Original subtitles

[Slow music playing]

♪ Please play a love song ♪

♪ For me and my love ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Tell her I' m sorry ♪

♪ Let's make it all right ♪

♪ I really love her ♪

♪ With all of my heart ♪

♪ And soul ♪

♪ Can 't live without her ♪

♪ Please let her know ♪

BO Y: Here! Come here! Pass it to me!

- That's it. Get it. - Put it up!

- Oh, Roslyn. - Aah!

We are so lucky.

I always wanted a double wedding and here we are.

Our own apartments, our own TV sets.

We can go out to Hollywood any night we want...

come home as late as we want.

I don't believe it. I'm going to cry.

Ohh!

You are the weirdest.

[Both giggle]

You are the weirdest.

[Skipped item nr. 25]

MICHAEL: Roslyn. Roslyn.

You were the prettiest and hottest girl in school

I thought when I married you a year ago...

our lives would get better...

even more fun.

Then the kid came...

and the bills came...

and you got sad.

And I just keep working...

because I' m afraid what would happen if I stop.

Roslyn.

Roslyn. I' m sorry. M aybe we both made a mistake.

[Crickets chirping]

TV: ♪ Salty seltzer tastes so good ♪

♪ It makes us all go. "Ah" ♪

ANN O UNCER: Salty Seltzer. Available at fine stores...

[Turns off TV]

♪ Y ou promised me love ♪

♪ All you got me ♪

♪ Was one broken heart ♪

♪ I should have known ♪

♪ From the start ♪

♪ That you were the one ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ I trembled inside ♪

♪ When I think of the love you denied ♪

♪ M y darling ♪

♪ I cannot hide ♪

[Objects clatter]

[Baby wailing]

Shh. Shh.

Come on. Quiet, baby.

[Wailing]

It's OK, it's OK.

It's OK. Shh.

MAN: Hey. Willy. Hurry up.

He's...

Joannie, please. He's so sick.

Oh, God. [Laughs]

- So? - I don't know.

- Well? - What?

Did Michael ever get home last night?

Yeah.

He'll never make you again, huh?

Joannie, please.

Sex is a very private affair.

Not mine.

Are you sure your husband wouldn't mind?

Who's talking Bobby?

Ohh.

Listen, Roslyn, I've been thinking.

After what I just heard, you were not thinking.

Come on, come on. This is serious.

This is our lives, not some dress rehearsal.

I'm tired of being some slave.

I spent my life watching my mother cook and clean.

Never leave the house, never leave the Valley.

She died looking a hundred. She was only 45.

She started out like us... love in Hollywood High.

Next thing, there's no money, no love, nothing.

She raised all of us. So what?

She broke her ass like a Mexican maid.

Every two weeks, she'd scrape together a few pennies...

for a hair set and wash...

reading her Hollywood magazines for her high...

on Hollywood Boulevard next to the studios.

Big deal.

You 're having an affair, aren't you?

We have to live before we die.

We're kids playing mothers to kids.

And that includes our so-called husbands.

Joannie...

OK.

His name is Frankie.

I don't know if I can handle this.

[Slow jazz music playing]

Giving up already, Michael?

I got to go. It's Roslyn's night out.

She plays bingo, and I'm real late now.

How's it going over in Burbank with you guys?

It got real exciting one night.

Sullivan had Presley on.

It could be worse...

I guess.

Well, Michael, hardly any of my friends...

probably none... were married at 18...

and had a kid at 19.

That's got to be hard.

You live with those sick beatniks in Venice.

Most of my friends who grew up with me are married.

That's how we all became men.

We're not sick. We're just horny.

Ahem.

Maybe I'll come and visit you one day...

if you promise me that you won't play that record.

You don't like Chet Baker?

MICHAEL: I don 't understand it.

It has no beat.

[Snaps fingers] How do you dance to it?

Try listening to the feelings, Michael.

How's the design coming?

BILL: What's going on, Michael, Lorraine?

There's no overtime allowed.

This is a new division...

and we don't know if it's going anywhere yet.

No one's charging any overtime, Bill.

The budget gives us no time...

so we're doing it on our own time.

I guess that's why we hired you, Michael.

♪ Pretty baby. You got me movin ' ♪

♪ Honey. Honey. Well. Ain 't that groovin ' ♪

♪ Fillin ' up my hesitation... ♪

R O SL Y N: Hello?

Is he home yet?

No. I guess that kills it for me tonight.

I told you, Roslyn. You can't depend on them.

I'll talk to you tomorrow. I'm going to have a drink.

By yourself?

Maybe.

[Hangs up phone]

Take care of yourself.

Remember your mother.

♪ Resurrection ♪

♪ Keep on pushin ' ♪

♪ B aby. Please don 't stop ♪

[Giggles]

[Birds chirping]

MICHAEL: Roslyn? Roslyn!

Yeah?

- I did it. I told you. - You told me what?

That all that hard work would pay off.

I got my promotion. I'm floor foreman now.

That's great, Michael. What does that mean?

Come on. You 're kidding.

I'm not kidding, Michael.

MICHAEL: OK, I'll play. It means more money...

to make a better life. That's what it means.

It also means you 'll be home later than you are now.

You 'll be more tired than you are now.

And maybe I'll have another baby...

so that I can work harder than I do now.

Michael, I will never work in that malt shop again.

We could have our own garage one day, Roslyn.

Oh.

Oh, isn't that great?

Would you let me pump gas once in a while, Michael?

Get a little vacation? You could wink at me.

[Baby wailing]

I don't know what to do!

I know.

[Crickets chirping]

Michael, I thought when we got married...

and had our own apartment...

we could do whatever we wanted.

All that freedom.

[Sighs] lt'd be so fun.

What's wrong with you?

- What do you mean? - I'm just having fun.

Get a piece of cake and shut up.

We're here to have fun. I like this place.

It's a great malt shop.

This ain't no malt shop.

Hi, Joey.

This is Roslyn.

Roslyn. Hi.

Joannie, you lied.

Hi. I'm Frankie.

Hi.

That's over. What do you say we go for a ride?

- Great idea. - Why?

I don't know. I got a good radio.

[All laugh]

This is crazy. I'm sorry. This is a big mistake.

I'm married, Joey. I'm going home.

- Great. I'll drive you. - No, thank you.

It was nice to meet you, but I'll take the bus.

[Door opens and closes]

[Frankie whistles]

JOANNIE: Sorry, guys. She don't know what she wants.

JOEY: And that's what makes her interesting.

Ain't you need a ride somewhere?

Hey, pretty lady, where you going?

We can take you there.

What's the matter? You don't like us?

[Laughs]

[Music playing on radio]

Afternoon, gentlemen.

Roslyn, this isn't such a good place to hang around in.

Sometimes, the buses never show.

Let me give you a lift?

R O SL Y N: Thanks. But I don 't think I should.

- You don't think you should? - Uh-huh.

How about if I promise not to talk to you?

[Laughs]

Honest Injun.

Honest?

So help me, sweet Jesus.

Thank you.

Boys.

[Starts engine]

Beautiful day, isn't it?

That's a beautiful dress you got on there.

Thank you.

Beautiful day, beautiful dress...

beautiful face.

[Both laugh]

W OM AN: Johnny Ray. Get in here!

J O HNN Y: Coming. M a!

Will you stop it?

Jesus, Joannie.

[Baby crying]

[Neighbors chattering]

You 're so bad.

[Both giggling]

ROSLYN: Joannie.

[Music playing faintly]

I know, I know, I know. I'm late.

Jeez, Joannie.

Your one night out, and I got the nerves to be late.

Here, strangle me.

[Laughs] Strangle me.

Uhh!

You think I'm funny, Joannie?

Yeah. You 're just like Jackie Gleason.

[Laughs]

Roslyn?

- Real funny. - Ros.

- Come on, Joannie. - Bye.

Ros.

MAN: I got to go to work. Take care of it.

[Slow jazz music playing]

[Man talking indistinctly]

[Opens lighter]

[Sniffs]

ROSLYN: Oh, my God, this is so crazy.

I'm so scared. This is nuts.

JOANNIE: You can't let them think you 're a kid.

- Just act cool. - OK, I got it.

[Sports event playing on TV]

[Telephone rings]

Hello?

J O E Y: I' m going to take her clothes off real slow...

till she's begging for it.

And then I' m only going to give it to her...

when she admits that you 're a piece of shit...

ANN O UNCER O N TV: Their job is simply this...

[Music playing]

Where you been, lover man?

Calling Roslyn's husband.

What for? Did you say you 're sorry?

Crazy, beat it. You 're too young for this.

CRAZ Y: Aw.

[Music playing]

MAN: Whoo!

Ha ha!

W OM AN O N TV: If he finds that pig...

in the bathtub. We'll both be bacon.

Where the hell are they?

WOMAN: Oh, Linda, now...

Hank said it was just for a couple of hours...

and Eddie's not due back until after 5:00.

MAN: Linda. I' m home!

LINDA: Quick. Get in the shower!

[Pig squeals]

It's that pig.

[Both giggling]

- Hold this. - OK.

Shh. OK. Fix your skirt.

[Crickets chirping]

[Key unlocks door]

Hi, Michael.

[Kicks off shoes]

Is everything OK, Michael?

Did Little Mike go to sleep on time?

MICHAEL: How'd you get home?

By bus, Michael.

I was looking for you. Y ou didn 't get off that bus.

If I didn't get off the bus, how the hell did I get home?

[Hits table] That's what I'm asking you!

OK, Daddy, I got off the bus...

a block away from Isabel's shop window...

and I was looking at a dress...

Joannie, too, right?

Yes, Michael, Joannie, too.

Michael, what am I supposed to do?

Stand out there all by myself at night?

It's dark.

Michael, I can't help it if you don't trust me.

