Woman: WHAT DO YOU KNOW
ABOUT HER? HUH? THIS?
THIS IS THE BES THAT YOU COULD DO?
IT'S BULLSHIT!
( clanking )
OKAY.
I'M SORRY, PIPER.
JUST UNLOCK THESE HANDCUFFS.
I'LL LEAVE, I PROMISE.
YOU PUT THEM ON.
I DIDN'T MEAN TO.
HMM... COME ON, JOHN.
THIS IS WHY YOU CAME HERE.
WHAT? TO CHAIN MYSELF
TO YOUR BED?
OR TO CHAIN YOURSELF TO ME!
TO THROW YOURSELF
IN FRONT OF THIS...
LITTLE TRAIN WRECK.
SAVE ME.
PIPER, I'VE TOLD YOU
ALL THAT MATTERS.
SHE WAS WORRIED
ABOUT YOU,
WORRIED WHAT YOU
MIGHT DO TO YOURSELF.
SO, SHE SENT YOU
TO LIE FOR HER?
NO, NO. SHE SENT ME
HERE TO TALK TO YOU.
FIRST RULE OF THERAPY:
DON'T UPSE A SUICIDAL SHUT-IN
BY LYING YOUR WAY
INTO HER APARTMENT.
YES, I'M SORRY THE WAY
THINGS TURNED OUT HERE.
OH... IMPRESSIVE BI OF ABDICATION THERE, JOHN.
THINGS DIDN'T JUS TURN OUT THIS WAY.
YOU MADE IT ALL HAPPEN.
YOU KNOCKED ON MY DOOR,
REMEMBER?
YOU MADE CHOICES,
AND YOU FOLLOWED THROUGH.
TAKE SOME CREDIT, JOHN.
THIS IS YOUR SHOW-
YOUR SHOW AFTER ALL-
AFTER ALL WE'VE
BEEN THROUGH.
WOULDN'T I FEEL BETTER IF...
YOU TOOK SOME RESPONSIBILITY?
( sighs )
IT WOULD BE SO FUCKED UP,
IF I PULL THIS TRIGGER
RIGHT NOW, WOULDN'T IT?
PIPER, STOP IT.
WHAT WOULD YOU
TELL MOLLIE?
( exhales deeply )
HERE COME THE LAST WORDS,
JOHN. READY?
PUT IT DOWN.
( breathing heavily )
STOP IT.
YOU MADE ME DO IT!
( acoustic guitar plays softly )
( "No Sorrow"
by Alex Paul plays )
( indistinct yelling )
( typing )
I AM... I AM...
( groans )
I AM-I AM...
OH, SHIT. ALWAYS ME.
ALWAYS ME.
HOW SELF-CENTERED.
SELF-CEN- HOW SELFISH.
SELFISH- LIKE-LIKE SELF.
HAVING THE APPEARANCE
OF-OF SELF.
AH, UH... AS-AS-AS IF SELF
AS IF SELF, AS IF A-AGREEABLE
TOWARDS SELF.
SELF- AS IF... HMM.
OH.
IF SELF.
( groans )
( indistinct muttering )
( doorbell buzzes )
( continues muttering )
( doorbell buzzes )
Piper:
WHO'S THERE?
UM... PIPER?
I ASKED WHO'S THERE.
YEAH, IT'S-IT'S-IT'S-IT'S
JOHN SHARP.
UM, I'M...
I'M, UH, I'M MOLLIE'S BROTHER.
MOLLIE'S-
M- MOLLIE WHO?
MOLLIE SHARP.
YOU ALONE?
WHAT? YES.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
UM, UH, SHE-SHE
SAID SHE MENTIONED ME,
MENTIONED SHE HAD A BROTHER.
YOU MET HER ONLINE.
MOLLY SHARP. SHE LIVES
DOWN IN VIRGINIA, OUTSIDE D.C.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
I- COULD I COME UP?
I DON'T REMEMBER A BROTHER.
WELL, SHE SAID
SHE-SHE MENTIONED ME.
SHE SAID YOU MIGHT NOT REMEMBER.
SO, YOU EAVESDROP
IN CHAT ROOMS?
WHAT? NO, NO, NO, NO.
( chuckles )
MOLLIE'S MY SISTER.
THAT'S HOW I KNOW YOU.
UH, SHE SAID
SHE SENT YOU A BOOK.
A BOOK OF POETRY.
YOU GAVE HER YOUR ADDRESS,
THAT'S HOW I FOUND YOU.
WHAT IF I DON' WANT TO BE FOUND?
UH... THEN YOU WOULDN' HAVE GIVEN YOUR ADDRESS.
GOOD POINT.
HMM. WELL, WHY DIDN'T SHE COME.
I SENT HER-
I GAVE HER MY ADDRESS.
HELLO?
WHY DID I DO THAT? WHY DIDN'T-
WELL, WHY DIDN'T SHE-
WHY DIDN'T SHE COME?
I GAVE IT TO HER.
I GAVE IT TO HER. WHY-
UH, WHY DIDN'T SHE COME?
I LIVE NEARBY, IT WAS...
EASIER. OKAY?
NO, IT IS NOT OKAY.
IT'S NOT- IT'S-IT'S KNOTTED,
IT'S ALL TWISTED UP.
( sighs )
Y- Y-YOU'RE JUST GONNA
HAVE TO TRUST ME.
TRUST YOU?
I'M GONNA HAVE TO TRUST YOU?
THAT-THAT MOLLIE SENT ME.
THAT I'M A FRIEND.
THAT I'M HERE TO HELP.
HELP? WHO SAID I NEEDED HELP?
MOLLIE. MOLLIE SAID THAT YOU-
MOLLIE SAID.
HOW ARE YOU GOING
TO HELP ME, JOHN?
I DON'T KNOW YET, EXACTLY.
BUT SHE SAID THAT YOU
MIGHT NEED SOMEONE TO-
YOU DON'T KNOW?
WELL, THAT-THA YOU MIGHT NEED TO-
ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO HELP ME,
OR AM I SUPPOSED TO HELP YOU?
MAYBE THAT WE SHOULD TALK.
THAT I COULD HELP YOU
SORT THINGS OUT.
SORT THINGS OUT?
YOU MEAN LIKE PUT THINGS IN ORDER?
SORT THINGS INTO
NEAT LITTLE CATEGORIES,
GIVE THEM NAMES
AND LABELS...
WHAT, DO YOU HAVE SOME
SPECIAL FUCKING GIF FOR ORDERS AND SPECIAL TABS
FOR SORTING THINGS?
WHAT ARE YOU,
A LIFE COACH?
ARE YOU A THERAPIST?
HUH. FUCK ME.
MOLLIE SENT ME A THERAPIST?
NO, I'M...
I'M HER BROTHER.
I JUST HAPPEN TO BE A THERAPIST.
GO AWAY.
PIPER? HELLO? PIPER?
SHIT.
( sighs )
( "Like Fools Do"
by Alex Paul plays )
( door buzzes )
( locks clicking )
HI, PIPER?
YOU'RE PIPER, RIGHT?
YOU'RE MOLLIE'S BROTHER?
YEAH. YES, I'M HER BROTHER,
I'M JOHN SHARP.
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO
HELP ME SORT THINGS OUT?
I JUST WANT TO TALK.
HMM. YOU DON'T REALLY
NEED ME, DO YOU?
NO, NO. I MEAN I WOULD
LIKE TO TALK WITH YOU.
THAT'S WHAT WE'RE
DOING RIGHT NOW.
COULD I COME IN?
YOU SEEM TO BE TALKING
JUST FINE OUT HERE... IN THE HALLWAY.
NO, I MEAN IT'S LATE.
I'VE BEEN DRIVING-
IS THERE SOMETHING SPECIAL-
IS THERE SOMETHING PARTICULARLY
LOQUACIOUS ABOUT MY APARTMENT?
LOOK, I'M NOT HERE
TO MAKE TROUBLE.
I'M A- I JUST...
COULD I JUST COME IN
FOR A FEW MINUTES.
SORRY, YOU HAVE TO
TRY HARDER THAN THAT.
PIPER!
( locks clicking )
John: PIPER!
PIPER, LISTEN TO ME.
I'M NOT-I'M NO HERE AS THERAPIST.
I'M NOT HERE TO MAKE
YOU DO ANYTHING.
Piper: WHY DO KEEP TELLING ME
WHAT YOU'RE NOT HERE TO DO?
AM I SUPPOSED TO GUESS
WHY YOU'VE COME?
IS THIS A GAME YOU LIKE
TO PLAY WITH STRANGERS?
NO! I'M ONLY HERE
BECAUSE MOLLIE CAN'T BE.
SHE KNEW YOU
WOULD BE UPSET.
SHE KNEW THAT I WOULD
PROBABLY UPSET YOU.
AND PIPER... SHE TOLD ME.
I KNOW-I KNOW
YOU HAVE A HISTORY.
BUT SHE CAN'T BE HERE,
NOT NOW.
SHE SAID I SHOULD
BE PERSISTENT.
WHY? WHY SO PERSISTENT?
BECAUSE SHE WAS SCARED.
Piper:
SCARED OF WHAT?
SOMETHING YOU WROTE.
I- I GUESS.
SHE SAID YOU WERE PULLING AWAY,
PUSHING HER OUT.
SHE WAS SCARED BECAUSE YOU WERE
SCARED AND UPSET,
SHE COULD TELL.
SHE COULD TELL?
YES.
HMM.
I TOLD HER IT WAS CRAZY.
