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Subtitulado por la comunidad de Amara.org It's

a long way from Nob Hill, San Francisco

to the docks of Barcelona.

How could this have happened?

Easy, the way I do things.

Let me tell you about it, step by

stupid step, because I have a hunch that

this is not just my story.

This is the island of Ibiza, one of

the larger of the Balearic Islands, lying off

the Mediterranean coast of Spain.

People have been coming here since the time

of the Phoenicians.

I first heard about it back in San

Francisco from an old buddy of mine who

was living here.

I wanted to get away from the family,

take a trip.

Only thing about trips, you never know what

you'll find until you get there.

Anyway, for now, it was enough just to

see that island coming closer, so clean and

so white.

My story begins in cafes like these, where

every day is just like every other day.

The only excitement is getting a check from

home or the arrival of someone new.

My buddy Denny was looking forward to seeing

me as much as I was to seeing

him.

I should have known it wasn't just for

old time's sake.

My folks were well off and took pretty

good care of me.

In fact, my big hang up was how

to cut that old umbilical cord.

I like the look of the island right

from the start.

It seems so unspoiled.

Maybe I was kidding myself, but I thought

I could write.

And this seemed like the perfect spot for

it.

Hey fellas, we eat, check!

Good to see you.

What did you say your name was?

Bill.

Oh, this is the guy I was telling

you about from San Francisco, Bill Williams, remember?

William Williams?

I'm Stan Stan.

Yeah, that's right.

My name is Bill Williams, William Williams.

And I get so tired of the same

old jokes each time I'm introduced to somebody.

One of the important members of the group

was Cal.

His importance was mainly due to the little

business trips he made to Tangiers, among other

places, picking up pot and marijuana for the

rest of us.

That cushion he's carrying is full of it.

He's walking slowly like that on purpose, to

make an impression.

You wouldn't guess it, but they, they get

the point.

Denny was a steady customer.

And although he rarely paid cash himself, he

always insisted that others come up with the

bread.

They're beats, drifters.

And they come here for the sun, the

sea, and the low cost of pot.

This is Doc, a nice kid.

He likes to play ball, read comics.

He lives here with his mother and father.

The policeman is looking for the fellow with

a cushion full of pot.

And Eric, that's Doc's father, is putting him

off the track.

I will inform you of any such filthy

scoundrel if I see them.

In my opinion, this type of creature should

be drowned.

Eric is pretty cool, as usual.

What's the matter, Denny?

No appetite?

Here's the wine I sent.

Put on your shirt.

Can I buy some eggs, Bill?

No thanks, Mel.

I'll just have some wine if Denny leaves

me any.

This is a typical midday meal at Eric's.

His wife, Mel, is doing all the work,

as usual.

While he's probably sleeping or getting ready to

turn us all on.

Hey, hey, let me smell that.

How'd you get it through custom?

How'd I get it through?

Man, those benches were so hard.

I just had to sit down.

Within a few days, I began to think

of Eric's place as home.

Do you know what heroin, opium, morphine, and

ephedrine spell?

Hey, fellas, how about that?

Cool, man.

Now for you, my boy.

Eric played with us as though we were

his toys.

Only we weren't aware of his private game.

He shared what he had with us and

never asked anything in return, except that we

were his toys.

What does that spell, Eric?

There's no one word for it.

That delicious concoction is only one of the

many potions and elixirs I have invented, and

which may be found in the recipe book,

volume four, of my recently completed encyclopedia of

drugs.

There we are.

Torch.

I was the only one that Eric couldn't

get to join in his experiments.

He was always trying to get me to

sample one of his LSD cocktails.

The white poppy, the cactus, the sacred mushroom.

Why should they be different?

Because they are.

Don't be a fool, Billy boy.

I'm not a junkie.

I'm a missionary.

A prophet.

And I prophesize great things for you if

you'll only listen.

This contains a glimpse of eternity.

Not the greatest magicians in King Arthur's court

had the power to provide that.

Not the alchemists of the golden age of

Spain.

Not one, not one could deliver this.

Try it, Billy, and you'll see what I

mean.

All you gotta do is swallow it to

taste the fruit of the tree of knowledge.

Look what happened to Adam.

It won't hurt you.

Come on.

He lived

just as he liked.

And he and Mill had an ideal marriage.

He did exactly what he wanted.

And she did exactly what he wanted, too.

Oh, man, at a time like this, I'm

really hungry.

One day at the beach, I met her.

