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[electric guitar playing: song intro]

[electric guitar growing louder]

[guitars continue playing intro]

[punk rock playing]

[no audible dialogue]

Hi.

Uh...

small world, isn't it?

My name's Paul. What's yours?

Uh, I-I have one already.

-[rock music playing] -♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, whoo-hoo-hoo ♪

♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo ♪

[horn honks]

[rock music continues playing]

- Hey, yo, sweetheart! - I'm on the guest list.

Come on. Get back here, all right?

- Get back. -[rock music continues playing]

[man singing, indistinct]

♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo ♪

♪ I never felt this way before About you ♪

♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo ♪

♪ I found excitement In the way that you move ♪

♪ Whoo-hoo-hoo ♪

♪ I never felt this way before About you ♪

♪ About you ♪

♪ I really do ♪

♪ I never felt ♪

♪ About you ♪

♪ I never felt about you ♪

♪ I never felt ♪

♪ Before you ♪

♪ Oh-oh-ohh ♪

- Whoo! -[song ends]

[chattering]

- That was your big set? - Yeah. [laughs]

[chattering continues]

- Hey. - How you doin'?

Hi. Remember me?

Hey, I think you're really great.

We were doing a set, a guy comes over ―

I've been thinking of starting a band of my own.

I thought you could help me out, give me a couple of pointers or somethin'.

Hey, baby. What's happenin'?

Changed my mind. Forget it.

[man] I mean, really. It was just like ―

Come on. Let's get out of here.

That's the last time I'm wasting good money in that dump.

What a bunch of losers. I've heard better music in an elevator.

-[Paul] I thought it was okay. - Are you kiddin'?

Ah, what do you know?

- Well, see ya around. - Good night.

- You waitin' for somethin'? - Do you wanna go out tomorrow night?

I don't know. I'm kind of busy tomorrow night.

Maybe some other time.

See ya.

Hey.

- Where'd you say you're from? - Montana.

Montana.

[dog barking]

[barking continues]

[second dog joins in barking]

[barking continues]

[TV: "Star Spangled Banner"]

[song ends]

[sustained tone]

[alarm clock ringing]

[ringing stops]

[jackhammer rattling]

[mid-tempo rock instrumental playing]

[instrumental continues playing]

This your van, man?

Yeah.

I'll give you 600 for it.

- Uh, I don't want to sell it. -650 cash.

- It's not for sale. -700.

That's my final offer.

Look, really, I-I-I'm sorry, but I don't want to sell it.

I'll catch you later.

It's dangerous to park around here, you know.

[instrumental continues playing]

Hi.

I would've rung your buzzer, but I didn't know which one it was.

Long time no see.

- It's Friday night. - Yep.

We have a date. Remember?

Look, don't you have anything better to do than follow me around?

Well, no. To tell you the truth, I don't know anybody else in New York except for you.

Did you have other plans tonight or somethin'?

Yeah. I always got plans.

I'm doing this business thing, you know, like I told you.

I got some appointments it'll be pretty hard to get out of.

Well, maybe I could take you out to dinner and we could go out to a movie or somethin'.

Okay.

[screaming]

-[man] Karen. Karen! - No! No!

You look so sweet.

-[whimpering] No! No. No. - Yes, you are, aren't you?

You're in a deep... sleep.

At last, the time is here.

It has been a long waiting, but over now.

Time to invade the bodies of these things called humans.

This specimen excites me.

A perfect subject.

Anonymous.

A creature that will never amount to the faintest echo

of the tiniest whisper in the thunder of time.

A blithely ignorant human female.

[movie: electrical buzzing]

Fear no fears.

Dream no dreams of escape.

[buzzing continues]

[screaming]

Stop!

Stop, you fool!

Those nuclei won't come together again in a billion years!

[grunting]

[screams]

So, what do you want to do now?

Well, I got a van down by the West Side Highway.

- You got a van? - Yeah, I told you that before. Remember?

Oh, yeah, right. I remember.

Anyway, I thought maybe we could go back down there.

I got some tapes and a tape deck. We could just sit around and listen to music.

Maybe drink a couple of beers.

- Oh, I also got a surprise for you. -[tires screech]

-[woman] Where do you think you're going, Eric? - Give me my cigarettes.

- You wanna pay me? - I don't care. Take them.

What are you doin'? Give me back my purse.

- Hey, give me that. - Here's your purse. Get in the cab.

You're not leaving me with any money! Asshole!

Get outta here!

Eric, I hate your guts! I hate you! I hate you!

- Hey, come on. I think I know that guy. -[Pac-Man intro music playing]

[video game noises]

I got in a fight on a bus once.

Some jerk's giving me a hard time. Lawyer type. Readin' The New York Times.

And he kept inchin' his shoulder closer to mine, so I kept moving away.

But all the time he's hidin' behind his paper, like he's mindin' his own business.

- Two more. - So you know what I did?

I pretended like I was lighting a cigarette,

and then I reached over and I lit his New York Times on fire.

-[speakers: woman singing rock song] -[laughing] Boy, was he pissed.

So was the bus driver. He kicked me off the bus.

I had a good laugh out of it. I didn't pay to get on the bus anyway.

- You didn't really do that. - Yeah, I did. No big deal.

Hey, you remember me? Havin' a good time?

No? Okay. How 'bout this?

Sixty bucks. Twenty-four-karat gold Speidel.

What do you think? It works, everything.

So, uh, who's that lady in the cab? Your girlfriend or somethin'?

- What's so funny? - Nothin'.

- Oh, come on. Tell me. -[hustler] 500 bucks uptown.

I'm not even gonna tell you what it's gonna cost you.

Just try it on. If you like it ―

Look, I-I told you I don't want a watch.

You known that girl a long time?

- Long enough to know she makes me sick. - Yeah? How come she makes you sick?

- She talks too much. -[hustler] Can't do anything for you.

Try this for your girl.

