Elaine
Oh, Eddie, well it's your first day.
Eddie
I'm ready.
Elaine
Oh, okay.
Eddit
(reading) It's a hot night. The mind races. You think about your knife; the only friend who hasn't betrayed you, the only friend who won't be dead by sun up. Sleep tight, mates, in your quilted Chambray nightshirts.
Elaine
What am I gonna do? He is a disaster.