She really knocked me out.

I said nothing.

But it made her laugh.

Deutschland.

Schnell.

Marvelous.

You speak a very good German.

No, I live in Barcelona.

I'm a slave.

Two more weeks and I go back to

my horrible office.

I knew now I'd stay in Ibiza as

long as she was there.

She wasn't a great dancer, but she really

turned me on.

I'm gonna find my baby, gonna find her

tonight.

But she said, God, that don't seem right.

I'm gonna get myself a big bloodhound.

And then I'm gonna drag the baby down.

Waiter.

Yes?

We did all the usual things that one

would and kept to ourselves.

It will bring you luck.

You'll like it.

Lisa's family came all the way from Dusseldorf

for the wedding.

My friends, they came too.

Amen.

I just

wanted to get out.

It was stifling.

Boss threw a party for us.

He's the one with the white beard on

the left.

Also enjoying our little feast were Lisa's brother

and sister.

He kept repeating, take care of her, take

care of her.

As though I wouldn't.

Maybe I didn't make it to America, but

I did make it to American Express Barcelona.

Happy birthday.

Everything went great until the day the money

stopped.

No check?

I guess I no longer exist for my

mother except on a mailing list.

I can't ask for another advance at the

office.

I owe them so much now.

They won't give me any more.

You have to do something soon or you'll

ruin us.

It's not that easy, baby.

You are the man, Bill.

Lisa worked.

I wrote.

Gray, the sky like a sodden blanket.

Gray, the mountains...

It was pretty bad, and I knew it.

Of naked fig trees.

Bill?

To remind one of the color of blood...

Bill, remember you have an appointment to see

your aunt.

Don't be late.

Why bother?

Darling.

We have a saying in Germany.

What's important in life is not if one

wins, but how one fights.

For God's sakes, will you shut up?

Just what I need, a proverb.

Is that supposed to fix everything?

I want Pam to see Europe the right

way, the way I saw it first time

I came over.

Mother was planning to come over this summer

too, but her last letter said nothing about

it.

Bill, dear.

Your mother has been a lot busier now,

since she and your father separated.

Who's the latest?

Really, Bill, that wasn't necessary.

There was something else your mother wanted me

to tell you.

She feels that, well, for the present at

least, that you would be much freer without

an allowance.

After all, you are married.

I'm sorry.

As always, I felt embarrassed by my aunt.

I'm so sorry for my poor cousin Pam.

Waiter!

Waiter!

Bill, how do you ask for the check

in Spanish?

Oh, don't be ridiculous!

These things are a Chinese puzzle to me.

You do it.

I don't know how things are with you.

Your mother sends her love.

Well, at least I can tell her I

saw you, and you look well.

I was too ashamed to ask her to

lend me some money.

So...

I took the tip.

Bill, you know I took the money from

the office.

I must have these 5,000 pesetas today,

before Mr. Heller comes back from Munich.

Don't you ever think...

Oh, Feigling!

Feigling!

Oh, you coward!

Oh, let me go!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Forgive me, baby.

Help me.

Will you move?

In a minute.

I need him now for my work.

Why, Bill!

What a nice surprise!

Have a seat.

Eating good, huh?

Boy, are you ugly.

Who's for lunch today, ma'am?

Oh, the usual bums.

In fact, I don't know where we'll put

you.

It's a full house.

I can stay someplace else.

Now, don't you worry.

I can get rid of one of the

others.

Can I be of any help?

No, you stay right where you are.

You don't want to get in the way.

Mom, the scissors!

Will you please let me be?

All right, okay.

The others will be streaming out here when

they smell the food.

Bill, you got any scissors on you?

Did you come alone?

Yeah, Lisa couldn't get away.

Have you got a cigarette?

Give me a match, too, will you?

Hey, Mill, isn't lunch ready yet?

Keep your shirt on.

Get washed.

Bill, when did you get here?

Hell, buddy.

You better

be coming in out of the damp, me

boy, or you'll be taking on a terrible

chill.

Okay.

So, what's bugging you?

Nothing.

You need bread?

Don't I always?

Well, you can always make out here in

Ibiza.

At least you won't go too hungry.

That's good, because it looks like I'm going

to be here for a while.

How come?

What about Barcelona?

Things weren't working out, so I split.

What happened, kid?

Nothing.

That's the trouble.

I have no job, no bread.

Nothing.

How could I have gotten married?

Yeah, I know, kid.