Show up with this stone, you can be Omar Sharif. Right?

- Ten bucks. - I don't have a girlfriend either.

All right, fucker.

Wren, uh, can I talk to you for a minute?

Yeah, sure. What do you want?

I mean, in private.

I'll be right back.

[speakers: woman continues singing rock]

- Come on, let's get out of here. - What's wrong?

- That guy a little bit weird? - Everyone's a little weird these days.

It's normal.

- Wren, I just want to get out of here. - Aren't you having a good time?

[sighs]

Who are you with tonight? Are you with him or with me?

Paul, I'm telling you, this is business.

This guy used to play in a band. It's a connection.

- A connection. - Look, five minutes and we'll go. Okay?

Five minutes. I swear to God.

[woman] ♪ Like this ♪

[speakers: man] ♪ Why did you have to break his heart? ♪

Friend isn't enjoying himself too much.

He's all right.

- I don't wanna cause a divorce or nothin'. - He's just a friend.

♪ Why did you have to tear it all apart? ♪

♪ You ♪

[man continues singing]

♪ When someone's feeling so good inside ♪

[man in stall] ♪ If you wanna be with me ♪

-[man continues singing] -[man in stall singing, indistinct]

♪ If you wanna be with me ♪

[speakers: man continues] ♪ Really try, understand ♪

♪ That he’s just a lonely man ♪

♪ With a love like yours ♪

♪ With a love like yours ♪

♪ Yes, with a love like yours ♪

♪ He's just a lonely man ♪

-♪ Why did you have to break his heart? ♪ -[phone ringing]

-♪ Why did you have to tear it all apart? ♪ -[phone continues ringing]

♪ Why did you have to break his heart? ♪

♪ Why did you have to tear it... ♪

-[door opens] -[Wren laughing]

[Eric groans]

- I'm losing my grip. -[Wren continues laughing]

[Eric] Hey, you're gonna wake up the rats.

Ready?

Ow!

[man on TV] That's amazing.

Maybe he thinks you're his papa.

[men conversing on TV]

- Want a beer? - Yeah.

[man 2 on TV] Is there any way you can let me keep him for a while?

[man] Keep Bonzo? What for?

[man 2] At home.

I want to see if he 'II accept a human environment.

[chuckles] You'll teach him to sleep in a bed, to eat with a spoon, and make patty-cake?

♪ When somebody loves you ♪

♪ It's no good unless he loves you ♪

♪ All the way ♪

♪ Through the good or lean years ♪

♪ And for all the in-between years ♪

♪ Come what may ♪

♪ But if you let me love you ♪

♪ It's for sure I'm ♪

♪ Gonna love you ♪

[snorts loudly]

♪ All the way ♪

- Hey, you sell many of these? - Did okay.

There's no money left though.

You know, you gotta watch who you get mixed up with,

'cause everybody's out to get what they can.

- Well, at least you got to make a record. - I'm makin' another one soon too.

In LA.

I got somethin' really good goin' with some people out there.

- You ever been to LA? - No.

I had a couple of chances to go once, but I wasn't interested.

You know, I've been tryin' to hook up with a band.

Guy I know the other night was talkin' to me about bein' a road manager.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

He thought I'd work really great with a band.

You know he was goin' to LA too.

I've been thinkin' maybe LA's not so bad. Maybe I should check it out.

Hey, you got a bathroom around here?

- Who are you? - I live here.

You mean you're staying with Eric?

He's stayin' with me.

Are you and Eric gonna make it or anything?

I'll stay in here.

- Whose is this? - Mine.

You can use it.

Mmm, I'm supposed to be at Sheila's place.

Yeah? So what happened?

I was drinkin' and I got sick.

I was too drunk to get out of bed when I had to throw up.

Really pissed her off.

[spits]

So, what you gonna do, stay in here all night?

No. Just till he's asleep.

- Well, see ya. - Hey.

You wanna make it with me first?

Don't make me sick.

[snoring]

Hey, wake up.

[snoring continues]

[snoring continues]

[man] "Praise the Lord for your television ministry.

And his heart is being softened

with the gentle, still voice of the choruses and songs of the choir.

He said in an interview conversation that, 'We will change to Christianity

because of the choruses in the songs. "'

Praise the Lord. Hallelujah.

The power of the ministry of music.

- Jim, it goes on and on for God's glory. -[Jim] Amen!

-[TV: applause] -[Jim] We're gonna be having our prayer time.

The calls ― All systems are still jammed.

For two solid hours, the phone system has not let up one second

during this entire time.

And we're believing in God for great miracles today.

Talking about music, the PT staff has their hymnals with them, and we're gonna ―

Knock it off!

Start some praise choruses out of the hymns for the Family of God songbooks, so get yours out.

All these songs are in the book.

And let's praise the Lord.

People have often asked me, "How come you have so much music on your program?"

Well, he just read a letter that tells you why.

Because music, I-i-it soothes the savage beast.

-[men laughing] - Or something!

I don't know how that goes, but anyhow, it does.

And, uh, music reaches out in praise to almighty God.

And God inhabits the praise of his people.

You wanna get into bed?

- We'll be back for prayer time right after this. -[man] Hallelujah.

-[TV: organ playing] -[announcer] The gentleman writes from Oklahoma:

Please pray for my healing.

I was in the dry-cleaning business, and the type of solvent I used

has dried up my lungs.

[footsteps]

Hi.

You busy tonight?

Yeah. I got a lot of people to talk to. Tryin' to get things organized before I leave town.

[water running]

Hey, you know, I had this dream last night about California.

I was there during an earthquake. A really big one.

Everybody thought it was the end.

Only ― Only what happened was just this ― this crack in the earth,

and the rest of the country fell in the ocean, but California stayed on top.

You were there.

Good.

Hey, want me to make you some breakfast? I could open somethin'.

Nah, I'm in a hurry.

