Clerks Page #4

ACTIVIST:

I'd say you're about nineteen, twenty,

am I right?

CUSTOMER:

What the hell is that?

ACTIVIST:

That's your lung. By this time, your

lung looks like this.

CUSTOMER:

You're shittin' me.

ACTIVIST:

You think I'm shitting you...

The ACTIVIST hands him something from the briefcase.

CUSTOMER:

What's this?

ACTIVIST:

It's a trach ring. It's what they

install in your throat when throat

cancer takes your voice box. This

one came out of a sixty-year-old

man.

CUSTOMER:

(drops ring)

Unnhh!

ACTIVIST:

(picks up the ring)

He smoked until the day he died.

Used to put the cigarette in this

thing and smoke it that way.

DANTE:

Excuse me, but...

ACTIVIST:

This is where you're heading. A cruddy

lung, smoking through a hole in your

throat. Do you really want that?

CUSTOMER:

Well, if it's already too late...

ACTIVIST:

It's never too late. Give those

cigarettes back now, and buy some

gum instead.

(grabs nearby pack,

reads)

Here. Chewlies Gum. Try this.

CUSTOMER:

It's not the same.

ACTIVIST:

It's cheaper than cigarettes. And it

certainly beats this.

Hands him a picture.

CUSTOMER:

Jesus!

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