200 Cigarettes Page #2

Six months?

You think that's a long time?

Yeah, I do.

I think 6 months

is a considerable

length of time.

Ugh!

Do you believe this place?

Do you think 6 months

is a long time

to have broken up

with somebody?

Oh, I guess...

if it's a clean break.

I brought you some matches.

He used to go out

with the slutty girl

that's throwing

this party tonight.

You went out with her?

Look, the only reason

I said we would go

is because she's afraid

no one's gonna turn up.

You spoke to her?

Yes, when she invited me.

Do you think she's right

about no one showing up?

Well, I'm not going.

Excuse me.

Right back.

See how fun this is?

This is so fun.

Whoo!

I think that bartender

likes you.

Pfft! He doesn't like me.

He likes you.

Really? Do you think so?

He is dreamy, sex-bomb cute.

Yeah, he's adorable.

Hey, man...

Hey! Man!

You're a fox.

Don't sell yourself short, sir.

The night's young.

He's gotta be depressed

working on New Year's Eve.

I'm gonna invite him

to this party.

Everyone's depressed

on New Year's Eve.

Only you are depressed

on New Year's Eve.

I'm having a great time. See?

Drinking, fighting,

loving the ladies?

What are you talking about?

It's the obligation

to enjoy yourself.

That's what does it.

Every year,

it's the same,

desperate scrambling around

to surround yourself with

as many people as possible,

go to some stupid party,

pretend to be happy,

when really your girlfriend

just left you,

and you have no career.

Are you gonna be

like this all night?

Yeah.

Taxi!

Thank...

you.

Hi. Uh...

No, thanks, anyway, heh.

Wait! Uh...

No. No. You go ahead.

You go pick up somebody else.

I'll be OK.

Uh, excuse me, baby girl...

You seem to be experiencing

a little indecision.

I do?

Yeah. You have this

whole ambivalent vibe

radiating from your persona.

Something is wrong, mama.

Oh, I ju... oh!

- Hmm.

- Oops.

l, uh...

I'm sorry.

It's just this guy, you know?

Always is, baby.

Yeah, I was at this party...

and I saw him there...

and he was just... so...

Heh, anyway, l... I ended up

going home with him,

and I've never done anything

like that before,

so now I just want everything

to be perfect, you know? And...

I'm sorry.

I don't know why I'm

telling you all this.

Baby, come here for a second.

Sweetheart, you know

what you need to do?

You need to get in this cab.

l... I do?

You've gotta say yes

to your destiny.

- I do?

- Yeah!

Life's happenin' right now, baby.

Look around you.

Look around you.

There go some life,

and over there, too.

Come on, mama... live!

Live tonight! Say yes.

Come on.

Uh... yes.

Say it loud.

Yes! Ha ha ha!

Come on, like you feel it.

Come on, baby.

- Yes!

- There you go.

Get in this cab.

Destiny awaits.

OK.

What time is it?

Almost 8:
30.

Oh.

[Yawns]

Caitlyn. Call me.

Look, I've had it with him,

and I'm not letting him

push me into

this old girlfriend,

party thing.

Absolutely not.

They only broke up

Please, they're practically

still going out.

Too bad, in a way.

He was the most

successful artist

I've dated this year,

and he was kind of nice,

you know?

Please.

He was too nice.

Going out with him was,

like, take your medicine.

Huh. And then...

he takes me to his gallery today

to see his new show.

And it sucks.

Ah! It sucked?

Yes. I can't even tell you.

You wouldn't even

believe his work, OK?

It's like... big,

abstract vaginas.

- Or something.

- Ugh.

I hate abstract.

But at least he has a gallery.

I mean, that's something.

Also...

he's really bad in bed.

He's bad in bed?

He's the worst.

Oh.

OK, so, this is the address...

so you can check it out after work.

I think there's gonna be

a lot of people there.

I mean... I'm gonna be there.

Um... with him.

Oh. OK.

I mean, I don't mean

I'm with him

because we're just friends,

and we're not together...

Sh*t! Do you think

he even heard me?

It's inevitable, you know?

You let somebody move in with you,

you make all these

little compromises

to smooth things along,

and the next thing you know,

you're on some macrobiotic diet,

you're listening

to Joni Mitchell!

- And then you know what they say?

- No.

They tell you you've changed.

You're not the same person

I fell in love with.

Well... yeah...

And then they dump you.

What do you expect, Kevin?

I mean, you go out

with condescending,

emasculating women.

You need to find somebody

that likes you the way you are.

And who would possibly

like me the way I am?

I have no idea.

Now, finish your drink

because I wanna get

that guy back over here.

[Shatters]

Where are we gonna go, huh?

We don't know anybody.

Well, maybe we'll

meet somebody.

- What?

- You know,

maybe we'll meet some people.

What are you,

on another f***in' planet?

Val, you don't just meet people

on the street.

Even when you go to a party,

you don't meet people.

You just stand around,

talking to the ones

you already know.

Well, we're just gonna

keep walking, all right?

I'll know it if I see it.

It's gotta be

around here somewhere.

I been there once before.

- Call your mother.

- My mother?

Yeah, she's got your cousin's

number, don't she?

I can't call her.

She thinks I'm sleeping

at your house tonight.

Listen to me.

We are in deep sh*t here.

We either call your mother

for the number,

or we get back on

a train to Ronkonkoma.

You are so uncool.

You just stay

the f*** away from B!

OK, so...

do you wanna stop and get a drink?

I don't know. Do you?

Yes, yes! I do. It's early.

I hate getting to a party

before everybody else, so...

Great. OK...

Ha ha...

We can get a drink.

I mean, if you want to.

I don't wanna force you

to drink against your will.

Do you wanna stop or not?

Sure. If you do.

Look, Jack,

we don't have to do this.

I thought you said

you wanted a drink!

No. I mean about

going to the party.

You don't wanna go to the party?

No... Look, it's just...

it's New Year's Eve.

You don't have to spend it

with me.

I mean, just because of...

Can I just say something?

I'm sensing a real reluctance

on your part

to tell me what you

would like to do tonight.

- Really?

- Really.

And I think it's natural

if you feel a little bit

awkward here,

you know, considering,

but there's no reason

why we can't just go to the party

and have a good time tonight, OK?

- OK.

- OK. Now...

do you want to go to the party?

- Heh, sure.

- All right.

If you want to.

Arrgh!

Let's get a drink.

OK.

Nobody's coming.

That's it. I have no friends,

and everybody hates me.

It's only 9:
00.

What, are they all

just walking the streets out there?

Just walking the streets

like zombies

because it's too uncool

to be prompt?

You think there's gonna be

any interesting guys

here tonight?

- Interesting guys?

- Yeah...

'Cause I think I'm

finally over Lenny.

Well, congratulations,

Hillary.

I'm happy to hear it.

And what better night

to start over

than New Year's Eve, right?

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