I THOUGHT HE MIGHT LIKE
TO LOOK AT YOUR SPARE ROOM.
(LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY)
MANNY, YOU LOOK LIKE
YOU COULD USE SOME SLEEP.
IT'S BETTER THAN
GETTING MASHED EVERY NIGHT
ACCORDING TO FREUD IT'S DANGEROUS
EVEN TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOU.
- OH. (CHUCKLES)
- WHAT?
WHY NOT WRITE ABOUT THAT?
WONDERFUL! THAT'S JUST THE TICKET.
- WHERE'S THE THING?
- ON TOP OF THE THING!
BIT SCUFFED.
(MANNY) HMM.
HMM. HMM. HMM.
THIS TEMP'S 29, SHE CAN'T GET
A BOYFRIEND. OH, MY GOD.
SHUT UP. I'M NOT TALKING TO YOU.
TH-TH-THE TRAFFIC? WAS IT ALL RIGHT?
- I'M NOT DOING MY ACCOUNTS!
- WHY?
OOH, MMM. WELL, WHAT A DAY THAT WAS.
- OH, HELLO.
- HELLO.
HERE, LOOK. HERE, HERE...
WITH NO COMPANY EXCEPT THE DEAD BEES.
(THUD)
FORWARD, GO ON, FORWARD.
MORNING, BERNARD.
OH, RIGHT. HELLO? OH, HIYA.