Vision Quest Page #5

wish for money

ij' we always wish for fame n'

we think

we have the answers... n'

Carla, are you home?

some things

ain't ever gonna change n'

change

n' it doesn't matter

who you are

n' it's all the same

m same n'

what's in your heart

will never change n'

n' it's only change ijt

I love you, Carla!

Aren't you going to

be late for school, son?

I'm working on my article.

What part of the body?

Clitoris.

That's kind of a female

thing, isn't it?

Yeah, but it's homologous

with the male penis.

Are you sure

that's a proper subject

for a school paper?

Pop, this is the 20th century.

I'm speechless.

You've broken

new ground here, louden.

This is professional stuff.

We are going to drag

this dinky school paper

right into the 20th century.

Where do you get your ideas?

I've been thinking a lot

about that stuff lately.

Oh! We're going to

make history here!

What a blast to

the first amendment.

First, they shut down the press

and imprison the intellectuals.

I loved your piece

on the clitoris.

I showed it to my mother!

Hey, elmo.

Yeah?

What do you know

about the clitoris?

Well, I don't know what

it looks like exactly,

but I kind of know

where it's at... Sort of.

It's an incredible piece

of equipment, considering.

1...

2...

3-

You think if I

called up Shute...

Tonight,

he'd come down to the hotel

and wrestle me in one

of the banquet rooms?

I don't know if I can

hack it much longer.

You could just forget it.

You don't have to wrestle him.

It ain't written anywhere.

It's my iron. I'm low on iron.

Has this ever happened before?

No, never.

Do me a favor.

Walk home tonight

like a normal person.

I need this now, man.

First, I faint. Now I

can't hold my blood.

You going to tell coach?

No. If you tell him,

I swear I'll kill you.

I wouldn't tell him.

You think I'd tell him

something like that?

I don't tell him nothing.

I don't say nothing

to no one, man.

Hey, man!

tryin' hard

to control my heart n'

I walk over

to where you are n'

she's f***ing you over,

and with a teacher.

eye to eye,

we need no words at all n'

morning.

I see you

through the smoky air

can't you feel

the weight of my stare n'

hey, louden, how you doing?

we're so close

n' but still a world away

what I'm dyin' to say n'

is that I'm crazy for you n'

n' touch me once

and you know it's true

I never wanted

anyone like this ii

n' it's all brand-new n'

n' the feelin' in my kiss n'

I'm crazy for you

crazy for you j'j'j'

(Aren't you ever going

to talk to) Me again?

What do you care

whether I do or not?

Vvait a minute. I think I

missed something somewhere.

I heard you fainted in school.

I was worried about you.

We had a nice conversation,

and you act like

I'm an intrusion.

You heard I fainted?

Tanneran told you.

He told you everything I said.

We talked about you.

He says you're very sensitive.

I don't see that in you.

Unless you want to see more

than you bargained for,

you better beat it.

I've seen naked men before.

Yeah, I bet you have.

Would you stop

playing this number?

Just because I'm staying here...

You want me to go?

Do what you want!

What do you want from me?

You're f***ing tanneran!

Why don't you f*** me?

Aah! Son of a b*tch!

Don't you ever try that again!

I choose who

I'm going to be with

and what I'm going to do.

I'll never be with

any foulmouthed kid jock

who thinks a stiff cock

is the height of romance.

Part of being a man, a**hole,

is knowing what a woman wants

and respecting that.

Part of being a kid

is you could say

something really stupid

and still not get your faced

ripped off for saying it.

How's your nose?

It's all right.

I'm just low on iron.

Yeah, you ought to

eat more spinach.

I'm sorry, ok?

You're a shitty-ass baby!

Whatever you say, dad.

You think that you're hot sh*t!

You think that you

can wrestle, don't you?

But you can't wrestle!

Whatever you say, dad.

You can't do anything

because you're a bum.

Whatever you say, dad.

You ain't got the balls

to fight an old man?

You ain't got the balls

to fight an old man?

You're just like

your god damn mother!

You god damn punk!

My old lady's already

in a place fur drunks.

They either dry her

out, or she dies.

My, uh, my ma,

she ran off with

a guy who sells glassware...

Bowls, pitchers,

candleholders and sh*t.

Terrific, huh?

I figure all this is

just the first period.

Pretty soon we'll be

in control of our lives.

What lives, man?

This is my last

wrestling season.

I'll be in the f***ing Navy

this time next year.

Come on, Kuch, man.

You're going to be

the first Indian president.

Sure, except for one thing...

Lain't no f***ing Indian.

It's just sh*t I made up.

A lot of people

ain't Indians, Kuch.

Come on, man. Stop crying.

I'm lousy with people who cry.

Who's crying?

F*** you if you

think I'm crying!

Come on, you guys! You're late!

You think the

everywhere spirit cares

if you're an Indian?

He talks to who he wants to.

you're a dancer

n' but you're dancin' on air

n' just a matter of time

to the fall n'

oh, gotta hold on n'

reach for the stars n'

and you will fly... tin'

Kuch, I wish I didn't

see it, but I did.

It's no biggie, man.

Once... Carla caught me

with my nose in her panties.

She woke up, huh?

They weren't on her

at the time, shitface.

If you get on the mat

with the monster at 168,

we'll call it even.

It's no problem, man.

It's, like, in the stars.

Last year's district champions.

Would you please welcome

the Columbia bulldogs?

And from the city of spokane,

placed third in last year's

state championships,

the Thompson

high school warriors.

No prisoners!

No prisoners!

2, take-down, green.

2, take-down, green.

Green. Near fall, green.

And green.

Near fall, green.

Come on, schmoozler!

Fall!

Yeah!

Foley wins by a pin.

Now wrestling

for Columbia high school

at 178 pounds,

Louis Smith.

For visiting

Thompson high school

at 178 pounds,

Louden Swain.

Shake hands, gentlemen.

Nice hair, man.

Real cute, Swain.

This isn't a street fight.

This is a wrestling match.

No more unnecessary roughness.

Drive him down!

2, take-down. 2, red.

2 points for a take-down

for Louden Swain.

1 point, escape,

for Louis Smith.

Out. 2, take-down, red.

2!

2 points for a take-down

for Louden Swain.

Louden! Louden!

Go, hey, go!

BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!

Caution, green. False start.

Take your positions.

Caution on Louis Smith

for false start.

Hold it, hold it.

My time. My time!

Ok, let's take a look.

Coach!

A medical time-out called

for Louden Swain.

Got punched?

No. He didn't even hit me.

You don't want to sit this out?

No way. I'm killing him.

He's all right.

Get him, louden!

1, green! 1, green!

No!

All right!

2, take-down, red. 2.

2 points, take-down, Swain.

Hold it! Hold it, hold it!

Hold it right here. Coach!

You'll have to give this one up.

What? I'm way ahead of him!

Hey!

It's over!

BOO! BOO!

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