Four in the Morning Page #2

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What's it like?

- Well, I'm standing at

the top of the stairs

in a very high building and he's suspended

in the stairwell and no

matter how fast I run

down the stairs, I can't

get away from his face.

Except that one night

when he was coming for me

I jumped out of bed to smash the skull

and it was me.

And what about you?

Don't you ever talk?

You've got me talking my head off.

- That was the whole idea.

What about the table?

- Will this do?

(eerie music)

Why do you always blame yourself?

- 'Cause I deserved it.

Don't think anyone gets anything

that they don't deserve.

- Don't you feel he has some responsibility

for the breakup?

- I suppose so.

- How long had you been together?

- Three years.

- Didn't you want to get married?

- Yes I did.

Too much.

Hey, come back.

- Do you want to go for a ride?

Yeah, eh?

Can I interest you in a boat, madam?

South of France this year?

- Wrong colour.

- Wrong colour.

This I know madam will like.

- Possibly.

- We'll take it.

- I've decided it's too small.

- How about this one?

- No, not that one, this one.

- Oops.

Well come on.

Here we go.

(laughs)

Great coat.

- Oh!

(laughter)

Right, where should we go?

- For a ride.

- Come on then.

- I don't want to go anywhere now.

- Come on.

- All right, we'll go for a ride.

- It's locked.

- Well we'll just have to break it.

- Be careful, you really will break it.

- All right, let's stay here.

- Go on, you promised me a ride.

Please.

- You really want to go for a ride?

All right then, let's go for a ride.

(train clattering)

(clinking)

(motor starts)

(dramatic music)

- Oh, Person.

Oh, we might as well stay awake together.

(crying)

Go to sleep.

Why won't you go to sleep?

I don't know what I'm going to do with you.

Look at this room.

What a dreadful mess.

(crying)

Shh.

Look at all this,

this is all a frightful mess here.

Look who that is.

Do you know who that is?

Look, look.

It's you.

Those are nice and clean, look at that.

Look at that pretty.

Isn't that pretty?

Isn't that pretty?

Why can't you always be like this?

Put it back.

Yes, look at all that then.

All that is dirty old daddy.

Messy old man.

Let's tidy up a bit so that you won't know.

There.

That's better.

Well, a bit better.

Look at that, oh, that's pretty.

Oh look, look who's here.

Look who's here.

There's an old friend.

That's a silly way to dust.

Put old friend to sleep.

There he is, put him to sleep.

(sighs)

Now then, Person, are you a bit more tired?

Person, why does he call you Face?

He shouldn't call you Face.

You're a person.

You're a person.

(crying)

(dramatic music)

(motor starts)

(soft music)

- [Girl] Why do you put up with me?

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