Deconstructing Harry Page #9

than to serve in heaven.|That's Milton.

To evil!|lt keeps everything humming.

So you kidnapped Fay?

Yes, l did.

Some women are turned on|by aggressive behavior.

So, if l kidnapped her back?

You, kidnap?

Not your style.|You're not a fun guy.

You're too serious.|Too angry at life.

l got a lot to be angry at.

Who doesn't?

But sooner or later,|you gotta back off.

lt's like Vegas.|You're up, you're down.

But in the end,|the house always wins.

Doesn't mean you|didn't have fun.

No, one thing you're not|is a kidnapper.

Kidnapper!

Listen to me!

Out of my way! Can't you see|you're with a kidnapper!

You're going to have to|come with me.

You're under arrest, Mr. Block

l gotta put the cuffs on you.

-He's about to be honored.|-How can l kidnap my own son?

We got drugs!

Let me go, b*tch!|Let me go!

-Get them in the car.|-Get off me, b*tch!

Can't l be honored,|then arrested?

We can't do that. Sorry.

Kidnapping.

Prostitute in your car|in possession of marijuana.

Possession of an|unlicensed firearm.

l told you about the firearm.|A crazy woman shot at me.

l got it away from her.|l was gonna hand it in.

-l gotta make a phone call.|-You made your call.

Doesn't count. lt was to my|girlfriend's answering service.

-To stop her marrying.|-You also called your sister.

My sister wasn't in.

You called your lawyer.

He was at Canyon Ranch.|l can never get my lawyer!

Can l give you some advice?

You're in deep sh*t.

This time l think|you've really had it.

-lt was your ideato kidnap Hilly.|-lt wasn't my idea.

l made a joke. You don't act|on every impulse.

You gotta tell me the truth.|ls it better being dead?

No, it's not really.|But there's one good thing.

You don't get jury duty.|But you have no options.

lt's not for you.

l'm no good at life.

No, but you write well.

That's different. l can manipulate|characters and plots.

You create your own universe,|nicer than the world we have.

l can't function in this world.|l'm a failure at life.

l don't know. l think you bring|pleasure to a lot of people.

But even that's drying up.

Forthe last months...

l've been unable to come up|with a meaningful idea.

Make peace with your demons...

and your block will pass.

lt sounds so trite...

but l just want to be happy.

To be alive is to be happy.|Take it from me.

Block? Come on.

Some people put up your bail.

My bail?

That's right. This way.

You?

-We got the phone message.|-Came right from our wedding.

-You did?|-We're on our way to our honeymoon.

-You got married?|-You have to ask?

l can't believe it! ln the end|you chose him over me!

-l can't fathom this!|-You'd insult me...

after we ran from the altar|to bail you out.

l know you're claustrophobic.

Plus, you'll get buggered by|every con in the cell block.

You should be in there!

Because you stole her from me.

He did not steal me.

l love him.

l can't fathom this.

l appreciate your coming, but...

why? Why not me?

You told me not to fall in love|with you, so l didn't.

How could you listen to me?|You know l'm crazy!

You were my mentor. That's why.

But you were sleeping|with you mentor.

So? l slept with|my gynecologist.

What has that|got to do with it?

You gonna snorkel down the Amazon|with him when you could've had me?

l'll never be the writer you are.|l know that.

You put art into yourwork.|l put it into my life.

l can make her happier.

l love you.

l do. lt's just that|l'm in love with Larry.

l'm his wife.

l love you too, Harry.|Give us your blessing...

so we can go and enjoy our|honeymoon. Okay?

We'll be in Santa Fe a month.|When we come back...

we'll go out.|We're friends.

He's taking you to the desert|for your honeymoon?

Yeah. You'd never take me|to the desert.

The desert is cactus.

lt's Heela monsters, Gila monsters.|Lizards, is the desert.

-Harry, please!|-Give us your blessing, please?

Give 'em your blessings...

before l throw you back in the|f***ing cell and l bugger you!

l don't know what to say.|l love you.

This guy...

l've loved...

l give up.

-We'll get you home.|-What am l going to say?

Santa Fe you're going to take her?|With the tacos?

What about the honoring ceremony?

We haven't had the ceremony.

The police interrupted.

What, am l dreaming?

Everybody dreams.

Come on!

Professor Clark|has everything planned.

Can l bring Hilly?

lt's your dream.

Stebbins Hall?

Everyone is waiting|to honor you.

After all, you created them.

l love all of you. Really.

You've given me some of the|happiest moments of my life...

You've even saved|my life at times.

And now, you've actually|taught me things.

And l completely grateful.

The author's message is...

"know yourself",|stop kidding yourself.

Accept your limitations|and get on with your life.

lt's amazing. To me...

it's a really|interesting character.

A guy...

who can't function well in life...

but can only function in art.

lt's sad in away and also funny.|Good for a novel.

Your books all seem sad|on the surface.

Which is why l.|like deconstructing them.

Underneath they're happy.|You just don't know it.

l tell you.|l feel like l'm in a dream.

This, for me, is like the best dream|l've had in months.

The happiest dream.

l like it!

A character who's too...

neurotic to function in life...

but can only function in art.

Notes for anovel.

Opening possibility:

Rifkin led a...

fragmented...

disjointed...

existence.

He had long ago come|to this conclusion:

All people know the same truth.

Our lives consist of how|we choose to distort it.

Only his writing was calm...

his writing, whichhad,|in more ways than one...

saved his life.

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