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[closing narration]
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Jeanie:
Back in the heavy stoned days, when we used to stay up and talk a lot, Annie and me, we were talking about dying, how it feels and all. I said I'd never get buried. I couldn't stand them shoveling dirt in my face. Like, I know I'd be dead, but I still might have this strong compulsion to breathe, okay? But Annie, she said she wanted to be buried right in the ground under a pear tree. Really. Not in a box or anything. She said she wanted the roots going right through her, and each year, we'd come along, take a pear, and go "Hey, Annie's tasting good this year, huh?"
Madge:
[after Jeanie was talking to a pimp on Hollywood Boulevard, looking for Annie] God, Jeanie, I don't know how you could even talk to that guy. I mean like, he looks like a... He could hypnotize you like a cobra or something you know, and the next thing you're out on the boulevard and you're dressed like the Pointer Sisters.
Jay:
[Madge tries to leave after her and Jay had the argument] I am not through talking to you!
Madge:
Well I am.
Jay:
Please come back here.
Madge:
Why, so you can beat me up?
Jay:
You're goddamn right!
Madge:
[walks off] Forget it.
Jay:
Please?
Madge:
What?
Jay:
What do you mean what?
Madge:
Please what?
Jay:
Please come back here so I can beat you up!
[slams door]