Heartsick Trees

FLYNN: I like Fall.
FLYNN: The trees slump...
FLYNN: Like their hearts are broken.
TREE: Sure, (sniff) I SLUMP... (sniff) So? Who cares... Nothing matters anyway... (sniff)
TREE: I'LL NEVER FIND LOVE AGAIN!! Waah!!
TREE: Oh no. no... (sniff) You don't have to- I'll pick all this up... God, I don't mean to be a BURDEN...