Raoul Duke: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we’ll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can’t turn him loose. He’d report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they’ll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?
I’m going to get you a Valium.
I said the Valium you gave to Simon wasn’t actually Valium.
You can’t scare her. She’s sleeping with Prince Valium.
Then take a Valium like a normal person.
She’s changed, Jen. She’s starts at 5:30 in the morning, still punchy from last night’s sleeping pills. So, she takes a red pill to pep herself up and at midnight she’s still flying. I try to talk to her. It’s like a brick wall.
Midnight. Baseball bats and boogeymen. Beautiful.
Hundred bucks says I can get us a rainout.
Either it’s raining or I’m dreaming.
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.
I want to live again!
Well, sometimes dead is better.
“Never go against a Sicilian when death is on the line”
Who is it, darling?
It’s a ‘Mr. Death’ or something. He’s come about the reaping? I don’t think we need any at the moment.
And over here, our bass player, the Duke of Spook, the Doc of Shock, The Man with No Tan, please say hello to Death himself, the Grim Reaper.
Need a bit of… ooh, shock treatment/So look out, mister, don’t you blow your last resistor for a vista that’ll mystify ya!
Hey, laser lips, your mama was a snow blower.
I know you are but what am I? Infinity!
Some infinities are simply bigger than other infinities.
To infinity… and beyond!