Funny Face Page #3

which has to do with consciousness

as a mere accessory

of physiological processes

whose presence or absence

makes no difference...

Whatever are you doing?

Hold it!

- Good. Get her in another outfit.

- Put on the shebop.

None of you seems to realise you're

trespassing on private property.

You run around, ignorant of the fact

that I can have you put in jail.

- For the last time...

- You're getting tiresome.

What are you doing?

Let go. Let go of my arm.

I know you don't mean any harm,

but you are in everyone's way.

Now, we won't be a moment.

Let me in.

The air will do her good.

She was very pale.

Alright, hit it.

Hold it. Ready?

Good. One more, please.

Alright. Hit it.

Hold it. Ready?

Very good, Marion.

One more, please. Last one.

Alright, here we go.

Hit it.

Hold it. Ready.

OK, that's it. That ought to do.

(bell rings)

- Quite through?

- Thank you. You've been wonderful.

We'll mention the shop

in the magazine.

Don't you dare!

(Miss Prescott) Taxi!

(bell jingles)

Oh, no!

Oh!

Hello there.

I stayed to help you

put these back.

I didn't realise we made such a mess.

Which shelf for materialism?

Just hand them to me.

Oh, no.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

We don't usually barge in that way.

I mean a man of your ability

wasting his time

photographing silly dresses

on silly women.

Most people think they're

beautiful dresses on beautiful women.

At most, a synthetic beauty.

Trees are beautiful.

Why don't you photograph trees?

I do what I do for a living.

It has to do with supply and demand.

You'd be amazed how small

the demand is for pictures of trees.

My work is pleasant,

the pay is excellent,

and I get a trip to Paris every year.

I certainly envy you that.

I'd be in Paris now

if I could afford it.

You'd have a ball.

You'd go to a party every night,

drink champagne,

swim in perfume, and a new love

affair every hour on the hour.

If I went to Paris, it would be

to go to Emile Flostre's lectures.

Who goes to Paris for lectures?

Professor Flostre

is the greatest living philosopher,

and father of empathicalism.

Oh? What's empathicalism?

The most sensible approach to

true understanding and peace of mind.

Sounds great, but what is it?

It's based on empathy.

Do you know

what the word ''empathy'' means?

No, I'll have to have

the beginner's course on that one.

Empathy.

Is it something like sympathy?

Oh, it goes beyond sympathy.

Sympathy

is to understand what someone feels.

Empathy

is to project your imagination

so that you actually feel

what the other person is feeling.

You put yourself

in the other person's place.

Do I make myself clear?

- Why did you do that?

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