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Should Have Stayed at the Bus Station
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Richard Linklater's Slacker, in handy snack form. Follow for semiregularly scheduled interventions into your regular attention field. "Honor thy error as a hidden intention."
Pinned
I mean, all those other directions, just because they thought about it...
became separate realities.
They just went on from there and lived the rest of their life.
I mean, entirely different movies, but we'll never see it...
because, you know, we're kind of trapped in this one reality restriction
— Well, there is a lake in this town.
We could go out there. We could go out to the hills.
We could go to the park and play Frisbee.
I hate shit like that.
All that nature.
And the sunlight's so oppressive now.
And you don't just go to the lake. You have to prepare for it.
January 17, 2026 at 3:55 PM
So you're denying that you killed her...
and you're denying that you took part in carving her up?
— Washing bones.
— Why were you washing bones?
— They were smelly.
— Then why didn't you tell the police
God, that is so gross.
Hmm?
I said it's nice outside. We should go do something.
— Like what?
January 17, 2026 at 1:44 PM
Now you tell me how you can live in an apartment...
with the pieces of a person rotting away, with decay and not know it.
I was totally sick during that period.
So you didn't kill her, but you did carve her up?
— No.
— Who carved her up?
There was, like, three people involved in the carving.
January 17, 2026 at 11:34 AM
I should know. I'm a medical doctor.
I should know. You should quit.
You should never, never know. You never know.
Hey, watch where the hell you're going.!
See, I'm a drifter from Texas.
I smoke a lot of pot. Sometimes I trip out to acid.
And, uh, wow, it's like the most horrible scene.
January 17, 2026 at 9:23 AM
You should quit traumatizing women...
with sexual intercourse.
I should know. I'm a medical doctor.
You should quit. You should quit. You should -
You should quit traumatizing women with sexual intercourse.
I should know. You should quit traumatizing women with sexual intercourse.
January 17, 2026 at 7:12 AM
Toothpicks, toothpicks. Toothpick labeling.
— A large coffee to go.
— Quit, quit.
You should quit. You should quit.
You should- You should-
You should quit traumatizing women with sexual intercourse.
I should know. I'm a medical doctor.
I own a mansion and a yacht.
January 17, 2026 at 5:01 AM
You should - You should -You -
You should never traumatize a woman sexually. I should know.
I'm a medical doctor.
You should never traumatize.
You should never name things in order.
You should have to label the order-
Hey, cool it down over here.
Ordering. Ordering one, one.
January 17, 2026 at 2:50 AM
You should quit. Quit.
You should quit. You should quit.
— You should quit.
— Howdy.
— What do you need?
— Can I have a cup of coffee?
Quit following me. You heard me: Quit following me.
You should never, never, never, never, never traumatizing.
You should never- You should never-
You, you, you -
January 17, 2026 at 12:39 AM
The next person who passes us...
will be dead within a fortnight.
— Paper?
— No, thank you.
Two-for-one special.
— No. I don't
— Well.
— Hey, have you got change?
— You've got a strong back. Get a job.
No, I mean. I have a dollar. I was wondering if I could get change for-
Change. I've got change.
January 16, 2026 at 10:28 PM
And then as we got toward Bombay, a wonderful thing happened.
There was a breeze blowing out to sea.
And it brought the scent of spices out to us three miles out from shore.
A great wall of incense and spices.
And it was as if we were being wafted into shore on a magic carpet.
January 16, 2026 at 8:17 PM
And all it is is bad water, bad food, you get sick.
You gotta deal with strange people.
And when you get back, you can't tell whether it really happened to you...
or you just saw it on TV.
We finally got out of the terrific heat of the Red Sea into the Indian Ocean.
It was just a few degrees cooler.
January 16, 2026 at 6:06 PM
— Remember...
terrorism's the surgical strike capability of the oppressed.
— Thanks.
— Keep on keepin' on.
You ever just want to get the hell out of this country?
— And go where?
