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When morning came to Sloane Square

On that wet December night

Spoken with a ghost

Had a ticket for a flight

I left you with your beauty

And I left you with your sight

I was 1, 000 miles beyond you

In the coming

Of the light

There's nothing like the northern sea

At 30, 000 feet

Spread out with an icy mist

Shivers like a sheet

Canada's green boundaries finally welcome to LA

People deceive themselves here, don't you think?

Yes.

And that's how they fall in love.

And then when everything is over,

it's the other person that gets deceived.

Am I right?

Now...

Van Nuys Boulevard.

I don't need to be loved by anyone.

I don't mind waiting.

It's how you wait that's important, anyway, I think.

But everyone gets deceived.

Don't they?

I had my bags packed for adventure

And a free seat on a flight

And soon it didn't matter

What was wrong or what was right

I was 1, 000 miles beyond you

In the coming of the light

Of the light

I'm calling about the house.

The one that's advertised in The Hollywood Reporter that's for rent.

Who's there?

Haven't figured that out yet.

It's Nona.

Darling, I'm going to have to see you in a few minutes.

- Can you wait in the office? - Sure. Yeah.

And don't take a picture of me, okay?

I wouldn't do that.

You're a bitch, you know. You really are.

It's a warm, cozy house.

- Yeah, I'm taking it. - Terrific.

And I'm taking it on your recommendation, but I do need the key.

What? I need it right away, right? And where's it located?

That's all I need to know.

Silver Lake? Larry, where's Silver Lake?

I see.

Okay, okay. At 350, huh?

Is that... $400. No, darling, that's too much.

Come on, Christmas and everything. For one of my clients, right?

It's a deal, but I do need the key.

I'll pick it up at your house tonight. How about that?

- Where do you live? - I live in Encino.

Encino. Yeah, that's not too bad. I need a drive.

9161 Havenhurst. I'll be by.

I still have some work to do, so I'll be by around 7:00, 7:30, 8:00.

Okay? Yeah, I do. I do.

God. I'm having a massage. It's absolutely terrific.

Well, do your patients lie down?

Well, I need a couch.

I've got a beauty. Dark, tan, leather.

Wait, wait, hold on.

- Hi, Jack. - How you doing?

Some more people at the party.

Well, how... Excuse me.

Hi. My name's Jack, and this is the house I built.

What's your secret?

Well, I'm here to pick up a key from Ann. I'm Susan Moore.

Shining over the sea

Every time I catch you looking over my shoulder

Something happens to me

I decorate my home. That's my business.

Right here. Honey?

You have a friend here, Susan Moore.

She wanted to talk to you about a key. She didn't know who you were, but...

Sure. How beautiful.

You look just like your voice.

God. I pictured you dark. I don't know why.

That's nice. Everybody's happy.

Maybe I sound so moody. I don't know.

I don't know. I pictured you sort of plump, and tiny, and with black, curly hair.

- Really? - Aggressive.

Here you are, soft and blonde and pretty.

Thank you.

And here you are, so beautiful.

Do you know there's a full moon out tonight?

- You know what that means, Linda? - No.

That means that I have a Thai stick in my pocket,

and you know what that means.

I don't smoke, Mr. Goode.

Yes, you do, Linda. You smoke like nobody else.

I watch a lot of people, Linda, but I see you.

No, don't pull away.

Linda,

when you sell yourself, be sure you don't misrepresent the goods.

I love that music.

Eric Wood.

- He's my client. - He is?

You know, the boy, or... I suppose he's a young man, really, now.

The young man who's coming from England to rent your house,

he's going to be working with Eric.

I can't wait to see those two together.

It's gonna be fabulous, really fabulous.

Ken Hood's office.

- May I speak to him, please? - He's in a meeting.

It's pretty late for a meeting, isn't it?

Well, he's still in a meeting.

Well, could I speak to him, please? I know him.

Ken. Right in the middle of a game.

No name.

Hello. Kenneth Hood.

Can I ever see you?

Why would you want to waste your time seeing me?

His wife?

What are you doing, Linda? Were you working?

Yeah, dumb old party.

Christmas party full of horny old men.

No horny young men?

Yeah, a couple. But they acted old.

It's not his wife?

Well, those are choices you have to make.

I like when you make my choices.

I knew it. I knew it all the time. You're fabulous.

Gorgeous, gorgeous man. You're gonna do it alone.

No stinking cast, no nobody.

Just me, baby. Okay, do it for Mama.

Come on, baby, do it for Mama.

You got it, Nona? Did you?

With an artist, you never got any problems, right?

So I've been living

In the city of the one-night stands

And sleeping next to pity, and she's crazy

It's a match, Papa. It's a match.

The son of a bitch is trying not to like it.

