Upstream Color Page #3

I have to go there.

Okay, listen to me.

I want to, I want to marry you.

I'm married to you right now.

I need a car.

I'm marrying you, today.

Do you understand?

Yes. We'll get a car.

Today.

[Kris] Do you know this place?

[Jeff] I want to say yes.

For you.

I want to.

[Kris] Is there, is there a

direction that you feel

that you're more drawn to?

[Jeff] I don't know.

Is there one you feel drawn to?

[Kris] I say right.

[Jeff] Left.

[Kris] You sure?

[Jeff] No.

Then let's go right.

I'm going to go wherever you go.

You know that.

[Kris] I feel like you know.

[Music]

We should go on a trip.

Get somewhere.

Where would we go?

Somewhere bright.

[Music]

[Jeff] They could be starlings.

[Kris] They could be starlings.

[Kris] When I was little, my

friend Renny would come over

and I'd get really mad

because every time my

Mom would bake cookies...

[Jeff]

I knew a kid called Renny...

...he'd eat them all.

...this fat kid

He was fat, my neighbor Renny.

I told you this story

Is lunch ready?

Doesn't it look an improvement?

It's much better.

Much better right?

I guess so.

[Jeff] Who said that?

[Kris] Who said that?

[Jeff]

Who said they were Grackles?

[Kris] Grackles.

[Jeff] They could be starlings.

[Kris] They could be starlings.

So I was really excited to go swimming.

Yeah.

And he didn't even have a chance to tell me

that there was bird sh*t all over the slide,

so I went down anyway.

Wait.

Renny.

Right.

My neighbor.

You're tell- you're

doing it again.

You're doing it again.

The kid almost drowned me.

We should go on a trip.

Get somewhere.

Where would we go?

To Vermont?

That place that you know?

Maybe.

How do you get there?

Renny used to come over and eat

all the chocolate chip cookies

No, no, no I'm talking

about a different one.

Renny is my friend.

With the pool and the slide.

[Kris]

With the pool and tried to drown me, yes,

I tell you a story and then you've taken it

and you've made it your own,

you do this all the time.

How do you get there?

The place where you and your family you'd go

on vacation in Vermont?

You drive Kris.

What road would you take?

I would have to get a map.

You don't remember?

It's just some country road.

I was six.

No I was six.

I told you that story.

No you didn't, no.

Yes, he held me under remember,

he held me under water.

[Arguing, speaking at once]

So I'm not allowed to

talk about my childhood?

Talk all you want,

just don't talk about mine.

You think it's your childhood?

What about the trampoline?

With Mick?

No, that's you, that's yours.

That's me, thank you for that.

- What about Renny?

- No.

Almost drowned me?

Then lied to my mom about it?

No that's mine.

That's you, right, okay

That happened to me!

Kris!

Not only that but you're also

trying to tell me that [whistle]

[Jeff] They could be starlings.

[Kris] They could be starlings.

[Crying]

Ring.

[Phone rings] where are you?

I don't know.

I can't find them anywhere.

Can't find who?

Where are you?

I know they're here.

I can feel them here.

I can't find them.

I've been looking everywhere for them.

- Are there three windows?

- Yeah.

- Two doors?

- Uh huh.

Go in the one on the right.

It's just a room.

No it's a passage.

Go to the other side you're going through.

Now what?

- You in the room

- Yes.

- Is there a chair on the right?

- Yes.

Fire extinguishers yes?

Yeah.

There should be a door in front of you,

a gray door, go through that.

Go past the columns then

look for a door on the left,

the next one, the next one.

Go down two flights of stairs.

Take the elevator.

Come on let's go.

Why were you at my work?

I didn't know I was.

What are we doing?

Where are we going, home?

Kris? Where are we going, home?

Kris, home?

Yeah, home.

[Silence]

"Oh husband," replied his wife.

Do you hear that?

Hear what?

There's like a...

There's this sound coming

from underneath the house.

I don't hear anything.

It's really high pitched.

You're scaring me a little bit.

[High Pitched Whistle]

Kris, it's an old house.

There's nine things in this

house that sound like that.

Can you just, can you just

go in there, just go in there

I'm going to go in.

Thank you.

I haven't slept at all.

I'm sorry. It's really...

You don't believe me.

I'm not lying.

I may have...

I think I...

There's a weird flowing sound.

Right through the main,

whatever this thing is.

The pipe.

But it's not what you're doing.

It's like low.

You know what I'm saying?

It's both, it's both those sounds.

It's both low and high at the same time.

No.

Yeah.

No, you...

Yeah, it's like a low and high.

It's like low and high.

[Under Water Sounds]

[Water babbling]

[Kris speaking inaudibly]

[Footsteps]

Kris?

What are you doing here?

I love to be alone.

You love what?

The sun is but a morning star.

What'd you say?

[Underwater sounds]

The wildest sound ever

heard makes the woods ring far

and wide.

[Water Sounds]

Faint tinkling sounds borne to my ear.

Their roots reaching quite under the house.

Fearing that they

would be light-headed.

For want of food and also sleep.

Light-headed?

Prevailing blue mixed with

yellow of the sand.

Sunshine is the color of the water.

I used to wonder at the halo

of light around my shadow

And fancied myself one of the elect.

Economy.

When I wrote the following pages, or rather,

the bulk of them

I lived alone in the woods, a

mile from any neighbor,

in a house which I had

built myself, on the shore

on the shore of Walden Pond.

And earned my living

by the labor of my hands only.

I lived there for two years and two months.

At present I am a sojourner

of civilized life again.

[Jeff]

He heard a low and distant sound.

But grand, and impressive.

Unlike anything he had ever heard.

Gradually swelling and increasing.

As if it would have a

universal and memorable ending.

Asullen rush and roar.

[Jeff]

The rays which stream through the shutter

will be no longer remembered

when the shutter is wholly removed.

The finest qualities of our nature,

like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved.

A stream flowing out in that direction

through a wooded valley.

But stream there was none.

I am glad to have drunk water so long.

For the same reason that

I prefer the natural sky.

[Underwater Sounds]

[Intense whooshing and rumbling]

[low humming]

[Slow electronic music]

[Music]

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