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St. Bartholomew's Hospital, Lancaster.

I hope it's not serious.

Dear All Alone, French is my first
language, so please excuse my English.

And please excuse the stationery, and
please excuse my wobbly handwriting.

Seems I broke my thumb.

But other than that and a slight
concussion, they tell me I'm okay.

Of course, nothing happened to Bud.
Nothing ever does.

Bud's my boyfriend.

Of course, they did end up barring him
from the hospital for trying to make

love to me in the emergency room.

So that's how come I have the time to
write to you.

Anyway, you probably want to get right
down to the juicy stuff.

So here goes.

Bud and I love to hear a good house
band.

But last Saturday night, the band didn't
show up.

And at the last minute, the management
had to scramble to put on a different

show.

No doubt, right?

She's a winner, right? Number one,
Nibiru Luna, right? Yeah, no doubt about

it. Where are you going?

Hmm?

It's a contest.

Just both of you. It's America.

Just expressing my opinion.

Opinion, my ass.

Give Bud a couple of beers and anything
can happen.

But when it goes too far, I yank the
leash and really mean.

We were just talking.

And that's your right. But just like the
counselor said, it's healthy for you to

express your anger. That's what I like
about you.

Come on, it's nothing we can't work out.

You give a little, I give a little. No
one gets hurt.

Okay?

So, let's talk about it.

Yeah, okay.

So, I guess you expect me to explain.

All right.

I said, oh, that's good. We're having a
discussion.

Like I said, we were just talking. She
followed me. She found me in the men's

room with my pants down.

She wouldn't stop talking.

Some girls are like that. It just won't
take no for an answer.

What was I supposed to do, huh?

Put yourself in my shoes.

What would you do, huh?

Okay, you don't want to put yourself in
my place.

Put yourself in her place, huh?

Poor thing probably never had a
compliment before.

Felt sorry for her standing there in the
back.

I can see her right now at home on
Saturday night watching TV all alone.

Poor thing finally gets enough nerve to
go out.

Felt sorry for her.

That's right.

Felt sorry for her.

See? Hell yeah. Sometimes you try to do
something nice with somebody and somehow

it gets misinterpreted. You end up in
the doghouse.

All right.

Look, baby.

I admit it.

I'm human.

I make mistakes like everybody else.

I don't have all the answers.

Look at me.

Look. It's true. I'm shaking. Look at
that.

I am. Look. You have me pushed up
against the wall. I'm shaking. Look.

See? Look. Look.

really me. It was one of those
out-of-body experiences.

You know, like we were eating the
checkout one.

And you know what?

It was scary.

It was! It was scary! It was!

Come on!

You can't do this to me.

Not right now.

Not when you know how really, really
vulnerable I am right now.

You know things haven't been going good
at work.

Recession.

Smitty got fired. I could be next.

People aren't interested. in
craftsmanship anymore. Just as long as

the car starts in the morning, that's
all they give a shit about.

You know, nobody needs a carburetor
artist like me anymore.

That's right, I said a good mechanic is
an endangered species, just like the

dinosaurs. Just a matter of time before
I end up as fossil fuel in somebody

else's gas tank.

So it's perfectly understandable that
when Saturday night comes around that me

and guys like me on the verge of
extinction need to let off a little...

But, you know, the difference between me
and them is that I take you with me.

I do.

Everywhere I go, I take you with me,
right?

Not even try and deny that something
upsetting may have happened back there.

But just one thing.

Tell me, for the record, what would you
have done if you were in my shoes?

Huh? What would you have done? Tell me.

God damn it.

You're really starting to piss me off.

I said ladies.

And my brother Delbert, forget about it.
The Big D, they know more.

Talk about sex drive.

What about when you went through that
phase when the only way you could get

turned on is if we did it in public?

At football games?

Oh, with the crowd cheering all around
us? Everybody else is blocking.

You're stuck in traffic and those
truckers are looking down on us. I don't

know what to do.

Or in the park on Sunday afternoons,
huh?

Remember that?

Do you?

How about in the windows of a certain
tall building at night with all the

lights on?

You remember the Cadillac, don't you?
Huh? The Cadillac?

You gotta remember the Cadillac.
Remember the Cadillac? Hmm?

Do you?

The Cadillac in the garage on the lift?

Smitty was changing the oil. Remember,
we had to be real careful.

He was swaying back and forth.

Come on, baby, talk to me.

Say anything.

Come on.

Think about all the good times we shared
together.

Think about all the times I've been
there for you, huh?

Like that time in Myrtle Beach?

When you got so goddamn hot, I thought
you were gonna die at nine.

hours straight that's right i said nine
hours straight i kept looking over at

the clock on the floor and staring at it
and thinking to myself jesus h christ

we're still going at it i mean nine
hours straight new world's record even

now when i'm sitting at the house all
alone by myself start thinking about it

Thank you.