If I was going to cheat...

I wouldn't bring my best friend to watch.

[Car engine starts]

FRANKIE: Here comes the old ball and chain.

J O E Y: O h. for Christ's sake. Iook at this.

Yo, farm boy!

You could spend one goddamn night at home.

What do you need a wife for...

if you just hang out with the field hands?

JOEY: Baby, what are you doing? What is this?

FRANKIE: Hoo hoo!

Listen, playboy, I'll tell you what.

Why don't I quit my job, and you go look for one...

and then I can ride around in this thing...

all day and all night looking for action.

Oh, yeah? You think you could do that?

We're just killing time here.

- It's no big deal! - Just killing time.

Yeah, and this ain't no way to speak to me!

Not here! Not in front of my friends!

SAILOR: That's no way to speak to a lady.

CRAZ Y: Whoo!

JOEY: I'll be damned. Look what we have here.

Pretty boys. Ha ha ha!

CRAZY: I'll give you boys a running start.

- What do you mean? - Come on! Heh heh!

[Men shouting]

CRAZ Y: Go!

Whoo!

Whoo!

[Grunting]

[Kicking]

[Screaming]

[Breathing heavily]

- East Coast shit. - Ha ha!

I'll see you later, baby.

Joey.

You really do have a way with women, don't you?

So gentle, so perfect.

Little do they know what I know.

- What do you know? - What your mother knows.

- What's that? - You 're crazy.

Shit, I know that.

Well, good.

Aren't you going to do anything about it?

- Like what? - Like fix it?

Well, if I fix it...

what am I going to do with the rest of my day?

[Laughs]

Yeah.

[Men laugh]

[Starts engine]

JOEY: What can I say? She loves me.

[Slow music playing]

So, there she is, the leader of the pack.

Hey, Joannie, what's new?

What could be new, you know?

Can't wait for this kid to grow up already.

Well, how's Bobby?

Working hard as usual.

What's new with you?

Nothing much.

Except I'm sure you heard about me and Roslyn.

No. What do you mean?

You 're her best friend. She didn't tell you?

It's strictly between you and your wife.

It's none of my business.

We all grew up together.

I thought we were close enough for a heart-to-heart talk.

Why don't you buy her an ankle chain?

What kind of bullshit line is that, Joannie?

Michael, Roslyn hasn't told me anything.

I think she's cheating on me.

I want to know what's going on with you two.

What the hell did you say?

Are you accusing me of cheating on Bobby?

Are you calling me a whore, you son of a bitch?

Listen, Michael...

you 're a fool.

You 're lucky to have a girl like Roslyn love you...

and you accuse her of cheating on you.

Roslyn loves you. She always tells me that.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Why is everyone so quiet?

I don't know.

Would you please walk me to the supermarket?

Sure... if that's OK with Michael.

Sure. Sure.

[Baby cooing]

♪ Well ♪

♪ The rain clouds are crying ♪

♪ And I' m crying. Too ♪

♪ B irds stop their singing. 'cause... ♪

Eat all you want. We got frozen dinners.

I'll be back early.

It's OK. We'll be fine.

If he starts crying, give him some juice.

Let him watch TV. He likes it.

- OK. - Bye.

[Door opens and closes]

R O SL Y N: I was trying so much.

You can see everything. It's so weird.

J O E Y: Y eah. it's strange.

[Laughs]

That's one of the reasons I like it.

Ha ha!

[Slow music playing]

How are things down home. Rosie?

The same...

but I kind of feel sorry for Michael.

He's so mixed up.

I wasn't going to see you again after the first time.

Stay there. I want to look at you.

I want to talk about Michael.

I want to tell him about us.

No, no, no. Over here.

That's it. Yeah.

What do you see?

[Laughs] What do you mean?

I mean, what do you see?

- I see you. - Yeah. Over here.

What else?

What else do you see?

I see the cars.

I see the parking lots.

And do you think that they can see you?

[Laughs] I don't know. I guess.

What?

You got beautiful breasts, Roslyn.

Beautiful.

Joey, they'll see us.

Shh. So what? So what?

[Moaning]

How many times a week do you make it with Michael?

Joey, stop. Joey, stop.

Shh.

There you go.

There.

[Breathing heavily]

Now take off your bra.

Joey, they'll see me.

I want to see you.

I want to see you.

Go on.

Take your hands down.

- Joey... - Take your hands down.

That's more like it.

That's beautiful.

Joey. Joey.

How many times do you think I can make you come, Roslyn?

- Joey, stop. - Huh?

Joey, stop. Joey. Mmm.

How many times? Huh?

What?

How many?

Joey.

- How many times, Rosie? - Once.

- How many? - Once.

- How many? - Twice.

- How many? - Three times.

- You think I could do that? - Yes.

Michael can't do it once to you.

I can, just by touching you.

Joey. Oh, Joey.

Joey.

[Moaning] Joey, Joey.

Stay there. Stay there, stay there.

Uhh...

Joey, please let me come down.

