affirm the parts ah us
that are still wild
& parts ah life
which belong to
every be
ing
.
Jules: D'you catch this poem? Andrei: Not really. It seems like idealistic eco-crap. Ellesha: What kun I say? Most of the krap we encounter iz between our own ears. Soo: Face it – it's a mickey mouse production. However, some of the basic message resonates. Ellesha: Then remember that & forget the rest . . .
Jules: [In an pseudo-reggae style] Man, diz iz boring. Andrei: [In a lame Russo-eubonic imitation] No wun wants ta listen ta a preacher, even aff duh credo is raight right. Soo: Perhapz it'z gud ta b remunded . . .
Andrei: Hey – remind me to buy more beer, will you Jules? I'm gonna need it by the time this work iz done. Philyra: Yo, your brain wuz dun years ago! Andrei: Let's get fried, man!