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Ned Lewis.

Who?

My bank?

A guy from my bank?

My bank sent some guy over.

God, I can't be that far overdrawn.

All right. Yeah, tell him I'll be right down.

- Ned Lewis?
- Yeah.

Lenny Brown. Can we talk in your office?

So you're from
Manufacturer's Hanover Trust?

- No, where did you get that idea?
- I thought you told Johnny...

I told him
I'm with Equity Appreciation Associates.

If he got the idea I was a banker...
I'm no banker, Ned.

I want to talk to you about saving $250,000
on your income tax this year.

Is this a joke?

Cattle feed is highly leveraged.
The write-off this year is four-to-one.

It's all done blue sky. It's perfectly kosher.

Look, I made $28,200 last year.
I'm just a working stiff.

I'm talking about the interest income...

- from that money your father gave you.
- My father didn't give me any money.

Your father is
Edward Lewis at Dreyfus, right?

Where'd you get an idea like that?
My father's a professor at CUNY.

This girl you went out with,
she works with my wife.

- She mentioned you.
- What girl?

She said your father
was a famous guy about money...

and I put two and two together.

Teaches Economics. Hardly famous.

You don't know anybody who could use
a $250,000 tax shelter, do you?

Not personally.

- I'm such a schmuck.
- Sorry. Wrong me, I guess.

Thanks for not jerking me around.

I leave a piece of my soul on the floor
every time I do this song and dance.

- No problem.
- Go out like a battleship...

come back like a raft. Thanks.

You've really got a four-to-one write-off?

That's what they tell me.

Can I buy you lunch
as my way of apologizing?

- No, that's okay, really.
- Please, I'd like the company.

Yeah? Okay.

I could never be in sales.

It hurts your feelings too much
when you get turned down.

Sometimes I get discouraged,
depressed, but you got to shrug it off.

I could let it get to me, go around fractured,
but thank God I got somebody at home.

She won't ask, "Did you make the sale?"

She'll just hug and kiss me
and I'm whole again.

- Len, you're a lucky man.
- I know that.

I keep reminding myself.
You got a wife or anything?

- No, nothing.
- You'd have to take second-best anyhow.

If you saw Lin and me
at a restaurant like this...

you'd say, "There's a mismatch."
I've seen it in people's eyes.

"How did a guy like that get a girl like her?
He must be rich."

Not that I'm not trying.

Here's the funny part.
Money doesn't mean a thing to Linda.

It's nice to hear somebody talk
about his wife that way.

Most of the guys I know,
they put their wives down all the time.

- Would you like to meet her?
- Sure. Sometime.

You could come to dinner. Here's my card.

- So, what do you think? Tonight?
- Tonight?

- Dinner at our place.
- You don't want to check with your wife?

I'll tell her I met a guy, invited him.
She'll say, "Great, no sweat."

You'll wonder how a schmuck like me
wound up with a beauty like Linda.

Funny way to start a friendship,
me thinking you were someone else.

Back to the salt mines. Got to catch a cab.

- Thanks for lunch.
- Anytime. See you tonight.

- Right.
- Bye-bye.

Linda, Ned is here.

Welcome to Casa Brown.
Let me take your coat.

Linda, Ned is here.

It's still raining?

- This is Ned Lewis of The Financial Journal.
- Hello, Ned.

- Pleased to meet you.
- Was I right?

You were right.

Is she, like,
the most beautiful girl you ever met?

No question.

He loves me.

- What do you do?
- I'm a paralegal at a corporate law firm.

- Sounds interesting.
- Dull as dishwater.

Lenny's the talent in the family.

She's being modest.
You should see her dance.

- Do you dance?
- Does she dance? She dances like a dream.

I wanted to be a ballerina.
I guess most little girls do, but...

No buts about it.

You'll have whatever you want.
That's a promise.

I'm happy just taking classes.
I'm a little too old to be a professional.

Now, I bet you never heard
a beautiful girl admit to that.

So, how long have you been with Equity?

Oh, Equity Appreciation Associates.

Well, I'm not really with them.

I'm freelancing.
I do P.R., work some favors here and there.

The problem is,
the E.A.A. won't give me decent leads.

That's how I wound up
barking up your tree this morning.

Lenny told me about the mistake.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He was sort of counting on that sale
to break into the business.

That thing doesn't mean anything to Ned.

- Does it?
- What kind of thing?

Hustling for money. You're above all that.

I worry about money,
just like everybody else.

But you got some backstops.
You start falling down that well...

you got some slats across to catch
yourself, all right?

I saw a funny thing on the bus today.
A man got on with a French horn...

You got your professor father.

You got an education. You got
the Financial Journal. You can't fall too far.

The bus driver wanted the man
with the French horn to pay an extra fare...

because the French horn
took up so much room.

because the French horn
took up so much room.

My old man's an ex-printer on disability.

My mother is a secretary
for the Ladies Garment Workers Union.

So the man with the French horn...

he said that he would play a concert
for everybody instead, and he did...

I got a high school education!

...all the way across 86th Street.

It was beautiful. I cried.

I drank too much wine.

You only had two glasses.

You're just tired.

You work too hard.

I'm a little tired, I guess.

What do you think of Ned?

He seems very nice.

I wonder if we could get a little blurb
in the Journal about Manny's Pizza Parlor.

You know, how he started.

It's a great success story.

Lenny, you can't ask him.

- It's the Financial Journal.
- It would be worth $1,000.

My heart falls in on itself
when you look at me like that.

I love you.
It hurts me to see you belittle yourself.

I know.

You're right.

Sometimes I think I can't cut it.

No matter how hard I try,
like, I'm in quicksand.

And the more I struggle...

- the deeper I sink.
- It'll be all right.

- Don't ever leave me.
- Silly, I'd never leave you.

- I know things look bleak.
- Things are not bleak, Lenny.

I'm very happy. Don't you know that?

Just stick with me, please.

Till I fall off the earth.

Come to bed. Make love to me.

Good morning. Hallis-Richardson.

May I say who's calling?

One moment, please.

Mr. Rogers on seven.

Good morning. Hallis-Richardson.
Please hold.

Reception.

Yes, Mr. Hallis.

- They're ready for you, Mr. Brown.
- Thank you.

Call me Lenny.

Gentlemen, Mr. Brown has applied to be
our sales rep on the Connecticut project.

Tell us a little bit about yourself, Mr. Brown.

Gentlemen, I won't bore you
with the reading of my r�sum�...

some of which is even true.

I assume you all know how to read.

Besides, we're born again
with each new project.

