முதல் 200 வரிகள்.
Hey Dad...
not much to report.
Francis found some old bullet shells in the junkyard last week.
But, I couldn't tell how old or what kinda gun or anything.
I wish you were here...
you'd know for sure.
The news said we were scaling back troops.
Do you think you'll be able to come home for good soon?
Last time it felt like you were barely here.
Or next time you're back at base I could visit you?
Maybe?
I'd probably fit in better there.
Anyway, I guess that's it.
I'll try to do something exciting this week
so I can tell you about it in my next letter.
I miss you a lot, Dad...
but, you already know that.
Sadie.
Get off!
Come on!
Francis?
What? - Did you just get a boner?
It's okay if your did.
I mean, it's nature. - Sadie!!!
I'm just saying it's fine, don't be embarrassed.
Easy for you to say.
Fine.
Be embarrassed about your boner.
You get a job yet? - No, Grandpa.
Who's that?
That's...
what'd you say your name was?
Cyrus.
That's Cyrus.
What's his deal?
His deal?
What the hell is that?
His deal. Like, what's his story, why's he here?
What's your deal?
She tells me that's some kind of way to ask why you're here.
Fuck if I know.
Sorry.
What?
You can say "fuck" if you want to.
Oh yeah?
I don't care.
Well, okay then, good to know.
What's your dog's name?
That lump of fur is Benny.
Like Benjamin?
Well, we never really had that formal of a relationship...
so we just kinda went with Benny.
She hasn't corrected me yet.
I'm Deak.
This is Sadie.
So, are you from here? - Nope.
What brought you? - Job.
Used to be a pilot. - Cool.
Used to be?
What do you do now?
Mechanic.
Anyway, I'm sure we'll be seeing each other.
Good to know you Deak, Sadie.
And you too. - Francis.
You too, Francis.
He's awesome.
Just because he was a pilot doesn't make him awesome.
Yes it does.
Think you're entitled to become an old coot
at the ripe age of thirteen?
What's a coot?
I'm a coot.
Hey Sadie!
How's it going?
She's not home yet. - Oh yeah, I know.
She's held up at the hospital, I told her I'd wait for her.
So you wanna come in or something?
Oh, that'd be great. If that's all right.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Hey, so did you like any of those...
any of those clothes from that box that I brought?
Some of them.
Yeah, I guess it's not really your style.
I'm not really into pink.
My daughter loved pink at your age.
Is that from your dad?
How's he, how's he doing, anyways?
Well, I guess he's doing okay...
considering you're over here trying to sleep with his wife...
while he's defending our country.
Sadie, I'm not...
I mean, me and your mom are...
Only because she won't let you.
How's it going? - Hi, good.
Actually, would you...
help me with the rest of the bags? - Yeah.
How long has he been here?
Few minutes.
Sorry babe, we're just going to a movie.
Oh, looks like you got the staples.
Yes. - Bread, milk and ba-na-nas.
Come on, Francis.
Can you turn up the heat?
Francis, I'm sorry, it's broken.
I saw the letter from your dad.
You know, I thought he'd be coming home this time too.
You don't have to act like you're sad.
I know you don't care.
I care, Sadie.
Whatever.
You know what, I'm not asking him to stay over there.
He's deciding to do that.
Maybe we both need to think about that.
I shouldn't have said that.
I'm sorry.
Okay, I'm sorry!
Sadie?
Bye, Mrs. Steves!
These reports show a dismal lack
of information retention.
We'll be working on this over the next few weeks...
as I highlight methods for your...
future reports.
It's like no one's even paying attention.
They just decide who you are...
and then just give you that one grade forever...
so they don't even have to act like they care.
I don't even get why they're teachers in the first place.
Well, Sadie, when you figure out people...
you be sure to let me know.
How do you get the eyes to look so good?
What else do I have to do all day?
Is that supposed to be our neighbor?
No.
It's just a person.
No such thing as just a person.
Everybody's got details.
You gotta know 'em to carve 'em.
Honestly, Sadie. I don't know what you find to talk about...
with an old guy like him. - Don't you think you're a bit...
long in the tooth for that kind of get up?
Do I have to remind you...
that my tips pay for your room and board?
They're pity tips! - Oh, whatever.
Does he harass you too?
No, not too bad.
I'm Carla.
I'm Cyrus. - Cyrus, nice to meet you.
You too. - I work at this bar, Chen's, up the road.
You should stop by sometime and I'll buy you a shot.
I have to take you up on that. - All right.
You can stop sucking it in.
I love you too, dad.
I'd keep it simpler.
Frogs, squirrels and whatnot.
Men are tough.
I'd give it a little more time before starting on them.
Hey, I'm going out tonight, babe.
With Bradley?
No.
Not with Bradley.
Just keeping Carla company.
Are you gonna be okay?
Hey, about what I said this morning.
I don't want you thinking that your dad doesn't miss you.
I know that... he thinks about you all the time.
Okay.
I can't hear again that he's gonna stay over there.
I'm just... it's driving me crazy.
It's making me crazy at this point.
Okay, let me stop you right there.
I don't think you owe that man another day.
Much less another year, okay?
You put your whole life on hold.
And I know for damn sure he ain't saving his self...
this whole time!
Look, I know you don't like to hear that, Rae...
but come on, face facts.
Maybe it's time...
for you to give it up to Bradley.
See, this is the problem, right here.
I don't understand why you're leading him on...
if this is how you feel about him.
I'm still married, Carla.
Girl, I've been hearing you say that for four years.
I mean, come on.
Chen's.
Hey, Jake.
Oh, come on, seriously?
No, no, it's fine. But you should know you're...
probably about the most unreliable asshole I've ever dated.
And that's a pretty serious lineup of dudes...
we're talking about here.
Come on, like, this is like the second time...
already that you've...
You know what, it's fine. You just stay at work.
I'll talk to you later. Bye, bye.
So, you decided to show up, huh?
Are you here for that shot I promised you?
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