The Burning Plain Page #2

Jesus christ!

What're you? Seven?

- What're you doing?

- I wanna talk to you.

Ah, this is bull-sh*t.

I leave you to figure this sh*t

out with your boy-friend.

- He's not my boy-friend.

- Why'd you do this?

Don't touch me.

Give me five minutes.

What'd you think?

Just keep f***ing following me!

- Hey, Sylvia.

- You don't own me, John.

Do me a favor and f*** off.

I'll...

Let me take you home.

- You okay?

- What'd you want?

You okay?

You okay?

I don't understand you.

Hey, hey!

I take you home.

What?

I take you home?

Come on.

Hey, I take you home?

Home.

What's your name?

Me? Carlos.

You?

Sylvie.

Sylvie?

And, Sylvia.

Hi.

You know who I am?

I'm not here to fight.

Well, what'd you want?

I just wanna know more,

that's all.

Who your mother was...

and what she did with my dad...

You already know

what she did.

No, I don't.

Can I talk to you this sunday?

Okay, I'll come look

for you then.

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

Hey.

Hey, darling.

I thought you didn't

get back until tomorrow.

- Yeah, but I rapped up early.

- Hm'hm.

Where're the kids?

They went to a baseball game.

You wanna wait

and have lunch with them?

Yeah.

I'll get cleaned up.

- Here, hon.

- Thanks, babe.

The tank's working

in no time.

I have to go out this evening.

To where?

To the K-Mart in Saint Helena.

I'll go with you.

Well, I have to pick up fabric

and... go to the butchers.

It's alright. I ride along

with you... buy me a radio.

- Wough...

- Hey.

Oh, hi guys.

It's working now.

- Daddy, daddy.

- Mh'hm..

- I'm so happy you're here.

- Yeeaah...

- Hi, dad.

- Hello, girl...

Hold on, sweetheart,

come here.

So.

I forgot my wallet.

- I want the window.

- I want the window.

Bobby! Molly! Bobby!

Bobby!

She's sitting back there, you...

either sit here or in the back.

- Got your seat belt on?

- Yeah.

Kids, listen to your sister.

I gotta pee.

Yeah, I miss you too.

I swear, I'll try.

I'll drive to your place.

I love you.

Who you're talking to?

Yeah... Laetitia.

Come on,

they're waiting for us.

- Where you going?

- Bathroom.

Daddy, I want that one.

No, we're trying

to save up now, remember?

I need you to find

these things on the list.

We save that money,

to find us a new house.

Give me the keys, I wanna go

pick up the fabric now.

I wanna come with you.

You go with your sister and

find a blouse. I wont be long.

- Come on, baby.

- Hey dad, I'm going over here.

Hi.

Hi.

There she is.

I'm sorry, guys.

The order wasn't ready

and they made me wait.

I gotta go back

and pick it up.

I'm gonna be able to make Martys

stuff for his school presentation.

- Okay.

- Did you get everything on my list?

- You open the back, honey?

- Mariana?

I sure will.

- Give me the keys.

- Okay.

You okay?

You wanna come in?

Come in?

Yes, come in.

Um...

Okay.

Do you want something to drink?

Drink?

No... no drink.

I'm gonne change.

I'm freezing.

You sure you don't drink?

No.

Why?

You don't like me?

What're you doing?

If my dad finds you here,

he's gonna kill you.

You said to look for you.

Yes, not here.

Go on the road to Guadalupe.

and wait by the wind mill.

Okay.

Why'd you wanna see me?

I don't know.

I don't think it's okay

for you to talk to me.

Why?

Do you look like your mom?

No.

- Do you look to your dad?

- A little.

Do you know how your

mom and my dad met?

No, have no idea.

Give me that.

I got it!

You like hunting?

A lot.

My boyfriend used to take me hunting,

but I haven't done much since we broke up.

My dad taught me how to hunt.

Did you love your dad?

Yeah.

I loved my mom too, but...

I didn't like her.

Do you have any pictures?

You don't look like him at all.

It's done.

Take it off.

Jeez, it's too hot.

Doesn't that burn?

Here we go.

No, thank you.

Just take a sip, you haven't

had anything to drink all day.

- Are you Carlos Solarid?

- Yes.

The patient would like

to see to you now.

He wants to talk to him alone.

Just wait here for me.

I'll be back in minute, okay?

Yes.

Come on.

Maria, I don't have time to argue,

please, get out of the car.

Your dad wants you to leave today,

I sill have one week of work here.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm not going to

some lady that I don't know.

Just get clean up

and pack, alright?.

And if I don't wanna go?

- She's your mom.

- A mom, that I've never even met.

- You're gonna have to go.

- Damn you... I'm not going.

Watch your language, young lady,

I'm just doing what your dad wants.

Just pack your bags, You gotta

go whether you like it or not.

No!

Looks comfortable?

It's cold in here.

I turned on the heater,

it'll be warm in a minute.

Do you know my mom?

When I first met your dad,

your mom already was gone.

Why did she leave?

I have no idea.

Your dad, looked for her

for a long time...

and thinks it's his fault,

why she left.

- I'don't realy wanna meet her.

- Don't start that again, please.

Your dad ask me,

to have you meet her...

and her to meet you.

Hi.

Well...

look at this place.

You make me so happy.

Hmm...

Well, I'd be even happier...

if we could have some hot water

so I can take a shower.

You know...

You taste better this way.

No... no, please.

Not there.

Why?

Because I don't like

that part of my body.

How'd you know

I wasn't gonna like it?

I had cancer...

two years ago.

Hey.

Where were you?

I was at Libbys.

Bobby cut himself

with a piece of glass.

Dr. Finch, had it sewn up.

- Is he okay?

- He's fine.

He wouldn't even stop crying,

kept asking for you.

You all be good now.

- Bye.

- Bye.

I forgot my homework, keep going.

I'll catch up with you later.

- Oh, we'll wait for you.

- No, go on.

- Hi.

- Hey.

Now, we're finally getting

some hot water.

- Can I help you?

- No, it's okay.

Almost done.

- Is it working?

- I hope so.

What're you doing?

What do you want?

I have to talk to you, Mariana.

You have the wrong girl,

my name is Sylvia.

Okay?

Santiago send me here

to talk to you.

What'd you just say?

Santiago...

has send me to talk to you.

Mariana, this is your daughter.

Her name's Maria.

Stay away from me.

This is mama and papa

that's when we were little.

- You're their favorit aren't you?

- Mh'hm.

Here's my mother

her last picture.

It's her birthday.

That one's of me.

Can I have this one?

Only if you give me a scar.

What?

I wanna remember this day.

Will you give me one?

Let's meet tonight.

My dad's away on business.

We can go to the desert

and burn choya's.

My grandfather told me...

that the smoke of

the burned choya's purifies.

- They're like fire-works.

- Yeah.

I love it.

Roll up your sleeves.

What for?

So I can give you a scar.

Sh*t.

It burns.

Stop it!

You gonna hurt yourself.

This is for you.

Good night.

Let me sleep with you.

That's crazy?

I swear, I...

I wont lay a finger on you.

We're gonna wake up

my sister, Molly.

You said...

your dad's not home?

We could sleep in his room.

What kinda matieral

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