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Oh,
there's my sweet boy!

- Hey.
- Come on in.

Oh, so good to see you.

Yeah, you too.

There's my guy!

Yup. Oh, yeah.

We were getting
worried about you.

Oh, I remember those.

Yeah.

- How was your trip?
- It was good.

- Are you hungry?
- Yeah, I'm starving.

Oh, come sit down.
Come sit down.

Here, you can have that chair.

There he is.

Look at my guy!

Oh, hey!

Thought this guy, right here,
was never gonna show up.

Uh-huh.

Oh, hey, Nanaw.

She wanders
around a lot.

Let me get that,
right there, real quick.

Is there anything
interesting

in the evening paper, son?

What is it?

Ah!

Look at the
nosy parker over there

wondering what we're up to.

Oh, not a whole lot, Walt.

Just slashing prices
on Ground Round.

Mm-hmm.
- I'm gonna tell you,

since the last time
you've been here,

This guy right here...
...nuts.

He's loosing it.

- I don't know where the off switch is on this guy.
- Oh, hey.

He's lost it.

We need to get one
of those crazy jackets

that tie up really
tight in the back.

We should really do that to him.

But seriously...
Seriously.

We're, uh...

We're getting real busy
down at the store.

And, uh...
You know we could...

We could really
use some help.

Wonder who
we could find?

Hmm.

Well, I don't know...

I really, sorta had my mind set
on working where my dad worked.

Mm-hmm.
Oh, my...

Switching gears
on us, Papa.

Oh, no, no, Pennyfeathers.
Pennyfeathers.

Walter, we understand.

You'll be a heck of salesman
where ever you go.

You know, your daddy
was a great salesman

- back at the antique mall.
- Mm-hmm.

Ice cream to Eskimos.

Down there they say,
"He could do anything."

Oh, that reminds me.

All your daddies stuff
is in boxes up in that attic.

Feel free to go through
anything you want up there.

Oh, thank you.
Thank you.

Oh, it just does
my heart good

to see you following in your
daddy's footsteps like this.

Let's dig in.

Hi.

I'm supposed to meet a man named Dewey Ray.

Oh, yes.
Of course.

Ooh. Uh.

Hello? Hello?

Oh... Hello?

Did I tell you
about my ankle?

- Keeps turning on it's self...
- Uh...

...on account
of the rheumatoid.

They want $20,000 for it.

I mean, hell, all it is
is a block of wood

with a hinge.
It's not the money...

It's just... It's just
the principle of the thing.

But I don't mind the money.

I can afford to get
my titties done

on account that one is...

...is larger
than the other one.

Oh.

Yes.

I know you.
Pill time.

Here we go.

If I... If I
don't set a timer,

then I don't remember.

And if I don't remember,
well, I won't die...

But, it won't be
good for nobody.

Hmm... Hmm.

What was I doing?

You were about to tell me
where Dewey Ray's office is.

Oh, yes.

But, seriously...

Do you think I should
get my titties done?

- Yeah, I... Hmm. Don't... don't, uh...
- Look at how they rest.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

You're not looking.

Yeah, I... I, uh...

I'm gonna ask this guy.

- Thank... Thank you, though.
- Uh...

Maybe I should just...

Just a little off the nose.

- What's that?
- It's a package.

I know what it is, Stonehenge.
What's in it?

Just sign it, please?

What do you eat for breakfast?
Boiled eggs?

I bet you eat sawdust and
shit logs, don't you, boy?

You suntanning
your underwear?

I'm gonna keep this.

Mama, I don't know about
this place sometimes.

It's times like this,
I wish you were still here.

Honey, you're
mama's on line one.

Hey, Mama.

No, it's just sometimes
I don't know about this place.

No, I just don't
think you trust me.

So, it's because
you don't trust me.

Why would your pills
be under the bubble wrap, Ma?

I don't see 'em.

Are you on
your clonipine again?

And you're wearing
a nicotine patch?

Okay, I got to go.

I got to go.
I got to go.

What can I do for you?

Uh, I am looking
for a Dewey Ray.

Do me a favor.
Don't ever...

Touch my figurines
again, please.

- I'm sorry. Mm-hmm.
- All right?

That right there is Brigadier General M.
Jeff Thompson.

Swamp Fox
of the Confederacy?

Probably the most irascible
man of the entire Civil War.

And I'm restaging the
Battle of Fredericktown.

Do you even care about
the Battle of Fredericktown?

- Uh...
- These were my daddy's things.

He used to whoop me.

He'd put his foot

right about there
on my neck

and hit me with a shovel.

He was a good man.

Sounds...

...complicated.

Probably his most
prized possession.

Arkansas toothpick

used by Jeb "Golden
Spurs" Newton himself

at the Battle of Stench Creek.

It's a bond between
a boy and his daddy.

It was forged
by the James Blight.

A white-hot fiery conflict
much like or love.

Sometimes I'm wearing shorts
and that's too heavy.

So I carry this.

That's a nickle he gave me.

Also very important.

And also forged in heat.

So these are all battles
that the South won.

The South won all these.
That's right.

You get a lot of customers

for that sort of
thing around here?

Connoisseurs.

But mostly,
I sell candy bars.

Boys, we have
a store meeting after lunch.

Big announcement to make.

What are you gonna do?

Let everybody know
you take it up the seat?

Your mama takes it
up the seat.

And I mean literally.

Bent over that 66 inch L-shaped
laminate desktop just the other day.

Did I tell you I'm married
to Blundale's mama.

No, sir. We haven't met.

Are you Dewey Ray?

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm Walt Prior.

I believe we spoke
on the phone.

Dennis Prior's boy.

Look at you.

Now that you mention it,
you're the splitting image.

- You're Dennis' boy?
- Yup.

Ooh, your dad and I
had some good times.

We worked here together
during school.

This is where I actually
met Blundale's mama.

Yeah, I was a
18-year-old senior,

muscles out to here.

Getting more tang
than Buzz Aldrin.

And she was a
experienced woman, boy.

She ran hot.

- Face get all red during sex.
- Okay.

Thanks, Dewey.

Speaking of running hot.

Did you get that timing belt
fixed on your truck, son?

I'm not his son.

We went to school together.
Same time.

Yeah, been like
a father to him,

at least since so far all
the sex I had with his mama.

Hey, Walter, first job.

Can you help
Jimmy Lee over there

put that Mrs Claus
oh his tree?

