–My name’s Peter Janeway. But you can call me Janey. All of my friends do.
–I’m not your friend.
-Is it safe?
-Tell me what it is first.
-Is it safe?
-Yes, it’s safe, it’s very safe, so safe you wouldn’t believe it.
-Is it safe?
-No, it’s not safe. It’s very dangerous. Be careful.
-Is it safe? Is it safe?
-You’re talking to me?
-Is it safe?
-What safe?
-Is it safe?
-I don’t know what you mean. I can’t tell you something’s safe or not, unless I know specifically what you’re talking about.
-Listen, I want you to rob my apartment.
-Why?
-There are some guys out there after me. I got a gun in my desk drawer and I want you to get me some clothes.
-What’s in there for me, man?
-I got a TV set. I got a hi-fi. You can take it all. Do it.
-What’s the catch?
-The catch is it’s dangerous. Please do it.
-That ain’t the catch. It’s the fun.
-Listen, why don’t we begin with what happened tonight, hmm? Perhaps
you could, you know, give me some of the details.
-I was here, Doc…died, you came.
-That’s it?
-I’m a demon for details.
-Well, what are you going to do now? Shoot me?
-No, I don’t think so.
-Then you’re going to take these from me? If I could say a word about that…
-No, you can keep them. You can keep as many as you can sallow.
Please don’t worry. I’m not going into that cavity. That nerve’s already dying. A live, freshly cut nerve is infinitely more sensitive, so I’ll just drill into a healthy tooth until I reach the pulp. Unless, of course, you can tell me that it’s safe.
Don’t you ever clean this armpit of a place? How can you live like this?
Go on, you limberger-loving schmuck! Mach schnell!
Hard times in the oil business?
How am I to fathom your mind if you continue to hide it from me?
I’m a demon for details.
Is it safe?
It’s a crazy world, and any way you can skin it is your business.
just tell me is it safe?
Listen, why don’t you hop in a cab and get your ass over here? I’ve got plenty of room.
Pardon me. I’m not quite sure what you said. Swallow?
Scylla.
So don’t worry about me. I’m fucking wise.
Why, you Nazi bastard!
You’re a goddamned menace, you know that?
Your father got his doctorate at Columbia. You can’t fill his footsteps, I’m sorry to say. You might end up leaving larger tracks than that – anything is possible – but they’ll be your tracks. They won’t be his.
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