CUT TO DEAN’S HOUSE
[Rory is sitting on the porch as Dean and his dad pull up in an SUV]
DEAN: Hey.
RORY: Hey.
DEAN’S DAD: Hi Rory. [goes into the house]
DEAN: What happened? What’d you do to your arm?
RORY: [hands him an envelope] Here.
DEAN: What is this?
RORY: Just read it.
DEAN: What – Rory, what’s going on? Tell me how you hurt your arm.
RORY: It’s all in the letter.
DEAN: But – .
RORY: Read.
DEAN: Uh. . .[starts reading] Well, I love you, too.
RORY: Good – now just hold onto that feeling for a minute.
DEAN: Why?
RORY: Just – .
DEAN: Read, all right, I’m reading. [reads some more] What?
RORY: Keep going.
DEAN: [reads some more] What?
RORY: Turn it over.
DEAN: [reads some more] What!
RORY: Go on, you have like three more whats ahead of you.
[DEAN kicks his duffel bag and reads some more]
RORY: It gets better at the end. I’ll just stand here until you get there.
DEAN: [reads some more] Is he really gone?
RORY: Yes.
DEAN: Okay. You wanna come in?
RORY: What?
DEAN: You can stay for dinner, my mom’s making a roast. You like roast, right?
RORY: Um, yeah, I like roast.
DEAN: Okay, come on.