Third Person Page #5

Larry, Larry, Larry, stop.

Just tell me how much I have.

It's not your money, Larry. How much?

That's it?

Okay.

Send it.

Larry, thank you for caring.

Send it.

Okay.

Do you have a bag?

How can you be so weak?

How? How can you love me?

- How?

- Please, baby, baby...

- How?

- Baby...

No, no. Anna, Anna. Baby.

Okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Why does it feel damp?

- I can take it back.

- No, no, no, no. I love it.

I can't believe you got

me all those flowers.

Got them on points.

A lot of points.

Why do you love me?

I'm so awful to you.

It's your smile.

I know what that smile costs.

I don't know what that means.

You know who I was with, don't you?

It doesn't matter to me.

But you know.

I don't care.

I'm gonna ruin it.

I always do, every time you're good to me.

Black, no sugar.

Thank you.

I have to take this.

- No problem.

- Sorry.

Hi.

Where did you go?

I'm sorry. I had to get back to my friend.

Come back.

I'm with someone.

He's really good to me.

He's gonna hurt you.

No, you don't know him.

I don't have to. Come back to me.

Can you do something for me?

Anything.

- It's really important.

- Anything.

- Will you forgive me?

- Baby, none of this is your fault.

Yes, it is.

You didn't do anything wrong.

You know what I did.

It's just love.

Come back.

I'm trying to protect you.

You know that, right?

You've been hurt so much.

I can't stand to see you hurt.

I know.

Good-bye, Daddy.

Let's go.

You seem to have an unending

supply of friends.

- They're waiting. Let's go.

- They can wait.

Sit.

That's his bike.

Your pal, Carlo.

- So?

- He was in Rome.

- When?

- At the bar.

And outside my hotel.

On that bike.

You weren't watching your money.

He was.

- You are making no sense. Let's go.

- Really? What is he, your husband?

The boyfriend? Your pimp?

What is he?

That's why they're here? To arrest me?

Policeman, this man needs you to arrest me.

Do they look like they understand English?

- Play your own games.

- Miss. Miss.

You left your bag.

You don't want it? I'm giving it to you.

You think I'm stupid person?

I take this bag, they put me in jail.

No. It's yours.

Take it and go.

Or you can take it and come with me.

- With you?

- Yes.

Where?

Anywhere.

You take me?

Knowing what you think you know?

You have a bag of money.

I'd be a fool not to.

What about my daughter?

Should just leave her?

You think it's all game, bullshit.

You don't think she exist.

I'm gonna believe she does.

Take it.

Am I Jenna?

Am I?

He's saying she was the love of his life.

- No, no, no, no, no. Let me read it.

- But when it's done, okay?

When it's done.

But you wrote "the" love.

- Yeah.

- Of his life.

His entire life.

- I'm gonna erase it.

- No, no, I'll leave you alone.

I'll leave you alone.

- Now, please?

- Yeah.

- Ow!

- Okay, okay, I'm going.

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

You have no saved messages.

Hello.

If anyone calls, I'm

moving up to suite 415.

Leary.

Yeah, and I'm gonna need

some flowers brought up.

Thank you.

Housekeeping.

I'm sorry, sir.

Messages are automatically

erased after 120 days.

Yeah, yeah, but you have

to have it somewhere, right?

I mean, it's not just gone, right?

No, you have it somewhere.

It's saved somewhere.

- I'm sorry...

- No, you have backups.

- I'm sorry, is there anything else...

- No! You...

No! No, you're not f***ing sorry!

No!

Hello?

Can I come up, please?

Jesse's not here.

Please.

You can leave it here.

I'll tell him you brought it.

You know that I would never hurt him.

Right? It's just us here.

Come on, you know.

- What do you want, Julia?

- Just tell me that you know.

You hate me, I cheated on you, but...

- I don't care!

- Yes, you do.

And it's okay.

But I just need to be able

to see him sometimes.

- You see him.

- On Skype.

I need to be able to touch him.

He is my son.

I can't, okay? I can't.

Not alone.

- Julia, you tried to hurt him.

- No, I didn't.

Yes, you did.

You can't admit it, but you did.

What makes you so smart?

You weren't even there.

The police said that I didn't do it.

No.

They said they didn't have

enough proof to prosecute.

It's not the same thing.

Child Services would not

have taken Jesse away

- if they didn't think that you did it.

- Really?

Really? You don't think it's because

you're rich and famous and can afford

fancy lawyers and I'm nothing?

No.

- No, that couldn't be it.

- No, it could.

Except that I know you.

Come on, I would never hurt Jesse.

Not when you're yourself.

Look, I just need to be able to see him.

Please.

Please.

Okay. Then tell me.

Tell me that you did it.

Why do you get to play God?

I gave you everything.

I gave up everything to have him.

Just tell me, and you can see him.

Not alone, but you can visit.

Just tell me.

Okay. I did it.

No.

You're just saying that

because you want to see him.

I need you to look at what you did.

I need you to face what you can't face,

and I need you to tell me the truth.

I didn't.

Julia, if you don't face

it, you can't change.

And I'll never be able to trust you.

You need to tell me.

Just tell me.

Say it.

He was in the closet,

playing with dry-cleaning bags.

He was pretending to be a ghost,

and I kept telling him not to,

but he didn't listen.

He never listens.

You know that.

But you weren't there.

You were never there,

even when we were together.

It was always just me and him,

and me and him,

and I had to show him what could happen.

I had to protect him.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Okay.

Thank you.

- It'll be okay, please.

- Yeah, it'll be okay. Okay.

I'm never gonna let you see him again.

What?

Get out.

- No.

- Get the f*** out!

No, you said that if I

said that I did it...

- Get out!

- No, I lied!

- Get out!

- I just said it because...

Get the f*** out of here!

- No! No!

- Get out!

- No, I lied!

- Get out!

I lied! No! No! No! No!

Oh, my God. Jesse.

- Jesse, baby!

- I told you she did it!

Jesse, baby, come on!

- Come on! Come on!

- I told you she...

Jesse! Jesse!

Jesse! God damn it!

Hey.

You okay?

You all right?

Never do that to me again, okay?

Please?

Theresa Lowry.

Hi.

Thanks for picking up.

I didn't know it was you.

I just wanted to see how you were doing.

I'm fine, Scott. How are you?

I don't know what to do, Terry.

I don't know how to forgive myself.

Do you know how long she talked about

showing you how she could swim

whenever you got back

from wherever you were?

- Please don't.

- She was always trying to get your attention.

All you had to do was watch her,

and you couldn't even do that.

You walked away to take a phone call.

It was 30 seconds.

She wasn't in the pool.

I was gone for 30 seconds.

You know, I never asked you,

but did you make that deal?

Did you get that contract, Scott?

You keep trying to forgive yourself.

I never will.

Okay.

Jesus.

- It's a lot of work.

- I can have it finished in three months.

Does she know you're doing this?

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