Lost Lenore

            Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

    “Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!

By that Heaven that bends above us—by that God we both adore—

    Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,

    It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—

Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”

            Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

Here is The Sun.

LOST LENORE :

Think about it, we -

We understand life backwards, 

but it's got to be lived forwards.

SALMON: 

Ain't that the truth.

LOST LENORE :

No, no, it's a quote.

Quick.

Who said it? 

You? 

No, originally.

You.

LOST LENORE :

Ah, forget it.

Only, don't ever.

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING.]

[FRENCH SINGING CONTINUES.]

[FRENCH SINGING CONTINUES.]

LOST LENORE :

[CHUCKLES.]

Ever see an electric octopus? 

[LAUGHS.]

Once.

But I kept my distance.

LOST LENORE :

Where was it? 

When? Where? 

SQUIRREL:

Wait, did you say octopus? 

Ah, I was thinking ocelot.

AMY’S GHOST :

Bad dream? [GASPS.]

LOST LENORE :

[CHUCKLES.]

You know, man, when you walk with the Lord, the Lord walks with you.

AMY’S GHOST :

In all my dreams, for as long as I can remember, I was never myself.

Now I'm only myself in dreams.

Isn't that funny? [CHUCKLES.]

LOST LENORE :

[SIGHS.]

I'm sorry.

Really, I am.

•SMOTHERS AMY’S GHOST•

[MUFFLED SCREAM.]

•To No Avail.•

AMY’S GHOST :

No, you're not.

LOST LENORE :

Oh.

[GROANS.]

What do you want from me? 

AMY’S GHOST :

You need to do what you're told.

LOST LENORE :

By who? 

AMY’S GHOST :

By me.

David.

He's waiting.

He needs you.

LOST LENORE :

For what? 

I-I don't understand.

AMY’S GHOST :

The electric octopus.

LOST LENORE :

You've seen it, too? 

It's My guess is Helsinki.

Or Stockholm.

Which-which one is in Switzerland? 

AMY’S GHOST :

Are you prepared to do whatever it takes? 

For David? 

LOST LENORE :

...Yeah.

AMY’S GHOST :

You •love• him.

LOST LENORE :

Don't be •stupid•...

AMY’S GHOST :

Like The Flower loves The Bee.

LOST LENORE :

He really needs me...? 

What about what's her name? 

Ms.Perfect.

S-Sydney.

AMY’S GHOST :

She can't do what you can do.

LOST LENORE :

[SNAPS FINGERS.]

Amen, sister.

[LAUGHS.]

AMY’S GHOST :

Lenore.

LOST LENORE :

Okay.

Yeah.

If he needs me, I'll — Whatever.

I'm just on the R and R right now.

You know? 

AMY’S GHOST :

Lenore.

LOST LENORE :

What? 

AMY’S GHOST :

Neither Helsinki or Stockholm are in Switzerland.

SALMON :

Your Majesty? 

We're going to have a Little Prince.