I'm sorry. Am I hired?

I don't give a shit.
Do you want to be hired.

- Yes, sir.
- Okay, first job.

Make sure Jimmy Lee
don't fall.

Kill himself.

Hey, let me help you here.

Oh. Aren't you a dear.

Honey, you didn't
have to do that.

- There you go.
- Looks perfect.

Uh, I'm Walt.

James Lee Williams.

But you can call me
Jimmy Lee.

- Okay.
- Have a seat.

- Come on in. Let's talk.
- Okay.

It's my little living room.

Oh, yeah.

I like your shoes, Jimmy Lee.

Oh. They're alligator shoes.

♪ Alligator shoes ♪

♪ Alligator shoes ♪

♪ If I don't get some
I'm gonna get the blues ♪

Do you know that song?

Yeah. May... Maybe.

- Are you new here?
- Yes.

I just came in
from Little Rock.

Oh. Well, I'm sorry.

I'd just as soon pitch a
golf ball at a monkey's butt

as go to Little Rock
but it makes sense

because you have
a very innocent style.

I bet the girls go for you, don't they?

- Uh...
- I bet they do.

I bet they do.

Hmm. Um, did you happen to
know my dad, Dennis Prior?

As I live and breath.
You...

Dennis was your daddy?

- Yeah. Yeah, he was.
- Oh, heavens to Betsy.

Everybody's got
a story about Dennis.

You know who you should
talk to first, though,

is old Coach McGee.

He has the booth
back there

with the baseball cards,

He was your
daddy's boxing coach.

- Hey, new guy?
- Hmm.

Can I talk to you
a second?

Yeah. Uh, nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, Walter.

Hey there, Delaney.

You're not going anywhere.
You're gonna be the princess.

Yes, 'cause you're gonna be a princess.

I just wanted to get
you away from him.

That guy freaks me out.

Oh, I think
he's pretty harmless.

Yeah. Until he starts
making up songs about you.

You stick with Blundale and me,
you should be all right.

Want to go to lunch
with us later?

Uh, yeah. Sure.

Oh, it's just a protein shake.

- Oh, yeah. Yeah.
- It's organic.

I've been doing the Navy Seal
workout the last couple of years.

My brother's a Navy Seal.

I don't talk about him much.

Secret missions
and all that but...

I trained with him, though.

How do you train
with the Navy Seals

if you're not a Navy Seal?

Who is that?

- Who, Ellie?
- She works here?

Yeah, she's got
a pottery booth upstairs.

She went around
the world or something.

Half of Europe and one
of the other ones.

And she's from here?

Born and raised.

I hear she went for
some sort of treatment too,

but you didn't hear that from me.
Hey, Ellie.

Hey, Delaney.

You're looking good.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I lost like 20 pounds
while you were away.

No you didn't.

Hey.

Hi.

I'm Walt Prior.

I'm new.

Did you touch my stuff
while I was gone?

Did I what?

Because the treatment that he
mentioned was for rage issues.

And if you touched my
stuff while I was gone,

I will stomp a mud hole...

No, I just started.
I promise I did not touch...

...anything.

I don't even know...

what stuff is yours.

So...

Oh, your face. I'm just kidding.
Relax.

Oh, wow. I was...

I was really
intimidating, wasn't I?

Yeah. Yeah.

I was never in treatment
by the way.

It's nice to know what
the rumors are though.

One thing that
is not a rumor,

Delaney's parents...

First cousins.

You can tell.

Facial asymmetry,
bed wetting,

his teeth never meet.

Uh, so you went
around the world,

- huh?
- Yup.

Did you go alone or...

Me alone? No.
No, no, no.

Well, yeah,
I went there alone but...

Oh, come on,
I was never really...

Alone-alone if you
know what I mean.

Wow, this is too easy.

It's like shooting fish
in a barrel.

I'm kidding, Walt.

Oh... Oh...

You're wound really
tight, you know that?

Have you always
been that way?

- No, um...
- Okay.

Confession time.

When I was little,

I didn't think fat
people could feel things.

Well, your turn.

I got invited to a lunch.

So, uh...

- I should probably...
- Yup.

Okay.

Hey, man,
what do you know about Ellie?

What like
measurements and stuff?

No. No, like, she's
kind of weird, right?

Is that just her
sense of humor?

Well, I know she jokes about her
period a lot if that's what you mean?

Okay. Um...

Do you know if
she's got a boyfriend?

I just...

Some times I have a tough
time telling the difference

between a nice girl
being flirty

and a flirty girl
being nice, you know.

Well, I don't think so.

She got kind of messed up

'cause her brother
got killed in a car crash

out on 35 a few months back.

Her parents became
shut-ins or something.

That's why she went
on that trip and everything.

Come on, I got chicken burning.
Ticktock, ticktock.

Excuse me?

I'm sorry, papo, I didn't
mean to rush you there.

Have at it.

Do you have a problem?

Yes, sir.
You smell like a creek.

What do you got coupons?

You got one of them
for the next year of your life?

Come on. You may only
have moments to live.

Go.

Go. Come on.
Gather your rose buds.

- Asshole.
- Idiot.

For me and whatever the old
man of the sea is having.

What's wrong with you?

Walt?

Oh, uh... Nothing.
I'm good.

What?

My trainer says I can eat
whatever I want to once a week.

You mean your brother?

Yeah, my brother.

Bet my life savings
you don't live three more years.

Tell Walt what
you have there.

Nothing.

Please. I want to
hear you tell him.

It's a little
plate and fork.

It's a little
plate and fork.

And why do you have a little
plate and fork, Delaney?

So, I don't eat too much.

Isn't that about the saddest
thing you ever heard?

Always seem sad, Delaney.

You don't seem to miss
any meals in your anguish.

I'm on Lipitor.

Walt, are you...

You enjoying your job so far?

Yeah. Yeah, I am.

Good. You know we got
that big meeting today.

What do you
think that's about?

It's about
the future, Delaney.

You two idiots can die
in your sleep for all I care.

But not me.
I got ambitions.

Shoot for the moon and if miss,
I fall back among the stars.

Been my philosophy.

Well, ain't the moon closer
than the stars, Blundale?

As most of you know,

many years ago I met...

and I fell in love
with Blundale's mama.

Sticky Vicky herself.

She the light of my life.

And many years later,
upon her retirement,

I was made General Manager
of this here place.

