Distant Thunder
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:34:00
Hey!
:34:04
I was gonna pick you up, but Jeanette
said you were already gone.

:34:07
Yeah, I'm sorry.
:34:09
Moss, this is a friend of mine,
Mark Lambert.

:34:12
This is Moss.
:34:15
Mark was just writing a letter
to his son.

:34:19
Is that right?
:34:21
Yeah, he hasn't seen him
for a while.

:34:25
Yeah? Why's that?
:34:28
Just haven't had a lot to say, I guess.
:34:32
Yeah, well...
:34:35
I've always got a few things to say.
:34:38
Like now.
:34:40
Can I talk to you for a second?
:34:47
I'll be right back.
:34:55
- What's going on here?
- Nothing. Nothing's going on here.

:34:58
What do you mean, nothing?
:35:03
Come to pick you up...
:35:05
Jeanette has to tell me
you had coffee with some guy.

:35:08
I can't find you. Now you got him
sitting in there writing letters?

:35:10
- Keep your voice down.
- It is down!

:35:12
Be quiet.
:35:16
He's a bush vet.
:35:18
He's been living up in the hills.
:35:21
Jesus H Christ, a fucking weirdo.
:35:24
He's not a fucking weirdo.
:35:26
- What are you doing with him?
- Nothing.

:35:28
Nothing?
:35:29
Not what you're thinking, anyway.
:35:32
He just needs some help.
:35:35
What kind of help?
:35:38
He needs a friend.

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