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: [brought in to Carnegie's office
] Where's Solara? Carnegie
: Out there... her choice. I tried to... bring her back. She refused. Claudia
: What did you do that she refused? Carnegie
: [pushes the braille book toward her
] Read it. Claudia
: What did you do to my daughter? Carnegie
: [raising his voice
] Read it! Claudia
: [shouting and slamming her hands down on the desk
] What did you do to my daughter?
[Claudia's hands brush the braille writing. She realizes why Carnegie needs her to read the book and smiles
: You can start any time. Claudia
: [pushing the book away from her
] Sorry. It's been so long, I don't remember. Carnegie
: [pushes the book back to her
] Read it... Claudia
: [smiling vindictively
] Do I have to? Really? Carnegie
: [pleading now
] No, you have to... please...! Claudia
: Your leg. Carnegie
: It doesn't hurt anymore. Claudia
: I can smell it.
[Claudia feels her away around the desk and stretches her hand out toward Carnegie, reaching to touch his head. He leans forward and touches his forehead to her hand
: You worked so hard for that book. You sacrificed so much, so many men. More than you could spare.
[Claudia starts to lean her face in toward Carnegie, almost nose-to-nose with him
: Now, all those people who were too scared to even say your name, they're downstairs, tearing up the bar right now, did you know that? And there's no one there to stop them. And you're *feverish.*
[she pushes his head away and straightens up, smiling in satisfaction
: I can't imagine what it must feel like to have what you want so close, and it might as well be a million miles away. Carnegie
: [as Claudia starts to leave
] Stop it!... are you leaving me? Claudia!
[Claudia keeps walking away, not answering
: I need that book, I want that book, I want you to stay but if you make me have to choose I'll kill you and take that book Eli
: Why, why do you want it? Carnegie
: I grew up with that book, I know its power.
: [to his men
] Put a crew together, we're going after him. Redridge
: For a fuckin' book? Carnegie
: IT'S NOT A FUCKIN' BOOK! IT'S A WEAPON! A weapon aimed right at the hearts and minds of the weak and the desperate. It will give us control of them. If we want to rule more than one small, fuckin' town, we have to have it. People will come from all over, they'll do exactly what I tell 'em if the words are from the book. It's happened before and it'll happen again. All we need is that book.
: [Carnegie inspects the book
] Ask and you shall receive. God is good, is he not? Eli
: All the time. Carnegie
: Not all the time.
: [seeing two dead hijackers
] It's like he's protected somehow. Like there's nothing that can touch him Carnegie
: Oh, he's just a fucking man. You put a bullet in him, he'll go down like any other.
: Is he staying? Solara
: We didn't do much talking. Claudia
: Solara honey, eat something. Solara
: Mom, give me your hand. Close your eyes. Mom, trust me... Dear Lord.
[Carnegie freezes where he is sitting, listening intently
: We thank you for our food. Thank you for my mother. Thank you for the roof over our heads and our new friends. And, uh... Well, I guess that's all for now. Carnegie
: Amen. That's the word you're looking for, Amen. That's how you stop. You said you didn't talk much. But did he do any reading?... I asked you a question. Claudia
: Bill, don't. Carnegie
: You, shut your mouth.
[Solara still says nothing. Carnegie grabs Claudia by her hair, pulling her head back until she screams in pain
: You're hurting your mother, Solara. He said he read every day. Did he? Solara
: Stop it! Carnegie
: [yanking Claudia off her chair and forcing her to her knees, still pulling her hair
] Your mother would like you to tell me. Solara
: [getting very scared
] I don't know! I don't know... Yes, okay! Yes, yes, he was reading. Carnegie
: What kind of book was he reading? Solara
: I don't know. I don't know! An old leather one. Carnegie
: And? Solara
: I don't know, it had some kind of thing on the front of it. Carnegie
: Show me. Solara
: I need you to let her go. Carnegie
] Show me!
[Solara fearfully puts her fingers together into a cross
: And who are you? Eli
: Nobody. Carnegie
: Oh, I doubt that. The men you killed in my bar, now they were nobody.
: [about Eli
] I love this guy. I love this guy.
: Shoot him, please.