Forgetting the Girl Page #3

It's half unicorn,

half Pegasus.

So it's like a flying horse

with wings and a horn.

I can't even tell you how important the

Pegasus on its own, without a horn,

has been essentially

since I was, like, born.

'Cause when I was a kid,

I had this game called Dark Tower.

It's, like, there's this tower,

and it's called the Dark Tower.

And there's all these things like Brigands...

I think the Brigand is the bad guy.

Then there's this other...

like you have rations.

Oh, yeah. And you go

to the Bazaar.

It spins around,

and I don't know... Jamie.

Could you stop, like... Could you stop

talking, please? For like a second.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

No, don't be sorry.

You just... You make me

nervous, I guess.

There's nothing

to be nervous about.

There isn't?

No. I like you, okay?

Just... with the talking,

please just be calm, okay?

For an exercise.

Because I want to be quiet.

I mean, I really do.

It's like I want my mouth to just die.

But then, like,

all of a sudden, it's back.

It resurrects like Christ,

and then it's like... Jamie!

Please!

I am begging you.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Thank you.

I'll shut up.

She told me how she feels

about you, Kevin.

You might take that

into consideration.

What are you talking about?

Jamie's... very fragile.

I'm not saying

she'd do anything, but...

Just do me a favor

and be nice to her.

Yeah.

Yeah, of course.

Everybody loves him.

He's very talented.

Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet.

Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet!

I'm sorry.

Tweet, tweet.

Tweet, tweet!

In the end,

I did end up forgetting Theresa...

and Doris and Allison

and Sheila and Adrienne...

and... and all of them.

I mean, it's not that

I forgot them literally though.

It's just I made it

so I didn't care anymore.

See? That's a picture

of me not caring.

Ah, anyway, um,

I decided I had to try to remember

more about my sister Nicole,

what happened.

Try to really find

the answer this time,

try to figure out...

why I'm like this.

All right, Ruby.

Are you comfortable?

What do you want me to do?

Well, I just... I want

to record you, okay?

I want to...

I want to record some of your

stories about the old days...

because, uh...

I mean, what happens

when you're gone, right?

I mean,

no one's gonna know what you know.

So, I just want you

to talk, all right?

Just like normal.

Forget that the camera's even here.

What do you want me

to talk about?

Talk about Mom.

Talk about Nicole.

What is it?

Uh, there's someone here.

I didn't have an appointment.

It's not a good time.

I think you should

come out here, Kevin.

- Hi.

- Um, my name is Denise Gilcrest,

and this is my...

this is Mike Haley.

What...

What can I do for you?

Well...

- Adrienne.

- She's my sister.

- You're Kevin Wolfe, right?

- Yeah. Yeah.

- I took these pictures.

- Have you seen her?

Uh, no. I mean, not for a while.

You know.

Why? Is... Is she...

- She's been missing.

- Missing?

- Did you know her?

- Me? No.

No, I just saw her

when we did the pictures.

But you knew her better than that,

didn't you, Kevin?

Yeah. I mean, we went out one night,

um, and then that was it.

I mean, I called her once after that,

and then we saw each other briefly, but...

- Do you remember what day that was?

- Yeah, that was on...

Uh, when was that?

Uh, no, actually I don't

remember exactly.

Well, where did you go?

We went to a diner on 43rd Street,

and then, uh...

Yeah, are you sure

she didn't just take off?

Is that... I mean,

you called her friends and everything?

If she just took off,

she did it with none of her belongings...

no suitcase, no money, nothing.

The detectives think

it's really unlikely, so...

She would have called her sister,

don't you think?

Are the police, like...

Are they helping you guys?

Hardly.

So, can you tell us what you talked

about the last time you saw her?

Um, yeah. Well,

I gave her these pictures, and then, uh...

and then, geez, what did we...

then we talked about, um...

Well, we talked about why she

didn't really wanna see me.

She was breaking up with you?

Ye... Well, I mean,

we had hardly left it at that.

Do you guys want coffee or...

Hmm.

Oh!

You are one sick motherf***er.

Ah, you're just as interested

in these pictures as I am.

Mm-mmm.

No, I like real girls.

Yeah, but even these girls

won't do it...

unless there's a camera there.

It's true.

The camera...

That's what makes all this magic happen.

You do have a point. Which is exactly

why you became a photographer.

So that you could get girls

to do twisted sh*t...

like... that.

I don't take pictures

like this.

What about that one?

- It's not pornographic.

- She's naked.

Yeah, but it's different.

It's completely different.

Oh, yeah. I mean,

if I were you, I would...

I'm not really interested in what their

bodies look like in these pictures.

Would Adrienne do

something like...

that?

No.

See her eyes?

Yeah?

Yeah, like, the way they're flat.

Looks like

she doesn't even care,

like it doesn't even matter.

Yeah.

That's exactly

what I don't like.

When I have a girl

at the studio,

she's, like...

She's doing it for

a whole different reason.

She's looking at the camera in a

completely different way, like...

like she's looking out

at you from the inside.

And you see it.

You see that spark.

You see that life.

Good.

Good. This is really good.

Have you modeled before?

No. I'm an actress.

I mean, I want

to be an actress.

Right. Wolfe Photography.

Hello.

Uh, Kevin's busy right now.

Who is it?

Just some girl.

What girl?

Uh, Beth, her name is.

Beth.

Give me the phone.

Hold on. Kevin wants

to talk to you.

Hold on for one second.

Beth?

Hi!

Beth from the play, right.

Kevin won a, uh,

portrait award in college.

I don't know if you know that.

It's true.

I'm Jamie, by the way.

I've been doing

Kevin's makeup...

Well, not Kevin's makeup because Kevin

doesn't actually wear any makeup,

but makeup for his clients,

you know.

Girls like you...

actresses and models.

You're not a model, are you?

Mm-mmm.

No. Hmm.

Good. I'm so glad

that you called.

Your pitch

was pretty hard to forget.

Remember Beth? Hmm?

Those big, watery eyes.

Her mouth permanently curved

into a half smile.

I'll never forget the day that she

looked me dead in the eye and she said...

Okay.

You will?

What do you wanna see?

Um, I don't know.

Whatever.

Anything that you wanna see.

You can pick it.

Okay. I'll call you.

Later this afternoon,

I'll find something and I'll call you.

Good.

Okay, yeah, call me.

Good.

Okay.

I was

starting to get giddy inside.

Like all of a sudden,

I had another chance.

It was like Adrienne had never happened.

Forget Adrienne!

Just relax.

I knew exactly what

was gonna happen next.

It was gonna be awesome.

Truly, incredibly,

amazingly fantastic.

Easily the greatest romantic

experience of my entire...

f***ing... life.

- You're incredibly blotchy.

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