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ALICE: Mikey? Papa and I have got a surprise for you.
What, Mama?
We got four whole days to visit,
and we've already got the hotel reservations and everything.
JON: There's no point in waiting for the urinalysis.
You're going to be a mother, Mrs. Day.
Are you gonna have the abortion before or after?
-D'or... -I want you back.
I think I might move out.
Oh.
I'm sure we can work it out.
If you'd like to talk about it some night...
Now, uh, would you like a drink?
-Or are you already drunk? -Anna.
You're fine, Norman. Hmm?
You're just fine.
I mean, we were hoping you would introduce us to, uh --
-What's her name? -Mona.
-Yeah. -Uh, Papa, she's only --
I don't care what she is.
I'm just a little disappointed
that you felt you had to hide the poor thing.
[ Voice breaking ] Did she ever say anything to you about me
that might make you think she was unhappy here?
No, ma'am.
She was crazy about Barbary Lane,
and she liked you a lot.
Liked?
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[ Siren wailing ]
[ Fog horn blares ]
BIGELOW: Do you want to hear me out, or don't you, Captain?
I don't have very much time.
MAN: Your name Bigelow? Frank Bigelow?
BIGELOW: That's right.
MAN: Answer this San Francisco APB.
Send it direct to Inspector Bannon at homicide.
Tell him we've found Frank Bigelow.
Go ahead, Mr. Bigelow.
BIGELOW: Well, this involves some other people.
A number of other people.
MAN: You tell it any way you like.
City of the Dead.
Pardon?
You're from Colma. Cemeteryland.
Oh, South San Francisco, actually.
It was just, um, too long to put on the tag.
"Candi Colma" sounds nicer anyway.
Hmm. Really?
May I recommend the Samburger?
Fine. Perfect.
Anything else? Coffee? Fries? Dessert?
What you got to offer?
[ Chuckles ]
It's on the menu...sugar.
I bet it's not...sugar.
[ Chuckles ]
I don't get off till 7:00.
Well, it's not when -- It's how.
Hmm.
Look, uh, I'd feel better if we went to my place.
In Colma?
Christ. That's like a half-hour's drive.
How the hell am I gonna get home?
Oh, uh, I'll -- I'll drive you.
Look, I've got a roommate, and, uh --
Oh, ***.
No. Oh, it's a girl.
No, and it's cool, you know?
It's just that, uh --
Oh, you know, she'll just worry if I'm not home.
Call her.
Look, you want to forget this? It's okay.
No, no, no, no. Let's -- Let's go.
No. I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to.
I said let's go, didn't I?
Okay.
I live in a trailer. I mean, I hope you don't mind.
Depends on the trailer.
[ Engine turns over ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Dog barking ]
Uh, Candi?
Yeah?
There's something I should tell you.
-What's that? -I think I know your roommate.
So? We hardly ever see each other.
-I mean I've been here before. -Great.
Come on. You coming?
Cheryl, you're late again.
I'm not gonna keep making excuses for you, either.
I was waiting for my *** wig, if you don't mind.
Do you hear me?
So, small world, huh?
[ Laughs ] Not particularly.
I'd say you've just run out of material.
Cheryl, come in here.
[ Sighs ] I'm finishing my Froot Loops.
*** it, Cheryl!
[ Sighs ]
CANDI: You know, I'm the one making excuses all the time.
I'm the one lying, and you don't give a *** about this job.
Candi, you're late. I was waiting for my wig.
CANDI: Fine, but all I'm saying
is that you don't give a *** about it.
I'm the one who washes the uniforms,
and I'd like you to care a little bit.
Don't break the bed.
CANDI: That's all I have to say about that.
♪ Have it your way ♪
[ Chuckles ]
Hi, pretty.
[ Both chuckle ]
Don't you worry about Mona, you hear?
I won't, Papa.
We'll miss you at Christmas.
He's grown now. He's got friends of his own.
I know that, God damn it. I just said we'd miss him.
-ALICE: We will, honey. -MAN: I'll take those.
I'll miss y'all too.
It's just so -- It's so expensive to fly back there.
Listen, don't you worry about that --
Look, Mike, if, uh --
if you need a little help until you get a job --
I can manage, Papa.
-Let us know. -Okay.
Well, we're mighty proud of you, son.
