In that case, I apologise. Besides, we find ourselves in the wondrous situation where what we know has come to pass has not. As such, I take back my words.
I'm sorry as well, I didn't think joking about my own death would upset you. It's sort of, I don't know, I'm not even sure what to do with that knowledge. Its awful and I wished it wouldn't have happened, you kids still clearly needed me.
You just.... you don't really seem to make many friends Haytham, you're a bit cold and prickly.
I'm trying to apologize and i don't know, explain myself. Be honest...
Yeah but, how often do you go out just to have a good time? Meet some new people. Have a one-night-stand. Or just a good time. What kind of father would I be if I weren't interested in your happiness.
Father, there are a great deal of thing in which we differ. I do not like to "go out with the lads" neither do I get "shit faced".
I was lucky enough, in my formative years, to have parents who encouraged me to read and enjoy cultural pursuits, and I prefer those to drinking or any other hobbies you may name.
You don't have to get shit-faced to go out and have a good time, Son. You're older now, I understand that changes things a bit, but... honestly. You seem like you've been shut in and made to work your entire life. I wouldn't have wanted you to to be all work no play
[Read as; Boring. You're kind of boring Haytham.]
Do you know any games? Cards, dice, chess? I don't know.
[ Thank you. That's always what he wanted to be. ]
You taught me Chess, Father. You were very good at it, apart from those few times I believe you let me win. I find it hard to believe that a man who was a pirate and a skilled tactician could be bested by a seven-year-old.
[ A few moments later, Haytham is there. He doesn't look entirely pleased, mostly because the directions he'd had to this place had been almost impossible to follow, but perhaps he can blame that on the vodka his father has apparently had for breakfast. ]
I don't believe you ever let me win. And I don't believe I should ever take directions from you again, for that matter.
[And then Haytham is there and there are a few shots in front of Edward that are empty, along with a plate of food he's consumed. He ordered a basket of fries and "chicken fingers" to nibble on in hopes of sharing them with Haytham, but he's eaten most of it by now.]
Well I couldn't exactly remember how I got here. You were too slow, but I saved you a chicken finger.
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Either way where else can you get vodka with your breakfast?
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At your house, I should assume.
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No. AMERICA. I'm at a diner
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What can I do to help?
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You can join me if you want
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Do they serve food there? Tea? Toast? Marmalade?
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I'm sure they've got that too they have everything
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[28 to be precise.]
Stay away from the fried foods old man. And the salty stuff too
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But than you for your concern.
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You know, you act like an old man too. Have you even had a decent night out with the lads?
You DO have mates right?
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I do. Some of mine are even still alive.
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Alright, c'mon, that was a bit uncalled for.
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You had to take it a step further.
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You just.... you don't really seem to make many friends Haytham, you're a bit cold and prickly.
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I am for the most part satisfied with the company I keep.
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Yeah but, how often do you go out just to have a good time? Meet some new people. Have a one-night-stand. Or just a good time. What kind of father would I be if I weren't interested in your happiness.
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neither do I get "shit faced".
I was lucky enough, in my formative years, to have parents who encouraged me to read and enjoy cultural pursuits, and I prefer those to drinking or any other hobbies you may name.
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[Read as; Boring. You're kind of boring Haytham.]
Do you know any games? Cards, dice, chess? I don't know.
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You taught me Chess, Father. You were very good at it, apart from those few times I believe you let me win. I find it hard to believe that a man who was a pirate and a skilled tactician could be bested by a seven-year-old.
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I might've let you win a few times at first, after all, you'd get bored of it otherwise.
How long till you're at the diner?
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[ A few moments later, Haytham is there. He doesn't look entirely pleased, mostly because the directions he'd had to this place had been almost impossible to follow, but perhaps he can blame that on the vodka his father has apparently had for breakfast. ]
I don't believe you ever let me win. And I don't believe I should ever take directions from you again, for that matter.
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[And then Haytham is there and there are a few shots in front of Edward that are empty, along with a plate of food he's consumed. He ordered a basket of fries and "chicken fingers" to nibble on in hopes of sharing them with Haytham, but he's eaten most of it by now.]
Well I couldn't exactly remember how I got here. You were too slow, but I saved you a chicken finger.
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