Naked Lunch Page #3
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- 1991
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Gradually increase the percentage
of black without telling your friend...
and he'll lose his taste
for the bug powder soon enough.
What is it?
What does it do?
Oh, it's all natural.
It's made from, uh...
aquatic Brazilian centipede
or some such outlandish thing.
It shuts down the brain's
response to the bug powder. That's all.
The powder becomes
irrelevant to the addict...
and the addict then
ceases to be addicted.
Side effects?
Nothing that will surprise the addict.
But, uh, before I -
before I do your cure...
I've gotta score some bug powder.
Score?
You're not trying to... pull a fast one
on the old doctor, are you?
I came here for help.
Of course you did.
Phew!
My God.
It smells like a... tainted cheese.
You'll see how elegantly this works.
The black will disappear completely.
And there'll be no smell,
no discoloration.
It's like an agent -
an agent who's come to believe
his own cover story...
but who's in there, hiding...
in a larval state...
just waiting
for the proper moment to hatch out.
Extra, extra! Read all about it!
Thirty-nine cents,just for today! Special.
Thirty-nine cents.
Fresh cabbage.
Centipedes.
"Followers of obsolete,
unthinkable trades...
"doodling in Etruscan...
"addicts of drugs not yet synthesized...
"black marketeers of World War III...
"excisors of telepathic sensitivity...
"osteopaths of the spirit...
"investigators...
"of infractions denounced...
"by bland, paranoid chess players...
"servers of
fragmentary warrants taken down...
"in hebephrenic shorthand...
"charging unspeakable
mutilations of the spirit...
officials of unconstituted
police states, broke -"
Hi, Bill.
Say, why don't you and I join them?
Hank and I were just bored.
It wasn't serious.
I didn't take it seriously.
Where is Hank?
He got embarrassed and left.
Not before he came, I hope.
Hank's on junk.
He doesn't come.
Not before you came, I hope.
I'm on bug powder.
I don't need to come.
"Officials of unconstituted police states...
"brokers of
exquisite dreams and nostalgias...
"tested on the sensitized
cells of junk sickness...
"and bartered for
raw materials of the will...
"drinkers of the Heavy Fluid...
sealed in translucent
amber of dreams."
for our William Tell routine.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Joan.
Joan.
Oh,Joan.
Are you a f*ggot?
Not by nature, no.
I'm not.
I wouldn't say... f*ggot.
No.
However, circumstances have forced me
to consider the possibility that -
I'd like you to meet a friend of mine.
He specializes in sexual ambivalence.
Sexual ambulance, did you say?
My God.
He's called Mugwump.
No point in feigning surprise.
You knew we would be
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