Oh. Not too much to be proud of, is there?
Don't be a damn fool.
You're as good as the rest of them.
I mean, some things just take a little time, that's all.
I-I guess you're right.
Of course I'm right.
Now smooth sailing all the way.
Just keep them fruits away.
Oh, I'm not their type anyway.
Attaboy.
Bye, sweetie.
Mm. Bye, Mama.
[ Birds chirping ]
Brian?
Huh?
You want something to drink?
Uh, you know, a Pepsi or something like...?
Hey. You're off duty.
And I'm fine.
Was I, um...?
[ Chuckles ]
-Yeah. -Yeah?
Yeah. Yeah.
Do you think I'm pretty as Cheryl?
I mean, I know, you know, my --
But, like, for my age, am -- am I okay?
No, you're better than that.
Even without that wig.
[ Chuckles ]
Hey, you know what?
I got the day off, and the Camaro's full of gas.
I can't. I'm, uh...
I'm expecting a call.
I just -- I-I just have this pumpkin patch
I want to show you.
-I'm sorry. -You sure?
Yeah.
But, you know, I bet it's a really nice pumpkin patch.
Do you want me to drive you home?
No, no. I don't mind the bus.
Call me?
Brian?
-You in the book? -Mm-hmm.
I'll call you.
It's "Moretti."
Okay.
It's two T's.
Two T's.
♪ ...in his hands ♪
♪ He's got the migrant farm workers in his hands ♪
♪ He's got the whole world in his hands ♪
♪ He's got you and me, brother, in his hands ♪
♪ He's got you and me, sister, in his hands ♪
♪ He's got all of us together in his hands ♪
♪ He's got the whole world in his hands ♪
♪ Yes ♪
-♪ He loves you, brother ♪ -Yes, he does!
♪ And he loves you, sister, too ♪
-Amen! -Praise Jesus! Praise him!
♪ He loves the black, the white, the brown ♪
-Yes! -Amen!
♪ And the lavender, too. ♪
-Mm-hmm! -[ Laughs ]
♪ But if you believe ♪
♪ That Chairman Jesus loves you more than big business ♪
-Yes! -Amen!
-♪ Oil companies ♪ -Mm-hmm!
♪ Male chauvinists, House Armed Service Committee ♪
♪ Then let old Willy hear you say, "Right on" ♪
Right on.
♪ I can't hear you ♪
♪ Let Chairman Jesus hear you say it again, sister ♪
R-Right on.
♪ Ahh-ahh ♪
♪ Chairman Jesus got to hear you say ♪
♪ Say it loud ♪
-Right on! -[ Indistinct shouting ]
♪ Oh, you sound so good, sister ♪
♪ Love ♪
♪ Love will keep us together ♪
♪ Think of me, babe, forever ♪
Don't you just adore the Captain & Tennille?
Here. Have a popper, honey.
♪ Don't mess around, you just got to be strong ♪
♪ Just stop ♪
♪ 'Cause I really love you ♪
♪ Stop ♪
♪ I've been thinking of you ♪
[ Siren wailing ]
[ Mid-tempo piano music playing ]
[ Music continues ]
Aw, ***.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, sir?
Do you have anything on skydiving?
Uh, all our sports is on the shelf up there.
-Up here? -There, there.
Where the orange thing is, right above --
That's it. Sports. S-p-o-r-t-s. Sports.
NORMAN: Oh.
-[ Piano chord plays ] -It doesn't really matter.
I didn't hear what you said.
-I said it didn't matter. -Yeah?
I really just wanted to see the old place.
I used to come in here a long time ago.
You fixed it up really nice.
-You think so? -Oh, yeah. [ Chuckles ]
Well, you don't see places like this anymore.
You know, it's nice to know that some people
still have respect for the past.
Yeah?
Well, I got plenty of past,
so I guess, you know, I should have, uh, a lot of respect.
[ Chuckles ]
Well, you're young at heart. That's what counts.
You know, you're a lot easier to deal with
than that woman who used to run this place.
-You knew her? -Not well.
But she struck me as real disagreeable.
No, I'd never heard that.
I heard, uh, maybe peculiar, you know?
Did you buy the place from her?
Yeah. About 10 years ago.
I guess Mrs. What's-her-name went back East, huh?
