Behind the Waterfall Page #3

---

You sound just

like my mom.

Why don't you just

make him understand

that dad's never

coming back.

I know losing your

dad still hurts,

but i promise,

in time the

hurt will heal.

You may feel

like there's nothing

left to believe in.

Like there's a big empty

place in your heart.

What am i supposed

to put in there?

I wish

i knew, becky.

I wish i knew.

Good morning to ya.

And what

have we here?

A metal detector!

A machine that...

my, what a good idea!

And that's not all.

A map,

so we know where

we've searched.

Aren't you

the smart one?

I'm glad you're

on this hunt with us.

Look!

Here's where we are

at the edge of the woods.

We've got all this

area here to cover.

Whoa...

that's a

lot of area.

Well, if you've got

something better to do?

No.

Tommy, today

you're the leader.

Where we gonna go?

That way.

All right, then...

onward!

it's heard on the wind

and the wings of summer.

softly it sings

ta-loo ta-lee.

echoing sweetly

as we once wondered

where can we find

the answers we seek?

so sweetly

its melody shows the secret

to all with

a broken heart to heal.

it's found in the dreams

of the child that seeks it

the end of the rainbow

is always so near.

look to the sky

when your heart

feels like flying.

race with the clouds

til the sun sets.

look deep inside

when it's joy that ye seek.

it is easy

when you but believe.

when looking

through eyes of imagination

all that surrounds

you blossoms anew.

from fields of clover

to sweet carnation

the colors of life

now burst into view.

so tarry awhile

in this land enchanted

found in that

place deep within.

there you'll find peace.

there you'll find joy.

it is waiting

if you but believe.

open your eyes

and believe.

we've covered

a lot of ground.

I think it's

time for a rest.

How about under

this fine house?

It's

not a house.

It's our tree.

Your tree,

is it?

Looks like a fine

solid house to me.

Tommy?

Looks like

a tree to me.

Let's take a seat

under your tree.

Come on, help the

old man down here.

Easy does it.

Oh, my goodness.

Well,

i can see you two

are going to need

a little help.

What are these?

Training wheels for

your imagination.

Someday

you won't need them,

but for now put them on.

All right now,

both of you,

close your eyes.

Alex, you're no

longer a little girl,

but a sweet,

gentle squirrel.

And Tommy,

you're a little bird,

a beautiful blue bird.

Now think.

Both of you think.

Now, squirrel,

open your eyes,

and what do you see?

I see grass...

really tall grass.

And bluebird,

open your eyes.

Tell me what you see.

I see brown, just brown.

It can't be just

brown, must be something,

sometimes

you have to stand

back to see the truth.

The tree!

Aye, the tree!

Squirrel,

do you see the tree?

Uh huh.

Okay,

both of you

up the tree.

What do you see?

Explore the tree.

Squirrel,

you've come to a hole.

Take a look inside.

Tell me

what you see.

It's my house!

Ahh,

your house is it?

Bluebird,

can you find your house?

Found it!

All right,

you can come down now.

Now tell me,

what are you

sitting under?

A house.

A house.

You can take your

glasses off now.

Alex, i'm sure if you

imagined hard enough

you could see things

from a squirrel's

point of view,

but you didn't

actually become one.

Do you understand?

I guess so.

But how could

it seem so real?

I don't know.

But there's always

a logical, rational,

explanation,

even if

i can't think of it

right now.

Okay?

Bye, honey.

Bye, mom.

Bye, rick.

Bye, Alex.

Do you always tell her

there's a rational

explanation for everything?

Oh, sure.

It's disquieting

to kids to give them

all sorts of fantastical

explanations and silly

reasons for things.

It makes

them unsure.

But what about

the things you

can't explain?

We won't be

too late.

Take your time.

I get paid

by the hour.

Yeah. Well?

Look, nothing's

come up, yet.

Yeah,

but it might.

Then what are you gonna do?

ll-de-di, ll-de-di,

ll-de-di...

what are

you humming?

Oh... that's a

tune the fairy king

plays on the faeden.

C'mere, c'mere.

Listen,

can you hear them?

Who?

The fairies,

of course.

I don't

hear anything.

Nothing?

Just the birds.

Aye, the birds

and the wind

through the trees

and the animals

rushing through the field.

During the day,

the fairies play along with

the sounds of the meadow

and at night to the

crickets and the owls.

If you listen

very carefully,

you can hear them.

Well, come along now.

But be careful!

Don't let their

music distract you.

If you're

not very careful,

they could lure

you into a fairy ring.

A fairy ring?

Aye,

step in one of those

and the fairies

will have you dancing

to their tune

for seven years.

[Clears throat]

Hee, hee, hee!

ll-de-dl-de-

dl-de-di...

whoo! I think i'm

caught in a fairy ring.

Tommy, can you

help me, please?

Alex, do you think you

can pull us out of here?

You're kidding!

Oh, i wish i was there.

You're not going

to believe what i'm looking at.

My deranged brother

and my misfit cousin

are dancing around with,

get this, a leprechaun

they caught yesterday.

Don't ask.

I wish i was

anywhere but here.

What about

the faeden?

The what?

The faeden.

We were looking

for the faeden.

Oh,

that's right!

Look, we're safe now,

and it's all because of you.

What did i do?

You reminded us

of our goal

and it broke

the fairies' spell.

Let's sit down.

How come?

You see, fairy rings

only work on people

who've forgotten

what's important

in their lives.

Once they

do that,

the fairies have them

chasing here and there

after

frivolous things,

running around

in circles and

going nowhere.

Why would

they do that?

Because fairies

love to laugh.

You must admit,

we looked pretty silly.

We outsmarted

them that time,

but i think

we'd better

mark the map

so we don't venture

into that ring again.

We were right

about there,

don't you think?

I think we've covered

enough ground for

one day, don't you?

Tell me,

do you still

hear the music?

Yes.

ll-de-di...

la-la-la-la-la-la-la...

[humming]

What are you

humming, honey?

I'm humming

to the fairies' music.

The what?

The crickets

and owls and

the wind.

Ohh.

[Grinding garbage disposal]

Darn.

Maybe

a fairy did it.

Maybe a chicken bone

fell in.

See? A bone.

No fairy.

Maybe a fairy

put it there.

A fairy didn't

put it there.

I did.

Probably because i

wasn't paying attention.

Maybe a fairy

distracted you.

A fairy

had nothing

to do with this.

Alex, you

know better.

There are no

such things

as fairies.

But how do

you know that?

Because, i say so.

Now enough

of this nonsense.

Well, because...

there's no scientific

evidence they exist.

Not yet,

but where would we be

if people didn't believe

in creatures so small

you couldn't see

them with your eyes.

They were laughed at.

Gosh,

i'm tired, Alex.

And, who tells you

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes