Drugstore Cowboy is a book that differed slightly from the movie version of the same name, by James Fogel. James Fogel spent years in prison, and this book is based on his life.
The Protagonist is called Bob Hughes. At the beginning of the book he's 26 years old. He makes his way through the world by robbing pharmacies and hospitals. 24 hours A-day he's shooting up pills: morphine, speed, dilaudid, you name it. Frankly, I was astonished by how much drugs he consumed.
" Then as soon as the Flash of the heavy narcotics was gone, he and the others would switch to stimulants, and again they would cook up as much as their spoons and outfits would hold. This time the reaction was different, burning up the arms and the back of the neck, literally standing their hair on end, before settling in the mouth. And no matter how bad the solution tasted in a spoon, it was always mildly pleasant to the taste buds after it had passed into the blood stream. At the same time, a warm feeling of well being gradually increased, accompanied by a pounding pulse and small pleasure tremors streaking off in different directions (usually down the legs after starting in the pelvic region), until Hair, skin, and clothes were literally sweat soaked with the joy of it all.
When this wore off, it was back to the heavy stuff - dilaudid, numorphan, or morphine. If the drugs held out, one could spend his entire life hung up in a bathroom or kitchen switching back-and-forth, Bob mused. He himself had done exactly that for days on end, shooting as much as he thought he could get away with without actually killing himself."
He's joined in his gang by his wife Diane, and a young couple: Rick and Nadine. Nadine is somewhat more innocent and naive than her boyfriend.
Early on in the book, Bob and his gang have made a fairly large haul from a pharmacy that they robbed, using tactics of diversion to get into the locked part of the pharmacy. When they get home, they're interrupted in cooking up their drugs by a knock on the door, when another drug user, David, wants to trade some speed for dilaudid. Bob says he doesn't have any dilaudid, but he has some morphine:
"...'yeah man, I got quarters and halves. of course, it's got a little atropine in it, but that won't hurt nothing. Just take you a little old ink blotter, lay the tablets out on it in rows, take a little old Eye dropper, and place one drop of water on each one. Let them set a minute, no more, no less, and the atropine eases right off into the blotter and you're home free. Throw the little fellers off in the spoon and you're raring to go. Simple as falling off a sick whore.' "
Pretty hair-raising. 😂
It's also hair-raising what happens to Nadine, when she stays at the motel room and waits for Bob, Diane, and Rick To rob a hospital pharmacy:
" There was an ominous silence as Rick and Diane entered their motel room. Rick called out, 'Nadine,' and the only answering sound was the quiet hum of the heating system. He opened the bedroom door and noticed that the hat was still on the bed [which put a hex on their operations, accordingtoBob], but Nadine was nowhere to be seen. And then he saw her out of the corner of his eyes as he stepped over to the closet to see if her clothes were still there. She lay crumpled beside the bed on the floor. Her lips and face had a funny bluish hue to them. An outfit hung out of the ditch in her arm. Blood had run back into it, filling it up. It took a moment for Rick to realize that she was not breathing, that she was indeed dead."
Diane is the driver when they go on their pharmacy and hospital heists, and one excerpt had me cracking up at the way she parks:
"as they neared the 45th street commercial area, Diane found a place to park by backing into the car behind them and pushing it 10 feet down the street and then pulling ahead to push the car in front 10 feet in the other direction. Then she backed up again until she was right up against the car behind. This left a quick exit into the street should they need it, which they often did. Bob had taught her this trick years ago when she first learned to drive."
The book is set in Portland, Oregon, at the beginning, but when things get too hot, they take off down the road.
After nadine hexes their plans, Bob decides he's had enough with his lifestyle, that things are not working out for him, and he's going to go straight. Diane doesn't want to do it, so she goes on her own way.
In the movie, Diane ends up getting together with Rick, but in the book, Diane gets a new old man, and she and he are working for Rick now.
Bob talks his way into a methadone clinic, befriending the woman counselor who works there. She tells him that he's the first junkie she's known that actually tells her the truth, at which point Bob philosophizes a bit with her:
" ' Miss Simpson, I think you'll find if you work here long enough that few things will make sense to you. There never was a junkie alive that made good sense. They are not exactly noted for that. they feel, miss Simpson, and everything surrounding their whole trip is felt, and it either feels good or it feels bad. Did you ever stop to think, miss Simpson, that some people may just feel so bad all the time that they got to have something to make them feel better, and without that life just ain't worth the effort? Did you ever stop to think that some people hurt so much naturally, are so depressed with life and their role in it, that they can't stand it without an antidote that will bring them some kind of relief? And, miss Simpson, You can talk to them for years and you may con them out of it for a while, but sooner or later they are going to get hold of something, maybe not dope, maybe booze, maybe glue, maybe gasoline, maybe just a gunshot in the head, or gas, maybe even religion, but something to relieve them of the pressures of their everyday lives.…' "
I rather agree with Bob there.
Bob is a pretty funny character, and he reminded me a lot of Charles Bukowski, but without so much bad language.
This book was sad and funny at the same time.