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"
See
anything
,
Patty
?
"
"
Michael
is
at
the
top
of
the
steps
,
the
crowd
is
at
least
a
hundred
yards
away
,
being
kept
off
the
hotel
grounds
.
Duke
has
grabbed
some
pix
and
Mike
is
waiting
to
let
him
change
lenses
.
No
hurry
.
"
Happy
Holliday
Went
on
,
as
the
tank
shifted
to
the
crowd
,
semi
-
close
and
panning
:
"
You
understand
,
friends
,
that
this
wonderful
community
is
in
a
unique
condition
today
.
Something
strange
has
been
going
on
and
these
people
are
in
no
mood
to
trifle
.
Their
laws
have
been
flouted
,
their
security
forces
treated
with
contempt
,
they
are
angry
,
righteously
so
.
The
fanatic
followers
of
this
alleged
antichrist
have
stopped
at
nothing
to
create
turmoil
in
a
futile
effort
to
let
their
leader
escape
the
closing
net
of
justice
.
Anything
can
happen
-
anything
!
"
The
announcer
’
s
voice
climbed
:
"
Yes
,
he
’
s
coming
out
now
–
he
’
s
walking
toward
the
people
!
"
The
scene
cut
to
reverse
;
Mike
was
walking
directly
toward
another
camera
.
Anne
and
Duke
were
behind
him
and
dropping
farther
behind
.
"
This
is
it
!
This
is
it
!
This
is
the
blow
-
off
’
.
"
Mike
continued
to
walk
unhurriedly
toward
the
crowd
until
he
loomed
up
in
the
stereo
tank
in
life
size
,
as
if
he
were
in
the
room
with
his
water
brothers
.
He
stopped
on
the
grass
verge
in
front
of
the
hotel
,
a
few
feet
from
the
crowd
.
"
You
called
me
?
"
He
was
answered
with
a
growl
.
The
sky
held
scattered
clouds
;
at
that
instant
the
sun
came
out
from
behind
one
and
a
shaft
of
golden
light
hit
him
.
His
clothes
vanished
.
He
stood
before
them
,
a
golden
youth
,
clothed
only
in
his
own
beauty
–
beauty
that
made
Jubal
’
s
heart
ache
,
thinking
that
Michelangelo
in
his
ancient
years
would
have
climbed
down
from
his
high
scaffolding
to
record
it
for
generations
unborn
.
Mike
said
gently
,
"
Look
at
me
.
I
am
a
son
of
man
.
"
The
scene
cut
for
a
ten
-
second
plug
,
a
line
of
can
-
can
dancers
singing
:
