The Evil Within Page #3

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no one would ever question ore

even suspect a tireless martyr.

Suspect me of what?

You're never gonna

marry me, John, are you?

You've got the perfect

excuse to stay single

and not look like a cad.

You've got Dennis.

They're right on the edge

of having another huge argument

as always.

Why do they even stay together?

They both must like to argue,

but neither one of them

will ever admit it.

What's tonight's argument about?

Lydia's trying to convince John

that you're the reason

there's so much tension.

He's resisting,

but her will is stronger.

It's just a matter of time

until she has him convinced

that his life would be a whole easier

without a big dribbling

mongoloid in it.

Look, we're not gonna

do this again, are we?

Do what?

Break up, wait a month,

realize there's nobody better out there

and get back together again?

Uh, come on. It was not

even that big of a fight.

That was just a discussion.

I never could tell the difference

between fights and discussions.

I was always surprised

as to which was which.

Well, you could ask me

which it is as we're going.

Huh?

So, uh, which is this?

What we're doing right HOW?

Yeah.

This is foreplay.

Do you think I'm retarded?

Uh, just a second, Dennis.

( Nervous chuckle)

It's okay.

I'll see you later.

Okay.

Sh*t.

Okay, now what's going on?

D-do you think I'm a big

dribbling mongoloid?

(laughs) Where..

Where do you get these ideas, Dennis?

I don't think you're that big.

Dribble you do,

and mongoloid you are,

but big?

Well, that's just

wishful thinking, buddy.

No, I'm not a mongoloid

- I was just kidding.

- Well, you should stop.

I'm not retarded.

I'm just slow.

I don't even think

you're that slow, buddy.

No, I'm smarter

than people think I am.

I'm getting smarter and

smarter all the time.

I know you are.

I'm not afraid to look at myself

in the mirror anymore.

(thud)

(whimpers)

(gasping)

Oh wow.

Bad dreams, buddy'?

Yeah, yeah.

I borrowed one of your ties.

You don't really use 'em anyway.

Okay.

You can have it.

I gotta talk to you.

I need to know.

A dream is a story I tell myself,

Right?

What do you mean exactly?

I tell myself a story.

One part of my brain

tells another part

of my brain a story.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's a good way

of saying it, I guess.

Well, if it's a story I tell me,

how can I trick myself?

Well, wait.

What do you mean?

You can't tell yourself a joke

and not see the punch line coming.

What, you... you...

you think someone else

is telling you these stories?

I think that...

that it has to be.

Someone like...

Me?

(gasps)

(thud, cries out)

(laughs)

I scared you.

I was not scared.

You're scared of some

of your own hamsters.

We gotta do something about it.

We gotta fix the scare.

How can you make me

not scared anymore?

We have to stop the nightmares.

How can we stop the nightmares?

We have to fix our brain.

We have to get better

and become smart.

There's a way to do it,

but nobody tells you how.

Why don't they just tell me

how to get better?

Because it's a test.

They make up rules that are lies

to see if you'll be dumb

enough to believe them.

So what do I do?

Follow only the real rules.

How do I do that?

You gotta go kill a kitty cat.

Why?

It's what you're supposed to do.

They say it's bad

to kill kitty cats.

But you like eating meat, right?

So farmers can kill animals, right?

See? That's the

due they gave you.

They serve you meat.

They're testing your...

gullibility when they say

it's bad to kill animals.

If you kill a cat

you can prove that you know

which rules are fake.

And they'll all know

you're becoming smarter.

You really think so?

We have to be brave.

We have to kill

our neighbor's cat.

The tabby.

But that kitty likes me.

Thaw make it easier to catch.

- ( meows )

- ( clicking tongue )

( meows )

Psst, psst, psst, psst...

(clicking tongue)

(hissing, meows...)

I did very good work today.

I did many kitties

and many doggies.

This... this taxidermy cassette,

ifs very important.

Why?

It's gonna teach you

what to do with

the kitties and doggies

you bring back.

Grab a doggy from the cooler.

You're holding a new paint brush, Dennis.

( Hammering )

Hey, buddy, I didn't even know

you knew how to do anything

involving wood work.

Im getting better and better at it.

Can I see?

- Oh, not yet.

- Why not?

Well, you get

your private office.

Why can't this be

my private office?

Why can't this be where

my work stays just for me?

Oh no, brother.

I gotta see this.

I'll show you all of it

in a few clays.

"Taxidermy."

"Forensic..."

Why do you have these tapes?

Why do you wanna know about

butchery and leather care

and taxidermy,

especially forensics?

What is that smell?

No, Dennis, I'm definitely

coming in there.

No, no.

Those aren't my cassettes.

They got in my bag by mistake

You know, Dennis,

I might believe that

if there was one cassette on one topic,

maybe two, but not four.

These didn't fall into someone's bag.

Someone went shopping for these

and placed them in a bag.

Yes, but that someone

wasn't me.

So you picked up

someone else's bag?

Yeah.

I got their books on tape

and they got mine.

Well, thank God,

because this is, uh,

- that's, that...

- (doorbell ringing)

Excuse me, buddy.

(footsteps descending)

- Hey babe, come on in.

- Uh-uh, you come out.

Come on, let's get something to eat.

( Hammering )

Uh, okay.

Hang on a second.

Hey, uh, Dennis.

You gonna be okay

for a couple hours?

I'm gonna go out with Lydia.

Dennis:
Yeah, I'll be fine.

You know, just before

you picked me up

I had a nasty scare.

What happened?

I heard a hammer pounding

down in the basement.

So I went down to investigate.

It couldn't be Dennis.

Dennis doesn't know

anything about carpentry.

But it is Dennis,

suddenly looking a lot like

a professional carpenter.

But the fact that he's doing

something skillfully is exciting,

But it's also kinda scary.

What's he building?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

It doesn't really matter.

Even if it's an atrocity

it want be an eyesore

because it's down in

the basement.

Well, aren't you

the slightest bit curious?

I mean, when's he gonna show you?

He said he would show me

in a couple of days.

You know...

you should've seen him

with his tool belt

and his protective goggles.

What if he could

become a carpenter?

Get a job.

Look at you.

You're so proud of him.

You'd make a great dad.

Well, I wanna be a dad.

I wanna be your husband.

And I wanna know

what you call those

turbine engine-driven

ceramic and titanium vehicles

you see maybe once

or twice in a lifetime.

I never remember

what they're called.

But what do you call that?

( Scoffs )

I can't believe I fell for that.

They're very fast.

(gasps)

- What is this?

- I have no idea.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Those look a lot like the

earrings that you saw in Aspen

that you fell in love with

that I couldn't afford.

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