Moonlight Mile Page #8

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is with the truth.

I don't know --

I don't know what else to say.

You just tell me what to say,

I swear I'll try,

but if you want her,

you got to keep it honest.

You have to understand

that Diana had this thing,

this way of bringing out

the real in people,

not just the best,

you know -- their honesty.

And I guess she's doing it again

now, 'cause there's no way

that I would be sitting here

saying these things

I can't believe

are coming out of my mouth.

lt was Diana

who finally had the courage.

She was the one

who told me

that I didn't want

to go through with it.

And I guess she's --

she's doing it again,

cause all this --

all of this

is everything

that she wouldn't want.

She wasn't a bride-to-be.

She wasn't a victim.

She was strong and real

and messed up

and wickedly honest,

just like her mother.

And if I sit here trying to

paint it any other way, I.

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I just -- I thought --

I thought

that if I could just.

I thought

that if I could just.

paint the pictures that

you needed, you know, that.

that somehow.

that somehow you'd bring these

people some peace, finally,

and they'd have

their daughter back, or.

But, uh.

that's not

how she'd want to be.

The truth is hard.

Sometimes it looks so wrong,

you know --

the color's off, the style's

wrong, but I guess it --

I guess it's where

the good ones live.

Bachelorette number two.

Good afternoon...

And number three.

Dear Bertie...

you asked me before

where I went.

And I want to tell you.

I went to a place

where nothing's right,

where every word hurts,

every moment's backwards,

every sky's without color,

without hope.

I tried to come back, Bertie.

But I got lost.

# The summer had inhaled

and held its breath too long #

And while I was gone,

I met you.

# The winter looked the same

as if it never had gone #

And I didn't even have the

courage to realize I was home.

# And through an open window

where no curtain hung #

A wise friend of mine told me,

"We all have our homes. "

And now I know it's true.

# I saw you #

I hope you get this letter,

Bertie.

# I saw you #

I figure I got 7 5 chances.

# Comin' back to me #

'Cause if you do,

you'll know that in the end,

that's where I was.

# Small things like reasons

are put in a jar #

I found home, Bertie.

# Whatever happened to wishes

wished on a star? #

I found you.

# Was it just something

that I made up for fun? #

I hope

you can find yours soon.

# I saw you #

Get there --

as fast as you can.

# I saw you #

And write me when you do.

# Comin' back to me #

Love, Joe.

# Mm-hmm #

lf I'm making too much noise,

tough sh*t.

Can you believe it?

lt's really good to see,

JoJo.

Woke up at 5:
00, and the

weirdest thing happened --

I had this.

this image.

this.thought.

and I was actually able

to hold on to it.

Hold on to it --

do you know how long --

I mean, God knows

how long it's been.

The specifics are back,

Joe.

So I'm --

I'm doing an accounting,

the real her,

the Diana facts.

"Number 92 --

laughed like a pig,

full-throated, nasal snorts."

Huh? I mean, this is the stuff.

This is the stuff.

F*** the perfume.

Give me the warts.

You.

Ew, those really ratty sandals

she always loved to wear.

They always made

this incredible farting sound

every time she moved.

Oh, yes.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Yeah.

You did such a good thing,

Joe Bob.

You gave us all.

a real big truth enema --

little Roto-Rooter

for the head

and a hell of a show

of.

So.what excuse have I got

not to go back to work, huh?

Screw the verdict,

whatever it is.

I'm back in action.

I love you, Joseph.

# Buckets of rain,

buckets of tears #

# Got all them buckets

comin' out of my ears #

# Buckets of moonbeams... #

Morning.

Morning.

# You got all the love,

honey baby, I can stand #

Morning.

Morning.

Uh, two vanilla cones.

And pack 'em tight.

Sir, it's, uh.

it's only 90 cents.

That's right.

Now,

you take that 90 cents,

and with the rest of the change,

buy yourself a new window.

My treat.

# I've seen pretty people

disappear like smoke #

# Friends will arrive #

# Friends will disappear #

# lf you want me,

honey baby, I'll be here #

Hey, Joe.

Hey.

Wow. So much

for arts and crafts, huh?

You're welcome to keep that

as a souvenir.

Oh, please,

who was I kidding?

He was never

gonna cut me in.

I may be naive,

but I'm not an idiot.

Did you see this?

Deal was already in place

four counties over.

The turncoats.

ride again.

Oh, I don't know, Joe.

lf I helped Mulcahey

carve this town up,

it'd only be so I wouldn't

have to see it look the same.

I mean, how.

how can it now

without her?

Then you get to thinking --

who the hell wants to buy milk

and tube socks

on the same aisle?

What is this, Russia?

We're Americans, damn it.

I like getting in my car

to drive 30 feet.

To hell with them.

lt was fun being partners

for a while, wasn't it?

You figure out your next

venture, I'm available.

-- Hmm?

-- Yeah.

I'm great in a crisis.

You're closing up?

Oh.trust me, you should

have seen JoJo's face.

I think I was more surprised

than she was.

I think

that's why I'm doing it.

When Diana was too young

to remember.

she used to come in here

every Tuesday.

and spill a cone from that

wonderful place over there

and spin in this chair

for hours.

That was it.

That was Dad to her.

I wish I could say that

that changed when she got older.

But I don't think

I let it.

She knew me here.

So somehow,

when all this crap happened.

the thought

of not being here,

not working,

not having you --

how else

is she going to know me?

But then

you get to thinking.

maybe that's just

another one of the ways

they tell you

you have to avoid things,

you know,

like those, uh --

Oh, thank you.

You know, those damn books

that JoJo loves to barbecue.

I can't keep her here.

lt's not what she needs.

Won't change the ending.

I can't keep you either.

Maybe if it's okay,

I can say to you

something I didn't get

a chance to say to her.

Okay.

Go.

Go.

# And I will stroll

the merry way #

# And jump the hedges first #

# And I will drink

the clear, clean water #

# For to quench my thirst #

# And I shall watch

the ferryboats #

# And then I'll get high #

# On a bluer ocean

against tomorrow's sky #

# And I will never grow

so old again #

# And I will walk and talk

in gardens all wet with rain #

# Oh, whoa #

# Sweet thing,

you sweet thing #

# Hey, yeah #

# Sweet thing, yeah, yeah #

# Ohhhhh,

baby, baby, baby, baby #

# You sweet thing #

# And I shall drive my chariot

down your streets and cry #

# "Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite

and I don't know why" #

# And you shall take me

strongly in your arms again #

# And I will not remember

that I ever felt the pain #

# We shall walk and talk

in gardens all misty wet #

# All misty wet

with rain down #

# And I will never, never,

never grow so old again #

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