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There is war in this forest.

Not a war that has been fought

or one that will be,

but any war.

And the enemies who struggle here

do not exist

unless we call them into being.

This forest, then,

and all that happens now,

is outside history.

Only the unchanging shapes of fear

and doubt and death

are from our world.

These soldiers that you see

keep our language and our time,

but have no other country but the mind.

Do you think they're looking for us?

It's one of ours all right.

He can't see us.

But maybe they saw our plane back there.

There isn't much left of it to see,

unless it's still burning.

Even if they could spot us,

there isn't anything that they could do to help us here.

Yeah.

Six miles behind the enemy lines.

Well, that's not too far.

Not too far?

In those six miles,

there's probably thousands of guys

and every one of them was taught to shoot

at uniforms like this.

If you're so worried about that,

why don't you keep your voice down?

I'm not worried.

What's going to happen, Lieutenant?

Somebody around there saw our plane go down,

they might be looking for us in the woods already!

I know.

We certainly can't set up housekeeping

in this neighborhood.

Fletch?

Huh?

How do you feel now, Fletcher?

Just a little dizzy, but I'm all right, I guess.

It's just...

What's the matter?

Well, it's hard to explain.

Like I have a new head I have to get used to.

At first, when I crawled away from the plane,

I didn't know who you fellas were.

Everybody was a stranger.

I thought...

Well, maybe it's the spot we're in.

I'd feel a lot easier

if our arsenal was better stocked.

Isn't very much.

Too bad you fellows didn't get your rifles out of the plane.

Oh, come now.

A little fire couldn't hurt big boys like you.

Let's see what can be done.

Once you understand how a mousetrap works,

if you're clever enough,

you can use it as a springboard.

Here are the front lines.

From our position just before we crashed,

we should be in this general area.

Our own lines are here and we should be about here.

There's a river that runs east of where we are now, I think.

And that river cuts right through the front lines

and winds up on our side.

Now, as I see it,

we might be able to use our reconditioned mousetrap

on the river.

Is that your idea?

To go down the river?

Yes.

But how?

How can we get down it?

I can't swim very well.

And Fletcher...

We could do it on a raft.

At night.

Well, we'll never make it any other way.

It's suicide to try to walk out.

I wouldn't have the vaguest idea of how and where to start.

This way we could just cruise through together

in a few hours and arrive in one piece.

Now, by my computations...

Your computations.

With your brilliant figuring

that got us here in the first place.

McClellan, the mechanical difficulties

of an airplane are not subject to debate.

As a mechanic, you should know that.

It must be somebody's pet, it has a collar.

Nah, it'd make a better watch dog.

Seems friendly enough.

You lost, doggie?

Well, we can't use a mascot on this trip.

All right, Sidney, let him go.

He might try to follow us.

A barking dog would be a little awkward right now.

Well, hurry up, we don't have all day.

If no one has a better suggestion,

let's head for the river.

Some more animals might show up.

It's hard, one foot fights the other.

Faster, the sun is fast.

Get there, before it burns in the bushes!

- I could do it alone. - ..with this bunch of cripples.

- Nobody's safe here. - Are they watching me?

Blame who? I'll blame the...

Beaded on the straight, lost, I should look around.

- Getting hungry. - What's up?

- They're all scared. - How much is in back of us?

- How angry at each other. - Time for night soon.

Oh, the twigs cracking in my head.

We'll be paused for the night.

- Crash through my cell. - The bird was wounded!

- I don't run for no reason. - Wait!

What's going to hang from the trees tonight?

- Hurry! - I'm dying in the woods.

- Maybe I'm getting old. - Turn on the lights, please!

- I'm sinking in the woods. - Don't die here!

- They're scared. - Dark, we'll be dead.

All right, all right!

Lead them on!

After we get past this road,

the river isn't very much further.

Mac!

Get down on the road and take a look.

Maybe a parade is coming also.

You know, there's nothing so refreshing

as an afternoon out of doors in enemy territory.

It's really too bad that the sun

doesn't burn us green instead of brown.

Camouflage!

Mirage!

Hodge podge.

Well, if you see some strange faces

across the way, just wave to them casually

and try to look as native as possible.

We need some more vines.

I wish Mac would hurry back.

Do you really think we'll get back on this thing?

Why not?

It's only a short distance.

It's about...I'd say the distance between life and death,

to be exact.

Why do you always talk like that?

