Be a chambermaid for a bunch of yellow saxophone students."That night during the formal dance party, in a parallel scene, the tenants (hiding behind bushes and trees) peered through he plantation windows and made fun of the rich folks.His cynically-stated goals are to stay alive and eventually escape, as he turns and brashly offers a mocking eulogy for one of his compatriots just interred:Here lies Corporal Herbert Thompson, serial number 01234567, valiant member of the King's own, and Queen's own, or something, who died of beriberi in the year of our Lord 1943.For Alex, it is a moment of pure ecstasy:Alex (voice-over):And it was like for a moment, O my brothers, some great bird had flown into the milkbar and I felt all the malenky little hairs on my plott standing endwise and the shivers crawling up like slow malenky lizards and then down again."Just for fun," Doyle suggests tailing "the greaser with the blonde." Taking he long-shot hunch, they trail the couple driving a 1970 Ford LTD for the entire remainder of the early morning hours (first driving through Times Square and spending some time outside a kosher restaurant named Ratner's where the couple eats breakfast) - up until 7 am the next morning; hey also witness a brief drug "drop" with a briefcase on Broome St.