Death and the Maiden Page #2

How? On your bike?

You have no car.

I couldn't call,

and you needed the tire.

I'm really sorry for

what I've done to your weekend.

Stop that.

You're being nice...

but it isn't necessary

to keep apologizing.

I'm all alone.

My wife took the kids

to her mother's.

The house is so empty...

I probably wouldn't

be able to sleep.

Want to know the truth...

the real, real truth?

Truth is, I'm a fan of yours.

I was so stunned

when you introduced yourself...

I couldn't say anything.

On the way home,

I heard the news on the radio.

I'm thrilled to meet you.

On the radio?

What did you hear?

About you and the commission.

You're doing

the most important work.

I couldn't resist the temptation

to come tell you.

What exactly did you hear?

You're going to chair

the commission.

That's not supposed

to be announced.

Oh, well...

I wouldn't worry.

They said it was rumors.

Leaks, I guess.

This was on the news?

I followed your career

ever since you petitioned...

on behalf

of the missing prisoners in...

Anyway, I just want to tell you

what a thrill.

A real thrill... a mud bath

and a sleepless night.

No, no. I'm serious.

With you on the commission...

there's a real chance

for our country.

Well, I hope

we can do some good.

I'm sure you will.

So you see,

I'm glad to be of use.

I had an ulterior motive.

Sir.

Listen...

this time,

you have to have a drink.

I can't send you into the dark

and stormy night...

without some reward.

- I shouldn't. It's late.

- Just one drink.

I'm afraid

my wife's already in bed so...

Oh, sh*t. I woke her, too.

No, she's still awake.

I have to turn my lights off.

To tell you the truth...

she gets a little nervous

because of the bad old days.

We both used to get

pretty freaked...

by that knock on the door

in the night.

Oh, God. I should've left

the tire and gone quietly.

No. You just taught me

a very valuable lesson.

Please, sit down.

In a democracy, the midnight

knock can be friendly.

- Want a whiskey?

- A teeny-weeny drop.

More than just a drop.

I'm just going to go check

on Paulina.

Excuse me.

Are you asleep?

- I'm very tired.

- What?

I'm almost asleep.

Come out and say

a quick hello. He's harmless.

Are you too tired?

Must be

from listening to the news.

What?

Never mind.

I'm afraid

my wife's almost asleep...

but she sends her thanks

and apologies.

- I know I must seem ridiculous.

- Why ridiculous?

I am ridiculous,

especially when my wife's away.

She would've told me

to go to bed.

"Bring it in the morning.

"You'll wake those poor people,

scare them half to death.

"You think Escobar's

a great man.

"Don't give him a heart attack."

I suspect we're all lost

without our wives.

You must be excited

about the committee.

Now I know who's running it,

I'm very optimistic.

Yeah, I am pretty optimistic

despite my being on it.

You're modest, too.

That doesn't surprise me.

Don't you think this could be

a real turning point?

It's a step

in the right direction.

Even though we can't put

those bastards on trial...

because they gave themselves

amnesty...

we can make their names public.

A ground rule is the names

aren't going to be made public.

Really? It doesn't matter.

The names will leak out.

Their kids will know.

They'll ask...

"Is it true you did

those horrible things?"

Those fucks will have to face

their own flesh and blood.

Maybe.

That's a kind of justice.

It's possible, well, likely,

people will get so pissed off...

when they hear

the details of these crimes...

they'll revoke

this bullshit amnesty.

Any move in that direction

is dangerous.

The army has only stepped aside.

They haven't disbanded.

My wife

must be letting in some air.

It's stuffy.

The storm

didn't really cool things off.

I think we're being

too merciful.

I'm for killing

the whole bunch of them.

Really? With all due respect,

I can't agree with you.

Isn't that what

the death squads proved?

Killing doesn't end it

for either side.

Still out.

The president says the army

is very, very unhappy...

making a lot of veiled

and not so veiled threats.

How depressing.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe my idea about the children

learning the truth...

is just a fantasy.

You've taken my point too far.

If you really want to know...

the president told me...

this is between us...

Oh, I won't tell.

Not even my wife.

Especially not your wife.

The president told me...

in actuality, there are hundreds

and hundreds of people...

ready to make statements.

Now, once this begins,

with luck, it could snowball...

and we could know everything.

Jesus. You may be in danger.

- Danger of what?

- Well, you said so yourself.

They're out there.

They have a lot to hide...

and they have the guns.

Stop! That's my car!

God damn it! That's my car!

Sh*t!

I'm such an a**hole.

I'm yelling, "Stop,

that's my car" to a thief.

He's glad it's my car.

That's the whole point.

I'm sorry.

It's probably some kids

out for a joyride.

This time, I really do have

something to apologize for.

My wife took your car.

She went for a tire?

I don't understand.

Where did she go?

She's pissed at me.

Jesus. 'Cause you had a flat?

I thought

my wife was unreasonable.

No, she took money.

Had some in the house.

She took it all.

Well, that's weird.

Well, then, she's a woman.

Why am I surprised?

Is she coming back soon?

Is this a twenty-four-hour deal

or a week or what?

How will I explain this

to my wife?

This has never happened before.

We fight. We have fights,

but she's never...

Oh, sh*t.

I really thought

that she understood.

She's left me.

F*** women.

She'll be back.

Well, that's the bad news.

Oh, come on. You love her.

I didn't think

I'd feel this shitty.

- I thought I'd feel relieved.

- Relieved?

Be careful.

Let me tell you something.

She has not been easy.

She's got a lot of reasons,

but she's crazy.

They all have reasons,

and they're all crazy.

You know what Nietzsche said?

I think it was Nietzsche.

I always say it was Nietzsche.

It's probably Freud.

I mean, he said everything.

If it's quotable,

it's probably Freud.

You're very funny

when you're grief-stricken.

That's the only way to suffer.

What did Nietzsche say,

or whoever else?

Whoever said...

"We can never entirely possess

the female soul."

I don't know

what the f*** that means.

Sure, you do.

You go insane wanting them.

It doesn't matter

what it costs you.

You pay the price...

but you still don't get

what you expect.

What do we expect?

- Approval.

- What do we get?

No. Don't tell me.

I know, I know.

Guilt.

- Guilt?

- Right.

Boy, that's interesting.

We each get

something different.

Each man gets the very thing to

keep him coming back for more.

Guilt.

And you?

Me, I get my balls cut off.

Your balls? That's what

keeps you coming back?

Sure. I want them back.

- Did you hear the phone?

- No. It's not working.

Sure?

Should be fixed by now.

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