Apartment 4E Page #6

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RIGHT WHERE I WANT TO BE.

CHAINED TO THIS F***ING BED.

AND STILL DON' HAVE THE ANSWERS.

I STILL DON'T KNOW WHA OR HOW TO SAY THIS.

YOU THINK I HAVEN'T STEPPED

TO THE EDGE OF THAT PLATFORM,

AND THOUGHT OF WHA IT MUST HAVE FELT LIKE?

JUMP OR FALL-

WHAT F***ING DIFFERENCE

DOES IT MAKE?

SHE'S STILL GONE.

HOW IS IT GOOD TO BE DEAD,

PIPER?

ISN'T THAT WHAT KENYON WROTE?

HOW...

YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO

HELP ME FIGURE THIS OUT.

BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND

ANY MORE THAN I DO.

JUST TELL ME MOLLIE'S OKAY.

MOLLIE'S DEAD.

I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO SAY IT.

I WAS SCARED...

AFRAID...

I THOUGHT BY-BY

TELLING YOU THAT...

IT WOULD JUS MAKE THINGS HARDER.

WORSE.

I WAS AFRAID...

I'M SORRY.

WHY DID YOU COME?

YOU DIDN'T ANSWER.

DIDN'T ANSWER?

HER MESSAGE.

HER LAST MESSAGE-

YOU DIDN'T ANSWER.

THAT'S WHY SHE SENT YOU?

THAT'S WHY I CAME.

DID SHE TELL YOU TO COME?

( sighs )

I DON'T- I DON'T KNOW.

YOU ARE A CURSE!

I'M SORRY.

DON'T YOU SORRY.

I AM.

ONE CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH PITY.

IF-IF WE CAN JUS GET THESE OFF.

ISN'T THERE ANYONE WE CAN CALL,

PIPER?

THE SOONER WE CAN

GET THESE OFF,

THE SOONER I CAN

LEAVE YOU IN PEACE.

THERE'S NO PEACE.

THERE'LL NEVER BE ANY PEACE.

LEAVE YOU ALONE, THEN.

I'M ALONE NOW.

WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME?

ABOUT MOLLIE?

WERE YOU EVER GOING TO?

THERE WAS NO PLAN.

I DIDN'T KNOW WHA I WAS GOING TO SAY.

YOU NEEDED HER.

SHE COULDN'T COME,

SO I CAME.

SO, YOU JUS HOPPED IN A CAR,

AND DROVE OVER HERE.

YES.

YOU FIND OU YOUR EX-WIFE IS DEAD,

AND THE FIRST THING

YOU DO IS COME SEE ME.

IT SEEMED IMPORTANT.

AND THEN, YOU DON'T EVEN

TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED.

THAT'S NOT WHY I CAME.

SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE FIRST THING

OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.

IT... IT WOULD HAVE

JUST MADE THINGS HARDER.

WHEN DID SHE-

WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?

WHEN DID IT...

( muttering )

WHEN DID IT HAPPEN.

HOLD ON, PIPER.

HOLD ON.

SHE SENT THIS FIVE DAYS AGO.

FIVE DAYS AGO.

AND WHAT?

WHAT...

WHAT SHE JUST... DIES.

( muttering )

SHE'S JUST GONE.

DON'T TELL ME SHE'S JUST GONE!

PIPER,

WE'VE GOT TO CALL SOMEONE.

WE'VE GOT TO GET THESE OFF,

I CAN'T STAY HERE.

DON'T YOU SEE THIS HURTS!

GOOD!

WHEN DID IT HAPPEN?

WHERE ARE THE KEYS?

F***!

THE POLICE.

NOBODY'S CALLING THE POLICE.

THE POLICE SAID:

THAT SHE FELL...

THAT SHE FELL:

FROM THE PLATFORM.

DID SHE?

WHAT? FALL?

I DON'T KNOW.

DID SHE?

YOU THINK SHE JUMPED?

IT DOESN'T F***ING MATTER,

IF SHE JUMPED:

OR IF SHE FELL,

OR F***ING FLEW AWAY

UP INTO THE SKY.

MOLLIE?

MOLLIE JUMPED?

I DESERVE AN ANSWER.

I DESERVE AN EXPLANATION.

I DESERVE F***ING

ACCOUNTABILITY.

YOU DON'T JUST DO THAT!

YOU DON'T JUST F***ING...

LEAVE. JUMP. LIKE THAT.

SHE WOULDN'T. SHE-SHE-SHE-SHE

WOULDN'T WITHOUT TELLING ME.

WITHOUT TELLING ME...

SOMETHING.

I DESERVE SOME CLARITY.

ALL THIS TIME I DIDN'T KNOW.

I DESERVE MORE THAN

SOME BULLSHIT POETRY.

I DESERVE AN ANSWER.

THERE ARE NO ANSWERS.

WHY? WHY DID SHE DO IT?

THERE ARE ONLY QUESTIONS.

IS IT- IS IT THAT BOOK?

CONSTANCE?

IS IT-IS IT IN THERE?

HMM. SEE?

WHAT IS IT ABOU THOSE WORDS?

POEMS? WHAT?

WHAT IS IT ABOUT THAT?

THIS IT'S THE WORDS THAT KILL US?

I- I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK.

I DON'T KNOW.

MAYBE IT'S THE WORDS

THAT'D SAVED HER.

WHAT? HOW-HOW

WOULD THAT SAVE...

HOW-HOW WOULD

THE WORDS SAVE HER?

HOW WOULD THE WORDS

SAVE HER?

HOW-HOW WOULD

THE WORDS SAVE HER?

SAVED ME.

FROM WHAT?

FROM WHATEVER WAS CHASING HER.

WHATEVER WOULDN'T...

LET HER REST.

