Lecture 154

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INT - LECTURE HALL - DAY

 

The hall is nondescript. A young boy, approximately eight years old, draws up to a lectern. He is dressed in youthful fashion, removes papers from a brief case and sets them on the lectern.

 

YOUNG BOY

(Confidently)

If we speak of Locke's tabularasa metaphorically, we can use it as a working hypothesis from which to build, layer upon layer, a better appreciation for the higher concepts in human understanding. Of course, just such an hypothesis is the basis of psychoanalytic theory and practice. But I think we'll find, however, the advancements that usually accord with the inevitable development of Locke's pristine state falls somewhere short in terms of validity ...

 

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INT - LECTURE HALL - DAY

 

The hall is the same as the previous scene. A boy, approximately fourteen years old, stands at the lectern. His speech overlaps, and is identical to, the final words of the young boy.

 

BOY

... falls somewhere short in terms of validity. Time and variance of experience offer such diverse potentialities that no common formulations are permissible in a scientific consideration of this topic. I mean, if you draw on all the possible realms of experience through the ages, that study alone would take several life times merely to accumulate enough material to accredit any study with legitimacy. The futility of such an endeavour is visible from the outset. That is not to say that these areas should be ignored, but rather, the life span of the average individual is too short, so that by the time ample material is collected and properly collated, the initial objective would be lost in the obscurity of a mind whose life has been spent gathering instead of analyzing. And, to top it all off, the natural evolution of convention would distort the aims and goals of such a study so that to expect an undertaking of this magnitude to be relayed from one generation to the next is sheer folly ... Well. That being the case, and since there is not time enough to speak more thoroughly, I guess I've said all I can. Thank you for your patience, but I'm going home to watch T.V.

 

He exits. The camera is motionless. A moment passes. A very seductive-looking woman enters. She seems bewildered as she glances alternately in the direction the boy has just exited and to the camera.

 

WOMAN

Um ... our special guest speaker seems to have left a little early. And ... um ... the organizers of "Lecture Number One Hundred and Fifty-Four" have asked me to fill in in his place. The trouble is ... ah ... I hope you don't mind, but I'm really not up on this stuff. Quite frankly, I prefer to spend my time in physical relationships than with all this academic stuff. I mean, I find sex much more stimulating than thinking. Don't you? I think that the key to happiness isn't something you analyze. No. It's ... it's something more passionate. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not suggesting that I'm emotional or anything. I'm not about to fall in love. It's just that I think sex is the answer to everything. I mean, how can you be stressed out when you're having sex. Oh, but I don't sleep with just anybody either. I think that sex with someone of your own gender is disgusting, at least for me it was. You know, the other person has to have at least that much going for him. But no, all these people around here want to do is talk. Did you ever notice that about lectures? All they do at them is talk. I mean, like, what's the point? Talk, talk, talk, blah, blah, blah. It's all the same anyway, and yet that's all they ever do. Maybe I'm missing something, I don't know, but I don't get it. Do you know what I mean?

 

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INT - LECTURE HALL - DAY - REVERSE ANGLE

 

The seats of the hall are empty except for one man who stands up.

 

MAN

(Angrily)

Talk, talk, talk, blah, blah, blah! I'll say! I've never heard so much babbling in my life! I mean, really! You're no better than the rest of them! I can hear you talking but I don't see you doing anything about it. What a hypocrite. Oh, they picked a winner when they picked you to speak. You sit up there in your pretentious, seductive little pose talking about doing something and what do you do? Nothing! I mean, if you really want to do something why don't you put your mirror down and do something useful. There are thousands of things that need to be done. Get a job, why don't you? Millions of people do that. You know, go to work? And I don't mean working the streets. Or are you too good for that? You two-faced, lethargic bimbo! Even with your I.Q., you must be capable of doing at least a few things right. I mean, why don't you go out and join the rat race like all the rest of us animals. Huh? Come over to the other side, I'm sure there's room for you here too ... So what do you say to all that? Huh? Give us your opinion. What are you going to do about that? Now let's hear what you have to say. Come on, enlighten us with your infinite wisdom.

 

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INT - LECTURE HALL - DAY - REVERSE ANGLE

 

A middle-aged man stands at the lectern. He looks ill at ease with the task that has been set before him.

 

MIDDLE-AGED MAN

Well, that is a difficult problem to resolve. The complexities surrounding the issue are astronomical. Of course, I'm no authority but, if you're really interested, I'll try to satisfy your curiosity. Let me begin by asserting that consciousness is only a state of mind. And, then let me add that all other modes of being are subordinate to this principal state. So that, now, based on this assumption, if you want to gain control over a phenomenological particular in your character, etc. you must be conscious of it before anything will happen. That is, for example, multiple levels of truth and meaning existing in a system are only such that they correspond to an already existing level of consciousness that the subject must be conscious of. In other words, the imposition of a conscious mode of perception onto objects in the empirical world, or otherwise, has no correlation to causality. Or, to put it another way, to absorb select aspects of that empirical, or other, world into consciousness, at any level, creates only a state of mind. And, a state of mind, one must remember, is only ONE state of mind. Nor has this any bearing on truth or meaning. But you object, doesn't that eliminate the possibility of existential experience? The answer to which is simply: No.

 

During the preceding speech, SUB-TITLES cross the lower part of the screen, right to left, which read, "The Little Red Hen's Ribs and Chicken Culinary Emporium is offering a time-limited special offer of a free basket of wings with every five dollars spent at the bar. We're located five miles south of highway six eighty nine just east of the forty seventh side road. So, for the finest chicken and ribs in town, come to The Little Red Hen's Ribs and Chicken Culinary Emporium."

