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Gee, Jeff, I thought you were gonna go take a piss, not join some alcoholic nudist colony.
No, no. I just got sick and tired of listening to that demo tape over and over again, you know? I mean, I felt like a fucking groupie, you know.
Mm. I enjoyed the ride. Sorry you didn't.
But wait! Sooze, I don't wanna fight. I'm so sorry.
What?
No, I mean it. No, look, when, when I got out of the car I walked all the way here.
Mmhm.
And I fig and I figured something out.
Oh, yeah?
I, yeah.
Mm.
Wait, Sooze, I, I have to talk to you, 'cause I, there's something I figured out.
God, you smell like whiskey.
No, no, I have to talk to you.
Is that a threat?
Wait, wait, wait a minute, Sooze. What are you doing?
I'm leaving. Is that alright with you? Do I have your permission? Maybe you want to think about it.
Where are you going?
For a ride.
Wait, away?
Yes, Jeff, away. Away, away, away.
To his hotel?
Shit, Jeff!
I've run out of words.
Wait. What, what are you saying?
I don't know. And I don't care that I don't know.
Well, what about us?
What about us? I'm moving away your staying here.
No, maybe not though. That, that's what I'm trying to say.
Maybe not? You think that I'm with somebody else and now it's maybe not?
Oh, no, no, no.
You're unbelievable.
Wait, no, I... Look, Sooze, I figured something out.
You did, huh? Good for you.
Oh, fuck it, man!
Do your covers and all that shit.
'Bye, Jeff.
Go.
What?
Just go.
You really suck, you know that?
Just go.
What?
Seventwenty.
I gave it to you.
Why we're just standing here.
Look, your trespassing.
You know, this, what you're doing with your life...
I don't know.
You know, it's not you. You know? You seem like a smart guy.
Yeah, well, thank you for the advice, but you wouldn't understand what is going on with me.
Oh, it's very complicated, huh?
That's right.
Complicated or not, life moves on. Hm?
No, wait, wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! What is your name?
Look, why do you care, huh?
Because maybe if we know each other's names, things wouldn't get like this, My name's Jeff.
Okay. Nazeer, okay?
Nazeer what?
Nazeer Chaudry!
Please?
Look, look, just get off my property.
This has nothing to do with me! She went up by herself. Yeah I tell them don't go on the roof! They can't go on the roof! How is she?
I don't know. I think she's breathing.
Okay. Okay, look my wife called the police. They're coming. It's not too late. They'll come, they'll take care of her. I'm going inside.
Buff, sit. You know what I mean though? Somebody ought to crack that guy with a baseball bat.
Yeah, well, he's from a Third World country. He doesn't have it easy.
What? What the fuck do you know about the third world? You been there? No? No, well, I have. Fuckers live like sardines in a can over there, you know. Everything stinks. It's true, there's no, you know, law, no order. No nothing. The assholes come over here, they think it's gonna be the same.
Hey, he's a human being you can give him that much.
Actually, the only thing I gotta give that guy is a oneway ticket back to Greaseballland.
Yeah, well, that pizza could feed a family of four in Turkey or India or wherever the fuck he comes from.
If it's all so fucking futile, what the fuck are you so fucking upset about, fuckhead?
Because I'm alienated.
You don't need to sit next to me right now.
Who were you talking to?
Nobody. Sooze.
Oh, no, you wanted to get together with your close friend, Pony, the rockstar. I understand. So you, do you, want us to, leave?
No. We were just gonna go someplace or something to...
Jeff, Jeff, if you want to be alone with Pony, you know, that's, that's fine with us.
Sooze wants to see him.
Well, you know, I wanna fucking see him. I gotta know what it's like to be on MTV.
Yeah, yeah, I stay at the Four Seas, it's ease.
Wow, that must be pretty nice there.
Wow, you're cute when you're angry.
Why don't you write a song about Sandra Berhard's salad, asshole?
No, that's not what I'm saying. I'm saying I don't need a limousine to know who I am, alright?
Right on. You know what? He doesn't need the limo, man.
I mean, you know, at least I admit that I don't know. I know that things are fucked up beyond belief and I know that I have nothing original to say about any of it, alright? I don't have an answer. I don't have a fucking message.
Okay, great. Well, now he's crying. Are you guys happy?
Oh, shut up, Tim. This isn't funny, man.
I ate a dog when I was in Thailand. Tasted exactly like this sparerib.
No, wait, no, I thought about New York.
Tim, what are you talking about?
Ask your girlfriend.
See ya later.
What? Oh, come on. You're not gonna suck my cock?
To women. They're all whores. Let us not forget what Chenowsky said. "The greatest men are the most alone." And without suffering, Jeffery, you will never gain wisdom.
I'm not suffering, you know. I don't give a shit.
Good. That's good.
Yeah. Yeah, no, you're right. It's no big deal, you know. Guy probably has his arm around her right now, holding her close, nudging her titty with his elbow, talking about the deep significance of his music, while she looks up at him with her big brown eyes. In a few minutes they'll be back at the Four Seasons. You ever, you ever stayed in one of those places?