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What did you do? What did you do?
What?
No.
Oh, sure indeed.
What is sure indeed?
So, how's my baby?
Stronger every day.
How's mine?
A little weaker by years of abuse.
Do you think we're in the wrong place again?
Um, yeah, she's here.
I have a bad feeling about this, son.
What?
I have a bad feeling about this, son.
I have a bad feeling about this, son.
Yes?
Jackson! Is that really you?
For the weekend?
I love you.
I love you too.
Netta.
What did you invite him over here for?
Please, Neil.
He'll only be here for 36 hours.
Then he leaves for his computer seminar.
It was a short visit from an old friend he's gonna hurt anyway.
It's not any ordinary friend, Hetta, and you know it.
Please, Neil.
After all these years, you're still going on.
Why don't you just bury it once and for all?
Some wounds never heal, Hannah. Especially when you allow them to
fester.
Just not let anything come between us again.
I'm trying.
How are you?
I thought this was a celebration.
Can I join you, Jackson, Connor?
No, thanks.
Never touch this stuff.
Smoke this.
Not this time, thanks.
So, Jackson, what brings you around these parts?
I'm here for a seminar.
Advanced Artificial Intelligence.
Oh.
You won't find a lot of that around here, I'm afraid.
I leave for Belgium on Sunday, 7.35 p.m.
My baby.
My blood.
My wife.
There you go.
Bring me some coffee.
I'm working on the cradle for the baby.
Baby? I didn't know you were having one.
Yeah.
Six more months.
Congratulations. That's great, Neil.
Yeah.
I'm very happy.
What's that supposed to mean?
I thought she was unable to... Look what you've done.
You crippled it.
Not here.
Not now.
Why do you stay here, trapped in the woods like this?
It's peaceful.
It's good to live away.
Away?
Hm? What?
Where do you find your escape from?
You did so well at the conservatory, why don't you give it all up for this?
I don't give it all up.
I simply left it behind.
The past is over.
Only memories linger.
But often that's enough.
Sometimes that's too much.
Back to nature, huh?
Why don't you join us?
Sure, yeah.
Three's a crowd.
Neil, what happened?
Got locked in the attic.
Funny, it was open when I left. Yeah, it must be the wind there, huh?
Neil, why don't we go in the house and bandage it before it becomes infected?
Don't start with me, Neil.
You're the one invading foreign territory.
Neil, if you remember correctly, I was invited here.
Please stop. You don't have to start asking. Petta, keep out of this. It's
between him and me.
It's between you and yourself, Neil. I'm not part of your little charade. Don't
talk down to me, private Jackson Carter.
I'm not a private, and I'm not in the army, Neil. You're not going to be
around here much longer either, motherfucker.
Stop this.
Petta, shut up. Get in the house. Don't talk to her. I don't talk to my own
wife, you idiot.
What's up with this?
Fuck you.
I will.
Dance with mom.
Time without end.
Man moves in mysterious ways.
Blind to God's fire.
Must seek out leader of the foundation for the advancement of your legal
knowledge.
Whereabouts unknown.
Sinister purpose possible.
Enemy must be intercepted before more data is available.
You all right?
Of course I am. Why do you ask?
I'm so pale.
I'm exhausted, that's all.
Look, if I'm making this any harder for you, I'm sorry.
I was a lot happier when he wasn't here.
Please, not this again.
No, I'm not starting. I just don't want anything to happen to you.
Well, then don't let it, okay?
Don't worry.
I won't.
Look there.
There's another reason.
It's killing me.
What do you want?
Your cure.
The woman.
You had her three times already.
You couldn't get more than that.
I need this woman.
It's the only thing that works.
You've got sickness, and you know it.
But if you don't want your people to know it too, then you better pay more.
Sure.
but look at the shape you're in i need this woman
I don't care.
He doesn't care.
He's beyond caring.
So what is this territory I'm defending?
Why can't I just ask him man to man?
Why can't I just go up to him and just say, hey man, look, please.
Maybe she's just using this as an excuse not to bleed.
She's terrified of her own blood.
And the blood of my blood.
The flesh of my flesh.
Fear dwells in the hearts of men.
The burden of my mothers is to escape to a place which
does not exist without reason, without conscience.
What am I doing?
I don't want to tangle with her husband.
Yet I see this as being unavoidable.
I see now that I use my work to avoid myself.
I confront everything else to avoid confronting myself.
mean nothing.
Past lives lie to suit themselves.
Their jealousy is fueled by the pleasures of others, which they cannot
bear to tolerate.
Refuse to be baited by man-made traps.
Make peace with the space of time which within one waits.
Stop it!
Where is it, Neil?
Where's what?
He knows what I'm talking about. No, as a matter of fact, I don't know what the
fuck you're talking about. My tape, Neil.
My tape that was in my machine. Where is it? I'm just being paranoid now.
Neil, a lot of work went into those tapes. You're breaking my heart.
Maybe you just misplaced it. That's impossible.
I looked everywhere.
You look up your ass?
Both of you, just please be reasonable.
I'm supposed to be reasonable. I'm a maniac. Don't put me in private!
Okay.
You fucking cop!
Come on!
Get your little ass over here!
You fucking
ass!
Stop it, baby.
Stop it, baby.
Rot in hell!
How was it that I returned to a place I couldn't be?
In a night of space, a flash made full, hung between the tortured
posts of limitation and desire, stuck to dust,
a warden of my own reflection.
The history of luminous motion is that progress men and women make into the
world alone.
What tortured remains laying wait, ready to spin the pot the next innocent
prayer.
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