Jack And Jill vs. The World Page #5

What do you think about?

I think about wanting to learn as much

as I can while I'm here.

Making an impact.

What do you think about?

Everyone forgetting me.

You can't let them forget, Holly.

You gotta fight.

We gotta fight.

Is that, uh...

Hippie coffee.

Jill didn't come home last night.

She didn't call.

No message.

Sound weird to you?

Well, if she's like, say, your girlfriend,

then yeah, that could be a little weird.

But she's just your roommate, right?

Right.

Of course.

Madera fumbles.

It's a Tiger recovery at the 15.

Second and 3.

Hi.

Hey.

1:
19 left to go in the first.

Tigers down by 7.

This is a big play.

Have you ever climbed a tree?

No.

I want to climb a tree.

Okay.

Want to come?

Not really, no.

Why not? It'll be fun.

Fun is overrated.

Isn't this great?

No, not great.

Super great.

Now...

What is this, the tree of trust

or just some shitty tree in Tribeca?

What are we calling this?

Checking to see if you still like me.

If I tell you what I want,

will you tell me what you want?

I want you to leave a message

when you're not coming home.

When you go back

to your island or whatever,

I want to know.

Deal.

Now me.

I don't want you to worry about me.

Uh...

I want to have fun.

Fun? Like climbing trees fun?

Exactly. I want it to be fearless.

I want to... start something,

mix it up.

Start a revolution!

Whoo!

What kind of revolution

are we talking about here?

I don't know.

We need a manifesto,

some rules to live by,

something to keep us on our toes.

What are you doing?

It's called holding hands.

It's something people do

to show affection.

Yeah, well, holding hands is...

Overrated.

But you're doing it anyway.

Hello.

- Be honest.

- Jill?

Did you hear me?

I said be honest.

What are you talking about?

The manifesto.

Be honest.

It should be rule number 1.

Write it down.

Okay.

Uh...

"Rule 1:
Be honest."

Done.

Good.

Bye.

Uh...

She's hanging up on me.

I'm gonna start hanging up

on people.

# Yeah, you do it 'cause he understands,

understands #

# Do it for the trouble #

# Yeah, you do it 'cause it's dark outside #

Why are you so mean to this thing?

Time is a construct, Jill.

Some Roman dude took it upon himself

to measure shadows,

and then the rest of the world

is bound by these little ticks.

But is it accurate? Hmm?

When you're having fun, time flies, right?

But when you're stuck in traffic,

it stands still.

So is it infinite or completely limited?

It's both. But that piece of junk

just sits there and ticks.

Tick, tick, tick, tick.

It's like a... Chinese water torture.

Well, I wish it would just stand still.

It can't. Time is the enemy.

We age, we wrinkle, we die.

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