Paris, Texas Page #4

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- Yeah.

So... I figured that

that's where I-I have began.

I mean me, Travis Clay Henderson.

They named me that.

I started out there.

- Paris, Texas huh?

- Yeah.

So you think maybe you were conceived there?

- Yeah.

- You could be right, Travis.

Daddy always had a joke about it.

What was the joke?

He's uh... he would introduce Mama

as the girl he met in Paris.

Then he'd waited uh...

before he said "Texas" till

everybody thought that...

he meant...

he would wait before he said

"Texas" till everybody thought...

after everyone thought he was

talking about Paris, France.

He always laughed real hard about it.

So you live in Los Angeles, huh?

Yeah, well we live in the suburbs

but I got my business in town.

What's your business?

I make billboard signs for advertising.

Oh, yeah?

So you're the one who makes those, huh?

I love those.

Some of them are beautiful.

I'm not the only one in the world

that makes them, Trav.

Trav? This way.

Nice, huh?

Just been in here three months.

I really like it. But I took a beating

on the financing, I'll tell you.

Like everybody else in L.A., I guess.

Hi, baby.

Is everything OK here?

Oh sure, we just missed you a lot.

Yeah, I missed you too.

- Come on in.

- Travis.

My God!

We were beginning to wonder

if we'd ever see you again.

It's been so long.

Did you have a good trip?

Yeah, it was fine.

Hunter?

Hunter, this is Travis.

Hi.

Hi.

I bet it was really hard

coming across the Mojave Desert.

Yes.

Too bad you have to drive.

What happened?

Well, Travis just... didn't feel like flying.

Oh, I don't blame you.

I can't stand airplanes any more.

Especially since we live in this house.

All we hear is planes,

day in and day out.

I like them.

You used to fly, didn't you Travis?

No.

Oh, I thought I remember Jane

telling me once that you

flew to Dallas together...

or elsewhere.

Um...

Maybe I'm mistaken.

Honey, he hasn't slept in a bed

since we started for here,

I swear to God.

I don't think that's even necessary.

Where has he been sleeping, then?

Well, he doesn't sleep.

He has to sleep somewhere!

OK!

I don't think he's even gonna use it.

He's got to get tired sometime!

Oh.

There is a towel for you, Travis.

And some underware and socks from Walt.

Good night.

Thank you.

OK, get some shuteye.

OK.

- Sweet dreams.

- All right.

You polished them!

That's very nice of you, Travis.

Would you like to come in

and have some breakfast?

Aren't you hungry?

We are going to have strawberry waffles.

Do you like them?

Do you want some?

Well,

there is hot coffee on the stove,

if you want some.

Look at that truck!

Hi.

- Decided to rough it, huh?

- Yeah.

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