:54:03
She walked right in.
Fingernails as red as ever.
:54:06
My God, the nerve of her.
:54:10
She sat right over there.
Smoked her gold-tipped cigarettes...
:54:14
...went on and on about the
pollution in the Mediterranean...
:54:17
...and how marvelous it would be
to stay here.
:54:20
I hated myself for doing it,
but I actually acted happy to see her.
:54:24
She asked me for a drink, but I lied
and told her we didnt have any.
:54:30
I gave her some tea
with the same almond biscuits.
:54:33
Theyre very good.
:54:35
My father had given me a small bottle
containing some white powder.
:54:39
He said if she should arrive,
I should put it in her tea.
:54:44
It would calm her,
make her less aggressive.
:54:46
Well, it sure did.
:54:48
But you didnt know
what it was, huh?
:54:50
No, not until after.
:54:51
I looked it up
based on its properties.
:54:54
- Potassium cyanide.
- And thats what you put in her tea?
:54:56
Father meant what he said about
doing anything you have to to survive.
:55:03
How come youre not
drinking yours?
:55:06
Mines still too hot.
I didnt put in any cold milk.
:55:11
I can still see her red nails
holding up that cup.
:55:14
After a few sips, she said
that the tea tasted of almonds.
:55:19
"Its the almond cookies," I told her.
:55:21
"They come from Fortnums."
She loved that.
:55:26
- How long did it take?
- Quite fast, actually.
:55:30
You mean, like,
first you cant breathe?
:55:32
Yeah. Apparently.
:55:38
Whats wrong with you?
You okay?
:55:46
Yeah, now Im okay.
:55:51
Im all right.
:55:57
Listen.