This universe is a jawbreaker, a sour ball,

lemon flavor, round and hard.

Eric loved to hear himself talk.

I was never too sure if he knew

what he was talking about.

He's the big daddy of us all, in

his big black Cadillac, on a big crisscross

concrete plane, and carrying a grain of sand

on his back.

A man.

That's the world.

There's got to be more to life than

just staying alive.

Yeah.

Although I wouldn't take LSD and hard stuff,

I let myself be talked into smoking pot.

It didn't take me long to get used

to it.

Hey, hey, want to try some weed?

Oh, wow, that's powerful weed.

Every afternoon we turned on until we were

bombed out of our minds.

Wow, baby.

I'll bet my eyes are pinned.

Oh, yeah, baby.

I just

want to go to bed.

Tired of being here.

Not having any bread.

I'm just tired.

To the States.

Are you crazy?

Going back to that hassle?

You think this isn't a hassle?

I think some time in San Francisco would

settle me down.

Yeah, so would some time in San Quentin.

Don't get it in my face.

Okay, Doc, give me back my glasses.

Aw, gee, Eric.

I want you to lay off of these,

do you understand?

How come I never can wear them?

I've been looking all over for them.

And don't call me Eric.

Kind of cool.

Hi.

Watch that sand, Doc, or I'll pop you

one.

Go help your mother.

That's quite a suit.

I'm glad you like it.

Yeah, part of it.

It's cool.

Oh?

What are you studying?

Spanish.

I'm going to teach.

Spanish?

Mm-hmm.

And why not?

With that accent?

What accent?

Who's got an accent?

Are you kidding?

I taught art at the University of Iowa.

Anyone ever paint your picture?

Of course.

Of course, lots of times.

But it never looked like me.

I'd like to do you.

I get a lot for modeling.

I mean, for posing.

Oh, naturally.

Usually I go out with very nice people,

not the cheap kind like some.

For instance, there's this guy in Barcelona who's

nuts about me.

I don't dig him, though.

He's too old.

Must be almost 60.

And is he ugly.

Really?

And?

He offered me a ring with a stone

that'd knock your eyes out.

But I wouldn't take it.

That old bandit.

Do tell me more.

She did.

She told him all about a rich friend

in Barcelona who offered her the ring and

kept his money at home in a wall

safe.

Eric never did anything without a reason.

Good night.

Three little sevens.

That beats me.

You still backing me?

What do you have, Billy?

3,000.

That makes 9,000.

I owe you.

Gladly.

I have the utmost confidence in you.

Be my guest.

Thanks.

Okay, fellas.

The name of the game is Five Cards,

Jacks or Better.

Tough night.

You're not just kidding.

Give me some of those chips.

Hey, man, me too.

What's taking so long?

The boys are hungry.

Let them eat cake.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing, nothing at all.

Tired?

Of course I'm tired.

Tired of this whole stupid setup running a

flop house where you're beat and make friends.

No, heck, I mean it.

I can't take much more of this.

It's all such a mess.

It's not like we're rich or something.

What do you see in them?

The future.

God forbid.

What do they want?

A life, I mean.

I don't think they know what they want,

but they know what they don't want.

Yeah, like work.

They sure don't want any of that, or

a decent home and everything I've been taught

that was worth having.

Yeah, that's right, Mel.

Everything everybody else believes in, they don't.

And what do you think all this is

gonna do to Doc?

Don't worry about Doc.

He's getting a great start.

Get rid of them, Eric.

They're just time wasters.

Not to me.

They're just kids showing off, trying to prove

what?

Who's the smartest, bravest, biggest dope addict of

them all?

Don't be silly.

They're not dope addicts, and they're not trying

to prove anything.

I am.

What?

That they're the next generation and what they

represent is nothing.

They don't believe in the world they happen

to live in.

Are they going to put an end to

it?

They haven't got the energy.

All right, call it passive resistance to life.

They're like a chunk of the mainland breaking

off and becoming an island, drifting away by

itself to become a continent.

That's right.

I forgot.

How about the Dark Ages before the second

renaissance, the bridge to the bright new world

to come?

Hallelujah.

King Reist, and you talk about them being

stupid.

Will you toast those buns?

You know how I like them.

How can you defend them?

They're my research.

Oh, I see.

Some more of your little specimens and just

who do you think you are?

God?

You know what I think.

Honestly, Eric, sometimes you act like a horse's

ass.

How about extending quitting time to four?

