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Leonard Hatch.

Hatch. If you're addressing me, sir, the name is Kubla Khan.

Oh, excuse me, Mr. Khan.

Luncheon is served.

In Xanadu did I a stately pleasure dome decree.

And there, from force of habit, I only dine with royalty.

Your Majesty, your knights await you.

and my days as well.

thank you

Thank you.

What do you want to make a trophy out of that thing for?

It was beautiful.

Ain't nothing beautiful about no snake except the hole you bury him in.

Oh, look at that.

It's one of my best hens, Doris May.

That's a shame, Doris May.

I mean, that's just a shame.

Hey! Hey!

There's a bulletin from our newsroom. Patient Leonard Hatch escaped from

Boston's Northfield Mental Hospital early this morning and is believed to be

still in the area. This man should be considered dangerous.

5'9", slender build, blue eyes, 35 years of age.

Shot a rattler, Pa.

Clean out the hen house?

Not yet. I was just getting started with my rattler. What time did that fellow

bring you back last night?

About 11.

After doing what?

I don't know. This and that.

Don't give me none of your this and that. You go sashaying out of here in

clean jeans smelling like bubble gum. Did it go to movies?

It did go to movies, Pop.

What movie?

I don't know the name of it. I didn't get to try after it started.

It was all about this lady who hated this guy. When she went to kill him, she

realized she felt pride for him and ended up in a clinch.

I'll bet you did. Bet I did what?

Ended up in a clinch. I'm talking about the movie, Pa. And I'm telling you,

girl, any boy around here lays a finger on you, I'll shoot him.

It was Carl Smathers' boy, Hank. That make him any different? They're all

after the same thing. Smathers owns a general store. Yeah, what has Smathers

ever done for us except overcharge us for those special order grape curtains?

No, what else did I ever get for this house in the last 16 years? And then I

never did get the curtains that I wanted. You did too. I did not. I wanted

curtains with grape leaves.

Not grapes.

What'd you do after the movies?

Grape. Grape leaves. Showed me how to throw his knife.

The light weren't too good, so I went down by the river and went fishing.

He didn't try nothing?

Stop chewing at her. Look, I ain't raising no tramp around here.

Just because that's all you ever went out with before you met me ain't no sign

that all girls are a bunch of tramps.

I don't remember you giving me much trouble.

I'd have known you ten minutes before you were talking about your appendix

being put out.

Can go and wash off in the hen house.

After you finish with the hen house, I'll be mending fence over by the cattle

guy. Go into town, get me some wire at Charlie's, and pick up a bag of peat

moss while you're at it.

You think you've got it bad?

Wasn't he brought up to live this way?

Just think all the things we'd have had if Steve hadn't saved us.

What would they have been?

Better than living on a dirt farm, I can tell you.

I had my pick of... several eligible bachelors.

I ain't gonna worry about that.

Because I wouldn't have been me.

What'd you say?

Well, I'm saying if you'd married one of them bachelors, I would have had

different genes and chromosomes.

But I got yours and Pa's, so I'm me, and I ain't gonna worry about it.

Would you do that kind of dirty talk?

You learn talk that way from Hank Smathers, aren't you?

All he's taught me is how to throw a knife.

Don't ask me, Doris May.

Genes.

Chromosomes. They make babies.

Good Lord knows we don't need no more of them around here.

That's something else I can worry about.

Live long and prosper.

Hey, Harry.

Hey, kiddo.

Hey, John. How's business?

Oh, so-so. Making a buck. How's Bayou?

I shot me rattler this morning. Oh, good.

Yep.

Must have been five or six feet long. Big.

Five, six feet.

Skin like that ought to bring maybe 50, 60 bucks.

You know how to cure it?

You nail it to a board, scale side down, and you rub it with salt.

Rub it in good.

You gotta have lots of salt and rub it in real good.

Get it way down into the skin, then you take it and you lay it out in the sun to

dry maybe a week or so.

Hey, you want I should handle it? I could handle it for you. Only take maybe

five percent.

Would get us a good price from a couple of passing palefaces, huh?

Yeah.

But guess what?

What? My ma chopped it up.

What's the world treating you?

I don't know. Same as usual.

She shot a six-foot rattle this morning. Oh, really?

Yeah.

You know how to cure it? I did that bit already.

Only your ma cut up the merchandise.

Oh, no.

Did you keep the rattle?

That I got.

What you got? That.

Now, how's that?

Whoa.

Eight, ten, eleven, twelve.

That was a big mama.

Real beaut.

Keep hold of that.

We'll bring you good luck.

Yeah? Yeah.

And the next time somebody chops up a snake of yours, you give a holler and

I'll come out there and I'll knock a couple of heads together. Okay. You got

that? Yep. Thank you.

Yeah.

That's all of it there now. Put your guard down, too.

Come on, come on.

There it is.

And I'll take off all your clothes, you hear me? What? Your clothes. Take them

off. I don't want you following me down the street when I leave here.

Hey, what is this plastic pea shooter you got?

