The Dust Storm Page #3
- Year:
- 2016
- 96 min
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- I'm not new, I'm worn.
- I can move back to Seattle.
- You live in Colorado.
- I can move to Seattle and
fly to Colorado for work.
Unless you wanted to move to
Colorado for a couple years,
but I think you'd hate it there.
Leaving your sister and parents?
We could make it work.
I could make it work.
stay in Nashville.
You can sing again and
I can play the piano.
Where are those drinks?
- Can I take you somewhere?
- You already have.
- Come on.
Come on.
- What are we doing?
What is this place?
- Still remember?
- Brennan, no I don't want to
- Hey, come on, come on.
You're so good.
- Your memory is of a
that's not still me.
- Hey, I think it is.
- You're the musician
who is now working
some bullshit nine to five job,
onto a stage somewhere.
- Just, give it a try.
- This is embarrassing.
- It is not, come on.
- Then you do it.
- I would if I knew
what the hell to do.
- You press your fingers
- Oh, sounds easy enough.
Give it a shot.
- No.
I don't want to.
- Please.
Please, for me.
No?
Please, hm?
- Fine, but I'm gonna
murder your ear drums.
- I'm willing to take the risk.
- Hmmph.
- Hmmph.
- What do you want to hear?
- I don't know,
something cheerful.
Or suitably depressing,
your choice.
- Prepare yourself
for disappointment.
- Oh, I have.
- I don't remember
when I wrote this, but,
I called it Hindenburg.
- After the airship?
- What airship?
You and I, we are ascending
Climbing high, suspended
Piloting love
With no training
Floating despite the risk
But holding tight
at the ribs
To slumber half past twelve
So turbulent and tender
Hearts beginning to swell
And you gotta get
out before I'm shaken
Yeah, you gotta get
out before I'm shaken
You said the
moment was perfect
As we rode into the darkness
Both blind
to imminent threats
While I hold a
handful of darts
And you gotta get
out before I'm shaken
Yeah you gotta get
out before I'm shaken
And I force
myself to keep sane
But I don't know
what you want
Can we keep
aboard this plane
Can we have it all and
fall without breaking
Yeah you gotta get
out before I'm shaken
Yes you gotta get
out before I'm shaken
Oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh
- Are you going
to clean that up?
- I think so.
Take me down, baby now, down
Don't you know I
love you, darling
Take me down, baby now, down
Don't I know you love me too
Take me down, baby now, down
Don't you know I
love you, darling
Take me down, baby now, down
Don't you know
I love you good
It's the blue eyed
girl, the blue eyed babe
The blue eyed woman,
I'm a green eyed snake
Takes some time,
but you know I know
It ain't the way I look,
it's just the way I flow
God, she's the devil
queen, the Cajun mile
The Gulf coast woman
she's a mighty drive
Riverboat baby
flowing throw my soul
You can ask your friends
but they already know
- Need a flame?
- Yes, please.
- I dig the way you smoke.
- And how do I smoke?
- Here, it's like this.
But way cooler.
- No, that was pretty good.
- I'm Roy.
- Nora.
- Nice to meet you, Nora.
- You too.
Anyways, I'm gonna go.
- Well here, keep these.
Remnants of a smoke
shared with a stranger.
- Well thank you, stranger.
- Thank you.
- And they called
him something like Conrad,
rockstar or a mathematician.
Hey, if we had a kid,
what would we name him?
- I don't like this game.
- I was just messing around.
- I know.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, why?
- No reason.
- What do you hate about me?
- What do I hate about you?
- What do you hate about me?
- Nothing.
- We broke up once, you've
hated me more than once, why?
- I don't know.
- I smoke, you hate cigarettes.
- Yeah, I do.
- That's one thing.
- There's a whole list of
things I love about you.
- Pfff.
I kissed that guy on my
23rd birthday and you saw.
- Yeah, it was a long time ago.
What are you doing, Nora?
- I don't know what I'm doing.
- Do we really need more drinks?
- No, no, it's fine.
- Great, thanks.
I've been with someone
for a long time.
- I know.
Facebook.
- How'd you feel?
- How did I feel knowing
that you were with him?
- I guess.
- I don't know.
- You don't know?
When it comes to emotions,
exactly how you feel.
- I guess I wondered
what it felt like.
- What?
- To be with you for that long.
- He said it was like
driving in oncoming traffic.
Each night you don't
know how you survive.
- I guess one day he
didn't get so lucky.
- He lied to me.
- Somebody else?
- No, with pills.
- But you never?
- No, are you kidding?
No, and I didn't think
that he would have, either.
But, yeah, looking
back it made sense.
- I would not do drugs
behind your back.
I wouldn't.
I wouldn't lie to you either.
- Really?
- Uh huh.
- Oh, well then you
would be a robot.
Everybody lies, everybody
does f***ed up stuff.
It just comes down to the
intentions behind them.
Let's get out of here.
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
I once was lost
But now I am found
Thanks to you,
I can finally see
You were the strong one,
you were the strong one
And I was the
child, I was the child
And what a mess of me
And classic, you
will give me a smile
Yeah you take some pain
Cross your heel
Never done without
anything you start, my dear
That's right, just try to
make it work and have fun
Each day I wish I could've
Held your hand like
I did your mother
I wish I could
have held your hand
Amazing grace,
how sweet the sound
- Can we go back?
- Yeah, I'd love to.
- Back to the bar.
- Why did we leave
in the first place?
- Don't be mad.
- I'm not.
- You playing hangman?
- No, I, I haven't written
anything in a long time.
- Lyrics?
Am I inspiring you, Brennan?
Next thing you know,
you'll be back on stage.
Cause all I ever
wanted was your love
Never too far,
until you give up
Let's burn it all,
baby, and rise above
Tell me it's not
time that you want
Cause all I ever
wanted was your love
Never too far,
until you give up
Let's burn it all,
baby, and rise above.
- Sorry.
- Hah.
Where are you going?
- Anywhere.
- Don't be stupid.
- I'm not being stupid,
- Oh, whatever.
- You know what, you do this.
- I do what?
- You get close, you cut
me off, you push me away.
- I'm not pushing you away.
- Did you f*** that guy?
- Did I f*** what guy?
- You know.
- I don't.
- The guy you were talking to.
- Did I f*** a guy five
at the bar?
- It wouldn't be your first
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