Everything. Every position invented by
man or God.

Ah, baby, baby.

That brings to mind that couple in Fort
Lauderdale. And let's not forget Fort

Lauderdale. How could we ever forget
Fort Lauderdale?

What I love about strip poker is even
when you lose...

And there was that time in Daytona Beach
with that girlfriend of yours.

Rita? Oh, my God in heaven.

You know, when I invited her into our
room for the beer, you know, I thought

that'd be it. But then she just kept
hanging around.

And then when she took that shower and
asked you to come on in and soap up her

back, oh, my God, I thought I was going
to explode.

Hey, she was hot for me, so I said,
baby, if you want me, you got to take

her, too.

It's a package deal.

Oh, baby.

Baby. You are so damn hot. Beyond hot.
Hot as a motherfucker.

What I'm trying to say is, baby, you're
the best.

What happened tonight is just a bump, a
temporary detour on the road the rest of

our lives together.

Now you're going to be the mother of my
children.

Talking about your mother, I don't know
if she had a chance to tell you, but I

even called her yesterday to express my
sympathy over those hot flashes you told

me she was having.

I told her I hope she gets well soon and
not to worry about that affair your

father's having with a 15-year-old girl.

I told her to keep your chin up, Mom.
Ain't tough.

And by the way, I never said it was okay
for him to use my apartment.

See? I'm as sensitive as the next guy.

And caring and loving and sensitive.

S-E-N-S-I-T-H.

You write everything down. Write that
down. S-I-T-H. That's it.

I'm not afraid to show my emotions.
Write that down, too.

Talk to me, baby.

Come on.

Please. Say something.

Talk to me.

Come on. You got to.

I'm gonna lose touch with my rational
self if you don't, huh?

Come on, you remember the other little
person who lives inside of me, huh?

We're talking low blood sugar? We're
talking animal instincts?

We're talking the world of the
criminally insane?

Jesus, Mary, Mother of God, talk to me!

You know, I was under the impression
that our relationship had reached

maturity, but I guess I was wrong.

Talk to me.

Please. Say something.

Say anything.

Really got me going now.

It's become a thing. There's no turning
back. Talk or die.

Those are the new rules.

It's your choice.

You choose.

Talk or die.

What you don't understand is that I'm
bringing stability into your life.

That's right.

We're in it together.

Live together, play together, die
together.

Talk or die.

This will calm you down.

It's time for our song.

Oh,

God.

That's the 15th time you've trashed that
tape. Isn't there anything that's sacred

anymore?

Huh?

to be held.

That's it, to be held.

Feel protected.

Believe me, baby, at times like this, I
think about growing old all alone.

I think back on all those silly mistakes
I made, even back there.

Thinking back on how different my life
could have been if only I had taken

advantage of this opportunity or that.

Even people with worse luck than me.

I bet if they look back on their lives,
there was at least one or two

opportunities they could have grabbed
onto along the way that would have

turned everything around.

Call it destiny, call it anything you
want, but hooking up with you the way I

have is the greatest thing in my life.

So naturally, what do I do?

I set out to destroy it. Why? I don't
know why. Who caused it?

I guess deep down inside, I feel like I
don't deserve you. I don't know.

Maybe I'm afraid you'll leave me.

All I do know is that I couldn't stand
to lose you.

Because what you are is a golden ring.

You're the best thing that ever happened
to me.

Like I said, without you, I'm just
another mechanic on the verge of

extinction. But with you, there's hope.

Blue skies.

The way you smell, the baby powder you
use, your perfume,

the way you're always somehow wet when I
slide my hand down between your legs.

With you, I get this vision of who I can
become instead of who I am.

That's the way I feel.

But you know, even with all those good
things considered, unless you talk to

me,

Unless you open your goddamn mouth and
speak, in the next 15 seconds, I'm going

to drive this car through that barricade
up ahead. That's right.

I said it all comes down to that. Talk
or die.

15.

14.

You know, even after everything you put
me through, I'm here to tell you that

nothing else in the whole world means
anything to me but you.

Seven.

Six.

That's right, because if you don't have
love, what's the use in living?

Three. Two.

Talk to me, baby.

One.

I just love foreplay.

Always making love to you.

Even when you're far.

Wow,

now that's quite an interesting
relationship.

Some leash she's got him on, eh, Stella?

Subject you know something about.

Talk about compatibility.

But I guess it's not about how it looks
from the outside.

If it fits, it fits.

Do you see them about 75 years old?

She's still...

Setting him up, but he's still taking
the bait.

Perfect.

Just another Saturday night.

Talk to me, Stella.

Talk to me.