Sparrows Page #3

Shouldn't we have dinner together?

-Yes.

Bloody noise!

You know he's very proud of you,

don't you?

Did he tell you that we watched your

Christmas concert together?

No.

Don't take all his macho nonsense

too seriously.

It's his handicap.

What have you been up to?

Haven't you been in touch with Lra

since you came?

No, not really.

Really? You were such good friends,

always together.

Yeah. I don't know.

It's a bit complicated.

She's older now.

Got herself a boyfriend and all that.

What difference does that make?

- I don't know. Maybe none.

There's your boy.

Hi.

-Hi.

I was wondering,

do you want to go hunting?

Hunting?

I like the sound of that.

Yes. Let's do it.

I'll borrow a boat, but we need the gun.

It's in the car, the back seat.

Bring the bullets from the grey bag.

-OK.

Hold it tight against your shoulder.

Otherwise it could knock you out.

See?

Understand?

-Yes.

Try it.

What did I say?

Tight against your shoulder.

Or it will hit you.

Hey, look! A seal.

Make eye contact with him

and aim directly at his head.

Otherwise he'll sink.

Now. Now! He's within range.

He's looking at you.

Now!

What's wrong with you?

He'll get away.

Tight against the shoulder.

Aim.

Thank you.

Cheers.

-Cheers.

Dad.

What's the matter?

Come and sit next to me.

-What is it?

I don't want you to go inside.

Come and sit with me.

What's going on?

What happened?

She was just lying there

when I arrived.

There's nothing we can do my boy.

Ari.

Are you alright?

Sorry to hear

about your grandmother.

Hi buddy.

I've been looking for you.

Hi.

I'm preparing the funeral.

Are you coming with me?

Yes.

I thought you were going to the pub.

Yes, I thought so too.

I have to get my act together.

I just wanted to tell you that.

This looks great on you.

A perfect flt.

I think I'll take this one.

-Yes

And take the other one for the boy.

-Yes.

And I need some shoes.

-What size?

Don't I look like an idiot?

-No, you look fine.

Did you tie it yourself?.

-No, the man gave it to me like that.

Your mother used to do it for me.

You look great.

How is it?

-Good, a bit warm.

This is life.

I felt bad.

I was alone,

but then I started dancing,

and found love.

That's not dancing.

She'll make it to the next round.

Do you think so?

With a big ass like this?

Dad, it's a dance competition

not a beauty contest.

I don't care. It's TV.

Her ass fills up the whole screen.

Earth to earth.

Ashes to ashes.

Dust to dust.

We are leaving, dear.

My condolences for your loss.

Don't be afraid to talk to me

if you need anything.

OK.

-Greet your father.

My condolences.

Bye.

So that's where you're hiding.

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