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carpenters3:

Late in the afternoon, thunder growling, that same old green pickup rolled in and he saw Jack get out of the truck, beat-up Resistol tilted back. A hot jolt scalded Ennis and he was out on the landing pulling the door closed behind him. Jack took the stairs two and two. They seized each other by the shoulders, hugged mightily, squeezing the breath out of each other, saying son of a bitch, son of a bitch; then, and as easily as the right key turns the lock tumblers, their mouths came together, and hard, Jack’s big teeth bringing blood, his hat falling to the floor, stubble rasping, wet saliva welling, and the door opening and Alma looking out for a few seconds at Ennis’s straining shoulders and shutting the door again and still they clinched, pressing chest and groin and thigh and leg together, treading on each other’s toes until they pulled apart to breathe and Ennis, not big on endearments, said what he said to his horses and daughters, “Little darlin.”

pariztexas:

I wish I knew how to quit you.

Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee

aridante:

Tell you what — we could’ve had a good life together, a fuckin’ real good life! Had us a place of our own. But you didn’t want it Ennis! So what we got now is Brokeback Mountain! Everything’s built on that. That’s all we got, boy — fuckin’ all. So, I hope you know that, if you don’t never know the rest.

— Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee

neillblomkamp:

Brokeback Mountain (2005) Directed by Ang Lee

billpottz:

“Nothing marred it, even the knowledge that Ennis would not then embrace him face to face because he did not want to see nor feel that it was Jack he held. And maybe, he thought, they’d never got much farther than that. Let be, let be.”