It's a killer gun!

Hey, that thing could have blown a hole in our...

I had a good time last night.

How about you?

I'm glad you had yourself a good time.

Want to try throwing the old knife some more?

It's all in the feel, you know.

Once you get the feel of it, you never miss.

That's okay.

I'll be getting home.

You know my pa.

Say, I heard you shot yourself a seven-foot rattler this morning.

she was young and kind of pretty with the look of someone lost

he was running from the city

to be free at any cost they were like

strangers on a carousel the world was all

outside and they

To take them on a ride.

He was angry when he caught her.

As she tried to run away.

He grew softer then and taught her.

Things that made her want to stay.

They were like strangers on a carousel. A fright.

boy and girl.

Two lonely strangers on a carousel.

Mickey, by the word.

What's the problem? Run out of gas?

It was nice. That's stupid.

Bust my dumb water hose.

You want a lick?

Well, I'm just headed up the road a couple miles.

Hop in. I'll take you.

You from around here?

No, just passed through.

That's what most people do.

Just pass through.

Can't say I blame them, though. Ain't much to stop for.

You don't sound too happy with your surroundings.

Well, I can think of better places.

Such as?

St. Louis.

Why St. Louis?

I don't know.

Stone School?

Got kicked out.

Already? Why?

Punch a teacher.

You know, you could get away from here if you wanted to.

Are you kidding?

My pa shoot me.

What does your pa do?

Rancher.

Well, at least he wasn't before the hooker mouth.

I don't know what you call him except maybe farmer.

Race chickens has got me doing most of work anyway.

That's why it shoot me if I took off But you'd like to leave wouldn't you?

What you'd like to got nothing to do with nothing on the contrary my lady

She's like beginning of it

That's my turn coming up ahead there

better start slowing down

Be quiet.

Just try to relax.

Don't panic.

If you jump out now, you'll only succeed in hurting yourself.

Just relax and nothing will happen to you.

What do you mean? It's happening. You said you wanted to get away, didn't you?

Where are you taking me to?

Sanadu.

Your formal education resumes presently, my lady.

We're out.

The sacred river runs through caverns measureless to man down to a sunless

sea. But oh, that deep romantic chasm, a savage place, as holy and enchanted as

air at a waning moon was haunted by a woman wailing for a demon lover.

Hey, why don't you just let me out?

Look, I swear I ain't gonna tell nobody.

Anybody.

Why don't you stop somewhere and do it?

Then you can drop me back on the road and be on your way, okay?

Well, what are you going to do with me then?

If you just relax, you might find it a rewarding experience.

Well, how long is it going to take, this rewarding experience?

That, my lady, depends entirely on you.

What's that?

That's out.

The sacred river.

Haven't you ever seen the river before?

No. And I'll bet you've never been in the mountains either.

I've only seen them.

Oh, my lady.

The river is from melted snow.

From the fountains and the caves.

The sunny pleasure dome with caves of ice.

So what kind of pleasure you got in mind?

I got a right to know what to expect, don't I?

The only pleasure there is, my lady.

And it's all in the mind.

Welcome to Xanadu.

I'll like you this plate.

They probably found my pa's truck. They're out looking for me right now.

Of course they are, but they'll never find you up here.

Whoever built this cabin came and went on horseback.

I haven't seen a soul up here in two months.

Well, I bet they use helicopters and everything.

Now, don't flatter yourself.

Wait,

would you like some assistance?

Now, listen to me, young lady.

I don't want to have to keep telling you this, but any trouble you get into

around here will be entirely your own fault.

Three more feet and you could have broken your neck.

Now, you told me you weren't stupid. Kind of get on your feet and start

proving it.

Sure don't take any chances, do you?

One never knows when one's being followed.

Thought you said no one's been up here in two months.

No one's been here yet.

You never know when someone might show up.

Why? Someone after you?

Any ideas?

I was just looking for the toilet.

The what?

Bathroom. You got one, don't you?

Bathroom?

Toilet?

John?

Comprende? No?

Stay on this path whenever you leave the cabin, you hear? The woods are all booby

-trapped. I bet.

You know what a booby-trap is, don't you?

I'd say you know what a booby trap is, don't you? Yes, I know. Well, from now

on, you answer me when I ask you a question.

It was your fault. Well, whose fault is it? The truck broke down.

All kinds of peculiar people around here. They all look the same.

Ask him for it. The truck broke down.

She was probably afraid to come home knowing what you do to her. Now, it's my

fault. I didn't say it was your fault. Well, what did you say? I'm saying the

girl's got to have some other kind of life besides chores and cleaning your

hands. You've been listening to that all the way in?

Yeah. When did you see DM leave?

About a half hour after we talked.

Alone? Yeah.

Going like a bat.

Does anybody follow you? No.

Where do you think she is?

What's going on in there?

What do you think's going on? Come on, I didn't say you could stay in there all

day. Let's go.

Hey, close the door.

I sure don't believe in privacy, do you?

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

You know who that is?

