In Your Eyes Page #6
And this picture of a pony.
I don't know why it's in there
or who it belonged to, but...
..there it is anyway.
And there's my dad.
Scariest man who ever lived.
Grown-ups were scared of him.
All they ever taught me
was how to be afraid.
Then I went out and found the
... man alive
..so he can take care of me.
..so he can get rid of the past.
Chipping away at it.
Omni-little quirks.
Insecurities.
Until...
..voil.
Nothing left.
Nothing like a little truth
to sober you up, huh?
Tell you 'bout my family.
I got a brother, named Mitch.
...
moved to 1600 miles away...
..so that he wouldn't have to
loan me anymore money.
My mama's..
I put her through so much.
By the time I got popped...
.. she just stopped talking to me.
She didn't even wait for the trial.
I've never met anyone
I didn't disappoint.
I mean, the best thing..
the only thing..
..about me that I like...
.. is you.
How I wish you weren't
so damn pretty, Becky Porter.
I know this' dumb and shallow,
but...
..I mean, you're a married woman,
I'm on parole.
Still, sometimes I think...
..just wish you weren't
so damn pretty.
I wanna know how you feel like.
Cut it out! It's good.
It's cool! Look at Diane.
That's a little abstract there, darlin'.
Try to grow him a nice man.
Dylan! My off(ice).
- Got to go darlin'.
- Ok, I'll see you.
- What's going on, Jake?
- It's no good.
- Wh.. what is?
- It's no good.
- It doesn't work.
- Wait, wait.
- Am I fired ?
- Ok, you're me Dylan...
.. What would you do?
Keep the ex-con who talks to himself?
All day?
You're frightening the customers.
Look, next time you get a gig.
Ok. Just...
- ..let your imaginary friend stay at home.
- Ok
You're gonna start
living in the world brother.
You..you gotta be
where you at.
- You understand what I'm
saying? Be where you at. - Ok.
I'll give you a recommendation
if you need one.
I won't lie.
But I..I'll say you're honest.
Honey...I'm your friend.
Oh, good...
I mean, yes, of course you are.
You can tell me.
You really should.
Sweetie, I ,honestly, I have no idea
what you're talking about.
Not all all ?
Well, everybody's...concerned.
You can tell me.
There's just really
nothing to tell.
- Have you been seeing someone?
- Oh god, no. No, no,no, no.
I couldn't. I'm married.
I would never.
Oh, I meant a shrink!
You're having an affair!
Oh my god!
- No, you don't have to tell me who
unless you want to. - No,no,no,no. Diane!
- ..because I'm very good at keepi...
- Diane, honestly,Diane. I'm not.
- I'm not having an affair!
- Oh, and we've never had this conversation.
Oh, poor Phillip.
Oh I didn't mean that.
- I'm really... - You know what, you
don't have to tell me who that is...
.. just explain everything.
Explain what?
Well, I don't mind telling you
now that I know you're not crazy.
But everybody's talking.
But you must know that.
Everybody's talking about me.
Why?
- Don't they have lives?
- Oh, my lips are sealed.
They are zip-locked.
You don't have to tell me who he is,
but is it someone I know...
Diane, honestly, I'm not having an affair.
I'm not. I swear.
Ok?
I'm just crazy.
Amazing!!
That's probably the greatest game
of pool ever played.
- Hi, Dylan.
- Oh, hi. Queen of the rodeo!
Rodeo queen huh? What, you came to
watch me making pool history?
- Had a few pitchers, haven't you?
- You know my only regret?
It's that I gave up my law practice
to become a show girl.
- Can I pour myself one?
- Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Hey, hey, hey.
Have a .. have a beer.
Who's gonna find his ball?
So..Wayne said that
Jake gave you the can.
- That blows.
- Hey, Donna, sister.
Where the hell you been
hiding at, Dill Pickle?
Thank god, you come.
Is it time to do crimes?
Yeah, man, we been
waiting on you.
- Cue ball.
- Quite enough dicking around...
- ..are we doing this or not?
- Hell, yes! Let's do it.
- Let's do it.
- Alright, here's the address..
Need you to roll up there.
Check the place out.
We go in Thursday night.
Let's do it now.
Let's do it now!
I mean, what am I waiting for, right?
This is what I do..
I mean, I'm a criminal-element-man
type, man.
Just like you!
Like, who am I kidding?
Maybe you've had enough, Dill.
Maybe you wanna head home, sleep it off.
Oh, no. I want some action!!
I want some action, yes!!
Come on!!
Let's get lost!
Hey, you can be my ma.
Yeah, I mean I got to have a ma.
Y'see, I got this problem though.
It's that Jim needs a cricket,
he's gonna get all upset with me man...
..and I can't go messing
with Jimmy's cricket.
It's losing my hair with Mr Cricket,
excuse me, "Dr Cricket".
Hey, what am I gonna do when she finds out
that I'm just like everybody said..
- What am I gonna do then, Bo?
- You got voices in your head?
- Is that what you're saying?
- You don't believe me? Donna ?
- He does. - Yeah, I have a world
of craziness up here, man.
So you might wanna find somebody
a little more stable to be your riled man.
Maybe I'm not your guy.
I mean burglary is a
pretty tricky piece of business.
- It's time to shut your mouth now.
- You know what?
I'm getting so sick
of everybody telling me what to do.
Oi!! Step back, Dylan,y'step back!
You two, get the hell out of my bar!
Alright, Wayne, put the gun down.
Ok, Wayne.
- Man, I got a lump on my head the size of
Nebraska. - Ok. Shut up, shut up, Lyle. That's ok.
- Everything's fine. Everything's fine.
- Am I bleeding man?
Shut up, Lyle!
I don't care how long
we've known each other.
You screw this up.
Bo, look at my hair,man.
Am I bleeding? Bo!
Diane! Hi.
I just got the call that you are here.
To what do I owe
What?
Do you recognise it?
I don't even look any smaller.
I never came here again.
I was scared.
Always felt like..
there was something here.
Something..too grown up..
too real.
Do you think this was the place
I first went nuts or..
- ..does it go further back?
- C'mon, you're not crazy, Becky.
I was once.
Right after college.
Before Phillip and I were engaged.
I ..kind of fell apart.
Couldn't deal with
being in the world, so..
..spent some time in
a hospital up state.
Rehabilitating.
- I didn't know about that.
- Yeah, you missed that one.
Probably because
I missed most of it too.
I couldn't feel anything.
I just laid in bed for 3 months..
.. trying to work up
enough energy to cry.
Phillip was with me through all of it.
He read to me.
He sat with me...
.. tried to get me through it.
He probably did.
Sure wasn't me.
- So goddamn weak.
- Becky, how can you say that?
- What you did for me. - Have I made
your life any easier, honestly?
Yes.
You know, I can't read your mind, Dylan
but I know when you're lying.
- Becky, don't do this.
- I can't live like this.
Dylan...Phillip is my husband.
I know you don't like him,
but I need to be with him.
- I need to find him again. - Yeah,
you gotta do what you're told, right?
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