Now...

I know my life won't go down in
history textbooks or anything

but work has always given me a
reason to get up every morning.

Whether I was running
the Antique mall

or selling amphetamines out of the
trunk of my 1976 Chrysler Cordoba.

But...

I'm afraid those chapters
are coming to a close.

Born alone we die alone,
friends, you're never happy.

But work...

gives us meaning,

give us purpose,
give us a reason to believe

that our lives,
however brief, are significant.

Now, all I got in this world

is this job,

a 70-year-old wife,

occasional lifestyle diabetes,

and a 1967...

Mustang Shelby Convertible

that Vicky wants me to
trade in for a Winnebago.

So, in a month,

I'll be leaving here...

for good,

to travel with her.

Ivy park after ivy park,

each one a little more pitiful
and depressing than the last

until we hit all the states.

Our moronic accomplishments
emblazoned on a magnetic map

on the side of the RV.

And only her scooter chair

to escape our
150 square foot hellhole

in her insipid, insane shit.

And so, I need
a replacement, people.

In the coming weeks,

I'll be taking applications for
the position of General Manager

and Director of Estate Sales.

And I'll be interviewing
from outside as well as within.

So, if any of you
are interested

including you select vendors,

let me know.

Let me know.

Well, you'll know
where I'll be.

Let's get back to work.

Walter!

Let me see you in my office.

Yes, sir.

Hey.

Hey.

Look I'm sorry if I made you feel all
uncomfortable and awkward earlier.

- No. No, it's okay.
- Well, let me make it up to you.

I'll buy you
coffee after work.

No. No, no. It's uh...
I'm good. It's okay.

- Oh, uh...
- Yup.

- What?
- No?

Walter!
Need to see you in my office.

Walt, how long you been here?

Uh, today.
I started today.

How are you,
by the way?

I'm good.

I never met a person have a bad
thing to say about your daddy.

I know this isn't the
easiest thing to deal with

especially since
it happened like it did.

I got a therapist lady in town.

Got me through a tough time.

I'm gonna set it up
and you're gonna see her.

Yeah, I appreciate that

but I-I don't think
that I really...

- I had some trauma.
- Mm-hmm.

My sisters husband
was taken too soon.

He owned a chicken farm
out off of, uh...

Behind the old wax museum.

It's at, uh, Henry Street,
Maple, down up and through there.

Well, anyway.

By the time anyone found him,

his arms and legs
were chewed off.

Once that thing
got him to the ground

it literally ate him to death.

The... chicken?

A chicken?

No, the bobcat, son.

Chickens only grow
to about eight pounds.

I don't think they
have teeth, do they?

I don't,
I don't think so.

Now, where was I?

Death.

There is not
a day that goes by

that I don't think, why
the world did that bobcat

eat all the skin but
leave all that organ meat?

Whole torso right there.

So!

What did you think
about the meeting?

It was, it was good.

Now, you got that look.

The look of management.

I really appreciate
that, Mr. Chism, but, uh,

I definitely don't want
to step on anyone's toes,

- and I know that Blundale...
- Yeah, yeah, Blundale...

The man's mother didn't think he'd
be a good fit for this position.

This, this position
requires people skills.

Someone like you.

Like us.

And the only toes you need
to worry about stepping on

are under this desk,
covered in athlete's foot.

See, I laced-up
my old track shoes recently,

keep my stamina up.

Get it?

Sex stamina.

Listen. Just go to this
estate sale with me.

Let's see if it's something
you'd even be interested in.

And if it makes you
that uncomfortable,

Blundale does not have
to know about it.

We'll keep it between us.

Hey, good morning!

Hey, Walt!

Oh, I see you
found those little boots!

Oh yeah, aren't these great?

Yeah.

Oh, look at this.

This'll be
your great grandpa.

My goodness,
he was a good man.

They said he had a...

heavy heart, though.

Heavy...

Heavy heart.

And... why is that?

Made of gold, ha!

- Ha!
- Yep, yep.

Ha ha. Yep.

You know, he built this
house with his own two hands.

No, I didn't.

He sure did,
he sure did.

With this hammer,
actually.

- Really?
- Well, maybe not this hammer, but...

one like it, I'm sure.

I, uh...

I think I remember
my dad saying that

he got arrested for
bootlegging at one point.

Uh ha!

Now that's rich.

I dunno. He said that
a few times actually.

No, no, no.

I, I'm sure old Dennis
was just funnin' ya.

All right, I'm gonna,
I'm gonna head out.

Yep!

Yep... yep, yep, yep.

Have you ever been
to counseling before?

No, no I haven't.

And what made you
wanna come see me today?

Um, I didn't, necessarily.

I mean, uh, Dewey Ray
Chism suggested that I did.

Because, uh,
my dad died recently.

Did you have a good
relationship with your father?

Yeah, I think so.

Uh, my dad grew up here.

So I came back to...

get to know who he is.

Uh, was.

Uh...

Get to know who he was
as a kid.

That kind of thing.

Uh, is that...

is that weird, er...

So you came back here to...

To live in his old house,

talk to the people
that he knew,

work at his old job,

go through all his old things.

Yeah, yeah that's a
little weird, isn't it.

Little weird!

Little weird!

I'm sorry, please ignore her.

She's a therapy animal.

Uh, it's a very innovative
new therapy for narcissists.

- Hm.
- Parrots back what they say,

so they can reflect upon their
words a little more carefully.

Ah.

Very helpful.

So.

You were saying?

Oh, um...

Is this... crazy?

- Is this crazy what I'm doing?
- Is this crazy!

- Stop it!
- Is this crazy!

Beverley.

Sorry, she just, she gets
a little nervous around new patients, so.

Um, let's see.

You were talking...

about...

Dead father?

Dead father?

Dead father?

Dead father?

Stop it, Beverly.

You are ruining
this for me!

Do you understand?

That has never happened.

Please continue.

Hey!

Take a look at the
set on that gal.

Oh yeah.

Look at
those dirty fellas.

Lord,
I bet she could

throw that left one over her
right shoulder, couldn't she.

In a good way!

Just wanna get
between 'em, don't ya?

Little bit a this.

Look at us,
couple of old tomcats!

Boys will be boys,
Maxine girl.

This is the way we talk.

Yeah,
he's a natural athlete.

Not big, mind you, but
natural 'cause he was smart.

I didn't even know he boxed.

