Tideland
The rabbit-hole went straight on
like a tunnel for some way...
and then dipped suddenly down.
So suddenly that Alice had not a moment
to think about stopping herself...
before she found herself falling down...
what seemed to be a very deep well.
Either the well was very deep,
or she fell very slowly...
for she had plenty of time as she
went down to look about her...
and to wonder
You bend so that you don't break
You give but then you can't take
Those wise eyes of yours
Those big skies of yours
Strange dark flower rose
Jeliza-Rose
One, two, three, four...
No, that...
You must be Titania.
Hi, Titania.
It's me, Jeliza-Rose.
And this is Mustique.
I'm just as excited as anything.
Cos today,
we're all going on a great trip.
Sexual ambush in the new wild west
God is a camera, baby,
show us more breast
For every name in a star
on that dirty boulevard
through the heart
The Isles of the Dutchman,
it's calling
His perfume and money
is the smell of sin
Miss September gave it up
to Robin Hood
The day Vincent Van Gogh
came to Hollywood
And here's my impression of it all
What's in Denmark?
When you ever been there, anyway?
It's just something stupid
you've got in your head. Jutland.
Jutland.
Jutland. It's called Jutland.
- It's where we're headed.
- The Viking land of marsh and fjords...
and weird light.
I see dark banks...
decorated by the most beautiful flies.
Where do you get
all of these crappy ideas, anyway?
Oh, I'm just thinking of a place
without a phone.
They won't find me,
or you or Jeliza-Rose.
F*** that, Noah, I ain't going.
- So don't even bother trying. Stupid.
- Whatever you want.
Guess me and Jeliza-Rose
will make the trip. How's that?
You know what, Noah...
you and that little sh*t-critter
I don't care.
When you're done with daddy
come upstairs and do my legs, okay?
Okay, mama.
Thanks, sweetheart.
Did you know...
that King Harold...
he promised to marry
the Norse Queen, Gunhilda...
and enticed her to Jutland.
Then on her arrival she got drowned
in a bog instead.
Not very nice, is it?
No, not very nice.
No.
I guess she didn't.
Thank you, sweetie.
Yeah...
time for...
for daddy to...
go on a little vacation.
I say poor me.
Danish folk greet the May sunrise.
Daddy...
is Jutland like the Prairies?
It's your daddy's fault
you're the way you are, not mine.
Because I loved you.
Lip-smacking little junkie baby.
Irritable and hyperactive, you was.
Just twitching and spasms
and convulsions.
Your daddy blew smoke in your face
to keep you quiet, you know that?
but don't blame me...
I breast-fed you forever.
Jeliza-Rose, you know I love you,
don't you?
I'm sorry, baby.
I'm gonna do something real nice
for you real soon some day, I promise.
- Sure, mama.
- Baby...
and I want you...
What the f*** are you doing?
How many times have I told you to stay
away from my chocolate, you little b*tch?
Oh, honey.
I don't want you to leave me,
Jeliza-Rose.
I can't get by without you, Jeliza-Rose.
Down, down, down.
Would the fall never come to an end?
"I wonder how many miles I've fallen
by this time?"
Alice said aloud.
"I must be getting somewhere near
the centre of the earth."
Jeliza-Rose, wake up.
Wake up. Listen.
You should know this before I forget.
The bog waters...
they have weird powers.
in bogs for thousands of years
and they don't decay. They just...
Well, they may get a little shrunk
and stuff. Honey, listen to me now.
Come here, try to understand this.
Lookee here.
There he is, look, see him...
that man was murdered
You're looking at somebody
deader than dirt.
Who killed him?
Well, I don't know.
Let's just hope we're in that kind of
shape in two thousand years.
Look at him.
He's just...
he's just lying there...
waiting to come back to life.
Okay. That's what I wanted to tell you.
Goodnight, baby.
Straight to sleep now,
or else your mum...
and all the bog men in the world
- Dad!
- What?
Daddy...
could you leave the light on tonight,
please?
Sure, baby. You got it.
It was the methadone that killed her.
Should have kept her on the junk.
I should have just cut her dose
and kept her on it.
Now she's dead and...
I don't have a car.
Please don't be sad.
Now we can eat all her choc bars.
Look... here they are.
No, no one's gonna take you from me,
sweetie.
That's not happening here. Huh?
Now, we're leaving.
Okay? We're gonna go off
to the prairies.
- Okay?
- We can go to Jutland.
Wouldn't that be wonderful.
All right, is there anything
you wanna say?
- Mum's dead all right.
- Maybe we should...
give Queen Gunhilda
a real send-off...
will all the things she loved, yeah.
There'd be horses on there and...
- Yeah.
- Some of these.
- Plates of gold. Come on, honey.
- These too.
Okay. Yeah, that's it.
What else did she love on there?
- Shoes.
- Oh yeah, she loved shoes, that's it.
That's it. Lay her to rest on a...
a Viking ship.
Yeah... set her on fire.
Adrift the great misty fjords at dawn.
No, no, sweetie, sweetie!
- Maybe it's a bad idea.
- Come on now.
You might burn up the whole building
and everyone else.
Yeah, you're right.
Let's go.
Don't stare, it's bad luck.
Come on.
Not it. No, no, come on.
Let's do this damn thing.
Gotta monitor the information
as it develops.
The bog men... they'll be looking for me
when they find mum.
I'm not gonna be safe until we get to
Grandma's house.
Think mum will keep falling
until she falls right through the earth?
Got to get rid of the squirrels in the attic
because they're chewing the wiring.
They make a terrible racket
in the morning.
One bit me once.
Me and my cousin,
we beat it dead with a bat.
But not before that sucker tried
climbing my pant leg...
tangled in my hair.
Sinking it's big yellow teeth
into my scalp...
tearing at everything.
Nothing. Nothing.
Well, Noah isn't even worth
a headline any more.
Yeah, I'm a nobody.
Shall I read some more?
Yeah, sweetie,
that would be nice. Read.
"Well!" Thought Alice to herself.
Your grandma, she liked the squirrels.
She said the place didn't feel
so lonesome that way.
Jeez.
Oh, mama,
where are you when I need you?
Wish I'd met grandma.
She was a wonderful woman,
your grandma, but...
Queen Gunhilda said
"F*** that. F*** that." she said.
Really!
I wanted to take you, all right.
- We're going there now, right?
- Sure we are.
- I told you. Hey...
- We are, aren't we?
Sweetie, this is just the first stage.
You and me...
we're on our travels, honey.
We're going across the ocean to Jutland.
You and me, okay?
Jeliza-Rose. Was that you making
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