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Who's the greatest cocksucker in the world? C'mon |
you are. |
Fuckin' A |
gee... |
what? |
I don't know what gets into me. |
You were great. |
No, I blew it, I blew it with Lester. |
No you didn't. |
You don't think so? I do. |
You were great. |
You always say that... I really care for Lester, don't I? |
That sounds like me. |
I am you, you little bastard. |
Where do you want to go? |
Sammy's? |
He still having parties? |
He never stopped. |
What are you looking at? |
The lawn it looks like it goes on forever, doesn't it? |
yeah. |
look, you don't have to entertain me... |
Am I entertaining you? |
We're friends. |
sure. |
well, if you feel like playing, go play... |
where'd you go? |
oh I thought you were |
what? |
Nothing. |
very nice, very nice. |
mmm |
but you never were much of a tit man |
Mmmm |
ass and legs |
Look who's talking. |
Me? |
yes, you |
Well of course. Who loves a big fanny on a man? |
Not me, pal. |
What's wrong? |
do you want ice? |
we're kidding ourselves. |
we are? |
last night I dreamt I was fifty years old and Mary told me I was supposed to meet Jill at the shop. It seared me shitless. |
Why? |
I can't imagine being with Jill when she's fifty years old. I can't imagine not being with you. |
Jesus |
well you better go after her. |
good afternoon |
you've got to leave. |
I've got to leave? |
yes, honey, you've got to get out of here. |
Why? |
Lester's on his way. |
Where are you going? |
Please, we'll have to talk later |
Look about last night |
Forget about last night, it's okay, we'll talk when I get back |
It's not okay, I mean we've got to talk now. Where are you going? |
Look either you leave or I leave because I don't want the two of us here when Lester arrives. I just don't |
It's Malone's. |
That's it, then I'm leaving. |
You're going to kill me. |
No |
Well then what are you trying to do |
I want to marry you. I want to take care of you and I want your children, and I want you to be my girl. That's all I want. That's all I want out of my life, and it's a lot. |
Jackie... Jackie?... answer me, for God's sake, answer me. |
If you knew how many times I wanted to hear you say that... |
So I'm saying it... |
It's too late... |
What's too late about it? Look, we're not dead, are we? That's the only thing that's too late. |
Lester's left Felicia. He's taking me to Acapulco on the five o'clock flight. He's asked me to marry him. |
So what? You don't love him, do you? Answer me. |
What's that supposed to mean? |
I don't know... Jackie? |
What? |
God, there's Lester... |
Don't go, Jackie... |
I can't just let him stand by the door... |
Don't leave me... |
I've got to... I've got to tell him where I am. |
What for? |
I don't know I've got to. |
George! |
Yeah. |
You're late, we're all backed up and you're supposed to go to Buffums. |
Buffums? |
Yes, Buffums. |
I've got heads here, Norman. |
You promised you'd do the show. |
Oh fuck, Norman! |
Don't use that tone of voice with me... never mind, I'll take Gordon. |
You're late, George. |
Devra, try Jackie Shawn will you? And if you don't reach her, keep trying. |
What! |
Somebody's going to have to wash Mrs. Young. Mary's not here. |
You do it. |
Look, Norman, I'm not the shampoo girl. |
You are today. |
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