Moment 22 Flashcards
Presley: So … what does he do in the act?
Cosmo: I take it off.
Presley: What?
Cosmo: His mask.
Presley: That’s all?
Cosmo: That’s enough, believe me. I’ve seen women faint and grown men vomit. Earns a fortune. He walks on stage, sings a little ditty, then I go to take his mask off. I look round at the audience and I say …
At an invisible audience
Cosmo: What shall I do..? Shall I take it off…? Have you all sunk that low? And they tell me what to …
Looks at Presley
Cosmo: I’ll tell you what! Why don’t we give you a little show!
Presley: A what?
Cosmo: A show! Let’s see how human you really are!
Presley: No…
Cosmo: What?
Presley: No.
Cosmo: You know what that ‘no’ means, don’t you, Mr Chocolate?
Presley: What?
Cosmo: ‘Yes’!
Pitch! Up!
Pitchfork walks to the chair.
Cosmo: Ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for coming to our little show.
Presley: He can’t do it.
Cosmo: All we want to do is entertain you.
Presley: Help him.
Cosmo: Make you laugh, make you shiver.
Presley: He’s going to hurt himself!
Cosmo: Welcome to the ghost train!
Presley: He’s going to hurt himself.
Cosmo: He can fucking do it!
Cosmo: He can’t! Look at him!
Cosmo: You know your trouble? You care too much!
Presley: But look at -
Cosmo: No ‘buts’, Mr Chocolate. If I can say he can get up in the chair, he can get up on the chair.
Pitchfork knocks chair over.
Cosmo: Pitch! Get up!
Presley: Don’t … oh, don’t …
Cosmo: Be quiet! Up! Up! Up! Up! Up! Up!
Finally, Pitchfork manages to get up on the chair.
Cosmo: There! You see! And now, ladies and gentlemen, to begin our little show, my associate here will sing a charming little lullaby entitled, Cradle Me to Heaven. Over to you, Pitch.
