Nightingale Page #5

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It seems so obvious now.

I don't know why

I never thought of it before.

I've been too much

the good son, I suppose,

looking after Mother.

Oh, Well.

I knew it.

Edward, I knew you'd call.

I knew you'd call.

Listen. Listen.

Listen, we have so much to...

No, just hold on. Hold on.

My circumstances have changed again

and I need to leave town,

but... No, no, just listen.

I want you...

I want you to come with, okay?

I'm gonna pick you up in the morning

and we're gonna hit the road

like Thelma and Louise.

Can you imagine the fun we'll have?

We'll wind down the window

and we'll sing into the wind

and we'll... We'll stop at honky-tonks

for lunch and for dinner.

And we'll take turns driving

and we'll go west, west, west

until we find the place where we belong.

A place where nobody knows us

and nobody cares

and where we can just be together.

Just you and me. Just be...

lam, lam listening.

I am... I always listen to you. I...

Edward, why would you...

Edward, don't say...

Don't say that.

Edward? Edward?

"Dear Edward,

"by the time you read this, I will be dead.

"I apologize sincerely

if my recent behavior

"has been an inconvenience

to you and your family.

"That was never my intention,

"but ours has never been

an easy relationship.

"I n the weeks to come,

you may read about me in the newspaper.

"Events have unfolded unexpectedly.

"I pray that you won't

judge me too harshly.

"Please know that I have made

every effort to protect your privacy.

"Our relationship has been precious to me.

"More precious than you can possibly know.

"This is not the resolution

I would've chosen for our friendship,

"but in the words of the hymn,

Farther along we'll know more about it.

Farther along we'll understand why.'

"I have no regrets

"and wish only the best

for you and your family.

"Ours is a sovereign Lord

"and it is not always our

right or our privilege

"to discern His purpose.

"Edward,

"until we meet again

in the presence of our Lord Jesus,

"I bid you farewell."

Who's there?

Peter, it's Robert Beasley.

Robert Beasley from church.

Oh, uh...

What do you want?

My mother sent me over.

She's worried about Lillian.

I said I'd check in on her.

She's not here.

Can I come in for a minute?

I... I said she's not here.

What do you want?

Can I have a glass of water?

No. Can you just go away?

Hey. Hey!

What are you doing?

I need a glass of water!

You can't just come in here!

I'm not leaving 'til I see Lillian!

- I told you she's not here!

- I know that's not true, Peter. Lillian!

Are you crazy?

You're gonna freak out the neighbors!

God have mercy on your soul.

What did you say?

My brother Bobby

died in a car accident in 1981.

I was six years old.

On the day of the funeral,

one of my dress shoes went missing

and Mother was in a terrible uproar.

Vicki eventually found it

under the porch stairs outside.

Mother says I hid it there on purpose.

And I suppose I probably did.

I thought if we didn't get to the funeral,

he wouldn't really be dead.

Bobby was a very special boy,

and Mother did the best she could

under the circumstances.

I never... I never hated her

for what she'd say to me.

I just wanted her to be happy.

So, I joined the army

and I looked so handsome in my uniform.

Everybody said so.

And then I met Edward

and I thought, "She'll love this boy.

"I mean, she will.

"They'll be the best of friends."

I believed that sincerely.

And now I've lost them both.

Hello, Vicki.

No.

She's not here.

It's awfully late.

Yeah. Yeah, I... I understand, Vicki.

I think you should...

I think you should call the police

if that's how you feel.

Can I... Can I tell you something

before we hang up?

I wanted to tell you how much

Mother loved you.

I'm sure I've said things to the contrary

in the last couple of weeks,

but they're untrue.

She loved you very much.

No, no, no, Vicki. Vicki, no.

It's all right, it's all right.

Yeah, I love you, too.

Nothing can ever change that.

Okay.

Bye, Vicki.

Don't worry, it's not loaded.

No one's gonna get hurt.

Well, almost no one.

I imagine they'll burst through the house,

guns drawn.

I am an armed

and dangerous criminal, after all.

This will be my final video.

I wanted to thank you all for watching.

I've been reading your comments

and some of you have been very kind.

Some unkind words have been spoken also.

Nothing I haven't heard before, of course.

I don't know why people say such things.

It makes them feel

a little better for a while, I suppose.

It doesn't matter to me anymore.

I know where I'm going.

They're finally here.

Yep.

They see me.

They see the gun.

Yep.

I'm out of time.

This is it.

Before I go, I want you

to promise me something.

I want you to promise me

that you will hug your babies.

Hug them just as tight as you can

and whisper in their ear.

Whisper in their ear that you love them

and that you'll always love them

and that nothing could ever,

ever stop that.

They're breaking through the door.

They're coming through the house.

Remember what I said. Do it today.

Do it right now 'cause you never know

what's gonna happen.

You never, ever know what's gonna happen.

And remember

the Book of Revelation, Chapter 22.

"He who testifies to these things

"says, 'Yes, I am coming soon."'

Amen.

Come, Lord Jesus.

Come.

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