Bert (rolls over and sits up in bed): Ernie?. Ernie: Yes, Bert?. Bert: Oh, Ernie, what are you doing with those cookies in bed, huh?. Ernie: Oh, the cookies? Well, I was just hungry, Bert, so I thought I'd have a few cookies before I went to sleep..
You had a basement apartment. We spent the days in the dark there. Everything implied and perfect. We made up our own secret language. With no word for goodbye.
Part One:. (Ernie, singing loudly and wordlessly, is throwing stuff around the living room.). Bert: Hey, Ernie, cut that out! Cut that out! (Ernie stops.) Look at this mess! Boy, you are the sloppiest person I know! Now, if you don't get this place cleaned up, I'm gonna move in with Oscar. His garbage can's neater than this. Wow!.
I get you ready for the breakdown. I'm the feeling inside you that just wants to explode.. I never sugarcoat a shakedown.. So empty all your pockets of the things that you think you know..
(Ernie walks in with a cooking pot and plops it on Bert's head). Ernie: Here Bert, try this on!. Bert: Hey, hey, Ernie, what are you doing? Get that pot off my head! Why?.
This with every good wish I will bring to you. The next place we land is the remedy. For you and me. . If the part of you that wants to settle down. Wants the part of me that wants to move around.
(Raises his hand to knock, stops). But, come to think of it, ol' buddy Herbert Birdsfoot usually takes a bath this time of day.. (raises, pause). He may not like being bothered, you know, sitting in his warm tubby, having to go answer the door..
Tell me why I'm here. In this empty house. My mind won't change. Will it now. Everything I thought that I put to rest. . Everything wrong always the same.
Bert is examining a cookie in his hand. Bert: "Mmmmmmm, mmmm.". Ernie: (barging in) "A cookie?! Oh boy a cookie! I love cookies and oh boy am I hungry!".
Every thing's a blessing in disguise. You wear yours, I'll wear mine. Every thing's a blessing in disguise. Falling to rise, the vanishing me is aching to be.
Ernie and Bert are sitting down with pizza and juice. Ernie's serving is noticably larger than Bert's.. Ernie: "Okay, Bert, here's your glass of ice-cold delicious grape juice, and here's my glass of ice-cold delicious grape juice, and here's your slice of cheese, Bert, cheese, anchovy, and pepperoni pizza, and here's my slice of cheese, anchovy and pepperoni pizza. Ready to eat?" (Picks up slice).
I can't let you go. Don't let the dark. Be the only place you see me. I'll try to find you something new. That pulls me back to your arms. . Little towns are the way we're living.
Scene: A rather elaborate room, wallpapered and rather cluttered, a grandfather clock stands in the corner. In fact the Cluttered Room was only in a few skits, was it an early attempt at redecorating? Bert walks in on Ernie, who's basically fiddling around..
Indivisible, you are the one. Impossible to hear what you say to me at night. Can't I have some covers back?. It's so cold on the wrong side of the bed.
Ernie: (quietly) Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum, mmmmmmm.. (Ernie slips behind the chair and Bert looks over his shoulder too late. Ernie comes up at the top of the chair then slips behind before Bert looks.).
Sesame Street. . Sunny Day. Sweepin' the clouds away. On my way to where the air is sweet. . Can you tell me how to get,. How to get to Sesame Street.
(spoken). Denyce: Good night, Elmo.. . Elmo: Oh no no, wait, Denyce, Elmo's not tired yet. Couldn't Denyce read Elmo a bedtime story?. . Denyce: Hmmm...hey, I've got an idea. How about I sing you something from the Opera?.
Elmo and the Lavender Moon. Now playing, makes-believe nobody could see. And then he waits and then he fakes. And then he bends and then he shakes. . He plays and plays.
(as clock chimes). One two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven. Eleven o'clock, time to get up. . It's a lovely eleven morning. I heard eleven worms yawning (yawn).