Down to Earth Page #2
- Where are you going? | - I gotta wake up. I got an audition.
- Let me explain. You're not dreaming. | - I gotta get to the Comic Strip.
- Do you know where the "A" train is? | - Mr. Barton?
- Mr. Barton, here's the thing- | - Keyes, what's the problem?
Oh, Mr. King. No problem, sir.
I have everything under control.
Mr. Barton here was, uh, | having a great time.
No, actually, | I'm trying to wake myself up.
I hate to break it to you, chum,
You're dead. Capisce?
- I'm not dead. | - Lance, come here.
What you're feeling right now | is totally normal.
For most people, dying is | a real shock to the system.
But, baby, it's gonna get better.
It's heaven, baby. The food is great,
the women are beautiful,
and the music, Lance- | the music is hot.
Yes, sir, the fun never stops.
That's great, but I'm not dead.
Look, I got an audition coming up | that I know I'm gonna make.
So you guys can just fix whatever | mistake you made and get me home.
Serge.
Could you check the list and see | when Mr. Barton is arriving?
Barton, Barton, | Barton, Barton. Ah.
Due November 17, 2044,
30a. m., | Eastern Standard Time.
2044?
You could've just given me the year. | Leave a brother a little doubt.
I took him one-tenth of a second before | the truck hit. He couldn't have made it.
What am I gonna do with you?
First, you make Frank Sinatra | wait for a table.
He didn't have a jacket.
He's Frank Sinatra! | He can wear whatever he wants!
- You killed me! You killed me! | - Hey! Hey!
- You killed me! You killed me! | - Hey! Hey! Come on.
Now, Mr. King has been | in charge up here for quite some time.
I don't think there's anything | he can't handle.
- You guys can fix this, right? | - Lance, look,
I pride myself | on being a straight shooter.
For guys that lived a bad life, | I don't mince words.
I tell them to go to hell, literally.
You, on the other hand, | I like you.
You're what you call- | You're very, um-
You're very, um- | what's the word- very, um-
- Funny? | - No. You're spunky.
- Spunky? What the- | - Spunky.
So here's the story. | Your body's gone.
Adios, sayonara, comprende?
- But I spoke to my boss. | - You talked to God?
Yeah. What we can do for you | is put you in somebody else's body,
as long as no one knows | he's dead yet, okay?
Wait a minute. How am I supposed | to do my act in somebody else's body?
Lance, this is all part | of some, like, grand plan.
- Really? | - Yeah, sure.
Anyway, come on. | Let's go find you a body.
- This one's kind of like a fixer-upper. | - I don't think so.
How about this one? | He's physically fit.
- He's got nice pecs. | - Big's not funny.
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