The Silent Thief Page #3
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- 2012
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Two percent rule, right?
Yeah, something like that.
Wanna hear a scary story?
Oh. Sure.
I...
Okay...
Kay.
Can you see?
No.
Okay. Come on.
I do not want to do this
anymore.
Why did I let you do this again?
We're almost there.
Watch out, watch out...
okay, alright now
take a big step up, big step up.
- Are you laughing at me?
- Yes, I am. Turn around.
Are you good? You got your
balance?
Yeah. Got it.
Okay.
Now, I want you to imagine
A man and a woman
Standing on a pier.
The man's name is Frederick
And the woman's name is jenny.
Now, I want you to
imagine them kissing.
What happened to their clothes?
Well, it sounds like they're
kissing naked.
- That's me, I don't...
- Ha, okay, okay, okay.
Okay, okay, Frederick is
wearing a suit
And jenny is wearing
a white dress.
Okay, so they're newlyweds.
Okay, jenny is wearing
a blue dress.
Blue dress, got it.
Frederick, jenny, blue dress.
Okay.
Now I want you to imagine them
passionately kissing
Like forbidden lovers.
But wait!
They're not alone.
Someone is standing, watching
them on the pier.
Another man.
And suddenly, he charges them
And pushes jenny in the ocean!
Was that it?
That didn't scare you?
No.
Huh. It's kind of lame, huh?
Yeah, but I'll forgive you.
Yeah, well, it's actually true.
Really?
Yeah.
Body get sucked out to sea?
Sharks ate it.
Get off it.
No, I'm serious.
It's a primary feeding place,
'Cause the shrimp boats come into
the current in and out of here.
They actually shut off the pier in
the summer times for the swimmers.
So what's your dad got against you
being a fish scientist anyway?
Oh, my dad was a football jock.
He dislocated his shoulder.
Mike was a track star,
blew out his knee.
And I was the swimmer.
And I gave it all up
to study fish.
At least you know
what makes you happy.
Yeah.
What about you?
Are your parents okay with you
being a photographer?
I don't know.
Died when I was eight.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Got hit by a drunk driver.
Car got pushed off
a bridge into a lake.
Cold?
Yeah, give me my scarf back.
Hang on, I need to like untie
it after your little...
your little fantastic trick.
It was good. That was good!
I had a really nice night.
Me too.
What
Nothing.
So we're like brother and
sister now, huh?
No, mike's my brother.
You're more...
like that.
I got the devil
on my right shoulder
and this halo
hanging over
and these hands
ain't got no plans
and there ain't nothing
that's going to save them
and you cut your tie
and I'll cut mine
they can't cut
out what's inside
I got the devil
on my right shoulder
and this halo
hanging over
and these hands
ain't got no plans
and there ain't nothing
that's going to save them
and you'll cut your tie
and I'll cut mine
they can't cut out -
I got it.
Thank you.
Oh good!
Let's go. Give it two more.
It's all you.
Good boy, Brennan.
Getting stronger.
Yeah, thanks.
Did you get new shoes?
Uh, yeah.
Anyway, I'm gonna go, man.
Catch you tomorrow, okay.
Hey, you can shower here
if you want.
Mike does it all the time.
No big deal.
Really?
Yeah, sure.
Can you pass the soap?
What the f*** are you doing?
I thought you might
like company.
Well, then f***ing ask then.
Would you like company?
It's okay, Brennan.
I'm not gay.
You lied.
Those aren't your shoes.
They're mike's. I gave them to
him for his birthday.
Let me guess, you found one of
my letters to mike.
You know, the scar,
The clothes, your hair,
The accent.
You want to impress me.
It worked.
I'm impressed.
It's okay, Brennan.
It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
F*** you, f***ing...
Merry Christmas.
Thank you.
You okay?
I'm dying.
You scared?
No.
Well, maybe...
I'll get to see them.
I took that out of a frame in a
department store in Pensacola.
Just seemed like what a family
should be like, you know?
Ah, you keep it.
Got some other options in here.
Why does it always have to be
this goddamn sports juice?
You're the runner, not me.
What else do you want?
Beer. Huh?
A beer?
A beer.
I'll see what I can do.
Here, I don't need this.
I would take that one.
I like this one.
- There's a few more over here.
- Oh, good.
- Yay!
- Thank you very much for this.
This is great.
- This is yours.
- What did you get me?
- Oh, thank you.
- Oh, a big one.
- Put this under the tree?
- Yeah.
Merry Christmas, guys!
I'm sorry I'm late.
We open presents at 8 am on the dot.
Henderson family tradition.
- Here, mommy.
- Thank you, honey.
Sorry man, gotta get in there.
Hey!
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
Nice shoes.
Nice accent.
Thanks!
Oh my gosh, look!
Oh, mike, that's beautiful.
I didn't get her that.
Don't look at me.
Thank you, Brennan.
Sure, of course
- Wow, that's sweet.
- Yeah, good job.
Alright, I've got a surprise.
Mom, close your eyes. Elise,
close your eyes. Dad, close your eyes.
Brennan, close your eyes.
Okay, open!
Oh my goodness!
That thing better be
house trained.
- Oh my...
- Hi!
What's his name?
Hey, let's go to Alex's, mike.
Mike, let's go say hi to Alex.
Yeah, why don't you kids go
see Alex.
And take him some food.
Okay? We've got plenty.
Alex?
Jesus, what happened
to your face?
Yeah, man, what happened?
You okay?
What happened?
Alex?
I was mugged.
By who?
Let me see. By who?
I don't know. I don't know.
Well, where...
did it happen here?
Yeah, mike, it happened here.
And they left everything
in my apartment.
Okay, well how the f*** am I
supposed to know?
What happened?
Alex?
- Where did it happen?
- On my way home from work.
What?
Would you just forget about it?
- Are you lying to me?
- Just drop it, okay?
I got f***ing jumped on my
way home from work, okay?
You using my bench?
A little.
Every day.
How much do you lift now?
Let's see.
What, that's 205?
Yeah, not bad.
Let's do 255.
Really?
Come on. It'll be fun.
Hey, hey, hey!
You know this, this is
a badass knife.
I lift that,
Would you give it to me?
Mike.
And if you can't?
I'll give you my camera.
Deal.
Mike, your dad gave you
that knife. Don't-
Alex, relax.
Yeah, Alex, relax
Brennan,
I just ah... I wanted to
tell you something.
What are you doing??
Wait.
What do these mean?
Nothing.
Tell me a secret.
You first.
I asked you first.
Yeah, well I'm better looking.
Okay.
When I was thirteen
I shared a room in a foster home
with a couple of twins.
Child prodigies or something.
They read all the time.
When one finished a book,
They'd give it to the other.
One day they started talking about
a book I thought sounded cool.
So I asked if I could read it.
And they said no.
F***ing right they said no.
They started carrying on about
how I was too stupid to read.
That I should stick
to picture books.
Kids can be mean.
Yeah.
But I got them back.
When I left, I gave myself a
little going away present.
I gathered every book they owned
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