White of the Eye Page #6

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but I was chosen, like...

like that bombardier.

What bombardier?

Hiroshima.

He didn't ask to be chosen, did he?

Paul, honey, nobody chose you.

Who... who chose you

for Christ's sakes? God?

God?

God? God...

God, Joanie, is the middleman.

Look, this is light-years...

light-years beyond that.

This is...

You know what? It's...

It's out there. Bang in the

middle of the universe.

The known universe.

Do you remember...

remember what I told you

about that f***ing black hole?

- You remember, Joanie? Huh?

- I remember it.

Right, it's out there...

It sucks everything into it.

Remember?

Well, if that's not female,

I don't know what is.

- It's female?

- Yeah, female.

I mean, I know the difference

between male and female,

and believe you me,

they are different!

Opposite! They are opposite!

It's not like I'm hearing

voices or anything.

It means this... this

is scientific fact.

You see...

The female of the species

is the main reason that

evolution is turned inside out.

Paul, I don't believe that. I think

you're making this whole thing up.

What about Adam and Eve...

and the apple?

Do you think that's bullshit?

That's not bullshit.

No. These women...

These beautiful, beautiful women...

Appearances.

The world of appearances.

But you can't kill what's

already dead, can you?

Joanie? Joanie?

Oh God!

Sweetheart?

Open the door for me, baby.

Why did you do it?

Why Lisa?

Listen, sweetheart, open the door.

- Open the door!

- No!

Honey, you're gonna wake Danielle.

Come on!

Joanie? Just open the

door for me, baby.

- Come on, Joan.

- No!

You see?

- You're a part of me.

- I thought I was a part of you.

But you're all alone.

I must have made you

feel all alone.

You're talking crazy.

I'm no different to

those other women.

Oh, yes, you are different.

I love you more now

than I did then.

Do you, baby? Do you?

You know I do.

You're different.

You hear me?

- Hello?

- 'Oh hi, Paul, it's Caryanne. '

Yeah, hi, Caryanne.

'I bet Joan thought I was

gone with the wind, huh?

'Listen, I can pick up Danielle

now if it's not too late. '

- Just a minute, I'll ask Joanie.

- 'OK. '

'Paul, I... I could

come over right now. '

No, Danielle's asleep.

Uh-huh. No, I'll have Joanie

call you tomorrow, OK?

- 'Oh... '

- OK.

'Tell her, I'll call her... '

Good night.

I can't believe that you thought

I was going to harm my own kid.

Don't you f***ing move, b*tch!

Paul, open this door!

Paul!

Don't look at me. Don't

look at me, Joanie.

Clean up this mess.

Mommy?

Mommy, I want a glass of water.

Don't come in here,

honey, Daddy's busy.

Go get a drink of water

in the kitchen, OK?

While you're in there, why don't

you fix me a baloney sandwich?

You know, with the apple spread?

But I don't want that wheat bread.

I want the white bread,

you understand?

Not peanut butter,

the apple butter.

Top and bottom, OK?

If you wanna help Daddy,

that's what you can do, OK?

OK.

Mommy?

Mommy?

It's like a f***ing car accident.

One minute you're cruising along,

the next minute you got no legs.

Ow!

Oh, Paul!

How'd you get so f***ed up?

No wonder you locked this up.

Oh, I depended on you...

I counted on you!

Oh, it's his brain, I know it!

It's a f***ing brain tumour.

- Mommy?

- Danielle?

Danielle...

- Daddy exploded the bed!

- Danielle, honey, are you OK?

Dad's wearing a bunch of hot dogs.

- Are you sure you're OK, though?

- Yes.

Listen, honey, don't pay

any attention to Daddy.

He slammed the door on me.

Danielle, honey, listen, don't

pay no attention to Dad.

He's real, real drunk, OK? And he

locked me up here, and I can't get out.

- He locked you up with the key?

- Yes, honey, but listen...

Danielle?

I want you to sneak out of the

house real, real soft, OK?

And I want you to run as fast as

you can down to the main road,

and don't let Dad see you.

- Danielle, are you listening to me?

- I know where the key is.

No, Danielle, honey, I want you to stop

the first car you see, just stop it.

- I'm gonna get the key.

- No, Danielle...

Danielle?

Where are you, babe?

We're gonna have a

real party this time.

We're gonna have a real good time.

We're gonna play music

and have things to eat.

You can listen to all that kind of

music, you know, that you like,

that gives me the headache.

You know, U2 and them too

and us too and me too.

Where the f*** is that kid?

Danielle?

Did you make a sandwich for Daddy?

Danielle? Did you make

your Daddy a sandwich?

No, no, no, honey.

Don't go up there, Danielle.

Don't go up there.

Do you hear me, Danielle?

Get down here!

I got the key, Mom!

Danielle, hurry! Put the key in!

Danielle, don't!

Oh Paul, please don't hurt her.

Come on, Danielle.

You'll be OK.

- Go on, float like a butterfly.

- Don't drop me.

Swing down into the

bush, you'll be fine!

Get her the f*** away

from the door, Joan.

You'll be fine. Ready? One...

- Get back away from the door.

- Two...

Three... jump!

Stay the f*** away from me!

No!

Run, Dani! Run!

Run, honey.

Sh*t!

That's my girl.

Joanie?

Joanie?

Where the hell are you, honey?

I got your handbag here.

You lost it.

I got it for you,

I picked it up for you.

I'm always picking up after

you, aren't l, Joanie?

Where are you, sweetheart?

Joanie?

You just wait right where you are,

honey. Wait right where you are.

I'm coming for you.

And you and me, Joanie,

you and me, we're gonna bore right

to the centre of this planet.

We're gonna bore right down to

the core of this molten rock.

Right into the centre

of this planet, Joanie.

If we can't go down

anymore, we're gonna go up.

We're gonna go

up, up, up, up... up!

Right back to our atoms, Joanie.

You think I'm gonna leave you behind

in this... this... this f***ing vacuum?

Never, baby! Never,

cos I love you, Joanie.

I love you, Joanie, I love you!

Joanie, where the hell are you?

Are you nuts?

Joanie, I love you!

Come on, don't fool around, honey.

You wait for me, baby.

Cos I'm coming for you.

I'm coming for you, Joanie.

Didn't you ever hear me say,

"This family sticks together"?

You've heard me say

that a million times.

It's true, Joanie.

Joanie?

Joanie?

Joanie?

That was not a very

funny joke, Joanie.

I didn't like it.

Joanie, where are you?

Sweetheart?

Don't f***ing move!

Well, hey, buddy!

Let go of the knife, buddy.

OK.

Now move the f***ing

. 44 from the holster.

Ultra-slow, Paul!

Drop it!

OK, Joanie, come on.

Take the goddamn gun.

I got this firearm on

full auto, OK, Paul?

Huh?

Your dynamite don't

bother me one bit, buddy,

a couple of bullets

ain't gonna set it off.

- You sure?

- Yeah, man, I'm sure, you f***!

Yeah, one more crack, I'll blow

your goddamn legs off, how's that?

Joanie...

Cock it. Stick it in

his goddamn mouth.

Come on, Paul, open

your mouth. Come on.

Boy, I sure pick 'em.

Yeah, you sure do, Joanie.

You sure do pick 'em.

Come on.

Goddamn, I knew you'd come by.

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