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Son of a fucking dog, man.

People losing their fingers right and left.

Methylene Chloride stinking up the god damn place.

Lousy coffee.

You're only 20 minutes late and they dock you.

You gotta bring your own coffee, man.

Oh.

Hey, man, nice scooter.

Thanks.

What year is it anyway, man, a '56?

It's got a lot of mismatched stuff but it's a '57 basically.

So you work here, huh?

No, I've just been visiting the place everyday

for the last six years.

Ooh, glutton for punishment or what?

Pays the bills.

Oh, listen man, I'm sorry.

I-I didn't mean anything by it, really.

Just kinda had a fucked up first day.

Don't worry about it.

Joe Mosely.

Dave Coleman, hiya.

It's really a cherry bike.

'You do all the work yourself?'

All but the machining.

Kind of inherited it from my old man.

Yeah? I don't have any family left.

They were all killed in a car wreck.

- Oh, shit. - 'Yeah.'

That's why I ride a bike.

So, uh, what do you do for fun around here, anyway?

♪ Grass smokes stashed up ♪

♪ Up in the sky ♪

♪ I work this job until the day I die ♪

♪ Never had kids, lost my wife ♪

♪ All I got left is this damn motorcycle ♪

♪ Why can't people get together? ♪

♪ My heart's a bloody mess, but my head light as a feather ♪

♪ Gas or beer they don't know, now or never ♪

♪ Beer, gas, ride forever ♪

♪ One dark hill at the edge of the plains ♪

♪ The night crawls over this mountain range ♪

♪ If I knew what I'd lost I might be able to find it ♪

♪ Someone said something I missed I might ♪

♪ Get behind it ♪

♪ Why can't people get together? ♪

♪ My heart's a bloody mess, but my head light as a feather ♪

♪ Gas or beer, they don't know, now or never ♪

♪ Beer, gas, ride forever ♪

'Hey, if you like this place'

'I gotta take you to this place I know.'

Got the most beautiful women in the world, right?

And it's got a casino. It's in Nevada.

You know, getting lucky is the most perfect way to get rich.

Hey, you don't got to fuck anyone over.

You and me, we ought to ride out and hit the old jackpot.

El Dorado, dude.

Yeah, right. I got three weeks to six day shifts.

Listen, this place, it's called the Three Queens..

No, Four Kings, Two Jacks, something like that.

It-it, this real nice family runs it, right?

And they make you feel all safe and happy and warm..

...and lucky.

- Hey, you want a beer? - Absolutely.

I'll be over there.

Let me get two buds.

'Monkeys attack, prepare to meet your doom clown.'

Here you go, sweetheart.

Come on, you little monkey. Whoa, watch out for the medfly.

'Fly like a scud, come on.'

Here's your change.

Yeah. Yes, yes.

Oh!

Ah!

Dave?

'I told Louis, those circuits were overloaded.'

Dave.

Shit.

- Hold on. - 'Hi, is it Joe?'

'May I speak to Joe Mosely, please?'

'Joe, are you there?'

'What's going on? Joe, Joe'

'Joe, can you hear me?'

'I think we have a bad connection.'

'What's happening? What are you doing?'

- Yeah. - 'Hi, Joe. It's Angie Abbot.'

- Angie, who? - 'Angie Abbot from the plant.'

Oh, yeah. You're working with personnel, right?

'Is this a bad time to call? Some kind of..'

No, it's not a bad time to call.

'Well, you sound kind of weird.'

No, there's just some idiot that

I thought was gonna jump off the roof.

'I heard about that guy that got electrocuted and everything.'

'I thought, maybe you'd want some good news.'

I could use some good news.

'I do the data entry for benefits and stuff.'

Uh-huh.

'I can get that guy processed as an accidental death'

'on the shop floor.'

What's so great about that?

'Well, didn't you fork out a bunch of money for his funeral?'

Yeah, the cremation and shit cost about 300 bucks.

'See, if you want, I can do this thing on the computer'

'so that you can get reimbursed.'

'Alright, yeah, great.'

'You don't sound very happy or grateful or anything.'

'If I were you, I'd be hugging and kissing me right now.'

'I mean, you just can't go around paying'

'for stranger's funerals everyday of the week.'

Yeah, I know, I know I can't go around paying

for stranger's funerals every day.

- 'You barely even knew him.' - He seemed like a cool guy.

And you know that if no one claims the body

then he gets stuck in some refrigerator

'Ew.'

Then he gets just shoved in with a bunch of John Does'.

'Why didn't you call his family? They live in St. Marina.'

- What? - 'Yeah.'

'Their address and number are on the computer.'

- 'Said he didn't have family.' - 'Well, he does.'

- 'You should call them.' - 'Well, shit. I'll call 'em.'

'What are they gonna say when I tell them I cremated their son?'

Uh, hi. I'm Joe, I called Mrs. Coleman earlier about Dave.

Yes.

Look, I didn't know him that well

but he'd seem like a real nice guy.

Right, thank you.

Um, he had a last wish before he died.

Sorry?

He said he wanted to ride out to Nevada.

Some place called, El Dorado or something.

And I thought, well, you could..

Fine, thank you.

...do something.

Thank you.

Good evening, my name is Mr. Andrews.

And welcome to the Barstow, Motel 9.

How you doing, Andy?

- Mr. Andrews. - 'Whatever.'

- Got a single for the night? - Certainly, fill this out.

I'll need to see your major credit card, please?

I don't have a major credit card.

I'll need to see two pieces of identification

and the registration for your vehicle.

What's-what's that?

Five gallon, fat bug.

Keep it inside this.

We don't want any grease spots on the furniture.

Do we?

No, we don't want that Andy.

Mr. Andrews.

I'll just keep this to ensure against damages.

