Jerry comes in naked with an envelope sealed with red wax.
"Open it and read it to me."
Oh sir, it's battle orders."
"Wheeeeeeeeeeee!" Audrey ejaculates.
On deck, naked tars throw their hats into the air jacking off and leaping on each other like randy dogs: "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" They scramble into uniforms as bugles call them to battle stations.
The Fever: A red silk curtain scented with rose oil, musk, sperm, rectal mucus, ozone and raw meat goes up on a hospital ward of boys covered with phosphorescent red blotches that glow and steam the fever smell off them, shuddering, squirming, shivering, eyes burning, legs up, teeth bare, whispering the ancient evil fever words.
Doctor Pierson covers his face with a handkerchief. "Get it out of here!"
Yen Lee looks at a painted village with his binoculars. Taped voice: "We see Tibet with the binoculars of the people."
In a stone hut, a naked boy lies on a filthy pallet. Bright red luminescent flesh-clusters glow in the dark room. He rubs the clusters with a slow idiot smile and ejaculates.
Yen Lee sags against a wall with a handkerchief in front of his face.
"It's the pickle factory."
"A health officer is on the way."
The Health Officer is on the nod on his porch over a sluggish river. The huge bloated corpse of a dead hippopotamus floats slowly by. The Health Officer is oblivious. Taped voice: "For he had a sustaining vice." On a riverbank with Ali standing over him, he looks with horror at his torn pocket and empty hand. Backdrop shifts to another bank. With the same expression, Farnsworth looks down at his naked body covered with red welts. Ali stands over him smiling, the red welts a dusky rose color on his reddish-brown skin.
Marine band plays "Semper Fi."
Picture of a privy on a door with a bronze eye under the sickle moon. Audrey, as Clem Snide the private eye, is sitting in a sunken room open at the top. The audience is looking down into the room so they can see what he is looking at: photos of Jerry—baby pictures ... age fourteen holding up a string of cutthroat trout ... naked with a hard-on ... Jerry live onstage, naked with his hands tied, face and body covered with red blotches, a baneful red glow behind him. He is looking at something in front of him as his penis stirs and stiffens. Scattered applause and olés from the audience.
Banner headlines in red letters: MYSTERY ILLNESS SPREADS.
On a hospital bed, Jerry spreads his legs with a slow wallowing movement, showing his bright red asshole glowing, pulsing, and crinkling like a randy mollusk. He twists his head to the right, eyes spluttering green flashes as he hangs.
A sepia cutback to the hospital bed. He ejaculates, kicking his legs in the air. Jimmy Lee, as a male nurse, catches his sperm in a jar.
Thunderous applause ... "Olé! Olé! Olé!"
The jar is passed to four Marine guards and rushed to a top-secret lab. A scientist looks through a microscope. He gives the OK sign.
Bouquets of roses rain on stage.
Red-letter headline: NATIONAL EMERGENCY DECLARED.
Stop lights. Quarantine posts.
Soldiers with their pants sticking out at the flies clutch their throats and fall.
Newscaster: "It is impossible to estimate the damage. Anything put out up to now is like drawing a figure out of the air."
A diseased face with a slow idiot smile is projected onto the newscaster's face from a magic lantern....
"The world's population is now approximately what it was three hundred years ago."
Boys on snowshoes reach the haman. Steam and naked bodies fade to a misty waterfront. Opium Jones is there with patches of frost on his face as the boys sign on in the ghostly cabin of The Great White.
Dinner at the Pembertons. Candlelight on faces that suggest madeup corpses. Only Noah, his boyish face flushed, looks alive. The conversation is enigmatic.
"Are they doing mummies to standard?"
"This is the aunt's language."
"We still don't have the nouns."
"You need black money."
"A master's certificate to be sure...."
"Suitable crops."
"Are you in salt?"
"Bring a halibut."
"Ah good the sea."
They all look at Noah, who blushes and looks down at his plate.
"Draw the spirits to the plata...."
"The family business ..."
"It probably belongs to the cucumbers."
"Cheers here are the nondead."
The boys are back on The Great White. A shout from the cabin boys brings them out on deck. Jerry, with a noose around his neck, grins a wolfish smile. Then he hands, as the western sky lights up with the green flash.
Captured by Pirates: Boys swarm over the rail with knives in their teeth. One with an enormous black beard down to his waist swings his cutlass at imaginary opponents with animal snarls and grunts and grimaces until the crew of The Great White rolls on the decks, pissing in their pants with laughter.
"Guarda costa ..." the boys mutter.
One puts a patch over one eye and scans the coast with an enormous wooden telescope.
Kiki fucks Jerry, pulling a red cashmere scarf tight around his neck and grinning into his face. As Jerry ejaculates, blood gushes from his nose.
Slowly, a room in an English manor house lights up. A picture on the wall shows an old gentleman wrapped in red shawls and scarves propped up in bed, with laudanum, medicine glass, tea, scones, and books on the night table beside him. Taking to his bed for the winter....
A light shines on a huge four-poster bed. A man with a nightcap sits up suddenly. A naked radiant boy is standing at the foot of his bed. The man gasps, chokes, turns bright red and dies of apoplexy, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.
Cities of the Red Night: Spotlights bathe the papier-mâché walls in red light. The boys camp around putting on disease makeup. Juanito, the Master of Ceremonies, puts a red rubber flesh-cluster in his navel.
"My dear, you look like Venus de Milo with a clock in her stomach."
The boys pose with expressions of idiot lust. The spectators roll on the floor laughing. One turns blue in the face.
"Cyanide reaction! Medics on the double!"
Boys in white coats rush in and shoot him with a blackout dart.
Piper Boy with a bamboo flute in Lima ... blue sky, color of his eyes. Smell of the sea. Dink is fucking Noah who turns into Audrey and Billy.
"It's me! It's me! I've landed! Hi, Bill! It's two hundred years, Bill! I've landed!"
The pilgrimage may take many lifetimes. In many rooms, on many levels, the ancient whispering stage ...
Moving age with his binoculars, Audrey lays back in a chair masturbating. Bright pirates. Jerry comes in red wax. We see Tibet for a few seconds, people. A sepia cutback to the hospital. Depraved smile, sperm in a beaker.
He plays "Semper Fi" to four Marine guards. Baby pictures declared in red letters of cutthroat trout. Red anticipation of fever drifts from the bed. See what he is looking at onstage.
National Emergency, age fifteen, holds up a string of stoplights. Jerry's radiant ghost may take many lifetimes. Jerry, the cabin boy, stands over the hills and far away.
"Lima, flash, it's me. The Piper Boy in Lima. Dink, I've landed. Long way to find you."
Noah is in the library studying diagrams of mortars and grenades. He is drawing a cannon. A Chinese child in the doorway throws a firecracker underneath his chair. As the firecracker explodes, the cannon barrel tilts up at an angle. A backdrop of burning galleons falls in front of him.
Audrey's boys are back on deck. Gas tank explodes in Tamaghis. Flintlock rifle on the library table. Hans and Noah take off their shorts.