Peeples Page #8

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You know,

just a thought.

What if I were

to invite Meg in?

You know,

just to get me going.

Would that be okay?

All three of us?

It's a stupid idea. I'm

so sorry. The neck again.

No, no, no, no. You know what? (Sighs)

Go ahead, bring Meg in.

Are you sure?

Yeah, you know.

And it wouldn't be

a tremendous bother?

No, that's for you.

That's for you.

I appreciate you, Chris.

I've got you.

Okay. I'll be right back.

Okay.

(Door opens and closes)

(Squeals with excitement)

Stay cool.

# The itsy bitsy spider

went up the water spout #

(reciting Buddhist chant)

(Sobbing)

Virgil:
I'm cool.

Cooler than Miles

Davis in a snowstorm.

I'm cool.

Man:
Wade.

Wade, is that you, buddy?

I'm coming for you, buddy.

I'm going to win

because I'm better than you.

Our father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Virgil:
Southside Willie.

(Yelling) Freedom!

Virgil:
What the hell? This triangle

here done burned down the lodge!

Chief:
Protect

our sacred teepee!

Virgil:
F*** the teepee,

chief! Save your ass!

Virgil:
(Screams) Help me!

I'm ready.

I could just jump in.

I got my rhythm now, and I

can come in with both... Shhh.

Chris:
So it can be like a team

thing, like a black three's company.

(Groans)

Hodge:

Citizens of sag harbor,

I think captain Ahab would have

more than one leg to stand on

if he were here today.

What a turnout.

This is gonna be

the best Moby dick day ever!

Back by popular demand,

I will be conducting

my live scurvy demonstration.

Photographer:
Come on! You there! Come

have your photo taken! Only a dollar.

Nut vendor:

Get your salty warm nuts.

Pickle vendor:

Pickles! Nice pickles!

Grace:
Hey, you made it.

Why didn't you

wake me up?

I tried to.

And Chris said he tried, too.

What's going on? Is that

soot? Where have you been?

Baby, we need to talk.

Yeah, okay, but not

until after the ceremony.

You don't look so good. Do

you want some food or a drink?

We always bring

lots of stuff.

I'm thirsty.

Virgil:
Daphne,

can you get my peg-leg, baby?

All right, you sit here.

You're gonna be fine.

Huh.

Chief Oneka is

usually very fond of us.

Do you see him

glaring over here?

No.

Okay. I'll see you in a bit.

Grapes, anybody?

Hey. Remember me?

Yeah.

You don't know me.

From the beach.

You don't know me.

You don't know

them, either.

Okay.

I'm mayor Hodge.

It's nice to meet you.

For the very first time.

So,

big dick day

for Virgil, huh?

You ought to know.

What's that supposed to mean? I... shhh.

(Fanfare playing)

(Crowd applauding)

"Towards thee I roll,

"thou all-destroying

but unconquering whale.

"Speak not to me.

"I'd strike the sun

if it insulted me.

(Whimpering)

"Look ye, Starbuck.

"All visible objects

are but as pasteboard masks.

(Goats bleating) "Some

inscrutable yet yearning things

"put forth the molding

of their features. "

What's wrong with you?

Them goats.

Goats?

- You don't see them goats everywhere?

- No.

"Yet he is but a mask.

"'Tis the thing

behind the mask. "

Does the sky

look lower to you?

The sky? The sky is

where it always is.

This is the good part.

Look, look.

"Let me then be towed to

pieces while still chasing... "

Jive-ass urine singer!

What?

Virgil:
Pigheaded triangle bus-head

commie-ass, ring-bringin'...

You ain't never

marrying grace! Not ever!

You talking to me?

Shhh! Sorry.

"To the last,

I grapple with thee... "

Wade...

Is he talking to me?

Is he saying, "wade"?

I'm looking at the man.

He's saying "wade. "

Grace:
Shh.

He did not say "wade. "

"From hell's

heart I stab at thee. "

Let's take it outside!

We outside! What's up?

Grace:
Hey, calm down!

Come on then!

Shh!

What are you doing?

Wish you would.

Stop it.

I'm right here.

Stop it, wade!

Bring it. Stabbing me?

What's

the matter with...

Please calm down, wade!

"For hate's sake, I spit

my last breath at thee... "

Wade!

Spit at me? Did he say spit...

No.

Spit at me?

Um...

I spit on you!

Grace:
Stop it!

Dad, I'm so...

(Spits) Grace:
Stop

it. What are you doing?

Whoa!

Daphne:
Calm down, baby.

Grace:
What is wrong

with you? Sorry, kids.

Maybe we should go home.

You're supposed to die now.

What?

Wade:
You're supposed to die.

He's getting there.

I know the book.

You're supposed to die.

Captain Ahab!

Moby dick kills you!

Grace:
Wow. Okay. Stop it!

Die! Die! Die!

Stop it!

That's a threat!

That's a threat!

I will kill you myself!

(All exclaiming in surprise)

Simon:
Black man on the run!

Grace. Grace?

Mommy?

(Gasps)

Grace!

Daphne:
Virgil!

Get him!

Simon:
Do it! Do it for me!

(All scream)

Virgil!

No. No.

Daphne:
Virgil.

Don't you dare!

Die!

(Screaming)

Tuck 'n roll, daddy!

(Both yelling)

Daphne:
Virgil!

My God! Go, go, go!

Wade! Wade!

Man 1:
Get him up, boys!

Daphne:
Oh, my goodness.

Woman:
He's not getting up.

Man 2:
A heck of a stunt.

Grace:
Wade? Wade!

Wade?

(Camera clicks)

Stop that.

Wade!

Man 2:
Is he dead?

Dr. Chris,

is he gonna be okay?

We're gonna need 10 cc's of...

Is that blood?

Um... call a doctor.

Grace:
Doctor! Doctor!

I thought he was a doctor.

Mmm.

Mmm.

What happened?

Um...

Well, we're not

exactly sure,

but the doctor

said that you had

something called

psilocybin in your system.

Philahcybin?

It basically means

you were tripping on 'shrooms.

Honey, I hate

to say this, truly,

but the writing

is on the wall.

He is on drugs.

He ruined my

beloved Moby dick day.

Your mother's

property is missing.

Not to mention

the small fact that

he burnt down chief

Oneka's sweat lodge.

No.

Yes, it's gone.

Did you?

I should go.

Yes, you should. And take

your brother with you.

What did I do?

What kind of doctor passes out

at the first sight of blood?

I'm not sure.

And I think you may have

disrespected our Meg here.

I see the looks she gives you.

(Grunts softly)

Grace, I'll explain everything

when we get back to the city.

Are you coming?

You don't fit in around here.

The peeples don't lie.

We don't steal.

We tell the truth, the whole

truth, and nothing but the truth.

You tell your family

the whole naked truth?

What?

You just let it all hang out

there for everybody to see, huh?

He's lost his mind.

I was at

the private beach, Virgil.

I know all about

you and mayor Hodge,

and getting freaky with all your

sagging nut buddies watching.

Grace:
Whoa, wade!

Like I said, he is

out of his mind, grace.

And what about playing at the lusty

sea hag, huh? How's that going?

Using that excuse

about how the family

can't hear you play

until it's perfect.

Well, go on, play something.

You must be pretty good

after all those late nights.

Maybe you should,

Virgil.

I'm not gonna

play for this junkie!

Get out!

Gladly.

Grace.

Are you coming?

All right.

Come on, Chris.

If anything changes, I...

Chris.

Okay.

Good. Now that that's over, things

can finally get back to normal.

Dad?

Yes, sweetie.

You didn't

answer the question.

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