Among Ravens Page #4

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I definitely told him

he's not the boss of me.

I'm sorry, Emma.

I'm just tired and just

really tired of all of it.

You're not gonna say anything?

It's not easy for me, either, you know?

Just a couple of phonies, aren't we?

We're here today with Saul King,

a former Wall Street Whiz Kid

who was the first American author

to hit the number one spot

with his debut since F. Scott Fitzgerald.

Mr. King's work has been described

as a strange mix of the mythic,

the slightly implausible and...

Thank you, Mr. King, for joining us today.

Terri, it's nice to be here. Thanks so much

for coming along to my house.

- I really appreciate it.

- It's wonderful to be here.

So, Mr. King, tell me,

where do you find your inspiration?

Terri, a story is like a beautiful woman.

For me, writing is like making love.

Wonderful. Do you...

Do you find yourself writing

wherever you are in the world?

Do you have a certain place

where you to write?

Woo!

Oh, I mean, could this be more beautiful?

Actually...

yes, it can.

What is that?

This sh*t's not working at all.

What are you talking about?

I love you so much and I get it,

I understand fear, you know?

I walk into the tiger's mouth

every f***ing day.

I got a lot of things

that terrify me, you know?

Spiders and big-ass f***ing

malicious hairy predators

and, you know, I'm scared of...

Saturn scares me.

Really scares me.

Chad?

What the f*** am I doing?

You betrayed the cause.

We were gonna change the world.

- Oh, yeah.

- I like money. Everybody likes money.

I like money.

But do you really need all this sh*t?

Hey.

- Why did you bring him?

- Because he's our house guest, Ellis.

Can't just leave him

at the house by himself.

What are you gonna put on, Chad?

Phil Collins?

# I got green and I got blues #

# And every day there's a little less

difference between the two #

# I belly up and disappear #

# Well, I ain't really drowning

'cause I see the beach from here #

# And I could take a Greyhound home #

# But when I got there it'd be gone #

# Along with everything

a home is made up of #

# So I'll take two of what you're having #

# And I'll take all of what you've got #

# To kill this goddamn lonely,

goddamn lonely love #

You never gave me a gift.

Honey, that's enough.

# Sister, listen to what your daddy says #

# Don't be ashamed of things

that hide behind your dress #

Wendy, stop it!

# Belly up and arch your back #

- You two...

- Get off me!

- Get off me! Get off me!

- Don't f*** with my wife!

# And you could come to me by plane #

# But that wouldn't be the same #

# As that old motel room

in Texarkana was #

# So I'll take two of what... #

I don't want to be touched.

- Wendy.

- You're drunk. Go home.

# ...goddamn lonely love #

# Stop me if you've heard

this one before #

# A man walks into a bar #

# And leaves before his ashes

hit the floor ##

You asleep?

Yeah.

Did you finish?

- Do you want to read it?

- No.

Does it feel good?

Yeah.

I love you, Will.

I love me, too.

The fireworks have started.

They're so loud.

Are you okay?

No.

No, I'm not.

Sit with me.

My dad always wanted a boy.

That's why he named me Joey.

I disappointed my dad by being a girl...

and my mom by being too much like my dad.

I think that's why my dad left...

'cause when he looks at me...

he sees himself.

- It's all my fault.

- Hey...

You're just a kid.

How could it be your fault?

I know my family

will never be together again.

But I still hope.

Is that crazy?

No.

No, I don't think it is.

Ravens are territorial

and like digging up against other birds,

especially when they're near their nests.

Anyways, that's what

"The Little Big Book" says...

but I think the book is wrong.

They're just bullies.

They're the ones that are scared.

It's so beautiful.

Yeah.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Is there a Mr. Saul King staying here?

Mr. King was involved in a hostile

incident with a taxi yesterday.

Mr. King, you need to come with me.

Thanks for picking me up.

You're welcome.

I want a divorce, Saul.

Jesus Christ, Emma.

Do we have to do this sh*t tonight again?

It's been a hard enough day. I swear to

God every time you get 3 drinks in you,

- you want to get a goddamn divorce.

- I'm completely sober.

I've never felt this clear.

I've been unfaithful.

So there's that.

You're unbelievable.

Don't tell me you're f***ing someone else

and expect me to fall out

of my goddamn chair, okay?

Your delicate sensibilities

can go f*** themselves.

You have no soul.

You're a fraud and, you know,

I permitted myself to be swallowed up

by you for years and, you know, now...

I just feel like I'm coming

out of this long, slow, dream.

Don't you think

this is a little bit dramatic?

Don't speak for me. For once,

just don't f***ing speak for me!

There you go. Every time you try to win

an argument, you've gotta scream.

I know about your lie.

Which one?

How's the writing going, Saul?

You repulse me.

I just don't love you anymore, Saul.

I don't love you either...

and I never have.

Thank you.

You okay?

No.

My wife just left me.

What are you gonna do?

- In my bedroom?

- Yes. I'll just use it,

just for a moment, okay?

Come here.

Mother of my only daughter,

I need to f*** you so bad.

I don't mean to be pushy but I think

if I could just f*** you once more,

I mean, completely f*** you,

that everything in my life would be okay.

No! Saul.

- No.

- What?

Goddammit.

Don't f***ing walk away from me.

Don't talk to me like that.

I'm not your wife anymore.

I have my own problems.

I don't need any of yours.

What are you doing? What is it you want?

I'm dying here, Wendy. I need you.

You don't need me.

You're just trying to get your dick back

because you lost someone you care about.

Why can't you just admit that you care

about her, that you actually feel something?

And why don't you just admit

that there's no difference

between f***ing someone for $10

and f***ing them for $10 million?

This is a whore's house, Wendy.

F*** you! F*** you! Get out of my house.

Daddy.

Daddy, can I show you something?

I made it for you.

Hey.

How do you like it?

Well, let's hope it doesn't rain.

- Yeah, I built it myself.

- Well, the seats are comfortable.

- Honey, I have to go.

- Wait, I made you something.

Thanks.

I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Wait. Can I ask you a favor?

Go ahead.

Can you at least pretend

to be interested in me?

What are you talking about?

Of course I'm interested in you.

No, you're not. And that's okay.

Just thought we could be

honest about our relationship.

I don't want to feel like a fake.

Are you calling your father a fake?

Kind of.

Come here.

You blinked.

Are you f***ing my wife?

Yes.

How'd you know?

A woman like that doesn't leave you

unless she's climbing up the food chain.

Thanks.

- You didn't finish.

- No.

I am too tired to hit you.

I'm choosing the life

that I want to live, Saul.

Not haunting hotel rooms,

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