Joey, please.

I'll call you when I want you.

- OK. - Joey.

OK, Rosie. Come down and get it.

Joey.

Uhh...

[Dog barking in distance]

Shit!

[Tires squeal]

[Joannie and Roslyn giggling]

Where the hell were you, huh?

- Michael, what's wrong? - I was looking for you.

JOANNIE: Who the fuck are you yelling at?

Run, Roslyn, he's crazy. Don't you threaten me.

Stay the fuck away from my wife...

and get the hell out of my marriage!

Yeah? What'll you give me, Michael?

What'll you pay me to stay away?

You 're scared. Don't feel bad.

[Breathing heavily]

- Rosie, where do you... - Get off of me!

Don't yell at my wife, you son of a bitch!

Yeah, listen, Bobby...

you just keep Joannie away from Roslyn.

Roslyn is through covering for her.

MAN: Somebody call the goddamned police. Huh?

I'll prove it.

You 're covering for Joannie, right? Right?

Why don't you tell him, Roslyn?

Is Michael telling the truth, Roslyn?

[Distant sirens]

[Baby crying]

I'm sorry, Bobby.

You go talk to your wife.

MICHAEL: Shh.

BOBB Y: Ahh!

MAN: Take it easy, son. It's not our fault.

[Roslyn crying]

I'm really sorry I didn't trust you, Roslyn.

I'm really happy this is all over with.

There is something wrong with Joannie.

[Distant siren]

Fuck!

[Starts engine]

[Tires squeal]

- Where are you going? - Outside.

- What for? - To get some air.

Uh-uh. Joannie's outside.

That's right, Michael.

It's a free country. It ain't Russia.

I thought I told you.

I don't want you hanging out with her anymore.

Why not? She hasn't done nothing wrong.

What?

Michael, you have caused a lot of trouble for Joannie.

Yeah, you caused a lot of trouble for Joannie.

Maybe it's better that Joannie and Bobby...

have some time apart to think things over...

but I will not let my best friend down.

Your best friend?

Your best friend is screwing up our marriage, Ros!

[Laughs]

That's not true.

That's not true.

If you can't see that, there's nothing I can do.

♪ Please play a love song ♪

♪ For me and my love ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Tell her I' m sorry ♪

♪ Let's make it all right ♪

♪ Every... ♪

WOMAN: There goes another one.

I'm telling you...

[Metal clatters]

You heard what happened last night?

[Tires squeal]

You did it. I'm so proud of you.

Why don't I take your advice, huh?

It's something we both wanted, Roslyn.

I know. I know.

What are you looking out the window for?

To make sure they don't come back.

[Jazz music playing]

[People chattering]

What are you doing?

Scotch on the rocks.

Right, daddy-o.

WOMAN: Oh, thank you.

WOMAN: Take a shot.

[Door opens]

[Cawing]

[Man and woman laugh]

Don't you feel it?

- What? Feel what? - Freedom.

F-r-e-e-d-o-m spells freedom.

Joannie, we're just walking.

Yes. That's it. We're just walking...

but we can walk anywhere we want...

That way, this way.

I am so happy. I don't have to do shit.

[Both laugh]

I'm still getting used to this. It's different.

Yeah. This is different, too.

Oh, my God, you 're not wearing a bra.

And watch this.

Oh, my God, you are crazy.

But how does it look? Hot?

[Both laugh]

I'm a kid again.

Look, we can walk wherever we want.

Joannie, don't forget.

We have to pick up the kids from the sitter at 6:00.

We're free.

Free till 6:00, Joannie.

Free till 6:00.

It's beautiful. Amazing.

[Sighs]

[Knuckles cracking]

So, did you pour me one?

Joey...

what are you wearing your pants for?

What are you afraid of?

That I might want to screw you?

That I can't be so close to Joey Adonis without crumbling?

Shut up, would you? What are you doing?

You going to look for a job today?

I'll look for a job when I feel like it.

Yeah.

I don't feel like working...

for some small-time Jew like yourself.

- Really? - That's right.

Then I guess you 'll have to find yourself...

a field to plow or something.

What are you talking about?

I'm pregnant.

[Objects clatter]

You fucking stupid or something?

[Scoffs]

Joey, I thought a kid could keep you company all day.

- Pour me some coffee. - No!

Pour me some fucking coffee!

Forget it!

Oh. Ooh.

See you, baby. Gotta go.

Joey, ease up. I'm not pregnant.

I'd never bring another one of you bastards in this world.

[Slams door]

[Laughs]

That's beautiful.

[Fast jazz music playing]

MAN: Y eah!

Whoo-hoo!

[Whistles] Whoo! M an! Whoo!

SEC O ND M AN: Go. Baby. Go.

W OM AN: Whoo!

Yeah!

MAN: Swing. Baby. Swing.

BARTENDER: What's happening, man?

Thanks. I'm done.

BARTENDER: Thank you. daddy-o.

I guess I'll have another drink.

See you later, man.

