[Genius had its rewards.]
[Scattered wits take a long time in picking up.]
[And calalu. What is calalu? (It never ends. And I lose again and again. My life is a hole filled with dark misery. And then we'll change him and turn him on the other side.]
[Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you. And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress. Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair. That rose in strangled ebony curls. Moving in a yellow bedroom light. The air is wet with sound. The faraway yelping of a wounded dog. And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak.]
[Meanwhile, we'll make the dough. You got it, bro. Word. Ready to roll.]
[I just want to jump right in and eat. It's simple, and I think that that's what -- Simple but done right. That's it. Very lucky that Boston has a place like Casa Razdora. This place, at lunch, I've heard the reputation --]
[I just try to basically do the best I can, you know? Not his circus, not his monkeys. It's about basically pleasing somebody's taste buds, you know?]
[I want to find a new opportunity, and I fall in love with Lake Superior.]
[My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home.]
[Beauvoir joined the crowd, while Sartre watched from a balcony.]
[Gonna press it down a little bit. Crimp it. Ready for the flattop. My mouth is watering. I love porcini mushrooms.]
[Comes from the pimento tree? Yes, sir. Beauty is the illumination of your soul. Now we have the Scotch bonnet pepper.]
[Caitlin, I was born to worry about you.]