Original Sin Page #4

With Bonny? A private function?

Good God, man!

But I am being rude. Please come in.

No, sir. Are you mad?

Mad? No.

I am only curious to know|what your business is at my wife's door.

Your wife?

Did you say, "wife"?

Edwin, be careful.

He has a fearful temper.

I beg your pardon, sir. I do.

I beg your pardon.

I am an old fool.

I didn't know.

I'm sorry.

Good morning to you, sir.

Good morning.

You see?

You have no past.

It is gone. Finished.

Disappeared.

You have only me now.

There you are. You weren't in your room.

I have some very interesting news.

So do l.

"A woman's body found."

"Foul play suspected." How's my Spanish?

Julia Russell?

Stabbed in the neck with a small knife,|then thrown overboard.

Probably the work of a man,|but could've easily been a woman.

The blade of the knife|was still in her throat.

And so your wife...

...is now officially a fugitive.

Not only are we pursuing her,|but the police, too.

Cheer up. This is good news.

It won't be long until she's caught.

She...

...didn't do this.

I believe you still love her.

Of course.

How could you hate her so much if you|did not still love her?

Trust me, my friend.|There's no such thing as love.

Only misguided feelings and emotions.

It was my knife. He used my knife.

-It wasn't me, I promise you.|-I believe you.

No one else will believe I'm innocent.

Listen to me.

No one else matters. Not to me.

What are you thinking?

Of you.

Welcome to Cardenas.

Right this way. This is the entrance.|It's very elegant...

...in a very good part of town.

Mostly Americans and tourists|from the Continent.

I think you'll find all the furnishings|you need included.

a bedroom...

...a sitting room, a very good kitchen.

Here in Cardenas,|you are close to Havana...

...but very far away.

We are known for the waters|and for the healing powers of the sun.

Vargas.

What a happy accident.

Yes, indeed.

What brings you to Cardenas?

Not a rest cure, I assure you.

No, of course not.

There were reports of a woman|answering a certain description.

She was seen boarding an eastbound train.

You haven't seen or heard anything,|have you?

I've lost my taste for women|of that description.

Glad to hear of it.

Listen...

...can I offer you a piales?

What's that?

A drink.

There's a cafe down the street.

The sun is warm.

Your face, for instance, is quite moist.

The body was positively identified|by her sister.

Very sad, but very accurate.

Two moles high on the inner thigh...

...and a gold crown on a back tooth.

And on her left hand, a small, round scar.

Very interesting.

Will you excuse me?|I have to use the convenience.

By all means.

Do as you must.

Julia?

Come upstairs. We....

Ah, Luis.

I am disappointed.

And yet full of admiration.

Where is she?

Who? No.

-She's not here.|-You called her name.

You have no business here.

Downs, please. Be smart and leave.|Get out while you can.

She's mine, Luis.

Give her up, before it's too late.

You are aiding a criminal!

And you are close|to becoming one yourself.

Come to your senses.

You saw it. She's not here. Now, please.

Don't lie to me, Mr. Vargas.

I can smell her on you.

Her perfume, stinking on your clothing.

You just left her, didn't you?

That's it. Get out.

Did she throw her arms around you?|Embrace you, like this?

Did she rub her cheek against yours,|like this?

Did she kiss you on the mouth?

If I kiss you now, will I taste her on you?

You would do this for her?

Wait!

Wait.

Speak of the devil, and she appears.

My God. What have you done?

What have you done?

It's him.

It's the detective.

He came here for you.

What are you doing? Don't touch him.

Don't touch him!

-Did he come here alone?|-Yes.

No one saw him come in?

I don't know.

Christ, Julia.

I've killed a man.

You need to go to the train station.

Buy two seats on the morning train east,|no matter where.

I will contact the estate agent|and tell him we've changed our minds...

...and there's been an emergency.

Julia.

Yes, what?

I've just killed a man.

And I just bought a hat.

But I don't dwell on it. I don't say|over and over, "I just bought a hat."

"I just bought a hat." It doesn't matter.

It's done. Help me.

God.

-That should do it.|-I'll bring him down.

No, go to the station|before the window closes.

Come here. Put these on.

Yes, I'll hurry.

No. Don't hurry.

Go slowly, enjoy the walk|and no one will notice you.

-Understand?|-Yes.

Billy.

You finally got what you deserved.

-Jesus!|-Aren't you glad to see me?

Aren't you glad|to see old Detective Downs again?

Should I be?

I got very good notices|playing this part in Chicago.

Or don't you remember?

Let go of me, Billy.

You thought I was...

...really dead...

...didn't you?

Did you think|there were real bullets in that gun?

You think they were real|the night he came to murder you?

I couldn't risk his putting out your lights,|not before I caught up with you.

-Let go of me, Billy.|-Never.

-Not till you come back to the game.|-What game?

The skin game, darling.

There is no game.

Yes. I see it so clearly.

No, no.

What do you see?

I see him running out of money.|I see you arranging that.

I see him doing the only thing he can do.

I see him going to Santiago,|selling his share of the company.

I see him coming back with money.

I see us...

...finishing what we started.

You and me together.

We're going to make you a rich widow.

He's worth a hell of a lot more|than we got out of him the first time.

And he's such an easy mark,|devoted as he is to you.

Bound together as you are|by mutual crimes and various...

...misdemeanors.

-Let go of me.|-Beg.

-Please, let go!|-Beg.

It tickles my dick when you beg.

He says he loves me.

No one loves you, Bonny.

No one could.

Except for me.

He does.

I think he does.

Not enough to live the life of a fugitive.

Back alleys, cheap hotels....

It won't be like that.

How then? Happily ever after?

A nice, respectable couple,|living on Main Street?

Sunday dinners,|walks in the park with children?

Christ, what's he done to you?

Who do you think you are?

Who does he think you are?

You're a whore, Bonny.

If a man puts his hands on you, you're wet.

True or not?

You were born one and you'll die one.

Sooner than later|if the police catch up with you.

You wouldn't do that to me.

I was your first man, Bonny.|Your very first.

And I will be...

...your last.

One way or another.

There's no future with him, darling.

Face the truth.

You can't live his life.

And he certainly...

...can't live yours.

Let him go.

No.

Let him go.

Let him go.

I was so hungry.

What about him?|We have to get rid of the body.

No, it's done.

It's done?

You mean you did it yourself?

I packed all our things, as well.|I left one suit out on the bed, for the train.

You get the tickets?

-The tickets? Yes.|-Good.

We go tomorrow in the morning.

Back to Havana. 7:00.

What an adventure.

Come to bed.

You must be exhausted.

I know I am.

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