- Stefan: Look down on me, you will see a fool. Look up at me, you will see your lord. Look straight at me, you will see yourself.
- Nelson Keece: How many women have you killed?
- Stefan: [annoyed] How many women have you made love to?
- Nelson Keece: [waking up seeing Stefan watching him] How did you get in here...
- Stefan: Where there's a will there's a way... I came to apologise Nelson... we had an agreement and i broke it... but you must understand it was for us... the story...
- Nelson Keece: I understand.
- Stefan: Good... good. I'm ready. Ask me anything.
- Nelson Keece: I want to record this...
- [places recorder on the table]
- Stefan: [confused] Are'nt you gonna ask me any questions?
- Nelson Keece: Tell me about the first one.
- Stefan: [picks up recorder, speaks clear into the recorder] I was 17...
- Nelson Keece: ...and how old was she?
- Stefan: ...35
- Nelson Keece: Tell me what happned...
- Stefan: [remembering] We were making love... she found me amusing...
- Nelson Keece: And you did'nt like that?
- Stefan: No
- Nelson Keece: Do you ever feel any guilt, remorse depression?
- Stefan: No never... There's a moment... when the last breath leaves her body and you look into her eyes... you feel like a god...
- Nelson Keece: ...and that feeling makes you want to kill again?
- Stefan: ...theres no rush... the hunt is as important as the kill...
- Nelson Keece: Do you have any feelings for the women?
- Stefan: Love... I loved every one of them...
- Nelson Keece: Stefan... how many women have you killed?
- Stefan: [angry] How many women have you made love to?
- Nelson Keece: [shocked] Jesus... Jesus...
- Stefan: [puts recorder down, looking angry/offended] Why are you judging me? Did you judge those other people you wrote about?
- Stefan: [toying on answerphone] Nelson are you there...?It's me... pick up nelson...
- Nelson Keece: [aprehensive] Sefan... glad you called...
- Stefan: How are you?
- Nelson Keece: [puzzled] I'm good, how are u...?
- Stefan: Disappointed.
- Nelson Keece: Well if you feel that way why don't you come up.
- Stefan: Oh come on Nelson we both know that it's you the poilce are looking for...
- Nelson Keece: Hey look cut me a break Stefan...
- Stefan: I was'nt the one who brought along that nastsy old gun...
- Nelson Keece: i'm just learning how to do this and i want to play again...
- Stefan: ...anyways last night marked the end of our friendship... now you have a begining and a middle to your story... all you need now is the end...
- Nelson Keece: [trying to change his mind] ... but we never finished the interview...
- Stefan: [angry shouting] Thats because your a failure Nelson, you lack the courage of your own convictions... unlike me i'm a finisher...
- Nelson Keece: How's the story end?
- Stefan: [calm and composed] As it always does... with a murder...
- Nelson Keece: Who are you goign to kill?
- Stefan: Listen to the tape in your machine... in the end the voice is all you will have left...
- [hangs up, Nelson checks machine and hears Juliets voice]
- Stefan: [holding a knife to Nelson's back] Who are you and why are you following me?
- Nelson Keece: I'm a journalist...
- Stefan: A journalist... how interesting... what do you write about?
- Nelson Keece: Unusual situations...
- Stefan: Well is this unusual enough for you
- [punches Nelson in the stomach twice, hold knifes to his throat]
- Stefan: ... now who the fuck are you?
- Nelson Keece: [Nelson holds up recorder and plays tape of Stefan killing Maria]
- Stefan: [smiling and remembering] You followed me... i saw you talking to that girl in the park and i followed you...
- [hand recorder back to Nelson]
- Stefan: ... are you a good writer?
- Nelson Keece: I won an award last year.
- Stefan: [removing knife from his throat] You want to write about me?
- Nelson Keece: [relieved] I'd like that.
- Stefan: Your not just saying that to make me feel good...?
- Nelson Keece: No.
- Stefan: You mean you'll interview me and everything?
- Nelson Keece: Yes.
- Stefan: Good... good. Lets seal it then in blood...
- [cuts Nelsons hand, grins and leaves]
- Stefan: [leaving book signing of Keece book about him, disguised] Mr Keece would you mind signing one more?
