Waking Life: Chapter 2 - Anchors Aweigh
Description: Script of the movie Waking Life, based on Tara Carreon's transcription, but with revisions based upon a viewing of the DVD version of the movie, which was watched with subtitles.
Revisions by James Richard Skemp III
This chapter last modified: October 21 2005
Notes: Special thanks to Andrew, Larry Redden, and Ed Sandberg for pointing out errors in Tara's transcription (numerous errors were fixed here, along with some scene information clarifications). Absolutely let me know if anything slipped by my look-over, especially in the quicker and the 'like, like, you know,' sections ;)
Read the entire Waking Life movie transcript, with revisions.
Hey man, it's me. Um, I just got back into town. I thought maybe I could bum a ride off you or something, but that's cool. I could probably just take a cab, something like that. Um -- Yeah, I guess I'll hang out with you later, something like that.
(A boat car drives up in front of the airport)
Ahoy there matey! You in for the long haul? You need a little hitch in your get-along, a little lift on down the line?
Oh, um, yeah, actually, I was waiting for a cab or something, but if you want to ...
All right. Don't miss the boat.
(He gets in.) Hey, thanks.
Not a problem. Anchors aweigh!
So what do you think of my little vessel? She's what we call "see-worthy." S-E-E. See with your eyes. I feel like my transport should be an extension of my personality. Voila. And this? This is like my little window to the world, and every minute it's a different show. Now, I may not understand it. I may not even necessarily agree with it. But I'll tell you what, I accept it and just sort of glide along. You want to keep things on an even keel I guess is what I'm saying. You want to go with the flow. The sea refuses no river. The idea is to remain in a state of constant departure while always arriving. Saves on introductions and good-byes. The ride does not require an explanation. Just occupants. That's where you guys come in. It's like you come onto this planet with a crayon box. Now, you may get the 8-pack, you may get the 16-pack. But it's all in what you do with the crayons, the colors that you're given. And don't worry about drawing within the lines or coloring outside the lines. I say color outside the lines. You know what I mean? Color right off the page. Don't box me in. We're in motion to the ocean. We are not landlocked, I'll tell ya that. So where do you want out?
Uh, who, me? Am I first? Um, I don't know. Really, anywhere is fine.
Well, just -- just give me an address or something, okay?
Well I don't know either, but it's somewhere, and it's going to determine the course of the rest of your life. All ashore that's going ashore. Ha ha ha ha ha. Toot, toot.
(Main character gets out, sees a note on the ground, it says look to your right, and he does and gets hit by a car. He wakes up and gains colour, dresses, eats. Goes to class. Philosophy professor is lecturing.)
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