The Making of 'The Mean Season' Page #5
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EXCUSE ME.
YOU MR. ANDERSON?
YEAH.
ALL ALONE.
YEAH, WELL, I THIN
K I'M GLAD YOU COME.
I GOT TO GET THIS THING
REFITTED:
DOWN A THE V.A. HOSPITAL.
TREAT YOU PRETTY
GOOD DOWN THERE.
OH, UH...
I'M JUST GOING TO
TAKE A COUPLE NOTES
WHILE WE TALK.
YOU DON'T MIND,
DO YOU?
]
[Unhooks leg brace
I GUESS. GO AHEAD.
I DON'T WANT MY NAME
IN THE PAPER.
I FIGURE THIS GUY'S
CRAZY ENOUGH,
HE WOULDN'T THINK TWICE
ABOUT WASTING ME.
I'VE BEEN WASTED
ENOUGH ALREADY.
GOT TO HANG ONTO
WHAT'S LEFT.
I CAN GIVE YOU:
ANONYMITY,
BUT THE POLICE WILL
LET ME THINK:
ABOUT THAT.
WELL, I'M A LITTLE
SHORT ON TIME.
I'M WORKING
ON A DEADLINE.
WHY DON'T WE JUS START WITH YOUR NAME?
[Turning notebook pages]
THAT YOU PEOPLE PAY
FOR THIS KIND:
OF INFORMATION.
I DON'T.
OH, COME ON.
IT WON'T BE MUCH.
YOU KNOW, 20? 10?
DO YOU HAVE ANY:
INFORMATION FOR ME
OR NOT?
THIS GUY'S NAME
WAS O'SHAUGHNESSY,
AND I MET HIM:
DOWNTOWN,
UM...
.
DOWN A THE SALVATION ARMY
UH,
KIND OF A JUICER.
HE WAS DEPRESSED
ALL THE TIME,
BUT THEN, HE HAD
GOOD REASON TO BE.
ABOUT A YEAR AGO,
UH, HE LOST HIS PARENTS,
HIS WIFE, SISTER-IN-LAW,
AND TEENAGE DAUGHTER.
WHAT HAPPENED?
HIS BROTHER JUS WENT OUT OF HIS HEAD.
GOT HIS GUN,
MIDDLE OF THE DAY,
PUT THE MUZZLES:
RIGHT HERE,
RIGHT AT THE BASE
OF THEIR SKULLS,
AND BLEW:
THEIR HEADS OFF.
SOUND FAMILIAR:
TO YOU?
WAS O'SHAUGHNESSY?
YOU REMEMBER:
HIS FIRST NAME?
ALBERT,
I DO BELIEVE.
WHERE WAS THIS?
.
KENOSHA, WISCONSIN
HE WORKED:
ON A PACER LINE.
HE USED TO CALL THEM
KENOSHA CADILLACS.
THIS GUY'S
FROM DETROIT.
KENOSHA.
I GOT THAT RIGHT HERE
SOMEWHERE IN MY NOTES.
EXCUSE ME A MINUTE.
YEAH. HERE IT IS.
.
I GOT TO:
TAKE MYSELF A PISS
[Fly buzzing]
UH, LISTEN,
THIS IS REALLY GOOD.
THAT'S REALLY ALL I NEED.
[Urinating]
FOR LEGAL REASONS.
[Mike]
MIKE HILSON, SPEC FOUR,
HONORABLY DISCHARGED
APRIL 1, 1971.
UH-HUH. IS THA H-I-L-S-O-N?
[Mike]
THAT'S RIGHT.
HA HA! KILLED ME
SOME SLOPES WITH THIS.
IT'S NO GOOD
AT A DISTANCE,
YOU KNOW, BU
WHEN YOU DROP THEM
WITH THE M-16,
THIS WILL:
STOP THEM WRIGGLING.
GO AHEAD.
FIRING PIN'S OU BECAUSE MY NEPHEW
LIKES TO PLAY WITH I
WHEN HE COMES OVER
TO VISIT.
