Jimmy meet Bogart at the park entrance. Bogart looks nervous. Jimmy hands him money.
"Here's your five dollars." Jimmy glances at Bogart and looks away.
"Don't be late again kid." Bogart grabbed his five dollars and putt it in the inner pocket of his coat. Jimmy stands still, looking somewhere far away, his eyes go trough park, buildings, passing city limits.
"What's wrong kid?" Bogart grabbs his arm.
"Nothing really... Just another shitty day, after of another shitty yesterday, and so on..." Jimmy isn't looking at the Bogart, just casting glances at empty streets.
"Kid, don't let your past failures haunt you, let them be a lesson for future, and let it go." Bogart turned around and pulled out an old dirty backpack from bushes.
"Well, that ain't easy." Jimmy stretched his arms.
"That's the right way to live, who said it's easy?"