FADE IN: two men on a bench.
A: She’s dumping me, man. I can’t fuckin’ believe it. I mean. Where did that come from? I thought we were going strong, you know.
B: I get it/
A: /Two fuckin’ years, man. No, over two fuckin’ years. Like, that’s. I mean, that’s like taking out a car loan and you’re almost done with the payments.
B: Yeah…(?)
A: I mean, a shitty car so the payments are quick, but you get what I’m sayin’. Fuck! I’m never going to do this again, I swear, I’m done.
B: Nah man, don’t say that.
A: No, really! I’m done. I’ve had it. My heart is closing shut from this point on. I feel it happening as we speak. Fuck that bitch.
B: How does that happen? Suddenly your ex-lady’s a bitch.
A: Yeah, she’s a fuckin’ bitch! What part of that do you don’t understand?! Don’t get me riled up, man.
B: It’s just, she had her reasons, man. If you loved her, you would understand.
A cringes like he’s attempting to weep.
A: The tears aren’t flowin’. They’re in there, I can feel them, they’re just not falling out. My heart is broken and closed, all at the same time.
B puts his arm around A.
A tries to weep.
A: Why aren’t my tears flowin’?
B: It’ll happen in its own time.
B holds A.
FADE OUT.
