Apartment 4E Page #2

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BUT THAT TH-TH-TH THIS-

SOMEHOW THIS WAS DIFFERENT.

OR MAYBE IT WAS HER.

MAYBE SHE WAS DIFFERENT.

BUT-BUT SHE SAID

TO MAKE SURE-

TO DO WHATEVER IT TAKES

TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE SAFE.

TO MAKE SURE...

PIPER?

( gun shot )

GOD, PIPER!

( grunting )

SHUT THE DOOR.

( alarm rings )

( alarm continues )

? OH, MY LOVE

? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE

? SHOWING ME YOUR BLOOD

? SHOWING ME YOU'RE BRUISED

( alarm stops )

? YOU SAY THAT NOTHING HURTS

? LIKE THE TRUTH

? SO THAT'S WHAT I'LL USE

? FOR THE RECORD

? I NEVER LOVED YOU

? LIKE FOOLS DO

? YOU WANTED BIG LOVE

? WELL, I TRIED

? I JUST COULDN'T WORK IT UP

? INSIDE

? WHEN I SAID

I COULDN'T GET ENOUGH?

? I LIED

? I THINK YOU SAW I ? IN MY EYES

Piper:
SHUT THE DOOR.

( door slams )

( breathing heavily )

YOU'RE OKAY.

UH... SORRY ABOUT THE CHAIN.

I JUST, UH...

I WASN'T SURE.

YOU DIDN'T ANSWER AND...

AND WHAT?

HEY. IS THAT REALLY NECESSARY?

I'M NOT HERE TO HURT YOU.

NO, YOU'RE HERE

TO TELL ME ABOUT MOLLIE.

I AM?

YES, THAT'S WHY

I LET YOU IN.

YOU LET ME IN?

( chuckles )

I KIND OF JUS BROKE DOWN YOUR DOOR.

( laughing )

HOW'D IT FEEL?

WELL... IT, UH,

IT HURT ACTUALLY.

IT THAT ALL? IT DID FEEL

KIND OF POWERFUL, DIDN'T IT?

I MEAN, YOU WEREN' SURE, AND...

I DIDN'T ANSWER,

AND...

YOU SAVED ME.

HAPPY NOW?

IS IT STILL LOADED?

WHAT?

THE GUN.

( laughs )

NO.

BUT I EXAGGERATE.

YOU THINK ANYONE

WILL CALL THE POLICE?

WHY?

GUN SHOT.

NEIGHBORS.

WELL, THIS IS QUEENS,

NOBODY'S GOING TO CALL THE POLICE.

SO-SO, WHY HAVE A GUN AT ALL?

HUH?

YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT KIND OF PSYCHO'S

LURKING AROUND HERE.

YOU HAVE SOME EXPERIENCE

WITH THAT?

PSYCHOS?

OR PSYCHOSIS?

EITHER.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

UH, MOLLIE SAYS YOU HAVEN' BEEN OUT IN A WHILE, IS THAT TRUE?

MOLLIE...

SHE SAYS IT'S BEEN A WHILE

SINCE ANYONE HAD SEEN YOU.

SHE'S NEVER SEEN ME.

SHE SAYS IT'S BEEN WEEKS.

WHAT'S SHE LIKE?

I, UH, YOU KNOW HER

AS WELL AS I DO.

NO, I-I DON'T. I KNOW LITTLE BLACK

CHARACTERS ON A SCREEN.

I'VE GOT FOUR PICTURES

IN A BOOK.

FOUR FLAT LITTLE PICTURES.

ONE SMILING, ONE NO SMILE,

ONE KIND OF SEXY...

NOT DIRTY.

IT'S A SHAME.

REALLY THEY'RE

THE SAME REALLY,

FOR THE FLATNESS,

THERE'S NO FLESH...

OR BONE.

SHE SENT YOU PICTURES OF HERSELF.

THAT'S WHAT I SAID.

YES, I SUPPOSE IT IS.

YOU SUPPOSE YOU WERE STANDING

RIGHT THERE WHEN I SAID IT.