— I don't know, anywhere.
It doesn't matter. Just some other place.
I don't know.
I've traveled.
January 16, 2026 at 3:55 PM
to pay for a monopoly on guns by people to oppress us already.
I'm saying if I'm gonna pay taxes on guns and weapons...
that I at least wanna possess them, because I have work for them right
now.
I have some very serious work for them. Something very permanent about death.
— We gotta go.
January 16, 2026 at 1:44 PM
and be able to see our way out of this.
Alleviate suffering, make us enjoy it or something, you know.
I mean, we're walking around here right now, and it's really time for us to
take action.
All right? We're being taxed out of our asses...
January 16, 2026 at 11:34 AM
and he's actually suffering from oxygen deprivation. He's
brain-dead.
Can I sell you a shirt? You know?
And it's like, look at this magazine. Buy this magazine.
You might be able to stimulate some thought in yourself...
you know, switch your gestalt so that you might have some perception...
January 16, 2026 at 9:23 AM
By the church, the schools and the media right now.
I mean, it's almost impossible to find someone out here...
that can think outside of their own caste system right now.
I mean, look at this man across the street in a tie.
This is a ruling-class man...
January 16, 2026 at 7:12 AM
and the fact of the matter is that the bombs have already fallen.
People are running around here dwelling in the 11th-hour concept...
and it's well after noon.
I mean, our thought processes have been totally subverted...
by the concepts these people lay before us.
January 16, 2026 at 5:01 AM
What is it? Beautiful Loser?
— Yeah, it's The Ultimate...
— All right. Check you later.
Losers.
So, yeah, Friday night. Guest list?
Oh, yeah. That might be all right.
Okay.
— Well.
— I'll see you Friday.
All right, yeah.
Everybody's running around here wondering when the bombs are gonna fall,
January 16, 2026 at 2:50 AM
I thought I could, you know, maybe swing a bargain.
— Sorry.
— All right. Can't blame me. I tried.
It's a material world and I'm a material girl.
I better cruise. I gotta check this guy Chico on the east side.
He's real interested in this.
— All right.
— Hey, how's your band going anyway?
January 16, 2026 at 12:39 AM
It's, you know, one of a kind. It's like chance of a lifetime.
Yeah, I'm sure.
I'm pretty broke, though.
What about you? Do you think you know anyone who might be -
I mean, it's a little bit getting closer to the rock god herself...
than just a poster.
No? All right. You guys' loss.
January 15, 2026 at 10:28 PM
It had two pubic hairs in it, and I showed it to this asshole...
and he stole one of them.
But if you look real close, you can see it's still in there.
It's about as black as they come.
Do you think maybe, uh...
you'd be interested in buying something like this?
It's like a high-dollar item.
January 15, 2026 at 8:17 PM
It's got "Ciccone" on the top. That's like a medical label. "Ciccone."
Check it out. I know it's kind of disgusting...
but it's like, it's sort of...
like getting down to the real Madonna.
I don't know if you can see it now. I freaked out when it came in the mail.
January 15, 2026 at 6:06 PM
This -This will blow your gourd.
I have this friend, all right, she's a gynecologist in Hollywood.
And she scored this for me from the lab where she works.
It's a Madonna pap smear.
I know it's kind of cloudy, but it's a Madonna pap smear.
January 15, 2026 at 3:55 PM
Offed himself, man. Blew himself away right there.
It's like, I don't know...
he had had enough, enough.
— It's like
— Do you know Stephanie?
Oh, yeah. I thought I heard that you were in "Timberlawn."
— I got back about a week ago.
— All right, cool.
Oh, yeah. I know what I gotta show you guys.
January 15, 2026 at 1:44 PM
He was still swingin' the gun around, man, and laughing.
He fuckin' laughed all the way.
Finally his car spun out and slammed into the grassy knoll...
you know, the median.
As soon as his car came to a halt, man...
he just put the gun to his head and blammo.
January 15, 2026 at 11:33 AM