store keeps up to 5K in their safe.
Need me a good boy for backup. Even split.
You interested?
No, man.
(SIGHS)
I don't think so.
Be easy, Sailor.
There's two employees, I take them in the back to open the safe,
and you just keep the door covered.
You ain't planning on raising a family in the Big Tuna, are you?
Wait a minute.
What do... What do you mean by "family"?
Well, I mean, like Lula
being in the family way and all.
Lula tell you that she's pregnant?
Couple of grand or two sure would give you two a leg up,
get you out to the West Coast, Mexico,
just about anyplace with a couple of dollars in yourjeans.
I got it figured good, Sailor.
When did you talk to Lula?
I talked to her this afternoon.
When you was out.
Did she really... Did she really say she was pregnant?
(CHUCKLING) I just took a guess, that's all.
You in or out on this deal?
I ain't fucking sure, Bobby.
Don't take too long to think about it.
Had enough?
I have now.
Come on. Come on, let's go outside.
I got something to show you.
Right here is a double-barrel sawed-off Ithaca shotgun.
Next to it we got a cold Smith & Wesson
.38 handgun with a four-inch barrel.
Those'll do her.
Really loosen up that five grand.
Two and a half for you and the little lady.
How much money you got between the two of you?
Forty bucks.
This is easy money, partner.
Ain't nobody gonna get hurt in this thing.
And I don't think you can afford to pass it up.
I'll be bringing the Eldo round the back of the motel
at 1 0:00 in the morning.
ReaIIy couId set you and that IittIe Iady up good.
Yeah.
Yeah, I guess so.
That kind of money...
Get us a long way down that yeIIow brick road.
But God damn it, Bobby, this better go reaI smooth.
You understand me?
Like taking candy from a fucking baby.
Here comes Sailor.
You been drinking, huh?
A few beers, is all.
Feeling any better?
Can't tell yet.
That smell's still filling this room good.
So where'd you say you was?
I went with Bobby.
Sail.
Mmm-hmm?
Let's leave here.
We're going to, peanut.
Real soon.
You up to something with Bobby Peru, Sailor?
What could I be up to, Lula?
That Bobby Peru's a black angel, Sail.
You hook up with him, and you'll regret it.
If you live to.
Thanks, darling.
I know you got my best interests in mind.
I appreciate it sincerely.
I love you, but I got to get some sleep now.
This whole world's wild at heart and weird on top.
(CRYING) I wish you'd sing me Love Me Tender.
I wish I was somewhere over the rainbow.
It's just shit!
Shit, shit, shit!
(SCREAMING)
The whole gang, huh?
PERDITA: Yup.
You know, you look a whole lot better in the flesh.
The cobra's ready to strike, chica.
You know that guy, Sailor?
He came by the other afternoon.
He wanted to know if there was a contract on him.
No shit?
-You know him? -I used to.
-What'd you say? -No, of course.
That's right.
Could have a bad accident, though.
Before, during, or after a holdup.
What am I doing here?
Sailor, what are you doing here, man?
I can't do this.
Climb in back.
What the hell is she doing here, man?
She's my girl. She's driving.
That bother you?
Come on, jump in. You owe me one.
BOBBY: Come on, Mr. Big Round Balls.
Let's go and make us some easy money.
Yeah.
They say the eagle flies on Friday.
(RADIO VOLUME INCREASES)
(IM ABENDROT PLAYING)
Get that mask on!
Keep it revving, chiquita. We'll be right back.
SAILOR: Nobody's gonna get hurt. Remember that.
That's right, partner.
All right!
Morning, farmboys. In the back.
Get in the back, now! Both of you!
(SCREAMING)
Anyone comes in, herd them back here quick.
All right! All right, now, boys. Let's make this nice and easy.
Come on, come on!
Keep your hands up high. Keep your hands up high.
Are you waiting for somebody, miss?
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
He's in the feed store picking up some supplies.
-Uh-huh? -Mmm-hmm.
Well, you best be watching that cigarette, ma'am.
It's just about to burn down between your fingers.
Graciasʼ Officer.
I haven't seen you before. You from here in Lobo?
No.
BOBBY: Over there, now!
-Big Tuna, huh? -Mmm-hmm.
-Well, that's quite a little drive, isn't it? -Yup.
Let's go!
Say cheese.
Bobby!
Stay put. Don't move.
Cool it, man!
You're next, fucker.
(GUN CLICKING)
Those are dummies, dummy.
Okay.
Why don't you step up here, hot shot?
I'll slap that smile right off your face.
(LAUGHING)
Okay.
Stop, you sons of bitches!
This is the police! Hold it, or I'll shoot!
