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let that be a lesson to you.

Okay. Oh, listen. One thing.

Uh, can we make a stop

on the way to lunch?

There's a listing I

wanna take a look at.

All right. Bye, then.

It looks marvelous.

FRANK:
Let's see.

It's nice.

You know, with a little

extra effort on my part...

Well, I mean...

If I really worked at it,

I suppose I could

be hysterically happy

in a house like this.

(KEYS CLACKING)

Let's take the grand tour.

(GIGGLING)

I wish you could've made it last

night. It was a lovely party.

Well, if it's any consolation,

I had a lousy time last night.

Well, whose fault is that? Didn't I

always tell you don't go to strangers?

Did I do something to earn that,

or is that just an impulse?

Consider it a loan.

You can pay me back

with interest later.

Oh. Mmm.

How much is this house?

$95,000.

What did they say

they'd settle for?

Oh, 88, probably. Why?

Because I might be able to throw

a little business your way,

if you have no objections

to making a big commission.

Darling, I'd sell you an outhouse

if I thought it would put

a buck in my pocket.

Now there's the bastard

I know and love.

Do you remember Charlie Eisen?

Bob and Nancy

introduced him to us.

Yeah, he's a lawyer, isn't he?

Yeah.

He might be interested

in this house.

He was at the party last night,

and it seems as though he's

planning on getting married.

Hmm. Sounds like he's doing okay.

Who's the lucky girl?

Me.

How long have you been seeing him?

Oh, whenever you couldn't make it,

which adds up to

quite a bit of time.

I don't think I like

the idea of losing you.

No, I just think you don't like

the idea of losing, that's all.

(CHUCKLING)

Would you care for cocktails?

Yes. Two very dry

vodka martinis.

If that's all, then what's been

going on for the last six months?

(CHUCKLING) Not very much.

Don't you remember?

No strings? No ties?

No great need for each other?

Those were your rules.

Bless your heart,

you kept every one of them.

But I broke them all.

Anyway, you might remember

that for next time.

Anytime a girl

agrees to an arrangement

like that, she's

already in love with you.

It's just a question of appetite.

Crumbs or no cake at all.

I don't know what to say.

Well, I guess that says it all.

Let's order.

(DOORBELL CHIMING)

It's all I own.

I had to come for it.

Right over there.

I know it's not a very good one,

but then, I don't

play it very well either.

Hey, am I interrupting anything?

I mean, are you alone?

"Yes" to the first question and

"not anymore" to the second one.

Good. This is a really nice place.

Comfortable?

Oh, yeah. This couch is great.

Wow, you have a fireplace!

I love fireplaces. Does it work?

Yes, it works.

We used to have one back home,

but it was a phony, you know,

electric. You had to plug it in.

I'd like to play host,

but I have some work to do.

Oh! Don't let me bother you.

Go right ahead.

No, no, no. Really. I don't mind.

Gee, if I had a fireplace,

I'd keep it lit all the time.

Your name's Frank, right?

Frank Harmon.

I, uh... I saw it on your mailbox.

My name's Breezy.

Why isn't it lit?

Uh, I don't know.

I didn't see any reason to.

You're sure you don't mind?

No, no, no.

(CHUCKLING)

Say, I was wondering,

you wouldn't have

anything to eat,

oh, like an apple?

How about an apple?

Okay.

What happened?

You didn't score today?

No, no, no. Don't get

nasty or I might leave.

(CHUCKLING) Come on.

I don't know. Maybe it's a special

talent, but I'm forever finding things.

People, animals.

I found this cat once, and I took

him with me wherever I would go.

But I ran out of money.

I couldn't afford to feed him

anymore, and he ran away.

I know it must be a

painful subject, but, uh,

have you ever

considered getting a job?

Sure, I've had all kinds of jobs.

Let's see, I was a

waitress a few times.

I worked at a department store

in the bargain basement,

and I even sold pots

and pans door to door.

May I have some more milk?

Please?

You think I'm some kind

of bum or something?

Is that why you asked

me about getting a job?

Well, if you're old

enough to be on your own,

you oughta be mature

enough to work.

(GIGGLING) Where did you read that?

(SIGHING)

(RADIO SWITCHING ON)

(SLOW ROCK PLAYING)

Paula Harmon. Is she a relative?

My ex-wife.

You send her money?

No. Blood. She gets

me for a quart a month.

Is she pretty?

I used to think so.

How old is she?

She's 39, but you'd

have to stretch her

on the rack to

get her to admit it.

(LAUGHING) 39. What does she do?

What do you mean,

"What does she do?"

Does she work? What does

she do for a living?

Nothing, and she's

exceedingly good at it.

Where's all this going?

I don't know.

Just seems to me that 39 is

certainly mature enough to work.

Gee, I just love your house.

Do you mind if I look around?

You can, uh, search

me before I leave.

Go look.

BREEZY:
Oh! I don't

believe it! It's beautiful!

Oh, my God. I've never

seen anything like it!

BREEZY:
This is too much! I mean,

it is too much! I don't believe it.

I have never seen a shower like

this. This is a shower, isn't it?

I mean, it's so big!

Oh, Frankie, can I?

(CLICKING TONGUE) Help yourself.

Oh. You know, this is like a

page out of House Beautiful.

You're a fake, you know it?

You try very hard

to be mean, but...

(UNZIPPING BOOT)

You're actually very nice.

What makes you think

I'm doing you a favor?

I'm probably doing a service

for the board of health.

Now there you go again.

(WATER RUNNING)

Thank you.

That was wonderful.

What are you anyway?

I'm clean, for one thing.

What are you?

Nobody's fool, sweetheart.

I thought I made that clear,

but you do keep trying.

Now look, get your clothes on.

The party's over.

You can go and play your

little games with Bruno

and all those other

nice guys that you know.

Does it follow you

around all the time?

What?

That black cloud over your head.

And for your information,

Bruno is a nice guy.

You don't really believe that?

Mmm-hmm.

You needed a place to sleep,

and Bruno wanted to get laid.

He charged you for that

bed and you overpaid.

So don't pin any medals on

that creep for his generosity.

You just keep mixing me up.

First you're angry

because you think

I'm trying to take

advantage of you.

And now you're angry

because you think

I let Bruno take advantage of me.

Well, which is it?

Which am I?

Am I the dum-dum that

got taken last night

or the b*tch who's

trying to take you tonight?

I just wish that you'd

make up your rancid mind.

(SIGHING) You gave me a

ride down the hill today.

And whether you like it or not,

that makes you

a nice guy in my book.

I gave you a ride

because I didn't want

to leave you hanging

around my house.

Sure don't make it easy, do you?

I straightened up the bathroom.

I washed out the basin

so you could pretend

that I'd never

been here if you want.

Where are you going?

I mean, it's raining.

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