You keep saying things as if all this

is something you're watching from a window.

Don't you care whether we make it or not?

Oh, come on, Sidney.

We all care.

You know, people just have different ways of talking.

You'll get killed if we do.

- Don't you care? - Naturally, I care.

I have no greater passion to die than you have.

He's just a little upset and nervous, Lieutenant.

- I don't think he meant... - It doesn't matter.

I do prefer to remain alive,

but I'm sure I don't know why.

In fact, my hobby is collecting reasons.

It's something like collecting stamps.

All canceled stamps, of course.

- Lieutenant! - Huh?

Lieutenant.

Come here.

Bring your binoculars.

- What do you want? - I'd like you to see something.

Around the river bend.

- What? - I can't make out

exactly what it is,

but I think you'll be interested.

Come on.

I don't feel dizzy anymore,

but I didn't understand a word he said.

Yeah.

Maybe he's cracking up.

No.

No, some people just talk that way.

It's the way a preacher talks, you know,

only it's kinda sad and bitter.

- Not that I mean to judge. - He's not bad.

I guess I was upset to yell that way.

Sure.

Don't worry, we'll all get back and be ourselves again.

And don't you let anybody kid you.

Everybody's got a reason to live.

Else they'll pull the covers up over their head in the morning

and stay there till doomsday.

Gee, when I was younger, I used to do that every morning.

The whole family had to drag me out.

No, but that's when you're young.

When you grow up, you have to learn to face things.

And to answer to yourself about yourself.

It's not complicated like Lieutenant Corby said.

Why don't you ever talk like that in front of him?

Or even with McClellan?

Well...

I don't know.

Over there.

See?

Looks like some kind of small air strip.

Yes, you're right.

Lots of rank around.

It looks like a general!

Sure.

Sure.

A general!

He is a general!

Let's get back and help with the raft.

Mac, let's go!

All we need now is Huckleberry Finn.

This oughta see us through.

Yeah, it doesn't look bad at all.

- Hey. - Hey!

Should we make sure it floats?

Rafts always float.

It's unfortunate that we don't have

a distinguished bottle to christen it with.

Yeah, we could give it a name...

He must have seen us!

If we stay here, we'll get killed!

He's right.

We can't wait around here.

If they saw us, they may have radioed ahead.

Maybe a patrol's out already.

Well, let's get out of here.

It's starting to get dark.

I don't know.

Perhaps they didn't see us.

But it's too dangerous to wait here until we find out.

What are we gonna do? How are we gonna get back?

This is no time to discuss future policy.

- Come on. - We oughta camouflage the raft

in case we weren't spotted.

No time for that either.

Hurry up, let's go!

That plane must have landed down that house we saw before.

What's the difference?

There must be something big going on down there.

Sure!

Maybe the generals are having a convention tonight.

We didn't see this on the way to the river.

Well, we've been running in a new direction.

Whatever junk they're eating sure smells good.

Like mother's own.

Those guns look even more tempting

than the food does.

I've got an idea.

Look, no matter what we do from here on,

we're much better off with some guns.

We'd better hurry, there may be others around.

I'm gonna get some of that stew first.

Sidney, better grab something to eat.

It may be a long time till our next feast.

You better eat something.

How's the stew, Mac?

Kinda cold, but cold stews are all right.

Cold stew on a blazing island.

We've just made a perfect definition of war, Mac.

- That's cocky! - Of course, a blazing island

with a tempest of gunfire around it

that fans the blaze.

Perhaps if we could...

Shh!

Somebody must have heard us.

Grab those guns and let's get going.

Why did you have to shoot?

Forget it, let's move!

We spend our lives running our fingers

down the lists and directories,

looking for our real names,

our permanent addresses.

If we could live inside our skins

and never need to hide this being alone in a room...

Come on, Lieutenant.

...and never need to forget that you hate it this way.

No man is an island?

Perhaps that was true a long time ago,

before the Ice Age.

The glaciers have melted away and now we're all islands,

parts of a world made of islands only.

Hey, how long are you gonna hang around here?

It's hard to be sure where your island is

or what it's like while you're still fighting.

But it's harder afterwards.

Well, Lieutenant, what fancy schemes

for getting us out of here are you gonna drum up next?

We're in a fine mess now!

They must've found those guys back there

in the shack.

The woods must be crawling with patrols looking for us.

