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That's the ticket.

Got to cool the son of a b*tch off.

You done it now, Jordy Verrill!

You nunkhead!

Nunkhead! Nunkhead!

$200...

...for a broken meteor?

Mr. Verrill, you must be joking!

l wouldn't give you two cents!

Jordy Verrill, you nunkhead!

Verrill luck's always in.

And you spell that kind of luck, B-A-D!

Still, l got to try.

Meteor sh*t!

Maybe l can glue it together

in the morning.

Jesus Christ.

l'm sorry, Mr. Verrill.

These fingers have...

...got to come off.

This is going to be extremely painful,

Mr. Verrill.

Jordy Verrill...

...you nunkhead!

Boy, don't it itch!

Well, that's Verrill luck, all right.

Always in.

Always bad!

But there is a difference

between dreaming and doing.

The dreamersjust sit...

...and moon about how wonderful

it would be...

...if only things were different.

And the years roll on and they grow old.

By and by, they forget everything...

...even about their dreams.

I don't want to be like that.

I want to be somebody.

Everyone laughed at us,

as they did at all the other pioneers.

They said America would never

be anything but a wilderness.

We didn't believe that.

We were going to make a new country.

Besides, we wanted to see

our dreams come true.

Grandma, it must have been wonderful!

It was.

But don't you think for one single minute

that it was easy.

We burned in summer

and we froze in winter.

But we kept right on going

and didn't complain.

Because we were doing

what we wanted to do!

Can you understand that?

No!

No, no!

There you are, you sucker!

l knew you were in here some place!

Our next program, Let There Be Light.

Many ofyou have made

the great breakthrough...

...one giant step, the faith decision.

l needed that!

You then said, "My troubles are over!"

Not true!

Look up!

Lift up your head!

You will succeed!

Be confident of this one thing!

That God, who has begun

a good thing in you...

...will complete it!

Prerecorded.

l'm growing!

Oh, my God! What a dream!

Oh, no!

Not there!

Jordy?

Daddy?

Jordy!

But you're dead.

You've been dead...

...Christ, three years almost!

You ain't going to get

into that tub, are you?

lt's the water that it wants, Jordy!

Don't you know that?

You get into that water, Jordy...

...you might as well sign

your death warrant.

l'm a goner already, Daddy, ain't l?

l got the stuff from out of that meteor

on me....

And l'm gone.

Ain't l?

Daddy?

Daddy?

Oh, better!

Oh, that's much better!

And now, it's time for the Farm Report.

Sponsored by Granger Farm Supply...

...the home of all your feed

and farm supplies.

Grain prices closed,

having risen most of the session...

...in reaction to positive export news.

Please, please?

Please, God...

...let my luck be in!

Just this once.

Please, God...

...just this once!

And in today's weather...

...not much for the outdoor types,

but you farmers are going to love this!

The current 30-day forecast...

...released by the meteorological station

at Portland...

...calls for moderating temperatures

and lots of rain!

Castle County is going to turn green

so fast in the next month...

...that it's going to be almost miraculous!

Wentworth?

All right, all right!

-Wentworth?

-All right, l said!

That may work on TV, mister,

but l can bench-press 300 pounds.

Get your foot out of my door,

or you'll lose about half of it!

Don't call me "mister"!

You know damn well who l am!

Let's not play any games.

Get out of here!

Listen to me carefully, Harry.

Unless you let me in and talk to me...

...something very nasty will happen

to Rebecca.

So nasty...

...that your little mind

can barely conceive of it.

You've found out. All right.

Becky and l were going

to tell you pretty soon anyway.

Some of these cables are loose, Harry.

l'm surprised you didn't notice a change

in the quality of your picture.

You ought to be grateful to us.

lf you ever loved her, you don't now.

There won't be any alimony

or property settlement problems.

She just wants out.

l don't know whether l ever loved her

or not, Harry. That doesn't matter.

The point is l keep what is mine.

No exception to that rule, ever!

No exceptions, Harry.

Never!

What did you mean when you said

something nasty would happen?

You really should take better care

of this equipment.

At least get a maintenance cartridge.

Talk to me! Right now!

Take your hand off me, right now!

Fine.

l've got something l want you to hear.

Harry!

He's got me in....

Please, come!

Please!

He's got me in....

Ifyou don't come, the....

Please, Harry!

Please, come!

l had to stop it there.

l couldn't bear to record any more.

What have you done with her?

Tell me, you son of a b*tch, or l'll kill you!

Kill me and you'll never find out!

Now, don't get naughty.

lf l fall down on this floor

and hit my head on that hard marble...

...l could fracture my skull.

-Fine with me!

-Then you'll never know!

And believe me, Mr. True Love,

you'll want to know!

Because by 1 1 :
00 this morning,

it will be too late.

I love the ocean,

except when the tide is out.

Then it has that kind of rotten smell.

l just don't understand

what you're trying to prove.

l'm not trying to prove a thing.

lt may be on some subjects

that l'm not entirely sane.

The subject of what is mine,

for example, l'm not sane...

...at all!

This is Comfort Point.

l call my beach house Comfort Station.

ls that camp or kitsch, Harry?

That's stupid!

That's unkind, Harry!

Unkind!

l won't hold it against you.

Come on, up this way.

Harry!

Maiden-fair is waiting

for her knight in shining corduroy.

Come on.

Here's something l think

you'll find interesting.

You see that down there?

ls that...?

What?

The burial mound of my lady-fair?

lt could be.

Notice how the water creeps in?

Even when the tide is out...

...the water creeps in.

l don't know what you think you're doing!

This has gone just about far enough!

No, Harry. Not nearly far enough!

Now, if you're thinking

of becoming a hero...

...l suggest that you remember

the lady-fair.

Jump into that hole.

Then you force me to shoot you, Harry.

Sorry.

Good boy, Harry.

Now, Harry, l want you to kneel down...

...and start pulling the sand into the hole.

No way! Go ahead,

shoot me if you want to.

-You're not going to bury me alive!

-Not a bad idea.

Not exactly what l had in mind though.

All l want to do is incapacitate you,

then you can see Becky.

l don't believe you.

l always keep my promises.

And l do have the gun, don't l?

Help!

Yell all you want, Harry!

Comfort Point is very private! l own it all!

Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Nobody will hear you.

Nobody will hear anything!

Now, do what l told you!

Sort of like being buried

in wet cement, eh?

You can't move your arms.

You don't have any leverage.

Go ahead, try to move.

l could really...

...cover you all the way up,

couldn't l, Harry?

l could make Harry all gone!

Oh, no! No, no.

l wouldn't do that.

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