I MEAN, SHE HARDLY
EVEN KNOWS YOU,
BUT SHE SAID IT WAS
A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH,
AND SHE KNEW
WHAT THAT WAS LIKE.
Piper:
HUH.
SHE COULD TELL.
MY CONFIDENT PERSISTENT MOLLIE,
THE STORIES SHE COULD TELL.
PIPER?
TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW.
COULD I JUST COME IN?
TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT HER...
THAT I DON'T KNOW,
AND I'LL LET YOU IN.
John: WHAT'S SOMETHING
YOU DON'T KNOW?
OKAY, UH...
HOW WILL YOU KNOW
IF IT'S TRUE?
Piper:
I'LL KNOW.
ALL RIGHT. UH...
I- DO YOU KNOW WHERE SHE WAS BORN?
BALTIMORE!
COME ON, JOHN! EARN IT!
UH, SHE WRITES POETRY,
BUT SHE WON'T SHOW IT TO ANYONE.
SHE SHOWED IT TO ME.
OKAY. UH, SHE-SHE LOVES DOGS
SO MUCH SHE REFUSES TO OWN ONE.
AND SHE TOLD EVERYONE THAT SHE
NEVER WANTED TO HAVE CHILDREN,
SOMETHING
I DON'T KNOW, JOHN!
BUT THE TRUTH IS SHE
COULD NEVER HAVE THEM.
SHE WAS VERY SICK
WHEN SHE WAS LITTLE,
THEY HAD TO REMOVE HER...
OVARIES-
A GROWTH OR A TUMOR.
I DON'T KNOW.
WE NEVER ACTUALLY
TALK MUCH ABOUT IT.
BUT THEY SAID THAT SHE COULD
NEVER HAVE CHILDREN
SO SHE CONVINCED EVERYONE
THAT IT WAS HER CHOICE.
HER WAY OF MANAGING,
I GUESS.
BUT IT WASN'T HER CHOICE.
SHE MADE ME PROMISE
NOT TO TELL.
PIPER?
PIPER, ARE YOU THERE?
GOD, PIPER, PIPER?
LISTEN TO ME.
DON'T DO WHATEVER IT IS
YOU'RE THINKING OF DOING
WITHOUT AT LEAST TALKING TO ME.
MOLLIE TOLD ME.
MOLLIE TOLD ME
ABOUT THE GUN.
SHE SAID IT WASN' THE FIRST TIME YOU PULLED AWAY,
BUT THAT TH-TH-TH THIS-
SOMEHOW THIS WAS DIFFERENT.
OR MAYBE IT WAS HER.
MAYBE SHE WAS DIFFERENT.
BUT-BUT SHE SAID
TO MAKE SURE-
TO DO WHATEVER IT TAKES
TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE SAFE.
TO MAKE SURE...
PIPER?
( gun shot )
GOD, PIPER!
( grunting )
SHUT THE DOOR.
( alarm rings )
( alarm continues )
? OH, MY LOVE
? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE
? SHOWING ME YOUR BLOOD
? SHOWING ME YOU'RE BRUISED
( alarm stops )
? YOU SAY THAT NOTHING HURTS
? LIKE THE TRUTH
? SO THAT'S WHAT I'LL USE
? FOR THE RECORD
? I NEVER LOVED YOU
? LIKE FOOLS DO
? YOU WANTED BIG LOVE
? WELL, I TRIED
? I JUST COULDN'T WORK IT UP
? INSIDE
? WHEN I SAID
I COULDN'T GET ENOUGH?
? I LIED
? I THINK YOU SAW I ? IN MY EYES
Piper: SHUT THE DOOR.
( door slams )
( breathing heavily )
YOU'RE OKAY.
UH... SORRY ABOUT THE CHAIN.
I JUST, UH...
I WASN'T SURE.
YOU DIDN'T ANSWER AND...
AND WHAT?
HEY. IS THAT REALLY NECESSARY?
I'M NOT HERE TO HURT YOU.
NO, YOU'RE HERE
TO TELL ME ABOUT MOLLIE.
I AM?
YES, THAT'S WHY
I LET YOU IN.
YOU LET ME IN?
( chuckles )
I KIND OF JUS BROKE DOWN YOUR DOOR.
( laughing )
HOW'D IT FEEL?
WELL... IT, UH,
IT HURT ACTUALLY.
IT THAT ALL? IT DID FEEL
KIND OF POWERFUL, DIDN'T IT?
I MEAN, YOU WEREN' SURE, AND...
I DIDN'T ANSWER,
AND...
YOU SAVED ME.
HAPPY NOW?
IS IT STILL LOADED?
WHAT?
THE GUN.
( laughs )
NO.
BUT I EXAGGERATE.
YOU THINK ANYONE
WILL CALL THE POLICE?
WHY?
GUN SHOT.
NEIGHBORS.
WELL, THIS IS QUEENS,
NOBODY'S GOING TO CALL THE POLICE.
SO-SO, WHY HAVE A GUN AT ALL?
HUH?
YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT KIND OF PSYCHO'S
LURKING AROUND HERE.
YOU HAVE SOME EXPERIENCE
WITH THAT?
PSYCHOS?
OR PSYCHOSIS?
EITHER.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
UH, MOLLIE SAYS YOU HAVEN' BEEN OUT IN A WHILE, IS THAT TRUE?
MOLLIE...
SHE SAYS IT'S BEEN A WHILE
SINCE ANYONE HAD SEEN YOU.
SHE'S NEVER SEEN ME.
SHE SAYS IT'S BEEN WEEKS.
WHAT'S SHE LIKE?
I, UH, YOU KNOW HER
AS WELL AS I DO.
NO, I-I DON'T. I KNOW LITTLE BLACK
CHARACTERS ON A SCREEN.
I'VE GOT FOUR PICTURES
IN A BOOK.
FOUR FLAT LITTLE PICTURES.
ONE SMILING, ONE NO SMILE,
ONE KIND OF SEXY...
NOT DIRTY.
IT'S A SHAME.
REALLY THEY'RE
THE SAME REALLY,
FOR THE FLATNESS,
THERE'S NO FLESH...
OR BONE.
SHE SENT YOU PICTURES OF HERSELF.
THAT'S WHAT I SAID.
YES, I SUPPOSE IT IS.
YOU SUPPOSE YOU WERE STANDING
RIGHT THERE WHEN I SAID IT.
YEAH, I GUESS I JUS DIDN'T UNDERSTAND.
DIDN'T CATCH MY MEANING?
IT'S FUNNY...
THAT TO CATCH A MEANING-
CATCH A MEANING,
IT'S LIKE A KNIFE,
OR A HOT POTATO,
LIKE LITTLE BITS OF COLORED GLASS
BROKEN AND SCATTERED,
ALL READY TO BE
PUT BACK TOGETHER.
ARE YOU LOST?
I'M STARTING
TO FEEL THAT WAY, YEAH.
( laughing )
SUCH A TINY PLACE
TO GET LOST,
TO BE HARD TO FOLLOW.
WHEN'S THE LAST TIME
YOU WENT OUTSIDE?
OUT THERE-OUT THERE
IS WHERE YOU GET LOST.
IN HERE IT'S TINY.
IT'S TINNY.
IT SOUNDS LIKE A DRUM.
ALL THE SOUNDS, THEY COME
BOUNCING BACK AT YOU.
WELL, MAYBE THAT'S
YOUR PROBLEM.
WHO SAID I HAD A PROBLEM?
YOU DID WHEN YOU
WROTE MOLLIE.
WELL, YOU'RE NOT MOLLIE,
ARE YOU?
AND WHAT, DEAR JOHN,
IS MY PROBLEM?
WELL, UH, THIS
APARTMENT FOR ONE.
DON'T CONFLATE
ORDER AND HYGIENE.
DON'T YOU THINK
IT'S A BIT DEPRESSING?
HMM. DO I LOOK DEPRESSED?
I DON'T KNOW.
WHAT DOES
THAT LOOK LIKE?
BI-POLAR WITH
A TOUCH OF OCD.
YOU WANT TO LOOK IT UP?
OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE DISORDER,
YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?
( chuckles )
I INTERNALIZE,
IT'S ALL UP HERE.
THE AFFECTED CHAOS
OF MY APARTMEN IS AN ACUTE MANIFESTATION
OF MY CURRENT MANIC PHASE.
IT'S IRONIC, I KNOW, BUT I ONLY
OBSESS COGNITIVELY.
AN AWFULLY COHERENT DIAGNOSIS
OF YOUR OWN DISORDER.
HMM, THANK YOU.
I ALSO HATE MY FATHER,
WANT TO TALK ABOUT THAT?
DO YOU?
YOU'RE THE GODDAMN THERAPIST.
RIGHT. OF COURSE, YEAH.
WELL, DO YOU WAN TO TALK ABOUT THAT?
NO.
ALL RIGHT.
QUITTER.
WHAT?
( laughs )
WHAT IS SHE LIKE?
MOLLIE?
MOLLIE, YES.
DESCRIBE HER FOR ME.
UH, DIDN'T SHE SEND YOU
PICTURES OF HERSELF?
FLAT LITTLE PICTURES.
SO, WHAT DO YOU
WANT FROM ME?
ALL THE BITS OF COLORED GLASS,
THE FLESH AND BONE.
I DIDN'T COME HERE
TO TALK ABOUT MOLLIE.
OF COURSE YOU DID.
NO, I DIDN'T.
SHE'S THE ONLY THING
THAT WE HAVE IN COMMON.
WITHOUT THA WHAT DO WE HAVE?
