Death and the Maiden Page #3

I hate this.

All these f***ing things

don't work!

Hey, come on, man, take it easy.

I hate this house.

It's like her.

We're both too f***ed up...

to know what to think

about anything anymore.

Let's get some sleep.

What a disaster I've made

of your life.

Not my life. Just one night.

I know I shouldn't really

say this...

'cause you're feeling

so terrible...

but I'm enjoying myself.

She'll be back in the morning.

You'll see.

Then you'll have a headache.

And it won't just be the booze.

Well, at least

we became friends tonight.

We sure did.

Oh, God, I'm drunk.

Let me show you the spare room.

No, no, no. I'll be all right.

- You sure?

- Sure.

Why?

Shut up, b*tch.

Dr. Roberto Miranda.

So that's your name.

I've waited so long to be...

properly introduced.

Keep still, motherf***er!

You know,

I thought you'd be bigger.

I had a friend at school

named Miranda.

Anita Miranda.

They were from St. Esteban.

Maybe you're related.

They were

a very respectable family.

Many of them were doctors.

Do you know Anita?

That's right.

That was my tactic, too.

Admit nothing.

Well, Anita and I,

we were going to be doctors...

just like you.

You don't recognize me.

Well, why should you?

It's been forever.

My hair was different then.

Very light brunette.

Almost red.

Very long.

I'm not surprised.

What time didn't change, I have.

I didn't want you

to recognize me.

I didn't want to recognize me.

Still don't know?

I'm hurt.

But I was touched...

when I found this in your car.

Let's listen to it.

For old time's sake.

Out here, my love.

I didn't get my diploma

when I was released.

I didn't go back to school.

You can guess why.

Shouldn't require

much imagination on your part.

Look at me!

Luckily, Gerardo was waiting.

Well, I shouldn't say

waiting, exactly.

But let's just say

he still loved me...

so I didn't have to go back.

You know how long it's been...

since I listened

to this quartet?

If it's on the radio,

I turn it off.

Once, I ran out of

a dinner party just to get away.

It made me sick...

physically sick, to hear it.

But it's time for me

to reclaim my Schubert...

my favorite composer.

And to think I threw out

my entire collection.

Don't touch him!

- What is this?

- It's a miracle.

He's delivered himself like

a surprise Christmas present.

- What's going on?

- It's him.

- Who?

- The doctor.

The doctor who played

"Death and the Maiden."

- The doctor who...

- Yes. It's him.

You were blindfolded.

- The voice.

- His voice? That's it?

- That's it.

- That's it?

That's enough for me.

Paulie, you're ill.

- I'm not ill.

- You're ill.

All right, but I can be ill

and recognize a voice.

Jesus f***ing Christ!

Are you trying to kill me?

It's him.

I'm telling you, it's him.

Your memory of a voice

doesn't prove anything.

His voice, his laugh...

his favorite phrases.

I would recognize him anywhere

from his pet phrases.

It may be a teeny-weeny thing,

but that's the real, real truth.

- Paulie, this isn't funny.

- No, it isn't funny... not a bit.

He's bleeding.

Want me to clean you up, Doctor?

My angel of mercy?

"She can take more.

"Give the b*tch

another five volts.

"Her sweet c*nt is still wet."

Paulie, this is about me.

You're angry with me.

About you?

I knew you were vain, Gerardo.

You're angry because

I ignored your feelings...

because I said yes

to the commission.

I know his smell.

Remember that? Remember?

You like my love bites.

You told me so.

You hungry, b*tch?

You want some meat?

I'll give you some meat.

I'll give you

a big, fat sausage.

Christ, Paulina.

That's how

your new buddy talked to me.

This has got to stop.

Even if he is guilty, you can't

torture him like this.

Torture? Head

of the president's commission...

you call this torture?

You know so little

about your subject.

Give me the gun.

As you would say... I'm sorry.

While you're holding the gun,

we have nothing to discuss.

The minute I give up the gun,

all discussion will end.

Paulina, please.

Stop saying my name

as if I'm a child.

You're behaving like a child,

as if there are no consequences.

What you're doing

will destroy any hope...

of exposing the real criminals.

He is the real criminal.

Listen to me.

I'm in no hurry. I'm listening.

What revolted me most

about the old regime...

You can call them fascists.

I won't tell the press.

Let me finish!

What revolted me was that

they ignored the evidence...

and never allowed the accused

to defend themselves.

No matter how sure you are...

no matter how terrible

the accusations...

he has the right

to defend himself.

But I have no intention of

denying him that right, Gerardo.

I'll give him a chance

to defend himself.

What are you talking about?

He's tied to a chair.

Look who I've gotten

to be his attorney...

one of the most talented

in the nation...

a future Minister of Justice,

no less.

If only I had been

that well-represented.

Don't you agree,

Gerardo Escobar, Esquire?

He has a better chance

to defend himself than I did.

Go ahead.

Take off his gag.

Consult your client...

and prepare his defense.

It's OK. I'll handle it.

- Move away.

- Let me untie his hands.

Move away, or I'll kill him.

Water.

Get him some water, Gerardo.

There's a mike built into this.

At least that's what the man

in the store told me.

I want everything on the record,

scrupulously recorded.

Little did I know

how handy this would be.

Nothing like cold water,

huh, Doctor?

- Beats drinking your piss.

- You have to stop her.

Move away from him.

This is unforgivable.

Hold it. Everyone be quiet.

It's working.

We already have a statement

from the good doctor.

He tells us tying a person up...

and preventing him from speaking

is unforgivable.

You know what, Doctor?

I agree.

It is unforgivable.

Please.

Proceed with your statement.

I don't know you.

I've never seen you before.

I don't know what it is

you think I've done.

Obviously, she's insane.

She's not responsible

for what she does...

but you're a lawyer.

If you don't stop this,

you're an accomplice...

and you'll pay the price.

- You threatening?

- I'm not.

Yes, you were.

Let me make this clear.

The time for people like you

making threats is over.

Out there maybe you bastards

are still running things...

but in here... in here...

I'm in charge!

Understand? Me.

Is that clear?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it as a threat.

It's OK. He's not resisting.

Hear him out.

Quick! Get it!

Get the gun!

You didn't do anything.

You just stood there.

Of course he just stood there.

He's the law.

My God.

This is some kind of game.

You're part of it.

Paulina, I beg of you.

Tie his legs.

He's OK like that.

Tie his legs and do a good job.

Use the green rope.

I don't know who she is.

I don't even know

what she thinks I've done.

You want to hear the charges?

I accuse Dr. Roberto Miranda...

of overseeing and approving

systematic beatings...

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