Putting you in room 236.

Go around the back and up the stairs, to your left.

Don't you have anything on the first floor?

I'm sorry, Mr. Mosely.

We have a policy of distributing our guests

'evenly throughout the facility.'

And we already have someone registered on the first floor.

Well, I'd like to keep an eye on my bike.

I'm sorry, Mr. Mosely.

Can't deviate from policy.

Look, if I go to bed right now and check out before dawn

then no one will know that you let me slide on the rules.

I didn't get to be a management trainee

by breaking rules, Mr. Mosely.

I have ethics.

Ethics instilled in me by a healthy fear of God.

Have a great night, Andy.

'Here's a re-enactment.'

'Fred Nieman, a postal employee in Shipsburgh, Alabama.'

'Went on a rampage today.'

'Planting letter bombs in the mail boxes'

of all the homes on his route which received correspondent

from Planned Parenthood of America.

Right before detonating a bomb in his own carrier bag.

Mr. Nieman proclaimed, "Long live the unborn."

'Ah.'

Ah.

What the fuck are you doing?

Nothing.

And you have the nerve to call this a Motel 9?

There's no wrapping on one of my drinking glasses.

'There's no bath soap in my room.'

But, I...

Don't gimme some excuse like there's two bars of hand soap.

'Cause there's supposed to be one of each

not two of one, god damn it..

Were your accommodations alright, Sir?

Huh? Oh, yeah, fine.

What do I owe you?

'$21.95.'

Can I get my license and stuff back?

Pardon me?

Over there, my pink slip, license, union card.

The guy last night, took 'em from me.

Why?

Why, um..?

I think 'cause he was an asshole.

Is there a map of Nevada over there?

Do you have a map of Nevada?

I'm terribly sorry, Sir.

We used to have them. But we ran out.

But I believe they're on order.

And I-I think they'll be in sometime this month.

Forget it.

You know, I'm something of a gazetteer

when it comes to the Great Basin.

- Perhaps, I could help. - What the hell is a gazetteer?

A geographical dictionary.

Oh, really?

You know where El Dorado is?

No.

Great.

Well, it's only a hobby.

Oh, he forgot his change.

Hey, I'll give him the change. I'll give him the change.

I'll give it right to him.

Hey, I got your nickel back for you.

My name is Sam.

Joe.

That's your bike?

Yeah.

Pretty fucking cool, huh?

It's a Harley Davidson, huh?

Yeah.

It's-it's classic?

Yeah, it could be.

Does it run good?

- Yeah. - 'Alright.'

Hey. uh..

- What were you doing? - What?

Never mind.

Bye, Joe.

First mail.

Hi, this is Joe Mosely. Can you check...

- Hi, Joe. - Who's this?

Angie.

Oh, hi, I need to take a couple of sick days.

What's wrong?

Well, nothin' really.

I just need some time off so I can...

Oh, Joe. You don't have any more sick days left.

Damn.

Want me to add on some for you?

- How can you do that? - On the computer.

Oh, really?

That-that'd be great.

Joe, I was thinking that when you go back

maybe we could do something together.

You mean like a date?

You know, it's kind of risky for me

to be doing this computer thing.

- Yeah, but, um... - So, what about Friday night?

Friday?

Uh, yeah, I guess I'll be back by then.

Morning.

- Can I get a draught? - Sure.

'Where you headed?'

Nevada, some place called El Dorado.

- You know where's it's at? - Nevada?

You know, I had a great run up in Nevada one time.

Must have been '61, '62.

'My buddy Nelson come out.'

'He had a DSA and I had a, I had an Old Indian.'

Whoops, course that was long before I got married.

Since then, I haven't done much ridin'.

Hell, I ain't done any ridin' at all.

I had an old lady.

She used to spit rocks every time I'd go on a run.

- Where's she now? - Gone.

But not forgotten.

Send her $600 a month alimony

for the last six years.

- That's a lot of money. - I heard that.

You know, me and Nelson

we used to go up to Pyramid Lake to go fishing.

Of course, I don't do it now.

'Cause I got this fish up there called Cui-ui or something.

It's like a Indian name.

These Cui-uis' are like prehistoric fish.

I'm not talking about the kind of fish that's prehistoric

I'm talking about each one individually, is prehistoric.

'That makes them old.'

And when they get old, they get big.

And when they get big, they get feet.

When they get feet, they get dangerous.

Not only they can swim on water, they can slide around the top.

'They could jump up in the air''

Hey, Joe, come on, check out my new bike.

Joe, come on.

And you too.

1968, Triumph Bonneville 750.

- All original parts. - Yeah, special.

Yeah, look at those hot pipes.

Pretty, hey, look. Triumph Bonneville 750.

Yeah.

Boy, that's a classic.

Think so? It's pretty fuckin' cool.

What do I owe you for the beer?

No, forget it. Just keep riding.

Alright.

You think I could ride with you?

It's a free road.

- See you. - Wait-wait up.

Wait.

I wasn't too sure about this bike.

You know? I mean it looks kind of fucked up.

It's not all sturdy like yours, but it's tight man, it's tight.

Yay! That is great.

God!

'Power, freedom.'

First bike I ever owned, man. It is perfect.

Fuck!

Hey.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Why did you stop?

Is your bike busted?

No.

I got some tools.

Guy who sold me the bike threw in some wrenches and stuff.

Look, I got wrenches.

Then what's wrong?

I need a ribbon.

Oh.

So, on your way to El Dorado, huh?

Yeah, if I get there.

What's it to you anyway?

I don't know, I just.. We're out here. I figured.

You don't have to hang around...

I'm not gonna leave you in the middle of nowhere.

Are you followin' me?

You're not going anywhere.

Yeah, but first, you're on the roof outside my apartment.