Steve McQueen.

Come on, let's get this show on the road.

Look, Sam, this ain't gonna be no road show.

I got an APB out all over the county and the state. And a lot of questions to ask

right here in town.

So why don't you take that thing home before somebody gets hurt?

How's your cooking?

My what?

Your cooking.

You can cook, can't you?

Of course I can cook. Good then, my lady. Well, I'll avail myself here and

prepare something.

Oh, what would you like? I've got peanut butter, applesauce, jelly beans. Don't

mock me, damn it!

It meant something! Make something up! Have you no imagination?

Imagination turns food into cuisine.

And tonight you're entertaining royalty.

This night, my lady, you are dining with the Raja of Sarawak. Who?

The Baharini of Kushbihar.

The Emir of Iman.

And the Lion of Judah.

You ever been to any of them places? Those places, my lady. Them is not an

adjective. It's the date of case of they.

You ever been to any of those places? Of course. I know them all and more.

I know the world and the stars and the tide.

I know the wind and the rain, the snow and the sleet.

I know what makes the crocodile weep and the leopard change its spot.

I know the bank where on wild thyme blows, where oxwhip and the nodding

violet glows, quite all canopied with thick, luscious woodbine, sweet

muskroses and eglantine.

And I know you're not listening to me.

It's because I don't understand what you're talking about. Because you're not

listening to me.

The Raja of Sarawak is ready to dance.

You may be seated.

I'm hungry.

Please, miss.

The Lord shall never dine alone.

Bon appetit.

Thank you, cousin.

Dig in.

It's not bad at all. In fact, it's quite excellent. Won't you join me?

You know, there's nothing more lonely than the feeling you're talking to a

blank wall.

Yeah, well, there's nothing more awful than being yelled at all of a sudden.

Quid pro quo.

I shall try to control my temper.

Now try to listen.

What is your name, please?

Doris May Withers.

Doris May Withers.

Do you like it?

I never thought about it much.

You shall be known as Mr.

Elf. Who?

Christopher.

A little child.

A member elf.

Singing and dancing to itself.

A fairy thing.

Red brown cheeks.

That always finds, but never seeks.

You sure know a lot of poetry.

Poetry, my lady, is the escape of genius.

Well, you've got to admit, it sounds kind of funny sometimes.

Stuff like whale moons, crocodiles and flowers, dancing fairies, crazy stuff

like that.

So you were listening.

But you don't understand.

No, of course not.

I think this is going to take a little time.

What is?

How long are you going to keep me up here?

Are you really in such a hurry to get back to your chicken?

What's so hot about this place?

Do you have a boyfriend?

What kind of an answer is hot?

Me with a boyfriend?

What if I did?

What difference does that make?

What are you going to do with me anyway? Some crazy experiment?

I'm still waiting for an answer.

What was the question?

Do you have a boyfriend?

No!

I don't want people to get so steamed up about anyone.

About what?

About boyfriends, dating, going all the way.

Sex.

Congratulations, my lady.

That's the first intelligent thing I've heard you say.

What did I say?

The subject was the unimportance of sex.

Well, I didn't say it weren't important. I just said I don't know why people make

it important.

Wasn't, not weren't. Sex is singular. But your point is well taken. There may

be hope for you yet, Christabel.

What happens now?

I'm going to bed.

Gotta go to the bathroom. You just went.

No, I didn't. I was scared and I just had to have me think. If you lied to me

before, how do I know you're not lying to me now?

How do I know you're not going to try to escape?

What am I supposed to go to up here in the middle of the night?

Stay on the path, Diogenes.

Remember, the woods are all booby trapped.

into jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs, kneeling in the moonlight to

make your gentle bow.

Listen above.

Get on your feet. I can't. They hurt my foot. You're lucky you're alive. Get on

your feet.

You really are crazy.

Don't you ever say that to me again. Is that clear?

I warned you about the traps, but you wouldn't listen, would you?

Some sheriff.

Probably watching the late news over at the pool hall.

You always managed to fill your face when she shoved it in front of you.

She makes it better.

Who do you think taught her?

You taught her, all right.

Taught her to run off, most likely.

Fill in her head with fancy notions.

And now you're blaming me?

Would you ever stop to think that she just might have got into trouble right

here?

What do you mean?

Something she said on the way out.

Well, what'd she say?

Something about babies.

Thought not having no babies around here.

Oh, you taught her real good.

Taught her about fretting and begetting, and now she's gone and done it, and you

let her go.

I let her nothing.

Now, you were the one who sent her into town out the fence wiring.

All she meant to you was a bunch of... Look, if that jet man had dropped by

playing sheriff...

You tell him I'm out rounding up some real help from Mike and Robbie Fulton.

I sure don't get you.

A little while ago, you wouldn't have cared if you killed me.

Now you're tending me like a baby.

Whose side are you on, anyway?

I never said I wanted to kill you.

This is my castle.

And those booby traps are my moat.

You sure talk like someone's after you.

I bet you've done something. Did. Not done.

