No One Lives

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heard that racket.

You made a mess here, Flynn.

Excuse me for saving

our fucking asses.

I mean, what did you think

was gonna happen?

That we'd just sit down and have

a cup of tea with the Cleavers?

Woman:
You told us

they were on vacation, Flynn.

Flynn:
Well, now

they're on permanent vacation.

- Woman:
F*ck this.

- This is so seriously fucked up.

- Woman:
Shit.

- Is he fucking crying?

- Are you fucking crying?

- Youth:
What did you do?

Ethan, let's shut it down.

Shut it down? Shut it down?

- What about all the-?

- He said shut it down.

Like we were never here.

Come on, let's go.

I had to.

I'm hungry-

So go eat.

And leave you here alone?

Right.

Why don't you go have dinner

with your girlfriend?

Would you be rational?

I know what you were doing

out there.

You're wrong.

(drill whirring)

Hey, where do you suggest

we eat tonight?

Let's see, uh...

go up here about 20 miles

and take a right on Highway 21.

There's a place called Helen's--

great food, delicious steaks.

Great. Thanks.

This old boy treating you well?

All right, then.

You kids enjoy yourself

and I'll see you when you get back.

Man:

This is all about her, isn't it?

Woman:
Can you possibly imagine

it being about anybody else?

Man:
Can we just enjoy

a pleasant dinner?

( Door lock chirps )

Woman:
Doesn't look like we'll have

trouble finding a table.

Man:
Note to self--

"Do not order the fish."

(woman chuckles )

Man:

Aha. A sign of forgiveness?

Woman:

Don't get carried away.

( Man chuckles )

( cowbell rattles )

( music playing softly )

( cowbell rattles )

Get yourself comfortable.

Sit anywhere you like.

It's awful quiet these months.

Amber will be right with you.

Amber, table!

Hey there.

I'm Amber.

Today's fish is a terrific

John Dory

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