Then you're at the same motel as me.

And now you show up with this bike.

This bike was a great deal, 500 bucks

and the guy threw in a set of wrenches and this jacket

helmet and everything.

Oh, yeah, what about the motels?

I always stay at Motel 9, I figured you were into 'em too.

Really.

Aright, look, I was kind of following you.

I don't know much about bikes, I figured you could help me out.

You know, if something goes wrong.

It's kind of funny that yours is the one that broke down.

Yeah.

Hey, could I get one?

'Can I smoke?'

Thanks.

Yeah, started smoking when I was seven.

Never buy 'em though.

'When did you start?'

Pretty worried about your bike, huh?

I'm worried about being on the middle of a desert

with somebody who doesn't have his own cigarettes.

Okay.

I'll just save it for later.

Ya, do that.

Hey.

Hey, it's gonna stop, Joe.

Lovely day.

A bit warm though to be sitting in the middle of the desert.

- I know, my friend broke down. - Maybe I can help.

Yeah, uh..

- What do you need? - Eighth-inch rivet.

Yeah, he needs an eighth-inch rivet.

Well, I got a lot of fixing paraphernalia back in my place.

You got any beer?

- I have some Cristal. - Wow, speed?

- Champagne. - Oh.

Speed kills, or worse.

It makes you psychotic.

You got it?

People love it, because it makes them feel

they're in control of their destiny.

What you oughta be on a look out for is transcendent reality.

Seeing in and seeing out.

Okay, push it up here.

'Okay.'

Speed kills.

'You know where a place called El Dorado is?'

'There's an El Dorado Canyon up near Mt. Charleston.'

'Oh, great.'

'I'll ride back here with the bike.'

See ya.

Forget it.

I'm not leaving you alone with that guy, he's nuts.

I'm fine man.

I'm telling you, the guy's insane.

Look, how slow he's driving. Fucking crazy.

Just get lost, will you?

No way, I'll make sure you're alright.

Joe, wait up.

'It's cool, that crazy guy knew where El Dorado is, huh?'

- 'Yeah.' - 'Mountain dew, alright.'

Man, I haven't had one of these since I was like six years old.

I had this friend Corky.

And he used to drink 'em all the time.

'He said it improved his burping.'

Anyway, he had this sister.

And every day, man, she was such a bitch.

She'd come home after school everyday and take his

afterschool snack.

- A Marlboro box, please. - Okay.

Anyway, um, his snacks were usually like, um..

waffles or something, you know?

But, do you always smoke Marlboros?

Yeah, can I get a pack of Marlboro's, please?

Could I get two packs, hard packs of Marlboro's, please?

- On me. - Two pack?

You always smoke the hard pack?

'Cause I think you're supposed to get

more tobacco from the soft pack.

'Cause they cut 'em.

I mean, they make then shorter so they can close the lid.

Of the hard pack, I mean.

You know, 'cause they're suppose to fall out of the soft pack

a lot easier.

- Do you want anything else? - Uh, no, thanks.

You sure?

We got chicken fried steak on special today.

- This is fine. - Okay.

- 'What are you doing?' - 'What's that?'

'Help. Ah, help me'

'What are you doing?'

You just stay right there boy, don't you move it.

- I didn't do anything. - Shit.

'Ah, help.'

You're hurting me, I didn't do anything.

When was the last time you passed through here?

I never been here before my entire life.

Don't bullshit me.

Uh, maybe, I went to, uh, I took a bus to see my

Grandma Mooney in Wisconsin.

Joe, help me.

Officer, let him off. He's not hurting anyone.

Well, he could be.

He bears a sinister resemblance to a vicious criminal

that's been around in our area.

And since when is it a crime to look like somebody?

'Yeah, what the guy do anyway?'

Unlawful re-pass and remove.

- What? - Huh?

Dine and dash.

I'm gonna let you go with a warning this time.

He didn't do anything.

You don't realize what's happening, do you?

'Cause if you did, you'd be shitting in your shoes.

Wouldn't you be quaking with fear?

I want you to look around, just look around.

Tell me what you see?

A whole society that's obsessed with feeling good and happy.

But underneath that moronic veneer

lurks a thirst for blood.

Yes, my friend.

An invidious potential..

...lawlessness...and despair.

Existential and otherwise.

The sooner you weasels open your eyes

to the hideous truth.

'The sooner you wish you were dead.'

- 'That guy is insane.' - 'Let's get outta here.'

Hey, how come you don't wear a helmet?

Those are bullshit man.

Hey, your key, man.

Don't forget your key.

Oh, man, you sure wouldn't rather hit

a Burger King or something?

- No, this place is cool. - Hey, hey, cool cats.

Just in time for the platter party.

- Hi, I bet you're a wild one. - Uh, no.

They had a lot of places like this in 50's?

Oh, yeah.

Everyday after nursery school I just hop on my tricycle.

Goin' down to Muscle Beach

and have milk and cookies with Elvis.

Cool.

'Bacon double cheese burger.'

'Coney Island Dog.'

Black cow.

Meatloaf sandwich.

Sprite.

'Tender omelet.'

Spaghetti dinner.

'A bowl of soup.'

French toast.

Monte Cristo baby.

Uh, chef salad, diet plate, decaf coffee.

And a hot fudge sundae.

Hi, I'm Caspar.

- What do you guys want? - 'It's okay, man. We can...'

No, put their order on my tab.

My name is Sam. He's Joe.

I'd like some French fries.

And a root beer float and a-and a paddy malt.

That's al...alright.

Just coffee.

Well, that ain't enough for no swashbuckler.

'Give the man a steak sandwich'

couple of eggs and strawberry shake.

No, really, I...

You don't like strawberry, I understand

I don't either. Make it vanilla.

