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Carr.:
I have scanned your mind and will answer some before you speak physically. The Master has intimate tiles with TIE.
Baker Bloch:
You mean, ties with TILE obviously.
Carr.:
TILE colors appear in several spots. Karoz wants you to think about The Master and TILE. The Master has appeared before in one of me. Tasted like chicken.
Baker Bloch:
Yes, that joke was funny the first and perhaps second go around.
Carr.:
Are you mocking me? Your God?
Baker Bloch:
I don’t think you’re a God, Carrcassonnee.
Carr.:
That’s what you told Chuck.
Baker Bloch:
You mean Charlie? He was asking about the image from the most recent 2 collages, which form a diptych. That image is you. I told him the giant woman in the image, which is you, is God I think, but said I wasn’t totally sure about that. He seemed to like the joke. Joke?
Carr.:
Joke (laughs).
—–
Baker Bloch:
I’m back.
Carr.:
I blinked and you were gone. Now you’re here. I have to get use to that.
Baker Bloch:
You are smaller than you’ve ever been before, Carrcassonnee.
Carr.:
Call me The Master.
Baker Bloch:
I’m not going to do that.
Carr.:
Then call me YANA. Heck, just call me Carr. Like a little, spidery one you drive around Bath in. In the future.
Baker Bloch:
Thanks! How’s Spider doing, by the way?
Carr:
Spouting out the same 4 numbers in different ordering. Maybe I should trade him in for a newer model.
Baker Bloch:
I hear Redd Foxx is in town. But it turns out to be the red fox in one of baker b.’s collages, the one that turned her back on Spider.
Carr:
She hasn’t gotten over it yet. Poor Spider. Had to go over to the next collage down and speak to lowly Dingo. Dumb Dumb Dingo. Dumbgo.
Baker Bloch:
Is there really that contrast?
Carr:
Yes. Spider is my baby. Mothers are protective. Mothers must keep their babies from being influenced by Dumb Dumbs.
Baker Bloch:
You don’t sound much like a God.
Carr (quickly):
Good!
Baker Bloch:
Back to TILE — so it’s in this film, The Master, and Greenwood did the score.
Carr:
What was it?
Baker Bloch:
What was what?
Carr:
The Score.
Baker Bloch:
That’s the film score.
Carr:
Oh, I thought you meant sports score. Karoz is infatuated with sports, you know. Wants to build the whole school around sports, not teaching per se. But that tiled into his TIE as well.
Baker Bloch:
As I recall baker b. saying, The Master, in an older version of you…
Carr:
Yes.
Baker Bloch (continuing):
The Master is one who gets entangled in TILE, as his ego and charisma and following grow. Kind of like L. Ron Hubbard again. The Master was one of Karoz’s teachers, and the reason he went to Crabwoo University in the first place.
Carr:
Uumm.
Baker Bloch:
He created the TILE pyramid on the southern shores of the Blue Feather Sea, much like The Master of Anderson’s film is seen in a cathedral-like building at the end, when he and Freddie make their final split.
Carr:
I am telling you this because another one of me is coming up, and you can’t rest on your laurels. I am small now, in this cubby hole at the end of your aisle in your church. But I will grow larger again as I get hungrier. Remember how large I was over in Collagesity, just before eating the 11th. I get hungry — I grow larger.
Baker Bloch:
Opposite of what you’d think. You shrink when you eat.
Carr:
Karoz is attempt to start a college, this college, based on a religion that is TIE. Yippie tile one on. You have recently ranted about religion and Islam, Judaism, and Christianity being 3 aspects of 1… *thing*. This thing is TILE. TIE, I mean.
Baker Bloch (correcting):
I think you do mean TILE, actually.
Carr:
Am I backwards as usual? I am backwards. Yes?
Baker Bloch:
Maybe Carr. Specifically in that instance you were. The religion Karoz wishes to spread is called TILE. Not TIE. You left out the L, see.
Carr:
Where did I put it?
Baker Bloch:
I’m not sure it’s been put anywhere, Carr.
Carr:
Then we must drive my little car to find it. Where’s Spider?
Baker Bloch (pointing to his left):
Right over there. Spouting out his numbers, as usual.
Carr:
Do you mind riding in the backwards?
Baker Bloch:
Um, back you mean? Spider is a dog, not a car… Carr.
Carr:
Spider is a Litt Carr. Little car. Like used for driving around baths.
Baker Bloch:
I’m thinking we should end.
Carr:
Then we’re not going to take a trip?
Baker Bloch:
I don’t think so. Do you want to talk [more?] about the 2 most recent collages?
Carr:
Hurla Dontbee will help you more with those. I handle the more God-ly stuff. Asking the big questions. Like, what times are it?
Baker Bloch:
Yes, a good one to be asking.
Carr:
Yes.
Baker Bloch:
Then I will take my leave. Goodbye and thanks a lot Carr. And goodbye to you little Spider. I hope you 2 have a great day.
Carr:
Thank you. And the same to you my fiend. On your way out send the next worshipper in. A man named Freddie I believe. We are trying to help him. Little Carr, my Spider, has doubts. I believe this may be where we part ways but we’re not at the end of the film yet.
Baker Bloch (surprised to see Freddie’s head stick inside the door at the far end of the church):
Oh. He really is here (!?). Yes, I’ll be glad to tell him this. Thank you again.
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