Come on. Stop it.

Been looking for somebody

Got my mind made up

Who doesn't need a lot to say

So that when we talk

At least we're not playing games

Tell him he can have anything he wants.

Come on. Don't talk money. Don't talk money.

You arrange it. I'll pay for it.

Come on. He's got more money than you and I put together. Shut up.

Perfect! Perfect. And then that bench.

And Hansel, would you please put that table behind the sofa?

- Right there. It's gorgeous. - Susan.

- Hey! How do you like the place? - I love it. How do you like it?

- I'm crazy about it. - I told you would.

And the piano, don't you think that's a perfect spot?

Yeah. Perfect. Perfect. That beautiful view!

See... Carroll's going to sit here.

He's going to brood, be tormented and write his beautiful music.

Who did you say was going to live here?

My client.

My God, I feel like a newlywed who's just decorating her first home.

Happens every time you get domestic with a man.

- Actually, I think he's sort of upset with me. - Really?

A couple of years ago, we sort of violated our...

Saved by the telephone.

My back! I don't want it to kick up today.

Hello, Larry.

Yeah! God.

I don't want a massage.

Not today, baby. I don't need one.

Well, I think I'm not going to need one. What?

Kids. Children.

Hey, Eric is jealous, huh?

You didn't get him to sign the contract, right?

You didn't get him to sign the contract. Now, come on.

Is that true?

Your London call is ready. Go ahead, please.

- Hello. - Yeah?

Who do you think this is?

Susan?

Good guess.

How'd you get my number?

I missed you, baby.

I got good news for you.

Your City Suite is going to be recorded. It's all arranged.

Immortalized by Eric Wood. How do you like that, hmm?

Eric who?

Come on. You haven't changed, have you?

Don't you want to see me?

I've seen you.

I've seen you. I liked it.

I'm going to have your ticket delivered tomorrow.

There's nothing like the northern sea

At 30, 000 feet

Spread out with an icy mist

Shivers like a sheet

Canada's green boundaries finally welcome to LA

Welcome to LA.

It sounds crazy, but you're back.

No sweet memories.

Okay. Have it your way.

I do like the beard.

Very British.

Eric doesn't want you around when he records in the studio.

He wants to do it alone, okay?

When do I get my pool table?

Come on, Carroll. Talk to me. I'm Susan. You know, I'm your friend.

Advance.

Big times, baby, big times, huh?

Okay?

That hat. I'm just crazy about that hat.

Irish. I thought it was British.

Hey, did you understand what I said about Eric?

And did you get it into your little head?

Who?

Come on. Do we have to be strangers?

I hope you don't mind driving in traffic.

I can't handle freeways.

Can't daydream.

Besides, I don't know anybody on freeways. I always know somebody on the streets.

That's what Los Angeles is all about.

- Daydreams and traffic. - Exactly.

Can't stand Christmas here, though. It's so feeble.

LA's fine in the long run, though.

You get to choose who you want to be and how you want to live.

It sounds like heaven on Earth.

Heaven.

Want a steamboat?

No, thanks.

I think you're going to love the house. It really fits you.

Where is it?

Echo Park.

Echo Park.

Well, it's Silver Lake.

It's a fantastic location. You're just going to love it.

You'll like Hollywood.

You have to go through it to get to your house.

I just love Hollywood.

I don't know a thing about it, but I really love it.

Does that sound like a line? I didn't mean it to.

I guess everything sounds like a line these days.

Shameless, aren't I?

What are you thinking?

About your shame.

You must be excited about your music and Eric Wood and everything, huh?

I think it's terrific.

Yeah, I think he's crazy.

You do?

I have a headache.

Well, I've been looking for somebody

Got my mind made up

Who doesn't need a lot to say

And this is the bedroom.

I'm not supposed to say that.

It's one of the first things you learn in real estate.

Not to say, "This is the living room," when it's the living room.

I'm out.

I've been living

In the city of the one-night stands

Merry Christmas! Barber Dairy's.

Hi. Yeah, I can talk now.

Mr. Hood is in with Mr. Howard.

I don't know what they're doing. Mr. Howard has got a lot of problems.

That's really nice work.

Ken, can I talk to you privately?

Sure, but I only have a minute.

I'll study this in detail later.

Ken, I need some reasonable help.

I don't know what I'm feeling.

About something specific?

Yeah. Women.

I don't understand their demands.

I don't know what they want from me, and I don't know what I want from them.

And I'm 30, and I'm confused, and I'm frustrated, and I...

My only pleasure is here at the office with you and Russell and...

I mean, that's... I mean, it's nothing sexual.

Of course not.

It doesn't have to be sexual if men enjoy each other's company.

Everyone says that romance is dying.

I'm romantic.

Aren't I?