No, no, she's around. I see her every now and then.
Really?
See, you know, I wouldn't have figured that
because she was always gabbing on about...
Hell, I...
Someplace back East.
Where was she from, anyway?
Way back East.
Norway.
Norway?
Who the hell knows? I don't know.
Maybe it was Denmark. What the hell do I know?
No.
I guess I have her mixed up with somebody else.
Her name Madrigal?
That was it.
That's her, then. And it's definitely Denmark.
I mean, she was raised in the United States,
and then she went to live in Denmark
before she bought the bookshop.
And I think that's where she picked up
all her funny little customs.
[ Chuckles ] She had some funny ones, all right.
Yeah.
You know, the day I moved in here,
she pasted a note to the cash register,
and it said,
"Good luck and God bless you."
-You know what else she left? -What?
A cigarette.
-A cigarette? -A hand-rolled cigarette.
[ Inhales sharply ]
-Peculiar. -That's peculiar.
Listen, you know something?
Uh, maybe I have something on skydiving, you know?
Here we are.
[ Door opens ]
[ Laughing ] Bobby.
That's the third time this month you've taken Lina to the Toilet.
Once is slumming, but three times?
It's not at all like the Anvil.
The Anvil was fun. It was --
I never saw that.
Fists?
Fists?!
[ Laughs ]
I guess I was there on a slow night.
No, get that.
Call me back, though.
Ugh. I got out just in time.
The Big Apple's getting a little too wormy.
That's why you need a progress report every hour?
It's not every hour.
We have depravity here too, you know?
-What's the Toilet? -A bar.
Of course.
It's in Vogue this month.
And so are you. But I'm in San Francisco.
Hey, what is it?
I'm sick of New York.
I mean, you're here now. It just seems --
It's not that. It's not New York.
You're brooding about something.
I'm not brooding. I'm always like this.
You miss Michael, don't you?
Don't overanalyze things.
Hon, if we don't talk about it,
we're never gonna get through this.
-Well -- -[ Telephone rings ]
Pick it up.
It's okay.
Probably another update from the Toilet.
[ Sighs ]
[ Siren wailing ]
Sure you don't want a cigarette?
Or maybe we could try the --
No. I-I-I want to go home.
My best to Beauchamp.
Most of those *** you run with
wouldn't return a call
if their husbands were kidnapped in the wrong part of town.
Sure hope Beauchamp knows what he has in you.
Yes.
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
-How were the whales? -Fine.
We're still trying to set a date for the benefit.
I think you'd be better off with leukemia.
Binky does leukemia. It's not very original.
Crippled children, then.
Whales.
Y-Y-You don't have to have your picture taken with whales.
You don't look like you missed me very much.
-I was reading. -Oh.
-Beauchamp? -What?
Take me to bed.
[ Sighs ] DeDe, it's been a long day.
Just to cuddle.
I think we're doing better, don't you?
At what?
Well, you know, living together.
What do you want,
a Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval?
Oh, come on, really, though.
-You know? -Marriage is a ***.
It is for everybody. I've told you that all along.
Other people don't do any better than we.
I know. I just -- I-I think we're --
We're learning more. We're growing.
Okay. If that makes you feel better.
I mean, you know, before I-I really didn't think
we were mature enough to be parents.
Oh, Jesus, DeDe.
Well, you know, you must admit we've weathered a lot.
I've told you a thousand times
I have no intention of having children.
You! You!
Well, it's my body.
What if I want to have a baby? What about that, huh?
Then go find somebody to knock you up.
You're disgusting.
Don't expect me to live with it, though, or pay for it.
Oh, "it," "it."
It is not a thing, Beauchamp. It is a human being.
Christ. Are you pregnant?
No.
Then shut up and go to sleep. I have a long day tomorrow.
Wait.
Go back to your book.
Wait a second.
I am taking Caesar out.
I took him out.
Well, then, I'll take him out again.
Come on, Caesar.
[ Whistles ]
Come on.
Turn around.
Are you pregnant?
No.
[ Telephone line ringing ]
-PAUL: Yeah? -NORMAN: Paul?
-PAUL: Hey. -NORMAN: It's me.
PAUL: Norman, listen, if you're calling about the proofs,
they're not ready yet, all right?
