Remember the Night
A Christmas Cento
December 25, 2011
Glorious, madam, isn’t it?
Open and shut.
Well, that’s good, that’s good.
Holy mackerel, that’s a sweet one!
Well, merry Christmas.
Is it right?
I’m afraid it is.
You know, one of these these days, one of you boys is going to start one of these scenes differently — and one of us girls is going to drop dead from surprise.
It’s been nice up to now.
Well, I’ll be darned. And we have to come here and meet like this.
Yeah, it’s funny, isn’t it?
This is it, huh?
Hey, don’t be so nervous.
Oh, I just can’t believe you’re here at last.
How about a kiss, huh?
Why, bless you, child. It’s a joy to have ya here.
“The End of a Perfect Day.”
I think I remember it.
Oh, boy! Give us a downbeat please…
When you come to the end of a perfect day,
And you sit alone with your thought …
While the chimes ring out with a carol gay,
For the joy that the day has brought…
Merry Christmas, dear.
I guess you can always trust Santa Claus.
And Ecstasy, too!
Aw, ain’t it the truth? Ain’t it the truth?
I love you.
I love you.
I – I’m trying to think, I – I –
If you don’t treat a woman with kid gloves, every man wants to punch you in the nose.
There wasn’t anything else to do. You’re so strong, and you argue so well, and I – I love you so much.
Yeah, you certainly proved that.
I love you so. I love you so.
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