THE WEATHER- IS THAT WHA YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT, JOHN?
THE WEATHER?
SURE, YEAH.
THAT'D BE A GREAT START.
I HAVEN'T BEEN OUTSIDE,
REMEMBER?
I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING
ABOUT THE WEATHER.
BESIDES, YOU GO WHAT YOU CAME FOR.
NOW, IT'S MY TURN.
I CAME HERE TO TALK.
YOU CAME HERE
TO PLAY THE HERO.
HUH, HERE I AM.
I'M STILL KICKING.
NOW, I WANT MOLLIE.
HER LIFE FOR MINE.
IT'S A FAIR TRADE,
I SHOULD THINK.
PIPER, I CAN' GIVE YOU MOLLIE.
WELL, THEN GET OUT.
ISN'T IT ENOUGH
THAT SHE SENT-
NO, NO, NO.
I SAID GET OUT!
OKAY. ALL RIGHT. I CAN LEAVE
OR I CAN TELL YOU ABOUT MOLLIE.
WHAT CAN YOU TELL ME?
YOU KNOW, MAYBE YOU
DON'T KNOW HER AT ALL.
MAYBE SHE'S THE MEANING
THAT YOU CAN'T CATCH.
HURT, DIDN'T IT?
I TOLD YOU.
IT'S LIKE LITTLE BITS
OF GLASS, THEY ARE.
WHAT IS IT EXACTLY
THAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY?
EVERYTHING.
IT'S TOO MUCH.
I HAVE A FEELING IT WON'T BE
NEARLY ENOUGH.
NO, I MEAN,
I DON'T KNOW...
HOW CAN YOU
PUT ANYONE INTO WORDS?
THEY SEEM TO SMALL
AND SHE TOO LARGE.
YEAH.
SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
THEN IT'S REALLY-
IT'S QUITE THE OPPOSITE.
IT'S THE WORDS
THAT ARE TOO... BIG.
THOUGH, I RATHER DOUB THAT SHE'S TOO SMALL.
YOU TAKE, UM...
THE WORD "PRETTY"...
IS SHE? PRETTY?
YES, SHE'S PRETTY.
THAT CAN MEAN SO MANY
DIFFERENT THINGS.
IS SHE ONLY ONE KIND OF PRETTY?
HER KIND OF PRETTY.
IT'S THE WORDS.
THEY'RE TOO BIG,
TOO BROAD.
TOO AVERAGE.
AND I DON'T THINK
SHE'S AVERAGE, DO YOU?
MOLLIE WAS NEVER AVERAGE.
SO, SHE FITS QUITE
NICELY INTO THE WORDS.
WELL, IT'S TOO EASY
TO LOSE HER IN THEM.
SO, WHAT DO YOU WANT?
BE SPECIFIC.
ABOUT WHAT?
THE WAY THAT SHE WALKS,
HER LAUGH...
THE WAY SHE SMELLS.
ANYTHING.
COME.
SIT.
YOU SPEAK, I LISTEN.
THE WAY SHE WALKS?
YOU REALLY WANT ME TO TALK
ABOUT THE WAY MY SISTER WALKS?
COME ON, PIPER.
I'M NOT GOING TO DO THAT.
I JUST DROVE...
CAN'T WE JUST TALK?
ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE?
SOMETHING LESS...
I DON'T KNOW.
SOMETHING...
PRESENT?
IS-IS THAT THE COMPUTER
YOU USE TO CHAT WITH MOLLIE?
YOU SIT RIGHT THERE WHEN YOU'RE...
YOU DON'T WANT TO TALK
ABOUT YOURSELF, THAT'S FINE. REALLY.
BUT THAT'S THE ONLY
REASON I'M HERE.
I MEAN, WE COULD
TALK ABOUT ME.
IF YOU'D LIKE.
BORN IN ARLINGTON OUTSIDE D.C.
IN THE SUBURBS.
STUDIED AT GEORGETOWN...
MARRIED, NO KIDS.
OUR PARENTS LIVE 30 MINUTES
AWAY, I HARDLY EVER SEE THEM.
ONE CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH...
PITY.
MOLLIE WALKED ON HER TOES.
LIKE-LIKE HER HEEL
NEVER TOUCHED THE FLOOR.
AND WITH A LITTLE BOUNCE
AT EACH STEP.
I THINK IT CAME FROM DANCING.
SHE WAS A DANCER
WHEN SHE WAS YOUNGER.
BALLET MOSTLY.
SHE WANTED TO DANCE
PROFESSIONALLY,
BUT EVERYONE SAID THAT SHE
GREW OUT OF THE BODY FOR IT.
SHE WAS ALSO IN A LOT OF...
PAIN BECAUSE OF THE STRESS
SHE'D PUT ON HER BODY.
SHE NEVER TALKED
ABOUT THAT, THOUGH.
THE PAIN SHE WAS IN.
I THINK SHE THOUGH SHE WAS SPARING...
OTHERS.
DIDN'T WANT ANYONE TO THINK
SHE WAS COMPLAINING.
UH, YEAH. ANYWAY,
SHE WALKED ON HER TOES.
MMM.
YES?
WHY DO KEEP USING
THE PAST TENSE?
DO I?
INDEED.
I MOVED AWAY.
MAYBE THAT'S ALL-
I MOVED AWAY, SO THINGS
ARE DIFFERENT NOW.
HUH. YOU USED
TO LIVE NEARBY BEFORE?
WE LIVED TOGETHER.
YOU LIVED TOGETHER?
YEAH, IS THAT STRANGE?
IS THAT STRANGE?
NO, IT'S NOT STRANGE AT ALL.
PROCEED.
WITH WHAT?
STORY TIME, JOHN!
YOU WERE TELLING ME HER STORY!
THAT'S NOT REALLY WHY I'M HERE.
THAT'S WHY I WANT YOU HERE.
I'D RATHER TALK ABOUT YOU.
ME? YOU DON'T KNOW
ANYTHING ABOUT ME.
HOW ARE YOU GOING
TO TALK ABOUT ME? EXACTLY.
MAYBE YOU COULD TALK ABOUT YOU.
INDEED.
WELL?
YES. FINE, THANK YOU.
PROCEED.
I-
PIPER.
I'M GOING TO PEE.
AND YOU'LL THINK MORE CLEARLY
WITHOUT ME IN THE ROOM.
WHAT DOES SHE SMELL LIKE?
( urinating )
WELL... AREN'T YOU GOING
TO CLOSE THE DOOR?
I CAN'T HEAR YOU THROUGH THE DOOR
AND OVER MY PEE.
RIGHT.
( urinating continues )
SMELL LIKE?
EVERYONE HAS A SMELL.
UH, SHE-SHE NEVER
WEARS PERFUME.
NOT THAT KIND OF SMELL,
I MEAN, HER SMELL.
HER SCENT.
LIKE MY MOM, SHE ALWAYS SMELLS
SICKLY SWEET LIKE BAD LICORICE.
MY GRANDMOTHER
LIKE RUBBING ALCOHOL.
UH, THOSE DON'T SOUND
LIKE VERY GOOD SMELLS.
OH, NOT THAT THEY'RE BAD,
THEY JUST ARE WHAT THEY ARE.
THE PECULIAR CHEMISTRY
OF PEOPLE WE... KNOW.
NOT ALL TOGETHER LOVE.
LOVING THEM ALL TOGETHER,
SO TO SPEAK.
ROSEMARY.
SHE SMELLS LIKE ROSEMARY.
ROSEMARY.
YEAH, IT'S THE SHAMPOO
SHE USES I GUESS.
I DON'T KNOW.
IT'S AN EARTHY SMELL.
NOT OVERPOWERING OR ANYTHING,
I MEAN...
IT'S NOT THE TYPE OF THING
YOU WOULD REMEMBER ABOUT HER,
IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW HER
OR HAD JUST MET HER.
BUT YOU'D NOTICE IT,
IF YOU WERE CLOSE.
OR NOTICE IT MISSING,
IF SHE ISN'T THERE.
I EVEN TOLD HER THAT ONCE.
THAT'S SHE SMELLS LIKE ROSEMARY.
UH, IT'S-IT'S SWEET, TOO.
NOT TOO SWEET.
I MEAN, SUBTLE.
AND STILL THE KIND OF THING
YOU NOTICE MORE
WHEN SHE ISN'T THERE.
THAT IT'S... MISSING.
CERTAIN TIMES IT WOULD WRAP
EVERYTHING UP IN IT.
HER CLOTHES, SHEETS,
WHEN YOU HELD
HER IT WOULD LINGER,
EVEN AFTER YOU PULLED AWAY.
WHAT KIND OF BROTHER
TALKS LIKE THAT?
( scoffs )
WHAT? YOU WANTED TO KNOW
WHAT SHE SMELLED LIKE.
HER SHEETS?
YEAH, I-I
DID THE LAUNDRY.
YOU LOVE HER?
SHE'S MY SISTER.
DO YOU LOVE HER?
YES, OF COURSE.
YES, OF COURSE.
YES, OF COURSE
I LOVE MY SISTER.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT?
YOU EVER HEAR
OF THE STORY OF SODOM?
SODOM?
AS IN SODOMY.
UH, PIPER, I DON'T-
EVER HEAR OF IT?
I DON'T THINK THAT THAT-
DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS?
DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING SPECIFIC.
IT JUST MEANS...
"TO DO UNNATURAL ACTS."
I DON'T KNOW WHO
DECIDES WHAT'S UNNATURAL,
BUT THAT'S WHA IT MEANS TO SODOMIZE,
AND IT'S IN THE BIBLE.
