Entanglement Page #4

Oh my god.

That was kind of awkward.

Uh, yeah... yeah it was, sure.

Can we, can we go please?

Sure, where do you

want to go to?

Anywhere you want.

Hmm.

Oh my god.

That was for no reason.

Is that your way

of holding hands?

Whoa... what are we doing here?

Hey... whoa, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Ah... sh*t.

Oh no...

We could get caught.

I took swimming lessons

here as a kid.

Really?

Me too... until I

almost drowned.

Do you think we knew each other?

You were probably

in love with me.

I was pretty hot

for a 10 year old.

Oh, that's disturbing.

If you want disturbing

I can tell you about

getting my first period

on a water-slide.

No, thank you.

This is crazy.

You know, we're almost

siblings and we grew up,

like, just miles apart

from each other.

It turns out we even went

swimming in the same pool...

what are you doing?

We're at a pool.

Yeah, okay but we're

not going in.

Yeah, Ben.

Come on!

Come in, the water's so nice.

Ben! Ben! Ben!

Okay.

Your ex-wife hurt you bad, huh?

Why'd she do it?

I don't know why, I don't...

really know why.

I don't think she meant to.

I hope not.

But... I can be pretty tough

to be around sometimes.

And there were a few

months in particular,

medication-wise, that

were pretty bad for me

and that's, you know that's

stressful for anyone.

I don't blame her though,

I mean, people like calm waters.

Know what I mean?

Yeah, I got a pretty good idea.

Things... things

unravelled for me

pretty hard for

me when she left.

I didn't really know

who I was anymore.

And I started to hear voices...

and they were just yelling

at me and screaming at me

for blood and just...

stop and just be quiet.

Sorry, that's like probably

really intense to hear,

I'm hearing voices.

The thing I don't understand is...

how can you love someone,

like really love

someone for so long

and so, like... real...

and then just stop?

Man... when you start talking,

you don't shut up, do you?

Hey!

What are you doing?

Run!

I saw your face, you punk!

I think we lost him.

That was crazy.

Why did we do that?

Because it was fun and

you need more fun.

I need something.

And you don't see anything wrong

with you kissing this girl?

Not really, no.

Even though you only met

because your parents

nearly had you sharing a crib?

So what?

We're not actually related; she's

pretty much just a stranger.

You should be happy

that I'm dating.

At best, you have to

admit that your feelings

about this woman are confused.

I think you're hurting...

deeply.

And at some point the drugs

are going to stop working

and you'll find yourself

confronting something

inside you.

Something I can't even imagine.

So please, just be careful.

Okay?

I'll see you next week?

All right.

She's right, you know.

Stay out of it.

You think you've got it all

figured out, but you don't.

What do you know, huh?

You're just a puppet.

See that's what you

don't get, Benjamin.

We are all puppets.

Hmm?

You suck.

Just one left.

I'm going to let him

live, he earned it.

That's not really

how the game works.

You can take it.

Do you think what

we're doing is wrong?

What do you mean?

Well, I mean like this...

like, us...

the situation that

we're in, you know?

No!

It's not wrong...

we're just connected.

It doesn't matter that

we were almost siblings

or who raised me.

Who did raise you?

Uh, my parents... and

Judy Bloom books.

What were they like?

They were like crack for

people with vaginas.

Not the books, your parents.

I know, I'm... I always

kind of had the feeling

that I was their second choice.

Like, I don't know,

maybe they had buyer's

remorse or something.

Like I remember my mom, she

caught me kissing this boy,

Cody something, behind the

store by our house...

and she slapped me, hard.

And then she says, I wish I

knew who'd given birth to you

so I knew who to

blame for this sh*t.

And then this look crossed her

face like she meant to think that

and she accidentally said it.

And that's how I found

out I was adopted.

You know how sometimes you think

something's not right

you suspect it?

And all the evidence

has just been there

staring you in the face,

like a word or a thing...

or something was

missing, or hinted at.

Maybe you just thought

it was something else

and then all of a sudden, like...

a phone rings and...

the whole world stops turning.

What's up, girl?

What do you want, Layton?

Well, uh... what's the deal,

are you running away?

None of your business.

Okay.

My dad moved out today so

this is like a cry for help.

Right.

It's kind of desperate,

don't you think?

You should talk.

I just don't like change.

I feel you.

I don't like change

either, change sucks.

Hey, high five for

no change, right?

Keep things simple.

All right, not the time, cool.

That's my mom, I should go.

Oh... okay, well you

forgot your book.

You can keep it, it's

for babies anyway.

The rabbit looked up at

her and it seemed to him

that he had seen her face before

but he couldn't think where.

I am the nursery magic

fairy, she said.

I take care of all

the playthings

that the children have loved.

When they are old and worn out

and the children don't

need them anymore,

then I come and take

them away with me

and turn them into real.

Keep going.

Wasn't I real before?

Asked the little rabbit.

You were real to the

boy, the fairy said.

Because he loved you and now you

should be real to everyone.

My, you look so scared.

You should probably know

that it's been a while

since I've done like anything.

By anything are you talking...

intercourse?

Intercourse... are you sure

you want to say intercourse?

Why, what's wrong

with intercourse?

I don't know.

It's pretty hard to make

intercourse sound sexy.

I want to have

intercourse with you.

Why did you do it?

Um... well a lot of reasons.

You know, the divorce,

my job was useless,

my meds were trailing...

I didn't have anything

else to do that day.

Awesome reasons.

Well, what do you

want me to say?

I was alone, pretty

much always alone.

Bullshit.

Someone saved you,

someone loved you.

If you were alone,

you'd be dead.

Mmm, I got lucky.

You answered the door.

Why did you do that?

What do you mean?

I mean you slit your wrists,

the hard part's over.

So why answer the door?

You could've just left it.

Literally on the brink of

death and the doorbell rings

right when you need it.

And you call that luck?

A billion trillion particles

working in harmony

across the universe...

think about it.

A teenager steals your car.

Your ex-wife at the post office.

Delivery guy catches a light.

His cell phone is charged.

Traffic is clear.

The paramedics are close.

Tabby is there for you.

Ten thousand obstacles just

vanish from your path.

Like smoke.

And you call that luck.

I, uh, thought... I thought

Claire was at the door.

I thought maybe she

had come back to see

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