Retake Page #5

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You're a different person

to every guy you f***

and you wanna be

anybody but yourself.

Leave.

No, wait.

Sorry, I forgot to pay you.

- F***ing weirdo piece of sh*t.

F***ing f*** you.

- Come here.

- Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Stop.

- This stupid trip.

We always wanted to go

to the Grand Canyon.

It was suppose to fix him,

it was suppose to fix us.

It's a god damn

hole in the ground.

He told me he'd quit.

He promised.

- Look at me.

- I should've known, I.

Nothing changes.

Nothing ever changes.

I stood outside that door and

I knew what was on the other.

I knew.

I turned my back for 10 minutes.

I should've done something.

I did nothing.

- Hey, hey, Jonathan.

- Can we just go

back to pretending?

- No.

- Please.

- No we can't do--

- You can go back to sleep.

- I can't, I can't,

Jonathan, Jonathan,

I cannot do that.

Because this isn't

role play anymore.

This is morbid, this is morbid.

- [Jonathan] I thought you

were different than the others.

- Others?

- Thank you, you can go.

What?

Are you taking this personally?

You're a hustler, I'm

paying you so you can leave.

Take it.

Fine.

- Enjoy the rest of

your sad, lonely life.

(somber music)

Hey.

- Where are you headed?

- Wherever you're headed.

- What's your name?

I'm sorry was that a

difficult question?

- [Machine] Hey babe.

My guess is you're in the

ass end of Denver right now.

I'm at home with nothing to do.

So I'm playing a little music.

I miss you on your work trips.

So I decided to write

a song about it.

Enjoy.

Three hours left

before you leave

And already I'm missin' you

I've gotta write this song

right now

for my sweet baby boo

Can't stand to be

without your touch

Or kiss that fuzzy chest

The strength that

you wrap around me

Oh baby you're the best

So call me

when you find this

and don't hesitate just do

Waiting by the phone

for you

my sweet sweet baby boo

Sweet sweet baby boo oh my

Sweet sweet baby boo

Just call me

when you find this

Oh my sweet sweet baby boo

I'll see you when

you get home, babe.

- [Brendan] Got a light?

- No.

- Good.

Trying to quit anyway.

- Yeah.

- You were right about me.

I don't like being myself.

- I didn't mean any

of those things.

- Yes you did.

I don't know that many

happy people.

In my life or in

my line of work.

I wouldn't know what a happy

person would look like.

So forgive me if I can't

picture you happy with Brandon.

One of the things

in life I'm good at,

is starting over.

You.

You right now,

are in the worst of

it, this is the hardest

part in starting over.

- You don't know anything

about what I went through.

- I was 15 when I got

kicked out of the house

for being a little cocksucker.

Ever since then starting

over is all I've ever done.

- Look, I get--

- I don't know who I am.

I don't but you

know who you are.

You're way ahead of me.

I decided a long

time ago to live like

there's no tomorrow

because there isn't one.

And you have to

move on,

move forward and

start over again

and as soon as you figure

out what that is for you

then you do it.

And you don't look back.

You wanna move on, you wanna,

you wanna be happy but you

feel like you don't deserve it.

Jonathan.

You deserve it.

Never have I ever.

- What?

- I've never given my

real name to a client.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

And when I come back, I'm

gonna come back as me,

not as Brandon.

I'm gonna be honest

with you about who I am.

And where I'm from

and everything.

If you're not comfortable

with that then,

it's been nice knowing you.

I'm in charge.

(water surging)

Dear champion

Make you proud this time

But I lost my way

Along the way

She was waiting

And I never came I was

too young to know anything

That this love

goes on and on and on

- Hey.

Do you have a number

for a cab company?

F***.

- I don't think they let

you smoke that in here.

That's a terrible habit.

- I know.

That's why I'm trying to quit.

- No time like the present.

- [Bartender]

Another round, guys?

- Whatcha drinkin'?

- An old fashion.

- Nice.

Two, please.

So, where you from?

- Dayton, Ohio.

- [Jonathan] You

got a family there?

- Yeah.

Where are you from?

- New York.

But I'm in Seattle now.

- Couple nomads.

Aren't we?

- Yeah.

I'm Jonathan, by the way.

- I'm Adam.

My name's Adam.

- [Jonathan] Pleasure to

meet you Adam from Ohio.

That is a nasty drink.

- [Brandon] So New York, that's,

I've always wanted

to go to New York.

- [Jonathan] You've

never been to New York?

(somber music)

(somber music)

(engine racing)

- Hi.

- [Clerk] Hi.

Have a safe trip.

- [Adam] Thank you.

And there he lay

like the devil was a cropper

on my family's

farming proper

tiny bones and head

of copper in the loam

shivering to death

He wasn't moving

and I knew the antidote

pity rose up in my throat

and so I put him in

my coat to get him warm

Carry him back home

Well why should

I oversimplify?

It's good to be alive

So logically all

living things are good

If not misunderstood

and I will not

play God, arbitrating

Arrogantly designating

who should live

Well then it happened

I bet you already guessed

when I called the cursed

blessed he sank his fangs

into my chest and

through my shirt

Put his venom in my veins

As I was dying

Well I thought

it rather fitting

that my heart

produced the pity

That's the spot the

snake bit me and I know

Nature doesn't want changed

Well I should

have compromised

I didn't realize

The demon at my doorstep

But with one slash

of Sheol's knife

He cut down the tree of life

And stacked the

wood for kindling

and the laughter

that I'm sure will follow

after this life

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