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(Girl): Swords and staves.

Tough road you got this year.

Judgement... Death...

..and Mr. Devil.

I'm glad it's your birthday reading and not mine.

Now here's your card, Fool. See?

- That's where I got your nickname. - (Boy): Don't remind me!

(Girl): Here you go. 13 today.

The golden-haired birthday boy is settin' off

on life's big adventure.

(Boy): I ain't no golden-haired nobody!

All I'm goin' on to is seventh grade.

(Girl): Well, you're the Fool and you can't escape that.

- That ain't bad. - No?

(Girl): No. Ain't the stupid kind of fool.

Only the ignorant kind, 'cause you're just startin' out.

(Boy): That's better, I guess.

(Girl): Ah, but look here. Already he's got a problem, see?

One step in front: The drop-off.

(Boy): What about the dog? That's Fool's companion.

(Girl): See his spirit barking?

''Fool! Don't go marching over that cliff, now.''

''Do the smart thing. The high thing.''

(Boy): So what Fool gonna do if he ain't gonna go off the cliff?

Fly?

(Girl): He gonna do what he have to, Fool.

Turn around and walk the other way,

right through the fire of the sun.

(Boy): He'll get burned up if he do that.

(Girl): Just the boy part get burned up.

The rest come out the other side a man.

And no one calls him ''Fool'' again.

(woman coughing)

(Girl): Just try to sleep, Mama. There's nothing you can do.

- Shh. - (coughing)

Shh.

Just rest, Mom.

Oh. (coughs)

(Woman): I don't know what to do with this, Ruby.

I didn't think the landlord would do this.

Not now.