[footsteps]

[TV: guitar strumming]

[woman] ♪ I come to the garden ♪

♪ Alone ♪

♪ While the dew ♪

♪ Is still on ♪

♪ The rose ♪

Well, gotta go. I got a lot of appointments today.

♪ And the voice I hear ♪

♪ Falling on my ear ♪

I'd give you my numbers, but all my phones are out of service.

The whole place is being rewired.

Sounds like a pain in the ass.

Well, like I said, I gotta move soon anyway. Building's goin' co-op.

[man, woman harmonizing] ♪ And he walks with me ♪

- Well, see ya. -♪ And he talks ♪

- Wait a minute. -♪ With me ♪

♪ And he tells me ♪

♪ I am his own ♪

- What's your name? - Wren.

See you around, Wren.

♪ And the joy ♪

[kids chattering]

[dog barking]

Shit.

Uh, excuse me, but there seems to be a lock on my door.

Okay. All right. I got the message.

It's really funny. I was gettin' paid tomorrow. I was gonna give it to you then.

So could you just take it off so I can get in?

- I don't wanna hear one of your stories. - No, really. I was gettin' paid tomorrow.

I can give you the whole thing at, uh, 9:00. How's that?

Okay, I'll get my roommate to give you something tonight.

That's a laugh. They ran out of here in the middle of the night.

Maybe if you slept in your own bed once in a while,

you'd be able to keep track of them.

You can't lock somebody out of their apartment. I'll call my lawyer and take you to court.

You ain't takin' no one nowhere except yourself out of here.

Oh, yeah? Try and make me.

I'll call the police and have you arrested for stealin'.

- What about my stuff, huh? - What about four months back rent?

Shit. I don't believe this.

What, you're just gonna kick me out just like that, huh?

Well, gee, I hate to bother you, but can I at least have something to wear?

I can't walk around in the same clothes.

[woman sighs]

You wait outside.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

Come over here, lady. Everybody's a winner. There's no such thing as a loser in this game.

Come over here, lady. Come on. Everybody's a winner.

You bet 20, you win a hundred. You bet 20, you win a hundred.

You bet 10, you win 50. You bet a hundred, you win 500.

Come over here, lady.

Hey.

Hey, quit throwin' my stuff around!

- How much you want for this? - Give me that, you!

Fat bitch!

Fuck!

You're gonna pay for this!

-[screams] -[child] Oh, my goodness!

[children laughing]

You'll hear from my lawyer!

Hi, Christine. How's your mother?

Ma!

- So, how you been? - Okay.

What's new?

Nothin'.

Hey, Terry. How ya doin'?

Okay.

- What are you doin' here? - Ah, just visiting.

Christine, come on. Beat it.

Come on. Get in the kitchen and clean up that mess.

Been to see Mom and Dad lately? They've been askin' me about you.

Yeah, I'm breakin' their heart. I know.

Listen, Terry, I got this problem I want to talk to you about. Okay?

You need money.

Well, I've been kicked out of my apartment. Landlord's got all my stuff locked up.

I mean, I don't need much. Just enough to get my stuff back.

She's got everything ― m-my underwear, my socks, my TV.

-[man] Hey, Terry! What's with lunch? - Just a minute!

God, he's driving me crazy.

All he does is polish his goddamn car.

Won't even let me and the kids ride in it 'cause he's afraid we're gonna mess up the upholstery.

Come on, Terry. Can't you help me out, please?

[sighs] I don't know.

Why don't you move back home?

'Cause I'm not settin' foot in New Jersey again ever, that's why.

I mean, it's just a loan. I'm gettin' paid next week, I swear to God.

- Let me talk to Mike about it. - Yeah, Mike hates me.

Yo, Terry, come on. I'm starvin'.

- Look who's here. - Yeah.

- What about food? - All right, I'm gettin' it!

Well, when? This year sometime, maybe?

All right, all right! I'm going!

- You want some Beefaroni? - Yeah, okay.

[toolbox latch clicks]

[lid opens]

Hi, Mike.

Yep.

How ya doin'?

- You come here to borrow money? - No.

Then what did you come here for?

For lunch.

What are you doin'?

What's it look like I'm doin'?

Oh, boy. Car looks great.

Real clean.

Hey, what kind of car is it anyway? A Buick or somethin'?

Wren, you can be as nice as you want, but you're not gettin' any money.

- I gotta go. - Already? What about lunch?

Forget it. I'm not hungry.

- Hey, Mike. - What?

Thanks for reminding me what it's like to be related to an asshole.

Get outta here!

Hey, Wren, I'm sorry we couldn't help you out this time.

I guess you're just gonna have to have the kid.

-[laughing] - Mike!

[engine cranking]

[engine starts]

Hey! Hey, where you goin'?

Hey, I've been lookin' all over for you. How come you left me with that creep last night?

- What? - Look, I forgive you for ditchin' me.

But if you want to make it up, there's one favor you can do for me. Okay?

- There's a favor you can do for me too. - Yeah? What?

Leave me alone, will ya.

Hey, what's wrong with you?

Look, I've been locked out of my apartment and I need my stuff. Okay?

Come on.

[tires screech]

Get out!

[scoffs]

Thought you were so dynamic, so different.

Well, you're not. You're just like all the other creeps I thought were my friends.

Jesus Christ.

Ah, forget it. You don't have to help me. Just ―

Just let me sit here for a while.

You know, it's really painful to lose your best friend,

especially on the day you find out he's your only friend.

You think I'm a jerk, don't you?

You think you can tell me anything and I'll believe it. Right?

Well, I haven't been in New York very long, Wren, but I ain't as big a jerk as you think I am.

I don't think you're a jerk.

I think you're a nice person.

Nicer than I deserve.

You know, Paul, I'm ― I'm really rotten.

I-I'm really disgusting.

When I was nine years old Sister Theresa said to me,

"Don't let your mother know how bad you are. It'll kill her."

Come on. Can you help me out, please?

Forget it, Wren. I'm leaving. Get out.

