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yank: Not to me. I don't want it. Get it out of here. flak: But my friend, you’ve got it. We steamrolled it through the forest council, leased the land and put it up. Isn't it outstanding? yank: It stands out all right. What does it mean? flak: Bliss? You know what that means: contentment, peace, happiness complete! yank: You mean they have that in the stores now? flak: Well, not exactly. You see, it's a pill. yank: A pill? flak: That's right. One-a-day Bliss Pills. One a day keeps the BLUES away. You should try some, Yank, you're looking a bit ragged this morning. (He exits, whistling cheerily.) yank: (Shouting after him.) I felt fine until a few minutes ago. (Grumbling.) It's a fiendish system. The billboards make you so nervous, you have to take pills. Well, I can see the time has come for me to hibernate. (With a disgusted fiance at the billboard.) I think I'll make this one a good long hibernation. Let's see, everything ready down there. A year's supply of peanut butter, clean sheets— |
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