Arizona Dream Page #5

Then I'd jump off the roof...

...and I'd fly.

While everyone in the neighbourhood

was sleeping...

...I'd be soaring around...

...looking through their windows...

...flying...

...and resting in the trees.

I always knew I could...

...I never told them.

Once someone knows, they can make you fall.

They can make you fall. They can...

...make you...

They can...

After I'm big,

I may start acting weird.

I may even stop returning phone calls,

dressing in all black...

...fancy restaurants, the whole shtick.

I want you to keep me in perspective.

Do that for me.

- Paul, you already wear all black.

- Listen! You know what I mean.

I just can't become a slave to my...

to my career, to my success.

- I have to stay myself.

- I think she likes me.

- I mean, did you see how she looked in my eyes?

- The great Paul Leger!

I started thinking

about Paul's garbage theory...

...about the male organs producing the certain amount

of proteins when a beautiful woman looks at you.

And if she keeps on looking...

...your organs producing extra protein,

so deadly...

...that if you put one drop

on the tip of an arrow...

...it could kill

a f***ing rhinoceros in 2 seconds.

I started to think

what I wanted her to think...

...I looked in her eyes...

...and bingo!

She was mine.

Paul swears that cavemen used this

deadly technique since time began...

...and that it was the deadly male protein

that killed the dinosaurs, not the ice age.

I think Paul saw it in a movie once,

and convinced himself it was true.

That's how Paul escaped

whenever there was danger.

And that's just what he did

the next day.

I never really paid much attention

to Paul's garbage theories.

But after a while,

I realized he was right.

I felt the proteins running through my body

like broken glass, I didn't know what to do.

I thought I was gonna go blind, so I tried to keep all

these proteins busy by making a flying machine.

I've never built a flying machine

before, but how hard it could be?

The proteins were making things fly in my

head, so I was kind of off to a good start.

And the more I worked on it,

the more I was sure it would fly.

I just kept telling myself over

and over again:
It's gonna fly.

I never thought it could happen

that love hit me like an elephant...

...and I was thrown

into a jungle of dreams.

My mother was all wrong

about magnetic pulls in the world.

There was only one pull,

and she was lying on my back.

It was wrong to say I was "falling in

love," because I never felt any weight...

...because I was really "flying in love,"

for the first time in my life.

- Hi, Axel.

- Hi, Grace.

It's beautiful morning out,

isn't it?

- Yes, it is.

- Yeah.

Hey! Go on, sit down.

I'll do this.

- Cereal?

- Huh?

Cereal!

Sure.

- I made some coffee for you.

- Great, thanks.

Did you f*** her?

What?

My mother.

Did you f*** her?

No.

You... liar!

I can smell her on you.

You're not the first,

did you know that?

Could I have some milk?

She's had a lot of young ones like yourself,

she eats you up like chocolates.

A spoon?

Could I have a spoon?

Do you know she does it till she's

done in a whole box of chocolates?

She sticks her finger down her

throat, and it all comes back up.

- You must have done really well in school.

- Straight A's.

- Food!

- Good!

Food! Hungry!

- I'm kind of hungry.

- Hungry!

- Very good.

- Good... Thirsty? Yes.

Two... one... go!

Almost!

- You ever thought about leaving?

- Only about a million times.

Why don't you?

I am. Very soon,

I'm going to Papua New Guinea.

- Ever thought about Alaska?

- Oh, why would I go... why would I go there?

It's very beautiful.

Very beautiful.

In my dream... You know, the movie dream?

There was this place on the Bering Sea.

It's completely flat, and really,

really quiet, you know?

Not even the wind whistling, because there's

nothing for the wind to whistle against.

And there's a boat...

...and then...

- ...and then, you know, there's the Eskimos.

- Yeah, the Eskimos!

You know what the Eskimos do with their

old people? Push them out on ice floes to die!

- No!

- That was just said...

No, they don't do that!

Elaine, I was trying

to tell you the other night.

Eskimos believe that

even though you die...

...you're never...

...really dead.

What are you then?

Um... You're infinity.

See, they believe that when

the physical suit of skin dies...

...it becomes part of the earth...

...but your soul...

...keeps going, you know...

...into other things like... um...

...trees...

...or fish...

...or rocks...

...or even other people, who are

actually, at that point, you.

What if you don't like

what you turned into?

Um...

Sh*t!

You just wait. Wait a few years,

then you turn into something else.

And love works

the same way as so like...

...if... if you and I

went down in a plane crash...

...that would be okay, because

our souls would keep going, you know?

And we'd love each other over and

over, from place to place, because...

...because it's infinity.

- And you wanna go there with me?

- Yeah.

We would love each other

over and over, for infinity.

Elaine...

...we're going to the Bering Sea,

we'll be in love, and we'll never die.

Never die. Leave tomorrow,

we can leave right now.

Okay.

Good afternoon.

- Hope we're not disturbing anything.

- What are you doing here, Leo?

- Axel, is that how you say hello?

- Just hold it.

Mrs. Stalker, nice seeing you again.

Axel, want you to get your

things together, we can get going.

I'm not going anywhere, Leo.

I bet you're gonna come.

- Paul, just hold it, alright?

- Alright.

- Hello, darling.

- Mrs. Stalker, if we could... um...

...just be privately for a moment?

Yes.

- So you're working on the old airplane, huh?

- Don't touch it!

Oh, I'm sorry.

Axel, I'm sorry.

Yes. Great.

Great. Great.

Don't you think... um...

...maybe you should be with your sick uncle,

instead of playing co-pilot with the nutcase here?

- You know, this whole airplane...

- What did you say?

- ...you know the airplane thing...

- What did you say?

You know what this is for her?

Wanna know what this is for her?

- This is a job like a prescription.

- The name?

- What was the name?

- This is a prescription.

What was the name you called her?

What was the name you called her?

- Oh, I called her a name, right?

- Yeah.

- Just now...

- I mean...

What did I call her? I can't remember.

I think I called her...

I remember... Psycho!

I called her psychopath, right?

Psycho!

When you gonna get it, Axel?

- Ah... Nothing like freshly brewed coffee.

- It's instant.

I knew that, Mrs. Stalker.

I don't like conflict.

- No one said you did, Mr. Smiley.

- Sweetie. It's Sweetie.

And I know that

no one said that I did.

That's right, but we should

get down to business.

We don't have any business,

Mr. Smiley.

- Swe... Sweetie.

- Sweetie.

- Try that. Sweetie.

- Sweetie.

Good.

Very... very nice.

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