Haitian Corner Page #2

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I can't. -We're closed.

Open up, or I'll make a

scene. Open this damn gate now!

Sarah!

Hury up. There's a guy asking

for you. -Joseph, what's going on?

Help me, I must get

that guy's address.

Who are you talking about?

Who is he? -Don't

wory, he's my brother.

Tell him to go.

Well, there are several names.

Which one do you want?

This one? He didn't

leave any address.

He was transferring money. -What

do you mean? Who's he sending it to?

Joseph, I'm not allowed to.

Sarah, give me the name, damn it!

Mimose...

Madame Mimose.

What's up, Pete?

You see that guy?

He's been like that for years.

Every day, he gets up, gets

dressed, he packs his things.

To go back to Haiti.

Goes to the travel agency,

asks for the cost of a flight.

Then stays there all day long.

That's how Haitians live here.

Don't you have that

problem? -I have others.

At the parking lot?

The other day in this parking lot,

they found a guy in a big Jaguar.

His head on the steering

wheel, his eyes staring at God.

Man, I wouldn't

have died like that...

You're still writing, Joseph?

Listen to this good

joke you might use.

There's this minister. Like myself.

Who tries to get money

for his congregation.

He finally gets $10. 000

but he wants to keep it.

So he says to them...

What would you choose between:

$500 or be saved by Jesus Christ?

The congregation sings back:

We would choose Jesus,

we would choose Jesus.

What would you choose between:

$1.500 and Jesus Christ?

They sing back:
We

would choose Jesus.

And between $10.500 and Jesus

Christ, what would you choose?

They say:
Give us time to

think, give us time to think.

Is he serious?

No idea...

But who cares?

The guy you were looking for...

Did you find him?

Nothing of importance.

I thought I recognized someone.

You looked so frightened!

Forget about it.

Is that how you deal with it?

I do what I can.

Whatever you say.

Do you love him? -Who? Jean?

Your fianc.

It depends...

Depends on what?

I'm comfortable

with him. He's smart.

He's ambitious.

You used to be more romantic!

You scared me.

Yes, I'm leaving...

See you tomorrow.

Me too...

You know, man... Justin is right.

If a guy really has balls,

he shouldn't stay in New York!

He should go back home to fight.

Take a few guys,

good weapons,

then go back there.

Start a guerilla war and crush them.

Overthrow the government,

and have done with it!

You? -Not me.

I'm too old now. But

10 years ago in Miami...

with Colonel Mira...

Intensive training.

You should have seen it!

At the end, we had a

real good little army.

I should've waited for you.

The problem was... on

the day of departure...

half of the guys did not show up.

The U. S. Coast Guard

captured the rest.

Yeah, forget it, forget it.

Where are you taking

me? Where are we?

I'll turn right but where?

These are factories.

Jews, Puerto Ricans.

There are no Haitians round here.

What are you doing?

Who gave you this address?

OK, let's go to Broadway and

we'll see what's on Broadway.

I hope you know where to go now.

Damn, Joseph, I have things

to do. -I've got to go to work.

I want to help you but we've

driven around for hours now!

This is New York, man. You must

know your way. Broadway is long.

How do you think

we'll find this place?

How will you find the guy in this

madhouse? -What else can I do?

This will be fun, man.

So, what do you want to do now?

I've no more time. I must go.

This one can go on the front page.

We'll do a special

edition for the rest. OK?

Forget the carnival?

No way! We'll use it

in a couple ofweeks.

It'll work just as well.

Anyway, it's better than...

Hegel... can we have a talk?

Right now?

Right now.

OK, come in.

I'm sory about the other day.

Do you have any news?

-What do you mean?

Find anything out?

-You're starting again.

I'm fed up with your stories!

Have you nothing better to do?

We're not in Haiti anymore, man.

After 2 years here,

you still don't get it!

Get a grip on yourself!

I often ask you to work

with us but you refuse.

Joseph, I was always there for you.

I'm your friend.

Forget about that stuff.

It's not helping anyone.

I am beyond that,

Hegel. I have to know.

OK, but don't count on me.

-You mean you don't care?

What I mean is that I

won't help you with this.

What should I do? Forget everything?

Prison... the taste of your piss?

I don't want to forget!

But there are other methods.

You're not alone in this.

Life goes on. -You know what...

How are you, Joseph?

How do you feel now? -Fine, thanks.

Do you want to talk

to us now? -Yes. -Good.

I'd like the names of your friends.

The ones who are writing

political pamphlets. -I don't know.

The pamphlets? -I have no idea.

Do you know Mr. Gutenberg?

Everyone knows him.

You were seen several times leaving

Gutenberg's place with 3 or 4 people.

I don't know anybody. -What do

you mean? I want their names!

You understand?

I am talking to you.

What are their names?

Your accomplices.

It's nobody... I don't know anybody.

I don't know their names.

Joseph, you went to school, right?

You're educated... a poet, a writer.

Now stop playing with me.

Listen.

Who delivers those

pamphlets for you?

I don't understand. I don't know.

You know about those

pamphlets in Port-au-Prince?

A young man like you...

wasting your life with pamphlets.

I am talking to you!

Who are your associates?

I want to know.

Your associates, I said!

Sit down!

Your associates!

Who are they? -I don't know!

You don't understand? Your

associates. I asked you their names.

I don't know what

you are talking about!

Mister Joseph, why

are you here then?

Were you arrested for

no reason? -I don't know.

Don't you speak French?

-Yes, I do! -Answer in French!

Yes, I speak... -Why are you here?

Because... -Why?

The military arrested

me, brought me in!

They don't arrest

people for no reason.

They arrested you for

the pamphlets. Yes? -Yes.

So that's why!

You admit it.

That's why they arrested you!

Yes.

Good. Now I want the names

of those who were with you.

Their names.

You recognize this?

Yes, I do.

You know how to write, don't you?

Do yourself a favor

and write the names.

We spoke to Jrmie.

He gave us some names.

Now I want more from you.

I don't... -Write here.

Are you a poet or not?

You still haven't written anything?

I'll write, I'll write!

What's the matter?

I'll write.

Listen Joseph. Would

you like a beer?

Would you like one?

A beer?

Here.

You don't want it? The

gentleman doesn't drink beer.

Poets don't drink, do they?

They write pamphlets.

Want some now?

Everything's all right now, isn't

it? Let's drink. So I won't have...

to upset you anymore.

Still not written anything?

I'll write them down now.

You want to now? -I'll

write them down now.

I've been asking you all

the time. Now you want to.

Give me that!

For the last time...

give me the names.

The names of your accomplices!

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