- You be cool. - All right.

MAN: Whoo!

Whoo!

Go. Daddy-o!

W OM AN: Y ou know what I like!

SEC O ND M AN: Play with that thing.

I got a way with women.

MAN: Y eah!

[Drum solo playing]

[Band resumes playing]

Hey.

Hey, Mr. Car Man.

What are you doing on this side of the river?

I'm looking for you.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

[Slow jazz music playing]

Hmm.

[No audio]

[Clink]

[Music stops]

[Bird cawing]

Oop.

[Both laugh]

Hey...

you 're supposed to catch me when I fall.

[Laughs]

[Jazz music playing]

Roslyn.

Hey. It's just me.

Hmm.

[Train horn blowing]

[Sighs]

[Snorts]

What kind of dinner is that?

Expensive.

[Splat]

You always paint that way?

Clothes are hampering. Helps me stay loose.

What do you think?

I'm waiting for the sheet to fall off.

Oh, yeah?

Hi. My name is Jack.

You must be Michael. Right?

How the hell did you...

Lorraine said you 'd be here sooner or later, kid.

It's the way you 're dressed. It placed it for me.

You 're part of hidden America.

- Oh, I dig that. - That's lost for ideas...

yet is still trying to find out where it's at...

but still holding on to old comfortable ways...

of American macho madness forged in lwo Jima.

Kid? Kid?

Michael, Jack's a writer.

He has a lot of theories about a lot of things...

especially when he's drunk.

[Laughs]

But if you open your hand and stop making a fist...

you 'll feel a lot better.

It's time for coffee.

Ahh. Whew.

[Sighs]

[Slow jazz music playing]

When are these guys leaving?

I don't know, but Jack lives here.

Wait, wait. Lives here?

I thought that you and I were...

Just because you sleep with a guy once...

doesn't mean it's the first course to marriage.

What does that make you?

Hmm? I'm out of here.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Crickets chirping]

You got the money?

I got the money.

It's good?

[Speaking Spanish]

- Es bueno? - Oh, man, the best.

[Speaking Spanish]

For a grand.

A grand? OK, mi amigo.

I'll do that.

Ooh! Uhh!

[Joey laughs]

- Man... - Bitch.

[Rhythmic metal clatter]

Come on, you wetback bastard.

CRAZ Y: Y ou 'll need a bigger knife than that. Raoul

You 'll need a fucking machete.

Huhh!

Huhh!

[Grunting]

[Raoul groaning]

Aah!

Uhh!

[Groaning]

[Clatters]

[Jazz music playing]

Another day, another dollar, amigo.

[All laugh]

What?

♪ Get yourself back home ♪

[Frankie and Joannie moaning]

- Frankie. - O h. yeah. Uhh!

♪ Get yourself back home ♪

♪ To a cold ice cream and malt ♪

♪ O h. mama. I can bring the ring ♪

♪ Get your booty on home to me ♪

[Coughing]

R O SL Y N: Joey.

Joey. What's wrong?

[Spits]

What's wrong, Joey?

You OK, Joey?

Joey, are you sick?

No. I' m not sick.

I have a lot on my mind, OK?

Joey...

What you doing?

It's Brenda, my wife.

Oh.

Everything was going O K.

She understood how much I loved you...

and she never tried to stop me seeing you.

I never doubted that, Joey.

The first thing is, she robs me of all my money.

Then she claims that if I see you tonight...

she'll burn all my clothes.

- Ohh. - I got beautiful clothes.

Joey, she's just going crazy.

Yeah, yeah. I was going to see you anyway.

But it's bothering me now.

Watch yourself.

Lunderstand.

Here.

[Turns off engine]

Home sweet home for you.

Joey, you want to come up for some coffee?

Nah, I got to go home and teach my wife a lesson.

Go on.

[Opens lighter]

[Closes lighter]

[Sighs] Come on, Joannie.

Joannie.

- Hey, hey, Frankie! - All right, what?

- Get your ass back here. - Jesus!

I might need your help with my wife.

[Starts engine]

ROSLYN: Aah! Fucking asshole.

JOEY: Get the fuck out of the car!

[Revs engine]

[Tires squeal]

NEAL: Hold it steady. Man. Just aim for the center.

It's a gun. not a toy.

Hey. M ichael

You 're supposed to knock before you enter. Man.

I should've done something else.

No, but then again...

MICHAEL: Assholes.

[Laughs]

JACK: Neal, put it away.

Put it away. Those things are dangerous.

Where's Lorraine?

Why did you come back?

What do you mean?

What are you doing?

I'm going to New York to open a whorehouse, Michael.

Look, Lorraine, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean what I said before.

[Sighs]

[Laughs]

I know you didn't, Michael.

I know you didn't.

But I' m going to New Y ork with Jack.

It got too stuffy here.

I don't get it, Lorraine.

- You really want to know? - Yeah.

[Sighs]

You 've got these rules, Michael...

but whose rules are they?

Whose dream are you buying into?