YOU EVER READ THE BIBLE,
JOHN?
YES, PARTS OF IT.
SODOM, LITTLE FUCKED UP TOWN
FULL OF VILLAINY AND EVIL.
AND GOD HATED IT,
WANTED TO RAIN DOWN FIRE
AND DESTROY IT.
BUT HE SENT THESE TWO ANGELS
TO SAVE THE ONE FAMILY
WORTH SAVING.
WHEN THEY GOT THERE,
THE MEN OF THE TOWN,
THE MEN... OF SODOM.
SURROUNDED THE HOUSE
AND DEMANDED
THAT THEY BE SENT OUT,
SO THAT THEY COULD
HAVE RELATIONS WITH THEM.
RIGHT? THAT-THAT'S-THAT'S
WHAT IT SAYS,
"HAVE RELATIONS" WITH THEM.
WHOO.
LOT, THE MAN OF THE HOUSE,
HE EVEN OFFERED UP
HIS OWN DAUGHTERS
TO SAVE THE ANGELS.
CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?
JOHN?
( sighs )
NO.
GOD DIDN'T LET IT HAPPEN.
THEY WERE SAVED.
( chuckles )
BUT SODOM,
THE MEN OF THE TOWN,
ALL THE VILLAINY AND EVIL...
GOD BROUGHT DOWN
THAT STORM OF FIRE,
AND THE SMOKE OF THE LAND
ASCENDED...
LIKE THE SMOKE OF A FURNACE.
CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?
MOLLIE TOLD ME
ABOUT YOUR FATHER.
SHE SAID THERE WAS A...
A HISTORY.
THERE WAS A HISTORY?
THAT'S A BIT REDUNDANT,
DON'T YOU THINK?
I MEAN, EVENTS MAY BE
IN THE PAST, BUT...
HISTORY'S ALWAYS PRESENT.
THERE WAS HISTORY?
MMM.
THERE IS A HISTORY,
JOHN.
I LOVED MOLLIE.
I WOULD NEVER DO ANYTHING
TO HURT HER.
WELL, I THINK YOU WOULD.
YEAH, WE DON'T SHARE
THIS BIT OF HISTORY.
NOT THIS.
( fax machine beeping )
( phone ringing )
( dialing )
( ringing )
Woman: HI! WE CAN' GET TO THE PHONE RIGHT NOW,
BUT LEAVE US A MESSAGE
AND WE'LL GET BACK TO YOU.
( beep )
( muttering )
HMM.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CONJURING MOLLIE.
SWEET ROSEMARY, HUH?
NO, I DIDN'T MEAN LITERALLY.
OF COURSE YOU DID.
NO, I DIDN'T. I DON'T KNOW
WHAT SHE ACTUALLY SMELLS LIKE.
SMELL.
( inhales )
MOLLIE?
FRESH ROSEMARY
WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER.
IT'S NOT REALLY LIKE I REMEMBER.
MAY I HAVE HER BACK, PLEASE?
HMM. WELL, IT'S
GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME.
MY MEMORIES AREN' NEARLY SO FLESHY, SO REAL.
SO, HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN HER?
ABOUT A MINUTE, NOW.
( both giggling )
NO, I MEAN, WHEN
DID YOU MEET ONLINE?
THREE MONTHS AND A WEEK AGO.
WHAT WOULD YOU TALK ABOUT?
TYPE.
TYPE OF WHAT?
WE TYPE.
WE DON'T TALK.
YOU NEVER TALKED?
NO.
MY WORDS TUMBLE LESS AWKWARDLY
THROUGH MY FINGERS.
I WOULDN'T GIVE HER
MY PHONE NUMBER.
SHE ASKED?
NO.
SO ALL YOU SHARED
WAS A COMPUTER SCREEN.
AND FOUR FLAT LITTLE PICTURES.
AND A BOOK, SHE SAID
SHE SENT YOU A BOOK.
AH, CONSTANCE.
HAVE YOU HEARD
OF JANE KENYON?
JANE- YES.
I, UH, OF COURSE.
I MEAN, BECAUSE OF MOLLIE.
SHE WAS BIPOLAR.
LIKE ME, LIKE MOLLIE.
SHE'S A CHRISTIAN,
NOT LIKE ME.
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT MOLLIE.
BUT SOMETHING...
SOMETHING SINGS
WHEN MOLLIE...
WRITES OF HER.
SHE LOVES THIS BOOK.
KENYON'S DARKEST.
THE ONE IN WHICH SHE...
( laughs )
SHE HAS IT OUT WITH MELANCHOLY.
IN WHICH SHE...
THAT'S A DIABOLICAL LITTLE
GROUPING, DON'T YOU THINK?
IF YOU SAY SO.
WELL, I DO SAY SO.
IN WHICH SHE.
IT'S LIKE AN INCANTATION.
WARDING OFF THE SPIRITS
OF CONSTANT MELANCHOLY.
IN WHICH SHE.
DID IT WORK?
THE INCANTATION?
I DON'T KNOW.
I MEAN, IN THE END...
KENYON DIED OF CANCER.
AN UNNATURALLY NATURAL CAUSE.
SO, SHE-SHE DIDN'T.
KILL HERSELF?
RIGHT.
NO.
HAVE YOU READ IT?
SOME.
YEAH. I MEAN,
THE WORDS MAKE SENSE.
I- I JUST CAN'T QUITE-
CATCH A MEANING.
CAN YOU EXPLAIN IT?
EXPLAIN WHAT, EXACTLY?
WHATEVER FASCINATES HER
ABOUT THESE-THESE WORDS.
WHATEVER MADE YOU
BUY THAT GUN.
THAT'S A NEA LITTLE TRICK, JOHN.
THERE'S NO TRICK.
YOU THINK YOU CAN FIGURE
ME OUT JUST LIKE THAT?
YOU CAN'T FIGURE IT OUT.
I CAN'T FIGURE IT OUT.
WHY NOT?
BECAUSE! WE'RE NO A DAMN RIDDLE,
WE'RE NOT A PUZZLE,
THERE'S NO SOLUTION.
AND, UH, WHO SAID
I BOUGHT THE GUN?
WHY HAVE A GUN AT ALL?
THAT'S THE WRONG QUESTION,
JOHN.
I WANT TO UNDERSTAND.
I'D APPRECIATE IT, IF YOU COULD
HELP ME TO UNDERSTAND.
WE KNOW THE WORLD BY
THE QUESTIONS THAT WE ASK.
SEE THAT, RIGHT THERE?
MOLLIE ALWAYS SAID THAT.
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
THAT WE MAKE UP OUR WORLD.
OUT OF QUESTIONS.
NOT ANSWERS.
WHY THIS BOOK?
WHAT DOES ANY OF THA HAVE TO DO WITH THIS?
THE LUMINOUS PARTICULAR.
THE WHAT?
SOMETHING THAT KENYON
LIKED TO WRITE ABOUT.
ONE MOMENT. ONE EVENT.
REDUCED, CRYSTALLIZED,
OFFERED UP IN WORDS.
SO THAT YOU CAN HOLD
IT IN YOUR HANDS,
TURN IT OVER.
FEEL IT'S WEIGHT.
POETRY DOESN'T SOLVE ANYTHING,
IT JUST MAKES THE QUESTIONS DEEPER.
TURNS THE PUZZLE INTO A PATTERN,
THAT MAY NOT HAVE A SOLUTION, BUT...
THAT YOU CAN SEE IT BETTER.
SEE IT CLEARER.
THERE ARE NO ANSWERS.
BULLSHIT. THERE ARE
ALWAYS ANSWERS, PIPER.
MAYBE THERE ARE TOO MANY,
AND THAT'S THE PROBLEM.
THERE'S TOO MANY ANSWERS,
I CAN UNDERSTAND THAT.
WHAT CAN YOU UNDERSTAND?
WHAT CAN YOU KNOW?
MOLLIE- DIFFERENT.
BUT MOLLIE DOESN' EVEN REALLY KNOW.
SHE ONLY KNOWS WHA SHE WANTS TO KNOW, RIGHT?
DOESN'T ANYONE?
NO.
MOST DEFINITELY NOT.
WHAT'S- WHAT MAKES
YOU ANY DIFFERENT?
I DON'T GET TO KNOW
WHAT I WANT TO KNOW, JOHN.
AND WHAT IS I YOU WANT TO KNOW?
I WANT TO KNOW WHY
THE WORDS TUMBLE OUT.
WHY THE SHARDS OF GLASS
GET STUCK IN MY MOUTH.
WHY YOU'RE HERE AND NOT HER.
NOT HER!
SHE SENT ME.
HMM. OKAY.
BUT YOU ASK
THE WRONG QUESTIONS, JOHN.
SO WHAT ARE
THE RIGHT FUCKING QUESTIONS?
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SEVERE WITH
PSYCHOTIC FEATURES.
WHICH ONE'S MOLLIE?
PAGE 327.
THERE'S SO MANY.
WHICH ONE IS MOLLIE?
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU DON'T KNOW?
WHAT?
YOU DON'T KNOW YOUR
OWN SISTER'S DIAGNOSIS?
WELL, THIS ISN'T REALLY MY AREA.
ISN'T YOUR AREA?
YOU'RE A GODDAMN THERAPIST.
WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR AREA?
I MEAN, I DON'T GENERALLY DEAL WITH...
THESE TYPES OF-
WHAT?
CRAZY PEOPLE?
