The Motel Lobby

Howard: Sure, man, and I'll go until two and I'm gonna

be in there supporting 'em, in fact I'll sit in with

those guys. I'm into it, I'll sing a little 'Blue Moon

. . . '

Mark: Hey man . . .

Dick: Listen, this is a nice place, man, it's got a

beautiful room . . .

Howard: Don't give me that man, it's plastic city, it

bites, the guy behind . . .

Dick: Relax and enjoy some of the wo-, wonderments of

nature . . .

Howard: No no no no, the guy behind the desk is a

werewolf. You can't give me any of that, the chick over

there's been dead for twenty minutes. I'm hip to this

place, I've seen 'em in my sleep, man

Dick: Hey, listen, I've never seen you this way, man

Howard: No, man, I'm not keyed at all

Dick: You're unpleasant

Howard: I'm not unpleasant! I can't wait to sign the

card and check into my little closet. Unpack my leather

cape, hang it up on the wall, get out the washboard,

put away my nitty books and get into it! I'm gonna go

down and cruise in that lounge, man, I'm gonna have . .

.

Dick: Watch this, it's right in there, just step right

in

Howard: I'm gonna take a look

?: Hello, Frank . . .

Howard: Ooohoowwoh!

Mark: Hey, what is this, man? Is this the can-can room?

Howard: This place waits for us, man

Mark: This place waits us! Is there a piano?

Howard: There's a juke box with a lotta hokie country

songs on it. I am coming in here and getting blotto in

about ten minutes

Mark: Oh, man, me too!