Well, I think I am.

Hello. I'm Kenneth Hood. Can I help you?

Hi. I'm waiting to see my dad.

Carroll! Hey, how are you?

I'm okay. How are you?

Fine. Nice to see you. Welcome to Los Angeles.

Thank you.

There he is.

Welcome home. How are you?

- Okay. - Good.

Well, you guys have a lot to talk about.

Stop in on your way out.

No, no, stick around, Ken. Stick around.

We've got no secrets from each other. Right, Son?

No, nothing I'd tell.

Now, sit down. Sit down.

What'll you have to drink?

Wine, I guess. White wine.

- Good. Freshen mine up, will you, Ken? - Sure thing.

- Well. Been busy? - Yeah.

Susan told me about your new-found fame.

Enough to make an old man proud. Real proud.

This is Nona.

She's a professional photographer.

Shoots corners.

Makes sense out of them, too.

I love her.

She calls me Carl Barber.

Never "Carl" or "Mr. Barber" or just, "Hey, there, Carl Barber."

Like I was some goddamn tombstone or something.

What do you think of the cave?

It's a far cry from that red barn that we started out in, isn't it?

Yeah. I liked the barn.

You would. You lost your virginity in that barn.

- I'm leaving. - Later.

Every woman that I've been with was a virgin.

Every woman that's been with me was a whore.

I don't think I ever met a man that knew the difference.

She's something else, isn't she?

Hey, you need any money?

No, my old man's a millionaire.

You're damn right he is.

Hell, look around you. Look at these offices. Look at these clothes.

I get my hair cut in this goddamn chair by a woman called Grace.

Get my nails done. Do you believe that?

Jesus.

You want to get out of here, don't you?

Merry Christmas, old friend.

See you, Kenneth.

Mr. Barber.

Yeah.

- Miss Bruce left this for you. - Thank you.

It hasn't been my day. I'm sorry. I didn't make the connection.

What connection?

That you're Carl Barber's son.

Yeah.

What's your name?

"Jeanette Ross."

Aren't you going to welcome me to I., Jeanette?

Last year, for my birthday, Ken,

Mr. Kenneth Hood, gave me a case of yogurt.

I hate yogurt.

I hate you.

I hate you, too.

It was vanilla yogurt.

Do you know what I did with that yogurt?

When the moon and stars and the winds conspire

With the kiss of night and some fresh desire

It don't matter what you're thinking

Pretty soon you got the notion

And God

It's the best temptation of all

Take back those golden rings

They're just jeweled chains

I don't need those things

I don't need to be afraid

Been to the ocean With a sweet child of devotion

Like truth and form, she put me in motion

And God, it's the best temptation

And God, it's the best temptation

And God

It's the best temptation

Of all

Don't have a solo, man, when I'm trying to listen to Eric.

Sorry.

Can I help you?

No, that's okay. I just thought I'd listen a little.

Who are you?

I'm Carroll Barber.

- The writer? - Yes.

Okay.

Am I following you?

And God, it's the best temptation

And God, it's the best temptation

And God

It's the best temptation of all

After you.

Where is my father tonight?

Messing around, I suppose.

There's so many bodies and scenes

So many faces and feelings, dreams

That's right, cowpoke, give in.

Wet-tasting dreams

When those silky infatuations come

Enticing me

Inviting me

Exciting me

Then God damn it

It's the best temptation of all

Good night, darling.

Good.

- Taxi. - Taxi.

- Hello. - Hi.

Kenny!

I was just taking a nap.

Listen, another late one tonight. Carl and I are having dinner.

I met his son today. He's got an ax. Nothing new.

Cancel breakfast tomorrow. I've got a tennis date.

You busy?

Got to go, Karen.

Did the plumber ever show up?

I don't know. I left.

- Damn it! -... Colorado Boulevard.

Try and arrange the plumber, all right?

Kenny, I love you.

I love you.

Okay. Goodbye.

I love you.

The best temptation of all

Hey, no lights? What are you doing sitting on the floor?

God, these headaches are driving me crazy, babe.

I'll be so damn glad when these holidays are over.

I've got inventories. I got deliveries that have to be there yesterday.

I got problems. I hate the holidays.

Hey, you all right?

Sure.

Okay.

Breakfast time

Hi, Carroll.

I have a surprise for you.

I brought you a housekeeper.

I didn't order one.

Well, Susan and I thought you'd need one.

I'm Linda.

- Hi. - Hi.

I'd better put these in water before they die.

Is that Eric Wood?

More or less.

I love Eric Wood.

Carroll's writing all the songs for Eric's new album.

Really?

God, I'd love to meet Eric Wood.

He's great.

- Linda, huh? - Yeah.

Can I use your phone sometimes?

