Harry:Karla: Asylum, if you'd prefer.
Harry:Karla: I did some things when I was younger that I'm not brilliantly proud of... well, that's what I tell them anyway ha!
Harry:Karla: I'm not sure you really want to know... It might make me seem far less appealing
Harry:Karla: How sure are you?
Harry:Karla: Okay, well I used to be a psychiatrist!
Harry:Karla: I told my clients that the only way out of there madness was suicide. And then I watched them do it.
Randy: Good. If you dont need me i have no reason to stay. -walks back towards aiport looking at the sky- I know you probably dont take requests anymore...but i could use some kind of sighn to let me know if theres any reason for me to even be here anymore...or if ill ever stop feeling o bitter and sad. Just...anything. Please.Woman: Need isn't the right word.
Karla: -sits down behind the rock and thinks through her options.-
Harry:Karla: Then one day I went a bit too far, suffocated my mum. Left her unconscious and burnt down her house. As you can imagine, she died.
Randy: -stops and walks back up to her- Why though? Im flattered and all...iand if your serious i guess i can but...m just curious.Woman: Randy.. Want is the word. You should stay. Because I want you to.
Karla: heh.. I like you.
Randy: I suppose it would be...-vision blurs in and out-Woman: I like having you around. You've seen my men, they not really the best conversationalists in the world... guess I just get bored of the silence. Also they do everything I say, without any complaints... It's dull ya know.
Harry:Woman: Randy.. Want is the word. You should stay. Because I want you to.
Karla: heh.. I like you.