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of course! Her own, mind you.
That's great.
This... Thank you.
You bet.
God damn, this is good.
So did you find the
water closet satisfactory?
Oh, yes. Thank you so much.
That was great!
I was holding it in for half the ride.
It's a little embarrassing but, um...
I was kinda spooked to get out of
the car in the middle of nowhere.
...You know.
I must say
Well, I'm telling you,
Did I understand you
correctly on the phone
when you said you weren't
looking for a living arrangement?
Mmm-mmm.
No, I live in Los Angeles.
- Oh?
- Yeah.
City of Angels.
Well, I've never seen any myself.
More the opposite, really.
My grandma, Mimsy, used to tell us,
"You needn't go very far to
find hell in a hand basket. "
I like that. I like Mimsy.
Oh, my grandma... My
grandma used to say...
She'd say, "Hell is your children. "
Chain smoker, "Hell is your
children. " She was the worst.
How droll.
She must've been an interesting woman.
Oh, now, she was flatulent.
Oh, let me tell you, it was cra...
it or smelled anything like it.
walls, too. Just like you.
My life lines these walls, Mr. Bryton.
And though I cannot boast of legs,
that are functioning...
That keep me ambulatory.
leaving me with a memory,
a living memory of my many adventures.
Yeah, those adventures are
what I'm here about, Mr. Howe.
You said that on the phone
that you were much more
interested in me personally
than you were the room.
Yes, because I saw this.
- Oh!
- Yeah.
And you have no idea, I'm up
here in this frozen shithole.
I think my trip is a bust.
And I feel like I just stumbled
into a goldmine, with this thing.
And you talk about sharing
stories. That's what I do.
I'm a storyteller by trade.
Oh, I see. You're a... You're a writer?
Well, mmm-mmm.
I'm a podcaster.
What on earth is that?
Oh...
I'm sorry. I'm not
laughing at you. You just...
You just reminded me of my mom.
"Wally, what're you doing?"
Ugh, she's the worst. You're fantastic.
Um, a podcast is kinda like a...
It's like a radio show
that's not on the radio.
It's on... It's on the Internet.
Does that make sense?
Uh-huh.
Yeah. That's also like my mom.
confusing, doesn't it?
Uh, it sounds like this.
Listen... Now you listen to me.
I just came in my pants.
That's my McConaughey,
prematurely ejaculating.
I pissed my pants.
So you can actually say those
things without any repercussion?
Yeah, the audience likes
it, real and raunchy.
So I try to keep it real and raunchy.
And real raunchy.
You know the freedoms
your generation enjoys...
- Hmm.
- Oh, I tell you...
Libertines the lot of you.
Can I just tell you something?
This is gonna sound really weird but...
I've never had tea like this.
It's blowing my mind.
I feel like I've never
had tea in my life.
Um, I'm like popping my cherry.
I'm not even a tea person.
I believe we're all tea people.
There's a trick to it.
You see, you soak the leaves
Of course.
You can't lose with booze.
"Well, always do sober
what you'd do drunk.
"It will teach you to
keep your mouth shut. "
Okay, okay. Now, this one, I know. Uh...
Hemingway said that.
Yes, he did.
He said it to me.
You knew Ernest Hemingway?
Well, we met on the waters of Normandy.
You were there for D-Day?
I was there when it was
called Operation Neptune.
Holy... Hold on.
You were on the beach?
No, no. I was on a boat as was Ernie.
Ernie?
Ernie was deemed "precious
cargo" by the powers that be,
so he was prohibited from
joining the incursion.
They ordered Hemingway to stay
on the boat? Are you kidding?
Yes, they did.
Which vexed Mr. Hemingway,
to say the least.
You know how he loved
to hunt the big game.
Yeah.
Big and the deadly. Well, there was
nothing bigger or deadlier than a Nazi.
Except perhaps a Nazi's nagging wife.
Nazi b*tches. Of course.
And so, prohibited from
joining the incursion,
Hemingway went to the
galley in search of alcohol.
And the only one to
oblige him, of course,
was a 16-year-old
Oh, my God!
Holy sh*t, no kidding.
Yes, so I proffered for
Hemingway a bottle of Wiser.
And I'll never forget what he did next.
There was a smile crawled
across the man's face.
It was so slow as if
it were a caterpillar.
Then he turned to me and slapped
me on the back and he said,
"You are a kitchen witch
of only good fortune. "
Kitchen witch?
God.
So we drank Wiser and when the
reports came back of how many...
boys had fallen at Omaha.
That's when he said to me,
"Only do sober what you'd do drunk.
"It will teach you to
keep your mouth shut. "
Oh, God, that's... That's nuts, man!
It's incredible.
Well, actually, if you look
to the right of the fireplace,
you'll see the incredible aspect.
This is the bottle?
Holy sh*t!
This is the coolest
thing I've ever seen.
Well, it's just an old bottle.
But if you combine it with a story,
then it becomes, if I may say so,
a powerful talisman,
a doorway to another time and place.
Perhaps, a drawbridge to history.
Yeah.
So f***ing cool.
What's this?
Ah!
I see, you have an eye for the
unfamiliar and the curiosity of a cat.
That should take you very far.
That is the baculum of a walrus.
The Alaskans call it an oosik.
Oosik.
Oh! So it's like a...
Like a walrus spine?
No. It's more like a walrus cock.
Shut up!
I am a dirty boy, aren't I?
This is a walrus dick?
No, no. That's the baculum.
penis of most placental mammals
excluding man, of course.
Ah, that's not fair.
You know,
it is in aid of sexual intercourse.
It maintains the stiffness of the
animal during coital penetration.
Hey, if you got something
like this between your legs,
you don't need any help
with coital penetration.
Jesus Christ!
You are a rapscallion of the
highest order, Mr. Bryton.
- Can I get my hands on it?
- Yes, of course.
Wow!
No, what? This is crazy.
You'd be right to admire the walrus.
It is probably God's most noble creature
far more evolved than
any man I've ever known.
Present company included.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I appreciate that.
So where did you buy something
like this? A head shop?
Well, I became acquainted with a walrus
when I was lost at sea.
Shut the front door!
You were lost at sea?
Yes.
Who are you, Rudyard f***ing Kipling?
In 1959,
I was back on a boat.
Around the Gulf of Anadyr
which is the southern coast of Siberia.
In Chukchi Peninsula.
Perhaps, the best years of my life.
My culinary capabilities
in small, sea-faring vessels
earned me my passport to the world.
As a matter of fact,
it was my magic with a halibut
that landed me the chef's position
on the Anastasia
as we traversed into
Soviet waters exploring.
Wait. So this is like... What
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