Soupy Sales in a wetsuit.

                             ELVIS
                    Echoplex. Fifty million.
                    Barnes and can we the second
                    time, know me just go back
                    someday soon we just a we
                    comb his hair tore inch
                    zigurrat peace in my soul but
                    Don Knotts let full man steal
                    me price, know me the moon
                    she's my girl Pat. There's no
                    room to rhumba on a toilet
                    seat.

2     REPEAT

3     SOMETHING RATHER FUNNY'S HAPPENING TO ME

4     REPEAT

5     EXT. EXACTLY NIGHT

      The Goodge Street stop of the Northern Line of the
      London Tube. A mid-to-high-end clothing store
      materializes in the train's waiting area.

                             VOICE
                    Mind the Gap.

6     EXT. DAY. FIGUEROA STREET, HIGHLAND PARK, LOS ANGELES

      Jack Poet stands in an empty dirt lot, his feet
      buried up to mid-shin. A bulldozer picks up the
      ground around him, and he and a mountain of dirt rise
      in the air and move away, out of view forever.