Midnight Son Page #2

in the back there.

That's a nice jacket.

I remember when I was at work

you had to wear a uniform.

Jesus, was that thing uncomfortable.

Do you ever take that off

when you're on duty?

No, why do you ask?

Just...

following up a lead.

One of our eye witnesses

said they saw a guy...

with a dark coat running around

with some kind of logo on it.

So you're sure there's

nothing you could think of?

No, I wish I could help,

but I didn't see anything.

Listen, if you remember anything...

just give me a call.

Yeah, I will.

Thanks.

- Hello.

- Hi, it's Mary.

I showed your painting to a friend

of mine who owns a gallery.

What?

She said you're really talented.

You're kidding.

No. This is real it's a

great opportunity for us.

Us?

Well, she says if your paintings sell, then

I get a finder's fee? Because I found you?

I think you're sitting on a gold mine

here and you don't even know it.

- Oh yeah? How much?

- Thousands...

Per painting.

Don't doubt me, man.

I'll change your life.

Okay.

Okay.

She wants to see some of

your best. How about I come over...

tomorrow night and

we pick a few to show her?

This one for sure.

What would you call it?

I don't know this...

This one's really old.

Here... let me see it.

Wait... wait!

- My eyes? Are they?

- They look fine.

They're okay.

You're okay.

Ow!

I'm sorry.

No...

No, it's fine, it's just...

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Hey.

It's alright.

Hey.

I don't want to hurt you.

I'm fine, I'm fine. Okay?

You don't understand I'm not normal.

- I want to be with you. But I'm afraid...

- That you're going to hurt me?

I understand.

Wait!

Where's the gallery again?

Santa Monica?

Okay.

Okay.

Bye.

You're going to have to sign in real quick.

What's the problem?

Sorry, everyone's gotta

to sign in after hours.

Give me a break here, okay?

- It's a new f***ing day.

- I work the night shift.

- Whatever.

- Sir!

Hey, stop!

I'd like to include all of these in

the showing I have on Saturday.

- Can you believe that?

- No, it's happening so fast.

- She's amazing.

- She is.

Don't.

I got fired today.

That sucks. Is that what

you wanted to talk about?

No... I...

just want to apologize

for being such an ass hole.

- Hey?

- What?

What was that sh*t you were

drinking the other night?

What?

You know, you said it was medicine.

What's it for?

You know, maybe we

should just be friends.

Sure.

You'll get your finder's fee.

So, I'll see you later.

Hello?

Can anyone hear me?

Can someone open the door, please.

Sh*t!

Hi. I'm sorry for making so much

noise out here I just...

- Is Marcus working tonight?

- Let me see if he's here.

Thanks. It's really important.

It's an emergency.

- OK?

- Okay. Let me see if he's here...

Thank you.

I appreciate it.

What the f*** are you doing, huh?

I'm sorry. I need...

Shut the f*** up you piece of

sh*t. You want to ruin everything?

Huh?

Meet me at Southward

Avenue in two hours.

F***ing a**hole.

And don't come back!

Russell, southside alley.

Yeah, man.

Not the front, the alley.

Yeah, now.

What the f***, man!

Dude, this built like through

the drive-through? Huh?

So what now?

F***!

- Can't do nothing for you 'til next week.

- No.

You got to see yourself, kid.

After that little show

there for nurse Ratshit,...

I've got to be in my best

behaviour for at least a week.

I'll pay double.

Take it. There's got to

be something you can do.

We tried that sh*t, remember?

You didn't appreciate my creativity.

Sh*t!

You know, you are one f***ed up

mother f***er, man.

- Yeah, F*** you!

- What?

What did you say to me, b*tch?

F*** you say?

Call my brother.

Here.

I'm sick.

I have some kind of disease.

What is it?

I don't know.

I think it's...

Talk to me.

It's anemia.

Anemia?

That's a... that's a blood thing, right?

Yeah, it's a blood thing.

So that's what the medicine was for?

Is it serious?

Yeah.

Why didn't you want to tell me?

It's just too much.

I'm such a freak.

Hey...

I'm strong than you think.

Promise me you'll see a doctor, okay?

- Okay.

- I mean it.

I will.

I don't want to go in there.

Seriously?

F*** it then.

We'll have our own party.

Get up.

Get up!

Move.

Move!

No, no, you stay. You move.

Where's my brother?

I don't know.

- Did you kill him?

- You know this guy?

Shut up!

- Please let her go.

- Answer my question!

No!

You want to help her, huh?

You start talking.

Just go.

Leave!

Sh*t!

How did...?

Let me get this straight.

This guy shot your girlfriend at

point blank range... but she's okay.

You think you killed his brother,

but don't know where his body is.

The only thing you're absolutely

sure about, is that you killed her.

Yes.

Look...

You're a nice kid.

You got no record...

No bad raps, nothing. It's like...

- It's like you don't even exist.

- I did it.

Okay.

- What did you do to her?

- You guys have the body, right? - Yeah...

We have the body.

How did you kill her?

Okay, the truth is,

I don't remember exactly.

- So, how do you know you did it?

- I can't explain it, but I know it was me.

- Wait, you're not going to arrest me?

- No. No, I'm not.

But I am going to check

on your girlfriend.

If you want to help her,

you'll arrest me.

There's no evidence and you can't

remember what you did.

Most people who confess

to a crime can't tell the...

cops anything about it

because they didn't do it.

Come back when you

remember what happened.

Stop!

She was burned?

- Go home.

- After sunrise?

What are you doing?

Promise me you won't leave this room.

What?

You have to stay in here.

Why?

I may have infected you.

I don't believe you.

Hey!

- You have to stay in here!

- Don't yell at me.

- I'm sorry.

- What's wrong with you?

Just...

Just promise me you're

going to stay in here.

Where are you going?

Did you kill that kid's brother?

He's dry, man.

I ain't so pretty no more, am I?

I have you to thank for that.

Old fart.

Didn't last very long.

You hungry?

You know, I was really

pissed off at you, man.

There's nothing worse

than waking up in the...

middle of nowhere with

half of your face on fire.

But I got over it.

Once I had my first taste,

I got over it real fast.

Want some?

You got to drop the morals, kid.

You ain't gonna survive with that baggage.

You're already damned anyway.

Pull over, Russell.

Look at them all.

Think they're happy?

Most of them are probably

staring at the tail lights in

front of them wondering

what the hell it's all about.

Why are they even here.

I saw it every day in that hospital.

A part of me wanted to help, but...

nothing did it for me.

Now there is.

It's going to be my fault.

What are you going to do, huh?

You going to stop me?

You know too many of my secrets, boy.

Now, you go and change your tune.

Or we going to have a problem.

Okay, okay.

That's what I'm talking about.

Look, man...

I don't want to fight you.

We all alone in this world.

Me and you.

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