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Our taxi never shows so
this guy, Clayton, gives us a
lift to the airport in Tuk...
Clayton: Kind a icy, eh. It's kind a fall too. Kind
a cold, eh. What time's your plane?
Clayton: You've got lots of time.
Norah: So, you've lived in Tuk your whole life?
Norah: What do you think about Metallica. Are you
Norah: Not interested? Do you have any kids?
Norah: Are they excited?
Clayton: Yep. Lots of people are but not me. I gotta work.
7 houses. 8 o'clock at night, 7 in the morning. I
don't get to see nothing.
Norah: What do you do with the houses?
Clayton: Watch'em, so they don't burn them, eh.
Norah: Who's going to burn them?
Clayton: They tried to burn the school down three days ago.
Clayton: (Laughs). It's less than they owe'em. You wanna go
there, huh? You wanna go up there?
Norah: The golf course.
Clayton: We'll stop up there. You'll get a better picture.
Philip: The DEW place.
Philip: We got time?
Clayton: Yep, lots of time:
Norah: What time is it?
Clayton: I got quarter to.
Norah: Maybe we should go, eh?
Philip: Maybe, the plane leaves at seven.
Clayton: No fuckin' way, it's never on time.
Norah: Ya, that's cool.
Clayton: No way, no fuckin'
way Arctic Wings
is on time.
Norah: We trust you.
Clayton: You won't miss your
plane. You'll be
watching, it don't
come till seven.
Or is it...
Philip: So what is this
place we're going?
Where is that?
Philip: What is that place?
Clayton: Which one?
Philip: Where we're going?
Clayton: DEW line.
Norah: What is it?
Clayton: I don't know. It was here way before us.
The whole town must've been drunk last night.
You saw this morning lot's of drunks.
Norah: Just two.
Clayton: Assholes or good people.
Norah: Ah, good people, man. Just a little bit drunk.
Clayton: Just like everybody else, right.
Norah: Yup, for sure.
Clayton: What made you guys come to Tuk?
Norah: The ocean.
Clayton: You dip your toe in the ocean?
Norah: I jumped in man. I ripped off my clothes and swam
in the ocean.
Clayton: This morning?
Norah: No, last week. We came last week to Tuk.
Clayton: You travel all over, that's a big ball, eh.
Clayton: So I haul all of you four and none of you got
Clayton: Should we have a joint then?
Norah: By the time I got up here it was long gone. My pot
made it to Whitehorse. That's yours! Wow.
Clayton: Don't take a picture
of that in here.
(Opens car door and
shouts to his pal.)
My wife is at home.
... Who? I know he
told me to go.
Holy fuck, there'll
be a whole lot of
tonight. See ya.
(Door slams closed.)
Holy Christ, a lot
Norah: Do you have a lighter?
Clayton: Oh, hey look, the fuckin' plane is in. It won't
leave without you four people. I'll fuckin' chase
it down the runway if I have to. You guys never
got that from me.
Norah: It's a nice parting gift, man, I haven't had weed
for a couple of weeks.
Clayton: Oh ya. (passing the police barracks) Fuckin' cops.
Norah: We're gonna fly like this, gee. We're gonna fly
and really fly ya know in many senses of the word.
Clayton: You wanna get another picture of the DEW line?`
Norah: Ah, maybe we should get in the plane...
Clayton: They're not walkin' there yet. I'm not tryin' to
make you miss your plane.
Norah: We trust you man. We know you'll take care of us
if we do. You want any of this?
Philip: No I'm okay. There it is. It looks like a James
Norah: Oh ya. Tuktoyaktuk stash, where's does it come
Norah: What's your name
Norah: Clayton. I'm Norah.
Clayton: See, they're not
walkin' to the plane
Norah: Fuckin' crazy man.
Life is so crazy.
Clayton: Good pot?
Norah: Ya, it's pot.
It's pot. It works,
Clayton: I've smoked worse.
I bet ya that pilot's
waiting for you guys.
You got the fast
plane today. I got
'em, Wayne, ya,
missin' four people.
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