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The Soloist Page #4
And we're comfortable together.
Thank you, Leeann.
That's so nice to hear you say that.
I call him Piggy Boy and stuff like that,
but I shouldn't,
because he's in a bad shape.
We thought his problem was cocaine.
- But it was pancreatic cancer.
- Yeah?
KK's French, Egyptian,
and African-American,
and I am a quarter French.
I know about disease.
I know how to treat it.
Now I understand people.
I can help so many people fast,
and I can comfort them.
They've got Italian nurses, 6'4",
in the county hospital.
And one of them talked to me
like I was trash.
Now, this is probably that the hour
of power that the Bible speaks of,
somebody who speaks a harsh
language, will have what the computer...
The computer is probably the beast.
My aunt ended up with
because she didn't want to go to bed
with her sex-crazed husband.
He was paying call girls $100 apiece,
going to bed with them
and coming home
and giving my aunt all kinds of diseases.
I got sick. I was working over there.
And I got sicker than a dog one day.
I got an infection in my esophagus.
The neighbor's dog was sick one day
and the only thing I had on hand
was a packet of tetracycline
for my chickens.
So they wouldn't... They were too busy
to treat her at the moment.
- You're fantastic.
Ice cold. Ice cold.
"Points West" by Steve Lopez.
I put Nathaniel's new instruments
in safekeeping and waited.
Fifteen minutes.
Thirty minutes. An hour.
Too long, in fact,
'cause guess what, schmuck,
you got a deadline tomorrow.
And the story of a guy not showing up
is not a story.
Nathaniel. Nathaniel. Nathaniel.
Okay.
So, you guys are basically united
by non-belief.
- That's right.
- Yeah.
So, do you non-gather?
And non-worship?
We tried, but...
- Not a lot to talk about.
- Yeah.
- Now we have a website.
- Swell.
Anything else you don't believe in?
- Sorry.
- Yeah, actually...
- Sorry.
- Okay.
- Lopez.
- Can you hear this?
Sorry, can't hear you.
I said, can you hear this?
This family thinks it can have
this conversation at every step.
This is my apartment.
This is my apartment.
This is my apartment.
Nathaniel Anthony Ayers Junior.
N-A-T-H-A...
- I need Charles for the practice.
...because you're so good.
I am so good, but I still have
There's a fine line in performances.
- I mean, I can't let her beat me.
- I really have to practice.
Half an hour is all it takes for me.
Half an hour.
Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel?
- Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel Ayers.
- Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel Ayers.
- Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel. Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel.
- Ayers!
- Nathaniel!
Ma, I'm good, honestly, it's just that...
- I'm real proud of you, baby.
- Thank you.
It's just that I'm not always so sure
I know what's going on, and...
You are gonna be fine.
It's so frightening, and...
And I'm having trouble
differentiating certain things.
Keeping things separated.
If you'd like to make a call,
please hang up and try again.
If you need help...
- That's where your pain is stored.
- Nathaniel.
- Nathaniel. Nathaniel.
Protect her from the pain.
Nathaniel.
I'll be here to protect you from the pain.
- I'll protect you from the pain.
- I'll protect you from the pain.
I'll protect you from the pain.
I'll protect you from their eyes and ears.
Nathaniel.
Are you finding this piece to be
beyond your abilities?
They're listening to you, Nathaniel.
They can hear your thoughts, Nathaniel.
- I can hear your thoughts, Nathaniel.
- Well, then I suggest you do better.
They can hear your thoughts, Nathaniel.
- Don't think, Nathaniel.
- Bar 179, ladies and gentlemen.
- Run away, Nathaniel.
- Run away, Nathaniel.
Run away, Nathaniel.
- Come on. Run.
- You should run.
- You'll have to hide, Nathaniel.
- Run!
- You'll never get out of there.
- You'll never get out of there.
- Run! Run! Run!
- You'll never get out.
- Quick, like a jackrabbit.
- Nathaniel.
They're white, heartless, aren't they?
- Heartless.
- Hide.
Hide for me here, Nathaniel.
We see you, Nathaniel.
- They'll see you, Nathaniel.
- Whiteness.
- There's no hiding, Nathaniel.
- Whiteness.
You'll never hide well enough.
... turn you white...
- Whiteness!
- No hiding for you, Nathaniel.
- Whiteness. Whiteness.
Whiteness.
You'll take it,
because I want my out.
Detroit? Anger management.
It's amazing, right?
Does it look like
I need some anger management to you?
Yeah. Man, I'll take him any day.
- What does he have, schizophrenia?
- I don't know.
Well, we should hook him up with
psychiatric services and find out, right?
Yeah, I don't get
too hung up on diagnosis.
What do you mean?
What do I mean?
But how do you help somebody
if you don't know what they have?
Look at these people.
Every one of them's been diagnosed
more than you can imagine.
And as far as I can tell,
it hasn't done them any good.
But he needs medication, right?
I'll tell you one thing he doesn't need.
he needs medication.
Son of a b*tch.
- Where'd he go?
- Who?
- Nathaniel.
- Don't ask me, dude.
- Thanks, Steve.
- You're welcome, Steve.
- Keep walking. Keep walking!
- There's a cop over there.
- He'll shoot a nigga with a pop.
- You got that cheese, huh?
- You're right about that cheese.
- Hold on, hold on. Hold up.
Hey, wait!
Want to buy some candy?
Five-o. Five-o.
No way this is gonna be...
That boy's not the real police.
Oh, man.
Hell, man. Where's my piece at, nigga?
Back up.
I went over to the library.
some sheet music.
Sonata Number 1, F Major, Opus 5,
Sonata Number 2 in A Major,
Opus 69 for String Quartet.
What happened?
Somebody get beat up?
Overdose, I think.
The other night, someone...
There was a beating over here.
Someone got bones rearranged
in their face. It was just crazy.
I don't understand why anybody
would do something like that.
- This where you sleep?
- I used to sleep on Wall Street,
but it's too dirty.
You know, Mr. Lopez, my vision...
I hate to admit it, but I'm gonna have
to be like Beethoven.
Just do what he did and just die.
Thank you, Mr. Lopez.
My vision is not far-off stuff,
just basically getting
across the street safely.
Honor thy father and mother,
and then, hopefully,
the music will take care of itself.
That's really all you can do.
I mean, when you think about it,
there's not much that
you can do other than that.
- Would you care for a drink?
- I'm fine.
Thanks.
Gotta tuck this guy in here,
nice and safe.
Put that down there.
Make sure this corner...
You can rest on this.
Do you think of writers often, Mr. Lopez?
Do you think of writers
the way I think about musicians?
I write for a living,
and it's not like it used to be.
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