#staaahp

Ivan: What, I ain’t even allowed t’talk about it no more? Bruno: Not when there’s nothing new to say. Ivan: Well, it’s alright for you, y’already got one! Bruno: [sighs] He’s not really-… Ivan: He’s biologically yours, B! You’re his dad, he’s gonna come t’you for advice, t’learn shit-.. n’ whatever else. Bruno: He’s gonna have you for that too. Ivan: It ain’t the same. Bruno: That’s a bit dismissive. Ivan: You’re the one being fuckin’ dismissive! … Ivan: I’m gonna say somethin’ I’ll regret if you don’t get y’ass back inside. Bruno: I need-… Ivan: I’ll bring your precious truck back before mornin’, don’t worry. Bruno: Look.. I’m sorry my past is getting in the way of what you want, but yours isn’t exactly much better. Ivan: I ain’t blamin’ you. Bruno: It sure feels that way. Ivan: I just wish y’wouldn’t-… Bruno: Be realistic? What do you want me to suggest? We can’t adopt, we can’t foster, we can’t afford a surrogate-.. so, unless you wanna go n’ find someone you can knock up the old-fashioned way, I don’t know what else to say! [Ivan scoffs, staring at Bruno incredulously] Bruno: I wasn’t saying-… Ivan: Are y’seriously tryna goad me into fuckin’ someone else? Bruno: No, I just meant-… Ivan: [snorts] Whatever. Bruno: Ivan, wait-… [Ivan slams the truck into reverse, two tracks of crumpled flowers left in his wake as he turns around and speeds off] … Bruno: He’s not angry, he’s just.. passionate. [Jacob fussing] Bruno: We like that about him though.