HOW ARE YOU
SUPPOSED TO HELP ME?
WELL, I-I-I NEVER ASKED HER.
I- I-I NEVER MADE IT MY BUSINESS.
I SHOULD HAVE.
DOES SHE HAVE
AN ELEVATED MOOD?
AN ELEVATED MOOD?
INAPPROPRIATE OPTIMISM.
ABOUT THE FUTURE,
PAST, PRESENT.
SOMETIMES.
PRESSURED SPEECH,
DISTRACTIBILITY?
DECREASED NEED FOR SLEEP?
UH, NO, SHE NEVER
SEEMED DISTRACTED.
POOR JUDGMENT?
LIKE HOW?
HMM. SHE NEVER DISPLAYS
EXCESSIVE INVOLVEMENT IN ACTIVITIES
WITHOUT REALIZING THE HIGH POTENTIAL
FOR PAINFUL CONSEQUENCES?
INTRUSIVENESS.
CALLING OF ATTENTION TO ONESELF.
NO. NO, NO, NO.
SHE-SHE WAS SHY,
WITHDRAWN EVEN.
WAS?
IS. IS!
UH, DID I SAY WAS?
HMM. DIDN'T YOU?
UH, I DON'T KNOW.
YEAH, I GUESS I DID.
HMM. YOU DO IT A LOT.
I DO?
WHY DO YOU KEEP
ASKING ME ABOUT YOURSELF?
YES, YOU SAID "WAS."
YES, YOU DO THAT A LOT.
I DIDN'T MEAN TO.
HMM.
SILLY THING TO SAY, JOHN.
IT'S THE TRUTH.
( chuckling )
DID YOU KNOW
THAT SHE LIKED GIRLS?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
MAN, THOSE
LITTLE BITS OF GLASS,
THEY JUST SLIDE RIGHT THROUGH
YOUR FINGERS DON'T THEY?
KNIVES AND HOT POTATOES.
MEANINGS YOU CAN'T CATCH.
WHAT IF I TOLD YOU
WE WERE LOVERS?
THAT WE MET ALL THE TIME.
YOU WOULD BY LYING.
NO SUCH THING.
NO SUCH THING
AS A LIE?
NOT A TOTAL LIE, NO.
ONLY EXAGGERATIONS.
ALWAYS A LITTLE BI OF TRUTH IN THERE.
( laughing )
WHAT DID SHE TELL YOU
ABOUT US?
NOT MUCH.
ENOUGH.
FOR WHAT?
ENOUGH TO KNOW
THAT YOU ARE IN TROUBLE.
SHE DIDN'T TELL YOU
ANY DETAILS?
DETAILS?
YES, DETAILS.
MOLLIE'S LITTLE SECRETS.
AHH.
WELL, EVERYONE HAS SECRETS.
LIKE HOW SHE LIKES
TO BE KISSED?
IS THAT A SECRET?
DO YOU KNOW?
I'M HER BROTHER.
SHE LIKES TO BE KISSED
IN THE SOFT SPACE
BEHIND HER KNEE.
I DON'T SEE WHY
I NEED TO HEAR THIS.
AND THE SPACE BETWEEN
HER BELLYBUTTON AND HER...
REALLY, PIPER.
IT'S-IT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS.
WHAT DOES SHE CALL IT?
I DON'T KNOW.
NO, YOU WOULDN'T,
WOULD YOU?
NO!
OR HOW...
ONE WELL-PLACED KISS
IN THE SMALL OF HER BACK
MAKES HER MELT.
HMM.
I'M MAKING YOU
UNCOMFORTABLE?
PEOPLE SAY THINGS
IN THERE
THAT THEY WOULDN' SAY OUT LOUD.
YOU SHARE THESE THINGS,
THESE SECRETS IN THERE.
LITTLE BLACK CHARACTERS,
JUST WORDS...
BITS OF COLORED GLASS.
THERE'S MORE TO LIFE
THAN JUST WORDS.
MM-HMM.
THEY'RE ALL I HAVE.
YOU'RE THE CLOSEST THING
I HAVE TO MOLLIE,
TO THE SMALL OF HER BACK.
DO YOU KNOW HOW BADLY
I WANT TO KNOW THAT PLACE?
MMM.
I'M NOT MOLLIE.
THAT, JOHN,
IS PAINFULLY OBVIOUS.
OH OH OH! LET'S CALL HER!
NO.
LET HER TELL YOU THE SECRETS,
LET THEM COME TUMBLING OUT.
I DIDN'T COME HERE
TO LEARN HER SECRETS.
WHOSE SECRETS THEN?
MINE? YOURS?
NO. I DON'T HAVE ANY.
NOW, YOU EXAGGERATE, JOHN.
EVERYONE HAS SECRETS.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO CALL HER.
SHE SENT ME.
( ringing )
Woman: HI, WE CAN' GET TO THE PHONE RIGHT NOW,
BUT LEAVE US A MESSAGE,
AND WE'LL GET BACK TO YOU.
( beep )
HEL- MOLLIE.
HI, MOLLIE.
IT'S PIPER. PIPER.
I'M HERE WITH JOHN.
UH, CALLED 'CAUSE I
WANTED TO TALK TO YOU.
UH, UH, T-TALK
TO YOU ABOUT...
( giggling, stuttering )
I'LL HAVE TO DO
IT A-ANOTHER TIME.
UM...
OKAY. BYE, MOLLIE.
BYE.
( hangs up phone )
ANSWERING MACHINE?
SHE SOUNDS PRETTY.
( sighs )
( keys jingling )
Machine:
TWENTY-SEVEN NEW MESSAGES.
( beep )
( static, busy signal )
( beep )
( indistinct )
( busy signal )
( beep )
( cell phone ringing )
HEY, MOM.
NO, IT'S JUST THE CALLER ID.
( louder )
THE CALLER ID, YES.
( machine continues playing
silent messages )
I KNOW.
NO, MOM. I HAVEN'T.
BECAUSE IT'S NOT THAT SIMPLE,
DO WE HAVE TO TALK ABOU THIS EVERY TIME?
TONIGHT? I DON'T KNOW.
( sighs )
OKAY. NO, IT'S FINE.
YEAH.
IT'S FINE, REALLY.
I'LL SEE YOU THERE.
OKAY.
I KNOW.
ME TOO.
? YOU
? YOU BREAK MY HEAR ? YOU
? YOU BREAK MY HEAR ? YOU
? YOU BREAK MY HEAR ? STILL I GET CAUGHT ON YOU
Woman:
WELL!
IT IS SO NICE TO FINALLY
GET YOU OUT HERE FOR DINNER.
GOD KNOWS WHA YOU'VE BEEN EATING.
I'VE BEEN DOING OKAY.
TV DINNERS-
DO THEY STILL MAKE TV DINNERS?
OKAY?
WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
YOU KNOW,
THOSE LITTLE ALUMINUM TRAYS...
WITH MASHED POTATOES
AND, UH, GRAVY.
IT MEANS I'VE BEEN DOING OKAY.
JUST FINE.
I GO TO WORK AND I EAT.
PROBABLY CALL THEM, UM,
COMPUTER DINNERS NOW.
YOU GO TO WORK, AND YOU EAT.
YOU EVER GET OUT OF THE APARTMENT?
GO OUT?
SEE YOUR FRIENDS?
I'M HERE, AREN'T I?
LEAVE THE BOY ALONE, MOTHER.
LEAVE HIM ALONE?
AFTER I TWISTED HIS ARM
TO DRIVE A HALF AN HOUR
TO GET OUT HERE I'M GOING
TO LEAVE HIM ALONE?
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
I JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE
HE'S OKAY.
I MEAN, REALLY OKAY.
IT'S NO WONDER HE
DOESN'T COME OUT HERE
WITH YOU PICKING ON
HIM ALL THE TIME.
I AM NOT PICKING ON HIM.
I'M JUST CONCERNED ABOUT HIM.
( voices drowning out )
HE CAN TAKE CARE
OF HIMSELF.
WELL, WHY CAN'T I ASK...
WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME?
WHY DON'T YOU ASK HIM...
? YOU
YOU BREAK MY HEART?
? STILL I GET CAUGHT ON YOU
Piper:
I'M GOING TO TAKE A SHOWER.
WITH ME HERE?
WOULD YOU RATHER LEAVE?
WOULD YOU?
RATHER LEAVE?
WHY? IT'S MY APARTMENT.
NO, WOULD YOU RATHER I LEAVE?
YES, BUT YOU WON'T.
NO, I WON'T.
LET'S MAKE A DEAL. YOU KEEP TALKING
THE WHOLE TIME I'M IN THE SHOWER,
THAT WAY I KNOW WHERE YOU ARE,
AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO LEAVE.
I DON'T HAVE THAT MUCH TO SAY.
YOU'VE BEEN DOING GREAT SO FAR.
TELL ME WHY YOU MOVED AWAY.
MOVED AWAY FROM D.C.?
MY WIFE.
YOUR WIFE?
YES, I MOVED AWAY
BECAUSE OF MY WIFE.
I THOUGHT YOU LIVED WITH MOLLIE.
I DID. I LIVED WITH MOLLIE
AND MY WIFE, AND THEN WE-
YOU ALL LIVED TOGETHER?
UH...
WHAT ARE THESE FOR?
AM I SUPPOSED TO GUESS
WHAT THESE ARE?
THE HANDCUFFS ON YOUR BED.
KINDA KINKY.
MY DAD'S A COP.
AND I STOLE THEM.
YOU STOLE THEM?
THE GUN, TOO.
