Crimes of Passion Page #7

China blue,

alias joanna crane,

alias peter shayne-

they'll all be saved.

I have to talk to you.

What is it?

The kidswhat's wrong?

Nothing's wrong. L-

i wanna talk to you.

About what?

Didn't you used to have

a funny painting on that wall?

Yeah. Took it down

two years ago.

Now, what's up?

Well, i've been doing

a lot of thinking.

I think i made

a mistake.

I'd like us to-

to give it another try.

Women. I give up.

What do you mean,

"women"?

Who else?

Amy, why?

You love me so much

you can't stand being apart?

Or are you having trouble

getting a plumber?

It's hard

being alone, bobby.

Me in that big bed.

Last night i thought i heard

somebody trying to break in.

I'll rig up

another alarm system.

I don't want another

alarm system. L-

i don't want

the damn hot tub, really.

All i want

is my husband.

You know, the kids really need

a motheranda father.

For what?

To watch 'em

murder each other and...

teach 'em

how to... hate?

How about teaching them

responsibility?

What about letting them

learn it for themselves?

You only learn

if you're taught.

Oh, yeah? We were taught

everything, and we didn't learn sh*t!

I happen to think there are still

a few values left to believe in.

That's great, amy.

You just keep believing.

I can't anymore.

What was so wrong

with the way we lived?

You know what scared me the

most during our whole marriage?

Do you?

It's not the mortgage,

and it's not this shop.

It's just admitting

i was scared!

And letting you

and the kids down.

You've met somebody,

haven't you?

'Course you have.

I can smell her all over you.

Oh, i am so dumb.

Who is she?

One of those swinging singles,

b*obs out to here,

the morals of a b*tch in heat?

It may come

as a shock to you,

but sex is one hell of a way

to show what you feel!

It's no crime

to enjoy it, amy!

It's only a crime...

when you're lyin' about it.

I think you better get yourself

out of that bed of roses...

and remember the responsibility you

have to your wife and your children.

You have to make

a very tough decision,

and i suggest that

you think very hard...

about the things in your life

that really count.

I understand, bobby. It's your family.

If you can't stay, you can't stay.

I'm going to dinner.

That's all.

It doesn't mean

i'm not gonna be back.

No matter what amy says, i can't

go back to that life, not now!

Maybe you better not come back here,

either. What's that supposed to mean?

Maybe in a month or so, you'll start

feeling guilty about leaving the kids.

Maybe i'll start feeling

crowded and trapped.

Maybe you'll start resenting my

past, the time i put in on my work.

You'll want a good meal. I

can't cook. I don't wanna learn.

Why don't you just go,

goddamn it?

You don't know

what it took, bobby-

how long i wanted and i hoped

for somebody to care for,

to let somebody care

for me. I'll be back.

Oh, yeah. You say that. I know that.

But you're just

so f***ing honorable!

Sheila told me a good one

the other day.

She says, uh-

the secretary-

the secretary says to the boss.

"so could i use your dictaphone?"

And

- and he says, "no. Use your finger like everybody else. "

No, you're not! L

- i made a new recipe tonight.

It, uh- it has all

your favorite vegetables in it.

It looks pretty good. Big

deal. Listen, i just got a 12.

Oh, sure.

Uh-huh.

Oh, you know, listen.

Don't, uh-

don't forget it's parents'

night at lisa's school next week.

Well, i was gonna save this

until later, but, uh-

here.

Why don't you go on-

open it.

I found it in the garage.

I bet you forgot

that was still around.

I washed it up and i had to

sew up a couple of places on it,

but here-

put it on.

Oh, i used to get

so turned on with you-

with you in this.

Bobby?

Last rites.

Lovely apartment. What do

you call it, paradise lost?

The reverend's gonna save

you tonight, once and for all.

Who are you,

you son of a b*tch?

Don't fight me. I'm the messenger

of god. I only want to heal you.

Heal thyself,

pimp-sh*t.

You're opposing me, joanna.

You have to trust me. One more game

- the final one.

The one that will

free you forever.

Do i have your trust?

Because we can only play

if i have your trust.

Do i have it?

You are out of your f***ing

gourd. Now listen to me.

I want your trust,

and i'm gonna have it-

ohh.

Now, you will follow

the reverend's orders.

Is that clear?

Good.

Now i believe you'll

find this game unique.

It's one you've never played before and

never will again, so make the most of it.

It's known as

exorcising the demons.

In my calling,

it's the ultimate salvation,

and its ends

are sacrosanct.

With my ecclesiastic gift

plus the grace of god...

and a little help

from superman here,

i shall bestow upon you the

supreme humanitarian blessing...

and give you your freedom.

You, uh- you do

want that, don't you?

I knew you would.

What's the game, reverend?

Sudden death.

Now smile.

Smile, pig!

Why are you

doing this?

Why?

My mission has always

been your salvation,

but you never trusted me;

you refused to see.

But i saw. I looked

at you, and i saw myself.

I saw the same escape,

the same malignancy.

But i know the cure, and i know

how desperately you need it,

and only i can

give it to you.

I want to, joanna.

Why?

Because... it's my gift to you

- freedom.

The only thing

i have left to give.

You refused it once, but

this time you have no choice.

Getting into the part,

my love? I know i am.

Go f*** yourself.

"Go f*** yourself. "

Not a very nice thing

to say to a man of the cloth.

Remember, scumbag, i'm here

for your benefit! Got that?

Healthy-looking plants.

You must water them diligently.

I've always preferred

plastic flowers, myself.

I could never bear

to watch the real ones die.

That's the trouble with

living things, i suppose.

Inevitably, they die.

You've never seen

anyone die, have you?

Certainly not up close.

That swift,

final gasp and then...

absolute silence.

The stillness of the body

as the flesh turns white.

You're terrified right now

because you think of it as death.

But, uh,

think of it

as... freedom.

Forget your troubles

come on, get happy?

You better chase

all your cares away?

Sing hallelujah

come on, get happy?

You're heading

for the judgment day?

The sun is shining

come on, get happy?

Girl, the lord is waiting

to take your hand?

Shout hallelujah

come on, get happy?

You're headin'

for the promised land?

There's somebody

coming by here any minute.

Then let's not

waste any time.

Kill me, joanna. Give my life

value. Give me something to die for.

Save me.

Youareme.

One of us has to die

so the other can live.

Kill me,

you worthless c*nt!

I'm all the men who ever hurt

you, who made you feel like sh*t,

who stole your self-respect

and turned you into china blue.

Kill me. Release the rage.

Get it out! Get even!

Ahh!

Too late.

Take it out.

China blue lives.

Strip, b*tch.

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