Lost in the Sun Page #5

Just please

let me make it right.

Come on.

Grab your bag!

Don't you hear that?

Do you remember the address?

What?

Do you remember

what the place looks like?

Do you remember the address?

What's going on?

All right, I need you to leave.

I'm not leaving you.

I promised this guy

in there I wouldn't run

'cause I can't run anymore.

I see myself as a person

that I'm supposed to be.

A good person, the kind

of person that you deserve.

I just...

I don't have the courage

to be that person.

I don't have the courage

to change.

Do you understand

what I'm trying to say?

Here, take this with you.

Take it with you, and go.

I need you to go, all right?

You're gonna be okay.

Hey, you're gonna be all right.

Now go, 90, 90, 90-

I don't want to leave, John.

I don't want to leave you.

You gotta go. Go.

I don't want to leave you, John.

Go! Run, god damn it!

Run!

Face the car!

Hands in the air!

What do you think it's going to be like?

I'd imagine it'd be beautiful.

Surrounded by farmland as

far as the eye can see.

Just like that picture?

Yeah, just like the picture.

We're going to do

a quick line inspection here

in Farmington, New Mexico.

Line number seven.

You lost?

I need to get to Farmington.

You are lost.

I'm not lost.

Oh, whatever you say.

Yeah, you're close.

It's up that road about

an hour or so.

An hour?

Yeah, at least an hour.

But you're young.

You could give me a ride.

I could, yeah.

I'd be a lot more willing if

we was to bargain for it.

Kid with that kind of

silver ain't gonna have

a hard time finding a ride home.

How about it, kid?

23 Farm Road. 23 Farm Road.

Louis?

Hey, Grandma.

Oh, thank you, Lord!

Oh, we thought

we'd lost you forever!

You were supposed

to be here days ago.

Just look at you.

How'd you get here?

I Walked.

Oh, Lord.

Well, come on in the house.

Where'd you start from?

What do you mean, you walked?

How do you boys get so dirty?

It's good to have

you home, sweetheart.

I want this to feel

like home, okay?

This was your mother's room.

I kept so many of 'em.

I hope they don't make you sad.

I like looking at 'em.

Makes me feel like

she's still here.

You were born in this bed.

This exact one.

Really?

See?

There's your mom and

your dad holding you.

You were just a few months old.

Oh, you've grown

so much since then.

Oh, my sweet boy.

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