:11:00
..it grew on me like a fever.
:11:02
lt buzzed around my brain
till l could no longer sleep...
:11:05
..or eat or think about anything else.
:11:09
lt was as painful and real...
:11:11
..as the physical wound
l could see in my thigh.
:11:14
- What?
- Nothing. Go on. l want to hear this.
:11:18
l had a feeling that you, more than anyone,
would have a problem taking me seriously.
:11:23
Please, go on. l am taking you seriously.
l'm sorry for whatever you think you saw.
:11:28
l will go on, but first
tell me what made you smile.
:11:31
- ''Unto.''
- What?
:11:32
You said ''delivered unto'' you. l'm sorry.
:11:35
That is purposeful, my sweet.
We're talking about a religious experience.
:11:39
l might say ''doth'' or ''thou'' or a lot of things.
:11:42
Please, Davis, go on.
The suspense is killing me.
:11:47
At the end of this long, torturous night,...
:11:49
..my head pounding in syncopation
to my throbbing wound,...
:11:54
..there came a glorious, delicate dawn.
:11:58
And l knew... l knew
l can't make those movies any more.
:12:02
l can't make another piece of art that glorifies
violence and bloodshed and brutality.
:12:09
l can't contribute another stone...
:12:12
..to this landslide of dehumanising rage...
:12:15
..that has swept across
this country like a pestilence.
:12:19
That's a mixed metaphor, isn't it? Anyway...
:12:22
l'm done, kaput, fiini,
:12:25
No more exploding bodies,
exploding buildings, exploding anything.
:12:32
No more shit.
:12:35
Davis, that's wonderful.
You know how l feel about it.
:12:39
- l think l've always been frank with you.
- To say the least.
:12:42
- You'll never have to say another word.
- l applaud you.
:12:45
- Have you told the studio yet?
- Fuck the studio.
:12:49
- Have you told your business manager yet?
- Fuck 'em.
:12:52
You said all along there's a fortune
to be made in stories about life.
:12:55
The life force, the creation of life,
the very instinct for living.