Death and the Maiden Page #3

A real thrill... a mud bath

and a sleepless night.

No, no. I'm serious.

With you on the commission...

there's a real chance

for our country.

Well, I hope

we can do some good.

I'm sure you will.

So you see,

I'm glad to be of use.

I had an ulterior motive.

Sir.

Listen...

this time,

you have to have a drink.

I can't send you into the dark

and stormy night...

without some reward.

- I shouldn't. It's late.

- Just one drink.

I'm afraid

my wife's already in bed so...

Oh, sh*t. I woke her, too.

No, she's still awake.

I have to turn my lights off.

To tell you the truth...

she gets a little nervous

because of the bad old days.

We both used to get

pretty freaked...

by that knock on the door

in the night.

Oh, God. I should've left

the tire and gone quietly.

No. You just taught me

a very valuable lesson.

Please, sit down.

In a democracy, the midnight

knock can be friendly.

- Want a whiskey?

- A teeny-weeny drop.

More than just a drop.

I'm just going to go check

on Paulina.

Excuse me.

Are you asleep?

- I'm very tired.

- What?

I'm almost asleep.

Come out and say

a quick hello. He's harmless.

Are you too tired?

Must be

from listening to the news.

What?

Never mind.

I'm afraid

my wife's almost asleep...

but she sends her thanks

and apologies.

- I know I must seem ridiculous.

- Why ridiculous?

I am ridiculous,

especially when my wife's away.

She would've told me

to go to bed.

"Bring it in the morning.

"You'll wake those poor people,

scare them half to death.

"You think Escobar's

a great man.

"Don't give him a heart attack."

I suspect we're all lost

without our wives.

You must be excited

about the committee.

Now I know who's running it,

I'm very optimistic.

Yeah, I am pretty optimistic

despite my being on it.

You're modest, too.

That doesn't surprise me.

Don't you think this could be

a real turning point?

It's a step

in the right direction.

Even though we can't put

those bastards on trial...

because they gave themselves

amnesty...

we can make their names public.

A ground rule is the names

aren't going to be made public.

Really? It doesn't matter.

The names will leak out.

Their kids will know.

They'll ask...

"Is it true you did

those horrible things?"

Those fucks will have to face

their own flesh and blood.

Maybe.

That's a kind of justice.

It's possible, well, likely,

people will get so pissed off...

when they hear

the details of these crimes...

they'll revoke

this bullshit amnesty.

Any move in that direction

is dangerous.

The army has only stepped aside.

They haven't disbanded.

My wife

must be letting in some air.

It's stuffy.

The storm

didn't really cool things off.

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