For Christ's sakes.
(GROANS)
That poor bastard.
Hey! Put your hands behind your head, cowboy.
(CRYING) Lula, I really let you down this time.
Peanut!
MAN 1 : Look for the damn thing!
You gotta get that thing sewed back on.
They sew them things back on. Works good as new.
I can't find it. Where is the damn thing?
MAN 2: It's gotta be in here somewhere.
Sailor!
(EXHALES)
(MAN WHISTLES)
Pardon me, I'm looking for 770378.
Sailor, baby.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God. My baby.
Sweetest one.
Sweetheart.
Mommy's gonna take you home. You're gonna go home.
Santos is gonna help us.
He's gonna take us to the airport in San Antonio.
It's okay, baby.
-LULA: No. -Yes.
Come. We're gonna go. Yes, okay.
-Mama? -Yes.
Sailor is in deep trouble here. I can't just leave him.
Yes, you can!
Yes, you can.
Yes. Yes.
Your mama was real worried about you, honey.
Me, too.
Can you give your old friend Santos a hug?
(LULA HOWLING)
Oh, my God.
(SOBBING)
LULA: Dearest Sailor, darling,
the first thing you'II want to know is I'm keeping the baby.
Mama wasn't for it in the beginning, but I think she's Iooking forward to it.
I'm gonna name it Pace, no matter if it's a boy or a girl.
It's kind of hard to believe that Pace wiII be six years oId when you get out.
Our child.
I love you, Sailor.
I miss dancing and taIking.
And especiaIIy the other.
What time does Sailor's train get in?
6:00.
-Lula. -Hmm?
If I asked you not to go?
It wouldn't make any difference.
Girl! What if I told you not to go?
Mama, if you get in the way of me and Sailor's happiness,
I'll fucking pull your arms out by the roots!
(PHONE BUZZING)
No!
(CAR HORNS HONKING)
-Shit! -Mama! You almost crashed us!
An accident, baby.
Hide.
Oh, no! Oh, man!
Hey, man! Same fucking thing happened to me last year.
(EXCLAIMS)
Lula.
Sailor.
You must be my son.
Shake hands with your daddy, Pace.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Pace. I read a lot about you.
You hungry?
Lead the way.
No!
No! No! No!
What's wrong, Mama?
Don't worry, son. Just stay here.
(CRYING SOFTLY) I'm sorry, Sailor. I just can't help it.
If you just give me one little minute, I'll quit.
The boy's frightened, Lula.
This ain't no good.
Really, Sail, I'll be okay.
It's a mistake, honey. You two go on.
I'll walk back to the depot.
What are you talking about? That's your son in there.
He ain't never known me, Lula, so there's not much for him to forget.
And not seeing each other for six years makes it next best to simple for us, too.
How can you say this, Sail?
It's what makes sense, is all.
Hell, baby.
Please don't do this, Sail.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
If ever something don't feel right to you,
remember what Pancho said to the Cisco Kid.
"Let's went, before we're dancing at the end of a rope without music."
(SIGHS)
No.
You've been doing fine without me, peanut.
There's no need to make life tougher than it has to be.
Sailor.
Sailor, come back!
Sailor!
(MARIETTA SOBBING)
What do you faggots want?
(GRUNTING)
Sailor.
Sailor?
The Good Witch.
Sailor Ripley, Lula loves you.
But I'm a robber and a manslaughterer.
And I haven't had any parental guidance.
She's forgiven you all these things.
You love her.
Don't be afraid, Sailor.
But I'm wild at heart.
If you're truly wild at heart,
you'll fight for your dreams.
Don't turn away from love, Sailor.
Don't turn away from love.
Had enough, asshole?
Yes, I have.
And I want to apologize to you gentlemen for referring to you as homosexuals.
I also want to thank you fellas.
You've taught me a valuable lesson in life.
Lula!
(SOBBING)
MARIETTA: Lula!
Lula!
Sailor!
Lula.
Baby. Baby!
Sailor.
I just met the Good Witch.
(SINGING) Love me tender
Sailor!
Love me sweet
Never Iet me go
You have made my Iife compIete
And I Iove you so
Love me tender
Love me true
AII my dreams fuIfiII
For, my darling, I Iove you
And I aIways wiII
Love me tender
Love me Iong
Take me to your heart
For it's there that I beIong
And we'II never part
Love me tender
Love me true
AII my dreams fuIfiII
For, my darling, I Iove you
And I aIways wiII
Love me tender
Love me dear
TeII me you are mine
I'II be yours through aII the years
Till the end of time
Love me tender
Love me true
AII my dreams fuIfiII
For, my darling, I Iove you
And I aIways wiII