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Full stop. Sleep. There appear: ALBERT STEGOSAURUS and his close relative ADOLF TYRANNOSAURUS.
ADOLF What the devil have you got all this armour plate for?
ALBERT Call me Albert. I've got it for the Devil. What the devil do you s'pose? I'm resting; it's my spore stage.
ADOLF But I got these teeth for spores. Your vegetative existence is an offence. It's provocative, blast you! It's a resistance! You put ideas into my head. I was all right before you stirred up the ten commandments. Since then I have not been able to sleep for the itch to commit adultery. It's all your fault.
ALBERT There you go! Now you are making me feel guilty. Why can't you keep your conscience to yourself? Now I am filled with the gnawing of conscience and re-conscience and remorse. World without end – Amen.
ADOLF Keep your religion to yourself! Now you make me want to attend mass. All right – serves you right if I do eat you!
ALBERT You have wak'd me too soon. I must slumber again.
ADOLF Do wake me – in a few thousand years' time.
ALBERT By that time I shall have reached your anus.
ADOLF The right place for anyone's remorse – keep right away from my mouth and teeth! Right up the other end of my alimentary canal.