Dangerous Game Page #4

I've seen you hock your dead grandmother's

wedding ring, just for a laugh.

And I knew...

that if you could do that...

you could do anything.

Russell, if it helps...

I'll be the one to take the blame.

I'll leave...

and you can join me anytime you want.

She just said, "I'm leaving you.

"I'll take the blame.

I'm the one that's going to leave.

"I'm leaving you."

Then he says,

"I knew it would come to this."

And I gotta feel that moment:

He has just been left.

If he gives me that feeling of,

"I've just been left"...

he will get to the next moment, which is...

First he has to feel that he's just been left.

"I knew it would come to this."

And then he goes back at her again.

"You can't resist, can you?

"You gotta bring peace

to all the huddled masses.

"You should have been Mother Cabrini!"

But he's just been left,

his f***ing heart is breaking here.

"You should be Mother Cabrini.

"I'll be the one to take the blame.

Oh, that's wonderful!

"You should be Mother Cabrini...

"instead of a pill-popping, middle-class

neurotic. But it's too late.

"It ain't gonna happen,

and don't think I don't know...

"deep down inside

what you're itching to do.

"You're dying to confess every f***ing thing

you ever did and ask for pardon."

"That's what's it about.

"Serve your sentence and be cleansed,

but there's one problem:

"Everything you ever done was with me...

"and I ain't ready

to bare my soul to nobody."

And that's to her,

"especially to a God that don't exist."

It's a battle between him and God.

Who's she going to serve, God or him?

- "You gonna serve God or me?"

- Right.

"You have any idea

what you're trying to do?

"You want to be cleansed,

you want to give yourself over to him.

"To someone,

a God that doesn't f***ing exist!

"You ain't dealing with your life,

you want God to deal with your life.

"You have a responsibility to me."

It's easy for you...

This is what the focus position is, okay?

You can't resist, can you?

You want to bring peace to the lives

of the huddled masses.

I mean, Jesus Christ,

you should've been Mother Cabrini...

instead of a pill-popping,

dick-sucking, middle-class neurotic.

I know what you're doing here.

You want to ask forgiveness for every

f***ing bad thing you've done in your life.

But it ain't going to happen, baby.

Because you know why?

Everything you've done,

I was there watching...

and I'm not about to bare my soul

to nobody...

especially a f***ing God that doesn't exist.

You better hurry up, Claire.

Jesus Christ, I can hear you praying

even in the dark.

You f***ing better hurry up.

Want to have a drink later?

- How about five drinks later?

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