The Woodsman Page #5

I ain't got it.

So if you ever touch

my daughter, I'll kill you.

When I say the word "girl"...

what is the earliest image

you can remember?

When I say the word "pretty,"

when I say the word "pleasure"...

who do you see?

I see my sister.

Where is she?

She's asleep in my bedroom.

Where are you?

I'm in my bed too.

How old are you and your sister?

Oh, about six.

That would make her four.

What are you doing?

Nothin'. Takin' a nap.

- A nap?

- Yeah, a nap.

Kids take naps.

You ever take a nap, Rosen?

I don't wanna talk about this.

What the hell are you doin' back there?

Did you and your sister

often take naps...

I want you back in your chair. Now!

I'm sorry.

I don't like nobody behind my back.

Walter, what did you do

while taking naps with your sister?

Nothin'.

Did you touch her?

Did you take her clothes off?

- You take your clothes off?

- This is bullshit.

I'm only asking questions.

All right. I'm gonna tell you

just to shut you up.

I smelled her hair.

What else?

Nothin'.

That's it.

I just liked smellin' her hair.

You felt pleasure?

Yes.

- Did you get an erection?

- I was six years old.

I meant later,

when you two took naps...

when the two of you

held each other...

when you were 10 or 11,

and she was eight or nine...

when the two of you

were all alone...

completely alone in that big house.

It was a small house.

All right. A small house...

with small rooms.

I smelled her hair.

That's all.

I just liked smellin' her hair.

Hi.

Hello.

What are you looking at?

Up in that oak tree

there's a nest.

- Where?

- Up there.

- A little higher.

- There are little chicks.

- You want to see?

- Sure.

They're starlings.

- Is that right?

- I don't like starlings.

- Why not?

- They're extremely aggressive birds.

Plus their habits are pretty filthy.

The mother must have her hands full.

So, you always carry these with you?

When I go bird-watching.

It's why I like coming here.

It's just a city park.

You'd be surprised

how many kinds of birds you find here.

Last week, I saw a purple martin...

and the week before that,

I saw a solitary vireo.

- That's rare.

- A solitary vireo?

- I like that.

- Their sound is really musical.

Are you a bird-watcher too?

Me? No, I'm a...

more of a people-watcher.

The way you were staring

at the tops of those trees...

I thought you were

gonna take off and fly.

I should go now.

You come here a lot?

My daddy likes me home

before dark.

- Well, it's good to listen to your dad.

- Bye.

Good morning, fellow sports fans.

The match is about to begin.

Candy enters the arena

looking sweet and trim.

He checks out the scene but plays it cool.

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