And bring out a chocolate one, just in case.

'And an ice water.'

So, what do you guys do?

We ride.

Outlaws, huh?

Yeah.

What about you?

Me?

I'm Symbionese.

Cool.

Cool.

Here is the steak sandwich.

Here's your paddy malt and fries..

'Come on.'

Wow.

Free food for the bar.

Thanks.

'What?'

'Oh my god.'

'Coward people.'

Stop that man.

Son of a bitch.

Monte Cristo you, baby.

Interesting guy, huh?

Uh-huh.

Listen.

Where does someone, "Symbionese" come from?

I don't know, man. Sounds Middle Eastern to me.

Must be cool.

How much further to El Dorado?

I think it's too far.

Let's stop in Vegas for the night.

Cool, they got a Motel 9 there.

I'm sorry, I don't think..

This is bullshit, Lady.

Come on, I see this commercial all day on TV.

We're never sorry..

'If you'd only made a reservation.'

I'm a member of the, of the Frequent Sleeper Club.

And we really appreciate your loyalty.

Lady, can't you just kick someone out?

- Come on, please, can't... - Honey, honey, look.

Across the street I can see they still have rooms.

You can't see anything.

Argh.

Hey, it's a crazy kinda evening tonight.

I hope everyone is with the one they love.

I know, I am.

♪ Spring time and the city is..♪

'Hey, man. What is it with you and Motel 9?'

These guys are kinda funny, huh?

Where do you think they get their suits from?

Hey, Sam.

How come you stay at Motel 9's all the time?

Okay.

I'm a regional inspector for the chain, you see?

I travel around to make sure they're doing everything okay.

I mean, you have no idea how many of these places

they fold the towels in half.

I mean, they're supposed to be folded in thirds.

'And there's this pillow problem.'

'Th-they're different sized pillows.'

They-they put the-the sheet is supposed to be all the way up.

Folded over and the pillows are supposed to go on top.

'Whoa, whoa, whoa.'

If you know so much, you're such a hot shot.

Why don't you just snap your fingers and go command a room?

'Cause I'm working under cover. I'm a spy for the head office.

♪ What does it matter ♪

In fact, I don't think it's a bad idea

if I go across the street and stake the place out.

Someone could be checking out in the middle of the night.

'Goodnight, folks.'

See you.

Folks, your attention, please. Live from Orlando.

'It's Ms. Labia Mirage.'

'All you've got is yourself.'

And yourself is inside your body.

And your body is your own.

That's cool.

It's really cool.

Boo.

'I thought you might me hungry''

Yum. Thanks, Kitty.

Why do you like sex?

I don't know.

Um.

'Cause it feels good.

Most of the time, I think, people take it too seriously

like it's a consummate and sacred.

I mean, the most holy thing about it

is that it's human.

Yeah, but what about animals?

They just do it to breed.

Humans know about affection.

Does that mean we should get a room?

Can we get the check?

Sure.

Thanks.

Hey.

You wanna come with me to El Dorado?

The legendary city with gold conquistador.

- Yeah, I guess so. - Well, maybe some other time.

I gotta stick to my schedule.

Hey, hey, Sam.

Time to go.

This is Ms. Labia Mirage.

And she's dancin' her way to the Yukon.

Time to get going.

You know what they say, conquistador?

No, what?

Stick with the one who can see the truth of your soul.

Don't take any wooden nickels.

Bye.

Bye.

Hey, Mr. Motel 9.

How'd you like that parking lot? Huh?

Angie, I'm not sure, I'm gonna be back on Friday night.

Really? Oh, darn. I told my parents you're coming over.

- Your parents? - Yeah.

But they're home every night. We can do it on a Saturday.

Well, I...

And Joe, my dad really likes it when guys wear suits.

- But uh... - See you Saturday.

Is this where we're goin'?

This is El Dorado, doesn't it?

This isn't it.

- It says, "Eldorado Canyon". - Yeah, but it's not El Dorado.

What do you mean?

What do you mean, what do I mean?

You see a casino?

You see any of the most beautiful women in the world?

This is fucking great.

There's no fucking casino.

There's no goddamn women.

You trying to pick up a date at a camp ground?

I should've known.

I should've fucking known.

I burned 200 bucks on this goddamn trip.

I got no more sick leave left.

And there's some jailbait computer scam artist

trying to blackmail me to go out with her.

Goddamn it!

She probably didn't even do what she said she was gonna do.

I can just kiss my job goodbye.

- 'You hear that?' - 'What?'

♪ I don't even know good bye ♪

♪ Come ♪

♪ Show me where ♪

♪ The water lies ♪

♪ I don't need no preacher ♪

♪ To show me God ♪

♪ I can't see it ♪

♪ Shinin' in your eyes ♪

♪ I'm walkin' ♪

♪ Over the hill ♪

♪ I haven't got it together yet ♪

♪ But before I'm over the hill I will ♪

♪ Look in to see the light ♪

♪ Hopin' I can last all night ♪

♪ Hopin' that I live to see the light ♪

Like to smoke?

Othello Jones.

Sam.

Joe.

That song, man.

It's beautiful.

You're too kind.

'Once upon time, in Ancient Rome'

'there was a band of gladiators.'

'Now, you know, gladiators were all slaves.'

'But these particular gladiators were Ethiopian Saints, as well''

'This was during the decline.'

It was about 1 AD or so. AD.

'These gladiators refused to perform their battles'

'for the ruling class. Now, it didn't matter to 'em'

'that they would be crucified or burned'

'or shot with slings and arrows.'

They wouldn't die for support.

They-they get killed anyway though. Didn't they?

Well, everybody dies.

It's part of life.

But these gladiators

they don't waste their deaths.

