Sometimes a Great Notion Page #5

or "bon voyage."

So why don't we just

let it rest, huh?

Good luck, Willard.

Listen, Hank.

Hank, will you please

listen to me?

Don't you understand

what I'm saying to you?

No more deliveries.

What?

No more deliveries

and no more credit.

Hey, how do you feel

about that?

Hell with 'em.

Pick it up and pay cash.

No, I mean, what are you going

to do about Willard Eggelston?

Ah...

I don't pay much attention

to Willard Eggelston.

He's in show business.

Ha ha. All right, boys,

let's get down to business.

You back up and holler

if you see anybody coming.

Hey, the tide's

moving good.

They gonna be

eating these logs

for breakfast.

Come on with me, Biggie.

He ain't the second snake

in their log book.

We should've done this

a long time ago.

Come on over here.

Let me pull on this

then I can give you some slack.

Got a good find--

that's getting it.

He's coming up here.

Yeah, it's getting it here.

It's fine.

How you guys doing?

Going good.

That's great.

Try it now.

Hey, Les,

what are you doing?

Hey!

Les, watch out.

Help!

Biggie, get him!

Help me!

I got you, Les.

Help me! I can't swim!

Pull him in!

I don't have anything.

Well, we got to get him.

My God, they're going

to drift out to sea.

Well, we'll get a boat.

Don't just stand there,

I can't swim.

There's a phone

up in that shed.

I tell you you're not going

to call that bastard.

Are you

out of your mind?

They'll float by

that Stamper house.

They're going

to drown out there.

Come back here!

Yeah.

Hello, Hank.

This is Howie Elwood.

Who?

Howie Elwood.

Uh, wait a minute.

Hey, I hate to bust up

the concert,

but there's somebody

on the phone.

Yeah?

The thing is, Hank,

that we have a kind of

an emergency.

Uh, where are you guys?

Well, we're down around

your log rafts somewhere.

Oh, yeah?

What are you doing there?

We were having a little

party, log rolling.

Log rolling at night?

A log got away from us.

And Les and Biggie

are hung up on it.

If you could get

your boat out,

they should be floating

by pretty soon.

Can you do that, Hank?

I'll get on it.

He said he'd get on it.

I bet he's going to have

some funny questions

about that raft.

Let's get on down there

and put it together.

You boys look

kind of wasted.

Yeah. It's kind of cold.

And we've been--you know.

You don't have to explain

to us. Just get in.

We'll take you

back up to the raft.

Oh, thanks.

Whoa!

Hubba! Hubba!

Set me some whistle bunks.

Let's go!

Oh.

Wag it and shag it, Stampers!

Let's go!

Bless this day.

I forgot.

What?

Lessie's tooth.

She's going to be sore as hell

if she don't get something

for that tooth.

Hank, you got a quarter? Huh?

Damn it.

Here's 35 cents.

That fairy's

a big spender.

A fatal accident was reported

in the city ofWakonda.

Willard Eggelston, owner and

manager of the Wakonda theater,

was found dead

in front of the lobby.

Police say they believe

Mr. Eggelston

might have fallen from a ladder.

He was taken to Wakonda hospital

where he was pronounced

dead on arrival.

"The time and weather on KCOB"

Turning now to weather

along the Central Oregon coast--

wind, rain,

and high tide the outlook.

A high tide of 9.6 feet has

a predicted two-foot overtide

for 1 1.6 feet,

near the critical 1 2-foot level.

And all boat owners

in waterfront areas...

Hank? Hank?

He killed himself.

Well, a guy takes

his own life, honey,

he's got to be crazy.

Willard is dead.

Was I supposed

to keep him alive?

I didn't call him up

and say,

"Hey, Willard, jump!"

Don't you feel

anything about it?

What do you want me

to do?

Stay home.

You can do that.

Today, tomorrow.

Next week.

Just stay home.

Give it up.

We're not going to starve

for four log booms.

I never said we were.

Stay home. Give an inch.

Take off your boots.

We can make love

after breakfast.

We can make love after lunch.

And old Henry will get pissed

off at us like he used to.

And you just laugh,

close the door on him

Iike you used to.

And you'll hold me

Iike now.

Please stay home.

What you doing out there?

Come upstairs now.

Right now. Please.

...bum. We'll have it

for lunch.

Well, take a good look,

you son of a b*tch.

Like a bird.

Like a God damn bird.

Something just fell off

last night.

Come on, Henry.

He's been banging

on that thing

all night long with

a ball peen hammer.

Fix that saw

you fixing her.

Come on,

let's flap out of here.

I'm going down to

Doc Ivan this morning,

get the rest of this cast

darn booger yanked off.

And then finally maybe

when I'm back on

your dumbass crew again,

we just might

get some work done.

Well, don't just

stand there looking.

Let's wag it and shag it.

Hey...

Hank, please don't go.

What the hell's all this?

Henry, you tell him.

You tell him to stay home.

How the hell

can I do that?

Because there's no one

wants you to work. No one.

Well, I do. He does.

Joe B., Lee,

they do.

That's good enough.

For what? For what?

Hell, don't you know?

To keep on going,

that's what.

To work and sleep

and screw and eat,

drink and keep on going.

And that's all?

Honey sweet,

that's all there is.

That's the whole

ball of wax.

Come on, let's go.

I'll drop you boys off

at the show site.

Hank?

Joe Ben.

Yo!

John!

Yo!

Come out here.

Ya don't mean

to truck in your way.

With a 9-foot tide

running today,

they'll just float

down to the pond.

Yeah. Hey, we can

do that all right.

Ain't he a b*tch.

That's going

to be a real ball breaker

But I got an idea

we can whop it.

What do you say, Hankus?

Well, we'll get 'em

started, Henry.

Then you can just

stomp 'em down.

Henry,

that tide's coming in.

Better get somebody down

to the mill pond.

No trick to that.

John here can take

the pickup down,

snag each one of them

coming by.

OK by me.

Here you are, Hank.

I'll get Andy

and get on it

right away.

Go ahead, Joe B.

Hank, it's slabbing!

Joe B.!

Oh!

Oh, God...

Go on, see about Joe B.

Joe B.

Hey, Lee.

Hey, don't worry.

It's all right.

Ain't nothing broke.

This old log come

barreling down,

sat right on my lap.

Soft mud saved me,

I guess.

Can't you move?

I don't think so.

Hold it. There's

something real hard

that's wedged right up

against my butt.

What the hell happened

up there?

The tree slabbed.

I think the old man

got hurt pretty badly.

Well, you go on.

You get him

to the hospital.

'Cause I'm OK.

Go on, Lee.

I'm all right.

OK.

Is he out?

Mostly.

Here, let me get a hold.

I better get him

into town real quick.

OK.

I'll give you a hand.

No, you better see

what you can do

about Joe Ben.

Looks like he's got

a ton full of logs

sitting on his lap

down there.

Don't worry.

I'll get him

to the hospital

all right.

You do what you can

for Joe B.

Hank.

There's a big ol'

piece of wood

that's wedged right up

against my butt.

It's got me stuck

real good.

Hey, Hank.

Didn't even bust

my radio.

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