You can use the phone all the time.

Great view.

God, you got a pool table!

Aren't they cute?

I thought the gold looked so good in here.

I think about you.

Carroll, come here a minute.

Come here.

Please?

Where are you going?

I'm going to the bathroom.

Carroll,

I don't know what I'm doing.

But please don't be mad at me.

You're okay. You don't need any help.

Just don't try so hard.

I gotta pee.

- What are you doing? - What?

What are you doing?

- I'm cleaning. - Like that?

- Put your shirt on. - Too sweaty.

Linda, put your shirt on.

I already just love this job. I mean, look at the view out there.

And I just went into the pool room, and there's a closet, and nobody's using it.

All you have to do is take the door off and turn it into a room and...

Carroll, he's really neat,

and I'm sure he's writing lots of good songs,

but isn't that a girl's name?

Karen.

Yeah.

Ken, can you give me a lift to Carl's party? Russell went on ahead without me.

- Maybe we could talk. - Sure.

Karen's not coming. She's not feeling well.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Let's go.

She's an interesting girl, that wife of yours.

Yes, she is. She keeps herself busy. She collects things.

Who do you know here?

Almost everybody.

You packed?

Don't lie to me.

- Dana. - Mr. Barber.

- Would you see what the people want? - Yes, sir.

Get us a cherry.

Well, how's it going, Carl Barber?

I think everyone has seen the prodigal son by now. Ask him to join us.

Is that an order?

If you happen to be going that way.

I'm going.

I got it.

I'm going to get Carroll to sing tonight.

- He sings, too? - Yeah, yeah, yeah. He does everything.

That's nice.

Would you hold my cigarette?

Your dad would like to see you. Downstairs.

Do you really care about him?

He really cares about me.

Thank you.

I keep thinking you're not a frozen dinner, but I've been wrong before.

Your tie is crooked.

Don't do that.

Why not? I'm careful.

Nona, I changed my mind.

That was an order.

Okay.

You like your yogurt?

Like my yogurt.

- Nice talking to you. - Yeah. See you around.

Well, Susan. Enjoying yourself, darling?

- Having a good time? - Yes.

- Hey, guy. - Hello, Kenneth.

Fire.

You gonna sing for us tonight?

I don't know. Maybe if I get drunk enough.

Look at old Ken in there. He's a goddamn saint.

He works hard in my name. Takes care of everything.

But he's not my son.

Come on, Dad, let's not go into that now.

Why not?

Everything with my name on it belongs to you.

I don't want it.

You don't have any choice.

Now, you get in a huff, and you go off to England.

That's all right. A man will do that.

But I don't get one goddamn letter in three years.

Now, that's not all right.

I don't deserve that. I deserve better than that.

I wanted to see you for Christmas.

Take a good look.

And still it seems that breaking up

Is more than I could take this time

She didn't mean to hurt me

But she didn't really try being kind

My left hand says get out of here

My right says it don't matter anymore

And I think I hear

The knocking at the door

Then take me back to Soho

In some half-suspended moment, I'll forget

That Shakespeare with her distant tones

Could love me better than I've known, and yet

Amidst all that emotion

I never stopped to ask what it was for

And I think I hear

The knocking at the door

Would you like a ride?

Want a ride?

I don't drive.

That's okay. I do.

That's a great cough.

I know.

I've just been to a movie, and I was the only person there.

I love Greta Garbo.

Yeah, she's nice when you're by yourself.

Well, men always have a better time.

Maybe it's because they understand the situation.

Do you take anything for that?

Valium.

You tried this?

Now, listen.

That's really good.

It was so sad at the end, when she died, Camille.

She said,

"Nanine.

"Nanine."

You coming or not?

Benjamin Franklin said,

"The sleep of reason produces monsters."

Goya said that.

Did he?

How do you know?

He was over last week. We talked about it.

Are you coming?

Can I have another drink?

Why don't you finish it?

Those soft, elusive

Childlike, loving

Innocences

Go

I know the name of every street I've been on for the past two years.

And the name of every taxi that I've ever taken in my whole life,

and also its number.

I just think it's important.

Well! So, this is the way you live.

You invite strange ladies to your house

and then you tell them that you love them

and that you're going to make them happy for the rest of their lives and...

You didn't say that. Whoops.

Is that what you need?

Some people do.

- Do you have a hanger? - No, sorry, I don't.

I'm sorry.

I'll have a Valium.

You want some more of this?

Alcohol doesn't affect me.

Me neither.

I just get drunk.

I don't think I have too long to live.

I'm married.

My husband...

We're going to go and live in the country.

I think that will be nice.

Would you like to know anything about me?

Well...

In the film,

Camille had to leave Armand

and go back to the Baron.

And she couldn't tell him that she still loved him.