But anyway, such as?

Well, maybe I'm not the first girl you've had up here.

It might interest you to know, young lady, that when I first saw you, I

thought you were a boy.

Well, now I get it.

Get what?

You're, uh...

a knavish sprite. That's the wonder of the night for Robin Goodfellow.

There you go talking funny again.

I just don't get you.

Sitting up here in the shack in the mountains.

Me and your poetry.

Afraid somebody's sneaking up on you.

What's going on?

Most exciting adventure of your life, Christabel.

Stop calling me that.

You're beginning to use your mind. Oh, like hell I am. I'm just sitting up here

with a busted ankle. Sprained ankle.

Locked in. All the locks are beginning to open.

What about the booby traps? I know. I explained that. Now listen to me,

please.

Do you know what the mind is?

Well, I suppose it's the brain.

A fish has a brain.

But does it have a mind? Do you think a fish can reason or judge a good book

from a bad one?

Well, I ain't that dumb. I know fish can't read. No, of course not. Fish is

nothing but a mass of reflexes, right?

What about a porpoise? I saw a movie once where they taught a porpoise how to

jump through a hoop. A porpoise isn't a fish, it's a man.

Then it has a mind?

No, dear, I'm talking about the mind of man.

That which sets him above all other creatures, his ability to reason, to

judge, to appreciate.

And the capacity of the human mind is limited only by the determination of its

owner to improve it.

You follow?

No, I still think a porpoise has a brain if it can jump through a hoop.

Can a porpoise split the atom, fly to the moon, build a cathedral?

No, of course not. But man can because he has a mind.

And so, my lady, do you.

Well, I don't care about doing that kind of stuff.

Right, but there are things you do want to do.

You wanted to leave home this morning. You told me so yourself with exquisite

simplicity. I can think of better places, quote she.

Well, half the folks in the countryside have said that. Yes.

And that's where their minds have stopped.

But you, my lady, you can be anything you want to be.

Like what? Anything at all. You name it.

Come on.

No, go on. Try it. Just once. Who would you like to be?

Queen of England. Oh, Majesty!

I am Sir Francis Drake, your humble servant, at your command.

Whisper your most...

Private passion. Your most trifling whim and it shall be satisfied.

Good queen, best, I pretty.

Use me and I will know.

You see?

You see what happens when you want something?

It just gives me the creeps. I like you better when you talk like a normal

person. So you admit you do like me.

Well, I didn't mean it that way. So you don't like me.

I just think you're kind of weird.

Really?

Perhaps I'm going too fast for you.

What to do, what to do? Don't go away.

Let me think. Ah, I'll put my tink and cap on.

It works every time.

Ah, now tell me, lass.

If you could have any wish in the world, anything at all right now, what would it

be?

I'd like to be home on my own bed.

Ah, are you telling me now?

That you'd like to spend the rest of your life tending chickens?

Well, you didn't ask me that.

Yes. Yes, what?

That you'd like to spend the rest of your life tending chickens?

Yes. I don't believe you. Come on, I don't care.

Oh, of course you do.

No, I don't. Come along, you do. Cut it out. What is it now?

What would your wish be? No, no, no, I asked you first.

Oh, I don't know.

A movie star.

A movie star?

Then why?

Because they just make lots of money. They don't do any work. They just sit

around and look good.

Now, what would your wish be?

I told you mine.

No. Yes, now, I told you mine, so you've got to tell me yours.

Come on.

You're not playing fair.

I'm not, am I?

Would you really like to know?

Leave something behind when I go.

Something grand and beautiful.

Something people would remember me by.

If you're looking for the shells, I keep them in a pot here by the jars.

You didn't use your head. You didn't follow through.

You barred the door and you left the window open.

No.

I don't think you want to see either one of us get hurt.

for trying. At least you wanted something enough to try for it.

But in this case, I'll admire you even more when you accept the inevitable.

What's inevitable?

Inevitable is what's going to happen to you now, whether you like it or not.

Oh, no. Please don't tie my hands up. I can't stand on my hands. I have no

place. Look. Oh, please. I'll do anything you want. Please.

I'll even try to be inevitable.

You can call me Christabel.

Please.

Well, all right, Christabel.

But one more stun out of you like that, and I'm hog-tying you to the table the

rest of the week. Is that clear?

Now, who was that?

John Wayne.

Right.

Till it be morrow.

Aren't you going to try anything?

Try what?

Well, you know, SEX.

I thought we dispensed with that topic.

What do you think people get so steamed up about?

Because they don't use their heads.

It's merely a biological function common to all animals.

What about porpoises?

Do they get all steamed up about it too?

I would imagine they tend to put it in a better perspective.

Perspective? What's that?

That means they're more relaxed about it. Now, go to bed.

And they're smarter than people.

I didn't say that.

You don't have to be smart to be relaxed.

Now, go to sleep.

Boy, Hank Smathers is smart, but he sure ain't relaxed.

So, you do have a boyfriend.

He's not my boyfriend.