And all your past successes don't cut
much ice when it comes to the big question:

Will it sell?

Then tell us, Mr. Brown. Will it sell?

Sure, it'll sell.
Over the life of the partnership...

everyone will enjoy
some small tax benefits...

realize a nice, safe,
though modest return on their investment.

You don't need me for that.

But will it soar?

That's another question.
And I'm afraid the answer is no.

When your aunt and cousins visit,
you won't rush them to this mall...

because you don't really identify with it.
Sure, it's quaint, I guess.

But it's also boring.

People struggle
against smallness all their lives.

Let them identify with something big.

You got a duplex theater here.
Show "A" or Show "B." That's it.

You know, there's a place in Toronto
that has 17 screens.

- There's one in Beverly Hills...
- Connecticut is not Beverly Hills.

Everybody wants a taste of Beverly Hills,
even in Connecticut.

Especially in Connecticut, believe me.

You want people coming to your mall,
not because they can buy things here...

they could get cheaper somewhere else.
You want them to have an experience.

You know what I mean.

You didn't stand a chance, kid.

- Thanks. Excuse me for breathing.
- Nothing personal.

You had vision, talked a kind of poetry.
It scared them.

These guys wear suspenders and belts.

I should've told them what they wanted
to hear, give less than I got, but...

I can't give less than I got.
I don't know how.

My name is Max Sherman.
Let me buy you a drink.

Thank you.

Cheers.

- Family?
- A wife.

- We haven't had time to have children yet.
- Yeah, me neither.

So, where are you from?

I got a couple things out here,
some stuff in Texas.

My major operations
are in southern California.

- You live out there?
- I live where the money is.

You don't think this New York crowd
would have anything to do with me...

unless I could move
millions of bucks around, do you?

- Your wife work?
- Yeah, she has a great job.

- Yeah, lucky for you.
- I do all right.

Everything I do
is just a lot chancier, that's all.

Yeah, you just probably haven't found
the right products yet, the right territory.

Got any suggestions?

L.A., southern California.

Real estate that won't ever go bad.

Every year in L. A...

there's this whole crop of people
who never had money.

And this year, they made a ton of it.

And then they find out
that the government wants half.

"What's this?"

Yeah, that's where I come in.

You got to know a little about
taxes and limited partnerships...

but most of all...

you got to know how to sell.

You're describing me, Mr. Sherman.

Did you ever take a vow
to stay in New York?

Los Angeles is a great place.

- We don't have any friends there.
- We don't have friends here.

We have each other.
We'll still have each other, you and me.

Linda, this is my big chance.

- What about my job?
- You're not gonna work in L.A.

For a change, I'll be supporting you.
You can dance.

No, maybe we're going too fast.
We should just take this a step at a time.

The hell with that. You don't
step through life. "Teacher, may I?"

It goes too quick for that.
You got to leap through life!

What about our apartment and all our stuff?

This dump? This junk?
You think I'll take this crap to L. A?

We'll get new furniture, that's right for L. A!

You think a successful man in L.A.
asks his wife to sit on junk like this?

Forget about it! Come and get it!

- We're out of here!
- Are you crazy?

Come on! Are you with me?
Let me see you leap!

Lenny, look.

- I'm Lenny Brown.
- Yes, sir. Mr. Sherman arranged for your car.

- May I carry your bags?
- Thank you.

- Coat?
- Thank you.

Come this way, please. Just follow me.

Mr. Brown, would you hit the "play" button
on the cassette machine, please?

Thank you.

Welcome to L.A.

Sorry I couldn't pick you up myself, kids,
but business is business.

I had my girl fix you up in a little place
in the Hollywood hills.

I think it'll be comfortable for you.

She's laid in some food and vino.

So you should celebrate, if you feel like it.

Tomorrow, at 9:00 in the morning, we work.

In the meantime, unpack, relax, have a swim.

Have a swim?

There you are!

You thought you were
gonna be next to an air shaft.

- I wonder what they're all doing tonight.
- Who?

The poor people of the world.

- It's like a dream, isn't it?
- Want to wake up?

- No, never.
- Me neither.

Last one to the other side loses.

- lf everything works out...
- Which it will.

...there's only one thing I want.
- Anything.

I want a baby.

- Take two, they're small.
- I mean it.

Can we? If everything works out?

You would make such a terrific mother.

Are you serious, really? Would you want to?

We can go through the motions.

She's a heartbreaker, kid.

Didn't I tell you?

Can you see her with me?

My mother used to say,
"There's a lid for every pot."

Down to business.
Did you do your homework?

I'm ready.

This is it.

The appreciation on this building,
because of the proximity to the harbor...

the good air quality and ample parking,
will outstrip most comparable properties.

The write-off for the purchase
and the conversion of the offices...

should run two-to-one over
the seven-year investment.

We've had a ruling from the IRS...

classifying us a limited partnership,
but for tax purposes...

as most of your deductible losses
count towards this tax year...

it's a question of
giving money to Uncle Sam...

- or owning a percentage of prime property.
- What's the price per?

$20,000 a unit, Dr. Shapiro.

All right, Lenny, I'll take five units.

You're in. Dr. Bishop?

- I'll talk it over with my wife.
- It's going to be a very popular offering.

- We can't guarantee there'll be any left...
- All right, five.

Great. By Friday, the partnership
should be fully invested.

A two-to-one write-off this early in the year...

You already sold it. Don't buy it back.

Bonjour. This way, please.

- Enjoy your lunch, Mr. Sherman.
- Yes, thank you.

You're welcome.

Been here before?

This is my table.

Any guest comes with me,
he knows where I'll sit.

Look around you. A lot of tables, right?

Wrong.

Five tables.

All the rest of the people come here to eat.

Food's pretty good.

Those tables...

strictly for Michigan.

The people have probably read about
the place from the hotel magazine.

These tables...

Ray Tucker,
manages the money for half the Rams...

all the Raiders,
everybody you ever saw on TV.

Five percent off the top.

Carter Davis, oil.

Ricky Holtz, builds airports.

Doc Gertz, used to be a chiropractor,
now he produces movies.

And me.

We don't come here to eat.

So, what are you saying, Max?
I shouldn't order any food?

Eat. Just don't look hungry.

George?

- I have Mrs. Brown on the phone, sir.
- Thank you.

Hello?

- Hi. You still love me?
- Who was that?

My secretary. You ready for that?
I don't know how to act around her.

I'm afraid she'll tell me
I'm doing something wrong.

- How's your office?
- We could live in it.

Guess how much money
I made in the first hour today...

how much I earned for us?