The only thing she said was...

In a really nasty tone, she said,

"I've always wanted to see the inside of a chateau."

Then she left.

And she's aching.

Aching and aching.

Pain.

Because she still loved him. She couldn't tell him.

Just a minute.

I have to go.

Where's the fire?

I know.

We could go to that movie tonight. We'd be the only people there.

I love Greta Garbo.

I never would have known.

You ought to see a doctor about that.

I know.

Listen to this one.

That's really cute. That's a great performance.

You proud of yourself? Are you really proud of yourself?

Why can't we go and live in the country, Kenny?

It would be so beautiful with trees and lakes and rivers.

And you could have long walks.

And it'd be so good for my health.

For your health, you ought to see a doctor. For my health, I need my work.

I'm not going to live very long, Kenny. I'm dying.

Damn it, I can't cry.

Nanine.

Well, I'm dying, too.

And before I die, I'd like to have a real lamb chop instead of venison,

if that's all right with you.

But those were lamb chops, Kenny. The only thing is, you see,

I have to marinate them so that they taste like venison.

Then why don't you call them lamb chops?

I love you, Kenny.

You love me.

I love you.

Everything I do is for you.

You ride around in taxi cabs all day long just for me?

I got you a housekeeper so that you could spend more time with our son.

Now, you're out riding around town all day, and he's at home with the housekeeper,

and he speaks more Spanish than he does English.

And what is that nonsense about the photo album?

What is that?

Is that supposed to make you something that I'm not?

Am I supposed to be ashamed of myself because I made something out of my life?

"The sleep of reason produces monsters." Goya said that.

And he was right.

You should have married Goya.

Carroll, do you mind if I share your closet? My room doesn't have one.

No, it's okay.

This is for you, I think.

I'll be in my room.

Don't answer it.

That part of the month was day 22.

It's probably a wrong number.

Or the great romance of my life.

Do you want anything?

I got some king clams.

No, thanks, I'm not hungry.

You going to be home all day?

Why? You got something planned?

I've made a lot of new friends lately.

- You wish to protect them from me? - No.

I just want to know if it'd be all right if I had company.

I don't have to.

- Making a profit? - A little.

I felt like getting out today anyway.

Maybe I'll go down to the Civic Center and watch the earthquake.

No, wait, listen to me.

I believe that you and I can go far beyond your quote-unquote

"normal man-woman relationship."

I think we can, too.

We can. And I want you to really believe that, because we can.

I believe it.

Hey, guy.

Great, who's that?

- Hi. - Hi, Linda. Is Carroll here?

No, he's not.

You have company.

Hey, would you like some wine?

Excuse me.

The phone.

Hello. Ann Goode.

Kenneth Hood.

- They rhyme. - Yes.

I'm a realtor. I rented this house.

What do you do?

Work too hard. But that's my choice.

I've seen you before.

I really think I have.

Do you play tennis?

- Mulholland Club? - Sometimes.

That's probably it.

This is quite a hideaway, isn't it?

Well, not my style.

Not mine, either.

It's so nice to be driving in the Valley in the afternoon.

Morning comes early in a stranger's bed

It's never quite as easy when you're straight

I'd like to have a dime for all the promises

That stony lovers make when it gets late

Sure, it hurts, still it feels pretty good

To be living in the city

Of the one-night stands

Where the nighttime makes it easy to feel crazy

You try to get saved

But there's nothing there

Worth saving

Hello.

Hello.

You've been hiding from me.

Are you crazy?

Yeah, I'm crazy.

Did you miss me?

Yes. I do.

Do you miss me more than anyone else in the whole world?

Yes, I concede.

Just come over here, okay?

You're funny.

You know, my sister went back to England.

I think it's a good thing, really. She's so romantic.

Karen, don't put up the smoke screen, okay?

Well, she needs someone.

Romantic people need someone.

You don't need me.

I'm not the one you need.

I think you are.

No, I'm not.

But it's nice of you to think so.

Karen?

Hello?

I'm 60 years old, and I want to work until I'm dead.

My trip to this desk began by shoveling cow shit 14 hours a day.

And I...

Hell, I'm making a goddamn speech out of this.

What I'm trying to say is that before you came here,

I had a tiny little business with a so-so potential.

Now I have a very successful business with unlimited potential.

I think you've earned the partnership.

Carl.

We'll get with Reasoner the first thing tomorrow morning,

make out the contracts and stock options. You'll have a full vote.

My God, Carl!

I don't know what to say.

That's the nicest Christmas present I could have gotten.

You're going to earn it.

Carroll is my son.

I know there's love there.

Do you understand?

Carl, give him a little time.

Time has a way of resolving these problems.

I will have that drink with you now.

Merry Christmas, Carroll.

