Dying Young
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:47:14
Come on.
:47:16
- They'll start by staring.
- No, they won't.

:47:18
Someone will ask,
"Hey, man, why ain't you got any hair?"

:47:20
- They'll be too busy drinking.
- I've been to places like this. They always ask.

:47:23
- Come on.
- They always ask.

:47:34
Two beers.
:47:42
Thanks. Save the glasses.
:47:47
- You moved into Demazian's place?
- Uh-huh.

:47:50
Bring your foul-weather gear?
:47:52
Geez, you're gonna fuckin'
freeze to death up there.

:47:55
Weather-strip it. That'll fix it.
:47:57
I've weather-stripped
around 30 houses. Works every time.

:48:00
You mean you stripped
in about 30 houses.

:48:06
Anyway, I'd do yours.
:48:08
- Cappy.
- Hilary.

:48:10
- Thank you.
- Victor.

:48:12
How do you do?
:48:14
Hilary, beer's on the house.
:48:17
- You're kidding!
- So, Vic, how come you shaved your head?

:48:22
Yeah.
:48:23
He's a Hare Krishna.
:48:26
- No, you know, at the airport, the guys in the yellow...
- Saffron.

:48:29
- Robes, passing out flowers.
- Daisies.

:48:32
- Take off.
- With his little cymbals, singing.

:48:37
- Sing.
- What?

:48:39
- Sing, hon.
- Yeah, give us a few notes.

:48:42
No, I can't.
I can't.

:48:44
- I left the order.
- Come on, come on.

:48:46
- I gave back my robe and cymbals.
- Why?

:48:50
Because the order is celibate.
We're like priests.

:48:52
- No kidding.
- Yes. Stricter, really.

:48:55
And, uh, I shouldn't be
telling you this, but...

:48:59
- That's all right. We're good for it.
- Very private.


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