Only few more days.
Did I forget to take my meds?
Drink until you die...
- Hey, how's it going?
- Hey. I don't know. Everything is strange. And you?
- Haven't stopped drinking?
- It is how it is.
- Why?
- I don't know.
- Are you on drugs?
- I... I... Don't know what to answer... Don't know what to say.
- Just yes or no.
- Why are you asking?
- Because I care. Because you are failing and that's unforgivable.
- But, you can't do anything.
- You just don't want me to do.
- Why shouldn't I want you to do something?
- You know what? You're right, I shouldn't bother you. You don't need me, you don't care about me.
- Nonsence. You... I tink about you all the time, I need you. I care about you more than anyone.
- Me too. That's why I'm asking, that's why I am talking, that's why I am loking after you.
I don't like, what you are doing, but you can trust me. We'll need to have talk after this.
Stop drinking.
- Yeah, of course, someday...
I am foolish and you are naive. But you do care.
I open the window, let the rain pour in.
You are everything I want because you are everything I'm not.
The more I see the less I know the more I'd like to let it go.
I can sacrifice all my life. Is my word not fucking enough for you?
I'll stop drinking, I'll stop doing drugs. But not now. Not now.
This is my salvation. I need this. I need to break away from this.
Break away from what is real, never showing how I feel.
Is this right?
Apathy, misery.
Try to see a way around you. Try to take the path behind me.
I've been through hell, shortcuts, I know them well.
I need more time.
Kingdom, where all our defenses are down.
Take so much from inside, it makes no sense.
Imagine me and you.