I told you I'll call you when they're ready, all right?
NORMAN: It's not about that.
I was just -- thought maybe we could set up the next session.
PAUL: It's too soon.
Besides, um, I think we're gonna film this week.
NORMAN: Really?
How does it pay?
It's not bad. You want to handle it?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I think I can arrange it.
How much notice do you need?
Um, couple of days.
You got it.
Now, listen, I want the money in advance, all right, this time.
-All right. -All right.
All right, you got it, man.
-All right. -All right.
[ Telephone ringing ]
Frannie, I'm really very busy.
Could you get to the point, please?
I want you to do something about those people at Macy's.
Now, what is it this time?
I went to Loehmann's this morning --
I thought you said Macy's.
I went to Loehmann's
to pick out something nice for Helen for her birthday.
Loehmann's has marvelous designer clothes,
only they cut the labels out because they're overruns.
You can get them for practically nothing.
Anyway, it's just plain tacky
to give your best friend a Calvin Klein sweater
without a label in it,
so I asked them if they had any extra labels.
And they said they were cut out by the manufacturers.
Macy's, Frannie.
I'm getting to that.
I went to Macy's and I picked out two Calvin Klein sweaters,
and when I got in the dressing room,
I saw the labels were loose --
so loose they were practically falling off.
So I took out my nail scissors and --
Jesus Christ.
Oh, don't be so sanctimonious, Edgar.
They have hundreds of labels over there, and I wasn't...
When that horrid little Chicano clerk barged in,
you would have thought I was stealing or something!
[ Telephone ringing ]
Rough day?
Not particularly.
You look a little bummed out.
Biorhythms.
Anything else?
Yeah. Can I buy you a drink tonight?
Mr. Day is here, Mr. Halcyon.
Wow. What a creepy place to make a phone call.
-You afraid of the dark? -Terrified.
I never would have guessed.
Ah, isn't everyone?
I think it's what distinguishes us from animals.
Not me. Black is beautiful.
On you it is.
-Hon? -Yeah?
Would you still...?
-What? -Nothing. No big deal.
Ooh, you know I hate that.
What?
The way you weed things out you think I can't handle.
Oh, I don't -- I don't mean to sound that way.
[ Sighs ] And I don't need to hear that you love me.
I know you love me, D'or.
It's just that sometimes you don't --
you don't share your thoughts, you know,
so I feel like I'm living with a stranger.
Well, you asked what was bothering me.
You want to move out? Is that it?
No.
I didn't expect miracles, D'or.
It's -- I...
[ Sighs ]
I can't put my finger on it.
Is it the sex part?
I've told you that doesn't matter to me.
D'or, I really like you.
[ Exhales sharply ] Ouch.
That's a lot, isn't it?
Sometimes I don't even know if I need a lover, male or female.
Sometimes I think I would settle for five good friends.
There. That's perfect.
I have excellent taste, if I say so myself.
Then I'll say so too.
Happy Birthday, Norman.
[ Laughs ]
You know what?
I like this place.
Really?
Really.
Well, I -- I thought you might get a kick out of the "muriels."
-The...? -The, um, paintings on the wall.
They're beautiful.
Art nouveau, right?
Mm-hmm.
Good old Mr. Roosevelt and the WPA.
Hey, um...
...would you like to go for a walk?
You would, wouldn't you?
Yes.
Is something the matter?
Oh, no.
I just want to go for a walk, okay?
Sure.
-Okay. -[ Chuckles ]
Do you want to talk?
I wish I...
-What? -Nah, never mind.
Tell me.
I wish I were better-looking.
-Oh, Norman! -That's what I wish.
You know, the "old" part wouldn't be so bad --
Look, one, you are not old!
And there's no reason for you to go around
apologizing for that all the time.
And, two, you are a very...
...strong and masculine and appealing man.
Why do you go out with me?
Huh? Why?
A lot of guys like you. Like that Brian guy.
Oh, please!
Oh, what, you don't think Brian's handsome?
Brian Hawkins thinks any woman that goes to bed with him is...
Is what?
-Norman. -Is what, Mary Ann?
-I don't know. -Is what? What is it?
A ***.
I wish I could show you what you've got going for you.
Don't strain yourself.
You're gentle and you're considerate,
and you believe in traditional values and...
