Monday, April 24, 2017

boots diner dialogue final 2

from here.

Rachel, their waitress, leaves.

A bus boy swoops in right behind her to remove their plates and silverware.

They both take sips of their coffee.

WANDA: Leave the paper?

TOM: I'm through with it.

WANDA: Finish the crossword?

TOM: Maybe three-quarters.

He adds it to the sections of newspaper Wanda is tidying.

WANDA: Kinda funny about Lanai, huh?

TOM: Three more months.

WANDA: Three more months and twelve days.

TOM: But who's countin'?

WANDA: Not me.

TOM: Me either.

Tom winks, Wanda winks back.

Wanda puts her glasses in her purse, Tom puts his in a shirt pocket.

WANDA: And actually, I think the correct pronunciation is something like lah-NAH-ee.

TOM: Lah-NAH-ee.

WANDA: The island.

TOM: Not the porch or patio.

WANDA: Far as I know.

They both finish their coffees, set the mugs down with finality.

TOM: Ya know what I'm wonderin'.

He slides and steps out of the booth, Wanda does the same, gathering her purse and tablet, sticking the latter into the former.

Tom fishes his wallet out of a back pocket, then a twenty-dollar bill out of the wallet and lays it on the table. We can't help but notice his prominent silver belt buckle featuring a turquoise bucking bronc and rider, one hand high in the air.

WANDA: What are you wondering?

TOM: I'm wonderin' if we're gonna get lei'd when we get off the plane.

WANDA: (eyes wide) Thomas Dylan Walker.

TOM: What. Ain't that what they do when ya get off the plain? Lay them flowers 'round your neck? Ain't they called lei's?

She shakes her head.

WANDA: Yes, they are called leis. And no, I don't think they still do that, at least not when you get off the plane. But I have a pretty good feeling we'll get lei'd when we get to our hotel.

She winks and walks off, fairly sashaying. Tom takes his cowboy hat off the hook, sets it on his head, adjusts it just-so. Walks off, cowboy boots knocking on the hardwood floor.

The DING DING of the doorbell.

Tom and Wanda into view through the window, at the truck. Tom lets her in, comes around, into the driver's seat.

Rachel comes back through frame. Picks up the twenty, mouths thank you. Tom and Wanda wave back. Tom backs into the street, Rachel leaves frame, Tom points the truck, drives out of frame.

Another truck, Wyoming plates, pulls in to take his spot.

Legge: The fourth line, magnetic, shows one advancing in the highest mode. There will be no error.
Wilhelm/Baynes: Complete approach. No blame.
Blofeld: A perfect approach -- no error!
Liu: Complete approach brings no blame.
Ritsema/Karcher: Culmination Nearing. Without fault.
Shaughnessy: Arriving at the forest; there is no trouble.
Cleary (1): Consummate overseeing is blameless. [Being weak yet preserving rectitude, refining oneself and mastering the mind, thereby awaiting the newborn positive energy, is called consummate overseeing. Watching over the quintessential, when the great medicine appears one naturally does not make the mistake of missing it.]
Cleary (2): Consummate overseeing is impeccable. [In Buddhist terms, this represents using correct concentration corresponding to correct insight.]
Wu: Condescending at the right place is without blame.
Hua-Ching Ni: Correct advancement. No fault.
Confucius/Legge: This is due to the various appropriateness of the position. Wilhelm/Baynes: For the place is the appropriate one. Blofeld: This is indicated by the suitable position of this line. Ritsema/Karcher: Situation appropriate indeed. Cleary (2): In the right place. Wu: His position is proper.
Legge: Line four, though magnetic, is in her proper place and has for her correlate the dynamic first line. Hence her advance is in the highest style.
Siu: The man advances to a high place because of the appropriateness of his ideas and behavior and the open-mindedness of a person of high rank who draws men of competence into service.
Wing: Your Promotion is well executed. Regardless of any difficulties you may encounter in assuming your new position, your behavior is so appropriate that you can continue successfully on your way.
Editor: The image suggests that the conscious attitude is in accordance with the aims and goals of the Work. Depending on the context of your query, some kind of fruition is indicated: something is concluding as fated or willed.
But, O my friend, if this be true, there is great reason to hope that, going whither I go, when I have come to the end of my journey, I shall attain that which has been the pursuit of my life. And therefore I go on my way rejoicing, and not I only, but every other man who believes that his mind has been made ready and that he is in a manner purified. Plato -- Phaedo
A. The Work is progressing as it should. It's all coming together now.

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