I am in my bed. Jesus, there’s no sun. What day is it?
Oh, my fucking god. “Whiskey.”
Why am i naked?
Shirt. Boxers. Where are my shorts?
Why are they all wet?
Why is the bathroom flooded?
Why is the shower broken?
“Someone” took care of my contacts and clothes. Me? The maid?
MAID: Oh Lord! I’d do just about anything for that!
GONZO: You and a lot of other people.
DUKE: The password is: “One Hand Washes The Other.” The minute you hear that, you say “I fear nothing.”
MAID: I fear nothing.
On the bright side, “Tammy” isn’t playing. Too much to process without that.