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Fill:1a/?- Jack of All Trades (3x08 and onwards spoilers) - Angst, cracklm_mageNovember 28 2011, 05:16:30 UTC
You know that thing in movies, where you’ve spent the entire time yelling at the screen because the hero is being a idiot and all the terrible decisions and choices they’ve made are finally blowing up in their face and it’s horrible and it makes you flinch and you’re just groaning and all “dude you should have listened to me!”.
That moment, that is Sam’s life right now.
Because the thing is Sam thinks as being hauled against the side of a police and searched, his wrists stinging with the handcuffs, the bitter cold making his shoulder’s shiver, when you are sitting on your couch your mouth stuffed with popcorn it’s easy to guess what’s going to happen. When you’re actually in the situation…not so much.
***
It’s a small jump at first, from pizza boy to delivery boy. It’s that moment in that you tilt your head at the screen a say What now?, it’s transparently a setup for something it’s just never clear what. At first anyway.
One of the guys on Sam’s route is the one to suggest it. Sam had just had his hours slashed again because the Pizzeria is losing business, with the economy the way it is everyone is deciding the eating in is cheaper, which it is, but it sucks because Sam goes from running Pizza’s all over town three nights in a row to making a few runs every other night, and he’s just not making enough. Which just isn’t an option. So Chuck chimes in one day when their running from a old bald guy with a shot gun and a really mean looking dog (prank order, happens a lot), that he might just quit and go delivery boy full time. So when they are safe in the Volkswagen again and driving away at law-breaking speeds Sam turns his head and asks “Delivering what?”
His first mistake is not picking up on the subtle flinch of Chuck’s eye when he monotones “Just stuff.”
It’s not his last.
His second mistake comes a week later, when two other Pizza Boys are fired. Chuck just shakes his head the whole time and latter when their in the car he asks Sam how long it’s going to be till they go to.
“I hope never” Sam says drumming his fingers against leather steering wheel. He explains about his family situation, and how new job or not, they are still struggling big time, the apparent has two beds as he trades off between sleeping on the floor and sharing with Steve and Stacy in turn. And Chuck, saint that he is says “You could get another job, my other place is hiring and if your into it…”
And this is the moment when the audience sighs and goes “This can lead nowhere good” because it can’t, because there isn’t a plot unless the hero starts down a bone headed path to horror. Sam should pick up on this, should realize that co-worker/acquaintances don’t just up offer dream solutions to problems in a car that smells like cigarettes and aerosol, but he doesn’t, all he sees is a opportunity to do more.
He smiles “Where do I sign up?”
***
It’s not so much a jump as it is a slide delivery boy to currier.
His new job is easy and fun. He rides all around town on a scooter and drops off packages given to him by Chuck at various locations. He’s not mugged nearly as often and since the packages are small and is to keep in the compartment underneath his seat no one ever actual takes he’s merchandise. It’s a great deal easier then lugging around a giant Pizza box that basically says “I have easy money and food on me please try and take it!”. He never asks what he’s delivering all over town, just airily blows through disenfranchised neighborhoods with bandana wearing thugs, more than content with his lot in life now that thing are starting to look up.
Re: Fill:1b/?- Jack of All Trades (3x08 and onwards spoilers) - Angst, cracklm_mageNovember 28 2011, 05:18:58 UTC
And then things start to change. There are small white notes tied to his packages (which are always brown, rectangular, and tied tightly with twine), and then Chuck hands him a letter and tells him to drop it off with the package, and then it’s letter and messages, and look at weird tagging on brick walls to describe where they where and what they looked like. And before long Sam is almost never seeing a square of brown packages again and instead he’s carrying letters or saying weird things to guy’s on street corners or putting a certain pair of shoes on telephone wire for some reason. The whole thing is kind of cool and makes him feel a bit like a secret agent. (Sometimes, and he feels guilty about it, but he swaps his own shoes for the one’s he’s supposed to be wearing, because damn their nice and Sam doesn’t get a chance to have nice things very often)
And then one day Chuck’s not at their usual meeting place, instead it’s some guy in a fur coat with a beard and a bunch of silver rings.
Sam’s third mistake is not turning tail and running as soon as he doesn’t see Chuck. Sam’s fourth is sitting down at the coffee table anyway and shrugging sheepishly. Now is the part when the audience is screaming “Don’t sit there!” “Don’t talk to that guy!” “What kind of stupid are you!”
“I do the hearing” The man says in a really thick accent that Sam can’t quite place “That you are good boy fur running messages to peoples.”
“Um…” Sam says scratching his head “Yes?” That’s kind of what he’s mostly been doing these days.
“I work man. He need someone to take messages places and not be seen and not get caught. You follow?”
