ISRA 88 Page #4

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with the potatoes and the pie.

I thought I'd try to keep it warm

since you hadn't gotten home yet.

You said a proper man

deserves a hot supper.

-Yeah!

- Then I'll go ahead and throw this in

the ice chest to cool it off a bit.

-Late for work.

See ya, sweetheart.

- Abe!

Your coat, Abe.

- Right.

Toodles, darling.

- Abe...

Your hat.

-Right.

Bye, honey.

-Abe?

It's Saturday.

You don't have to work.

-Right...

- Seems like the only thing you can

remember is breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Now I'm going to the grocer's.

I'll be back in an hour.

- Don't forget the milk!

- Speak for yourself!

I'll see you soon, sweetheart.

-Hey, Abe!

-Harold...

come look at this.

"Memory Linked to Fortune."

-So?

-So? So?!!

So we need to work on our memory.

The more we remember,

the more we have.

- A Mnemonic device.

-A Mnemonic device!

It's a way of remembering.

-Huh?

- Like "In 1492, Columbus

sailed the ocean blue."

-But... oh! hey, I can't swim!

-Now, show me these flashcards.

-It's a honeybee!

-In May of 1941, the war had just begun.

The Germans had the bigger ships,

they had the biggest guns,

the Bismark was the fastest

ship that ever sailed the sea.

On their decks were guns as big as steers

and shells as big as trees.

Out of the cold and foggy

night, came the British ship The Hood.

And every British seaman,

he knew and understood,

They had to sink the Bismark, the

terror of the sea...

Stop those guns as big as steers

and the shells as big as trees.

We'll find that German battleship

that's makin' such a fuss.

We gotta sink the Bismark because

the world depends on us.

Hit those decks a-runnin' boys

and spin those guns around.

When we find the Bismark,

we gotta cut her down.

-What is tonight's meal?

-New York Diner.

Burnt and watery.

-Yep... just like mom's back home.

- What do you got on the

agenda for today, Doc?

- Oh, mostly working

with the bees today.

The hive's almost ready

for another harvest.

- I love that space honey.

- Hmm.

-Space...

-That was close.

-Hi captain.

-If only.

- How's the ship?

- Still straight.

Still away. How're the bees?

-Still busy... still buzzing.

We're harvesting tomorrow.

- Space honey!

Yes!

-You know how this thing works?

-Yeah. I mean... kinda.

It's like a... jet ski.

But with space.

All that government funding

for a giant jet ski.

How fast are we going?

- Anything less than 330 million

and I'm supposed to be concerned.

-That's fast.

-Faster than my '69 Cuda back home.

- You'd think being stuck inside

that room with all those

buttons and lights and

switches you'd have enough.

-No. No high score.

Demmit!

You distracted me.

7 million...

145...

thousand, 600.

Hey, you're up, doc.

-Nah, don't feel like playing tonight.

-Forfeit? Victory.

-Ah... standard issue.

So I suppose Ralph Kramden...

Kramden is standard issue as well.

-In May of 1941, the war had just begun.

-It's harvest day.

This year's crop is sure

to make us through winter.

-Space honey.

I'll have to go down to cargo

and get some extra bread.

-Well, that was easy.

Looks like I have this down to a science.

What the hell?

Harold?

Harold?!

-Abe, I'm on my way!

-Hey Harold,

check this out.

-God bless it, Abe.

-I've never had a beard.

-I didn't expect to see you up here.

-I don't... like to

go... up here.

-Wait...

if you're here,

and I'm here,

who is flying the ship?!

That was supposed to be funny.

-Well, it was funny.

I don't understand how you can

come up here... every day.

-Well, it's not bad.

I just look at all the

stars and planets.

I don't see emptiness.

It's like we're the pinball

and we're flying past all the bumpers.

I think it's beautiful.

-Not as pretty as my wife.

-Why did you take this mission?

-My country asked me to.

-That's quite the sacrifice.

- There was... a great tax

break for my family.

I couldn't pass it up.

You?

-Science asked me to?

-What's out there?

-I know it's more than anyone expected.

There could be other realities out there.

A completely different universe.

-Careful... you don't wanna tilt.

-I am unstoppable right now.

Damn.

-Damn?

9 million, 989 thousand,

423?

You almost maxed out the machine.

- Some men need heavy

hammers, give me flippers.

-So... uh, where is it, doc?

-Ah, space honey?

- Some men need flippers,

give me space honey.

Want some?

- Oh, no.

I've had plenty today. I

can... feel my teeth rotting.

Do you really get a tax

break for being here?

-Well, my family did.

You didn't?

- No.

No one said anything

about taxes.

- You're really here

for the science?

-Yes.

- Damn, doc, how could

you've ever left that?

-She left me.

I wanted to get as far away

from there as I could.

Time can heal pain.

I'm gonna try and train those bees.

-What? Like "roll over"? "Sit"?

- I think it'd be similar

to carrier pigeons.

-You're up.

-Hey, Harold.

I've got some...

sort of new special.

Don't touch the table!

Don't touch the table.

-Sorry.

-Gotta be free of controversy.

Concentrate.

- Don't even breathe!

- Fingers are cramping.

- Stay on target.

Why's it still making that noise?

-Maybe I broke it.

-No. You better not have broke it.

-Do you still hear beeping?

-Doc!

Doc! there's something

wrong with the bee... tank.

-The bees are dead.

-Hey Harold...

Harold...

-Yeah, buddy?

-Are you awake?

-Sure.

-Yeah, me, too.

-Something wrong?

-I don't know.

-Is it... the bees again?

-No, they're actually thriving.

I just can't sleep.

-I didn't sleep well as a kid.

Military bases are always...

awake.

My mother used to tell me to... think of

something that makes you really happy.

Really relaxed.

Just... focus on that,

relax,

and you'll slip right into a dream.

-WHISPERS:
Okay, I'll try it.

-'Night, Abe.

-That's what's keeping me awake.

My wife.

And this was... before we were married.

We were great, Harold.

- What happened after

you got married?

-I don't know.

You know what I mean?

Heck,

I can't remember everything, but

she was making dinner one night,

her signature dish, it was

chickpeas and rice and...

and vegetables or something all cooked

in soy sauce and Cayenne pepper.

-Sounds... interesting.

-It was pretty good.

I loved it.

I thought it was so cute,

how she made it her own.

Really the only thing

she ever cooked.

So, we were cooking and...

we were joking around and...

she stopped for a second.

She turned to me and she asked me if

I thought I was funnier than her.

- Oh.

- Yeah.

I mean, of course I was,

so of course I told her so.

Her face immediately

scrunched up.

I still don't understand, though.

I mean, she can be the smart,

pretty one,

why can't I be the funny one?

-(yawning) I guess you have to pick one.

-I know I was the funny one.

I guess over the course of our

relationship, her sense of humor

slowly

mirrored mine.

That's how I know she loved me.

WHISPERS:
I wish I could get back to you.

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