Edmond Page #5

No problem.

I'm on my way into this mission.

This man tried

to rape me on the train!

Obviously

the woman is mad.

Can I see some

identification, please?

Please, officer,

I-I haven't time.

It's been a long...

I don't have

my wallet on me.

My name is

Gregory Burke.

I live

at 42822nd Street.

I own the building.

I have to... preach.

- You're gonna want to show me some ID.

- I don't have any, I told you.

Well, you're gonna

have to come with me.

Yes, but in one moment.

- Not now. I have to preach.

- Come on.

Please.

You're making a mistake.

Let me go, and I'll-I'll

come with you afterwards.

I swear I will.

I swear it on my life.

There's been, uh,

some sort of a mistake.

I'm an elder

in this church.

Come with me, if you will.

I have to speak.

Look...

- What's that?

- Nothing.

It's a knife.

It's there for self-protection.

What was the knife for?

- For protection.

- From whom?

Everyone.

- You know that it's illegal?

- No.

- It is.

- I'm sorry.

Speaking to that woman in the way

you did is construed as assault.

I never spoke to her.

She identified you as the man

who accosted her last evening.

She is

seriously mistaken.

If she presses charges, you'll

be arraigned for assault.

For speaking to her?

You admit that

you were speaking to her?

I want to

ask you something.

- All right.

- Did you ever kick a dog?

Well, that's what I did.

Man to man,

that's what I did.

I made a simple,

harmless comment to her.

She responded like

a f***ing b*tch!

- Did you try to pick her up?

- Why would I try to pick her up?

- She was an attractive woman.

- She was not an attractive woman.

- You gay?

- What business is that of yours?

- Are you?

- No!

- You married?

- Yes, in fact.

I was going back to my wife.

- You were going back to your wife?

- I was... going home to her.

You said you were going back to her.

What did you mean?

I'd left my wife,

all right?

- You left your wife?

- Yes.

Why?

I was bored.

Didn't that ever

happen to you?

- And why did you lie to the officer?

- What officer?

Who picked you up. There's no Gregory

Burke at the address you gave.

You didn't give him

your right name.

- I was embarrassed.

- Why?

- I didn't have my wallet.

- Why?

- I'd left it at home.

- Why did that embarrass you?

I don't know!

I have had no sleep!

I just want to go home!

I am a solid...

Look,

my name is

Edmond Burke.

I live

at 485 West 79th Street.

I work at Stearns

& Harrington.

I had a tiff with my wife.

I went out on the town.

I've learned my lesson.

Believe me. I just want to go home.

Whatever I've done,

I'll make right.

All right?

All right?

These things happen,

and then they're done.

When you stopped me,

I was going to church.

I've been... unwell.

I confess to you,

I've...

been confused, but...

I've learned my lesson,

I'm ready to go home.

Why'd you kill

that girl?

What girl?

That girl you killed.

- How's everything?

- Fine.

- I'm all right too.

- Oh, good.

You wanna tell me

you're mad at me or something?

Did you kill that girl

in her apartment?

Yes. But I want to

tell you something.

I didn't mean to.

But you wanna hear something funny?

Now, don't laugh.

I think I just had

too much coffee.

I'll tell you

something else.

I think there are just too many people

in the world.

I think that's why

we kill each other.

I-I-I suppose

you're mad at me

for leaving you.

I don't suppose you're,

um, inclined...

or nor do I

think you should be...

to stand by me.

I-I-I understand that.

I'm sure

there are marriages

where the wife would,

or the husband,

if it would go that way.

But, I-I know ours is

not one of that type.

I know you wished

at one point it would.

I wished that too,

at one point.

I know...

I'm sure this is how you feel when

someone near you dies.

You never said the things you wanted

desperately to say.

It would have been

so simple to say them,

but you never did.

- You got the papers?

- Yes.

- Good.

- Oh, yes, I got them.

Anything you need?

Nope.

Can't think of a thing.

You take care now.

You know...

you know... you know...

you know, we can't distinguish

between anxiety and fear.

You know what I mean?

I don't mean fear.

I mean...

I do mean fear.

I don't mean anxiety.

We... when we fear

something,

I think

we wish for it.

Death.

Or burglars.

Don't you think?

I always knew

I would end up here.

Every fear hides a wish.

I think I'm gonna

like it here.

- You do?

- I do. You know why?

It's simple.

That's why I think I am.

You know, I always thought

white people should be in prison.

I know it's the black race

we keep there,

but I always thought white people

should be there. You-you know why?

- Why?

- To be with the black people.

Does that sound

too simple to you?

- No.

- Because we're lonely.

But what I know...

what I know...

I think all this fear,

all this f***ing fear we feel

must hide a wish.

'Cause I don't feel it

since I'm here.

I don't. I think for

the first time in my life.

I think we're like birds. We suspect

when there's going to be an earthquake.

Birds know. They leave

three days earlier.

Birds leave when there's

gonna be an earthquake?

Yes.

And I think,

in our soul, we feel...

we sense

there's going to be...

Uh-huh?

...a cataclysm.

But we cannot flee.

Something tells us,

"Get outta here!"

White people feel that.

You feel that?

Well... but I don't feel it

since I'm here.

So... so... so...

I must be somewhere safe.

Isn't that funny?

No.

- You think that it's not?

- Yes.

Thank you.

- That's all right.

- Huh.

- You want a cigarette?

- No, thank you. Not just now.

That's all right.

- Maybe later.

- Sure.

- Now you know what?

- What?

I think you just

get on my body.

I... yes.

What do you mean?

I think you get

on my body. Now.

- I don't know what that means.

- It means you should suck my dick.

Now, don't you

wanna do that?

No.

Well, you just

do it anyway.

You're joking.

Not at all.

- I don't think I could do that.

- Well, you better try.

Or you're gonna die.

Let's just get this

out the way.

I...

Seriously, we're gonna

be here a long time.

I don't think we want

to start like this.

I'm not gonna

repeat myself.

I'll scream.

If you scream,

you'll offend me,

you gonna die.

Look at my face.

Say I'm foolin'.

L-I-I-I can't.

I can't do...

The motherfuck

you can't, missy!

Right now, missy!

Right now, Jim,

and you'd best be nice.

You don't have to talk.

I don't want to talk.

Are you accustomed

to life in here?

Do you know

what happened to me?

- No.

- I was sodomized.

- Did you report it?

- Yes.

- What did they say?

- "That happens."

I'm sorry

it happened to you.

Thank you.

Are you lonely?

Yes.

Yes.

- I feel so alone.

- Shh.

I'm so... empty.

Maybe you are ready

to be filled.

That's bullshit.

It's bullshit.

It's pious bullshit.

- Is it?

- Yes!

That you are ready to be filled?

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