This film contains explicit sexual scenes,
scenes which some viewers may find disturbing,
strong language and some violent scenes.
MUSIC: All Apologies by Sinead O'Connor
# What else should I be?
# All apologies
# What else should I say?
# Everyone is gay
# What else could I write?
# I don't have the right
# What else should I be?
# All apologies
# In the sun
# In the sun, I feel as one
# In the sun
# I'm married
# Buried
# All in all is all we all are
# All in all is all we all are... #
You're not queer.
Usually, if I get this far with an American kid
I can get the rest of the way, but with you there's some...
..obstacle.
Your mother wouldn't like it.
I had a friend.
A homosexual Jewish friend who lived in Oklahoma City.
I asked him, "Why do you live here?
"You have enough money - you could live wherever you like."
You know what he told me?
"It would kill my mother if I moved away."
Good luck, Lee.
Gracias. Gracias.
Everything in this country falls apart.
Wouldn't surprise me if I picked up a boy in the Alameda and his...
Someone stole my typewriter.
It was that Brazilian, or whatever he is.
You know him. Maurice.
The wrestler?
You mean the gym instructor, Louie?
No, no, that's another one.
No, Louie has decided all that sort of thing is very wrong.
And he tells me that I'm going to burn in hell
but he is going to heaven.
Serious? Mm-hm. No, Maurice is as queer as I am,
if not queerer...
HE BELCHES
Excuse me. ..but he won't accept it.
I think stealing my typewriter
is a way he takes to demonstrate to me and to himself
that he is just in it for all he can get. Ah.
As a matter of fact, he's so queer I've lost interest in him.
Not completely, though.
DISTORTED: Next time I see the bastard,
I'll probably invite him back to my apartment...
STATIC FLICKERS
CLOCK TICKS
STATIC CONTINUES TO FLICKER
Hello.
Nazis.
I'll probably invite him back to my apartment
instead of beating the shit out of him like I should.
Think how much it would cost you to shoot a major in the Mexican Army!
You know what? I'm going to get a bottle.
Well, no, you see.
We're hoping to work on the plans for this boat we're going to build.
A boat?
Yes. At Zihuatanejo.
All right. Well, how about meeting me for a drink tomorrow.
At the Rathskeller? Say around five?
I expect I'll be busy tomorrow.
Yes, but you have to eat and drink.
Well, you see, this boat is more important to me
than anything right now. It will take up all my time.
Suit yourself.
Thanks for running interference, Tom. I hope he got the idea.
I like the guy, but I can't stand to be alone with him.
He keeps trying to go to bed with me.
That's what I don't like about queers.
You can't keep it on the basis of friendship.
MUSIC: Come As You Are by Nirvana
# Come as you are, as you were
# As I want you to be
# As a friend, as a friend
# As an old enemy
# Take your time, hurry up
# Choice is yours, don't be late
# Take a rest as a friend
# As an old memoria
# Memoria
# Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
# As I want you to be
# As a trend, as a friend
# As an old memoria
# Memoria
# And I swear that I don't have a gun
# No, I don't have a gun
# No, I don't have a gun... #
Buenas. Hola, Lee.
Fuck you, Tom!
So touchy!
Bye, Bill.
Mezcal! Si, senor.
Por que ser triste?
No soy triste.
No realmente.
Estoy bien.
You been aqui before?
Mm-hm. Yeah, of course you have. I've been aqui.
Tu has pistola?
Yes, I carry a pistol.
Tengo que irme.
Estan peleando fuera del Chimu. Voy a tomarme un trago ya.
LEE CLEARS THROAT
Adios. Adios.
Get a load of this.
"After he killed his wife and three children, he takes a razor
"and puts on a suicide act, but resulted only in scratches
"that did not require medical attention."
HE SCOFFS
What a slobbish performance!
On the subject of murder, I'm going...
Sit down on your ass!
Or what's left of it after four years in the Navy.
Lee.
I gotta go.
What, are you henpecked?
Yeah, no kidding.
I've been out too much lately, Lee.
Lola's, Ship Ahoy,
the other places.
My old lady says I gotta be home for dinner every night.
Fuck, Jim!
Lee, wait...
