On the Edge of Innocence Page #5

Did you know that?

Wish we had some gunpowder.

l don't suppose

you made onefor me?

Yeah.

(Laughs)

Hey...ahem.

-What do you think?

-Oh,yeah.

(Robert hums)

What's the matter, Charles?

Nothing.

No, really. What?

All my life, l wanted to do

something thatwas...

...thatwas unequivocal.

Well, Charlie, l certainly

thinkthis qualifies.

lt's something.

See, Charles,that's why

they call it "personal growth."

A month ago,

Smokey would've reared up,

you probably would've

called your lawyer.

Nah. l wouldn't do that

to an animal.

(Laughing)

OK?

(Wind whistling)

CHARLES:
So l said, uh...

l said, "If this is my life,

then this is my life."

Butyou can change your life.

That's what l'm telling you.

Yeah. ls thattrue?

Well,why wouldn't it be true?

Because l never knew anybody who

did actually change their lives.

l tell you what...

l'm going to start my life over.

ROBERT:
Yeah.

You'd be thefirst.

Yeah.

(Pounding)

No one's been here

for quite a while.

-What do you make of it?

-If we're here...

That canoe's gonna take us

right out.

You know whatwe gotto do?

Find out if that canoefloats.

Yeah.

(Laughs)

Hey, itfloats!

Yeah.

Cup of tea?

Yeah.

(Rattling matches)

(Footsteps)

-Ain't gotthatfire lityet?

-No.

Drinking the otherfellow's

supplies?

Get back...

l'll send him a check.

ROBERT:
Send him a check.

CHARLES:
Yeah.

Hell of an adventure,

eh, Charles?

Yeah,wasn't it?

You know...

ROBERT:
l oughtto tell you...

ROBERT:
If l'd had my camera,

l would've made myfortune.

Made myfortune.

Thatthing's busted to sh*t,

isn't it?

lt still has some...

sentimental value.

l suppose it does.

Can l see yourwatch, Bob?

My watch?

Don'twork. l told you. Busted.

l know...l know it doesn'twork,

but could l see it?

New when we left.

Just a piece of junk now.

What's the matter, Bob?

Can't do it sober?

Yeah.

l suppose you don't

need me anymore.

You canfind your own way

out of here.

You had no business

with that broad, anyway.

You know you don't.

You know you don't, Charles.

Hey, hey, hey...

Look at her.

Why did she go with you?

Why in the hell

did she go with you?

Your money,forthe love of God.

Everyone in the world knew that.

Are you nuts?

You wentthrough the airport

with her, everyone said,

'There goes a guy with a plane."

'There goes a guy with a plane."

l'd say you drew tough luck

this time, Charles.

Well...

That's right.

Yeah.

'For all the nights."

How touching.

Why torture yourseIf?

lt's over now.

Let's go outside.

Justtell me one thing.

Was itfrom thefirst,

you and my wife?

Was itfrom thefirst, Bob?

Come on, Charles.

Ah. ls that

an indelicate question?

Come on, Charles. Done is done.

Well, l'm dying, so...

what difference does it make?

Why is that so importantto you?

l love her.

l'm sorry. lt's time.

-Don't do it.

-You live in a dream world.

You always have.

-Now turn your back.

-You don't have to do it.

The hell l don't.

You know that l do.

Whatthefuck are you thinking?

Now turn your back.

l don'twantto hear

any more of your nonsense.

-l don'twantto hear it!

-(Birds scatter)

How close we've become

and how this and how that...

You'd have died out here without

me,with all yourwealth!

You understand me?

l said turn your goddamn back!

-Bob, listen to me.

-Don't go anyfurther, Charles.

l said turn your back.

No?

You know, life is a shortthing,

Charles,full of betrayal.

ln many ways,

you're well out of it.

-Bob...

-Charles, don't--aah!

(Screaming)

Be careful of the deadfall.

(Robert moaning)

Aah...

Aah...oh, God, Charles. Oh, God!

Aah...oh, God,

l think l've broken my...

l think l've broken my leg,

Charles.

