Paul Thomas Anderson - Inherent Vice - Potential Cult lyrics

[They've been pulled over by the POLICE. Doc tries to calm everyone, etc... A ROOKIE COP walk up to the car looking cautious and careful... GUN RAISED and SHAKING VISIBLY... nervous as he approaches the car.] JAPONICA: Are you the Great Beast? BLATNOYD: No no no, that's a policeman, Japonica, who only wants to make sure you're all right. COP: You know you were driving without your headlights, miss? JAPONICA: But I can see in the dark. COP: Perhaps you shouldn't be driving then. COP: I am going to need to see all your IDs please? DOC: Sure thing. What's it about, officer? COP: Every gathering of three or more civilians is now defined as a potential cult. DENIS: What!? Charlie Manson again? COP: Criteria includes references to the book of Revelation, males with shoulder-length hair or longer and endangerment through inattentive driving, which all of you are exhibiting. BLATNOYD: Oh, I don't think so. DENIS: Man, listen, this is a Mercedes. It's only painted one color. COP: You all hang tight. DENIS: That should count for something. DOC: Good point! BLATNOYD: Ah... I actually gonna have a heart attack, actually my heart is racing like a little boom boom. DOC: Yes, sir. COP: We'll hand this all in, Mr. Sportello, and unless there's wants or warrants we don't know about, you won't hear any more on this... DOC: Thank you officer, you have a good night. DENIS: Thank you sir, drive safely.