- I don't know.
- Just guess.

- $100.
- Try $5,000.

That's impossible.

I swear to God, people here,
they can't wait to lay off their money.

Two doctors went for my pitch.
They were in a hurry to go back...

and generate more money!
It's not to be believed!

God, why did we take
so long to find this place?

We're gonna be rich, you hear me? Rich!

I like what you did in there, kid.
You put in a good day, made a good dollar.

Go home and have a drink. Like the house?

Beautiful, Max. Thanks a lot.

It's only rented by the week.

Out here, you got to start scoring baskets
right off the bench...

- or you're out of the game.
- Don't worry.

This is the work I was meant to do.

You can sell, no question.
You got an instinct about that.

Selling's more important to me than money.

'Cause every time I sell,
it means somebody believes in me.

Right.

First month, build a little bank account.

Then after that, I expect you
to pay your fair share of the rent, okay?

Okay, Max, no problem.
This isn't your car.

No, it's yours.

You need a car in L.A.
You expect me to be your chauffeur?

Go on, get behind the wheel.

Jesus! Max, this is a Mercedes!

Don't have a coronary. It's only a lease.

Down the road, if you want to buy it,
I'll make you a good deal.

In the meantime, enjoy it.

I don't know what to say, Max.

That's a first for me.

- Get behind the wheel.
- Yes, sir.

- You can find your way home?
- Yeah, I think so.

He thinks so. Go on, get out of here.

Tomorrow morning, 9:00 a.m., we'll make
some more money together. Right?

- Got a new guy, Mr. Sherman?
- Yep. This one could be a keeper.

This is my spot.

A girl comes to dinner with me,
she knows where she stands.

- Still there?
- What?

- The Mercedes.
- What Mercedes?

You think that's funny?

Okay, don't ever do that to me again.

There'll be a bank on the corner.
We're negotiating with B of A.

Over at that end, a frozen yogurt joint,
fish and chips next...

dynamite new Mexican franchise,
and a possible fitness and aerobics center...

which is nice 'cause it brings in traffic.

- I'll put in $75,000.
- Great. I'll need a check.

I'll pay cash.

Cash?

- What kind of business are you in, Bob?
- Leisure activities.

...three, four, en seconde, one...

two, three, high tight kick, and five...

six, seven, to pli�.

six, seven, to pli�.

And one, two, three, four.

En seconde, one, two, three, tight kick...

five, six, seven, pli�...

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, love of my life

Happy birthday to you

- Thank you. It isn't my birthday.
- Excuse me, ladies.

Who says it isn't? Sorry. Excuse me, sorry.

- Come on.
- Excuse me.

I love you so much.

- What?
- You remember? The James Bond movie?

- Yeah.
- Remember?

- How you went crazy for the car?
- Oh, Lenny!

- Can we afford this?
- I don't know.

- I had to work a whole month to buy it.
- Oh, Lenny!

It's beautiful!

- He's adorable!
- She is.

- Where did you get her?
- City pound.

I got you a $40,000 car and a $2 mutt.
Go figure.

Here's your ticket.

- You didn't tell me there'd be valet parking.
- I didn't know. Classy guy.

- Where's he get his money?
- Washing cars.

Lenny Brown!

You made it, man! Good, how are you?

- Joel, this is my wife, Linda.
- What else?

A real person, and lovely to look at.

I'm charmed right out of my socks. See?

Hey, everybody!

This is Lenny Brown, who is so hot...

he's gonna make the rest of us
look like welfare mothers.

- And his charming wife...
- Linda.

Eat, drink, make contacts.

- Where did you say you met him?
- He bought into a deal.

He's the young guy with 42 carwashes
and mega tax problems.

Want to eat something?
There's a little buffet.

He throws a nice party.

What's really nice is
Uncle Sam pays for half.

And he wasn't even invited.

I'll call you tomorrow.

I just made a sale.

- That's good, Lenny.
- Good?

My commission's going to be $26,000,
while you were sipping a glass of wine...

while I was munching, like,
a handful of macadamia nuts.

He's talking to a friend of his.
Suppose the friend wants in. Don't look.

- You okay?
- I feel a little out of place.

You are.
You're the best looking woman here.

People here are a little strange.

Talented people can be strange.

The discretionary spending power
at this party is enormous.

Then maybe that's it.

Come on. You're not enjoying yourself?
Come on.

I'd rather be home with you.
Is that so terrible?

- Lenny!
- Michael.

Have you met Rochelle yet?
She lives with Joel.

I am not "living with" Joel.

I am a stewardess for a major airline, mister.

Sometimes I stay here when I'm in town,
but I do not live here.

Excuse me, my mistake.

You think I have to depend
on people like Joel?

Listen, I've been on planes
with people who took me out to dinner...

and then I let them
take me back to their hotels...

and the next morning, they took me
to Cartier's and told me to pick anything.

And I'm gonna live with Joel,
who thinks he's a rajah...

because he's got a couple of carwashes?
Give me a small fucking break!

I think Lenny and Linda
were on their way home, Rochelle.

- Say good night, princess.
- Good. Go home.

Goodbye. Good night. Get fucked.

Call me a schmuck, but I love the little bitch.

It's the coke talking, guys.
You wouldn't know her when she's straight.

I got to keep her away from the coke,
got to keep her away from Michael.

- Life, a continuous struggle, huh?
- Good night, Joel.

- Take care, kids.
- Thank you.

I didn't know she was high on coke.

- They were all on something.
- Thank you.

- I didn't see anything, did you?
- You didn't have to see anything.

Money's the real drug around here, okay?

Thank you.

Nice house though.

So I thought the old lady was lost.
She was wearing this babushka...

and this thing
you would throw over an old sofa.

She wrote a check for $150,000,
I got the message.

I sent over to Berlitz
for some guy who could speak Farsi.

An hour later, she's a partner,
all handshakes and smiles.

I got the printers working overtime
because of you, turning out brochures.

- Nobody reads them.
- They read them.

Come on in.

- You're late.
- Hi, Max.

Hi, sweetheart.

- What's going on? What are you doing here?
- "What's going on?"

That's the problem
with the younger generation. No sentiment.

One year ago today, you started here.

To my best salesman and his beautiful wife.

- It's been a wonderful year.
- You don't miss New York?

Maybe someday we'll go back for a visit,
if I can ever find the time.

Find time to play, kids. Find time to play.

It's funny you should mention that.
I bought a plane today.

- A "fly in the sky" plane?
- It's a good tax write-off.

We finance it,
and I can write off the interest as well.

