for christ's sake?
I got no liquor, nine cigarettes
and a grease monkey for company.
I want to stay here only marginally
more than I want to die trying to escape.
You laughing in there
or crying?
i, m crying.
- I suppose two weeks isn't that long.
- Oh, no?
What?
Thank you. Thank you.
On one condition.
No story.
Not one word.
Aloof, self-satisfied,
self-sufficient,
surprisingly attractive.
could use some makeup.
christ, my mind is going.
I sound like Rona Barrett.
It's so quiet up here, you
could hear a mouse get a hard-on.
A touch arrogant,
maybe frigid.
It might explain things.
When she goes out-
Mr. souchak, would you-
Sorry. Did I startle
you? No, no, it's not you.
It's, uh-
It's the cigarettes.
They kind of make me jumpy. Oh.
I'm on strict rations. I'm
gonna take a shower now.
Good. Good.
That's always nice.
Ah, sorry.
How's this?
Right. Why don't I just slide outside?
Maybe you can have a cigarette while
you're out. Then you'll be down to seven.
- Ha, ha, ha. What time we leavin' in the morning?
- We?
I thought we had
an agreement.
I just want to see
what you do, that's all.
It's not easy up there,
you know. i, II manage.
I had a cousin
in the Boy Scouts.
How are you doing,
Mr. souchak?
ust great. Just great.
This is so much fun.
I should
get out more.
Be careful around these
rocks. Oh, no problem.
esus christ.
Do you want to rest for a bit? No, not me.
i, m fine.
i can go all day.
I'd like to get this broad
in a bowling alley.
Sheesh.
Shh!
Are you telling me-
No disrespect, Miss Porter,
but it, s no big deal up here.
Hmm.
Okay, i, m decent.
Terrif
c.
You sure you won, tjoin me
in a plate of this?
What is it?
I'm not sure.
"Western omelette mix."
They give it to the
marines as punishment. Mmm.
I wish I could offer you
some of my supplies,
but I hadn't planned on there
being an additional person.
If you're coming with me,
you'd better get ready.
I think
I'll stay back today.
If I go out, this solidif
es again in my stomach.
I thought you did very well
yesterday, considering.
Damn it.
shit. i
'Bear down
hicago Bears '
'No one can forget
the way you thrilled-"
Mmm.
Hi.
Hi.
Dinner's almost ready.
Tough day at the off ce?
What's that?
Goulash.
My grandmother's recipe.
No, no. This.
Not bad, huh? Probably the f rst
thing I ever made with my hands.
No.
Yup.
And the goulash is
by way of celebration.
I had to use real
ingredients for ingredients.
I hope you don't mind.
You're welcome to share my stuff
tomorrow. Maybe I'll fast tomorrow.
Are you expecting company?
Yeah, well, I only had two
cigarettes today. Gets me hungry.
Two cigarettes, ten f ngernails.
You're gonna love this stuff. Hmm.
I have never seen goulash
look... so different.
Well, it's not off cial goulash.
That's what my grandmother
called it.
Of course she also called tuna f sh salmon.
This is good.
This is really delicious.
My compliments
to your grandmother.
She died 20 years ago.
They said it was the goulash.
And thank you
for my lovely door.
Oh, that's nothing. Tomorrow
I'm gonna start on a garage.
Mmm.
Yeah.
Remote control,
the works.
Have you ever quit before?
I'd rather not talk during this
last one, if you don't mind.
You'll go back to chicago
a healthy man.
They'll give you a medal
for saving your own life.
That's it. I'm dead, f nished.
I'll go insane now.
Oh, God. Here come
the withdrawal symptoms.
Oh, Jesus.
Oh! Hey!
Goddamn!
esus christ! What are
you, some kind of nut?
Get over here. ust get over
here! On your stomachs, fast.
We, re from the Department of
the interior, Game Protection.
What the hell
- Shut up, mister! Mr. Harris.
You've just committed a felony punishable by
two to ten years in the federal penitentiary.
That's a bald eagle you're shooting at, and
the American government takes it personally.
We haven't shot any birds. I don't
want to hear about it, Mr. clagett.
Tell