JUNE I have a license.
From the laundromat doorway, LEO (24) watches her. He holds a plastic bag of pills. His face is pale, sweating.
LEO Eight and a half if you don’t drive like a hospice nurse.
GENE You ever fake it? Not the dying. The… caring.
LEO I’m not sick. I mean — I am, but that’s not why I’m here. You took care of my roommate. Marcus. The one with the brain tumor.
JUNE I have a license.
From the laundromat doorway, LEO (24) watches her. He holds a plastic bag of pills. His face is pale, sweating.
LEO Eight and a half if you don’t drive like a hospice nurse.
GENE You ever fake it? Not the dying. The… caring.
LEO I’m not sick. I mean — I am, but that’s not why I’m here. You took care of my roommate. Marcus. The one with the brain tumor.