On the Darker Side [Inhuman Nature]

This is a scratch-paper section for a new play I'm working on. It's... dark. really, really fucking dark, and very hard to write. Imagine trying to sit down in front of a fire with a cup of coffee on your day off and writing a torture scene. Not cool.
But something in the conflict between these two speaks to me (each paragraph break is a diff. voice). That, and the idea that it doesn't take an evil man to do evil things.
More will be coming soon

No, I do know you. We've met before, at a bar. Everyone was real quiet... it was that day that the planes crashed, and everyone said it was a foreign attack, but you knew it wasn't, it was just another cheap plane falling out of the sky, only today it was three of them. [eventually, this'll be less 9/11-ish] Everyone sat there, and they waited, waited for someone to say something. And then you did something I'd have said only happened in movies: you turned around, and you led an entire bar in a toast. And everyone, every single one drank. I know there were rebels in that bar, and I know there were a hell of a lot of your people in there, and they all knew it too, yet some of them ... goddamnit, some of them shook hands. That's not supposed to happen to people, not real people, but you made it happen. And now I find out you're... this. This man who can make the wolf and the sheep sit down together
Which is which
What?
Which is the wolf and which the sheep?
I...
You don't know. That's the problem. You don't know. But I do: we're both wolves. You think I don't know what I do? I've killed. I've never enjoyed it, but i've stopped hating it to. And that makes me a wolf. You, you kill people. You're an assassin. Not even that, you're a murderer.
I've only killed one
Bullshit! I have the whole file here
Files lie
I can't accept that
Your daughter could!
silence.
Don't talk about her...
Rebecca loves me, and she knows. She knows about the man, she believes that what we're doing is right, she's a part of it.
Stop it.
Your daughter has helped us, the wolves. You tried to keep her safe and she went right out and put her hand in the wasps nest. You can't save her
If you love her why are you condemning her
I'm not. I'm asking you to help me.
What do you mean
I mean I need you to keep me from talking. You or someone else; someone will break me. I need you to stop that. I need you to help me keep the rebels safe, to keep rebecca safe.
It won't work I'd have to ... I'd have to make it look like.
Yes.
You'd give your life, like that, for her.
Yes.
Thank you.
[begins to hit him. curtain]