[A - ACTION: The Kitchen of 726 Anderson Lane.Eddie's in the middle of preparing a nice, hearty breakfast for his family. Question: How best to spend this Fourth of July? Take his beautiful wife and kids out for a picnic in John Doe Park? Maybe see if Jonathan and his family want to come along? Honestly? It's days like this that it feels pretty
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The biggest riddle of all...? The answer is life itself, clearly. Simple.
[And yet not simple at the same time.]
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It's a lie. It has to be.
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Why wouldn't it be? We grew up here. Are... are you feeling okay?
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...I could ask you the same thing.
[He'll---he'll test her. She's got to remember.]
Look. I need you to tell me about something. And I want you to think carefully before you answer. Can you do that for me?
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[She sounds dubious. If she hadn't just insisted that they'd grown up in Mayfield, there'd be no indication that anything was amiss at all.]
But okay. If you insist. Although if this is going to be a riddle, I'm going to hang up on you.
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[Oh, god, is he really about to ask her this? Deep breaths, Ed.]
I want you to tell me about the first time I ever kissed you. Understand?
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It's like there's two answers to every question. Where I grew up, who I lived with, who my friends are...I don't know which answers are the right ones.
Something's wrong. Something I don't even understand yet.
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But I know I've always lived here, and I also know that I lived somewhere else. They both feel like indisputable fact, but there's no way one's possible if the other's true.
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Tis good, tis bad.
Tis left, tis right.
Tis day, tis night."
...it's a paradox, plain and simple. But one of them has to be false. So... which is true?
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What's going on?
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[What? Say what? He wrestles with himself for a moment longer.]
...cane. Yes. Your cane! You asked me to make you a cane a while ago and I finally finished it!
...I think? Why would you need... and how would I be able to... oh gods I am so confused.
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[Maybe this is a clue of some sort. Another piece to the puzzle.]
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She cared about him a great deal.]
...Eddie? Is something wrong?
[Yet she felt... uneasy about this. Like there was something else, something... more she was forgetting.]
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Pam, you remember Gotham, don't you? You remember life outside of this town.
[Tell him he isn't crazy.]
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[The name fills her mouth, makes her feel... calm, and at home. That nagging feeling on the back of her head disappears, then it's back with more insistence, more urgency.
Like the confirmation something isn't... right. But the memories. They are real, they are there so it's. Better to just latch onto them for now.]
I don't understand- I never left this city. I was born in here...
...wasn't I?
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That's what I'd like to know. i feel... strange.
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