You 've been angry for so long you don 't even know it.

We're all scared...

but somehow we don't believe that babies, TV sets...

two-car garages and McCarthy are going to make us happy.

You think Roslyn did something wrong.

Maybe in your world she did, but in our world...

she's just fighting for some sort of freedom...

Freedom from slavery she can't even explain.

Don't you see, Michael?

Life is not wall -to-wall carpeting...

with half down and the rest of your life to pay.

[Sighs]

You and I had a good time, some tenderness...

but you can't even enjoy it...

because somewhere in your mind it was dirty...

un-American.

Figure out what you want, Michael.

I'm not sure time is on your side.

At any rate... adios.

I'll send you the bill.

[Turns off engine]

You need any help with those groceries?

No.

- You sure? - It's OK.

Thanks for driving me home.

Yeah. No problem.

[Both laugh]

I haven't seen you in a while, Joey.

I know, I know.

I'll tell you what.

Why do you say that I meet you...

down at the boardwalk in about an hour?

Be nice?

- OK. - Yeah?

Will you wear something pretty?

- Yes. - OK.

You going to give me a kiss?

Mmm.

That's enough.

[Laughs]

[Car approaches]

[Music playing]

I was wondering if you 'd like to make a quick buck.

Women are dumb...

dumb to the core.

I love the way Michael used to throw Little Mike in the air.

It was so cute.

And even though our sex life was bad...

there's one thing I could say about Michael.

He was such a good father.

You know what I found out?

Life's not easy. It's not perfect.

We knew what real love was.

We had it!

And now that Frankie and Joey have left our lives...

nothing else matters. [Laughs]

Where do you come up with these crazy ideas?

I don't get it.

Don't you understand that we messed up?

I'm calling Michael to end this bullshit.

[Slow music playing]

R O SL Y N: Hello? M ichael

[Sighs] Please come home.

[Sniffles] I' m sorry.

I don 't know what to say.

Michael, Little M ike needs a daddy.

[Sighs] I love you.

Bye.

[Hangs up]

FRANKIE: Hey, Joey. [Sniffs]

Someone's fucking your girl.

Yeah? Which one?

What difference does it make, which one?

No one's got the balls.

Yeah? Well, it'll cost you a buck.

[Laughs]

It's no big deal, huh?

Just write it off. Done.

Wait a minute. It's not that easy, Joey.

- It's that easy. - No, it isn't. Frank!

- Fuck you! - Hey! This I gotta hear.

I want to know who finally got the balls...

to fuck a girl of Joey's, huh?

[Bangs counter]

Good ol' Michael is fucking Roslyn.

[Both laugh]

NICK: Who's Michael? Who's Roslyn, huh?

How do you reckon, Frankie?

I saw them together downtown last night at the movies.

Just put two and two together. It was easy.

NICK: Who is he? Who is he?

Michael...

is Roslyn's husband.

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about, you morons?

A husband's got a right to screw his own wife.

No, he ain't. Ain't that right, Joey?

[Dialing]

Hello, Roslyn. It's Joey.

I missed you.

What do you mean you can't talk to me?

FRANKIE: Yeah, Roslyn!

JOEY: I went through hell with Brenda.

She was gonna kill herself over you.

I had to stay. But, listen, baby.

All I could do was think about you...

and when I could see you again...

and touch you again and smell you again.

I know it's been a long time, baby...

but you wouldn't think much of me...

if I left Brenda at a time like this, would you?

He's smooth.

Don't get hysterical on me. We gotta be brave.

We'll figure this out together.

Why don't you come down to the diner to see me?

Just so we can talk. huh?

Get Joannie to baby-sit for you, huh?

What's the difference?

Not for what we had, Rosie, for what we have.

That's it. That's it. Yeah. OK.

All right. I'll be here waiting.

OK. Baby. All right.

I'll see you.

- Ha ha! - Son of a bitch!

[Joey chuckling]

That, my friends...

is what you call smooth.

He's fucking Gary Cooper.

I mean, he's not fucking Gary Cooper.

He's Gary Cooper.

Roslyn, I am so happy for you!

Listen to me, Joannie. Don't think...

don't turn on the TV, don't say or do anything.

- Just watch my kid! - OK.

Thank you.

[Door closes]

You want some? Yum, yum, yum!

- Waah! - Come on.

[Rumbling]

Come on, baby. Ain't you gonna sit down?

No way, Joey.

I came here personally to tell you that we're through.

What do you mean, "We're through"?

No, we're not through. You don't love him.

You love me.

- God, I loved you. - You love me.

No, I don't. You 're full of shit!

Don't call me. I'll call you.

[Both laugh]

"Don't call me. I'll call you."

Hey, Joannie. I can't talk now.

I got to make dinner for my...

What are friends for? I already made it.

[Both laugh]

I did it. It's over.

Good! Good!

There's nothing wrong with playing hard to get.

[Sighs]

You don't get it, do you?

What we did was stupid.

