out of here.
Absolutely. ls there a place open this late?
Sure. lt's not even 2:00 yet.
Ready?
Can l ask you something?
l've wanted to ask you this all night.
-Who's Franklin?
-Franklin?
Franklin is my husband.
Really?
ls that his loft, then?
He owns it, yes.
-Do you live with him?
-No. He's in Turkey.
l stayed with my husband for three days.
l was very young when l got married.
My husband was a movie freak.
Actually, he was particularly obsessed
with one movie:
The Wizard of Oz.
He talked about it constantly.
l thought it was cute at first.
On our wedding night, l was a virgin...
when we made love....
-You've seen the film, haven't you?
-The Wizard of Oz? Yeah, l've seen it.
When we made love...
whenever he...
you know, when he came...
he would just scream out,
''Surrender, Dorothy! ''
That's all. Just, ''Surrender, Dorothy! ''
-Wow.
-l know.
lnstead of moaning or saying, ''Oh, God,''
or something normal like that.
lt was pretty creepy.
l told him l thought so...
but he just couldn't stop.
He said he didn't even realize
it was happening.
He just couldn't stop.
So l just broke the whole thing off.
Sorry. l guess l'm really putting you
through the mill tonight.
lt's okay. l'm used to it.
You know, l still love him very much.
ln fact, we write each other every day.
Naturally, l don't like to talk about it.
-Could we have the check?
-lt's on the house.
-Really?
-Sure. What the hell.
Different rules apply this late.
Know what l mean? lt's like after hours.
-Thanks, Peter.
-Sure, Marcy. Have a good evening.
lt's okay. lt's....
Do you want me to go?
...the pill makes me sick.
Everything makes you sick, Marcy.
The guys gave it to me.
Oh, my....
God!
Here we are.
-So, how about that joint?
-Yeah.
-Good idea.
-Great.
What type of pot is this?
lt's Colombian.
-That's a lie.
-What?
This isn't Colombian.
l don't even think it's pot.
That's what the guy
who sold it to me said it was.
The guy who sold it to you is a liar.
So are you. That's shit.
Don't get upset.
l just won't buy it from him anymore.
That's horseshit.
Are you all right?
Where are those plaster-of-Paris
paperweights, anyway?
That's what l came down here for.
That's not entirely true.
l came to see you...
but where are the paperweights?
That's what l wanna see now.
-What's the matter?
-l said l wanna see a plaster-of-Paris...
bagel-and-cream-cheese paperweight.
Now cough it up.
-Right now?
-Yes, right now.
They're in Kiki's bedroom.
Then get them. As we sit here chatting...
there are important papers
flying rampant around my apartment...
'cause l don't have anything
to hold them down with.
Fine.
l don't know, Kiki.
Sorry about that.
-lt's really coming down, huh?
-You bet.
Here you go.
-The fare is $1 .50.
-What?
Fare went up to $1 .50 as of midnight.
You're kidding.
Look...
-l've got 97 cents.
-No.
-lt's raining like mad out there.
-No.
Would you just give me a break?
l really just wanna go home.
l'm sorry, l can't do that.
l could lose my job.
Who would know, exactly?
l could go to a party, get drunk,
talk to someone. Who knows?
Would you just give me a goddamn token?
No, goddamn it! l cannot give you a token.
Those tokens are $1 .50.
l can't sell for 97 cents.
We'd lose money that way.
There's the train! Come on!
Give me a token!
-Can l help you?
-l wanted to take the Express....
Get away from me!
-l'm talking to you.
-l know. l'm sorry.
l've never done that in my life.
l don't know what came over me.
The fares went up and l have 97 cents.
l won't even take the train. l'm sorry.
That's not my train.
That's the one l wanted. Thanks a lot.
Must be a full moon out there.
Can l get you something?
l have 97 cents.
-lt's not very much, is it?
-No, it's not.
Do l have to order something?
l mean, can l just sit here for a minute?
-Yes. Sure.
-Thanks.
Anytime.
What'll it be?
l don't want anything.
l just want to sit