Four, five, dawn, whenever you like, Billy boy.

My deal.

How about sitting here and my change of

luck?

Okay.

I wasn't much luckier at cards than at

love.

Another thousand, Eric?

And a thousand more.

I guess sometimes things don't go right no

matter what you do.

You've got a monopoly going on in this

game.

Yeah, farm boy's always getting lucky long about

dawn.

That last hand cost all my winning.

I'm even.

That's fine.

And I'm going home to bed.

Good night, gentlemen.

Thank you for your company.

Good night, Jose.

Wait, I'm coming too.

Fine.

What do you have?

A couple of thousand.

Okay.

Are you staying, Billy?

No, he's not staying and neither is anyone

else.

Either they go or I go.

Send us a postcard.

Man, I've had more feet than hands tonight.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

I got you this time!

Oh, isn't that sweet?

Just like his little old daddy.

Let me see this for a second, Doc.

Looks real, doesn't it?

Okay, Doc, now get to bed.

But I just got up!

Then go take a nap.

Now, Billy boy, you owe me just over,

well, let's call that 20,000 pesetas.

Danny, you're in to me for 7,500.

Well, it's been a good night for me.

At least it would have been if you

guys had any bread.

Can't help having a good night if you

had a table full of losers.

Yeah.

Do I hear someone complain?

What's the matter, kid?

No beer.

Well, too bad.

There's nothing left in the house to drink

except water.

That's it, fellas.

No more.

You know, I'm beginning to think it's time

you guys came up with some small contribution

to our little community.

Or the party is over.

You're trying to imply that we're freeloaders or

something?

Yeah.

Come up with some bread or get out.

You want us to rob a bank?

I know a place where we can get

some free bread.

There's no one you could rob.

It belongs to an old friend of mine.

Billy Boy is our man.

The youngest, most honest.

Billy.

Steel.

Never.

Eric, shut up.

Who'd ever suspect an innocent-looking kid like

that?

Don't you see?

You're broke.

He's rich.

And a coward.

All you gotta do is just shake him

up a little and he'll give you everything.

Just stare him.

I just told you.

You're bigger than he is.

Isn't he?

I'm not so sure, but Danny...

Danny's just going along for the ride.

This is Billy Boy's job.

Will you cut it out?

Cut it out!

Headache.

I guess I just...

need some sleep.

I think I've got just the thing for

you, Billy Boy.

Someone clean up this mess.

What's happening, man?

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna give Billy something for his headache.

What is it?

You have a headache.

Yeah.

My own mixture, Billy.

It'll perform wonders.

That will give you a brand new head.

You should have done that, Eric.

From now on, you'll know, Billy, I don't

want to.

You're just timid, Billy.

This will smooth out all that fear in

you.

All that hate.

Turn it into something like...

purple.

Something like...

velvet.

It'll be like walking down Fifth Avenue.

On your head.

It takes about one hour before it grabs

you by the back of the neck and

shakes you like a dog does a rat.

No, Eric.

Then...

it throws you out among the stars.

Too many times do I

have to tell you a child could do

it.

Okay, then get one.

It was like being brainwashed.

He kept hammering at me.

He didn't let up for a second.

Like...

Like I had to prove that I was

one of them or something.

You're afraid.

That's it, isn't it?

You're afraid of a coward.

Carol, tell him what you told me about

this guy he's so scared witless of.

Well, my friend and I were out for

a ride one night in his car, and

when we were parked by a gasoline station

that had a restaurant and he was kissing

me, well, all of a sudden, this young

guy just stuck his head in the car

and said, give me your money.

He didn't have a gun or a knife

or anything.

He didn't even look mean.

He was just a nothing.

He didn't even have a toy pistol.

And you know, my friend, he likes me

to call him Pookie.

He thinks I'm kind of cute when I

say it.

Okay, okay, get to the point.

Well, he just took out his wallet and

handed it over and gave him his money

and everything.

He just, well, he was so frightened.

He didn't say a word.

And then, you know, before he could say

anything, he took off his gold cufflinks and

his ring and he gave it to him.

All right, now tell him what he said

when you asked him why he didn't even

try to resist.

He said, what do you expect?

My life is worth more to me than

money.

And when I reminded him that this juvenile

delinquent didn't even have a weapon on him,

he simply said, I detest violence.

That's a man.

He could have at least called for help.

The gas station wasn't that far away.

You see, Billy, no problem.

That cat's got so much bread, he just

likes having it around to stuff mattresses.

