An Unfinished Life Page #4

I'll just sit over here and shut up.

Pulling that out, it don't look like

you know what you're doing.

Just shut up! OK?

Shut up. You don't know what I'm doing.

- You don't know about the truck.

- Who you talking to?

- Stop being a philosopher...

- Doggone second-generation immigrant,

I bet I come over there

and hang my bad foot in your ass.

- Thanks.

- Anytime.

- See you tomorrow?

- Yep. See ya.

- Hey, kiddo.

- Hey.

- How was it?

- All right.

- See ya, Einar.

- Got some groceries for dinner.

OK.

- Do you wanna take these inside, sweetie?

- Sure.

- Got it?

- Yep.

- Hey, Mitch.

- Hey, there.

What happened here?

Why did you stop running cows?

When Griffin died, I ran out of help.

Then I got older, Mitch got mauled,

and I sold the stock to stay on the place.

Dinner will be ready in an hour.

Come here, Sarah.

Nope, stay here.

- You finished?

- Yeah.

Tell your kid to come down

out of that tree.

Come on, Charlie.

Come on.

Don't be a fraidy-cat.

Oh, Jesus.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry, huh?

Well, that's just fine, then.

- I'll buy you a new one.

- Oh. Just that easy?

Maybe I liked that plate. In fact, maybe

that was my favorite goddamn plate!

- It's just a plate.

- That's it, huh?

Did it ever occur to you

that not everything can be replaced?

Come down out of that tree!

- You want this on the table?

- No, over here. Thank you.

I'm so glad you're back, Jean.

What happened to Nellie?

Nellie left.

About a year after we buried Griffin.

Einar just never got a handle on it.

And then, when he hardly

even noticed Nellie anymore, why...

She found another man.

Who wouldn't?

Think they live in Colorado.

Do you think he blames me

for losing his wife too?

I imagine he does.

I don't want to stay here.

What's wrong with him?

Well, it's not you.

He just never got over it.

He really loved your dad.

You should know that.

- Did you?

- Of course.

You do have a plan, though, right?

I mean, we don't have to stay here forever?

Sure, I do.

Soon as I earn enough money,

I'm gonna get us right out of here.

You know what?

What do you think about...

Butt, Montana?

Come on, let's play.

You don't know how to read anymore?

Where'd the bottle come from?

The granary.

It's been there for a while.

Sometimes I just like to look at it.

You gonna open it?

I'm not sure yet. 25.

- Did you check on the bear?

- Eight.

Yeah, you asked me to, didn't you?

Here's a pair for two.

I want you to feed him.

- What?

- I want you to feed the bear.

I don't trust Angie to feed

anything much past herself.

"Feed the bear." "Please feed the bear."

"Bear, do you like bear shoes?"

"What kind of food do you like, Bear?

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