An Unfinished Life Page #2

- Oh, hell, no. Pickup's fine.

I'm just out here training

for a goddamn marathon.

I like the flag. Without an orange flag

like that, you might look ridiculous.

- Hello, Ken, Catherine.

- Einar.

What have I got? Bills.

- Morning, Einar.

- Morning yourself, Nina.

Do you believe they're still

sending junk mail to my boy?

Well, maybe the dead are flattered

to get a letter. Ever think about that?

I'll let you know when I'm gone.

Maybe I'll send you a postcard

from the other side.

Hey, how's Mitch doing?

Mitch - he's dreaming about the sea.

Oh, yeah?

I used to live by the ocean.

Up in Oregon for about a year.

Yeah, too much rain if you ask me.

But I sure like the sound it makes.

- Grandma.

- What's up?

If you get depressed, pull up a chair

to your kitchen sink and turn on the tap.

If I ever get depressed,

remind me not to come to you for advice.

Hey!

I wonder if it's hard being that drunk

this early in the morning.

Oh, it's easy if you

don't stop drinking all night.

- You'd know. How do you want your eggs?

- Scrambled.

Hey, there, boys.

What can I get you this morning?

Get down on this table and I can see if

I can stay on you till the buzzer sounds.

Agh! I hope you're

having a lot of fun, Chris,

'cause soon as I get one arm free,

I'm gonna kick your sorry ass.

Oh, now look

what you went and did!

Good morning, fellas.

I'm gonna be your new waiter.

Want some coffee?

- Why don't you screw off, you old bastard?

- What?

Son, now I don't wanna

work myself short of breath.

You wanna continue this?

It can be over all at once.

Because that's how goddamn fast

your life can change.

You believe me?

Sorry for the mess.

- Hi.

- Hi.

My name's Griff.

My name is Mitch.

That for me?

Thank you.

Yeah, I know.

I almost threw up

first time I looked at it.

You feeling a little queasy?

I'm fine.

OK.

I got queasy first time

I saw a man eat a snail.

- You ever eat a snail?

- No.

Me neither.

This looks good.

- What happened to you?

- I was mauled by a bear.

I saw a bear in a cage yesterday.

Yeah. That was my bear.

About a year ago, he was eating

one of your grandfather's calves

and... well, we sort of

interrupted his dinner, you know.

He thought we were

gonna take it away from him.

You know bears -

they don't like to share.

Did the bear bite Einar?

No, I was closer.

- I didn't know anyone ate snails.

- Oh, yeah, sure.

In those fancy restaurants

up in Cheyenne,

they eat 'em all the time

like there's nothing to it.

Once I saw this kid eat a moth.

- You could hear the crunch.

- Oh, no, no!

Oh, my gosh! Look at that!

Einar.

Hey, Angie.

I didn't expect to see you in this crowd.

I guess at my age it's good

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