YOU DON' NEED TO TELL ME
IT'S A LOUSY TOY
FOR A KID.
[Click]
UGH. F***ING LEG.
SOMETIMES I WISH
I WAS PARALYZED:
ALL THE WAY.
THEN THE V.A. WOULD
HAVE TO GIVE ME:
AN EXTRA 60 BUCKS
A MONTH.
THANKS, MIKE.
LOOK, IF THERE'S
ANYTHING I CAN DO
TO HELP YOU OU DOWN AT THE V.A.,
JUST GIVE ME:
A CALL, O.K.?
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.
HEY, THANKS A LOT.
UGH.
WE OUGHT TO:
THROW YOU IN JAIL
FOR OBSTRUCTING JUSTICE.
YOU SHOULD HAVE:
CALLED ME, MAL,
AFTER YOU PU THIS STORY TO BED.
I HAD ENOUGH:
CONFIRMATION:
FOR A STORY:
BUT NOT FOR YOU.
THAT'S NO YOUR DECISION, MAN!
JUST GIVE ME:
THE GUY'S ADDRESS.
WE GO PROBLEMS.
WHAT?
ACCORDING TO:
AMERICAN MOTORS,
THEY NEVER:
EMPLOYED:
AN ALBER O'SHAUGHNESSY.
THE PENTAGON:
SAYS THERE WAS:
NO SPEC FOUR:
NAMED:
MICHAEL HILSON:
DISCHARGED:
APRIL 1, 1971.
I THINK WE'VE
BEEN SCREWED.
[Bang]
APRIL 1st?
APRIL FOOLS'?
YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO
MEET HIM FACE-TO-FACE.
REMEMBER THAT?
WHAT?
[Hilson on tape recorder]
I CERTAINLY ENJOYED
OUR LITTLE CHAT.
MORE FAVORABLE CIRCUMSTANCES
IN THE FUTURE.
[Maniacal laughter]
I'M SORRY.
BUT YOU DID:
WANT TO MEET IN PERSON
MALCOLM.
HEH HEH HEH!
FOUR DOWN,
ONE TO GO.
HA HA HA!
[Shuts off tape recorder]
HELL OF A DEAL.
[sighs]
??[Moody music]
WE COULD HAVE:
HAD HIM.
SEAL IT OFF.
O.K., PEOPLE,
HELP US OUT.
MOVE IT BACK NOW,
PLEASE.
[Police radio transmitting]
[Nolan] YOU'RE GOING
TO TAKE A PUBLIC WHIPPING
LIKE NO ONE'S
EVER SEEN.
I HAVE:
ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA
HOW TO WRITE THIS.
I BETTER GO.
YEAH.
WHEN YOU FINISH:
WITH THEIR ARTIST,
BRING BACK A COPY
OF THE SKETCH.
I'LL KEEP WORKING
ON IT.
[Telephone rings]
ANDERSON.
[Hilson]
HI. IT'S ME.
WHAT THE HELL:
YOU WERE GETTING
BIGGER THAN ME.
A PEG OR TWO.
YOU DID. NOW YOU CAN CALL
SOMEBODY ELSE.
YOUR STORY'S GOTTEN OLD.
I'M GOING TO
FRESHEN IT UP.
TO SOMEONE ELSE.
FINE. I'M NOT WRITING
ONE MORE WORD ABOUT YOU.
I KNEW THIS:
WOULD HAPPEN.
BUT YOU'RE
STILL GOING TO:
HAVE A PART.
NO. NO PART.
DON'T BE THAT WAY,
MALCOLM.
REMEMBER,
NO ONE'S SAFE.
NO ONE'S IMMUNE.
ARE YOU:
THREATENING ME?
??[Suspenseful music]
I STUDY PEOPLE,
TOO, HMM?
JUST LIKE:
A REPORTER.
,
WATCH THEIR HABITS
THEIR ROUTINES.
