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Fellow.
Except americas.
Who do we have?
Santa claus?
Santa claus just brings presents.
He doesn't grand wishes.
That's my thesis.
Excuse me?
O.W. Grant.
Ireland or Arabia.
Not too many people have had the chance to meet up with him.
Let me guess.
You have.
He smokes a pipe,
curved in the image of a monkey.
Good night.
No I 60.
Right.
Holy shit!
Broken jaw.
Jesus.
Don't!
Stop!
Oh man!
My bike!
Oh shit...
Oh fuck.
Not today.
Of all fuckin' days!
Fuckin' a right!
Granted!
Mr. Baker.
My birthday.
My 22nd birthday to be exact.
Damn.
truth.
No, no no no.
What?
Again.
But, am I...
Am I any good at this Sally?
Here,
no worries.
Specifically here.
My dad. Daniel.
Attorney at law.
My mom Marlene.
The attorneys wife.
And my sister
and best friend Nancy.
I'm guessing...
He wished to go sky diving again.
God forbid.
I know.
Ok.
I wished for...
An answer.
An answer, ok
an answer to what?
An answer to my life.
Here it is.
Thanks.
Oh, cool.
Sable brushes.
Nance.
You are the best Nance.
As for last.
Isn't it perfect?
Aw, you know I thought it was high time for an image change,
and what better way to start.
Now, you see, the engine is a 2.5 liter dual overhead cam, inline...
Well, son...
Neal!
Oh my God!
Son!
Neal, Neal,
are you all right?
Talk to me son.
Neal.
make sure,
my perception is like worked, yeah.
You're goddess, Nance.
I know.
Lies.
No, no.
Diamond.
Club.
Spade.
Heart.
Diamond.
Spade.
Diamond.
Heart.
Club.
Spade.
Heart.
Diamond.
Club.
Heart.
Spade.
Diamond.
Club.
Spade.
Heart.
Club.
Spade.
Heart.
Did I pass?
No.
Yeah.
Who?
Come on in son.
Awesome?
Yeah dad... it's very awesome.
Come on dad,
that just so I don't have to ask you for cash.
Look dad,
I'm just not sure, ok?
I thought about,
maybe taking some time off.
We should be supportive,
not judgmental.
Oct. 15th
are you sure?
October 15th.
That's the day of my Bradford interview.
Sally my fortune.
Didn't it say:
October 15th, are you sure?
Obviously it didn't.
I projected?
Right.
Hey, curby.
Get the kid a brake.
High school?
Hell yeah.
Instead of assignments,
they give us work orders
Instead of expelled.
Oh yeah, names are different,
but it is exact same shit.
High school.
Damaged goods.
Is he right, Otis?
Is everything more the same?
See.
Look at them.
In the morning they will get up,
and go to the store.
Holy shit.
That's her.
Like what?
Chasing a dream.
Neal Oliver.
Your appointment has been scheduled on tomorrow.
Suite 1300.
No rescheduling.
Hello?
Hello?
Ray?
In fortune cookies...
I mean, in weird messages...
Misspelled Denver.
Did I now?
Open it.
Sit down.
Highway experiences.
And I'll need you to seal it with the drop of your blood.
Blood?
Of course.
I'm the devil.
Just kidding.
All right.
After I sign?
This killer,
what does he look like?
There's us 60.
But there is no interstate 60.
o.W. Grant.
Neal Oliver.
I prefer inevitability.
Right.
An answer.
Yeah
that's great.
Yeah, gets greater.
Yes or no questions.
Ok, hmm...
Eight ball, is there an interstate 60?
I grant wishes.
One to a customer.
Open ended.
How I deliver.
Yeah, that depends on what mood I'm in.
Another guy.
He wanted great perfect sex every day,
So...
Box of tissues.
Son of a bitch.
I found it.
It was inevitable.
going to a towns,
that presumably don't exist?
Better explanation.
Or you're in a dream.