'And maybe, because they were martyred'

'or maybe, because they were right.'

Their convictions were passed down through the ages.

'They could see the truth.'

'Touch souls.'

'So, how'd you like Vietnam?'

What?

You're, I would say, 37, 38 years old?

Yeah, I didn't go.

Our lottery number was 348.

You were lucky.

Yeah, maybe, so.

Definitely.

You-you got to stay here and go to Woodstock

and everything.

Nixon years when everybody's partying.

Nixon, he's-he's that guy

who's always on the cover of Time.

No, man. He was a President.

How am I supposed to know all that history from the '60?

I wasn't even born till 1970.

You start learning now.

George Reagan, he makes Nixon look like a real decent guy.

That's George Bush.

Well, I, uh, I get 'em kinda confused myself.

Hey, man, thanks, uh, for these sleeping bags.

And the food.

It's nothin'.

Listen, would either of you guys happen to have a Roman candle?

Yeah. I-I have one.

Thanks.

Goodnight.

That guy is insane.

Insane?

You think everybody is insane.

No, I don't.

Yeah, you do.

No.

El Dorado.

What a joke.

Why do you wanna go there, anyway?

Because of this.

You're sellin' drugs?

It's ashes.

Met this guy ...ve.

And he had the coolest ride.

It's a 1965, Electra Glide.

He just died.

On a bike?

'No''

'Playing some video game''

- Wow, which one? - 'I don't know.'

Poor fucker.

'He said, he wanted to go to some place in Nevada''

El Dorado.

So, you've been searching this whole time

to do somethin' righteous for a friend?

Guess so.

That's cool.

That's really cool.

I thought finally, by now, I mean

I gotta get back to my job.

No, you gotta keep going, you gotta find it.

Dave. Dave, wouldn't have wanted it like that.

'You gotta find it.'

You said El Dorado?

- Yeah. - Okay.

I don't see an El Dorado.

Could it be, could it be Elko? It could be Ely?

Yeah, guess I could have heard him wrong, you know.

We'll get up, first thing in the morning, the crack of dawn

we can go tomorrow and head straight to Ely.

You-you'll only miss one more day of work.

You call and tell him, you broke both your legs or something.

Okay. Why not?

Hey. Why is this instrument of potential torture still intact?

What?

It's your responsibility, as campers

and as honorable men on this planet

to cut through the connections of these nooses

waiting to happen before discarding 'em

in a proper refuse container.

What the fuck are you talking about?

I'm talking about negligence and murder.

People throw shit anywhere. It ends up in the lake.

Duck dives down to get some food

gets caught in one of these things and drowns.

Curious baby beaver sees one of these things floating by

it's dam, sticks his head through it, swims off.

Beaver starts to mature, next thing, you know

you got a strangled adult beaver.

You wanna kill innocent little water creatures?

- No, sir. - No.

Good.

What the fuck was that all about, man?

Saving little water creatures.

Hey, look, that insane guy is gone.

Hmm?

What do you think we oughta do with these sleeping bags?

Keep them.

Keep them?

You only wanna stay in Motel 9's.

Oh, yeah. We're going to Northern Nevada.

Hey, listen, there's 12 Motel 9s in Northern Nevada.

The one in Ely has got 48 rooms.

Ride, ride.

'Come on, Joe. Let's go.'

'We got ground to cover.'

'The open road''

'The sky, desert, bee''

'gas, ride forever''

The open road.

Hi, Angie, it's Joe. I got some bad news.

Oh, no. What?

Well, the thing is, I-I broke my legs.

Oh, my God. Are you okay?

Hey, they're just hairline fractures.

I'll be fine, in a day or two.

You poor thing. Do you want me to get you some workman's comp?

Fuck, yeah, it's like free money.

Hey, Joe.

If you suddenly got a bunch of free money

what would you do with it?

Buy another Harley. 56.

What would you do?

Exactly what we're doing? Just hangin' out ridin'.

Did you and your dead friend go on a bunch of rides together?

No, I didn't know him that long.

Watch this.

Sam!

Oh.

Ouch.

No..

No..

Are you okay?

Did you break anything?

My shifter.

'What are you doing?'

Taking you to the hospital.

'What? No way.'

No way am I riding on the back of someone's god damn bike.

- Not even yours, Joe. - Don't be stupid.

I would rather walk and crawl through this burning desert

on my bleeding and torn knees.

'20 fucking miles.'

Uh, but..

No.

Joe.

Uh, there's..

- Hi, I'm Max. - Shh.

Hey. Hey, I need some help.

Is there a machine shop, around here?

Hey.

- Hey, wanna go to a meeting? - Huh?

A very happening one, not far from here. Come on.

So, all the cappuccino, you can drink.

Lot of famous Hollywood celebrities go there. Come on.

One step at a time.

'I know how it is.'

'I've been there. We all have.'

Start out, you roll through a few stop signs.

Remember Billy Idol.

'Next thing you know'

'you're making lane changes without signal.'

Then you fall in with bad company.

Bunch of shiftless punks who got no respect for the speed limit.

'One day your hay-fever is acting up on you.'

So, you take an antihistamine.

Get on your bike, don't even think about it.

But you're ridin' under the influence.

You bottomed out.

This is bullshit!

'...finds that the most common effect'

'of prolonged drug use on young people today'

'is averse to Christianity.'

Welcome to Oscar's house of dead meat.

What will it be?

Uh, my friend here could use a shifter for his bike.

Got one right here.

Wow.

- Is this a dream? - If you believe in nightmares.

'Joe, I should go I think.'

Oh, do not mind him. It's called gallows humor.

Yeah, but it isn't funny.

Only, if you're in love and waiting to die.

My name's Oscar. This is my wife, Celeste.

I've got cancer, she's got AIDS.

