SUSAN |
This parcel smells, Mrs Lazarus. |
ZENA |
Call me Zena, Susan. |
SUSAN |
Yes ... Zena ... Something's written on it. What does it say? |
ZENA |
It says: 'This parcel contains six mice'. |
SUSAN |
Aw! Isn't that awful, Zena! Poor animals! |
ZENA |
And listen, Susan! What's in this sack? |
SUSAN |
It's making a strange hissing noise. |
SACK |
(hisses) Sssssssssssssssss! |
SUSAN |
Zena! It's a sack of snakes! |
ZENA |
So it is! ... And what do you think's in this box, Susan? |
SUSAN |
It's making a buzzing sound. |
BOX |
(buzzes) Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! |
SUSAN |
Those are bees! |
ZENA |
A parcel of mice .. and a sack of snakes . . and a box of bees. What do you think about this, Susan, on your first day in the parcels office? Isn't surprising? |
SUSAN |
Amazing! This isn't a post office. It's a zoo. |