You don't make me feel like I'm out of it all the time.
[ Laughs ]
That's because I'm more out of it than you are.
[ Laughs ]
Thanks a lot.
Do you think I could make you happy?
We haven't known each other very...
I'm sorry. I...
I don't sell vitamins.
-What? -I don't sell vitamins.
I'm about to come into a lot of money really soon.
I could buy you anything that you wanted.
I don't want you to buy me anything, Norman.
I don't need you to buy me anything.
I just...
-Hold still. Let me just -- -Uh!
I'll take you home.
You can let me share your life, your friends, your family.
Your parents live four miles away.
I've never even met them.
Let's not drag my parents into this.
I'm going to sleep.
Lock up when you come, all right?
D'or? D'or?
-Wait a minute. -Could we just go to sleep?
No!
It finally makes sense to me.
-No, it does. -It does, huh?
What is that supposed to mean?
It means you are terrified
that Mommy and Daddy will find out that you're a ***.
-It does not mean that. -Are you sure?
I don't talk to them.
Not a word since I moved to New York.
-Why? -[ Sighs ]
When's the last time you talked to your mother?
She's in Minneapolis.
But it wouldn't take that much for you --
You don't have the slightest idea what it would take.
Look, I'm sure that you're a lot more --
-What? -I don't know -- sophisticated.
[ Chuckles ] That ain't the half of it, honey.
Well, do I look like a snob to you?
I mean, I've done a thing or two for Third World people.
Mona...
My father's a baker at *** Donuts.
[ Chuckles ] You made that up.
Drop it.
No.
You think I can't relate to older black people, don't you?
You think that I'm racist and ageist.
Right? Is that it?
Mona, I think you're very good with people.
Now let's drop it.
[ Inhales sharply ]
♪ You're gonna make it after all ♪
♪ You're gonna make it after all ♪
Who wants a dog? Mary, you want a dog?
A dog? Uh, gee, I don't think so.
[ Labelle's "Lady Marmalade" playing ]
[ Eric Clapton's "***" plays ]
♪ Hey, sister, go, sister, soul sister, go, sister ♪
[ Both laugh ]
Hey. [ Laughs ]
You want to get high?
Yeah.
♪ ...New Orleans ♪
♪ Struttin' her stuff... ♪
[ Inhales sharply ]
This is amazing.
Maui Wowie.
How much?
$200 a lid.
Please.
[ Exhales sharply ] Swear to God.
My teeth are numb.
Who needs them?
[ Snorting ]
Is this local?
Huh-unh. L.A.
Good old "Lah."
Huh?
Lah. L.A. is Lah.
S.F. is "Sif."
Oh. Is it ever.
Jesus, one more ***, and I'll see God.
Can't. He moved to Lah.
God's in Lah?
Who do you think sold it to me?
I don't know. I don't know.
Sometimes...
Sometimes I feel like
the new morality is over.
You know what I mean?
MICHAEL: Sort of.
BRIAN: I mean, like, what's left, you know?
MICHAEL: Yeah.
BRIAN: I mean, you got guys and chicks
and chicks and chicks and guys and guys and...
MICHAEL: Right on.
BRIAN: But, I mean, now -- now it's like "Voom!"
-Pendulum. -The pendulum.
I mean, I think...
I think it's all gonna be over.
What?
Everything.
*** and Gomorrah?
Oh, no, no. Maybe not that, you know, dramatic.
But, yeah, something like that.
And then we're gonna be -- I mean people like you and me --
we're gonna be like 50-year-old libertines
in this world that is just full of 20-year-old Calvinists.
*** in their hearts like Jimmy Carter,
but nowhere else, right?
Are you ***?
Uh...
Grass always makes me ***.
Yeah. I know what you mean.
Why don't we do something about it?
That would be...kind of complicated, wouldn't it?
Why?
Uh, well...
Well, we're not exactly coming from the same place, are we?
So?
There's got to be someplace in the city
where they've got, you know, straight chicks and gay guys.
You mean go cruising together?
It's truly twisted.
Yeah, I knew you'd get into it. [ Chuckles ]
-Maybe... -Yeah?
...we could break up a couple.
[ Man singing opera ]
[ Laughter ]
And so Rick and I checked them out
in the St. Louis Social Register,
and they are not in, neither of them.