I'd give anything to trade places

with that dog we chased yesterday.

Seems like whenever people get in a hole,

they begin to get jealous of dogs.

I admit that our prospects aren't very cheerful.

But how about going back to see if our raft is still there?

Look, if we were spotted,

they'll have a trap waiting for us when we show up.

Well, it's a chance.

Trying to walk out is as risky today

as it was yesterday.

We'll scout around the river and make certain.

Then what?

Even if we find the raft there,

even if none of them are laying for us, then what?

Then we'll have to sit tight until it gets dark

and hope that we don't have a full moon.

We can sing old songs if we get restless waiting.

What's the matter, what's the matter, snookums?

I heard that they're cannibals.

So even if we get caught, you're pretty safe.

Leave me alone!

We may be in the woods, McClellan,

but let's try to remain civilized.

Yeah, I suppose you're right, Lieutenant.

Anyway, there won't be many days left

to be civilized in,

we stick around these woods much longer.

I have a feeling that by tomorrow,

we'll be out of all this.

One way or the other.

- She'll see us! - Shut up!

Don't be afraid.

We're not going to hurt you.

She's quite nice.

Don't you think so, boys?

What are we supposed to do with her now?

I've got a wife at home.

I'm afraid she's become our uninvited guest.

I must say I've had worse guests at better parties.

All right, Corby, all right.

Let's not forget where we are.

"Even though we're lost in the woods,

let's try to remain civilized."

Well, we can't stay here.

Shall we leave her fish here?

There'll be plenty.

What are you going to do with her, Lieutenant?

Give me your belt.

You too, Fletcher.

Please, don't beat her, she's scared like we are!

She doesn't even talk!

Get a grip on yourself, no one's going to punish her.

I simply want to tie her up.

Now give me your belt.

Let's hurry it up, my arm's getting tired.

Be careful not to hurt her.

I hope she doesn't start screaming.

She's a pretty little thing.

Why don't we just leave her here and get going?

Don't rush me.

If we can make her understand us,

perhaps she can tell us whether they found the raft.

Habla Espanol?

I'll handle this, Sidney.

I'm quite sure she wasn't educated abroad.

Now, let's see.

You... see... boat?

Our... boat?

Boat?

Yes, that's it, boat.

You... see... boat?

Don't tell me she doesn't even understand you.

No.

I'll gladly yield the floor

if you want the chance to try

your linguistic abilities.

If she can't tell us anything, let's let her go!

Sure, so she can run downstream

to that command post and tip our hand.

You kids and your ideas!

Maybe she was going there in the first place.

With the fish, you mean?

Sure.

A general gets what he wants for dinner, no matter what.

If it's fish caught or fresh strawberries

- or gold plates... - This is hardly the time

to become a revolutionary.

Let's forget about the command post

and whoever's in it and what their meals are like.

We oughta continue to see about the raft,

but we can't let her go yet.

Why? What she'd do to us?

If she could understand, she would have told you.

Mac already told you why.

Sidney, you'll stay here with the young lady

until we come back.

Here, take this.

You're going to leave me here?

Yes, I told you, to watch the girl.

You're going to make me stay and then not come back!

I know because of yesterday.

Stop that, you're acting like a child.

It's only for a little while,

and nobody's going to desert you.

Come on.

Of course, we'll come back.

Get a grip on yourself, kid!

Sidney, keep calm, kid!

And if we're not back by night,

just get in touch with her old man about a wedding.

Maybe you can settle down in a tree house

and raise some monkeys.

- Leave him alone, Mac. - Don't listen to him.

Remember you promised to come back, Fletcher.

I want you to stay here and keep an eye on her,

because she may prove very useful

if the raft has been discovered.

We'll be back in a couple of hours.

Now, just relax.

Don't get panicky.

See you later, Sidney.

I'm really glad they let me stay.

I'm not fooling!

Please, don't be afraid to like me.

Please!

That...that's why they let me stay.

They thought you'd like me.

The troops are gone and I can't go home!

Don't do that, don't move away,

it's not my fault!

I stopped them from beating you.

Don't scowl.

Watch, I'll make you laugh.

Look, I'm the general.

Hey! Hey, watch me!

Attention, the general is here, attention!

Glad to have you with us, sir.

Quite frankly, the situation is desperate.

I don't think I can cope with it alone.

Isn't funny?

Isn't it?

Orderly, more fat fish that the girl caught for me.

