Post by Red Bull Icon on Jul 26, 2009 0:11:54 GMT -5
(John tucks in his shirt, used to be white but many washes later is now more yellow, and fixes his apron, stained by jelly or barbeque sauce, before giving his over gelled hair, receding and thin, one more final inspection before leaving the bathroom. Finding a stray hair he promptly repositions the spike, wipes the remains of sweat mingled with product from his brow, takes a deep breath as his lungs wheeze, and exits the restroom checking his pocket one more time.)
Johnny- Alright, give me ten minutes.
[Mom’mah used to tell her, “’Livia now that good lord only bless us with so much. That be when sometimes we got’sa take matters in’ta our own hands.” The fifth grade southern education did, at least, her mother well. Olivia was fortunate the state took her when she was seven however, because if they had not then she wouldn’t have met Johnny a mere ten minutes ago. She had already learned what she could from Mom’mah, and learned it well. God blessed her with those devilishly innocent eyes, a complete lack of self worth, and of course that anchor dragging her into the abyss Atter. It would be an insult to not take her Mom’mah’s lesson to heart and bless herself just a little today.]
(Olivia solemnly cracks her back as she straightens up from the awkward position that can only result from bathroom sex with a stranger. God why don’t people flush the toilet when they’re done? She pulls up her lacy purple thong, two days old, before stepping her other leg into her jeans. Her jeans now, though Ray from New Mexico had a hell of a time running from the cops stark naked. She wipes the last bits of saliva and ‘product’ from her chin before making sure her shirts on right side out this time, tossing the condom into the commode and stepping back into the vast world of ‘Nessy Burgers’ tiny bathroom.)
Olivia- Ten minutes? We’ll meet you out back. Just let me get Atter.
Johnny- How’d you end up with that ‘tard anyway?
Olivia- Well hun, I guess we all have our crosses to bare.
[Long ago yesterday they once told them, “If you don’t eat your peas you get no Jello!” Of course they’ve also been know to remind them that poinsettias are poisonous to house pets. Either way that shrill high pitched squawk is gone now, and the other ones tell them that vegetables are for squares before encouraging them to eat their squash. Atter, being Atter, disregards what they’ve told them. He doesn’t want peas, and doesn’t even like Jello. No, Atter will eat the Tic-Tacs out of that lady’s purse that she left. He’s gonna eat the hell out of those Tic-Tacs!]
(In the back ground we see John nervously walking towards the kitchen. He pays particular attention to the once packed with regulars dinning room only to see Atter sitting at his table. John’s to busy to look any further as Atter gives him a joyously ‘I’ll deep fry your toes and eat them while watching Golden Girls on Lifetime, but we’ll have to cut them off first. Or not?’ smile.
With John gone Atter can return their attention to the table. As they pick up a bloody off white incisor off of the table cloth they can’t help wonder if it’s real, a denture, Chicle. Momentarily we see the honest little face of a Mexican girl smiling brightly as she peddles her gum just a few short years before her brother peddles her gums in hopes of making more Chicle girls. It’s the circle of life. Atter smiles at the thought before popping the candy into his mouth.)
Atter- BROKEN SHOE STRING!
(Atter spits out the tooth before seeing what else is in the purse that poor bleeding lady left behind. Atter tosses out a wallet, car keys, garage door opener, half dozen prescription bottles, and a check book. Finding nothing of interest Atter tosses the bag that nice bloody lady gave him to the floor, and makes his way to the table where a young couple had just had their food brought out before meeting Atter.
Atter finishes the rest of the man’s hamburger while they hop up on the table to wait. Their feet dangle back and forth and back and forth and the hamburger’s gone. Atter hops down from their perch and stumbles over a huddled heap on the floor on his way to a stand up vintage Street Fight 2 Alpha arcade game. No sooner does he plunk his quarter in does Olivia approach.)
Olivia- Atter, what have you done?
Atter- Frawress vic-ry.
Olivia- We have to go.
Atter- Oh, season finale no Tivo!
Olivia- I’m leaving.
[The love of her life once told her that they’d always be together. He lied to her, and died two years ago of a massive coronary. Arline missed her late husband so much that it slowly ate away at every thing she was. Starting with her judgment and desire for self preservation, and ending with her one time perfect smile now nothing but a mouth full of dentures. She missed him so much, but finally here on the floor of ‘Nessy Burgers’ she’ll be able to see him again. Finally they can spend eternity together.]
(Olivia walks away looking down at the disjointed disgrace on the floor, reaches the door, and it’s Atter who opens it for her. They walk out of the restaurant while Chun-Li celebrates her victory with no one at the controls.)
(Johnny stumbles out of the back door clutching his wet side and hurling a small white bag. Atter and Olivia’s, well Leon’s, ’88 Oldsmobile pulls up back in front of Johnny. He tries open the back door, and with a frightened look locks eyes with Olivia.)
Johnny- That son of a bitch shot me! He was a father to me, and he shot me!
Olivia- Honey, you tried to rob him. What did you think was going to happen?
Johnny- Let me in. I need a hospital. I don’t want to die!
Olivia- Did you get the money?
(John throws the small white paper bag into the car.)
Johnny- Yeah, yeah, here it is. Now let me in I need a doctor!
Olivia- Do you still have the gun?
Johnny- Yeah, damn thing emptied though before Nes’ was dead, and that fat fucker shot me!
Olivia- That looks pretty bad Timmy.
[Johnny’s momma used to tell him not to trust those Hollywood types. She used to tell him to mind the company he keeps. She used to tell him if it’s too good to be true than it’s probably too good to be true. She used to tell him a lot of thing. His death is going to break her heart.]
Atter- Your 'penith ith leaking'.
(The scene ends as the two toned Oldsmobile pulls out kicking up a trail of fine roadside dust. Johnny drops the gun Olivia gave him after he shot in her mouth. He drops the gun that Olivia used to shoot a Sheriffs Deputy outside of Barstow two days ago. He drops to his knees before falling over defeated and dead from a pair of .45 caliber gun shot wounds.)
