1:13:01
Yeah. It's on the sofa
right next to the Hassan's Rumpus Room riff.
1:13:04
- It's all right there.
- I'm telling you, boys...
1:13:06
I never saw those pages before.
1:13:10
I truly do suspect
some sort of colossal con.
1:13:13
Oh, someone's planted
these pages in your room, right?
1:13:16
Somebody sent all those letters to me
and signed them with your name, right?
1:13:21
A well-orchestrated cabal
could easily manage...
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all of these simple things, children.
1:13:26
When will you learn?
1:13:28
They've done you a favor, 'cause this stuff!s
gonna get published under your name...
1:13:32
and you'll have a career.
1:13:34
Yeah, you'll probably
get into print before we will.
1:13:37
For God's sake, Bill,
play ball with this conspiracy.
1:13:42
You're patronizing me, boys...
1:13:46
but I don't mind,
'cause you're so sweet to me, too.
1:13:48
Hey, Martin, listen to this.
1:13:52
"So we start for New Orleans past
iridescent lakes and orange gas flares...
1:13:58
"and swamps and garbage heaps...
1:14:00
"alligators crawling around
in broken bottles and tin cans...
1:14:05
"neon arabesques of motels...
1:14:07
"marooned pimps scream obscenities
at passing cars from islands of rubbish.
1:14:14
New Orleans is a dead museum."
1:14:18
So nice.
1:14:20
Sound familiar, Bill?
1:14:24
First time I ever heard it. Read on.
1:14:46
I think it's time to discuss your, uh...
1:14:50
philosophy of drug use
as it relates to artistic endeavor.
1:14:55
I think it's time
to bring this meeting to order.
1:14:59
I think it's time for you boys
to share my last taste...