RICKY AND LUCY ARE SITTING IN THEIR LIVING ROOM DISCUSSING WHAT TO DO ABOUT THE DILAPIDATED EXCUSE FOR AN APARTMENT BUILDING THEY LIVE IN.
LUCY
And I don't even know how Fred can say with a straight face that they
are sorry but the rent must go up.
RICKY
I know! And, how about them trying to make everyone believe that the elevator got broken
by some family of fat slobs coming to visit their friend in the building?!
LUCY
We live on the 18th floor and I am just tired of all those steps! Some of them are
broken and seem to be about falling apart.
RICKY
And how about every time I come home from the club, my shoulder-padded suit
is drenched from sweat from hiking up those stairs!
LUCY
Why don't we just go up there to their place and get all this put out in the open?!
RICKY
LUCY
But Ricky, promise me you will try to keep your hot-tempered latin attitude in check.
RICKY
No can do, honey. My feet are some kind of sore!
LUCY
What? Sore feet is your excuse?
RICKY
If Fred or Ethel say even one thing I don't like, I will say right now that I
will not be responsible for my actions.
LUCY
Well, I'm certainly not taking the heat for you popping one or both of them!
RICKY
Hey, I thought we were a team!
LUCY
Now see here, Ricky Ricardo, if you can't control your temper and therefore do any
physical damage to the Mertzes, I will ... I will ...
RICKY
LUCY
Well, you'll just have to wait to find out what I will do.
THE PHONE RINGS. RICKY ANSWERS IT.
RICKY
Hello?
Yes.
No, we don't want to buy a lot in Florida.
Goodbye!
LUCY
RICKY
Some joker selling house lots in some place called the Everglades in Florida.
LUCY
Everglades?! I thought that was a big swamp.
RICKY
(ignoring the swamp offer)
Listen Lucy, I am kind of cooling off on the Mertz/apartment/elevator thing. And,
I had to do the funky mambo for a couple of hours tonight for some old lady's birthday
and my dogs are barking. Can we just let it go for now?
LUCY
But, what about you ruining your shoulder-padded suits sweating up 18 stories of stairs
in this summer heat?!
RICKY
I actually think I can write most, if not all, of them off anyway.
Do we have any of those huge band aids?
RICKY TAKES HIS LEFT SHOE AND SOCK OFF.
RICKY
Oh man, look at this sore!
LUCY
(glancing over)
Yuk! And, your foot stinks! Go in the other room.
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