Between all things / that appear to be touching, / that appear to touch, / there is still space.
All of the electricity in the city goes out at this point and there is a kind of mild panic.
"Sometimes you wake up and you just want to have a fight with someone."
The actor imagines plastic. The many horrors of plastic.
"Well when you’re having that experience of profound uncertainty, it’s sort of like -- anything! Somebody gimme a magazine about anything! I’ll believe it!"