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 cum 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 . . .