The Brass Bottle Page #3

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let's get out of here.

I'm starving, Harold.

Why can't you just

tell Mr. Beevor

we're going to lunch?

He doesn't like to be disturbed

when he's with a client.

And he's waiting to see

this sketch.

May I help you?

- Uh, yes.

I-- I'm looking

for Mr. Ventimore.

That's me.

Oh, well, my name is Wackerbath.

- Samuel Wackerbath?

- Uh, yes.

I-- I-- I'm planning a--

a new development,

Wackerbath City.

Yes, I know all about it.

I-- I read about it

in the papers.

Well, I'd like to discuss it

with you if you're available.

Me? Available?

I think you've made a mistake.

You want Mr. Beevor.

He's-- he's right next door.

Let me just see

if I can get his secretary.

Uh, this is your card, isn't it?

- Yes.

- Well, Mr. Ventimore,

I have decided

that you are the man

to design Wackerbath City.

Oh, please excuse me, gentlemen.

You, uh, evidently

have business to discuss.

Mr. Wackerbath,

may I present my fiancee,

Ms. Kenton.

- How do you do?

How do you do?

I'll be waiting

at the restaurant.

And, uh, you don't

have to hurry.

Excuse me.

Well, won't you sit down?

Well, only for a moment.

Thank you.

Which of my drawings

impressed you the most, sir?

Well, it was,

uh, it-- it was, uh,

well, I-- I-- I can't remember.

What's the difference?

Uh, we'll start off

with several designs

for medium-priced dwellings.

My general manager MacDougall

will fill you in

on all the details.

Yes, sir.

Uh, we'll consider

this a retainer.

Uh, good day, Mr.,

um, Ventimore.

You won't be sorry,

Mr. Wackerbath, I promise you.

I just remembered.

I have a Board of Directors.

They'll want to meet you.

Well, I'll arrange it

and phone you.

Uh, goodbye, Mr., uh...

Ms. Glidden, when Mr. Beevor

is through in there,

tell him I've taken

the rest of the day off.

Mr. Ventimore,

you've been drinking.

Then, after he blows his stack,

show him that.

Samuel Wackerbath?

Wants me to do Wackerbath City.

Mr. Fakrash?

Thou art surprised to see me?

Yes.

No. I-- yes.

You're real.

You're not a bump on the head.

I-- I thought you were just,

how-- how did you get out

of my apartment?

Since last thou beheld me,

oh meritorious one,

I have journeyed far.

First to Jerusalem.

- Jerusalem?

Yeah, verily. To seek audience

with Suleyman the Great.

Well, it's-- it's fun

looking up old friends,

I always say.

I intended to throw myself

at his feet and beg his

forgiveness, but alas,

King Suleyman's temple

is no more.

And Suleyman himself is dust.

May he rest in peace.

Well, you've got to expect

those things,

especially after 3000 years.

And Jerusalem is changed.

So changed I knew it not.

And this will surprise thee,

Babylon and Ninevah

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