Spencer Treat Clark credited as playing...
Justin
- Krug: [upon seeing Justin aiming a gun at him] What are you doing?
- Justin: Ending this.
- Krug: Well you sure picked a hell of a time to grow some balls. Glad to see you too. Now, look. I'm not mad, alright? Just don't do anything stupid.
- [Justin pulls the trigger, but the gun is out of bullets]
- Krug: [knocking gun away] My son. I loved you. I took care of you!
- [stabs Justin in stomach with fire poker]
- Justin: [hurt] Loved?
- Krug: [covering Justin's mouth] You don't get to talk now!
- Justin: Fuck you!
- Justin: Can I get a pack of cigarettes?
- Paige: Can I get some ID?
- Justin: Can you just give me a pass?
- Paige: Justin, I would if I ruled the world, but...
- Justin: What if you help me, I help you?
- Paige: And how are you going to help me?
- Justin: Look, you know, I've got some premium grade-A shit back at the motel.
- Paige: Really?
- Justin: Yeah. You can see for yourself.
- Justin: [to Mari] Sorry, they weren't supposed to be back.
- Krug: What? That's your excuse?
- Justin: Sorry.
- Krug: [sitting next to Justin] Justin, you gotta start putting other people's needs ahead of your own. You knew not to bring anybody back here, but you did it anyway, didn't you?
- Justin: Yeah, because...
- Krug: [imitating Justin] You guys weren't supposed to be here! Blah blah blah blah. But you did it. It can't be undone. Now you got to take responsibility for that action. It's as simple as that. You know how we do that?
- Paige: So Justin, my newfound friend, are you from a really big city?
- Justin: Uh, no, I'm from all over.
- Paige: All over?
- Justin: My dad and uncle hustle around a lot, so...
- Paige: What do they do?
- Justin: All sorts of things. You know, I'm kind of out of the loop.
- Mari Collingwood: Um, where's your mom?
- Justin: [after a long pause] She's dead.
- Mari Collingwood: I'm sorry.
- Justin: It's alright.
- Mari Collingwood: When did she... die?
- Justin: It was a while ago.
- Paige: Probably enough death talk. Do you want to move on to a happier subject?
- Mari Collingwood: Sure.
- Justin: [to Mari] Someone die?
- Mari Collingwood: My brother, about a year ago.
- Justin: What was his name?
- Mari Collingwood: Ben.
- Justin: [after long pause] Sorry.
- Emma Collingwood: Justin, sweetie, would you like some hot chocolate?
- Krug: Well if he doesn't, it'd be a first. What do you say, Justin?
- Emma Collingwood: Yeah?
- Justin: [reluctantly] Yes, please.