Tomorrow You're Gone Page #3
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just a little bit longer
than you did earlier.
The scars on your back.
Are they're your dream too?
I gotta see someone in there.
Mos?
You know him?
You spend time in
that sh*t hole?
Back when I was young.
Hasn't everyone had a
"Mos" phase growing up, huh?
Jeez.
I hope not.
It's a wonder to me you
lived this long...
reckless way you go about it.
I'd certainly not live at all
than live like you do Samson.
Not trusting a soul.
Not even the one inside you.
Yeah.
You know a guy named
Lorne Corral?
Did he get you into this
business of last night?
Can't say.
I'll be back.
Don't be gone long.
Hey!
You lose something?
You want to tell me...
what went wrong last night?
Who told you that?
You did.
You know what they say?
Eyes are the windows
to the soul.
You gotta learn
how to draw your curtains.
There was someone else there.
There was a woman there.
His wife?
No, some blonde.
And?
And I tied her up.
She wasn't going nowhere.
Charlie.
She didn't see me, alright,
I was wearing a mask.
It's fine.
There are other ways
to tell who you are.
What do you want me to do now?
Kill that voice.
Just do it.
Hey there Samson.
Everything okay?
Yeah, let's go.
Samson.
Mm?
Bridge is clear.
Take a left up here.
What for?
There's a park, we can
kill some time at.
Till you get your appetite back.
You're as pale as a ghost.
You have to eat
something Samson.
Barman.
One more.
I gotta go somewhere.
I'll be back.
It was nice knowing you.
I said I'll be back.
Sure.
Ahh!
I thought you said you
were leaving?
One more.
Use the door.
Time for us to go.
It's "us" now huh?
We can drink somewhere else.
Why don't you cool it man?
Hey, did you hear me?
Coming?
J' If you ever think about me...
J' If I ever cross your mind.
J' Girl, Girl, If you ever think about me...
J' If I ever cross your mind.
J' Well you know, you know I'm yours.
J' you know I'm yours.
Find I know,
J' I know you're mine.
I never have much liked a woman
before, anybody.
Sure do you like you though,
Florence.
Tell me something I don't know.
Charlie Rankin...
some old timer I told you about.
Charlie Rankin?
He wasn't sh*t until the Buddha
took an interest in him.
Buddha got him talking again...
made Charlie who he is.
He saved Charlie's life?
Why would the cops know to come
looking for you in this car?
What?
Unless you done something the cops
might want to talk to you about.
You got it all wrong about what's
gonna happen in this life.
I don't got a crystal ball Samson.
I don't see the future,
all I see is you so
twisted up inside
and me taking a chance on you.
Well I aim to live
as long as I can.
It's good you're back
to wanting to.
What I gotta do to live ain't what
most people gotta do.
You talking a
bout being the finger
at the end of
Buddha's long arm?
Can't take his money
and just walk away.
Is that what you did?
Is that What this ride
and this belly ache is all about?
No peeking.
F*** Charlie, come on man.
Do I rev you up more this way?
What the f***?
What are you doing?
What's wrong Samson?
You don't like it?
My God...
you're burning up.
Poison me or something?
What'd you do?
The bad is bottled up
in you Samson,
its poisoned you.
I knew this was coming.
Florence?
What are you doin?
I keep trying to warn you
stay away from me.
I can feel in your skin
what a beautiful baby you were.
I keep trying to warn you.
About what?
About who I am.
I know who you are.
I wouldn't be here if I didn't
know who you are Samson.
Yeah, you don't.
I'm Charlie.
And I'm Florence.
I'm Florence.
I know who you are.
But I came here to kill
someone.
Who did you come here to kill'?
Huh?
It don't matter who.
It does matter.
It don't f***in' matter.
It will to whoever you do it to.
It'll make you sicker
and sicker.
I don't feel good.
Come here.
Let me just hold you.
You hold me. Charlie.
My baby.
Who are you?
Jesus!
Keep f***ing doing this to me!
Where'd you get this hair, huh?
Where'd you get that, huh?
You tell me who you are.
I'm tired of this sh*t.
You tell me now!
Are you her? Are you Florence?
Are you?
Who are you?
Are you real?
Get inside me and feel better.
I don't want to
be like this anymore.
Get inside me.
I can tell by watching you sleep
you go to a
scary place Charlie.
Do you know where that is?
You look some better anyway.
And I love you no matter.
You love me?
Huh?
I don't think I'm made
for that Florence.
Everyone is.
You just get somebody to
teach you.
You think I can forget about what I...
Well you're wrong.
You're wrong.
You talking about Chester?
How do you know about him?
Only about the battle you spoke
of in your sleep.
That was the nonsense
of a dream.
The scars on your back...
they your dream too?
I'm gonna go to the next town.
I'm gonna drop you there.
No you won't.
I think I know why you're here
more than you do Charlie.
Are you scared?
Just follow
your instincts Charlie.
They'll take you
to the right place
and make you do
the right thing.
Do you want me to
come with you?
No.
Should I come to the
door with you?
Will that make it easier?
This state ain't got the
death penalty Charlie.
I read that in the newspaper.
I'm going to do your
feet here, alright.
When you're out there,
walking just listen okay?
Just trust.
Just trust what you hear.
I think I might just dream it.
No don't dream.
Dreams don't matter.
This matters.
Right here.
Right now.
Put your hands
behind your back.
Lean forward.
Was me who wanted to
come with you,
Why would I leave you?
Don't be scared Florence.
Don't you be Charlie.
Are you the police?
Did you see him?
He killed him in front of me.
I tried to stop him.
He was too strong.
I'll be right back.
Some water.
Some Aspirin for your pain.
You're a doctor?
No.
I could call one?
I don't feel good.
Those scars?
How did you get the scars?
What scars?
On your hand.
That's all long time ago.
I was just a kid.
There were scars...
he.
You got the courage?
Compassion paves the way
to the gas chamber Charlie.
I aint gonna do it.
Then get out of my way.
Um.
Agh!
What happened?
I found somethin'.
In there?
In... inside.
You believe me?
Huh?
So quiet.
It's...
It's quiet.
Cry for me.
I love you somethin' Charlie.
Flo.
So.
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