Jack Goes Home Page #3
and - oh, my god -
your immense vocabulary...
when it came to whining...
About something simple
in such an unnecessarily
complicated way,
but as your mother,
I'm gonna tell you right now...
To shut the f*** up.
at the same table
where I spoon-fed you
and dictate how
I should experience my grief?!
You lost your father
and that is a hurricane
of hurt and confusion,
and I respect that,
but you make no mistake,
I lost my husband.
I'm gonna tell you something.
I don't care if you are my son,
or if you were my neighbor
or you were my enemy,
I will be goddamned
how I should shed tears
in the name
of my f***ing husband!
Ah! Ah!
Ah!
Sometimes...
I regret ever spreading my legs.
Just hold on, buddy.
You are not ready for sleep,
are you?
- No!
- Okay.
Alright. Stop, stop.
One sock.
Two sock.
There we go.
- What is that, daddy?
- It's a tape recorder, my boy.
It's, uh, a device
that makes things last forever.
With this, you can hear me
or where I am.
- That's weird.
- You were so good
in the car ride over here.
Mommy's not gonna
leave you alone.
She's gonna go right in with you
and make sure nothing happens
to her little love bug. No.
My sweet baby. You're so good.
- Ah, here he is!
- You're so gonna get
lots of treats.
- Oh, yeah. Oh, man.
Oh, f***, I missed you, buddy.
I don't know
why they put him up here
for a whole f***ing month.
My mom never liked him anyway.
- Is that gonna be cash
or credit?
- Uh, credit, please.
- Okay. If you wouldn't mind
just signing a few things here.
I am so sorry.
- Oh. Thank you.
- No, I really mean it.
- I appreciate it.
- Your father really loved you.
every week
for rusty's diabetes shot
and he would hold rusty
high over his head
and he would talk
about his two sons, yeah.
You and rusty.
He even made all of us...
We all got a subscription
to look alive magazine
just 'cause he said
you wrote for it.
He was a good man.
- Um... that's it.
Thank you very much... Nancy.
- Oh. Don't forget your card.
- Oh, thank you.
- May god be with you, Jack.
- Can I ask you something,
Nancy?
- You just did.
- Um, how many hours a day
do you work here?
- Twelve.
- And... how many animals
do you see die by euthanasia
or... or... or physical failure
each day?
: About 11 or 12.
- That's about one per hour.
have families,
other than
the lonely old cat lady,
you must see double, triple,
quadruple that in...
In crying faces, right?
Devastated faces.
Tragic faces.
And yet, somehow...
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