Joe, I think we should go, now.

Oh, no, no! Come on!

'Take a load off.'

Let me fix your bike.

Let him fix your bike.

'It's really weird''

I ain't done any smack in years.

I was a secretary in an insurance office.

Cleaned up, straight.

- You sure? - No, thanks.

I was bored out of my fucking mind.

Real recovery success story.

When I found out I was gonna die young

I figured, I got nothing to lose

so ...broke into operations at the test site.

Test site?

Where they test all the nuclear warheads.

You must've driven right past it.

You've got some sauce on you.

Anyway, I was really pissed off

they were spending more money to make people sick than well.

So, I broke in...and I chained myself to the controls.

'Oscar started writing to me from the underground'

'while I was in prison.'

'A woman after my own heart.'

I grew up 30 miles from the test site.

I was dying the minute I was born.

So is everybody.

So they are.

But I wanted to change the world.

He was a revolutionary.

'I guess, you think there's peace on earth.'

A million people in jail.

And they're building more prisons than schools.

Hey, look, it's better than it was, okay?

Did this kid suffer a head injury recently?

Are you sure you're okay?

A lot better than those guys.

They're insane.

No, they're not.

Hey! What are you doin'?

I'm just hanging out with Dave.

That ain't funny.

- Where's the cap? - I don't know.

'It's around here somewhere.'

What did you take it off for?

I just wanted to get to know him a little better.

Oh, here.

Now, come on. We got to get to Ely.

It's 200 miles from here.

So?

Well...that's where the nearest Motel 9 is.

They got 48 rooms there.

They got safe parking and everything.

HBO, free coffee between 7 and 11 a.m.

'Donuts and air conditioning.'

Sam...you're fucking weird.

Hi, Angie, it's Joe.

You're coming back tomorrow, right?

Yeah. Good.

'Cause you know something? I really miss you.

What are you doing?

It's fucking raining, man!

No, it isn't!

Wait! Where are you going?

Wait!

Joe.

Why are you stopping here?

See that sign?

No.

- It's right there. - I don't wanna stay here.

Fine, we'll go to the one across the street

but the bar might still be open here.

Come on, please. Another hour and a half and we'll be in Ely.

There's a motel 9 there. My treat.

Hey, fuck motel 9's!

My idea of a treat right now, is a few beers, a warm bed

'and some TV!'

Joe, come on. You got to!

Hey, I don't got to do anything!

What about Dave?

Dave is in no hurry, man. I wanna get some sleep.

But, what if that casino is in Ely?

It'll be there tomorrow.

Hey, man, I'm going without you.

Fine, fucking go.

Alright, then, you asshole. I'm going. Fuck you!

No, fuck you!

Pussy!

Is that a cocktail lounge in there?

It's a room.

I've got a bottle of Wild Turkey.

Somebody left behind, last month.

Come on and have a drink.

Have a seat.

Thanks, man.

So, if this isn't a bar

what is it?

It is what anybody wanna make of it.

Sometimes, it's a mason meeting hall.

Sometimes, the odd fellows.

There aren't too many people around here, anymore.

You oughta visit our cemetery.

My favorite one is Fanny Peterson.

They loved till death did them apart.

He killed her.

Death is the answer for a lot of people.

- Answer to what? - Whatever they're looking for.

Mostly, it's about love.

Either lost or yearned for.

'You know what I'm sayin'?'

Me, I spent my whole life sitting on the sidelines.

Stayin' out of trouble.

'Goin' to work. Payin' my taxes.'

Watchin' a lot of people die tryin' to make their connection.

- You know what I'm sayin'? - Yeah, sure.

Like, love connection, or somethin'.

Chuck Woolery.

Boy, he's a funny guy, isn't he?

That's right, kid. He died from it.

I did.

'Real love and friendship, more dangerous than death.'

Now, I'm so old

I sorta wish that I had lived a little more reckless.

Yeah.

Find yourself a friend, kid.

It's your birthday, son.

So, have some fun when you unwrap

and shoot your...aim.

'Birthday, son, so have some..'

A guy riding a beat-up Triumph, stay here?

Yep, sure did. You bet.

- Is he still here? - No, sir.

Did you see which way he was headed?

No, sir.

Is there a casino around here, called, uh

Four Kings or Three Queens or somethin'?

We don't go in for that kind of stuff around here.

- We're Mormons. - Oh.

Could I get you a room or something?

'No.'

Thanks.

Be careful.

That highway 50

it's the loneliest road in America.

Angie, listen, I'm gonna need a little more time off.

Why don't you just come out and say you don't wanna see me.

You know, if it wasn't for me, you'd be out of a job.

I know. I promise I'll head back tomorrow. If I don't...

My mom's been holding dinner, for 3 days now.

Just one more day, I mean, come on.

Well...alright.

But, promise, you'll call me tonight, okay?

I promise.

Hey, conquistador.

- How are you doing? - I'm off tonight.

Well, get on. Let's go somewhere.

- So, how've you been? - I've been better.

You on your way to the Yukon?

Yep, 43 more gigs, 4,000 more miles.

'Remember that guy, Sam?'

Your friend, right?

He has the weirdest thing about motel 9's.

'Why?'

Fuck if I know.

But he's really alright.

How come you're not traveling with him anymore?

He went to look for a motel 9.

You know, I think the place

I'm supposed to play tonight is...wait a minute, let me see.

It is. It's a motel 9.

- Oh, really? - Yep.

Hey, what's the name of this town again?

Jackpot.

- That's fucking it. - What?

- That's what he said. - Who?

Dave. He said Jackpot.

Ride out and hit Jackpot. El Dorado, dude!

Hey, look, and there's the motel 9.

'And, that looks like Sam's bike.'

Double O-1, double O-2.

