The Drowning Page #2
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- 2016
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Hey. I was just in the neighborhood,
and, uh, you left your letter,
uh, at the hospital the other day.
It has your address on it.
You didn't hear the doorbell?
- Mm-mmm.
- Anyway, it looked important,
like a bill or something.
Oh. Well, thank you.
You look a bit better.
How you feeling?
Well, I got out of the hospital,
and I slept like the dead.
Okay. Well, uh, thanks for this,
and, uh, I gotta get back to work, so...
What?
You're the only person
I can talk to about what happened.
Can I come in?
- Uh, sure.
- Yeah, thank you.
Yeah, of course.
I just...
Just h-have a seat.
I'll...
Look, Danny, I can give you
the name of someone else
who can help...
What are you doing?
What... please don't smoke in here.
Someone else, huh?
I'm the knife that's
been cast into the sea.
Excuse me?
Sigmund Freud, Doc.
No, I know who wrote it,
but I wouldn't categorize you that way.
Now please put the cigarette out.
I just want you to know that...
- No, Danny, stop.
- Can we just...
Please, we cannot do this.
I'm not your therapist.
Can we at least talk for a second?
No!
I'm sorry.
Jesus.
They convicted me for a crime
that I didn't commit, and you...
You basically sentenced me, so...
Can you at least help me
get my life back on track?
I rendered an opinion.
That's all.
You know that I'm innocent.
You gotta know that, right?
I actually don't know that,
and I need to ask you
Do you understand me?
Now.
What the f***?
What the hell?
Hey, Louis.
- Whah!
- Whoa.
Gotcha.
Really?
Good jab.
See you, Louis.
Hey, Mom.
I'm in here.
Louis tried to talk to you out there?
Ah, you could say that, yeah.
He keeps coming in here on his breaks,
talking and talking about the past.
It's very depressing.
I'm at a point I'm...
hire a Mexican or something.
Mom, what...
Where's my daughter-in-law?
She's in New York.
Oh, in the old days, it was the...
It was the men who went
on the business trips.
Mom, don't start with this.
Even if it's always
the women who do the work.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a sec.
What did... what'd you do to your wrist?
I just... I slipped a-and fell.
Look, I'm really sorry
I can't stay for dinner,
but you sure I can't make you something?
Oh, for goodness sakes,
I can still take care of myself.
I know you... okay.
Thank you for getting my groceries.
I love you.
Okay. Okay, buddy.
Bye-bye.
My advice to you... a little
less thinking, a little more f***ing.
I mean, look at me.
I got the four kids,
and let me tell you something.
That did not happen from thinking.
Mm. And three wives.
Defense rests.
What about you?
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