Or it has something to do
with your wish.
Or maybe...
Just maybe...
You're dead.
Well?
All reasonable.
There is no reason,
why shouldn't drive on oncoming traffic, right?
Ok, go ahead.
Try it.
Come to this.
Now, if you are dead...
And...
Do you think it is a good idea to piss him of?
Me?
I consider myself an artist, too.
You know,
some artist can't stand the sight of their work once it's finished.
Now.
15 double-cheeseburgers, please.
15 double-cheese to go.
Yeah.
Way to many.
All right. Twelve then.
Even dozen.
Look,
are you drunk or something, mister?
Hay fella.
I've got a hundred says that you can't eat six double-cheese,
Turkey club,
and two bolls chilli extra onions.
Anything else?
100 bucks.
Hal...
Sure.
Eight ball, is this guy gonna really eat all that food?
Can I hmm...
Can I get on this action?
Ask him.
Sir,
you want to drink anything with that?
Wait.
Ketchup, please.
Thanks.
Trick?
Go into a restaurant,
want to order everything on the menu.
Gets expensive.
No...
Now it's a drag.
Listen kid...
Now,
get back the money you stole, son.
I am the police.
No... no,
just a guy who likes to mess with peoples heads.
I'm a joker...
In life's deck.
I enjoy it.
Or maybe becoming...
A male prostitute.
You're gay?
My penis...
Was cut off in a very weird accident,
Yeah, right.
Holy shit.
Oh, God...
Yeah.
You'd be surprised,
how many people take that statement on faith.
Sounds right,
so they just accept it.
As I say.
Hello then...
You're going my way?
I'm Laura.
Neal.
Me?
I'm thinking:
This is it?
I mean,
what if the best one was right around the corner?
But my obsession,
becomes your opportunities.
Ok...
What number would I be?
2461.
Come on Neal...
Stick it to me.
I'll bet,
you're a real man.
Stop!
Help. Stop!
Jesus lady...
Coincidence?
Say,
that's important.
Neal Oliver.
He's my baby.
God I am so scared...
What if I never find him?
It's just...
So hard when you're all alone.
It is illegal to sell,
consume, or transport euphoria,
However...
16-year-old,
in town with legal drugs, and a rave.
Sorry,
but I don't think he'll be at the library.
First timers?
Go on.
♪ Relax don't do it ♪
♪ relax don't do it ♪
♪ relax don't do it ♪
♪ relax don't do it ♪
♪ relax don't do it ♪
♪ relax don't do it ♪
♪ relax don't do it ♪
♪ relax don't do it ♪
No, thanks.
Don't be stupid.
This is to everything.
Susan!
Philip.
But mom!
Who's this?
Philip.
You can't stay here.
That's it.
Philip! Philip! Please come home.
He wants to stay...
He can't be forced to leave.
And...
He wants to stay.
Oh, no no.
He knew.
Son...
We tried everything.
Punishment for dealing, punishment for using.
More enforcement,
So...
Euphoria.
You know,
how many rapes we had here last year?
None.
Become slaves.
No problems...
You so sure,
that your life is better than theirs?
I'll do anything.
One.
You move here to the euphoria free zone,
I don't know.
Oh, my God...
It's wonderful...
happy.
No thanks.
I'll pass.
Finders fee?
I couldn't.
I wasn't concerned.
It was inevitable.
Eight ball,
should I be worried about this... killer?
Figures.
I don't drive.
We have a contract.
Neal Oliver.
Or sir.
Coincidence?
It was inevitable.
Guilt signal.
The movie everyone's talking about...
She's gorgeous.
Sir.
Not yet.
I'm meeting her in danver.
Yeah, to be honest,
I'm a little nervous about it...
Sit back.
Listen to sweet musical tones of her voice.
No sir.
So...
that's no frontier.
Interstate 60.
place to go.
Excuse my...
Ok...
Here's an apple, food.