Christmas carols.

Deck the halls with boughs of holly

Fa la la la la

La la

You did it, you. You, you, you...

You... Kenneth!

Give me a "K." Give me an "E." Give me a "N."

What do you get? Kenneth!

Well, I've been looking for a lover

Got my mind made up

Doesn't need a lot to say

So that when we talk

At least we're not playing games

Well, I've been in love before

But I got hurt so bad

That I still can feel the pain

I'd like to love again

But I still feel too afraid

It's so beautiful.

It's for Eric, isn't it?

Please take me to meet him, Carroll.

So I've been living in the city

Of the one-night stands

Sleeping next to pity, and it's crazy

I swear, there's less than 12 people in LA.

- Ann Goode. - Hello.

- Hello, how are you? - Fine.

This is my friend, Dana Howard.

Well, nice to meet you.

And I think we're fast becoming old friends.

Living in the city

Of the one-night stands

Nice to meet you.

Living in the city of the...

Ho, ho, ho, hee, hee, hee

Santa Claus.

The king of the pirates is home from sea

Ho, ho, ho, hee, hee, hee

Where is the little pirate of the sea?

Give Daddy a kiss.

Speak English.

Ho, ho, ho, hee, hee, hee

Santa Claus.

I have a present for you. Close your eyes.

- Close my eyes? - Close your eyes.

What are you...

I want you to take a look. Come on. Come on.

Carl made me a partner.

Isn't that great?

Oh, my God!

- Do you like them? - Kenny.

Is that terrific? It came as such a surprise. I just had no idea in the world he'd do that.

I can't believe it.

Kenny.

Stock options, the whole works, Karen.

Aren't they beautiful?

Yes.

Ho, ho, ho, hee, hee, hee

Your daddy is the king of the sea

What's for dinner?

Venison.

Venison.

Ho, ho, ho, hee, hee, hee

When the moon and stars

And the wind conspire

With the kiss of night

And some fresh desire

It don't matter what you're thinking

'Cause pretty soon you got the notion

And God, it's the best temptation

Of all

Black book. Other room.

Linda, Linda, Linda.

- Hello. - Hey, Linda, is that you?

Yeah. Who's this?

This is the Big Bad Wolf.

Hi, Mr. Snyder.

Shit, Linda, it's Jack Goode.

Hi.

- That's it? - Well...

Hey, Linda, look, it's Christmas Eve. What are you going to do to celebrate?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

- No. - Fantastic.

What do you say we do nothing together? Maybe it'll turn into something.

It's Christmas Eve.

I know, darling. I just can't help it. I'll make it up to you.

Listen, why don't you and Nancy go out and get a bite or something

and just save me a little bit, huh?

- Okay. - Okay. I'm sorry, baby.

- Okay. - Bye.

On the weekend,

every year I vow not to do it, and every year I get sentimental.

Yes.

And this is for you. I got it at Marvin Hime.

Thank you, Russell.

I hope it holds a lot.

Well, it's rather small. It's great.

Ken would like this.

Hello?

- Ann? - Yes.

Hello! How are you? This is Kenneth Hood.

- Hi, Ken. How are you? - I'm just fine. How are you feeling?

I'm fine now that I hear your voice.

That's very nice. It's nice to hear your voice.

I'm not very good at this sort of thing.

I want to see you.

I don't care if it's for five minutes or ten minutes, or twelve minutes,

I would just like to see you.

- Ken. - Yes? Yes?

Nighttime

And the raindrops pour down like tears

Nighttime

And the hours seem like years

You want to scream

But there's nobody there to hear

And some voice inside says

I don't know

But Jesus, I'm scared

Every time I catch you looking over my shoulder

Sing it, Mr. B.

Something happens to

Me

I'm having a good time.

You're pretty.

Carroll's going to be home soon.

Let him come.

Any man who rents furniture from Jack Goode can't be all bad.

Yeah, but if he comes home, we won't be alone.

That's all right. That's all right, too.

Be greedy. Eat the whole thing, baby.

And then start on my brain.

That's got to be digested slowly.

Slow. Slow.

- Let me go to the men's room for a minute. - Sure.

Just let me get the key.

Nighttime

With the darknesses

Changing their hues

Nighttime

And the blacknesses turn to blues

You'd want to run

But sometimes you've just got to choose

Between what you need

And what you're too damn scared to lose

I have a little headache. I think maybe I drank too much.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Does that make you feel better?

What are you thinking about?

Ken. Ken, look at me.

What do you see?

I see a very striking woman.

Then why don't you want to make love to me?

Ken, what are you thinking about? Tell me.

My wife.

Well, don't.

No. She doesn't know me.

She sees people that aren't there.

She says we're always being watched.

