In the salad drawer of Eddy Murphy's refrigerator, Ray Kurzweil with a soaking wet umbrella stuffed down one trouser leg, slipped into a gorilla costume and started marching back and forth, banging two garbage can lids together in order to distract Henry Fonda, who was filling water balloons when an Otter with a pail of rock salt mashed a paw-full in both their faces. Their screams woke me.