Sucker Punch Page #5

- Sweet Pea.

- Where's Amber and Blondie?

It's just us now.

We have to go, Sweet Pea. Come on.

- That's it.

- Okay.

- Now what?

- Wait for it.

Come on.

Damn it.

This can't be.

We did everything right.

A map, fire, a knife, a key,

and one thing more.

One thing more.

It's me.

What?

Oh, it's me. Of course it's me.

It's the only way

this ever could have ended.

What do you mean?

I'm saying you go home.

Go home to your family.

You tell your mom what Rocket said.

Make her happy.

Go out and live a normal life...

...love...

...be free.

You have to live for all of us now.

- Baby, no. You can't do that.

- Yes, Sweet Pea.

You're the strongest.

You're the only one of us

that ever had a chance out there.

You going home and living,

that's how we win.

It's okay. It's okay. It's better this way.

Now listen.

I'm gonna walk out there...

...and when they come after me,

you go, okay?

There's gotta be another way.

No.

This is right.

This was never my story.

It's yours.

Now, don't screw it up, okay?

You stay off the roads

and you find a bus station, all right?

You're gonna be fine.

Where you going, sweetheart?

I said, where you going?

There you are.

You gave us quite a scare, you know?

Where am I?

You're safe for now.

I don't know how to put this delicately so

I will spare you the insult of being vague...

...that you and I are supposed

to screw.

I hope you'll forgive my language...

...but I think you'll find it is in keeping

with the spirit of the arrangement.

Now I have absolutely no intention

of simply taking you.

In fact...

...I can think of nothing more offensive.

You see, I am what you might call

a man who has everything.

And yet, I lack the one thing

money can't buy.

- Love?

- Close.

Truth...

...is more accurate.

I seek a true moment,

a moment of truth.

In this...

...world of lies.

It just so happens that...

...that moment...

...that fragile, delicate thing

like a glass egg...

...or a sand castle,

well, that moment...

...can only be given

by a non-faker.

A non-actor.

That's you.

I don't understand.

Well, I have spent...

...a small fortune

getting you in this room.

This golden cage.

You're supposed to give yourself to me.

It's completely physical.

I might have your body...

...but the real you that...

."intangible, and indefinable spark

that is you.

Well, that you I will never know.

And, yet, that is precisely what I want.

I'm sorry.

You seem really nice.

You want me to lie to you?

No, I don't.

All I require from you...

...is a sliver of a moment.

To have you not by force...

...but simply as a man and a woman.

To see in your eyes

that simple truth...

...that you give yourself to me freely.

Not because you have to...

...but because you want to.

Now, of course, you're such a gem...

...I will give as well.

I'm willing to give you freedom.

Pure and total freedom.

Freedom from the drudgery

of every day life...

...freedom as abstract ideal.

Freedom from pain...

...freedom from responsibility...

...freedom from guilt...

...from regret...

...freedom from sadness...

...freedom from loss...

...the freedom to be happy.

Don't close your eyes.

I need you to look at me.

The freedom to love.

Jesus.

Did... '?

Did you see the way she looked at me?

Just in that last moment. It was like...

Doctor?

Is it done?

Dr. Gorski, what do you know

about this one?

Uh, there was something very peculiar.

Yes. Her mother's death plunged her

into a deep depression.

And then in a fit,

she accidentally killed her sister.

Poor child.

It's a shame I couldn't do more for her.

I wasn't given much time, you see.

Yes, but you recommended

the procedure.

Oh, I'm afraid not.

I will admit she has been

quite a handful.

In just one week here,

she stabbed an orderly, started a fire...

...and helped another patient to escape.

But I don't agree with this solution,

doctor.

But why would you sign for a procedure

you don't agree with?

Well, l...

That is your signature, is it not?

I've been doing this

for quite some time, doctor...

...and to be honest with you, I've wondered

myself whether or not it's right.

And I have seen some tortured souls

in here. Believe me.

But this one...

Something in her eyes.

I've never seen anyone that...

it's the way she looked at me.

It's like she wanted me to do it.

I hope it helps her.

Hi.

You remember me?

Listen. Listen, I got a bad feeling, okay?

These boys do too.

This is not the way

we should be running this place.

We don't run the place. I run it.

In the chair.

Look...

...I'm not...

- I'm not hurting these girls anymore.

- I'm not doing this.

Guys, don't do this to me now, please.

I need her in that chair.

Put her in the goddamn chair!

Thank you.

Close the door, please.

What? What is it, you're not here? Huh?

You're not here, you're in paradise?

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

No, no, no.

You're still here.

You're here with me.

In all this sh*t.

And you don't go away unless I say so.

Okay?

That's not right.

That's not right.

Come back.

No! No!

I said you don't go!

You come back to me.

- Stop right there. Move away from the girl.

What are you doing?

Aah! Wait. Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Wait. Aah!

What in God's name

have you been doing up here?

I wasn't doing anything. Look at her.

She's gone. Look at her face!

She's not here.

What do you think I wanna do?

I take care of these girls.

I look out for them.

These are my girls. Tell them.

Tell them!

Get him out of here.

- Now.

- Aah! Wait. Wait, wait, wait! Wait.

It's not me you want, it's her stepfather.

I'll tell you everything. I'll tell you...

I'll tell you about the money.

Just keep going down the hall.

You all right, miss?

Miss?

And finally, this question:

The mystery of whose story it will be...

...of who draws the curtain.

Who is it that chooses our steps

in the dance?

Who drives us mad...

...lashes us with whips...

...and crowns us with victory

when we survive the impossible?

Who is it...

...that does all these things?

Bus 22 southbound

to Fort Wayne will now begin loading.

Please have your tickets ready

to show the driver.

Excuse me, miss?

Miss, can we have a word?

Is there a problem, gentlemen?

This doesn't concern you.

I have questions for the lady.

Well, could you make it snappy?

I need to stay on schedule.

- We understand.

- Do you?

That young woman's been on this bus

since Hartford.

I don't see what she could possibly know

about anything happening around here.

Is that true, miss?

I just let her off to use the restroom.

Mine's not working.

- All right.

Oh, and one more thing.

- She's been a joy the entire journey.

- Yes, I said, all right.

Sorry about the inconvenience, miss.

You have yourself a nice trip now.

It's no problem.

- I don't have a ticket.

- I know. It's okay.

Go find a seat in the back.

Try and get some sleep.

We got a long way to go.

Thank you.

Who honors those we love

with the very life we live?

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