Nobody's watching us, Ken.

Can you believe that?

No, come on. Don't. I don't want you to do that!

You're not talking about money?

No.

I don't believe you.

Not for this.

I have money.

Don't take it, Linda.

Okay, you take it. Take it.

Scrunch it up. Put it down your blouse, just like a hustler.

All right, babe.

Now you give me my money's worth.

- What are you doing? - Come on.

- Come on! - Get away from me.

- Your customer's getting itchy. - Get away from me!

Lie down and be still!

Look at me! You look at me. Look at me, I said!

Now, will you listen to this?

I'm about one inch away from going all the way.

Gone, babe.

You want some?

Don't answer it.

It's probably a wrong number.

Don't answer it.

God damn it, Karen!

I said don't answer it!

Hello?

I found that piece of paper again.

I think you have the wrong number.

Let me talk to your husband.

No, he doesn't live here.

If you hang up, I'll just call back.

Don't mention it.

Karen, if I can't see you, I'm going to go crazy.

All right.

Thank you. Goodbye.

It was the wrong number.

You phony.

You goddamn phony.

- Don't you want to talk to me, Kenny? - No, I don't want to talk to you.

- Turning you loose, kiddo. - Okay.

- Hello, writer. - Hello, producer.

Nona.

Nona, can I borrow your apartment just for a few minutes?

Please.

I mean, Merry Christmas wouldn't be civilized to say now.

Or thank you.

I mean, after all, I brought you home, didn't I?

God.

Yeah, but who did you do that for? For me or for you?

I got news for you, baby.

Eric didn't like your song.

I forced it on him. Your father paid for this.

We wanted you home, baby, safe for Christmas, you know.

'Cause we're going to eat you up alive, understand?

I believe that.

Watch out. Big Bad Wolf.

I don't care.

You don't?

You should, you know.

You've been bought, baby. You've been merchandised.

I'll tell you something. I'm beginning not to care.

About anything.

I really don't.

Excuse me, are you people coming inside?

Yeah. Come in my own time, right?

One, two, three, four.

One.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Six.

Seven.

They say the heart

Is a lonely hunter

The fresh tracking of tears

The solitude and the sighs

Then is your heart

On the straight and narrow

When the arrow flies?

When the arrow flies?

Are you ready to make a commitment?

Maybe.

Four.

The woman's heart was a coy deceiver

The skinning of my truths

The tanning of my pride

Is your heart pure

And pure enough for all fair men to feel

When the arrow flies?

When the arrow flies?

When the arrow flies Scraping itself against the skies

Amongst the pinks and the blues and the grays

You are a fey accepter

Conducting the vectors of our every pale exchange

I see you look to the west for an answer

It's not in the setting of the sun

Why not take a chance Let their gravities play

Play!

They say the heart is the lonely hunter

The cooing of your voice

The grooming of your furs

Does your call bend

Sweetly beckoned by the flutter of your thighs

When the arrow flies?

I don't care

About your perceptions or your needs

Those velvet thoughts and mindful deeds

Baby, right now they don't mean anything to me

'Cause you, you

You got a way of making me want to succeed

To wound by excitement

To make you laugh, to make you bleed

Some say the heart is a lonely hunter

Some say the heart is a lonely hunter

And after the end, baby When the blues come on

And the moon is gone

Finished!

Lady

I must have met you once before

But looking at you now, I ain't so sure

You need a massage.

And after the end, baby There's so much time

And there's nothing to do

I see you with your tales and fables

Closing doors, the empty tables

Smoking cigarettes and thinking until dawn

Dodging your demons

All night long

After the end, baby There's so much desperation

And those silent accusations

Bullshit expectations

Drinking wine by the jug

I guess it's like trying to get back the blood

Please don't go.

Let it go, babe.

Just keep coming.

After the end, baby When the blues come on

And the moon is gone

Don't answer it.

I think we should answer it.

There is nobody I want to talk to.

Well, I'll answer it.

Hello?

This better be good.

Who is this, please?

You first.

My name is... Listen, I obviously don't know you.

I was left a message to call this number.

So?

Well, the message was left by my wife. Her name is Karen.

She said for me to call her at this number.

Do you want to talk to your husband?

Hello.

Where are you?

It doesn't really matter.

Damn it, Karen, where are you?

Who answered the phone? How long has this been going on, damn it?

It doesn't matter who answered the phone.

Karen, I want an answer.

You and I, it's not working.

Are you kidding?

And I'm sorry. It's...

Karen, you just stop this nonsense and get yourself home.

Karen...

I'm naked now.

Don't answer it.

It's probably a wrong number.

You know who it is.

And you know I've got to answer it.

Damn phone.

Yeah?

Phony.

You just did that.

Goddamn phony.

