I, Madman Page #4

on what's going on.

I will. I'll call you later.

I'll unpack that stuff tomorrow morning.

Okay?

No, forget about it.

I'll finish it off tonight.

All right.

Okay, I'm gonna go.

I'll call you later.

Okay. Thanks, Mona.

Yeah. Go.

Okay, Joey, the place is secure.

Everyone should be out in four minutes.

Marian...

if you see or hear anything,

anything at all, you let us know.

-We'll be listening on that radio.

-Okay.

The rent-a-cops have all been briefed.

Business as usual.

Good, you understand that?

It's possible he's been watching you

for a few days.

Don't do anything unusual.

What you normally do when you lock up,

do the same tonight.

All right, kids, showtime.

There, almost set.

-You're sure you're okay?

-Yeah.

Here we go.

-Is everybody ready?

-I think I....

-You're sure you want to do this?

-No.

Not particularly, but I'm the only one

who fits the suit.

All right?

Oh, my God, it's really dark down here.

Hello?

Hope you guys can hear me.

Okay, I'm in the microfiche room.

Wait. I think I hear something.

Where is she?

It's footsteps.

There's somebody out in the hall.

-They're coming closer!

-That's it, go!

Richard!

He's in the room.

Richard, he's in the room.

Freeze, police officer!

Coffee?

I'll have a uniform

take you back to my place.

And I'll be there as soon as I can.

What, that's it? You're just gonna give up?

He didn't show up. What can we do?

Listen, Richard, it's gonna happen tonight.

I mean, maybe not here, but somewhere.

If it hasn't happened already.

I mean, you know, there's more than

one library in this city.

Not with cats on the front steps.

Come on, Virginia, we gave it a shot.

It didn't pan out.

We can't stake out every building in the city

with books inside...

based on some cryptic passage

from a 30-year-old novel.

Now go back to my apartment, all right?

We'll talk about it later.

Right, later.

Vmonos, Richie.

You got some sh*t to shovel.

Channing, I want to talk to you. Now.

"Librarian.

"Love-starved swan.

"Passionate lips.

"Lions...

"and cats."

Get off the phone, Mona.

Detective Channing's desk,

Detective Fishman speaking.

Hi, Virginia.

No, he's in with the lieutenant right now.

Sure.

Okay, I'll get it to him. 'Bye.

Fishman. Where you going?

-Important message for Richard.

-Let me see that.

Yes, Richie's nutty girlfriend.

You won't be doing him

any favors by bringing this to him now.

Mona, are you back there?

Mona, I'm sorry.

I knew you'd come, Anna.

It's our wedding day.

No.

Somebody let me out of here!

Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

Stay away from me.

Finally your heart will be mine.

Don't!

Virginia, move away. Back away.

You all right, baby?

-Sweetheart?

-See?

Son of a b*tch!

Head more canine than human.

A scrawny, growling, evil thing.

Conceived much of madness, more of sin.

It lived, it lived!

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