Suddenly, I felt like my arms were growing

away from my body.

Billy boy, you just go along with Denny

here.

He'll take you to the gallery, open the

door for you, and show you to the

man's office.

He'll be so busy counting his money, he

won't even notice you.

I tried to clear my head.

It was like drowning.

I was afraid.

All you got to do is weigh that

cap gun in his face and put his

money in your pocket and lock him in

the closet.

Closet?

Closet.

Carol's a smart little girl.

If she says she saw a closet, she

saw a closet.

And if by chance there isn't a closet,

just fold him up neatly and put him

in the desk drawer.

When it's over, we meet back here at

Eric's and have a party.

That's right.

This is going to be the easiest money

you ever made, Billy, and you can parlay

it into a lot more.

You take yourself a little trip to Beirut

and pick up a little package for me.

Drop it off in St. Louis on your

way across the country.

And you can forget about your money problems

for a while.

Billy, did you hear me?

Er...

Eric.

Billy.

Billy.

Billy.

Billy.

It's beginning.

I feel cold.

To outer space.

The ocean's depths.

A lonely, cold and separated journey.

Hopelessly separated from all the others.

What time is it?

It's supposed to last four hours, this journey

to frozen, jewel landscapes with unexpected drops.

Deep canyons.

Four hours.

It might be four million years.

Anybody know what time it is?

Time.

Time ceases to exist and stretches out to

infinity.

Still, from far away, a part of one

asks, what time is it?

Ma?

Ma.

Ma.

Ma.

Ma.

I've let everybody down.

You wanted me to be great like my

father.

Cold.

I'm cold.

I'm cold, Eric.

Eric.

I see fathoms deep.

I hope

you know what you're doing.

So do I.

Baby, this isn't witchcraft.

It's science.

Biochemistry.

In the right hands, it can change man

into whatever he wants to be.

It's just that I'm not so sure that

yours are...

The right hands?

Baby, don't you ever doubt me for a

moment.

Not for a moment.

Eric, will I die?

Nothing will happen to you.

You and I are going to work together.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

I'm right here.

I feel bad.

I can't help people.

Whoever felt like it just dropped in to

watch the show.

Like I was on TV or something.

People.

This was Eric's big kick.

Now that I think of it, he was

like some kind of Svengali.

People.

I come from an ancient people.

I have blue blood.

I know it for a fact.

It's blue.

It's gold.

So moving.

So blurry.

It's beautiful.

I'm 15 years old.

Do you think we are furniture?

You don't really like me.

You want to find out something about me,

don't you?

You're strangling me.

Rats.

Get off me!

He really means me.

Too far in.

I get to like myself and get all

hung up.

It's bad.

I need help like crazy.

He'll probably stay high a long time.

You'll have to keep him that way or

he'll never go through with it.

Now I see.

What?

Billy?

What do you see?

Nothing.

Everything.

No question.

He gave us some money and the next

day we went to Barcelona.

We wrote and found ways to pass the

time until evening.

Hey, move.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Are you going to take Lisa with you

when you go back to the States?

Am I going back?

It would be great.

You mean cross the ocean in this thing?

To be free.

Man, you know, this looks exactly like a

ship I came over on, a freighter.

A little bit more, but not so well

preserved as this thing.

Are we ever really free?

Man, is anybody?

Forget it.

Danny, I don't know about this bit.

I'm not afraid, but my family would just

about...

No, your mother will be proud of you.

Hey, Danny.

You've been away.

Haven't seen you in weeks.

You haven't been looking in the right places,

Ziggy.

See you around, Curtis.

Adios, Danny.

Looks pretty good on paper.

After we split, we meet back here.

All straight?

It's been all straight for days.

I gotta get out of here.

I'll be back in about an hour.

Does anyone want something to eat?

Got a light?

Yeah.

A cheeseburger with onions, french fries, corn on

the cob, and a thick chocolate foster milk.

I'll bring you a pepito.

And a Pepsi.

And you're right back.

Why don't you stop by the pharmacy and

bring me a bottle of Denny's, will you?

Don't forget.

Denny's, ether, airplane glue.

We tried anything.

Anything to stay high.

And the LSD was still with me.

I just couldn't shake it.

It kept coming back in waves.

I was afraid of getting the LSD teas.

I thought a drink might help.

Dos mas cafés con leche, por favor.

I'll take mine straight, please.

Uno solo.

Gracias.

Now listen.

