White of the Eye Page #7

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I knew you'd come by.

I just knew it.

I saw this whole

place on television.

On this TV I got in my head.

- Re-runs, right?

- That's right, Paul, re-runs.

The fact of the matter is,

that up to that

particular point in time,

I made things crystal

clear for this pervert.

Yeah?

What's f***ing crystal-clear is that

you're a f***ing psycho killer, man!

That was crystal-clear.

Paul, what are you doing, man?

Paul!

Paul!

Goddamn!

What are you doing?

Oh, sh*t!

Hey, man, get away from me, man.

What the f*** are you doing?

Now...

Just what am I gonna

do with you, boy? Huh?

What do you think about me, huh?

Just what do you think

about me, boy? Huh?

What am I gonna do with you?

What am I gonna do with you, man?

What am I gonna do

with you, man? Huh?

Move!

No!

Then why the hell

didn't you tell me?

Tell you?

After you f***ed him?

You know what I told myself?

I told myself, "F***

the both of them!"

Now that... that must have

been your dream, Mike.

But you just... you just couldn't

quite cut it, could you? Huh?

You couldn't cut it,

could you, big boy?

Either way...

I got my dream. Yes, sir!

- Keep moving, you sonofabitch!

- I got my dream.

I said... I said...

I am the one!

And I was the one.

Wasn't I? Joanie?

Wasn't I, Joanie?

Wasn't I, baby?

Look what you did to him!

God, look what you did to him!

Don't go no closer!

Now he's dangerous.

He's gonna bleed to death. He's

gonna f***ing bleed to death.

So what?

Give me the gun. Give me the gun!

Paul...

You're hurt bad, huh?

Oh honey, I love you.

I love you too, baby.

You want me to shoot you?

Shoot me?

Do you?

Why do you want to shoot me?

Because you can't change the

channel, man. Future or past.

No way, you bastard!

You think I don't know what's

going on in your f***ing mind?

Huh? I can see it all...

in Technicolor.

Let me tell you, Mike.

I did something with

my life. You know?

I left my mark.

Oh, f***!

Run, Joanie!

Hey, listen. Back there in '76.

Nobody knew about those

guys back there in '76.

I sure didn't know.

Thanks.

Now everybody's a shrink, right?

It's like... ten years.

Ten years gone with the wind.

Heads I hit Malibu Beach

before Christmas.

What's ten years...

when you're in love?

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