The Sunset Limited Page #5
To my recollection there was
only a bunch of n*ggers!
Go ahead.
Now at some point
I musta pulled
the knife out and...
and dropped on the floor
somewhere.
Meanwhile, I'm still wailing
on this n*gger's head,
but his friend has got
ahold of me from behind.
But I got one hand on the rail
so I ain't going nowhere.
But what I don't know
is that this dude
musta picked up the knife
and he's trying to gut me.
I felt the blood.
I turned around
and I bust him in the head.
And he went skittering off
across the floor.
And by now somebody
done pushed the button
and the alarm is going.
Everybody's down on the floor
and we in lockdown.
The guard up on the rail...
He got his shotgun
pointed at me
and he's hollering,
"You! Get on the floor
and drop the weapon!"
when the lieutenant tells him,
"Hold your fire!
You! Throw down that club!"
I looked around,
and I was the only one
standing.
I see the n*gger's feet sticking
out from under the counter
where he'd done crawled.
I don't remember
much after that.
They...
they told me
I had lost almost
half my blood.
I remember
slipping around in it,
but I thought it was
the other dude's.
Did the man die?
No, he didn't.
Everybody lived.
They thought he was dead,
but he wasn't.
so I ain't really had
no more trouble out of him.
head kinda to the side,
lost one eye,
arm's hanging down,
didn't talk right.
They shipped him off
to another facility.
But that's not the whole story.
- No, it ain't.
- So what happened?
I woke up in the infirmary.
They had already done
operated on me.
My spleen was cut open,
liver, I don't know what all.
I had 280 stitches
holding me together
and, whoo, I was hurting.
I didn't know you could
hurt that much.
And still they had me
in leg irons
and had me handcuffed to the
bed, if you can believe that.
Now as I lay there,
I heard this voice
just as clear,
couldn't have been no clearer.
And the voice said,
"If it was not
for the grace of God
you would not be here."
Man, I tried to sit up
and look around,
but I couldn't.
Wasn't no need to nohow,
'cause wasn't nobody there.
I mean, there was somebody
there all right,
but wasn't no need for me looking
around to see if I could see him.
You don't think this is
a strange kind of story?
Yeah, I do think
it's a strange kind of story.
No, what I mean is that you
didn't feel sorry for this man.
Oh, you getting ahead
of the story.
The story of how a fellow inmate
became a crippled one-eyed halfwit
so that you could find God.
- Whoa-ho.
- Well, isn't it?
- I don't know.
- You hadn't thought of it that way?
Oh yeah, hell,
I thought of it that way.
Well, isn't that
the true story?
Look, professor, I don't want to
get on the wrong side of you.
And you seem to have
a powerful wish
for that to be the story,
so I got to say that is
one way of looking at it.
I gotta concede that.
Gotta keep you interested.
- String me along.
- You all right with that?
And then put me in the...
What is it? The trick bag?
- Yeah.
- Right.
You got to remember
- this is a jailhouse story.
- All right.
- Which you specifically asked for.
- All right.
The point is, professor,
I ain't got the first
notion in the world
about what makes God tick.
I don't know why he spoke to me.
- I know I wouldn't have.
- But you listened.
- I don't know.
Not listen.
You think he goes around
talking to people
to him in the first place?
You think he got
that kind of free time?
Why is it you people
can't just accept it
that some people don't even
want to believe in God?
- I can accept that.
- You can?
Sure I can.
Meaning I believe that to be a fact.
I mean I'm looking
at it every day,
so I'd better accept it.
Then why can't you
leave us alone?
Oh, to be hanging from
steampipes and all that?
If that's what
we want to do, yes.
Because he said not to.
It's in here.
- Don't you want to be happy?
- Happy?
What, you got something
against being happy?
- God help us.
- What, I done opened up a can of worms?
What you got against
being happy?
It's contrary
to the human condition.
Contrary to your condition.
Happy?
What, like there ain't
no such thing?
Not for nobody?
No.
How did we get ourselves
in such a fix as this?
We were born
in such a fix as this.
Suffering and human destiny
are the same thing.
Each is a description
of the other.
We ain't talking
about no suffering.
We're talking
about being happy.
- You can't be happy if you're in pain.
- Why not?
You're not making any sense.
Oh, them is some hard words
from the professor.
The preacher has fell back.
He's clutching his heart.
His eyes is rolled back
in his head.
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute, folks.
The preacher's blinking.
He's coming back.
He's coming back.
The point is, professor,
that if you ain't got
no pain in your life,
how would you even know
when you was happy?
As compared to what?
You don't have anything to
drink around here, do you?
No, I don't.
Is you a drinking man?
- Are we about to get a temperance lecture?
- Not from me.
It's been a difficult day.
I take it you don't drink.
No, I don't.
I've done my share of it
in my time though.
Are you in A.A.?
No no, no A.A.
I just quit.
I've had a lot of friends
who was drinkers though...
Most of them for that matter.
Most of them dead too.
From drinking?
Well, from drinking or reasons
not too far from it.
I had a friend get run down not
too long ago by a taxicab.
Now where you think
he was headed drunk?
I don't know.
Where was he going?
To get more whisky.
He had plenty at the house,
they're gonna run out.
Was he killed?
I hope so.
We buried him.
I suppose there's
a moral to this story.
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