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You're sure? |
Positive. The Soviet Union collapsed without a shot being fired. The Cold War is over. |
That's what everybody believes? |
Yes, sir. It's true. |
What? Did the politburo just one day say "We give up?" |
Yes. That's kind of how it was. |
Uhhuh. |
My gosh, those Commies are brilliant! You've got to hand it to 'em! "No, we didn't drop any bombs! Oh yes, our evil empire has collapsed! Poor, poor us!" I bet they've even asked the West for aid! Right?! |
Uh, I think they have. |
Hah!!! Those cagey rascals! Those sly dissemblers! Those, uh... They've finally pulled the wool over everybody's eyes! |
Are you all right? |
Yes! Yes! Oh, Lord! Yes, oh, yes! But where is the one who came last night all in yellow?! |
All in yellow? Oh! That was my father! |
Ooooohhhh!! Of course! The father! Forgive me!! Can you forgive me for my wasted life?! Everything has been so awful!! |
I know it has been terrible. But it wasn't your fault. And now all the decay is over with and things are going to get better. You understand? |
Yes. |
I've got to go, now. |
Of course you do. I'll stay here and pray. |
That's always a good idea! Would you like some money? I have a great deal of it. |
No. I don't need money anymore I see that now. |
How do I leave here? |
The front door is open. Will you be back? |
I promise. |
I've got almost everything we need! And this nice man... |
Archbishop Melker. We met earlier. |
Is that a birthday cake?! |
Yes, it is. |
Geemanee! |
Is this because of the radiation? |
What? |
Nothing. |
Good evening. I want to stay at this hotel. |
Fill this out please. And I'll need a card. |
A card? |
Yes, sir. |
Of course! |
Bon soir, mademoiselle! |
Are you French? |
No. I'm from out of town. I'm here on business. |
Well, your business must not be sports memorabilia, because this one Mantle card right here is worth six thousand dollars all by its little self. |
Get out of here! |
No, you get out of here. |
Come on, Heathcliff, I'll walk you to the corner. |
Yes, ma'am. But my name is Adam. |
Where are we going? |
We? I'm going home. And, judging by that coat, I'd say you have to get back to the barber college. |
No, I'm lost. |
You're lost? |
Say,...did you just lose your job because of me? |
Forget it. I'm sick of working for that dickhead. |
Dickhead? |
A walking penis capable of intelligent speech. A dickhead. |
What's wrong with you? |
I just had a mental picture of... |
Here, pick these up! |
I came on a bus. |
Why doesn't that surprise me? |
I don't know. Why doesn't it? |
Well, I guess because I'm a little psychic...I have this thing. |
Oh, that's nice. |
Let me guess something. This is your first visit to La La Land. You're staying somewhere over in Hollywood because, like an idiot, you thought that would be an exciting place to stay. Right so far? |
So far? |
Yes, I'm right? |
Right. |
I knew it! So anyhow, you get on a bus and before you know it, you're out here in the San Fernando Valley without a clue. Which brings us to here. Correct again? |
Again. |
Where are you staying? The Holiday Inn? |
Yes! Yes! The Holiday Inn! That's exactly right! |
See? I'm psychic. Not completely, but pretty much. That was pretty good, wasn't it?! |
It was amazing. |
Yeah. Thanks. Anyhow, let me predict a bus for you to get on. |
Do you own a car? |
I'm not taking you there, Sweetie. Rule Number One in North America: No strangers in the car. |
If it will make you feel any better, I don't have a gun. |
You don't? |
Nope. |
Well, that changes everything. Get the fuck away from me!! I mean it!! |
I'm sorry! I said something wrong, didn't I! Please forgive me! |
Get away from me!! |
Wait! Please wait! I'll make a deal with you! I'll give you a Rogers Hornsby, if you'll take me to the hotel! |
Rogers Hornsby?!? |
He's all yours. I was holding him back. |
Rogers Hornsby's worth like four thousand dollars! |
So what?! I've got two of him! And this many DiMaggios and Robinsons. I was holding these out, too. |
So for four thousand dollars, all I have to do is drive you to your hotel? |
Yes. |
And that's it? |
Yes. |
I don't have to take a physical in your space ship? |
Heck, no! What?! |
Okay. What the hell? You got a deal. Get in. |
So...Mister Andretti, your first time on the freeway? |
It's Webber. Adam Webber. |
Mind if I change the station? Better traffic reports on AM. |
Wait! Wait! |
What is it?! |
It's Perry! |
Perry? |
Perry Como! You had him! Go back! Go back! |
Okay, okay! Take it easy! |
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