-[ Chuckling ] Oh, Jesus. -Oh!
ARCHIBALD: And let's face it, honey --
In St. Louis, it's not that difficult.
Where the hell is that gynecologist?
Jon?
-Jon? -[ Inhales sharply ]
Aw, Christ.
Aren't you sick of hearing about remodeled kitchens?
We can't just walk out.
Who can't? I'm bored shitless.
Have another toot. Things go better with coke.
[ Inhales sharply ]
Aw, Jesus.
I mean, do we have to spend the night
staring at these tired old Gucci queens?
I can't leave now. Maybe after the movie.
Screw the movie.
How many times can you --
can you watch "Boys in the Sand" with this bunch?
Whatever happened to the real thing?
[ Inhales sharply ]
It's a full moon.
Can't you imagine the tubs?
There's such a thing as a social obligation, turkey.
Oh, you're a jellyfish, Jon.
Take a cold shower. It'll keep.
[ Speaking indistinctly ]
RICHARD: So, Jon, how's the twink?
Who?
Uh, the twink.
At The Endup.
Oh.
I haven't seen him in a while.
Well, he was hardly your type, was he?
Oh?
Well, I mean, how many people do you know
who enter the Mr. Endup contest?
I knew him, and I liked him, Rick.
Well, pardon me, Mary.
It sounds to me like you're stuck on him.
I'm not stuck on anybody.
I just get sick of that *** talk about twinks.
It's just a queen's way of being a male chauvinist pig.
May I send that to "Bartlett's Quotations"?
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I'll get a cab.
The hell you will.
♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it ♪
♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it ♪
♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it ♪
♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it ♪
BRIAN: Christ!
Look at the *** over there by the bar.
Oh, yeah.
He has to have been pumping iron since junior high.
BRIAN: The chick!
You look at your ***. I'll look at mine.
[ Laughs ] Okay.
♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it ♪
♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
[ Both laugh ]
♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it ♪
♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
Whoo!
Okay, if I run into something that might interest you,
I'll send it your way.
Not "it" -- "her."
-And you do the same for me. -Don't worry.
See anything you like?
Yeah.
Old angel *** down there.
You'll have to pry her away from the guy she's with.
Maybe he's gay.
No, straight. Look at the size of his ***.
Gay guys don't have fat ***?
If they do, they don't go to bars.
Oh. Don't look now.
Where?
Oh, great.
[ Laughs ]
-I'll see you later. -Right.
[ Breathes deeply ]
Hi.
Hi.
-You guys together? -Yeah.
Well, not exactly.
He's, uh, gay. I'm straight.
How nice for you.
He's my friend.
What do you do?
Me and Michael?
No, you -- for a living, like.
I'm a waiter, like, at Perry's.
Oh, heavy.
Is it?
Well, it's kind of plastic, don't you think?
And what do you do?
I work for Francis.
The Talking Mule?
Ford Coppola.
♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it ♪
Forget about the *** room.
It empties during "Mary Hartman."
Meet me back here in an hour.
[ Steam hissing ]
♪ ...somebody turned around and shouted ♪
♪ "Play that funky music, white boy ♪
♪ Play that funky music right" ♪
Any luck?
No. Too weird.
How so?
Ah, forget it.
Come on.
Watersports. Bondage. Satin sheets.
*** rings.
You're kidding.
What do they do, anyway?
Well, it's this steel ring about yea big --
sometimes it's leather --
and you put it around your equipment.
Why would you want to do that?
It helps keep it up longer.
Oh.
Isn't life interesting?
Do you have one?
-Hell no. -Why not?
It's just one more thing to remember.
I can't hang on to a pair of sunglasses more than a week.
[ Laughs ]
You know, it's not too late for a cup of coffee at Pam-Pam's.
You got a date, man.
[ Exhales sharply ]
MAN: Can I buy you a cup of coffee?
Thanks. I'm with a friend.
Ah.
Uh, a lover?
[ Chuckles ] God, no.
Are you one of the reachables?
Sure.
Can I give you my phone number?
My name's Jon.
Hi.
I'm Beauchamp.
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
-Hi. -What city, please?
-Oakland. -All right, go ahead.
Do you happen to have a number for a *** Donuts?
-Is that a business, ma'am? -Yeah.
