[Thanks to L. who sent me this]

OTTO and LITE are driving back to the repo lot in a car they've just
repossessed.

LITE:   You read that book I gave you?

OTTO:   What book?

LITE:   _Dioretix_.  The Science of Matter over Mind.

OTTO:   Uh-uh.

LITE:   You better read it.  Quick.  That book'll change your life.
        Found it in a Maserati in Beverly Hills.  Know what I mean?

Cut to repo lot.  MILLER is burning trash in an oil drum.  OTTO throws
objects in - a shirt, a floppy straw hat.  Close shot of book cover -
_Dioretix, The Science of Matter over Mind_, by A. Rum. [something].
OTTO throws it in the fire.

MILLER: A lot of people don't realize what's really going on.  They
        view life as a bunch of unconnected incidents and things.
        They don't realize there's this, like, lattice of coincidence
        that lays on top of everything.  Give you an example.  Show
        ya what I mean.  Suppose you're thinking about a... plate of
        shrimp.  Suddenly somebody'll say, like, "plate," or "shrimp,"
        or "plate of shrimp," out of the blue.  No explanation.  No
        point in looking for one, either.  It's all part of the
        Cosmic Unconsciousness.

OTTO:   You do a lotta... acid, Miller?  Back in the hippie days?

MILLER: I'll give you another instance.  You know the way everybody's
        into weirdness right now?  Books in all the supermarkets about
        Bermuda Triangles?  UFOs?  How the Mayans invented television?
        That kinda thing?
 
OTTO:   I don't read them books.
 
MILLER: Well, the way I see it, it's exactly the same.  There ain't no
        difference between a flying saucer and a time machine.  People
        get so hung up on specifics, they miss seeing the whole thing.
        Take South America, for example.  In South America, thousands of
        people go missing every year.  Nobody knows where they go --
        they just, like, disappear.  But if you think about it for a
        minute, you realize something.  There had to be a time when
        there was no people, right?
 
OTTO:   Yeah.  I guess.
 
MILLER: Well, where did all these people come from?  Hmmm?  I'll tell
        you where.  The future.  Where did all these people disappear
        to?  Hmmm?

OTTO:   [doubtfully] The past?
 
MILLER: That's right!  And how did they get there?
 
OTTO:   [laughs] How the fuck should _I_ know?
 
MILLER: Flying saucers.  Which are really?... Yeah, you got it.  Time
        machines.  I think a lot about this kind of stuff.  I do
        my best thinking on the bus.  That's how come I don't drive,
        see?
 
OTTO:   You don't even know _how_ to drive.
 
MILLER: I don't _wanna_ know how.  I don't wanna learn.  See?  The more
        you drive, the less intelligent you are.