Dennis: Man, this is a drag. Do you know how many other things I could be doing right now instead of this sh*t?
Al: Aw, it’s not so bad, Denny. It’s kind of like the old days again, gettin’ together for a shoot and a session and all.
Brian: (sigh)
Al: Hey, Bri, remember that guy, that old friend of yours, Loren what's-his-name? Schwartz! That was it, Schwartz. He was somethin’ else, wasn’t he? Real cool cat, that guy.
Brian: (sigh)
Al: Had a whole different vibe about him or somethin’, really tuned in. I don’t know, I’m just reminiscing is all.
Brian: Al, come on, no. Don’t. I don’t... That’s not…no. Come on.
Al: No but, Brian, remember how he protected you? He was like your guardian angel, he
healed you. Golly, I’d go as far as to say he SAVED you, Bri. Remember? I mean, the guy pretty much single-handedly did a great service to all mankind by introducing you to cool books and LA hipsters. You guys agree or what? I mean, Brian wouldn’t be the genius we know him to be today if it weren’t for Lor.
Mike: Al. We
don’t talk about that guy. Understand?
Al: Alright, fine. I’m just sayin’, I liked the guy, you know? And, shucks, he liked me too. We were straight with each other. Guy was real swell, didn’t give a f*** what anyone thought of him. Real groovy ideas on women and socioeconomic class, too.
Brian: AL!
Carl: Hey, real quick, should I have my left hand over right or right over left? What looks better?
Mike: That’s not really important, Carl. I appreciate your commitment to this, but let’s focus on the bigger picture.
Dennis: Hey, what the f***, is that Bruce over by the garbage? What’s he doing?
Mike: How does this thing look next to the plant like this? Next to the plant or on the other side, away from the plant?
Al: You know, Bri, in a few years, thanks to the sage wisdom of Loren, Mar is gonna leave you. It's gonna be just like how he got you to get rid of Murry. And watch it, Mike, you're next!
Dennis: Hey Brian, I’m just thinkin’ aloud here, something about seeing Bruce rummaging through the trash that got me thinkin’ … This is a little out there, but … Suppose one day there's a bunch of maniacs who get together on a daily basis to talk about us and you and Mike and specific dates and sh*t like old bags of potato chips...
Brian: Yeah?
Dennis: What if they were to ask you a bunch of questions. Lots of them, just hurling them all at you, you know? About sh*t you don’t care about and don’t want to be thinking about.
Brian: Well, Dennis ... I guess I don’t think I really understand your question.
Al: Yeah, that’s pretty far out, Denny. What do you mean by that anyway?
Brian: I guess I would answer all the questions very insightfully, Dennis.
Dennis: Hey, thanks for that answer, Brian! Really appreciate you doing that, you're the best! Can't wait to hear what you're working on next. Best of luck to you.
Al: Denny, you're actin' pretty weird. What gives?
Mike: God dammit, are we a diseased bunch of mo'fos! Can we just get this shot?
Carl: Hey, I’m good to go, Mike. I got this.
Mike: You’re doin’ a fine job, Carl, and I can appreciate that.