You need lessons.
Nice way to lose your legs.
Wade. Corey. Hi.Doyle Kennedy.
You just riding, Wade, or you got some place to ride to?
No, New York City.
Best buddy's getting married, 23rd.
Being a best man, being a buddy.
Yeah. Car burned up outside of Orem, Utah.
Lost all I had.
Clothes, travellers' cheques,
That tray was the wedding gift.
Figured I'd drive crosscountry.
That was the plan, take an extra week.
Cut through Wyoming, Nebraska, Iowa,
drop down into Illinois,
then around Lake Erie to Buffalo,
head down the New York State freeway into Manhattan.
Didn't work out.
Nice juicy orange, Wade.
You know, the place I come from's in Kansas.
Nice little town, still got people who remember me there,
still got friends.
You come along with me, I guarantee somebody'll set you up.
I appreciate the offer.Big holiday this time of year.
Horseshit parade but afterwards you get all the homecooked food
and cold beer you can get your hands on.
Anybody, or you got to be local?
You can eat yourself to death for all they care.
Shit, I've been thinking about smoked ribs since I don't know when.
Maybe you're right. Clean up my act a little bit.
I know I'm right.
Trust me. You been in New York before?
New York's a firstimpression town.
There are only about three things to do here.
Cars, drink beer, chase women.
In the winter, you got basketball games.
In the summer, you just try to stay cool.
If you really get bored, go down river, climb the old steel bridge.
Then what happens? Swing down on a rope like an ape.
Scare the hell out of whatever's passing.
Real smalltown America, huh? Right on, Wade.
I worked there in my junior year in high school.
The guy who owns the drugstore,
he and the old man played golf,
guy by the name of Frank Harris.
He got me a job as a soda jerk.
What happened? Can your ass for petty theft?
Sampling the merchandise. Caught me with my hand in the black beauty jar.
Black beauties? It's a vitamin pill, Wade.
Good source of calcium.
Cute little bank, ain't it?
Yeah. It's real cute. It's quaint.
How you doing?
You old sweetheart!
Sam Frank.Sam, how you doin'?
How you doin'? Hello, Governor. How are you?
I knew this bank robber once, guy named Red,
exmarine from San Diego.
The craziest sonofabitch you wouldn't want to meet.
He stuck up, like, 20 banks, all in the San Diego area.
Wasn't the brightest exmarine in the world, was he?
How did they nail him?
His old lady.
They had a fight. She turned him in.
She was sorry afterwards, real fucking sorry.
Well, I hope he pulled his time.
Gotta be crazy to do banks.
Hey, Wade. You got that right. Red...
When I knew Red, he was real straight.
Nice guy. Real nice sense of humor.
Yeah. He was popular...
He was a good friend.
Come on! Come on! Let's go!
All right, honey.
C'mon, honey. We'll be late for the service.
Sounds like he needs a transmission.
That or rear axle.
Let's go. You'll be late for breakfast.
How do you like your eggs, Wade? Overeasy.
You like this shirt?
I love it! Yeah?
Leave those nightmares...
...are not worth comparing to the glory that is to be revealed.
Isaiah 12:2. When the power of his love is revealed unto you,
then the power of God is so awesome indeed.
It shall be revealed oh, so deep in your heart.
He is the salvation. He is the salvation.
He is the salvation. Hallelujah!
Every churchgoer's got one vice.
That's what my grandma used to say.
I figured the bastard for a Methodist!
Serves the guests lemonade, keeps the booze stashed in the pantry.
Takes a few nips. He's the life of the party. Starts playing the piano!
You're a cleancut sort. Not by any chance you're a Methodist?
Any preachers in your background? No.
My mother's a Catholic. Guess that makes me the same.
Yeah, well... That's the way it goes with religion.
Stick it on you at birth. Pious bastards got to preach to somebody.
I was baptized.So was I.
What's that? A tip? We had $20 worth of food.
Not to mention this sharp shirt.
Piss on it!
Put the mike on them...
Hey, old buddy. You got the time?10.30. Okay, keep going on.
They tell me you're having tough times, right?
How d'you figure that out, Governor!
US farmers make up onetenth
of one per cent of the world's population
but produce about 25 per cent of the world's food...
I got the same damned shirt. Same darned thing. Tell me.
Is that short sleeve or long?
Looks like short. Is yours short too?
Mine's short as well.
I was told mine was a oneofakind, a limited edition.