Shadows in the Sun Page #4

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[Crickets chirping]

[Men chattering]

[Men singing in Italian]

What's this?

You guys gonna rough me up a little bit?

[All laugh]

Hey, serious...

What's that? What're you doing back there?

It's obvious that you just won't go away.

Hey, whoa, hey, Father,

you just gonna stand by and let this happen?

- This is God's will, my son.

- I don't know why you can't understand.

I think I've gone to great lengths

to make myself clear.

- Come on. I was just trying to do my job.

- Well, now you're going to join the others.

- What others? There are others in there?

- They wouldn't go away, either.

Okay, but I will. I'll go, I promise.

I don't believe you. I think you're just

saying that so that I'll let you go.

No, no. No, no. I will absolutely go.

Tomorrow. As soon as I can.

- I think he's telling the truth.

- Yes! Listen to him.

- I don't believe him!

- No, whoa!

No, there's no need for this!

WELDON:
Arrivederci.

[Jeremy exclaiming]

[Shrieking]

[All laughing]

What does "go away" mean, Mr. Taylor?

It means go away.

I'll expect you to do just that.

[Speaking Italian]

I baptizing you in the name of the Father...

the Son and the Holy Ghost.

[Sputtering]

- What are you doing?

- Baptizing you.

I'm Jewish.

Not anymore.

[Headboard banging on wall]

[Woman moaning]

[Whimpering]

[Birds chirping]

[Gustavo singing]

Hey, ciao.

[Groaning]

[Sighing]

Unbelievable.

You've got balls, boy, I'll give you that.

And you've got my car keys.

Here you go.

Is that all?

Yup.

[Men chattering in Italian]

You know what? That's not it.

Because whatever reasons you have

for not wanting to write...

I accept them as being personal,

but that's still no excuse for you to be such...

an unbelievable!

I guess I'm not for everyone.

You know, I'll admit,

I only came here because my boss sent me...

but underneath, I came because

I have always wanted to meet you.

I thought that maybe

if I could meet the great Weldon Parish...

perhaps you could

teach me how to be a better writer...

but I realize now

that the only things you have to teach me...

are bitterness and mistrust.

[In Scottish accent] How goes

the grape business, Weldon?

What brings you to town, Ian?

I just finished my new novel

and came in for a drink.

You remember how it was

when you finished a book...

way back when you still had something to say.

[Ian chuckling]

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I strike a nerve?

Ah, it must be tough being all dried up inside

and having to live on past glories.

At least he has past glories to live on.

IAN:
And who might you be?

- Jeremy Taylor.

- Ian McBain.

Ian McBain, the novelist?

[Laughing]

- I know your work.

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