Cafe Society Page #7

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You fall in love. You fall.

You lose control.

Leonard...

I have dated many wonderful women,

but the minute I laid my eyes on your daughter,

I knew Evelyn was for me.

It was pure luck!

If my cab driver hadn't driven through

the plate glass roof of that restaurant,

I would never have met Leonard.

He was having coffee.

We barreled right under him.

I didn't spill.

Bobby, you met her.

Is she so fabulous?

She is very lovely.

She one of those stuck-up

Hollywood movie queens?

No, she's a very down to Earth girl.

You will probably like her.

I think she will be good for Phil.

So, I think daddy is right.

A wife is not like a car.

You just don't trade or rent for the latest model.

Our next door neighbor just kicked

out his wife for a cheap stripper

and knocked her teeth out.

Hmm, he's a lunatic.

We live next door to a crazy man.

I'm scared of him.

He pushed Leonard.

He didn't push me.

He is a hot head, he bumped me.

I was trying to explain,

he was blocking our drive way.

Some people only understand

a punch in the nose.

That's not Leonard's style.

Leonard thinks everyone can be reasoned with.

But we have to accept the

premise of common humanity,

otherwise you are in the

jungle with beasts.

The idea is always in

getting the first punch.

there's no way for the other guy.

How do you like working

for your big brother?

I am very lucky. Thank you.

When you came home,

you were a lost soul for a while.

Well I like working at night club.

It's very lively.

He took to it like fish in water, you should

see him took the room, everyone likes him.

Not like that first manager.

Deadbeat wound up stealing for Neil.

He's not around anymore.

Bobby looked up his socialite friends,

Rad Taylor and her husband Steve.

They came to the club and spread the word

with the beautiful models she worked with.

She got Bobby to redecorate

and change the name of the club,

to more shi-shi....

The Tropic? I love it!

It sounds upscale, international and hot.

I've you who to thank.

Soon 'The Tropic' was known as the place

to always find the driest Martinis

and the prettiest women in Manhattan.

Beautiful girls attracted

celebrities and sports figures.

Socialites mingled with politicians.

And with the smart set came the Press

and an ever growing reputation.

And Bobby moved more and more gracefully

amongst the rich and famous.

He learned the ins and outs of

'The Caf Society'

which included any number of prominent figures

from New York's glamorous underworld.

There were the Rhinebeck, came home every night,

to order the finest wines in the world.

They seemed like an ideal couple.

Except that he was sleeping

with his wife's sister.

And there was no shortage of

Royalty from all over Europe.

Like, Count Henrick Van Goren

who played backgammon for millions.

And his wife, Countess Van Goren,

who is actually Chickie Sherman

from Passaic, New Jersey.

And that ring on Suzy Bancroft's finger

was a mere 41 carats.

And of course with the elite

came the tabloid scandals,

like Tom Price, the Wall Street genius,

who married the much taller

automobile heiress Linda Ray Harmon.

He ran through a fortune on

race horses and show girls,

until one day, out hunting,

she mistook him for a deer.

And Bobby met them all and shook

their hands and joked with them,

and heard their sad and happy stories,

over $1000 Magnums Piper-Heidsieck.

And learned about life

and how in the end,

Rodgers & Hart had it right.

It is so beautiful out here.

And you two have been so great to me.

Oh please! Don't suddenly be

revoltingly sacrament.

You know, your wife hates

to show any emotion.

But your friendship has

meant so much to me...it has.

And Steve, you brought me such

a brilliant financial advisor.

I know you play up in the millions,

but I'll hold up on the league.

But at the rate I'm going, you may see me

apply for membership at your Golf Club..

To get into his club,

you gotta be a lawyer or a broker,

and you can't be uncircumcised.

Well, if for nothing else,

I owe you everything.

And I can never repay you

for introducing me

to the most wonderful thing of all...

my wife.

Enter enqueue!

He was just gonna tell us again,

how lucky Gershwin tuned in, and you walked in.

Stop!

Hi darling. How's you martini?

Good! You caught me talkin' about you.

Bobby had found a wife.

After sort of unsatisfying

flirtations and affairs

one night at the club,

in walked in a group.

And his eye was caught on

an elegant young blond.

That's Veronica Hayes.

She just got divorced.

Her husband left for her best friend.

It came as a shock to her.

My Goodness...

She's a great girl.

Yeah?

We all felt so bad for her.

Maybe we can cheer her up.

You introduce me to her?

Hi. Veronica! You look beautiful!

You too.

Delighted to see you.

You too.

I like you to meet Bobby Dorfman.

He runs the place.

I do. I do.

Is this your first time here?

Yes. yes. The papers are right,

It's got real electricity in here.

It does, right?

We are happy to have you.

Thank you.

Great! My Goodness...she's single?

Beauty! Yes! Yes!

That's in a criminal sense.

So out on your way...

Yes. Yes.

Excuse me. Excuse me?

What are you doing later?

Later?

There is no later! It's 1:30.

Yeah! I get off in half an hour.

I'm usually in pajamas by 2:00.

See...I love pajamas.

Ah! What side of the bed do you like?

Slow down!

He is pushier than you.

See?

My God!

Come on, guys...cmon!

Hey! Do you like jazz music?

At 2:
00 in the morning?

At any time in the morning.

Yeah! Your name is Veronica, right?

Yeah.

Anybody ever call you Vonnie for short?

Not usually. No.

It's a pretty name...you should.

Thank you.

But...but do you like jazz, then?

Yes.

Yes?

I love Jazz.

Well it's fate.

Yes, I would say.

Who doesn't love jazz?

I met one woman.

That's terrible.

Yeah.

Oh! This is great.

Hmm.

I love another Scotch.

Yeah. Sure.

To my one regret in life that

I can't play an instrument.

I knew a sedated musician.

Oh! Did you?

Yeah. Sax player, very brilliant.

He played those sad songs

with so much feeling.

He could make you cry.

Hmm.

That's a great gift.

I would have married him but he was a dope addict.

Really?

You see, I don't really like dope.

It messes you up.

I tried it a few times when I was with him.

Did you?

We even tried reefers and I tried opium.

Look at you!

What was the...I can't hear. What was the effect?

Oh! No, I didn't like it.

I'm not an addicted personality.

It was good?

It was good. Yeah.

But Mongols made me feel sexy.

The Mongols?

The reefers.

But you called them, what?

He did.

So you married a musician?

Hmm.

I married a stock broker.

Hmm.

But you divorced though.

He divorced me because

my best friend was better in bed.

Was she?

Yep. I guess.

Well you should have saved

some of the Mongols.

I learned too late grinding

late with a few drinks.

So what do you...what do you do?

I work at the City Hall at the Mayor's Office.

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