Tideland Page #6

or she'll close a trap on you too!

Shut up. Shut up!

It's not fair! I didn't know

you were there. You scared me good!

No, no, it was an accident.

You just got spooked, that's all.

- It was all them ugly dead things and all.

- No, that's not right.

No, that's not right.

Because Dell makes them alive again

and that's what she does!

And she's Jesus how she makes

them alive again!

You scared me good,

I didn't know you was there!

I think I fainted.

I'm sorry.

Don't do that again or I'll die, okay?

Okay.

All right. I'm sorry.

I think I'm sorry too. Think so.

Dickens...

Glitter Gal wants to tell you something.

That baby sounds like a strange thing.

We can build a castle...

and Dell will marry my daddy.

But...

you have to show me

your special secret first.

No, I can't build a castle.

I don't know how.

I don't know how. No.

Dickens... if you show me your secret...

I'll love you forever.

I'll show you, okay? Just once only.

But if I don't unpack this bag before

Dell gets back, I won't eat tonight.

So you wait, okay? You wait.

Don't touch nothing.

This is Dell's place.

All right.

I'll wait for my cutie.

You're my kisser.

What do you wanna see his special

secret for? You're better off not knowing.

Look what happens. I was curious.

You know what Dell's gonna do to me?

We have to help him.

You do it. I don't wanna get in trouble.

That's it, that's it. I'm free, I'm free!

We can't wake mama,

so we can't talk like this...

unless we talk like this first.

Because we're ghosts.

- We're quiet ghosts.

- Nice.

Your house is the witch's cave.

We're disappearing

and we won't get caught.

Yeah, that's a good idea, I think.

Because Dell will wallop me

for having company.

It's Halloween.

My room! My room, my room.

You better get on the bed so you don't

crush nothing important, okay?

Okay.

- Is there candy in it?

- No.

It's my special secret.

It's the eight wonder.

The great wave.

The end of the world!

Dynamite.

- How do you explode them?

- Like a firecracker, I think.

Like a war bomb! Boom! Kaboom!

And everything gets cleaned away.

The end of the world. Blown to bits.

So I'll keep them.

Yeah, I'll keep them until I'm an old man...

and then I'll kill that shark...

and I'll be a hero...

I'm pretty sure.

And I'll help you.

That way we can be on TV.

Because you love me.

I'm your wife forever.

That's baby's asleep, I think.

It's snoring.

She's growing.

She's coming tonight...

or tomorrow.

I bet she's pretty.

I bet she's pretty,

I bet she's pretty like you.

Where's that place?

The whole bottom of the ocean.

There are whole cities there,

with people and dogs.

There are castles there...

and farms and husbands and wives...

and babies, and ghosts...

and silly kissers too.

And kissers that do this...

- It's mama, I think.

- Is she awake?

I don't know.

Because that never happens,

but maybe it happens.

If mama quit dozing

I'll go see if she wants soup.

Dickens, I'm scared.

Me too.

If we go together, we're safe.

Yeah, all right.

Mama?

It's damn bad.

Dell says someday mama will wake.

And she says someday there'll be a

pill or a story or something...

and that'll make her eyes

come alive again.

Because if she gets buried

she'll be gone for good.

That's my gift.

And that's daddy's map!

No, no, they're Dell's.

It's all hers.

Her place is with mama.

It's daddy.

And that's Dell.

She was beautiful once.

Not a pirate or a ghost.

She had two good eyes

and she loved your daddy.

They were kissers.

Young kissers.

Dell and my daddy were young kissers.

No.

They do it like we do it.

No, no...

They do it like we do it.

I'm Dell...

and you're my daddy...

and we're married...

and our baby's coming.

Filth! Evil!

Rotten! Rotten!

No, Dell!

Doing that in here!

Dickens, bringing that nasty...

- nastiness into our home!

- No, Dell, no.

This is my room, mama's...

I'm sorry, Dell, I'm sorry.

Like father like daughter!

Spy! Watching in the bushes,

you vile nasty child!

- I didn't do anything!

- Liar!

Dell...

Spy... with your little spies!

No!

You'll starve now, you hear me?

No more food for you! No more you!

Dell, no, Dell!

Now. Who have we here?

It's Mustique!

A troublesome creature.

- She's mine! I hate you!

- I don't think so. No, no, no.

Now look at what you done.

Look at what you done now!

All right.

All right, my boy.

- Dell's here. Dell's got...

- Leave him alone!

- Leave him! Witch!

- Get off me!

Leave him!

Mama.

I've got your hat, you witch!

Now you'll get stung by bees and die.

You'll die.

And get out in the earth and die!

Mama.

You're gonna die now!

I didn't do anything! I didn't!

I didn't do anything!

She's got them all, daddy. I'm next.

When she finds the squirrel gone

she'll destroy me for sure.

Probably she'll hang my head

in her living room!

You're dreaming yourself

far away, daddy.

Further than the Hundred Years Ocean.

Beyond Jutland...

deep, deep, deep...

in the place where dreams are made.

We'll be a happy family.

We'll build a castle of crooked branches...

and flattened pennies.

Eat meat...

and butter tarts... and drink lemonade...

from gold-plated paper cups.

I'll dream myself there too.

If I shut my eyes and try hard enough...

maybe I'll wake inside your dream.

The end of the world.

Dickens!

You killed it!

You killed the monster shark, Dickens!

I love you.

Little girl.

Are you hurt?

Are you okay, little girl?

I'm hungry is all.

Well, here... I have something.

Are you traveling alone

or with someone?

Don't know.

I guess Dickens will come and get me.

I'm pretty sure he will.

So your parents weren't on the train?

You're all alone like me then.

It happened so fast.

So fast.

We're two of the lucky ones...

thank God.

Very, very lucky.

Dickens? Dickens?

Dickens?

- You stay far.

- Dickens?

Mess elsewhere.

Dickens?

Where are you, boy? Dickens?

My captain.

It's okay. It's okay.

We're safe now.

We'll take care of each other,

how's that?

And I'll make sure you get

where you're going.

They're beautiful. Aren't they?

They're my friends, you know.

They have names.

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