LUKE

"Luke, have you gone off me or something?"

"No."

"Well, you're not responding to me."

"My voice is responding. I've had an exhausting day at work. I can't do anything else now."

"What good is that to me, huh?"

"A man can't help it if he's tired, can he?"

"But you used to be so loving and warm, Luke. Now you're just, lukewarm. If I'm lucky."

"Look, all I want is a good night's sleep."

"I remember the days when all you wanted was a good night."

"Yeah well, times change, don't they? I'm a busy man. Got things to do."

"But I want the old Luke back."

"You can't have him."

"Well, I can't have the present Luke either, can I?"

"You will, one day."

"But you'll be future Luke then. I don't want to wait until you feel like bothering. I want you now, Luke, not tomorrow. Tomorrow never
comes."

"Hard cheese."

"Hard cheese?"

"That's it - hard, stinking, mouldy-"

"All right, Luke, that's enough. You're not a child."

"No, I'm a bloke with a job to do, who works hard, who wants to go to sleep, who has a girlfriend who can't take a flaming hint."

"Well, something has to change."

"I'm not changing my job."

"Then you'll have to sleep less."

"I don't even sleep enough at the moment!"

"So, what then?"

"Simple; I'll just have to change my girlfriend."

Around 2003