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: I think we should have had sex, but there weren't enough people.
: I'm great physically. I got a Ph.D. in oral sex. Miles Monroe
: Yeah, they make you take any Spanish with that?
: Oh, I see. You don't believe in science, and you also don't believe that political systems work, and you don't believe in God, huh? Miles Monroe
: Right. Luna Schlosser
: So then, what do you believe in? Miles Monroe
: Sex and death - two things that come once in a lifetime... but at least after death, you're not nauseous.
: Perform sex? Uh, uh, I don't think I'm up to a performance, but I'll rehearse with you, if you like. Luna Schlosser
: Okay. I just thought you might want to; they have a machine here. Miles Monroe
: Machine? I'm not getting into that thing. I, I'm strictly a hand operator; you know, I, I... I don't like anything with moving parts that are not my own.
: It's hard to believe that you haven't had sex for 200 years. Miles Monroe
: 204, if you count my marriage.
: Miles, do you know that "God" spelled backwards is "dog"? Miles Monroe
: So? Luna Schlosser
: It makes you think. Miles Monroe
: Luna, help me push the car.
: You're a sucker. What you didn't realize is that you're dealing with one of the greatest minds you've ever seen. Luna
: Yeah, and his isn't so bad either!
: You were screaming out different names in your sleep. Miles Monroe
: I was having sexual nightmares.
: You remind me of Lisa Sorenson Luna Schlosser
: Who? Miles Monroe
: An old girlfriend from the village. A Trotskyite, who became a Jesus freak, and was arrested for selling pornographic connect-the-dot books.
: You have to give yourself up! They won't hurt you. They'll re-structure your brain. Miles Monroe
: Hey, nobody touches my brain; they may drop it. Then I'll talk like Mr. Lepidus who got hit by lightning.
: Sex is different now. There are no problems. Everyone is frigid now. Miles Monroe
: So all the men are impotent. Luna Schlosser
: Pretty much, except for those whose ancestors were Italian. Miles Monroe
: I knew there was something in that pasta.
: What's it feel like to be dead for 200 years? Miles Monroe
: Like spending a weekend in Beverly Hills.
: Please! I wanna go home! I'm getting a headache! I'm hungry! I haven't had a stress pill! I haven't had a bath in 7 hours! I'm telling you, I'm not accustomed to this!
: You're biting my nails. Miles Monroe
: It's because you're tense.
: Miles, I wrote a song about the revolution. Miles Monroe
: There's not going to be any revolution, unless we stop the Aries Project. Luna
: Don't you worry about that; you just relax. Now, listen:
[Plays guitar and sings
: Rebels are we! Born to be free! Just like the fish in the sea!
: "Regis - register commies, not guns." What's that mean? Miles Monroe
: What? Luna Schlosser
: "Register commies, not guns." Miles Monroe
: Oh, he was probably a member of the National Rifle Association. There was a group that helped criminals get guns so they could shoot citizens. It was a public service.
: Would you like to perform sex with me? Miles Monroe
: Perform sex? I don't think I'm up to performing, but I would rehearse with you if you'd like.
: [Luna's house party. Herald's arrived, bearing a gift; a Keane-like painting, of some big, doe-eyed, little girl, peering out at the viewer, from behind a pole, and is presenting it to Luna
] Herald, it's wonderful! Oh, you shouldn't have, really! Herald Cohen
: [Herald's proudly smiling, next to this videos painting
] Ijust thought you'd like it! Luna Schlosser
: [Luna's staring at it, a very long cigarette holder in one hand, and a look of intenseness is on her face, as she visually studies the painting
] Oh, it's keen! It-it's pure keen! No
[spreads her hand, as if overcome with a revelation
] Luna Schlosser
: No, it's greater than keen...
] Luna Schlosser
: it's 'Cugat'!