 

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INT - LECTURE HALL - DAY - REVERSE ANGLE

 

The seats of the hall are empty except for one student who looks either dissatisfied with the lecture or overcome with a craving for chicken wings. The student gathers together his/her belongings and exits while the man concludes his oration.

 

MIDDLE-AGED MAN (V.O.)

(Continuing)

But then, reality, you assert, is subjective. Well, Rene Descartes thought so, didn't he? But Kant gave an alternate interpretation of his formulation; Foucault refuted his claim; Freud ignored it; and Sartre wondered a great deal about just about everything. Cognition has nothing to do with subjectivity nor objectivity. This is where the synchronic and diachronic approach mentioned earlier falls short. The origin exists in an unknown locus which can only be discovered in a forever receding future. Simply put, it is not possible to actualize the future because the moment you think you have it (and it is delusion to believe this) it has become, prior to awareness, the present. This, of course, is what killed the futurist movement in art: "last year's futurist work" is an oxymoronic statement which can only be viewed as ludicrous, if taken seriously. So, this much being the case, the field which exists between metaphysics and logic that we so affectionately call epistemology only becomes possible with the conceptual organization of a hierarchy of conscious structures that, in their turn, will facilitate an understanding that will permit consciousness to function on its own accord. I think Nietzsche would agree but, to be totally honest, I don't remember what your question was.

 

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Black

 

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INT - LECTURE HALL - DAY

 

An old man stands at the lectern.

 

OLD MAN

Well ... uh ... I can't seem to find my glasses ... It seems kind of pointless, my being here, without my glasses to read the notes I've prepared. I've had a hard week, what, with the batteries to my hearing aid going and all that. The old body's not what it used to be. I envy you young people in your health; not knowing the discomfort of arthritic pain. I tell you, those were the days. I guess, I shouldn't complain, though. My wife's much worse off than I am. She seems to catch every ailment in circulation, the poor woman ... But I suppose you're not interested in hearing the ramblings of an old man's failing health. So let's proceed, shall we? The topic today is cavry sossal and I'd like to begin frazzezz nothig and azpips the economic factors alone are almost inconceivable and then losachane and come back and frosago from there. Now, anybody will tell you cathrisus awryastasis, but let me just say backasid oruthiforkus. So, if you'll just turn to your texts, you'll see asreet leevafors on pages vagripor or spide the sprade sellus.

 

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CLOSE SHOT - MIDDLE-AGED MAN

 

The following dialogue is overlapping.

 

MIDDLE-AGED MAN

Well, it's funny you mention it ...

 

BOY (V.O.)

At first I thought it was all nonsense ...

 

WOMAN (V.O.)

Well, I don't know. Your place or mine? ...

 

YOUNG BOY (V.O.)

I ask my mom all the time but she never tells me ...

 

MAN (V.O.)

Push and shove, that's all everybody does anyway ...

 

OLD MAN (V.O.)

Things just aren't the same as they used to be ...

 

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CLOSE SHOT - BOY

 

BOY

... But after a while I thought about it and realized that maybe there was something to it after all ...

 

MAN (V.O.)

... What? Are you talking to me? ...

 

WOMAN (V.O.)

... What kind of car do you drive? ...

 

MIDDLE-AGED MAN (V.O.)

... A friend of mine once told me ...

 

OLD MAN (V.O.)

... It's getting to be a struggle just to keep breathing ...

 

YOUNG BOY (V.O.)

... I just want to know why? ...

 

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CLOSE SHOT - OLD MAN

 

OLD MAN

... I remember, not too long ago too, me and my grandson used to just go walking ...

 

WOMAN (V.O.)

... You know? like what do you do when you're not here? Does it pay well? ...

 

MAN (V.O.)

... Did you say something? ...

 

BOY (V.O.)

... Maybe, I mean, just maybe, the speaker that filled in for me has a phone number ...

 

MIDDLE-AGED MAN (V.O.)

... of course, I don't know whether it's true or not; he got it second hand ...

 

YOUNG BOY (V.O.)

... I don't understand everything sometimes? ...

 

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CLOSE SHOT - WOMAN

 

WOMAN

... I don't do anything without getting money for it ...

 

MAN (V.O.)

... Oh, the big guys always change their tone when they meet something real, don't they? ...

 

MIDDLE-AGED MAN (V.O.)

... but he told me that this fellow that he'd known once read somewhere ...

 

YOUNG BOY (V.O.)

... Maybe I should ask my dad ...

 

OLD MAN (V.O.)

... up by the river about five miles from the house ...

 

BOY (V.O.)

... Don't know how I could get it, though ...

 

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CLOSE SHOT - MAN

 

MAN

... Huh, are you talking to me? ...

 

WOMAN (V.O.)

... Well, anyway, let's not quibble over details ...

 

OLD MAN (V.O.)

... Now it's just a culvert at the side of the highway ...

 

BOY (V.O.)

... My trouble is, who would I ask?

 

MIDDLE-AGED MAN (V.O.)

... that very same thing you're talking about now ...

 

YOUNG BOY (V.O.)

... but it's so hard to understand him ...

 

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CLOSE SHOT - YOUNG BOY

 

YOUNG BOY

... He has sans teeth and he can't see or hear or everything either, I mean anything.

 

OLD MAN (V.O.)

... Progress! Huh? If that's the price for civilization, for a higher standard of living, well I don't know.

 

BOY (V.O.)

... I don't know, if I can't get to her, maybe I can find someone else.

 

MIDDLE-AGED MAN (V.O.)

... Now, it could be true, but as from my own experience, I tend think it unlikely.

 

MAN (V.O.)

... Well, you better get that straight anyway.

 

WOMAN (V.O.)

... Should we get out of this place or what?

 

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MED. SHOT - INFANT

 

INFANT

Dada.

 

FADE OUT.

 

THE END

 




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