On The Road Page #2

I always wondered.

I'd say it's like...

You never been with a white woman before?

(No...) Been with a white man.

Ozone Park, Queens.

Come in, man.

Memere !

C'est l'bon gars que j'tai parle.

Le chum a Chad, de Denver.

Howdy'do, Ma !

Hello.

You look just like her.

Come on, man.

Where's Marylou?

Oh, man.

We get into a big ruckus, so she calls the cops on me.

Then she whores a few bucks together and heads back to Denver.

Whoa, really?

Yeah.

You know, I'm planning on heading back, too.

When?

You know, soon.

Anyways, before I go, I absolutely have to learn how to write from you.

Well, I'm honored, man, but I...

Show me how !

Alright?

I want to learn.

Teach me.

Alright, then.

Alright, let's see.

"The cowboy thinks I'm some kind of genius.

He's leaning over my shoulder right now.

We gotta forget the Western stuff.

Turn ourselves into the Eastern jazz.

What about.

Hey.

I was walking down 125th street and suddenly I stopped.

I looked at everything in amazement.

It was like I'd just woken up from a dream that had lasted my whole life,

and I realized that God isn't somewhere out there in Heaven, he's right here.

Yes.

In the dirt.

He's an ape like us.

Buh.

And I shambled after as usual, as I have done my whole life, after the people that interested me.

'Cause the only people that interest me are the mad ones.

The ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn and say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like Roman candles across the night.

BUS TRAFFIC ANNOUNCEMEN ... service from Albany and Poughkeepsie...

is now arriving at door number 3...

Come on.

Yes, Ma'am.

Where did you get the suit?

Come on, guys, concentrate.

Let's see.

For you.

And I'll keep this one.

Sal, Sal, Sal

I'll miss you guys.

To the West-orooni !

To the West-orooni.

Don't forget to write, Carlo.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do !

I will.

Alas, alas, Sal.

It's not me, I'm drunk.

But my soul talking direct soul language, so to speak, to my deepest blood brother and holy goofthat's you.

And to be formal and analytical about it, let me objectify the characteristics I miss the most of you.

Number 1 your conversation.

Number 2 your brotherly smile, man.

But I shall go on, so to close and get the gist Denver waits for you.

Carlo in his damp grotto and clowned misery to use a paradox of expression waits for you, so get on it !

Be quick and hurry to me, no delay.

Long dash.

Bring Paradise to Denver.

Bring Paradise to Denver.

And I love you as ever.

Dean.

Drunk.

With the coming of Dean Moriarty, began the part of my life you could call "My life on the Road".

Before that, I'd often dreamed of going West always vaguely planning but never cutting out.

I was a young writer, trying to take off.

Dawson County, Nebraska.

Now what species are you?

Traveler.

I appreciate the lift.

... It might be your last !

I'm freighting dynamite.

You looking for that toe?

They amputated it this morning.

You can't smoke, but you can drink in this car.

Alright Thanks.

"Follow me, I'm right behind you.

" Did it hurt?

I don't recommend it !

voice of (low) Shoot I gotta take me a piss.

A truck with a flat board at the back with about six or seven boys sprawled out on it.

Piss call.

Woo-ee !

Here we go !

-yelled the kid in the baseball cap.

We been riding this son of a b*tch since Des Moines !

These guys never stop!

Every now and then you have to yell for piss call, otherwise you have to piss off the air and hang on brother, hang on!

Denver, Colorado

Thanks a lot, guys

N IN THE STREET (low) I know, it's.

I hope you're not paying rent on this place !

(laughs)Oh, my angel-headed Sal is here at last !

Good to see you.

You, too.

So, what are you doing?

I mean.

What exactly are you doing?

I am vacuuming at May Company by day.

Uhmm...

Impressive.

... I know.

And chasing our beloved, feral, mad dog by night.

And where is Dean?

What's the schedule?

So, I got off work a half hour ago.

At that time, Dean is screwing Marylou at the hotel.

At one sharp, he goes from Marylou to Camille, the new girl.

Of course, neither knows what's going on, but he screws her once, giving me time to arrive at 130.

Then we go out for our unfinished business until 6 in the morning.

"Unfinished business"?

Dean and I are trying to communicate with absolute honesty and completeness everything in our minds.

We do it on Benzedrine.

And then at 6, he goes back to Marylou and spends the rest of the day

running around trying to sort out the necessary papers for the divorce.

All that he wants to do is go back to San Francisco and marry Camille.

It's sick !

And I bet she's incredibly ugly.

Like Helen of Troy with a f***ing brain.

What are you doing?

(whispers)Camille really hates me right now.

Why, Sal !

(laughs)Yes, you've arrived !

You finally got on that old road, didn't you?

I did.

Look here, Camille, it's my good buddy Sal from New York.

Sorry for not getting up, Sal, but I wasn't expecting company at this hour.

I'm sorry.

I should leave.

It's Sal's first time in Denver and I think it's absolutely necessary for me to take him out and fix him up with a girl.

Right now?

I should be back no later than 314 for our hour of reverie, darling.

Works all day, runs around all night.

He never eats, he never sleeps...

Ain't she something?

The man thinks he's Superman.

Yeah.

As I said, not 3 but 314.

Now are we straight in the most wonderful and deepest depths of our soul, dear darling?

Is he offering me a choice?

I don't think he's offering you a choice, no.

Hee-hee !

Yes.

You look like a smart guy.

I bet you're wondering what he sees in me, huh?

Respectability?

Very good.

I'm impressed.

Let's go to work, babies.

So now that you're sleeping with half of Denver, are there any girls left for me?

Well now listen here, Sal.

I know a girl named Rita and Rita cannot wait to meet you.

We'll go there at once !

I thought we were going to talk.

Yes, yes, after.

If you want to know my true nature, at this moment?

I'm one of those people who goes around showing his cock to juvenile delinquents.

(Sal laughs)Oh, these Denver doldrums...

Isn't he the finest, smartest fellow in the world?

You know that old guy?

I thought it was my pops.

Carlo, wait up !

Voila.

Darling.

Bless me father, for I will sin.

Yum, yum, yum

It's nice to have you boys.

What's so funny, my boy?

I'm checking my pulse.

Round two-sie, here we go !

It happens.

My hands...

Mine does.

I was filled with guilt.

I thought he said she was my girl.

Nothing for you or me, Sal.

Everything and everyone for that faithless b*tch !

Guess who I hear !

Carlo, come on.

No.

Come on.

No.

Come on.

No.

Come on.

No no no no no

Sal No No.

Sal Argh .

Rebop Sal, come on.

Yeah-oh...

No clothes party.

You enjoying?

Yeah, but now I'm finishing up my degree here in Denver.

Dean told me you do, uh, set design...

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