Yeah! I remember that
fight he had with this boy, Two Gun,

Big ol' corn-fed son
of a bitch, you know.

Your daddy walks over
to Two-Gun and, uh...

Two-Gun, just, pow!
Right in the mouth.

Knocks his mouthpiece out.

Your daddy looked at me
and winked...

Took that mouthpiece and
threw it over his shoulder.

Went right on back in there
and fought the other two rounds

- without a mouthpiece.
- You ready?

Oh, yeah.

Thank you so much, coach.

Oh, sure.
Any time, any time.

Right, coach.

Um.

Did you happen to say anything
to Blundale about me going today?

Of course I did.

Had to.

You're taking his place.

Yeah, yeah.

It's just that, uh,

I thought that we had talked about
maybe not saying anything to him?

Oh yeah.

I remember.

Have I ever told you the parable

about the turtle

and the scorpion?

Uh, no.

The turtle shouldn't trust
the scorpion.

Not totally sure that
you understand parables.

I'm not sure

that you understand scorpions.

Hey, uh...

Could you give me a minute
and I'll be right out?

Yeah, mine will be
the Mustang out front,

thumping some Creedence.

Hey!

Hey!

Hi.

So I just wanted to say that that
all came out wrong the other day.

What?

Oh, you mean the "No"?

Yeah.

Uh...

I think I just got
caught off guard.

Oh, you mean that you just
weren't paying attention.

Wow.

That's even worse than now.

You really shouldn't
talk so much.

Yeah. Um...

But...

If you ever do
wanna hangout sometime,

I would definitely like
to do that.

Yeah!

You know what, I'm good.

Thank you, though.

Yeah,
okay, no big deal.

I am gonna go ahead
and, uh,

you know,
head on out, so.

Wow, that's it, huh?

Oh, Peter Persistence over here.

You were joking.

Oh no, I don't wanna
hang out with you ever.

Okay, I'm done.

I'm done. I'm done.

With the joking.

Yes, you can
take me out tonight.

Oh, uh, actually I promised Nanaw
I'd take her to bingo tonight.

That's great!

I love bingo!

And nanaws.

I will pick you up at 6:15.

Four-fifty
for the old credenza.

And 600...

for the sideboard.

Woah!

I see ya.

Sir, you're just like
your daddy.

Don't get emotionally involved.

Hmm?

I'm gonna go get started in the kitchen.
Come in there when you get caught up.

- All right.
- All right.

How much for the glasses?

You wan this reading glasses?

Yeah! How much?

Uh, those aren't for sale.

Excuse me?

Well there's plenty of stuff around
here that's for sale, but these aren't.

Hey!

Won't you take a look
at this ol' boy right here?

Huh?

Hell, I like 'em boots!

Oh, yeah, thanks.

They were,
they were my dad's

Just found 'em.

I know how important a
dad's things are to his boy.

Speaking of which,

what did you think
of the estate sale?

Yeah, hey, look. I didn't mean to
get in the way or anything like that.

In the way?

Come on, now.

Ain't nothin' like a little healthy
competition hurt nobody, huh?

Yep.

Okay.

There he is!

Look at him!

Looks to me like
you may have a date!

Who's the victim
there, Walt?

Uh, just a girl.

Just a girl?

You know, I was just
a girl to Henry once.

But then I sacrificed
my body to birth his child.

Nine pounds,
six ounces.

Hey, hey!
What do we got here?

Ho-ho!

Oh God,
that's nothing.

Just some more of my dad's
stuff that I found in the attic.

You know, Dennis's
crazy friends would,

would put those under the bed
and try to get him in trouble

with Mom and Dad.

I'd clear 'em out
so he didn't, of course!

He must've saved some as a joke.

Give me those, Spence.

Well, I hope "just a girl"
gets a name real soon

and we get
to meet her!

Dad, Spence, come on.
Leave him be.

Okay, Mom.
Go get 'em, tiger.

Whew!

Woah, uh, you okay?

Yeah!

I'd invite you inside, but I
just took a huge number one.

A number one?

Yeah, you know,
I'm not good with numbers.

Uh, those, those power
lines are really intense.

Oh, yeah,
you get used to 'em.

Well, except sometimes
the TV turns on by itself,

and I think I can read
people's minds now.

Pick a number
one through ten.

Uh, okay, um...

Okay.

Uh, got it.

Now, say it out loud.

Oh! Uh...

Four.

Yes!

Four!

Look at you!

All right, you ready?

Uh, Ellie,
this is Nanaw.

Oh, hi, Nanaw!

Okay.

Well...

What's your nanaw's name?

Uh...

I, uh...

I don't know
her name.

You don't know
your nanaw's name.

Oh, yeah, well
she's not my nanaw.

Uh, my aunt and uncle
run a bed and breakfast,

and, uh, she came to
stay about 20 years ago

and just, kinda,
never left.

Who did?

- Yeah, you did!
- Yeah!

Let's play some bingo!

I-26!

N-41!

O-71!

G-54!

Yes! Bingo!

I told you
I was gonna win.

That's a bingo, folks!

Whoo-hoo!

Thank you!

Thanks!
Thank you, everyone.

Going with the ham.

Spinal cut, too.

- You jealous?
- Little bit.

I love it here.

I love bingo,
I love ham.

So what's next, cowboy?

Oh, you won
so we could leave.

Is that it?

That's how
it works?

Well, I wasn't gonna
say anything, but...

This one over here?

Not winning anything.

You've not played bingo
with her before?

We've done it
once or twice, yep.

Uh...

Hey, uh...

- On a serious note, uh...
- Ooh.

A serious note?

I just wanna say that I was
sorry to hear about your brother.

Yeah, well.

He was a real
son of a bitch anyway.

Really?

Nope.

He was my best friend.

Hey, do you like
to go on rides?

Rides?

So you don't want
to talk about your brother.

Are you afraid of rides?

Um... Rides!

- Are you scared?
- Okay!

Are you afraid
of heights?

- Are you?
- We'll find out.

They're closed.

Oh look.

They're open.

Ta-da!

No, no, no. No.

- No.
- Yes.

Now you just sit
right down here, Nanaw.

You sit down
and enjoy the show.

Which, which show?

Have you always been
such a baby?

What are you...

How do you even know
how to do this?

Ha!

I know how to do everything!

I run this town.

Okay.

- Come on!
- Yeah. This...

