Apt Pupil Page #3
TODD:
What business? You sit in that ugly chair
and watch soap operas all day. Except on
Friday afternoons when you walk down to the
movie theater. And twice a week you take the
bus downtown to do your shopping. You always
use the express lane because you never have
more than ten items.
DUSSANDER:
You have been following me?
TODD:
Of course, I followed you. You think I
normally go around to peoples' houses and
accuse them of being Nazi fugitives?
DUSSANDER:
Perhaps for me you made an exception.
TODD:
No, for you I had to be sure. For Kurt
Dussander I had to be absolutely certain.
...Now, I am, and that's why I'm here.
Todd sits on the sofa.
DUSSANDER:
Oh, yes, I see now. As I am this ex-Nazi
fellow, as you say, then this must be the
part where I offer you my hidden stash of
gold, taken from the mouths of old Jewish
men, of course, which I keep buried in the
basement. Isn't that right, boy? Well, I'm
afraid you're wasting your time. I have no
money. If I did I might even give you some
just to be done with this nonsense.
TODD:
I don't need money. You don't have any
anyway. At least, I don't think so. You
probably had to spend it all to sneak in the
country. A good American passport is
expensive on the black market, that I know.
DUSSANDER:
Do you? Good for you.
TODD:
Yes, I do. I know it all, Dussander. You're
my One Great Interest.
DUSSANDER:
Your what?
TODD:
My One Great Interest. Well, not you
personally, but, ...well, it's something I
learned back in eighth grade. Our teacher,
Miss Harmon, she said we'd have to find our
One Great Interest in life. You know, the
thing that would really grab us. Once we did
that, everything would fall into place. Like
hers, she said, wasn't teaching, but
collecting nineteenth-century postcards. I
guess there's no money in that, so she has to
be a teacher. Anyway, she told us to start
thinking about it. So I did, but nothing
happened. Until the following summer, in
Ronny Pegler's garage. That's where I found
it.
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