Just a guy taught me how to throw a knife.

And, uh, what is it he isn't relaxed about?

What?

Sometimes I get the feeling that there's lots that I don't know.

Maybe I am kind of stupid.

Oh, no, you're not.

I'm not?

No, Christabel.

You have a very fine mind.

I do?

Yes, you do

I'm sorry.

Where is she now?

Dead. I killed her.

And how'd you do that?

Ah, you're curious, aren't you?

Who wouldn't be about that?

Maybe that's what you did. You buried her up there and that's what those booby

traps are. They're all a bunch of graves.

Maybe that's what... I killed her up here in my mind.

And she's not really dead?

Dead as far as I'm concerned.

What were you burying up there just now? I was repairing the trap that you broke

during your attempt at escape last night.

You always talk with your mouth full.

We could use a few more things around here, too. You know, like maybe a broom

and a dustpan and a bowl.

Make a list.

You mean you'll get to stop?

Within reason. And kindly stop calling everything stop.

And how about some towels and shelves and some curtains would go nice. Oh, and

what about wall-to-wall carpeting and electric dishwasher color to you? Look,

I ain't that dumb. I can see there ain't no electricity in plumbing.

Isn't any electricity or no plumbing? I mean, you know what I mean.

How about some good food instead of this crummy stuff you've got up here? Oh, and

what would she like?

Well, I would like some hot dogs, some potato salad, apples, milk, some french

fries, and how about some Ortiz hot chili? And just how did she propose we

keep this banquet from spoiling?

Deeply. He's going to make me pass out. No.

Come on. I've got my eye on you.

I put it on my head and I breathe deeply.

Yes. Get over there.

That's it. Just keep breathing deeply.

Why did you do that?

I got rid of your hiccups, didn't I?

eye, beware, beware.

His flashing eyes, his floating hair, weave a circle around him thrice and

close your eyes with holy dread for he on honeydew hath fed and drunk the milk

of paradise.

You read real good.

What, thank you?

That guy sounds just like you. Oh, really? What else?

Well, I've been thinking. What? You know, some curtains would really cheer

this cabin up.

Some what? Some curtains.

Curtains? Yeah. Any particular kind, my lady?

Well, There's these neat white brocade ones with grape leaves, and it's got a

fine gold thread running through them. They're really nice. Yes, and just where

am I supposed to acquire these curtains? The Casbah?

No, the dry goods store in town.

It's a common pattern, and it kind of reminds me of home.

Oh, anything else to make you feel at home, my lady?

Well, bed wouldn't be a bad idea. A bed? A bed?

How about it? Hand-to-hand.

Oh, better still, mademoiselle. How about it?

I didn't ask to be here. I'm not even asking you for your dumb old mattress.

Just trying to make the best of things. An army coat would be just fine.

Good, my lady. Now you're beginning to use your mind. What else? Say all.

A toothbrush.

Toothbrush. Change of clothes.

Change of clothes.

Hairbrush. Hairbrush.

Maybe a dress.

What do you mean?

Sending me to a town where a girl is missing to buy a dress.

Stand up. Put your hands behind your back. Why?

Because I said so.

I thought we agreed.

It was last night. It's two hours to town and two hours back. Look, I

promise.

How could you be nice to me and throw me in the next?

I'm going into town to get these things for you.

At least this way I know you'll be safe while I'm gone.

Look, if I'm such a bother, why don't you just drop me home on the way?

I was just kidding.

I was wondering if you could leave the door open so I could have something to

look at.

Helps me use my mind.

All right.

Oh, by the way, the weapons are of no use.

I have all the shells with me.

Au revoir.

That's Bert dogging his tail everywhere he goes.

Yeah, he'd threaten to throw Sam Withers in jail if he didn't quit pestering him.

Well, I don't blame him if he did. Withers come out to my place last night,

drunk with the shotgun, saying, I've done it.

Thank

you.

What's all the commotion?

All girl got kidnapped.

No kidding.

Yeah. I found her pick up halfway to her house yesterday morning. Nobody has seen

her since.

Well, it doesn't necessarily mean she's been kidnapped.

I mean, did anyone actually see her being abducted? No.

Some folks think she ran off, but I don't think so, and I know her.

What did she look like? I mean, was she pretty?

Oh, muy bonita. Muy bonita. Muy bonita.

I think she was about 17, I think.

Oh, so dark, so... Well, you know, she always wore a hat.

Dresses like a boy, see?

She had Stetson and jeans and cowboy boots, you know.

Now, wait a minute.

You know what? I may have seen this little girl myself yesterday.

When yesterday?

Around noon, just outside of town here.

Little girl dressed like a cowboy sitting in the back seat of a big, long

limousine.

It's possible it could be she, no? You better tell Jeff.

Yeah, Jeff's gonna want to know.

Hey, wait a minute.

Who's Jeff?

He's the sheriff.

He has been going out of his gourd looking for her.

Oh, well, no. Look, I've got a long drive back home. You fellas can tell him

for me.

