The Hunger Page #2

WouId you Iike a cup of coffee?

It is your job. Just show them the tapes.

You think so?

I think MandeIstam

wiII have a heart attack.

Tom, these tapes are worth a fortune.

I mean, we have made history here.

We have actuaIIy shown

that there is a cIock.

We have actuaIIy shown

that it can be tampered with.

Okay, so I don't understand

exactIy how it works...

but I'm going to find out, if it kiIIs me.

We're taIking about

the secret of Iife and death here.

That's good. They'II Iike that.

MandeIstam wiII Iike that.

- He's an idiot.

- No. You're wrong, darIing.

Nobody with $50,000 to give away

is an idiot.

We have got to get our funding.

We're so cIose.

- I'II show him the tapes.

- Thanks.

It wasn't as much as we hoped we'd get...

- but it'II get us through next year.

- Good oId Tom.

- He was great--

- Dr. Roberts.

Yeah.

- You Iet me down.

- Beg your pardon?

You didn't beIieve me.

You made me sit here for over two hours.

- Mr. BIayIock?

- You had your meeting to go to.

Fifteen minutes, you said. You Iied.

Just thought I was some

ridicuIous oId crank.

- Mr. BIayIock, wait, pIease.

- Wait? I can't wait.

I'm urgentIy required eIsewhere.

Mr. BIayIock, pIease come into my office--

Why don't you take a seat

in the patients' Iounge?

Mr. BIayIock, pIease wait.

You can't Ieave.

You stupid oId f***!

F***! You f***ing cut me!

You cut me!

- Yes?

- Hi.

- What do you want?

- Is Miriam here? Mrs. BIayIock.

There's nobody here.

My name is AIice Cavender.

I Iive across the street.

I do music with the BIayIocks

every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

- It's Tuesday.

- l know.

l just wanted to tell Miriam

l can't come tomorrow. Mrs. Blaylock.

On account of some dumb Iecture

I got suckered into at schooI.

She's not here.

l told you, there's nobody here.

Maybe I couId Ieave a note.

I'II Ieave it on the piano, okay?

I've got some music she wants back.

Are you a friend of theirs?

You're the first friend of theirs I ever met.

They don't entertain a great deaI.

Wait a minute.

You're not John's father, are you?

What?

- Mr. BIayIock, John's father.

- No.

No, I'm just a friend. Why?

You've got the same eyes.

Strange. I've never noticed.

I've known him aII these years.

ReaIIy?

ReaIIy.

- PIay something.

- Now?

Yes. Miriam teIIs me

you have great promise.

Miriam said that?

I used to pIay a IittIe myseIf

when I was a young man.

- WeII, if you reaIIy want me to.

- PIease.

I've got this LaIo trio I've been working on.

ProbabIy going to make a fooI of myseIf,

but you asked for it.

- C minor.

- That's right.

- A IittIe saccharine.

- That's what John says.

You know, John speaks before he thinks.

Is that what he does?

I can't figure him out.

I've been coming here

for a year practicaIIy.

Miriam's fantastic.

She's my best friend, but John--

You don't Iike John?

I didn't say that. I Iove him.

I Iove them both.

He's just hard to figure out, that's aII.

PIease pIay the LaIo for me...

even if it is a IittIe saccharine.

- Are you sure you're not John's father?

- Quite sure.

Forgive me.

I got caught in the rain.

You said forever.

Never-ending. Do you remember?

Every day.

Forever, you said.

Forever and ever.

Never growing oId.

Do you remember?

Stop it.

Forever young.

Stop it.

A kiss.

Kiss me.

Think of me as I was.

Kiss me Iike that.

Miriam.

I can't.

Give me a IittIe Ionger.

I can't.

Then kiII me.

ReIease me.

I can't.

What have you done?

KiII me.

I can't.

KiII me, Miriam.

ReIease me.

You don't understand.

PIease, Miriam.

There is no reIease, my darIing.

No rest.

No Ietting go.

Humankind die one way, we another.

Their end is finaI. Ours is not.

In the earth, in the rotting wood...

in the eternaI darkness...

we wiII see...

and hear and feeI.

LoIIia...

this is John.

Comfort him.

AII of you, aII my Ioves...

be kind to him tonight.

Who is it?

- Mrs. Blaylock?

- Yes?

l had to go to great lengths

to get your number.

- l've been trying you all day.

- Yes?

My name is Roberts. l'm a doctor.

l'm from the Park West Medical Center.

I know.

HeIIo.

Mr. BIayIock came to see me

at the hospitaI yesterday...

and I'm afraid

we had a terribIe misunderstanding.

My husband is not here.

When wiII he be back?

- He's gone to SwitzerIand.

- SwitzerIand?

Look, Mrs. BIayIock...

I'm sure your husband's furious with me

and I don't bIame him, reaIIy.

To be honest with you,

I didn't beIieve him yesterday.

I mean, we get so many cranks

at the hospitaI, you know.

Anyway, I feeI terribIe about it.

I'm very sorry,

and I'd Iike the chance to taIk to him...

and see if there's something

that I couIdn't do.

Maybe in a day or two

when I know a IittIe more...

when we know each other better.

Sure. I guess this probabIy

isn't a very good time for you, either.

I'm going to give you my home phone

and my office number.

Very weII.

If you need anything, pIease caII me.

And I'd appreciate it...

if you couId keep me posted

on what's going on.

Thank you.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Mrs. BIayIock,

I'm inquiring about AIice Cavender.

Yes?

Lt. AIIegrezza.

I don't usuaIIy get a smiIe on that.

- You shouId. It means ''good cheer.''

- That's right.

AIice Cavender

didn't come home Iast night...

and she didn't show up at schooI today.

You don't have any idea where

she might be, do you, Mrs. BIayIock?

No, I'm afraid not.

She didn't say anything

about any probIems at home...

or with any boyfriends

or anything Iike that, did she?

No.

Like I say, nine times out of ten...

there's nothing to worry about

with things Iike this.

But if you or Mr. BIayIock

shouId think of anything...

you might give me a caII.

Of course.

- New York isn't exactIy heaven, is it?

- No.

Not exactIy.

Except on a day Iike today,

in a spot Iike this.

BeautifuI.

Are you getting the phone?

- Was that the phone?

- Nope.

Yeah? HeIIo?

It didn't ring.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

Barbara, did you just buzz me?

Okay. No, everything's aII right.

- No, reaIIy. It didn't ring.

- I couId have sworn I heard it.

I don't mean to intrude

but I didn't hear from you...

I was wondering

if you'd heard from your husband...

and how he was doing.

I don't know why I'm here.

Come in.

I don't know how much he toId you

about himseIf, about us.

Very IittIe.

That is perhaps for the best.

- Sherry?

- No, thank you. I reaIIy don't Iike sherry.

I think you'II Iike this one.

This is reaI, isn't it?

Yes. It's 2,000 years oId.

You've got so many beautifuI things.

Most of it comes from my famiIy.

I Iove this piece.

It's one of my favorites, too.

She Iooks Iike you.

ReaIIy?

I mean, you know...

kind of Iike you.

Hair's the same.

It's FIorentine, 500 years oId.

l'm sure we could talk for hours, you and l,

but l suppose you're very busy.

No, not too busy. What about you?

Me? You wouId think me mostIy idIe,

I'm afraid.

My time is my own.

That's great.

PIenty of time for your friends...

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