The general, I am the general!

You don't even smile.

What do you want?

Listen.

I'm lost.

Lost on this terrible island.

If you have to hate me,

please, try to like me also.

They must have been reading a magazine in that plane.

I wouldn't have believed it.

Mac, better take a look around the river bend.

Be careful.

We'll get to work camouflaging the raft.

I'm a little worried about Sidney

back there with the girl.

I don't like the way he's been acting.

You're not going softheaded

and thinking about taking her along with us tonight?

You're beginning to sound like Sidney.

No.

If she can bring three friends, perhaps.

But as it is, she'll remain lodged in the forest,

like we were.

A little peasant.

Don't you think the raft's a little small anyway?

For the four of us, I mean.

You know, the bigger the boat, the smaller the river.

I suppose it is.

If only there were time enough.

I would create an immense boat,

a splendid, seaworthy boat high as a tree

and fill it with animals, bushes, birds,

and anyone else worth saving.

A tremendous boat.

It would fly a pure white flag,

and on the bow, it would read in red, twisted letters:

Corby's Ark.

Naturally, I'd be Captain Corby then.

If they'd let me come along.

That must be the one that almost nailed us.

There he is again.

It's him!

A cocky little king.

And me holding binoculars like a lady watching an opera.

Binoculars.

Soon, he'll go into his palace

with all his iron lapdogs.

If only this was a rifle sight.

Then I could make the red eye

between his ears.

Then he'd see McClellan.

Girls always love stories.

But it's so hard to finish and wait for words.

You want to hear more?

Do you? Huh?

All right.

Then the spirit in magician's power

goes back to the island

and tells Miranda that her father's dead.

The spirit sings how he's dead at the bottom of the ocean.

His bones are coral,

his eyes are pearls,

and Miranda, her father's dead.

Dead!

Can't you understand anything?

Dead!

Dead.

Dead!

Now do you understand?

All clear?

Everything's all right.

I'd like to talk to you about that house.

What house?

That house down there.

The one where we saw that general yesterday.

Later on, Mac.

Right now, I'd like you to go back to Sidney.

I didn't like the way he was acting when we left.

I'm a little concerned.

- But don't you think... - Do as I say, will you?

As soon as we're through here, we'll join you.

I don't want anything to go wrong back there.

Here, brought you some water.

Now you like me, don't you?

I'll get you loose.

Just a minute.

You'll put your arms around me.

I know.

Wait.

I knew you'd like me.

Just a minute.

Don't run away!

Don't make me stay!

You're going to tell the general!

You're gonna tell him I made fun of him!

Come back!

Don't tell the general!

I won't let you!

Blood...blood...

No word.

It's just broken with blood.

What's the matter?

Where's the girl?

Answer me!

What have you done?

Tell me or I'll pound you to a jelly!

She was tired.

She went to lie down.

Over there.

Don't annoy her, Mac.

Come here!

It wasn't my fault!

The magician did it.

Honest!

Prospero the Magician!

First we're a bird,

and then we're an island.

Before, I was a general,

and now I'm a fish!

Hurrah for the magicians!

The river...

It's blood, Mac!

Cold...

Cold.

I'm going for a swim.

Come on in, Mac!

Listen to them...

It's blood!

What happened?

Where's Sidney and the girl?

He...

The kid must have gone out of his head.

When I got back, he... he was just laying there.

The girl's dead.

Over there.

He shot her.

Where is he?

He's gone.

He yelled something about

how the magician does it.

How before he was something,

and now he's a fish.

Before I could stop him,

he ran away towards the river.

He kept laughing and screaming.

He'll be captured, running around like that.

He could give us away.

I don't think he could tell 'em very much

the way he is now.

I just hope nobody figures out where those shots came from.

I shouldn't have left him here.

I could almost feel this was going to happen.

And yet, for some reason, I made him stay.

We can't do anything about it now.

We'll have to move again.

Nice spot near the raft would be the best place

to wait till night.

I guess there's gonna be more elbow room than I thought.

Yeah.

And I wanna talk to you about that house down the river

and the general.

- Kill him. - Yeah.

No, I won't hear any more about it.

I don't know what's gotten into you, Mac.

So you saw a general.

So what?

The raft is all set,

and in a couple of hours, we'll be on it.

Raft!

Raft, raft, raft!

Can't you see any further?

A general! Why, he...

How many times do we have to go over this?

