The Night of the Iguana

Let the words of my mouth,

and the meditation of my heart...

...be always acceptable in thy sight.

O Lord, my strength...

...and my redeemer.

The sermon for today...

...is taken from Proverbs.

Chapter 25...

...verse 28.

"He that hath no rule over his own spirit...

...is like a city that is broken down,

and without walls."

And I wonder as we examine our hearts

together in this place set aside for worship...

...how many of us here can say,

"I rule my own spirit."

For how weak is man.

How often do we...

How often...

How often do we stray from

the straight and narrow.

For only when we abide in the Lord

are we like cities without walls.

Only then can we defend ourselves

against Satan and his temptations.

We cannot rule ourselves alone.

God only is our... Is our...

God only is our help.

And our salvation.

All right! You know!

That's why you're here!

To see this city with its broken walls!

"Whenever two or three

are gathered in my name"...

...is what scripture says.

That's not why you're here.

Let's change the words. Let's rewrite

the order of the Morning Prayer.

Whenever two or three or 2O or 3O

or 2OO or 3OO...

...are gathered together

to make whispered comment...

...to sit in judgment upon

the condition of a... Of a what?

Yes, of a man of God.

I said, man of God, and I mean it!

Just what you all know, that your pastor,

your spiritual shepherd is...

Is the descendant of a clergyman,

the grandson of two bishops.

But there were collateral branches to the

family that went forth to brave dangers...

...and who were scalped.

Men with men's hearts,

the wild and free hearts of men!

They knew hunger

and they fed their appetites.

They fed their appetites.

Appetites that I have inherited.

I defy you! Shannon defies you!

Get out your tomahawks!

Get out your scalping knives!

Sharpen your scalping knives! Scalp me!

I will not and cannot continue to conduct

services in praise and worship of this...

...angry, petulant old man

in whom you believe.

You've turned your backs on the God

of love and compassion...

...and invented for yourself

this cruel, senile delinquent...

...who blames the world and all that

he created for his own faults.

Close your windows! Close your doors!

Close your hearts

against the truth about God!

Hello there.

- Where are they?

- Still inside the church.

I'm sick of dark old churches.

I like sunshine.

I'm sorry. I keep forgetting what

you were. I mean, what you are.

What?

Lovely, isn't it?

- Yeah.

- What do you call it again?

"Cup of gold."

Could you drink from it, really?

Champagne for two in copa de oro.

- Dr. Shannon.

- Miss Fellowes. Here you are, Miss Peebles.

The same brand even.

Fix you up in no time.

- Oh, I am grateful. How much do I owe you?

- Six pesos-fifty.

But it was only six pesos

in Ciudad Jurez.

- I have it written down right here.

- It doesn't matter, Judith, really, it doesn't.

Ciudad Jurez is 1200 miles behind us,

Miss Fellowes.

I thought it was too far to go

to save 4 cents.

- Are we downhearted?

- No.

Fantastic!

Did you see that?

Look. There's another.

What have those boys got, Dr. Shannon?

Iguanas. Giant lizards native

to this part of Mexico.

It is alleged they taste like chicken.

You mean they really

eat those awful-looking creatures?

- Hank, stop on the bridge.

- Stop?

Yeah, on the bridge.

What are we stopping for?

A moment of beauty, Miss Fellowes.

A fleeting glimpse

into the lost world...

...of innocence.

Look, Reverend,

we're behind schedule now.

Drive on, driver.

Okay.

My brother in Abilene,

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