Fz: Then, from out of the corner from the stage, comes Roy Ralph Estrada, perturbed at the present situation within the Mothers.
Roy: Domino, Domino, Domino Biz-bo-Oh, Domino Biz-bo-Oh, Amen, Domino Biz-bo, Hallelujah, eh. .. Ian: Et c** spiritu tuo. .. Roy: Ian, I don't think I qualify for the Mothers (Fz: They're making up their lines as they go along, isn't it thrilling?) Ian: Why, Roy? Roy: Because I don't think I'm qualified. I think, I think I'm holding the group back because I'm a mexican. And also because I don't play bass good. Ian: I don't care how you can play bass but we have no mexicans in this group. Roy: And I wanna join your group. Ian: No Mexicans! Roy: I can sing opera, I have already quit, I cut my hair, I got all my shit together here. I can do it. Ian: I don't care how you look you gotta be able to cut the part. Roy: I can sing. Please. Please, Ian, give me a chance. Ian: I don't believe you can sing. Roy: Ah, please! Ah, Ian, please, hear my plea! Please, ian! Ple-E-E-Ease! I can do it, give me a chance! Please! Please, ian! (Fz: Try me!) Roy: bwah-Ah-Ah-Ah! Please! Ian: Okay Mexican Roy: Please? Ian: Okay Mexican Roy: Okay. Ian: Sing this note:
Roy (with jcb): You think everything gonna be alright.
Ian: Okay. You passed the first part of your audition. Now you gotta sing. .. Roy: Mi, mi, mi, mi. ..