about your husband and your boyfriend.
l mean, that was really weird.
What was that all about?
And, l gathered there's something...
wrong, or you have
some burns or something...
and l just couldn't handle that.
l'm sorry.
l don't know what happened to me.
l don't know. Maybe the timing's
just off or something, but...
l think l just better go.
Okay?
Marcy?
What....
Jesus! Marcy.
God! Breathe.
Kiki! Come on!
Jesus!
God!
Think.
Kiki! Horst!
''Paul and Marcy,
Horst and l went to Club Berlin for drinks.
''Join us if you feel up to it.
Corner W. Broadway and Grand.
''See ya! Kiki. ''
Shit.
Operator, give me the police.
Yes. l want to report a death.
God.
Oh, no!
lt's me. l did it. l quit my job.
What do you want me to do about it?
Let's go have a drink.
Let's celebrate. Pier Three is open.
l don't know what your problem is...
but l've got to get over that bar,
get my keys, so l can get home.
Look at this.
Now what?
This is incredible.
Where the hell is he?
l live across the street.
Would you like a TV dinner?
Wait a minute! Neil! Pepe!
Wait a minute! l didn't know!
Speed up. lt's that dude again.
Get out of here.
l didn't know.
l've had enough, God.
My place?
You like The Monkees?
What's your name?
Julie.
l'm Paul.
Rough night, Paul?
You look depressed.
l came downtown tonight....
Oh, God.
l didn't even know this girl.
Oh, God.
l didn't even know her.
Hang on.
ls that better?
Chelsea Morning.
Go on. What is it? Talk to me.
l'm fine, really. l'm just going to be
out of your way in just a sec.
l'm just waiting for them
to open up downstairs.
l'll just get my keys and go home.
Boy, oh, boy.
Just let it go, honey.
Tell me your problems.
l don't think so.
Paul, lighten up. What is this?
This doom and gloom and....
Be loosey-goosey. Come on.
-What are you talking about?
-Come on, tell me your problems.
Where the hell is he? What time is it?
lt's very late.
Jesus.
So, you really hate that job?
Yeah. l hate both my jobs.
Yeah? What else do you do?
l work in the Xerox shop downstairs.
Downstairs?
Yeah. We're right on top of it.
l've got the keys.
You want to go down and see it?
No, thanks. l've had
about enough excitement for one night.
lt's a lousy job, but...
l can get free copies whenever l want to.
Gee whiz.
What is that, ''Gee whiz''?
l mean, you're humoring me?
l don't have to take that kind of shit.
What is it with people today?
You can't say anything
without getting a smart answer.
You have to be so goddamn careful
about everything you say.
You think l don't notice?
l know what's going on.
l overhear the customers
at the Xerox shop making fun of me.
l didn't mean anything by that.
lt was raining outside,
and l invited you to come into my home.
l didn't have to do that, now, did l?
First of all, you're not stupid.
Look, l have trouble figuring out
the tax on checks. So what?
l mean, 8%/% is a bitch!
So l make a few mistakes.
Sue me! Call your lawyers!
Okay, come on. l'm sorry. l didn't mean it.
-You want to sit down?
-Okay.
l'm sorry l was rude before. l really am.
Okay, no more crying. Please.
What a night.
Paul?
Do you like my hairdo?
Yes, l do.
Then why don't you touch it?
-l don't want to mess it up.
-You won't.
-You want me to?
-Yeah.
Okay.
That's him. l hear him. No, it's okay.
Thank God he's there. l can go home.
What's the matter?
Nothing. l just....
You know, l really got the feeling
that you kind of liked me.
You're not going to leave, not after
l brought you out of the rain, are you?
All right. l'm going to....
Here's what l'll do. l'll...
go to the bar,
give your boss back his keys.
l'm going to get my keys
and l'll be back, okay?
-Should take all of two minutes.
-Yeah, sure.
Julie, two minutes. Okay?
Well, what happened to you?
Long, difficult story.
Honestly, when you didn't show up
for so long, l figured you did rob me blind.
l had to close