An Act of War Page #3

personal, Sully.

So, if you could, you know...

Let me guess.

You and your girlfriend, right?

Yeah, something like that.

Hey, no problem.

Because if it's delicate nature,

I promise I won't go

sneaking any peeks.

I got to make sure the exposure

is sufficient, that's all.

You know, you've been leaving this

place a f***ing mess every night?

You better get

your sh*t together.

All right.

I don't want to f***ing hear it.

I know it's you leaving

this place a pigsty.

Either get your act together,

or you get the f*** out.

Yes, sir.

F***ing kids today!

Hey, man.

How's it hanging, brother?

Hey.

It's, um...

- Marlon, right?

- Yeah, it's Marlon, that's right.

Have a seat.

You want coffee?

Sure.

Thanks.

What do you for a living?

I mean,

if you don't mind me asking.

I'm... I'm a projectionist.

Did you know that

marijuana usage

is a ritual part of religious

traditions throughout the world?

In Islamic countries,

it's accepted alongside tobacco

and coffee while alcohol

is strictly prohibited.

That's the way it should be

all over the world.

Weed ain't ever kill nobody.

That's an interesting thought,

I guess.

So, what are you looking at?

Huh?

That guy standing out here.

Uh, I don't see anything, man.

Standing out there looking

straight at us.

Uh, sorry man, I don't...

I don't see anything.

You don't see him?

He's staring straight at us.

Jeez! Chill man.

I got bad eyes.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I see him. I see him.

You know him?

No.

Well, let's go talk to him.

You know, find out what he...

What he wants.

Just forget it.

Okay.

Remember when I said

I can get you anything?

You know,

I can get you anything.

You want something?

I can...

Are you taking off?

There's some things

I just gotta do.

I'll be seeing you.

Sure.

Hey, Sully.

How you doing, son?

All right.

I was just in the neighborhood.

I thought I'd stop by,

see if I could get my film.

Yeah, sure.

I got it right here for you.

Everything all right, Jacob?

You sure?

Yeah.

Nicks,

I know I only develop your film.

Who the f*** am I, right?

But if you ever need

anybody to talk to,

I'm here for you.

What's going on, Sully?

Nothing.

Sully.

I know you told me not to look

and I had

no intention, but, uh...

I, uh...

I caught a glimpse

of some of your film.

I trusted you.

I was simply checking

the exposure, that's all.

I trusted you.

I didn't intend

to look at it, man.

It just happened.

Sully, I trusted you.

Nicks, I don't know what to say.

I mean, I'm truly sorry, okay?

I'm concerned about you, kid.

- How much do I owe you?

- Nothing.

Don't f***ing piss me off,

Sully.

How much do I owe you?

I don't want your money, kid.

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