The Killing of John Lennon Page #4

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Hell to heaven in a cab ride.

[gunshot]

[woman on TV] Hey, Trina.

[Mark] I could've killed those queers.

[woman on TV] Yeah, listen, I could use

a quick 50. Got a commuter for me?

I could spend the evening with you, if...

if you'd like that. Hm?

Have you ever been with a woman before,

paying her?

Do you like it?

I mean, I have the feeling that

that turns you on very particularly.

What turns me on is because

I have a good imagination and I like it.

Pleasing.

Do you mind

if I take my sweater off?

Well, I think in the confines

of one's house, one should be free,

of clothing and inhibitions.

Oh, inhibitions are always nice

because they're so nice to overcome.

Hi. I'd Iike an escort

for the evening.

Yes. Someone foreign.

Do you have any foreign women?

Someone exotic.

I'd Iike someone from another country.

Good.

But she's gotta be quiet.

If she doesn't talk,

I will tip her very well.

OK?

I'm at the Sheraton Hotel,

room 2730.

Caulfield.

Holden Caulfield.

"l kept walking around the room,

waiting for this prostitute to show up. "

"l kept hoping she'd be good-looking.

I didn't care too much, though. "

"l sort ofjust wanted

to get it over with. "

"l was starting to feel pretty sexy and all,

but I was a little nervous anyway. "

"Finally,

somebody knocked on the door. "

Hi. I'm Pia.

Thank you for coming.

You can relax.

I'm not kinky.

I'm clean.

I'm not weird.

In fact, I'm not even

all that interested in sex.

I just wanna be

in the company of a woman tonight.

I'm expecting that tomorrow

will be a very difficult day for me.

- Would you Iike a drink?

- Uh, I don't drink.

Well, tonight's your night off.

We can do whatever you want.

Take your dress off.

Um... turn on the radio.

I think somebody saw me

come in the room. I don't...

- I don't want jail.

- Of course.

Would you Iike a massage?

Sure. Why not?

A real man

doesn't have to take from a woman.

A real man

doesn't have to use a woman.

He can give.

He can give.

[chatter on TV]

Thank you.

I woke up knowing somehow

that this was the day,

that when I left that room,

that would be the last time

I would see the room again.

I had never seen John Lennon

up to that point.

I only knew

that he was in the Dakota,

but I somehow knew

that this was it.

This was the day.

I'm Holden Caulfield.

I am Holden Caulfield.

I am Holden Caulfield.

Hello. I'm Holden Caulfield.

I'm Holden Caulfield.

So I laid out on the dresser a tableau of

everything that was important in my life,

so it would say,

"Look, this is me. "

"This is my past,

and I'm going - gone - to another place. "

I practised what it was gonna look like

when the police came into the room.

It was like going through a door, and

I knew I was going to go through a door.

The poet's door.

William Blake's door.

Jim Morrison's door.

It was like

I was going through a giant door,

and I was.

I was leaving my past.

My very soul was breathing between

the pages of "The Catcher in the Rye".

Give me the strength.

Please,

give me the strength to do it.

It has to be done.

Please give me the strength.

The phoneys have to know.

- Hey, man. How's it going?

- How's it going?

- AII right. Are you staying warm out here?

- Trying.

- Have you seen anybody today?

- No, I haven't.

- No? Been quiet?

- Yeah. Nobody's come out.

- Jose. Hey, man.

- Hey. What's going on?

- How are you? Hi. I'm Mark.

- I'm Paul.

- How are you?

- AII right. How are you?

- So have you guys seen Lennon yet?

- No.

- No, we were just talking about that.

- He hasn't been out.

- You're a photographer.

- Oh, yeah.

- Do you get pictures of him?

- Yeah, all the time.

- That's great.

- Yeah, it's pretty cool.

So, uh, are you new in town?

Uh... Yeah, I'm on vacation.

I'm, uh...

I'm from Hawaii.

Honolulu.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I didn't realise people from Honolulu

had a Southern drawl.

- Where are you staying in New York?

- Why? What do you want to know for?

Don't walk away.

Why do you want to know?

Easy, man. Take it easy.

I was only making conversation.

You're the one who started it.

AII right?

Sorry.

That was weird.

Yeah. That's New York.

Well, it, uh...

Looks Iike it's down to

us die-hard Beatleholics now.

Look, I'm sorry

if I came on a Iittle strong.

I've been standing out here

for nearly three days now.

You strike up a conversation Iike I'm your

Iong-Iost cousin, then you get all hostile.

I'm bored

and I'm far away from home,

so I try to talk to people

for a Iittle companionship.

I'm tired, so I guess

that's why I flew off the handle.

I'm sorry, OK?

AII right.

Hey, relax. No one's gonna

steal your album around here.

- Do you get a Iot of shots of John?

- Oh, yeah. AII the time.

Hey, here he comes.

[Mark] Thanks, John.

- [John] Anything else?

- [Mark] Thanks.

- [John] You're welcome.

- [Mark] Thanks, John.

Oh, you Iucked out big time.

That's pretty special.

Big stars don't usually put the date.

That's a collector's item.

You know,

wait until they see this back in Hawaii.

- Did you get any of me?

- I think so.

I'II give you anything

for that picture. Anything.

Did I have my hat on

or was it off?

I don't want to be next to John Lennon

with this stupid hat on. Was it on or off?

- I think it was on.

- Sh*t!

Listen, is there any way

you could get me that picture tonight?

- I'II give you $50 for it.

- I Iive in New Jersey.

OK, meet me here tomorrow

and I'II give you 50. Deal?

OK.

Jesus!

Wait until they see that picture

back in Hawaii.

You know, me,

standing next to John Lennon.

That's it. I'm gone. Good Iuck.

I'm staying at the Sheraton.

Like I said, you can't be too careful,

especially in a city Iike this.

You never know

who you're talking to.

I'm not from Hawaii.

I'm from Georgia.

I grew up just outside Atlanta,

in Decatur, Georgia.

I've travelled around the world,

but Hawaii's the place I belong.

I probably wouldn't be alive

if I hadn't moved there.

You wouldn't believe what I went there for.

I've Iived an ironical Iife.

- I'II be back tomorrow night.

- You ought to wait.

I mean,

they'II be back before midnight.

Look, you got your autograph from John.

Give it up for the day and get some rest.

No. I'm gonna get Yoko's.

Hey, you know, why don't I take your

picture with him when he comes back?

I know about cameras.

I've used them before.

I see John all the time. I can get my

picture taken any time. I'm going home.

Well, suppose you don't see him again?

[engine starts]

Mr Lennon?

[glass smashes / Yoko screams]

[Yoko wails]

[Yoko sobs]

John!

[sirens approach]

- Go! Go! Get out of here!

- But where would I go?

I don't know.

[Mark] It was like a movie.

It was like I was in a movie.

I got a gun,

I got hollow-point bullets.

I thought he would just drop

right in front of me and that was it.

I thought he was just gonna fall down,

like in the movies.

Fall down dead.

[sirens approach]

[man] Freeze! Police!

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