“No.” Sam says honestly. The man in the fur coat just laughs loudly.
“You smart boy. Boss like you. Come.”
And in the theater people are shouting now with rage. “Don’t follow him!” “RUN YOU MORON!” But Sam doesn’t hear them, so he follows. And of course this is the part of the movie where things can only go downhill from here.
There is a lot more of this to come, but for the moment I have to go sleep so I can be up early tomorrow. Up next: Same becomes a Mafia Boss’s assistant, then a Police Informant, then a Bounty Hunter, then an underage bartender, then a unwitting drug dealer, then a striper. Stay tuned!
That moment, that is Sam’s life right now.
Because the thing is Sam thinks as being hauled against the side of a police and searched, his wrists stinging with the handcuffs, the bitter cold making his shoulder’s shiver, when you are sitting on your couch your mouth stuffed with popcorn it’s easy to guess what’s going to happen. When you’re actually in the situation…not so much.
***
It’s a small jump at first, from pizza boy to delivery boy. It’s that moment in that you tilt your head at the screen a say What now?, it’s transparently a setup for something it’s just never clear what. At first anyway.
One of the guys on Sam’s route is the one to suggest it. Sam had just had his hours slashed again because the Pizzeria is losing business, with the economy the way it is everyone is deciding the eating in is cheaper, which it is, but it sucks because Sam goes from running Pizza’s all over town three nights in a row to making a few runs every other night, and he’s just not making enough. Which just isn’t an option.
So Chuck chimes in one day when their running from a old bald guy with a shot gun and a really mean looking dog (prank order, happens a lot), that he might just quit and go delivery boy full time. So when they are safe in the Volkswagen again and driving away at law-breaking speeds Sam turns his head and asks “Delivering what?”
His first mistake is not picking up on the subtle flinch of Chuck’s eye when he monotones “Just stuff.”
It’s not his last.
His second mistake comes a week later, when two other Pizza Boys are fired. Chuck just shakes his head the whole time and latter when their in the car he asks Sam how long it’s going to be till they go to.
“I hope never” Sam says drumming his fingers against leather steering wheel. He explains about his family situation, and how new job or not, they are still struggling big time, the apparent has two beds as he trades off between sleeping on the floor and sharing with Steve and Stacy in turn. And Chuck, saint that he is says “You could get another job, my other place is hiring and if your into it…”
And this is the moment when the audience sighs and goes “This can lead nowhere good” because it can’t, because there isn’t a plot unless the hero starts down a bone headed path to horror. Sam should pick up on this, should realize that co-worker/acquaintances don’t just up offer dream solutions to problems in a car that smells like cigarettes and aerosol, but he doesn’t, all he sees is a opportunity to do more.
He smiles “Where do I sign up?”
***
It’s not so much a jump as it is a slide delivery boy to currier.
His new job is easy and fun. He rides all around town on a scooter and drops off packages given to him by Chuck at various locations. He’s not mugged nearly as often and since the packages are small and is to keep in the compartment underneath his seat no one ever actual takes he’s merchandise. It’s a great deal easier then lugging around a giant Pizza box that basically says “I have easy money and food on me please try and take it!”. He never asks what he’s delivering all over town, just airily blows through disenfranchised neighborhoods with bandana wearing thugs, more than content with his lot in life now that thing are starting to look up.
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And then one day Chuck’s not at their usual meeting place, instead it’s some guy in a fur coat with a beard and a bunch of silver rings.
Sam’s third mistake is not turning tail and running as soon as he doesn’t see Chuck. Sam’s fourth is sitting down at the coffee table anyway and shrugging sheepishly. Now is the part when the audience is screaming “Don’t sit there!” “Don’t talk to that guy!” “What kind of stupid are you!”
“I do the hearing” The man says in a really thick accent that Sam can’t quite place “That you are good boy fur running messages to peoples.”
“Um…” Sam says scratching his head “Yes?” That’s kind of what he’s mostly been doing these days.
“I work man. He need someone to take messages places and not be seen and not get caught. You follow?”
“No.” Sam says honestly. The man in the fur coat just laughs loudly.
“You smart boy. Boss like you. Come.”
And in the theater people are shouting now with rage. “Don’t follow him!” “RUN YOU MORON!” But Sam doesn’t hear them, so he follows. And of course this is the part of the movie where things can only go downhill from here.
There is a lot more of this to come, but for the moment I have to go sleep so I can be up early tomorrow. Up next: Same becomes a Mafia Boss’s assistant, then a Police Informant, then a Bounty Hunter, then an underage bartender, then a unwitting drug dealer, then a striper. Stay tuned!
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And by horrible, of course, I mean wonderful. <3
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