Podnapisi :: Misery
Still got it.
An old friend.
I was rummaging through a closet[br]and it was just sitting there.
It's nice, Paul. It's got character.
When I wrote my first book[br]I carried it in this...
...while I was looking for a publisher.
- I was a writer then.[br]- You're still a writer.
Haven't been a writer[br]since I got in the Misery business.
It's not a bad business.[br]And it would still be growing, too.
The first printing for Misery's Child[br]was the most ever. Over a million.
Paul, I've got your paper.
I hope it's enough.[br]It's three reams of long-grain mimeo.
Just the kind you asked for.
Paul! You're dripping with perspiration.
Your colour is very hectic.[br]What have you been doing?
You know damn well what I've been[br]doing. I've been sitting here suffering.
I need my pills.
Poor dear. Let's get you back in bed[br]and I'll get them for you.
I want my pills now!
- It'll only take a second.[br]- No!
I want my pain to go away, Annie.
Please, make it go away.