Look, I love Jeanie. But I don't
have it to give to her right now.
She's going to be all right.
She'll be fine.
Don't go yet. I'll make
some coffee, we can talk.
What am I going to do here?
Cook hamburgers
and pretend I'm a comedian?
I'll miss you.
Can't forget my hat.
Good luck.
Give me a turkey sandwich
and a diet 7-Up.
- I've got that.
- Save your money.
- I was buying you lunch.
- I don't want you buying me anything.
- I don't want you buying me, period.
- What's the matter?
- I've got eyes.
- What are you talking about?
I didn't know you were a ballet fan,
I thought you liked it private.
What?
How quickly they forget.
At the dance benefit.
The blonde in the white dress.
Who's the goddamn blonde?
Blonde?
Blonde?
Wait a minute.
Will you wait a minute?
Wait a minute! What's going on?
Is everybody crazy?
Last night, some idiot throws
a rock through my window...
- I broke your fucking window!
- You what?
You heard me.
I smashed your stupid window.
Are you crazy?
Are you out of your mind?
Maybe.
It cost me a $170.
I had to special order it.
You've got the money!
Go fuck the blonde!
She's my ex-wife.
We have friends on the Arts Council.
I see her once a year
to take her to the stupid benefit!
Why am I explaining myself?
You didn't have to break my window.
I did it because... you pissed me off.
When I was a kid all I wanted was
to afford to eat in restaurants like this.
Were you poor?
I was so poor
I had hand-me-down lunches.
It was rough in the old days.
I used to steal
hubcaps with Johnny C.
You did?
How's the lobster?
It sucks.
Want some of mine?
I'm not hungry, thanks.
Whatever turns you on.
What turns you on?
You like phone booths?
Phone booths?
You probably just like
doing it in bed, right?
- You two look cosy.
- Alex, this is Katie.
Hello.
Nick has told me all about you.
Hi.
- You're not really a welder, are you?
- Yes, I really am.
And you really take your
clothes off at night?
- I don't really take them off.
- I was under the impression that you did.
You look great.
You didn't look this good
when we were married.
- It was the company I was keeping.
- That was good. That's funny.
Has he taken you to the steel mill?
He likes to go there on his first date.
- That was your first date, wasn't it?
- Yeah, it was.
As a matter of fact...
I fucked his brains out.
Obviously, you did.
Charmed, dear.
You loved her once, didn't you?
I thought I did in the beginning.
She was different from anyone
I had gone out with before, she was...
Well educated.
Came from a real good family.
I figured that I had really made it.
And one day, I realised that...
I'd just taken the safe route.
When I realised that, it made it easier
for me to do what I had to do.
What was that?
Let go. Start over again.
Figure out what it was
I wanted to do and go after it.
You got it, didn't you?
How did you do it?
I took a deep breath and jumped.
Hello.
I'd like to apply for admission
to the Repertory Company.
When you fill out this application,
write down all your years
of previous dance training.
Starting with the last school
you attended.
I know that part.
Auditions are by invitation only
and are performed
before the committee
and select members
of the Repertory Company.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Good morning.
Good morning.
May I help you?
Yes. There was a young woman here
a short time ago, wearing an army jacket.
She was here.
I was talking to her...
about admission
to the Repertory Company.
Mr Bradley, please.
Nick Hurley.
Larry! Hey.
Great. Great.
Listen, are you still
on the Arts Council?
I need a favour for a special friend.
He called.
Trick or treat?
Hey, throw that bum out!
I told you they didn't like
short people down there.
Richie!
Richie!
- Did you check out the clubs there?
- Yeah.
- Come on, what happened?
- One of them offered me a job.
That's great.
As a waiter. I said,
"Me, a waiter? You got