No.113: “So, Number Six.”
“Yes”
“You're Number Six?”
“No, I am.”
No.13b “Smile” {click goes the camera}
“But you can't both be Number Six. One of you must be lying
“Yes, he is.”
“No I'm not, you are. I am the original, he is the economy pack.”
“Shouldn't one of you be wearing a cream blazer with black piping?”
“When did you ever see Number Six going about the Village wearing a cream blazer with black piping?”
“Well never.”
“Exactly!”
“It’s rather confusing isn’t it?”
“Not to me it isn't. I know who I am. Number Two knows who I am, sit down.
Perhaps you would like a drink?”
“Well it's a warm day, perhaps a cold beer.”
“Cigar? there are some black Russian cigarettes on the table, I never touch them myself.”
“Look why are you both wearing black blazers?”
“Well lets face it, we know who we are, Number Two knows who we are, but why make it too simple for the viewers? I mean think of the impact at the very end when No.6...........”
“I take your point {cough, cough, cough} I see you're having trouble smoking my brand of cigar.”
“Well I would, wouldn't I. There's a piece of plastic running through it!”
“Look can we carry on this interview at the gymnasium?”
“If you don't Mind Number Six, Number Twelve......”
“I'm Number Six
“I'm Number Six, Number Six, Six, Six, Six!”
“Of course you are Number Twelve.”
“Number Six!”
“Oh sorry, my mistake. It's all so confusing isn't it?”
Reporter No.113
Photographer No.113b {we think!}
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