Sydney: I can understand that. *nods my head* do you know in what way? *feels like I'm pushing the envelope a little bit but I look at him with a reassuring smile*
Nate: he shot my dad, then he raped and killed my mom, and he made me watch all of it. He was about to kill me, but hen the cops showed up. So he shot at me, a little off aim. The bullet hit me knee. He bolted. The cops looked for a him for about 3 1/2 years, but eventually gave up
Nate: yeah, When I saw him that night, all those memories came flooding back, and when I saw him in the jail cell with that smirk on his face, that's when I really lost it
Sydney: so ... That's why. *i nod as everything starts to make sense* so you had it 20X worse then me.
Nate: -wipes eyes, realizes how heartbroken he is over his parents- I wonder if uh, Emma is done with that, uh phone call
Sydney: *looks over at Emma's screaming figure* ummm.... She should be in ... 10.... 9 ...... 8 .......7.......6.....5.....4.....3.....3.1/2.....2.....2..1/2......1.... And then she turns off her phone tosses it in her bag and. Emma: *walks over* all done.