Stand by Me Page #5

Then he runs away|and he joins the Texas Rangers.

How about that?

I don't know.

Something good like that.

I like the ending. The barfing was good.

But there's one thing I didn't understand.

Did Lardass have to pay|to get into the contest?

No, Vern, they just let him in.

Great, great story.

It's a great story.|I just didn't like the ending.

Where's the radio?|Let's see if we can get some sounds.

Here.

We talked into the night.

The kind of talk that seemed important|until you discover girls.

All right.

Mickey's a Mouse. Donald's a duck.|Pluto's a dog.

What's Goofy?

If I could only have one food|for the rest of my life?

That's easy. Pez.

Cherry flavoured Pez.|No question about it.

Goofy's a dog. He's definitely a dog.

I knew the $64,000 Question was fixed.

There's no way anybody can know|that much about opera.

He can't be a dog.|He wears a hat and drives a car.

"Wagon Train" is a really cool show...

...but did you ever notice|that they never get anywhere?

They just keep wagon training.

God, that's weird.

What the hell is Goofy?

Not one of us mentioned Ray Brower,|but we were all thinking about him.

Oh, my God.

It's the Brower kid.

His ghost is out walking in the woods.

I promise I won't hock|no more dirty books.

I promise I won't say no more bad swears.|I promise I'll eat my lima beans.

Two for flinching.

What is it, Chris?

Maybe it's coyotes.

Sounds like a woman screaming.

It's not coyotes. It's his ghost.

Don't say that.

Teddy, sit down.

I'm gonna go look for it.|I want to see the ghost.

Don't say that.

I just want to see it!|I just want to see what he looks like.

Jesus H. Bald-headed Christ!

Maybe we should stand guard.

That's a good idea.

Give me the gun. I'll take the first watch.

No sign of the enemy. The fort is secure.

Shut up, Teddy, and keep your eyes peeled.

- Cut it out.|- I'm trying to sleep.

The dogfaces rested easy...

...in the knowledge that|Corporal Teddy Duchamp...

...was protecting all that was dear to them.

It should have been you, Gordon.

Are you okay?

You were dreaming.

I didn't cry at Denny's funeral.

I miss him, Chris.

I really miss him.

I know.

Go back to sleep.

Maybe you could go|into the college courses with me.

That'll be the day.

Why not? You're smart enough.

They won't let me.

What do you mean?

It's the way the people think|of my family in this town.

It's the way they think of me. I'm just one|of those low-life Chambers kids.

That's not true.

It is.

No one asked me if I took the milk money.

I just got a three-day vacation.

Did you take it?

Yeah, I took it. You knew I took it.

Teddy knew I took it.

Everyone knew I took it.|Even Vern knew, I think.

Maybe I was sorry,|and I tried to give it back.

You tried to give it back?

Maybe, just maybe.

Maybe I took it to Old Lady Simons|and told her, and the money was all there.

But I still got a three-day vacation,|because it never showed up.

And maybe the next week,|old Lady Simons...

...had this brand new skirt on|when she came to school.

Yeah, it was brown and it had dots on it.

Let's just say that I stole the milk money,|but old Lady Simons stole it back from me.

Just suppose that I told this story.

Me, Chris Chambers,|kid brother to Eyeball Chambers.

Do you think anyone|would have believed it?

No.

You think that b*tch would have tried that|if it had been one of those douche bags...

...from The View,|if they had taken the money?

- No way.|- Hell, no.

But, with me...

I'm sure she had her eye on that skirt|for a long time.

Anyway, she saw her chance|and she took it.

I was the stupid one|for even trying to give it back.

I just never thought...

I never thought that a teacher...

Who gives a f*** anyway?

I just wish...

...that I could go someplace|where nobody knows me.

I guess I'm just a p*ssy.

No way, man.

The freight woke up the other guys...

... and it was on the tip of my tongue|to tell them about the deer, but I didn't.

That was the one thing I kept to myself.

I've never spoken or written of it|until just now.

How come you didn't get|some breakfast stuff like...

...Twinkies, and Pez, and root beer?

Sorry. I guess a more experienced shopper|could've gotten more for your 7 cents.

With our stomachs rumbling,|we pressed on toward the Royal River.

The reality of Ray Brower was growing,|and kept us moving despite the heat.

For me, the idea|of seeing that kid's dead body...

... was starting to become an obsession.

Gentlemen, the Royal.

God, the tracks go way out of the way.

We cut across this field right here,|we'll be there in an hour.

I think we should stick to the tracks.

I say we go across the field.

Gordie?

- Yeah.|- Let's go.

Take no prisoners!

You guys, it's a lot safer if we...

Come on, men. Let's take on the...

You don't know what's in those woods.

You guys, wait up for me!

I gotta tell you something,|but swear on your mother's name...

...that you won't tell anybody.

You got it, pal.

Eyeball, you know that Brower kid?

What about him?

I'll tell you something, but you must swear|on your mother's good name...

...you won't tell nobody.

Billy and Charlie had managed to keep|their enormous secret for about 36 hours.

A personal record for both of them.

By noon, Ace and Eyeball had told|their secret to everybody in the gang.

I guess for those guys, protecting their|mother's good name wasn't a top priority.

Ace, maybe me and Charlie shouldn't go.

Maybe you could go without us?

You guys are acting like my grandmother|having a conniption fit.

I don't see your problem.

We take a bunch of fishing gear,|so if a cop asks us what we're doing:

"We're here to take a couple of steelhead|out of the river. Look what we found."

Come on, man, we're gonna be famous.

We'll be on every radio and TV show|in the country.

I still don't think we should go.

Okay.

You've stated your position clearly.

Now, I'm gonna state mine.

Get in the f***ing car. Now!

Let's go, man.

- I hate this shortcut.|- I hate this shortcut.

You flinched! Two for flinching.

But you flinched.

I know. Two for flinching.

How are we supposed to get across this?

- We use you as a raft.|- Very funny.

It's not that deep. We can walk across.

I told you we should have stuck|to the tracks.

Is it me,|or are you the world's biggest p*ssy?

I suppose this is fun for you.

No, but this is.

Want some more?

- Stop it, come on!|- Act your age.

This is my age.

I'm in the prime of my youth,|and I'll only be young once.

But you're going to be stupid|for the rest of your life.

That's it, Chambers.|You just signed your own death warrant.

You die, Chambers!

Get him, Chambers!

- Vern's afraid he's gonna die!|- Teddy, you're gonna die!

Where do you think|you're going, Lachance?

Come on, you guys.

Pile on!

I don't want to do this.

Get off!

- Sleeper hold.|- Stop it. I'm serious.

No one gets out of the sleeper hold.

- Vern, there's something on your neck.|- I'm not falling for that one, Lachance.

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