(Transition: clips shown of LA at night)

Scene 8:

Cat and Robbie are in André's dark bedroom. Robbie is carrying a torch and they are dressed plain black. They have black strips underneath their eyes. André lies in his bed, sleeping.

Robbie: I really don't wanna do this, Cat!

Cat: (surprised) why not? This is so much fun!

Robbie: we're breaking into someone's house! We might get in trouble!

Cat: (giggles) We cannot get in trouble!

Robbie: what do you mean by that?

Cat: (giggles more loudly) we can't get in trouble because they can't see us! We are ninjas! (imitating the moves of an ninja with her hands) whoosh, whoosh!

Robbie: (obviously uncomfortable) Cat! Please be more quiet! What if André wakes up?

Cat: (not listening to him) ooh, it's so cool in here! Look, there is his guitar! And his keyboard! And oh look: There's André!

Robbie: (frightened) wah!

Cat: (giggles again) hihi! You don't have to be afraid of André! He's nice…

Robbie: (darkly) but not if he'll catch us in his room in the middle of the night! While he is sleeping!

Cat: (laughs)

Robbie: Where do you think he keeps his songbook? (looking around)

Cat: Maybe on his desk!

(Robbie goes to search the desk for a song while Cat bounces around in the room)

Cat: (stopping at André's bed, leaning over him) he is so cute when he is sleeping!

Robbie: (sadly) yeah right…

Cat: (giggles) Can I touch his nose?

Robbie: (confused) why'd you want to do that?

Cat: I like his nose… It's pretty! (reaches out for him)

Robbie: (appalled) no! don't touch him!

Cat: why not?

Robbie: well obviously if you touch his nose it will tickle! And then he'll wake up! And then he'll freak out because we're in his room!

Cat: haha! That'd be so funny!

Robbie: (grunts, mumbles to himself)

Cat: (leaning over André again) guggly guggly goldy goldfish!

Robbie: Cat! What are you doing?

Cat: (giggles) nothing!

Robbie: (sighs, searching the desk again) Here I think I got something! (holding up a sheet of paper)

Cat: (rubbing her nose against André's) guggly guggly goldy goldfish!

André: (grunts, murmuring something in his sleep)

Robbie: I can't tell if this is a song or not! (complaining) My torch is dying!

Cat: (leaning up) oh! How sad! Are we going to be at its funeral?

Robbie: (looking at the dark torch) Cat, please give me yours!

Cat: My what?

Robbie: (winking at her with his torch) your torch!

Cat: I totally would but I don't have one…

Robbie: But I told you to bring one!

Cat: But my brother wouldn't let me use his!

Robbie: But how are we supposed to recognize a song now?

Cat: oh, I can switch on the light

Robbie: You just can't switch on the light right now!

Cat: (not listening to him, sneaking through the room like a ninja) whoosh! Whoosh! Oh look! Here's the light switcher

Robbie: (screams) No!

(Cat switches on the light)

Robbie: (dropping the sheet) turn it off, turn it off!

André: (grunts, moving)

Cat: alright, alright! (switches off the light, hesitates) Robbie?

Robbie: What?

Cat: (whispers) I can't see anything!

Robbie: Me neither! And I can't find the song anymore! (knees down to the ground, trying to find it)

Cat: (in a tiny voice) Robbie, I want to go now!

Robbie: here, I got it! Let's get out of here!

(Cat and Robbie off)

André: (waking up, sleepily) someone in here?