[A dog barks off in the distance]
Ricky:
Shut up! You better shut up or I'll come out there after ya. I swear to God, I'll kill every one of ya!
Julian:
Ricky, would you shut up?! Go to sleep! (cuts to Julian inside the trailer) Well, I've been out of jail for a week now and it's time for me to make some important decisions in my life. I'm gonna go to community college.
Ricky:
Will you dogs please stop barking? I'm trying to sleep here.
Julian:
I'm either gonna become an electrician, a meat cutter, or I'm gonna get into television and radio broadcasting.
Ricky:
Stop fucking barking!
(Gunshots are heard as Julian runs out of his trailer to see Ricky firing his pistol)
Julian:
Ricky, what are you shooting at?!
Ricky:
Shut the fuck up! Squirrels and dogs and assholes! (fires off his pistol once more) Shut up!
Julian:
Ricky, Ricky! Hold your fire. (walks towards Ricky) What are you doing?
Ricky:
Shh, shh. Listen, listen.
[The dog continues to bark]
Ricky:
Asshole. (fires off his pistol)
Julian:
Ricky, what are you doing? We're on probation, man.
Ricky:
I'm trying to get some sleep here, Julian.
Julian:
Do you want to go back to jail?
Ricky:
I can't handle this livin' in a car shit.
Julian:
Do you want to go back to jail?
Ricky:
Listen to this shit. (fires his pistol again)
Julian:
Get in the car. (pushes Ricky into the car) Get in the car.
Donny:
STOP FUCKIN' FIRIN'!!
[Ricky honks the horn to get the dog to stop barking]
Donny:
WHAT IN THE FUCK?!
Julian:
Shut up!
Ricky:
I wish everyone would shut the fuck up out there.
Julian:
Ricky, what are you doing?
[The dog continues to bark]
Ricky:
Assholes. (brings out his pistol)
Julian:
Ricky! (stops Ricky from firing and attempts to take the gun out of his hand) Listen, give me that gun. (takes the pistol)
Ricky:
You don't know what it's like livin' in a car, Julian. I got insects and animals fucking me around in here.
Julian:
That's what you've got to deal with when you're in a car.
Ricky:
I can't sleep!
Julian:
Go to sleep. You know what? You're moving out of here tomorrow.
Ricky:
Why?
Julian:
'Cause you're driving me nuts. You're shooting guns off in the middle of the night.
Ricky:
It's not a big deal, Julian.
Julian:
Think, Ricky, think.
Ricky:
I can't sleep, is the problem.
Julian:
Go to sleep.
Ricky:
Can I have the gun back in case anything happens?
Julian:
No more of this shit.
Ricky:
I won't fire it unless I absolutely have to.
Julian:
You're not going to fire it at all. (gives Ricky his pistol back, then walks off) Go to sleep. Idiot.
[The dog continues to bark]
Ricky:
Shut up. Shut up! SHUT UP! (fires his pistol)
Julian:
Ricky! Put that thing away!