[engine cranking]

[mutters] Goddamn.

-[Wren whispering] Hurry up. -[Paul whispering] I'm doing the best I can.

- Here, give me that. Let me try. - I got it, I got it.

[hinge creaking]

[announcer on TV] From Hollywood, we bring you The Lawrence Welk Show.

-[TV: orchestral fanfare playing] -[dog barking]

Now here he is, Mr. Music Maker himself, Lawrence Welk.

[audience applauding]

-[dog continues barking] -[landlady] What the hell's going on here?

[dog continues barking]

Aah!

- Ow! - Hold still, will ya.

- You know somethin'? - What?

We should've at least shot the dog and put it out of its misery.

No bullets.

- No bullets? Are you kiddin'? -[laughs] No.

You know, I think a lot of people should be put out of their misery. Don't you?

Wren, you say the weirdest things sometimes.

It's true.

Listen, I think I'm gonna get something to wrap this up. Okay?

It looks kind of neat, doesn't it?

Look even better when it starts to turn yellow.

Hey, uh, maybe we shouldn't cover it up.

Oh, yeah? Maybe then it'll get infected.

Maybe they'll have to amputate it. That'd look kind of neat, wouldn't it?

[imitates gunshot]

Hey, what are you doin' with a gun anyway?

My dad gave it to me.

He thought I might need it in case I ended up in New York.

He was right.

[imitates gunshot]

"Dear Maryann.

Well, I told you I'd write, so here it is."

- Hey, what are you doin', readin' my postcard? -[Wren screams, laughs]

"New York's the craziest ―"

Hey, who's Maryann?

- Never mind. That's who. - Wait. Don't tell me. I know.

I bet she's a girl from home. Right? Montana.

She's probably, um, the first girl to let you put your hand down her pants. Right?

Come on. Don't get mad.

You could be engaged to her for all I care.

- Are you? - You know everything. You tell me.

Look, I don't care who Maryann is. You and I are just roommates. That's all.

Look, I-I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

I was thinking about leavin' New York pretty soon anyway.

No, you're not.

Oh, yeah? You know everything, don't you?

No. Just everything important.

Besides, if you left, what would I do? Sleep on the subway?

Nah, you'd take care of yourself.

Yeah, I suppose.

[rock hits trash can]

[rock hits trash can]

[jackhammer rattling]

[spray can hissing]

[rock music playing]

♪ Head wrapped in your hands ♪

♪ In a box on the shelf, yeah ♪

♪ You can't learn to talk, babe ♪

-[man continues singing] -[people chattering]

♪ I want you so bad, yeah ♪

♪ I wanna be you ♪

Surprise!

[man continues singing]

- I don't think she likes me too much. - What are you doin' here?

- Didn't you say come back anytime? - No.

Oh. Could've sworn you did.

[music stops]

What the fuck did you do?

How'd you get in here? Did that asshole Billy let you in?

- Hey, is this really his place ― - How'd you get in here?

Jesus Christ.

God, you wouldn't believe what happened to me.

- I had to get out of where I was living. - You just can't do shit like this.

So now I'm in a new place. I guess you'd call it, like, a mobile home.

What the fuck is wrong with you? You just can't do shit like this.

I don't care about her. But I bring people back here. You know ― business people.

I can't have you bustin' in whenever you want. I gotta have some privacy.

- Look at me. -[whimpers]

I meet you one night ― I meet you one night and you act like I owe you somethin'.

What do you want from me anyway? You wanna live here? You wanna move in?

You wanna fuck me?

- Jesus Christ. - I don't have to take this.

- That's right. - I know it's right!

- I got a million places to spend my time. - Good!

Good is right!

And as for me coming here to fuck you, you'd probably fall asleep anyway!

Wren.

Wait a minute.

[tapping on window]

- Wren? - Hi.

Recognize me?

Always hangin' around on the corner where you walk by in the morning.

Me and my friends, we always wave at you.

Yeah?

Listen. You want me to keep you company for a while?

Twenty bucks.

Uh, I don't think so.

You want me to go down on you? I'll do that for 15.

Um, I don't ―

- With my hand, it's only ten. - Look, I don't ―

Thanks anyway, but I don't think so.

Well, can I just sit here for a while? It's cold outside.

Yeah.

Crazy weather, huh?

One day it's hot, next day it's freezin'.

I guess you gotta be outside a lot, huh?

Yeah, well, it's the nature of my business, I guess.

- You hungry? - No.

I don't want to eat your dinner.

You let me use your truck.

Go ahead. I got an egg in here anyway.

It's chicken salad. Mayonnaise on it.

My mother made it.

I visited my mother the other day.

Boy, was that a trip.

She's sweet, but I think she's gettin' a little senile.

How's the sandwich?

It's good.

- And what do you do? - P ―

Portraits. I draw portraits.

Oh.

I'm not an artist or anything, really.

I just do it for the money.

Yeah, well, don't we all.

I'm really not even very good.

Art was my favorite subject in school.

I made a lot of clay turtles.

I was really into clay turtles.

This thing run?

Yeah. Sometimes.

Bill, the guy I work for, he'd really like to own this thing.

Yeah, uh...

I don't know if I want to sell it though.

I've put a lot of work into it. I've had it a pretty long time.

Sentimentally attached to it, huh?

Yeah.

Listen, you sure you don't want to get it on with me?

I got a scar. I'll show it to you for five dollars.

- Scar? - It's in a real interesting place.

Um...

I don't think so. Thanks anyway, but...

Well, I gotta go.

How come someone so cute as you is sittin' here all by yourself?

Don't you got a girlfriend or boyfriend or nothin'?

Boy, is it cold out here.

See you around.

[printer whirring]

[man on TV] But in our quest for the good life, we are paying a price.

The new potentials for disaster are increasing,

slowly, insidiously,

and while they provide us with the things that make for the good life,

they also provide dangers,

many of which may become a threat to our very existence.

