Iowa Page #5

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I was willing to kill my son

for you.

And this is how you pay me back?.

Larry... baby.

Christ, get the f*** off of me.

Off of me!

Larry?.

Larry!

Larry!

DONNA:
Mm.

Does it hurt?.

No.

Feels so good.

Mm.

Are you thinking about it?.

Let"s not talk now.

I"m fine.

I love you, Esper.

I just pretend like I never had

anyone inside me before now.

I love you, too.

I want you to pretend.

I don"t want it

to feel like I"d ever hurt you.

You ready to get

the hell out of here, huh?.

- Yes.

- I sure am, too.

Do you love me?.

- Y eah.

- Y eah?.

I love you, too.

God damn!

The story of my life, huh?.

God damn it!

Pop open that glove box.

I"ll get him, but if I don"t

kill him, you aim for his face.

You shoot him

in the goddamn face.

Don"t get out!

Aah!

F***!

God damn it!

No!

Raindrop.

Of course I"m with you.

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