He stands. He offers his hand. Junior takes it.
Junior blinks.
Salt tilts his head.
JUNIOR That’s… that’s a lie?
Finn doesn’t move. He simply nods, stands, and walks to the far bulkhead. He sits. He waits for the sea to take him. liars table script
SALT I’ll go first. A lie, of course. (beat) I never loved the sea. I became a fisherman because I was afraid of women. That’s why I never married. He stands
JUNIOR (too fast) Truth. I am not his son. liars table script