A Home at the End of the World Page #4

to do just about anything.

lf l make a living making hats--

She doesn't exactly make a living making

hats. She picks up a little change that way.

That is not true. l do have some money

left over from my grandfather...

...but l've stashed it

for when the baby comes.

-You're having a baby?

-Didn't Jonathan tell you?

-lt hasn't come up.

-l didn't know you two were--

Lovers? We're not.

Most parents aren't lovers. Mine weren't.

l know this must sound a little....

A little what?

A little free? A little great?

A little like insisting on our own happiness

even if it's not what people ordinarily do?

Well....

Babies.

l mean, hey, let's have a dozen.

-Sh*t, you scared me.

-Sorry, man.

What are you doing?

l get up and walk around

in the dark sometimes.

-Does that weird you out?

-No.

l don't know.

When the place is all dark...

...when you and Clare have gone to sleep,

and l'm awake...

...it's like being alive and being dead

at the same time, you know?

lt's this sort of halfway thing...

...where the people who are alive

are dreaming...

...and the people who are dead...

...are where they are.

And l'm here...

...in the dark and the quiet.

You want some water?

Sure.

-Are you and Clare really having a baby?

-Oh, God.

l don't know.

We've been talking about it.

lt's something she really wants.

l like Clare.

So do l.

-Bye, Lacey.

-See you.

We can take it from there

if we need to.

-And on the Thursday ad, we can--

-Oh, sh*t. l gotta go.

-Can you--?

-Yeah, l got it.

-Thank you.

-Bye, Jonathan.

''Don't let it worry you, ''

said the cameraman...

... ''even De Mille couldn't see anything

looking through the wrong end-- ''

Don't let me kill the point,

or isn't it a story for grownups?

You've heard it. About the time I looked

through the wrong end of the camera.

Remind me to tell you about the time

I looked into the heart of an artichoke.

-Hey, is your name Dirk?

-No, l'm Jonathan.

l'm sorry, l just-- You look like

someone l know named Dirk. l'm Wes.

Hey, Wes.

-These are my friends Clare and Bobby.

-Pleasure, Wes.

So, Jonathan, Bobby and l'll see you later.

-l thought we were all having dinner.

-All right, l'll see you later.

Do you know what l think?

Now, can Clare be absolutely honest

with you?

l think you need a new haircut.

Really?

You're so handsome, and that hippie do

does absolutely nothing for you.

l don't know.

-l never really, you know, think about it.

-Well, l do.

See, here's the thing...

...you don't look like yourself this way.

You know what l'm saying?

lf you look like someone

other than who you are...

...you could get the wrong job

and friends, who knows what.

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