Lost in the Sun

Some people can see all your mistakes.

The way you hold it in your shoulders.

Show it in your face.

I made a lot of mistakes in my life

and they were my mistakes.

Nobody else's.

Mine.

When you get older, all those mistakes

start piling up inside you.

Regrets, blame.

It's enough to make you sick to your stomach.

Problem is, there are certain things

that I just can't change about myself.

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Fill it up, will you?

- Morning. - Good morning.

$20 on eight, please?

Where are your cards?

Cards...backside of this aisle right here.

He almost finished out there?

Yeah, almost.

9-1-1. What's your emergency?

Hello? What's the address of your emergency?

That'll be it.

Okay, $20 on the pump, $24.

$24. That's a steal.

You have a good day.

Boy.

You're the one from the paper.

I think you got me confused with somebody else, alright?

No. I know who you are.

I know who he is too.

The truth, sir...

I assume you're a friend.

I'm sorry.

A friend of the family?

Yeah.

I'm sorry for your loss.

What's gonna happen with the boy?

He's going to his grandparents' place.

Where were they?

They live in Farmington, New Mexico.

But I hear his grandfather's gravely ill.

You driving him?

Oh, no. I'm just gonna chauffeur him over to the bus station.

Do you know Louis?

No.

Thank the Lord, he's got his grandparents.

Yeah.

Alright, son. You ready?

Yes, sir.

Let me help you.

Right over here.

Alright, son.

So alright. Here we go.

Now I've got your ticket.

Your money's in the envelope.

They're gonna put your skis and bags underneath.

I hate buses.

Can't you just drive me?

Aw, son, I'm needed here. But you'll be fine.

Nothing to worry about, okay?

It's uh...it was nice meeting you.

You too, Louis.

I'll be praying for you, son.

Hey, Louis. I'm John.

Yeah, you were at the church.

That's right, that's right.

Nice to meet you.

Listen, I'm sorry about your mother.

It's a shame.

Listen, I just got a phone call from your grandparents.

Apparently, they don't love the idea of you

riding on this bus for three days.

They asked me if I'd give you a lift.

Meanwhile, I was headed that way

so I told them, shit, why not?

Sir, I don't know you.

Yeah, well, I don't really know you either and,

frankly, this is a pain in my ass.

But, like I said, I know your grandparents

and your mother was a... she was a good woman.

You knew my mom?

Yeah.

She never really talked about you.

Yeah?

Well, I guess I didn't make much of an impression then, did I?

We kept in touch. I'd call, she'd call.

- You know how it goes. - Yeah.

Listen, I got to hit the road.

I understand if you don't want to come with me.

Besides, buses ain't so bad.

Perfectly civilized mode of transportation, if you ask me.

But, hey,

good luck to you, kid,

and my deepest condolences to you and your family, alright?

Kid, you getting on the bus? I gotta go.

Sir.

Sir?

Get in.

You, uh...you live in this car or something?

No, of course not.

I just wasn't expecting guests.

Your mother was a wonderful woman.

Classy lady, fun gal. Full of spirit.

She was...

sparky.

- Oh... - She was...

I forgot.

- What do you got there? - Pictures.

Ah.

This is my grandparents' house.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Good, that's good.

You know, the only time I really visited them was when I was little.

Mom didn't get along with my grandparents too well.

Didn't really talk.

Hey, how long do you think it'll take?

I don't know.

What?

Nothing.

Hey, I got to make a couple quick calls.

Should just take me a couple minutes.

- Moody residence. - Mrs. Moody?

John Wheeler here. How you doing?

You have got some nerve calling here.

I was just at your daughter's wake. Where were you?

Earl's sick. Now what do you want?

I got Louis, her boy.

What...why would you have Louis?

Now, look, there's been a change of plans.

I'm gonna drive him home.

Where's that priest? Put Louis on the phone.

It'll just take a couple of days.

You got nothing to worry about.

Now you put Louis back on that bus and get back...

One more stop.

Stay here.

Hey, I need that to get home!

What's up, John?

Will you excuse us for a moment, please?

Okay, thanks.

This is a fucking joke, right?

There's a little over 6,000 bucks right there.

You're short $14,000 and change. Maybe more.

Well, what are you...you said $10,000.

I owe you $10,000.

You're late, John, again. So it's $20.

What are you doing, huh?

How long have we known each other?

Long enough for you to know better.

This is fucking bullshit, John! Do you understand?

What the fuck do you want from me?

John,

protection in jail is very expensive.

Do you understand that?

I didn't ask you for any goddamned protection.

Yeah, but you took it.

You know jail could have been dangerous for you, John.

I'm living out of my car.

I don't have anything else.

I just gave you everything that I got, okay?

Boy, do you want to go back to jail?

You like the bed and the three meals of crap they serve you every day?

'Cause I can arrange that with just one fucking phone call.

Freddy, give me the fucking phone.

No, no, no, no.

You're not gonna make any phone calls.

I got just as much shit on you as you got on me.

6,000 bucks. That's all you get.

We're closed!

We're closed!

Goddamn kid.

Hey, are you in some kind of trouble?

It's nothing.

Did they do that to you?

I don't know what I was thinking.

You ain't worth the trouble.

The closest I could get you is Albuquerque.

I'll call your grandma and have her pick you up in a couple of days.

Good to meet you.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Louis!

Louis!

Louis?

Louis.

Hey.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

I don't want to be alone.

Why did she have to die?

There's no good reason.

I don't know, man.

I don't have anyone else.

Hey, you're gonna be alright.

Hey! Hey!

Hey, let's get something to eat.

I'm hungry.

What's with these skis?

For skiing.

Yeah, well, there ain't no snow around here.

The skis were a gift from my mom.