Into The Wild Page #2
from the truth of his existence.
Hey!
- Hey, man. Step around. Jump in.
- Okay, great.
We barely saw you there
underneath that crazy hat of yours.
This door's a little tricky.
There you go. Hop in.
That's Rainey.
- Hi, Rainey.
- Yeah, I'm Rainey.
- I'm Jan.
- Hi. I'm Alex.
Alex with the hat on.
- Yeah, I know. You said it, man.
- Yeah.
So you're a leather now.
I'm a leather?
Yeah, a leather tramp. That's what they
call the ones that hoof it, go on foot.
Technically we're rubber tramps.
Because we have a vehicle.
- You don't have to push me away.
- Come on, please?
Yeah, Alex could have a vehicle as well,
but he decided to burn all of his money.
And why did you do that?
I don't need money.
Makes people cautious.
Come on, Alex.
You gotta be a little cautious.
I mean, that book of yours is cool
and everything,
but you can't depend entirely
on leaves and berries.
I don't know if you want to depend on
much more than that.
Where are your mom and dad?
Living their lies somewhere.
You look like a loved kid. Be fair.
Fair?
You know what I mean.
I'll paraphrase Thoreau here.
"Rather than love, than money,
than faith,
"than fame, than fairness,
"give me truth."
From as long ago
as Chris and I could remember,
there have been
daily bouts of rage in our house.
Violence that we were forced
to witness. It was very real.
But it was also like theater.
They cast us as both judges
and the accused.
And I got you this token,
this expensive token.
Dad had been the young genius
that NASA enlisted to do crucial designs
for the American satellite radar systems
that would be our answer
to the Russian Sputnik.
And Mom and he later started up
a consulting firm
combining her
get-up-and-go resourcefulness
with his wealth of knowledge.
Look at this.
But by the time the company
actually made its first million,
the careerism and money seemed
only to embolden their blindness.
Thank you very, very much.
I remember the first family meeting
to let us in on their plans
for getting a divorce.
They wanted us to choose
which of them we'd live with.
We cried our eyes out.
but the battles and the meetings
never stopped.
It wasn't very long
before Chris and I shut off.
We'd say "Go ahead.
"Get the divorce."
Jeez. If I struck a match to you I'd have
dinner and warmth at the same time.
Where's Jan going?
Well, my friend,
all is not well on the hippie front.
You're an industrious little f***er,
aren't you?
Little bit.
at particular times.
I've loved that woman
for a lot of years, bro.
But, you know, she's got a story.
We've been going through this thing,
real quiet.
So when we ran into you yesterday,
this thing that we've been going
through real quiet,
You know what I mean?
- I think I do.
- You think what?
Well...
Some people feel like
they don't deserve love.
They walk away quietly
into empty spaces,
trying to close the gaps to the past.
That's a hell of an insight. Jesus!
- You're not Jesus, are you?
- Look who's talking.
You gonna walk across the water
and get her back for me, pal?
No. I'm afraid of water.
Always have been.
Something I've gotta get over sometime
though, huh? So I will swim in it
if you'll carry the firewood back to camp.
- Sh*t, yeah.
- Yeah?
- Call it carried.
- All right.
"The sea's only gifts are harsh blows,
"and, occasionally,
the chance to feel strong.
"Now, I don't know much about the sea,
"but I do know that
that's the way it is here.
"And I also know
how important it is in life
"not necessarily to be strong,
but to feel strong,
"to measure yourself at least once,
"to find yourself at least once in
the most ancient of human conditions,
"facing the blind, deaf stone alone
"with nothing to help you
but your hands and your own head."
There's a big wave coming!
Rainey, I'm freezing!
Could you put your arms around me?
The Navy bulldozed and abandoned this
base down there,
and all that's left is this huge grid
of concrete foundations, or slabs.
- Man, you would dig the Slabs.
- You would like it. You would like it.
- If you're on the road still.
- You'd love it.
Fellow travelers.
Just living on the cheap under the sun.
Can't beat it.
Sounds good.
If you come, I'll make you a proper hat.
- Promise?
- I swear to God.
Oh, baby. Baby.
- Stop it. Wait.
- Yeah.
- Oh, yes.
- Okay.
Let me turn off the light.
- He reminded me of...
- I know.
Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow?
Gonna rise up
Burning back holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold
I mean, you're really good.
I mean, you're like
any apple I've ever had.
I'm not Superman, I'm Supertramp.
You're Superapple.
You're so tasty.
You're so organic, so natural.
You're the apple of my eye.
Hey! Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
And suddenly swallowed by signs
Lo and behold
Gonna rise up
Find my direction magnetically
Gonna rise up
Throw down my ace in the hole
In early September, Mom and Dad
got a call from the Annandale police
notifying them that
Chris' abandoned car
had been identified
by the Arizona Highway Patrol.
A group of rare flower hunters
stumbled upon it in the desert.
There were no signs that
Chris had intended to return to it.
But there wasn't
any evidence of struggle, either.
The police thought
Chris had chosen to leave it behind
and not that it was taken from him.
The initial comfort
that gave Mom and Dad quickly turned
to the realization that Chris
was actually trying not to be found.
Strong.
You can do anything.
You can go anywhere.
Money, power is an illusion.
It's up here.
You can be here.
Me and you.
One, two. No, no, no.
Two,
three...
Don't be shy with it. Get it moving there.
That's good.
- That's your speed right here.
- Right.
You go too fast,
you won't get all the wheat.
That's it, straight line, straight line,
little straighter.
See how you're bearing? Just a little
straighter. Now you're a combiner.
Wow, look at this view!
But keep your eye on the wheat, here.
Make sure you're cutting it.
You can look back here and see
how much is coming out, all right.
- How do you feel?
- I feel great.
Okay, keep it straight. God bless you.
Make yourself some money, my friend.
I'll see you in a little bit.
Okay.
Wayne. Where you going?
Kevin, you know I love you.
I'm joking with you. I'm joking. Stop it.
- I'm joking with you.
- Mind your own business, Wayne!
- What are you getting so hostile for?
- I don't know.
Me and you are on the same side.
We're on the same side.
- I'm just tired of the teasing a lot.
- Kevin, we're on the same side.
Let me get some...
If I want some vagina, let me get it.
- Whoa. He's serious about this.
- Let's just play cards.
- Can we just play cards?
- Let's go, then.
$2, $4, $6, just put all the money in.
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