You saw her.

You tell him.

What kind of car?

Well, I don't know much about cars, but it looked like a big, long, black

limousine. So it was the Blades?

No, I'm sorry again. I didn't... Was there anybody else in the car?

You mean besides the driver?

You know, now that you mention it, I think there was a guy in the back seat

with her, yes.

What side was the girl on?

Um, the left. She was on the left.

Did it look like she was being forced?

No, not at all. She just sat there, staring straight ahead.

Scrunched down a little, you know, like maybe she was trying to hide.

Uh-huh.

Where were you?

Well, I was just, uh, four or five miles outside of town, heading in, and, uh,

we crossed.

They were heading toward Albuquerque.

What's your name?

Me? Mm-hmm.

Roger B. McDivitt, sir.

What's the B stand for, Rog?

Bananas.

I'm only kidding.

Bernard.

Where do you live?

Just off the main road toward Albuquerque.

What's your business?

I beg your pardon?

What kind of work do you do? Oh, what I do for a living.

I'm into farming a little, some welding. I'm a welder by trade.

Never heard your name.

Well, there's no reason you should.

I mean, I'm in the other county and I've only been around a few months.

Is it COVID?

No, sir. No, no. Thank you.

What were you doing in town yesterday?

I just came in to do some shopping and have a few beers.

Why are you giving me the third degree?

Sounds like that, doesn't it?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

I've been racking my brain trying to put this thing together.

That's all right. I understand.

I appreciate your help, Mr. McDevitt.

Well, listen, do you got a phone out there?

No, I'm afraid not. Why?

Oh, just in case there's a couple of questions up I got to ask him.

I'll tell you what.

If there is, I'll leave a message with Harry Fox at the garage across the

street. Oh, the Indian fellow?

Yeah. Fair enough. All right. Thank you very much for your help. Thank you.

Keep smiling.

I shall.

Give me an albuquerque.

Excuse me, sir. Do you have any Ortiz hot chili peppers?

Why do you want Ortiz?

Because I like them.

It's a special brand. Not too many people ask for them.

You want me to order you some?

No. That's all. Thank you.

I can order, then. No, that's better.

No trouble.

And all of these as well.

Oh, and I'd like one more shirt just like this one, only in a size smaller

for my little brother.

Okay? How much smaller?

Uh... I guess about your size.

Oh, and the cook would like a toothbrush, hairbrush...

and a dress.

Shopping for the whole family.

I'm sorry, what?

You doing the shopping for the whole family?

Yes, ma'am.

What size dress?

Size?

Twelve?

Don't ask me. Any particular color?

Yeah, this one. Is this for sale?

You want to buy that dress for a cook?

If it's all right with you.

Crazy. I never heard a man buying women's clothes before.

Hey.

There are no women.

The cook just likes to dress up like one.

McDevitt, right?

Yeah, right.

Sheriff was looking for you. For me? Why?

Well, just wanted to thank you. They found that guy.

What guy?

You know, the one that kidnapped the girl. Oh, really?

Yeah, yeah, down in Albuquerque. Oh, terrific.

They traced him through that car you spotted. Oh, be darned. Yeah, he took

her to some motel down there.

Turned out to be a real sickie. Oh.

Well, you just never know, do you? No, you never know.

Well, anyway.

Jeff, the sheriff?

He ought to be halfway to Albuquerque right now, on his way to pick him up.

Hey, well, listen, when he gets back, you tell him from me that any help I

gave him was entirely my pleasure. Yeah, sure, man. Bye-bye.

Oh, hey.

Live long and prosper, man.

I shall.

We'll see you later, man.

the return of the Navy.

Santa Claus.

Good King Wenceslaus himself, the emperor of ice cream. Come on, give me a

hand with this stuff.

What?

Now to my charge.

For my lady's sweet slumber, one genuine canvas cup with enclosed pillow.

And as my lady is a tidier of some note, one bona fide broom.

Contained herein is toothbrush, hairbrush, towel, comb, various other

sendries to engage the identity.

Here we have...

Sartorial splendor for obvious use.

Contained in yon box is much food to thy fancy.

Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.

Oh, you really got the work.

Where'd you get the money for all this?

A modest inheritance, not to worry. But now what shall she wear to the ball?

Come, let us conjure an appropriate garb.

Where's the act?

Suppose you're mad at me for not staying put.

I knew you'd untangle yourself.

Oh, you think you know everything.

Where's the axe?

Here, I suppose you'd be wanting this back.

You were going to stand behind the door in a chair and cleave me in two when I

came in, weren't you?

Did I?

Are you trying to deny you planned it? You planned it ain't the same thing as

doing it. Well, it's exactly the same. Oh, come on.

How could you do it with killing me?

Well, figures don't matter. Doesn't it?

You almost killed me. I did nothing of the sort and you know it. Well, neither

did I. Neither did you.

I'm in.

Well, maybe you should change your mind.

Well, I don't know.

Supposing I'd swung and missed.

There's only one way to find out.

Oh, don't close the door.

