TUGGING THE WORM, TRANSCRIPT OF DIALOGUE
1983 – 1987, James Duesing
MAN: Get me out, I have to get out!
HORSE: Go that way, leave everything behind and go.
MAN: Get me out, get me out, out, out, out, out, out…..
CORK: I think I could like this place.
JUDGE: Pull yourself together honey.
POETRY: Hey kid, close that door. Come here. You shouldn’t go opening doors indiscriminately around here.
What’s your name?
CORK: Cork, what’s yours?
POETRY: People call me Poetry, you have beautiful wings Cork.
CORK: I’m sorry, but there’s this fat boring smalltown girl, I’ve been dating since I was 17, I just can’t do this.
Poetry: Have some sympathy, my mates been on a period for three years, It ain’t normal!
MATE: What do you know about it! Some species have periods that last thirty years.
POETRY: You are crazy, that’s impossible.
CORK: I guess I’ll be taking off now.
MATE: I thought that was going to be our servant.
POETRY: Shut up!
PUPPET NARRATOR: Monday’s child is fair of face
Tuesday’s child is full of grace
Wednesday’s child does the watusi
Thursday’s child watches I Love Lucy
Friday’s Child lives alone with a telephone, in a room straddling a garbage can to look in your window to see your eyes bruised with your mouth ripped
And Saturday, Saturday,
There is no work there are no children on Saturday, Saturday picnics and flying kites in the park
Saturday Saturday Saturday Saturday …..
LITTLE HUMAN: (Simultaneously) This is a mistake! What are you doing to me! Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Oh Daddy….
VOUKU: This guy’s pretty entertaining isn’t he?
CORK: Yea, I guess that’s what it is, say, do you know where I can get something to eat around here?
VOUKU: I was just going to get something myself, do you want to come along?
VOUKU: Hey let’s nail this guy.
VOUKU: laughs
CORK: vomits
VOUKU: Here drink this it’ll calm ya down, it’ll calm ya.
CORK: What is this?!
VOUKU: It’s perfectly legal, if you drink enough of that stuff you see yourself at the end of the world.
CORK: I just can’t seem to escape all this violence, I didn’t do anything… you know in grade school they taught us that every person had one thing they could do better than any one else, and that was what important about being an individual.
VOUKU: I’ve never met someone who I have so much in common with.
CORK: Stop that.
VOUKU: This is one way to fight boredom… Oh Cork.
CORK: Put me back!
VOUKU: Let’s go, hey lets go gaming.
VOUKU: Oh man, I wish you’d taken better care of this while you had it.
PSSUDO: Why Vouku, are you still hanging out at this decadent Cathode?
VOUKU: I’m afraid so, what are you doing Pusdo, going to the beauty shop?
PSUDO: Yea, well Mr. Monkey Suit says he’s going to give me a totally new image, which is something you should have considered long ago.
VOUKU: Hey if you’d only given me a little support once in awhile instead of always being so selfish and not caring about my projects….
PSUDO: Vouku, that kind of logic goes both ways, but you’re the one who was too selfish to see it.
VOUKU: We shouldn’t fight, listen i was good seeing you again Psudo, this is my friend Cork.
CORK: Hi.
PSUDO: Hi Cork. Well I have to be going, take care of yourself.
VOUKU: Lets play this one.
CORK: OK.
CORK: (Laughs)
VOUKU: I know, I know.
CORK: (Laughs)
VOUKU: (Laughs)
CORK: I’m glad there are people around to do things like this with.
VOUKU: Here I’m gonna’ let you have this, now look close and you can see how angels dance on the head of that needle.
