American Gun Page #3

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W-well, yes, if you would.

I...

do you think you can?

Well, uh, here.

Here is where I'm staying.

If you, uh,

if you hear anything,

give me a ring, please.

I'll see what I can do.

Oh, thank you.

I'm sorry

about your daughter.

Yes.

[ Indistinct voices on P.A. ]

[ Brakes hiss ]

Anne:
you look like

you want to say something.

Yes, I do.

I'm pregnant.

W-who? I me--

well, I --

well, who?

And i-i think it's Mike's.

You think it's Mike?

How many possibilities

are there?!

Martin.

Don't "oh, Martin" me.

If you'd talked to her

like I told you to,

this would--

oh, so now it's my fault?

Well, you're the -- you're

the mother, for god's sake.

Martin.

My god!

Whatarewe going to do?

Hmm?

I'm going to keep the baby.

And Mike says

that he wants to marry me.

I never said that.

Yes, you did.

When?

before the first time

we had sex,

I asked you what you would do

if you got a girl pregnant.

And you said you'd marry her.

That's what you said!

I was talking in general.

Well, I'm talking

real specific.

I'm pregnant.

You are not gonna have

that baby!

Yes, I am.

And if you're a real man,

you'll stick to your word.

By the power vested in me

by the state of Vermont,

I now pronounce you

man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Mia, I baptize you

in the name of the father

and of the son

and of the holy spirit.

There.

[ cooing ]

Oh...Oh, no.

Anne:
everything looks fine

from the outside.

But I know he's not okay

on the inside.

And what is he doing?

He's on a crusade.

Really?

[ Sighs ]

I've told him there is no need

to do this now.

Everybody knows what happened

and how it happened, and...

What does he say?

[ Sighs ]

"I've got to find Mia."

He's just obsessed.

I can't talk to him

about it.

Not like I could before.

I...Not about this.

I can't talk to him

about it at all.

Gas it up.

little lamb

who made thee?

Dost thou know

Martin:
You have to

tell the police.

Who made thee?

I don't want to call

the police.

Why not?

Because he has my address.

Gave thee life

[ Thunder rumbling ]

And bid thee feed

by the stream

[ Clock ticking ]

And o'er the mead

[ Sighs ]

Gave thee clothing

of delight

[ Thunder crashes ]

Softest clothing

hurry!

woolly, bright

gave thee

such a tender voice

making all the vales

rejoice?

Little lamb

who made thee?

[ Explosion ]

[ Explosion, airplane passing ]

[ Machine-gun fire in distance ]

"Dear penny,

several years passed

before the gun was used again."

[ Woman speaking indistinctly

on radio ]

"After that night in the woods,

"the weapon was taken

as evidence.

"Then the case was closed.

"A policeman sold the gun

to a wholesaler,

"who in turn sold it as used

merchandise at a trade show.

"A medical student

in New York City

"bought the gun for protection

"because he lived

in a bad part of town.

"A few months later,

"the medical student's

apartment was robbed,

"and the gun was stolen.

"The gun spent several years

on the black market.

"There is no telling

how many times it was used

"or how many times

it's changed hands

"or exactly how it made its way

from New York City

to Los Angeles, California."

[ Brakes hiss ]

[ Whistling ]

Oh, thank you.

Mm-hmm.

I remember feeling like

there was an earthquake

and all the walls around me

were tumbling down.

Now it all seems so silly.

We were just kids.

It was my first real date.

I was so nervous.

Valerie and j.B. Fixed me up.

They were a steady item.

Or at least they were

till that night.

Kyle was his name.

All the girls liked him,

including Valerie.

[ Laughing ]

Um, j.B.,

i don't want to get on this.

Uh, i-it's the front.

Aw, Kyle, what's up?

Just go.

Y'all go ahead.

All right, then.

Hey, we'll see y'all

downstairs.

Y'all have some extra fun

for me.

Bye!

bye.

Whoo!

[ Screaming ]

[ Riders screaming ]

Valerie!

Kyle!

Valerie!

[ Sea gulls calling ]

Woman:
nobody could believe

j.B. Bought a gun.

I don't think

he could believe it himself.

Man:

get. get out of here.

He just wasn't

that kind of kid.

Young woman:

Ready.

Young women:

Okay.

Let's go.

Up.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Hey, hey.

[ Tires screech ]

What the f***

is going on, man?

J.b., man, what the f***

is going on, man?

Come on, man.

You're my nigga, man.

I don't know what the f***

is going on, j.B.

He's got a gun!

[ Gunshots, crowd screaming ]

Come on, man!

No!

[ Gunshots ]

[ Woman screaming in distance ]

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Sea gulls calling ]

[ Hitler speaking indistinctly

on radio ]

[ Crowd cheering ]

Martin:

hey, mom.

Will you sign this for me?

What's this?

It's so I can enlist.

Well, you're only 16,

Martin.

Come on, mom.

Everybody's going.

What did your father say?

He said it was up to you.

You're not going

in the army.

You're too young.

And you're too skinny.

[ Hitler speaking on radio ]

Hitler:
sieg heil!

Crowd:
Heil!

Sieg heil!

Heil!

Heil!

You took a chance

picking me up.

[ Southern accent ]

oh, well, you looked all right.

[ Chuckles ]

what kind of an accent is that?

Me?

Hey, I don't have an accent.

You do.

[ Laughs ]

No, really.

Where are you from?

I'm from Georgia.

Really?

Yeah.

you been there?

I've never been

out of Vermont.

Well, you won't get a train

until the morning.

What are you gonna do

until then?

Get some sleep, I guess.

[ Brakes squealing ]

You've written, what --

35 letters to this girl?

She hasn't

written you back once?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

You got that stamp?

You want me to lick it

for you, too?

What are you doing here?

Yes.

I'll marry you.

Man:

all aboard!

All aboard!

[ Bell ringing ]

Hey, hey, hey.

[ Train whistle blows ]

Let's go!

Good luck!

See you later!

Bye!

Martin:

medic!

[ Gunshot ]

Medic!

[ Gunshot ]

No!

[ Gunshot ]

Anne:

we've all got a story to tell.

First thing we're gonna do,

and maybe the hardest --

we're gonna select which story

of ours we want to tell.

Yes?

Does it have to be

a true story?

Yes, that would be

a very good place to start.

Hmph.

[ Sighs ]

Aren't you going to

say grace?

You can say it

if you want.

Do you realize

that since penny died,

you have not been to church --

not once?

And you stopped

saying grace.

Have you stopped

believing in god?

No, I still believe

there's a god.

I just don't know

what to make of him.

Anne:

he's writing letters to penny.

I found a dozen of them

in his drawer.

I-i know I shouldn't have.

But I've been worried

about him.

I just...

What do the letters say?

Oh -- oh, I don't know.

I-i didn't want to read them.

I...

Why don't you ask him

to come in?

[ Sighs ]

No,thank you.

Why not?

Because I have nothing

to say to him.

Oh, I bet you do.

No, I don't.

And I'm not going to be

counseled by any pastor

that's young enough

to be my...

[ Sighs ] my son.

No.

No.

Martin...

no.

[ Penny laughing ]

[ Engines humming, gunfire,

explosions ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

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