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Dear Red Shoes, sometimes you gamble and lose, and sometimes your worst
nightmare can end up being your salvation.
At least that's the way it turned out for me.
Have you ever wanted to let go?
I mean, really let go.
And just escape what you had become?
I did.
I was trapped in a world that I had helped create, and I know... longer
understood i was a prisoner
it's funny though are we ever really free we're just
simply pawns in the game of control well i was desperate for the answer but
i didn't know how far i'd have to go i wanted to push beyond the beyond
I was at the edge of an abyss, and I decided to take the plunge.
Looks like you're okay.
I found you this morning in the surf.
Do you speak English?
You don't have a boat or a radio?
Nothing.
I'm afraid you're stuck here with me.
Until someone happens by.
Look at you.
Looks like you're okay.
Remember what happened?
Well, I was on a yacht, and I flipped over the side.
And from there, I just laid on my back and drifted away.
Has anybody ever taken complete control of you?
If he asked me to, I would crawl across a
dirt floor for him.
Yeah, I was out of control.
You ever been taken over like that?
Just let me be in control.
So what do we do if no one ever comes to take me away?
Sooner or later, someone will come.
Someone always comes.
And you never attempted to go with them?
No, never.
When I found this place, I chopped up some of the boat that brought me here.
I used it for firewood.
It takes a hell of a lot of balls.
It takes a lot of balls to lay back in the ocean at night and drift away with
home.
What happens if you get sick?
I was sick when I came here. I'd become someone I hated.
Maybe I conjured you up.
Maybe we're both dead.
Who the hell knows?
broke your heart and you ran away.
You know, when I was a kid, I used to divide men up into Two different
categories.
There were the men I scared to death.
And then there were the men who treated me like shit.
It's all about control.
It sometimes just gets so goddamn tired of being yourself.
I mean, it is nice having someone tell you what to do.
See, the game takes a while to play at. The whole thing, it doesn't happen all
at once. You start with a little challenge.
Like he'll be making love to you.
On a bet.
Look at that guy up there on the 11th floor. He's looking at you. He wants
Hey.
Look up and you don't see him.
A month goes by, another show like that happens. Then one night, you invite a
friend over for dinner, some guy from out of town.
Sounds pretty good looking.
And then you get it.
All things about control.
You tough guys and your games are controlling.
So what's your game, tough guy?
Tough guys don't chop up those for firewood.
I'm a tough guy.
I want you to give me a kiss.
So tell me more about the man you left.
In the beginning, when we made love, he used to... slap my ass real hard.
He called it his end slap.
He said it was supposed to stop time.
Supposed to get me out of my head.
To concentrate all my feelings into one point.
He'd whisper, you belong to me.
He could just say it and sometimes I would come.
You belong to me.
You belong to me.
Say it again.
Sorry, I can't.
Can't or won't?
Won't.
So both come.
And you're ready to leave.
Signal them by lighting a fire.
Do you want me to leave?
No.
But I know sooner or later you'll want to.
You killed someone.
Didn't... Do I look like a murderer to you?
I didn't call you a murderer.
I said you killed someone.
Maybe a car accident?
She died in a car accident.
Didn't she?
Yeah.
Did you blame yourself?
I can feel it.
I didn't come here to hide.
I came here to heal.
Tell me about her.
Too painful.
The pain won't go away if I keep it inside.
For the name of an actor in a fucking movie.
She was right.
Got it mixed up.
Driving too fast.
Rain.
You never make things seem so important.
Until you lose someone you really love.
She was a very lucky woman.
He's come for me.
Can we ever truly live with abandon?
I pushed myself.
And I found a place in me that I had never known.
For the first time in my life, I feel like I have it all.
Get my drift?
Seriously, Red Shoes, sometimes that's the only way out.
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