Cold Souls Page #3

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Yeah.

So, uh, you realize that we have a

week left?

Now I think youre taking it,

uh, a little seriously, Frank.

And relax. We'll be fine.

We just need to focus on act four.

That's all.

Paul, we're out of time.

And I don't understand

what the f*** is going on.

Well-

Frank- Frank, I'm just trying to give

him-

another dimension.

- Another dimension?

- Yeah!

You know, I don't think

that he should always be so passive.

Hmm? So hopeless. It's just-

Why are you looking at me like that,

Frank?

I can't. I can't. I can't do it. I can't.

Um, it's death. It's death inside!

Doctor, um, I'm dry as a bone.

Nothin'. I can't feel a thing. Nothing.

I can't feel anything.

You see. I'm-

I'm about to lose my job.

I can't make love to my wife.

- I wish you'd told me about the side

effects, Doc.

- But we don't know.

- The soul is a mystery.

- Ohh.

Everyone reacts differently-

to the same extent that each soul is

unique.

Soullessness has its own peculiarities.

Now, however, I can offer you an

alternative.

An alternative? What are you talking

about now?

We receive a substantial

number of souls from anonymous

donors-

- from writers, musicians-

- All right...

...poets-

- dancers, painters.

- Mm-hmm.

We also import souls from Russia...

in case you're interested in a Russian

soul.

- You import souls?

- Yes.

Well, at the moment.

The industry isn't quite regulated

yet.

Last time I was here, uh, Doctor...

I believe that I said that

this was completely insane.

Yes, you did.

Now, but may I ask you one

question?

Have you had one dark thought

in the last week?

No.

Have you been able to perform

Vanya

without feeling distressed?

- Yes.

- So it works to a certain extent.

- Doctor!

- One step at a time.

This is not an exact science.

But I will guarantee you one thing.

The moment you get your soul back...

you will feel the unbearable weight

again-

and you will not be able to perform

at all.

Okay. Okay. What should I do?

Pick a soul.

"Brooklyn novelist. Hollywood

screenwriter.

"Brazilian songwriter.

Russian poet."

Russian poet.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Over here.

How much longer do you intend to

do this?

This process is very hard on a system.

Hmm, your residue quota is pretty

high.

You should be attentive. They add

up.

What do you mean, they add up?

The soul fragments condense and

accumulate.

They dont check this in Russia?

You should be careful.

Ah, this is interesting.

Number 738.

That's a great choice. How long?

Oh, uh, two weeks.

Two weeks. I'll inform Dr. Flintstein.

We'll

proceed with the transplant.

- How would you like to pay?

- Credit card?

That'd be great.

Um, I have one question.

Uh, is it male or female?

I can't answer that question.

Oh, God. No, I will not shut up!

Wait. I'm not done.

I havent lived. I haven't lived,

thanks to you.

I have destroyed the best years of my

life!

You are my worst enemy!

- I can't take it! I can't.

- You're nobody!

- If this is your house, keep it.

I don't give a damn about it.

- My life is gone.

I have talent, intelligence, boldness.

I could have been a Schopenhauer.

A Dostoyevsky!

Ah!

I'm-I'm confused. I-

I don't know what I'm saying.

I'm losing it.

Mother.

I'm desperate, Mother.

I'm sorry. Can you stop here?

This "B" train is

making all

local stops to Brighton Beach.

"B" train making all local stops.

That's right!

Nina-

What did you write here?

That's the scientist.

He didn't believe he had a soul.

Next!

Sasha, how many poets' souls

do we have?

Fourteen.

Not enough.

All right...

So the scientist is a poet and...

this one also...

the jellybean.

Boss?

Have you seen it?

Seen what?

It looks like a prune!

Get out!

Next!

We're selling Russian souls

to Americans.

What about selling...

American souls to Russians?

Who wants to buy an American soul?

Well, Oleg...

Sveta, to begin with.

Dont you, honey?

She says to have an American soul...

will help her acting.

She made a list.

Oh!

Kevin Spacey, George Clooney,

Robert Redford, Al Pacino...

Baby...

No actresses?

Why don't you pick

some actresses too?

You guys add some females in there.

How do you expect us to do that?

You'll find a way, Oleg.

Oh, hi, Nina.

Hi.

The first few days were fine.

But-

now I've been sick as a dog:

shaking, cramps, headaches, uh-

Well, your system is rejecting it.

Take these pills. You'll feel much

better.

No.

This is too intense

for me.

This soul needs a much larger life

than mine.

No. I just want my soul back.

I see.

Uh, well, I'm sorry it didnt work

out for you, but-

Is it possible to contact the donor?

- I'm afraid not.

- Why not?

Because it's an anonymous donor.

She had a beautiful soul.

She shouldn't have done it.

I don't think it's wise for you

to be asking questions...

about donors and such.

This is a serious business in Russia-

um, soul trafficking.

Uh-

Uh-

Have you seen this?

It's a chickpea.

It's a pea...

Hmm.

For God's sake.

- A chickpea.

- Hmm.

The shape doesn't mean anything.

It's a beautiful soul.

Does Dimitri know about this?

Get him!

Get him now!

I want him to see

what he does to me!

- I don't want you to worry, Mr.

Giamatti.

- Huh!

This is a simple mistake.

It must have been misplaced.

We're going to find it.

You shouldnt judge by appearances.

Al Pacino won three Oscars.

But it's a chickpea!

This has never happened before. We

probably

shipped it to our New Jersey

warehouse.

Oh, God.

Oh, G-

You do realize that, uh,

this is the end of my career?

Uh, but I don't want you to brood

over it.

We're starting to believe that it may

be

possible to develop a soul from

almost nothing...

- like, uh, a muscle.

- Uh-

And who knows?

After long work and dedication, in

the long run-

What- Oh, oh, what long run?

In the long run, we're all dead.

All I am saying is

that it is possible to develop...

from the five percent of your

remaining soul,

a fully developed one.

Heraclites put it quite eloquently.

He said,

"The soul is its own source of

unfolding."

I don't give a sh*t about Heraclites.

I want my soul.

I just want my soul, the way it was...

with all its imperfections and

darkness and-

We're going to find it, Paul.

Dont you worry.

Do you have any American films

with Paul Giamatti?

Who?

Paul Giamatti. Paul Giamatti.

You're extremely sexy.

You know, unbelievably sexy.

It's so nice to be here with you.

Let's go somewhere and make love.

Paul?

Is there someone else?

No. For Chrissakes, no.

There isn't anyone else.

Well, I'm sorry, but things

have been pretty strange round here

recently.

You smell different.

You feel different.

What am I supposed to do?

Just watch you come in at dawn?

Honey, uh-

Honey.

If I were a different me...

in the same body...

would you still love me?

What are you talking about?

I have, uh, extracted and stored my

soul.

But now, uh...

they've misplaced it.

They dont know where the hell it is.

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