Paris, Texas Page #7

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what I knew he needed.

I didn't want to use him

to fill all my emptiness.

Well, he needs you now, Jane.

And he wants to see you.

He does?

Yes.

He's... he's waiting for you.

Where?

Downtown.

In a hotel.

The Meridian.

Room 1520.

You are not going, are you?

I can't see you, Jane.

Don't go yet.

Don't go yet.

I...

I used to make up long speeches

to you after you left.

I used to talk to you all the time,

even though I was alone.

I walked around for months talking to you.

Now, I don't know what to say.

It was easier

when I just imagined you.

I even imagined

you talking back to me.

We'd have long conversations,

the two of us.

It was almost like

you were there.

I could hear you,

I could see you, smell you.

I could hear your voice.

Sometimes your voice would wake me up.

It would wake me up

in the middle of the night,

just like you were there

in the room with me.

Then...

it slowly faded.

I couldn't picture you anymore.

I tried to talk out aloud

to you like I used to,

but there was nothing there.

I couldn't hear you.

Then...

I just gave up.

Everything stopped.

You...

just disappeared.

Now I'm working here.

I hear your voice all the time.

Every man...

has your voice.

I'll tell Hunter

that you're coming.

- Travis,

- What?

I will be there.

Good.

- Meridian Hotel?

- Yeah.

Room 1520.

Your hair,

it's wet.

Oh...

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