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Story of my life. |
You become what you always were. A very big fish. And that's the way it happens. |
Yes. Exactly. |
Hardly two stories in the whole place. Now I've heard in real cities, they've got buildings so tall you can't even see the tops of 'em. |
Really? |
Wouldn't lie to you. And they've got allyoucaneat buffets. You can eat a lot, can't you? |
I can. |
So why are you wasting your time in a small town? You're a big man. You should be in the big city. |
You're just trying to get me to leave, aren't you? That's why they sent you here. |
What's your name, Giant? |
Karl. |
Mine's Edward. And truthfully, I do want you to leave, Karl. But I want to leave with you. You think this town is too small for you, well, it's too small for a man of my ambition. I can't see staying here a day longer. |
You don't like it? |
I love every square inch of it. But I can feel the edges closing in on me. A man's life can only grow to a certain size in a place like this. So what do you say? Join me? |
Okay. |
Okay. |
What did she say? |
Beats me. |
You know anyone's who's taken it? |
That poet, Norther Winslow did. He was going to Paris, France. He must have liked it, because no one ever heard from him again. Tell you what. You take the other way and I'll cut through here. Meet you on the far side. |
You're not trying to run away? |
Just to be sure, you can take my pack. |
Really. |
You're lucky to get four words out of them in English. But if you were to walk through the jungle, you'd hear them speaking the most elaborate French. Those parrots talk about everything: politics, movies, fashion everything but religion. |
Hi. How are you feeling? |
I was dreaming. |
What were you dreaming about? |
Means when you dream about something that's going to happen. Like one night, I had a dream where this crow came and told me, "Your Aunt is going to die." I was so scared I woke up my parents. They told me it was just a dream, to go back to bed. But the next morning, my Aunt Stacy was dead. |
That's terrible. |
Terrible for her, but think about me, young boy with that kind of power. Wasn't three weeks later that the crow came back to me in a dream and said, "Your Grampa is going to die." Well, I ran right back to my parents. My father said, no, Gramps is fine, but I could see there was trepidation. And true enough, that next ... |
Because see, my mother was banging the milkman. |
No, I understand. |
He was slipping her a little extra cream. |
He was buttering her rolls. Pumping her churn. Splashing milk in her box. |
Stop. |
They were squeezing the cheese. Clanking the bottles. Licking the popsicle. |
Spooning the sherbet. |
Can I take your picture? |
You don't need a picture. Just look up handsome in the dictionary. |
Please? |
That's because we didn't have a wedding. Your motherinlaw was never supposed to marry me. She was engaged to somebody else. |
I never knew. |
Will never told you that? Probably just as well. He would have told it all wrong anyway. All the facts and none of the flavor. |
Oh, so this is a tall tale? |
Well, it's not a short one. |
I thought you said you didn't have a church wedding. |
Well, we were all set to, but there was a complication. |
Is it the medicine that's making you thirsty? |
Truth is, I've been thirsty my whole life. Never really known why. |
There was one time when I was eleven... |
You were talking about your wedding. |
I didn't forget. I was just working on a tangent. See, most men, they'll tell a story straight through, and it won't be complicated, but it won't be interesting either. |
I like your stories. |
And I like you. |
Did you see that woman? |
What did she look like? |
Well, she... uh... |
Was she nekkid? |
Yeah. |
It's not a woman, it's a fish. No one ever catches her. |
How old are you? |
Eighteen. |
I'm eight. That means when I'm eighteen, you'll be 28. And when I'm 28, you'll only be 38. |
You're pretty good at arithmetic. |
And when I'm 38, you'll be 48. And that's not much difference at all. |
How are you gonna make it without your shoes? |
I suspect it will hurt a lot. |
Promise me you'll come back. |
I promise. Someday. When I'm really supposed to. |
You must be Edward Bloom. |
How did you know? |
No one would come out here unless they had business. And no one would have business with me except for you. You're buying the town. |
Apparently I've overlooked this one piece of it, and I'd like to remedy that. You see, in order for the town to be preserved, the trust must own it in its entirety. |
So I've heard. |
I'll offer you more than it's worth. And you know you won't have to move. Nothing will change except the name on the deed, you have my word. |
In so many words, yes. |
Then I don't think so Mr. Bloom. If nothing is going to change, I'd just as soon it not change in the way it hasn't been changing all this time. |
It's not like you're going to lose anything. You can ask anyone in town. I've been nothing if not generous. I want the best for everyone. |
Helping people makes me happy. |
I'm not convinced you should be happy. |
I'm sorry. Have I offended you? |
You're Beamen's daughter. Your last name is different. You married. |
I was 18. He was 28. Turns out that was a big difference. |
I won't be selling you this house, Mr. Bloom. |
I see. I thank you for your time. |
It's okay, just leave it. |
I can get it. I can just... |
Lord, I'm sorry I... |
Please. Go. Just go. |
I'll... |
Go. |
Don't. Don't be embarrassed. I should never have let you think that... I am in love with my wife. |
I know. |
And from the moment I saw her until the moment I die, she's the only one. |
Lucky girl. |
I'm sorry, Jenny. I am. |
Will. |
Dr. Bennett. It's good to see you. My wife, Josephine. |
A pleasure. |
Can I see him? |
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