On A Clear Day You Can See Forever Page #8

But why must you turn back

into a caterpillar, Melinda?

How did you ever become

this little nothing of a creature?

Oh, sometimes I think if I hear

another "I mean,"

I will tighten my tie until I strangle.

Daisy Gamble,

somewhere in your mind

is the key to all this,

and I intend to find it,

if I have to squeeze out of you every

moment of your whole boring little...

I don't know why

They redesigned me

He likes the way

He used to find me

He likes the girl

I left behind me

I mean, he...

I mean, me...

What did I have

That I don't have?

What did he like

That I lost track of?

What did I do

That I don't do

The way I did before?

What isn't there

That once was there?

What have I got

A great big lack of?

Something in me then

He could see then

Beckons to him no more

I'm just a victim of time

Obsolete in my prime

Out-of-date and outclassed

By my past

What did he love

That there's none of?

What did I lose

The sweet, warm knack of?

Wouldn't I be

The late, great me

If I knew how?

What did I have

I don't

Have now?

I thought he kind of liked me.

And all the time he was thinking

of someone else.

Me.

Those questions.

He wasn't interested in me.

He was interested in me.

Oh, God.

Why did I have to come along?

I mean, what is so special

about an English accent?

Cheerio.

Tallyho, doctor.

Yes, she gave me the jolly message.

Oh, nothing. Nothing is wrong.

After all, what is time?

If you miss me in this life, you can

catch me in the next, can't one?

Eh, what?

Well, kippered herring!

What did I have that I don't have?

What do I need a big supply of?

What was the trick I did

Particularly well before?

What did he see that's gone in me?

What did I use that now I'm shy of?

Why is the sequel never the equal?

Why is there no encore?

Where can I go to repair

All the wear and the tear

Till I'm once again the previous me?

What did he like that I am not like?

What was the charm

That I've run dry of?

What would I give

If my old know-how

Still knew how?

Oh, what did I know?

Tell me, where did it go?

What, oh, what did I have

I don't

Have

Now?

Daisy!

What did you mean, "the next life"?

What were you talking about?

I've been trying to find you

since 6:
00.

- Where did you go?

- To Max's Hardware Store.

- Where?

- Max's Hardware Store!

My watering can fell off the roof.

But...? But where have you been

since then?

You knew we were supposed to work.

I had...

Oh, you wanted to do

some researching tonight?

- You know, with me?

- Of course.

Casually glance at some

old English stuff together?

- We might. It's possible.

- And maybe top off the evening

with a little hypnotism?

Sort of one little trance

before nighty-night?

- It's for your good, Daisy.

- Get off my roof!

- What?

- I said, get off my roof!

- What's the matter?

- Get this straight, Chabot.

Your courting days are over.

I am through being a go-between

for you and your dream girl.

You're not gonna go on

using my head for a motel!

Oh, my God. This is disastrous.

Oh, no.

Now that you know who you are,

you can influence every memory.

You're no longer reliable.

How did you find out? Who told you?

- I played a tape, and all I can say...

- Which tape?

- How do I know?! All I can say is...

- What was it about?

It was in a foreign language!

All I can say is...

- Did you tell anyone?

- And get put in a circus? No.

All I can say is... Oh, rats,

I don't even remember anymore.

Oh, yeah, yeah. All I can say is,

if you tell anybody it's me, I'll sue.

Do you hear me? I'll sue!

There may still be a chance.

Daisy...

The first finger that touches me,

I cut off.

Daisy, I insist you stop

this neurotic behaviour at once.

Neurotic?!

You get the hots over somebody

you're not even sure was anybody,

you call me neurotic?!

Physician, heal thyself!

Daisy. Daisy, Daisy, because

I didn't tell you what I was doing,

you may feel betrayed and hurt.

But a case like yours

happens once in a million years.

And, Daisy, we have a breathtaking

adventure in front of us.

By the time we finish, you may find

yourself not only not an abnormal girl,

but one of the few genuinely normal

people on Earth.

Get off my roof!

I will not get off your roof

until I bring you to your senses.

Any other girl would be proud

to be part of this adventure.

Great. If you want to experiment,

go pick on someone else.

I can't, Daisy. I can't.

Daisy, I need you.

You bet your Aunt Susie

you need me.

And not for the noble cause

of science, either.

- You wanna see Melinda.

- Melinda's beside the point.

- You got the hots for Melinda!

- I am not your business!

That's right, doctor.

You're not.

And I'm not yours either.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I got a lot of things to do.

I gotta... I gotta spend more time

with Warren.

I gotta plan my life

with Chemical Foods.

And I need my roof!

So if you don't mind,

one, two, three, beat it!

Your roof?

Very well, keep your roof.

It's as close to heaven

as you'll ever get.

Melinda's soul inside of you?

God, what a housing shortage.

Damn you, Daisy,

I can't let you free. I can't.

Not with all the buried treasure

inside you.

- Help!

- You'll see me again.

You can count on that.

Again and again.

You have an appointment

tomorrow at 6. Be there!

Clip, clip!

Rats.

Oh, no, you don't,

Dr Marc Chabot.

You are not going to hypnotize me

into coming back.

Fourscore and seven years ago,

our forefathers brought forth upon

this continent a new nation

conceived in liberty

and dedicated to the proposition...

Mary had a little lamb,

its fleece was white as snow.

Everywhere that Mary went,

her lamb was sure to...

Hey, what in the name of...?

What the hell do you mean, "shh"?

Jerk.

Fourscore and seven years ago,

our forefathers brought forth upon...

- Daisy!

- A new nation...

- Daisy, what are you doing?

- Liberty and dedicated to...

Daisy, what's happened to you?!

I left you a while ago, you were quiet.

Daisy, pay attention!

What are you doing?!

Daisy, what in heaven...?

That's rude.

That is very rude, and I'm shocked.

That, Daisy, is not necessary.

I like you the way you are.

Daisy! Listen to me!

Oh, Warren!

This is not behaving

in a company way.

Daisy, will you...

For Pete's sake, look out!

Marc!

Yes, Conrad.

Marc, get out the champagne.

Shake out the confetti.

- What's the matter with you?

- I solved your case, that's all.

Will you ever forgive me?

The place to look for spooks,

my dear doctor,

is not in a medical library

or in Burke's Peerage,

but in a spook book.

This is an encyclopaedia

of 19th-century psychics.

- May I read aloud?

- Yes, go on.

"Tentrees, Melinda. Clairvoyant.

Dates, 1787-1815.

Married to Sir Robert Tentrees.

In celebrated case,

Melinda Tentrees found guilty

of conspiring with enemies

of the crown

and was executed one year

after sentencing."

How does that grab you?

What about her husband?

Oh, yeah, well, that's here.

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