The United States of Leland Page #4

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I'd get this real bad feeling.

I'd picture her from up high with this big

frown on her face, looking down on me.

I don't think that

they frown on us.

I think that...

they look after us.

You know, like guardian angels.

They take care of us,

make sure...

...make sure nothing bad happens,

make sure everything's OK.

Well, how come everything's not OK

most of the time?

Well, maybe they're lazy.

What?

No, it's just kind of funny,

lazy angels.

It makes me think of these big, fat guys

with wings, drinking beer and playing darts.

I want you to be my

guardian angel, Lee.

I want you to float over me,

make sure that...

...everything's gonna be OK.

Your hair smells like...

strawberries.

It's my shampoo,

dodo, it's not my hair.

- Well, I still like it.

- Look at me.

I'm serious, OK?

I want you to say that

you're always gonna be there.

Sometimes I'm somewhere else.

Just tell me that everything's...

gonna be OK.

Well, I can't really make

sure everything's OK.

I know, but...

Sometimes you say

things that aren't...

totally true.

But you say them

anyways because...

...you want it to be true, you know,

maybe... maybe that's good enough.

Just...

Just tell me everything's

gonna be OK.

Why don't you whisper

it in my ear, soft?

Everything's gonna be OK.

Yeah, well...

if they extend the run,

you gotta stay, right?

Course you gotta stay.

I recognise that.

I'm not thrilled about it,

but you know...

I recognise it.

It's water, Miranda.

No, it is, it's water.

Listen.

Ah! Sweet H20.

Yeah.

No, it's fine.

The writing's going fine.

The truth? OK.

Um...

The truth is,

whenever I sit down to write,

I think I'm coming out of the gate

with something fresh and just...

it winds up being a different

spin on Boneyard.

Yeah, I've basically been rewriting

the same story for three years

and I still can't get the

damn thing published.

Thanks, honey.

No, I appreciate it, but you're not really a

writer unless people are reading your sh*t.

So, Miranda, look... um.

I'm excited for you, really.

I am.

I'm fired up about all this.

I love that it's going so well for you.

This might be that big break

you've been looking for.

When that comes along, you've gotta

tear into that sh*t like a rabid dog.

I recognise that.

It'd just be a lot easier

if you were here.

...Fitzgerald's arrest.

Right now, any connection between

the two teens is unclear.

We'll have more

news right after this.

Nobody enjoys shopping

for auto insurance.

but try and do it when you've

had three speeding tickets.

Or an accident.

I recall when our lives

were unusual and electric,

when we burned with

something close to fire.

But now, we sway

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