Psychopaths Page #6

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of this goddamned,

godforsaken Earth.

They're doin'

just what I've done.

They're doin' worse.

They feel the same thing

I felt.

Do you understand,

the same evil,

it drives them

to do something awful.

'Cause sometimes,

well, you just got to do

something awful.

[GLOVE COMPARTMENT CLOSES]

["MOON BIRD" BY THE ROGER

WEBB SOUND PLAYING]

[WOMAN VOCALIZING]

[LIGHTER FLICKS]

[DOOR OPENS]

[BUZZER RINGS]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[PHONE RINGING]

We're ready to come home now.

[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]

[SCREAMS]

[SIRENS BLARE]

MAN:

Why did you

try to kill them?

[BOTH ARGUING INDISTINCTLY]

[CACKLES]

HENRY:

Thank you all,

you're the best audience

I could ever hope for.

[HUMS QUIETLY]

Thank you, Poughkeepsie.

I just wanted to say

what an honor it is

to be here,

sharing all of this with you.

Now, I'd like to part

ways with a sense of joy

instead of sadness,

and so I wrote a poem.

[CLEARS THROAT]

If ifs and buts

were candies and nuts,

then we'd all have

a merry Christmas.

[BELL CHIMES]

Thank you.

Oh, thank you so much.

But now I'm afraid

I have to go.

No, please.

Please, it's not

because of you, I promise.

[LAUGHS]

It's just...

[LAUGHS]

Well, there's something

about tonight

that just makes me...

gosh, I don't know

how to put it.

Um, you know when you're at

the top of a Ferris wheel?

And you glance down,

just at the right moment?

And you're stomach just gets

that rush of butterflies.

Well, that's the only way

I can describe it, really.

But I can't make it stop.

Thank you all, again.

You are the best audience

I could ever ask for.

[DISTANT SINISTER LAUGHTER]

[BUTTON CLICKS]

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I put my money

On the table

Two dollars and a dime

And I ran out to you

Whoa, oh, oh

I put my money

On the table

Oh, I may have

Lost my mind

I ran out to you

Whoa, oh, oh

'Cause you'll always

Be my girl

Be my girl

I saw your car

Down at the drive-in

Saw you leave

With another guy

I ran after you

Whoa, oh, oh

I saw your car

Down at the drive-in

Oh, I may have lost my mind

I ran after you

Whoa, oh, oh

'Cause you'll always

Be my girl

Be my girl

I put my money

On the table

Two dollars and a dime

I ran after you

Whoa, oh, oh

'Cause you'll always

Be my girl

'Cause you'll always

Be my girl

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