Must I tell you again?

What's one of their generals to me?

He's cheap in my rate of exchange,

but our lives aren't.

Your rate of exchange.

You make me laugh!

If you had any guts...

Look, I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

Forget about the general for a minute.

What about the plane you saw?

That's right!

What about that plane?

We've already been over this.

It looks like a two-seater,

and with that small field for me to clear...

Look.

One of us can take that raft downstream to the field

when it gets dark

and start shooting to draw the sentries from the house.

The other two can plug that guy and get away in the plane

while I keep 'em busy from the raft.

You?

Sure, me.

They'd get you.

You'd never make it back alive.

Who else could do it the way I could?

You couldn't.

You'd be right at home

sitting down nice and comfortable in a cockpit,

looking down on what's going on.

Sure.

You'll recite a few sayings you picked up

and everything will be all right.

I'd just as soon make the trip back myself,

on a raft.

Do you think you'd have any chance at all

to get away with it alive?

I don't know...

I don't know.

Look, Corby.

Here I am.

I'm 34 years old.

I've never done anything important.

Nothing.

When this is over,

I'll fix radios and washing machines,

and they'll see.

Good boy, Mac.

That's all.

I don't care if they got a million generals.

There's one two miles from here.

If his hide's gonna keep me from going nuts like Sidney,

only in a different way,

I'm gonna put up my own hide.

But why should we?

The raft's still there.

As soon as it gets dark,

it can take us all back tonight.

Why should we stick our necks out any further?

Don't forget, our heads are attached.

But a general, Corby, think of it!

Are we gonna float by him like schoolgirls on a picnic?

Look.

If I draw 'em down to the river,

you and Fletcher can do the job and get away in a plane.

What do you say, Fletch?

Well, it's not that I wanna seem important.

Half the trouble in the world happens

because some people do,

but I think half the good things happen that way too.

If we could get away with it,

it would sure be better.

Oh, of course.

It's certainly better to get back with a scalp

than with a sob story.

You're perfectly right.

And we'd all be in good standing.

I...I don't know the words to say what I mean, but...

this is something for me.

Something...

Ah, sure, I guess we can all probably make it

back on that thing, but...

When you walk and walk through the woods

and then suddenly,

they dangle a general in front of you like magic,

and you know it's only for this once,

you can't turn your back on ‘em.

None of us asked to be here,

but we all have to gamble.

It's not as if we could refuse.

We had to gamble once we crashed.

That general raised the stakes

and we've been so lucky.

Why shouldn't we put up a little more than we have to?

What are you living for, anyway?

To make talk?

Why?

Why is your life so precious?

Why?

Can you tell me why?

Why?

They always corner me with that "why."

If I knew a decent answer to it,

I'd shout it,

I'd publish it,

write it on walls with chalk

and not need to split my face

smiling this way.

Why?

The only reason is to hunt for the reason.

But can I stand in the way of a man

with a reason to die?

You'll do it, won't you, Corby?

Do it for me.

You'll make it back safely, Corby.

I'll draw 'em all down to the river.

Do it.

Please.

I suppose there's nothing else that I can do.

Well, we have nothing to lose but our futures.

Okay, I guess we'll leave you now.

Remember, don't start for a half an hour.

If the plane isn't still there,

we'll have time to get back to you.

Don't worry, it'll be there.

Good luck, Mac.

See you soon.

Try not to get your feet wet.

You look out for your head.

Okay, fella.

So long.

Mac, I hope that sometime...

You talk too much.

I guess we both do a little.

Sometimes, talk is an indispensable medicine.

Yeah, but you get sicker later.

Good luck, Lieutenant.

I didn't really mean what I said before about guts.

Yes, you did, but don't let it bother you.

Take it easy, fella.

Yeah.

The plane's still there,

so I guess there is no really good excuse to go back.

I guess not.

Can you see?

Hold it, hold it!

Yes, there he is.

What time is it?

We have about 10 minutes before Mac begins.

Let's hurry!

Ahh! It's better...

It's better to roll up your life

into one night and one man and one gun.

It hurts too much

to keep hurting everyone else in every direction

and to be hurt with all the separate hates

exploding day after day.

You can't help it.

A curse buzzes out of your mouth

with every word you say

and nobody alive can tell which is which

or what you mean.

Yeah.

You try door after door

when you hear voices you like behind them,

but the knobs come off in your hand...