SUPPOSING HER CAR
WOULDN'T START?
HOW WOULD:
SHE KNOW THE WIRES
HAD BEEN SWITCHED
ON THE:
DISTRIBUTOR CAP?
DO YOU THINK:
SHE'D TURN DOWN HELP
FROM A SUBSTITUTE
TEACHER?
[Clicks receiver]
HEY.
WHOA!
HEY, MAL!
OH!
WHAT THE HELL'S
[Christine
starting engine]
[Engine grinds]
WOULD YOU LIKE ME
TO TAKE A LOOK?
OH, SURE. PLEASE.
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S WRONG WITH IT.
IT WAS FINE:
THIS MORNING.
,
WELL, THIS ISN' MY FIELD, YOU KNOW
BUT SOMETIMES:
I GET LUCKY.
[Tires squeal]
[Siren]
[Brakes squeal]
OH!
[Horns honking]
[Engine grinds]
O.K. TRY IT AGAIN.
[Engine grinds]
[Siren]
GET A PERIMETER:
HERE!
COME WITH ME!
[Policeman]
SID, COVER THE BACK!
?
WHERE'S
CHRISTINE CONNELLY
I DON'T KNOW.
I SAW HER:
OUT IN THE HALL:
TALKING TO SOMEONE
A FEW MINUTES AGO.
WHO?
MAN, ARE YOU TRYING TO
GET SOMEBODY KILLED?
WHAT'S WRONG?
JUST ANYBODY CAN
WALK AROUND YOUR
GODDAMN SCHOOL?
HEY! ENOUGH!
DID YOU SEE THEM
LEAVE, MA'AM?
STAY HERE! HEY!
??[Suspenseful music]
[Sighs]
COME ON OUT.
IT'S O.K. NOW.
WE'RE JUST LOOKING
FOR THE BAD GUYS.
CRAYONS, HUH?
SO THAT'S IT.
OH!
SORRY, KID.
MAL...
[Sighs]
THIS GUY HERE IS--
HE'S ALL FLASH.
SHE'S O.K., MAL.
YOU THINK SO,
RIGHT?
YES.
IF HE'S DUPLICATING
THOSE FIVE KILLINGS,
THEN HE'S
ALREADY ACCOUNTED
FOR ALL THE WOMEN.
SHE'S O.K.
??[Suspenseful music]
HAVE YOU:
EVER NOTICED:
THAT THE OLDER:
YOU GET,
THE SMALLER:
YOU BECOME?
[Muffled]
I MEAN...
WHEN I WAS:
A LITTLE KID,
THE BLOCK:
WE LIVED ON:
WAS THE WHOLE:
WORLD TO ME.
BUT...
I KNEW EVERYBODY.
I WAS SIGNIFICANT,
EVEN IMPORTANT.
ARE YOU GOING:
TO KILL ME?
LET'S TRY TO
KEEP THESE THINGS
AS ABSTRAC AS POSSIBLE.
O.K.?
APPLE?
UH! N-NO.
UGH.
I WANT YOU:
TO UNDERSTAND:
SOMETHING.
WHAT?
YOU'RE KILLING PEOPLE
BECAUSE YOU WAN TO BE NOTICED.
YOU WANT TO FEEL
SIGNIFICANT? HA HA!
HEY, AS A TEACHER,
YOUR RANGE:
OF COMPREHENSION
COULD BE IMPROVED.
I'M SORRY.
FOR THE MOST PART,
GOOD BEHAVIOR:
GOES UNNOTICED.
OH, NEVER MIND.
WHAT DO YOU CARE?
I DO CARE!
JUST TELL ME WHA YOU WANT UNDERSTOOD!
JUST TELL ME:
WHAT YOU WANT!
!
IT'S NOT IMPORTAN
NOTHING IS.
ALL YOU'RE CONCERNED
ABOUT IS DYING.
I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE.
IT'S NOT MY FAULT.
NONE OF IT IS.
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