MUMMY: I'm a mummy. I scare people. Watch what happens when I walk up to somebody. I'm a mummy. FIRST PERSON: MUMMY: I was born one thousand nine hundred and fity-nine years ago. My daddy was a mummy, too. Watch what happens when I walk up to somebody. I'm a mummy. SECOND PERSON: MUMMY: I don't try to scare people. I really came back to life to buy a copy of "Kookie, Kookie, Lend Me Your Comb", but people run from me. Watch what happens when I walk up to somebody. I'm a mummy. THIRD PERSON: MUMMY: I wish there was somebody somewhere who wasn't afraid of me. Oh, well. Watch what happens when I walk up to somebody. I'm a mummy. BEATNIK: That's cool. MUMMY: I'm a mummy. BEATNIK: You mean you're a mother. MUMMY: No, I'm a mummy. BEATNIK: I'm a beatnik. MUMMY: People are afraid of me. BEATNIK: Yeah, I'll bet. MUMMY: I was born one thousand nine hundred and fifty-nine years ago. BEATNIK: Oh, yeah, like that's a long gig. MUMMY: Where can I buy a copy of "Kookie, Kookie, Lend Me Your Comb"? BEATNIK: Oooh, man, I don't dig that trash. You know like Brubeck, Sherwin, modern jazz quartet? MUMMY: I'm a mummy. BEATNIK: Man, you got a warped groove. MUMMY: Aren't you afraid of me? Aren't you gonna scream? BEATNIK: Oh, yeah, like "help."