Magic Time

[KIRSTEN & JOE]
Two people stranded at sea
Two people stranded are we
Are
We
Are

[JOE]
Hi, Betty
We spoke
Welcome aboard
Glad you made it
You look like your voice on the phone
Just how you oughta look
And those are the clients right over there
They can't miss you

[BETTY]
You too!

[JOE]
Go ahead baby
Enjoy
Enjoy

Hi there
Joe Clay
We spoke earlier

[WOMAN, spoken]
Oh! You're the, uh

[JOE]
The very onе
So you see those gentlemеn right in there?
They're waiting to host you

[WOMAN, spoken]
Hoist me, did you say?

[JOE]
Well, anything for a lift
Do me a good deal
Magic time
They're ones you want
Standing by the port-side lifeboat
Hey now, be nice
They're here to relax
Off the clock
And you're here to relax too
With them
Right?
Now come on

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
You and I work together, on the same floor

[JOE]
Oh

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
"Anything for a lift"?

[JOE]
Well

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
And nice Covington Farms pitch. You can't spell, so I retyped it, but a very smart approach

[JOE]
You did what?
What spelling?
What word?
I'm a dictionary

[MAN, spoken]
Don't waste your time, too stuck-up. You've met Bryce Delaney from Smokenders

[JOE]
Of course
Joe Clay

[DELANEY, spoken]
I think I'm seeing you in the morning

[JOE]
Sleep in!
Mister Delaney
I got what you need
It came to me this morning on the six train
I wrote it on the inside of my tie
Sister Gabriela?

[DELANEY, spoken]
Yeah

[JOE]
The nun who quit the cigs?

[DELANEY, spoken]
Oh yeah

[JOE]
Nun loses happiness

[DELANEY, spoken]
That's our guy!

[JOE]
Shall I see you in the morning, Mister Delaney?

[DELANEY, spoken]
Nah, sleep in

[JOE]
Now we've gotta get permission to use that nun's name
Got a cover brand
We'll have an answer by noon tomorrow from legal
There you are
Oh-kay
So hi there
How about a drink?
What's your fancy?
Let me getcha something fun
A Satchel Paige?

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
No thanks

[JOE]
A sobriquet?

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
Nope

[JOE]
A Jean Harlow!

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
That's a drink? And isn't she dead?

[JOE]
She is!

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
I don't drink. I'm sorry, I never have! I don't like the taste

[JOE]
The taste is for the fun

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
I'm not here for the fun!

[JOE]
Oh
Might be why you aren't having any

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
Or, it might be you

[JOE]
I'm Joseph Clay
I'm the new man in public relations

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
I know!

[JOE]
And may I ask?

[KIRSTEN, spoken]
Kirsten, Arnesen

[JOE]
So what's your tragic story?
Give me the whole jeremiad
No fibbing now
Or leaving things out
Give it all away
On this storied river
I won't tell a soul
It'll just be our secret
Imagine this is our boat
And this is our river
The only light
A chapel of stars
The only sound
This language of ours
That's what I'm imagining, anyway