Kaleidoscope Page #3

I'll break his neck.

- Hello?

- I'm looking for someone.

What's the name?

I've got a picture.

Uh..

- I'm sorry.

- Have a look.

I am.

My wife.

- She's here.

- Not here.

On the estate.

I'll ask my wife.

Have you seen her, love?

No, no.

Me, neither.

Sorry.

Is, um..

Is there a name?

Just in case.

Hmm..

Touch me.

You asked me to stay.

You're hurting me.

Ahh!

Oh!

My foot.

You've broken my foot.

- Out!

- Don't.

No, Carl, I don't..

Uh, I don't

deserve this.

I don't deserve this!

Out!

Carl.

Carl.

Carl!

Before you say it

I'm leaving now.

You look like a clown.

I've got an

appointment..

...someone special.

I wouldn't think

anyone's that desperate.

Not like that.

There hasn't

been anyone..

...not since

you went away.

What do I care?

I've got my own

to think of now.

A girlfriend?

- And one on the way.

- Mm.

I'm happy for you.

Maybe I should

take you both out.

My treat.

It's a bit late

for that.

I told her

you were dead.

I'll pick my

case up later

when you're not here.

That's alright?

Carl?

Carl?

Is everything okay?

Oh, she didn't turn up.

Then that wasn't you

and Kitty-Kat that

passed here last night?

No, I was

in all evening.

And you didn't hear all

that banging and bashing

in front of the door

early this morning?

This morning?

When I came down,

they'd gone.

I'll be late for work.

Carl?

Hello, Carl.

Maureen.

I was wondering

if you were around late

last night.

No.

Uh, it's just one

of the clients said

she saw someone

moving about

in the roses.

Oh. A fox?

No, she swears

it was a man.

I was thinking,

it's probably best

if we keep the key

to the side door

in the office from now on.

Just to be

on the safe side.

Why are you still here?

Who said you

could smoke?

Will you sit down, Carl?

I've something

to tell you.

What?

A new beginning, I hope.

Might take a few days

to clear.

I won it..

...on the lottery.

I want us to make up.

I was thinking.

I might go and visit

my sister in Canada.

We've started

talking again.

Do you remember

your cousin, Casper?

You once made a pact

you would do down

Niagara Falls

in a wooden barrel.

Remember?

Used to obsess you,

those men in barrels.

Forever hiding

yourself away

in small spaces.

"I'm just practicing for

the falls," you'd say.

I doubt you'd both

get in one now.

We could even

go first class.

An adventure.

Is there no way

to start again?

After all this time.

But I haven't

had any time.

All my time

has been taken away.

Well..

...I don't have much of it

left myself.

The oncologist says

it's in my bones.

Where's your medication?

No, I don't need it.

There's no pain.

Not yet.

I don't believe you.

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