Bunyan and Babe Page #3

and then the weird guy

said this weird word.

And then she shook his hand.

And then this other

guy was after me.

It was-- it was totally bizarre.

Eh, you can say that again.

There it is.

Yep, grew up so big it broke

right through into your world,

like a tunnel.

Whoa.

Let's get to climbing.

I can find my own way.

You don't need to walk me out.

I'm sure you can.

Truth is, I'm kind of interested

in seeing this forest again.

A lot of time has passed

since I've been here.

These were always

such beautiful trees.

Red pines, mostly.

Weren't they, babe?

Mmhmm.

Wait, I thought you

were a lumberjack

and you chopped trees down?

I did chop trees down.

Doesn't mean I don't

appreciate a good forest.

I'm happy to see

it's doing so well.

Thank you, mr gladstone.

It's a pleasure doing

business with you.

No, sir.

Thank you.

Where's the boy.

Uh, he got away.

What?

Get out!

He was really hard

to catch, boss.

Idiot.

You couldn't catch a cold.

Boss-- wait!

Wait!

Boss!

Wait for me!

There's grandpa's bike.

Oh man.

How am I going to explain this?

Any sign of the

man who chased you?

No.

He was driving a black car.

How far is it to your

grandparents' farm?

It didn't seem all

that far this morning,

but I had a bike then.

Paul!

Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul,

the kid is clearly traumatized.

First he was chased by a hoodlum

who is probably lying in wait

for him somewhere right now.

And then he loses his only

form of transportation.

I mean we've got to

escort him home safe.

It's the only

decent thing to do.

I know what the decent

thing to do is, babe.

Wait-- what the

heck is that noise?

What were those things?

Oh, they sure stink.

I guess they didn't have cars

the last time you were here,

huh?

Cars?

Ooh.

Hello, can I help you?

I am a salesman, madam.

I've got a great deal on

these brand new flashlights.

I'm sure you've never

seen anything like them.

Well, I'll be.

Will you look at that.

What's that grandma?

Oh, Whitney, come

look at this toy.

It's not a toy.

What the--

ah, who's this fellah?

He's selling flashlights.

What?

Flashlights!

They're so cute.

How much for two?

Um, there's not really

any wagons anymore.

It's all cars.

Here comes another one.

Looks like an rv.

Um, who's arvey?

Boy are they going to

freak out when they see you.

What do you mean freak out?

Like surprised, and

scared, and shocked,

and you know-- freaked out.

Why?

Because you're both giants.

And you can talk.

That is not at all

normal up here.

He's right, babe.

Keep your mouth shut.

Well, what about

the giant part?

Here, do this.

What are you doing?

Trust me on this.

Don't blink.

Don't breathe.

They'll think you're a statue.

Why would they think that?

Because there's statues of you

and babe all over the place.

Statues?

Oh, look at those.

They're so lifelike.

We've got to stop

and get a picture.

We've already taken pictures of

umpteen different Paul bunyans.

How many more do you need?

"I was

sitting stinking like a good dog

drinking in the lap of my farmer

after all day working sedated

I work well day to day."

Dad, come on.

Isn't this the same one

that we saw in Maine?

"Awaken.

My head is aching."

They're so lifelike.

"Loving pink

sky thank god I'm plowing."

Who's that one I wonder?

"Ease my pain

i work so well dumb down."

Oh!

Who knows?

Must be someone famous.

Take the picture, honey.

Time's a wasting.

Hold it, hold it.

Get closer together--

"I'm a

good dog, me and may habits,

but I can't contain I ain't

never caught a rabbit."

Psst.

Beat it.

Where's teepee?

Everyone settle down.

Your mother's trying

to take a picture.

"Hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey."

Put a smile on your face.

Oh, come on.

"How could

that boy with everything that

he's got--"

hold it.

Ok.

"Walk his own

momma to the chopping block?"

All right, everyone

back in the rv.

"Hey,

hey, hey, hey, hey."

We're on a schedule here.

"Wouldn't

you flip if your dog started

talking?"

Will you

beat it, you mutt!

Blah!

"Wouldn't

you trip if on two legs he was

walking?"

Ahhh!

They're moving!

They're talking and--

oh, get me out of here!

Get me out of here!

"I was in the

barn happy and willing 'till I

looked up at the house and i

got these feelings."

Yeah, ok.

Yup.

Glad you two think my

humiliation is hilarious.

I bet nobody uses your

statue as an outhouse.

Oh there it is.

That's my grandparents

from over there.

All right.

This is as far as we go.

You should tell your

grandparents about those men.

They sound like outlaws.

I will.

Thanks for getting me back.

Aw, can't we stick around for

a while, have a little look see?

No.

We're heading back.

Ah, for Pete's sake, Paul!

Why do you always have

to be such a killjoy?

Whoa-- uh-- oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh, what did I do?

It's not you, kid.

Whoa!

Oh!

Oh!

What's the matter with you now?

It's my back.

Oh, oh, my back!

Oh!

This hurts!

You could come to the

barn and rest if you want.

Perfect!

Ha, ha!

What?

I haven't carried that

axe in years, Paul.

I forgot how heavy

that thing is.

Whoah.

Can't you let your old buddy

babe rest for just one night?

One.

Night.

Tomorrow we go home-- no

arguing and complaining from me.

No one will see you if

you stay in the barn.

I won't tell my grandparents.

Come on, Paul,

old buddy old pal.

Please?

Sorry it took me

so long, grandpa.

Huh?

What do you mean?

It's just that I saw this

weird guy at the store,

and then this other guy chased

me into the forest and made me

wreck the bike, and--

yeah, yeah, that

sounds like fun.

But you gotta keep it down now.

Grandma's asleep.

Now you kids had better

get some rest, too.

Tomorrow's a big day, you know.

Let's see, what

have we got here.

Six and-- ha ha!

Six and a half feet, Travis!

I'm gonna dream of

blue ribbons tonight!

Hope you guys are hungry.

I raided the fridge.

Travis, I still can't

believe you didn't

let me go into town with you.

And I can't believe you

didn't get back here in time

to help grandpa move the

cabbage onto the porch.

Do you know how much

that vegetable weighs?

Whitney, just calm down.

I will not.

That cabbage was like

5,500,000 pounds!

I can't believe what an

incredibly inconsiderate

jerk you are being.

Uh!

Paul, this is my

sister, Whitney.

He's extremely big.

He's like a giant.

You're like a giant!

Whit, this is Paul bunyan.

Ahem.

Oh, uh, yeah.

And this is babe.

My pleasure.

He can talk?

Yup.

He's a talking ox.

Talking blue ox.

Ok.

Hold that thought.

I don't know what kind of joke

you're trying to play on me,

but it's not funny.

That man there must

be over 15 feet tall!

And animals can't talk.

Whit, that's Paul

bunyan and babe the ox.

Talking blue ox!

They're tall tales, Travis--

really tall tales in this case.

Meaning myths.

Meaning make believe.

Hello?

Grandpa said tall tales

grow out of true stories.

Look at Davy Crockett.

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