Homeless Home

As you see,

what I have I don't owe anyone.

I worked a lot, very much.

And I cried a lot.

And I went through many sufferings.

And now that we could live a little better,

you see how everything is.

You know,

it's not easy for an ill elderly to live here.

Do you see these hills?

Do you see?

Before that, I had a large army...

but look at today's youth!

A bunch of drug addicts who do nothing.

Tell me, how did we get to this point?

In fact, one lives well here. It's cheap.

For the price of a small house in Ghost Town,

here you can have a good home and a peaceful life.

Well, the weather is not so good.

But look, I prefer the isolation here

than the solitude of the big city.

Living here is to return to the land,

to traditions, to be with your people.

It's to focus on family again.

I think the secret is to cultivate emotions

and inner life.

Things that help you stay balanced...

that get the best out of you.

In fact, this is a little lonely.

But you can always count

on other loners.

Having a child is good. It helps.

But the problems remain where they are.

Understand, it's not that I feel bad,

but I believe I'm depressed,

like a little bit dead.

However, what can I think?

If I'm just an animal without feelings.

There's no more work here,

but you can do something on your own,

be your own boss.

Transporting things from here to there...

Old friends sometimes return.

I imagine that no one can escape their roots...

even if they are completely rotten.

So, what are we going to do?

Shall we walk or what?

For what?

I don't know, to do something!

Walk around, see people... We can walk to the Dark Tower!

And let my aunt take care of Mom.

Without me! We're fine here!

Come on, let's go. We never do anything!

Moreover, the path crosses the Oblivion Falls.

You need to see it!

They are so beautiful!

They say that whoever crosses it forgets everything.

Who is, where is, and all your past.

It's like being born again. Crazy, isn't it?

Please, I'm too old for that.

You know my chest hurts

if I walk for a long time... You don't know?

Well, everything will be fine.

So we'll talk to the Necromancer, who you haven't seen in a while.

The Necromancer is a senile old man!

But that senile took care of you when you were little.

He's not my father! You understand?

He never was...

Selfish old bastard without a heart!

Old man son of a bitch!

Listen...

I would like a break to rethink our relationship.

We can't go on like this...

Are you listening to me?

I'm leaving. It no longer makes sense.

No! Are you really leaving?

Will you leave me here, alone?

Oh, of course. You don't love me anymore.

Don't leave me alone!

No, no!

Listen! Do you still love me?

It is true?

If you leave me, I don't know what I could do.

I would commit suicide!

You know I'm ill, damn it.

Very ill!

Can't you see?

- Let me go! - Just say you love me!

You love me?