Director: Trond Lie
Actors: Ketil Gudim, Roger Hilleren, Helge Sveen and Rune Temte
Producer: R.Temte
Music Arranger: Rune M. Glimsdal
Translation: Stein Jarl Rubach
Lights: Trond Lie
Poster: John E. Holten
Costumes: Thea Glimsdal
Hats: Else Marie Bruun
Sound: Morten Langrind, Vibeke Blydt-Hansen
Prompt: Odd Elshøy
Photo/Layout: Tomm Hansen

Opening night: 30th April 1996, Smuget, Oslo Number of performances: 20 Number of Audience: 1500 Performances on tour: 10 Number of audiences:1000 The show is a co-production with Smuget and is funded by: Fund for Performing Artists, Oslo Community and The Norwegian Actors Union. Main sponsorship: TV3 and Odin Kabel A/S Other sponsorship: InterSoft A/S, Norwegian Textscentre, GASTRO, STUDIO LM, ellemelle, Klubben Soon, Tordenskjold Kro&Cafe, AA Bildeshop.

UNTIL THE MORNING  
I am sitting at home counting my fingers, there is a full moon and life is smiling at me. The resistance is so low tonight, no one is here to say: "there is a day tomorrow". Full of trust I find the nice jacket with the ketchup stain. I see my frustrated longings in the mirror. Solidly I grip my confidence and sprinkle on some after shave. In my left pocket lies the card of undreamed possibilities. It is placed in a glass and the bar is open. The first one doesn't taste so good. No peeing until the fifth. Now everything becomes so much clearer. At the bar I see stockings and trembling lipstick, they are looking, but that's it, for now. Shit, what a tempo, deep down lies the consciousness of tomorrow, but thank God it is easily drowned by the tasteless drops. It is easy to write my signature, doesn't matter now. Roaring and shouts, mum is at home and the baby is on its way. Thank God, I'm still with it, but only you and I can see that. Grab your underwear girl, here's the man with the uncleaned suit. What a light, a lot better than my sober, dark brain. You who are a part of the world, let me in, I am here, even though you can't hear me. Touch me, look at me, don't mess around, this is what you want. I see, nobody is supposed to know. Thanks for the dance, I am done now, I am going home to relax.
Would you like to come with me?… I'm sorry, tomorrow I will have to lie still and comfort my high spirit… that disappeared. Rune T.