by Jack Nicholson & Robert Rafelson
Supernatural, perhaps...
Change one tape, the entire process is regeared. Leisure: the
inevitable by-product of our civilization. The tragedy of your times, my
young friends, is
that you may get exactly what you want.
Cop: Out...
Mike: Oh
Cop: Out...get outta here.
Micky: Hi. What's going on?
Cop: Move it! Out!
Peter: Oh, hello officer, certainly glad to...
Cop: Shut up!...Okay, weirdos...
Director: Alright, fellas, will you come forward, please?
Micky: Who's that?
Director: Alright, now, jump up and down a little, huh, fellas? Get
lost in it...
Davy: Jump into this?!? What is this stuff?
Director: ...there you go...very good. Look, you're supposed to be
dandruff, fellas.
All: Dandruff?
Director: Will you work at it, please? Jump up and down a little
bit...
Playback: Dandruff, dandruff...
Director: Good, that's better, that's good.