What room did the guy say?

Double O-4.

Hey, Sam!

Sam!

Shit.

You can come and stay in my room if you want.

No, it's okay. Maybe, I'll look for him, down in the bar.

Okay. Well, I gotta get ready for work.

'Come see my show later?'

Yeah, sure.

Sam?

Sam.

You are so fucking passive, man.

You listen to any goddamn shit, and some fucking stranger

on the street's gotta dish up for you.

You go east fuckin' Jesus and back with some fuckin' gas can

filled with ashes of somebody you barely even knew!

When it comes to hanging out with somebody...

Hey, fuckin' cool out!

Fuck you, man! Fuck you!

When it comes to sticking around for somebody who's lost

you're a fuckin' useless sack of shit, man!

I mean, look at you. Even your fuckin' bike is lame, man.

If you were cool, you'd have a '56 Harley instead of that '57.

I didn't really mean it about your bike.

It's alright, man. I'd rather have a stock '56 anyway.

I fucking hate being alone.

Me too.

So, my grandma tells me

that they both committed suicide.

That's supposed to make me feel better.

Jesus, man. Better than what?

Better than knowing they abandoned me.

They checked into a Motel 9... under fake names, right?

- Never heard from 'em again. - 'Fuck, man.'

So, that's your thing with ...tel 9's, huh?

Yeah, that's my thing.

'Life is such a pain in the ass.'

'I mean, you want it to mean somethin''

and, be real and shit.

And, then all you get is... like, some job and an ex-wife.

Then you start feeling old, man.

You can't get anywhere either.

Oh, shit!

What?

I forgot to call Angie.

Who's Angie?

'Where do you think you're going?'

Just put it on my tab, man.

'Personnel.'

Could I speak to Angie?

'Just a minute. Angie, it's for you.'

Who's Angie?

'Hold on a second. She'll be with you in a minute''

- 'Hello?' - Hi, Angie. It's Joe.

- 'Little late to be calling.' - I know, I forgot.

- But, uh, I'm calling you now. - 'What for?'

To say, I'll be home tomorrow.

'You're unemployed. I tore up your workman's' comp forms.'

What?

'And I reported you for absenteeism.'

- Why? - 'I thought you liked me.'

- 'I bought a hat for you.' - 'Will you stop...'

'And my mom ruined a whole bunch of good food.'

'She wanted us to get married.'

An-Angie?

- I hardly even know you. - 'Tell that to my mom.'

Mom...

Shit!

She tore up my workman's comp forms

and then, reported me for absenteeism.

Who's Angie?

'What?'

Nothing.

Nothing makes any difference anyway, right?

You tell me.

- It's your last supper, Caspar. - Free food for the poor!

You're under arrest.

Get off me, man! God damn it!

Six more meals and I would've made Guinness.

You have the right to remain silent.

It's entrapment. The marquee says free buffet.

Anything you say, can and will be used

against you, in a court of law.

- You're an asshole! - You're a miscreant.

You have the right to have a lawyer present at questioning.

Death to the fascist insects that prey upon the people!

'If you cannot afford to hire a lawyer...'

- I can't even afford food! - Come on.

'The court will appoint one.'

I'm quite willing to carry out the executions

of your daughters, if I had the chance.

Death to the fascist media empire

'that's working another world tonight!'

Damn, man!

Just when you think you got problems..

'Then death to the fascist bugs!'

Give me liberty or give me death!

No, no, no, no, no.

Poor, dead Dave.

You know what his last words were

before he got fried on the video machine?

He said, "Everybody gets lucky at Jackpot!"

- Alright! - Whoa!

Hey! Yeah!

Hey! Don't lose it all in one place, pal!

- Let's do it for Dave! - Whee!

- How you doin'? - How you doin'?

How much should we get, Joe?

How much do we got, Sam?

♪ Now today, made a promise ♪

♪ So sweetly ♪

♪ And you've got the situation well in hand ♪

♪ As a smile grows upon your face so discreetly ♪

♪ Like a shadow across the land ♪

♪ Now today up is up but tomorrow you're up ♪

♪ Maybe coming down ♪

♪ Tomorrow may come crashing ♪

♪ On your head ♪

♪ And spin your little world ♪

♪ Around it ♪

♪ It's time to come on down to the roadside ♪

♪ You know the waiter ♪

♪ Down by the roadside ♪

Dave wouldn't want it to end like this, man.

Are you listening to me? Now, don't screw this thing up.

Okay.

'Cause I got a plan. Let me do the talking.

Okay.

- Hey, again. - Hi.

You know, a close friend of mine, Mr. Da-David Coleman.

Formerly of San Moreno, California. He suggested that...

Dave Coleman?

Yeah!

That's right, Mr. David Coleman.

He said that you'd lend us extra money just in case we needed it.

Well, of course. How much do you need?

Uhm...300?

Thousand.

Oh, 300,000 is more than we have in our bank.

I'm afraid we're not that large of an organization.

You know, he meant 3,000.

Oh, well, now, that we can do.

That's one..

...two..

'...and, three.'

Thank you!

'Good luck.'

Hm-m-m.

But you don't absolutely have to pay it in cash.

We do accept certificates of deposit, or treasury bills

Or jewelry, titles to motor vehicles.

No fucking way!

Joe, you can't.

We got no choice, man.

'Hey, conquistador. How's it going?'

'Don't ask.'

Our policy is one half of the blue book value.

What are you doing?

Cashing in our bikes.

Ha! You're joking, right?

Nope.

But why?

Blame it on Dave.

Sir, the value of these two motorcycles divided by 2

adds up to $2,800.

I'm going to need another 200 to expunge your debt.

Did you say $2,800?

You know, my bike is worth 8 times that much?

