The Burning Plain Page #5

and burn choya's.

My grandfather told me...

that the smoke of

the burned choya's purifies.

- They're like fire-works.

- Yeah.

I love it.

Roll up your sleeves.

What for?

So I can give you a scar.

Sh*t.

It burns.

Stop it!

You gonna hurt yourself.

This is for you.

Good night.

Let me sleep with you.

That's crazy?

I swear, I...

I wont lay a finger on you.

We're gonna wake up

my sister, Molly.

You said...

your dad's not home?

We could sleep in his room.

What kinda matieral

wore your mama to bed?

It was silk.

You gonna putt it on?

I'm wearing my fathers shirt.

You promise not to touch me?

I promise.

Does your burn hurt?

No.

Mine hurts a lot.

You promised

you wouldn't touch me.

Do you want me to go?

No.

Sylvia?

Mr. Turner just called,

he's bringing in

a party of eight.

And we're over-booked?

What'd you want me

to do, Sophie?

Are you okay?

Just take care of things

until I get back.

Could you come outside?

I need to talk to you.

What's up?

Do you like me?

Do you?

Do you think

you could love me?

Well, I guess so.

Let's just get out of her.

Just me and you. Today.

What're you talking about?

Let's just pack

your car up and go.

Go someplace new...

and start over again.

Somewhere new...

just let's go.

- I don't understand...

- Yes or no?

I don't know...

I gotta think about.

Mariana!

Mariana!

I can certainly

sympathise with you,

I gotta create problem

in my entire life,

and not because...

Hi... everybody.

Hi, Mom.

Had dinner?

No, we been waiting you.

I'll go get it started.

Why you so late?

Honey... you scared me.

What'd you do tonight?

I went to pick up

some fabric, and...

then we went to Libbys.

I also went to Libbys.

I didn't see you there.

Maybe you weren't there

when I was there.

I was there since 4 o'clock.

Stop asking questions

and help me.

Clean up this mess.

Nick?

Hey, it's Gina.

I need to talk to you.

No, not the trailer. um...

The supermarket?

Say... eleven?

Okay.

Bye.

I love you,

you love me.

I know this fact,

it's real.

You wanna let it go?

No, please,

you don't understand.

Listen to me,

You wanna let it go?

I don't wanna go no more.

Forever?

I can't keep staying with you.

I'm gonna wait for you at

the trailer, everyday at noon.

Until you come back.

- Hi, Mom.

- Hey...

- I gotta surprise.

- What's this?

Well... we haven't had a picnic

in a long time, so I just thought...

Tell you, it's kinda cold

out here, honey.

Hey mom, is this for Stripes?

- Stripes, can have a cookie.

- Okay.

Can I have a cookie?

No, not till you had

your lunch.

I'll do the burgers.

- You about ready?

- No, not yet.

Hey, guys.

Come join us.

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