JOHN : What are you doing here?
HIPPY : Well, the door was open and I felt like a rest.
JOHN : D’you always do that? Just follow your im- pulses?
HIPPY : Yeah, if they don’t do any harm.
BARBARA : But after all this is our house.
HIPPY : So, you paid for it. It’s your house. But you weren’t in, and you can’t use all these rooms at the same time.
HARRY : But I might want to.
HIPPY : You couldn’t, not with only two of you.
JOHN : Perhaps not. But I do want to be able to move from room to room in my own house without tripping up over someone’s long hair.
HIPPY : I shouldn’t worry. There are better ways of passing the time.
JOHN : But it’s against the law. It’s trespassing, I could call the police.
HIPPY : Go ahead.
BARBARA : Wouldn’t you mind?
HIPPY : Nope, why should I? It’s all the same to me.
JOHN : But this is our home.
HIPPY : Well er. That’s… that’s your problem. Look man, why don’t you relax?
BARBARA : You’re sitting down on one of our chairs.
HIPPY : Well, that’s what chairs are for. Chairs are made for people to sit on and you can’t sit down on all of them at the same time.
JOHN :Â But we didn’t ask you, it’s an infringement of our liberty. We want our house to ourselves.
HIPPY : Well, if that’s the case, all you’ve got to do is shut your eyes and imagine you’re all alone. I won’t get in the way.
JOHN :Â I suppose you’re some kind of anarchist!
HIPPY : I’m just me.
BARBARA : And what good d’you think you’re doing for society?
HIPPY : Well, I don’t see the point of a question like that. It means nothing. We’re all part of society. It’s what we are that makes society, not what we do.
JOHN : Well, d’you ever do any work?
HIPPY : You mean have I got a profession? No. But I communicate. I’m communicating with you now. I play the guitar.
JOHN : What good does that do?
HIPPY : Who knows? That’s a question none of us can answer. The answer shows itself sooner or later. But I don’t do any harm.
JOHN : You do by living off others.
HIPPY : We all live off others in some way.
