- Damn, the remote's not working again.  I just changed the stupid batteries.

- You gotta get up and aim it at the corner, right where the red light is.

- That sucks.

- See it?

- Yea.

- See the red spot?

- Yea, shut up.

- No, at the corner—

- I am! It's not working.

- You gotta be patient.

- Goddammit.

- Don't throw it.

- I'm gonna throw it.

- No, don't.

- (laughing) It's like when a lighter doesn't work.  Irrational rage.  I love spite.

- I'm gonna wash my dish before I forget.  

- Good thinking.

- Then I'm gonna pray so I don't have to get back up.  I like falling asleep on the couch.  All nice and comfortable after I've done my prayer.

- You get anal about it if you forget?

- Yea, it's like OCD.

- What do you mean?

- It's like when I go to the bathroom and wash my hands, then forget if I did or not.

- I know what you mean.  It plays with you.

- It's so annoying.  My mind won't stop until I get up and have to wash again.

- Prayer's not supposed to be annoying, Today.

- No, that's not what I mean—you know when you wake up and have to pee—

- Yea, when the bakery opens—

- But you won't get up.

- Yea.

- You just make yourself suffer.  You can't go back to sleep either.

- I know...

- Don't look at me while I pray.

- Then go somewhere else.

- No, why should I have to feel weird about praying?

- I don't know.  Why do you?  

- I don't.

- Then pray already.

- What are you gonna do?

- I don't know!  Do you want me to look away?  I'm tired, Today.

- You want to pray with me?

- Oh my god!  What are we turning into...maybe I'll go into another room and do it.