The Voices Page #2

Aw.

Yeah, six months later,

he marries Jill.

Now they've got three kids and I'm

stuck in this stupid temp job.

I think it's time

to move back home.

I know karate.

Thanks for coming out, Jerry.

It's cool.

Do you want my last

Krunchy Choo-Choo?

- I only had a bite.

- Yeah, sure.

Hey, can you give me

a ride to my car?

Or, just home, you know.

- Sorry.

- Um...

You're giving a ride to Fiona.

No, no, no, no, no. It's okay, Jerry.

I've got a lift.

- So...

- I don't mind, Fi.

I'd love to, uh,

give you a ride.

Okay.

So, you...

you're... okay.

I can just get a cab.

- What are you doing this weekend?

- I was hoping on...

There's this cool Chinese restaurant

that I wanted take you to.

- Shi Shan.

- Chinese?

Yeah, but it's more than just

egg rolls and fortune cookies.

- Do you wanna go?

- When?

On Friday night.

I'll pick you up after work.

No, it's... it's all right.

I don't need a lift.

Or just meet there, then?

The show starts at 7:00.

There's a show?

A show, yes.

More than just a show.

The best spectacle

in the world.

- You'll love it.

- Wow.

- Prepare to be amazed.

- Okay. Cool.

I'll get there early.

I'll save you a seat.

- All right.

- All right.

All right. Thanks for

the ride, Jerry.

All right.

No problem, Fiona.

Have a good night.

Got a date

with Fiona on Friday

night from England.

Well, f*** me.

I'm an a**hole.

I apologize, man.

You were right.

Cat food's in the kitchen, Jer,

and I can't open the can.

I don't have thumbs.

Who's my good boy?

Who's my good boy?

- Hey, Jerry.

- Hey, Lisa.

- Hey...

- Alison.

- What's up?

- Where's Fiona?

She just left.

Do you have something for her?

Yeah, she needs this address.

Shi Shan.

It's the restaurant

where we're gonna meet.

We'll make sure she gets it.

- Is there anything else?

- No.

Make sure she gets that, okay?

It's important.

- Yeah, we'll make sure.

- Okay.

- Is he gone?

- Yeah, he's gone.

What is this about?

Oh, it's this

Chinese restaurant.

I said I might

meet him over there.

Well, no.

You can't.

Tonight's karaoke.

Oh, yeah.

Karaoke.

Well, just call him and

tell him you can't make it.

No, I don't want to upset him.

I'll wait until

the office closes

and then I'll leave

a message on voicemail.

You're a real sweetheart,

Fiona.

Whaa!

Hey, fish.

"Hi, Jerry.

How you doing,

man?"

Well, I'm a little bit bummed.

"No duh.

She stood you up. "

I'm sure there's a reason.

"I sure hope so.

I wish I could help you,

Jerry, but I'm just a fish. "

Oh.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Have you seen Alison?

No. I think she's gonna

keep going, actually.

Oh, sh*t!

- Oh, no.

- Now my phone's f***ed.

- Oh...

- No, that's all right.

I was gonna walk back

to the plant...

Oh, no.

I'll give you a ride.

- Yeah.

- Thank you! You're the best!

- Okay, you ready?

- Okay.

Go!

You okay?

- Yeah.

It's so horrible!

Ahh! It's like being

in England again.

You want me to wait?

- No.

- Have a good night.

Ugh.

Bloody hell!

Ugh.

Sh*t!

Ahh!

Jerry!

Fiona?

Jerry.

- Ohh.

- Fiona, you're soaked.

- Get in.

- Wow.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

What are you doing out here?

I was listening to music.

I- I went to Shi Shan.

I didn't see you there.

Didn't you get my message?

No. No.

- No.

- I'm so sorry, Jerry.

Well, you, uh...

need a hot chocolate

or something?

I suppose I owe you, don't I?

Go on, then.

I'm freezing.

I... you're sitting

on a blanket.

Oh.

Don't stare, Jerry.

- Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

- It's all right.

- I'm really sorry.

- It's not the end of the world, Jerry.

Oh...

God, I'm starving.

Let's get something to eat.

I got crackers

in the glove box.

Oh, no.

We need something horrible

and greasy tonight.

- Do you know Doran's?

- Uh-uh.

You're gonna love it.

It's this terrible, cheap,

all-night burger joint

out by the county line.

- We go.

- And you wanna go there tonight?

Yes and yes!

Full steam ahead, Captain.

- And don't spare the chili.

- Yeah, all right.

You know, they say a lot of things

about you up in Accounting.

Like what?

Well, that arty chick Lisa,

she thinks you're hot.

And everybody else, we just

wonder where you're from.

Oh, my family moved here from

Berlin when I was seven.

You know, a kid's gotta go

where his parents take him.

I don't even have that excuse.

Why do you live here, then?

Oh, God. Well, if you

find out, call me.

- Hm.

- No, sorry.

No, that came out wrong.

I'm sorry.

You don't like Milton?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It's nice.

You know, the people are friendly.

It's pretty.

No. High school football

and karaoke bars isn't enough.

I'm bored.

Insanely bored.

You like heaven better, huh?

Heaven?

- What?

- Where you're from.

Heaven?

Hardly.

No, I'm from Reading.

Reading is a lot closer

to hell.

Oh.

You like trivia?

- Yes. Why?

- I got a good one.

Okay, there's tons of

angels in the Bible,

but only four of them

have names,

three of which are Michael,

Raphael, and Gabriel.

Who's the fourth?

You're not getting all religious

on me, are you, Jerry?

No, I... this...

this is fun.

Come on, guess.

Who's the fourth?

I don't know.

Freddy the Angel.

No. Not Freddy.

You know this.

You know his name,

I promise you.

You're forgetting one thing.

You're forgetting

that he's an angel.

Jerry, kill me.

I wanna die.

Take your knife

and cut my throat.

- Don't worry,

- I'll help you.

What?

No, no, Jerry!

- No! Don't!

- I gotta do it. I gotta do it.

Oh, my God.

The fourth angel is Lucifer.

What?

Lucifer is an angel

that, uh... a fallen angel.

Fio... Fiona.

Fiona!

He asked me to do it.

Fiona, don't run.

You'll get lost.

- Ah!

- Fiona!

Ah!

Oh, I don't know

how that happened.

I'm sorry if I hurt you.

Oh...

You... you're in pain?

You're suffering?

I love you.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Hi, Jer.

- Not now, buddy.

What the hell you been doing?

It's okay, Bosco.

Pretty bad situation, buddy.

I know.

Maybe the best thing

to do is just, um,

go to the cops

and explain everything.

- Just tell them what happened?

- Mmm, yeah.

I think you're right.

Be good to get it off my chest.

If I wait, it'll be

a million times worse.

Thanks, Bosco.

You are both so f***ing naive.

You go to the cops and you say,

"Hey, man, I accidentally

stabbed that English chick.

Oh, oh, oh. "

You think they'll all

nod and understand

the way your stupid dog does?

- I don't know.

- Well, I do know.

Where tattooed meth addicts

will buttfuck you daily

for 15 years to life.

You're a good man

who made a mistake.

Nobody is gonna

rape you, Jerry.

But he did mean to do it.

- No.

- Not the deer.

That was an accident.

I'm talking about the girl.

- You wanted to kill her.

- Never.

Why'd you take the knife, then?

Oh, my God.

- I'm evil.

- No, you're not.

I've killed things

on purpose, Jerry.

There's no shame in it.

It's instinct.

The only time I felt truly

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