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CLAY:
Well, I did what you told me, Mr. Van Dusen. I hope it’s all right. I’m
no barber, though.(7)
You want to look at it in the mirror?(He holds out a small mirror.) HARRY: No thanks. I remember the last one.(8) CLAY: I guess I’ll never be a barber. HARRY: Maybe not. On the other hand, you may turn out to be the one man hidden away who will bring merriment to the tired old human heart.(9) CLAY: Who? Me?(10) HARRY: Why not? CLAY: Merriment to the tired old human heart? How do you do that? HARRY: compose a symphony, paint a picture, write a book, invent a philosophy. CLAY: Not me! Did you ever do stuff like that?(11) HARRY: I did. CLAY: what did you do? HARRY: Invented a philosophy. CLAY: What’s that? HARRY: A way to live. CLAY: What way did you invent? HARRY: The take-it-easy way.(12) CLAY: That sounds pretty good. HARRY: All philosophies sound good. The trouble with mine was, I kept forgetting to take it easy. Until one day.(13) The day I came off the highway into this barber shop. The barber told me the shop was for sale. I told him all I had to my name was eighty dollars.(14)He sold me the shop for seventy-five, and threw in the haircut.(15)I’ve been here ever since. That was twenty-four years ago. CLAY: How old were you then? HARRY: Old enough to know a good thing when I saw it.(16) |
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