You've got to convince the dogfucker to sell you some of his weapons.

Nay, child! it is not well, I said, / Among the graves to shout; / To laugh and play among the dead, / And make this noisy rout.

Not quite as much fun as the real Halston, since Mr. McGregor was smoking green-tea cigarettes instead of Trues, snorting sugary, vitamin-like Inositol instead of Bolivian marching powder and, due to Covid restrictions, conjuring disco fever with just 48 extras in the Studio 54 scenes.

It shall be all my study for one hour light, To rose and lavender my horsiness