The Revenant Page #2

We were gonna get a place

together...eventually.

When he was ready.

I know.

And there was so much

I wanted to say to him.

God, if I could just have...

..just one more day with him,

just one more.

It's gonna get easier.

It's gonna get better.

OK? Just give it some time.

I know, I know, I know.

I know it will, and I'll meet someone else.

But it...it won't be Bart.

It won't be him.

You know he never told me

he loved me?

He never said it.

I told him, but he never said it to me.

He did love you. He does, he did.

He did love you.

He did, he did love you, OK?

OK? Yeah?

Thank you.

Oh.

(MOANS)

No. Oh, God.

We can't do this.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I don't want to make things worse.

How can it get any worse?

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(THUDDING)

(MUFFLED SHOUTING)

(REPEATED THUDDING)

(GASPING)

(SINISTER MUSIC CONTINUES)

(TURNS ON TAP)

(TURNS OFF TAP)

What the f***?

Oh!

(GROANS)

The sick...

You're f***ing kidding me.

F***ing sh*t.

This is...this is a dream.

This is a dream.

It's all just...all a nightmare.

Just...wake up.

Wake up. F***ing...f***ing...

(GROANS)

F***!

OK, just ride this sh*t out,

ride this sh*t out.

This is...this is...

This isn't real. This isn't real!

F***! F***!

F***.

(KNOCKING)

BART:
Come on.

Come on, please, wake up.

Please wake up.

Joey.

Please wake up.

Joey. Joey.

(JOEY GROANS)

Who is it?

It's me, man.

Who's 'me'?

It's me, Bart.

Let me in, please.

Hilarious. Who is it?

It's me, your friend, Bart.

Please let me in the door.

F*** off, douche-bag.

It's f***ing early in the morning

and this sh*t is not f***ing funny.

(UNLOCKS DOOR)

Jesus, f***! What the f***?

Who is that?

OK, it's me.

I swear to God it's your friend.

What the f***? What the f***?

Who is that?

It's Bart.

Please, open up, man.

F***! Bart?

It's me. it's Bart.

F***!

Get the f*** out of here!

Ow!

Get out of here, dude!

F***!

Get out of here!

Jesus.

What the f*** did you do that for?

What the f*** is going on, dude?

I don't f***ing know, man.

I don't know.

You're supposed to be dead.

So I gather.

Look, I'm not gonna hurt you, OK?

I just need your help.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Oh, God, this is just a dream,

this is just a f***ing dream

and I gotta f***ing wake up.

Wake up. Wake up, wake up right now.

Wake up.

I tried that. It doesn't work.

So it's not a dream.

So I'm f***ing insane.

That's it. I'm f***ing...

I lost my mind.

Maybe we're insane communally,

together.

And if I'm insane, that means

you're not f***ing here.

But if you're insane...

F***, you can't be f***ing insane,

'cause you're f***ing dead.

Oh, God, f***. How do you know

I'm not just f***ing imagining you?

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