Mystic Pizza Page #4

A comet looks like a tadpole. It's got

a round head and a long blazing tail.

I know what one looks like.

A sperm. A big sperm.

She's got one on the ceiling.

She goes to sleep every night

with a giant sperm flying over her head.

You know what? Ten years from now,

she's gonna be a famous astrologer.

- Who are you gonna be, Daisy?

- It's "astronomer."

How the hell do I know where I'll be?

I could be dead for all I know.

Daisy! That's bad luck.

- Look, Jo, you've got Bill.

- Right.

You've apparently got brains.

All I've got is this, and these.

- So to hell with both of you.

- No. I don't think so.

- Come back here, Daisy.

- Daisy! Wait up.

I really like old houses

like this, Mrs Arujo.

I'm sorry.

My family lives in an old house, too.

The water pipes, they burst just about

every winter. My dad gets really pissed.

Well, he gets very upset.

Oh, there you are. You didn't tell me

you were goin' out for dinner.

- I didn't know I was.

- Well, you could stay here for dinner.

- I got some nice lobst...

- No, thanks, Ma.

It was nice meeting you, Mrs Arujo.

You don't have to come home so late.

I know how long it takes to have dinner.

Daisy

Arujo...

You are a very difficult woman to find.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yes.

Charlie?

Charles Gordon Windsor. Junior.

Figures.

- Can I get you something?

- No, thanks.

But I think your mother could use a drink.

Shut up.

Sit.

I'll be right with you.

So, get out the spare.

That...

That was the spare.

Yes, that's gonna do it.

OK, I got the idea.

Yes!

So tell me, Junior, how come

you're not at your Ivy League school,

picking ivy, or whatever you do there?

Why do that,

when I could be here with you?

I needed a little vacation from law school.

Oh.

In other words, you're being a bum.

Exactly.

I got nothin' against bums.

Excuse me, Mr Windsor.

I hope you and the young lady

enjoyed your dinners.

It was wonderful.

Thank you, sir.

Which one is yours?

My dad's is the 62-foot

two-masted schooner there.

Not bad.

Arujo.

The stars have been,

and still are, used by sailors

to help them determine

their positions at sea.

Remember now, there are

no roads or signposts

or gas stations

where you can ask for directions.

Hi, Kat.

Now we'll show what it's like

to toss around at sea

with the stars your only hope

of getting back home.

How would you find your way?

If you had made a study of the skies,

as ancient seafarers did,

you would realise that

at a given date and time,

each star marks a particular point in the...

A particular...

A particular point in the sky.

So what you would do is measure

each point, each star, with a sextant.

- Hi.

- Hi. You were great.

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