[ To Joker, who's also under the influence, she appears to be Big Bird from Sesame Street. And she's reaching toward his face as she talks about life--presumably life? he's not sure--being a cruel dream.
Which of course just makes him giggle.
As far as hallucinations go, this one isn't so bad.
Joker moves his head slightly, avoiding her touch. Not that he's opposed to having his cheek stroked by a giant yellow bird, exactly, but prison reflexes are hard to shake. ]
Tell me about it, Tweety.
One day, you're king of the public television circuit! Snuffleupagus whispering secrets in your ear, and all the grown-ups falling all over themselves to laugh at your jokes.
And the next, it's all over. Curtain's down; show's over. Nothing left but a sad stretch of purple-dust syndication and an ex-wife pestering you for birdseed alimony.
[ He shrugs--Them's the breaks--and puts on a smile. ] On the other hand, it is sort of freeing, isn't it? To know that none of it matters even the teensiest little bit?
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Which of course just makes him giggle.
As far as hallucinations go, this one isn't so bad.
Joker moves his head slightly, avoiding her touch. Not that he's opposed to having his cheek stroked by a giant yellow bird, exactly, but prison reflexes are hard to shake. ]
Tell me about it, Tweety.
One day, you're king of the public television circuit! Snuffleupagus whispering secrets in your ear, and all the grown-ups falling all over themselves to laugh at your jokes.
And the next, it's all over. Curtain's down; show's over. Nothing left but a sad stretch of purple-dust syndication and an ex-wife pestering you for birdseed alimony.
[ He shrugs--Them's the breaks--and puts on a smile. ] On the other hand, it is sort of freeing, isn't it? To know that none of it matters even the teensiest little bit?