Leave Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 2011
- 84 min
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Yeah, yeah. I understand.
Just I've been waiting
out here for a while now.
Was it a long time?
Sh*t, I'm sorry.
I was playing solitaire.
I fell asleep.
I'm here now.
or what?
Yeah, yeah. You got soup?
Chicken noodle.
Just like your mother made.
I'll get a soup and a coffee.
Another coffee.
Order of Sue's soup...
and coffee.
I'll get it.
- By yourself today, Gus?
- Yep.
You wanna get the soups,
I'll get the coffee?
You're a f***ing peach,
you know it?
Don't touch me.
Most people smoke out of habit,
with you it seems like
some kind of ritual.
What does your wife
think of your smoking?
I don't own a vehicle.
I mean,
we're in the middle
of the desert.
You gotta be walking distance.
I don't really have a place.
Where do you stay?
Here and there.
Here and there?
What's that mean?
Not having a place
isn't such a big deal.
Call me square,
is a pretty f***ing big deal.
I didn't say I was homeless.
I just said
I don't have a place.
All right. Whatever.
See, I made a vow with
myself a long time ago
to try to have as few
possessions as possible.
That some sort of
religious practice?
Sort of.
I found that the more
possessions you have,
the more you've
attached to things,
and the more you're attached,
the more you suffer, so.
Who'd want to suffer?
That what the whole shaved
head thing is about?
You some sort
of wandering monk?
No. Just my own thing.
Well, you can keep that
religious sh*t for yourself.
Catholic school beat it out
of me a long time ago.
It must be lonely.
What is?
Not having faith
in some mysterious unseen
hand behind things.
I find that comforting.
See, I don't need faith.
I have experience.
That's Joseph Campbell.
Go figure.
Wandering monk in the
middle of the desert
reads Joseph Campbell.
What're the odds of that?
Plagiarism's a dangerous
habit for a writer.
What makes you think
I'm a writer?
You talk about writing.
No, I never talked
about writing.
You have the computer.
So I got a f***ing computer?
I could be an accountant.
How would you know that?
I'm asking you,
how would you know that?
Who the f*** are you, man?
I know you from somewhere.
all this is just too weird.
- What is?
- All this.
Everything. Me getting a flyer
on my car, me coming here,
you sweeping up
and you don't work here?
- I come here a lot.
- Yeah, I know.
You told me. Now... now what?
You know I'm a writer?
I'm asking you.
How do you know this sh*t?
Are you f***ing stalking me?
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