Riding the Bullet
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:52:00
-Thanks for the ride.
-Not a problem.

:52:08
-Headed up to the city?
-Sure am.

:52:11
Cool. Me, too.
:52:17
Maybe we should have taken another car.
:52:21
-What are you doing up in the city?
-Don't tell him.

:52:24
There's something's wrong here.
Don't tell him.

:52:27
My brother's getting married.
I'm gonna be his best man.

:52:31
Rehearsal's tomorrow,
plus a stag party after.

:52:36
Yeah?
:52:38
Your brother's getting married. That's good.
:52:45
-What's your name?
-Lie!

:52:49
Hector. Hector Passmore.
:52:54
There's something really wrong here.
You're never gonna make it to Lewiston.

:52:58
Mom's dead.
You're never gonna make it home.

:53:01
And what's that awful smell?
:53:02
Bet you got a lot of shit for that,
back in school?

:53:06
What?
:53:08
Name like that. Hector Passmore.
:53:11
Yeah, I guess so.
:53:13
Shit, man. I'd have changed it.
:53:21
Nice to meet you, Hector.
:53:24
Name's George.
:53:27
George Staub.
:53:32
Formaldehyde! That's the smell!
The son of a bitch is dead!

:53:38
The dead travel fast.
:53:46
I can't let him know I know.
:53:50
I dig this song, man. I really dig this song.
:53:53
Why didn't I go with the old guy
in the truss? What was I so afraid of?

:53:57
The dead travel fast.
:53:58
That old fart never moved more than 45.

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