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hwp Writer: I was twelve going on thirteen first time I saw a dead human being.
It happened in the summer of nineteen-fifty-nine. A long time ago.
But only if you measure in terms of years.
I was living in a small town in Oregon called Castle Rock. There were
only 1281 people, but to me it was the whole world.
Radio: Hey its the bossman Bob Cormier here. Its a beautiful Friday
morning in Portland! Its 90 K.L.A.M degrees and getting hotter! Up
the ladder with another platter! Its Bobbie Day with Rocking Robin!
Its boss!
Chris: Hey, how do you know a Frenchmans been in your backyard?
Teddy: Hey, Im french, okay.
Chris: Your garbage cans are empty and your dogs pregnant.
Teddy: Didnt I just say I was french?
Chris: I knock.
Teddy: Shit.
Chris: Twenty-nine.
Teddy: Twenty-two.
Gordie: Piss up a rope!
Teddy: Gordies out. Oh Gordie just bit the bag and stepped out the door!
Chris: Come on, man, deal.
Writer: Teddy Duchamp was the craziest guy we hung around with. He didnt
have much of a chance in life. His dad was given fits of a rage. One
time he held Teddys ear to a stove and almost burned it off.
Teddy: I knock.
Chris: You foureyed pile of shit!
Teddy: That pile of shit has a thousand eyes! What? Whats so funny? Come
on, Ive got thirty, what have you got?
Chris: Sixteen.
Teddy Go ahead, keep laughing. Id turn you right down.
Writer: Chris Chambers was the leader of our gang and my best friend. He came
from a bad family and everyone just knew, hed turn out bad.
Including Chris.
Gordie: Knock the secret knock!
Vern: I forget the secret knock, let me in!
G,C,T: Vern!
Vern: Come on you guys, open up! Oh man, you guys are not gonna
believe this. This is so boss. Oh man, waitll you hear this,
waitll you hear this. You wont believe it. Its unbelievable. Let
me catch my breath. I ran all the way from my house.
G,C,T: I ran all the way home. Just to say Im sorry, sorry oh ... cant..
Vern: Come on, guys, listen to me. Guys, come on! Okay, forget it. Ill
tell you nothing.
Chris: Alright, guys, alright. What is it, man?
Vern: Okay, great, you wont believe this sincerely.
G,C,T: I ran all the way home!
Vern: Screw you guys!
Chris: What is it?
Vern: Can you guys camp out tonight? I mean if you tell your folks, were
gonna tent onmy backfield?
C,G: Yeah.
Chris: I think so. Said my dads kind of on a mean streak. You know, hes
been drinking a lot lately.
Vern: You got to man, sincerely! You wont believe this! Can you, Gordie?
Gordie: Yeah, probably.
Teddy: So what are you pissin and moaning about, Verno?
Chris: I knock.
Teddy: What! You liar, you aint got no pat-hand. You didnt deal yourself
no pat-hand!
Chris: Make your draw, shitheap.
Vern: You guys wanna go see a dead body? Well I was under the porch,
digging, you know..
Writer: We all understood what Vern meant right away. At the beginning of the
school-year he had buried a quart-jar of pennies underneath his house.
He drew a treasuremap, so he could find them again. A week later his
mom cleaned out his room and threw away the map. Vern had been trying
to find those pennies for nine months. Nine months, man. He didnt
know whether to laugh or cry.
Charley: Jesus Christ, Billy, we gotta do something!
Billy: What, who cares?
Charley: We saw him.
Billy: Saw? He aint naught to us. The kids dead, so it aint naught to
him neither. Who gives a shit, if they ever find him? I dont.
Charley: It was the kid they were talking about on the radio. A Braker, a
Brower, Flowers, whatever his name is. The train must have had him.
Billy: Big fucking deal!
Writer: We had all followed the Ray Brower-story very closely because he was a
kid our age. Three days before he had gone out to pick blueberries
and nobody had seen him since.
Charley: I think, we should tell the cops.
Billy: You dont go squawking to the cops after you boosted a car, you idiot.
They gonna wanna know how the hell we got way on the Back Harlow road.
Now they know, we dont got no car! Its best we just keep our mouths
shut, then they cant touch us.
Charley: I agree, but we could make an anonymous call.
Billy: They trace those calls, stupid. I seen that on Highway Patrol and on
Dragnet.
Charley: Alright. I just wish we never boosted that goddamn Dodge. I wish,
Ace had been with us. He could tell the cops we was in his car.
Billy: Well he wasnt.
Charley: Were going to tell him?
Billy: We dont gonna tell nobody. Nobody never. You dig me?
Teddy: I know the Back Harlow Road! It comes to a dead end by the Royal
river. The traintracks are right there! Even my dad used to fish for
cossies out there!
Chris: Jesus Christ, man. If they would have known you were under the
door they would have killed you.
Gordie: Could he have gotten all the way from Chamberlain to Harlow? Its
really far!
Chris: Sure. He must have started walking on the traintracks and just
followed them the whole way.
Teddy: Yeah. Yeah, right. And then after dark the train must have come along
-- Oh smacko!
Chris: Yeah. Hey, hey gu
