The Good Night Page #3

Dora, listen, I don't... Christ, I don't know...

You have problems.

Make sure you scrub out the sink.

Gary? Gary? Are you here?

Gazo!

Hey, mate. Have you seen her yet?

- Here she is! No. Have you seen her?

- No.

She's, like, sort of tall and hot,

in a kind of short, ugly way.

Paul, why is she coming here?

You're such an idiot.

Someone's going to see you.

What if Terry finds out?

- Then it's curtains, isn't it?

- Exactly. How can it be worth it?

What are you talking about, worth it?

It's like being on tour again.

She wants to be a gymnast.

Have you any idea

how flexible those chicks can get?

- A gymnast? What is she, 11 years old?

- That's what I said to her!

I said,

"Your tits are too big to be a gymnast."

Because they've got to be flat

and, like, super Chinese, you know?

Why are we in a f***ing hobbit hole?

We're not in a hobbit hole.

I'm just checking some things out.

Don't touch my books.

Listen, do you have a lot of dreams?

- What does that mean?

- Well, do you have dreams?

Like, I don't know, dreams that, when

you're sleeping, that you have one night,

and then the next night you have it again.

I don't mean the same dream,

but say, one closely related

to the one you had before?

Well, I don't know, probably.

I don't really remember my dreams.

Unless I leave a little something in my PJ's,

if you know what I'm saying.

Well, yeah. This is...

These are all PJ dreams,

but without the "leaving something."

I've had a couple of them and they just...

They were amazing.

I just thought I'd find out about it.

Okay, well, now you come to mention it,

I did have a dream once

where I killed a man,

which is pretty cool.

And I f***ed my mother.

I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

No, I'm not. But it was sick. I didn't enjoy it.

Yes, I did.

Look, don't tell Dora I said that

because that's, like, bad.

That is bad.

- There she is.

- This her?

Yeah, she's waiting for me.

- Hey. Hey, how're you doing?

- Hi.

- Don't kiss me.

- Okay.

This is Gary. He works for me.

- Hi.

- Hi, Gary.

- You're the keyboardist?

- Yeah.

- Tica with a "T."

- Hi.

- Oh, wow. I'm just such a big fan.

- Oh, thank you.

She is, honestly. She knows all the words

to Checkpoint Carlos.

She likes to hum it when we're in bed.

Do you like any of the other songs?

Checkpoint Carlos is really

one of my favorite ones.

We should get the hell out of here

because we've got stuff to do.

You make up those changes

and call my assistant,

- because she'll know where I am, okay?

- All right.

- Take it easy.

- Don't slap it.

Whatever, let's rock.

Excuse me?

Can you tell me, do these books tell you

what your dreams mean?

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