K-Pax (101 page)
Befor
e
I
wok
e
hi
m
u
p
I
trie
d
on
e
mor
e
blin
d
shot
.
"Wha
t
i
s
th
e
connectio
n
betwee
n
a
law
n
sprinkler
an
d
wha
t
happene
d
t
o
Rober
t
o
n
Augus
t
seventeenth
,
1985?
"
Bu
t
h
e
seeme
d
genuinel
y
befuddle
d
b
y
this
referenc
e
(a
s
ha
d
th
e
unhypnotize
d
prot)
,
an
d
ther
e
wa
s
n
o
sig
n
o
f
th
e
pani
c
elicite
d
b
y
m
y
wife'
s
turning o
n
our
s
a
t
th
e
Fourt
h
o
f
Jul
y
picni
c
i
n
ou
r
backyard
.
Utterl
y
frustrated
,
I
brough
t
hi
m
bac
k
t
o
reality,
calle
d
i
n
ou
r
trust
y
orderlies
,
an
d
reluctantl
y
sen
t
hi
m bac
k
t
o
War
d
Two.
TH
E
nex
t
da
y
Gisell
e
reporte
d
tha
t
sh
e
ha
d
spen
t
mos
t
o
f
th
e
previou
s
week
,
alon
g
wit
h
he
r
friend,
a
t
th
e
Researc
h
Librar
y
trackin
g
dow
n
an
d
readin
g
article
s
fro
m
small-tow
n
(thos
e
wit
h
slaughterhouses)
newspaper
s
fo
r
th
e
summe
r
o
f
1985
,
s
o
fa
r
withou
t
success
,
thoug
h
ther
e
wer
e
stil
l
tw
o
larg
e
tray
s
of
microfil
m
t
o
go
.
I
passe
d
o
n
th
e
meage
r
informatio
n
I
ha
d
manage
d
t
o
obtain
.
Sh
e
doubte
d
tha
t
Robert's
mother'
s
nam
e
woul
d
b
e
o
f
muc
h
help
,
bu
t
i
t
le
d
he
r
t
o
anothe
r
idea
.
"Wha
t
i
f
w
e
als
o
searc
h
th
e
file
s
for
1963
,
whe
n
hi
s
fathe
r
died
?
I
f
there'
s
a
n
obituar
y
fo
r
a
ma
n
whos
e
wife'
s
nam
e
wa
s
Beatric
e
an
d
who
ha
d
a
six-year-ol
d
so
n
name
d
Rober
t
..
.
Damn
!
wh
y
didn'
t
I
thin
k
o
f
tha
t
before?"
"A
t
thi
s
point,
"
I
agreed
,
"anything'
s
wort
h
a
try.”
CHUC
K
ha
d
collecte
d
al
l
th
e
"Wh
y
I
Wan
t
t
o
G
o
t
o
K-PAX
"
essay
s
ove
r
th
e
weekend
.
Mos
t
of
th
e
patient
s
ha
d
submitte
d
one
,
an
d
a
fai
r
numbe
r
o
f
th
e
suppor
t
staf
f
a
s
well
,
includin
g
Jense
n
and Kowalski
.
A
s
i
t
happened
,
thi
s
wa
s
th
e
tim
e
fo
r
Bess'
s
semiannua
l
interview
.
Durin
g
tha
t
encounte
r
I
aske
d
he
r
wh
y
sh
e
hadn'
t
entere
d
th
e
contest.
"Yo
u
kno
w
why
,
Doctor,
"
sh
e
replied.
"
I
woul
d
rathe
r
yo
u
tel
l
me."
"The
y
wouldn'
t
wan
t
somebod
y
lik
e
me."
"Wh
y
not?"
"
I
don'
t
deserv
e
t
o
go."
"Wha
t
make
s
yo
u
thin
k
that?"
"
I ea
t
to
o
much."
"Now
,
Bess
,
everyon
e
her
e
eat
s
mor
e
tha
n
yo
u
do."
"
I
don'
t
deserv
e
t
o
eat."
"Everyon
e
ha
s
t
o
eat."
"
I
don'
t
lik
e
t
o
ea
t
whe
n
ther
e
ar
e
s
o
man
y
tha
t
don'
t
hav
e
anything
.
Ever
y
tim
e
I
tr
y
t
o
ea
t
I
se
e
a
lot
o
f
hungr
y
face
s
presse
d
u
p
agains
t
th
e
window
,
jus
t
watchin
g
m
e
eat
,
waitin
g
fo
r
somethin
g
t
o
fal
l
o
n
the
floor
,
an
d
whe
n
i
t
doe
s
the
y
can'
t
ge
t
i
n
t
o
pic
k
i
t
up
.
Al
l
the
y
ca
n
d
o
i
s
wai
t
fo
r
somebody
,
t
o
tak
e
out
th
e
garbage
.
I
can'
t
ea
t
whe
n
I
se
e
al
l
thos
e
hungr
y
faces."
"There'
s
nobod
y
a
t
th
e
window
,
Bess."
"Oh
,
they'r
e
ther
e
al
l
right
.
Yo
u
jus
t
don'
t
se
e
them."
