Gia Page #7

- I'm freaking out of here!

You get the money.

I'm gonna get mine.

It's gonna be all right.

What are you doing here?

I'm gonna take you home, baby.

She wouldn't let anybody see her...

but I went anyway.

I saw her once.

But I did see her.

- I don't think she knew it was me.

- No more than five minutes, okay?

I couldn't help thinking to myself,

"My God, she's just a kid. "

I blame myself, you know?

I mean, these are children.

No matter how screwed up

our lives may be...

we've got to take care

of our children.

She knew she was dying.

She said she wanted

to do it right.

She wanted

to get a video camera...

and do this thing...

where she talked to kids

about drugs.

She wanted to tell kids...

that you can handle it.

You can handle anything

that comes your way.

But we never got the camera.

You do be the prettiest,

prettiest girl.

You do be that.

Do I?

Do I be the prettiest?

Do you forgive me, Kathleen?

Oh, honey.

Oh, yeah.

Of course I do.

Because I forgive you too.

Oh, baby.

What's this?

What is it?

Oh, my God.

Nurse?

Where are you going, Mom?

Mom?

Where you going?

She died around

They tried to pick her-

They tried to pick her

up off the bed, and she-

The flesh just fell off her back.

It just fell off.

You don't want

to hear about that.

Okay, what else?

This is it.

This is what I was looking for.

"And the people said...

'Oh, she's not beautiful at all. '

And they took her from

the beautiful house...

and they drove her

into the street.

And she went away...

and she never came back.

And soon,

people became hungry again...

and they went back into

the beautiful house...

looking for gold,

but there was no one there. "

They say she knew.

She really knew.

She knew the whole story.

We found an undertaker,

and it was hard, believe me.

You know, because of the AIDS.

I didn't want people

to remember her like that...

because I didn't want people

to see her like that.

I wanted them to remember her

as beautiful...

because that's what

she really was.

Life and death...

energy and peace.

If I stop today,

it was still worth it.

Even the terrible mistakes

that I have made...

and would have unmade

if I could.

The pains that have burned me

and scarred my soul.

It was worth it...

for having been allowed

to walk where I've walked...

which was to hell on Earth...

heaven on Earth...

back again, into, under...

far in between, through it...

in it and above.

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