Cook: Eff! Get out the road, man!
Effy: I’m not scared! I wanna be scared! I wanna be hurt! I wanna remember! I’m not scared! I’m not scared! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON!
Effy: Take me to Freddie, Cook. You need to get me to him. You need to get me there. I need to tell him!
Cook: You remember me though, yeah? You know who I am?
Effy: How could I forget? You’re my friend.

1 comment:

  1. oh my god.
    i feel like crying