landscapes--broad, bare, and lifeless.
The world is full of complainers.
a guarantee. I don't care if you're
the Pope of Rome, President of the
United States, or even Man of the
Year--something can always go wrong.
And go ahead, complain, tell your
problems to your neighbor, ask for
help--watch him fly. Now in Russia,
they got it mapped out so that
that's the theory, anyway. But what
I know about is Texas...
And down here... you're on your own.
INT. CAR NIGHT
a man, driving, and a woman next to him.
is halting, awkward.
...He gave me a little pearl-handled
.38 for out first anniversary.
used it on him. I don't know how you
can stand him.
Well, I'm only an employee, I ain't
married to him.
Pause, as an oncoming car passes. Finally:
...I don't know. Sometimes I think
Like maybe he's sick? Mentally?...
Or is it maybe me, do you think?
Listen, I ain't a marriage counselor.
I don't know what goes on, I don't
wanna know... But I like you. I always
Another car passes.
...What're you gonna do in Houston?
I told you. I like you.
See, I never knew that.
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