[And Raph's got his and feels like he's suddenly starving. Guh.] So the lake, right?
Yes. [Glances up at the sky, wipes his brow.] It seems like a good place to be today.
Almost makes me miss bein' underground during the day.
Agreed.
Yeah, but that's the only thing I miss about it.
[Distracted gaze.]
When we go back I'm gonna go nuts bein' trapped down there. But I guess it ain't much different here. Either way we're trapped. So whatever. [Mumbled:] Just a different kind of cage...
[Comes back from his mental wanderings.] Everyone has them, Raph.
Has what?
[Shakes head.] Never mind.
No, now you gotta tell me.
[Quite deliberately:] Nothing you'd want to hear.
Oh, well jeez. You want me to tell you what I was laughin' about? It was picturin' you drunk.
[Pause.] Delightful. [Picks a spot on the grass near the beach.] Let's sit here.
[Sits in the grass and opens up his sandwich.] Okay, now you gotta tell me.
[Eats sandwich thoughtfully.] Is the idea of me intoxicated really that funny?
Ah...sorta. Mostly it's just weird.
Hm. [Stretches out his legs.] So, funny in a because-it-would-never-happen way?
Funny in a I-never-want-to-see-it-happen way. [Takes a huge bite out of his sandwich. Good table manners as always.]
[Smile. At your brutal honesty in words and actions.]
[With his mouth half full:] Now you tell me what everybody's got.
Ahhh... [Lowers his sandwich, looks out at the water.]
[He'll just eat in silence and stare at Don until he talks.]
[Darn. Can't avoid the question.] A cage, Raph.
Thought so.
Hm. [Continues eating sandwich.]
Well, I wanna be the one guy who doesn't.
[Smiles, then reaches out to squeeze your shoulder.] Do it, Raph.
Picnic at the lake
Yes. [Glances up at the sky, wipes his brow.] It seems like a good place to be today.
Almost makes me miss bein' underground during the day.
Agreed.
Yeah, but that's the only thing I miss about it.
[Distracted gaze.]
When we go back I'm gonna go nuts bein' trapped down there. But I guess it ain't much different here. Either way we're trapped. So whatever. [Mumbled:] Just a different kind of cage...
[Comes back from his mental wanderings.] Everyone has them, Raph.
Has what?
[Shakes head.] Never mind.
No, now you gotta tell me.
[Quite deliberately:] Nothing you'd want to hear.
Oh, well jeez. You want me to tell you what I was laughin' about? It was picturin' you drunk.
[Pause.] Delightful. [Picks a spot on the grass near the beach.] Let's sit here.
[Sits in the grass and opens up his sandwich.] Okay, now you gotta tell me.
[Eats sandwich thoughtfully.] Is the idea of me intoxicated really that funny?
Ah...sorta. Mostly it's just weird.
Hm. [Stretches out his legs.] So, funny in a because-it-would-never-happen way?
Funny in a I-never-want-to-see-it-happen way. [Takes a huge bite out of his sandwich. Good table manners as always.]
[Smile. At your brutal honesty in words and actions.]
[With his mouth half full:] Now you tell me what everybody's got.
Ahhh... [Lowers his sandwich, looks out at the water.]
[He'll just eat in silence and stare at Don until he talks.]
[Darn. Can't avoid the question.] A cage, Raph.
Thought so.
Hm. [Continues eating sandwich.]
Well, I wanna be the one guy who doesn't.
[Smiles, then reaches out to squeeze your shoulder.] Do it, Raph.
Damn straight. [Nods and goes back to eating.]