Great. Yeah, I know, I already figured out that it's not as simple as just leaving, because it's going to keep following me. I don't know how I know that, but... It's not going to end just because I leave Bright Falls.
[ A look of grim resignation takes Alan's face, because he hates this. He hates everything about it. He never asked for any of this to happen, but it happened and now he's stuck until he finds a way to end it. If he can end it. ]
I don't know why it needs a story, but it's trying to make something happen, trying to reach some goal... Take over the world, maybe? [ He shakes his head. ] I thought that kind of thing only happened in TV shows.
[ But then he pins Barry with a look, and there's something inscrutable in his eyes. Hurt, maybe, and a side of anger, but mostly... He just looks hurt. Not because of anything Barry said, but because of his own actions. His own shortcomings. ]
She's not my wife, Barry. Or... soon, she won't be. [ His fists curl and he clenches them tightly. ] Damn it, I love her, but- we're over. We're through.
[ It's my fault. I don't want to talk about this anymore. I- I hate this.
Alan's noticed how Jesse seems to be pulling back from participating in the conversation, and he opens his mouth to say something, but he never finishes the thought that was on his mind. ]
We're getting a divorce. [ His tone is flat now, resigned but still clearly upset about it. ] I want to save her, but she isn't my wife. [ He shakes his head and rolls his eyes. ] Might as well get used to saying it, right?
[ He watches in silence as Jesse grabs her backpack and listens as the two of them briefly scuffle about seating arrangements and the cutout. Suddenly, he can't shake the feeling that nothing matters. Saving Alice matters, but does anything else?
He can't shake that feeling of futility that's settled in and won't let go. ]
Fine. Let's go find those pages and... Yeah. Let's go.
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[ A look of grim resignation takes Alan's face, because he hates this. He hates everything about it. He never asked for any of this to happen, but it happened and now he's stuck until he finds a way to end it. If he can end it. ]
I don't know why it needs a story, but it's trying to make something happen, trying to reach some goal... Take over the world, maybe? [ He shakes his head. ] I thought that kind of thing only happened in TV shows.
[ But then he pins Barry with a look, and there's something inscrutable in his eyes. Hurt, maybe, and a side of anger, but mostly... He just looks hurt. Not because of anything Barry said, but because of his own actions. His own shortcomings. ]
She's not my wife, Barry. Or... soon, she won't be. [ His fists curl and he clenches them tightly. ] Damn it, I love her, but- we're over. We're through.
[ It's my fault. I don't want to talk about this anymore. I- I hate this.
Alan's noticed how Jesse seems to be pulling back from participating in the conversation, and he opens his mouth to say something, but he never finishes the thought that was on his mind. ]
We're getting a divorce. [ His tone is flat now, resigned but still clearly upset about it. ] I want to save her, but she isn't my wife. [ He shakes his head and rolls his eyes. ] Might as well get used to saying it, right?
[ He watches in silence as Jesse grabs her backpack and listens as the two of them briefly scuffle about seating arrangements and the cutout. Suddenly, he can't shake the feeling that nothing matters. Saving Alice matters, but does anything else?
He can't shake that feeling of futility that's settled in and won't let go. ]
Fine. Let's go find those pages and... Yeah. Let's go.