The Woodsman Page #2

Thank you.

Hey, Walter.

Hello.

Hello.

You okay?

Walter, what did you do?

What happened to you?

Walter?

Why do you want to know?

Because I like you.

What's the worst thing

you ever did?

The worst?

I f***ed my best friend's husband.

I mean, my best friend

since second grade.

He had the hots for me and...

Yeah, he was cute.

We'd get it on for days.

And then he told her... the sh*t.

Broke up their marriage.

Ruined our friendship.

I still feel like the lowest piece of sh*t

when I think about that.

So, what did you do?

I molested little girls.

Twelve years in prison is no joke.

How young?

Between 10 and 12.

Once a nine-year-old

told me she was 11.

Once a 14-year-old

told me she was 12.

I always asked

how old they were.

What did you do to them?

It's not what you think.

I never hurt them.

Never.

Look...

I want you to go now, all right?

I told you

I'm not easily shocked.

Yeah, well, you should be shocked.

- Or do you get off on this sh*t?

- What?

When will I be normal?

We have a lot of work to do.

- Will I ever be normal?

- What's your idea of being normal?

What's your idea

of being a f***in' shrink?

- Sorry.

- Watch where you're going.

Sorry.

So what's happening?

Braves are kicking the sh*t

out of the Phillies.

F***ing Phillies.

It's just the beginning of the season.

You got to give them a chance.

- So, how was the party?

- What party?

- The birthday party.

- F***. It was great.

You should have seen Carla.

She was so pretty.

She looked like a princess.

She's the light of my life, man.

You don't want

to love them too much though.

No such thing, man.

I couldn't love her enough.

Oh, I've got photos.

You want to see?

- Nah, it's all right.

- Ah, come on.

I don't want to see

any goddamn pictures, all right?

They're just photos

I took at the party.

Carlos, I want to see my sister

and my niece in person.

Okay?

Yeah, okay.

I'm just saying Carlos

has a thing for his daughter.

If he's not careful, he's gonna suffer.

You think I'm crazy?

Do you think you're crazy?

You know, talking to you is like riding

on a f***in' merry-go-round.

That's a marvellous image, Walter.

Because by going in circles we find things

we missed the first time around.

When will I be normal?

"So what should I do?

Call the cops?

Yeah, that's pretty funny.

But what if Candy seduces one

to go for a ride?

Yeah, that's right.

If the boy goes for a ride...

it's because he wants

to go for a ride. "

Walter.

Cop.

Sergeant Lucas.

You mind if I come in?

You are in.

Yeah, I am.

But I always like to ask.

It's a force of habit.

You don't mind if I look around, do you?

I would.

Why, you got something to hide?

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