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Como as mãos de uma pessoa nervosa e agitada, esse áudio é o único limpo, de fato.
Alguém agarra um objeto, o posiciona no sofá e clica em seu botão. O identificamos
como um gravador. Ele está rodando.
CHARLIE (JOSÉ)
A week, I guess, without-- Without drinking. I can't
remember. The days have been a memory test. It's
like-- It's like I'm paddling through a sea of darkness.
Just me... Just darkness... And nothing more.
TRANSIÇÃO PARA
3.
CHARLIE (JOSÉ)
TALKING ABOUT THE DREAMS... THEY’RE
NOT THE BEST EITHER. HOLLOW AND
ILL-DEFINED. AS IF IT HAD TAKEOVER MY
THOUGHTS WITH THESE… SCENES. AS IF IT
INFECT MY CONSCIENCE.
FADE IN:
Por alguns segundos, enquanto se continua folheando, se permanece até que se fecha
o caderno.
Passos.
CHARLIE (JOSÉ)
I don't think you're a doctor.
CHARLIE
Are you here to help me?
DELIRIUM TREMENS
Sorry, but I can't. Any problem in smoking here?
Em base dos sons, apenas se escuta a fita ser inserida e, após isso, um trago de um
cigarro.
CHARLIE (V.O.)
I remember you, but your face is so strange to me.
Your voice, on the other hand, it's not.
DELIRIUM TREMENS
That's ok, Charlie, stay in bed. I just wanna know
something...
ALESS
Isn't his fault, you know it. He cannot live at your
mercy. He's not yours, he's lively.
(HIM) (INDEFINIDO)
I don't give a shit what the fuck he or you can or not
to do. If I say yes, he has to say yes, can fucking
understand this? Every fuckin' night he makes me
want to hang him-- this piece of sh--!
A estática corta a última palavra, mas logo volta com o silêncio. Apenas a respiração
eufórica de (HIM) acompanhando.
TELA PRETA
DELIRIUM TREMENS
Why did you kill her?
CORTA PARA:
Como última parte dessa sequência, temos em frente a câmera um desenho feito,
claramente, por uma criança. Nele, vemos três figuras: uma que aparenta ser uma
mulher, com um x onde deveriam ser seus olhos, indicando sua morte, outra, dessa
vez com traços mais grossos e totalmente preta, sem rosto, indicando uma sombra e,
ao lado, o que parece ser uma criança.
EM UM CURTO PLANO SEQUÊNCIA, nos desaproximamos do desenho e uma mão
infantil o destrói. A câmera abaixa no mesmo instante, afetada pelo susto. Não vemos o
rosto da criança.
TELA PRETA.
CHARLIE (O.S.)
What do you think it is?
CORTA PARA:
6. INT. TV
ALESS (O.S.)
About the painting?
CHARLIE (O.S.)
Yeah.
ALESS (O.S.)
Someone who discovered death.
CHARLIE (O.S.)
You think that he just find out the body?
ALESS (O.S.)
Well... Yes... I think.
TELA PRETA.
CHARLIE
I didn't even know why the punches hit so hard but I
didn't care - not in most. My mind... I were easily
influenced by it.
(MAIS)
CHARLIE (CONT.)
I vomited just hearing his steps... And the fun that I
have weren't mine anymore, but they were his. And
everything were his, just like I was. I prayed that
nothing would happen, but... Well, no one ever really
listened to me.
DELIRIUM TREMENS
Are you mad about it?
CHARLIE
No, I just... Feared my thoughts.
CHARLIE (CONT.)
It's 3 o'clock and still running.
DELIRIUM TREMENS
You mother... How old would she be today?
TICK.
CHARLIE
Forty-five.
TACK.
DELIRIUM TREMENS
What happened in that day?
TICK.
CHARLIE
That's when I first killed something.
TACK.
DELIRIUM TREMENS
You killed who?
TICK.
CHARLIE
A raven.
TACK.
CHARLIE
At that moment I don't really know what was going to
be mad. Real mad.
So I... Just crushed it head with a rock.