Hi!
Hi.
I just wanted to tell you that
Mary was in Lola's a little while ago.
She asked me to tell you that she would be in the Ship Ahoy later on,
around five.
Oh.
Thank you.
Will you be around tonight? Yes.
I think so, yeah.
Who is he?
I have no idea.
Tequila.
Mas.
Two rum and cokes.
Cinco pesos. Cinco?
Come sit with us over there.
How did you check the accuracy of your information?
Actually, we didn't. What?
So the Counter-Intelligence Corps got sucked in
on a lot of phoney deals When I was in Germany.
And of course, we cross-checked all information
with the other informants and we had our own agents in the field.
Now, most of our informants, they would come back
with some phoney information.
But this one character, he made it all up.
I mean, he had our agents out looking out in the field
for a whole fictitious network of Russian spies, right?
So finally reports came back from Frankfurt...
..it's all a load of crap! Oh!
But instead of clearing... Instead of clearing out of town
before the information could be checked, he came back with more.
You're in here?
Yeah, I have a sack here.
Goodnight.
Goodnight. Night.
ALARM CLOCK RATTLES
Well, there she is! Yes.
The trouble with me is I like the type that robs me.
Where you make your mistake is bringing them back to your apartment.
That's what hotels are for.
You're right there, but half the time
I don't have money for a hotel.
Besides, I like someone around
to cook breakfast and sweep the place out.
You mean clean the place out!
I don't mind the watch and the radio.
But it really hurts losing those boots.
They were a thing of beauty and joy forever.
I don't know whether I ought to say things like this
in front of Junior here. Go ahead.
No offence, kid.
Did I tell you how I made the cop on the beat?
He's a vigilante, the watchman out where I live...
..every time he sees the light on in my room,
he comes in for a shot of rum.
About five nights ago,
he caught me when I was drunk, and stoned, and...
..horny.
Well, one thing led to another and I ended up showing him how the...
..cow ate the cabbage.
The night after I make him,
I'm walking by that beer joint on the corner.
He comes out borracho and says, "Have a drink."
I said, "I don't want a drink."
So he takes out his pistola and says, "Have a drink."
I proceeded to take his pistola away from him.
He goes back into the beer joint to phone for reinforcements.
So I had to go in and rip the phone off the wall.
Now they're charging me for the phone.
So I get back to my room, which is on the ground floor.
He'd written "El Puto Gringo" on the window with soap.
LEE CHUCKLES
I didn't wipe it off.
I left it there.
It pays to advertise.
LAUGHING CONTINUES
Quieren mas? Si, mucho mas!
Excuse me!
You think he's queer?
Now, I've been seeing him for a few weeks.
Seeing him? Yeah, spending time with him.
But I can't tell. You could always just ask.
No, no, no!
Well, he must be queer if he's talking to him.
Dume's part of that little clique of queers
who go to that beer joint on Campeche - The Green Lantern.
I know who he is.
He's the only one of those Green Lantern boys
who'd be welcome in a place like this.
The rest of them are just a bunch of screaming fags.
Would you excuse me?
Tequila.
How do you like this character?
He comes over and asks,
"I thought you were one of the Green Lantern Boys."
I said, "Well, yes, I am."
He wants me to take him around to some of the gay places here.
Truth be told, I don't take people to the Lantern.
I mean, either you're going there or you're not.
But something about the way he asked, I just couldn't say no.
You don't know him, do you? Hmm?
He's always in here playing chess with the...girl.
Mary. Mary! That's right, yeah
She seems nice. Yeah, I wouldn't know.
Supposing she's his girlfriend,
then she's in for a bit of a surprise, right?
What? Are you all right, Lee?
Yes, I'm fine.
Well, I just asked if you knew the boy
and I'm still waiting on an answer.
Yes, I...
I mean, no.
A little.
Thank you as always for the enlightening conversation.
Tom, darling. Yes, my dear.
Let's talk Puerto Vallarta.
It's very nice. OK.
A few of us are thinking of going there.
It's on the west coast. There's a gorgeous climate.
Yeah. Beautiful men.
Gants? Mettez-les.
Allez, allez, mettez-les!
