Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           "Youcanselltheseforeightbucksapiece,aquickprofit."Thehitch-hikerdidsomequickfiguringandhandedoverthecamerainexchangefortheplasticbag.WhenBillyletthemanoffinLancaster,Steveturnedtohim:"Ididn’tknowyoudidchemicals."

           "Idon’t."

           "Where’dyougetthespeed?"

           Billylaughed."Thosewereaspirins."

           "God,"Stevesaid,slappinghisthigh."I’veneverseenanythinglikeyou."

           "Ioncesoldawholesuitcasefullofphonypills,"Billysaid."Ithinkitstimetodoitagain.Letsmakesomeblotteracid."Hepulledintoadrugstoretobuygelatineandafewotheringredients.BackatthetrailerhemelteddownthegelatineinoneofBev’spanstoapattyonesixteenthofaninchthick.Whenitwashardanddry,hecutitintoquarter-inchsquaresandputitontape.

           "Blotteracidshouldsellforafewbucksapiece."

           "Whatsitsupposedtodo?"Steveasked.

           "Speedyouup.Makeyouseehallucinations.Butthebeautifulthingisifyougetcaughtpushingthesefakeones,therearenodrugsinvolved.Andwhatsthepoorsuckerwhobuysthemgoingtodo?Gotothecops?"

           BillytookoffforColumbusthenextday.Whenhecameback,thesuitcasewasempty.Hehadsoldabatchofaspirinandblotteracid,andhewasflashingarollofmoney.ButStevenoticedthathelookedscared.