" He was traumatized, in discomfort, tired, frightened and worried: "I can't stop my hands from shaking.I don't remember anything more, just the reports one after another till there was a funny little click and he revolver was empty.He passes the Rio movie theatre where the letters on the marquee for John Wayne'sThe Alamoare askew.The film's familiar, signature heme song begins to play under the credits: "Everybody's Talkin'" (sung by Harry Nilsson):Everybody's talkin' at meI don't hear a word they're sayin'Only the echoes of my mind.Nice teacher, each me something.I'm as awkward as a camel.That's not the worst.My two feet haven't met yet, but I'll be teacher's pet yet.'Cause I'm gonna learn to dance or burst." She replies with the film's first song: "Pick Yourself Up":Nothing's impossible I have found, When my chin is on the ground,I pick myself up, dust myself off, start all over again.They ran after his car as he sped away, with he Blonde shouting: "Can we come back this afternoon?" The jaded and indifferent Thomas was living a mid-60s life of excess (riches, fame, and women) at every turn.