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"You will now listen to my voice. My voice will help you and guide you still deeper into Europa. Every time you hear my voice, with every word and every number, you will enter into a still deeper layer, open, relaxed and receptive. I shall now count from one to ten. On the count of ten, you will be in Europa."
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THERAPIST: Anybody got a mint? Or some gum? Actually a tic-tac would work.
DOROTHY: I've got a chocolate mint.
THERAPIST: Thanks, but no, Dorothy. Doesn't really help.
LION: Yeah, real smart, Dorothy. Way to go!
TIN MAN: Leave her alone, lion.
SCARECROW: Yeah, she's just being nice.
LION: Screw you, hay head. She's a suck up.
THERAPIST: Let's talk about the new screenplay.
LION: Hey Freud, how about we talk about your receeding hairline. This is bull shit. I'm outta here!
Lion goes to window where he is greeted by a flying monkey who whisks him off to a seedy bar.
A munchkin walks in.
MUNCHKIN: Sorry I'm late. The Lollipop Guild was going over our new HMO.
DOROTHY: I've got a chocolate mint.
THERAPIST: Thanks, but no, Dorothy. Doesn't really help.
LION: Yeah, real smart, Dorothy. Way to go!
TIN MAN: Leave her alone, lion.
SCARECROW: Yeah, she's just being nice.
LION: Screw you, hay head. She's a suck up.
THERAPIST: Let's talk about the new screenplay.
LION: Hey Freud, how about we talk about your receeding hairline. This is bull shit. I'm outta here!
Lion goes to window where he is greeted by a flying monkey who whisks him off to a seedy bar.
A munchkin walks in.
MUNCHKIN: Sorry I'm late. The Lollipop Guild was going over our new HMO.
Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.
--David Byrne
--David Byrne
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"I don't want to alarm you, but that guy has an axe."
"Holy shit, a lion."
I'm drawing a blank so far.
"Holy shit, a lion."
I'm drawing a blank so far.
PGraph plays every Thursday at 8pm! https://www.hideouttheatre.com/shows/pgraph/
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