A Kid in His Mother's Milk Page #5

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You are becoming quite the

connoisseur.

-And to think I didn't

even like wine before.

-To new discoveries.

I could live without the wine.

-I... I do hope you

appreciate that

I've tried to make

things better for you.

I really want this to work out.

-This?

What "this?"

How could "this"

possibly work out?

-Well, your sun pictures

no longer have the

"I will kill Claude"

message in them.

-You knew.

-I could hardly blame you.

But I do hope your

feelings for me have

softened, at least a little?

-What do you want me to say?

True, I don't want

to kill you anymore,

and I don't want

you to kill me.

I don't want anyone

to kill anyone.

But I can't go on

like this forever.

The only way this can

possibly work out is

if you let me go.

I want to see my Tommy again.

I want to see my family.

I want to have a normal life.

-I do wish I had

never taken you.

But what can I do now?

-I wouldn't talk.

I swear.

no one would find

out who you are.

You say that now, but

I know you too well.

You are a kind-hearted,

intelligent person.

I am a monster. The

thought that I might

subject someone else to

what you've been through,

or worse, it would gnaw at you.

The guilt would be too much.

or worse, it would gnaw at you.

The guilt would be too much.

You would tell them everything.

Maybe there is one way.

-Claude!

Claude!

There's my boy.

Come to mommy, Claude.

There's my boy.

I knew you'd come to mommy.

You've been a good boy,

haven't you, Claude?

-Yes, mommy.

-Claude.

-You don't need her anymore.

I'm here for you, Claude.

No, Claude. Not that.

You know what I need.

-No, no.

No.

No, I can't. No, no!

Are the bandages OK?

Are you comfortable?

You're not talking?

OK. I don't blame you.

But there is a silver lining here.

Now I...

I know you may not see

it, but there is hope.

You were in my dreams.

One of my bad dreams.

And yet, I didn't kill you. I stopped it.

This is good.

And yet, I didn't kill you. I stopped it.

This is good.

Is it not? We can move on.

There is no reason to believe

that anything like that

will ever happen again.

I can... I can stop it.

-Let me go. Please, please.

Please, please let me go.

You think I don't feel trapped?

I am the prisoner. I am

the one who can't escape.

I'm the one who's dying here.

I'm going out of town

for a couple of days.

This should hold you

over until I get back.

-Where are you going?

-North American

Bridge Championships.

-With David?

-Yes, of course with David.

-When will you be back?

-We have a flight back on Monday

but if we get knocked

out of the tournament,

I may come back earlier.

I'm gonna fix dinner.

Is there anything in

particular you'd like?

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