Panic Page #4

together, and you go back to your marriage...

your lovely life, lovely wife... and I'm

left alone in this f***ing apartment,

wondering when my own life

is gonna begin.

Is that your plan?

Jesus. It must be. You're here.

I'm not middle-aged.

You want me to have an affair with you.

You want me to be your mistress.

You're kinda scary.

You know that?

You should go now.

I'll leave you alone. I don't

know what's the matter with me.

I'm really sorry. Stop apologizing.

You haven't done anything wrong.

Yet.

So, dad, what am I getting for my birthday?

That's a secret.

Is it a bike? A bike? A what?

Whatever gave you that idea?

I heard you and mom talk about getting

me a bike in the living room.

Hey, it's not polite to spy on people.

I wasn't spying.

Yeah? So, am I getting a bike?

You're gonna have to wait

and see, aren't ya?

Dad, are you okay? Hmm?

Yeah. Why?

You've been acting strange.

No, I'm-i'm-i'm all right.

I'm tired is all.

Something's wrong. No, no.

I promise, nothing's wrong.

It's okay.

Something is wrong. No, it's not.

Go to sleep.

Nothing's wrong.

Close your eyes. How many hours

are there in a whole day...

morning, afternoon,

night and whole night?

There's 24, and you've used all

of these up, so close your eyes.

Good night. Good night.

You're not very good at expressing

your anger, are you, alex?

I don't get angry very often.

When's the last time

you got angry?

Mm, I don't remember.

Emotionally, that's

a very long time ago.

I'm not sure

I've ever gotten angry.

You've never gotten angry

at your father?

No.

Seven.

Seven bullets.

You got seven chances.

If you're good at what you do, if you've done

your homework and you prepared yourself,

it should only take one.

Never get complicated.

Keep things simple. You got it?

Yes, sir.

The gun is untraceable.

Shoot, drop the gun, walk away.

Never run.

Always wear gloves.

I mean, we're not talking

about brain surgery here.

The hardest part, alex,

is keeping your mouth shut.

You can never, under any circumstances,

tell anyone what you do.

I know, you know,

your mother knows...

because she helped me

get started in the business,

but nobody else must ever know.

Not your buddies, not your

girlfriends, not your wife,

if you're lucky enough to find

the right woman and get married.

People don't understand

this line of work.

They get agitated. You understand?

Yes, sir.

You ready for tomorrow?

Yes, sir, I'm ready.

Good boy.

Okay, let's go.

Now. You get over there

and do your job.

We've got a reputation

to protect.

Come on.

Remember what I told you:

Keep it fast and simple.

Don't meet his eyes.

Just walk up, do your job

and walk away.

I'll be right here waiting for you.

Go on, you can do it.

What?

Walk, goddamn it, walk!

Walk. Drop the gun. Drop it.

Take off your gloves.

Take off your gloves.

You did it, kiddo.

You f***in' did it.

I did it. I f***in' did it

. I'm so goddamn proud of you.

Come on, max, pick it up! Max!

Hey, man, give us your money.

Give us your f***ing money!

Let's take off.

Gimme your watch.

Get out of here!

Give it up! Where's the wallet?

I don't have it.

Go away, old man.

Gun. Hey, man, run. Gun,

he's got a gun. Go!

Alex?

Alex?

What were you doing

in the park?

I was coming back from the gym.

I saw you walking, I pulled over,

got out, just to say hello.

Why did you run away?

I'm not sure.

Well, again, thanks.

Dumb luck.

I'm glad you're okay.

How are you feeling these days?

Not so good.

What's going on with sarah?

I saw her again.

- I'm sorry. Can we go back to the park for a second?

- Sure.

I can't get over the coincidence

of you being there.

You just happened to be

in the neighborhood?

- I was driving by.

- Do you always carry a gun?

No, not always.

Can we talk about sarah?

Of course. Go on, I'm sorry.

I can't get stop thinkin'

about her.

Are you going

to kill someone again?

That's not the question you should ask me.

I'm asking.

No.

You're not going to

kill anyone else? No.

- You've decided to stop?

- Yes.

Have you told your father?

Not yet.

When are you planning

on telling him? Soon.

Does it scare you? What?

The idea

of telling your father.

I don't know. It's-it's not

something he's gonna wanna hear.

I think it scares you.

Hey, sammy,

say hi to your grandma.

Here, come on, give me a kiss.

Hi.

Hi. Come on. Grandpa's got a treat.

How about me?

I don't rate a hello?

Hi, michael.

Hi. Sammy. Hi.

Hi, grandpa. Can I watch you?

How about we look

at your special treat first?

- What special treat?

- It's your birthday special treat.

But my birthday was before.

I know, and that's why

this is a special treat.

Is it a hot wheels? No.

It's way better

than that, sammy.

Hang on.

It's a model airplane.

A flying fortress, to be exact. Just

like your father and I used to make.

You remember this, alex?

I remember.

Look at it, sammy. See, it's

got four propeller engines.

It's not like the jet planes

they have today.

This was a b-17. It was the

first bomber that we used...

in the second world war. Sammy.

What is that on the floor?

It's just the wrapping

from the gift, mom.

Oh, you don't have to answer

for him, alex.

He is perfectly capable

of speaking for himself.

Sammy, look at it.

Look at the floor.

What is this?

Hmm?

That's trash. We don't

throw trash on the floor.

Mm-mm. We are not slum

dwellers in this house.

Not yet. Mm-mm. Not yet.

So, pick it up. I'll get it.

No. Pick it up.

All right, I've got it.

I'll pick it up myself.

All right, sammy.

Now these are the instructions.

Always read

the instructions first.

Start at number one.

What's this?

I don't know. I haven't

read the instructions.

Have you? What did I just tell ya?

No.

I don't know. You don't know?

I don't remember. Do you have a brain

inside that little head of yours?

He has a perfectly good brain, grandpa.

Don't be so nasty.

I'm not being nasty. I'm just

trying to help the boy. All right.

All right, sammy,

it says here...

first thing... here we go.

We open the glue...

very carefully. I wanna...

- oh, goddamn it! What is the matter with you?

- Oh, my god!

We've gotta get that up. It's

gonna eat through the finish.

I'll get it. What, sammy, what?

You tryin' to prove me right?

Is that it?

Are you trying to show me that

you really don't have a brain?

That you're stupid? That you're a moron?

You're such an a**hole!

He's a child. He's just a little boy.

What is the matter with you?

What are you doing?

Come on, come on, sammy.

Have you seen sarah again?

No.

Have you told your father yet

that you're quitting?

Well, yes,

as a matter of fact, I did.

You did? What did he say? I did.

He got angry, steamed around for

a bit, but then he calmed down.

That's it?

That's it.

Do you feel better?

Oh, yes, much better.

Big relief.

I don't believe you.

You don't believe me?

You're lying to your own therapist, alex.

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