Mia:
That your car?
Billy:
Yeah. Still needs a couple of bits.
Mia:
You left your cap.
Billy:
Oh.
Mia:
Where's your horse?
Billy:
She was sick. We had to shoot her.
Mia:
[looks down at lock, sits down, cries]
Billy:
She was 16. It was her time.
Mia:
[crying, looks up]
Alright.
Billy:
I was thinking of trying out the motor on a long run.
Mia:
Yeah.
Billy:
I know some people in Cardiff. You know, in Wales.
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