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by Douglas Adams
(WAILING ANTHEM)
[Waiter] Good
evening, madam, gentlemen. Do you have a reservation?
[Ford]
Reservation?
[Waiter] Yes,
sir.
[Ford] Do you
need a reservation for the afterlife?
[Waiter] The
afterlife?
[Arthur] Is this
the afterlife?
[Ford] Yeah. I
mean, yeah! I mean, yeah ... There's no way we could have survived that
blast in there.
[Arthur] No.
[Trillian] None
at all.
[Zaphod] I
certainly didn't survive. I was a total goner! Wham! Bam! And that was
it!
[Ford] Yeah, we
didn't stand a chance. We were blown to bits -- arms and legs
everywhere!
[Zaphod] Yeah!
Kerpow! Splat!
[Waiter] Would
you care to order drinks?
[Zaphod]
Instantaneously zonked into component molecules! Hey, Ford, did you get
that thing of your whole life flashing before you?
[Ford] Yeah! Did
you get that, too? Oh! Your whole life!
[Zaphod] Yeah!
At least, I assume it was mine. I spent a lot of time out of my skulls.
So ...
[Ford] So what?
[Zaphod] Here we
are, lying dead ...
[Trillian]
Standing.
[Zaphod]
Standing dead in this desolate ...
[Trillian]
Restaurant.
[Zaphod]
Standing dead in this desolate ...
[Trillian]
Five-star restaurant.
[Zaphod] Well,
yeah.
[Ford] Odd,
isn't it?
[Trillian] Nice
decor, though.
[Arthur] You
know, it's not so much an afterlife, more sort of apres vie.
[Zaphod] Hey,
you dead guys! We're missing some ultra important thing here --
something somebody said and we missed it!
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