Avec ces gants, vous traversez le miroir
comme de l'eau.
Probez-les.
Essayez.
Je vous accompagnerai.
Regardez l'heure.
D'abord, les mains,
Avez-vous peur?
Non.
Mais cette glace est une glace.
Et je vois un homme malheureux.
Il ne s'agit pas de comprendre.
Il s'agit de croire.
I presume Dume told you about my proclivities.
Yes.
A curse.
Been in our family for generations.
The Lees have always been perverts.
I shall never forget the unspeakable horror
that froze the lymph in my glands...
The lymph glands that is, of course.
..when that baneful word seared my reeling brain.
Homosexual!
I thought of the painted simpering female impersonators
I had seen in a Baltimore nightclub.
Could it be that I was one of those subhuman things?
I walked the street in a daze
like a man with a light concussion.
I might well have destroyed myself,
ending an existence which seemed to offer
nothing but grotesque misery and humiliation.
"Nobler," I thought, "to die a man than to live on a sex monster."
You know, it was... It was a wise old queen -
Bobo, we called her -
who taught me that I had a duty to live
and to bear my burden proudly for all to see.
To conquer ignorance and prejudice and hate
with knowledge, and sincerity...
..and love.
Bobo's words came back to me from the tomb.
The sibilants cracking gently.
AS BOBO: "No-one is ever really alone.
"You are part of everything that is alive."
The difficulty is to convince someone else he is really part of you.
So what the hell?
Us "parts" ought to work together, reet?
What I mean is, Allerton, is...
..we're all parts of a tremendous whole.
There's no use fighting it.
The queer bars here don't compare to the Stateside queer joints.
I mean, that is depressing.
I wouldn't know.
I've never been to any queer joints except those Dume took me to.
I guess there's kicks and kicks.
You haven't? Really?
No.
Never.
There's a gorilla in a cage...
After you. Can you turn the lights down?
..masturbating...and, um...
Should we go back to my place?
I've got some Napoleon brandy.
All right.
Hello! Hola! Buenas noches.
Insurgentes y Monterrey. Tres pesos.
Cuatros pesos. Oh, fuck off.
Pinche gringo, hijo de tu puta madre!
Eh, subete! Pinches gueros codos!
I'm sorry, I can't hear. Dame un solo peso, man!
Fuck you, man! Shit!
Fuck, man.
Sometimes I think they don't like us.
Let's walk, come on.
THEY LAUGH
Welcome, welcome.
OK. Yes! Oh! Get in there.
# Called you yesterday
# You didn't answer your phone
# The main drag is know... #
Welcome.
I'll fix you a drink.
Good Lord!
Napoleon must have pissed in this one.
I was afraid of that - an untutored palate!
Your generation has never learned the pleasures
that a trained palate confers on the disciplined few.
SPLUTTERING: It is godawful!
Still, it's better than a California brandy.
It does have a suggestion of a cognac taste.
Oh, yeah.
Can I show you over the house?
This is the...
..bedroom.
I'll get you some more brandy.
Oh!
LEE CHUCKLES
Sweet stuff, dearie.
This wasn't made in Mexico.
No, I bought it in Scotland.
Are you...?
HE VOMITS
VOMITING CONTINUES
TOILET FLUSHES
I wonder what the matter could be.
You didn't drink that much.
Are you OK now? Yes, I think so.
Let's get this sweater off. OK.
That rib's broken.
Do I smell like vomit?
No.
Wait, wait.
I know telepathy to be a fact
since I've experienced it myself.
What interests me is how I can use it, you know?
In South America at the headwaters of the Amazon,
grows a plant called "yage"
which is supposed to increase telepathic sensitivity.
Medicine men use it in their work
And a Colombian scientist, whose name escapes me,
isolated from yage a drug he calls "telepathine".
I read all this in a magazine article.
Later, I see in another article the Russians are using yage
in experiments on slave labour.
It seems they want to induce states of automatic obedience
and ultimately, of course, thought control.
LEE LAUGHS
How about the T-bone steak for two?
Estamos cerrando.
That's fine.
Oh, they list Baked Alaska.
Ever eat it? No.
Real good.
It's hot on the outside
and cold inside.