A man needs his toys, Linda.

It's just a prop job.

- Who's gonna fly this plane?
- I'll hire a guy.

I'm just trying it out
to see if I like having my own plane.

Then I'll go on to a jet.

- It's fine, Lenny. Okay, Cabo San Lucas.
- Ol�.

Some Mexican food, maybe a little business.

Let's fly.

Taxi!

Por favor! Bueno!

All right. How are you doing, pal?

Hasta porta, por favor! The port!

It takes $100,000 to get in on the bidding.

No problem.
I think this place could be a gold mine.

It's nonrefundable, Lenny, if you back out.

Joel, I don't back out of things.

- I know. I just feel I got to tell you.
- I'm in.

Gracias!

I got a hunch we can get our money
out of that joint in the first year.

You never know, Lenny, there's a risk.

I don't think we are looking for a passbook,
savings account kind of investment.

I'm looking for a free toaster.

Cabo San Lucas is gonna be
bigger than Puerta Vallarta.

- The big bucks will roll in the winter.
- Let me ask you this.

Why are we taking in partners?
What's wrong with just you and me?

Michael's put in $150,000,
there's a few shortstops who have signed.

I guess you could buy them out,
but they'll want a little profit.

So? Fair enough.

So? Fair enough.

$500,000 ought to cure it for you.

$500,000?

Not a bad idea. Spread the risk.
That's the smart move.

Joel, I can swing it, man.
I just got to rearrange a few things.

- You're about a mover.
- Yeah.

We should've stayed over.

The whole idea of going to Cabo San Lucas
for dinner is to come back the same night.

Any postal worker can go to Cabo
on a weekend excursion.

Caramba! I find it.

God, I'm so tired. Hi, Mitzi.

- Lenny?
- Yeah.

About that nightclub...

Yeah, how about that?
We can have our own joint.

Everyone wants to own a nightclub,
but we're actually gonna do it. It's great.

I know, and I think I know
what it means to you...

but we're behind
on the American Express bill...

Linda, please.

I mean, even after all this,
you think I'm a bum?

I'm making money so fast over at Max's,
they can't keep track of it.

Everybody in town thinks I'm a firecracker.

And my own wife still thinks I'm a bum.

I think you're a genius.

I just don't want you to feel like
you're on a treadmill...

having to make more and more money
to pay for things we bought but don't need.

The way things are going...

the money going out won't be missed
if it never comes back.

When you get to where we are,
nothing can touch you.

And you're with me. We're together.
We're like a team.

You think I would ever
let anything hurt you?

Ever?

Good morning, Veronica. Pat.

Good morning, Alice. How are you?

Hi, Max.

Okay, so who died around here?

So when do you show up at 10:00
like a banker?

Max, what happened? A deal fell through?
We're getting audited? What?

You don't read the Journal?

You ought to read the Journal.

So the lawyers will find a way around it.

It's not even close to passage.
This may never happen.

- You don't get it.
- What's to get?

I've been on the phone for an hour,
and no one's returning my calls.

To get is, so far this morning,
while you're playing banker...

Shirley has taken 11 calls
from investors who want out.

Three other lawyers have called saying...

they got to have their deposits
back by this afternoon...

or they're gonna find any angle to sue on.

We're in deep shit.

It's starting to sink in.

Mr. Michures, we made a deal.

Your client is committed.

Even if they didn't allow a deduction
for dollar one, it'd be a great investment.

Believe me, you're gonna get the write-off.

Some asshole in Washington
is just trying to start a panic, that's all.

Don't tell me about your lawyers because...

- Sorry to call so late, but I had a chance...
- How's it going, world-beater? Any takers?

Can I just put you on hold
for a second, please? Yeah. Thank you.

Man, people are spooked, Max.
They don't know how to handle rumors.

- They'll come around. They've got to.
- Why is that?

Because everybody wants
California real estate, don't they?

Sure, they do,
but they don't want it from us...

with us taking 20 percent off the top...

unless it's got that tax break.

Without that, why should they
want to buy a shithouse from us?

Don't take it so hard.

This is the first scare
we've had in this business.

If nothing else happens in the
next couple of months, maybe six months...

we could be back to speed.

It's going to be six months
before we have any money coming in?

Worse. We'll have to
dig into the piggy bank.

Save that option
on the La Cienega property.

Ought to kick in for the overhead here.

Think of it as a vacation. Take a trip.

Spend some of that heavy money
you've been making.

And me, I'm gonna go home.

And I'm gonna have me a drink.

And then I'm gonna have a hot tub.

All right, so we got us a rainy day.

Can't go on forever. Good night, kid.
Don't forget the lights.

Good night, Max.

Hi, Doctor. I'm sorry I kept you on hold.

Hello?

- Lenny Brown speaking.
- Lenny, have you forgotten the party?

- What party?
- Have you had a bad day?

Joel's party. Shit!

- We don't have to go.
- We have to go. I'll be home in half an hour.

Earth calling Lenny.

Linda, don't try to be cute, not tonight.

You like it when I'm cute.

- Is it business?
- Yeah, it's business.

Whatever it is, we're gonna be all right.

It must be nice.

If it's money, we can cut back.
I can go back to work. I'd like to, anyway.

- It's boring doing nothing all day.
- Boring?

I'm busting my balls off,
so you can live like a queen...

and now you tell me it's been boring?

It must be bad. You hardly ever start a fight.

It's bad.

We're several hundred thousand dollars
in debt, and we got no more income.

How?

Let's not go. Let's go home.
Let's hold each other.

That's what they expect us to do,
lie in the shadows and lick our wounds.

They'll know I've been beaten.

Even if they have to take everything,
if we have to go bankrupt...

- we still have each other.
- Linda, I'm scared.

Baby, we'll make it,
as long as we have each other.

I wanted you to have everything.

Come on.

Lenny! Linda!

I'm glad you came.

Buddy, can you spare a dime?

Seriously, Joel...

could you lend me a little something
until my brother straightens out?

He's a hunchback.

See? Didn't I tell you?
You can't keep a good man down.

This guy doesn't cave in
because of the fucking media.

He's already into something else. Incredible.

- So, do we party?
- Yeah, absolutely.

- Talk to me, Lenny. I'm your pal.
- It's closed down.

Nobody's doing any business, Joel.
I'm in deep shit.

You don't sell real estate deals.
You sell Lenny Brown, right?

That means you can sell anything.

Airplanes, computers, this shit.

- Help yourself.
- I never touch the stuff.

It'll take you off your ass.

Joel, I don't know anything about
computers or airplanes, man.

