I love that book. I love that book. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Yeah. I think Miller is really...

Marcy: I love that book. I love that book. Paul Hackett: Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Yeah. I think Miller is really great. Marcy: This is not a book. This is a prolonged insult. A gob of spit in the face of art. A kick in the pants to truth, beauty, God... Something like that. Paul Hackett: That's very good. Marcy: Now, that's all I remember. Paul Hackett: I've read this before. I know, I mean, I know, I was just rereading it. I don't reread books that often; but, I don't know, this one's my favorite. I like it better than "Capricorn" or "Plexus" or "Sexus".

MARCY: I love that book. I love that book. Yeah. Oh, yeah. I think Miller's really great. "This is not a book. This is a prolonged insult. A gob of spit in the face of art. A kick in the pants to truth, beauty, God... " Something like that. That's very good. That's all I remember. I've read this before. I mean, I don't... I'm just rereading it. I don't reread books that often... ...but this one's my favorite. I like it better than Capricorn or Plexus... ...or Sexus. You know, he used to kiss himself after he ate a good meal. It's mostly... Let me ask you. Does that cashier seem a little weird to you? He keeps making these strange movements. [CHUCKLING] PAUL: God! I think he's just waiting to be discovered.