That's why they call it Baked Alaska, I imagine.
You know, I got an idea for a new dish.
You take a live pig and you throw it into a very hot oven
so the pig is roasted outside
and when you cut into it, it's still alive and twitching inside.
Or, if we run a dramatic joint,
a screaming pig covered with burning brandy
runs out of the kitchen...
HE SQUEALS
SQUEALING TAILS OFF
..and dies right by the chair.
You just reach down, you pull off the crispy, crackly ears and you...
IMITATES BITE
..eat them with your cocktails.
Well, if you insist.
I want a rum and coke. Sure. Why not?
Let's go to the Ship Ahoy.
MUSIC: 17 Days by Prince
# You've been gone seventeen days
# Seventeen long nights
# The main drag is knowing that You're holding someone else tight. #
I was treated, you know, by the therapist in the Army.
What did he say?
He said I'm an Oedipus
and I love my mother.
Fuck. Everybody loves their mother, son.
I mean, I love her physically.
I don't believe that, son.
Lee, did you hear Jim Cochran made it back to the States?
He plans to work in Alaska. Ugh!
Thank God I am a gentleman of independent means
and do not have to expose myself
to the inclemencies of near-Arctic conditions
But never mind.
I've got bigger fish to fry.
What?!
"Bigger fish" is right.
Cold,
slippery...
..hard to catch.
Sante! Sante!
How about dinner? I think I'll work tonight.
Like the Wallace administration, I subsidise non-production.
I will pay you 20 pesos not to work tonight.
Need a drink?
No, not now.
Anyway, I have to go.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Yes, goodnight.
Eugene...
MUSIC: Sui Ghiacciai by Verdena
# Tu mi ami mai?
# Perdersi e un'agonia
# Cambiando idea puoi
# E come prestare energia
# I cuori dismessi
# I dubbi che non hai
# E sinergia
# Capteremo voi
# E capti me sui ghiacciai Ghiacciai, ghiacciai
# Dosi per me
# Ne avremo in piu. #
JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS
Oh, God... Darling!
HE LAUGHS
Look at that!
High, handsome, blissfully stupid.
Look, come here, guys like us have to look out for one another.
Yes!
CLATTERING
Careful!
Apologies.
Are you guys all right?
OK. Yeah.
I want to talk to you...
..without speaking.
And I want to touch you...
..like the Russians. Yeah.
LAUGHING: Like the Mayans.
All right, Bill, let's take it easy. Hey. Hey, Tom.
Come on, yeah.
LEE GIGGLES
You got a drink, Tom? Yeah.
I could use a couple. A cup of water, maybe.
WHEEL SQUEAKS AND WHIRS BLADE SCRATCHES
BABY CRIES
Aren't you queer?
I'm not queer.
I'm disembodied.
SHE CHUCKLES
How are you?
Sleepy. I just got up.
See you.
I was thinking about going down to South America soon.
Why don't you come with me?
Won't cost you a cent.
Perhaps not in money.
I'm not a...
..difficult man to get along with.
We could reach some satisfactory arrangement.
What you got to lose?
Independence.
Who's going to cut into your independence?
You can lay all the women in South America,
if you want to.
All I'm asking is...
..to be nice to me.
Say...
..twice a week?
That isn't too excessive, is it?
Besides,
I'll buy you a round-trip ticket,
you can leave at your discretion.
I'll think it over.
This newspaper job I'm doing runs ten days more,
so I'll give you a definite answer
when the job folds.
Your job is...
All right.
Hello.
Oh!
Well, it's in the wrong place.
MUSIC: Leave Me Alone by New Order
# On a thousand islands in the sea
# I see a thousand people just like me
# A hundred unions in the snow
# I watch and walking, falling in a row
# We live always underground
# It's gonna be so quiet in here tonight
# A thousand islands in the sea
# It's a shame
# And a hundred years ago a sailor
# Trod this ground I stood upon
# Take me away everyone
# When it hurts thou
# From my head to my toes From the words in the book
# I see a vision that would bring me luck
# From my head to my toes Through my teeth through my nose
# You get these words wrong
# Every time
# You get these words wrong
# I just smile
# But from my head to my toes From my knees to my eyes
# Every time I watch the sky
# These last few days, leave me alone
# But for these last few days, leave me alone. #
How was your trip to Morelia?
