The Gate

First voice: I heard some dude just gone an’ open up the gate.

Second voice: Oh, Jerry. That terrible. What he find?

First voice: Nothin’.

Second voice: Nothin’. I guess he’s a lucky fella.

(Long Silence)

First voice: (Giggling) I got me a question.

Second voice: What kinda question?

First voice: One of them serious question, like any other question I ask.

Second voice: Well, man, ask away.

First voice: Question is. How big is the gate?

Second voice: (Laughing) You don’t know!

First voice: I never said I didn’ know. I said it’s a question.

Second voice: Well, then, it’s a damn obvious question.

First voice: You answer it, man. You so clever!

Second voice: It’s you’ question, not mine!

First voice: I’m telling you, man, it’s tiny.

Second voice: No kidding! You can’ see it.

First voice: (With wild irritation) - It’s tiny, it’s big! – It huge! You fucker! - It all in the eye of the beholder.

Second voice: (Repeats chuckling) It’s big, it huge. You fucker! It all in the eye of the beholder.

First voice: I told you. - Those portholes always deceptive. You think you got a hold on them, they open up some place else.

Second voice: So, the co-ordinates change?

First voice: Dam right, they change! - Before you know it, the little people coming in.

(Silence)

Second voice: (Cackling, breaks into song)– Oh, dem bones!

First voice: You fuck- (Indecipherable)…

Second voice: (Cackling) Oh, dem bones, dem bones!

First voice: (Indecipherable)…

Second voice: (Softly) Dem bones.