BUT I DIDN'T STEAL ENOUGH BULLETS.
SO, YOU HAVE A KEY,
RIGHT?
NO, WHY?
YOU'RE NOT TALKING!
( water stops )
JOHN! JOHN!
JOHN, WE HAD A DEAL!
OH...
( chuckling )
IT'S NOT FUNNY.
OHH...
IT IS VERY FUNNY.
YOU HAVE THE KEY,
RIGHT?
I DIDN'T HAVE TIME
TO STEAL THE KEY.
YOU'RE GOING TO JUS LEAVE ME HERE LIKE THIS?
YOU BROKE DOWN MY DOOR.
NOW, YOU'VE CHAINED
YOURSELF TO MY BED.
I'VE HAD VERY LITTLE
TO DO WITH IT.
( laughing )
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WIFE.
WHY?
WHAT'S HER NAME?
YOU'RE NOT CONCERNED
ABOUT THIS?
DO YOU KNOW HOW TO SAY
"HANDCUFFS" IN SPANISH?
NO, NO.
IT'S NEVER COME UP.
ESPOSAS.
I'LL REMEMBER THAT.
IT ALSO MEANS WIFE.
THEY HAVE THE SAME
WORD FOR BOTH
WIFE, HANDCUFF,
HANDCUFF, WIFE.
ARE YOU TRYING
TO TELL ME SOMETHING?
NO, I AM TELLING YOU SOMETHING.
ARE YOU TRYING NOT TO UNDERSTAND?
NO, I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
OH, AT LEAST YOU'RE CONSISTENT.
YOU FEEL TRAPPED
BY YOUR WIFE.
NO, NO, I FEEL TRAPPED
BY THESE HANDCUFFS.
SAME THING!
SEMANTICS!
INDEED.
YOU FEEL TRAPPED BY YOUR WIFE,
AND YOUR WIFE HAS LOCKED YOU TO ME.
WHICH DOESN'T MAKE SENSE,
BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW YOUR WIFE.
THEY'RE YOUR HANDCUFFS!
( laughing )
THAT MAKES EVEN LESS SENSE.
IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?
BECAUSE, I...
I DON'T HAVE A WIFE.
HMM. WIVES...
KNIVES, HOT POTATOES.
WHAT-WHAT ON EARTH
ARE YOU DOING?
GAINING A NEW PERSPECTIVE.
WHAT'S HER NAME?
WHO?
YOUR HOT POTATO.
YOUR... WIFE.
YOUR KNIFE.
YOUR HANDCUFF.
JENNY.
DID YOU HAVE TO
THINK ABOUT IT?
NO.
( muttering )
JENNY AND JOHNNY,
THAT'S AN UNLIKELY PAIR.
JENNY. MY-MY WIFE'S
NAME IS JENNY.
HMM. HOW DID JENNY
LOCK JOHNNY TO ME?
JENNY HAS NOTHING
TO DO WITH THIS.
MOLLIE. MOLLIE'S THE KEY
TO YOUR LITTLE HANDCUFF.
TO YOUR LITTLE WIFE.
( giggling )
( chuckling )
AM I ON TO SOMETHING?
YES.
OHH.
YOU FIGURED IT ALL OUT.
OOH, IS THA WHAT I'VE DONE?
HOW VERY CLEVER OF ME.
"BUT WHY?" SHE ASKS,
WHILE PICKING UP
THE STILL LOADED GUN.
DID JENNY AND JOHNNY
MOVE AWAY?
A JOB.
NOPE.
YES.
IT WAS A JOB.
NO, TOO EASY!
SOMETHING SINISTER,
I SUSPECT.
SINISTER?
YOU WATCH CLOSELY
NOW, JOHN.
THIS IS WHERE I GE ALL SCARY AND UNPREDICTABLE.
OHH!
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
OH, I JUST TOLD YOU.
WHAT-WHAT-
BULLSHIT.
I'M JOHN. JOHN SHARP.
MOLLIE'S BROTHER.
YOU KNEW WHERE
SHE LIKED TO BE KISSED.
IT WAS ALL...
OVER YOUR FACE,
WHEN I SAID WE WERE LOVERS,
YOU WERE GETTING OFF ON IT.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
YOU!
THE WAY YOU WERE
TALKING ABOUT HER.
THE SHEETS, ROSEMARY!
THE WAY YOU WERE LOOKING AT ME.
THE WAY YOU WERE
TALKING ABOUT HER.
IF YOU'RE HER BROTHER,
I SHOULD PUT A BULLET IN YOUR HEAD.
EASY, NOW.
PIPER. RIGHT NOW.
JUST TAKE IT EASY.
DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M
HAVING A HARD TIME, JOHNNY?
I'M-I'M A THERAPIST-
COME HERE TO HELP YOU.
YOU'VE ANY IDEA HOW MANY
THERAPISTS I'VE SEEN IN MY LIFETIME?
NO.
36. THAT'S 36 THERAPISTS.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MAKES ME?
I, UH-
AND DON'T SAY "CRAZY."
I WAS GOING TO SAY "TIRED."
( laughing )
EXPERIENCED.
AND YOU ARE NOT A THERAPIST, JOHN.
( chuckling )
THAT GUN ISN'T EVEN LOADED.
YOU SAID SO, IT'S NOT LOADED.
( muttering )
TOLD YOU I EXAGGERATE.
THIS IS STUPID, PIPER.
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO SHOOT ANYONE.
PIPER, JUST PUT THE GUN DOWN.
HMM.
( yells, mumbles )
CONFESS...
CONFESS TO WHAT?
YOU EAVESDROP IN CHAT ROOMS,
YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW MOLLIE!
BUT, OF COURSE I KNOW HER!
THAT IS NO GOOD ENOUGH, JOHN!
OKAY! I'M-I'M-I'M
NOT HER BROTHER.
I'M NOT.
( John breathing heavily )
( mumbling )
HMM.
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
SOMEONE SENT ME HERE.
WHO SENT YOU?
MOLLIE.
I, UH, IT'S COMPLICATED.
IT'S COMPLICATED.
LOOK, I-I JUST,
I JUST CAME HERE TO HELP.
WELL, YOU'RE DOING A REAL
BANG UP JOB HERE, JOHNNY.
I KNOW, THIS-THIS WASN' HOW THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO GO.
THIS? THIS?
WHAT IS THIS?
THIS. US. ALL OF IT.
THERE IS NO US!
THERE IS ME...
AND SOME SICK LYING FUCK
HANDCUFFED TO MY BED.
THAT IS NOT AN US!
PIPER, I AM-
SIT DOWN!
OKAY. ALL RIGHT.
I... I AM JUST-
I AM JUST TRYING-
YOU ARE NOT JUST-
YOU ARE NOT JUST.
I CAME HERE TO TALK.
( exhales deeply )
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
OKAY.
I WANT THE TRUTH.
NO, YOU DON'T.
THEN WHA DO I WANT?
I DON'T KNOW WHA YOU WANT, PIPER,
BUT IT'S DEFINITELY
NOT THE TRUTH.
HOW DO YOU
KNOW MOLLIE?
UNLOCK THESE HANDCUFFS.
I CAN'T.
I'LL LEAVE. I PROMISE.
HOW DO YOU KNOW MOLLIE?
IT DOESN'T MATTER!
IT MATTERS TO ME.
NO, IT DOESN'T.
IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE TO YOU.
YOU-YOU LET ME IN
BECAUSE OF WHAT I KNOW,
NOT HOW I KNOW IT.
WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!
WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HER?
HUH? THIS?
THIS IS THE BES THAT YOU COULD DO?
IT'S BULLSHIT!
( clanking )
OKAY.
HMM.
I'M SORRY, PIPER.
JUST UNLOCK THESE HANDCUFFS.
I'LL LEAVE, I PROMISE.
YOU PUT THEM ON.
I DIDN'T MEAN TO.
HMM...
COME ON, JOHN.
THIS IS WHY YOU CAME HERE.
WHAT? TO CHAIN MYSELF
TO YOUR BED?
OR TO CHAIN YOURSELF TO ME!
TO THROW YOURSELF
IN FRONT OF THIS...
LITTLE TRAIN WRECK.
SAVE ME.
PIPER, I'VE TOLD YOU
ALL THAT MATTERS.
SHE WAS WORRIED
ABOUT YOU,
WORRIED WHAT YOU
MIGHT DO TO YOURSELF.
SO, SHE SENT YOU
TO LIE FOR HER?
NO, NO. SHE SENT ME
HERE TO TALK TO YOU.
FIRST RULE OF THERAPY:
DON'T UPSET A SUICIDAL SHUT-IN
BY LYING YOUR WAY
INTO HER APARTMENT.
YES, I'M SORRY THE WAY
THINGS TURNED OUT HERE.
OH... IMPRESSIVE BI OF ABDICATION THERE, JOHN.
THINGS DIDN'T JUS TURN OUT THIS WAY.
YOU MADE IT ALL HAPPEN.
YOU KNOCKED ON MY DOOR,
REMEMBER?
YOU MADE CHOICES,
AND YOU FOLLOWED THROUGH.
TAKE SOME CREDIT, JOHN.
THIS IS YOUR SHOW-
YOUR SHOW AFTER ALL-
AFTER ALL WE'VE BEEN THROUGH.
WOULDN'T IT FEEL BETTER IF...
YOU TOOK SOME RESPONSIBILITY?
( sighs )
IT WOULD BE SO FUCKED UP,
IF I PULL THIS TRIGGER
RIGHT NOW, WOULDN'T IT?
