
The Living Page #4
I just wanted to talk about...
What?
The whole thing.
The... I don't know.
I don't know.
You want me to tell
you about my killing.
Don't you?
You been wanting me to tell
you about that since we met,
You don't... you don't
have to talk about it,
if you don't want.
No, that's all right.
It's OK.
I... it's fine.
OK, look.
Uh... when I was a kid, I
had this golden retriever
named Misty.
I mean, that dog was dumb.
He would bark at the
wind if it heard it.
But she was nice enough.
You know?
It was the winter.
I think I was 12.
Someone left some food
outside, and a mountain lion
came sniffing around.
And bam, out goes Misty.
And that mountain lion
pounced on that dog
and snapped her neck.
I mean, just like that.
Out comes my old
man, .38 in hand.
Fires the gun.
Bullet hits the lion in the ass.
It... it jumps up, honest to
god, about 8 feet in the air,
does a double back flip,
lands on all fours,
and it is gone into the
woods, just like that.
I mean, pow!
I mean... it... next morning,
I come out with my .22,
and I'm gonna finish
it off, you know?
I look around, not too
far... about a couple
hundred yards beyond
the room for our house.
Lion's there.
Dead.
And it's, uh, its cub is trying
to suckle at it, you know?
Get the last bit of milk.
I come up too close to it, and
it stops, and kind of looks
up at me with these
desperate eyes.
And I should've killed it
then, but because of my dog,
I thought, well, hell,
I'll just let it suffer.
It'd starve.
But then I'm walking home,
and I'm thinking, well,
Misty didn't suffer.
She's here, and then she's
gone, and the mountain lion
didn't suffer.
A couple hours of
pain, and died.
But me and the cub,
we suffered the most,
because we had to
carry that with us.
What I do isn't about
the people that die.
It's about the people
that are left alive.
They get the short end of the
stick, as far as I'm concerned.
Some of them are
blindsided, and some of them
think the ends
justify the means.
But there ain't no ends,
as long as there's people.
They go on.
It just doesn't matter.
Yeah, well I think that...
I don't give a
sh*t what you think.
And don't get on your
high horse with me.
Because I didn't
show up at your house
in the middle of
the night asking
you to kill a man for money.
So I'm sorry.
I just... I'm...
What?
It's not like you still
mourn that dog, right?
What are you talking about?
Just that there ain't
much hope for the dead.
Where's your hope?
I have hope.
I have hope for my sister.
You know, and that... and
that she can be happy.
She deserves to be happy.
Well, what's his name ain't
gonna get that chance, is he?
Teddy?
Yeah.
No, he ain't.
What you watching?
Sitcom.
Knew he was going to say that.
Why'd you laugh, then?
Because it's funny.
So I guess you think
you're pretty funny, then.
Funnier than you.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Don't get my hair wet.
Sorry.
Thought you were watching that?
No, it's stupid.
They're supposed to be.
Oh, hey... go back.
I want to watch that.
Hey, hey, hey.
No.
You can't.
All right.
OK.
Good night.
You aren't coming in?
If that's all right?
Yeah, it's fine.
Just don't push it, OK?
We're going to sleep.
All right.
Don't forget, we got
dinner tomorrow night
with Gordon and my mom.
Yeah.
We're here.
Yep.
I need a shower and a bed.
Well, you'll get it.
After you go and get that cash.
I'm gonna do it tonight.
What, that soon?
Why not?
I don't know.
Don't... don't you have to,
like, scope out the area,
or something?
What for, Injuns?
What for, Injuns?
You go get that money, now.
Yeah.
Um, do you think you want
to park here, though?
Because my... my neighbors,
they might see something, or...
Well, you'd better hurry
up and go get it, then.
Go on.
Well, look who's back
from his big im... Hey.
Well, look who's back
from his big im... Hey.
Who's your friend?
Mind your own business.
OK.
You can get your car
at the train station.
How am I supposed to get it?
I don't care.
Did you forget something?
I gave it to you.
I gave you the money.
Address?
Right.
OK, and how do I,
uh, contact you?
You don't.
Did you get done
what you needed to do?
Yep.
Well, why don't you
help me clean up?
I'm so comfortable.
All right, all right, all right.
Just don't... don't move, because
My feet are poking out!
Sorry.
Sorry.
Sorry.
Mm.
Wait.
I don't... no.
It's all right.
You can't make a fool out of me.
OK?
Promise me.
I won't.
I won't.
I promise.
You ready?
Guess so.
Smells good, Mom.
Hope it doesn't get him wasted.
Mom, do you think you
ever lie to yourself?
About, like, things
that you care about?
What are you saying?
Nothing, just, you know, maybe
you tell yourself something
because... I don't know...
Keep sharp objects away from
me when that man is close.
And let me tell you something.
I'm expecting you to
defend your sister.
That is your job.
I got it.
Molly.
It's good to see you.
You're looking a bit better.
Come in.
You watch yourself.
All right?
Yes, ma'am.
What's this I hear about
business in Mississippi?
You're in demand.
Not really.
Well, I'm impressed.
Who wants to say grace?
I'd be happy to.
Well, why don't
you go ahead, then?
Um, dear God, we
thank you for the food
that Angela and Gordon
worked so hard to prepare.
And may we learn to
appreciate the gifts
the Lord has bestowed upon us.
And may we earn the
forgiveness of those around us.
When we... when we
make mistakes, may
we learn to fulfill
our duties as men.
You've got to be
f***ing kidding me.
Mom!
I wasn't planning
on bringing this up.
But you want a
conversation of it, I will.
I wasn't kidding when I
told you I had a shotgun,
and I'm not going to
use it to kill you...
But if you touch that
girl one more time,
I'm going to use it to
cut you off at the ankles.
You got me?
Leave you with two stumps.
And when they get f***ing
word of what you did,
I'm not going to be
inside very long.
You'll probably get a big
government check every month.
But you better make
sure you can make it
to the mailbox in a wheelchair.
I understand.
Oh.
Well, thank you.
How very humble of you.
Why the hell are you even here?
I'm sorry.
I just wanted...
You wanted.
Oh.
There's something
that you wanted?
Isn't that f***ing fascinating?
You get this man out of my face.
I'm not here to redeem you, OK?
Get him out of my face.
Get him out of my face!
Hon, can you give us a minute?
Maybe if I just...
Just go to the porch.
I need to talk to my mother.
If that's what you want.
Yeah, that's what we want.
You feel bad?
However bad you feel,
you should feel worse!
You go have a smoke
outside with him.
Yeah.
So tell me about Mississippi.
It's the same as here.
Gordon, do you think it's
better to do a bad thing
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