It was all right.
You know, I'm thinking about buying a half interest in this place.
You exist on credit here, right?
Tom says you owe 400 pesos.
Maybe if I was half owner of the joint,
you wouldn't be in a position to ignore me.
So how about this trip to South America?
It's always nice to see places you haven't seen before.
Can you leave any time?
Any time.
MUSIC: Riders In The Sky by Vaughn Monroe
# Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
# A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
# For he saw the riders comin' hard
# And he heard their mournful cry. #
Come on, come on!
What did you say it was you are looking for down here?
No, not here. In Ecuador.
Yage.
Never heard of that.
You heard of H and C, right?
Heroin and cocaine. Ah!
THEY LAUGH
You can get those in the city.
Near canal. Oh, OK.
Adios. Gracias, adios.
MUSIC: Musicology by Prince
# Ooh-ooh! Ah
# Ha
# Funky
# Heard about the party now
# Just east of Harlem
# Doug E going to be there
# But you got to call him
# Even the soldiers
# Need a break sometimes
# Listen to the groove, y'all
# Let it unwind your mind
# No intoxication
# Unless you see what I see
# Dancing hot and sweaty
# Right in front of me Right in front of me
# Oh, call it what you like
# I'm going to call it how it be
# This is just another one... #
Oh!
HE WHISTLES
# Musicology. #
LEE SHRIEKS
Fuck you!
Gracias.
LEE SHIVERS
It's not that much further, all right?
Just a little bit up the road.
Are you awake, Gene?
Mm? Yes.
Cold? You cold?
No.
Can I come over...over there with you?
All right.
You're twitching all over. Yeah.
Christ almighty, your hands are cold.
HE MUTTERS
MUTTERING CONTINUES
Oh! Fucking stairs!
Stairs are fine, Lee. They're fine.
Take a seat. Thank you.
Just over here.
Oh, God.
Dysentery?
Can you describe me your symptoms?
Bloody diarrhoea, cramps, and vomiting...
High temperature. Yeah, right, high temperature.
Please.
The prescription that works best is
paregoric with bismuth.
DOCTOR CHUCKLES
Tell the truth now -
are you addicted to opiates?
Better you tell me or I cannot help you.
Yes. Uh-huh.
And how long has this addiction lasted?
Oh, just too long, sir, too long.
It's why I left the States.
My condition makes me a criminal there.
You must stop this habit.
Better you should suffer now than lose your life.
I want to stop.
It's just...
I need to get some sleep.
I'm going to the coast tomorrow, to Manta, so I...
You must stop this habit. I know.
Here.
Thank you.
Three CCs? What the fuck am I supposed to do with three CCs?
Maybe we'll convince them
to give you something else at the pharmacy.
Yes, cos those ladies are so nice and understanding.
HE GROANS
Should we grab a drink?
No, I'd rather stay here and take pictures.
What's the matter?
I thought you were going to run your hand down my ribs.
I wouldn't do that.
You think I'm queer or something?
Frankly, yes.
Scooch over.
THEY MOAN
THEY PANT HEAVILY
Do you mind this?
Not terribly.
But you do...
..enjoy it sometimes?
The whole deal.
Oh, yes.
Christ! Fuck!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have tried so soon after last time.
It was a breach of contract.
I don't like people who apologise at breakfast.
Really, Gene?
Hmm? Aren't you taking unfair advantage?
Like someone was junk sick and...
..I don't use junk,
and I say, "Sick? Really?
"Why do you tell me about your disgusting condition?
"You might at least have the decency to keep it to yourself.
"You must realise how distasteful it is
"to see you sneezing and coughing and retching.
"Why don't you take it someplace else
"so I don't have to look at it? You know?
"I mean, have you any idea. how tiresome you are, or how repulsive?
"I mean, have you no pride?"
That is not fair at all.
Well, it isn't supposed to be fair.
It's just a routine for your amusement,
containing a modicum of truth.
Can you hurry up and finish your breakfast?
You're going to miss the Salinas bus.
You're not coming?
No. I'm going to Quito, remember?
