The Loved One Page #6

Hello, Dr. Sallert?

Do me a favor honey, will you?

Will you tell the Atwells

we'll be late for dinner?

Yes, madam. Yes, yes.

He'll be in very good company.

Rin-Tin-Tin, Lassie, Trigger, Silver.

They're all here.

Little Sheba, Mister Ed. Fine. You bet.

Listen, why don't I drop by your place

with one of our brochures...

...and I'll fill you in on our services?

All right? Fine.

You bet. Right away. Bye now.

- How'd you make out, kid?

- Quite well.

Just another well-adjusted

American couple.

Good. Well, listen.

I've got to make a little trip over

to Beverly Hills to see a man about a dog.

Now therefore, while the youthful hue

Sits on thy skin like morning dew

Now let us sport us while we may

Let us roll all our strength, and all

Our sweetness, up into one ball

And tear our pleasures with rough strife

Thorough the iron gates of life.

The grave's a fine and private place

But none, I think

Do there

Embrace.

"To His Coy Mistress."

From Andrew Marvell...

...and me.

- Hello.

- Oh, hello.

- I brought you the poem.

- But you said you were going to send it.

Well, I wanted to see you.

I thought we might...

...go to the cinema or something.

Oh, well, Reverend Glenworthy

considers it unethical...

...for the girls to see the waiting ones

outside the establishment.

Yes. Well, he needn't know about it,

you know.

Oh, no. I couldn't deceive

Reverend Glenworthy.

Oh, I see.

Well, anyway,

I always stay home in the evenings.

- Good night, Miss Thanatogenos.

- Good night.

- How disgusting!

- What?

There, that awful truck.

"The Happier Hunting Grounds."

They try to be like us

and they just make a mockery of death.

What's the matter? Are you sick?

No, no, no. It's not that. It's...

I can't explain. It's like some kind

of a tiny brain hemorrhage.

It comes over me like this sometimes.

A poem.

Yes. I must write it now.

Now, the thing is, this is not the place.

I know it's nearby.

If I could only think.

The Falls. The Falls of Xanadu.

Here. Right down here. Come on.

This is a nice place.

Isn't this a likely spot?

Well, yes. It's lovely.

Aime.

I want you to help me.

I want you to help me write the poem.

Help you? But how?

I want you to be...

I want you to be a part of it.

Now, here, look.

Let me explain. Here, sit, sit.

Aime, a poet, an artist...

...he draws his inspiration

from beauty in many forms.

Dennis, don't.

That's not an ethical thing to do.

Why? Don't Americans kiss?

Well, of course they kiss.

But what has that got to do with us?

Everything.

You're an American girl.

And I'm a man.

And anyway, this certainly wouldn't be

the time or place for that sort of thing.

What better time and place

could there be?

Here we are together. Aime.

Shall I compare thee

to a summer's day?

Did you just write that?

Thou art more lovely

and more temperate.

- Dennis, don't. No, you mustn't...

- Aime, you do...

...want to help me write

that poem, don't you?

I do. I do want to help you

write the poem, but...

In the name of art.

I think I chipped my cap

on your tooth.

Behold the lovely Falls of Xanadu.

- Aime. Stop.

- An exact replica of those...

- Aime!

- ... in the famous city of Kublai Khan.

- Aime!

- They measure 427 feet in height.

- Aime! Listen!

- They produce...

- Aime!

...160 gallons of water per minute.

- Aime. Don't be frightened.

- The Falls were built in 1953...

- There's nothing wrong with feelings.

- ... and cost over 1 million dollars.

Regard these falls, stranger,

and be happy.

No. No.

Aime!

Behold the lovely Falls of Xanadu.

- An exact replica of those in the fam...

- I can't swim. Help!

Dear Guru Brahmin,

you may remember that I wrote to you...

...about my feelings towards the head

of my department.

"But now, I've met another man,

and he's written a lot of poems to me.

When I'm with him...

...I feel like the other girls say they

feel when they're with their boyfriends...

...or at the movies.

However, he is not at all

such an admirable character.

He's cynical about many things

which are sacred.

Also, he's not American, but British.

And tonight, he tried

to 'blank-blank' with me.

First, he tried to rouse me

in a physical manner.

I don't know whether

I was roused or not. I think so.

But I did not let him do what he tried.

Should I see this man again?"

Okay. Dear Aime:

The feeling you described for your

fresh friend does not sound like love...

...but still remember, love is a slow-growing

seed, which sometimes does not flower...

...until after marriage

and commonly shared experiences.

Furthermore, you silly b*tch, whichever one

you get is much too good for you.

Strike out the "b*tch."

"Examine carefully the intentions

of this glib foreign poet."

Good morning, Miss Thanatogenos.

- I'm sorry. I hope I didn't startle you.

- No.

Miss Thanatogenos,

I cannot tell you how pleased I am. Not...

Not only with your work, but with the high

standards and principles that you bring to it.

- Thank you.

- Yester...

Yesterday, I mentioned you

to the Blessed Reverend.

- The Blessed Reverend?

- Yes.

Which brings me to the reason

for my intrusion here.

This way, Miss Thanatogenos.

Tomorrow, they shall be swimming

on the new lake in Babyland.

The baby loved ones sometimes feel lost

there at first, just after they've passed over.

Now I dreamed they needed playmates.

What do you think of my dream,

Mr. Joyboy?

It's a dream that only the Blessed Reverend

can dream, if I may say so.

- And now I'd like to present Miss...

- Miss Thanatogenos.

Yes, Miss Thanatogenos,

I've had my eye on you for some time now.

As I have my eyes on all the members

of our fine family here.

Miss Thanatogenos, as there are

many people of delicate sensibilities...

...with a natural reluctance to expose

their loved ones to anything of immodesty...

...Ive been considering the advantages

of training a female embalmer.

Aime Thanatogenos...

...first lady embalmer of Whispering Glades.

Thank you, Blessed Reverend. Thank you.

That will be all. Thank you.

- I can't believe it. Oh, Mr. Joyboy.

- Now, if I may intrude a personal note...

...this does call for a little celebration.

I wonder if you would do me the honor

of having supper with me this evening?

I don't know what to say.

Well, I wish you to come to my home,

Miss Thanatogenos.

I claim the right and the great privilege...

...of introducing the first lady embalmer

of Whispering Glades to my mom.

- First lady embalmer of Whispering Glades.

- May I consider it definite, then?

Well, 7, then? Congratulations.

The first lady embalmer

of Whispering Glades.

Lady embalmer of Whispering Glades.

The first lady embalmer

of Whispering Glades.

Gentlemen, if you will.

Blake, the report.

Gentlemen, these quarterly figures

have distressed me greatly.

Glenworthy Enterprises

is not a philanthropic organization.

Now, let's go straight

to the purpose of this meeting.

The status and future of Whispering Glades

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