The Air I Breathe Page #3

- No, no killing today.

What the f*** you waiting for, huh?

It's the wildest effort when you know

what's going to happen.

Will watching a person's fate

give it purpose?

Or is it just the muted feeling of

watching a movie when you know how it ends?

And then something happens

that I will never forget.

I'm wrong.

For the first time ever,

fate takes a detour.

And I glimpse something

strange and new.

A future where anything can happen.

It's a beautiful thing.

And the feeling it gives me

is as close as I've ever felt...

to pleasure.

Sir, can you tell me what

happened to you?

I don't know.

You tell me.

There's my boy.

I appreciate what you did for Tony.

How come you didn't see it coming?

Don't worry about it.

Just get better.

We need you back.

I need you back.

The guys that did this to you,

I'm gonna take care of it.

Nobody treats my boy this way.

Nobody.

Chaos, mayhem, panic in the streets.

My work here is done.

Thanks.

Don't worry.

Pussies still gonna line up for you.

Chicks love scars.

Like a road map for the soul,

you know.

It's a new day and

I have no idea what to expect.

I can change someone's life if I feel like it.

Make it worse.

Or better.

It's up to me.

A girl with a future I can't see

enters my life

on the same day my vision's

failed me for the first time.

There are some people that

believe in coincidences.

I'm not one of them.

This has gotta get old, huh.

Every ten minutes you got another guy like me

asking you the same three questions.

It's part of my job.

Well, I promise that I will try

to make it interesting, okay?

I'm all about asking questions

that no one else asks.

No one?

- No one. You gotta trust me, okay?

You're sweet.

- Forty seconds.

- Gotcha.

Frank's here.

- Where?

What does he want?

- He needs to change your

schedule, some kind of a meeting.

So, Trista, thank you for

sitting down with me today.

For you, anything.

So, your debut album. It hurls you

as this fantastic new talent.

Is there pressure?

To try to live up to the hype.

It's not hype.

I'm not just a pretty face.

I have something to say, and I am just

so excited that my fans want to hear it.

Okay, but what is it about you that sets you apart

from all the other acts that out there today?

I think it's my musical influences.

You know if you go back...

Okay, what I mean, you're young,

you're pretty, you sing, you dance

why should we care?

I mean, what is it about you

that's so special?

What makes me special?

- Yeah.

Nothing.

- Nothing?

You mean, like, what makes me

better than everyone else?

No, not better, just...

deserving.

Deserving?

How about that?

- What's he doing?

She's okay. She's doing fine.

Almost no one has it.

That's my gift from God.

Well, that and I sing and dance

well enough to have millions of fans.

It's more like hundreds of thousands, right?

Whatever. Doesn't make a difference.

I have fans that

chant my name wherever I go.

Come on, Trista. They're not even

chanting your real name.

Right?

- What?

I mean, can't you at least tell us

your real name?

I'll never tell.

- How about my name?

We've met like this now three times,

three different interviews, you say

you'll do anything for me.

What is my name?

We're done.

Take it easy, what's the problem?

What'd I do?

That son of a b*tch is gonna be wiping asses

for a living by the time I'm through with him.

Just take me home.

- We can't leave yet. We have a meeting.

Are you kidding me?

Don't worry. It's right on stage ten.

It'll be fast.

Okay now, flash poppa Fingers

those beautiful blue eyes.

Randall's got nothing on you, kid.

Fingers, what do you think?

Living the dream, huh?

You ruined my shot, Frank.

It's a pleasure meeting you.

Fingers, it's cute. I guess

I'm supposed to ask why they call you that?

I guess it's because when I talk

I use my hands a lot.

You're Trista, right?

- Yeah.

Now that we're friends,

let's get down to business.

Sure.

Trista, things are going great,

singles getting play,

the albums starting to sell.

The video is getting a lot of air time

but there's a big difference

between having a video on MTV

and being an artist who headlines arenas.

What Frank is trying to say is that

you need someone who can

take you to the next level.

Someone who's gonna open doors.

Someone who's strong.

You're quitting.

- No, I'm not quitting.

I'm stepping aside. A person of

his influence can make you a superstar.

He asks for things and people give them.

Gladly.

So excited to be working with you.

I'm completely committed to your success.

And all I ask is you commit to me.

That's our deal, that's our promise

that we make to each other.

Anybody gets in our way

I'll take care of it.

- I don't f***ing believe this.

Get me a car.

- Trista, baby.

- Screw you, Frank.

That didn't go so well.

- It went fine.

Tomorrow we get to go shopping

for our new manager.

Trista, there are contracts.

- F*** contracts.

I think I should go.

Can you stay with her?

Be back tomorrow.

I'm tired.

- Yeah.

Do you love me, Danny?

- Of course I do.

I love you too.

Leave the light on, Danny.

I don't like the dark.

My little girl's not nervous, is she?

Don't worry. After school I'll be

right here waiting for you, okay?

Your friends are not gonna help you.

Nobody's gonna help you.

Nobody but me.

Your manager has drained all

your accounts, tried to pay me back.

nd that little piece of paper that owns you

is the only thing that was keeping his ass alive.

Now, what does that mean?

It means that you have nothing.

And you are nothing, unless I say you are.

And you are going on the road

and you are staying

on the road until I see profit.

And if I ever have to come back here again

we're gonna have a totally different conversation.

You understand me?

Cheers.

Don't you think you've had enough?

No, I don't think it's nearly enough.

Can't be as bad as you think.

You must get tired of not knowing

what the f*** you're talking about.

Where were you anyway,

when Frank was f***ing me over?

Were you in on it?

Did you help him?

No, of course not.

I'm your friend.

I can't remember

how much does being

my friend pay again?

Alison, wait.

Hey, who's paying for the drinks?

- I didn't mean it, come on.

Alison. Wait, goddammit! Come on!

Are you Trista?

- What?

Are you Trista?

- No.

Yes, you are.

- No.

Hey can I have an autograph?

- Sure.

To Jake 'the hotty.'

- Sure.

Trista, my sister loves you.

- I love your sister.

You were great in your last...

- Thank you.

That f***in' hurts.

- How about a picture?

Get a picture.

So I can leave?

- Of course.

What are you going to do?

Where you gonna go?

Show's coming up.

Fingers owns you now.

He'll work you until you're used up.

Then throw you away,

that's just what he does.

What're you suggesting I do?

If Fingers knows that you've run,

then he'll hunt you down.

The one place that he won't look

is right here.

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