Tuck Everlasting Page #5

so many deathbeds...

what is it people most desire

as they face the end

of their lives?

More time?

Well, I suppose.

Exactly.

They'd give almost anything,

I imagine, for one more year.

Imagine what they'd give

for all eternity.

Sir, I don't quite understand

what...

You will.

Reverend, are you prepared

to die right now, this instant?

If it's God's will.

What if it is my will?

What if you could be eternal?

Right now, this instant?

Without having to face

the uncertainty of death?

Hmm?

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

No muss, no fuss.

Invincible to disease.

Never having to suffer

the stench and rot of old age.

Forever young.

You speak blasphemy, sir.

Fluently.

Good night, Reverend.

Hey, Winnie Foster, you asleep?

Not anymore.

Good.

Hey.

Listen.

How would you like

to see the Eiffel Tower?

What?

Someday.

No, now.

While the day is still ours.

Get those dogs over there.

Yes, sir.

Come on, boys, let's go.

Henry, this is

Winifred's nightgown.

Give it to the dog handlers.

Start in the north end.

Let's split up

when we get to the lake.

We'll find her.

I know we will.

Winifred!

Miss Foster!

Winnie!

Winifred Foster!

Miss Foster!

Winifred!

Over here!

I found something!

There it is.

This is the Eiffel Tower?

The one in Paris,

it's pretty tall.

Mine's two feet higher.

Here.

Come on.

Have you really seen

the real one in Paris?

Yes, I have.

And climbed 1,652 stairs

to the top.

Much easier than this.

Yes.

You doing all right?

I think so.

You're doing great.

Here.

If I went to the Eiffel Tower

I would take

one of those elevators.

Not with me.

You'd take off your shoes

and walk up

every single solitary step.

How old are you?

Do you really want to know?

Yes.

I'm serious.

So am I.

Let's just call it 17.

There's my Paris.

The view from the Eiffel Tower

can't be better than this.

I've seen a lot of views,

and this is one of the best.

Come on.

Winnie Foster was beginning

to lose track of time.

Had she been there a day,

a week, a month?

It seemed to Winnie

that the Tucks lived in a way

the rest of the world

had forgotten.

They were never in a hurry

and did things the slow way.

For the first time

Winnie felt free to explore,

to ask questions, to play.

Me?

I'm going to see the world.

Every speck of it.

Heck, I may even find some

new continents or something.

I mean, I've been

to a lot of places

but the world is huge!

Jesse Tuck,

what-what are you doing?

What does it look like?

Woo-hoo!

Woo! Ah, whoo.

Come on!

I can't!

Why?

You're not afraid of a little

cold water, are you?

No.

Are you afraid of me?

No.

Well, what then?

I can't swim.

You're joshing me.

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