Oh, God, Charles. Aah!

God. Oh, my God. Oh, God...

(Groaning)

Oh, God, Charles, no. Please.

All right.

Aah! Aah...

Now,try and lie still.

(Groaning)

All right.

(Screaming)

(Moaning)

All right.

OK.

OK, Bob.

l'll take a look

and see what's wrong.

-l don'tfeel very well.

-Take a shot of this.

All right.

l'm taking a...

just going to take a look here.

Ow!

(Moaning)

Hold on.

l suppose l only have

so much of that in me.

-Yeah.

-Charles?

Charles,what is it?

What is it, Charles?

l...l don'tfeel very...

l can't say lfeel

very well at all, Charles.

Hell of a guy. Hell of a guy.

l nevertold you that.

F***ing shithole of a world,

eh, Charles?

Yeah.

Shithole of a world.

Yeah. OK.

-l need you to...

-What?

l need you

to put pressure on it.

Aah! No--aah!

(Screaming)

Bob?

Aah...

Bob?

Yeah.

Jesus.

(Bird shrieks)

Ah...

CHARLES:
Bob?

Listen.

We're going to getyou

out of here, OK?

Hell of a way to end an outing,

eh, Charles?

You'll befine.

lt must be quite a thing...

Quite a thing...to have so much.

(Coughing)

Everybody...

wants somethingfrom you...

Everybody depending on you.

Don'ttalk so much.

They're so pushy.

Save your energy.

l...l don't reallyfeel

quite 100 percent, Charles.

l'm going to take us

into shore,

find us afire, keepyou warm.

Hey.

Why would you save

a piece of sh*t like me?

Let's say it's a challenge.

The sporting aspect of it, eh?

-Yeah.

-No. l know what it is.

You never had a buddy.

That's the thing, isn't it?

That's right.

Now l'm your pet project.

l'm your hobbyfarm,

eh, Charles?

(Coughs)

Yeah. Whateveryou say, Bob.

The guy who tried to kill you.

That's terrific, Charles.

Nah,you wouldn't have done it.

Yes, l would've,

you stupid son of a b*tch.

(Coughing)

Yes, l would.

Well,then...you would.

What'll you do

when you get back?

Huh? Ah, it's not important.

lt is importantto me.

l may not go back.

(Coughing)

What do you mean?

Of course you'll go back.

To what?

No, l don'tfeel sorry

foryou, Charles.

Neverfeel sorryfor a man

that owns a plane.

(Coughing)

Come on. Hold on. Hold on.

l'll get us out of here.

Bullshit.

Hey...l'm dying.

l'm dying, and l never did

a goddamn thing.

Butwait.

Charles, l gotto tell you.

-Charles...

-What?

l'm sorry.

l'm sorry,what l did.

And yourwife, Charles...

Listen to me, Charles.

She was never in on it,

this business...

(Coughs)

Doing you in.

l swear it on my life.

Charles...

Thanks. Very kind of you

to say so, Bob.

(Laughs)

Nevertoo latefor

a kind gesture, eh, Charles?

Don't die on me, Bob.

Don'ttell me whatto do.

(Distant helicopter)

Hold on.

(Helicopter)

We're getting out.

Hey!

Over here!

Over here!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey! Over here!

Hey!

Hey!

(Charles laughs)

Hey!

(Laughing)

Bob! Ha!

(Sighs)

Why is the rabbit unafraid?

'Cause he's smarter

than the panther.

Yeah.

REPORTERS SHOUTlNG:

Mr. Morse! Mr. Morse!

MAN:
Mr. Morse, Channel 9 News.

Can we get a statement, sir?

(All talking at once)

OFFlCER:
Hey, hold back.

Give the man some space.

(Cameras clicking)

MAN:
Mr. Morse?

SECOND MAN:
Mr. Morse?

(Both asking questions)

WOMAN:
Mrs. Morse?

Mrs. Morse, how did youfeel

during your husband's ordeal?

Uh...

We're all putto the test.

But it never comes in theform

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