The Rambler Page #2

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I will deliver myself to the ranch

ready to work just as fast as I can.

Well, I seem to have run out of words.

Take care. Sincerely... "

- ( truck brake hissing )

- ( honking )

( faint beeping )

- ( rapid beeping )

- ( horse snorts )

Hey there.

Highway lose you or something?

Yeah.

Good job.

You're officially nowhere.

How far to somewhere?

About three miles.

West.

That where you're going?

I guess so.

Got any room on that guy?

Probably not.

There is that bicycle.

( doorbells jangle )

( radio playing softly )

Bottle of red, cheapest smokes.

Whatever.

Eight.

Thanks, sir.

( distant dog barking )

( radio static crackling )

( coughing )

They're mummies.

You... you like mummies?

No.

( metal rattling )

Uh, it records dreams to VHS.

It works?

Has before.

Rambler:

How far are you taking me, friend?

Driver:

That's up to you, I guess.

See, I stop in almost every town.

Put a little road show on,

bring the public my technologies.

In fact, I have a stop

planned for this evening.

Hording, about 80 miles from here.

Okay, man.

( static popping )

( piano music playing )

( tubes humming )

That's it... twist and turn,

twist and turn,

twist and turn. Good.

Excellent. Excellent.

Ah, a customer.

Yes?

What are the mummies for?

Oh, my dear madam,

they... they are real

authentic mummies

for your enjoyment.

What's he doing?

Oh, he is preparing

the most important scientific

advancement of our time.

What the f*** does it do?

Oh, this machine, my dear madam,

is capable of capturing

the very essence of your mind.

Would you like to volunteer?

- I don't get it.

- Oh, well, it's simple.

See, if you allow me

to sit you in this chair here

and then strap you into this mechanism here,

I will be able to display your dreams

on this monitor

and record them on VHS tape

for your own personal enjoyment.

You mean like sleep dreams?

Yes, yes.

I can't just go to sleep now.

I'm not even tired.

Ah.

I have sleeping gas.

I don't get the connection

between that...

Ah, I had to diversity, you see?

I had these mummies lying about,

and if, uh... well, people enjoy

that sort of thing.

You belong in jail.

( car engine starts )

- ( can crumples )

- ( man belches )

- Hey, I'll try.

- ( bottles crashing )

Ah!

( laughing )

( laughing )

Step right up.

Sit yourself into this chair here.

Nice coat.

Oh, thank you!

Colorful shirt.

- Thank you.

- All right.

Let me strap you in here.

What is your name, my friend?

- Kevin.

- Ah, Kevin.

Now let me put this on your head.

There you go.

- Is that comfortable?

- Yeah.

Good. All right.

Now...

- All right.

- ( machine rumbling )

I promise you, you will not be disappointed.

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