[explosion]

The disasters of nature will always be with us.

- And disasters made by man are increasing. -[sirens wailing]

Both have one thing in common ― the next victim could be you.

[camera whirs]

-[chuckles] -♪ Oh, look out ♪

♪ Here he comes again, look out ♪

♪ Here he comes again ♪

♪ Meeting with the kid With the replaceable head ♪

Yeah!

What are you doin'?

Oh, my mom misses me, so she bought me this camera,

so I can send her some pictures.

[rock music playing]

[volume increases]

[man] ♪ Well, too young to drink And too smart to think ♪

♪ Attaches on his head With the missing link ♪

♪ He's skinny as a snake And fast as a mink ♪

♪ But he ain't for sale Unless you add the kitchen sink ♪

Wren!

♪ Well, look out, here he comes again ― ♪

[music off]

Wren, we've almost been thrown out of here three times already.

- The people downstairs hate us. - Fuck 'em.

- Wren! -[snapping fingers]

- Is he nice? - He's not nice. He's great.

Does he like you?

Well, he wouldn't ask me to go with him to LA if he didn't, right?

Yeah? He really asked you to go?

Well, nothing's definite. He's making the arrangements in the next couple of weeks.

Wow, that's great.

My folks want me to move back to Ohio.

They said a Xerox copy center opened up downtown.

Hmm. Sounds interesting.

So you gonna go?

I don't know.

- Someone's gotta live in Ohio. - Not me.

I didn't say you. I said "someone."

- Hey, uh, Cecile, I've been thinkin'. - Mm-hmm.

You know, this place isn't so small.

Why don't I just, um, stay here till me and Eric leave for LA?

I don't know, Wren. We got four people living here already.

Ah, come on. Just for a little while.

You got no idea what a drag it is living in a van.

Mmm. The landlord said if he saw one more person walk out of here in the morning,

he'd throw us all out.

Well, besides, it's really Susan and Denise's apartment anyway.

And you know how much they hate you.

Thanks a lot.

Why don't you stay with Eric?

Well, he wants me to, but I don't want to rush into it.

- Do you want to call him from here? -[woman chattering on TV]

Maybe you could set me up with a friend of his.

-[music playing on TV] - A drummer or something?

After what kind of friend you turned out to be, forget it.

Oh, Wren, I'd help you if I could.

- Please? - Give me that.

This doesn't mean you're gonna get to meet him.

- Oh, come on. - I'm sorry.

But if you can't help me out, I can't help you out.

Hello. Is Eric there? This is a friend of his?

Oh, yeah, I remember you.

Look, is he there?

Well, can I talk to him?

Okay, listen, ask him if he wants me to come over.

- Yeah, we'll go. - No one says you're going anywhere.

Okay, tell him I'm comin'.

Bye.

Oh, come on, Wren.

What are you gonna do for me?

I can't let you stay here. It's impossible.

[door closes]

[rock plays, feedback hissing]

[punk intro]

♪ Well, too young to drink And too smart to think ♪

♪ Attaches on his head With the missing link ♪

♪ He's skinny as a snake And fast as a mink ♪

♪ But he ain't for sale Unless you add the kitchen sink ♪

This is ridiculous. Where is he?

[Billy] He'll be back soon.

♪ Look out, they say he's dead He's my three best friends ♪

♪ Look out, he's so honest That the dishonest dread ♪

♪ Meeting the kid With the replaceable head ♪

Come on, Cecile, we're getting outta here.

Wren, we still got another bottle.

- Stay a while longer. Sit down. Relax. - Yeah, Wren.

♪ Bom-bom, bom-bom, bom-bom-bom ♪

♪ When you live on a planet The size of a town ♪

♪ You can't get your kicks By getting around ♪

♪ Fun's hard to find On such familiar ground ♪

♪ So you invent it The mental, it's better than found ♪

-♪ Look out, here he comes again ♪ -♪ Look out ♪

♪ They say he's dead He's my three best friends ♪

♪ Look out, he's so honest That the dishonest dread ♪

Hey. Will you give Eric a message for me?

♪ Meeting the kid With the replaceable head ♪

I'm leavin' my address for Eric. I want you to make sure he gets it.

[vocalist] Yeah!

[Billy] Listen, do you want to make it with me tonight?

Don't you ever get tired of asking people to make it with you and always having them say no?

They don't always say no.

Sure they don't.

Cecile, you gotta be kiddin' me.

Hey. You want to take a bath?

No, she doesn't want to take a bath.

♪ Bom-bom, bom-bom, bom-bom-bom ♪

-♪ He used to beat himself up ♪ - You have any bubbles?

Cecile, you don't need a bath.

♪ Till he'd be too worn out To keep being himself ♪

♪ Now he can pick 'em at will From the heads on the shelf ♪

-♪ Well, look out, here he comes again ♪ -[bottles clattering]

♪ Look out, they say he's dead He's my three best friends ♪

♪ Look out, he's so honest That the dishonest dread ♪

♪ Meeting the kid With the replaceable head ♪

Will this be okay?

[Cecile] Sure.

Come on, Cecile. Let's get outta here.

- Come on, Cecile. - Where we goin'?

This guy's a real creep. You don't want to stay here.

I don't?

[groans]

Bye!

Hey!

Shit.

[door opens]

Paul? What's going on?

Nothing. Go back to sleep.

- What are you doin'? - Nothin', I said. Go back to sleep.

- So this is how it's gonna be, right? - How what's gonna be?

You just come in whenever you want,

whenever you can't find somebody else to take you in, right?

- What, are you jealous or somethin'? - No, I-I'm not jealous.

It's just that I can't take this much longer, that's all.

Take what?

Last night you didn't come home at all, and tonight you decided to come back,

stinkin' like an old drunk, that's what.

What do you want me to do, sign a lease or somethin'?

Nah, I don't want you to sign a lease.

It's just that I don't think I can take this much longer.