- We'll turn it off, and then we'll just...
- Um, oh my gosh.

- What do you think we came here for?
- Oh!

Oh, my gosh.

- Everything is difficult with you.
- Ah!

Just, here. Here's your high chair
'cause you're being such a baby.

Just sit down!

There you go.

You have fun.

No! No, no, no, I'm
not doing this by myself.

- Oh, no.
- Come on.

- No, no, no, don't...
- Someone has to run this or else...

- Don't.
- Oh, no, it's already started.

You better not unhook it
because that would be bad

Oh no! Oh no!

It's not supposed
to make that sound!

- Oh, my god!
- Walt!

Okay,
are you serious?

Are you serious
right now?

So serious!

Does it have a stop?
Is there a stop button?

But I can't stop it
until it's over.

Have you done
this before?

Wait...

- It'll be okay.
- Don't... Slower, slower!

I don't... I can't slow it down!
I don't know how to!

I just know
how to work the lights!

- You wanna go faster?
- No! That's, that's good!

Okay!

Okay, that's good!

Oh my god!

Look at you
having so much fun!

Now, hun, you can't
be mad at him for that.

Have you talked to
your mother about this?

I just don't trust him,
Jimmy Lee.

Excuse me for a second.

Ma'am...

Ma'am!

How old it this?

Let me take a look.

Oh, yes.
This is from 1983,

but I'm afraid that this
one is not for sale.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

I thought
this was a booth.

It is.

Sorry about that.

Is this one vintage as well?

Oh, you know what?

This one is
from 1983 as well.

There is a year-round
Christmas store.

It is just up the street, and they're
gonna have everything that you want.

You don't want
my old junk.

Come again though!

You gotta be making a fortune.

Oh, please.

Women like that
can't have nice things.

Did you see her shoes?

Blundale!

I need to see you
in my office!

Geez.

Good luck!

Training for what?

Because I think he'd make
a good manager.

Who, Walt?

What's he ever done?

Let's go down the line

of the last three estate sales
you've been in charge of.

I don't wanna hear this.

First,

Mrs. Pierce.

You know that house burned
completely to the ground.

Insurance fraud.

She planned it for years.

Remember Mrs. McCuster?

That dog was the last thing
she had from her husband.

How was I supposed to know that dog
was dumb enough to swallow hooks?

Mrs. Hazel.

I see the two of you going to the
bathroom, come out five minutes later.

She has a broken hip.

So I'm to blame
for a calcium deficiency.

I'm not asking you, Blundale.

I'm telling you.

Train him!

I'm heading home.

Your mother's cooking pie rolls.

You're welcome to come and eat.

Just be gone

by 8:00.

It's Tuesday.

I mean, I take these
pills that make me retain water,

but, well, you ever seen one
of them pregnant spiders?

Hmm?

You look nice to me!

Oh... well, thank...

I'm sorry.

Ooh, you're giving me
butterflies!

I guess ever since Randall left,
compliments are few and far between!

Randal was your husband?

Legally?

Uh, yeah, I guess.

Um, left me
two years back, so.

What? really? Why would
anybody leave you?

Guess he wanted
something new.

Because we all want
something new eventually.

That's okay.

Because I'm gonna have
something new myself soon.

That's right.

Like them titties
I was telling you about.

Or I'm a shave a little
off the schnoz.

Oh, those
actually aren't for sale.

They're, uh,
they're a set.

You know, you could...
Yeah, just, just out.

I don't know why he keeps that booth,
considering he won't let anything go.

What do you mean?
He doesn't sell anything?

If you pay attention next
time you're back there,

he's recreated one of his

childhood Christmases.

He won't get out of it.

Blundale's looking
for you.

Oh, I gotta take this, sorry.

How are you doing, Gail?

Sore, mostly.

I've been blasting
my bi's a lot.

Poundin' the plates.

That's good.

I saw your sister at Crank's Grocery
but didn't have a chance to say hi.

How's she and Vernon doing?

They're getting a divorce.

Oh, good for her!

Huh.

Don't think you're supposed to
do those in a row like that.

No, I do five at a time, so I
don't have to remember later.

You said you never
wanted to sell Mom and Dad's house.

Well, I guess I am
ready to move on.

You okay with selling?

Yeah, I mean, I can't even
step into the place.

I've just been waiting on you.

Yeah, I know.

I'll talk to an agent
and get all the paperwork done.

Okay.

- I love you.
- Love you too.

Yeah, I pretty much load up on
multivitamins as soon as I leave the gym.

I've been taking so much ginko
I feel like I can hear

what my neighbors are thinking.

Yeah.

The vitamins have pretty much
cut my body fat in half.

Well, that's something, huh?

Half. Wow.

You know who I think
is very fit?

Walt.

He must run, or do one of those,
like TV type workouts or something,

'cause he's just
slender as a piece of pie.

Yeah.

Yeah, I used to be a little like
that, when I was you know, a kid,

but I think the girls
prefer a more muscular build.

Well, nothing wrong
with being hefty.

What did you say
Blundale needed?

Nothing, man. Like it matters.

Oh, happy family!

Like all them meals
at a special for inbreeds.

Walt, can I just
see you a second here?

Good news, squirt.

Dewey Ray wants me to train you.

Train me for what?

You playing possum with me?

Talkin' about
management, friend!

Looks like somebody's finally
getting out of the kiddie pool,

gonna start swimming
in the deep end.

See that little broad
right there?

Go help her out.

Go on.

- Make me proud.
- Okay.

Hi, ma'am. Can I help you
find something?

Well, I'm looking for a statue,

about 12-16 inches high,

and it's of a man in an
old-fashioned bumblebee swimsuit

and he's running
with a pink flower.

And he has to have an orange
bathing cap on.

Okay, let me check for you.

There you go.

No, that's not it.

Walt.

She there,
batshit crazy.

Comes in here, every week, and wants
the same thing, then doesn't want it.

She's perverse, it's like
she needs friends or something.

Here's what we're gonna do.

You need people skills
for management.

Watch this.

Hey, hey! We don't
need your kind in here.

Your hair looks like you just
came through a birth canal.

And you know it.

Hmm? People skills.

That is a terrible way
to treat somebody.

Shit, if it only worked.

She'll be back next week.

So how'd it go last night?

- With what?
- Huh?

On the date, with my niece.

- Niece.
- Yeah, you did.

