Opus 40: The Master-Work of Environmental Artist Harvey Fite Page #2

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(CHATTERING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

FREDDIE:
Need some water.

We need to give him some water.

- I didn't put anything in his drink.

- Did you give him poison?

- No, everybody had the same thing.

- No, you're lying.

- I didn't lie, he's dehydrated.

- No, you poisoned him.

- No, I didn't poison him.

- No, you poisoned him.

- No. He took it, he took it himself.

- No. You poisoned him.

No, he needs some water.

- Move, move.

- No, no, you poisoned him.

- He needs some water.

- You poisoned him, you poisoned him.

Take it easy. Take it easy.

I didn't poison him.

I didn't do anything.

Please take your hands off me.

- I didn't poison him.

- You poisoned him.

I didn't do anything wrong, OK?

He took the drink himself,

he took it.

I didn't do anything.

(MEN SHOUTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(PANTING)

(UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS)

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

WOMAN:
Good morning.

Are you all right?

Who are you?

Where am I?

WOMAN:
You're safe,

you're at sea.

Here. Come with me.

Come on.

Here.

All right.

All right.

Is this your ship?

I am its commander, yes.

Where is it going?

New York City,

through the canal.

You're a seaman.

Yeah. How did I get down here?

You were acting aggressive

because you drank too much alcohol.

No, I don't think so.

You told me you were an able-bodied

seaman, and you were looking for work.

I told you?

Yeah, well, you have any?

Why all the skulking

and sneaking?

Work cannot be that

difficult to come by.

That depends on when

you're ready to go.

- You shouldn't work in your condition.

- No, I can work.

- You're aberrated.

- No, I'm not.

- Know what that means?

- No.

You've wandered from

the proper path, haven't you?

- These problems you have...

(SCOFFS, CHUCKLES)

I don't have any problems.

I don't know what I told you,

but if you have work for me to do,

I can do it.

You seem so familiar to me.

Yeah.

What do you do?

I do many, many things.

I am a writer, a doctor,

a nuclear physicist,

a theoretical philosopher...

...but above all I am a man.

A hopelessly inquisitive man,

just like you.

Well, I'm sorry if I got

out of hand last night.

- It was cold and I was...

- Don't apologize. You're a scoundrel.

And as a scientist

and a connoisseur, I have...

...I have no idea the contents

of this remarkable potion.

What's in it?

Secrets.

Can you make more?

Well, not like that.

But I can make you

something different, better.

I'll make something

special for you.

How do you like to feel?

I will give you a full reprieve

from your naughtiness

as a stowaway,

if you make us some more.

I must admit I, I sampled it

and ended up drinking it all.

Would you scrub yourself

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