Fine. I'll leave then. Got a million and one places to go.

- Where you goin'? - To take a leak. Is that all right with you?

So, how long do you think it'll take you to find a new place to live?

- Oh, so you're gonna kick me out, huh? - Ah, come on, Wren.

It's hard for two people to live in the same place unless they're together.

What do you mean, "together"?

Ah, you know what I mean. Together, like in a relationship.

We have a relationship. We're roommates.

Goddamn it, Wren! I don't want a roommate.

Well, I'm thinkin' of going to LA soon anyway.

I'm gonna make up my mind in a couple of weeks.

You got one week, Wren! Exactly seven days. Then I'm leavin' New York.

Yeah, maybe you should take Cecile with you.

The two of you can go to Ohio and open up a Xerox copy center.

Is he there?

Well, when's he comin' back?

Look, do you know where he is?

Asshole.

- Café Orleans. - Huh?

He's at Café Orleans.

[woman] So, let me ask you this. All you really need is money, right?

If someone could help you find an investor,

oh, man, then you're on your way.

See, and the thing about investors is, they're all over the place.

Really. You know, the strangest people have money that they're willin' to spend.

- I'm serious. - I know.

You know, half the rock 'n' roll industry's financed by dentists.

- Dentists? - Yeah. I'm gonna go make a phone call.

These guys I met last night, you should talk to.

Good connections.

Oh, hey, and if you want anything else, just order it, okay?

- Sure. - I'll be right back.

Hey. Long time no see.

- Hi, Wren. - What's new? What you been doin'?

- Business. - Yeah. Yeah, me too.

I've been real busy. That's why it's probably been hard to get ahold of me.

You know, I've been thinkin' about LA a lot.

You know, tryin' to plan ahead. I had this idea.

I figured, you know, instead of getting a house or an apartment,

why don't we just get a mobile home?

You know, and that way, if we don't like where we are, we can just move, right?

- And also I figured, you know ― -[woman] Nobody home.

Um, I'll have a Diet Pepsi.

I look like the waitress to you or somethin'?

[chuckles] Get out of my seat.

What do you mean, your seat? I don't see your name written on it or nothin'.

Tell this asshole to get the fuck out of my seat.

Eric and I are discussing business.

Doesn't your pimp usually take care of that for you?

Anyway, Eric, I was thinkin', you know, I know a guy actually that has a mobile ―

Get out of my seat!

Wren, I'll talk to you later.

Oh.

Well, anyway, those guys I was tellin' you about?

They weren't home.

But, you know, uh, we could go over there later and we could meet them.

I mean, they ain't exactly rich themselves, but they know people.

They gotten their money when they need it.

- Anybody got a light? -[Eric] No light.

I am talking cash.

- We could be in a studio next week. - Can I have a drink of your Pepsi?

It's not a Pepsi. It's a Coke.

- Oh, I hate Coke. -[Eric] Shit, Wren!

Bitch!

- Goddamn it! -[screams]

-[Wren] Bitch! - Fuckin' goddamn asshole! [screams]

[both shouting, screaming]

[woman] Son of a bitch!

[woman] Hi, honey. Don't go out. Don't go out, baby.

Oh, look there. Lookit here.

Hey, baby. Where you goin'?

Yo. It's my man with the van. Hey. Hey, you think about sellin' that yet?

- Well, you think some more. - Oh, come on.

Come on, honey. I got somethin' to sell. Why not?

Come here. Come here. I want to tell you something.

Check it out, honey. Come on.

Ah, there it is. Go.

Go, baby.

Well, look who's here.

I guess you didn't have anything better to do than hang around with me tonight, huh, Wren?

Wren?

What's goin' on?

Leave me alone.

What's the matter?

Just go away, okay?

What are you doin'?

Let's see. What happened to you?

I was bored and slugged myself in the face.

- Well, here, let me fix it. - Leave me alone, okay?

Creeps.

All a bunch of creeps out there.

Everyone's trying so hard to be cool, and they're all a bunch of big zeros.

Do I look ugly?

Nah.

Does it hurt?

You know, I had this dream last night.

The whole world had been blown up five years ago.

Right to smithereens.

And everyone was just floatin' around on parts of it.

They hadn't even realized what had happened yet.

Tell me the truth. Am I, like, really awful or somethin'?

No.

No. I don't know. You're just...

I don't know.

You know, if for some unfortunate reason you're ever in New Jersey

and you happen to see me there, shoot me.

It'll be what I deserve.

Why New Jersey?

It's where I'm from.

Shoot me.

I mean it. You gotta promise.

All right, I promise.

Now can I fix your face?

- Paul? - What?

You want to know why I came back here tonight?

Yeah. Why?

'Cause I missed you.

Really?

Really?

You thinkin' about Marylou?

Maryann? Nah.

I haven't thought about her for a long time.

- You know what? - What?

From now on, this van's always gonna remind you of me.

[chuckles] Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

I gotta get out of this city, Wren.

Why?

I don't know. It's just not for me.

You know, I was only supposed to be here for about a week when I first got here.

So?

So, I think I'm gonna be moving on, that's all.

I mean, I might stay here for a couple more days.

After that, I think I'm gonna go up to New Hampshire.

I got some friends up there.

And, God, it's beautiful.

There's lots of fresh air and trees.

New Hampshire?

What am I supposed to do, sleep on the subway?

I was sort of hopin' you'd come with me.

Paul?

Surprise.

It took me two hours to find this place.

How's your friend? The, uh, lady wrestler.

She's not a friend of mine. She's just some girl that hangs around.

Yeah, I've run into that girl before.

She had it in for me.

She doesn't matter.

She sure doesn't.

Is the van yours?

Yeah, it's mine.

Did you ever try to sell it? I bet you could get 600 bucks for that.

Yeah, well, actually, I mean, it's like part mine.

Most of it's my friend's, and he wouldn't want to sell it.

Anyway, it doesn't even run.