I spend 13 years building that bike.

I'm terribly sorry, sir.

But I'm still gonna need another 200.

You think if I had $200, I'd be selling my bike?

Joe, Joe, come on. Come on. Take it easy, Joe.

Will this help?

I hate this job, sometimes.

It's wonderful when I can pay people out.

But when I have to take people's money and valuables

away from 'em..

Oh, dear. Here's ten bucks, just walking around money.

Come on, come on, Joe. Come on.

- Are you alright, Joe? - What do you think?

- Shut up, asshole. - Heh.

- Hey, Joe, we got ten dollars. - Terrific.

- You wanna keep it? - No. I'll lose that too.

Miss Mirage. Miss Mirage.

The bus will be here any minute. Felt you need these.

- Thank you. - Sure.

Hey, I wanna pay you back that 200.

Don't worry about it. I've got another gig tonight at Idaho.

I'll make it up.

No, really, like, I'll send it to you.

How?

Well..

...uh, Miss Labia Mirage, care of Yukon.

Ha. It's Prudence.

- I got your stuff. - Thanks, man.

Well..

"Well", what?

Well, let's go dump Dave.

Here.

Here?

Should we do something?

Like what?

I don't know, pray?

Pray?

You know, like a moment of silence or something.

Maybe we'll get a sign.

I don't know, man.

The only sign I'm gettin' is that it's a long way back to LA.

Let's go.

W-wait, Joe, hold on.

So, when did you start believing in religious stuff?

I don't.

It's a stupid idea.

You know what's stupid is losing your job and your bike.

Just so you can dump what's left of some stranger

out in the middle of nowhere.

What's stupid, is searching every Motel 9 across America

trying to find two shithead parents

you barely even remember.

Did you really think you'd find 'em?

No.

Huh, so much for rush hour.

'Hey!'

You guys!

Hey!

'Hey!'

Which way is Idaho?

It's about five miles that way.

Do you guys got a smoke?

Give her a cigarette, Joe.

Aren't you a little young to be smoking?

What are you? Her dad?

Lucky he's not. I'd kick him in the shins right now if he were.

Here.

My name is Sam.

I'm Gloria. He's Joe, right?

- Why you goin' to Idaho? - I'm not really going to Idaho.

Too many Right-To-Life-er's and Neo-Nazi's.

I just have to get to a state where I won't be extradited.

- Huh? - I'm a refugee.

I ran away from this reform school called Camp America

that my parents put me in.

What'd they do that for?

I came home from a BDP concert at 1 o'clock.

And they freaked out. They kept screaming

that I was in the clutches of a Satanic cult

organized by narco-terrorists.

No shit.

They didn't even let me sleep, and drove me to the airport.

We live in Houston. And sent me to this witch, Mrs. Gorren.

Along with a check for 15 grand.

So I can learn some "decent values."

$15,000?

Hey, brain washing's expensive these days.

Bummer was, that was supposed to be my college fund.

- I'd better get going. - So, where are you going?

Well, where I really wanna go is Haiti.

There's more under-educated people there than anywhere else

in this hemisphere. Except for maybe here.

I figure I could teach kids to read or something.

'But it'll be hard to get a visa, plane ticket or anything''

So, I figured I'd hitch up to Alaska and watch sea otters.

It's turning into one big oil swamp up there.

Where you guys headed?

- Back to LA. - What for?

Well, I gotta try to get my job back. Get another motorcycle.

Oh, I'm thinking of getting into Psychotherapy.

Later.

So, what's wrong with that?

You're just a couple of self-indulgent pussies

burrowing into your own stupid, little cocoons.

You probably love that "Don't worry be happy" song.

I hated that song.

There's a whole world changing out there.

I guess if you wanna die in the vine

with the Empire in decline, it's up to you.

She shouldn't be hitch-hiking you know.

She's so young and...

Insane?

No...smart.

Hey, wait. Wait up.

'Comin'?'

Nah.

Gonna miss you, Joe.

Yeah, don't worry about it, man.

I'll call you when we get somewhere.

You can't call me.

You don't know my last name.

Where you headed?

Idaho, maybe Alaska.

♪ Buzzing hearts up in the street ♪

♪ Pointing signs, they're so well lit ♪

♪ Saying this way ♪

♪ Pleading ♪

♪ Directly to the strides ♪

♪ Ho-ha sweat on your brow ♪

♪ As it turns into boss man's dollar ♪

♪ Used keys are all we tired to ♪

♪ Open tarnished doors ♪

♪ Leave your friends to travel ♪

♪ Behind your house and mine ♪

♪ But finished stored and settled ♪

♪ In the promised land ♪

♪ Rustling dust in to the wind ♪

♪ Ashes of a friend ♪

♪ Ho-ha sweat on your brow ♪

♪ As it turns into boss man's dollar ♪

♪ Hammer and tongs man, it doesn't take long ♪

♪ I'm tired too, it's time to sing a new song ♪

♪ Countless treasures, a heart of gold ♪

♪ Buried in your soul ♪

♪ Ho-ha sweat on your brow ♪

♪ As it turns into boss man's dollar ♪

♪ Hammer and tongs man, it doesn't take long ♪

♪ I'm tired too, it's time to sing a new song ♪

♪ Countless treasures, a heart of gold ♪

♪ Buried in your soul ♪

♪ Idaho, Alaska ♪

♪ El Dorado ♪

♪ If you find it you'll know ♪

♪ Countless treasures, a heart of gold ♪

♪ Buried in your soul ♪

♪ Idaho, Alaska ♪

♪ El Dorado ♪

♪ If you find it you'll know ♪

♪ Yahoo ♪

♪ El Dorado ♪

♪ El Dorado ♪

♪ El Dorado ♪

♪ El Dorado ♪