Two Lovers and a Bear Page #2

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- Yes, you do.

- Oh, I do'?

- You're gonna let life go by

and not do a thing.

You're afraid that if you do,

you're gonna fail.

Do you know what

the Indians would tell you?

- What, the Indians?

- No, not those Indians.

The Indians from India.

They'd say you're stuck in your karma

doing the same things

over and over in a circle

and you don't know

how to get out of it.

- What the f*** do you know about India?

- I'm right, ain't I?

- You know, maybe I should shoot you down.

You're not supposed to be this close

to our houses.

- You do that, and you might as well

kill yourself.

I'm the only friend you've got.

Time for me to go now.

- You can speak to bears?

- What are you doing up?

It's late. It's cold.

- I'm playing hockey.

- Where's your brother?

What are you doing?

- Playing hockey.

- Why aren't you asleep?

- Our parents had a fight.

- All right, well, let's

get you inside, huh?

It's freezing! Come on!

I wanna

spend time with you before I go.

We only have 9 days left.

I love you.

I don't know what to do

to make you talk to me.

I don't know what to say.

- Can I come?

- Too drunk.

Tomorrow.

- No, I'm coming anyways.

- Hey! You gotta get up.

Come on. I gotta go to sleep.

Yeah, I know.

Go home, OK?

- Roman, open up!

Open the f***ing door!

- Leave me alone!

- Oh, f*** off!

Talk to me, you stupid f***!

Please talk to me!

Hello, Roman!

- Leave!!!!

- Talk to me now,

you f***ing a**hole!

I love you!

Please say you love me too.

- I'm done with you.

You said you were leaving,

so just leave.

The sooner,

the better for you and for me.

- Roman...

- Leave.

Leave.

Did you hear what I said?

- Yes...

- I said I want you out of my life!

I said I do not wanna see you again!

OK? F***ing leave!

F***ing leave!

We're over! Get out of here!

F*** you, you f***ing b*tch!

F***! Leave! Leave!

- Roman?

Roman?

Are you all right?

They told me

they heard screaming and noise!

How's Lucy? ls she with you?

- Go away.

- Sh*t, Roman!

- Go away!

- Come on! Give me the rifle,

and we can talk.

- Just go away, all right?

Just leave me alone.

- All right, Roman.

Just stay cool.

I'll be right back.

Don't do anything stupid

before I get back, all right?

Emma, this is John.

Come in.

- Hi, John. It's Emma.

How's it going down there? Over.

- Ah, we got a broken heart with a rifle.

- Could you send a couple of beers?

- Special artillery!

- Thank you!

- All right!

- Here.

A 2-4 just for you.

Come on!

I know who you are, Roman.

You're me when I was your age.

I was angry, I was real angry,

and I drank to forget that I was angry.

But it didn't help,

because every time I drank,

I got into fights.

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