YEAH, I GUESS I JUS DIDN'T UNDERSTAND.

DIDN'T CATCH MY MEANING?

IT'S FUNNY...

THAT TO CATCH A MEANING-

CATCH A MEANING,

IT'S LIKE A KNIFE,

OR A HOT POTATO,

LIKE LITTLE BITS OF COLORED GLASS

BROKEN AND SCATTERED,

ALL READY TO BE:

PUT BACK TOGETHER.

ARE YOU LOST?

I'M STARTING

TO FEEL THAT WAY, YEAH.

( laughing )

SUCH A TINY PLACE

TO GET LOST,

TO BE HARD TO FOLLOW.

WHEN'S THE LAST TIME

YOU WENT OUTSIDE?

OUT THERE-OUT THERE

IS WHERE YOU GET LOST.

IN HERE IT'S TINY.

IT'S TINNY.

IT SOUNDS LIKE A DRUM.

ALL THE SOUNDS, THEY COME

BOUNCING BACK AT YOU.

WELL, MAYBE THAT'S

YOUR PROBLEM.

WHO SAID I HAD A PROBLEM?

YOU DID WHEN YOU

WROTE MOLLIE.

WELL, YOU'RE NOT MOLLIE,

ARE YOU?

AND WHAT, DEAR JOHN,

IS MY PROBLEM?

WELL, UH, THIS

APARTMENT FOR ONE.

DON'T CONFLATE

ORDER AND HYGIENE.

DON'T YOU THINK

IT'S A BIT DEPRESSING?

HMM. DO I LOOK DEPRESSED?

I DON'T KNOW.

WHAT DOES:

THAT LOOK LIKE?

BI-POLAR WITH

A TOUCH OF OCD.

YOU WANT TO LOOK IT UP?

OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE DISORDER,

YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?

( chuckles )

I INTERNALIZE,

IT'S ALL UP HERE.

THE AFFECTED CHAOS

OF MY APARTMEN IS AN ACUTE MANIFESTATION

OF MY CURRENT MANIC PHASE.

IT'S IRONIC, I KNOW, BUT I ONLY

OBSESS COGNITIVELY.

AN AWFULLY COHERENT DIAGNOSIS

OF YOUR OWN DISORDER.

HMM, THANK YOU.

I ALSO HATE MY FATHER,

WANT TO TALK ABOUT THAT?

DO YOU?

YOU'RE THE GODDAMN THERAPIST.

RIGHT. OF COURSE, YEAH.

WELL, DO YOU WAN TO TALK ABOUT THAT?

NO.

ALL RIGHT.

QUITTER.

WHAT?

( laughs )

WHAT IS SHE LIKE?

MOLLIE?

MOLLIE, YES.

DESCRIBE HER FOR ME.

UH, DIDN'T SHE SEND YOU

PICTURES OF HERSELF?

FLAT LITTLE PICTURES.

SO, WHAT DO YOU

WANT FROM ME?

ALL THE BITS OF COLORED GLASS,

THE FLESH AND BONE.

I DIDN'T COME HERE

TO TALK ABOUT MOLLIE.

OF COURSE YOU DID.

NO, I DIDN'T.

SHE'S THE ONLY THING

THAT WE HAVE IN COMMON.

WITHOUT THA WHAT DO WE HAVE?

THE WEATHER- IS THAT WHA YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT, JOHN?

THE WEATHER?

SURE, YEAH.

THAT'D BE A GREAT START.

I HAVEN'T BEEN OUTSIDE,

REMEMBER?

I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING

ABOUT THE WEATHER.

BESIDES, YOU GO WHAT YOU CAME FOR.

NOW, IT'S MY TURN.

I CAME HERE TO TALK.

YOU CAME HERE:

TO PLAY THE HERO.

HUH, HERE I AM.

I'M STILL KICKING.

NOW, I WANT MOLLIE.

HER LIFE FOR MINE.

IT'S A FAIR TRADE,

I SHOULD THINK.

PIPER, I CAN' GIVE YOU MOLLIE.

