1. Jack Twist:(stop smiling)Tell you what... The truth is... (breathing hurrily)Sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it. Jack．Twiste: (with a narrow smile) Let me tell you... In fact... (shortness of breath) Sometimes I miss you so much that I can't bear it. 2. Ennis Del Mar: I'm gonna tell you this one time, Jack fuckin' Twist, an' I ain't foolin'. What I don't know-all them things I don't know-could get you killed if I come to know them. I mean it. Ennis Delmar: I'll just say it again, Jack Twist, son of a bitch. I didn't joking with you. I don't know--I don't know those things--if I know, I will kill you. I do what I say. Jack Twist: Yeah well try this one, and I'll say it just once! Ennis Del Mar: Go ahead! Ennis Del Mar: Go ahead! Jack Twist: Tell you what, we coulda had a good life together! Fuckin' real good life! Had us a place of our own. But you didn't want it, Ennis! So what we got now is Brokeback Mountain! Everything's built on that! That's all we got, boy, fuckin' all. So I hope you know that, even if you don't never know the rest! You count the damn few times we have been together in nearly twenty years and you measure the short fucking leash you keep me on- and then you ask me about Mexico and tell me you'll kill me for needing somethin' I don't hardly never get. You have no idea how bad it gets! I'm not you... I can't make it on a coupla high-altitude fucks once or twice a year! You are too much for me Ennis, you son of a whore son bitch! I wish I knew how to quit you! Jack Twist: I told you, we We could have been together happily! Really fucking happy life! We could have a place that belonged only to both of us. But you don't want it, Ennis! So now we can only meet on Brokeback Mountain! This is all, this is what we got, fuck. So I hope you can understand this, even if you never cared more! You fucking count how many times we’ve been together in the past 20 years, and then you fucking measure how tight your dog’s leash is—then you ask me about Mexico and tell me you want something I want but it’s almost Something I never got killed me. You don't even know how difficult all this is for me! I'm not you... I can't bear this kind of life of living in this deep mountain and old forest once or twice all year round! You are too much, Ennis, son of a bitch! I wish I knew how to leave you. Ennis Del Mar: (Crying) Okay, let's go? Why don't you leave me alone? It is because of you that I am what I am now! I have nothing...nowhere to go...you fucking stay away! Jack, I have had enough! Another version: Ennis: I'll just tell you this once, Jack of the Dog Day. I'm not talking about it for fun. I don’t know. I don’t know what those people did... But if I knew you did, I would kill you. Jack: Then listen carefully... (pause) I will only say it once. Ennis: You say it! Jack: Let me tell you. The two of us could have lived well. Really fucking good life. Have our own world. But you refuse a thousand miles. In this way, we now only have the Brokeback Mountain. Everything is rooted there. All of us, all the damn everything is on that mountain. You don't need to know other things, you must be clear about this. You can figure it out by yourself. We have met several times in the past 20 years. Count the days when you tied me by your side. Then you ask me about going to Mexico. Then decide whether to kill me because of these empty things. You don't know how difficult this day is. Jack (continued): I am not you, nor can I do it. Only once or twice a year did it in the deep mountains and wild ridges. (Pauses) I am fed up with you, Ennis. You heartless bastard! (Pauses) I wish I knew how to quit you! We now see the scene where the camera is pulled back. Just like the steaming hot springs in winter, what hasn't been mentioned for so many years, and currently unspeakable—promises, oaths, shame, guilt, fear—have lingered in their hearts at this moment. Ennis stood as though he had been shot in the chest-pale and wrinkled. He seemed to be fighting a silent battle, his facial expressions were distorted. Ennis: Then why don't you? ! Why don't you let me go? It is because of you that I have fallen into the current situation. No good, nothing. Jack leaned towards him, but Ennis broke away. Ennis (continued): Don't fucking touch me! Jack approached him again, this time Ennis did not refuse to evade. Jack: Come here... I won't say anything. It's okay...You're a real bastard, Ennis.
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