s goin' to be so stimulating. And Mary's the kind of Red-Blooded American Girl who'll do anything... MARY: Anything... BUDDY JONES: I said anything... for fifty bucks That's
SCENE FIFTEEN HE USED TO CUT THE GRASS JOE: (to himself as he walks out of prison) I'm out at last Boy, the world sure looks different Wow... there's
SCENE TWO JOE'S GARAGE A boring old garage in a residential area with a teenage band rehearsing in it. JOE (the main character in the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER'S
Act II SCENE THIRTEEN KEEP IT GREASEY JOE: (annointing himself as he sings) Keep it greasey so it'll go down easy Keep it greasey so it'll go down
UP JOE is so disoriented by his disease, he goes in the other room and plays the title cut from an old Jeff Simmons album, and sings along with it. JOE
pooching out of MARY'S moistened upper clothing, but it's too late...WARREN, one of the other guys from Joe's Garage Band has already recognized her (he's
Act II SCENE FOURTEEN OUTSIDE NOW JOE: (somewhat exhausted) These executives have plooked the fuck out of me And there's still a long time to go before
of Mary? And no sooner has he wondered, a vision of Mary appears to him, delivering a little lecture VOICE OF MARY'S VISION: Hi! It's me... the girl
Central Scrutinizer : This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... again. Hi!...It's me again, the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... Joe says Lucille has messed bis mind
stuns JOE, who stands there speechless for a moment. Smitten by JOE's animal magnetism, SY continues... SY BORG: May I have this dance? And JOE, looking
too hard... JOE: And cleaner than Lucille... SY BORG: Plooking on me... JOE: What have I been missing All these years? SY BORG: Too hard JOE: Sy... SY BORG: Too hard JOE
systems...their smoke machines. And all those synthesizers...look at all the plastic they got in 'em...and the guitar picks...you name it... JOE'S GARAGE
Act I SCENE SEVEN WHY DOES IT HURT WHEN I PEE? Shortly after his liaison with the taco stand lady, JOE makes a horrible discovery. . . JOE: Why does
Act III SCENE SEVENTEEN WATERMELON IN EASTER HAY CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER: This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER...Joe has just worked himself into an imaginary
Joe had me in the hallway with the purp Prayin' that I stay safe and I don't get murked But I bet I get paid and make that money work Hit the garage,
i'm 'pose to fear if it's not God cuz judgement day is near i wish i knew then what i know now cuz nobody can judge me, not even Joe Brown I told'em
's hood Believe me, it's nothing Big trucks mean rides we fly, t-squad, our time Believe me, it's nothing No ya, not dreaming, it's not a visage It's
Johnny don't do it He was an angel Johnny don't do it Such an angel He was only 17 Just got out of school He stole a bike from Joe's garage To