Slow Burn Page #2

Hey! There we go.

See, discipline.

Mental toughness.

Get some, if you

wanna be like me.

What if I don't wanna be like you?

I heard that.

Marcus, wait up.

You think bugs

get itchy, Marcus?

Because if they get itchy,

they'd itch on the inside,

'cause the skeleton's

on the outside.

Bugs don't get itchy! Why not?

Their lives are too goddamn

short, that's why. What is that?

What is that?

Holy sh*t!

Congratulations, pal. You ain't the only

one out here dead between the ears.

You sure know how

to pick an easy mark.

This sucker's been

out here so long,

we might find

some antique jewelry.

Marcus, I'm gonna

leave this for it, okay?

Ain't that sweet? Sending flowers

while I grope the stiff.

Hey, Marcus, these little

pictures are everywhere.

- Huh?

- You think they mean somethin'?

What have we got here? Ring.

Oh, Jesus! Na...

hey, duster, you remember

our little conversation?

Which one?

The one about all the things you miss if

you ain't livin' in the here and now.

Aah, f*** ya.

The here and now here or wh-when

you were talking before?

Forget it. I take it all back.

Don't need no chain,

to have you drag me down.

I knew it the day mama said,

"meet your cousin."

In the lottery of life, how

the hell did I draw you?

I don't know why we got what we got,

but we gave ourselves a combine.

And no matter what, we put everything we

are, everything we got in the combine,

'cause that's what's

gotten us through.

Sometimes what we share is good,

and sometimes it's bad.

But right now...

right now it's this, Marcus.

You did it.

You son of a b*tch! We're rich!

And you did it!

Dumb f***in'...

I got this off the stiff. I

should've put it in the combine,

but I didn't,

so I'm doin' it now.

That's good enough

for me, Marcus.

I love ya.

I love ya.

Marcus, make sure you

don't slam that box shut,

because it's gonna take a

blowtorch to get it open again.

What now, with

the rock collection?

Yeah, yeah,

especially now, Marcus.

Hell, then, take a big one.

Pawn my watch

shh, shh, shh! Come on.

Pawn my chain

pawn everything

that was in my name

oh, lordy me

didn't I shake sugary

everything I got

down in pawn

everything I got

down in pawn

The widow's diamonds.

It was the last thing on earth

I ever would have thought.

All I knew was that a couple of

convicts had escaped from matamoros.

Disowned or not,

I needed to warn trina,

so I went back into the desierto,

and I came across some tracks.

In the end, I'd guess you'd

just call that good luck.

I brought you a surprise.

I'm ready to live again.

Go get the truck.

So what do you want me to say?

I followed their tracks, but I lost them

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