The Leisure Seeker Page #4

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Excuse me?

Hi. Where is Ella?

I'm here, John.

No, no, Ella Carson.

She's my girl, she's 22.

Long blond hair, she's gorgeous.

Is that really you, Ella?

- Of course, it's me.

Who are you?

I'm me, John.

No you are not, my John is a young teacher.

He is charming, very handsome, educated.

I want him back.

You stole him from me and I

want you to give him back.

Boy, if I could I would.

They stole him from you and

they stole him from me too.

Excuse me, you haven't by

any change seen my husband?

He's a tall distinguished looking gentleman with

white hair and glasses.

Yeah, a guy like that pasted

by here about a half hour ago.

He did? Where was he going?

No idea, Ma'm.

- I'm afraid I'm gonna need your help.

You see, my husband suffers

from memory loss. And

I'm afraid he might just

wonder off and get hurt.

I can't leave my post.

What about your rv.

No, no, I can't handle that, that's too big.

Please, I wouldn't ask you if

it was not so important. Please.

Let me call my brother Terry.

It is my fault.

Hey, is that him?

- That poor old fella?

No, I told you,

my John is a distinguished looking gentleman.

He's got white hair, glasses

and a well groomed beard.

I get it. Academic from Jerkyland.

I like that type.

There he is. There he is.

That's him.

John, John, thank god. John.

Why are you crying?

Because you weren't there

and I, I wouldn't know

how to live without you.

Not for one minute.

Now listen. Listen.

We must not be separated, OK.

Do you understand?

Because we don't have much time left.

- This is a good thing you came.

Because you wouldn't have wanted to miss this.

This is an extraordinary,

it's a hell of a chocolate ice cream.

Can I get you an ice cream, Ma'm?

- Yes, thank you.

No, no, get me a whiskey.

It was so cold, but it was beautiful.

Everything was covered with a layer of ice...

It was all shiny and transparent.

As if the whole world was

covered by glass.

I had to take a little, little tiny steps

to stop from slippin'.

And I was very cold but you wanted to go on.

Because you were telling

me the story of white fang.

And you were keeping your voice low,

so as not to disturb the beautiful silence.

We got home at 3 o'clock in the morning...

And my hair was covered in frost.

And that was the night we made Jane.

Jane?

What is it?

Mile marker 21. Thank you.

It's OK hon, AAA will be here in about

half an hour. - I don't need them.

I know you don't.

But I don't want you out here in the sun.

Come on, we're on vacation.

You folks need a hand?

You need anything?

No we're fine, we're fine.

The AAA will be here in just a minute.

How long it will be until they get here?

Them? Half an hour if we lucky.

That's what you said.

Look, alright, just be cool.

Then we'll take all your stuff

and then we go. OK?

Give me the phone lady.

Nice ring you got there. Give it to me.

No, not my ring, it's

my wedding ring. - Lady.

Where's your wallet at?

- Never end a sentence with a preposition:

The at is implied when you say where.

There is no need to get upset just because

you don't know grammar, you can learn it.

John, just just do what they say.

Lady, shut your ass so, give me your purse.

It it in the camper. Shall I get it?

Yeah, hurry up.

It's huge, you win the

lottery or something?

- That's got the pictures

of my family in it.

And I would appreciate it

if you would not take that.

Just like eight bucks in here.

- That's all she gives me.

She keeps your balls too?

Sh*t.

Hey put down the gun or I hurt him bad.

- If you hurt him I shoot you both.

And if you think we're afraid, you are very

wrong because we got nothing to lose.

So drop the knives, you hooligans.

Is that Will?

- Yes, Ma'm.

He's always calling at the wrong time.

I, I don't

want to speak to him.

Trow it on the ground.

Make sure the safety is

off, before you start

shooting them sweetheart.

- I already done it hon.

Put the rings on the wallet.

And you get along out of here. I won't

even call the cops if you hurry up, go on.

Your ring sucks you old bag,

- and your wallet is full of bullshit.

You fellas should considering

evening classes.

Turning your life around

it, it's not to late.

Screw you old pa.

I didn't think we had a gun,

I thought we left it at home.

I thought we might need it. Hon, would

you get me a Canadian from the fridge?

Yes, Ma'm.

One Canadian coming up.

I'm sorry I couldn't speak with Will.

I was held up.

We were really worried mother. Will is

getting desperate. I'm going to see him now.

Your brother is nervous.

Your daddy and I are having a fine old time.

Where are you mom? - Jane, you would not

believe how beautiful it is right here.

You're not gonna tell me, OK I get it.

How's dad? - He's fine, he's full of beans.

You wanna speak with him?

Hey, it's Jane. She want to speak with you.

Who is it?

- It's your daughter, take it.

Hi pumpkin. How are you?

You haven't call me that since I was 8 daddy.

- You've

been so much in my head

these days little one.

Do you have any idea how proud I am of you?

I bet you're making quite a splash

at that collage of yours.

It's not for nothing your name is Spencer.

Yes, daddy.

Well, I love you pumpkin. See you soon.

Jane. Jane, Jane.

Mom...

I love you too darling.

- Love you, mom.

You make sure you come home, OK?

OK darling...

Listen, kiss the kids from me, will you?

And tell your brother that we spoken, OK?

I will mom.

OK.

Bye.

OK.

Hey, don't finish all Canadian.

Thank you. A large one.

Perfect.

Leave them alone. They're having fun.

Allow me to introduce Jane, the all knowing.

Watch her explain how it is to poor Will,

because he doesn't know Jack sh*t.

What the hell are you talking about?

I'm just

saying there is nothing

we can do to stop them.

It's her right to refuse treatment.

We both know how little good it does anyway.

I know that it's better then wondering around,

god knows where in that creaky camper.

But you know best I guess,

because you talked to dad.

You two are thick as thieves,

even when he doesn't remember who you are.

I don't know why you are making

this so personal Will?

Because you live two hours away,

and phone once a week?

And come on weekends for lunches

that are cooked by me.

What do you know about spending

long afternoons with dad

when he doesn't say any single

thing that makes any sense.

Do you know what mom says, when

she gets sick and I have to run

there in the middle of the night?

Do you know what she says?

'Don't call Jane, she's busy.'

you've been telling this

story about how I am their

favorite child for years, Will.

That's bullshit.

Maybe it is. But it's the only story I've got.

They're just doing what

they've done their whole

lives. Staying together.

The two of them.

There is so much love between

them they forgot about us.

Both of us.

Will.

Get off.

You know what happened?

When was it, last year.

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