Don Peyote Page #5

Wait a minute.

Sweetie?

Warren?

Honey?

Oh, my... Warren?

Honey?

Can you hold these for me?

I...

All right.

Honey? Oh, my God.

War?

Honey, wake up.

Food for thought

for thoughtful fools.

I tell you what.

I tell you what.

First one to the eternal beyond

is a rotten egg.

The last one has to eat it.

Oh, yeah

I woke up today

In a pool of

my own blue vomit, yeah

I took the last flight on the

back of a carpet

Yeah

Don't ask me my name

Faces looking strange

Life is just a game,

and I don't give a damn

Yeah

'Cause I'm a little bit drunk

and I don't know where I am

Hell

'Cause I'm a little bit drunk

and I don't know where I am

Excuse me.

Excuse me, miss.

Can you tell me where I am?

I said excuse me.

Stronger than death

Hyah! Ha.

- Hyah.

- All right.

This is the part of the trip

I dig the most.

No, no, wait.

This is the part of the trip.

It's when I flop around

like I'm on peyote and...

When I flop around

like I'm on peyote.

Hyah.

Hey.

Ho.

Ho.

Hyah. Ho.

Hey. Ho.

Ah, baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Ah, baby, it's all right Baby,

it's all right

Ah, baby, it's all right

Baby, it's all right

Ah, baby, it's all right Baby,

it's all right

Ah, baby, it's all right, baby,

it's all right, baby, it's all right

In primal cultures,

rites of passage...

are often painful,

humiliating and violent...

as the old persona is literally

destroyed to make way for the new.

Homo sanctus.

The ritual initiation

is marked...

by the liminal state.

The time in between.

He's the one.

Hey.

What did you say?

Ah, sh*t.

Hey.

Hey. Hey, wait up.

Hey. Frickin'

freezing, man.

He's frickin'... Hey.

Hey, what...

Oh, my God.

He was between an identity

that was given to him...

by custom, convention,

law and ceremony,

and a new self

that awaited on the other side.

What did you say, man?

Hey, Warren.

What are you doing down here?

How do you know my name?

You shouldn't be here, man.

These freaks are all telepaths.

Let's not say he was mad.

No.

Let's just say he was lost

somewhere in the middle.

In the in-between.

He is the one.

He bears the mark.

He comes.

Homo sanctus.

Come here.

Let me show you something.

Get it together, Warren.

Whoa!

He comes this way.

He comes.

Did I just say that?

All hail Homo sanctus.

But first,

let's check his teeth.

No.

Wait. Guys. Hold on.

They say he is coming,

the broken man.

I'd keep out of his way

as much as you can.

Don't let him touch you,

whatever you do,

or you might catch

what he's got, too.

What's wrong with you people?

What did I do?

Oh, come on. Please.

Whoa. What is that

intoxicating... Hello.

Oh. Hi.

Oh. Whoa.

Excuse me, sweetheart.

I have a fiance.

Is this your first time?

First time doing what?

Hi.

Wow.

I think we will

really enjoy this.

Will we?

Do you have an appointment?

Appointment for...

Well, you must have

an appointment.

What goes on back there?

Homo sanctus.

Mmm.

Oh, gimme that

old time religion

Gimme that old time religion

Gimme that old time religion

It's good enough for me

It's good enough for you too.

I'm talkin' about the real

old time religion.

I'm talkin' about Ares,

God of warfare and bloodshed.

I'm talkin' about Shiva.

I'm talkin' about Kali.

Oh, holy mother Kali.

When she devours

your tainted carcass,

it is in her fecal matter,

in her black sh*t...

that you just might have a chance

of a spiritual redemption.

Homo sanctus.

I just wanna go home, man.

Not Homo sanctus.

You wanna be Homo sanctus,

you must go to Punta Maldanado.

Oh.

Punta Maldanado.

I must go to Punta Maldanado.

There you will meet the maestro.

There I will meet the maestro.

You will drink

the ayahuasca medicine.

You will be completed.

Then I will be completed.

Yeah. Other than some bumps and bruises,

you're totally healthy.

But why the extra exams?

Why do you care?

I need to ask you

these questions.

I wanna be, uh, healthy.

I got a big trip coming up.

Where you headed?

Punta Maldanado.

Ah, yes. Punta Maldanado.

It's lovely this time of year.

Well, if that's the case,

I'm gonna need to run

a couple of extra tests.

Sure, Doc. Just let me know

when I can get out of here.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

We will.

Okay.

Come on, Doc.

Time for lunch.

Has he exhibited

any homicidal...

or suicidal tendencies?

He put his fingers

in his mouth...

like he was trying

to blow his brains out,

but, I mean, I don't

think he really...

I don't know.

Okay.

I'm gonna recommend

we keep him here...

for 72 hours for observation.

- Get the chair.

- I'm with a patient.

The wedding is off, Warren.

Oh.

Hey.

I just can't

do this. Okay?

You need...

You need real help.

Yeah.

I mean, look at your face.

Oh.

If you could just...

Just take that back, please.

Come on.

I can't, Warrey.

Okay?

Ah. Yeah.

That's, uh...

That's probably for the best.

It's probably for the...

F***in' cold-hearted...

c*nt, slut, f***in' whore.

No. Sorry.

No, Warren.

Path of least resistance.

I'm not gonna go

down that path again.

I don't know

what happened to you.

You know what?

One of these days,

I'm gonna come back...

and I'm gonna...

I'm gonna save you.

If you're lucky.

Good-bye, Warren.

Come on. Karen!

Karen.

Are you aware that there's

a cataclysmic event coming?

12-21-2012.

Good-bye, Warren.

F***.

Well, don't say

I didn't "Warren" ya.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

No. No.

Come on, man.

Ow. My fingers.

Have a seat.

I'm just sitting?

Have a seat.

Okay, I'm just gonna sit.

Relax. Okay? Calm down.

It's gonna be all right.

Okay.

It's gonna be all right.

She loves you.

She loves you.

Hmm.

Mmm-mmm.

Ah.

I'm here.

Oh. Ah.

Hello?

Oh, sh*t.

I can smell you.

Hello?

Hello?

Oh.

Oh.

Hello.

Just a minute.

Shh.

Holy sh*t.

Warren?

Is that you?

Warren.

Whoa, man.

Are you telepathic?

It's me. Speed.

Your old friend.

Remember? I used to buy pot

from you in the East Village.

Speed?

Yeah. Speed.

Speed.

- What are you doing here?

- What are you doing here?

The party begins now.

Whee.

What is going on? Yeah, yeah. No.

I'm the captain of the ship, buddy.

The schizophrenics depend on me.

No way.

I am the gardener on the

front lawn of the bipolar.

Hey, dude, you want a hit?

No. There's doctors

and everyone.

Don't worry about the doctors.

They don't know sh*t.

Let's light this candle.

Just for old times' sake.

Come on. Don't get me too wasted.

'Cause then it's...

I don't know how it mixes

with the Thorazine.

We'll just...

We'll just try a little bit at first.

Oh, geez.

I am wasted.

You think I should go?

I certainly wouldn't stop you.

You don't think I'm insane?

Oh, what does

that word even mean?

F***. I don't know.

In this society,

this triumph of the blas,

how do you monitor sanity?

How long you, uh, park

yourself on a couch,

let the evening news

tell you what's real?

Yeah. Society... Culture's pretty...

pretty f***ed, huh?

It's like, uh, two choices.

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