a morning chat between palinode and oskar

Oskar: Hey. Hey there.

Palinode: What's up, Oskar?

Oskar: I want something. I really want something.

Palinode: What do you want?

Oskar: I'm not sure. It's over here somewhere. That thing I want.

Palinode: You keep looking then.

Oskar: HEY!

Palinode: Shut up.

Oskar: I'M IN THE KITCHEN!

Palinode: Shut up.

Oskar: THAT THING I WANT MAY BE IN HERE!

Palinode: (gets up and walks into the kitchen) I SAID SHUT UP.

Oskar: Hey, is that food in my bowl? Because I can't smell it.

Palinode: I gave you that food twenty minutes ago. You were there. You ate some.

Oskar: I can't smell it. I have a sinus problem, you know.

Palinode: I know.

Oskar: It's a bit insensitive of you to get angry when you know I can't smell my food.

Palinode: Shut up.

Oskar: So I'm going to make like I'm burying it.

Palinode: That has got to be the dumbest thing I've ever seen. You get that, right?

Oskar: Can you help me find a toy?

Palinode: No.

Oskar: Can you help me find a toy?

Palinode: You've lost all your toys. All your balls, all your mice.

Oskar: I REALLY NEED A TOY AND I THINK IT'S UNDER THE DISHWASHER!

Palinode: Shut up.

Oskar: I NEED YOU TO LOOK UNDER THE DISHWASHER! IT'S THERE, A TOY'S THERE, REALLY IT IS, PLEASE LOOK -

Palinode: Okay. Fuck. (looks) That's one of the casters. There's nothing under there.

Oskar: AARRRRGHHH! (takes off running, knocks over a pile of books, slams into the wall, hides behind the television)

Palinode: Okay. I'm going to finish my production resume.

Oskar: You're reading Boing Boing.

Palinode: I've moved on to Digg, actually.