I'm not showing it at the time.
Um, try under "bakeries."
-I have the number for you. -Yeah? Oh, great.
Um, let me get a pencil.
That number is 555-5388.
-Hello? Ma'am? Are you there? -D'OROTHEA: Hi!
What's cooking? It smells terrible!
-I'm up here! -555-5388.
-5388. Okay, thanks. -You're welcome.
Tired?
If I never see another plate of Rice-A-Roni it will be too soon.
[ Sighs ]
Guess what's for dinner.
-I'll kill you. -No, you won't.
Chitlins and okra.
What?
Just like your mother probably used to make.
What a lousy thing to say about somebody's mother.
[ Clicks tongue ] All right, your foremothers, then.
Have you been reading "Roots" again?
-Stop making fun of me. -[ Laughs ]
I liked soul food for a long time before I even met you.
How about me?
How about you?
Would you still like me if I weren't black?
Would you still like me if I was a guy?
You're funny.
You're funny.
No. I'm just tired.
Let's go eat them hog innards!
-Don't put it like that. -Uh-huh.
[ Telephone rings ]
Halcyon.
[ Man breathing heavily ]
Who's there?
NORMAN: I've been trying to reach you.
I got your letter.
Good. Then perhaps we should talk about madrigals.
Are you there?
I'm here.
[ Telephone rings ]
-[ Picks up receiver ] -MADRIGAL: Hello?
EDGAR: Anna. I got a call.
About?
Anna, how would you like to climb a mountain?
I'll pick you up in half an hour.
All my life, all my *** life,
and I never came up here.
What is it?
We didn't come up here to look at the view, did we, Edgar?
No.
What is it?
I don't know, exactly.
-I got a call. -About?
Madrigals.
It's money, of course.
I-I-I'm sure of that.
-Blackmail? -Yeah. Quaint, isn't it?
Six months ago, it would have shaken me up real bad.
What do you call this,
marching me all the way up here just to tell me?
That's not the reason.
-Will you see this person? -Absolutely.
I have nothing to lose.
I'll just see him long enough to kick his *** down the stairs.
And what can he do? I'm a goner.
Never thought that would come in handy.
We're not the only ones to consider, you know?
You mean Frannie?
No, he'll never go to her,
not when he sees how little it matters to me.
You don't know that. How can you know that?
-You're awfully confident. -Yes, I am.
He could ruin you.
He could make your life hell.
No. He could never do that.
I have you.
When does he want to see you?
He won't set a time yet.
Just says soon.
[ Sighs ]
I don't want to hurt you...
How could you ever?
...or anyone near you, and I could.
I could hurt them, and I could hurt you, very badly.
[ Chuckling ] ***.
What the hell is the matter here?
I'm the one who's supposed to be nervous.
I brought you up here to ask you to go away with me.
You hear that? Come away with me, Anna.
Where?
We could cruise to Mexico.
I'll make it look like a business trip.
Look at me.
You can see how much time I've got left.
No. I just see a beautiful man.
It's "yes," then?
I don't want you caught up in this.
I'm already caught up in it.
It's not too late.
You could deny it.
If we never see each other again, then maybe --
Come on. You're way out of line, lady.
I know.
God help me. I know.
I'm a liar.
I love you with all my heart.
But I'm a liar.
What are you talking about?
It's worse than you think.
[ Telephone rings ]
[ Door opens ]
-Hello? -WOMAN: Mr. Williams?
I hope this is important.
It is, very. I need to know how it's going.
I left you three messages, and I never heard back.
You know, you're not my only client, you know?
Of -- Of course not, Mr. Williams. I don't see --
Find yourself somebody else if you don't like --
Mr. Williams, could you just tell me
if you found out anything at all?
-Did you? -Yes.
-Well, what? -I think she's the one.
Oh, my God.
-But I have to go slow. -Of course, of course.
I hope you can understand my point --
You know, you have waited 30 years.
I think a few more days isn't gonna kill you.
-If you feel so sure -- -Mrs. Ramsey.
All right, all right, did you at least find out the name?
-Phony. -No.
-WOMAN: Anna Madrigal. -I think it's an anagram.
Well... you mean it spells what?
We'll see what it spells.
Mister --
So...now you know.
NORMAN: ...G-A-L.
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