R O SL Y N: We were wrong. Do you understand that?

Either of you got a match?

Mmm. Here you go.

JOANNIE: Good seeing you, Michael.

Gotta run, Roslyn. I gotta fix Bobby's dinner.

Hey, Michael.

How was work?

[Brakes screech]

[Laughing]

Whoo! [Crash]

[Laughing]

Very smooth.

What are you doing, Joey?

I don't know. Roslyn says...

"Don't call me, doll. I'll call you."

How can you reckon with that?

[Laughing]

Hey, bro. Joey, Joey, Joey!

- Yo! - Huh?

I want to thank you for finally letting me come along.

[Frankie laughing]

Aah! Get your fucking big lips... Ha ha ha!

He kissed me!

You kiss it, you bum! He kissed me!

CRAZY: Let me call you, sweetheart.

[Laughing]

[Engine revs]

[Brakes screech]

- Ha ha ha! - Whoo!

[Brakes screech]

[Laughing outside]

[Telephone rings]

J O ANNIE: Did you see them? O h. my God! I' m gonna die!

I saw them.

[Engine revs]

[Brakes screech]

[Engine revs]

[Brakes screech]

Ha ha ha!

What a re we gonna do?

[Hangs up]

- Who just called? - Just Joannie.

[Tires squealing]

[Yelling and laughing]

Whoo-hoo! [Tires squealing]

Jeez, Rosie. You see what this crazy car's doing?

They're probably just some crazy kids.

♪ Roslyn ♪

Roslyn!

What the hell is going on?

It's Joannie, Michael! I swear!

Bullshit!

Michael, he'll kill you!

Michael! Michael!

[Fast jazz music playing]

Here he comes! Ha ha ha!

[Starts engine]

[Engine revs]

[Tires squealing]

Whoo-hoo! Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

- Whoo! - Ha ha ha!

Whoo!

[Horns honking]

[Crash]

[Laughing]

[Yelling]

Watch this, my friends.

[Tires squeal]

[Yelling]

[Laughing]

[Honking]

[Tires squeal]

[Laughter echoing]

[Music stops]

[Panting]

Unh!

Roslyn doesn't smoke.

[Starts engine]

[Tires squeal]

Yo, people!

[Screaming and yelling]

NICK: What are you doing? [Bangs bat]

Hey! Hey! You ever hear of Joey?

I hear he's a great lay.

Oh, yeah? I heard that, too!

FRANKIE: Set us up with some drinks here! Let's go!

NICK: Jesus Christ! Y ou 're ruining my place!

CRAZY: Whoo!

Here's a toast!

To husbands, all of them!

For keeping their wives nice and fit for us!

Whoo!

CRAZY: Here, sure! Gimme, gimme, gimme.

Good job, Frankie.

- Give me a dime. - Where you going, man?

No reason for this night to end is there?

NICK: Look what you do to this place. Huh?

Yo, Roslyn. It's Joey, down here at Nick's.

I want you down here!

[Crying] Joey, we're through.

What do you mea n we' re th rough?

No, we're through when I say you 're through!

Now, you get your fucking ass down here right now...

or you can expect me and company down...

every night until they kill that prick you live with!

You understand me?

[Crying]

Fucking... Fuck! Fuck! God damn it!

Hey! Damn it! What are you doing?

Your phone's broken!

You ruin the goddamn phone now, huh?

Nick, get me a cheeseburger with grilled onions.

Can I have a cola and fries with that?

[Whimpers]

JOANNIE: The only mature thing to do...

is to see Joey and beg him to stop.

It's the only thing to do.

So, gentlemen...

what we have here is a near perfect evening.

- Oh, goddamn. - Here's to perfection.

To perfection.

[Crash]

That's cool. That's cool.

[Tires squeal]

Roslyn!

Roslyn!

[Screaming]

NICK: What's the matter with you?

JOEY: Move it!

ROSLYN: Fucking get off me!

[Roslyn screaming]

Unh! Unh!

- Stop it! - Fuck you!

[Shouting]

[Roslyn screaming]

R O SL Y N: M ichael

[Tires squealing]

ROSLYN: Michael! Michael!

Michael, get out of the way!

J O E Y: Shut up!

[Roslyn screaming]

[Grunting]

Michael! Michael! No!

Aah!

- Michael! - Unh!

[Tires squealing]

[Roslyn screaming]

[Joey yelling]

You missed your chance tonight, Roslyn. Ha ha!

- Get the fuck off me! - Oh, you love it!

Aah! Michael!

[Shrieking]

Ha ha ha!

[Shrieking]

Michael!

- Ha ha ha! - Aah! Stop it!

Shit!

[Screaming and yelling]

Shut the fuck up!

[Crash]

Unh!

[Brakes screech]

[Gasping and coughing]

[Grunting]

Michael. Michael. Ohh!

Get up! Get up!

[Train horn blows]

JOEY: No! No! No! [Screaming]

Fucker!

I didn't mean it!