Oh. Oh, right.
Yage?
And why would you say you were interested in this plant, Mr...?
Lee. I...
I read about it.
In a magazine.
It said that yage increases telepathic sensitivity. You know,
the Russians are using it in thought control experiments.
Probably by the CIA as well.
Are you with the CIA? No.
Then why would you be interested in thought control experiments?
I'm not! I'm not.
I'm interested in telepathy.
Telepathy? Mm. Why?
Oh, it...
I suspected that it was only a matter of time
before North Americans like yourself
would start coming to Ecuador seeking out yage.
Well, yeah...
You think it can fix things for you.
It is not a drug in the sense you understand it.
It is not recreational like cocaine or heroin.
There is nothing recreational about heroin.
My point is that yage does not provide a pleasant trip.
It is not something to be done casually
without the proper supervision.
Well, can you provide me with that supervision?
Do I look like an Indian in the jungle?
No, but...
I'm sorry. I can't help you.
How much would I have to pay you for a map?
I think you misunderstand the nature of the telepathy
that can be achieved with yage.
Communication without speaking
on the level of intuition, it's..
Who is it that you're trying so desperately to communicate with?
Your wife?
No.
There is an American botanist
living a few hours outside of Puyo, deep in the jungle.
Her name is Cotter.
She's mad like you, trying to develop some medicine.
Perhaps if you pay her a visit, she can help you.
I warn you, though,
Yage is not a portal to some other place.
It is a mirror.
And when you look into it, you may not like what you see.
By the time you realise you are not ready,
it may be too late.
Come, I'll draw you the map.
Careful, careful!
Hello?
HE KNOCKS ON DOOR
Hello?
HISSING
D'you hear that?
Hello?
HISSING CONTINUES
HE KNOCKS ON DOOR
Hello?
LOUD HISS, THEY SCREAM
SCREAMING CONTINUES
Help! Help!
For the love of God, help us!
Announce yourselves
or prepare to suffer a fate worse
than whatever that viper was going to give you.
Right, I'm...
GUN COCKS
Right there is fine.
My name is William Lee. This is..
Get up!
..Eugene Allerton.
We've come a long way to talk to you,
Dr Cotter...
..I presume.
SHE MOANS
My apologies about the viper.
Oh, please, it was just... No, no. He's there for security, of course.
Security? Wait, why would... Why...? HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
From prowlers. Oh.
Coming after my research.
Why did you say you boys came out here?
We wanted to ask you about the...
..the vegetation in the area.
SHE GUFFAWS
The vegetation?
I would be the right person to ask about that.
Uh-huh. Yeah.
Those are all gifts from the Shuar people.
My "tribe", so to speak.
Can I ask you about the bowls?
Yeah.
They're for a healing ceremony.
Right. Yeah. Mm-hm.
Involving a brew...
..that's made from one of the plants in the area.
Yage.
Maybe...
Maybe out here it's called...
"..Ayahuasca"?
I hear that
the Russians and the Americans are using it for different experiments.
The truth is...
..that's why we came out here.
I want to explore the properties of this drug.
I'd be willing to take some
as an experiment, you know?
We both would.
Yage...
..is connected to brujeria.
Right.
Witchcraft. Uh-huh.
To get some,
you'd have to develop a relationship with the local brujo.
Yeah? Right.
It'd take years...
..to gain his confidence.
Do you have that confidence?
THEY LAUGH
Come here! Come here.
I've been out here a long time.
Yeah...
I think the boys must be tired, no?
Yeah.
Expect they are!
Thank you again for the supplies.
Oh, that's just... It's, uh...
HE LAUGHS
Come on!
Yeah, come on, let me show you where you'll sleep. OK.
Thank you. Goodnight.
HE GRUNTS
Your friend's already up having coffee with hubby.
Here!
Why don't you take this and explore the area today?
Try and kill us something we can eat tonight.
HE YELPS
I'm all right.
Cotter says...
Cotter says the Indians have cleared most of the game out of the area.
They all have shotguns from the money
they made working for Annexia...
GRUNTING
What's that?
GUN COCKS
I'm going to go try to shoot it.
What is it? What?
What is it? How should I know?