I'd have to start all over again.

What is this negative talk?
You're killing the old fireball.

You need a boost, kid.

You need to clear away the cobwebs.

I got enough problems, all right?

What? Do you think it'll be habit-forming?

Do you think you'll have
a monkey on your back?

It's a boost. Come on.
It's a tough track we're on, boychick.

The winners always have an edge.
It's 90-percent mental out there.

You accomplish what you trick your brain
into believing you can accomplish.

You accomplish what you trick your brain
into believing you can accomplish.

Faith may move mountains.
This stuff makes them fly.

If you've never tried it,
you're the last one in town.

What's the problem? See this guy here?
You know that park in Beverly Hills?

I'm gonna build a statue in that park
with a plaque that says:

"To my best friend, Joel,
who saved my life."

- What are friends for?
- Must have been some pep talk.

Was there a problem?

You don't have to know the product,
only the people.

Who knows people
better than Lenny Brown?

I'm going to sell 747 s internationally.

- Look.
- That's wonderful. How do you get started?

Can you imagine the commission on a 747?

You'll wonder, "What was Lenny doing,
pissing away his time...

"on petty real estate scams...

"wondering what some bureaucrat
would leak to the papers in Washington?"

Cocktails. Want another drink?
Yeah, come on.

- Dance, ballerina, dance.
- What?

Sweetheart, I'm exhausted.

- Let's go to bed.
- One more dance.

The neighbors. I can't keep my eyes open.

They've discovered a cure for that.

Lenny, is that what I think it is?

Don't turn little old lady on me, okay?
It's Joel's. I needed a boost.

You saw me before the party, right?
I wanted to be dead.

Now I got my old energy
and confidence back.

I got plans to get us out of this mess.

But cocaine, we never needed that before.

Come on. You know what it's like?
It's like good champagne, that's all.

- What's it do to you?
- It bumps up your natural energy level.

Look.

Look at that, see?

I've watched Rochelle. All it does for her
is turn her into a real bitch.

That's Rochelle.
She started as a real bitch. Here.

You sniff this up. If you don't like it,
throw the rest in the pool.

Hi, honey.

I got it nailed down.
I've got the greatest idea for a medical...

and dental leaseback plan. It's fail-safe.

No matter what happens to the new tax law,
the crisis is over.

Great!

You want to sell helicopters?

It's not the money, Max, you know?

I just got to keep working. I'll go stale.

What about that leaseback idea you had?

Nobody liked it.

Okay. We're not selling buildings now,
but we sold a lot of buildings.

They all need maintenance...

which happens to be done by a company
called Century West Maintenance Company.

- Yours.
- Mine.

Want to manage that?

Get a small salary, keep using the car.

Once in a while,
a free lunch on the account.

Things will pick up here.
We'll be back where we were.

You don't want to sell helicopters.
That's for losers.

- Mr. Brown, how nice to see you.
- Nice to see you.

- Right this way, please.
- Thank you.

It was a period of reorganization.
Now it's time to come out and play.

Isn't that sweet?

We owe our friends a nice meal
and the pleasure of our company.

Always a pleasure.
I love you guys. Good table.

- Thank you.
- Enjoy your evening.

Could we have a bottle of Taittinger?
Make it a magnum.

Certainly, sir.

- And after dinner, a little surprise.
- I love surprises. I'm like a child.

He is a child. We're all children.

We are going to fly to fabulous Las Vegas
for Steve Martin's midnight show.

Well, excuse me!

I knew you wouldn't cool off for long.
What's the deal?

Something new you'll have to explain
to a dummy like me?

Something, maybe, real?

Let's just say... Thank you very much.

It involves plays of Eurodollars
against oil shipments.

Holy shit, you've left me behind, buddy.
Eurodollars?

You got to give the impression
you're in motion.

He knows what you're doing, but you must
make him think you're doing something.

- Something mysterious, complex.
- Yeah.

Big-bucks something. Just keep in motion.

One small question:
Who's paying for all this?

I dipped into Max's maintenance account
for about $20,000. Don't worry. It's nothing.

He's not going to hold it
against his best salesman.

So I took a little cash for a few months.

I left a check in his safety-deposit box.
Believe me, this is not a problem.

A worthless, goddamn check!

What are you getting hysterical about?
It was a loan.

In all my life, I never treated anyone
like I treated you!

You were poor, I made you rich.
You were drowning, I gave you a yacht!

You stole from me.

I treated you like a son. $20,000!

You want another check? I'll write you...

Your check is no damn good.
You want to be a liar as well as a thief?

Tell me what to do.

Just tell me, Max.

You got to go.
I can't have you around here anymore.

- Hi, Tony.
- Mr. Brown.

I'm sorry.
The leasing company took away your car.

I cleaned out your personal stuff.
I've got it in the office.

Thank you, Mr. Brown.

Thanks.

Mitzi!

- Did you see a little black and white dog?
- No, ma'am.

Put it anywhere.

Is it ready yet?

Come and get it.

I miss my puppy.
I was thinking what a great...

He's going to be all right.

Your husband's had
a phase-2 reaction to cocaine.

How long has he been using the drug?

- Cocaine?
- Do you know how much he took?

My husband doesn't use drugs.

He doesn't even drink anything
stronger than wine.

He'd been at a party.

Somebody must've slipped him something.

Thank you.

I was so scared,
but I didn't tell them anything.

- Did you use any of that stuff?
- No.

- Did you throw it out?
- I did.

I had to buy it off the street.
That's what happens.

- And I'm supposed to be smart.
- What about the hospital bill?

I put it on the American Express card.

You got any?

- Yeah.
- Where did you get it?

- From Michael.
- Good. Great.

- He wanted to fuck me for it.
- Son of a bitch! I'll kill him, man!

Don't look at me like that.
I'd never do anything like that.

- So how did you pay for it?
- I hocked my ring.

- What time is it?
- 12:30.

He's not here.

He said he'd be here at 12:00.

I know he said he'd be here at 12:00.
I was the one who talked to him, remember?

I wonder when it was
you started talking to me that way.

- You want to wait?
- Do you?

Maybe we should try someplace else.
Let's go.

- We don't even know him!
- He's a total stranger to us.

We got to go, they're going to call the cops!

They say somebody
dumped him on the back porch.

I'm not going to live like this!
I don't care if Joel is rich and I'm poor.

It doesn't matter
that everybody else has money.

I'd rather be a field hand
than live in this cesspool.

- What's happened to us?
- We got to get out of this goddamn town!

