Pete Krumbein:
Throughout the ages, man has sought to look behind the veil that hides him from tomorrow. And through the ages, certain men have looked into the polished crystal... and seen. Is it some quality of the crystal itself, or does the gazer merely use it to turn his gaze inward? Who knows? But visions come. Slowly shifting their forms... visions come. Wait. The shifting shapes begin to clear. I see fields of grass... rolling hills... and a boy. A boy is running barefoot through the hills. A dog is with him. A... DOG... is... with... him.
Stanton Carlisle:
Yes... go on... his name was Jib. Go on!
Pete Krumbein:
[
Choked laughter] Humph. See how easy it is to *hook* 'em!
Carny #1:
How can a guy sink so low?
Carny #2:
He reached too high...
Pete Krumbein:
Every boy has a dog.
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