- Ellie?
- Yes, Ellie.

That's my brother's girl.

Was she adopted?
Were you adopted?

Hey, Delaney.

What are you doing?

Helium.

Makes things go better
when I'm depressed.

I wanna
ask out Dolores Jr.

It was like she doesn't
even know I'm alive.

Oh, come on.
Of course, she does.

I don't know, man.

Have you not seen
how she looks at you?

Yeah, of course, she, like,
totally wants it.

Yeah.

See? I've thought so. Sometimes,
she'd give me that fast eye, Walt.

I know, and that's because
you're a hell of a guy, Delaney.

She'd be lucky to have you.

- Go ask her out.
- Okay.

Hey, Walt.

Thanks, buddy.

Hello, how are
everybody tonight?

- Good.
- Huh? Good?

Young couple always late. Huh?

Man take too long
to do his hair.

Yup.

You like egg?

Egg.

That seems
a little inappropriate.

Hey, string bean,
show's over here.

I'm killing myself for you here.

What you want white guy?

I guarantee you,
white guys suck.

Ooh.

Oh, man, look at you.

Just a few days in town, and
you're already making friends.

Yeah. Yeah.

So what are you
doing here anyway?

Um, I cam to learn about my dad.

You don't know your dad?

No, I did know him.

Um, he died. A while back.

And, I guess after he died,
I realized I didn't really know him

as well as I thought
I did, you know?

So you guys weren't very close?

No, no, we were,
actually. Uh...

Never felt closer to anyone.

But we-we didn't
really talk though.

I mean, we could say,
"I love you" to each other,

but looking back on it,
I think that maybe

just saying "I love you" all the
time was a way for us to avoid

ever getting
deeper than that.

Does that make any sense?

I think so.

I don't know,
maybe I didn't know him.

The last few months of his life,
we didn't talk at all, actually.

Why not?

Well, after my mom died,
uh, he started to drink

and I told him that I was done
unless he got help.

And he never did?

Called me,
the day before he died.

Wanted to meet me.

What for?

I don't know.
He died on the way.

Well, you know, it's
the same with you though.

I could imagine losing Sarah.

Yeah, well, it's...

You don't talk
about it much, do you?

I don't talk about him
because he's gone,

and there's nothing
to talk about.

How he died,
the way that he died...

Yeah, I barely know the
details about how it happened.

But what good does it
do for me to know that?

Life's too short
for unpleasant things.

Oh, here comes
the old onion volcano.

Do you think that's healthy?

Well, not if there's flames
shooting out of it. No.

I mean your brother...

I know!

Oh! Oh, uh...

Who, hey! You don't pay?

Hey, hey! I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

Listen, I am so so sorry.

I didn't mean to
make you uncomfortable.

- You don't have to talk about it.
- No, it's fine. I...

I should not have asked
about your dad, and I did,

And I just... Oh, God!

Hey, I can...

I can take you home,
if you wanna go home.

No. no, no, no.

No, we, um...

Let's go out.

Now, there's um, there's
this place that I go,

and I just...
I think, by myself,

and I really don't
take anyone there, but...

I'd like to take you there.

Okay. Okay.

Whoo, Pixi!

Hmm?

- Yeah, I don't think this is...
- Get up there.

No.

If you get up there
and dance with Miss Pixi,

I'll kiss you tonight.

That way, you don't have to
worry about me projecting you.

Yeah, I...

Okay.

Okay.

There he goes.

That's nice.
What does that mean?

Oh, I got it to mean "freedom,"
but it just means "free."

The Chinese don't even have
a word for freedom.

Isn't that sad?

Oh, uh...

Oh, hey, I can't
give you all that.

- You just did.
- Oh, no, no, no.

I will tip you, I just can't
give you the whole thing.

Do I look like
a vending machine?

Yeah, it's just...

That $100's
all the money I have.

I can earn it.

No, no, no,
I don't want you to earn it.

I-I just need smaller bills.

I'm not worth $100 to you?

No, no, of course you are!

You make me sick.

Way to go, A-hole!

So...

So, I would say

that we should
get some ice cream,

but apparently, you spent
all your money on hookers.

Uh, her name was Pixi.

Okay?

And she earned it.

Okay.

Uh...

I...

I really do need to talk to you
about something.

Uh, I need to talk to you
about something, too.

Uh...

I know that we haven't
kissed or anything yet, but...

I'm pregnant.

It's a boy.

He's due next week.

I was thinking
about naming him...

Okay, come here.

- Okay.
- Okay.

You're crazy.

Okay.

Come here.

Goodness, sir.

My dad showed me this once.

The electricity in the air.

Wait, wait.

Sorry.

Hey!

You want a piece of this?

I'll show you.

You don't want
a piece of this today!

Do you think I
should've gone with the titties?

No, no.

Oh, you do, don't you?

No, no, no, I think the nose was
definitely the right decision.

Yea? okay, 'cause,

well, the doctor did it for half
the price of a normal nose job

on account that
hr only took half off.

So, now, I could still afford
to get the one titty bigger

so they'll at least match.

I don't know.

I have had
about enough of this shit!

How was your night with Ellie?
Did y'all have a good time?

Yeah.

I heard what you did to Pixi.

Pervert.

That girl's a saint.

I mean, except for the part where
she takes her clothes off for money.

Oh, that Pixi?
Pixi at Crazy Girls?

I love her show! Oh!

Randall and I
used to go all the time.

Well, he used to go a lot,
without me, mostly.

Kind of the beginning
of the end, I guess.

But I went once.

Ellie put me up to it.
It was more of a dare

- than anything...
- Oh, so she's a dare to you now?

No, she is not a dare to me.

Come on, you... It's not what
I meant, and you know it.

Oh!

Damn it!

Just proves to me that you're
unfit to be her boyfriend.

Or to work at this place.

Idiot.

Oh, my goodness.

- Dewey, you sold your Mustang.
- Yup.

All right,
you know what, Blundale?

Hey, Dewey Ray.

I think I do want that
management position after all.

Sure, whoa cares?
Y'all will die anyway.

Jimmy Lee, need to see you
in my office.

I need to go get Daddy.

Jimmy Lee.

I can't do this anymore.

Well, that's what I keep
telling you, Dewey.

You have to stand up to her.

It's your booth.

I can't allow you
to stay here.

What do you mean?

You're a good man, Jimmy Lee.

It's killing me to do it.