Oh.

Well, the ride to LA fell through.

My friend who's going out there wants money, and I'm broke.

- Just thought I'd come by and tell ya. - Oh.

Told him I wanted to take you along,

but I figured you didn't have any more money than me.

Do ya?

Yeah, well, my money's kind of tied up right now.

Right.

Anyway, uh, I'm thinkin' of goin' to New Hampshire.

My friend's leavin' tomorrow, and he wants me to come along.

- You gonna go? - I might.

Could be interesting. You never know.

That's too bad, 'cause I did think of this idea to make some money.

It sure would be nice.

Forget it. I'm not interested.

Ah, I didn't think you would be.

It's kind of dangerous anyway.

I'll see you around.

What idea?

Ah, the sunshine of my life.

You know, that reminds me of a woman I knew of who worked in this neighborhood.

She had sunshine in her life.

I'd like to sing to you about how she lost it.

- Hit it, Cleve. -[piano playing]

♪ Her name was Lola She was a showgirl ♪

♪ With yellow feathers in her hair ♪

♪ And a dress cut down to there ♪

Come on, Ed. Down the hatchet. [chuckles]

[Ed chuckles]

♪ And while she tried to be a star ♪

-♪ Tony always tended bar ♪ -[Ed exhales]

♪ Across the crowded floor They worked from 8:00 till 4:00 ♪

♪ They were young and they had each other Who could ask for more ? ♪

♪ At the Copa, Copacabana ♪

-♪ The hottest spot north of Havana ♪ - You always drink bourbon, Ed?

No, I never drink it.

Sometimes when my wife and I go out to dinner or to a wedding or something like that,

I might have a grasshopper or a pink squirrel.

But my wife June says, uh, "Drinking and driving don't mix."

[both laughing]

Well, Ed, um,

we can just take a cab home, so you don't have to drive, okay?

-[chuckles] - Boy.

♪ His name was Rico He wore a diamond ♪

Do you have a match?

♪ He saw Lola dancing there ♪

♪ And when she finished He called her over ♪

Oh, listen, Ed. Uh, what hotel you staying at?

Uh, the Statler Hilton. That's where the convention is.

♪ And chairs were smashed in two ♪

-♪ There was blood and a single gunshot ♪ -[sighs]

♪ But just who shot who? ♪

You gettin' tired?

I'm feeling a little light-headed. These drinks, and, uh, this place, the music.

[chuckling]

Hey. Why don't we go someplace else?

- I don't know. -[chuckles]

We can go back and have a drink in your room.

I was planning to call my wife after 11 o'clock, when the rates go down.

♪ Her name is Lola She was a showgirl ♪

♪ But that was 30 years ago ♪

- Okay. -♪ When they used to have a show ♪

♪ Now it's a disco, but not for Lola ♪

♪ Still in the dress she used to wear Faded feathers in her hair ♪

♪ She sits there so refined And drinks herself half-blind ♪

♪ She lost her youth She lost her Tony ♪

♪ Now she's lost her mind ♪

♪ At the Copa, Copacabana ♪

♪ The hottest spot ― ♪

[announcer on radio] ... action last night in the NHL with seven games.

[announcer continues, faint]

The Statler Hilton, please.

[man on radio] Between 169 and 173.

Oh, Ed. [chuckles]

- Hey, what's going on? - I'm just stealing the cab, okay?

What?

[dispatcher on radio] Anybody check the east drive, 42 North ―

- You know what this is? - What?

It's a gun.

Got it pointed at your gut.

Gonna blow a hole in you if you do anything stupid.

- My God. - Now, give me your wallet and your checks.

[dispatcher continues chattering]

Rings. Any money you got in your pants.

His watch too.

Watch.

[sports announcer on radio continues]

- Give me the other ring. - It's my wedding ring.

Give me the ring.

Let him keep it.

Why?

Let him keep it.

- Take your pants off. - Why? What are you gonna do to me?

- Take 'em off. - Do what he says.

Please don't do anything weird to me.

Shut up.

[dispatcher] 456 on the way down.

[Ed grunts]

1397 Franklin A venue.

169 to 170.

Uh, we're gonna get off at the next corner.

Our, uh, friend here's goin' on.

[dispatcher continues, faint]

Bye, Ed.

[Eric] Sixty, eighty, a hundred.

[Wren] Wow, Ed was loaded.

120, 140, 160,

-170, five, 76. - Hey, must be Jane and the kids.

And change in the pants.

Picked a good one.

Yeah, I got a good look at the watch he had on.

Hey, how much do you think we can get for this?

[clicking]

- Why? Do you like it? - Yeah.

Keep it.

- Yeah? - Sure. We got enough.

What part of LA you want to live in?

Oh.

Malibu.

Is that in LA?

It's out there somewhere.

I just want to be in a swimming pool, eating tacos and signing autographs.

That's all.

[knocking]

Hi.

- Did you have a good time? - Where?

I don't know. Wherever you were last night.

It was okay.

Yeah? How about the night before that with me? Was that okay too?

- Yeah. - Good.

Good, 'cause I'd hate to think you weren't having enough fun for yourself or anything.

I meant what I said about leaving New York.

- I'm going as soon as I can. - Good. I'm going too.

- You are? - Yep.

Remember what I said about going to LA?

Well, it's really happening, big time.

Well, guess that's it.

If I forgot anything, you can have it.

Oh, I left you the TV. It's too heavy to carry.

- I don't want your TV. - I don't even know if it works anyway.

So I guess you'll be leavin' soon, huh?

Yeah, I guess.

Boy, Vermont's gonna seem pretty dull after all this.

New Hampshire. It'll be all right.

I didn't say it wouldn't be okay. Just said it might be boring.

Well, see ya.

Wren, you can't keep doing this forever.

You can't just go and use people when you feel like it.

And then when you're done with them, you go and use somebody else.

All you ever think about is yourself.