PIPER, STOP IT.
WHAT WOULD YOU
TELL MOLLIE?
HERE COME THE LAST WORDS,
JOHN. READY?
PUT IT DOWN.
( breathing heavily )
STOP IT.
YOU MADE ME DO IT!
MOLLIE WAS MY WIFE.
SHE WAS NEVER MARRIED.
YES, SHE WAS.
TO ME.
SHE WOULD HAVE TOLD ME.
YES, SHE WOULD HAVE.
BUT SHE WAS MARRIED...
TO ME.
DIVORCED?
NO.
YOU WERE SEPARATED?
YES.
SHE WOULD HAVE TOLD ME.
WE WERE IN LOVE ONCE.
I LOVED HER.
I- I THINK SHE STILL LOVED ME.
NO, SHE LOVES ME.
DOES SHE?
YES, SHE DOES.
HOW DO YOU KNOW?
SHE TOLD ME SO.
DID SHE EVER
ACTUALLY WRITE THAT?
MOLLIE LOVES ME,
I KNOW SHE DOES.
MOLLIE WAS MY WIFE.
THAT'S HOW I KNOW ABOUT YOU,
AND THAT'S WHY I'M HERE.
THE JEALOUS HUSBAND?
NO.
YOU SPIED ON HER!
YOU SPIED ON US,
AND IF YOU DID,
THEN YOU KNOW.
THAT SHE LOVES ME.
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
DOES MOLLIE KNOW
YOU'RE HERE?
DOES ANYONE?
WHY DID YOU COME?!
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M HERE,
I DON'T KNOW WHY I CAME.
THAT IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH!
WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT?
THE TRUTH.
THE TRUTH.
THE TRUTH IS I AM SITTING
RIGHT WHERE I WANT TO BE.
CHAINED TO THIS FUCKING BED.
AND STILL DON' HAVE THE ANSWERS.
I STILL DON'T KNOW WHA OR HOW TO SAY THIS.
YOU THINK I HAVEN'T STEPPED
TO THE EDGE OF THAT PLATFORM,
AND THOUGHT OF WHA IT MUST HAVE FELT LIKE?
JUMP OR FALL-
WHAT FUCKING DIFFERENCE
DOES IT MAKE?
SHE'S STILL GONE.
HOW IS IT GOOD TO BE DEAD,
PIPER?
ISN'T THAT WHAT KENYON WROTE?
HOW...
YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO
HELP ME FIGURE THIS OUT.
BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
ANY MORE THAN I DO.
JUST TELL ME MOLLIE'S OKAY.
MOLLIE'S DEAD.
I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO SAY IT.
I WAS SCARED...
AFRAID...
I THOUGHT BY-BY
TELLING YOU THAT...
IT WOULD JUS MAKE THINGS HARDER.
WORSE.
I WAS AFRAID...
I'M SORRY.
WHY DID YOU COME?
YOU DIDN'T ANSWER.
DIDN'T ANSWER?
HER MESSAGE.
HER LAST MESSAGE-
YOU DIDN'T ANSWER.
THAT'S WHY SHE SENT YOU?
THAT'S WHY I CAME.
DID SHE TELL YOU TO COME?
( sighs )
I DON'T- I DON'T KNOW.
YOU ARE A CURSE!
I'M SORRY.
DON'T YOU SORRY.
I AM.
ONE CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH PITY.
IF-IF WE CAN JUS GET THESE OFF.
ISN'T THERE ANYONE WE CAN CALL,
PIPER?
THE SOONER WE CAN
GET THESE OFF,
THE SOONER I CAN
LEAVE YOU IN PEACE.
THERE'S NO PEACE.
THERE'LL NEVER BE ANY PEACE.
LEAVE YOU ALONE, THEN.
I'M ALONE NOW.
WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL ME?
ABOUT MOLLIE?
WERE YOU EVER GOING TO?
THERE WAS NO PLAN.
I DIDN'T KNOW WHA I WAS GOING TO SAY.
YOU NEEDED HER.
SHE COULDN'T COME,
SO I CAME.
SO, YOU JUS HOPPED IN A CAR,
AND DROVE OVER HERE.
YES.
YOU FIND OU YOUR EX-WIFE IS DEAD,
AND THE FIRST THING
YOU DO IS COME SEE ME.
IT SEEMED IMPORTANT.
AND THEN, YOU DON'T EVEN
TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED.
THAT'S NOT WHY I CAME.
SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE FIRST THING
OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.
IT... IT WOULD HAVE
JUST MADE THINGS HARDER.
WHEN DID SHE-
WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?
WHEN DID IT...
( muttering )
WHEN DID IT HAPPEN.
HOLD ON, PIPER.
HOLD ON.
SHE SENT THIS FIVE DAYS AGO.
FIVE DAYS AGO.
AND WHAT?
WHAT...
WHAT SHE JUST... DIES.
( muttering )
SHE'S JUST GONE.
DON'T TELL ME SHE'S JUST GONE!
PIPER,
WE'VE GOT TO CALL SOMEONE.
WE'VE GOT TO GET THESE OFF,
I CAN'T STAY HERE.
DON'T YOU SEE THIS HURTS!
GOOD!
WHEN DID IT HAPPEN?
WHERE ARE THE KEYS?
FUCK!
THE POLICE.
NOBODY'S CALLING THE POLICE.
THE POLICE SAID
THAT SHE FELL...
THAT SHE FELL
FROM THE PLATFORM.
DID SHE?
WHAT? FALL?
I DON'T KNOW.
DID SHE?
YOU THINK SHE JUMPED?
IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER,
IF SHE JUMPED
OR IF SHE FELL,
OR FUCKING FLEW AWAY
UP INTO THE SKY.
MOLLIE?
MOLLIE JUMPED?
I DESERVE AN ANSWER.
I DESERVE AN EXPLANATION.
I DESERVE FUCKING
ACCOUNTABILITY.
YOU DON'T JUST DO THAT!
YOU DON'T JUST FUCKING...
LEAVE. JUMP. LIKE THAT.
SHE WOULDN'T. SHE-SHE-SHE-SHE
WOULDN'T WITHOUT TELLING ME.
WITHOUT TELLING ME...
SOMETHING.
I DESERVE SOME CLARITY.
ALL THIS TIME I DIDN'T KNOW.
I DESERVE MORE THAN
SOME BULLSHIT POETRY.
I DESERVE AN ANSWER.
THERE ARE NO ANSWERS.
WHY? WHY DID SHE DO IT?
THERE ARE ONLY QUESTIONS.
IS IT- IS IT THAT BOOK?
CONSTANCE?
IS IT-IS IT IN THERE?
HMM. SEE?
WHAT IS IT ABOU THOSE WORDS?
POEMS? WHAT?
WHAT IS IT ABOUT THAT?
THIS IT'S THE WORDS THAT KILL US?
I- I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK.
I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE IT'S THE WORDS
THAT'D SAVED HER.
WHAT? HOW-HOW
WOULD THAT SAVE...
HOW-HOW WOULD
THE WORDS SAVE HER?
HOW WOULD THE WORDS
SAVE HER?
HOW-HOW WOULD
THE WORDS SAVE HER?
SAVED ME.
FROM WHAT?
FROM WHATEVER WAS CHASING HER.
WHATEVER WOULDN'T...
LET HER REST.
THE WHORES AT SODOM.
BUT THEY DIDN'T SAVE HER, PIPER.
SHE'S DEAD.
SHE'S SAFE.
SHE'S DEAD!
IS THERE A DIFFERENCE?
WHAT?
THE DIFFERENCE...
THE SAME DIFFERENCE THA KEEPS YOU FROM DOING IT YOURSELF,
ISN'T IT?
ISN'T THAT WHY I'M HERE?
ISN'T THAT WHY I'M HERE?
TO MAKE SURE...
TO MAKE SURE
SOMEONE WOULD NOTICE.
I MEAN, WHAT WOULD BE THE POINT,
IF NO ONE WOULD CARE?
THERE'S NO POINT.
NO. THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN YOU AND HER.
MOLLIE DIDN'T HAVE TO WONDER
IF SOMEONE WOULD CARE.
SHE KNEW THAT I LOVED HER,
SHE KNEW THAT I...
THAT IT WOULD DESTROY ME,
AND SHE...
SHE JUST DID IT ANYWAY.
IT HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU.
IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH ME.
IT HAD EVERYTHING
TO DO WITH HER!
HER.
HER... WHAT-WHAT DIFFERENCE
DOES IT MAKE TO HER?
SHE DOESN'T GET TO FEEL ANYTHING.
I'M THE ONE-
I'M THE ONE LEFT TO FEEL AND HURT,
AND THINK ABOUT AND SECOND GUESS
EVERY SINGLE THING
I EVER SAID TO HER,
OR DID TO HER.
AS IF YOU WERE
THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE,
SUCH ARROGANCE.
( mocking )
"TO FEEL AND TO HURT,
AND TO SECOND GUESS
EVERY THING THAT I EVER DID."
YOU THINK YOU'RE
THE ONLY THAT LOVED HER?
THE ONLY ONE THAT SHE LOVED?
HMM?!
PIPER, THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU.
( crying )
YOU DIDN'T COME HERE FOR ME.
OR MOLLIE.
YOU CAME HERE FOR YOU!
NO. I CAME HERE,
BECAUSE MOLLIE TOLD ME ABOUT THE GUN.
AND SHE TOLD ME ABOUT YOUR FATHER,
AND SHE TOLD ME ABOUT WHAT YOU
WERE PLANNING TO DO TO YOURSELF-
WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE TO YOU?!
