Jimmy P. Page #6
the father of the child to come.
After the trial, Jane still
asked me to marry her.
I asking you to marry me. And if you
change your mind and propose to me,
I want you to know, I will say yes.
All I know is what
I saw at the dance.
What did you see?
You're just an idiot,
you're just a plain idiot.
called me many names.
Spring time came.
Her family had to move on.
Later, I heard that
Jane had had a girl.
A year later,
I came across the guy who
was behind the haystack.
His name was Allan.
Jimmy, this is funny.
I thought sure you and
Jane would get married.
Remember the ball?
I was with Jane when she saw
you go out with that other girl.
Oh, she got mad.
I tried to calm her down.
She asked me to go outside.
We were looking for you in the cold.
She could have ripped you to shreds.
Then there was the army...
my accident...
And my divorce with Lily.
If Jane had not told her daughter,
Mary Lou would have not
known I was her father.
I'm begging with you,
please just slow down.
Then one day, we
saw each other again.
Hey soldier! They said
you were back in town.
So many years...
I was another man I guess,
You've been
all over the world!
- Is your husband here?
- No.
He stayed in Spokane.
He couldn't get off work.
- Is that her?
- Yes.
I named her Mary Lou.
We were together all
that afternoon and night.
I let her go.
She told me she was just
having some gallstones removed.
Tomorrow I have to
go to the hospital.
They're going to operate on me.
beside me than my husband.
That night I prayed
I mean I drank a lot
back in those days.
Thinking of my dying
made me peaceful.
I was supposed to meet
Jane, after the operation.
So I grabbed some
money from the bank...
At the station there was this girl,
a friend of Jane I knew from school.
- What are you doing in town?
to go see Jane.
I asked her why she was crying.
She said that afternoon a telegram
had come that Jane had died.
I'm so sorry, Jimmy!
That's how it was...
It was Tuesday.
Jane must have died on a Sunday.
They buried her there.
How could someone die of gallstone?
I don't know.
That is the worst thing
I ever did in my life.
never killed anybody.
She had written to me
before the operation.
But I got the letter after she died.
My love,
I wish I weren't married, so
I can marry you over and over.
You're the only man who ever counted.
take care of our daughter.
Jane.
See you tomorrow.
marry a good Indian girl
who doesn't sleep with
her first boy she meets.
Gayle thought Jane was stupid.
And Lily?
Lily she was...
Lily she made it work.
But she was slippery.
How much longer do
I have to stay here?
How long does it take
to prep runaway horses?
No one could tell.
Perhaps it is time for this
procedure we spoke of.
And what exactly
will they do to me?
- They'll blow air into your brain.
- How?
Through the spinal cord.
They'll see if all the parts of your
brain are joined together properly.
Has anyone died from it?
None that I know of.
We called you here
to let you know that I was ill.
Why is camping here
for if you are ill?
Why not stay home?
And what's the hanging
missionary for?
We're almost through.
If you look far,
you'll see that there's still
one acre left to skive.
As soon as they're finish,
they go home.
I have to get back.
I have a curfew.
Picard, you must move out!
Everyone is leaving.
How so?
Jimmy is sad because
we will soon be parting.
How do you know when analysis is over?
There's are no rules.
You put...
the soul
in the heart.
The heart in the mind.
And mind...
in the body.
And the body...
in the person.
Wah lah!
- Hello!
- Yes
I'm just here to
check about my patient.
the oxy-encephalogram
and he is starting to get anxious.
Well, I put it in my
I can't inject gas into the
spinal column of a drunk.
Jimmy hasn't been drinking.
Are you kidding...
Thank you.
Your Indian went on a little
jaunt the other night.
We had to pick him up,
carry him back to his room.
You'd never make such
This is a gross misconduct!
I demand the oxy-encephalogram
for my patient.
The Palace of Theseus
Go, Filostrato
Stir up the Athenian youth to marriages.
Awake hurt and ...
Last night, I went to a show.
Little people worked with fingers.
Every time an act was over...
the bright lights came on and they
gave me a sharp pain in the head.
Remember the rules.
Don't try to think, just let it happen.
I can't think what it could be.
It will come.
Once you're able to stand it.
It is possible that I saw something
that might have triggered the pain?
It's possible.
Well, that play made me mad!
How now Spirit!
With a wandering...
There were two guys
arguing over a woman.
There was a fairy.
There was a guy with a donkey head!
Honestly, I didn't get a
It's rare that you don't
understand something?
What did I see last night?
Two men fighting over a woman.
What does that mean?
You know sometimes we
have scars on our body
and we don't know where
they come from anymore.
There are such scars in the mind too.
It is twelve.
We should stop now.
When I was looking at that show.
There were the puppets.
And there was the guy
who makes them move, right?
Well, one of them stood crooked.
Its legs were folded up.
And I thought :
That's exactly what the doctor says.
I'm not standing on my own feet.
If that little guy
used his own strength
he'd be fine.
I hated comparing
myself to the puppet.
I was over-powered.
Everything I do is wrong.
As though the man above is to blame.
You're a person of dignity and worth.
No one is pulling your strings here.
When we first talked,
why did you bring up religion?
The way I recall it,
No, no.
In one night, you turned me away
from all religions.
Now, my mind is turned
away from all religions
for the rest of my life.
The only advice I ever gave you,
was to be your own master.
You know I was Catholic.
There are lots of
Catholics in this country!
Why you try to cut us down?
You know I have
nothing against the Indians.
So now you imagine I have
something against your church.
I think you're wrong.
Okay.
Explain to me why I am wrong.
Well... when I first started out,
I was as green as that ashtray.
Then you quit talking to me
and I had to figure
it out all by myself.
Religions are courage
builders, right?
Well, I know a guy back home.
He doesn't believe in anything.
Not in the Indian religion,
not in the Christian religion.
And he's the biggest
drunk that ever walked.
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