Flatland Page #9

it has been unanimously resolved

by the Grand Council that on the

first day of each millenary,

all such apostles of the Three Dimensions...

shall be imprisoned and

executed three days hence.

Tell your mother. Tell your mother I'll be back.

Tell her I had to go see your Uncle B.

Dead, all dead!

- Halt! Who goes there?

- I'm A Square, Attorney At Law,

here to see my client, B Square!

- Allow me to pass in the name of the Law!

- No one's allowed in!

Get out of here you pest!

- A Square! EEE! EEE! EEE! A Square!

- Mrs. B! Are you okay?

- Children! Say hello to your Uncle!

- Hello, children.

Children, go play off to the side.

They won't tell me what the charges are!

They won't let me in!

-- What's going on, A?

- I need to get in there.

I have to talk to your husband.

- Can you distract the guard?

- You bet your southside!

Yikes! Look out! Look out! It's a woman!

Watch it, buddy! Hey!

Well, Mr. Suicide!

What are you doing in here?

I'm here to see my client, B Square!

Allow me to pass in the name of the law!

Law? What Law?

I was sworn to protect

the Law, the Constitution.

They tore it into pieces yesterday!

I'm a soldier!

They have me guarding a bunch of civilians.

- I should be in battle!

- He's my brother.

- Brother, huh?

- Yes, sir.

Five minutes.

- How did you know I was here?

- I saw it. I saw what happened.

- I saw them arrest you.

- What, you dreamed it?

- Had a vision or something?

- No no, I was there, sort of.

I was in Spaceland looking down onto Flatland

and saw President Circle arrest you.

He had no right.

I can get you off. I know I can.

All I have to do is explain to them that...

that up...

you know, up, not northward,

but up, above, on top of.

They'll understand then.

I should've remembered all of the words,

but I was distracted and beside myself.

I was sick. But listen, B.

There's another dimension.

There's a third dimension...

- and I'm here to spread the word.

- WHAT! Are you mad?

You're a monster! You'll get us all killed!

- Die! Die!

- What are you... Ow!!

...the Infinite beatitude of existence.

It is, and there is no other...

... of the infinite in the One

of the infinite beatitude of existence...

... It is and there is no other beside It,

the cloudland of metaphysics,

the universe from the cloudland of metaphysics...

- The unity that exists...

- Thus speaks the Monarch of Pointland.

... the allness that is One, that final

universal analogical instinct that is

the Oneness of the One to which It...

- ... it is...

- Listen to that babbling!

- ...and there is no other beside it...

- Can't you stop it?

Give it a try yourself,

my Apostle of the Three Dimensions.

Let's see you lead the Monarch

of Pointland to a higher dimension.

Ok, No problem.

Hey, pea brain. Listen to me.

You're not the all in all.

You're the Nothing of Nothing.

Your so-called universe is

a mere point in a line,

and a line is as nothing compared with . . .

... the divine creative

power of the all in One...

Hey pea brain!

... the joy of being you...

Ah! Nobody's home!

See the difficulty you'll

have in your own world?

The Monarch, in so far as he hears you at all,

accepts your words only as his own,

then plumes himself in the

variety of The Great One's thoughts.

Truly he is omnipresent and omniscient,

truly he is the Monarch of Pointland.

Good luck, Apostle.

There's not much time left!

Up, not northwards.

It's been a wonderful interlude, this.

Up, not northwards.

You've not much time left.

Guard! Guard! He's mad!

- He's one of them!

- B! What are you doing?

- B, what would our dad say?

- Our dad was a TRIANGLE!

What do you want?

Are you finished in here?

Yes, I've nothing more to talk

with my client about today.

Thank you.

Don't let him get away!

He's a proselytizer!

He's a desperate man, Colonel.

A truly desperate man.

He's one of those proselytizers

for the third dimension!

Stop! Halt! To arms, to arms!

Stop that square!

A Square! Where are you going?

- What did you learn about my husband?

- Don't worry, he's alive and well!

We'll file an injunction,

a writ of habeas corpus,

we'll fight this all the way

to the Supreme Circle.

But right now the police are after me!

Square heading toward suburbs.

Believed dangerous.

Hey! Don't I know you?

Not in this world.

- Where've you been?

- My brother B turned me in.

The police are after me.

- They'll kill me!

- Kill you?

- No time. Pack your things!

We're going to defect to the North!

They'll understand me there!

- The north?

- Don't think, pack! Pack!

I have to see Hex! Hex!

I have a new lesson for you!

Remember how you asked me

what three to the third power meant?

It was before that New Law was announced!

It was a silly joke!

No, no, it wasn't! Look!

All I have to do is take a square,

myself, for example, me, you see,

not northward but...

yes, I would move myself...

Up. Up. Nothing.

Not exactly like this. But...

- You know, somehow...

- Okay buddy, time to go.

Be careful! He's a tricky little square!

Oh, Gentlemen!

I am woman!

Hear my WAR CRY!!!

Get back! Get back! It's a woman!

Get back! Watch out! It's a woman!

Run darling! Run!

We'll meet you at the border!

He went thata way, north by northwest.

- Dismantle and segment!

- Wait!

There really is, I promise you,

there really is a third dimension.

- That's absurd.

- He's stalling.

- No, no.

- Freak

- I... I can prove it.

- You can't!

It's.. it's elsewhere. It's.. all around us.

Mathematics proves that God limited

the number of dimensions to two for a reason.

- For several reasons.

- Symmetry, for one.

- Beauty and perfection and simplicity for another.

Dismantle and segment!

No, please, I'm not .. ah, ahh!

The Army from the North! At last!

My destiny fulfilled! WAR!

Please, I have to meet my wife

and family up in the North.

I... I never miss an appointment.

Greetings, A Square.

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