I WANTED TO... HELP.
I WANTED TO... REACH OUT.
YOU WANTED TO KNOW WHY
SOMEONE LIKE ME
WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
FEAR... OF DEATH...
AWAKENS ME.
SO, WHAT?
THE CRY FOR HELP...
ALL THAT STUFF
ABOUT YOUR FATHER?
WHAT SOME-SOME KIND OF FIX?
A JOLT? AN EMPTY THREAT?
EMPTY THREAT?
NO. I'VE HAD A GUN TO MY HEAD
SINCE I WAS 10-YEARS-OLD.
I HAVE...
A GUN TO MY HEAD...
SINCE THE LAST TIME I GOT MORE
THAN FOUR HOURS OF SLEEP.
SINCE THE LAST TIME...
I COULD MAINTAIN
A DECENT RELATIONSHIP.
SINCE THE LAST TIME
THE POUNDING...
IN MY HEAD THAT NEVER
EVER GOES AWAY...
STARTED PUSHING EVERY
OTHER THOUGHT OUT.
YOU THINK THAT'S DADDY'S FAULT?
THEN WHY?
IT'S NOT A RHETORICAL QUESTION.
DO YOU THINK THAT'S DADDY'S FAULT?
YOU THINK IT'S THAT SIMPLE?
DO YOU?
SOMETIMES, YES.
SOMETIMES I THINK IT'S
THAT SIMPLE, BUT...
I NEVER WANTED TO BELIEVE
I COULD BE THAT SIMPLE.
TELL ME...
TELL ME EVERYTHING.
I HAVE.
NO... TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED.
( clangs handcuffs )
GET THESE OFF.
I CAN'T.
HOW DID SHE DO IT?
WHAT GOOD WOULD THAT DO?
IS THAT MEASURE?
THE GOOD IT WILL DO?
I WANT TO KNOW HER.
I WANT TO KNOW HER...
THAT'S ALL.
I CAME HOME ONE AFTERNOON,
THE APARTMENT WAS SPOTLESS,
THE KENYON BOOK
WAS ON THE TABLE,
AND THERE WAS A LETTER
FROM MOLLIE INSIDE.
WHAT WAS IN THE LETTER?
WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE?
NOW, PIPER, GET THESE
FUCKING HANDCUFFS OFF ME.
GOD!
FOCUS, JOHN.
FOCUS.
I NEED YOU TO FOCUS.
I CAN'T WITH THESE ON ME.
THEY'RE NOT COMING OFF.
YOU HAVE TO STOP STRUGGLING.
IT ONLY MAKES IT WORSE, ANYWAY.
WHAT WAS IN THE LETTER?
WHAT WAS IN THE LETTER?
IT DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE AT FIRST.
JUST HOW MUCH SHE LOVED ME.
THAT IT WASN'T MY FAULT.
IT WASN'T MY FAULT.
NOTHING HAPPENED.
THERE WAS NO... REASON.
NO ONE'S FAULT.
IT DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
THEN, SOMEONE AT THE DOOR.
TWO COPS.
TELLING ME MOLLIE HAD FALLEN
FROM THE TRAM PLATFORM.
NOT JUMPED.
BUT THEN IT MADE SENSE.
THE LETTER.
BUT IT DIDN'T MAKE SENSE.
YOU KNOW, HOW COULD
THERE BE NO REASON?
HOW COULD SHE JUST...
THE LETTER...
YES, EVEN WITH THE LETTER
I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND.
WHERE WAS THE LETTER?
WHERE? THE BOOK.
THAT- THIS BOOK?
THE SAME BOOK?
THIS BOOK?
I'M SORRY.
THAT CAN'T BE.
SHE SENT THIS TO ME WEEKS AGO.
I CAN MAKE SENSE OF THIS.
THERE'S A WAY FOR US
TO MAKE SENSE OF THIS.
WHEN DID SHE DIE?
WHEN DID SHE DIE?!
JANUARY 2nd.
SIX MONTHS AGO.
I MET HER THREE MONTHS AGO.
IT WAS ME.
IT WAS ME...
FROM THE BEGINNING.
LIAR!
I WISH I WERE LYING, PIPER!
I WISH-
I WISH YOU KNEW HER
AND THAT YOU LOVED HER.
ANYTHING THAT WAS JUST-
THAT SHE WAS ALIVE AGAIN.
ANYTHING.
? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE
? SHOWING ME YOUR BLOOD
? SHOWING ME YOUR BRUISE
? YOU SAY THAT NOTHING HURTS
LIKE THE TRUTH?
? SO THAT'S WHAT I'LL USE
? FOR THE RECORD
? I NEVER LOVED YOU
LIKE FOOLS DO?
? YOU WANTED BIG LOVE
? I TRIED
? I JUST COULDN'T WORK IT OU ? INSIDE
? WHEN I SAID
I COULDN'T GET ENOUGH?
? I LIED
? I THINK YOU SAW I ? IN MY EYES
? HOW I DON'T CARE
IF YOU BLEED?
? I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE BLUE
? 'CAUSE THAT'S WHAT MY LOVE
? WILL DO
? TO YOU
PIPER.
I DON'T EXPEC YOU TO UNDERSTAND.
OR FORGIVE ANY OF THIS.
I WAS ALONE.
NOTHING SEEMED REAL
AFTER SHE WAS GONE.
I HADN'T LEF THE APARTMENT IN WEEKS.
I JUST WANTED
SOMEONE TO TALK TO.
SO... I WENT ONLINE,
AS MYSELF AT FIRST.
BUT NO ONE
WOULD LISTEN.
EVERYONE THOUGHT THA I WAS SOME SORT OF A...
NUTCASE PERVERT.
AND-AND THEN I JUST WANTED
TO KNOW WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE.
TO BE HER JUST FOR A LITTLE WHILE.
I USED PICTURES
I FOUND AROUND THE HOUSE,
I- I PUT IN HER DETAILS,
THINGS ABOUT HER
NO ONE WOULD KNOW.
AND AT FIRST IT WAS-IT WAS
DISGUSTING, SICK,
THOSE MEN WOULD TAUNT HER,
SEND HER PICTURES-
IT WAS...
BUT THEN YOU-YOU FOUND HER.
YOU CARED FOR HER,
YOU REACHED OUT.
AND-AND SOMEHOW-
SOMEHOW SHE WAS ALIVE AGAIN.
DOES THAT MAKE SENSE?
( sighs )
YOU DID KNOW HER.
WHEN I WAS ON,
IT WAS HER.
IT WAS EVERYTHING
SHE WOULD HAVE SAID,
EVERYTHING SHE WOULD HAVE FELT.
LIKE THIS BOOK.
THIS IS THE BOOK I FOUND
THAT DAY IN THE TABLE.
I SENT IT TO YOU,
BECAUSE SHE WOULD HAVE SENT IT.
WHY WOULD SHE HAVE SENT IT TO ME?
YOU SAID YOU ADMIRED KENYON.
YOU SHARE THAT WITH HER.
YOU SHARED SO MUCH MORE.
YOU- THE SAME...
FEELINGS.
EVEN THE SAME TURNS OF PHRASE.
I DIDN'T SEE IT COMING WITH MOLLIE,
I WANTED TO SEE IT COMING.
AND I SIMPLY COULDN' HAVE IT HAPPEN AGAIN.
"THERE IS NOTHING I CAN
DO AGAINST YOUR COMING."
"WHEN I AWAKE I AM STILL WITH THEE."
I TOLD YOU I READ IT.
YOU, THE POETRY,
THE WORDS.
THE WAY SHE KISSED,
THE SMALL OF HER BACK, AND...
I... LET YOU. I...
I WAS KNOWN.
MOLLIE'S RIGHT.
THERE ARE NO REASONS, NO ANSWERS.
WHAT ARE YOU ASKING ANYWAY?
WHAT IS YOUR QUESTION?
WHY MOLLIE KILLED HERSELF?
WHY I WANT TO KILL MYSELF?
I DON'T KNOW.
( sighs )
WHAT ABOUT THE TELEPHONE NUMBER,
THE VOICE?
THAT'S-THAT'S MOLLIE.
I, UH, I NEVER CHANGED
THE OUTGOING MESSAGE.
IT WAS THE ONLY WAY I COULD
STILL HEAR HER VOICE.
MY, GOD, PIPER.
I'VE NEVER SAID ANY OF THIS OUT LOUD.
AM I CRAZY?
THAT'S A GOOD QUESTION.
YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T HAVE THE KEYS.
I LIED.
( keys hit floor)
( exhales deeply )
( "Ask Anyone"
by Alex Paul playing )
? WHERE IS MY BABY NOW?
? CLOSED MY EYES
? AND SHE SLIPPED OU ? SHE LEFT NO SIGH ? NO SOUND
? BROUGHT NO GUIL ? TO BRING HER DOWN
? BUT ASK ANYONE
? SHE THREW HERSELF TO THE SUN
? DID SHE GO TO THE HILLS
? AND FIND HER RES ? ABOVE MY WILL?
? NO MORE MEMORIES TO KILL
? LET AVALANCHES BE HER FILL
? AND ASK ANYONE
? SHE THREW HERSELF
INTO THE SUN?
? OH, ASK ANYONE
? SHE THREW HERSELF
INTO THE SUN?
? SHE WALKS A PATH
? THAT NONE CAN FOLLOW
? SHE WALKS A PATH
? THAT NONE CAN FOLLOW