A Glimpse Inside the Mind of Charles Swan III Page #3

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and imagine all sorts of scenarios.

Either with the girls in school

or whoever.

So, what would you do?

It would go something like this:

You'd be there, and a bad guy would

burst in and try to take you away.

Aah! Charlie!

I would reach into my shoe...

and pull out a poison dart.

Charlie, you in there?

Yeah, what do you want?

Marnie had a meeting set

with you 10 minutes ago.

- Not now. I'm busy.

- Sorry.

Charlie! Oh, my God. Charlie!

Charlie!

And then one hit.

Barn. And then I save you.

Stay the f*** out.

Heh, oh, my God.

And that's

how the rescue fantasy goes.

- Charlie. You're nuts.

- I know I am.

You're nuts.

We've passed the deadline

for the pizza redo...

and they're still not happy

with the cheese pool.

F*** them.

Also we need to get started

on Kirby's cover soon.

We really need an idea from you.

Ugh, I'm sorry I just don't...

I don't have any ideas just yet.

Well, what can I do to help?

Get a researcher? Dig up some scrap?

Get one of the younger guys

to sketch something?

No, no, no. Just give me some time.

I'll come up with something.

I know you think

the new receptionist is foxy...

but Charlie, I have to be honest.

I don't think she's doing a very good job.

Well, let's not fire her just yet.

I say we give her a second chance.

I know that you're thinking

something terrible.

Just get your overactive imagination

working on Kirby's album cover, okay?

Well, I tried rope and twine

A corral of barbed wire

But they kept on escapin'

So I built the fence higher

Why does love need a prison

To keep an object of desire?

You know, there was also

the mattress thing.

Huh?

She wanted me to get a new mattress

because I'd f***ed other girls on it.

You know what? You guys deserve

each other. You're both crazy.

That's what I told her.

So how about my album cover?

Any ideas yet?

I thought it was different with her.

I'm sorry, Kirb. I can't concentrate.

I think of her every three or four minutes.

I hear you, man, but after some time

passes you'll start to forget.

I'd kill to have someone

to be in love with.

No, you don't.

She was over it, but I wasn't.

- I'm suffering, man.

- Sorry, brother.

Then I started to get intuitions

that she was seeing another guy.

Those are usually right.

You had no hard facts?

There was this one suspicious scene

partner dude from her acting class.

Right. And all that late night

rehearsal bullshit.

You know, there is one way you can

find out, but you can't go back.

- What's that?

- You bug her.

- Huh?

- You plant a bug.

What do you mean? Like tap her phone?

I can't do that.

Not saying you should. Just saying

there's a guy in my studio, he did.

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