Lucas is at his happiest while eating and imagining his dream future.
PhD. Family with children.
It's so pathetically predictable, at this point, to watch him masturbate his ego with nothing but gossamer fantasy and grease.
And this is Lucas at his happiest.
Junk food, and his dreams. Gorging. Spinning fictions.
He can't hear the voices on the wind over the sounds of his own chewing... and his own fantasizing.
No wonder one steak is never enough.
I think his dream future is not “family with children,” it’s “eating for free at King Roy’s house forever with teen girl to have sex with and a (conveniently in the other room at all times until it turns into a young girl) baby to validate his worth as a man and prove once and for all that his dick isn’t useless.”
Don’t imply he has heartwarming thoughts about raising a family. He only wants a baby to get back into Roy’s elk kingdom and to tie a young women to him sexually, and to prove to the world he can procreate. He doesn’t give a fuck about raising an actual family. Case in point, he only ever fantasizes up to the point where his teen wife is pregnant. He has no dreams of taking his child to sporting events, of teaching a kid to ride a bicycle, of birthday parties or reading to them at night or watching them graduate.
His demands and dreams go right up to the point of birth, and then he claims the state will pay for the baby to be raised and his wife will do the rest of the work, with Lucas “helping” to change diapers once in a blue moon. He clearly sees being a father and doing required father things as “helping” his wife, meaning it’s technically
her job to do all the baby stuff and Lucas is just pitching in a bit.
Where are his dreams of a family
after the baby is born? Nowhere much, until the baby, a required girl, is old enough to call him “daddy,” which he says is hot and would be the “best part” of being a father. Mind you, he specifically said he wanted a
daughter to call him daddy, not a son. There is nothing innocent about it.
He doesn’t want a family. He wants a wife to fuck and to do all the work and all the chores, a baby to prove his dick isn’t too small to procreate (and to bring in another government cheque and eventually get him back into his inheritance and Roy’s nice food-filled free house), and thus two people he can order around and feel superior to as the Man Of The House. Eventually, the daughter will grow up to supplant the wife as Lucas’ new sex mommy, because she’s Lucas’ offspring and he believes he owns her.
He wants to sit at home doing fuck all and being coddled and supported by a wife, paid handsomely by the government for managing to reproduce, waiting until his daughter is of a prime molestable age, and getting a fat inheritance from family when they pass because he made a grandson for them with his sour sperm.
He doesn’t want to take care of a family. He wants a family so it will take care of
him. Because he is a giant, mewling, shitting, whinging baby who cannot take care of himself.