Work.
that's work.
Now...
There's the apple, you wash that car.
You!
Watch the damn car.
Only...
I'm not going out in a hospital.
It's dynamite.
Clean it!
Turn it of.
Sure hope,
you're not thinking of breaking that contract.
Doing it?
No, sir.
Cigarette?
I like cigarettes.
I used to be in advertising.
Lung cancer.
Mister Oliver.
And my card.
Hi Mrs. James...
Rarely seen,
and per his wishes never photographed.
Monet... Cezanne...
Van gogh... renoir...
Degas...
Ok.
ever be photographed
or reproduced in any book or catalogue.
How long?
I can tell.
It's shameful.
Clones?
This monet...
The art world thinks that the original is in Paris.
Unbelievable.
Of course.
Of course.
Eight ball,
Is she in morlaw?
So there it was...
The proverbial fork in the road.
Where?
I rationalized.
Five days to go 158 Miles.
Good answer.
Drivers license.
Nothing.
You're served.
But first...
Park your car in that Lane over there, by the lake,
I'm uninterested.
He's allergic.
Because he can.
What?
Sexual harassment.
Hurry. My office.
Ok.
Meanwhile...
Of course.
No you won't.
Of course.
Hey, Lynn!
Lynn!
Lynn!
Over here!
I'm here!
I needed an answer,
and my eight ball was in the car.
Damn it.
I needed a witness
I'm...
What you might call an axe grinder.
Mr. Cody...
Please, tell the court how you know the defendant.
He was my employee.
It's immaterial.
He can only testify as the character.
Mr. Cody...
Sustained.
Wait a minute miss... you're saying
that this is a trumped-up charge...
Immaterial.
Next question.
Bailiff, sergeant,
put Mr. Cody in a cell.
This is dynamite.
Judge...
Stick your finger up your nose.
So judge..
Is that right?
Yes.
Yes, sir.
Yes... sir.
All right.
Liars... lawyers.
Mr. Oliver...
By this order,
I here by dismissed,
and I declare an unconditional amnesty.
Thank you.
Bailiff.
Lynn?
I thought,
I was never getting the fuck out.
Hey, handsome...
I mean, yes.
Yes.
Don't worry.
Me, I would...
Never go out with somebody who talked like that.
I have a car.
You know,
you're better looking than I've expected.
Ditto.
Wait a minute... you've been expecting me?
Of course...
The messages?
Billboards.
Who?
O.W. Grant.
Anyway.
What? My test?
I can't bel...
Ok, close encounters?
What's wrong?
You see?
I'm not that perfect.
Right. Right.
I feel much better now.
Ditto.
Like companionship.
And you.
Did you wish for me?
Gives my answers.
So far.
Not quite.
Danver.
What's wrong?
I don't know
if these message if for me or you.
I'm serious.
No, I couldn't.
I was possessed,
by the views.
I love it.
Eight ball,
should I take Lynn with me to danver?
Bad idea.
Assuredly
No, Lynn.
Yes.
Am I nuts?
Reply hazy
cellular service,
is not available in this area.
Oh, shit...
Oh shit...
Oh no.
Shit!
If it is a murder weapon,
I'm gonna get my finger prints all over it.
Damn you!
Yes or no questions.
Sorry dad.
Hello?
Robin fields?
Is anybody here?
I'm here.
Ray?
Here he is now.
Robin fields.
Cousins?
And, besides,
it's the fact that you lost all your money...
Well...
Don't you want to know what's inside?
whatever it is...
Won't be as good as the stories.
Awesome?
Dad...
Blue.
In the future,
if you want to buy me a gift...
Apology accepted.
No buts, dad.
That piece,
you entered in the Conrad competition...
It's crap.
Conrad...
Oh, you're welcome mister Oliver...
Big time.
- I'm...
- Lynn linden.
Yeah, I know.
Just fine.
Say...
You have a birthday coming up, don't you?