(Running) (Running) (Laughing) -Faggot -Come here Pretty Boy, fuck you -You okay in there? -Yeah. -We’re leaving in 45 minutes. -Shawn! -Okay dad. -Okay… This is it. -You ready? -Happy birthday, son. -I’ll be right out. -Don’t touch my shit. -Sure. (Chuckle) -Smoke? -You like music? -You like it fast or slow? (Caughing) -Hmp -You look hot. -No? -No. -Yeah… Huh, your dad said you had something for me? -Yeah he gave me 500 dollars. -He picked the birthday special. -Happy birthday. -What’s your name? -Shawn James Collins. -Shawn James Collins… -Sounds like a dirty cocktail. -I like that… (Chuckle) -What’s your name? -Whatever you want it to be. -You pick. Wanna pretend I’m some girl at school or… -Maybe a teacher? -Wanna call me mamma? -Whatever you want, baby. (Sigh) -My name’s Katie. -It’s nice to meet you Katie. -Ah, you too. -Take off your pants. -You ever played cowgirl? -Cowgirl…? -So I’m on top… -And you lie there doing nothing… -And I do this… -Oh… -See something you like? -Wait, wait, wait… -I’ve never done this before… -Oh I have. (Laughing) -I’m gonna teach you. -Stop! Stop! Stop! -What is wrong with you. kid?!? -I just don’t want to have sex with someone like you. -Then why the fuck are you here? -Get your shit, and get the fuck out. -I’m sorry, I didn’t mean t-to… -Are you deaf? I said get the fuck. Out. -Wait I-I… I have the money. -I don’t need your money -I don’t need your bullshit. -Leave. -Hello? (Knock x4) -I can get more money. -Can I come back inside, please? -I think I need your help tonight. (Sigh) -Fuck… -How much? -Maybe a couple hundred more? -You got two minutes. -I never told anybody about anything. -I don’t know why I’m telling you… -Well you better hurry up. -My… -My dad… -…found a magazine in my room. -And? -It had naked men in it. -I’m so ashamed. -I just keep praying t-to God to… mom… -For this to go away. -But… I can’t. -It won’t. -I though I would fix this tonight. -Maybe we should just have sex now. -I’m hungry. -Are you hungry? (Knock x4) -Everything okay? -We’re hungry. -That’s gonna be extra. (Mumble) -How’s it going? -Good. -Nothing I can’t handle. -Thank you. -And God bless. -Disgusting. -You should’ve seen what I had on last night, honey. -This town has enough trash as it is… “honey”. -I can see that. -How dare you? -How dare I what? -You gonna clean that up? -Good night cat-lady. -People, you know? -What are we in the mood for? -I could do some chips. -Salt and vinegar or sour cream and onion? -Salt and vinegar? -Correct. (Clearing her throat) -Excuse me?! -So… You like girls, guys or both? -Okay… You have this magic compass in your pants called a “penis”. -Just let it point in the right direction. -Who do you want to kiss the most? -I’ve never kissed anyone before. -Oh, that wasn’t the question. -Peanut butter and jelly sandwich it sounds good. (Sigh) -Pick a muffin. We got… blueberry, chocolate chip, bran and huh… pumpkin. -Pumpkin. -Pumpkin it is. -How long have you liked pumpkin muffins? -Always. -Then if you want to eat a pumpkin muffin, you eat a pumpkin muffin -And you don’t let anybody deny you that fucking pumpkin muffin, you got it? -…Okay. -Good. -Here hold this. -Hey, open that. -I need one more thing. -Here. -Make a wish. -You’re not from around here, are ya? -No. -About an hour away. -You’re in highschool? -Yeah, I’m a senior. -Do you mind? -Go ahead. -Did it bother you? About these people in the store tonight. -No. -Not anymore. -People ever look at you weird? -Call you names? -People at school call me a lot of names. -Like what? -Pretty boy, mostly. It doesn’t bother me, though. -Really? -Yeah… -My mom used to call me that. -She said I was her pretty boy. -Weird, huh? -No. -Not really. -What are you covering up? (Knock x3) -Sean. It’s your father. -Shit. -Take off your clothes again. Hurry up. -Coming. -How are my boobs? -Cute. -Yup. You’re gay. -How rude of you to interrupt. -I was just checking in. Hey, Sean. -Hi dad. -Listen, Kathie… -Huh. It’s Katie. You call me Katie. -It’s getting close to midnight and I’m just curious when things are gonna be… accomplished. -John. Is it? Two things. One: You paid me for the entire night. And two: I don’t think he is… accomplished. -Are you? -Hum… Not yet, dad. -Okay then. I’ll be in the car. I’ll be in the car, Sean. -Is there a problem, John? -You got a great kid in there. Yeah… He doesn’t need a friend Katie. You’re a hooker… right? -Act like it. -Excuse me?!? -Mind if I smoke? -I’m not paying you to talk, I’m paying you to get up there and do your job. -Why I do your fucking job? -You got a kid up there that’s so lost right now. -So he told you. -Didn’t have to. -I’ve had people ask me some pretty fucked up stuff but this… -Okay enough. I brought him here to fix this. For you to fix this. -What? Am I so fairy fucking god hooker? -What exactly am I supposed to fix? -I don’t know. -Oh god… What? You think I hit my kid? -You call him names? -Do you? -What? -Fuck… -Gimme me 20 bucks. -What? -Gimme 20 bucks. -Why? Because I fucking said so. -You fucked up my lip line. -We should go. -No. -Not until the hooker gets her money. -You sure you wanna do this? -I want to be good. -Alright. -Okay… Hum… -Close your eyes. -Think of one person you want to kiss. It can be anybody. -Okay. -Okay…? -What’s his name? -David. -Okay close your eyes again. -I want you to picture me as David. -Just… Ignore the cute boobs. -What do you like about him? -What are you thinking? -I’m thinking about him. -His hair. -His eyes. -His smile. -He’s always really nice to me. -His face. -Him. -What? -That was awful. -Seriously? -No, it was fine. You’re good. -Why would you- (laugh) -You have a little of lipstick in here. -Oh. -Let’s get that off. -Oh. -On your teeth too.