Where The Truth Lies Page #8
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to know that this next chapter...
... is to be read
after Vince and my death...
... and is only to be used under
the most extreme of circumstances.
We knew we wanted to make
... with the telethon starting the next
day, so Vince suggested we dine in...
the interview for her campus paper.
This is a gift for us
from the audience...
...from the people,
the people that are out there.
Sooner or later you gotta say,
"We wanna give something back."
I think that's really important.
the time out to do that. Thank you.
She actually hid her tape recorder
in the room-service cart...
... because she didn't want
the hotel to find out.
We finished the interview
and then asked her to stay.
To help us get into the mood,
I did a Tuinal...
... then she did one...
... and Vince, he did two,
because he was always doing two.
We got into the second of the
three bottles of Mot we'd ordered.
We thought it would be better to keep
the action to neutral territory.
God...
... she was beautiful.
I chain-locked the front door
to the living room...
... to make sure that housekeeping,
eager to turn down our beds...
... didn't walk in on an employee
having a mnage trois...
... with the hotel's headliners.
Then I went to chain-lock
the door to Vince's room.
I took a quick shower,
I put on my robe...
... and brought a robe for Maureen,
in case she felt a little bashful.
So much for bashful.
I threw the robe on the bed
and moved into the room...
... half-worried that they would
finish without me.
I've always preferred
the missionary position.
I have to see their faces,
look into their eyes.
Unless they're acting, and I'd like
to think I can tell the difference...
... there comes that moment...
... when, if you're looking...
... if you're really looking...
... you'll see exactly who she is.
This was different.
It was like
she saw exactly who I was.
Watch it there, compadre.
It's a little hard to tell who's who,
under the circumstances.
I'm the one that's more than
a little hard, you dumb f***ing limey.
Well, I'm... I'm the one with a foreskin.
Don't you forget that.
Watch it. You got the end zone
there, Vince.
- Come on, come on. F***.
- You're gonna like it.
It's like from another planet
when you come.
- Get the f*** off me.
- I'd never hurt you.
- I'd never hurt you.
- Get the f*** off me!
- No, trust me. It's like double the sex...
- Get the f*** off me!
We don't f***, Vince!
We're buddies, we're pals,
we're partners, we're a duo.
We love each other,
but we don't f***!
We're f***ing stars!
- We can travel together.
- Okay.
We can hang out together, we can live
together, but we can't be queers!
It's not funny!
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
About?
About your nose.
It's not broken, is it?
It's how I am.
Guess the question is,
who's gonna pay me?
This surprised me.
The girl was not a hooker.
My wallet was on top of my robe.
I took out some money.
I don't remember how much.
I don't think so.
That's more than you would
make in a month of tips.
I'm not looking for a tip.
What the hell are you saying?
Honey, I'm in my last year
of college.
This is a summer job.
I wanna write.
I wanna be a journalist.
So I could either
use this information...
...or I could use a lot of money.
I promise you
this will only cost you once.
I'm so tired, I don't even think
I'm going home.
I think it's the Tuinals.
Hey, Lanny, don't take it personally.
You were a great lover.
You have got the cutest little butt.
Night, Lanny.
I would never see her alive again.
I put a "Do Not Disturb" sign
on my door...
in case the maid didn't read.
I left a wake-up call for 8...
... and went to sleep
knowing that a telethon...
... was the least of the ordeals I was
going to have to face in the morning.
The Tuinals had really
conked me out...
... and I slept through
my wake-up call that morning.
The operator had called Reuben
down the hall...
... to see if he could wake me...
... but he couldn't get in because
we had chain-locked all the doors.
Reuben!
I yelled for Reuben to wake up Vince
while I worked on Maureen...
... trying to make myself believe
that she was still sleeping.
F***.
No, no. F***.
The autopsy revealed the drugs
and alcohol in her body...
... but I knew
it wasn't enough to kill her.
All three doors to the suite...
... were chain-locked from the inside
when I found her.
I hadn't touched her.
That's how I know that my former
partner and friend, Vince Collins...
... murdered Maureen O'Flaherty.
You must have guessed by now
that Vince and I had found a way...
... to relocate Maureen's body
to New Jersey.
This is the one criminal act
the both of us committed...
... but we were in a panic and
needed to create an ironclad alibi.
The crates were delivered
to our room.
The publicist had opened the crates
for a photo op.
But the official story became...
... that she found Maureen's
overdosed body in the tub.
A police officer called Scaglia
was there to witness the whole thing.
Live, until they drop dead...
During the telethon...
... I kept telling myself that I could
forgive Vince for two reasons.
First of all, I don't think he could
have known what he was doing.
He was completely out of it,
even more than usual.
The second is that he was terrified...
... that this incident would become
public knowledge.
In those days, the slightest hint
that he could swing both ways...
show-business career in an instant.
As it was, it was only to destroy us.
We completed the telethon...
... but we both knew
we were finished.
The marriage...
... was over.
There was a moment
in the middle of the telethon...
... where I actually broke down.
I just couldn't control myself.
I remember I mumbled something...
... to a little girl who was recounting
her experiences with the disease.
I don't remember what I said...
... but I do remember
feeling worthless.
Everyone thought that my tears
were for her.
It made for a great picture
in the papers the next day.
Mr. Morris will see you now.
I expected to see you
at Vince's funeral.
Kind of heartless of you not to
show up, don't you think, Karen?
Considering you're probably
the one that...
...drove him to it.
I won't answer that.
So don't.
So get the f*** out of my office.
Lanny, I have interview material with
Vince up until the moment he met you.
...warm, funny side of Vince
could reach the public.
And what the f*** do you know
about Vince's warm and funny side?
What about the warm and funny fact
that he killed himself?
- Why would he do that?
- I don't know.
That's the answer I'm giving you...
...and anyone else that asks.
- "I don't know."
- But you do know, don't you, Lanny?
Whatever I know, sweetheart...
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