Our lady's entitled to her privacy.

Well? Well, indeed.

You look like an entirely different person.

Oh, I am.

I'm the Queen of England. I'm a movie star. I'm... Go on, say it.

I'm Christabel.

I'll write in this bit at home.

Oh, we need now some cigars and brandy.

Emilio, por favor, put me un cigarro y un petit de brandy. Bravo, bravo.

Hot dog.

Emilio, uno hot dog. No, no, no.

No.

What were you like as a boy?

As a boy?

It's quite unbearable, I'm sure.

But what do your friends think of you?

Friends? I... I didn't have many friends.

In actual fact, I didn't have any at all.

How come?

My mother never... I'm sure you wouldn't be captivated

with the story of my blissful youth.

Yes, I would.

Hey,

do

you want some dessert?

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples.

Many a dangerous temptation comes to us in fine gay colors. The frivolous fruit

that first tempted Adam.

Suit yourself.

Hey, are you okay?

I'm sorry.

Yes, you must think I'm quite a banana at times. A little.

Sometimes.

First, I thought you were really nuts.

Just like you thought I was really stupid.

Or not.

Not really.

All right, then.

Pretty. Where else you been?

Panama,

Australia, New Zealand, Japan.

What's that like?

Where, Japan?

Oh, it's like no place else you've ever seen.

By boat you come into the inland sea and the land rises straight out of the

water. The mountains are tall and craggy.

And all the trees, they seem to grow sideways. And everything, absolutely

everything, looks lacy.

I've never been anywhere but the dentist in Albuquerque.

Where else have you been?

Oh, the Caribbean.

Caribbean?

Yes.

There, too, it's extraordinary.

Sometimes at night it's so calm.

See, I mean, the stars are reflected right down to the wake of the ship.

The horizon disappears, and you seem to be drifting through a huge bowl of

stars.

And the phosphorescence is like coal fire.

What's phosphorescence?

Phosphorescence.

Ocean fireflies.

I know.

Me too.

I like talking to you in the dark.

Tell me something, Ella.

Will you at least tell me one thing?

What?

What's your name?

What difference does it make?

So I can call you something besides hey.

Kublai Khan.

No, I mean your real name.

That is my real name.

Christabel.

For me?

Thank you.

I saw you taking a bath.

I know.

I mean, I was watching you.

I just thought I should tell you so you wouldn't think of me as a... Oh, yeah.

I don't even know what I...

Boy, there is.

But you know something?

You could use a bath, too.

The bath?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright in the forests of the night.

What immortal hand or eye could frame thy fearful... Symmetry?

Again?

Symmetry.

Symmetry.

What's that?

Symmetry. That's the perfect balance between two sides of the same thing.

Example, the stripes on the back of a tiger, wings of a butterfly, the two

sides of your face.

Symmetry is beauty of proportion.

Can you think of an example?

The Dimeback Rattler I shot. Uh-huh.

Yeah, it was sure beauty.

Huh.

I kept the rattle.

I keep it with me all the time. It's supposed to bring you good luck.

Has it brought you good luck?

Well, I don't know yet.

But it sure is beautiful.

Got something.

Fuck yeah, of course. You got box.

Good boys.

Merci.

Ain't you gonna hogtie me today?

Ain't you gonna give me a reason to?

Got the list?

Yo. So I thought of something else.

What's that?

Well, we could have our own garden, grow our own vegetables.

Soil's good.

We could even have cows and chickens.

Cows? Yeah.

Well, how many of them you think I can get in here?

Yeah. Well, we could have some goats.

I even found a place we can go ice skating in the winter.

Okay.

I'll see what I can do about a couple of goats and some ice skates. How'd that

be? Okay.

Anything's possible if you just think it through.

Good luck.

Have fun.

I shall in all my best obey you, ma'am.

Adieu.

Thank you.

May I dispose of my gabard here?

In the can, ma'am. Merci, ma'am.

Hey, McGivitt, Sheriff was looking for you.

Again?

Why? Search me. Just said if I was to see you, to tell you to drop by.

Well, is it in relation to the kidnapping?

Oh, no.

That was a false alarm.

Oh? Turned out to be some cattleman from Nebraska taking his daughter to a dude

ranch. Dear me, I imagine he was quite upset, eh?

Yeah, anyhow.

Well, it's not my fault, though, that he arrested the wrong man, is it?

No, didn't say it was.

Now, you mind if I ask you a question?

Not at all, shoot.

Where are you from?

What possible difference does that make?

No difference.

Just some of the guys was wondering, that's all.

Why?

Do I look so different from other people?

No. No, but you do speak differently.

Do I? Yeah.

Well, if so, you and everyone else can sleep easier tonight.

I'm from Massachusetts.

You were a farmer in Massachusetts?

Well, no. Actually, I guess I did everything else but farming.

See, I have this lung problem. My doctor advised me to come out here for my

health.

I do welding mostly. Piecework, you understand?

Oh.

Come on up. I'll look at your license.