Out of the hustles, deals, the Joels,
and the coke and the goddamn pain!

This isn't just talk, is it?

You saw that kid back there.
That could have been us like that.

- Then I can tell you.
- What?

I'm pregnant.

I thought I was
going to have to get an abortion...

the way things were going.

But we can have this baby, can't we?

If we go to a regular town,
and clean up and be good parents?

Everything changes.
As of today, I won't fail you again.

Morning, Lenny!

Morning, Mary.

- Looks like a good one.
- Yeah.

We were the first store here
to stock that board.

- Really?
- Yeah, 4 ounce glass.

Light as a feather. Feel it.

That goes through waves
like it's got a mind of its own.

State of the art, kid.

- This is one bad fucking rail.
- The baddest.

- You buying?
- You finance?

"I made a mistake when I left my wife,"
he told a pal.

"I wanted the good life. I thought that meant
wild parties and fancy living."

It doesn't?

Did you ever go to any movie-star parties
when you were in L. A?

- No, we traveled in different circles.
- Had some wild times?

- Not like here.
- Yeah.

- What kind of job did you have?
- I didn't work.

What did you do?

I took dancing lessons.

Shitfire, we're gonna be late.

Hurry up, Linda!

- It's great.
- Yeah, it's great.

I told Mr. Hendricks
you'd be hard to replace.

- Why Australia?
- They got really good beer there.

I ought to keep moving.

I know you got to work to live...

but if you play it right,
you can work a lot less and live a lot more.

Besides, chicks dig my accent.

How did you get to be so smart so soon?

No, thanks.

- I forgot, you don't ever touch the stuff.
- Never.

- Does Linda? How's she doing?
- She's doing great.

It was my problem. She got into it
because of me. So I go to the meetings.

- They help me, I help her. It all works out.
- I got a going-away present for you.

- You're kidding!
- No.

You sell them so well,
it's time you learned how to ride one.

- What's the problem?
- With the exception of my wife...

nobody gave me anything
without working an angle for themselves.

- Thanks, Tim. I'm going to treasure this.
- Sure.

I gotta go.

I'll send you a postcard from Down Under.
When I'm back, we'll ride some waves.

- Take it easy, Lenny.
- Thanks, Tim.

Look at this.

- You going to surf?
- Tim gave it to me! Hi!

- Dolores has a boyfriend.
- What?

His name is Richard.

He has a brother who lives in Sequoia.

Yeah? Where's that?

Every couple of weeks,
he drives a pickup truck...

in the window of his brother's house.

Dolores says it's because
he's always fucked up on Maui Wowie.

We talk about it all the time.

- Would you like to go out tonight, instead?
- Yeah.

I'd like to go to that little Italian place
near Second Avenue on 72nd Street.

God, you're homesick.

I'm not complaining.

I didn't realize.

- I thought it was perfect here.
- It is. It's perfect.

If we go back to New York,
it'll be the rat race all over again.

I might just as well go back to L.A.

I just miss...

I don't know what I miss.

Just interesting people.

Dancing.

At least we had friends.

It's all a smoke screen, right?

You're building some huge-ass development
with Aetna or somebody, right?

- Like a new city?
- I manage a small sporting goods store.

I make $400 a week, and I work hard for it.

Don't kid me, Slick. I'm going to grab
Rochelle and come up and check you out.

Any time. I'll book you a room
at the Howard Johnson's.

All we got is
a small one-bedroom apartment.

- You're an original, kid.
- Take it easy. Give my love to Rochelle.

Hey, give it yourself. We're on our way.
Adi�s, amigo.

I didn't know he'd invite himself up.

Well, you know Joel.

Odds are, he'll never make it.

The way you make your money is,
you go short against the soybean...

but long on the soybean oil,
or maybe it's the other way around.

Anyway, it's called a "straddle."
Protects the downside.

- Listen, I'll catch you later, Ron.
- Don't lose the pulse rate, man.

A little TLC, he'll be as good as new.

Do you know anyone who might want him?

- I can't have a dog in my apartment.
- Not offhand.

You could put a note on my bulletin board.

You think, just for tonight...

you might know somebody
who could keep him?

Just so he's nice and taken care of.

- I don't believe it!
- You got knocked up!

- It agrees with you. You look more beautiful.
- Lenny's not back yet.

Same old Lenny. Too busy to stop.

And that's Baxter and Miss Porter.

And this guy's Milton McNeil.

Once they've all had
a good sniff of each other...

they'll all get along famously
with your poor friend.

Okay, but only one line,
because of the baby.

This late in pregnancy,
coke doesn't make any difference.

- Who told you that?
- A mother of three!

I've been real, real good in Santa Cruz.

"Here lies Linda Brown.
She was real, real good."

Not even wine or coffee.

You can be our designated drag.

There. You happy? You happy now?

Seems like old times.

Was I out of line? I apologize.

Shut up! Both of you.

I'm sorry. I better get going.

The next few days, I'll find somebody
to take care of this little guy.

Want to talk about it? I'm a super listener.

Mini crisis.
If we get through tonight, we'll be okay.

God, I can't believe I'm doing this.
I am such a dirty girl.

Such a naughty girl.

Good, clean fun.
Even Rochelle's being nice.

Dolores and her Maui Wowie boyfriend,
and Helen and her...

Joel, now what about your cock? Is it big?

- Whip it out!
- Linda, I'm offended.

I don't like this.
Lenny's going to be incredibly pissed.

Let's close the store and get some air.
There's a beach around here, right?

This is really great.
This is really living. Smell that air.

We can go down to the beach.

- Super! How do we get down?
- From a duck's ass.

That's a joke, right?

There's a little stairway
that the surfers made. I'll show you.

Here it is.

This is like an adventure,
like when I was a kid.

Lenny and I...

Linda!

She's okay, right?

Talk to me, Rochelle! Is she okay?
She just tripped, right? Goddamn it!

She's okay, right?
She's going to live, right?

Is she okay? Goddamn it, Rochelle!
Is she all right?

Help me.

Lenny, I don't care what they say.
It wasn't the coke!

- It was only an accident!
- I'll kill you!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you! You murderer! You fucker!

Where is she?

It happened. But I love you.

I'll always love you.

We'll be together, and later,
when it's all better, we'll have...

another baby.

We weren't ready.
We were fooling ourselves.

And I should've seen it coming.

Anything, Linda.

You and me, together.

You're up pretty late. What can I do for you?

Joe, I hear you deal.

I need some downers.

I got some ludes.

Real ones. Send you away.

That's where I want to go.

- How much?
- $350 a month, or $100 a week.

