Heart of Midnight Page #3

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up above the ceiling,

underneath the floorboards.

- Be careful.

- Thank you.

The devil had me

please forgive

forgive

"i beg you, Christ,

have mercy for all my sins. Fletcher."

Hey, Carol.

Yes?

I found a damp patch.

Looks like it's right over your bed.

I think it is a leak in the roof.

I mean, you see?

Let's get out of here.

There's nobody up here, boss.

No, really? I'm amazed.

No, there was someone up there.

Maybe they came down

when we were on the phone.

Look, whatever you think about her,

I'm not crazy.

There was someone up there.

Let's at least search the whole place.

All right.

Come on, Billy.

Right on, baby.

All right, boys.

- Billy.

- Sir?

Billy, come on over here.

Now what about upstairs with the bike?

Well, we have identical brothers.

They look just like us.

You expect me to believe that?

- Yes.

- Yes.

All right, you, pick up your stuff,

hit the road. I catch you around here again

I'm gonna throw you in the pokey,

you understand?

- What's the poker?

- Don't worry about it.

Go ahead, get out of here.

Go ahead, skedaddle, go.

Take them cats too. Get out of here.

Have you seen sharpe yet?

- Yes.

- When?

Yesterday, why?

It doesn't matter.

Look, I'm going to go upstairs.

Thank you for coming over.

Maybe we'll see each other soon?

Sure. Now you take care.

Don't mention it.

Any time. My pleasure.

Psycho.

Do you hear that?

You hear that, you little sh*t?

That's the sound of my gun

above your head.

Sh*t!

Stop or I'll shoot.

Don't miss.

You got one bullet, I got two feet.

How do you keep getting in here?

Some big dumb-looking guy let me in.

- Richard.

- Yeah.

And the door to the apartment is broken.

Looks like it's locked,

but you can push it open with one finger.

Great.

My life is a joke.

- How are you?

- Fine.

Just swell.

I'm sorry about the other day.

I was out of line.

I was gonna call

and invite you out to dinner,

but I thought, there's no restaurant in town

that cooks as well as I do.

So I brought the stuff over.

I thought I'd make you dinner.

Any objections?

When I was 17 my mother remarried.

She got pregnant, she had the kid

and then she and my stepfather

were killed in a car crash.

Now is that good or bad?

Well, I'd say that was bad.

Yes, it was bad.

I had to raise my sister on my own.

I did it.

But if my mother hadn't died,

I wouldn't have learned how to cook.

I learned to cook.

Of course, I'd rather she'd lived.

Jesus god, I'd rather she lived,

but the fact remains

that it's what you make

of the sh*t that counts.

That's all.

You've got to make something of it.

If you survive this,

what'll ever threaten you again?

You look at it like a test.

You understand?

Yes, I do.

I want this to work so badly.

I just don't know if

i can take it much longer, that's all.

Yeah, there's that.

Sometimes...

You just get so worn down by it all.

I guess that's when you need a friend.

Look.

I nearly blinded a man

for making a pass at me

and then I went deaf.

I mean, I went really crazy.

So I know what it's like.

It's pretty terrifying.

And today

I'm hunting things under the floorboards.

What's it gonna be next?

Number one, you're not crazy.

Number two, trust me.

And three?

Things always come in threes.

Number three's a secret.

It's gonna take me

about 15 minutes to get this ready

if you want to change or something.

Yeah.

Why not?

"You're a very strange girl, Carol."

Not so strange.

I like this.

This is good.

Let's go downstairs into my club.

Okay.

So all the walls

are going to be painted pink.

And also, I want some gray.

Some gray in the trim, but maybe like,

a little deep colors.

I mean, really deep and rich but not red.

I'm gonna get rid of all this red.

I hate it.

But something really

warm and rich like burgundy.

But I'll have to talk

to my foreman, you know?

I don't think he likes me.

And I want to find a singer, you know?

I'm just gonna sit down for a second.

But I don't...

But I don't...

I don't know, maybe I'll sing myself.

Where are you taking me, boy?

You'll see. I don't want to ruin the surprise.

Okay.

How are you, honey?

- You're gonna love it, though.

- You having fun?

Yeah. Happy birthday!

- Thank you.

- Come on.

You've got him. Where are you taking me?

- Just come on.

- Sweetheart.

How're you?

- Happy birthday, Fletcher.

- Thank you.

Come here, honey!

Come here.

Oh, god.

No.

Naked, naked, naked.

I don't believe this.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

I'll be here all afternoon.

Look at this.

Oh, god.

Is this it?

Do I pick up the phone and call home?

Ls that what I do?

No. You're just gonna

have to tough it out, kid.

If you want the moon, dear

baby

when did you last see sharpe?

Three days...

A week. I'm not sure.

He cooked me dinner.

Excuse me?

He cooked me dinner.

Are we talking about the same sharpe?

The guy I know is not the cooking sort.

And besides, I don't know how his wife

would feel about him cooking dinners

for lonely young nightclub owners.

What do you think?

- I don't think she'd like it.

- Yeah.

Richard, I'd like to do some painting.

Well...

There's no law against that, little lady.

- Here.

- Thank you.

Sure.

Carol.

I've been trying to get in

to see you for days.

Yeah, I changed the lock.

I decided

i didn't want visits from married men.

- L'm not married.

- Right.

-L'm not even a cop.

- Then you're a liar.

I don't need friends who are liars.

Carol, you have to listen to me.

Please, try to understand this.

I've been in jail.

Your uncle Fletcher sent me to jail

so he could take my sister...

Carol.

Go home.

Leave me alone.

Carol, let me explain.

Is this good or is this bad?

Carol, help me!

I can't.

I can't.

I told you.

Come on, Carol. Come on home.

Come on, honey.

Come on, Carol.

Come on, honey. Come on home.

It's over. It's over.

Jesus.

"Forgive me, father, for I have sinned.

"Rest in peace."

What's the matter?

You still afraid to come out?

...being a bad boy.

Come here. You're being a bad boy, Eric.

Uncle Fletcher?

What do you want?

The kid's room, was that your room?

Did you live here?

With Fletcher?

Fletcher and my brother were partners.

I see.

What?

I said, I see.

No, you don't.

I was the apple of his eye.

I was the apple of Fletcher's eye.

Larry wouldn't have

anything to do with this.

He was in jail.

He didn't even know about it.

And where is he now?

Where is he now?

I think you'd know. He cooked dinner

for you the other night, after all.

Do you like him? I think he likes you.

He's been trying to get me out of here

ever since you arrived.

Why do you think he drugged you?

He was looking for me all night.

Couldn't find me.

To save this pretty little ass, no doubt.

Fletcher wouldn't have

wanted you to do this.

He loved me.

He loved you, all right.

He loved you best when you were two.

But he loved you plenty when you were 10.

He told me all about it. Many times.

Sometimes when he was doing it to me,

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