Well, yes, I know, but I really would like to speak to her again, please.

It's for you.

Kenny.

Karen, now, listen. Don't hang up.

Tell me, why have you phoned back?

Just don't hang up. I promise I'm not going to get mad again.

I’d just like to speak to you.

I don't know what there is you can possibly say.

Well, I've been looking through that photo album you gave me and...

You didn't like that.

Well, that's true. I didn't like it when you first...

You asked me what did I mean by giving you that.

I mean, I thought you'd love it.

Well, that's just it.

You see, when you first gave it to me, I was really upset by it.

Yeah, I know.

It was kind of like bringing me back to something that I once was,

and I just didn't want to remember it.

But I want you to remember it.

And I want us to remember it.

Anyway, that's what I wanted.

I really...

Kenny, don't. Stop it.

Karen, I really loved that.

Kenny.

Kenny, you're not without me.

I haven't left.

I'm coming back.

You know I am.

Listen, let's just talk on the phone for a while.

Kenny, answer me one thing.

What about the other woman?

What other woman?

Listen, there's never...

There's never going to be any other woman but you.

No matter what.

Kenny, I don't know.

You're not going to change. I mean, I'm always talking about changes,

but you're not going to change because people don't change.

- People do change. - No, they don't.

Nothing ever changes here, not even the weather.

No, people do change.

Love you, Kenny.

Kenny.

Don't cry when I say I love you.

I don't know.

You silly old thing.

Hey, you should be smiling.

Are you smiling?

Yeah.

I love you, too.

Is that it?

What time are you going to come back?

I can't tell you that.

Well, I know I'm going to try and make things different.

I mean, I know I haven't been paying

the kind of attention to you that I should've been.

But if I was more involved in the things that you liked being involved in...

I'll go and see Camille again.

It's not playing anymore.

Kenny, about your promotion.

Carroll, you were right.

I was with him all day,

and all he did was look at himself in the mirror

and fluff his hair and talk about himself. It was awful.

- That's a pretty sweater. - Thanks.

- Where you going? - Out.

- You like hats? - Yeah.

- Do you like keys? - Yeah.

- See you. - Bye.

Hey, Kenny, listen.

Excuse me. I'm Linda. This is my house.

Listen, Kenny.

I'm going to make you one big promise, one enormous promise.

I'm just going to get my Christmas packages.

I'll be out of your way.

The next time we see each other...

If you need anything, just holler, I'll be in my room.

I may never cook those horrible wild animals like venison and wild boar.

I mean, I'll just give you lamb chops.

Plain old lamb chops. Okay?

And listen. I promise never to...

No, maybe you could promise to listen to me cough?

Listen, I want you to understand something.

I believe that you and I can go beyond your normal

male and female relationship.

Kenny.

And we could go and live in the country.

- Well, I... - Just the family.

It'd be so lovely. It will be so lovely.

Hello?

Hello, Karen?

Karen?

Kenny?

It'd be so lovely in the country.

It'd be beautiful in the country.

Scrub pads.

Can opener.

I just had the most lovely conversation with my husband.

He's giving up his job.

We're going to go live in the country for my health.

What's the matter?

I don't think I have very long to live.

You don't?

I'm dying.

My cousin died once.

My husband is looking for a chateau.

I've always wanted to see the inside of a real chateau.

Now I will.

What's a chateau?

A castle.

- What's your name? - Linda.

- What's yours? - Marguerite.

Mine's really Virginia.

Your real name's Virginia?

A lovely name. Virginia,

the sleep of reason produces monsters.

Couldn't stay away, huh, writer?

Where's the artist? The writer wishes to speak to the artist.

He's gone.

Where'd he go?

This is a strange town.

Eric did not like it. He's not going to finish the album.

It's okay. You'll get your money.

- I like LA. - Yeah.

It's all ready, man.

When morning came to Sloane Square

On that wet December night

Spoken with a ghost

Had a ticket for a flight

I left you with your beauty

And I left you with your sight

I was 1, 000 miles beyond you

In the coming

Of the light

There's nothing like the northern sea

At 30, 000 feet

Spread out with an icy mist

Shivers like a sheet

Canada's green boundaries finally welcome to LA

Where the air was thick and yellow

With the stale taste

Of decay

But first, I loved your soft complexion

Your tawny cheeks and lip confections

They photographed you for your style

Your body held me for a while

You could disguise with such beguile

Now lying here, remembering it

Better than it used to be is loneliness

But it doesn't even matter

'Cause I never really loved you much

I guess

When morning came to Sloane Square

From that cold December night

I had my bags packed for adventure

And a free seat on a flight

And soon it didn't matter

What was wrong or what was right

I was 1, 000 miles beyond you

In the coming

Of the light

Of the light