ROBERT RATH: Talk to me.
ELECTRA: No sign of him.
He's just sitting up there, same as us
ROBERT RATH: Tell me some of that weird stuff you know.
ELECTRA: Tell you weird stuff. OK. Like what?
ROBERT RATH: Tell me a joke.
WAITRESS: May I?
Tell me something to distract me
ELECTRA: I'm not getting paid for this.
ROBERT RATH: Come on. Be generous.
ELECTRA: Once upon a time there was a little sparrow who, while flying south for the winter, froze solid and fell to the ground. To make matters worse, a cow crapped on him. But the manure was warm and defrosted him. So there he is,
warm and happy to be alive
and he starts to sing. A cat comes along and he clears off the manure and eats the little bird. The moral of the story is this: everyone who craps on you is not necessarily your enemy and
everyone who gets you out of crap is not necessarily your friend
And if you're warm and happy no matter where you are, keep your big mouth shut.
You like that?