Giggling
molecules swirl around Poe with tiny hands reaching out, touching her hair. She
tries to kiss one. She sees a daisy and crouches down.
POE
(CONT’D)
Hello,
little flower...
She
reaches out to pluck it. Gaylord stops her, shielding the flower with his own
hand.
POE
(CONT’D)
What’s
the matter?
Pause.
GAYLORD
Have
you ever heard a flower scream?
Pause.
POE
No.
GAYLORD
Well,
you don’t want to ever hear that sound. Not ever.
Pause.
POE
Okay.
FADE
OUT.
#4A: Poe and Gaylord on mushrooms (continued).
POE
They’ll
never get here because space is infinite and so is time and the boats will keep
getting half of the distance closer to the island -- and so how could they ever
get here? How did I figure that out? Wow, I think I’m a genius.
GAYLORD
You
are a genius.
Poe
feels and hears an internal rumbling.
POE
Oh
no. I have to take a shit. That’s just too disgusting. What will I do? I won’t
do it.
GAYLORD
Don’t
hate it. It’s primal and part of nature. I love taking a shit. It’s a beautiful
thing.
POE
No,
no, it’s not a beautiful thing. Ask Martha Stewart. She knows much more about
these things than you do.GAYLORD
