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Jan 05, 2013 01:49

january 26th, 1969



26.09 unknown

[optional sulpy]John, certainly a believer in E.S.P., then tries to verify his suspicion that he and Paul had simultaneous dreams the previous night.

JOHN: Hey! Did you dream about me last night?

PAUL: [long pause] I can’t remember.

JOHN: Very strong dream. We both dreamt about it. It was amazing! Different dreams, you know, but I thought you must’ve been there. It’s like I was touching you.





26.16 octopus's garden

[optional sulpy]The informal off-and-on “Octopus’s Garden” rehearsals continue, as George and Paul help Ringo with the words and arrangement.

Heather tells John about her baby kittens and he playfully asks her if she’s going to eat them. She empathically says “no!,” but John explains if you put pastry around them you can have cat pie. When she says they’re just a few days old, John says that she better wait a week before she eats them. Things go on in this vein for a while [...].


HEATHER: We’ve got some baby kittens only about that big-

JOHN: Are you going to eat them?

HEATHER: No!

JOHN: Lots of people do, you know. I don’t, I mean.

HEATHER: Kittens that have just been born yesterday, or a few days-

PAUL: On toast? On toast?

JOHN: You put pastry around them, and then you have cat pie.

HEATHER: A few days they were just born, weren’t they?

JOHN: Oh, you’d better wait a week or two before you eat them.

HEATHER: No, I’m never going to eat them!

JOHN: Aren’t you? Well, that’s very good.

HEATHER: And then we took the grown-ups, and one of them’s beautiful, like this Daddy cat. It’s got a big black spot there-

JOHN: Oh, you don’t eat them if they have black spots.

HEATHER: The other one’s like a tiger.

JOHN: You don’t eat them if they’re like tigers, are they? [pause]

HEATHER: You don’t eat any cats! They don’t taste good. [general laughter] And anyway, I’m just a pussycat who was just born.

JOHN: Are you?

PAUL: Okay, pussycat.

JOHN: There’s a good dog. Puss.

...

HEATHER: Stop keep-stop keep calling me “dog”, I’m a cat.

JOHN: Okay, cat.



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