Father
You best slow that down, you gonna break the damn nib.
Raphael
Yeah, okay. Anything yet?
Father
Huh? Nope.
Junior
Your hole?
Father
Now, you be quiet now.
Raphael
Ever think you might not hit?
Father
Uh-uh.
Raphael
How long you been at it?
Father
Drilling?
Raphael
Yeah.
Father
Seven years, eight and a half months next Sunday tea-time. Soadie? You want a soadie-pop?
Raphael
All right.
Father
Faster, Junior, faster. Faster, Junior. He’ll break his damn neck.
Raphael
There you go.
Father
Oh, that’s pretty as a picture. You like yeller?
Raphael
Uh-uh.
Father
Junior likes red.
Raphael
Is that your Rita?
Father
Used to be. She ran off with a brush pusher.
Raphael
Do you miss her?
Father
Well, it’s been thirty years. You know, they say that time heals all wounds. But, yeah, sometimes I miss her… a lot. Fucking-A.
Raphael
What about Junior?
Father
He don’t remember nothing. He, er… You know, he didn’t never know her really. So, er, didn’t affect him too much. Say, did you hear about that big company, S J McCreed, gonna buy out the yard?
Raphael
Yeah.
Father
Damn bastards. They gonna try and push us all out of here. Bulldozers. They’ll just bulldoze our world away.
Junior
Holy moley.
Father
You forget about holy moley, and don’t be messing around with them cats either. They’re nasty. Do you hear me? Now, go on, get back to work. So what’re we gonna do about it?
Raphael
Don’t know. Thanks for the soadie-pop.
Bartender
Floosies. Bitches. Whores.
Customer
Whores! Whores!
Raphael
How long I been sleeping?
Rita
All afternoon.
Raphael
Jesus. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sleep all day.
Rita
You never do. You never do, Raphael. That’s enough, kids. Go inside and get ready for a bath.
Frankie
Aah!
Rita
Frankie, get out clean underwear for you and your sister. No complaining. Go in.
Frankie
Man, this is cruel. Why can’t she chill out?
Rita
Do you think you could watch them? I need to go and get some water.
Raphael
I’ll get it.
Rita
You gotta go farther upstream now. Otherwise it’s too dirty.
Larry
Chief, how you doing? You actually gonna drink that? No wonder you people’re on your last legs.
Raphael
What do you want?
Larry
Well, I ain’t exactly here on vacation. Mr McCarthy sent me out here to check on you, thought you might be getting… cold feet. My advice to you is… don’t.
Raphael
I’ll be there.
Larry
It’s my function to make sure you are.
Raphael
I said I’ll be there.
Larry
Well, that’s good. ‘Cos unless you plan on putting that pretty little Rita and kids of yours… on a plane to fucking Bora Bora. Not to mention, old gimp dad and, whoever else you may care about out here in this shit-hole. I’m gonna find ’em. Then I’m gonna kill ’em. And then I’m gonna fuck ’em. And then I’m gonna eat ’em. Come on Kercheese, one more little old scar ain’t gonna make a difference. See you in the movies, Tonto.
Rita
What, que, se pasa?
Raphael
You okay?
Rita
Yes, we’re okay. She doesn’t want to take a bath. Did you get the water?
Raphael
I dropped it.
Rita
(Talks native language) What are you doing? What are you doing?
Raphael
Nothing.
Rita
What do you mean, nothing?
Raphael
Nothing, nothing.
Rita
Raphael, what’s going on?
Raphael
Nothing, nothing, nothing.
Rita
(Talks native language). Que se pasa?
Raphael
Wake up, wake up.
Rita
What’s the… what’s the matter?
Raphael
Come on sweetheart. There you go.
Rita
Raphael?
Raphael
There you go. Come on.
Rita
Raphael, are you drunk?
Raphael
No, no. Get your shoes on. Come on. Come on.
Rita
What are you doing? You’re scaring the kids, Raphael.
Raphael
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry. Hurry, hurry, hurry. Close your eyes. Okay. Keep your eyes closed.
Rita
Here, put his on.
Raphael
Okay, now walk. Keep your eyes closed.
Marta
I wanna go back inside.
Raphael
Okay, okay, one second, honey. Here, watch your… okay. To your right. Keep walking. Okay.
Marta
Mom, I’m gonna fall down.
Rita
He’s helping us. He’s taking us.
Marta
Well, who is this?
Raphael
That’s your brother, honey, okay. Keep your eyes closed. One second. Stop. Stop. Keep your eyes closed. Don’t look.
Marta
I wanna go to sleep.
Rita
(Talks native language)
Raphael
Okay. Open your eyes.
Marta
Wow. Wow. So beautiful. Wow.
Rita
Frankie, Marta, go and play. Go play.
Marta
Come on, Frankie.
Raphael
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Rita
Where did you get the money for all this? Huh? What was it this time? Did you and Luis hit a liquor store? A Seven-Eleven? I hope this was a good one, Raphael. I hope… it was worth you going back inside, and never seeing me or the kids again.
Raphael
I didn’t rob nobody. You can think what you want, but I know the truth. I’ve been missing for a long time, I know. Everything’s gonna be different now, I promise.
Rita
We’ll see.
Raphael
I wanna provide… for my family.
Rita
I’ve known you for a long time. Before prison, before liquor. The kids didn’t get that from you, they only got tastes of you, between prison time and drinking binges. You want to provide for your family? You gotta love them first. Frankie was seven the last time you went in, and almost ten when you came out. Marta sleeps more than any child I have ever seen. She’s afraid to be awake. (Talks native language). I hope this money’s straight. I hope to God you’re doing the right thing.
Raphael
I know.
Marta
Frankie, watch this.
Raphael
Frankie? Honey, have you seen your brother?
Marta
Why?
Raphael
I just wanted to talk to him.
Marta
Why?
Raphael
Because.
Marta
Because why?
Raphael
Because, because.
Marta
Is he in trouble?
Raphael
No.
Marta
If I tell, will I be in trouble?
Raphael
No, honey.
Marta
You promise?
Raphael
I promise.
Marta
He’s hiding.
Raphael
Thanks, honey.
Child
Mom, Mom, look, come here quick.
Raphael
Frankie? Frankie?
Frankie
I can’t hear you unless you use the phone.
Raphael
Can you hear me now?
Frankie
Yeah.
Raphael
Can I come in?
Frankie
No.
Raphael
Just for a second?
Frankie
Okay.
Raphael
Hay. Come on, I want you to go somewhere with me.
Frankie
Where?
Raphael
Just into town to buy some things.
Frankie
Can I stay here?
Raphael
I kinda wanted you to go.
Frankie
Well, I kinda wanted to stay here.
