96 baris pertama.
You hear about that clusterfuck up on North Pine?
Dutch Stevens' kid.
How the fuck do you flip a two-ton snow plow?
With stupidity.
The apple don't fall far from the gutter.
Well, that's kind of you.
On the house.
Thank you.
Hey, Rose.
You want a refill?
You can top me off anytime.
I like the new do.
Très chic.
Harmony Cobel.
Well, flip my toboggan.
You want coffee?
No.
Tables are for paying customers.
Fine. Then buy me a coffee.
The town is older than I remember.
Frailer.
Yeah, well, with the market readjustment from a few years ago
and the fluctuating interest rates,
there was a retrenchment from some of the core infrastructure investments.
I need a favor.
But not here.
Meet me at the factory.
- Hey, Dot. Close up for me. - Sure.
You know how fucked it is to ask me to come here?
I need you to drive me to Sissy's.
Oh.
No, thanks.
If they're watching the house, they'll recognize my car.
How much trouble are you in?
Enough.
You know she still lives by the nine?
I assumed.
Then you know she's a fucking pariah here.
You can stay in the truck.
I need to get something.
Why would I help you with anything?
We were once chums.
Old colleagues lift each other up.
Colleagues?
Child fucking labor.
Kier and Imogene met at the Ether Mill,
you know that?
Was she hacking up a lung at the time?
I can smell it on your breath.
Pathetic.
Fuck you.
You can help me or not.
But I'll not be the punching dummy for your resentments.
Coast is clear.
You're higher than a bearded vulture.
Tell her to drop dead for me.
You are not welcome here.
This is trespass.
I have a mind to call the authorities.
I do not want that huff peddler on my property.
You gave him his thirst for it.
- You've a liar's mouth. - Oh.
Do you want to come down here and tell me what this is all about?
What have you done with my things?
Sold. To the poor.
They weren't yours to sell.
I sit in this house.
You do not.
Has anyone been here?
No one comes here.
Or telephoned?
A Mr. Drummond.
And what did he want?
What have you done, little mouse?
Harmony!
I want the key to Mother's room.
That room stays shut until all who remember her sit with Kier.
You know this.
Give me the key.
Why do you bring nothing but woe into my life?
No, it is you who cursed this house with woe.
I will not have this quarrel.
What were her last words?
Child, do not test me.
What were they?
She said nothing after you pulled the tube from her gullet.
There was gratitude in her eyes to be freed from her suffering.
If only she had been a believer.
Perhaps she would have found solace in the nine.
You didn't have to listen to her wheezing as I did, day after day.
I would have cared for her myself, had I not been at school.
Where you belonged.
I didn't even get to say goodbye.
Your studies were more important.
Mr. Eagan saw Kier in you.
He really did.
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