THE WHORES AT SODOM.

BUT THEY DIDN'T SAVE HER, PIPER.

SHE'S DEAD.

SHE'S SAFE.

SHE'S DEAD!

IS THERE A DIFFERENCE?

WHAT?

THE DIFFERENCE...

THE SAME DIFFERENCE THA KEEPS YOU FROM DOING IT YOURSELF,

ISN'T IT?

ISN'T THAT WHY I'M HERE?

ISN'T THAT WHY I'M HERE?

TO MAKE SURE...

TO MAKE SURE:

SOMEONE WOULD NOTICE.

I MEAN, WHAT WOULD BE THE POINT,

IF NO ONE WOULD CARE?

THERE'S NO POINT.

NO. THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE

BETWEEN YOU AND HER.

MOLLIE DIDN'T HAVE TO WONDER

IF SOMEONE WOULD CARE.

SHE KNEW THAT I LOVED HER,

SHE KNEW THAT I...

THAT IT WOULD DESTROY ME,

AND SHE...

SHE JUST DID IT ANYWAY.

IT HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU.

IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH ME.

IT HAD EVERYTHING

TO DO WITH HER!

HER.

HER... WHAT-WHAT DIFFERENCE

DOES IT MAKE TO HER?

SHE DOESN'T GET TO FEEL ANYTHING.

I'M THE ONE-

I'M THE ONE LEFT TO FEEL AND HURT,

AND THINK ABOUT AND SECOND GUESS

EVERY SINGLE THING

I EVER SAID TO HER,

OR DID TO HER.

AS IF YOU WERE:

THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE,

SUCH ARROGANCE.

( mocking )

"TO FEEL AND TO HURT,

AND TO SECOND GUESS

EVERY THING THAT I EVER DID."

YOU THINK YOU'RE

THE ONLY THAT LOVED HER?

THE ONLY ONE THAT SHE LOVED?

HMM?!

PIPER, THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU.

( crying )

YOU DIDN'T COME HERE FOR ME.

OR MOLLIE.

YOU CAME HERE FOR YOU!

NO. I CAME HERE,

BECAUSE MOLLIE TOLD ME ABOUT THE GUN.

AND SHE TOLD ME ABOUT YOUR FATHER,

AND SHE TOLD ME ABOUT WHAT YOU

WERE PLANNING TO DO TO YOURSELF-

WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE TO YOU?!

I WANTED TO... HELP.

I WANTED TO... REACH OUT.

YOU WANTED TO KNOW WHY

SOMEONE LIKE ME:

WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

FEAR... OF DEATH...

AWAKENS ME.

SO, WHAT?

THE CRY FOR HELP...

ALL THAT STUFF:

ABOUT YOUR FATHER?

WHAT SOME-SOME KIND OF FIX?

A JOLT? AN EMPTY THREAT?

EMPTY THREAT?

NO. I'VE HAD A GUN TO MY HEAD

SINCE I WAS 10-YEARS-OLD.

I HAVE...

A GUN TO MY HEAD...

SINCE THE LAST TIME I GOT MORE

THAN FOUR HOURS OF SLEEP.

SINCE THE LAST TIME...

I COULD MAINTAIN

A DECENT RELATIONSHIP.

SINCE THE LAST TIME

THE POUNDING...

IN MY HEAD THAT NEVER

EVER GOES AWAY...

STARTED PUSHING EVERY

OTHER THOUGHT OUT.

YOU THINK THAT'S DADDY'S FAULT?

THEN WHY?

IT'S NOT A RHETORICAL QUESTION.

DO YOU THINK THAT'S DADDY'S FAULT?

YOU THINK IT'S THAT SIMPLE?

DO YOU?

SOMETIMES, YES.

SOMETIMES I THINK IT'S

THAT SIMPLE, BUT...

I NEVER WANTED TO BELIEVE

I COULD BE THAT SIMPLE.

TELL ME...

TELL ME EVERYTHING.

I HAVE.

NO... TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED.

( clangs handcuffs )

GET THESE OFF.

I CAN'T.

HOW DID SHE DO IT?

WHAT GOOD WOULD THAT DO?

IS THAT MEASURE?

THE GOOD IT WILL DO?

I WANT TO KNOW HER.

I WANT TO KNOW HER...

THAT'S ALL.

I CAME HOME ONE AFTERNOON,

THE APARTMENT WAS SPOTLESS,

THE KENYON BOOK:

WAS ON THE TABLE,

AND THERE WAS A LETTER

FROM MOLLIE INSIDE.

WHAT WAS IN THE LETTER?

WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE?

NOW, PIPER, GET THESE

F***ING HANDCUFFS OFF ME.

GOD!

FOCUS, JOHN.

FOCUS.

I NEED YOU TO FOCUS.

I CAN'T WITH THESE ON ME.

THEY'RE NOT COMING OFF.

YOU HAVE TO STOP STRUGGLING.

IT ONLY MAKES IT WORSE, ANYWAY.

WHAT WAS IN THE LETTER?

WHAT WAS IN THE LETTER?

IT DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE AT FIRST.

JUST HOW MUCH SHE LOVED ME.

THAT IT WASN'T MY FAULT.

IT WASN'T MY FAULT.

NOTHING HAPPENED.

THERE WAS NO... REASON.

NO ONE'S FAULT.

IT DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.

THEN, SOMEONE AT THE DOOR.

TWO COPS.

TELLING ME MOLLIE HAD FALLEN

FROM THE TRAM PLATFORM.

NOT JUMPED.

BUT THEN IT MADE SENSE.

THE LETTER.

BUT IT DIDN'T MAKE SENSE.

YOU KNOW, HOW COULD

THERE BE NO REASON?

HOW COULD SHE JUST...

THE LETTER...

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