No, no, no.

There.

Oh, of course.

You know, this is no good.

I beg your pardon?

You're living here now.

You shouldn't be driving on a Massachusetts license.

Or Missouri plates.

I bought the truck in Missouri.

That's what I figured.

You get yourself licensed and registered here.

All right, sir, I will.

Anything else yet?

No, no, not that I can think of.

All I need to know now is, where's the girl?

Any new leads?

Ah, the FBI thinks she's left the state.

But me?

I kind of like to think she's eloped.

Anything else?

Yes, I'd like some curtain material, please.

What kind?

A white brocade grape leaf pattern with a fine gold thread running through it.

Fine gold thread?

Yes, ma'am.

Sure.

Wait a minute.

What was that pattern you wanted, sir?

It's a white brocade grape leaf pattern with a fine gold thread running through

it. It's quite simple.

Not around here, it isn't.

In fact, I've only had one order like that for the last ten years.

And even that customer had to settle for grape clusters.

Oh, well, obviously my wife is mistaken. No, no, I didn't say your wife was

mistaken.

I have a special order for you, like I did for the other lady.

Who was the other lady?

Another lady?

Yes.

Mrs. Atha Withers.

Atha Withers.

Who's the mother of the kidnapped girl?

Can I place that order for you? You can indeed, yes.

What'd you say your name was?

McDivitt. McDivitt.

If you wait here just a minute... No, no, no, no. I'll take $20.

$20. Don't you want to receive it? No, no. I'll be back next week.

But it may not be done by next... Not to worry!

I've been trained!

How can you betray me?

Liar!

Trained!

I've been trained!

Northfield State Hospital for the Insane, and his license told him that a

patient escaped named Leonard Hatch, age 31, 5'9", live.

You sent me into town to buy curtains.

The same kind of curtains your mother has. The only other person who's ever

even asked for them. Well, how was I supposed to know that? You did the same

damn thing with the chili peppers the other day. Special order, you told me.

You've been sending me to town all along with clues so they'd catch me.

Admit it.

Admit it. Admit it. You betrayed me.

I didn't ask for them today. I asked for them three days ago. What difference

does it make? What's the matter with you? Can't the big genius see? Three

days ago, I would have done anything to get away from here. Now, things change.

Use your mind, all right? I've turned you into a fast-thinking shrew. Okay,

you tell me. How come I didn't try to get away from here the other day when I

got loose? Or why didn't I leave today? How come I washed your clothes and

picked you fresh flowers and tried catching you a fish? I even baked you an

apple brown feta in a cruddy old saucepan.

Does that sound like someone trying to escape or someone trying to trick her

guy into getting caught?

I haven't had a nice surprise for you, but just forget it.

What is it?

I can't read your chicken scratch. You read it.

Cabin of the Dark by Doris May Withers.

Truck broke down when I was on my way home, and along came a man speaking in

poems.

Thought he was nuts when he called himself Google con and he took me away

to his cabin of the dog At first I thought I was in a terrible mess, but

he's made me a lady even bought me a dress He taught me all sorts of things

from the very start he opened my mind and gave wings to my heart

First I just couldn't figure this funny man out

Then I realized he's teaching me what life's all about.

Like wanting things enough can make them come true.

I guess that's what he means by Xanadu.

Life on that farm was almost like hell.

Now I'm Queen of England, and my name's Christabel.

We dine on delicacies and plenty of fruit.

Then I dance for him as he plays me his flute.

I think he's been off the lonely a while.

He just needs a friend at whom he can smile.

What he doesn't know is he's got one in me.

And together we make awful nice imagery.

Didn't you like it?

I think it better teach her around.

You can teach anybody anything.

Only I'm glad it's me.

I don't know, but I know he saw the truck.

What do we do?

We? Yes.

You mean you want to go with me?

What good's it being smart in Penasco?

What good indeed, my lady?

Actually, though, it's very dark. Maybe we should wait till night.

But there'll be roadblocks. We could go the other way. Up over the mountains on

foot to Mexico.

All right.

Start packing your things.

Hold me. I'm scared.

No, don't be scared.

Don't be scared.

We'll try it for Mexico.

Are you getting, you know, all steamed up?

Me too.

It's okay, isn't it?

I don't know.

But you were married.

Yes, but I never...

I'm scared to.

You okay?

Mm-hmm.

And you?

Mm-hmm.

You better get ready to go now.

Go, with music sweet and loud, and take two steeds with trapping crown,

and take the one thou lovest best, to play thy harp and learn thy song,

and clothe thee both in solemn best, and over the mountains haste along.

Send the girl out alone.

She will not be harmed.

Then you come out, backwards, with your hands on your head.

Get down.

No, no, no.

Not the way to do it.

You've got to use your head.

But they can't do anything if I want to be with you, can they?

All the words she heard him saying Made sweet

music in the air If the music should stop playing

She knew he would not be there They were like strangers

on a carousel Their life could never blend

Because for strangers on a carousel The ride

must always end The ride must always end