Wh...

Maxine doesn't
cause any trouble,

and I'm just gone for an hour,

so whenever I have to
go get Daddy...

It's not that.

You haven't paid rent for
that space in three years.

Well, in this economy,

I don't really see how
anybody could be expected

to... pay rent.

Jimmy, I mention this to you
every six months.

You won't let anything go.

Please don't do this, Dewey.

You know how Vic is.

She wants me to retire,

do this cross-country
thing with her.

And we can't do that

unless all booths are working.

And I'm sorry, Jimmy Lee.

I'm sorry too.

You know...

I wish that Bo...

This is a nasty nasty thing
to say to you,

but I wish that bobcat
would have gotten you instead.

Jimmy!

Hey, Dolores Jr.

Oh.

Hey, sweet lump of man.

How are you?

I was wondering
if you'd like to go out

to get something
to eat one night.

Uh.

Or, if you don't,
it's... Whatever.

Well, Uh...

Let me heal my nose first,

but then, yes, I think
I would like that very much.

Oh, no, I don't wanna wait.

I think your new nose
looks great.

Well,

if you insist.

Oh, and it could be
a date, too, I guess. Right?

Well, then, it should,
it should be very fancy

because I'm very swanky.

Swanky!

Oh, swanky!

I should...

Is that a fireplace? Oh, then
let's have champagne by it.

Oh. Oh, good.

'Cause I was gonna pick
you up in my uncle's limo

and we can eat stuff
on those little crostinis

and we were gonna go up in a
hot-air balloon to watch the sunset.

I was just joking, hon.

No! no, no, no.

You don't have to do anything
special for me.

- Seriously?
- Yeah, of course.

Okay then.

Ellie thinks
I'm a nice guy.

Right? like, I'm not gonna
stick up for myself.

That's what Blundale thinks,
isn't it? That's what he thinks.

I don't care what he wants.

I don't care about his feelings.

What's wrong now?

Well, I don't know
if you know this about me, Walt,

but I have kind of
low self-esteem,

and I overcompensate
for my shortcomings

by lying to make myself
seem better, or smarter,

or more desirable to others.

At least, that's
what my aunt says.

She's into self-help
and Sudoku and all that.

Is this about
Dolores Jr.?

Yup.

Delaney, you
don't need to lie.

She likes you.

Yeah, I know that now.

I promised her all this stuff
and I got away with it,

'cause she said she didn't want
too big to do,

but that made me realize that

this girl deserves honesty.

She deserves an honest man.

But I get into these
situations and I seize up.

And the untruths
just start coming out...

Hey, Dolores Jr.!

Oh, there you are.

Listen, Delaney,
I've been thinking.

All my life, I've tried
not to be a bother to anybody,

and it turns out, I got my wish.

So, if you wanna go in a limo

or a hot-air balloon,
that's just great by me.

Well, okay.

But you can't, because

you already
canceled those things.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, okay. Well, that's...

Oh, but I could
get them back, no problem.

Probably with puppies,

and roses and fireworks
and stuff, too.

Have a seat.

Okay.

Look, I owe you an apology.

I realized the anger I had
is not about you.

It's about Dewey Ray
and my mother.

What I wanna do,

figure out a way
to make it up to you.

Your dad used to wear
those boots in here

shined up real nice everyday.

I wanna do that for you,
if you'll let me.

- No. No, no, no.
- Come on! Truce.

Please.

Okay.

There you go, sport. That's it.

- Now?
- Yeah, now.

All right.

Perfect.

I'll be right back.

Give me a few minutes. Le
me go get my shoeshine kit.

Oof.

Blundale?

He must really not like you.

Hey, Delaney, how about
you give me your keys?

I'll lock up
for you tonight. Hmm?

Mm, okay.

Thanks, Walt.

Wow!

Now, is that a slaughtered
M. Jeff Thompson,

the most irascible of all
Confederate soldiers?

What in the world
happened here?

You know exactly what happened,
you son of a bitch.

Well, looks to me like someone historically
corrected all your Civil War battles.

- Good for them!
- You killed them!

You murdered hundreds
of Confederate soldiers.

Uh, okay, uh,
first of all, they're toys,

and secondly, I didn't
kill them, the Union did.

They're my battles!

You're rewriting history!

The South won all these!

That is Gettysburg!
Get-tys-burg!

One of the biggest battles
in the Civil War.

My wars can end
any way I want them to.

You weren't invited to play!

Oh, you gonna...

You gonna take your ball
and go home?

No! Because
this is my place!

Okay, now we are getting to
what this is all really about.

Yeah, that's right.
I'm screwing this cat,

you're holding its ears.

I've been here 20 years,
you've been here two weeks!

And you don't like that
very much, do you?

Runny Blundale?

- What'd you call me?
- Oh, yeah, that's right.

Dewey Ray told me.

Shit your pants at
8th grade basketball camp,

and you've been known
as Runny ever since.

Get out of my mall.

Hey, is that... Is
that Runny Blundale?

The guy who shit his pants
at 8th grade basketball camp?

Sure is, you could tell
by the shit in his pants.

Your daddy was the first
person to ever call me that.

Is that so? That actually
makes a whole lot of sense.

You ain't no better
than he was.

Drunk, crashing into
her brother.

What?

Oh, yeah. Highway 35
is a pretty dangerous place.

You know what? If you want the
job that bad, you can have it.

I quit.

Limo should be
here soon.

It might have
had car trouble.

Limos have a lot of carburetor
trouble, on account of their...

You know, so long.

Oh, is that right?

Yeah.

I'm gonna be
pretty upset

if he's not here on account
of carburetor trouble,

seeing as how he had all the roses
and puppy and all that stuff.

I like puppies.

I feed four
in my neighborhood.

We could take
my car, so,

you know, we don't miss
the hot air balloon ride

- before it gets too late.
- Yeah.

Yeah, he, uh...

He called. We may not be able to
go up, because it's too cloudy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
where are you going?

Uh, we all like you
here, Delaney.

I like you.

I was just looking
for a...

nice dinner with you,
and your sweet company,

instead, I got lies.

And if I wanted lies, I would
have called my ex-husband.

Oh, excuse me,

could you tell me where I might
find a chicken broth, please?

Uh, I don't think
we have that.

Well, I could substitute
vegetable broth.

Nope, don't have
that, either.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

We actually have both
those items, Walter.

