['83. He'd be in Cali. Sun, sea. He tries not to dwell on that, tries instead to dwell a little on Eddie Munson, sits his ass back down on the bed and and nods. ]

Then I'll grab the boombox if he - he comes. He's distracted, though. The storms outside. He's angry, not paying attention.

[His watchful eye is cast toward El, he figures. ]