In advance.
Fall three days behind, you're out.

- What about a dog?
- What about a dog?

We have one.

A dog would be an improvement
over most of the people here.

We'll take it by the week.

We're home.

I can offer you a permanent position.

Thank you, but my husband
doesn't want me working full-time.

If you change your mind, just let me know.

Thanks very much.

Bye, now.

Honey.

Honey boy?

You think there's a way left we can,
you know...

still make a life for ourselves?

Is this what it's going to be like
from now on?

We gotta get off
these fucking downers, man.

I know. How about today?

Absolutely.

All I need is a plan. One decent maneuver.

It'll all come together again.

- I'll be in the big bucks.
- That isn't what I meant.

It'll be like this all happened
to somebody else.

- Who is that?
- Mark.

It's Mark. Come in!

You ought to lock this door.
This isn't a security building.

- Hi, Linda.
- Come on in.

Hi, Mark.

I got your ludes.

It's nice having me live only one floor away.
You get speedy delivery.

They're the real McCoy.

It's $50, Lenny.

- Yeah, honey?
- The bank?

Why don't you sub-contract for me?
You could make a profit for yourself...

and have a little spending money
on the side.

- I don't deal drugs. I deal real estate.
- I don't deal drugs either. I'm a screenwriter.

But until the ship comes in...

you got to cover the waterfront,
you know what I mean?

Here, Mark.

Well, I got to get going...

get upstairs, dirty some typing paper. Ciao.

They're the real thing.

That was 20...

Jesus, no, it was 25 years ago.

I was the top call girl in Vegas.

That was before I moved to this burg
and started dealing coke.

Had it all, before I got busted.

Lost all my old customers...

the stars, the politicians,
all my connections.

... are incorporated in this state.

What is Delaware?

Hey, good, bud.

Listen to this, he has $12,000...

I know your hooter
is hollowed through, but...

I still recommend coke...

over all those downers Mark's
been feeding you. Those are dangerous.

I'm going to knock off everything
once I put my plan into operation.

Stick with coke. Don't mix your chemicals.

- Could you get that for me, honey?
- $72,000? Jesus!

$72,800, join us next time out.
So long, everyone.

- I thought you might be here.
- Hi, how's it going?

Hey, Linda.

Could I see you two guys
in private for a minute?

Sure.

Are you ready for this? I sold my script!

- You did?
- Oh, Mark, that's great news!

$50,000!

$50,000? That's a respectable score.

Yeah, all we got to do is
dot the "l"s and cross the "T"s.

I was wondering,
would you celebrate with me?

We'll go to Musso's, all on me.

I got some important papers.
I got a deal pending.

I don't want to celebrate alone.
It's my big day.

Lenny, could I go?

Yeah, sure, if you want to.

I'll only be a minute.

You sure you can't make it?

I told you, I got business.
I can't just drop everything, all right?

Yeah, okay.

You know what I'm going to do tomorrow?

- Buy a car. An Alfa Romeo.
- Are you serious?

White exterior, red interior, AM-FM, cassette.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Now, isn't this better?

There's a good one.

I just need a little boost.
Then it's back to work.

Yeah, I hear you, sweetie.

Long dinner?

He's so excited.

I helped him make his acceptance speech
for the Academy Award.

- So he's going to be rich?
- He hopes.

I brought you half a steak and fries.
I thought you'd be hungry.

In a doggy bag?

You were invited. You could have come, too.

- You would've loved that, wouldn't you?
- I wanted you to come!

- So, did you fuck him?
- Lenny, don't!

You fucked him for dinner,
and then brought me the leftovers?

Stop it! What are you trying to do?
Get even? For what?

No.

I swear, I'm sorry!

I don't know what happened.

Coke! I was freebasing with Barbara.

I had to get back to work.
I was so miserable!

I just wanted to make it right again,
make it like it used to be. Linda!

I will never hit you again! I didn't mean it!

Linda, I love you.

I know you didn't mean it.

I love you more than I've ever loved anyone.

I feel the same way. Don't you know that?

I'd never do anything to humiliate you.

I'm going to make it right again.

Sweetheart, I really am
working on something this time.

I wasn't gonna surprise you.
I wanted to tell you.

Some really big guys,
guys who think big, you know, like I do...

guys from New York, who want
to set up the right thing in California.

I found out from an old contact.

You don't know him,
but I'm telling the truth.

I did some research on them.
It turns out they're in bed with the Saudis.

They're buying office buildings,
shopping centers.

I start doing my work, I start thinking, like:

"What's their biggest problem?"
Looking for an angle, then it comes to me.

A way to structure their deal...

so it won't look like
the Arabs are buying up the country...

making sure they wind up with the money.

Here's my idea.
I structure this mess of partnerships...

in which the average American
are limited partners with the Saudis...

who put up lots of money...

so that mom and pop are at less risk,
and look like the good guys...

sharing the opportunities
of this great land with the Americans.

It's a great, great idea.

So, I got a call in to this main guy.

This is my big chance.

It's my second chance.

I'm just a little tense.

- Sounds like a good idea, Lenny.
- It's going to put me on top again.

Come on, Tucker. Come on, just do it, okay?

Good boy, come on. Do it!

The phone! Come on!

Can't you hear the phone? Linda!

Advantage Equities. Good morning.

Mr. Brown? Who may I say is calling?

One moment, please.

- William McConnell.
- This is it.

Morning. Oh, Mr. McConnell.

I see. What did you think?

When you do come to town...

my wife and I would like to take you
and your associate, Mr. Zimmer...

to be our guests for dinner.

A week from tomorrow would be fine, yeah.

Elizabeth, a week from tomorrow,
for four at Morton's.

It would be fine. It'll be great.

Well, good, I'll look forward
to seeing you then.

Thank you, Mr. McConnell. Billy.

Great, okay, bye-bye.

They went for it! Yeah!

They're going to come out.

They'll drill me for some details,
then it's business!

How can we take people like that out?

Not out in the VW for take-out chicken.
Don't you sweat it. That's my department.

All you got to do is be your beautiful self.

- Roland!
- Mr. Brown, how nice to see you again.

How have you been?
I need something for tomorrow.

It's important. I'd like my old table.

- We could arrange that.
- Could you write it down?

I want everything to be perfect.

- 8:00?
- Right.

- Oh, thank you very much.
- Thank you.

We'll see you then.

Come on.
What are you trying to do, sabotage me?

I want to look pretty.
I'm trying to make a good impression.

Should you be doing that?

I'm just honing the edge a little. I'll be fine.

