balcony.
Chris did not write the letters, you did.
Yes.
All this time right there in front of me,
and I could not even see you.
You bastard!
How could you trick me like that?
I tried to make you feel good.
- You played with me.
- You should have guessed it.
- So, it is my fault?
- The signatures do not match the letters.
You do not check that in a love letter.
Because you wanted to believe it.
All the romance wrapped up
in a cute nose and a cute arse.
You even got me in bed!
- Yes, on your first date!
- Only because you seduced me.
You went to bed with him too fast.
One frilly word and you are horizontal.
I do not think
I went to bed with him.
Somebody was up there,
it sure was not me.
Then who?
Chris could not have seduced me.
- That is just what I told Dixie.
- You told Dixie?
I just mentioned it, I did not mean to...
You son of a bitch! You bastard!
How could you lie?
I tried to tell you
how I felt about you.
It was a lousy way of telling me!
Just get out!
Wait a second, I am out. Get in!
- No, get out!
- Get in!
- Get off this porch.
- Fine.
Do not try throwing my hat at me.
Guess what the rest of the letter said?
It said, "P.S. I was only kidding."
- Ten more seconds and I am leaving.
- What did you say?
Ten more seconds and I am leaving.
- What did you think I said?
- Earn more sessions by sleeving.
- What the hell does that mean?
- I do not know, that is why I came out.
Ten...
Nine...
Eight...
Seven...
Chris came and took all his stuff.
There is a fire somewhere.
Get into gear.
That is where I put Bossy.
We have got a burner, boys.
Two 2 1 /2 inch lines
from the pump to the fire.
Three 1 1/2 inch lines
from the hydrant to the pump.
If it gets to the station,
the whole town goes.
I want a water curtain with
a full fog pattern on both exposures.
One, two, three...
We are doing it, C.D.!
Take it easy, here we go.
Come on, Bossy. Let us go, boy.
You are all
real goddamn fire fighters now.
To all us real goddamn fire fighters.
Thanks to us, no one got fried.
We beat this fire by a nose.
Well said.
I want to see you.
A toast.
I would like to say that I would
rather be with the people of this town -
- than with the finest people
in the world.
What are friends for?
When I close my eyes
I see you again and again.
Your eyes, your face...
the way you walk.
Your style, your wit...
And your nose, Charlie.
It does not quite work, does it?
I went inside and thought about
why I was attracted to Chris.
It was not the way he looked... Well, -
- at first it was the way he looked.
It was how he made me feel.
He made me feel romantic, -
- intelligent, feminine.
But it was not him who was
doing that to me. It was you.
All these other men have
flat, featureless faces.
No character...
No fire... No nose...
Charlie, you have a big nose.
You have a beautiful, great, big,
flesh and bone nose.
I love your nose.
I love your nose, Charlie.
I love you, Charlie.
- Well?
- Are you kidding?
Oh, it is locked. It is locked!
Thank God, I have a key.
- By the way, I named the comet.
- Oh yeah, good old Comet Kowalski.
- No, Comet Charlie.
- That is nice.
Yes, it is my dad's name.
He'll be so happy.I am walking, yes indeed,
and I am talking about you and me...
...and I am hoping you
bop-be-da-deh.
I am forming words with my tongue
I am stumbling, but I am okay now.
Now, I am walking down the steps,
it is easier than walking up the steps.
Did not slide.
That is a tough break for me.
Now, I am having a small heart attack,
but I am recovering.
Now I am seeing
two coked-out hopheads coming at me...
...could be trouble.
- Get off the sidewalk!
- Other side of the street, scum.
It is a cop!
If he is a cop, where is his gun?
He is a fireman.
Cut a wide swath, pussy.
- All right.
- Thank you, arse-wipe.
Christ, that is the biggest nose...
Do not say it...
Quite