last 10 minutes of the film "SubUrbia"
directed by Richard Linklater
The limo pulls off and it passes Tim who just entered the parking
lot.
BUFF
(to Tim)
Hey, man.
TIM
Hey.
Tim walks over to Jeff and cracks open a new beer.
JEFF
They let you out?
TIM
Yeah, of course they let me out. Chickenshits. I gotta pay some
class C misdemeanor ticket. So did I call it or did I call it?
She spent the night, didn't she? Hm? Oh, that sucks for you, pal.
Oh, shit.
JEFF
You lied to me.
TIM
You want to know what your problem is, Jeff? You want to believe
so bad, you'll buy anything. It's true. Look at you. You're
gullible and you're gutless.
JEFF
No, no. That's not the way it is at all. No, I stayed up all
night trying to figure out how to protect my best friend. Wait,
yeah, no, I was trying to come up with some lie so that you
wouldn't have to go to jail for the rest of your life.
TIM
Wow. You did that for me?
JEFF
Yes.
TIM
Well, you know, all I can say is, you're a fucking fool.
JEFF
Why? Because I give a shit?
TIM
Oh, shit.
JEFF
Because I care, I'm a fucking fool?
TIM
Oh, Jeff, give me a break. You didn't even have the guts to go
look in the van, did you?
JEFF
Oh no, no. You know what? Fuck that. No, you lied to me. You lied
to me because you're gutless. You're a gutless, drunken looser.
TIM
I'm a loser. And I'm drunk. But I'm not gutless.
JEFF
You know, and what are you doing here in the first place, man?
He's just gonna call the cops again.
TIM
Good, good. I, I hope he does.
JEFF
The sun hasn't even come up yet and you're drinking.
TIM
Hey, you saw that brown bitch point a gun at me last night, man.
Did you think she was gonna use it?
JEFF
I don't know.
TIM
You don't know?
JEFF
No.
TIM
Come on. You don't think that after they called the cops on me,
her and Mohammed had a nice laugh?
JEFF
No.
Tim pulls a gun out of his pants and loads it.
TIM
No? Well, I disagree. I think they did. I think they probably
went home last night and, you know, kicked off their sandals and
had a nice laugh about the drunk on the corner, you know? Makes
me sick.
JEFF
What are, what are you doing? Look, Tim, just go home. Alright.
Go home and sleep it off.
TIM
Well, what am I supposed to sleep off? My life? You know, I'm
supposed to go home and go to sleep and when I wake up, what'll I
be, Jeff? A pilot? Maybe a Super Bowl quarterback or, no, maybe a
fucking rock star. Right? I don't think so, man.
JEFF
Just go home, alright?
TIM
This is my home.
JEFF
Why, why did you start this in the first place, man? They never
hurt you.
TIM
They never hurt me? They hurt me every day with their attitude.
You know, like they even have a right. Who the fuck do they think
they are? Let me tell you something, I was born here. Alright?
I'm an American. And I'm owed something. Look, they took it from
me.
JEFF
They're just people. Alright? They got feelings, you know?
TIM
What about my feelings? What about my fucking feelings? These
assholes, they come over here, they know all the answers, right?
Well, they don't know shit.
JEFF
Will you just put the gun down?
TIM
No.
JEFF
Just put it down.
Nazeer walks out of the store.
NAZEER
What is this... now , huh?
Jeff starts to walk towards Nazeer.
TIM
Jeff, stay there.
JEFF
He's got a gun. He's got a gun.
TIM
Well, then, there now, why don't you go inside and call the cops
and I'll come in there and blow your fucking brains out.
NAZEER
Why should I call the police, huh? They don't so any good.
TIM
Well, you gotta call your wife then, you know, 'cause she kind of
handles these heavy matters anyway, right?