Summer Love Page #2
eyeball when it gets punches?
Uhh!
I could hit you
in the nose.
The bone goes
right into the brain,
and you'd be dead.
Uhh!
[whinnies]
A perfect site
for an ambush.
We should go around.
There!
Wait!
Yaah!
[all yelling]
[gunshots]
[gunshots]
[train whistle]
[distant hammering]
[hammering continues]
[hammering continues]
[hammering continues]
[spits]
[door closes]
She doesn't like you...
anyway.
[snoring]
[gunshots]
[ricochet]
I got him!
[groaning]
[train whistle]
[hammering continues]
I like what I see.
[whinnies]
[whinnies]
I had a dream.
I dreamed that
I was a bad sheriff,
and that I was drunk.
That every one of my memories
starts with a drink...
and ends with a hangover.
I dreamed that
everyone I met...
laughed at my last
drinking binge,
my last fight.
That my woman didn't want
to have a child with a drunk...
got sick...
and died.
That I have no friends anymore,
that everyone has left me,
and that I am completely
alone in this place.
I dreamt that I wanted
with all my strength.
That...
That I wanted to give up
the saloon,
the memories.
run away from them.
But it's only a dream,
wasn't it?
Talk back.
[whistles]
# [male chorus humming]
[neighing]
It was your baby.
many times,
Later, I would only
write to you
to ask for money...
for the baby.
And there was just one letter
that came from you.
An army document.
It said you got
decorated and promoted.
Then I wrote no more letters.
I didn't want the baby anymore.
I went down to the stable...
with a stick.
I did it by myself.
It was laying down there.
There was this
little white dog
which came to me...
and started to whimper out loud.
It whimpered louder and louder
and wouldn't leave,
attracted by the smell of blood.
so I grabbed the dog.
There will be no life
for me here
if they knew that
I've killed the baby.
When I left the stable
that evening...
I left two dead bodies behind.
I knew I would be not able
to have children ever again.
Hit me.
# [humming]
It takes a lot of time
to hang a man.
[grunts]
The rope... needs to be...
tested three times.
[grunting]
I use a sandbag that's
the same weight as he is.
[chuckles]
[choking]
My-- My leg.
If...
my leg...
m-my leg...
[groaning]
[horse snorts]
Sh*t!
[groaning]
We need to get him.
[neighs]
[groaning]
[muffled scream]
[sobbing]
# [chorus humming]
I received no letters.
I wore...
a uniform.
I looked good in gray.
I used to be the best scout.
Perhaps...
the best in this country.
He used to be...
the best scout.
Perhaps--
[coughs]
the best... in the country.
[coughs]
He was...
one of the finest men we had.
[coughing]
[neighs]
[strikes match]
[chuckling]
[laughing]
With you?
Never with a man like you.
[horse neighing]
[gagging]
Why can't you?
My story is short.
I like life stories,
and I like them short.
People should be able to tell a story
of their stupid, short life in short.
I hate men that
ponder around forever.
I'm different.
Come here.
Kneel down.
Think this is Paris?
Pig!
How was it with that scumbag?
I loved...
every minute of it!
Did he...
or didn't he?
[panting]
# Hearts are innocent and gay #
# For a few brief
fleeting moments #
# Summer love
drives cares away #
# Summer love comes
oh so quickly #
# Summer love goes oh so fast #
# Summer love's
# For the broken hearts
that pass #
# Now summer love-- #
[woman screaming]
You don't know anything
about the battle.
[coughing]
Four slugs I took in the gut.
[coughs]
He wouldn't let me die.
[coughing]
Yes or no?
You remind me of my mother.
#
# I was born in the blast
# And I wondered
# I was hard, I was cold
I was just a day old #
# And I wondered
what future I'd see #
# Then a rough pair of hands
# And a handle of smooth
silky wood #
# And an arm held me out
while the eye of a man #
# Kept staring as hard
as he could #
# O whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
whoa-whoa, whoa #
Good.
I've got something
that belongs to you.
[gunshot]
It's him.
I told you.
It's him.
[gunshot]
[neighs]
# #
# I tried to call out
# To men, I am only a slave #
# I've never forgotten
that terrible day #
# And that man
that I couldn't save #
# No one knows what it means
to be held in a hand #
# To be pointed
and triggered to kill #
# To be labeled a gun
with no power to stop #
# All the blood that
# O whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
whoa-whoa, whoa #
# It's a pity a man cannot
live to the age #
# Of a mountain
the desert or sea #
# Only then would he learn
that to kill or be killed #
# Was something
that needed to be #
# Maybe someday, somehow
when all men will meet #
# They will bury their guns
in the ground #
# I hope that they bury me
deep, so deep #
# So deep that
# I'm a gun #
# I'm a gun #
# I'm a gun #
# I'm a gun #
# Till the day
that man destroys me #
# I'm a gun #
# It's not the gun
that kills a man #
# It's the man who fires a gun
that kills a man #
# It's not the gun
that kills a man #
# I'm a gun #
# A gun #
I don't want any trouble.
Get rid of your guns.
It's gonna be
all right.
Keep your hands up
and your fingers spread.
You'll have a fair trial.
Let's get out
of this place.
Together.
You know you won't get
away from here alive.
The city...
with the tall houses,
with the streetlamps.
[sobbing]
Where the people take walks
on the street in the evenings.
[sobbing]
Yeah. It could work.
Yeah!
[sobs]
It could work!
[Sheriff]
You are finished.
Give it up!
Promise!
Hold this.
Hell no!
I ain't no deputy.
What's wrong with you?
Are you sick or what?
[no audible gunshots]
[audio fades in]
Don't touch me!
[gunshot]
Did you ever...
He took the wedding ring
off my hand before.
The tears I cried...
he thought it was the rain.
Simply a whore.
Not a profession.
A position.
[coughing]
Major.
[coughs]
Hard day?
Hard life.
[coughing]
[coughs]
[coughing]
[wheezing]
[grunts]
Could I fix you once more?
No, thanks.
I just had one.
Is there any
special way?
Oh, no.
Whatever you say.
And then?
And then...
we'll live in the...
big city.
Together forever.
# Hearts are innocent and gay #
# For a few brief
fleeting moments #
# Summer love
drives cares away #
# Summer love comes
oh so quickly #
# Summer love goes oh so fast #
# Summer love's
# For the broken hearts
that pass #
# Now summer love's
infatuation #
# In that carefree
time of year #
# But when autumn leaves
start fallin' #
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