Sorry ma'am, they're both on aisle
three, both on the right side.

- Thank you.
- Mmm-hmm.

Ho, there, cowboy.

If you ever don't know
where something is,

just ask
one of us, okay?

Walt.

Come on, Walt. Can you turn
that frown upside down?

Big sales day today.

Need your head
in the game, buddy.

Just put a big, dumb
smile on everything.

Is that right,
Uncle Henry?

Excuse me?

Let's not deal with
the reality of anything.

Well, I didn't know that Grumpy
McGrumperson was on the payrolls.

I thought it was
my nephew Walt.

He was an alcoholic,
Henry.

My dad was an alcoholic.

How about we all say
that together, can we?

Chicken broth lady,
my dad was an alcoholic.

My dad caused the accident,
and you all know it.

It was a no-fault
accident, Walt,

it said so right there
in the police report.

Oh, is that right?

How about you all paper the wall in
your house with that police report, huh?

Maybe help you
sleep at night.

So, catch me up since our last session.
What's new?

Let's see, I had a nervous
breakdown in a grocery store,

while wearing
a polka dot bow tie,

I yelled at my family,

and I think I might have
ruined a relationship

with the most amazing
person I have ever met.

Oh, oh, and I work
with the Devil.

So what do you got for me?
Is there a pill for that?

I'm gonna be honest,
Walter.

I sense some hostility
toward me.

Oh, no, no,
it's not just towards you.

I'm equal opportunity,
I'm pissed at everybody.

And why do you think
that is?

Why am I mad?

Uh-huh.

Are you even
writing anything?

I've had a really bad week.

And my therapist says that I
still need to draw happy things

on days like this.

Okay, uh, I gotta be honest,

I'm a little confused at
what's going on right here.

Well, life can be very
confusing, Walter.

No, I'm talking about
in this room, right now.

Oh, you know, the burden
of consciousness.

It's like...

Can this really
be happening to me?

I mean, everyone talked about it...

...because, let's be
honest, our brain...

Okay, okay, okay.

I'm sitting here telling you that I
think I might have just lost a girl

that I'm falling in love with,

and you are drawing
puppy dogs with sad eyes.

And there it is.

There what is?

Textbook displacement,
Walter.

You see, your frustration

is not about me.

It's about things not
going well with Ellie.

Yes. I just said that.

My father!

- My father!
- And that'll do it.

My father!

Holy mackerel.
Would you look at this?

What, are you turning
this into a museum?

- How you doing, Walt?
- Nah, I'm fine.

What in the world
happened to these?

Oh, I ruined 'em.
It was... It was stupid.

I haven't worn 'em
since college, anyway.

Wait, those are yours?

Well, sure. Whose did
you think they were?

Um...

I'm really sorry about earlier.
I don't...

No, don't apologize.

I am not as naive
as you think I am, Walt.

Your dad did have
a problem.

But he was getting help.

I knew that much.

You have to forgive me.

Your dad was
90 days sober.

And he was on his way
to give that to you.

I guess I felt that
if I gave it to you,

then I'd acknowledging that
he really did have a problem.

I wasn't ready for that.

It really
wasn't his fault, kiddo.

Hey.

Hey, man.

- You okay?
- Me, I'm great.

Did you talk to Dolores?

Nah. You know what?
I didn't.

It's better this way.

And her nose has been
bleeding a lot, too.

So that's kinda gross.

What are you doing here?

Just got my last check.

- Hey, Delaney.
- Yeah?

Talk to Dolores, man.

Hey, Walt.

You seen Ellie?

Talk to her, man.

You've reached Ellie's
voicemail, leave a message.

Freakin' ass...

Gas belching piece of
Detroit city bullshit.

Every day,
it's something else.

New roaders yesterday.

Gas line day before.
And it's not the money.

No, that's not
what I'm afraid of.

What I'm afraid of is,
side of road, broke down,

somewhere like
Gallup, New Mexico,

sun beatin' down
on my black ass,

or Drake, North Dakota,

breaking my frozen knuckles
on a socket wrench.

And from the inside
of the RV,

I hear Vicky's
little squeal,

nails on a
chalkboard voice,

squeaky screaming,

"Dewey! Dewey!

"What is it
this time, Dewey?

"And can you get
my water pills, Dewey?"

I'm a man.

Watch this.

Vicky, I'm a man,
I'm keeping my job.

Jimmy Lee, you can
keep your booth.

You can pay me or not, I don't
care anymore, and I make the rules.

Thank you.

- Thank you, Dewey.
- Mmm-hmm.

From the bottom
of my heart.

- Hmm. Yeah, you're my man.
- Thank you.

Blundale,

you are a terrible stepson

and an even worse
human being.

And before you say anything
and do anything,

you need to sit and think

why so many people
don't like you.

You're fired.

You gonna fire me?
I quit.

Well, either way,
you gone.

Walt, I knew your daddy.

Five, six years.

How long did
you know him?

My whole life.

And who was he?

You came here to find out
more about your dad, right?

Who he was to all of us.

Who was he to you?

He was

great to me.

Okay, now.

Are you going to live his life,
or are you gonna live your own?

You gonna be
all right, boy.

You're gonna be
all right.

I know you're mad at me, but
just let me say a few things.

I lied a lot,
and I shouldn't have.

I wanted to impress you,
and I got nervous.

And when that happens
to me, sometimes...

Delaney, be quiet.
Listen.

Now I don't care

if you drive a sports car
or a scooter.

What impresses me the most
is someone I can trust.

I've realized something
about myself.

I'm getting my nose
fixed back.

I don't know if it's possible,
but I'm looking into it.

And I'm not getting
my lopsided titties fixed.

I like myself.

You should, too.

Good.

Now, say you're sorry.

I am sorry.

Good. I'll pick you up
at 7:00.

How's my favorite niece?

Hey.

You need to know
something about Walt.

I'm really not in the mood.

Okay? I already know
how you feel about him.

I can't stand him.

And for once,
it's not about that.

Walt's dad
wasn't drunk, Ellie.

It was a wet night.

The wreck was
no one's fault.

I shouldn't have said
what I did.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I have to tell you something
about the accident.

- Blundale told me...
- No.

I already know.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't know.

I've never been here.

I took every road possible
to avoid being here.

Honest to God,
how do you...

How do you let yourself
feel these things

and not let it
tear you apart?

Hey, I genuinely
have no idea.

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