THIRD MAN: If only they let you know when. My back is killing me. I'm waiting to pull a sick act. Just waiting, that's all. FIRST MAN: Go ahead and wait, a lot of good it will do you. THIRD MAN: You mind your own business. FIRST MAN: I am, doc. You brought the whole thing up. SECOND MAN: He's looking for trouble. THIRD MAN: He'll get it. ALARIC ARKALION: We're going to be together a long time. A long time. Why don't you all relax? SECOND MAN: You mind your own business. FIRST MAN: Nuts, aren't they. They're nuts. A sick act, yet. SECOND MAN: Look how it doesn't bother him. A failure, he was. I can just see it. What does he care if he goes away forever and doesn't come back? One bread line is as good as another. FIRST MAN: Ha-ha. SECOND MAN: Yeah, well I mean it. Forever. We're going away, someplace--forever. We're not coming back, ever. No one comes back. It's for good, for keeps. FIRST MAN: Tell it to your Congressman. Or maybe you want to pull a sick act, too? THIRD MAN: (Hits First Man, who, surprised, crashes back against a table and falls down) It isn't an act, damn you! GUARD: All right, break it up. Come on, break it up.... ALARIC ARKALION: (To himself) I wish I saw that ten million dollars already--_if_ I ever get to see it. * * * * * They drove for hours through the fresh country air, feeling the wind against their faces, listening to the roar their ground-jet made, all alone on the rimrock highway. "Where are we going, Kit?" "Search me. Just driving." "I'm glad they let you come out this once. I don't know what they would have done to me if they didn't. I had to see you this once. I--" Temple smiled. He had absented himself without leave. It had been difficult enough and he might yet be in a lot of hot water, but it would be senseless to worry Stephanie. "It's just for a few hours," he said. "Hours. When we want a whole lifetime. Kit. Oh, Kit--why don't we run away? Just the two of us, someplace where they'll never find you. I could be packed and ready and--" "Don't talk like that. We can't." "You want to go where they're sending you. You want to go." "For God's sake, how can you talk like that? I don't want to go anyplace, except with you. But we can't run away, Steffy. I've got to face it, whatever it is." "No you don't. It's noble to be patriotic, sure. It always was. But this is different, Kit. They don't ask for part of your life. Not for two years, or three, or a gamble because maybe you won't ever come back. They ask for all of you, for the rest of your life, forever, and they don't even tell you why. Kit, don't go! We'll hide someplace and get married and--" "And nothing." Temple stopped the ground-jet, climbed out, opened the door for Stephanie. "Don't you see? There's no place to hide. Wherever you go, they'd look. You wouldn't want to spend the rest of your life running, Steffy. Not with me or anyone else." "I would. I would!"