- Nelson Keece: No prob.
- Stefan: [Looks up and grins, glasses hide his face] Thanks you very much, sir...
- Nelson Keece: [in half relisation, unsure where it was Stefan] Ha
- Stefan: [toying on answerphone] Nelson are you there...?It's me... pick up nelson...
- Nelson Keece: [apprehensive] Sefan... glad you called...
- Stefan: How are you?
- Nelson Keece: [puzzled] I'm good, how are u...?
- Stefan: Disappointed.
- Nelson Keece: Well if you feel that way why don't you come up.
- Stefan: Oh come on Nelson we both know that it's you the poilce are looking for...
- Nelson Keece: Hey look cut me a break Stefan...
- Stefan: I was'nt the one who brought along that nastsy old gun...
- Nelson Keece: i'm just learning how to do this and i want to play again...
- Stefan: ...anyways last night marked the end of our friendship... now you have a begining and a middle to your story... all you need now is the end...
- Nelson Keece: [trying to change his mind] ... but we never finished the interview...
- Stefan: [angry shouting] Thats because your a failure Nelson, you lack the courage of your own convictions... unlike me i'm a finisher...
- Nelson Keece: How's the story end?
- Stefan: [calm and composed] As it always does... with a murder...
- Nelson Keece: Who are you goign to kill?
- Stefan: Listen to the tape in your machine... in the end the voice is all you will have left...
- [hangs up, Nelson checks machine and hears Juliets voice]
- Stefan: [holding a knife to Nelson's back] Who are you and why are you following me?
- Nelson Keece: I'm a journalist...
- Stefan: A journalist... how interesting... what do you write about?
- Nelson Keece: Unusual situations...
- Stefan: Well is this unusual enough for you
- [punches Nelson in the stomach twice, hold knifes to his throat]
- Stefan: ... now who the fuck are you?
- Nelson Keece: [Nelson holds up recorder and plays tape of Stefan killing Maria]
- Stefan: [smiling and remembering] You followed me...
- Nelson Keece: i saw you talking to that girl in the park and i followed you...
- Stefan: [hand recorder back to Nelson] ... are you a good writer?
- Nelson Keece: I won an award last year.
- Stefan: [removing knife from his throat] You want to write about me?
- Nelson Keece: [relieved] I'd like that.
- Stefan: Your not just saying that to make me feel good...?
- Nelson Keece: No.
- Stefan: You mean you'll interview me and everything?
- Nelson Keece: Yes.
- Stefan: Good... good. Lets seal it then in blood...
- [cuts Nelsons hand, grins and leaves]
- Nelson Keece: [waking up seeing Stefan watching him] How did you get in here...
- Stefan: Where there's a will there's a way... I came to apologise Nelson... we had an agreement and i broke it... but you must understand it was for us... the story...
- Nelson Keece: I understand.
- Stefan: Good... good. I'm ready. Ask me anything.
- Nelson Keece: I want to record this...
- [places recorder on the table]
- Stefan: [confused] Are'nt you gonna ask me any questions?
- Nelson Keece: Tell me about the first one.
- Stefan: [picks up recorder, speaks clear into the recorder] I was 17...
- Nelson Keece: ...and how old was she?
- Stefan: ...35
- Nelson Keece: Tell me what happned...
- Stefan: [remembering] We were making love... she found me amusing...
- Nelson Keece: And you did'nt like that?
- Stefan: No
- Nelson Keece: Do you ever feel any guilt, remorse, depression?
- Stefan: No never... There's a moment... when the last breath leaves her body and you look into her eyes... you feel like a god...
- Nelson Keece: ...and that feeling makes you want to kill again?
- Stefan: no... theres no rush... the hunt is as important as the kill...
- Nelson Keece: Do you have any feelings for the women?
- Stefan: Love... I loved every one of them...
- Nelson Keece: Stefan... how many women have you killed?
- Stefan: [angry] How many women have you made love to?
- Nelson Keece: [shocked] Jesus... Jesus...
- Stefan: [puts recorder down, looking angry/offended] Why are you judging me? Did you judge those other people you wrote about?