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hwpGas Food Lodging Script
If it werent for Elvia Rivero,
this story wouldnt even be worth telling.
Whenever Elvia
came to this dead old town...
well, its like she woke the place up.
My hometown, Laramie, New Mexico,
it came alive.
Elvia Rivero was the one
who made me laugh when I needed to laugh.
She made me cry when no one was looking.
But most of all, Elvia could put into words
everything I was thinking.
It was Elvia who first gave me the idea.
It was decided then and there.
I knew what was missing from my life.
A man.
Shit!
Oh, no! Dont get me wrong.
Not a man for me, for my mom.
Then we could do all the dumb normal stuff
regular families do.
Hi, Darius.
Come in.
I cant. I have to go meet my stupid sister.
Maybe I want to sit at the counter.
Dont worry, as soon as Im out of here,
you can do whatever the fuck you want.
Promises.
Hello, girls.
- Trudi.
- Thanks.
Ill send your favorite waitress over as soon
as she finishes the big party in back.
You want something to drink?
Yeah, a Slice, in a big huge glass
with some ice, please.
- Shes waiting.
- What?
- Diet Pepsi.
- Diet Pepsi. Okay.
So, where is our favorite waitress, anyway?
I got the most amazing idea today, Trudi.
Oh, man!
- Lo siento, serita.
- Its no problem.
It was an accident.
God, dont just stand there, wetback,
get a towel! Clean it up!
Glad he didnt spill it on me.
I have a date later.
Really? With who?
Nobody youd know.
By the way, the names Javier, not wetback.
My familys been in this town
for five generations.
Where is the bitch? I dont have all night.
The old bitch is coming.
She heard you. If I was you Id just keep
my mouth shut on your date tonight.
You risk blowing it.
Hes an idiot, he isnt interested
in my fucking vocabulary.
I didnt say "old."
Oh, goody.
Come on, girls, make it quick, Im snowed.
Why are you working two stations?
Unlike some people, I notice.
Yeah, some people notice.
What are you gonna have?
A dinner salad with blue cheese dressing.
No dressing, just a lemon wedge.
Thats it? No way.
Youre having some protein, Trudi.
- Come on, I had protein once already today.
- Like what?
- Youre having the fish.
- Fish? Make me sick.
Fine. Bring it. I wont eat anything then.
- What are you going to have?
- BLT with onion rings?
Could I get another Slice
in a big glass with ice?
Where is Javier?
- He walked.
- He walked?
He just walked out?
Thats just great.
I am not going out with a beautiful boy
smelling like grease and fish. Fuck that.
- Where are you going?
- Im not eating. Forget it.
Thats just great, Trudi.
Eighty-six the red snapper.
The question was,
what sort of man would my mom go for?
My dad walked off
before I could remember things.
And I hadnt seen her with any other guy
in almost two years...
since the one who held the gun on us.
Before him there was this rich guy who took
me and my sister to Kmart one day...
and let us buy anything we wanted.
And we said, "Marry him, Mom. "
But she said no because if she did,
it would be for the wrong reasons.
So that was the end of that.
Then there was this young guy.
He was more of a pal.
Now, he used to turn off all the lights
in the trailer and go, "Bring me the knife!"
And me and Trudi
would hide in the dark and scream.
Mom would get all mad at him and say:
"Stop it! Youre getting them all wound up
before bedtime. "
And wed all laugh so she had to laugh, too.
I wonder whatever happened to him.
There are so many kinds of guys.
Theres so many kinds.
But there was only one guy missing.
El Paso.
Last name, Evans...
- first name, John.
- I have a J. Evans.
Okay. Thank you. Ill take it.
- Hold for the number.
- Thank you.
The only man missing
was John Isaiah Perion Evans...
my dad.
Hello?
"And be sure to turn out the lights.
"We will.
"I did. She was the last one in there."
Where is your sister?
Shade, wake up and tell me where Trudi is.
God, Mom, I dont know.
I was having a good dream.
Go back to sleep.
This was amazing, Trudi.
Youre really amazing.
- Ill call you tomorrow, all right?
- Okay. Yeah.
Now, get some sleep.
- Okay. Bye.
- Bye.
What? I had a date, so?
Its : Trudi.
- You havent been to school in two weeks.
- I have too.
Not according to this. This is bullshit.
Youre going to school
or youre getting your ass a job.
- Fine, Ill get a job.
- Doing what?
I dont know. God, something.
- Would you lay off? Im tired.
- No, Im not finished with you!
You dont come in at no : a.m.
As long as youre living in my house.
- You got it?
- I got it!
I dont know how you piss the hours away,
but I got a pretty good idea.
- Its none of your business.
- Oh, no?
Whose business is it if you get knocked up?
Or if you bring home a nice dose
of the clap or AIDS? Answer me that.
- Whose business is it then?
- Not yours!
I wouldnt tell you shit if I were dying!
Listen to me, young lady,
you got three choices:
You go to school, you get a job,
or you get out!
Fine, then, Im out of here.
I cant stand it here with you!
And you dont close the door in my face!
Come