My God, you are a beautiful woman.

Too good for me.
Always were, and always will be.

Even if I owned the world.

I'll tell you a little secret.

I always needed you
more than you needed me.

Thank you for the lie.

- I thought you were late.
- Let's go. Let's rock 'n' roll.

- Good luck, you guys!
- I'll take all I can get.

- Linda, you look great!
- Thanks, Mark.

When I sold my script...

I took a couple of ludes
before the meeting...

to show them I didn't rattle.
You got to look cool, man.

You got to give the impression
nothing can touch you.

Thanks anyway, but I don't rattle.

All the bad stuff that happened to us...

it's going to be like it happened
to somebody else, after tonight.

Mrs. Brown, I heard your husband
was a very smart man...

but, until meeting you,
I had no idea how smart.

Why, thank you, Mr. McConnell.

You're a lucky man, Lenny.

What can I say?
I'd rather be lucky than smart.

Yes, sir.

- Good evening. May I help you?
- Yes, please. Where's Roland?

Roland is out sick tonight. May I help you?

I'm sure he left instructions.
My name is Lenny Brown.

- You made a reservation. This way, please.
- Thank you.

Here we go.

Sir? Sir? Excuse me.

Is this one of Roland's little jokes?

He promised me my usual table.

Your usual table?

This is where you stick the tourists.
Don't take me for some asshole!

Okay? Come on.

Sir, this is the only table we have available.

Now, if you'd like to wait, perhaps an hour?

- No, this is fine. Thanks.
- Very good.

Well, here we are.

Enjoy your evening.

I was a paralegal in New York for 11 years.

- We've ordered you a martini.
- Fine.

I was telling your lovely wife
that I think your concept is brilliant.

Although I know your focus
was on California...

I think there's no reason why something like
this couldn't be implemented nationwide.

Isn't that wonderful, Lenny?

Provided we can minimize the risk
to our Saudi friends, tax-wise, especially.

If you put enough lawyers
and secretaries in a room...

I'll come up with whatever you need.

To the project.

We haven't been back to New York
since we came out here.

Lenny's been so busy. But we do miss it.

I suspect you'll be getting
back there shortly.

We have to find
a suitable place to celebrate.

Lenny, have you determined
if this is a Section 355 transaction...

under the new code?

What, they don't have any lawyers
left in New York?

Yes, indeed. I happen to be one myself.

Mr. Zimmer,
you're asking Lenny about things...

that should properly be a part
of the fine tuning. Why?

We know you're a smart guy.

We're talking about staking a lot of money...

and our reputations
on your husband's plan.

And everybody knows Lenny's a smart guy,
too, but he's had some problems.

I'm sorry. Mike's timing's a little off.

You want to blame me for an IRS upheaval
that decimated...

the tax-shelter business
across the country? Fine.

I can take this plan to Genstar.

We love the idea in its broad strokes...

but we did a quick background check,
and there were some rumors.

When we all get around the big table...

and somebody waltzes in,
starts telling stories about you...

we'd like to be able to tell him
he's full of shit.

Don't go back to the Arabs,
who wipe their asses with bare hands...

have them get the wrong idea!

You sit there on your MBA,
figuring out how to try to steal my idea...

because maybe I won't fit
in your club of Arab fucks.

This isn't my table.
This is his first night. He'll be fired.

What are you talking about?
The table's fine.

We're just here to do some business.

You've been creaming over my wife...

while this schmuck humiliates me!
I don't need you!

I can get plenty of action on this idea!
Check! Get me out of this dump!

Lenny isn't feeling well.

They think I'm a junkie?
I'll act like a junkie for them!

We may want to come back here!
Why don't you go home? We'll take a cab!

I'll drive you! I'm your servant!
I'm supposed to be nice to people like you!

His idea is good. Don't hold this against...

Goddamn it, Linda, don't grovel!

My idea's going
to be on the cover of Fortune!

You know what these guys will be doing?
Carrying around some Arab's dick!

You had a deal made!

You could've been on your way...

on your way to New York
and something real...

but you threw it down a rat hole because
you can't think anymore! You can't feel!

My God, you're so fucked up, you
don't even know the disaster you've caused!

I am sorry I lost the baby...

but you can't punish me any more than
I've already punished myself!

For God's sakes! Let's call it even!
I can't live like this anymore!

I'm going back to work full-time...

and you are going back
into a rehab program!

I am not going to watch you
kill yourself one minute longer!

Do you even hear me?

Goddamn cunt!

I'll kill you!

Listen, I'd like to put a guard on your door.

No extra charge.

Okay?

I promised him! I promised him I'd be there!

I'm sure he made
a few promises to you, too...

but you don't want him around right now.
It's dangerous for you.

Are you listening to me? It's dangerous.
It's not good for Lenny either.

If only we could talk, like we used to.

I love him so much!

- I know.
- God, Lenny...

- Who are you?
- Lenny Brown! My wife's...

I want to see her.

Please, Linda.

I'm so sorry!

Who's the guy?

Svengali, yeah.

From day one, this airy-fairy doctor
had this Svengali control over her.

Kept me away, got her to move in with him.

But you know what?

She still loves me.

She calls me up on the phone,
asks me how I am...

says to me, "Lenny..."

in that way she used to.

I beg her to come back,
but she says she can't.

It's the doctor.

He's got this hold on her, like Svengali.

But Lenny Brown does not give up.

One good maneuver,
and Lenny Brown is back in business.

Clean up.

Buy a house on the hill, with cash.

Get some decent wheels,
and get my girl back.

It'll be like...

it all happened to somebody else.

I don't know.

A couple of years ago, I never even
thought about tables at Morton's.

And then I lose my prospects...

my girl, my wife...

and God knows what all...

because I went crazy,
because I didn't get the right table.

Now, what the hell does it mean
when you lose everything over nothing?

I don't know, Lenny.

I got to get some capital together.
It takes money to make money.

Which is why I'll ask you to leave now.
I got a customer coming.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Can you bring Linda back?

I'm just kidding.

Oh, Jesus.

It's so nice to see a face
from the old days, Ned.

I won't lie to you. It's hard to concentrate...

because I kind of miss having her around.

I keep turning to her,
you know, to say things...

and she's not there.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, right.

I knew, from the first time I saw her...

that if I could ever have her,
I could never keep her.

I always knew...

that I would lose her.

And I was right, wasn't I?

Good-bye, Lenny.

Why the long face?

Now that you're writing for the Times,
we'll run into each other.

L.A. is a small town.

Stick with me.

Please.

Till I fall off the earth.