The Raven Page #2

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- Don't break my... sh*t.

- I didn't break it.

- God!

- Jesus.

Why do I keep you around?

Oh, I remember!

- Ha ha ha.

- You're so funny.

- I know.

- Jesus.

- Uh-huh. Yep.

- No.

- I don't like dentists.

- I'll drug you.

- You'll drug me?

- I'll drug you and take you.

You're drugging

enough there.

Um, with the flashing?

Kinda f***ing up my high.

Don't you have to do

laundry or something?

Lan, come up.

You can't look too trashed

for tomorrow.

- Hey, that's what makes...

- We've got quite a few interviews,

don't forget.

- Hmm, yeah, I know.

- Do you want some?

Um, maybe.

I'll think about it.

- You're gonna take me tomorrow?

- Yeah.

- Definitely.

- Not you.

All right, I won't.

Um, we have to set that

appointment with the dentist

probably no later

than 11:
00 a.m.,

- because we have to be...

- When does it end?

At 1:
00.

And at 3:
00 you've got

an interview

with your fans

and the press, so...

you've got to be there

right after.

You've got a long

busy day.

Well, if I have to do

all that sh*t tomorrow,

I'd better get

pretty damn high tonight.

- Not too high.

- Yeah yeah.

You gotta get up

early tomorrow.

You gotta take me

to the dentist, remember?

- Ugh.

- Looks like he's an expert here.

Buddy boy.

- Mr. Randy.

- Sorry.

Not too much.

It's all right.

You can't look

too trashed tomorrow.

Hope he gives me a lollipop.

- Are you going to take me tomorrow?

- Yeah.

So what time do you have to wake up

for the... to take her to the dentist?

- Like 9:
30.

- Oi.

Number four is done.

Skinner was here.

All that drilling

and blood goozing

in your mouth. Ugh.

High up in the mountains,

above all things alive,

the raven had his nest.

It's where he kept his prey.

It's where heaven

turns into hell.

My childhood dreams

had always been more real

than anything

in my real life.

So was the death

of Skinner,

which repeated itself

over and over

and became the cornerstone

of my guilt.

Redemption in paradise.

Paradise for me meant

to be in the arms

of a man who would

not leave me,

not abandon me, and that, of course,

would only be in death.

And it would most certainly

have to be Edgar.

I began to further distance

myself from all living things...

almost dead, in constant

yearning for Edgar.

And my soul from out

that shadow

that lies floating

on the floor

shall be lifted...

nevermore!

Ah, distinctly I remember

it was in the bleak December...

And each separate

dying ember...

it's shadow

on the floor.

- Got me a nice bike there.

- You like that one?

- I'm lovin' it.

- You like the skulls?

I love the skulls.

How'd you know it's my favorite color?

A test drive

would be awesome.

- I doubt it.

- I love my bike.

It better not

be worth over $20,000.

It's not worth

over $20,000.

That's nice.

- "Buy me this bike."

- That's why I picked my sugar mama.

That's right, baby.

Mama's got some money.

She loves always taking

care of me.

A beautiful bike.

Business or personal account?

Personal, of course.

Unless you've got it,

then maybe we have a deal.

For now, I'm gonna

have to let you go.

Yeah, a new bike

for her boytoy.

I told her nothing more

than $20,000... that's it, 20.

Will you stop it with that?

Lenore, we've got to talk.

Right now.

- I'll be back.

- All right, bye.

What?

- Are you sure about this?

- Yes, I am.

- You just met him.

- That doesn't matter.

- It's a Harley-Davidson.

- It's $20,000!

Lt's not $20,000,

I swear.

Don't you think

that's a little ridiculous?

No. I have the money.

I didn't just meet him, plus...

I mean, he's a great guy.

Great guy...

yeah, for $20,000.

- It's not $20,000.

- Think about it first.

Will you at least think

about it overnight?

I mean, what has he

really done for $20,000?

I just want to buy it for him.

Is that such a big deal?

- Yes, it is.

- It's my money.

No, it's not.

It's everyone's money.

I'm not taking it out

of the business account.

I'm taking it

out of my own...

Whatever goes to your personal

is from the business.

Lust is a deadly sin.

Let me look at you.

Oh, Lenore,

you are so pretty.

I can't believe you're

10 years old today.

It seems just like yesterday

you came to us as

a little tiny baby.

But I want you to know,

now that you're 10 years old,

I think

you're growing up

and there are probably some

things that you should know.

The man

that we called Grandpa...

that you called Grandpa...

was actually not your

real grandfather.

He is the man that gave you

the beautiful name Lenore.

When you came to us

as an orphan baby,

he was the one who found you

and loved you

and brought you to me

for me to keep for him.

You're okay with that,

aren't you?

He was a dashing

airline pilot,

and he got hurt

and lost sight in his eye

and could never fly again.

But he would hold you,

and kiss you and love you

and read you those beautiful stories

from Edgar Allan Poe.

Well, to tell you the truth

now you know,

when he passes on

to go meet Jesus,

he's left a will.

Do you know what a will is?

A will is a piece of paper

that allows an heir...

which you will

be his heir...

to collect all of his

worldly possessions.

That means when Grandpa

goes to meet Jesus,

that big house is yours

and nobody can ever

take that away from you.

You can live there forever.

The man in your dreams,

Lenore, grew up

just like you.

And one day

he became real.

But now you must

confront evil

and go back to the time

when you were 10 years old.

Turn him back into the playful

jester he once was.

Don't allow him to have

the power he's seeking.

Become who you were

destined to be

and continue to shape

your own future,

neither in poetry

nor in darkness.

And never give up on love.

The raven will show you

the way.

He alone knows

your destiny

in life, as in death.

I'm going to give you

a break for a minute.

I'm going to go and check

a patient in the other room.

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

While I'm gone, they're gonna

take some x-rays on you, okay?

All right.

Thank you.

- Jackie, how are you doing today?

- Good. How are you?

All right. We were going to do a filling

on the lower left side.

- Okay.

- Are you up for that?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

It's my first cavity.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- I'm gonna lower you back.

- Okay.

Okay, open real big.

This stuff kinda tastes

like pina colada here.

- Are you all right?

- Just close like that...

...and then it's gonna

go to sleep.

- See, that wasn't so bad, right?

- Mm-hmm.

- And you don't feel anything.

- Huh-uh.

- It'll be good.

- I can close my mouth, huh?

Yeah.

- You'll be fine.

- Okay.

- All that sugar.

- I know.

- You've been eating a lot of carbs.

- Thanks to all the tours.

You don't throw it up.

Getting so numb.

- You getting there?

- Yeah.

Starting to, like, not be able

to feel your face?

Oh, it's actually numb.

What do you feel?

You hear it though.

The sound's weird, but...

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