The Look of 'The Jacket': Influences from the Avant-Garde Page #4

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No, no, no...

Listen, I'm sorry. Listen.

I don't know how...

- What's the date today?

- What?

I know this sounds crazy.

What year is this?

What? What?

Who the hell are you?

I'm Jack Starks.

Get the f*** out of my house.

- What'd you do, snoop all over the place?

- No.

God, you had no right.

You had no right to go through anything.

Look at me.

I know this doesn't make any sense,

because it doesn't make sense to me either.

Oh, my God. If you don't get out now,

I'm gonna call the cops.

No, please. Please, wait.

I won't hurt you. Just talk to me, please.

L... Your mom was passed out

on the side of the road when I met you.

She was wasted.

Jean, her name was Jean.

- Just stop it!

- Look, I gave this kid those dog tags.

No, no. No, you didn't.

Jack Starks did,

and Jack Starks is dead.

What?

What do you mean, he's?

He's dead.

His body was found New Year's Day, 1993,

Alpine Grove.

He's dead.

- It can't be.

- Well, it is.

Listen, listen. I don't care who

or where you think you are...

...you're not Jack Starks.

So whoever you are, I did a nice thing...

I did a really nice thing, and you've really...

God, you've really made me regret it,

so please, please, would you?

Would you just leave? Okay?

Don't you remember me?

- Oh, my God.

- Look at me.

I'll leave, okay, I'll leave, but look at me.

I'm not lying to you.

I met you. I met you and your mother,

and there was no one around for miles.

I couldn't have known that from a pair

of dog tags you had lying around.

You put those down, and you get out.

Don't you remember me?

- Don't you know? I'm...

- You get out!

I'm...

Okay?

Please.

Please get out.

I'm gonna blow your head off!

Jackie.

Oh, God.

I can't believe you left him in all night.

You didn't say anything when I asked...

I expected some common sense

on your part. Open the drawer.

Is he dead?

No. Get him upstairs immediately.

He's dehydrated.

I want him on an IV

by the time I get up there.

I tried to tell you

when I came to your office...

I expected you to take him out.

You're a physician. I shouldn't have

to spell everything out for you.

Jack?

Jack?

Tom.

Tom, can I speak with you

for a moment, please?

- What have you done with Jack Starks?

- What do you mean?

- He's unconscious.

- He's recovering from Loxadol and Ativan.

Loxadol? He didn't need neuroleptics.

You know that from what, a couple

of two-minute stares across the room?

He didn't need antipsychotics,

if that's all you gave him.

After he attacked me,

I figured he'd need a little placating.

You sure he wasn't provoked?

Are you sure you wanna make

an accusation like that?

I'm not making any accusations.

He's bruised up.

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