WELL, THEN GET OUT.

ISN'T IT ENOUGH

THAT SHE SENT-

NO, NO, NO.

I SAID GET OUT!

OKAY. ALL RIGHT. I CAN LEAVE

OR I CAN TELL YOU ABOUT MOLLIE.

WHAT CAN YOU TELL ME?

YOU KNOW, MAYBE YOU

DON'T KNOW HER AT ALL.

MAYBE SHE'S THE MEANING

THAT YOU CAN'T CATCH.

HURT, DIDN'T IT?

I TOLD YOU.

IT'S LIKE LITTLE BITS

OF GLASS, THEY ARE.

WHAT IS IT EXACTLY

THAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY?

EVERYTHING.

IT'S TOO MUCH.

I HAVE A FEELING IT WON'T BE

NEARLY ENOUGH.

NO, I MEAN,

I DON'T KNOW...

HOW CAN YOU:

PUT ANYONE INTO WORDS?

THEY SEEM TO SMALL

AND SHE TOO LARGE.

YEAH.

SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

THEN IT'S REALLY-

IT'S QUITE THE OPPOSITE.

IT'S THE WORDS

THAT ARE TOO... BIG.

THOUGH, I RATHER DOUB THAT SHE'S TOO SMALL.

YOU TAKE, UM...

THE WORD "PRETTY"...

IS SHE? PRETTY?

YES, SHE'S PRETTY.

THAT CAN MEAN SO MANY

DIFFERENT THINGS.

IS SHE ONLY ONE KIND OF PRETTY?

HER KIND OF PRETTY.

IT'S THE WORDS.

THEY'RE TOO BIG,

TOO BROAD.

TOO AVERAGE.

AND I DON'T THINK

SHE'S AVERAGE, DO YOU?

MOLLIE WAS NEVER AVERAGE.

SO, SHE FITS QUITE

NICELY INTO THE WORDS.

WELL, IT'S TOO EASY

TO LOSE HER IN THEM.

SO, WHAT DO YOU WANT?

BE SPECIFIC.

ABOUT WHAT?

THE WAY THAT SHE WALKS,

HER LAUGH...

THE WAY SHE SMELLS.

ANYTHING.

COME.

SIT.

YOU SPEAK, I LISTEN.

THE WAY SHE WALKS?

YOU REALLY WANT ME TO TALK

ABOUT THE WAY MY SISTER WALKS?

COME ON, PIPER.

I'M NOT GOING TO DO THAT.

I JUST DROVE...

CAN'T WE JUST TALK?

ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE?

SOMETHING LESS...

I DON'T KNOW.

SOMETHING...

PRESENT?

IS-IS THAT THE COMPUTER

YOU USE TO CHAT WITH MOLLIE?

YOU SIT RIGHT THERE WHEN YOU'RE...

YOU DON'T WANT TO TALK

ABOUT YOURSELF, THAT'S FINE. REALLY.

BUT THAT'S THE ONLY

REASON I'M HERE.

I MEAN, WE COULD

TALK ABOUT ME.

IF YOU'D LIKE.

BORN IN ARLINGTON OUTSIDE D.C.

IN THE SUBURBS.

STUDIED AT GEORGETOWN...

MARRIED, NO KIDS.

OUR PARENTS LIVE 30 MINUTES

AWAY, I HARDLY EVER SEE THEM.

ONE CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH...

PITY.

MOLLIE WALKED ON HER TOES.

LIKE-LIKE HER HEEL

NEVER TOUCHED THE FLOOR.

AND WITH A LITTLE BOUNCE

AT EACH STEP.

I THINK IT CAME FROM DANCING.

SHE WAS A DANCER

WHEN SHE WAS YOUNGER.

BALLET MOSTLY.

SHE WANTED TO DANCE

PROFESSIONALLY,

BUT EVERYONE SAID THAT SHE

GREW OUT OF THE BODY FOR IT.

SHE WAS ALSO IN A LOT OF...

PAIN BECAUSE OF THE STRESS

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