The Voices Page #3

alive is when I'm killing.

The only time I've

ever felt truly alive.

You see what I mean?

But you have to do something

about the body, Jer.

What about the body?

Well, some hiker

stumbles across it,

and pretty soon

it's "CSI:
Milton. "

And guess whose hair and fiber

and spit and blood

are everywhere.

Yours, Jerry.

Go get rid of the

f***ing body, dipshit.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

- Hey, Jerry.

- How you doing?

Oh, hey, Sheriff Weinbacher.

I'm good, really good.

Well, what happened here?

A deer jumped in the window.

It was horrible.

- But you're okay?

- Uh... um, yeah.

What did you do with the deer?

That's probably good meat.

Oh.

Uh, I ju... I left it

on the side of the road.

But I shouldn't have done that.

I screwed up. I'm really

sorry about that.

No, it was an accident.

I'm not gonna write you up

for hunting out of season.

Thank you.

Thank you, Sheriff Weinbacher.

I appreciate it.

No problem, Jerry.

You get that window fixed, okay?

- - Yeah, I'll do it

right this afternoon.

Cool.

Drive safely, Jerry.

You, too.

Hello?

Oh, crap.

That's... that's right now,

isn't it?

Okay.

Yeah, no, I'm on my way.

On my way.

Headaches?

- Trouble sleeping?

- No.

- Suicidal impulses?

- Uh-uh.

Do you hear voices?

I hear your voice now.

Disembodied voices.

Voices that seem to be

coming from somewhere else.

Not really.

Jerry...

do you find yourself

crying a lot lately?

Uh-uh.

No.

- No?

- Mm-mm.

Are you still taking

the medication?

Usually.

You have to take it

every day without fail.

I know.

I know, but...

But what?

The medication, it smooths things

out, and that's okay, right?

But even though

there were bad moments...

- Very bad moments?

- Very bad.

There are also moments

of inspiration and beauty,

when all the world makes sense

and the elegant secret

mechanics of Man and God

are revealed

in their many dimensions,

and the universe

is laid out before mine eyes

and it is a blessed place.

You totally stopped taking

the pills, didn't you?

Totally.

Thanks for your honesty, Jerry.

Our relationship depends

on the cooperation

of the Department

of Corrections.

If you become noncompliant,

I have to report that.

- They'll put me away?

- Let's not find out.

Let's make you compliant.

- Take the pills.

- Okay. Okay.

Let's not find out.

Ow.

Aw, what's the matter, buddy?

I really liked her.

I know you did, buddy.

She's a good kid.

I bet you miss her a lot.

Yeah.

I love you guys.

Don't take those pills, Jerry,

unless you wanna say good-bye

to your old friends.

I'm not sure it's a good idea

to be talking

to your cat, anyway.

Yup.

Or dog, either.

Take those drugs

and you will enter

a bleak and lonely

world, Jerry.

Jerry.

Jerry.

Hi, Fiona.

Look what you did to me.

I'm so sorry.

Friday I had

a pretty cushy gig.

I had lots of friends.

I was the office hottie.

Now I'm a severed head

in a fridge.

Sucks to be me, Jerry.

What can I do about it now?

Take the meds,

you useless wanker.

Take them.

Take them!

See? That wasn't

so hard, was it?

Mama?

- Mama?

- Jerry!

- Mama?

- Where are you?

Jerry.

Pass him over.

Go. Pass him over. I got him.

- I love you, Jerry.

- Bunny Monkey is my friend.

Bunny Monkey is not real!

Mom? Dad?

Gotta learn reality

from fantasy, Jerry.

You've got to.

It's a sock!

- Be brave, Jerry.

- I love you, Bunny Monkey.

- It's a...

- Don't listen to Mack.

- ... a f***ing...

- Stay with me in my world, Jerry.

Sock!

Just a sock!

A f***ing sock.

I wish you were never born!

You and your mother,

you're f***ing psychos.

No.

Bosco?

Hey.

Mr. Whiskers?

Say something.

Come on, say something.

Tell me to go F myself.

Don't leave me alone.

Come on.

- Tally ho, Jerry.

- Fiona, you're back!

Quite.

And jolly well high time.

Bloody blooming right

it's jolly well high time.

- You look smashing.

- Those bleeding pills are rubbish.

I super-hate those pills.

I only took them

because you told me to.

Tsk.

Beastly drugs.

They made me look like

a sodding Jack-o-lantern.

You know what.

And you're stinky, too.

But now you smell like...

You smell like baby shampoo.

- You're beautiful.

- Thanks, Jerry.

What a fab cracking day

to come back.

Perfect day.

And I'm eating Honey Nut

Crunchys with 2% milk.

Hip hip, hooray!

How's the cereal, chummy chum?

Mmm, delicious.

Scrummy.

God save the queen.

- Hey, Jerry.

- Mm-hmm?

Jerry.

Can you get me a friend?

A friend?

I get so lonely in the fridge.

Mmm.

Like, kill someone on purpose?

By George, that's it.

Kill someone.

What about Lisa

from Accounting?

No, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no.

Please, Jerry?

Don't be such

a Nancy Boy about it.

Please?

I don't know.

- I love you, Jerry.

- I love you, too, Fiona.

I love you so much.

Want some of my Crunchys?

All right, then, Governor.

Mm. Mm-mm.

Ow!

Hey, Jerry.

Hey, Mr. Kowalski.

I saw you on Friday.

You saw me?

Yeah, I saw you.

You didn't see me?

No, I didn't see you at all.

You were at Shi Shan.

I saw you in the window

eating beef chow mein.

Oh! At the restaurant.

Yeah, it's my favorite.

Shi Shan.

Thank you for seeing me.

I- I didn't do it on purpose.

No, I mean, I'm just thankful for...

for seeing each other.

You okay, Jerry?

Oh, yeah.

I'm fine.

If you say so.

- See you, Jerry.

- Okay.

Oh, one more thing.

Have you seen Fiona?

Fiona?

English Fiona from the party.

Mm-mm. No.

What's up?

It's the end of the quarter.

We're trying

to close out the books

and she's not

answering her phone.

Plus, her car is still

in the factory parking lot.

That's sad.

She was nice.

Maybe she went back

to her own country.

She wouldn't need

her car anymore.

I'm gonna miss her a lot.

Jerry.

Oh, that's good.

Oh, that's very good.

Oh, that's even better.

Oh, Jerry, change the f***ing

channel before I explode.

Oh, that's more like it.

Oh, I feel so much better.

- Jerry is back.

- Yeah!

F*** those pills. That headshrinker

doesn't care if you're happy.

She just wants you

to be obedient.

She's not a bad person.

Not if you want to be

a slave to drugs.

Just say "no. "

I do.

Check it out.

A crocodile killed

a motherfucking antelope.

It's a gnu.

Oh, yes, of course.

Are you gonna

kill someone else?

Me? No.

Of course not.

Sick, disturbed cat.

Why not, Jer?

- We both know you want to.

- No.

You killed by accident.

That felt good.

Now do it on purpose, Jerry.

Just once.

- See what it's like.

- Shut up.

I don't have to listen to you.

You're just a cat.

Well, a cat that can

talk and reason.

That's a miracle for the ages.

So what?

But a guy who

talks to his cat...

well, that's one step away

from the loony bin.

Find someone else, kill them,

and you'll discover

what it feels like

to be truly alive.

- By killing?

- It's better than sex.

He is wrong.

We're not like the p*ssy, Jerry.

We have morals.

- That's a good boy.

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