throw the words into my hollow

transcript fragments of double book game 

played with douwe

 

 

A:Good good good alright

B:Perhaps I am

A:Call me Charlie, it looks like a good place to work

B:It looks like it my dear 

A:No, I thank you

B:(Smiling) I haven’t got much more to do

A:Which is the most reasonable

B:Not lately

A:The end of the world

B:And you will go when he comes for you

A:Fuck you. Fuck you

B:It is primitive isn’t it

A:And that is what it means

B:Come on now be a good boy

A:(Gould, apartment, night)

B:(Rubbing his fist over his face) it doesn’t make any sense at all do you think It does

A:You don’t understand

B:(Turns her head away) I think I feel rather sick

A:I was frightened?

B:That old bastard nearly ran me down with his car

A:Pressure, many rewards

B:He’s been cheated out of his response but he’s got to draw blood somehow

A:You asked me here to sleep with me?

B:Apparently

A:Oh Jesus what the…

B:Yes its quite mad I know quite mad

A:Everything is breaking down

B:(Helena tears his hand away and kisses him passionately, drawing him down beside her)