Mother?
Kinda chubby. And jolly.
And sexy.
Bargaining. Remember her?
"Can we sit down and talk
about this like businessmen?"
"A negotiation, OK? No more hard drugs.
A little grass, maybe, but that's it."
"OK, all right, look, man, l promise
l won't flash on subways anymore, OK?"
Cat drives a hard bargain. Depression...
- Hi, Katie.
-"l'm dying!"
"Oh, God, am l dying?!"
Wanna have dinner together
before l go to the theater?
- l can't .
-" The doctor's not dying."
- Should l come over to your apaerment later?
- Yeah, sure.
- Father?
- Liar, womanizer. You woulda liked him.
Wait a minute. l don't know.
We may be working very late tonight.
- That's OK.
- Yeah. We'll talk later.
" At those prices, man,
who can afford to live?"
So... acceptance.
- "l accept!"
- Hold it.
- Hold it.
- Finished, or you wanna run it again?
No, l do not want to run it again,
thank you very much. We are finished.
- Anybody have any ideas?
- Oh, l like it, Joe. l think it's really funny.
Who asked you, Stacy?
lt's too long... l don't know.
Maybe we can get away with it.
Do you suppose
Stanley Kubrick gets depressed?
- Do you wanna work tonight, Joe?
- No, l gotta work on the show.
You have really got something... special.
All right...
All right!
l want so to be a movie star.
Oh?
Ever since l was a little kid,
l wanted to see my face
on the screen... 40 feet wide.
Oh, yeah?
l have always depended
on the kindness of strangers.
You're looking at my nose,
aren't you? lt's crooked.
lt goes to the left. See?
l mean, like, l could always
have that fixed. Like that.
Do you think l could be?
You know. A movie star.
ln the movies.
Well, that's ...
l don't know anybody
that could answer that question.
lt's ... it's a very freaky business, you know?
Yeah, l know all about that,
but, like, l wanna know what you think.
Do you think l could be a movie star?
No.
Even with a nose job?
Well, that's fair.
Like you said, it is a freaky business, though.
You know, you could be wrong, right?
Right.
l don't dance so hot either, do l?
You will. l promise you.
You wanna go to bed?
Yeah.
l'm sorry. Oh, am l sorry.
- Katie!
- l should've called first.
Oh, shit.
- Did l, like, screw anything up?
- No. l screwed it up.
Oh, l meant to call her.
Oh, boy, you are really something.
l'm Joey's mother.
Ever since he was so high,
he's had such a crush on you!
l've always been fond of Joe, too.
Of all the children, he was the least worry.
He worked in all those
cheap burlesque clubs.
Always around stark-naked girls!
But did it bother him? No.
He never paid any attention.
Never even looked at them.
Amatis, you love. Amant, they love.
Amo, amas, amat, amamus, amatis, amant.
Hey, kid, what kind of language is that?
Oh, it's not a language. lt's just some
jokes l'm working on. Some crazy jokes.
"Pu... Pu..."
Puella. Girl.
" First Year Latin" ?
lt's my kid brother's .
- How old are you?
- Nineteen.
Uh-huh. What year were you born?
Uh, 1930...
- Try 1934.
- Right. 1934.
1935?
1935, yeah.
Now try 1492.
See you around, kid.
Maybe we could have
a drink together sometime?
Oh, sure.
You notice we have small waitresses here.
You know why? Make the drinks look bigger.
That's my favorite one.
The one with the big tips.
l got problems, too.
l went to see my psychiatrist.
l told him l have suicidal tendencies.
He says " From now on, you pay in advance."
Look, l don't have to do