Come in!

Ah!

Where did you find him?

One of the men did down by the river.

He was very busy baying at the moon.

There, Proteus.

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

Staying away without leave for two whole days.

An officer should know how to control himself better.

Have a drink, Captain.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

You must never, never do that again, Proteus.

Don't you know that there are evil spirits without bodies

who roam the forests looking for unsuspecting dogs like you?

And that when you open your jaws to disturb the moon,

why, they leap into your mouth and possess you?

Then you could become a spy,

a murderer,

or even a traitor.

Not your dog, sir.

He knows his allegiance.

Have you been alert, Proteus?

Have you detected all the distant marchings?

Has your wet nose become aware of all the blood on the grass?

What else can you tell us beside your puppy-dog sadness?

I wish he could tell us where those enemy soldiers

from that wrecked plane are.

They've been bothersome for the last two days.

They'll soon grow tired of starving and being hunted.

Even Proteus grows tired of it after two days.

See that Lieutenant Proteus gets something to eat.

Yes, sir.

Nobody's gonna cry for me later

or cheer for me now.

Nobody else is me.

I know that.

Who else but me is buried under the chain

of everything I ever did?

I didn't mean any of it.

It was all wrong.

Aw, good riddance!

Oh, what a trade,

him for me!

What a thing to come to at the end,

like building a bridge

or stealing the crown jewels.

Thanks, General!

Thanks!

I'll take the tombstone if it's really mine.

Waiting...

Waiting to kill...

Waiting to heal...

Waiting to die...

Awaiting in the north

with four divisions.

One by one, the men turned black

as we waited for the last snowflake to dissolve.

Across the valley, our enemies blew on their cold hands

until no more breath came.

Then they were dead,

and they knew it.

We were so well-prepared for death

that the armistice was a mutual disappointment.

Now he's in his counting house,

figuring up the courses on his maps,

full of his supper.

Oh, they'll get him soon.

A duck in a shooting gallery,

and I'll be the wheel under all the ducks

and all the bull's-eyes.

Huh. I should talk.

The clay pigeon on a slow raft.

Frankly, I still become uneasy

when I find myself trapped,

directing the courses of frightened men.

I cannot quite admit that it is I who am creating

slaughter in this abyss,

or that I left the road,

that I ordered this or that.

I'm trapped.

What is a prison for me?

I make a grave for others.

To your health, sir.

Ah, it's the only way to finish up.

Alone, like the North Pole

in the middle of the night.

The river is helping me out of my life.

Sometimes, these maps...

Sometimes, as I look at these maps,

I wonder if my own grave isn't being planned.

Here...

or here...

or here.

No more Sundays.

No more a thousand things.

I'm a little scared, though.

Just a little...

like kissing my great-grandmother

when she was dying.

Come on out of your tents,

you half-witted cannibals!

I wonder what those lost fellas

must feel like now.

I missed him,

I think he's only wounded!

Come on.

We have to finish him off.

But they stopped shooting at the river.

They'll be here any minute.

Look!

I surrender!

Come on, let's go!

Please.

Please, we don't have any time.

You going back?

Can I come?

- Huh? - I won't be any bother.

Sure, kid.

Hop on,

there's plenty of room.

You tired?

Yeah.

Thanks a lot for stoppin'.

There was so much noise in there...

All right, Mac.

You rest.

I'll be quiet.

You know?

I lost my watch!

Mac, look, don't close your eyes!

The trees!

They're naked!

They're naked, Mac!

Wow!

And what happened to the sergeant?

I don't know, sir.

He might make it.

Sir, with your permission,

I'd like to go down to the river

and watch for him for a while.

Yes, sir, the same goes for me.

You both certainly have the right to it, if you wish.

Do you think he'll come back?

I don't know.

I'm not sure yet whether even we've come back.

I think we've all traveled too far

from our own private boundaries

to be certain about these other things anymore...

or to come back to ourselves.

Part of me is glad, but...

Yeah.

I'm glad in a way, too.

And I feel free all of a sudden.

But somehow, I don't want what I wanted before.

I know it's good.

There's nothing else I can want.

I'm all mixed up.

I wish I could want what I wanted before.

Does your head bother you?

No, it's something else, it's...

What's that?

I guess I'm not

built for this.

Nobody ever was.

It's all a trick we perform

when we'd rather not die immediately.

Come on!

Those are pearls that were his eyes...