Lessons I Teach Myself
Lessons I Teach Myself
Hope and Mickey sit staring at the stars. Times moves fast in desert.
MICKEY: You know, before... when you got in the truck. You were gonna leave, right? I know you were.
Why did you lie about it?
HOPE: I... I didn't want to hurt your feelings, I guess. I know it was rude. It was fucked up of me! I know it was. But I don't know, I was just scared. I was scared.
MICKEY: Of me?
HOPE: You could be a bad guy, I don't know.
MICKEY: So could you.
HOPE: Who says I'm not?
MICKEY: I do. I could tell you're a good person when you stopped and saved my life. You went so close to the fire, to save ME. No way a bad person would do that. No way.
HOPE: Did you see that!? A shooting star! I swear that was a shooting star! Holy fuck I haven't seen one since I was like sixteen or somethin'. They must be rare!
MICKEY: I see them all the time. In the desert you see them all the time.
HOPE: Make a wish! Make a wish.
MICKEY: You're funny. Nothing else I could wish for, I swear to God.
Hope closes her eyes, 'makes a wish.'
MICKEY: You're adorable. But lemme ask you somethin'... who is the wish for if you don't believe in God?
My old man always said: 'A wish to the stars is a wish to the heavens.' And the man knew what he was sayin'. He was a... man of God.
HOPE: Don't tell me he was a priest...
MICKEY: And his dad before him.
HOPE: So you come from a long line of Jesus freaks huh?
Oh gosh, I'm sorry. That was insensitive. I'm a freak too! Who's NOT a freak, ya know?
MICKEY: It's okay. Heard that all my life from people like you. Hippies stopping by my town on their way to 'Burning Man.' Doin' drugs and orgies.
HOPE: I don't... I mean, not orgies. Maybe some people go there for that, but not me.
MICKEY: Why go then?
HOPE: To burn a man.
MICKEY: Jesus Christ.
HOPE: Let's keep going. We have a long way to go.
MICKEY: You ARE a freak.
Okay. As you wish...
To be continued...
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