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Lamb chop butter albatross infection brought sunshine to the dance. Left wing liberal media with smoke mirrors put me in such a trance. The king they nominated through undue process dropped the ball in downtown Tennessee. And then came dirty rain clouds that dropped the bomb of integers on you and on me. The numbers game was naught but blame, and everyone knew it was just more of the same. Behind a picket fence you were so dense to think that anyone could hope to know your name. And fortunes ...

Fade in- Danny sits in the library, trying to bury his face in a book but obviously crying. Cut to inside the book where he conceals a picture of himself, Isabella, and Jake. He takes a long sip of a bottle of water, before looking up- realizing he is not alone. He sees Ace sitting in front of him and is startled. Danny: Not a good time, Ace. Ace: I know, I know. Just listen to me for a second. Danny (louder): Not a good time, Ace. Ace: Alright, alright. (beat) I’ll be quick. Danny sighs and ...

Fade in- The dimmed image of a psychiatrist is shown in a nearly black room. He scribbles on his note pad furiously. The camera pans around the room until finally a previously indiscernible figure on the couch stirs. Danny: Don’t do that. Psychiatrist: Do what? Danny: Put the pad down. You went to school for ten fucking years and you can’t remember this shit? Psychiatrist: Well I’m just making notes so later today I can go back and analyze… Danny: Do me a favor, don’t take your work home with...

Fade in: A relatively nice Italian restaurant, a young couple is seated at a corner table by a very debonair young waiter. His name is Antonio; he wears a perfectly starched black suit with a red bow tie. His eyes are black as is his hair which is slicked back, and he wears a thin mustache. As for the couple, the boy is named Geoffrey, he has spiked blonde hair, deep set green eyes with glasses, no facial hair- he wears a blue blazer with khaki pants and a white shirt with a yellow neck tie. ...

Camera fades out with Mary looking up at Desperado. Fades back in with them on horseback, riding along the track. Apparently the train has yet to take off. Mary: Where are we going? Desperado: You’ll see. Mary: Why aren’t we going to the station? Desperado (irritated): I said you’ll see. No sense in trying to jump the train with so many people around. We’re going to try to get on right when it comes around this bend. Nobody’ll be watching but it still won’t be going too fast yet. As it goes b...