Well, other people got feelings too. Don't you know that?

Well, I guess I'm goin' now.

You don't even know what I'm talkin' about, do you?

Paul, I just can't.

I mean ― [scoffs] New Hampshire?

I don't even like trees.

See ya.

[woman shouting in distance]

Eric.

Hey, Eric!

Nobody's there. He got into a car and drove away.

You liar.

Eric, open up!

[pounding on door]

Asshole! After all I did for you! Where the fuck are you?

Fuckin' asshole!

You were going to LA with him?

Yeah, and he's got all my money.

He gots lots of people's money.

The day we met, I lent him 600 bucks.

I was gonna manage his group.

I was gonna do that once too.

- So, what happened? - Same thing that happened to you.

Were you his girlfriend for a long time?

Just for a couple of weeks.

And then we got married, so now I'm his wife.

You and Eric are married?

Since when?

About a month.

He never told me he was married.

I think he was trying to forget.

He's really fucked, isn't he?

Life is fucked.

Oh, hi, Susan! Long time no see ―

-[knocking] - Hey, open the door!

Hey!

Hey, Cecile!

- You can't stay here, Wren. - I don't want to stay here.

- Well, Cecile says you did. - Liar.

Cecile, Wren says you're a liar.

Did not!

Oh, hi, Wren. Why aren't you in California?

Changed my mind.

-[Susan] She can't stay here. - I know.

She can't even come in.

God, I hate that bitch!

You own part of that apartment. Why can't I stay in your part?

You just can't.

- Where's Paul? - I don't know.

- Well, stay with him. - I'm tired of livin' in a van!

- Better than living nowhere. - Oh, thanks for the advice.

I don't know what to do, Wren.

Forget it, Cecile. Forget it.

I don't need you or Eric or Paul.

I got a million and one places to spend my time.

Wren!

[chattering]

[chattering]

Hey, wait a minute! I got three lines. Come on, get back.

I'm on the guest list!

- Totally. - Hold this, man.

[electric guitar playing rock]

♪ Pass me just like a stranger ♪

Hi. I think your band's really good.

Hey, you think you'll be leavin' soon? I thought maybe we could leave together.

- I know a lot of places we could go. - Okay, let's go, sweetheart.

Hey, I'm with him! I'm with him!

- Is she with you? - No.

- You stink! - Let's go. Come on!

I can play better than you, and I don't even know how!

Let go of me!

Let go of me! Let go of me, you perv!

You goddamn Nazi!

Will somebody call the fuckin' police?

Get off! [shouting]

Goddamn it! Let go of me!

[man] ♪ You made your offer ♪

♪ A little too soon ♪

♪ It's not the first time it's happened ♪

♪ In a moment you said ♪

♪ You don't want to know me ♪

♪ It seems as though that's never done ♪

♪ What I'm seeing as hopeless ♪

♪ You're seeing as won ♪

-[phone ringing] -♪ The story asking ♪

♪ Could we be together tonight? ♪

♪ I was raised by different standards ♪

-[phone continues ringing] -♪ And it wouldn't seem right ♪

Hello?

Hello.

Hey, who the hell is this?

♪ It doesn't seem important ♪

♪ I'd like to know what matters then ♪

♪ As it happened, they already did ♪

♪ I don't remember it ♪

♪ Loveless love ♪

♪ Is not my plan ♪

-♪ Loveless love ♪ -♪ Said it isn't romance ♪

-♪ Loveless love ♪ -♪ You think it's cool, I think it stinks ♪

-♪ Loveless love ♪ -♪ You don't care what I think ♪

♪ Nobody's perfect ♪

♪ It's about the way You were raised to behave ♪

♪ You try to understand ♪

♪ That's not the way to be ♪

[horn honking]

[horn honks]

[seagulls squawking]

[panting]

Oh. You're still here.

I didn't think you would be. I mean, I hoped you were, but I didn't know.

Paul?

Hey, Paul.

Who are you?

What do you want?

- That's my friend's van. - No, it's not your friend's van.

It's my van. I paid 700 bucks for this piece of shit.

The fuckin' thing doesn't even work.

[woman] "I'd push my mother down a ramp on roller skates for a good marriage."

- What? - That's what it says right here.

[woman 2] I pushed my mama down on some skateboard, honey.

[woman] "At 34, she's found the man she was lookin' for,

French film director Louis Malle."

[man] Don't say hi, bitch.

"Time will tell if the rumors that Candice is pregnant are true."

- She got a loaf in the oven, huh? - I guess so, yeah.

Oh, listen though.

"Till then, remember that Louis has lots to recommend him to any girl.

Talent, intelligence, class, and lots of family money

and a beautiful ―"

Hey, how ya doin'? Would you like a ride?

I'm alone, you're alone. We'll get together. What do you say, huh?

Don't want to talk? Okay, forget it. Bye.

Hey, listen. I'm really a very nice guy.

[murmurs]

Look, I'm waiting for you. Carryin' those heavy packages.

Come on. Hop in the car.

Got a better place to spend your time?

[rock intro playing]

[man] ♪ You said no commitment ♪

♪ When I asked you for a compromise ♪

♪ Just a compromise ♪

♪ Now I don't know why I ask you ♪

♪ It's always such a problem ♪

♪ Why make it a problem ? ♪

♪ You must be waiting for things to happen ♪

♪ Expecting something to happen ♪

♪ But nothing ever happens ♪

♪ Your voice raised in anger ♪

♪ Who knows what you’re after ♪

♪ You don't know what you’re after ♪

♪ You never seem to notice ♪

♪ The distance between us ♪

♪ Mmm, the distance ♪

♪ You're only waiting for things to happen ♪

♪ Expecting something to happen ♪

♪ But nothing ever happens ♪

♪ Your weakness is getting stronger ♪

♪ With your disregard for conventions ♪

♪ I'm not looking for some New kind of social age anyway ♪

♪ It all seems the same ♪

[song fades]