| Crisis |
| Crisis |
| Crisis |
| Crisis. |
| Crowded room, cigarette smoke, fast talkers, sheep in wolves clothing |
| Glasses chinking, spilling drink, drinking, filling, wolves in sheep’s clothing |
| Suddenly from out the mass that familiar face emerges |
| First reaction, she looks nice, then realises it’s his wife! |
| «Hey what you doing here? You had better explain» |
| He says «I left my engine running and I think I’ll do the same!» |
| She says «Come back here, explain yourself!» |
| He stops to think it out |
| And regaining all his confidence says «What about yourself?» |
| It’s a crisis |
| Crisis |
| Crisis |
| Crisis. |
| Music loud, people louder, sophisticated ugly sight |
| Discreet departure, lady friend, back to his place, three wrongs don’t make a |
| right |
| Suddenly through the front door wife and boyfriend, big surprise |
| Recurrence of the previous scene, you think these people would get wise. |
| «Hey what you doing here? You had better explain» |
| He says «I left my engine running and I think I’ll do the same!» |
| She says «Come back here, explain yourself!» |
| He stops to think it out |
| And regaining all his confidence says «What about yourself?» |
| It’s a crisis |
| Crisis |
| Crisis |
| Crisis |
| (Repeat and fade). |