SBS Friday “Insiders Guide to Love” Part 6 - Big Cat's morning after
August 14th 2006 09:31
Nicole, source: http://www.love.insiders.co.nz/characters/nicole.php
Hey, Big Cat, let me in!
F&$K! Who's that banging on my door? It's not even past sparrow's fart!
It's me, you tired old fart. Open the door!
Let me put some clothes on first.
In your pyjamas is fine.
Don't sleep in pyjamas.
Gross!
What do you mean - gross?
Too much information.
Okay, door's open, come in.
Sorry so early, but I really really need to talk.
About what.
'bout that bird who threw herself in front of the car.
On SBS last night, in that kiwi drama.
You mean The Insiders Guide to Love?
Click on the link, Big Cat, tell me her name.
Okay, it was at 8:30pm...
It's Nicole.
That's what happened to me.
You threw yourself in front of a car?
No, I'm responsible for my kid brother's death.
Didn't know you had a kid brother..
It was just like last night. He went over a cliff. I was supposed to be minding him.
You poor young bastard. You've never ever talked about it.
No, but I want to now.
Right now. I want to do know how to do like she did.
Save some other kid from being hit, by throwing yourself between him and a car?
Sort, of ... but I don't know what to do. Help me, Big Cat. Pleeeese.
You want to get rid of your guilt.
Yes, you bastard for saying it!
Nicole is one crazy bitch. Had to do community service.
Wanted to do something crazy, so stole a role of scratchies.
Tried to hold up a cinema audience with a toy gun.
Set fire to herself - always playing with matches.
Used her boyfriend's Mastercard to buy a $15,000 wedding dress, then didn't want to get married after all.
Big Cat! You saw it too? Excellent. So how come I do things like that too?
You?
Yes, me. I do crazy things just like that and never, never do anything worthwhile. Anything lasting.
Like race your car when you were so angry, and rolled it again?
You remember.
Yep.
Last night they got married after all. Nicole and her guy. The one who's dog she lost, Batman.
You remember the dog but not her boyfriend's name? It's Brad.
Reckon he just asked her because he was missing Batman.
Whatever. They did their own marriage ceremony. That very night. In the park above Wellington.
To celebrate, he fired off all those boat flares above the city lights.
Isn't it great? She went ahead and married him after all, kind of.
I want to go ahead too. Not marriage, but.
But what?
But - get a better job, learn to play guitar, do something worthwhile. Anything.
Just so long as it's lasting.
No more crazy stuff, eh? So what's holding you back?
Havn't saved a kid to make up for my brother.
Oh.
I'm desparate, Big Cat. What can I do?
Steel trap.
Pardon?
Steel trap. You've already got hold of it to open it. Now go ahead and do it.
What steel trap?
The one in your mind. The one that's been saying all these years that you killed your brother. The one that snapped shut when he went over the cliff.
It says you're guilty when, really, you're not guilty at all.
Exactly. The story about Nicole showed me that. I'm not really guilty at all.
You're not really guilty at all.
But I still feel guilty.
That's because you're not out of the trap yet. You've got a good hold of the jaws, now get out of it.
How?
Fix your mind on what you know is real.
That I'm not really guilty about Billy's death.
Yep. And that getting free is what the Billy would want.
The real Billy.
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