come to say good-bye?
Huh? Good-bye.
Miss Porter, believe me,
if I could go on my own, I would.
I just can't have you here two weeks.
Look, if a hiker passes by, if Mr. Lewis passes by, even an eagle,
please hitch a ride and go with them.
Do you think I like it here, 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.