The Dust Storm Page #5
- Year:
- 2016
- 96 min
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- I'm figuring that out.
I don't want to do this,
I don't want to fight.
Just, can you enjoy me
like I want to enjoy you?
Let's just do that.
Okay?
- I guess we could go get drunk.
- We're good at that.
Look away, look
away, look away now
Look away, look away now
- What do you want me to say?
I know what you want me to say.
I just wanna make out with you.
Eh, no, I don't like P.D.A.
- Since when?
- You look miserable.
we hate about each other.
Let's get into some more meat.
What is your biggest
flaw, Brennan?
- Biggest flaw?
You tell me.
- This is a moment of
interpersonal reflection.
Go.
- I'd say I have two.
The first is I
can't concentrate.
You give me scissors it looks
like I cut with my toes.
- And two?
- I'm obsessed with using
my cell phone at the urinal,
and it's had disastrous
results on several occasions.
- You're never taking
my phone anywhere.
- In my next life, I'm
coming back as a rockstar.
Perform on stage,
write tragic love songs
about all my f***ed
up relationships,
and have 16-year-old
kids recite in unison.
In your next life, who
are you coming back as?
The president?
- Your boyfriend.
You turned quiet.
- It's been a long time
since anyone has
treated me like this.
- All right, fine.
Oh that's good, real good.
- What's it called?
- Oh.
- Let me see.
- This is going to
be the greatest song
ever written on a napkin.
- I need a, I need cigarettes.
- Oh, we can leave.
- No, I have a full drink.
- I think there's a
store on the next block.
- Thank you, Brennan.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- Thanks.
- Hot damn, what a surprise
to find you still here.
- So you haven't left?
- No no no, I guess
Nashville has consumed us.
- What about your
first class flights?
- I traded it in for an
economy tomorrow morning, yes.
Oh, she is sucking
the life out of me.
Yeah, I think I'm in love.
Or I don't know,
what's that feeling
when your dick's always hard?
Anyway, what have
you been doing?
Drinking, getting lost.
- Yeah, yeah, what's her name?
- Nora.
- Nora, okay, now that
sounds like the name
of my grandmother's
girlfriend, Nora.
Anyway, look, make sure
you are on an early flight
tomorrow morning okay,
we've got another proposal
with Nisley at noon.
This here, is a VeroTech man.
- No, I, I don't think
I'll be doing that.
Why?
I don't think I'll
be doing that, Steve.
- Ow.
Okay, but you're
gonna get in trouble.
He's in trouble, yeah,
he'll be in trouble.
Speaking of trouble,
la la la la la la la.
- So you're upset
because I didn't leave?
came here and made a scene.
Why didn't you just go
- Do you know how much
- Where have you been?
- I've been letting
you cool off.
Who do you keep looking at?
- David.
- No, no, stop, stop,
don't say anything stupid.
- Anything stupid?
- Look, it's always the same.
- Why don't you just go
- You disappear,
you're alone, and
then we're fine.
- It's not the same.
- Here's what's gonna happen.
We're gonna get on this plane,
we're gonna go home together,
and it'll be like this
weekend never happened.
Who's that?
- I don't know.
Ow, let go of me, David.
- Why are you talking
to me like this?
- You're hurting me, David.
- You're hurting me.
- Stop it!
- I said I'm sorry.
- Just stop it, let go of me!
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah yeah,
I'm fine, I'm fine.
Brennan!
You didn't have
to leave so soon
Things are just begun
And you run away
Just like you do
Every time things
get a little hard
Oh, boy
Now you've got a
sad face on today
- I don't want to be alone.
I had an abortion.
- What?
- I don't know why I told
you that, in this moment,
but I felt like I needed to.
- When was it?
- It was five years ago.
We hadn't talked in a year.
blonde with the funky name.
I wish it was yours.
We would've kept it.
It would've been five.
You say that you love me.
I want you to love... me.
- I do.
- Don't say anything.
Just float with me.
- Yeah.
- I love you.
- Wait what, what are you doing?
- I want to remember.
- What, that cigarette?
- This trip.
This moment.
I want to remember.
- Me too.
Come on, don't make
me deal with it.
- I don't want to hurt you.
- Just do it.
- Sorry.
- I'm not gonna go
back to Colorado.
I'm gonna stay here.
- This motel is a dump.
- I meant Nashville.
I feel...
I feel right here.
Will you come back?
- Will you sing your song?
- Yes.
- Yes.
Cord was cut
And I got stuck
Pour me another round
May as well drown
In an ocean
Ocean of bourbon
and her mouth
The rain went away
As far as I see
The life that's meant
for me can't be undone
You never know,
you never know
What lies ahead on the road
You can lose your path
But to find your way home
Just make it through
Teeth so deep
Clenching me
Wishin' I'd break free
Chain myself to nothin'
Her silence is deafening
Yeah, whiles I scream
Haunting me
There ain't no other way
As far as I see
The life that's meant for me
Can't be undone
You never know,
you never know
What lies ahead on the road
You can lose your path
But to find your way home
Just make it through
You never know,
you never know
What lies ahead on the road
You can lose your path
But still find your way home
Just make it through
You never know,
you never know
What lies ahead on the road
You can lose your path
And still find your way home
Just make it
through the dust storm
I smell the whiskey
I need him more
than I can tell
Love is all that matters
I can't stand to be alone
I'm at the bottom
of a wishin' well
Heaven help me, lately
I can't help myself
Heaven help me, be the
hero of my own personal hell
I took my pen and my paper
To scribble out my woes
Digging deep, I am
a girl I don't know
I come to my rescue,
I'm my worst enemy
I need a shaker to
rattle these bones
Heaven help me, lately
I can't help myself
Heaven help me, be the
hero of my own personal hell
Well I been leanin' on a
man and a drink and a smoke
To fill this hole
Can I find some
love and some peace
In my heart and soul
I lost some battles but
I haven't lost my faith
It's survived me
through my darkest days
I may lose my honey,
my job, and all my money
But I trust that
there's always a way
Heaven help me, lately
I can't help myself
Heaven help me, be the
hero of my own personal hell
I'll be the hero
of my personal hell
Be the hero of
my personal hell
My head plays
you over and over
Standing there by the rail
The wind in your hair
Lips from wine
Mile from time
Mile from time
Sounds fall from the dark
You said to watch
but I feel that you're lost
I feel that you're lost
Do you know your friends
as well as I know mine
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