It's easy because the lock is a cinch

to pick.

Anyway, his office is way in the back,

out of sight from the front door.

I have the diagram of the place.

We'll go over it later.

I'll keep the envelope.

Okay, pal, I'll do it.

Here are yours.

Thanks.

I'll keep a lookout in the street while

you do the job.

Rough him up a little bit, just so

that'll keep his mouth shut.

Then after we get the bread, we take

separate taxis and meet back at the pad.

You get it?

Do you know how to say I want

all your money in Spanish?

Give me a pill.

Dame todo su dinero.

Give me a pill.

You got a pill.

What the hell is it?

Here.

Give me a pill.

¿Quién anda ahí?

Dame todo su dinero.

Shh, shh, shh, please, shh.

Taxi!

Taxi!

Mina, no?

Luis, why'd

you hit him?

Luis, why'd you hit him?

Why'd you hit him?

¡No!

She hit him!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Someлас!

Men, please, me!

¡Bueno!

Where did, where!?

Oh, please, no.

Oh, God.

Will you shut up?

Oh, what do we do?

Please.

You always were a bastard, Denny.

And a bad liar.

Whenever there was a problem, they always took

the easiest way out.

This was one way to postpone a decision.

When things get too much for you, there's

always a way out, right, Denny?

But what about the morning after?

What about that, Denny?

Buenos dias, Denny.

You're up so early.

Come down and have a coffee.

There's no one here now.

All right.

Don't.

You want a light?

Thanks.

I live just over there.

How about a cup of coffee?

Yeah, why not?

Go in.

Go ahead.

Sit down.

OK.

I will be a minute.

Would you like to freshen up a bit?

Yeah.

Come on, then.

Don't you think so, Clark?

Are you drunk?

You look terrible.

Ladies and gentlemen, we interrupt our program to

make public a note from the General Directorate

of Security regarding the crime committed last night

on Dragon Street.

We ask that you provide us with any

information about two young foreigners...

The commentator is asking anyone who might have

some information leading to the arrest of the

killers to report to the nearest police station.

Where are

you from in the States?

I sure can't tell from the way you

talk, seeing as how you don't.

California.

Really?

I used to live in L.A. San

Francisco, California.

Oh.

Frisco's probably the most beautiful city in the

world.

What are you doing over here, if you

don't mind my asking?

With the military, or...

Are you on vacation?

On vacation.

It sure looks like you've been having a

good time.

You know, sometimes...

it's really easier to talk to someone you

may never have met before if he's...

understanding.

Try me.

What is it?

What's really bothering you?

I'm sorry.

It's just that there's nothing to keep me

there.

Nothing?

It's not that I didn't try.

I tried everything.

But I never stole.

Here's one picture Denny didn't look behind.

Crazy as it seems, the safe wasn't even

locked.

And it had 12 million pesetas in it.

Around $200,000.

Ericshire, $5.50. I

don't know what's in it.

I don't want to know.

You've got to take the boat to Ibiza.

What time is it?

Now?

Eight o'clock?

You can make it if you hurry.

Denny, why don't you go?

I can't go now.

Believe me, I wouldn't ask you if I

could.

Please, Lisa, it's for Bill.

For Bill?

For Bill.

All the things I have done.

Now remember, stay in Ibiza till we send

for you.

Last night, I mean, I helped.

Think it

was an accident.

I don't know.

I just don't remember anything.

I must have been drugged or something.

What can I do?

Help me.

Don't worry.

You're in good hands.

I'll find something for you.

No, thanks.

God save me.

The two fags are telling the commissioner they'd

seen me running through the streets covered with

blood.

Wait a minute.

I know where one of them lives.

Who would have thought it was him?

The lady is putting the finger on Denny.

She says she knows where he lives.

Are you

there?

Lisa, it's me, it's Bill.

You need someone, you need someone.

You're just him and Billy.

It's as soon as all that fear of

you turned into something like purple, something like

velvet, it'll be like walking down Fifth Avenue.

I...

I want to confess a crime.

Let's go inside.

Good afternoon.

I don't understand anything.

What?

I say that in our custody we have

a young man who has asked us to

call you and to intercede for him.

All right, we'll get there as soon as

possible.

That must be the one who was with

the other one who confessed.

Don't let him escape.

He's telling the older monk not to let

me escape, that the police are coming.

You don't have to worry.

I'm not going anywhere.

And neither are they.

You don't have to worry.

I'm not going anywhere.

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