Back in our old haunt, huh? Or did you forget how to climb fences?
I didn't climb the fence this time, I walked right through the front gate. What's wrong, Jake? Scared of heights or something? Or maybe you're just afraid of being alone again...
Funny how you think you've got me all figured out, huh? Well, let me tell you something, pal.
You may have forgotten, but I was there for you when no one else was. I took the blame so you wouldn't have to.
pauses, takes a deep breath Look, I know we had our differences back then, but deep down, I cared about you. And maybe...just maybe...
I really hate to admit it but.....I really missed you....but I am still pissed at you
softens his expression I understand why you're upset, and I don't expect you to forgive me right away. But I hope you can give me a chance to make it right.
There is nothing you can do to make up for what you did....not even apologizing can fix anything
takes a step closer, looking into their eyes I know my words won't be enough, but maybe...maybe actions can speak louder than words.
I don't know what you mean
reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small key This key...it unlocks the only place I've kept sacred all these years. Come with me.
leads them to a hidden room beneath the old roller coaster Welcome to my sanctuary.
Holy shit, Jake...this is some secret hideout. So, what's next, Mr. Mysterious?
grinning mischievously Next, my dear friend, we shall embark on a thrilling adventure through the depths of our forgotten memories.
rummages through an old trunk filled with memories Ah, here we go. A little something from our glory days. Remember this? holds up a worn-out notebook
opens the notebook and starts reading aloud "In a world where heroes are expected to be flawless, we were the misfits. Outcasts with a penchant for danger and a heart that refused to be tamed. We were partners in crime, and together we dared to defy the ordinary."
Damn Jake....that really brings back memories...some good, some bad
closes the notebook and looks directly into their eyes Those memories, both good and bad, shaped us into who we are today.
stands up and walks towards a wall covered in old photographs