On A Clear Day You Can See Forever Page #9

That's here.

"Melinda Tentrees claimed

all her information resulted

from psychic powers, but her husband

failed to appear at her trial.

His evidence might have saved her."

Well,

there it is.

And may I add that I find your gratitude

absolutely underwhelming.

Then she is not an illusion.

She lived.

Conrad, I have the feeling

I've known that girl before.

I've got to find out if it's true.

Hi, fella.

- Hi.

- You seen Daisy?

- No.

- That's good.

Is something the matter?

No, no, no, it's just that we have a date

tonight with the personnel director

of Chemical Foods at 6:00

at the Americana and his wife.

I just wanna make sure

she doesn't forget it again.

I wouldn't worry about that now.

Yeah, well, you wouldn't worry

about it now because it's me.

- Wait till you have to get a job.

- I'm not going to.

Oh, really?

Oh, how you gonna arrange that?

I'm rich.

Oh, boy.

Oh, that's depressing.

You know, it's funny you never know

where Daisy is.

Why?

Well, you're engaged to her.

Don't you ever ask her what she does?

No.

- You're incredible.

- Top 2 percent.

Listen, how come I never see you

with any medical books?

I mean, are you really going to school,

or did you buy the teacher?

I haven't started yet.

Then why are you hanging

around here?

- Actually, I came to see Daisy.

- Why?

She wrote me that she

was gonna be married

and I wanted to see

if she was happy.

Too bad.

Why, you got a better idea?

Yes.

Me.

You?

That's incest!

- We're only related by marriage.

- Well, what other way is there?

- Morning.

- Morning.

Honey, you look kind of tired.

You ought to go back to bed.

I mean, you gotta be

in top form tonight.

Daisy, do you remember

everything we talked about?

- Yeah.

- All right, now, listen, Daisy,

for God's sake, don't let on that

you know that screwball hypnotist.

Sweet mother India,

if they ever found out about that...

Oh, hey, Daisy, I got a great piece

of news for you. You ready?

You don't have to worry

about the cigarettes.

I found out Mrs Unkstadder

is a chain-smoker.

Isn't that a hot one, huh?

Oh, that is...

That... That is really a hot one.

Oh, Warren, that...

That is really a riot.

Isn't that a hot riot, Tad?

Well...

...l've really got a hot one

for you too, Warren.

I'm that patient of Dr Chabot's.

I'm Melinda.

I'm not hearing this.

And do you know why

my flowers get so tall?

Because I talk to them.

Every morning I come up here

and I read them Walter Lippmann.

You talk to them?

And do you know what else?

I can tell when the phone's

gonna ring.

Walter Lippmann?

Watch.

Tell him I'm out!

Hello? She's out.

Now, Warren, what time do we

meet tonight, huh? Six o'clock?

Oh, great. I just can't wait for you

to see my new dress.

Oh, it is not too low,

it is not too short.

It is transparent!

- But, Daisy, what...?

- I can't, Warren!

- I just can't!

- But, Daisy...

Oh, Warren!

Get off my roof.

I've been calling for eight days,

and for eight days

I've been told Miss Gamble is out.

When has she been in?

If she's not been in,

then she's not out. She's away.

Now, which is it?

Is she out or is she away?

And if she's away, when did...?

Hello. Hello!

If you don't mind my saying so,

doctor,

why are you so interested

in coming back?

You don't seem to be having

that good a time.

Thank you, Mrs Hatch.

You've done the impossible.

You've given my depression

a depression.

You're out there somewhere,

Daisy Gamble.

And you can hear me.

So listen!

Hear my voice

Where you are

Take the train

Steal a car

Hop a freight

Grab a star

Come back to me

Catch a plane

Catch a breeze

On your hands

On your knees

Swim or fly

Only, please

Come back to me

On a mule

In a jet

With your hair in a net

In a towel, wringing wet

I don't care

This is where

You should be

From the hills

From the shore

Ride the wind to my door

Turn the highway to dust

Break the law if you must

Move the world, only just

Come back to me

Making a souffl requires

alertness and cunning

and patience.

And above all, stamina.

Beat, beat, beat.

Blast your hide

Hear me call

Must I fight city hall?

Here and now

Damn it all

Come back to me

What on earth must I do?

Scream and yell till I'm blue?

Curse your soul

When will you come back to me?

Have you gone to the moon?

Or the corner saloon

And to rack and to ruin

Mademoiselle, where in hell

Can you be?

Leave a sign on your door

Out to lunch

Evermore

In a Rolls or a van

Wrapped in mink or saran

Any way that you can

Come back to me

Damn you, Daisy Gamble,

where are you?

Why can't you pick up a phone?

Hear my voice

Through the din

Feel the waves

On your skin

Like a call from within

Come back to me

Leave behind all you own

Tell your flowers you will phone

Let your dog walk alone

Come back to me

Let your tub overflow

If a date waits below

Let him wait for Godot

Ride a rail

Come by mail

COD:

Par avion

Par bateau

Dans une vieille

Deux chevaux

Come by steam

Come by gas

Come for free

On a pass

Under drugs

Under glass

Come back to me

Leave your bills all unpaid

Let your bed go unmade

Your souffl unsouffld

Come back to me

Come by sail

Come by freight

In a box or a crate

With your head on a plate

I don't care

This is where you should be

Come in pain or in joy

As a girl, as a boy

In a bag or a trunk

Shut up!

On a horse or a drunk

In a Ford or a funk

Come back to me

Come back to me

Come back...

Daisy!

Will you stop bothering me!

- Daisy, l...

- Day after day, night after night,

in the bathtub, on the roof,

awake or asleep.

What is this,

extrasensory torture?

I'd go to the police,

but with a story like this,

they'd have locked me up!

What do you want out of me?

Never mind, I know what you want,

and you can't have it

because I haven't got it.

Even if I did,

you wouldn't get it.

- What are you talking about?

- What you're thinking about, Melinda.

My name never was Melinda Tentrees.

Now, is that clear?

- How do you know?

- Because I know.

- How?

- Well, well, how could it be?

- I'm not like Melinda Tentrees.

- How do you know what she's like?

I don't, but you do,

and you like what she's like.

You don't like what I'm like,

so I know we're not alike.

I know what I'm like,

and I don't like it either.

Because I'm like nothing

and like nobody,

and nothing or nobody can change me.

I'm stuck as I am.

Weak, a go-alonger, no character!

- You have character to stop smoking.

- That's a dirty lie!

I didn't stop smoking,

you made my subconscious

stop wanting to.

And I went along, just like I always do.

Now, will you please leave me alone!

Will you please sit down!

Now, you listen to me!

As little as you know about Melinda,

it's gigantic compared to what

you know about Daisy Gamble.

You think you're nothing

and you walk around looking out

over the world like Jupiter

on Mount Olympus.

Imagine having eyes that can see

the lost article of a friend

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