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How we doin' in here, then?
Do you mind if I join?
Just gonna walk into this very nice--
God, bloody hell,
it's an unbelievable bedroom, isn't it?
(exhaling)
I think I'll just sit on the bed
next to my mate.
Long day, huh?
I just poked me head through to the little torture room downstairs.
Met her man hangin' from the ceilin'.
He's still alive,
which is nice. It's fair.
It's very restrained-- Christ Almighty.
Sheets are silky bastards, huh?
I think a couple a hundred foreskins gone into makin' those, easily.
(chuckling)
Do you know I was rich once?
Yeah, bloody years ago.
I really quite enjoyed it, actually.
You know what happened to you, right?
You two had a fallin' out. She was down.
She fell in with the first two poor lonely blokes she met.
And that was it.
But she doesn't love 'em and she never did,
because she loves you, you stupid idiot.
If there's one thing I know...
trust me, it's that.
Can I ask you a question, Cassidy?
Of course you can, that's why I come...
to dispense my considerable wisdoms.
After lyin' to me all this time,
probably since Texas,
probably since she came back downstairs at the casino...
after all that lyin'...
why in the world would I ever trust you?
I wanted to tell you, Mac, really I did.
I-I hate keeping secrets from my friends, all right?
But, you keep 'em all the same, don't ya?
I don't. I don't.
Lie to my face.
Sneak behind my back.
Now you're here to be a hero.
To be a friend, and talk me outta doin' this.
Not to make excuses here, man, but you know what?
This whole thing,
it's put me between a rock and a hard place, all right?
You didn't answer my question.
Well, then maybe you should remind me, huh?
I asked you, "Why should I trust you?"
Why should I trust a lying, junkie vampire
who thinks everything's a joke?
Why in the world would anyone trust you?
Yeah, you're right.
I-I am. I'm a right bastard.
I try to tell people all the time,
but sometimes I just don't think they believe me.
But you're right.
I'm a greedy, selfish,
destructive, you name it-- jealous.
Yeah.
Maybe that's the difference, though,
between me and you.
'Cause you see, me, if I was in your situation...
If some moppet had their hands on my girl...
and I'm not ashamed to admit it,
I don't think I'd be very restrained at all.
No.
I think I'd want to hurt them really, really bad.
Yeah.
I've not come here to talk you out of anything, all right?
I'm only here to let you know,
that whatever you decide, I'm with you, padre.
It'd be over between us, Cass.
If I did it.
No, I don't know about that.
No.
She'd leave me.
No more Jesse Custer and Tulip?
Please.
Some things'll never change.
(door closing)
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