Riding the Bullet
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:55:00
-What's your name?
-Lie!

:55:04
Hector. Hector Passmore.
:55:10
There's something really wrong here.
You're never gonna make it to Lewiston.

:55:14
Mom's dead.
You're never gonna make it home.

:55:17
And what's that awful smell?
:55:18
Bet you got a lot of shit for that,
back in school?

:55:22
What?
:55:24
Name like that. Hector Passmore.
:55:27
Yeah, I guess so.
:55:30
Shit, man. I'd have changed it.
:55:38
Nice to meet you, Hector.
:55:41
Name's George.
:55:44
George Staub.
:55:49
Formaldehyde! That's the smell!
The son of a bitch is dead!

:55:56
The dead travel fast.
:56:04
I can't let him know I know.
:56:08
I dig this song, man. I really dig this song.
:56:11
Why didn't I go with the old guy
in the truss? What was I so afraid of?

:56:15
The dead travel fast.
:56:16
That old fart never moved more than 45.
:56:22
So, there's nothing like a wedding.
:56:27
Yeah. Everyone should do it at least twice.
:56:31
Easy! You can't let him know you know!
:56:35
At least twice!
Yeah, sounds like my whole fucking family!

:56:40
Yeah, mine, too.
:56:43
-There's really nothing like a funeral, right?
-Wedding.

:56:48
-What?
-Shit. You said "funeral"!

:56:53
He knows!
:56:58
God, what's under that hat?

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