Modern AGE, 3/4

“I licked a fish and I liked it?”

“Go ahead, you keep doing that thing. We’ll all pretend it’s normal.”

“Proving that ketchup packets are far superior building materials.”

“Wasn’t this what set it off last time?”

“Body temperature?”
“Warmer.”
“Oh, that’s okay then.”

“You’ve never fondled a compound fracture, but if you did, you think that’s probably how it would feel…”

“Back to the drawing board. I’m between sugar packet houses.”

“The last thing you remember from the last time you saw him…”
“He was on fire?”
“Well, before that.”

“I’m not licking it. Rebel?”
“Look, it’s still attached to a corpse.”
“You licked a fish corpse.”
“Yeah, but we eat fish corpses all the time.”

“I could attempt to shatter it with the power of rock.”
“And you didn’t take Performance?”
“Nah.”

“Save me.”
“No, because I also sit at that end of the table occasionally. I can commiserate, but I won’t save you.”

“Mark’s between correct vocabulary right now.”

“Doctor Google says if you leave the wrapper on it, you can’t choke on it.”

“We can’t just leave the body here.”
“We can’t just throw it in the back of somebody’s truck – “
“Not somebody’s truck. Noah’s truck.”

“You win the round of theology, Mr. Set Fire to the Water.”

“The moment somebody puts a butter knife in there and it stabs them…”
“Or just takes the jar…”

“Schroedinger’s ham. Beat that, Mr. Theology.”
“Pavlov’s mayo.”

“I’m not giving the body to the hospital people. I’m just going to leave it in the trunk.”

“It burps every now and then, but it’s just getting the bad gas out.”
“The car? Not the body?”
“The car.”

“No, I forgot I had the corpse.”
“That’s what you said the last time!”

“We should take it to the parish house. They’re used to dead bodies coming back to life there.”

“Your relationship to the patient?”
“I brought her in?”
“Savior.”

“‘Kind of dating’ is almost like power of attorney…”

“If this isn’t Mark, then who’s in my head?!”
“Oh, this is Mark.”

“That was well done. I’m confused, because that’s twice in one night, but well done.”

“As a player, I’m telling you we’re about to dump all of the hospital’s fish waste in the sewer.”

“Why would I check?”
“It’s not like the dead body would get out of the trunk and come back. For the FOURTH time.”

“That’s what you get. Now that we’ve become villains, you can’t build those anymore.”

“No, I’m in the car playing ‘Feliz Navidad’ and hoping it goes through the car and into the corpse in the trunk.”

“We hadn’t really decided? Step one was getting the truck.”
“Step three, profit?”

“We didn’t steal any bags. That would be weird.”
“Ferg, did you steal a bag while you were there?”
“I didn’t steal anything. I passenged.”

“I gave you a buzz, though. Wasn’t that pretty cool?”
“You thought the word buzz at me!”

“Apparently he doesn’t go to CVS; he goes to Walgreens.”

“Oh, no. You don’t need to perceive your own bullshit.”

“I’m going to think ‘it’s fine right now’ real hard.”
“Is it fine, or is it fine-fine?”