It's alive, isn't it?
No! Shit! Argh!
Gene! Gene!
Tell the truth now.
You boys really here for the yage?
I mean, I appreciate the supplies you brought...
..but if I find you trying to run off with my research,
I'll kill you
and dump you in the jungle.
No-one will miss you out here.
Doc...
Doc, I... Ouch!
With...
With all due respect,
I couldn't give two shits about your research.
I've already forgotten. everything you told me about it.
You know it doesn't get you high, right?
Not like you're used to.
I'm a medical doctor, I can spot a junkie from a mile away.
I'm not interested in getting high.
What are you interested in?
Telepathy.
He likes you. Yeah?
Usually he bites.
I'll help you.
You know where I can find it?
SHE LAUGHS
It's everywhere!
You tripped over it in the jungle this afternoon!
Yeah.
Banisteriopsis caapi.
The Indians call it...
..yage.
SHE CHANTS
CHANTING CONTINUES
You feel anything?
No.
Do you? No.
I think we just drank a bunch of leaves and twigs from the ground.
Oh.
There they are.
Come on over, boys!
Easy.
I'm not queer.
Lee.
I'm not queer.
I know.
I'm disembodied.
Gene.
Go to sleep.
You boys should stay a couple more days.
For most people, the first time's just an introduction.
The opening of a door.
But for you two...
..it was something else.
It'd be a shame not to see where it might take you.
I need to be getting back.
What are you so afraid of?
Door's already open. Can't close it now.
All you can do is look away.
But why would you?
You should have seen yourself last night.
Yeah.
MUSIC: Puzzle by Verdena
# Te investiro
# E si che ho perso ogni merito
# Mi includerai mai
# Nell'inferno in cui vivi tu?
# Sei fumo o hashish?
# Benzina o cenere?
# Mi includerai mai?
# Oh, oh, mi serve un si
# Oh, oh, dimmi dove sei
# Oh, oh... #
Lee?
Hi, Joe.
Anybody else you'd like to ask me about?
No-one?
A kid named Allerton, maybe?
It's why you came back, isn't it? I was getting around to it.
He went down to South America or some place
with an army colonel.
How long ago?
About six months.
Allerton went along as guide.
They were going to sell the car in Guatemala.
A '48 Cadillac.
I felt there was something not quite right about the deal,
but Allerton never said anything definite.
You know how he is.
No-one's heard from him since he left.
He said something about joining you down there.
He never said anything to you about it?
When did you get this?
Oh, you know.
You know what happened to my camera, right?
BOTH: Stolen. By this Colombian kid I was getting acquainted with.
Took a bunch of my socks too, the little bastard!
So what's the story?
You making it with anyone these days, or?
Chimu's still here.
Why don't we go check out the local nightlife? Please!
Yes, I'm not really feeling up for it either.
Green Lantern?
Those guys are still here?
All of them, if you can believe it. All except Dume. Oh.
He's gone.
He died?
MM, no, he had to go back to Virginia to take care of his mother.
Oh. It's funny thinking of him. having a mother.
Yes, well, he doesn't any more. She died. Right.
You look good, Lee.
I do? No.
But it's good to see you.
Yeah.
You too.
SOFTLY: Yeah.
MUSIC: Puzzle by Verdena
# Poi ti siedi qui, Carol, ma si
# Gia ti senti nuda un po'
# Riammettimi, dai, fra i tuoi demoni
# Inniettami aria
# Se sogni e meglio poi
# Che nulla ti tiene qui. #
HE MUMBLES
DOOR CREAKS
WINDOW CLANGS
Lee.
MUSIC: Vaster Than Empires by Trent Reznor, Atticus Ross and Caetano Veloso
# How can a man who sees and feels
# Be other than sad?
# How can a man who sees and feels
# A sad feeling can be seen
# Be other than sad? As a test upon love
# How can a man who sees and feels Our love will grow
# Be other than sad? Vaster than empires
# And more slow
# How can a man who sees and feels Our love will grow
# Be other than sad? Vaster than empires
# And more slow
# How can a man who sees and feels Our love will grow
# Be other than sad? Vaster than empires
# And more slow
# Did it even happen? #