Think.Not Brill.Yes, Brill.That’s impossible. He’s on this side, and you’re on the other side. There’s no way for you to communicate.Did you ever hear of a telephone?The phones don’t work. I already tried to call when I was in Wellington. I dialed my apartment in Queens, and they said the number was out of service.There are phones and there are phones, my friend. Given his part in all this, do you think Brill would have one that didn’t work?So you talk to him.Constantly.But you’ve never met.No. Tomorrow is the big day.And what about now? Why not go to him now?Because the appointment is for tomorrow. And until then, you and I have other plans.Your surprise . . .Exactly.How much longer to go?Less than half an hour. In about two minutes, I’m going to ask you to close your eyes. You can open them again after we get there.Brick plays along with the game, gladly submitting to Virginia’s puerile whims, and for the last minutes of the journey he sits in his seat without saying a word, trying to guess what prank she has in store for him.
