(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?
