Wristcutters: A Love Story Page #6
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- 2006
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Please disperse.
This is the People In Charge.
Where's Kneller?
I don't know. I'll be right back.
This is the P.I. C.:
the People In Charge.
I repeat:
P.I. C.People In Charge.
Keep moving. Keep moving.
Evacuate immediately.
Zia! Zia, I'll be back in five minutes.
Please leave immediately.
What are you guys doing here?
Came to pick you up, man.
Yan tell you what happened?
Kneller did.
Is Mikal with him?
No.
Did he mention anything about her?
Not to me. Jump in.
I can't. I gotta stay here
and wait for her.
How long you gonna wait, man?
She's an adult.
She'll find her way back.
Get in, d*ckhead.
We have a train to make.
Train?
Get in.
So Kneller never did actually kill himself.
No, of course not.
He was working for
the People In Charge.
Undercover.
I always had a feeling
he was an angel or something.
An angel? Come on.
Well...
So now that he blew his cover,
he'll be transferred
out of the undercover unit.
Transferred? Where's he going?
Don't know. Wherever
Looks like that's it.
So camp is totally over?
Yup.
Turns out Kneller ran it completely illegally.
And on the P.I. C. property, no less.
So what are you gonna do?
I don't know.
I'm definitely gonna go back to camp
and wait for Mikal,
but after that, I guess I'll see.
You'll see?
What?
Listen.
I didn't want to tell you this.
According to Kneller, in the middle
Mikal talked to one of
those P.I. C. guys and-
and asked him to check her file.
And I know it sounds crazy,
but it turns out there really was
some kind of mistake,
and it looks like they'll be sending her back-
back to life.
It's a good thing, you know?
'Cause she gets to go back.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
It is.
I mean, it's what she wanted, so...
T ake care of her.
Bye, Nanuk.
Come here.
See you, man.
Hey, don't forget to give
that package to my folks.
They went to the North Pole
or whatever the place
Nanuk is from is called.
He wanted to meet her family
and get into that throat singing,
saw playing, weird instruments,
and all that stuff.
It's good that he's back into music, I think.
And me?
what Kneller was trying to say.
It only happens if it doesn't matter.
Maybe Eugene's right.
Maybe I only get stuck on girls
I don't have a chance of being with.
I am glad for Mikal, though.
I hope she got her visa
all straightened out.
I mean, she did say
she'd be right back.
Then again, Eugene's old wisdom
is when a girl says that,
she never does actually come back.
So I don't know. Go figure it out.
Zia, you are one lucky son of a b*tch.
Pays to know people
in high places, huh?
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