A lonely man
"Linda: Can I tell you something?
Jim: Yeah, of course.
Linda: I'm really nervous that you're gonna hate me soon. You're gonna find stuff out about me and hate me.
Jim: Like what? What do you mean?
Linda: You have so much, so many good things... and you seem so together. You're a police officer... straight
and put together, without any problems.
Jim: I lost my gun today.
Linda: What?
Jim: I lost my gun today... and I'm the laughingstock of a lot of people. I wanted to tell you. I wanted you to
know. It's on my mind. It makes me look like a fool. And I feel like a fool. You asked that we should say
things... say what we're thinking and not lie about things. I can tell you that I lost my gun today. And I'm
scared that once you find out, you won't like me.
Linda: Jim, that was so... great what you just said.
Jim: I haven't been on a date in three years, since I got divorced. Whatever you want to tell me...
whatever you think might scare me, won't. I will listen to you. I'll be a good listener if that's
what you want."