The Ballad of Jack and Rose Page #4

No.

I know these kind of woods.

You got copperheads in there,

don't you?

There's a few that live under

a dead tree in the woods.

Show me where the tree is.

I used to trap snakes for this evangelist.

- What did he do with them?

- Put on a show.

Said he had the power of God

cos he didn't get bitten.

Did he have the power of God?

He died of a snakebite.

There.

So does your dad know

about this place?

Maybe.

Does he know

everything about you?

Wild thing.

I'll give you a bedtime story

you won't forget.

- What are you doing?

- I want you to do it to me.

- Huh! Oh, my God.

- I never did it before.

Not even partly.

And erm... what made you select

tonight for your initiation?

Cos I have to do it right away.

Er, my brother is out

at the moment...

probably doing something

along these lines,

so if you want to take a seat in his

room I'm sure he'll be happy to oblige.

I don't like him.

That's funny.

I don't like him, either.

Look, it's not funny.

OK?

This is tragic.

It's...

It's not exactly tragic.

It's er... it's ridiculous.

OK?

No.

OK, no, look.

Look, wait.

I wasn't aware that,

on top of being trapped in retro world

due to my mother's saviour complex,

I myself was to become

a sort of sex toy...

...for my angelic,

possibly disturbed,

certainly odd new sister.

OK?

Let's...

Let's not forget that part.

Huh!

Who are you people?

- But I like you.

- Christ...

Just...

Just...

I'm just er...

I'm not ready to unpeel my nylon

at this particular point in time.

Not for anybody.

It's nothing personal.

Hey...

I got an idea.

It's...

It's kind of a compromise.

Do you mind if it's radical?

I put a spell on you

Cos you're mine

You'd better stop

the things you do

I ain't lyin.

No I ain't lyin.

You know I can't stand it

Your running around

You know better, Daddy

I can't stand it cos

you put me down

Yeah, yeah

I put a spell on you

Because you're mine

You're mine

Oh, yeah

I love you, I love you

I love you

I love you anyhow

And I don't care if

you don't want me

I'm yours right now

Jesus Christ!

Come on.

Oh, God...

Are you out of your

f***ing mind?

Rodney did it for me.

I was referring to

the loaded gun.

You're a bloody little hooligan.

What are you doing?

Look what he did to you.

Do you love me?

Is she all right?

Good night, my little dove.

What was Rose's mother like?

What was your wife like?

Just about the opposite of you.

- What does that mean?

- Well, you know. You.

Imagine the opposite of you.

Thin hair, dark eyes, big tits?

- Go a little deeper.

- Rich?

She was inscrutable,

dreamy, capricious,

deceitful and totally selfish.

Oh.

So it was a compliment.

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