Please! Don't do it! Don't do it! No!

I beg you. please! Don 't do it!

[Clicking]

ROSLYN: Michael, no!

JOEY: Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh! Oh!

ROSLYN: Michael! Michael!

[Sobbing]

R O SL Y N: M ichael, no! M ichael, no! No!

[Train rumbling]

[Bell clangs]

JOEY: Oh, God, no! Please don't do it!

ROSLYN: Michael!

JOEY: Please don't do it! Please don't do it!

[Michael laughing]

[Laughter echoing]

[Roslyn coughing]

What a bunch of saps we are.

Come on, Roslyn. Let's get out of here.

[Moaning]

ROSLYN: Michael!

[Sobbing] She made me feel good!

She made me feel good.

She... [Sobbing]

[Muttering]

[Roslyn shrieks]

[Muttering]

It felt good. [Sobbing]

J O E Y: Frankie! Frankie! Frankie!

[Sobs] Come on! We're gonna go shoot this motherfucker!

- Nah, forget it, Joe. - Fuck him! Fuck him!

- No, Joe. - What the fuck?

What the fuck are you talking about?

What do you mean you can't do it?!

Yo, man, you fucked up.

Where the fuck you going?

Don't leave! You can't fucking leave Joey!

Nobody leaves Joey!

Nobody leaves Joey! You fuck!

- Look at me, asshole! - You fuck!

Look at me, asshole! You remember me?

It's been a bad night all around, motherfucker.

What the fuck... Fuck... [Gasps]

[Gagging]

Guess you 're not coming up, huh, Michael?

No. I guess we're not going steady anymore, Roslyn.

Yeah, I guess we're not.

Listen, Ros, let's make a deal.

You take care of Little Mike the best you can...

and I'll send you as much money a week as I can.

I'll come up every weekend...

and pick up Little Mike so you can get a breather.

Maybe you can get a job, you know?

Get out of the house, make some new friends.

It's just...

I think there's more to life than what we've been living.

[Slow music playing]

We never should have gotten married, Michael.

We're great friends, but marriage is different.

MICHAEL: O ur lives ain 't over.

R O SL Y N: M ichael, I' m scared.

MICHAEL: If it makes you feel better. I' m scared. Too.

R O SL Y N: [Giggles] Y ou were really great. M ichael

You beat the shit out of him.

MICHAEL: Y eah. I was pretty cool, wasn 't I

♪ Can 't live without her ♪

MICHAEL: Take care of Little M ike.

R O SL Y N: Y ou 're really cool, M ichael

I love you.

I love you. M ichael

♪ Tell her ♪

♪ She's still the flame of my heart ♪

[New song starts]

♪ I' m walkin '. Yes. Indeed ♪

♪ I' m talkin ' about you and me ♪

♪ I' m hopin ' that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ I' m lonely as I can be ♪

♪ I' m waiting for your company ♪

♪ I' m hoping that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ What you gonna do when the well runs dry? ♪

♪ Y ou were gonna run away and hide ♪

♪ I' m gonna run right by your side ♪

♪ For you. pretty baby. I'll even die ♪

♪ I' m walkin '. Yes. Indeed ♪

♪ I' m talkin ' about you and me ♪

♪ I' m hoping that you 'll come back to me ♪

[Harmonica solo]

♪ I' m walkin '. Yes. Indeed ♪

♪ I' m talkin ' about you and me ♪

♪ And I' m hoping that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ And I' m hoping that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ I' m lonely as I can be ♪

♪ I' m waiting for your company ♪

♪ I' m hoping that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ What you gonna do when the well runs dry? ♪

♪ Y ou were gonna run away and hide ♪

♪ I' m gonna run right by your side ♪

♪ For you. pretty baby. I'll even die ♪

♪ I' m walkin '. Yes. Indeed ♪

♪ I' m talkin ' about you and me ♪

♪ And I' m hoping that you 'll come back to me ♪

[Harmonica solo]

♪ I' m walkin '. Yes. Indeed ♪

♪ I' m talkin ' about you and me ♪

♪ And I' m hopin ' that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ I' m lonely as I can be ♪

♪ I' m waiting for your company ♪

♪ I' m hopin ' that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ O h. what you gonna do when the well runs dry? ♪

♪ Y ou 're gonna sit right down and cry ♪

♪ What you gonna do when I say bye-bye? ♪

♪ All you 're gonna do is dry your eye ♪

♪ I' m walkin '. Yes. Indeed ♪

♪ I' m talkin ' about you and me ♪

♪ And I' m hopin ' that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ What you gonna do when the well runs dry? ♪

♪ Y ou were gonna sit right down and cry ♪

♪ What you gonna do when I say bye-bye? ♪

♪ All you 're gonna do is dry your eye ♪

♪ I' m walkin '. Yes. Indeed ♪

♪ I' m talkin ' about you and me ♪

♪ And I' m hopin ' that you 'll come back to me ♪

♪ O h ho ♪

[Harmonica solo]

[Song fades]