Burn Country Page #3

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Don't think we have those.

Uh...

Okay.

Is there a grown person

I could talk to here?

No?

There a problem?

Ah, yes.

I don't think

she can reach the cigarettes.

Oh, dear.

Brand?

Reds, please.

Just these, lace, and the cigarettes.

Thank you.

No...

Shut up.

Thank you for the cigarettes.

Oh, yeah.

No worries.

I've been recently told that

I have to own it, and...

Uh-huh?

I think that means

I should talk to you.

Um, what are you

supposed to own?

I have no idea.

Okay.

I'm Sandra, by the way.

Sandra. Osman.

I like that.

Where are you from?

Carl, we're going to the beach.

Are we?

Uh-huh.

This is Osman.

He's from Afghanistan,

and he hasn't seen

the water yet.

Also, he really dug your play.

Well, then,

we'll go to the beach.

So, Osman...

Yes?

What are you doing in my Van?

I don't know.

Yet.

You don't know yet.

So, you worked with Gabe?

Yeah, I was his fixer. We...

Like an interpreter?

Yes.

In Afghanistan, it is all

about the relationships.

A journalist cannot walk around

the country

just asking the questions.

You need a guide.

Yeah. Someone who know

how to read the place.

A kind of cultural translator.

Yeah, exactly.

So, what happened?

I got the hell out.

No, Gabe had a connection,

so I got lucky.

Hey, Gabe still helping you out?

Yeah, I'm staying

with his mother,

and thought

he find me a job, but...

Really?

Maybe it's stupid.

The police blotter

for the newspaper.

It isn't anything.

Yeah, I know what it is.

You'd like something

more substantial.

Yes.

Something that lets you

assert yourself,

makes you feel like a man.

Something

that gives you dignity,

"dignity" being kind of

a nebulous concept right now,

since it's got

a different flavor over here

than it did back home,

or seems to,

but you're not sure,

because how do you know yet?

That right?

Well, it's just

that back home...

No, don't tell us too much.

Not yet.

Okay.

Okay, f*** it.

I'm getting in!

I'm happy

you bring me here, man.

Osman, come on!

Go ahead.

I'll chaperone.

Whoo!

Hey, Osman!

Come on!

You all right, buddy?

Whoo-hoo!

You okay?

Thank you.

That better?

Is he all right?

He's fine!

Osman!

Whoo!

Whoo!

Gloria!

Well, where have you been?

The sea.

I have been to the sea.

You liked it.

Oh, Gabe was right. All I

need is something to do.

Is that what he said?

I'm going to take the job.

What, the police blotter?

Yeah.

I thought you said you didn't want

to sit around writing reports.

Exactly.

I don't need to wait

for people to give

me things, right?

I can go out

and actually do something.

I'm going to use it to meet

this place, the people,

do real work

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