JANITOR
You're
looking for room 7.
BRUCE
HELLOOOOOO
BRUCE
Yep, seems to be.
Kinda bright, though.
JANITOR
Yeah, it is
for most people. They
spend their
lives in the dark...
...thinkin'
they can hide from me.
BRUCE
Oh, the elevator's
broken, huh?
JANITOR
Yeah, but
I'll get around to it.
BRUCE
You installed a
clapper?
JANITOR
Nope.
Catchy jingle, though.
CLAP ON.
CLAP OFF. CLAP ON, CLAP
OFF. THE
CLAPPER.
Just can't
get it out of my head.
BRUCE
Well, good luck with
that.
I wanna go now.
JANITOR
Okay, but
the boss'll be right out.
JANITOR
You must be
Bruce. I've been expecting
you.
BRUCE
Oh, this is
hilarious. So you're the
boss and the
electrician and the
janitor.
Must be a killer
Christmas party.
Don’t get drunk. One
of you might need a ride home. (Ha ha
ha)
JANITOR
You always were
funny Bruce.
Just like
your father.
He didn’t
mind rolling up his sleeves, son.
People
underestimate the benefits of good 'ol manual labor.
There's freedom in it. Happiest people in the world stink like hell at the end
of the day.
BRUCE
All right, what is
this?
How do you know my father? And how
did you get my pager number?
JANITOR
Oh, I know
quite a lot about you Bruce.
Just about
everything there is to know. Everything you've ever said,done or thought about
doin', is right there in that file cabinet.
BRUCE
Wow, a whole drawer.
Just for me?
Mind if I take a
look?
JANITOR
It's your
life.
This ought
to be good.
JANITOR
Now this
last entry was a little disturbing.
JANITOR
“The gloves
are off, God.
God has
taken my bird and my bush.
God is a
mean kid with a magnifying glass.
Smite me,
oh, mighty smiter”.
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