DiCinema

[Cord finds a man in a barrel of oil, resting. He tries touching the man's hand, but the man swats it away. He shakes the man's hand and his eyes open]

Cord:
Can I help you?
Man-in-Oil:
To do what?
Cord:
To get out of this...
Man-in-Oil:
Why?
Cord:
Who's torturing you this way?
Man-in-Oil:
No-one.
[Cord peers over into the barrel]

Cord:
Isn't that barrel filled with oil?
Man-in-Oil:
Of course. I filled it myself.
Cord:
You?
Man-in-Oil:
I filled it myself and I got in it myself. I've been in here ten years.
Cord:
But why?
Man-in-Oil:
[candidly]
To rid myself of the bottom half of me. There's very little left of it now.
Cord:
Your legs look like seaweed.
Man-in-Oil:
I hope so. Tha-that thing, that terrible thing between my legs? It's almost gone now, isn't it?
Cord:
A mere pimple.
Man-in-Oil:
Good
[His tone becomes anxious]

Man-in-Oil:
It'll go altogether soon, I hope.
Cord:
Ten years! How do you live without eating?
Man-in-Oil:
My-my family! They bring me a little rice, a little water...
Cord:
Your family? They know you're dissolving yourself in oil?
Man-in-Oil:
They weren't too happy about it at first. Especially my wife. Now, she understands.
Cord:
But why would you want to...? Ha! You could have taken a vow of chastity, like I have!
Man-in-Oil:
I took a vow of chastity! I took ten vows, a hundred! How-how-how can a man be a holy man when that terrible thing attaches him to the Earth? I got rid of my money, I shed my clothes, I ate a spoonful of rice each day... and, my mind became to soar! I felt the Universe... I was the Universe! And then... that terrible thing summoned me! "Hello!", it cried. "Think of the pleasure!" Several times I grabbed a knife, I attempted to rid myself of it, once and for all!
[He buries his face in his hands and sobs]

Man-in-Oil:
I-I-I was- I was a coward!
[He soon stops crying as he continues his story]

Man-in-Oil:
Then... I felt a way. I would dissolve it away... and the legs that carried it along!
Cord:
Well, you're obviously mentally disturbed.
[the man nods happily]

Cord:
You should have seen a doctor.
Man-in-Oil:
I am a doctor!
[pause]

Man-in-Oil:
You took a vow of chastity.
Cord:
Yes.
Man-in-Oil:
[smugly]
You won't keep it.
[He gestures desperately to the barrel]

Man-in-Oil:
Come in here with me. The-there-there's plenty of room. We'll-we'll keep each other company.
Cord:
I'm sorry, but I must go. I'm looking for someone.
Man-in-Oil:
Who?
Cord:
Zetan.
Man-in-Oil:
Again, Zetan! They all come around asking about Zetan! There is no answer in Zetan!
[Cord laughs and walks away]

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