Bunyan and Babe Page #2

making everything all right.

All right,

all right, all right.

It's time to

wake up on the sunny side.

It's time

to wake up on the sunny side."

Whatcha doing, grandpa?

Oh, Travis, my boy.

You snuck up on me.

Oh, sorry grandpa.

Can you run into

town for me, Travis,

on official county

fair business?

Sure.

Go to Mundy's general store

and pick up a tape measure,

a long one.

I think we have ourselves

a real contender here.

You got it, grandpa.

You're a champ.

You are a champ.

Just look at you.

Hey, where are you going?

Errand in town for grandpa.

Oh, can I come too?

Do chickens have lips?

What?

Of course not.

They have maxillary and

mandibular beaks, why?

Later, nerd face.

Humph.

Can I get you gentlemen

something to drink?

We have root beer, sassafras

tea, or PR-prune juice.

Just tell Norman

his brother is here.

Oh, you're Mr.

blandsford's brother.

Lamentably, yes.

What is it, Iris?

Your brother is

here to see you, sir.

Oh!

Hoo.

Hello, Bob.

Blackstone.

My name is blackstone.

What, off-stage too?

That's ridiculous.

It's my name.

What's with that stupid accent?

Is that supposed to be British?

We're from Philly,

for crying out loud.

Come on-- if you don't

drop the theatrics,

I can't take you seriously.

Funny, I was under the

impression you needed my help?

Right, fine.

Ok.

Down to business.

I need...

That.

The parking lot?

Don't be smart, I'm

talking about the property

I need to acquire.

Everything you see

past that gate--

the town, the farms,

that's what I need.

Right.

I'm off.

Good luck with that.

You just got here, Bob.

It's blackstone, Norman.

Don't make me tell you again.

You know I've never cared much

for your little real estate

deals, so I don't

know why you would

think I'd be interested now.

Can't you just

listen for one second?

Hm.

I've tried everything

with these people.

I've tried making offers

they can't refuse.

I've tried muscle.

But no one wants to sell.

One of them has even

started picketing.

I need that town.

And so I need you to

do whatever mumbo jumbo

it is you do to get

people to do things

they don't know

they're doing and then

make 'em think they

wanted to do them.

I believe the word

you're thrashing

about for is hypnosis.

Whatever.

Will you help me or not?

Hypnotize people into signing

over their property to you?

Oh, well I suppose I could,

if the price was right.

Here you go.

And tell your granddad

i said good luck.

I will Mrs. Mundy, thanks.

Mhm.

Keep

your eyes peeled.

Mhm.

Would you happen

to be Mrs. Mundy?

Yes.

How can I help you, sir?

Hello, I represent

blandsford development--

I've already told Mr.

blandsford I'm not interested.

That's final.

Oh, I think you'll reconsider.

Ever seen one of these?

Hm, uh, ooh.

I don't believe I have.

Hm.

Mhm.

Oh, hm.

Now maybelle, if you would

just please sign your name here.

And here, here, initial here.

Lovely.

Now then maybelle,

when I snap my fingers,

you're going to wake up.

You will feel proud and

happy to have made this deal.

Zob, key, boz.

Oh, thank you sir,

thank you so much.

No dear, thank you.

You there, I'd like

a word with you, boy.

Uh oh.

Get back

here, you little urchin!

The scoundrel!

The brat saw me.

Get after him!

Right, boss.

Get after him!

Oh no.

Whoa!

Nice moves, kid.

Not again.

"I'm

not running away."

Hello.

Thanks, come again.

Come back soon.

You!

You get back here.

--Here,

kitty, kitty, kitty.

I'm gonna find you,

sooner or later.

Huh?

Hm?

No, no, no.

Get out, get out.

Come on.

Oof.

I know you're up there.

Whoa ugh, ooh!

Hoo. Whoa!

Whoa, whoa!

Oof.

Phew.

Oh my-- ugh.

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody here?

Whoa.

Fee fi, fo, fum.

I can't remember the

rest of that rhyme.

Something about

grinding up your bones.

Easy there.

I didn't mean to scare ya.

Me and my stupid jokes.

Sorry, I just

haven't had a chance

to use the "giant"

gag in a while.

Hey, how's that

bump on your head?

Must be feeling ok if

you were able to get down

from that chair.

That's one heck

of a jump for you.

Do you understand me?

Good.

I'm Paul, by the way.

Paul bunyan.

You must be hungry.

I'm gonna whip us a

bunch of pancakes.

How's that sound?

What's your name?

T-Travis.

Travis barclay.

Well Travis, my guess is

you're a long way from home.

I found you knocked out

underneath one of those oaks

over yonder.

From the looks of

the trek you made,

I'd say you slid down

a hollow tree root.

Am I right?

Yeah I think so, yeah.

I know where you're from.

And I know how to get you back.

Don't worry.

Let's get some

food in you first.

You're really Paul bunyan.

That's right.

I'm coming!

Keep your flannel on.

Oh, hey now.

A tiny kid?

Hah, where'd he come from?

Fell out of that root up-river.

Out of the root?

Well that means he's from--

that's right.

And that's where

he's going back just

as soon as he's

had some breakfast.

But he just got here.

Aww, there's so

much to talk about.

Eat your pancakes,

babe, then saddle up.

Saddle up?

Really?

I'm not a mule.

You know, you'd think after

all this time together, he

might treat me like an equal.

But no.

Saddle up.

Humph.

That's why my back's all out

of whack in the first place.

I really can't believe this.

How is this possible?

Maybe I'm dreaming.

Oh what are you

trying to figure out?

I thought you were a folktale.

Hah, don't tell me

you've never seen an ox.

I've seen an ox before, just

not one that was blue and giant

and could speak.

Plus the stories about you are

from a really long time ago.

You should be really old,

like 100 or something.

We're giants, kid.

We're three times

bigger than you.

And we live three

times longer than you.

That's how come we've still got

the youthful good looks, huh.

What is this place anyway?

This here is red river

valley, where we were born.

Paul and I moved back here

when he gave up the logging,

and-- well, haven't been

back to your world since.

Boy, I bet it's really

something now, huh?

All the changes, the inventions,

the modern conveniences.

I mean what are people

doing for fun these days?

I don't know, tons of stuff.

Like what?

What's your favorite pastime?

Sometimes I go to the mall.

The mall?

Haha.

What is that?

What do you do there?

I hang out with friends

and, you know, just chill.

You chill?

Not "chill" chill,

like "brr chill".

More like, just, "chill out".

Hm.

Chill out, huh?

Afraid I don't see the

fun in that, but hey,

who am I to judge?

So, Travis, mind telling

me how you ended up

falling through that root?

Well I was at the general

store on an errand,

and then this weird

guy came in, and then

this other guy chased me in.

And I ran into the forest

and hid in this tree trunk.

And then I slipped and--

someone chased you?

Why?

Who were they?

I don't know.

Miss Mundy-- the

owner of the store--

she was signing these papers

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